- Do not be shy, you guys, - Vova took out the beer from the refrigerator, - settle down, no one will come here, the door is closed. Today I am treating.

Vitek and Yurik sat side by side on the couch and felt not quite confident. And Vova had already exhibited, in front of them, on the table, several bottles of beer and a simple snack consisting of pistachios and chips. I sat down, on the contrary, in the chair, opening the bottle:

- Thank you for coming. I took your phone from Katka. I would like to talk with you about her, so to speak, face to face.

They sat in a small coaching room next door to the gym. Vova used to work here, a couple of years, until he was tired, and he didn’t go for a more monetary job. And now, just got the keys, an acquaintance, the guard.

The college was closed, and the unit, from the gym, coaching, changing rooms and showers, was at the complete disposal of Vova.

“There was a beautiful girl,” said Yurik.

- Why was she now there, - Vovan smiled.

“Well, for me, I mean,” said Yurik, taking a sip of beer.

Yurik was the first guy with whom Katka had a relationship. They lasted a little more than six months, but it never came to sex - it was already known about all this.

- Did you love her?

- Then it seemed to me that yes. But now I don’t know, and how it matters, she’s with you, ”Yurik looked at Vova,“ by the way, what did you attract her with, do you have ten years of difference? ”

- Let's talk about it after the guys, but now let's talk about you, it interests me more. - So, Yurik, after the relationship with you she went to Vitka ...

“Not quite so,” corrected Vitek, “when I crossed with her, she did not meet with anyone.” She didn't have a boyfriend, - he reached for the chips.

- And you had everything with her, right? - added Vovan.

“It was, several times,” Vitek agreed, “but, anyway, they ran away.” Life is such a thing, not everything turns out ...

- Maybe you will tell?

“Of course, if you tell me what you have now,” Vitek, with a lethargic smile, looked at Vova, sipping from a bottle, “not that I, pipets like, interested, understand correctly.” Moreover, I am now meeting with another. But why not listen, after all she was a part of my life for a while.

“Noticed, but you are the first,” Vovan encouraged.

- Well, what to say. We met on the street, gave her flowers, went to the movies. Then they got to the disco, after which, for us, the first time, everything happened.

- And about Yurika, she talked to you?

- Sometimes she remembered, called him a romantic.

- Yuri, what are you, romantic? - surprised Vova.

- Yes, what the hell am I a romantic? - A question to the question, answered Yurik, with a touch of annoyance in his voice, - did I, then, know how to communicate with girls? It was all, hell knows when, right after school.

“And now, then you know how to handle them?” - clarified Vovan.

- Of course! By the hair and in the bed, - answered Yuri sharply, smiling predatoryly. He needed to raise his self-esteem.

“It's clear ... well done,” said Vovan thoughtfully and turned his gaze to Vitka.

- So, you say, did it happen for the first time after the disco? And how did it develop further?

- Yes, everything is standard. She loved tenderness, kisses, there, and all that. He offered her on the staircase, once, she refused. Maybe that's why, and they fled, over time, I, then, was an avid rock-rollers. Although, to be honest, everything was somehow put on its own.

- And now, would you fuck her? - Vova asked directly, and the guys looked at him at the same time, - say, say, do not be shy. I'm just curious, nothing personal.

- Well ... - Vitek thought to answer, - if she were not against it, then I probably ...

“I’d fuck her,” Vovan finished for him, “and would you be Yurik if she offered you?”

Yurik, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, began to get up, but having thought again, he sat back.

“More confident, more confident,” Vovan encouraged him.

- I, perhaps, would take revenge for what united us. If of course it would be her, it did not hurt.

Vovan clapped his hands loudly, rubbing them together.

- Good! By the way, Vitek, you wanted to know what I have, now, with Katka?

- Yes, how does she live? And how are you with her? - agreed Vitek. There was an exchange of courtesies.

- It will be easier to show than to tell. Yurik give me the remote control here, right next to you, on the couch.

Yurik handed the remote and Vovan, having spent a few seconds with the buttons, switched to the divyuk. Having done it, turned on the TV.

- Well, look while a small filmets. Then we agree.

On the screen, there were a few seconds of interference, and then it began. Under the vigorous Mouzon, there was a video sequence mixed with photographs.

At first, everything was quite harmless. Here Katka walks down the street in skinny jeans and a light raincoat up to the knees, so she smiles and says gentle words to the camera, kisses her. She is already in the apartment, near Vovan. She is wearing a light blouse, she puts her hands on her chest, plays them a little, strokes them while working on the camera. He bares his shoulder, dances, eats strawberries from Vova’s hands. The dialogue begins, fragments. Shooting is mounted from several angles. And then it started ...

The boys looked at the screen, and Vova, with interest, looked behind them, attaching to the beer bottle.

She is in shorts, in the arms of Vovan, he is pawing her. Squeezes the buttocks.

- You flog before sex or after, - asks Vovan.

“Until,” she replies in a fluttering half-whisper, and rubs her nipples against him, clinging to him. To be taller, she is standing on her toes, trying to kiss him.

He pulls her neck down, puts cancer, presses the body to the floor, it is already without panties. He stands, leaning on his chest and knees, his hands in front of him, half-bent at the elbows. Close up, showing her naked crotch.

Yurik crossed his legs and opened his mouth. Vitek just froze, with a bottle of beer in his hands, slightly leaning forward.

Vova stands above her, holding her bare body between her legs. Pulls the belt out of his pants. Holds, several times, with his hand over the open crotch. Holding Katka, with one hand, behind a thin waist, she begins to backhand, one after the other, with a belt on the ass. She barely tugs at her, only bends her back more, her legs divorced.

- You still, - says Vova, - and the belt, backhand, once again, falls on her ass, leaving red marks. She starts to moan after each stroke. A wide strap falls on the inside of the butt apart.

“Punish me,” Katka says, choking, clinging to the floor.

After a couple of dozen beats, her moans become loud, she, barely audible, says to Vovan:

- Fuck me.

He, deadpan, continues to beat her with a belt, even harder. She almost lies down on the floor with a bulging ass, wriggling a little, like a lizard.

- Ass sticking out, rubbish. Faster.

She bit her lip and quickly kneels, pressing her breasts to the floor, her outstretched hands clenched into fists. Receives some more banging blows, twisting his ass.

“Enough with you,” says Vova, throwing off the belt. Leans down, for some time is pawing Katkina ass, admiring his work - then you will pour out, bitch.

He sits on a chair, and she is facing him, sitting on top of her cunt on the dick. Vova holds her waist with her strong hands, waving her back. The movement begins. She presses against him, rubs against him with his whole body, holds him by the shoulders, looks at him. They kiss.

Yurik froze, and did not seem to breathe, Vitek also turned into a statue, putting, just in case, a bottle on the table.

Vova lifts Katka and smacks his palm on a torn ass:

- Go to the sofa ....