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Chapter 2. Enslavement

2.01

Wheels spinning at a breakneck pace. Black metallic groomed body lished in the sun, the wind blown by high velocity. A car went so smoothly and quietly that Vaska just fell asleep in the soft leather chair. The brothers lived in the countryside, away from the noise of the business districts and close to nature. Because of the way the university has held for 40 minutes and then for an hour, if get into toffee. In the car, the music was playing, she screamed, and no one spoke. Vlad ruled quietly and watching the road, and the irrepressible brother, sitting next, twitching, danced, sang and spun in his chair, as if it was a frying pan. The first minutes of stay in the spacious cabin rocked villager. He's cooler of old BMW or Ford never sat. Well, even trolleys, trams yes rural tractor-harvesters. And then a real cool car, which smelled as well as in the kitchen at Vaskina mothers and the holidays. Guys like to move the body and to hear the creaking of the leather seats hammering. This was nothing special, but for some reason it amused Vaska. And he liked to spend bare hand on the skin, some unusual and pleasant feeling. In general, provincial kayfovat least his newfound friend in the front. In the box flew home, kiosks, gas stations, billboards ...

- This is your home?

Vasya did not believe it at first, because such palaces had seen only in movies. A two-storey house behind a high three-meter fence. Huge yard, and everywhere the ground is not wet as it has in the village, and the smooth and lush green grass. Around automatic sprinklers worked. Various outbuildings and hozinventar completely different type than rural. And a minitractor! Near the village Vaska never had even his own room, and then ... How cool live brothers, still, I thought provincial.

- Fish under pivasik - song!

Already home Artem threw his guest a jar of cold drink and handed a bag with dried tuna. Vaska in the house was even more shocked. Mansions! Heavenly place! They live the same people! In the kitchen, TV, TV in every room! Junior sat on the sofa and began klatsat through channels pohlebyvaya his beer. I strike up a conversation about everything. Basically, said Temko. Vlad joined a little later and was clearly not as good-natured as his brother. And Vaska, he just was in shock and he understood everything in a fog. Yes, and it hopped beer head. But if something is poured - it also requires the entry ago. Because already after 30 minutes, finishing his second jar, Vaska asked to use the toilet. There he went, like a museum, feeling the walls and looking at all sorts of accessories. Do compare it with its rural hole in the street? But the interesting thing happened in the kitchen.

- Temych, are you sure about this? Or is this another one of your crazy idea? - Vlad boomed. - No-o! I wish it was him! He walks around. I want, I want! - Okay, take it ...

Returning to the kitchen, Vaska heard snatches of conversation, but did not attach any significance to it. He already and walked with difficulty, because drank little and rarely. Houses were once, and in the capital, not for that. Because hops took it quickly and concretely.

- Basil! And you want to live as we are? - Temka giggled. - Yes ... - I replied sadly peasants.

Junior whispered something in the ear of his brother, and they both laughed. Vaska was frightened that they neigh with him. It differed from the provincial majors completely around. Starting from the behavior and dress up. He was miserable rag trampled sneakers. And here Temka crossed his legs and his fashionable shoes just sparkling originality and high cost.

- I like sneakers? - Vlad asked, seeing as Vaska staring at his brother shoes. - Of course, they're cool! You probably hate my side. I'm a bum ...

Vaska unexpectedly issued a sentence which he feared revelations. But as they say, Ostap suffered. He said that there is no money, and that the mother sends only enough for food and travel and stipend is to pay the hostel. The peasant did not know why it says, but his mouth just was not closed.

- So like my shoes? - Asked Artem. - Yeah ... - You ask and they will give you Temych. Look, new, bought the day before yesterday. - Vlad became unusually active and different from themselves. Sullenness disappeared, there was some kind of imperiousness. - I'll still buy jeans! - Temka giggled, seeing as Vaska is compressed more and more. - No, really, this is a very expensive gift ... I can never repay ... - I mumbled embarrassed guest.

Guys neighing. Dessert table where tusila campaign was low. Artyom sat in a vulgar pose and wink Vaska. And majeure leg was close to peasant can of beer. The kid started demonstratively waving feet, paying attention to the shoes.

- Ha! Chudilo! Nafig us your money! - Laughed Artem. - You ask, and I will give.

Vaska is also very much like to look like his new friends. these sneakers especially liked him. They were unusual: gray with a mesh and bright red accents. The design looked harmoniously and could not please anyone. Later Temka said it is "firm" - "Air". And the peasants decided, driven by alcohol in the blood.

- Give me those shoes, please ... - The phrase learn a little crumpled and confused, and Vaska cheeks lit up in red, exactly the same as inserts on sneakers. - No-o, it is not convincing!

Mazhory fun and mocked with provincial. Temka even put your foot on glass table, directly in front of Vaska, sliding the beer can. Sock shoe was just a few inches from the face guest.

- Ask convincingly and I'll add another t-shirt! - Vlad smiled from his brother words. - Tom, give me, please, my sneakers. - Vaska tried to say everything clearly and precisely. - I got up on my knees and kiss the foot! - Just suddenly and sharply ordered Vlad. - Well!

Vaska did not realize what he should do, but the joke ... If Vlad Senior ... Vaska said he was afraid a bit. And therefore, do not understand what makes, obeyed the order and slid off the couch on his knees, his lips once right in front of the shoe sole.

- Ltd! Gee-s-s!

Artem whinnied and began to shoot video on the phone. Vaska tried to protest, initially covered his camera, then began to climb back, realizing he had made a foolish, but a new, Vlad did not let him do it.

- Stand! - Biting slap Elder flew into the peasant's head directly on the cone of the night hit. - Kiss the foot, bitch!

Seeing no other way out, Vasya gently touched his lips to the sneaker. Artem, in response, roughly poked the toe in his mouth, hurt banging on the front tooth, and even breaking the gum. At villager leaked blood. Younger did not stop and he began thrusting his foot in his mouth the victim, causing the Vaska open as widely as possible. We got to stick boy cross 5 centimeters inside. So Vaska stood for about a minute, and all the fun and Temka fotkal his victim. In peasant tears flowed from his eyes, but he did not dare oppose the will of the majors.

- Well done! Hare torture him!

Vlad was replaced at the mercy of cruel and offered Vaska back on the sofa. Provincial sat silently, wiping the blood on his lip, and banishing the unpleasant taste of the earth and the rubber soles of his mouth. Vlad handed Vaska unfinished beer and smiled, staring into his eyes.

- Why are you! - Artemka included his favorite "idiot." - We're just joking! - One hundred pounds! - Supported the senior. - Come to my room - you will choose the coolest clothes!

Artem again became kind and friendly as before and Vaska pulled to the second floor. Door huge mirrored cabinet on the wall slid to the side and front of Vaska's eyes were shelves with neatly folded items. Side hung the jacket and shirt, standing at the bottom of half a dozen pairs of shoes. It was a clothing store. Temka thought for a moment and began to get a T-shirt, shirt, jeans, and, finally, running shoes, it is the kind that were on it - it was their two pairs.

- We go to the same - Junior chuckled.

Vaska was still silent, and did not understand how to conduct itself. Whether to forgive and forget, or leave immediately. But veschepad forced to choose provincial greedy side and swallow the insult. Vaska the money and does not accumulate in a year, and here ...

Artemka jumped on the bed and patted his hand close, inviting and villager. The huge square bed with a white veil and a mirror in the headboard was like a palace of Louis of the French (no matter what the account). Vaska cautiously sat on the edge, for fear of soiling their worn rags white bed. A Temka climbed to his feet and took the phone.

- Now we find out how my chmoshnik there! - Major something got chatting and a minute later got a photo. - Zazyr, he was still sitting in the toilet!

Artem laughed and fell on his back. Vaska took the phone and saw a picture of the student, whose kid chmoril morning in the university toilets. This poor man made his selfie in the cabin toilet, standing in front of the toilet, with a deflated to bottom pants, completely naked to the ankle. On hair could see dried mud face was broken (probably Artem several times hit foot on the nose and lips). chmoshnik look reveals his complete humility and downcast.

- No, well, Che? He had come to the cleaning last night - did not come. I shall punish? - Type justified Artem, lying on the pillow. - And you have it as a cleaning lady? - Finally, Vaska said. - Servant! Our.

2.02

The campaign moved to the back yard. It was a large area with high fence that conceal what is happening here from prying eyes. In the center there was a well-groomed lawn, a little to the right of the mini-fountain, gazebo and left in the bush, where he settled brothers and their guest. But before that, Artem kept his promise and fully clothed Vaska in new clothes, from head to toe. At first, the boy drove his provincial friend to the guest room to the shower. Vaska was obedient small and therefore not very indignant: Say - did.

- Well, you can see for yourself - the ideal candidate! - I Admired Junior, communicating with his brother, until the guest was swimming. - I agree, we will take - slyly grinned Vlad. - Only I beg you, Temych not drive it fast as you are able. Let me live ...

While peasants bathed, Artemka managed not only to communicate with his brother, but also quietly stole that stuff. Coming out of the shower stall, Vaska found that none were found. His old jeans, shirt and shoes was not simple. The guest had no choice, like going to Artem, with cords only one towel. The hostel always had problems with hot water, and there could be plenty of splashing even in boiling water. Steamed and happy, but a little embarrassed, Vaska shuffled through the hallway into the room a new friend. Wet footprints imprinted on the feet on the floor, but it was so nice to walk and unusual - everything shone with cleanliness. Vaska knocked and looked to Temko.

- Come in, come come!

Villager timidly stepped into the room and before the brothers appear almost naked beautiful young body. Vaska hesitated on his feet, and was in no hurry to pass inside, and the boys were sitting on the bed. Artemka with crazy smile looked to buy and did not hide his interest. Vlad was more restrained, he nibbled hazelnuts and slyly from under lobya, looked at Vasya. A drop of water fell from the tip of the hair and quickly swept from the forearm to the very nipple. Vaska it caused a pleasant sensation, making the skin in the place was the goose.

- That stuff I can not find her, - mumbled peasants. - Those rags? I threw them, and broke! - Glad Artem has reported. - But ...

Before Vaskina eyes again opened the closet and became a major to get in the queue firmovye things. T-shirt UnderArmor, jeans Levis, a poor man desired gray-red Avia running shoes. At the end of Temka fumbled on the top shelf and pulled out a baseball cap RogerFederer.

- In the now zashib!

Artemka bypassed his "dummy" around, looking at the one on all sides. And Vaska was not breathing, he was in a fairy tale, which still could not believe it. Completely new things, even the smell of the packaging and in such pleasant feelings. Not that it is cheap synthetics. Suddenly, the peasants felt a slight tingling, then tickling in the groin area, and realized with horror that he ... drip! New shorts trunks Artem already become dirty. From this awareness Vaska vspolyhnuli cheeks.

- I ... I need to use the toilet, I quickly!

It was the first time in his life, when he received an orgasm from scratch. Vaska, though considered a virgin, but jerked off for a long time, and happened three times a day, and it happened a week without rukobludstva treated. But so wear new clothes and obkonchatsya! Are the boys every time such a thrill experience?

-I Changed my mind, take off your shirt!

Team Artem scared Vaska. Major wants to take things back? That's a bummer! But the guest obediently threw his hands up and pulled off his light gray thing. The kid, meanwhile, has crept up behind him and straight into the machine vzhiknul ear hair clippers. His next step was herself a haircut. Artemka generally not interested in the views of provincial rode tool on the head, leaving a narrow strip shaved.

- Hey, do not!

Vaska bucked and jumped to the side, a little pushing Artem hands. Payment overtook him instantly. Vlad, sitting on the other side, on the chair, immediately became close and made slicing down by the poor feet. Senior Temka not, he was well-trained, including in the martial arts, it is always necessary to fight for a brother to him. Junior will Trouble and shaking his fists - Vlad. And it was impossible to say that the Elder did not like it.

Villager immediately fell to the floor and got blunt heel kick in the lower back. It was painful, but even more frightening and incomprehensible.

- What is your opinion of someone asking a puppy?

This Vlad seemed terrifying. Chest straightened to full, every muscle in the torso came to life and began to move, and the gaze radiated fury. Vaska put on all fours, Artem climbed on his back and began to shave his head machine in this position. Past hairstyle villager was not long, but now it is 5 mm - just like in the army or in jail. The poor man had ever so short haircut and now not unusual chill enveloped her head. For procedure took about 10 minutes, after which Vaska returned to his feet and led to the mirror. Now he seemed quite like himself. Naked torso and short hair villager gave the association is with the army. Just so there's shear and forced to walk naked to the waist.

- Beautifully same! What are you? - Fooled Temka. - All right, let the world!

Junior Vaska reached out to reconcile. He glanced at Vlad. Senior clicked again hazelnuts and squinting looked at the guest leer.

- Yes, Peace, peace! - Vlad grinned. - Or are you against it?

Vaska sensed that something was wrong in this matter, and shook hands with Artem not to run up any more. Now he just realized for myself that it is necessary to run away, and quickly. But if it is not the old things and new escape right now just will not work. How can that be, he is trapped!

2.03

It was close to the evening. The peasant was visiting the new "friends" have four hours and now they were sitting in the yard, Vlad fanned grill and Temka preparing meat for barbecue. The wind blew and then Vaska and his hairless head. And, interestingly, the man began to catch myself thinking that this hairstyle is really kayfovo. Head breathes and it does not look horrible. This is the first time, the habit seemed dumb, and then he examined himself in the mirror. In the new things, with a shaved head - because after all, goes the youth today! Artem, of course, properly done, he started to cut it without permission, but that did not happen do not worry. Maybe not so bad? Vaska was sitting in the gazebo, while the brothers cooked, and pondering. What about Vlad? These beatings ... Although all such Senior brutal and maybe this is normal for him? Dogs, too, bite, and then run together. Maybe Vlad display their emotions so tightly. I do not kill the same and did not do anything terrible, simply tapped. Provincial really wanted to believe that everything is fine, and justify the behavior of the brothers in any way.

- Soon will havchik! - Artem jumped on the bench and reached for a cigarette. - Do you smoke? - Surprised Vaska. - No, yes it is, sometimes. And in general, it is the grass, light. Would you?

Vaska waved his arms and looked suspiciously at his cigarette, which, indeed, was not a factory, and quality hand-rolled cigarette. Junior again took out his phone and write something in the chat. The sound of an incoming message and Temka already bragging to Vaska lohom at the university, who all also sits in the toilet stall, but now sent a selfie on his knees and his head in the toilet polubokom.

- And what, he always listens to you so? - I could not resist Vaska. - Aha! Generally in all. Even when he lay down to sleep, and what havchik to take dinner. - Cool! - And if you want - it will execute any your order. Tell me how it zachmyrit? - Artemka came to life and began to shine. He liked the idea of ​​its own. - In general, anything. - Well ... I do not know anything ... so I can not think of ... - Come on, Basil! Creative!

Provincial really did not want to disappoint his major to another, but in my head really was empty! He did not know what to order and how to order lohu zachmorit.

- Pancake! Well, let them kiss the toilet door handle and so sfotkatsya lap. - Vaska thought it was a brilliant idea!

A few seconds of typing messages in a chat, minutes of waiting, and the face of the peasant phone, where all 5.5 inches of it flaunts ordered photo.

- Kick-Ass! He generally goof? - Vaska began already expressed lexicon his friends. - Full! - Vlad's voice came from far away. - And you have a pin?

Senior pulled away from the barbecue, Vaska turned on and chuckled to himself.

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Chapter 1. Acquaintance

1.01

The street smelled of spring. Karamelevy smell of blossoming flowers of apricot, peach and other trees past the nose to the brain. In a large metropolis, taxation on all sides with asphalt, it is very rare, but next to the hostel was a Vaskina orchard. After all, the building is located on the outskirts of the city, in the area where have not guessed-modern metropolis with futuristic skyscrapers and bold facades. To get to the University of here is not easy, but guys like this place, it is reminiscent of his native village. And those 1.5 hours by public transport ... Vaska often in good weather, walked on foot, especially coming back from school. Firstly, to save money on travel. Indeed, in the capital it was not a penny, and the amount equivalent to the modest breakfast poor student. Secondly, he loved to walk, to observe everything and everyone around and, at the same time to be alone with yourself and your thoughts.

But so far the young man from the provinces had to work elbow to secure a place in the shuttle bus, going to the center. The trolley is even worse, especially when you pass a market where first through the window watching the attack on the transport modernized Mongolian hordes of retirement age, and then press in the wall under the pressure of grandmothers, pulling from the market a huge unmanageable sacks and then complaining about the pressure and "behold, I'll die now". However, should this ailing old woman heard her name in the dynamics trolley stop as valiant forces Ilya Muromets for a couple with agility Alyosha Popovich vzdergivayut sack of bricks on his shoulder and went straight to the street, home. A death ... it will wait the next trip in the bus and the quest "who is the most ill and die" ...

The bus drove young people to work. Firmly, but more or less peacefully. Each of the headphones with your phone or tablet in your virtual reality. And only the physical shell shaking in transport. The price here was like Vas'kin lunch, but today had to go. Then - a dinner will be. Man, because of nightmares and night walks for toilets, I slept through the rise and now in a hurry not to be late for class. Vaska and then rubbed his head, feeling a dull pain from the night hitting the sink. Unlike the others, he was not staring into the smartphone and listen to player. Simply he did not have anything. Normal phone, even in times of lads crimson jackets, had no music playback function, let alone touch screen. Instead, Vaska looked all around. Look ahead is interesting Devchenka. Funny face at her, eyebrows lie as if she was surprised, but 15 minutes riding in a minibus with an expression of surprise and would have to go through. And there's not a bad guy. Vaska was a virgin, in the village did not have much drive and get-togethers. But he noticed that periodically stare more on boys than on girls. The one that was in front was tall, but Vaska drawn face, or rather cheekbones. On the face of 18 years, and have bristles such as a particular 30-year-old man. Sam-Vaska had problems with hairy. Dark-haired, curly, but the vegetation on the body is not enough. He would have to grow a beard, so as not to look like suckers, but the venture was not successful. For many he was considered a child in general, 16 years old, and even the beer is not sold.

Vaska looked at the guy in front and enjoyed his lips. At heart, this villager was still so romantic and esthete, though he did not understand. He would be secular education and Vaska accurately be carried away by modern art, I go to the galleries, considered avant-garde paintings and Impressionist, to give their own assessment. And so - the lips. Cute bull in sports clothes and then licked his lower lip, causing the outside appeared language, so bright, moist and red. Man held on the lip, like a lizard, and hid inside. Hydrated lip began blikovat from the sun through the glass. Lower was plump, with ridges and narrow top, but with a very obvious bow in the middle. Vaska stared and waited for the next time. That language appeared again, shine saliva ... The student, even in the beginning of chest pounding stronger.

For monitoring the guy completely lost in space and did not notice the bus she was in a traffic jam. It was bad, very bad. Now he just late for the first couple. And there is the economy and the teacher, who does not tolerate Vaska and always gets his own bad jokes. The young bespectacled man with a sharp nose. Sam probably 5 years older than this kid, but a brash. Now I have to apologize to him for the delay ...

1.02

- A-la-la-la, la-la, and la-la-la, and la la la la la la la la la!

It was Tom, and fellow student Vaska Major. The kid, who all and in all purple. He came to school on a steep wheelbarrow along with his brother, attended classes, when he wanted, and left late in the middle of a pair and never no one was reprimanded for it. Now Tiomka trudged down the hall of the University player with an apple in his hand and sang, or rather yelled at random, because they do not have a voice, followed by a song with headphones.

- A la la la!

Vaska and Artem met in the corridor. They studied together for six months and visually know each other, but had never talked, not even talking. Villager decided to skip Artem Vlad and his brother were the first in the audience to penetrate together seamlessly. He stopped and looked at Temko, which was a broken gait and stuffed his hands in time to the music. The kid glanced at Vaska, that winked and walked in the door, even without removing the headphones, and without embarrassment, that classes are already under way. But before this Temko did something strange and frightening Vaska - that he slapped on the buttocks. On the surface this was a friendly gesture, but Vaska not Devchenka ...

- Sinister, stand! - The teacher's voice broke villager plans to infiltrate in the total mass. - I'm sorry I'm late ... I Zhidnev instead Sinister ... - His voice was a quiet guy, breaking, and he cringed. - I do not care! What, again slept without shouting rooster or waiting for the morning milk on the market? - The audience exploded with laughter. The man looked at 30 Vaska and grinned with the fact that this bespectacled man humiliates him publicly, and the guy hesitates and blushes. - I've been a long time you have wanted to ask, Sinister ... What have you got there in the village, with the economy? It is not the same, I suppose? Here you go to the neighbor cleaned the coop, and he'll cash or barter - eggs settled?

New audience laughter made Vaska flinch, and his throat guy stepped com.

- You do not think, I for educational purposes only know! - Do not let up economics professor. - I'm not cleaning chicken coops ... - Vaska tried somehow to turn the situation. - You'd know that manual work should be valued more expensive Sinister? That I declare as an expert of the economy. And you just do that? That's what you call me what you're doing in my village and go to a place ...

The economy was to Vaska dark forest, as well as many other items. He came to the university at a preferential quota, a child without a father, on the state budget. But the whole atmosphere ... this is not it. And then there are any questions ...

- I ... I dug wells!

The audience exploded with laughter again! Girls squealed, clapping. The boys were laughing and hooting. Only Vaska was all red and did not know what to do.

- Fantastic! But you did not answer the question. And you're just dumping engaged! That's because of people like you who are willing to do anything for a crumb of bread in our country will never be normal market relations. You need to know the price, and not sold for a ruble. Now go and the guard door before the end of the pair, that here no one else came. Otherwise, you do not put the set-off on the subject. Go, go!

1.03

- Hi! - Hi!

By Artem Vaska he came and spoke first, though previously they had never talked or even greeted at the meeting.

- Digging wells is good. He sucker, do not pay attention! - Oh ... - Vaska smiled embarrassed. Call the teacher lohom ... - I was late ...

Vlad appeared out of nowhere and flashed his eyes at the villager. It was a bull-like that was traveling in a minibus. Sports, heavy-looking and in - he spoke little and his movements seemed overweight, but very verified. If Artemka tossed on a plane, as a lone atom in a chaotic movement, every step of Vlad was purposeful and logical. The guy was older than his brother by 2 years and therefore fully supervised junior, although inferior in many ways just as a small child.

- We are here with Vlad decided to ... - Artem zastrekotal in his usual style. - In short, we invite you today to us. On a visit! Pivasikom turf can something ...

Looking older brother heavy pile hit Younger twice. First to Vlad surprise that he Temko something already decided together. But most of all irritated his phrase about something else turf. Junior sometimes fond of light in drugs and brother did not approve.

- Oh, I ... - Vaska wanted to come up with an excuse to refuse the invitation, but nothing came to mind. - I'm with you?... - Hey, digger, and my well clean it? - From the audience came a group of guys and one of them trolls Vaska, and the others were laughing at all his teeth. - So, stagger out of here, he said! And I am right now is cleaned you!

The last phrase belonged to Artem and Vaska it was so unexpected and impressive ... he blushed again. Cool kid, Major, interceded for him before the same as myself? For him - the wretched peasant? With confusion and a feeling of pride, too, I visited Vaska and he watched the crowd of giggling boys. Now his desire to go on a visit to the brothers was unique!

- Only I have to finish some business, - blurted Temko. - Can you help?

Vlad went to park the car, and Vasya nodded and ran for another new majeure. In your group, Vlad and Tom really was the coolest. Their father was an important chief of the state-level in one of the regions of the country and its sonnies sent to study in the capital. It is clear that no problems with finances or with favor all around the brothers arose and they could do whatever they wanted. And if Vlad could be considered a calm and normal, Artemka spoiled the whole raspberries: fights, problems, parties, various crazy ideas - all this came from the Younger. And now Tiomka walked up the stairs to the floor, and ran after him Vaska to pripryzhku.

Younger Appearance - is as black and white, yin and yang, compared with Vlad. In contrast to the weighty and pumped brother, Artem was hilyakom, dryschom, thin and light, shorter. Call it can not be beautiful, but something memorable, charismatic and attracts in the Major was underage. In its 18 years Tiomka behaved like a child in kindergarten, he was extremely cynical and squinting under the fool, because it is easier: no one will know where you're wrong, and when fooling around when telling the truth, and when joking.

One floor above Vaska expect to see anything, but imagine such a scene could not exactly. At the window, at the end of the corridor was an ordinary student, too, the initial courses and wrote something on your phone. Artemka briskly walked to the student and in silence, without further ado punched to the face. People began to look around, someone sniggered. The student with a discouraged look began to make excuses, but immediately got another slap in the face. This was above Artem parnyaga down and could easily zalomat order on the window sill, but he continued to make excuses. Junior impetus in the neck and kicked in the legs drove his victim in front of the toilet.

- Get up here and not to let anyone in the toilet!

The team was to Vaska, just wanted to get such help from the villager Major. Artemka himself flew in and began to beat the victim, mostly legs. The kid, of course, was particularly strong and dryschem not inflicted injury, but from all looks not so terrible, how beautiful. Vaska obediently stood at the entrance as a guard, but through a small crack in the door for a while spying. Artemka constantly aiming between his legs, and a few times he gets to drive the toe of the shoe in the balls student, causing him to bend double and then rained punches in the face, all the same-toed shoe. The guy was trying not to fall, because sex in the toilet was wet and dirty, but after a few minutes of beating and another blow to the balls, it does not stay on his feet and fell to shit. It is this and sought Artem. Major proud to put his shoes on top of the victim's neck and pulled sharply to face to the floor. Wet sticky and very dirty smelly toilet imprinted on the face of a student who was lying broken and not twitching. Vaska again pounding heart, and inside his pants was hardening. The peasant did not even care what and why Artemka chmorit student, he just watched the scene. Major had his foot on the head, moving to the back of the head on the cheek and a strip of dirt remained on the hair of the student. All clothing accident was also smeared in the toilet moisture, and he was lying and did not move. Next Artemka squatted down in front of a student and became obharkivat to face. Now, viscous liquid was not only from below, but slowly trickled down his cheek and forehead of the victim from above. The kid was doing everything so masterfully, as if doing so every day. When he was tired, he abruptly jumped to his feet, tearing off a foot from the floor for a few moments and flight zasandalil right socks stomach student, he cried out and even more had twisted.

- You sit here until dark, and then pizduesh home. So that no one will chmoshnogo not sleep!

Artem really commanded the student and one for all it was visible, fully obeyed. While Major wash their hands with water and wetting his hair, a student silently crawled into the farthest stall toilet and closed the latch. He was going to spend in the toilet for at least another 6 hours. Temko came out the winner, all shiny and happy.

- What? That's right! - I blurted Major and moved toward the door. - Yes, I ... - Vaska shocked stomped around, not knowing what to say at all.

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Chapter 1. The beginning of time

- To me! All the demons and evil spirits of the underworld rise! I urge you, rather gather! I need you sign in my blood and eat the flesh of others again and again!

The metallic voice from quavering echo overtones was so strong that it hurt the eardrums. Vaska did not feel his body, like a stone, rooted in the ground in front of the monster. But the monster itself did not see the guy. It was not and he was anywhere. Black mist alternated vortex of fire that were flying around, but does not burn the skin. A voice shouted, and its winds strengthened. Only now Vaska felt tremors in his body. Something backed to his throat and he was gasping for breath, when suddenly, a red-hot avalanche hit him. From the cry of the chest, but silent. Air ended, and if it were, come death. Hands all also did not move, they turned to stone, and the like, one head-flying tumbled by fiery sea of ​​hot ashes. There was no pain, only fear and a terrible lack of air. The guy he felt his diaphragm shudders in an attempt to absorb even a drop of oxygen in vain ...

- Hey! Hey! Wake up, come on!

On top, above the eyes loomed Kostik - roommate - and unhappy expression on his face pushed, shoved or rather even Vaska shoulder. Light in the room was only half of the moon lit up the faces Kostya, who seemed very much like a monster from a nightmare Vaskina.

- Let me sleep, but! On the morning of the laboratory, and then you yelling all night.

Unhappy Kostik slipped into his bed and turned his back to the wall, blurted out a couple of unpleasant phrases.

- I ... yes, I do ... just a dream ...

Legs Vaska, already alive and brisk, trying to find slippers on the floor, but their neighbor zafutbolil under most wall under the bed. The guy had to paddle to the toilet barefoot. The foot touched the cold tile and shoulders tightened sharply from discomfort. Vaska was rural and small because neither cold nor hunger he could not scare. Yet comfort and body wanted to rebel against barefoot walk to the toilet.

- All the demons and evil spirits of the underworld rise!

Vaska looked in the mirror at his sleepy face and the voice of the monster again sounded in his ears. Man yawning from ear to ear, and washed, and sat down on the toilet in a strange state, continued to doze off in this position. He was wearing a T-shirt. Common cheapest white T-shirt and boxer shorts. It is not yet snoring Tiny looked fit, tanned and even beautiful. He lived in the village, the only man in the family, where there were once two daughters, the younger brother and mother, without a father. Because all the physical work of the family lay on the shoulders of this kid. And they - the shoulders - from such problems only grew and grew wider. Sports figure and especially muscular legs. Vaska liked to go into the woods looking for mushrooms or berries, one. There he spent most of his free time and reeled kilometer, causing the calf muscles to pump over not less than the players. A seated contours hairy legs look even more attractive and inviting. They were a dream for any futfetishista. Tupougolny big toe caught the eye of its extraordinary form. In humans, the fingers are long and straight, but Vaskina limbs were rounded form as candy lollipop on a stick. Unfortunately, these feet licked only yard dog, though such affection were pleasant patsanenku.

Vaska crashed on its side, completely disable the dream, simultaneously hitting his head on the sink and stuffed myself bump on the skull.

- Demons of the underworld, unhook! - I muttered the boy and made his way back to the bed, slapping his bare feet on the dirty floor ...