Author: ElyVanity 
Title: Diamond In The Rough 
Part: 1 
Summary: An orphan boy starts getting groomed by his new older brother.
Keywords: m15b9, Mm15, ws, piss, reluc, oral, anal

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Disclaimer - This is entirely a work of fiction. Please do not
attempt any of this in real life. If it is not legal for you to
read this where you are, then leave as I have not intended to
distribute this work to places where it is illegal to read this
material.

Note Regarding Langauges - A lot of this story is from the point
of view of a boy that doesn't start out speaking English. All the
dialogue is the english translation of what is being said unless
noted otherwise (ie I'll say when he speaks English otherwise he
is speaking Ukranian) or the point of view is obviously from one
of the characters fluent in english.

Diamond In The Rough - 1 by Ely Vanity

  Juri woke up confused, unsure of where he was. He was in a
strange bed; it was soft with smooth, luxurious sheets. This was
not his hard bed with its scratchy sheets that he was used to in
the orphanage. It took him a second to remember that he was in a
hotel bed with his new brother, Denis. A small amount of light
spilled out from the bathroom to dimly illuminate the room. Juri
was afraid to sleep in complete darkness, so their first night in
the room Denis offered to turn on the light in the bathroom and
leave the door cracked to provide some light.

  Juri heard a soft moan, and he felt the bed rocking slightly.
He turned and saw Denis lying on the bed naked. The older boy had
pushed the covers off and was lying on his back, stroking his
hard seven inch [18cm] cock. The nine-year-old orphan had first
met Denis, and his new American parents, two months ago when they
toured his orphanage. They were there to meet with children that
were available for adoption in the hopes of adding another child
to their family. The family consisted of Martin Jones, his wife
Anna, and Denis, their adopted son, plus they had an adult son
named Paul. Denis was fifteen and had been adopted from this same
orphanage six years early. Denis was fluent in English,
Ukrainian, and Russian, so he served as the family's translator.

  Juri had long ago given up on ever being adopted. His mother
had been a prostitute and a meth addict. The boy did not know who
his father was since his mother could not be sure which of the
many men she slept with had gotten her pregnant. Juri had been
born premature and underweight as a result of his mother's
crystal meth use during the pregnancy. His mother went into rehab
and eventually regained custody of him when he was six months
old. She stayed clean for a couple years before back sliding and
using drugs again; this time becoming addicted to heroin. When
Juri was five, she overdosed and died. Juri ended up in the
orphanage when the government was not able to locate any
relatives that would take him in. He had a host of issues,
including a learning disability, attention deficit hyperactivity
disorder, panic attacks, and trouble controlling his bladder
whenever he got too excited or anxious.

  During the family's first visit to the orphanage, they had
selected several boys and girls between eight and ten to
interview. They spent some supervised time with each one to help
determine if any of the boys or girls would be a good fit for
their family. Denis and Juri felt a connection instantly and
quickly bonded. When Denis told Juri that they wanted to adopt
him, Juri got so excited that he lost control and wet himself.
Having an accident in front of the family that he hoped would
adopt him triggered a panic attack, as Juri was sure that they
were going to change their minds upon seeing him wet himself. It
took several minutes for Denis to calm him down and reassure him
that he didn't need to worry. Denis let Juri know the family had
been told about all his problems before they asked to adopt him.

  After that visit, the family had to leave as the adoption
process worked its way through the bureaucracy. They returned a
week ago to finish the adoption process and take custody of the
nine-year-old boy. The four spent the last week staying in one of
the finest hotels in Kiev as a sort of trial adoption before it
became official. They toured the city and bought Juri new
clothes, shoes, and luggage. Well, that is how Juri, Denis, and
their father, Martin, spent the day. Anna, his new mother, did
not accompany them when they went out on the town; she preferred
to spend her time at the hotel's luxury spa and shopping on her
own. Tonight was their last night in the city. Tomorrow they
would have one more interview with the adoption authorities, and
then, assuming everything was in order, they would depart for the
US.

  Juri lay still and watched the older boy masturbate. Denis was
5'8" [1.65m] and weighed a hundred and forty-five pounds [66kg].
He still had a little bit of baby fat but was not chubby. He had
shaggy light brown hair with naturally blond sun-bleached
highlights. It was the type of hair that was blond when he was
younger but was getting darker as he grew older. It hung down to
eyes, over his ears, and almost reached his shoulders. Denis had
hazel eyes that appeared to change color depending on what shirt
he wore or what colors were around him. His body was hairless
except for a small patch of short brown pubic hair above his
thick cock and a few stray hairs on his large ball sack and in
his butt crack.

  Juri had seen Denis naked several times as the young teenager
had a habit of walking around their hotel room naked. During
their week together, Juri did his best not to get caught staring
at Denis's plump four inch [10cm] soft cock. The outline of the
large head was visible underneath the foreskin. Denis also had a
nice round butt and he liked to shake it as he danced around
their room listening to music on expensive headphones plugged
into his smartphone.

  Juri almost jumped when Denis reached over and grabbed his
small hand, pulling it over and placing it on his hard dick.
"stoke it for me," whispered Denis. Juri wrapped his hand around
his new brother's dick and slowly started jacking him off. The
older boy bucked his hips up and down, fucking the boy's small
hand. Denis moaned in pleasure and it only took a few strokes to
cause him to shoot his load of teen cum over his stomach.

  Juri pulled his hand away quickly; he was a bit disgusted by
Denis's cum. He was shocked when Denis reached down and started
scooping it up off his stomach and then licking it off his
fingers. After Denis had cleaned his stomach, he turned and
looked at Juri. "I hope you will not tell anyone about this. They
may not let you come home with us if they find out," he warned.

 "I won't tell anyone," replied Juri.

 "You promise?" asked Denis.

  "Yes, I promise. I swear I won't tell anyone," responded Juri.

  "Thank you Juri. I love you little brother," said Denis as
leaned over and kissed Juri on the forehead.

  Juri smiled. "I love you too, brother," he said. Even though he
felt confused and conflicted by what just happened, he idolized
the older boy and would not do anything that would risk getting
Denis in trouble, or ruin his chances of joining his new family.

  Denis got up, went to the bathroom, and used a wash cloth to
make sure he was really clean. He then returned to their shared
bed and climbed back in. He pulled the covers back over himself,
then spooned up against Juri's back. The younger boy could feel
the boy's fat cock pressing against his butt through the thin
cotton of his underwear. Denis softly ran his hand up and down
Juri's side, from the boy's waist to his knee. He did that a
couple of times before sliding his hand down and resting it on
the pouch in the underwear created by Juri's small genitals. It
took a few minutes but eventually Juri fell asleep in his
brother's embrace.

***

  "Juri, wake up," said Denis as he gently rubbed Juri's
shoulder. When Juri woke up, he felt a cold wetness against his
crotch, abdomen, and upper thighs. He started to panic as he
realized he had wet the bed. "Don't worry, it's okay Juri," said
Denis, "We need to get up and strip the bed, then wash up. It
will be okay, I promise."

  The nine-year-old boy couldn't think clearly as all he could
think about was that his new family wouldn't want to adopt a bed
wetter, even though Denis had said that they knew about his
problems. Being confronted by the reality of it could cause them
to change their minds. He curled up into a ball and started
crying; he was so ashamed of himself. Denis got up and dragged
the comforter  and top sheet onto the floor. He pulled up the
corners of the fitted sheet and the layer of quilted padding
underneath the sheet. Beneath the thick padding was a plastic
cover protecting the mattress.

  "Juri, look. The mattress will be fine. Everything that's wet
can be washed. Nothing is ruined; it's no big deal," explained
Denis. He helped Juri to his feet and led the sobbing boy into
the bathroom. He told Juri to brush his teeth, then turned and
started the shower, playing with the controls to get the
temperature right.

  Juri looked in the mirror and sobbed. He hated what he saw
reflected back at him, a skinny runt in pissed soaked underwear.
His brown hair was messy and uneven, butchered by one of the
supervisors at the orphanage that thought he knew how to cut
hair. His teeth were crooked and there were gaps were an upper
and lower incisor had recently fallen out. He was small for his
age, only four feet [1.2m] tall and only weighed about fifty
pounds [23kg]. He was so skinny that his ribcage appeared
disproportionately large and all of his ribs were visible. He
started shaking as he cried.

  Denis stepped up behind him and made eye contract with Juri in
the mirror. He put his hands on the boy's bony shoulders and
pressed his front against Juri's back. "What's wrong?" he asked.

  "I'm scared," said Juri trembling.

  "What are you scared of?" asked Denis.

  "That you and your parents won't like me, and won't want to
keep me. I'm ugly and worthless. I'm a baby that pees his pants
and wets the bed. Your mother and father will find the bedding
and know they made a mistake in picking me. They will send me
back to the orphanage and no one will ever love me," said Juri.
The trembling got worse as he spoke and he started to
hyperventilate.

  "Juri, I love you and I won't let them send you back. I think
you are cute. You have nice wavy brown hair that starts to curl
at the ends when it gets long. Your bright blue eyes are very
pretty with long dark lashes; I wish mine were that pretty. You
have a cute button nose and thick full lips, much thicker than my
lips. Sure you are skinny, but a few months of eating real food
will change that. When we get you home the doctor will give you
some medicine that will help make you grow taller if you need it.
I used to be as short and as thin as you when I was adopted. Now
Father is always making me do extra exercises so I don't get fat.
And as for wetting the bed, don't worry; it's just pee, and pee
doesn't hurt anything if you clean it up. I used to have the same
problem," said Denis trying to comfort the boy.

  "You did?" asked Juri, the doubt obvious in his high pitched
voice.

  Denis smiled down at Juri and played with his hair, "Yes, in
fact, I'll tell you a secret. I sometimes still wet myself. At
home I sometimes have to wear a diaper to bed just in case. When
we travel I make sure not to drink too much water at night and
always piss right before going to bed. So don't be scared. Now
let's brush our teeth and then we will clean you up so we can go
get breakfast, okay?"

  The older boy's words helped to calm Juri down and he regained
control of his breathing. Denis stepped next to him and they
brushed their teeth. Denis was still naked and Juri stared at the
boy's cock in the mirror. It flopped around, moving from side to
side, as the teen brushed his teeth. Juri remembered how it had
felt in his hand last night, soft and hard at the same time, and
very warm.

  After they were done, Denis knelt down next to Juri and grabbed
the waistband of the boy's piss soaked white briefs. "Here, let's
get these off and get into the shower," he said. He then slowly
pulled them down and held them as Juri stepped out of them. Denis
then tossed the wet underwear into the trash can. "We don't
have time to get them cleaned before we leave," he explained. He
grabbed Juri's shoulders and turned him around to face the
shower. He lightly slapped the boy's butt as he gave him an
order, "Get in."

  Juri got in the shower and turned to pull the shower curtain
closed, but before he could close it, Denis stepped in behind
him. Denis grabbed the edge of the curtain and pulled it closed.
"So little brother, I owe you for last night, first since you
pissed our bed and got me wet, I get to take revenge on you. Turn
around and face me," ordered Denis.

  Juri turned around and saw Denis standing there holding his
soft dick in his hand and pointing it right at him. Before he
could react, a stream of hot yellow piss shot out and splashed
onto his chest. Denis laughed as Juri jumped back in surprise,
then smiled when the boy settled down and stood in place,
submitting to Denis's punishment. The teen moved the stream of
piss down Juri's chest and across his stomach. Then he moved it
down the boy's hip and across his thighs before directing it back
up and spraying the last of his morning piss over Juri's small
cock and balls.

  The little nine-year-old boy blushed. At first he was
humiliated by Denis pissing on him, but then he saw the teen's
cock begin to grow. He looked up and saw that Denis was smiling.
Seeing his new brother happy and getting excited from playing
games with him made Juri feel better. He liked that he was
pleasing Denis.

  Denis shook the last few drops out of his dick by swinging his
hips back and forth, making his dick flop around some more. "See,
there isn't anything wrong with our piss. We just need to make
sure we don't ruin any of the furniture. Now let me clean you up
to say thank you for giving me a hand last night," said Denis. He
grabbed the small boy and dragged him under the spray from the
shower, getting them both completely wet. Then he grabbed the
shampoo and lathered up the boy's hair. He played around and
shaped the hair into a fake mohawk then grabbed the washcloth and
soap to scrub the boy clean.

  After he finished rinsing the boy off, Denis turned off the
water and sat down on floor of the shower in front of Juri. "Are
you sure you can keep a secret?" he asked looking up at a Juri.

  "Yes," squeaked Juri.

  Denis ran his hands up the boy's skinny legs, over his hips and
cupped his tiny butt. He took his right hand and slide it around
to the boy's front, rubbing the bare skin just above the boy's
soft cock. Juri's cock was just over an inch and half [4cm] when
soft and had a long foreskin that hung over the head. Denis
grabbed the little cocklet between a finger and his thumb, and
began to gently rub the head underneath the long foreskin. "You
ever play with yourself?" asked Denis.

  Juri blushed and nodded his head. He had been taught by the
priests that ran the orphanage that it was a sin for boys to play
with their dicks, but he still occasionally rubbed himself when
he was alone. He had often heard the older boys talk about how
much fun it was, so had tried it a couple times.

  "Is it okay if I do this?" asked Denis.

  Juri was nervous but he nodded his head yes. Denis continued to
play with the little dick, causing it to grow to its full three
inch [7.5cm] length. When Juri was erect, the head of his dick
just barely peaked out from underneath the long foreskin.

  There was a short knock on the door between the boys' bedroom
and the main room of the suite. It was quickly followed by the
sounds of the door opening and their father's voice. The only
word Juri recognized though was "hello." He immediately got
scared that they would get caught and looked down at Denis.

  The older boy smiled reassuringly at him and whispered, "It is
alright." He got up off the floor of the shower, pulled the
curtain back and spoke loudly to his father in English. Juri
recognized the English word "Dad", which was what Denis called
their father Awhen talking to him. Denis grabbed a towel and
handed it to Juri, then grabbed one for himself. The boys were
drying themselves off when their father opened the door to the
bathroom. He stood there for a second and just admired the boys'
naked bodies.

  Martin Jones was a good looking man in his early forties. He
was five foot ten inches [1.8m] tall and fairly lean, being in
decent shape for a forty-two year old. He had short brown hair
styled in a very professional looking manner, parted on the side
and trimmed over the ear, blended in the back. He had a short
neatly trimmed beard that was just starting to get a few gray
hairs in it. He was wearing one of the hotel provided bathrobes.
His green eyes gave Juri a quick once over and he smiled at the
boy who stood in the shower, hiding his erection behind his
towel. He turned and spoke to Denis, motioning back towards the
bedroom with his thumb. Juri heard his name mentioned a couple
times as they talked. Martin nodded at Denis then turned and
looked at Juri. He knelt down, called out the boy's name and held
out his arms.

  Denis quickly let Juri know what was going on, "He asked about
the bedding, and I let him know what happened. He isn't upset. He
had the hotel put special protection on the mattress because he
knew you might have an accident. He wants you to know that we
still want you and he wants to give you a hug"

  Juri quickly wrapped the towel around his waist and almost fell
down in his rush to get out of the shower and hug the man. Martin
wrapped Juri up in his arms when he got close and pulled the boy
tightly against him. Juri started crying again, but this time it
was because he was so happy. He used some of the little English
he knew, repeating "Dad" and "Thank You" over and over.

  Martin kissed the boy on the top of the head and gently
caressed his bare back before standing up and leading him back
into the bedroom. Denis followed them, using his towel to dry his
hair as he walked, not bothering to cover himself. Their mother
stood in the doorway to the bedroom. She was already dressed and
ready to go to breakfast. She was wearing designer blue jeans and
an expensive black blouse. Anna was a couple years younger than
Martin and was very attractive. She had long black hair, pale
skin and fine features. She surveyed the room and frowned. She
said something to Martin who nodded and said, "Yes."

  Denis spoke to Juri, "Mother is hungry and wants to go down to
the dinning room to get breakfast, but doesn't want to eat alone.
Why don't you get dressed and go to breakfast with her while
father and I take care of the mess here. Is that alright with
you?"

  Juri blushed, embarassed again about wetting the bed and also
feeling a bit guilty that Denis and his new father would have to
clean up after him. Denis's smile calmed him though, and he
agreed. He quickly got dressed, turning his back to his new
family as he pulled on a clean pair of underwear. Martin handed
him a pair of shorts and a polo shirt. He put on the clothes, a
pair of white socks, and a pair of brand new Nike shoes that they
had bought for him yesterday. When he was ready to go, he walked
over and stood in front of the woman that would be his new
mother. She did not even glance down at him, instead she looked
over at her husband and rolled her eyes. She turned and walked
through the main room of the suite towards the door to the hotel
hallway. When she neared the door she barked out in Ukrainian,
"Come boy."

  "Yes mother," replied Juri in the same language and rushed
after her. His mother knew how to say a few words and phrases in
Ukrainian, but was not fluent. She led the way down to the hotel
dining room not bothering to say anything else to the boy on the
way. When they got down to the dinning room, she said something
to the host, who led them to a table. The pair ate breakfast in
silence. At one point Juri tried to say a few things in his
broken English, but Mrs. Jones had simply said "quiet" in
Ukrainian and continued to read on her computer tablet as she
drank her coffee. The experience of having to remain seated and
stay quiet while dining alone with his new mother was very
stressful for the hyperactive boy.

***

  Up in the boy's hotel room, as soon as the door out of the
suite closed behind Anna and Juri, Martin turned to Denis, "Sooo,
what happened?"

  Denis grinned. "He finally had an accident. I'd been hoping he
would have one on his own, but last night before going to bed I
made sure he drank a lot of water. He reacted just like you said
he would, he flipped out and thought we would return him for
being defective. It was so cute. He is so happy to be coming with
us. I'm positive he won't say anything. Last night I made sure to
shake the bed enough to wake him up while I was jacking off. He
just laid there and watched at first. When I reached over and
grabbed his hand and put it on my dick, he didn't resist. I told
him to jack me and he did," said Denis.

  "Did he say anything when you ate your cum?" asked Martin. He
reached his hand inside his robe and started to fondle his dick.

  "Nope. I thought about offering him a taste but figured I'd
take it slow. I didn't want to rush him," said Denis smiling. He
walked over and dropped to his knees in front of his father. He
reached up and replaced his father's hand with his own.

  "Was something happening this morning when I came in?" asked
Martin.

  "Yes. I took him into the bathroom and stripped him. I told him
we needed to clean him off and that there wasn't anything wrong
with pee. In the shower I told him I need to pay him back for
getting me wet last night. I pissed all over his chest, stomach,
legs and his little dick and balls. It was so hot," said Denis.
By this time Martin's dick had reached its full nine inches
[23cm] and was rock hard. Unlike the boys, Martin was
circumcised. Denis leaned in and took the fat head into his
mouth, running his tongue around the crown. While he sucked on
the head, he jacked his adopted father's dick, hoping to coax
some precum out of it.

  "You sure he won't say anything?" repeated Martin.

  "Abso-fucking-lutely. He won't say anything. He promised me
several times he will keep it secret. He knows that if he does
say anything that he won't get to come home with us. He doesn't
want to go back to the orphanage; I know I didn't. That's why I
didn't say anything about what I did with Paul before you took me
home," said Denis.

  "Good. Now go grab his wet underwear and join me in the master
bedroom," order Martin.

  Denis got up, went into the bathroom and retrieved Juri's wet
underwear from the trash can. He held it up to his nose and took
a took a big sniff, then hurried out of the bathroom to go met
his father in the master bedroom.

  Martin was standing naked at the foot of the king sized bed.
The covers were slightly messed up on either side of the bed but
were undisturbed in the middle of the large bed. He held out his
hand towards his fifteen-year-old lover. Denis placed the damp
underwear in the waiting hand. "Get on the bed, on your back,
knees up," ordered Martin.

  Denis jumped onto the bed, rotating in mid-air to land on his
back. He pulled his legs up, pressing his knees into his hairless
armpits. Martin climbed onto the bed and placed the underwear
over Denis's face. He lifted the teen's ass and devoured the
boy's hole. Denis started to moan as his father rimmed him and
worked his tongue deep into his asshole. Denis was used to
getting fucked almost daily, but during the last week he had only
been fucked one other time, so he was very horny. The lone fuck
had come late at night when his father slipped into his room and
woken him up. His father had fucked him standing up in the
shower, pinning him against the wall as he pounded his long thick
cock into the teen.

  Martin pulled his face out of the boy's ass and spit on the
hole. Denis pushed out a couple times, flexing his asshole,
making it wink at his adopted father. Martin reached over to the
nightstand and grabbed a small bottle of complementary hand
lotion. He smeared some on his dick, then shoved his cock into
the teenager's ass.

  Denis gasped and cried out from the rough entry. "Shut up boy,"
growled Martin. He reached up and grabbed the underwear off of
the boy's face. "Open up," he commanded. Denis obeyed. He had
long ago learned never to refuse his father. Martin balled the
piss soaked underwear up and shoved it into his son's mouth. A
small amount of piss was squeezed out and trickled down Denis's
throat.

  "I love hearing you cry out from a rough fucking, but we don't
want everyone in the hotel hearing," said Martin. He resumed
slamming in and out of Denis's ass as the teen focused on chewing
on the underwear in his mouth to keep from crying out. Juri's
piss filled his mouth as he sucked it out of the boy's underwear.

  Martin put the boy's legs up on his shoulder so he could pile
drive his cock into the boy's ass. He knew he had to hurry. Anna
would only put up with babysitting Juri for so long. Martin knew
that if she got upset, she might take it out on Juri. While she
would do her best to not scare the boy off, her willingness to
cooperate with her husband's schemes had its limits.

  Denis was so horny from playing around with Juri that morning
that he did not last long. "Omph, umph, urgh," he groaned as he
shot his load all over his stomach without touching his cock.

  The spasming of the teen's ass pushed Martin over the edge.
Normally he would be able to fuck Denis for an hour or more
before coming, but normally he fucked the boy at least once a
day. He pressed his cock as far into the boy as he could as he
shot his pent up load into the boy's ass, coating the insides
with his cum. He sighed as he rolled off and lay next his hot
teenage slut.

  Denis knew that his job wasn't done. He took the underwear out
of his mouth before scooping up his own cum from his stomach and
licking it off his fingers. Once he had cleaned up his cum, he
rolled over and took his father's softening dick into his mouth,
cleaning off the residual cum, lotion, and traces of his ass.

  Denis returned the underwear to the trash can in his bathroom
then took a shower. When he was dressed, he met his father in the
main room and the two headed down to the dinning room for
breakfast.  On their way down to the restaurant, Martin gave
Denis some instructions on what he needed Denis to do when they
got to the airport.

  They arrived at the dining room just as Anna was getting up
from the table. She looked over at them and said, "Good, you can
have him back now. I'm going to go finish packing. You two better
eat quickly, you need to get him to his appointment on time if
you are going to make our flight." It was clear from her tone
that she would be on that flight with or without the rest of the
family.

  "You're as charming as always Anna," replied Martin. Anna
smiled and blew him a kiss. She turned and looked down at Juri,
smiled and said, "stay" in Ukrainian, like he was a dog, then
walked out of the dinning room and headed back up to the room.

  Martin decided to get their breakfast to go since he could tell
that Juri was getting anxious and couldn't sit still much longer.
The family spent the rest of the morning packing. They checked
out and took a taxi to the ministry building to get the final
clearance to take Juri out of the country