Date: Sat, 22 Jun 2013 12:12:14 +0000
From: alfredo garcia <alfredo247@hotmail.com>
Subject: All About Cats (Part 7) Adult Youth

All about cats (part 7)
By
Alfredo Garcia

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It seemed to Alberto's mother that one problem seemed to solve
another. She had overheard her son's passionate conversation with Juan
and the following day her husband told her he wanted to open an office
in New York and would have to move there for at least a year. To his
surprise she readily agreed as she saw it as a way to distance her son
from Juan. Alberto of course objected but what choice does a 13 year
old have against determined parents. Even Juan counseled him not to
object and so reluctantly he set off and his new school in Manhattan
and a fantastically new world captivated him and in the end one year
turned in to five.
Now at aged 18, having just graduated from high school he was to
return to Mexico and the ranch because his grandfather had died.
Alberto could not sleep and in his pajamas went to the kitchen for a
drink. He was still half a sleep and did not put on a light for fear of
disturbing the house. He thought he heard a creak form the ancient
floorboards but before he full comprehended he felt a rough hand over
his mouth and a powerful muscular arm grabbed him around the waist.
 His instinct was to lash out at the aggressor but he was no match. Then
he felt a mouth on his neck and his name whispered in his ear, and he
knew it was Juan. He gasped and the hand round his waist slid up under
his shirt and caressed his bare skin. The hand over his mouth came away
and was replaced by hot hungry lips and a mouth that sucked up his
tongue.  Alberto arched his back and twisted round his neck to return
the passionate kiss as the now freed hands slithered down his torso,
popped the stud that held his pajamas up and groped for his cock as his
pants fell to the floor. He felt Juan's monstrous cock pressing against his
buttocks and he knew he was going to be fucked right there in the hall,
and it was all he wanted in the world.
Right there, flattened against the wall, Alberto was penetrated without
virtually no preliminary.
In just a few seconds Juan lubricate him with his tongue. The passion that
went on between the two former lovers did not admit any delay. At first
Alberto could barely stand the pain, it had been so long since the last
time. But he did not mind the pain, almost preferred it that way, he
needed that Juan punished him for being separated from him so long.
Again and again the brutal pushing of Juan crushed him against the
wall, producing a periodic noise, in line with the moans barely contained
from both. Alberto's nipples twisted, his neck red by wet kisses, and bites.
They stopped only briefly when Alberto turned his face for the lips of her
lover. Deep kiss, in which lips and tongues intertwined with power and
passion, as if they wanted to eat each other. Drinking saliva. When they
resumed the movements of intercourse. Alberto felt no pain but a
pleasure so intense that gave him chills, now his body moved looking for
the intimate contact of the inputs and outputs of the sex of his lover.
His body was no longer the body of a little teenager, was the body of a
young and strong man. Juan noticed the difference, the body soft,
smooth and almost of an adolescent female, had become a muscular
body and flexible with his own life and movement, which was not to be
so easily mastered. This will excite Juan even more, he needed to impose
his strength, make him see that his body belonged to him, he dominated
and could do with him whatever he wanted. Alberto finally surrender to
the force of his lover, and delivered into his hand, abundant sperm. Then
he did lick his hand, and finally when they shared with their mouths, John
cum strong squeezing the body perfectly still, moving only his penis
gasped throwing his semen in the womb of his lover. There were still
bathed in sweat and semen, recovering they breath and rhythm of their
hearts.
Outside Alberto's mother had seen both in the darkness, excited and
moved by this scene of love so passionate and beautiful. She retired
quietly realizing that she had no right to separate the lovers. As a mother
who knew how was his child and what he needed, and now understood
her former lover, and was bound to envy them both, even though she
had a secret card to try to stop this. Alberto was not a child, she will
confess him that Juan was his father.
The next day early morning Juanito and Sonia arrived from Guadalajara,
where they now were studying, they had a week's holiday on the
occasion of Easter. The two had changed a lot, Juanito that now
everyone called Juan, had become a man, and Sonia a young woman
of radiant beauty. The friends greeted happy to meet again after five
years. Juan and Alberto went to the river as when they were children. On
the way they told their lives,  now Juan was 20, and he was studying the
agricultural engineering career, and have had a couple of girlfriends. He
tell all sorts of secrets about how he made love to the girls. But Alberto
had just had some small and  frustrating experiences with a fellow
female student. They bathed naked in the river like in old times, and as
then also took over the sun naked  on the large flat stones. Both admired
each other's young and beautiful bodies. At one point they looked one
to the other, they have both erect penises, yet they laughed.  Juan
approached his friend, and began caressing his body, hugged, rejoicing
to feel his bare and warm skin under his investigated hands, surfaces,
angles, bends, concave and convex. The legs and arms intertwined,
parallel rubbing penises, lips traveling necks. Alberto seek the lips of his
friend, and when the tongues touched, the two cum together. This time
they do not go to clean to the river, their tongues took the liquor still hot,
poured over their fur. Everything was natural, and beautiful. Then came
the confidences.
"Remember a time in the attic when I try to put my cock in your ass and
you do not let me? I think at that time we lost something and that we
have to end it "admitted Juan,
it is not painful, just a little annoying at first, I've gotten it in the ass several
times to my girlfriend, and she likes it, sure you also like." Alberto, also
confessed that he would like, but dared not tell him it was not a virgin, at
least from behind. He could not admit the relationship he had with his
father. In the afternoon after lunch, they were talking the two young
men, along with Sonia and Laura,  Laura was now 24 and had be
married a few months ago with an American lawyer, fifteen years older
than her. But he could not accompany her to Mexico. The four drank
and talked animatedly, they were older and confident. They were
perhaps already a little drunk, when Laura suggested to Sonia go with
her to her room to show the photographs of her wedding. The two friends
looked at each other smiling, a few minutes later, they were in the attic,
on top of Laura's room, looking through the crack. The girls were kissing,
with a gentle and endless kiss, that ignited the young friends.
 "The past repeats itself," commented Juan in the ear of his friend, as he
began to undress him.
"Yes, but improving it," answered smiling Alberto, while he also began to
unfasten the buttons of his shirt. It is easy to imagine, what did the two
young friends. No need to add anything to the natural beauty between
these two young beautiful and passionate men.
Juan finally enjoy the warmth of the inside of his dear friend, Alberto
surrendered without reservation. Enjoyed for over two hours of all that sex
can give. They did not know Juan's father, had followed they, and that
behind the door he heard their moans of love. Then he could not
intervene, for the first time in his life, that man so strong and powerful cry
of rage and helplessness. That night the four young  went to dinner and
dancing at a nearby village. In the dance the girls flirted with boys, and
so at midnight Alberto found himself kissing Sonia amid a dance floor,
while a slow song and sounded wistful, not far from them Laura and Juan
which seemed to imitate. None knew that the four were doing incest. It
was too late to go back and they decided to spend the rest of the night
in a small roadside hotel. That night, Alberto made love to a girl for first
time. He admire the smoothness of the skin of the girl, and the sweetness
of her eyes when he enter her, it turned out that she were virgin and
completely inexperienced. Alberto was left a little bewildered, feeling so
strong and masculine, while making love to Sonia, forcefully, almost
angrily, while images passed through his mind last night with Juan father.
 The next day Alberto was made a real mess, he do not know what to
think. He was at the center of a triangle, whose vertices were Juan
father, Juan son and Sonia. Sonia could be his future wife and mother of
his children. Juan was his best friend, they understood perfectly and
could live happily together forever. Juan father was the power of
impossible love, as a storm swept all barriers of his soul and led him to the
highest peaks of passion. What to do?
Complicating things, his mother called him to talk. Alberto imagine that
his mother knew of his relationship with Juan. He thought she was going
to make a scene, but she did not talk about it. She told him that Juan
was his father, she had wait to tell him till he was an adult, and that was
also told that Juan knew it. Alberto was left stunned. And now what to
do? He  was just for a walk in the river and to collect his thoughts. He saw
Juan sitting watching the waters of the river, near the cabin of the first
meeting. He thought that Juan was sad, because surely he knew he had
been with Juan son. He also thought reproach him that he had not
confessed it was his son. But the fact that juan was his father do not
diminished his passionate love for him, but for some strange reason still is
more strengthened. He watch from afar. He try to imagine what he was
thinking. He walked slowly, and very close Juan turn his face. His eyes
were red, as from crying. He do not talk, just look at him, his eyes
reflected unfathomable sadness, then he turned his gaze back toward
the river. Alberto put a hand on his shoulder and sat down beside him.
For a moment the two stood in silence watching the green waters run of
the river.
"I know you are my father"
Juan continued in silence.
"Please tell me, I can not see you that way"
"I am very happy that you be my father, and that makes me love you
even more"
Juan then turned his face, but he was serious and not speaking.
Alberto then caress his chin, then slowly kiss him on the lips. They were
cold, Alberto felt very much hurt him. He always thought that Juan was
very strong and now he saw him buried, exposed and helpless, like a
child in need of affection.
"Come with me," he said taking him by hand, "Come to our cabin."
Once inside the cabin, Alberto hug him from behind, he was as tall as
him. Now he was the man and Juan was the child. He kiss his neck while
his hands caressed his chest under his shirt, and when pinched his little
erect nipples, Juan groaned hoarsely. He unbuttoned his pants. The man
meekly left bare. Alberto caress his body with infinite tenderness, as he
had done to him five years ago. He put him face down on the couch.
He insinuated his fingers into his anus. More moans. "Honey, I love you
and I'll make you happy."
"It is what you need, and I'm going to give you, no shame, I'm your son
and I love you."
His tongue licked the year, introduced a finger, then two. The groans of
Juan seemed almost sobbing of a child. He played around with his
fingers, then placed his penis at the entrance, and held it tightly.
"No," shouted the man, but he did nothing about it.
"Yeah, well you know that eventually you liked" and Alberto pushed
harder. And the tip opened the sphincter. Then little by little all entered
through. Alberto stopped, everything was scalm outside they could hear
the river running, and the wind moving the leaves on the trees. But there
in that wretched hut, a man was inside another man. And his sex
throbbed within him, and his beats are synchronized, and the
penetrated man had a monstrous erection, and his ass no longer hurt.
And for the first time in his life he fell that he was really wanted, really
loved. He, the most man of all men, the male, that with a punch can
knocked down to the calves. There it was delivered, submitted, and
happy to be so.
"Make love to me, but first kiss me," and Alberto kiss him, and love him,
with all his might, with all his power, with all his love, a thousand times,
inside, outside, inside, outside, alternating violence with tenderness. The
two men spilled at the same time their cum, and the two crys was
merged into one, that go down on the river, and crossed the woods and
climbed to the mountain.

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