Date: Mon, 07 May 2007 12:51:26 +0200 From: A.K. Subject: Luminous Encounters 09/13 (Adult Youth) ---------------------------- LUMINOUS ENCOUNTERS by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2007 written on October 12, 1993 translated by the author English text kindly revised by John ----------------------------- USUAL DISCLAIMER "LUMINOUS ENCOUNTERS" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest. ----------------------------- CHAPTER 9 For the winter season, Steno had signed a contract with a night club in Cortina. It was a very good contract that, besides earning them good money, allowed them enough free time to do some snow sports too. As usual, in the hotel, they booked a room for Marcello and Tania, one for Luca and Gianna, one for Steno, one for Roberta, and another for Gustavo and Dario. "You were sad, today..." Gustavo told him one night, after they went to bed. "A little..." "Why?" "Thoughts..." "Still thinking of Lallo?" "Yes..." "You miss him?" "Well... a little. He disappointed me." "And happily you said you were not in love..." Gustavo said, in the dark, with a light, friendly irony. Dario didn't answer. Their beds were separated only by the night table. Gustavo extended an arm and leaned his hand on Dario's bed. "Take my hand, come on..." he whispered moving it on the cover to make him realize where it was. Dario seized and squeezed it. For a while they remained so, in silence, holding their hands in the darkness, between the two beds. Then Gustavo started to pull the hand towards himself, with growing force. "Come here, come on..." he whispered. Dario resisted for a few seconds, but then left his bed. Gustavo lifted his eiderdown and made room for him. Dario laid down near him and Gustavo covered him too. "It will pass, you'll see. It always passes..." "Yes..." Dario murmured. Both were wearing only the pajama trousers. As they both were lying on their back, their arms were pressed one against the other. "I like you, Curley." "I know. Thank you." They kept silent for a long time, still, each one listening to the other's breathing. "You have not to feel alone, Curley. We are with you. I'm with you." "No... I don't feel alone, not now." "Stay and sleep here tonight." "Thank you." They quietly fell asleep. In the morning they went to ski, then played with the other friends in a battle of snow balls. Gianna remained at the hotel with Tania, who was two months pregnant. In the afternoon they went for a walk, all together, in Cortina and not infrequently somebody stopped them to ask for an autograph. After supper they went to perform at the night club. And finally they went to sleep. Gustavo slipped into his bed. Dario was coming out from the bathroom and his friend raised his eiderdown. "You coming?" he asked simply. Dario nodded with a smile and laid down on the small bed, near his friend who set the eiderdown well around their bodies. "I'll switch off the light?" Gustavo asked. "Yes." "Do you feel better today?" "Rather." Gustavo emitted a light sigh. "Gus?" "What?" "You really are a friend!" "Are you becoming aware of that only now?" the other answered, jokingly. Both were lying on their back and again only their arms were touching. "How long have we known each other?" Dario asked, almost in a whisper. "A long time! Why?" "Because... I'm never finishing getting to know you, to discover you." "Well, you know, I'm a rather complex animal." His friend giggled. "But it's great." "What?" "Continuing to discover you." "If you continue to uncover me a little more, you'll make me cold." "Oh, Gus! I'm talking seriously!" "I know... that's possibly why I am jesting." "I don't understand..." "If I didn't jest... I might give too much weight to your words. More weight than perhaps they really have." Gustavo softly answered, seriously. "You are really sweet, Gus." Dario murmured. His friend said nothing, but Dario became aware that he was holding back his breath. "I feel so very well here with you..." Dario added after a while. "Stop it..." his friend begged. "Why? It's the truth." "Exactly. Let's sleep, now. Aren't you tired?" "Yes. A lot." "Good night, my friend. And sweet dreams." "To you too, Gus..." A little later Gustavo heard the regular breath of his sleeping friend. He sighed and relaxed and he too was finally able to fall asleep. The next day they didn't have to perform so they profited by going in two cars to visit Bolzano, where they spent the whole day. In the evening they returned to Cortina and after supper they all played at the Taboo together, amusing themselves greatly. Then they all went to bed. Dario slipped into the Gustavo's bed who, when he came out of the bathroom, smiled and joined him. Then he switched off the light. "A nice day, today, Curley, wasn't it?" "Yes, very much. Tania seems prettier every day." "It is the pregnancy and the cold air, together." "And the good company. We seven go very well together, don't we?" "Yes, very well." "Gus?" "What?" "I feel so good being here with you." "I too." Dario moved his free arm and folded it to reach Gustavo's arm pressed against his own. He caressed it lightly, up and down, leaning his hand on his own arm and brushing the other only with his fingertips. Gustavo gave a brief shudder but didn't move or say anything. Dario moved the hand on his friend's arm and with his fingertips he now caressed his side and chest. Gustavo again shuddered, very slightly. "Gus?" "Yes..." "I love you." "I do too." His friend answered with a moving voice. Dario shifted his hand and started to caress his friend's chest, from one nipple to the other. Gustavo emitted a kind of restrained sob. "Does it... bother you?" Dario asked in a whisper. "No..." His friend murmured. Then Dario turned on a side and rested an arm and a leg across his friend's body. Gustavo shuddered briefly but intensely. Dario raised himself a little on his side and with his fingertips brushed his friend's face, lingering on his lips. Gustavo parted them and gently nibbled Dario's fingers. Then he raised an arm, leaned his hand on Dario's nape of the neck and pulled him down, towards his face. Dario slipped his hand under his friend's head and rested his warm lips on his friend's, which opened to receive a kiss that was anything but chaste. Gustavo drew his friend onto himself and finally their erections met, touching through the light cloth of their pajama trousers. "Oh, Gus!" "Yes, Curley." "Gus... do you want me?" "And you, do you want me?" "Yes, yes..." "I too..." "Gus... but... I don't want just a fuck. I want to make love with you. Can you understand?" "Sure. I too want to make love with you. Even though I'm feeling like a school boy at his first date..." "I made you pine for so long for this... first date, didn't I?" "Yes. But what if then I... I disappoint you?" "It could be me who disappoints you. But this isn't a test. Kiss me again, Gus. I like the way you kiss." "Yes..." That first night they didn't make complete love. They touched, explored each other's bodies, for a long time, in order to get to know each other better, more intimately. Dario liked his friend's lack of haste, the sweet calm with which he was touching him, caressing, feeling his body. He liked Gustavo's way kissing, intimate but light, fresh, careful... He asked himself if his friend acted like that with girls too, or if it was just because it was his first time with a boy... He never had the chance to see how Gustavo made love. But he loved very much how it was happening. He would have also liked to switch on the light, to look at him... but he thought that possibly it was the darkness that made that new intimacy easier for his friend, so tender and delicate. Slowly their caresses slowed down, stopped, but they remained embraced, lying on their sides, each one breathing the breath of the other. Gustavo brushed his friend's face with a finger. "Curley..." he gently whispered. "Yes, Gus." "I like." "Yes, it's good." They kept silent, each one lost in his own sensations, in his own thoughts, and yet feeling united. Both were awae that there was no need for words. Each was feeling that through their skin they were communicating with the other's soul. No, they didn't need words. The following morning Gustavo woke Dario up with a light and tender kiss on his lips. Dario opened his eyes and met the smiling and luminous eyes of his friend. "Good morning, Curley." "Hi, Gus." "Had a good sleep?" "Enchanting. And you?" "Splendid. Our friends are waiting for us. It's already 8:23." "Okay." Dario said lightly caressing his friend's chest. Gus took his hand, raised it at his lips and kissed it; then he left the bed, nimble and fresh, and went to wash himself. To Dario, the limpid eyes of his friend spoke more than a thousand words. He got off the bed feeling light and happy. They reached their friends, had their breakfast and then went to ski. During the dinner in the small restaurant up the top of the sky run, Roberta asked the two friends, "What's the matter with you both, this morning?" "With us? Nothing. Why?" Dario asked. "I don't know. You're looking at each other in a way... as if you were preparing some joke for one of us..." "No, nothing like that." Gustavo answered. "And yet... you have a look... like accomplices." Roberta insisted. Dario looked at Gustavo and smiled. "See, like now! There is something..." Roberta insisted. Dario understood that Gustavo agreed, thus he simply said "Gus and I did... we met." "You met? But... we've been together five days already!" Roberta said. Gustavo smiled and said, "He and I are really together... since last night." Marcello looked carefully at them and saw they were serious, so he asked, "You mean that Curley... converted you?" "No, I'm the one who converted Curley." Gustavo answered and caressed Dario's hand. "What do you mean, you converted him?" Marcello asked, trying to understand. "For a long time I have been futilely trying to flirt with him. And last night, finally, he accepted." Gustavo answered. Luca and Marcello looked at each other, then Luca said, "So you succeeded where I... was not able to get anywhere?" "More or less, Luca. I succeeded in seeing him as one like me, exactly like me. And after all you helped me, Luca, and I'm grateful to you." "So, you two are now a couple." Marcello said, and his was a statement, not a question. "I think so," Gustavo quietly answered, "but we are just at the beginning. I just started to court him, and be courted by him... It requires time, you know, when it is not just the matter of a fuck." The other friends were silent, then Gustavo with a slightly ironic tone asked, "What's the matter, have we shocked you?" "Eh? No no. If it's good for you, we are just happy, right Luca? Roby?" "Yes, sure, and it's obvious that it's good for you two. I now understand your glances. Well, I'm really glad. At least now none of us is single any more." "Will you tell the girls?" Dario asked. "Oh, if they were here with us, I'm sure they would have understood by themselves. Do you want us to tell them?" Roberta asked. "We always shared everything, didn't we?" Gustavo said. Gianna quietly took note. Tania was happy and said that she could see that they went well together. That night, back from the night club after their concert, the two friends at once laid on the bed, one in the arms of the other. As on the previous night, they started again to caress and kiss each other, mutually exploring each other's body. They freed themselves of pajama's trousers. They searched for each other, exploring each other with their lips. When Gustavo reached his friend's groin, he sank there his face, and breathed in... "You have a good smell, Curley..." he said and tried out with the tip of his tongue his friend's turgid member. Dario turned around to give him the same attention. But not even that night did they reached the complete union, even thought they came really near to it. They were turning and tossing, exploring each other from top to bottom, in front and in back, tireless, with their fingers, lips, tongues. They kissed each other, pushed one against the other, brushing against the other's body. They were intertwining their limbs, playing with their tongues... "God, how much I like feeling you like this, Curley!" "Thank you..." "You have a wonderful male smell." "You too..." "I love Curley's smell. Your scent, your warmth..." Gustavo murmured and leaned his cheek against the throbbing erection of his friend, "and I love your virility." Dario pulled him up, embraced and kissed him. Gustavo curled between his friend's arms and against his body, enjoying his sweet warmth. The following morning it was again Gustavo who woke Dario up with a kiss. He had uncovered his body and as they didn't put their pajama trousers back on, he was now admiring and caressing Dario's complete nakedness. "Tonight we'll leave the lights on. Alright?" Gustavo asked in a breath. "Sure. I like how you look at me. You make me feel really beautiful." "But you are really beautiful." "You too, Gus. Good heavens, I think I'm really falling in love with you, do you know?" "I too, I think. But we don't have to rush." "No, you are right, but..." "Curley!" "Yes?" "Nothing. I just like calling you." "Ancients said that pronouncing a name meant to possessing the essence of the spoken name." "Then you have to speak mine..." "Yes, Gus!" "Are you coming to shower with me?" "Sure." They washed each other with long, exhausting caresses, happy like two school-boys on their first day of vacation. "It's so good feeling desired, Curley. Even more than to desire." "Yes, it's true." They dried each other. Then they shaved together, looking at each other through the mirror and smiling happily. And on the third night, at last, they united in their first sixty-nine. They were uniting, parting, intertwining their limbs, uniting again. They were feeling their arousal grow, increase, strengthen, slowly but relentlessly. "I want to discover your taste, Curley, tonight..." "Gus, you are not used to it. You could dislike it. It isn't necessary that you..." "No, I'm sure I will like it. Up to now, I like everything about you." "Sometimes the first times could be difficult..." "Well, let me try. I want to drink at your spring. I want to nourish myself with your seed..." "You don't have to force yourself, I don't want..." "I don't force myself, I swear. I really desire it. Dont pull away, when it is time, please..." They started again to suck each other with greedy pleasure. Dario was amazed how skilled Gustavo was in doing it. And yet he knew it was his first time... He reached his orgasm and it wasn't like a dam crumbling, but rather like a tide rising, rising and covering the whole beach and finally overflowing and flooding all the plain in a slow and solemn wave. Dario felt his friend swallowing it all, while he too was greedily drinking. And when also the last drop was swallowed, and they parted, Dario anxiously glanced at Gustavo's expression. And he read on his face a serene happiness. They embraced. "It's great, Curley, yes, it's beautiful. And you have a sweet and salty taste... I never tried anything similar. How could I not like it, as it is your taste?" "You are a dear, a sweet boy..." "Why did we wait so long?" "Because it had to be the right time, Gus." "Yes, that's so. You know, I was thinking that the fact that a part of me is inside you, and of you inside me, is something beautiful. Even if one day we will part, at this point we are more than brothers, more than blood brothers. Can you see what I maean?" "Yes, sure." "This is not possible between a man and a woman, only between two men. You are my man." "Gus..." "Yes. And I am your man. You are making me discover a new world. New and beautiful." ----------------------------- CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 10 ----------------------------- In my home page I've put some more of my stories. 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