Date: Thu, 19 Apr 2007 10:42:05 +0200
From: A.K. <andrej@andrejkoymasky.com>
Subject: Luminous Encounters 03/13 (Adult Youth)

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LUMINOUS ENCOUNTERS
by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2007
written on October 12, 1993
translated by the author
English text kindly revised by John

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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.

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CHAPTER 3

Giusto often thought of Curley. He was for sure fitting well with the
Prof, but he was unable not to desire Curley as well. To tell the truth,
he somewhat desired everybody, at least in his erotic fantasies. He
would have liked making love with Curley, but also with Carlo, and with
Fiore, and with Lallo... When he had such fantasies, he was telling
himself "I'm somewhat like a whore!"

He met Lallo just a few months before. Lallo was a policeman, who went
to Videosei, the private TV where Giusto was working, to bring documents
or some such things. He asked if he could visit the studios, so Giusto
was assigned to him as a guide. But Giusto got the feeling that the
policeman was looking more at him than at what he was showing him.

When they were in the video records archive, while Giusto was showing
him the film library, Lallo asked him, "Do you have also Torch Song
Trilogy?"

"No, we haven't."

"Ah, that's a pity. It's a really beautiful love story. Do you know it?"

"Yes, I saw it..."

"When the second lover was killed I was really moved."

"Yes, I was too. He was so handsome, and young and..."

"You are also handsome and young..." Lallo said, looking straight in his
eyes. Their hands brushed lightly. Lallo then said, "I would like
getting to know you better... Can we meet?"

"Yes..."

They met that same evening. Giusto possibly liked him better in uniform.
They talked. Giusto told him that he already was in a couple, therefore
he could offer him only friendship. Lallo said that he too was in a
couple, but they were a open couple, without jealousy problems. Giusto
felt tempted to surrender at the clear interest of the other, but
didn't. He preferred to start with Lallo a simple friendship. Lallo
didn't insist too much.

Thus one day Lallo with his man Verio also went to the river bank.

Verio was a tall man, with a nice body, fine black hair cut very short
and a shadow of a hard beard making his expression extremely virile and
erotic. He was also the best endowed of all them.

Verio was married and had two sons, one eight and one four years old. He
had Lallo as a steady boyfriend since five years ago. But he was never
stepping back when he could have some adventures. And when once at the
river Curley also showed up, they recognized each other - they had
already made love a couple of times.

"Dario! What a nice surprise! I'm really pleased to meet you again. How
are you?"

"Fine, Saverio, and you?"

"You see me, I too am fine." The man answered while Dario was
undressing, after saying hello to the others.

Verio made him a sign to lie near him and as soon as the boy laid down,
the man embraced him and kissed him on the mouth. Dario didn't at all
dislike the contact with that nice body and being in those muscled arms.
So he soon overcame the slight uneasiness he was feeling being embraced
and touched in such an intimate way in front of all the others.

A little further on, Giusto and Carlo were playing chess, while the Prof
was chatting with Fiore. Verio was talking with Curley, continuing to
caress him lightly.

"Is your family well?" the boy asked him.

"Yes, thank you. With my wife we decided to try having a third child.
She hopes, at least this time, we will have a daughter."

"You know, Verio, at times I ask myself how can having a family and..."

"... and also making love with many handsome boys like you? It's very
good. I get the best from life. I would never renounce my wife and
children but also I would never give up handsome boys like you. You know
I'm bisex, don't you?"

"Yes, but... if you happened to fall in love with a man?"

"Well, no problem. Man is basically a polygamous animal, isn't he?"

"But if your wife came to know..."

"Oh, but she knows. Before marrying I made everything clear."

"And... and she accepted that? Isn't she jealous?"

"If I had another woman she would be jealous for sure. But not of my
men. She knows I need them. She cannot slip a cock in my mouth or in my
ass... as on the contrary, you can. You know, my secret dream is to fuck
her while you fuck me..."

"I would never be able, I think. I would be way too much ill at ease..."

"Yes, I know. And anyway she too would not be game. Thus I have to
content myself to do one only thing at a time. But now... do you feel
like coming onto the little island, Dario?"

The boy was already aroused by the continual, intimate caresses of the
man so he nodded, smiling. He too wanted it - for too many weeks he
didn't have a sexual encounter and he liked Verio. They stood up and
went to the small island. It was a first, for Dario. In the thick of the
bushes there was a small clearing, not visible from the bank, big enough
to spread a bath towel and to make love.

"It seems made just for this..." Dario noticed while he was lying down
near the man.

"Yeah. Fiore says that a few years ago they cleared this space,
eradicating some bushes and putting grass here and they are keeping it
like this, expressly for..." Verio answered, bending to kiss his
companion's body.

"This is the first time I can do it so, in the open, under the sun... I
like it." Dario murmured starting to shudder for the pleasure for the
man's cares, and giving him back kisses and caresses.

"I didn't remember you were so handsome!" Saverio whispered, pulling him
on top of his body and wrapping him with his arms and legs. "Will you
push all of your beautiful mace into my ass, Curley?"

"Yes, in a while. Let's enjoy this intimacy some more. I don't want to
come too soon. We are not in hurry, are we?"

"Sure, my beautiful male. Sit on my chest and put it into my mouth, so I
can prepare it well..."

Dario smiled and complied. He sat on Saverio's strong chest and crossed
his legs under his head, so to lift it up towards his groin. The man was
keeping the turgid member of his young friend in position with one hand
while licking and sucking it, and was caressing his belly and chest and
teasing his nipples with the other.

Dario rested back on his hands and abandoned himself to those agreable
and skillful caresses. His boiling pole was slowly appearing and
disappearing between the man's closed  lips and whose tongue was
skillfully playing inside with the glans, sending him high waves of
pleasure, one after the other. Their friends' laughter coming from the
bank was adding a spot of pepper and salt to what they were doing.
Knowing that the others knew was making their erotic play even more
exciting.

"Hey, no! Why did you pull it out?" Saverio asked, slightly annoyed to
have been interrupted in that activity he liked very much.

"Wait, I want to suck yours too... let's do a nice sixty-nine." Dario
said turning around and lying on a side.

Saverio turned towards him and each of the two horny males plunged their
lips to greedily seize the glorious virility of the other. Dario managed
to keep in his mouth just a little more than half of his companion's
powerful dick and asked himself with a worried, but also pleased
shudder, what one would feel being filled by that impressive battering
ram.

"I can believe that his wife is willing to come to a compromise, in
order to have it!" Dario confusedly thought while he was applying
himself to suck it passionately, "but I would not be able to take it,
big as it is..."

The man's mouth on his rod was performing wonders and the pleasure that
one was giving to the other circulated between them like in a ring,
rapidly accelerating their reciprocal pleasure.

"Stop a moment, or else I'll come..." Dario panted.

The man parted from him, "No, I want you to come into my ass, Curley..."
he said and turned to kiss him in the mouth.

"Is your wife skilled at giving blow jobs?"

"No, she never does it. She only likes to fuck in the traditional way."

"But is she skilled?"

"Yes, sure, she knows how to give me pleasure. And I know how to give
her pleasure. But with her, I miss this..." the man said, fingering the
boy's hard member.

After a while Saverio turned on his side and pushed his ass towards the
boy's groin in a silent but clear request. Dario didn't need to be
begged. He wet Saverio's hole with some spit and applied his hard rod to
it . The man pushed his pelvis back vigorously and took all that hard
pole in only one push. Dario felt a strong and agreeable heat enwrapping
his member, which then spread all over his body, finally concentrating
in his head.

"Go on, fuck me, now. Bang me for good; let me feel all of it. Oh,
yeah... so... good... go on... stronger..." the man panted.

Dario didn't need to be spurred. He was making strong strokes, back and
forward, while rotating his pelvis so that his pole was moving inside
his companion like a pestle in a mortar. While Saverio was frenziedly
masturbating, Dario was lightly pinching the hard little swollen nipples
on his wide athletic chest.

They came to a step short of orgasm and stopped, panting, as if in tacit
agreement to lengthen the pleasure of that vigorous intercourse, then
slowly resumed their sexual games. They alternated impetuously violent
moments and pause moments, until both were no more able to control
themselves and surrendered to a long and intense orgasm.

Then Saverio turned, took Dario in his arms and lightly kissed him. "You
are a knockout, Curley, as always! Did you enjoy it too?"

"Yes, sure."

"I'm glad to have found a hot-blooded, little bull like you again. I
really needed this fuck."

"Has it been a long time for you as well, since you..."

"Well, not really, only the day before yesterday. But Lallo isn't hot
like you. He's sweet... I like him too, of course, but... at times I
also need a little fire, don't I?"

"Lallo? Who's he? Your boyfriend?"

"More or less. Let's say that with him it is something more than a
simple adventure."

"Are you in love?"

"No, not really. We fit very well together, and there is affection...
But each of us is free to have his own duets."

"How long have you been together?"

"A long time... But let's not talk about us. Have you got a boyfriend?"

"No, there is nobody at the moment."

"So then we can meet again, sometimes, you and I."

"It's possible. I like you."

"I like you too. Why don't you come to see me at my shop? You know where
it is, don't you?"

"Yes, I will come."

"And if you were interested in some designer clothes, I'll give them to
you at wholesale price."

"The clothes you sell are too conventional, for my taste..."

"Oh, but now I also have very interesting, modern and more youthful
items... so that now my customers are changing and at times I can also
hook some nice boys..." the man said with a giggle.

"Always hunting, you are, huh?"

"Opportunity only knocks once!"

"But your... what's his name..."

"Lallo?"

"Yes, Lallo. He is really not jealous?"

"No, absolutely not. I told you, we aren't a real couple. I think that
Lallo would like you. I'll  have you two meet..."

"Are you thinking about a... threesome?"

"Bah, who knows? Why not? Would you like that?"

"I don't know, I don't think so. I never tried it... But let's now go
back to the others or else they'll think we are missing persons." Dario
said laughing and standing up.

Saveiro also stood up and took the wide bathing towel. Crossing the
water they rinsed themselves, then went onto the bank with the others.

Carlo greeted them with a witticism, "Oh, you are so condescending to
come back amongst us poor mortals? We were believing we had to call the
TV show Who Saw Them!"

"Saw?  Saw and heard, I would say..." Fiorenzo added, giggling.

They again laid down near their friends.

Dario offered a cigarette to Saverio, "Do you smoke?" he asked.

"No," Giusto answered at his place, giggling, "he prefers having
something different between his lips, isn't that right?"

"Sure, but bigger than that..." Saverio answered, laughing and pointing
with his eyes to Giusto's member.

"Not this one, anyway. It is private property of the Prof, right,
Silvano?"

The man nodded with laughing eyes, and said, "But just for a change, I
would like a cigarette, Curley."

Dario stood up and went to offer a cigarette to the man. He noticed that
the Prof, while lighting it, was looking absorbedly between his legs.
The professor was the eldest of the company, and yet he still had a
beautiful body. Dario looked at it for a moment, before going back to
lie down. He mentally made a pass-list about the bodies: he liked Fiore
more than everybody else, then came Verio, then Giusto, then Gus, then
the professor and last Carlo. And Carlo was handsome anyway; he had an
agreeable appearance.

He noticed that Saverio was devouring Giusto with his eyes and that the
boy, even though he was caressing the Prof's body, was conscious of
Saverio's glances and reciprocated them every now and then.

"If the professor was not here," Dario thought, "those two would already
be on the little island..."

Dario felt ill at ease for the professor and, to make that exchange of
glances stop, started to caress Saverio.

The man looked at him, pleased and surprised at once, and whispered, "Do
you still feel desire, Curley?"

"A little..." the boy lied.

"Do you want... we go back there?" the man asked, starting to get
aroused.

"No, not now. I would feel ashamed doing it twice in a row."

"Not I. I rather..." Saverio murmured with a cunning smile, setting
himself more comfortably to better enjoy the boy's caresses.

"Hey, what are you two scheming?" Fiorenzo asked, winking.

"Nothing..." Dario answered, stopping caressing the man.

"What time is it?" Giusto asked.

"Three twenty-eight." The Prof answered.

"Good. Who feels like coming for a good swim with me? Up to the
Stronghold?" Giusto asked standing up and going to the river, after
throwing an eloquent glance to Saverio.

The man readily stood up. "I'm coming. Who else?"

Dario was just standing up, asking himself if he had to go or not,
asking himself if he had the right to interfere with Giusto and
Saverio... when Carlo stood up and ran towards the water. "I'm coming
too!" he yelled.

The three dived into the river and swam against the current with
vigorous strokes. Saverio was the first to reach the Stronghold. He
climbed the bank and disappeared behind the high rock with the vague
shape of a castle, which for that reason was called "the Stronghold".
Then, almost at the same time, also Carlo and Giusto arrived. They too
disappeared at once behind the Stronghold. Dario felt tense and was
looking, without being too conspicuous, towards the two men who were
there with him.

The professor seemed to be quietly dozing, and Fiorenzo was listening
music on his headphones, sitting with his back to the river, beating the
time with a foot and smoking a cigarette. Dario asked himself if the two
men just trusted their boys or didn't care about what could happen
behind the Stronghold.

The three weren't yet showing up and Dario was almost sure about what
could be happening, in what they were engaged. Fiorenzo looked at Dario
and smiled.

"What are you thinking, Curley? You are so absorbed..."

"Nothing... nothing special." The boy answered.

"Are you upset that Verio is there... behind there, with them?"

"No, Fiore. He isn't my man."

"Oh yes, that's right. He is with Lallo and... with anybody who is
within range. But Verio is not dangerous. He isn't a couple-breaker..."

"But I would be jealous if..."

"If he was now with your boyfriend? Not I, not too much, I mean. I know
that Carlo will anyway come back to me. They are youths, they need some
variety, once in a while. Am I right, Prof?"

"Yes... They do not know what fidelity means, these lads. The term is
not in their dictionary." The man answered, still lying down.

"But I would be ill at ease if..." Dario insisted.

"You see, our relationships are so - bound with thin string. If you
tried to chain them, they would die."

"But don't our relationships also risk dying if one lets them to be...
too free?" Dario objected.

The professor sat up and looked at the boy. "If relationships are doomed
to die, they will die anyway, whether you tie them or not. But it would
be better they die because of too much freedom than because of too much
oppression.

"Everybody aspires to eternity, whether he admits it or not; but what is
there that is eternal, or infinite in this world? At most, a man can
experience a fleeing moment of eternity, a lightning flash of the
infinite. It is a very peculiar state, eternal and out of time, out of
the finite. And this state of grace is normally given to us by an erotic
encounter, by sexual intercourse when one is able to totally and
completely immerse oneself in it.

"After such an encounter, to the extent that the encounter becomes more
and more an expression of love, a longing for this growing experience of
love arises and this longing, this feeling of nostalgia, makes us aware
that the passing of time can keep us apart from our lover and becomes a
hindrance. It becomes an obstacle to our desire to remain constantly
united with him in a state of intense joy.

"And it is exactly that nostalgia that prompts us to desire and perform
the erotic encounter again and again, until the relationship becomes
exclusive with the lover as the only partner..."

"I... I didn't yet have such an encounter, such a luminous encounter...
apart from possibly, the first one, when I was sixteen. But the other
guy... well, he was a bogus light, so to speak. But if this encounter
really happens... one should not go and search for other... other
lights, should one?"

The professor gestured towards the Stronghold with his head, "You are
referring to them, right? Well, they possibly... are still not able to
recognize the genuine encounter, and are therefore still attracted by a
thousand lights. This is something one cannot teach, you see? One has to
experience it by oneself alone, in the first person. And they... they
are experimenting, so to speak. They are exploring... exploring
themselves and life. If and when their encounter happens, and with a
light dazzling enough... they will no longer see any other light. Then
there is love, the kind with a capital 'L'. For the moment, between us,
there is only love with a lower case 'l'... Better than nothing, anyway,
isn't it?"

Dario nodded, thoughtfully. In the professor's voice there was no
sadness, nor resignation, but a kind of indulgent acceptation of
something unavoidable, and with a quiet realism.

Dario felt he was starting to deeply admire that man.

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CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 4

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