Date: Mon, 07 May 2007 12:51:26 +0200
From: A.K. <andrej@andrejkoymasky.com>
Subject: Luminous Encounters 09/13 (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 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."

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CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 10

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