Date: Sat, 18 Jun 2011 11:00:17 -0400
From: John Martin <conislancio@gmail.com>
Subject: Sam and Luca: Chapter 2

This fictional story is a sequel to "Camp Staff Memories," which can be
found in the categories of "Camping" and "Adult Youth."  If you are viewing
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of male to male sexual activities.  If this subject offends you or it is
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SAM AND LUCA
CHAPTER 2

Sam glanced over at the clock on the nightstand again...8:23 AM. Then he
glanced back at the sleeping form next to him once again. He was
remembering the first time he met Ethan and they had had sex. It was
passionate and intense and he remembered specifically that Ethan had
referred to it as making love. He always referred to it as making
love. Come to think of it, Sam thought of it that way as well.  There was a
distinct connection between he and Ethan that Sam could not describe or
place his finger on it. He felt it the moment he gazed into the piercing
green eyes of the beautiful boy who slept naked in the bed next to him.
The connection seemed to be physical, but passionately intense, almost
animalistic.

Sam and Ethan have been living together in this small apartment for close
to three weeks.  The last time they made love was their first night in the
apartment.  Sam smiled to himself as he reflected upon their encounter.
The day before they moved in, the two boys left Thesalonika on the small
private jet, bound for New York's Laguardia. The two had seen each other
several times since they had first met a year and a half earlier and made
love, but nothing physical had happened since that first amazing
encounter. Each time they saw each other, the sexual tension was evident,
but the opportunity to be together intimately had not presented itself.  On
the eleven hour flight, Sam had wanted to rip Ethan's clothes off and make
love right in the cabin of the plane. He and Luca had done that several
times.  Ethan exhibited the same raw sexual energy on the plane ride.
However, Sam could not bring himself to do that without Luca there, for
fear that Miko, the head pilot, would walk in on them.  They landed at
Laguardia around 9:30 PM and took a cab to the apartment in the Village.

The two walked into the third-floor apartment and dropped their bags. Ethan
immediately walked over to Sam and the two embraced, their lips meeting and
parting. As their tongues wrestled violently, they struggled out of their
shirts, feeling the smooth, firm skin of each other's well-defined
torsos. Not willing to pause in their kissing, they awkwardly moved across
the room to the door on the far side which led to the bedroom. Pausing
outside the door, they quickly unbuttoned and unzipped each others jeans
and worked their way out of them, leaving them each in just their socks and
briefs, both boys evidently highly excited from the frantic foreplay.

They separated briefly, catching their breath, but not saying a word.
Quickly Sam removed his socks and his briefs, standing completely naked
before Ethan.  Ethan followed suit, as Sam watched, instinctively grabbing
his own hard cock and pulling on it absently as he watched Ethan's lithe
legs step out of the white CK briefs that were at his ankles.

"Let's shower," Sam said.

The two entered the bathroom next to the bedroom and Sam turned on the
water to let it warm.  While waiting, the two naked boys embraced, letting
their hardness come together as their hands explored the bare skin on one
another and their lips met again.

When the water was the correct temperature, they moved into the shower,
continuing their kissing and mutual fondling.  They continued to tongue
each others mouths as they washed the grime of travel from their bodies,
helping each other soap up and rinse off.  Ethan turned to face away from
Sam and rinse the front of his beautiful perfectly smooth body.  Sam
embraced him from behind and allowed his ample erection to lay neatly
between Ethan's smooth, tanned ass lobes, gently rubbing his cock up and
down in the wet crevice.  Sam's arms wrapped around the front of Ethan's
body, pulling him back against him.  Ethan lay his head back on Sam's
shoulder and closed his eyes as the pleasure of Sam's body against his own
engulfed him.  Ethan turned his head slightly and their lips met once
again.

"I want you inside me," Ethan whispered in the falling water of the shower.
"I have needed you for so long."

Without a word, Sam shut the water off and they gently toweled each other
dry.  Then, hand in hand, they made their way to the bedroom, where there
was a king sized bed.  Ethan lay down gently in the middle of the large bed
and Sam slowly crawled in on top of him.  Their bodies melted together as
they kissed deeply once again and Ethan pulled Sam's body to him.  Their
hard cocks rubbed against each other as their hips ground together in a
gentle rhythm.

Ethan spread his legs slowly and wrapped them around Sam.  His long thin
legs easily engulfed Sam and pulled him close.  Sam used his own saliva
and, with his hand, combined it with the seeping pre-cum to lubricate his
shaft.  His cock seemed to find Ethan's opening on its own accord and
gently pushed against the muscles as he slowly slipped inside his lover.
Ethan arched his back slightly and pushed up against Sam, allowing him to
slide deep inside until Ethan could feel Sam's balls pressing against his
own.

With every inch that he penetrated into Ethan, Sam felt the two become one.
He closed his eyes and disappeared into the new reality that did not define
where Sam left off and Ethan began.  Slowly he moved in and out, as Ethan
wrapped his arms around him and pulled Sam's body into his.  Sam opened his
eyes and looked directly into the clear, piercing green depths of Ethan's
gaze, one that had always captivated him since the first time he looked
upon it.  Their bodies behaved as one, Ethan's hips moving ever so slightly
in time with Sam's thrusts, the inner muscles timed perfectly to extract
the absolute most pleasure from each movement for both participants.

The motion became more intense - quicker - but never lost the passion of
the initial commencement.  The breathing became deeper and more rapid in
both boys, seemingly synced.  Ethan gripped Sam's back and dug his fingers
into his muscular back, not drawing blood, but leaving a temporary trace of
the moment.  Sam thrusted into Ethan with more vigor and, as he propped
himself on his arms to allow for deeper penetration, released his legacy
deep inside Ethan.  At practically the same moment, Ethan clenched
involuntarily his muscles, his own manhood spewing its fortitude between
the slim, smooth abdomens of both boys.