Date: Tue, 29 Aug 2006 08:34:33 +0200
From: A.K. <andrej@andrejkoymasky.com>
Subject: "The Choice" 09/15 (Adult Youth)

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THE CHOICE
by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2006
written on November 12th 1996
translated by the author
English text kindly revised
by Khasidi

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USUAL DISCLAIMER

"THE CHOICE" 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 - LEARNING TOGETHER

Gustavo leaned forward, stretching his hand towards Adriano's naked body
but stopped halfway. As their eyes met, the two lovers resumed their
silent communication. It was as if they shared a single body. Their
panting breaths slowed in unison, and they gazed at one another,
entranced. Their mutual rate of breathing increased again as they became
conscious of their new and deeper unity. Time slowed as each of them
came to understand the depth of the other's feelings. They both sensed
that each glance of the beloved one was new and mysterious. Each was
sure that the feelings of the other were exactly the same as his own. In
this endless moment they had time to study one another, to weigh each
other. On a profound level each understood the nature of the other's
being. But neither was able to find words to express the wonder he was
experiencing, so they didn't try to speak.

This instant of eternity passed suddenly, leaving the two lovers
momentarily bewildered and amazed. Seeing the confusion on his lover's
face, Gustavo's suspended hand completed its gesture, spanning the
distance between them and took the hand Adriano had raised to him.
"What?" he said with a mysterious smile, "Don't you think I'd let you
stay here on the floor." and drew Adriano to his feet. Gustavo shook his
head to emphasize what he had just said. "There is more for you!" he
added, with a determined nod towards the bedroom.

Both the splendid young men, naked and still thirsty for each other,
moved towards the door. Gustavo laid his warm, strong hand on Adriano's
bare shoulder. The boy turned to look at him with a sweet smile. And so
they stood for a moment, one in front of the other. Then Gustavo kissed
the boy and, reaching down with one arm to lift him from behind his
knees, lifted him in his arms, never parting his mouth from that of his
beloved one, holding him tight against himself until he felt Adriano's
strong member pushing hard against the muscles of his chest which were
tense with the effort of holding him up. Gustavo carried him bodily into
the bedroom and, still holding him in that position, whispered in
Adriano's ear all the new emotions he felt growing inside himself second
by second. He happily confessed to the boy how sure he felt that he was
deeply in love with him. Raising Adriano's body that lay, so languid and
abandoned in his arms, he started to cover him with small kisses, and
gently bit him in many places. The faint, short moans of pleasure the
boy emitted came like heaven's music to Gustavo's ears.

"I have found you" the handsome man murmured, almost in tears, "And I
don't want to ever lose you!"

In the half-darkness of the room the boy was intoxicated with joy and
emotion, his eyes shone like two stars. "I'm all yours..." he said,  the
naked emotion in his voice betraying the intensity of his love.

"And I'm yours," the muscular man answered in a whisper, sealing his
words with a deep, fiery kiss of infinite passion.

Then he laid his lover on the bed and turned to light the small lamp on
the bedside table.

"Yes" Adriano said, murmuring his thoughts aloud, "This is my place." He
needed to confirm to himself that what had happened the night before had
not been a dream, that all of this was real. Gustavo turned to him; and
Adriano, sitting in the center of the wide bed, seized one of his big
hands and, taking it to his lips, kissed it.

"Tonight I want it to be more for you than for me, love." Gustavo said
straight forwardly and with a slight emphasis. He took the small jar of
vaseline that he had bought that afternoon and put it in the hand of his
delicious boy. The young parson framed the confused face of his young
lover tenderly with his hands and kissed him deeply. Then he climbed
onto the bed and knelt at the boy's side, bringing his chest down to the
mattress. In this position he offered himself to Adriano.

"My God!" thought Adriano, his body ablaze, his head spinning, captured
by his lover's voluptuousness. "He is so beautiful!" He was overwhelmed
by the sudden realization that all of this gorgeous man belonged
entirely to him. Gustavo was really his.

Adriano held still. He admired the wide shoulders of his man, the
complex play of muscles on his strong back, his narrow waist with
pleasure. Gustavo was not a body-builder, not Mr. Universe, no, his body
was simply and naturally perfect.

Adriano's member pulsated in reaction to Gustavo's silent offer and
instinctively he caressed its full length and gasped. He had been
holding his breath and needed oxygen. His member seemed to become even
harder.

With his ass thrust up and his legs well spread, the golden man lay
waiting for his boy. Adriano, seeing the meaning of his lover's posture,
was filled with such awe that, in spite of the blind lust burning inside
him, he moved only slowly between the legs of his beloved. He felt
almost afraid, as though he were approaching a shrine of great sanctity.
His long member was completely hard, but now it seemed to become even
bigger and to strain forward even farther. When he was in position he
paused. He felt a lump in his throat, a knot in his stomach. The boy
caressed the two firm, golden hemispheres with his eyes. He regarded the
open furrow between the muscled hills with love.  Kneeling with his legs
folded under him, he caressed the vision that his lover offered with a
shy hand.

As he lingered, he was able to memorize his sensations. Lost in adoring
contemplation, the eyes of the excited youth drank in the vision of his
lover's bottom, so eagerly raised.

Slowly, breaking through his hesitation, Adriano parted the two round
masses of muscle, caressing them lightly with the spread fingers of one
hand. As more was revealed to his eyes, the boy brought his face nearer,
impatient to see what had, until that moment, been hidden. Then at last
he saw the round, dark and inviting hole centered between his fingers.
He saw it contract and then relax in anxious anticipation of his caress.
He felt as if it had hypnotized him. The boy bent to lean his soft cheek
on the velvety skin of one buttock and he rubbed it, voluptuously
inhaling the sensual and musky scent of his man. Then he straightened
and, without moving his eyes, he placed the small jar of vaseline
between his legs. It was already open and he plunged a finger of his
free hand in. In his inexperience, the boy began to annoint the whole
length of Gustavo's furrow.

At the same time, Gustavo, who had waited quietly while Adriano had
admired his body, began to shudder, emitting quiet moans each time the
boy's finger passed over his tight hole. The boy wasn't sure how much
vaseline to use so he took some more and spread it on again, until the
whole valley was slippery as a crevasse of polished ice.

The slender boy leaned to the side so that he could put the small jar on
the floor. Looking around for something on which to clean his greased
finger and seeing nothing apt, he wiped it on the fold of his groin.
Then before starting, he asked the young priest almost shyly, "May I...
now?"

"Oh yes!" the beautiful man answered, "Push it into me, now!"

Adriano drew nearer, guiding his rod with his hand, to give it the right
angle, ready to finally mate with his man. He bent for one quick, kiss
in veneration of the bottomhe was at last ready to invade.

"Ahhh... I am here!" the boy sighed inserting the tip of his member
between the two warm mounds.

But, as soon as he pushed, the excess vaseline, as well as his
inexperience, caused his rod slide upwards out of the furrow.
Shuddering, he tried again, lower this time; but his member again
slipped off the mark, sliding downwards and attacking the testicles
which hung down between the strong man's legs. Gustavo felt tempted to
reach around to help guide his lover to the goal; but then he thought
that it would be better to let the boy alone to work it out for himself.
On his third attempt, his member now well lubed and the vaseline less
abundant in the furrow, Adriano finally felt his glans single out the
narrow door of pleasure. As the tip started to enter, the hole
palpitated invitingly and he felt a great heat.

"Ohhh... there's nothing better than a man... right?" Adriano spoke his
thought aloud with deep astonishment, enjoying the sensation of the
impending union. And he started to push, little by little applying more
force to the wedge of flesh that was tasting the hot hole's resistance.

"No, nothing better..." Gustavo murmured, pushing himself back towards
the boy's member, which he was now impatient to receive.

"There cannot be. This is the best." the boy said, feeling a strong heat
flooding him and his temples pulsating with force. He pushed harder.

The few times his hole had been explored had been ten years ago;
therefore, for Gustavo it might as well have been his first time. The
tip of the cock that was opening its way into him, stretching his tight
anus little by little, hurt. The pain made the man's head jolt. His
strong legs trembled. But Gustavo succeeded in taking command of himself
and remained quiet and relaxed under the boy's continuous pushing.  The
boy's rigid shaft was now bearing down, harder and harder, on Gustavo's
hole until he was pressing with his full weight.

Suddenly the tight circle of muscle which guarded the entrance yielded
to the tip of Adriano's rod which drove a couple of inches into the dark
channel searching for hidden and precious treasures of pleasure. Gustavo
choked out a strong, short yell but he valiantly pressed back with his
pelvis to facilitate the long rod's complete invasion of his body.

"Ohhhh... it's hot! Like a furnace!" Adriano exclaimed aloud when all
his glans had been received into the tender gut that was opening for
him. "It really seems like fire!" he repeated with fervent awe, as he
sank, now without difficulty, into the tightness of the welcoming
channel.

An eruption of overwhelming heat spread over Adriano's entire body as
his mind , astounded and happy, contemplated the thought that they were
at last united, more and more deeply united. The boy was now sinking
deeper without pushing, just from the weight of his slender body. He was
almost in as far as he could go. He gasped. His body jerked with a
combination of great pleasure and great dismay as sharp sensations
started to glow throughout his tense body and stars exploded in his
eyes. "Uuunnghhh!" he moaned, tensing all his muscles trying desperately
to stop the process. "No! Ohhhhhh no! I... not yet...! God, Gustavo,
what can I do? I... I think... Oh, no, I'm near cumming again! I
don't... I don't want..." he invoked with desperate voice.

"Stay still... don't move!" Gustavo urged him. "Stay still..." he added
with a calm voice. "Like that... that's right..." the young priest
encouraged him. "Now, just relax."

Adriano's long member, alive and strong, pulsed several times inside the
man's tight channel, but the intensity decreased. It almost surrendered.
"Okay, that's good. You don't have to do anything. Just lie there on top
of me and relax. Lie still," the man encouraged Adriano, and the boy
complied. "Just let your excitement settle down."

For several minutes they lay, joined together, panting but still.
Adriano was still breathing strong and fast. His member, still hard and
pulsating, was firmly embedded in the depths of the tight hold of the
handsome parson's hole.

After a while Gustavo said to him in a calm voice, "Now, pull it out,
slowly."

Adriano was surprised and disappointed. Did this mark the end of what he
had just begun but not completed? Reluctantly he got up on all fours,
slowly lifting his body up. He looked down between their bodies and,
with a sense of regret, saw his own member, glossy with vaseline and
shining like a polished steel sword, slipping out of Gustavo's firm ass
and coming back into the light. His balls were aching and the boy felt
tempted to ignore Gustavo's request. On an impulse he reversed and sank
his whole length back inside again.

The bed suddenly rocked. Adriano pulled back but Gustavo moved forward
rapidly and escaped him. Even though perplexed, the boy rose nimbly to
his knees as Gustavo slipped away and turned over onto his back.

"I don't unders... I'm not very good, right?" Adriano asked in a
disheartened voice, looking sadly at him and feeling rejected.

Gustavo shook his head smiling, "No, no," he answered with a sweet tone,
"We are learning together, you and I. I just had an idea..." he added
enticingly as he rolled his strong legs into the air and pulled them to
his chest

Adriano, still kneeling, was baffled. Gustavo was spreading his knees
pulling them to his sides and holding them in that position with his big
hands. The strong man's big, half-erect member slipped to his tense
belly  and lay amidst the thick hair of his groin. In that position, it
reached to his belly button. The heavy sack of his testicles hung down
towards his pulsing hole which shone with vaseline.

When he saw that the boy was not moving he asked, "So, what are you
waiting for, my little boy?" His voice was soft and he smiled  at the
boy in wanton invitation. Then, reading the doubt in Adriano's eyes, he
explained, "Hey, Hot Blood, even if you can't hold back for long, I want
to be able to look into your beautiful eyes and your gentle face when it
happens. Come on, push it slowly into me... Come back to me..." he
pleaded. Adriano, opening his feelings again with relief and joy, smiled
with renewed desire and moved into position, mounting his lover's body.

The boy's wide shoulders trembled as his sinuous back bent over Gustavo.
He started cautiously to enter the hot cavern of the young parson's ass
again . His shoulders pushed the athletic man's firm thighs down,
holding them fast between their two chests.

The fervent novice, seriously conscientious, engaged himself to do
everything the right way. He would forget nothing, not even a kiss.
Awkward but determined, he wrapped his arms around Gustavo's shoulders
and lowered himself down until their lips met.

The quick kiss sent an electric shock that made his member, tightly
closed in the upward turned channel of the man, pulsate. He jerked in a
breath of air with a quick, deep gasp. Then, a longer, deeper kiss, with
both partners fully engaged with manly vigour. Each was thirsty for sex,
each thirsty for his companion and with equal passion. Their kiss
expressed virile demand and at the same time it was a gift each gave the
other from his own virility.

The youth's tongue tested the mouth of his golden man with his tongue,
while his hands caressed all of Gustavo's body they could reach.
Becoming more and more insatiable, Adriano filled and explored Gustavo's
mouth with his tongue while at the same time he pushed himself deeper
into the dark, tight hole that palpitated between the muscular buttocks
of his man.

The evening before, Gustavo's dance of love had given him wild
sensations of pleasure. Now these resurfaced in his mind. Adriano was
firmly determined to give the best of his loving caresses to the man who
lay beneath him in such a welcoming position. He propped himself up with
hands and knees on the mattress and  parted his silky skin from
Gustavo's body by some four inches. Most of his long member remained
embedded in the man's tight hole as he started a dance of his own.
Adriano rocked his pelvis up and down, back and forth, in a set of
measured strokes which filled both the lovers with pleasure. He was
investigating the athletic body folded under him. His small, tense
bottom swayed at each thrust, exploring with his member, hoping to
discover the special spot in his tight channel, that spot that would
make his lover's pleasure explode, as it had exploded for Adriano on the
previous evening.

He seized his man's ankles and stretched them upwards. He parted them to
the maximum, stretching his own arms, to be able to penetrate his lover
better. He was breathless from the increasing pleasure he was feeling as
he slid inside Gustavo's tight channel and his voice trembled as he
asked, "Do you like it?"  He thrust deeply into lover and felt him
shudder.

In reply, Gustavo let out a low, heated moan.

"Is it good, this way?" Adriano insisted and thrust a second time.

The man lying under him was too excited to be able to answer coherently,
because of the intensity of his enjoyment that he was receiving from the
youth who busied himself above him, inside of him, he could only emit
short moans and murmurs. His eyes were closed and his forehead covered
by a diadem of tiny drops of sweat. The beautiful man with the golden
skin inhaled and exhaled long breaths as he tried to control the
trembling that seized his body. He gasped and flung his head from one
side to the other several times, as he curled his back to raise his
pelvis up, trying to enjoy at it's deepest penetration the strong and
perfect tool that the passionate boy was hammering into him, using it to
carve out pleasure like a great artist chisels marble.

Gazing down at his panting man, Adriano's eyes suddenly widened. He
hurled himself into the tight channel of his lover in a series of
vigorous thrusts.

Gustavo's chest was rising and falling in huge breaths as he lay
passively, letting his young and delicious lover surge between his
spread legs and learn for himself the art of creating pleasure for them
both in Gustavo's welcoming channel. Shuddering on the crumpled sheets,
the young paron's big body was completely focused in sweet anticipation,
while Adriano, bending down to him again, clung to his body. The youth's
fine features seemed to shine with an intense, warm light, while his
face slowly lowered.

Their lips had almost met when Gustavo suddenly whispered, "No,
hot-blood... no... stop there. I want to see your face! I need to see
your beautiful face."

"Do you feel OK?" Adriano murmured, panting.

"Oh, yes... never better than now..." Gustavo forcefully reassured him,
without any need to think about it. Looking deeply inside Adriano's
eyes, he added, his voice congested with deep passion, "This feels so
incredible... You have to believe me! Here, I'll show you how great it
is."

And, to show him, the strong man abandoned the passive role he had
imposed on himself. He reached avove his head and grabbed onto the iron
bars of the bedstead, braced his legs against the boy's shoulders, and
then started to push and rotate his ass against Adriano's groin, moaning
strongly each time the boy thrust into him. Gustavo's member was again
erect, and it danced franticly under Adriano's fascinated eye from the
motion of his pelvis.

Adriano's golden man cried out forcefully and then cried out again as
his pleasure seized him, in burning  pangs. "Ohhh, y-e-sss... Yes! MY
boy... MY BOY!... it's too great!" Gustavo exclaimed, arching his back.
He let go his hold on the bedstead and seized Adriano's waist with
trembling hands, pulling him against himself hard. His whole body was
beaded with sweat. His dark eyes, filled with joyous amazement, invoked
the ecstasy. "Push it all the way in... give me what I want! Fuck me
hard! Love!" the beautiful young parson murmured, completely turned on.

Answering to the urgent demand of his man's need, and also his own,
Adriano pistoned into the sweet, tight channel in a series of strokes,
fast and strong, making the whole bed surge. His hammering virility was
the key that soon opened the floodgates of the priest's body. From his
rigid member strong jets of seed gushed forth in cataracts sprinkling
the beautiful man's belly and downy chest. His sturdy body was shaken
like a leaf in the wind as he jammed his butt up against the boy's
fierce spear. The man, clenching his white teeth, emitted a roar of
sheer ecstasy.

Gustavo felt more than drunk. As he reached the top of his huge orgasm,
he was in a state of euphoria. In his ecstasy he felt as if a giant hand
were squeezing his belly, blocking his breath and his lucidity. His
mouth opened as he felt himself and the room spin in giant spirals. The
flow of his seed felt as if it were boiling. The only thing that was
clear in the strong, beautiful man's mind was that the source of all
this pleasure was Adriano. Adriano, the boy he loved.

As the semen spread, its pearl-like color  and its intense perfume acted
as an aphrodisiac for Adriano and increased his natural and virile need
to expell the heat that was overflowing his testicles and tormenting his
youth. With a galloping heart, Adriano fell on Gustavo, letting go any
attempt to control his thrusting member into the man. He plunged on,
deep into the man's hot gut, vigorous and disorderly.

The boy hugged the priest's big body to himself and with the energy of a
wild stallion in rut he continued to mount his splendid man, humping
with frenzied impatience. The boy almost sobbed for pleasure as, faster
and faster, he slid in and out of the hot, mysterious depths, tight and
welcoming, strong and safe, of his beloved.

As in a counterpoint of a bass and of a tenor, the moans and cries of
the two young lovers intermingled and rose one above the other in a duet
of passion. They began to speak the language lovers speak who travel to
a splendid land, so far away and yet so close. Every sensation, every
expression was part of a dialog between the two lovers, urgent demands,
where to touch, with how much strength to squeeze to flavor the love
they were making, warm sighs to narrate joyful sensations, moans to
record a perfect movement, these blended in a crescendo of intimacy and
fusion, glances and smiles, flowing gestures and shudders, the special
language with which both were learning to communicate was bringing them
to a perfect union. The unity of their bodies, tightly intertwined, was
such that it was no longer possible to tell where one ended and the
other began, an ecstatic union that was deep and filled with
astonishment.

Adriano let out a yell. His manly nature shone out as if scoured by a
thunderbolt. And a second after the first cry, another: this time the
hollow roar of a young lion rose from the boy's throat. Suddenly his
lean, muscled body tensed and fired off with unexpected vigour. "Ohhhh!
Gustavo!... Mmmhhh!... I am here... here..." he panted, his voice
choked, , astounded at the intensity of what he was feeling as he rushed
down the steep and splendid descent. He fucked Gustavo's ass with all
his might, energetically and deeply.

Gustavo wanted to savorhis lover to the limit, so he freed himself from
the boy's arms and rose up, cupping the small tense buttocks with his
big hands, vigorously pulling him into himself, feeling him shudder. "I
want all of it inside me... all of it... Give it to me, Adriano ! All of
it!" he commanded, kneading his lover's sweet darting bottom.

And finally Adriano's young shuddering body started to expel his load of
seed, happy to give Gustavo all that he was able to supply him.

"Again!" the young priest, intoxicated by the feeling of each jet inside
himself, murmured, taut with the frenzy of the senses, while he trembled
and squeezed the the fierce member of his boy in the heat of his
channel. "Again... again..."

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CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 10

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