Date: Wed, 14 Jun 2006 13:35:25 +0200 From: A.K. <andrej@andrejkoymasky.com> Subject: Beach Tales - 9/16 (Encounters) ---------------------------- BEACH TALES by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2006 written on October 23 rd 1994 translated by the author English text kindly revised by Brian ----------------------------- USUAL DISCLAIMER "BEACH TALES" 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 - THE REVISION The town council decided to improve its services for tourists, therefore made it compulsory for all the lifeguards having less than five years experience to participate in special courses in order to renew their license. This obliged all the younger lifeguards to enroll and to attend the course. All together they are eleven, all men. Today, during the first aid course, there is mouth-to-mouth resuscitation lesson. First of all the teacher explains the theory, then he gives a demonstration, and has all the students try on a rubber life-size dummy. Then he says, "Good. Now you'll pair off and practice with each other." Somebody protests, "I would have to put my mouth on that of one of them? If there was a girl, at least..." "You have not to kiss him, dumbass, but to practice mouth-to-mouth resuscitation!" the teacher retorts and everybody laughs. But the wisecracks are abundant, possibly also to dispel the embarrassment that many are feeling. "I'll try it at home with my wife..." "And I with my girlfriend!" "And then I bet you'll teach her also the mouth-to-cock resuscitation!" "Smart boy, you understood at once!" Anyway they start to practice. Alfredo finds himself paired with Donato. They are both twenty-two-years-old, they are friends from childhood and attended the same schools together. "You do the drowned guy part first, Alfredo?" "Alright... do I seem drowned enough? Go on, kiss me... you are prince charming and I beauty sleeping in the woods..." Laughing, Donato gets over him, kneeling astride on his chest, he applies his mouth to that of his friend - he blows, then with his legs and arms compresses the lungs, blows, compresses, blows... Alfredo, under him, is perceiving a weird fact, or rather an embarrassing one - his member is becoming hard... the lips contact? His friend's hands on his face? His bare legs on his sides? Be that as it may, Donato is a male and yet he is becoming aroused. He just hopes it is not visible, or else, who can stand all his friends' quips? Then he recalls when, both little boys, for some months he and Donato had had mutual jerking sessions. Well, kids' games. But now? "Change!" the teacher announces. For a moment Donato lowers and Alfredo feels that his friend's member is also hard as steel. While they swap positions, he confusedly thinks, "But then... it had the same effect on he too! Who knows if the others also..." Now he is on top of Donato. He takes his head in his hands, applies his mouth on his friend's mouth and starts... For a short moment he feels tempted to really kiss him, to plunge his tongue in his friend's mouth... But then he tells himself not to be a moron and he executes the exercise with serious care. But not for that his erection subsides... After the lesson they all go out, and in the street the quips and jests about that lesson resume. One after the other each of the students says good-bye and makes his way home. Donato and Alfredo's houses are within a stone's throw, so they walk together. "In three days we will have the final test... will you study, in the afternoon? "Yes, sure." "Well, I'll come to your home, so we can revise together." "Like when we were at school..." Alfredo says with a smile. "Yes, exactly so..." Donato also smiles, and then adds, "At four o'clock is that ok?" "Yes, good, I'll wait for you." Afternoon. They are studying together in Alfredo's room. At one point Donato, in a casual tone, says, "Do you feel like rehearsing the mouth-to-mouth resuscitation?" Alfredo looks at him slightly puzzled, he doesn't see the need for that, but anyway... "Yes, alright. Just a moment, I'll spread a blanket on the floor... Done... who's the first victim?" "You." Donato answers resolutely. Alfredo lies down. Donato gets over him, bends on him, takes his face in his hands, applies his mouth on his friend's mouth and starts. Alfredo has at once, again, a strong erection. And he guesses his friend is possibly in this same condition. So he raises a hand and puts it between his friend's legs, on his basket, waiting for his reaction, ready to say with a laugh, "It was just a joke, come on!" But Donato doesn't fly off the handle, he doesn't jump away, he doesn't protest... instead, he pushes his tongue into Alfredo's mouth and the mouth-to- mouth resuscitation becomes a deep, long, hot kiss. Now Alfredo gropes him, underlining with his fingers the shape of his friend's erection. Donato shudders strongly. Without a word, Alfredo starts to unbutton his friend's shorts fly. He opens them, slips his hand under the elastic band and his hand grasps the naked and hard member of Donato. His friend moans. Alfredo masturbates him. His friend shudders. Then he parts his mouth from his mate's, raises his head a little and looks into his eyes. Alfredo stops masturbating him, waiting, but doesn't pull his hand away from his friend's strong member. "God, Alfredo... what are we doing?" Donato asks in a low voice, feeling troubled. "What we did as kids..." his friend whispers. "But then... we didn't kiss." "We were kids... now we are men..." Alfredo says lightly squeezing the turgid virile evidence of his friends arousal with his hand. "But... isn't this wrong?" "And why?" Alfredo gently asks. "We are both males." "And we like it, don't we?" "Yes, but..." "And we are friends, aren't we?" "Yes..." "So, then? Let yourself go. I want to do it." "I too... at this point." "Come on..." Alfredo murmurs and slips his hands under his friend's T-shirt and caresses his sides, his back. Donato now kisses him again, almost with fury. They brush their bodies one against the other, they touch, caress, undress each other in a hurry - it's as if both are seized by fever. They are naked, lying on their sides. Their members brush, firm and palpitating, one against the other. Donato slips his hand between their bodies, seizes both members and starts to masturbate with vigour, while they exchange a deep and hot kiss again. Alfredo is aware and pleased that Donato is feeling a great relish in what they are doing, as he himself of course, and also that, like any neophyte, Donato is full of veritable enthusiasm. Donato explores his friend's body, looking for the most sensitive spots - soon he discovers that Alfredo strongly shudders as soon as he brushes his tits, therefore he plunges with his mouth to suckle, lick, gently bite them and he's happily aware he can arouse his friend so much. Alfredo abandons himself at these pleasurable sensations. Donato, bending on him, continues to tease his nipples with his mouth, meanwhile he proceeds to explore his friend's body with his hands. He caresses his genitals, his groin. Alfredo, who is now lying on his back, spreads his legs a little to give more room to his friend's hand and moans, overwhelmed with an increasing pleasure. Donato brushes Alfredo's testicles, then under them, the hard root of his member. Alfredo appreciates it and spreads his legs some more. Donato continues in his exploration, pushes further down his hand, caresses his friend's buttocks, slips inside the furrow, with a finger he assays the warm hole of his friend. Alfredo moans strongly, "Oh, Donato, you are making me die..." "You like it?" "Oh, yeah..." "Here also, you like?" he asks amazed, pushing his finger on the flesh bud. "Yeah..." "Also... also so, you like it?" he asks starting to insert the tip of his finger on the warm hole, and moving it slightly. "O yeah..." Alfredo moans. He himself is amazed, "Heck, yes..." Donato feels that his finger has difficulty to enter, so he lubes it with abundant spittle and resumes his charge. Now the finger slips easily inside, for a few centimeters. Alfredo gives a start - pleasure is really strong, he didn't think he could be so sensitive even in that spot. Donato tries to slightly wiggle his finger and his friend shudders. "Good lord, how good, Donato..." he groans and widens his legs more. "Then... I'll try with two fingers..." Donato says almost in a whisper, feeling oddly aroused seeing how much his friend is excited. Two fingers... then three... then... "Oh gosh, Donato... What are you doing?" Alfredo, startled, asks. "Don't you like it?" his friends answers, panting, continuing to push on the insalivated hole his hard member, like a spear. "Oh god... yeah... but it is... too... big..." "But it's entering..." Donato says, determined not to give up - now it's him the one feeling an incredibly intense pleasure. "O gosh, no... oh lord... you hurt me..." "But you like it..." Donato insists, pushing with increasing energy. "Yeah..." Alfredo moans and starts to rapidly masturbate himself. Donato smiles with lust and pushes further down, then, when he is half inside him, starts to pump into his friend with vigour. "No, stop... stop..." Alfredo gasps, torn between pain and pleasure. "No, it's too good..." Donato murmurs, more and more excited. "Yes, but it also hurts..." "It's too good..." Donato repeats increasing his rhythm and wringing his friend's tits. "Donaaatooo..." his friend groans, "noooo..." "Yeeeessss..." Donato pants and starts to unload in the warm depths of Alfredo, who is masturbating himself with energy and soon after reaches his orgasm as well, sprinkling his chest and that of his friend with a set of strong jets. Donato crumbles on him, panting aloud. The two friends little by little relax, at times shaken by a strong trembling. Both have their eyes shut. Donato feels his member gradually deflating and slipping out of the warm, palpitating channel of his friend. Almost at the same time the two youths let out a long and low sigh. "You hurt me..." Alfredo reproaches him, but without harshness, almost with the tone of a grumpy child. "It was too good..." Donato excuses himself, but he doesn't dare to look at his friend's eyes. "That's true..." Alfredo concedes and caresses the nape of his neck. They part. Slowly they put on their clothes. They avoid each others eyes. Alfredo folds away the blanket. "Oh my god! We left the door open... If somebody came while..." Donato says, startled. "Next time we will shut it with the key..." Alfredo whispers, waiting for his friend's reaction. "Yes, of course, it will be better..." Donato says and he quivers with pleasure thinking of that 'next time'... They resume studying. A slight embarrassment still flutters in the air. Alfredo has one of his hands on the table, near the book. Donato puts his hand on it and squeezes it lightly. Alfredo turns his hand and their fingers intertwine. "I hurt you very much?" Donato asks in a low voice, without looking at him. "Well... somewhat... but it was also beautiful..." "Yes, it really was beautiful. But... tell me... this means that we are faggots, you and I?" "I don't know. Possibly yes. Does it matter?" "Well... no... not really... But you know how people here judge it..." "They don't need to know. If it's good for us... Is it good for you?" "Yes, if it's good for you too." When Donato goes back home, before leaving Alfredo's room, he takes his friend in his arms and kisses him on his mouth. Their tongues play for a while, both have their eyes shut. When they part, Donato hints a caress of his friend. "See you soon, my friend. Tomorrow I'll come again to revise..." "Yes, sure." "And... we will close the door..." "Of course." "I'm sorry I hurt you, when..." "Well, it was my first time, but gradually..." ----------------------------- CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 10 ----------------------------- In my home page I've put some more of my stories. If someone wants to read them, the URL is http://andrejkoymasky.com If you want to send me feed-back (really appreciated, be it positive or negative), please e-mail at andrej@andrejkoymasky.com ---------------------------