NOTE: each chapter is a different tale...
Andrej
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 1 - THE SURPRISE
Renzo and Valerio were in the same class for all five years of high school. They had become close friends. This year, after hard work preparing themselves, they passed the high school final exams with good marks. Now they are enjoying their well deserved vacations - together, of course. They rented a room in the Miramare Bread and Breakfast and each morning they went to the beach to swim and to sunbathe; in the afternoon they roamed in the seaside resorts' small town; and in the evening they went to the disco with the friends they made in the place.
As with every morning, they are now in the men's changing cabin of the 'Da Martino' bathing establishment changing and putting on their swimsuits. But, who knows for what reason, this morning Valerio had a raging hard on. He is slightly embarrassed because of his friend, so, to undress, he turns towards the cabin wall.
"Hey, what are you doing? You're suddenly shy?!" As if we never saw each other before!" Renzo mocks and forces him to turn around.
Valerio blushes, Renzo laughs and says: "Ha, your little bird jumped up! Are you ashamed of that? How silly you are!"
"No... It's just that...." Valerio stammers, unable to give any reason.
"It is that you are afraid to cut a bad figure with mine, tell me the truth." his friend jests.
"Don't talk such bullshit! Do you think this is underdeveloped?" Valerio asks pretending he is offended, and looks straight between his friend's legs at his soft member, almost to show that he is absolutely not ashamed. "It seems to me that I have really nothing to envy you for."
"Yeah, but that is just because it is soft. Wait just a moment; then we can see who has the bigger one!" Renzo retorts, and starts to massage and finger his cock under the attentive gaze of his friend. Renzo has a little smile on his lips. And soon his member starts to become turgid, to throb, to stand up.
Valerio confusedly thinks it is a real show. Renzo's dick is becoming really big and, contrary to his own which is pointing straight out and perpendicular to his groin, that of his friend rises and rises until it is almost parallel to his belly and pointing straight up.
"So, then?" Renzo says proudly, "Who's got the bigger one?" as he lightly arches his body forward, as to better show his virile endowment to his visibly astounded friend.
Valerio, even if he has seen his friend naked several times, never saw him aroused before and looks on in fascination. Then he slowly stretches out his hand and brushes it almost if he wanted see if it was real. Renzo, at this spontaneous gesture of admiration from his friend, smiles with satisfaction.
"Holy shit, what a shaft!" Valerio murmurs with a low voice, "That, when hard, could not even be contained by your briefs!"
"That's why I always have to buy very strong latex Speedos. You know, it would be rather embarrassing if he did peep out of my swimming suit while we were on the beach!" Renzo says giggling.
Valerio gently takes it with his full hand, "I can barely get my hand around it! Long and big!" he murmurs more and more admiringly.
"Well, it is ten inches in length and eight and a half in circumference." his friend says with pride.
"Did you measure it?" Valerio asks astounded, his hold tightening a little, and feels it surge in his hand, warm, stirring, hard.
"Yes, sure, why? Didn't you ever measure yours?" Renzo answers stretching out his hand to Valerio as if to measure it, and he seizes his pole. Valerio feels a light jolt, but says nothing. "And then..." Renzo laid it on heavier and said, "when I jack off, you have to see how many pints come out..."
Valerio glides to his knees: "It's beautiful, really beautiful...." he mutters filled with admiration.
Renzo looks at him somewhat astounded, but all things considered the evident admiration of his friend gives him a faint sensation of pride and pleasure.
Valerio nears it with his face, as if he wanted to see it from close up, and while his hands cups his friends firm little buttocks, he puts it on his lips and starts to kiss it.
"Hey, what are you doing"!? Renzo says taken unaware, with a surprised expression, and tries to back up, to break the contact. But Valerio, his hands firm on Renzo's butt, pulls him to himself and starts to vigorously lap it. "Stop it! Come on, what's with you this morning?" Renzo protests, in a low but determined voice.
Valerio seems almost mad; he licks, lightly bites, kisses the powerful shaft of his friend. Renzo tries again to escape him, but at the same time starts to feel sensations, to say the least, pleasurable. He shivers, but he still tries to resist.
"Stop it, Valerio, come on! Don't make me mad! Oooh..." he moans, as he feels the pleasure becoming intense. "Hey, you... you... come on, you aren't... a fag?" he asks with muffled voice, trying again to back away. But Valerio doesn't let him go, and Renzo is now with his back against the wooden wall of the narrow cabin.
"Let me go, Valerio... oh god!... stop it, come on... ooohh!" he pants tensing, but his friend now puts his lips on the purple glans and starts to make it slip little by little inside his hot mouth.
"Oh god.... oooh... no... come on... noooo... oh shit... what are... you doing?..." Renzo moans in a low voice and feels his legs becoming soft from the more and more intense feeling. Now Valerio is moving his mouth fast, back and forth, on that hot hard stake. Renzo feels weak, weaker, and slowly glides down to sit on the cabin floor, his knees well spread. Valerio doesn't slacken his hold and follows his friend's descending trajectory, pulling his pelvis to him, and continuing to greedily suck him.
"Stop it, come on... oooh... oooh god.... nooo... stooop..." Renzo pants and his body is all a quiver. Valerio is completely deaf to his friend's plea, he continues his blow job with increasing passion, and feeling that his friend is finally surrendering, skillfully brushes and teases with his fingertips the dark nipples of his friend, on his broad, heaving chest.
"No, Vale... come on, noooo... oooh... ooohhh... yes... yeeees.... oh, goood, yeah!..." Renzo murmurs finally surrendering to the pleasure he is feeling.
He never did it with a boy, he never even thought of doing it... He looks at the curly head of his friend rapidly rocking up and down on his groin, he looks at the wide, strong, smooth back bending between his spread legs trembling with pleasure, he looks at the slender waist and at the sweet curve of Valerio's butts... He never suspected that with a man it was possible to get such an intense pleasure! He never fancied that his friend liked doing that. He is astounded, delighted and astounded. His hands glide over Valerio's back, he bends to the boy bending to his groin, he reaches the firm buttocks and feels them. Feels his friend shivering. He pushes his hand down more, his finger explores the furrow, lingers on the soft, hot spot, brushes it, teases it, tests it...
It was not a planned gesture, something he thought about. He did it almost by instinct, in fact he is hardly thinking at all; he is no more able to think, the unexpected and intense pleasure his friend is giving him is too strong, so strong that he can't understand anything, his brain is muddled....
He feels the flesh quiver, almost inviting him, so he pushes, feels it surrender readily, his first joint slips inside...
Suddenly Valerio pulls his head away from Renzo's lap and kneels. Renzo hastily pulls his hands away from his friend's buttocks, ashamed to death - he confusedly thinks he overstepped the mark, he is embarrassed, he feels he has to apologize, if it is not too late...
But to his amazement he sees his friend smiling. Valerio lies on his back, pulls his legs to his chest and whispers to him: "Fuck me..."
Renzo looks at him, unbelieving, then looks at the nice ass offered. The excitation that he feels in him is so strong, he doesn't think, he acts on impulse, driven by the intense desire for enjoyment that his friend arose in him. He gets on his knees, leans against the small offered ass, drives his powerful stake at the target, points it, pushes... and feels himself sinking smoothly into Valerio. He feels a burst of heat, then an intense pleasure that constricts his throat, makes his temples drum. He sinks further into the hot, tight, welcoming love channel of his friend, he sinks more, more...
"Fuck me, go on..." Valerio murmurs pulling him by the waist.
"Yeah... oh yeah..." Renzo groans and gathering all his strength, he hurls himself in an unrestrained gallop, and vigorously mounts his willing friend.
"Oh, that's good!" Valerio moans shaking his curly head left and right.
"Yeah..." Renzo pants without slowing his rhythm, and confusedly asking himself why this didn't happen before... it's so long they have been friends, always together... and he is happy that his friend is giving himself to him. He feels that their close friendship took leap in quality, and he feels grateful to his friend for the intimacy he brought them to. He looks at Valerio under him, smiling, and inside himself he thinks that his friend is beautiful, that he likes him, that now that he 'found' him, he doesn't want to lose him never, ever...
"Oh yes, I like it!" Valerio groans, feeling close to a strong orgasm.
"Yeaaaah.... yeaaaah..." Renzo moans, wet with sweat, while he hammers with incredible gusto inside his friend.
Renzo feels that his orgasm is near and gathers his last strength. Valerio understands it and rapidly jacks off, making his hole throb on the big stake filling him. This increases Renzo's pleasure even more, and he is losing his head. He feels like an electric shock is springing from the nape of his neck, rapidly running down his spine, bouncing up, and violent jets errupt from his powerful stake, one after the other, into the depths of his friend who in his turn gushes out with strong contractions.
Meanwhile, outside the cabin a queue of bathers who have to change their clothes has formed. One of them, tired of waiting, decides to knock at the door...
"Yes... we are coming... we are coming..." Renzo shouts in a choked voice while he feels the last waves of warm seed flowing out of him, flooding the warm intimacy of his friend.
"We are coming..." Valerio echoes him, sated and happy. They French kiss, still intertwined.
They part, bursting into laughter, rapidly put on their swimsuits, looking at each other with a conspiratorial smile. Renzo rapidly kisses Valerio on the lips again; they gather their belongings and go out with a quiet expression.
Yes, it will be an unforgettable, splendid vacation!
CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 2
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