My fingers caress the keys, thinking that I caress your body. Looking for in Internet something that moves my soul. Among the messages sent to a community gay, I encounter an album of pictures, Pictures 1988. I open it and I am dazzled by the beauty of images that contains.
First plane: the white and perfect body of an adolescent, of feet, the hands supported in the frame of the window. Behind him, in a second plane, among the shades, the body of a man, strong and powerful, their legs, their torso, he almost erect penis. The man's hand approaching slowly, to the white body. Don't touch me, the afraid souls of the alive ones scream. Touch me, the souls whisper in pain, of those that never enjoyed the beautiful forbidden fruits. Now in the picture, the cock of the man seems to arise of the shades. The adolescent's head is turned, his hypnotized eyes follow the evident growth of the man's sex. The image is frozen in this way, boy and man, both still awaiting theirs relentless future.
Finally the hand touches the white body, the man cock is now completely erect. The boy's sex is also guessed erect among the shades. Communion among what is and what will be.
The pure and hard masculinity, and the awakening of to the sex of a boy, a male's project, a sex to define. The man's hand, among the beautiful legs that open up from behind to welcome that intimate caress. The boy doesn't know his body, now he offers it, waiting that it is valued. The man now cannot value anything, only he feels the pressure of his sex and the yearning of his soul. Both they have need one of the other. The fire and the water. The light and the darkness. I close the eyes and at the same time the album of pictures. Let us leave them alone that the gods illuminate the roads of their bodies and of their souls. In my imagination the hard cock, perfect and beautiful, is touching the white buttocks. To be or not to be that is the question.
I cannot resist it and I open the album of pictures again. I decide for the life, then the hand caresses the youth's flank, the boy turns its face looking for the man's lips. The scene stops again. Incredibly beautiful. The lightly returned boy, the inclined man, like a wild animal near to give the fatal bite. The boy offers his body in his given look. I jump some pages, now first plane of two erect sexes, the one of the boy and the one of the man. Only a few centimeters separate them, they are awaiting for a hand that joins them, the hand of a mother, of a wife, of a sister. Now the humid penis tips kiss each other. The boy's thigh ascending in the dimness among the man's legs, it is guessed what the boy lips are looking for. Now the small boy ass up on the white savannas, his half-open legs, his face turn smiles to the camera. Now other first plane of the man's face collapsing among the white semi spheres. Now the sat down boy in the bed, contemplates enrage the man's beautiful naked body.
In another picture the boy body leans and his hand extends hesitant toward the man's body. What did it caress first? The masculine chest?, The soft body hair of the strong legs? The sex almost erect? Now yes, first plane of the adolescent's white hand touching the curly body hair of the man chest, one of his fingers on the dark and erect man nipple. In another image it is the boy's cheek the one that caresses the beautiful and already completely erect cock.
In the following picture, first plane of the boy's rosy langue and of the man's bulbous gland, does he with the crystalline lens overflowing for the small opening, making a fragile bridge of semen?, or it only saliva? does he going to join both tips. I jump a few pages of the album. On an armchair, the two nudes, the boy threaded by the man's member, both have the open legs, the white and almost feminine of the boy contrast with the darkest and virile in the man, it can be seen the testicles of both clearly, both penises erect, only a few centimeters are visible from the man penis the rest is in the interior of the boy body. Both with the closed eyes seem concentrated in their deep pleasure.
These images excite me a lot. I descend my pants, I contemplate my erect sex , the vision of it and of the discovered part of my legs excites me more, it could be also a beautiful picture, and it must be in the album pictures with the observer's images. I caress my member lightly, and I follow looking at the album.
This picture is continuation of the previous one, and one of the man's hand wraps the adolescent sex, the other one caresses its white chest. In the following picture, the boy's torso is rotated, his hands connect to the man's neck. A first plane of both looking at theirs eyes, while they bring near their lips in search of kisses.
These beautiful scenes fill me of lust. I sometimes identify myself with the man, other times with the boy, remembering my adolescence and youth. I pick up with a finger the wet of the tip of my penis and I take it to my lips. I sit down a little sad and melancholic, thinking in that in my youth I didn't have the opportunity to live the moments of the boy's of the album happiness.
In search of the identity of the main characters, I look at the first leaf of the album. Both seated in front of front in a table, they seem to be writing, and for a moment they have rotated the head to look to the camera. It cannot be certain what I see, the boy is me when I was an adolescent and the man is me also some years ago. Evidently they are pictures truncates, somebody have had the infinite patience and ability to make this work. But who? And who are the true main characters? I revise the pictures, with the zoom wide details. A mole under my right nipple this there, as much in the boy as in the man. I look for the address of Internet of who sent the pictures, and I find that is one of my old addresses. I wake up then. Everything has been a dream. In this world it could not have happened something so beautiful. With those images in my head I masturbate until the dawn.
I apologize of my english, this is my translation of a story that I originaly wrote in spanish. I have others stories posted in nifty. If you like it please write to me, I need your feed back. I have others stories in spanish, if you can and want to traslate it to english I will send to you.
Alfredo