Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Two Nights of Ecstacy


ONE
The beach house on Plum Island. Night. Bedroom windows and doors to the upstairs deck flung wide open. Lying on the bed naked and feeling the slightly chill, salt-scented breeze from the ocean flow across my silky sunburned skin, kissing my pale tumescent nipples and riffling through the little patch of blonde pubic hair.  I can hear the sound of the waves breaking on the shore. All the rest is deep silence. No one else exists in the universe except for me and my gym sock. 
TWO
One small tent pitched on the shore of Menantico Pond. It is the height of a New Jersey summer. Eleven o’ clock at night and the temperature is still 90° and the air is wringing wet. Bobby and I are lying naked on the tarp and there is sand everywhere. Bobby whispers in my ear and I roll over on to my stomach. Bobby is horny and in a hurry. A quick kiss on the back of my neck and he is lubing up his blue-veined jackhammer. As he pushes into my tight secret portal I am amazed at how tenaciously sand adheres to man lube. He starts to pump. As he sandpapers my anus I am being caressed by the love bites of a million mosquitoes the size of sparrows. As a single tear slides out of my impossibly cobalt eye and runs down my adorably freckled nose, I murmur through clenched teeth, “Jesus fucking Christ bobby. How long is it going to take you to fucking cum?”