next to me

photo:Matty

I will sleep so deep and wish that you were here, but for now you are...
next to me
peacefully dreaming, holding me.
feeling soft skin against you with firm
muscle hardening us both
dive into my mouth with your tongue, seeking ,pulling
breathe my air, a sexual gasp; I exhale your breath
sucking in your strawberry flavored tongue.
licking flesh, the scent of us swirls in the air
like perfume.."do you feel that?" I ask and
the response is "ya.." No designs for such
things can be drawn up much to your chagrin.
Happening out of nowhere they continue down
to heaving chests and welcoming stomachs, kissing
stroking. Taking me in your hands pulling out
a fantasy while putting in your bend.
I lay atop of you feeling you beneath me
between my legs; sticky and warm; relieved entirely
At times there are no words just long gazes into
pools of blue that keep you soft and cool.
Here, next to me.

Comments

[Tim1965]

Others cruise boys on the beach, far down there the nudity is. Others try to impress, playing three-quarters-naked volleyball and trying not to reveal that the closest they came to sports in high school was the Huey Lewis album. Others hang with the TVs, TSes and lesbians down by the rocks, "looking cool" by mixing with the sexes and trying not to look at the "icky" breasts and "nasty" cooz but at the danglies of the boy sitting cross-legged across the circle of sand.

Me?

I walked the dunes. Birds. Wind. Salt. Hoping that the torrid fumblings of two (or three or five) boys in the sand would not interrupt the illusion that I was alone with nature and whatever god I could find inside myself.

Such behavior got me dis-invited from P'town.