“Damn, I must go back. Maybe I can relive our last day together, even though he said he would be back on Valentine’s Day.” Cameron’s longing for his partner was more frustration than he could tolerate after Josh’s departure to India to train new workers in a top secret project. It was bad enough he would be gone for a year, but their only method of communication was through wishful fantasies and brief discussions on their phones on weekends. Cameron couldn’t wait for Josh’s return two weeks away. He had to relive that last day at Sandy Dunes Beach Resort again, with or without his partner.
Cameron arrived at the long stretch of the secluded, sprawling beach under overcast skies. Relieved the resort had but a few guests during this same off-season weekday, like they enjoyed a year before, he lay down his towel on the deserted sand. He stripped his clothes, throwing them down on the ground and ran along the water’s edge, dancing in and out of the rolling tide of waves. Cameron visualized Josh and him naked. And then pictured those horses they rode bareback along the ocean shore. He sprinted down the shoreline, until he collapsed in a sheltered cove. Sprawled on the sand, dazed and winded, he drifted into a hazy, slumbering spell, his longing for Josh persisting.
A warm, dense blanket of fog hovered over the beach, obscuring Cameron’s waking vision. He focused on an obscure image, standing above him.
“Well, are you going to climb up?” Josh spoke from the human appendage of the Centaur visualization.
“You’re back.” Cameron jumped to his feet.
“Hurry up. We don’t have all day.” The legs of the horse knelt, as Josh extended his hand.
Cameron grabbed his hand and climbed on his back.
The Centaur perched on its hind legs in a two legged stance, and then galloped to the water’s edge, kicking up sandy drifts with its hoofs.
When Cameron wrapped his arms wrapped around Josh’s waist, the Centaur pranced along the shoreline through the tumbling tide of waves.
“I missed you. I’m glad you’re back.” Feeling heat from Josh’s shoulders and waist, Cameron pressed his erect dick against Josh’s back.
“I’m taking you away where we’ll never be separated again.” Josh answered back.
When they rounded a jetty of land, the sun grew bright, melting the fog.
Cameron woke, drowsily, discovering himself alone, sprawled on the sand under a blazing sun.
“Just like the gods took him away, they taunted me with a fantasy. I hope they bring him back the day he said.” He stood up and walked back down the shore, longing for Josh and the arrival of Valentine’s Day.
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