"My ears hurt from that blasting music since this morning." At four-thirty Billie had enough of the heat, the sun scorching the temperature to ninety-eight.
“I know,” Glenn agreed.
“I’ve cooled some in the pool. But the water doesn’t cool me enough. I’m getting out of the sun to sit in the shade at that table by our cabin.”
While Billie watched the activity down below, Glenn slowly walked into the shallow end of the pool.
Fifteen husky bears, thirty to fifty years old, frolicked with one another. Their bodies were covered with dense mats of hair, body tattoos, shaved heads and full beards. On the other side of the pool ten young lesbians partied. Their slender bodies, adorned with colorful ink engravings and piercings, they complimented the bears in festivities.
A young man, a straw cowboy hat topping his head, jumped in front of Billie. “I need some discretion. Do you mind holding this up while I change?”
“Only if I can look.” Billie laughed. Facing Billie, the cowboy handed him a large multi-colored scarf to hold, while he slid his swimming suit down his legs, exposing his bare ass to the throngs watching from the pool. A round of applause circulated through the area.
Billie peeked in front of the scarf. What a nice hairy chest of glistening brown hair. He has a beautiful dick even though it’s limp. I want to touch it. But I can’t.
“Thanks.” The younger man smiled, as he retrieved his scarf and returned to his chair among his friends.
Billie watched Glenn, scoping the masculine landscape. Deciding to walk to their Prius for his anniversary card for Glenn, Billie thought. I should buy a bottle of champagne from the bartender.
“Where’d you go?” Glenn yelled from their doorway, as Billie returned via the poolside.
“I went to the car.”
Inside their room Glenn spread out two plates with smoked Gouda cheese and salami on the bed. On the nightstand set a bottle of champagne and two glasses filled to the brim.
“That’s funny. I was going to buy a bottle at the bar.”
They sat on their bed still clothed in their swimsuits sipping champagne.
When Glenn closed the window blinds, they exchanged their anniversary cards. “Even though our anniversary is a week away, I wanted to celebrate it here.”
“I like that we did too. Our anniversary is on the same day I have surgery. What fun?” I’m not going to let that coincidence bother our early celebration.
After indulging in food and drink, they sprawled on the bed. “It’s time to suck your dick.” Slipping off Billie’s Speedo, Glenn proceeded to carry out his plan. Billie then rolled Glenn on his back, reciprocating the gesture, providing him a satisfactory orgasm too. They lay on the bed naked, Glenn’s left arm and both legs wrapped around his husband.
As Glenn dosed, Billie wondered. Will he be content enough not to seek any further attention from Sam and Pete?
The participating authors for Saturday's AfterDark Moments. Read read and comment on their stories:
1.The AfterDark World with Ray Sostre
3.Pablo Michaels Man to Man Romantic Fiction