Beth Carter: http://bethdcarter.blogspot.com/
J S Morbius: http://morbiussworld.blogspot.co.uk/
I have selected a photograph from Go Naked Magazine. I found it intriguing but was unable to keep Mutual Consent under 500 words.
Dale, naked and perched on the rocky ledge, bent is head down. He scoured the deserted shoreline for peaceful serenity, he wasn’t living. Dale always dreamed of meeting one man who would be curiously interested, not only for physical attraction but also for mind, heart and soul. He considered most men he dated creeps, deflating his ego and self-respect. Wanting a fast fuck encounter, they discouraged his long awaited hopes.
Drifting into the calming sounds of the waves pounding the rock strewn beach, he envisioned the ecstasy for the moment. The gentle winds tickle my bare skin with the salty, damp, ocean spray, like a welcomed, soothing massage. The splashing waves silence the deafening requests from those who wanted me only for a physical exchange. The solitude of the natural landscape replaces the images of the men I want to forget. If only I could live this moment forever but not alone.
“You’re not alone.” A low voice whispered. “I’ve felt the same. Isn’t this beach breath catching?”
Dale twisted his head to gaze at a smiling man.
“Hi, I’m Antonio. I’ve admired you from a distance. Not only today but a week ago, too. I came back hoping to see you again. Your beautiful trances intrigue me. We have something in common. Your youthful, sleek physical appearance is inviting but what’s deep inside brings an addiction to know you more.
Could he be real? Dale’s thoughts asked. “My name is Dale. I must be lost inside myself. I discovered this beach last week. It’s been my escape. I didn’t notice you. I thought I’ve been alone here.”
“I thought that too until I saw you. I was obsessed all week in finding you again. Why don’t we walk while we get to know each other more? I’m a short walk to a tranquil, sandy area.” Antonio extended his hands to guide Dale from the rocky shelve.
As they strolled, Dale realized his perceptions of Antonio’s physical appearance had been blinded by his new friend’s interior glowing aura. I feel light headed. What he’s said has aroused me. He has a gorgeous body, too. His hairy, bronze chest, short, black hair and a smile accented with deep set dimples make me weak in the knees. Those clear, sky blue eyes draw me closer, trapping my desire into unknown passion.
Around a jutting cliff, they entered a sandy cove, emanating tranquility. Sitting on a large, baby blue, bed sheet, they talked, intimately, as strangers bonding with identical fantasies. Delving deep in their discussion, they shared their experiences with other men.
Suddenly Dale realized his dick was throbbing hard for attention. His eyes drooped, gazing at Antonio’s erect penis. Requesting an agreement, he looked into Antonio’s eyes. They suggested mutual consent.
“There’s no need for us to hide our desires.” Antonio’s left hand brought Dale’s head close and kissed him while his right hand clasped his partner’s cock. They kissed again. They sprawled on the sheet, entangling their legs and arms around their bodies. They exchanged positions periodically, sucking the other’s dick until their mouths grounded in corresponding pleasure.
Dale lay, panting euphorically, next to his hopefully new partner who gasped a long, gratifying sigh. “I don’t think I’ve experienced this high before.”
“Ah, me too.” Antonio’s fingers traced Dale’s face like a feather duster. “I want to see you again.”
“My wish exactly.” Dale’s lips kissed his partner’s hand. “When and where?”