by AZARAD

FEEDBACK to AZARAD

The Indy rocked slowly in the refreshing breeze of the Trades in her
anchorage off the lush island of Jamaica. On the beach, bonfires blazed and
crewmen cavorted, drunk and naked, in the gentle surf. Within the moistness
of the rainforest a pair of naked, sweating officers wrestled on a mossy bank
under great sheltering tropical leaves. Drops of dew rolled off the tips of
the leaves and into the eager open mouths of the men.

The youth on his back was tall and slender, with an angelic face shining from
sweat and surrounded by damp dark curls. The older man, kissing the youthful
body of his companion, teasing to hardness the coral buds on his beloved's
chest, was also handsome and trim. Both men whispered cries of passion into
the hollows of the other's body. Musk perfumed the air, mixing harmoniously
into the riot of tropical hibiscus, orchid and camellia.

The heated bodies pressed and writhed. Arms encircled, while slick legs
entwined. Hot mouths kissed, sucked and gasped for air. The agile younger man
bent his head to the proud staff of his lover. Caressing hands stroked the
long, lean back and slid beneath to take command of the weeping, rampant
member standing firm as iron, begging attention. Rasping breaths, hoarse
sobbing, mingled with the haunted sounds of the sweltering moonlit jungle.
Then, a pair of sudden, sharp cries quickly muffled by hungry mouths.

Someone on the beach said, "Do ye' think soome big cat joos swallowed the
canary?"

The others chuckled and went back to loving their own bed partners.

THE END

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