by Jenny B.
by Jenny B.
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"Stop it.......It's too hot......" A single drop of sweat crept in an
agonizing path along his spine and pooled in the small of his back.
"Why don't you let me get that?" A wet tongue traced the line of sweat,
tasting the salty skin, dipping briefly into the fleshy valley.
"Please.....I said it's too hot......" The last word came out more like a
groan.
"You talk as though you've never spent a summer in the Med." Fingers
kneaded the fine globes of the taut behind, parted the cheeks to give the
tongue access to the tight opening.
"Love, have mercy! It's too ho- AHHHH!"
"Then why are you shivering?" the sly voice asked. A chuckle bordering on
evil emanated from the smirking lips.
The complaining man mustered all his energy and turned over, attacking his
tormenter. "Because you're not playing fair!" In a move worthy of a Greek
wrestler, he overcame his partner and pinned him on his back.
Golden hair spilled over the sheets and blue eyes flashed with laughter. "I
thought you said it was too hot."
"One good, quick fuck and you'll leave me to swelter in peace." Dark blonde
hair usually pulled back with a ribbon fell in curly waves about the
aristocratic face.
"Your thin, blue blood can't handle the heat, eh?" the sailor teased.
The soldier said nothing. He simply rolled his companion over, oiled the
beautiful buttocks, rubbed his oily hands over his aching member, then
pushed himself into his partner's tight opening. "This heat I can handle."
he panted, moving inside of his lover.
They looked beautiful together, sun streaming in through the windows, making
their skin and hair glow as if they were really gold. The sweat made them
glisten, showed off every sculpted muscled. They rutted like beasts, the
heat driving them both wild with desire for completion.
Time froze for a moment as they came. Hot, sticky fluid streamed over
fingers and dripped from softening organs. Two lovers fell on the bed,
panting and gasping for any cool air they could manage to find.
"Too hot, is it?" the blue eyed sailor asked.
"Yes, it is," the brown eyed soldier answered. "No more sex until the sun
goes down."
"What time is it?"
"Around 5 of the clock, I'd wager. Why?"
"Just wondering how long I have to recover." Archie rolled over and gave
Kit a tender kiss on the lips. "You're right. It's too hot for sex."
"Mmmmhmmmm....Too hot."
THE END
