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 The Sand and the Waves

   By Adrian Mailenna Obligatory Disclaimer: This text contains sexually
explicit material, and a little drug use.  Readers not inclined to such
things, or under the age of legal consumption of such material should find
something else to read.

   He sat alone in the vast, empty expanse of beach, like some helpless
jewel cast up by the sea, watching the waves as they lapped at his toes. 
It was as though he wished that they might carry him away again.  The sand
clung to his skin, glittering black against the coconut-milk flesh that
tanned dark gold beneath the sun.  I walked to his side, joining him in his
nakedness and his solitude, and, as my lover turned to me, the breeze
picked up, leaving ghostly whispers of footprints across the sand.  His
eyes were impossibly beautiful, the color of the rich, blue-green Hawaiian
waters, and I felt myself dive into them, cool and warm and sensuous all at
once.  He pressed his lips against mine, guiding me to the sand, and I let
him in, suckling gently against the tender explorations of his tongue.  I
could taste the pina colada on his breath, sweet and luxurious, like his
love and the gentle play of his hands against my sides.  It tasted like
paradise come to Earth, warm as the wet obsidian that pressed against my
back and soft as the sliding of his smooth, hairless skin against my own.
Swallowed by the seductive lapping of the waves and the slow, lazy
contentment of the tropical air, I surrendered myself to his attentions and
the long, sleek muscles beneath his skin.  The temptation of the thick,
warm excitement that pressed against me grew too great, though, and we
wrestled in the sand, all laughter and quick, furtive stroking.  He soon
caught me beneath his body, tracing the crease of my rear with his thick,
smooth masculinity, and claimed me as his own, amidst the sand and waves.

   -- Copyright 2004 Adrian Mailenna.

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