The Beach Box

This was a mental pleasure the whole way through lol but that ending though! So perfect loved this piece!

Erotic Yearnings

the grey skies had been threatening all day,

to release wrath upon Port Phillip Bay,

first drops caught us jogging along the beach,

before shelter of our beach box could we reach.

undoing padlocks before full force hits,

taking cover just before it plummets,

watching rain sweep in through the open doors,

heavy hammering on roof, as rain pours.

pulling your wet t-shirt over the head,

dropping upon wooden floor of the shed

feeling my sleek tongue trace round your navel,

once more those lusty impulses spiral.

grabbing your arm, pulling you towards me,

kissing your skin, you’re salty like the sea,

as my kisses rain down upon your chest

and eventually your nipples molest.

your breathing turns shallow, your knees feel weak,

my mouth enthrals with passionate technique,

sound of the rain is almost deafening,

as your manly ardour is strengthening.

stripping clothes, our passion matches the storm,

over…

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