Beach Reflections
By
Ron Wesley Burnett
Matt Justice lay in the sun in the Dunes feeling the sun and wind run over his naked body. He was 65 and felt 35 most of the time. He had aged but still had a good body and his sex drive was in overdrive most of the time. He was 200 pounds, down 40 from when Mike was alive and keeping him fat and happy. They had bought the beach house so Matt could have a place to write and they could be alone. It sat on the last undeveloped beach front in Florida it about 60 miles from Orlando. The Gulf winds cooled the dunes, and the bright green water invited you to test it, just yards from the house. Matt moved from the dunes into the water. This hot end of summer day, the beach was deserted and he could indulge his urge to swim and sun naked. Last night he had after his present lover Eric had left to return to Orlando and his work there, gone to one of the local beachfront bars about a mile up the beach. "The Sandpiper" was a nice restaurant bar combo that opened on to the Gulf. It was deserted except for a young man of about 30, who it seemed was just chilling out. He smiled his dark eyed smile to Matt, and turned back to his conversation with the bartender. Matt moved on to the patio and took his seat facing the water that glowed in the twilight. He ordered a glass of red wine, and when it arrived he sipped it and thought back to the night Mike died. He had called when he got off work and Mike sounded fine, said he was going to take a nap and for Matt to wake him when he arrived. He tried to but then he had to call 911 and the nightmare began.
It can't be he keeps telling himself. It can't be, but it is the black body bag is being rolled out the door and he's gone. Twenty-four hours before he was alive. Tonight I came home and he was dead. My whole life gone. How did this happen,? How could it happen? The next week is a blur, kissing him goodbye, dressing his body and sending it off to be buried in Tennessee. On a hilltop overlooking the valley where he was born. Oh Mike how far you traveled from this place. How you must at last be at peace now that you have returned. I still cry and miss him so much, this gentle giant that changed my life forever.
Five years ago my life was in a thousand pieces. My wife of 30 years had left me, I hated my job, and I had stuck my toe in the gay lifestyle and was thinking of just giving it all up and becoming a monk. Then I had a date with a very nice younger man called Craig. We hit it off as friends and agreed to stay in touch. The next night my roommate told me that some guy named Mike had called twice and wanted to come over. At the time I had fled from a short relationship with a real crazy named Mike, so told my roommate to get the last name if he called again, and the number if I was not at home. The next day he called again and I was home, he told me Craig had given him the number and told him to call saying that we would like each other. Mike asked if he could come over and I said yes.
He walked into the kitchen that evening and I was in lust, and in love. He told me later that he felt the same. He was 40, 6ft, 3 inches, 220 and cute as all get out. We talked for about three hours, I was so hard and horny for him it took all of my will power to keep from jumping across the table and taking him right there and then. When at last I walked him to the car, we made out like mad, I had his tongue in my throat, and his Dick in my hand, and I was being felt and rubbed all over, he was kissing my tits, and tonguing my stomach and licking my cock...and I was doing the same thing right out in the driveway. To make a long story short, we figured out that we had better stop before the cops showed up. He gave me his phone number and drove off.
During the next week we talked on the phone several times, and on Sunday I spent the night with him. We made love all night long; he taught me that love was more that a quick blowjob, it was two people making each other feel good. Our relationship continued in this vein for several weeks. One Sunday evening after he had sucked me to completion and I him, he asked me to move in with him. He lived with his brother and sister but wanted his own place. We found one that we both liked and begin to build our life together...Michael had his work I had mine, but we found time to be together for evenings at home, walks on the beach, trips to cities that I was working in. (I am a freelance theater director and writer worked all over the United States and Australia. Whenever possible Mike flew out to be with me. )
Five fast years, where did the time go? The last six months Michael's back got so bad that he could not work. We spent our last Christmas together and I could see the sadness in his eyes. Did he know it was the last one? I will always wonder if he did. I had taken 6 months off to help him but after the first of the year I went back to work for a local film production company on a television movie. The night before he died, I came home early to find him up and cooking dinner, talking about what we were going to do after the back surgery he had scheduled. We talked, then made long love; he wanted to take me the way I loved. Him inside of me. We did not do it often and usually I did the taking, but tonight was different. He entered me gently and started to move inside, I responded, we made love like that for a long time, and then when I was ready to cum, he came also. We held each other a long time that night, kissing away the evening making love one last time. Then he was gone and I miss him so much, but I am moving on. God Mike I hope you are at peace at last. I stood at his grave on that hilltop and I thought, "I will never be happy again" But things have a way of working out.
Matt returned to the present, gave Mike a short salute with his glass of wine, in the two years since his death, Matt had published a novel, and directed a film. Now at 65, he was here on the beach writing his second novel...He ate his dinner slowly as the sky darkened, and after paying his bill started the walk along the beach back to the house. "Want some company?" Matt looked up startled, the handsome 30 somewhat, guy from the bar was standing behind him. He was dressed in a pair of white shorts, and a blue tank top. Matt wondered if he was a hustler. He had the darkest eyes, Matt had ever seen. The man reached out and touched Matt on the face."I like older guys, guys my age are fucked, my name is Matt what is yours" Matt told him, "I like that we have the same name"
They walked under the full moon shinning on the Gulf, not saying a word. The young man reached out and took Matt's hand. Once in the house they stripped, kissing, stroking, pulling their bodies together, rubbing their cocks together, Matt, sucked on the younger man's tits, tonguing them, working his way down to the head of the cock, kissing it, licking it and finally taking it into his mouth. The younger man moaned, "Yes Daddy, suck me, Oh god yes," finally he pushed Matt away, and took Matt's cock into his mouth. Licking it, sucking on the head, pushing Matt to the limit. He did not want to come, he pushed the young man away, turned him over, and licked his ass, eating him and driving the younger man into a frenzy, finally Matt pulled out the nightstand drawer and pulled out a rubber, he tore it from it's package and rolled it onto his cock. Then poured lube on it and onto the eager ass that was quivering for him to enter." Fuck me Daddy" oh please fuck me" Matt entered the boy and began to fuck him hard.They both climaxed at the same time. The boy clung to Matt, and in that position they both fell asleep.
The next morning the boy was gone from his bed. Matt got up now sat drinking his morning coffee. The Sun cast an early morning glow over the green water of the gulf, Matt sat naked on his porch looking at the boy emerging from the water and heading back up to the house. He was tall 6ft, he looked to weigh about 200 pounds, his face was clean shaven, and his dark hair cut short in the style that young people preferred these days. His muscular body was covered with short brown hair, across his ample abbs down his belly to his full crotch. He was hung a little better than average with low hangers,Matt noticed. But his dark eyes were his most striking that
And his white teeth set off against his dark brown body. Matt sipped his coffee and watched him coming closer to the house, remembering how sweet making love to him was. Most of the time one night stands are just that passionate and fun, but after the climax it is usually time for one of the pardners to move on. But the boy stayed and held on to Matt until they both fell asleep. To see him now in all of glory moving up to the house like a water creature newly hatched at sea, that was a new experience for Matt.
The boy sat down at the table after shaking himself like a young colt that has just run a long way. The water glistened on his muscular body. "Good Morning" Matt nodded and poured him a cup of coffee; the boy smiled and sat quietly sipping it, looking into Matt's eyes. "Last night was the best man, the best" How old are you son?" " 30 just had my birthday." "You were my gift to myself" Matt looked away and smiled."Dude you have a pardner?" Matt looked at him and slowly answered considering the answer very thouthfuly.""You could say that, he does not like the beach very much, he travels a lot and I suppose enjoys his retirement, he is near my age" "The skinny dude who looks so unhappy, I have seen you two at the SandPiper" Matt noded."Eric is a travel writter we share a home in Orlando." "He is off somewhere at this moment reviewing the food and acomandations" "So little Matt tell me do you have a middle name?" "David" "Well so we don't get confused I guess I will call you David" "If you want" "My name is Matthais" Spanish for Matthew, I am from Puerto Rico, my folks still live there." " And what does David do to bring in the daily bread?" "You know that old sailing ship down at the Marina?" Matt nodded, " Well I live on it and work out of it" "When I am not going to graduate school over in Tampa. " "As I remember the boat has a sign on it that says "Florida Knights". What in the hell does that mean?" The boy laughed and shook his head, "Damn if I know, was on the thing when I bought it" "If you look a little closer you will see a sign that says Private Investigator, Matthais Rivera. That's me, I am a private investigator" Matt laughed, finished his coffee and reached across the table to take the boys hand." Smooth hands, felt like velvet on my body last night" "Yeah so did yours man". The boy stood up and reached across the table to Matt.Matt looked him up and down, God he was handsome and masculine, and he was hairy and very hot. Matt stood up and pulled the boy to him. The kissed long and deep. Their cocks both grew and soon they were holding each other and rubbing their bodies together, "Damn that feels great don't stop man" the boy cried out. Matt led him inside and placed him on the bed, he lowered his head to the hairy tits, and started to lick and bite lightly, David moaned "Oh yes", Matt tongued his way down the hairy chest to the cock, slowly taking it into his mouth, as David moved down to the 69 position. They both sucked with a fury they had not known, taking their cocks deep into each other's mouth. Their bodies moved against each other as they sucked...When David came up for air, he said "I want to fuck you" Matt reached in the drawer for a rubber and some lube. He rolled the rubber on the young man's cock; his own was leaking a river. He lubed up David's cock and his own hole, then pulling David on top of himself, feeling him enter his ass. "Damn that's hot," David said as he started to fuck the older man. Matt could feel his own climax building and the young man staring in his eyes fucked him harder and harder, and then "I'm gonna cum" cried David, his body tightned and he came moaning as he did so. Matt's cock erupted and he came in great spurts. David pulled out and crushed his body into Matt's; they kissed long and deep.
Later David rose and took a shower, as he was dressing, he looked down at Matt on the bed. "This is only the beginning man...we have something I will be back" After he left Matt smiled, yes indeed, the young man made him feel alive again. Eric and he well who knows? One thing for sure Later Matt was going to check out that boat and "Florida Knights"
To be continued.