Love Thy Enemy
I wanted…
Phineas
Phineas only
I could just picture him,
The flaps of his gabardine jacket parted slightly over his healthy rump.
Healthy,
Not over exaggerated,
But defined and substantial buttocks
His skin radiated
Tan
His brown hair
Bleached by the sun
The locker room was empty at this hour
Finny sat down
Struggled out of his sheep lined winter coat
I pulled off the sweater
There was a pile of dirty towels in the corner
"I can't even… I can't hear you"
Bodies battling each other
Shoes kicked under a locker
"Same old place isn't it"
Sweat dominated
Ready to enter
He thrashed wildly in the darkness
Sheets hissing as he fought against them
And he arched out
Lunging into the space between us
"I like yours a lot better"
He wrenched himself around
Struggling to keep up with him
After it had been used to the limit
"You did a beautiful job"
He muttered with a little smile
Just as it was for any lover