Natural
It was just how it was meant to be. Simple and plain. Two opposing sides on a quest for dominance. Just like nature.
Yin and yang.
Sun and moon.
Fire and water.
Just as the fire dances, hot tendrils racing across wood, their lips fly, trailing hot kisses down the other's body.
Just as water bends to the will of the mountain, their bodies press together in a whirlwind of sweat, bending to the other's will.
The fire will burn wood, consuming it in its never ending quest for dominance.
The water will bend to the will of the mountain, drenching it in it's natural flow.
The two males will dance, just as nature does, bending to each other's will.
It's just how it's supposed to be.
Just like the howling winds, eroding the cliffs away with each gusts, they will collide, whittling each other down to the base of their passion.
And just like the mountain, peak just rising above the clouds, will they climb into ecstasy, taking each other to the climax of their own peaks.
The wind will howl, tearing away at the cliffs.
The mountain will rise higher and higher into the clouds.
It's right.
It's natural.