Time of the Season – The Zombies
Rick's eyes slowly drifted shut as pale, freckled hands slowly ran over his shoulders. Horatio placed a series of light kisses on his lover's neck, pulling their bodies close. The two men lounged on a thin, old blanket on the redhead's section of private beach. It was the first day of the year that they could finally relax outside; not too cold, not too hot, no bugs. There were only a few days in the spring when they could be helplessly romantic on the beach. It drove Rick wild, but Horatio loved to take things slow.
The redhead could feel his younger lover grow weak as their bodies were drawn together by his loving embrace. Thin lips began to swell as Horatio kissed Rick's hair and temple. Stetler moaned again as he felt his lover's hands rub his fur-covered chest. His arousal bulged in tightening slacks.