A New Home

Me and Zach. A year later..

A brisk sunny day in October marks the first anniversary since I drove all the way from Sayville to Glen Cove to be with Zach. During the summer I had settled into my new home, a renovated two story brick townhouse.

I am wearing a gray heather sweatshirt, green mint pants and Sketchers slip-ons. Zach is on my mind. Taking off these clothes and being naked with him is also on my mind as I walk through my neighborhood.

The place came with three bedrooms but I only need one. It's not as though Zach and I will sleep in different beds. In one of those bedrooms I put office furniture: desk, swivel chair, a couple of wooden chairs. In another, I put my elliptical and peletron fitness bike.

The place has one drawback. The longer drive to work costs much more in gas. Maybe I'll just get an electric car. This clunker's best days are behind it. On the plus side, the man I love is much closer to home.

My phome rings in my pants pocket. I look at the caller I d. It's the boyfriend.

"Where are you?"

"I'm taking a walk."

"I'm at your townhouse."

"Wait there. I'll be there in a few minutes."

Zach pulled me into an open-mouthed kiss that lasted several seconds. Arms draped around each other caressing.

We became engrossed in our late-morning chess tornament across the oval dining table. Rated though not professional players, we set the clock to agreed upon time controls of 20 minutes each. My lover held out his fists. I tapped his left hand. It opened revealing black pieces. Late morning became early afternoon. We had played four games and won 2 each.

I made a suggestion that we should "put a wager on our games."

He nodded and gave his reply. "Best of five, loser purchases condoms and lube for a year."

"So one more game then," I said. "This one's for the prize."

Both of us had watched the recaps of Carlsen vs Carauna FIDE world championship. The upcoming series was on Zach's mind. "Nepo had a very unusual style. He tries to be unpredictable."

I didn't know what to make of my boyfriend's observation so I didn't give a reply. Instead I just said, "Let's just see how long Carlsen holds the title."

"Or if Nepo beats him," said Zach in reply.

I took the black pieces for game 5 and offered the Sicilian Najdorf variation. By move 6 the boyfriend had a long think.

I took advantage of this by thinking on his clock time.

Zach conceded defeat on move 30.

"I guess you're buying the Trojins and KY."

"I guess I am," he replied.

Night fell. Lamps cast highlights on the asphalt parking lot. The CVS pharmacy stood barely fifty feet from his car.

As we enter the store Zach and I went into separate aisles for sex supplies and non related items. Minutes later we left the store with our separate purchases.

The temperature had dropped within the past few minutes. The moon glowed high above the skyline.

We had taken the last-minute decision to spend the night at his place. That was fine with me.

I asked, "where was the most unusual place you ever had sex."

"It was in my college days. I'd been out for less than a month. We kept our playtime confined to our dorm."

"You guys never did it outside?"

"You did?" Zach questioned me.

"When I was dating Ken we did the nasty in the football stadium press box. It was fun doing the wild thing under the moon."

Zach grinned for a second.

"Let's make a bet. Do you play poker?"

"I've played for pocket change."

"We'll play tonight for a small wager."

My boyfriend sat opposite me, shuffled and dealt the cards. I looked over my hand, put coins in the pot and rearranged my cards.

"Give me two cards."

I collected and discarded. My lover put cash into the pot. His expression did not change. Is he bluffing?

"I call."

He put down a straight. I put down a flush.

"I believe the bet was loser streaks."

The moon glowed over the inky black water of the bay. Where sand and water meet my boyfriend honored the bet.

The sight of naked Zachary Stiles sprinting toward me, his dick jiggling drove me wild. He came within a meter and stopped.

"I guess we can go back home before you get arrested."

"Suck my dick." He scowled.

"I guess I can strip."

I took it all off despite the chill in the air and the breeze blowing off the water.

"Do me," I said. "Do me here on this beach now."

I went to my hands and knees. My lover rocked on his knees thrusting his thick cock against my prostate. A grunt escaped my throat then another and another as the hole stretched to let his piece inside me.

Zach climaxed. I stretched out putting my face to the sky. A loose grip on my erection soon tightened. My hand slid back and forth slowly at first then rapidly. Zach locked his eyes onto my hand waiting for my ejaculation.

"Dude that is so sexy watching you jerk off."

My fingers slid through the streaks of white goop near my navel and pecs.

Partially because of the chill in the air and partially out of fear of being caught we dressed quickly and nervously. We dashed to the car.

En route back to Breton Hills Zach recalled my question. "On the beach," he quipped.

The novel had drained my boyfriend's lap top almost to needing to recharge. He paused the book and closed the lid on the MacBook Air.

We crawled naked into the queen-size bed. He rolled to his left snuggling against my backside.

"Hon I really need my sleep. I promise you can have a quickie in the morning."

Sunday morning I pushed the blanket off me but waited several seconds for my man to open his eyes. I stood under the shower head letting Zach's caresses spread the soap downward from my shoulders.

He closed his hand loosely around my penis causing it to stiffen gradually. Having given me an erection, he slid his hand around to my buttocks.

Back inside the bedroom he brushed against my backside. Wrapping his arms around my naked body, he put his lips on my neck. Is he giving me a hickey?

"Just raise your collar."

"I'll have to," I replied softly.