It`s time for Tuesday Tales.
Today we have an excerpt from Reflections of Cypress, Love’s Journeys #2.
Please do bear in mind that these snippets are unedited so please be kind if you find any mistakes.
This story may have gay erotic scenes, strong social issues addressed and mature language. If those things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!
“I may…never leave this…bed,” I confided into his armpit as we lay abed the day slowly creeping toward evening.
“I would not mind. You are tiny and do not take much room from me.” He kissed my soggy hair, pulled me close to his side, and whispered lovely little things into the growing dusk, neither of us willing to get up to turn on a light. What he was saying was a sleepy mix of English and Italian endearments. Never had I felt so cherished by a lover.
“Then I can sleep here?” I enquired as night settled over the city of flowers. I’d not done such a thing before. Staying over? One didn’t do that with hook-ups. It was wham-bam-and-thank-you-Stan with nameless randoms.
“Yes, please, sleep with me.”
I nestled in tight even though it was hotter than Satan’s parlor. Donvino moved to this side, rolling back at a second with his cellphone. I glanced up to see him holding it aloft, centering us in the frame. I looked a fright. A well-loved sight but a sight nonetheless. Sated, I smiled dreamily at the camera, the captured image sound floating about on the steamy air.
“Send that to me?” I sleepily asked, my arm resting on his belly, the fan pushing air over my backside.
“Please don’t share online.”
I pressed my lips to the firm muscle over his thumping heart. “I would never.”
“Grazie. I am…someday soon I will tell them.”
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