The boy by the sea

Act two...Summer

As every year, my family and i went to out beach house with no electricity nor contact with the outside world. My two other siblings and i were filling up our days by playing on the beach, board games, walking through our vast garden and by swimming in the pool next to the house

My parents were most of the time relaxing and enjoying their little free time by themselves,leaving their stressful working lives behind them for the weeks. Both of my parents were working  a lot  to afford our lifestyle and that house was an heritage from my grandfather which died years before i was born.

One afternoon, everyone was busy with their own affairs; my mum enjoying some swimming in the pool, my dad walking through the vast garden surrounding the house and my siblings playing outside with a ball...I was left there with nothing to do.

Therefore i left the house, wearing some sunscreen with some white t-shirt and a simple cotton short , i made my way to the beach.The sun was still high in the sky. The beach was peaceful;the golden warm sand that my feet was stepping on gave me goosebumps at each step. The warm afternoon sun heating the parts of my body exposed. I went near the water,the waves crashing on my feet. It was cold and i felt alive.I walked on the seashore, my feet in the sea water. I followed the wave ,singing my favorite song 'stuck on you' by Elvis Presley . Suddenly , a boy was staring at me from the shore and approached me saying

''I'm gonna stick like glue
Yeah, yeah, because I'm
Stuck on you
I'm gonna stick like glue
Yeah, yeah, because I'm
Stuck on you''

He completed the song i was singing. I was quite impressed by his singing and looked at him. The boy was not older than i did. He was of a fairer complexion than I did, even with the tanning.He was wearing a pair of denim shorts and with no top, revealing his sculpted body.He had more muscles than i did .I could not stop looking at his voluminous wavy hair moving along with the cold sea breeze...

I tried to hide my staring off by asking him;

''You like this artist too?''

He looked at me, his hazel eyes capturing my full attention. He responded with a yes by bouncing his head up and down and we walked together along the waves ,making acquaintances as the sun was setting.

It was becoming late and he offered me to accompany me back since he did not live that far away .  I was not really into it but since it was getting dark, having him to walk by me, would be fun i told myself.

On the way back, he told me that his friends were with him on the beach but i could not see them. The tide was rising as we were leaving. I found it weird that i could not see his friends on the shore, but, later on, i saw  them in the sea far away, as the sun, sets in the dark blue sea.

It was full moon night by chance. He walked me to the entrance of the big garden,which i needed to pass to finally get to the house. Since i turned seventeen, my parents let me live and gave me their permission to wander on my own with the only concern of always returning back home.

Even though it was full moon , it was quite dark. I looked at him,he looked at me. I was about to say goodbye , when he slowly drew his face to mine. I could feel his breath on my lips. He then pull me next to a tree and i did not know how to react. I was blushing.I was never in this kind of situation before. He drew close to my face again and gently kiss me on the lips.I could feel my head beating at one thousand beats at a time and burning of passion for this stranger.

He tasted salty.When he drew away, i kissed him back, with the tongue. I did not care about his taste. I wanted him.We lustfully french kissed each other out.I could feel his breath under mine, the sexual tension between us growing as we move our hands to touch each other body. One of his hand was in my neck . I was so focused on kissing , that i couldn't control my moans as he drew from kissing my mouth to kissing my neck.