Summer Escape

The sun was shining brightly and the sea, blue as always. It was summer indeed. 

I was lounging in front of the hotel when I first saw you. I was already smitten by your god-like body. You were wearing a white board shorts and your six packs were really defined. Your bulge even more. You had a tattoo on your right arm and it was not henna. You looked like one of those guys I watch on porn, only better since you were in front of me.

"Game..." I challenged myself.

But I was uneasy. This was one challenge that required extra skill. I took the first glance. I felt cold under the sun. I felt a little intimidated and this was a good sign. I was almost ready to retreat when you finally looked my way. I shivered. 

"How can I even make a pass at someone this gorgeous?"

But I finally did. I gave you a half-smile. You looked at me again. Poker face. I felt so humiliated. Until you smiled.

"Damn...", I whispered.

I lit a cigarette. And with all the courage I could muster, I started a conversation.

"Hi..."

"Hi... who are you with?" you responded.

"Shit, may accent...", I panicked.

"I'm alone."

"Ah me too... for the moment. My family will arrive later..."

"Perfect.", I whispered.

The sun was shining brightly and the sea, now bluer than ever. It must really be summer. 

"You want a beer? I'm getting one...", you asked.

"Oh sure, that would be perfect."

"My name's Brian... you? I just arrived from the States..."

"Ah Tristan... which part?", I asked.

"New York..."

I tried to hide my interest.

"So Tristan, why are you alone?"

I laughed.

"Long story...", I finally replied.

"Oh... lovelife?", you asked.

"Aba feeling close?", I thought.

"Something like that...", I replied.

"Lover?"

I laughed again.

"Wow... you can be quite direct..."

"It's a little more complicated than that...", I continued.

"Oh okay...", you finally sensed that I was already uncomfortable.

"Don't worry... it's gonna be alright.", you continued.

The sun was shining brighter and the sea, even bluer than ever. It is really a hot summer. 

"So what room are you in?"

"Ah 11...", I replied.

"Can we hang out in your room?"

"Jackpot!", I panicked.

"Sure... now?"

You smiled and that smile told me everything that I needed to know. 

Blogger's Note: Brian's family arrived a few hours later and I, I began my new life.