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We turned out all the lights.
The ones in the rooms that faced the back yard. The porch light. The terrace lights.
And the pool lights.
We swam in the darkness.1
Under the full moon.
It was last Friday night, and the Attorney’s last night in his forties.
I even got him to go the full monty under the full moon.
Usually he is modest about casual nudity. Even though he has a pretty smoking body for a guy turning 50.
I will skinny-dip in a heartbeat. I have probably been swimming naked more times in my life than in trunks. But, The Attorney always swims with his stuff under cover.
Even with all the lights outs, far from the front drive, and surrounded by tall trees and a privacy wall, he was still reluctant at first.
I called him out.
“Just because you are an old man now, doesn’t mean you have to act like one.”
That did the trick. He didn’t like being called old, and down the trunks went.
I pulled him to me in the water and we kissed until I grew hard against his naked thighs.
Train speeds through tunnel. Waves crash. “Ah, sweet mystery of life…” Fireworks.
Afterwards, when we were wrapped under a blanket shivering2 like two wet cats, he said the sweetest thing he ever has to me.
“Do you know how unhappy I would be if I turned 50 and didn’t have you?”
My reply:
“Old AND alone. That would suck.”
I know I sort of threw water on his tender moment. But he busted out laughing, anyway.
I watched him laugh and thought about how a lot of other people would have gotten bent out of shape if their partner made a joke in a similar situation. But The Attorney understands how I use humor as a defense to deflect attention.
He gets me.
Really, we get each other.
Truth be told, I never would have picked out The Attorney as a boyfriend.
Not because I don’t find him attractive. Just the opposite. I think he is very handsome and keeps himself in great shape.
But, I never would have seen myself with someone with his education, refinement, and class. Even if I could have imagined myself with someone like that, I could never imagine them having an interest in me.
It’s still a mystery to me that he does.
A sweet mystery.
But, that’s life.
{ fin }
- well, as dark as you can get in the middle of a medium-sized city. [↩]
- it’s amazing how quick your body temperature can drop after sex. [↩]
Come now, you know you deserve each other. Thanks for sharing. Cherish the togetherness.
thanks for sharing.
Thank you for sharing what sounded to be a wonderful evening.
I think your comment in regards to not seeing yourself with a man of his educations, etc is telling of a lot of guys. It proves that a person cannot help who they fall in love with. So many young gay men chase the proverbial definition of “hot guys” only to wake up some morning to realize they are not in their 20s anymore.
A relationship is so much more about chiseled abs or a big dick, it is about compassion, mutual respect, whether you actually like the person and share common interests.
How many times have I sat across a table from a guy who had all the right things going for him on the outside but couldn’t hold a conversation further than drinking exploits or a reality show on TV. God forbid when the conversation would turn to modern day events, politics or third world conflicts. The eyes would glaze over like a crocodile’s eyelid.
I am 45, single and find myself increasingly getting to like being single rather than face the torment of another date with someone that has yet to appreciate that their age and experience makes them more interesting. However, I am a hopeless romantic and the search continues.
Tony, you obviously have a genuine heart and that is what I enjoy about your blog. There are too many people out there that are so guarded and would not share some of the special moments, memories and antidotes that you have. Beautiful on the inside and outside.
Congrats to you and the Attorney.
Moments as this are wonderful to share and even more special to experience. Might you and the Attorney have many more wonderful and happy moments and birthdays together!
His hang-up with nudity might be the from the way he was brought up. But given time, you will open all of those doors! LOL! Such a shame to grow up in the South and not know the pleasures of skinny dippin’! Or anywhere for that matter! We also had a swimming pool in our backyard and used to swim naked out there at night. No reason not to really.
Oh, and I think The attorney is sweet on you too. But don’t tell anybody I said so. BTW – 50 is not that old. Not if one is still in shape.
Happpy Birthday to The Attorney.
What a wonderful memory. You express it so well. I look forward to each new blog you write.
Tony, it sounds like it will take some doing to convince you that intelligence and education can’t always be judged or quantified by the number or kind of degrees after one’s name.
It sounds like The Attorney met his match in you….in many ways.
Sounds absolutely perfect! Now if I can just get Jeanette Mc Donald out of my head. You’ve given me an earworm!
There’s absolutely nothing like “getting” each other. Knowing. Appreciating. Anticipating. I couldn’t be happier for your naked swim. I’d go with you….but you probably already know that.
Sweet story. Words are your thing.
In my case the two of us got edumacated at about the same time.
And I realized something watching Linus Torvalds speak about his development of Linux. He mentioned how in Finland the government actually SUBSIDIZES students.
If we did that in the U.S., if we say gave me a full year of schooling for a couple hundred bucks I’d be back in school getting my PhD right now.
Nice post.
And don’t douse those flames like that too too often, those things the atty says are as hard to say as they can be to hear. I’ve done the same thing you’ve done and had my ass handed back to me from time to time.
Don’t under estimate yourself, Tony. You bring a lot to the relationship as well, or the two of you wouldn’t be together. There’s a lot more to you than what’s on the surface, just like there’s a lot more to the attorney than what’s on paper. You were obviously meant to be together. Cherish it, enjoy it and most of all continue to share it. Not many people in this world, get to experience something as special as what you and the attorney have.
Having come to know you through this blog, I don’t find it a mystery at all that the Attorney wanted to be your boyfriend — no mystery at all.
I was listening to Die Alone by Ingrid Michaelson and happened to be reading this at the same time.
Really sweet. I’d love for something like this to happen to me too. Best of luck to you guys.
Wow, this sounds perfect! I’ll admit I’m a li’l jealous of what you guys have.
Education, refinement and class. Let’s dissect. Education: you may not have a graduate degree like the Attorney does, but you write pretty darn well, and this is education in my book. I have three graduate degrees, you see, and I’d sooner kill myself than be a lawyer.
Refinement and class: again, it is often a genetic thing. Some people are born in the haughtiest of circumstances, go to all the right schools, know all the right people, and are beastly bastards to the bone (alliteration alert!) – take George W. Bush. Education, refinement and class is like rain. If it rains on good, tilled earth, flowers spring up. If it rains on stones, all you get is filthy slimy moss.
What a beautiful, romantic evening. He’s lucky to have you.
I never whisper sweet nothings for fear of being laughed at or thought of as being corny. I’ll have to reconsider my first instinct.
Ah, so wonderful. One day. . .
Congratulations and blessings on the old guy. I’ve still got a few years on him. (but just a few)
You are so lucky/blessed to have one another.
Clearly, you sell yourself short. He should get down on his knees and say a prayer of thanks to have you.
Great post Tony. I enjoy reading each and every one of yours. The Attorney is lucky to have you as are you to have him. Cherish the relationship. May it continue to grow and fulfill the two of you!