Fool's Spring by Roe Horvat

Author:Roe Horvat [Horvat, Roe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-06-14T00:00:00+00:00

The first time we went out to cool down, Eric stayed on the pier, sitting on a bench, while I dipped into the lake and swiftly climbed out.

He glanced between my legs.

“Look, your dick is still with us. Miracle of miracles.”

I sat next to him and rubbed my shoulder against his.

“Ow, you’re cold!”

“That’s the point. You get hot, then cool down, then get hot again.”

“I’m cooling down enough, sitting naked outside. I hope you’re not disappointed with me.” He shivered, goosebumps rising on his arms.

“Are you cold?” I asked.

“A little.”

“Let’s head back inside.”

The temperature was now seventy-two degrees Celsius, which seemed to be more than enough for Eric. He slumped against the wall and exhaled loudly.

“Damn. I’m too hot already.”

“Told you. You need to get into the lake with me next time.”

“No way in hell. I’ll splash some water on my arms, but that’s it.”

“Give me your hand.”

I grabbed his wrist and placed it on my thigh. His hot palm pressed into my cool skin.

“Feel that?”

“You’re still cold.”

“Yep. The hot air is heavenly right now. The whole fun is in the contrast.”

“Huh.” He stroked my thigh as it slowly warmed.

Then I reached for the wooden ladle and poured a scoop of water over the stones.

“Oh Lord,” Eric groaned as the blast of steam washed over us. “I need to go out again.”

“Nope. Ten minutes.”

I turned around the hourglass on the wall.

“Can I get something to drink, at least?”

“Sure.” I filled a mug for him from the pitcher I kept on the floor where it wouldn’t get hot.

He gulped down the entire mug, then eyed the hourglass. “That can’t be correct.”

“It is.”

“Full ten minutes?”

“Yep.”

“Okay. I’m 25 percent Swedish. I can do this.”

We burst out of the bastu ten minutes later, and I ran straight into the water. I dove under. The cold water prickled my skin and began hurting my feet, so I swam back, only to see Eric climbing down the ladder.

“This is insane!” he yelled. The waves lapped at his ass. Gorgeous, round little ass, perfect palmfuls, flushed from the heat of the bastu.

He rocked, clinging to the ladder, then sank to his waist.

“I can do this! One two three!”

He dipped, still clutching the railing in a white-knuckled grip. He made it all the way to his shoulders.

Then he pulled himself up, water cascading down his body as he scrambled out of the lake and onto the pier.

“Fucking hell!” he shrieked, laughing. “It’s fucking glacial! What the heck am I doing?”

I swam to the ladder and climbed up onto the pier. Relief flooded my limbs when I got out of the cold water, heat and chill battling on my skin.

“Did you see? I made it!” Dripping with water, he threw himself at me, and I hugged him.

I had to kiss him. I held him to me, our wet, naked skin pressed together, and I could have lifted from the ground from the sheer exhilaration of the moment.

Eric let go and twirled with his arms spread.

“I can’t believe I’m not cold.

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