As Thomas swam for safety, the massive sea serpent surfaced in front of him, water sluicing from it’s erect, scaly body.

“I feared you were dead,” Thomas said, his muscled chest heaving.

”’Tis just a flesh wound,” The Serpent replied. “Thomas, I…”

“Don’t say it, Serpent. I can’t bear to hear you say it…” The Serpent silenced Thomas with a kiss. Their tongues met, and it was electric.

“Thomas, I… I wish I knew how to quit you. I don’t give a damn what anyone says.”

“I want you, Serpent,” Thomas whispered, wrapping his brawny arms around the Serpent’s scaly girth. “I want all of you… inside of me.” The Serpent coiled itself around Thomas, and the splashing of their passionate lovemaking churned the sea into a frothy, white foam…

**

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Writing homoerotic fiction about the romance between a sea serpent and a pirate.”

“Ugh. You are messed-up in the head, you know that?”

“Yeah, it is pretty sick. I’ll delete it…”

“No, I didn’t say that. So, what happens next? Do they do it?