{"id":43,"date":"2017-06-09T04:28:04","date_gmt":"2017-06-09T04:28:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/solstice.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2017\/calendar\/?p=43"},"modified":"2017-06-09T04:28:04","modified_gmt":"2017-06-09T04:28:04","slug":"june-9th-prelude-to-enchantment-by-dppatricks","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/solstice.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2017\/calendar\/?p=43","title":{"rendered":"June 9th- Prelude to Enchantment by DPPatricks"},"content":{"rendered":"

This story is written as a tribute to, and in gratitude for what I consider the most exquisitely beautiful Starsky and Hutch painting I\u2019ve ever seen: Suzan Lovett\u2019s Enchantment<\/em><\/a><\/span><\/strong>. It was included on the Summer Solstice 2015 calendar<\/a><\/span><\/strong>. You might want to take a look before you read my story.<\/span><\/p>\n

Suzan has graciously given me her permission to write the following, for which I\u2019m deeply grateful.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"\"<\/p>\n

\u201cHuuuuuuutchhhhhh.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cShhh. Almost finished.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIf you keep doin\u2019 what you\u2019re doin\u2019 your creation ain\u2019t gonna fit.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI built in some leeway. It can accommodate a little expansion.\u201d I fastened the final clip and sat back on my heels, placing my hands lightly on his hips. \u201cBesides, I\u2019m kind of enjoying watching you fill up my jewelry.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky tried a \u201charrumph\u201d but it came out sounding more like a chuckle. \u201cNever knew you were a bona fide silversmith.\u201d<\/span>
\n<\/p>\n

\u201cI think we\u2019ve both learned all kinds of new skills with this project.\u201d I caressed his thighs and he shivered under my hands. Oh God, loving him was so easy and wonderful my own libido began turning handsprings. \u201cI was inspired by the subject.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

He reached down, grabbed my forearms, and pulled me to my feet.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou get to play with my danglies and run a chain through my crack.\u201d He was trying to sound surly but his laughter bubbled underneath. \u201cI only get to cover your manly equipment with material.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cShould have thought of that when you designed and made my outfit.\u201d I tried to hide a smug smile. Stepping back, I surveyed Starsky\u2019s nearly naked front. Impressive, to say the very least. His manhood swelled within the precious metal enclosure I had carefully constructed for it.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHuuutchhhhhhhhhhhhh.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cTurn around,\u201d I pleaded, needing to distract myself before we forgot where we were and why we were here.<\/span><\/p>\n

Bestowing a knowing, self-satisfied smile on me, Starsky did as requested. I feasted my eyes on the rest of my artistic and metallurgical endeavors.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019re you lookin\u2019 at?\u201d Starsky huffed. \u201cNothin\u2019 you ain\u2019t seen before.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNot decorated like this, I haven\u2019t. I\u2019ve always thought you were beautiful, Starsk, but\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat<\/em>?\u201d He was craning to look over his shoulder.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI love your dimples!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat are you talkin\u2019 about? I don\u2019t have dimples!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOh, but you do.\u201d I waved a hand casually and a full-length mirror, framed within a bentwood stand, appeared at my left side.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHow\u2019d you do that?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSuzan said this place was magical, remember?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, but\u2026\u201d His reflection caught his attention and he stared at his backside. \u201cWhere the hell did they <\/em>come from?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

I gently touched my thumbs to the indentations in his hips. \u201cDid you really not know they were there?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cShit, no! I\u2019d never have had the nerve to shower in the locker room if I had!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSnide comments about Davey\u2019s Adorable Dimples could have made for some interesting confrontations, I suppose.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIf you start with \u2018em now, Blintz, I swear I\u2019ll –\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

I nuzzled under the dark curls at the side of his neck. \u201cWould I do that?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNaw, guess not. Just don\u2019t even think about it, okay?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThe thought shall, at no time, darken my mental threshold.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

He continued to look over his shoulder at the image of both of us in the mirror. With my thumbs still in place, I spread the fingers of each hand lightly across his flanks, carefully avoiding the four tusks I\u2019d attached to the belt. What in the world made me think they\u2019d be sexy? Well, they were but they could be hazardous, too.<\/span><\/p>\n

The rich red-brown of the henna I\u2019d painted over almost all of his sculpted body drew my eyes. The sweeping curves enhanced the contours of his lean frame. My silver embellishments rested provocatively around his hips, dripping conchos onto his butt.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cActually\u2026\u201d I moved my hands down and covered the round, full globes of his cheeks, which I had left as smooth and unadorned as the day he was born. \u201cI\u2019ve never noticed them before either.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHuh. Maybe they\u2019ll only show up when we come here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

I considered that idea carefully as I stroked his ass and felt him shiver again. \u201cThat\u2019s certainly a possibility.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

He sighed deeply and leaned his head back against my shoulder, clearly enjoying my ministrations. I slid the fingers of my right hand under the string of tiny silver beads that disappeared between his legs and tugged very gently.<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky let out a small yelp. \u201cCareful.\u201d He turned in my arms, somehow avoiding my stomach with the tips of the horns. \u201cThey\u2019re attached, ya know.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYes, my love,\u201d I rasped through my suddenly tightening throat. \u201cI know.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

I flung my arms around him and ground our crotches together. His fully erect, encaged cock pressed against my lower belly causing a flash of near-pain that was instantly submerged under the thrill of this new experience.<\/span><\/p>\n

My throbbing organ was separated from his balls by only the silvery fabric covering my groin. The velvety texture of the leaves slid over my hot, sensitive skin, as if knowingly adding stimulation. These were the most erotic, exotic, tactile sensations I\u2019d ever felt and I was utterly lost.<\/span><\/p>\n

His mouth met mine with a hunger that matched my own.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cEasy, fellas,\u201d said a soft voice.<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky and I broke apart like schoolboys caught in an illicit embrace by the principal.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSuzan!\u201d I adjusted my loincloth, attempting to cover my erection. \u201cYou said you\u2019d leave us alone while we got dressed.\u201d I took a quick breath. \u201cWe\u2019re not ready yet.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIf I\u2019d let things go on much longer,\u201d the lady remarked with dry humor, \u201cyou wouldn\u2019t have been ready for a week.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWell\u2026\u201d Starsky had dropped his hands to cover the evidence of his arousal and was fighting down a monumental blush. \u201cWe aren\u2019t really used to this posing thing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

His flush had darkened the henna stripes to the point where, to my eye, he was even more beautiful than before. My love for him was so deep and profound at that moment I wasn\u2019t sure I could contain it. I caught his anxious eyes and smiled my devotion. After only a breath, he relaxed. The smile he returned was immediately locked in my heart forever.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI realize you\u2019re way out of your comfort zone.\u201d Suzan\u2019s voice was kind now and soothing. \u201cAnd I can\u2019t tell you how much I appreciate you both being willing to accommodate my fantasies.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThis place\u2026\u201d I waved my hand encompassing our surroundings. \u201cIt\u2019s magic. Isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOh, yes! Do you like it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s terrific!\u201d Starsky was clearly willing to continue with whatever the lady had in mind. \u201cMakes me feel like I\u2019m in a really wonderful dream.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t get used to it,\u201d Suzan cautioned. \u201cIt disappears as soon as the Solstice is over.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOh, yeah.\u201d Starsky\u2019s ebullience dimmed a little. \u201cI didn\u2019t even know what that was \u2018til Hutch explained it. Longest day of the year, right? Some groups use it as a reason to have a celebration of life.\u201d He looked at me with a shy smile. \u201cKinda like, \u2018let it all hang out\u2019?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cExactly!\u201d She turned to an easel I hadn\u2019t noticed. \u201cFor years I\u2019ve wanted to paint you both here, in this place, at this time.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat about our\u2026\u201d Starsky glanced at me, uncertainty in his midnight blue eyes, \u201ccostumes? Did we do okay?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThey\u2019re marvelous!\u201d Suzan exclaimed. \u201cI said \u2018use your imaginations\u2019 but I never dreamed you\u2019d be so creative.\u201d She lifted a corner of my cape before allowing it to fall back. Somehow it seemed to float around me protectively instead of simply dropping. I wondered what material Starsky had used when he made it. Maybe it was ensorcelled, as well.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI adore your mask, Hutch.\u201d She touched her fingers lightly to the intricate greenery surrounding my head and covering part of my face.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cStarsky crafted it. You should see his ship models! He\u2019s a genius with his hands.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky nudged me. \u201cDon\u2019t give away all my secrets, babe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

When I realized how my words could be construed, I blushed scarlet.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYour work room had so much incredible stuff to choose from, Suzan,\u201d Starsky said. \u201cI almost couldn\u2019t decide what to use for this\u2026\u201d he flipped the silvery leaves hiding my crotch, \u201cvital part of the garment.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHey!\u201d I gently batted his hand away. \u201cThere\u2019s a lady present.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Suzan laughed happily. \u201cAw, Hutch, I\u2019ve been painting you both in such intimate circumstances for so long, I\u2019m pretty sure there isn\u2019t anything I haven\u2019t seen. And besides\u2026\u201d She cocked an eyebrow, almost duplicating one of Starsky\u2019s favorite expressions. \u201cI don\u2019t embarrass easily.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

She picked up a blank canvas and set it on the stand. \u201cNow I paint fairly quickly so you won\u2019t have to hold the position for too long. Make it easy on yourselves and take a nice relaxed, comfortable pose.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Starsky rested his right hand on my waist.<\/span><\/p>\n

I reached to the back of his neck with my corresponding hand and pushed my fingers through his dense curls. The headband of beaten discs, feathers, and fangs that I\u2019d fashioned for him jingled softly.<\/span><\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t pay another moment\u2019s attention to Suzan and I\u2019m pretty sure Starsky didn\u2019t either. I memorized every detail of my lover\u2019s appearance.\u00a0 He looked so deeply into my eyes my skin began to tingle. Heat flushed up under my mask and I knew this was going to be a triple-x-rated painting if we kept devouring each other visually.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re so beautiful, Hutch,\u201d my partner whispered, his eyes focused on my mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n

I knew we were only breaths away from falling into another clinch and epic liplock. To forestall that eventuality, if for only the moment, I tightened my fingers in his hair and sent possibly my happiest smile ever into this enchanted world.<\/span><\/p>\n

Suddenly, Starsky raised his left arm, the one I\u2019d decorated with the most elaborate slave ring-and-armlet I could fabricate. The way he wore it, it almost came alive, and I wished he\u2019d never have to take it off.<\/span><\/p>\n

He extended his hand above his head, his gaze never leaving my face, caught a handful of stars and dragged them out of the sky. They left a brilliant comet tail as he swept his hand down to his side.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cPerfect,\u201d I heard Suzan say.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"\"<\/span><\/p>\n

Two gods in costume
\ncelebrate Summer Solstice
\nfor our enchantment
\nEND<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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