Skater's Embrace (Patreon)

"Hey! Hey you! Yeah, you! Put a shirt on."

The skater, tall and athletic, but wearing ridiculous layers of underwear and shorts, all showing, and a stupid flat-brim hat on at an angle, immediately stepped off his skateboard and without picking it up walked towards the man who had shouted, eyes fixed on him.

"It's fucking three-digit weather, man."

"There are children in the park!"

As the skater approached, the man could feel his legs growing weak, and suddenly buckle. The man tried to scream, but only air escaped. To his surprise he didn't fall to the ground, but just gently collapse softly. His limbs weren't responsive at all. It was like he had lost all motor skills. All he could feel was the hot ground beneath him and all he could see was the blue sky, until the skater stepped in view.

"Remember, this was your fucking idea," and picked up the sweatshirt from the ground. The man's sensation was indescribable, but the closest is perhaps a hug where every part of him was touching the skater. All the senses were filled with him, touch smell, and taste. It wasn't outright revolting, but no matter how well-washed a body, after a few hours skating in the sun it builds up some funk.

"Fuck, this is going to be hot. I better hydrate for both of us, right?"