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We have driven the last hundred miles in total silence. The long journey has taken its toll, leaving both of us tired and angry. The strain of the argument we had over an hour ago lingers. Neither one of us has the desire to patch things up. We both want the drive to be over. It is late, very dark, and very cold. The thermometer on the dash reads -36'F, not an unusual temperature along the Alaska Highway in January.
"How much longer are we going to drive? We need to find a place to stay."
"Yes, that's obvious. There's a small town, Laird, coming up in thirty miles, where we can spend the night. But there are some hot springs a few miles away. I wanna stop there for a bit."
"Why?"
"Because they're beautiful. I checked them out on my first trip up the highway twenty years ago. I gotta see them again."
"Michael, it's eleven o'clock. We have been driving all damn day. It's fucking cold. I don't want to stop at some hot springs. Let's get to the lodge."
"No, you gotta see them. They are fantastic."
"Oh shit, go ahead then. Do what you want. You always do. I don't care."
A few minutes later, I pull the car into the deserted parking lot. The smell of sulfur fills the air. Ahead of us is a wooden walk bridge leading to the springs. There is thick fog coming off the waters, with one lamp on a pole above the springs. But the light from it does not penetrate the rising steam.
"Let's go check it out."
"Are you crazy? Look at this place! There's nothing and nobody here, it stinks, and you can't see a damn thing. It's almost midnight, and it's too fucking cold to be messing around here. Let's get out of here. Please!"
"No, I'm telling you, we gotta go in here. Come on, just for a little bit." I go to the trunk, searching for a towel. When I find one, I open your door.
"C'mon!"
"You're nuts, and you're pissing me off. What do you think you're going to do, go for a swim?"
"Yes."
I cross the bridge which goes over the stream that empties the water from the springs. On the other side is a wooden walkway along the hot pool. The fog is so heavy that it is possible to see only a few feet. Even with the bitter cold, the rising steam provides welcoming warmth. Despite your desire to leave, you follow me to the springs. We reach a point where the walkway is next to the waters.
"C'mon, let's take a dip!" I throw my hat and coat onto a nearby bench. I am quickly getting the rest of my clothes off.
"Michael...you're going in there? Isn't it too cold? You'll freeze when you come out."
"Everything will be all right. The water is over one hundred degrees. Come on!"
I get the last of my clothes off, standing naked on the boardwalk with the cold biting into my skin. There is no choice. I go straight into the water. The startling contrast between the extreme cold of the air and the heat of the enveloping waters is invigorating beyond description. The sensation is incredible.
"Oh my god, you've got to come in. The heat feels so good. Come on, trust me, you'll love it."
You are very uncertain. Logic tells you to stay out. Swimming outside late at night in Arctic temperatures doesn't make sense. Yet emotion tells you to get in. There is a wildness, an otherworldliness about the place. The thrilling spontaneity makes emotion win out. As you remove your clothes, you feel the anger and fatigue from the trip drop off with them. The cold makes you hurry. You are tearing at your clothes to get them off. There is no hesitation once you are naked. You come right into the warm waters.
Near the walkway, the water is only a few feet deep. By squatting down, it comes up to our necks. As we move to the center of the pond, the water gets deeper. The steam gets so thick that it is only possible to see a foot or two. We hold hands and move slowly across the water. There is an eeriness, an incredibly surreal beauty. The scene is so far removed from our existence that we might as well be on another planet.
Halfway across, we stop. We get very close so that we may see each other. Our hair is frosty white from the steam freezing on it. We smile. We are alone in our separate world, sharing an experience unlike any we have ever had before. Intoxicated with our surroundings and with ourselves, we kiss and hold each other with rising passion.
"Michael, let's find a comfortable spot to make love. I want to. We have to. The warmth is incredible. I want to fuck you in this water."
We move over to the other side of the pond. Large boulders are lining the edge of the water. We lean against the rocks, but the water is too shallow. We are too far out of the water to do anything. The cold would be too much, no matter how hot we might be. I reach above my head on the rocks and pull down a handful of snow. I laugh as I rub it on your breasts. You scream, but you easily dissolve the snow and the freezing sensation by dunking yourself in the water. As I go to reach for more snow, you spank my ass hard. This time, I scream and dive back into the water. We laugh.
We go further down the pond. Although we cannot see it, we hear what sounds like a waterfall. Following the sound to the far side, we discover that there is indeed a waterfall. The springs are in two sections, upper and lower, with the upper springs emptying into the lower at these ten-foot-high falls. We approach and explore them. The water is even warmer here. The spray from the falls mixes with the steam. Visibility is virtually nil. Holding hands tightly, we duck under the falling water. It pours down on us. We laugh hysterically as the water pounds on us. We pull each other close and kiss, sharing the beautiful feeling.
Moving off to the side of the falls, we discover a small cove carved out of the rock by the force of the water. Inside the cove is a long wooden bench. As we sit down, the water still sprays on us but with a much less powerful force. It is like sitting in a shower inside a steam room.
"Well, baby, do you think we can get comfortable here?"
You lay down on the bench with your legs spread. I am immediately on top of you, making love with a magnificent passion. Our bodies meld into one. I thrust my cock into you in a slow rhythm without urgency, moving my hands over you, exploring your wet, steamy body. Our tongues slide in and out of our mouths. We experience each other with the joy of an erotic fuck in the wildness of one of nature's most exotic dens. The steam, the spray, the darkness, the cold, the cave, the falls all add their effect to our rising passion. Off in the distance, we hear wolves howling. We both erupt into intense, explosive orgasms. We continue grinding our hips until we are both satiated. We hold each other tight with our hearts pounding. Our breathing slowly begins to return to normal. Our love is complete.
We sit on the bench for a bit, enjoying the scene. After a while, we walk back across the pond. We joke about what we will do if we can't find our clothes in the dark and fog. But we manage to find our starting point. We both linger at the boardwalk.
"You first."
"No, that's alright, you go first!"
We laugh loudly. Neither one of us wants to pay the price for our interlude in the springs. For now, we must expose our wet bodies to subzero temperatures.
"Okay, let's do it together. We'll hold hands. Let's do it!"
We climb onto the boardwalk. The cold hits us with a ferocious chilling. We both scream as we grab the towels. We dry as much and as quickly as possible. Our clothes go on in a frenzy. We rush back to the car shivering in a freezing state. I turn the car on, but it takes many minutes for the heat to crank up. We huddle together, trying to get warm again.
"Michael...this was beautiful! Thank you so much for taking me here! But, can we get to the lodge, like now!"
We drive off into the cold Arctic night. We have had an experience we shall both remember forever in this warm oasis in the cold desolation of the Alaska Highway.
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