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64 pages, Kindle Edition
Published September 9, 2025
Without looking back, I follow the stranger into the woods.
“Most people know better than to come this far up the mountain. Not exactly a tourist destination.”
“Right. And what are you doing out here, if I may ask?”
He pauses, his spoon hovering in the air. There’s a long silence, and I wonder if maybe I shouldn’t have asked, but then he sighs and continues stirring. “Hiding.”
“Oh.” That’s… ominous.
I crawl under the thick wool blankets on the bed. They smell like cedar and musk, and the thought that Boone usually sleeps here, with all his naked, manly glory, is strangely comforting.
Maybe the reason he lives out here alone, hiding from the world, is that no woman is able to handle him. That maybe he tried, again and again, but they couldn’t possibly take his meaty, throbbing cock. And so, the poor man had no choice but to retreat from society.
“Don’t wanna hurt you,” he mutters. “Ain’t used to this, Silvan. Don’t know how gentle I can be once I’m in. Don’t know if I’ll be able to hold back. I’m too worked up. Too fuckin’ desperate. Want you too bad. Might split you open.”
I crane my neck, find his ear, and nip at the lobe. “I don’t want gentle, Boone. Give me your desperation. Give me your hunger. Stuff that hole. Make me scream. Impale me on that—” The fat tip of his cock breaches my rim, cutting me off, and we both let out a guttural sound.
We keep spraying and pumping, emptying every last drop from our balls. Even when there possibly can’t be anything left to give, we’re still shuddering, clinging to each other, holding on for dear life.
