I walked up the country road beside my friend Danny. Dressed in shorts and t-shirts and carrying a large rucksack each, we talked and told jokes as we made our way to the small village that would be our home for the next week.
Originally there were going to be a few of us on this little holiday in the countryside. But, as often happens, one by one people dropped out until it was just me and Danny left. And as soon as that happened, as soon as I realized that it was going to be just me and him staying in his uncle's holiday home, my expectations of the holiday changed completely. A good predator is always quick to recognize an opportunity.
I know what you're thinking. Danny is obviously a handsome virgin. Unspoilt and untouched. Innocent and pure.
In fact Danny was a cock hungry 20 year old who loved licking ass, sucking balls and swallowing cum. It was me who was pure. It was me who was innocent. I hoped this was about to change.
A few months previously, before the holiday got planned, Danny and I were hanging out with a few friends. It was common knowledge that not only was Danny gay but that he had recently been fooling around with another one of our friends who had previously just only been into girls.
This intrigued me immensely. I heard one of our friend's remark that Danny got off from 'getting straight boys into bed'.
When the holiday plans reduced down to just me and him, I recalled that remark and it lit up a desire in me that until then had until then laid dormant. As far as Danny knew, I was straight. And that was true, mostly. For curiosity had awakened within me and a door of possibility had opened.
We were close to the village, just a couple of miles of hiking left to go, when I turned to Danny.
"Hey guess what?" I asked with a cheeky sparkle in my eye.
"What?" Danny replied, intrigued by my question and the look in my eyes.
"I brought a little bit of pot with me" I answered. "And I can't wait to smoke a big fat joint when we get to the cottage"
Danny laughed heartily, aware of my reputation as a man who enjoyed a smoke.
"Sounds good to me, I think I'll join you" he said whilst smiling back at me.
I smiled with him, enjoying the easy banter that we often shared. But unknown to Danny, my statement was a lead. And the beginning of my plan.
"We better make sure we stock up food before we start smoking though. I just have no control when it comes to the munchies." I said, still smiling.
"Yeah tell me about it. I'm just the same. Last time I was stoned I opened a pack of cookies and didn't stop eating until I had finished the whole pack. And then I opened another!"
I laughed and, after a few seconds of seemingly casual silence, I laughed again and said the words I had been planning for the past few weeks.
"You know, food isn't the only thing I crave when I'm stoned. I always get just so goddamn horny when I've had a smoke" I admitted to Danny. Hoping to begin planting that little seed in his mind.
"Really?" Danny said, his expression suddenly becoming thoughtful.
"Oh yeah. If I'm on my own the very first thing I do after a joint is boot up my laptop and furiously wack off to a variety of internet porn!" I divulged.
"But what if you're not on your own?" Danny inquired as he laughed at my honesty.
"Well I just have to try to think of something else until I am!" I joked.
We laughed together and went on to talk about other things as we approached the village. After a visit to the local shop we found the cottage and let ourselves in. A quick tour of the place revealed that the place was totally undeveloped upstairs which meant the only place to sleep was going to be the pull out sofa bed in the lounge. Danny asked if I was ok with that and I kept my voice as neutral as possible as I said I was. In fact inside I was secretly delighted as this fitted my plan perfectly.
