This is the story of a good friend of mine - let's call him Jeff. He really only told me this story, so you're lucky that I'm even going to tell you.
Ok, so a little background on Jeff: he's pretty much the straightest guy you can imagine, he always has a date with some beautiful chick, he has pictures of chicks all over his house, and of course, he's had sex with, I don't know how many girls over the past years. Other than that, Jeff is 25; he loves fishing, hunting, hockey, and camping, which is where I'm leading you, so sit tight.
One weekend last year something happened to Jeff, and it took me almost a year to get him to tell me, so here's the story as told to me first hand by Jeff.
On May 24, 2004 Jeff was going camping. He was supposed to take this girl along with him, but she cancelled at the last minute so he had to go by himself - which wasn't a big deal, Jeff loves camping. So he packs up his gear and gets going to the Provincial Park that is just outside of the city, maybe an hour or so away I guess. He arrives and gets everything set up and ready to go and then the guy in the next site comes over…
*** May 24, 2004***
"Hi neighbor!" Called a male voice behind me. I turn around and see a guy in his mid to late 30's, dark brown hair, about 6'5" tall and around 200 lbs. He's wearing jeans and a t-shirt.
"Hi, how's it going?" I reply, hoping that he'll go away.
"Pretty good, just wondering whose going to be over here this weekend. I get the same lot every weekend." The man told me.
'What do I care' I thought to myself, but didn't say that. Instead I said: "Ah, that's cool, I'm Jeff," extending my hand for a handshake.
"Michael, call me Mike though." He shook my hand; he had a firm handshake. "Maybe later you could come over for a beer or something?" I hesitated for a second…
***
'Come on say yes!' I plead in my mind. This Jeff fellow is gorgeous, mid twenties, sandy blonde hair, blue eyes and a body I could play with all day long.
"Yeah sure, can't pass up a free beer, right?" He finally replied. My brain and cock sighed with relief - there was still a chance. I want this guy so much it's making me hard just thinking about it.
"Cool, see you around 7 then?" I ask him, trying not to sound too desperate. "Sure, see you then." He replies quicker this time. I hope he show's up…