I really need a break soon. My legs hurt and it's way too hot for my taste. Me and my boyfriend Ryan have been walking for hours and it doesn't seem we're anywhere close to the cabin again. I haven't recognized anything on our walk yet. But how could I? The whole PΓ©rigord Vert is just trees and creeks. I'm not into hiking, but Ryan really is. He is walking in front of me with his head held high. His butt fills out his short shorts and his muscular caramel legs flex and relax with every step. I have to give it to hiking, it has made my boyfriend's legs into a work of art. Walking behind him for hours with that butt begging for my attention has made me very horny.
'Jake! Hello?'
I break my fixation on Ryan's ass and shift focus to his face. He is looking back at me with a shimmer of irritation on his eyebrows.
'I think if we go left here, we will probably be home in an hour. Or do you want to go a bit longer.'
'No, I'm good. I want to get back.'
And fuck your brains out, I think.
We take a left to a sandpath going into the forest. On the side of the road is a small house with the front door open. A woman stands in the doorpost. Her hair looks greasy and she is smoking a cigarette. She stares at us impudently and doesn't respond to our waving. From behind her a dog leaps out and runs to us. The women starts screaming and I start running. I'm super scared of dogs. I hear Ryan's footsteps following me. After about a hundred meters into the forest I stop and turn around. The house is out of sight and Ryan is talking to a man holding the dog. I walk up to them.
'Sorry. She is still very young and always tries to escape. My wife doesn't want to close the door. She isn't a dog lover,' the man says with a thick French accent.
He is about the same height as Ryan, so about 5 feet 9. He has tanned skin and deep frowning wrinkles from staring into the sun. He looks so rugged next to Ryan, who shaves daily and moisturizes heavily. Where Ryan is muscular but slim, the man is more stocky and square. Damn, I'm so horny I'm checking out randos now. He looks at me with friendly eyes while he scratches his dark stubble. The dog sits calmly at his feet.
'You can run really fast!'
'Yeah, but I'm dead now. We've been walking for hours.'
'My name is Guillaume. You can call me Guy.'
Ryan sits down on a tree trunk and looks up to me and Guy. Something is brooding behind those dark eyes. He licks his full lips, decides something, and pulls my arm to sit down next to him.
'Come have a seat. We can take a break. It's a great region here, Guy. You're lucky to live here.'
'It is really pretty, I know. But a bit boring to be honest.'
Guy sits down in front of us cross-legged. The dog puts her head on his hairy thighs immediately. She is kind of cute like this.
Ryan lays his hand down on my thigh and starts rubbing the muscles. He looks at Guy, who doesn't seem to know where to look.
'Boring, yeah?', Ryan replies.
'Yes very boring. Even the next neighbors live 10 minutes by car from here. I think I would prefer to live in a city.'
'Why don't you?'
'It's my wife's house and she wanted to stay here. She is.. well was.. so sweet and pretty. We married ten years ago. A lot has changed in the meantime.'
Ryan's hand moves closer to my dick. I freeze and see Guy shifting uncomfortably. He looks so innocent and gentle. Not like any of the cranky farmers we saw in this region. He continues:
'I lived in the city for a while. It was nice. I met boys like you.'
'Like us?'