In my Accounting 101 class I thought I recognized a guy from Y-Camp. After class I intercepted him and asked, “Is your name Paul Turnipseed?”“Ya... you are George Big Brain or something like that, right?” He said.“Something like that,” I confirmed.“Paul, you talked about your dad when we were out on a canoe trip nearly up to Hudson Bay. Are you in touch with your Native American heritage at all?” I asked.“Yes. Dad’s gone, but I still know elders and I know enough to participate in ceremonies.. The runner was sitting by the rock playing on his phone. The next Monday I was lifting weights with one of my friends, Adam, when I told him about this. He laughed a bit, and told me it happens all the time. Apparently that park is a "cruising hot spot". Adam told me all about the scene, how guys would go there to get anonymous head, and sex. Adam said that he has checked it out a few times, it's mostly guys out there, but occasionally you will catch a girl wanting to fool around. I was. So I called my dad and had him come and get me. Dad helped me get my license and a car so that I could make it to and from places safely. Thank God he lives in the middle of nowhere. Seriously. It's mid January. I woke up in a daze and walked to my bedroom window to take a look outside. My heart skipped a beat as I realized there was about 3 inches of snow on the ground! I put my fluffy pink robe on and went down stairs in a hurry. Mind you, I sleep naked. It's just more comfortable, and I. Joe told us he had seen us go into the forest and wondered what we were doing as we went 3 or 4 times but only for half an hour or so and decided he would follow to find out for himself. Well did you enjoy what you saw, oh yes I could feel his cock twitch and his balls tighten and a spurt went into my mouth, I took it out and wanked him on my legs, that was the deal after all. While this was happening P was stood watching, leering like a perve more like, wanking his cock. Joe soon completed.