This choice: "Sorry man I'm really wiped" Jared explores while Josh shops • Go Back... "Sorry man I'm still a bit wiped out from the drive up here." Jared fibbed, instead just wanting a chance to look around.
"Cool, I'll try to get a good variety then." you said, heading out to the car as Jared laid back on the couch.
After waiting for a few minutes Jared sprang into action, his curiosity guiding him like a rambunctious child. First he made his way down the single hall opening the various doors finding a small bathroom, a closet and finally a single bedroom where he deposited his things before faintly smirking to himself in the mirror. After braking away from his own visage he did notice the cabin only had the single bed "That lucky duck." Jared said to himself, brimming with not unfounded confidence. Having now seen the cabin's other rooms Jared returned to the living/dining room, with it's modest couch, a somewhat outdated television, and two recliners, and again took residence on the couch switching on the television. Before long though Jared switched the television back off finding nothing particularly gripping and growing antsy once more then he remembered the lake.
In less than a minute Jared had, again, shucked his boxers and was sprinting back to the waters, this time he'd get in a proper swim. He splashed away in the waters for nearly an hour, creating games to play with himself and preforming laps in the small lake, before he swam back to shore and laid out on the beach to tan. Finding lying still to be yet another boring task he decided to take a small nap in earnest this time, however his body and mind were in disagreement with his levels of exhaustion. His muscles ached after the exercise, but his mind was still raring to go, but Jared had just the trick for such things as he decided to take matters into his own hands and took himself in hand. It had yet to fail, if the energetic young man found himself in need of a way to unwind all he would have to do was rub one out.
Leaning his head back Jared began pumping his impressive shaft unfettered by his exposure, safe in the knowledge of his solitude, and allowed himself to begin shamelessly moaning. As his right hand attended his 10 inch prick his left began teasing his nipple, eliciting yet more moans. Jared's thought then began to dwell on the single bed and how, with a little legwork, he'd almost certainly be able to achieve an entire weeks worth of sexual gratification. These thoughts tipped the man over in to orgasm as he loudly exclaimed "FUCK!' and began spraying himself with a volley of his own seed. Pleasantly spent he then began to drift to sleep, needing not bother with the sand or sperm as he could simply rinse off when he awoke.
Unbeknownst to either Josh or Jared though this small lake, hidden away from the world, had been the site of strange illegal chemical dumping long ago and...well...the act had largely gone without consequence until now, there was the slightest chance that if the right person with the right genes, and an abundance of hormones were to be exposed there'd be no predicting the possible mutations.
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