Chapter 10

“This is one of the many nature trails,” Rion said, leading me down a clearly marked path. We walked down the path holding hands, occasionally meeting other guys going in the other direction. There were benches scattered here and there along the way.

“What are the benches for?” I said.

“A convenient place to stop and commune with nature, or other things.”

“Other things?”

We were standing beside one of the benches. “Yeah,” he said. He grabbed me and kissed me thoroughly. My body, of course, responded—as did his.

He spread our towels on the bench and told me to lie down on it, so I did. Then he produced some KY and a condom from the little bag he’d carried with us.

“Oh,” I said, “those necessities.”

“You’re not the only good Boy Scout.”

“Yeah.”

He opened the foil packet and rolled the condom over my erection. Using a generous dollop of KY, he lubed himself and proceeded to impale himself on my erection.

“Is public sex allowed here?” I said.