Chapter 10

Travis put a hand on his shoulder. “Grandpa, if you weren’t here, I’d have killed myself. I have no one else to live with or for.” They hugged, and Travis let a few tears drop before recovering. “This place is great. You are a real prepper. I’m proud of you.”

They got to work, organizing the garage better, watering plants, digging a few holes, and walking the property. After dinner, they sat in a swing together, admiring nature. After dark, they read inside, each using a rechargeable LED flashlight.

Before sleep, Travis jacked off, thinking of Winston. “Maybe he’s straight, but I bet he gets horny and wouldn’t mind a blowjob here and there. Any port in the storm, huh?”

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Over the next two months, Travis visited the Porter place and helped Winston with an array of jobs too big for one man. Winston reciprocated and regularly went to Grandpa’s place and helped cut and split wood and pile it.