I was running late, hoping he wasn't mad I sped to the spot where I agreed to meet with a friend. I'm sure he'd be understanding, he's always been sweet to me. Although it didn't help that I didn't have any service on my phone, I tried calling him but it wouldn't go through so I had to hope he'd be calm about everything. I should've known better, he's not like other guys I've seen who get upset over the slightest inconvenience.
I pull up behind his car and he starts it up so I can follow him to wherever it is he wants me. The weather is incredibly nice for early December, barely warm and no snow or wind, almost perfect except for the fact I like it hot.
We drive for quite some time down a dirt road, way out of society, you could get away with a murder out here. Weirdly morbid thought aside it's gorgeous.
After a while he pulls over and parks, I follow suit then we both get out and hug each other hello.
"Sorry I'm late I got caught up with some stuff and I tried calling but my phone didn't want to phone." I explained to him.
"Ah, no worries, I was a little late anyway so it's all good." He smiled.
I'm not sure why but something about this man turned me on, we never really connected like that and we were just friends but lately I've been experiencing things I never have before. For the first times I've gotten hot being in someone's presence like they write in books, I've wanted to kiss him, I've wanted to take his clothes off, I've felt completely comfortable with him touching me. Normally touch is not something I enjoy from people but when he touches me I feel completely at ease and not like I'm in danger of him doing something he shouldn't. In fact not that long ago he touched my neck, I hate having my neck touched and never understood how anyone enjoyed that, until he did it and I understood.
"So we're going to just walk down this path for a bit then we'll be at Big Falls." He explained.
"Okay cool." I turn to walk next to him and grab his hand.
We normally hold hands when we walk together so it's not that bizarre except that now I'm craving his hands elsewhere. He squeezes my hand and I squeeze back, he just does that randomly and it's kind of endearing.
We end up going down this dirt trail that slowly becomes pure forest floor, you can still tell people have gone down here before but you have to be looking to see it. We climb over fallen trees and slide down boulders for some time, as the ground begins to level out he tells me to look down, I do, big rock.
"Keep looking down, I'll guide you where we're going but keep looking down." He tells me.
"You got it." I normally would start pushing buttons and refuse or say make me to a man but something about me is happy to listen to him.
We continue like that for a few minutes with him continuously making sure my head is down while he grabs my hands and guides me over the massive boulders we're walking across.
"Okay, now look up." He commands.
I do, and I'm amazed.