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From what I could gather he was like me, rejoicing in the scenery and solitude.
We talked into the night, it helped take my mind off the pain. It was the first time since I had left home that I had talked about more than just the weather. In fact it was the first time in years that I was truly interested in talking about anything. I hated those polite conversations you have with people who think they are your friends but are in fact just strangers.
For the next two days I hardly moved. I mostly slept, when I didn't we talked. I really liked him, he was funny in an understated way, self-depreciating and intelligent. You know those moments, maybe it only happens once in your life when you are instantly attracted to someone? Well this was it. I mean I must have looked like hell and was not at my best physically or mentally, but I was drawn to him.
Finally on the third morning I awoke feeling tolerably better. I sat up, my headache was faint but still there, my body was still stiff as a board. I looked over to where Paul slept but he was no longer there. I tentatively got to my feet and hobbled to the river. Paul was sitting in the water looking away from where I was. "Morning" I called. He turned around and smiled and said good morning. "What's the water like?"
"Refreshing but very cold."
"Mind if I come in?"
"Be my guest."
"Do you mind giving me a hand?" I had two motivations for asking for his help to get down the bank. The first was instantly revealed when he swam to the bank and stood up. He was wearing a pair of black nylon swim shorts. Damn! Secondly I wanted to get a better look at him. He was very toned, ripped even, there wasn't an inch of fat on him. He stood there looking at me, I realised what he was looking at.
"I don't want to get your shirt wet" I said brazenly, I mean what the hell, it was half true and he had already seen me naked anyway. I pulled it over my head and tossed it behind me. Paul tried not to stare, but I was standing naked right there it front of him.
"Help me down?" I asked sweetly. He offered his hand and I eased myself down the bank and accidentally on purpose fell against him. He was very cold, and my nipples immediately became erect.
"It hardly seems fair that I'm naked when you've got your shorts on." I said. I couldn't believe how forward I was, but what the hell. He looked at me to see if I was kidding. I was. Maybe. No I wasn't. I really wanted those shorts off. He wasn't moving, so I slipped my fingers into the band and pulled them down and tossed them onto the bank behind me. I liked what I saw. The cold was done its work and his penis was shrunken, but still he was becoming hard, I liked what I did to him. Paul suddenly pulled me to his chest and dragged me out into mid steam. I shrieked in delight and shock.
We laughed and splashed water over each other and swam around. After a few minutes I swam up to him and put my arms around his neck and we looked deeply into each other's eyes. By mutual consent we leaned in and kissed, gently at first, oh so gently, then our mouths opened and our tongues met and we kissed more deeply. I pulled myself closer and wrapped my legs around his waist, I could feel his erect penis trapped between us. The kiss was so passionate, so hot, we stayed like that enjoying the intensity of it. Paul grabbed my bottom and pulled me tightly against him.
I had never been this intimate so soon with a man, but somehow this felt so right.