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Author: WillYUM Published: 4/10/2007 story views: 1639
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been seeking sexual satisfaction in the bigger towns when I go in to pick up supplies.
I made good time getting to the air strip and immediately noticed a tall guy wearing what looked like 4 layers of coats huddled up against a stack of large black bags. As I got closer I noticed his eyes were darkened by his brow and his nearly black hair. He saw the sled approaching and his brooding face lit up with a smile, I thought he was smiling at me, and then I foolishly realized it was the dogs he was more interested in.
“Oh wow, a real sled dog team like in that Disney flick. Can I pet one?” He asked. He was too gorgeous to say no to so I just nodded and pointed to Etienne, one of the calmer dogs and started loading all his things onto the sled.
“I’m Sam, I’m going to be taking you back to Pote for your photo shoots.” I called over to him. He nodded and continued to play around with the dogs; he had gone from dark, serious stranger to a hyper, young guy all in two minutes. My guess was he was about 24 or 25, only a little older then me. He was wearing a huge black down jacket and black thermal ski pants so it was difficult to see what his body was really like under all the bulk. I turned away and went back to the sled when I realized I had already been undressing him mentally. It had been a while since I’d seen someone like him.
I got him situated on the sled and he looked absolutely thrilled to be straddling his own bags on an old sled in the freezing artic weather. Granted the sun was out and there wasn’t much wind, but it was still -30 degrees out and he didn’t seem bothered. The entire hour it took us to get back my knee was touching the back of his arm as he gripped the sides of the sled, it was starting to get hard to focus if you know what I mean. We made it safely into town and after all the normal introductions to everyone who was waiting for him we headed back to unload his gear.
“I really have no idea where I’m supposed to be staying.” He said with a laugh. “From what I understand there are no hotels here.” I laughed so hard it came out like a bark.
“Look around, there’s not much to this town. Basically you have three options; Stay with the mayor and his family, which is what most people do, stay at the clinic, lots of empty beds there, or you can stay with me.” I held my breath and hoped he’d say what I wanted to hear.
“Well the mayor’s house sounds like some G-rated movie and the scary empty hospital is like a bad horror film, so if you’re serious about me staying with you that would be perfect.” He replied flashing me one of those cheerful smiles.
It was getting dark by time we were all settled in. All of Zeke’s things were safe and dry, my dogs were fed and I was just making some dinner for us. My one room house didn’t have much privacy; a double bed built into the wall on one side, kitchen area on the other, a small living room by the front door