The Swedish Holiday TripChapter 9
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I slept like a log in my new ‘home away from home’.
Satisfied, relaxed, empty-headed, a bit hungry and with a piss hardon, I had woken up the next day, (or the same day but hours later) I had no sense of time, nor did I care. I opened the tent, and after a short battle with the zipper, still unable to focus, stepping outside, when I realized I was still stark naked. Just as I turned around to head back in to put on some clothes, I figured what the point was anyway. No one near to see me and the weather was nice enough, felt like a summers day almost, so why bother? Stupidly I remembered that I had forgotten to ask the owner where the toilets were and with my piss boner, pointing the way, I could not trust that I could have made it there anyway in time, so a nearby tree would do.
I was surprised to notice that after my so needed relief, my hardon had not gone down, it had stayed in the upright position, not really understanding for a moment what it wanted now. Because of the business stress back home, a nagging wife, everyone who wanted a piece of me I had almost forgotten how to use it. I was a bit famous, or should I say, well known back home, so there was no place to hide. That had taken its toll to my sex life and difficulties getting it up, or keeping it up, so that I had almost given it up altogether. I have had a great sex life previously, before all the stress and I wasn’t shy back then, trying out some kinks and other things previously with my wife. Probably I did not have sex for at least a year or longer, before this trip, so I was pleasantly taken back that it had woken up and still in working order, maybe time to renew interest in my old hobby of masturbation.
I took a walk on the beach, stuck my big toe in the water to feel if the temperature was heart-warming enough instead of giving me a heart attack, and it was not bad at all, it would probably put my cock back down to its launching pad, but it would definitely refresh me. I splashed some water on me and dove in and swam for a few minutes without getting into trouble with myself. It did feel nice, not really warm but warm enough not to freeze to death. I walked out back on the pebbles and saw a nice clean looking simple BBQ, for everyone’s use, and a bit further along the shore I noticed a sauna building and some other wooden shack, probably the toilet building, which in those areas are no more that the old-fashioned cubicle with a toilet seat on a wooden plank above a hole in the ground, or a garbage can type tank under it, usually a bit smelly, that is emptied once or twice a month.
Back in the tent, I had cooked myself up some breakfast, enjoying the meal outside and had decided not to bother with putting on any cloths. Mr Nudist was reborn!
After I had cleaned up, checked the tent for holes and having found some more pieces of tent, poles, so I could even expand my living quarters with a canopy, groundsheet, etc. I was running out of chores to do. Checked the car over more thoroughly, to see if anything needed fixing, but it seemed I had done well, and no repairs were needed. Lucky enough, at the last moment before I left home, I had thrown in some books that were waiting to be read already for years and they had already the beginnings of self-destruction because the outer edges had gotten some yellowish accumulation.
Unfolded the lawn chair in front of the tent, and found out the chair had a 2nd part that could fold out as well, with a backrest that could be lowered so I had a lazy chair now. A pillow that I had in the car would complete my little paradise and of course a nice glass of cold water. Should I mention that after reading the first chapter of my book I dozed off to the world of dreamers? No, it would be too obvious of course, out like a light...
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