This summer changed everything. I’d been learning a lot about myself, thanks to some unexpected teachers. Brady, the cop next door, and Mr. Greenspan, the older neighbor, had been giving me hands-on lessons. Let’s just say I was a quick learner.
Sports became a surprising outlet too. My dad’s always been the rugged outdoorsy type, and I never thought I’d measure up. But after meeting Paul, the coach’s assistant, and his dad, I found myself drawn to the wrestling team. The coach’s one-on-one sessions? Let’s call them motivating.
Things got even more interesting when I realized my dad and brother weren’t as straight as they seemed. We’ve had some unexpected moments together, and while we don’t talk about it much, it’s brought us closer in ways I never imagined.
I needed a break, so I headed to the family cabin up north. It’s secluded, quiet, and surrounded by endless forest. The kind of place where rugged men hike, fish, and test their limits. I’d always fantasized about those men, but I didn’t expect anything to happen.
The cabin’s off-grid but has all the comforts of home—wood-burning fireplace, propane stove, and a solar-powered system. The long porch has the best view of the valley, perfect for watching sunsets or, well, other things.
I’d come up to relax, clear my head, and give myself a break. But I couldn’t stop thinking about Brady, Mr. Greenspan, and the coach. Three hot daddies who’d taken a liking to me and kept me busy.
This weekend, I was alone. But in the wild, you never know who might show up.
