[FOG ATTACK]
Vincent separated from the other hikers. He was getting bored with the subpar trek. He sneaked into the prohibited areas. The trek leader told them those areas were more dangerous, and largely unexplored.
To his disappointment, the trail was less challenging than the original track he was attending.
However, thirty minites into the trail, he found an area that seemed to be well kept. The place was well landscaped. There was even a spring nearby. There were man made structures.
"Maybe, this is what they're hiding from the hikers," Vincent told himself.
Suddenly, strong winds came his way. He panicked. Especially when he suddenly got surrounded by fog.
His nostrils were filled with a minty scent. His head hurt. He was walking around with zero visibility. It lasted for ten minutes.
Then the fog went away. He found himself in a more open, flat area.
His insides felt hot. He felt the urge of taking off his coat.
He was still hot so he undressed down to his red briefs.
He was still feeling hot. He was sweating.
He was confused why he was getting hard.
He walked to a body of water. There were muscular men like him, naked and who were making out and having sex with each other.
A man came to him. He did not budge when the man removed his briefs and handled his cock.
"You weren't supposed to be here. But now, the mountain spirits are going to lock you in here forever," the man warned and then kissed him.
Vincent responded to his first ever kiss with another man. He became more horny.
Then the man led him to the water. The other seemingly mindfucked men started swarming and touching his body.
It felt so good. Vincent did not mind staying in that place forever.
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