Opening his eyes, Hunter realized that it wasn’t yet the full moon but the night was still bright. It was so bright that light was beaming into the gully. That was allowing Hunter to see it… or rather, see him. There was a man, not much younger than Hunter, who was bathing in the waterfall.
Hunter, unsure of what to do, quickly pulled his legs into the shadows. He figured that he wasn’t completely blocked by the foliage around him, but considering the darkness, he was hidden well enough. From this vantage point, he would be able to see the showering man without the man seeing him. And allowing himself to look at the naked man freely, Hunter drank in every rippling muscle on the man-boy’s broad frame.
The boy was beautiful. And as the water caught the moonlight as it rounded his plump ass
