Epilogue
My voice dropped finally into silence.
Sounds of the river rushing past. The night was still, damp and cold in our gorge, and quite clear. Orion hung over us in the sky, his belt a-glimmer with jewels. The fire had become a bed of coals covered by white ash.
I was quite warm inside my bag. I sat still, hulking dark in the night, cross-legged. My erection was clasped lightly in my hand, and I m*********d ever so slowly. I had prolonged and prolonged my inevitable o****m, drawing back each time the glory had been about to come. Perhaps it was imagination, hut I felt as though this erection had been growing steadily larger for the last hours. I could feel the broad, flat hotness of its bead as it curled back against my stomach. I had never felt it this long, and its very size exci
