It was late at night and you were busy trying to relieve yourself from the dirty thoughts that had filled your mind. Dirty thoughts of none other than Javier Escuella.

Your hands moved faster, desperate to reach the release. “Javier…” You had whispered, imagining his hands instead of your own.

“My, my…” You heard the voice of the man you were thinking so dirty of. He heard you as he pasted by your tent and decided to fulfill your desires.