I was a man of honour, hero of the every single ladies that I knew, small town guy with womanising nature, smart good guy, tall and handsome, flawless shiny skin, top at class and everything else, almost close to awesomeness in my town. My charming attitude was a fresh spring air for most of the woman. Every girl in my class was crazy for me but I was quiet a shy guy of my age. I never gave them any kind of chances to confess to me because I was not ready to hurt their feelings. Every valentine's day, they gifted me a home made chocolates, lots of valuable hand made gifts like sewn sweaters, printed shirts with my and their name on it, hand made bracelets, pendant, photo frame and so, but what I could offer them was my loyal services with my home cooking. They loved my cooking so much that I, sometimes thought about having a restaurant of my own. I knew that boys of my school get jealous of me because of their interested girls dream lover was me but what could I do about it. I always tried to make it sure that they should never dreamt about me as a lover. I was a sweet, cute, well mannered, tight toned figure, good hearted guy of every girl of my town. They even loved to spend time with me. I was bored by the jealousy of other boys of me, so I was thinking to sneak out from the town on my next weekend. I took my bag pack, wore black cap, black lower mouth covering mask, sky blue sunglass, summer full sleeves white pure cotton shirt with beige jeans with brown leather boots. I was heading for a camping trip of my own. My intention was pure, thought about a waterfall sight to spend for two days one night, took everything for spending in wilds without my luxurious comfy home. It was deep in the forest. Small waterfall from the mountain falling into a small pond and I was going to spend my night alongside of that pond. Within few hours, I reached my destination, made my camp, fire camp then went to catch few fishes, caught some, bathed in the waterfall, prepared my lunch, ate them. Then again went for finding some herb and flower seeds for my green house. Hmmm, that's odd, I didn't seen him yet. I was being followed by a man for all most a month. I noticed him, he was watching my every move, where I spent my time after school, what did I do in my room or home, if i had any secret girlfriend or prostitute addiction or drugs. Yes, everything he was checking out. My sweethearts informed me about him that he was asking around about me. He even checked out local police stations to find my police records if I had any. One of my girl's father said it to me. He even told me to be alarmed by those kind of things. He said it was a sign of abduction and I was a very handsome guy with great future. I was curiously excited about him, didn't saw him after I arrived in here. I didn't realised how the time flew to night. Listening to radio while gazing stars at night was slightly nostalgic to me. I never was in love. I was just a witness of human puberty changes, it was a magnetic subject to research, what I learnt from my research was that they all fall for their chemical composition in their body fluids which was changed by ages and hormones. It's all related to their food habits, reproductive lessons, genital anatomy education, curiosity to each others body sensitivity which was surrounded by romance novels. The night turned to more darker, it was time for bed. I bathed again after dinner, wore my grey cotton shorts, baby pink linen t-shirt with sandals. I brought some canned food, crisps, chocolates and drinks with me, so I ate them in my dinner. I checked out for my secret admirer for the last time then went to bed. That forest was free from any kind of wild animals or any kind of animals at all. If anyone wanted to see any animals in the forest, they might find out a small white rabbits or guinea pigs, butterflies, maggots or so. I checked my internet connection in the dark, thank god, I had the connection, I could watch movies now, how about porn film, I needed to encourage myself about my love subject, hmm, no, not in the mood of watching meat over a meat, rubbing each other and smooch, smooch then ah, ah, ah. How about some love stories, yeah that would be nice but I was feeling tired, my eyes were closing down without my permission. I didn't realised when I fell in sleep, a touch of a hand in dark woke me in the dark. That hand came went through my shorts to my pride, checking my ins and outs. So, I dragged it in then started to explore it, it was him, he was shocked and stunned at my gracious love. I made love with him completely, he aroused me wildly, I loved his every agony and dismay against me, hesitation to take my free love, not willing to enjoy, feeling guilty probably, I made love with him till he ran out and fainted. I checked out his wallet, he was a father of one of my crazy girlfriend, ah, that was the reason of checking me out. Next morning, I packed out my things early in the morning and left him there as his bad dream. Washed up every sign of my presence there. When I got back home I was feeling awesome and more confident about my next day. This weekend I learnt in practical how to love a human body. I unpacked my things, went to shower and already was missing his strong arms on my waist when I was doing to him. His peaceful moaning sounds that where shocked and stood out was still buzzing in my ears but he couldn't resist the temptation behind it. I was touching my lips when I was thinking about him. I loved his minty taste of mouth, his man's pride that was aroused to astonish me whenever I licked it and took it whole in my mouth and played for a while. Hmmm, missing him greatly. What was he thinking? That made him to check me out. Nothing changed but his man's pride was bigger than mine, my body just shaken up by the size of his thought. Oh yes, I was a man with pride and venus, laughing out loud till I turned to red. My parents brought me up just like a normal boy. Never mentioned anyone about my two genitals in one me. I used both of them in him, probably that's why shocked, stunned, confused and fainted. Ah, alas, he was still remembering how I did it, felt his ups and downs, everything that was secret and sacred in him, where his sensitivity laid down, when did he grabbed my waist with his arm strongly probably tried to wrestle with my unbounded love but it was useless against his needs, I was lucky that he was weak enough to avoid my kisses toward his body if only he could memorize how I felt his every corner, his eyes in that dark looking at me touched my every senses, I hoped that night he was missing my touch, love and passionate kisses as I was missing my love.