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He was so tired; he needed to escape, to get away, to be alone. That’s why when his best friend Aina offered Sauli her mountain cabin for the week he was thrilled. He would be alone in an isolated cabin in the Saana mountains, the highest in all Lapland. Sure it was the dead of winter and it would be freezing, but the cabin had an awesome heating system and he was mostly used to the cold.
He packed his bags, threw them in his car and drove away from all the chaos. He didn’t know how other celebrities did it. He had just come off Big Brother and suddenly everyone wanted a piece of him, then there were the mean comments and the odd looks from people on the streets. He couldn’t take it anymore.
He drove until he reached the village at the base of the mountain. He had to leave the car there and take a horse pulled sled up the mountain. It was impossible to drive on those roads.
By the time he hopped on the sled and covered himself in blankets he was exhausted. He had told the sled driver where to go, so he closed his eyes for a moment to enjoy the silence and the rough mountain air, but before he knew it he was swept away by darkness, carried into sleep land.
He was awoken by the bumpy roads and the blond bangs tickling his nose. He knew he should have cut the before coming here, but he can just pin them with something, worst case. No one will be there to see him anyway. Then suddenly the atmosphere changed, the scent in the air changed, it was mentally and musky.
“Ah, looks like a wolf struck again, it stinks of blood. They are pretty active these days because of the lack of food. They came into town too, eat all our damn chickens. Are you sure you’ll be ok out there all by yourself?” The old man with a red face calmly asks him.
Sauli learned to deal with wolves since he was a kid and lived in a small village where wolves would make an appearance every cold winter. Sure they were scary but they only had power in numbers, besides Sauli wasn’t planning on leaving the cabin much.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine.” The old man didn’t object to that and Sauli was happy. Maybe he can fall asleep again, but as he closed his eyes something in the far away scenery moved. He stood up immediately, he was sure he saw something move in the woods, something big, but all he saw now was a peaceful white blanked blanket covering the ground, trees and mountains.
Then he relaxed again, probably a fox, a bear or… a wolf.
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“Kid, hey kid, wake up. You’re here” Sauli isn’t sure when he fell asleep again but now that he’s awake he’s freezing cold and he noticed it got dark.
“That’ll be thirty five euros.” Kind of cheap for all this trouble and freezing all day, Sauli thought. He pulls out a 100 euro bill and handed it to the man.
“Sorry kid, put there’s no way I can change that.” The man reminds Sauli of his grandpa, another old man that didn’t gave up work till the day he passed away.
“It’s ok. I’m also paying you for when you come back Sunday to pick me up and you can keep the rest.” Sauli smiles at him and the old man smiles back.
“I’ll be here at around one pm.” He says as he gets back on the sled and marches off. Sauli picks up his bags and rushes inside, the coldness piercing at any exposed skin. Inside the cabin it wasn’t any better since no fire has been made to heat up the walls. Sauli immediately turned on the heating to the highest level, left his bags anywhere he could and rushed out back for some firewood. He figured lighting a fire would make it even warmer. The pile of firewood was small but he picked up most of it and the tank of gasoline and rushed back inside. After starting a fire and getting the small cabin somewhat warm he made himself a hot chocolate, it was too late for coffee if he wanted to sleep tonight. He sat down in front of the fire place and admired the beauty of the small cabin. It was nice decorated in a black, red kind of style, it only had two rooms, a kitchen and a bathroom but it was perfect for Sauli.
After drinking the hot chocolate and warming up Sauli went to unpack.
Why the hell did he pack ten pairs of jeans? He’s going to stay here for seven days and he’s sure the 2 pairs of warm sweatpants will be enough! Further proof that he was going crazy, but none the less he unpacked them nicely and when he was done he hit the bed hard, exhaustion kicking in again, but he should probably take a shower first, seeing as it was not nice and warm. He howled himself up again and started peeling every piece of clothing from his body, warm air hugging him, he felt so relaxed.
He turned on the shower to hot water and looked at his reflection in the bathroom mirror for a minute, he really looks beaten down. He stepped into the shower and let out a loud moan, the water was probably too hot for others to even touch, but Sauli loved it. Let it rain down on his body, feeling it cleanse every pore.
“Mph!” Another groan-like-moan escaped his lips as he noticed he was hard. It’s been quite a while and he really needed the relief. He started by lathering up the soap and teasingly moving his hands on his sculpted body, stopping to pull at his nipple. He bit back another groan, then he remembered he was completely alone, no one to hear him even if he wanted to.
“Ugh! Fuck!” He really needed this. The reflection in the little mirror on the shower wall was showing his perfectly flushed face and the wet, messed up blond hair. He started teasing himself moving his had around his cock just grazing the hair at the base, untill it became too much and he grabbed himself in a harsh yet soft grip, pulling a few time before stopping, then he started running his thumb across the swollen head, teasing at the slit, making his hips joint in the air, in a desperate beg for more.
“Please! Fuck!” He knew the only person he was begging was himself, but stil,l it was effective to hear his own voice again. He grabbed the liquid soap and poured some in his shaking hand, than he grabbed his ass cheek in a firm grip to spread himself a little. The second the tapped the oversensitive skin around his hole another whale escaped from Sauli. One finger made its way in and realized how tight he was since it really has been a while since he got any, but this was good too, it was perfect for now. Two fingers, three, the world started to fade away and was replaced by sweet pleasure. Every nerve and muscle was screaming at him. When he came, he did it with an ear splitting loud cry, he didn’t even have to touch his cock, he came undone on the pure pleasure of being at peace at last.
In his post orgasmic haze he leaned against the wall as he felt all senses starting to come back to him, that’s when he heard it; a raw, ripped groan. It came from somewhere outside. He turned off the shower and stood still, all the blood rushing through his head, fear pooling in his stomach. He never heard anything like it, he wasn’t sure if it was human or animal. He was almost sure he made it up in his head.
No chance, he heard something again, but it wasn’t another groan, no. It was some kind of dragging noise on wood, like scratching.
He stepped out of the bathroom very carefully and looked around, no one was inside, but then he heard it again; a light scratch, it was coming from the front door.
“Who’s there?” He always thought it was ridiculous when people in horror movies asked that; like the murdered is going to answer you. But this was real life and someone could be out there, hurt or something.
When it all stopped he decided to go look for himself. He opened the door with caution and was kind of shocked to see that there was no one there, not even footsteps in the snow. So it was either a small animal or he really needs to get some sleep.
But just as he was about to close the door he froze, his body went numb with fear and his perfectly blue eyes widen with shock. On the door right next to his head there five claw marks, no bear or wolf could have done that, they looked like they were made by a human hand. He quickly shut the door and locked it before rushing back to his room.