No GPS

I just realized that today was the twentieth anniversary of the incident. I was 19 and headed to meet my wife and her family at their cabin north of Cadillac, Michigan. I had left later than I wanted and was going to arrive well after dark. What I didn’t realize was that the GPS on my phone did not work in areas where I have no cell phone reception. I quickly got lost on the back roads once I left the state highway. I was on dirt roads and had no idea where I was or even which direction I was headed. I was turning around and a man in an old beat-up pickup pulled up alongside me. He knew that I was lost. I told him where I was headed, and he said that I was about 40 minutes away. He told me to follow him back to his place and he would draw me a map. If I had been a girl, I would not have gone. But as a 19-year-old male and I was not afraid.

His place was a small hunting cabin. It was after midnight, and I was hungry, so he made me a sandwich and something warm to drink. He said that rain was about to start and that I would have better luck if I stayed until sunup. I wasn’t in a position to disagree and knew that I would probably get lost again if I tried. Suddenly I was very sleepy. The last thing I remember was sitting on his couch and thinking that I would sleep there.

The next thing I remember was waking up in his bed after sun rise. I was in a fetal position, and he was cuddling me from behind as lovers would. It didn’t take long to figure out that we were both naked. I sprang from the bed and started gathering my clothes which were on the floor. He got up and walked around still naked. I am guessing that he was in in fifties and was quite hairy. His dick wagging as he moved. He made me a cup of coffee as I hurriedly dressed. I was looking at his cock and wondering what we might have done when we were in bed together. He offered to make me breakfast, but I said that I needed to get going. He drew out some crude directions on a piece of paper and handed it to me. He said that I just needed to go turn right when the road ended and then turn left at a red barn in about two miles. That would get me back to the state highway. Then turn right on the highway and follow the directions. He was still naked on the porch when he watched me drive away.

I stopped at a gas station in the next town. My cell phone worked there, and I called my wife, who had been very concerned. When I hung up, I went to the bathroom. What came out of my ass looked more like snot and confirmed my worst suspicion. There had been something in the drink he gave me last night. While I slept, he had fucked my ass and came inside me. I was a bit surprised that my ass hole was not sore and that the only evidence was his semen dripping out of me. I thought about calling the police, but I was too embarrassed to admit even to myself that I had been raped. I also been driving for about 20 minutes, and I am not sure if I could even find my way back to his place. I decided to pretend it never happened. I purchased a doughnut and some milk, drove the rest of the way to my wife's family cabin and never said a word to anyone.

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