You can't fight against the cold

You two decide to stop after almost two hours of walking in the snow. You stop at the foot of a mountain. It's a suitable place. The mountain defends you against the wind that blows from the north.

"Shit, we can't even light a fire," says Brent, trying to warm his own face with his hands.

You lie down at the foot of the mountain. A kind of mini cave. You're both shivering from the cold, you don't even know what you're doing or where you are. Fire would be so cozy... Or a bed... a bed. Blankets. Only... the price for that was a big black cock loaded with cum ripping your ass apart and making you unable to walk for a few hours. Seriously, was this even a trade? Maybe they were just benefits after all.

What am I thinking, dammit?

"Brent... let's hug".

"What?"

"We need to share heat, or we're going to die. It's too damn cold!"

"Okay... I guess."

You hug. You feel the heat from his body. Your faces are very close. Brent blows his hot breath on your face. You stay like this, hugged, for about fifteen minutes.

“Koby, I have an idea”, Brent says, grabbing your ass. A chill runs through your whole body. "There's no other way to say this, but it's not like it's news to us. I want to fuck your ass."

He knows that the intensity of sex will make your bodies heat up quickly. You look into his eyes, your lips trembling due to the cold. The boldness of Brent's proposal causes a tingling between your thighs, desire already pulsing in your core. You feel a mixture of excitement and fear, but your body craves more heat, even if it's the intense sex that Brent wants.