Jerick then decided to clean up by taking a shower. Feeling his body as the water washes all the cum on his torso. He cleaned his cock by stroking off the cum, yet a pleasuring feeling surged into him, making him want to jerk off once again, but he was distrated by someome screaming for help.
"Somebody! Anybody! Please help me!!!"
Immediately, Jerick got out the bath and tried to look for some clothes in the cabinet where Jason's dad would leave some of his extra shirts and pants. Luckily, they fitted him as if they were his.
Jerick ran out of the cabin and tried to look for the direction where the screams are coming from. He ran into the woods across the lake and there he saw a man, fallen on the floor, infront of a deer who's about to attack.
"Whoah Whoah!" Jerick tried to stop the deer and it quickly fled into the woods.
Jerick helped the man to stand up and got a quick look at him.
He's wearing a black slacks, a leather shoes and a white longsleeved polo—like a businessman—over a quite impresive built, muscular and tall, almost as tall as Jerick. He was wearing a thick framed eyeglasses over his brown eyes. He smiled at Jerick with his white teeth. He sports a probably newly cut fauxhawk, it was brown and silky, though it was messy but it mightve been because he has been panicking in the woods.
"Oh! Thank you so much!" Said the man, shaking his hands.
"Who are you and what the heck are you doing in the woods by yourself?" Asked Jerick, startling the man by how strong he spoke to him.
"I-Uh... I'm Timothy McBell. I'm supposed to go to a wedding of my older brother but I accidentally lost control of my car and went driving into the woods. I tried tooking for help here but I ended up lost and being followed by an angry deer... Yeah..." He explained. "I fucking missed the wedding. I've been here for like, 4 hours, lost in the woods."
Jerick nodded. "I see. Though I live in a cabin this a few steps from us. It'll lead you to the main road back home."
"Ah... Can I actually... Stay for a while? I don't really want to attend the wedding anymore, especially with my mudy clothes." Timothy asked.
"Sure!" Jerick agreed.
Jerick then lead Timothy to the cabin, offering him a cup of coffee.