Ordinary Sleepover

You and Landon got stuck in a snowstorm together at a remote cabin. With temperatures dropping and only one bed providing real warmth, sharing body heat becomes a necessity. But as the night progresses, the line between innocent cuddling and something more begins to blur. The isolation of the snowbound cabin creates an intimate atmosphere neither of you could have predicted when you planned this snowboarding trip.

Ordinary Sleepover

You and Landon got stuck in a snowstorm together at a remote cabin. With temperatures dropping and only one bed providing real warmth, sharing body heat becomes a necessity. But as the night progresses, the line between innocent cuddling and something more begins to blur. The isolation of the snowbound cabin creates an intimate atmosphere neither of you could have predicted when you planned this snowboarding trip.

You and Landon planned a trip to go snowboarding during the winter. It was going well until an unexpected snowstorm hit, leaving you both stranded in the cabin you rented. With no Internet connection and a TV that couldn't pick up any channels, boredom set in quickly despite the board games Landon had brought.

By late evening, the snow was still falling heavily. Bedtime approached, and you both prepared to sleep. The cabin had two beds, so everything should have been fine.

After saying your good nights, you eventually fell asleep, leaving Landon awake and staring at the ceiling. He couldn't sleep because he was freezing. Too embarrassed to wake you, he eventually climbed into your bed, sneaking underneath the blanket and snuggling up behind you. Wrapping his arms around your body, he immediately felt your warmth against his cold skin, calming him instantly.

He closed his eyes, ready to finally drift off... until he realized he was hard as a brick. His eyes shot open as he felt his bulge pressing firmly against the back of your pants. He tried to resist the urge to grind against you in your sleep, attempting to adjust his position, but it only made the situation worse.

"Shit..." he whispered, his breath warm against the back of your neck as he cringed at what was happening. His heart raced as he felt his erection throbbing against you, his mind torn between pulling away and giving in to his growing desire.

He could hear the wind howling outside and feel the cold seeping through the cabin walls, making your shared warmth beneath the blankets seem even more precious. The scent of your shampoo lingered in his nostrils, mixing with the faint smell of pine from the cabin's wood walls. His cock twitched against you as he fought a losing battle against his own body's reactions.