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maybe George would have a solution for him. With that solved he managed to get finished and head off for dinner and then maybe he would spend some time online, maybe even check into one of those chat rooms. He kind of liked going there, some of the talk was confusing but a lot of it he understood and it made him hot. He generally always jerked off when he got into one of those places.

He was sitting back on his chair watching two guys try to pick up this third guy in the CHICKEN ROOM. It was kind of funny cause they sure were trying hard and this third guy, sure wasn't playing the game. He had to be older than what he said, cause no one was that dumb, specially about sex, not even himself. The phone rang and he didn’t think much until he heard his Dad yell for him to pick up the phone!

Mason was surprised; no one ever called him and besides it was just after 8pm on a Saturday. He answered the phone, curious and when the voice on the other end identified itself, Mason fell into his chair. He couldn't speak and he certainly didn't know what to do. The voice was calling his name and finally he managed to croak out a yes.

Before he could even think of any excuse, he was committed to being picked up in 20 minutes to go out cruising. How did he get into this? He ran into his room to put on some other clothes and was in a complete panic. This was the first time that he had been asked to go out with anyone. He didn’t even get invited to parties, not even when he was in middle school. Now he was going out, and not to just any old place or with any group, he was going out with them. He shuddered at this thought. He was scared.

A black Camero pulled into the driveway. The passenger door opened and Mason could see Cory at the wheel. He got in rather tentatively; he was very unsure about this, and what it meant. They exchanged greetings as the car sped out of the driveway. Cory liked to drive fast and the car sped along the old road, past the gravel pit and headed out towards the interstate exchange. He had no idea where they were going and Cory wasn't telling.

They drove past the on ramp and took a sharp turn off towards Henry's Woods. Mason was getting really scared now. He wondered what was up and yet he was too afraid to ask. He just sat there, hunched in the seat, leaning towards the door. He kept getting this feeling that Cory was always glancing at him, and he was sure he caught him looking at him twice but he didn't say a word.

Finally they pulled off the road and drove along a small windy gravel road. They came up to the river which wound its way all through the county. He wasn't sure what this was about, but Cory shut the car's motor off and then he got out. He went to the trunk and came back with a brown paper bag, a huge 3 litre jug of Coke and two mugs. He handed one to Mason, then opened the bag and

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