I'm back from my grueling 5 days of cushy gay boy camping. I got lots of sun and a relaxing time away with Michael and Mike. The nearly 13,000 bears who overtook the tiny town of Guerneville for the week was overwhelming to put it mildly and as such I didn't spend nearly as much time at the pool parties, bonfires or dances as I would have liked. Fortunately our camp was quiet and relaxing which made for a great retreat from the chaos. All in all, it turned out to be a great time away though crawling into a real bed last night made me fall in love with mattresses all over again.
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