Love Is Always Write Volume 4

NATURE
    by Silvia Violet

    Two men kissing and snuggling together in a small bunk in a camper.

    Dear Author,
    After being shunned by his family for coming out, the dark haired guy buys a camper and moves out to a campground to get away from it all. Moving from the suburbs to the woods hasn't been an easy adjustment, but that all changes when he quickly becomes friends with the hot, tattooed and supposedly straight grounds keeper. The dark haired guy's survival skills are seriously lacking and his sexy new friend finds that quite humorous. It turns out that both of them have skills worth sharing with each other. Their relationship brings loads of sexual tension. They must have a HEA with no cheating and I'd love a beautiful sex scene, please..
    Sincerely,
    Heather M

    genre: contemporary
    tags: camping; park ranger; coming out; hairy men; family issues
    word count: 9,948
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    HIS TRUE NATURE
    by: Silvia Violet
    CHAPTER 1
    "Shit!" Dan shut off the power winch on his pop-up camper. The camper was listing to the side like it might fall over any minute. What had he done wrong? He resumed his search for the manual. Surely it's in one of these damn storage compartments.
    He was an intelligent, educated man. Why couldn't he figure out how to set up a fucking camper? He wished his brother Cliff was there. He knew everything about camping and fishing and hunting and….
    Dan closed his eyes and tried to remember how to breathe. Cliff wasn't speaking to him. He'd probably never go on a trip with Cliff again. The one member of his family he'd thought would support him had turned on him like the rest of them. Even Cliff was ashamed of who Dan really was.
    Dan had stormed out of his parents' house a few days ago with Cliff and his father still yelling at him. He'd started walking, not knowing where he was going. A few blocks away, he spotted a sign on a camper saying it was for sale. He'd been considering taking some time off, going back to Fontana Lake where his family had gone every year when he was a kid. What if he took a longer sabbatical, got a camper, headed up into the mountains, and just roamed? Running away wasn't really the answer but neither was staying where he wasn't wanted. He needed some time to consider what he wanted to do next? Move? Say the hell with the haters and stay in Loudin, Georgia where to most people, being openly gay was synonymous with being a minion of the devil? Even those that didn't care who he slept with saw him as an object of curiosity.
    He'd knocked on the door of the house with the camper. A man had answered in his PJs, and Dan realized it was seven thirty in the morning on a Saturday.
    Why did I come out to my family before any of them finished their first cup of coffee? It was Dan's thirtieth birthday, and he'd been hiding his secret for over fifteen years. He couldn't do it any more. He couldn't be a man in his thirties whose family didn't really know him.
    "I'm sorry if I got you up. I was interested in your camper," he said to the man at the door.
    The man perked up. "That's great! It's an awesome little camper. I hate to have to sell it, but it's been a hard year."
    Dan nodded. It sure had. If it hadn't been for some government contracts he'd won based on his skill with restoration, his architectural firm might not have made it through the last few months.
    "How much are you asking for it?" Dan had no idea how much a camper should cost. What the hell was he doing considering buying one? Sure he had plenty of savings. He lived alone, and he kept things simple, but still, buying a camper he might not even use was an insane move. He hadn't been camping in years.
    The man ran a hand through his hair. "Eight Thousand. It's a good deal, and I'll even throw in some fishing equipment."
    Dan glanced at the camper. His heart pounded. He had to get out of Loudin. He wanted to do something crazy. "Sold."
    The man looked stunned. Dan should have haggled, but he didn't care. Would his truck even haul the camper? He hoped to hell so, because he wanted to leave town that afternoon. What would the other partners in his firm say?
    He reached for his wallet, opened it, and pulled out the hundred dollar bill his aunt had given him for his birthday the night before. He handed it to the man who still looked like he didn't believe his good fortune. "I don't have my check book on me. Take that as a down payment and I'll be right back."
    The man shook his head. "That's not