Gangbang Confession

I’ve guarded this in my Private Locker forever. That night at ‘La Pierre Tournante’ refuge, high in the Alps, I cracked it open. Exhausted from the brutal climb under blazing sun, Christophe and I collapsed inside. Massive wooden platform with mattresses called to me. ‘Happy birthday to me,’ I groaned, sprawling out, sweat-soaked clothes clinging….