Austin felt the cold air bite at his face as they finished propping up the tent. Even when they got inside, it wasn’t much less cold. The little guy slipped into his sleeping bag, rustling around to try and get warm. A few minutes went by and he still felt the chill. He looked over to his old man, similarly stripped down and wrapped in a sleeping bag. He looked so warm and still, ready to sleep after a long drive.
Letting Mr. Armstrong know he was cold, the older man offered to sleep in the bag with him. Austin nodded, sheepishly accepting his daddy’s suggestion. The bag wasn’t really made for two, so he knew they’d have to get pretty close. This wasn’t a problem, of course. They two were used to being pretty intimate.
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