The following fanfiction is a highly sexual reinterpretation of the 2003 horror movie, Wrong Turn. If you enjoyed the original film, then this revamped version is likely to captivate your interest. I intend to transform this story into a series, dividing it into parts that align with the sequence of events portrayed in the film. I would greatly appreciate receiving your feedback and reading your comments. It would be wonderful to hear your thoughts and opinions. If this series is successful, I may consider doing the sequels of Wrong Turn, as well as exploring other films to do in the future.
Please be aware that certain sections of this series may contain disturbing content as it is inspired by a horror film. If you think this may be offensive to you, it is advised that you refrain from reading this series. I will make an effort to emphasize the sexual themes rather than the elements of horror.
Rich Stroker and Dick Smith, a couple of college students, are involved in content creation for various online gay cam sites. They often engage in intimate activities on camera, fucking in different locations, even venturing outdoors. Today's live stream features the young and attractive duo engaging in nude rock climbing in a remote mountain area. They plan to fuck on camera once they reach the summit with the hopes of getting a good number of tips from their viewers.
They start their show while already halfway up the peak. They have chosen a relatively smaller mountain to climb, as their main purpose is to fuck rather than rock climb for actual sport. The audience swiftly fills their virtual space, observing the attractive individuals scaling the mountain in the nude. Their cock and balls sway gently and sweat drips off of their body as they make their way up. During the live stream, Rich inquires of the viewers who they believe will reach the summit first, as the last to arrive will assume the bottoming role. Following a majority response indicating that Dick is expected to be the first to reach the top, Rich accelerates his pace up the mountain to prove them all wrong.
Dick finds himself slightly irritated by Rich's reckless behavior of climbing up the mountain hastily. Although the mountain is not particularly large, it still poses a significant risk. This is especially true considering that they are both naked and lack proper protection for their skin, leaving them vulnerable to potential cuts and injuries if they are not cautious. "Please slow down," Dick manages to utter, but Rich pays no attention and continues to ascend rapidly. Once he reaches the summit, Rich indulges in showboating on camera, boasting to onlookers and gleefully rubbing his quick victory in Dick's face. "Hurry up and get up here so I can fuck the shit out of you," Rich calls out, his tone suggestive.
"Fuck, I need to piss. Would you all like to watch?" Rich exclaims into the camera as he approaches and proceeds to urinate on camera for his deviant audience. Meanwhile, Dick continues his ascent. Suddenly, Dick notices the cell phone being flung off the top of the mountain. "Rich?!" Dick calls out, filled with concern and confusion. Out of nowhere, blood starts flowing down from the edge of the summit, splashing onto Dick's face. Subsequently, Dick's cable line begins rapidly retracting. Overwhelmed with panic, Dick hastily disconnects himself from the cable line and plummets to the ground. Fortunately, the fall does not claim his life, and he lands in close proximity to his phone. Desperately reaching out for it, he hopes that it is still functional so he can call for assistance. Miraculously, the phone remains in working condition, and his live stream is still ongoing. Before he can implore his confused viewers for help, a mysterious figure yanks Dick by his feet into the nearby woods, causing him to drop the phone. The area is filled with piercing screams.
Chris Flynn, a good-looking student studying medicine, is currently navigating the winding roads of Greenbrier Backcountry, West Virginia in his sleek stone-blue metallic 2024 Ford Edge ST. His destination? A crucial job interview that holds significant importance for him. As he drives, Chris immerses himself in one of his beloved playlists he stumbled upon on Spotify. Given the unexpected scorching heatwave that has plagued the region over the past week, he has cranked up the air conditioning to counter the sweltering temperatures.
Despite the unpleasant weather conditions, it was a visually appealing and bright day. He was filled with enthusiasm for his upcoming job interview, and nothing could hinder his progress or dampen his spirits. However, unforeseen traffic congestion on the highway threatened to disrupt his plans. "Fuck!" Chris mutters under his breath as he nears the traffic jam. He ponders silently about the cause of this unexpected delay.
As he nears the traffic congestion, he finds himself behind a FedEx truck. The driver of the vehicle has his window rolled down. Chris catches a glimpse of the FedEx worker through the side mirror and notices that the driver, a ruggedly attractive man, is unexpectedly shirtless, revealing a hairy chest. Considering the unusually hot weather, it's not entirely unusual to see someone dressed this way. However, given that the driver is operating a company vehicle, it still seems somewhat peculiar. Chris decides it might be a good idea to approach the driver and inquire about the situation. Stepping out of his vehicle, Chris walks towards the van and observes that the driver's body movements are rather peculiar. When he reaches the window, he notices that the FedEx employee is completely naked stroking his dick, unaware of Chris' presence outside the van.
Chris is taken aback by the sight before him, observing the naked FedEx driver's impressive cock. The man's erect penis is visibly aroused. It measures at least 7 inches in length and is circumcised. His balls hang low, bouncing with each stroke, covered in hair that matches the rest of his muscular body. The FedEx driver glances over and notices Chris, startled, he quickly covers himself. "What the fuck do you want?" he asks rudely. "What the fuck do I want? What the fuck are you doing, naked and jacking off in traffic?" Chris responds. "I can do whatever I want, so get back in your vehicle and leave me alone," the man retorts. Chris considers arguing further but decides it's not worth his time or energy. "Fine, but do you know what's causing the traffic jam? What's going on?" Chris inquires. "There was a tractor-trailer accident about five miles ahead. It jackknifed and spilled chemicals all over the road," the man replies. "Any idea how long it will take to clean up?" Chris asks. "Do I look like a goddamn psychic to you? I don't even know how long it will take me to clean up after I finish busting this nut," he responds rudely, resuming his self-pleasure in front of Chris. "Now, you have two options: either take your pretty boy ass on and return to your car or get in here and assist me with this hard-on," he suggests.
Chris is a heterosexual man and shows no interest in the proposition made by the other man. He is uncertain whether the man is being genuine or simply behaving in a vulgar and inappropriate manner. "I think I'll pass. You have fun with that," Chris states, conveying his irritation. "Suit yourself," responds the FedEx driver. Chris walks back to his vehicle, while the FedEx driver observes him through the side mirror, shamelessly stroking his rock-hard cock while fixating on Chris' attractive posterior.
This was the first occasion when Chris had ever observed someone engaging in indecent exposure. It also marked his first encounter with a proposition for sex from another man. Chris felt a strong anger towards the man for engaging in such behavior, as it put anyone in the traffic jam at risk of witnessing it. However, his primary focus remained on his upcoming interview, and he chose not to make it his main concern. Instead, his main worry was finding an alternate way to get to his interview and a way to inform someone that he would be arriving late for the interview.
The cell phone signal was inconsistent because he was in a remote area. He had enough reception to access the map on his GPS and discover an alternative route. Although the route seemed far from the usual path, it would eventually lead him to his destination, albeit with a significant delay. He then dialed the number for the interview location on his phone. The reception was terrible, and both parties struggled to hear each other clearly during the call. "Damn," Chris cursed himself, realizing that he needed to escape the traffic congestion and promptly switch to the alternative route.
Meanwhile, the FedEx driver was still stroking his dick in his vehicle. The man's arousal was evident, and there was evidence of sexual release present. He had been engaging in this activity for a significant period before Chris discovered him, so he was nearing climax. The interaction with Chris, an attractive heterosexual male, had heightened his state of arousal even further. His body was sweating like crazy as he pounded his cock. He continued to observe Chris through his side mirror. Suddenly, he busted his load multiple times, with the initial streams landing on his windshield while the remaining cum slowly dripped down this side of his hot cock landing in his pubic hair.
In Chris' car, Chris glanced in his rearview mirror and observed a line of vehicles that had already formed behind him. As he looked ahead, he realized that the line of cars in front of him was at a standstill. Additionally, he couldn't help but notice the satisfied expression on the face of the FedEx driver. It was evident that the driver was pleased with something. He figured that he must have just finished jacking off. Chris briefly made eye contact with the driver and felt a sense of disgust. Determined to escape the traffic jam, Chris decided to maneuver his way out and turn around to take the alternative route.
Although Chris has no interest in men whatsoever, he couldn't help but contemplate the man that he had caught who was pleasuring himself. Partly due to the shock factor and partly due to the impressive size of the man's cock. Chris himself had an impressive cock, but he had never witnessed another man who was horny and pleasuring himself in person. The image was etched into Chris' memory. He pondered whether he should have taken the man up on his offer and explored something new. However, his thoughts quickly shifted to disgust as he remembered how inappropriate it was for the man to engage in such behavior in public, where anyone could potentially catch him in the act.
His thoughts were scattered as he pondered the strange encounter. Surprisingly, this turned out to be a fortunate distraction because he suddenly realized that he had arrived at the gravel road indicated by the GPS as the route to his desired destination.
This appeared to be an extensive and monotonous rural road leading to God knows where. Consequently, he felt a sense of relief as he spotted a small local service station ahead. Recognizing that this might be his sole opportunity to refuel along this route, he also hoped that the gas station would have a telephone he could use to contact the location of his interview. As Chris approached, he was taken aback by the condition of the gas station. It resembled an abandoned structure surrounded by various debris. The prospects didn't seem too encouraging, but at least they offered fuel and presumably a phone, right?