Slowly some naughty thoughts are returning to you, but you push them back. The two of you have yet to get to safety. And before that, he has to get out of that hole. You cannot simply pull him out, even if you have the strength, you would only go down with him. Tom places one hand on the moss blanket to try and lift himself up, carefully, but it disintegrates under his weight like earlier, even though he now has the added support from holding onto your arm as well. He tries a few times before he gives up on this approach. "Climb onto me!" you cannot really believe you have just said that. Immediately you know that this suggestion has surfaced purely because of your desire for a little more body contact than just holding one another's arm. He will surely refuse this stupid idea. "No, if something goes wrong you'll sink down with me. We can't risk that. I can't risk that." Tom answers. Only then do you realize that your suggestion is actually making sense, it would allow him to spread his weight onto a much bigger surface area through you. That is all it would take for him to come free. So you try and persuade him. He gives in without much argument and says "Alright, but you'll let me know at once if my weight is too much!" That is fine with you. You just lie near the bog's edge while he gets to your side and ready to drag himself up onto you. He lets go of your arm, and a second later you can already feel his hands on your back and thigh. With your left arm free you remove it from the peat and instead placed it on the moss carpet in front of you to add to weight distribution. Then you can feel him pushing down on you. Your leg and your belly are pressed deeper into the soft moss, and you do your best to spread the added weight to the rest of your body. A few seconds later you notice his head on your lower back, breathing up your spine. You are doing fine so far, you are only a little worried whether the moss blanket can deal with the stress long enough. The weight increases again as he goes on to pull his torso onto you. What is more of a problem than the weight, is the fact that he is pulling you towards the hole every time he pulls more of himself out. This means you constantly have to cling onto the moss in order not to get pulled in. Despite all that you cannot help but feel aroused by his touch. He is gliding over you with little friction onto the carpet of green to your right. Both you and Tom are covered in slippery mud well enough. You also take notice of his still erect member as it slides across your back. So you are not the only one who is feeling horny. Then his legs follow and the extra load is almost off you. The plan has actually worked. When you move over to his side, you see a noticeable depression remain where you have been lying. With a little bad luck this could easily have given way and you are reminded that you still need to get off this bog. You crawl all the way out. For an instant you think about getting your bikini, but that would be a detour. Besides, for what you have in mind with Tom, you do not need a bikini. But that has yet to wait until you are safe. Then as soon as you are on moist but firm ground, you embrace him. Now you and your boyfriend can finally give in to your desires. Whether you will ever come back to this place is yet uncertain, but under no circumstances will either of you ever forget it.

(wake up)