*The parts I to III are* [*over there*](https://www.reddit.com/r/dirty_boy96/comments/y154r6/our_fucking_cabin/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)*. Part IV is* [*over there*](https://www.reddit.com/r/dirty_boy96/comments/yjmp36/our_fucking_cabin_ii/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)*. I advice you to read those first. Enjoy your read.*
The following days – day eight to day twelve for us living in the mountains – were filled with cutting and splitting firewood for the winter. My wife and I followed our neighbors advice. Ad first we got some tools out of the shed. We found and ax and a saw. Both tools needed some sharpening.
Luckily some sharpening equipment was in in the tool shed too. We tried our best, and in the end the saw was cutting wood again. Once the saw was up and running, we began to cut the logs and bigger branches into smaller pieces. It was hard work. In the evening my wife and I collapsed into our bed. We were sleeping like the dead.
The next day was about the same: Cutting wood, and in the afternoon splitting it into pieces. Sweat was running down our bodies all day long. Our arms were tired. Our bodies were aching. But it felt good. The pain, the movement in the fresh air, the deep sleep, it freed our minds. It made us forget about our stressful city lives. And it made us forget about the prime reason we came out there: Sex. Sex to knock up my wife. We just were to exhausted to fuck. Horny was beaten. At least until day four.