26 Rock the Boat NSFW (2/2)

He must've understood what I was thinking about, because he started looking behind him to see if we were alone on the lake and out of sight. By now our paddle boat had stopped near the shore, next to some lavenders growing close to us.

He glanced at me with his bedroom eyes, before pulling his shorts down for his boner to pop out. I followed him, pulling out mine.

Brad reached his hand over and began to touch my thighs, his hand moving slowly towards my inner thigh. The tease of it all turned me on even more, as I reached for his thigh as well. His hand then found its way onto my balls, groping them with his silky soft touch.

Eventually, he stroked my cock with a firm grip, pulling my foreskin up over my glans and down again exposing the head. I, on the other hand, played with the precum that oozed out and rubbed it all over his meatus.

”Mm, that feels nice.” I panted.

Brad did not say anything, but instead gave me an encouraging and dirty smirk.

I grasped his shaft and pressed it gently, feeling the elasticity of his dick around my palm and fingers. Brad spread the precum from my slit and rubbed my erection, my entire member within the warm grasp of his hand.

We had both already stopped paddling the boat and was instead very concentrated on pleasuring each other. Brad thrusted his hips upwards to create more friction between my palm and his cock, his beautiful boner bobbing as I held it by the base.

Comparing both our privates, Brad actually had the thicker dick compared to me but mine was slightly longer than his. His cock was straight and plump, his head light caramel brown and the shaft a bit lighter in comparison.

”Admiring my junk, huh?” He laughed.

I eyed his juicy cock once more.

I wanted it in my mouth.

I leaned my head over towards his crotch as Brad retracted his arm. Before I could stuff his hard-on into my mouth though, the boat tilted towards Brad's side. It couldn't take the weight and swayed dramatically towards the side.

”Shit.” We both cursed, the boat now rocking back to its initial position, nearly throwing us into the water.

”That was close.” I muttered, in which Brad responded with a nod.

”Wow.” He murmured, presumably still jumpy after the sudden movement of the boat.

”That may not have been the brightest idea.” I said.

”Let's not that again.” He then chuckled, trying to make us feel less alarmed. ”We can go explore the other side of the lake, if you want.”

”Sure.” I stuffed my now relaxed dick back into my pants as Brad stuffed his as well.

With the mood now lightened, we laughed it off and continued our paddling.

”Wanna go back to my place after this?” asked Brad.

”Okay,” I winked.