Playing in the Boat

This Sunday a friend invited me for his birthday, our winter has been some very warm days so he decided to do on his boat in Floripa, I love nature so was really excited, leaves early from home, arrived there found some mutual friends and several that didn't know, the day was propitious, quite sunny, not too hot, it is top be among friends, make new friends eating that meatloaf, no hurry ... Conversation comes and goes, the jail is drinking, becoming more relaxed, already taking off my shirt, others his pants, I went down to a room left my shirt and bermuda there, had chosen a green Sunga, on going up meet Paul an attorney who he'd met several times before, this guy lives here in Criciuma but has family and girlfriend in Paraná, but he himself says that he has about 3 girlfriends at the same time. What's wrong? - smiling (and now that I went to connect the double meaning of it), he then brought, took off his shirt and bermuda in front of me, Paul has a spectacular body guy, must fuck mine at once, he's got the face badass who likes mines, voice and manner as an asshole when piled up clothes on the side said: look ai pô, came with the sunga for match you: Paulo was wearing a green Sunga, obviously A little surprised by the volume, but I agree that we had good taste. We started talking about some work, funny situations and Paulo when he laughed touched my leg sometimes I looked at the volume of it now with curiosity when he came into sex topic and so I provoked: well you could call me to share a cat with you... must have several. He replied that was just scoring and that he is addicted to fucking but mines that I catch are used to big rolling , I opened his legs which were crossed took on my roller that was half bomb and answered: ta thinking this here is only ball? A mine with your roll and my inside was going to make a nice groan for people, I approached his ear. Paul became confused half but it was getting that hard roller on the suspension, I kept saying he liked menage and mainly get two of them in, Paulo talked to me with both hands "protecting" the suitcase or disguising volume, but realized when looking at the floor while I spoke and he looked at me attentively: one finger below sliding from side to side caressing this pause. Another friend of ours came, he made a joke about the sunga asking "where we were going to play" I said that I would get my pants back (I was getting cold from wind and nervousness) without caring much about volume of my cock half bomb short give an instigation and Paul said that he'd come down also because I needed to go to the bathroom take a pee coming downstairs It 's okay . He said: stop fucking looking. Paul had a big macho way, he even made prejudiced jokes sometimes, clearly I'd already rolled the rumors that I liked ménage and was BI because I never hid it from my friends and they even like this openness of mine, many being heterosexuals even ask how is such-and-such, but just to understand themselves without malice. My stick was stuck in my pant leg, Paul came and put it all towards me. It was already on the side as well. And when he did so a drop of urine appeared that passed through his underwear, I took advantage and commented: "Are you going to go up with this pissy pant above?" My dick was hard, head pointed to the left like I always do, Paul's stick was hard right so I got really close and leaned in, Paul closed his eyes, I pushed the door down, and started rubbing my roll on him both of us from Songa kneeled and licked a pinch of urine off Sunga he said no get up there man, not short doing that just short woman. (But obviously I wasn't going to suck it over there) So I went up, Paul timidly passed his hand around my abdomen while I caressed my chest by rubbing each other with the stick The excitement was so great that we were already having sex, rubbing our dung and body on each other. Paul's dung had the mark of drool in it. I held him by his waist firmly... Paulo didn't look at me, I felt that he did not enjoy the interaction on top. I put my hand in his sling to feel this pause in my hand and took advantage of it by pulling his head out and his dick was about 23 cm long, a beautiful stick, thick, stubborn full of veins, huge balls I licked it, cleaned up a little bit... took off my bong that was almost clean and went to the bathroom. Told him to hit me. I was consumed by thirst, and Paul's bite on my neck made me shiver. He asked for my sunga, he put it on and climbed up, I went in bermuda but without a sunga or underwear. He put his sunga into the backpack and we got some more drinks, someone sent our group photo and said: marks of a brotherhood. The people started to zoom but nothing else, just like "hummmmmmmm", or "somebody did well" or "someone took iron in this bathroom". These things are not prejudiced at all. After that, when I had a hard-on Paulo would tell me he wanted to share mine with me sometimes he'd say he wants to fuck me but whenever I want to score he rolls up and runs away... we'll see what happens.