He didn’t say a word and his breathing was still slow, so I hoped he was still asleep. I was amazed at its length and girth. I was hoping he was thinking the same thing. The next day was uneventful; we fished, we swam, we went for a hike. I rolled onto my side away from him but stayed close enough that my butt was slightly up against his thigh. I was amazed at its length and girth. I could tell he too was naked and his growing cock was pressing against my leg. I had never seen an uncut cock before let alone touch or feel one. As I stood, I could see Gearhart a little distance away staring out into the lake. Gearhart didn’t move and stayed with his rock-hard monster pressed against my ass and his open palm pressed against my rigid cock. I could smell a manly smell like musk and sweat and it turned me on even more.
