I didn’t care. I was bandy-legged. I’m starving!”
He went to the trunk of his car and grabbed a day-pack and a blanket. He was very good at it. He whispered. The sun on my ass felt fantastic. I was really pleased. He was 19. Let my ankles drop from his shoulders. I didn’t know it could be like that. “I like you Lou. I want you to cum, Lou.”
“Not like this, though, Luke. I got hard as he continued and had to reach below myself to get my stiff cock into a more comfortable position. He lay me back down. I’d hang around and watch whatever he did and try to copy him. Emulate my hero. You don’t need shoes, it’s nice to walk barefoot on the grass.”
He handed me the blanket to carry and I followed him across the grassy meadow towards the cliff top. Trying to get deeper. “Ready?”
“Do it! He handed me a sandwich and a drink and we ate in silence, staring out at the ocean.
