Around 3 a.m. we were all pretty stoned, and the group of us went skinny-dipping in the lake. After a while, the other guys went back to the cabin and...left me alone. Or so I thought. I was sitting on a rock, out in the water, just feeling great about life. Then I noticed Joe, sitting on the dock, watching over me.I asked him, "What are you doing?"He said "I thought I'd better keep an eye on you".I thought at the time that it was a little weird , but looking back, I realize that it was very. I accepted and told them I had gotten sweaty unpacking and needed to shower and change first, so we went to my place.As I showered, I thought about Liz and Doug. They were about my age. He was about my height and build; she was about six inches shorter. They were slim, appeared to be in good shape. Both of them were attractive, very attractive I thought. Our conversation had been natural and easy, like talking with old and dear friends. And, it seemed to me, flirtatious.I followed them to their. Hell, her hands were shaking. What was the matter with her? But she knew only too well and was trying so hard to bury the feeling. She placed a can and glass in front of Eric."Like to pour your own?" Thanks.”As she took the other chair opposite him, Eric sensed her uneasiness as she fumbled to open her can. Was she regretting asking him in? He clicked open his can and poured the beer carefully. He saw that she was not used to this activity. Watching her struggle with the tag, he stood up,. His balls arre the size of small lemons and were hanging down on the table in his hairy, black scrotum. I’m guessing that his hard cock would be at least nine inches long and over six inches around.He was still smiling at me as I regained my composure and said, “Oh sorry, Dhyan, I thought you’d be wearing some kind of underwear.”It was clear that he enjoyed showing off his genitals to me and watching me gawk at him. I had to get his cock and balls out of the way to properly examine his groin.