Ben’s nuts are a bit sweaty, which is okay with me and they are hairy and hang low beneath his thick cock. He moves up a few steps so I can get clos... to his crotch. I take my turn kneeling in front of him, rolling my tongue around his silky foreskin and glistening pink glans, tasting just a drop of his manly pre-cum. He starts face-fucking me with his fat uncut cock until I pull him out. I want to lick his balls and feel his hole and explore his body before he cums in my mouth. I want to get my. .. panting... reaching under your head as i grunt... forcing my cock as deep as I can... trying to reach your belly... god, you are a fucking hot little slut... mm mm mmmmmm...your head at the perfect angle as I begin to face fuck you... the girth of my cock stretching your lips wide open... as I pull out, you shake your head trying to get air... my hands gripping your hair as I give you a few seconds, then force my huge cock back into your face... faster... starting to fuck your face... the. Just then one of the reels clicked, indicating a nibble.Drew picked up the rod, felt the bite and struck the hook firmly with a flick of his wrist, then the fish was hooked, off and running. Drew began the process of reeling it in, letting it run and reeling in once more. Sooner than usual the fight was over and he could reel his first catch of the day in. This late in the trip, it would probably be his last catch today. He knew by the feel of it that it was a sizeable specimen and he’d need. Stern walked in, scratching his head, with just his jeans on. There was an ambient throbbing from upstairs. 'Shattered' again."What's that game there?" asked Stern."Well it was 'The Game Of Festive Colours' but I'm planning to turn it into either 'Batmen From Mars' or 'Lost Soldiers Of Peking'."Stern kept scratching himself. "Stick with the Lost Soldiers. I think I might even play that one. I am not too keen on festive colours."Oob, she-do-bah, shattered, shattered."Fuck, that Stones shit is.