They were accordioned and rough with gray hairs tha tickled my lips. But, they pulled softly into my mouth when I sucked gently. I lifted them with my...hand and licked down underneath, squeezing on the hard part of him down there. He moaned softly. "That's amazinggggg..." he said, clearly under the power of the pleasure of it. I stroked him up and down, feeling the veins and contours of his stiff cock, enjoying the shape of it. I played at the ridges of the tip with my thumbs, rubbing quickly. I saw opportunities easier. I understood, showing one to use his axe to break open the shell again. Another man I touched around his hairy arms, showing him the technique to stretch out the net, both of us glowing with excitement when three fish came flopping back into our arms. His eyes met mine, our bodies aching with instinct. He moved forward, wanting me.I held up a hand.He stopped, his eyes burned. I pointed down and we gathered up the fish, stopping the sea from swallowing our sustenance.. "Shortest way," his brother Ch'Dan added. "We go to first camp site, then cut across hills to others."They rode along in silence, spread out far enough not to hamper each other, yet close enough that they couldn't be separated by a sudden attack. Once or twice they had the feeling of being watched, but nothing happened. If anybody was around, they weren't about to take on three armed men with little or no chance for loot.The first camp site seemed all right at first glance, but a closer look. Then I had a naughty idea ... I grabbed Taz’s shorts. He looked at me quizzically. I challenged Taz: if he would walk back (which involved crossing a pretty major road) in his (rather stretched) speedo I’d swallow his load. Taz wasn’t fazed at first, he knows I am OK with swallowing cum but I had something else in mind. If he chickened out and put his shorts on, I’d make him swallow my cum, and his own.I do not have the public confidence to do what I was asking Taz to do but if he did, I was.