The briefs were small on him, they were really small on me. I pulled them up slowly, letting my balls hang over the material before I pulled them high...r and the disappeared inside. My cock was so hard it wasn't going in all the way. I was bulging out of them, and so turned on, so aroused, I felt high. "I think they look better on you than me," he said. "Don't they feel nice?"I acknowledged by tracing the outline of my shaft with my thumb and forefinger, all the way up to the head that was still. I mixed myself a drink and laid down do improve my tan. Not having eaten but having a drink, combined with the boat gently rocking in the lake, made me fall asleep pretty fast.I woke up when I heard a female voice saying “Don’t you think you got enough sun yet”? It was the women from the pontoon boat. I tried to wake up and said that I like a good tan, so I can never have enough sun. “It looks good, doesn’t it?” she replied, referring to the tan I guess. I agreed, grabbed something to drink and. My enhanced hearing allowed me to eavesdrop on their conversation. I tuned out the rest of the noise and listened in to what that rat fuck had to say to his friends."How did you do today, Or Chai, black boy?" asked one of the four who were seated. He looked like he was in charge. Or Chai is black boy in the Hokkien dialect. The slur was a reference to his dark complexion and not a racial thing."The fucking jockey pulled the horse and it came in third," he moaned."So?" continued the speaker."So. He was separated from his wife and didn't have any lady friends, so he was kind of lonely, he said.Well that was fine with me, and my wife thought it was a great idea too.Well, after living there with Ken for about a month, we were all drinking pretty good, and having a good time. My wife told me that she'd like to fuck Ken.Well, that kind of set me back. But she told me that I liked to have her tell me about all the guys, who had fucked her, that I would probably like to see someone fuck her.I.