I do not know why but a lot of the encounters that Chris and I had happened while we both were fishing. Maybe fishing sparked some kind of sex nerve or something.
Chris and I were fishing at the lake that I told about in my first story but this time we decided to try our luck in the stream that ran off of the lake. We were both standing knee deep in the water casting our fishing lines under a roadway overpass hoping there were some big fish hiding in the darkness. We could see fish splashing from under the bridge so we'd cast our lines as close to where we saw the splash. We were doing this for a while when all of a sudden the mood hit me.
Right in the water I walked over to Chris and pulled his cock out and began sucking it. While I was doing that Chris kept on fishing as if I wasn't even there casting his line back and forth under the overpass.