This is fictional at this point but could become true in the near future.
It had been a long cold winter and finally spring arrived. Was wanting to get out and do some casting with my other favorite rod. I had played with my favorite rod between my legs throughout the winter. Tomorrow was supposed to be a nice sunny day and high near 60. I was sitting on the couch spooling some new line on a reel when the phone rang. I answered it and it was my friend Terry.
"Hey Bob." "Going to be a beautiful day tomorrow." "I'm going to take the boat out tomorrow and wondered if you might want to wet a line or two."
"Hell Yeah." I replied. "I'm sitting here put some new line on my baitcaster."
"Great," said Terry. "I'll see you around 7 tomorrow morning."
"Sounds good to me." "I'll be ready." I told him.
The rest of the night I thought about tomorrow, Watched T.V. until about 9 than hit the sack. Wanted to make sure I got up in time to shower and be ready when Terry showed up.
The morning came and I was awake around 6. Made coffee and had a cup. Then headed for the shower. I had thoughts running through my head of another rod I wanted to hold on the fishing trip. My cock was hard as a rock but I refrained from jacking off. I finish rinsing off and got out and dried off. I decided to wear loose fitting shorts around the legs area and a t-shirt. No underwear. I was just finishing up draining the cup of coffee when I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door and there stood Terry. He was dressed like me and I wondered if he had underwear on.
"You ready," Terry asked.
"Sure am," I replied.
We headed to his truck and I put my gear in the boat. We got in the truck and headed for a lake near where we both lived. It is a lake nearby that has a variety of fish. Lots of healthy weed beds that hold a number of kinds of fish.
"Hope we catch some nice fish," said Terry. "Been waiting for this day all winter."
"So have I," I said.
"You want to work the deeper water first or spinner baits over the weed beds," asked Terry.
"I think we should work the weed beds first," I replied.
"Sounds good to me," Terry affirmed.
We arrived at the launch around 7:30 and put the boat in the water. I parked his truck and trailer while Terry got in the boat and fired up the motor. I walked back and undid the rope from the dock post and climbed into the boat and sat down.
I couldn't help but check to see if I could see if Terry was wearing underwear. From the view I had I could see the edge of his nutsack so that answered my question. Wondered if he was thinking the same thoughts I was. I caught him sneaking a peek up my shorts leg. Felt a twitch in my cock and knew I had to think about fishing. For now, anyway.
We pulled up to a large weed bed and Terry lowered the trolling motor. We started casting spinner baits but wasn't having any luck. After about a half hour of this we decided to move to deeper water.
After about another half hour of no luck I decided now was a better time than any.