Ed and I have been fishing together for years. In the spring we do smelt and trout. Summer it's Bass and Crappy. Salmon and Stealhead in the fall. Winter its Perch, Bluegill, Walleye, and Pike. Both our freezers are full most of the time. Our wives have become close friends as well. Not as close as we have. LolShopping together or having a girl's night out while we check out whatever sport is playing on TV. All our children are adults so they are busy with their own lives.
This happened while we were ice fishing last winter during tip-up town on Houghton Lake. My RV was hooked up at the park near the lake. Its has been stepup with winter gear and heating. Ed provided his truck for anything we needed to do while we were in town.
The first two days we did well. Plenty of perch, a few Walleye, and and two likewise in our cooler locked in the back of his truck.
Day three the fishing dropped off enough that we got board and turned on the radio in our fishing shanty and our conversation had dropped off by then. How many stories about the wives can be told?
We started talking about sexual episodes and different partners. Ed told me about a couple of threesomes they had when they were younger. Misty (His wife) enjoyed being the center of attention with two men servicing her sexual needs. He told me about the time he was eating her pussy in a 69 situation when the other guy shoved his cock in her. He was looking up as the guys balls slid across his face. His tongue licked nothing of them. The mix of their juice was intoxicating to him.
I told him about the time I walked into our bedroom during a party and my wife had a guy balls deep into her. She was nearly screaming with lust as he sawed in and out. I was angry at first. But as I stood there I realized my cock was tenting my jeans and I was panting in lust. I looked down and saw the bulge in Ed's pants as I told him the event. As we got more excited the stories got more intense. I told him about the male to male sex I had with an older family member. Sucking each other and the few times he fucked me. Ed's eyes were ablaze in the dark of the shanty.
The light floated up from the fishing hole. We completely gave up fishing and I put my hand on his crotch.
Ed tensed up for a second then relaxed as I rhythmically squeezed and released his cock.
"You want a blowjob?"
Ed stood up and I opened his belt and pants. I had seen him pissing off the boat several occasions. So I knew it's dimensions. I had thought about this happening multiple times. I took his shaft into my hands and flicked the tip with my tongue. The taste of his precum was exhilarating to me. I opened my mouth and took the whole head in my mouth. Rubbing my tongue over the nob while I stroked the shaft with my right hand. My left hand cupped his balls and rolled them around in my fist. I lightly tugged them down when I pushed my face toward his pubic hair. He groaned as my mouth sank further down his shaft. When my nose tou he'd his crotch I started sliding my tongue along the underside of his cock. I could feel his cock swell as I kept the attack on his cock. My hands grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him to me as my mouth swallowed his cock.
I felt Ed's hands on my shoulders as I started pumping my mouth up and down the shaft. His breath was coming in ragged bursts and his hips involuntarily started pumping in time with my mouth.
My cock was oozing out of my cock and down my balls. I took my left hand and opened my pants so my cock was free to the cool air in the shanty. Robbing my precum over my head and shaft. Moaning into his pubic hair as I cupped my balls and played with them. Ed was obviously ready to orgasm but he pulled back. I looked up and asked," You ok?"
"I want to fhck you," Ed pulled his pants down to his ankles and sat down on the bench. I stood up and took my pants all the way off. I took some petroleum jelly out of my first aid kit and apply a liberal coat to his shaft. Then I fingered my opening to make sure we were both ready.
I opened my thighs and sat on his lap. His cock slipped between my cheeks. Mmmmm he moaned as his cock spread the lubricant across my hole. I reached behind me and aligned his cock with my hole. I felt the thickness as he pushed up. A brief hesitation then my hole opened and Ed flexed his hips and sank half way in to me. We sat there a few heartbeats until we both relaxed. Then I started rocking back and forth. Ed allowed me to do most of the work for several minutes until he breathing go more desperate. Then he grabbed my hips and jammed me down on him. His cock had gotten deeper than I expected.
I wanted to feel him explode in me. So I grabbed the bench back for leverage and started pumping after. Ed grasped as I pumped up and down. My eyes rolled back and my head tipped back. I felt my glasses slip off my head but I was too into our coupling to worry about it.
"I am cumming," Ed roared as he pushed up into me and shot volley after volley of man cream into my body. As his cock tapped my prostate I couldn't hold back amy longer. I shot onto his belly. Ed's cock softened and slid out of me. After 5 or more minutes of recovering I got up off his lap and looked around for my glasses. Imagine my shock when I realized they were gone. They must have went down the hole.
As we started getting dressed I took a moment to lick my ejaculate off his belly then we then got out of the shanty and wandered back to Ed's truck.
We drove to a nearby pharmacy and found their "reading glasses" kiosk. After sampling several pairs I found a couple of sets. One for driving and one for reading.
We returned to the RV. Made dinner and sat down to watch the I-500 snowmobile race highlights with a cold beer.