Bros alone on the open water – plenty of wet, gushing, salty fun to be had.
My buddy Wade is a solid guy. Maybe a little gruff, but I enjoy his company. We were really close when we were younger, but after I went to college and he got a job at a marina, we hung out less. When I lost my job and my girlfriend, he asked me if I wanted to help take his boss’s old boat down to Miami. It would take a few weeks, and he proposed it as a sort of vacation. It isn’t what I would call much of a holiday, being used to some of the nicer things in life. I got a good severance, so why not enjoy some time on the water with my bro?
The first morning I woke up and saw Wade laying out in the sun on the deck ... in the buff. He wasn’t sunbathing, but he was keeping himself quite busy. I had never thought of my friend that way, but watching him, his sun-kissed golden skin, the sparking droplets of water on his chest hair, and his more than impressive manly mast, I started to keep myself busy too. After that, I couldn’t take my eyes off him. There was just something so alluring about the man – his muscles, his gruff but kind nature, his hairy chest, and the way he filled out the front and back of his swimming trunks.
Part of the job is to clean the old boat up, and in doing so we found a stash of his boss’s racy old VHS tapes. We popped one in as a joke, but we weren’t laughing for long. Soon, Wade was the one who couldn’t keep his eyes off the obvious mast in my thin bathing suit. I offered him a closer look, and, well, let’s just say the rest of the voyage at sea is shaping up to be one of the best cruises I’ve ever been on. I just hope that when we make it to port, our friendship makes landfall with us.
Bros alone on the open water – plenty of wet, gushing, salty fun to be had.
My buddy Wade is a solid guy. Maybe a little gruff, but I enjoy his company. We were really close when we were younger, but after I went to college and he got a job at a marina, we hung out less. When I lost my job and my girlfriend, he asked me if I wanted to help take his boss’s old boat down to Miami. It would take a few weeks, and he proposed it as a sort of vacation. It isn’t what I would call much of a holiday, being used to some of the nicer things in life. I got a good severance, so why not enjoy some time on the water with my bro?
The first morning I woke up and saw Wade laying out in the sun on the deck ... in the buff. He wasn’t sunbathing, but he was keeping himself quite busy. I had never thought of my friend that way, but watching him, his sun-kissed golden skin, the sparking droplets of water on his chest hair, and his more than impressive manly mast, I started to keep myself busy too. After that, I couldn’t take my eyes off him. There was just something so alluring about the man – his muscles, his gruff but kind nature, his hairy chest, and the way he filled out the front and back of his swimming trunks.
Part of the job is to clean the old boat up, and in doing so we found a stash of his boss’s racy old VHS tapes. We popped one in as a joke, but we weren’t laughing for long. Soon, Wade was the one who couldn’t keep his eyes off the obvious mast in my thin bathing suit. I offered him a closer look, and, well, let’s just say the rest of the voyage at sea is shaping up to be one of the best cruises I’ve ever been on. I just hope that when we make it to port, our friendship makes landfall with us.