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“See? We’re right.” Nate smiled.
“Cock warming!” Maddox growled. “Keeping the cock warm… inside the body. Mouth or ass. Not actually fucking, just keeping it in there.” He threw his arms wide. “Jesus fuck.”
“No way.”
“That’d be called cock docking.”
Devon grabbed Maddox by the throat and warned, “Do not make me explain what docking is.”
They glared at each other, and then Maddox pushed Devon off the boat and jumped in after him, getting away from our stories and whatever docking was.
I watched them swim away. There was nothing else out here, so they’d have to stay sort of close. Couldn’t escape our stories forever.
“Did we do it wrong?” Nate asked in a hushed tone.
I looked at my baby. His hair was growing in again, and he had the best tan lines from his sunglasses. “No. Right?”
He shrugged. I shrugged.
“Wanna try their way?” I asked.
“Come sit on my lap,” he dared.
It took some maneuvering and a lot of spit, but I sat on Nate’s cock and felt my cheeks heat up. When he was fully inside me, he held my hips, kissed my shoulders, and… “Now what?”
“Fuck if I know. We just sit here?”
“I guess.”
We twiddled our thumbs, watching the clouds move across the sky. Every now and then, he’d point at one that looked like the blobs of the lava lamp, and I’d shift my weight to get a new angle.
“This is boring! I wanna either fuck or get off. I like our cock warming better.” I looked behind me.
“Yeah, ditto,” he said, hands sliding down my thighs. “But imagine how hot this would be right after sex. Your ass full of my cum, and my cock acting like a plug to keep it all inside. I could be on board with that.”
Oh. Shit. Yeah.“Yes. That one. Cock plugging.”
“Mhm,” he hummed. “We’re adding that to the list. And docking, whatever that is.”
Maddox had left his phone on the bench seat, so I hopped off Nate’s lap, grabbed it, and handed it to him. “Google it while I get handsy with ya.” I wrapped my hand around his cock, double-checked that Maddox and Devon were far enough away and not drowning, and started to jerk him off.
“What’s it say?” I asked, spreading precum down his shaft and loving that his hips bucked on their own.
“Hang on. I’m getting a lesson on how to dock a boat.”
“Wrong docking.”
“I know, but still handy.”
“Nate.”
“Okay. Hang… oh fuck, yeah. That feels good.” He thrust into my grip and typed at the same time.
We’d been messing around with some edging, so Nate hadn’t gotten off in… almost two days. He wasn’t gonna last. I ran my palm over the tip, making him shake.
“Docking. A strictly cock-to-cock act,” he started, cheeks reddening by the second. “Where at least one man needs to have foreskin. Inserting the tip of the penis into the other’s foreskin, or they put their foreskins over each other’s dicks.” Nate looked at me. “Never knew a foreskin could be so fun.”
“Add it to the list!”
