“I really don’t know. Soon, though,” he responded, winked at me, kissed me, and pulled off and away.
We bobbed in the pool’s warm water.
He said, “Classes don’t start until the second week of September.”
“You’ll stay for a few more days, right?”
Inches apart, he kept afloat with one arm and his legs. His other arm moved its hand down and between my legs and it found my cock again, toying with the mass. He said into my ear as the lapping waves licked at our bodies, “I don’t know. I really haven’t given it much thought.”