River trip II

As I laid in the grass with Bills hand on my crotch, he moved his fingers around till he was holding it. Nervous I started to laugh. He asked what was funny. I told him no one touched my dick before. As he moved his hand my dick stiffened from his attention. Slow at first, he moved his hand up and down. He spat on it a couple of times to make it slick. Suddenly I heard Mr. Roberts voice. He said I see your having fun. Shocked, I slapped Bills hand away and covered my dick. He laughed and said don't stop on my account. Bill rolled on to his back and rubbed his own dick. As he stroked his hand up and down it we watched him. He only stopped to spit on his hand. After a few minutes Bills dad got up and started pitching the tent. I watched Bill's hand as he stroked up and down, only stopping to rub the head of his dick. He looked over at me and said try it. Reaching down, I followed his every move. It did feel good. Running my hand over the head sent a shiver through me. After a few minutes I started breathing quicker and an odd feeling grew in my gut. I told Bill, he said to keep going. As I did the feeling grew and my dick started throbbing. Frightened I stopped and watched my dick jump around.
Bill looked over and asked, what do you think. I said it felt good. Mr. Roberts said enough playing for now, lets get ready for dinner. We washed up and fixed our plates. After eating and cleaning up Bills dad said let's get ready for bed. Mr. Roberts made sure the boat was secured and I grabbed my backpack. I pulled out my pajamas and started putting them on. Bill looked at me and said you don't need to put them on. After putting them away, I laid down on my knapsack, Bill laid beside me and said you want to do something fun, I said sure. He rolled over and climbed on top of me. At first I thought he wanted to wrestle, but he said lay still. He moved till our dicks were touching and moved his hips pushing against me.