Best Jack Ever
When I went with my parents to St. Thomas, we were all out swimming at the beach in a little cove. I was about 100 feet from shore, just breaking contact with the bottom, and I decided to lower my suit to my ankles. While easily treading the salty water, with my legs spread and my feet holding on to my suit, I slowly jacked my hard cock. I could feel the buoyancy of the warm salty water swirling around my buns and balls. When I came, I thought I would almost black out and what was fun was that no one else could see that I was pleasuring myself.
The salty waters caressed me almost like I was in the womb, and I polluted that little cove with several big spurts of boy-protein. I was afraid that I would lose my suit, but I didn't. I was thinking I stealthily got away with my best wank ever, but when I swam into shore, my brother, chilling out on a blanket, said, 'How was it Wankboy?' as I walked by his blanket.