So a group of us went hiking awhile back, me, a friend, my brother and a couple of his friends.

I've known for a long time my brother's best friend has had a crush on me. I've caught him trying to take creeper pics at least a couple of times and noticed him staring at me more times than I can count.

It was a warm day, I live in florida, so I'm wearing these tiny little shorts and a crop top. From the very first moment, I noticed him staring at me. So I decided to ramp things up, stretch, touch his shoulder shoulder, bend over in front of him whenever I got the chance, etc.

When we got to the spring I made a long slow show of getting down to my bikini right. I was standing right in front of him, and now I'm noticing a pretty big bulge in his pants.

This sent me to another level, I was all over him in the water, playfully bumping into him, letting my hands linger on his chest to his stomach, stretching whatever I could do to make that bulge bigger. I suggested a chicken fight and of course, a minute later I'm on his shoulder. I ran my fingers through his hair, giggled and gave his head a little squeeze before we started. I could tell he was really struggling.

When we were finally off by ourselves, sitting on the shore. I moved in for the kill. I was going to give him just a little taste of hand job, let him feel my fingers against him and then leave him high and dry. Cruel, I know.

I rested my hand on this lap, and he was rock hard. He leaned back on the rock a little bit and my fingers encircled him. He still had his shorts on BTW.

He was already twitching from the moment I touched him. I gave it a few gentle strokes looking him deeply in the eye and biting my bottom lip. Just as I was about to put a stop to the torture (I wasn't even a minute in), his body tensed up, and he let out a grunt. His cock spasm in my hand and I knew exactly what was happening. He let out a long low moan and I just giggled and shook my head.