He wore no underwear beneath the shorts and part of his moist, honey-hued pubic hair seemed to beckon my attention. He wore only a tank top and very loose cargo shorts that seemed to have inched down on his trim, muscular hips when he climbed into the boat. It was then that I found myself starting to stir with lust for the innocent-looking 18-year old. With a friendly 'Hello' and a small request to come aboard, he joined me in the boat. I was under the steering column adjusting cables when I heard an unfamiliar voice say 'What ya doing?' Looking up I saw Erik Sorrensen's angelic face peering over the hull.
My first encounter with Erik happened one year ago, today it was while working on my boat in the driveway.
