I quietly slid my hand across the seat towards Frankie’s lap. Howard was busy driving and his girlfriend, Mandy was fast asleep in the passenger seat. Frankie looked over at me and I put my finger to my lips, motioning him to be quiet.
Frankie looked over at Howard, making sure that he wasn’t watching. I carefully moved my hand across his lap and onto his crotch, feeling his big cock through his pants. I began to rub gently. Frankie looked up at me again, and I smiled.
“We’re entering Bigfoot territory now,” Howard said quietly, not taking his eyes off of the road and making sure to not wake up his girlfriend.
I continued to rub my boyfriend’s dick, feeling it getting long and hard in my hand.
“Yeah?” Frankie forced himself to ask as my fingers massaged his throbbing member.
“Yeah, we should be there in about fifteen minutes, I’d say,” Howard said.
Frankie put his hand on top of mine and applied some extra pressure to his pleasure.
“Just over there is where the famous Patterson photo was taken,” Howard said, “About a mile through those trees is that big clearing from the photos.”