A sharp rapping at the door wakes our Hero from his slumber. Bleary-eyed, he disentangles himself from a pile of limbs to answer the door.
"Huh? What's so important?"
At the door is a mailman dressed in short shorts. He hands Hero a colorful postcard.
"How about a tip?"
The mailman winks at Hero. He's a handsome man, with a well-groomed moustache.
"Gladly, I'll give you more than just the tip!" responds Hero.
Hero proudly presents his proud cock to the mailman, who is already salivating at the sight. The mailman drops to his knees and sucks Hero's cock like a lollipop. Is this why deliveries are so slow around here? The mailman is clearly experienced and quickly brings Hero to the point of no return.
"I'm going to cum!" exclaims Hero. The mailman is almost overwhelmed but manages to take delivery without missing a drop.
After the mailman leaves, Hero looks at the postcard. It's from the tritons! How did they manage to send a postcard? Does the postal service in this universe include boat service?
By now, Bunny has shown up asking about the noise. Hero explains that it was just the mailman delivering his package. Bunny raises an eyebrow. "I'll bet." "In any case, it's an invitation from the tritons." It appears that the tritons are Hero to come join them for a seaside retreat, and to bring sea stars and plenty of lusty men.
Bunny thinks this is a fantastic idea and immediately begins organizing a beach day. Several members of the harem also want to go, notably Sven and Reo. Sven with his tall build and blonde hair makes a good contrast to slim and fit Reo with his dark green and green eyes.
They pile into a convertible, wearing strips of white sunblock on their noses, sunglasses over their eyes, and wide, carefree smiles.
At the beach, Hero collects sea stars while his harem frolics with locals playing beach volleyball. He picks them up one at a time and has half a bucket full when he bumps into Reo who is carrying a surfboard and looking quite dashing in his speedos.
"Oh! I was just thinking the waves are nice enough to surf over there." Reo points further down the beach. There's a surf shack set a ways back from the water's edge. "Want to join me?"
"Err, I've never been surfing before..." Hero stammers, a bit nervous.
"It's no problem! We'll rent a couple surf boards and I'll show you the ropes!" replies Reo, flashing his dazzling smile. "And if you do well, I'll show you some new water tricks". Reo winks at Hero.
That makes up Hero's mind. The duo walk to the surf shack and rent surfboards.
Reo starts Hero out on basic exercises on land. They place their surfboards on the sand and practice going from laying face down prone on the ground to jumping into a surfing stance.
"That's great," says Reo. "You're a natural at this.
"Next I'll explain how to turn, and how to safely stop. You see..."
Hero appears to have zoned out staring at Reo's buns.
"Huh?" Hero beams and gives him a big thumbs up, despite being distracted.
Next, Reo takes Hero out to the open ocean, paddling just ahead of him on their surfboards. The sun is shining brightly, and seagulls are calling in the air, and our Hero is exercising steadily, breathing the clean ocean air. What could be more idyllic? Not paddling, that's what. It's exhausting work!
After paddling for a substantial time, Reo indicates that it's finally time to try surfing. He calls to Hero and demonstrates popping up onto the surfboard, riding the next wave in. That doesn't look so hard.
Hero emulates Reo and launches himself onto his own surfboard. It works the first try! Perhaps he's a natural at this, after all. He reaches out his arms balancing as he tries to stay steady on the wave propelling him at an angle towards the beach. He manages to follow Reo's example well.
Until Reo cuts a turn to avoid a rocky outcropping. Wait! How was turning supposed to work again? Too late! Hero throws himself haphazardly off of his surfboard. His surfboard flips high into the air, while Hero flips upside down, his foot still attached to the surfboard by a tether. The surfboard manages to smack Hero in the side of the face.
...
The next thing Hero sees is Sven's face filling his vision, the afternoon sun creating a halo effect around Sven.
Hero tries to talk, but coughs up water instead. coff coff "What happened?" Hero asks.
Sven patiently explains, "You took a hit to the head! You didn't pass out, but instead of swimming to shore, you flailed once and then started trying to drink up the whole ocean. It looked like you forgot how to swim! You're lucky I was watching your surfing lesson through binoculars! I came to rescue you."
Hero grins sheepishly, his hand behind his head. "Haha, well, you see, the thing is...I never really learned how to swim!"
Sven is shocked. So is Reo, who interjects, "Why didn't you say you didn't know how to swim?!"
"I errr, forgot?" Hero looks around at what is happening on the beach.
There are tritons paired up in twos and threes with Hero's harem all along the beach, in the pools and on rocky outcroppings along the water.
Apparently, the Tritons have found Hero's store of sea stars and are voraciously throating the throbbing cocks of Hero's harem guys.
But Hero is in no condition to join in. He's sitting on a gurney, wrapped in a towel and miserable.
"It looks like everyone is having fun except for me."
Sven replies, "Well, while you were out on your surfing lesson, the guys decided to start having fun without you. But it's okay, I brought some special tea that will help you recover faster."
Hero takes the special tea, and sips it slowly, and soon he has recovered his strength and is able to join his harem for some fun with the tritons. Not a waste after all!