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In Deep by jlh
8/23/94 copyright
Leaning over the side of the boat, I hoist your SCUBA tank out of the water and carefully set it down. I sit back in the seat, and complain, "Get out of the water...I'm starving!"
It's been a long day. We started out mid-morning. Launching the boat from the ramp, me giving you the quick basics of SCUBA diving as we worked. "We won't be going very deep, so just don't wander off...stick close to me", I say with a smile. I wondered if you had any idea just HOW close I plan on you sticking to me. I continued to explain the do's and don'ts, reminding you that if you start to feel funny in any way to grab hold of me and point towards the surface.
The ocean was glass calm, and we got to the lower part of the reef in no time. We tied the boat to one of the buoys, and I start handing you your dive gear. First the fins...I reached over the side of the boat to scoop up some of the water so they'd slide onto your feet easily. Once you struggled into both fins, I leaned back and giggled, telling you how cute you are when you look like a frog. Next I picked up the weight belt. I wrapped it around your waist...reaching my arms around your back to fasten it. It clicks tights, but I leave my arms around you...pulling you a little closer to me, I look into your eyes and kiss you. I feel your hands grasp the back of my neck and my tongue parts your lips...then your teeth. I run my hands up your back, then pull away. I wet my hands with sea water and run my fingers through your hair...making sure it's all slicked back so the mask won't leak. You pull on the mask, and I help you position yourself on the edge of the boat with your back towards the ocean. I hold the vest with the air tank on it open...and you slip one arm, then the other through the holes. I fasten it...and kiss you once more before lifting the regulator to your mouth. You open wide, and put it in your mouth...adjusting it 'til it's comfortable. You sit there on the edge of the boat looking rather silly while I quickly put my equipment on, and position myself next to you on the side of the boat. "Ok...on the count of three, lean back and just let yourself fall in... I'll be right there with ya...one...two...three...!"
After the initial claustrophobic moment that everyone feels, you seem to adjust pretty well. We swim side by side and I point out certain fish, and coral...making sure you see all the coolest stuff. I find myself getting a little ahead of you...this new view of the ocean overwhelming your senses a little, so I reach back and take your hand into mine. After all, I don't want to lose ya!
I find myself not watching the awesome surroundings that we find ourselves in...but rather taking in you. The look in your eyes as you witness things that you've never quit seen in the same way before. I watch the bubbles coming from your regulator as you draw your breath in and out. I find myself concentrating on the warm feeling of your hand in mine in contrast to the coolness of the water...and I try to smile without drowning myself as I feel a little tingle start somewhere around my balls, and spread to my dick.
I check the air gauge to see how much time we've got left. Almost out of air...I guess I lost track of time. I squeeze your hand a little harder, and motion to the gauge. We head back to the boat...drinking in the last few minutes of this undersea world.
"Ok, ok," you bitch as you pull yourself from the water and into the boat. I've already removed all of my equipment...and I come over, standing behind you I begin helping you with yours. I reach around across your chest and undo the buckles of your vest. It hangs open, and I run my hands over the front of your body...your chest, your stomach... and back up again.
"I though you were hungry," you question.
As I pull the vest off, and remove the weight belt, you step out of the fins and I reply, "I AM hungry!" With that, I turn you around...pushing down on your shoulders so you sit and kiss your mouth deeply. I lean my weight against you...and you lie back against the deck of the boat, my body pressing against you. My tongue pressing into your mouth...over your teeth...behind your lips...over the roof of your mouth.
I sit up on my knees, and trace my hands over you. Sliding a finger under the waistband of your bathing suit, I lean down and kiss you again.
I pull away and reach my whole hand into your shorts. I take your hardening cock and balls into my hand, and pull them out where we can see them. I look up at you...and then down at your cock, you watch my eyes as they worship you.
I cup your balls in my hand, and let your dick rest against your stomach.
I softly lick my tongue along the exposed underside of your cock. Stopping only to suck gently on the most sensitive spots. Tapping my tongue gently right underneath the head and kissing the very tip.
I open my mouth wide, and take your cock inside my mouth. Leaving my lips sorta loose, I move my head back and forth in a circle and you feel your dick sliding around against the roof of my mouth, my teeth, my tongue.
Your dick pops out of my mouth and I take it into my hand...dropping my tongue down to your balls. First I bathe them in my warm saliva, then I find the underside of them...and let them rest on my tongue. I start licking slowly up your balls all the way up to the tip of your cock. Licking it and sucking it like a lollipop.
As I get to the tip of your head...I slide my tongue all around it. Wetting it slowly and completely. Then I wrap my lips tightly around the wet, slippery head...and let you slide slowly into my throat...inch by inch. I twist my head from side to side...my lips rubbing against your cock...my hand clasped around the shaft gently squeezing it up and down. My lips follow my hand down to the base of your dick...and I let my teeth nibble on your cock...then follow back up to the head...my tongue flicking back and forth across it. I feel your cock stiffen and your balls start to pull up. I grab the base of your cock HARD and squeeze, preventing you from cumming too soon. I take my mouth away and stand up.
"It's time to eat, let's go to the island," I say.
A little surprised that I stopped when I did, you agree and try to stuff your rock hard cock into your shorts. I untie the boat and start it up... heading for the islands. You get yourself arranged a little better and come sit beside me. I steer the boat with one hand...and let my other stroke slowly up and down your inner thigh. Occasionally I let my fingers slip up inside your shorts and rub against your balls...I want to keep you hard. We drive around until we find a perfect spot. Crystal blue water...a sandy beach...no people...perfect!
We beach the boat on the small island, and start moving things to the shore. I grab the cooler, and you get the radio and a big towel. We set up our little camp, and you busily start spreading the towel and getting the food out. I sit down on the towel, grab you and pull you down on top of me. We kiss long, hard, and deep. Our hands exploring each others bodies. I whisper, "Fuck me, Jim."
You sit up and smile. "Yeah, you were supposed to tell me how to fuck on the beach without getting all sandy..."
My eyes gleam and a wide grin spreads over my face. I grab your hands and pull you up. In one quick motion I strip off my shorts and trot over to the water's edge. "Come here," I say. And you follow my lead, removing your shorts and joining me on the beach. I take you by the hand and we splash in the water 'til we're up to our chests. You feel my hand wrap around your cock...massaging it, squeezing it, and twisting it as I kiss and tongue your neck. I rub my body against your, our dicks slide together and I take them both into my hand. We look down into the clear water and watch as my hand glides up and down our cocks, jerking them both off.
I swim away from you...and go behind the back of the boat. You follow close behind. I rest one arm on the step ladder on the boat, and wrap the other around your neck. We kiss. Our tongues do a dance inside our mouths, and I make a game of sucking your tongue in and out like it's your cock. I feel your body lean against me, so I put a little more weight on the ladder and I wrap my legs around your waist...pulling you closer. You look down and see my cock standing straight up between our stomachs...and I feel your pushing up between the cheeks of my ass. I rock back and forth slowly on your cock, trying to get it against my asshole. Finally, you reach underneath us, and place it there...I really start to squirm. You hold the back of my ass, lean back a little, and thrust your cock into me. The slickness of the water allows you to slide in deep, with my hole still incredibly tight, throbbing against your cock.
You thrust all the way out, then back in a few times, and I moan with pleasure. You watch me as I take my hand from your neck and reach down between us to stroke my cock. I push my ass down deep on your cock, meeting every thrust. My asshole throbs and tightens on the head of your cock each time you fuck into me. Taking my hand off my dick, I reach around and take one of your hands into mine. I guide you to my cock and wrap your hand around it. I want you to concentrate on fucking me...but I also want you to feel me when I cum. So I put my hand on top of your and help you stroke me. You start to thrust harder and faster into my ass. "Oh yeah, Jim, fuck me hard, I wanna feel you cum inside!"
You lean way back and I know you're close. The feel of your hand on the head of my cock and your cock plunging in and out of me is too much. I lean my head back and you feel the warm, thick liquid flow from my cock and coat your hand briefly before the cool water washes it away. And with one final thrust, I feel your cock throb and spasm deep inside of me. .your warmth fills me up from inside. I fall forward and rest against your shoulder. We stand there for the longest time, supporting each others weight, and holding each other close.
"So, I thought you told me you were hungry, sweetheart," you say as you stroke my hair. We untangle ourselves from each other and head back to our picnic. We eat, and talk, and watch the sunset on our own private island.
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