The Diver (gay theme)

[Duke610]

The first part of this story is completely true, 100% as written. It happened many years ago.

It was one of those cold, gray, drizzly rainy days in mid-winter. My dad decided to go to the marina to work on our boat. That's what you do with boats - either work on them or pay somebody lots of money. I was bored and had nothing to do so I went with him. It was my first year of college.

I spent most of the day in the cabin studying for finals while he puttered around. One of his last chores was to repack the caulking where the rudder comes through the hull. Suddenly I heard him yell for me. While loosening the rudder to insert the caulk he had let go of it and it fell out of the boat and water was pouring in. He shoved a rag in the hole, and then I found him a small piece of wood and he carved it with a penknife to fit into the hole.

What to do next? You can't just go to the rudder store and they aren't cheap. But he remembered a diver who posted his services on a bulletin board in the marina center and went to call him. The guy said he'd be there in half an hour.

And there he was. This big beefy guy, I'm guessing 6'2" and 220# or so. Tight brown slacks, a t-shirt and one of those suede jackets with sheepskin on the inside. Bigtime 5 o'clock shadow. He came striding down the dock with that rolling gait that sailors have. His name was Norm. He bent over to look under the stern of the boat and his jacket and shirt rode up, revealing a thick patch of curly brown hair disappearing into the waistband of his jockey shorts. I was mesmerized.

He then went off to change and came back a few minutes later in his wet suit, carrying his fins and scuba tank. He finished getting fitted and jumped in the water. The trail of bubbles moved in outward expanding circles and about 5 minutes later he came up holding the rudder. He went under the boat and my dad went back inside, and in a few minutes the rudder was back in place and Norm was back on the dock. At this point I was so horny I couldn't even look at him anymore so I was back in the cabin. I have no idea how my dad decided to pay him.

By now it was really late and time to go home so my dad started locking up and told me to meet him at the car. I had to take a leak so I went to the marina bathroom. The shower was running, and all of Norm's wet suit and gear were on the floor. The jockey shorts were sopping wet in the sink. I took a leak and realized I had only one brief opportunity.

So I went over to the shower that had no door and he was in there. Even bigger and beefier than I'd thought, completely covered with thick curly hair from his neck down to his feet. And with a huge, thick, dangling flaccid penis and two enormous heavy testicles swaying between his legs as he soaped himself. "Uh, hi." he said. "Did my dad give you the check?" I asked. "Yes." he replied. I stared at him for a second or two longer and then left.

My dad was waiting at the car and I was rigidly erect the entire way home. I'm sure I jacked off at least five times that night and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about what Norm looked like, nor fantasized about what might have happened.

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And now, fiction.

Several weeks later, my dad came home and said I was at the marina today. Remember Norm the diver who found the rudder? He said he's got some work to be done on his boat and if you were home for the summer he could hire you to do the work. As nonchalantly as I could I agreed and my dad phoned him and it was arranged I would go to Norm's boat the following weekend.

Saturday arrived unseasonably warm and my dad dropped me off at the docks and said he would return at the end of the day. I found Norm's boat, a large trawler obviously equipped for commercial diving, without problem. I went aboard and knocked on the open cabin door. "Cmon in" he yelled. I went into the cabin and he came out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel around his waist. "Sorry, I didn't think you'd be here so soon." He turned away from me and took the towel off and tossed it onto a pile of dirty laundry and I gazed at his incredibly broad, muscular shoulders, and his equally incredibly hairy back, ass and legs as he walked naked into the bedroom.

He bent over to pull a clean pair of jockey shorts out of a drawer and I could see his testicles swaying between his thickly forested legs. He then grabbed some cargo shorts and a t-shirt and put on some flip flops and finally turned to me. "You okay? You look a little flushed." he said. I muttered something about having a cold. He then took me through the boat and showed me all the things that would need to be done. It would obviously take several days and he said I could take my time and do as much as I wanted to on any given day. He left and I got to work, my mind reeling at getting a second look at his incredible body.

TO BE CONTINUED>

 

[D_Vita_Mee_Tavegamin]

Dude -- it's sounding awesome keep it going. Am excited to see where it goes and what happens this summer with the author working on Norm's boat and rudder.

 

[hairyguy29]

Very hairy, muscular, hung diver seducing a college kid? No no I couldn't possibly read megabytes more of this!

Hairyguy

 

[crescendo69]

You are good; carry on...

 

[Duke610]

I got started on the first project, wire brushing and chipping paint in the galley, but then I got bored and wanted to go up on deck and inflated the life raft and washed it out and left it to dry and then deflated it and put it away. It was a surprisingly warm day and it was hard work. I went downstairs and decided to lie down for a minute.

Well, I must have fallen asleep because it was almost an hour later when I woke up. I could hear Norm outside in the galley and I was really annoyed with myself. If he'd looked in he'd have seen me asleep and think I was lazy, and if he hadn't he'd wonder what I was doing in his cabin. Nothing to do but tough it out so I got up and walked into the galley.

Norm was completely naked, sitting in the easy chair that faced the tv. Masturbating. He had a gay porn mag open on the coffee table, and with his right hand he was stroking his now gigantic erection, and with his left he was pulling and stroking and kneading his heavy balls.

He looked up at me and gave me a long, lazy grin. "I've been waiting for you to wake up." I was speechless. He got up and his penis was so thick and heavy it didn't stand up in the air but instead swayed back and forth in front of him as he walked towards me. It was so long it touched my belly and then pushed up against my chest as he took the last two steps into me.

I opened my mouth to speak and he put his finger in a shush motion on his lips and then he bent forward and kissed me. His tongue, as big and thick as everything else about him, slipped inside my lips and flickered around my teeth and tongue. I could feel him unfastening my shorts and they dropped to the floor. He pulled back and pulled the tshirt over my head so I was standing there in my jockey shorts, which were now swollen with my rigid cock. He looked at me and let out a slow whistle of appreciation.

Leaning over, he took the waistband of my jockey shorts in his teeth and pulled them down. As you can imagine this isn't any easier than it sounds and it took awhile. Slowly, gradually working from side to side, he dragged them down. At this point I was whimpering I was so horny. Finally, my cock and balls sprang free and my briefs slid down my legs onto the floor. My cock sprang up and slapped him in the chin.

He stood up and started kissing me again. Our cocks bumped gently against each other. I was wild with horniness. I'd never been so turned on. He began pinching and squeezing and rubbing my nipples and I thought I was going to explode with pleasure. Then he moved his hands down and started rubbing and squeezing my thighs and pulling the hair on them and raking his fingernails up and down my belly.

All this and he still hadn't even touched my cock or balls, but I took his into my hands. I marveled at the incredible size and thickness of his cock as I felt it throbbing in my hand. And his heavy loose testicles were like eggs. I began tickling them with my fingernails and squeezing his bullcock rhythmically and he began growling with pleasure.

With his huge, meaty hands, he grabbed our cocks with one and our balls with the other and pulled us even closer together. We were both now panting with pleasure and I could tell it wasn't going to be much longer. I craved release and every nerve ending in my body was on fire and directly wired to my cock. Our breathing quickened and we began panting and without even trying to our gasps of pleasure were synchronized. I could feel the wave of orgasm starting deep down inside me and I grabbed two thick, greedy handfuls of his chest and belly hair.

Our pants became groans and then shouts of ecstasy. AHH! AHH! AHH! AHH! we both cried out as our orgasms slammed through us in unison. Thick ropes of come shot out of us into the air, coating our chests and faces and hair and bellies, and continued dripping onto the floor.

It took several minutes before we got our breath back and we were just standing there staring at each other like fools. Finally, he grabbed a rag off the table and wiped our come off the floor, but didn't offer it to me to clean myself, nor did he make any move to clean himself up either. Instead, he pulled me into a tight bear hug embrace and started kissing me again. The smell of our come was acrid and sweet and I could feel the slipperiness as he rubbed his furry chest and belly against me.

Just when I thought I couldn't take any more, he stepped away and picked up my cock and pulled me along behind him into his cabin. We stepped into the shower which almost wasn't enough room for us both. We slipped and slided against each other, laughing as we kept changing places and moving around to get wet and soap each other off and rinse.

We got out and he got two big fluffy towels out and tossed me one. I'd gotten hard again and he glanced down and raised an eyebrow. I gave him my best 'what can I say' smirk, and he got down on his knees in front of me. He grabbed my hips and just as I expected him to plunge my erection into his bearded face, he grabbed my hips and in one powerful continuous motion spun me around and buried his tongue in my asscrack.

Nobody had ever done that to me and I couldn't believe how erotic it was. His tongue darted in and out of my hole, and then he grabbed the knot of my sphincter with his teeth and began gnawing it like a dog with a chew toy. He pushed his hands between my legs and began pulling and stroking and squeezing my cock and balls as he continued licking and nibbling my butt.

Between the incredible physical and mental stimulation I couldn't hold out long and I began panting again. He grabbed my hips and in the same powerful motion spun me around and buried my cock up to the hilt inside his mouth. I could feel it press pass the back of his mouth and into his esophagus as he deep throated me. He squeezed my balls up tight against my body and pushed my cock the last millimeter into his throat as I screamed in ecstasy and shot my load all the way down his throat.

After another few minutes of recovery we sat down and began to talk. He apologized if he'd freaked me out and I said no not at all, I'm sorry I was so forward in the shower at the marina that day. In that moment I knew something like this would happen he grinned.

I glanced at the clock and realized I only had 10 minutes until my dad would be back to pick me up. So I threw on my clothes and he gave me another long, lingering kiss. I heard the car horn honk and he slapped me on the ass as I went out the door of the cabin.

To be continued. The next installment will not continue this storyline. Instead, it will start a new and different storyline of my first time with Norm.

 

[umass1]

WOW, you should write a novel. Great stuff.

 

[cdnboy87]

awesome writing.

 

[crescendo69]

Marvelous!

 

[Duke610]

Okay, here we go again. Alternative reality with Norm the diver.

It was several weeks later and I couldn't get the image of Norm, the big, humpy diver, and his gorgeous bod out of my head. All I could think about was pulling the hair on his chest and playing with his enormous cock and balls.

As winter moved into spring the weather got reliably warmer and, finally, I began to re-engage with life.

My parents and I took the boat up the river and anchored along the river bank and they all decided to take a mid-afternoon nap. We had a small inflatable dinghy with an outboard motor so I threw on my bathing suit and hopped in and pulled the starter cord and headed up the river.

I got around the bend and there was a small tributary that was actually just the outlet of a stream that ran between two levees. Anchored in the trees, somewhat camouflaged from the river, was Norm's trawler. I was intrigued, and I motored closer. He wasn't in appearance anywhere on the boat and so I motored a little further up the river. A few hundred yards in, completely hidden from the main body of the river, I saw a small dinghy, color-matched to the trawler, pulled up onto the bank. I motored in next to it, killed the engine, and pulled my inflatable up onto the bank alongside it.

I climbed over the levee. On the other side was an almond orchard. It was baking hot, and the cicadas were chirping and the afternoon breeze made the tree leaves rattle. The orchard seemed completely deserted.

But then, I heard footfalls and about 50' away from me, Norm came around the corner of a maintenance row. He startled slightly at the sight of another human being, but I could see he recognized me and immediately relaxed. "Hey dude, what are you doing here?" he yelled. I explained how I came to be there and asked him why he was here and he said he was doing some dredging for the farmer who owned the land and this was the quickest way to get to his farmhouse.

He was wearing what I came to know as his signature uniform of tshirt, cargo shorts and flip flops. We stood staring at each other across 50' of orchard and then he seemed to shrug his shoulders, as if reaching a decison. He pulled his tshirt up over his head and tossed it casually on the ground. His amazing body, so muscular and so hairy was now tanned from weeks spent shirtless in the spring sun.

Leaving his shirt on the ground behind him, he began slowly walking towards me. With a slow, lazy grin on his face, he unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts. He was obviously commando as his huge bush of pubic hair came into view. He kept slowly walking towards me with his hands at his sides, and the motion of his hips and his legs as he walked made his shorts slowly. fall. down. his. legs. as he walked. Eventually they were around his ankles and he stopped for a moment to slip his feet out of them and then kick them away to land beneath one of the almond trees.

He was still at least 25' away from me, now naked except for his flip flops. His penis was enormous - not erect yet, but fully tumescent. It hung almost halfway down to his knees. As he slowly continued walking towards me, he encircled the base with his thumb and index finger and began to twirl it in long lazy circles like a jump rope.

He stopped about 10' away from me. His cock was now halfway erect and it was so big I could see it thickening and lengthening and rising with each obvious throb. "I think you're overdressed." he said. "When in Rome, do as the Romans do," I replied which I realized was totally dorky but I didn't care because at that point my bathing suit was lying on the ground. We stood in the heat staring at each other. I could barely stand the pressure of his gaze it was so intense. He opened his mouth and whispered, C'mere.

In a daze, I walked towards him, my rigid cock not even moving it was so stiff. "You're so goddam big," my voice shuddered as I forced the words out. He wrapped me in an embrace and I put my arms above his massive shoulders and clasped my hands together behind his back as I leaned against him. We must have spent five minutes swaying back and forth like that, our rigid cocks rubbing against our sweating bodies, lost in the moment of two men together, naked and alone under the hot spring sun.

Finally we separated and he gave me a somewhat calculating look. "I'm not like most guys who look like me, and I don't think you're like most guys who look like you," he said. Still somewhat naive, I wasn't sure quite what he meant, so I cocked and eyebrow. He walked over to a stack of the plastic crates used to collect the harvest, bent over and grabbed the edge of the top one, looked over his shoulder at me, and gave me a wink, and the lewdest, most wicked grin I have ever seen.

I figured it out. Growing rapidly more confident, I spat into my palm and coated my cock with my saliva repeatedly but moved no nearer to him. (Disclaimer for viewers, this story is set in the 1970s. This was still okay then.) I kept lubing my cock with my spit as I stared at him. With our gazes at each other still unbroken, he moaned and flexed his ass cheeks open. A riot of thick curly hair stuck out, catching the rays of the afternoon sun.

With my cock now literally dripping with my saliva, I walked straight forward and with no preamble whatsoever pushed my cock deep into his incredibly hairy ass crack and buried it to the hilt inside him in one long, direct, decisive push.

He let out a deep breath as if he'd been punched. "God, you filled me up," he gasped. I pushed in as hard and deep and far as I could and held it for at least a minute before I began fucking him with long, slow strokes almost all the way out and then every bit of the way back in. This went on for a few minutes and then I started to feel like I was getting close so on one backstroke, with no warning, I suddenly pulled out completely.

"Ohhhh!" his cry was part surprise, part longing. I was so fucking big and stiff and red and I walked around beside him and grabbed his mop of thick curly hair and pulled his head around. "Look at my penis. That's what's been inside of you. Do you like it?" Mutely, he nodded. I pulled his head back and kissed him, burying my tongue in his mouth and nibbling his lips. And then I pulled away. "Do you want my big penis back inside you?" This time, he almost whimpered, "Yes, please yes."

So I walked 10' away from him again and stood looking at him. The look of lust in his eyes as he stared at me was awesome. This time I RAN towards him and buried my cock in his ass as far as it could possibly go and he screamed out in pleasure. As I pushed and pushed as deep as I could possibly go I wrapped my arms around him and grabbed handfuls of his chest hair. I'm not at all ashamed to say that more than 30 years later, I still have sense memory of the taste and smell of his sweat as I licked it off of his hairy back as I fucked Norm that afternoon in the orchard.

I put everything I had into it, but I realized I was going to come, and I wanted to do something different. I pulled out of him and said, "Lie down on the ground." He did, looking up at me expectantly, pulling his ridiculously huge cock with both of his hands.

Standing above him, jutting my hips forward to make myself look even bigger than I already was, I could feel the orgasm building inside of me and slowing down actually made it speed up. Low guttural growls in my throat built up into cries of pleasure and I moved around him and kneeled just below his feet. My first shot hit him in the face, the second was an unbroken stripe that ran from his neck down to his right knee, and then I rose up on my knees so the rest of my load landed on his cock and belly.

This seemed to be all he needed to send himself into orbit. Just a few more strokes and he arched his back and groaned and his first shot hit the base of the tree next to us which was nearly 6' away. He pointed his cock upward and the second hit me in the face, and then the rest joined the rest of mine on his chest and belly.

I fell back onto the ground next to him laughing. We started playing with the puddle of our come on his belly, rubbing it into his chest and belly hair and filling up his belly button.

But after awhile the heat and the stickiness got to us and we walked around slowly gathering our clothes up. Holding our clothes in one hand, we held each other's hands as we walked naked back to the levee and up and over to the bank. He had a towel in his dinghy and we waded into the creek and took turns using it to wipe our come and sweat off of each other's bodies. On the bank, it took just a few minutes for the hot afternoon sun to dry us off, until we were able to get dressed again and get into our boats.

I fired up my motor and he swung his oars in and grabbed the side of my inflatable as I towed him back to his trawler. When we got there, I cut the engine and we drifted. He was still holding onto my boat and I leaned over and we gently kissed each other, our tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths. After a few minutes there was a gentle bump as we hit the side of his trawler. With a grin he said, I'd better get back and you've GOTTA get back. I fired up the outboard and headed back out to the river. He stood on the back deck of the trawler and waved goodbye.

As I putted down the stream, I stood up, facing backwards towards him, letting the boat steer itself, and dropped my shorts. I was erect again. I stood nakedly erect facing him for about 100 yards until I knew I would be nearing the river, and then I turned around, bent over so he could see my bare ass, pulled my shorts up, and then sat down, and accelerated the motor as I moved into the river without a backward glance.

When I got back to the boat, my parents and sister were just waking up, and didn't even seem to be fully aware that I had even gone.

Liking it so far? I've got several more.

 

[weylun]

It's hot!!