Date: Wed, 10 Jan 2007 17:54:15 -0800 (PST)
From: Deep Diver <deepdiver_pr@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Master and His Mate - Chapter 4

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Kyle laid down in one of the lounge chairs on the deck and continued to
reflect on the day's events.  He smiled as he recalled letting the crab get
away and the wonderful flavor of the spaghetti sauce that Ryan had prepared
for dinner.  Soon the cool summer night air lulled him to sleep and he
dreamt of piloting the yacht across a sparkling coral blue sea with Ryan
standing at his side resting his hand on his shoulder.


The Master and his Mate - by Deepdiver


Chapter 4 - Water Sports

The next day Dr. Ryan drove Kyle over to the Coast Guard Center to register
for the course on Navigation and boating safety.  While filling out the
application it came out that Kyle didn't know how to swim.

"You mean to tell me we were out boating yesterday and you were crabbing
without a life jacket on and you can't swim?  My God, don't you realize
what could have happened if you fell in?"  Ryan said baffled.  He
determined there and then that Kyle had to learn as soon as possible;
leaving Kyle to his form-filling, Ryan stepped outside and pulling out his
cellphone, he moved away from the building until his phone registered a
signal and then he called an associate who lived nearby and asked if he
could borrow his pool.

Mission accomplished, Ryan returned inside and joined Kyle, who was still
struggling through the mass of paperwork application form, indemnity
waiver, privacy policy, Boating Safety Review it seemed endless to
Kyle. Eventually, with help from Ryan, they had finished the paperwork and
bought the handbook and Boating Rules book they as they headed back to the
car Ryan told Kyle that they were going to a friend's to start teaching him
how to swim once they had got their swimwear from the 'Gardie'.

"But I haven't got a swimsuit!" Kyle said, shamefacedly as he stopped in
his tracks.

"Don't worry about that," said Ryan, trying hard to hide his glee at the
prospect of ogling his youthful protege; "my friends place is secluded and
all fenced off, so we really don't have to bother it'll save us time as
well as I needn't go and fetch mine we can go straight there!"

Ryan was more than pleased with how things were shaping up as they set off
to his friend's house.  No one was home, as it was a Monday and they were
all at work or school.  Ryan parked his car in the driveway and they walked
around the side of the house and found the gate unlocked as Ryan's friend
had indicated he would find it.  They went into the small pool house and
took off their clothes.  Both came out wearing their birthday suits.  Ryan
was delighted at this turn of events.

Ryan dove into the deep end and swam the length of the pool so as to
impress Kyle who could see that he was a strong swimmer.  When he arrived
at the shallow end he called Kyle to join him in the water.  Kyle stepped
down onto the first step but when he felt how cool the water was he
hesitated, which was fine with Ryan, who then got more time to enjoy the
sight of his beautiful naked body and how the sun reflected off his lovely
golden hairs.  He thought Kyle had the body of an Adonis, a Greek youth
god.

Kyle noticed how Ryan was staring at him, studying his body he felt
embarrassed at being naked and the centre of attention and this helped him
forget his fear of the water and he slowly lowered himself into the pool.

Ryan called him over to himself and got behind him and lifted him up into a
floating position.  Kyle immediately tensed his body.

"Just try to relax.  See how easily I can keep you on the surface?"  Ryan
said softly as his hand held Kyle at the base of his back.  Ryan was
delighting in touching this boy and getting a close-up look at his body as
he helped him stay afloat.  "Now put you head back into the water until
your ears go under and you will begin floating on your own."

"You won't let go of me?"  Kyle said, fearing for his life and not relaxing
at all.

Ryan kept Kyle in this position a good while, savoring the sight of his
body up close in the bright sunshine.  Little by little, Kyle began to
relax somewhat as he began to feel more secure with Ryan supporting him.
After a while Ryan gradually lowered his hand into the water and Kyle began
to float on his own until he realized that Ryan had removed his hand, and
he tensed up and sank below the surface.

He quickly got his footing as they were in the shallow end, but came up
coughing.  Ryan got out of the water and went to the pool house, returning
with a diver's mask and snorkel.  He put it on Kyle and had him sit on the
steps so that his head was below the waterline but he could both breath
through the tube and see clearly under the water.  Of course the only thing
worth seeing under the water was Ryan's naked body and Kyle kept his eyes
glued to the sight which was amplified by about 15%.

Once Kyle got used to the snorkel, Ryan taught him how to expel water from
it before breathing in and how to breath over the water that remained in
the curved bottom.  Once he was sure that Kyle was comfortable with the
diver's mask he had him move down to the deeper end by holding onto the
sides of the pool.

At the deep end there was a ladder clamped to the pool wall and Ryan
instructed Kyle to hold onto the top rung.  Then he had the boy use his
hands and move down the ladder to touch the bottom of the pool.  At first
Kyle would shimmy down and barely touch the bottom of the pool with one toe
and then pull himself quickly to the surface Kyle felt like he had achieved
a feat worthy of a Presidential medal for bravery.  But Ryan had him repeat
the exercise and had him count while his foot touched the floor of the
pool.  First he counted to five, then ten and later twenty-five.  Then
Ryan, who was in the water with Kyle, told him to go down to the bottom and
let go of the ladder for a second.  Kyle paused to think awhile before he
accepted the challenge, but eventually did so; Ryan kept encouraging him to
do it again but each time for longer and longer intervals.

After a bit, when he let go of the ladder, Kyle found his body would slowly
rise up.  Ryan berated him for not staying on the bottom.  Kyle tried
again, but as soon as he released his hand from the ladder his body began
to rise.  Again Ryan berated him again and told him not to come up until he
had counted to twenty-five and said he would go down with him.  What Kyle
couldn't see was that Ryan was using his hands to back paddle behind his
back to keep his body down on the bottom.  Since Kyle remained still, his
body floated up to the surface.

"I told you not to come up until you counted to twenty-five!  Just do it!"
Ryan said, feigning anger.

"I tried but I can't."  Kyle protested.

"I am right next to you and I do it.  Now you do it too."  Ryan insisted.

Kyle tried again, but just floated right up as soon as he released the
ladder just like before.

"You are not trying!"  Ryan asserted.

"I can't stay on the bottom, I swear," Kyle said, feeling frustrated by not
being able to stay below.

"Are you sure?"  Ryan asked.

"I can't, I swear I tried, but I can't."  Kyle said defeatedly.

"Good!  Now you know that you can float!  See even when you want to stay
down, you can't.  That is what I wanted you to discover.  Your body
floats!"  Ryan said encouragingly: "Now watch me." Then Ryan pushed off
from the ladder and remained perfectly still.  First his body went below
the surface and then it came back up with only the crown of his head
breaking the surface.

"Did you see where I was floating?  If you stay perfectly still, your body
will float and you can breathe through that snorkel.  Let's see you do it
now."  Ryan ordered.

Within a very short while Kyle was pushing off one side of the pool at an
angle and swimming one stroke before he arrived at the head of the pool.
Then Ryan had him move closer to the center of the pool and push off in the
direction of the side of the pool Now he was taking two strokes to cross
the distance.  At the end of the hour Kyle was swimming across the pool.
Then they got out of the water and laid in the lounge chairs enjoying the
sun as it dried them off.

"Wow, I can't wait to tell my dad, I can swim!"  Kyle said, elated and
flashing Ryan one of his world- class smiles.  Ryan pretended to be napping
but with one eye kept studying Kyle's lithe body.  After a good rest it was
back into the water to do more exercises to build up Kyle's confidence in
the water.

"No one drowns because of the water, Kyle.  People drown themselves when
they panic.  The key is to remember that your body floats and that if you
just hold your breath long enough your body will come back to the surface
and you can breathe again."  Ryan had Kyle roll his body into a ball shape
and float along.  When he needed air he would raise his head out of the
water and then go back into the ball shape, clasping his legs.  Because he
raised his head out of the water, his body would sink lower as a reaction
but would soon float back up to the surface.  Ryan explained to Kyle that
if he was ever out in the ocean he could last days that way.

At one point Kyle got tired and sank and he panicked.  He began to flail
his arms, which only moved him lower into the water.  His eyes opened wide
in fear, but in a flash, Ryan had grabbed him from behind and pulled him to
the surface.  Kyle quickly turned, embracing the man who had just saved his
life.  The feeling of embracing naked body to body was exciting for Ryan,
but poor Kyle was too scared to appreciate the moment.

After lunch, Ryan dropped Kyle at the marina and drove into his office to
attend a client.  Kyle went over to the machine shop to see if he could
find anyone.

The shop was the size of a small warehouse with a large sliding door
half-open in the front.  Kyle looked in to see a middle-aged man working on
an outboard motor.

"Can I help you?" The mechanic asked.

"Oh hi, I'm Kyle.  I work as a deck hand on the 'Gardie.'  I was wondering
if I could hang out awhile here."

"Nice to meet ya.  I'm Kirk; I'm not so sure that would be a good idea."

"It's just that the owner asked me to see if I could learn a little about
maintenance.  Maybe I could just help you.  You don't have to pay me or
anything."  Kyle said, trying to convince Kirk to let him watch.

"Well OK, unless the owner says something."  Kirk acquiesced.

"What are you doing?"  Kyle asked, seeing the mechanic moving a flexible
cut out about over one half of the engine block.

"Well, I am replacing the gasket on this motor."  Kirk explained.

"What's a Gasket?"  Kyle asked.

"This thing; it acts as a seal between the two halves.  See how it matches
up with the holes here."  Kirk patiently began teaching Kyle who was
already showing his willingness to learn.

"So you work for Dr. Ryan?"  Kirk said, expressing his curiosity.

"Yeah, I just started.  I'm all new at this."  Kyle responded.

"Well, he's a good egg.  I hope it works out for you."  Kirk said.

"So, you know him?"  Kyle inquired.

"Not so well; but well, I was having a bad time with my wife.  This was
some time ago.  I had done some work on his yacht, but at that time it
belonged to his brother.  Anyway, to make a long story short, he introduced
me to Doc Ryan and we did some counseling with him and now my marriage is
just fine.  We were already to break up, but he was able to help us through
a bad time."  Kirk confessed to Kyle.

"What did he say?"  Kyle asked out of curiosity.

"Oh, it wasn't so much what he said.  It's how he got us talking to one
another again, me and the wife.  Actually he had the whole family coming
together and he would have us talk about different moments in our lives and
then taught us how to listen to one another and appreciate each others'
views of things.  I'll tell you, I am a changed man.  We went from a
dysfunctional family to a very happy one, thanks to that man."  Kirk
explained further.

Kyle watched carefully all that Kirk did as he rebuilt the engine;
explaining the different parts and what they did.  When he had it all
connected he put the leg of it into a barrel of water and pulled the cord
to start it.  It took several pulls but when it turned over and began to
purr it was like a miracle had occurred before Kyle's eyes.  He rewarded
Kirk by unconsciously flashing him one of his smiles and melted the man's
heart.  Kyle learned something about the mechanical side that day, as well
as how to swim; but he also learnt how to appreciate his captain's varied
talents and felt proud to be his first mate.

There were only two others taking same course as Kyle and they did not seem
to be interesting nor interested in Kyle.  On Thursday night, walking back
to the slip where the 'Gardie' was moored, he passed by a young man hosing
down one of the other yachts and he waved to him; but only got a nod of the
head in response.  Kyle's social life had improved very little since he
came to work for the Doc.

Kyle spent his mornings studying and cleaning the yacht or with Kirk
whenever he was working on an engine.  Sometimes he went with Kirk onto
other yachts to make repairs or service their engines.  Kyle also spent an
hour each day working out on the bow flex in the Captain's cabin.  He felt
somewhat lonely in the evenings and looked forward to the weekend when Ryan
was due to rejoin him.

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Around 6 pm on Friday, Ryan arrived back and brought a couple of lobsters
along to cook on the grill.  They chatted while they ate.

"All going well for you staying here?"  Ryan inquired, curious as to how
Kyle was adapting himself.

"Pretty much, but it gets kind of lonely here at night."  Kyle responded
honestly.

"Haven't met anyone interesting?"  Ryan probed some more.

"Naw, just the mechanic Kirk.  He spoke well of you."

"Oh yeah, I haven't seen him for some time.  Is he doing well?  Ryan asked.

"Yeah, he's doing fine."  Kyle said, not really wanting to go into much
detail. "Oh and I went over to your friend's pool to practice swimming."
Kyle said, changing the subject.

"With whom did you go?"  Ryan said concerned.

"Alone."  Kyle said proudly.

"What?  Are you crazy?  You are never, ever, supposed to go swimming
alone!"  Ryan said really upset.

"Well nothing happened, I stayed in the shallow end."  Kyle said, trying to
justify himself.

"And suppose you got a cramp in your leg?  Who was going to pull you out?"
Ryan said feeling his blood pressure rise quickly as he thought of losing
Kyle so easily.

Kyle hung his head as he replied: "Sorry, I never thought of that."

"Look, Kyle, I thought everybody learned as a kid, you never go swimming
alone, its just too dangerous."  Ryan seemed to be putting Kyle down, but
he said this in a fatherly way.

"Well, my dad never took me to the beach or the pool.  Come to think of it,
he never took me anywhere."  Kyle stated matter of factly.

That night they watched the movie 'Cabaret'" which both fascinated Kyle and
shocked him when he discovered towards the end that the two men had slept
together.  Then next day, Ryan took Kyle to the American Museum of Natural
History.  Kyle was like a visitor from another planet discovering the
planet earth.  He especially enjoyed the exhibits of native south americans
with their beautiful half naked bodies.

When they entered the room containing the life-size whale it utterly blew
his mind.  On Sunday, Ryan took him to the Bronx Zoo and they both
experienced a real 'Father and Son' day together.  All the way home, Kyle
spoke very animatedly of all he had experienced in two days.  It was as if
his whole life had been lived in the space of one week.  That night before
they went to their cabins, Kyle hugged Ryan in a real bear hug of
gratitude.  Ryan just rubbed his hand through Kyle's hair on the back of
his head and felt all his emptiness in terms of paternity were suddenly
satisfied.

Kyle said "Thanks for everything you've done for me. You know if you asked
anything of me at all, anything, I'd do it for you." Ryan hugged Kyle back,
feeling emotionally choked by the boy's innocent and unconditional
response.