Date: Tue, 11 Nov 2003 19:34:56 +1100
From: james robinson <justjames17@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Windsurfer

			      The Windsurfer
			     By  The Fisherman

The sun beat down on the choppy white caps as the Northerly wind kicked up
on the Bay, it had the makings of a decidedly treacherous afternoon. The
wind was slowly increasing from the pleasant 15 knots it had been when I set
out on my fishing trip, it was now blowing at around 20 knots.
In the distance I could see the sails of the windsurfers as they flew across
the waves closer in to the shore, about 3 miles away. The brilliant colours
of the sails contrasted with the dirty brown and white flecked water of the
sea, as it heaved under the influence of the increasing wind.
The boat was beginning to roll and toss as it tugged against the
constraining anchor, as it tried to follow the wind and waves as they fled
towards the horizon. The temperature was rising under the influence of the
hot wind and the glaring sun and perspiration started to moisten my skin
which helped cool me as the wind blew across my flesh.
The fish were not cooperating as the barometric pressure was obviously
falling,as the change in the weather was the precursor of a cold front
approaching from the west. The wind kept on increasing till it became too
uncomfortable to remain at anchor and I decided it was time to head for the
Marina and put the boat away. I slowly began to make my way back the 10
miles to shelter, the boat pounding into the angry seas. Spray was being
thrown right over the bows and I was getting a severe drenching as I battled
with the wheel to keep the boat heading in the right direction. The seas
always trying to push the boat side on into the broaching position, which is
very dangerous in high seas. I had to increase the power from the motor to
keep the bow under control & heading for the haven of the Marina.
As the boat lurched and laboured through the seas now topping around 3 to 4
feet, I saw something in the water in the distance. It could only be seen
when it lifted up on top of the angry white bearded waves as they slavered
towards me, it was a bright red in colour but I couldn't make out what it
was.
As the boat approached closer to the object it became apparent that it was
the sail of a windsurfer, this was not an uncommon occurrence on days such
as this. I had rescued 5 other guys when they became exhausted from trying
to beat their way back to the beach in strong off shore winds like this. I
slowly approached the sail until I could see the guy lying across the hull
of the craft, he seemed unconscious, as he didn't acknowledge the approach
of the boat or the sound of the motor. This would make picking him from the
water extremely difficult as I would have to stop the boat then run to try
and get hold of the guy or the windsurfer.
I motored very slowly to the windward of the craft and put th e motor into
neutral letting the wind drive me down to him. Finally I was able to clutch
his leg as it trailed out behind him, I slowly pulled him from the hull of
the windsurfer then changed my grip to under his armpits. I was then able to
lift his inert body up to the gunnel of the boat then dragging him into the
safety of my rolling craft. As I pulled him over the side I was able to
study what I had caught, he was a beautiful Asian boy of about 18 years of
age. He was dressed as all windsurfers are in neck to ankle wet suite, but
even this unflattering material did nothing to hide the slender but muscular
body belonging to this guy.  I carried him into the cabin with difficulty
due to the rolling of the boat and very nearly ended up falling overboard
with him in my arms.
Finally he was laid on the bunk still unconscious, so I checked his vital
signs, his pulse was stable and he was breathing regularly so I knew he was
not in any danger but was simply completely exhausted. I thought he would be
more comfortable out of the wet suite as the salt water was drying quickly
in the heat and soon the salt crystals would be irritating his smooth skin.
I rolled him over onto his stomach and unzipped the heavy zipper, as the
suite parted like a pair of large black lips revealing the magnificent
golden hue of his muscular back.
I couldn't help myself as I ran a finger gently down his defined spine, he
moaned softly and I thought he was awake, but no, he seemed to be still out
to it. I rolled him over onto his back and I started peeling the suite off
his muscular shoulders revealing in the feel of his soft smooth skin. The
wet suite slowly revealed his mind blowing chest adorned by large soft
nipples which seemed to glow in the light from the cabin window. As the wet
suite was sliding down further the most beautiful set of abs. came into
view, a perfect six pack was slowly revealed, then a cute navel which looked
so incredibly tongue able.
This boy was an adonis in disguise I was trembling as I slowly peeled the
black clinging material further down till I found the top of a pair of
bright red Speedos. The white cord sexily hung out the top, something that
always turned me on, I continued to expose the hidden treasure. Then the
mound of his penis became visible and it was semi erect lying across his hip
and looked to be at least 6 inches. My mouth watered as I studied this
magnificent male organ, as I studied it the length seemed to increase and
the cock began to lift up straining the slippery smooth red material of his
Speedos. I realised he was now conscious and I raised my head to find him
watching me and smiling.
I was very embarrassed  at having been caught out as I had never been in
this situation before, I was a novice and a complete virgin as far as sex
went, with male or female. He croaked " where are we" his voice dry and
rasping from all the salt he had swallowed while being buffeted by the seas.
I said "you are on board my boat I had to rescue you as you were drifting to
your death miles from shore". I asked him if he would like a drink while he
absorbed this news, he nodded and thanked me for both saving him and a
drink. I poured some cold water from the thermos jug I kept in the cabin, I
moistened his lips then allowed himto sip a little at a time as it was
dangerous to gulp down too much cold water in his condition. While he sipped
the water I peeled the rest of the wet suite off his slender but muscular
legs, which were completely devoid of hair. This guy was so smooth and
supple he was like a dream as he settled back on the bunk, smiling at me. He
had the body of a gymnast, it was absolutely mind blowing.
I then poured some fresh water into a bucket and began to wash the clinging
salt from his body, he let me minister to his body and just lay there
trembling and moaning softly. His penis was throbbing and bouncing on his
stomache as it tented the nylon cover upwards while a large damp spot was
growing where the knob of his cock was standing up trapped by the cord of
his Speedo. He was pumping precum at a great rate, so much was there that it
looked like he had blown a load. I was washing his abdomen when the edge of
my hand brushed the moist material sliding across the visible slit in the
tip of his helmet.
His body nearly leapt off the bunk and he moaned loudly and the trembling
was so much he spilt what water was left in the glass all over his stomach.
I couldn't help it my head lowered and I began to tongue the water as it
dribbled over and around the prominent muscles of his 6 pack which was rigid
as he spasmed. He dropped the glass and seized my head forcing me down to
his rigid throbbing penis, I began to suck the area which was thick with the
salty tasting precum, lapping it up and swallowing the sweet juice. He
writhed and moaned crying out for me to pull his Speedo off and swallow his
hot boner. I fumbled with the cord trying to undo it but due to the
immersion in the sea the knot was too tight, I had to work the togs down off
his hips and over his sweet bubble butt.
My mouth found the throbbing soft but firm knob which was pumping copious
amounts of sweet man juice which I greedily swallowed . My nose reached his
dainty pubic bush as the knob of his cock touched the back of my throat, I
inhaled the sweet smell of his perspiration mixed with the salt from his
immersion in the sea. His hands caressed my blonde hair as he held my head
over his groin, and he whispered "oh yes, you do that so well". I was amazed
as I had never done this before, but he was obviously enjoying my attempt.
His breathing became ragged and heavy as he arched his hips up off the bunk
forcing his prick further into my throat and moaned "I'm cuming". I kept
sucking on his vibrating pole when he arched right off the bunk and began
spasming in my mouth spurting great globs of hot man juice straight from his
balls.
He was filling my mouth over and over as I frantically tried to swallow the
tasty cream which was hitting the back of my throat and dribbling from the
corners of my mouth. The eruption finally slowed to a trickle
Then ceased as he collapsed back onto the bunk panting and shaking like a
leaf. I then released his limp exhausted cock and tongued around his scrotum
liking the cum that had dribbled from my mouth.
He moaned again and arched his back, then spread and raised his knees to
make it easier for me to access his wallnut sized balls as I mouthed each
ball individually.
He spread his legs wider apart and I saw his lovely little rose bud between
the smooth rounded arse cheeks, I had to taste this mystical area. My tongue
tip gently circled the tiny orifice delicately tickling the lips of the
opening, he began to moan louder and was writhing on the bunk frantically,
the tiny petals of the rosebud began to dilate as my tongue pushed further
in. I then wet my finger with saliva and began to gently push it into his
hot moist hole while he groaned and twitched. After some minutes I was able
to implant two fingers then by working them around I was driving him insane
till he screamed for me to fuck him.
I climbed up onto the bunk and he placed his legs over my shoulders and I
gently pushed the crimson head of my penis slowly into the forbidden tunnel.
I stopped once his tight arse ring rolled over my knob and locked itself
around the shaft of my cock. I stayed motionless until he began to push
against my cock as his warm bowel swallowed my throbbing boner till my
scrotum collided with his spine. He started to work his body up and down
drawing me in then pushing me out, after a few minutes of this my ardor took
over and I began to pound him mercilessly   while he grunted and groaned
screaming for me to fill him with my love juice.
His cock was rigid again and standing proudly on his abs which were flexing
as my 9 inch cock pounded in and out of his body. He spasmed and began to
erupt all over his stomach and chest this caused me to fly and I exploded
inside him coating his bowels with millions of wriggling sperm.
We both collapsed breathing hard and feeling his boy juice squishing between
our bare skin. We kissed entwining our tongues and duelling inside our
mouths as we slowly came out of orbit and returned to reality as the boat
was rolling worse than ever .
I then realised while we were obliviously lost in our sexual orgy the wind
had increased to an alarming 40 knots and the seas were now breaking over
the cabin as we rolled almost gunnel under. I quickly jumped up and started
the engine and slowly turned the bow into the wind and headed towards the
shore. The seas were so bad I had to attack them at an angle as they were
powerful enough to pitch pole the boat if I attacked them head on.
My lovely boy was quite terrified by the size and force of these huge
breakers that snarled and spat huge gouts of spray and spume at our small
boat. He was sitting on the step into the cabin clutching my leg and
trembling with fear. I said "don't worry we will make it in because as we
get closer in it will calm down". He smiled tentatively and said "I hope so
I don't want to lose you now I've found you". I was stunned and exalted at
the same time as I had never had anyone show me affection other than my
parents. He moved closer to me and stretched up to kiss my penis as it swung
back and forth with the gyrations of the boast. I then knew I had found the
person I wished to share my life with. As we neared the shore it was calm
enough for my lover to dress me and himself before we entered the marina.
We reached the marina and tied the boat up to the floating dock , leaving it
there for the fork lift to lift it from the water and place it into the
storage rack. I led my boy up to my car and we drove away as the sun set on
the wind tortured waters where we had sealed our love. That was 25 years ago
and we are still just as much in love today as we were then.