Date: Fri, 08 Mar 2002 16:28:26 -0500
From: redwheels <redwheels@subdimension.com>
Subject: Key West Feeling

Key West Feeling

by red wheels (formerly ultf113)
Spring 2002

Barely moving his enormous wings, a weathered brown and
maple-bark grey pelican glided by our sailboat.  We heard
the wind slip softly against his feathers.  He passed just 8
feet away from the port side, inches above his winged shadow
cast deep into the warm, gentle sea.  Kneeling behind me,
Danny gave me a kiss under my right ear and continued
rubbing sunscreen on my back.  I felt the warm April sun on
my slender body and took another breath of fresh Gulf air.
Another joyous day in Key West.

"I see you two are getting along", said Jules, our
fiftysomething captain.  "God, if you had any idea what
you're both doing to me..."  The captain leaned back in his
canvas chair.

I smiled and touched my hand to Danny's as he slid up to my
left shoulder.

"Just being sun-smart," joked Danny.  He was so wonderful.
We planned to spend the day sunning and swimming from the
boat.  Wearing only speedos and sunglasses, of course.  It
was so nice to be down here again, where I could meet cute
guys, relax, and be totally myself.  I was out in Atlanta,
of course, but the days passed so much nicer here.  The
colorful harbor buildings and palm trees looked so pretty
from this far away.

Anthony, Jules' husband, first mate, and ship's cook, came
up from below and called out in his expressively Gay voice,

"Grilled Fish and croissants okay for lunch everyone?"

"How about hot dogs and bananas?", said Danny.

"Sorry sweetie, you'll just have to go back to shore for
that or... use your imagination."

"Awwww.  We'll be okay, I think.  All done, Garret," said
Danny.  I turned and thanked him.

"And a... thorough job it was.  Thanks."

I put my fingers to the slanted blue and white stripes of
our beach towel and turned around for his turn.  Instead of
sitting beach-style, Danny began to lie down.  He quickly
moved his legs to softly touch the front of my speedo with
his feet.

Smiles and a moment suspended in the breeze.  He slowly
curled his big toe down and pressed the top of my shaft.  I
took a breath.  Evidently he liked me.

"Start with the feet eh?", I asked.

"If you please, Garret."  That brilliant smile.

Since Danny and I hit it off having breakfast at the hotel
my first day, I invited him along for 3 days of sailing.
His black, full hair was professionally styled for maximum
beauty.  His tanned face was so friendly.  His brown
eyes--what innocence and good spirits they revealed.  We
were both 25.  I looked forward to knowing him more,
hopefully long-term.

I moved so he could fully stretch out.  God, this was SO
much better than fighting traffic back home.  I decorated my
new friend's shaved legs with smooth white lines and drops
of sunscreen.

"God, I can't TAKE this!", said Jules with a laugh.  He
exhaled.  "Ah, to be young again."

I looked over to Jules.  We gently smiled to acknowledge
what a nice atmosphere was developing.  I got up and went
around Danny so Jules could watch us continue.  Jules nodded
to say thanks.

I rubbed the oily white formula onto Danny's firm, nicely
shaped legs.  The sun rose higher and beat down on us as I
spread the perfumed liquid wider and wider, over Danny's
thighs especially.  I looked over to Jules and silently
laughed and raised an eyebrow as I moved my fingers closer
to the edge of Danny's speedo.

I saw Jules wipe a touch of drool from his open mouth, then
stroke his neatly trimmed white beard to distract me.  He
knew I saw and smiled over anyway to confess.

"Danny dear," I said, my gay accent kicking in.

"Yes?"

"It would be easier if you spread your legs for the next
part."

"Oh?  Okay.  Be sure to get complete coverage."  Danny moved
his toned arms and rested his head in his hands.  The way
the muscles of his smoothly-shaved chest moved was
incredible.

Danny scissored his legs apart, and I freely spread extra
sunscreen two inches inside his speedo.  I didn't touch his
growing dick, but held both hands as close as I could for
ten happy seconds.

I moved lower, being extra sure to completely cover his
inner thighs and the entire accessibly convex area inside
the narrowest zone of spandex.  There.  The fronts of his
legs were done.  I didn't want him to turn over yet, so I
lifted his left leg and slowly finished that side of his
ass.  With another handful of cream, I finished the back of
Danny's long, smooth legs.

"On to the top," I said.

Anthony emerged from the hatch.  Jules waved him over to sit
and watch.

"Hmm.  Looks like we've got an audience," said Danny.

"Hm," I said, getting started again.  I squeezed the light
yellow bottle and drew a spiral of white on Danny's chest
and narrow waist.

"Oh.  My.  God," said Anthony in a half whisper.

"What?  What's happening?" said Danny, pretending to be
alarmed.

"Just a... little situation over here, my boy," said
Anthony.  "None of your concern.  Just... keep doing what
you were doing.  Pretend like we aren't here.  Even though
we are."  Jules and Anthony held hands and leaned together,
enjoying our show.  Maybe thinking back on their early years
of discovery.  Seeing Danny's youthful, sunlit body caressed
so lovingly must have made them hard and happy.  Perhaps
spellbound.

I let the spiral ooze and spread on its own while I worked
on Danny's handsome face.  I took his orange mirrored
sunglasses off and gently painted him, taking my time,
learning his delicate ears and gently navigating down his
neck.  We were really connected now.  The way he looked up
at me, so full of trust and understanding...  I could feel
that melting weakness begin in my soul.  Key West!

I placed his shades back on.  What the hell.  I climbed on
top of him and sat down, gently, speedo to colorful speedo.
I looked back to our hosts and saw them watching with such
enthusiastic expressions of fascinated good will.

Feeling Danny... rising and pressed to me...  Oh.  Nice nice
nice.  But, I had a lot left to do.  I began rubbing his
chest, firmly, with both hands.  I felt his pecs harden and
quiver as he became more and more and more slippery with
cream.

Anthony's cell phone rang.  He fumbled with it and hung up
halfway through the second gleep.

"Sorry about that Garret.  I really should leave this thing
back home when we're meeting new friends out here."

"Perfectly all right, my good man," I said.  "We're fine."
A little plan developed in my mind.

Leaving Danny's abs and upper speedo for last, I slowed
down, spreading and coating his arms and shoulders with
sunscreen.  It felt so right to explore his bare arm pits
and reach my fingers back behind.  I lovingly massaged the
lotion into the sides of his ribs, and Danny responded with
sexy shrugs to give my fingers room near the soft towel.

I moved his hands above his navel.  We were going to do this
part together.  Raising the soft plastic bottle 3 feet, I
squeezed out a couple dozen drops, waving the bottle so they
landed on a wide area.  Doing his soft hands, feeling the
slippery grease coat our fingers, I coaxed Danny into
action.

Guiding gently, I used his hands to spread cream around his
abs.  Not touching his speedo yet.  Getting close, curving
back higher.  Alllmost touching, then sliding away.  I
lifted his hands to my thighs.  He breathed, his glistening
chest rising and falling.  He made little circling motions
on my thighs.  Ahhhh.  Danny was so nice.

"Okay, how 'bout lunch?" said Anthony.

Danny couldn't help but begin laughing.  I sat atop him,
feeling so happy.  I was trembling a little, so aware of my
physical/emotional/sexual feelings in this lucky situation.
Another pelican flew over our ship.  My eyes drank in
Danny's supple masculine glory.  I swallowed, my heart
beating faster... realizing we had become... deeply involved
now.

I lifted my hips and leaned down to give Danny a soft kiss
on the lips.  Mmmmm.  A slower, firmer kiss.  A touch of my
left fingertips to caress his cheek as I rose to sit like
before.

I took a calm breath.  Drew one thin white liquid line a
half inch above his speedo.  I waited and we watched each
other breathe fresh air.  I slowly rubbed my hands together.

The instant before I touched the cream line, I felt an
electric current surge into my fingers.  I curled my fingers
back for a second, took a breath, and touched down again.
Just like before, the lotion spread around.  Side to side,
not even brushing the string-line of Danny's suit.  Then I
reached in, with one finger, to lift... lift the spandex and
spread the lotion in, one half fingernail-length underneath.

I pulled my lips in and rubbed them together.  Danny's hands
moved down to my outer thighs.  His lips were 1/3d open.  I
blinked slowly.  His thumbs pressed in and circled.  I
smiled, loving his natural touch.

"Mmmmm.  Danny Danny Danny," I said exhaling.

I reached deeper into his speedos with my thumbs, ever so
slowly spreading sunscreen out from the soft, loosely tied
white nylon bow.  I had to lean forward to turn my right
hand around.  Just enough to reach my index finger down,
rubbing closer, further inside his suit.

No pubic hair.  Smooth sailing.  I slid in to feel the
rounded base of his penis.

"Hm."

Danny looked up with a full smile.

"The things you find out about someone," I said.

I undid his drawstring.  Scrunched the fabric down his bare
skin.  One, two, three... three and a half inches down.  For
the sunscreen.  Slipping my fingertips over and across him.
Oh Danny.  How I adored thee.

I wasn't going to have sex with him there in front of Jules
and Anthony.  But I was happy to take things this far.  I
left his speedo half-down and took the time to make sure
Danny's arms, embracing-with-me-tonight arms, were fully
protected from Mr. Sun.

I pulled his suit back up and carefully retied the string.
We sat there together for a few moments.

"My back?" asked Danny.

"Certainly," I said.

I got up, then sat down gently a half second later to keep
Danny prisoner one moment longer.  He clicked his tongue and
inhaled in playful annoyance.  I moved back to kneel.  Danny
stood and stretched.  He was so hot.  So buff.

"Well I'll be getting lunch ready now guys," said Anthony,
getting up.  "Thanks for... being here.  We always like
relaxed customers."

"Yeah, thanks guys," said Jules.  "I'll go down and help."

They kissed briefly.  Jules reached around and patted
Anthony's back as they went down to the galley.

Danny sat down, presenting his tanned back to me.  I kissed
the side of his face and whispered,

"I love you!"

Four sleek grey dolphins swam close, their quick breaths
sounding so clear as waves lapped along the hull.  They
looked up at us from the clear sparkling water.  Circled our
boat a few times, miracles of grace, control, and speed.
Our intense contact fading back into friendly companionship,
I lovingly finished Danny's sunscreen.  Hopefully, the first
of many happy days together.
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