Written by A Week of Sea and Intrigue, Every Day a Surprise.
Experience by: Paul Lazo
Category: Experience + Fiction
Date: 02/02/23
What I'm about to tell you happened recently and hasn't happened again, although I confess I would love it to. I look forward to the day luck puts me in a situation that arouses me so much for so many days. I won't beat around the bush.Last summer, my girlfriend suggested spending a week at the beach at her friend's house. It seemed like a good plan, more friends would join, and the hostess was dating a local guy. They hadn't been dating long, and I didn't know him well, but she assured me he had some alternative activities to avoid being in the sun all day like a lizard.
On the first day, I realized the mistake. Everyone was eager for the beach, and I was bored with so much towel. I told them I was going for a walk to the town, but no one joined, so I slung the backpack over my shoulder with a T-shirt, phone, wallet, and a water bottle and walked along the shore until I reached the harbor.
I walked among the boats for a while; many had already set sail, the sea was flat as a board. If I had one of those boats, I would surely be out at sea too. At the end of the pier, I saw one that caught my eye. It wasn't very big or luxurious, but it was all wood. I decided to get closer to take a better look. Upon arrival, I saw a man on board squatting, half of his body inside a narrow hole, probably fixing some breakdown. He suddenly emerged and as he did, he looked up and caught me staring at him. He was around 50, fit, and quite tanned from the sun. In his hands, a wrench and a screwdriver. He stood still, looking at me with curiosity. Impossible to hide.
- Hi - I said quite awkwardly, standing there like a rabbit caught in the headlights of a car. - Nice boat - I added to make a complete fool of myself. It slipped out of my mouth, but I felt I had to say something to get out of that uncomfortable situation. It was too late to pretend.
- Thank you very much - he quickly replied and after a sigh added - You probably wouldn't think that if you had to fix all its breakdowns - he said, shading his eyes with his hand to look at me.
He seemed like a nice guy. He stood up and as if I wasn't there, he approached the bridge and pressed a button, several times, without anything seeming to happen.
- Hey, would you mind giving me a hand, it'll only take a second.
So, I found myself suddenly on the boat, pressing that button every time he asked from inside that hole where he was still tinkering and not knowing what strange mechanism I should set in motion. The situation seemed quite comical. I could only see his backside, bent over as he was, occasionally saying "push it," "don't push it."
I let out a laugh that he heard. He came out and laughed back.
- Don't be a jerk, I know why you're laughing. Push the button one more time. - he specified, smiling.
I laughed, pressed again, and a buzzing sound started, like a fan or something.
- Finally! Fixed. You can stop staring at my backside now - he joked to tease me. - Thank you very much, it may seem little to you, but you saved me a good while, and with this heat, it's appreciated.
I was about to leave the boat when he suddenly added,
- Do you have anything to do now? I was thinking of going for a swim, a quick one. Would you like to join?
Of course, I wanted to.
We didn't venture far from the harbor; besides, that boat was nice but not fast. He put on some music, and we chatted leisurely. He told me he was an architect and laughing, he confessed he liked the boat more than sailing, but his family didn't even like the boat, although it was a good excuse to escape from the beach or the pool.
- An expensive excuse - I joked - but if I could, I would do the same as you.
He stopped the engine.
-Into the water- he ordered, while without a second thought, he took off his swimsuit and dove naked into the water.
I was a bit taken aback. I wasn't sure if that was what I was supposed to do. He noticed.
-Do as you wish - he said from the water - I take it off because it's a pain to be with a wet swimsuit afterwards.
I undressed and dove headfirst into the water. Before resurfacing, I opened my eyes, looked down at the dark blue bottom, and saw my waist and my penis glistening. It was as white in that area as the reflective signs on a road. I surfaced with a smile.
-What a delight! - I exclaimed, unable to contain my excitement.
We spent some time in the water until he suggested having a beer. Turns out, what he had fixed was a cooler, and he said there was no better way to know if it worked well.
He came out, dried himself with a towel, leaving it wrapped around his waist. He handed me another one, and I did the same. Between sips, we chatted for a while. I told him I had come there with my girlfriend and some friends, that I was bored at the beach, and that the only other guy seemed to enjoy the beach as much as they did.
-What a shame! - he replied - but I understand. To avoid getting bored, I come here for a while in the afternoons. It's my moment, you know? It's like a vacation within the vacation, and the moments I enjoy the most. And mind you, I have a great time with the family. But here, I'm neither a father, nor a husband, nor an architect, nothing. Total freedom. - and he interrupted himself - I'm sure this all sounds like gibberish to you, forget it.
- What happens in Las Vegas stays in Las Vegas - he laughed, with his eyes fixed on mine, as he removed the towel from his waist and took a sip of beer.
I choked. I didn't expect that reaction, nor was I sure if I was understanding what was happening correctly. I coughed a couple of times and trying to hide my confusion, I asked him if there was time for another dip. He said yes as he put on his dry swimsuit again. I, naked, dove back into the water.
While swimming, I tried to sort out my thoughts. Had he made a move? Or had he just removed the towel to put on his swimsuit? Most likely, but his image, naked in front of me, raising the beer to his lips... had he noticed that I looked at his penis? I couldn't help it. It was curiosity; the guy did sports, had a well-toned body, muscles in his shoulders and chest were defined, and his waist hinted at abs. But what caught my attention, even if only for a moment, a fatal moment because he surely got the wrong impression, was his penis. Slightly larger than mine, also uncircumcised, surrounded by a bit of hair, neatly trimmed.
I grabbed the ladder to get out of the water and realized it wasn't the best moment. I had gotten an erection without realizing it. What was happening to me? Why was I so aroused by that situation? And at the same time, Who says he made a move? Do you want to make a fool of yourself? Do you think this is the same as when you masturbated as a kid with friends watching porn? Those last questions were enough for me to be able to get out of the water without problems.
The guy was lying in the sun on a large mat at the front of the boat. The bow, I remembered later that it was called. He had opened another beer.
-Take another one if you want - he said without opening his eyes.
I convinced myself I had built up a tremendous scenario. Just as he had done before, I put on my swimsuit, grabbed another beer from the cooler, and lay down on the same mat next to him, but keeping enough distance... I felt some relief, but also a strange excitement inside. What could have been wrong with trying something sexual with another guy? Besides, the situation could be just as intriguing for him; after all, I wasn't bad-looking, I had been doing sports all my life, and I knew people found me attractive. Even more than one guy had flirted with me before, although I didn't show interest in any. Of course, I had never been naked on a boat drinking beers, and as he had said, having a vacation within the vacation.We fell silent. I opened my eyes slightly and glanced at him furtively. He still had his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling gently with his calm breathing. My eyes passed over his abdomen, and like a kid who knows he's doing something forbidden, I looked below the waistband of his swimsuit to discover that his package was noticeably bulging. I closed my eyes, my penis started to rise. Within five seconds, I felt it pushing against the fabric of the swimsuit.
- Don't let him notice, please. Don't let him notice - I pleaded as I opened my eyes again with even more caution than before, to discover that it was already too late. Indeed, he noticed. He was looking at me and smiling. There was nothing to do. Impossible to hide.
- Well, well, look at us - And he said it with such naturalness and good humor that my heart, which was about to escape from my chest, regained its normal beat.
- Don't worry - he added, closing his eyes again - It's rare that I come alone and don't end up jerking off.
It was time for me to contribute and not look like a kid.
- Go ahead, it's your boat - I replied without moving - I won't see anything I haven't done before. - and I smiled, trying not to let my lip tremble, pretending to be calm that had definitively gone overboard.
He sat up slightly and turned his head from side to side to make sure there were no other boats nearby. Satisfied, he lay back down and started to stroke his package