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Matthew at Sea

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 30 Jun 2001 1 comments
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by Keyman Some of you may remeber my February descrition of the my first time with Matthew in school. It wasn't the last and I thought I might share another story of ours. The next year, during spring break, Matthew invited me to join him and his family on their sailboat. They were going to be sailing around the Bahamas for ten days and I couldn't pass up the chance even though I had never set foot on a boat large enough to have beds. I leapt at the chance and agreed. I called home, and since my family wasn't going to be doing anything more exciting than repainting the dinning room, I was releieved to hear my parents agree to foot the airfare. However, I suddenly realized what I thought I had done. I had already thought I was going to spend two weeks without Matthew while at home and now I saw myself trapped in a smal space with him and his family for ten days and I knew we would have no time alone. For someone who had had regular physical contact for the last 15 months, being this close and unable to touch was going to be torture. However, it was now too late. the plane tickets were bought. Two nights before we were to leave, I voiced my concern to Matthew. He was hunched over a book at his desk and I leaned over and kissed his neck. "Not now..I'm studying" "But it may be our last chance. We aren't going to have anytime on the boat." He turned his face to me, pulled mine down, kissed me, and said I didn't have to worry. We would have plenty of time. He was right. What I didn't know was that his father liked to fish and his mother and sisters liked to shop and go to the beach. Almost every day, once we arrived wherever we were, and all these years later I have no idea where we were or how we got there, his father would load his sisters and mother into this tiny little boat and take them ashore and then go off fishing. Partly beacuse the four of them almost made the little boat sink and partly because Matthew was was bored by fishing and beaching, he usually stayed on board the sailboat. Now, with me, there really was no way for all of us to fit into that little boat so we stayed alone, very alone, on baord the boat. We both liked to read and we spent most of these times lying about under a canvas tent like thing doing nothing but reading and munching on either fruit or each other. The first day this happened I was wound up tight from the exctitement of being on this cool sailboat and from the idea of finally being alone with Matthew. We waved goodbye as his family headed away and then decided to go for a swim. I had my trunks on and was about to step over to the ladder when Matthew said "Like that?" and pointed to my bathing suit. I didn't know what he meant at first but it became clear when he puled his off and grinned. He was astounding. He had no tan line yet his skin was smooth, taught and covered with a soft blond fur. Even at 18, he had plenty of chest hair and a beautiful trail down to a thick nest. I pulled mine off in an instant and started over to him, but he was standing by the edge and just stepped over the edge into the water. I followed and we swam and played for what had to have been an hour. Then he swam up to me and treading water, kiseed me and said it was time to get out. We swam to the ladder and I as he climed out I put my hands around him on and grabbed the ladder. Just as his ass passed my face, I pulled myself in and buried my face in his ass. My tongue darted out and licked up and down several times. He laughed a little and sat back a little. Now I could reach his hole and I slurped accross it. Reaching with my tongue. Kissing. Then suddenly he was up the ladder and looking back down at me. His cock was hard as a rock and he was dripping wet. I bounded up the ladder and grabbed him. I kissed and hugged him, letting my hnads wipe the water from his back and ass. There were huge cushioned seats along the sides and he pushed me back down on one, his body lying on top of me. He liked to kiss my neck and he was soon working his way back and forth from ear to ear. He moved down and began to suck and nibble at my nipples. I held his hed to me and let him work his tongue from side to side. He sat up and tok his cock in his hand and began to stroke it slowly. I reached, moved his hand to mine and took over stroking his. He was amazing, knealing on either side of me and grinning down at me. I closed my eyes and let the feeling of his hands on my cock and balls wash over me like the breeze. We stayed like that for a few minutes, each lost in the fun. He moved and sat on the edge of the bench. I sat up and knelt down in front of him. His cock sttod out and I closed my mouth over the head. Then sinking down I sucked and licked his cock while teasing his balls with my hand. He moaned softly and blew his load down my throat. I slurped for a few moments more making sure I got it all before taking my lips off his cock. I sat back on the other side and he returned the favor, while I ran my fingers through his blonde curls. After sucking me dry, he sat up and we laugherd at my worries about being alone. Every day, for nine days, we had a whole morning to ourselves and since we shared a tiny closet like cabin, we even had nights, although those required stealth. Once again, Matthew, I am in the Alumni directory. Where did you go after U of M?