When I awoke, the boat had warmed up substantially and I was covered in sweat. I groggily walked to the galley and grabbed a bagel and some juice, consuming it rapidly. The sun greeted me rudely as I walked through the cabin door and out into the deck of the boat. My eyes were still adjusting a bit to the light, but I didn't see my Father anywhere around me. Then suddenly I noticed a boat anchored about 100 yards to the left of us. I suddenly felt very naked. It was a bit longer than our twenty-five footer, and more of an "open fisherman" style boat where the console is in the center of the boat and there is only a metal frame and taught canvas tarp covering it. Fishing poles jutted from their holders on either side of the boats stern, and in between were two large outboard motors, 225 hp each.
I quickly snapped out of my stupor and ran forward in the cabin to grab my shorts. When I came back out, I saw two snorkeled divers in between our boats. One appeared to be my Dad and the other, I ascertained, must have been our visitor. The sun was getting high in the sky so I figured it most be pretty late in the morning. I was hot, so I dove in and swam toward them.
As I neared them, my Dad waved and, treading water said, "Well, good morning! Looks like you crashed pretty hard last night. This is Evan. He works with me at the hospital." I waved over to him feebly.
"Hey there. Nice to meet you. Looks like you found a nice spot over here!" he said.
"Yeah, it's pretty nice," I said. I dove underwater to cool off some more. They swam over to our sailboat and then I noticed they had a mesh bag each as they climbed aboard. Curious, I swam over to the side and got in as well. When I stepped aboard, I noticed two things: My Father had a bathing suit on, and they had just caught several lobsters. "Nice!" I said.
"Yeah, we found a bunch under some rocks near my boat over there. We'll probably cook'em up tonight. Sound good?" Evan said. I looked over at my Dad and he said, "Yeah, I invited him over here for the day and told him where we'd be. Just a guy's getaway. That ok with you?"
"Yeah, that's fine," I said. I was a little disappointed after what had transpired last night, but lobsters would be good too.
I looked at Evan and my Dad talking as I say up on the bow of the boat. They were drinking beer and chatting it up. Evan was a little taller than my dad, very tan and thinner. He had flowing dirty blonde hair that swept back and was kept in place behind his ears. He looked a couple years younger than my Dad and had more of an athletic physique. We had a canopy that could be pulled up over the stern of the boat, and the worked to get it put together. I decided to swim for a bit and left the guys on the boat. I normally can't be kept out of the water for long, but I started getting wrinkled and hungry, so I got out and had a sandwich with my Dad and Evan.
"You wanna come see my boat?" he asked. "It's got some pretty good power behind it."
"Sure," I said, with my mouth full.
"He and I spent the whole day without clothes yesterday, Evan. It was great, especially as hot as it was," said my Father. I swallowed hard.
"Sounds great. I told you that's the way to do it out here. I'm glad to see you guys loosening up like that. As a matter of fact, what's keeping us from doing it now?" he said. I was frozen as he stood and quickly yanked down his shorts. His cock sprang free. He clearly had done this quite a bit. He had no tan lines at all and even his dick seemed tan. It was shaved, and unlike my Dad, circumcised. It was also quite big, easily as big as my Father's huge cock. It was clean looking and smooth as it limply pointed to the floor. Next, my Dad followed suit and pulled his trunks off, tossing them to the side. His cock flopped freely and he sat back down. They both looked at me and I felt their pressure. I stood and pulled my swimsuit down and then the three of us sat back down.
