Evan and I anchored his boat nearby the sailboat, and we both swam back over to it. My head was swimming as much as my body was. The things I had experienced in the past twenty four hours were almost too much to process. I had now experienced sexual relations with my Dad and another adult. Two guys before I even had any experience with girls. I wasn't complaining, but the sensory overload was stifling. As I climbed aboard the boat, my Dad asked, "How did you like it?" I wasn't sure if he was talking about the boat or what I had just done with Evan. I assumed and hoped he meant the former.
"It's real nice. Pretty fast. There's a cool reef on the other side of the island," I said. I walked toward the bow and laid out on the deck. The sensual excitement I'd been experiencing was draining, and I wanted a little nap to recharge my batteries. My Dad and Evan sat in the stern and talked about hospital things as I drifted off to sleep.
I woke to the sound of pots clanking in the cabin. Rubbing my eyes, I stood and walked toward the cabin. I still hadn't completely gotten used to being naked full time, so I would always look around the area to make sure no new boats or visitors had suddenly arrived. In the cabin, Evan and my Father were cooking dinner. I could see a couple lobsters cooking in a large pot on the small galley stove. The spread looked great. They asked me to get the utensils out and some drinks. They were having beer and insisted that I have some as well. I had never liked the taste before, bit this wasn't to bad.
Dinner turned out well. I hadn't had lobster in a while and we had a surplus of it. The two older guys had several beers each and kept them coming toward me as well. My teenage body wasn't used to alcohol and after two beers, I was pretty well sauced. We stumbled out to the stern and they kept on having some beer from the cooler. Dad had an apron on from when he was cooking. He took it off, showing off his limp, but still well-endowed tool.
Sitting here naked with the two of them, having beer with them; it felt like being an adult and less like the tag-along younger guy I'd been used to feeling like all my life. Even though I had just turned eighteen, and was technically an adult now, I wasn't a very big guy, and had the features of someone younger than I actually was. The beer made me feel confident of myself as well. My Dad commented on the look on my face and smiling, said, "Well, I think we're going to have to cut you off. Your Mother would have a fit if she saw you right now."
I responded, "I think she'd have a bigger fit if she saw all of us together right now." Evan and my Dad laughed out loud at the truism. "So," my Dad started, "did you guys have fun out on the ocean side today?"
"Oh yeah, it was great. Evan showed me the reef over there and said there's lots of dolphin around."
"Yes, there sure are. There are lots of things to see and do over there. Did you two do anything else over there?" he asked. I glanced over at Evan. He was grinning at me mischievously. His hand moved subtly over to his penis and he stroked it lightly. It began to swell in his hand. "Well, we just talked about some stuff. He showed me how to drive the boat," I said. I caught myself divulging a bit and attempted to lead him off the subject. It was clear that it wouldn't work.
