Lucky Escape by justjames17

Lucky Escape
by: justjames17

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Geoffrey was on holidays, it was summer and he loved fishing, borrowing his dad's boat he headed out over the dangerous bar at Narooma. The tide was high and it was slack water so the usually treacherous entrance was passive as he cruised out to sea through the dual breakwaters, the sea was gently heaving and looked like a mirror reflecting the huge white puff balls of clouds sailing serenely above, Geoff looked forward to a pleasant day's fishing out near Montague Island.

The boat glided across the gently heaving sea, its white wake like a bride's veil trailing behind across the blue surface, he turned on the sounder as he approached the North end of the island, his presence disturbing the fur seal colony as he motored slowly along searching the depths for signs of kingfish holding over the rough pinnacles of the reef. The screen was empty of fish sign not even the usual schools of baitfish to be seen, Geoff decided to pull out the plastic lilo from the cabin. He anchored the boat and wearing just his striped boxers he lowered the floatation device over the side with the idea of paddling across to the island for a closer look at the seals.

In his haste to anchor his fastening of the rope left a lot to be desired but as it was a windless day he wasn't overly fussed, he launched himself onto the floating air bed water slopped over it saturating him then he began paddling towards the island. Geoff didn't realize the tide was beginning to run gradually building force, the current pressing against the boat's hull caused the anchor warp to slip off the bollard and the rope began to run out as the boat moved with the current heading North. Geoff's progress towards the island slowed as he began to fight the current and he began to turn back but found the boat was now a good distance away he saw the floating white anchor rope trailing forlornly on the surface and realized his terrible error.

The wind now picked up blowing from the South catching the boat's canopy which acted like a sail and the boat surged away at a faster rate, Geoff paddled like crazy trying to get back on board but it was useless and his arms began to tire rapidly as he watched the boat bob away into the distance. Geoff was too tired to fight the current and lay there on the lilo cursing his stupidity and crying tears of frustration as the sun burned onto his almost naked body.

The long afternoon dragged on and slowly Geoff lost sight of land as he was carried out to sea on the current, gulls hovered above the strange object wondering if it was edible but Geoff's languid movements scared them off.

The sun lowered in the sky as the sea kicked up by the wind buffeted the air bed dousing Geoff continually with sea water, he was wet, sun burnt and shivering all at the same time, his mind numb with the knowledge he was going to die all alone drifting on the Tasman Sea. As darkness hid the pitiful sight Geoff' became colder and colder as his wet shaking body chilled from the water and wind, hypothermia was setting in his brain slowed as he lay shivering like a jelly as his body tried to warm up.

The night was a torture and as daylight broke Geoff was almost comatose, the sun rose lighting the sea and the tiny floating object that was Geoff on his air mattress, the gulls patrolling searching the sea for food saw him and circled gradually getting lower and lower to the inert object bobbing about on the undulating ocean. Geoff's arms dangled limply in the water waving about as the seas swept past, the most adventurous gulls swooped down landing beside the floating object. The gulls orange legs paddled it closer and closer as its beady eyes watched the still form, it was almost touching the arm floating in the water its cousins above squawking loudly above. The bird quickly pecked at the hand that bobbed beside it, the sudden pain caused Geoff to open his red salt irritated eyes as he weakly flapped his hand at the bird which squawked loudly in annoyance and rejoined its mates above.

The sun rising higher began to warm Geoff's body and restored a little more life, he gingerly rolled himself onto his back to warm his front, as the heat bored into his crotch it awoke his limp dick causing it to grow and stiffen. "Damn," Thought Geoff, "At least my cock is still capable."

He reached down and cupped it in his hand causing it to twitch and stiffen even more, Geoff mumbled, "I might as well toss off I mightn't get another opportunity."

He pulled up the leg of his boxers exposing his big gonads and his stiff dick, he began to wank gently at first enjoying the sensation as he slowly stimulated himself. Gradually his action sped up till he was trembling and jerking causing the lilo to bobble under him, his body responded and his large balls tightened relentlessly. Gasping for air he tensed up, his erection pulsed and throbbed before releasing his sperm in a gush that sprayed out and spattered all over his tensed torso and into the sea. Geoff wilted and lay limp and panting as he licked the rich juice from his wrinkled hand and fingers. "At least its some sustenance," he thought as he swilled the tasty sperm about his parched mouth.

The burning sun bored down on the distressed man as he drifted on and on, further and further away from land, a tiny speck on the azure blue sea, Geoff was becoming delirious as he drifted in and out of consciousness. The continual submersion caused his skin to wrinkle like a prune as it also turned crimson from the hot burning sun, Geoff knew he was going to die a terrible death, he was starving hungry and dehydrated, his thirst raging in his body as the long hot day dragged on. The molten glowing orb of the sun lowered in the west and as it did his hot baked body began to cool once again as the water slopped about him on the flimsy bobbing airbed.

Darkness descended once again, Geoff wondered in his delirium if he'd see another dawn as he lay shivering drifting in the darkness, he began to hallucinate in his misery and saw imaginary ships passing close by, their lights reflecting off the dark waters. His hoarse weak wails for help wasted in the empty darkness, Geoff passed out once again and bobbing about like flotsam continued drifting through the night.

Next morning found Geoff still alive, if only barely, his brain was beginning to shut down as were many of his organs, he lay inert drool leaking from his parted lips as wavelets splashed over his body. He was close to death and in brief moments of sanity he was contemplating rolling off the lilo and sinking into the peaceful depths below. Unseen a large offshore game fishing boat was trawling along the Continental shelf, some 25 miles off shore when its skipper, steering from the fly bridge noticed something ahead, the object was appearing and disappearing as it bobbed on the swells.

He called down to his deckhand and the paying client, "Stuart bring in the lines and get ready with the boat hook I'm about to approach something floating way out here. Sorry Doctor Harcourt but we must interrupt the fishing."

Stuart a young bronzed lad quickly cranked in the lures then grabbed the boat hook and asked which side would it be, "Starboard lad, I'll maneuver so it comes alongside so be ready to hook onto it."

The sleek cruiser slowed, its white fiberglass hull easing through the water, its twin diesels rumbling under the deck as it almost drifted to where Geoff bobbed about. The boat closely approached bumping the lilo as it bobbed along the gleaming hull, Stuart hooked onto the mattress holding it alongside as the skipper slid down the steps and hurried to help him. They steered the airbed to the marlin board across the stern, the skipper opened the small hatch and stepped out onto the awash board bending down and gently grasping the limp body lifting it in his strong arms before stepping back onto the deck of the launch.

He gently lowered the limp body into the game chair where the doctor had been seated; Geoff's body slumped looking lifeless as the doctor moved in to check for a pulse. Faint and light it was but Geoff was still alive, he nodded to the crew, "He is alive but is in a bad way he needs to be out of the sun but kept warm, he needs water due to dehydration."

The skipper carried Geoff's limp body into the cabin laying him gently on a bunk; he pulled a blanket around the lad as he admired the obvious bulge in his boxers. Stuart stood in the cabin watching his boss and lover attending to Geoff, he whispered, "Well hung bloke isn't he boss?"

The skipper looked over his shoulder and replied, "He certainly is Stuart, he's bigger than both of us down there."

The doctor appeared with a bucket of warm fresh water and said, "You need to wash the salt off him or he'll develop ulcers."

The skipper nodded and said, "Stuart can we rely on you to bathe him thoroughly while I head back to base?"

Stuart nodded smiling, he thought that it would be fun stripping the unconscious bloke and washing him like a baby, "Sure thing boss, I'll do it no problems."

The skipper and doctor headed up the steps onto the fly bridge as Stuart began gently removing Geoff's saturated boxers, there in front of him was the fullest ball bag he'd ever seen, it was the size of a baseball and smooth almost hairless. The tube of the cock wasn't gigantic only about the size of his own nestling in the damp bush of black pubes, he reached out and gently grasped those mighty nads feeling them and rolling them in his fingers admiring their size and wondering how much juice they held. Geoff in his semi coma felt the gentle touch and a faint moan emitted from his slightly parted cracked lips.

Stuart held those delicate orbs in his warm hand as he began bathing Geoff's naked body with its red peeling sunburned flesh, Geoff's body began to respond and his shrunken schlong started to grow and stiffen automatically until he had a full blown 7.5inch erection. Stuart was amazed at the growth of that amazing man hood his eyes watched it pulse and jerk as he gently washed Geoff's torso. Geoff came around with a groan, his eyelids flickered and opened his eyes blank at first slowly began to show life, his buttocks tensed making his cock flex and stiffen as Stuart began to lick his knob.

Geoff moaned throatily and Stuart's eyes flicked up to his face wondering if the bloke was in pain, he saw not pain but a mixture of pleasure and lust beginning to form on his red peeling puffy face. Geoff was back fully alert even though exhausted physically and mentally but the gentle tongue on his cock was awakening powerful urges that he couldn't resist or control. He concentrated hard and worked some saliva into his dry mouth then croaked, "That feels awesome."

Stuart smiled up his body at him and slowly slid Geoff's dong inside his mouth rubbing the soft glans on the silky moist inside of his cheek making sure Geoff could see his cock pushing out his cheek. Geoff groaned and his cock throbbed hard, Stuart began to swirl his tongue about the sensitive cock head sending shivers through Geoff. Geoff began to pant as his battered body flexed and shook; Stuart sucked harder and faster soon bringing those aching loaded balls close to bursting.

Geoff tensed up, every muscle bulging tautly as his bright red peeling face rolled about on the bunk, Stuart couldn't tell if it was the sunburn or his excitement but he felt that wondrous wand swelling in his maw as he deep throated Geoff's cock. Geoff's body was out of control even if he'd had the energy to try controlling his urge to ejaculate he wouldn't have done so; this was too exciting and incredibly fantastically pleasurable as his huge overloaded nuts wrenched up tight squeezing into his groin achingly before they released their pent up load explosively. His climax chocked Stuart as the flood of thick sweet sperm filled his mouth and flooded his gullet in powerful unstoppable gushes.

Stuart swallowed Geoff's gift hungry to feed on the hot sweet sperm he sucked and worked those full orbs ensuring he drained every juicy drop, Geoff slumped on the bunk as his cock drained out. Stuart's craving caressing tongue continued its assault on his sensitive cock head until it became torture, Geoff's weak hands fluttered about the lad's head trying to remove him from his delicate dickas he croaked, "Please no more I'm done."

Stuart pulled away lips tight about the still stiff prong ensuring he sucked out the last sweet drops of dick juice allowing the empty dong to flop wetly on Geoff's pubes. Stuart continued his task bathing the now sleeping Geoff until he was clean then he gently tucked the blanket about the recumbent lad and went on deck to empty the bucket over the side. The skipper called down, "How is the patient?"

Stuart looked up grinning as he licked his lips, "Delicious skipper he's bathed and asleep."

They returned to port an ambulance met them and carted Geoff off to the small local hospital, he spent a week there recuperating his family visited him along with the skipper and Stuart. When he was released the skipper asked if he'd like to come and work on the game boat as a deck hand with Stuart. Geoff was over the moon and eager to be with them, his parents were happy he had a job and from then on Geoff's sex life was incredibly full and exciting.

The end.

Posted: 07/03/09