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Lucas sat and sulked. He’d practically thrown himself at Captain Bridger at every opportunity and the man wasn’t biting. He hadn’t told Lucas to back off; he just ignored the advances. Lucas wasn’t blind to the fact that the Captain was almost old enough to be his grandfather, in fact that added an extra edge to the attraction. The lure of experience… Lucas looked down at himself, perhaps a change of clothes? The baggy trousers and shirt certainly did nothing to show off his body. He wasn’t vain but he knew he looked hot naked. Maybe he should spend more time with Darwin? That would give him an opportunity to wander about in the form-fitting wetsuits. +++ Nathan sat next to the moonpool talking to Darwin and carefully not allowing himself to look at Lucas. The boy didn’t know how beautiful he looked in the tight wetsuit, water cascading down his slim body. Nathan made a hasty exit. First stop: his quarters to deal with the bone in his pants. Nathan sat and unbuckled his uniform, taking out his thick, seven-inch cock. As he stoked it he pictured Lucas kneeling in front of him naked and submissive. The Lucas in his mind reached out to grasp his cock and whispered ‘please’. Nathan nodded his head and groaned as he imagined his erection sliding into Lucas’s mouth. The image was so intense Nathan lifted his hips from the bed and gasped as semen shot out to land four feet away on the floor. Nathan cleaned up and left his quarters; he felt guilty about using Lucas as fantasy, after all, the boy was an innocent. +++ “Yesssssssss…” Lucas hissed as the man standing behind him penetrated him deeply. It burned but already he could feel the heavy pleasure building. This was good: nameless, faceless sex in the woods with stranger he’d picked up in a rest stop. He’d insisted on being fucked from behind: that way he could pretend the man inside him was the Captain. Lucas came twice in quick succession, the second time hurt a little since he had hardly any time to recover, but the ache in his balls and ass was a pleasant companion as he returned to SeaQuest. +++ Nathan handed over the money to the boy as he left. He’d been almost perfect, the same build as Lucas, the same hair. The face was too angular but that was all right: he’d dimmed the motel’s lights and pictured his fantasy. For hours he’d made love to his fantasy, calling out ‘Lucas’ as he came. Teasing the boy with fingers and lips until they were both drained of energy and semen. Nathan’s cock felt bruised and sore despite all the lube: the boy had good muscles and he’d used them well. But he still wasn’t Lucas, however much Nathan wanted him to be. +++ Lucas stood and glared at the Captain. Why couldn’t he see what was in front of him? Why wouldn't he take what was freely offered? Why did he pretend he didn’t see what Lucas wanted? +++ Nathan’s heart was beating faster. Didn’t Lucas realise what it did to him when he scowled like that? Didn’t he know that the innocent comments he made could have another meaning? Did he even realise how beautiful he was? +++ They lay awake, separate and aroused. Each picturing the other, each picturing the glide and gasps of two bodies joined together in an act of sex/love/lust. Nathan saw himself lying back, Lucas’s head thrown back in sensual joy as he slid down and impaled himself. Lucas saw himself pinned to the bed as the Captain forced his way roughly inside. Their hands tightened at the same time and they came whispering each other’s name. Apart. The End
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