Staying Sane During The Emergency

I am a fisherman, mostly offshore. I own a boat fifty-fifty with a friend and from time to time we rent it out. We are both mostly retired, I still do consulting but my goal is to fish, live by the sea and enjoy these years before my daughter puts me away in an old folks home.

I have been a man to who likes to spend time with other men, frankly more than I do with women. As I have gotten older I haven't dated a woman in several years. My buddy group has one thing in common, we party, get naked and it's every man for himself. We have had guests join us, but that hardly ever works well. Wrestling on a bed after a couple of drinks and a magic pill makes for a fun nite, I love to fuck hard and I love a good hard fuck myself.

On this one trip offshore, we decided to go out for the day, we invited a friend of a friend and we left at sunup. Out at sea, well past the twelve mile limit, nothing but our boat and water and the sky, we invited our guest to strip down to his altogether and bend over the rail and we would take turns on him. He was a good sport and we took our time, he got hard and while one of us sucked the other one fucked. We gave him the opportunity to get a fuck in himself, but he told us that in his world, having two men on him was all he could ever ask for.

This man is now my friend, he is a lot of fun, he is has been queer as a queer can be since he was knee high, he lies and tells us about when his grandpa had to pee, he is definitely a cock man and know how to please. We take off for the deep blue sea, we get offshore and fish and have a good time, we are both tanned from head to toe, God forbid if the Coast Guard comes by and finds two old naked men making out trolling for red fish in the Gulf.

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