>>211611923“Well, well, well, I know what we have here, an unbroken buck needing a lesson in the etiquette of the sea!” I hollered and leaped on the blackie and had him tied with the halyard before he could so much as sucker punch me, as they are likely to do. Within minutes I was balls deep in his dark taut arse, my vaselined dong stretching his o-ring to unprecedented limits of its elasticity. He knew he was beat but had one more fit of defiance as he bucked and bucked like the best of them. I put a lifebuoy around his neck and held on as tight as I could while his bucking churned my loins like the most violent of sea storms. “Batten ye hatches, this mate’s erupting!” I shouted as I unleashed wave after wave of creamy jetsam into this dirty pirate’s turdcutter.
My wife watched with amazement as she saw her strong man thoroughly dominate and plunder her villain lover’s booty. I could see in her eyes she was wetter than a jellyfish’s boots but I couldn’t quell Poseidon’s rage before teaching her a lesson.
“Scrub me poop deck!” I commanded as the utterly broken and dejected buck proceeded to kneel down and suck my rigid cutlass. “Blow me down ye scallywag” as my cannon was polished with professional courtesy. When ready I bent my dear wench over the port gunwale and gave it to her with everything I had, a fathom deep in her arse if it was an inch. I shot another load in her and almost collapsed, panting and content.
I scuttled the buck’s seadoo and marooned him on a nearby island. He was so broken he didn’t so much as protest, he knew he was broke and broke good.
When I returned the house boat to the rental place a few days later the owner asked if I had a nice romantic time out on the lake. I looked sideways at my wife and said we had some trouble on the water but nothing so broke that couldn’t be fixed, then my wife and I laughed and held each other as the owner awkwardly smiled.