Pushing the Limit -Book 2 - 13. Chapter 13

Sinclair let the cacophony that surrounded him fade away as he descended beneath the gentle swell of the Gulf. The sounds of the wind and the birds and the general hum of the people still on board the dive boat disappeared, replaced with the sound of his own breathing in his ears. Bubbles floated all around him, displaced by his sudden arrival into the watery environment. When they cleared, he could see David and their instructor hovering several feet below him, waiting for him to get his bearings.

He and David had completed all of the required training and this open water dive was all that they had left to do in order to get their certification. Sinclair had enjoyed the classes and spending time with David. He was slowly getting to know both of the men who for some reason, had chosen him. His sense of general anxiety, which had been a constant companion for many years, seemed to lessen when he was around either man. David was definitely less strict than TC when it came to exerting his Dominance and that feeling transferred to Sinclair when he was around him. He still tried to behave in the manner that TC wanted, but David was more willing to let things slide it seemed.

Last weekend was spent at David’s house and Sinclair felt right at home by the end of it. They spent a lot of time in the pool, especially in the evening when the sun wasn’t an issue. TC had bought him several pairs of speedos and that was he had worn for a good part of the weekend. He had a feeling that once they got more involved, he’d be naked a lot more often. Both of the guys really appreciated his body and he had no problems letting as much skin as possible show for them. He worked hard to stay fit, it wasn’t as easy as when he was doing gymnastics every day.

They were both driving him crazy, however. He would be perfectly OK with moving things along, but TC seemed determined to move at a snail’s pace. Sinclair had given up on trying not to beat off, although he did refrain whenever he was with them. He had no clue how either one of them could show such restraint. He wanted nothing more than for either one of them to have his way with him. Hell, he’d even settle for a handjob at this point.

Sinclair let the whoosh of air flowing through his regulator act as white noise to push the thoughts of what he wished TC and David would do to him out of his head. He remembered his training and followed behind David as they let the instructor lead them to the dive site. The waters around Sarasota and even up into Bradenton had been seeded with various artificial reefs and one of those was their destination for their final dive. They were going to descend to a reef about forty to fifty feet down and they would have ample time to explore before having to start back to the surface.

Sinclair stuck close to David as the reef came into sight below them. Fish of various shapes and sizes darted in and out of the corals that had grown atop the remnants of cement blocks and rubble that had been dumped there deliberately to create the reef. Snapper, grouper, snook and tarpon swam around them in various size schools. Sinclair was startled a little when a huge turtle showed up about ten feet from him and David. The shell had to have been at least four feet across. They watched as it glided through the surrounding water.

Along the sandy bottom Sinclair could make out a few crabs as they skittered along the ocean floor with their funny sideways shuffle. Their guide stopped and pointed off to the distance. A large manta was cruising along the sand in search of a quick meal. Sinclair found himself wishing that he had discovered scuba diving earlier in his life. He was awed and amazed at the underwater world. They spent the next forty-five minutes or so exploring the beauty of the reef.

All too soon it seemed, they got the signal to start their ascent. Slow and steady they made their way to the surface, coming up about ten feet from the boat. The crew on board helped them up and then helped them get out of their gear. Three other new divers were geared up and ready to go and once they were out of the way, one by one, starting with another instructor, they disappeared into the blue green waters to discover its wonders for themselves.

Sinclair sat next to David in the shade and waited for him to speak first, even though he was ready to burst. David saw how antsy he was and said “Sin, thank you for waiting, but I’m not as structured as TC is. When it’s just you and me and you have something to say, then say it. If I need you to wait or constrain yourself for some reason, I’ll tell you. Now speak, before you explode or have an aneurysm or something.”

“Wow! That was so awesome! It’s so beautiful down there. No wonder TC loves it so much. Thank you for suggesting this. Man, I wish I had known about this years ago. I honestly think this is my new favorite thing to do!” Sinclair declared.

David chuckled and threw his arm over Sinclair’s towel draped shoulders and whispered “It’s your new favorite thing, for now.” and then kissed the side of his neck, right on his sensitive spot.

Sinclair shuddered at the sudden thought of what David really meant. They leaned back on the seat and chilled out for a while, talking with an easy camaraderie that was becoming more and more comfortable, until the group that was below surfaced. Once everyone was back on board, the instructor verbally quizzed them on the things they had seen and how they reacted to the new environment. When he was done he declared that all of them had passed and they were now PADI certified divers.

The captain of the boat got underway and they were back at the marina before one o’clock. Once on dry land they were given their certificates and the wallet card that identified them as certified open water divers. The instructors and crew congratulated everyone before they went their separate ways.

David pulled Sinclair into a bear hug, lifting him up off his feet. Sometimes Sinclair hated being short, but this time was not one of them. “TC is going to be so proud of you. I know I am. He’s looking forward to diving with both of us and I’m looking forward to it too. I really hope we can manage to get down to the Keys. There’s a lot of really cool dive sites down there. One of these days I’d love to take a couple of weeks and maybe head over to the Bahamas on TC’s boat.” David said.

“That would be incredible. I’ve only seen pictures of the Bahamas. I’ve never been. I’ve only been out of the country once and that was to Canada for a meet in Montreal.” Sinclair told him.

“Do you have a valid passport?” David asked.

Sinclair nodded and answered “Yeah, I just renewed it a couple of years ago. It’s easier than letting it go for more than five years. Then you have to go through the whole process all over again, and it’s more expensive.”

“Good. That will make planning vacations easier.” David told him. “Not that I have a lot of vacation time left. My boss was really good to me while I was gone. He let me take a leave of absence rather than require me to use up all of my vacation and sick time. I’ll probably hold off on taking any of it for a while. So, let’s get going. TC is taking care of cleaning the pool, but we should really head home and start making sure we have everything we need for tonight.”

Sinclair nodded. He was meeting David’s kids and ex-wife and her husband tonight. They were coming over for the barbeque that his daughter had suggested. David had assured him that his family would like him, but he was still nervous.

It wasn’t long before they arrived back at David’s house. They found TC out back vacuuming the pool. Sinclair swallowed hard at the sight of the tanned muscles rippling across his back as he pushed the vacuum along the bottom. TC caught sight of them and smiled. He put the vacuum down and came over. One look at their own smiling faces told him they were successful.

“Congratulations you two! Did you have fun?” TC asked.

Sinclair felt David nudge him gently, allowing him to answer first. “It was incredible! It is so beautiful down there. It’s no wonder you love it so much. I can’t wait to go diving with you Sir.” Sinclair stated.

TC came over and planted a searing kiss onto Sinclair’s lips, thoroughly approving of his enthusiasm. As the kiss heated up Sinclair couldn’t help but groan and when TC pulled back, the groan turned into a huff of frustration. It didn’t slip past either TC’s nor David’s notice.

“What’s wrong Sin?” TC demanded.

“And don’t say ‘nothing’.” added David.

Sinclair lowered his eyes and didn’t say anything.

“Sin, on your knees.” TC instructed.

Sinclair slowly lowered himself to his knees, the stone patio hard beneath him.

“Tell us what’s bothering you Sin. You know you can’t hold things back from us if this is going to work.” TC stated.

Sinclair took a deep breath and let it out in a burst of annoyance and blurted “I’m so fucking frustrated! I get wanting to go slow, but damn it, this is torture. I’ve tried not to take care of things myself, but I’ve just had to a few times, especially during the week after a phone call with either one of you. My balls are ready to pop!”

TC drew Sinclair’s head toward him and buried his nose in his crotch. He wore only a loose pair of gym shorts and his current state of arousal was quite evident. Sinclair inhaled automatically, imprinting the scent and the action made his current predicament worse. His cock was hard enough to pound nails as they say. TC stepped aside and David took his place. He was just as hard as they were. Once again Sinclair inhaled, noting the differences in their scents. TC’s was definitely more pungent as he had been working outdoors for a while. David’s was more subtle, but just as alluring.

TC pulled Sinclair up, holding his body close and letting him feel every muscle. It was exquisite torture. David pressed his body up against his back and Sinclair was surrounded by pure masculine musk. It was a heady sensation.

TC finally spoke. “Sin, you have a valid point. You’ve been a good boy. I think it’s time to reward you. I’m sure David will agree that after his family leaves tonight we can have some play time.”

David replied “You will get absolutely no argument from me.”

“So what do we do about right now?” Sinclair asked, a little hesitantly.

The next thing he knew, he heard TC chuckle and then David grabbed him under his arms and TC picked up his feet, and he was flying through the air, landing in the deep end of the pool. Two splashes immediately followed as the other guys jumped in. He came up spluttering and laughing. They spent about a half an hour fooling around in the pool. The frustration that Sinclair had felt melted away as they tried to dunk each other. Even though Sinclair was shorter than both of them, he was strong and unless they could maneuver him to the spot where they could still reach the bottom and he couldn’t, then they were pretty well matched.

David was the first to cry ‘Uncle’ when he and TC ganged up on him, dunking him several times. He climbed up the ladder in the deep end and then shook his head, spraying water in all directions. TC gave Sinclair a quick kiss and kept his hand on his ass as he ascended the ladder first.

Once they were dried off, TC put away the vacuum and skimmer. He had been pretty much done when they had arrived. Sinclair followed David into the house, his nipples getting hard at the contact of the cold air. It was still hot outside and the difference in the temperatures seemed more drastic when you were still wet from the pool. Shrinkage happened all over and he was glad he still had his board shorts on.

He helped David take out the stuff for the barbeque later. It was almost four o’clock and David’s family were coming over around five. Sinclair then chopped vegetables for a salad, while David cut up the fruit he had bought the day before. TC came in and swiped some cucumber from Sinclair and some cantaloupe from David.

Knowing that Sinclair was nervous, TC addressed him as he started chopping up some apples to add to the salad. “Sin, I know you’re nervous about meeting everyone tonight and that’s OK. Just be yourself. I do want you to stay near David or I, unless you’re in the pool. Owen, I’m sure will try to recruit you to gang up on the rest of us, but it’ll probably be Lyssa that actually convinces you. There’s something about that girl that makes it hard to say ‘no’ to her.”

David snorted in agreement.

“Anyway, this is just a family get together, there’s no formality, you don’t have to address them as anything other than their first names. Tonight you don’t have to call either of us ‘Sir’ if it makes you uneasy, but I’d rather you get used to it if you think you can handle it. This relationship between us is new to them too and there are no set rules. If something happens and it needs to be addressed, we will do that privately, understand?” TC asked.

“Yes, Sir. And thank you Sir. I don’t want to screw anything up tonight.” Sinclair admitted.

“You won’t.” David assured him as he took the salad out of TC’s reach before he decimated the cucumbers.

Everything was ready to go and Sinclair went back outside with TC and sat next to him on one of the lounge chairs. The area was still shaded, the sun still hidden behind the awning overhead. It wouldn’t be too much longer before it sank down below the edge, but by then the rays wouldn’t be as strong. David soon joined them and they just relaxed while it was still quiet. Sinclair at least tried to relax. Meeting new people had always unnerved him to some degree and tonight was no different. He wished he had the confidence that TC and David had, but he had always been somewhat shy, especially as a kid. Gymnastics had helped a little, but at the same time it had kept him in a little insular world with limited exposure to real life. Most of his childhood and all of his teenage years had been spent living and breathing gymnastics. Once he was in the real world he had to fight back some kind of anxiety on a daily basis, with an occasional panic attack thrown in to boot. That hadn’t happened for a while, something he was thankful for. He had been able to manage for several years now without any type of medication.

Just after five o’clock they heard the commotion of their guest’s arrival. Sinclair’s heart started to beat just a little bit faster until TC looked at him and locked eyes. That look alone demanded that he calm down. So he did.

The sliding glass door partially opened and two teenagers tussled in the doorway to see who would go through first. The girl slipped by the boy when she yanked his armpit hair as he tried to put her in a headlock.

“No fair!” the boy called out after his sister.

She laughed and replied “All’s fair in sibling rivalry!”

Sinclair couldn’t help but to smile at their antics.

David stood up and took Sinclair’s hand, pulling him up off his chair and put an arm around his shoulder. TC stood up and Sinclair felt a warm hand on the small of his back as TC claimed him as well.

David addressed the two kids “Knock it off you two, or you’re going home.” They both knew it was an idle threat, but it was David’s parental duty to issue it anyway. Renee and Mike appeared in the doorway and it was time for introductions.

“Sinclair, these two uncontrollable hooligans are my kids, Lyssa and Owen, and behind them is their mom, Renee and her husband Mike.” David said. Then addressing the new arrivals he added “Everyone, this is Sinclair. Our boyfriend.”

Sinclair didn’t expect the rush of emotion he felt at being referred to as their boyfriend. It was new and he instantly decided he liked it.

He smiled shyly and said “ Hello!”

Lyssa came over and he noticed she had a limp. Looking down he could see the still jagged scar that stretched along the back of her calf. David had told him all about her accident last year, and it seemed like she had recovered remarkably well. She bounced a little as she blurted out “Thank Goodness! Somebody closer to my height for a change!”

Sinclair laughed. She had a point. David’s son and his step-father were both over six feet and even Renee was taller than him by a couple of inches. It was hard being five and half feet when you were a guy surrounded by giants. He had never given it any thought when he was in gymnastics as everyone else was on the shorter side too. As it was he only had two or three inches over Lyssa.

David’s kids were beautiful. Owen favored his Mom, with the exception of his eyes and height. Lyssa was an even mixture of both, maybe favoring David just a bit more. They all welcomed him into their group and any reservations he had were gone within five minutes.

TC let go of him to go light the grill. Soon the air was filled with the smell and sounds of hamburgers sizzling away. Sinclair stuck close to David and with everyone’s help the table was laden with plates, cups, condiments and all the trappings of a barbeque. To save on space TC served the burgers right off the grill. Sinclair held his plate out so TC could drop a cheeseburger onto the bun and then leaned over to give him a kiss. TC smiled as he turned back to the grill to scoop another cheeseburger off of it for David who was right behind him.

Once everyone had their food TC sat next to Sinclair so that he was sandwiched between him and David. Sinclair’s mouth watered as he waited for TC to fix his hamburger the way he liked it. David had already taken a bite of his food, as had everyone else. TC took a bite of his food and winked at him. Sinclair finally sunk his teeth into his juicy burger, relishing the taste of the seasoned meat.

Conversation flowed freely and Sinclair answered everyone’s questions about his life. He told them about his gymnastics career and the injury that led to its end. He talked about his job and working with kids and how much he enjoyed it. He heard stories about both kids from when they were little, much to their embarrassment.

Under the table he had a leg from TC and a leg from David pressed up against him on each side, silently lending support. He was really having a good time. They had been right, this group was totally accepting of him.

When everyone had finished they sat around for a while letting the food digest. Sinclair turned to TC and asked quietly “Sir, may I start cleaning up?”

Renee had sat directly across from him and she heard the question. She looked at TC and said “None of you are cleaning up. Mike and I will take care of it, you guys did all the prep work and cooking. Go play in the pool. There are two kids who could benefit from a near drowning experience.” Her tone of voice was one that would broach no argument.

“You heard her.” TC said.

David gavea slight roll of his eyes and Sinclair thought it was funny to see both TC and David defer to Renee.

Lyssa and Owen got up and grabbed their plates and whatever else they could carry inside. Even though they had been told to go play in the pool, they wanted to help out first.

Sinclair needed to go to the bathroom and TC followed him, smiling. Sinclair wasn’t used to an audience while he peed , but he found it was rather erotic, especially the way TC looked at him.

“Sir, if David’s family wasn’t here, would you want me to wear a pair of Speedos instead of these board shorts?” he asked.

“I’d probably want you naked. In lieu of that, then yes, I’d have you wear the Speedos. Why do you ask?” TC inquired.

“You told me earlier that I didn’t have to do anything that made me uncomfortable tonight. At least while they’re here. I’d be comfortable wearing the Speedos if it’s something that would please you.” Sinclair told him honestly. He knew David and TC admired his body and he was comfortable with himself to show it off. He just didn’t want to overstep any boundaries between David and his family by doing something that would make them uneasy.

TC’s eyes narrowed slightly as he considered the pros and cons. It only took a moment before he stood behind Sinclair and tugged his board shorts down. Sinclair felt the rap of TC’s knuckles on the back of his right knee, indicating that TC wanted him to lift his foot, which he did. Then he felt a rap on the left side and repeated the motion. Sinclair’s cock twitched in response to TC’s attention.

He stood there naked while TC went over to David’s closet and pulled open a drawer. Sinclair knew there were several pairs of Speedos and wondered what color he would choose. He didn’t have to wait long before TC returned with a skimpy emerald green piece of material in his hands.

TC bent down on one knee and Sinclair used his shoulder to steady himself as he felt the bigger man guide each foot through the holes. TC pulled them up so they rested just below his balls and admired the view for a moment before bringing his eyes up to meet Sinclair’s. Sinclair held his gaze the whole time, something which he had been hesitant to do, but now had more confidence in himself.

TC’s eyes held a look of pride, laced with a big dose of lust. Sinclair felt those long arms reach behind him and cover his ass with as much of the material as he could. It wasn’t much, there really wasn’t a lot of material to start with.

The front was still lodged beneath his balls and Sinclair couldn’t stop the hiss that was pushed out of his lips when TC grasped his cock to tuck it in. Just as quickly the hand was gone.

“Not a sound Sin. Not one sound.” TC commanded.

Sinclair grit his teeth and waited. This time when TC took hold of him he was silent. It was torture to feel that firm grip and not move. Not one twitch, not one clench. By this time it wasn’t easy to tuck the plumped up cock inside the little suit, but TC managed. Sinclair managed to survive.

“Good boy Sin.” TC stepped back to admire his handiwork. The suit was barely containing the package inside. TC walked completely around Sinclair, inspecting every inch.

“I think we might have to get some more of these.” TC said as he came around the front of Sinclair once more. “C’mon Sin, let’s go join the party.”

Sinclair hoped he could get himself under control by the time they got out to the pool. He focused his thoughts on anything other than the fine specimen of male flesh in front of him. He started counting backward from one hundred, and by the time he reached seventy-nine they were out on the lanai and he wasn’t about to have a wardrobe malfunction.

Lyssa and Owen were already in the pool and David was just pulling off his shirt. His eyes widened at the sight that greeted him. He smiled at the sight. David walked over and gave him a kiss then turned and cannonballed into the deep end, right next to his kids. TC nodded at Sinclair and they both took aim and launched themselves into the air. The gymnast in Sinclair was able to contort his body into a perfect projectile and therefore his splash outdid both TC’s and David’s. Owen was shaking his shaggy head as Sinclair came up for air and Lyssa was laughing.

“You’ve got to show me how to do that! Power to the little people!” she cried.

It wasn’t long before Mike and Renee were done cleaning up and Mike landed an impressive jackknife, hitting the water at just the right angle to create a nice tidal wave without smacking his back too hard. Renee was content to sit on the stairs, out of the way of all of the shenanigans.

Dunking was fair game, as was keepaway. Sinclair and Lyssa got the short end of the stick, literally when it came to keepaway. That was until Lyssa climbed on Sinclair’s wide shoulders to even the field. He was still agile and even with the added drag of the water they were able to finally snatch the foam ball that David tried to throw over their heads to Owen. Sinclair had leaped up, Lyssa’s weight nothing for his strong legs to propel upward. She shot up several feet as he had gripped the bottoms of her feet and launched her up as he jumped as high as could at the same time.

Lyssa squealed in delight as she caught the ball mid air before crashing back into the water. She came up holding the ball over her head, victorious.

TC looked at David and commented, “I told you Lyssa would recruit him!” They both laughed, knowing it was the truth.

Lyssa was like a little kid, asking Sinclair to launch her up and out of the water again. He obliged and scooted back to where the water was up to about his collarbone. Lyssa swam and faced him, she put her hands on his shoulders to balance herself as he gripped the bottoms of her feet in each hand. TC and David saw him speak to her and she nodded. Then Sin’s head disappeared below the water and the next thing they knew Lyssa was flying upwards, arching her back so she did a complete backflip out of the water before splashing back down.

TC got an idea and swam over to Sinclair and whispered in his ear. David saw Sin nod and then he took up the same position as Lyssa had, only with TC. TC gripped his feet firmly and when he was ready he crouched down like Sinclair had done and with a burst of strength Sinclair rocketed upward, completely out of the water. Once in the air, he arched backward, his feet flew up above him, he touched his toes and then opened up as his body continued to rotate until he entered the water feet first, toes pointed.

As soon as he surfaced the spectators all started shouting out “10” “10” “10”!

Sinclair swam to where he could stand firmly and then raised one arm, waving in victory, turning to each side of the pool as if he were waving to the masses. Turning to David and TC he bowed, as if in deference to the judges.

The group played in the pool for a while longer, even convincing Renee to join in. When it started to get rowdy, Renee and Lyssa left the boys and went to get dessert after drying off. They managed to get everyone’s attention when they came out with a tray of fruit and a container of melted chocolate.

Sinclair once again sat in between TC and David, but neither one of them allowed him to spear any of the tempting morsels. Instead, they took turns skewering various pieces of fruit, dipping it in the chocolate and feeding it to him. Sinclair did not mind one bit.

Being able to sit in between the two men who were becoming more and more important to him with each passing day and feel comfortable submitting to them in front of others showed a big leap of faith for him. His desire to please them was becoming much easier to manifest into actions on his part.

When everyone had eaten their fill of fruit and chocolate, there were sticky hands and fingers galore. Renee had brought out a container of hand wipes and passed it around. When it came to Owen he pulled out too many and then tried to stuff them back in. Everyone knows that those dispensers are not easy to push things back into.

Lyssa admonished her brother and tried to take the container from him. “Stop trying to shove it in there!”

Sinclair had become so at ease with this group of people that he didn’t even think twice before he quipped “That’s what he said.”

There was roughly two seconds of silence as all eyes turned toward him before they all burst out laughing. He didn’t even realize that he had said it out loud. One of those times when the brain filter failed.

He turned bright red when he realized that he had actually spoken out loud. TC was still laughing as he placed a hand on his bare thigh and squeezed, silently letting him know it was OK.

After everyone had settled down Renee told her crew to gather up their things, it was time for them to head home. The kids reluctantly got up to gather up the pool toys and put them away. Sinclair helped hunt down all the towels that they had used. He and TC threw them in the washer, not wanting them to lay around wet and get all mildewy.

The kids both changed into dry clothes, the adults having done so earlier. Sinclair was surprised when all of David’s family took turns hugging him. Lyssa kissed his cheek and whispered “I’m glad you’re here Sinclair, you complete them.”

Once more Sinclair blushed at a compliment, he couldn’t help it. He hugged Lyssa and replied “They complete me.” before pulling away and giving her a smile.

Sinclair waved good-bye as Mike backed out of the driveway and TC and David were behind him doing the same. TC pulled him inside gently as David closed the door and locked it. Sinclair felt himself pushed back so that his back was up against David’s chest and TC’s chest was then pressed close to him.

David automatically nuzzled his neck. Sinclair shivered as his lips hit his sensitive spot. TC’s lips pressed up against his other ear and he felt the tip of his tongue as it grazed his earlobe. Fucking-A, these two certainly knew how to toast his inner marshmallow. TC whispered “Are you ready for some play time Sin?”

Sinclair felt like he was floating as he whispered back “Yes Sirs.”