Raising the Limit-Book 1 - 7. Chapter 7

March ended with a week of higher than normal temperatures and the humidity that David had been dreading started to creep back in. TC had spent the better part of the last two weeks in Ft.Myers as they had been awarded the salvage operation by the insurance company. David had spent most of his time on site in Bradenton, overseeing the first stages of the apartment complex demolition. They were currently working on stripping the buildings of all of the inside material. Plumbing, wiring, drywall, carpets, cabinets, pretty much everything in the interiors was in the process of being removed.

David had been to the County offices several times already, trying to light a fire under someone’s ass so they could get their permits that they needed to start demolition. All of the buildings were only two stories, so it was going to be a large crane with a wrecking ball doing most of the heavy work. If only he could get the permits needed.

As April started its countdown the pollen count exploded and David spent most of his days battling a massive sinus headache and sneezing. He had dealt with it back in February when the oak tree pollen coated everything in its path. He had no clue what was blooming this time around, but it seemed as though seasonal allergies in Florida hit every couple of months as shit bloomed all year long. They didn’t catch a break in the winter. One good thing about April was it signalled the start of the snowbird exodus. Throughout the month cars, trucks and vans with out of state plates were abundant on the highways, all headed north. As a result, local traffic eased up and David was able to cut ten minutes off of his commute to the work site.

He watched the season opener of the Red Sox on one of the ESPN networks and caught a few glimpses of his daughter with her chorus. When he called her that night she was still on the bus headed back to Portland from Boston and she was able to chatter her excitement with him for a few minutes. It was times like these that were especially hard for David, he would have loved to have been at the game and have his daughter know that he was there supporting her.

The weather eased up a bit as well, the humidity held off, although the temperatures stayed in the low to mid-80’s most days. The beaches were busy, as this was a peak vacation time for many schools up north that had a break, usually during Easter week.

David and TC were both so busy that they found it hard to find time to get together. They did managed to text a few times each day and they had manage to squeeze in a couple of sessions of some pretty hot phone sex. It wasn’t until the third week of April that TC got fed up with their schedules and called David.

“Hey, this is absolutely nuts.” TC said as David answered his phone.

“What’s absolutely nuts?” asked David.

“Being too busy to get together with my best friend. Why is work overtaking both of our lives right now? I put in nearly eighty hours a week the past two weeks and I know you’ve gotta be close to the same. Am I right?” TC commented.

David had put in close to that, TC was right. He barely had time to come home, shower and get in bed before it was time to get up and do it all over again.

“So what do you propose? It’s not like we can stop everything that’s going on and take off for vacation.” David said.

“I know, but we can plan on taking Friday off and spending the weekend together. I’ll be back from the salvage job on Thursday and I’m hoping you can arrange for your crew foreman to cover for you. I need a David fix. I’m having withdrawals.” TC lamented.

David laughed and pulled up his schedule on his phone. TC was right. He should be able to get everything lined up so that the project foreman could cover everything on Friday. Today was Tuesday, so it would give him two days of busting his ass and then they could relax for a long weekend. He had been burning the candle from both ends and was just about burnt out.

“OK, I’m pretty sure I can make that work. What do you want to do for the weekend?” David wondered.

“How about we take my boat out and wherever we land is where we land. As long as it’s not Ft. Myers.” TC chuckled.

“Sounds good to me. You just want me to meet you at your place Friday morning?” David asked.

“No, let’s meet at the marina office, we need to make it early. The marina is probably going to be busy. It’s Easter weekend and all the locals are going to want to be showing off their boats to all their out-of-town relatives. I’ll be happy when this month is done and the last wave of the snowbirds will be flying back up north.” TC sighed. “Let’s make it six. I’ll get some takeout and we’ll have breakfast on the boat before we head out.”

“Sounds like a plan. You want me to bring anything?” David inquired.

“I’m pretty well stocked, but if there’s anything special other than the usual beer or wine that we drink, you can bring what you like. I’ll have the galley stocked. I’ll order online from Publix, they deliver to the main office and the manager can have one of the dock boys put the stuff on the boat for me on Thursday. Text me if there’s anything you want to add to the order.” TC said.

They stayed on the phone a while longer until they were both yawning.

“Good night David”

“G’night TC, see you Friday.”

David ended the call and found himself in a much better mood than he had been in for the past several weeks. It had been nearly two years since he had spent a day out on the water and now he was planning on a whole weekend. He knew TC would have a few tricks up his sleeve and his skin shivered at the thought.

They both managed to get through the next two days without killing anyone, which David considered a minor miracle. The county still hadn’t issued the last permit that he needed, but by Thursday afternoon, he just couldn’t bring himself to give a shit. It would come through eventually and no amount of nagging on his part was going to make it happen any sooner.

He left work at six and stopped at the liquor store for a bottle of Peanut Butter Skrewball and he also grabbed a bottle of vanilla Crown as well, plus a twelve pack of Coke. He arrived at his house at six-thirty and fixed a quick dinner and did some laundry. He packed a bag for the weekend, mostly shorts and a couple of t-shirts. He tossed a bottle of sunscreen in with his usual toiletries and spent way too much time in the shower trying to reach areas with the razor that was nearly impossible to do by himself. He was not a freaking contortionist. He’d just have to ask TC for help. He decided to try to find somewhere local that waxed men. Maybe TC would want to go with him? He could hope.

The next morning he parked in the area that TC had indicated and made his way over to the marina’s office. TC was already inside talking with a tall, handsome guy who David guessed must be the marina’s manager. TC smiled when he saw David come in through the door. David walked over and TC greeted him with a hug and a kiss.

“Hey, it’s so good to see you finally! David, this is Sean McColm, he’s the manager. He was just telling me about his new babies. The poor dude’s wife just had twins a few months ago.” TC informed him.

“Congratulations! It’s nice to meet you.” David said, shaking the man’s hand in a firm grip.

“Thanks. I took family leave for eight weeks to help out. Call me a coward, but I’m giving props to my wife. Two infants plus a three year old. I couldn't wait to come back to work!” Sean laughed.

TC and David laughed along with him. “Well, it’s good to have you back Sean. We’ll be back on Sunday, probably late afternoon.” TC let him know.

They said goodbye and TC led the way through the maze of docks until he reached his slip. In the early morning light David could make out the name of the boat emblazoned on the stern, ‘Triton's Conch’. He immediately burst into laughter.

“Really?” he snorted.

TC shot him a smug grin and merely shrugged his shoulders. The boat was a 2000 Sea Ray 510 Sundancer. It was fifty-one feet of sleek and beautiful fiberglass, wood and chrome in the first rays of light that were coming up from the eastern horizon. It was equipped with twin 3196 diesel engines. It had only one previous owner, who had been a snow bird so both engines only had 1100 hours between them. There were two staterooms, one with bunk beds and one with a queen bed. The main stateroom had its own head, while the other shared a head with the salon area. There was a fully equipped galley with a stove, refrigerator, microwave and even a convection oven. There was even a recessed minibar that slid out with the touch of a button. A stackable washer and dryer just added to the creature comforts of home. The salon area had a wrap around leather couch with two built in recliners. The couch converted to another bed and a divider could be pulled across the area for privacy. The entire cabin area was air conditioned, which was a must for Florida summers. TC had upgraded the sound system and had access to satellite internet connection when away from port. The aft part of the boat was roomy and had a retractable sunning deck. The bridge was equipped with upgraded GPS navigation, depth and fish finder. Overall it was a really beautiful boat.

Triton was a god of the sea in Greek mythology. He was the son of Poseidon and Amphitrite. He was usually depicted as a merman, often carrying a conch shell which he would blow, hence the name of the vessel. David appreciated the double entendre.

David followed TC aboard and was given a quick tour. TC flipped the switch for the blowers and allowed them to run, clearing any fumes out from the engine compartment. He showed David where to stow his things and as soon as David turned around he found himself enveloped in TC’s arms and TC’s tongue was invading his mouth in a most tantalizing way.

David couldn’t help but to grind himself up against TC, his cock hungry for attention. TC let out a moan and pressed back against David just as firmly. Both of them were out of breath when they pulled apart.

“We’re going to have to discuss limits for the weekend. I won’t be able to keep my hands off of you and my Dom is champing at the bit to come out and play. I don’t want to overstep, so yeah, once we’re out where it’s quiet, we need to chat.” TC practically growled.

“O-oookay,” replied David, with a shaky exhale.

They both needed a minute to catch their breath. When they were both settled enough, David helped TC untie the lines and he kept watch on the side of the boat, making sure she didn’t drift toward the dock and bump it. TC eased the boat out of the slip and into the channel. The boat put-putted its way through the channel markers, the first streaks of sunlight lighting the way. They threaded the narrow neck in between the end of Longboat Key to the north and Lido key to the south. Once they passed the last marker TC opened her up and settled into an easy pace. David opened up the bags of Chik-Fil-A and was happy to see a couple of big boxes of their chicken minis. They were David’s favorite. There were also a couple of bacon, egg and cheese biscuits and hash browns for each of them as well. Two large coffees and they were good to go.

There were only a few other boats within sight and when they were a couple of miles off shore TC headed turned the wheel and they headed north. David could make out the Sunshine Skyway bridge in the distance. TC eventually turned west and bypassed Tampa Bay. They kept the shoreline off to their right, just barely visible. After a few hours, TC pulled back on the throttle, the boat sinking back down into the water. TC dropped the anchor and the silence around them was welcoming after the constant drone of the engines. There wasn’t another boat or vessel in sight. The blue waters of the Gulf stretched out in all directions as far as the eye could see.

TC went down into the galley and came back with a couple of bottles of water. There was a light breeze and the boat rocked gently. TC’s thick, black locks blew freely in the breeze, giving him a sexy windblown look.

They sat in the shade and TC looked at David and after swallowing a long pull from the water bottle, his Adam’s apple bobbing with the motion he finally said, “So, technically the boat is an extension of my home, so do house rules apply or do we need to revise them for this particular weekend?”

“Extension of your home huh?” David snickered. He had been horny since he first caught sight of TC earlier in the morning and knowing that TC probably wouldn’t object, he offered, “I say we make this a ‘friends with benefits weekend’ and you can let your Dom out after dinner until we go to sleep. How does that sound?”

TC smiled and replied “Can we start the ‘benefit’ part now? I’ve been hard since we left the damn dock.”

David just grabbed TC and locked his lips on the man’s mouth. What little clothes they had on came off in a flash. They ended up in a sixty-nine and it didn’t take very long. David let loose first and TC followed merely seconds later. When the last of the tremors faded they both started laughing. They felt like horny college age kids again, with little control.

“Fuck!” said TC. “Did either of us last more than a minute and a half?”

“I doubt it.” David giggled.

TC gave David’s ass a light smack and said “Let’s fix some lunch. I’m hungry.”

David went to grab for his shorts, but TC stopped him. “Uh uhn. Naked lunch is more fun. As a matter of fact I say we stay offshore all weekend and make it a totally naked weekend.”

“Works for me, but you’re responsible for keeping my backside covered with sunscreen. I don’t have those nice Greek tan genes that you have. My ass will fry in about five minutes if I’m not careful!” David exclaimed.

“Hmmm, I like your ass red!” TC teased.

“You won’t like it if I don’t let you near my red ass!” David countered.

“Yeah, I guess there is that. Don’t want to see you hurting, unless it’s me that causes it.” TC reached over real quick and twisted David’s left nipple causing him to jump.

“Hey! After dinner! Then you get to play with those.” David jokingly admonished.

“You know I will. I brought a bag of goodies along. I think you’ll like what I have in store for you.” TC promised.

David’s cock gave a little jump before settling down again and TC laughed.

They worked together and fixed a couple of sandwiches. TC had stocked the galley well for the weekend. Thick, multi-grain rolls were piled high with rare roast beef, lettuce, tomato, oregano, cheese and David put a little bit of mayonnaise on his, while TC squirted some Italian dressing on his. A handful of chips went onto both plates and TC grabbed a container of fresh fruit salad for them to share.

David stayed in the shade to eat his lunch. TC sat under the warm sun, his skin already a beautiful bronze. He came by it naturally and David enjoyed looking at the display of flesh. They spent the afternoon lazing about, TC mostly in the sun and David mostly in the shade. David enjoyed having TC rub the sunscreen all over his backside, and he knew damn well that TC enjoyed it too.

David got up and went into the galley, coming back with two tall glasses filled with ice, Coke, and a bit of vanilla Crown. Handing one to TC he asked, “So how long have you had Triton’s Conch?” David couldn’t help but snicker.

TC took a sip of drink and answered “A couple of years. I started looking when Tom, my business partner, first mentioned possibly moving down here. I got a really good deal, one that I couldn’t pass up. The original owner died and his family didn’t want it, they were eager to get rid of it. I had been without a boat for over a year and quite honestly was missing it. Elliott and I used to go out a lot up in Virginia. After he died I sold our boat. Too many memories. I lost the joy I had when we used to go out together.”

David nodded, then wondered “What was the name of your other boat?”

“Whiplash.” TC smiled as he replied to David’s inquiry. Then, having had enough with that line of questioning he asked David, “Do you dive?”

“I have. It’s been a while. I was certified for open water. I’d need to update my certification before going out again. Why?” he said.

“I’d like to dive with you sometime. I love being beneath the waves. It’s such a beautiful world. I’d like to share it with you. That is if you don’t mind getting recertified?” TC remarked.

“I’d really love that. Did Elliott dive with you?” David wondered.

“No. Not that he didn’t want to, he was asthmatic. Yet another thing to thank his parents for. Yay secondhand smoke. Anyway, the idea of breathing through a regulator and having his nose covered was a bit much for him, not to mention dangerous. Having an asthma attack underwater could be fatal. We snorkeled occasionally, and even that was stretching it. Elliott was always a bit anxious when it came to anything related to breathing. Gags were definitely a hard limit item.” TC informed him.

“Wow. I can see where that would be an issue. I know a few people who live with asthma and they do tend to have higher levels of anxiety. I can’t imagine what it’s like not being able to breathe normally.” David commented.

“Yeah, we had a few scares early on. Cold air was a trigger for him and one of our first winters together we had a few sub zero cold snaps and we ended up in the emergency room a few times. I hated seeing him like that. Yet I’d be willing to deal with it everyday just to have him here.” TC sighed. “Sorry, didn’t mean to go all maudlin on you.”

“It’s OK TC, I’ve told you, anytime you need or want to talk about Elliott, I’m here to listen.” David reminded him.

TC leaned over and kissed him. “Thank you.”

David kissed him back and replied, “You’re welcome.”

By the time dinner time rolled around, TC’s skin had turned a nice golden brown and David's, even though he had applied sunscreen and stayed in the shade most of the time,he still had a little pink on his face and shoulders.

They worked together, side by side in the small galley to prepare dinner. TC opened some wine and helped David chop up vegetables for a salad. TC had marinated a couple of chicken breasts earlier and he had a small, outdoor portable propane grill that he kept up on the deck. He went up to cook the chicken and left David to finish the side dishes. Pre-made twice baked potatoes needed to be heated up in the microwave. David cleaned up the mess he made while the potatoes heated up.

When the chicken was done TC called down to David and asked where he preferred to eat. David said he’d rather eat up there. There was a table big enough for the two of them and it wasn’t so windy that they would be chasing stuff across the deck. TC came down and between them both they managed to take everything up in one trip.

David was glad that they had decided to eat out in the fresh air. The breeze was barely there, the temperature was in the low 70’s and humidity was nearly non-existent. They enjoyed their meals as the late day sun slanted its way toward the horizon. The evening was made even more perfect when a pod of about ten or twelve dolphins paid them a visit. The playful creatures came to investigate the boat, probably hoping for some handouts, which, while illegal, occurred way too often. These creatures seemed more curious than anything. They swam around the boat for a few minutes, their chatter could be heard clearly. Several of them jumped up completely out of the water, seeming to enjoy putting on a show for the two men. They were enchanted by the graceful creatures, two of which actually came up to the side of the boat and eyed them curiously.

The dolphins frolicked in the water for another ten minutes or so, and as quickly as they appeared, they were gone, off to their next adventure.

“That was so amazing!” David exclaimed, his smile stretched from ear to ear.

TC came up behind David who had moved to the side of the boat to watch the dolphins. He wrapped his arms around David’s waist, pulling his ass up against his crotch, plump cock resting in the crack and replied “It’s even more amazing when you see them underwater. But, what’s most amazing is the look on your face when you were watching them. You are beautiful, David, and tonight you’re mine. Dinner is done. Come agori, let’s play.”

TC led David down into the cabin to the stateroom in the forward part of the boat. The room had been built in the bow section and was a little tight with a queen size bed taking up most of the forward section. Drawers and cabinets had been built underneath the platform that the bed was on, providing as much room as possible.

TC spent the rest of the night introducing David to his collection of ropes and silk bindings. David was taken to heights he didn’t realize he could reach. TC managed to tease every inch of skin he came across and David had to endure every lick, every stroke, every scratch, every tickle. TC knew David wasn’t quite ready for anal intercourse just yet, but he used his fingers and his tongue to slowly tease and torture his sub into a writhing, whimpering, hot mess. David had no clue whatsoever that his ass could endure so much stimulation and he could still survive.

When David was finally released from his restraints, both he and TC were completely sated. David’s limbs felt like wet noodles and TC slowly massaged them to get them working properly again. David had always enjoyed providing aftercare for his subs and now that he was on the receiving end of such care, he realized just how important it really was.

Saturday, they decided to try their hand with fishing. TC kept a few poles onboard and between them they managed to snag three Red Snapper which they had to release as they were not in season. TC caught a good sized Black Snapper that they decided to keep and fix for dinner. David needed to suspend the ‘naked weekend’ rule. His skin was much too fair and as it was he still ended up with red skin on his neck and feet after spending several hours exposed to the sun, even with SPF 90 spread all over him.

Dinner was fresh fish, rice and a mix of broccoli and cauliflower, sauteed in garlic and butter. TC paired it with a crisp Pinot Grigio and they splurged on some pastries for dessert.

Their after dinner play time that night included a close-quartered shower which TC insisted they share. More knots and ropes were introduced and David discovered he really needed to start stretching his muscles. He wasn’t as flexible as he was when he was in his 20’s and busted out laughing a few times when TC wanted to bend a body part and had to get creative to work around muscles that weren’t used to such activity. He got his ass spanked for that too.

The other thing that TC introduced him to was a butt plug. David had used them on his own subs, but had never had one up his own ass. TC started with a small one and let David know that they would most certainly be working their way up to a bigger one. David knew that TC wanted him ready when the time came that he decided that he could take TC inside him. David had bottomed before, but never with someone who actually knew what he was doing.

David was positive, however, that TC knew his way around a sub’s ass and he was also certain that he knew his way around a sub’s prostate. David had always enjoyed seeing his own sub’s reactions when he teased and manipulated that magic spot. He was finally starting to come around to the idea of letting TC have his way with his own. Almost.

TC was patient for the most part. He was really enjoying this whole aspect of their friendship. He and David had always clicked and he knew that they both were sorry that they weren’t able to commit to a deeper relationship. They were both enjoying this for however long it lasted.

Sunday found them headed back to Sarasota at a leisurely pace. Once again the weather was beautiful. A high pressure system had parked itself over most of Florida and a big chunk of the Gulf, so fair skies and light breezes had held throughout their time together. David felt recharged. He and TC had both needed this weekend. Their jobs were both time-consuming and it was easy to let the days slip by when you fell into a routine of work, eat, sleep, rinse, repeat. They both promised each other that if it happened again one of them would smack some sense into the other and they would stop and pause, just like they did this weekend.

TC got the boat back safely into its slip and together they cleaned up from their weekend antics. TC had a big plastic garbage bag filled with the four sets of sheets they had gone through. David packed up all of the opened and perishable food that they didn’t eat. They left the bottles of Crown and Skrewball on the boat, both were still more than half full. David helped TC rinse the saltwater off of the Conch’s hull and deck. They got her buttoned down and together hauled their stuff to the parking lot. They loaded up TC’s car with all of the laundry and groceries and then TC gave David a ride to his car, which he had parked on the far side of the lot which was designated for overnight parking.

TC gave David one more hot, searing kiss, wanting his imprint to last through the week. They had already made plans to get together next Saturday, dinner, a movie, and then some more play time. TC wanted David’s ass in the worst way and his intuition told him that David was nearly there as well. He wasn’t going to pressure him. TC wanted David begging for it. He wanted to mark David in the most intimate way possible. Patience was never his strong suit, but in this case it would be totally worth it.

David was in one of the best moods that he had been in in a long time. He cranked up the speakers as he listened to his favorite playlist on the short ride back to his house. Spending the weekend mostly naked meant little needed to be done in the way of laundry. Same thing held true for housekeeping, not being home meant no mess.

David heated up a small frozen pizza and was nearly finished when his phone rang. The caller ID showed it was Renee, his ex-wife. David connected the call saying “Hi Renee, Is everything alright?”

Renee was quick to set his mind at ease and replied “Yeah, yeah, everything’s OK. The kids will want to talk to you when we’re done. Is now a good time to chat?”

“Sure, I’m just finishing up some pizza, so if you don’t mind me chewing in your ear, then we’re good.” he replied.

Renee said, “So, the reason I’m calling is that I need to see if you’d be available to take the kids a week early for the summer. Mike’s been invited to a conference in Frankfurt as a keynote speaker and he can bring a guest, but it starts the day the kids get out of school. We’d have to leave a couple of days before so….”

“So you’d like me to come and stay with the kids until school’s done for a couple of nights and then bring them down here. It’s no problem Renee, you know that. Lemme guess, the kids don’t want to skip the last couple of days cuz they want to spend the time with their friends who they won’t see for two whole months.” David laughed as he finished his ex’s thoughts.

“Exactly, oh to be fifteen again.” commented Renee.

“Almost sixteen!” David heard Lyssa yell in the background. The twins turned sixteen on June 28th, two weeks after school let out.

“Put her on, I’ll break the news that she has to put up with her old man for an extra week.” David said, laughing.

David caught up with Lyssa and then talked to Owen, that conversation much shorter as his son was not much for phone conversations. David usually got more information from him via text. Neither one of his kids minded going with their Dad a week early and David found himself looking forward to having them for a little bit of extra time, even if it was just a week.