Mr. Ray caressed Nemo's fin gently and whispered a breath of hot air in his ear; "I hear you touched the butt..". Suddenly, Mr. Ray threw Nemo onto the sea floor, "let me give you a lesson in continental drift." he began placing soft kisses on Nemo's neck.
"N-no, Mr. Ray. This isn't right. What if Pearl sees us and she inks? It would be so embarrassing!" Nemo blushed, sinking deeper into the sand. "We can ask her to join us Nemo" Mr. Ray breathed.
"No," Nemo pleaded suddenly, flipping them over so Mr. Ray was on the bottom. I want your fins all to myself."
Mr. Ray began kissing Nemo, it was a long kiss. The taste of Mr. Ray lingered on Nemo's lips, drawing him in for more. Nemo felt himself getting lost in Mr. Ray's mouth. The feeling of Mr. Ray's lips sent Nemo into ecstasy, suddenly it was as tough Nemo and Mr. Ray became one soul entity of sweat and gills. He had to have him now.
Mr. Ray broke off a chunk of coral, "Yes this seems about the right size." Mr. Ray said, with a hint of lust in his voice. Nemo would soon find out what the coral was for. Bloody desire and bloody pleasure seeped through Nemo and the water around them. As he grew more and more light headed, Nemo knew that this was true love. Mr. Ray spat on the coral,
"This should ease the pain, my love." Mr. Ray started thrusting Nemo at a steady pace. Nemo winced at the pain, but began moaning lightly. The rough ridges of the coral with the warm saliva was almost enough to push Nemo over the edge in ecstasy. In a moment of pure bliss, Nemo screamed out,
"42 WALLABY WAY SYDNEY!" "42 is what you're going to get Nemo." Mr. Ray picked up the pace and began thrusting Nemo at an increased speed.
"Yes, Mr. Ray!" Nemo screamed, the gasps escaping his mouth rising in pitch. "Harder, HARDER!" he screamed. "RIP ME IN TWO!" Tears of pleasure rolled down his scaly cheeks.
Nemo felt a fire driven passion burning through his body. Mr. Ray was nipping at Nemo's neck, sending him into a pleasure driven hunger for more. "Yes Mr. Ray! Give me the D!" As the biting or harder, Nemo could feel tooth shaped bruises forming, it gave him chills. "Nemo" Mr. Ray whispered, "Use your lucky fin." Mr. Ray got off of Nemo. Nemo took Mr. Ray's D in his fin, making slow stroking motions. "You're so huge" Nemo mumbled as he placed Mr. Ray into his mouth. Gagging with passion, he sucked hard and gently caressed him with his lucky fin. Soft at first, then faster, harder.
"Oh god Nemo...uh, YES!" Nemo quivered in sexual desire, any time he is going to snap.
The feeling of manta tongue slipping around his 'sticky dicky' teases him, Nemo lightly yet forcefully whispers under the sound of the water swishing under the weight of Mr. Ray, "shove it in my shitter"; Nemo felt Mr. Ray's barb enter him forcefully; an electric shock coursing through his gills. Screaming with desire, Mr. Ray's name ripped from Nemo's battered throat. "Yes, YES!" So close.
Mr. Ray could feel it, Nemo was close. His body was twitching with anticipation. Mr. Ray kept pounding Nemo's tight hole, each thrust sent his stinger deeper and deeper into Nemo's abdomen. His loud gasps had drawn out another lonely soul, Nemo's father entered his peripheral vision! "DAD! It's not what it looks like!" His reply was slow, Nemo and Mr. Ray's skin sticky with sweat and blood.
"No.." His father replied. "It's far better. I'd like to watch, it turns me on." Mr. Ray continued to pound Nemo as his father watched, only getting more aroused. Nemo's father slowly moved closer until he was next to his son, watching as he achieved orgasm. "That's more boy.." He whispered, gently stroking his son's head. "You take that dick, you take it good." All three men began to moan in harmony as Marlin grasped hole of his own dick and began to match his rhythm with theirs. Nemo's father came.
