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It was supposed to be a day of fun and adventure. Floyd had it all planned out - enjoy the in the morning when the sun wasn’t at its strongest, and then hitting the surf and wheeling around the island on the back of his big Blastoise while his Carracosta flanked them, exploring the cliffs for any signs of interesting sights or special objects. The thrill of it was the central draw, but he’d hit paydirt on different coastlines, veins of gold or evolution stones that had him in a very good financial situation...it was nice not to have to find anything, but he had a lot of possibilities on his mind, and a giddiness running through him as he clung to the back of his Pokémon, the waves splashing around and spraying him with salty mist.

Trust something to go wrong.

“Guys! Those clouds are looking pretty nasty!” Floyd had to yell over the crashing waves. “I think we’d better look for shelter pretty quick here!”

“Are you kidding me?” The voice of his Carracosta, Histone, sounded plenty aggravated. “It was cloudless this morning! They said there was no chance of rain!”

“And the choppy waters didn’t give it away?” Cascade, Floyd’s Blastoise and current chauffer, grunted over the din. “The way it’s going, I don’t think we’re making it back to the beach before it hits!”

“Well, I hope we find something up ahead then because I haven’t seen any shelter points so far!”

“Maybe...Floyd!”

Floyd only took a moment - being caught out anywhere was just as bad, taking their chances with a sheltered spot up ahead was their best option. Cliffs usually had some recesses, even if not huge ones; it wasn’t going to be a place to call home, but a place to stay off of the rough shoreline was all they needed. “Full speed ahead, I’ll scan for safety!”

“Roger!” came the dual reply, and Floyd had to duck down and tighten his grip as the speed suddenly picked up. He was no Pokémon surfing ace, they rode casually only, and this was quite a bit faster than he was used to or comfortable with, but it was this or probably get thrown into the sea and dashed against the rocks when the real mess hit, and he didn’t fancy his chances if that happened.

It was turning into a race against the clock, and the giddiness had shifted - his heart was still going rapid-time, but now it was anxiousness and intensity driving it. And as the sky grew darker, his eyes were still failing to spot any safe haven - one spot that looked promising he had to dismiss as being too low, the storm surge could flood it too easily. It was getting to the point where he couldn’t tell if everything was just splashing from the waves or if the rain had properly started...either way he was getting totally soaked, and very glad he was wearing nothing but a swimsuit.

Finally, just as he thought it was borderline too late, he saw the sight he wanted to see - a shallow cavern in the side of the cliffs. “Right there! Let’s hurry!”

No reply from either one, at first he wasn’t sure if they even heard him, but then he felt Cascade turn sharply and nearly got thrown off. His grip was slipping, but he clung fiercely as they were brought towards the cliff, managing to just barely hang in there until they reached the cavern entrance. Cascade lifted himself up as high as he could for Floyd’s benefit, allowing him to get inside quickly. The two Pokémon found it a little bit harder to scramble up into the safe haven, thanks to their more awkward shapes, but sheer power and determination got them to safety before the shit hit the fan.

It wasn’t the best situation. Their ‘cavern’ wasn’t really much of one - it was more a large recess in the cliffs than an actual cave of any sort, there was enough shelter to keep them out of the whipping wind and rain but the crashing waves still sent a fine, cool mist into their space. They didn’t exactly have any resources, no food or fresh water, and hopefully that wouldn’t become a problem...fortunately, it wasn’t likely to be a lingering storm, the sudden ones usually weren’t.

“Man...this was not how I wanted to spend my day,” Histone griped. “How the hell far did we end up going?”

“We were out for...hm, about an hour or so before the clouds started rolling in...then we did like, double or triple-time for the rest of it...so, it’s probably gonna be more like two before we get home,” sighed Cascade. “And that’s gonna have to be after I rest and get some grub, otherwise I’m not gonna have the energy.”

“After the storm’s over, you two can go forage,” said Floyd. “And then we’ll figure out our way back. I mean, we’re not gonna get lost or anything, it’s just time...but I don’t know how long the storm will last. What if it doesn’t let up for a while?”

“Hope you don’t mind sleeping out here for a night,” Histone remarked.

“I mind. A lot. But...it’s not like the weather cares, I suppose. I guess you guys can bring a bit of food once you can go out and get some...and if I have to, I can drink your water.”

“You know you’re not supposed to do that.”

“Of course, but it’s better than drinking seawater, and better than dying of dehydration. And it’s not like it’s gonna poison me, just...you know, not the healthiest thing.”

“He’s got a point,” agreed Cascade. “Probably my water’s better since it’s a little less, uh, granular.”

“Well, let’s hope it doesn’t come to that anyway. We’re not gonna be out here more than overnight, and that shouldn’t kill any of us. Just gonna be boring as shit…” Histone leaned back a bit and folded his arms, sighing. “Times like this I wish I was a better talker.”

“Not like we really have anything super interesting to talk about since yesterday anyway,” Floyd cracked with a slight grin. “We pretty much talk every day about anything interesting. We just don’t have anything interesting that’s happened aside from this storm.”

“Yeah, and I think it’s talking more than enough already,” Cascade grumbled. “Still, been a while since the three of us have been cooped up like this against our will. We’ve been pretty lucky on our travels, I’ve heard of some people getting trapped in places for days. Our luck had to run out sometime.”

Histone shrugged after a moment. “True, we’ve been fortunate...I guess I shouldn’t gripe too much. Brief periods of boredom are a small price to pay for having a lucky and fruitful life.”

Floyd nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I’ve been really fortunate for the most part. And hey, I get to spend some quality time with my two favorite Pokémon, so it’s not all bad.”

“We spend quality time together every day.”

“Doesn’t mean I don’t like having more.”

“Point. And I guess we should be thankful that you’re a nice trainer who’s more interested in being friendly than being a prestige seeker who only cares about battles. It’s a lot more fun life when it doesn’t feel like you have to be in constant combat with everyone else. I mean, the wild gets enough of that, we don’t need every human to be looking for the same thing.”

“Too true,” agreed Cascade. “I like not fighting all the time. So much better to surf around and explore, and just have fun.”

“Well, you know what I’ve said,” replied Floyd. “There’s no point in being obsessed with power, especially when it’s really not your own power. There’s so much more to life than combat and struggle...people should enjoy life more, and I want to follow that example. Doesn’t matter that I don’t have two powerhouse Pokémon, I’m close to you and you’re close to me and that’s what counts.”

“Hmmm...while I appreciate that, I can’t help but feel like you may have just called us weak there.” The Blastoise’s voice was rumbling with amusement.

“Heh, no way...you’re just not keenly honed battle experts. I’ve seen you two doing your stuff though, you’re definitely powerful! I sure couldn’t measure up to that. It’s just not flashy, you don’t show it a lot.”

There was a moment of silence before Histone spoke up. “You want us to?”

“Huh?”

“To show you. You know, give you a taste of turtle power. You’ve seen it maybe, but do you really know what it’s like if you haven’t experienced it for yourself?”

Floyd cocked his head. “Are you...talking about battling me?”

“Didn’t we just say there’s more to life than combat?” Cascade countered with a knowing tone. “There are ways to show you just how strong we are that aren’t violent...but I can guarantee that they’ll leave an impression you won’t forget.”

Floyd had no idea what the two turtles were talking about, they seemed to have some idea that he wasn’t picking up on. But, he couldn’t say he could see the harm in indulging them...after all, they were clearly bored and it might have been something to keep them occupied for a while. And if he could end up giving them praise in the end that they deserved, all the better. “Well...okay, why not? You two go ahead and show me your ‘turtle power.’”

“With pleasure.”

Floyd let out a quiet yelp as he felt one of Cascade’s arms reach around his body and lift him up into the air. Not a bad start, he had to admit...and then his eyes widened as he felt the other arm reach down to his swimsuit, yanking it partway down his legs. The Blastoise’s somewhat stubby limbs didn’t have the reach to pull it all the way off, but Histone was right there on the job, his flippers taking the suit off the rest of the way and tossing it aside. The Carracosta’s grin was devious, and Floyd had to imagine that Cascade’s was almost a perfect match for it. “Don’t look so surprised. Haven’t we always said we’d do this if we had the chance?”

That did ring somewhat true...he’d heard the two of them banter about sexing him up before, even roughly. Nothing they’d ever acted on or even threatened to act on, so he’d never taken it seriously, but apparently they had been entirely serious. He was about to tell them off rather robustly for pulling a stunt like this, but the rebuke died on his tongue as he felt a cool flipper wrap around his dick. After all, he HAD asked them to show him their power...and beyond that, he trusted them. He’d known them for a decade now, since they were a Squirtle and Tirtouga, and after all they’d been through together, he knew they wouldn’t do anything to him that would be really terrible...maybe this was something he should indulge them in.

He felt Cascade’s grip loosen, but only enough for Histone to start flipping him over. He soon found himself on his hands and knees on the rocky floor, looking directly into Cascade’s crotch. There was a slight bit of consternation as he saw the growing member emerging in front of his eyes - it was a lot bigger than he thought he remembered seeing before in his couple of accidental glances. The thing put his arm to shame! Glancing back behind him, he could see Histone’s growing as well, and feel it as the ancient turtle Pokémon started rubbing it against his rear. Even that one was as big as his arm, and on a relatively small Pokémon...he knew he wasn’t in any danger from them, but that didn’t exactly quell the sense that he SHOULD be.

A strong hand turned his head back forward to the massive dick in front of his face. It was dripping quite a lot at the slightly concave head, the musky scent getting in his nose, thicker than he expected and with a slightly swampy scent. The hand on his head pushed him into it, demanding his attention; he started to give it, starting to lick it hesitantly, and then getting a bit more into it as the slightly salty and tangy taste turned out to be more agreeable than he’d feared. Cascade rumbled appreciatively. “Yeah, that’s right...get your hands on it too, there’s a lot of ground to cover.”

Floyd did as instructed, bringing his hands up to the solid staff of flesh and rubbing and massaging it where he could, letting his mouth do the work at the leaky tip. A moment later he gripped it tight, head rearing back as he was penetrated by Histone’s thick, rough cock, spearing deep into him without any real moderation. It was huge, thick and cool, stretching him out in a way he’d never imagined...but it somehow felt pretty good, the coolness dulling any negative sensation pretty effectively. Histone didn’t wait long before starting to rock in and out, providing a very strange mixture of friction and coolness in Floyd’s rear that was bizarrely enjoyable...soon he was moaning and pushing back into Histone a bit, while his treatment of Cascade’s cock got more energetic and eager.

“Heh...looks like you DO enjoy it,” Histone chuckled quietly, emphasizing the word just as his body smacked into the human’s rear. “Nghyeah, so do I...we shoulda done this ages ago. Guess we’ll just have to make up for lost time, eh?” He thumped against Floyd’s rear, and once again reached around to stroke the human’s dick as best he could, while his other arm curled around his torso. His thrusts became shorter and quicker, only pulling out a short ways before jamming in again...this helped build up the feeling of friction inside Floyd, making the trainer feel hotter and upping the euphoria. It felt like a thick, rubbery piston pumping in and out, thrumming against his prostate and making his own cock twitch in the cool grip.

“No question about that...gonna have to really get you used to taking us, aren’t we?” Cascade grunted in affirmation, his breathing picking up a bit as Floyd’s mouth and hands did their tricks on him. Precum was shooting out in pretty hearty gushes, painting his trainer’s face with thin, musky wetness, a satisfying sight in his eyes. “Then again, maybe you’re already getting used to it, as quickly as you’re getting into the groove...we really should’ve done this sooner.”

Floyd was starting to agree with them on that sentiment. His mouth lapped up as much of Cascade’s ample pre as it could, but the rest was leaving a slightly sticky mess on his face, which kept the fresh scent of Blastoise in his nose. And Histone was pounding him pretty hard, making him burn and cooling it at the same time. And all of it was a thrill, making his heart pound and cock throb madly...no question, it was so different from anything he’d ever done before, and as far as he was concerned it compared favorably. A bit unexpectedly so, he didn’t think he’d get turned on by the borderline forced stuff...but, in the end, it really wasn’t. The two turtle Pokémon were getting rough but not harsh, dominant but not nasty about it, giving him the sense that if he was really bothered by it he could tell them anytime and they’d stop immediately. And that was suiting him just right.

All too soon he was feeling the pleasure start to bubble past his limits...it had been so long since his last sexual encounter, and the two Pokémon were doing their best to make him unable to hold back. If it hadn’t been for that grip on his member, the stroking with the stimulating coolness and yet the roughness from the flipper’s both wet and rocky surface, he might have been able to hold out longer. but Histone didn’t hold back for even a moment and it pushed him over the edge all too quickly. With a loud moan he unloaded, a good several thick shots of white pasting the rocky floor underneath him, the sound just audible through the howling wind and crashing waves outside. His body twitched and squirmed around as the pleasure pulsed through him, riding out a climax bolstered by the steady thrusts into his ass, mind clouding briefly in the thrall of bliss.

It faded in what felt like far too short a time...but things weren’t finished yet. He was the only one to reach that peak, and now the two turtles were starting to get more insistent about their own pleasure. That flipper left Floyd’s cock, and Histone rose up again, grabbing onto the human’s hips and starting to pull out far more than before, his cock rocking in and out with a faster pace that he would have expected for his languid compatriot. Cascade was getting more pushy as well, that giant club shoving against Floyd’s face, demanding more of his mouth and soaking him with more precum. There wasn’t too much he could do, it was too thick for his mouth to take in even a little bit...but then inspiration struck. The human commenced an unexpected assault, licking in the slight recess of the Blastoise’s cockhead and nibbling on the rim here and there, teeth gently playing with the rubbery flesh. The deep gasps and moans coming from Cascade were a clear sign of success, and soon he was feeling a twitching and throbbing in the mighty staff that warned Floyd of an opening of the floodgates...not that he could move away without killing the mood, so he kept at it, hoping he could get a breath ready at just the right time.

Histone got there first, though, and distracted him quite effectively. The Carracosta let out a deep, keening groan, and Floyd’s eyes widened as he felt a gush of thin yet grainy seed pulse into his body. He’d felt that wet sensation back there before, but never like this - the first shot alone exceeded probably everything that he’d ever taken back there in all his encounters combined, and it just kept coming! Some of it was dribbling out between his rear and the thick invader, especially when Histone gave a slight buck here and there, but his cock was an otherwise effective plug and caused Floyd to rapidly feel a growing sensation of fullness within him.

It was that that almost caused him to miss his cue, and it was almost too late by the time he heard the rumble from Cascade. He got his breath just in time as the first pulse splashed into his face, giving him a musky bath he’d never asked for but had no way of avoiding. His eyes shut tight, but he opened his mouth to get a taste of the salty, swampy flavor of the Blastoise seed. It was thinner than Histone’s was, lacking the graininess of the Rock-type’s fluids, and was almost refreshing in a way with its coolness. It definitely helped keep him cool as it shot over pretty much all of him - his front, his back, his face and arms, even some of it getting on Histone behind him and bathing his own bits. Bits that were back at attention, maybe hadn’t even gone down thanks to the rubbing after his own climax.

Cascade was grinning widely as his emissions abated, looking down at his thoroughly soaked trainer. The scent of his seed probably wasn’t going to get out of him any time soon, with that kind of load...pity only Pokémon would be able to smell it reliably. “Now you know what I mean when I talk about my third cannon.”

Floyd coughed a bit as his response was interrupted by a slight catch of some seed down the wrong pipe. “Ass, you think I didn’t already know what you were talking about?”

“There’s knowing, and there’s KNOWING.”

“Yeah, just like turtle power,” Histone cracked as he drew his shaft out of Floyd’s rear. The mild bloat that had cropped up at the end of the Carracosta’s unloading was very suddenly relieved as a rather copious gush of seed ran out of him upon the turtle’s extraction, soaking the floor and getting on Histone’s crotch a bit. He could still feel a bit of that weight in him, but it wasn’t bad. “Not gonna question any of it now, are you?”

“Ngh, definitely not.”

“Good. But we’re not done with you.”

“Eh?” No time to react, Floyd was suddenly manhandled by Histone, pulled back and then flipped over, and then deposited only semi-gently onto the rock, now facing the Carracosta with his back to Cascade. Histone’s cock was right up in his face, giving him a slightly different scent, still salty and swampy but with more earthy tones as well. It felt rougher to the touch, and Histone was making the most of it by frotting it against his face, using the slick remnants of Blastoise seed to keep it from getting too rough.

Despite his aching erection, Floyd was tempted to call time out, for at least a break to rest up and recover...and then he felt Cascade grab his hips, actually lift him up, lining up his massive dick at his ass, and the true measure of the turtle’s impatience became clear to him. He wanted IN something, not just the touchy thing from before...and if Histone had been big, Cascade’s size even put him to shame. This was going to be rough…

And even more than he thought, as Histone clearly wasn’t going to be content with the same treatment Floyd had given their partner. His flipper tilted Floyd’s head up more, and the head of his cock was pushed up against the human’s mouth. Floyd’s eyes widened as he got a push from both sides at the same time, both jaw and ass being stretched liberally, almost to the point where he thought it would start getting agonizing…

His mouth gave way first, stretching beyond what he thought it could to accommodate the thick turtle dick, which immediately started trying to go in deeper. The other end didn’t hold out much longer, and he felt a massive expansion as the giant tool shoved inside him, making him feel cramped and immensely full rather quickly. From there Histone’s seed helped smooth the way, though only so much...but despite the discomfort of being so stretched, the pleasure was also there, and slowly growing. Especially with the crushing pressure on his prostate, relentless and intoxicating, making him jerk and throb as bolt after bolt rushed through him.

Slowly the two pushed deeper, each one intent on bottoming out in the human despite the considerable size difference. Thankfully for Floyd, their thickness was pretty uniform down their lengths, meaning that neither one got too much harder to deal with at any particular depth...at least, not in terms of the stretch. It was definitely extremely hard to breathe around what Histone was giving him, though...somehow not impossible, there was a slight gap allowing air through someway, but it wasn’t much. It would be tough, but as Histone’s body met his face, his hands found purchase on the Carracosta’s ankles and locked tight, ceding to the Pokémon’s power. Cascade embedded himself fully inside just seconds later...he could swear the two were trying to meet in the middle of him, though he knew that couldn’t happen.

Fully at their mercy, he knew he was in for it...and they didn’t disappoint.

There was no slow start this time, both Pokémon started going at a pretty rapid clip, sawing in and out with significantly less reservation than before. Floyd could do nothing except ride it out, completely out of actions - with his legs held, he couldn’t move his body much, and his ass was so stretched that there was no trying to tense down, he was at maximum tension and could only take what was given. And much the same was going on up front, he couldn’t lick because his tongue was pinned, being rubbed roughly by the frictive surface of the Carracosta dick, much like his throat was. The heavier taste was flooding his taste buds, and he couldn’t do a thing about it, swallowing was impossible, he could only just breathe in a little at a time, and was trying to do so as quickly as possible.

And despite this all, Floyd’s body was going nuts with pleasure. Or maybe it was because of it all, maybe he was being pushed so far beyond his limits that he didn’t know how to process it all and it just took the tenor that it was clearly meant to. All he knew was that he was throbbing and dripping, his body was jerking involuntarily in pleasure, and what few motions and sounds he could get out were encouraging rather than combative. His second orgasm was fast approaching, and again he was too bowled over to put much into stopping it.

“Grah, fuck, he’s so goddamn tight…” growled Cascade in wanton lust, his hips smacking wetly into the human’s rear, almost ringing out in the cave.

“You’re just that fucking huge,” cackled Histone as his cock pulled out with a slurp and then shoved back in with a slap. He was slowing just as his groin met the human’s face so his rocky shell didn’t cause any damage. “Gonna ruin him for anything normal, I think...he’ll only be able to get into the kind of stretch that a nice big Pokémon can give him.”

“Rrr, then we’ll just have to make up for it by giving it to him often enough that he’s not feeling left out.”

“Read my mind. Hah, I’m...close already...”

“You too? Then...let’s not wait!” The two ramped it up suddenly, Floyd’s eyes bugged out as he was veritably hammered from behind, the enormous tool imposing its will on his body with devastating force. And Histone was suddenly rutting in deep and swelling up just a bit, enough to cut off his breath just as he took in as big a one as he could. It was all too much, he felt himself going off again, eyes rolling back in his head as waves of pleasure cascaded through him, making him twitch and squirm in the grip of the two turtles.

And just as he did, they joined him. Almost hitting at the same time, two loud groans lowed out through the cave and Floyd felt geysers burst in his throat and ass. Histone’s grainy, heavy seed was rapidly pouring into him, he wasn’t rocking like before to make sure he didn’t get anything where it didn’t belong, keeping Floyd from getting a proper taste for the moment. But it was Cascade that was making the biggest impression - his load had seemed enormous on the outside, but inside it was unbelievable. The bloat was not so much rapid as immediate, and it made its physical presence instantly known as he felt his gut start to distend from the sheer amount of fluid going into him. And there was not a bit of leakage, not with the Blastoise’s cock stubbornly buried stone-still inside him, ensuring deeper was the only place for his load to go. Just another overload on top of the overload, and it was keeping him shooting until he had literally nothing left, and even then his orgasm continued to linger…

The lack of air was just starting to get to him when Histone pulled himself back, his tapering climax letting a fair amount of seed out of him still. It quickly filled the human’s mouth as he emerged, fighting for his attention against refilling his lungs, causing him to cough a bit. But he eventually got around it, sucking in breaths while his tongue marinated in Carracosta cum...a taste he had to admit he was a bit drawn to, odd as it was. Once the spinning in his head had settled, he was able to swallow it down, adding to the weight in his gut...it didn’t seem like he even had more space for it, but somehow he got it through.

It wasn’t until Cascade finally set him down and pulled himself out that Floyd truly got relief, though. Just having that tool out of him alone eased a lot of the strain and bulge, but then came the seed, pumping out of him almost like his own Water Gun. As he was emptied, his breathing eased, the swell receded, and he returned to feeling more or less normal...or as normal as one could feel after being fucked like that. He was an exhausted mess, but there was also a superior sense of satisfaction that had been lacking in his own stimulation, or even his other encounters. All things considered, that had been an experience to remember.

“So...regret not saying anything before?” Cascade was panting with a fair bit of weight as well, as the effort was catching up to him.

Floyd flopped over onto his back, looking up at the Blastoise with a faint grin. “I dunno, if I had, I don’t know that I would’ve gotten it like that.”

“Maybe not...we were awfully pent up,” admitted Histone. “Though I think you were as well.”

“Yeah...definitely. You guys showed me right, though...I guess it’s probably gonna become a regular thing now, isn’t it?”

“If you want it to be, you’d better believe it will.”

“Think I’d be hard-pressed to say no. Even if you guys treat me more like a water balloon than a trainer. Guess I’m lucky you guys are so harmless during sex.”

That got an amused snort from Cascade. “Sure makes sex a lot more fun when you don’t have to hold back. Why do you think so many trainers go for it?”

“You guys being pushy probably helps.” With some effort Floyd sat up, still feeling a bit of sloshing inside from what seed remained within him. He looked around a bit, a bit of consternation in his expression. “Uh...where’s my swimsuit?”

“Eh? Wasn’t it just over there a bit?” The three looked over in the direction Histone had tossed it, which was close to the cavern’s entrance, where the whipping rain and crashing waves still raged. No sign of it anywhere…and not many places it could have gone, apart from the obvious conclusion.

“Oops...guess I...misjudged my strength a bit?” Histone looked a bit abashed.

“Well...that’s gonna probably be impossible to find at this point,” sighed Floyd with a tired, resigned grin. “We’ll probably want to avoid any passing surfers on our way back...whenever that is.”

“Can’t imagine any of us will be in shape to leave tonight,” Cascade observed. “I’m pretty beat at this point, even if the storm does let up soon…”

Histone shrugged. “Same. As long as we’re in for the long haul for the night though...why not make the most of it? There’s not really much else to do anyway.”

“Again?” Floyd asked in disbelief. “You’ve still got gas in the tank for that? I’m probably just shooting blanks at this point...”

“Hey, you’ve never been with a Water-type. We’ve got a bigger supply than any other type of Pokémon, we could orgasm a dozen times before we even start to run dry. You want a demonstration?”

“I don’t think I could last long enough for a demonstration like that.”

Cascade and Histone were giving him those devious grins again though. “Well now…” the Blastoise said with a suggestive tone. “You won’t find out unless you give it a shot, right? And maybe we can do something to give you a spot of adrenaline if you start wearing down...I’m sure we can come up with something.”

“Yeah, you already got somewhere by letting us show you turtle power,” agreed Histone. “Maybe you’ll find something else in letting us show you that storms and seas aren’t the only things that are relentless around here.”

Perhaps he could have argued, but Floyd was sure they would wear him down before too much longer. Relentless, indeed, but...he couldn’t deny his enjoyment, nor the thrill from his longtime partners and their displays of power. So he simply ceded to them once again...and even though the storm lingered a surprisingly long time, when the winds and waves ceased the slurps and slaps of a good time were still arising from the cozy little crevice where the three tested their limits again and again.