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GATOR TAILS: STUDENT AMBITION

Gary had been driving carefully down the bumpy dirt road for about half an hour and double checked the highlighted path on the folded road map, he brought with him on the trip into the swamp preserve area. He was grateful his pace didn't have to be too slow. The air conditioning in his old beat-up two door truck, had not worked for a couple years. The finances for his time in college was a bigger priority and the truck was otherwise in great running condition. He took the liberty of removing the doors for this trip, to improve ventilation through the cab on the hot summer day.

“Damn. This research outpost is about as far off the main road as mom and dad's old farm." He observed, as he looked around at the nearby thick brush just off the road.

Occasionally the brush itself would thin out and give him a glimpse of the wetland just beyond it and even spotted one alligator himself. Gary was really looking forward to his first field research assignment and grateful for the sudden change in the schedule back at the university. He personally thought it was hilarious, when they told him why the current student wanted to be assigned to a different location. Something about the alligators were actually stalking him and harassing him. The work conditions was making it just about impossible for him to get anything done. He finally had enough of the swamp and kept bugging the university every day of Gary's final exam week, about when he would be coming out to the swamp and if they could somehow make it sooner.

“Keep your pants on Chuck. I will be there soon enough." He uttered to himself.

The student then looked up to the rear view mirror and briefly checked his appearance. He managed to find the time to cut his brown hair back to about an inch long and even trim his thin beard enough to not look so shaggy. Gary was told he could forgo the usual collared short sleeve tan shirt, with the university animal sciences logo on it, and matching pants for this assignment. The university was aware of how hot the weather had been recently and could only imagine what it was like out in the swamp at the remote one-man research outpost. He did recall the current occupying student having one positive thing to say about the place. One of the locals visited daily to make sure he had food to eat and was staying properly hydrated. A little southern hospitality in an otherwise very uncivilized work environment. Gary made sure he brought along his own large cooler and refilled it with ice back at his last stop before the long road. Buried in the ice was a simple black drinking canteen filled with water.

He then spotted a break in the brush in the distance, then beyond it the vague visage of a weathered wooden structure and another red truck parked in front of it. As his truck got closer, one could see there was a lot of water just beyond the building and many thick trees standing in it, decorated with long stands of air ferns. The building itself was a repurposed boat shed, purchased from a local by the university itself. It was assessed that the location was ideal for future studies of alligator behavior. It was then puzzling why a student was sent out here, that obviously couldn't handle being around such animals. The whole situation didn't make sense. When he inquired more about the specific circumstances, the current outpost occupant seemed initially very eager to take on the assignment and really needed the credit. Perhaps this guy should have looked into what was required and then would have looked for something else less… demanding?

As the truck cleared the opening in the brush, a slim long legged bare footed man appeared from the far side of the building and practically ran up to the driver side of the truck when it stopped. He was blond, with shoulder length hair and a scruffy face. The clothes consisted exclusively of a very faded music artist t-shirt and black denim shorts. He also looked very wet, as water could be seen dripping off of him everywhere. He at least managed to get a decent tan.

“Well." A little heavy breathing from him. “You finally made it. The name is Chuck."

The man greeted Gary with an outstretched hand.

“Hey Chuck. It was a rough road and grateful I still have my truck."

Both exchanged a smile and a chuckle.

“Whoa. You are a pretty big guy. Well, as compared to skinny me of course." Chuck observed.

“Yeah. I have a little meat on me. Grew up on a farm." Gary observed of himself and then gave his slight belly under his plain blue t-shirt a pat. “Managed to acquire this while living in the city though. Maybe the work out here can make it go away again. Love to swim."

“Trust me. You will definitely be doing a lot of swimming and wading. The boat can't go everywhere and don't need to be disturbing the gators with it's motor noise in some places."

“I'll keep that in mind."

“I see you got some nice outdoor boots on, with those sturdy looking shorts. You will need those too… when not getting wet. What dry land exists out here is rough." Chuck points out and motions towards the tan boots on Gary's feet.

“So where are your boots then?"

“Already in my truck with everything else, that goes back with me."

“Any additional or special instructions, before we part ways and I get settled in here?"

“The basic solar power electrical system can be unreliable on cloudy days. So be brief with the radio messages. The battery powered motor on the boat can be temperamental too. The university did make sure you got my message about some of the gators acting weird? Like really weird?"

“I got it and will be sure to see if maybe I can figure out what is up with that. I actually have experience around animals like them."

“Wow. You are certainly less rattled about that than me. Feeling a little self conscious now. Maybe I wasn't cut out for being around gators anyway. Maybe stick to animals that actually have fur and run on land. Anyway, great to meet you and be safe out there."

Both shook hands again and nodded, before Chuck sprinted to his truck and hopped in through the open driver side door. Gary grabbed his back pack and slid out of his seat onto his feet. Just as he got up next to the red truck, Chuck started it up and then ducked his head out.

“Almost forgot to tell you. The local guy that comes by here daily is a friendly guy and a little bigger than you. He seems to carry the weight well though. His name is Bruno and always wearing dirty denim bib overalls. He also likes to hang around and is even useful with basic tasks. The university doesn't mind what help he gives you, so long as he doesn't break anything."

“I take it he may be useful with the gators specifically?"

“Considering he told me that his family has lived here for generations, I think that is a safe bet."

“Thanks for the added info and tips. Be careful halfway back to the main road. There is a pretty big pot hole right in the middle and can be tricky getting around it."

“Cool. I'll be sure and watch out for that." Chuck assured, before he shifted his truck in reverse and backed around the other truck and then waved from his cab, as he drove away rather briskly.

Gary gave his one hand a quick shake and flung off the excess water, before doing his initial visual inspection of the building's two sides accessible on the dry land. None of the building itself touched the dry land and was completely suspended on thick posts. Aside from being weathered down to a pale gray color, the sides were completely intact. The drainage pipe running from the building and out into the nearby brush looked to be free of cracks. He then walked back to where Chuck's truck was parked and ascended the two steps in front of the open entry door.

Upon stepping through it, the building dramatically transformed. The first thing he noticed was that the other outer two walls were missing. Opposite of the wall he passed through, was just thick vertical posts and screen from floor to ceiling cross beam. Just beyond it was the covered boat dock and a simple bass boat. Something like a wall existed adjacent to it. The solid part of it came up to chest height and then the rest was also screen. Against the half wall was an actual king size bed, that appeared to be built into the floor and very solid. It certainly didn't look like those cheap metal frame contraptions with just springs under the mattress. The generous open interior was completely painted white and was big enough to fit a large truck in it, with room to walk around it. closer inspection showed that the building itself was built very sturdy. He then noticed the door and frame was reinforced with three horizontal heavy sliding latches, when swinging it out from the immediate partition wall.

“Somebody did work on this place, after the university bought it, and knew what they were doing." He mumbled to himself. “This place is put together like the buildings back on the farm." He observed while inspecting the ceiling for holes. “It would take a pretty strong horse to damage this place for sure. I guess the gators out here tend to be a little curious and nosy." He assumes, when looking back at the door and it's heavy hinges.

Gary glanced out the entry door real quick, then set his pack down in front of it, before walking through the open door in the middle of the partition wall. This room was a little more enclosed and featured it's own dramatically different treatments. The solid outside wall of the building was only eight feet from the door. It and the other two walls, along with the floor itself, was completely covered in large white tiles. The fourth wall was also completely missing and continued the open screen partition treatment of the main living area. This room appeared to be dual purpose as kitchen and bathroom, with the smaller wall displaying a small window hovering over the toilet. The larger wall had a dual basin stainless steel sink set in a thick heavy wood counter top, that gave the user six feet of flat work space on either end. There were no cabinets above or below, leaving the counter top to be anchored into the wall and suspended on four metal poles. There appeared to be no stove. It was replaced with a simple electrical appliance that had one large heating element and a hot plate. He could see only two electrical outlets in this room and thankfully both were above the counter top.

Beyond this area was just a big open space with a single shower head mounted on the wall. Gary remembered the advice back at the university about this setup. The shower, toilet and sink all used off the cistern and to be efficient with the water usage. Then came the one feature that was likely a definite deal breaker for female students. There was nothing around on either side of the screen partition, to use for privacy. Being a boy that grew up on a farm and shared an outdoor open air shower with the other hired workers, this did not bother him one bit and made him chuckle.

“Well. Better check in with the university and let them know I arrived. I can give them a follow up communication tomorrow and let them know everything is working fine." Gary announced to himself and walked back into the main area. “What ever is broken here, I can likely fix it."

The student then walked over to the corner, where the older large ham radio radio set on a wooden nightstand and switched it on. He then made a quick frequency adjustment and pressed down on the microphone button of the base receiver.

“This is Biology Base 13 Alpha to Central Monitoring. Checking in and confirming successful hand over of research outpost. Over."

Gary only had to wait a few seconds and got a response.

“This is Central Monitoring Biology Base. Hand over is confirmed and recorded. Say, how fast did he leave there?"

The man forgot to suppress his laugh before responding.

“He didn't kick up a cloud of dust. But I am sure them bumps on the road will feel a little bigger for him. He sure looked excited to see me."

“Looks like a couple of us lost a bet on that one. They were counting on a faster retreat."

“That bad, huh?"

“It took real effort on our end to get him to stay those last two days."

“Nobody told me that. What on Earth got him so rattled?"

“You are not going to believe this, but he said the gators started talking to him. They were like teasing and taunting him from out in the water." Gary could hear background laughter.

“Oh good grief. They are just alligators. He probably was letting his imagination run wild and his brain started mixing all the usual swamp sounds together into a mess that sounded like words. All of us country boys know this can happen under the right conditions. You got to keep a cool head."

“Hey. We tried telling him that and he was adamant about the talking part."

“Do him a favor and give him some time off for the summer. Biology Base out."

“We definitely will. Stay safe. Central Monitoring out."

Gary then switched off the radio and walked back to the entry door, before stepping out to retrieve the cooler. The sun was getting higher and the temperature was definitely rising. Maybe he would go for a quick dip before starting the more thorough inspection. Speaking of… Chuck looked like he had been in the water. Something probably spooked him and he fell in off the boat dock.

“Yeah. That probably did it, right then and there for him." The man said to himself and chuckled, while carrying the cooler back to the research building.

The cooler was carried further into the other room and set under the sink. Upon walking back into the main room, he decided to see what was in the big trunk setting on the screen partition side of the bed. As expected, when it was opened, all the essential linens was inside it and actually clean.

“Okay. Another good thing about Chuck. He was definitely domestic and kept everything clean." Gary observed and closed the lid. “Now. Let's get unpacked."

The man walked over to the open entry door and retrieved his pack, before walking back to the bed and setting down with it. He spent the next hour going through everything in it and checking his own hand radio batteries, as well as the flashlight batteries. Once he was satisfied with that, he walked outside and around the end of the building with the screen and began inspecting the covered boat dock. He could get used to the floating pontoon style dock setup. Made boat access a lot easier, as compared to the old family farm setup. Next was going back over to the other end of the building on dry land, to inspect the solar battery array. As usual everything looked fine and well maintained. Even the checklist on the inside of the access panel, was kept current with Chuck's name and... one date.

“Damn Chuck, only one week." Gary teased and closed the panel. “Time for that dip."

Once he was back inside the building, Gary stood completely still for a moment and closed his eyes. He focused on just the sounds of the swamp around him and waited for anything that didn't belong. Things like car or boat engines. Even talking. Nothing. The man then opened his eyes and bent over to begin unlacing his boots. Without need to sit down on the bed, he lifted a foot up and slipped both boots right off his feet. His socks quickly followed, along with his shorts and jock strap. Gary then removed his shirt and tossed it onto the bed, before walking over to the trunk and retrieved one large body towel from it. The man then walked on out of the building and down onto the floating dock. He did a quick visual survey of the area and saw no signs of alligators, then eased himself down onto his ass and gently dipped his feet and legs into the warm water, being careful to not disturb it too much. Gary then gripped the edge of the dock and leveraged all his weight on his arms, before slowly sliding into it up to his chest. He then felt his feet make contact with the submerged ground under him.

The man had no plans to swim in these waters. He just needed to simply be in it and get some relief form the heat. Being one who frequently went in the water, he had no concerns about sunburn and was confident that his dark tan, that covered every inch of his mildly hairy body, would protect him. The man allowed himself a brief private moment and closed his eyes before letting loose a healthy size piss load directly into the water. He subtly twisted his body side to side, to make his floating bobbing phallus wave through the water and disperse the urine away from him more effectively. The motion through the warm water quickly stimulated him and caused the cock to quickly get firm on him, while also stimulating his relaxed mind to recall his memory from the previous night.

Gary quickly learned where to go for good dick in the city and one of the best times he had was with someone he met at a bear bar. The man had everything he was looking for that night and went home with him, to his place out in the country. The bear had friends and a play room with a sling. Suffice it to say, the horny student was in that sling a long time. Gary began stroking himself, while his eyes were closed and got hard in the soothing water quickly. He kept playing the entire night in his head, as one big bellied bear after another plowed his ass and filled him with their rather generous load. He never felt so used and horny in his entire life, as that night in the man's house. Gary kept masturbating and was on the edge, when his ears picked up on the distinct combination sound of a huge motor and fan running in the distance. He opened his eyes and slowed his stroking, while shielding them from the sun with his other hand.

“I'll bet this is probably that Bruno guy Chuck told me about."

He kept slowly stroking himself and didn't move from his spot, as the approaching air boat began slowing down, while occasionally revving the engine and then eventually shut it off. There appeared to be only one man on board and he seemed to be looking towards Gary in the same manner. The boat itself began slowly turning sideways, as the drag of the swamp water began slowing it down dramatically. He watched as the man climbed down from his elevated pilot seat and then leaned back against the metal frame, waiting for the momentum of the boat to bring him closer. Now it could clearly be seen that this man was definitely Bruno. He had a tan cap on his head and appeared to be wearing nothing else but the blue denim bib overalls.

Once the boat was within sixty feet, it's drifting had slowed to almost a complete stop. Gary then abruptly found himself going back to the memory of the previous night and recognized the black haired man with the full beard standing on the air boat. It was his house, where him and his friends fucked the student through multiple orgasms. Bruno bent over and put his hands on the knees, before squinting his eyes and then straightening back up. The familiar looking bearish man then let loose a laugh and slapped one knee hard with his hand, before reaching up to his cap and lifting it a little to scratch his head. He then slipped the cap back down in place and squatted down.

“Well what are the odds that we would be seeing each other again. What brings you back out to my neck of the woods and to this particular patch of land? Better yet, why would a boy like you be just sitting there in the water? You do know there are alligators around here, yes?" Gary remained silent, as he held onto his cock with his submerged hand. A cock that refused to go soft, as the big man grinned at him. “You know what." Bruno started, as he straightened up and looked around. “Those questions can wait. Something else can't." He unclipped the straps on his bib overalls and let them fall to his bare feet, showing he had absolutely nothing else on. “I'm thinking of joining you for a little soak myself. You don't mind do you?" The naked hairy man proposed. Gary slowly shook his head and continued slowly stroking his hard cock. “Yeah. I didn't think you would mind." Bruno gave his own rather large flaccid cock a few strokes, before squatting down and then hopping out of the boat.

The spot where he jumped out was fairly close to the nearby dry land and barely deep enough to hide his cock from view, as he walked around to the back of the air boat and gave it a couple of shoves. Gary was shocked by the level of strength the man displayed, as he both pushed and guided the boat to drift, then beach it's font end onto the dry land. Bruno then walked towards the front of the boat and stopped halfway along it's length, leaving only his shins submerged in the water. One could see the man's cock was quickly becoming hard, before he turned around and bent over the edge of the air boat hull. This view demonstrated the man had black hair all over his body, but it didn't look messy. It appeared to flow with his body's contours and enhanced the curvature of his ass very nicely. Bruno then straightened back up and turned around, displaying a hard bobbing cock that was dripping precum. The man then slowly walked back into the water towards Gary. The student still couldn't believe this moment was actually happening. One of the men that used him for a fuck toy with his buddy's was going to be the same man seeing him daily and possibly fuck him daily as well. He swallowed hard and licked his lips, as Bruno finally closed the remaining distance and stood chest deep in the water only twelve inches away. He then reached out under the water and nudged Gary's hand away, before taking over the slow stroking. The bearish man then moved in to press their body's together and crushed his lips into the student's, while bringing his larger cock into contact with the smaller throbbing one and then began masturbating them together. Bruno broke the kiss and pulled the man into a hug, bringing his lips to an ear.

“Judging from how hard your cock is throbbing, you will be cumming soon." He spoke softly to Gary. “I could finish you off right here and then fuck you. But I think you would enjoy the moment better if you came back with me and let all of us use you again. That is if you can get yourself cooled down enough and be willing to wait until we get back to my house."

The student found himself hugging the man back tighter.

“I think… I can wait." Gary whispered.

Bruno then released the student from the hug and pulled back to the distance of an arm's length.

“Need any help getting dressed and packed?" He asked.

“Packed?" Gary asked, as he turned and pulled himself out of the water onto the dock.

“Well sure. I know from previous students at this post, that you are not expected to get any work done your first day. It's all about getting settled in and familiar with the area. My boys and I would be more than happy to help you with that, after we have our fun. Trust me kid, you will want to spend more than just a couple hours with us, once we give you the deluxe hospitality treatment. You will want to stay the night." Bruno remarked with a grin and then turned to walk back to his boat.

Gary simply stood there on the dock for a moment and watched the man continue walking through the water like it wasn't even there, then finally grabbed his towel and then turned to walk back up to dry land into the building. The student didn't waste much time and simply dabbed the excess water off him, before getting everything back into his pack. He then threw his travel clothes back on and laced his boots. Gary vaguely remembered what Bruno's large house was like and was confident he had a proper washing machine. Especially if it turned out to be a home shared by all those men. Gary did one last visual check throughout the research outpost and then exited the building and closed the door. The moment he turned towards the beached air boat and began walking towards it. Bruno had his overalls back on and started up the engine, to do some test revs of the fan and then slowly got the air boat turned around. Gary climbed on board and was handed a pair of ear protectors, that he received with an appreciative smile. He then got himself seated and his pack secured under the front passenger bench, just as the fan revved again and began pushing the air boat fully back into the water.

He was taken by surprise at how quickly the watercraft accelerated and the agility it demonstrated, as Bruno proficiently guided it between the trees and took them deeper into the swamp itself. Gary occasionally got taps on the shoulder from the man's bare foot and he would look up, then out to where an outstretched finger would be pointing. True to the words spoken back at the outpost, he was being shown around the swamp and enjoyed every moment of it. The lighting level then began dropping some, as the trees got taller and the shade canopy got denser. The boat also slowed down, to facilitate more responsible maneuvering across the water, as it was guided past the occasional cluster of tree trunks and isolated land mounds. His eyes then caught glimpses of pale gray, that would pop out in the distance and then disappear. Eventually the glimpses clarified into brief moments of perceiving what appeared to be a vertical feature of a building. Sometimes there would be part of a window mixed into the view.

Gary got another tap on the shoulder and looked directly ahead, as the trees began to quickly thin out and more of the structure became visible all the time. Although it was night time then and not much could be seen beyond the lanterns mounted on the sides of the house, he was pretty sure this was the same one they were now approaching. A new feature then began to materialize in the foreground, as air ferns were seen hovering in place and attached to an almost invisible barrier fence directly ahead. It rose four feet above water and looked to be made of something very sturdy. The boat then quickly began powering down and turned towards a dense cluster of trees, that were hiding a rather old looking boat house. It's wood had aged so much, that it blended in with the wood of the trees themselves. He then heard the engine of the boat shut off and got another tap. He looked up and saw a naked Bruno, standing next to him without ear protection, motioning to take his protection off. Gary did as requested and allowed his line of site to linger on the large beer can thick cock that was already hard and dripping, before handing them to the man.

“What did you think of the little swamp tour on the way here?" Bruno asked as he turned to stow the ear protectors away.

“It was really neat seeing just how many alligators actually live here. Look forward to seeing them up close." Gary replied.

“You stick with me and that will definitely happen."

Gary then noticed two more naked men with bellies and full beards standing up on the wooden receiving platform of the boat house, as the air boat drifted to a stop and Bruno tossed them the ends of two ropes. One was hairy with light brown hair and the other one had no body hair, with red curly hair on his head. Both casually caught a rope one-handed and went their separate directions, before looping it into a layered figure eight on nearby post anchors. The student then retrieved his pack from under the bench and handed it to the extended hand of the brown haired one. Although he was not as hairy as Bruno, he was still big and solid looking. He then extended his other hand and effortlessly pulled Gary up onto the dock, before tossing the pack over to the other one and gave the student a big hug.

“Welcome back kid. We are always glad to see guests return to us. The name is Duke." The husky man whispered into his ear. “This here fella is Larry." The man said in a regular tone, after breaking the hug and motioning over to red haired one. Gary remembered them both and their generously sized cocks, that were also beginning to inflate with anticipation of fucking him again.

“I'll go ahead and take this into the house, along with your clothes." Larry offered with an extended hand, while holding onto the back pack with the other one.

“Of course." Gary replied and chuckled, before removing his shirt, then dropped to a knee to remove his boots. Next came his shorts and jock strap.

Sight of seeing the three naked bearish men again, was getting the student aroused. The moment his jock strap was off, his hard cock bobbed freely in the air and throbbed. Duke immediately reached forward and gave it a squeeze, then grinned and let go of it. He then took the boots and turned to follow Larry out the nearby open door to the boat house. Gary watched as they kept walking further away along the elevated wooden walkway and absentmindedly began slowly stroking himself. He then felt Bruno move up next to him, before being pulled into another hug and kiss. This time the man's tongue plunged right into his mouth and proceeded to move everywhere it was allowed. The gesture was returned as the student's own tongue plunged equally deep into the bearish man's mouth. Both began moaning and started grinding each other's crotches together, as their cocks slid over each other between their bellies. Bruno then broke the kiss and held Gary's head in his hands tenderly.

“I have something special to show you. We know you will love it too." He assured the student before briefly hopping onto the boat and opening a small chest by the pilot seat, then closed the chest and hopped back onto the dock.

“So where is the rest of the gear?" Gary asked and pointed at what looked like very interesting looking scuba masks.

“Oh these? A local friend invented them. You don't need the tank. They do all the work." Bruno replies and holds them up in front of the student.

“Wait? Seriously? How?"

“You can ask him later when he joins the fun. You already met him last night."

“I take it I have to put that on, to see what you want to show me… under water."

“You catch on fast. We will do a trial run, until you get used to the mask and see that it really does work. Then we will go join the others already down there." Bruno assures him and points towards the water area, beyond the open boat house door, protected by the barrier fence.

Gary walks out of the boat house and notices the fence barrier stretched in a wide gentle arc as far as his eyes could see on both sides of the elevated walkway. One end connected with the driveway to the large gray house in the distance. It looked like a very weather beaten gray southern mansion, that appeared to be setting on it's own island, with only two ways in and he just came here through one. The fence on the other side kept going until it disappeared beyond the house and tiny island. Gary judged the allotted distance between the fence and the island to be about one hundred feet. He then spotted one of the masks come into view in front of him. It was black and looked just like a regular scuba mask. The only difference was the black screened protrusions on the side, that looked a lot like attached mini oxygen tanks mounted to it at their sides. There was no attached snorkel hose either. He paused for a bit longer and wondered what was so special under the water.

“So. Ready to try it out?" He hears Bruno ask him, with a hint of excitement in his voice.

“If this by chance doesn't work for me…" Gary starts and a hand rests gently on his wrist.

They both look into each other's eyes.

“Remember last night, about what you learned of trust in us?"

Gary just nods.

“This is that time again. I guarantee you will love the freedom this gives you. You eventually will forget that you are even wearing it and just focus on us. There is one important thing to remember. Unless something is in it, keep your mouth closed and breath normal." Bruno instructs him.

“Alright. Let's do this."

“Good boy." Bruno gives him a pat on the shoulder, before slipping on his mask and immediately jumps into the water.

Gary remembers his scuba lessons and spits into the goggles, before smearing it across the clear surface and puts it on his face.

“And here we go." He tells himself and jumps in.

The temperature of the water at the fenced enclosed area was just as warm and murky as back at the otupost. Gary loved the feel of it moving over his body, as he maneuvered around and began testing the mask for himself. He was immediately surprised at how easy it was to breath with the mask. Not quite as easy as breathing open air, but the diminished effort to breath with the mask was welcome. As he slowly turned around some more, he caught site of Bruno. The man was just waving his arms and legs, to keep himself in place. Gary could see that his cock was still hard, which reminded the student his own cock was also hard and throbbed within the warm embrace of the surrounding water. He did a couple test maneuvers and then was finally satisfied that he was actually living the promised reality of the mask. Gary then raised a thumb up and received the same gesture from Bruno, before the bearish man then waved to follow him and turned to begin swimming away. The student wasted no time in propelling himself forward and catching up with him.

Site of an odd style looking lattice came into view, that was smothered in random sections by clumps of underwater vegetation. Traditional fence was made up of squares. This one had triangles. They were obviously not that far from the barrier fence and Bruno took both of them right up to it. Gary watched as the man parted one of the vegetation clumps and demonstrated how thick and sturdy the material was, by grabbing onto it and futilely attempted to shake it. A closer look at the material in his grasp, showed it to be about the width of two fingers put together. The distance between intersecting points was no more than two fists put together. Bruno then motioned again to follow him, as both dived down along the fence and used it to pull themselves all the way to the nearby bottom. The bearish man pointed at the collection of boulders that formed the anchoring foundation for the protective barrier. Unfortunately the depleted illumination at the bottom took an otherwise transparent face plate and turned it into a mirror amid the murky water. If it weren't for that, Bruno would have seen the intense expression on Gary's face, communicating how impressed he was with the enclosure setup so far. Instead, all he could do was smile and nod eagerly.

The bearish man then moved in close to the student and reached for his cock and gave it a few casual enticing strokes, before letting go and moving directly away form the fence. No hand signals were given this time and it was implied to simply follow him. Bruno kept them close to the bottom and maintain a slow but persistent pace, as the vague outline of a rock face and attached vegetation came into view. Gary then noticed his cock began to throb harder and just shrugged it off as reaction to the warm water moving over it. But once both of them stopped and allowed their feet to settle onto the spongy bottom, his cock kept throbbing. Something also felt slightly different about the water around this area too. Bruno then gave him a tap on the shoulder and pointed to some vague shapes moving in the distance. Since he had been shown the barrier fence, he knew that it was very unlikely to be alligators. Besides… he didn't see any tails. The shapes then began to get bigger, as they moved closer and soon materialized into the form of three more bearish men.

One of the bigger ones, with smooth skin and curly hair,.was most likely Larry. The other bigger one probably Duke. The third smaller man floated up to him and gave Gary a hug. Then turned around and motioned towards the other three and their bigger hard cocks, while occasionally looking back at the student. This one was obviously another invited guest and looked to be just as eager, while displaying a hard normal size cock in anticipation of the obvious fun that was likely planned to be right here under the water. Duke then reached for the new guy and pulled him into a kiss, as Larry maneuvered around and pushed his face into the guy's ass. Not wanting to be left out of the fun, Gary then maneuvered himself under Larry and between the guests legs, to begin sucking on him. This guy immediately began producing precum and it tasted a little like maple syrup. The flavor was actually a little intoxicating and motivated the student to grip the man's ass cheeks firmly, before burying his face plate into the man's belly and suck him harder. Gary then felt hands begin to roam all over his body and head, subtly encouraging him to keep sucking on the guest. They soon disappeared and it seemed as if him and the guest were being left to each other. Hey just closed his eyes and kept nursing.

The man's body was then lifted a little and Gary adjusted his floating posture to stay latched onto the persistent precum producing phallus in his mouth. He had never tasted precum so sweet before and didn't want it to stop flowing. Faint muffled moaning began traveling through the water, as the body rose further and forced him to stand on his feet. The belly against his face plate, then began to gradually press back. Gary didn't think much of it and just assumed the guest was just arching his back and pushing it out more. Then the pressure didn't stop and the belly kept persistently pushing against the face plate more. A new faint sound then joined the moaning and seemed to be coming from the belly itself. It was gurgling. The student immediately opened his eyes and pulled away from the man, to do a quick visual check and make sure he was okay. What he saw right away left him frozen and motionless in the water.

Gary's immediate thought was an alligator had found it's way inside and the situation was about to rapidly turn into an underwater blood bath. But then he noticed right away that the alligator was not at all harming the guest and only partly looked like an alligator. The man he was sucking on didn't appear to be in any distress and was rubbing a belly that was clearly a little bigger than earlier. Bruno was nowhere to be seen, while the other two men were simply floating nearby and slowly stroking their cocks, while watching the spectacle unfold. The alligator had actual arms and hands, that were gently holding onto the guest at the chest and by one of the thighs. The legs were longer and more developed for supporting all the body weight. Gary was pretty sure their crotch areas were pressed firmly together and that the floating man was actually being fucked by this strange huge mutated male alligator. The beast overall was very dark in color, with a slightly paler underbelly area… or in this case… front. There was also the visible tail, that waved behind the breeding couple in a lazy sideways motion.

Duke and Larry suspended their self pleasuring and swam over next to Gary. They gave him pats to make sure he was okay. He nodded is response, but also shrugged and showed that he did not quite understand. The two bearish men then looked at each other and then got the student to focus on them, as they went through a serious of exaggerated pantomimes to explain the situation. They then separated, after mimicking the breeding happening with the other two, and then waited for some reaction from Gary. At first the combination of some motions didn't make sense, until it finally clicked in his head. The huge alligator breeding the man was Bruno. It then made sense why the man said this was something really special. Then his mind began pondering all sorts of scenarios of how this was even possible, before moving onto the crazy sexually related things his imagination could create.

Gary became so lost in his thoughts, while floating in place and watching the other guest's belly slowly swell bigger and bigger, that he absentmindedly began stroking his throbbing cock with one hand and rubbing his own slight belly with the other one. Duke and Larry looked at each and shrugged, before turning their attention to the breeding couple and resumed their self pleasuring session. Gary was not sure how long he had remained lost in the erotic thoughts going through his mind, but soon got them interrupted by an old familiar impulse and sensation. He was going to cum.

The orgasm itself was the most intense one he ever had in memory and left him feeling a little dizzy, as his floating body communicated this with persistently tilting orientation. Duke and Larry looked his way and pantomimed they were having a good laugh at his expense, by holding onto their bellies and tilting their heads upward. Gary then allowed himself to chuckle and laugh internally as well. His tilting motion was then stopped by someone gently gripping his shoulders from behind. Except the hands felt much bigger and different. As did the huge body that made contact with his back. His mind knew the specific feel of the leathery skin now touching him, as the arms connected with the huge hands slid across his chest and gently pulled him into a hug from behind. Gary was not sure if he should be scared or be aroused again. His own cock quickly delivered that answer, as it stopped going soft and quickly firmed back up. Duke and Larry looked his way and pantomimed for him to just relax. One of the huge leathery hands then drifted down to his belly and rubbed it, before moving down to caress his cock… which was already hard and throbbing again.

Gary then felt the alligator behind him slowly slide him downward across it's front, until he felt the outside of his thighs make contact with the inside of the much bigger thighs. He then felt a warm firm presence begin to extend and push between his ass cheeks. Duke and Larry swam up to him and gave the student reassuring caresses, while smiling and nodding at him. Gary actually smiled back and relaxed his anal entrance, just as the alligator's rapidly growing cock pushed against it and then started to slip inside him. The sensation of it was quite different than a man's cock. It felt more firm and had a solid curve to it, but was also slicker. This allowed it to effortlessly slide inside him, as it kept extending more into his anal cavity. For a brief moment he felt something else, that was possibly part of the cock, throb and glide across his prostate. It honestly felt just like a man's finger and stimulated him to moan. The gator cock then kept sliding deeper into him, as he arched his back to make the entry more pleasurable for him.

Gary never took his eyes off the breeding couple the whole time. He watched the other alligator then move the hand on the guest's hip to his belly, which had now become completely round. The man appeared to be in some sort of daze, as his arms and legs drifted freely out in front of him in a totally relaxed state. The guest had obviously completely surrendered himself to whatever internal pleasure he was feeling from the breeding and was content to just let the huge gator beast simply use him. Gary remembered that feeling from the previous night, as Bruno and his buddies took turns perpetually fucking the student in the sling. The sensation of taking so many loads was something new and exotic to him. Now that he thought about it… none seemed to stop. It was like they had a bottomless cum reserve to dump in him. Then he remembered something about that night he had not thought about until right now. They didn't stop and his belly eventually began inflating and got bigger with each fuck. There was also a noticeable ambient heat that slowly began spreading from his crotch area throughout his whole belly. Just like what was happening to him now.

The student then looked towards Duke and Larry, whom had now floated off beyond Bruno and the guest. All he could recognize of them, was their basic shape. He then felt the cock inside him make contact with that familiar point inside his guts. He remembered being asked the previous night and agreed to let each one push on past it and dump their seemingly endless load right into his guts. Gary was sure he simply let them keep filling him, until they felt he had enough. He also remembered somehow tasting it going into his mouth and figured it was also used. He then saw something different about the other man, as the alligator breeding him began to move them closer. The guest's mouth would occasionally open and very curious dense looking large bubbles would come out of it. But they weren't really bubbles, as they quickly dropped down through the water and rapidly broke up, before completely dissolving. He then noticed identical tiny ones were coming from the man's cock, now hidden by his round belly, dropping down and dissolving themselves. Gary felt his own belly begin to gurgle and slowly expand, as the alligator breeding him was finally releasing it's load into his guts. He moaned again, as the warmth spread further, knowing he soon would be experiencing the same mindless pleasure that the guest was obviously experiencing with his alligator breeder.

Bruno then maneuvered himself to turn away, as his feet left the floor and his tail began moving more like a propelling rudder, taking them both towards the vague shapes of Duke and Larry. Now it was just Gary and the gator breeding him. He could feel the huge load being dumped inside him, persistently fill him on up and round out his belly. His cock no longer had the physical freedom to bob and simply throbbed against the underside of his inflated belly. It then occurred to the student he may have likely cum already or was about to cum or… was still cumming? The ambient warmth that had filled his whole belly then traveled on down his arms and legs, as it began traveling up his neck. He could swear the cum was now entering his stomach, but it was somehow not making him sick or triggering him to vomit. The food processing organ initially gurgled in protest, but quickly settled down and excepted the intrusion. Gary was soon feeling a level of arousal beyond anything from his past or even the previous night. It was like the very structure of his thoughts was now slowly melting and collapsing into a pool of his overwhelming desire to be used. What concerns or fears, he had about the whole alligator aspect of this visit a moment ago, were now gone and replaced with the need to be their willing fuck toy. The last of his structured thinking pondered the possibility that all the men that fucked him the previous night were gator beasts in disguise. It then melted away.

He felt that familiar warm presence, that had filled and rounded his belly, begin to travel up his throat. What was left of his mind then became completely submerged in the pool of desire, as he felt his cock throb hard and pulse, as a seemingly endless orgasm began to push through it's flesh and out into the water around him. Then he felt it finally spill over his tongue and fill his mouth. It tasted just like maple syrup. A brief flash of recognition, told him that was what he sucked out of the guest and now it was about to burst forth from his own mouth. He had now become a willing throbbing conscious extension of the alligator's cock… and he loved it. Once his mouth filled to capacity, he let it open long enough to eject the syrup tasting cum out of it and then quickly closed it shut. Gary vaguely registered the sensation of his body shifting, as the gator beast breeding him shifted it's one hand to support his round belly and then began moving it's tail to propel them in the direction of Bruno.

As the student's thought process rapidly became simpler, with his arms and legs drifting limp through the water, he began to care less about what may happen next and barely registered sight of approaching Duke and Larry. At least he assumed they likely were the two men. Floating in their exact spot was now two gator beasts, watching another one floating nearby. It appeared that one also had a round bellied man impaled on his cock and already in the same compliant mental state. This third breeding gator then began propelling himself towards Gary and swam very close to him. The man in his grip was releasing a lot more syrup out of his mouth and cock, leaving a steady flow of dense syrup bubbles trailing behind them. When he looked back towards Duke and Larry, they were now by themselves and were already swimming towards the barrier fence. Bruno was nowhere to be seen. Just when the student finally released another bubble from his mouth, he felt the syrup flowing through his guts begin to surge a little. He then felt his cock begin to throb a bit more, as the syrup coming out of it acquired a stronger presence. It was now ejecting syrup at a faster and very pleasurable pcae.

The alligator breeding him then began moving them forward a little faster, as the surging in his gut traveled on up his throat and out of his mouth, in a steady stream of dense syrup bubbles. Gary was now officially being used as the throbbing extension of the alligator's own cock. Had his more logical structured mind still been intact, it would have wondered what practical purpose this served the gator beasts that lived in this swamp. It would have also pondered just how often this was done and how many men had been used by these breeding gators in this manner. Next would have come thoughts of how long this had been done and eventually how that would change the water. Little did the current simple minded horny student know, he discovered part of that answer already. When he dived with Bruno and swam close to the island, making contact with the odd feeling water that surrounded it. The other part he would soon discover through obvious return visits, they would use to keep breeding him and eventually turn him into a gator beast himself. He would then seek out men of his own and bring them back here to the breeding pool with the special water.