SkinMarvin Gay Stories

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Chapter 4 - The Trip To England

Geoffrey and I continued to work in the garage, our clientele growing steadily. The hire car contract was working well, although they did require some late night work on occasion. Michael was a good businessman as well as a good diaper skin. His business had dropped off only marginally when he started wearing his head shaven, and his diapers under his skin gear. This picked up again when the diaper skins in England heard of his business and our clubroom accommodation, and more than made up for the losses.

Michael was now fully moved into the clubroom, and Geoffrey, Michael, and I shared a bed every night. We experimented with many different sexual themes, and never got sick of new sexual methods. We had now converted over fully to rubber sheets on the bed, and a thin rubber covered eiderdown to keep in the warmth. The smell of rubber was overpowering as you entered the bedroom, and sent your senses reeling. Brownie had found a new style of rubber over pant for us on one of his trips to England. Brownie too was finding the rubber sensual, and often joined us in our rubber playroom.

Both Geoffrey and I had to go to Southampton in August for 6 weeks of practical Technical training for our apprenticeships. Neither of us knew where to stay or where to make contact with other skins. Gordon Hillary-Smyth (GH) had to do business in Southampton so offered to chaperone us both, and show us the meeting points for other skins. GH often travelled to Southampton, and had many gay friends especially in the skin groups. We were both delighted, and accepted his offer immediately. Although the wharfs were busy, Frankie would look after the garage while we were away, and Mick had organised a couple of gay skins to come over from England on a working holiday to help.

The night before we left was a night I shall always remember. I don't think any of us got any sleep that night. Michael, Geoffrey, and I knew it would be 6 weeks before we were all together again, and this night had to last till then. We started by pissing in each other's diapers, soaking the diapers as much as we could. I had Geoffrey cuddled into my belly and wrapped my thighs around him. The smell of hot rubber, baby powder, and fresh urine was heady and all consuming. I gently slipped his diaper down just enough for my cock to be able to rub all over his cheeks and anus. He was turning me on in a huge way, and I knew he would send my senses wild very soon, so I started to kiss and caress while rubbing my cock all over his ass. He, in turn was fondling Michael with his hands inside Michael's diapers, feeling the wet diaper and rubbing this all over Michael's cheeks, groin and anus. I could feel both of them building up, their breathing increasing, their bodies moving together, with mine moving in unison. My cock was hard, Geoffrey's diaper was wet, and I had to fill my senses with his manhood. I pulled my cock out of his diaper, pulled the diaper out further to allow me to place my face into his diaper, to suck the urine in the diaper, and to kiss and suck his anus. My tongue started to lick every part of his cheeks, the diaper, and the inside of his rubber over pants. It was too much and I came in the bed on the rubber sheets. This just made the moment more enjoyable, as Geoffrey rolled around and started to lick my cock inside my diaper, then licked up the cumm off the rubber sheet. Michael, meantime, seeing this blew his load too, all over the sheet, and both Michael and Geoffrey started to roll in the cumm, then belly to belly spread it over each other. I was highly turned on and again started to cumm, so I blew with my cock between their bellies, adding to the cumm between them. Their breathing was still high and as they spread the cumm over each other, I started to rub my cock in-between them. They responded by tightening their contact, with my cock now actually using their bodies to fuck them. I must have cumm 7 or 8 times that night, and with Michael and Geoffrey also cumming about the same number of times our diapers, rubber bed sheets and bodies were covered in sticky oozing cumm. I fucked them both with their diapers on; Michael fucked Geoffrey and me once, and Geoffrey was the good ever-present diaper slave who took and enjoyed every fucking moment. I have found that I have become very partial to placing my face inside the rear of a person's wet diaper. I have found over the weeks that it turns me on, gives my senses new feelings. Geoffrey, on the other hand, has learnt to be a good diaper slave, and licks me clean of all mess, whether it is urine or cumm. He never complains, and never has to be told. He does it out of love and obedience.

Morning finally came. We arose reluctantly, knowing this was the day of parting. We cleaned the bedding, showered together, fucking each other again, kissing, and fondling each other as we all showered together. We dressed in clean diapers, and our best skinhead outfits. Michael reluctantly headed for work, vowing he would close early and see us at the wharf. Geoffrey and I packed our bags, making sure we had enough diapers and baby products to last till we could get more supplies in England. The boat arrived at 10 am, left at 12 noon for the other Island, then returned at 4 pm to leave for the overnight trip to Southampton at 6 pm. We had to be on board by 5 pm. Mick and the crew would be handling the ship, so would be there to say goodbye. GH had booked us a 4-berth cabin, but had made sure there would be no other passenger joining us, as he bought 2 tickets. GH picked us up in his fathers chauffer driven Daimler-Benz at 4 pm, and we arrived at the wharf at 4.20 pm. The boat had just started to unload when we arrived. It had little to unload, but had several cars to be loaded by crane. The crew, including Michael, managed to get to see us off about 10 minutes before the boat departed, and all wished us well.

The overnight trip was uneventful apart from the great sex we had with GH. Our arrival at Southampton was in the grey foggy hours around 6 am. GH had arranged for a skinhead couple to meet us at the wharf. He had arranged for us to stay with them for the 6 weeks, and he was staying at a posh hotel on the tourist beach side of the city. Dave and Collin were diaper skins also, so they were very happy to be our hosts. They belonged to a wharf crew also, and the crew were over 20 strong, all gay diaper skins. They greeted us like long lost brothers, and made us very welcome. They had a large flat near the wharfs. The flat was old, smelt a little musty, but had 3 bedrooms. We were offered a bedroom each, but we accepted one room for both, saying that Geoffrey was my diaper slave, and where I went he would be there. Collin was Dave's diaper slave, and they became good friends during the stay, with Geoffrey asking and learning many new and interesting slave ways. Dave said that the crew they were part of had their own clubhouse and met every night. All diaper skins that entered, must strip to their diapers and boots on arrival, and slaves must be collared and leashed. Dave offered to loan me a collar and leash for Geoffrey till I could obtain one myself later. Geoffrey was not fazed when we accompanied Dave and Collin that night to the clubhouse. It was fantastic. The clubhouse was an old warehouse down on the docks, a huge area with bar, dance area, wet room and lounge area. I had never seen so many diaper skinheads in one place before. I was in diaper heaven. There were some in the new disposable style, with rubber over pants, and others in cloth diapers and rubber over pants. All showed off their diapers with pride. I was surprised at the different style of boots worn. Most were a 14-hole design, but the brands were many and varied. As Dave pointed out, every diapered skinhead in Southampton at that time worked on the wharfs. Although a crew was usually 6 guys, there were now 3 diaper skin crews, and each helped the other when required.

The guys were drinking the local ale, and all were fairly sober at this time, but some horseplay was starting to occur in the wet area. As Dave pointed out, pissing and fucking was carried out in the wet area, as the area could be hosed out after. I had never seen pissing before, other than at the initiation. It intrigued me. Guys had on old WW2 gas masks, and guys used them as piss troughs, pissing into the hose, and the guy wearing the mask drinking the urine as it was supplied. Others were doing the usual thing of pissing in each other's diapers as it was a rule of the club that all members must have a wet diaper within 30 minutes of arrival, if not before. There were many slaves, all collared and leashed, as was Geoffrey. Some slaves did not have masters but were still collared and leashed. Dave explained that these guys wanted masters to take them into service, and used these occasions to advertise their wishes. The lounge area had several 2 and 3 seater lounges of various age and condition. None would look out of place in the local garbage tip. These were used by the masters to relax and soak in the ambiance, their slaves obediently on the floor at their sides or at their feet. As the night drew on, the ales started to take effect, and the night became bawdier. Masters asked other masters for sexual favours from their slaves, and wishful slaves without masters were gangbanged on several occasions. Sex, ales, and slavery were the order of the night. I fucked Geoffrey twice in the wet area and filled his diapers with my urine on several occasions as the ale filled my bladder. My diaper too was filled by me as well as Dave. Dave was taking a shine to me and near the end of the night asked if he could fuck me. I agreed, and we went hard on in the wet area. Dave was an aggressive angry man about 26 years old, and covered with tattoos. He reminded me of Mick, but not with the passion. Dave just about ripped off my diapers during the sex, and I had to change my diaper after the ordeal, as I was leaking all over the furniture.

Our first night in England had been fun, and the trip promised to be a sexual experience as well as a learning trip. GH had done us proud by finding us hosts who we could relate too. I was looking forward to the next 6 weeks.

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