My Fish Food

This one time during early high school, when I was around 13-14, I was on a scuba trip swimming amongst coral reefs in the ocean. I was alone and I got horny (as I often did) and so I decided to take a deep breath and swim down deep into the coral reef where I proceeded to then pull my speedos off and give "my penis to the coral" by thrusting and pushing it into the first spongy soft surface I could find (I was an horny idiot, I know). The sensations on my young dick as I fucked it in and out of various nooks and knots all over the coral (again, an idiot) was enough to make me cum and as I watched my sperm spurt out of me and begin floating about in the ocean, spreading out like thick white cobwebs, I saw several fish suddenly swim out of the reef and begin eating the floating strands of my cum.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing, watching my seeds literally getting eaten up by the fish was arousing something within me and I was quickly getting turned on again. I tried to watch the demise of my seeds for as long as possible before the lack of air forced me to resurface for oxygen. However, instead of putting my speedos back on and swimming back to the boat, my horny brain had kicked in; the brain that thought it was a good idea to rub my hard penis against alive coral and stick my full, ripe, pink private flesh into any hole in the reef that I could find.

Despite having already cum once my young balls were still full and primed and seemed to now tingle inside my hairless sac in excited anticipation of what I was about to do, my teen dick was a pink-tipped white rod poking out from my groin boldly cutting the water like it was my own personal keel, my brain was aroused and driven, completely overcome with my horny intention, and in this sex-crazed state I took as deep a breath of air as I could and quickly dove back down into the reef where the fish had been eating my cum and began pulling on my eager penis again with the sole intention of shooting my cum so that I could see the fish eat up more of my teen seed.

It wasn't long before I got what I was wanting and with a crazed thrust of my hips my boyhood erupted again and jetted out another load of my young baby batter. As before, my seeds floated about, and, as before, the fish emerged and began devouring my essence, but this time, not as before, I stayed to watch the feast and was already working on getting their next course out of my boyhood for them to eat.

I must have been a strange sight; a 14-year old boy, completely naked, floating underwater amongst the coral and fish, my speedos in one clenched hand as the other was busily, fervently pleasuring my penis.

I remember my third orgasm feeling a lot stronger than the previous two and a little painful and straining, as whatever muscle was responsible for making my dick jerk during orgasm this time clamped so hard as it squirted that my dick actually pulled out of my hand. But squirt it did and more of my white, life giving boy juice came out, albeit in shorter strands and less quantity than the previous two eruptions. And the fish, which were swimming much closer before me now (probably having caught on that the pink and white stick of flesh I was pulling on was the source of the sudden protein meals they were enjoying) swarmed the white jets as before.

My memory starts to get foggy after this point as the oxygen was probably starting to become a problem but I know that I was still stuck in my horny idiocy; pulling on my dick to get out a fourth cum with full intention of also pulling out a fifth after that and a sixth after that. The fish wanted my sperm and by the gods I was going to give it all to them until I was shooting blanks again like I had been two years previous.

I was thrusting my naked butt up and down (or was it forward and backward, I was floating in the ocean amongst coral) like a crazed, horny animal, like the motion itself would help knock the cum out of me. I had my foreskin pulled fully back and was trying to pull it back even more to show the fish my precious pink glans and the slit of my urethra where their food was coming from. I wanted them to see it as their food, I wanted them to start kissing and pecking at my pink meat and maybe try to eat it.

When I came for the fourth time, I remember it being a completely spiritual, full body experience (possibly influenced by the extreme lack of oxygen), like multiple energy waves shooting from the edges of my arms and legs and head and travelling like lightspeed through my body up into my dick, which felt like it was made of marble as it strained and pulsed hard (and I mean hard) and pushed out what honestly felt like the pure energy of my soul (and presumably more of my sperm (although there honestly couldn't have been much to give after the fourth shot)).

I don't remember anything after that orgasm so I think I blacked out. The next thing I remember is hanging onto the back edge of the boat we had taken out to get to the reef and my speedos were back on, although my penis now hurt a bit (of course that didn't stop me from playing with myself again in the shower later that night).

To this day I can not look at any ocean reef documentaries without remembering all this and turning myself on.