The Diving Lesson

Author: eckie
Title: The Diving Lesson
Date: 10 October 2004

Friday evening, weekend finally started. After some relaxed dinner and even more relaxing on the couch watching TV I decided I will be hitting the bars for a few drinks and see who's around. I got showered and then I got some clothes out for the evening. The usual army/shirt/boots I thought, but then I thought I could use my rubber t-shirt once again, haven't been wearing it for some time and it sure looks well with army pants too. Last to grab my jacket and off to the city I was.

It is just a 15 minutes drive there, so shortly after I was heading towards one of the leather bars in town. Since it was earlier as usual I decided to get a first beer in a different bar as I usually go to. It wasn't very crowded in there, but then again the evening was young and most people get out there only late in the evening/night. I ordered a beer and found a spot to sit in a corner which gave me a nice overview of the people in the bar and the ones coming in as well. I like watching the people and being in a good spot also ensures I am seen by almost anyone coming in or moving around cruising the bar.

At some point I noticed a guy sitting at the bar eying me out. He was somewhere in his forties I guessed, and he had an interesting and attractive face. I smiled back towards him, it's always nice to notice other peoples interest in oneself, but since I am not the most outgoing person I usually don't head towards others and start conversations, instead I am more the shy one who needs to be approached. Right after I saw him getting up, taking his beer and coming towards me. He was an average built, yet interesting man, dressed in all leather - shirt, pants, boots and jacket. When he stood next to me he held his bottle up to me and said “cheers”, I toasted back to him.

We started our conversation with him noticing that he hasn't seen me around this bar so far and I told him that usually I go out later in the night and then it is too late for this one already so am usually in other bars only and also told him that I haven't seen him there either yet. We kept talking about the town, the bars, the people around the bars and various other topics. At one point he asked me: "You're wearing a rubber shirt, so I guess you like rubber too, more than just a shirt I men?” I had to agree to that since I actually do like rubber a lot, even layers of it, but do not have that much of it in my wardrobe, since I usually always go for the army-outfit. But I do have several rubber items and also heavier protection gear to wear and once in a while I put myself in some layers of it for having some extended sweaty fun. He told me he is an active diver and diving instructor and has quite a collection of rubber and dry suits at home too and that sometimes for diving it is much hornier to have more than just a dry suit on. I told him I never even thought about diving, and even thinking about such dry suits I more think about the rubber enclosure but less about their original meaning.

He asked me if I would be interested in some initial beginner’s lesson for diving, he could offer me a basic lesson any time, and since he has a pool with his house it could be any time I would want to. He told me that such basic lessons anyway start in a pool; you would never go out to the waters without any basics before. I told him that I sure could be interested in it, I am sure always open for nice new experiences, especially if that includes being in such a horny rubber suit. He looked at me and told me that he sure has the one or other suit that could fit me more or less well and I noticed my dick getting hard on the thought of getting into one of his dry suits. He seemed to notice it too and asked quite frank: "You know what - if you have nothing better to do we could go over to my place right now. Unless you're expecting someone here we might just as well give it a try and see how you feel in one of my suits and check out the bottom of my pool then. I live only at the border of town so we could be there shortly. And if you don't like it we can always come back here to town right away." I thought that I sure would not miss out anything by not staying here and why not check it out so I agreed to it. We drank up and left the bar.

He parked only around the corner so we got into his car and off we went. It took only 15 minutes drive again to reach his house. It was a nice standalone house with a large garden around it and it seemed that there were not even neighbors disturbing his privacy due to high trees all around his premises. He parked his car in the garage and we went inside the house. He offered me a drink and then showed me around. It was a nice conservative decorated house, a good size, too big actually for only one person, but then again I would probably choose for such big house myself if I could afford one. At the end he led me outside the backside of the house where another large garden was located and there also his pool was. A pretty large pool for local situations and sure well suited for some first time diving experiences.

It wasn't a very warm evening so I asked him if it would not be too cold in the night for such a diving lesson, but he assured me that the suits are holding one really warm, even in much colder situations under water. So we went back inside again and downstairs in his basement, where he told me his gear is stored so we could find some for me to try on. We passed one of the rooms down there with the door open and I could not help noticing a cross and a cage inside, immediately getting me hard again and I had to make a remark to him that I sure liked what I see there, it's always good to see a nice play space at someone’s place. He smiled back to me and mentioned that maybe if I’d like we could have a closer look later on that room as well, but first we should see that we try out what we came for. In another of the rooms were several cupboards and wardrobes and when he opened the first one I saw at leas 10 heavy black dry suits hanging neatly inside. He looked at me and said that one of those or more should be in a right size for me and he also asked right away if I might want to try out the more horny version of wearing not only one of those suits but some other rubber underneath instead of the usual wool under layer that is used for colder situations. He again noticed my hard dick and did not really wait for an answer but just told me: I can already see that you like that idea, so why not find some other stuff for you to try first." I could only smile on those words and agreed to it of course.

He told me to strip while he looks for some other stuff to wear for me and turned to some of the other wardrobes while I got undressed. In the basement it was warm so I did not get cold being naked and when I finished undressing he already came towards me with a suit in his hands, telling me that this one should probably fit well as a first layer. It was a well lubed one-piece rubber suit with attached gloves and feet, but no hood. He helped me getting my feet inside and pulling it up my body, there was a hole in the front to get my even harder dick and balls through, acting as little cockring now, pulled it up my chest, slipping my arms inside the sleeves and getting out all wrinkles there were to have it nice smooth on my body and then closing the zip on the back of the suit. He grinned at me looking at my hard on and told me that he thought already that I would like it that much.

Then he asked me if I would like to get into the same layers he was wearing at his last diving trip and I agreed even though I did not know what it was he had been wearing, but since he went for a real dive it can only be good I though. He went back to one of his cupboards and came back with a plug in his hands and a rubber short. Since I looked a bit confused he immediately told me that I might have missed out that little sheet on the backside of the rubber suit I was already wearing, and that would comfort that plug very well. I indeed haven't noticed anything there on the back but was horny like hell and told him to go on with it. I bent over and let him work the plug on my ass. I could feel that plug entering that rubber sheet on the back and with some relaxing the plug slipped in and seated behind my ass muscle. Since it was not too big it felt very nice in there and got me only harder than i was before. Then he held the shorts in front of me and I could see it was one of those chastity shorts I knew, but this one was all thick rubber, not like the ones I knew which were made of leather. I put them on and pulled them up, carefully then seating my dick and balls through the provided hole. There were several small straps inside so he could strap my balls fixed and then held my hard dick upwards to touch my stomach and strapped it fixed there with 3 more buckles. Before closing the flap on the front he also inserted another hard piece, about 5 mm thick and fitting right inside the shorts so that once it is zipped up there will not be much to feel through the thick layer there. Then he closed the attached belt after pulling it through the loops at the end of the zips and used a small padlock to keep it shut. The pressure on my hard dick and as well now on the plug gave me a very horny feeling and I confirmed that on his question how it was feeling on me.

He now asked me if I had any plans for the next day, since I showed interest in his playroom earlier on and we could after that diving lesson maybe have some fun in there too and I could stay over for the night and I replied to him that I did not have any plans for the weekend anyway so would sure be interested to do so. He smiled and said we sure can have some fun there then and went to one of his drawers. He came back with a rubber hood in his hands and asked if I am ok with a hood too, sure I do not mind that either I said and he pulled it over my head. It was a medium thick rubber hood with open mouth, nose holes and pinned eyes, well molded rubber with the shape of a face so it fitted very nice around my head. He zipped it shut and when I heard another click of a padlock he said it is for the added feeling and I could only agree, since my hard on in those shorts kept bursting, now a bit more uncomfortable while being imprisoned but still raging hard.

He turned to one of the wardrobes again and grabbed two suits out of it. Coming back to me with both in his arms he looked at me and said that the smaller one should just have a nice tight fit over my current layer and if not the larger one sure will fit over everything. Both were thick black dry suits with attached gloves, feet and open face hood. I sat down again and he helped me in the smaller one and I found out it must be well lubed already too since my rubbered feet slipped in very easy. It was as he said a tight fit and when he pulled it up my body and chest it enclosed my rubbered body even tighter. I slipped my arms into the sleeves and since it had the usual drysuit zip across the upper backside I had to slip my head into the attached hood before he closed the heavy zip on the back, making sure I am tightly enclosed in that dry suit now. Though it was rather thick rubber it did not seem very heavy and I felt very horny inside, but also felt the sweat building up under those layers now. The only not sealed parts of my body were the pinholes in the eyes, nose holes and the still open mouth, everything else was airtight shut.

He told me to walk around the room and see if everything was well or if anything twitched or caused any other problems. He then told me that we will add the larger suit now too, but need some special gloves for added fun before. He came to me with a pair of arm long rubber gloves and then put a large amount of lube on my arms before holding the first glove in front of me to slip inside. They were also very thick rubber, at least 2 mm I guessed from what I could make out through the pin eyes of the hood. But with all the lube on my arms it was with some efforts of him and me not a problem to get my arms all inside the glove, yet I suddenly figured out it had no fingers, instead ended in a fist. I told him that I had not expected this, but on his question if that would be a problem I told him that I liked that a lot and he should go on with the second glove. Both gloves on up to the armpits I stood there now with useless hands all rubbered in heavy rubber, sweating pretty much already, feeling the tightness of the rubber, feeling the plug and my throbbing cock in his prison and could not help but smiling widely. He sure noticed that as well and pressing his hand on my dick he told me that even if I do not feel much of his hand inside that prison he was sure I was rock hard inside it and I had to admit he was absolutely right.

He said we should get on the larger suit now, almost identical to the prior one, but no gloves attached, which of course would not be needed with those imprisoned fists of mine. It was a bit more difficult to get this suit on now, first because I could not rally help him much with my useless hands and also this third suit - even though larger than the other - still tightened around the layers I already was wearing, but at the end he managed to close that zip on the back and the third suit was in place. It now also locked those mitten gloves in place since I would not be able to pull them out under those tight sleeves of the third suit, so I was actually really trapped in that outfit by now and would need his help to get out of anything. He must have known what I think because he added that all we need now to complete my "prison" was the breathingmask to see if I could manage proper before attempting any dive. He went to another drawer and cam back with a draeger full-face mask, pulled back the hood of the last suit and pulled the mask over my head before pulling back the hood of the suit, hence sealing off anything again. The mask had a good fit too and though it was a strange feeling it was easy to breathe under it. I told him that all seems alright and saw him smiling at me, telling me that I really look well all black rubbered and locked. I was all horny, a bursting dick inside that prison, heavily rubbered and could not think of anything else I would like now, almost forgot about the diving lesson he wanted to give me. Every movement made me aware of the layers, the heavy encasement, the plug doing its thing up my ass causing even more horniness and I was looking forward to the upcoming lesson, since it mean I would sure stay inside this outfit for some longer time until we're finished. He then told me that I am sure well suited now for the lesson or if I might want, he would have another suit for me to add, but a such heavy one that it would take some tie to get in and I should have a look at it first before deciding. He led me to another room next to this one and there it was - one of those heavy old hardhat suits I heard of and looked at pictures so often already. It was hanging inside a frame all put together so that you could have imagined it would be someone inside already, he explained it is the best proper way to keep it clean, dry and in order. Also the total of the suit was very heavy, so if one gets to put it on the support given from fixing it to the frame is more than welcome usually. I told him that I could not say since I never have been close to any real suit like that and told him as well that I will be more than happy to try it on if he thought it would be wise for a beginner like me.


He said it will not be any problem and he will make sure I do not get into trouble anyway, since he wanted me to enjoy this experience just as much as he enjoys it. So we agreed to place this suit on top of my current encasement and make this a real unique experience for me. He started taking off parts of the suit from the frame one by one, the heavy steel boots, the heavy hardhat, the weights until at the end he had the suit itself, holding it in front of me to get inside. I was a bit clumsy inside my layers and without hands again could not assist him much but he again managed to get that suit up on me, but with my fists being hidden now inside that sleeves with gloves on I was even more helpless to assist anything as I was before already. He then put on those heavy steel boots that come with that suit on my feet and closed them proper. Then he told me to get up and see how the walking is. It was really heavy boots and I almost stumbled but he caught me and said it might be a good idea to get over to that frame for some added support while he puts on the rest of that suit on me. I could not agree more, any support will help me keep standing proper on my feet I thought.

He walked me over to that frame and placed my feet into prepared loops, strapping them inside to make sure they cannot get anywhere. Then he put on the heavy steel shoulder part over my head and placed it proper on the shoulders so that he could screw it on to the proper bolts. It was indeed really heavy already and I wondered how much the hardhat helmet will add to it. He told me that I should usually grab the bars to the left and right of the frame for added support, but since my hands were no longer usable he told me he will just fix them to the bard so that I can still have some support there. I willingly put both hands to the bars at the left and right of that frame and he strapped them tight on to it, asking me if they slip or if I have enough support from there now. I could barely move those hands so told him I will sure not slip away from there and he can proceed with the helmet. Then he took the helmet and carefully slipped it over my hooded and masked head, the full-face mask just fitting through the hole of the helmet. The he was screwing the helmet in place on that shoulder part and even with the arms supporting me still it was really heavy, I was wondering how those divers in the old days managed that weight during their work time. He told me that under water it is not a problem with the weight, but here outside it really is very heavy and he will fix it to the frame to take off some of the weight from my shoulders. With the very limited sight inside such hardhat added to the pinned eyes of the first rubber hood I was wearing I was no longer able to follow much of his moving anytime he left the field of my sight in front of me, but I could suddenly feel the weight of my shoulders being relieved so he had attached that helmet to the top of the frame and fixed it there.

He told me that the last part is the weight belt of the suit which he will no add and immediately I could feel him putting it on, the weight of that belt really was heavy and through all the layers I was wearing it still pressed on my body a lot, but he also told me immediately that he will fix it as well to the frame to take off that weight of me as long as I am out of water. I was wondering how to get upstairs with all that weight but he soon will provide the answer to me...

He told me he has to adjust more on the suit and while he was out of my sight I could only feel him adding quite some more parts to the suit or frame, but I felt that the more he added, the less I was able to move. He actually had added steel frames around my body, like those medieval restraints, one holding my legs apart as they were and at both sides screwed on the frame, another one just above the knees, also attached to the frame then, one more around my stomach, another one around my chest, all screwed on to the frame too. Then he also added shackles to the elbows which screwed on the frame on one side and to the steel around my stomach on the other end. Last he fixed the helmet to the left and right of the frame and the shoulder plate also to both sides and additionally to the top bar of the frame. All together I think I must have been sweating in my layers now here in the frame for almost 40 minutes when he appeared in my sight again. He told me then I would for sure not be able to fall in any direction now anymore. He then said he will connect the needed tubes now and then I would hear the hissing of the air, so I should not be afraid of suffocating. Before I could ay anything he closed that little window on the front of the helmet and I could as well not hear too many noises from him anymore. But shortly after I heard the hissing he was talking about and felt fresh air being pumped into the helmet. I tried breathing normally as before and could not feel much difference, so felt rather safe inside this prison. Still I was wondering how to get upstairs now...

Suddenly I felt some vibrations on the frame and movement on my heavy weighted body. I was lifted up from the ground and floating suddenly, hanging in the frame with my heavy legs in the air. The frame must have some lifting mechanisms I haven't noticed before. And then I felt the entire frame moving, obviously it was on wheels, since I noticed myself being wheeled out of this room. Another thing I had not noticed is some sort of a service lift in the first room, I was wheeled with the frame right into the middle of a metal platform and before I knew I saw myself lifted upwards and when the first view was possible again up there I saw this lift coming out right in his backyard near his pool. So that was how he gets one up there I thought by myself, clever solution, and with me being so tightly strapped into this frame there would not be any other human way of getting this body upstairs anyway. When the lift stopped there was for a while nothing happening, but I gathered he would have to get upstairs through the house, so that causes the delay, and yep after some minutes he appeared in my sight again. I asked him why he was not yet dressed in a suit or if a lesson would not require it, and I found myself shouting pretty loud to make sure he could hear me. He opened the front window again and told me it is very hard to understand a word of someone inside that helmet, especially when having a second divers mask underneath as well. So I repeated my question and he just grinned very wide. I started to be confused but he then replied: "This sort of beginner’s lesson does not really require me to be in the water with you. As you noticed you cannot move any direction and that is actually what I had planned all along. You will sure get a feeling from being a diver under water, at least some of this feeling you will get while you're down there, not that you will be able to dive around or anything, but the total enclosement of underwater experience will be real, even inside this coverage of yours. Being in now 4 layers of heavy equipment makes sure you won't get cold down there, even though the water is not too warm at the moment.

You told me you are interested in exploring my playroom too, well we come to that later. You also sure noticed the locks on the shorts and hood of the first layer - they are not just for fun there, I want them to stay on for the rest of the weekend, boy. You mentioned to me you have no plans for the weekend, but well now you have some. You will spend it inside that rubber suit/hood and shorts that were your first layer and you will spend it in my playroom in various situations. But I promised you that diving lesson, so that is what you get now." With that he closed that window again. He disappeared out of my sight and I heard some noises around me and suddenly felt the frame moving again. He must have attached it to some sort of small winch or crane sine it was now lifted off the ground completely and moved towards the water of the pool. Once I was above the water it moved downwards and slowly I could make out that it was sunken down the pool. Once the water reached the window and once I totally disappeared under water I was not so sure anymore about this lesson.... After short time I felt the frame settling on the base of the pool and all was totally quiet. I did not know if I should panic now or just enjoy it ... at the end i was well covered in horny gear as I always wanted, I was helplessly screwed on to this frame and anyway not able to do anything against it, so I might just as well enjoy it. On the other hand spending the weekend in a playroom covered in rubber didn't sound that bad either...

Then I heard some clicking noises, there must be some speakers installed into this helmet and I heard him say: "Have a good night then, boy, don't worry you're well monitored down there, it is not the first time I have a boy locked down isolated in this pool, but you won't be getting out there before tomorrow, so just relax and enjoy yourself down there until I get you out for some more play in my playroom tomorrow." The clicking appeared again and all was silent again, only the hissing of the air and my own breathing was noticeable to me, I was all alone cut off from the world. I first wanted to shout telling him I am not really happy with this situation, but realized that he would not be able to hear a thing from me covered by the water, and I actually trusted him to make sure I would not be harmed in any way, so I gave myself into this helpless situation and thought I might just as well make the best out of it ... but locked down in the layers, my dick imprisoned, screwed on to the frame there will not be much for me to do, all I can do it try to stimulate my dick in his prison by attempting slight movements as far as they were possible, hoping I might at least get a chance to jerk off while being so heavenly encased ... but as much as I tried, there was no chance, I remained rock hard all the time with no hope of release ... And I cannot tell how long I tried or how long I was down there now already, but at some point the body took over and took himself some sleep as he needed ... Even though I woke up a few times, all around me was darkened and silence, broken only by the monotonous hissing of the air ...and I started looking forward to the rest of the weekend ....



PS: I doubt there is anyone out there equipped the way it is mentioned here to make sure experience real, but if there is ... I am open for a talk - grin...
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