Niklas and Theo stood behind Callum and Luca, who were now fully dressed in the heavy canvas Mark V diving suits.
Niklas (voice firm and authoritative):
“Alright, boys. Time to get sealed. Helmets on.”
Theo (picking up Callum’s heavy brass Mark V helmet):
“Hands behind your back. Stand straight. You know the drill.”
Callum and Luca obeyed, standing tall. Theo carefully lowered the massive brass helmet onto Callum’s head. The heavy neck ring settled around his shoulders with a solid thud.
Theo (starting to screw the bolts):
“Nice and slow… let it lock in.”
Niklas did the same for Luca, lowering the heavy helmet onto his head.
Niklas:
“Deep breath. This is what you wanted.”
The tenders worked methodically, tightening each bolt one by one with loud metallic clicks.
Callum’s Inner Monologue (inside the helmet):
Fuck… the weight is incredible. The cold brass pressing down on my shoulders, the neck ring tight under my chin… I can already smell it — that thick, old metallic, canvas, and rubber scent. My cock is rock hard.
Luca’s Inner Monologue (inside the helmet):
Oh my god… I’m sealed. The viewport is so small, the air tastes different already. I can feel the heavy helmet owning me. My skin is tingling against the rubber lining… I’m dripping ... This is everything I’ve ever fantasized about.
Theo gave Callum’s helmet a final firm twist and stepped back.
Theo (smirking):
“There we go. Fully bolted. How does it feel, boys?”
Niklas (finishing Luca’s last bolt):
“Bet they’re both leaking like crazy in there already.”
Callum and Luca stood side by side with Emil, now completely sealed in the legendary Mark V gear — breathing heavily, and ready for their dive.
Emil stood in the center, already fully suited in his bright orange modern drysuit with the AH3 helmet sealed on his head. He was breathing faster than normal, eyes wide behind the visor.
Emil’s Inner Monologue (inside his AH3 helmet):
Holy fuck… this is real. The rubber is so tight against my bare skin, the suit is already warm… and this helmet feels incredible. The constant loud rush of air, the pressure around my head, the way the neck seal grips me… I’m so fucking hard right now. I’m standing between Callum and Luca — both of them sealed in real Mark Vs. I just want to stay sealed like this for hours…
Emil shifted slightly, trying to hide how obviously aroused he was. The thick rubber creaked as he moved.
Theo (stepping back, smirking as he looked at all three): “Look at you three. All sealed up and ready to go. I bet every single one of you is rock hard in there right now.”
Emil didn’t answer. He just took a deep, shaky breath inside his helmet, cheeks burning, completely overwhelmed by the intense sensations of his first real heavy gear dive.
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