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  • Mentoring

    Is this the very café table where we sat? Yes, I think it is. In fact, I’m sure it is. It’s as if time has stood still. The café is just as it was nearly thirty years ago-or at least I don’t remember anything as different. It’s hard to believe that as much as London has changed over the last twenty years, Norwich might not have changed at all. Or so it seems. And so I want it to be. I don’t want to have been wrong; I don’t want Norwich to have outdistanced me. I left Norwich for London precisely because nothing had been changing in my life. I was in a rut; one of poverty and of unfulfilling dreams. I made sacrifices and compromises-tremendous ones-to change my life.

    Do I regret it? Is the possibility of that why I’ve avoided returning here?

    I don’t have an opportunity to pursue that train of thought, as the waiter is at my elbow asking if everything is to my satisfaction.

    “Yes, thank you. Yes, I’ll take another coffee, thank you.”

    I don’t know whether the waiter had recognized me or if it was the cut and material of my suit or the manicured appearance of the body I work hard and spend mightily to keep trim. Or whether it is the patrician demeanor I acquired during the decades in London that is according me such close attention from the wait staff, but it is clear that I am getting more attention than anyone else in the café. It’s true that I’m recognized occasionally on the streets of London now-especially after my most recent series of exhibitions and the media coverage of that-but I’d hardly be remembered in Norwich, I shouldn’t think.

    But, of course they may receive the same magazines here that are sold on the streets of London.

    Twenty-six years. It has been that long since I’ve been in Norwich. I was a struggling art student at the time, bypassing university not only because my family couldn’t afford it, but also because I was just busting with the need to create-and determined not to work in the textile factory my whole life. I would have done anything at the time to be given the time and support needed to get on with the painting.

    I, in fact, did what was required to get that done.

    * * * *

    Martin Ashen had been all the rage in Norwich. He had been to London and even to the continent with his art exhibits-not just his painting of seascapes and ships but also with his bronze sculptures. And now he was back in Norwich, mentoring at the Norfolk Art Institute.

    He wasn’t lecturing or teaching. When he wasn’t rendering works of art for his series of life in the textile mills of the city, he was roaming the studios of the institute, giving advice to the students, and picking one or two out for, as he called it, mentoring. Producing art on such a mundane subject as the working-class textile workers in nineteenth century mills was just catching on in England. Surely Master Ashen was at the forefront of this movement, I thought-although I was later to learn that he actually was late to that medium and had come to Norwich to catch up with some of his contemporaries who were riding a social awareness wave and had already overworked more industrial subjects in the country.

    “The line is good, but the perspective is off,” the rich, melodic voice cut into my concentration from over my shoulder. “Here, I think it can be readily fixed.”

    I trembled as Master Ashen took the brush out of my hand and, leaning into me close, applied four deft strokes to the canvas I was working on. I could readily see how, with just that, he’d brought the painting under a control I had known was absent but had no idea how to fix.

    I was mortified, and that must not have been hidden from him. Putting the brush down in the trough of the easel rather than handing it back to me, he put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed gently.

    “All in good time,” he said. “I can see the talent is there. It just needs more practice-and perhaps a little closer observation of the work of others.”

    “I’m . . . sorry,” I stammered. “I don’t think I can-“

    “Never say ‘I can’t,’ young man”-he almost thundered that, causing nearby artists to look around, either startled or with self-satisfied looks that I was being upbraided. This, to my consternation, included Howard, an artist a few years my senior who had taken an interest in my work-and in whom, I must admit, I was taking a more personal interest. “I said the talent was there,” Ashen continued-and I think his thought that I was discounting that was more the source of his flash of anger than what I had said-“it is patience and a bit more attention to detail you now need to apply.”

    He moved on right after that, but my frustration and disappointment in myself lingered. I couldn’t concentrate on the landscape I was working on further that afternoon, so I put my tools away and left early. I took my sketch pad with me, though, and walked swiftly to Chapelfield Gardens, a recently opened park near the city center, which was the setting of the painting I was working on. The master painter had criticized my observation skills, so I wanted to take in the perspective of my subject matter again. I wanted to see better what I may have missed in my earlier trips.

    My sighting was from just inside the tree line of a stand of trees overlooking a small, circular Roman temple on a hillock with a pond and a line of trees beyond it.

    That wasn’t the only reason I went to the park, though. I wanted to know if Howard would follow me here. We had met here earlier when we both were sketching the scene. I believed my sketches were better than Howard’s, but of course I would not tell him that. He had been working at the art college three years longer than I had.

    But it wasn’t only sketching we’d done here. He read me poetry too and we discussed our lives and our ambitions. And we increasingly were becoming more intimate with each visit here. I had given little thought to relations between one man and another-but Howard was opening my eyes to so many possibilities I had not given thought to before. We had not reached the stage of ultimate intimacy-or what Howard had described as a luxury of life that would bring pleasure beyond measure-although I had tasted his lips and seen the glimmer of an opening to the pleasures he spoke of. And his hands had awakened me even more to the opportunities we seemed to be moving to-when and as I overcame my inhibitions to the unknown and the fear of what Howard’s world entailed.

    I settled under a tree and turned an intense gaze on the Roman temple. Surprisingly details came to me that I hadn’t noticed before. Eager at this unexpected confirmation of what Martin Ashen had told me I needed to do, I plucked a pencil from the box I had brought, turned the sketch pad to a new page, and instead of looking at and trying to sketch the whole sweep of the view before me, I concentrated on separate sketches of just a detail here and a detail there of what I was seeing anew.

    So intent was I on sketching that I didn’t hear Howard approach until he was nearly upon me, and when he spoke to me, it caused my pencil to slide across the page and ruin my drawing of the detail of the cornice work on one of the temple columns.

    But I didn’t care. Howard was here.

    “He can’t believe your age.”

    “Who can’t believe my age?” I asked him, looking up and feeling the usual catch in my breath when I saw his well-muscled body in the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves of the trees overhead.

    “The master from London-Martin Ashen. He was sure that you were too young to be enrolled in the institute.”

    “He asked my age? He wants me to be dismissed?”

    “Quite the opposite if I read him right,” Howard answered as he flopped down beside me and put an arm around my shoulders. His other hand went to my thigh as I sat cross-legged under the tree. “I do believe he fancies you. And I noted a bit of disappointment in his voice when I told him you were in your majority.”

    “I guess that’s why he said he thought I had talent,” I said. “He thought I was younger and therefore not having had time to develop any skill.”

    “You always belittle yourself, Philip,” Howard said. “And when you do that, you fail to see where your opportunities lie. You do not see the main chance.”

    “Like I do not yet see my subject matter in detail yet?” I asked. “. . . as the master artist told me?”

    “Something like that. You are indeed young, Philip. And not just in visage.”

    I was breathing hard and leaning into him. The hand on my thigh was roaming. It felt hot to the touch. I wanted him to take the next step with me; I could not be the one to take it. But he seemed to be holding back. Before he had moved as boldly as he thought he dared at each of our meetings out here on the verge of the trees. Now I was clinging closely to him in his embrace, relaxed, ready for him, my lips open, my willingness obvious in other ways.

    But he was pulling away from me and standing. I could tell from his breathing that this was hard for him to do.

    “I am quite sure he is impressed with your talent, Philip. In fact, he has sent me out here to tell you that he wishes you to meet with him in the café by the Wensum River. Now, as a matter of fact.”

    “And that is pleasing enough to you?” I asked, in disbelief. Why was Howard running cold with me now? He was hinting that the master wanted to meet with me for something more than discussing my painting-or his. Why did this not displease Howard? Even if it was about the art, why was Howard deferring his need and desire to mine?

    “Pleasing enough under the circumstances, yes,” Howard said, only half turned to me and looking away. “There will be time for us.”

    Heavy of heart when I knew I should be euphoric, I had risen from the ground, and I walked away from him, without saying another word or looking back.

    * * * *

    “Model for a painting and a sculpture?” I asked, confused and surprised. I thought we were meeting at the café-at least ostensibly-to talk about Master Ashen helping me with my painting technique.

    “I wish to mentor your work, of course,” Ashen said hurriedly, placing a hand on my arm. “But you are unusually young looking. I’ve been looking for the perfect face and form to represent the draw boy in my textile factory series. Come to my studio and sit for me for those works-and, certainly, I will mentor your painting. I will even take you to London with me so you can continue your studies in more advantageous circumstances.”

    “You would take me to London too?” I asked. “And mentor my studies. And all I have to do is sit for you to represent a draw boy at the loom in a textile factory?” I knew what a draw boy did. Like many of the local men, I had worked in the textile factories when I was a boy. And I had done it longer than most, because I was smaller than most. The job of perching above the loom and carrying the weft thread through in advance of the flying shuttle and thereby creating the pattern of different-colored threads in the cloth went to those with small, dexterous hands.

    “I believe that you understand that there would be more required of you,” Master Ashen said.

    And I certainly did understand. The palm of his hand had centered between my thighs under the café table. He was making quite clear what he expected in return for his offer.

    “I will pay you the regular fee, of course, for sitting for me. And I will take you to London with me and you will become a great artist-because of the mentoring I give you. But you must lie under me as well, willingly. I don’t want you to misunderstand what the contract is.”

    What was that Howard had said-that I was not mature enough to take my opportunities when they came to me? I did want to go to London. I did want to become a great artist. As for the other, I felt I was ready for that too-although I thought it would be with Howard.

    I sat for Master Ashen twice for the casting of the bronze statue and three times for the painting. I was posed by a loom, stripped to the waist, to show the heat and strenuous requirements of factory atmosphere, and with my fingers pushing threads into place below a descending shuttle, my close concentration on what I was doing a focus of the art work. He arranged the lighting so that a beam of light fell on my face and chest while, other than that, the scene was in shadows. The painting was rendered in sepia colors.

    He concluded each of the “draw boy” sessions by coming between me and the loom, pulling my trousers off my legs, parting my thighs, hunching over me with just his hard cock exposed through the fly in his own trousers, and fucking me to his ejaculation.

    “The Draw Boy” is what he titled both of the factory works, and you can visit the painting at London’s Harrow Museum of art even today. Ashen kept the sculpture in his own collection after exhibiting it, and it has disappeared into a private collection.

    After sex he would take up his sketch pad and do post-coital pencil sketches of me. When he ultimately was forced to depart London-and England altogether-under charges of pedophilia some ten years later, he caused quite a sensation in France by exhibiting these sketches-in a large collection of more young men he “mentored” than just me. By the end of the exhibit all of the sketches had been bought and disappeared into private collections.

    On the eve of my own exhibition at the National Gallery in London some years later, I received one of these sketches of me after sex in the post. There was no indication it had been sent by Martin, but I knew it had been. It was his way of reminding me how I had gotten to where I was in the art world. I knew that it wasn’t an expression of any desire to have me again because, by then, it was well established that it was only younger-looking lads he was interested in.

    I had known that lying under him was part of the arrangement. But still, the first time he fucked me, I was surprised and taken aback. There was little preparation or warning. He just said that I could relax from my pose and came walking at me, his shirt unbuttoned to the waist and his hard cock, held in his hand, thrusting out of his trousers. He was a big man, giving the impression that he was heavier than average. I was to learn, though, that most of that was muscle and that it gave him the strength to do whatever he wanted with me.

    I would have wished that the first time would be a little more tender and meaningful and less matter of fact than that. And I would have wished it from Howard.

    Martin had the hands of an artist, long, slender, yet strong fingers. His cock was of greater than average size and that it curved up so that while he was fucking me from above, he would move with a pronounced dip and upward thrust. His complexion was florid; his hair the red of an Irishman, and his chest and arms pelted with curly hair.

    He was not a handsome man, and while he was fucking me, he showed a visage of cruelty and anger, although after that first time, when I was in considerable pain and begged him to stop or at least to work me more slowly but he completely ignored me in deference to his own need and desire, I came to understand that he was just intense and focused in the act rather than angry.

    He sometimes couldn’t resist fucking me again after doing his post-coital sketch and when he did so, he took me more slowly and I received more enjoyment from the cocking.

    After the second modeling session, Howard asked me to meet him in the park at our usual place and there, with little preliminary steps and with the assurance that I would lay under him too, Howard gently pushed me down on my back, first undressed me and then himself, pushed his knees under my buttocks, and gave me the long, slow, deep fucking that I had dreamed of.

    After we had both come, I sobbed silently into his shoulder as he held me close, and still buried inside me, rocked me back and forth in his embrace.

    “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked, the concern in his voice evident.

    “No. This was how I dreamed it would be,” I murmured. “Why didn’t you give me this before I went to Martin Ashen? This was what I wanted the first time.”

    “I’m sorry, but it was part of the arrangement.”

    “The arrangement?”

    “He wanted to be the first with you. He said he would take me to London too if he was first. I didn’t think it would matter to you. It doesn’t, does it, after all?”

    “No, of course not,” I whispered into his shoulder. But of course it did matter to me. It mattered very much. It just wasn’t something that could be changed.

    Ashen did take us both to London, just as he promised. And he did mentor my talent and skills into my becoming a renowned artist. His taking of me continued for a brief time in London-and I let him do whatever he wanted with me in exchange for the opportunities he was giving me in the art world. His interest was only brief, though, as I grew and matured. I no longer looked young to him, and his interests turned to ever-younger men-and then boys, before he was cornered and exposed for his proclivities and was forced to go abroad.

    Howard was only with us for a month in London. As I feared, his talent was not up to the larger art community. And, having already gotten what he wanted from Howard, Ashen’s interest in mentoring him was never complete.

    I let Howard go more easily than he thought I would. His loving was good up to the end, but I never could be completely comfortable with the choice he had made for me.

    * * * *

    Ah, the memories of twenty-six years ago. I haven’t been back to Norwich since-until now. I was afraid of what I might find-that I would learn that my life here as a child and a youth was one of squalor that I barely escaped, even though the cost was high. Or worse, I have been afraid that I’d find that there was something noble here and clean that I sold cheaply.

    What I found, though, was that it was difficult for me to remember the city at all-or much of my life or of what I did here or dreamt here. Sometimes I try to think of Howard as the first love of my life. But I find I can’t picture him at all. And I have no idea what happened to him. A big fear of mine is that perhaps he returned here and is working at the Norfolk Art Institute. And that he will think I should remember him or, heaven forbid, that I should fall under his spell again.

    I wouldn’t be here at all if it wouldn’t be remarked that I had left Norfolk-the shire of my own upbringing-out in this portfolio of art I’m putting together for the National Museum on the regional characteristics of people in Great Britain.

    To my shame, I had to have researchers develop themes on a unique personality for Norfolk as much as I had to do for Devon. It was only the shires immediately bordering on London that I felt I could handle in my own imagination.

    I do remember this café, though. And the longer I sit here, waiting for Neil Hampton to show up, the more snippets of my mentor, Martin Ashen, come back to me. Was I really that anxious to rise above Norwich and to become someone in the art world to have gone as docilely as I did? Was the price worth it?

    “Mr. Barkley . . . Philip. I’m sorry I’m late.”

    I look up and see the young man I met at the art institute earlier in the day. He showed such promise and I told him so. The canvas he was working on exhibited talent and imagination; it just lacked a few strong brushstrokes to bring the perspective into control. And he, he himself. So sultry of looks. Dark curly hair, like an unruly crown, and the violet eyes and the artfully sported brush of a five-O’clock beard, giving his strong facial features exactly the look that my researchers told me would reflect the seafaring folk that settled the Norfolk coast and beat off the invasions of the Danes and merged their DNA with the French aristocrats fleeing here from their revolution.

    “It doesn’t matter,” I answer. “You’re here now. Please have a seat. Coffee or something stronger?”

    “Coffee is fine.”

    As he sits, I lean over and place my hand on his thigh. I wish to know immediately what he is willing to do for me.

    “Have you thought of my proposition? As I’ve said, you show promise and are, I think, wasting your talent here in Norwich. I would be happy to mentor you-if you will come to London with me.”

    “I think I do want that, yes,” he answers.

    I move my hand higher on this high and more to the inside, placing an index finger on the bulge of his crop.

    “You do understand what I am proposing, don’t you? For me to be able to work with you, the relationship will have to be total. I must know you fully. You will have to lie under me. And I will sketch you after sex-for my own uses.”

    “Yes, I understand.” He has said that with a clutch in his throat, but I look into his eyes. So young; I had to recheck his age to be sure. But, yes, he has that look of wanting London.

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  • Redneck boys

    Randy and Logan went through their routines, Randy at his job in the town’s grocery store and Logan on his family’s farm and each evening they settled into their own private lives within the small apartment. For a week they saw Jack, their neighbor downstairs only in passing, and he had been reserved, quiet, a quick hello and some casual conversation then he would disappear into his apartment. His friend Mark hadn’t been around since Jack moved in so it had been quiet around the apartment complex with only the occasional moving van appearing in the parking lot as someone new moved into one of the apartments.

    It was Sunday afternoon and Logan had Randy go with him to his parents for lunch which had been after noon when his mother got home from church. They returned to their apartment around four o’clock and saw Mark’s door open and as they approached the building Mark came out carrying a beer.

    “Hey guys, come on over and grab a beer. We’re just getting started” he called out as they came up the sidewalk.

    “Started?” Logan asked without thinking.

    “Yeah, we’re just going to party a little this afternoon. I have a couple of days off between hauls and Mark has been holed up in here all week, so we’re going to relax and have a little party.”

    “Let us run upstairs for a minute and we’ll be back down in a few minutes to hang out” Randy said as he led Logan up the stairs. Inside their apartment they agreed they really didn’t want to hang out with Mark, he was so loud and rough, but they agreed Jack seemed like a nice guy and they would go for a while, leaving when they had enough, and using their need to work tomorrow as their excuse.

    Jack was sitting on the sofa watching a game while Mark paced the floor, his nervous energy making the room claustrophobic. Logan went over and sat in the sole chair in the living and asked the score. They talked quietly amongst themselves about the game. Randy leaned against the bar separating the kitchen from the living-dining area and listened to Mark talk nonstop about partying, about his last trip across the country driving his rig and about girls and pussy, and how he picked up one girl after the next in different towns during his haul. Randy tried hard to look interested, but he never could bring himself to add to Mark’s rolling dialogue. He watched how Mark pounded down the beer, one after the next, not holding back, his mouth either talking nonstop or swallowing the next beer. Eventually they went and sat in the living area and everyone noticed how Mark stumbled and tripped along the way to the sofa and how he fell down onto the cushion, spilling beer on himself. Randy pulled one of two metal dining chairs over and sat near Logan and for the next hour they watched the game, talking quietly, with Mark only occasionally making a loud outburst. By the time the game was over, so was Mark. He was leaned over to the corner of the sofa passed out.

    “I’m sorry guys about Mark. He has gotten worse over the last couple of years. Sometimes I just…” and Jack stopped, let the sentence hang, and the things he was thinking kept to himself.

    “It’s okay; we’ve had friends who get the same way. Some of them eventually settled down” Randy replied.

    “And the ones that didn’t?” Jack asked, his tone sounding frustrated.

    “Well, they sort of drift away.”

    “Or you stop having anything to do with them” Jack added and his tone obvious. He was tired of Mark’s antics, embarrassed by it.

    “Listen, we need to go. Both of us have to work tomorrow, but why don’t you come up to our place one evening after Jack goes back on the road. We’ll fix something for dinner and just hang out” Randy said and Logan looked at Jack and nodded his agreement.

    Jack smiled at them, the friendliest he seemed since moving in. “That would be nice.”

    “Come up Wednesday. I’ll be home early that day and we can watch a movie and prepare something for dinner” Logan said as he and Randy stood to leave.

    “Okay, I will.”

    Logan and Randy had Jack up for dinner on Wednesday and as they talked with him, saw him open up a little they found he was completely different than their first impression and they soon relaxed in a casual tone with each other. They sat around late into the evening talking about his life in the small town and what it was like for Randy and Logan in the neighboring farm community till they realized it was time to call it a night.

    Over the days that followed Logan and Randy stayed busy with their jobs and when they came home the routines of domestic life governed them till several days had passed. Their relationship continued to grow, their lovemaking occurring frequently, before bed, during the night and/or early in the mornings and many a time when they first got home, the day’s labors having them cranked up and the exertion of their sex seemed to be the best cure.

    It was the next Tuesday and Logan raced home thrilled at the price of soybeans he could sell his crop for that fall, much better than he had planned and he raced up the stairs and into their apartment finding Randy coming out of the bedroom from just showering off, his upper body having droplets of water still clinging to him and only a towel hung around his waist.

    “What are you so excited about?” Randy asked when he saw Logan come in.

    Logan explained how the price of soybeans had gone up and he had booked as many bushel as he dared based on how his crops looked in the field and how it was going to be much more than he had planned on. Suddenly Randy realized what Logan was getting at, how their plan to travel overseas next fall suddenly seemed like a real possibility and he came up to Logan and bear hugged him, picked him up off the floor.

    “Hell yeah” Randy cried out. When he put Logan down they kissed, and soon Logan tugged the towel loose from Randy’s waist and tossed it over a dining room chair. He took Randy in his hand, stroke him, felt him respond and Logan kissed along Randy’s neck, down over his chest and quickly took one nipple, then the other in his mouth, tugged on it, nipped it hard and Randy cried out, the pain, the pleasure racing to his hardening cock. Randy pulled back and unbuttoned several buttons on Logan’s old sleeveless shirt till he could pull it over his head. He unfastened Logan’s jeans, unzipped them and soon had Logan stripped, his lean body pulled up to his own, warm and soft they felt to each other, skin on skin and soon Randy led Logan to the sofa, pushed him down on his back, his legs still on the floor and he went down between his legs, pushing them apart, exposing the lean body, his cock hard, his balls drawn up slightly and he leaned down and ran his tongue over Logan’s sac, felt the way his balls moved within it as he mouthed them, sucked one then the other in his mouth. He let his warm mouth hold each one a moment, brought a slight suction to them which made Logan moan and spread his legs further apart.

    Randy took Logan’s hard cock, held it up and mouthed the head, felt the soft spongy head against his tongue and over his lips as he slid his mouth down over the hard cock. Randy moved up and down the shaft, slowly, wetting it as he went, getting it slick. He sucked on Logan for a long time, slowly, keeping him on edge as he had learned to do over their long time together. He sucked Logan’s cock till it leaked its sweet nectar and he drove his tongue into the slit, savoring it. Logan would push up, shove his cock into Randy’s mouth, fuck through his lips, but Randy would soon pull off, holding the bobbing cock in his hand allowing it to cool off, Logan to come down from being close to cumming.

    “Fuck me…fuck me Randy” Logan whispered and Randy stood up on his knees, moved up in position, his cock already hard, the head wet and slick, and he pushed against Logan, pressed his cock against his hole and Logan put his hands on Randy’s thighs, encouragingly, imploring him to do it, to penetrate him, to push his cock into the tight hole he was bearing down on and Randy shoved forward. He cock penetrated Logan, breached his tight hole and Logan cried out and pushed down with his ass, taking a little more of Randy, taking more of his cock. Randy moved his hips in a slow swing back and forth, working his hard cock back and forth.

    “Goddamn…fuck me” Logan commanded between hard breaths and Randy pushed in all the way.

    Logan had stormed into the apartment, so excited he forgot to lock the door, didn’t think about them making out in the living room, right on the sofa, Randy on his knees pumping his cock into Logan. But as Randy pushed into Logan again, worked his cock all the way into Logan’s hole, the door opened and Jack stepped just inside the door before he froze, his mouth hanging open. He had come in asking if something was wrong, for he had seen Logan storm up the steps. Now he stood staring at Logan and Randy, their nakedness, the way Logan’s cock stood up hard, it glistening in the light from its wetness, he saw Logan’s compact body, the way he had dark olive toned skin all over and he saw Randy’s body, fairer, with the light line of freckles over his shoulders. He took it all in, the entire scene, even the way Randy had turned to him, shocked at the interruption and Logan lying there, his eyes wide, his mouth hung open and none of them able to speak for a moment; a long awkward moment.

    “Oh shit…I’m sorry guys…I…didn’t mean to barge in…I’ll go” and he back to the door, his eyes still locked on them, the way they were locked together and as he pulled the door closed he leaned to the narrowing gap, looked in one more time and whispered just loud enough for them to hear.

    “I won’t tell no one…I promise…it’s okay” and he closed the door.

    Randy and Logan stared at the closed door for a long time. Finally Logan leaned up on his elbows and looked at Randy.

    “Well, I think he knows we’re fucking each other” Logan said with a flat tone.

    Randy turned toward him and pushed Logan back down on the sofa and sank his still hard cock all the way back in.

    “Fuck, I don’t know what Jack is going to say or do, but right now all I can think about is fucking your ass” and he began to swing his hips, hard, moving faster and faster. He held Logan by his narrow hips, his long fingers holding him by his pelvis, a solid tight grip, as he worked his cock back and forth, fucking Logan, driving his cock into him all the way, slapping his hips up against Logan’s ass.

    “Fuck Randy…” Logan breathed out, his voice low and he lay there, legs spread open, Randy fucking cock into his hole. Randy’s fuck quickened and soon he was pumping cum into Logan, shoving his spurting cock deep into Logan, filling him with his cum.

    Randy pulled out, his half hard cock dripping, and he dropped down on the floor on his hands and knees, looking back at Logan.

    “Fuck me, come on, shove that cock in my ass and fuck the shit out of me” and Logan eased down on the floor and quickly moved into position. He knew how Randy could be more vocal, more aggressive, eager for the hard fuck, and he put the wet slick head of his cock at Randy’s opening and shoved in, half his shaft disappeared into Randy as he raised his head up crying out from the penetration.

    Logan didn’t go slow, didn’t ease his cock into Randy, didn’t waste the time to work it gently back and forth till he felt Randy loosen up and take him easily. Instead he gave Randy what he truly wanted this time. This time he shoved into that tight hole and he fucked, fast hard jabbing thrusts, the friction on his cock building to his ejaculation quickly, his cock throbbing, as he shoved it deep into Randy, plunged into his depths with every inch of cock he had, all of it, over and over and over. His dark shaft disappearing into that fair white ass, the way Randy’s hole just sucked him up, and Logan began to jamb his cock in short thrusts, harder and harder, and Randy knew Logan was going to cum.

    Logan held Randy tightly as he pumped cum into his hole, every forward thrust, every time he crammed his cock deep into Randy he came, came hard at first then he pumped out less and less till he was spent. He fell over Randy’s back, sweaty, the dirt on his body running down with the rivulets of sweat and smearing on Randy’s skin. Randy eased down on the floor flat and Logan followed till they lay snuggled up together. After several minutes, their breathing back to normal they sat up and leaned back against the sofa.

    “Should we go downstairs and see what Jack is doing?” Logan finally asked and Randy began to snigger, and finally laugh out loud, and Logan followed suite, till both were laughing about the situation.

    Logan and Randy waited till after dinner, let their anxiousness build until they couldn’t stand waiting any longer and they went downstairs and knocked on Jack’s door. The lights were off but they could see the light of the TV through the blinds and after a short wait they heard the door unlock and ease open. Jack looked sheepishly around the door and smiled weakly at the guys.

    “Can we come in a minute?” Randy asked.

    “Sure…sure, come on in” Jack replied as he backed up, opening the door for them.

    “Listen, about upstairs earlier today…” Randy began but Jack interrupted him.

    “Randy…Randy, look it’s okay, really. We’re good…we’re good” and Jack eased down on his sofa looking up at them. “I’m not going to say anything.”

    Logan and Randy nodded as they stood near the door, unsure what else to say. Logan motioned for them to leave when Jack spoke up.

    “Come on guys, sit down and relax for moment. Please don’t run off with this uncomfortable feeling between us…okay?”

    Jack asked them how long had they been together and he listened to Randy, then Logan as they talked about how they have been messing around for years but only when they moved in together did another aspect of their relationship surface. It was late when they finally left and Jack shut off the TV and got ready for bed.

    Jack lay in his bed, staring at the ceiling, remembering the image of Logan and Randy having sex, the way they were coupled together, their naked bodies so exposed and he remembered how Logan looked, lying there with Randy positioned between his legs. And he let his mind wander; remember events long ago, those that haunt him. Back when he and Mark were younger, more foolish, the way they partied so hard, getting drunk or high all the time and he remembered one night when they were up in the barn at Mark’s place, a storage room built up in the roof framing, the floor so close to the roof only in the center could they stand up, but it was a refuge from their parents, a place they could smoke pot and drink and one time, just once, Mark had initiated something, had taken his cock out, it already hard and he had begged Jack to suck him. He pleaded for Jack to help him out, that he’d do something for him afterward. Jack remembered through the fog of the pot and alcohol how he wanted to do it and he had gotten on his knees in front of Mark and took his cock in his hand, looking at the way the head was flared out, the shape of it. And he remembered, even though he was so high at the time, how it felt, Mark’s cock going into his mouth. He sucked Mark’s cock; let him pump it in his mouth. Mark didn’t last long, came almost as soon as Jack had taken his cock, but afterwards he had called Jack a cocksucker, had told him he needed to wash that shit off his face and suddenly told him to leave. It had taken a week before Mark called Jack and then he acted like nothing had happened, but from that time on Mark tried to fuck every girl he saw, talked of nothing but pussy and fucking, and Jack had become more introverted.

    He rolled over in his bed and stared at the wall, his eyes burning with his shame, his inability to just be who he wanted to be, even in this small town in the middle of nowhere. He lay there a long time and after he had exhausted himself, played events over and over till he couldn’t think straight or maintain a rational thought, he finally drifted off to sleep.

    Logan and Randy acted cautiously around Jack for the next few days, not sure if he would keep their secret or if he would tell Mark, something they knew would make living above Jack difficult whenever Mark was around. By the time Saturday rolled around they were beginning to think everything would be okay, things would return to normal with Jack, for he had been friendly with them, even more so, and when they had gotten back from gathering some vegetables from the large garden Logan helped his family grow, Jack had come out as they started up the stairs and asked them if they wanted to come down for dinner and watch a movie. He had picked up bar-b-cue that afternoon to make sandwiches and was going to prepare some beans and potatoes to go with it.

    Later that night, the movie coming to an end, dirty dishes stacked in the sink, the guys were sitting around the living area finishing off the beer each one was working on. The night had been pleasant, Jack friendlier than ever, and Logan and Randy thought the whole issue of them being gay wasn’t going to come up this time, but Jack sat up and cleared his throat, took a long drink of his beer and setting it down on the coffee table looked at Logan and then Randy.

    “Can I ask you guys something? Something very personal, something I know I shouldn’t but…” and he looked up at Randy and Logan, then back down to the floor; “but I really want to ask.”

    Randy looked at Logan and shrugged unknowingly, then looked at the slumped over figure before them. “Okay, Jack, what is it?” Randy knew his voice was questioning, defensive.

    Jack sat still for a long time, his head down, then slowly he looked up at the guys, then over to the corner of the room where there was nothing but white walls, and he stared at that place as he spoke slowly, carefully.

    “I…I want to watch you guys. Just once I’d like to watch what you do together…when you have sex” and he looked over at them, his eyes wet, nervous, and it was obvious this was not some voyeur fantasy but something else.

    “I don’t know Jack, that is…” Logan began but when he stammered Randy broke in.

    “Why?” Randy was straight to the point.

    It was silent in the room for what seemed like a long time, Logan and Randy waiting for Jack to answer. Then Jack’s voice broke the silence, soft, weak, barely audible to the guys.

    “I want to know how…how you do it. How you can do that…let a guy put it there…” and he looked away, “I mean does it hurt at first, and what is it like.”

    Randy realized the situation and looked at Logan shocked they had not realized it before now. He looked back at Jack, realizing Jack was a man who desires made him an outcast to his own friends, then he wondered if Jack had every done anything and it suddenly made sense the way Jack and Mark acted toward each other, the way Mark was always talking about girls in ways that were crude, sexual.

    “Have you ever done anything?” Randy asked, unsure if he should or not.

    Jack just nodded his head yes while he looked down at the floor.

    “Was it Mark?”

    And Jack nodded yes again. He looked up finally and the whole story poured out, the way they had been before, just the two of them partying all the time and then the incident in the barn. Jack admitted he tried to date girls afterward, sometimes double dating with Mark, but it was hard, and after a while he just stopped altogether. Jack told them he knew it was asking a lot and for them not to answer him tonight, to think about it and to remember he only wanted to watch, that he would sit to the side of the room as out of sight as he could get and he would stay quiet so they could pretend he wasn’t there.

    When Randy and Logan climbed into bed that night they lay quiet for a long time, neither knowing what to say, but finally, when the clock flashed ten after one Logan snuggled up to Randy, rested his head on Randy’s chest feeling his even breathing and listening to his heart beat.

    “What do you think?” he asked quietly and Randy swallowed hard as he rubbed his hand over Logan’s back.

    “I think…”

    To be continued…

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  • Last Friday Night

    Sunlight went through the window of the room. He was curled up in bed, thinking, staing at the empty side of it where his one-night-stand lay last night. He turned toward that side and hugged the pillow with his arms while the room was lighting up little by little. His face came closer to the pillow and he smelled the perfume he had left, a smell that made him remember the great night he had.

    He remembered how he met him dancing in that club, how their eyes met each other in the dark and both came closer to dance and to take a closer look at one another. After a little while dancing and not even taking their eyes off of each other, they knew there was an obvious attraction between them. As soon as he wrapped his arms around his waist he felt that something was getting hard inside his pants. When he whispered those words in his partner’s ear and felt he was hard, he knew his bad streak would be over.

    Their desire and sex feeling started with a passionate entrance at his home. His partner took off all his clothes and pushed him against the wall while kissing his body fiercely. After that he got down on his knees and started licking his dick. His technique was spectacular, his partner moaned while shuddered with pleasure. When he finished he made him turn around and startd kissing the lower part of his back. He went down till he reached his buttocks when he opened them and kissed his anus. He transported to another world, a world in which he could only feel pleasure, the greatest kind he had ever felt in his life.

    A spank he felt in the buttock made him come back from that world. He saw him getting up and undressing. He helped him take off his clothes and took him to bed. When they got there he pushed him toward it and got on his knees to take off the slip he was wearing. A little stain of excitement made him realise how hot everything was and turned him on even more. He repayed him by sucking him as well as he did to him earlier.

    They went on like that until they couldn’t bear the urge of taking a step forward. He took the condoms and the lub from the bedside table and he placed it on his partner. He kissed him on the lips before opening up for him. His hard dick slipped in. They did it face to face, feeling the breath of one another while pushing in and pulling out. A moan of maximum pleasure came out of the bottom’s mouth as well as a white splash ended on his sweaty chest just before his partner reached the climax. He pulled out his dick, took off the condom and he placed himself close to the other’s mouth, grabbing his head with his left hand, enjoying the scene. When he was there he shot the load all over his face. His partner felt the cum went down through his cheeks.

    He kissed him on the lips after finishing, before they had a shower together and the night coming to an end.

    He kept on smelling the pillow, remembering everything that happened the night before, and getting hard with it. That morning he had no one to help him with that. He didn’t expect coming across him again nor sharing the bed either, but he had a night that would last in his memory for a long time and that was enough to him.

    A brand-new day arrived. He got up and went to the entrance of his house while he still felt his dick a little hard. He checked the answering machine but there was no message left… It ws then when he realised there was a piece of paper he hadn’t seen before. He took it with curiosity and he saw a mobile number written on it.

    He thought that night may happen again after all. His dick went rock hard thinking about it. He took advantage of that good start of the day and grabbed his dick with his right hand. He thought of the good time he had last night and the great times yet to come.

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  • Parallel

    A/N: sorry about being gone so long, my computer broke :c and id lost all my drafts of the When tamers, but I am continuing soon.

    With sweet love, Reid

    “Good morning. The date is July 11th, 2023. How may I serve you?” The circular, gray floating droid spoke cheerfully. “Ugh. Friedman, Shut down.” Alex groaned. “Yes master.” The droid said as he shut off. Alex took another sip from his coffee as his slender body leaned over the red kitchen island. He sighed as his earpiece began to buzz. “Shit.” Lazily, he reached up a finger and touched the “Receive Call” button. “It’s Alex, talk to me.” “Hey babe, it’s me. I’m in the lab and the Professor needs to talk to you. He says something about a uhm… What was it again?” Alex could hear the mumbling of the professor in the background. “Uhm, yes. A fluctuation in energy in space. He’s afraid it might tamper with the balance of the universe and we need your knowledge in Astrology.” “That’s ‘Astronomy’, you twit.” Alex corrected with a chuckle. “Oh I can just imagine your face right now… That warm, beautiful smile. Those absolutely stunning hazel eyes that seem to smile with those thick, full, sexy pink lips. Why, I bet just right now, you’re rubbing your hand through that blonde Mohawk of yours, aren’t you?” Alex stopped his hand mid-way though his scalp. He looked around to see if his boyfriend had been spying on him. “Oh stop it, Trevor. You’re making me blush.” He said sarcastically as he rolled his eyes. “You shouldn’t do that, they’ll get stuck.” Alex could hear the professor yelling in the background. “Yes, quite right sir. We will talk when you get here, so see you then. And Babe, I love you.” “Yeah, yeah, skip the bullshit. I’m on my way.” Alex retorted as he pressed the “End Call” button. He sat down his mug of cold coffee and walked over to the suede couch where his black trench coat had been laying the past few days. As he slipped it onto his right arm, he paused for a minute, remembering the things this old coat had been through. This was the coat he wore at the start of the War against Aliens from the planet Venus, the coat he wore when the entire Frezdin Province was under attack by microscopic androids that fed on clothing (Now that is what I call a crisis). Alex smiled. This was the same coat he was wearing when he met Trevor. That fateful day at the library.

    “What is that you’re reading?” Trevor asked from over Alex’s shoulder. “It’s an encyclopedia of Time and Space. I’d rather not be interrupted sir.” Alex quipped, not taking his eyes off the large, sea-blue covered book. “Well then, how about I read with you? Or I could read it to you? Or you to me?” Trevor offered, taking a seat next to Alex at the square wooden table. “No, I’m looking for a specific piece of information. Now if you would please go away, I would greatly appreciate it.” “Ouch. No mercy, I see.” Trevor smirked. Alex turned and gave him a sarcastic smile so full of bullshit, it resonated throughout the entire library, but then his smile fade and he stopped. They both stopped. Trevor’s lip quivered with a want to be against Alex’s. He’d only seen the boy from far away, but up close, he was even more stunning. Alex’s mouth opened and closed, unable to make words. The pestering source of his annoyance had become his ultimate source of fancy. He couldn’t take his eyes off of Trevor’s strong, chiseled jaw, his mud brown spiked hair, those thick rock hard muscles that were threatening to rip tight through hs shirt, that beautiful, tan, Brazilian skin… But most mesmerizing of all were those minty gray eyes that sent chills dancing up Alex’s nervous system, making goosebumps rise all over his peach skin. They sat there for what seem to be a millennia. Without thinking, both of them moved in, hastily closing the gap and entrapping each other in a passionate kiss.

    “Shit! I’m going to be late.” He jumped from his thoughts and bolted out the door.

    “Alright, Professor, I’m here.” Alex announced, stripping his trench coat and putting on a fresh, white lab coat. “Yes, finally.” The Professor narrowed his eyes in an evil gaze. Over the years, Professor Sanders served as Alex’s teacher and mentor. He was around 50, short, full head of gray hair, and at one point, was the principal of his own science academy, before it was destroyed. But that’s another story for another day. Alex speed-walked over to the Professor, stopping halfway to plant a kiss on Trevor’s lips. “What’s the problem, Professor?” Alex asked, stopping next to the Professor. They were staring at a large, blue monitor that was currently displaying the solar system. “Do you see that? There, hovering over Earth.” The Professor asked Alex, zooming in on a slim line over the North Pole. “My God. What is it?” He gasped. “That’s the source of the large energy burst. A tear in the fabric of universe.” The Professor stated, solemnly. “But wait, wouldn’t things begin to float into the rip? You know, polar bears and what-not?” Alex asked. The Professor shook his head. “Come with me, both of you.” He ordered, walking over to a strange metal rod that was floating in a glass container. “I’ve manage to focus the energy into this Osmium rod. But, under absolutely no circumstance do you ever open this case or touch the rod. It’s very important that you understand that.” “Understood.” The two disciples answered in unison. “Well, that’s all I wanted to show you. You two can go on now.” The Professor stated.

    The two fierce lovers burst into Alex’s house, groping and kissing ferociously. Without warning, Trevor picked Alex up and carried upstairs, throwing him on the bed and stripping them both without hesitation. “I think that’s the fastest I’ve ever witnessed a man disrobe…” Alex smiled. “Well Mr.Witness, how bout you suck on this for little while?” Trevor grinned, climbing onto Alex’s chest. He grabbed the back of his lover’s head and pulled him into his half-erect cock. Alex didn’t resist, he let himself fall victim of his Subduer’s lust. He sucked on the sheathed tip, looking deep into it’s owner’s feral eyes. Without moving his eyes, Alex took Trevor all the way down his throat, feeling is as it began to expand. Trevor let out a sigh from above and threw his head back. Alex held himself there for a moment, tightening his throat around Trevor’s hard dick. Alex pulled off, coughing and spitting. Trevor laughed at him. Alex reached up and started to quickly stroke Trevor’s well lubed cock, a loud, rhythmic, smacking sound ringing in the air. He grabbed Trevor’s shoulder’s and flipped them both over so that he was straddling Trevor’s muscular waist. “I- I wanna try getting on top again.” Alex blushed. Trevor chuckled to himself. “You cant handle being on top!” He stated dramatically. Alex rolled his eyes and slowly lowered himself onto Trevor’s cock, terrified of what his thick, 9 inches would do. First, the head popped in, then the first three inches slid their way in as usual. Alex managed to shove another two inches in before he had to stop completely. It felt as if he was being torn apart. “Oh fuck, Trevor you’re too big!” Alex shouted as he hopped off of Trevor’s throbbing cock and lay down next to him. “I told you so. You should’ve just let me do it the first time and we wouldn’t be having this problem.” Trevor said with a sigh. He rolled over and placed his face in the pillow. “Goodnight, Babe.” “What? You’re just going to leave me up like this? What’s wrong?” Alex asked. Trevor flipped over and looked at Alex. “What’s wrong is, we’ve been seeing each other for three months now and I can’t even make love to you the way I want. And we hardly ever even touch each other because you have such a ‘busy schedule’. Every time we have sex, it’s almost exactly the same, Alex. I try to switch it up, but it’s always ‘No, I like the way we do it’ or ‘I don’t want to make it weird’. It’s sex! It’s going to be weird no matter what!” Alex felt tears stream down his face. “Just forget it, Alex. Goodnight.” Trevor said as he hopped under the covers closed his eyes. Just as he was beginning to drift off, he felt the weight of the bed shifting. “Where are you off to?” He asked, ot even opening his eyes. “I’m going to the-… I’m going on a walk.” He lied. “Don’t stay out too long, there are muggers out there.” Trevor warned.

    Alex burst through the doors of the Laboratory using the spare key the Professor had given him. He walked to the counter that was scattered with papers and formulas and slammed his hands on it, tears dropping onto the unorganized files. “You knew this was going to happen, didn’t you?” Alex turned to face the mirror directly across from him. He saw his reflection, not at all in the position he was in. His reflection stood, leaning his back against the counter, arms folded and grinning. “You again…” Alex groaned. “We’re not breaking up, we’re just at a rough patch.” His reflection laughed a hearty laugh at him. “Keep telling yourself that. You know full well he doesn’t love you anymore. He never did. You’re not good enough for him. Isn’t that what you always told yourself?” Alex looked down at the ground for a moment, knowing that his was reflection was absolutely right. “But, then again…” his reflection stepped out of the mirror, walking right up to Alex until they were nearly kissing. “Let me take over. I can do so much better.” Alex could feel his reflection reaching for something behind him, and as he grabbed it, Alex nearly panicked. “Put that down. Please.” He begged. His reflection simply stared at it. “Put it down? Like… This?” It asked as it slammed the case containing the Osmium bar against the ground. “NO! You bastard!” Alex shouted, but his reflection had vanished. The bar began to vibrate violently. That was the last thing Alex saw before he was consumed by a bright blue light, straight into a deep, surrounding darkness.

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  • Assault The Objective

    For some strange reason I was drawn to the plum colored cockhead like a bug to a porch light. The retracted foreskin exposed an irresistible glistening glans under initial rays of morning sunlight that filtered through the window. Normally, I’m not a big fan of the uncut cock, for many reasons, but I made an exception for the Tejano Staff Sergeant who shared the bed with me that Saturday morning.

    In the predawn hour with the stealth of a Ninja warrior I’d assumed a supine position on bottom of the bed. The cover of darkness concealed my commando body movements as I eased up between John’s legs. With the caution of a Special Forces Operator on a covert mission I lay unnoticed facing the objective ready to launch a surprise attack on his manhood. I didn’t want him to wake him abruptly, because it’s a well-known fact that returning warriors need to be awoken ever so gently; otherwise, they tend to wake up in a defensive mode ready to fight.

    Motionless, I lay in position for a few moments to let my eyes adjust as darkness gave way to predawn light. Once the first stream of sunlight filtered into the bedroom I paid homage to the beautiful boner before me. Johnny’s brown flagstaff stood at attention with its reddish purple pennant flying high in all its glory. I saluted the magnificent totem, paying proper military respect to the powerful looking phallic guidon before going any further in my quest to capture his flag.

    God, it was such a majestic looking piece of manhood standing straight and tall with just the slightest curve back towards John’s stomach. My hand reached for his mortar tube; the fingers of my right hand closed around the hard shaft. I could feel the blood pulsate in his hard penis as I strategized.

    As I held John’s steel hard tube I sensed his heart beating with anticipation. I wanted that hot palpitating piece in my mouth and then up my ass, but I restrained myself. With my hand wrapped around the beast it was like standing in the door of a C-130 waiting for that final jump command before making a leap of faith onto the objective below.

    I couldn’t believe I was only inches away from the objective and yet to be detected. I began lowering my head towards the exposed glans in preparation to engulf the magnificent looking dome. As I closed on the objective my olfactory senses picked up on an inviting scent, yet slightly offensive musk odor emanating from the black bush below.

    My sensitive nose rooted around the undergrowth of pubic bush that surrounded the base of the Johnny’s towering member; I inhaled the scent, while I savored the smell before engulfing that first mouthful. I held the sturdy trunk of John’s tree in my hand. With stealth my lips made contact; however, before taking the morning treat full into my mouth I let my mouth close around the powerful purplish dome to savor the moment.

    There was an overwhelming temptation to immediately devour the entirety of it, and then begin bobbing up and down on to finish it off, but that was so amateurish. The large glans filled my mouth. My tongue began exploring the plum colored cockhead. As my tongue circled the darker coronal ring of the plump cockhead I began to tease the piss slit.

    The tip of my tongue tantalized the opening looking for the ooze of precum. However, I tasted a bitter tanginess of dried semen and sweat from our first session a few hours prior. The bitter yet tangy taste intrigued my taste buds. My tongue diligently bathed the magnificent cockhead before I tired to gobble down anymore of it. Of course I knew that there was no way I would be able to swallow seven inches of hard cock, so I would continue concentrating my efforts on the head and first couple of inches – the most sensuous portion the penis.

    My tongue found the frenulum, another erogenous zone of the penis. I began to tease the area below the opening waiting for John’s salsa to drip onto my tongue. I applied light suction as my head rose and fell, bobbing up and down on the first couple of inches, rubbing the frenulum with my tongue. Sensing a need for change I let my tongue explore the underside of John’s cock shaft working my way towards his nut sac.

    A nudge from my elbows to John’s inner thighs caused a reaction. His legs spread further apart. After I lingered around his nuts my tongue began to work its way towards the taint. I had tantalized John’s cock from the glans licking and kissing my way down the full length of the underside of his dick to his nut sac. I was going for the prize. I began kissing and teasing his taint. The dawn sunlight made it just right to focus on and find his brown eye.

    My tongue coated his pucker with a goodly amount of saliva. By this time Johnny began to moan softly and stir on the bed. I coated my finger with more saliva and continued rubbing the rosebud entrance to John’s rectal cavern with my finger tip. I continued to stroke his saliva slick hard cock with my right hand. I had discovered a few hours earlier that John’s asshole was super sensitive, but I had to be careful not to go too far without consent.

    Not knowing whether John had ever been finger fucked or cornholed I was reluctant to push my finger inside his asshole. Some guys find anything that attempts to penetrate their asshole to be repulsive; however, others find anal sex play to be very sensual, and howl in ecstasy when getting fingered fucked or corn holed. I was one who found finger fucking and cornholing to be very sensuous; furthermore, for me to be finger fucked while receiving a blowjob was pure bliss. I vividly remember the first time I was fingered fucked while being sucked by my high school buddy.

    The first to penetrate my virgin rosebud, my buddy Jack, a year ahead of me in high school and having trouble with algebra; in fact, he had flunked algebra his freshman year, therefore, he was in my class to take the course over again. A whiz at math I volunteered to tutor Jack three days a week after school. He needed tutoring to stay eligible to play basketball on the Junior Varsity high school team.

    Jack and I were the last two passengers on the yellow school bus at the last bus stop on the way to his house from school. The first few times tutoring Jack nothing happened except algebra. After I would finish tutoring him I’d walk the little two lane road about two miles back to my house horny as Hell. Yes, I had fast become enamored with Jack and fantasized of a night while I jerked off about sexual possibilities between us.

    After a few weeks hanging out together Jack and I became close friends; then one day he invited me to stay overnight. As we lay in his bed that Saturday about midnight he asked if I was awake. I responded in the affirmative; we both remained silent for a while longer. Then without warning Jack reached over and took hold of my cock: a dick hard with anticipation. He whispered in my ear, “You wanna jack off together.”

    “Hell yes!”

    “We’ll have to be quiet…’Cause this is a secret… No one can ever find out about what we’re about to do tonight.”

    After we turned facing each other we swore the secret oath interlocking our little fingers. We began to stroke each others hard cocks. I had never seen Jack’s cock fully erect before, but I could tell by the feel of it in my hand that it was a whopper. His, two fistfuls of length, mine was just a handful at that age. We continued stroking each other and before we knew it we both blew our loads across each other’s bodies.

    That mutual jack off session touched off a great friendship that would last throughout our high school years, and in the weeks ahead we became what are now referred to as fuck buddies.

    Back in the day a fuck buddy was a girl friend or boy friend with whom there was no romantic link, just a partner to for nothing more than sex on occasions. A fuck buddy relationship was devoid of all the syrupy romantic bullshit such as dating, dinners, and other rituals. A jack off buddy didn’t require either party to spend money on the other, and then after spending a small fortune may or may not be repaid with sex.

    As a horny teenager I was in dire need of a buddy such as Jack because I hadn’t developed any type sexual relationship with a female partner. After a few sessions of mutual masturbation we moved on to oral sex play. Of course, the sixty-nine position was the favored position for young school boys because neither could back out after blowing the other.

    After a few sixty-nine sessions Jack asked me if I wanted to try something new. He explained how the sixty-nine plus one worked, and told me he would go first to give me an idea of how and what to do. He told me if it hurt or I didn’t want to go any further to slap him on the buttock and he would stop.

    At that point in my life I was eager to try anything new, so we got into position facing opposite each other on the bed. Jack stuck his finger in the jar of Vaseline and dug out a good amount. He positioned the tip of his finger on my brown button. He then proceeded to push the lubricant into my asshole. We assumed the sixty-nine position where we began to fellate each other while Jack’s jelly coated finger began to explore my ass crack in search of the target.

    A few seconds later Jack ever so gently began probing my anus and then penetrated my awaiting asshole with grace. Once he pushed past the point of pain his forefinger was deep inside my rectal cavity. With two fingers inside my rectum his longer middle finger found the magical button and he began massaging it. I had to bite my lip not to scream.

    Oh God, I wanted to cum, scream and shit at the same time; it felt so good as he rubbed my prostate and sucked my dick. When I blew my load I almost suffocated Jack with my powerful orgasm. The amount of spooge I blew down his throat was overwhelming. He started to gag and had to spit some of it out. From that time on we refined finger fucking and sucking and it became part of our repertoire.

    Not knowing how John might react to an intrusive finger shoved up his asshole I abandon my attentions of assaulting his asshole with my finger as a secondary target of opportunity, not wanting to awake him abruptly and in turn have him wake up the entire household when he went ballistic.

    I refocused my attention on John’s magnificent looking cockhead concentrating on completing the early morning blowjob. I began kissing and licking working my way back up towards the tip of his cock while my right hand continued to caress his hard cock.

    As John fully awoke he whispered, “Tommy, get your ass turned around so I can suck your dick too.”

    I turned around on the bed so we were facing opposite each other for the second time. John’s hands began searching the lower part of my body in search of my treasure, finding my well-round glutes he began squeezing both of them. Then within a few seconds he lifted my midsection up over his face. I positioned my knees straddling John’s body so my groin was directly over his mouth. Once he had full access to my man meat he took it in his mouth and began to fellate my semi flaccid fuck stick.

    “Oh shit! That feels so fuckin good,” I responded in a low voice as Johnny engulfed my hardening cock.

    We continued to silently fellate each other’s cocks licking and nursing them like a baby on a tit. As we worked towards fruition we rolled each other onto our sides to continue the face fucking exercise. My hips were moving back and forth pumping my cock in and out of John’s warm wet mouth like a Texan drilling for black gold.

    Once again I wanted to taste John’s salsa. In a matter of minutes our bodies arched, our cocks swelled and stiffened, and then we exploded, unloading shot after shot of spooge into each other’s mouths within seconds of each other. We lay there nursing every drop from each other’s withering wangs until we were forced to pull apart due to sensitivity.

    I pulled off Johnny’s deflating dick and turned around in the bed asking, “Did you enjoy that Staff Sergeant?”

    A sexually exhausted Johnny lying on his back replied hoarsely, “I’d like ta stay here in bed all day with ya and keep doin that.”

    “Me too.”

    “Ya know, I think that’s more exercise than a PT run of a mornin,” John quietly confided.

    “Yeah.”

    “I guess we need ta get up and make an appearance downstairs for breakfast,” John said.

    I lay there looking at John thinking to myself in less than forty-eight hours this would all end and we would be back at Fort Bragg playing Army once again. I didn’t know if I would ever get another chance to enjoy John’s brown body again, but for this weekend I wanted to enjoy his body to the fullest. I looked over at the clock on the dresser and it showed six thirty.

    The full rays of morning sunlight were filtering through the windows and the ambient sounds of morning began to fill the air. I told Johnny what time it was and he said, “Damn, we almost slept the day away buddy.”

    “But it was worth it,” I replied with a little giggle grabbing Johnny tighter pulling him to me and kissing him on the cheek.

    “John whispered into my ear, “Thanks for the great sex last night and for the best damn blowjob I’ve had in a long time.”

    “Thank you for inviting me along to spend the weekend with you and your family Sergeant… Maybe next time you can fuck me.”

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  • Chained Ravens

    CHAPTER 9: THE BARTENDERS ADVICE

    Raven groans and wipes his face with both hands as he tries to maintain his composure.

    “What is going on here?!?!” Raven says almost hysterically. “Why are you so involved with what I have going on with Jake?” “Why am I so special?”

    The administrators massage on Raven’s shoulders becomes slightly more intense as it takes a deep breath.

    “We have an interest in what happens between the two of you…let’s just say an interest that goes all the way to the top. And don’t be so foolish as to think that in this case you are the one we consider special.”

    Twice now Raven has heard that Jake is more than just an ordinary guy. Thinking quickly he chooses to play along hoping he can gain more information and maybe some time.

    “What do I need to do?” Raven says with a fake sigh of giving in.

    “Keep doing what you are doing, that is all we ask at this time. Fall in love with this human and enjoy it, we have no wish to interfere…for now.”

    Raven turns his head to speak again but finds the administrator has already departed. He sighs again but this time with some relief. The day slowly creeps back into normalcy as Raven works on things around his apartment, as he keeps busy with chores his mind keeps busy with theories as to why they want Jake.

    Hours pass by and finally a text message from Jake. Raven is relieved to find out all is ok but Jake has some surprising news to tell him in person. They talk on the phone for a few minutes and arrange to once again have a drink at the bar where they first met. Raven cleans up in the shower and decides to add a little more muscle mass, seeing as how Jake really liked it last time. Raven looks down at his demonhood and ponders again…”I wonder if he would like that bigger too?” Raven decides to hold off on that for now, not wanting to change too much at once.

    They meet at the bar and pick the same seats. Both order a drink and Raven sits there just smiling at Jake. Jake stirs his drink and glances over seeing Raven grinning ear to ear. Jake laughs and turns inward.

    “What are you grinning about?” Jake says grinning back.

    “I was just picturing how sexy you looked in my bed.” Raven says quietly hoping the bartender couldn’t hear.

    “Aww, well I have been thinking about your handsome self all day.” Jake says with a wink and obviously not as worried about the bartender overhearing.

    “Oh! I almost forgot about the news I was going to tell you.” Jake says slapping Ravens knee.

    “My parents got hit by a semi but don’t worry they are fine, somehow miraculously considering the car was totaled. But anyways, the company that owns the semi is so worried about a lawsuit that they bought my parents a new car and offered to give them fifty grand if they would sign a waiver to sue. So my parents asked if I would stay here for a while longer and they would take care of my bills back home. Isn’t that great?” Jake said searching for a look of excitement on Ravens face.

    Raven had no excitement to show unfortunately. Granted it was good to hear that Jake would be around for a while longer, but he knew there was more to this. He knew that somehow management was involved. As Jakes smile turned to confusion Raven quickly snapped back and put a fake smile on his face.

    “That’s great news Jake!”

    “Are you sure Raven, you didn’t look too excited about it.”

    “Sorry I just kind of have a phobia about cars and accidents, so I was a little shook up to hear your parents were in one but I’m glad they are ok.” Raven says as he puts his hand on top of Jakes.

    Jakes smile returns and they continue talking about other things. As the night wears on Ravens fears slowly fade and he finds himself once again laughing and looking completely enamored by any word that should slip from Jakes mouth. Closing time soon approaches and they come to realize they have the bar to themselves. The bartender asks if they would like a final drink and goes about cleaning tables as Raven and Jake slowly slide closer. Jakes knee ends up between Ravens legs as they hold hands and smile, giggling at themselves and how sappy they must look as two lovebirds. Raven notices a look on Jakes face like he has a thought bouncing about in his brain.

    “Something on your mind babes?”

    Jake opens his mouth like he is about to speak and then pauses, and try’s to speak again but pauses again.”

    Raven chuckles at the sight of Jake speechless, a problem he has never seen him have before.

    “Well spit it out Jake”

    Jake laughs…”I’m trying!”

    “Ok here goes” Jake says as if he’s building up steam.

    “Are we boyfriends?”

    Now its Ravens turn to look speechless as his brain try’s its best to analyze what it just heard. Jake sits there with a curious look on his face waiting for a reply as each second feels like an hour. Raven chokes on his words as he opens his mouth:

    “I uhhh…..do…..do you want to be my boyfriend?”

    Jake laughs and rubs Ravens leg.

    “Only if you want to be mine.”

    Raven almost leaps off his stool as he wraps his arms around Jakes shoulders briefly startling him.

    “I do Jake, I really do.”

    Jake wraps his arms around Raven and hugs him back tightly as Raven feels tears watering up in his eyes. Raven pulls back onto his own seat and wipes his eyes quickly. Jake smiles: “You better stop that or I’m gonna start!” Jakes says as he wipes his own eyes feeling them begin to water.

    “Sorry…that just made me really happy.” Raven says as he tries to regain his composure. ” It’s been like a century since I’ve done that. Uh….a decade I mean.” Raven says trying to laugh it off like an honest mistake.

    “Oh ok for a second I thought I was dating an immortal.” Jake says jokingly.

    The bartender walks up and leans over the counter smiling at them as he lifts their drinks and wipes the counter down.

    “Yall look really happy together.” The bartender says with a comforting smile. “Never let anyone get between that.” Raven and Jake smile and nod back at the bartender and find their way onto the street. Jake rubbing Ravens hands again as it has turned out to be another chilly night.

    “Do you want to stay with me tonight Jake?”

    Jake kisses Raven on the cheek and hugs him tight.

    “I can’t tonight babes it’s going to be a busy morning for me, how about tomorrow night?”

    Raven smiles and nods as a taxi begins to drive by. Jake runs to the curb and flags it down. As he opens the door to get in he pauses and looks back.

    “Oh I almost forgot something else, my parents want to meet you sometime, maybe this weekend?”

    Raven nods again, feeling the chill beginning to numb his body.

    “That’s fine we will figure something out.”

    Jake nods his head and waves goodbye as he hops in the taxi and drives away.

    Raven makes it home quickly and warms up in a scalding shower as he happily thinks about the night.

    “Boyfriends” he says to himself in amazement. Raven couldn’t decide which made him happier, the fact that Jake was his or that he was Jakes. Although Raven had a problem that he doesn’t even know is one yet. Meeting Jakes parents seemed like no big deal to him and he was confident he could make a good impression…except for the small detail that Jakes father is an angel.

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  • A dangerous game

    Tyler woke late that morning, slowly stirring in his narrow bed, his arm moving in an arc at his side feeling the cool sheets, finding the bed empty. Tyler sat up and looked around his small apartment, through the open door to the bathroom, the dark room empty of anyone’s presence and he realized Jacob was gone. He got up and went over to his small dining table where he found the note. He wondered if Jacob had gone out for breakfast, or maybe he just had to get home; it was his hope. He opened the folded piece of notebook paper and read:

    “I’m sorry, Tyler. I just don’t know. Jacob”

    That was it; all it said, but Tyler knew what it meant. Jacob still fighting his own character, who he was inside, and still trying to be something others expected him to be. Tyler sat down and stared at the note a long time, his thoughts all fragmented, confused. Should he call him and he realized he didn’t have Jacob’s number and he knew no one he could trust to call and ask for it. He knew he could call Jacob’s home, probably get one of his parents on the line but there was something about it that wasn’t right. He had planned to go home the next weekend and he resolved if he had not heard from Jacob by then he’d look for him while he was there.

    ***

    Jacob drove aimlessly through the countryside, passing through one town after the next, heading roughly toward home. He’d left early that morning, before the sun came up. He didn’t know what else to do. When he had woke in the middle of the night he panicked, worried about what others would say if they found out about him and Tyler, saw there was more than some odd friendship, knew Jacob liked Tyler, liked to touch him, feel the contact between them, the sexual nature of it and he laid awake barely able to breathe. He finally eased out of the narrow bed and put his clothes on and slipped out of the door and now he found himself driving down some two lane highway with pastures, barns and old home sites on both sides and he knew he was doubling his drive time not taking the interstate and using all the back roads, but he didn’t care, preferred it even, regardless how it’d be late in the night before he got home. Late enough that no one would see him drive back into town where they couldn’t see the fear on his face.

    The next three days were exhausting, for he couldn’t sleep at night and during the day at his job he could barely stay awake. Each evening he would stop at the only fast food restaurant in town and get some greasy burger and fries, something he didn’t have to prepare and a way to avoid sitting at his parent’s table, trying to have a conversation with them, deflecting the usual questions of available girls in town, and why he wasn’t more serious.

    ***

    Tyler came home from classes late on Monday, his mind unable to get Jacob out of it, struggling to focus on his studies and he had spent hours in the library thinking he could focus better there rather than his apartment and he finally managed to get his course work complete, but it was late and he hadn’t had anything to eat since lunch. He was going to prepare a sandwich when he got in his apartment, something quick and simple, and then he was going to try to get some sleep. He was walking down the balcony to his door when the door to the adjacent unit opened and the guy some of the others call Bull came out. Tyler had avoided Bull, considered him crass, thick, and the way he treated even his friends made Tyler wonder about the nickname and whether or not it was short for bully.

    “I heard you the other night” Bull stated, his tone menacing.

    “What?” Tyler not understanding what Bull was talking about at first.

    “You and your boyfriend” and the way he spit out boyfriend Tyler knew Bull was going to be trouble. “I heard that fucking you faggots were doing. Disgusting.”

    “I don’t know what you’re talking about” Tyler replied, his voice rising in a panicked tone.

    “Yeah you do, ya little cocksucker” and Bull walked up close to Tyler, jabbed his fingers into Tyler’s chest as he spoke in a low threatening voice, “and don’t let me hear that shit again.”

    Bull turned and went back into his apartment slamming the door and Tyler stood there for a moment as he tried to collect himself. When he finally got inside he moved around cautiously, afraid to make a sound. He sat up a long time staring at the wall, wondering how he was going to live next door to someone like Bull, and more importantly to him, how he was going to get back in touch with Jacob.

    ***

    Jacob left work on that Wednesday afternoon a little early telling his boss he felt like he was coming down with something and by the way he looked, so sleep deprived, his boss believed him, told him to get out of there and get some rest. Jacob got into his Jeep and drove toward home but he turned at a side street, a sharp sudden turn that made the tires squeal and he headed out of town. He just drove, trying to tell himself he didn’t have a destination but over and over he thought of going to the Bradford’s place, of getting Tyler’s phone number from them and maybe that night he could call, just talk, the distance between them making it safe. He drove in silence, not even the radio was turned on and he soon came upon the Bradford’s place and he slowed, wanting to turn in, but he eased on by, grateful no one was outside to see him as he drove by their place. He went on down the road over the old bridge and when he came to the old trail road that led to the abandoned logging camp, he remembered that day with Tyler, out in the creek, how it felt to have Tyler in his mouth, the feel of it, and he turned down the old rough road. He found two pickups parked at the camp site and when he got out, he tugged his dress shirt off, leaving him in a tank top and took off his shoes and socks, rolling up his pant legs. He ambled down to the creek and saw it was three boys, diving and wrestling around in the water. They all looked so young to Jacob, not old enough to drive, and he watched them for a moment, hearing their banter back and forth, the silliness of it. He turned and made his way downstream, through the underbrush along the bank till he came to the spot where he had seen Tyler. He remembered how he had watched Tyler, saw him push his trunks down and take his cock in hand, tugging on it, getting it hard and then stroking it. And he remembered his foolish angry reaction.

    He sat on the wet sand near the water’s edge and watch the slow moving current, the little swirls and ripples and he thought of his life so far, how he wasn’t happy, and what it meant. He wondered how others would really respond if they found out he liked men…if he was gay.

    The sound of the teens splashing and yelling echoed down the creek and Jacob sat, not really aware they were still there, and he grabbed up a rock and threw it as hard as he could down the creek and he watched it as it arched up and back down and when it hit the water it made a small unsatisfying splash. Jacob stood up and he bowed his head down trying to sort his thoughts, put them in order, what was important and what was not.

    “FUCK” he suddenly yelled, loudly, his voice so deep and reverberating that it was eerily quiet afterwards, not even a sound from the teens upstream. He turned and made his way back to his Jeep and along the way he heard the teens began to horse around again, heard their banter as he got near but he avoided going by them, instead cutting up the embankment and over to where they were all parked. He didn’t care his pants were wet and covered in sand as he got in, and he started up the Jeep, backed up to turn around, spinning the rear wheels in the loose sand. He raced the motor as he shifted into second, skipping first and he took off. Soon he was back on the road, driving.

    ***

    Tyler couldn’t believe his bad luck. He had been able to avoid Bull ever since he moved in, but now that Bull had overheard Jacob and him, he had been confronted by the bully each morning and each evening. Bull had made threatening comments last night when he came home, comments about hating faggots, not wanting to live next to one and so many other mean cruel things he found himself hiding in his apartment during the night, not even playing the TV or his music. He even left the blinds closed all the time. If he had been on campus in a dorm he would have had a means of filing a complaint, of trying to find a way out of the situation, but in the apartment complex off campus he felt trapped.

    It’d only been a couple days since their initial confrontation and Tyler couldn’t imagine how it could get worse. As he had for the last two nights he found himself coming home late, it nearly midnight when he walked up the sidewalk to his building. He saw it was quiet, most apartments dark already, but he noticed right away Bull’s apartment was all lit up, the door open and the blinds up. ‘Fuck’ he thought as he watched the apartment looking for Bull, trying to see him, gauge the way he was acting tonight so he could prepare himself.

    He hadn’t made it to the stairs when he felt the hand come down on his shoulder, hard and fast, jerking him around.

    “Where do you think you’re going, faggot?” Bull spit out at him, his words slightly slurred and Tyler quickly smelled the alcohol on his breath.

    “I’m just going to my apartment, okay?” he replied, trying to sound calm, casual, hoping his tone would become Bull’s.

    “I think not…it’s time you got lost” and Bull punched him in the stomach, hard, the breath forced from his lungs and he doubled over unable to breathe, and Bull jerked him back up and hit him in the face, the right cheek below the eye, and his vision went dark for a moment as he collapsed on the ground and curled up still trying to get his breath. What he heard, the sounds, all seemed far away, his vision unfocused, but slowly he began to hear the voices plainly, the sounds right above him.

    “Leave him alone, asshole” and Tyler recognized Jacob’s voice, the menacing tone, the anger in it frightening, and he heard the punches, first one that caused Bull to cry out and then one that sounded hard, flesh on flesh and Tyler saw Bull land by him, his nose and lip bleeding and he saw in that instant the fear, the way the tables had been turned.

    Tyler felt the arms reach around him, lift him up and he finally was able to focus on the face near his own and he saw Jacob, saw the concern on his face mixed with anger, and he glanced back down and saw Bull lying on his side looking up at them, the fear etched on his face showing how he was cowed.

    “Come on Tyler, you’ll be okay, come on, let’s get upstairs” and Tyler walked unsteadily on his feet as Jacob helped him into his apartment.

    Jacob helped Tyler to sit in a dining chair asking him where he kept a medical kit. Tyler watched Jacob move confidently around his apartment, getting the medical kit from under the sink and then going into the bathroom and wetting a bath cloth. Jacob was soon sitting next to him, wiping his face, cleaning the small cut under his eye.

    “The son of a bitch got in a good punch. I’m afraid you’re going to have a black eye by morning but the cut isn’t really all that bad” Jacob whispered, soothingly, his hands working gently applying ointment to the cut then placing a bandage over it. Jacob began to undo the buttons on Tyler’s shirt, gently sliding each button through their holes. “Let’s see if you’re going to be bruised on the stomach. I can see you’re breathing okay again” and Jacob smiled at Tyler as he pulled the shirt open looking at his stomach.

    Tyler had sat quiet, trying to get his breath, trying to process what had happened in the last few minutes and he looked down at his stomach and noticed a slight discoloration and knew it too would be bruised by morning. “What am I going to do?” Tyler asked and Jacob knew he meant about living next to that bully.

    “He won’t bother you again. I’m going to talk to him in the morning and put him on notice. He’s just a bully and bullies always take the cheap fights, not the ones that can get their own butts kicked.”

    Tyler shook his head he understood and he reached up and felt the bandage on his face, felt the slight swelling of his cheek and the fear he had been holding in, his frustrations with Jacob, all of it rose to the surface and he began to cry.

    “Whoa, Tyler, it is okay. I’m sorry, come on, don’t cry” and Jacob leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips. Jacob dropped down on the floor on his knees and he hugged Tyler to him, just held him for a long time, feeling the soft lean body in his arms as it relaxed into him.

    ***

    The medical kit lay on the table next to the wash cloth. Tyler’s shirt was draped over the chair, his jeans and boxers on the floor nearby. Jacob’s khakis, his boxers and tank top were scattered along the floor to the bed where in the sliver of light from the bathroom, its door slightly ajar, lit the two bodies intertwined, moving together, gently, Jacob cautious with Tyler.

    Jacob held Tyler in his arms, he on his knees on the bed and Tyler hugging him as he pushed down on Jacob, took him inside, let Jacob enter him. Tyler moved in Jacob’s arms, up and down his lean body slipped through them, his body taking Jacob, all of him, deeply, and Jacob kissed Tyler on the neck and along his upper chest, feeling the smooth soft skin against his lips, the way it shivered at times when Tyler went down.

    Tyler’s cock rubbed against Jacob’s stomach and when Jacob moved his arms out, let Tyler lean back, his hips pumping up and down, his long lean torso stretched out before him he leaned over and ran his lips over Tyler’s stomach as he took Tyler’s cock, it hard and wet, and stroked it slowly, his grip firm as he felt the hard shaft, slick with pre-cum slip through this fist. Tyler was breathing hard, his body working up to a faster pace, and Jacob held Tyler’s cock, letting it pump through his fist as Tyler worked his hips up and down taking Jacob’s cock. Tyler rested back on his hands, holding his body up, angled back away from Jacob, forcing Jacob’s cock up allowing it to hit within him in a way it made him want to cum, made him see stars every time he slammed his hips down and he began to cry out, grunt with every downward swing of his hips. Jacob’s hand on his cock letting him fuck it through his fist, the way Jacob’s cock was hitting his inside and Tyler pumped harder, faster until he cried out.

    “I’m going to cum” and he slammed his hips down as he felt his cum surge up and shoot out, spattering Jacob on the chest and as he shot out the last of his load, it dribbling down Jacob’s hand and his shaft. Jacob pushed up with short stabbing jabs as Tyler came, thrusting his thick cock into his depths. He had felt Tyler come, felt his hole spasm around his cock and he couldn’t hold back any longer and he shot his cum deep into Tyler.

    Sometime in the middle of the night, after sleeping for a while, Jacob stirred, moved up next to Tyler, manipulated is cock, getting his hard. He moved on top of Tyler, whispering to him how he wanted it and he kissed Tyler, ran his lips over Tyler as they moved slowly with each other. Jacob sat up over him, took his hard cock and held it up, and he eased down till he felt it touch him, press against his hole and he rocked is hips back and forth, rubbing the sensitive head making Tyler cry out. Tyler opened his eyes, looked up at the dark silhouette over him as he felt his cock sink into Jacob’s hole. Jacob moved his body slowly at first, letting his hole loosen, relax to the penetration and as he felt the pain give way to pleasure he moved faster. Up and down he moved, as Tyler’s cock slide through his tight opening pushing deep into him on ever downward move.

    “I’m sorry Tyler” Jacob said as he rose up, his big muscular body rocking the bed as it moved over Tyler. “I won’t leave like I did last time” as he moved down taking Tyler deep in his hole. Jacob rode Tyler, getting faster and faster and when he took his own cock in hand, began to stroke it he leaned forward and worked his hips harder. “Damn that feels good…you in me like this” and he stroked harder, worked his body faster, the bed rocking, slamming against the wall as neither cared how loud they were and Jacob slammed down hard, threw his head back and cried out.

    Tyler felt the cum hit him on the chest and then the stomach, warm thick liquid spattered over his skin, and he felt Jacob’s hole spasm with each ejaculation, squeezing his cock and he shoved up, pushed in as far as he could and he came.

    Exhausted, the two of them lay side by side. Tyler ran his fingers through Jacob’s cum, scooped it up on two fingers and he held it to Jacob’s mouth, touched Jacob’s lips with his finger tips and Jacob opened them, letting Tyler slip his fingers into his mouth. Jacob cleaned them off and leaned over and kissed Tyler gently on the side of the face near the bandage. He settled back down, his arms wrapped around Tyler as he rested his head on Tyler’s shoulder.

    “I was thinking I should quit fucking around, wrap up classes at the community college and get enrolled here next term” he whispered quietly in the dark.

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  • Virgin Shares a Dressing Room

    I hate shopping for clothes. I just hated shopping for anything really. My girlfriend really wanted to come. She wasn’t too pleased that I’d been wearing the same clothes as senior year in high school. They still fit and weren’t worn out so I didn’t care. But if I was going to get laid I guess I’d do it. I was still a virgin even though I was 21.

    I didn’t want my girlfriend to see me in a bad attitude so I went to the mall by myself. I went into Abercrombie and Fitch since it has the cologne I like. There was a pack of teenage girls waiting for the dressing rooms. Great, this’d take forever.

    A guy halfway up the line looked bored. He looked back at me and rolled his eyes at the girls around us. I nodded knowingly. He looked to be about the same age and well dressed. I wanted to ask for help picking clothes out but didn’t feel comfortable enough to ask.

    He motioned for me to come up by him. I approached and he leaned over so I could hear him over the music A+F always blasts. “I can’t stand teenage girls. Mind pretending to talk so they leave me alone?” I was grateful for the chance. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I mentioned how much I hate shopping and he laughed. He told me I’d picked out some good stuff and said it was a good idea to try them on.

    He leaned back over and asked, “Hey, not to be weird or anything, but it’s taking forever. I’d be alright sharing a dressing room with you to speed things up.”

    I nodded, “That’s fine. Hell, it could be useful for you to just help me out instead of coming out to parade in front of the mirror like an idiot.”

    He laughed and before long he got a dressing room. When the attendant left to take clothes back out to the floor I slipped back and he opened the dressing room. He was already shirtless. He had a tight chest with a six pack, a light, thin line of hair disappearing at the top of his black jeans. I couldn’t help but admire the deep V of his oblique’s. He was ripped!

    He caught me looking him over as I took off my shirt. He gave me a once over, “You work out?”

    “I swim,” I replied.

    “That’s it? You’re ripped man!” It had been awhile since I’d been undressed around anyone. I was on the swim team in school but always waited to shower till everyone was done. I said it was to do extra laps. I was just self-conscious about how my dick was smaller when soft. It was 7 inches erect, but you wouldn’t know it until I was hard.

    “Thanks, you too,” I said.

    He pulled his pants off and had a jock strap on. I pulled my jeans off, aware that I too was wearing a small jock strap. He laughed, “Great minds think alike huh?”

    He turned around to go through his clothes and I couldn’t help but check out his back. He was toned and tan, not too big. He had a smooth ass with two dimples on top. I felt my dick start to stiffen. I panicked, I wasn’t gay, right?

    I saw him turn around and noticed me try to cover my growing bulge. My face flushed. He noticed my embarrassment. “What’s up?”

    “Nothing-” I started to stammer until I noticed he was a little hard too. More than a little hard now.

    He came closer to me, looking me up and down. I back a little nervously up to the wall. He laid his hand on my package. I froze. My dick didn’t. It grew harder, straining against my jock strap.

    “Wow.” He said, “That was fast.”

    I was too shocked to move. My dick began to ache.

    He gently took his free hand and guided mine to his growing cock.

    “Is this okay?” He asked.

    “I- uh… No.” I stammered.

    “Hmmm… your dick seems to disagree.” He slid down to his knees and carefully pulled my jock strap down to release my dick. It sprang up. I was shaking I was so nervous, but a feral part of me was excited. He lightly blew out his breath across the tip of my penis. I had never felt my dick be this hard before!

    He slowly cupped my smooth balls in one hand and ran a finger up and down the base of my shaft. I was completely hairless for swimming, sweat beading over my chest and stomach. Before I could protest he opened his mouth and swallowed my cock.

    I had never felt anything like it! Any part of me that resisted gave in. Instinct took over. I grabbed his head and buried my cock in his throat.

    He pulled back for air. It wasn’t easy for him to swallow. My cock is different. It gets so stiff I can hang three beach towels off of it without a problem. “Did you like that?”

    I slowly nodded.

    “Was it better than girls?”

    “I don’t know,” I replied.

    “You’ve never had a blow job?” He asked incredulously.

    “I’m… a virgin.” I said quietly, embarrassed.

    “Do you want to be?” He asked.

    I just shook my head. My knees were going to give out.

    He swallowed my balls and I groped around for something to hold onto.

    He slowly released me after a moment. He looked up at me and stood. He brushed his lips against mine. I raised my hand to cup his jaw line and bring him in for a full kiss. Our tongues met. I couldn’t believe what I was doing but my body ached for more.

    I wanted more. I wouldn’t be satisfied until I could bury my cock in his perfect ass. I turned him around and bent him over the bench, grateful for the blasting music I was complaining about earlier.

    He raised his ass into the air, inviting me in.

    I put the tip of my penis against his hole and pushed. It was tight, but my penis was stronger. His ass gave way, feeling like a sheath for my sword. I didn’t thrust; I just waited a moment, savoring the warmth. He heard him breathing hard. I pulled him up so his back was to my chest, my arms enveloping him.

    I began to gyrate my hips slowly. My thrusting matching the tempo of the music as it began to race. He wanted to scream. I know he did. I clamped my hand down on his mouth. I bit into his shoulder so I would scream either. I knew I was going to cum. I could feel it building, almost painfully. He rocked in motion with me.

    I threw him down across the bench again and grabbed his hips, burying myself into him. He gasped as dug in, unable to move, the ecstasy overwhelming me. I felt my load fill him up. Then another, and another. I collapsed on top of him.

    He turned his head around to smile. “That was really your first time?” He asked between ragged breaths. I nodded, too caught up in the moment to speak.

    We kissed, eyes closed, one sweaty body, not two. “Okay,” he said, “My turn.”

  • The Unexpected Romance

    Oh man I said as I woke up and yawned scratching my balls. I hate to leave this beautiful resort I thought as I stretched out over the bed, and over Jack. It was about 9am and Jack was still asleep. Guess he was wore out from last night I smiled. He was out cold like usual. Damn that boy can sleep thru anything. Well maybe not when I stick my dick in him…that wakes him up real quick.

    Reluctantly I got out of bed and took a nice long piss off the deck….ahhhh that feels so good I said as my powerful stream hit the blue water. I love this place and so glad that I upgraded to the Ultra Luxury bungalow, we loved the privacy because we could be naked anytime we wanted.

    I went inside and started the coffee. Damn this coffee is really strong I thought. But today will be a long day and Jack will need a good jolt to get him moving.

    While the coffee was brewing I took a quick shower outside. Looks like another hot beautiful day in Tahiti. After I showered I just dried off and didn’t bother getting dressed. I’ve gotten used to being naked this week. The coffee was ready and I poured the coffee in the mugs took them into the bedroom.

    I crawled back in bed and began waking Jack up. Hey sexy its time to wake up I whispered. As usual there was no response. Its like he’s in a coma. Hmm this calls for more interesting measures to wake him up which I liked. And I think Jack does it on purposes I grinned.

    Kissing the back of his neck I worked my way done his back and still no response. I know what will wake him up I thought. I began to lick his incredible crevice getting it all nice and wet with my saliva. Mmmmm when my tongue reached is hole he started to smile, see I knew he was doing that on purpose. Hungrily I ate my boys ass still he was moaning. I stopped and watched him, Don’t stop he said. I laid my body down on top of him as he felt my cock getting hard. Good morning babe I said, as I kissed him on the cheek. Do you plan on getting up today?

    Jack yawned and smile at me. How about we just laze in bed till its time to go to the ship. I laughed…come on stud, its time to get up. I brought your coffee to wake you.

    Finally he sat up in bed with his hair a mess. He looks so cute in the morning and he’s usually grumpy which adds to his cuteness. Ugh he groaned, Damn you wore me out last night bud Jack said. My body is aching this morning. What the hell happened last night? You don’t remember I replied? Oh I remember every single detail about last night. Wanna repeat this morning I joked. Ugh no not this morning, plus its not raining and storming Jack sighed.

    Why don’t you lay down and I’ll massage your aching body and I promise I won’t do anything, I won’t even think about I. Jack laughed, Your a fucking liar…just the fact that you mentioned a massage means you are already thinking about it. The diner is closed this morning Jack said. So it reopens for dinner I asked? Possibly Jack replied. Depends on whats on the menu.

    Just lay down grumpy and let my magic hands soothe your aching body. I massaged his entire body and behaved myself…well for the most part. When you are incredibly attracted to someone and completely in love with them its hard to keep your hands off of them.

    Mmmm Jack murmured. I love when you give me a massage in the morning. That always makes me wake up feeling so good. Baby I’d give you a massage every morning if that makes you happy.

    Ok massage is over I said. Lets get up and go get some breakfast. Yea I’m getting hungry Jack replied. I’ll take a quick shower and then we can go. Call for the shuttle ok bud? You got it.

    By the way Mark we have to leave here by 2pm for the ship in Papeete. Oh yea I forgot we have to take a ferry over to the ship.

    We went to the main restaurant and had breakfast and chatted with some of the friends me made this week. Some were sailing with us as well on the cruise.

    After breakfast we did some last minute shopping in the village and headed back to the bungalow to pack up and get ready to leave at 2.

    We swam in the crystal clear water for a while and lazed around on the deck for an hour before taking our last shower outside. We sure are gonna miss that shower.

    Ok bud I’m all packed and ready to go Mark said. Yea I’m almost done as well I replied. Damn I can’t figure out what to wear. Need some help there bud? Yea help me out. Hmmm how about those light tan shorts that hug your ass, the ones I love seeing you in. And this light blue shirt and your sandals. Yea you are gonna look so hot in this baby. How about some underwear Jack suggested. Nahh you don’t need them. I love when you go commando any way. I like being able to slip my hands down your pants when no one is looking and feel your awesome ass and your cock. Jack just rolled his eyes. Whats with the eyes I said….Oh nothing, your just a horny old man. Whoa who you calling old I replied. I knew he was teasing. Ummm you babe…oh really? Who wore you out last night babe I teased. Yep for an old man you sure can rock my world. And don’t you forget it either.

    We were all packed and ready to leave. Wow we are really gonna miss this place we both said. Sure did make lots of memories didn’t we?

    Soon we were on the ferry to Papeete to board the ship. We were glad the ocean was calm as we had heard last week the ferry ride was rough. About an hour and a half later we had reached the port and claimed our luggage.

    Mark and I were greeted at the ferry by the cruise line representative and escorted us to the ship. There she is I said..the Riviera. Isn’t she beautiful Mark? She sure is he replied. She’s gorgeous and I can’t wait to get on board.

    We checked in at the ship and the porters took our luggage. Your cabin is on deck 10 suite #1 the lady at check in said. Jack and I looked at each other. Suite? Deck 10? Jack looked at me like I had done something. Whoa bud don’t look at me I don’t know anything about this. Jack just shook his head, I know he didn’t believe me but I wasn’t lying.

    The steward took us to the suite. He opened the door to let us in. OMG Mark!! This is the freakn owner’s suite. We were supposed to have a large balcony cabin. Dude seriously the upgraded bungalow was enough. Jack I replied, I don’t know anything about this, honest I don’t. Are you sure Jack questioned again. Babe I’m serious I really don’t.

    Wow this suite is huge and look at the wrap around balcony. Think we can hang naked out here I asked? Ummm I don’t think so, Jack replied. Omg I can’t believe this suite Jack kept saying. Its beautiful.

    We explored the suite and unpacked our clothes. Ahh Haaa another bottle of champagne in the bedroom, just like in Bora Bora with a card. Jack opened the card while I stood next time him.

    Dear Jack,

    Happy Birthday!!!! Hope you don’t mind that we upgraded your cabin to the Owners suite. We love you!!

    Mom and Dad

    PS: We love you too Mark

    I cannot believe your parents did this for us Jack said as his voice cracked. Mark seriously this all too much.

    Hey if they didn’t love you they wouldn’t have done it. They really do love you Jack I said. I have to call them right away. Its about 1am their time. Wait bud its late I said. Its ok your Mom is still awake and I don’t care if I wake them up…..I have to thank them. No we both need to thank them I said.

    Jack called my parents and surprisingly they were both awake.

    Mom and Dad? Its Jack, I just had to thank you for the suite…but the owners suite? I could hear my parents laughing. Of course we love it Jack said. Its incredible, I can’t believe you did this for us. Well we really appreciate it very much and we love you. Ok see you in a few weeks. Bye.

    Omg I still can’t believe this Jack said, Yea neither can I Mark replied. Come on bud lets check out the ship for a while. We left the suite and explored the ship for an hour or so, had a light lunch and a drink by the pool.

    We checked out the restaurants on board and their menus. Jack was reading a menu and I leaned down and whispered, I want you so bad as I slipped my hands down his pants and grabbed his cock. Wade you better stop or we are gonna get thrown off the ship I joked. You are one horny man Jack said. I think you are under a spell. Yea I’m under your spell I replied. We wondered around the ship and then went back to our suite.

    Before we went back to our suite we met the cruise director and captain. We shook hands and as we left for the suite the captain gave us a weird look that gave us the creeps. Man he is a strange guy I said to Jack. Yea he’s a big guy and gives me the creeps.

    A few minutes later there was a knock on our door. I’ll get it Mark said. Hello, my name is Urs and I am your personal butler for your cruise. May I come in and show you everything about the suite and the services? Sure come in Urs, I’m Mark and this is Jack. So good to meet you both. Urs was in his late 30’s, around 6′ tall, with a dark tan and smooth perfect skin. He had a medium build and light brown hair and blue eyes and a great smile. He was from Austria and spoke several languages. He showed us all the features of our suite and the services that were available to us. By the way if you have anything that needs to be laundered or pressed please let me know and I’ll take are of it.

    Thats good to know I said as we do have some things that need laundered and pressed.

    Before he left, he mentioned that he is our personal butler and he was dedicated only to our suite. If you need dining reservations in any of the restaurants, suggestions for things to do on the islands, anything just ask. It will be my pleasure to assist you during your cruise. Oh he said, Your a good looking couple. Thanks, Your a hot butler we replied.

    We enjoyed the next couple of days on the ship and the two islands we visited. The third day we did some scuba diving in the morning and a short hike in the early afternoon. We went back on the ship and to our suite. I laid down on the bed as I was tired. Hey bud I’m gonna go to the sauna and steamroom while you take a nap. I’ll be back in about and hour. Ok babe have good time. Jack kissed me and left.

    I went to the spa and changed and wrapped a towel around my waist and went to the steam room. The steam room was filled with steam and smelled like eucalyptus. Shit I said under my breath the captain is in here. Just what I needed. I sat at the far end of the steam room but I kept my towel around me. I noticed that the captain was naked and staring at me with that weird look. Eww I thought, he creeps me out. Fuck he is stroking himself now. Just lovely Ugh. Ehhh I’ll go to the sauna and get out of here. When I got up to leave, the captain stood up and lunged at me and grabbed me and threw up against the wall. Damn he slammed my face against the wall and I could taste the blood in my mouth. WTF are you doing I screamed. Get off me asshole. He tried to ram his cock into me but couldn’t but he kept humping me. He leaned into me, You know you want it you fucking faggot he said as he turned me around. He forced is mouth on mine and tried to get his tongue in my mouth. I trashed and turned my head trying to get him off me but he had a tight grip. Ugh fuck, his cock was grinding me. Fuck you you bastard I screamed. He kept yelling that he was gonna give me what I wanted. Finally I was able to get my hands free and nailed him in the balls. He doubled over and threatened to make me pay for that. I grabbed my towel and went to the locker room to get my clothes and hurried back to the cabin.

    Shit, I knew my mouth was cut and the blood was still dripping. I covered my mouth with my shirt. What the hell am I gonna tell Mark. There is now way I can hide this, plus my back had a bad scrape on it. Why did this happen I thought, why? I did nothing to lead that asshole captain on.

    Finally I reached the suite. I hope Mark is asleep so I can quickly clean up before he sees me. I quickly went into the bathroom and washed cold water over my mouth to stop the bleeding. Damn the scrape on my back was too noticeable and I won’t be able to hide it. Fuck there was a bruise on my hip that I hadn’t seen. Shit, this is not gonna be good.

    Hmm I heard Jack come in but he always at least lets me know hes there or kisses me. Ahhh he’s in the bathroom. Its getting time for dinner and I need a shower. I rolled out of bed and scratched my balls and started to walk into the bathroom. Stay out Jack said, please stay out. Jack? Mark just stay out!! I knew something was wrong, Jack has never said anything like that to me. Jack, what is wrong I said as I went in anyway.

    Jack! What happened. There was blood on the towel and his shirt. Omg Jack, I saw the nasty scrape on his back and a dark bruise on his hip and red hand prints on his arms. Jack tell me what happened now I said. Just leave me alone he replied. No I’m not gonna leave you alone. Come on talk to me. Its me your talking too. I turned his face towards me…WTF happened? Your mouth is bleeding. Jack began trembling and I knew something bad had happened.

    Jack stood up and I put my arms around him. Ok ok tell me what happened, Your ok now. Geez I thought Jack is no wimp and well built and can handle himself but this was bad. Jack leaned back against the sink while I tried to stop the bleeding. Now talk to me bud. Jack started to calm down so he could talk. I umm umm went into the steam room like I told you I would and the creepy captain was in there. He was just sitting there staring at me and and. Go on Jack I said. I was feeling uncomfortable so I got up to leave. All of a sudden he grabbed me and shoved me up against the wall and my face hit the wall. Then he tried to umm force himself on me and I couldn’t get away because he had such a grip on me. Did he umm….no he didn’t thank God Jack replied. But he was really trying.

    Mark I’m so sorry but I didn’t do anything to lead him on, I kept my towel around me but he ripped it off of me. That fucking asshole I yelled, I can’t believe he attacked you I continued. Don’t worry Jack I’m gonna take care of this. I’ll be back in a bit. Mark don’t, just let it go. Fuck that I said, no way will I let this go. You stay here and don’t leave the room you got that I said. Don’t leave.

    I’m going with you Jack said. No your not, this is something I have to take care of, you have been thru enough. Mark please don’t. Ugh it was no use. Mark was out of his mind and his nostrils were flaring wildly and I knew there was no stopping him. Mark slammed the door and took off.

    Oh shit I said, this is not gonna be pretty. Mark is a big muscular man and he’s very strong. He’s no match for anyone. I’ve never seen this side of Mark and its scary. Shit what do I do?

    I’ll call Urs. Hey Urs can you come to our suite immediately I said. Yes Jack but whats wrong. Just come here fast I replied. A couple minutes later Urs knocked on the door. OMG Jack what happened to you he said with concern. I began to tell Urs that I was in the steam room and the….Let me guess the captain did this to you he asked. Yea how did you know I replied. That creep has been doing this to some of the crew and I know he did it to another passenger. So why is he still on the ship I asked. Because the staff are afraid they will lose their jobs and the other passenger a few weeks ago didn’t report it. But why did he do this I begged. Look Urs said, he’s a very bad man and disgusting. Btw where is Mark he questioned. Thats why I called you. Mark I’m afraid has gone after the captain. And you know how big he is. Something very bad is gonna happen.

    Jack listen to me. You did nothing wrong and do not blame yourself. Let me clean you up and then I’ll go and take care of this. Urs cleaned off the blood from my mouth and put ice on my bruise. Damn thats a nasty scrape he said. Here lay down and I’ll put some ointment on your scrape. It won’t hurt he said. I don’t want it to get worse. Urs gently applied the ointment and the medicine began to kill the pain. Ok Jack, I’m gonna find Mark, I’ll be back soon ok? Thanks Urs I said.

    I stopped by the front desk and asked the purser if I could talk to the captain about an urgent matter. Let me see if he is available she said. BTW may I have your name? Yea I’m Jack, he knows who I am I replied. She made a call. Yes sir the captain is in his quarters and is expecting you. She showed me where to go. I raced to the captains quarters. No one will ever do this to Jack again I said to myself. Dammit, None of this would have ever happened if I had gone with him. Fuck what kind of boyfriend am I?

    When I knocked on the door, the captain answered and I pushed my way in. Your not Jack the captain said. Your damn right I’m not Jack you fucking asshole. You know damn well who I am. I grabbed the captain by the throat and screamed. You ever touch or as much look at him again and I swear I’ll kill you, you son of a bitch. The captain glared at me, Let me tell you something about your precious faggot boyfriend. He wanted it. He wanted me to fuck his ass. You bastard I screamed as I drew my arm back and punched that asshole in the face, fuck you he said, No fuck you I said as I punched him again square in the face and probably broke his nose. I shoved that bastard to the floor and kicked him in the ribs with such force I thought he had blacked out. I’m warning you asshole, don’t ever touch him again. And trust me you will no longer be captain of this ship you got that I yelled.

    I flung open the door and there were some crew outside the door that heard the altercation. They began clapping when they saw the captain on the floor and his bloody face. Why are you clapping I scowled. Finally someone has done something to stop that bastard they said. What do you mean? This isn’t the first time this has happened. So why didn’t any of you report him? They all looked down. Well I asked Why? Because we are afraid of losing our jobs. Thats fucking bullshit I said, just fucking bullshit. No one should be afraid of losing their job when something like this happens. No one.

    That asshole I said under my breath as I ran back to our cabin. I swear I could have killed him if I wanted to. When I got back to the suite I almost broke down the door to get in. Jack I yelled. I’m on the balcony he replied.

    I took Jack gently by the hand. We need to talk now I said. But not out here. We went inside. Mark what did you do Jack asked. Never mind, but lets just say he will never touch you or anyone else on this ship. Ever! Damn his nostrils will still flaring and his eyes were wild.

    Look Jack, please please don’t you ever put yourself in that kind of situation again. I don’t want you to go anywhere like that alone again. Do you understand me. Mark I’m fine, Jack replied. Jack I mean it I commanded. Mark, please….Jack, for once please do not argue with me. I never demand anything from you but this time I am and I mean it. You understand? Your lucky, it could have been much worse. Listen I said, You are my husband, I mean partner and its my responsibility to take care of you. I don’t need you to take care of me Jack said I can handle myself, he just caught me off guard. I didn’t mean you can’t handle yourself. But it happened. Jack looked away. Jack I love you, but this is no time to be stubborn. Jack looked up at me. I’m not stubborn he muttered. Yes you are stubborn and usually its a good thing. But not when it comes to your safety. Will you please just do as I ask? Please I begged as I drew him into my chest. Jack sighed with relief. Jack always feels the safest when I pull him to my chest, he never said anything but I know he does. Will you listen I asked again. Ok ok yea I will. You promise? Yes he replied I promise.

    Mark was still furious and kicked the ottoman across the room. Damn I’ve never seen this side of Mark. He’s always the calm one but not this time. Mark I said, you need to calm down its over. Don’t tell me to calm down bud. I can’t help it. No one ever touches you and hurts you. Shit I was afraid of what else he might do. I went over to the bar and poured him a whiskey. Hey, I need you to sit and calm down. Mark looked at me and sat down in the chair. Here, this will help I said as he took the glass from me. Thanks Mark said as he sipped the whiskey.

    Sorry if I scared you I said to Jack. I didn’t mean to scare you, but something just came over me. Its ok I said, I just never saw that side of you. Yea and I hope you never do again. No one hurts my family I said. No one! And I’m sorry that I didn’t go with you like I should have. If I had this never would have happened to you. Hold on Mark, this isn’t your fault and I don’t want you to feel guilty. I can’t help it Jack, but please don’t feel guilty.

    There was a knock on the door and Urs let himself in. Hey guys he said, Just wanted to stop by and see if you are both ok. This is Franco, the assistant captain and he wants to speak with you. Sure come on in and have a seat.

    Good to meet you Franco said, I wish it was under better circumstances. I want to apologize for this horrible incident. This should have never happened. Your damn right it should have never happened Mark scowled but we do appreciate your apology. Why has he been allowed to do this to the staff without getting fired I demanded. Unfortunately no one made a formal complaint. Yea thats fucking bullshit I replied. I know Franco replied. Its frustrating. But this time its different. The captain has been arrested and will be taken off the ship in the next port and jailed.

    Thats good we replied. A new captain is being flown in immediately to take over the ship and he’s a wonderful captain and I hope you will meet him.

    By the way guys Franco said. I’ve requested that your entire cruise fare to be refunded and you will have a check waiting for you when you get home. And all of your shore excursions and the spa are available to you free of charge. You didn’t need to do that Jack replied. Its the least we can do Franco said. Thank you we replied.

    Oh and one last thing. Urs and I would be honored if you would spend the day with us tomorrow on our sailboat. We want to get you away from the ship when they take the captain off and away from the other passengers. You will need your privacy. Plus we would like to spend time with you. So you and Urs are a couple we asked? Yes for two years Urs said. We always have the day off when we are in this port and take out our sailboat. We live together on the ship but we are so busy its hard to find time to ourselves.

    We really appreciate your offer but we can’t intrude on your private time I said. Franco smiled and looked at Urs, Look guys, I’m presently the acting captain of this ship and I’m not taking NO for answer. I already know that you don’t have any excursions planned for tomorrow. We really want to spend time with you and get to know you better. It will be a beautiful day for all of us. Oh and just so you know Urs inserted. We are not asking you to have sex with us so if thats what you are thinking, forget it. We all laughed.

    Alright, we would be glad to spend the day with you we replied. Awesome Franco said. Ok I have to get back to work. Btw, what happens on our boat, stays on our boat he said with a smile. See you tomorrow morning. Thanks Franco we said.

    Urs stood up to leave. I hope you don’t mind that I took the liberty of ordering your dinner in your suite this evening. I didn’t think you wanted to be out and about on the ship tonight. Thanks Urs I said we really appreciate that. Great, I’ll bring in your dinner in about an hour. See you later.

    Wow Franco and Urs are really cool Jack said. Yea they seem like really nice guys. And both are good looking guys too we agreed.

    As promised Urs returned an hour later with our dinner and set everything up for us on the balcony. Man there is so much food I commented to Urs. Care to join us Jack asked. Urs smiled, thanks but I can’t, plus I’m having dinner with Franco tonight. Ok we said.

    If there is anything you need please just let me know. Thanks Urs we will be fine I replied.

    Oh before I forget. I’ll be back around 1030pm for your special tuck in service. Tuck in service Jack said. Yes, Urs replied. A special tuck in service just for the two of you. And only for the two of you. Ok Urs see you later. Bye and enjoy your dinner.

    Hmm I wonder what the tuck in service is all about we said. We just laughed while we ate our dinner.

    So Mark, may I ask you a question? Of course you can I replied whats up. Well when you were yelling at me….wait I wasn’t yelling AT you, I was just angry about the whole incident and I don’t want to talk about it. Not tonight. No no I said, I’m not talking about that. Ok what is it babe. You called me your husband and then quickly corrected yourself to partner….umm care to explain yourself? Geez you don’t miss a thing do you I replied. I knew you would bring it up sooner or later. Soooo? Ummm, ok I stammered. Yea you are my husband, maybe not legally but in my heart you are. I love you so much Jack and I can’t imagine ever being with out you in my life. You mean that Mark? Mark flared his nostrils, I mean what I say I replied as i leaned over and kissed him. I looked into Jack’s eyes. Please don’t question my love for you ok? Jack shook his head in agreement, I know you do. I feel the same way about you I replied to Mark. He grinned, yea I know you do handsome. I know you do and I don’t take that lightly. You could have had any guy you wanted I said. Oh please Jack replied I don’t think so. I didn’t want just anyone. Mark winked, I’m so glad I’m your guy.

    After dinner we took a stroll around the upper deck of the ship for a while and then headed back to the suite and relaxed on our balcony. There was a storm out on the horizon and we sat and watched the storm and had a couple of drinks. Jack was sore from the asshole captain and complained he couldn’t handle any crazy love making tonight. Awww don’t worry about it I said. Sometimes its just a nice to just hold you. But I sure hope you lip heals up fast cuz I miss kissing you.

    It was almost time for Urs to arrive for that special tuck in service he promised. Yep there he is Jack said as he answered the door. Hey Urs come in. So how are you two doing he asked. We are fine, just tired Jack replied. How are you feeling Urs asked Jack. Ehhh I’m fine, just sore. I’ll heal up quickly. Here, he said, I brought some more ointment for your scrape and also for the cuts on Marks fist. You must have really slugged him hard Urs said to me. The ex captains nose is broken and he had to have a few stitches. Omg Jack exclaimed. You punched the captain and broke his nose? And he had to have stitches? Uh yea I did I replied. He’s lucky that’s all I did to him. He deserved it Urs said.

    Ok time for bed Urs said. You two need a good nights sleep so you will enjoy our day tomorrow. I’ll make you some tea to help you sleep. Jack looked at me, Umm Urs we don’t wear anything to bed soo. Urs just smiled, neither do I and we are all guys. So we undressed and got into bed. Urs had turned around while we undressed. He put some Godiva chocolates on our pillows and poured us each a cup of tea. He kissed us both on the cheek as he pulled the covers up over us. Good night he said, I’ll give you a wake up call around 7 which will give you plenty of time to get ready. We will meet you at the end of the gangway at 9am. I’ll send breakfast up to your suite as well. Thanks Urs you are the best butler and also the hottest we ever had. Urs smiled and was embarrassed a bit. Night guys see you in the morning. Pleasant dreams he said as he left.

    We sipped the tea and ate the chocolates and relaxed. Jack moved up against me like usual to sleep. Ugh he groaned, my back hurts. I don’t think I’ll be able to have my back up against you tonight babe he said with a frown. Take it easy I said, its no big deal and I want you to get some sleep. How about this I said as I turned on my side with my back facing him. Jack pressed his body against mine, Mmmm I said, someone feels really good. I can feel your hard cock in my ass crack I joked. Jack reached down and grabbed my cock. Not tonight Jack, now go to sleep and get some rest. I love you bud. I love you too Jack said as he massage my balls. I put my hand on his, now go to sleep I said as I smiled. Jack sighed and soon fell asleep. I have to admit I love when Jack is behind me spooning me. Soon I fell asleep and Jack was snoring softly and I knew he was out cold. Good I thought, he needs to sleep.

    The phone rang at 7am right on time. Good morning Mark this is Urs. Time for you two to get up and get ready for the day. Your breakfast will be delivered at 8am. Thanks Urs I grumbled. How is Jack he asked. He’s still sleeping but he seemed to sleep well all night. He hasn’t moved an inch. Jack is always a bit grumpy in the morning I said. I heard that Jack growled. Urs laughed. Good luck waking him up. See you at 9. Bye Urs.

    Hey I’m not grumpy in the morning Jack said. Oh yea you are I replied. You have been grumpy every morning since the first time I woke up with you. Jack mumbled something under his breath. Hey are you cussing again Mr Potty mouth? Btw way how are you feeling I asked, How’s your back? Actually I’m feeling really good. Jack laid on his belly. Hmm looks like the scrape isn’t has bad as it looked yesterday I said. Yea I barely feel it. Thats good I replied. Hey we better get up and take a shower I said, breakfast will be here at 8. I got up on my knees in front of Jack and scratched my balls. And don’t you get any ideas either Mister I said to Jack. I see you lusting after my big cock. Well what am I supposed to do when its right in my face, Jack replied. Come on get up I said.

    We took our showers and got ready for our day with Urs and Franco. Breakfast arrived right on time, but Urs didn’t deliver it as usual as it was his day off. The waiter was very cordial and set up breakfast on the balcony. Thank you we said. If there is anything you need please let me know. Looks like we are fine I said. Have a pleasant day.

    Breakfast was soo good and we ate all of it. The coffee was unusually strong and the caffeine shot thru our veins. Wow talk about a quick wake up Jack said. This stuff is strong but its good. It was almost 9 and we headed downstairs to the gangway where Franco and Urs were waiting for us.

    Hey guys they called to us as we walked down the gangway. I hope you both are feeling good this morning Franco said. Jack you ok today he kindly asked. Yea I’m fine Jack replied. And Mark have you calmed down he asked. You sure did a number on the captain he commented. Btw way he is now in the local jail and has been fired from the cruise line. That’s good I replied. But can we not talk about that anymore I asked. Its over with. My apologies Franco said. Hey no problem I replied. We know you were concerned.

    Ok we need to grab a taxi, our boat is docked on the other side of the island. We got a taxi and off we went to the boat. We pulled up to the sailboat and Franco and Urs took our bags. Hey you two, I said. This is your day off, we can handle our back packs. Today you are not our captain and Urs you are not our butler I said. You are our friends ok? Urs laughed, its hard to forget that sometimes.

    Welcome to our boat Franco said. We are gonna have a great day today. We don’t have to be back until 10pm when the ship sails at midnight. Urs showed us to our cabin down below and showed us everything. Ok see you on deck in a few minutes for our sail away party. The cabin was small but very comfortable. Its amazing what they can squeeze into a sailboat Jack said. Yea but I can’t stand up in here I said. Guess you will have to get on your knees Jack replied. Yea I bet you would just love that I replied. We changed into our bikinis and played around for a bit. Dang you sure look good in your white bikini Jack commented. Mmmm I love how your bulge looks in it. Your a pervert I said. Btw bud, you look so hot in yours as well. I could ravage you right now. Hey how is your back I asked. Its fine Jack replied. I don’t want to hear anymore about it he said. Lets not let anything interfere with our day ok? Ok babe I replied.

    We went up on deck and Franco and Urs were in their bikinis as well. Hey studs I called how can we help. You two just relax for awhile. How about popping open the champagne and pour everyone a glass as we sail away Franco said. Sure thing Jack replied.

    Franco and Urs motioned for us to them as we began to sail away from the island. Urs made a toast. Here’s to new friends and adventures he cheered as we sailed on.

    A couple of hours later we dropped anchor in a cove on another island. Franco and Urs came over to us where we were sitting and took off their bikinis and tossed them on the cushions next to us. So are you too gonna keep those things on all day Urs asked. Come on take them off and join us for a swim. We quickly took our bikinis off as well and we all dove off the side of the boat into the clear cool water. The beach was only a few yards away and we all swam over to the beach and laid out in the sun for awhile. Damn I have to take a major piss I said. Ugh there are no bathrooms on this atoll Franco said. Just go over to the edge of the jungle and let it go. Need any help Jack asked, Ugh I think I can handle it I replied you naughty boy. Hmmm sounds like you two have a lot of fun Franco snickered. Omg you all are crazy I said as I jogged away.

    We stayed on the atoll for a couple of hours and then it was time to swim back to the boat for lunch. We had a light lunch and relaxed on the cushions in the shade as the sun was intense. Franco and Urs were on the cushions next to us and began kissing and feeling each other all over. I was laying down and Jack laid on top of me and started playing with my cock. He gave me his hot grin and went down on me and I just had to have his hard cock in my mouth. Both couples were engaged in a 69 next to each other. Franco and Urs were groaning loudly as they were nearing their climax. Soon we could here them both cum in each others mouths. Omg this is hot I thought to myself. I could feel my balls filling up with cum and Jack’s cock was getting harder by the second. Then Jack began to buck as he erupted in my mouth and his jizz filled my mouth as I hungrily swallowed every drop. Dang, that boy can cum I thought, ugh fuck Jack, I’m gonna cum, come on big boy give it to me he said, thats all I needed to hear as I shot my load down his throat as he drained my balls.

    Franco and Urs watched us as we swallowed each others loads. Damn that was awesome Urs said. We smiled as we looked back at them. Just wait until sunset when the sun casts her magical spell over us. You never know what will happen Franco said with a wink.

    We sailed to the other side of the atoll so we would have a perfect view of the sunset. We relax and sat around talking, drinking some beers and took another swim. Then it was time for dinner. Franco fired up the grill for a lobster and fish dinner with all the trimmings. This is fucking awesome Jack exclaimed….Jack! I said, please excuse my boyfriend, he tends to have a potty mouth. Franco and Urs just laughed. Jack you are fucking funny Urs said. Omg not you too I replied. Oh yea Franco said. Urs comes across as this very nice, gentleman with the best manners, but he can swear like a sailor. You will never hear him swear on the ship except in our cabin if a passenger pisses him off…then he lets it loose. Sounds like someone else I know I replied as I smiled at Jack. For dessert we had molten chocolate and fresh fruit to dip into. Franco first dipped his pecker into the chocolate which covered his entire dick…he looked at us and said I hope you don’t mind as Urs licked off the chocolate. Mmmm chocolate covered cock…I love it Urs said.

    After dinner we all helped clean up the dishes and packed up everything before the sun started to set. Urs brought out more champagne and poured everyone a new glass. The sun began her decent and showed off her colors all over the sky. It was amazing how beautiful it was.

    Franco was right about the sun’s magical spell. I couldn’t help but crawl on top of Jack and kiss his beautiful lips and feel his body beneath me. Wrapping my arms completely around him I whispered, I love you and want you so badly. Jack whispered, take me Mark, take all of me. We made out on the cushions as we heard Urs and Franco moaning as well. Ugh my cock was rock hard and throbbing, dripping with pre cum. I wanted Jack so much. The spell was taking affect on us for sure. Franco was ramming his cock into Urs and Urs was hanging on to a rope. Franco had him bent over almost in half, his balls slapping Urs on his taint.

    Jack pushed me off of him and went over to the edge of the boat and leaned over the wooden rail, I followed him and grabbed on to his hips and thrust my cock deep inside of him. Jack let out a low scream as I entered him. He started groaning as I began my rhythmic thrusting into him. Omg I love this Jack said, I love you in me. I looked over at Franco and Urs who were watching us. Franco had is camera and motioned for me to turn Jack sideways so he could get a better picture of us. I was still inside of Jack while I turned him, he didn’t even realize I had turned him. I pulled completely out and jammed my cock deep inside of him as Jack’s head shot up. Omg Mark he said, keep doing that to me….fuck I love it when you ram your cock into me. I pulled out again and held onto his shoulders and did exactly what he wanted. Jack was in orbit and I could tell he was almost hallucinating as I fucked him deeper and deeper. I could hear Franco snapping a few pictures. My orgasm was building quickly as I thrust into Jack relentlessly. Uggh I growled, I’m gonna cum Jack, I’m cumming in you. Damn I exploded in Jack so hard and intensely. I kept pumping into him giving him all my love. I could tell Jack was close so I pulled out of him and knelt down in front of him and took his throbbing cock in my mouth and Jack immediately threw his head back as he shot his cum in my mouth. I was glad his cock wasn’t in my throat, cuz I wanted to taste all his cum. I kept sucking his cock as he screamed from the sensitivity. Stop stop he said, Omg he trembled and panted. He pushed my mouth off his sensitive cock and I looked up at him with some cum dripping off my lips. I gave him a dirty grin as I licked his cum off my lips.

    Franco and Urs started clapping and came over to us. Holy shit they said you two were hot. Take a look at the pictures Franco said. Whoa they are really good I said. Our bodies were black as they were silhouetted black in the big orange sun. I can’t believe how they turned out Jack said. This one I was able to capture as you came in Jack and this one is when Jack came in your mouth when you were on your knees. Yea I see that I replied. I’ll email them to you so you can print them out. Thanks Jack said, I’m gonna frame those two pictures for our bedroom at home. Your a very naughty boy Jack, I said. And you love it he replied. Mmmmm I sure do as I wrapped my arms around Jack and nuzzled his neck. You have no idea.

    Soon it was time to head back to the ship and Franco had to go to work again. Franco and Urs worked the sails naked and I took pictures of them as we sailed. Of course Franco posed for the pictures in all his glory and Urs just laughed at him. We docked the boat and grabbed a taxi back to the ship. We had a wonderful day with Urs and Franco. They had become great friends and we were glad we met them.

    Hey guys Urs said. Don’t forget we will both tuck you in tonight he said. Both of you we said? Yep both of us. OK see you later. We partied a bit a the pool bar as the ship pulled away from the port. We walked the deck for a while and then went back to our suite and took a shower. Wow you really got some sun today Jack said to Mark, look how dark you got. Yea I replied. I got too much sun. My back is kinda burning a bit. Do we still have some of that aloe we got in Bora Bora? Yea, I brought it. I’ll rub some on your back after you dry off.

    The aloe was in the fridge to keep it cold. I was laying on my belly on the bed and Jack straddled my ass. He poured the Aloe on my back and it was ice cold but it sure felt good on my burn. He rubbed it all over my back and arms. I could feel the heat leaving my back after a few minutes. Urs and Franco knocked on the door. Come in Jack yelled you have a key. Franco and Urs walked in and saw Jack straddle on me. Did we interrupt something guys they laughed. Ummm noooo I replied. Jack was just rubbing some aloe on my back.

    It was so much fun with you guys today they said. Yea we had an awesome day with you two. Thanks for inviting us we said. Your welcome Franco said, it was our pleasure. Are you and Jack ready for bed? Yes daddy Jack joked. Urs and Franco made us some tea as usual as Jack and I crawled into bed. Hmm I was still horny and began making out with Jack as they made the tea. Urs and Franco came over to the bed and pulled the covers up. Here is your tea guys…..I waved to them….Ok ok, I waved to them. Its time for you boys to leave. I got some business to take care of tonight. They laughed as I kept waving them out of the room. BTW I yelled. Can you order our breakfast in the suite for 10am? We are sleeping in tomorrow. You got it. Good night studs they said. Good night Urs, Good night Franco. They turned off the light and I attacked Jack. Didn’t you get enough today Jack giggled, baby I can never get enough of you. But I have to admit I’m spent….yea me too old man. Hey watch it with those old man comments. I can rock your world anytime buddy. You sure can.

    We must have passed out cold because Mark had fallen asleep on top of me all night. Ugh I’m trapped I thought. He’s a big boy. But he looks so cute laying here. I was able to roll him off without waking him otherwise I would have pissed on him.

    I went back to bed and Mark had woke up a bit. Hey you he whispered. Go back to sleep its early. Mark draped his arm over me and fell back to sleep. It was great to sleep in today. Our days on the ship had been busy but a lot of fun. Especially yesterday with Urs and Franco.

    The phone rang a couple of hours later. Good morning Urs I said. No we aren’t up yet, yea 10 is good. Ok see you in a few minutes. Bye. Hey bud, Urs is bringing breakfast in a few minutes. Dang Mark is still out cold. I shook Mark awake. Why are you shaking me Jack. Its time to get up you lazy bum. Come on wake up big boy. Mark sat up and leaned against the head board and kicked off the covers. He yawned and scratched his balls just like he does every morning. Ok I’m awake he said. Mark stumbled out of bed and went to take a piss. Urs knocked on the door and brought in our breakfast. How about on the balcony this morning Urs said. Sounds good to me Jack replied. Geez, Mark is loud when he pisses Urs said…..I heard you Urs, Mark said from the bathroom. Good morning to you to handsome. Morning. Mark came out on the balcony completely naked and semi hard. Umm you might want to put shorts on Urs said, some of the passengers may see you. Oh screw’em he said. Its hot and I hate wearing clothes when its hot. Urs looked at me for help, I just shrugged. Its worthless, he always eats breakfast in the nude at home unless we go out. Yea thats why we rarely go out for breakfast Mark said.

    I can’t believe the cruise is almost over Jack said. Tomorrow is the last day. Yea seems like we just got on board yesterday I said. What do you got planned for us today I asked Jack. Nothing, absolutely nothing at all. Just a day of pure relaxation. I’ll make appointments for the spa for us….remember Franco said its on the cruise line so lets take advantage of it. Mark just looked at me…. The spa? Didn’t you have enough of that place the other day…remember? I said the spa bud not the steam room. No I don’t want to go there not even with you. Ok I said just checking. Trust me, I won’t got to a sauna or steam room without you again. Yea you better not or we will have an issue I said as I looked at Jack. Thats the only time Mark ever got stern with me and demanding, I knew he meant what he said. He wasn’t being nasty or possessive. Just protective. I’d feel the same way if I was in his shoes.

    So I made the spa reservations and took advantage of just about the entire menu of services. The spa manager laughed. You’ve ordered quite a bit today, you sure you wouldn’t like to split it up for tomorrow he asked. Yea I guess you are right I replied. How about you take care of that for us and you put together two days worth. My pleasure sir. How about you and Mark come in at 1 this afternoon for about 4 hours and the same tomorrow. I guarantee you will feel incredible afterwards. And both days I’ll arrange a couples massage as the last treatment both days. Ahhh now that sounds awesome. Ok see you at 1. Bye

    Hey, would you like to go out to the pool for awhile I asked Jack. Yea but lets find lounges in the shade. We need to give our skin a rest from the sun. Just then Urs stopped by. So what are you guys doing today? Umm we are gonna hang by the pool till our spa appointments this afternoon. Btw is there some shady areas we can use? Of course, I’ll have the pool attendant reserve a double lounger for you in the shade. Oh, are you by any chance having a couples massage Urs asked. Yea why? Oh nothing he said with a sheepish smile. Hmm he’s up to something Jack said to me. No he’s not, thats just your suspicious mind at work. I’m serious. You saw that smirk. Yea so what about it I said. You just wait, he’s planning something. Come on bud, lets go. You need some fresh air, your losing your mind.

    We found the pool attendant and he had arrange the lounger for us in the shade. Would either of you like a drink he asked. How about a couple of Mojitos, my pleasure sir. I’ll have the waiter bring them right over, oh and a couple of bottles of water as well. Ahh those are in the fridge already and cold for you. Hey thanks I said. My pleasure sir. I kinda like this SIR thing I said. Yea, older people usually do Jack shot back. Keep it up mister and see what happens I smirked. Keep it up. Yea yea yea Jack teased. I just looked at him over my sunglasses. I’m warning you Jack. I’ll get you when you least expect it.

    Shit I thought, Mark is getting playful and nothing stops him. Oh well, I guess I did ask for whatever he is dreaming up. The waiter brought over the Mojitos and some snacks. Hmm these are so good Jack said. Yea you take it easy bud, I don’t want you passing out again I teased.

    Jack, did you bring that aloe with you I asked. Yea its in the bag, why? Think you could rub some more on me again? Sure if you return the favor. Ok, I said no problem. Hmm mister Jack is gonna get a payback for all those old man comments I thought. You just wait baby I said to myself.

    Since we were in a more private area he rubbed the aloe all over my body and on my balls. Your a tease I said. You know I can’t do anything out here. Yea I know thats why I did it, just to make you crazy. I’m gonna tease you all day he said. That’s not nice I replied. My balls will be so full and aching. Good then you will ready for tonight Jack snickered.

    Your turn I said. Jack was on his belly. Perfect I said, pay back time. I grabbed a bottle of cold water from the fridge and straddle Jack’s butt. I started to laugh to myself, my boy is gonna cuss. I opened the bottle and poured the cold water all over his back and head. WTF Jack yelled as I laughed and held him down. Mark I’m gonna fuc…..sh shhhh I laughed as I covered his mouth. I couldn’t stop laughing…..ouch you little shit, you bit me. But I couldn’t stop laughing. I leaned down, but I kept laughing. Remember all those old man jokes buddy? I warned you didn’t I? I’ll take my hand away if you promise not to cuss out loud. I took my hand away. You big fu……Jack not so loud bud. But I started to laugh again. I let him push me off and I just laid there laughing. I could tell he wasn’t really pissed…..damn that was cold Jack said. Yes it was I said. That was a pay back.

    Ok two can play this game I thought. I’ll wait till he’s asleep and pour cold water on his cock, but first I’ll rub his cock and he will pop a boner. He’s wearing his white bikini and when its wet you can see everything. Especially his big dick.

    The waiter brought over some sandwiches and fruit. You guys having fun he asked. Oh yea, we are having a good time. Anything else from the bar? Umm no we are good here thanks.

    After we ate, we laid back and right on schedule Mark fell asleep. I let him sleep for awhile. About an hour later I looked over and his cock was half hard. I only had to rub it a a little and he was at full mast. This is gonna be good I thought. I watched as his cock pulsed a bit. Then I opened the bottle and dump it all over his crotch. Mark jumped, mother fucker……he screamed as he stood up. Omg Jack laughed. Mark, sit down. Jack grabbed Marks hand and tried to pull him back down on the lounger but Mark jerked his hand away. Mark I yelled, you gotta sit back down. I just looked at Jack, shaking my head. Of shit I thought, I’m soaking wet and I have boner and its showing thru my white bikini. Jack was howling and laughing. I sat down and rolled almost on top of him. Look you…now we are even. I started to laugh. Ok ok you got me. You got me good. Your a little shit I said as I grabbed his ribs….Jack couldn’t stop laughing. I, I can’t believe you screamed mother fucker out loud. Ugh I know, I replied. I’m so embarrased.

    You think you can let me take a nap now I said to Jack. Yea go back to sleep. We napped on and off till our spa appointment. Urs stopped by for a while and chatted with us. Hey how about meeting Franco and I in town tonight for a drink he said. We are docking tonight for a late evening stop. There’s a great little bar on the beach that’s always fun. Sure sounds good to us. Ok how about we meet at 9pm after your dinner? See you then Urs. Bye

    We headed to the spa for a few hours of bliss. We started out with facials and a fully body scrub and soothing treatments for too much sun which felt great. Mark especially appreciated that. His back had gotten a little too much sun on the sail boat. Then a Tahitian hot stone treatment that completely relaxed us. And the last treatment was the couples massage. Whoa we said as two stunning guys came in shirtless to give us our massages. Ok guys are you ready for the best massages of your lives they said. We sure are we said. Ok you will need to remove your clothes and lay face down on the tables. We took off our clothes and laid down as we were instructed. Omg this is incredible Mark said as he groaned. They work their strong hands over every inch of our bodies. Both of us couldn’t help stopping our cocks from getting hard. Looks like you both are enjoying yourselves they said. We both were a bit embarrassed. Don’t worry about your erections, its normal and happens both of them said. Just relax, nothing to be embarrassed about. We were like putty in there hands and so relaxed. I could get use to this I said to Mark as we got dressed. What the spa or those guys massaging us I replied. Both Jack said. Hey not funny I replied. I’m kidding bud.

    We went back to the suite and showered and played around, bantering back and forth. Then we got dressed for dinner. I’m so glad we don’t have to dress up tonight I said to Jack. Yea me too. Are these shorts ok I asked Jack and this black shirt? Yep you will look great he said. We got dressed and Jack rolled his eyes at me. What? I asked. I can see everything under your shorts. And? I replied. If I can see it, so can everyone else. Hey just between me and you, I could care less. You should know better by now. Btw I see your going commando as well. Your rubbing off on me he said.

    We had a great dinner and met Urs and Franco and went out to the beach bar. Jack, take it easy on the booze tonight. I don’t want to have to carry you back to the ship AGAIN. Plus tomorrow is our last day and I want you to enjoy it and not have a hang over. Yea I know Jack replied. I’m a light weight. No, you just don’t drink that much and it affects you. We had a great time with Urs and Franco. Everyone was having a great time but soon we had to call it a night and headed back to the ship. I had mentioned to Franco and Urs that I had arranged a private dinner tomorrow night for Jack’s birthday. Would you two like to join us? I’ve already talked to the chef and he said its not a problem. Yes of course we would, Thank you for inviting us. And remember Jack doesn’t know anything about it so mums the word.

    Btw Urs asked. How was the couples massage? It was great we said. Why did you asked Jack said. Oh I was just wondering Urs replied. No reason. You are lying Urs, Jack said. Did you arrange for thos two hot guys to give us the massages? Who me? I’d never even think of such a thing. Yea ok Jack said. Urs snickered and gave away his secret.

    Urs and Franco said their good nights and we went back to our suit and got ready for bed. We were so relaxed and fell to sleep right away. The next morning we slept in again and lazed again by the pool till our next spa appointment. We were at sea today and it was our last day of the cruise. We really enjoyed the cruise and especially meeting Urs and Franco. Urs brought us some lunch by the pool and chatted with us for awhile and then he had to go back to work.

    Our spa treatments were once again incredible. More facials and also a warm mudd treatment. We were covered in gray green mudd from head to toe. Yep even our cocks were covered in mudd. The two guys that gave us the massages yesterday applied the mudd to our bodies. It sure was tough not to get a boner when they applied the mudd to our cocks. We laid there while the mudd dried and then showered off afterwards. Then it was time for another couples massage. This time the two hunks were more free with how and where they massaged us. Neither one of us seemed to mind. They seemed to work in sync with each other as they massaged our bodies. They massaged our bodies deeper and harder than yesterday which felt awesome. When we turned over both of us were sporting boners. When they reached our crotches and massaged that area they told us that if we needed to release we could. Its really ok if you do and it doesn’t bother us. Mark and I had pre cum forming on our cocks which we knew they saw but didn’t say anything and we didn’t release.

    After the spa we went back to the our cabin and relaxed before we got ready for dinner. Hey your looking awfully handsome in your suit I said to Jack as I hugged him from behind. He was tying his tie. You think so he asked. Mmm you sure are bud. Jack looked extremely handsome in his dark navy pinstripe suite. Btw I love this Armani suit you gave me for Christmas. I don’t usually like suits but this one fits perfectly and its very comfortable. Jack turned around. Omg Mark he said. Wow, you are stunning in that suit. You think I said. Come over here and look in the mirror. I walked over and stood in front of the mirror. Damn I said, I do look good don’t I. You look good in anything Jack commented. Jack was standing behind me and slid his hand down my pants. Yep I knew it…commando again. Just the way you like me I said. Hey can you help me with the tie I asked. I don’t know how to tie them very well. Jack, smiled as he brought over the ottoman and stood up on it. Your so tall I couldn’t reach up far enough to work your tie. Jack quickly tied my tie. How’d you do that so quickly I asked. Practice. I used to work in an office and had to wear a tie everyday. Yuck, that must have sucked I said. Yea it did, and so did the job. Is that why you went into business for yourself. Yea I had enough and just quit. I couldn’t take it anymore, plus I couldn’t stand the boss.

    I can’t imagine you having a boss I commented. Your so independent and always in control. Ehh thats part of it. I always dreamed of having my own business so it was the right time. Well I’m proud of you bud. I’m proud of you Mr Fireman. Are you ready to go I said. Nope gotta brush my teeth. Ok we only have a few minutes. Jack came out a couple of minutes later. You ready he asked. yea and I’m hungry.

    We walked to the dining room but when we arrived I took Jack by the arm and guided him down the hall. Hey the dining room was the other way he said. Yea I know I replied. We aren’t eating in there tonight. We’re not? Umm nooo I said. Where are we eating then? I knocked on the door and the waiter ushered us in. The private dining room was lit up with hundreds of candles. There was a wall of windows and the sun was showing off her colors. Urs and Franco were out on the deck and Jack hadn’t seen them yet. Umm why are we eating here Jack asked. I hooked my arm around Jack’s neck and went out to the deck where Urs and Franco had their backs towards us. Hey guys, we are finally here. They turned around. Wow you two are stunning tonight they said. My God you just look incredible. Thanks, we feel so good too. And look at you two. Franco had on his captains uniform and looked dashing and Urs was wearing a black suit…..they sure looked good together. The waiter came over and escorted us to the table which was beautifully set.

    So am I the only one that didn’t know about this Jack said. I put my arm on Jack’s shoulder. Happy Birthday Jack, this is all for you I said. Jack just looked at all of us and I could tell he was about to lose it. He turned his face into my shoulder, and I knew he was holding back the tears. Oh man he said. I wasn’t expecting any of this. So you all were in on this? Well not exactly. I had this arranged way before the trip. Let me guess your Mom was in on it Jack teased. No not exactly. I did this all on my own bud. But I invited Urs and Franco to join us and they graciously accepted. Jack looked down and didn’t say anything for a few minutes. I rubbed his back and gently squeezed his shoulder. No, no one he said as he choked back the tears, has ever done anything like this for my birthday. I um don’t know what to say. You don’t need to say anything babe, just enjoy yourself. I…I…shh shh I said. Its ok Jack I said as he looked me in the eye. I knew what he was thinking and trying to say. The waiter came over….Champagne anyone? Of course Urs said….let the party begin. He poured all of us our champagne. We toasted Jack’s birthday and to our wonderful new friends Urs and Franco.

    And Jack, I began. I didn’t know that no one had ever done anything special for your birthday and I’m so sorry about that. But baby, you can bet that I’ll do everything I can to make every birthday special for you. Maybe not as elaborate as this, but I guarantee it will be special. Ok Franco said…if you don’t stop we are all gonna be in tears. We all laughed.

    The chef came out and explained every course to us. This was a magnificent feast the chef had prepared. It seemed like course after course came out and it was like it would never end. We had an incredible evening. The chef, waiter, the awesome food and of course Urs and Franco. It was the best evening of our vacation. Its so much fun surprising Jack and seeing him happy. I thought back to when we first met and that dark, distant sadness he had in his eyes. Its never returned and now his eyes sparkle constantly. I never thought someone’s eyes could dance….but his do.

    During dessert a small group of Tahitians came in a sang Happy Birthday to Jack and then the cake came out. Whoa even I hadn’t expected that one. It was the most beautiful birthday cake I had ever seen. Jack blew out all 39 candles and everyone in the room sang happy birthday again.

    As we walked back to our suite Jack started to say something. Mark, I don’t know how to begin to thank you…..wait Jack I said. You don’t need to thank me. Mark…..no Jack, Just knowing you are happy is enough. How did I get so lucky and find you he said. Your not the only lucky one I said. We were both lucky…and you know what babe? What’s that Jack asked. I’m never letting you go…even when you are old and wrinkly….Omg Mark, you just reminded me…..I’m gonna be 40 next year. I’m gonna be old….like Yo…..Dont you dare say it Jack. Ahhh you know I’m kidding with you. You might be 40 yourself….but your a damn hot 40 year old. Gee thanks I said. Your not too bad yourself…for 39.

    We were in the suite and took off our jackets and ties and I took off my shirt. Urs and Franco stopped by for a night cap and their special tuck in service as they called it. We hung out on the balcony for awhile and talked. Man I’m gonna miss you guys when you leave the ship Urs said. I’ve never had such wonderful passengers before. Usually they are old and cranky and think I’m their slave. Yea thats when he comes back to our cabin and swears up a storm Franco laughed. No seriously, you guys have become such wonderful friends. Franco and I, we don’t even think of you as passengers. We wish you were staying on for another 10 days. But we know you are going to Moorea for the rest of your vacation. We feel the same about you two as well. We are so glad we met you.

    Ok Urs and I have to get back to work for a couple of hours. Are your ready to be tucked into bed Franco asked. Yea we are tired and have to get up early and pack up to leave for the airport. We took off our clothes and laid them over the chair and got into bed. I don’t know who enjoyed the tuck in more, Franco and Urs or Us. They tucked us in and and hugged us good night. Good night boyz. Good night Urs and Franco.

    Oh by the way Urs said. I’ll stop by around 7 to help you pack your bags. Urs you don’t need to do that. Actually its part of my job, plus we can spend some time together. Maybe Franco can stop by as well for a few minutes. Hopefully I can Franco said, its usually really busy but I’ll try.

    Night guys, see you in the morning. Night

    Morning came very early and Urs woke us up and brought in breakfast. Hey Jack wake up, wake up Mark he said. He pulled the covers off of us to wake us up. He didn’t completely uncover us just down to our waists. Hey Urs I said. Is it really 7am? Yea it is. Ugh I said why? You need to wake up the big guy Urs said. Yea he’s out cold I said. From the looks of that tent he’s making part of him is awake Urs said. I reached under the covers and grabbed Marks cock. Mark began to smile. I heard everything you two said….as he tore off the covers and got out of bed. Mark stood up and stretched and walked out on the balcony and leaned against the rail. He gave his balls his morning scratch as usual. Hey you two look at this as he showed us his hard big cock and yanked it up and down. He walked to the bathroom to take his morning piss, swinging his cock as he walked. He’s a piece of work I said to Urs. Yea but he’s a hot piece of work and he loves you. I heard that Mark yelled from the bathroom as he pissed. You bet I love Jack and I love you too Urs….whats that Urs replied, we couldn’t hear you cuz your pissing is so loud. I said, You bet I love Jack and I love you too Urs! He said loudly. Urs and Jack laughed. Mark came back out to the balcony and gave me a kiss. That reminds me, we haven’t played any of our pissing games lately….Omg Urs said way to much information. Dude we have stories we could tell you…..I’m sure you do. Just keep that to yourselves.

    Come guys breakfast is ready. I’ll start packing your bags while you eat….Oh no Urs, you come over and eat with us. There is plenty and we insist. I’m really not supposed to….who cares Urs. And who’s gonna know. Now come on and sit. Umm there are only two plates….Sit Down Urs we said. Ok ok. Here, sit between me and Jack and you can eat off both our plates. We might even feed you some sausage I said with a wink. See he’s crazy in the mornings. Its like this every morning with him. Yea and your a little crank so we compliment each other. Hmm I think this is the first time I’ve ever had breakfast sitting in between two naked men. So what do you think about that Mark asked….I just rolled my eyes. You want the truth? Sure I said as I chewed suggestively on a saugsage link…..Its fucking hot Urs said. Jack spit out his coffee and I just about choked on my sausage…Damn Urs, Jack said, I wasn’t expecting that to come out of your mouth. Yea you caught me off guard, I damn near choked I said. Well Franco did say you have a potty mouth like Jack!! We had a good time with Urs for breakfast. But it was time to start packing. Urs was a great help even though we basically threw our things in our bags.

    Urs was putting some things into Jack’s suitcase, and Mark was in the bathroom taking a shower. Whoa he said, damn thats a big fucking dildo you have Jack. Shhhh Jack said, Mark doesn’t know I brought it. Can you take that big thing in your ass Urs asked. I don’t know I never tried it and I don’t plan too….I have enough with Mark’s big dick…you saw how big he is fully erect. Sooo who’s it for? I’m gonna surprise Mark with it sometime. Oh you are so bad Jack, go easy on him that thing is huge. Oh shit, Marks coming out of the shower. Put it back in the bag and cover it. Urs and I finished packing.

    Franco knocked on the door and came in. I’m sorry I couldn’t come earlier but like I said its always busy. Ahh its ok Jack said. But Franco said I can spend a few minutes with you before I have to get back to work. Mark came out of the bathroom bare ass naked and of course his dick was swinging. Geez don’t you ever wear clothes Franco laughed. Not if I don’t have to Mark replied. Sorry I’ll put some shorts on. Its not a problem Franco said.

    He stayed for few minutes before he had to leave. Hey I’ll see you guys before you leave when you get off the ship. But I gotta run. Franco left and went back to work and Urs helped finish packing.

    Ok he said looks like you have everything packed and ready to go. Urs looked at us, Ok Urs don’t do that. Not yet at least. I know but I’m gonna miss you two so much. He busied himself and cleaned up the dishes from breakfast and put them outside the suite.

    Hey I need to get some work done. I’ll come back around 9 to take you down to the gangway and see you off. Ok Urs, thank you for your help. See you in a bit. Damn Urs looks really upset Jack said. Yea, I’m sure some of the passengers he deals with are terrible and don’t treat him well. Yea but its more than that Jack said. I know what you mean. Just wish they didn’t live so far away from us. It would be great to spend more time with them I said. Maybe one day Jack said. But we can keep in contact with them. I have both of the cell number and email addresses. We can even Skpe when they are in port or on vacation.

    We hung out on the balcony for a few minutes as we waited for Urs to come back and drank some coffee. Soon Urs came in and began taking our luggage. Hold up Urs I said. Let me get the suitcases and put them on the luggage rack. Sir, this is my job. Sir? I said as I looked at Urs. Sir? Urs its me, Mark. I’m not a sir to you. Jack was watching from across the room. Sir, Urs I said as I interrupted…My name is Mark and I’m your friend and you are mine. Stop with that sir bullshit. I took the suitcases from Urs and put them on the luggage rack outside the suite. I came back in and closed the door. Come here you as I gently pushed Urs on the bed and motioned Jack over. Jack and I were on either side of Urs. Listen Urs. We love you dearly, there is no need to call us sir or any of that. Its Mark and Jack…ok? I’m sorry guys, its just my way of detaching from you. Detaching? What are you talking about? I’m gonna miss you both so much and it just makes it easier. Please don’t be upset with me, please. Urs, we aren’t upset with you and we understand. But there is no need to detach from us. Come on we are friends and thats not gonna change, ever. You promise Urs asked. Jack and I winked at each others. Yes we promise Urs as we showered him with kisses and slobbered all over him. Finally we got him laughing. You two are crazy he said as he went into the bathroom to dry off his face.

    Well I guess its time to get going I said. We need to catch the plane over to Moorea. How long is that flight I asked Jack. Only about 20 minutes he replied. Yea its not far Urs said. You guys ready? Yea we are. Urs had an assistant take the luggage rack down to the gangway and had it waiting for us. Urs walked with us off the ship and Franco was there as well. So I guess this is it Franco said sadly. We all hugged each other tightly. Ok, no tears today Jack said. We will see you again soon. Franco and Mark took the luggage and had it loaded onto the shuttle. While Urs and I talked. Hmm I wonder what Urs and Jack are talking about….looks important I said to Franco. He just shrugged. Hey Jack we need to get on the shuttle, its ready to leave for the airport. I’m coming he said. See you Urs, Jack said. Bye guys. We will call you from Moorea. Enjoy your time in Moorea Franco said. Ok bye guys. We got on the shuttle and went to the airport about 20 minutes away. The flight to Moorea was short and both of us were thinking about the friends we had just left. Mark put his hand on my arm probably to tell me it was ok. But I’m sure it was more for him.

    We circled Moorea and landed a short time later. Wow another beautiful island Jack said. Yea it sure is I replied. Its incredible how beautiful Tahiti is. We found the shuttle to the hotel and checked in. Jack had reserved a beach cottage. After he had checked us in we were escorted to the cottage by the bellman. What no super upgrade Jack commented. Nah not this time bud….You’ve been spoiled enough I joked. Hey this place is really cool too I said. Hey Jack come over here, Look we have another outdoor shower and a huge tube as well. Hot damn we are gonna have some fun in here. Yea but we can’t be naked on the balcony like we could in Bora Bora because we have neighbors. Yea well, as long as we can be naked inside I’m good. We checked out the cottage and then went for a late lunch.

    The rest of the day we hung out on the beach and relaxed and enjoyed the resort. It was a small intimate resort, not nearly as big as the one in Bora Bora, but it was really cool and peaceful. We loved the beach cottage and the location. We have 4 days at this resort before we fly home and we planned to make the most of it. For the next three days we explored Moorea and all around the island. We hiked to secluded waterfalls, checked the small villages, shopped for local items and just had a great time. Every evening we ate at small local restaurant that we found and fell in love with. The food was great and so were the owners. It was so nice to sit and talk to the Tahitians and learn all about their culture. We were fascinated by the traditional tattoos that all of the men had…they were very intricate and detailed. We thought about getting a tattoo but then when we saw the process we decided not too. It just looked painful.

    We really loved Moorea as well and the resort and our cottage. And yes we made good use of the outdoor shower and that huge tub. Mark especially like the tub because it was big enough for both of us just like at home. Our evenings were filled with good food and drink and always a beautiful sunset that we watched from the beach. And our nights were filled with crazy love making that left us breathless and wanting more.

    Mark got out of bed one night because we needed more lube, Hey do you have anymore lube in your bag he asked. Yea there should be some. He looked thru my bag. WTF he said rather loud. Oh shit I forgot about that dildo. Would you like to explain what this is he said looking at me. Ummm well it looks like a dildo to me Jack said. Yea I can see that I replied. Its a very big dildo. Aren’t I big enough for you? Uh yea you are plenty big for me. Soooo whats up with the dildo then I said. Well, ummmm, oh hell…I was gonna surprise you with it Jack replied. You were gonna surprise ME with it? Like you were gonna use that thing on me? No not on you Jack said with a smirk. More like IN you! In me? You actually thought you were gonna get that massive dildo in me? Geez I can barely take your cock and that dildo is much bigger….and I’m not belittling your cock. 8 inches is huge. But seriously really Jack? So! why haven’t you tried to use it on me….I just never got around to it. We were to busy with each other. Omg you are a crazy one Jack. That thing would kill me. Did you actually bring that from home? Yea I did and I was scared that security would find it and pull it out of my bag in front of everyone. I began to laugh…now that would have been a good one. And you would have deserved it. Look you….I know you have some crazy ideas in that head of yours and usually I’m fine with them. But this thing, No, it will never happen. All I need is this thing in me…I said as I grabbed Jacks cock. So can you please get rid of it? I laughed and apologized. Wait till I tell Urs about this. Urs new about it? Yea he found it when he was packing my bag this morning while you were in the shower. Hmmm you and Urs are always up to no good I said as I winked at him.

    The next day was our last full day in Moorea and it was also the last big surprise for Jacks birthday. Hey Jack, wake up, we gotta get showered and ready to go. Come on bud I said as I shook him awake. Whoa wait, we don’t have anything planned for today. Yea thats right WE didn’t plan anything but I did. Now get up and take a shower. I’ll get everything ready that we will need. Jack just looked me and of course he was suspicious….who wouldn’t be. Go on get in the shower, I said. While he was in the shower I packed our back packs so Jack wouldn’t have to. He was still in the shower when I was ready to take mine. I went out to the outdoor shower and got under the water with him. So, are you gonna tell me what we are doing today he asked. Nope I said as I washed my crotch. Why not he persisted. Cuz I don’t want to yet I said as I soaped up my armpits and my butt. Ok, how am I gonna know what to take? Well I guess you won’t I said as I rinsed off the soap. Jack began to wash my hair. Just so you know I’m not gonna tell you anything, but I love when you wash my hair. Come on tell me. Nah its more fun to keep you in suspense. Jack slapped my ass, Ouch what was that for? You know why he said. Hmm that actually felt good I teased back.

    We got out of the shower and dried off. I pulled on my shorts and sandals. Ok we gotta go bud. You don’t need a shirt today…trust me your fine. I have everything we need. Finally I got him out the door. He can be so stubborn when he wants to be. We stopped and grabbed some pastries and coffee for breakfast and headed down to the dock.

    Shortly after a speed boat pulled up. Are you Mark and Jack the driver asked. Yes we are. Hi I’m Tag, I’m your butler for the day. Hand me your back packs and get in. Tag already new this was a surprise for Jack. We got in the boat and Tag started the engine and we were racing across the huge lagoon on the other side Moorea. Jack was looking at me. Ok Mark where are we going? Just wait bud, dang your so nosy. And whats with this butler? Just relax and enjoy the ride I said as I winked at him.

    About 40 minutes later we pulled up to the Motu and Tag shut off the engines. We took our backpacks and got out of the boat. Follow me guys he said. We followed Tag and he took us to our cabana. When we got to the cabana Tag left to get some things from the boat and that was my cue to tell Jack what we were doing for the day. Soo Jack, this is another birthday surprise for you. This is our Motu for the entire day. The whole island. Just you and me. Jack looked around stunned. So we have this whole island to ourselves for the day? Yeeeaa I replied. We are gonna live like castaways on a tropical island for the day. Are you kidding me Jack said. You planned this whole thing yourself. Well not really. Oh let me guess, your Mom helped….well she more than helped. I had no idea what a Motu was until she suggested it. I thought it was a really cool idea and I went for it. Dude this is way cool…but seriously you and your parents have done to much. It was just my birthday. Whoa whoa hold up there buddy. Just your birthday? Your birthday is your special day and I wanted to make your birthday special. Something you and I will always remember. So its just you and me on this little island with no one in sight? Yep just you and me. Except when Tag brings lunch and dinner.

    Tag came up to the cabana. So what do you think Jack? Are you surprised Tag asked? Surprised? I’m shocked. But this is really cool. Great I’m glad you like it, he replied. So let me explain about your day. The fridge is stocked with sodas, juices and water and plenty of beer and wine. There is also some light snacks to hold you over till lunch around 1. Take a look at the bathroom. There are all kinds of Tahitian soaps, lotions, shampoos for you and they are yours to use. In here is your bedroom for the day…as you can see its open and the view of the lagoon is beautiful. There is no AC obviously but there are the ceiling fans and the cabana is well shaded and the breezes off the ocean will keep things cool. There is no one else on the Motu except the two of you. You can do what ever you want and I mean whatever. He said with a smile. And yes you can be nude all day. Its up to you. Again I’ll be back at 1pm with your lunch….work up an appetite because its incredible.

    See you guys later and enjoy yourselves!!!! Tag took off on the boat and raced back to Moorea.

    Hey Jack, so what do you think? Wanna play castaway with me? I tackled him and got him on the bed. Reaching down I undid his shorts and pulled them off his body and threw them on the chair, and then took mine off as well. I laid down on top of him and kissed him. So what would you like to do all day I asked. Oh I know what I want to do with you today he said. Mmm tell me babe…..How about we make some crazy love a couple of times for starters. Hmmm a couple of times? Yea a couple of times but who’s counting. I like the way you think I said quietly. So would you like to go for a swim first? That sounds like a great idea. We walked down to the waters edge. Ahhh the water was so smooth and clear out here. We brought the snorkling gear with us and put on the masks, fins and snorkle. We must have snorkled for an hour. It was insanley beautiful. The fish was every color of the rainbow and more. Jack was surrounded by a swarm of butterfly fish…thats gonna be a cool picture I thought. We dove down and saw playful clown fish swimming in and out of their hiding places in the anemones. It was so amazing. Plus we felt so free without the hinderance of a swim suits and just felt wonderful. Below us were sting rays, skimming the bottom. Even a sea turtle stopped by to say hi. It was getting close to 1 and Tag would be coming soon to bring our lunch. We walked back to the cabana and showered off.

    Wow this soap is awesome Jack said. Yea that smells great and feels good too. After we showered and dried off we laid in the hammock and waited for Tag. Soon we heard the speed boat pull up. Tag came up to the cabana and we walked into the dining area. Well looks like you too are completely enjoying yourselves he said looking at our naked bodies. Oh man we just forgot we were naked, I said. Don’t worry about it, thats fine. Plus its always nice to see two good lookn guys on the Motu. Tag unpacked our lunch and set everything up for us and explained what each food was. I’ll be back at 6 for dinner. You are gonna love it tonight. Its not just dinner, there is a special surprise for you as well. See you later and enjoy your afternoon…..Whatever you do. Have fun.

    We waved to Tag as he left. Can you belive this lunch I said. Yea its huge. But I’m starving, me too Jack replied. Swimming always makes me hungry. After we finished our lunch it was really hot out on the beach. So we decided to relax in our bed and take a nap or well…have a little bit of fun.

    Hey you come here I said to Jack as I crawled in the bed next to him and kissed him passionately. Our tongues were in each other’s mouths locked in a hot, crazy kiss. Jack pulled me on top of him. Our bodies were hot for the other as we melded into each other. Hard cocks grinding and balls filling quick with our cum. I held Jack down and sucked on his nipples as I gently bit each one. His body burning with desire as he twisted and groaned beneath me. My tongue licked his smusky scented armpits and caused him to pull me tighter to him.

    Ugghhh Mark, I can’t take any more, I need you and want you inside of me he begged. I ignored his request and continued to tease and drive him wild. My full weight was on him, while I forced his muscular legs closed as my body was wrapped around him. My thick hard throbbing cock was well lubed as I pushed my cock between his legs right under his hairy balls. Thrusting against his taint and teasing his sweet hole. Jack began to groan and cry out wanting me to penetrate him with my cock. Still I ignored his pleas. Humping him wildly between his muscular legs as he squeezed my cock as I thrust.

    Jack grabbed my face, Mark you need to fuck me now, please, I need you he pleaded. My face was kissing his neck. Not yet, not yet. I want to take you over the edge I whispered.

    I rolled off his trembling body and stood up looking down at my lover. Come on get up I said. Jack looked at me, not knowing what was happening. My arm was stretched out for him, he took my hand and I pulled him up to me. Lets go for a swim I said. Your killing me Mark, Yea I know, and your killing me too, but the best is yet to come. Literally.

    We walked down to the water and waded in waist deep, Jack laid back and floated on his back. I swam over to him and kissed him and felt his body as he lay in the water. Do you know how much I want you right now I said to Jack. Tell me he replied. I can’t tell you. Why not? Because there are no words to describe how I feel. I can only show you. Then show me Jack replied. Oh I will bud, I will. While I was caressing his body I leaned down and kissed him again. He put his arms around my neck as we kissed. Our kissing is always passionate but today it was even more intense. We were locked in fiery embrace as I picked him up as he wrapped his legs around my body as I carried him to the beach and laid him down. The tide was coming in and lapping at our feet and coming up our legs with each new wave.

    As the tide came in we laid there, looking up at the sky, wondering what the other would do next. Jack got on top of me as a wave washed over our legs. Mark I need you, don’t hold back any longer he said as he laid down on top of me. I love your hairy chest he said as he laid his cheek in the middle of my chest and licked my left nipple. Ugh I gasped as he lightly bit my nipple. My hands were running thru his wet hair and down his back. I closed my eyes as hit bit my nipple harder, knowing how much I like the sensation. He turned his head over and bit my right nipple as he pinched my left at the same time. My body was inflamed with desire for him and he knew it. He knew I couldn’t resist him much longer. He ran his long wet tongue up the middle of my throat over my adam’s apple still pinching my nipple as I worked my hard cock up between his legs. Suddenly Jack buried his mouth into my wet armpit, twisting my nipple and tightened his leg muscles around my cock sent me into a sexual convulsion. I was at his mercy and he knew it. He was working my body into a frenzy until I couldn’t take it anymore.

    Jack had me on fire as I pushed him over on his back and lifted his legs around my waist as he locked them together. I bore down on him, face to face. My throbbing cock was right at his entrance to his canal. I had to watch his face when I plunge deep into him. The waves were rolling gently over us as I plunged my cock head into his hole and held it there. Jack was staring in my eyes, begging me to thrust deep and hard into him. He had no idea when I would. Teasing him with little thrusts only satisfied him for a short while. His hands were on my ass trying to push me into him. But I waited for the right moment to plunge the hardest I have have into him. Jack liked the feel of the pain and pleasure all at the same time. But I want to take him to another level. His muscles were tightening and releasing my cock head. Damn I loved when he did that. Sometimes I could cum just from that.

    The intensity was growing stronger by the second, we were burning with desire and I couldn’t hold out much longer. Looking back behind me I could see a wave approaching. As soon as the wave broke over us I clinched my jaw and rammed my cock as hard as I could deep into him. Jack’ body arched violently as I penetrated him….oh godddd he yelled loudly, I pulled out and did the same again….all he could do was arch his back and scream. His face was thrashing side to side as I mercilessly and painfully thrust deep inside of him. Jack grabbed my face as I thrust deep and powerfully into him, he entangled his fingers in my hair and pulled me down to his mouth. Ahhh fuck he screamed as I relentlessly pounded him..as the waves crashed on us. My bottom lip was in his mouth and I could feel him lightly bite my lip….while I stared in his eyes as I began a hard powerful rhythm. Our bodies were locked together, we both were groaning and screaming with each thrust of my cock into him.

    Suddenly Jack arched his back and threw his head back into the sand, I could feel his orgasm exploding threw his body, my balls ached and burned as if they were going to explode. Jack screamed with such intensity as his cock erupted on his chest and my face which was on his chest. My orgasm instantly exploded deep inside of him as I thrust my cock in him….omg my body jolted with each massive spurt of my cum shot out of my body. It was so intense I thought I would black out. Jack’s thick cum had shot on my face and into my mouth and mine was deep inside of him. Another wave washed over us as I collapsed on him. My penis was still rock hard in him and he wasn’t releasing me…still squeezing every last drop out of me. I could feel Jack’s body relax in the ecstasy of his orgasm. Stay in me he whispered, stay as he ran his fingers thru my hair. I laid my head on his chest and rested, trying to catch my breath. Wave after wave crashed over us as we laid in the surf. Neither of us cared. We couldn’t or didn’t want to move and laid there reveling in the love we just made.

    We heard the speed boat approaching but we didn’t care, we just laid there as Tag and his assistants quietly began to set up dinner for us. One of the assistants was lighting the torches and came near us but we paid him no mind.

    I rolled off of Jack onto the sand. We both turned and faced each other. Neither one of us said anything as we got up and walked to the cabana. Tag and his assistants just smiled at us as we passed them. We went into the shower and turned on the water. Our bodies were covered in sand, saltwater and cum. Both of us leaned against the shower wall and slid down and let the water pour over us.

    Eventually we had the strength to stand up and wash each other. As usual I leaned against Jack’s body as he slowly washed my hair. Mark I have something I want to tell you, I should have told you a long time ago. What is it as I said as I leaned my head on his shoulder. Your the only….I know Jack I know. I knew the first time we made love that I was your first. I just knew. You were my first and I was yours, thats why we took our time and made it special.

    Hey we need to get dressed for dinner I said. Yea Tag must be waiting for us.

    We put on our shorts and went to greet Tag and his assistants. I see you two had a great time today Tag said with a smile. More than you know Jack replied.

    I hope you are hungry because we have a feast for you tonight. We walked over to the table and the two muscular assistants greeted us. As promised Tag delivered an amazing meal. We ate as the sun was setting and the two Tahitians serenaded us with ukeleles and traditional Tahitian songs. Both of them were wearing pareos and we could clearly see that they both were sporting rather nice bulges under those pareos. There skin was covered in those Tahitian tattoos we had seen frequently and their bodies were huge and muscular.

    While Tag served dessert a wooden Tahitian boat was coming towards the beach. It was flaming with torches and we could see a few people dressed in traditional Tahitian costumes. The boat came right up to the beach and they all got out of the boat and put on a show just for us. It was an incredible evening on the Motu which we thoroughly enjoyed.

    Soon it was time to head back to the resort. Tag loaded up the boat while we gathered up our back packs. The boat raced across the lagoon and dropped us off at the dock. We slowly walked to our cottage. Drunk with wine and Drunk in love.

    I guess we need to pack up tonight I said as we entered the cottage. Yea but it shouldn’t take too long. I’m just throwing everything in my bag Jack replied. I’m just too worn out to care.

    So how did your old man do today I joked. Omg it was a perfect day…it was just amazing. More than amazing. Yea I know I said, but you didn’t answer my question. I think you know the answer to that one. I winked at Mark while I stuffed my clothes in my bag. You made me see stars dude, omg that was incredibly intense. I still haven’t recovered completely. Did I hurt you I asked. No you didn’t hurt me. It was pain and pleasure all mixed together for an incredible explosion that shot thru my body. Yea I thought my balls were gonna explode I replied. Ummm they did, inside of me Jack laughed. Babe I wanted to give you a birthday you would never forget. Well you succeeded bud.

    Finally we were all packed and ready to go the next morning. Sadly our vacation had come to an end. We had an awesome time in Tahiti and we can’t wait to come back sometime.

    We were so exhausted from our day on the Motu that we just collapsed in bed and fell into a deep sleep. Neither one of us moved all night. I guess we wore each other out, I thought. Dang, Jack is a wild one and I love it.

    Morning came quickly and someone was knocking on our door. Who the hell is that I groaned. Did you order breakfast this early I asked Jack. Figures he’s still snoring.

    I got up and pulled on a pair of boxers and answered the door. When I opened the door, Urs and Franco were standing there. OMG, Jack look who it is. Wake up Jack. Its Urs and Franco. What are you guys doing here I asked. Well, the ship is in Moorea today and we figured we would come and see you off. Normally we don’t have the day off but we made it work. Awww look at Jack, Urs said, he’s sound asleep. Yea he needs to wake up I said. Hey its still early, I’m gonna lay back in bed. How about you two do the same. Franco and Urs looked at each other and shrugged. I tossed my boxers on the floor and they stripped down and got in bed with us. We just relaxed and talked for a while. Finally I was able to wake Jack up. He sat up in bed and looked over at Franco and Urs.

    Ummm Mark, who are those guys in bed with us? You are unbelievable. I told you he can sleep thru anything. Franco and Urs looked over at Jack. Jack’s eyes popped open. Omg I can’t believe you guys are here, he yelled as he crawled over me and hugged them. And you are naked in our bed he laughed. Did I miss anything this morning? No you pervert you didn’t I said as I smacked his ass.

    Ok guys I gotta take a wicked piss. I got out of the bed and scratched my balls in front of all three of them and gave my hard cock a yank. Yep thats classic Mark in the morning. He’s always showing off his cock and scratching his balls. We just laid there and watched the show.

    Mark went into the bathroom but didn’t close the door. Ahhhh he sighed loudly. Damn Mark you piss really loud Franco laughed. Yep I want everyone to know I’m taking a piss Mark yelled. His stream trickled to a stop and we could hear him slap his dick on his leg.

    I walked back into the bedroom and yanked the covers off those three smart asses and fell on top of them. You know what guys? I just love you so much as I pulled them together and kissed Franco and Urs on the cheek. And you know I love you too Jack, very very much as I french kissed him.

    Umm Mark, Urs said. You do realize that you are laying on us naked? Oh yea I forgot….omg I’m so sorry. Jack just rolled his eyes. You don’t even realize when your naked half the time. I’m sorry I just wanted to hug all of you and tell you I love you thats all. We love you too Mark…

    Ok we really do need to get up and get a shower Jack. Yea I know, but I’m just to lazy to get up. Come on get up bud. Jack and I got up and took our shower and got ready to leave. Looks like we got everything I said. Yea everything is ready to go Jack replied.

    We called the bellman for our luggage. We grabbed some breakfast before we left and spent some more time with Franco and Urs. Urs and Franco were taking us to the airport which was really nice of them. We put or bags in the jeep and headed to the airport. About 20 minutes later we arrived at the airport and unloaded our suitcases. Well guys looks like this is good bye again. Yea I’m glad you were able to stop by and this morning Jack said. We hugged them tightly, oh man we are really gonna miss you all over again Franco said. Yea me too Urs said as his voice cracked. Ok you two don’t start, cuz you will have us all in tears again. Don’t worry we will all be together again Jack said as he winked at Urs. Franco and Urs smiled back at Jack. Hmm I wonder what that was all about I thought. Something is up and I’m not to know about it. Bye guys we said as we hugged them again. Franco and Urs watched and waved as we went inside the airport.

    Checking in was a breeze and we had about and hour before our flight home. We relaxed in the first class lounge and had some coffee while we waited. Soon our flight was called and we boarded the plane for the long flight home. We got settled in our seats and got ready for take off. Soon we were in the air and we said good bye to Tahiti. Wow we sure did have an awesome vacation Jack said. Yes we did bud, we sure did.

    Our flight arrived on time into JFK and we couldn’t wait to get off the plane. The flight was long and boring and we just wanted to get home. Mom and Dad were meeting us to take us home. We collected our bags and went thru customs which took longer than we expected. After we cleared customs Mom and Dad were there waiting for us. Hey guys they yelled as we hugged them. Welcome home!!! We went out to the car and headed home. Mom was all excited to hear about our trip but we were exhausted. We pulled up in the drive way and they helped us with out luggage.

    I know you two are exhausted. Why don’t you get some sleep all day and then come over for dinner Mom said. That sounds great Mom. I’m sorry we are so tired and all we want to do is sleep. Ok go to bed and we will see you around 6. My parents left and Jack and I just collapsed in bed. Ahhh it sure feels good to sleep in our own bed I said. Jack didn’t say a word. I just laughed. He’s out cold again.

    We woke up around 5 and took a quick shower and went over to my parents. Mom made a great welcome home dinner with all the trimmings. They wanted to hear all about our trip and we talked for a couple of hours. But then it was time to go home and back to bed. This jet lag is miserable Jack said on the way home. All I want to do is sleep. Yea but we get to sleep in our own bed again.

    When we got home we dropped our clothes on the floor and crawled in bed. Good night Jack, night he whispered. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

    THE END!!

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  • What Me? No Way!

    CHAPTER 2

    The four of us headed out of the room and downstairs to make our way to the building where the meetings were being held. After introducing Barry to Greg and Drew Barry was pretty quiet….he hardly said two words during the 10-15 minute walk over to the Student Union. Greg and Drew talked non stop about the Berkeley campus and how much nicer it was than theirs. I told them I would kill to be down in San Diego but I did have to agree that Berkeley was a really cool spot.

    My first official meeting as President of the Board went fairly smooth. Most of this session was getting people settled, making sure they all had their rooms and there were no problems…..introductions for the new members of the board and introductions of the people who were there to observe from the UC campuses (Greg, Drew and several others).

    Once the meetings were over the guys asked Barry and I if we wanted to go grab some food and then maybe check out the bars after dinner…We had the option of using meal tickets provided by the association or going somewhere off campus on our own. We decided to use the tickets which would leave more cash for drinks….we were, after all, starving students so we headed to the dining hall in the dorm where we were staying. After we each went thru the buffet lines twice we finished up and headed to the room to get cleaned up and changed. I told the guys I was gonna take a quick shower and I headed to our room to get undressed and grab my towel. I asked Barry if he was going to shower (secretly hoping he would for some reason) and he said nah….he had done it just before the meeting….

    I got down to the locker room and realized Greg and Drew both there in varying stages of undress. I dropped my towel and got under one of the shower heads…six to a wall on each of the two long walls…..so I grabbed on on the end. Greg and Drew came in and I almost popped a bone right then and there…..I had noticed they were attractive…all american looking guys up in the room when we met….but here…naked in the shower…..I’m just not getting this…why all of a sudden am I paying so much attention to other guys…..and their dicks and their asses…..I mean I am a normal guy…I did the show and tell with buds when I was a kid….I played the Who can blow his load first game with the best of my buds…..but that was years ago…..so what the fuck is going on……

    Much as I tried to will it not too, my cock had a mind of his own and started that slow and steady rise…..even when I turned my back to the other two….junior kept up his movement towards my belly….and when Drew popped off and said…”Hey…nice ass”….though I turned 50 shades of red….My dick took the compliment and went to full mast.

    “Hey Matt….it’s ok…..it happens to all of us….see” (Drew must have seen the condition I was in…oh God….now what….So I turned and looked and both Drew and Greg were rock hard….Greg had his head leaned back…eyes closed and was letting the water cascade down from his fore head…down his incredible chest….down the front of his abs….past his dick and down to the floor drain. He had the perfect amount of hair…more than any of the rest of us….blondish brown…..covering his pecs…then trailing down to a pretty bushy patch around his cock…as the water ran down it trickled through his bush and ran down off patches of hair underneath his balls……..his thighs were pretty hairy and it got thinner as you went further down his legs…….and holy cow…when he did turn around….his hot, tight buns were covered……

    Drew had no hair at all on his body with the exception of a blondish bush around his dick. He was more muscular than any of us…big arms….good sized forearms……i rock hard, large chest that clearly showed he lifted at least regularly…..the classic V-taper down to his waist….and thighs built for cycling and a hard bubble but…..again…no hair on his chest or belly or legs or ass….just the opposite of Greg. Both guys were about 6’2 which meant about an inch taller than me…..and I was guessing that they were both 6 ½ to 7 inches…..with Drew’s being proportionately thick like the rest of his body….I wondered if he worked his dick out too…..as I chuckled to myself.

    “Come on buddy…we are all guys here and any one of us would be lying if we didn’t admit that we threw a boner in the community shower at some point in time – how can you not when you see some of the eye candy we’ve all seen?”

    “I know dude…but it’s a little embarrassing don’t ya think”

    “Hey….our cocks all have minds of their own….and I for one don’t mind being looked at and I plan on being looked at a lot tonite” as Drew chuckled out loud at his own comment….it was clear that he was somewhat of an exhibitionist…I mean I would be too with a body like that….but I wondered what he was up to…or hoping for tonite…..

    We all turned our showers off at the same time and toweled off. As the three of us walked back to the room we chatted about what we all wanted to do tonite…..and the common thread was that everyone seemed to want to get hammered.

    Barry was dressed and waiting when we got back to the suite. He was in the living area on his phone…couldn’t really tell who he was yapping to but he was pretty animated…it sounded as though it might be some sort of disagreement or the beginning of an argument so the three of us left him in the room and went our separate ways to change….As I was drying my legs off I had my ass exposed to the open door and Barry came in and whistled…….

    “That’s the second compliment my ass has had in the past 20 minutes….”

    “Well…its a nice one buddy…..you better keep it covered or someone’s gonna want to play with it”

    I, at the time, thought that was an odd statement coming from Barry but I dismissed it and pulled my underwear up…..put my shirt on…pulled on some 501’s and decided to go in my flip flops for the evening……

    “How ya gonna dance in those flips”

    “I didn’t expect we’d be out dancing….I mean we don’t have dates….I am assuming we are just gonna find some sports pub or dive bar”

    “I’m pretty sure we are gonna end up dancing somewhere….probably find a bar in the gayborhood….or at least I will”….

    I just stared at Barry with a blank look I am sure….he smiled….checked his hair in the mirror and asked if I was ready…..I was wondering if this day or night could get any weirder for me and then I was afraid of what the answer might be considering I was going out on the town…a new and anonymous town, with three incredibly good looking guys…..guys who all seemed ready for…something?.

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