Date: Sun, 16 Jun 2013 23:45:49 -0400
From: Rob Williams <drmoocow@gmail.com>
Subject: Seven Days of Pleasure

This story is intended for reading by people who enjoy these stories, and
is legal in your part of the world. You know whether you should be reading
it or not, I'm not here to stop you.

The entire story is fiction, including all characters (though I wish they
were real and I were a fly on the wall). They live in a world where
pregnancy and diseases are not a real worry, but we don't - so be safe!

I love feedback, so if you're inclined, drop me a line at
drmoocow@gmail.com and let me know what you think. I'd also like to thank
my good friends The Rock and Sexy Maiden for proofreading and being my
editor... well, as much as I let them edit, anyways. :D

Also, I'd like to apologize for the long delay between chapters 12 and 13 -
hopefully you haven't forgotten about all the fun the kids have had thus
far during the cruise. Unfortunately, life has a tendency to get in the way
of having fun - I've been slammed by work and a few personal things, but
I'm back and hopefully can finish off the story in short order. Thanks to
everyone who wrote me to wish me well (and to ask where the hell the next
part of the story was!), your support was appreciated, each and every one
of you.

As an apology, this chapter's kinda long. :)


SEVEN DAYS OF PLEASURE

Chapter 13 Day 6 (Sea Day), evening, formal night (teen, lots of teasing)


"Shit!"

Amy swore as she tried again - and failed - to reach the zipper on the back
of her dress. Her sister, putting her makeup on in the bathroom, called out
and asked what was wrong. "Oh, just trying to reach my damn zipper," she
called back. "Can you give me a hand?"

"Yeah, I'll be right out, let me just finish my face."

"K." Amy took the opportunity to kneel down on all fours and fish her nice
sandals out from under her bed. After she retrieved her shoes, she sat back
on her heels and was about to get up again when the entire front of her
dress flopped down and sat on her waist.

Right at that moment, her sister emerged from the bathroom. Seeing Amy
there, on her knees, her breasts fully exposed caused her to exclaim, "Well
hello there!" Amy blushed and hurriedly pulled her dress back up.

"Why aren't you wearing a bra?"

"Well, it's, uh, like this..."

Amy started to recount the week to her sister, starting with meeting the
group of friends the first night in the hot tub, playing Truth or Dare and
all of them ending up naked. As she continued on, her sister sat on the bed
opposite her, obviously engrossed in the story. When Amy got to the part
where she and Rachel tag-teamed Adam with a blowjob, her sister sat
enthralled, gently biting her lip. Amy's dress had slipped down again and
puddled itself into her lap. This time, she didn't bother covering up. The
story continued until Amy had caught her sister up completely.

"Which brings us to tonight... and why I'm not wearing a bra. All eight of
us decided that we'd take some pictures like Mark, Megan and Jon did,
exposing ourselves around various parts of the ship. We felt it'd be easier
if nobody wore any underwear, which explains why I'm naked under this
dress," Amy blurted out. "I can't believe I just told you all that."

"I can't believe it either... it sounds like you've had quite the exciting
week. I wish my week was that exciting!" Checking her watch, she jumped up,
saying "We'd better get a move on if we want to make it to dinner, it's
almost time. Stand up, I'll help you with your dress." Amy obliged and
covered up her torso and turned around so her sister could reach the
zipper. "I've got one question for you, Amy... who was that guy this
morning that you were getting it on with? Was it one of your hot tub
friends?"

"You saw that? Heh. That was Stephen, our room steward. He came in while I
was in the bathroom this morning and I seduced him into having sex with
me," she said. Dreamily, she added, "I really needed that..."

"I bet. He was really fucking hot, I have to say. I didn't get a good look,
but from what I saw, he's got a really fine ass!"

"That he does... he's pretty fine all over, actually," Amy replied,
thinking back to his thick cock and how it had filled her to the
brim. "We'd better go, or I'm going to have to dryclean this dress - I'm
getting wet again!"

* * * *

Adam stepped out of the shower, conscious that he was running late
again. He caught a glimpse of his naked body in the mirror and surprised
himself again - he wasn't accustomed to having no hair around his cock. It
was only an hour ago when he was in Andrew and Eric's cabin, standing in
the shower stall while his two friends took turns first trimming his pubic
hair, then shaving him bare with a razor. Following that, Andrew had given
him a handjob and finished him off within seconds, he was so turned on.

"Don't have time to think about that now," he said to himself as his cock
started to plump up a bit again. "Have to finish getting ready." He slapped
on some deodorant as his mother knocked on the bathroom door and said they
were going to dinner, that they didn't want to be late. "OK, ma, I'll be
along soon. Sorry I'm late." He heard the door close as his parents left.

He hurriedly dried off the rest of his body and practically leapt out of
the bathroom to get dressed. He was startled to see his father putting on
his watch. It was not clear who was more surprised at this point.

"That's, um, a good look for you, son," his father said with a smile,
patting his son on the shoulder as he went past. "I see you take after your
old man, big boy."

"DAD!"

Adam's father just laughed as he exited the cabin, leaving his son standing
there mortified, wondering what the hell just happened.

After a moment he snapped out of his trance, dug out some boxer briefs and
got dressed in his suit. He put on his tie crookedly and ran out of the
cabin in the direction of the dining room.

* * * *

Dinner lasted for what seemed like an eternity for the eight teenagers, who
were all looking forward to having fun taking some naughty pictures after
dinner. At long last, the last plates were taken away, the last of the wine
was drunk (not by them), and the evening meal wrapped up. One by one, the
teens arrived at the pre-arranged meeting spot, on the public deck by the
shuffeboard pitch.

"Shit, it feels like it's been three months since we last saw each other,"
exclaimed Amy.

"I'm so excited about this," Rachel said as she clung on to Adam's arm. "I
almost couldn't finish dessert, I was so distracted. My parents wondered if
I wasn't feeling well."

"Me too," Jon said, having just arrived in time to hear her say that. "My
problem was that I almost couldn't stand up at the table after dessert - I
had such a tent in my pants."

Megan reached over and gently patted Jon's crotch. "You still do," she said
with a smile.

Finally, Eric and Andrew arrived and the eight were together. "So, where
does everyone want to go?"

Adam piped up first. "Well, before we go, I have a story for y'all." He
recounted his encounter with his father before dinner, and everyone had a
good laugh. "I got so flustered that I forgot to go commando - I put on
some underwear, so I need to go duck into a bathroom to fix that."

"No, you don't," Eric said with a twinkle in his eye. "Part of the fun this
evening is that we're going to be exposing ourselves to take some pictures
around the ship... how about we start now? Drop 'em, Adam."

Adam looked up and down the outer deck - the kids were by
themselves. Without a word, he undid his belt and pants, and let them drop
to the floor. Megan pulled a camera out of her purse and took his picture.

Rachel gasped as he pulled his underwear off and stood on the deck naked
from the waist down, his stiffening prick poking out from between his shirt
tails.

"You shaved! Oh my God, that looks so hot!"

"Actually, Eric and Andrew did it for me... that was a lot of fun," Adam
said with a wink to Andrew.

Rachel stood beside him and wrapped her hand around his cock, and the two
posed for a photo. The others cheered as Megan snapped the photo, and Adam
started to put his pants back on, without underwear this time.

"I don't think you'll be needing these," Eric said, scooping up Adam's
underwear. He theatrically gave them a good sniff, then threw them
overboard.

"Hey!" Adam exclaimed. Everyone laughed, and he blushed a little.

"Shall we move on?" Andrew asked. Everyone agreed and they left the
shuffleboard area in search of their next destination.

* * * *

"Say cheese!"

Jon, Mark, Adam, Eric and Andrew were standing in front of the balcony
railing overlooking the promenade. Anyone looking up would have seen five
boys standing and posing. From the other side, however, it was a completely
different story - each of the guys had their pants undone, their cock and
balls pulled out, and were cupping the nuts of the boy to their left. Megan
had suggested this pose, secretly so she could see her new lover Jon
touching her brother's ballsack, and was incredibly turned on by the sight.

Once Megan had finished taking the photo and the boys had composed
themselves, she made another suggestion that each of the teens should take
turns selecting a location and idea for a photo. Everyone agreed, and
decided that it was Andrew's turn next.

He thought for a minute, then led the group to the theatre and entered at
the back of the balcony. The lower floor was starting to fill up with
show-goers, but the balcony was still deserted. "Ok, we should hurry and do
this before people start coming in to sit. He selected a row of seats near
the back and brought them all over.

"Let's do this... Adam, Rachel, Eric, Megan, Mark, Amy, Jon," he directed
each of them to a seat as he said each of their names. "Guys, cocks out,
get 'em nice and hard. Girls, pull the tops of your dresses down and show
me your tits." Everyone smiled and did as they were told.

Once everyone was exposed to Andrew's liking, he took the photo and then
looked at them with a panicked look. He could hear someone coming through
the hallway at the back of the theatre, and motioned for everyone to cover
up quickly. Everyone except Jon noticed Andrew's hands flapping, as he had
turned to Amy to say something.

When the person emerged through the doorway, all the teens were a little
flustered but presentable, except for Jon, who was having trouble getting
his pants done up with his cock standing up, hard as a rock. He covered his
lap with his hands as the older couple arrived at their row, turning to say
hello to the kids as they walked by. Jon's face was crimson with
embarassment, but the older couple seemed not to notice. As they got
settled in, his dick finally deflated enough for him to get his pants done
up, and the group slipped out the back.

"Jesus, that was close," Jon said, breathing a huge sigh of relief. "I was
afraid I was going to give that little old lady a heart attack."

"You're lucky you were down the far end," said Amy, laughing. "I doubt they
could see that far. Can you imagine if you were seated closest?"

"It'd certainly be a show to remember," said Eric, eliciting a laugh from
the group. "Ok, whose turn is it?"

Amy volunteered to go next, and led the gang to the sports deck. Looking
over the railing, they could see people on the pool deck below, but the
sports court was empty. "Guys, can I do two photos? Same location."
Everyone agreed, and she began to give out directions.

"Adam, Andrew, and Jon, you guys stand over there under the basketball net,
about shoulder width apart, turn 45 degrees to the right, and drop your
pants. Mark, I want you to stand right beside Jon, and you take your pants
off too." The boys obliged and were soon standing as a group, naked from
the waist down. "OK. Rachel, Eric, and Megan, you're going to get on your
knees in front of them and suck their cocks for the camera. Megan, you can
choose either Jon or Mark to suck, and grab the other guy's cock and jerk
it. Oh, wait, I paired you with your brother... ummm... Rachel, you and
Megan can switch places..."

"No, it's fine," Megan said. "I don't mind."

Amy smiled just a little bit and shrugged. The two girls and Eric got into
place. Megan positioned herself in front of Jon and grabbed her brother's
cock as he gasped quietly.

When the teens were in place, Amy exclaimed, "Oh yeah, that's perfect!" and
snapped the picture.

"I'll say," said Adam, who was enjoying the attention from Rachel. Everyone
laughed.

"Ok, now for the second photo, switch positions - guys standing, you'll be
on your knees giving oral to the others. Jon and Mark, you'll be sharing
Megan, so get nice and cozy!"

Jon and Mark smiled at each other and got on their knees for the
photo. Each of the boys put a hand on Megan's bum and stuck their tongues
out as far as they could to try and lick Megan at the same time. As they
jockeyed for position, several times their tongues touched each other and
the boys smiled.

Again, once everyone was in position, Amy expressed her approval and took
the photo. As the teens arranged their clothes and brushed off their knees,
Jon and Mark didn't move and just looked at each other for a few
moments. Then, as if they had the idea at the same time, they both leaned
in and kissed each other, their tongues exploring each other's mouths. The
others cheered and as the kiss broke off, the two boys smiled at each other
and slowly stood. Megan bounced over and hugged them both at the same time
with a huge grin on her face.

"I foresee a fun day tomorrow," she exclaimed.

* * * *

"I want to try something a little riskier," Mark said. "That is, if you
guys are game for it."

The group looked at each other and nodded. "What have you got in mind?"
Andrew asked.

"I want to take a photo in the art gallery... with other people in it as
well."

Rachel's jaw dropped a little, and Amy smiled mischievously. "How do you
propose to do that?" she asked.

"Well, what I'm thinking is that we'll find a corner or something, and I'll
stand in the corner with the camera. You all will pose like a group in a
line, facing me, and when I give you the sign, the guys will undo their
flies and pop out their cocks, and girls, pull down the top of your dresses
in the front only, so people behind you don't know what's going on," he
explained. "I'll take the picture, and then we'll scram, just in case, but
I don't think anyone will see anything. All they'll see is some friends
posing for a photo."

Nods all around, they headed down to the art gallery, where a fair number
of other passengers were mingling, looking at the artwork. Mark scouted a
location that would afford him a good view of other passengers when his
friends were lined up, though it was not in a corner. He beckoned the group
over to the side and explained his plan of moving the spot, and everyone
agreed it would make a better photo. "Besides, the lighting's better here,"
Mark said.

He lined up the group, and when he was satisfied that nobody was paying
attention to them, he gave them a nod. Cocks and boobs were soon exposed,
and Mark stepped left and right to find the best location to take the photo
to catch the best view of the people behind the group. He noticed a boy a
little older than himself looking amused at the camera. After Mark took the
photo, he soon noticed why.

When he'd moved the group to the new location, he had noticed that it was
better lit, but he hadn't taken note of where the lights actually
were. There was one light that was perfectly placed so that it cast a
shadow of Adam's erect cock sticking out of his pants. The boy had seen
this.

Once the group had fixed their clothes and moved away, the boy came over to
Mark.

"Excuse me," he said with a Spanish accent, "I noticed the photo of your
friends that you just took. It was, well, a rather 'different' photo, yes?"
he asked with a smile.

"You could say that," Mark said, guardedly.

"Do not worry, I will not tell anyone," the boy said. "I come to you
because I saw it and I found it amusing and arousing. I want you to take
one of me like that, por favor."

Mark was momentarily taken aback. "You want a photo with your cock out?
Uh... sure!"

The boy handed Mark his camera and stood where the group was a minute
before. Looking around to make sure the coast was clear, he turned to Mark,
unzipped his fly, reached and pulled out his half-erect uncut cock. Mark
was amazed that this boy who he had just met was so open about nudity, and
made a mental note that he needed to visit Spain.

After a few squeezes and surreptitious strokes, the boy's cock stood at
full attention, pointing at the ceiling, the head just peeking out from the
foreskin. A drop of precum started to form, and Mark licked his lips.

Remembering why he was there, he brought the camera up and snapped a
picture of the boy in all his glory. Mark found it extremely erotic to see
this boy practically surrounded by people in the art gallery who had
absolutely no clue what he was doing. Mark's cock strained against the
fabric of his dress pants and he hoped nobody else noticed it.

After the photo was taken, the boy stuffed his throbbing prick back into
his pants and came over to Mark to retrieve his camera. "Gracias, amigo. By
the way, my name is Marco."

"Haha, really? I'm Mark. We've got the same name."

"Ha, yes, that is a coincidence. It is a pleasure to have met you. I shall
let you rejoin your friends, I am sure they wonder where you are. And I
must go take care of something as well," Marco said, indicating towards his
crotch. "It is quite painful like this, inside my pantalons."

"It was a pleasure to meet you too. Perhaps I'll see you around the ship,"
Mark said. "Oh, hey, I have an idea... the group of us go up to the hot tub
near the front of the ship every night and hang out, you should come by. We
usually meet there around 11."

"This sounds like a good idea. Perhaps I will join you," Marco said. The
boys shook hands and went their separate ways.

* * * *

Mark caught up with the group by the elevators. "You are NOT going to
believe what just happened!" he exclaimed. In an excited whisper, he told
them about Marco and the photo, and the invitation he had extended to the
hot tub that night.

"Wow, he sounds hot," Amy said. "I hope he comes."

"Me too!" added Eric. "He sounds yummier than Andrew!" This earned him a
smack and a smile from his boyfriend. "Kidding!"

"Anyways," interrupted Rachel, "Mark, Eric's come up with an even riskier
one than you."

"Right. So my suggestion, if you're ok with it, is we'll go to the front
elevators - you know, the glass ones - and we'll ride from deck 2 up to the
top deck, mooning all the way."

"Ha, sounds good to me," Mark said. "What do you guys think?"

"I'm a little nervous about it," said Megan. "People could see us this
time."

"That's true," Andrew agreed, "but it's not like someone can recognize you
from your ass."

"Fair enough," Megan relented. "Let's do it."

The group made their way to the front of the ship and decended to deck 2,
the lowest deck.

"Everybody ready?" asked Eric.

"Yup," the group replied as one. While Eric held the doors open, the boys
lowered their pants in the back and the girls raised their skirts. Eric
stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the top deck.

As the elevator rose into the open section of the ship, the teens giggled
as they imagined the faces of anyone that happened to be looking at the
elevator as they passed. Eric snapped the photo, and then the elevator
started slowing to come to a stop at deck 7. Everyone frantically started
pulling their dresses down and their pants up, except Adam, who wore a
mischievous grin. Being taller than the others, his pants looked normal
from the front, and so he decided to leave his bare behind exposed. When
the door opened, a middle-aged man got on, nodded a hello to the teens and
pressed the button for deck 12.

The elevator continued its journey with the teens struggling to keep their
composure as Adam stood there with his bum hanging out while a stranger was
standing in front of him.

When the elevator stopped on deck 11, the man stepped out, then
half-turned. "Have a good night, everyone... and by the way, nice ass," he
said with a chuckle, and walked off.

With that, the kids couldn't keep it together as the doors closed and took
them up to deck 14.

* * * *

Nearing 10:00pm, Jon led the group to the stern of the ship for his photo.

"Ok, so I chose the back side of the ship for a reason... this photo is all
about backsides," he said with a grin. "What I'd like is for everyone to
line up against the railing over there, completely naked. Bend at the
waist, facing away from the camera, with your legs spread about shoulder
width apart."

"Mmmm, this one sounds sexy," Rachel commented.

"I think so too," Andrew added.

After making sure nobody was around, the teens undressed completely for the
first time that evening. One by one, they assumed the position Jon
requested, bent over at the waist and feet shoulder-width apart to best
present their privates to the camera. When Megan and Mark bent over, Jon
gasped and his already-hard cock got even harder. Watching porn at home,
this was always one of his favorite views of women, but he didn't realise
that guys could turn him on just as much like this.

Jon had a perfect view of three warm pussies and four cocks and ballsacks
hanging down. He was almost speechless, he was so aroused by the seven
asses arranged in front of him. A drop of precum formed at the tip of his
dick and soaked into his pants, making a large dark spot appear. Seeing
this, he undressed as well, not wanting to stain his nice clothes.

After making minor changes to the teens assembled in front of him, he lined
up the camera to take the picture and paused again.

"Hurry up!" Adam called with a laugh.

"Sorry!" Jon snapped the photo. "This is just so hot. I keep getting
distracted."

"Take another one, just in case that one didn't turn out," Megan called, "I
definitely want a good copy of this one." Jon obliged and snapped another
photo.

Eric leapt up and jumped behind Andrew. "Take this one, while I'm riding my
bucking bronco!" Everyone laughed, and Jon once again took the picture.

Once the laughter died down, Adam exclaimed, "My turn! Ok, I have to ask
this... is anyone here religious?"

They looked around at one another, shrugged and shook their heads
no. "Perfect. My picture is going to take place in the chapel."

* * * *

The teens didn't bother dressing again to go to the chapel, as it was only
one deck up by a flight of stairs. Carefully and quickly they crept through
the elevator lobby carrying their formal clothes, none of them wearing a
stitch of clothing. When they arrived at the chapel, Adam explained his
plan.

"We're going to have a naked wedding," he said. "Megan and Jon will be the
bride and groom, Rachel and Amy will be the bridesmaids, Mark and Andrew
will be the groomsmen and Eric will be the priest." The kids nodded their
approval. Adam looked around the chapel to see what he had to work with.

"Girls, you can hold those vases of flowers as bouquets, just be careful
not to spill the water," he continued. "Eric, you can hold a Bible or
something to look official."

"I dunno about that, Adam... I mean, I'm not religious, but that seems a
little blasphemous, holding a Bible in a chapel while naked, pretending to
be a priest." Eric said, concerned. "How about a hymn book?"

"That works, whatever you're comfortable with. Because, y'know, only
pretending to be a priest while naked in a chapel is MUCH better," Adam
said with a smile. "Ok, places, everyone."

Eric took his place at the front of the chapel, with Jon and Megan in front
of him. The "bridesmaids" and "groomsmen" lined up in their appropriate
spots, and Adam stood back to survey his handiwork. "Something's
missing... hmmm... Aha!"

He rooted through each of the boys' piles of clothing and extracted the
neckties for each of them. Handing a tie each to Jon, Mark and Andrew, they
started to tie them around their necks. "What about me?" Eric asked.

"You'll be wearing a tie too, but I think you should wear yours around your
neck, like a priest's stole," Adam replied.

"A what?"

"You know, that scarf-y thing they wear, hangs down..."

"Oh, right." Eric arranged his tie as Adam asked.

"Perfect!"

Adam stepped back again and surveyed the scene. Satisfied with what he saw,
he took the picture.

Eric piped up, "You may now kiss the bride!"

Smiling at each other, Jon and Megan leaned in and kissed. Adam took
another photo.

Checking his watch, Andrew said, "it's almost 11:00... Do you guys want to
head over to the hot tub?"

"We probably should, I told Marco we'd be there," Mark said. "But Rachel
hasn't done her photo yet."

"It's ok, I wanted to do mine by the hot tub anyways," Rachel chimed in.

"Alrighty, then... I guess we'd better get dressed and get going, then,"
Andrew said.

The teens put the chapel back the way they found it, got dressed and headed
towards the front of the ship.

* * * *

Arriving at the hot tub just after 11, they found it empty as
usual. "Y'know, we almost didn't need to get dressed for the trip," Mark
said, undoing the buttons on his dress shirt.

"Yeah, but if we'd been naked, you just know that we'd run into a bus full
of nuns or something," Andrew said. "And we've already been blasphemous
enough for one night." He slipped off his shoes, quickly followed by his
pants.

"A bus full of nuns, huh... at sea... is that some kind of Magic School
Bus?" Eric jibed as his dress pants joined the pile of clothes.

"Shut up, you," Andrew said, climbing into the hot water and pressing the
button to turn on the jets.

One by one, the other teens shed their clothing and got into the hot
tub. The group fell into a comfortable conversation, and after about 15
minutes, a lone figure came around the corner. "You made it!" Mark
called. "Glad to see you again, Marco."

"It is a pleasure to meet you all," Marco said, doffing his shirt and
sandals, already wearing his swim trunks.

The group extended greetings and introductions to the new boy as he started
to climb the stairs towards the tub.

"Uhh... Marco... there's something you need to know," Mark said as he
stood, showing Marco that he was naked.

"Oh... you are all...?" Everyone nodded. "Thank goodness. I hate these
things, I never use them at home," Marco said, relieved, as he undid the
drawstring on his trunks. He swiftly dropped them to the floor and kicked
them over to a lounge chair, then turned back towards the hot tub. Rachel
and Eric couldn't tear their eyes away from his uncut olive-skinned cock,
and Amy gasped quietly as it started to grow with all the attention focused
on it.

"You like what you see, yes?" he asked Amy with a smile.

"Mmm, yeah..." she replied. "You're hot."

"Not as hot as you, florecita," he said as he kissed her hand, causing her
to blush, then took a seat in the hot water.

* * * *

Over the next half hour, the gang became fast friends with the newcomer,
turning their group of eight into a group of nine. Marco told stories of
growing up in Spain: playing football with his friends, spending lots of
time outdoors, going on dates with seņoritas and enjoying tapas at one
of the many restaurants along the riverside. He told the group about how he
and his amigos often went on canoe trips during the hot summer holidays,
spending upwards of a week naked in the wilderness together. "I think
sometimes I spend more time naked than I do with clothes on," he said.

"It shows," Rachel said. "Your tan is amazing. I wish I could have a tan
like that, but there's nowhere around where I live to sunbathe nude. And my
neighbors are all so nosy, I couldn't possibly do it in the backyard,
either."

"Gracias. I have travelled to your country a few times, and the people seem
- how you say - 'prude'? As if the naked human form was something to be
ashamed of, no?"

"It's true, there are a lot of people like that," Andrew added. "Not
everyone, mind you, but unfortunately the loudest ones are like that."

Just then, the public address system came on, making half of them jump in
surprise. "Goooooood evening, ladies and gentlemen. This is Troy, your
cruise director, reminding everyone about our world-famous midnight buffet
this evening, starting in 15 minutes in the Stradavarius dining room on
deck 3. Come on down and see what our amazing food services department has
put together for you, from ice carvings to the stunning six foot tall
butter sculpture. Once again, that's in the Stradavarius dining room, deck
3 forward, in 15 minutes time. We look forward to seeing you!"

"Did... did he say 'butter sculpture'?" Megan asked incredulously.

"I believe he did," replied Mark. "I think I need to see that. Are you
interested?"

"Yeah, I think so," said his sister. "Did anyone want to join us?"

Eric and Andrew exchanged a look and a shrug. "Yeah, sure, we'll come,"
Eric replied.

The other five politely declined, opting instead to stay in the hot
tub. "Oh, before you go, though," said Rachel, "I still need to have my
picture taken." Turning to Marco, she asked if he would mind taking a photo
of the seven of them.

"Of course, cuchura. I would be honored."

"Alright, thanks. If I could get everyone standing in front of the hot tub,
I just want a group photo to remember everyone by, right where we all met,"
Rachel said.

"That's a great idea, Rach... I'm glad you thought of it," Adam said,
giving her a hug.

The group arranged themselves in front of the hot tub with their arms
around each other, a confident group of teenagers, comfortable in their
nudity with each other.

"Say queso!" Marco called, and took a photo. Amy hurried over and looked at
the photo, and declared that another one needed to be taken. "I couldn't
take my eyes off Marco's dick, and I wasn't looking at the camera," she
said, blushing slightly, as the group laughed. Lining up again, another
photo was taken, and this time Amy declared it as acceptable. "Thanks,
everyone, and thank you too, Marco. Can I take one of you?" He agreed, and
she took his picture.

After a few minutes of air-drying, Mark, Megan, Eric and Andrew got dressed
and said their goodbyes as they headed down to the buffet. Everyone else
piled back into the hot tub and settled back in for more conversation.

* * * *

Jon, Amy, Adam, Rachel and Marco were discussing their plans for the next
day in port.

"I'm staying aboard," Jon said, "but I think my parents are going
ashore. Megan, Mark and I have plans to hang out."

"I bet you'll get up to something," Amy said with a smile. "I think I'd
like to go to a beach tomorrow. I haven't done much tanning this week, and
if I go home as white as I came here, my friends will tease me."

"I, too, am going to a beach tomorrow," Marco said. "Would you like to go
together?"

"That sounds great. I have to say, it'll be great to be seen with such a
hottie in public," she answered.

"Ah, but it is I who will be with the hottie," he said with a smile, which
Amy returned.

"My parents and I are going to the rainforest," Rachel offered. "I'm really
looking forward to it - the photos on the website for the tour company
shows lots of birds and butterflies. Oh, and snakes, too, but I'm not
looking forward to them."

"Really? You seemed to like the snake I introduced you to the other day,"
Adam said with a smirk.

"What...? Oh!" Rachel blushed.

"Oh, honey..." Jon said with a smile at Rachel, quoting one of his favorite
TV shows, 'How I Met Your Mother'.

"Oh, shut up," she responded, smiling back. "Normally I don't hang around
with perverts like you guys - see how you've corrupted me!"

"Excuse me, I seem to recall you groping me in the hallway unprovoked,"
Adam said. "That was right before you met the snake."

"Ah, you caught me. See, I'm just like you perverts," Rachel agreed. "And
that's how I like it." She slid over closer to Adam and cuddled up to
him. He put his arm around her as the conversation turned to video games.

Tuning out the video game talk, which she had no interest in, Rachel
thought back at all the fun she'd had this week. She'd made a great group
of friends, who she was sure she would keep in touch with after the holiday
was over. She'd had sex with one of the most attractive boys she'd ever
laid eyes on, and was falling in love with him, and he felt the same way
about her. She'd had a chance to let out her wild side all week, spending a
few hours a night naked in the hot tub with her friends. She'd had her
first same-sex experience and had an earthshattering orgasm, something past
boyfriends had been unable to do for her. All in all, this was a great week
that she'd remember for a long, long time.

Jon was droning on about Skyrim something or other, and she wasn't really
paying attention. Suddenly, she had a thought... a frisky
thought. Underwater, she reached over with her hand and gently grabbed
Adam's cock. He jumped at the unexpected contact, and as she gently
squeezed his manhood, she could feel it start to stiffen. He looked down at
her, and she met his gaze with a sly smirk on her lips. He sighed
contentedly when she slowly started to stroke him, his prick rising to full
mast. She continued the manual stimulation for a few minutes.

Eventually, Rachel noticed that everyone had fallen silent, and all eyes
were on her. She smiled and shrugged in response.

"Are you enjoying yourself, Adam?" asked Marco. "That looks like fun."

Adam nodded silently and let the feelings wash over him as his lover slowly
masturbated him.

"Hey, Marco... If you like, I can show you how fun it is," Amy
offered. Marco leaned back and put his arms out to either side, offering
his body to her. She slid over beside him and reached into his lap,
wrapping her hand around his already-hard cock. "Mmmm," she cooed.

Jon wasn't sure which pair to watch, so he kept switching his gaze back and
forth between the two. His cock was also hard as stone, his own hand
wrapped around it.

After a few minutes of this, all three boys had big smiles on their
faces. "C'mon, Adam, let's move over to a lounge chair," Rachel
suggested. Wordlessly, Adam nodded and stood up, giving an eyeful to the
other teens in the hot tub. His shaven crotch was as smooth as the day he
was born, which made his big cock seem even larger. As Rachel stood, water
ran down her chest, her tits protuding invitingly. Jon's dick twitched
involuntarily and suddenly his mouth was dry.

"Let's all move out there," Amy said. "I don't know how long I can hold my
breath, and I'd rather not find out tonight that I can't." Marco and Jon
agreed, and soon all five teens had moved over to the railing where the
lounge chairs were. Amy and Marco shared one lounger, while Adam and Rachel
shared another. Jon pulled a chair into a position where he had a great
view of both couples.

Without skipping a beat, Rachel and Amy resumed their attention to the
boys' crotches. Rachel leaned in for a kiss from Adam as she stroked him,
and Marco put a hand on Amy's boob and gave her nipple a tweak, eliciting a
gasp from her.

Jon leaned back in his chair, his hand wrapped around his prick, stroking
himself at a good rhythm. He now understood how Mark felt the other day -
watching people fool around was pretty hot.

It wasn't long before Rachel started sliding down the lounger, and sucked
one of Adam's nipples into her mouth, gently nibbling on it. After paying
the same attention to his other nipple, she continued her southward journey
and paused again at his navel, flicking her tongue into and around his
innie. Adam moaned quietly, enjoying every second of her
stimulation. Finally, she reached her destination, and gently wrapped her
lips around Adam's hard prick, licking around the crown and under his
foreskin, which drove him wild.

Hearing a gasp from his left, Jon turned his attention to the other pair,
to find Amy in a similar position, with Marco's 8" cock half-in her mouth,
his eyes closed and a big smile on his face. He moaned quietly as Amy
gently played with his balls, her head bobbing in his lap. Up and down she
went, soft slurping noises escaped from her mouth. Marco gently put his
hand on the back of her head as she went down on his hard cock. Jon gave
his own cock a squeeze, and a big drop of precum formed at the tip, which
he scooped it up with his finger and deposited it onto his tongue, savoring
the salty flavor.

After a few minutes, Amy sat up, a long string of drool leading from the
corner of her mouth to Marco's dick. Wiping it away, she stood up and
positioned herself so her dripping twat lined up with Marco's rigid
pole. Placing her hands on his chest, she slowly lowered herself, inch by
inch, until his prick was entirely inside of her. The two teens gazed
deeply into each other's eyes as their bodies became one. Tucking her legs
under Marco's, she began fucking him slowly, grinding her pelvis against
his, getting into a good rhythm. Marco sighed contentedly, and reached up
and cupped Amy's ample bosoms in his large hands.

From his angle, Jon could see Amy's asshole winking at him as she raised
and lowered herself, impaled on Marco's prick, as well as Marco's heavy
ballsack glistening as Amy's juices overflowed from her pussy and ran down
his shaft. Jon's cock was harder than he could remember it ever being, and
he continued to slowly stroke it as the show unfolded before him. Looking
over towards Adam and Rachel, he saw they had changed positions as well -
Adam had his head buried between her legs, eating her out, as she gripped
the armrests of the lounger, holding on so tight that her knuckles had
turned white. She tossed her head back and forth with an ecstatic look on
her face, eyes screwed shut tightly, moaning as Adam's tongue worked its
magic.

Adam spread his legs in order to get more comfortable. From where he was
sitting, Jon now had a great view of Adam's ass and nuts, which made him
even harder, if that was possible. His began to stroke himself faster,
knowing that he wasn't going to last much longer.

Suddenly, Rachel gasped loudly as she reached her climax, covering Adam's
face with her juices. He kept licking at her as she came, causing her to
shudder in ecstacy, moaning all the while. Jon looked around, worried that
someone would hear her, but they were alone, which was a good thing. Five
naked teens in the throes of sex on the open deck would require a lot of
explaining. Adam continued to play with her clit with his tongue, and
before long she had grabbed his head with both hands and was pushing him
away. "Oh God, Adam, that was amazing," she panted, "but I'm so sensitive
right now. I need a break."

The sound and smell of Rachel cumming was enough to push Marco over the
edge. His throbbing cock exploded inside of Amy, which set her off into her
orgasm as well. Marco's heavy balls emptied into her and combined with her
sweet nectar into a frothy mixture of semen and ejaculate that ran down his
shaft and pooled under his ass on the lounger. As their respective orgasms
subsided, Amy collapsed onto Marco, her breasts pressing into his heaving
chest. Completely spent, the two of them were oblivious to the world around
them and lay there, breathing heavily, enjoying the close contact.

By this time, Adam had extracted himself from between Rachel's legs and was
sitting on the next lounger over, his cock still standing proud at
attention. Rachel motioned for him to stand beside her, and she grasped his
prick and gave it a few strokes. "Hey, Jon, you look lonely over
there... come stand here on my other side," she called to him.

"Umm, are you sure?" Jon asked. He wasn't expecting that anyone remembered
he was still there.

"Of course. Unless you'd rather not," she replied. "Get your ass over
here."

Jon stood and let his cock point the way until he was standing on Rachel's
left side, facing Adam. She grasped his cock as well, giving it a
squeeze. The boys looked at each other with a smile on their faces as the
girl between them stroked their cocks in unison. Rachel leaned over towards
Adam and replaced her hand with her mouth, gave him a few good sucks, then
did the same for Jon. She then began to stroke both boys in earnest,
knowing that it wouldn't be long for either of them to blow their
load. Before long, Jon reached out and put his hand on Adam's shoulder for
support as he started to cum, spurting stream after stream of his thick
white semen onto Rachel's chest as she continued to stroke him. Jon's
orgasm set Adam off, and the two of them practically covered her torso in
jizz, their seed intermingling on her skin. When the dribbles of cum
finally stopped dripping from his manhood, Jon plopped down on a lounger,
weak in the knees. Adam continued oozing semen a while longer, then
followed suit and collapsed onto a lounger as well.

"Wow, that was intense," Jon said after catching his breath. "Look at what
we did to you, haha... and we don't have any towels here." Rachel looked
down at her body, which was covered in streaks and puddles of teenage cum.

Amy and Marco finally stirred. Getting a look at Rachel, Amy laughed. "Wow,
you guys really did a number on her. Rach, just rub it in... it's good for
the skin..." She stood up slowly, and Marco's deflating penis made a
squishy popping noise as it slipped out of Amy. "Man, we really made a
mess. All of us."

As everyone got up, they looked at the carnage they had left behind. Cum
and female juices had pooled on the loungers, and there were puddles on the
deck in several places. "We can't leave it like this," Jon said, "it's not
fair to the people who clean the decks." He wiped the remaining cum off his
dick and licked his hand clean, provoking a smile from Amy, and put his
pants on. He scurried off to the nearest public washroom and returned a few
minutes later with a fair amount of paper towels. Wetting some of them in
the hot tub, he handed them out to the rest of the teens, and they cleaned
both the furniture and themselves as best they could, then got dressed.

"Thanks again, Rachel, that was amazing," Adam said.

"Yeah, everyone, thanks for the show," Jon added. "That was so hot."

Marco and Amy nodded, then made arrangements to meet up the next morning to
go to the beach, followed by Marco saying his goodnights and wandering off
to his cabin. Amy slung her arm around Jon as the four of them walked off
in the other direction, towards their own cabins.

"Have a good time, Jonny boy?"

"Oh yeah... I don't think I'll be forgetting that anytime soon."

"You'd better not," Rachel teased. "You and Adam nearly drowned me. At
least I didn't get any in my hair."

Amy smiled and reflected on how much Jon had changed over the week, from a
timid boy with little self-confidence into the man he was tonight. She
couldn't help but feel proud for him.

Jon was thinking the same thing. He never in a million years expected the
events of this week to happen, but was so grateful to have made some great
friends. Looking ahead, he had plans to hang around with Mark and Megan the
following day, and he wondered what trouble they would get into.




(And he hoped it wouldn't take another three months to get there.)



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