Date: Mon, 4 Feb 2013 05:15:40 -0500
From: drmoocow@gmail.com
Subject: Seven Days of Pleasure (Chapter 4)

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it or not, I'm not here to stop you.

The entire story is fiction, including all characters (though I wish they
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much as I let him edit, anyways. :D


SEVEN DAYS OF PLEASURE

Chapter 4
Day 3 (Sea Day), daytime
(teen, m/m)


Andrew was sitting on the couch, concentrating so he wouldn't pee
himself. His sister had been in the bathroom for 45 minutes, and attempts
at hurrying her up had only resulted in screaming from the other side of
the door. Finally, she emerged and was almost bowled over by Andrew in his
haste to get to the toilet.

He ripped his shorts down and aimed his dick at the toilet as he couldn't
hold the stream back any longer. He hadn't even had time to shut the door,
so he got a "nice ass, Andrew" from his sister as she passed the open
door. He was so relieved that he didn't even care at that moment.

After he finished up and washed his hands, he returned to the bedroom part
of the cabin and looked around. There was a queen size bed that his mother
and one of his sisters shared, a sofabed that he was sleeping on and a
Pullman bed lowered out of the wall for his youngest sister, all in a space
that didn't look like could support it. "Man," he thought to himself, "I
really hope Eric's parents are cool with me moving in with him. This is
ridicuous."

That morning at breakfast, he felt a tap on his shoulder. Looking around,
he found Eric standing behind him. Andrew turned his chair and greeted his
friend, and offered him a seat at the table. "Hey, man, how's it going?"

Eric smiled and said, "I talked to my parents this morning, and they're
cool with you moving in, if you want to."

Andrew sighed in relief. "That's great, man. You're such a great friend. I
just about pissed myself this morning waiting for my sister. Now I guess
all I need to do is talk to my mom about it. I wonder what she'll say...."

After Andrew finished eating, he and Eric went in search of Andrew's
mother. They found her poolside, reading the latest crime novel by James
Patterson. "Hi, dear... oh, and who's this?"

"Mom, this is my friend Eric. Eric, my mom."

"Pleased to meet you, Ms. Farriss," Eric said, offering his hand.

"Oh, such a gentleman," Andrew's mom said, evoking a slight blush from
Eric.

"Mom, Eric and I have something to talk to you about. You know how we're
crammed into our cabin like sardines, right.... Well, Eric's offered to let
me move in with him. That is, if you're ok with it."

"Wow, that's not exactly a small offer. I'm sure Eric's parents wouldn't
want to have to put up with someone else in their cabin."

"Actually, ma'am, I spoke with my parents this morning about it. I'm in my
own cabin by myself, in an adjoining cabin to theirs. They don't mind the
change, if you're alright with it as well," Eric said.

"Well... it WOULD make things easier in our cabin, and I know Andrew is
having problems with three girls and one bathroom... I'd have to speak to
your parents myself, though, to make sure for myself that they don't mind."

"That's no problem, Ms. Farriss. If you're going to be here for a few
minutes, I'll go find them and bring them up to meet you."

"Well, Eric, that's very kind of you. Yes, I'll be here for at least
another hour or so," Andrew's mother said, smiling. "Andrew, you could do
well for yourself to be as polite as your friend here."

"Yes, mom," Andrew replied, in that tone of voice reserved for
oh-my-god-you're-so-stupid-parents.

Eric and Andrew went off in search of Eric's parents. In the elevator, Eric
turned to Andrew. "So just making sure... you're ok with me being gay,
right? I mean, I'm not going to try anything on you, but some people..."

"Eric, it's fine," Andrew interrupted. "You don't need to worry about any
of that. In fact, I've noticed you noticing me, and I'm flattered."

Eric blushed at that. "I'm sorry you saw that... I was trying to be subtle
about it."

"Eric, really, it's fine. I don't mind. I actually kinda like it. And
between you and me, I'm kind of curious what it would be like with another
guy, so who knows what might happen."

Eric perked up at that, and was about to reply, but right then the elevator
doors opened and an older couple got on the elevator. Eric looked at Andrew
with a twinkle in his eye and a smile on his face.

* * * *

Eric found his parents in the ship's jewellery store and introduced them to
Andrew. Pleasantries exchanged, Eric told them what Andrew's mother had
said.

"Oh, that's fine, dear, let me just buy this and we'll go meet her," Eric's
mother said. She brought the bracelet she was trying on up to the cash
desk, and Andrew's eyes bugged out when he saw the price ring up at $599.

"I told you they were loaded," Eric whispered to Andrew.

The four of them proceeded up to the pool deck and over to where Andrew's
mother was laying in the sun. Introductions were exchanged and the topic of
the boys rooming together was raised.

"Are you sure you don't mind Andrew moving in with Eric? That's a big
undertaking."

"Oh, no, dear, that's perfectly alright with us. Eric's got the room in his
cabin, and really, keeping an eye on two 15 year olds can't be any harder
than one, can it?" Eric's mother said. Andrew and Eric exchanged a look,
each thinking that Eric's mother must have no idea what two 15 year old
boys can get up to.

"Well, if you're ok with it... I guess I'm fine with it too. Thank you very
much for your hospitality. If anything happens, please don't hesitate to
send him home," Andrew's mother said, causing big grins to appear on both
boys' faces.

"Think nothing of it. Whatever makes Eric happy, as long as it's
reasonable, we're pleased to do for him," Eric's father offered. "Both his
mother and I work so much that it's not fair to him, so we try to be
flexible where we can, and it appears that both our sons are happy with
this arrangement."

"Well, Andrew, I guess you've got some packing to do," said his mother, "if
you're going to be moving cabins, you'll want all your stuff with you. And
remember, behave yourself. If I get a call from Eric's parents, I'm not
going to be very happy with you. And we'll still have dinners together as a
family, just so I know you're still alive and all that." Andrew nodded
repeatedly, agreeing to all his mother's terms.

"And we'll need to get you a key," said Eric's father. "Let's go see about
that, and then you boys can work out the logistics." Turning to Andrew's
mother, he said, "It was a pleasure to meet you. We're in cabin 1058 if you
need us, and the boys are in 1060." They said their goodbyes, and went down
to the guest relations desk to get Andrew his new key card.

* * * *

"What do you mean, you're leaving?" asked Andrew's sister when they
returned to pick up Andrew's clothes.

"I'm changing cabins, moving in with my friend. I just couldn't stand
mornings with you two hogging the bathroom," Andrew said as he started
tossing his clothes into a suitcase. "Now I won't have to worry about it
anymore."

"Well, that's not fair! Does mom know you're doing this?"

"Of course, duh. She just met with Eric's parents, and everything's
fine. Now leave me alone so I can get packed."

A few minutes and several snarky comments later, Andrew was ready to go. He
handed his backpack to Eric and picked up his suitcase. "So long, suckers."

As soon as they were in the elevator and the doors closed, Eric burst out,
"Were you serious about what you said before? About being bi-curious and
all that?"

"Serious as a heart attack. I don't think I could tell any of my friends
back home about that, though. So this might be my only opportunity to
experiment."

They tested Andrew's key card, which worked perfectly, and set about
unpacking his clothes. Once that task was done, Andrew sat on the couch,
and Eric set upon the edge of the bed. "So, I guess we should call the
cabin steward to split the beds, or how do you want to handle it?" asked
Eric.

"I'd say leave it configured as a queen bed, like you have it now, unless
you think your parents would wonder about that," Andrew replied.

"Let's leave it as is, and if they say anything, we'll tell them we haven't
seen the cabin steward yet. I doubt they'll even notice, though, they never
come in here."

"Sounds good. Let's move out onto the balcony, shall we?" asked Andrew. "I
haven't been in a cabin with a balcony before."

"Sure thing."

Out on the balcony, the sun shone in, bathing both boys in its warm
caress. Andrew took off his shirt and threw it back into the cabin. Eric
soon followed suit.

"So, Eric, tell me. When did you figure out you were gay?"

"I guess I've known for the last two years or so, when we started showering
after phys ed in school. I sometimes check out the other guys in the locker
room, when I don't think I'll get caught. It's not easy, though, because I
start to get hard when I see them in the showers. This one kid got a stiffy
once, and he still hasn't lived that down. I'm afraid that will happen to
me sometime."

"Yeah, I hear ya. I sometimes go skinny dipping with my friends at my
friend Skipper's place, and there's usually one or two of us hard at any
given time. Luckily there's only a little bit of teasing, as it's happened
to all of us at one point."

The boys reflected on this for a moment, then Eric said, "Andrew, can I,
uh, put my arm around you?"

"Go for it."

Eric slid over and put his arm around Andrew's waist. The boys looked out
at the water passing by, enjoying a quiet moment of affection. Andrew put
his head on Eric's shoulder, savouring the closeness shared between them.

"Wanna go inside?" Andrew murmured.

"Sure."

The boys re-entered the cabin and closed the balcony door. Eric went to
ensure that the hallway door and the adjoining door were both locked, and
the two of them sat on the couch, close enough so their legs
touched. Andrew put his arm around Eric's shoulders and Eric put his head
on Andrew's shoulder.

After a few minutes, Eric put his hand on Andrew's stomach and gently
rubbed until Andrew's cock stirred in his pants. Eric's hand slowly trailed
down Andrew's torso until it rested on his thigh.

"Hmm?" Eric asked wordlessly.

"Mmmhmm," Andrew consented.

Eric's hand moved from Andrew's thigh onto his crotch, where his cock was
awakening to full mast. Eric awkwardly undid Andrew's belt and pants, then
reached in and took hold of the growing cock.

"Hold on a sec," said Andrew. He removed his arm from Eric's shoulder,
raised up off the couch and slid his pants down and kicked them off,
leaving him in his boxers. He replaced his arm around Eric's shoulders and
settled back into the couch.

Eric now had easier access to Andrew's cock, which by this time was
standing at full attention, pushing his boxers out. He reached into the leg
hole of the boxers and grabbed a hold of Andrew's prick and pulled it out
into the open. "Wow, man, you really have a nice cock."

"Thanks."

Eric gave Andrew a few strokes, then bent his head down and licked the head
of Andrew's manhood. "Mmmm, that feels good," Andrew moaned.

Eric moved down to the floor onto his knees, between Andrew's legs. He
pulled Andrew's boxers off completely, and for the first time was able to
get a good look at his new friend. What he saw was a blond god, in his
eyes. Andrew's cock was about 6" long, circumsized, decently thick,
standing below a neatly trimmed bush of light brown hair. His ball sac hung
down low, with the two egg-shaped orbs contained within. Eric stuck out his
tongue and licked from the base of Andrew's cock to the head, provoking
another moan.

Gaining confidence, Eric enveloped Andrew in his mouth and sank down,
taking in about three quarters of the length of his cock, then pulled
up. Andrew whimpered in ecstacy as Eric slowly bobbed his head up and down.

Andrew, breathing heavily, pulled Eric off his cock. "Need to take a break,
or I'm going to lose it. Let me do you for a few minutes."

They switched positions, Eric disrobing in the process. Andrew now knelt
between Eric's legs, looking up at Eric's cock. Not quite as long as
Andrew's, but just as thick, his prick stood pointing towards the ceiling,
a drop of precum glistening on the end. Andrew leaned over and tentatively
licked the tip, tasting precum for the first time. Deciding he liked the
flavour, he took the head of Eric's dick into his mouth and started
sucking. He went down, and was able to take about half in his mouth before
feeling it poking the back of his throat.

"Mmm, are you sure you haven't done this before?" asked Eric, breathlessly.

Andrew removed Eric's dick from his mouth, and said, "No, first time, but
I'm really enjoying this," then went back to sucking his friend's cock.

The two boys switched positions a few times as orgasm approached, to
prolong the feeling. After a while, Eric ignored Andrew's warnings of a
pending orgasm and kept sucking. He tongued the slit in Andrew's cock as
Andrew grunted, and was rewarded with splurt after splurt of hot cum. Eric
sucked for all he was worth, until Andrew tapped his shoulder, saying he
was too sensitive.

"My God, that was amazing, you're an expert at that," Andrew gasped as he
tried to catch his breath. "Give me a minute to recover and I'll finish you
off."

True to his word, Andrew resumed his place between Eric's legs and began
sucking again. A few minutes later, Eric grunted and unleashed his load of
cum into Andrew's mouth. Andrew wasn't prepared for the amount of cum, nor
the force behind it, and cum dribbled out both sides of his mouth as he
tried to keep up. About half of Eric's load ended up on his body, in his
pubes or on his balls. Andrew took his time licking up each drop, not
wanting to miss a bit.

When he was finished, he plopped down beside Eric on the couch, leaned over
and planted a kiss on Eric's lips. Startled at first, Eric pulled back, but
immediately returned the kiss with his friend, their tongues touching, and
each boy able to taste his own semen in the other's mouth.

After the kiss finished, they looked deep into each other's eyes. An
unspoken bond had been formed between them.

A few minutes passed as each basked in the afterglow of a powerful
orgasm. Finally, Eric said, "I guess we should start getting ready for
dinner, it's formal night tonight." The boys untangled from each other, and
Eric went to shower.

While Eric was in the shower, Andrew took a few minutes to reflect on the
experience. He'd fantasized about sharing blowjobs with Skipper back home,
but was afraid to broach the subject. Now, having experienced that with
Eric, maybe it was worth the risk.

Eric finished up in the shower, and Andrew took his place. Upon exiting the
bathroom, instead of finding Eric getting dressed, he spotted his friend on
the balcony in the nude. Andrew joined him on the balcony, standing behind
him and wrapping his arms around Eric, looking over Eric's shoulder out
towards the horizon. The two of them embraced, sharing a new love, looking
off into the sunset.



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