Date: Fri, 6 Nov 2009 10:27:23 -0500
From: m yonge <myonge@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Cruise To Remember Chapter 2

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A Cruise to Remember Chapter 2

About 45 minutes later dressed for dinner I headed up to the dining room
and to my assigned table.  I noticed by the place cards that Brandon was
sitting a couple seats over from me.  I was early and not too many people
were around so I surreptitiously switched his name with the person next to
me.  That way he would be sitting beside me and he would also be away from
his dad.  It was a win win situation all the way

Brandon and his folks appeared a short time later and after a few moments
of confusion I nodded to Brandon and he "found" his name next to me.  His
Dad said we should change it but with a nudge from his wife and Brandon
saying that it was ok with him they decided to let things go as they
were. "Thanks" he whispered to me.

I said, loud enough for those around to hear and holding my hand out to
him.  "I guess you are sitting beside me, Hi my name is Clay."

"I'm Brandon" he replied playing the game with me.  "That is my Dad Dave
and his... wife Sheryl"

I stood up and shook Dave's hand and nodded to Sheryl who barely
acknowledged me when introduced.  Dave, if he had noticed us together at
all that day was oblivious to it.  He just told Brandon to behave himself.

I noticed shortly after we started eating that the boy's leg suddenly was
touching mine.  Nothing bold or anything, just a steady persistent gentle
pressure of his leg against mine.  I didn't respond at first thinking I
would see if it was by accident or purpose.  However after about a minute
he hadn't moved his leg away, I gently lifted my leg slightly so that it
rubbed against his once.  If his holding his leg against mine was by
accident he would move it now.  He didn't .  "Ok" I thought, "up a level" I
lifted my leg up and down again several times in a row.

This time he responded by doing the same.  I had read him right.  I glanced
over at him and smiled.  He smiled back.  I dropped my napkin between us
and leaned down to get it.  In doing so I took the opportunity to gently
take and squeeze his lower leg.

When I came back up he was grinning at me.

Then loud enough for those immediately around us to hear he `innocently'
started talking about his stateroom and how nice it was.  "What is yours'
like Clay?"

"Oh nothing special" I replied, "not like yours I'm sure"

"You think I could come and see it?"  "Brandon!  (His Father) "You can't
just invite yourself into other people's rooms.  Honestly what does your
mother teach you?"

"It's ok sir, I'm not offended he's just got a healthy curiosity." Then
turning to Brandon again I said "I don't mind Brandon, you can come over,
I'm right across the hall from you"

Dave looked at me and the back at Brandon and kind of shrugged before he
said.  "Well... well just don't make a nuisance of your self."

"I could be a fuckin' axe murderer after his son and he wouldn't care" I
thought

Brandon on the other hand had a huge grin on his face.  I felt his leg
moving up and down against mine.  I smiled back and we continued with our
dinner.

The entire time we were eating I could feel his leg against mine.  I think
the only one that noticed was our young waiter... who was about 20 if that.
He caught my eye at one point, glanced at Brandon and smiled.  I smiled
back and knew that he at least figured something was up between us.  After
that whenever he was serving coffee or water he would make sure that he
would reach between us, always smiling at me.  If I wasn't concentrating on
Brandon at the time I would gladly have taken this guy.  He was quite good
looking.

After dinner I said I was going out on the deck for a walk.  Brandon asked
if he could come to and asked his dad when I nodded in the other man's
direction.  In a stage whisper that only Brandon and I heard his father
said "I don't care! Don't be bothering us tonight either. Sheryl and I want
the room to ourselves."  He glanced at me.  He looked like he was about to
amend what he had said when he realized I had heard but didn't .

Brandon and I got up and went out on the deck.

He was quiet for several minutes as we watched the lights of the
communities along the shore go by.

Finally he said "He really hates me you know"

"You think so Brandon?"

"Yeah, He doesn't care what happens to me.  Where am I s'posed go tonight?
You heard him he doesn't want me back at the cabin."

The kid was right, I couldn't argue with him, but at the same time it was
also fine by me.  I grinned down at him.

"You can come to my room." I grinned at him "I invited you to come see it
remember?"

His whole face suddenly lit up with a smile.  "Yeah!"

Moments later we saw David and Sheryl wandering on deck so we left.  I
don't know if they saw us or not.  We headed back to my cabin.  On the way
we met our waiter, Quinn his name was.

"I've taken to liberty of bringing you some extra towels and accessories
sir" He said to me with a smile, as he glanced at Brandon.  "I trust you
have an enjoyable evening."  With that he passed us and disappeared down
the hall and around a corner.

Brandon stared after him.  "He knows!"  he gasped.

I laughed "I think he does... he's kind of cute too isn't he?"

"Yeah" said Brandon, "He is cute, you think maybe he might be
interested...?"

I nodded "We could ask... but tonight you and I alone."

"For sure Clay"

Moments later we were in my cabin.  True to his word there were extra towel
and a tube of lubricant.  Quinn had also left his card and schedule.  We
would have to make use of that.  The significance of the schedule was not
lost on Brandon.

"Awesome he is off tomorrow night after nine PM!"

I laughed and then drew the boy to me.  "I have been wanting to do this all
day Brandon."  I kissed him full on the mouth my tongue immediately probing
at his lips.  His lips parted for me and our tongues began their erotic
dance of love.

We tore our clothes off with feverish abandon.  Both overwhelmed with lust
for each other.  Standing naked we were once again in each other's arms.  I
lifted him up and lay him on the bed getting in beside him.  If there was
any thought that what I was doing could be or would be construed as rape of
a minor it was only a fleeting thought.  I was no longer thinking with that
"head".

I proceeded to kiss his face, his neck making my journey down his torso
teasing his nipples with kisses and gentle nibbling.  Brandon lay there
allowing me to ravish him, His hands on my head guiding me down, writhing
underneath me with moans of gratification.  I continued to work my way
down, my eyes on the ultimate prize, his throbbing precum leaking rod of
pleasure

Brandon was a well developed lad for his age.  His penis was at least 6
inched long and thick.  As I approached it still licking and kissing his
young body I could feel him quivering with anticipation of what was about
to happen.

"Ohhhnnnn Clay" He groaned "Ohhhhnnn man take me please!  I so want you!"

I felt his hands pushing me to his manhood.  His hips were bucking up to
meet my mouth.

I licked my lips and with one movement engulfed his cock.  Brandon jerked
and let out a loud gasp and my mouth closed down on him, my tongue
immediately swirling around the awesome piece of meat I now had there.  He
tasted so good, I couldn't let go.  I wanted him.  It was like I couldn't
get close enough to him.

Brandon was groaning and writhing under my ministrations urging me on.  It
was not very long after I first took his young cock into my mouth that he
jerked straight out and let out a cry. "Ahhhhhhh Clay!"  and I was the
recipient of volley after volley of hot cum.  He had wrapped his legs
around me, his fingers were digging into my scalp "Ohhhnnnn FUCK CLAY!!! He
hissed at me "This is so fuckin awesome!"

Whne he finally subsided and I got all the cum out of him that I could, I
crawled back up to the top of the bed where he lay panting.  We kissed and
I shared the remainder of his cum with him as he swept my mouth with his
tongue.  As we kissed I felt his hand roaming down to my now achingly hard
cock.

"Can I suck you now Clay?"  he asked whispering.

"Ohhh Brandon I so want you to!"

He repositioned himself with his head on my belly as he slowly sucked my
cock into his mouth.  Fireworks were blasting off in my mind as I felt his
hot young mouth sliding up and down on my cock.  I am not huge by most
standards about seven and a half inches but he soon had all of me in,
bobbing up and down on me.

It was not long before I let out a warning.  I tried to pull away from him
but he would have none of it.  I let loose in the throes of a massive
orgasm.  I couldn't believe how good I felt at that moment.  Brandon was
valiantly fighting a losing battle to take and swallow the cum that was
pulsing in torrents from my cock.

When it finally settled and he looked up at me I could see where the excess
was dripping from his chin.  He crawled back up to me and I kissed him and
then licked his mouth and chin clean.

"That was awesome Brandon" I finally said.  He lay there resting his head
on my shoulder.

"I wish I could stay with you forever Clay" he sighed and then he fell
asleep.

I was woken up in what seemed like a couple minutes later by a soft
knocking at my door. I looked at the clock to see it was already 8 AM.  I
got up putting on my bathrobe and opened to find Quinn standing there.

"Sir" he said softly "The boy's father is looking for him."

He stepped into the room, and quickly pulled a blanket off the bed draping
it over the easy chair to make it look like someone had used it there.

"They came up for breakfast and I guess expected to see the boy there.  I
think they are coming down to find him here.  You should not be found naked
I think" he smiled .

Brandon by now was awake and wondering what was going on.

"Put your shorts on Brandon, your dad is looking for you."

I quickly pulled on my boxers under my robe.

Quinn finished making the room look like two people had slept in two
different locations. And was about to leave when there was a knock at the
door and the sound of a key in the lock.  Quinn stepped aside as the purser
and Dave came in.