Date: Fri, 19 Dec 2008 18:49:28 -0800 (PST)
From: R M <textinboys17@ymail.com>
Subject: Text-a-Boy Service  /  Part 8

Disclaimer: Don't read this if you don't want to, or if you are not
supposed to. And for those of you who are worried about how realistic
something is, don't read this either. It is simply for fun, and the only
way to make it really fun is to make stuff up and be fake. So if you just
want a fun story to get off to, then this is for you. And by the way, this
story takes place in a world without std's.

P.S. I also realize this story would never happen in real life because of
the tracking abilities of cell phones and the "shyness" of men who like
boys, but all that aside, it'd be pretty cool.



Chapter 8

About a month later, I had my birthday. My parents sent me tickets to a
week-long cruise. I was pretty excited, as I had never been on a cruise
before. They said they hoped maybe while I was on the cruise I might find
myself a wife. I laughed to myself, knowing I would most likely find the
exact opposite of that.

The reason I was so excited is because I read the service's guidebook again
to see about cruises. It said the budget allowed them to send a boy or two
on almost every cruise because there were plenty of boys, and even if no
man from the service ended up on the cruise, the boy could just relax and
have a week off. But more often than not, many men in the service end up on
the cruises.

I got all packed up, with some of my favorite clothes, and some fun clothes
for the boy to wear if the occasion comes up, which it probably will with
me being there a week.

I stood there on the balcony of the ship after arriving early, watching all
the boys and other people walk up the ramp onto the boat, practically
drooling over the endless boys who I'd love to have wrapped around my
throbbing dick. I was trying with all my might to figure out who the
designated cruise boy was, but I just couldn't decide. I would have
assigned about 50 of the boys I saw to be waiting for me in some corner of
this floating palace.

After the ship took off and I was sitting in my room looking out the window
at the land falling away, I got a text. I was really surprised. Aparently,
the service could tell I was on a cruise by the tracking system, and sent
me the message.

	rm. 254
	wlk rit in
	anytime
	anyday

My dick jumped while reading the last two lines. This was going to be
exciting. I knew I would have to share the boy with any other men in the
service, but I was willing to do that. I mean, how many men could possibly
be on the ship who will want to fuck this boy the same day and time I'll be
wanting to?

About an hour or two later, maybe about 9 pm, I slowly made my way to the
room. I know, I lasted a whole couple hours, man I have no self control.

I was so nervous walking down that hallway, my dick almost jumping out of
my pants. Good thing I wore my jeans to hide it. My heart was beating out
of my chest, as I got closer. Then I saw the little gold numbers, 245. I
paused only a little bit, and per the instructions, tried the doorknob, but
found it locked. I froze, and then I heard a grunt and some heavy
breathing. Damn, I thought, I'm gonna have to get my timing down better to
get a chance at this boy. If only there was a waiting list or something. Oh
well, at least I had the whole week, right?

I didn't want to interrupt, or to cause a scene, so I quickly walked away
the other direction. After I got almost all the way down the hall, the door
opened. I was nervous, but just in case the guy was done I looked back to
see. I just saw a shirtless man peek out and look both ways down the hall,
and seeming to ignore my presence, went back in the room and closed the
door. Too bad, I guess I'll have to wait. I went back to my room and lay
down on the bed trying to guess how long I should wait until the boy would
be available.

I must have fallen asleep on my bed, because when I finally sat back up, it
was almost 1am. I was hoping against hope that the room would finally be
open, because my little guy was ready to burst. As I got to the room, I was
almost sweating as I tried to knob. This time it turned, and my heart
soared as the door slowly eased open.

The main lights were off, but the desk lamp and tv were on. The room was
basically the same as mine. A couple beds, little desk and chairs, and
dresser with a tv on it. At the other end was the door to the bathroom. I
looked around, and saw through the dim lighting a little figure lying at an
angle on the bed closest to the tv.

This perfect little boy was given a huge room, and by the looks of the
beds, he had been well used all over the place so far tonight. The room
smelled of sex. I guess he had fallen asleep watching tv after an
exhausting workout with the other men. No telling how many of them he had
taken today, though I only knew of the one.

He had dark, messy, medium-length hair, and looked to be about 12 or 13. He
was lying on his back in only tighty whities and socks, with the bed sheet
just pulled loosely over his midsection, the regular blanket having been
dropped off the end of the bed. It was warm in here, so no doubt the sheet
was plenty.

I locked the door behind me, and walked over to the bed. He looked so out
of it. I decided to just go for it and crawled over him on the bed until I
was on all fours above him, but he was still knocked out. I leaned in close
and felt his breath slowly hitting my face. It was so sweet, and I just had
to lean down and kiss his lips. I gave them a little peck, and he licked
them a bit and moved his head, but didn't wake up.

I moved over until I was kneeling on the side of him and ran my hands over
his milky smooth chest and down to his briefs, feeling the lump inside
them. I grabbed the sheet and pulled it all the way off him. I put my
fingers between his legs and tickled his ball sack and up to his shaft,
where I gave him a few strokes. I felt his little dick twitch, but he still
didn't wake up.

I snuggled up against his side as I kept jacking him off through his
undies. He got harder and started moving his hips slightly. Eventually he
bent his legs and leaned away from me, trying to trap my hand in his
crotch, but I pulled it free, feeling his tight ass cheeks rolling up and
hitting my dick on its way. I backed away and rolled off the bed, quickly
undressing completely. It was time to get down to business.

I lay back on the bed, a bit rougher this time, trying to wake him up, and
scooted up against him again, leaking precum against the back of his
underwear.

I reached down to my pants and grabbed my lube. I reached around and jacked
him some more and started lightly humping against his leg. He began to
stir, and I knew he was waking up. FINALLY, I thought.

He thrust harder into my fist as he came too, and I heard him moan and saw
him smile a little. I pushed my dick against his hole and let go of his
dick to pull his briefs down. As they got to the bottom of his ass, he was
fully awake and quickly turned around and looked at me, surprised.

"Sorry, bud, didn't mean to molest you in your sleep, but I just couldn't
help it, with your hot little body just calling to me."

"Oh, uhhh, ok." he said groggily, slowly getting more conscious.

I kept sliding his underwear down to his knees and got my fingers ready to
lube his ass.

"How did you, uh, get in here?" He asked.

Oh crap, I thought, maybe I misread the guide, and he was supposed to get a
break at night or something. Maybe there were different boys taking shifts
for something like a cruise.

"Oh, the uh.. door was open, so I just let myself in. Is that ok?"

While I saw saying this, I was sticking my fingers into his ass, lubing him
up good. He moaned and groaned, looked at the clock and answered,

"Yeah, I guess so, did you lock the door?"

"Yep, no one should be bothering us now."

"Ok, but let's hurry, cuz it's already after midnight."

"It's a deal, buddy. By the way, my name is Mitch."

"I'm Toby."

"Nice to meet you Toby."

I brought my fingers around to his dick again, still with lube on them, to
jack him some more.

"Oh, my god, that feels so good."

"It's about to feel even better buddy."

I told him to pull his cheeks apart as I tried to slide my dick in. I
pushed slowly against the opening I had just worked looser. It went in a
little bit, but I was getting a lot of resistance. I worked at it for a
couple minutes, using my fingers and my dick, jacking him off to keep him
feeling good while I worked at his hot, steamy boy ass.

Eventually I got all the way inside, and sighed at how tight he was. He
also moaned as he finally got to relax and enjoy the feeling, and he even
started thrusting back a little at my dick.

He kicked off his undies and socks with his toes, and rolled over onto his
stomach, and I followed, holding myself in a push-up position above him. I
kept thrusting, slowly able to go faster and harder into his plump, juicy
bottom.

I was kissing his neck and shoulders, pumping rhythmically into him, my
crotch grinding against his squishy mountains.

"Man, you were pretty tight boy, hold long have you been doing this thing?"

"Well, I started a couple months ago, but I've only done it a few times."

It made my dick jump to be having such a newbie to thrust into. They must
have given him the cruise shift to get more experience with the
service. Well, I was surely giving him plenty of "experience" right now.

This was so awesome, I thought to myself, and it must have made me really
excited as well, because soon I could hear the bed creaking. I kept
smashing my hips into him, sliding him up and down the bed, laying against
him with my chest sticking slightly to his back.

I knew I wouldn't last much longer, having had to wait so long to get in
this nice ass. I pulled out, causing him to whimper, but I assured him I
would be pushing back in after a few seconds.

I pulled his legs until they dropped off the edge of the bed, and I moved
him to the corner of the mattress. This caused his hips to bend and legs
open up, giving me a great position to fuck away to the grand finale.

I shoved back in, causing a guttural groan from him. I resumed my
thrusting, which got me a few more squeaks and sighs from Toby. This made
me go faster than before, pushing the mattress a little bit off the bottom
section of the bed. He seemed to be struggling with my hard thrusting.

"Come on, Toby. Take it like a man." I said.

"Yes sir."

This got me going even harder now, and I was coming close to the end. I
reached down and felt his dick, hard as a rock, beneath his sweaty body. I
grabbed it and jacked him to the same beat as my fucks.

"Ohhhhhhh yeah, take it baby, you're about to get a full load."

I heard and felt him coming close to cumming as well. I jacked him harder
and faster until his hips started bucking quickly and his breathing was
loud and fast. Then I suddenly felt his spasms on my dick, so I let go of
his dick and grabbed his waist to finish myself off inside of him.

I held on tight to his soft, smooth sides, and banged his brains out, as
his orgasm made me go off. My cum started rising up, so I pushed hard
against his body and started blasting my loads into his tight boy-pussy.

"Ahhhhhhhh FUCK, Toby, I'm making my baby inside you!"

"Ohhhhh god, this is awesome!" He breathed in his high-pitched, boy voice.

I finished pulsing inside his hole, as the last of my cum had been
drained. I layed on him for only a little bit until I remembered he'd be
wanting to get back to sleep, so I pulled out and started to get dressed.

"Will I see you again?" he asked.

"Hopefully, little buddy, we're both on this thing for a whole week." I
smiled back at him, pulling up my jeans.

He pulled up his undies and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Well, you know what room I'm in, just make sure to get the timing right to
meet up with me."

"Of course, sorry about that."

"No, it's fine, at least it all worked out."

I said my goodbyes and left, locking the door behind me, to let him get his
sleep.

I was only gone about a minute or two when I realised I'd left my lube on
the bed, so I turned around to get it. I didn't think the other guys would
mind, but I didn't want to be without lube if I really needed to slide into
some tight boy bottom.

As I turned down toward his hall again, I saw the same man from before
coming down the opposite side. I guess he was already up for seconds,
except this time he had a woman with him. This is weird, I thought. A few
doors down from the boy's room, I stepped back into the small recess of the
door to my left so the man wouldn't see me.

I heard moaning coming from behind the door I was leaning against, and
thought this ship is full of fucking tonight. I leaned out and saw the man
open the boy's door with a key. A key? He kissed the woman he was with, as
he entered and shut the door.

I was trying to wrap my mind around this, when the door behind me suddenly
opened, and I almost fell inside. I turned around shocked and embarassed,
only to see a smiling man leaving, and laughing at my fall.

"I guess you're next pal," he said to me, "I got him all ready for
ya'. This is some vacation ain't it?"

With that, he slapped me on my shoulder and headed off down the hall.

I turned and looked into the room and for the most part, it looked exactly
like the one I had just left, only it was a slightly older blond boy laying
on the bed. He was completely naked, cum dripping out of his ass, sheets
all over the bed.

"You comin' in?" He asked me.

I was too confused to say anything, but since I had already had a fuck, I
slowly shook my head and closed the door.

As it closed, I saw the gold numbers staring me in the face.

	254

Oh. My. God!

What room had a just gone into to fuck that boy? I counted down and
realized it had been 245. I'd switched the numbers.

Were those people that boy's parents? That would've explained the fucking I
heard earlier.

My mind was swirling. I couldn't believe this had just happened.

I slowly walked back to my room, noting where this new room was, making
sure I would get the right one next time. But now, apparently, I had two
possible rooms to go to.

Some vacation indeed!



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