Date: Sun, 7 Dec 1997 03:28:27 EST
From: Kemer <Kemer@aol.com>
Subject: Free Willy 4 - The Cruise

Adults Only -  S/M, Spanking, and Gay Male Sex

Free Willy 4 - The Cruise

By Kemer
(kemer @ aol.com)

When Jesse graduated from high school, reality set in. He only had a vague
sense of what he wanted to do with his life. He was only an average
student, but he figured he'd have to go to college in order to fulfill his
dream of working with whales professionally. He needed to earn some money,
since he had no scholarship offers, but he did have a small degree of media
celebrity. Though he was now grown, he was still recognized often as the
boy who had "freed Willy" more than once. That celebrity brought Jesse an
unusual job offer. A cruise line offered him a position leading whale
watches. The pay was a lot more than any of his other prospects, so he
called them and went to see them. The two men who ran the company met
him. They explained that the cruises were a month long, so they always were
on the lookout for different ways to entertain their customers over the
length of the cruise. To them, it was worth paying him so they could
advertise that the whale watches were led by the Free Willy boy. To Jesse,
this was the perfect job, and his mind raced with how he would structure
the curriculum, running the watches like classes.

Then reality entered. They asked him his age. Seventeen. "We can't use
you. You have to be at least 18 to be on board one of our cruises. It's
adults only, strictly enforced." Jesse's heart sank, the perfect job lost,
when he realized and shouted, "I'll be eighteen in three weeks!" The first,
month-long cruise started in two weeks, but they hired Jesse anyway. The
whale watches would be taught in a separate boat, so he would work out of
that, teaching two classes that first week. They'd fly him to the
port-of-call they would be at on his birthday and he could officially join
the crew. They'd celebrate with a party in his honor. Of course Jesse
accepted. What a blast it would be.

During the next two weeks, Jesse got to see the cruise ship several times
as he met with his fellow staffers on the docked ship. They were mostly
guys in their twenties and thirties, very friendly and helpful. Some of the
guys never seemed to wear shirts. There seemed to be no dress code aboard
this ship, Jesse noted. Jesse himself wore progressively less clothes each
time he went, and wouldn't you know they'd take the staff photos the day he
wore his tight white tank top. Jesse developed crushes on several of the
hunky guys, who seemed to pay him a lot of attention.

An art director made a series of posters under the heading of "Meet the
Crew." They hung in the reception area where the passengers got on. Jesse's
poster had his name at top, a large full-body shot of him in shorts and
tanktop, surrounded by smaller pictures from the media of Willy and the
younger Jesse, including one of him bare-chested at age fifteen. Jesse had
always liked that picture - it made him look cute - but he was glad he had
put on twenty pounds of muscle since then. It made him feel better about
hanging with a boatload of studly men.

On the day the passengers arrived, Jesse wore a finely pressed dress
uniform, as indeed all of the crew that made it to the deck did
likewise. Jesse even made a small speech at the urging of the crowd after
the captain announced his name. The crowd was all men, and they gave him a
loud ovation when he finished speaking. They seemed to like him. As Jesse
left the ship, he had a chance to study the crowd. He was then certain that
he had signed up for a gay men's cruise. He had not wanted to ask and they
previously had not told him. He secretly hoped that it was. And now he was
actually going to have a ship full of gay men celebrating his eighteenth
birthday. Just the thought of it inspired exciting sexual fantasies in
Jesse, and he wrote them down.

Before the ship had left, Jesse had unloaded his luggage in his cabin. They
had given him a small cabin, but it was all his. That way he didn't have to
worry about bringing his luggage when he was to join them on his
birthday. He had two days off and then he was to lead a whale watch, two
days off and a second watch and then he was to join the crew. Since he had
packed his best clothes, Jesse bought a new outfit to go whale watching
in. His wetsuit was already aboard the small whale-watching boat.

He arrived in a white button down short-sleeve shirt with a tan knee length
bathing suit and dock shoes.  The class went really well. The guys were all
attentive to what he said. They were mostly good-looking young guys wearing
speedos. Most of the guys did not have wetsuits so when they snorkeled and
swam with dolphins, they just went in with their skimpy bathing
suits. Jesse and a few others wore their wetsuits but they were not really
necessary since the water was so warm. After snorkeling, they had a picnic
lunch. Some of the fellows with wetsuits took them off and, having nothing
on underneath, went naked for the picnic. Other exhibitionists joined in
and took off their bathing suits. After eating, many of the horny dudes
congregated in groups or paired off in dark corners down below.

Jesse was also naked underneath his wetsuit, but he was more modest. When
he had originally changed into his wetsuit, he had done so in the privacy
below, but once the picnic had started, there were no more private spaces.
So he returned to the deck and took it off in front of those guys who had
stayed up on the deck. He tried not to look self-conscious, but he put his
shorts on quick enough that he was actually completely naked for no more
than five seconds. When he reach over to grab his shirt, one of the guys
grabbed his wrist. It was one of his fellow crewmembers, Adam, who had come
to assist on the watch, and was showing by example that nudity was
acceptable. "Come on, Jesse. It's a gorgeous day. You don't need to wear a
shirt." Jesse put the shirt down and smiled, glancing slyly at Adam's
partially erect cock. Adam, a dark twenty-something stud-muffin with a
well-muscled hairy chest, was one of the shirtless staff that Jesse had
been fantasizing about.  "You're right, Adam, I'll leave it off." For a
moment, Jesse thought about what it would be like if he could suck that big
cock. It looked to be as big as his own when half-hard, and he knew with
pride that he was a well-hung young man. Thinking like that was all it took
to get Jesse's own dick to start to swell. An eighteen-year old gay virgin
at the height of his sexual prowess and horniness, Jesse's fantasies
involved mysterious undersea races of naked satyr-like warriors who would
kidnap and ravage him. Adam could very well be the prince of the mermen,
the way he looked naked. Adam's hard hairy body right before him following
after hours of staring at guys, some who were fondling each other, really
got to Jesse. His dick got completely hard and tented out the front of his
bathing suit. He turned quickly and excused himself, citing something to
check on in the front. But Adam had seen it all, since he was watching
Jesse's body intensely the whole time, and knew what he was looking for.

Food and work distracted Jesse enough that his hard-on subsided and he soon
felt comfortable rejoining the others. He remained bare-chested for the
rest of the day, and socialized with as many of the guests as
possible. Everyone treated him with respect, asking him questions about sea
life and ships. Throughout the day, he noticed guys were checking him
out. But it made him feel good. He was checking enough of the other guys
out that he was glad to be able to exhibit his own charms. He stayed away
from the area down below, where more and more of the guests had disappeared
to, since he knew there was sex going on there. He was intensely curious
about it, and often would squint to see if he could see anything. But he
was also afraid they would get in trouble since he was still underage for a
few more days. As the boat neared shore, Adam approached Jesse at the base
of the stairs. "I think it's wise that you don't go down there, Jesse. At
least not today. I'm going to go down there and break them up since we're
going to dock soon. Give me a hug." Adam pulled Jesse to him and gave him a
big affectionate hug. Jesse hugged back, holding him tightly. "You did a
great job today. With word of mouth, everyone on board will want to go on
the whale watches. Probably more than once. You are very charismatic for
one so young. Your enthusiasm for whales is contagious. I'm going to tell
Mark what a good job you did. I'd ask you out for a drink with me on ship,
but I know you're underage."

Jesse smiled and tried to stay cool. "I've researched the islands that we
are stopping at, and they have a drinking age of 18. When we get to them
next week, can I have a rain check?"

"Definitely. My treat. Hey, I better get down below before we dock. I'll
see you in three days for the next whale watch. I'm definitely going
again. And next time, address the only real criticism I've heard about
you. You wear too much clothes." With that, Adam headed downstairs, still
naked. Jesse flushed red slightly embarrassed. He could hear hoots and
hollers from the passengers down below, and they were talking about Adam's
hot body and what they wanted to do with it. Adam could be heard laughing
it off, telling them to wait for another time.

On his days off, Jesse went shopping for some bikini bathing suits. He
didn't own any, and they seemed to be what everyone was wearing on the
cruise. He had outgrown the speedos he wore when he was briefly on the high
school swim team a few years ago. He settled on four of them, including one
that only had a front, no back, so if he felt comfortable about it, he
could completely show off his ass. Those ought to complete his cruise
wardrobe, since it seemed that many of the more substantial clothes he had
packed, already in his cabin, would probably not get worn much. His
stepparents were out of town and he spent most of his time those days in
his room masturbating.

Adam reported to his boss, Mark, one of the owners, who was also Jesse's
boss. Adam had had one main task to perform on the whale watch: to find out
if Jesse was gay. He reported that he was about 90% certain that he was,
talking about Jesse's hard-on and his curiosity about all the guys having
sex. Adam talked enthusiastically about how he had seen Jesse's beautiful
bare butt briefly and how he had gotten Jesse to leave his shirt off. He
talked of Jesse's freckled shoulders, round taut pecs, and firm abdomen
with just a touch of baby fat. Mark had chosen Jesse for the job partially
because his instinct told him Jesse was gay, so he was pleased. Mark had
thought Jesse was gorgeous since media clips about his oceanic heroism but
he did not want to exploit Jesse in any way. He hoped that he could provide
Jesse a forum for coming into his own, using all his talents. Jesse would
fit in real well in the group of flirty young crew-members informally
called the Bare Bottom Boys while also expanding his ocean oriented
resume. In the long run, maybe in five years if his cruise business went
well, Mark saw himself as a world-traveling leather-daddy master, a guy
with a slave-boy. Jesse had the look Mark liked, and he was accomplished on
his own, a desirable trait as far as Mark saw it. "Well, Adam, on the next
whale watch, you're going to have to find out how Jesse wants to celebrate
his birthday. If possible, I want you to be 100% certain he's gay, too. I
want to spank him for his birthday, as is the tradition. As you can
imagine, I want to take it pretty far, and I want to do it in public. I
want to let others, you included, spank him too. My take is that that is
exactly what Jesse wants too. A bare butt spanking."

"Mark, you're getting me hard just thinking about it. I'll see what I can
find out."

Two days later, when the second group of participants on the whale watch
arrived from the cruise liner, Jesse greeted them enthusiastically. His
manner had changed. Recognizing on his free days that he could think of
nothing but sex, Jesse maturely realized that now was surely the time to be
bold and go for it. Gone was any shyness. He made eye contact with everyone
and shook hands firmly. And he did all of this dressed in nothing but a
skimpy bikini Tyr competitive suit. He was determined to improve his
previous showing in the class. By showing off his body. In class, it got
even more brazen. Jesse got his suit wet, so his impressive cock and balls
could be seen clearly through the tight wet nylon. He swam and snorkeled in
just the bikini also. When he helped guys with their gear, he touched them
softly, and let them touch him. Adam stayed back and watched, impressed. He
got what he and Mark wanted. He knew Jesse was gay.

After a full day of fun in the sun, the picnic again turned into a sex
session, for the passengers and Adam and Jesse found a chance to talk. Adam
was again nude and Jesse still had on only his soaked bikini. "I admit,
Jesse, that you've topped yourself. You look marvelous. You obviously work
out. We have a really nice gym on board. I do personal training and
massage."

"I've never had either. But I'm willing to try. Thanks, Adam."

"You're not self-conscious that I want to touch you all over?

"I'm honored. A guy like you can get any guy he wants."

"Let's hope so. Hey, that reminds me, you know your birthday party in two
days? The guys really want to spank you. Eighteen, you know."

"Eighteen swats? I don't mind."

"Well, it'll probably be a lot more than 18, since there are a lot of us
that want to spank you. Eighteen doesn't come every day. And there's
separate eighteens with hands and paddles and stuff..."

"Listen, Adam, I'm game for anything. As long as you promise to keep an eye
on me."

Adam took a look down at his big fat cock, which was hardening and standing
up, and then looked into Jesse's eyes. "Jesse, I can't keep my eyes off
your ass." Adam turned and walked down below. Once again Jesse could hear
the hollers, and one guy yelled out, "Adam, fuck me with that big thing."

Meanwhile, Mark was getting a little jealous of the way Adam had praised
Jesse. Even though he wanted Jesse to help himself to all the delightful
possibilities on the cruise once he turned 18, he couldn't help but be
jealous of Adam, who was much closer to Jesse's age. So he decide to move
Jesse's cabin so it would not be so close to Adam's and would be closer to
Mark's. He did it while Adam was away with Jesse on the whale watch. He
repacked Jesse's suitcases himself. This actually gave him the chance to
see what kind of reading material Jesse brought along. Perhaps there would
be proof that he was gay. Instead he hit the jackpot in a different way. He
found Jesse's journal.

Early entries in Jesse's journal were obviously written long ago and
detailed his love for whales and the sea and briefly told the tales of
freeing Willy. But later entries covered Jesse's sexual fantasies. Jesse
had written a tale of an undersea race of mermen who swam naked through the
seas. A young man, Jason, is lost at sea but saved by a whale and delivered
to them. They subject him to torturous rituals as a way of testing his
worthiness to join their tribe. The boy suffers being bound, whipped,
paddled, spanked. He sucks their cocks. Jesse went into great detail
describing how Jason is fucked hard up the ass by the tribal king and his
subsequent fucking by the other mermen. They torture him in various other
ways as well. Eventually through exhibiting his strength and bravery and
through sexual contact with his captors, Jason gains the power to swim
naked beneath the sea at deep pressures breathing water. The detail to
which Jesse had gone impressed Mark, and reading it gave him a
hard-on. Surely this boy is a masochist, writing such things before he has
even turned 18. Obviously, Mark eagerly awaited Adam's report on the second
whale watch, but also now he really couldn't wait for Jesse's birthday to
arrive.

Mark and Adam compared stories and both realized that Jesse was probably
home fantasizing about what they were going to do for his birthday, and
they discussed not disappointing him. He had officially approved via Adam a
major spanking session with lots of guys. They knew they could go pretty
far with the spanking, since they had the birthday tradition to fall back
on. But any other masochistic activity, all the things they knew they had
experts on board in, which Jesse himself had written about, were more
problematic. First, just because he wrote about those things doesn't mean
Jesse wants all that done to him. Who's to say the character of Jason is
actually a stand-in for Jesse? And secondly, Mark really should not have
read his private diary. So, to play it safe, they planned the birthday
punishments in two parts. First, the spanking and the paddling, with as
many guys as will join in, as long as they can stretch it out, in 18-swat
increments. Mark knew from experience that after a brutal paddling, boytoys
are highly suggestive about doing other things. At that point, Mark would
indicate privately that he knows of Jesse's fantasy and offer to make it
real. Hopefully, he'll go along with it. Adam said, "When you tell him, do
it by calling me by the name of the merman prince in his story. I'll have
my cock in his mouth at the time, just like the prince did with Jason. You,
of course, can play the merman king." Mark agreed that sounded like a great
plan.

Jesse awoke on his birthday and shaved and showered. His stepparents had
returned the night before. They had breakfast with him and gave him
presents and wished him well. He would be gone for three weeks, and if all
went well, do two other month-long cruises after one week off. They
wouldn't be seeing him much for now. Symbolically it was like he was
leaving the house, becoming a man. He had lunch in his dress outfit at the
port-of-call with Mark and the other owner, Derek. They welcomed him warmly
to the crew and actually told him they were giving him full pay for the
first week since he had done such a good job. Derek was not going on the
cruise, but he expressed his support for Mark and his executive staff. He
stressed that although it was all guys on board, no one need feel
pressured, that they could do what they wanted. The crew was a fun loving
respectable group and he felt Jesse had fit right in already. Derek
stressed that all passengers signed statements of confidentiality agreeing
not to discuss with others, especially media, anything that happened on
ship. That allowed even famous people to feel comfortable on the cruise,
and they often did have celebrity passengers. Confidentiality would help
Jesse as well, since he was slightly famous.

When lunch was over, Jesse and Mark went on to the ship, with the birthday
party scheduled for two hours later. Mark took Jesse to his new cabin,
explaining that they decided he deserved a larger space. He brought Jesse
to his own cabin, which was nicely decorated. He had a number of torture
implements and sex toys laid out on a table.  Mark was a tall handsome
macho thirtyish man and Jesse felt particularly boyish in his presence. "Do
these sorts of things frighten you, Jesse?"

"Actually, they kind of excite me."

"Oh really? Good answer. I just wanted to give you one chance to back out
of your spanking. No one would think less of you."

"No, sir, Mark. I want to be spanked. It is my birthday, after all."

"I'm planning to spank you first with my bare hands. But I will bring these
items to the party, and I know there are other men who are both passengers
and crew members who will have brought other items with them to use in
punishing boys like you. Do you see any items you would rather we did not
use?"

"No, sir. I am brave and strong."

"Very well, but be assured you need only ask me and I will stop any
particular person from any action you might veto.'

"Thank you, sir. I appreciate the opportunity you have given me. This ship
is a real turn-on for me. I must admit that I have thought often of being
dominated by men."

"Very well, Jesse. Use your next two hours as you wish. I'll see you at the
party." After Jesse left, Mark started packing his gear in a duffel bag. He
was particularly psyched that Jesse had not been turned off by any of the
tools he had seen. Among the items were butt plugs and a dildo. Jesse had
signaled him that even his hole was not off limits.

Jesse spent the next hour at the gym. He had a feeling his body would be on
display that evening so he lifted weights to buff himself up. Then he
showered and dressed. He went to the party dressed in tight black Calvin
Klein shorts and a tight black T-shirt. A cheer went up from the assembled
guys when Jesse entered the room. They drank a toast to him and a band
played music. Various guys hugged and kissed Jesse wishing him happy
birthday as he hung around and socialized. Some men kidded him about his
spanking and even squeezed his buns. A large pile of envelopes represented
Jesse's birthday presents. Everyone that chose to could write him a note
offering him something for his birthday. He could read them after the party
and redeem them later in the cruise. Boy, Jesse thought, I wondered what I
would be doing on the days I don't have whale watches scheduled. I guess I
know now. Socializing, redeeming presents, what a deal. The party went on
for several hours until at its height, the time for the spanking arrived.

Mark spoke briefly and welcomed Jesse and sat in a chair on the
stage. There was a chair, a St. Andrews cross, a sling, and massage table
on the stage. Jesse came up and spoke briefly and then lay down over Mark's
lap. Mark administered eighteen quick spanks on the back of his shorts,
while the audience counted them out. Mark then shoved Jesse up on his knees
facing the audience and pulled his T-shirt over his head and off. He stood
Jesse up and let the audience get a good look at the teenager's hairless
torso. He put Jesse back down and spanked him eighteen more times. Then he
put leather bands around Jesse's wrists and made him stand before the
cross, with his bare back facing the crowd. He raised Jesse's hands high
and wide over his head in an X shape and attached the leather bands to
bolts on the cross so Jesse was stretched up in an exposed position on his
tiptoes. Then he reached down and undid Jesse's zipper and let his shorts
fall to the ground. Jesse was not wearing any underwear, something Mark
loudly complimented him for. Jesse's hard round young white ass was
revealed to the cheering audience. Mark starting spanking harder on the
bare cheeks, aiming each swat at a different place and watching the buns
turn red, doling out eighteen on the right cheek then eighteen on the
left. Jesse was stoic, taking his punishment in silence so far. But he was
enjoying it. Mark reached down and gripped Jesse's hard cock. "In case
you're wondering," Mark announced, and then turned Jesse around so his
front faced the audience, "Yes, the birthday boy is enjoying himself." The
crowd screamed as Jesse's fully erect boner stood revealed. Jesse had a
long thick circumcised piece of meat. Pre-cum dripped from the head
already, and Mark had barely begun. He put a tight leather cock ring on
Jesse that made his big dick stick out even more. Then he proceeded to turn
him back around and did 18 with a riding crop, 18 with a paddle, and 18
with a cane. Jesse started to yell during the paddle, and yelled all
through the cane. When he was done with the cane, Mark felt up Jesse's
sweaty chest. His nipples were hard like his cock. He asked if Jesse had
had enough. Jesse responded, "I can take more, sir."

So Mark changed Jesse's position. He laid him on the table face down. He
tied his wrists and ankles. He tied a rope around Jesse's cock to pull it
back below him, to rest stretched out on the table between his legs. And
then he offered the naked birthday boy's body to the crowd. Adam came
forward first and took off all his clothes. He passed his hard dick before
Jesse's face before he went to work. Jesse clearly opened his mouth as if
to suck it but Adam had other plans for now. He picked up the riding crop
and worked over Jesse's inner thighs, eighteen to each side. Then he parted
Jesse's asscheeks and gave him eighteen on his ass crack. He concluded with
eighteen bare-handed swats on Jesse's buns, with each spank ending with a
gentle fondle or caress. He walked away shaking his hard dick at Jesse
saying, "You'll beg for it, boy."

Then came a constant stream of spankings, as one after another, men came up
and gave him eighteen in whatever fashion they chose. Some men were very
big and they hit extremely hard and had Jesse yelling loudly. Others were
gentle and got Jesse to squeal with pleasure. His mind started to blank out
as the count to eighteen continued over and over in his head. One man broke
the streak by deciding to flog Jesse's back with a strap. After that the
next three guys also aimed for his back, with whips, straps, and belts. His
back was left with crisscrossed lines, pink and red, but they never broke
the skin. Then, all men having observed Jesse's constantly hard cock pulled
back underneath his crack, one man, a cock-and-ball torture expert,
acknowledged its allure and broke out his cock whip. When he stopped at
eighteen lashes on the swollen shaft, Jesse was at the peak of sexual
excitement. If they had done twenty, he would likely have come. Mark and
Adam watched intently for signs that Jesse wanted them to stop, but there
were none. The boy was a little pain-pig.

Everyone who wanted to had had a turn and Jesse was red and purple when it
came back to Mark's turn and he changed the position again. He flipped the
boy over to lie on the table on his back, rebound his wrists and lifted his
legs in the air. He put tit-clamps on Jesse's nipples. Mark did 18 spanks,
then 18 paddles in rapid succession with Jesse's legs in the air and his
balls and dick sticking out for the crowd's ogling. He put Jesse's legs
back down, played with his clamped tits, took off the clamps, and started
squeezing the nipples hard. Jesse howled. "Now you get a reward, boy, your
birthday present." Adam came forward with his hard dick and this time
offered it to Jesse, whose head was just below it, without
hesitation. Jesse immediately opened his mouth and took in the big cock,
gagging as he tried to suck. He was way past self-consciousness, and though
he had never sucked dick before, he had thought about it so much that it
came naturally. And if he had to pick what dick would be his first, it
would be Adam's. He got into it, focused on cock-sucking, hearing Adam and
Mark talking, but not quite hearing was they were saying until out of the
stream of words, he heard "suck Prince Nuno's cock" and then felt Mark down
by his asshole with a well-lubed finger. He paused for a moment in shock
and surprise and looked deeply in Mark's eyes, then Adam's. They bore him
no malice. And yet they knew. They knew his private fantasy. Maybe he
really wanted them to know by leaving it out in his cabin. He didn't mind
that they knew. He had wondered all week if he would be fucked on this
cruise line. He fantasized about how it would happen. He had not dared hope
it might be in public, the way he dreamed. What would it mean to do it
publicly? That was his fantasy, and now it was happening, in public. That's
what he wanted for his birthday. He decided immediately. He started sucking
the hard dick in earnest, spread his legs wide for the crowd and relaxed
his hole to let the finger in. Soon there were two fingers in there,
pushing softly in and out. The virgin hole was among the tightest Mark had
seen. He was slow and methodical, being sure to lube it thoroughly. At
times he caused Jesse to sigh with passion even as he sucked.

Mark spoke softly so only Jesse and Adam could hear him. "Jesse, I'm sorry
I read your journal. I know you want to be fucked. I'm going to fuck
you. My cock is very large and it's going to hurt. But you've showed us
today that you can take pain. I will be gentle but your ass will be
stretched incredibly for your first time. But we all know that that is
appropriate for a boy like you who would let everyone in the room fuck you
tonight you're feeling so horny. I'm HIV-negative but I'm going to fuck you
with a condom, to set an example for the rest of the guys who are
watching. I know in your fantasy, Jason is raped by a lot of guys, but I
think for your first time, after being fucked by me, you'd best rest. You
may sample the charms of the rest of the crew and passengers on the rest of
the cruise. I'm sure that if you do nothing but redeem your birthday
presents, you'll spend no nights or days off alone between now and the end
of the cruise."

Jesse stopped sucking Adam's dick, letting it loose from his mouth and
answered, in a soft slave-boy voice, loud enough that the rest of the men
who watched could hear him, though they had not heard Mark. "Thank you,
sir. Please fuck me, sir. And when you're done, please, let Adam fuck me
too." Mark laughed loudly and Adam smiled. "Very well, boy, since you asked
nicely and it's you're birthday, we'll give you what you want."

Mark felt Jesse's hole was ready for penetration, but if he fucked him on
the table the audience view would be blocked. So he and Adam worked
together to untie Jesse from the table. When he was untied, Jesse stayed in
the same position he had been in until Mark picked him up in his arms and
lifted him over to the sling. Docile Jesse nuzzled Mark's chest like a
baby. When they had him on his back in the sling, they retied both his
wrists and ankles, but now the angle he was tied at and the wide separation
between his legs served to exhibit his asshole perfectly. While Mark got
undressed, Adam grabbed more lube for good measure and stuck his fingers in
Jesse's puckering cherry. "Yes, you're hot for it, boy."

Mark took his clothes off like a stripper, and the audience hooted since
the cruise line owner rarely got completely naked for them, but he still
had incredible sex appeal despite his business success. His dick was only
half-hard when he first exposed it, but he grabbed lube and fisted it and
had a raging hard-on within a minute. He lay the big piece of meat on
Jesse's stomach. He had spoken the truth. His dick was very thick and had
swelled to a length that exceeded Jesse's by a few inches. And a wide-eyed
Jesse knew that his own dick was eight inches. Could his little hole
actually take that whopper?

Adam stepped away to stand off to the side so he blocked nobody's
view. Many of the guys in the audience had their cocks out of their pants
and stroked them. Mark was an experienced topman. He slapped Jesse's balls
with his hard shaft, then pressed it against various places on Jesse's
bruised buns. He separated the buns with his hands and exposed the
well-lubed crack. He used one final fistful of lube on his dick, which
stood straight up in Jesse's field of vision. The he skillfully put on a
condom. He then moved his dick to its position at the entrance to Jesse's
hole and toyed with him briefly, smiling and laughing. Silent Jesse
screamed "Fuck me" in his mind. And of course he did.

Mark entered Jesse suddenly, when Jesse was momentarily distracted. Just
the head of his dick, at first, pulling out, then going back, while he
watched Jesse's reaction. Jesse was all eyes, but still silent, and Mark
wanted to hear some sounds, so he thrust his dick in hard, deciding to not
pull out until Jesse made a sound. With about four inches in, Jesse moaned
loudly, so Mark stopped and pulled back a little, treated to the sounds of
rhythmic moaning from the depths of Jesse's stomach. When the boy was again
silent, Mark pressed on, slowly thrusting his way a bit at a time into the
deep recesses of the tight rectum. When he had about two thirds of his big
cock inside, it seemed that he could thrust no further. Jesse was by then
alternately screaming and moaning. At this point, Mark pushed no further in
but did fuck the hole as wildly as he could with the amount of cock he had
thrust inside. He rode Jesse in the sling for five minutes and whispered to
him that he could stop if Jesse wanted, but instead Jesse said, "I want to
take all of you inside me."

Mark couldn't resist the challenge so he pulled out most of the way, thrust
back in, continually for the next five minutes until he felt whatever
resistance Jesse had inside him melt away and his cock slide in the rest of
the way. Finally, his abs flush against Jesse's lower back, he felt the
triumphant glow he associated with being able to squeeze his entire dick
into somebody. He pumped in with reckless fervor for fifteen minutes. Jesse
was wild-eyed and sex-crazed, crying and foaming. But he took it. He took
it all the way. With the big dick filling him, Jesse's entire body arched
up in the sling and took on a kind of golden glow. His ribs stuck out, his
stomach flexed, his biceps heaved. He looked incredibly sexy, the young man
getting fucked severely. He moaned softly, in an almost other-worldly
voice, perhaps his version of the voice of the young man transformed into a
sea creature.

As Jesse moaned, Mark started to moan during the times when Jesse
wasn't. He was getting close to coming.  For forty minutes, Jesse's cock
had stayed hard, pressed against his belly while he took it up the
ass. Jesse's moans and screams got higher pitched and suddenly his balls
erupted. Like a good bottom boy should, Jesse sprayed the air and his chest
with huge gobs of cum, all while a cock was shoved up his butt. Mark took
that as a sign too and pulled out of the ass suddenly with a pop. Jesse's
ass twitched from the sensation of no longer being filled and more cum
squirted out of his dick. Mark pulled off the condom and within a minute
unloaded even more gobs of cum, this time all over Jesse's face and hair,
shouting, "Take it boy, take it."

Jesse may have been soaked with sweat and sticky with cum, but he looked
beautiful to Mark, who leaned over and kissed Jesse full on the lips and
then french-kissed him for a full minute, to the cheers of the audience. He
also looked gorgeous to Adam, who stood naked nearby fingering his cock,
knowing it was his turn. When Mark was done kissing, he walked off to the
sidelines to wash up, and Adam took over. He began with kisses and thrust
his tongue in and out of Jesse's mouth while he put his finger into Jesse's
hole. Still hot. On fire. Wants more. Jesse chewed Adam's tongue, reckless
with lust, and thrust his bottom forward to make Adam's finger go
deeper. After three minutes, Adam replaced his tongue in Jesse's mouth with
his dick. Adam had thought Jesse was great at blow-jobs the first time,
especially for a first time cocksucker, and he wanted to try him one more
time, use his skill to get himself fully hard for the next fucking. While
he put on his condom, Adam told Jesse softly that he would allow Jesse to
do everything that he does to Jesse to him. That Adam was often a bottom
boy and while he wants to fuck Jesse today, he wants Jesse to fuck him
too. Jesse happily agreed, since he had been fantasizing about Adam's butt
since he met him.

And so, Adam followed up by fucking Jesse for another twenty minutes. His
dick was also big but since it was not as large as Mark's, Jesse didn't
feel it the same way. Plus, for his second time being fucked, he settled
down and became more spontaneous. He participated in the fucking, moving to
accommodate Adam's thrusts as much as his bonds allowed him. He enjoyed
himself even more the second time, which was surprising considering how
much he had enjoyed the first. Only a short time after he had come, Jesse
was rock-hard again as a result of Adam's skilled thrusting and well-chosen
caresses. Adam figured that this time Jesse would be unlikely to come again
without coaxing so he grabbed Jesse's dick and stroked it. Sure enough, by
alternating his thrusts and his strokes, Adam milked another large quantity
of boy-juice out of Jesse's equipment. Then, like Mark his mentor, he
pulled out of the tight ass and covered Jesse with his cum. By this time,
the crowd had been thoroughly entertained, so they gave the boys a
thunderous ovation. Jesse had been the center of attention for over three
hours. It seemed to him that time had passed strangely. He alternately felt
that time had flown by, and that a lot had happened in a short time. He
closed his eyes and rested in bondage for a few minutes in the sling. Then
Mark returned, fully dressed, and untied him.

Jesse was sore all over, and covered with cum and sweat. His body was
spent, but he was deliriously happy. He had lost his virginity, and
discovered he loved having sex with men. He did not linger long, but went
to take a shower. The water felt good over his punished body. When he was
done, he stood naked before the mirror, examining his bruises. They looked
sexy to him, symbols of pride, and none of them were of the type that would
last long. The inside of his ass hurt most of all, but it was a good kind
of pain, one that thinking about it served to reduce it by smothering it
with positive feelings. Mark had left a small gift on Jesse's bed, an
outfit for him to wear back to the party. It was a wrestling singlet, the
kind of skimpy outfits high school wrestlers wear, with the thin straps and
short pants together in one piece of fabric. He put it on and returned to
the party. It was well chosen, since his genitals could not be hidden in
it, nor his tits, which were exposed and red. Jesse spent the rest of the
evening meeting people who were guests and crew, trying to remember all
over their names. This was the kind of crowd that respected what Jesse had
done, looked up to him. He in no way was made to feel that his behavior had
been too slutty.  Many of the guys he talked to shared stories of what had
been done to them, often on this very cruise line. Jesse flirted the night
away, but went back to his cabin alone. Everyone he had met who had given
him a birthday message envelope stressed that he ought to remember them
when it came time to redeem his gift. He did his best to at least remember
the names of the guys he was attracted to, to see if he wanted to redeem
their presents.

And indeed, as the cruise progressed, Jesse was the most popular boy
aboard. The crew, the passengers, and Jesse were all mutually satisfied. A
virile boy using his sexual magnetism and spreading himself around. The
birthday notes served to give Jesse reference for what all of the various
guys were into and were good at. He sampled much of what they
offered. There were leather daddies aboard who provided Jesse with
electro-torture sessions and weights and clamps all over his body. He tried
out makeshift shipboard dungeons and big thick dildos. He met the members
of the on-board water polo team, mostly young guys like himself, and he
participated in an orgy with them. Though he usually got fucked, he tried
his hand several times with fucking other guys too and proved quite adept
at it. He participated in two subsequent public events, one where he and
two other young bottoms took intense chest torture while being stretched on
a rack, the other where he let a passenger who was a hairdresser give him a
complete body shave. Needless to say, Jesse became an accepted member of
the Bare Bottom Boys, and paraded around the ship shirtless usually and
nude frequently like they all did. He signed up for many more cruises,
banking lots of money as he pursued his favorite pastimes. He began to
teach his whale watches in the nude.

On one whale watch, the crew ran into Willy himself. Jesse and Willy
recognized each other, though, like Puff the Magic Dragon, the whale knew
that the passage of time would prevent them from ever having what they once
had between them. Jesse rode on Willy's back, one last time. This time,
Jesse was a man, not a boy, and this time, Jesse was naked. After a day of
frolicking with his old friend, Willy swam away, leaving Jesse behind with
several other naked men. Willy was pleased that Jesse had found happiness
in the sea.