Date: Mon, 31 Oct 2016 00:40:20 -0500
From: Jason Clarkson <jclarkson36@gmail.com>
Subject: coach's Cruise Chapter 6

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Travis grabbed his cock and started to stroke it rapidly when Mr. Clarkson
announced he was cumming.  Travis felt the pulsing cock still inside him
when his whole body began convulsing.  Cum erupted from the cock he was
beating, the first blast catching him on the cheek.

The two men continued until their balls ached.  Coach's arms gave way and
Travis's legs tumbled down.  Coach's softening cock slipped from the used
hole.

Coach crumpled onto the bed, and Travis crawled partially onto him, resting
his head onto his man's flared pecs.  They laid there quietly except for
the sound of their heaving chests.

Travis wanted to stay there all day, but he had to get to work.  It was
really nice of Kevin to cover for him, but he did not want to push that
favor.

Mr. Clarkson's eyes were closed, so Travis got up softly and headed to the
bathroom.  He struggled to pee as his dick had not really settled down.
While standing there, he twisted his upper body, admiring the mess all over
his chest.  After finally peeing, he jumped in the shower real quick and
washed off the cum.  He scrubbed his butt, not certain what had happened or
will happen to Mr. Clarkson's cum.

Travis turned off shower and reached for a towel only to find none
available.  Hmmm, Mr. Clarkson sure uses a lot of towels.  Travis headed
out to the room dripping wet with a hand covering his junk in search of a
towel.  He looked over to see Mr. Clarkson watching him with a satisfied
grin.

"You used all your towels," Travis said as he scanned the room for a used
one.

Coach quickly recalled why the towels were used, but didn't want to explain
Shaun just now.  "Umm, errr, I got caught in the rain last night and must
have used them up."

Travis noticed that Mr. Clarkson seemed embarrassed when he explained, but
did not think anything of it.

Travis grabbed one of the towels from the floor and covered up.  Coach
thought it was cute to see the boy that was so wild just minutes before be
so modest.  Now, he reminded Coach of one of his players. His tight, smooth
body certainly could pass for an 18yr old.  Travis skillfully dressed
quickly while keeping his body covered.  He had come down from the high of
the first, and therefore greatest, sex in his life, and now guilt and panic
were settling in.  "I should not have done that with a guest, I could be
fired!" Travis thought as he buttoned his shirt.  Coach admired the
beautiful young man's body, at least the parts Travis led him see.  Coach
also had feelings of guilt and panic.  Last night's escapades could be
explained away as drunken foolery.  This morning was real in motive and
action.  Also, Coach felt uneasy that he did that with a worker.  He hoped
Travis did not feel obliged to serve the customer.

The silence in the room was looming heavy.  Coach broke it by asking, "Do
you have to go to work now?"

Travis answered, "Yes, I had the morning off, but I've got to get moving
now."  He did not want to admit he had told Kevin, so he kept the story
simple.

"They will be by soon to get your room cleaned, and then I'll be back to
see if there is anything you need." Travis explained, smoothly
transitioning into work mode.  "Oh, and I'll tell them to leave you more
towels."

The two men smiled at each other, lifting the tension that had fallen on
the room.

"Anything I can do for you before I leave, Mr. Clarkson?" Travis asked,
smiling wider, realizing the many answers that Mr. Clarkson could return to
open-ended question.

"Yes, please call me Coach," Coach answered.

Travis finally relented, now that things were a little different between
them.  "OK, when we are alone, but you are Mr. Clarkson when I am working."

Coach seized the opening, "OK, fair enough, and I am excited to hear that
you plan on us being alone again."

Travis cringed.  He did not mean to be presumptive.  "Umm, well, I mean..."

Coach noticed his uneasiness and interrupted.  "I want to, too, so if it
works out, that would be great.  I don't want you to get in any trouble, so
you just tell me."

"OK, Coach. I have to go now. Bye." Travis said as he turned and left.

He stopped suddenly and caught the door with his foot.  He poked his head
in, and looked over at Coach who was now standing naked.

"Oh and thanks, Daddy."

Travis closed the door not waiting for Coach's reaction and raced to find
Kevin.

Coach, smiling from ear to ear and feeling very full of himself over his
sexual activity over the last 12 hours, headed to the shower.

Travis tried to hide the excitement in his voice as he gave Kevin the juicy
details.  He omitted many, the Daddy stuff and a few other things, but
proudly boasted about popping into the shower.  Kevin was genuinely happy
for Travis and told him so.

"Now, we have to get you with your man," said Travis, eager to show Kevin
his gratitude and return the favor.

"Well, we will see, I'm not sure.  He's hot and all, but I'm not getting
involved with a jerk," Kevin said.

"OK, let me know.  I'll talk to you later. I have lots to do," Travis said
as he started looking at the clipboard Kevin handed to him.

"Yeah, I have to go track down Emilio. Want to grab dinner together?" asked
Kevin.

Travis smiled and simply said, "Yes, I would like that."

Kevin headed down the hallway with a good feeling.  He couldn't believe
what a different person Travis was than the quiet, kinda rude, roommate he
had been living with.  "And, he has such a hot body," Kevin said to himself
thinking about the view he enjoyed this morning when Travis strutted out of
the bathroom.  Kevin felt his healthy cock begin to stir, and decided to
make a quick pit stop back in the room.

By the time he was back in the room, he was rock hard.  Kevin had Travis'
grunts from last night ringing in his ears, and images of him walking out
of the shower and the smile while telling his story in his head.  Kevin
yanked his pants and bikini underwear to his ankles and sat on his bed.  He
laid his head down, feet still on the floor and grabbed hold of his cock
and thought of Travis.

Travis would get up first and shower, but instead of quickly dressing, he
walked over to Kevin's bed, dripping wet from the shower.  Travis leaned
over and kissed Kevin while pulling back the covers exposing Kevin's
muscular, naked body and throbbing nine inch cock.  Travis laid his wet
naked body on top of Kevin, kissing him harder and deeper.  Kevin returned
the kiss but otherwise stayed motionless.  Travis was glad to do all the
work.  After grinding and kissing for a short time, Travis straddled his
roommate and lowered himself onto Kevin's long, pulsing dick.  Travis' hole
opened quickly and soon Kevin was deep inside him.  Travis began to writhe
in pleasure, grunting away as he rose quickly and dropped faster.  Travis
was at the edge of cumming as was Kevin as the tight hole and rapid
movement was too much for Kevin to control.  Kevin felt his balls twitch
and cum explode from his cock.  Instantly, he heard Travis yell out and
felt the load splash onto his face.  Travis continued to shoot while his
ass milked more cum out of Kevin's cock.  Kevin snapped out of his jack
session to realize that there was cum splashing in his face, but it was his
own. Kevin jumped up from the bed and waddled with pants still at ankles to
the bathroom.  He laughed at the site of cum dripping from his face.  He
quickly cleaned up, doing the best with the splashes that hit his shirt.

Once he was all put back together he headed back to work, allowing himself
one more thought of what hopefully could be with his new friend, Travis.

Shaun was enjoying the snorkeling excursion with his mates, although he was
hungover.  He had successfully snuck back to the room to throw on sandals,
swim trunks and a different shirt on before meeting the group.

He was excited to wear Coach's clothes, but it would have been hard to
explain how he got them.  He had told the roommates that he passed out on a
chaise on the deck.  They had actually assumed something like that as that
fit Shaun's usual wild behavior.

Shaun was a little distracted, however.  He felt like he was played by
Coach.  Maybe it was his own fault for throwing himself at the older,
American man, but he did not think was the kind of guy that would be slutty
like that. He tried to forget about it, chalking it up to a drunken, horny
mistake and hoped he would not run into Coach the rest of the trip.

Coach headed to the deck for a relaxing day in the sun.  He and Travis
acted normally during their interaction before he left the room.  Coach
asked him when the snorkeling excursion would return.  Travis looked it up
and told him, keeping the curiosity as to why Coach wanted to know to
himself.  Coach was thankful Shaun hadn't come back this morning.  He was
now looking forward to seeing Shaun when he got back from his excursion.
He decided he would have an ice cold beer in hand, waiting at the ship
entrance for his new friend.

When the excursion returned, Coach was waiting, but wasn't too obvious as
Shaun's group might think it odd.  Coach saw Shaun but was troubled when
Shaun returned Coach's smile with a scowl. Shaun stayed with the group and
headed to his room, avoiding Coach successfully.  Now, it was Coach's turn
to feel played.  "Such an old fool you are, thinking that boy wanted any
more than some easy sex." Coach thought as he headed back to his room.  He
decided he would go to the gym to clear his head.

Shaun had the same idea.  But as he changed, he realized he still had
Coach's clothes.  More importantly, Coach had his clothes from the night
before, including his wallet with all his casino winnings.  Shaun decided
to keep Coach's jock and wore that under his workout gear.  "He owes me his
jock, at least," Shaun vengefully thought as he folded up Coach's shorts
and shirt and headed to trade with Coach.

Coach grabbed his clothes for the gym.  He thought he had packed a jock,
but chose some boxer briefs when he couldn't find the jock. He saw that the
maid had folded up Shaun's clothes and set them on the dresser.  Coach
didn't know where Shaun's room was, so he wasn't sure what to do with them,
but he would worry about that later.

When he heard the knock on the door, he smiled, thinking it was Travis
checking on him again.  He enjoyed the attention the hot steward was giving
him.

"Oh Shaun, come in," Coach could tell he was not happy.

"Do you have my clothes? Here are yours." Shaun said as he scanned the
room.  When he spotted them, he grabbed them quickly, set Coach's down and
turned to the door.

Coach blocked the way.  "Shaunnie, what's wrong?"

"Don't Shaunnie me, Coach. I heard you in here fucking this morning.  You
couldn't wait 5 minutes for me to come back before you found another chump,
huh?"  Shaun barked, realizing he was hurt even more than he thought.

"Oh shit, Shaun, I didn't know you came back, I'm sorry," Coach explained.

"Coach, me finding out isn't what made it bad, so can I please leave?"
Shaun asked, finally making eye contact with Coach.

"Wait, you're right, but please let me explain," Coach pleaded.

Shaun moved to the bed and sat down, "OK, explain away."

Coach started the story with checking in. He included the bathroom story.
He saw Shaun start to come around when he recalled bumping into the worker
and the exchange he had with Coach in the bathroom.  Coach did not leave a
single detail out and finished with the part about waiting for Shaun to
return from the excursion.

By the end, Shaun felt embarrassed for being mad and was actually quite
aroused by the whole story.  Coach was relieved that they had cleared the
air.

"So, I was gonna go to the gym, do you want to join me?" Coach asked Shaun.

Shaun was actually really horned up, but thought maybe it was best to take
it a little slower.

"Yeah, that's where I was headed." Shaun said.

"OK, I just have to change." Coach said as dropped his swim trunks to floor
and slipped on the boxer briefs.  I usually wear a jock, but I guess I
forgot to pack it.

Shaun blushed and stood up, "Umm Coach."  "What?" Coach said as he took off
his shirt, preparing to put on his black Dri Fit shirt.

Shaun lowered his shorts to expose Coach's jock and his boner which filled
the pouch.

"Hey, how'd you get those?" Coach asked smiling and keeping his eyes on the
pouch.

"I borrowed them earlier, but then I decided to keep them." Shaun explained
as he wiggled his shorts to the floor.

"Well, you fill them out nicely," Coach said as he continued to stare at
the pouch.

"Yeah, I love them, but they are yours, maybe you should take them back."
Shaun said as he sat back down on the bed spreading his legs.

"No, I think you should keep them on awhile," Coach said as he felt his
cock growing inside his boxer briefs.

Shaun was disappointed at first, but then smiled devilishly as he
understood what Coach meant.

Shaun took off his shirt, and by the time the shirt cleared his head, Coach
was on him.  The two rolled around the bed kissing and rubbing their bodies
hard against them.

Coach began to kiss Shaun's neck.  With his mouth now free and his
horniness at an all-time high, Shaun began to play the part of one of
Coach's players.

"Did I do good in the match today, Coach?" Shaun said, in an innocent tone.

The words drove Coach wild.  He had been flashing to images of his players
earlier, so he jumped right in.

"Yes, Shaunnie, you did great. Coach is so proud of you. Now, Coach has a
surprise for you," Coach said playfully.

"Really, Coach, what is it?" asked Shaun, realizing he had not thought this
role play through, and thus passing it back to Coach.

Coach rolled Shaun to his stomach, exposing the bare ass in the jock strap.

"You'll see.  It's something I've been wanting to give you for a long time.
I think you are finally ready.  This has to be our special secret though,
okay Shaunnie?  You can't tell your parents or teammates or anybody." Coach
said, as if he had practice those lines many times.

"OK, Coach, I promise.  What is it?" Shaun asked excitedly.

"You'll see, just relax," Coach explained while removing underwear,
spreading Shaun's legs, and moving into position.

"Coach, what are you doing back there, when do I get my surprise?" Shaun
asked, impressing himself how well he was playing the part.

"It's coming, Shaunnie, relax." Coach spit on his throbbing cock, and
pressed at Shaun's hole.

"Ouch, Coach, what are you doing?" Shaun shrieked adding fear to his voice.

"Ssshh, Shaunnie, it's your surprise," Coach said calmly as he entered
Shaun.

"Ow, No, Coach, I don't want it, it hurts," Shaun said, squirming a bit.

"Trust, Coach, Shaunnie, you want it, and Coach really wants to give it to
you."

Shaun grunted and squirmed some more.

Coach grabbed Shaun forcefully and pinned him down with his body as he
fully entered him.

"Oh Coach, No!" Shaun yelled into the bed as his face was buried into the
pillow.

Coach started to fuck hard as the role play had him uncontrollable.

Shaun was equally shocked at the thrill the impromptu scene had caused.
His body began reacting to the pleasure but he tried to keep up the part of
Shaunnie, the starplayer.

"Coach, stop it hurts!"

Coach almost stopped, but even if he thought Shaun meant it, he was not
sure he could have. He thrusted harder and put a hand on Shaun's head.

"Shut your mouth and take it like a man!"

"Yes, Coach, I'm sorry."

The dialogue began to taper off and was replaced with grunts and groans as
Coach's cock punished Shaun's hole.

The two men worked up a good sweat as Coach rolled Shaun to his back, then
back to stomach, then up on knees.  The two men were wearing each other
out.

"Coach, I feel funny," Shaun said, gasping a little.

Coach wasn't stopping as he was close to filling his boy with a huge load.
"Coach, it's like a burning feeling deep in me, oh God, Coach, what is it?
It's getting worse, oh, oh, oh,aaaaaah Coach!!"

Shaun filled Coach's jock with his cum, as his ass spasmed due to the
relentless attack on his prostate by Coach's cock.

Shaunnie's words and the spasms inside the tight hole caused Coach to
unload and yell out.

Coach finally slowed and stopped, but stayed inside his boy.

"Did you like your surprise, Shaunnie?" Coach asked, still breathing heavy.

Shaun laughed, "Oh I sure did Coach!"

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That's it for Chapter 6.  Stay tuned for Chapter 7.  Will Kevin and Travis
advance their new friendship? What is in store for Coach and Travis? You
also will be introduced to another passenger.


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free to email me with comments. –JC jclarkson36@gmail.com

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