Date: Fri, 08 Sep 2006 01:08:38 -0400
From: Mark Cantrell <ghettorod@hotmail.com>
Subject: Caribbean Cruise: Part Eighteen

This story is largely fictional, but is based loosely on some experiences I
enjoyed on my first cruise.  The character of Jordan Bentley is roughly
based on ME.  Some sexual scenes do not portray safe sex.  Just be sure to
practice safe sex in Real life.

Caribbean Cruise: Part Eighteen

I arrived at breakfast the next morning, to find my four companions had not
yet appeared.  The waiter took my order and I sat back to gaze out at the
beautiful cobalt-blue sea and another perfect day.

I was on my second cup of coffee when Mike and Julie arrived.  Mike was
dressed like me...Bermuda shorts and a knit shirt, with sneakers over bare
feet.  Julie looked delicious in short shorts, her sexy legs tanned and
sleek and her trademark halter top that almost contained her bouncy tits.
Neither of them could look me in the eyes without grinning.

"What's with you two this morning?" I asked.  "You look like you just won
first prize at the county fair."

Mike hesitated while they placed their orders with the waiter.

"I won a prize alright," Mike replied, "And she's right HERE," pointing at
Julie.  "Last night was something special! We made love and talked about
today until 2 o'clock this morning. Julie told me that she was getting
excited about me watching her and Betty make love. I convinced her that
there was nothing to worry about...about Me regretting it afterwards."

"Mike was a little surprised when I told him how I had wondered about what
you guys do when YOU'RE having sex," Julie whispered.  "He got excited
knowing how much that thought had me turned on.  I think HE'S ready to play
without worrying about being able to 'perform'."

We were interrupted by the appearance of Gerald and Betty.  Gerald was
wearing a pair of casual shorts and a short sleeve shirt, with sandals.
Betty was in another short sundress that called attention to her shapely
long legs.  Her breasts pushed out nicely against the top of the dress.

They joined us and placed their orders.  Betty's attention was immediately
on Julie. I watched her raise her eyebrows, asking the silent question.
Julie smiled, turned red, and nodded slightly.  Betty's face broke out in a
big grin.

I would have LOVED to have been a fly on the wall in either...Actually, BOTH
of their cabins last night.  I had a hunch there was some serious lovemaking
going on as the thought of what was going to happen today had both women hot
and wet.

All through the meal, everyone avoided bringing up the subject. Regardless,
it was obvious it was foremost on ALL out minds.  I only wished I would be
able to see the action, but it would be Mike's day today.

After the meal was over, we moved to the poolside patio and found a table
away from prying ears.

"So," Betty commented, looking at Julie,  "Are you ready for this? I've been
thinking about it all night...Well...In between orgasms Gerald gave me!"

Julie was still blushing, but smiled demurely and whispered in a chocked
voice, "Y..Yes...YES! I'm ready.  I've been thinking about it too.  Mike and
I cleared up any last minute questions...We are BOTH ready."

"Wonderful," Betty said softly, "I can't wait for him to see you in action.
He's going to be climbing up the walls when he sees how you can eat pussy!"

"Betty!" Julie chided, "You never give up do you?  It's a good thing I know
what's in store for ME.  Mike has been saying he really is looking forward
to seeing YOU naked.  He's been commenting on how he thinks you look.  Of
course, I haven't said anything to him...I know how your body looks
naked...He'll just have to wait."

Mike was having a hard time sitting still, and Betty looked at him and
laughed.  "What's the matter, Honey?  Getting a little antsy? lLooks like
you're getting too big for your britches!"

Mike swallowed and grinned, "Yeah, I have a BIG problem here...And the more
you two keep teasing, the bigger it gets!  If we don't get on with it soon,
I'm gonna have to go change my underwear."

That brought a big laugh from all of us.  The sexual tension was practically
crackling like lightning.

"I don't know about the rest of you," Betty said hoarsely, but I think it's
TIME.  Shall we?" She was speaking to Julie and Mike.

Looking at each other one last time for ANY sign of hesitation, Julie looked
at Betty and nodded. "Where shall we...Ah...DO it?"

Betty thought a moment and replied,"I think maybe, since Julie and I have
been using MY cabin, she would probably feel more comfortable there...That
OK with YOU two?"

Mike again looked to Julie for the answer.  "I think that would probably be
best," She said with a little quiver in her voice.

The three of them rose and headed in the direction of Betty and Gerald's
cabin.  Mike had his arm around Julie.

Gerald and I were left to ourselves.  "What do you feel like doing?" I asked
him.

"How 'bout a little time in the steam room and hot tub?"  Who knows? We
might find something going on." That sounded good, so we headed for the gym.

The attendant Issued us towels and a padlock.  In the locker room, we
undressed and secured our clothing in the locker provided.  Carrying our
towels, we stopped to shower before entering the steam room.

There were a couple of guys there, and they quickly moved apart as we
entered and covered their laps with their towels.  It looked like maybe they
were playing with each other before we interrupted them.

Gerald and I took a seat opposite them and removed out towels, placing them
over our laps.  We could barely make out the other two guys through the
steam, but they appeared to be somewhere in their late thirties or early
forties.

The four of us played it carefully, soaking up the heat while subtly
checking out each other.  I noticed one of the guys spread his legs a little
and turned toward us slightly.  I still couldn't see enough under his towel
to tell if he was hard, but when he noticed me looking, he tapped his foot a
couple of times in the age old signal that he was 'looking' for some fun.

I returned the signal and he smiled, pulling his towel off.  His hard cock
bobbed up in it's full state.  It was only about 5 inches, but was
circumcised and fat.  His pubic area was completely shaved, probably to make
his cock look bigger. He was blond and had a smooth body with not much body
hair.

Gerald and I both dropped our towels and stroked our dicks, quickly getting
them hard.

The guy's companion soon joined us and discarded his towel.  He had a cock
that was huge...at least as long as Gerald and thick. The rigid pole jutted
out from a very thick bush. It was dark, matching the thinning hair on his
head.

The blond reached over and stroked the monster dick, then leaned over and
started sucking it. He couldn't get all of it in his mouth, but held it at
the base, stroking it as he sucked on the other half.

Dark hair leaned back, sliding his butt closer to the edge of the bench and
groaned as his dick was getting serviced.

Gerald and I were watching and stroking each other.  The blond saw what we
were doing and came off the cock he had been sucking.  He moved over and
knelt between my legs and removed Gerald's hand, replacing it with his own.
I moaned my approval.

Meantime, the dark haired guy came over and took possession of Gerald's
throbbing cock.  Gerald reached out and pinched one of the prominent nipples
nestled in the guy's thick mat of chest hair.

My guy moved to swallow my cock and began a pleasant suction on the
sensitive head, circling it with his tongue.  I groaned loudly and raised my
hips.  His mouth took all of my 7 inches and began bobbing.  I noticed
Gerald's 'buddy' was deepthroating his 8 inches, while stroking his own
cock.

We were both getting close to cumming from the excellent blow jobs we were
receiving.  I was the first to blow, spewing my cum into the blonde's hot
mouth.  He didn't lose a drop and kept the suction up until I had to gently
push him off.

Gerald grunted and I knew he was emptying his load into dark hair's throat.
He humped the guy's mouth a few more times before he relaxed and his wet
cock popped out loudly.

Not a single word had been spoken in the fifteen or twenty minutes we had
been getting blown.  Once the two were sure there was no more juice to get,
they smiled and moved back to their side on the steam room and resumed their
own action.  The blond was again going down on the other guy.

Gerald and I were enjoying the steam and heat as we relaxed after our stress
had been taken care of.  We watched the show, waiting to see if the blond
was going to finish his friend off.  However, the dark haired guy pulled his
cock out, moved the blond onto the lower bench on his hands and knees and
rammed his huge rod into the blonde's ass.

The smaller blond yelped and moved his ass to capture every inch of the
monster plowing his ass.  The small room filled with the sound of the big
dicked guy's hips slapping against the blonde's ass.  Both were moaning
loudly, and Gerald and I decided to let them finish in private.

We picked up our towels and exited the steamroon.  The sauna was located
just outside the steam room, and we slid naked into the bubbling water,
letting the strong jets massage our tired muscles.

We could still hear the sounds coming from the steam room and it made us
smile.

"Wow!" Gerald said," Did you check out the cock on MY guy?  I'll bet the
blond is gonna be walking bowlegged for a week!"

I laughed and replied, "He should be happy if he can just walk...PERIOD!"

Just then the sounds of fucking intensified and were joined by loud grunts
and groans.  We could hear their voices but couldn't make out the word, but
they sounded urgent.  After a few minutes, it became very quiet and shortly,
the two guys came out.  Their dicks were soft and flopped against their
thighs as they waived at us and headed for the showers.

Gerald and I soaked until we started resembling shriveled prunes.  Finally,
we decided it was time to shower and go back to the poolside patio, to wait
for Mike and the girls.

We had been in the steamroom and sauna for a couple of hours, and it was now
almost noon.  When we came to the pool, neither Mike OR the girls were
there.  Gerald and I hit the lunch buffet, wanting to stay by the pool.  We
piled our plates with several samples of the tremendous selection.

Carrying our plates to our table, we ordered a couple of beers to wash the
tasty meal down. By the time we had finished eating, we still had not seen
Mike, Julie, or Betty.

"Man!" I remarked," Mike must really be getting quite a show."

Gerald grinned and said, "If I know Betty, Julie will need to rest a while
before she'll be any good for anything.  My Sweetheart will most likely wear
her OUT!"

It was another hour...almost four hours since we had first left the patio,
that the three stragglers appeared.  They spotted us and headed over.  Betty
and Julie looked like they had been on a three day binge.  Julie's long
blond hair was slightly disheveled and her lips were puffy.  Betty was in
similar shape.

Mike, on the other hand, looked like he was about to collapse.  You would
think HE had been the one getting all the action.

When they joined us, Betty was grinning from ear to ear, Julie was blushing
all over, and Mike...Mike had the BIGGEST shit eating grin I'd ever seen.

They looked so exhausted, Gerald and I offered to get their lunch, which the
girls agreed to thankfully.

Mike didn't look like he was any better off, but Gerald and I grabbed him by
the arms and half dragged him with us.

"Oh NO you DON'T," I teased as we got out of earshot of the girls. "I want
to hear...Was it all you expected?"

Mike was almost in a trance and just kept smiling like a Cheshire Cat.

I goosed him, and he seemed to notice us for the first time.  "Hmmmmm?" He
mumbled through that stupid smile.

"How WAS it? C'mon...GIVE!"

Mike looked at me with glazed eyes as he finally responded. "Oh MAN! I've
just come from the most exciting...Most...AWESOME thing I could have ever
believed possible! You won't believe how hot it was."

"Not if you don't TELL us," I replied.

"Mmmmm...Later," He said, "Take too long to tell you
now...Later...Tonight...I just wanna eat and get some rest for a while."

We managed to get a plate for the three of them, and Mike managed to come
down to earth long enough to fill his own plate.

When we got back to the table, Betty laughed at Mike and asked, "Were you
able to get anything out of him?"

"Not much," I said, "He's still in outer space somewhere."

"He's been that way for the past hour," She said, still laughing, "I think
the poor guy's libido has overloaded and shorted out.  He got quite an
eyeful...Right Julie Honey?"

Julie blushed all over again as she looked at us.  "I...I guess we might
have overdone it! I've never seen him so...so...Entranced!"

"Well, I'm not surprised," Betty whispered mischievously. Every time I made
you cum, I thought he was going to lose it. "

'You're one to talk!" Julie responded in an unusually brave comeback, "YOU
were having one orgasm after another!  I don't know how you managed to keep
from passing out."

"It's all YOUR fault My Dear," Betty retorted, "That talented mouth and
tongue of yours drives me up the wall."

"Awesome...Totally...AWESOME," Mike mumbled, still looking a little dazed.

I couldn't help but envy the Hell out of the guy.  I would have LOVED to
have been there.

Oh Well...I Hoped maybe we could get him alone tomorrow, when we were at the
private beach.  I was dying to hear the details.

We all decided to get a little rest and meet for dinner.  As soon as I got
to my cabin, I hit the sack, leaving a wake up call to give me time to clean
up and dress for dinner.

Gerald and Betty were just walking into the dining room as I got there, so
we headed for our table together.

Once seated, we let the waiter know we would order when our other two
companions arrived. As if on cue, the young couple arrived. Julie looked
radiant and Mike, at least, looked like he was somewhat recovered.

"Well," I chided," Welcome back to the world!"  He grinned as he held Julies
chair fo her to sit.

Gerald ordered a bottle of wine this time, after looking the menu over.
"Looks like the entrees tonight are for the most part either Italian or
spicy grilled chicken. I think a white wine might be in order...maybe a nice
Chardonnay?  That OK with everybody?"

"Sounds fine to ME," I said.  Mike and Julie also agreed.

Gerald pointed to a particular vintage and saaid," I think you will all like
this wine...It's light and has a subtle citrus and tropical fruit flavor as
well as just a hint of oak from the barrels it was allowed to ferment in."

"I'll defer to your expertise," I said.  I figured he knew more about it
than me.

The wine was ordered, served chilled just right and Gerald did the honors of
the toast.  "To new beginnings...May they bring only the most pleasure
possible."

"Hear...Hear," Mike replied.

"To new beginnings," I repeated

"New beginnings," Betty and Julie chimed in together, while smiling at each
other.

Glasses clinked together and the toast was completed.

While waiting for our meals to be served, I mentioned that I had talked to
the Cruise Director.  "He told me that when we get to the private beach
tomorrow, the ships crew will join us for a day of fun and games. Snorkeling
gear will be available and a volleyball marathon, horseshoes and other games
for the kids. Only a skeleton crew will remain on board.  He said the crew
will cook and serve a big meal at the pavilion there."

"Oh, that sounds nice," Julie said.

"Yeah," I continued, "And that's not all.  He also said that the ship's too
big to dock, so it has to anchor in the lagoon and transport us ashore in
the ship's tenders.

"He said there will be lots on local natives from the village on the other
side on the island who will be at the pier where the tenders let us off.
They will probably have lobsters that they will try to sell you.  They can
be bartered down to a reasonable price.  If we DO buy one, the ship's cooks
will prepare them for us and serve them at the buffet."

Our food arrived and we dined leisurely and then enjoyed the nightly show
and dancing in the small forward lounge.  Betty and Julie were well behaved
tonight...probably because they were still exhausted from the afternoon's
'activities'.

We made plans to meet in the morning for an early breakfast in order to get
up on deck and watch our arrival at the private island and beach.  We wanted
to be sure we all got on the same tender for the short trip to the island.
Bidding each other good night, we headed for our cabins to get well rested
for the next day's activities.

End Of Part Eighteen; Part Nineteen to follow shortly. Comments welcome at
ghettorod@hotmail.com
P.S. If you enjoy the style of writing in my stories, you might look up
several I wrote back in 2003.  They are listed below;
May 21, 2003...Gay Male/High School Section     "Drive-In Movie Encounter"
June 6, 2003....Gay Male/College Section           "Drew and Paul"
June 28, 2003..Gay Male/Encounters Section      "Airport Encounter"
July 10, 2003...Gay Male/Camping Section           "Early Encounters"*
*(Written under the psuedoname of John Smith)