Date: Sun, 3 Aug 2014 10:50:16 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: A Man's Toy. Part four.

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  I was woken up with the arrival of our morning pint of tea and saw that
the other two had returned to our cabin last night sometime while I was
asleep. I was quick to drink my tea as I got dressed and went and ticked on
and then shot up to the top deck and saw that during the night, the deck
hands had fixed up a multitude of flags going from one mast to another and
also running down to the decks making us look like something from a
carnival. But I suppose it looked good for the passengers when they
approached the ship that was to take them halfway round the world to
Australia.
  I was back down below in time to get some breakfast, after which I had be
in the saloon for the influx of passengers looking for lunch. The table was
laid and watched as people started entering the saloon to find a tables for
their lunch as it was first come first served for the their first meal
after which, they had to follow the rules and only attend either the first
or second sitting for their meals.
  I must admit that I made a right hash of my first serving up lunch to my
table. Getting the orders wrong etc, and was glad that they wouldn't be the
people who had been really allocated to my table throughout the voyage. I
was bloody exhausted after running back and forth to the galley to get
their meals and was grateful for the short space before the second lot came
in. That wasn't so bad but to my mind, still not good enough.
  I was glad when this lunch time was over, having to get the table re-laid
for who would be my people allocated to my table for dinner, which would be
well after we had left the port on our voyage. I had Shirley help me get my
table laid properly and whispered to him.
  `Shirley. Let me suck on your toy to boost my spirit up and then you can
suck on me when we leave here.'
  `I can't think of anything better,' he said with a smile, giving his lips
a lick with his tongue.
  So on leaving the saloon for a few hours, we went below and went straight
into the toilets where Shirley went into a cubicle and sat down on the seat
while I shut the door behind me and pulled my toy out of my trousers. I was
already up and hard and loved it when he took it into his mouth and began
to please me as he teased me in the way that he sucked on me. So much so,
that I gave him my cum quicker than I had intended with the way he dealt
with my toy. I was learning something new each time that we had oral sex
and tried to copy him when we changed places for him to let me sit down on
the pan and take told of his rampant toy.
  What bliss it was to hold that throbbing piece of flesh and take the head
into my mouth to suck after pushing the foreskin down with my lips. Though
it became more of a face fuck as his hands came up to hold my head and
begin to move himself inside my mouth. It was only me holding his toy in a
firm hand that stopped him from choking me as he moved himself in and out,
me chewing him at the same time as I sucked on him.
  But I still loved the way his toy filled my mouth and had his cum coating
my cheeks, tongue and throat as he gave me his all. Though this turned out
to be the only way that we could have any form of sex for several days.
  It wasn't until we were in the Mediterranean did I find out how we could
have anal sex, which is what I was now missing. Until then, my serving
abilities improved and was quite satisfied in what I did at the table. But
it was when the ship was in the Med. that Shirley, after us seeing to
serving our tables with their dinner, took me up to the fore deck. That's
right up the front of the ship and on looking back at the bridge, could see
the two lights on either side. Green off to the left and red off to the
right with a white light up on the forward mast. But that was me looking
back at these lights. It showed any shipping in front of us as to how we
were approaching them. The red light being on the ships felt hand side and
the green of the right hand side so that they would know the angle we would
be travelling in respect of their angle. The red light was the port side
and the green, the starboard. It saved having any collisions between two
ships approaching each other.
  Well up on the fore deck was a hatch where Shirley took me and with us
being in complete darkness, we were able to take off the shorts we were
wearing and he had me lay back on this hatch. The height from the deck was
just right for with him lifting my legs up to rest on his shoulders, my ass
was just at the right level of his rampant toy.
  So with him pulling my thighs towards him, he was able to enter my ass,
filling me with that throbbing piece of meat with made me gurgle with
delight as it entered and throbbed inside as he fucked me. I couldn't see
his face in the darkness but guessed that he had a big smile on his face at
now being able to fuck me. The cream, if that would be the right thing to
say, was the fact that he wasn't using a condom and so when he, in his
really reaming my insides, gave up his cum, I felt every emission. Coating
my ass which made me give out a small squeal at actually now feeling his
cumming inside of me. I was in heaven! Well I was looking up to the stars
at the time, so the allegory seemed to be just right for me, loving to feel
his cum splashing my insides for the first time.
  Needless to say that I didn't suck on his toy after he pulled out of me,
disappointing, but I'm sure you wouldn't have done so either.
  With him pulling himself out of my ass, caused me to give out a little
cry at losing what had just pleased me, my legs slipping off his
shoulders. But was gratified when he then leaned over on top of me and
kissed me, feeling that I now had an erection.
  `That was lovely Razor. Now it's your turn to give me the same pleasure,'
he said, breaking off the kissing and letting me move off the hatch for him
to then lay himself out in the same position that I had been in.
  How thrilled I was to pull his kegs up onto my shoulders and then pulled
him towards my throbbing toy which seemed to slide inside his ass without
any problem. What bliss to feel the compression and heat as my toy moved in
as far as I could get it, my thighs tight up to the cheeks of his bum. I
held his thighs tight as I began moving myself in and out of him, loving
the feel of his muscle squeezing and contracting round the shaft of my toy.
  But alas, like everything that is nice, doesn't last long and I was soon
really pounding his ass and then giving him my cum to little squeals of
delight from Shirley at feeling my release splashing his insides. I then
did the same as him after pulling out of his ass, to fall forward onto him
and kissing him, squashing our toys together as I did so.
  He eventually rolled me off of him saying, `That was awesome Razor. We
must do it this away again.' This we did on the few nights left before we
reached Port Said in Egypt.
  I was daily getting better as a steward in the dining saloon, looking
forward to our evening tryst up on the fore deck, laying back on the hatch
and being fucked in this fashion and then doing the same to him. It was the
only place where we could really do it without being interrupted or caught
having sex in this fashion.
  We soon docked in Port Said in the early hours and the passengers were
quick at having their breakfasts so as to go ashore. It was here that
Shirley showed his knowledge of the place by getting the two stewards who
had adjoining tables to ours by offering to see to their tables for lunch
with them looking after our evening dinner service. So this we did and only
had a few come in for lunch, Shirley telling me that they, the other two
stewards would have their hands full at dinner time when a lot of the
passengers returned to the ship. Especially those with children so that
they could be fed before putting them to bed for the night.
  Taffy and Jock had made the same arrangements, and so the four of us
after finishing off the lunch session, went ashore knowing that we didn't
have to be back aboard until midnight, the ship moving off into the Suez
Canal two hours later.
  We wandered through the markets first, looking at the rubbish that was
trying to be sold to us before we began pub crawling.
  `Bloody Wogs,' Jock exclaimed having just pushed two of the men away that
were trying to sell him something.
  `Wogs?' I asked of him.
  `Yes. That's what we call them. It dates back to when they began to make
the canal. The men wore jackets that had stencilled on the back of their
jackets, "Workers On Government Service", hence the name Wogs being given
to them.'
  `Oh,' was all I could say on hearing of this little bit of history.
  We carried on pushing our way through them and finished up in a bar that
had belly dancers as well as prostitutes. Of the latter, Jock went off with
one whereas Shirley and I, nor Taffy bothered with them. I did ask Shirley
if we were going to eat or not.
  `Not bloody likely!' he said. `All we do here is drink beer. Otherwise
you could finish up doing the Cairo two-step.'
  `Cairo two-step? What's that?' I asked.
  `The first step is to eat Egyptian food. The second step is to spend the
next twenty four hours in the toilet. In other words, it gives you the
shits,' he said with a grin. `That's why we only drink the beer which is
bottled, capped and safe to drink.'
  `Oh,' I said, then asked, `Can we go back to the ship to try and get
something to eat?' This was asked with my back to Taffy and gave Shirley a
wink. He cottoned on straight away.
  `Good idea. Taffy? We going back to the ship to find some food. When will
you be coming back aboard?' he asked.
  `About midnight when we have to be there,' he said, which suited us as it
was only nine o'clock. This would give us three hours alone. So we quickly
finished our beers and left Taffy to wait for Jock to carry on drinking.
  It wasn't until we were outside of the bar that Shirley took hold of my
hand and pulled me into a dark corner and kissed me.
  `That was a bloody good idea Razor. We've got at least two hours to suck
and fuck,' he said as he took my hand again for us to walk back to the
ship. He let go when we were close and we said goodnight to the deckhand
who was on duty there to stop stowaways from getting aboard before we went
up the gangplank and on to our cabin.
  When inside, we went straight into a clinch and tried kissing each other
as we fumbled in getting our clothes off until we were both naked. Shirley
was quick to go down onto his knees to take my toy which was now at a full
erection, into his mouth to start sucking on me. I only let him have a few
sucks before pulling myself out from his hot mouth.
  `Let's fuck first and suck later,' I said, now as avid for anal sex as he
was, liking it so much. He gave me a grin as he got up as I pulled my
mattress down to the deck as he switched on my bunk light before turning
off the main cabin one. He then stood on the edge of my bunk to get some
condoms down from his ditty box and as I went down onto my knees on the
mattress while he put a condom onto his cock before getting down onto his
knees behind me.
  This would be the first time that we fucked in the cabin since leaving
England and I was trembling with the excitement I was about to receive with
him fucking me first. I was already drooling at the mouth as his hands came
and held my hips and almost immediately felt the head of his toy touch the
entrance to my ass.
  With my hips being in a firm grip, he suddenly thrust his toy into me,
quick enough to bypass my inside muscle and have my insides glow with
having his throbbing toy sliding right up inside me as his thighs came up
to press themselves against the cheeks of my bum.
  What a glorious thing it was to feel him start to move in his fucking of
me, slowing pulling back and then pushing forward, having his toy pulsating
away giving me all kinds of pleasure as the nerves tingled throughout my
body. I now really loved being fucked and crooned as he moved himself
inside me, hoping he would last much longer than usual.
  But it wasn't to be, for he was soon gripping my hips firmly and began
pulling me back to his forward thrusts, really ramming himself into me and
then felt the head of his toy expand that little bit more and knew that he
was now cumming in his fucking of me. It was lovely before he came to halt,
leaning over my back, breathing heavily and started really using my inside
muscle to hold his toys tight inside me, but he won in pulling it out of
me.
  I was quick to turn round and whip off the condom to suck on his toy to
get the residue of his cum that coated the head and squeezed it to try and
get any left inside. I also gently chewed on it until it was clean and
finally released him, giving the head a kiss before straightening up for
him to hug and kiss me.
  Now it was my turn and I was rampant and had him give my toy a few sucks
before rolling the condom down over the head and shaft before turning round
on his knees presenting me with his backside. Changing the tactics used, I
just rammed my toy up into his ass before taking hold of his hips, catching
him unaware in doing so. With me fully embedded inside him, slowly began to
move in my fucking of him. It was lovely feeling my toy completely
surrounded by his inside flesh as I moved back and forth, having his muscle
flexing around the shaft as I did so.
  He was obviously enjoying it for he started to croon as I moved inside
him though it would be short lived for I felt my cum start to find its way
up my tube and so gripped his hips tighter as I really began ramming into
him. I felt my cum filling the condom and came to a stop with it still
throbbing away inside him, giving him the last few salvos before I was
empty of cum.
  Like me, he was quick to turn round after I'd pulled out of him and
having his hot mouth cover the head for him to suck and chew on.
  `Hey! Steady with the teeth on my toy,' I cried!, and had him release me
and straighten up.
  `Why do you keep calling your cock a toy?' he asked, holding my arms.
  `Well that's what my mother called it and I've sort of kept saying the
same about it since then,' I said, knowing that it was really a lame
excuse.
  `Well a toy is for a child to play with. A cock is for men to play with
like we do. Do you like me playing with your cock?' he asked.
  `Yes, I do,' I replied.
  `Well suck on this before I fuck you with it,' he said, straightening up,
his toy, sorry, his cock, was sticking out from between his thighs as he
sat back on his heels. I didn't think that he would be able to fuck me so
soon after already having done so a few minutes earlier.
  So not only did I like sucking on his cock, I loved having him shove it
up my ass and really slobbered on it as he opened the other condom
packet. I took it from him and rolled it down over his cock and turned
round on the mattress and made myself ready for him.
  I couldn't help the shiver I gave as I felt the head of it touch my ring
piece again and with him putting his hands onto my hips, felt him start
pushing it into me. I still didn't have proper control of my sphincter
muscle that tried to stop him from entering me and still got that sudden
shock of having him give the cheek of my bum a slap. But it worked and had
the head of his cock then enter and start to fully move into my ass,
feeling it throbbing away, making me drool at the mouth at the thrill it
was giving me.
  It takes longer to talk about what he was doing than the actual act of
having his cock slide up into me and then to have him moving his cock back
and forth as he fucked me. My body was positively glowing with all the
different tingles that my nerves gave out as he moved, loving the movement
of his cock inside me.
  I gave out a groan as he began to really ram himself into me, knowing
that he was about to shoot his cum into the condom, wanting him to really
fuck me without a condom on so that I could feel his cum coat my
insides. This would happen later, but now all I could feel was the little
bit of expansion of the head of his cock as he shot his load until he was
empty and came to a stop, leaning over my rear end as he panted.
  Now the bad part was about to happen and that was of him straightening up
and starting to pull out of me. Where the muscle there had at first tried
to stop him from entering me, it was now trying to stop him leaving, and
now gave out a little cry as I felt the head leaving my ass.
  Like him, I was quick to turn round and pull the condom off that lovely
cock that had just pleasured me, to suck on the head, licking off the cum
that had coated it as well as trying to suck any residue out of it.
  With it now cleaned by my tongue, released the head, giving it a final
kiss before straightening up for him to put his arms round me to pull me
forward to kiss me.
  `You've got a lovely tight ass,' he said between kisses, `and I love
fucking it.'
  `I love fucking yours too as well as sucking on your cock,' I replied.
  `Well let's do a bit more sucking of each other,' he said releasing me
from his arms, and we got the mattress back onto my bunk where we then got
on, lying on our sides, upside down to each other, and sucked each other's
cock as well as the balls beneath it. We both managed to get another
erection inside of an hour and soon gave each other our cum before having a
final kiss before having Shirley leave my bunk to pull himself up into his
own.
  I was almost asleep when the other two came into the cabin and at least
they only whispered to each other with us both appearing to be asleep,
which, within a few more minutes, I was.
                                                    *
  It was a grateful pint of tea from our Goanese which brought us back to
life and on getting out from my bunk, saw, by looking through the port
hole, that's the round window of the ships side, to see that we were moving
down through the canal. I even went up on deck before ticking on just to
see that we had sand on both sides instead of water. There was a road on
the west bank and had a motorcyclist give us a wave as he passed us by.
  After the mornings labour in scrubbing a section of a lower deck, it was
to get dressed properly to see to our tables for breakfast. Making sure
that the cutlery was clean and laid out properly before the gong was
sounded and had hordes of passengers come in to their tables to eat.
  I had one little arrogant shit of a boy at my table, upsetting the rest
and boy, didn't he cry when I hit him on the head with my cloth. The
parents didn't see me slip out the big spoon that I had hidden inside,
letting them see the floppy cloth afterwards. It was only then that they
started to make the boy behave himself , which he did.
  With both sessions seen to, I went up on deck to find that we'd entered a
big lake where the ships dropped anchor to wait for the ships coming up
from the south passing through for us to then continue on down. It was then
dark when we did, but the ship was lit up which stopped Shirley and myself
from going up on deck to fuck each other as it carried on down and out into
the Red Sea.
  When out there on our way to the next port of call, Bombay, did we get up
onto the fore deck to fuck each other. Though Shirley thought it wise to
only go up there every other night, which we did, both wanting each
other. The ship being dark except for the navigation lights, but dark
enough for us not to be seen, though we could see shadows up on the
bridge. I now wanted sex as much as Shirley did, lying on my back with my
legs up on his shoulders as he moved himself into me, making my toy, sorry,
cock, as hard as an iron bar that would shortly be up inside him.
  We finally reached Bombay and the four of us, me, Shirley, Paddy and Jock
went ashore though with the horrible crowd of filthy urchins and beggars
asked for some coins, we got separated. I saw two male passengers hailing a
gharry, that's an open air horse and carriage, and we were quite close to
them as they climbed aboard and saw up fighting our way through these hoard
of ruffians and called us over.
  `Want a lift?' one of the called out.
  `Yes please,' I answered and dragged Shirley for us both to climb
aboard. `Thanks very much. Those people down there are despicable,' I said
as we sat facing the two of them.
  `My name is Ron and this is J...John,' one said, offering his hand which
I shook, not knowing at that point that it wasn't a stutter he had uttered.
  `Mine is Razor. That's because my surname is Blade and this is
Shirley. Only called that for his last name is Temple.' And I shook hands
with John as Shirley then shook their hands.
  `We're having a trip round the town,' Ron said as the carriage moved off,
leaving the beggars and urchins behind.
  It was small talk then as we saw a lot of the sights there, especially
the one that we refused to go inside to look and that was the Tower of
Silence where some of the Indians laid out there dead. These were then
eaten by the vultures and their bones left to rot. We were told that there
were thousands of these bare bones in a massive heap beneath the grills
that they had been laid out on.
  So bypassing this place of horror, we were on our way back to the ship
and Shirley gave me a nudge to look at the other two who were then holding
hands. He was very outspoken then.
  `Are you two lovers like we are?' he asked, taking hold of my hand. This
made John blush as Ron said that they were.
  `So you two have mutual sex together as well then,' Ron asked, to which
Shirley nodded.
  `Yes, and Razor is the biggest and best I've ever had,' Shirley said.
  Ron looked and John for a moment before looking back at us.
  `Would...would you like to have a foursome then?' Ron asked in a shy
voice, him blushing now.
  `Yes. I would. Razor?' and he looked at me. I was dumbfounded at him
being so outspoken. `I think he's a bit shy as he hasn't been with anyone
else except me. But he does like having sex. But where could we?'
  `In our cabin,' Ron replied. `We won't be disturbed there.'