Ch. 47: A Whole New Kind of Horny For Us

Seattle and our cruise ship awaits

Hey Guys, this is it, the start of our short vacation cruise. I hope you enjoy it!

I’d normally say, I haven’t got a clue on how the day will go until I experience it with Larry. Not for these postings, I know what happened and I’m going to do my best to let you in on all the good stuff! (I'm going to use some stock photos here and there too, like the one above of the NCL Joy Cruise Ship docked.)

I will not write a travelogue of cruising to Alaska, or all the side trips. I might make short references to them though if I think it is important. This is going to be about Larry and me and how our wives survived us! If you really want to know more about cruising the 'NCL JOY', check out the ton of videos on a YouTube channel. The same goes for the Alaskan Cities too. Personally, I think Alaska is an awesome place, the people not serving Cruise Guests are real and beautiful and the kind of friends you’d want to have. I can’t speak as nicely about those poor souls facing days and weeks of Cruise Passengers. You tend to find clerks that are less than enthusiastic about the cruisers. Frankly, I don’t blame them, I’ve watched many passengers over the years, they are not a pretty sight to behold. Sometimes, arrogant or bitchy, or trying to get a better deal. Sorry, I’ve already said too much about cruising.

THE CHEAP FLIGHT TO SEATTLE
Cheap flights are always a joke played on you by a greedy airline, and you fall for it every time without fail!

South Sardine Airlines to Seattle

So. I’m not going to tell you about how the seats get smaller, the legroom tighter, baggage charges get higher, the flight attendants get older; no, I’m not going to tell you any of that. I will tell you, we sat like Sardines in three seats across rows; we had the aisle and middle seats. The wives sat together in front of us, and we behind them. We lucked out, the window seat had a petite young Asian Girl who spent the two hours plus flight with her Air Pods listening to whatever, and totally ignored us; fucken yay! Unfortunately, the wives didn’t fare as well, their window seat passenger, needed to get up for the bathroom often, and he was a big guy too. After the third “excuse me, excuse me” to leave again, it was hard for Larry and me to stifle the laughter. Man, we lucked out, hugely!

I did get just a little fresh with my Babe though. The first thing I did was lift the arm rest up between us, giving us more of a couch seating. He was good with that. And then, we pulled down the tray tables to hide our laps from view. We both wore shorts without belts, Polo style shirts with collars, and sandals. Typical speed through TSA garb.

You know I get turned on by Larry’s dense and curly body hair, so I placed my left hand on his thigh often, twirling his leg hair with my thumb and index finger.  It probably annoyed the shit out of him, but my fingers know no constraint when near him. Sorry Babe, I have so little control over them! Oh, he fucken loves my little problem, I hope. At least he didn’t stop me. I was able to convince my fingers from traveling up to his crotch though. I should get credit for that, huh. Sometimes, Larry would rub my knee; he knows what pain I’m going through lately. I should have gotten a Cortisone shot in my knees before leaving; I’m going to be sorry; I just know it!

We really behaved ourselves on the plane, but I’d have to credit that to the backseat of his truck last night. That was more fun, so much so, my knees only screamed a little! That fucking was to last us a week. Now, after playing with his leg hair, I’m wondering if it will! I’m already plotting our next adventure, just wait!

THE NEXT STOP, THE EDGEWATER HOTEL

The Edgewater is on a dock

The Edgewater Hotel Shuttle picked us up at the airport and delivered us to the hotel in record time. We gathered the cruise luggage and headed inside to check-in. Since this vacation was on the girls, we let them check-in for us. I don’t know, for me the jury is out on this; I’m not used to being treated like this. However, I’m not saying I hate it. It’s nice having someone else handle the stress for a change.

Two beds and four people, good luck

The Bellman loaded our luggage and carry-on bags onto a gurney and the four of us followed him to our rooms. We got to our floor and headed out to the rooms. The Bellman opened a nice-looking room with two double beds. Started to unload the gurney, and then my wife took out $10.00 bill from her purse and handed it to him as he left. "Whoa, guy where’s our other room?" "No other room Sir, this is, your room." I looked over to my wife, and she shakes her head yes, he’s right. Ellen seems to agree, leaving Larry and me looking dumbfounded. At least there was a nice waterfront view out the window.

The Ship is close to the hotel too

The wives almost spoke in tandem, saying, “do you realize that this room will end up costing us way over $400.00 tonight? And, if we had two rooms, you do the math!” “Wow, but why did you pick such an expensive hotel?” “Because it’s close to the Cruise Terminal and by sharing, it’s cheaper than most of the nice places close by.” Said between Larry and my self, it ended up as, "well, you ladies are running the show!"

We picked the beds we wanted, my wife and I picked the one near the window, and they got the one near the door. I suggested to my wife that we pick the window bed for a reason, more ambient light at night for that trip to go pee. Understand, that's what I told her, but I had my reasons, which you'll find out about soon. Besides, they may like the darker area of the room. 

The wives suggested after we get a bit of rest, that we walk over to the Waterfront Shops, and have dinner there tonight. I looked at Larry’s painful looking face, and giggled to myself, he fucken hates shopping! Double that, if it includes his wife. I’m okay, anything is better than being in that sardine can of an airplane, and overstuffed shuttle van. The walk sounds great as long as my knees hold out. I told Larry maybe we could enjoy some fresh air while the wives hit the stores. He was good with that idea.

Larry and I changed out of our shorts for some long pants, (My wife call them, Big Boy Pants), so we could eat at a nice restaurant later tonight. Of course, the wives are going to go through a complete wardrobe change and make-up, which would take, who knows how long, so, we told them to meet us down in the Edgewater’s Six Seven Restaurant Bar. Better than having to watch them for an hour!

WAITING IN THE BAR

The Bar at the Six Seven Restaurant

Down in the bar, we got our first chance today to really talk to each other, without a crowd around us. I asked him how he was doing so far, he told me, finally, much better, at least right now with me! We laughed; we have such a calming effect on each other now. I thought, here’s my chance to tell him why I picked the bed near the window. He told me he didn’t care, which bed anyway. So, I asked him, “which side of the bed do you normally sleep on.” “Well, facing the bed from the foot, the left-side.” I said, that’s right, it’s exactly where you slept on our two trips. And then I must have slept on the right-side. “Okay, Babe where are you going with this?” “Well, tonight as I’m sleeping on my left-side, guess who I’ll see a few feet away from me?” “Marcus, baby, I thought we were going to try not to get horny for each other, this week!” “Yeah, but I can still look at you, huh?” Larry just laughed at me and shook his head like I was crazy; the little turd! I suspect this will be an interesting night, but I certainly didn’t think we’d be sharing a room though. Finally, but less than an hour, the girls joined us at the bar for a glass of wine, and then for the walk and shopping.

If I write about everything we do on this cruise, it will be a book! Trust me, there’s nothing interesting reading about two women shopping while their men wait, so I’ll spare you the grief of reading it! However, I’m going to write about stuff that was memorable or funny, or sexy; I spare you the rest.

FINALLY, SOMETHING INTERESTING HAPPENED TODAY

Well, I think this little vignette, qualifies as funny, maybe even sexy. After we came back from our nice evening out, even Larry was okay with it too. (There maybe a story there, but I’m really trying to stay focused for you.) Back in the room, all four of us kicked off our shoes, ahhhh! That was a lot of walking. I grabbed an armchair to sit down on and was tempted to turn on the TV but didn’t. My lovely wife decided the time was right to announce loudly, after maybe more Merlot Wine than she should have drunk in one evening, “And guys, Marcus, and you too Larry, for God Sake, wear some damn underwear to bed tonight!” Okay, that was from left-field, kind of got me way the fuck off my game, but I was saved by someone you’d not expect. No, not Larry, whom I think made believe he didn’t hear any of that, but his wife Ellen did!

You are not going to believe this, but I’m going to tell you anyway. Ellen told my wife, “speak for yourself sweetie, I like my man naked in bed!” Okay, this is not the part I think that is hard to believe. If you think my wife drank a lot of wine, Ellen kept up with her too! So, we have two tipsy women in our room tonight! And Ellen is not done talking yet! She told my wife this, “And, I like looking at your Marc’s cute little tan ass, too! Marc, you shave your ass hair, right? It’s sooo hot, you have a hot cute ass, all tan and smooth, I love your smooth little tight ass Marky!” Larry looks over to me with wide eyes expressing, ‘What the Fuck was that all about look!’ I shrug my shoulders for him, but Ellen is waiting for her answer. I tell her, “no, I don’t have to shave my ass, no hair grows back there on me.” Then Ellen keeps it up, as if she never heard a word I said, “so tonight, I want to see that cute tan ass, all naked, very naked! And your little wiener too, it’s just like my baby’s wiener; did you know my baby shaves his nut sack for me? He does, he has big nuts, have you seen how big, baby show him your nuts, oh you’ll like them, they’re so big!” If Larry could have crawled into a knot hole, I’m sure he would have. I’m surprised he didn’t try to stop Ellen from carrying on. However, I thought it was fucken hilarious!

I figured this is not going to end soon or at least until she falls asleep. My wife is listening, but hasn’t said a word, and that is uncomfortable for me right now; I don’t know what she’s thinking, and will there be a drunken cat fight of words? I decide for some stupid reason to join-in the drunken conversation, and I’m not the least bit drunk. I thank her for telling me I have a cute tan ass, and try to straighten out the little wiener part, it’s not little! And, I don’t dare say anything about Larry shaved big nuts, but oh I’m going use that soon! That is making me all giddy inside thinking how I can use it to my advantage one day.

So, I throw this out to the group instead, “why am I just finding out now that I have a cute ass? You mean there’s no one here that could have told me my ass was cute? Don’t you think I’d like to know that? Honey, why haven’t you told me I have cute ass; I’d think you would have told me?” She just looked at me with almost dizzy stoned eyes, and shook her head and shrugged, she didn’t know. However, I believe it’s more about, why are we talking about your naked and tan ass anyway? Then I sent a question to Larry, (don’t forget, he doesn’t drink, only Club Soda with Lime, he’s very sober); “Larry, my best effing buddy, why didn’t you tell me I had a cute ass? I told you that yours was cute years ago!” He said, “don’t look to me to say anything about your ass, you’ll never hear me say anything queer like that!” I thought to myself, buddy, good old news cover. So, Ellen, said, “Well, I told you, you handsome devil, so there, you heard it from me, and I want to see it! Show me now, I want to see it now, (she was looking directly at my wife and nodding her head yes), it’s sooo cute!” She was trying to get my wife to agree, but getting nowhere fast. I told her she could see it later when we go to bed. She was getting very sleepy and was mostly slurring her words now, but I do think I heard a disappointing word or two about not getting to see my cute ass. Maybe I should have granted her wish, huh? I'm not directing that to you Larry, however, I may have to remind you that I have an ass fan now!

The girls were getting so out of it, that we helped them into bed, but they did say no, first, night clothes, please get their night clothes out of their carry-on bags for them. 

We are sweet guys you know; I helped my wife and he helped his wife, and I wish I had a video to show them, but I figured they’d end up using it against us anyway. At least Larry and I got a great laugh out of their drunkenness. And, I finally got told, I have a cute tight ass! 

It is cute, right, okay it's tan.

I asked Larry to let me have this one. He said, “what one?” “The cute tight ass, one.” “Oh, come on, you didn’t know that?” “Maybe, but it was nice to hear it for once, even though she may never remember anything said later.” “Marcus, you have a fucking awesome ass, there I said it!” “But not like you meant it; you’re just saying that.” “OMG, do you want to go look in the bathroom mirror, so I can detail all the awesomeness?” “Yes!” “Well bite me, that ain’t gonna happen!” I think this went on for long enough, and laughed, but I did say, “you don’t have the guts to tell me, what’s awesome anyway!” He knew this was only playful banter, and added, “if I take you in there, it’s not going to be looking in the mirror stuff! And, you know what I fucken mean too!”

MEANWHILE…

I gave Larry a view to dream on!

In case you are wondering, we did not sleep in our underwear, and no, horny little Ellen never got to see my cute tan hairless ass. At least, I don’t think so. But I did get to see a cute hairy ass, and one very hard wiener too! I’m no slouch, I showed him my hard wiener, and one better, I started rubbing it as I laid on my side facing him. He was enjoying the view, and then as an afterthought, started rubbing his for me to see too. You know this is not going to end well if we continue. I got out of bed as quietly as I could, stepped over to Larry and kissed him goodnight and then, my bad right hand couldn’t help itself and just had to rub his dick for as long as we kissed. Quietly, during the kissing, he whispered to me, “you are going to pay dearly for that! Think about how, as you try to sleep tonight!” Wow, a sexual threat from my Babe! Now I wonder if he has the balls to do something about it tonight!

Okay, that was Seattle’s highlight, I always have a good time there and I’ve missed the well-known rain each time. Just good luck, I guess. I’m committed to not making our journal a travelogue of our vacation though, so enough on Seattle.

We also got glimpse of what this trip might end up like now that the four of us have become totally comfortable with each other; maybe it’s the nude/naked encounters in my pool that paved the way for us. But you can’t discount how much the four of us really love being with each other too. There is that tension still out there that Larry and I could blow it big time! Pun not intended but was probably subconsciously added by "Yours ‘fucking horny’ Truly!" 

We will be at Sea for the weekend, I don’t know what to expect, but after tonight, I’d be thinking something sexy maybe!

Okay guys, now I must write the next chapter from my notes, maybe you’ll see it sooner than in the past postings of ours. I don’t want to be still writing about Alaska months from now! Stay horny for us!

Marcus

Our ALASKAN CRUISE journal continues in Chapter 48:

https://brosgonerogue.blogspot.com/2019/09/ch-48-that-was-unexpected-fun.html