Ch. 49 My Ass Had Goosebumps!

NCL Joy Docked in Juneau, Alaska

Hi guys another day of waking up at sea. I don’t know if some of you guys know this, most of the cruising at sea is done at night, leaving the day for Shore Excursions. In a couple of days we will be cruising at sea during the day as well.

Have no fear, I’m still committed to keeping the stories about Larry and me while we are on the cruise, with a little background info as needed. If I stray a bit, I’m Marcus, you already know I’m going to do that anyway. You still love me, huh? No, that’s okay, you can love Larry instead. 😜

COFFEE INCIDENT TODAY
It was early in the morning, earlier than I should be up on a vacation day! We are still at sea, due to dock in Juneau sometime soon, I guess. I open the sliding door to our balcony to see how it feels outside, not bad I think, so, I go out and look off the balcony to the sea. I’m fresh out of bed, so you know that means naked. No one can see me anyway, so, Ta-Da, Marcus Au Natural! Then I get brave and walk over to Larry and Ellen's adjoining Balcony, but I don’t look inside, however, I am visible to anyone awake and looking out the sliding door. You must know that I’m stalking Larry, just in case he’s awake, however, I do walk back over to our side of the balconies soon after.

Just as it was with the last cruise, their bedroom is next to the balcony, ours is near the front of the stateroom. Apparently, he was awake because I heard the sliding door open, but it could have been Ellen, I didn’t factor that into my thoughts though. But it wasn’t, it was my naked Babe that came outside. I didn’t get a “good morning” or “hi Babe” I got a big fat yawn, ass scratch and finally a comment, “turn towards me, I wanna see.” I turned towards him and his next comment was, “I thought you might be sporting a half-boner!” Well, I guess I really had one until I saw his nakedness, and now the half-boner was becoming full boner. It was only fair, so, I asked him to face me too; he did not match me at all! Maybe there was a threat of a boner to come, but not like me. “Thanks for the sad view Babe!” “What sad view?” I pointed at his shrunken dick and said, “Look down and observe!” “It’s my dick, it’s not fucken awake yet! Besides, it’s not that warm outside!” “Yeah, not like home, that’s for fucken sure!” And then, I started to laugh, and said, “maybe it needs some hot coffee?” He did give it a nice long pull and it started to wake up a little for him.

He told me that maybe if we both get our showers and dress; we could go for some coffee before breakfast with the wives. I told him, “Good idea Babe, I could use some coffee right about now.” He rewarded me by pulling his dick out on purpose, in front of me a couple more times, and now it’s looking more alive! Of course, I just stood there enjoying the view, it was a show for me, it’s the least I could do, right? I told him to jiggle his balls for me, and he just gave me the finger! The fucking nerve of him! 🤨 But he did say, “go get your fucken shower; see you in 10 minutes!” “Can we make that 15 minutes?” “Marc, Babe, no jerking-off, 10 minutes!” “Old Grouch!”

One quick shower, towel dry, dressed and out the door in less than 10! Guess who took longer? Not me! I fell for this one, he’s probably still jerking off, I’d go in and get him, but Ellen might be stirring about now; I’ll wait out in the corridor. He’s gonna pay for this sometime soon! Watch him come out laughing at me too! More than likely, he’s just sitting inside making me wait, the little fucker! 

In more like 20 minutes, out comes clean and groomed Larry, looks at me and says, “What? That was 10 minutes!” “Ya, in what Universe! Come on let’s go, and you get to pay for the coffee and a roll too!” “No, Ellen is paying for it, remember?” “Okay, when we get back, the coffee is on you; making me wait for no reason, grumble, grumble!”

We get down to deck 6 to Starbucks for coffee and pastries. Wait in line behind a bunch of 'fru-fru' coffee drinkers, to get our plain coffee, none of that fancy shit for us, coffee, black for him, with acid reflux stopping cream for me. And then, find a table to have our coffee and croissants. 🥐 We are sitting opposite of each other, as much as I’d love to sit beside him, we are maintaining our straight Bro cover just in case. In case of what, who knows. But after several minutes chatting and drinking our coffee, Larry points out to me a couple of middle aged guys behind me are non-stop staring at us. It was making him nervous too. He told me to casually peek over my shoulder to check them out.

New friends, Pete and Maurice

When I did change my position to check them out, I recognized them from the last couple of days having coffee early in the morning too. They seem to fit into our age group, maybe in their mid to late 50’s and bears for sure, and a definite Out couple. One of the guys shaved his head, and the other's arms were covered in tattoos. Both men had trimmed beards and had their share of body hair. They were a hot looking couple of bears as far as I was concerned, and maybe they thought we were too, could be.

I nodded hello to them, and gave them my winning smile, and then turned my chair back around to continue talking to Larry. Next thing out of Larry’s mouth was, “oh, oh, one of them is headed over here.” So, I turned around again to greet him. The tattooed man introduced himself to us and said they noticed us here now for a few days and wondered if we’d like to join them at their table. He said they have seen us around a few times, even at the late comedy shows too. He said they were wondering if we were a couple too. Larry spoke up quickly and said, “no, we’re here with our wives and we’re only best friends.” My heart sank a bit at his quick response, but I completely understand why he said that. There could be a run in with them when we are out with our wives, it could go bad fast. I bite my tongue as he was about to return to his table.

I told Larry, why don’t we take them up on the table visit, it would be nice to meet some guys on the cruise. I know Larry is expecting something off the wall, Marcus style if we do go, but he did finally agree to go join them. I gave the tattooed guy a wink with a smile, and said we will gather up our stuff and come over. Larry told me after he left, that the two of them have not taken their eyes off me. “Really, are you sure it’s not you they were looking at?” “Trust me, it’s not me they are interested in; please don’t do anything stupid, okay?” “Who me, do something stupid?” “Yes, you! Maybe I’m being a little jealous of their attention to you.” “Yeah, do you mean that? That’s sweet, you have no fear with me on that, you’re the only man I’ll ever want!” “Me too! Well, you know what I mean!” I smiled and winked at Larry too.

When we got to their table, both stood up to greet us and we exchanged names, (I did use our real names with them, no need to hide them here), where we all came from, and couple status. The men were from Montreal, and very nice guys, polite and nothing like what you’d expect from their bearlike lumberjack appearance. The bald guy was Pete and the tattooed guy was Maurice. They’ve been a couple for years and were considering marriage one day. They had been straight married like us but came out after their marriages broke up. I could see they were in love with each other just like us, however, they don’t know that for sure. I’m pretty sure they have detected more than just best friends when observing us though. We told them about our wives and neighbor status, and very long friendship. Plus, this was our third cruise together as friends.

Larry was probably getting his fill of the questions and answers session and excused himself to hit the Head for a piss. I joked with him to lighten up his stressed look, I told him to take a piss for me too, while he was there! I thought it was funny, maybe not so much for him though. After he was gone, the tattooed guy, Maurice, looked at me and said, “You love him, right? More than friends I bet?” I asked him why he thought that. I figured we’ve been so good at playing the just Bros act this cruise. He said that they weren’t born yesterday, that there was something going on between us. I told him we were more than just good friends, but please, do not say anything to him about this. I think he was going to say why, but the look I got said he totally understood, and don’t worry. He did offer us the chance to talk if we wanted to. I said, I would really like to, but only if I get Larry to agree to do it with me. But I told them not to hold their breath on that. Maybe I gave them too much information, I don’t know, I hope not. I think they would really like to help us, but maybe as a couple, we aren’t ready just yet.

When Larry returned to the table, the focus was all on him. The bald guy, Pete, asked Larry if he was a model or had done modeling. Larry gave him his best, are you fucken crazy look, and said, “God no! Why would you think that?” The guy told him he was very handsome and looked the part. Larry did thank him for the compliment! Maybe because for the first time in my experience with him, we were talking to two guys who could give my Babe a run for his money on body hair. Maybe he found the conversation kind of fun to hear? I have been very supportive of the way Larry looks, you all know that, but maybe hearing it from guys a lot like him was what he needed to hear for once? They didn’t stop there too, his blue eyes came up next, and his very blonde body hair got its mega turn too. 

There was no question the guys were very turned on to Larry, and maybe they used me to get to him. Kind of bummed me out, Larry said they were all into me earlier. I was getting to like the sound of that. I know Larry gets off on me like I do with him. But maybe I’d like to hear some guys gushing over me for once, I’m not a bad looking guy. Sob, sob; oh, I’m just having fun with you here, I don’t need validation from guys! (Yes, I do!) I know that when together, Larry and I will get longer looks from people, than normal; I also figured it was hard to pass up Larry, but there are people who like brown haired guys too! However, all of this was making my Babe very uncomfortable, so I helped him by breaking up the love fest, with, "we need to get our wives up for breakfast." Larry quickly agreed. I winked privately to Larry and gave him the look that said we will talk about this when we are alone. The men rose from their chairs and we all shook hands and said maybe we’ll get a chance to have coffee again before the cruise was over. I said that would be nice. The chances are, only if they stalk us, Larry is so not ready to come out and play yet.

On the way up to our staterooms, I asked him about his feelings talking with those friendly bears. He had his usual one-word response, “Scary!” “Really? Why, they were complimentary to you.” “Exactly! Are we giving off vibes that we are gay? I don’t want to do that with our wives around!” I just shook my head in agreement, but I was thinking, he only was concerned because of the ‘wives,’ not the two of us. Maybe in the right environment, he’d be open to appearing as a couple with me. After all, he did in Big Sur. “Do you want to meet up with them again?” “Hell no! I mean, they were nice guys and all, but I have a feeling they think we are gay, like them!” “Ya think, huh?” “Yes, you fucker, now let’s change the fucking subject!” This time I only laughed inside my head, out of respect for my Babes feelings. I know exactly why he feels like that, I’ve been there myself once, I’m just relaxing my guard more now. I think gay or bi guys would make great friends and resources for us. But he’s right, not with our wives close by. 

WHAT’S UP FOR TODAY?

We headed back to our deck on the elevators to meet up with the wives. Thankfully, fully dressed and ready for breakfast with us. And, no complaints for being gone too long. Maybe we’re getting good at timing ourselves? Maybe. It was nice to not hear complaints though. Since we will be heading to land for the day, we chose the Buffet for a quick breakfast. Just in case you wondered, meaning you’ve read previous chapters, Larry found the bacon first, filled his plate with it leaving enough room for maybe one scrambled egg! I just started laughing when I saw the plate, and I went up to his ear and said to him, “if there’s one thing I can say about you, you’re predictable!” “What, I didn’t take all the bacon, 🥓 there’s still some left!” We both laughed, bacon has become our go to personal little joke over the years. Now, I’m a bacon lover too, but not to his level though. But if he really did quit or cutback, what would I have to joke about? I swear, if they came out with bacon flavored ice cream, he’d be first in line to taste it. Oh, oh, I remember, a few years ago when the four of us went to the State Fair, and he found the ‘Chocolate Covered Bacon’, booth. He made all of us taste a bit of the bag he bought; I couldn’t spit it out fast enough. To his credit, he didn’t like it too! The bag never left the State Fairgrounds!

Anyhow, back to the story, the wives have planned some shore Excursions for this week too. Today we are in Juneau, the 'Rain Forrest' Capital of Alaska. I’ll devote at least one paragraph to how I wouldn’t pay the exorbitant per passenger excursion prices that are being charged lately. I’ll get back to you later about this.

Whale watching was worth the cost

They planned a Whale Watching Cruise and some touring of this landlocked city. Of course, it’s Juneau, we will get drizzled on, but it wasn’t pouring out, it was refreshing compared to the 100° weather we’ve come from. We were not disappointed on the watch though, I’ve seen the whales on a former trip here, but this time we saw a pod of Orcas, the huge male and several of his females and babies. They put on a show for us as we started our return to the buses that brought us here. On the bay we saw several Humpback Whales too! I swear these animals are on the payroll! There was another watching boat far away from us, and we all could see the Humpbacks Breaching and giving them a show. As excited as we were, we thought it would have been nice to see that closer to us. Have no fear, on cue, the few whales showing off came over to our boat too. Seeing their Flukes splashing, spouts of expelled water high in the air, more than paid for the excursion. And then, the big one, what, maybe 40 to 60 feet long, I don’t know, but that fucker was huge! Decided to head directly to our watching boat, closer, and closer, until he dived under us.

This one dived right under us!

From the cheering and excited talk, everyone shut up, you could hear a fucken pin drop! You must know every soul on that boat, including me, expected to be capsized by that beast. Nothing happened except for some rolling motion, we’re waiting, all privately saying our prayers. I’m guessing some were swearing if we get out of this alive, they’ll never tempt whales ever again! I can’t say I got that far though. But the Captain, a woman quite capable of handling that boat, knew what to expect. She finally told us on her loudspeaker, that these Humpback Whales can dive deep and stay under for 20 minutes or longer. Don’t worry he’s long gone from here. Suddenly, the noise level returned, cameras were clicking and relieved chatter around. It was fucking awesome; I think some might have peed a little. No, not me!

So many Bald Eagles, like Pigeons!

On the way back to our docked ship, the bus driver narrated the points along the way, but my eyes were fixed. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking, wrong! It was the Bald Eagles 🦅 they were all around like pigeons! Some were sitting atop telephone poles, other in treetops, some in flight! Oh, my Lord, is there anything more beautiful; (yeah, get your heads out of the gutter.) I’ll get to that again soon enough! He said the locals refer to them as ‘Eraser Heads,’ I’d refer to them as fucking beautiful! And huge! Where we live there are tons of wild turkeys 🦃 in our neighborhood. They are big, these are bigger! I think I liked seeing the Bald Eagles more than the whales. 

Result of Cruise Ships in Juneau

Before we all headed back to the ship, the wives were gift shopping, remember, we both have new grandsons, perfect reason to gift shop! I remained outside the shops with Larry to keep him company. 'Larry don’t do shopping!' Except for Costco, remember? Costco is for free food samples and $1.50 giant Hot Dogs with drink. Now I invite him to shop with me if it’s just Costco, or Home Depot! Hey, at least I get to be with him for a while!

BACK ONBOARD THE NCL JOY

Of course, the wives needed some rest, a short nap before getting ready for the dinner and showtime. This is the kind of stuff that’s boring, so I’m not going to write about it, every night it’s similar. It’s why you cruise. It’s fun but doesn’t fit well with our blog theme. 

Larry and I head up to the Lido deck for a snack before dinner. We skipped lunch, but hey, we’re guys, we eat! We each found different food spots and met at a table near the window viewing the shore. I don’t think I spent much time looking out the window, and too much time soaking in the 'Larry view'. I got a, “What are you doing” from him, adding. “We can’t look at each other that way, not unless you want to blow it!” I apologized, and said “I can’t help it, sometimes when we are alone like this, I block out everything but you.”  He said that he knew that, but we are around people that could blow our cover. I’m so fucking tired of covers! But if I lose him over this, I don’t know what I’d do. I’m fucking serious! But I know it’s a ‘I want my cake and eat it too’ thing, that I must get over. Somehow, it’s worse when we are together like this, I seem to handle it better when I’m alone in my office.

So, I look out the window and try to make small talk. I know in his heart, it’s the same for him. So, I ask him if he’d like to check out one of the music venues tonight instead of the comedy room. “Abso-fucken-lutely, I do!” He had both hands on the table holding his soft drink, I just quickly placed my hand on top of his closest hand and gave it a squeeze, it was a quick move on my part. Safe I thought. Well, almost safe, damn!

We got up to return to our staterooms, and if time and weather permits, a stay on our balconies before dressing. However, while we were sitting and looking out the window, a few tables away were our friendly bear admirers. They didn’t miss a trick. When I turned to go, I spotted them, and they waved us over to them again. Maurice the tattooed guy asked us if we were going to the comedy club tonight. I took a chance, and in front of Larry said, "no, maybe find a music venue we’d like instead." Pete the bald guy said he wanted to check out the Cavern Nightclub, there’s a Beatles Cover Band playing there, and that got Larry’s attention! Suddenly, he’s active in the conversation now. I looked over to Maurice while they were talking, and he winked at me. And no, it wasn’t an eye twitch, it was a ‘gotcha knowing wink’ and I got what it meant too. These two were looking for some playtime buddies on the cruise.

After the short exchange we got their stateroom number and deck, and a cell phone number from Maurice. I’ve got this feeling, we’ve been sorted and chosen, Maurice has a thing for me, he never takes his eyes off me. And Pete may be more than a little fascinated with Larry and his curly blonde body hair. Pete is very hairy, it’s hard to tell since there’s such a difference in hair color, which one is hairier. He might be barking up the wrong tree, Larry has been struggling with being hairier than we wishes to be. Maurice is a hair bear, hell, even I consider myself a hair bear, but I lose in this foursome. Maybe I’m a little jealous of these guys, nah, I’m good! But there’s no way we will be ignored tonight by them, it’s a music date!

CUT TO LATER THAT NIGHT

Let’s skip to the good stuff huh. With the wives blessings we were released to listen to some live music. They said that maybe they’ll head for the Casino tonight for a while. I was glad to hear that; I was starting to feel bad about abandoning them after a nice day.

Maurice and Pete's Concierge Villa Suite on Deck 14

Go figure, Larry suggested that we go to Maurice and Pete’s stateroom located on deck 14 mid ship, to get them and then head to the Cavern. We started out to get them after we checked the deck map to see which elevator to use. It didn’t take long to get there at all, I was wondering if they had a mini suite like us or maybe an inside windowless room. Man, oh man, we weren’t ready for this. Screw the stateroom like us or inside room, theirs was the biggest suite I’ve ever been in on a ship! It was called the Concierge Villa Suite. Who the fuck are these guys?! Their place was bigger than our two together, they had a king-sized bed, big sitting room with large screen TV, a dining area and desk and elegant bathroom. The balcony ran the full length of the room and was spectacular. I had to tell them, they had very good taste in accommodations! (But I wanted to say something Marcus-like but held my tongue.) Even that seemed too little and less than something I’d be known to say, I was just fucking floored, Larry was just taking it all in, nothing coming out of his mouth yet. They were ready to go and all four of us headed out for a night of music, and drinks, well you know, Club Soda and lime for Larry. I think something a lot stronger is going to be my choice tonight. I’m in the fucken mood now!

As we were walking down the corridor to the elevators, Larry and Pete were walking together and talking about the Beatles. At last he found a guy to match his knowledge of the group. Considering I was a baby during their heyday, and Larry was born after the group disbanded, he’s a big retro-fan, I guess you could call him. I bet he is having a great time with Pete talking Beatles shit, too. 

As we were walking behind him, Maurice put his hand on my right arm to hold me back a bit. He had something to say and didn’t want them to hear. He moved closer to me so I could hear him speak in his low sexy French-Canadian voice. “Marcus, you love him very much, am I the right, no?” I asked, “Why would you think that?” “Marcus, I’m not blind, it’s obvious you two have a thing going on. I’m gay, not un-observant.” So, I had to ask, what else he thought. “Okay, what are we doing that made you think this?” I still didn’t agree to his comments, just trying to find out what we may have to change. He said, “well maybe it’s how you guys look at each other, I mean get a room, Hommes!” And he laughed trying to lighten up his comments. I said, “Really, I didn’t think we had any kind of look at all.” “Marcus, forget it, it’s just my opinion anyway, it means, nothing!” “No, it does matter to me.” “Marcus please, it’s nothing, maybe my ‘gaydar’ is misfiring on me.” 

I felt a Marcus thing about to happen, and I’m powerless to stop it too. Here goes… “Maurice, yes, you are right, I do love him very much, and it’s reciprocated.” And then I added, “We are both married to great wives, it’s fucking complicated.” Maurice again put his hand on my arm, but this time it stopped us from walking. “Marcus, we have gone through the same thing, you are not alone at this. Pete and I have known each other for years while we were married to our wives. We got together occasionally, but eventually realized we were happiest when we were together. Now we are talking about getting married, isn’t that great?” “Yes, my friend, I’m happy to hear that.” We stopped talking, maybe we both said too much, and we needed to catch up with them. I doubt the two of them ever knew we stopped to talk. 

The Cavern Nightclub

There’s no question, that Maurice was very interested in getting to know me, and Pete certainly looked like he was having a great time chatting with Larry. I’m not jealous at all; I’ve so wanted to have a Out gay friend to confide in, someone willing to not sugarcoat stuff, when we had concerns. I’m not saying these are the guys, but Maurice made me feel comfortable enough to let out our secret. I hope I didn’t screw things up! I kind of laughed to myself, because the first question I thought of asking Maurice, had nothing to do with gay concerns, it was why does have so many fucking tattoos! Don’t be concerned, I didn’t say anything about the ink. It really was distracting, he’s not a bad looking middle-aged guy, and a great looking bear. I guess I don’t understand the tattoo thing, I mean, you have to look at those fucking things forever; knowing me, I’d want to change them monthly! Ha ha, it’s the truth though!

Beatles Cover Band at the Cavern

What was strange for the evening, instead of spending time with Larry, I had Maurice’s attention as Larry had Pete’s attention. Between you and me, [close your eyes Larry], I don’t think Maurice was a big fan of the Beatles, can I have a high-five on that! I was so happy my Babe got his fill talking and listening to Beatles Trivia with another aficionado. 

Later, when we left the Cavern, Maurice asked me if Larry and I would like to go back to their suite for some wine and conversation. I gave him what was probably a scared shitless look, and he quickly assured me, nothing sexual at all, just conversation. I said we can’t stay too long or we’ll have to explain ourselves to the wives, and let’s see what Larry has to say. Maurice took it upon himself to bring up the subject of the late-night visit to both Larry and Pete, and got a, “sure, sounds great!” From them, I added, “why not sounds like fun, and I’d love to see your suite again.” 

Hallway to their suite

So, off to the ‘Land of Oz Suite,’ together, there was no separating Larry and Pete still talking about the Beatles while Maurice and I ignored them. Maurice the ‘perfect tattooed host’, said they had Champagne in the refrigerator, would we like to join them. I said, “Absolutely!” Larry had to remind them he doesn’t drink anymore. Maurice asked him was there something else they could offer him, and Larry said water was good. As perfect Hosts they both congratulated him and asked how long he has been sober, if he didn’t mind saying. Proudly, he stated, “over ten years now!” Somehow, that encouraged the both to give him a hug. And I think he liked them even more now!

True to his comment, nothing sexual was even suggested or worked into the conversations. It remained two by two conversations for the time we were there. Maurice told me he wanted to tell the both of us something that we might like to know. I quietly reminded him that Larry is still trying to keep his straight cover. I’m an expert determining when that’s active. He said he’d be careful and not offend anyone.

Maurice tapped his champagne glass with his ring, (hey those flutes were crystal!) to get our attention, well, their attention. I think they forgot we were in the room with them. He started by telling us how happy they were to meet us and spend some of our free time with them. He said that Pete and he had a time when getting together was always a challenge. That they were both straight married like us, but had started to have strong feelings for each other. And then, he went for it, I think I know now why he likes me; we are kindred spirits! “Larry and Marcus, I can tell you care very much about each other, don’t worry, we had been in the closet for years, we know all the signs. It’s nice to have that behind us, you don’t. So, this is what I want to offer you. The use of our suite one afternoon, all by yourselves, we’ll get lost! What do you think?”  I think we both said it together, “What? Why would you do that for us?” How’s that for thinking alike, huh? 

Pete spoke up this time, with a definite New York accent, I was wondering when I’d hear directly from him, however, Maurice was the one with the cool French accent though, which I loved.  He told us we were gold for them. What the fuck is he talking about, gold? He continued that they were with a group of bears on the cruise, friends and acquaintances, but only bears. I asked what he meant by ‘gold’. So, he told us, “You guys must know you two are among the hottest looking men on the cruise, right?” And added, to the stunned look on our faces, “just by sitting with us and being seen together, our stock just rose to the top! The bragging rights we have now are gold!” Larry and I looked at each other and then laughed, and Larry added, “come on, you’re just fucking with us!” Maurice spoke up this time and said, “have you guys never looked in a fucking mirror?” (I wish I knew how to write that with his French accent, it was deeply sexy.)  I jumped in and said, “I could understand you saying that about Larry, I do all the time, but not about me!” Maurice said that I shouldn’t feel that way at all. He told me I was fucking hot! (Remind me guys when I’m feeling down on myself, of what Maurice just said!) I still held that he was wrong, (you think maybe I’m not through getting accolades yet?) and said Larry’s the one that gets the admiring stares. So of course, I let him tell me what was so hot about me; ha ha, you have to know I’m fucking loving this! He said I have big brown puppy dog eyes, a beautiful trimmed beard with some silver as with the hair at my temples. I looked like I was in very good shape and then he said, “should I go on?” I wanted to say, you’re damn right I want you to go on! But I declined the invitation. I wonder what he’d have told me, but it’s too late now. Now it’s up to us to accept the invitation to use their suite or not. Maurice said why don’t you guys sleep on it and maybe we can meet for coffee at Starbucks tomorrow morning to work out the details.

It was a good time to break up the one-sided love fest, yet I was compelled to give Maurice a Larry type hug, after all, as a perfect stranger he complimented me, and raised my Hot quotient too! Ha ha. I hugged him maybe a little to long, because I don’t think he wanted to let go. I can’t let that happen, that’s just for my Babe and me. I also gave Pete a quick hug too. However, Maurice gave Larry the European treatment a nice hug and kiss on each cheek. Larry’s face about broke me up with laughter. Oh, he will talk to me tonight for damn sure. I wonder if we’ll ever get to bed after this visit! 

We both agreed to meet them for early morning coffee at Starbucks and left their fucking gorgeous suite after a second hug at the door. Peter and Maurice are the first openly gay dudes we’ve ever met, and they were so supportive, kind and friendly. But I need to check in with Larry, he went there as a straight dude, and left there as a definite bisexual dude. I need a health check from him, it must be tonight too.

BACK ON OUR MINI SUITE BALCONIES

Long hallways to staterooms

On the way back to our rooms, the corridor was empty as far as I could see. I put my arm around his back and rested my head on his shoulder for a minute. He didn’t shrug me off too. I just said, “wow, that was something, huh?” Larry looked at me and said, “we have to talk.” “Yes, we do.” And then I’m thinking this could go all wrong, very wrong, or maybe he’ll try to convince me to go along. I couldn’t tell from the tone of his voice at all.

We entered our rooms and agreed to meet out on the balcony. My wife was asleep, and I bet Ellen was too, it’s late. I opened the sliding door slowly to keep the noise level down. Larry arrived about the same time, he said Ellen was asleep too. I thought it was going to be me talking first, nope, it was him. “What did you think about their offer to let us use their place for an afternoon?” I told him we’d be fools for turning it down. And then asked him if he was upset that they think of us as a couple. “No, we are a couple!” Okay, I lost it, I just went for a kiss to seal that statement. That’s the first time he acknowledged that to me or anyone else. We were kissing but our hands were on each other’s junk, I wanted to see who was going to get a boner first. A tie! Damn, we’re good together. After we broke off the kiss, I had to say something. “Babe that was the first time I heard you say we were a couple, and now you will admit it to some very kind guys. I’m fucken blown away! God, I love you so much!”

He told me that he thought maybe I was upset that he spent so much time with Pete talking about the Beatles. I told him absolutely not, I was delighted he felt comfortable talking to an openly gay man. He told me, it was nothing like that at all, he knew who he loved. This was about music! Okay this night is getting better by the minute. My man is metamorphosing right before my eyes. Maybe because we are so solid together, and let’s face it, the sex is the best we’ve both ever experienced. There’s not a shred of evidence of the old Larry anymore. That makes me want shout how much I love this man even more, and now he has starting to do the same about me.

It’s getting late and too dangerous to try anything but stealing kisses and hugs, even the kisses could destroy us. I suggested we spend a minute more on their offer, we will take it, but it’s the afternoon. Let’s give the wives something to do for a few hours. I suggested let’s buy them the Spa package to fill the afternoon while at sea on Thursday. He reminded me they were picking up the tab for this cruise vacation. Oh yeah, that right, it’s going to be on their VISA Card. So, let’s tell them, it’s our gift to them for the great vacation. It will be on their card, but we will give them the cash for whatever it costs. Let’s make sure there’s makeup sessions, massages, and a trip to the Serenity Area and Cucumber Water and Finger sandwiches. Larry just said, “how do you know about this shit?” I reminded him this is about the fifteenth cruise we’ve been on, there’s hardly anything I don’t know about. All I got was a “wow” from him. And then I had an idea, it came to me in a flash! I asked him, “Babe, do you have more of those elephant sized condoms, or did you buy just one." He told me there were more, I said, “awesome, let me have a couple please.” “What the fuck are going to do with them, they’re huge, you’ll drown in them!” I just laughed, “you’ll get a kick out of my plan, I’ll let you know later.” He still thinks I’m a crazy-ass fucker! Maybe, but I know how to have fun. 

Hey, I'm just copping a feel

We gave ourselves the last kiss of the night and I stuck my hand down his pants for a copped feel, Yup, still hard, that’s my guy! Of course, he did the same, but I started first, I win! But he found my boner too! We both win! And then, I could have figured this after I stuck my hand down his pants. Larry said, “Babe, I’m not going to be able to hold off until we get into their suite on Thursday, just thinking about it, is making me so fucken horny.” I told him, I was no wooden soldier too, you know. Maybe we could get a quickie out here on the balcony. I’m now glad neither one of us turned on our balcony lights.

I told him since he was struggling with this, let me help him first, maybe I wasn’t quite at his level of urgency yet. The balcony separating door has remained open, but it does provide a half wall of privacy on each side. However, on my side that spot is out of direct sight to the bedroom when the drapes are partially closed. On his side there’s the bedroom first and the balcony is less private. Just so you’ll know this before we get it on. 😛

I told him I’ll sit down on the deck chair near the privacy wall so I could help him first. We both noticed that we are still wearing our nice casual slacks for just looking nice with the wives. We have to ditch them to save our cock or ball skin from the zippers and any cum stains. Agreed, off with the fucking pants leaving us both in underwear. That was a 'no brainer', off with them too, but we did laugh at each other for dressing the same. If we had gone commando, there’d be no chuckling, that’s normal wear for us. 

My Babe's spring loaded dick

I sat on the edge of the deckchair and pulled his hard dick down to my mouth, man that cock of his is spring loaded, I used my left hand to keep it from flipping back to his hairy belly while I enjoyed licking all around the swollen cock head, especially under where it’s most sensitive. My right hand was enjoying the one-handed ballgame going on below. I don’t know about him, but I’m having a grand fucking time right now! I might be having fun, but my Babe needs to get off pretty quick, he let me know by starting to fuck my mouth, hard and deep, I got it! He had the spring-loaded dick under his control, so I moved my hands around his backside and clung onto his hairy ass crack. A little finger action on his asshole was all it took too! He really stifled his moans very well as he came like the trooper, I know he is. Still a tasty dessert for me, every time!

Deep sucking bros

We are perfect partners in love and sex, he’d never leave me hanging, like some jerks did years ago when I was experimenting with my sexuality. No sir, he had a mission and just about yanked me out of the deckchair to get it accomplished. I know we are pushing the time and possible detection limit, but I was a lot hornier now, than I was before starting on him. I did something I don’t normally do, I started fucking his mouth instead of letting him get me ready, I’m already fucking hot and ready, and I want to get off fast. I told him, do what I did to his ass, I think he was headed there anyway. He told me I had 'goosebumps' on my ass, yes, it’s getting cold outside tonight. I told him maybe if I had a cool hairy ass like him, I’d be free of goosebumps! He laughed a bit at my complimentary comment about hairy asses and got busy.

He put two of his fingers in my mouth to get them wet and headed directly to my asshole with them. There was no civility used, he plunged those two fingers in with little expected difficulty, went for the prostate and I was cumming like a pro athlete in the 'Super Bowl of Cum Sports'. It surprised me at how fast that happened, he made me feel like a kid again. I did something that didn’t happen when he just came, I kissed him and got to taste myself with the kiss; still not as sweet as him, but it got me back to horny again. Man, he has knocked decades off me, he’s got me performing like a 20-year-old. (Well, maybe in my head he does; that ought to count for something, right?)

“Babe, let’s get some rest huh, we are going to have an amazing afternoon soon, and I’m going to give you the best I have left in me!” He laughed at my comment, and said he doubted I had enough time to rebuild a load as good as I just gave him! Come on guys, how could I come back with a ball buster comment after that, huh?

Well guys, that’s the day, it was fucking awesome, more crap crammed into one day ever! And, surprises galore. And the first openly gay guys we’ve ever met in person. And, they were hot looking bears too! I guess I have a soft spot in my heart for happy bears! I can’t wait to tell you about our afternoon in the suite, but that’s going be another chapter, this one is done! Man, that’s a lot of typing!

Marcus

Our ALASKAN CRUISE journal continues in Chapter 50:

https://brosgonerogue.blogspot.com/2019/10/ch-50-cruise-story-youve-been-waiting-on.html