Ch. 50 The Cruise Story You've Been Waiting On
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| Giant Screen in the Atrium on the NCL JOY |
Hi Guys,
I promised you just stuff that affected Larry and me in these cruise stories, and I’m still all into that for you.
On Monday we were in Ketchikan and on Wednesday, Hoonah, Icy Strait Point. Briefly, we took some tours the wives picked out, and Larry and I did behaved ourselves. (Yes, we did too!) Actually, the four of us had a great time, and loved the togetherness. That’s what we all wanted for those shore days, and it was a wonderful throwback, to the old times on the former cruises we took together. As much as Larry and I love the bond we have now, that love was generously spread around. I personally think, the two of us transcended the urgent need to be naked together on those days and tucked that aspect of our relationship back into our pants. Maybe our dicks were thanking us for the rest? Could be! Ha ha!
GETTING THE SPA PACKAGES PURCHASED
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| Reception Area Mandara Spa & Salon |
In about five minutes or so, our ‘lovely’ over-made up hostess returned with, “I think we can work you into Friday.” Of course, this is not acceptable for us, Friday we will be going ashore in Victoria, BC, and Thursday at sea is when we get the suite from our new friends. I told her rather forcefully, “Please go back and talk again to your manager and remind her of what we are actually purchasing for Thursday afternoon, I’m sure she’ll find the people she needs to accommodate us.” Larry gave me the look that suggested we give up the ghost, we’re not going to get the time slot. Larry forgets that part of my ‘real-life’ job is getting the impossible done, I don’t lose, (at least I know how to bury those times!) I swear it was about ten minutes this time, maybe she thought we’d go away, nope, I’m standing firm on this. Guess who’s back all smiles? I’m mean besides Larry and me, yes somehow, they found a couple of people to accommodate us on Thursday afternoon. Well when the girls see the cruise statement they’ll freak at the cost, mandatory 18% gratuity and unknown service charges, but I’m sure they will get over it soon when we tell them it's on us! I told Larry on the way out of the Spa, “remember Marcus gets what he wants, and Marcus wants this as bad as you do, baby!” Larry just reminds me of what he said, “I told you to be my fucken guest, right? I’m not getting into that kind of contest with you, Babe!” We both chuckled after leaving the earshot of our hostess.
In case you are curious, these are what we chose for them to cover 190 minutes:
Couture Touch Face and Body Treatment - 100 minutes
Fire & Ice Manicure 45 minutes
Fire & Ice Pedicure 45 minutes
COFFEE WITH MAURICE AND PETE
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| Maurice and Pete's our new bear friends |
The next event on our to do list today, meet up with our new friends, Maurice and Pete over coffee at Starbucks. Today there were two other guys sitting with them having coffee. Of course, the purchasing of the Spa Packages took more time than we expected this morning. They probably thought we got cold feet and wouldn’t show up. When I saw the new guys, great looking guys too, sitting with them I immediately thought, oh oh, we are going to be shown off as their newfound gold. Well, after all the accolades about how hot we are, and how much gold we are bringing them, what else could I think? Maybe I should not have thunk, any of that though. These were two more super guys, obviously a couple, so happy to meet us as fellow travelers. At this point, I don’t know if they even know about the coming ‘arrangement’, or that we came out to our new friends.
Immediately upon our arrival at their table, without a proper introduction to the men at the table, Maurice got up and came over to me to shake my hand, no two cheek kisses though. He excused himself from the table and took my arm to go with him to get our coffee; I noticed Pete grabbing two more chairs when we left. Maurice said, “please let me buy your coffees this morning, espresso, no?” “No, just plain coffee, with cream for me.” He wanted to ask me if we’d like to keep our straight married identities while in any of their friends company. I thought that was so thoughtful of him to ask us. He certainly remembers those years of maintaining their cover act. My gay side was ready to give him a kiss of thanks, but I settled for a quick Bro hug that said it all. I did tell him, I’d love to spend a day without maintaining my cover, but I don’t really know where Larry’s head is at the moment. I asked Maurice if he’d mind me texting Larry for a response. Of course, he had no problem, besides we were in a long line waiting on our turn to buy the coffee.
I texted Larry and asked only for a thumb up 👍🏼 or thumb down 👎🏼 on my question. “Do you want to ‘stay under cover’ with these guys? 👍🏼👎🏼” The first text I got was 👍🏼, I’m fine with that, we’ve been doing that routine forever. But a few seconds later I got the 👎🏼. Okay, that was a quick change of heart, or maybe he misunderstood my question. He texted back, “these guys are good people! I’m fine with them knowing about us! 👍🏼👍🏼” Wow, I showed Maurice my iPhone text message back from Larry, and he put his hand on my forearm and squeezed it in appreciation. And then he added, “oh si fort!” Okay, I had to ask, he thought I was very strong, he ought to feel Larry’s forearms! No, let me have this one, okay?
While waiting in line to place our order, I was thinking about how scared Larry and I were about being found out as remotely gay or bi. It was amazing how easily Maurice and I guess Peter too, made us relax and give up our guard. I haven’t wanted to get Larry on edge by forcing him to talk much about this, but I will sometime soon. The fact that he is willing to let two new guys into our closeted world, kind of speaks volumes for him. Still in line, Maurice chatted about the cruise and side trips. Nothing more than civil talk. Eventually, we got to order our coffee, and a little part of me was worried about Larry, left in the company of three guys he spent a lifetime maligning. Even if he didn’t mean it because it was his way of securing his own cover. On the way back to the table, I saw and heard a lot of animated talking and laughing, and my heart returned to a normal beat. My Babe was having a great time this morning, and he couldn’t have made me happier! I have no idea of what they were all talking about while we were gone; I’m just soaking in the glow of my Babe being free of his cover for the first time. Ever? Yeah, absolutely! I know him more than any other person, including his wife. I can’t wait to let him unload his thoughts and feelings to me when we are alone again.
At the table Maurice introduced the two men to me as friends they were traveling with from Montreal. These men were very good-looking guys as far as I was concerned, friendly and animated. Judging from their appearance, they might be called muscle bears. Oh yeah, they were a good match with Larry, no wonder they seemed attracted to him. One of our followers who emails me often, said the description I have given you guys about our appearance, suggested we might be considered muscle bears ourselves. I think that was very generous of him.
After the introductions and the revelation from the new guys that they have recently come out themselves, but not to everyone, especially their families. They were still trying to decide if they ever would. They also told us that our new acquaintances, Maurice and Pete, had been instrumental in helping them coming to terms with their burgeoning relationship. (I haven’t personalized these guys with names, for a good reason, maybe I kind of forgot their names, and the encounter was singular and short in nature.)
After everyone had some input on our situation, I looked at Larry for a go signal, got it, and told them about our journal blog. The very one you are reading yourself. I covered why it was created, and then how it became a journal of our relationship growth. I don’t want to repeat that here again, but it got their imaginations going, and created more conversations about us. And, a commitment to try and read it when they got a chance back home. (Well, there’s four more followers for us!) That was nice to hear in person though, I hoped they would give us some feedback occasionally too. I’m getting to love being in the company of men who have shown us so much care and affection, it’s a new brotherhood for us. Yes, not to downplay all the love we get from you, our readers in direct messages and letters, but this was in your face real guys, who know us as real guys, offering their support, and willing to protect our current closeted status. I know Larry and I will come back home very different after meeting these wonderful men. It pains me to think about the miles that will separate us once the cruise is over. But we will keep the memories active, I’m more than sure.
It became apparent this was going to be a social meeting only, not one designed to add more people to the mix. I was seriously impressed with Larry, the master of one-word responses, was into a four-way conversation; he looked like he was having a great time. I’ve known him for over eight years, as a straight-acting dude and an intimately loving partner. WTF, was going on? Prior to the Music evening with them, and the spirited Beatles discussion with Pete, Larry would have just sat there letting me do all the talking. This morning I’m listening, what a wonderful new experience for me. Well, as a motor-mouth, it’s a little disconcerting; have I finally gotten to the point of being mute in conversations? Oh, come on, it’s Marcus here, you guys know me better than that by now. (BTW, I later found out the guys were talking about the Beatles Cover Band, while we were gone for coffee. Long live the Beatles, huh?)
My new friend, Maurice has other plans for me this morning. We need to discuss the transfer of their suite to us tomorrow afternoon. I also believe Maurice might have told these two men earlier, to let them have some private time with the two of us. They got up to leave and said how nice to have met us, and hoped we’d be seeing them once again. Well, they do know our real names, if we do run into them onboard or on shore, with our wives, we could greet them as guys we met at coffee, which of course we did. Giving them our names used here in the journal would raise all kinds of questions I wouldn’t want to answer. Personally, I’d love to get to know them better, Larry had that chance while I was with Maurice. I’m sure he’ll fill me in later today. (He did, I just told you what they were talking about, but not their names.)
I showed them visual copies of the plans we had for our wives tomorrow afternoon at the Spa, it will take 190 minutes to accomplish; and it was done without bragging on how we secured the packages too. But you have to know, I’d love to provide them all the details, but I zipped my lips. See I’m growing too! I’ll tell you this, Maurice and Pete were very impressed with the generosity of our gifts to our wives. Well, I don’t want to travel down that road with you since our gift to them, was a gift to us as well.
Maurice told us that the best way to transfer the suite gift to us was to meet them at the suite, and they will leave the room for a few hours. I still can’t believe that two men, we’ve never met before, were willing to let us share their beautiful stateroom for an afternoon. That they would care so much for two guys scared to death of being found out about the illicit love affair they were having. Afraid of the word gay, in their straight acting world. And yet in a little over 24 hours, we will be the beneficiaries of this thoughtful gift.
Peter couldn’t wait to add his thoughts about their gift to us. So far, I was thinking it was Maurice as the architect of this plan. Pete told us that the two of them led a very similar life experience themselves not that long ago. Occasional get togethers that only made separation even more painful. He repeated what we learned the other day that they were straight married, eventually started to act on some bisexual urges they were experiencing with each other. Living under the threat of being found out, always trying to find a safe way to get together. Then he started talking about us and how they saw themselves in us. Maurice joined in with Pete saying they saw how we looked at each other, while they were in Starbucks at the same time, and the Comedy Showroom too. They assured us they were not stalkers, just guys recognizing themselves in us. I had to ask them, what made them think we were in the closet, why didn’t they figure we were just a couple like them. The both replied, “don’t be alarmed at the answer, it was easy to follow how we looked at each other, changing from are they or aren’t they, often. It was obvious that there was a cover in play.” I just said, “thanks. I guess we have to work at that some more.”
Pete took over again, and said, “Marcus and Larry we want you to know we have your backs, your secret is ours to protect. One day, the time will be right, and you two will become as happy and free as we are.” Pete leaned over and gave Maurice a quick kiss on his cheek, which let them both give each other a knowing smile. He added, “Perhaps, my friends, one day you’ll be able to pay this forward too.”
Maurice said how nice it was that we were able to meet a couple of their friends and feel comfortable talking to them. He and Peter both reminded us that the friends we just met, had also come from a relationship such as ours, and maybe they might want to meet us this morning.
Well, if you know me at all, my eyes are all watery now from pent up emotion. Here in person, as the real guy who writes this journal about Larry and me, who gets support from our followers often, is now faced to face, in real time, with real flesh and blood gay men, who seem to really care about us! And are willing to put themselves out over us, they’re perfect strangers no longer.
Pete noticed my emotion welling up and stops to ask if I’m alright. “Yes, I’m okay, I seem to get emotional more often lately.” Larry said he was no better himself. And, I added, “but you hardly know us, yet you have our backs; you seem to care so deeply about us, that kind of caring is a new experience for us.” Right there in Starbucks, Pete got up and came over to me and told me to stand up, which I did, and he gave me a warm hug, and whispered in my ear, “my dear friend, we may be out and burly men, but we all support each other, you’ll know that one day.” He returned to his chair, and I sat down too. It wasn’t a long exchange with him, probably not even noticed by others in the room, but it kind of made my watery eyes, drip down my cheek. That’s where my Babe leaned over to me and brushed away my tears with his fingers. He reminded me that he was feeling the same way too. I finally got it together, and apologized to the three men at the table, and they all said, “What for?” “Thank you, guys, the emotion got to me, that’s all.” Maurice and Pete said, they were now absolutely sure they made the right decision to help us. And, offered to be there for us anytime we needed them. I told them in such a short time we made such solid friends with them and soon we will be thousands of miles away from each other, and that was sad. Of course, we got the offer to visit them in Montreal if we travelled there. They knew we couldn’t offer the same to them, it wasn’t necessary to bring it up.
Well it was time to break up the emotional love fest and get back to our rooms. It’s breakfast time and we’ve got some kind of shore excursion to do, I’m almost excited to get off the ship for the day and put my emotions in my back pocket once again. The more we do in the next 24 hours will make the time fly by faster for our alone together tomorrow. Maybe if this chapter is not too long, I’ll let you know what we did in Ketchikan and Hoonah, Alaska. I get complaints about chapters that are too long, I’ll try to get better at filtering one day hopefully.
CUT TO THURSDAY OUR DAY AT SEA, AND… YOU KNOW
Per usual, Larry and I got up early to have our coffee at Starbucks before the wives got up. I knocked on the adjoining inside door to let him know I was up and ready for coffee. Today we were able to have coffee without our new friends. Sometimes I just want to be alone with him, I know he feels the same. This morning I told Larry about something that occurred to me last night before I fell asleep. Something I wondered if I should even mention at all, just bury it, but no I had to go tell him, that’s me, once it’s in my mind. So, I said, “Babe, I had an unnerving thought last night, and it wouldn’t go away. I don’t want to sound paranoid, but, oh well, here goes. What if they are using us?” Larry said. “What do you mean, using?” “What if they put video cams around the room to record us, and then put us on some Internet Porn Site?” Which Larry responded with, “Oh shit, you had to go think about that huh?” “I’m sorry, it came up and wouldn’t go away. I don’t want to think that about them, but they were so free to give up their beautiful suite; I bet it would look great on video, huh? You’d be their Super Star Stud!” And then Larry said, “But Maurice was all over you, maybe you’d be their Super Star Stud!” And then we started laughing about the absurdity. Yeah, we laughed, but that’s still in my fucking mind. Maybe for him too now, but we quickly changed the subject.
Larry asked me what I wanted to do with the elephant sized condoms. I laughed and said that we should tear open two packages and leave the open wrappers on the bedside tables. Maybe leave any unused condoms there too. He gave me the look I get when I say something stupid sounding, I see that often, but I’m not admitting I say anything stupid, just so you know that. I told him they think we are gorgeous hunks, so let’s make them think we are hung like horses too! They’ll never know for real. Larry said I had a cruel streak in me! I said, “I do not! Here’s where I get a chance to make believe I’m blessed in the junk department, and it hurts no one! And through this small act of deception, we give them something to fantasize about in the process.” He just said, it was still stupid. Yet he knows that I’m going to do it anyway. And then he comes back with the killer statement, “and when you’re on their video, not packing 10”, what happens to your little joke!” “Oh, so we are back to looking for video cams, huh?” “Well, you’re the one who brought it up anyway!” “Yeah, that’s fucked huh?”
“Besides, Mon ami, you told them about our blog, they will know the condoms are fake.” “Yeah, but it will a be while before they get to that fact, right?” “Marcus, listen to me, the whole theme of our journal, is we are horny normal guys, especially normal in the junk department.” “Yeah, I guess I blew it there, huh? So how long of a dick should I have made you out to have?” “I’m not even going to answer that!” “Aw, come on play with me!” “I’d be just like you, exactly like you, that good enough?” “Perfect, buddy, the best answer of all!” “You’re still a fucking idiot though! But my lovable idiot!” “Thanks, I think.”
WALKING THE WIVES UP TO THE SPA DECK
It was finally time to get the wives to their pampered afternoon, you have to know we will get a big payback later from them. Hell, after reading the descriptions, I’d love to get one of those massages, yeah, but where would my happy ending be without my Babe? Oh, brain shut up, huh!
The girls were told we would be heading to a big suite for a private poker game while they were getting the pampering they deserved. Well, we were headed to a big suite, and there would be some pokering done, ha ha, right? They told us to have a great time, and to know when to fold, and don’t lose too much money. We thanked them and told them to relax and don’t feel they have to cut their fun short. We could all have dinner later tonight at the Cagney’s Steakhouse.
After we dropped them off for their Spa date, we headed to the suite to meet up with Maurice and Peter. I told Larry I was actually feeling butterflies in my stomach and asked him how he was feeling. He said he was okay, just looking forward to some alone time with me. I went for the knuckle bump, 🤜🏼🤛🏼, I don’t think I ever did that with him before, but I think it’s just nerves. It seems so sneaky, yet we’ve snuck around so many times in the past few months. He told me to relax, he’ll take good care of me soon. Man, he has taken on so much of my behavior than ever before; it’s so fucken nice to be on the receiving end finally. The more I give up to him, the more I get back. I can now feel my dick growing in my commando pants, I have a feeling they’ll notice the bulge, and then I think about the elephant condom joke, and know I’m gonna do it too! Cruel, my ass!
Finally, at their suite, Maurice and Pete were both at the door to welcome us together. This time Maurice did kiss my cheeks and I returned the affection. Then it was Pete, I don’t think he’s a native French Canadian, he went for a kiss and it landed on my lips, cool, it wasn’t a passionate kiss anyway. Larry was behind me getting his greetings next. You know, I’m getting to like this open shit lately, there’s a whole new world waiting for us out there! Kind of gives me goosebumps, the good kind. More feelings to discuss with my Babe.
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| Refreshments for Us |
Our new friends went all out for us, there were fresh flowers spotted around the room, we can’t have open flame candles in the rooms, so, they sprayed the room with some very masculine smelling aroma. I think my Babe would have love the smell of steak on the BBQ better though! Ha ha, I know him very well. Pete said there was some San Pellegrino and fresh limes that he arranged for a Larry, and some Champagne for me. They also had some chocolate covered strawberries for us to enjoy. Maurice told us they arranged to have ‘everything’ we might need in the bathroom; don’t be afraid to use whatever we need. They also had some fluffy bathrobes to use too. And, if the weather holds out, the balcony was ours to use too. Okay, they are providing the honeymoon suite for us, just out of the kindness of their hearts. Well if you think my eyes are dry, you don’t know shit about me, but I bet you didn’t expect Larry to get so emotional though. He was having a hard time containing himself which gave Pete a chance to hold him in a comforting hug. Well, Maurice wasn’t hard core himself, he grabbed onto me for a hug, and ended it with a kiss on the lips for me this time. He knew it was time to go for them, and he told us to have a wonderful time together, and they were so happy to do this for us and enjoy!
We walked them to the door to see them off, Larry and I had our arms behind each other’s back and had little space between us, it gave me strength to stand tall, when I was ready to crumble into his arms. The only time I felt this way was when Larry gave me the birthday of my dreams this year. The emotions were high for all four of us. Guess who ignored the looking for video cams now. These guys were more than sweet to us, they wanted us to experience what life could be like for us one day.
Once we closed and bolted the door, we turned to each other and got into an embrace like no other we’ve had before, and that’s saying something! No question, we both had a need for this hug, I can’t even call it a hug, it was a union, but we were still clothed. If we pressed our bodies any tighter, we might have merge into each other. In a second we were kissing each other, like we haven’t seen each other in months. I started to take off his buttoned shirt off over his head, which prompted him to do the same for me. Back to kissing again, and our chest hair was keeping us from sticking together. Can you imagine two hairless guys in this situation! Sorry guys, don’t! Just the freedom to be just us, that we were experiencing, might have satisfied us. But the key word ‘might’, does suggest something else is about to take place.
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| In the shower stall again |
It didn’t take long to shed the rest of our clothes, while in the bathroom. It’s not like we haven’t seen each other naked before, but today it was a big turn on, just look at our dicks! Whoops, you can’t. Okay I’ll try to find a picture to use here when I’m done writing. BTW, picture us about as hard as we can get. We are so fucking ready for each other! They were not lying about everything we might need, lube and a bulb syringe with a long tube. Please understand we know how to take care of ourselves for a great fuck, but we never did it in front of each other. Today, we are going to help each other, why not? I wanted to help him first, so, I got some nice warm water into the bulb, used some lube on the tube and had him lean over the toilet. I really don’t want to go any further on this, but you get the idea on what comes next. If not, Google it. He kindly helped me too. Guess where we fucked first, bingo, you’re right, that gorgeous large shower. Man, I missed doing that with him. Take a note self, let's get back to shower fucking ASAP!
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| Still not tired yet! |
Now there’s no reason to have only one naked man in the room, when there are two willing horny guys in there, right? My robe is now on the floor, just like his. We were starting to act like kids in ‘Wonderland’, what should we do next. It’s not that we aren’t horny for each other, because we are. I opened the balcony door to see what it felt like outside. I’d say it reached to about 60° and was cloudy gray out. I looked down at my dick and it began to warn me, it was headed for 'duck and cover' if I planned on staying out there. I took the warning to heart, and said, the balcony is off limits! Larry looked at my dick for confirmation and laughed. Apparently, my dick took offense at just opening the fucking door!
The room was warmer than it needed to be, and it was fun to just be hanging naked with my Babe again. Larry came over to me with a rather drippy chocolate covered strawberry to feed it to me, but first rubbed the chocolate all over the head of his extremely grown cock, then made me eat the almostly naked strawberry. However, his plan was to have me lick clean the head of his cock too. Hey, no problem! As he fed it to me, I just mashed up the ripe strawberry in my mouth and tried not to swallow it, I figured it would be a great lube for sucking cock! And, it was, now his cock is red and gooey looking, too bad I guess I’ll just have to keep trying to clean it for him.
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| My Chocolate Covered Cock |
Who knew he’d be a big fan of fresh strawberry lube! Ha ha, this is just tickling me to no end. However, I knew when to stop, it’s not time for him to cum yet. But it is time for me to get some action too. I told him his chocolate covered cock was an awesome idea, and if he wanted to repeat the process with me, I’d have no problem with that. He said no need to ask, it did seem like I was having a great time. He did change it up a bit though, the chocolate wasn't getting any easier to work with, so he covered my cock head first, and then the shaft got covered until the strawberry was naked. I told him there were more chocolate covered strawberries if he wanted a better all over coverage. Of course, that was a perfect idea to go for. Before you knew it, I had a chocolate covered cock for him to suck clean.
Now I’m wondering, maybe we need to think about having some chocolate syrup on had in the future? I don’t think so, we’ll let this be our shared memory. Maybe now’s the time to get our rocks off, there’s this king-sized bed beckoning us, come lay down, see how comfortable I am. How easy it will be to fuck each other here. Of course, cumming is now on the table, we want a simultaneous explosion, and it’s going to happen too! I can feel it in my bones. (Ha, I should have said, boner!)
I got to thinking about my silly concern last night about being recorded, and now I’m thinking, we’ve been putting on quite a show so far. Kind of wished I had a keepsake video, myself!
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| He got me into the position he wanted |
I don’t know if my Babe had plans to use it, I know I will, however, it certainly was his plan for a spit lube because he was actively dining on my ‘hungry for cock’ hole. Man, we are really perfecting our roles with each other. There’s nothing really ‘greenhorn’ left about us I guess, it had to happen sooner or later. No question my asshole was responding nicely for him, because I could feel his tongue using the gained permission to enter. He did attempt penetration, but that lube gel was talking to him, in a few seconds I was being fucked exactly how I dreamed, powerful thrusts and balls to the walls. I’m laying on my back, legs wide, knees bent, and the love of my life is fucking me while I’m watching him. I was imagining some porn I’ve seen, where the guys are grunting out, “fuck yeah” to each other. I almost did the same, but I squashed the desire, but I did say, “fuck me harder, faster” and got what I asked for. Then I got crazy brave and told him to completely come out and slam back into me. Yeah, that was not what I thought it would be like after a couple of times, so I asked him to try and get as deeply into me as he could. That I know I loved.
I figured that as the ‘fuckee’, I was sounding more like the ‘fuckor’, I know I’m making up words here, but I kind of figured I was going to be asked ‘who’s doing the fucking here’ if I wasn’t careful. But I wanted him to cum now, so I took a chance and asked him to cum hard in me, pump me full of his delicious cum, to lower himself to me so I could kiss him deeply. I was using my fingers of both hands to run through his belly and chest hair. I could do that forever, and I know he likes it as much as I do. Once he lowered his torso to kiss me, my fingers found his nipples to play with. I’m the one who loves my nipples twisted and licked, now he has learned to like that too. After seeing how it turns me on, he has let me try to turn him on that way too. In many ways he’s almost like me now, give me a few more weeks, and he’ll surpass me I bet!
I felt everything slow down for a few seconds, I think he trying to hold back cumming, I started telling him how much I could feel his hard cock deep in me and I can’t wait to feel the base of his cock pulsing and shooting his creamy load deep into my body. I went directly to one of his nipples and started sucking like I was trying drink from it, and the next thing I felt was his hard cock pulsing over and over and over again. My arms quickly wrapped around his back pulling him closer to me and moved my head back up to tongue kiss him deeply. He was shooting again, at least I could feel his cock trying to squeeze every drop out of it. I told him to keep doing that because it was driving me 'up the wall' crazy. Just keep doing that I’m hoping but he finally stopped, and the last thing I expected was him telling me to switch positions quickly. He was ready to have me in him now. I want to, but I’ve got a butt load to deal with. He said, fuck that, he needs me in him now, we’ll deal with everything later. Our time together was rapidly coming to a close, he was not leaving until I came in him as well, and I agreed.
The urgency required no preliminary rimming or play time, use the gel lube and fuck him. Wow, I’ve never been in this role before, well that doesn’t sound right, of course I’ve fucked him, it’s just the urgency. It took only a few adjustments to the towel and pillow, some lube and I pushed myself inside where I fully expected to be eventually, maybe with a little less pressure. His powerful need really did a number on my head, I rose to task and now I’m back to where I was just a few minutes ago wanting him to fuck me. My requests to him must have triggered this urgency, because now he was directing me to what he needed. I did my best in a position that wasn’t that comfortable for my knees, but he was really getting aggressive with my cock in his ass. He was fucking himself with my hard cock, I think we wanted me to just stay as hard and still as I could. The experience was so intense, I was forgetting the pain in my knees, what knees, he was fucking my cock so hard my balls were swinging and hitting his ass too. And, I got the answer my former question about balls hitting the ass when fucking hard, no they don’t hurt. Now I know. I know something else too, I’m going to cum any second now. I told him that and he stopped the fucking motion so I could cum deeply inside him. We just reversed rolls once more and I came so fucking hard, my breathing changed. I started to sound like I just ran the 100-yard dash, yeah, him too, he really performed like a porn star! Maybe my video thought gave him the idea! If we were really alone like we were in Big Sur, we’d be sleeping this activity off for a few hours. But that’s not possible today. We both had an ass full of each other, laying on our backs and thankfully I was on the towel because I was losing my present pretty quick, Larry realized what was happening and rolled over, so his ass was in the air, not on the sheets. After a bit, I got up and he used the towel to lay on himself.
I was standing now pretty safe from drips, and I still had a good-sized soft after-boner going on, I looked down to check. There I was just looking at my guy in bed trying to be careful on a towel, and it struck me funny. I started laughing and Larry knew why, and he started laughing too while wiggling his ass and towel to the edge, we carried on for a while, looking at each other naked and fully satisfied. I told him how much I loved looking at his naked perfect body, and I was going to miss that ability very soon. He told me to come closer to the bed, closer, which I did. He took his index finger to wipe a drop of cum about to drop out of my dick and sucked his finger clean. Then he said maybe I was holding out on him and grabbed my cock and led it to his mouth to suck on it for a while. As much as I wanted this afternoon to last forever, we had a room to get back together. We’re not slobs. I did promise him if we get done quick, I’d suck his dick too.
Well, that was an offer not to ignore. So, without dressing but a quick trip to the bathroom for the both of us. Towels to place in the pickup spot for the room steward later today. We got on both sides of the bed and did our best to make it look as nice as when we arrived. Well, we are regular guys, don’t expect perfection here. I look up and there is my love naked, just like I love him to be, and he looks back at my nakedness, and gives me a broad smile. Yeah, he likes seeing me naked too! We check out any other messes, head to the table holding the drinks in Ice Buckets, and pour a drink for ourselves, the first we had the entire time there. We survey the room from the living room space and decide it looks in reasonable shape. We toast each other, champagne to San Pellegrino, click the crystal flutes carefully and drink, and there’s a knock on the door. It’s Maurice’s voice, asking if we were still here.
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| Greeting Maurice and Peter naked |
We apologized for not being dressed and gone, which brought huge laughter from both of them. My friends, you have just returned our gift to you many times over. We nervously laughed along with them, as we went for our clothes. While their eyes never left us, our commando nature was not overlooked as well. Pants over naked asses, carefully tucked dicks, (in case you wondered, we both dress left), untucked pullover shirts and sandals, and we were dressed to go.
Before we left the room, I excused my behavior in advance, as I went over to Larry gave him a great big hug and an unquestionably passionate kiss right in front of them. I attempted to explain, but was told there was no need, they completely understood the reason. Larry must have too because the kiss and hug was not one sided.
I led the leaving procession by hugging Pete first and I fucking kissed him on the lips too, since that’s what he presented me, and then I went to Maurice, hugged him very special and in his ear, I told him how much we loved them and their kind hospitality. He kissed me American style and if I didn’t watch out, it was going to be an open mouth variety too. Larry was doing he same only in reverse pattern. Maurice walked me to the door with his arm tightly around my back. Pete did the same with Larry. And they both kissed us once more at the door, and said they’d love to meet us for coffee in the morning. I told him I’d be honored to grant his wish. OMG, the rush I was feeling with these guys, I’ve never felt like this before, what was happening to us. We were changing, no evolving!
We left the room, and as I turned my head back to look over my shoulder at the open door with two very happy embracing men watching us leave; I gave them a smile and a big wink which they caught. Once we were out of earshot of their suite, I immediately asked Larry when did he get the ‘balls’ to open the door and let them in while we were still bare-assed naked? He looked at me and laughed, and then said, “I don’t know, one day I woke up and I looked down, and there they were! I’m still trying to find out what they’re capable of doing yet!” You know he is just having fun with me; we are both high on each other right now. But my Babe is changing and it’s fun watching and wondering where he’s going to take it. Larry did return to my question though, (maybe a first for him), and said, “I don’t know about you, but I noticed we’ve been sporting full-sized soft boners while we were cleaning up the place, just seeing you that way, was getting me almost hard myself. You got me horny again and I wanted to be caught that way; that’s why I opened the door naked.” “Yeah, and show off your big dick, huh?” He laughed, and just said, “our big dicks! Yeah!” I joined in on the laughter and added, “how many times have we ever done that?” Now that was the biggest laugh! In a few minutes, he asked me if I was glad, I didn’t leave the elephant condom wrappers on the bed tables. Oh shit, I was going to do that too! Maybe he was right!
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| Perfect rib-eyes tonight |
Fortunately, our wonderful hosts, who got an unexpected eyeful of us in payment for their generosity, got us out of there in time to be waiting for our wives to exit the Spa looking fabulous and feeling great! Isn’t that how wonderful stories end, everyone feeling awesome? Tonight, we will all celebrate at 'Cagney’s Steakhouse', where Larry will be in Ribeye Heaven. Maybe I’ll join him in his obsession for medium-rare beef tonight too. Our wives look radiant right now, and you bet they will be dressed spectacularly for us. Tonight, Larry and I will wear the tuxedos we packed, and watch out shipmates, the four of us will be on the loose tonight!
I don’t care what else we do, but I had an awesome day; strike that, we all had an awesome day. Tomorrow is the last full day of the cruise, and we will be docking in Victoria, BC, Canada, and I can’t wait to show everyone how beautiful this city is and get to tour the Butchart Gardens with them.
Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you this; guess who got to read a few chapters of our Blog while we were having our afternoon of bliss together? It was the 'guys with no names' letting them know. You have to know this is killing me that we don't remember their names. Maybe if I was writing this onboard ship I could have asked.
Yes, there is a ship's satellite connection to the Internet at Sea; a close kin to the dial-up days, however, they were able to find our journal blog. Pete sent a text to both of us later, letting us know. Well, there is a lot more to be said here, than I'm telling you, but it will have to wait until another chapter, I don’t want to get blamed for making these chapters too long again.
Maybe there will be another cruise chapter, I guess you’ll have to come back to see. It’s a great time to close this chapter; writing about it got me all horny again!
Marcus
Our ALASKAN CRUISE journal continues in Chapter 51:
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What did I tell you.
ReplyDeleteYou told us that meeting Maurice and Peter was the best thing our relationship got out of this cruise. Having the opportunity to talk to out gays gave us the ability to discuss issues we might have, and maybe you said, “gays don’t bite, or something like that!” 😜 Come on Cat, you know I was going to say something like that by now! You’re a wise ole’ Texan, glad you’re in our corner!
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