My first held some real surprises, mostly a dude named Erik. I couldn't believe my eyes. From where I stood on the top deck, I could look down at a hundred mostly naked gay men. They were sprawled by the ship's pool, soaking up the Caribbean sun and showing as much flesh the law would allow. They were almost all white, but I spotted a half dozen brothers in the crowd.
They ran the gamut from chunky to slender, but a couple of them were real knockouts. I was especially attracted to a beefy dude in bright yellow trunks until an equally hunky guy in matching trunks pulled him into the poo1 and made it very apparent they were together. Like most everyone else on the cruise. In fact, the ship was beginning to remind me of Noah's ark. Oh, well, I thought. The travel agent never promised instant romance. If I was meant to find someone special, that would be the case.
For the time being I'd join the rest of the sun worshipers and hope that my gym-honed body would attract an interested party. I have to admit I showcased it as best I could in a pair of Speedo’s that hugged "my butt and displayed an ample basket. Whether they were cruising or just looking, I got plenty of lusty stares as I searched for an empty lounge chair. In fact, if eyeballs transmitted heat, my crotch would have been on fire! I found what looked like the last empty chair and stretched out on my back, eyes closed as I began baking in that tropical sun. It felt good against my skin, seeping into every pore and drawing out the tension lingering from living and working in New York City.
Pretty soon, I forgot about urban pressures and drifted into a mellow sleep, lulled by Caribbean breezes and the sounds of gay men enjoying themselves. I don't remember dreaming, but I sure remember what I first saw when I woke up from my nap. I was looking into a pair of the most beautiful black eyes with the longest lashes I had ever seen. If they didn't belong to a dream come to life, I don't know what would!
"Hi," he said.
"Uh, hi," I managed.
"Is this chair occupied?" I suddenly noticed that a lounge chair had become vacant beside me. It looked like two more guys behind this one were waiting for it.
"I don't think so."
I watched as he spread a towel, muscles rippling in the bright sunlight. He was as buffed as myself, maybe more so, and I drank in every detail of his amazing physique. Big, firm pecs capped by oversized nipples the size of silver dollars. A flat belly with rippling abs and just a hint of fuzz disappearing behind the waistband of his bikini. The kind of bubble butt that stops traffic and a tantalizing bulge inside those trunks that was impossible to ignore. Then there was the face.
The guy was about as handsome as they come with chiseled features and a truly voluptuous mouth with lips just made for kissing. He reminded me of some fashion model that seemed to be everywhere these days, an ebony Adonis if there ever was one. I tried not to stare as he stretched out on his belly, gorgeous buns inviting like twin mounds of pleasure. He turned to face me and smiled again. "I'm Erik."
“Terence," I replied. I liked his firm handshake.
"First gay cruise?"
"Me too," Erik said. "What do you think so far?"
I shrugged. "Looks like a nice bunch of men, but it also looks like most of them are paired off."
He nodded. "So you noticed that too, huh?"
I shrugged again, not wanting to sound desperate. "It doesn't really matter. I'm not really looking for sex. I'm just here to get away from work a few days and soak up some local color."
Erik chuckled. "Bullshit." He gave me a very knowing look. "Are you saying if some hot dude threw himself at you that you'd turn him down?"
"No way." I laughed, realizing how pompous I must've sounded. I scanned the crowd and nodded. "But they're not exactly beating a path to my little cabin."
Maybe you need to put forth a little effort," Erik suggested. He smiled again and turned away, leaving me to ponder his words, along with that extraordinary physique. I couldn't believe it. The longer I looked at him, the hornier I got. Pretty soon, my dick was starting to stiffen and I watched it grow enough for the shape of the cylinder to be readily apparent.
I quickly turned onto my belly and tried to think about something besides Erik. It didn't do any good. The longer I lay beside him, the hornier I got and the harder my dick became. I was trying to figure out what to do when he rolled onto his back and looked at me again. My hard meat throbbed when I got another of those million dollar smiles.
"If you won't make the effort, pal, I will."
"Uh, what?" Erik dropped a hand to his crotch and stroked ever so lightly, as though he was only rearranging his cock and balls. "You're a hot man, Terence. It's not going to take much for you to give me a roaring hard-on."
I couldn't help bursting out laughing. Erik's smile vanished. "What's so damned funny?"
I turned onto my side, just enough for him to get a look at what was pulsing between my thighs. 'This," I said, looking at my crotch. "I started getting stiff the minute you stretched out beside me."
The beautiful smile returned. "In that case, I say you wrap a towel around your crotch and show me that little cabin of yours." I felt rush of pure sexual excitement. "I'm right behind you." Erik stood up and wiggled his beautiful booty in my face. 'That's what I'm hoping for."
It took us exactly five minutes to get to my cabin and five seconds to wrap in'a serious embrace. I couldn't wait to lock my lips on Erik's beautiful mouth, nibbling those voluptuous lips and sucking his tongue. The man was a great kisser, something you don't find that much any more, and we spent a good long time with our tongues tangled together.
"Mmmm," he sighed. "I could do this forever."
"Me too," I agreed. "Among other things." My hand dropped down the muscles of his back to the top of his trunks. I considered the sprinkling of fuzz there an invitation to explore further down, and Erik moaned softly when I slipped my fingers inside his swimsuit and cupped those magnificent buns.
"Mmmm," he sighed again. "Help yourself."
By then our crotches were crushed together and there was no mistaking the abundance of rock hard man meat straining for release. We were both hot as pistols, but something made us take our time. Erik's hands slipped in the back of my trunks and gripped my ass as I gripped his. We stood there a while, groping buttocks, kissing and grinding cocks together. I honestly felt like I would cum in my trunks if we kept doing this, and told him we'd better move on.
He understood immediately. "I was just thinking the same thing, baby," he whispered, nibbling my ear before pulling away and dropping to his knees. He looked up as he grabbed the waistband of my trunks. "Let's take these off, huh?'
My knees quivered as Erik pull down my trunks and freed my aching dick at last. It eagerly sprang loose, fully engorged and hungry plug something hot and wet. My reward was Erik's mouth as he leaned forward and teased me with his tongue before opening wide and engulfing my meat. "Yeah!" I moaned. I grabbed his head and held tight as he began devouring my cock. His mouth was hot and hungry as he swallowed my shaft, taking me all the way down until h nose was nestled in my bush and h chin against my big ball sack. My knees shook again. "You're making me crazy, man, I grunted.
"Just what I wanted to do," Erik said, looking up with my cockhead resting on his tongue. "Let's get into bed, huh?"
"Yeah," I said, picking up my feet as he pulled off my trunks.
I nudged the swell in his bikini with my toes. "I want a taste of that real bad!" Erik tossed off his trunks and we tumbled naked into bed. We kissed a little longer before I was overcome with a hunger for dick and plunged my head between his thick thighs. The promising bulge inside his trunks proved to be everything I expected and more. Erik had one of those dicks that looks good soft and is downright mammoth when it's hard.
As soon as had it between my lips, it s and stiffen until I gagged from the awesome length and thickness. "Big fucking dick man." I grinned as I licked the length of the thing and gave his big nuts a tongue bath. "Feel good?"
"Now you're the one making me crazy," he sighed.
"Hell, man. I'm just getting started." While I blew him, I slipped a hand between Erik's buns and searched for the little wink hole. He helped by spreading his legs wider and inviting me to explore further the minute my fingertip brushed against his asshole, Erik's entire body spasmed and I knew I'd found his secret spot. "This is what you really like, isn't it, man?" I asked, licking my finger and stroking the little puckerhole.
"Oh, yeah!" he moaned. "Give me some tongue. huh?"
I sure didn't have to be asked twice. I got right down between his legs, pulled his butt cheeks apart and chowed down on those funny buns. Erik moaned and buried his face in the pillow. At the same time he shoved that delicious booty in the air and urged me to plunge my tongue deeper. I felt like I was mining for gold as I shoved my tongue well up his hole, tasting his funk and making my dick throb in anticipation. "You want something bigger up here, don't you, man?"
"Yeah, baby!" he moaned. "I want that big piece up my hole!" I gave Erik's hole a few more slurps and knelt between his buttocks. By then my dick was so hard it hurt, but I took a few tantalizing seconds to rub the tender, swollen knob against Erik's waiting hole. His body spasmed again. "C'mon, baby!" he urged. "Give me that big dick, huh?" I couldn't wait any longer, either. I spit on my hand, slicked my meat and put the head against Erik's waiting puckerhole. I leaned forward, slowly, steadily putting some weight behind it as I pushed inside him. "Go easy," he gasped. "It's been a while and you're so damned big."
"Anything you say, man," I grunted. It took a while but I finally popped my fat knob through Erik's rubbery sphincter and made the long slide home. The moment I buried myself inside his butt and hit bottom, we both moaned with a growing ecstasy.
"Damn, this feels good!"
“Yeah," Erik said. "Oh, yeah!' He squeezed his sphincter and wiggled his butt to drive me wild. Unbelievably, he managed to suck even more of my dick inside that hot, wet ravenous hole. It felt like he was milking my fucking meat.
"You, about ready to pound me good and hard, baby?" he teased.
'Then fuck my hole!" After that all hell broke loose. I sort of lost control as I began pounding away. It was like I was screwing this hot dude and getting rid of my tensions at the same time. The harder I pounded his butt, the better I felt and the more he moaned in ecstasy. I got close to cumming several times, but something made me hold off. I knew what it was. I was waiting for Erik to get onto his back. He wanted it too. He wanted me to look him in the eyes while I fucked him.
'This is the best in a long time," he said, licking his lips and staring me hard in the eyes as I plowed home. "Damn, Terence. I love looking at you while your big cock's up my ass." He moved beneath me, thirsty as the sand, clenching my driving dick as though he could squeeze out my load. His horse cock was stiff as a board, reaching halfway across his chest where it drooled a stream of precum. I couldn't resist leaning down and taking the thing between my lips as I fucked us toward the finish line.
"Gonna cum, baby!" he cried. "Cum with me! Please cum with me!"
Hearing that urgent plea made me lose all control. I felt a shudder in my balls, and then the fire of orgasm as my cum raced through my cock shaft and exploded up Erik's waiting ass. "Yeah!" At the same time, his cock erupted between my lips, spewing a load of hot cream down my throat. I kept his dick in my mouth until we both stopped shooting. Then, at his urging, I leaned down to kiss him and give him his load back. Shit! That was the hottest thing I'd ever done.
"Whew!" I gasped, flopping tiredly onto my back and breathing like a racehorse. "Not only was that really hot, but it was something I needed badly."
"Me too, baby. I sure hope we have a repeat performance before the cruise is over."
"Who knows?" I shrugged. "Maybe we can even get together when we get back to the states. Where do you live?"
"New York." My heart skipped a beat. "Are you serious?!"
"West 21st Street in Chelsea," Erik said. "You?"
"West 22nd!" I laughed. Erik slipped a hand between my legs and toyed with my sore, soft dick. "Please don't say anything about it being a small world. Just fuck me again soon as you can."
"You got it, man!" Then I tasted those terrific lips some more.