Straight Sailing to a Gay Morning

I was so need for a different vacation. I decided to take a nice cruise. My flight left Kennedy at 8:40 on Thursday morning.

The flight got in to Florida a couple of hours later. I had some time to kill before check in time. I stopped at a local deli and had a nice Roast Beef on rye. I sat by the window and watched the foot traffic. I devoured the sandwich in no time at all.

I saw two men 30 something men come into the deli. Just the way they carried themselves, spoke homos to me.

I am okay with that, to be honest with you. But being sexually with a man no fucking way Jose. I finished my bottle of water and headed to where the cruise ship was docked.

I walked up the gang plank and onto the deck. I handed the Purser my boarding pass and was told which deck my room was on. I got to my room and unpacked my stuff. I only brought a duffel bag full of my clothes. Just enough for a week.

I went back on deck and walked around. As I came back around I saw the two men from the deli boarding as well.

They got their room assignment and headed inside. It wasn't too long after they left and the call came out. "All ashore who are going ashore?"

The visitors walked down the gangway and soon we were underway. I wave to those on the docks that were waving up to the ship.

Once out of port, I sat down on a deck chair and checked my itinerary.

Dinner that night was a semi formal. I picked out blue and red striped tie and put on my powder blue dress shirt. I just had some khakis and brown boat shoes. Good enough I thought.

I told the maitre de my name and he had a waiter to my table. The two guys from the deli were there already.

I introduced myself, we shook hands. Steven and Joe were the same height as me. We got to talking about with our six foot height we could get up a game of basketball.

They weren't male model material but they weren't ogres either. They could have been brothers. Both short brown hair, green eyes. The other couple of people never showed so it was just the three of us. We found out we were not far from each other back home.

"So are you guy's brothers or cousins?" I asked them.

They both laughed at what I said.

"Mike, we are life partners." Joe said.

My mouth dropped a mile.

"You do know that is a gay cruise don't you, Mike? Steven asked.

Now I am not a homophobe, but being on a gay cruise would be the last place, I would want to be.

"I am going to kill my buddy!" I growled.

Joe and Steven looked at each other with a concerned looks on their faces.

"It's okay guys I am a card carrying member of Homo haters." I said.

"So what are you going to do?" Joe asked me.

"I think we are two days out of the next port, it would cost me too much money to get back home.

So I might as stay for the whole cruise. Try to enjoy myself. Besides my friend is paying for this cruise."

They both gave me two thumbs up.

After dinner they went off to stroll the deck and I went back to my room. I read a book I had brought and fell asleep,

At breakfast the next morning Joe and Steven sat with me. They invited me to play some basketball and work in the fitness room.

I did need to get out some tension. We worked out; we spotted each other with the weights.

Then we went and played some basketball. As I came down from a layup, I landed wrong.

I was taken to the infirmary; Doc McCoy examined me and said it was a mild sprain. He gave me some crutches, said to ice it down for a couple of days and stay off of it as much as I could.

The boys helped me back to my room. They brought me dinner and some wine. We sat and talked.

They were very fine guys. We laughed at lot. I asked them how they knew they were gay. They explained it to me. That for Joe it was in his mid twenties. Steven it was when he was fifteen.

"I heard that sex with another man is better than with a woman, is that true?" I asked.

Would you like to find out Mike?" Joe asked.

"I'm straight guys!" I slurred my words from too much wine.

"How would you know, if you never try Mike?"

Soon our clothes were on the floor and I had Joes eight inch cock in my hand. It felt spongy. It felt weird but I wasn't freaked out. I ran my fingers over the underside of his cock. The blood pumped into it.

Steven was stroking mine and soon I felt his tongue licking the tip. His tongue ran slowly over my whole cock.

Joes cock slide nicely in my hand. His precum helped lube up his cock as it slid between my hands.

Steven was deep throating me. It was pure pleasure. My sperm filled his mouth.

The release was intense.

I had stopped stroking Joes cock but he continued without me. Through my half closed eyes I saw his sperm flew out like a volcano.

"Well?" Steven asked.

"That, that was the most intense nut, I have ever had." I said out of breath.

"And it gets better "Joe said.

He bent over and I watched as Steven took his six inch cock and slide it inside Joe's ass.

I had seen gay porn and wasn't thrilled but this was live and so much hotter.

Steven pulled out and blew his load over Joe's hairy ass.

We spent the night together in my king sized bed.

My ankle was fine in a couple of days. It was healed just in time as we came into port. The boys and I enjoyed the town.

We went to a nude beach and found a nice secluded spot on the beach. A small outlay of rocks.

Steven got on the top rock and I was below. I was blowing him. Joe was below me sucking me off too.

We almost missed the boat because of it. They were about to raise the gang plank when we got on.

"Man what a day. " I said to the guys at dinner that night.

"Yes it was!"

That night they said they were too tired and wished me a good night.

I strolled the deck and watched the couple's just enjoying being with each other.

The next day I was a bit sore from yesterday.

I made an appointment to get a massage.

I went into the spa and Larry the masseuse was there. He was well built. His shoulder length blond hair was tied back in a pony tail. He wore white pants and a muscle t shirt. I hate that word wife beater shirts. Bad Stigma

I removed my shorts and t shirt; I wrapped a white towel around my waist. I lay face down on the table.

He came in and talked to me. His hands worked a magic on my body. I was moaning and groaning in a pleasurable way.

"I have to massage your glutie! " He said.

He removed my towel. His hands felt wonderful on my ass. I felt my balls tighten as well as my cock. He opened my legs and then rubber my inner thighs. His fingertips brushed against my balls.

"Time to turn over hon." He said.

I turned over a bit embarrassed that my cock was flopping and half hard.

He started rubbing my chest and working my legs.

"Would you care of a lingam massage?" He asked.

"What is that? "

"It is a massage your staff of light"

"My of what?

"Your penis."

His fingers kept brushing my balls. I was too far gone to care.

"Sure, go for it" I said.

His large hands stroked my cock and balls. His hand left my balls and slipped inside my asshole.

I moaned as his finger found my prostate.

When I released my load, my whole body shook.

I looked at his pants and saw his bulge and stain through his pants. I reached over and ran my hands over it.

"Would you like to massage me? He asked.

I nodded and he slipped his pants down. His ten inch cock flopped out. It bobbed and weaved in front of me.

I took that monster in my hand and stroked it.

His precum flowed out. He moved closer to the head of the bed and I took it in my mouth. I gagged and took my mouth off it.

It is so big.

"Not everyone can handle it at first." Larry said.

"Please let me try again!" I asked.

He brought the monster to my lips. I licked the throbbing cock head. I took it slow and easy.

Before I knew it, I had half of that big fucker down my throat.

He grabbed the back of my head and started face fucking me. My jaws ached from being forced open by this monster cock.

His balls were slapping my chin. He unleashed his load in my mouth.

I wiped my chin, "Well that was refreshing." I smiled and laughed.

"You need a shower and so do I." Larry said.

He helped me from the table and we went into the shower area.

He soaped my back and I did his. His back well was well defined. The cheeks of his ass were hard as steel.

His cock was hard once more. I stared. We dried off and went to his office. He had a couch there.

He bent me over the arm of the couch. He got some lube from his desk drawer.

"Please Larry; I have never had anything in my ass bigger than a finger."

He laughed "OH I got me a virgin do I?" 'Well once I pop you with this, you will want more of it."

I felt the lube over my hole. I looked back and watched him apply it his throbbing cock.

He spread the cheeks of my ass; he rubbed his cock head over my hole,

Just breath slowly baby, it will only hurt for a few moments.

I breathed slowly and I moaned as he slipped inside me. Once he got a good motion going it felt so wonderful.

I started pushing my ass back, taking him in deeper.

His hot load filled my ass and it burned a little. He spurted inside me a couple of more times.

When he finally pulled out of me, I heard my ass sort of pop. Getting back to its original state.

We took a shower again. I left there fully sated.

I only got to visit him one more time, as he was busy with other clients. But it was worth it.

The boat finally got back to our starting port.

I exchanged numbers with Joe and Steve.

We have had cookouts at their house.

My friend asked me how I liked his gag gift.

I smirked at the word "Gag!"

"What?" He asked.

"Nothing John!" I said.

What he didn't know would just kill him.