I had scrimped and saved for this cruise to please a lover that had dumped me for someone else two weeks before. I went anyway, because I'd forgotten completely about canceling the trip, and couldn't get my money back. I thought about trying to sell the other ticket, or giving it to someone, but I didn't because I thought I'd prefer to be alone. I was wrong. Being alone sucked. I ended up checking out cabin boys and cute men in white uniforms and putting a towel in my lap to hide the ever-present hardon. Two weeks, I thought miserably. I have two weeks of this to look forward to.

The third day out, a handsome man in his 40's, with thick dark hair showing silver at the temples, and a tan, health club body struck up a conversation about the book I was pretending to read. I bluffed my way through it without sounding too much like a moron. He invited me to have a drink in the lounge with him and his companion. He seemed nice enough company, so I went. The lounge was dark and cool, and I suddenly wanted one of those huge Margaritas. My new companion was Paul. My name is Toby. We sat in the comfortable quiet and chatted about nothing in particular until we were joined by another handsome man in his 40's, with thick blonde hair threaded with silver, and a slightly sunburned, health club body. He was Jeff. He took one look at my glass and moaned. 'Yes,' he said. 'Oh, yes. Big tequila thing, Paul. Please.' Paul smiled indulgently and gestured at the waiter.

We didn't get drunk, exactly, but we were not tense, that's for sure. We chattered and laughed for hours, and managed to learn quite a few things about each other. Paul and Jeff were lovers, and had been for almost 20 years. 20 very happy years. They were a monogamous couple, with the exception of what they called their 'hobby.' Every once in a while they liked to pick up a young man for a threesome and film it.

What did they learn about me? That I was fucking horny. Paul dropped a hand into my lap to verify it, and grinned at Jeff. 'Hung like a horse,' he said happily. 'A fucking horse.'

Their suite was huge. Very elegant, with a king-size bed. And...camera equipment. Expensive camera equipment. Paul mixed more Margaritas as Jeff explained about their hobby. Amateur stuff, for their own amusement only. I could have a copy of the film if I wanted one. I nodded, as a very aroused 'what the fuck' feeling settled over me. It would be amusing and different, and guaranteed to get my rocks off a few times. I've always like older men, and being presented with not one, but two, perfect specimens was an incredible turn on. I glanced down, and both already had noticeable bulges in their pants. Very noticeable bulges. I smiled to myself. Good. Very good.

Paul sat on the bed with me as Jeff adjusted the camera. They had me tell a little bit about myself, staring into the camera. Paul stroked my back with one hand and my thigh with the other as I talked. Finally, he leaned forward and flicked the tip of his tongue in my ear. He grabbed my chin with a finger and turned my mouth to his and kissed me, giving me lots of tongue. He pushed me back on the bed, his hand sliding down my body to massage my cock. I felt Jeff start to remove my shoes and socks. The two of them undressed me slowly, discussing my body as if I was a big doll. It was kinky and cool to be a sex object, and I got into it. I stroked my cock and smiled at the camera as they undressed each other, exchanging deep kisses and whispers. They slid onto the bed, one on either side of me, their cocks large and stiff.

The took turns kissing me, turning my face back and forth, occasionally stopping to kiss each other. The tongued my ears then slid their mouths down to bite at my neck. Both left marks of their lust on my skin. They slid down to my nipples, and Paul fastened to one, Jeff the other. They sucked them both erect and tingling. It was incredible. I'd never had two men at once. I rapidly discovered that two mouths and four hands drove me wild. Their hands never stopped moving over me. My body, my cock, my balls. They touched me everywhere and I writhed between them. They left my erect nipples behind and licked and nibbled their way down to my cock.

Paul put his tongue at the base on one side, and Jeff put his at the base on the other. They licked up together, then licked down. Back up, grinning at each other, then swirling their tongues over the head, moaning appreciatively at the taste of my precum. Their tongues danced together, flicking at each other, then again swirled over my swollen cockhead to slide back down. I noticed they were holding hands, their fingers laced, both thumbs gently caressing my balls. Paul and Jeff tilted their heads and slid their open mouths up my shaft. I could feel their teeth scraping me so lightly, their tongues flicking back and forth across the shaft. My back arched and I couldn't keep my hips still. Finally, Paul took my entire cock in his mouth, very deep, and slowly drew his tight, wet lips up, then plunged them down again. He repeated that several times, then moved his head away for Jeff to do the same. They alternated sucking me, going faster and harder, until I knew I was about to shoot cum. I wondered whose mouth would take it. As it turned out, they both did. I started to throb and pump in Paul's mouth. He filled his mouth with my hot cream, then quickly moved away for Jeff to fill his. Then they kissed, directly over my still spurting cock, exchanging mouthfuls of my cream as my cock laced their chins with more. 'Damn,' I said breathlessly, when I could finally talk again. 'That was incredible.'

They were genuinely pleased at my reaction. They both kissed me, then Jeff arranged me on my hands and knees parallel to the edge of the bed while Paul adjusted the camera. Jeff scooted in front of me and spread his legs. He stroked his cock a few times, then ran his fingers over my lips. 'Such a soft mouth,' he said. 'Suck a sweet, soft mouth.' Jeff's cock fascinated me. It was only about 6 inches long, but it was without a doubt the thickest one I'd ever seen. I slid a bent finger across the huge, mushroom shaped head, getting an estimated measurement. Over 3 inches across. Probably a lot over. Jeff's body was reddened by the sun everywhere except where his bikini had been. There, the skin was almost pure white. In the middle of this pure whiteness was a thick, blonde thatch. Out of the thatch rose a reddish-purple, unbelievably thick pole. Paul grinned as he climbed on the bed behind me. 'Isn't that the thickest damn thing you've ever seen?' he said. He rubbed my ass. 'Give Jeff some good head, sweet Toby.'

I've never tried to blow anything that damned big. I licked all over it, running my tongue up and down, around the head, nibbling on it, admiring it while I stroked with my hand. Finally, I got up the nerve to try and fit the whole damn thing in my mouth. I got it in, but I don't know how. Paul slid off the bed to work the camera to get some close-up shots of that monster in my mouth. I bobbed my head as far down as I could. No way that huge thing would fit in my throat. I felt Jeff start to throb and heard him gasp. 'Mouth off,' Paul said quickly. 'Close your eyes.' I managed to get the thing out of my mouth and my eyes closed just as Jeff shot all over my face. And I do mean ALL over. He had enough cum spurting out of that thing for three men. I kept my face there and felt stream after stream blast against my skin. It ran down my cheeks to my jaw then dripped to the bed. I swiped at it with my tongue and sighed happily. Tasty cum. Very tasty cum. Paul chuckled. 'Got it. Shit, what great close-ups. What fucking great close-ups.'

Paul came and knelt behind me and used Jeff's cum to lubricate my ass. Jeff eventually went to work the camera. The got some great shots of Paul's cum slicked fingers thrusting in and out of my hole. He finger fucked me until my cock was throbbing and my ass so hungry I was shaking. 'Fuck it,' I moaned. 'Fuck my ass good.' Paul murmured at me and scraped more cum off my face. I could feel him applying it to his hard cock. The he took his cock and slid the head up and down my crack. 'Yes!' I breathed. 'Oh, shit, yes!' Paul chuckled. 'Get a good tight shot of this good tight hole being penetrated.' He popped the head of his cock into my ass with a thrust, then eased the rest of it in. I humped my ass back at him and howled. I wanted him to fuck my ass hard, harder, hardest! Knowing that the camera was silently recording my pucker and the party it was having with Paul drove me fucking wild. Paul grabbed my hips and obliged me by thrusting fast, hard and deep. The very distinguished man fucked like a sailor on shore leave, all sweaty grunts, foul language and maximum sensation. He drove me wild. I humped my ass back at him, howling 'make me your bitch!'.... which kind of startled me until I felt his cock swell in response. 'Shit!' Jeff breathed in appreciation. 'Fuck the bitch, Paul! Fuck that little asscunt good!'

Paul fought his orgasm for as long as any human could, then came screaming. His voice started out with an 'Oh!' then soared up through at least four octaves as his cock pumped cum into my twitching hole. He pounded the fleshy part of my ass with his fists as he came, and damn near crippled me. The pounding put a nice edge on my own release, and I pumped cum all over the fancy bed. Then I think I blacked out. When I came to, I was spread out on my stomach. I blinked and focused on Paul, who lay on his back staring dreamily at the ceiling.

Jeff tongued my ear. 'He'll never get the smile off his face,' he whispered. I grinned. 'Well,' I said, feeling rather cocky, 'if the smile fades, we know how to put it back.' Jeff chuckled warmly, then dragged his thick, hard shaft across my cheeks. 'Think you can take this?' he whispered. My brain said two things. The first was 'no fucking way.' The second was 'slam it in HARD!' Paul rolled to me and stroked my back, murmuring to me gently. 'It's thick, Jeff,' he said reasonably. 'You've already had a solid fucking down there. No problem if you can't take it.' I looked at Paul, and smiled. 'He likes to fuck your cum,' I said. It wasn't a question. I felt Jeff's emotion flowing from behind me as he reached to hold his lover's hand. Paul kissed my cheek gently. 'Yes,' he said softly. 'He'll be as gentle as he can be with that thing.'

I spread my legs and sighed happily. I wanted this. I wanted to part of it. I felt the huge head against my hole, and tried not to gasp. I've never had anything that thick down there. Jeff was truly gentle with that cockmonster, and entered carefully and slowly. I felt like I was being fistfucked. My hole had never been stretched so open. He slid in easily on his lover's cum, then began to pump. Paul stroked my back and kissed my shoulder, murmuring to me. I felt Jeff's lips come down and brush across my back. I was swept away on the incredible emotion of the moment, grateful to be part of such a true threesome, when I got a startling announcement from my cock. It got hard. I blinked, and gaped at Paul. 'Wow,' I whispered. 'Cock's hard again.' Paul grinned. 'Here that, my lover?' he said, warmth in his voice. 'You've given this poor boy another hardon. Now you're going to have to fuck him a good cum.'

The film shows a cock as thick as a wrist fucking the hell out of my stretched hole. The sounds are incredible...Jeff panting, and my out-of-control explosions of pleasure/pain. You can see my cock swell, twitch, darken, then shooting long streams of white...pulsing and pulsing until I created a lake of cum.

When Jeff came, he slid his cock out and laid it across my ass crack so he shot all over my back...so damn much cum it poured off me.

I spent the major part of the next day in a hot tub. We went through countless tapes over the two-week cruise, filling them with every scene we could think of. Next year, we're doing the Caribbean.

 

Morgan Grayson

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