Just Friends

Jamie got in his request for a cabin on the cruise.  Dave and I were planning to celebrate several events.  We had gotten engaged on the same cruise one year ago and that had led directly to our coming out to Dave’s parents and our wedding.   We were also celebrating the letter that told Jamie that he got early acceptance to medical school.

We had several preparations to get ready for the cruise.  Jamie had to apply for a passport.  He needed a guarantor.  The dean of residences filled that roll.  He said that he did not have to know Jamie for the designated length of time.  He could annotate the signature “From institutional records.”  Dave also had to send a certified copy of the guardianship papers.  There is a law against transporting a minor over state lines unless accompanied by a legal guardian.

Jamie had gone back to the tailor shop for a fitting of the partially finished tux.  Then he went back weeks later for the final fitting and to pick it up and take it back to his room.  He seemed very pleased when he got home and thanked us again for the birthday present.  He was seventeen now.  Dave had said “Our guy is getting all grown up.”  And yes, I think he had grown a little in stature, but mostly we were impressed with his growing maturity and healthy approach to life.

Jamie said he had never been on a cruise before.  We all wanted to celebrate the fact that Jamie had really applied himself to the studies and had gotten that early admission to medical school.  Dave and I were looking forward to the anniversary of our engagement and the anniversary of our wedding.  The anticipation and excitement were high for all of us.

As soon as we arrived to board the cruise, things started to go awry.   First the purser told us that the computer had mixed up the room assignments.  Instead of one room for double occupancy and another room for a single, the computer had put us in one large room for three people.  He said that they had seen the guardianship document and figured that it would be OK.  Dave and I were disappointed, but nothing could be changed now.  We decided that we would try to find a way to ‘make the best of it.’

That evening the tricky stuff started. Dave and I got the double bed.  Rather than being naked in front of Jamie, we climbed into bed in our underwear and slid them down after covering up with the sheets. We were laying on our side with me behind Dave.  That is when we found out that Jamie slept in the raw.  He was polite enough to turn his back.  We knew his penis was large for his stature. With his back turned his large penis was not in view.  But his incredibly cute butt was in full view.  It was a continuation of his red complexion which he had been blessed with matching his red hair.  I was getting aroused just looking and Dave felt it happening.  Dave whispered to me, “it’s OK.  He makes my blood run too.”  We understood each other enough that we were not perturbed.  That first night we refrained from having sex, but we wanted to.

The next day we were planning to attend the formal dinner to start our celebrations.  We all got dressed in our white tuxes.  Jamie looked really smashing all dressed up in his new white tux.  Dave helped him to tie his tie.  Then Dave helped me to tie mine.  Before we headed off to the dining room, we wanted to suggest something to Jamie.  “How about you give us some time to commemorate the night we proposed?  Can you find something else to do for a few hours after dinner?  There’s lots of things to do.  You could go to the library, or I understand there is a trivial pursuit game in the upper bar.  You would probably be good at that.”

Jamie responded, “Yes. I will try to find something to do.  But how will I know when it is clear to come back to the room?”  Dave suggested an old university trick of putting a sock on the door handle which means don’t come in. Jamie agreed to it.

We got a table for three.  The waiter commented on three guys with great looking matching white tuxes.  We ordered a bottle of champagne.  We had decided to apply the house rules.  Once in international waters, the ship allowed alcohol for minors if their parent or guardian allowed it.  We thought that dividing the bottle three ways would have us less tipsy at the end of the night.  Last year we had really drunk too much.  It didn’t interfere with us having sex.  But our inhibitions were way down.  And we had kept right on having sex when the cabin boy came in and hung up our clothes.  He had been eager to please us, almost too eager.  The ship had assigned us the same cabin boy on this cruise.  I think that was his request.

Jamie was excited. We announced, “This is to celebrate your successful application to medical school.  Congratulations.  We have decided that you can celebrate by sharing in the bottle of champagne.”

Jamie seemed even more excited and very pleased.  With a smile. he said, “I have never tasted champagne before.”

I explained that it is a little strong so be careful.  We proposed a toast to the future doctor, Jamie.  We topped up the glasses and Jamie proposed a toast to ‘good friends who help a guy out when he was lost.’  We had smiles all around.  The dinner was great, steak and sea food combo.

Jamie went his way and we headed for our cabin.  We were a little tipsy but not as much as last year.  As soon as we got in the door, Dave started removing my clothes.  And I started removing his.  Our clothes were strewn around the room.  Dave up ended me onto the bed saying, “I need one of these.” He removed one of my socks.  I was totally naked except for the other sock.  Dave put the sock on the door handle and quickly shut the door. 

Dave got totally naked too.  He sprung onto the bed with me.  We were sucking lips, tongues, necks. ears, nipples, and anything else.  I caressed the back of his neck.  That was making him purr.  I was on top.  I vigorously sucked his lips as I massaged his tummy with my growing penis.  I knew that Dave gets hard fast, and I felt his penis rise to rub my butt crack.  I continued rubbing my penis on his lower abs with the added pleasure of Dave’s penis rubbing harder and harder against my crack.  I thought about riding him, but I wanted to go slow and enjoy every bit of this. 

Dave pulled up one leg and rolled onto his side saying, “lets try something new and different.”  I figured that he meant for me to lick him like that.  I did.  His anus was available so, I licked up and down and around and around.  The rimming seemed to have its usual effect.  Dave was getting very hard now and so was i.  I fondled his testicles and jerked his penis.  I hugged his thigh against my chest with his knee over my shoulder.  It seemed the perfect angle for me to enter his anus.  I stopped stroking his penis for a moment to wet mine with my saliva.  Still hugging his thigh to my chest, I set my penis to enter him.  I went back to stroking his penis as I applied pressure to his anus.  When I popped in, he made a little Mm. 

I picked him up a bit with his knee over my shoulder and thrust harder into him.  I was concerned that I was being a bit rough, but he was obviously enjoying it.  I thrust harder and faster.  We had been deprived for the last 2 nights and that was all being worked out now.  I thrust several more times.  I knew I was approaching the delivery of a big load. 

That was when Jamie walked in, or more accurately staggered in.  I was in no mood to stop what I was doing and kept right on firing cum into Dave’s butt.  It felt great.  Jamie sort of ignored us, staggering towards his bed.  He was dropping items of clothing on the way from the door to his bed.  Naked he collapsed on his bed face down, butt up.

I thought that he had passed out, so I kept right on thrusting into Dave.  I came a few more times, when the door opened again.  This time it was our cabin boy saying, “I found this sock in the hallway. I thought it was probably yours.  I spotted it earlier. Someone had put it on the doorknob, but I saved it for you.” He started picking up clothes and hanging them in the closet. 

We had had sex in front of him before and Jamie was passed out, or so we thought.  I just kept on thrusting into Dave until I was spent. I pulled out.  I loved that sensation of my slightly softer penis sliding out.  It was covered with my own cum and Dave had leaked more onto my testicles.  The cabin boy eventually left.  By that time, Dave was busy licking my testicles.  I was Oohing and Ahing.  Dave stopped briefly to say, “Yum.”  He licked me more. Then we kissed.  I loved the taste of my cum that way. Dave said, “My turn.”

I was exhausted but I knew I could trust Dave to do . . . what ever. And I knew he knew my favourite.  He rolled me onto my back.  Grasping my ankles, he pushed up and apart.  My anus rose up to meet his face.  I smiled and he smiled and started to lick me.  O how I loved this.  He licked a big sloppy slurp right up my butt crack including the back of my scrotum.  Then he settled into exciting my anus.  The sensations were emanating out from there to the whole of my body.  I squealed a little with delight.  He licked more.  I knew he liked to pause and make we wait and tease me.  Dave said, “What do you think of Jamie’s tolerance for champagne?”

“He seemed to be out right now,” I said.  Followed by, “Please lick me.” He licked me a few more times.

Then he said, “Fancy that, getting the same cabin boy as last year.”

“Ya. Fancy,” I said. “Just lick!” He did. 

Then Dave said, “I hope Jamie is really out.  I want to lick you for a long time.”

At this point all I could get out was, “Yes. Yes.”  He licked more. I responded, “Yes,” with each of his licks.

“I seem to remember,” Dave mused, “you saying ‘yes’ to me in another room on this ship a year ago.”

“Yes, Yes,” I murmured.  He licked me more.

“I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t said yes,” Dave said.

“Yes, Yes” I moaned.  Finally, he entered into my anus.  He was really big.  I was engorged too.  He thrust in so gently.  It was very romantic.  He pulled out gently and thrust in again only slightly stronger.  This was great. 

The light was better at Jamie’s end of the room near the balcony and its sliding glass door.  We heard him moan slightly and roll over onto his back.  That huge, engorged penis of his was standing straight up.  It seemed like the ‘roll over’ of a sleeper so, we kept on with Dave’s romantic thrusts and my quiet moans.  I knew I would cum soon.  I thought Dave would too. 

I think it was unconscious motions or maybe practiced muscle memory.  Jamie was now stroking his penis.  “Poor kid,” Dave whispered.  “His balls are probably aching.”  But we kept right on with what we were doing.  Dave was speeding up now and going deeper.  I was getting energized by his thrusts and started stroking my own penis.  Dave fired off within me and I did the same onto my chest.  We looked over to see Jamie shooting great gobs of cum at least two feet into the air before they landed back onto him.  He didn’t appear to wake up.  I wondered if he was faking.  Either way he was doing a pretty good imitation of a fountain.

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In the morning, we all woke up naked except I had one sock still on. Dave and I headed for the shower first. Jamie seemed a little worse for the waking up.  Dave and I washed each other of the dried-on cum.  While in the shower, Jamie showed up in the bathroom.  “Any room left for me in there?” he asked.

“No.” responded Dave.  “The cabin boy would help you in the shower if you ask nicely.”  Jamie made a face at us.  He knew Dave was teasing. 

We turned off the water and wrapped towels around ourselves.  We had hoped that Jamie would stay asleep long enough for us to get cleaned up, but it had not happened that way.  We opened the shower door to see Jamie naked with a towel around his neck.  We gave him a look to say he should cover himself.  But he said, ”I wanted to try to keep the towel clean.”  We let it go and left Jamie to clean himself up. 

When he came out, we asked, “how’s your head? Is that all from the champagne?”

Jamie gave an explanation, “I went to the trivial pursuit game at the forward bar.  The guy who had been the waiter at our table was taking a shift bartending after supper.  He guessed that I was slightly underage but also noted that “your keeper is letting you drink. What do you want?’  I said, ‘surprise me.’  He came back with a vodka martini. He said, “Shaken not stirred, just like James Bond. You know like with your white tux.”  I was curious enough to try it.  I was doing pretty well at trivial pursuit.  I thought the martini was not having much effect and drank the rest of it.  The next time I tried to stand up, I thought the floor was going to come up to meet me.  I headed back for our room and the sock was gone off the doorknob.  You probably saw the rest.  I collapsed on the bed.  I don’t remember any more.  I think I had a deep sleep. I guess I had a wet dream considering what was on my chest in the shower.  And my balls have stopped aching for a bit. I feel very rested and relaxed now, except for the headache.”

Over the next days at sea, we tried to think of a way to get time alone for just Dave and I.  The cabin boy was so attentive to a lost sock on the doorknob that that was not going to work.  We suggested that Jamie take the afternoon touring the ship and all of its facilities.  Dave and I did get some time together, but we would have liked to have an evening with the setting sun and the twilight.  But that was a more difficult time for Jamie to be occupied elsewhere. 

We did get an evening eventually.  Jamie thought that he would try the trivial pursuit again but without the martini.  That worked much better although there was a certain lack of spontaneity.  Dave and I enjoyed the time and settled ourselves to expect Jamie back at the room.  He arrived toting a prize from winning trivial pursuit.   

After several sexually frustrating days we finally arrived at the island where we had been abandoned the previous year.  We, all three of us, signed up for the going ashore expedition.  We told Jamie to bring a swimsuit as there is a very nice freshwater lagoon.

We went ashore early knowing that we would have most of the day.  After making our way to the freshwater lagoon, we each ducked behind a bush to change into our swimsuits.  Jamie teased, “You guys could use the same bush, after all you’re married.”  After a swim we decided to show Jamie where the mud pool was.  We had a time of naked mud wrestling in that pool last year.  This year we wrestled again but not naked.  Jamie was very much enjoying the nonsexual body contact.  Jamie had told us that he did not remember being hugged by his parents.  Then they abandoned him to take a job in China.  We ended up all coated with the fine mud head to toe.  We swam in the ocean to loose the mud. 

We had some of the low hanging bananas for lunch. It was a very relaxing afternoon.  We swam again in the freshwater lagoon to wash off the salt from the ocean.  Then we settled into a nice stretch of sand beach where we could spread out our towels and get a nice dose of sun.  We wanted to save some of our tans for next summer when we would work at the lifeguard jobs again.

 It would have made a nice picture.  The three of us were face down and butt up with arms and legs spread out trying to absorb the sun.  There were three very nice narrow butts in matching red swim briefs all in a row.  It was so nice until the cabin boy came over a sand dune.  He said, “The captain sent me to find you and make sure that you don’t miss the last boat back out to the cruise ship.”  Our briefs were dry now, so we just pulled on our shorts over the briefs.  It seemed a little sad to leave for Dave and I considering that we had gotten ten days alone here one year ago.  We had the island to ourselves. We went naked for days and fucked each others’ brains out to celebrate our engagement.  We had such fond memories.  Maybe we should cum here every year.

 We returned to the cruise ship on time and continued to the landing in Honolulu.  We took a taxi to our condo.  It has a great view of Diamond Head and the park.  Little did we know just how much more was about to go bad.

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We told Jamie about the “clothes optional beach” just below the Diamond Head lighthouse.  Dave asked, “how would you feel about going there?”

Jamie thought for a minute and said, “I think I can handle that. With a lot of people, I don’t think I would get aroused.  It would be embarrassing.” 

So, we decided to walk to the beach, taking some large towels to lay on.  We found a nice stretch of beach and spread out our towels.  Dave and I took off our clothes and laid on our towels.  Jamie seemed a little more hesitant but also removed his clothes.  He decided to swim then walked along the beach.  He was clearly enjoying his newfound freedom.

He had walked down the beach but after a few minutes surprised us by running back to our spot.  He said, “I think you better come down the beach.”

Dave asked, “What’s up?”

“There’s this guy that is really upset.” Jamie explained. “I talked to him, and he seemed to think he knows you.  He’s really upset.”   Jamie put on his shorts, and we took the queue to do the same.  Jamie started off on a run and we followed. 

I saw this guy sitting on the beach, in shorts.  It looked like he was crying.  As we got closer, I recognized Julian. (Readers may want to refresh memories of Julian as found in the last portion of Chapter 11.) Yes, he was upset.  There were tears in his eyes.  He could hardly talk. 

Dave was immediately down on his knees beside Julian, and said, “Are you OK?”

Julian croaked out, “no’ between sobs.

Dave put a hand on Julian’s shoulder and asked, “How can we help?”

That got no response. I asked, “Where’s Tristan?”

Julian could hardly speak but got out, “He’s dead.”

“What? When?”

“This morning.  He died in my arms.” Was all Julian could get out.

Dave embraced him.  I noticed he didn’t say, ‘everything is going to be OK’.  It was obviously not going to be OK.  Instead, Dave gently said, “I’m here for you. We’re here for you. You’re not alone.”

We looked at each other, wondering what to do.  I was amazed by how perceptive and caring Jamie had become.  He offered, “You can come back to our condo.  At least you can have a safe place to sleep tonight.  You can have my bed.  I’ll sleep on the couch.”

And that is exactly what we did.  Julian was in no shape to describe what had happened.  He simply quietly said, “thank you, thank you.”

Julian had revived a little during the walk back to the condo.  He said to Jamie, “I don’t feel right putting you out of your bed.  I’ll sleep on the couch.”  Jamie seemed about to protest when Julian said, “believe me, it will be the nicest place I have slept for a couple of years.”  Jamie acquiesced.

 

Julian was crying less now.  He laid down on the couch looking at the ceiling with his arm partly over his forehead.  We left him to relax.

Dave rolled his finger at Jamie to come into the room where Dave and I slept.  In a low voice Dave explained that Julian probably would not be able to recount to us what had happened.  It takes a couple of days.  He said to Jamie, “Do you remember when you told your account.  It was a few days after it happened.  So don’t press him tonight.  Just assure him that we are here for him or that he is safe here or something.  He may wake up in the night, remember how you did? Just comfort him.”  Jamie was being very attentive to Dave’s suggestions. 

We ordered in a pizza and added some snacks from our stash in the cupboard.  We ate and Julian nibbled at least.  It was dark now.  We each headed off to sleep in our various places.

 

TO BE CONTINUED