We took the next assignment with mixed feelings, a 10-day cruise of the Caribbean over Christmas and the New Year. It would be the first time away from parents during the festivities, and we would be working instead of pissing it up. On the up side, we were offered a big bonus. Having agreed, we received an email from the head of entertainment. Apparently, there would be a high proportion on Brits onboard, so he thought we should put on a Pantomime. Fuck! We had never acted and there would be so much to learn, but when the big boss makes a suggestion, it's an order. We thought about it and wrote back, suggesting Cinderella, with us as the Ugly Sisters. A few days later, the script arrived. Wherever he found it, we never knew, but it was very risque and funny. Rehearsals started the following week. There was a cast of 12, and the plot was utterly bonkers. We spent most of the time crying with laughter. The next week, costumes arrived and we had to learn make-up. We sailed into Trinidad on the 21st, with the Pantos happening on the 22nd, 26th, and 31st, with normal shows on other evenings. Due to a of lack of space, we had to share the dressing room with Prince Charming. It was great doing drag, with big ball gowns, at least we didn't have to 'tuck' our dicks. Getting used to high-heels was a different matter. Prince Charming was a tall good-looking guy from Miami called Eddy, a bit of a Muscle-Mary, with a buzzed haircut. True to his name, he was charming. He had to wear white tights, supposedly with a plastic cup to hide his modesty, the problem being that he was too big for the cup. "Oh, fuck it, underwear will show through", so he just let the trouser snake hang down his left leg. It gave us a semi looking at it. Anyway, it was mostly an adult audience, and an adult panto, so it went down a hoot. Back in the dressing room, we got out of our frocks and wigs, and started cleaning our faces. Eddy undressed beside us, sharing the same mirror. It was difficult to concentrate, with his pendulous dick next to me. Eddy teased us by flopping it onto the dressing table. I could resist no longer and stroked it's length. It grew and rose even more, rising until it was over 10". John got the other side of him and we took turns stoking and licking the member. With a grin, he asked if either of us could take it. I was more than happy to give it a try. I bent over the table and Eddy applied lots of moisturiser to my bum, and more to his weapon. John helped feeding it in. I clenched my fist, as inch by inch, my bowels accepted it. My own cock had all but disappeared, but he waited until the pain had subsided. He pulled nearly all the way out, applied more cream and slid back in. John was mesmerised as the piston started pumping. I felt for my own cock, and wanked it back into life. Eddy gripped my waist and thrust harder and deeper. My bowels felt like they were being blown up like a tyre. Bits and pieces fell on the floor as the table shook. John tossed himself over my back, covering it in pools of semen. With a final lunge, he held me tight and unloaded. Slowly, the snake slid out, followed by spunk running down my leg. I turned around and John sucked me off. My cum exploded in his mouth. We kissed and cum-swapped. I couldn't wait till Boxing Day and watch him fuck my brother. The other shows went well, incorporating pop and Musical songs. We did the Christmas Day show in our schoolboy outfits, and New Years Eve in our tuxes, after which, we decided to get pissed rather than face Eddy's cock again. Our cabin was several floors down from the passengers and very quiet, allowing plenty of time for sex.
The only other guy we had sex with, was a very camp dancer. He made no secret that he wanted us, so we took him to our cabin. He was very sub, with a tiny dick, no more than 3.5" erect, but he had a slim, lithe body, was an excellent kisser, and had a magic tongue. He wanted us to do whatever we choose, so we took it in turns to fuck him, swapping back and forth until he begged us to cum, We covered his face with our juices, while he wanked. To our surprise, he shot about 10 jets high into the air. We swapped numbers for when we got home.
Boxing Day, the second show, we hammed it up even more. The dancers were camp as fuck and Eddy strode about the stage looking fabulous. After the show, we went back to his cabin still in drag. We licked and stroked him to full erection. John got on his elbows and knees, with his frock over his head. With copious amounts of lube, he was penetrated. I wanked under my dress. John took quite a pounding before Eddy shot his load. by which time John had cum without touching himself, and I'd soiled the inside of my dress.
Back in Bermuda, the company treated us to a belated Christmas dinner and free bar. With two weeks off, we flew home to see our parents.
We flew into Heathrow on a cold, wet and windy January morning. A far cry from the sunnier climes we were used to. Waiting for us in the arrivals hall, were Mum and Dad. We hugged and Mum cried. We slept all the way back to Bournemouth. Mum had prepared Christmas dinner. We sat around showing them pictures and telling them about our adventures, but not the sexual ones. They knew we were gay, but not incestual, so the for the next 10 days we were restricted to quiet hand jobs and oral, but it was great to be home. We caught up with old friends, and the days rattled by. All too soon, we were being driven back up the M3 and waving goodbye to tearful parents.
Arriving back in Bermuda, we expected to see Joey. Instead we were met by Victor, a tall lanky Afro-Caribbean with a wicked smile and dimples. He was 6'7" tall, and had to bend down to kiss us, which he did, full on the lips. We made our way to the parking lot, and back to our house, picking up essentials and beer. Inside, Victor welcomed us properly with a three-way kiss. His tongue probed our mouths. My hand slid under his top and found his erect nipples. I could feel his hardness growing against my belly. John put his fingers inside the waistband of Victor's satin shorts and released his member. What is it about Bermudan gays and big dicks? Not as fat as Eddy's, but bigger than Joey's, standing up way above his belly button, with a deep-purple mushroom head, and balls that hung like a pair of plums. John knelt and cock worshipped, while I played with his nipples and snogged him. We were still sweaty from our journey, but carnal desire took over. We led him to bed, losing our clothes on the way, and carried on. John licked around his now glistening head. I moved up the bed and fed my 7" into his mouth. He swallowed it to the base, my tight balls hitting his chin. I passed John the lube and he smothered the pole. Lying on his side, I held his left leg and watched the monster ease its way in. Tears ran down John's cheeks. I just wanted to watch, so I took my tool out of Victor's mouth and held my brother's leg. Victor's movements began slowly, giving John's stretched sphincter a chance to relax. Gripping John's hips, he slowly increased his speed. John oozed precum. Victor rolled onto his back, hauling John up so he was straddling, pointing away. This allowed me to toss myself. John rode, and Victor thrust up into him. John let out a yell as spunk splattered down Victor's legs. That took Victor over the top, and he came with a roar. I shot onto the floor John eased himself off the softening member, cum bubbling out of him. We hit the shower. We lounged around naked, eating pizza and drinking Red Stripe. Victor slept in the spare room.
Next morning, we woke to the smell of coffee. Victor was already up. preparing breakfast, his dick swinging as he walked. I left John in bed and helped myself to toast and caffeine. Victor picked me up, as if I were a puppy and carried me to his bed. We kissed and fondled one another my normally impressive cock looking tiny against his black pole. I was fretting about taking it without lube. Luckily, John came in at the opportune moment with a jar of gel. He kissed us both then liberally smeared the cream on my hole and Victor's cock. John held it in both hands as I lowered myself down until I was fully impaled. I leaned forward and John put more lube on the base of Victor's dick. I started sliding up and down the pole, with John stroking my bollocks. Victor thrust up to meet me, rubbing on my prostate. Suddenly I shuddered and let out a torrent of cum. Victor held me and pumped hard, filling my bowels. I climbed off and licked the spunk from Victor's cock, then knelt on the bed and wanked over Victor's face. We cuddled together in a sticky mess, semen dripping out of me. After showering, he dressed and went to pick someone else up from the airport. We went back to bed. Rehearsals started next day.
