The return journey would be via Gibraltar and Porto in Portugal. We weren't too bothered about Gibraltar, we hate monkeys, especially ones that steal your food and phones. We stayed onboard to work on new material and have leisurely sex. We showered together, soaping each other under the cascading water, our dicks fighting one another. I turned around so that John could wash my back and he rimmed me, using the water to open me up. After drying each other, John took me to bed. I played sub for him, letting him do whatever he wanted. He swallowed my balls and licked my shaft, then turned me onto my tummy and rimmed me again. Then he kissed and licked his way up my spine until he was nibbling my ears. His cock was on my hole and it just slipped inside. He held it there, enjoying the moment, then when I thought he would start fucking, he took it out and told me to suck it some more. I dutifully obliged. He ran his penis up and down my crack, teasing me, then penetrated again, did about 10 strokes, and presented it to me to suck again. I thought I'd never get fucked at this rate and all the time my balls were aching. Next time he put it in, I tried to push up, but I was held firmly. After toying with me time and again, he suddenly went for it, fucking me for all he was worth, filling me deep inside. He puled out. I had to lick his shaft clean while I tossed myself. I came in buckets.
When we reached Porto, we went ashore to explore the historic city. We wondered along, hand-in-hand, marvelling at the architecture, when a Transit van pulled up alongside us. Four men jumped out and bundled us into the back and sped off. We stopped at a deserted farm, pushed into a barn and thrown to the floor. There was six of them, all with masks on. They were talking in Portuguese, so apart from being scared shitless, we had no idea what they were planning. They took their dicks out and pissed over us, soaking our shorts, shirts, faces, and hair. It stank. They hauled us to our knees and forced us to suck them. Embarrassingly, we both popped boners. Once they were hard, and stroking one another, we were carried to an old table and laid on it, one at each end. Our soaking shorts were half-ripped off. Our erections soon went as they raped us. We were each fucked by three of them. As soon as one shot his load, another took over and the dirty cock shoved down our throats. Their cum dribbled out of us. Once they had all satisfied themselves, they high-fived, gave us our wet, torn shorts back, and bundled us back into the van. It raced off and chucked us out where we had been kidnapped, still sore, soaking wet, and stinking. Feeling humiliated and abused, we headed back to the ship, trying to avoid everyone, and showered. We threw our shorts and shirts away and cried in each other's arms. Somehow, we made t through the show. Afterwards, we got pissed.
During the last leg of our journey, back to England, we kept ourselves to ourselves, We still felt traumatised and dirty from our ordeal, but we felt safe in our own company. We told ourselves that it could happen in any city worldwide, and maybe, we had a lucky escape. We didn't have intercourse until we were back home and tested. We went on PrEP.
Back home, we had a week off, before rehearsals. Our next assignment was a Caribbean criuse, flying to Burmuda, and joining a ship for a 14-day cruise, taking in various islands. I think Tim must have put in a good word for us.
We had put on a few pounds while on board, so went for morning runs along Bournemouth prom. One day there were two guys about our age coming towards us. I vaguely recognised them from school days. They stopped to chat. Leon and Will had matured into hot young men. We told them we were on leave from the ship, and that we had a two-bedroom flat. We went on to say we have incestual sex, when there was no one else to fuck. We swapped numbers, and watched as they trotted off around the headland. I later had a text from Will, asking if he could pop round this afternoon. We naturally said of course, tidied around, and had an early lunch. He arrived at 2.00 in lounge shorts and a loose top, looking a little nervous. We greeted him with a kiss and gave him a beer. After chatting about school days, we talked about him and Leon. They had been together a year, though their relationship was quite open. We started telling him about some of our sexcapades on our trips. His shorts were tenting, so I stoked John's thigh and kissed him. Will's dick popped through the fly hole of his shorts, all 7" of it, bending to the right. I couldn't resist, and knelt in front of him, swallowing his hardness. John was kissing him passionately and taking his top off. We went to bed. He had a beautifully defined body, with large nipples standing proud. We were all naked. He shaved his balls and trimmed his bush. He took John in his mouth, while I worked on his genitals, lapping his sack and licking his uncut shaft, with the crown just poking through. With his cock wet, I straddled him. It was the first time I'd had a cock in me since the rape, but t felt so good. I rode him gently as John fed more cock into his mouth. I lifted myself up a little so that he could thrust to meet my movements. I lost control and wanked over him. John shot down his throat. I climbed off him and tossed him until his seed mixed with mine. I licked it up and we kissed. Not our best fuck, but we needed it, and Will seemed happy enough. we went for a beer, where Will phoned Leon and told him in graphic detail about the sex, I hoped no one in the pub overheard. It was decided to meet as a foursome on Saturday. Saturday morning, we showered, douched, and put poppers and lube in the bedrooms, They arrived in matching white satin athletic shorts, so small they rode up their cheeks when they sat down. We had our too short cut-offs and jocks on, with no tops. We sat in the lounge and Will repeated his description of the other day, making their dicks appear out of the side of their shorts. We dropped our cut-offs. Our hard members were out of our jocks. They came over, dropping their shorts, and knelt in front of us. Leon's dick was as long as Will's, but fatter and cut. After them sucking us for a while, we lifted them to their feet, and led them by their cocks to the bedroom. We became a tangled mess of arms, legs, mouths, and dicks. Everyone kissing anyone anywhere. I mounted John for a bit, then let Will take over. I lay beside John and Leon's fat dick entered me. John and I kissed as we were fucked in unison. We turned onto all fours and Will and Leon swapped. Then they lay on their backs and John and I straddled and rode them while they kissed. John buckled and shot his load, so I jerked harder and followed suit. The boys banged hard into us, and one after the other, fired their babies into us. We collapsed, spunk sticking to us, kissing and tickling them playfully. We dressed and went to the pub to celebrate our new found friendship. After dining, there were a few more beers and we went back to the flat. They stayed the night. I slept with Leon. In the morning, we gave them toothbrushes, we all showered and went back to bed. This time, I got to make gentle love to Leon. He was the perfect lover, we instinctively knew how to turn the other on. When I mounted him, we fucked as if we'd known each other for years. I could hear the bedsprings going in the other bedroom, I found out later that John had fucked Will.
We made breakfast before kissing them goodbye. We were to have sex twice more before leaving for the Caribbean.
