Fuck, I can believe I drank my father’s piss last night. I thought to myself as I laid in the forward birth next to my brother who was sound asleep next to me. I lightly plaedy with my two new nipple piercings, they don’t hurt any more, and even though Ryan told me to be gentle with them, I still loved the jolt to my balls when I touched them.
I looked over at Matthew, who was still sleeping on his back and as always, naked. His soft cock was laying off to the side as I gazed at his new PA just hanging off the head of his dick. It looked so hot on him, and I couldn’t wait to have him fuck me with it on. But that wasn’t going to be a week or more, and my asshole can’t wait that long. Actually, I didn’t think I could wait another 5 minutes, I wanted to get fucked now!
I slip out of bed and open the stateroom door. The galley and salon were empty, but I could hear the rustling in the master stateroom. As I peeked in, I could see my dad and Steffen fucking on the bed again. I was getting really jealous of Steffen getting fucked more than I was. But I didn’t dare watch them this time, knowing I would definitely cum all over the place almost immediately.
‘Fuck!’ I thought to myself as I went up on deck. It took me a minute to realized we were docked in port, and I was standing there naked. I quickly grab a sarong which was left behind last night and cover up my junk.
It was a beautiful morning in the marina, I could see the sun just rising out of the sea, and with only a few people mulling about minding their own business. If I couldn’t have sex, I would at least like a cup of coffee, but I didn’t want to disturb everyone. So, I walked off the boat in search of a hot cup of steaming, black coffee.
Most of the boats were still quiet as I walked down the docks towards the shore. And when I was just about to step onto the ramp going up, I saw this guy hanging out in the cockpit of his sailboat. He was fucking hot, maybe early to late twenties. Long, dark hair, definite 5 o’clock shadow with deep blue eyes holding a cup of steaming, fresh smelling coffee in his hand. All I could see was his shirtless, tight torso as I stopped to take in the aroma of his coffee.
“Would you like coffee?” I heard him ask in a heavy Italian accent
“Oh my god you would be a lifesaver” I said with a look of desperation on my face.
“Come aboard, I’ll get you coffee. Milk, sugar?” he offered.
“No, black is fine.” I said as I walked around to his boarding ladder.
I settled down on the bench of his cockpit, making sure to keep my legs so as not to expose my low hangers to my coffee host.
“Here, cup is hot.” This fucking gorgeous hunk said to me. Oh my god, his body was model like, with a completely rippled stomach, abs, and with a smattering of dark hair on his chest as well as his long flowing dark hard on the top of his head.
He was wearing a pair of aqua blue shorts, that seemed to be quite skimpy but showed nothing other than the bulge of his package. And then I looked up into his eyes, and I felt my cock jump. They were almost the color of his shorts, and with his dark Italian skin they were seriously intense and so fucking sexy.
“Thanks, you’ve saved me from begging the harbor master for a cup.” I laughed as he sat back down.
Those shorts revealed nothing as he spread his legs, the fabric clung to his legs, and believe me I was looking. However, the bulge on his shorts told me that his cock was uncut as the shorts did reveal a long thick bulge with no head to his cock, and the shape of his balls bound in there, all just making me sweat.
“My names Mikie, we’re staying on the sloop down towards the end of the dock. It was a long night, and my head a little foggy this morning, so I was in search of my morning joe.” I said as I sipped his wonderful tasting coffee still hoping to get just a peek of this Italian stud’s junk.
“Alberto, nice to see you.” He said, looking at me. “Are you sailing with Steffen?”
“Oh, you know Steffen, yes. Me, my brother, and my father are sailing the Greek Islands for a month. It’s always been my father’s dream, so here we are.” I said as I began to relax.
“Yes, we know Steffen on island he good sailor.” Alberto said in his broken English as he glanced at my new nipple rings.
“Got them yesterday.” I said and flick one of the rings causing an electrical sensation to shoot down to my cock.
“Very sexy, they look good on you.” He said in his strong Italian accent while sipping his coffee.
My mind just jumped into overdrive. ‘Very sexy’ oh my god, is this Italian daddy trying to bed me. He does realize how easy it would be.
“Are you sailing alone?” I asked.
“No, I don’t live on the boat, I have house in town. I just come down here to watch the sun rise and relax before the day starts.” I think he said, as my concentration was mainly on his crotch, and I’m swear I saw his cock jump in those skimpy shorts of his.
Strategically I moved my leg, letting the sarong ride up, just a bit. Still keeping my legs together, but just enough to see if there might be interest. ‘Oh Yea’ I said to myself as I saw him look down in anticipation of a glimpse of my prize.
“So how do you know Steffen?” I asked him as I moved one of my legs up and sat on it, bringing my sarong even up further.
“Oh, we sail these waters all the time, race too. It’s a small place; you know everyone.” He said glancing downward constantly.
I finished my coffee and sat it down on the table beside me. Thanking Alberto for the hot brew.
“Would you like another cup, I have more?” He asked
“Sure, I said getting up, with my cup in hand. I can get it; you don’t need to wait on me.” I said as I walked down the stairs to the galley.
The boat wasn’t as big as Steffens, but had a nice galley, salon area, and a foreword V berth. I saw the coffee pot and started to pour myself another cup when I felt Alberto’s hands warp around my waist. The warmth of his lips on my neck made me shiver with lust as he quickly untucked my sarong and let it fall to the floor. I could feel his manhood pressing against my now naked ass as his hand slowly moved towards and finally took hold of my sudden hardness.
I turned around; our lips met immediately as my towering cock pressed against his flat rippled stomach. Our tongues danced in our coffee drenched mouths. I slipped my hands inside the back of his shorts and cupped his two perfectly round ass cheeks and pulled him into me.
Suddenly I was walking backwards and then fell onto his V berth as I watched him shuck his short and climb on top of me. Our mouths met again as I felt our cocks meet skin to skin. My cock was leaking, and I could feel the wetness between us as we grinded our cocks together.
“I fuck you?” Alberto asked as his hips started to hump my body.
“Yes, you fuck me!” I said as I lifted my legs out from under him and grabbed myself behind my knees and pulled myself open for him.
He spat into his hand and rubbed his uncut cock with his natural lube, and then guiding his rock-hard dick to my soft asshole as he leaned down and began to suck on my neck. I moaned wantingly as his cock passed into my ass and slowly pushed thru until we were joined as one.
“Oh god that feels so fucking good.” I said as Alberto laid there enjoying the sensation of his cock deep inside me.
He looked down at me as his hips began to move. His eyes were intense as we staired at each other as he slowly and quite passionately fucked me. His tongue licked my lips, I opened for him, and his tongue began exploring my mouth. My tongue found his and again we fell into a deeply romantic kiss.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, as I felt his long, uncut cock deep inside me, pushing deeper and deeper as his steady thrust caused me to quiver as his cock made love to my ass. And when he moved down to my nipples and lightly stroked them with the flip of his wet tongue I moaned loudly. Electrical shock waves traveling throughout my whole body, my cock leaking as it jumped with every bat of his tongue against my nipples.
We fucked like this for 10 or more minutes, I was doing my best to keep my orgasm at bay, which wasn’t easy with this Italian stud fucking me so tenderly.
“I want to cum in your body.” He said looking at me with those intense eyes.
“Ohhhhh yea, yes please cum in my body.” I begged.
His mouth was on mine, our tongues tangled as he continued to fuck me. Our moans were muffled, as I felt his cock swell deep inside me, and as he came his tongue jerked in my mouth as his warm balls pressed hard against mine causing my cock to start gushing cum between us, as he filled my whole with his hot, creamy, Italian jizz.
We gasped as both our orgasms subsided. He got up and looked down at me. Cum coved my stomach and chest. I watched him bend down and swipe his tongue threw the sticky clumps on my chest, gathering as much cum as he could on his tongue. His kiss was sweet and light as he pushed his cum coated tongue into my mouth as me both enjoyed the taste of me.
With my sarong tightly wrapped around my waist, I thanked my host for the coffee as I was leaving his sailboat very satisfied.
“Buongiorno Alberto.” We heard in a heavy Irish accent. “Mikey, good morning.”
“Buongiorno Ryan. Come Stai?” Alberto asked my piercer/new crew member.
“Mikie, good morning, you’re looking rather refreshed this morning.” Ryan said as he walked up beside Alberto’s sailboat.
“You know my new friend here?” Alberto asked Ryan
“This is my work.” Ryan said looking at my slightly raw nipples. “They look a little red and inflamed.”
I turned and kissed Alberto on the lips and thanked him for the coffee and he winked at me.
“Mikie, you welcome anytime for coffee.” He said as I got off the boat.
Ryan and I walked down the dock together, I could see the smirk on his face, but he didn’t say a word. Dad and Steffen were drinking coffee on the deck as we both walked up.
“Look who I found wondering he docks?” I said getting a jump on Ryan.
“Come aboard, get comfortable, and we’ll head out soon. Should be a great day for a sail to Kalefalonia.” Steffen said as we climb aboard, dad looking strangely at me.
“Where have you been off to this early in the morning.” Dad asked me.
“Looking for coffee.” I said as I went down below, to avoid any more questions.
We left Paxos as Ryan played first mate, so Dad, Ryan and I relaxed in the cockpit while he and Steffen guided us out into the open waters. They set the sails, and we were on our way with a great leeward wind, headed south. Once out of the harbor Matthew and I quickly threw everyone’s sarongs down below and the beers started to flow as the naked cruise continued.
Ryan was a nice surprise; another long, uncut cock had joined the boat. His balls were hairy and looked full of cum, I couldn’t wait to get that hard dick up my ass and let him give me some of his thick, Irish, white spunk. Fuck, I’m getting hard just thinking about how nice his cock would feel deep inside my ass….
“Matthew, let me look at your new prince albert. Let’s see how it’s healing.” Ryan said sitting next to dad. So, Matthew got up and Ryan inspected his work professionally. Taking Matthew’s cock in his hand and looking at the ring slipped thru the slit in its head.
“Looks good, really good. You’re keeping it clean with the antiseptic soap, and salt solution I gave you?” Ryan Asked
“Yea, and I’m trying to keep it soft for a few days, not wanting to rip out the top of my cock. But I don’t have any control when I’m asleep, and I woke up hard as a rock this morning.” Matthew said as he sat back down next to me.
“Don’t worry about getting hard-ons, it really won’t do any damage to your dick.” Ryan said, then his eyes gazed at me.
“Now little Mikie, let me see what damage your little play time caused this morning?” Ryan said to me, and my father immediately looked up with a questioning look.
“Okay, they don’t look to abused, or angry. They are a little hard and perky, but that will go away.” Ryan explained. “What I think they could both use is some refreshing saltwater swimming.”
“Let’s pull into the cove just north of Fteri Beach, we can anchor there for the night. They have a great secluded beach area where the boys could go swimming, and we could have dinner on beach.” Steffen suggested.
“I want to talk to you about this’ play time’ you had this morning, where were you when we got up?” Dad asked.
“I just went looking for some coffee since no one was up, and this nice Italian guy offered me to join him for a cup of coffee on his boat.” I tried to explain innocently.
“Italian sailor? Was it Alberto?” Steffen asked and laughed when I nodded yes.
“Well Mark you have a very resourcefully and horny son! But he was in no danger, Alberto is a great guy, with a very nice uncut cock.” Steffen said, Ryan and I both agreed.
With the music blaring and the sun shining on the deck, Matthew and I laid out on the bow, as we sailed through the beautiful blue waters. It was a fantastic day with great wind, and the boat was sailing like a dream.
“Hey, would you mind taking the helm, I’d like a break.” I heard Steffen say as I opened my eyes, and he was standing above us looking down at Matthew.
“Sure!” Matthew said as he jumped up and headed back to the cockpit.
“Um…. Mikie why don’t you go help or make lunch for all of us.” I heard dad say, and looked over to my left, and saw him standing there too.
“Sure thing.” I said as I got up, knowing they wanted some private time to fuck.
Matthew, with guidance from Ryan, sailed us on course to our next port. Dad and Steffen fucked around on the bow for an hour or two. We had no choice but to watch as dad fucked Steffen several times, which was so fucking hot. We all had hard-ons eating our lunch watching them fuck.
Dad and Steffen were still fucking up on the bow, when Matthew mentioned lunch still in control of the helm. I went below to get lunch for he and Ryan, sending up a beer for Ryan, and Matthew a special beer from me. He took the warm bottle in his hand, took a long pull and smiled at me as he ate his lunch.
“I’m so fucking horny!” I said to Matthew as I took the rest of the dishes down to the galley to clean up.
I was straightening up, when it kind of got dark in the galley, I looked around and them up toward the stairs, and what I saw gave me an instant hard-on. Standing in the gangway at the top of the stairs was Ryan with his huge, hard cock right there for me to enjoy! I stepped up the first 2 steps and grabbed hold of his thick cock and licked the underside from his balls to the bulbous head of his cock which I eventually took in my mouth, tasting the zesty flavor of his uncut cock.
He pushed it deep into my mouth, as he stood over the hatch. I couldn’t even see his face, only his chest down, but the part I really wanted was in my mouth.
His pre-cum was constant as I sucked and licked his cock, and while doing that, I was desperately looking for a way he could fuck me without anyone knowing. I looked around and saw what my savor might be. There were two handrails that ran parallel to the stairs attached to the ceiling. If I could walk up the stairs backwards, with my ass towards the stern, maybe just maybe, I could get his cock deep in my ass and get fucked.
My ass was still lubed with Alberto’s cum, so I didn’t have to worry about that, as I climbed up the stairs, using the ceiling handrails to hold me up. I pushed my ass against his legs, as I walked up the stairs.
Suddenly I felt hands on either side of my ass, helping up and steading me as I pushed my ass up there for Ryan to fuck. Finally, I felt his wet cock run up the crack of my ass, until finally he found my asshole and pushed his hips gently forward, sinking his cock into my ass.
“Oh fuck yea!” I said as I felt his thick cock pernitrate my asshole.
He fucked me hard and fast, holding tight onto my hips as he shoved his cock deeper in my asshole, as I held on to the rails, enjoying every inch of his thick, long, uncut cock, that was completely filling my hole.
My cock was hard as a rock, leaking loads of pre-cum all over the stairs and galley floor. I couldn’t beat off, I needed both hands to hold me in place, but my cock was bouncing up and down, with every thrust of Ryan’s hips, stretching my hole, and making my balls and cock jump out of control.
Suddenly he began to pound me harder, and I felt his cock swell inside me, and I knew I was going to be bred soon, and then it happened. He shoved his cock in me so far, I could see the head protrude against the skin of my stomach. Suddenly, I felt the heat of his cum streaming inside me as his cock gushed massive amounts of his cum deep inside my guts.
I could hear him grunting and moaning above me as his orgasm took hold, as he continued to shoot loads of hot cum in my ass, my own cock was draining clear pre-cum all over my legs as I felt my ass being filled up with his hot, massive load.
“Oh yea, fuck me, give me all you’ve got dude!” I begged, not even knowing if he could hear me.
Fuck, I felt so empty when he pulled his long, hard dick free of my ass. And just as I was about ready to crawl back down the stairs to jerk my blue balls empty, he grabbed my hips again and suddenly I felt his tongue dart deep into my asshole as he ate his freshly ejaculated cum out of me.
I couldn’t take it anymore, I had to cum. So, I let go of the rail with my right hand, hoping his grasp on my hips was enough to hold me in place, and I wrapped my fist around my gooey slick cock and jerked my meat until I was spewing heavy ropes of cum all over the galley. Cum was dumping everywhere as I beat my cock so hard, slamming my balls back and forth as my orgasm showed no sign ending. His tongue was driving me while as he lapped, licked, and sucked his cum from my asshole, all while I was spraying the galley area with my white, thick cum.
When he finally let go of my hips, I slid down the galley stairs. The fucking gally had streams and ropes of cum everywhere. The cabinets, the table, all over the floor. Fuck me, I licked up every one of my streams of cum I could see on the floor, cabinets, even the bench as I walked around the galley, trying to clean up or eat the evidence of my Irishman’s fuck. All as I was already planning my visit to his cabin tonight for more.
Dad and Steffen were still up on the bow when I emerged from my cleaning task. Ryan was at the helm sailing and just smiled at me as I sat down next to Ryan.
“Well, I can see you’re not horny anymore!” Matthew said, as he smiled at me and then looked back at Ryan.
He was right, looking down my soft cock was dangling between my legs with my balls hanging empty behind my dick. That was until I saw Ryan step away from the helm and then turn around and start to take a piss off the stern. I quickly moved and stood right next to him, looking down at his pissing cock. Yea, it was fucking hot!
“Would you share that with me?” I asked.
His hard stream stopped, and he looked at me. “You little pig, this is going to be a fucking wild sail.” And he turned to face me.
“I hope so!” I said as I got down in front of his cock.
I pushed his foreskin back exposing the nice sized head of his cock. A dribble of piss still hung there, until my tongue licked it off. I went to put my lips around his head, and he pushed me away.
“I like to watch as my piss flows into guys mouth when they’re drinking from my tap.” Ryan said.
I sat back and opened my mouth until his stream started to flow again. Intentionally or not, his aim was not into my mouth, his stream started in my hair and moved down slowly until I felt my mouth fill with his hot, salty piss. His foreskin had once again covered his cock head, and the spray from his cock was wide and was now not only flowing in my mouth but spraying my face and flowing down my whole body. I was drenched and quenched by the time his dick began to dribble the last drops.
“Fuckin hot Ry!” I heard Steffen say as I wiped away the piss from my eyes so I could open them again.
Steffen, Matthew, and dad were all watching my golden shower.
“You’ve got quite a horny boy here Mark, this is going to be one for the books.” Ryan said as he turned around and stepped back into the cockpit and took the helm back from Matthew.
“I’ve heard that before!” Dad said, looking at me.
“I actually came back to take a piss, are you ready for another load of hot piss?” Steffen asked me.
“Fuck yea!” I said as I stared at Steffen’s cock as it bounced towards me.
Immediately, I could taste sex on his cock. Cum and ass lined on my tongue as I licked the head protruding into my mouth until his golden piss began to flow down my throat. Than Dad and Matthew took turns using me as a urinal as well, as I kneeled on the stern of the boat drinking as much piss as they could give me.
“I think Steffen fucked dad!” I whispered to Matthew when we were down in the galley getting another round of beers.
“Really, I didn’t see that, but I was not always looking. How do you know?” Matthew asked curiously
“Steffen’s cock tasted like ass when I was drinking his piss.” I said.
“Nice!” Matthew said and walked back up to the cockpit with beers.
Soon we could see the island of kalefalonia on the horizon, and in no time with Steffen at the wheel and we were taking down the sails, as we approached the secluded cove. We dropped an anchor about 25 feet from shore and readied the boat for the night.
The cove was small, with a beautiful sandy beach hugging the curved shoreline. Trees wrapped around the perimeter making it a very private oasis just for us.
“Let’s have dinner on the beach tonight boys!” Steffen suggested “No sarongs needed.”
