Unexpected adventures in the shower

When he waved over, I knew that he caught me looking, and quickly put down the looking glass. I hoped my friends hadn't seen, but Trish waved back at him.

"Look, our neighbour seems nice. Do you think at that age, it's difficult to travel by boat?", she asked the group.

David looked over and immediately turned away. "Dude, why does he have to be naked all out in the open? He's at least 65 years old, if not older." And, turning towards me, "Where have you been peeking at with those glasses, anyway?"

Trish interrupted him. "Why can't he be naked? For once, it is *his* sailing boat. Second of all, it's quite warm today. And you don't need to look."

I was glad that she had that argument with David, since I didn't need to answer his question. I hadn't planned on adventured of the kinky side of things doing a sailing vacation with my friends, but I just couldn't resist looking at naked old guys like our neighbour.

My 19th birthday had only been a couple of weeks away when Trish had invited me to join their sailing trip in Croatia. At first, I had been a bit hesitant, but the thought of great weather and some time away from my apartment was more than enough to convince me.

Sexually, I was not too adventurous. Sure, I had touched my (then best) friend's cock on multiple sleepover occassions - always assuring him that "I just wanted to compare sizes" when in reality, I wanted to make him cum. Since he was very actively hetero, I didn't have the guts to proceed beyond touching.

So there I was, on a sailing boat with my friends and the nude neighbour only 100 meters away. How thick his cock was. And how manly he looked, almost like a bear. (Was that what they call "silverdaddy" on the porn sites I visited?)

I turned to have another look, but the stranger was gone, probably below deck. As the evening progressed, my thoughts turned back to the guy and his cock. How would it feel in my hands? Could I fit it in one, or would I need both? (Not for real, though, since there was no way I would make a move. Not with my friends around, anyways.)

For dinner, we went to a nearby restaurant. Everyone was having a few beers, and the mood was great - just like a vacation is supposed to feel. After dinner, Trish suggested we get some ice cream. I wasn't much in the mood for it and returned to the ship. On my way through the harbour I passed by the naked guys vessel, but he was nowhere to be seen. I had almost put that thought of him away when I heard someone calling out behind me.

"Hey Kiddo!" I turned around. There he stood, waving in my direction. I just stood there, frozen. He motioned for me to come back. Without thinking I went to his boat. He smiled. "I couldn't help but notice you peeping earlier today", he said with a smile. I was stunned. What was I supposed to say?

"Yeah... I am just generally interested in ships, that's all." What a dumb excuse! He smiled even brighter. "Okay, if that's your story, fine by me." He looked around. "Listen, I meant to shower in a few minutes, but I'm all out of soap. So you mind sharing yours?" I contemplate this. I hadn't been meaning to shower that night, but...

"Sure, I guess I can do that.", I replied. He looked satisfied. "Great! See you at the showers in", he looked at his clock, "ten minutes?" I nodded. "See you there."

I turned around and walked to our ship, and I can feel that my dick was getting hard at the thought of getting another glimpse of that cock of his, and what else might happen. I packed my shower stuff (towel, soap, and some fresh cloth) and headed over to the harbour's showers. There was a set of shower rooms, single ones, for one person, with some space to place the cloth.

He waited for me before the entrance. "Glad you didn't leave me hanging", he said, and motioned for me to go ahead. The showers cabinets (eight in total, if I was not mistaken) were all empty, except for one. I went all the way to the back of the building and opened the door to the last one.

I almost expected - wished! as horny as I was - to join me immediately, but he chose the one next to mine. "Just hand me the soap over the wall when you're done." And with that, he had closed the door behind him. I was honestly a bit disappointed and thought that maybe I had put too much wishful thinking into it. He was probably on vacation with his wife and straight as an arrow. Well, then it's just a regular shower.

I went into my cubicle, closed the door, undressed (still with a slight errection) and started to shower. The warm water felt good on my skin, and I applied soap generously. When I wanted to hand the soap over, I noticed that the wall was quite high. "Hey, the wall is high and it's difficult to pass the soap. Hello?"

Instead of an answer, I heard a knock on my door. And then another one. With the shower still running and most of the soap still on my body, I opened the door just a bit. He hadn't started to shower, it seems, and he was still wearing tight boxers. I couldn't help but notice the bulge in them. Instead of saying something, he suddenly pushed my door open and came in my cubicle. 

I stumble back a bit, totally in shock of the situation. Here I was, standing naked and covered with soap in front of this stranger who could have been my father, if not grandfather. I knew that I had an exhibitionistic fetish (I did some cam2cam chats with guys when I was younger) so it was no surprise to me that my dick was getting hard pretty quickly.

He looked at my exposed body, smiling, and grabbed his cock through his boxers. "So I wasn't wrong about you after all, boy? I knew you were in heat when I saw you the first time."

I didn't know how to react since I didn't have too much experience. All I knew was that I wanted for him to touch me, and to please him.

He came closer. "Let me help you with the soap." And with that, he started to rub my skin. Gently, he started with my arms and then my chest. His hands were going lower and lower. When they were right above my crotch, I couldn't help but let out a moan. "You like that, boy, don't you?"

"Yes", was all I could say. My throat was dry. I didn't know how to behave or what to do, so I grabbed for his underwear. He moved my hand back and sad, " That comes later. First, turn around."

A but unsure but very horny, I turned around. "It's important to clean yourself thoroughly", he went on. "Especially in tight places like this." And with that, he ran one finger down my back and between my butt checks, touching my virgin hole. I moaned again, this time louder. "Yeah, let's make sure you're clean here." He took the soap and uses a lot on his middle finger. I still had my back to him. "Lean forward with your hands against the wall", he directed me. I did as I was told.

Again, he ran the soaped finger between my but cheeks, this time massaging and slightly pressing it against my hole. I had difficulties to silence my moans. " That's good. Feels a bit tight, but with some training, you should be good to go. Do me a favor and spread your butt cheeks a bit wider for me."

Still leaning over, I did as I was told and spread my but checks, exposing my hole to this stranger.

He ran his soapy finger across my rose, applying more and more pressure with every move. "Now relax and easen up." With that, he put the tip of his finger right on my hole and start moving it around, applying pressure and trying to push.

When I relaxed my muscles, my sphincter gave way and his finger slid in. I can't help but moan loudly. "Ohhh!"

Without a stop he has started to finger-fuck me, and my errection got harder the longer it went on. After about a minute, he started to use two fingers, widening me as he moved them in and out. I was in heaven. This felt so good, I wished he would never stop.

To be continued...