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Part One
Adam Wright was an author. Not a spectacular one, but a household name, for at least six of his books made the best seller lists when they were published. He had written ten so far and the royalties they brought in made life comfortable to say the least.
Born in South West London and went to a local school of no repute though he did rather well, especially in English through being rather a bookworm. Whilst at school, he wrote quite a few pieces that were published in the local paper and on leaving school, applied for a job there and was taken on.
He spent four years working there, writing of local events, news and of the areas personages before moving on to a national newspaper in the city. For eight years he worked for them, reporting and writing the odd short story, though he always referred to himself as being a journalist. It was while working for this newspaper that he wrote his first book entitled Sin in the City which reached the top ten. A story based around the people and professions in the Soho area. A sordid book of the clubs and dives, gambling dens and of the prostitutes and their pimps, not missing out on the gays and transvestites.
He had two on and off affairs, one of the women being married, during this period, sharing his time between the two. The single one lived in his small flat for a period of time till she moved on, basically because he became bored with her and spent more time in writing his second novel rather than pay her the attention she thought she deserved.
With this second book being put into the hands of his publisher, he decided to leave the newspaper and become a full time author. It took three years of research and writing before his third book was published which became another good seller and with the revenue paid to him, bought a small flat in Chelsea.
It was while researching for his fourth book that he met his future wife, Carol Vickers, a sub editor of a fashion weekly magazine. He wanted details of fashion houses and the style of clothes of the seventies of England and the U.S.A., and where better to find this information than at a fashion magazine.
So with the use of his press card that he'd kept, he'd got an interview and Carol was most helpful when he explained what he was after. She took to his good looks and charm and soon accepted dinner dates with him and before the year was out, became his lover.
Carol Vickers was born four years after Adam though she attended an exclusive all girl's school in North London in her early years. She came from a moderately wealthy family and so had a substantial allowance which enabled her to buy the latest fashionable clothes, avidly reading all that she could on what other people, famous and otherwise, bought or desired.
Like Adam, she excelled in her school in English and became the school's editor of their news letter. She also had a lesbian affair for three years while there as well as a short fling with one of the female teachers. It was through her three year bed mate that she secured a job as an assistant editor on the fashion magazine that her lover's father owned. Though the job was really that of a gofer, going for this and going for that, one step above that of being a tea lady. But she enjoyed the hustle and bustle of the work even though it was only a weekly periodical.
Her parents paid for an excellent flat in Knightsbridge which meant she didn't have far to travel to work. Over the years, she had an affair with the editor and rose to be a sub editor, though the affair was short lived, for he was ousted and a female put in charge. But Carol stayed on in her position and got on well with her new boss.
Her life changed when Adam Wright came into her office.
Even after having got all the information he needed for his novel, Adam kept seeing Carol, taking her out to dinner and sometimes a show. The kisses first chaste and then more passionate the hungrier he got until she eventually invited him up to her flat one evening and there they made love for the first time. From then on, it was one night at her flat and a week later, one night in his. This relationship went on for three years before he asked her to marry him. She accepted and they moved into her flat and he sold his in Chelsea and banked the proceeds from the sale.
The wedding was a grand affair though he didn't have any relatives on his side of the church and hers more than made up the numbers and had an old friend from the newspaper stand beside him as best man.
They honeymooned in the Caribbean and she couldn't stop him from taking his lap top computer to write graphic prose on the islands during their stay when they were not in bed together. This habit became ingrained for he took it on every holiday they took over the following years, for him to write of the scenery and inhabitants, local customs and such like.
Their holidays at first were for a month at a time but when she was finally made up to become the editor of the magazine, she had to curtail these lengthy periods away to just two weeks. Adam complained that it didn't give him long enough to get the flavour of the place down into his computer and so after a bitter wrangle on one holiday in Thailand, she returned to England and he stayed on.
They had spent a week on the island of Phuket and a week in the city of Bangkok where the argument took place and she went home and he stayed. Now because he was not earning a salary as it were, he had to stick to a tight budget. Carol had always paid for the holidays and now he had to fend for himself and so moved out of the plush hotel they had been staying at and moved into a rather low place for the next four weeks.
Mind you, he got enough material to write a soft porn novel that he entitled "Thai Thighs", using a pseudonym because his normal publisher refused to print it. Though with his contacts throughout the business, he found such a publisher of soft porn books and though it didn't make as much money as his normal efforts, it was a welcome source of income.
From his seedy hotel, he would go out at nights and cruise the night clubs and bordellos for material. He found that Bangkok was a voyeurs paradise where a lot of the brothels had hidden passages where for a small amount of bahts, the currency of Thailand, he could look through peepholes and see the live sex being performed in the room he was looking into.
He watched young girls of about twelve or thirteen years of age having to perform oral sex as well as being fucked by men old enough to be their grandfathers. Girls perform cunnilingus on each other and men performing sodomy as well as having oral sex and not only with girls.
After a week of visiting various such places, finished up spending the next three weeks at one, watching what went on until he was persuaded to try having one pretty young man. So for the price of a few drinks, he was introduced to one such man and he went to his room in the brothel and there, for the first time in his life, fucked another man up the backside.
What alarmed him when he was writing up the experience was the fact that he had enjoyed the tightness of the man's arse as compared to the slackness of a woman's vagina. So much so, that he fucked the same young man once more during the rest of his stay there and also had his cock sucked and teased in a most erotic way.
That began his habit to spend extra time on these annual holidays so that he could visit and see the different sexual antics of the various countries he and Carol went to, as well as getting to fuck another male in the process.
There was one holiday where this didn't happen and that was in Spain. It was really just a short break rather than a holiday and they had taken a room in an hotel in the Murcia region, down on the south coast. They had hired a car from the airport and were touring around when they found a new urbanisation being built outside of Mazarron.
They looked in at an estate agent there and found what could be a perfect holiday home for short breaks, so Adam promptly paid a deposit after seeing the show house and selected the site off plan and was told that it would be eighteen months before it would be ready for occupation.
They lied! For it took three years before they could view the villa he had half paid for, but still, it was a dream. Three bedrooms, two en suite shower and toilet, a sun deck up top and the whole plot was just over nine hundred square metres, being a corner plot. The land opposite was designated as a green area and so they wouldn't have that confined feeling such as in London.
Adam took to it straight away and this caused another argument as he wanted to spend a lot of his time there to write in the quietness and solitude of the place. Carol preferred the bustle and hassle of London, but Adam won out and so the rift set in between them.
He'd now written four pornographic books and was making money on them as well as his serious novels. Inside of two years, he'd had a pool put in at the back of the house and the garden set out and was quite content to sit out under a sun umbrella and write and take the occasional dip in the pool as well as visit one of the few bars that the urbanisation boasted.
He kept himself to himself in regards to his neighbours though he was on first name terms with them, but didn't really mix with them socially.
Adam was now spending more time out in Spain than he was in England, having also bought a car for shopping and sightseeing. It was this year that was the catalyst. Carol had come out for a week and to try and stave off any recriminations that he was expecting from Carol, took her to a travel agent and there they booked a cruise for the following year. She paid for this on her credit card there and then as by booking early, got a twenty per cent reduction in the price.
It didn't help, for they spent the whole week bickering and she eventually left to go back to England with the parting shot that if he didn't return to England within the next three months, she would apply for a divorce on the grounds of desertion. He didn't say yes and he didn't say no and just let things slide while he carried on writing while she worked on at the fashion magazine.
They didn't speak or communicate over the year and Adam was becoming restless in the writing of his pornographic books for he felt that he wasn't getting the right input into them. What was lacking, he felt, was the feedback on the recipient of male sex as to the feelings and urges of this person who was willing to be fucked by another man. What were his motives in this act? That he must enjoy it was obvious or he wouldn't be subjecting himself to having another man stuff his prick up his backside.
It was an area of his writing that he'd not really researched and it was when he came across the note from the travel agent that his cruise was imminent and he wondered if by being alone on a cruise he might be able to find an answer.
Paul Denison was a rather pretty boy when he was at the age of eight and his sister, Fiona, two years younger, looked even prettier. So much so, that their mother took them, in answer to an advert in a newspaper to an audition for some advertising opportunities that were being auditioned.
Impeccably dressed and well behaved, they, with a little prompting from their mother, answered all the questions asked and gave a good account of themselves. The outcome being that at that tender age they became known on television in quite a few adverts. Not just television either, but were taken up by various different companies to be used to help promote their merchandise.
They were icons in their schools and it followed them to the extent that their mother vetoed all the other children that they associated with, shielding them from those that she deemed unworthy to be seen in their presence. This made the children somewhat introverted and began to seek solace with each other with this denial of mixing with other children of their own age.
This nearness, or closeness began to exert itself as they reached puberty. Having no other boy to turn to for advice, he turned to Fiona for her to try and explain why he had started to get erections of his penis. He explained that he'd tried to get rid of it by rubbing it but found that it only excited him more. So she tried to help him and found that it excited her too in the handling of his penis and rubbing it for him. This then was the beginning of their incestuous relationship.
Paul found that when they were being got ready for some picture shots of, say, swim wear for young people, the person dressing him would quite often stroke his bare bum before helping him with his costume, even move his small cock about to be positioned right for the cameras. He came to like this attention to his private parts and would quite often get an erection when he was touched there.
It happened with one dresser that was more camp than many stars seen on the television, and during the dressing got an erection and the dresser suggested a way of helping him out with the problem. Paul was shocked but in a way delighted when the dresser went down and took his raging erection into his mouth and sucked on him whilst moving his hand up and down his short hard shaft.
It was his first experience of male sex and it was also the time of his first ejaculation, his seed spurting out into the avid mouth that was sucking on him. The build up to that first emission was a trifle painful until the release, which brought him immense relief and he really enjoyed the experience.
So much so that he couldn't wait that night when he crept into Fiona's room and showed her his erection and told her about how he'd been able to finally come and let loose his semen.
Such was his enthusiasm, that she agreed to help him get the same release and took the head of his cock into her mouth, working her hand on him till he came inside for her to nearly choke on the amount he spewed forth. She had no choice but to swallow it as he kept ramming himself tight up to her and it only being her hand that held him prevented him from choking her.
From then on, he was in her bed nearly every night for her to help relieve the pressure that his balls had generated up into his pecker to make it stiff and hard.
It was around this time that she found out that when she was wiping herself after a pee, that she would get funny sensations within her own body from touching certain parts of herself down below. Now was the time that she started to have him using his fingers on her and the excitement was increased tenfold under his hand movements and even got to have an orgasm which nearly blew her mind.
`If I can see to you with my mouth, now you can see to me with yours,' she said, and so he began to learn the art of cunnilingus while she was becoming quite a expert in fellatio.
They both revelled in the adoration they got before the cameras and after, being such beautiful children and their mother kept scrap books of all their photo shoots and listings of their promotional adverts. She had no idea that her isolating them from others would send them into each other's arms at night.
It was finally compounded when Fiona was thirteen that one producer tried to get into her knickers and she clocked him one. Knowing now by this time that she would eventually have to give up her virginity and the only person she trusted enough was her brother. So one night after she had played with his erection, she said that he could use it inside her and make a man of himself and at the same time make her a woman.
He didn't hesitate and after much kisses to her face, cheeks and lips, her got between her open legs and deflowered his sister. It wasn't the best of choices to let him be the first and at the same time letting it be his first time too for he went at it like a bull in a china shop.
Ramming himself into her as she cried out for him to slow down, to no avail as he kept up his ramming rhythm until he shuddered with him coming inside her. After giving herself a douche, she got back into bed and clocked him one, telling him to use more finesse, care and attention to what he was doing in future.
Thereafter, their sex was more sedate and gratifying to both of them, Fiona now taking the pill to avoid pregnancy. They would spend most nights in bed together. Learning more and more at how to please each other which would stand them in good stead in the years to come.
They grew as children do into fine specimens of the human form. Fiona developing breasts which were perfect in both shape and size as befitting her height though she tended to be a trifle on the thin side which helped her in her later modelling career. Paul grew too and began to develop muscles that he tried to increase by the use of weights, though not too much he was advised and was soon being used in many a male advert as Fiona was in a female role.
In terms of their education, it had been discovered that Paul had an aptitude for drawing and therefore enrolled into an art college for four years where he was not only a student but also a male model for posing at the same time. It was here that he had his first homosexual encounter, and that with one of the art teachers. When we say homosexual encounter, we mean in its fullest terms for he'd already been given oral sex by a male.
This was also practised by the teacher to relieve Paul of him getting an erection while posing, looking at the other young people sketching and drawing while in the nude. It was only after a couple of sessions of the teacher going down on him that he was asked if he wanted to fuck him.
Now only having ever fucked his sister was only too happy to try this other avenue of sex and so he fucked his teacher and thoroughly enjoyed it and had no qualms about letting the teacher fuck him in return.
The first time was a bit painful but he soon learned to relax at the point of having a thick heavy prick being pushed up into his arse and taking it in before using his sphincter muscle to excite and aggravate the intruding member into his backside.
Paul came to like both the fucking of a female, the fucking of a male and of being fucked by one of the same sex as himself. He also didn't mind the oral side either.
Fiona in the meanwhile had gone off to a deportment school and was being taught at how to walk and present herself on a catwalk in the fashion world.
It was here that she was introduced into the field of lesbianism by having her breasts gently fondled as they were positioned right into brassieres and swim suits and it wasn't long before one of the other females kissed her during one of these dressing sessions. It soon turned into a kissing match and feverish sucking and tonguing of each other's sexual parts, bringing forth the nectar that the recipient craved.
So apart from the heterosexual though incestuous relationship that they had between them, they were learning of the lesbian and homosexual side of life at the same time.
Individually and sometimes together, they went off to various parts of the world to be photographed in exotic locations for all kinds of products, being the resort itself or travel agents, sun lotions, after shave, you name it, they did it and have the T shirt.
Neither had made any real attachments to anybody else even though they had started to drift apart as brother and sister, they still met together when their schedules allowed and would make love together.
So the years went on with Fiona still getting on well in her career where Paul's started to flounder when he reached his thirty's, finding less work in advertising and photo shoots as other young men just as good looking were beginning to take over. It was only on the largesse of his sister that kept him in the style he had been accustomed to and it was now becoming something of a canker to him.
They still went on holidays together when it was convenient and it was just by chance that Fiona picked up a brochure on a Spanish cruise that she fancied and Paul agreed to go with her.
Gary Wiseman and Frank Delaney had known each other for as long as they could remember for they both came from the East End of London and had gone to school together. Now their families were not exactly what you would call Mafia for they didn't exist in London, but there were certain families that would come under that kind of name, for that part of London had been divided up many years before, in fact, the lines had been drawn up during the Second World War, each controlling their own section, whether it being drugs, gambling or prostitution.
They were not gangs as described in the press, but families, similar to the Mafia though there wasn't any Italian or Sicilian blood involved. Each had their own territory and they stuck by them.
There was the odd battle when something became an obstruction between them, but it would soon be sorted out with maybe just a little blood spilt, but other than that, they kept to their own turf. The Wiseman family controlled where it was mostly the clothing sweatshops and market stalls. The Delaney family's area had most of the prostitution with a few gambling places and the third family seemed to have the most of the drug dealers in their patch. Though all had a little of each as well.
As stated, there was little bloodshed between the three families and they mixed together quite frequently and without any problems until the sexual proclivities between Gary and Frank became apparent. Though this was in the future which we will shortly come to.
They both had attended the same school in Whitechapel and being who they were and of what family, they were strictly left alone which left them being together for all of their school life. As having no other male friends of their own age, they turned to each other as their sexual urges came to the fore. Such as masturbation, which after finding out that they could, began to practice this between them. They were like shit and a blanket that they stuck to each other during this period of puberty and it wasn't long before they relieved each by the way of oral sex.
It didn't take long before they were practising the art of a full homosexual relationship in the fucking of each other, and what is more, enjoying this closeness together. They were well into their twenties before they were discovered as it were, being homosexual lovers.
Well, this put both families into a spin. Heterosexual liaison would have been acceptable to bring the two families closer, but this was not their idea of an acceptable relationship. Both Gary and Frank stated at their separate inquisitions that whatever the families decided, they would not be parted for they both loved each other and that, as far as they were concerned, was the end of the matter.
It was a dilemma that neither family wanted broadcast to the others of the East End of London and so they got together to try and resolve this matter without bloodshed or the losing of face and their strength in what they controlled.
A council meeting was called in a large private room of one of the pubs that they controlled and with the senior members of both sides being there and the two obvious lovers of both sides were brought before them. Give them their due, they stood in front of both sides and held hands as they were questioned as to how far they would go in this love that they had for each other.
`Till death,' Gary had answered in defiance.
`So say I,' said Frank.
This led to much muttering at the head table that they stood before. The response had already been anticipated and so it was only with a few whispered words between the presiding heads of both families that judgement was pronounced.
`It is agreed, that though we do not condone this...this liaison between the two of you, we do not want it broadcast about, causing whatever problems that might arise in the future. We are therefore in agreement that you either discontinue this abhorrent relationship here in England, or seek some such other place to do what you are doing now. We will give you one week to give us an answer.'
With that. The meeting closed to much muttering from both sides and Gary just gave Frank's hand a squeeze and they both smiled at each other as they left the room. They had already discussed this between themselves during one of their loving sessions. Here, we should put down that it was Gary who was the predominate partner in this relationship, Frank being the "wife" and was only too ready to accept whatever decision that Gary made in regards to their future.
They were in bed together that night and Frank was using his hand on Gary to bring him to a full erection.
`God, I love this prick of yours,' he avowed as he bent his head in homage and took him in and sucked. Gary soon pushed him off and got himself a condom and rolled it down over his throbbing shaft and turned to Frank who was already on his knees to accept what he knew he was going to get, and wanted.
The sheathed cock was soon in place at the entrance and slowly pushed up his backside and he crooned as Gary's prick filled him to its full length before he began the process of fucking him.
`Will...they...go...for...it,' Frank gasped in between the thrusts of this pulsating organ up inside him.
Why...not...' Gary replied grunting. It...solves...all...our... problems.'
Which they did, for Gary, speaking for the both of them, asked that they provide the money to open a bar, he left out the word gay, in Spain where they would be out of their hair and that they could live the life that they had decided on and would then not be an embarrassment to the two families.
The two men held hands again as their senior people conferred at the top table until the designated spokesman asked the all important question that they had already discussed.
`How much are we looking at?' the all important question.
`Two hundred thousand. With that, we either sink or swim, but I don't anticipate the sinking,' said Gary, holding his head up while squeezing Frank's hand. Another quick conflab before the spokesman turned and faced them again.
`It's agreed by both families putting up half each and that you leave by the end of next week. But, and I stress the but. You do not return to this country as a pair or try to return to the family as such, come what may.'
`We agree to those terms,' said Gary and had Frank's hand squeeze his in agreement.
So Gary and Frank left England and inside of three months after looking around, bought a bar in Torrevieja and another three months in turning it into the first gay bar in the area.
It wasn't surprising that it was a hit for the place was never empty and went on to buy the property next door to enlarge the premises such was the income they were deriving from the place. Though first having made sure of the licences and paying all the necessary taxes in the first place.
So with getting the bar up and running and seeing that all went well for the first few years of its running, there came the time when they felt that they needed a holiday and so, with getting somebody responsible to manage the place for them, booked a week's cruise for the following summer.
It was happenstance that all three couples had booked for the same cruise on the M.V. Pacific of the Pullmantur cruise line. The departure date being Monday 28th May and that they had also all booked cabins on the Promenade deck of this small cruise liner. Small because the maximum amount of passengers was only just over the six hundred mark. It was an all inclusive price which made it very attractive, meals, drinks, coffee etc, except for the usual ship's photographs and shore excursions.
The ports of call were to be Rome, Livorno, with tours to either Pisa or Florence. Then Villefranche with tours going to either Monaco or Monte Carlo. Next being Ajaccio in Corsica before its final port, that being Mahon on the island of Menorca before returning to the port of embarkation, being Valencia. The whole cruise being one week from the Monday till the following one, though you had to be off pretty damn quick for them to clean the ship before the next lot of passengers came to board the ship.
Paul and Fiona had flown in the day before because any other flight would have been too late for them to get from Alicante to Valencia in time. So they stayed in an hotel just outside of the airport and because of their passports, were booked in as Mr and Mrs Denison and not as brother and sister, a mistake that was compounded later by the cruise personnel with them having the same surname.
They were both happy at having this holiday cruise together and intended to make the most of it but the outcome wasn't what they had envisaged. With things still hidden in the future, they made love to each other in the seclusion of their hotel room, both giving and receiving the juices of each other in the process.
They were among the first to turn up at the appointed time of embarkation and received their plastic cards that were technically their passports and the means of getting off and back onto the ship. These plastic identity cards were logged into a computer at every disembarkation point to show the personnel who had left the ship and, when the card was wiped again, that they had re-boarded.
Their baggage had been left at the entry terminal and were told that it would be delivered as and when before the ship's departure. So, armed with their plastic passes they boarded a bus and were ferried the short distance to where the ship was tied up to the quay.
On leaving the bus, all passengers were stopped by a lifebelt that had the ship's name inscribed on it and the date on a board in the middle. Here, they were posed for a photograph to be taken for them to buy later from the shop on board as a memento of the cruise.
It was only a short fifty yards then to where they finally walked up the gangplank and were escorted to what would be their home for the following week. A cabin on the promenade deck and after they had been shown inside and the door had been closed, they moved into each other's arms and kissed.
Let's make this a holiday to remember,' Fiona said as she fumbled with the zipper of his trousers. He quickly helped her to get his trousers off and then helped her get her clothes off till they were both naked and rolled together on the bed until she finished up underneath him. Now Paul, now!' She cried as she opened her legs for him to get in between and push his erection up inside to that all enveloping warmth for him to fuck and for her to enjoy at having a hard pliant prick back up inside to give her joy and an orgasm which was soon to happen as he came too at the same time.