The author of the attached story can be referred to as Patrick and/ or gaysailor92. The work is a combination of my fantasy as well as personal experience and does not describe any specific events that have or necessarily will happen. There are many more chapters to come. ~Patrick aka GaySailor92
Floating Sex Shop
Chapter 1: Our New Home
I was straining in my cage for what felt like an eternity by the time we finally signed the last paper, got the title, and sealed the deal with the final handshakes. My husband and I were finally owners of our new floating home and business- a Nordhaven 56 Motorsailor- the best between the trawler and sailboat worlds. We might not go all that fast, but we can go far, and be very comfortable on the way. There was also plenty of room for us, our guests, and of course all the toys.
We all stood up and I felt like my tiny cage was showing so obviously through my shorts that I may as well not have been wearing anything, but Ian said it was all in my head. Either way I was so turned on and couldn't wait to get on board and suck his cock; maybe that would help relieve the pressure in my cage. I saw his shorts stir so I knew he'd be up for it, the slight teasing while holding hands on the walk from the office to the dock just reaffirmed what I knew was about to happen. Walking up to the boat the first time as the proud new owners, we couldn't help but get affectionate with each other. It started with a quick kiss at the top of the dock seeing our new baby half-way down the dock. Then a longer kiss and a selfie at the slip with the boat in the frame. Then a full passionate make out session on the aft deck that made me strain and leak sooo much as we continue to make out and our hands start to explore each other as if we hadn't before. Finally, we decided it was time to move it inside- our temporary dock neighbors were not exactly the most liberal bunch.
Nonetheless Ian sweeps be off my feet and with a kiss carries me into the salon/ pilothouse of our new home, as I stare up into his dreamy eyes and get lost in my thoughts. Still in a trace of both love and lust he sets me down on the port settee for some more making out and groping each other. He grabs my balls full of cum waiting to be released and my tiny soft penis trapped in the micro cage all at the same time, making me strain even more wanting to explode out of the cage. I try to move his hand elsewhere on me but he keeps making sure I'm on edge as we make out and I make sure he's feeling the most pleasure as possible. Finally, he says, "drink slut," and with that stands up and pulls down his pants exposing his delicious rock-hard cock. I roll off the couch to my knees and kneel in front of Ian staring at his hard cock in a trance like state as if he was hypnotizing me. My tiny dick continues to strain in my cage and I can tell is leaving a wet spot of precum in my briefs, my ass flinches reminding me it was hungry for some attention, and he says "ok boy."
I move in to take his cock in my mouth only about half way down his shaft. With a slight bit of tongue action across his gland and on his piss slit, his cock bulges and with a slight moan I start to feel the warmth of his piss start to enter my mouth and start to taste its salty yet sweet flavor. I let his piss fill my mouth to the limit enjoying the flavor and textures swirling around my mouth and tongue before swallowing down with my lips sealed around his shaft. Ian moans again as he watches his piss flow into my now open mouth filling it to the brim before I swallow again. I seal my lips back around his shaft and swallow as his powerful stream starts to slow. After swallowing my last full mouth load, I start sucking the last drops of golden nectar out of his dick and start to work his dick farther and farther in my mouth. I hear more moans from Ian as I continue to work his cock. As I look up, I see his hot now shirtless chest and jaw pointed out the cabin window looking across the dock with a `WTF you going to do about it?' look on his face. I knew he had to show off in some way his hot body and his slut conquest, and was proud to be that slut like I was meant to be. Must be one of our dock neighbors that caught a glimpse. Oh well, probably a closet case enjoying the show of a simple blowjob, if only they knew the adventures we were about to take this boat on.... I strained even more and felt even more precum drip out of my cage. We were home.
I continued sucking and taking Ian deep into my throat like it's my job to please him. No, really, that's my job- to please him- and I'm always super satisfied in a job well done, even if my tiny dick or bubble butt don't get any attention. I go deep so my nose is in his pubes and smell the delicious effect that the Florida sun has on him. His dick down my throat I wiggle my tongue out to lick up the sweet sweat on his balls. I work him fully and intensely hearing his moans of ecstasy knowing he's still focusing on putting on a show for the neighbors and any other passersby that makes him even harder and me suck even more intently.
I start to feel Ian's dick swell even more when I thought it couldn't get any bigger or harder and his body start to shiver slightly, I knew I was about to be in for dessert. I took his cock all the way down my throat again and held it there as I made a swallowing motion and felt his body tremble more with every twitch. I held him as deep in my throat as long as I could. Then once I needed air, moved out to circle his gland with my tongue and work his secrete spot that always drove him nuts as I caught my breath through my nose. It worked like a charm once again, I look up at him to see he finally turned away from his crowd of onlookers (or just one) and with eyes closed looking up to the sky grabs the back of my head and trusts his cock down my throat again as he swells and spasms depositing his load deep in my throat and rocks gently back and forth as the his spasms decrescendo and he comes out of his trance.
My own cock straining a little less in its micro cage and feels like its sitting in a pool of cum relieved at satisfying Ian, yet disappointed that I haven't gotten to taste his sweet cum. Then on cue as if he was reading my mind, Ian pulls his dick out of my throat to shoot one last bead of cum right on the tip of my tongue for me to enjoy his wonderful taste. And wonderful it was as I lapped up the last of his cum and sucked all the remnants out of his now deflating dick. I enjoy the taste as I swallow every last drop and continue to lick his cock and balls enjoying the mixture of cum, sweat, and sex that hung on him.
As we both slowed, Ian finally looked down to make eye contact while I still had my face buried in his balls with a look of loving satisfaction and another moment of reading minds. I moved my face out from his crotch and opened my mouth as he dropped a nice spit wad into my mouth. Ian's sign that he's done and ready to move on. I gladly receive it and wash it around my mouth before swallowing. I love every way I can please him and have him in me. Ian smiles looking down at me still with a twinkle of lust in his eye, but mostly back to his loving self and says "you're such a good slut. We're going to have so many great times and memories on this boat to share with the world. Up boy."
And with that I rose back to my feet for another passionate kiss my belly full of his piss and cum and my satisfaction at pleasing him for the first time on our new boat. Once our calm loving kiss and embrace released, I rushed to the galley leaving Ian with a puzzled look on his face. I had secretly made sure a bottle of his favorite champaign was aboard for this very occasion and returned with the bottle and 2 glasses that I poured as he held the glasses now with an ear to ear grin on his face.
"Cheers to my first drink aboard, and your third!" Ian exclaimed as we clinked glasses and took our first and second drinks aboard our new pride and joy with a chuckle.
We sat back on the settee, raised the TV and relaxed to enjoy our first night of boat ownership. There was still so much work to be done now that we've christened the boat and deadlines to make to be able to make ends meet to afford to stay on the boat. But for now, we put that out of our minds to enjoy the rest of the evening with each other both satisfied and filled with anticipation.
End Chapter 1