This is a story I wrote so I could more fully explore the depths of love for my own penis. It's roughly based on stories that young coworkers would tell every Monday morning describing their libidinous adventures over the prior weekend. I embellished their tales and provided them back for their reading enjoyment. They encouraged me to publish, so here they are. Selfishly, I got to cum about twice per chapter while writing it! The pages are probably still a little sticky--sorry. Please write; I love feedback: brad_rent@yahoo.com.
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Chapter 10- Another First
After dinner, we made a point of getting to the theater in plenty of time to get seats close to the stage. I don't know how they did it, but that night's show was completely different from the first one. The dancers were the same, but the costumes were now even skimpier and the gyrations sexier and more suggestive. I remember thinking that these were some of the hottest looking people I'd ever seen outside of a stripper bar, that is. In my fantasies, I just knew that these people fucked each other ALL THE TIME! I would have if I was regularly this close to these many scantily-clad hotties. We were making comments constantly and even got shushed by people around us. Lily swore she saw some cunt lips slip out of the tight bottoms- - more like thongs than bikinis. I was sure that if the girls gyrated any more vigorously, we'd also get a tit shot as one or more escaped their tight, too-small tops as well.
It was easy to pick out both the guy and the girl dancers that we watched fucking Sheila earlier in the day- - we couldn't see any out-of-the-ordinary bulge in the girl's crotch area... amazing! Knowing she had tucked away a good-sized penis and some pretty fat balls in there made us both curious to see how she concealed it so completely yet still managed to kick and strut around the stage just like the other girls... or are they all girls? I wondered... maybe none of them are girls? Hmmm.
Anyway, the guy was also easy to pick out- - one of the handsomest and best built of the lot. In addition to his cut, v-shaped naked torso, he was proudly showing an ample package encased in his thin, tight bottoms; more like a speed-o actually- - we could even make out the rim of the big plum-sized cock head straining against the fabric as he flew around the stage. Lily whispered once that she thought he was boned up while twirling one of the girls up over his head one-handed. It was entirely possible seeing that he had his hand firmly up against her pubis... I wanted to count his fingers, but he twirled too fast. In my imagination, anyway, he had one or more buried in one of her holes- - better grip, don't you know. Whether he was getting hard up there or not, knowing we'd watched him unload all that sperm only a short time ago made the show even more enjoyable!
We were seated a little off to one side of center. At one point half-way through the second number, we saw him across the stage off in the wings and about to make an entrance; his eyes lit up with recognition as he saw us seated there. His broad grin flashed momentarily; he squeezed his bulging package while staring right at us, I guess to indicate that he enjoyed us watching him fuck the girls earlier that day. Just before he made his entry, he gestured up at the top right side of the theater and pointed to his wrist; I understood that to mean that we should meet him after the show somewhere near the back exit. We nodded and waited anxiously for the show to end.
After another half hour of strutting and posing by the extraordinarily talented and beautiful dancers, we kept our seats as the applause died down while the rest of the crowd made their way out of the theater toward the lounges and casino. When there were only a few people left, we meandered our way to the back and over to the exit the dancer had indicated earlier. We were now just about the only ones still in the theater.
We checked the lobby outside the door in case he meant we should meet out there, but didn't see anyone, so we re-entered and took seats in the second-to-last row by the back door. It wasn't long before he quietly slipped in, spied us and moved toward the row right behind ours. We were surprised that he had brought along the very same girl dancer we'd seen earlier- - the `trannie,' I should say- - and was leading her by the hand. He was wearing loose-fitting workout shorts and a tight tee-shirt that showed off his powerful build; she had a button-front blouse- - breasts swaying freely, indicating no bra whatsoever- - and short dark skirt. Both wore flip flops. If we hadn't just watched them exerting themselves all over the stage, we'd have thought they were just a young couple straight from the lounge or casino.
"Hi, I'm Paul," he said, offering his hand, "and this is Pat," he said, gesturing toward the stunning young woman at his side.
"Hi," she said brightly, also offering her hand. Man, but she was beautiful!
"I'm Travis and this is Lily," I managed to get out. I followed with "that was quite a show- - we really enjoyed it" to break the uncomfortable pause in the chat.
"Which one- - the one on the stage just now or the one down in the lounge earlier?" he asked with a grin.
A quick glance at Pat and it was clear he'd told her about us watching their fuck session with Sheila- - her grin also told me she didn't mind that we'd watched.
"Both!" interjected Lily, extending her hand to grasp theirs in turn.
"Well, we sure like performing," was his only-half-embarrassed reply.
I added- - stupidly, "well, that's good because we both like to watch!"
"It looked like you were more than watching when I walked over by you guys," said Paul.
It was Lily's turn to blush a bit, remembering her vigorous attack on Anna's cunt when Paul wandered over to get the cushions off the couch by us.
Breaking the silence, Pat spoke for the first time. "Are you interested in joining our little group some time?"
"What group is that," I asked, confused.
"We have a group of friends on the ship that engage regularly in extracurricular activities,' shall we say- - when we're not working, that is. We like to include like-minded passengers when we can- - Paul says that you two looked like you were very like-minded' this afternoon, but maybe he was wrong," answered Pat.
"Who else is in your group?" I asked, giving Lily time to consider their proposition.
"Well, you don't think Anna and Alex just happened' to catch us fucking around with Sheila today, do you? We asked them to see if they could find another couple aboard who might like to join our group- - you were their candidate recruits' of the day!"
"Oh really," I asked, incredulously.
"Yeah... Anna and Alex had been told to be on the lookout for you by your waiter, Julio. He said he enjoyed looking down the front of Lily's low-cut dresses while he was refilling your glasses and clearing plates; he also noticed that she wasn't shy about stroking your leg or touching your bulge under the table, Travis," replied Paul. "He also was pretty sure from your obvious lingering stares at his own crotch that you were at least curious about exploring him yourself, Travis, given half a chance... is that true? Would you be open to dabbling a little man-to-man sex? Maybe just masturbating at first? With Julio or Alex... or even one of us?
I mumbled something about being willing to get to know any or all of them better... lame, as usual. But I did get a little thicker thinking about at least masturbating with any one of the guys he mentioned.
"Julio was busy earlier today when Sheila got free, so he couldn't `play' when we were trying her- - and you guys- - out. But he wanted us to tell you both that he's anxious to meet you later on during the cruise, if you're interested, that is."
We were suitably impressed at how easily we were drawn in to this clever group's plans. While we exchanged incredulous looks, Pat added, "Sheila is not part of our little charade, by the way. I don't even think she knows about our sex group... she was sort of a stage prop that we've been meaning to do' for a while- - it all just worked out that you both were able to watch us during her tryout.'"
"We'd love to," answered Lily enthusiastically, "wouldn't we, Travis."
"Sure," I added, tentatively. My hesitation was that I didn't fully understand what this group had in mind for us; I was indeed getting more interested in exploring man sex'- - especially with Alex and now Paul- - I wasn't sure if I was ready to mess around with a girl with a dick' just yet. I was having a little trouble wrapping my head around that. Another upside of this little scenario, however, was that Julio, our waiter, had noticed me ogling his obvious thick cock and balls as he wandered around our table at close range. Caught! And, he was OK with it!
"What's wrong, Trav," asked Lily. "I thought you were really getting into the spirit of group sex this afternoon."
Guessing what my reluctance was about, Paul interjected "Pat is a real woman, Travis. She's not a guy that's had implants or something, like some trannies. She was born with the best of both sexes; if you've never tried a transexual, I guarantee you'll come back again and again for more of her sweet tits, great ass and one very hard, thick cock."
I blushed at the thought, but was intrigued just the same.
"Here, have a look..."
After a quick glance to ensure the theater was indeed empty, he boldly reached over and squeezed Pat's full, rounded tits through her blouse. We all stared at her incredible breasts as Paul squeezed and pawed- - even Pat looked down as he mauled her tits. In no time, her nipples erected and thrust straight out, straining against the white fabric- - clearly no bra here! After pinching the thick, leathery nipples through the thin cloth once or twice, he undid the top few buttons of her blouse and pulled it wide open to display that pair of exquisite, brown-nippled breasts we'd seen earlier today. The creamy white skin of her full, rounded tits contrasted nicely with the nut-brown skin just outside her tan lines.
"Here, Travis- - and you too, Lily... have a feel of these pretty titties. They're as real as yours, Lily; I guarantee it."
Paul pulled on one of Pat's hard nipples and let it go, inviting our touch as he flicked it with his finger, keeping it hard as a rock. Pat shuddered slightly at Paul's manipulations.
We hesitated for a second, mesmerized by the awesome display. He then raised Pat's skirt up to her waist. No underwear here either! There hung a long, soft penis with pendulous, full balls beneath. The only difference from my own cock that I could see was maybe a little less hair around the base; other than that, her `equipment' was pretty damn impressive.
I went for her titties, still unsure about handling this cock just yet. Her soft orbs were absolutely wonderful- - soft yet firm, just like Lily's, but slightly fuller. The nipples- - already hard from Paul's caresses- - clearly throbbed when I pinched one, then the other. Another shudder- - she liked having someone handle her nipples. There were no scars underneath or around the nipple and they hefted like the real thing- - I was convinced they were real! And pretty spectacular to boot!
Lily seemed intrigued by Pat's cock and went straight for that, separating it from the low-hanging balls and gently pulling it outward. We both saw it thicken a little right away and begin to grow longer with each tug. She was uncut but as the cock hardened, the head pushed out of the sheath of skin, all shiny with her pre-cum. Paul reached down and cupped her fat balls in his hand, hefting and squeezing; now all three of us were diddling, squeezing, pinching or jacking Pat's impressive sexual equipment. Another shudder. Paul let go of her balls to quiver and jiggle down below this impressive penis while Lily kept stroking away.
"Here, Travis, have a feel. You know how you like it when Lily handles your balls- - give a feel of these babies."
I reached back over the chair and Paul guided my hand to Pat's soft ball sack. It was a new sensation for me, but after some initial awkwardness, I was impressed by how soft and warm and full this `bag of nuts' felt in my hand. Pat either shaved her scrotum or was naturally hairless down there- - the skin was as soft as a baby's butt! While Pat's cock looked to be about the same length and girth as mine, I think her balls felt fuller somehow- - maybe the effect of the hairless scrotum? I made a note to shave mine again soon. I'll bet Lily would help.
Evidently Pat appreciated our caresses, judging by how large her cock was growing before our eyes as we worked her genitals.
Watching us get Pat aroused caused Paul to fidget a bit in his seat- - soon he pulled out his impressive junk to stick out one of the legs of his loose-fitting shorts. He was half hard when he exposed himself, but after a few quick strokes, let go to display that exquisite, long cock cut we'd seen earlier in the day- - I swear it was at least 9 inches long and very thick. Now before our eyes were two hard dicks and four engorged balls within easy reach- - and two sweet fat tits to boot! Jackpot!
Lily released Pat's dick and went for Paul's instantly- - she was an admirer of greatness, and now she had one truly great cock in her dainty little hand. I was envious, but knew I'd get my chance to handle Paul's prick in due time. I wasn't wrong!
I was still caressing Pat's ball-sack and looked up to see her recently-released dick pointing straight at my face and bobbing with each beat of her heart. I reached out with my other hand and had my first experience touching another cock. Actually, it was my second, if you count the dick that I got to hold while the guy plowed Lily on deck last night. Anyway, it felt wonderfully thick, warm and hard- - sort of like jacking my own but different somehow. The skin was exquisitely soft and moved up and down the hard core with little effort. As I squeezed the meat upward, a small clear bead of pre-cum formed at the piss hole. Pat reached down and wicked it off with her pointer finger. She brought it to her lips and slurped the salty prize into her mouth. Another stroke and another bead appeared. She again brought her finger down and wiped it off, but this time she stuck her wet finger into my half-opened mouth. I was a little stunned, but discovered that her juice tasted warm and mildly salty- - just like my own!
Meanwhile Lily had turned completely around and was on her knees facing backward- - she had leaned over the back of her chair to take the top couple of inches of Paul's long, thick cock into her warm, inviting mouth while jacking the bottom part and squeezing his balls in her other hand. Watching her suck this spectacular dick just inches from me was also new, especially in the better light of the theater. Last night I could barely see as she sucked the guy off on the Lido deck... or was it the Promenade deck. Whatever.
I, too, had turned completely around on my chair and was now squeezing and pawing Pat's spectacular tits and pinching the nipples to keep them hard and throbbing. She moaned and jacked her own dick as I sucked one, then the other pointy nipple into my mouth. She rubbed another finger full of her own pre-cum on the free nipple, then moved my mouth over to suck on that newly wetted one, flavoring this experience as never before. I pulled off her tits and looked down to see her rub yet another drop all around the soft tip of her cock; before I knew it, she pushed her throbbing penis a couple of inches into my half-open mouth.
It was a natural reaction for me to close my lips around this full, hard invader. I couldn't believe I was really sucking my first dick with Lily doing the same right next to me. My brain was having a little trouble processing the fact that my hands were massaging a magnificent set of tits while my mouth was full of thick, meaty cock- - all part of the same person!
I pulled off and just took in the scene. Here was Lily rapidly mouth-fucking Paul's long cock, his balls pulled up tight against the base and ready to shoot while she had her hand up inside his shorts somewhere- - I assume probing his puckered hole, like she'd done to me numerous times. If that was true, I knew he was probably close to shooting his load!
Pat's spit-slick cock bobbed up and down; where my hot, wet mouth had been, there was now just air since I'd pulled off to watch. Her balls were also drawn up close to the base of her dick; it was obvious from her eyes rolled back in her head that she was getting close to cumming for me as well.
Another drop of pre-cum oozed out the bulbous head of her dick and was starting to run down underneath. I bent down and caught it with my tongue, brought it back up and licked all around the spongy, sensitive tip. It was becoming more natural to engulf this fat, hard dick in my mouth. I sucked it in again, this time almost all the way to the base. I released her spectacular tits and brought my hands down to finish her off. With one hand, I squeezed her fat, contracted ball sack; the other probed `down under,' gently rubbing and prodding her hairless chod and winking hole.
I still couldn't believe I was sucking this penis- - it didn't feel gay, but while I knew Pat was a girl, it wasn't the same as sucking a gushing pussy. I knew she was enjoying this; I just told myself that this didn't fit into any category I knew- - it was just sex, plain and simple; not gay sex or hetero sex- - just plain old sex-sex! And I was making my partner extremely happy with my mouth and hands!
My own dick was straining for release, but I couldn't seem to break away to take care of my own needs. I was content to grind myself hard against the seat back for now.
A moan from Paul told me Lily was successfully bringing him to a rocking orgasm.
"I don't know if you're ready for all this sperm," choked Pat as she moaned and pulled her cock clear of my sucking mouth. She then grabbed her slick shaft, pointed it to the side and blasted 6 or 7 immense ropes of cum on the floor by her feet while I squeezed her nuts. The amount of spooge was impressive, leaving a large area of white blobs for the `help' to clean up later. After dry heaving another 5 or 6 dribbly shots out the tip, she collapsed back into her chair, tits heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Her dick stayed hard for some time but lolled over on one thigh and began to deflate as she recovered.
Paul finished about the same time and also slumped back in his chair. Lily had a small smear of his cum on her lips, which told me she'd already swallowed most of Paul's thick jizz. She licked it off and smiled at me.
"Travis... I'm so proud of you; you sucked that cock like you'd been doing it for years," said Lily, "and wasn't it thoughtful of Pat to shoot that big load down onto the floor... I think she would have drowned you!
The sound of a door slamming somewhere backstage brought us all out of our post-sex stupor and we all hurriedly tidied up.
As we filed out the balcony door out into the corridor that led to the casino, Paul put his arm around Pat and whispered something in her ear. She nodded and Paul turned back to us.
"If you're interested, we're planning a trip to a nude beach on Antigua- - that's our first stop on this cruise, by the way; we should dock at about 9 tomorrow morning. By the way, just about all of our `club' members are planning to go, so you could meet everyone- - no pressure, it's just a thought, if you're interested."
A quick glance at Lily told me she indeed wanted to re-create our nude beach experience from before, especially if the entire group was young and fit and horny- - like it had been the last time we went to one. Maybe some of the hot dancers we'd watched earlier were in the group!
"We'd love to," I replied for both of us.
Paul passed the particulars about where and when to meet to catch the crew bus to the beach. We parted ways and headed out to the promenade deck to discuss everything that'd happened today and what we thought might happen tomorrow. We were both pumped about cavorting naked with the `beautiful people' tomorrow and headed back to our cabin- - we were bushed and couldn't wait until tomorrow.
Little did we know we both had one last orgasm in us before drifting off this night; nor could we have anticipated the absolutely spectacular day of fucking we were in for tomorrow!