Date: Fri, 19 Dec 2008 18:49:28 -0800 (PST) From: R M Subject: Text-a-Boy Service / Part 8 Disclaimer: Don't read this if you don't want to, or if you are not supposed to. And for those of you who are worried about how realistic something is, don't read this either. It is simply for fun, and the only way to make it really fun is to make stuff up and be fake. So if you just want a fun story to get off to, then this is for you. And by the way, this story takes place in a world without std's. P.S. I also realize this story would never happen in real life because of the tracking abilities of cell phones and the "shyness" of men who like boys, but all that aside, it'd be pretty cool. Chapter 8 About a month later, I had my birthday. My parents sent me tickets to a week-long cruise. I was pretty excited, as I had never been on a cruise before. They said they hoped maybe while I was on the cruise I might find myself a wife. I laughed to myself, knowing I would most likely find the exact opposite of that. The reason I was so excited is because I read the service's guidebook again to see about cruises. It said the budget allowed them to send a boy or two on almost every cruise because there were plenty of boys, and even if no man from the service ended up on the cruise, the boy could just relax and have a week off. But more often than not, many men in the service end up on the cruises. I got all packed up, with some of my favorite clothes, and some fun clothes for the boy to wear if the occasion comes up, which it probably will with me being there a week. I stood there on the balcony of the ship after arriving early, watching all the boys and other people walk up the ramp onto the boat, practically drooling over the endless boys who I'd love to have wrapped around my throbbing dick. I was trying with all my might to figure out who the designated cruise boy was, but I just couldn't decide. I would have assigned about 50 of the boys I saw to be waiting for me in some corner of this floating palace. After the ship took off and I was sitting in my room looking out the window at the land falling away, I got a text. I was really surprised. Aparently, the service could tell I was on a cruise by the tracking system, and sent me the message. rm. 254 wlk rit in anytime anyday My dick jumped while reading the last two lines. This was going to be exciting. I knew I would have to share the boy with any other men in the service, but I was willing to do that. I mean, how many men could possibly be on the ship who will want to fuck this boy the same day and time I'll be wanting to? About an hour or two later, maybe about 9 pm, I slowly made my way to the room. I know, I lasted a whole couple hours, man I have no self control. I was so nervous walking down that hallway, my dick almost jumping out of my pants. Good thing I wore my jeans to hide it. My heart was beating out of my chest, as I got closer. Then I saw the little gold numbers, 245. I paused only a little bit, and per the instructions, tried the doorknob, but found it locked. I froze, and then I heard a grunt and some heavy breathing. Damn, I thought, I'm gonna have to get my timing down better to get a chance at this boy. If only there was a waiting list or something. Oh well, at least I had the whole week, right? I didn't want to interrupt, or to cause a scene, so I quickly walked away the other direction. After I got almost all the way down the hall, the door opened. I was nervous, but just in case the guy was done I looked back to see. I just saw a shirtless man peek out and look both ways down the hall, and seeming to ignore my presence, went back in the room and closed the door. Too bad, I guess I'll have to wait. I went back to my room and lay down on the bed trying to guess how long I should wait until the boy would be available. I must have fallen asleep on my bed, because when I finally sat back up, it was almost 1am. I was hoping against hope that the room would finally be open, because my little guy was ready to burst. As I got to the room, I was almost sweating as I tried to knob. This time it turned, and my heart soared as the door slowly eased open. The main lights were off, but the desk lamp and tv were on. The room was basically the same as mine. A couple beds, little desk and chairs, and dresser with a tv on it. At the other end was the door to the bathroom. I looked around, and saw through the dim lighting a little figure lying at an angle on the bed closest to the tv. This perfect little boy was given a huge room, and by the looks of the beds, he had been well used all over the place so far tonight. The room smelled of sex. I guess he had fallen asleep watching tv after an exhausting workout with the other men. No telling how many of them he had taken today, though I only knew of the one. He had dark, messy, medium-length hair, and looked to be about 12 or 13. He was lying on his back in only tighty whities and socks, with the bed sheet just pulled loosely over his midsection, the regular blanket having been dropped off the end of the bed. It was warm in here, so no doubt the sheet was plenty. I locked the door behind me, and walked over to the bed. He looked so out of it. I decided to just go for it and crawled over him on the bed until I was on all fours above him, but he was still knocked out. I leaned in close and felt his breath slowly hitting my face. It was so sweet, and I just had to lean down and kiss his lips. I gave them a little peck, and he licked them a bit and moved his head, but didn't wake up. I moved over until I was kneeling on the side of him and ran my hands over his milky smooth chest and down to his briefs, feeling the lump inside them. I grabbed the sheet and pulled it all the way off him. I put my fingers between his legs and tickled his ball sack and up to his shaft, where I gave him a few strokes. I felt his little dick twitch, but he still didn't wake up. I snuggled up against his side as I kept jacking him off through his undies. He got harder and started moving his hips slightly. Eventually he bent his legs and leaned away from me, trying to trap my hand in his crotch, but I pulled it free, feeling his tight ass cheeks rolling up and hitting my dick on its way. I backed away and rolled off the bed, quickly undressing completely. It was time to get down to business. I lay back on the bed, a bit rougher this time, trying to wake him up, and scooted up against him again, leaking precum against the back of his underwear. I reached down to my pants and grabbed my lube. I reached around and jacked him some more and started lightly humping against his leg. He began to stir, and I knew he was waking up. FINALLY, I thought. He thrust harder into my fist as he came too, and I heard him moan and saw him smile a little. I pushed my dick against his hole and let go of his dick to pull his briefs down. As they got to the bottom of his ass, he was fully awake and quickly turned around and looked at me, surprised. "Sorry, bud, didn't mean to molest you in your sleep, but I just couldn't help it, with your hot little body just calling to me." "Oh, uhhh, ok." he said groggily, slowly getting more conscious. I kept sliding his underwear down to his knees and got my fingers ready to lube his ass. "How did you, uh, get in here?" He asked. Oh crap, I thought, maybe I misread the guide, and he was supposed to get a break at night or something. Maybe there were different boys taking shifts for something like a cruise. "Oh, the uh.. door was open, so I just let myself in. Is that ok?" While I saw saying this, I was sticking my fingers into his ass, lubing him up good. He moaned and groaned, looked at the clock and answered, "Yeah, I guess so, did you lock the door?" "Yep, no one should be bothering us now." "Ok, but let's hurry, cuz it's already after midnight." "It's a deal, buddy. By the way, my name is Mitch." "I'm Toby." "Nice to meet you Toby." I brought my fingers around to his dick again, still with lube on them, to jack him some more. "Oh, my god, that feels so good." "It's about to feel even better buddy." I told him to pull his cheeks apart as I tried to slide my dick in. I pushed slowly against the opening I had just worked looser. It went in a little bit, but I was getting a lot of resistance. I worked at it for a couple minutes, using my fingers and my dick, jacking him off to keep him feeling good while I worked at his hot, steamy boy ass. Eventually I got all the way inside, and sighed at how tight he was. He also moaned as he finally got to relax and enjoy the feeling, and he even started thrusting back a little at my dick. He kicked off his undies and socks with his toes, and rolled over onto his stomach, and I followed, holding myself in a push-up position above him. I kept thrusting, slowly able to go faster and harder into his plump, juicy bottom. I was kissing his neck and shoulders, pumping rhythmically into him, my crotch grinding against his squishy mountains. "Man, you were pretty tight boy, hold long have you been doing this thing?" "Well, I started a couple months ago, but I've only done it a few times." It made my dick jump to be having such a newbie to thrust into. They must have given him the cruise shift to get more experience with the service. Well, I was surely giving him plenty of "experience" right now. This was so awesome, I thought to myself, and it must have made me really excited as well, because soon I could hear the bed creaking. I kept smashing my hips into him, sliding him up and down the bed, laying against him with my chest sticking slightly to his back. I knew I wouldn't last much longer, having had to wait so long to get in this nice ass. I pulled out, causing him to whimper, but I assured him I would be pushing back in after a few seconds. I pulled his legs until they dropped off the edge of the bed, and I moved him to the corner of the mattress. This caused his hips to bend and legs open up, giving me a great position to fuck away to the grand finale. I shoved back in, causing a guttural groan from him. I resumed my thrusting, which got me a few more squeaks and sighs from Toby. This made me go faster than before, pushing the mattress a little bit off the bottom section of the bed. He seemed to be struggling with my hard thrusting. "Come on, Toby. Take it like a man." I said. "Yes sir." This got me going even harder now, and I was coming close to the end. I reached down and felt his dick, hard as a rock, beneath his sweaty body. I grabbed it and jacked him to the same beat as my fucks. "Ohhhhhhh yeah, take it baby, you're about to get a full load." I heard and felt him coming close to cumming as well. I jacked him harder and faster until his hips started bucking quickly and his breathing was loud and fast. Then I suddenly felt his spasms on my dick, so I let go of his dick and grabbed his waist to finish myself off inside of him. I held on tight to his soft, smooth sides, and banged his brains out, as his orgasm made me go off. My cum started rising up, so I pushed hard against his body and started blasting my loads into his tight boy-pussy. "Ahhhhhhhh FUCK, Toby, I'm making my baby inside you!" "Ohhhhh god, this is awesome!" He breathed in his high-pitched, boy voice. I finished pulsing inside his hole, as the last of my cum had been drained. I layed on him for only a little bit until I remembered he'd be wanting to get back to sleep, so I pulled out and started to get dressed. "Will I see you again?" he asked. "Hopefully, little buddy, we're both on this thing for a whole week." I smiled back at him, pulling up my jeans. He pulled up his undies and sat on the edge of the bed. "Well, you know what room I'm in, just make sure to get the timing right to meet up with me." "Of course, sorry about that." "No, it's fine, at least it all worked out." I said my goodbyes and left, locking the door behind me, to let him get his sleep. I was only gone about a minute or two when I realised I'd left my lube on the bed, so I turned around to get it. I didn't think the other guys would mind, but I didn't want to be without lube if I really needed to slide into some tight boy bottom. As I turned down toward his hall again, I saw the same man from before coming down the opposite side. I guess he was already up for seconds, except this time he had a woman with him. This is weird, I thought. A few doors down from the boy's room, I stepped back into the small recess of the door to my left so the man wouldn't see me. I heard moaning coming from behind the door I was leaning against, and thought this ship is full of fucking tonight. I leaned out and saw the man open the boy's door with a key. A key? He kissed the woman he was with, as he entered and shut the door. I was trying to wrap my mind around this, when the door behind me suddenly opened, and I almost fell inside. I turned around shocked and embarassed, only to see a smiling man leaving, and laughing at my fall. "I guess you're next pal," he said to me, "I got him all ready for ya'. This is some vacation ain't it?" With that, he slapped me on my shoulder and headed off down the hall. I turned and looked into the room and for the most part, it looked exactly like the one I had just left, only it was a slightly older blond boy laying on the bed. He was completely naked, cum dripping out of his ass, sheets all over the bed. "You comin' in?" He asked me. I was too confused to say anything, but since I had already had a fuck, I slowly shook my head and closed the door. As it closed, I saw the gold numbers staring me in the face. 254 Oh. My. God! What room had a just gone into to fuck that boy? I counted down and realized it had been 245. I'd switched the numbers. Were those people that boy's parents? That would've explained the fucking I heard earlier. My mind was swirling. I couldn't believe this had just happened. I slowly walked back to my room, noting where this new room was, making sure I would get the right one next time. But now, apparently, I had two possible rooms to go to. Some vacation indeed! Feel free to e-mail me with thoughts, comments, or constructive criticism at Textinboys17@ymail.com