Date: Wed, 19 Aug 2015 01:16:11 +0000 (UTC)
From: everatit@yahoo.com.au
Subject: Cruising for Pleasure 2

"Pleasant Surprises"
True Stories by John Howard

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Chapter 3 - "My Next Surprise"

The story so far:

Having been introduced to the joy of man-to-man sex by a gorgeous
transvestite who seduced me ("A More Than Pleasant Surprise"), I married
and returned to a totally heterosexual life until the divorce twelve years
later.  It was an attempt to speed up the emotional healing process that
caused me to take a holiday on a cruise ship.  On the second day at sea I
enjoyed an encounter with a beautiful young male dancer who was in the cast
of the entertainment troupe on board and who reawakened the sexual
attraction of other men by performing incredibly exciting oral sex on my
eager penis and having me return the compliment ("Another Pleasant
Surprise").  I should remind you that although I am in my early 50's, I am
very fit due to my twice daily work outs with a fairly well defined body.
I am brown haired, with no touch of grey, and possess a greedy six inches
of thick, cut cock. The young dancer, Joel, was twenty years old, six feet
tall with incredibly blue eyes and possessed the sort of perfectly defined
body you would expect from a professional and athletic dancer.  Even more
attractive was his sex weapon which was a glorious 8", cut and, when erect,
as straight and hard as a steel ruler.  He also likes older partners who
are sensual and passionate.  After our delightful encounter I took a shower
and, on coming back into the cabin, found he had gone but had left a note
on my pillow suggesting I leave my cabin door unlocked at 9.30pm that
evening.  Ship's are difficult places for discreet meetings because eyes
are everywhere and rumour and gossip are one of the few ways that the crew
can keep themselves amused, isolated as they are from normal society.
There is more gossip, rumour and innuendo on a cruise ship at any given
moment than in a year's supply of women's magazines.  However, Joel
appeared to be an expert in avoiding prying eyes and we were to work out a
code system for the times we could both be in my cabin without anyone else
knowing.


Read on:


I dressed for dinner wishing the time away.  Memories of Joel's hot, young
body and throbbing penis kept flashing before my eyes.  I found my hand
trembling with excitement as I fumbled with the buttons on my shirt.  That
evening, dinner seemed to drag on despite the normally interesting company
of the other passengers who were allocated to the same table.  I joined in
their conversation politely, fighting to keep my attention in the present
when my mind was in the immediate future.

By the time dinner was over there was still an hour to kill so I made my
excuses and returned to my cabin where I had another shower then, wearing
nothing but a short dressing gown, I poured myself a cognac from the bottle
I had brought on board with me and tried to watch the television.  I found
my attention wandering as much as my hand that was gently massaging my
growing prick.  I gave up on the television and took my drink out onto the
small, private balcony that attached to the cabin.  It had a table and two
chairs and, being in the tropics, the night was warm and balmy.  I sat
there anticipating the wonders to come when I heard the cabin door quietly
open and close.  I knew, without looking round, that it was Joel.  I could
sense him such was the sexual electricity passing between us even at that
distance.

"Hello, Joel," I said quietly.

"Hi, Gary," he replied as he came up behind me and gently kissed me on the
neck.

I turned my head to discover his lips hovering in anticipation of my kiss.
Our lips met and a tingle washed over my entire body.  Our tongues met and
we French kissed with gentle passion.

We broke apart and I asked him, "Care for a drink?"

"Just an orange juice will do" He went to the mini bar fridge and took out
a bottle of juice and then joined me out on the balcony, leaning with his
back on the railing, facing me.

"Beautiful night," I said as we listened to the swish of the ship's wake as
she glided through the calm sea.

"It is now," he grinned.  "I've been thinking of you since I left earlier."

"Snap," I replied.  "Dinner was so hard. I couldn't concentrate for the
memory of your naked body.  You are so beautiful."

"And you are very sweet," he said as he gazed at me with a degree of lust
showing in his eyes.  "I also find you very sexy."

My heart gave a little lurch as I placed my hand on his crotch, gently
rubbing that magnificent cock into awareness.  It responded immediately to
my touch and I could feel it slowly swelling.  I pulled his tracksuit pants
down and took that sexy, engorged helmet between my lips, flicking the tip
of my tongue over his slit.  Joel whimpered with pleasure as I gradually
took his whole shaft into my hot, wet mouth.  He held my head to him as he
started to move his hips, sliding his entire 8" in and out of my mouth.  He
started to give little spurts of precum that dripped onto my tongue that I
lapped up hungrily.  So sweet yet so salty all at the same time.  He leant
over and pushed my dressing gown off my shoulders, caressed them and the
top of my back.

"I want you," he murmured.  "I want you so much."

I took my mouth reluctantly off his cock and looked up at him.

"Want you too, Joel,"

I stood up and, taking his hand in mine, I led him into my bedroom.  My
cabin being a mini suite the bedroom was separate from the living area.  He
lifted his arms and removed the top of his tracksuit and stood in all his
naked splendour in front of me.  My dressing gown dropped to the floor as
our naked bodies met.  He lifted his cock so it was against mine and they
were held between our bellies as we kissed deeply, swollen, pulsating cock
rubbing on hard, throbbing cock.  Then I pushed him gently back onto the
bed and he lay there offering me his magnificent body, with his penis
erect. He was so erotically beautiful and desirable I very nearly came
there and then. Instead, controlling my urge to ejaculate, I knelt between
his spreadeagled legs lowered my head and took his sweet prick in my mouth.
As I sucked and licked up and down that shaft, I turned and offered my
beating knob to his lips.  He took my engorged helmet in his mouth and
almost swallowed the whole of my cock, the root of his tongue pressing my
knob up against his palate.  I was drinking in his precum and when one
extra large pearl dripped onto my tongue, I removed my mouth and turned
round, pressing my lips to his.  As they parted, I slipped my tongue, with
his precious precum on it, into his mouth and shared with him his essence.
He sucked the cum off my tongue and looked at me with eyes filled with
desire.

"Fuck me, " he pleaded.  "I must feel you inside me."

"I've only done that once and that was years ago," I confessed.

Joel smiled.  "Then you're practically a virgin!"

"I guess so.  I want you so much but I'm not sure what to do.  I'd hate not
to please you," I said.

"Don't worry, my sweet man.  You could never disappoint me."

With that he reached over for the condom and lube he had brought with him.
Kissing me on the lips, he slid the condom over my rigid prick and then
stroked it with gel.  I was getting hornier and hornier as his stroking
sent thrills of sexual pleasure up my spine.  The he gelled his arse and,
getting on his knees, reached back and spread the cheeks of his beautiful
arse apart, offering me his man pussy.  I held my cock and rubbed it slowly
in his crack, loving the feel of it.  Joel started to move his hips up and
towards me until the tip of my knob found the entrance to his hole.

"Just press it in," he said.  "Slowly."

I pressed harder and my swollen knob suddenly popped in to his rosebud.  I
was actually inside this beautiful boy.  Gradually, I slid the rest of my
by now throbbing cock into him, right up to the root of my shaft.  He
moaned with pleasure, as did I.  I had forgotten from that single
experience all those years ago just how beautiful it is to be given the
privilege of sliding your cock deep into another man.  I started to fuck
him slowly as he took his pulsating cock in his hand and started stroking
it.  I slowed my fucking and reached round so that I could rub over the top
of his slippery dick while he stroked it.  All my senses were on fire and I
tingled in every pore of my naked body.

"Faster, baby. Please.  Fuck me faster," he called out.

I increased the tempo feeling my balls slamming on his arse cheeks.  This
was simply the most exciting sex I ever enjoyed.  His tight arse muscles
clenching round my rod as I thrust it faster and harder into his most
secret of places.  Oh my God!  My balls were tightening with the need to
cum.

"Joel, baby, I'm cumming!"

"Yes, yes," he panted.  "Me too."

I felt my balls explode as I spurted great globules of cum into the condom,
wishing we were bareback and I could fill him with my juices.

"Oh! OOOhhh!" he gasped.

I felt his arse muscles spasm against my crotch as his cock spat its load
out.  My cock started to go limp as it left the scene of its greatest
pleasure and Joel slumped down on the bed.  I lay on his back, utterly
spent, and kissed his neck.  With all the strength of the young and fit, he
quickly turned us both over so that I found myself on my back and with him
on top of me, his flesh on mine and our limp cum covered cocks slipping on
each other as we kissed deeply and lovingly.

"Oh, Joel. That was soooooo good," I told him between kisses.

He smiled and said, "We have another nine nights to go on this cruise.  How
do you feel about that?"

I smiled back.  "If you don't spend every minute possible with me, I'll be
devastated."

"No fear of that," he replied.  "I want to spend every waking moment that I
can with you but we have to be reasonable or the whole ship will know."

"Understood, but can you spend at least part of the night with me?"

I swear there was actual love in his eyes as he gazed down at me.  "Thought
you'd never ask."

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