Date: Thu, 11 Mar 2004 23:13:41 EST
From: Jobiwmm@aol.com
Subject: THE CRUISE

Jan 5

I am married, sixty-two, father of two, grandfather of three, newly
retired, and just home from a 10 day cruise with my wife. Here is my true
story. Our first night at sea we were sitting next to a very good looking
couple who appeared to be from South America. He was a stunning gentleman
who looked about fifty years old and he flashed us a broad smile and
began to talk to us with his accent which he later told us was
Argentinean. His wife was beautiful as is mine. The four of us began a
conversation which was interrupted by the call for the first seating at
dinner. We left them in the lounge and went on to dinner. Afterwards we
went to the floor show and my wife, being tired from traveling all day by
plane to get to the ship, went down to our room for the night. I still
wanted to party so I went into the casino. At the blackjack table, I was
joined by my Argentine friend, Ernesto. His wife also had gone to their
room for the night.

After a few games, Ernesto, who was sitting right next to me began to
move his knee next to mine and kept bumping me. I just held my leg steady
and let him keep touching me. Now I have been a bisexual all my life and
have friend at home who I see on a regular basis. It was obvious to me
Ernesto was trying to get my reaction which he understood when I did not
move my leg away. Soon he had his whole leg locked up against mine; I
started to get hard, and my concentration on the cards was dropping fast.
Suddenly he told the dealer he was cashing in his chips, picked himself
up and left. I did the same and followed him out on deck to the moonlight
and a beautiful night. The was not another passenger out on deck, and we
strolled together not saying anything. Suddenly he pulled me into an
unlit corner and began stroking my hardon through my pants. It was such a
hot moment for me. I began doing the same to him. He was bigger than my
cut 7," and he wore no under ware. Soon our zippers were down, our cocks
were out and we were slowly feeling and jerking each other standing up.

Ernesto was uncut and I love uncut cocks. I bent over and sucked him
first, oh man was he delicious, he was quietly moaning, and I was
enjoying a perfect cock, slowly in and out, with my right hand on his
thick shaft. He took this for about two minutes and then said, my turn my
friend, and pulled me up and off him so he could return the favor. And
what a favor it was. Now I have had my cock sucked by a few good
cocksuckers in my life, but Ernesto was among the best. He was good
because he really loved doing it and I was definitely enjoying it. Just
then a crew member came by and quietly suggested we move to a completely
secluded area about 20 feet away where there were deck chairs, but closed
off for the night. He then winked at us and said he hoped we were having
a good evening. I could not believe this was happening. We moved to the
secluded area with our cocks still out of our pants. Once there Ernesto
began sucking me again, this time I knew I was going to cum, and tried to
withdraw. He just grabbed my ass and sucked me in a deep throat movement
and then held his tongue right under my cock's head as my cum spewed into
his mouth and he swallowed every bit. It was a long lasting orgasm, and
he definitely got a mouthful. "Fuck" was all I could say, before I
regained my composure and said "Thanks Bud." Then I wanted a turn too, so
I sat on the deck chair and he stood in front of me with that beautiful
cock looking right at my face with his honey tasting precum clearly
webbing down to my tongue. I wanted to taste it, yet I wanted to look at
it. It was a magnificent cock. Then I went to work on it, it was big
enough to jack and suck at the same time. I was lost in the excitement of
the moment, I cannot remember enjoying sucking a cock so much in my life.
Ernesto was quietly moaning again. Then I felt it get harder and bigger
and wham, he let go with the first spurt, then three more followed and he
was gripping my shoulders and obviously getting off big time.

And I did enjoy it too, the feel of his cock shooting with my lips right
on the head just as he had done to me. I was hard all over again. But I
know my capacity so we zipped up and went in and had drink at the bar. We
talked about our straight lives as if nothing had happened between us.
But it had, and we met again many times on the ship for sex. We had
several fantastic sixty-nine sessions in his stateroom while his wife was
getting her daily hour long massage in the salon three decks away. We
always knew when she left the salon as the crewman who saw us earlier ran
the front desk of the salon. Ernesto gave him a big tip to call his room
when his wife was through with her massage. My wife usually was playing
bridge and didn't know where I was. All we did was to suck and rim each
other after a joint shower. It's been three weeks since the cruise ended
and Ernesto went back to Argentina with his wife. I can still taste his
precum, it was delicious, and that cock, so perfect, so firm yet smooth
as silk, sensations my lips will never forget. Thanks Ernesto, I know you
will be reading this, because I gave you the web site. May we meet again.