Blue Water Boys – By Finn Lewis

 

This won't be the last chapter in this series. I've still got one more to go to finish this little tale off because once again I got too involved in the details and couldn't stop myself. Blue Water Boys was initially only supposed to be told in three parts but I got a bit caught up in the characters and the endless possibilities that might arise for someone like Nate in his situation. I hope you'll enjoy reading this one as much as I've enjoyed writing it.

 

I've taken a bit of a liberty in this chapter too; namely trying to predict the future of the war in Ukraine. If you're reading this a few years from now and things don't quite add up to the way they actually happened, you'll know why.

 

As always, this story is complete and utter bullshit. Honestly, it never happened.

 

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I celebrated my 70^th birthday last month, and I gotta say, receiving the gift of a young boy's virginity never felt so good. It'd been far too long since I'd made love to a boy and even longer since I'd been anyone's first. He made me feel like I was forty seven again when I'd first met Alek bringing him back to Ghost after having propositioned him with silent hand signals on the streets of Odesa. I'm told I still look like I'm in my late fifties or early sixties, so at least my body isn't crapping out on me. And, as far as I know, I don't have Alzheimer's or Dementia or anything but I'm not sure I'd even know if I did? Not sure how that works. I can still get it up though and maintain an erection long enough to keep my little guy happy, but if I want it to last more than a half hour I sometimes need to take a pill.

 

Ghost has been my home for 24 years now, and I've been privileged to share it with all my boys watching them grow up into the fine young men they've become before making their own way in the world. In some ways I feel like a proud parent seeing each of them succeed in whatever they've chosen to do, but there will always be a deep sense of loss for the boys they used to be. I know all children grow up shrugging off the chains that bind them to their parents; I just wish it hadn't happened so bloody fast.

 

Alek made Captain at 29 like I knew he would, but because he was missing out on so much of his daughter's early years he made the difficult decision to give up a life at sea and take over the running of my business. With youth and enthusiasm on their sides Alek and Kumiko quickly landed a number of very lucrative contracts which means I don't have to do a thing except invest my precent of the profits. He's 33 now but I can still see the boy he used to be every time I visit him and his wife in Japan. He was, and always will be my first boy, and I owe him so much for the life I've enjoyed since we met. If it wasn't for that chance encounter things could have turned out very differently for the both of us and I am so thankful and proud of the man he's become.

 

Lucas and Isaak got married as soon as they finished University a few years ago and they still live in Amsterdam six years later. They're both 30 and have a six month old baby boy that they absolutely adore and his Uncle Espen spends more time at their house than he does his own. Lucas is away one month out of every three on board various research ships in remote locations studying the ever increasing effects of Global Warming and the extinction of so many ocean species, so the now 19 year old semi-famous model I first met when he was eleven has to get his hands dirty changing diapers once in a while. Not that I think he really minds. Lucas tells me he's not a perv like us though; he prefers the older silver Daddies and he never has any trouble getting them. I don't fucking doubt it because I was one of them until he started growing pubes and I still get hard remembering him in his prime preteen years.

 

Seb. What can I say about my beautiful boy Seb. A year into his Marine Engineering degree he switched to studying Psychology after talking it over with me when he came to spend Christmas break with the boys and I for two weeks. The thing with Seb is that he was always very caring and nurturing and I could absolutely see him as a very gifted psychologist. I told him to follow his heart rather what others expected of him and he couldn't be happier. He's 23 now and I know this will sound like I'm making this shit up, but remember Liam? The ten year old boy we shared while we were in Phuket that Seb went and lived with on the Gold Coast of Australia? Well, they moved in together after he gained his Masters in Psychology and got his first job. No one bats an eye at the age difference since Liam's only five years younger, but I'm sure they'd be shocked to discover he was only a few months past his tenth birthday when they got together and that Seb had been banging his tight little underage hole almost every day since. And they'd sure as shit blow a fucking gasket if they knew they'd only met because David and I had had ourselves a little boy swap in Thailand.

 

So I guess that just leaves Ren and Kryssie.

 

The years I spent with the two of them on board Ghost after we all got together in Japan visiting Alek were some of the best years of my life. It was amazing to see how close they became that first year. They weren't just adopted brothers; it was like they shared the same mind and thoughts and hated being apart. They both got their diving licenses as soon as they turned ten, they had tantrums and argued with me like all kids do getting stroppy and storming off in a sulk. They did their schoolwork and chores and spent hours in the sun and water and at night we made love in our bed. We sailed the world visiting more of their online classmates but Juanse was the only one that I got to fuck around with. Not that I didn't try; I had to cop an accidental feel here and there to see if any of them were up for a little fun didn't I? But I never saw the look that gave me the green light to go any further. I made love to my boys two or sometimes even three times a week each, but I never let them go more than a day without getting off in my mouth at least once. Of course there were other boys over the years but not nearly as many as there used to be until I stopped looking for them altogether. I had the only two boys I wanted for as long as it was going to last.

 

It happened so gradually it's hard to pinpoint an exact date, but when they were around twelve years old I started tasting their sweet immature pre on my tongue whenever I went down on them. Not long after that I got to swallow Kryssie's first thin watery emissions and then Ren's a few months later, and before they were thirteen they both proudly showed me their first wispy pubes.

 

We celebrated their birthdays and Christmases and their achievements, and day by day they got older turning into handsome young teenagers never far from each other's sides. Ren's Mom was released from prison a few years earlier than I'd expected but she could see he was better off living with both Kryssie and I, so through mutual agreement he continued to live with us. We saw her on occasion of course, but there was no love there, not like the love we shared and she knew it. I'm pretty sure Alek and Kumiko convinced her not to bother trying to take him back.

 

Ren did very well in school and graduated with astonishing results. I think I've told you before he's a bit of a space geek and always dreamt of being an astronaut. Well, even before he'd turned 18 he applied for and got accepted into the Japanese Navy as a fighter pilot and he plans on getting his Masters in science so he can apply to the space program in a few years. With all the recent advances in exploration he has his eyes set on going to Mars one day, and you know what? He'll fucking do it too. He's got both American and Japanese citizenship so he can apply with either the JSA or NASA.

 

Krystiyan didn't do as well with his studies as Ren but he did graduate High School. He tried, he really did, but he's just not wired the same way Ren is. He just has a different kind of smarts, so with a ton of natural charisma and streetwise he's done pretty well for himself. Shortly after his 18^th birthday he told me he wanted to go back to Odesa to help other kids like him and to find homes for them to live a normal life. He's started working at a small not-for-profit foundation providing support to homeless kids and families still affected by the war with Russia that had dragged on for over two years completely decimating his country. It's only small with a single office in Odesa right now, but he has such a drive it's hard not to believe he won't be running the place in a few years. Even now, six years after the fighting stopped, most cities are still rebuilding and there are tens of thousands of people without homes and schools or jobs to go to. There are so many homeless kids living rough that he's started looking for other alternatives which is why he approached me asking for a favor.

 

Yeah, yeah... I know what you're probably thinking, and you'd be right; that favor was going to be as beneficial for me as it was for him and the kid. Krystiyan made absolutely sure that whichever boy came to live with me knew exactly the type of man I was. However, I was approaching 70 and I didn't know how much longer I could maintain Ghost on my own let alone raising another boy for the next eight to ten years. Not to mention anything else. But Krystiyan can be very persuasive, and as I'm sure you're very well aware he always gets what he wants.

 

He introduced me to Demyan on my last visit four months ago, and I fell in love with him even from twenty feet away. He'd been orphaned as a baby and had lived in the same group home most of his life until he'd made the mistake of offering his mouth to the wrong eighteen year old boy who'd ratted him out. Turned out he'd been offering his mouth to a few of the older boys at the home for over a year because, as he'd told Krystiyan, he liked doing it. But once his dirty little secret was discovered by the unforgiving administration he was thrown out to fend for himself on the streets.

 

Fortunately he only spent one night out in the cold before Kryssie found him. He took him in and offered him a cot in his small shelter, and a few days later he'd found out everything he needed to know to call me asking when I was going to be back in Odesa and that he needed a favor of me. Just like Alek and Seb had done before him, Kryssie had found a boy he absolutely knew without a doubt in his mind would find a safe, loving home with me on board Ghost, and at the same time fill the gaping void that had existed in my life for the last few years.

 

Sadly, despite their enthusiasm in their younger years and the obvious pleasure they derived having sex with me, both Ren's and Krystiyan's interests had turned to girls by the time they were fourteen or fifteen and it wasn't long after that they stopped sleeping in my bed. They'd outgrown the things we did together, but that didn't stop me from loving them any less. In fact I loved them even more for being able to tell me, and to be honest I was a little relieved not having to break it to them that their maturing bodies no longer held the same attraction for me. They knew I liked a smoothie, and they knew they weren't that anymore, so even though it was never said out loud they knew I wouldn't really be that upset.

 

It wasn't all that often, but when the need became too great I'd pay for a boy in whatever port we were in. I'd take him to a hotel so I wasn't doing it in front of them because I didn't want them feeling like they'd disappointed me somehow or that I had to look elsewhere for the thing they used to give so freely. So, it'd been over a year since I'd been with a boy when I met Demyan, and I swear I fell in love with him seeing him standing there next to Kryssie on the marina waiting for me to come alongside. Krystiyan helped with the ropes tying Ghost to the birth and when I came out I wrapped my arms around him hugging him fiercely. He was the same height as me but he was built like a shit-brick-house with a broad chest and well defined muscles and arms that were as strong as a fucking ox. There was never any doubt he'd be a big man the way he outgrew Ren in their tween years and then bulked out as he approached sixteen growing to almost six feet tall.

 

The boy beside him looked so small compared to his bulking frame with the top of his head coming only to his sternum, but fuck he was cute. He couldn't have been any older than ten, perhaps even younger, holding onto Krystiyan's hand like he was afraid to let go looking up at us embracing through the thick bangs of his dirty blond hair and strikingly large green eyes. I may have been old, but that didn't stop the familiar stirring in my groin when I got down on my knees turning my attention to the boy who would be coming with me.

 

He didn't speak a word of English, but after raising three Ukrainian boys for over twenty years that was never going to be a problem. His voice was soft and quiet and he was so shy it was cute in a way, and even though I knew a little of his past I could still see the spark of innocence in his gorgeous face. I wanted to wrap him up telling him everything was going to be okay and that I was going to be there for him making sure he was safe and loved and that we'd see the world together just like I had with Kryssie when he was a boy. Instead of my tried and true cover story of father and son, I now had to modify it slightly to Grandad and Grandson.

 

The first couple of weeks he was a bit skittish as we got comfortable being around each other, but he did perk up and got excited when we visited the cities of Greece, Italy, Croatia and Spain as we made our way around the Med. He was a lot of fun to be with and he had a wicked sense of humour when he let it come out, and his smile was as infectious as his laughter and he asked me to call him Demy instead of Demyan. He called me `Poppa'.

 

The first night aboard he left his cabin and came into mine asking if he could sleep on the floor which nearly broke my heart. He was so used to being crammed in with other people he couldn't get to sleep on his own and so I simply lifted the covers inviting him into my bed. And no, I didn't jump his bones the first night. Nor did I touch him in any way that could be considered overtly sexual for a whole torturous month. I wanted it to happen, of course I did, but he'd have to be the one to instigate it. Not me.

 

Bit by bit he came out of his shell and by the end of the month he had no problem stripping naked in front of me and jumping over the side into the water or taking a shower with me in the room with him. He saw me naked as well, but nothing ever happened until a couple weeks before my birthday when, completely out of the blue, he asked me if I wanted him to suck my dick. Well, to be honest it wasn't totally out of the blue. I'd just finished a video call with Krystiyan and he'd jokingly asked if I'd gotten into Demy's pants yet which I answered honestly that he seemed wholly uninterested in me that way. I called him from downstairs and handed the tablet over to the little guy and left him to it. Ten minutes later he was at my side bare chested asking if I wanted him to suck me off.

 

Of course I wanted him to. I'd wanted to feel the heat of his mouth on me almost as much as I wanted to slide my own lips down the hard length of his hairless little cock from the very first day I'd met him. I'd wanted to show him what it was like to have sex with a man that loved and cared for him and that it could be just as enjoyable for him as it was for me and to hear his high pitched moans of preteen climax. Without any hesitation I'd smiled and told him I did, but only if I could suck his as well. He nodded his head with a huge grin and I took his hand leading him to our bed where I made love to his young, not even ten year old body. I found all his sensitive spots licking his smooth hairless pits, nuzzling into his throat, flicking my tongue over his teeny tiny nipples, kissing his thighs and under his small rounded balls making him giggle and squirm before I'd even taken his hard little cock into my mouth.

 

I know I've said this about so many of the boys I've been with, but fuck he was slim, and so fucking sexy. Not like wafer thin or skinny or anything, just really sleek with a flat boyishly toned stomach leading down to his navel... He was so slender there I could almost touch my thumbs and fingers together when I held him leaning in to graze my lips over his skin. The barren expanse of his pubis was unbelievably soft and so fucking smooth when I slid his underwear down over his erect three inch little boy cock breathing in his decadent scent. I nuzzled into it with my mouth pressing the thin ivory shaft against his hairless mound before slowly peeling his ample foreskin over his small helmeted glans with my lips and down along his short length to bury my face in his groin.

 

That was four months ago, and yes, he's officially handed over his V card. He's only a month shy of being ten so he's not the youngest boy I've been with, but he has the sexiest, smoothest little body and I absolutely love going down on him and eating his ass with a finger or two buried in his hole getting him ready. His mouth is so fucking soft and warm on my cock with his small slippery tongue swirling the pre from my glans whenever he blows me, and let me tell you right now; he's really fucking good at it too. But his mouth is nothing compared to how incredible it is to be inside him.

 

It was the night of my birthday and I hadn't planned on actually fucking him for the first time, so it came as a bit of a surprise to the both of us. I'd spent a good long while edging him over and over again getting him close only to back off and inhale the small rounded globe of his hairless balls into my mouth until he'd calmed down. Then I'd go back and start over sucking his rock hard three incher all the way to the root and up again flicking the tip of my tongue around his glans listening to his boyishly sexy little moans all the while stretching him open with my fingers. When he did finally come it was fucking impressive. I'd had so many boys come hard in my mouth but that one was... well, it was a good one.

 

Before he'd even recovered I rolled him over onto his stomach with a pillow under his hips and laid down between his spread legs prying his cheeks apart exposing the oval slit of his anus. It was smooth as fucking silk and pink at the rim turning a deep crimson as it funnelled inwards at its center and my mouth descended on it like a moth to a flame. His back arched pushing his ass up into my face as I ate him out with my hands on his cheeks and my thumbs curling in under his thighs forcing them apart so I could get right in there easing my pointed tongue through the elastic band of his ring.

 

He moaned. It wasn't the first time I'd sucked him or eaten his sexy as fuck hole out, but I was as hard as I'd ever been with any of my boys. I needed to get off even if it was just sliding my cock back and forth nestled into the valley of his ass and shooting my goo over his back and between his cheeks letting it dribble down like runny snot into the shallow cave where it belonged. I crawled up over him reaching for the lube to slather it over myself and into his crease never actually intending to fuck him, but once my bloated, straining glans felt the heat of his hole I couldn't stop it.

 

I held myself up with one arm hovering over his back with his head under my chin grasping my rock hard shaft and sliding it back and forth breathing in his scent and nuzzling my nose into his hair. The valley between his cheeks and the length of my cock were slicked with a thick coating of lube as I moved above him, my breath hot and heavy and my hips rocking back and forth. It was a singular stray thought that compelled me to pull back those two additional inches wanting only to feel the head of my cock at the depression of his tiny cave, but now that I was there I pushed forward. He tensed up when he felt the tip of my crown pressing against his hole and his legs stiffened either side of me for a moment stopping any chance I had of entering him until he let out his breath and relaxed for me. He groaned, hissing quietly through his teeth as the slick bloated head of my cock bulged at his tiny anus before the tight band of his lips swallowed my glans snapping closed around the ridge.

 

"You're all right..." I whispered down into his hair trying to sooth his discomfort when he hissed out his breath, but I didn't stop. I felt every fucking millimetre of my six and a half inches sliding through the fluttering walls of his hot flesh surrounding me until the hollow of my groin pressed against his ass tickling him with my short pubic hair. "You're such a brave boy... You're all right..."

I could see the pain etched on his face so I stayed as still as I could buried to the hilt inside the warm gripping glove of his hole. "It's all the way in now sweetie..." I cooed waiting for the dull ache he felt to diminish nuzzling my face into his hair. "It'll stop hurting soon I promise. Just try and relax... You're okay..."

 

The wait wasn't nearly as long as I'd expected it to be. With all of me now inside him I removed my hand from between us to hold him around his slender hip digging my fingers into the hollow of his pelvis underneath and leaned down to brush my lips across the boy's cheek. His head was turned on its side on the mattress with his eyes closed bitting his bottom lip as I very gently and slowly withdrew three inches and then back in. Christ he was so fucking tight and warm in there. I arched my back reaching down with my lips to plant soft butterfly kisses on the side of his neck and throat moaning my praises telling him how strong and brave and what a good boy he was. The band of his muscle inside spasmed and clamped around my slow thrusting cock gripping me as it rolled down my shaft causing my stuttered breath to catch in my throat each time I withdrew and pushed back in.

 

God, I'd forgotten how fucking good it felt to be inside a young boy's ass taking his virginity. I knew I wouldn't last long but I vowed to myself that I'd give him just as much pleasure as he was giving me and get him off with my cock buried deep inside him.

 

But... This isn't a story about Demy so I should stop now or risk getting too carried away again. This is supposed to be about how I met Lucas and his dad Martin 20 years ago when he was nine and Alek was just a few months shy of his thirteenth birthday.

 

If I've got time afterwards I might tell you about how Demy's eyes light up with just the head of my cock held within his lips stroking my shaft in his small fists that don't even fit all the way around shooting my semen over his tongue. He loves it when I slash lines across his chest and stomach and over his saliva soaked preteen sex after I've gotten him off in my mouth and then lick it off only to feed it into his mouth with my own. And if you're really lucky, when I'm finished with Lucas' story I might even tell you about last night and how he wanted to pretend I was a pirate like Johnny Depp and kidnapping him to become my fuck toy. Those were his words, not mine. I'm not sure how well I did because I've never really fantasized about raping a boy, or anyone for that matter, but I did tie him up and got him off twice before fucking him.

 

Anyway, I'd actually met Lucas and his dad Martin a few weeks prior to us being in port together in Barcelona. This is something I've not told you about before, but one of the best things about living at sea on a Blue Water cruiser is the community we belong to. Those that chose to live at sea were as varied as the yachts they lived on; young and old, singles and couples, some with young families who tended to share the same trait of being unburdened by societal rules. It wasn't uncommon to see three or four yachts tied up alongside each other in the middle of the ocean for a few days enjoying each other's company sharing food, alcohol and stories as well as our beds. Mostly it was men with women, but there were a few same sex pairings who snuck away to find a slightly more private place. It also wasn't uncommon for some of the older kids to try and sneak a peek through a window or porthole often encouraging the younger ones to watch as well. What wasn't as open was that sometimes one or two of the children were invited join in or to spend the night in the company of an adult, but it was always done in hushed voices even though everyone had a pretty good idea of what was going on.

 

With the exception of Ren, all my other boys had at one time or another spent a few nights on other yachts over the years, and I'd certainly taken advantage of the carefree parenting styles of some of the parents I'd met. Hell, sometimes it was almost expected that their kids would be spending the night in someone else's bed, so it wasn't all that difficult to find a young curious boy to accompany Alek and I back to my cabin on more than one occasion. And let me tell you right now, they tended to be some of the hottest boys I've ever met. Just like all my boys, nakedness was the norm while at sea and they were tanned from head to toe and every single one of them was slim and toned from all the physical work they did as well as the endless hours they spent in the water.

 

Lucas was one of those boys that I'd watched from afar while I'd drank with his dad on the aft deck of someone else's yacht. Alek was fast approaching thirteen by then and puberty had already started rearing its ugly head with a few very fine blond wispy hairs sprouting above the root of his four and a half inch cock that seemed to be getting bigger by the day every time I took him into my mouth. All through the night I found myself always searching Lucas out fearful that I might lose sight of him or that the cute as fuck little nine year old boy would be whisked away by someone else for a little bit of late night kiddie sex right from under my nose. I needn't have worried though. He was there all night in his sky blue boxer briefs and nothing else for me to ogle and fantasize over roaming my eyes over his sexy little body whenever he came to take a sip from his dad's glass. And yeah, it was straight whiskey.

 

He had a younger eight year old sister named Anika who was just as cute. She ran around topless chasing after the boys in nothing but her underwear, but she seemed to gravitate towards Alek far more than any of the others and I was pretty sure he was taking notice as well. Little bitch. Nah, not really; she's a great kid and if I was straight or even bi and into girls I might've wanted to dip my cock into her tight little snatch and fuck her as well as her older nine year old brother.

 

However, it seemed that Alek was particularly horny that night, so somewhere around midnight he came to me with a look in his eyes that I knew all too well. I'd been hoping to subtly broach the subject of sex with Martin to gauge his views, and possibly drop hints that I was interested in his son but I never got that chance. Within five minutes of saying goodnight to Martin, Alek was spread-eagled and naked on our bed with his hard four plus inches in my mouth. As soon as I'd swallowed what he'd given me I'd crawled up over him lifting his legs and made love to him amidst the voices of those still awake above us.

 

I might've even heard the quiet giggling of our childish audience but I never found out who they were.

 

Our little group of five yachts broke apart the following day and we went our separate ways. Some we'd see again, others became just a memory. A few weeks later we sailed into port in Barcelona only to find there were no available births so we had to anchor at one of the buoys and use the RIB to get ashore. It wasn't our first time there and Alek knew his way around just as well as I did. We left the RIB at the marina and ate lunch outside before taking our time strolling along La Rambla holding hands, and then it was a short walk to La Sagrada Familia before we found somewhere to have dinner in the dwindling light in the Gothic Quarter. We made love that night aboard Ghost and the next day we spent at the beach getting back late in the afternoon after stopping by the market for fresh ingredients for dinner. That was when I noticed Bella, Martin's yacht anchored at another buoy not too far away. My hopes of seeing the cute little nine year old Lucas soared, and I vowed to invite them aboard hoping Martin might be one of those parents who were open minded about sex with kids and that Lucas would be willing.

 

I didn't know it then, but he'd also recognized Ghost when they'd arrived and had been watching as we returned from the beach with Alek jumping aboard to help tie us alongside. I was too distracted to notice them climbing into their own small boat heading our way watching my boy in nothing but his speedo swimmers going to stand under the outdoor shower on the aft deck to wash off the sand and salt. The water sluiced down his nearly naked body making his tanned skin glimmer in the fading light as I transferred the bags of food to the diving platform and then left them there to hurry up the transom stairs. I came up behind him under the luke warm water putting my hands on his waist and crouching down a little to nuzzle into the side of his throat as I reached around laying them flat on his toned stomach just above the band of his speedos. He tilted his head to the side as I pressed myself against him letting him know just how turned on I was whispering into his ear.

 

"God you're so fucking sexy. I really need to take you inside so I can fuck you before I start on dinner... Would that be okay sweetheart?"

 

He was growing up so fast but he was still hot as fuck. His smoothly tanned chest was beginning to develop and the core muscle of his stomach stood out firm and flat with a hint of a four pack starting to show, yet he was still boyish enough to get me hard in only a few seconds.

 

"Uh-huh..." He nodded his assent putting his hand on top of one of mine and pushed it down over his growing cock held snugly in his boxer brief swimmers. Right then I didn't give a fuck who saw us and I was completely unaware of the approaching inflatable with three sets of eyes watching as I shut off the water leading him towards the door and closing it behind me.

 

Alek pulled on my arm as soon as we were inside reaching up to wrap his around my neck lowering my head down to his mouth and kissed me with his eyes wide open. I felt the smile on his lips form when I crouched, cupping his ass in my hands and lifted him to my waist so I could carry him downstairs to our bed leaving a trail of water dripping behind us. He was getting older and bigger but I could still lift him without putting my back out. It helped that he did most of the work with his legs around my waist and his arms holding most of his weight as he ground his hard four and a bit inch cock into my stomach through the fabric of his swimmers. That is until I crawled up onto our bed on my knees laying him down onto his back getting in-between his legs with our chests pressed together kissing each other like we'd done so many times before.

 

I held the back of his head in one hand putting my weight on my elbow and roamed his smooth developing chest with the other circling around an erect nipple as our tongues duelled in the void of our mouths. Alek wrapped his legs around me and slowly ground his hardness against mine groaning in frustration.

 

He pulled away from my mouth panting his hot breath into my face. "Get up so I take off. You as well." I love it when he's horny because his English turns to shit, but I did as I was told and rolled off him onto my back beside him propping my head up on a pillow. He raised his ass off the bed peeling his wet swimmers down over his rock hard twelve year old cock and then lifted his legs bringing his knees to his chest to kick them away before turning to me completely naked. God he was so fucking beautiful. The few short wispy pubes he had were barely even visible they were so fine and blond making him look like he was still as bare as the day I'd met him almost three years ago.

 

With a smile on his face he lent over me brining his mouth to mine as his hand groped and grasped me through my shorts squeezing my balls with his fingers. He did to me what I'd so often done to him; kissing and licking his way down to my chest flicking his tongue over the pointed nubs of my nipples and then venturing further south to my stomach. His nimble, well-practiced fingers snapped the button of my shorts open and slowly lowered the bronze zipper to the stop looking up at me watching him as he crawled over to settle between my legs. He traced the hair on my navel with his lips down to the head of my weeping glans now exposed to the open air between the flaps of my fly giving me what I can only describe as a sultry grin through the dirty, strawberry blond bangs of his hair.

 

I wore no underwear so there was nothing to stop him from moving down to the grove of my frenulum and taking hold of my shaft in his hand as he flicked the pointed tip of his tongue back and forth making it twitch and throb wanting his mouth. He smooched his lips, sliding them half way down my shaft leaving a trail of saliva and back to the glans cresting over the tip to gather my abundant pre before lifting it up and taking me into his welcoming mouth.

 

My hand went to the back of his head gently pushing him down as I lifted up slightly and moaned watching my boy go down on me. It was warm and so fucking wet like it always was with Alek, but it was the smooth softness of his mouth that really got my blood boiling watching him caving his cheeks going down blowing hot air into my short trimmed pubes through his nose.

 

"Fuuuuuuck sweetie... That always feels so good..." I groaned spreading my legs wide either side of him feeling his grip tighten around the base of my shaft. He was on his knees with his arms draped over my thighs slowly stroking my shaft as his lips rippled up and down over my ridge with the smooth curves of his ass in the air behind him when I tapped him on the head getting his attention.

 

He stopped with just the head of my cock in his mouth and looked up at me with his eyes. "Turn around and bring that tasty cock of yours up here buddy. I want you to come in my mouth and then I'm gonna fuck you so good."

 

He'd be thirteen in a few months, so his orgasms were no longer dry like they'd been when we first met. His meagre offering was thin and watery to be sure, but what little he produced had begun to turn cloudy leaving a bitter sweet aftertaste in my mouth and on my tongue that I would savor for as long as I could, and I needed it again now more than ever. I watched as his lips closed at the tip of my cock keeping his hand grasped around my shaft as he climbed from between my legs turning his lithe, hot as fuck twelve year old body towards me. As he raised his knee lifting it over my head the valley of his cheeks separated revealing the pink circle of his anus and the pouch of his barely descended sac hanging below the four and a bit inches of his steely length begging for my mouth. He settled down onto me with his chest pressing against my stomach and his lips back where they belonged nursing on my glans as I spread his flawlessly smooth mounds apart with both hands and reached up to capture his hairless balls within my mouth.

 

With my nose buried in his taint just an inch or two from the pink oval of his asshole I probed and prodded at his full rounded balls with my tongue. They were held to his body in arousal but the loose skin of his scrotum stretched when I pulled back keeping them locked behind my lips watching his hole push out and contract again right in front of my eyes. But as much as I enjoyed teasing him and making him beg me to suck his dick, I needed to get him off as quickly as I could so I could bury my cock in his ass and fuck him before he got me off in his mouth.

 

I gave him a silent signal with my thumbs pressing underneath where his legs met his pelvis to scoot back a little so I could reach under him pulling his rigid tool down to my mouth. There was the faintest taste of a boy's immature pre when I swiped my tongue over his glans enclosing it in the soft fleshy interior of my lips making him moan around my own straining cock. I tilted my head back and pulled him down into my face taking all of his four inches to the root not even feeling the few very fine wispy hairs on my chin that grew in a small semi-circle at the base, and the view up the divide of his ass was fucking spectacular. As was the wet slurping warmth of his mouth sliding half way down my shaft held within the grip of his thumb and finger with my balls in his palm gently squeezing me as I took everything he had in my own.

 

Jesus he was good at this. I felt along his back up to his protruding shoulders and down again pushing up into his mouth wanting more but I feared I might lose it too soon and miss out on fucking him like I really, really wanted to. Using the advantage of both my strength and weight I rolled us over so he was now on his back at my side which, thankfully, removed my cock from his mouth, but I kept mine firmly attached to his. He spread his legs wide raising a fisted hand under his head so he could watch me going down on him. With the other hand on my shaved head he slowly began lifting his hips in time with each plunge of my lips down to the root of his solid four inches breathing a little heavier. I roamed the flat of my hand over his stomach and navel down to his still mostly hairless pubic mound as I twisted my head to see him watching me with his eyes hooded, his forehead furrowed in pleasure and his bottom lip caught between his teeth.

 

I'd long ago lost count of how many times I'd sucked him off and made him come in my mouth, so I knew all the little signs he gave signalling his impending orgasm from the flexing of his toes to the sounds he made when he was close. For a few seconds I debated whether or not to pull back and edge him at least once, but my own urgent need won out. I wet my middle finger in my mouth and snaked it down under his balls to the knot of his anus as I took him back into my mouth sucking him as hard as I could caving my cheeks and bobbing my head up and down. He moaned as I easily pushed in gently compressing his fun button between my finger and thumb on the outside over his perineum as his ass came up off the mattress burying himself as deeply as he could into my mouth pushing my head down into his groin.

 

I never heard the soft thud of something gently hitting Ghost's aluminium hull, nor did I see Martin's head rising above the sill of the porthole looking in just as I felt his cock thicken and turn to fucking rock with my nose berried into the spongy orb of his balls. His toes curled and he held his breath in agonized pleasure anticipating the jolt of orgasm to fire his watery immature jizz into my waiting mouth and splashing across my tongue.

 

The wait was short lived and about four seconds later his whole body shuddered, the firm young muscles of his stomach tightening and his knees locked as his virile tweenage cock lurched in my mouth. He moaned out loud in his native tongue bringing both hands to my head pushing my face into his groin and mashing my nose into his balls as the first jet of his bitter sweet cream splattered against the back of my mouth. I caved my cheeks and held his pulsing cock with my tongue feeling his ring clamping down again and again with each strong kick of his penis spurting the syrupy nectar of his youth. As the seconds drew out, the delay between each one slowed until his flushed body relaxed back onto the bed with my lips sliding wetly up and down swallowing what he'd given me. I milked the length of his rigid cock with my thumb and fingers draining him of every last drop I could extract and flicked it from his gaping slit with my tongue.

 

He smiled down at me when I let it slip from between my lips and when I finally looked up at him, I tuned my body around so I was holding myself up over his panting chest with our faces only inches apart. He reached up bringing my mouth down to his and circled his smaller tongue around mine before I pulled away whispering into his ear.

 

"You gonna let me come in that sexy little ass of yours now kiddo?" I asked nuzzling into his throat. He nodded his head and whispered a quiet `Yeah' like I'd expected he would, and then I kissed him again putting a hand flat on the center of his smooth concaved breast pressing my aching cock into his thigh.

 

"Good boy... Now turn over and get on your hands and knees. Let me see how much you want it."

 

I rolled away from him reaching for the small bottle of lube on the nightstand as he turned onto his hands and knees in the middle of the bed with his head down on the mattress watching me. Fuck he looked so hot like that. He was tanned a honeyed bronze all over and even though he was almost thirteen he still looked more like a boy than a teenager. I'd cut the thick mop of his strawberry blond hair shorter than he was used to a few days before and I gotta say I was pretty darn good at it after a couple years of practice. It was layered and dyed with streaks of pure blond contrasting with his naturally darker coloring giving him the look of a surfer boy with a body to match. It'd been fun waiting for the dye to do its thing with his head covered in strips of tinfoil with him sat on the closed lid of the toilet in the bathroom completely naked except for an old towel wrapped around his shoulders. Once I'd folded the last strip and pulled off the gloves I'd smiled down at him and winked.

 

"So... What should we do while we wait?" I'd asked and he just opened his legs looking down at his cock beginning to rise up from the rounded globe of his balls. If there's one thing I can say about Alek it's that he was always ready to go. So yeah, I don't mind cutting and dying his hair especially when I get to suck him off afterwards and then share his watery little load with him.

 

Once I'd grabbed the lube I crawled back over to him deciding I needed it hard and fast this time. I was so fucking in need to bust a nut in his ass that I got off the bed and walked around him to the end with my back facing the small porthole and reached out to his ankles and then his hips shuffling him backwards towards me.

 

"Knees apart right here on the edge boyo..." I instructed flipping the lid of the lube open with my thumb and looked down roaming the other hand over his flawlessly smooth cheek. He did as I asked and scooted back a little more one knee at a time until they were right on the edge and looked back at me from over his shoulder swaying his ass side to side.

 

"Like this?" He asked as I moved forward standing between his feet sliding the length of my leaking cock along the curved valley of his crack.

 

"Yeah, just like that." I replied squeezing a pool of lube into my palm and then wrapped it around my cock coating it from tip to base glancing at his face. "I love you so much sweetie..."

 

No matter now often I'd fucked him over the last three years it still amazes me how obscene my cock looked laying within the shallow crease of his cheeks poised and ready to sink into his warm moist depths. Even more obscene though was when I pulled back far enough to see the small oval slit of his anus before slotting the tip of my glans under the fold of skin to press against it. He lowered his head sideways on the bed arching his back and raised his ass as he reached around behind himself grasping both cheeks in his hands pulling them apart uttering the words he knew would compel me to take what I most wanted.

 

"Do it Mister... Fuck me real good."

 

The little shit never let me forget I'd paid him for the pleasure of fucking him the first week we'd done this, and he often played the part of a rent-boy because he knew it got me off. I tightened the grip around my greasy slick shaft holding it in place and put my other hand flat on his lower back as I applied pressure. He pushed out when he felt the blunted crown of my cock compressing against his ring and, with almost no resistance at all, it slipped over the flared ridge like a hungry little mouth drawing a quiet moan from him. I paused for a span of only three heartbeats before slowly pushing forward breaching the band of his inner muscle feeling it slide along my shaft until I had to let go of it putting both hands on his hips and sinking everything I had inside of him.

 

"Fuck Dany..." I groaned using the name he'd given me when we'd met to continue the charade of our impromptu role play. "You feel really fucking good."

 

He clamped down on me and I could see him biting his bottom lip with his eyes closed as I withdrew half way and back in again grinding the hollow of my groin and the short trimmed hairs of my pubes against his cheeks. I slid my hands along the sides of his body to his shoulders and back down his spine to his ass cleaving his cheeks apart with my thumbs as I pulled away once more and then sank back into the heat of his gripping inferno. Even though I'd made love to him as recently as last night, Alek always closes up tight again like a virgin nun within a few hours. It was both a blessing and a curse because it felt like I was taking his virginity almost every time I fucked him, but it also meant I had to be patient while he slowly loosened inside before I could rock his world with my cock up his ass.

 

After a few more slow in and out's he finally opened the one eye not pressed against the mattress looking back at me. "Fuck me..." He whispered just loud enough for me to hear.

 

I let go of one of his cheeks to cup my ear with my hand. "Sorry bud, I didn't hear that. What did you say?"

 

"Fuck me." He giggled smiling now. "Make your sperms in my tummy."

 

"You bet sweetie..." I said as I pulled five of my six and a half inches from him and thrust back in again to the hilt shoving his body forward making him grunt. "Daddy's gonna make you a Mommy little man."

 

I held onto his hips with a tight grip as I sawed in and out of him rocking him back and forth on my rock solid cock watching myself fuck my twelve year old boy. Each time I withdrew, the circle of Alek's ring pulled outwards sliding up my shaft until the ridge of my glans tugged against it, and then it folded back in on itself when I sank my entire length back in. Fuck that always feels so fucking good; pushing through the soft velvety flesh of his insides while at the same time having the strong band of his muscle gripping me so tightly as it rolled down my cock to the root. My pace sped up and my hips thrust back and forth slapping into his cheeks again and again as we both moaned and grunted, his much smaller body bouncing off mine each time we came together until the need to feel him against me become too strong to ignore.

 

I buried my cock all the way inside and ground into him reaching around his chest under his armpits to lift him up bringing his back to my chest. His shoulders came level with my chin and I dove into his throat circling my hands around his slender waist groping his sex and taking his hard four inches into my fist. The other held his back to me with my hand on his developing chest as I thrust upwards into him again and again from behind biting down on his soft tender flesh.

 

"I love you so much sweetie..." I moaned into him pushing and pulling his hips back and forth into my groin. "I fucking love you."

 

His arms came up around my head offering me the whole of his young body as I nuzzled into his throat groping and squeezing his sex in my hand holding him to me stabbing my cock in and out through the griping ring of his hole. I could feel the rapid beating of his heart in my palm laid flat on his chest and each time I jerked into him he moaned out loud with his balls pulling up tight to his body and his lube slicked four inches like a molten spike of living flesh in my grasp.

 

I was so fucking close to blowing my load deep inside him, but if I could last just a few more seconds I knew I could get him off again before I flooded his bowels with my love. "Come for me baby... Come for your Daddy..." I panted thrusting in hard and fast again and again fucking his cock through the circle of my fist. What did it for him though was when I reached down between his legs with the other hand pressing my fingers into his taint underneath his balls squashing them in my palm.

 

"YA zbyrayusya pryyty..." He moaned in a soft stuttering whimper right next to my ear. "Ne zupynyaysya... Ne zupynyaysya."

 

I had no fucking intention of stopping. I bit down on his throat hard enough to bruise and leave a mark but I didn't care. His whole body stiffened within my arms and his head reared back over my shoulder thrusting his hips forward as his dick turned to fucking concrete in my hand before the shuddering jolt of climax hit him. I pulled the skin of his rigid cock taut at the root stretching the tendons of his frenulum as the first squirt of his orgasm shot from the tiny gaping slit arching through the air to land at least four feet in front of him on the bed covers. The sudden clamping of his muscle and the fluttering flesh of his anal walls around my own cock buried deep in his ass was enough to send me hurtling over the edge as well, and as he shot his watery jizz again and again, I felt mine rushing up my shaft as I held myself still inside him.

 

Now, every single one of you knows exactly what an orgasm feels like. It's like the worst possible itch you could ever have, and the moment you scratch it and feel that intense relief, it's a form of insanity for a few brief seconds that you wish could last forever. I felt every single contraction of Alek's juddering climax in both my hand and around my cock in his ass, and I know he felt mine even if he wasn't aware of it. The warmth of my own semen spread down my shaft inside him as it gushed from me again and again until I had nothing left to give slowly stirring my cock within the heat of his sloppy void. His chest heaved and he licked his dry lips tilting and turning his head on my shoulder to bring his mouth to mine panting his hot breath over my cheek.

 

Neither of us noticed when Martin's face disappeared from the porthole or the muffled sound of him shushing his two kids leaving Alek and I to bask in the slow waning of our shared orgasms none the wiser he'd been a witness to the forbidden love between a man and a boy. I softened and slipped from him and he turned in my arms to kiss me letting me lower him onto his back on the bed and then roll to his side as we slowly recovered our senses. He curled up against my side with his head in the crook of my shoulder, his arm over my chest and a leg draped over mine pressing his semi-hard boyhood into my thigh. We rested like that for a while until his breathing slowed, deepening as he drifted off into sleep at which point I extracted myself from him leaving him alone in bed while I showered and got dressed again before going back upstairs to make a start on dinner.

 

It was about twenty minutes later with the evening sun only just approaching the horizon when I saw a small inflatable making its way towards us from the galley looking out the aft windows over the deck to the diving platform. I'd made a start on boiling and shelling half a lobster along with a few prawns planning on making a Spanish seafood paella which was fairly quick and easy with saffron rice, lots of spices like paprika and cayenne peppers and chopped vegetables when they came alongside. Martin waved which I returned seeing he had his two kids with him, so I quickly washed my hands before stepping out onto the deck while he tied a single rope to the platform with my heart beating a little faster.

 

"Ahoy! We can come aboard?" He called out. I recognized him of course, but there was no way I'd ever forget the adorably cute nine year old boy sat between him and his equally cute younger sister. They were all blond and blue eyed like a lot of Danish people and their faces were tanned just like I supposed mine and Alek's were.

 

"Of course." I replied finding it extremely difficult to tear my eyes away from Lucas to his father's. "Nice to see you again Martin."

 

"You remember! Good, good..." He clapped his hands and stood helping his kids to jump over onto the platform. Lucas was first and he gave me a shy sort of smile before turning to hold his eight year old sister's hand as she climbed over. He wore a pair of white thigh length Chicago Bulls shorts with bright red trim at the waist and hems and a light grey Sonic the Hedgehog t-shirt that hugged his small body like cling film making me think of all sorts of ways I could get him naked and in my bed. He was really cute and so fucking hot I'd have to be dead not to be thinking what I was.

 

Martin hopped over joining his two kids and shook my hand. "I saw Bella when we were coming back from the beach earlier and I was hoping we'd see you again. You staying long?"

 

"A few days perhaps. Maybe longer if you are." His accent wasn't thick but it was most definitely there. "We are not disturbing you are we?"

 

"No, I was just making a start on dinner if you guys wanted to join us. I've got plenty." I looked at both Lucas and Anika standing either side of him when he put his hands on their shoulders.

 

"That would be good ya?" He asked them looking down at his kids nodding his head before turning back to me. "Where is your boy? He is here yes?"

 

"Yeah, he's just having a nap below. He's had a tiring day. Come inside." I said turning away up the transom steps to the aft deck smirking to myself. If only they knew I'd just given him two orgasms and come in his ass they might understand why he needed a rest. Of course I had no idea then that Martin had watched me fucking him less than a half hour ago.

 

I think I've described Ghost pretty well over the years, but I just want to reiterate that she is by no means a luxury yacht. She does have a larger interior layout than other live aboard cruisers with an open plan great house, but that's as far as it goes. There are no marble bench tops, no fancy electric blinds and no gaudy brass or gold finishings. She's more like a small, somewhat nicely furnished, two bedroom apartment than a yacht, but she still impresses most people with her space upstairs.

 

"Make yourself at home." I said pointing towards the forward couches and chairs around a low coffee table in front of the galley. "I'll go wake Alek."

 

Rounding the low balustrade of the stairwell I caught site of Lucas bending over to sit as I descended. Fuck his butt looked so good in those shorts and I remembered what he looked like topless the last time I'd seen him. He was a sexy little boy for sure. I remembered how his chest swelled only slightly with two pale flat nipples that were barely even visible on his honey bronzed skin and a slim narrow waist melding into his navel that I yearned to brush my lips and tongue over as I lowered to his crotch taking his hard little cock into my mouth. I think Martin saw me looking because he gave me a one sided smirk just as I disappeared from view.

 

Alek was sprawled naked face down on the bed where I'd left him so I gently shook his shoulder to wake him. "Hey bud... We've got visitors." He groaned and turned his head away from me. "Alek... Wake up buddy. You remember Martin and his kids? They're upstairs and they're staying for dinner so get up and get showered and come upstairs okay? And put some clothes on."

 

That got his attention. He stretched out on the bed twisting at the waist and turned his face back towards me. "Anika and Lucas are here?"

 

"Uh-huh." I replied grinning at the fact he remembered who they were and even remembering their names. But mostly I was enjoying the view of his naked back and the ass I'd fucked more times than I could count. "Be quick."

 

He rolled off the bed and although I absolutely love seeing him hard, I also really like it when he's not. When he's soft his penis is about two and a half, maybe a smidge under three inches hanging very nicely over the plump rounded orb of his still hairless balls, and I've had the pleasure of coaxing it to a firm rigid hardness in my mouth many times as he slowly woke up. He looked down at himself and then smirked at me knowing what I was thinking before he stepped into the bathroom and closed the door leaving me to wander back upstairs.

 

Martin was crouched forward on one of the couches leaning in over the coffee table talking quietly with Lucas on the other as I came to the top of the stairs by the galley while Anika sat beside him. She looked very pretty in a simple short one-piece floral dress with thin straps holding it up that left a good amount of her flat chest exposed and her long blond hair falling over her shoulders in wavy ringlets just like her brother's did. If I wasn't gay I'm sure I would've gotten hard seeing her like that, but it was her nine year old brother I was far more interested in.

 

"You guys want drinks or anything? Alek'll be a few minutes." I called out seeing Martin sit back and smiling at his son who looked over at me like he knew something I didn't. Fuck he was a cutie. There was no denying his Nordic roots with his blond hair and blue eyes staring back at me, and my heart skipped taking in the beauty of his gorgeous face. His knees were together with his hands in his lap as I opened the fridge wondering how soft his lips would feel against mine.

 

"You got a beer? None of your American shit though." Martin grinned. "These two'll have soda if you've got it."

 

Fortunately I had half a dozen Becks that I hadn't gotten through. I wasn't a big drinker so a dozen usually lasted me a month or more. I grabbed two and a couple cans of Coke for the kids. "Bottle okay?"

 

"Sure." Martin replied looking around Ghost's spacious great room settling on the helm as I made my way back to them. He and Anika were sitting in the middle of one couch which didn't leave me much option other than to sit next to Lucas on the opposite side of the coffee table after handing Martin his beer. Not that I would've chosen anywhere else to sit. I put a can down on the table for Anika and held the other out to Lucas sat next to me with a half foot separating us.

 

"Thank you." He said in a quiet shy voice. It was the first time I'd heard him speak and let me tell you right now I was imagining him moaning my name as I fucked him.

 

"You're welcome Angel." I don't even know where that came from. Angel? I'd never called anyone `Angel' before but it felt right. He looked like an angel and probably just as innocent.

 

"You've got a nice setup here." Martin said twisting the cap off his beer and taking a swig. "But you're not really sailing if you don't have sails."

 

I smiled. It was a well-rehearsed argument between sailing and motorized yachts and it wasn't the first time I'd had to defend Ghost for her electric engines. We got into a discussion of the merits of both and I found myself liking Martin more and more as I lounged back into the couch with my arm stretched out resting above Lucas' head. Stories were shared about where we'd been both before we'd met a few weeks ago and since. They'd spent some time in Italy and were on their way back to Denmark so Martin could drop his kids back to their mother in Copenhagen for three months before they'd be back with their father.

 

"We divorced two years ago so we share custody. We take turns having them three months at a time which seems to work out well enough."

 

"What about school?" I asked.

 

"They do online school. It's easier for when they're with me."

 

"Alek too."

 

While we'd been talking Anika had snuggled up to her father curling her legs underneath with his arm around her narrow waist and his hand on her thigh tracing slow circles just below the hem of her dress. It'd pulled up when she'd tucked her legs up under herself, but when she lowered the one her father's hand was on back to the couch her knee bent slightly almost like she was inviting him to touch her there. I caught a glimpse of the salmon colored panties covering the mound of her groin before his hand moved in-between as if by accident and stayed there. I cast a quick glance at Lucas who had managed to shuffle a little closer without me even noticing with a look on his face that I couldn't read. Was it jealousy? Envy? God I fucking hoped so.

 

Neither of the kids had spoken much since they'd arrived and I dearly wanted to draw Lucas out of his quiet shy shell even if it was just to hear his sweet soprano voice with his sexy Danish accent. And, I admit, I wanted him to like me more than just a little bit.

 

"So, what's the best thing you like doing when you're with your Dad?" I asked purposefully dropping my arm from the back of the couch around his shoulders glancing for only a brief moment at the silk of his bare thigh before looking him in his crystal blue eyes.

 

"I like swimming and snorkelling and bogie boarding. And I like helping my Dadda sail the boat." He grinned up at me and my heart just fucking melted. I'd seem him smile before obviously, that night I'd kept watch on him running around and playing with the other kids, but this was the first time it was directed at me.

 

"He is like a fish in the water." Martin said. "They both are. He can hold his breath for nearly two minutes now."

 

"Wow..." I gave him my best impressed face. "You'll have to show me some time. I'd love to see that." Yeah yeah I know, holding his breath wasn't the only thing I wanted to see, although it could come in useful under the right circumstances. However, those thoughts were interrupted by the clatter of Alek bounding up the stairs using both his hands and feet and we all turned to see him stand.

 

Anika's face mirrored mine when she saw him. Her legs closed trapping her Dad's hand buried within her thighs and her eyes lit up. Lucas too lent back in the couch straining his neck to see behind me and it was with great difficulty that I tore my gaze away from his tanned slender throat and the small bumps of his clavicle bones jutting out in front. My boy stood there in a pair of loose cotton sleep shorts and a black Under Armour sleeveless shirt looking sexy as fuck with one thin lanky arm at his side and the other combing his hand through his hair brushing it off his face. God he was so slim at the waist and the sleeveless shirt did nothing to hide that fact.

 

"You remember Martin and his kids don't you Alek?" I asked watching him approach.

 

"Uh-huh." He smiled and nodded at the same time. "I remember."

 

Martin pulled his hand from between Anika's thighs, a move that Alek couldn't possibly have missed, and hugged his daughter close to him. "This one sure remembers you. She hasn't stopped talking about you the last few weeks. Seems you made quite the impression."

 

He furrowed his eyebrows for a second looking at Anika and the hand that had been between her legs before glancing my way. He sat down on the couch beside Lucas looking more than a little confused. Truth be told, I was a bit confused yet hopefully optimistic at the same time. Had he been touching his daughter right in front of us? If he had, that surely could only mean one thing couldn't it?

 

I cleared my throat reaching out my hand behind Lucas to tap my boy on the shoulder. "Alek... Why don't you take Anika and Lucas outside to play while Martin and I get dinner ready."

 

"Can we swim?" Alek asked.

 

"I don't see why not if it's okay with Martin." I asked looking at him for his approval.

 

"Yes yes... Go have fun." Martin let go of his daughter as Alek stood up pulling Lucas with him leaving me feeling the loss of his small body against mine. His t-shirt rode up over his small rounded ass as he stood and my eyes went straight to it. Fuuuuck me. I wanted this kid. I'd have happily followed them out onto the aft deck just to watch him take his clothes off so I could see him naked. Alas, I only followed as far as the galley to spy on them through the window. I didn't know if they'd stripped completely or whether they'd kept their underwear on since they'd already raced down the aft steps to the diving platform and I could only see the top half before all three of them cannon balled into the water.

 

I'd left the half shelled lobster under a damp towel so I washed my hands again and made a start on shelling the other half. Martin and I talked while I prepared getting him to chop the vegetables and we both opened our second beer. There was a lull in the conversation with the sounds of our kids playing in the water a perfect backdrop for what I really wanted to know. I steeled my courage looking out the window seeing both Alek and Lucas climbing up onto the diving platform for the tenth time since they'd gone out there, and then the little guy pushed mine into the water and jumped in after him laughing. I was pretty sure all three of them were completely naked and I'd have happily given my left nut to be out there with them watching. When I turned back to Martin he smirked at me as I tried to find the right words to ask what was stewing in my mind since I'd witnessed him touching his little girl, but before I even took a breath to begin he interrupted me.

 

"Ask me after we eat okay?" He said with a smile. "I'm hungry."

 

Not as hungry as I was, except my hunger wasn't for food. I was pretty sure now that Martin was fooling around with his daughter, but whether that extended to his son as well I couldn't tell. He didn't seem to be affectionate with him the same way as he was with Anika, so maybe he was only into little girls and not boys. But the way he said what he'd just said left me with no doubt I was going to find out.

 

"Sure." I replied trying to put as much meaning into that one single word as I could letting him know this conversation wasn't finished. He just grinned at me and took a sip of his beer. I'd already soaked the rice so we set about sautéing a couple chopped onions in a large fry pan with some olive oil before draining and adding the rice and the water I'd boiled the lobster in. But this isn't a cooking show so I'm not going to bore you with details except to say we added garlic, saffron, paprika, cayenne and aleppo peppers, chopped tomatoes, green beans and then brought it to the boil before covering it and leaving it to simmer for about twenty minutes.

 

We went outside on the aft deck to watch the kids play, but I couldn't possibly sit idly by, not when Lucas was just a few steps away and completely naked. Christ he was fucking beautiful. The sun was just beginning to set over the horizon bathing his lithe young body in a shimmering golden hue as the water flowed from his honey bronzed skin and I couldn't help but stare. He was stunning, and with his back to me my eyes went to the small rounded cheeks of his ass and the shadowed divide in-between as I felt my cock respond wishing he'd turn around to show me what was in front. He was only nine so I knew it wouldn't be more than an inch and a half soft at most, but fuck I wanted to see his hairless little cock and the smooth, utterly barren terrain of his pubis.

 

Alek stood beside him facing away as well just as naked as the other two a good head taller than Lucas was. Anika laughed and giggled held up in his arms with her legs wrapped around his waist digging her heels between his thighs under his ass as she clung onto him. Her hands gripped the back of his neck as she let her body lean away from his showing off her flat chest looking like she wanted him to fuck her. I'm not sure if we made a sound, but something made Alek turn to look at us watching them, and that's when I noticed he was erect. The shaft of his rock hard four inches pressed vertically between the puffy, slightly parted slit of her preteen vagina with his glans hovering over her hairless mound in a testament to just how turned on he was by a girl three years younger. But what I also noticed was that Lucas too was starting at it intently with his own hands in front playing with himself.

 

Forgetting he was naked for just a moment, Lucas turned when Alek did looking to see what had caught his attention and froze seeing me staring back at him. My God he was magnificent. His erection pointed skywards a few degrees off from the silk of his bald navel with his thumb on top over his slender shaft and fingers underneath in a classic young boy's grip pulling the band of his frilly skin taut. It was perhaps somewhere between two and a half and three inches, but his other hand hid where it was attached cupping the tight orb of his small crinkled balls squashing them in his palm. Even from where I stood I could make out the crimson of his meandering bead starting about half way down his short length only to disappear under his hand and, presumably, to bisect his immature balls right down the middle. Absolutely fucking magnificent.

 

He yelped. Yeah... He actually yelped once the shock of discovery had passed. His eyebrows shot up on his forehead in panic and his hands covered his hard little dick, and then he turned jumping back into the water to hide his embarrassment.

 

It was cute how shy he was, and it was such a fucking turn on because he was obviously only self-conscious in front of me. There was no way he hadn't been naked around his Dad having not seen a single tan line anywhere on his sexy little body, and he had no qualms about being nude in front of his sister or Alek, so it had to be me right? His head popped up with his darkened blond hair plastered to his face as he fisted the water from his eyes and brushed it aside. He swished his thin arms in the water twisting his body around to see us all looking at him.

 

"Did he see?" He asked quietly hiding behind his hands obviously referring to me.

 

"Yes my sweet treasure." Martin laughed. "He saw your hard little diller."

 

"Gå væk." Lucas whined, his voice a little louder this time. I had no clue what it meant and so I looked at Martin standing beside me as Lucas once again lowered his face into the water with just his eyes and forehead above watching us.

 

"He wants us to go away."

 

I really didn't want to embarrass him any more than he already was and have him hate me for staying when he clearly didn't want me seeing him naked, so I shrugged and lifted the bottle to my lips. I was about to do as he'd asked and leave when Alek piped up still holding onto Anika with his hardness pressed against the fold of her little cunt.

 

"He see me naked and boned all the time see?" He said turning towards us thrusting his hips making Anika smile a mile wide. Both Martin and I could see his erection from tip to root and the few very fine, short blond wispy hairs that grew there.

 

"I bet..." Martin gave a short laugh mumbling under his breath. I wasn't even sure I heard him but, Jesus... If I couldn't fuck Lucas then I needed them to piss off real fucking soon so I could plow my cock so deep in his ass again he'd have trouble walking tomorrow.

 

"Maybe we should go back inside." I grinned turning from the hot as fuck scene in front of us not sure how well I was doing to hide my own arousal. "The rice will be almost ready by now."

 

Martin took another sip of his beer looking down at his eight year old daughter grinding herself into Alek's hardness with a thoughtful expression on his face. "Do not drop her. She is my little Princess yes?"

 

Dinner took another twenty minutes to prepare, and after adding the prawns and then the lobster we let it sit for five minutes on a low heat. Martin went and told the kids it was time to get out and wash up. He grabbed some towels and threw them at them on the aft deck while I set the table outside since it was a warm night thinking it'd be nice eating under the darkening sky. I caught a glimpse of Lucas' naked body as he pulled himself out of the water before he saw me and turned his back. If he thought he was hiding himself from me he was very much mistaken because his cute little ass was just as enticing as the front. I went inside to get all three of them another Coke and the last two beers for myself and Martin and came back outside placing the paella in the center of the table as we all sat down to eat.

 

Much to my disappointment the kids had put their underwear back on but they were still mostly naked otherwise. I couldn't help stealing glances at Lucas' slim and slender body whenever I thought I could get away with it. He was in a pair of sky blue boxer briefs looking very similar to the swimmers he'd worn the first time I'd met him, and the small lump of his now flaccid sex was like a beacon drawing my eyes to it every chance I got. It seemed he'd gotten over his embarrassment at me seeing him naked sitting beside me with Alek on his other side as Martin dished Anika's food setting it down in front of her. When Lucas stood to reach for the serving spoon to get his own, both mine and Alek's heads turned looking at his cute little rounded ass sharing a silent grin knowing each other's thoughts. I think I wasn't the only one who wanted a piece of that.

 

We were close enough that our elbows kept bumping each other's and I found myself doing it on purpose giving Lucas a wink sorely tempted to drop a hand underneath the table and put it on his bare thigh. I didn't though. Anika was just as captivated by Alek as I was with her brother and she'd whisper into her father's ear and then pull away giggling. It was nice just sat there eating with two very cute and handsome boys at my side enjoying the warm night air and food, but it was fucking torture having a near naked Lucas so close to me wanting desperately to feel the silk of his skin under my roaming hands. I studied the fine peach fuzz on his skinny little arms and at the nape of his neck wishing I could kiss him there holding him to me as I gently caressed the tiny nubs of his nipples slowly inching my way down over his sex between his legs.

 

I had a hard time concentrating on the conversation going on around me because every time he looked at me or his body bumped into mine it started all over again. Martin got up taking our empty dishes to the galley and Alek joined him getting a tub of ice-cream and bowls for us all and we enjoyed desert under a cloudless night sky. When we were about done the conversation turned to our plans for the next few weeks.

 

"You should follow us to Copenhagen." Martin said pulling Anika into his side with an arm around her naked shoulder. "They can spend time with Alek before they go back to their mother... And after that we can meet again in three months yes?"

 

Well, we had nothing better planned and there was no way I was going to pass up any opportunity to see more of Lucas even if nothing ever happened. I gave a non-committal, "Yeah, maybe..." That was until Lucas looked at me with his sad crystal blue doe-eyes.

 

"Can I stay on your boat with you and Alek if you do?"

 

I looked into his eyes and my mind was made up. Fuck, he was so God damned adorable and cute and sexy and... and I don't know what else, but I was a fucking goner. "Of course you can Angel." I look over at Martin. "So long as your dad says it's okay. I don't want him to miss his special boy too much."

 

"It fine by me." Martin said looking at his son. "We still have three weeks and I will see him in every port along the way." He looked back at me pulling his arms from around Anika's small body snuggled into his side making it sound like he expected Lucas would stay with us the entire time. "We celebrate new friends yes? I have a bottle of Akvavit on Bella I get and we drink."

 

He stood, picking Anika up in his arms and carried her around the table to Alek putting her down on his lap. "You take care of my Princess while I'm gone. I'll be back soon and we have little party."

 

It was like he was fucking giddy. Something was definitely up with him; he'd seen how hard Alek had been and the way he was holding her earlier with his cock all but inside her, and the way she'd ground herself against him... If someone had asked me right then whether or not I thought Martin had fucked his daughter, I'd have said yes in a heartbeat. There was no way she didn't know what she was doing. But Lucas? He seemed so shy and innocent I couldn't imagine he even knew what his dick was for other than pissing from.

 

Bella wasn't that far away and it only took him a few minutes to untie the small skiff they'd arrived in and motor over. While he was gone I asked Lucas to help me take the empty bowls and glasses into the galley and stack everything into the dishwasher leaving Alek and Anika out on the aft deck alone. I rinsed, handing him each bowl and glass watching him putting them in the washer draw with a bird's eye view of his ass whenever he turned to place the next item in. Wearing just his sky blue boxer briefs I could feel my cock swelling in my shorts having to adjust myself because I was so turned on at how small and slender his sexy little body was, but then his Dad came back carrying a full bottle and a small zipped pouch in his hands.

 

As I followed him back outside onto the aft deck I saw Alek and Anika had moved to the outdoor couches with her still sitting on his lap facing him with her legs spread wide. He quickly pulled his hand from between her legs with his fingers slipping from the waist of her salmon bikini panties as Martin came up the transom steps from the diving platform and gave me a look imploring me not to say anything. I couldn't blame him really. She was cute, but she was still a girl and I'd have preferred him not to be as interested in her as he obviously was. I'm not sure if Lucas realized what he'd been doing with his sister or not, but I put a hand on his naked shoulder and sat down next to them pulling him in-between my legs.

 

Martin put the bottle on the deck along with the small zip bag and sat on the opposite couch facing us. "Come here my Princess." He waved his daughter over. "Alek, could you get us three small glasses please?"

 

"Just two..." I corrected looking to my side at Alek. "And it's the shot glasses you want. They're in the same cabinet as the other glasses. About this big." I held my finger and thumb about three inches apart.

 

"He is old enough to have a small taste no?" Martin grinned at me turning Anika around. He folded his arms around her pulling her back to sit in his lap facing outwards with her legs splayed wide. "One will not damage him."

 

"One. No more." I conceded letting the back of my fingers on both hands glide down Lucas' arms to his narrow waist. I held him just above the band of his boxer briefs and leaned back into the couch bringing him with me, and for the first time I felt the warmth of his young body against mine as Alek got up unable to tear his eyes away from the cloth covered camel-toe of Anika's mound between her legs. We could all see he was tenting his briefs big time, but he didn't seem to care. I think he wanted her to see he was hard.

 

Just like I was; except no one could see the six and a half inch hill my cock made in my shorts from my balls all the way to the bronze button fly. There was no fucking way Lucas didn't feel it between the valley of his cheeks when I pulled him down to sit his ass right on top of it. And yes, I did kinda push up into him trying to keep the expression on my face as neutral as I could showing anything other than what I was feeling. His legs were together inside mine as he laid back into my chest holding my forearms wrapped around him in his small hands and I turned my head into the curve of his neck breathing in his smell. Pure fucking boy just like Alek and Olivier had been at his age.

 

I chanced a quick glance at Martin when Alek came back with the three shot glasses and saw him looking back at me with a smirk on his face. He sat up and lent forward on his couch reaching around his daughter in his lap spreading his legs which in turn spread Anikia's even further apart, and I was pretty fucking sure he was just as hard as I was. "This is finest Danish Akvavit. You will like." He said picking up the bottle by his feet and pulling the cork from the neck. He held it to his nose and breathed deeply before pouring three shots of crystal clear liquid into the glasses passing two up for Alek to take one at a time. His other hand stayed where it was laid flat high inside his daughter's thigh.

 

"One for your Dad and other for you."

 

One of my hands had also found its way to the inside of Lucas' thigh as well with my thumb close enough to the small pouch of his balls contained in his boxer briefs that I could've moved it just an inch to brush against them. Rather than taking that hand away I used the other when Alek handed me the shot glass being very careful not to spill any and then sat down next to us taking a tentative sniff of his own.

 

"Just sip it okay?" I said. "It'll be strong."

 

"Skål." Martin tipped his head back downing the shot in one hit reaching for the bottle again as soon as he'd swallowed. I however, was a little less enthusiastic and tested it first. It was indeed strong, and far too easy to drink as I'd soon find out. I was more than a little surprised when I put my glass down at the same time Alek did seeing him scrunching his face as he swallowed feeling the burn of the alcohol slide down his throat.

 

"Good yes? We have one more. Alek... Come."

 

"One's enough for him." I said feeling the heat of the alcohol spreading to my stomach and making me even harder.

 

"Just one more. He is almost like man now."

 

Alek looked at me with his puppy dog eyes. "Please?" He whispered. "I'll do whatever you want."

 

God Damn him. "Fine... Just one more. I don't want you getting drunk."

 

Martin poured the shots and Alek again handed me mine with Lucas and Anika watching. Anika turned her head so she could whisper in her Dad's ear and I saw him smile and nod holding his glass to her lips. I was shocked, but not surprised to see him letting his eight year old daughter take a small sip before he downed the rest once again.

 

"Lucas can have sip of yours. It's okay... he's had it before."

 

My fingers were tracing circles on his inner thigh with my other arm around his small lean body holding the shot glass when I felt him shift in my lap lifting both legs over mine spreading them apart. Any objections I might've had flew out the fucking window right about then because when his ass ground into my achingly hard cock I very nearly shot my load into my shorts. He lifted one hand taking hold of my wrist and leaned forward slightly to bring the glass to his lips drawing about a fifth of its contents into his mouth. He swallowed and licked his ruby red lips letting out a breath as I pushed up into his ass bringing the glass to my own lips right where his had been and tipped it back. There was no fucking way Martin could've missed the lust written all over my face for his nine year old little boy right then. My heart pounded and my breath was staggered coming out in gasps as I gently caressed the silk of his inner thigh so close to the small lump in his sexy as fuck sky blue boxer briefs wondering if I could cum in my shorts without Martin knowing. There would sure as hell be no hiding the fact from Lucas when he felt it throbbing beneath him, nor the hot sticky mess that would seep through onto his skin afterwards.

 

"Do you mind if I smoke?" Martin asked clearing his throat and bent down to the little zip bag he'd brought with him.

 

I hadn't smoked since I was in my 20's, but God I felt like having one then. I hated the taste and the stink, but when I saw what he meant I raised my eyebrows. It wasn't tobacco, and he had two of them in his hand along with a lighter. I didn't object when he asked Alek to line up another round of three glasses filled to the brim as he lit the first joint over Anika's shoulder.

 

"You want?" He asked holding it out for Alek to pass to me.

 

I nodded mutely and reached for it with my free hand. Unfortunately I had to take my other hand away from the warmth of Lucas' inner thigh when Alek also passed the full shot glass to me trying to keep the smoke away from Lucas' face.

 

"No more after that." I told him having at least that much presence of mind while Martin lit the second joint. "I'm serious sweetie... No more."

 

Fuck, I hadn't smoked marijuana in years. I held it above Lucas' head and brought it to my lips sucking in a deep lungful holding it for as long as I could. I tipped my head back blowing the hazy blue smoke into the night sky and when I looked back Alek had already downed his thirst glass. I didn't stop him when Lucas brought my glass back to his lips still holding onto my wrist making a loud slurping sound drawing at least a quarter of the strong alcohol into his mouth.

 

Martin too breathed in deep and let it out looking to my boy. "Your Dad is right. Three is good number to get in mood but not fall asleep."

 

Alek grinned and giggled like I hadn't heard since he was ten. "In the mood for what?"

 

"For fucking." Martin grinned shifting his eyes to me taking another deep hit. "I see you two through window before we arrive."

 

I suppose I should've been more apprehensive than I was, but I'd seen it coming. Well, not this exactly. Not the part about him seeing me fucking my supposed twelve year old `son', because that was definitely a surprise for sure. But everything about the night so far all started to make sense in that moment and I relaxed a little lifting the joint to my lips right next to his son's ear. I took a drag holding it for a few seconds seeing Alek looking at me out of the corner of my eye while keeping mine on Martin's and blew it out.

 

"Busted... Although," I paused as if contemplating my next words. "... I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one here who's been fucking his kids."

 

"This is true yes." Martin laughed nodding his head. "But only with my little Princess." His hand then delved down between Anika's spread thighs over her panties with the pad of his middle finger pressing lightly into the crease of her vagina. All three sets of eyes watched as he brought that same finger up to his mouth soaking it in saliva before bringing it back down pushing the crotch of her underwear to one side exposing her hairless pussy for us all to see.

 

I'm not into girls but I can see the appeal. The mound of her mons was silky smooth and pronounced above the hood of her tiny clit, and the folds of her labia was a rose tinted pink, slightly parted, and when Martin curled his finger to the second knuckle inside her she pushed up into it rolling her head back on his shoulder clearly loving having her father molest her.

 

"Ebat' padub..." Alek whispered. Holly fuck indeed. I was never more aware of where my own hand was on Lucas' thigh as I instinctively spread my knees forcing his legs even further apart and reached down with my finger to his taint just under the small rounded purse of his balls. Martin took another hit of his joint as his finger withdrew and pushed back in turning his eight year old daughter's head to face him. With his lungs full of smoke he slowly let it out, his mouth only a half inch from hers as she breathed it in and then he looked to me with a grin pointing with his eyes to Lucas' crotch.

 

"He wants you to do the same."

 

So focused on where Martin's finger was and what it was doing, I hadn't witnessed the hardening of Lucas' erect almost three inches pushing out the fabric of his boxer briefs. And, it seemed, he was also as blissfully unaware as I was. He glanced down and his hands shot to cover himself but we'd all seen how aroused he was.

 

With Alek sat beside me finally turning his attention away from Anika to Lucas and his hands covering his sex, I leaned in close to the younger boy's ear. His Dad had just given me an open invitation to molest his nine year old son sat in my lap, and if what he said was true, that he wanted me to touch him there the same way his Dad was doing with his sister, I wasn't about to deny him. "Don't be shy sweetie... Do you want me to touch you like your Daddy's touching Anika?"

 

He shrank in my arms trying to pull his legs together but he couldn't get them over mine. "I don't want you to see. It's smaller than everyone else's." He said in a quiet embarrassed voice squirming in my lap making me even harder.

 

I looked to my side seeing Alek pinching the end of his hard four inches over his own briefs with his eyes flicking between Lucas' crotch and Martin's finger moving in and out of Anika's bald little pussy.

 

"But I've already seen it remember?" I again whispered next to Lucas' ear and brought my hands up over his moving them both aside. "I think it's beautiful and maybe even bigger than most nine year old boys. Alek was about the same size when he was your age."

 

As I said those words I traced the tips of two fingers from the compact, rounded orb of his balls along the cotton bound narrow shaft of his preteen cock and back down again before palming it completely in my hand. I gave his balls a gentle squeeze between my fingers feeling for the tiny pea sized nuggets held inside moving my hand back and forth a half inch at a time moulding it around his boyhood. Lucas' mouth hung open and he stuttered a sharp intake of breath pressing the back of his head into my shoulder and clutched at my forearms with his hands. No one, not even his Dad had touched him there since he'd been a little kid, and I felt him push up into my hand hard as an iron fucking bar.

 

"Aleeek..." Martin stage whispered to my boy getting his attention. "Grab the blunt from your Dad before he burns himself and give it a try." I wasn't even paying attention to what he'd said, except to realize I no longer held it in my hand which I now used to roam and caress Lucas' supple young body from his chest all the way down to the band of his boxer briefs. I kissed his naked shoulder slowly groping and squeezing his sex while gently thrusting my hips humping into his ass and bringing my other hand back up to graze my thumb over a tiny erect nipple.

 

I didn't look up the first time Alek coughed next to me, nor when he took his second hit and managed to hold it in for a few seconds. "Again... but blow it into his mouth this time." Martin's voice barely registered.

 

"Can I see it Lucas?" I nuzzled into his throat breathing in the smell of him and squeezed his small cock and balls a little harder as Alek got up onto his knees beside us. He knew exactly what I meant when he nodded his head very slightly just as Alek moved in bringing their mouths within an inch of each other and then Lucas breathed in as my boy slowly blew out. Fuck it was erotic as hell. Lucas sucked his stomach in as I slid my hands up from the taut fabric of his briefs stretching over his incredibly hard little cock to his belly almost covering it entirely. My fingers trailed the length of his thin shaft and dug in under the waistband lifting it away from his navel watching Alek press his lips to the younger boys and open his mouth teasing him with his tongue as wisps of smoke passed between them.

 

I thought I was going to fucking explode. First, it was just the tip of his cock that appeared hovering above the smoothness of his silky mound between my hands, but when my fingers made contact about half way down his short length I pushed his briefs under his balls exposing everything that made him a boy. I was literally shaking with a desire so strong wanting to feel his bare hardness with my fingers while I struggled to pull his briefs as far down his thighs as I could. He lifted up slightly allowing the rear to scrape over the aching bulge of my own cock trapped in my shorts under his ass and settled back down with his now naked butt hugging my prick between his cheeks. His glans peeked out from within the frilly band of his partially retracted hood, and when I took his diamond hard shaft between two fingers and a thumb the tiny slit at the tip gaped open as I pulled it down.

 

Alek's cock was beautiful and I loved him like my own son, but Lucas was something else. It was so delicate and soft yet so fucking hard at its core, and his small mushroomed head was pulled so taut it shined in the dim amber glow from Ghost's deck lights. I nuzzled into his throat while the two boys made out rolling the loose skin over his glans and back down again slowly masturbating him and very gently thrusting my hips. Alek's hand joined mine cupping Lucas' small rounded sac in his palm teaching the younger boy how to kiss with their mouths open and tongues delving in and out until he pulled away.

 

"Can I suck him?" He asked wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and swallowing their shared saliva.

 

I was about to tell him he should be asking Lucas that question when Martin spoke up having been watching us for the last two minutes. "Why don't you leave that for your Dad and come over here with us."

 

"But I want..." He started but Martin cut him off.

 

"I know you do and I'm sure he'll let you do that a little later if you still want to. But I think Anika would really like it if you did that to her first. Have you ever fucked a girl before?"

 

Alek's eyes lowered to the pink folds of Anika's hairless pussy held open by two of Martin's fingers at either side with a third buried in the crimson center as his thumb rubbed in circles over her tiny clit. I knew he hadn't because he'd told me the first day we'd met, and as far as I knew he hadn't been with a girl the whole time he'd been with me. He shook his head and glanced back at me as if to gauge my reaction pinching the end of his erect dick through his boxers.

 

"Can I?" He asked with more than just a little hope in his still unbroken voice.

 

"You don't need my permission sweetie..." I replied kissing the side of Lucas' face right next to mine rolling his foreskin up and down over his glans knowing that my mouth would be the first he felt going down on him. "But you do need hers okay? You have to ask her if she wants you to."

 

I turned Lucas' head with my hand on his chin and leaned down bringing my mouth to his, but before I kissed him I whispered so only he could hear. "What about you sweetheart? Do I have your permission to make love to you as well?"

 

It was unfair of me I know. He was experiencing so much for the first time right then that I'm sure he would've agreed to just about anything so long as I kept doing what I was doing to his hard little cock. He nodded his head and shuddered when I rubbed the pad of my thumb over his dry glans before curling my fist around it covering it completely. Fuck it was like a red hot bar of iron. I gave it a squeeze as I brought my lips to his brushing against the seal of his mouth with a feathery touch. Alek left my side but I wasn't paying any attention being far too adsorbed in the feeling of Lucas' lips on mine. They were soft and warm and wet with Alek's saliva as they parted with my tongue tracing between them seeking entry as our breaths washed over each other's cheeks. My eyes remained open looking down his slender little body at my hand jacking his nine year old cock watching Alek as he approached Martin and his daughter. He pushed his boxers off and stepped out of them letting Anika get a good long look at his cock with a wide grin on her face, and when she nodded her assent he got down on his knees between Martin's legs lowering his face and mouth to the hairless gape of her crimson slit.

 

I have no idea if Martin was watching me kissing his son so sensuously and with such care gently coaxing his lips further apart while at the same time slowly moving my thumb and fingers up and down the rigid shaft of his slender three inches, but I couldn't have cared less. I was lost in a world of sweet boyish innocence and the taste of his mouth as I pulled his face to mine by the back of his head turning to fit into him, and then it happened. His jaw slacked open allowing my larger adult tongue to snake inside finding his and slowly circle around it. He giggled into my open mouth with the sound of his boyish voice turning me on so fucking much feeling him smile even as he gave the first tentative flick in response. When he did, I was pretty fucking sure I felt his cock twitch in my fingers threatening to slap back onto the barren mound of his pubis like a coiled spring if I let go which I had absolutely no intention of doing.

 

It wasn't long before Lucas pushed back with his own small tongue flicking and sliding over mine, his jaw opening and closing and his head moving in circles just as I was doing breathing hard like he was running a marathon. His butt cheeks clenched and relaxed again and again on my rock hard cock underneath him as he tried desperately to thrust his hips in an uncoordinated effort on each downward stroke I made on his sex nearly driving me insane with lust. I fucking love it when a boy as young as Lucas is having absolutely no concept or idea of the urges radiating from his groin, and he definitely didn't know how to deal with them except to let it out in muffled whimpers into my mouth and let nature take its course.

 

However, as I'm sure some of you know, a nine year old boy is incapable of producing his own natural lubricant, so his foreskin rolled dryly over his small glans peeling away each time I pulled it down. I withdrew my tongue from his mouth capturing his bottom lip in my own as I laid his hardness against his barren mound bringing my fingers up to his chin.

 

"Open your mouth." I whispered breathing warm air into it and traced the two fingers that had just been holding his dick along his lower lip folding it outwards. They slipped inside over his new adult teeth at the front and then the soft wet cushion of his small slippery tongue as his lips closed letting me spread them apart either side feeling it slither between them.

 

"Get them as slippery as you can sweetie..." I whispered holding onto the back of his head grazing my lips along his cheek kissing to his ear. "It's going to feel so much better when they're wet." His soft little tongue swirled and flicked between my fingers as I tried to catch it between them feeling the tickle of pre surging up my cock only to leak into my briefs at how slick it was. Fuck, if it felt this good on my fingers I couldn't wait to introduce him to the weeping head of my bloated glans drooling pre onto his small soft tongue watching his wet lips nursing on the just the first inch or two.

 

But, as much as it was turning me on feeling and watching him learn to fellate my fingers like I was sure he'd be doing on my cock at some point a little later, I slowly withdrew them from between his lips making sure to gather as much of his saliva as I could and then reached down again between his legs. My lips pressed against his when I pulled him to me with my hand at the back of his head and he opened wide locking the hollow of his cheeks to mine as his small slippery tongue came forward. His little cock jolted and he huffed into my mouth giggling very quietly when I touched it, lifting it from his hairless mound and running my fingers over his glans slicking it with his own saliva as I gently pulled up and down two inches at a time.

 

The now wet sheath of his foreskin moved effortlessly over his short slender length with the barren mound of his groin rising when ground my aching cock into the soft pillow of his ass from underneath. I was on fire with a longing I wasn't sure I could contain and I was panting in deep quivering breaths into his face as I pushed his small slick tongue back with mine filling his mouth. His warm breath was hot on my cheek with his head turned to me as I gave pleasure to his rigid little stork between my thumb and two fingers pressing the others into the rounded globe of his small hairless balls.

 

We must have been at it for a while because when I heard Anika let out a stuttered moan and Martin's low gravelly voice encouraging my boy on I opened my eyes to look across at them. Her chin was thrust up into the air with her head rolling back over Martin's shoulder and her flat naked chest arched upwards as the gurgling laughter of a shuddering orgasm spread from her groin to her flushed face. Alek had both hands high on her inner thighs pushing them apart with his sloppy mouth sealed over her pussy and, I assumed, his tongue working its magic between the crimson folds within. Martin nuzzled into her throat watching Alek bringing his little girl to climax with his mouth and pinched one of her tiny erect nipples between his thumb and finger as her cries of preteen pleasure carried over the water surrounding us.

 

It was a fucking good job we were so far away from any other yachts and that we were mostly hidden from view by the enclosed gunwale that surrounded Ghost's aft deck, otherwise I'm sure that sound would have drawn some unwanted attention. However, what I was most concerned about was the fact that I wasn't already on the floor kneeling between Lucas' wide spread legs giving his rock solid little cock the same treatment. You'll have to excuse the very intentional pun, but I was about to blow his fucking mind.

 

At the time I suspected he'd never actually experienced orgasm, which he confirmed only a few minutes later, so there was no way I was ever going to allow his first to be wasted twitching and throbbing and shooting blanks into the night air. Not on your fucking life it wasn't.

 

I gently pulled down on the loose skin of his three inch erection with my thumb and fingers at the root holding it up as I closed my mouth lingering on his soft wet lips a moment before whispering to him. "Can I do that for you too sweetie? What Alek just did for your sister?"

 

His eyes left his sister with her legs splayed wide on her father's lap and the back of Alek's head still slowly moving between them looking at me almost cross-eyed. His brow furrowed on his forehead as he thought about what I'd just asked. "But I don't have a front hole."

 

God, was he really that fucking innocent? Surely he'd seen Anika sucking his Dad off at least once even if he wasn't supposed to. "No..." I smiled rubbing the tip of my nose against his. "You've got something much better."

 

"What?" He asked still not getting it.

 

I wriggled my thumb and fingers at the root of his preteen cock waving it in the air. "This... It feels really good when someone you trust puts it in his mouth and sucks on it. Do you trust me?"

 

He nodded his head but didn't say a word. I guess he was trying to digest what I was about to do. "Good boy. Hop off and sit here okay?" I told him patting the cushions next to us glancing across at the others. It looked to me like Alek was well on his way to getting Anika off again because she was panting and moaning like a little slut gyrating her tiny hips thrusting her bald cunt up at him as he continued to eat her out. Martin looked at me mouthing a silent `Fuuuuck!' watching him and grinding his own cock into her from underneath obviously as turned on as I was but for very different reasons.

 

Giving Lucas' slender shaft a gentle squeeze I rolled his skin up over his glans before reluctantly releasing my hold to let the boy's hardness slap down onto his bare mound. I closed my legs and slipped my hands underneath the back of his thighs easily lifting him up as I rolled to the side letting him drop to the couch beside me. We both looked down at his rigid preteen sex hovering over the flat plane of his hairless mound with the waistband of his boxer briefs stretched across his upper thighs, but then he craned his head to look back up at me.

 

"Should I take my undies off?"

 

"HmHmm..." I grinned. He lifted his knees to his chest peeling the sky blue briefs down his legs as I slid to the deck pulling my own thin cotton shirt off and turned to face him. When he pulled them off over his feet his small hairless balls were wedged between his thighs with the crimson pink bead of his seam running down over the smoothness of his perineum and, below that, the dusty cave of his anus. Fuck... I hoped like hell I'd become very familiar with that part of him sometime within the next few minutes, but if I didn't there was always tomorrow. Or the next day. Or any day for the next three weeks for that matter.

 

Putting both hands on his knees I pushed them apart bringing his legs down to the couch which hid his virgin hole from my gaze as I shuffled forward looking up into his angelic face. The fringe of his blond wavy hair fell over his forehead above the crystal blue of his eyes.

 

"Are you going to suck my dick for real?" He asked glancing down at my chest and stomach and back up to my face.

 

"For real..." I grinned leaning over his young body and running my hands up the outside of his thighs to his hips and then further holding onto his slim narrow waist. "You're gonna love it I promise."

 

He was slouched down into the couch with his ass right on the edge. His legs were spread wide making room for me to fit in-between and he watched as I brought my lips to his flat prepubescent chest flicking the tip of my tongue over a tiny erect nub. I could feel the naked length of his small cock on my stomach as I leaned over him sealing my mouth and lavishing the pale areola of his nipple making him giggle and squirm. God I loved that sound. I was so fucking turned on by this young nine year old boy, and hearing him making those sounds because of what I was doing had my cock leaking like a faucet trapped in my briefs begging for release.

 

"Mmmmmm..." I hummed feeling his rapid heartbeat as I roamed my hands up his sides trailing my tongue over to the other nipple and his skinny little arms wrapped around my head holding me in place.

 

"It tickles..." Lucas giggled in his high pitched soprano voice and I looked up into his beaming face.

 

"What... here?" I grinned pinging his nip again with my tongue.

 

"No. Down there... like way under my nuts."

 

God damn this boy was hardwired for sex. Why his Dad hadn't ever shown him the same kind of love he showed his daughter I'll never fucking understand, but I was grateful for it. Lucas was the first boy I'd been with who hadn't even had his dick sucked so I was going to enjoy teaching him just how good it could feel, and if everything went as I thought it would I figured my chances of robbing him of his virginity were pretty fucking high.

 

"Feels good yeah?" I teased stroking my palm down to his pelvis and reached out with my thumb pressing into his taint right under the contracted globe of his balls. He sucked in a breath and his mouth gaped open nodding his head. "Just wait til I suck on it."

 

I lowered my mouth back to his smooth boyishly immature chest, but rather than going for one of his nipples I instead slowly traced the tip of my tongue down the shallow inward curve at the center to his sternum shuffling back on my knees between his legs getting closer and closer to his rock hard and hairless cock. His stomach was flat and firm and at its center his cute dimpled innie belly button was hardly big enough to fit my little finger into, but I had no trouble poking the tip of my tongue inside making him squirm and laugh even louder. Being as close as I was I could smell the sweet scent of his sex as I roamed my hands over the bony protrusions of his pelvis and then inside to the silk of his inner thighs kissing and licking down under his navel. He was so stiff that his short preteen cock stood straight up against my cheek and the small mushroomed head was right there next to my mouth, but I ignored it in favor of brushing the satin of his bare pubis with my lips and breathing in the scent of his sex.

 

Behind me, Alek brought Anika to another tongue and finger induced orgasm giggling through her climax while I breathed in Lucas' smell soaking his hairless mound in saliva nuzzling into the root of his cock. I didn't turn or look around when I heard shuffling behind me or when Martin told my boy he wanted to watch him fuck his little girl. Nothing, not even watching Alek sinking his four inches into a girl for the very first time could deter me from closing my lips around the small rounded globe of Lucas' balls drawing them both into my mouth as I looked up at his face to gauge his reaction.

 

His mouth hung open and his eyebrows rose up on his forehead staring down at me with a look of gleeful astonishment that anything could feel as good as what I was doing, but he hadn't felt anything yet. I slipped a thumb under my bottom lip pressing into the swollen bulge of his taint while at the same time roving my tongue around his balls prodding at the tiny nuggets and chasing them in his soft smooth sac pushing his legs as far apart as I could. The tendons between his groin and thighs stretched taut lifting his crotch to my face with his eyes wide open watching me closing my lips around the whole of his scrotum with my nose half way along the shaft of his ivory cock pressing it against the barren skin of his pubis. God he smelt so fucking good.

 

A boy only gets his dick sucked for the first time once, so I was going to damn well make sure he remembered this for the rest of his life because I knew I sure as fuck would. I slowly moved up to the root of his cock letting his sac slip from my lips replacing them with my palm surrounding his sex between my thumb and fingers squashing them to his body and blowing hot air over his quivering erection. From this close I could see the thin, tiny blue veins just under the surface meandering along his slender shaft and the frilly ribbon of his foreskin bunching around the flared ridge as I trailed the tip of my tongue to meet it watching his eyes the whole time. I don't know if it was fear or disbelief or even a wanton desire at what I was about to do that I saw, but fuck, the look he gave me was erotic as hell and it turned me on so God damned much.

 

But, and I admit I'm a complete asshole for doing it; I waited to see if he'd find his voice and actually ask me to suck him. I flicked my tongue into the groove of his tiny frenulum looking up as I curled two fingers underneath ready to lift it to my mouth watching his nostrils flare and his soft, wet pink lips part in anticipation of his very first blow job. I waited for perhaps five seconds before he broke.

 

"Suck it..." He whispered looking down from behind his half hooded eyes with his chin on his chest and balling his hands into small fists. It was the cue I'd been waiting for and I gave him exactly what he wanted; what I'd wanted to do since the first time I'd laid eyes on him. I levered the three inches of his granite hardness from his hairless mound having to pull against the natural spring of his cock holding it back to about seventy degrees creating a tiny concaved depression at his root. My lips pressed against his frenulum and I felt his cock jump when I slipped them over his glans capturing it within the warm fleshy heat. My mouth was a sea of saliva as I turned my head down to the silky smoothness of his bare pubis before sliding along his short slender shaft all the way to the root savoring the taste of his preteen sex. I caved my cheeks and held his fiery hot little cock to the roof of my mouth with the cushion of my tongue massaging back and forth underneath, and that was when I heard the quiet stuttered moan of his unbridled pleasure.

 

Jesus... Young boys get so fucking hard don't they? Especially when they've got their preteen cock buried in a man's warm hot mouth sucking them off for the first time in their lives. It's like they can't quite believe you're actually doing it or how good it feels in there. I kept my lips pursed tight around his thin narrow shaft and pulled up rolling his foreskin over the ridge of his glans with my thumb and fingers at the base holding it back just enough to burrow the tip of my tongue into the frilly nozzle I'd created. His cock jerked and he giggled quietly as I circled his tiny slit peeling his foreskin back again with my thumb and fingers following with my lips to bury my nose into the plush of his silky smooth mound. His shaft was warm on my lips as I drew up its short length and plunged back down again and again, but the small bulb of his glans was like a hot molten cap sliding in and out aided by the slick film of saliva that coated it.

 

When he began to slowly gyrate his bony hips trying to match my downward plunge I reached for his hands placing them on my shaved head before once again laying them flat on his inner thighs pushing them as wide apart as I could. God how I wished little boys could stay this age forever and never grow up losing everything that I craved. He smelt and tasted so fucking good and his small sexy little body pressed all my buttons getting me as hard as I'd ever been with Alek or Mykola and Olivier a year later in Calais, as well as Mason with his dad and any number of other boys I'd paid for. And if I had my way, this wouldn't be the only time I'd suck him because there was no way in hell I wasn't taking Martin up on his offer to follow them to Copenhagen. That was a three week trip so there was little doubt Lucas would be spending at least a few of those days and nights on board Ghost with us naked and in my bed where I'd see just how good his mouth felt on me. It was unlikely I'd get to fuck him tonight, but if there was one thing I was certain of, it was that he definitely wouldn't be going back to his Mom with his virginity intact.

 

I worked his stiff little cock with all the skill I possessed hollowing in my cheeks, massaging his short thin length with my tongue from underneath and rolling his foreskin back and forth over his glans with my lips as he unconsciously pushed up in little micro-thrusts into my face. My hands roamed his smooth preteen body from his flat boyishly soft stomach to his hips and between his legs to his inside thighs venturing below the rounded orb of his balls. I pressed my thumbs into the swelling bulge of his perineum and then followed the line of his seam down squeezing in-between his cheeks to the tiny cavern of his anus. It was hot and moist and tacky to the touch when I pressed the pad of my thumb against it feeling the heat emanating from him. I slid my lips so easily up and down his rock solid shaft rubbing him from underneath with my tongue and swirled his tiny glans again and again feeling him push down on my head for the first time when I lingered for too long on one spot.

 

It was about this time that Alek sank all of his four inches into Anika's eight year old vagina. I didn't see it obviously since my back was to them, but he took great pride in telling me all about it in vivid detail the next day. Martin had shifted on the couch to lay with his back propped up at one end splaying his daughter's legs apart with his knees inside hers. His fingers aligned along the mound of her snatch pressing in at either side separating the slit of her hairless pussy exposing a slither of pink beyond her lips offering it to my boy. Alek shuffled forward on his knees leaning in over them both holding the base of his cut, almost thirteen year old cock and aimed it where Martin's fingers pried her apart. He told me how his straining glans had just slipped into the heat of her vagina and how warm and fleshy it felt inside and how easily he sank his entire four inches to the root. It was nothing at all like fucking a boy he said, and I got the distinct impression he planned on doing it again. I think I heard him moan and swear in his native tongue getting his dick wet in a girl's cunt for the first time, but I didn't really pay them any attention at all. How many times had my nose pressed against Lucas' baby soft bare pubis now? Two dozen times? Fifty? His half-closed eyes watched every single stroke of my lips sucking up and down his cock trying to reconcile the sensations he felt with what he was seeing as his small hands pushed a little more forcefully on my head when he thrust up into my mouth.

 

I'd sucked Alek hundreds of times over the span of almost three years, and we'd enjoyed the company of at least two dozen other boys since he'd come to live with me, so I consider myself a fairly good judge of when a nine year old boy is about to pop his cork. Lucas' little man was so fucking stiff and his bare pubic mound rose up meeting my lips again and again with an urgency he probably had no understanding of, so when he felt my head coming off him he tried to stop me with his hands on the top of my head. But I didn't want him getting off just yet. Not until I'd shown him another kind of pleasure in a place that up until now he would never have imagined.

 

He'd spent the better part of an hour in the water with Alek and Anika so I wasn't concerned about how clean he'd be when I pushed against his hands on my head. The short length of his soaked ivory shaft withdrew from my mouth and I felt the ripple of his tiny glans pass through my lips before it slapped against his pubis like a coiled spring as I grabbed him from under his knees forcing his legs back and out either side of his torso folding his body into the couch. It's amazing just how flexible little boy are. The soft rounded cheeks of his ass rolled up right in front of me as his hands slipped from my head, but before I looked down at what I absolutely knew would be the tiny pristine oval of his anus I glanced up at him slouched low in the cushions with his chin pressed against his chest. It heaved with every struggled breath he took looking back at me between his wide spread legs bent at the knees by his side with an expression of both wonder and excitement at what I was about to do.

 

Giving him a wink I cast my eyes downward to the immaculate, perfectly smooth cave of his hole with just a hint of pink at its rim feeling my cock weep in response. Fuck it was beautiful. I could only imagine how gloriously tight he'd be when I coaxed his anal lips apart and sank all six and a half inches inside him which I was absolutely going to do if he'd let me. I stared for at least five whole seconds before lowering my mouth below his line of sight disappearing behind his saliva soaked balls and the root of his preteen cock. The smell there was intoxicating as I pressed my nose into his hairless taint with my mouth wide open reaching the pointed tip of my tongue to the tangy center of his hole tasting the coppery metallic flavor of his virginal opening.

 

Jesus fucking Christ it felt so tiny as I wriggled the tip against it with my face between his cheeks and the breath from my nose huffing into his perineum hearing a strained, quivering sigh escape his mouth. My own mouth watered like a motherfucker as I stroked my hands down the backs of his thighs to his ass digging my thumbs into the pillows of his cheeks prying them apart flicking and circling the rim with my tongue spiralling into the dimpled cave of his anus over and over again. I could hear the soft moans of pleasure and the slapping of sex coming from behind me, so looking up with just my eyes it was no surprise to see Lucas glancing their way every few seconds watching my boy fucking his eight year old sister laid back on her Daddy's chest with her legs splayed wide open. But then I'd spear my tongue wriggling my way through his elastic ring bringing his eyes back to mine with his mouth open and eyebrows arched on his forehead at the foreign sensation of something warm and wet burrowing a quarter inch inside him.

 

Watching Alek fucking his sister, was he already starting to connect the dots and putting two and two together realizing that a man could fuck a boy the same way except that the only hole he had was the one where my tongue was right now?

 

A balled fist came to rest on his stomach and then spread out to lightly tickle the flat smooth mound of his pubis before unconsciously taking his diamond hard cock between his thumb and two fingers. As I watched him slowly pulling his foreskin over his glans and then back down again I wormed my thick adult tongue in and out gently coaxing his tight anal lips to relax with the very real intent of sneaking past his defences with a slicked up finger. I gathered as much spit in my mouth as I could before snaking my index finger underneath my chin letting it drool out and coating it in saliva looking up at his face to see if he'd felt the light pressure I put on his back door. He hadn't. Or if he had he showed no sign of it.

 

I spiralled my tongue one last time into his tiny cave and then moved up along his swollen taint to his balls engulfing them both causing him to arch his eyebrows letting out a quiet moan with a smile forming on his open mouth. His hand stopped all movement on his three inch dick with the knuckles of his hand on my nose pulling his skin taut as I poked and prodded the thick corrugation of his scrotum. I closed my lips and pulled back suctioning his tiny jellybean balls into my mouth applying a little more pressure on his anus with the curled pad of my index finger hoping the distraction of his delicate purse being stretched would mask any discomfort he felt as I pushed into him.

 

Alek's strained and panting voice came almost as a whisper behind me. "Should I complete in her mouth?" He asked obviously directing the question to Martin.

 

"Why? Do you want to?" His equally as hoarse voice responded.

 

"What if she get pregnant?"

 

Martin laughed at that and, to be honest, I had a little chuckle myself. "She can't get pregnant yet buddy... She's only eight remember?"

 

"Oh... Yeah..." He said sounding a little embarrassed at his own naivety. But it was only for a second, and then he sank his rock hard four inches all the way in again grinding his nearly hairless crotch against her raised mound.

 

I, on the other hand, knew without a doubt that Lucas was wholly incapable of fathering any child for a few years yet. I slid my wet lips up his ivory shaft to his glans flicking my tongue into his groove eliciting a strong twitch and gurgled moan before I turned my head down lifting his three inch preteen cock from his velvety smooth pubis with my lips. All three inches of his short length sank into my mouth down to the root as I pressed in with my finger at his hole pushing it all the way inside him. Fuck he was hot in there and so God damned tight. His ring clamped down around my finger but the walls of his fleshy tunnel was warm and squishy as his preteen cock swelled and lurched held snug between my tongue and cheeks.

 

I've tried to describe what it's like having a young preteen boy's erect cock in my mouth so often now that you're probably bored of hearing it, but please believe me when I say it's nothing short of fucking incredible. To hold the power of giving so much pleasure to such a cute and sexy little boy like Lucas is beyond words. What was even more thrilling was that I suspected he'd never actually experienced an orgasm in his young life even though his sister obviously had. It was a wonder Martin hadn't encouraged him to fuck her like he'd encouraged Alek, but maybe he had and he wasn't interested. I'd have to ask him why he hadn't some other time though because... well, fuck, I had his cock in my mouth and a finger up his ass and I was about to light up his fucking world like the fourth of July.

 

I loved how rock hard Lucas was and how easily my tightly pursed lips slid up and down his slender little pole like it was made to fit my mouth so perfectly. And I loved how his small glans strained with every caress, and yet it felt soft and spongy when I swirled my tongue at the crown making him shudder and lift his hips to meet my plunging face. I loved how his hairless balls flattened and bulged against my chin and how the silken smoothness of his bare pubis filled my nose with the scent of his sex. I loved how the heat of his clenching anus gripped my finger again and again pulling it in each time I withdrew, but most of all I loved the sounds coming from his high pitched voice as I made love to him with my mouth.

 

Although his immature prostate was incapable of producing even the barest hint of seminal fluid which would one day nourish the sperm he couldn't yet create, the effect it had on him when I pressed against it from the inside was just as immediate as on an older boy. He moaned out loud; loud enough to get his father's attention at least, and his three inches jolted in my mouth with his hands pushing down on my head almost smothering my face. So I did it again.

 

"Stop..." He whispered, but he made no attempt to push me away even when I pressed against his magic spot for a third time. "Stop..." His sweet angelic voice wavered a little louder this time yet still he pushed up into my face as the velvety hot walls of his hole surrounding my finger clamped down.

 

"I need to wee..." There was a sudden desperation in his tone but I ignored him because I knew it wasn't his bladder about to release. It was something far more powerful that I now knew for sure he'd never before experienced, but to him he could only compare the feelings building deep under his balls to the same feeling he got when he really, really needed to take a piss.

 

"That's not wee Kæreste... Just let it happen." Martin soothed from his couch watching his nine year old boy's flushed face contort into orgasmic bliss. His feet came down on my shoulders pushing his groin up into my face when I curled my finger inside him yet again compressing his tiny prostate and gently massaging it with the barest of movements. I vacuumed my cheeks around the short length of his slender shaft and held it to the roof of my mouth with the cushion of my tongue feeling it turn to stone for about three seconds before he cried out in the spluttering, gurgling cry of a preteen boy in the throes of his very first ever bone-dry orgasm.

 

I felt the muscle in his ass clench and his ring clamped down strangling my finger as his cock jolted between my tongue and cheeks with the first toe curling pulse of climax radiating outwards from his groin. The rush of dopamine flooding his brain for those brief few moments began hard-wiring his young impressionable mind to think only of the warm wet heat of a man's mouth surrounding his sex with a finger buried in his ass scratching an itch he didn't even know existed. I counted at least eight strong, rapid-fire strumming pulses as his rigid nail throbbed in my mouth again and again in quick succession one after the other. His gurgling spluttering giggles turned to high pitched moans of agonized relief as the apex of climax rippled through his young preteen body pushing my head down into his crotch trying to prolong the sensations that he could already feel slipping away from him.

 

Let me just say it was fucking spectacular. Especially because it was the first he'd ever experienced, so I savored every glorious second of it embracing his three inches of prepubescent hardness in my mouth until he let out a long stuttered breath and slowly opened his eyes to meet mine. His smooth naked chest rose and fell as he panted, licking his suddenly dry lips and swallowed trying to catch his breath with his faced flushed and hair matted to his forehead looking down at me with his boyhood still in my mouth and a finger buried to the hilt inside him. A smile formed on his lips with the last of his dry orgasm twitching between my cheeks as I very slowly slipped my finger from his hole feeling his anal lips closing at the tip when his eyes darted over my head at his Dad and sister and my boy looking shy all over again.

 

"Det så ud som om du nød det ja?" Martin asked in a husky voice from behind me. I wanted so much to keep his little cock in my mouth but the poor kid looked like he was about to fall asleep as he grinned and nodded his head.

 

"Ja..."

 

"My dad give best blow jobs." Alek said through his own labored breath. It wasn't until just then that I realized I'd completely missed the sounds he would have made when he came shooting his thin watery load in the warm moist heat of Anika's immature womb.

 

"You haven't tried my sweet little Princess' mouth yet..." I heard Martin say with a laugh as I slipped Lucas' still rock hard shaft from between my lips. Holding it at the root with my thumb and two fingers ensuring his skin didn't cover his glans back up I was already thinking about the next time I sucked him off imagining what his mouth would feel like on mine rather than how good hers might be. There was simply no way a girl could ever suck a cook as well as another man or a boy was there?

 

God I was so fucking horny and in urgent need to get off. My aching cock was painfully hard trapped in my briefs and I knew, without needing to even look down that there would be a large circle of pre darkening a wet spot at the front of my shorts. I twisted at the waist looking behind me for the first time since getting down on my knees in-between Lucas' legs to see Alek sat on the opposite couch at one end massaging his erection in the palm of his hand while Martin sat up still holding Anika on his lap. It was plainly obvious he was as turned on as I was because I could clearly make out the large bulge of his balls and the root of his thick adult cock through the cotton of his shorts presumably nestled into the crease of her cheeks between her spread legs.

 

"And his?" I asked glancing back at his son's face seeing his eyes drooping heavily in his first post orgasmic slumber hoping like fuck he'd never felt the heat of a man's cock parting his lips and sliding over the warm wet cushion of his small tongue. "Is his as good as his sister's?"

 

"I'm not gay so I wouldn't know." Martin ground up into his daughter lifting her hips with his groin and ran his fingers over the slit of her bald pussy as if to prove his point. I watched as he pressed into her pink lips sinking his middle finger to the second knuckle.

 

"He is though." He breathed as he pushed her down onto his cock with both hands between her legs nodding his head in his son's direction "He's asked me often enough but as far as I know his mouth is as virgin as his ass is."

 

Lucas' boyhood began to soften and the skin of his hood slowly rolled over his small glans as he fell further and further into sleep. He lay completely naked with his legs spread either side of me hanging over the edge of the couch blissfully unaware we were so openly discussing his burgeoning sexuality. How any man, gay or straight, could deny the simple request from such a sexy boy to use his mouth or the velvety smooth glove of his hole like they would a girl I would never understand. I couldn't help but squeeze my own cock through my shorts as I contemplated teaching him, a hot as fuck budding little nine year old gay boy how to pleasure a man with his mouth and lips and tongue all working together to give him his first taste of semen.

 

He breathed in deep as his young chest rose and fell with his eyes closed and his lips parted. His now flaccid penis had shrunk to barely the width of my two fingers still holding him feeling soft and squishy when I looked back over at his dad. "Not for much longer..." I grinned. "Trust me."

 

"His mouth or his ass?" Martin too grinned back at me.

 

"Both."

 

"I think he'd like that." He looked down Anika's shoulder to her hairless cunt where two of his fingers moved slowly in and out a half inch at a time. "Anyway...I don't know about you, but if I don't get this one back aboard Bella with my cock inside her I'm going to explode. You should keep Lucas here for the night since he's already asleep and then you drop him back tomorrow. Or if he wants he can stay until we leave yes?"

 

Fuck yes. I chanced a look at Alek who nodded his head with his eyebrows raised. He'd just fucked an eight year old girl for the first time but, apparently, the prospect of getting it on with Lucas still excited him. "Sure. We'll look after him won't we son?"

 

"Hmmhmm..." Alek grinned and nodded his head.

 

"You not come with us? You stay here?" Martin asked, but when he saw the uncertainty on Alek's face he laughed. "It okay. You take care of Lucas with your dad tonight and then you come to Bella tomorrow. I leave you to sit my Princess while I go ashore for supplies."

 

I saw her grin. She hadn't said much all the time she'd been with us so I wasn't sure how good her English was or how much she actually understood what was being said, but she sure as fuck understood that wasn't the only time Alek would bury his cock in her tight little slit.

 

"Yes." Alek smiled glancing down between Anika's legs at her Dad's fingers and then back at over to me. "Is okay?"

 

I really wanted to say no because it wasn't okay at all. He was mine and I didn't want him fucking a girl and I definitely didn't want him to like it. But he had liked it, and I couldn't change who he was going to grow up to be no matter how much I wished I could. But couldn't I just have another year or two as he was now? He was only just beginning his journey into his teenage years and I craved the feel of his body under mine just as keenly as I had when I'd met him almost three years ago when he was ten. He'd grown since then of course with the thick shaggy mop of his strawberry blond hair fitting under my chin and the last of his baby fat long since shed. His cock was now more than four inches hard with a few fine wispy hairs at its base that jerked and juddered in my mouth spitting a small, sweet watery load that tasted so fucking good. They grow up too fucking quickly don't they?

 

"You don't need my permission sweetie..." I replied to my boy as I got up off my knees to sit next to Lucas not even trying to hide my erection and pulled the younger boy into my side with my arm around him. "You can have sex with whoever you want so don't feel bad about liking girls okay? Besides," I paused giving Anika a smile and a wink. "She a very sexy little girl."

 

"Yes she is." Martin slipped his fingers from her and brought it to his mouth sucking her taste from them while he ran his other had up her body to hug her to his chest. I wondered for a second whether he realized he'd also be tasting Alex's watery emission, but he didn't seem to think about what he'd just done. "We will see you tomorrow Alek, but not too early." He turned to me. "Thank you for dinner and thank you for taking care of my boy. I hope he not sleep all night."

 

"Unlikely." I laughed quietly not getting up when he did in fear of waking Lucas. He turned Anika in his arms so she could wrap her legs around his waist happy to be carried to the small skiff they'd come over in and he smirked at me over her naked shoulder.

 

"Alek, come help us tie off and kiss my little Princess goodnight yes?"

 

Alek shot up off the couch following behind with his fingers pinching the head of his erection as they descended the transom steps to the dive platform. Martin extracted his daughter's arms and legs and held her out for Alek to take and she went willingly wrapping herself around him probably grinding her hairless preteen cunt into him. I was left looking down at Lucas' face and his sexy little body laid naked next to me brushing the long fringes of his wavy blond hair from his face listening to them talk quietly. When I looked up, Alek was kissing her with their mouths open and it was obvious their tongues were battling it out between them. They separated when the engine came to life and he put her down helping her to step over the threshold into the small craft watching them pull away while I ran the back of my fingers down over Lucas' smooth chest circling around a tiny nipple in desperate need. I was going to come either on his chest or face or, if I was really fucking lucky, in his mouth before the night was done. I probably wasn't going to fuck him though because it would take far too long to open him up, and that was time I didn't want to wait to get off.

 

Besides, Martin had said he could stay until we left so I had the next two or three days, and after that another three weeks before we got to Copenhagen so I had no doubt it'd happen.

 

It was just a matter of time.