Date: Tue, 1 Oct 2019 02:16:33 -0400 From: Smith J Subject: Cruise Control Chapter 1; Adult/youth - Gay WARNING: If it is illegal for you to be reading these stories or you find them disgusting or immoral, please refrain from reading further. Must be 18+ to read! Any characters, places, or people depicted in this story is entirely in the fantasy and imagination of the writer and in no way reflects his/her personal morals or beliefs when relating to relationships between minors and adults. Any people, places, or actions depicted in this story that reflect real life events or situations is entirely by accident or coincidence. Again this is entirely imaginary as also relating to unsafe sex. Please get tested regularly if you are sexually active. PreP is no excuse for not getting tested. Always know your status. Also, please donate to Nifty. Otherwise, relax, unzip, and enjoy. *** So, here I was arriving two days early in Athens, Greece before my one week voyage on my Atlantis Gay Cruise! I was so excited, especially since this was my first time ever going on a cruise. It was also for this reason that I decided to book through a travel agency. I figured it was different than a regular vacation, having to book not only flights and accommodations, but anything else it might take to get the best price on rooms on the cruise liner, etc. I have to say I was glad I did, because the agent got me a great deal, and not only that, but he was able to get me my own suite. Not just some room on the lower decks, but an actual suite with a view and balcony. It all sounded awesome. He had also booked me my hotel stay here in Greece prior to the voyage. I took the proper shuttle to the hotel and checked in and unpacked the little bit of clothes I had. I was planning on having lots of sex and not needing too much clothing, so I only packed what the site suggested, which was one outfit for fine dining, one for clubbing/dance ware, and a swim suite. Most decks had clothing optional areas so I decided to pack light. Plus, it was only a 15 day cruise, plus two days in Athens' stay. I didn't feel the need to bring my entire closet. I had one rolling carry-on size bag, my hanging bag and a smaller carry-on bag, almost a purse size, or messenger bad. I suppose I should tell you a little bit more about myself. I'm 35 years old, full head of dark brown hair, Latino. 5'9" and a decent 165lb of lean muscle. Not really a six-pack, but definitely toned. I have a nice enough ass and a decent 7" cut cock. I'm not crazy gorgeous, but I still get looks here and there. People tend to like my caramel brown eyes as well. They are like a dark amber almost. I'm not gonna bore you with how the suite looked or the hotel, it was nice, the room was nicely decorated as most hotels, but I specifically asked my agent not to overspend on the two-day stay since I was planning to spend most of my spending cash on the actual cruise and the different ports we'd be stopping along the way. After I finished settling in, I checked my watch and it was around 4pm. I figured I could walk around the city for a couple hours before finding a place to dine for the evening. I've never had a problem with going out alone, so I was actually looking forward to going out and possibly meeting new and interesting people. I had connected with the free Wi-Fi and decided to check the gay traveler's guide to see if there was anything interesting to do for the gays. I saw an advertisement for a spa called Adonis' Lair which peeked my interested and advertised basically a sex spa. Apparently most Greek men and tourists go for sexual trysts there. It also said they had saunas, a pool, and private rooms. It seemed perfect and just what I needed to relax before eating. I got the address and called down to the front desk to have them call me a taxi since from where I was staying it was too far a trek by walking. As I came down to the lobby and heading out the door, the front desk agent informed me that my taxi was waiting outside, already having the address and ready to take me when I was ready. I proceeded out the door and into the taxi and away I went. It ended up taking about 20 minutes ride since I wasn't exactly in the gay area of Athens and that is where this spa was located. Upon looking at the outside of the place it looked nice enough. Stucco or adobo whitewashed outer building and had an intro with a rainbow flag flying above the door so that there was no mistaking that this was a gay establishment. I walked in and instead of there being one door leading into the inner part of the building, there were two doors. This wasn't advertised on the website. One door said "Regular Experience" in English and two other languages and the other door on the right, said "Ultimate Experience" with smaller letters having a warning, also in the two other languages. I moved closer to the right door to read the smaller lettering. It read: Through this door is not for the faint of heart nor the strongly moral. What happens past this door, stays inside this door. No cameras, camera phones or other recording devices of any kind are allowed past the check-in point. Violators will be barred and dealt with accordingly. Otherwise, enter and experience the time of your life! This intrigued me. I figured, heck, I'm on vacation, a little or a lot of fun never hurt anyone...usually. I'm on my own and single. Let's do this! So in I went. Inside it was darker lighting, in front was the desk with an agent and behind him were small lockers, presumably for cellphones and other recording devices. Going forward the man started talking to me in Greek and I quickly told him "American." He smoothly switched to English, told me the price and mentioned what comes with the price. He said past these doors are rooms, each room is occupied by one customer, there were areas for group activities if wanted, but he said most men preferred to stay in their rooms. He said if the door was closed, obviously the customer wasn't to be bothered, no matter the sounds, but if the door was cracked open or open in any way, it was counted as an invitation to any passerby that they could join in if they so wished. He also informed me that I could exit through the back after I finished for the evening. There was no set time limit, but they closed at midnight. He also told me that interaction with clients and the spa workers was encouraged. They did have rooms for personal massages and a sauna, but again, most people stuck to their rooms. The room had a locker for your personal affects, but as I suspected all cellphones, smartphones, and any other recording devices were to be locked in the small lockers behind him. He said I had to sign-in each item going in the small locker and give your initials as validation of identification. He said that even if I were to exit through the back, I was to simply tell the attendant there and they would retrieve anything put in the small lockers. After paying the fee and getting a key for the door to my room which also worked to open the lock on the lockers inside the room. I took a final breath and entered through the final door to the right of the attendant, he had to buzz me in. I learned that the hard way. As I stepped in, it was once again darker, red lighting was the only ambiance given and I was fine with that. To my right was the first room and it was closed. I could hear grunts and moans coming from everywhere as well as squeeks and squacks from all over. You could feel the sexual energy, it was like you could almost reach out and touch it, it was so thick and coming from everywhere and nowhere. I proceeded down the corridor and up ahead, coming toward me was a young boy. He looked no older than 12 or 13 tops. I thought this to be a bit odd since I assumed it was a place for X rated experiences and therefore 21 and over. But there could be no denying that this young lad was here, in a towel, bare chested and scrumptious looking. I started to get hard and still had all my clothes on. As he passed, I received a wink and a head nod. To say I was flabbergasted, would be the understatement of the millennium. I suppose now is as good a time as any to let you readers know (if you haven't guessed it already) that I am a boy lover. I hate the "P" word. Makes me sound like a bad person. But in truth, I've never been with a boy. Never pursued, coerced, or "groomed," anyone under the age of 18. Honestly, no one under the age of 21 for that matter. So, when a young boy showed interest in me with a wink and a suggestive nod, I was hard as steel, but also cautious. I didn't want to get arrested in another country. So, I ignored him and kept going along till I found my room and proceeded to go inside, close the door and change out of my clothes and into the white towel I had been given. I had asked for an extra towel in case I needed to take a shower later, which I was certainly hoping would be the case. After I settled into the room and secured my belonging in the little locker, I proceeded to open the door to let patrons know I was now open for business. Sex, of course. Surprisingly enough, who should be right there in front of my door but the young lad who had been eyeing me earlier. He startled me actually as he quickly said something in Greek. I said, " I'm sorry son, but I don't speak Greek. English?" "Oh okay," he said, " I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to startle you! Please forgive me, I just saw you and thought you were hot and wondered if you'd like to have sex with me." Well upon that translation, I didn't know what to say. But my cock sure did. It got harder than a marble slab on a countertop! It tented out my towel obscenely which gave the young boy the cue he needed in order to come in, close the door and proceed to remove his towel! There this vision stood before me in all his naked glory! Nicely tanned smooth body with flawless complexion. Green eyes, like emeralds adorned his face. Brown hair, a lean, lithe, athletic body was beautifully sculpted to look like Michelangelo's David! The boy was about 4'11", possibly 5' and a scrumptious looking, very hard 4" uncut boy-cock. I felt I had died and gone to boy-lover's heaven! It didn't seem possible that this gorgeous boy could possibly be standing before me, ready to give himself completely to me! Not one to slap a gift-horse in the face, I quickly shucked my own towel and waited for the boy to make his first move. I needn't have waited long. "Wow sir, you have a beautiful cock! I can't wait to suck it into my mouth and down my throat!" The boy said as he knelt before me and grabbed ahold of my schlong with gentle smooth hands, guiding me into his sumptuous mouth! "Fuuuuuuck boy, yyyyyyeeeeessssss! Take that cock boy! Fuck yeah, I can't believe this is happening! Oh shit, that feels good! Suck that daddy cock!" With technique only born of practice and experience, the boy took me into himself, over and over again, not blinking an eyelash in deepthroating my raging ram-rod! "What the fuck? That feels so fuckin good boy! Fuckin shit don't stop man! Holy mother of fuckin shit! That's amazing! Wow!" I couldn't get enough of this boy! Years of abstinence! Years of yearning, but never giving into these desires lest I come to disaster and ruin! I didn't know how I would ever be able to live without this in my life from now on! How could one taste the sweetest fruit and be content with average produce thereafter? How can one feel the desires and lusts of ambrosia and later be content with basic instinct? I had a feeling I'd never be happy again unless a boy or boy-sex were to be a part of my life from now on. All these thoughts, sensations and realizations flashed through my mind in an instant as this lovely boy who's name I had yet to learn, continued to bring me to the edge of utter bliss! "Ugh, fuuuu, yyyyyeeeee, shshshshshshiiiiiii, thefilsgd, sssgggddduuhhhh!" Words were leaving me and becoming incoherent as I got closer and closer to release! Not sure how I did it, but I held back still longer, trying to fully enjoy and commit this entire experience to memory as to never forget this day, this moment in time! However, no matter how much I could have tried, release was inevitable. "Fuck, oh fuck, here it comes boy, I'm gonna cum, oh fuck, don't stop! Yes, just like that...deepthroat that shit! Fuck boy, that feels incredible! I'm gonna cum, gonna cum, Here...It...CUUUUUMMMMSSSS!" I almost yelled out, not caring who heard and releasing what felt like gallons upon gallons of man-seed down the willing gullet of the young boy before me! When I had recovered enough, without a word of warning, I reached down, grabbed the boy, placing him forcefully, yet gently onto the bed in the room and proceeded to ravage the boys cock! I savored his every flavor, commemorating each nuance to memory. Once again, not wanting to ever forget this moment should it be my last! "Aahhh!" he squeaked as I made sweet oral love to his boy-cock and deemed to bring him just as much, if not more pleasure than he had given me! He continued to almost sing his praises of me! At times he was saying words in Greek, presumably swear words or other words of praise, since Greek seemed to be his primary language. Before too long and much too quick for my taste, the boy gave up his own offering of the sweetest boy-juice I'd ever tasted! Not that I'd had any prior boy-juice to gage from, but it was still very delicious. "Wow sir, that felt so good! You suck good! Very good! Thank you sir." He said between breaths as he calmed back down from his intense boygasm. "You are so welcome young man. I should really be the one thanking you. Your blowjob was beyond amazing! I only wish I had given you half the pleasure you gave me!" I said while stroking his young body and came up to his beautiful face to kiss him, to which he accepted with gusto. TBC... *** Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed it and possibly got off to it as well! Feel free to contact me and let me know what you think. My email is smithj6423@gmail.com. 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