Gunner woke me up with a kiss to my lips and I stretched my sore achy body. A loud yawn escaped from my dry mouth. Gunner hugged me and began to initiate casual foreplay. He kissed my neck, then his hand started to massage my cock and balls.
Eventually, the foreplay transformed into the sixty nine position and we were savoring the taste of each other's cocks. We are both fully erect and moaning in ecstasy from the constant oral stimulation. Gunner is playing with my back hole, pushing his finger in and out of my ass canal, and soon I shoot my load deep into his throat. After Gunner consumes my milky excrement, he positions his body over mine, and starts to fuck my mouth with his broad seven inch dick. Gunner is holding my head with his hands and pounding his hard flesh into my esophagus. He starts calling to god, then deposits his man chowder onto the roof of my mouth and down my windpipe. I swallow his load like a chocolate milk shake, and lick my lips with satisfaction. Afterwards, we showered, dressed and headed up to the upper deck.
"When is my dinner with Captain Jackson, Gunner?" I asked while we were having breakfast.
"You make it sound like a candle lit dinner for two. The Captain's table seats ten people, and all of those people will be buying for the Captains attention. Formal wear, so dress up okay. Don't make me regret inviting you." Gunner corrects me.
"Is there anything else I need to know?" I inquired, after gulping down the last piece of toast.
"It's this Friday night at 7:00, in the Pacific restaurant. I'll be there as well, so I'll stop by and pick you up at 6:30 sharp. There will be a four course dinner, then a song and dance production. Whole thing lasts about three hours. Afterwards, the Captain will sometimes choose one or two of his guests to join him for a tour of the bridge. I've heard from the bridge staff that sometimes a guest will get a private tour of the Captain's personal quarters, and usually those guests harbor the male anatomy." Gunner concluded, then finished his meal.
"Are you saying the Captain is gay?" I asked, then finished drinking my orange juice.
"The rumors cannot be verified, everything is pure speculation, but hey, who's to say. The ship is docking in Cozumel in about four hours, you should sign up for one of the tour buses! I've got to get going. See you later tonight? Gunner suggested. I nodded in agreement.
Since I had some free time, I decided to take off my shoes and stroll around the ship. I wanted to get familiar with some of the different establishments located throughout the liner, before I went ashore.
I slowly walked around the inner perimeter of the ship and ended up on the observation deck, allowing the cool breeze to flow across my body, while I watched the ship dock into Cozumel. I felt very relaxed and I was finally getting some me time.
At noon, I walked into town, along with many other quests from the boat and boarded one of the tour buses, which would take us to a white sandy beach. The bus ride took about forty five minutes, and the seats were on the side, like a subway car. Sitting across from me was a very good looking thirty something guy, with short dirty blonde hair, parted in the middle of his forehead. The attractive man had a small perky nose, a trimmed Fu Manchu mustache and a slim body.
As we traveled down the road, the uniquely delicious stranger stared at me with bright brown eyes, which twinkled and glazed in hopeful wonder. I winked at the stranger to let him know that I was definitely interested in the merchandize.
While on the Caribbean beach, I found out his name was Ken and he was single. He had followed me into a small cantina and sat at the table next to mine.
'Hi! I'm Ken Docker from Seattle. I hope you don't mind me saying, but you have incredible green eyes." He says with truthful intent.
Nothing turns me on more than another guy who is honest and forth right. This behavior indicates a powerful sexual encounter, with someone who is truly comfortable with their sexual urges and desires and is not afraid to take a chance.
"Well, thank you! I'm Jon Parker from Baltimore, and may I say that I am also impressed with the stunning panoramic view in front of me." I answered, with a big smile.
Ken went on to talk about his job as a house inspector and his efforts to maintain and manage several properties, which he owns. Ken had taken many cruise ship vacations and suggested I try snorkeling, and he would be my swimming buddy. How could I say no to this deeply tanned mature buck?
Further up the beach, away from the crowds, a playful attraction developed between Ken and I as we discreetly touched and kissed each other under the sky blue water.
During that time, Ken asked me if I wanted to come back to his suite, after we returned to the ship.
"Sounds like fun" I answered, as I raised my left eyebrow, meaning that we were going to have a lot of naked hardcore fun.
An hour before dinner, we were transported back to the liner and even though Ken and I were energized and anxious to be alone, we first went to the Lido deck, where a seafood buffet was set up. Full of shrimp and crab meat, we staggered our way to Ken's cabin.
Ken's lodging looked exactly like mine, down to the small white iron railing which surrounded the balcony and the pure white comforter on the bed.
Ken suddenly grabbed my crotch and began to massage my bulging mound. I kissed his neck and soon we were all over each other. I ripped his shirt open and began to lick and chew on his nipples. Ken grabbed my head and ran his fingers through my thick silky hair, while I made my way down to the kneeling position.
I looked up at Ken, who was staring down at me with anticipation and excitement, then I reached up and touched his swollen member.
"Oh Jon!" Ken exclaimed, after I yanked his swim suit to the floor and devoured his dripping erect cock. I sucked his juicy seven inch shaft and explored his body with my hands. Ken continued to softy moan as he began to pump his hips, plunging his swelling member deeper into my mouth. In time, Ken was raping my throat with forceful thrusts of his mature staff.
Suddenly Ken grunted and exploded into my mouth. The warm juices of Ken's discharge flowed down my gullet like a tasty treat, which I readily swallowed. Nothing gives me more strength and confidence than the consumption of another male's inner essence.
Ken and I got naked and retreated to the bed, where our flesh melded together into a twisting mass of arms and legs, then I leaned back on my elbows and offered Ken my titanic man cock. I was facing Ken, who was staring at my massive rod with an unhinged jaw.
"That's a beauty Jon!" Ken announced before he leaned over and ingested my cock, then he grabbed my huge ball sac and gently pulled. Ken feasted on my candy pole like a kid with a double decker ice cream cone. In short order, I was sporting a raging boner and Ken was begging me to fuck his hole.
Ken reached into the end table and pulled out a small bottle of baby oil.
After lubricating my throbbing log, I quickly mounted Ken and gored his anus with my inflated piece of meat. Like all the others, Ken moaned loudly in extreme ecstasy as my abundant organ slid deep into his ass. I fucked Ken slowly at first, allowing him to feel every inch of my hard slab, then I started to rapidly pound his rectum. I leaned backwards, grabbed Ken's legs and spread them wide.
I was reaching my breaking point, when two things happened simultaneously. A sudden clap of thunder instigated an orgasm unlike any I have ever experienced before. My body reacted to the noise and caused a violently passionate depletion of my man juice.
While a light rain poured outside, we sexually exploited several other positions and utilized much of the furniture, as we tried to satisfy our endless desires to engage in hardcore intercourse.
Ken was infatuated with my love tool and I was more than willing to let him suck on it for long periods of time. Soon I was on my back and Ken was plugging my crack with his thick dripping cock. I jerked my slippery spire and groaned with delight as Ken repeatedly stimulated my prostrate with his hot poker. Eventually Ken discharged his molten man seed into my ass, while I fired my load onto my stomach. Ken urgently licked the baby gravy from my torso, then kissed me passionately on the mouth.
We showered and reluctantly put our clothes back on. Before I departed, I invited Ken to my room to repay his hospitality. He readily agreed to that idea.
Shortly after I arrived back in my room, Gunner was knocking on my door. We were both exhausted, but still found the energy to fool around. After I helped Gunner remove his uniform, he grabbed my hand and walked me out onto the balcony on a dark moonless night. He pressed my upper body forward and I grabbed on to the railing. Slowly he fucked me in the ass, as I watched the bright sparkling stars twinkle against a black canvas.
The location of our late night fuck session was publically visible, therefore, Gunner muffled his orgasmic eruption with heavy breathing and softly spoken whimpers, as he filled my ass with his hot military semen. Together we cuddled naked under the sheets and eventually fell asleep.
During breakfast, Gunner verbally listed a few of the activities, going on today throughout the ship. Including the free drinks at the casino, the rock massage at the spa, the fully equipped fitness center, and the multiplex theatre.
"Another day of work." Gunner stated as he finished his food and stood to leave,
"Hey, when you stop over tonight, there's no need to knock, just come on in." I advised Gunner before he turned and walked away.