Sailing Toward Oblivion

[Guest faggot hole]

A fuck buddy invited me down to Florida.  His friend keeps a large sail boat down there and the dude wanted to bring it North before the hurricane season started.  Now, I don't know fuck about sailing, but it quickly became apparent I was not on board as a sea man, but rather as a dump for semen,  I now think I understand the role of the "cabin boy" in those old novels about whaling ships.

 

There were four guys in the crew:  the dude who owned the boat, my FB, and two other guys, both named Pat, who, it turns out, were married to each other.  They were all fucking gorgeous, each around 6'1 or 6'2, maybe 180 lbs of solid muscle.  They looked like they all had the same trainer at the gym, but they didn't all live in the same city, so that was not likely.  The shortest cock in the bunch was maybe eight inches hard.  The guys mostly hung out and did their sailing stuff in shorts or speedos.  I mostly (meaning universally, once we left port) hung out naked. That way, I was ever ready to fulfill my duties.  I got fucked by each of them at least once daily, and mostly more often than that.  The two Pats (Pat F. and Pat.. D) liked to take me on together, one at each hole, and switching from time to time.  Once they tried to double fuck me but it didn't work out.  That was on the last night, and they promised that if I could make it to their place, they'd try again, but as they live in some gawdawful place in Indiana, that meet-up is unlikely.

 

My nights were pretty much spent being summoned from cabin to cabin so that the guys could unload the tensions that came with a day of sailing.  Sometimes things were so 'tense' that a guy would have to unload and release all that tension (not to mention sperm) two or three times in the course of a night.  There was a lot of fucking on deck, and sometimes during the day as well.  I got myself a nice sunburn.  And apparently, sailing is such serious stuff that it is impossible for a "sailor" to leave his post when he needs to piss.  So they'd call for the "cabin boy" and I would just take the dude's cock in my mouth, and swallow his piss while he stayed on duty at the wheel or hauling rope or whatever.  

 

The journey took eleven days.  I think we probably could have done it a lot faster, but everyone was having a good time and no one was in a hurry to see the voyage end -- especially me. 

[Guest Lempriere]

Hot -- I bet you become a permanent member of the crew when they have to move the boat.  

[Bttm2go]

I'd love to be on that crew.

[Guest faggot hole]

Hot -- I bet you become a permanent member of the crew when they have to move the boat.  

a boy can hope, Lempriere.  i know my FB told me just the other night that all the Men on board had a great time, so hopefully they'll remember when they bring the boat back down South in November.