Cruise Goes Sideways

This true story is hard for me to write. I had been secretly sleeping with Mr. Jones for over a year. It was still crazy to me at the time. I grew up across the street from Mr. Jones - a married guy of 45 whole lived across the street from me my whole life and had no kids. When I was in my early teens I dated girls, but always got so much harder and hotter at the idea of being a submissive bottom to a big cocked man. The idea of having a cock inside me one way or another always felt like something I wanted to do and was meant for.

About 5'9" with a slim build and a nice round ass built from years of playing sports, I took notice of how Mr. Jones would look at me sometimes when I was in the driveway playing basketball or out getting the mail. When I turned 18, we began a super hot affair that lasted for a full year where I learned to be a good and greedy little twink boy and he broke in my ass just perfectly. How he broke up with me broke my heart in a way, but sexually awakened me in ways I never could have imagined.

After a crazy year of sneaking around and giving Mr. Jones incredible blowjobs while I dressed up for him in all kinds of hot little outfits he bought for me. We coordinated going on a gay cruise together and lied to our families about where we were going on my first break from college. I flew down to Miami looking and got on our cruise ship, planning to meet Mr. Jones at our cabin.

When I arrived I couldn't believe how many gay men I saw and what variety there was. I felt really out of place and had only been with Mr. Jones before and no one else knew I was gay, but I said "You'll never see anyone here ever again." and I felt ok.

I got to the cabin, which had a balcony looking at the ocean, and I showered and lotioned my smooth, shaved naked, body getting half hard knowing that in all the cabins around me there were other little fems like me and big strong tops doing their own thing. I put on a thong and tight black skirt that barely covered my ass, along with a super tight low v-neck.

I touched up with a tiny bit of eye and lip shadow and waited for Mr. Jones. I must have fallen asleep because I suddenly woke up and it was night time. Still no Mr. Jones. I saw the red light blinking on the phone and figured out after a minute how to call the concierge. I was told I had a package for me and I was given directions where to go to pick it up. I was confused, but I was missing Mr. Jones and went up deck to see what was going on. I must have forgotten how I was dressed because I was passing scores of gay men, and a number of them tried getting me to stop and chat with them. Some were spectacularly blunt about wanting play with me and taste my cock.

I was half hard when I picked up my package and quickly scampered back to the room. It was a good sized box and when I opened it I found some sexy little outfits, a box of condoms, and a note, it was from Mr. Jones. My heart was pounding with confusion, anger and fear as I read that we were over. He was done with me, and that this is what was best. That I should find a new man and move on. I was so angry. I began to cry. Why would he leave me like this?

In my haste to get back to the room I never realized I left the door open. As I lay there crying, I suddenly hear a voice, "Why is a sexy little thing like you so sad?" I looked up and saw a man of around 6', 230 standing in the door. I was very handsome and there was another man bahind him int he hallway. "The fun is only about to begin - we haven't even left." He walked into my cabin and I could see he an the other man, a little shorter, but rounder and stronger were holding onto wine bottles as they walked in.

Trying to pull it together, I didn't know what to say. "I'm Al, this is Ronald, what's the matter." I just burst out in tears as I suddenly told them all that had just happened. Ronald took some of the little underwear out of the box and chuckled to himself while Al said "That's too bad, but do you have any idea what a hot little thing you are?" "You'll find yourself a new guy in no time." as he leaned in and kissed me.

I was shocked and didn't really kidded him back at first, but it felt good so I kissed him back. Ronald closed the door and sat on the other side of me on the couch and began touching my inner leg, putting his hand up my skirt and kissing my neck while I kissed Al. Al handed me the bottle of wine and told me to guzzle some down, and that I'd feel better.

I gulped from the bottle getting harder with each passing second as Ronald had my skirt up at my waist now and was kissing my nipples. I was so angry at Mr. Jones I suddenly wanted to fuck someone else. Fuck Mr. Jones, I'll get my rocks off and he'll never have me again as I went back to kissing Al while Ronald was now on his knees sucking on my cock.

Al stopped kissing me and said "Do you want to have sex with us?" I said yes, and within a matter of minutes I was now sucking on Al's cock while Ronald was eating my asshole. We moved over to the bed and I now began sucking on Ronald's cock as Al took up position behind me. I thought to have him put on a condom, but between the wine and my lust, I stretched back and accepted his cock, arching my back as deep I could as I feverishly sucked Ronald's dick.

His hands tight around my waist, Al was pumping me at a very good clip and after 20 minutes of having cock fill my ass and mouth I heard him say between moans and shows of pleasure, "we're going to do this all week." Ronald came in my mouth and I kept sucking until he was soft, swallowing every drop of his cum and telling myself "Mr. Jones would be so jealous". As Al spasmed in my ass for a good 10 seconds and slowly became limp, I heard him say, "Mr. Jones would be so jealous."