Joe really started groping them as he whispered, “You are such a naughty slut, aren’t you.”
I turned my head back toward him and alluringly offered, “I’m your slut now,” before pushing my thong down to the floor. Joe stepped closer and began kissing my neck while sliding a hand between my cheeks. His fingers found my lubricated anus and began plying the entrance as his other hand played with my penis. Joe quickly moved from one finger penetration to two, while I spread my legs to give him better access. He momentarily pulled his hand away from my cock before I heard a zipper, and felt his shorts sliding down against my legs.
His fingers were quickly withdrawn as his stiff pole replaced them. I spread my legs a little further apart and bent over a little. He started a moderate pace as one hand held my hip, and the other went to caressing my scrotum. His pace picked up significantly, and I could tell that he was already close to cumming. I began pushing back to get him over the edge as he asked, “Can I cum inside you?”
I replied seductively, “Please do, I love the feel of hot semen in my rectum.”
That pushed him over the edge as he mumbled, “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” and then collapsed onto my back. I gave him a moment to gather his strength and then slowly stood. He began kissing my neck again before asking, “Can I lick you clean before you go?”
I turned and kissed him softly on the lips and said, “I’d love that!”
Joe dropped to his knees and began licking about mid-thigh, where his semen had run too, once he withdrew from me. As he got closer to my rear entrance, I pulled my buttocks apart to give him better access. I purred quietly as his tongue lapped up the remaining spunk, and repeatedly rubbed over my leaking hole. Joe must have heard my soft cries and pushed his face and tongue deeper into my quivering entrance. I let him go at it for a minute or two before we both heard more people arrive. I quietly stated, “Your tongue is amazing, and we’ll get back to this later, but I need to get upstairs to help Grandpa.”
Joe pulled away, saying, “I’m holding you to that. You have one amazing ass, and I like the taste of my semen as I lick it from there.”
I quickly pulled on my thong and shorts before making my way up on deck to assist Grandpa. Sam and Cesar had arrived together, and after introducing myself, I quickly stowed their bags below. This time I came right back up, so as not to get stuck down there again before we departed. We were all sitting and drinking some coffee and chatting while we waited for Matt to arrive. Grandpa looked at his watch, and we were already ten minutes behind in departing, so he called Matt to see if he was still coming.
The phone rang several times, and just as Grandpa went to hang up, we heard, “Yes, yes, I’m still coming, you pain in my ass!” and we all turned to see Matt standing on the dock behind us. Everyone laughed as Matt came aboard, and I took his bag for stowing below. I quickly returned, as Grandpa had the others release the mooring lines so that we could get underway. It took a few minutes to get through the traffic before we got into open water. Once we were clear, I descended from the flying bridge, removed my t-shirt and shorts and began to circulate.
I approached the guys and offered to get them some drinks, but they just asked me to hang out instead. They were all still in their shirts and shorts but were admiring me while we chat. I inquired, “So what are we fishing for today?”
Joe spoke up first saying, “I don’t know about anyone else, but I’d like to play with that sweet ass of yours again.”
Sam interrupted, “What do you mean again? Did you already have a little, you ass hog?”
Matt jumped in with, “Hey, wait your turn, you selfish bastard.”
I stood up and said, “Guys, there is plenty of this ass to go around, ” as I slowly spun in a circle.
Cesar added, “That sure does look fine, so who’s going next?”
“Shall we draw straws or would you all like to jump in together and have an old-fashioned gang-bang. We do have about forty minutes before we reach the fishing spot,” I suggested.
They looked at each other for a moment before they all shook their heads in agreement. Everyone stood, and I lead the way to the bed below. Once I entered the bedroom, I shed my thong and positioned myself on all fours. The first one to drop his drawers was Matt, so I backed up to him while saying, “You’re up first, Matt.”
While he was easing his cock-head into me, Cesar climbed on the bed and offered himself to my mouth. I quickly slid him back into my throat as Matt was working his way deeper into my nether regions. Sam and Joe stripped and got on the bed too. Joe slid under me and started sucking on my scrotum and stiffy. Sam moved a little closer, and I grabbed his pole and began stroking it to full hardness. Now that everyone was involved I started pushing back to meet Matt’s thrusts as Cesar’s hard-on pumped my throat.
Matt grabbed my hips and started pumping wildly as his orgasm rapidly approached. I held still and let him control the tempo as Cesar continued an easy face-fuck. Matt slammed into me one last time as I felt squirts of his hot goo filling me up. Once he pulled out, I slipped off of Cesar’s penis and said, “Cesar you’re next, unless you’d prefer to continue in my mouth?”
Cesar commented, “Go ahead, Sam, I like the feel of Steve’s throat,” before pulling my face back to his leaking, throbbing meat.
Sam made his way behind me and pushed his hard cock into my slick and warm ass. I got him and Cesar into a see-saw fuck and suck, while slowly increasing the speed. Meanwhile, Joe had me in his mouth and held still as I pumped his face. Sam, Cesar and I all seemed to be closing in on simultaneous climaxes as the pace continued to increase. Joe reached up and began pinching and twisting my nipples as he allowed my dick deeper into his throat. I started to shake as his increased attention, pushed me into nirvana. As I started ejaculating into Joe’s mouth, Cesar began filling mine as well. Sam was the last to start, but it was only moments later that he pumped his hot jizz into my sloppy hole.
Now that everyone had ejaculated, they all pulled out of my cum pockets and headed upstairs, except for Joe. I pulled my softening penis from his mouth before moving forward enough to place my leaking ass on his face. He said that he wanted to lick my ass some more, so I allowed him to lick two additional loads of semen from my well-filled rectum. He didn’t hesitate to lap away as the warm goo leaked from my already thrice-fucked anus. Clearly, I wasn’t doing well at limiting the amount of anal penetration that I allowed, but it was enjoyable. As Joe’s tongue slowly wormed its way inside me, I really didn’t care, as long as it felt this good.
Joe seemed like he was enjoying himself as much as I was, so I opened his shorts to get to his tenting cock. When it came into view, I lay down and sucked it into my mouth. I worked my magical tongue around it as Joe worked his deeper inside my receptive hole. We seemed to be feeding off of each other’s needs. As I increased the suction and motion on his cock, he, in turn, increased the swirling and thrusting action of his tongue. I have cum before from just anal stimulation, but generally, it’s from a thick cock and not a plunging tongue. That being said, Joe had me very close, and I think he understood, as I began grinding down on his face.
We were both on the edge of climax as Joe’s tongue-work had me starting to quiver. I forced his hard-on into my throat as he began pulling and twisting my nipples. His first convulsion shot a load down my open gullet and caused him to pull on my hardened teats. That surge of stimulation sent me over the edge as I shot streams across his shirt. As his contractions ended, I continued to shudder with his tongue still deeply ensconced in my rear entrance. Releasing his withering penis from my mouth, I stammered, “If you don’t stop, I may have to marry you,” then began to snicker.
Joe quickly withdrew his tongue, so I rolled off of him, and we both broke out into a fit of laughter. As the hilarity ebbed, Joe said, “So if I marry you, I’ll get to do this every day?”
I questioned, “What, share me with your friends on a boat?”
“Well,” Joe offered, “I was thinking more about keeping you to myself.”
We quickly crossed over from amusement to what sounded like a real question about commitment. I lightened it back up a little with, “There won’t be any marrying going on with this boy. This ass is just too much for anyone’s cock to handle, but it can be rented on occasion.”
Joe got the gist of things, whether he was being serious, or not. As we lie there for another minute, he asked, “Will you let me know if you get your ass filled again later on?”
I replied, “Yes, I will. I know how much you enjoy licking me clean.”
Joe got to his feet and began dressing, as I hopped up and slid on my thong. We headed back topside as the engines were slowing, so I headed for Grandpa. We were in position and cut the engines so that we would drift while we fished. I started bringing up the rods and tackle while Grandpa took a break. Once everyone was set up with their equipment, I went to the galley below to bring up some drinks. As I delivered the refreshments, I made sure to flirt and rub myself all over my four cum donors. While they did show their appreciation by fondling different parts of my smooth body, it didn’t go any further than that for now.
I headed back to Grandpa and said, “Well, this group started with a bang, but I think they’re done for a while.”
Grandpa stated, “I told you they were more into fishing than the Tuesday crowd. I would just let them go for about 30 minutes and let them get bored. If they don’t catch anything soon, then they’ll come back for more of your charms.”
“Okay Grandpa, I’ll give them some time, but I’ll make my rounds every twenty minutes or so to make sure they’re properly hydrated,” I replied.
Grandpa and I played cards at the dining table below deck while I kept my eye on the clock. After twenty minutes, I made my way into the bathroom with my bag and oiled up my body. I then did my rounds to see if anyone needed a refill. My first customer was Matt, but he was busy trying to hook something that kept nibbling at his line. I moved on to Cesar, and he asked for a beer while rubbing my slick ass-cheeks. Once he ordered, I moved to Sam, who was seated, and sat on his lap while he asked for a beer also. My last stop was Joe, who was out of view of the others. I came up behind him and ran my hands under his shirt to play with his nipples. As I rolled and pinched them, I asked, “Is there anything I can get you?”
Joe stuttered, “I’d… I’d love a beer.”
I flirted, “I’ll be right back with it, you tongue master,” as I tweaked his nipples one last time.
As I moved back around the boat, I noticed that Matt was no longer fighting with his nibbler. I walked up as he was baiting his hook and wrapped my arms around his waist and pressed my cock against his ass. Distracted by my attention, he dropped the hook and sighed, “Well, since you offered, how about we go below and let you stuff that stiffy into my neglected ass.”
I quickly answered, “Let me get the others a beer, and I’ll be right down.”
I quickly shot down below and grabbed a few beers while telling Grandpa that I would be using the bed in moments. With the beers in hand, I passed Matt in the steps and gave him a quick peck on the lips as we passed. After distributing the beers, I headed below to have some fun.
Matt was already naked and lying face up and about half hard. I slipped off my thong before snaking up his legs and engulfing his penis. As I slowly worked him to full hardness, I spread his legs to get to his entrance. Once I began running my finger across his pucker, he began to softly growl. I loosened my seal around his unbending pole, to allow a copious flow of our combined fluids to reach his relaxed anus. With the lubrication, I slowly inserted my finger to open him up. His growls quickly turned to soft roars as I managed a second finger. My attention to his cock had waned purposely as I didn’t want him to cum until I was inside him.
Matt had pulled his legs back to his chest and begged, “Please fuck me now.”
I removed my fingers and lubed up my cock with the remaining saliva from my mouth then pressed against his entrance. I love to watch the head of my phallus as it penetrates a new lover for the first time. Once the head slips in, I quickly look at their face and love the reaction. It’s almost always one of desire, need, and sometimes love. Matt’s reaction was pure need, and he howled as I pushed my way into his neglected rectum. I held myself in place for a moment and figured that, based on his verbal response, Matt would ask me to pound him fast. As I slowly pulled back to push inside him again, he pleaded, “Take it slow, I want to enjoy every stroke.”
We got a nice moderate rhythm going, and I even put his legs over my shoulders to increase the intimacy. With my hands-free, I lazily stroked his subdued penis while gently manipulating each of his nipples. Matt’s hands had been spreading his buttocks in a desperate attempt to get me ‘just a little’ deeper. As I slowly increased the tempo, his hands fell to the bed and grasped at the sheets, as his howls increased in volume. His nipples seemed quite sensitive, so I released his shrunken cock and began working both nipples, simultaneously. The bet paid off, as he began to shudder and could now be heard by everyone on the boat.
I still wasn’t going fast, but he was clearly on the edge of a colossal orgasm. He was shaking harder now as I slapped harder against his ass with every thrust. I didn’t increase the speed, because I wanted to see how long he would stay on the precipice. His knuckles were now white from the grip that he was maintaining on the sheets. It all changed, when I went from rolling and pinching his nipples, to pulling them. Matt reached for my face and pulled me down on top of him to devour my face as he shook from one of the strongest orgasms I’ve ever seen. His anal contractions brought me to the edge, and I flooded his anal canal with my semen. We molested each other’s faces through our mutual climaxes.
As the tongue wrestling slowly turned to loving kisses, Matt broke away and uttered, “That was the strongest orgasm that I’ve ever had.”
“That was the strongest that I’ve ever witnessed, much less participated in,” I offered.
“When your Grandpa suggested we bring in someone to ramp up the sex, I assumed it would be some pretty boy that we’d all fuck. I never thought that that pretty boy would be as talented as you’ve turned out to be,” Matt offered.
I sat back up and pumped his ass a few times to get his attention. As he gasped at the penetration, I replied, “You’ll find out just how talented I am if you keep coming on these cruises for the summer.” I slowly removed myself from his sloppy buttocks and wiped myself off with some tissues. Pulling my thong back on I teased, “I’d love to stay and show you a few more tricks, but I’ve got another patron to satisfy. I closed the door behind me before grabbing a beer and heading up to see how the others were doing.
Once topside, I noticed that everyone was gathered around Sam as he fought what seemed to be a sizeable catch. I grabbed the net, the gaff, and the gloves on my way over to them. Sam was doing a fantastic job of bringing it closer without snapping the line. As he juked and danced around, while continually reeling in his victim, I handed the gloves to Grandpa. I gave the net to Cesar, as he was closest to Sam, and kept the gaff. After another ten minutes, Sam had finally worn the beast out as a manta ray surfaced. The wing-span looked to be about six feet, so I leaned over and held the gaff above it for a rough estimate. Joe pulled out his phone and took a quick picture to confirm my guess.
Sam walked it toward the back as we all followed to help him set it free. Once he removed the hook, the ray ducked below the surface and swam away. I ran to the cooler and grabbed a handful of beers for the ensuing celebration. We all gathered, including Matt, who finally made his way topside as we were releasing the catch. With beers all around, Sam shared the details of his skirmish from beginning to end. After we all applauded his efforts, Grandpa interjected, “And I thought we’d never catch anything after the howls that came from below deck.” We all broke out into laughter, including Matt, at Grandpa’s statement.
Grinning wildly, Sam asked, “Shouldn’t there be some sort of reward for the first catch of the day?”
I moved up to him, sliding my hands under his shirt, and began flicking his nipples. As I pressed my groin into his, and ground against him, I asked, “What did you have in mind?”
