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"Pleasant Surprises"
Chapter 3 (M/M, Oral, Anal)
True Stories by Gary Fox

Letters to the author may be sent to:
GaryFox at LuzRojo.com

Chapter 3 - "My Next Surprise"

The story so far:

Having been introduced to the joy of man-to-man sex by a 
gorgeous transvestite who seduced me ("A More Than Pleasant 
Surprise"), I married and returned to a totally 
heterosexual life until the divorce twelve years later.  It 
was an attempt to speed up the emotional healing process 
that caused me to take a holiday on a cruise ship.  On the 
second day at sea I enjoyed an encounter with a beautiful 
young male dancer who was in the cast of the entertainment 
troupe on board and who reawakened the sexual attraction of 
other men by performing incredibly exciting oral sex on my 
eager penis and having me return the compliment ("Another 
Pleasant Surprise").  I should remind you that although I 
am in my early 50's, I am very fit due to my twice daily 
work outs with a fairly well defined body.  I am brown 
haired, with no touch of grey, and possess a greedy six 
inches of thick, cut cock. The young dancer, Joel, was 
twenty years old, six feet tall with incredibly blue eyes 
and possessed the sort of perfectly defined body you would 
expect from a professional and athletic dancer.  Even more 
attractive was his sex weapon which was a glorious 8", cut 
and, when erect, as straight and hard as a steel ruler.  He 
also likes older partners who are sensual and passionate.  
After our delightful encounter I took a shower and, on 
coming back into the cabin, found he had gone but had left 
a note on my pillow suggesting I leave my cabin door 
unlocked at 9.30pm that evening.  Ship's are difficult 
places for discreet meetings because eyes are everywhere 
and rumour and gossip are one of the few ways that the crew 
can keep themselves amused, isolated as they are from 
normal society.  There is more gossip, rumour and innuendo 
on a cruise ship at any given moment than in a year's 
supply of women's magazines.  However, Joel appeared to be 
an expert in avoiding prying eyes and we were to work out a 
code system for the times we could both be in my cabin 
without anyone else knowing.


Read on:


I dressed for dinner wishing the time away.  Memories of 
Joel's hot, young body and throbbing penis kept flashing 
before my eyes.  I found my hand trembling with excitement 
as I fumbled with the buttons on my shirt.  That evening, 
dinner seemed to drag on despite the normally interesting 
company of the other passengers who were allocated to the 
same table.  I joined in their conversation politely, 
fighting to keep my attention in the present when my mind 
was in the immediate future.

By the time dinner was over there was still an hour to kill 
so I made my excuses and returned to my cabin where I had 
another shower then, wearing nothing but a short dressing 
gown, I poured myself a cognac from the bottle I had 
brought on board with me and tried to watch the television.  
I found my attention wandering as much as my hand that was 
gently massaging my growing prick.  I gave up on the 
television and took my drink out onto the small, private 
balcony that attached to the cabin.  It had a table and two 
chairs and, being in the tropics, the night was warm and 
balmy.  
I sat there anticipating the wonders to come when I heard 
the cabin door quietly open and close.  I knew, without 
looking round, that it was Joel.  I could sense him such 
was the sexual electricity passing between us even at that 
distance.

"Hello, Joel," I said quietly.

"Hi, Gary," he replied as he came up behind me and gently 
kissed me on the neck.

I turned my head to discover his lips hovering in 
anticipation of my kiss.  Our lips met and a tingle washed 
over my entire body.  Our tongues met and we French kissed 
with gentle passion.  

We broke apart and I asked him, "Care for a drink?"

"Just an orange juice will do" He went to the mini bar 
fridge and took out a bottle of juice and then joined me 
out on the balcony, leaning with his back on the railing, 
facing me.

"Beautiful night," I said as we listened to the swish of 
the ship's wake as she glided through the calm sea.

"It is now," he grinned.  "I've been thinking of you since 
I left earlier."

"Snap," I replied.  "Dinner was so hard. I couldn't 
concentrate for the memory of your naked body.  You are so 
beautiful."

"And you are very sweet," he said as he gazed at me with a 
degree of lust showing in his eyes.  "I also find you very 
sexy."

My heart gave a little lurch as I placed my hand on his 
crotch, gently rubbing that magnificent cock into 
awareness.  It responded immediately to my touch and I 
could feel it slowly swelling.  I pulled his tracksuit 
pants down and took that sexy, engorged helmet between my 
lips, flicking the tip of my tongue over his slit.  Joel 
whimpered with pleasure as I gradually took his whole shaft 
into my hot, wet mouth.  He held my head to him as he 
started to move his hips, sliding his entire 8" in and out 
of my mouth.  He started to give little spurts of precum 
that dripped onto my tongue that I lapped up hungrily.  So 
sweet yet so salty all at the same time.  He leant over and 
pushed my dressing gown off my shoulders, caressed them and 
the top of my back.

"I want you," he murmured.  "I want you so much."

I took my mouth reluctantly off his cock and looked up at 
him.

"Want you too, Joel," 

I stood up and, taking his hand in mine, I led him into my 
bedroom.  My cabin being a mini suite the bedroom was 
separate from the living area.  He lifted his arms and 
removed the top of his tracksuit and stood in all his naked 
splendour in front of me.  My dressing gown dropped to the 
floor as our naked bodies met.  He lifted his cock so it 
was against mine and they were held between our bellies as 
we kissed deeply, swollen, pulsating cock rubbing on hard, 
throbbing cock.  Then I pushed him gently back onto the bed 
and he lay there offering me his magnificent body, with his 
penis erect. He was so erotically beautiful and desirable I 
very nearly came there and then. Instead, controlling my 
urge to ejaculate, I knelt between his spreadeagled legs 
lowered my head and took his sweet prick in my mouth.  As I 
sucked and licked up and down that shaft, I turned and 
offered my beating knob to his lips.  He took my engorged 
helmet in his mouth and almost swallowed the whole of my 
cock, the root of his tongue pressing my knob up against 
his palate.  I was drinking in his precum and when one 
extra large pearl dripped onto my tongue, I removed my 
mouth and turned round, pressing my lips to his.  As they 
parted, I slipped my tongue, with his precious precum on 
it, into his mouth and shared with him his essence.  He 
sucked the cum off my tongue and looked at me with eyes 
filled with desire.

"Fuck me, " he pleaded.  "I must feel you inside me."

"I've only done that once and that was years ago," I 
confessed.

Joel smiled.  "Then you're practically a virgin!"

"I guess so.  I want you so much but I'm not sure what to 
do.  I'd hate not to please you," I said.

"Don't worry, my sweet man.  You could never disappoint 
me."

With that he reached over for the condom and lube he had 
brought with him.  Kissing me on the lips, he slid the 
condom over my rigid prick and then stroked it with gel.  I 
was getting hornier and hornier as his stroking sent 
thrills of sexual pleasure up my spine.  The he gelled his 
arse and, getting on his knees, reached back and spread the 
cheeks of his beautiful arse apart, offering me his man 
pussy.  I held my cock and rubbed it slowly in his crack, 
loving the feel of it.  Joel started to move his hips up 
and towards me until the tip of my knob found the entrance 
to his hole.

"Just press it in," he said.  "Slowly."

I pressed harder and my swollen knob suddenly popped in to 
his rosebud.  I was actually inside this beautiful boy.  
Gradually, I slid the rest of my by now throbbing cock into 
him, right up to the root of my shaft.  He moaned with 
pleasure, as did I.  I had forgotten from that single 
experience all those years ago just how beautiful it is to 
be given the privilege of sliding your cock deep into 
another man.  I started to fuck him slowly as he took his 
pulsating cock in his hand and started stroking it.  I 
slowed my fucking and reached round so that I could rub 
over the top of his slippery dick while he stroked it.  All 
my senses were on fire and I tingled in every pore of my 
naked body.

"Faster, baby. Please.  Fuck me faster," he called out.




I increased the tempo feeling my balls slamming on his arse 
cheeks.  This was simply the most exciting sex I ever 
enjoyed.  His tight arse muscles clenching round my rod as 
I thrust it faster and harder into his most secret of 
places.  Oh my God!  My balls were tightening with the need 
to cum.

"Joel, baby, I'm cumming!"

"Yes, yes," he panted.  "Me too."

I felt my balls explode as I spurted great globules of cum 
into the condom, wishing we were bareback and I could fill 
him with my juices.

"Oh! OOOhhh!" he gasped.

I felt his arse muscles spasm against my crotch as his cock 
spat its load out.  My cock started to go limp as it left 
the scene of its greatest pleasure and Joel slumped down on 
the bed.  I lay on his back, utterly spent, and kissed his 
neck.  With all the strength of the young and fit, he 
quickly turned us both over so that I found myself on my 
back and with him on top of me, his flesh on mine and our 
limp cum covered cocks slipping on each other as we kissed 
deeply and lovingly.

"Oh, Joel. That was soooooo good," I told him between 
kisses.

He smiled and said, "We have another nine nights to go on 
this cruise.  How do you feel about that?"

I smiled back.  "If you don't spend every minute possible 
with me, I'll be devastated."

"No fear of that," he replied.  "I want to spend every 
waking moment that I can with you but we have to be 
reasonable or the whole ship will know."

"Understood, but can you spend at least part of the night 
with me?"

I swear there was actual love in his eyes as he gazed down 
at me.  "Thought you'd never ask."

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