I had said yes to a holiday cruise because it sailed from Dover, a local port without too much driving to get there, and I desperately needed a break.

My name is Tom and I had just set up my own business and was also trying to move house. It was all so stressful and I hadn’t been able to sleep properly for weeks, despite the nightly wank ritual that had always worked in the past.

I certainly wasn’t getting any sex, regularly or otherwise. As a young, twentyfive, gay, unattached male I really needed to get my rocks off at least twice a week. I wasn’t bad looking, had a decent body and a seven inch thick, uncut cock. I was somewhat at a loss as to how to use these attributes to my advantage on this cruise. The problem was the age of the majority of the other passengers. They all seemed to be married and over sixty. The youngest and most attractive men on board were the crew, not the senior staff but the dancers, waiters and maintenance guys. Some of them were so sexy, the dancers especially. They were all shapes but camp as fuck and that was not my flavour of the month. I preferred a more rugged man who could take charge and show me a good time. Most of the crew came from the Philippines; lovely tan skin and that cute inflection to their accent, but of small build and with a supple body that could get in many unexpected positions. I often had a hard-on at dinner as I day-dreamed of all sorts of sexual escapades with one or another, or sometimes all of them.

There was one waiter who was exactly my type. He was Reece, a big, black guy from Trinidad. The way he was turned out, his physique and bearing, made my juices flow. I wanted his attention and flirted with him every time I could. He remained stoic, always professional and polite but never a smile twisted his lips and eye contact never happened. At six foot two he could easily look over my head as he answered my questions and he didn’t ever respond to my banter.

After two days I wrote him off as straight but still fantasised over him at night. He was at the top of my wank bank. Then on Sunday something happened that changed everything. We had a day at sea and the crew put on an Olympic type fun event in the pool, to raise money for the RNLI. We were supposed to bet on our favourite team and cheer them on as they raced against each department. The pool was crowded and the MC introduced the teams one at a time. The first was from catering, next was housekeeping, the next from maintenance and lastly came the waiters.

They stepped forward one group at a time and were introduced as they removed the white towelling robes they had borrowed from the spa. Each group stripped off to reveal an assortment of costumes.

That’s when I noticed Reece. I’d picked him out when he walked on. What a surprise when he took off his robe and struck a pose. The crowd went wild as he displayed his fit body, hidden only by a brief, tight, yellow speedo. Who’d have thought he’d have a body like that under his waiter’s uniform. He was certainly sexy and his brief suit housed what looked like a seagull rather han a budgie.

He had a body to die for and obviously worked out regularly. His muscles had a baby oil shine that highlighted how toned they were. The whistles and comments went on for longer than for anyone else and I made certain my voice carried over the crowd. I saw Reece scan around and he caught my eye. His lips twitched and his eyebrows raised. He was actually grinning.

So, an exhibitionist eh. Who’d have thought it?

He struck several body builder poses and then flexed his arm muscles. Next he looked at me, turned around, bent over and grabbed his ankles to show off his tight bum. It looked like two ripe melons trapped in a thin plastic bag. His buttocks bounced as he twitched and the crowd went wild. I had felt the blood flowing south as soon as I saw him. Now I was in full erection.

I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he stretched and posed and I imagined everything he did was for me, just for me, not the crowd. I fantasised that he wanted me in his cabin or anywhere that prying eyes couldn’t see us and I was getting harder and harder by the second. When he turned around I saw that he was too. There was a bigger bulge in his yellow briefs with a wet mark at the tip, but before anyone could call him on it he had dropped into the deep water and was completely submerged. All evidence of his sexual arousal was gone.

The swimming went well. Reece was the best by far but some guys on his team were keen rather than proficient. They got through to the semifinals which they narrowly won and then in the finals they had to swim against the maintenance guys. A bigger, burlier group I had never seen. They pushed and jostled each other and the waiter’s team too, until one lad was upended and dumped into the pool. The crowd loved it and whooped and cheered. Eventually order was restored and the relay started. There were five in each team swimming two lengths each and everyone had to be out of the water to finish.

Reece swam last and while he was waiting he got into a good natured scrap with a buff deck hand on the other team. They play wrestled and grappled on the edge of the pool and eventually both toppled into the water and missed their handover. The other guys in each team all jumped in too and there was chaos with lots of good natured ducking and splashing untIl Reece duck dived and surprisingly came up with a pair of blue cut off shorts that he waved over his head. The other guys in his team joined in and before long each was waving a pair of shorts from the opposition over their heads. The crowd were laughing and cheering and the guys good naturedly helped each other out of the water, covering the naked parts with a towel. Reece caught my eye and, as he stood proud, hands on hips, he winked and grinned in my direction. Then he turned and disappeared with the rest of his team as the MC tried to regain order.

I pushed my way out of the crowd of noisy spectators and followed the back of his head as best I could. He was nearly head and shoulders taller than most of the other crew, with a muscular neck and back, tapering to a slim waist and that marvellous bum, trapped in the tight, brief, bright yellow speedo. I was already hard and struggling to keep up did nothing to diminish that.

We passed through several doors labelled crew only, and in the excitement no one challenged me. The crowd of competitors had now thinned out as men peeled off to their cabins. When we got to a row of doors Reece turned and looked over his shoulder at me for the first time.

“What are you doing here?” he growled as he fumbled with his pass key.

“I hoped I could dry your back for you, or anything else you want,” I replied and a slight grin broke out on his face.

“You’d better come in then,” and I followed him into the cramped but very tidy cabin.

There was only one single bed, the sheets and covers neat and straight. Reece stood in his space and pulled me to him, as he ran his hand over my back. He leaned in and cupped the back of my head as our lips met. The kiss was everything I hoped it would be. Slow, sensual, and open mouthed with hand caressing, and tongues flicking and bumping together.

Reece moaned as I went in for another deep, open mouthed kiss. My heart was beating so hard I could hear it. I fell down onto the bed and pulled Reece with me. He toed off his sandals and rested on top of me, looking deep into my eyes as I gazed back at him. I revelled in his scent and firm body. He was still damp from the pool and his legs and thighs were cold.

Reece pulled away gently and looked deep into my eyes.

“We can’t tell anyone,” he said. “It has to be our secret. Look,” and he held up his left hand. I immediately saw the wedding ring. Why hadn’t I noticed it before? I put my hands on his chest and tried to push him off.

“No Tom. Don’t do that. I want you, I really want you but I’m married and my wife doesn’t know I’m bi and neither does anybody else. If you can’t cope with that we had better stop now,” he said.

I held on to his ring finger.

“I want you,” I said. “I’m gay, no attachments and a secret holiday fuck budy is just what I need. I can do it if you can. I want you.”

Reece smiled down at me and brought his left hand to my lips. I kissed his ring and he bent his head and kissed me again.

He smiled and said, “So, do you top?”

“If you want,” I replied” but I prefer to be taken, anyway you like.”

“Rough?” he growled with a hand pushing down on each of my shoulders as he ground his hips into mine.

“Oh yes please,” I said as I batted my eyes and wrapped my feet and ankles around his bum and pulled him in. I wanted maximum contact and could feel his firm muscles and rock hard cock as he ground against me. His cock was very stiff and big and I wanted it inside me.

Reece lifted his beautiful black body off me and stripped off his brief, yellow speedo. Then he opened the bedside cupboard and pulled out some lube and condoms. As if commanded I sprung off the bed and pulled off my shorts and vest.

“On your hands and knees, now,” he ordered.

I happily complied and felt Reece take up position on the bed between my wide open legs. I heard the lube bottle cap click and felt wet, slimy fingers ease up and down between my bum cheeks. Then I felt one finger tip play around my hole. I moaned as it was joined by another and then a third. These three digits teased and groped my bum hole, pushing in and out, first one then two and finally three. I was worked relentlessly and opened until all three slid easily in and out, repeatedly hitting my prostate and making me moan and groan. They were continually pushed right in and roughly pulled out again. Fuck I loved it and writhed in lust.

Reece leaned over me, his mouth close to my ear. “Keep the noise down,” he said. “We don’t want anyone to hear.”

“Come on man, I’m ready now,” I answered. “Fuck me…. hard. Now.”

He pulled back and I heard a condom packet tear. After a bit of pulling and a snap Reece told me to turn over onto my back. The sight of his muscled pecs and abs and especially his big black ten inch cock was very erotic. I had always loved a muscled hunk and the dimensions of his cock seemed to have doubled as it was encased in a magnum condom and a black one at that.

I lifted my knees to my chest with my hands pulling up my thighs. Reece bent over me and kissed me hard, His tongue forcing my lips open. With one hand he guided his gigantic rod to my wet and willing opening and inserted the head. It felt huge and with just the knob end in he rested until I was used to his girth. When he felt me pull on his buttocks he realised I was ready and plunged another four inches deep inside, while smothering my moans and groans with his big, sensual lips.

After a few minutes he plunged again, impaling me with another four inches of that monster rod. He was quickly all the way in and he pumped, balls deep until he rested again, his full weight on me now.

“You like that boy? My big black cock deep inside your tight white bum. Hope so ‘cos it feels really good to me.”

He began to pull out and then push all the way in again. Every time he grazed my prostate I moaned and squirmed in his grip. Fuck, it felt so good, in and out, in and out, until I was a sobbing, moaning wreck. He used me over and over, taking his pleasure but not letting me touch myself to bring myself off.

Everytime I would get close he would stop and look down at my half closed eyes and open mouth, then smile, kiss me and say, “You sure this is what you want Tom? You like this hard fucking? Want me to stop? Just say Tom.”

My response was always the same.

“No, keep going please. Fuck me till I cum. I need your big black cock deep inside me. Fuck me harder. Pleeaassse.”

My own cock was red raw from the friction of being squeezed and rubbed between our bodies and Reece would grind his hips as he fucked me, hard and deep or slowly and sensually, never allowing me to cum.

Eventually it was too much and I cried out “Please, please Reece.” He covered my mouth with his big black hand and fucked me furiously for another ten or twelve strokes before sealing my open mouth with his lips as I screamed my pleasure and coated our bodies with my jizz.

I was so hard and there was so much cum, it went on for eight or nine strong spurts. I’d never needed a release so much.

Reece was still slamming into me hard and I realised he hadn’t finished. He kissed me again and pulled on my nipples roughly, making me cry out. I returned the favour and bit down hard on each nipple in turn. He slapped my face and pushed me onto my back, turning me over and holding my face forcefully into the pillow. He hefted my hips up and I arched my back to give him a better angle.

“Well Tom,” he teased as he leaned over my back. “You enjoying it so far buddy?”

I managed to nod despite his tight grip on my neck and he smacked my bum cheeks roughly, two or three times. The loud slaps echoed around the tiny cabin.

“You’d better hang on for the ride of your life,” and he leaned back with his thighs under mine and started to push his still rock-hard monster cock, in and out of my wide open and completely relaxed hole.

“Oh yes baby. You like my big black cock plugging your pussy hole like the slut you are? You want me to cum in your hole? Breed you? You want to feel my big man cock sliding in and out of your wet boy pussy?”

With that Reece began pumping in and out as fast as he could with me moaning incoherently, rocking and rolling my head into the pillow as he pushed backwards and forwards, in and out in hard, quick thrusts.

I was moaning and babbling and loving every minute of this covering. It wasn’t elegant and it wasn’t quick but it was just what I needed. Hard and brutal in its continuous pounding. Suddenly I felt him stop the fuck and pull out and my bum gaped and I felt empty inside. Then I heard the slick of rubber and he slammed back into me in one hard thrust.

“Can you feel that Tom? Feel me big cock fucking you raw? You like that baby?”

He reached around and hefted my hips up again, then reached under my body to find my cock that was now rock hard again.

“Can you feel it baby? My big black cock fucking you raw? I’m gonna breed you now and when I cum you’ll know it. “

He quickened his pace unbelievably and I was gasping and panting again. He reached under my body to grip my cock that was now rock hard again. As he thrust in and out with maximum force he pushed my head down into the pillow to muffle my moans and grunts. Reece leaned in again close to my ear.

“You feel my big knob tearing up your tight channel and massaging your gland? It don’t get no better boy and now youv’e had it you’ll be begging for my dick all the time.”

He bit down on the back of my neck. “Nothing else will be good enough baby and here….. it……. comes.”

With that he exploded inside me as he pumped hard.

“Ughhh. ugh, oh yes, oh yes, yes, YEEESSSS.” and he collapsed on my back, twitching and spent.

“Bet you can feel that cum filling you up,” he murmured. And I could feel it, like a tidal wave sweeping over me and filling every gap and crevice. Every squirt coated way up in my guts and flooded every part of my insides with pints of strong, milky white goo. Reece continued to pulse inside me and I felt every spasm until I was so full I could feel it seeping out from around the monster cock that plugged my hole.

I could feel he was still very hard and so was I. Even the slightest movement sent shock waves through every nerve in my body. My cock seemed especially receptive and when Reece turned me over to my back and grabbed my aching, rock hard knob, I begged him to wank me off. “Please, one last time,” I begged.

But did he? No.

Instead he took my big knob end into his mouth and sucked with hallow cheeks and tight lips. I called out his name and held his hair as I pulled his head down until my pubes were tickling his lips. Then I exploded again, this time into his mouth.

We lay together on his bed, cuddling and stroking and nearly falling asleep with exhaustion.

Reece nudged me awake. “Hey, don’t do that. I’ve got to go to work in twenty minutes. You’ve got to go.”

I was devastated to be used and thrown out like this but he had warned me.

“Come on Tom, play fair. You’ve gotta go. Sorry but head out. We may be able to hook up again but no promises.

So I pulled on my clothes and let myself out with cum dripping from my wide open hole. Fuck, I’d enjoyed it and he was right. Now no one else would do.

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Part 2 is on the way. Who will Tom have next time?

Dan, a navigator from the bridge,

Allan, a blue collar deck hand come engineer, or

Paul, a sexy dancer.

Read the next chapter to find out.