It was June of 2018. I had a good friend who worked for one of the major cruise lines, and he was always getting some kind of goody or free giveaway. One day, he texts me and says that he had gotten a week long complimentary stay, and he knew how much I had been longing to go on a cruise, so he offered it to me. I jumped at the opportunity.
I packed my bags, and headed down to Florida where the port was. When I finally made it to check in, the manager at the desk told me there was a problem with my room.
"I'm afraid to tell you we've double booked your room by mistake," he said.
"Well, what are we going to do to fix that?," I asked. He could tell I was not happy.
"Give me a moment."
His fingers flew over the keys and he picked up the phone and made a very rushed call. I could feel my blood pressure boiling. This couldn't be happening to me.
"Ok, sir, since we've screwed up on your end, we are upgrading you to the only accommodation we have left on the ship - our presidential suite," the manager told me. "It's usually reserved for large families, but it happens to be open, and will be an amazing space for you to enjoy the cruise in."
I thanked him for being so accommodating, he gave me my keys, pointed me in the direction of the ship, and off I went to board.
When I finally made it onto the floating city, I traveled through the massive galley to find the right hallway that would take me to my room. Several elevators, and half an hour later, I was able to locate my suite, which was situated at the end of what felt like a never-ending hallway. I held the key up to the door, and walked in.
The suite was beyond anything I could have imagined - a massive two story presidential suite with high ceilings, a baby grand piano, 4 bathrooms, 4 bedrooms, a full dining area, and a private hot tub. How the fuck did I get so lucky?
The view was spectacular, and very private. My balcony was covered in all directions. Hell, you could walk out there naked and no one would be able to see you. I was momentarily sad I had no one to share this experience with.
I started unpacking my bags and putting things away. I remember walking into the bathroom - there was a huge shower with floor to ceiling glass - big enough for at least 3 people, plus a toilet AND a bidet, and 2 sinks. I was in a floating luxury hotel, I thought.
Then, there was a knock at my door.
I was taken by surprise, but went to open the door and opened it. Standing there was a young, breathtakingly beautiful young bellhop, dressed in a tight cruise outfit. He had the most beautiful smile and looked right at me in the eyes. He was so cute I could barely speak.
"Hi there," I said. He responded, "Well...hello." "May I help you," I asked. He said, "I'm from cruise hospitality, stopping by to introduce myself and check on your accommodations to make sure you are truly satisfied. May I come in?"
How was I going to say no to this insanely hot twink standing in my doorway? "Please, come in," I said.
He walked in, and as he walked past me into the room, my eyes made their way to his backside. His tight slacks hugged what appeared to be an incredible bubble butt packed into his outfit. He walked into the room, looked around, and then turned to me and smiled. "Everything appears to be as expected," he said. "Yes," I replied. "I'm very happy with the accommodations." He continued to look around, hands behind his back, gazing out at the balcony, then going into the bathroom to inspect. "Is this your first time on our ship?," he asked. I said yes.
"Well, my job is to make sure that all my clients are beyond happy with everything. I love to please," he said.
"Oh...do you, now?", I replied.
A huge grin came across his face. His dimples were adorable. He walked closer towards me. "Yes, I do. I'm always very eager to make sure my customers get exactly what they want and deserve."
He pressed his hand up to my crotch - I was already rock solid, and he could feel the heat of my massive erection through my pants. He let out a small gasp and whimpered slightly. "Looks like you might need some help unpacking one other thing," he said.
"Unpack whatever you want," I replied, and smiled at him.
He licked his lips, and unbuttoned his coat. He slid it off and threw it into a chair. He wasn't wearing a shirt underneath, and his body was toned, silky smooth, and beautiful. He had huge puffy nipples and at least an 8 pack of abs - a totally body to die for. He dropped to his knees, and proceeded to unzip my fly. Pulling my pants down, my massive cock literally popped out, almost smacking him in the face, and his eyes grew wide. "Jesus fucking Christ, it's huge," he said. He looked up at me as if to ask permission.
"Suck my cock, bitch," I said.
"Yes sir, daddy," he replied.
HIs mouth wrapped around my fat, girthy cock and he began to suck it deeply. Chills went through my body. I couldn't even believe this was happening. I watched as his beautiful face made out with my dick. I was already pre-cumming, and knew he had to be tasting some of that on his tongue. He gave fantastic head, and despite the large size of my cock, seemed to handle it like and experienced cocksucker.
The sucking become more and more furious. He was sloppy, making tons of noises, and really working to deep throat every inch. I was impressed with his determination. I looked down and admired the sway and arch of his back. I knew what was waiting inside those pants, and I couldn't wait much longer to experience it for myself.
I slowly pulled my cock out of his throat. Spit dribbled down his chin, and hung off the fireman's helmet of my dick. I guided him up off the floor, and we kissed, deeply. Our tongues danced together as we made out passionately. I grabbed him, and took him into the bedroom, and tossed him onto the bed. He removed his belt, and instantly slid his tight slacks off into a crumpled pile on the floor. He wore a hot pink thong, and the tiny strip of fabric barely covered his hole.
When I tell you that he had the prettiest boy pussy I had ever seen in my life, I tell you the truth. It was pink, super tight, 100% hairless, and he winked it at me. I could feel my cock throbbing as I looked at it. He grabbed his legs, and slowly placed them all the way behind his head - his athleticism was insane! He then looked up at me as I stood over at him, and whispered the words every top daddy wants to hear.
"Eat my pussy, daddy."
Eating boy pussy was something I was exceptionally good at. And when you have REALLY pretty pussy? Something happens to me. I become like a wild animal. I lose all sense of myself and become this monster who has to devour the meal in front of me. And this pussy was so pretty and so ready that I could instantly feel myself transform into a ravenous beast. I knelt down in front of his lips, and pressed my thumbs on both sides to spread him open. Holy fuck. It was almost like looking into a vagina. Not a real one - but a boy vagina. A cunt. This was feminized boy twat, and he wanted me to lick it.
Who am I to say no?
I slid my tongue into his silky wet recesses, and began to rim him. He instantly began to whimper and moan. "Oh fuck, daddy - eat me! Eat my pussy, daddy!," he cried. My tongue flicked the inside walls of his pink pucker, and I began to taste his juices. HIs natural cream was started to bubble up onto my tongue. It was so sweet, like a honey butter. I violently tongue-fucked his vagina, deeper and deeper. Spit and cunt juice splashed onto my face - he was SO wet. He moaned. I roared. I was eating twink boy pussy. The sloppy sounds echoed as I dug my tongue deeper and deeper. He pressed his hole out, and I grabbed onto it with my lips, sucking it into my mouth and creating a tight hold - I released it and he moaned. "Press your pussy into my mouth, baby," I said. He did it again. Another suck. Another release. Over and over. This was sheer heaven.
I feasted on his twat for over half an hour. Finally, I stood up, and watched as he rubbed and fingered his wet hole in a circle.
"Daddy, get me pregnant," he said.
My cock was dripping and throbbing. Between my own natural precum and his boy juices, we didn't need any lube. He rolled over onto his hands and knees, scooted to the end of the bed, and arched his back deeper than any bottom I had ever seen. This boy clearly knew what he was doing. I pressed my cock against his pussy lips, and watched in wonder as he sucked every inch of it into his body. Slowly, inch by inch, all my of my fat, thick meat disappeared inside of his insane bubble butt until it was fully gone. He moaned and sighed. I began to slowly pump back and forth. I watched in wonder as the lips of his cunt stretched over my cock. He was soaking wet, and so warm inside. I grabbed his hips, and began to thrust stronger and more aggressively. We worked our way into a steady rhythm. With each stroke, more and more juices began to bubble up and flow, and cream began to splash out of him, and onto my tummy.
We were having bareback sex, and I was going to get this boy pregnant.
Now we were in it. The sweat began to pour out of my body, and onto his. I slammed into him doggy style as he screamed and moaned. "Take my cock, you fucking fag bitch." "Yes sir!" he screamed. "Fuck my pussy!"
We kept fucking. We switched positions. Doggy to missionary. Missionary to cowboy. Cowboy to reverse cowboy. Laying on our sides. I wanted to get as deep as I could into his twink twat, and I was ripping him wide open. At one point, he was bouncing up and down on me violently, and without any warning, he pulled off, and before I could process what was happening, threw his wet stretched open pussy down on my face so I could taste him, while proceeding to deep throat my cock, which was covered in his own juices. Nasty fucking sex!! I ate him out, he sucked me. The sounds of sweat and sperm echoed throughout the whole suite as we devoured each other.
I placed him back on his back and got his legs back behind his head, and began to pile drive him again. As my cock slammed into his vagina, I leaned down and kissed him. I could taste my own sperm on his tongue as we swirled around in each other's mouths. We made eye contact and never took our eyes off each other. He knew as well as I did what was coming, and he was fully ready for it.
My dick began to grow in size inside of him. It was getting thicker and fatter, building up with gallons of hot cream, ready to erupt like a volcano. "Oh shit," I said. "I'm gonna cum." He looked at me - "Do it, daddy. Cum inside my pussy. Get me pregnant with your unborn children - I want it," he moaned. "Fuck my pussy!"
I pumped harder and harder, bearing down all my weight on his athletic body. Finally, my dick could no longer hold it, and with an enormous blast I had never experienced before, I released what felt like gallons of sperm inside of his perfect twink vagina. I screamed, he screamed. We held onto each other for dear life as I blasted my cream down to his second hole, fully impregnanting him. We breathed together. Our bodies stuck together from sweat. I was out of breath, and so was he. I pulled my cock slowly from his pink pussy, and then he committed the ultimate act of love - he sat up, grabbed it by the base, and shoved all of it into his mouth, where he proceeded to finish me off by sucking out every last remaining drop. I threw my head back and screamed - what a sensation. He nursed and sucked on it gently, licking the tip of the head, and finally giving it a kiss when he knew that I was completely empty.
He slid off the bed, and into my arms. I picked him up and we kissed. We giggled.
"Well," I said, "That's quite a welcome to the ship. Do you do this for all your customers?"
He said, "No sir. But I do make sure that the really wonderful ones receive the best cabin service I can provide."
I laughed. "Well, I know what rating I'll be giving you," I said.
"Five stars, I hope," he replied with a smile. I grinned. "Five stars, definitely."
I packed my bags, and headed down to Florida where the port was. When I finally made it to check in, the manager at the desk told me there was a problem with my room.
"I'm afraid to tell you we've double booked your room by mistake," he said.
"Well, what are we going to do to fix that?," I asked. He could tell I was not happy.
"Give me a moment."
His fingers flew over the keys and he picked up the phone and made a very rushed call. I could feel my blood pressure boiling. This couldn't be happening to me.
"Ok, sir, since we've screwed up on your end, we are upgrading you to the only accommodation we have left on the ship - our presidential suite," the manager told me. "It's usually reserved for large families, but it happens to be open, and will be an amazing space for you to enjoy the cruise in."
I thanked him for being so accommodating, he gave me my keys, pointed me in the direction of the ship, and off I went to board.
When I finally made it onto the floating city, I traveled through the massive galley to find the right hallway that would take me to my room. Several elevators, and half an hour later, I was able to locate my suite, which was situated at the end of what felt like a never-ending hallway. I held the key up to the door, and walked in.
The suite was beyond anything I could have imagined - a massive two story presidential suite with high ceilings, a baby grand piano, 4 bathrooms, 4 bedrooms, a full dining area, and a private hot tub. How the fuck did I get so lucky?
The view was spectacular, and very private. My balcony was covered in all directions. Hell, you could walk out there naked and no one would be able to see you. I was momentarily sad I had no one to share this experience with.
I started unpacking my bags and putting things away. I remember walking into the bathroom - there was a huge shower with floor to ceiling glass - big enough for at least 3 people, plus a toilet AND a bidet, and 2 sinks. I was in a floating luxury hotel, I thought.
Then, there was a knock at my door.
I was taken by surprise, but went to open the door and opened it. Standing there was a young, breathtakingly beautiful young bellhop, dressed in a tight cruise outfit. He had the most beautiful smile and looked right at me in the eyes. He was so cute I could barely speak.
"Hi there," I said. He responded, "Well...hello." "May I help you," I asked. He said, "I'm from cruise hospitality, stopping by to introduce myself and check on your accommodations to make sure you are truly satisfied. May I come in?"
How was I going to say no to this insanely hot twink standing in my doorway? "Please, come in," I said.
He walked in, and as he walked past me into the room, my eyes made their way to his backside. His tight slacks hugged what appeared to be an incredible bubble butt packed into his outfit. He walked into the room, looked around, and then turned to me and smiled. "Everything appears to be as expected," he said. "Yes," I replied. "I'm very happy with the accommodations." He continued to look around, hands behind his back, gazing out at the balcony, then going into the bathroom to inspect. "Is this your first time on our ship?," he asked. I said yes.
"Well, my job is to make sure that all my clients are beyond happy with everything. I love to please," he said.
"Oh...do you, now?", I replied.
A huge grin came across his face. His dimples were adorable. He walked closer towards me. "Yes, I do. I'm always very eager to make sure my customers get exactly what they want and deserve."
He pressed his hand up to my crotch - I was already rock solid, and he could feel the heat of my massive erection through my pants. He let out a small gasp and whimpered slightly. "Looks like you might need some help unpacking one other thing," he said.
"Unpack whatever you want," I replied, and smiled at him.
He licked his lips, and unbuttoned his coat. He slid it off and threw it into a chair. He wasn't wearing a shirt underneath, and his body was toned, silky smooth, and beautiful. He had huge puffy nipples and at least an 8 pack of abs - a totally body to die for. He dropped to his knees, and proceeded to unzip my fly. Pulling my pants down, my massive cock literally popped out, almost smacking him in the face, and his eyes grew wide. "Jesus fucking Christ, it's huge," he said. He looked up at me as if to ask permission.
"Suck my cock, bitch," I said.
"Yes sir, daddy," he replied.
HIs mouth wrapped around my fat, girthy cock and he began to suck it deeply. Chills went through my body. I couldn't even believe this was happening. I watched as his beautiful face made out with my dick. I was already pre-cumming, and knew he had to be tasting some of that on his tongue. He gave fantastic head, and despite the large size of my cock, seemed to handle it like and experienced cocksucker.
The sucking become more and more furious. He was sloppy, making tons of noises, and really working to deep throat every inch. I was impressed with his determination. I looked down and admired the sway and arch of his back. I knew what was waiting inside those pants, and I couldn't wait much longer to experience it for myself.
I slowly pulled my cock out of his throat. Spit dribbled down his chin, and hung off the fireman's helmet of my dick. I guided him up off the floor, and we kissed, deeply. Our tongues danced together as we made out passionately. I grabbed him, and took him into the bedroom, and tossed him onto the bed. He removed his belt, and instantly slid his tight slacks off into a crumpled pile on the floor. He wore a hot pink thong, and the tiny strip of fabric barely covered his hole.
When I tell you that he had the prettiest boy pussy I had ever seen in my life, I tell you the truth. It was pink, super tight, 100% hairless, and he winked it at me. I could feel my cock throbbing as I looked at it. He grabbed his legs, and slowly placed them all the way behind his head - his athleticism was insane! He then looked up at me as I stood over at him, and whispered the words every top daddy wants to hear.
"Eat my pussy, daddy."
Eating boy pussy was something I was exceptionally good at. And when you have REALLY pretty pussy? Something happens to me. I become like a wild animal. I lose all sense of myself and become this monster who has to devour the meal in front of me. And this pussy was so pretty and so ready that I could instantly feel myself transform into a ravenous beast. I knelt down in front of his lips, and pressed my thumbs on both sides to spread him open. Holy fuck. It was almost like looking into a vagina. Not a real one - but a boy vagina. A cunt. This was feminized boy twat, and he wanted me to lick it.
Who am I to say no?
I slid my tongue into his silky wet recesses, and began to rim him. He instantly began to whimper and moan. "Oh fuck, daddy - eat me! Eat my pussy, daddy!," he cried. My tongue flicked the inside walls of his pink pucker, and I began to taste his juices. HIs natural cream was started to bubble up onto my tongue. It was so sweet, like a honey butter. I violently tongue-fucked his vagina, deeper and deeper. Spit and cunt juice splashed onto my face - he was SO wet. He moaned. I roared. I was eating twink boy pussy. The sloppy sounds echoed as I dug my tongue deeper and deeper. He pressed his hole out, and I grabbed onto it with my lips, sucking it into my mouth and creating a tight hold - I released it and he moaned. "Press your pussy into my mouth, baby," I said. He did it again. Another suck. Another release. Over and over. This was sheer heaven.
I feasted on his twat for over half an hour. Finally, I stood up, and watched as he rubbed and fingered his wet hole in a circle.
"Daddy, get me pregnant," he said.
My cock was dripping and throbbing. Between my own natural precum and his boy juices, we didn't need any lube. He rolled over onto his hands and knees, scooted to the end of the bed, and arched his back deeper than any bottom I had ever seen. This boy clearly knew what he was doing. I pressed my cock against his pussy lips, and watched in wonder as he sucked every inch of it into his body. Slowly, inch by inch, all my of my fat, thick meat disappeared inside of his insane bubble butt until it was fully gone. He moaned and sighed. I began to slowly pump back and forth. I watched in wonder as the lips of his cunt stretched over my cock. He was soaking wet, and so warm inside. I grabbed his hips, and began to thrust stronger and more aggressively. We worked our way into a steady rhythm. With each stroke, more and more juices began to bubble up and flow, and cream began to splash out of him, and onto my tummy.
We were having bareback sex, and I was going to get this boy pregnant.
Now we were in it. The sweat began to pour out of my body, and onto his. I slammed into him doggy style as he screamed and moaned. "Take my cock, you fucking fag bitch." "Yes sir!" he screamed. "Fuck my pussy!"
We kept fucking. We switched positions. Doggy to missionary. Missionary to cowboy. Cowboy to reverse cowboy. Laying on our sides. I wanted to get as deep as I could into his twink twat, and I was ripping him wide open. At one point, he was bouncing up and down on me violently, and without any warning, he pulled off, and before I could process what was happening, threw his wet stretched open pussy down on my face so I could taste him, while proceeding to deep throat my cock, which was covered in his own juices. Nasty fucking sex!! I ate him out, he sucked me. The sounds of sweat and sperm echoed throughout the whole suite as we devoured each other.
I placed him back on his back and got his legs back behind his head, and began to pile drive him again. As my cock slammed into his vagina, I leaned down and kissed him. I could taste my own sperm on his tongue as we swirled around in each other's mouths. We made eye contact and never took our eyes off each other. He knew as well as I did what was coming, and he was fully ready for it.
My dick began to grow in size inside of him. It was getting thicker and fatter, building up with gallons of hot cream, ready to erupt like a volcano. "Oh shit," I said. "I'm gonna cum." He looked at me - "Do it, daddy. Cum inside my pussy. Get me pregnant with your unborn children - I want it," he moaned. "Fuck my pussy!"
I pumped harder and harder, bearing down all my weight on his athletic body. Finally, my dick could no longer hold it, and with an enormous blast I had never experienced before, I released what felt like gallons of sperm inside of his perfect twink vagina. I screamed, he screamed. We held onto each other for dear life as I blasted my cream down to his second hole, fully impregnanting him. We breathed together. Our bodies stuck together from sweat. I was out of breath, and so was he. I pulled my cock slowly from his pink pussy, and then he committed the ultimate act of love - he sat up, grabbed it by the base, and shoved all of it into his mouth, where he proceeded to finish me off by sucking out every last remaining drop. I threw my head back and screamed - what a sensation. He nursed and sucked on it gently, licking the tip of the head, and finally giving it a kiss when he knew that I was completely empty.
He slid off the bed, and into my arms. I picked him up and we kissed. We giggled.
"Well," I said, "That's quite a welcome to the ship. Do you do this for all your customers?"
He said, "No sir. But I do make sure that the really wonderful ones receive the best cabin service I can provide."
I laughed. "Well, I know what rating I'll be giving you," I said.
"Five stars, I hope," he replied with a smile. I grinned. "Five stars, definitely."
