Wishful Thinking – Chapter Four

Wishful Thinking
By
Alex Hawk
Chapter 4

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I slept in a bit the next morning. I’d only slept for about nine hours, but it felt more like five years. Still, I was well-rested and looking forward to another day preying among the young boys of my town.
It was after noon before I was finally dressed in what was becoming my uniform (t-shirt, short skirt, no panties), and out of the house. I had no idea where I was going to go, but I figured I’d just head out and see where the day took me.
As it happened, the day only took me as far as the end of the block. That was where I wound up running into Carlos Gold and Lucas Reynolds, two fourteen-year-old boys who were classmates/friends with my son, Ebin. They were in a parking lot where they were both attempting to do tricks on their bikes.
I stood across the street watching them. They noticed me pretty quickly and I saw them start trying to do other tricks; showing off for the hot girl. It was pretty entertaining, especially when one of them failed.
“That looked like that hurt,” I said, sauntering towards Lucas who was currently laying flat on his back.
“It didn’t feel good,” he admitted as Carlos helped him stand.
“I’m Lisa,” I said, holding out my hand to Lucas as he stood up. I shook his hand and Carlos’. “You guys are…?”
“Carlos. He’s Lucas.”
“Nice to meet you.” I grinned at Lucas. “You were doing pretty good there until you got turned into gravity’s bitch.”
Carlos laughed as Lucas grinned back, shyly. “Yeah. Well, I just need more practice I guess.”
“You aren’t hurt or anything, are you?” I asked him. “Only I’m staying with my uncle down the street,” I added, pointing. “If you need a Band-Aid or something we can get you one.”
The two exchanged a look that said a lot and suddenly Lucas sagged a little. “Well… my ankle kind of hurts? I mean, I didn’t land on it or anything, but still.”
“Oh, you poor thing,” I cooed. “Come on, let’s get back to my uncle’s house. I can give you some aspirin or something.”
We made our way to my place, Lucas occasionally remembering he was supposed to limp slightly. I was very amused by the two of them, and looked forward to seeing Lucas not limp, if you get my meaning.
Once we got back to my house, I had the boys park their bikes and let them inside. I dropped them off in the living room and then went to get a couple aspirin and three Cokes. Then I went back to the living room.
“Well, here you go,” I said, handing each boy a Coke and the aspirin to Lucas. “I hope your ankle feels better.”
“Oh, I’m sure it’ll be ok,” he said, reaching down to rub the left ankle. The right one had been the one with the “problem” before. I grinned and otherwise ignored it.
“So you’re Ebin’s cousin?” Carlos asked.
I nodded. “Yeah, since he’s gone for the summer, my Uncle Kelly said I could come stay here while he’s not around.”
“Oh, cool.”
I turned on TV and the three of us watched it for a bit. I could see them both trying to check me out a little as I tried to figure out how I was going to pop their cherries. Eventually an idea crept into my head.
“Lucas,” I said after a bit. “Why don’t you come to the bathroom with me? I want to get a good look at your ankle, make sure it’s ok. I’m in Girl Scouts; I know first aid,” I added.
“Oh, ok, sure.”
“You just wait here, Carlos,” I said over my shoulder as Lucas and I walked towards Ebin’s bathroom. “We’ll be right back.”
“Ok.”
Once Lucas and I were in Ebin’s bathroom, I locked the door behind us and said, “So let me see your ankle.”
Lucas sat down on the edge of the bathtub and lifted his left foot.
A smile played at my lips as I said, “I thought you hurt your right ankle.”
“Huh? Oh!” He blushed and held up his right ankle.
“You didn’t hurt yourself at all, did you?” I asked smiling at him. “You just thought I was cute and I wanted to spend time with me, huh?”
Lucas blushed some more. “Well… you are cute, yeah.”
“You’re cute, too,” I said, then leaned down and kissed him gently on the lips.
“Cool,” he said with a nervous giggle.
I sat down on the toilet, which was right next to the bathtub, and started kissing him some more. Soon we were going at it pretty hardcore, our tongues dancing together in each other’s mouths. To my surprise the boy was actually a pretty good kisser!
But I knew I couldn’t keep kissing Lucas forever. First, Carlos would start to wonder what was going on, but second I had other things I wanted to do to him. Taking his virginity in Ebin’s bathroom would be tacky, so I had something else in mind.
“Stand up in front of me,” I said to him.
Looking a little confused, Lucas said, “Ok,” and stood up.
I reached out and rubbed the bulge in the front of his shorts, and then began to unbutton and unzip them. “You ever had your dick sucked?” I asked in a sweet voice.
“N… no…” Lucas whispered, eyes wide as I pulled his stiff, fourteen-year-old penis from inside his underwear. It was lovely; about five inches long, cut, very straight and very hard.
“Let’s change that, shall we?” With that I grinned at him and then lowered my mouth around his young erection, pleased that I was giving this kid his first blowjob.
“Oh… oh, Jesus…” Lucas whispered as I blew him.
I pulled my mouth off his penis long enough to say, “Make sure you warn me before you cum,” then put my mouth around it again and moved my hands back to cup his firm, rounded ass. It was smooth and hairless; everything I liked about a teenage boy’s ass!
“Oh, god, that feels good…”
I started masturbating him as I continued to suck him, wanting to get him to cum pretty quickly. Normally I would’ve taken my time, but, well, I didn’t want Carlos to get too impatient waiting for us, plus I still had to get Lucas and Carlos inside a different orifice of mine.
“Lisa…? I… I’m gonna…”
I braced myself for impact, and took Lucas’ penis as deep into my mouth as I could get it, as it began to spurt, shooting his sperm down my throat. I swallowed it all, savoring the feeling and delighting in the pleasure that I’d given this gorgeous boy.
Breathing hard, Lucas began to come down from his orgasm as I pulled my mouth off his penis and rinsed it out with a little cup of water. Then I grinned up at him and playfully batted his still-hard penis.
“You liked that?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he said with a breathless nod. “Fuck, that was wonderful.”
“Glad you liked it,” I said, smiling as I got to my feet. I gave him a little kiss on the mouth and said, “We should probably get back to Carlos.”
“Huh? Oh, yeah, right. Ok.” He stuffed his penis back into his shorts. I opened the door and we wandered back out into the living room.
Once back in the living room, Lucas took a seat next to Carlos on the couch, blushing furiously. I walked behind them and leaned down between them.
“I’m hungry. I’m going to make a pizza. You guys want some?”
“Sure,” Carlos said. Lucas just nodded.
“I’ll be in the kitchen for a bit, then.”
I wandered off, but paused as soon as I was out of sight of the living room. I listened carefully and heard Lucas say, “Dude, you will NOT believe what just happened!” then he started whispering. I grinned and went into the kitchen.
I puttered around the kitchen, cooking the pizza and actually going through the trouble to set the table. I thought about giving the boys a bit of beer to loosen them up, but I figured that wouldn’t be necessary.
Once the pizza was ready, I called the boys in. We all sat down and started to eat, both of them talking only slightly and not making eye contact with me, though they did both giggle a lot.
After the pizza was over, I said, “Hey, Carlos, will you help me clean up?”
“Uh, sure.”
“Cool. Lucas, why don’t you go watch TV for a bit?”
The boys traded looks and giggled a bit. Lucas said, “Ok, I’ll be in the living room,” then got up and left, leaving me and Carlos in the kitchen.
“Ok, well, I’ll rinse off the dishes and you can put them into the dishwasher, ok?” I said to Carlos.
“Sure, sounds good.”
We got the dishes squared away in record time, and once things were tidied up, I turned to Carlos and said, “Thank you for the help.”
“You’re welcome.”
I took a step towards him and put my hands on his shoulders. “Lucas told you about the bathroom?”
“Uh, yeah…” If he’d not been Hispanic, I’m sure he’d have been blushing.
I kissed him lightly on the mouth. “Lucas thinks I’m pretty cute. What do you think?”
“I think you’re gorgeous,” he whispered.
“Cool.”
I kissed him some more and soon we were going at it pretty hardcore, him pushed back up against the counter and me rubbing at his crotch while we kissed. He wasn’t nearly as good at kissing as Lucas had been, but it was still fun.
“Lucas never had a blowjob before today,” I said between kisses. “Have you?”
“No,” Carlos replied.
“You want one?”
“… yeah…”
“Then you’ll get one. Just warn me when you’re gonna cum.”
“Ok…”
I dropped down to my knees in front of Carlos, unbuttoning and unzipping his shorts, just like I had a bit ago with Lucas. I reached inside and got hold of Carlos’ penis, bringing it into the light. It was about the same size as Lucas’ had been, and at first I was a little surprised at him being cut, but then I remembered his last name (Gold), and had some vague recollection of Ebin being invited to Carlos’ bar mitzvah last year, so now it made sense.
I began stroking Carlos’ penis slowly as I gave the tip of it a little kiss. Then another kiss. Then I licked my way down the length of his shaft before finally taking the entirety of it into my eager mouth.
“Oh… oh, wow…” Carlos whispered, resting a hand on my head as he got his first blowjob.
I’d only been blowing Carlos for less than a minute when suddenly he whimpered and grunted and, without a word, began cumming in my mouth, his penis bucking and kicking as his sperm shot into me. I was slightly amused, and not surprised, that he hadn’t managed to warn me before he came.
I stood up, licking my lips and taking a swig from a nearby Coke, then I kissed Carlos, pressing my body against his, his still-hard penis trapped between our bodies.
“You were supposed to warn me first,” I said lightly.
Gasping a little, he said, “I’m sorry! I didn’t know I was that close.”
I kissed him again. “It’s ok. You’re inexperienced. You’ll learn.”
“Yeah.”
We kissed once more and I said, “Now put that thing away and let’s go back to Lucas. You can give him a high-five if you want,” I added.
Carlos grinned and we went back into the living room. I sat in my favorite chair as Carlos sat back down next to Lucas. He said, “Hey, dude?”
“Yeah?”
“High-five!” Carlos held his hand up.
Lucas looked puzzled for a second and then said, “Oh!” and high-fived Carlos.
I laughed. “You boys are sweet.”
“Thanks,” Lucas said.
I got up from my chair and moved over to the couch, sitting down between the boys. I put an arm around each one’s shoulders. I turned towards Lucas and gave him a kiss and then gave Carlos a kiss.
“You boys are both virgins, right?”
“Yeah,” Carlos mumbled. Lucas just nodded.
“Cool.”
I took turns kissing both of them for a few more moments, really enjoying myself, and of course enjoying the boys.
Eventually I decided it was time to move things a little more forward. I started kissing Lucas exclusively, but took one of Carlos’ hands and put it on my inner thigh, spreading my legs a little and hoping the boy would get the hint. He seemed to, since he rubbed at my leg and moved his fingers up a little.
As I kissed Lucas, I began tugging at the bottom of his t-shirt. Eventually I worked it up and pulled it off him, throwing it onto the floor and resuming our kissing. His chest was smooth and hairless and wonderful, just as I liked!
I moved my mouth off Lucas’ mouth and down to suck on one of his nipples as I rubbed the bulge in his shorts. Meantime, Carlos’ hand had finally managed to reach my vagina. He didn’t seem to know what do to there, but he was trying his best; rubbing and touching.
I’d worked my way down Lucas’ chest and stomach to his shorts. The right thing to do now was to open his shorts up and get out his penis, which I did, and then lowered my lips around it, bobbing my head up and down a little.
Eventually I tired of this and gave first Lucas and then Carlos kisses. After that I stood up, grinned at the boys and quickly got naked. Once nude I sat back down, put Carlos’ hand directly onto my vagina and went back to blowing Lucas.
“You’re so sexy,” mumbled Lucas as I sucked him.
“So are you,” I said, lifting my face up to kiss him. Then I leaned over and kissed Carlos. “And you.”
“Thanks,” he said shyly.
I took a moment to undo his shorts and reached inside to extract his teenage penis. I began stroking him with one hand and Lucas with the other, taking turns kissing both all the while.
Then I got down onto the floor, kneeling in front of Lucas. I tugged at his shorts until he got the clue and then pulled them off, leaving the boy gloriously nude before me. I began moving up Lucas’ body, kissing all the while, ending with me straddling his waist and kissing him passionately on the mouth, his penis poking right against my vagina.
Smiling, I kissed Lucas one last time and said, “You ready to fuck me?”
He swallowed and said, “For real?”
“Yeah. If you want to. If you don’t, I’m sure Carlos will be happy to take a turn.” I winked at Carlos. “He’ll get a turn either way, if he wants, and you sure don’t want to chicken out in front of him, do you?”
“No,” he said, looking nervous but eager. “Ok.”
“Good.” I took the boy’s fourteen-year-old virgin penis in my hand, lined it up and slowly lowered my vagina down around it, savoring the look on his face as he entered a girl for the first time.
“Oh… oh, wow… fuck…” whispered Lucas, his first words as a non-virgin.
“You like?” I asked, riding him slowly.
“Oh, Jesus, yeah…”
“What’s it like, man?” asked Carlos, looking down to where Lucas’ penis disappeared into my vagina.
“Oh, god, it’s amazing,” Lucas moaned.
“You’ll find out yourself pretty soon,” I said, looking at Carlos. “You might want to get naked.”
“Huh? Oh, ok.” He started removing his clothes.
“Lisa…?” whispered Lucas in a small voice. “I’m gonna cum soon…”
“Do it,” I said back, leaning down and kissing him.
Lucas moaned and pushed hard up and into me, holding himself deep inside as his penis began flooding my vagina with his adolescent sperm. As before, a number appeared before my eyes. This time it was an 8, which rolled back to a 7.
I kissed him again and then dismounted, rolling back onto the couch. I turned to Carlos, who was now as naked as his friend and said, “You ready for your turn?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool. I think I want you on top, alright?”
“Ok, sure.”
I moved down onto the floor and spread my legs. Carlos knelt between them, his stiff penis pointing at the ceiling.
“Lay on top of me,” I instructed.
“Ok,” he replied, doing so, which lined him up nicely.
“Right.” I made sure he was in the correct place and then said, “Just move down and in.”
“Ok.”
Carlos’ gorgeous body tensed as he started to move; slowly at first, but then with a bit more confidence as he sank his wonderful, fourteen-year-old virgin penis into place inside my vagina. Once he was inside me, he didn’t say anything, he just looked down at me with his mouth a wide “O” of surprise and pleasure.
“Now start fucking me,” I said, reaching back to cup his ass.
Carlos nodded and starting moving. He only managed a few strokes, though, before he grunted and started to cum, adding his sperm to Lucas’ as a 7 appeared in my eyes and rolled back into a 6.
I hadn’t cum myself, but that was ok. I hugged Carlos tight, and excused myself to go clean up a bit. Once I came back to the living room the three of us spent the rest of the afternoon lost in happy intercourse.
I wondered who I’d do next?

END OF CHAPTER FOUR

Copyright 2009 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

So, yeah, after five years, another chapter in this silly saga. You can blame Josh at SkycladScribble for posting up something that inspired me to return to this series. Thanks, Josh!

Happy Fourth!

A happy July Fourth to all my American readers! Let’s remember this wonderful country that gives us the right to read stories like mine!

Twincest is Best!

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Preview – Eternal Transcendance

So it’s going to be a while before I have a story finished, but I thought I’d give you all a preview of one that’s in progress. Some hot father/son action going to happen in this one! Enjoy!

Eternal Transcendence
By
Alex Hawk

Her name was the Eternal Transcendence, a 40-foot sailboat based out of San Diego. I’d rented her for… well, more money than I cared to think about, but it was worth it.
Currently I was at the wheel, getting everything set to go. This was a state-of-the-art, high-tech sailboat. All I’d have to is program the course (San Diego to Hawaii, stage one of our round-the-world cruise), and the computer would control the course, it would control the sails, etc. It was pretty neat! Basically all me and my thirteen-year-old son, Jaden, would have to do is hang out, sit back and enjoy the ride.
Jaden was currently sitting at the bow, waiting for us to get started. He was the love of my life! I’d gotten his mother pregnant back when we were both nineteen. We’d decided to get married cause it seemed like the right thing to do, but we broke up and divorced several years later when he was seven. I had the better income (about $200,000 a year thanks to my programming job), and the more stable life, so I got custody.
“We ready to go, Dad?” he asked, standing up and walking towards me.
“Almost.” I made a few last adjustments. I ran over a mental checklist, making sure we had all the emergency gear, the food and everything else we’d need. Finally I said, “Ok, let’s cast off!”
“Cool!” Jaden said, fairly bouncing with joy. This was his birthday present, though he’d turned thirteen a couple months ago. I hadn’t been able to do anything special with him then, but I was determined to make up for lost time, and a summer vacation that involved sailing around the world seemed like the best bet.
We cast off and I took the boat out. For the first part of the trip, until we were out of San Diego, I was planning to pilot the boat myself. With the traffic around here it seemed like the best bet. I trusted the computer to get us across a few thousand miles of empty ocean but even I wasn’t about to trust it to get us out of San Diego in one piece.
“I’m gonna cook us some breakfast!” Jaden announced as he dropped down into the lower part of the ship. It was pretty cool down there. We had a small galley, a small bathroom (head), and a little living area with benches that folded out into bunks. It was cramped, but we’d spend most of our time up on the deck anyhow.
By the time Jaden had some breakfast ready I’d gotten us past the worst of the traffic. I still didn’t want to engage the auto-pilot until we were really out into the open ocean, so I ate standing at the wheel. It actually took me a lot longer to get out there than I thought and it wasn’t until about two in the afternoon before I felt comfortable turning control over the computer.
In the meantime, Jaden had changed into a pair of Speedos and an unbuttoned shirt. He was currently laying out on the deck reading from his Kindle. I’d purchased him copies of all the great seafaring novels, like the works of Rafael Sabatini, the Horatio Hornblower novels and the Jack Aubrey books. I hoped he’d like them. I also hoped for something else.
“I hope you have sunscreen on,” I called out.
“I do, Dad, don’t worry.”
A couple hours went by. I pulled out my own Kindle and began to relax and unwind. During this time, Jaden removed his shirt and was now laying face down on the deck in only a pair of Speedos. I smiled to myself seeing him. He was such a good kid.
The rest of the day passed with us just relaxing together. Eventually I went to the galley and made us some dinner. We talked for a bit and then dropped into our bunks fairly early, drifting off to a quiet sleep on the wide open ocean.

* * *

We woke up early the next morning, the sun streaming through the ports into the bunk area. Jaden was already awake and wearing nothing but his Speedos and preparing some coffee. I yawned, stretched and got out of bed, pulling on my shorts and t-shirt.
“Hey, Dad,” Jaden said as I walked up to him.
“Morning.”
I cooked us up some breakfast. We ate quietly and then I went up onto the deck, checking the settings on the computer and seeing how much farther we had to go before we got to Hawaii (it was a few days yet).
A bit before noon, as I was sitting with my feet dangling in the water and pondering the idea of trying to fish, Jaden came up to me.
“Hey, Dad? I got kind of a strange question.”
“Ok.”
“Is it ok if I take off my Speedos and tan without them? I got a really bad tan-line from wearing them yesterday, see?” He pulled down one side of his Speedos, exposing a line of pale, white flesh. “Since we’re out here all alone, I thought it wouldn’t be a big deal to just tan naked, you know?”
I considered this and then shrugged. “Well, go ahead. Just make very sure you have sunscreen everywhere. The last thing you want is a sunburned dick.”
Jaden laughed. “I will, Dad. Thanks!”
He vanished below and then a few minutes later came back up. I looked over in time to see his bare ass as he walked over to the bow of the boat, laid out a towel and lay on it face down. He did have a nice butt, I noticed vaguely. Smooth, round and firm. If he’s gay, I thought to myself, he’ll have no problem finding a boyfriend.
I couldn’t decide if I wanted to fish, so instead I grabbed my Kindle and sat back against one of the masts, where I began to read “Master and Commander”. It seemed appropriate. I lost myself in the world of 19th century sailing and after a bit, when I looked up to take a small break, I saw something that caused my heart to skip a beat.
Jaden was still lying on the deck getting his sun tan, but now he’d flipped over and was lying on his back, his face turned away from me, apparently asleep. He really had a magnificent body for a thirteen-year-old boy, but what really caught my eye was his very stiff adolescent penis. It was crowned by a small patch of brown hair and was about four inches long. My mind pictured a girl his age riding him and my own penis paid an instant visit to Hard-On City.
Now I wasn’t gay, and I certainly wasn’t into teenage boys, much less my own son. Sure, when I was about his age, I’d fooled around with some other boys; it was a good way to get off, but since I’d lost my virginity at sixteen, I’d be strictly into girls.
But seeing Jaden’s stiff penis, seeing his innocent young sexuality out on display, well… something about that really hit me hard and got me hard. Before I knew it, I was reaching into my shorts and pulling out my own penis, stroking it as I looked at my son and thought about some lucky young girl riding him to mutual orgasm.
With a shuddering gasp, I suddenly had my own orgasm, my sperm spurting out onto the deck. As the pleasure of the orgasm faded, I thought myself, what the fuck was THAT? I put my penis away and cleaned up my sperm, wondering what on Earth had possessed me to jerk off to my naked son. I’d never had any even remotely sexual thoughts involving him before.
I shook my head to clear it. Oh, well. This was just a one-time thing. I had no reason to believe it would ever repeat itself, so I could safely ignore it and move on with my life.
The rest of the day went by pretty quickly. I did my best to put out of my head the fact that I’d jerked off while looking at my naked son. It wasn’t as easy as I’d initially thought it would be, since Jaden seemed to enjoy being nude and didn’t put on any clothes even after he was suntanned everywhere. I didn’t have the heart to tell him to put his Speedos, or anything else, on.
At one point when Jaden and I were both fishing, he was standing just a couple feet from me, his now soft penis at my eye level as I was sitting. I tried not to stare as I remembered it hard. It was almost hypnotic. I eventually had to force myself to turn away, cause the last thing I wanted was for my son to see me staring at his junk.
We went through the rest of the evening, just generally making small-talk with me trying to ignore his gloriously nude body. I had no idea why I was getting so obsessed over him! It was really frustrating and very annoying, not to mention more than a little creepy. Eventually we went to bed and I did my best to fall asleep and put any thoughts of Jaden out of my mind.
Then at one point, sometime late after I’d fallen asleep, I woke up to an odd noise. Staying motionless, I cracked open an eye and looked over at Jaden’s bunk. In the faint moonlight from the port, I could see him laying on his back, his mouth slightly open, his eyes closed and his hand moving rhythmically under his blanket, right at crotch level. He was masturbating, I realized, and got instantly hard.
It was all I could do to keep from whipping out my own penis as I watched my son indulge in his adolescent sexuality. It brought out so many feelings of lust in me it wasn’t even funny. I figured they were all based in my own memories of sex with other boys when I was his age. Either that, or I really wanted my son, which didn’t seem likely.
Jaden continued to masturbate and as I watched his breathing began to increase. After a few more moments, he pulled the blanket down, and I saw him stroking his penis rapidly. Soon he let out a little gasp of pleasure and I watched as his sperm arced out of his young erection and all over his chest and stomach, the fluid glistening in the moonlight. God, it was incredible!
Jaden laid there on the bunk, breathing hard and still holding his penis. Eventually he grunted a little, cleaned up his sperm with a sock he’d had near his pillow and then covered himself back up and turned towards the wall, drifting off to sleep.
My own sleep didn’t come so readily, and in fact, didn’t come at all until I did so in the head. After that, I was able to fitfully pass out.

* * *

Several days went by. I spent most of my time monitoring the auto-pilot, reading from my Kindle and trying not to look at Jaden too much, since he’d not bothered to put clothing on since he’d taken it off to sunbathe. It was an incredible sight to see.
We arrived on time in Hawaii, coming into port in Honolulu. A day out from the port, I told Jaden to start wearing clothes again, which he did, though somewhat reluctantly. That was nothing compared to the reluctance I’d felt in having to ask him to.
We got into Honolulu a bit after noon. I had in mind for us to spend all of this day and the next in Hawaii, and then we’d set out again. We went to a hotel I’d arranged for us, where we both took nice, hot showers, glad to have all the salt off our bodies. Then we got a late lunch and spent the day just wandering about the city, playing tourist.
The next morning, I dropped Jaden off at a movie theatre in a mall by the hotel so he could see a film he’d wanted to watch. I took that time to restock the galley, knowing that it was a pretty long away to our next stop in Saipan. On a whim, I also made two other, minor stops. I figured these two stops wouldn’t amount to anything, but you never knew.
Then I went to a bar where I picked up a reasonably attractive woman, took her back to our hotel room and nailed her hard. I was hoping that by doing so a: I’d restore my near total heterosexuality and b: I’d stop lusting after my son.
The sex was good and when I picked up Jaden later in the day, I felt that I’d restored myself to my default settings and desire him anymore, which was, to put it mildly, a good thing.
The next morning we got ourselves together, had a good breakfast and went down to the Eternal Transcendence. Two hours later, after going through all the checklists and making sure everything was stowed, we were off, sailing through the harbor and heading out to sea.
Our first day back on the ocean was interesting. We had to both regain our sea legs and get used to being out on the water instead of dry land. For Jaden this meant stripping down to his Speedos and heading up to the deck to work on his tan, read and fish. For me this meant trying not to pay attention to Jaden being in his Speedos.
Eventually the night came and we retired below-decks for a nice little dinner and some TV watching. After a bit we settled down and I tried to get to sleep while keeping one eye on Jaden’s bunk in case he decided to masturbate again. Sadly, I fell asleep pretty quickly and had no idea if my boy got off or not…

To be continued!

Oh, My…

So I might not have a story to post right now, but I did find this video. It’s pretty funny and the boys are just pretty.