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Travis grabbed his cock and started to stroke it rapidly when Mr. Clarkson announced he was cumming. Travis felt the pulsing cock still inside him when his whole body began convulsing. Cum erupted from the cock he was beating, the first blast catching him on the cheek.
The two men continued until their balls ached. Coach's arms gave way and Travis's legs tumbled down. Coach's softening cock slipped from the used hole.
Coach crumpled onto the bed, and Travis crawled partially onto him, resting his head onto his man's flared pecs. They laid there quietly except for the sound of their heaving chests.
Travis wanted to stay there all day, but he had to get to work. It was really nice of Kevin to cover for him, but he did not want to push that favor.
Mr. Clarkson's eyes were closed, so Travis got up softly and headed to the bathroom. He struggled to pee as his dick had not really settled down. While standing there, he twisted his upper body, admiring the mess all over his chest. After finally peeing, he jumped in the shower real quick and washed off the cum. He scrubbed his butt, not certain what had happened or will happen to Mr. Clarkson's cum.
Travis turned off shower and reached for a towel only to find none available. Hmmm, Mr. Clarkson sure uses a lot of towels. Travis headed out to the room dripping wet with a hand covering his junk in search of a towel. He looked over to see Mr. Clarkson watching him with a satisfied grin.
"You used all your towels," Travis said as he scanned the room for a used one.
Coach quickly recalled why the towels were used, but didn't want to explain Shaun just now. "Umm, errr, I got caught in the rain last night and must have used them up."
Travis noticed that Mr. Clarkson seemed embarrassed when he explained, but did not think anything of it.
Travis grabbed one of the towels from the floor and covered up. Coach thought it was cute to see the boy that was so wild just minutes before be so modest. Now, he reminded Coach of one of his players. His tight, smooth body certainly could pass for an 18yr old. Travis skillfully dressed quickly while keeping his body covered. He had come down from the high of the first, and therefore greatest, sex in his life, and now guilt and panic were settling in. "I should not have done that with a guest, I could be fired!" Travis thought as he buttoned his shirt. Coach admired the beautiful young man's body, at least the parts Travis led him see. Coach also had feelings of guilt and panic. Last night's escapades could be explained away as drunken foolery. This morning was real in motive and action. Also, Coach felt uneasy that he did that with a worker. He hoped Travis did not feel obliged to serve the customer.
The silence in the room was looming heavy. Coach broke it by asking, "Do you have to go to work now?"
Travis answered, "Yes, I had the morning off, but I've got to get moving now." He did not want to admit he had told Kevin, so he kept the story simple.
"They will be by soon to get your room cleaned, and then I'll be back to see if there is anything you need." Travis explained, smoothly transitioning into work mode. "Oh, and I'll tell them to leave you more towels."
The two men smiled at each other, lifting the tension that had fallen on the room.
"Anything I can do for you before I leave, Mr. Clarkson?" Travis asked, smiling wider, realizing the many answers that Mr. Clarkson could return to open-ended question.
"Yes, please call me Coach," Coach answered.
Travis finally relented, now that things were a little different between them. "OK, when we are alone, but you are Mr. Clarkson when I am working."
Coach seized the opening, "OK, fair enough, and I am excited to hear that you plan on us being alone again."
Travis cringed. He did not mean to be presumptive. "Umm, well, I mean..."
Coach noticed his uneasiness and interrupted. "I want to, too, so if it works out, that would be great. I don't want you to get in any trouble, so you just tell me."
"OK, Coach. I have to go now. Bye." Travis said as he turned and left.
He stopped suddenly and caught the door with his foot. He poked his head in, and looked over at Coach who was now standing naked.
"Oh and thanks, Daddy."
Travis closed the door not waiting for Coach's reaction and raced to find Kevin.
Coach, smiling from ear to ear and feeling very full of himself over his sexual activity over the last 12 hours, headed to the shower.
Travis tried to hide the excitement in his voice as he gave Kevin the juicy details. He omitted many, the Daddy stuff and a few other things, but proudly boasted about popping into the shower. Kevin was genuinely happy for Travis and told him so.
"Now, we have to get you with your man," said Travis, eager to show Kevin his gratitude and return the favor.
"Well, we will see, I'm not sure. He's hot and all, but I'm not getting involved with a jerk," Kevin said.
"OK, let me know. I'll talk to you later. I have lots to do," Travis said as he started looking at the clipboard Kevin handed to him.
"Yeah, I have to go track down Emilio. Want to grab dinner together?" asked Kevin.
Travis smiled and simply said, "Yes, I would like that."
Kevin headed down the hallway with a good feeling. He couldn't believe what a different person Travis was than the quiet, kinda rude, roommate he had been living with. "And, he has such a hot body," Kevin said to himself thinking about the view he enjoyed this morning when Travis strutted out of the bathroom. Kevin felt his healthy cock begin to stir, and decided to make a quick pit stop back in the room.
By the time he was back in the room, he was rock hard. Kevin had Travis' grunts from last night ringing in his ears, and images of him walking out of the shower and the smile while telling his story in his head. Kevin yanked his pants and bikini underwear to his ankles and sat on his bed. He laid his head down, feet still on the floor and grabbed hold of his cock and thought of Travis.
Travis would get up first and shower, but instead of quickly dressing, he walked over to Kevin's bed, dripping wet from the shower. Travis leaned over and kissed Kevin while pulling back the covers exposing Kevin's muscular, naked body and throbbing nine inch cock. Travis laid his wet naked body on top of Kevin, kissing him harder and deeper. Kevin returned the kiss but otherwise stayed motionless. Travis was glad to do all the work. After grinding and kissing for a short time, Travis straddled his roommate and lowered himself onto Kevin's long, pulsing dick. Travis' hole opened quickly and soon Kevin was deep inside him. Travis began to writhe in pleasure, grunting away as he rose quickly and dropped faster. Travis was at the edge of cumming as was Kevin as the tight hole and rapid movement was too much for Kevin to control. Kevin felt his balls twitch and cum explode from his cock. Instantly, he heard Travis yell out and felt the load splash onto his face. Travis continued to shoot while his ass milked more cum out of Kevin's cock. Kevin snapped out of his jack session to realize that there was cum splashing in his face, but it was his own. Kevin jumped up from the bed and waddled with pants still at ankles to the bathroom. He laughed at the site of cum dripping from his face. He quickly cleaned up, doing the best with the splashes that hit his shirt.
Once he was all put back together he headed back to work, allowing himself one more thought of what hopefully could be with his new friend, Travis.
Shaun was enjoying the snorkeling excursion with his mates, although he was hungover. He had successfully snuck back to the room to throw on sandals, swim trunks and a different shirt on before meeting the group.
He was excited to wear Coach's clothes, but it would have been hard to explain how he got them. He had told the roommates that he passed out on a chaise on the deck. They had actually assumed something like that as that fit Shaun's usual wild behavior.
Shaun was a little distracted, however. He felt like he was played by Coach. Maybe it was his own fault for throwing himself at the older, American man, but he did not think was the kind of guy that would be slutty like that. He tried to forget about it, chalking it up to a drunken, horny mistake and hoped he would not run into Coach the rest of the trip.
Coach headed to the deck for a relaxing day in the sun. He and Travis acted normally during their interaction before he left the room. Coach asked him when the snorkeling excursion would return. Travis looked it up and told him, keeping the curiosity as to why Coach wanted to know to himself. Coach was thankful Shaun hadn't come back this morning. He was now looking forward to seeing Shaun when he got back from his excursion. He decided he would have an ice cold beer in hand, waiting at the ship entrance for his new friend.
When the excursion returned, Coach was waiting, but wasn't too obvious as Shaun's group might think it odd. Coach saw Shaun but was troubled when Shaun returned Coach's smile with a scowl. Shaun stayed with the group and headed to his room, avoiding Coach successfully. Now, it was Coach's turn to feel played. "Such an old fool you are, thinking that boy wanted any more than some easy sex." Coach thought as he headed back to his room. He decided he would go to the gym to clear his head.
Shaun had the same idea. But as he changed, he realized he still had Coach's clothes. More importantly, Coach had his clothes from the night before, including his wallet with all his casino winnings. Shaun decided to keep Coach's jock and wore that under his workout gear. "He owes me his jock, at least," Shaun vengefully thought as he folded up Coach's shorts and shirt and headed to trade with Coach.
Coach grabbed his clothes for the gym. He thought he had packed a jock, but chose some boxer briefs when he couldn't find the jock. He saw that the maid had folded up Shaun's clothes and set them on the dresser. Coach didn't know where Shaun's room was, so he wasn't sure what to do with them, but he would worry about that later.
When he heard the knock on the door, he smiled, thinking it was Travis checking on him again. He enjoyed the attention the hot steward was giving him.
"Oh Shaun, come in," Coach could tell he was not happy.
"Do you have my clothes? Here are yours." Shaun said as he scanned the room. When he spotted them, he grabbed them quickly, set Coach's down and turned to the door.
Coach blocked the way. "Shaunnie, what's wrong?"
"Don't Shaunnie me, Coach. I heard you in here fucking this morning. You couldn't wait 5 minutes for me to come back before you found another chump, huh?" Shaun barked, realizing he was hurt even more than he thought.
"Oh shit, Shaun, I didn't know you came back, I'm sorry," Coach explained.
"Coach, me finding out isn't what made it bad, so can I please leave?" Shaun asked, finally making eye contact with Coach.
"Wait, you're right, but please let me explain," Coach pleaded.
Shaun moved to the bed and sat down, "OK, explain away."
Coach started the story with checking in. He included the bathroom story. He saw Shaun start to come around when he recalled bumping into the worker and the exchange he had with Coach in the bathroom. Coach did not leave a single detail out and finished with the part about waiting for Shaun to return from the excursion.
By the end, Shaun felt embarrassed for being mad and was actually quite aroused by the whole story. Coach was relieved that they had cleared the air.
"So, I was gonna go to the gym, do you want to join me?" Coach asked Shaun.
Shaun was actually really horned up, but thought maybe it was best to take it a little slower.
"Yeah, that's where I was headed." Shaun said.
"OK, I just have to change." Coach said as dropped his swim trunks to floor and slipped on the boxer briefs. I usually wear a jock, but I guess I forgot to pack it.
Shaun blushed and stood up, "Umm Coach." "What?" Coach said as he took off his shirt, preparing to put on his black Dri Fit shirt.
Shaun lowered his shorts to expose Coach's jock and his boner which filled the pouch.
"Hey, how'd you get those?" Coach asked smiling and keeping his eyes on the pouch.
"I borrowed them earlier, but then I decided to keep them." Shaun explained as he wiggled his shorts to the floor.
"Well, you fill them out nicely," Coach said as he continued to stare at the pouch.
"Yeah, I love them, but they are yours, maybe you should take them back." Shaun said as he sat back down on the bed spreading his legs.
"No, I think you should keep them on awhile," Coach said as he felt his cock growing inside his boxer briefs.
Shaun was disappointed at first, but then smiled devilishly as he understood what Coach meant.
Shaun took off his shirt, and by the time the shirt cleared his head, Coach was on him. The two rolled around the bed kissing and rubbing their bodies hard against them.
Coach began to kiss Shaun's neck. With his mouth now free and his horniness at an all-time high, Shaun began to play the part of one of Coach's players.
"Did I do good in the match today, Coach?" Shaun said, in an innocent tone.
The words drove Coach wild. He had been flashing to images of his players earlier, so he jumped right in.
"Yes, Shaunnie, you did great. Coach is so proud of you. Now, Coach has a surprise for you," Coach said playfully.
"Really, Coach, what is it?" asked Shaun, realizing he had not thought this role play through, and thus passing it back to Coach.
Coach rolled Shaun to his stomach, exposing the bare ass in the jock strap.
"You'll see. It's something I've been wanting to give you for a long time. I think you are finally ready. This has to be our special secret though, okay Shaunnie? You can't tell your parents or teammates or anybody." Coach said, as if he had practice those lines many times.
"OK, Coach, I promise. What is it?" Shaun asked excitedly.
"You'll see, just relax," Coach explained while removing underwear, spreading Shaun's legs, and moving into position.
"Coach, what are you doing back there, when do I get my surprise?" Shaun asked, impressing himself how well he was playing the part.
"It's coming, Shaunnie, relax." Coach spit on his throbbing cock, and pressed at Shaun's hole.
"Ouch, Coach, what are you doing?" Shaun shrieked adding fear to his voice.
"Ssshh, Shaunnie, it's your surprise," Coach said calmly as he entered Shaun.
"Ow, No, Coach, I don't want it, it hurts," Shaun said, squirming a bit.
"Trust, Coach, Shaunnie, you want it, and Coach really wants to give it to you."
Shaun grunted and squirmed some more.
Coach grabbed Shaun forcefully and pinned him down with his body as he fully entered him.
"Oh Coach, No!" Shaun yelled into the bed as his face was buried into the pillow.
Coach started to fuck hard as the role play had him uncontrollable.
Shaun was equally shocked at the thrill the impromptu scene had caused. His body began reacting to the pleasure but he tried to keep up the part of Shaunnie, the starplayer.
"Coach, stop it hurts!"
Coach almost stopped, but even if he thought Shaun meant it, he was not sure he could have. He thrusted harder and put a hand on Shaun's head.
"Shut your mouth and take it like a man!"
"Yes, Coach, I'm sorry."
The dialogue began to taper off and was replaced with grunts and groans as Coach's cock punished Shaun's hole.
The two men worked up a good sweat as Coach rolled Shaun to his back, then back to stomach, then up on knees. The two men were wearing each other out.
"Coach, I feel funny," Shaun said, gasping a little.
Coach wasn't stopping as he was close to filling his boy with a huge load. "Coach, it's like a burning feeling deep in me, oh God, Coach, what is it? It's getting worse, oh, oh, oh,aaaaaah Coach!!"
Shaun filled Coach's jock with his cum, as his ass spasmed due to the relentless attack on his prostate by Coach's cock.
Shaunnie's words and the spasms inside the tight hole caused Coach to unload and yell out.
Coach finally slowed and stopped, but stayed inside his boy.
"Did you like your surprise, Shaunnie?" Coach asked, still breathing heavy.
Shaun laughed, "Oh I sure did Coach!"
That's it for Chapter 6. Stay tuned for Chapter 7. Will Kevin and Travis advance their new friendship? What is in store for Coach and Travis? You also will be introduced to another passenger.
Thanks for the many emails. I'm enjoying the follow up conversations. Feel free to email me with comments. –JC jclarkson36@gmail.com
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