Very early the next morning, before it became bright, he slid from my bed and climbed up to his upper berth. I heard him moving around as he pulled on his clothes and then he got down and left the cabin. I saw him next at the table when I went for my breakfast. He barely looked up as I sat down and a red blush spread across his face. Behaving in a very normal way I greeted the family without paying any untoward attention to the boys. I spoke to his parents and his brother and included him in some of the general remarks. I knew the situation. He was afraid and uncertain about how I would behave after our dalliance of the previous night and unwilling to look at or face me. I was eventually able to get him alone in a corner of the deck, though he had tried his best to avoid me, I told him that what we had done the previous night was nothing to be shy or ashamed about, but was of course best kept to ourselves and not intimated to anyone else. As he understood that I was not going to broadcast our connection by my behaviour or my treatment of him he relaxed enough to look at me while I was speaking and the rosy colouring receded from his face.
I also told him I had enjoyed the experience and hoped he had as well. I also let him know that unless he was interested in a repeat performance I would not demand it from him. He was eager enough to assent to having another session that night. After dinner the only difference to the previous day’s experience was that when I entered the cabin I found him already on my berth and wearing only his undies which clearly showed his state of arousal. I enjoyed myself tasting and teasing him and was able to prolong the session for a much longer time and we both achieved a number of ejaculations before we finally dozed off.
I spent much of the following day as I usually did, close to the bow of the ship, watching the unfolding sea and the dolphins jumping clear of the water before cris- crossing under the boat only to repeat their leaps of ecstasy. Towards the latter part of the afternoon when most of the passengers were resting Romal the steward approached me. The look on his face was enough to tell me that he had discovered the fact that I had scored with my fellow passenger. Not wanting to deny it or to avoid the issue I gave him the sum I had agreed to pay him for helping me. He had a smug smile on his face when he asked me if I now wanted a change of partner. He then told me that I could call upon the younger of the two brothers also if I was so inclined, as he had discovered the boy in a compromising state with one of the Jap business men during the morning and had told him he would keep it a secret if the boy would consent to sharing my cabin for a night or so. Apparently the boy was eager and very willing to sample what I had to offer and it was he who had alerted Romal to the fact that I had seduced his elder brother, which he had discovered by observing his brothers reaction to me over the 2 previous days and by questioning him about it. He also told Romal that he had been hoping that I would choose him to share my cabin and had been most disappointed when I had picked his brother.
Seeking out the elder boy I asked if he objected to the proposed change. Though knowing full well what would transpire, he quite readily agreed to allow his younger brother to occupy my cabin that night. While having dinner I studied the younger boy. I soon came to the conclusion that he was actually the better looking of the 2 and from the way he kept looking at me and grinning he also conveyed his interest in what was going to happen between us later that night. My suspicions were soon confirmed. He entered the cabin a few minutes after I did and without saying a word locked the door. Unlike his elder brother he showed no signs of the usual Asian shyness and without troubling to switch off the light he stripped off his clothes and dropping then on the floor came and stood in front of me. His young and sleek body was enticing. He had very just a small amount of pubic hair that enhanced the forward jutting penis and neat round balls that nestled close below. He climbed up on my lap and kneeling astride me started to shower kisses and licks on my face and lips.
Then he slowly proceeded to divest me of all my clothes, allowing me to do no more than raise my ass from the bunk so he could slip my pants and underwear from under me making as naked as he was. Again settling astride my lap his kisses soon had me getting aroused. He was much more relaxed than his elder brother and appeared to have absolutely no inhibitions. My cock soon rose to a stand and he settled himself astride me allowing it to slip between the soft small cheeks of his ass and as it found the entrance to his butt he pushed himself firmly downwards and surprisingly my cock slid in without any need of lubricant. It was evident he was much more experienced than his brother and had no reticence to getting fucked. He then pushed me flat on to my back and started to ride my cock with an abandon I had never encountered before in an Asian boy.
As he was rising and falling on the length of my cock I grasped his prick which was stiff as a board and wanked him. We reached climax almost simultaneously and he shot his sticky boy’s cum all over my chest and face as my load deposited itself deep in his hole. Needles to say we did not sleep much that night. He was young and eager to explore all I could show and teach him [which was not very much] But one position he had not experienced before was being fucked while he lay on his back with his legs resting on my shoulders and his cute ass spread wide before me and to have my cock pushed into him so deep that my pubic hair rubbed roughly against the skin around his hole. He unlike his elder brother was not shy to talk about his previous experiences and to admire the size and length of my cock and its hardness and the fact that I was able to get a rise almost as fast as he was after an ejaculation.
He told me his brother’s reason for avoiding anal sex was that he was in “love “ with another boy in their home town and was “preserving” himself for that boy. He kept me company for the next 3 days of our voyage and often would slip up to me during the day and with a wink ask me if I wanted to “take a rest”. Of course it was anything but a rest he had in mind. By the end of the fourth day I think we both felt we had done everything any 2 people could do together in bed and were both ready for a change of pace and partner.
After we discussed this he happily ran off to find Romal and see which of the Jap business men he could next seduce and to gain entry to that mans cabin. He also told me his ambition was to sleep with every available man he could before we reached Sydney.
I had been observing the lone boy I have mentioned earlier and though he seemed to be an extremely shy and diffident kind of boy his looks were attractive and there was something very appealing about his woebegone expression and I asked Romal to arrange for him to be my next cabin mate. I had absolutely no idea if I would find him to be an amiable companion or if I could inveigle him into my bed but whatever the outcome I decided that I wanted to find out more about him and why he was alone and why he continually looked so sad. That evening when I went down to the cabin to change for dinner I noticed that the boy’s duffle bag was lying on the upper bunk though there was no sign of the lad himself. He was present at the dining table for dinner but hardly responded to any of the questions that the others put to him…as they were speaking a Filipino dialect I could not understand what was being said but from the short responses the boy gave I gathered that he was not saying much. I myself refrained from saying anything other than a “Good Evening” When I returned to the cabin after my usual after dinner walk around the ship’s deck the boy was already there. He was lying on his bunk staring at the ceiling and appeared lost in though.
Even though he was not very willing to answer my questions I was able to drag some of his story from him with slow patient and simple questions. His name was Manuelle. He had lived in Manila from his birth, and was now on his way to Sidney to join a college after he had won a scholarship there. He was unhappy at having to leave everything he had ever known and to have to go to a strange and new place. His family circumstances prevented any of his people from accompanying him and he was very apprehensive of what he would find in Sydney. At that time I did not make any open reference to my reason for having him as my cabin mate for the rest of the voyage, nor did I indicate, that after seeing him at much closer range than I had in the past few days, was quite taken with his looks and that the desire to have him in my bed was getting stronger by the minute. After I had heard his story, during the telling of which he had got more relaxed and had started to respond more easily, I turned off all the lights and went to sleep.
It was well into the still watches of the night that I was woken by a sound. It was the sound of someone stifling his crying. I got up from my bunk and turning on the dim blue night light in the cabin, saw that it was Manuelle who was crying. I poured him a glass of water and giving it to him asked what the problem was. Eventually after much hesitation he told me he was feeling very homesick and missing his brothers and sisters and family. How I got him to do it I do not know, but I got him to come and sit next to me on my bunk and putting an arm around his shoulders told him not to worry too much.
At first he was stiff and resisted my comforting him but then slowly relaxed enough to put his head on my shoulder though his body was still shaken from time to time with his sobs. We sat like that for quite some time and his crying slowly came to a stop, though I could feel his whole body was tense and trembling. I got him to lie down next to me on my bunk and wrapped him in my arms. We dropped off to sleep lying like that with the blue night light still on. There was nothing sexual in our actions just one body taking comfort from the proximity of another. I woke the next morning to find his head nestled on my shoulder, his arm across my chest and one of his legs thrown across my thighs. I could feel the whole of his slim slender frame pressed up close to my body. My feelings were quite complex. I was still attracted to him and interested to seduce him but there was also something so vulnerable and fragile about him that it created a protective instinct in me that wanted to wrap him up and keep him from being hurt in any way.
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