This was a gay-friendly cruise, that the two muscular boyfriends had in their sights since Christmas. Lots of on-board activities, gym, parties, all included, all for a reasonable price. Both studs had a day job plus the TM gig, so affording it wasn’t a big deal. The ship had sailed the previous evening. Mark and Chance had quickly found their cabin, got their stuff arranged and headed out to the main deck where the first big party was starting. Lots of booze, grinding and groping later, they had fallen asleep. They had given themselves the morning to do their own thing, and were planning to regroup for the foam dance scheduled in the afternoon.
The tattooed shark let his eyes scan over the crowd. Mostly PYT, with a couple of inevitable bears and daddies thrown in. He had already been recognized for his porn work a few times, by guys who had been too shy to ask to see his dick or anything else. The muscled fish wasn’t the type to insist, nor the type to take home every guy who took an interest in him. Right now he was relaxing, enjoying the sun after a swim.
And then someone tripped over his chair.
The shark had just closed his eyes 10 seconds ago when he felt a bump in his chair, followed by someone stumbling over his legs, accompanied by a loud yelp. He opened his eyes, blinking a few times, as the twink cursed and apologized, trying to get back to his feet. He paused for a second as he noticed Chance, the shark’s perfectly chiseled body usually stopping people in their tracks. “Are you alright?” He asked, sitting up, handing a paw to help out. The felineboy took the paw without thinking about it too much, getting back to his feet. He was young, slim, cute, and wore a little speedo that pretty much showed he was here to attract attention. “Yeah… thanks. Sorry I wasn’t looking where I was going. H-hey, I’m Katsuke.” He slipped his paw from the shark’s. “Chance.” The feline let out a gasp, “Oh! From Team Muscle? I'm a fan of of your blog!”
The muscled fish grinned, leaning towards the young guy. “The normal twitter account? Or the private blog?” Katsu blushed a little, rubbing the back of his neck. “Both! I-I didn’t expect to run into you here.” Chance nodded, and there was a little silence.
“We should go to my room, and fuck.” The muscular shark simply said next.
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The shark had made a little show of withdrawing his speedo once he was locked in his room with the cute catboy. He enjoyed seeing his eyes slowly getting wider as his thick, long grey cock was exposed as he slid his swimsuit down, leisurely kicking it off, letting Katsu stare at him, in such obvious contemplation. Pornstar by business but also by nature, the shark gripped his cock, slowly stroking it, getting himself to his 12-inches mast in a teasing display, giving his new friend a bit of a treat. Mark and Chance’s cabin already strongly smelled of the two studs’ powerful pheromones, and the young feline certainly felt affected, his own speedo shed down, cock hard, feeling a furious draft. He was tugged between wanting to play it cool before the pornstar, and desperately needing Chance to use him like a fleshlight.
The two made their way to the bed, Chance taking his favorite position, on his back, his perfectly sculpted body and huge cock on display. Katsu, having decided to surrender to his lowest instincts, made his way between the shark’s buff legs, sinking his hungry mouth around the cock, marveling at the size of it, and the potency of the male’s scent. Chance grunted and moaned as the twink started bobbing up and down on him, as well as sucking hard, using all his twink knowledge to work that fat cock, his tail excitedly wagging behind him as he worshipped the great package, both paws cradling Chance’s heavy ballsack as he pleasured him. His ears perked as he felt the fish’s strong paw being placed behind his head, and immediately pulling him down the thick, long rod, making him choke a little as the shark started guiding his motions, making the feline take him deeper and bob faster. “Aah yeah… I like when boys really go wild on me, babe… Don’t think I’m gonna judge you.” He said with a little bit of sexy smugness, Katsu blushing a little as he started following the movements, the blowjob getting harder, sloppier and noisier. Eventually Chance let go of the feline’s head, loving the way the twink sucked and groped his cock as if it was his last. His orgasm followed quickly, the shark’s muscled, tattooed body tightening, his moans getting ragged as he started shooting his copious, thick load down the feline’s throat, Katsu swallowing everything he could, letting some extra cum dribble down his chin as he made sure the stud had a proper, full finish.
Chance took a shower, inviting the boy with him, the two males caressing and making out under the water. Chance had gone soft but every stroke of the feline showed it could get back up in seconds. The shark resisted the urge to simply fuck his new buddy there, and turned him down when Katsu invited him to, more than once. “I’m gonna go join Mark at the foam party. You should come, I’ll introduce you guys.”
The feline twink blushed a little, remembering the kind of stuff Mark talked about in his own blogs.
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“Hey babe, who’s the cutie?”
Chance and Katsu didn’t even have a second to answer before the party beast that was Mark had shoved a beer in their hands. The tall, buff, godlike orca was already topless, foam sticking to him, adding a coat of sheen to his already smooth, chiseled body. He could have already been bottomless, too. The thick sheet of foam that had been pumped in the room reached the orca’s waist, and blurred whatever was going on underneath. Only the bar and the DJ booth had been elevated to avoid getting foam everywhere. The floor was packed with dancing males, most of them topless, with their bottom half as ambiguous as the orca’s. Chance casually discarded his tanktop, imitated by the short feline, joining Mark. The shark noticed how many cute guys had been congregating in a half circle around his boyfriend. Mark natural charisma and killing good looks seemed to be working wonders on the crowd, and they certainly didn’t seem to mind the equally studly shark that had joined the fray.
For a while the three males danced and drank, the feline twink often finding himself sandwiched between the two fish studs, quickly finding out that indeed, Mark was completely nude, his paws eagerly getting to work on that huge, hidden cock. The foam was getting flung around by the dancers, constantly renewed by the ship’s dedicated staff. It gave the dance quite the magical feeling, especially coupled with the booming music and beer goggles. After a while, the feline was giggling uncontrollably, victim of the small amount of alcohol his 110-pound body could muster. Chance dragged him off the dance floor as Mark retrieved the swimshorts he had left in the bartender’s care. Flanked by the two muscular males, Katsu stumbled through the hallways, his paws constantly rubbing at the orca and shark’s bodies. He was so ridiculously horny for both of them right now.
He giggled as he was flung on the bed, his clothed pulled off, quickly getting in a deep tonguekiss with Chance, as the naked shark moved between the twink’s legs, grinding his heavy, thick grey cock against Katsu’s own erection. The twink murred, clinging against the shark’s beefy body, slobbering into his maw “Mmmph fuck me, big guy… I’ve been wanting it since the first second… And then I want your boyfriend fucking me too…” His words were a blur but the two beefcakes got the jist of it, the shark aligning himself and pushing his bare cock against Katsu’s tailhole, feeling him tighten and squirm as he started pushing through his rim, stretching him wide. He slowly started moving his hips back and forth, watching the slim male moaning, gripping tightly at the shark’s tattooed arms as he was fucked. “Aah… you’re so fucking hung…” He mumbled, his feet pulling on Chance’s hips, pulling him into him.
Meanwhile, Mark had shed his swimshorts once again, stroking his powerful black rod as he watched the tattooed shark penetrating their new friend. The orca had landed a few handjobs back in the foam but hadn’t gotten off yet, so he couldn’t resist the sight of his boyfriend’s grey-skinned, muscular rear, climbing over him and pushing Chance’s thick tail over his back, spitting in his paw and giving himself a little lubejob, driving his own large black cock against his boyfriend’s tailhole. Chance moaned softly, his own thrusts slowing down as Mark’s bigger cock started forcing its way through his experienced rim.
The mantrain quickly got loud and rowdy, with the orca thrusting hard and the shark trying his best to keep up with the middle spot as Katsu clung to him, nibbling on his strong neck. The tightness around his shaft, as well as the hard prostate rubbing brought Chance to orgasm much faster than usual, his thick cum spilling deep in the felineboy’s ass, the twink purring in delight as he was filled. Mark gave his boyfriend a chance to slip out from his position, the tattooed stud pulling free, flexing his sore ass and giving his softening shaft a little rub as he stood by. Mark climbed on top of Katsu, grinning. “I heard someone ask for sloppy seconds, huh?” The boy nodded feverishly, limbs gripping the black and white mammal in the same way they had gripped at Chance, the large stud whale smirking and plowing his meaty member deep into the loosened, cum-filled tailhole. Katsu cried out in ecstasy, instantly cumming himself, his fur standing on edge, claws deploying on Mark’s shoulders as he spurted several ropes of cum over his slim chest. The stud barely acknowledged it, busy taking care of himself and starting to slap his hips against the sexy feline ass.
Minutes later, while Katsu was busy sucking on the shark’s dick (Chance had knelt near his head), Mark reached his own climax without much holding back or even warning, dumping his own fat load along Chance’s, filling the boy a second time, huffing loudly as he smacked his cock balls deep a few more times.
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Katsu let the two studs take a few pictures of him, naked, sweaty and messy with cum, as well as a few pictures of him making out with both Mark and Chance, as well as with their sticky dicks. He was going to be on both of their private blogs, for the steaming jealousy of all his friends.
“I guess you know our room number, now” the shark said as the three lounged around a little, having sobered up, and pondering going back to the foam party. Katsuke nodded, eyes still looking over the two perfect men, still not believing his luck. “Yes, sir. Maybe I could pass by sometime?” He hazarded, purring sweetly. “We’re not going anywhere, so… feel free. Unless you know, there’s a sock on the doorknob.” Mark said, fully serious.
Chance rolled his eyes. “Come on, Mark, this isn’t college anymore.” The orca smirked, looking his boyfriend in the eyes, then their new friend. “You’re right. Spring Break was wayyyyy crazier than this.”
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Awesomely Written by the awesome
\n\t\t\t\t\tstripes featuring his two most beloved characters of mine for obvious reasons. xDMark the Orca and Chance the Shark...This cruise ride couldn't get any better. <3