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I arrived at the dock parking lot, about ten minutes before six. *Grandpa's car was already there, so I knew we would be getting to work right away. *As I walked the pier, I noticed that there were already four people sitting on the bench by Grandpa's boat. *When I got a little closer, I recognized one of the men as Mike from the Tuesday cruise. *As I approached, Mike stood up and introduced me to Bob, Chad, and Chuck. *I remembered their names as Saturday regulars from talking to Grandpa. After the introductions, I excused myself so that I could assist Grandpa with the preparations.I hopped on the boat and found Grandpa below checking the engine's fluid levels. *I asked, "Where do you want me to start?"Grandpa replied, "Go ahead and get the rest of the covers off while I finish this and get the engines started."I dashed up the ladder and began removing and folding the boat covers. *The passengers were chatting away on the pier bench and occasionally looked my way. *It was clear that Mike had been telling them all about his time with me because they all had that look of craving in their eyes. *I continued my work as I could feel my rosebud twitching in anticipation of their attentions.About the time that I removed the last cover, Grandpa made his way to the bridge and started the engines. *With the covers folded and stowed, I headed to see what Grandpa needed next. *We sat in the flying bridge, and he offered me some coffee while we waited for more passengers to arrive. *I asked, "What is the normal departure time for the Saturday cruise?"Grandpa replied, "It usually runs about seven am, but there have never been people here this early before. *Mike was here before me, but I told him that the other regulars take precedence if they show."As we were talking, Bill showed up and began chatting with the other guys as Grandpa told me a little about all of them.* Starting off, he explained, "This group usually does very little fishing, maybe even less than the Tuesday crowd. *Most of these guys are still working, so their time is more about letting loose.""Are they in the same age group? *They don't look any younger than the others?" I solicited."You are correct, Stevie. This group isn't any younger; they like to work. *They also like to play too, but don't have as Escort Sarıyer much free time as the others. *With less time on their hands, most of them don't fish at all and love being naked," Grandpa explained.As I pondered the thought of multiple naked men wandering the deck and my need to touch them*all, my cock began to grow. *I queried of Grandpa, "So you had mentioned six possible names for Saturdays. *How many are you allowed to take out on the boat at once?"Grandpa smiled and remarked, "The most that I've ever taken out is ten. Myself plus nine passengers, and it was a disaster. *It started with everyone wanting to fish, and there is not enough room for that many lines in the water. *Plus, I was trying to attend to their snacks and drinks by myself. *Once some of them went below to play, it was a little better, but I swore never to take more than six by myself in the future.""So with me here, six would be even more manageable," I countered.Grandpa took another sip of his coffee and checked his watch as he thought. * After another minute he related, "Don't worry Stevie, if Ian arrives before we leave, I'll let him come along. *But be forewarned, make sure he is your last of the day because when he's done, you are too.""Grandpa, do you want to tell me something about the guys that are here so far?" I inquired."All of the guys go both ways, including Ian, but no one ever seems to want to do him. *You should remedy that, by the way. *Just watch out for Chad, he's definitely on some high-octane ED meds and stays hard most of the cruise. *He'll do you four or five times if you let him. *Other than that, it's just a bunch of guys that love to be naked and fuck each other," he answered as he stood.It was six-thirty, so Grandpa got up and headed down to the deck, with me following close behind. *We walked to the port aft, where we were tied closest as he told everyone to come aboard. *We went through the introductions again as I gathered their belongings to store below. *With Bob, Chad, Chuck, and Bill already here, we were just waiting on Perry and Ian. *Grandpa had already told Mike that he could stay, but that he needed to give everyone else their time with me first.I got all their stuff stowed below deck and came back up with Silivri escort bayan a cooler of beer. *It was a little early, in my book, to start drinking, but it was Saturday to these guys, and I wasn't going to judge. *It was ten minutes before seven when Grandpa's phone rang. *It was Perry, and he was bowing out due to illness. *We all kept an eye on the parking lot to see if we could spot Ian. *I kept one eye on the clock in the cabin and the other on the pier. *Grandpa finally called seven am, and I made my way to the lines to set us free.After I removed the last rope, I heard some yelling over the sound of the engines. *I turned to see Ian running down the pier just in time. *I'd already dropped the rope, but Grandpa hadn't started pulling out yet, so Ian jumped the three-foot gap just in time. *Ian stumbled as he came past me, so I grabbed his arm to slow him down. *My efforts spun us both around and left us lying on the deck with me on top of him. *We were both laughing excitedly as the others came over to see if we were alright.Mike helped me up, and I, in turn, helped Ian up. *There was what would have been an awkward moment for most. But given my sexual freedom on this boat was very erotic. *As I pulled Ian up, his face bumped my already hardening cock, and I moaned a 'more.' *He paused at groin level and lightly bit the outline of my swollen pole a couple of times. *The others didn't see his actions and thought that he needed help getting up. *With that thought in mind, they grabbed his arms and pulled him to his feet.Ian was a good four inches taller than me, and I looked up at him as he held out his hand while saying, "Hi, I'm Ian. *I'm guessing that you're the famous Stevie who*is taking this town by storm."I blushed a little at his last comment before taking his hand and saying, "Hi Ian, *Yes, I am Steve, and I would love to take you below and have my way with you."Now it was Ian blushing as I continued to hold his hand. *He mumbled in a questioning manner, "Shouldn't we do a little fishing first?" as he tried to remove his hand from mine casually.I was giving him the full-court press because Grandpa said that he needed some attention. *As he continued to try to remove his hand from mine, I offered, Topkapı escort "Okay, why don't you help me bring the poles up from down below," as I released his hand. *I motioned for him to lead the way and studied his cute little ass as we made our way below deck. *Once we passed the galley, Ian bent over to access the storage compartments under the seating. *With him in that position, I couldn't resist palming both of his cheeks. *He did jump a little at first, but I think he suspected that I would try something because he never stood up. *I took his lack of response as an invitation and pulled his shorts and underwear down past his knees. *I knelt and spread his cheeks so that I could admire his pristine pucker. *I lazily ran my tongue all around it as he began to whimper softly. When I started to focus on the entrance, his soft cry's turned to moans.After a couple more minutes, my tongue was working deep inside his rectal cavity. *He suddenly stood up and grabbed my arm, then pulled me into the bedroom as he stepped out of his shorts and undies along the way. *Ian flopped face-down on the bed and spread his legs as wide as they would go. *I stripped naked before moving my face into his back door. *I started up where I had left off before. *I worked on his hole for another few minutes while slowly inserting my fingers until I was pumping three without too much resistance. *All this time, the only sounds that came from Ian were moans, he never spoke.When I was sure that he was ready, I moved into position and worked my rigid prick into his compact rectum. *Once I was bottoming out on every stroke, Ian's moans turned to grunts and cuss-words. *As I picked up the pace, his cuss-words turned into encouragement. *He kept grunting, "Faster... harder... Yes, like that!"I could tell that he was getting close to cumming, and I kept going the way he asked. *As Ian reached his peak, so did his foul language. *His powerful anal contractions pushed me over the edge, too, and I filled his tight hole with my warm spunk. *My orgasm seemed to extend his as he thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of my hot seed filling his ass, and told me so.We lay*there for a few minutes with my shrinking cock still inside him. *Ian turned his head toward me, and I kissed him gently. *He reacted by kissing me back, and we swapped tongues until both of our necks were wrenched from the awkward position. *It was clear that we both wanted to continue our make-out session, so I slipped from his slick hole. *Ian quickly rolled onto his back, and I moved on top of him for and sucked his nipples.