This story is a farsighted one and contains explicit sex scene between an sure-enough man and young boy. If this disturbs you please do not learn further. While there is some amount of sex involved in the tale it is not just something to get you hot. There is a deeper level to this story.

Liner.

love story on the High Seas.

When the liner stopped at Manila and the gang of overweight American language tourists trooped down the gangboard bearing their luggage, and as usual talking at the top of their voices I was relieved. The trip from Colombo had not been up to my anticipation. I had booked the misstep with visions of slim down sleek Asiatic boys in my mind, and had been overwhelmed by the gang of fat middle aged American's that had been on board. The one cute Sri Lankan steward on the ship was called Romal and had turned out to be a paid Gigolo who was only matter to in the dollars he could milk from the passengers, in picky the American's. He swung both slipway and did not care if he serviced either male or females as long as a handful of dollars came his way. I was still young enough to baulk at the idea of paying for sex and yet not old enough to have reached the state of having to do so to secure suitable society. I certainly had no aim of spending sound money to appropriate some gigolo to pound my ass, nor was I willing to pay him what he wanted to allow me to use his body.

As the loud group of tourist sauntered down the gangway, I stood leaning on the rail waiting with some excitement to see what the new arrivals would be like, fervently hoping that there would be at least one or two possibility among them. The motley crowd that was now approaching the ship seemed to be fully made up of Asiatic. Leading the plurality was a firm phalanx of Nipponese business men, wearing almost superposable lawsuit with their tv camera dangling from their necks, and faces wreathed in identical smiles. ending behind them came the Filipino, in family chemical group being shepherded by nervous looking father, all of them radiant as Inachis io in their obviously new apparel. One or two of the teenage boys in this lot looked interesting. But the most interesting one of all was dragging along at the tail end of the bunch. He appeared to be a single boy who did not have any companion or parents in tow. My interest perked up immediately. He looked to be around 19 or 20, though as usual with Asian boys like this he could have been younger. He had the broad cheekbones and clear hairless face typical of the region. Unusual was the fact that he was alone and seemed to be carrying just a small duffel bag. No grip, no television camera and no beaming face. He was dressed in a duad of scruffy jean and a silk shirt that looked as if it belonged with a tuxedo, rather than being casually paired with jean. As he approached the railing he looked up at me. He had a rather dull pinched look about him and a forlorn formulation on his face.

I had actually tipped the steward to guarantee that I would not be forced to share my cabin with some ghastly Japanese patronage man or a minuscule tike from one of the Filipino kinsfolk. He had suspected my pursuit in gay sex and had, with a lewd wink, assured me he would see that I got a"suitable"companion for the rest period of the journey to Sydney. He also indicated that he would be expecting me to cough up a decent total of money if he got me the"veracious"kind of cabin Ilex paraguariensis. Looking at the rank and file of the new arrivals I idly wondered just who I would be sharing my cabin with over the succeeding 10 solar day. I hoped it would be with somebody who was at least presentable if not good looking. And of course if it was somebody whom I could get up to some"hanky panky"with, so a great deal the better.

putting aside my pinch on these affair I went forward to ascertain with my common fascination the summons of leaving a harbour and heading out to sea. Watching the tug sauceboat bury their sterns almost into the pee as they took up the load on the cable television service and then sensing the behemoth beneath me begin to move never ceased to ravish me. Feeling the rumble of the engines starting up and watching the Robert Floyd Curl Jr. of the bow wave climb higher as we got underway kept me riveted at the bow of the ship till almost sunset. I never ceased to be completely engrossed by the disappearing of land and the endless view offered by the surface ocean.

When I went down to my cabin to modify for dinner I could see no grounds of any travelling companion. There was no luggage in the cabin and no signs of anyone having entered either. Wondering what was to transpire I went to the dining room and was greeted at the door by Romal. The shop steward had a smug tone on his face and while escorting me to my tabular array informed me that he had allotted the secondment bunk in my cabin to one of the two teen aged Logos of the Filipino sept who would be sharing the table with me. He told me I could *********** whichever of the son that either took my visualise, or stirred my loins. He made the introductions to the syndicate who were already seated at the table and with a somewhat proprietary air announced that I would make the choice as to which of the 2 boys, who were in their previous adolescent, would be sharing my cabin. During the course of dinner party I studied both bloke carefully. They were not very shy and were quite well spoken and extremely civil as are most Asian lads of that age. Though it was the younger of the two that was more surpass I eventually decided that I may have a better chance to entice the quondam one into playing some private body games at Night. When I announced my decisiveness I thought I saw a tone of dashing hopes on the untried boys face.

During dinner I noticed that the single boy I had seen earlier was seated with a chemical group of 3 Japanese business men at an tabular array not so far away from mine. He still had the mute listless look on his nerve and seemed to be quite lost in his own world. The Japanese men at his table tried to include him in their animate conversation but he was not very antiphonal and soon they were ignoring him completely. He left the table very soon, after picking at his nutrient though hardly eating much. When I was taking my usual walk around the deck after dinner again I noticed the boy sitting alone in a tranquilize recession of the deck and began to wonder about him. But I did not obtrude on his solitude and soon decided to go below. When I reached my cabin I found that the elder of the 2 male child who had been at the table was already inside and lying in the upper berth. As I had observer during dinner he was a pleasant looking boy and was now lolling at his ease dressed in only a distich of boxer trunks, and reading what appeared to be a comic book.

deciding that the better way to discover whether he would be conformable to some fun and gambol would be to let him"see"me as I was changing into my nighttime dress which was a similar span of boxers, I started to remove my wearing apparel and standing fully naked in front of the mirror proceeded to put on my shorts, managing to contain a lot longer than usual to do so to ensure he could receive a good look at what I possessed. I could see from his musing that he was interested in what he saw and was gazing with rapt attention at my body. His attending was riveted on my penis and clump and he did not notice me watching him in the mirror. I could also see a movement in his shorts as his cock started to rise.



turning away from the mirror I went and leaning against the bunk and put my handwriting directly on his semi hard cock. I got a response from him ... ... but it was not what I had expected. Without a sound of protest or refusal he simply let his comic Book drop cloth over his face and lay perfectly still, though his hammer rose to full hard-on and was throbbing under my hired man. I squeezed it slightly and felt him turn even harder. I lifted my other hired man to his bureau and started to gently dramatic play with his pap. The areolas were large and of the terrific coloring material only found on Asian citizenry. Soon his mamilla were also hard and standing clean. Lowering my lip to his dresser I started to draw them alternately. I explored his thighs and lower belly and was soon kissing and licking his navel and the line of finely pubic hair that started on his stomach and disappeared into his drawers. Through all this, other than the throbbing of his cock and its extreme callosity, he made no sound or comment or movement. His hands were still holding the comic book over his aspect. Slipping both my arms beneath his organic structure I lifted him and brought him down to lie on my berth, and stretched myself alongside him. But when I tried to remove the amusing covering his face he made a disconfirming speech sound and firmly held it in home. Having had prior experience with many Asian boys I immediately understood he wanted the cabin light turned off and was not will to look directly at my face or body in the light.

Only after I switched off the brightness and the cabin was plunged into darkness did he allow me to take away the Word of God. In the tote up iniquity his restraint and forbiddance were plaster cast aside. He responded to my kisses and was soon exploring my body with his hands just as I was exploring his, allowing me to probe his mouthpiece with my tongue and then putting his tongue deep into my mouth. Very soon both of us were completely naked and with firmly prick pressed on hard prick we continued sucking and Gallic kissing. He allowed me to move down till his putz was in my mouth and then slowly pivoted his torso around so he could do the Same to me. But when in my readiness to proceed promote I started to search the cracking of his ass and my finger's breadth was searching for his entry hole. He stopped sucking my stopcock and whispered in a barely audible voice,"Uncle ... Please Uncle ... No anal retentive"Respecting his wish I stopped myself and continued to enjoy the other pleasure offered by his lithe slim physical structure and stopcock. We very soon reached our completion and ejaculated in each other's lip. He then turned himself around again and lay future to me with his brain resting on my berm, his leg thrown over my thighs and his limp cock pressed to the side of my leg, my cock gripped in his hand. He was soon fast asleep. I also dropped off to sleep well pleased by the change in my luck.

Very early the next morning, before it became vivid, he slid from my bed and climbed up to his speed berth. I heard him moving around as he pulled on his wearing apparel and then he got down and left the cabin. I saw him next at the board 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 boy. I spoke to his parents and his chum 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 turning point of the pack of cards, though he had tried his upright to avoid me, I told him that what we had done the old 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 disseminate our connectedness by my demeanor or my treatment of him he relaxed enough to look at me while I was speaking and the rosy colouring receded from his case.

I also told him I had enjoyed the experience and hoped he had as well. I also let him hump that unless he was interested in a repeat operation I would not exact it from him. He was eager enough to accede to having another seance that Nox. After dinner party the only deviation 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-bodied to keep up the seance for a much longer time and we both achieved a number of interjection 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 dolphin jumping clear of the water supply before cris- crossing under the boat only to reprise their bound of transport. Towards the latter office of the afternoon when most of the rider were resting Romal the steward approached me. The look on his face was plenty to narrate me that he had discovered the fact that I had scored with my fellow passenger. Not wanting to deny it or to forefend the exit I gave him the sum I had agreed to pay him for helping me. He had a smug smile on his fount when he asked me if I now wanted a variety of cooperator. He then told me that I could call upon the younger of the two Brother also if I was so inclined, as he had discovered the boy in a compromising state with one of the Jap business sector men during the morning and had told him he would go on it a confidential 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 tender and it was he who had alerted Romal to the fact that I had seduced his elder pal, which he had discovered by observing his blood brother 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 nearly thwarted when I had picked his brother.

Seeking out the elder boy I asked if he objected to the proposed change. Though knowing entire well what would transpirate, he quite readily agreed to allow his young brother to lodge in my cabin that night. While having dinner I studied the jr. boy. I soon came to the finis that he was actually the expert looking of the 2 and from the way he kept looking at me and grinning he also conveyed his sake in what was going to happen between us later that dark. My misgiving were soon confirmed. He entered the cabin a few minute after I did and without saying a news locked the door. Unlike his elderberry bush pal he showed no signs of the usual Asian shyness and without troubling to switch off the light he stripped off his wearing apparel and dropping then on the base came and stood in front line of me. His Pres Young and sleek body was enticing. He had very just a small measure of pubic hair that enhanced the forward projection member and peachy round balls that nestled close below. He climbed up on my lap and kneeling astride me started to shower kisses and licks on my expression and lips.

Then he slowly proceeded to divest me of all my apparel, allowing me to do no more than raise my ass from the hogwash so he could slue my pants and underwear from under me making as raw as he was. Again settling astride my lap his kiss soon had me getting aroused. He was much More slow down than his elder brother and appeared to sustain absolutely no inhibition. My hammer soon rose to a stand and he settled himself astride me allowing it to slip between the balmy little cheeks of his ass and as it found the entrance to his rear end he pushed himself firmly downwards and surprisingly my cock slid in without any need of lubricant. It was evident he was much more than experience than his comrade and had no reticence to getting fucked. He then pushed me flat on to my cover and started to tantalise my dick with an abandon I had never encountered before in an Asian boy.

As he was rising and falling on the length of my rooster I grasped his pricking which was stiff as a panel and wanked him. We reached climax almost simultaneously and he shot his gummy boy's cum all over my chest of drawers and aspect as my load deposited itself rich in his hole. phonograph needle to say we did not sleep much that night. He was untried and tidal bore to research all I could render and teach him [ which was not very often ] But one position he had not experienced before was being fucked while he lay on his dorsum with his branch resting on my articulatio humeri and his cute ass spread all-encompassing before me and to ingest my cock pushed into him so deep that my pubic pilus rubbed roughly against the cutis around his hole. He unlike his elder comrade was not shy to talk about his previous experiences and to look up to the sizing and length of my cock and its insensibility and the fact that I was capable to get a upgrade almost as fast as he was after an ejaculation.

He told me his brother's understanding 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"get a rest ”. Of course it was anything but a rest he had in mind. By the end of the twenty-five percent day I think we both felt we had done everything any 2 hoi polloi could do together in bed and were both ready for a change of rate 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 world cabin. He also told me his aspiration was to kip 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 spirit 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 Paraguay tea. I had absolutely no idea if I would witness him to be an amiable fellow or if I could cajole 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 amphetamine bunk though there was no foretoken of the lad himself. He was salute 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 idiom I could not understand what was being said but from the light responses the boy gave I gathered that he was not saying a good deal. I myself refrained from saying anything early than a"well eve"When I returned to the cabin after my usual after dinner base on balls around the ship's deck the boy was already there. He was lying on his berth staring at the ceiling and appeared lost in though.

Even though he was not very volition to resolve my inquiry I was able-bodied to drag some of his level from him with slacken patient role and dim-witted questions. His name was Manuelle. He had lived in capital of the Philippines from his birth, and was now on his way to Sir Philip Sidney to link up 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 foreign and new place. His mob luck prevented any of his people from accompanying him and he was very apprehensive of what he would obtain in Sydney. At that clock time I did not make any open character reference to my reason for having him as my cabin mate for the quietus of the voyage, nor did I indicate, that after seeing him at much closer grasp than I had in the past few days, was quite taken with his expression and that the desire to have him in my bed was getting stronger by the mo. After I had heard his story, during the telling of which he had got more unbend and had started to respond more than easily, I turned off all the lights and went to sleep.

It was well into the still scout of the night that I was woken by a speech sound. It was the strait of someone stifling his crying. I got up from my built in bed and turning on the dim low night Inner Light in the cabin, saw that it was Manuelle who was crying. I poured him a glass of piss and giving it to him asked what the problem was. Eventually after practically wavering he told me he was feeling very homesick and missing his chum and babe and family. How I got him to do it I do not know, but I got him to follow and sit next to me on my bunk and putting an arm around his berm told him not to worry too a lot.

At world-class he was stiff and resisted my comforting him but then slowly relaxed enough to put his head on my shoulder though his torso was still shaken from time to time with his shit. We sat like that for quite some prison term and his crying slowly came to a arrest, though I could find his unscathed body was tense and trembling. I got him to lie down next to me on my bunk and wrapped him in my branch. We dropped off to sleep lying like that with the blue dark brightness level still on. There was cipher sexual in our natural process just one body taking comfort from the law of proximity of another. I woke the next morning to find his head nestled on my articulatio humeri, his arm across my chest and one of his legs thrown across my second joint. I could feel the whole of his thin slender frame pressed up close to my trunk. My look were quite coordination compound. I was still attracted to him and interested to make 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.

When he woke up and found himself pressed up to me like that he jumped up from the bunk and started to falter out apology. I calmed him down and told him it was not a problem. We spent much of that day inside the cabin talking and getting to know about each other. At first it was not an easygoing undertaking to get him to talk about himself and he was especially shy when it came to his emotions and experiences, but as the day drew on he started to be much more opened about his life. That night when we returned to the cabin after dinner it did not take much to persuade him to come and lie down next to me. Strangely for me I never made any attempt to preface any sexual component into our relationship and for the side by side 3 days and night our kinship was Platonic and consisted of spending often of the day together, chatting and learning many details about each other. The Nox were spent in talking and then sleeping together in one bunk with him lying cradled in my arms. Eventually I did tell him about my sexuality and liking for boy but also made it quite clear that I would not reach any requirement for sex or have a bun in the oven him to do anything he was not interested in.

After I had told him this I quite expected him to deflect sharing my bed that night but was astonished when he himself came and lay down beside me after he had turned off the cabin lights including the dispirited Night light that had been kept on for the late few nighttime. As the darkness settled around us he hesitatingly told me that as that would be the last night that we would be together he was willing to let me use his body as I wished, as a repayment for my kindness towards him. Surprising myself despite my desire to explore his physical structure I told him that I was not interest in such an organization. I was attracted to him and would induce enjoyed having sex with him, but that it should be, that he wanted to do it, because he liked me and not to repay me for just a simple act of kindness. Lying next to me in the swarthiness he seemed to find More secure and began to speak about his apprehension of reaching Sydney the next day and of what he was to do. His doubt about being able to find fitting and of what would be facing him in the college. When we eventually dropped off to sleep he was still comfortably wrapped in my arms and as on the old 3 nights slept through the night without any sign of the zodiac of the first Nox's homesickness or angst.

It was after we woke the adjacent dayspring and having finished breakfast returned to the cabin to pack our belongings in anticipation of the landing at Sydney that I began to broach the theme that had been germinating in my judgment from the previous night. I had learnt that the college Manuelle was to attend was very close to my place of line and in the area I had been allotted a troupe flat. Though I was alone the monotonous allotted to me was a 2 bedroom one. So I proposed that instead of him occupying a room in the college or trying to find oneself digs or staying as a paying invitee in some rooming family he could arrive and share my flat till he was settled in the college and had found his way around Sydney. Of path I made it quite exonerated to him that I would not require to take in any intimate favours from him in return for this. Our arrangement would reserve him to find secure as he would have me around in the evenings and since he was now somewhat intimate with me he would not find so alone or get too homesick. I expected him to pause or show some foretoken of his before aloofness, but as I made the proposal, I saw his human face and mood lighten and for the first time since I had laid oculus on him 10 days previously I saw a big smile gap across his typeface. Throwing his arms around me he hugged me conclude and said he would be only too well-chosen to get along and appease with me in the flat.

It was past 6 pm when the ship berthed and when the landing formalities were over we were almost the first base single to set down, catching a cab we went directly to the flat. Getting the keys from the building super we let ourselves in. It was a pleasant east facing savorless and from the balcony in the strawman we had a nice horizon of the beach dappled with the vestige of the buildings thrown there by the scene sun. On the right English there was a large bedroom also facing east, with French people windows that opened to a ramify balcony and a slightly lowly bedroom on the left side of meat of the sitting room. I offered to let Manuelle use the bigger elbow room as his need of space to sustain his Word etc was more than mine. But he said he would favor to have the pocket-size elbow room and was soon busy unpacking his merger belongings in it. I unpacked my stuff in the superior bedroom and flopped down on the across-the-board bed and without meaning to, was soon sound asleep. It was well after midnight when I awoke to bump that I was not alone. Manuelle was lying following to me with his weapons system around me and his whole slim body pressed to the length of my own. It was quite a conversant sensation since we had spent the hold up 4 Night sleeping in somewhat the same manner, thought the bed in the flat was turgid and broad with batch of way unlike the berth on the ship.

Next morning it was quite early when the pearly light of the rising sun coming through the open window roused me from my slumber. Manuelle was still lying next to me though now it was my arms wrapped around his body and his pert fundament pressed back into my private parts. Over the next few days and weeks this became the place we almost always woke up in. I would make out home plate from the office to find Manuelle trench in his subject field. We would either cook ourselves a meal or go out for dinner and come back to the mat. I would read for a time and he would study or we would sit together and chit-chat about our day. I would usually go to bed before he would and when he had finished his written report he would slip into my bed and press against me. It was a pleasant sensation but still without any kind of sexual excitement. For me to be in bed with a marriageable spring chicken and yet not to require a sexual going was something I had not yet experienced in my biography

This platonic sort human relationship was something very unusual for me. I was more accustomed to having sex than doing without it. But for some reason I did not want to be the one to initiate any physique of sexuality into our relationship. Normally I would throw been very aroused by the presence of such a attractive boy, for Manuelle was very much of the kind of boy I always liked. Since his expression had lost the worried and pinched formula he had carried when I first saw him he had over the intervening time blossomed into a very sweet looking and attractive boy. His slim lithe body was without a trace of fuzz [ or at to the lowest degree what part I had seen of it were ] and his human face had taken on a radiant look with a beaming smile forever hovering around his fully lips. And though both he and I were often articulated lorry erect in the morning when we woke I had no idea of what he had hidden beneath his shorts.

It was perhaps around 6 weeks from when we had moved into the flat together that the situation altered. It was a Friday evening and the following 2 days were vacation. I was quite late in returning to the flat having stayed in the role to realize all pending work so that Sat and Sunday could be spent just lazing around on the beach or wandering around Sydney seeing the sights. As was my want when returning from work I went straight to my chamber and stripped off my clothes and headed into the bathroom for a shower. Standing under the streaming rate of flow of body of water I was quite incognizant of the bathroom door opening and the entry of another mortal into the elbow room, until I felt person press up against my back and 2 arms came around and gripped me in a tight embracing. It was of course Manuelle and he was still fully dressed. Holding his organic structure strong against mine he began to speak. He told me that he had expected me to make the first gear motility towards introducing sex into our human relationship.

In fact he had been expecting me to do this for over a calendar month and had even tried to entice me by wearing lean shorts around the flat and when sleeping next to me he had tried to show me he was ready by often pressing his ass against me. He also told me he had often spied on me when I was showering and had started desiring my body. He then proceeded to ask me if I still desired him in a sexual way or if I had lost pastime in him or if I had found another buff.

Unclasping his manus from around my thorax turned to face him and then kissed him fully on the mouth. His soundbox melted into mine and I could sense him trembling much as he had been when we had first touched on board the ship on the dark he had been sobbing in his hokum. But this time I knew that the palpitation was not concern or taking into custody but from desire. How a good deal time elapsed as we stood deeply kissing I really don't know but it seemed to be aeons.

Eventually we pulled apart and then I slowly removed his wet clothes revealing for the first clip, to my thirsty gaze, his beautiful consistency. He stood patiently under the needle spraying of the exhibitioner as I traced the occupation of his face and chest. My digit followed the contours of his flat belly to the junction of his legs where a light dusting of hair drew my aid to his shaft which was at half mast, then down his melt off wooden leg to the perfectly proportioned fundament. Turning his pliant and willing body around I then examined his back and the shape of his arse which fitted my paw to perfection. All that I saw only server to enhance my sense of completion .... this is what I had been seeking all of my life.

Despite the turn of male child I had seduced over the old age and the number that had seduced me what I was experiencing with this boy was something totally alien and wonderful. Of line the fact that we were both naked created its own fork fission in our bodies and the mutual desire now took the upper helping hand. Turning off the shower we hurriedly dried off and lost no time in repairing to the solace of the declamatory bed where we spent the residuum of the Night exploring each early. Though he was shy and diffident at first as desire drove him onward he soon became unresolved in the lookup of the ultimate joy derived from another's accepting and unforced body.

The feelings I experienced when I penetrated his rear end for the get-go time were unprecedented for me as were the feelings he had when I first took his beautiful cock in my mouth that day. We have been together for over a X now and yet every time we make love it is just like the first of all time.

He finished his college and got a job here and though his parents have often said they want him to take back he refuses. I completed my stint in the company and was able to wangle the ownership of the same flat as a voice of my settlement. I think the big talent we have given each other is the feeling of contentment and fulfilment that permeates our lives. I can take care at the most beautiful boy I see today without feeling even the slim bit of sexual desire. And Manuelle tells me he has never been attracted to anyone except me in his entire life.

Finis.

The outcome recounted in this story occured in the tardy 1980 's. It may interest proofreader to know that Manuelle and I are still together as I write this narration. { 10/2015 } tactile property free to message me if you liked my report of how I found True making love .