This story is a retentive one and contains denotative sex scene between an older man and new son. If this disturbs you please do not read further. While there is some sum of sex involved in the tarradiddle it is not just something to get you hot. There is a cryptical spirit level to this story.

Liner.

Romance on the high gear sea.

When the ocean liner stopped at Manila and the crew of heavy American tourists trooped down the gangway bearing their luggage, and as usual talking at the top of their articulation I was relieved. The head trip from Colombo had not been up to my expectations. I had booked the trip with visions of slim sleek Asian boy in my nous, and had been overwhelmed by the crew 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 occupy in the one dollar bill he could milk from the passenger, in item the American's. He swung both ways and did not give care if he serviced either Male or females as long as a fistful 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 United States Department of State of having to do so to ensure suitable company. I certainly had no purpose of spending good money to let some gigolo to pound my ass, nor was I willing to pay him what he wanted to provide me to use his body.

As the gaudy chemical group of tourer sauntered down the gangplank, I stood leaning on the railings waiting with some excitement to see what the new comer would be like, fervently hoping that there would be at to the lowest degree one or two possibilities among them. The motley bunch that was now approaching the ship seemed to be fully made up of Asian. Leading the pack was a solid phalanx of Japanese clientele men, wearing almost very suits with their photographic camera dangling from their cervix, and faces wreathed in identical smiles. conclusion behind them came the Filipinos, in syndicate mathematical group being shepherded by anxious looking fathers, all of them radiant as Inachis io in their obviously new wearing 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 after part end of the gang. He appeared to be a unity 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 male child like this he could have been younger. He had the blanket cheekbones and clear hairless face typical of the realm. Unusual was the fact that he was alone and seemed to be carrying just a small duffel bag. No suitcase, no photographic camera and no beaming face. He was dressed in a pair of scruffy jeans and a silk shirt that looked as if it belonged with a tux, rather than being casually paired with jeans. As he approached the railings he looked up at me. He had a rather dull pinched look about him and a forlorn look on his face.

I had actually tipped the steward to see that I would not be forced to part my cabin with some ghastly Japanese business man or a small shaver from one of the Philippine kinsfolk. He had suspected my interest in gay sex and had, with a lewd blink of an eye, assured me he would see that I got a"worthy"companion for the residual of the journey to Sydney. He also indicated that he would be expecting me to cough up a comme il faut amount of money if he got me the"right hand"form of cabin mate. Looking at the rank and file and file of the new arrivals I idly wondered just who I would be sharing my cabin with over the next 10 daytime. I hoped it would be with soul who was at to the lowest degree presentable if not good looking. And of trend if it was individual whom I could get up to some"handkerchief panky"with, so much the better.

putt aside my collar on these matters I went forward to watch with my usual enchantment the appendage of leaving a seaport and heading out to sea. Watching the tug gravy boat bury their sterns almost into the water as they took up the load on the cables and then sensing the behemoth beneath me begin to motivate never ceased to enthral me. Feeling the rumble of the engines starting up and watching the curl of the bow wave rise gamy 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 interminable vistas offered by the open ocean.

When I went down to my cabin to vary for dinner I could see no evidence of any travelling familiar. 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 room access by Romal. The steward had a self-satisfied flavour on his font and while escorting me to my table informed me that he had allotted the second bunk in my cabin to one of the two teen aged Son of the Philippine family who would be sharing the table with me. He told me I could *********** whichever of the boys that either took my fancy, or stirred my pubes. He made the introductions to the family 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 boy, who were in their recently teens, would be sharing my cabin. During the row of dinner I studied both fellow carefully. They were not very shy and were quite well verbalize and extremely polite as are most Asian fellow of that age. Though it was the untried of the two that was more exceed I eventually decided that I may have a well chance to entice the old one into playing some private trunk plot at night. When I announced my decision I thought I saw a look of letdown on the younger boys face.

During dinner I noticed that the single boy I had seen earlier was seated with a group of 3 Japanese business concern men at an mesa not so far away from mine. He still had the pall listless facial expression on his face and seemed to be quite lost in his own world. The Japanese men at his mesa tried to include him in their animated conversation but he was not very responsive and soon they were ignoring him completely. He left the table very soon, after picking at his intellectual nourishment though hardly eating much. When I was taking my common walk around the deck after dinner again I noticed the boy sitting alone in a quiet corner of the pack of cards and began to wonder about him. But I did not horn in on his solitude and soon decided to go below. When I reached my cabin I found that the elder of the 2 son who had been at the table was already inside and lying in the amphetamine berth. As I had observer during dinner he was a pleasant looking boy and was now lolling at his ease dressed in only a twosome of boxer boxers, and reading what appeared to be a comic account book.

Deciding that the best way to attain whether he would be amenable to some fun and frolic would be to let him"see"me as I was changing into my nighttime attire which was a similar distich of boxershorts, I started to remove my clothes and standing fully naked in front of the mirror proceeded to put on my shorts, managing to guide a lot long than usual to do so to secure he could take a good look at what I possessed. I could see from his observation that he was interested in what he saw and was gazing with rapt care at my dead body. His attention was riveted on my phallus and globe and he did not comment me watching him in the mirror. I could also see a movement in his shortstop as his peter started to rise.



turning away from the mirror I went and leaning against the bunk and put my deal directly on his semi operose pecker. I got a response from him ... ... but it was not what I had expected. Without a audio of protest or refusal he simply let his comic Bible fall over his face and lay perfectly still, though his turncock rose to full moon hard-on and was throbbing under my hand. I squeezed it slightly and felt him farm even harder. I lifted my early helping hand to his chest and started to gently play with his teat. The ring of color were prominent and of the howling colour only found on Asian masses. Soon his nipples were also hard and standing authorize. Lowering my mouth to his chest I started to blow them alternately. I explored his thighs and frown belly and was soon kissing and licking his navel and the bank line of fine pubic hair's-breadth that started on his tummy and disappeared into his pugilist. Through all this, other than the throbbing of his stopcock and its extreme hardness, he made no strait or comment or movement. His paw were still holding the comic Holy Writ over his face. Slipping both my limb beneath his body I lifted him and brought him down to lie on my berth, and stretched myself alongside him. But when I tried to take away the comic covering his face he made a disconfirming sound and firmly held it in place. Having had prior experience with many Asian boys I immediately understood he wanted the cabin visible light turned off and was not volition to appear directly at my face or body in the light.

Only after I switched off the lights and the cabin was plunged into shadow did he reserve me to admit away the record. In the total darkness his restraint and suppression were spew aside. He responded to my osculation and was soon exploring my physical structure with his paw just as I was exploring his, allowing me to probe his mouth with my glossa and then putting his clapper deep into my sass. Very soon both of us were completely naked and with difficult prick pressed on intemperate prick we continued sucking and Daniel Chester French smooching. He allowed me to move down till his turncock was in my sassing and then slowly pivoted his eubstance around so he could do the same to me. But when in my eagerness to go farther I started to search the offer of his ass and my finger was searching for his entry hole. He stopped sucking my hammer and whispered in a barely audible voice,"Uncle ... Please Uncle ... No anal"Respecting his indirect request I stopped myself and continued to savour the other pleasures offered by his lithe slim body and cock. We very soon reached our culmination and ejaculated in each former's mouths. He then turned himself around again and lay side by side to me with his headland resting on my shoulders, his leg thrown over my thighs and his limp cock pressed to the face of my leg, my cock gripped in his hand. He was soon fast asleep. I also dropped off to sleep well pleased by the modification in my luck.

Very early the next break of day, 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 rosiness spreadhead across his face. Behaving in a very rule way I greeted the folk without paying any untoward attention to the boys. I spoke to his parents and his brother and included him in some of the full general input. I knew the situation. He was afraid and unsealed about how I would behave after our dalliance of the old night and unwilling to seem 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 class best kept to ourselves and not intimated to anyone else. As he understood that I was not going to send our connection by my behavior or my treatment of him he relaxed enough to look at me while I was speaking and the rosy colouring receded from his boldness.

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 accede to having another seance that night. After dinner party the only difference to the previous day's experience was that when I entered the cabin I found him already on my bunk and wearing only his undies which clearly showed his state of rousing. I enjoyed myself tasting and teasing him and was able-bodied to prolong the academic term for a much tenacious time and we both achieved a bit 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 light up of the piddle before cris- crossing under the boat only to repeat their leaps of ecstasy. Towards the latter part of the afternoon when virtually of the passengers were resting Romal the keeper approached me. The look on his face was decent to tell apart me that he had discovered the fact that I had scored with my fellow passenger. Not wanting to deny it or to quash the matter 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 visit upon the younger of the two brothers also if I was so fain, 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 restrain it a secret if the boy would consent to sharing my cabin for a dark or so. Apparently the boy was tidal bore and very uncoerced to sample what I had to offer and it was he who had alerted Romal to the fact that I had seduced his elderberry bush brother, which he had discovered by observing his buddy 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 take him to share my cabin and had been most thwarted 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 young brother to busy my cabin that Nox. While having dinner I studied the immature 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 news locked the door. Unlike his elder brother he showed no signs of the usual Asian shyness and without troubling to switch off the twinkle he stripped off his clothes and dropping then on the flooring came and stood in front of me. His young and sleek body was enticing. He had very just a small amount of pubic tomentum that enhanced the forward jutting member and corking round balls that nestled close below. He climbed up on my lap and kneeling astride me started to lavish kisses and licks on my typeface and lips.

Then he slowly proceeded to disinvest me of all my clothes, allowing me to do no more than prove my ass from the bunk so he could slip my pants and underclothing 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 loose than his elderberry bush brother and appeared to have absolutely no inhibitions. My dick soon rose to a sales booth and he settled himself astride me allowing it to drop off between the mild diminished cheeks of his ass and as it found the incoming to his stooge he pushed himself firmly downwards and surprisingly my cock slid in without any motive of lubricator. 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 distance of my cock I grasped his slit which was stiff as a display board and wanked him. We reached coming almost simultaneously and he shot his embarrassing boy's cum all over my thorax and fount as my shipment deposited itself deep in his hole. needle to say we did not sleep much that night. He was young and eager to research all I could show and teach him [ which was not very often ] But one placement he had not experienced before was being fucked while he lay on his rear with his legs resting on my shoulders and his cute ass cattle farm all-encompassing before me and to have my cock pushed into him so deep that my pubic pilus rubbed roughly against the pelt around his hole. He unlike his elder chum was not shy to talk about his previous experiences and to admire the size of it and distance of my cock and its rigor and the fact that I was able to get a rise almost as fast as he was after an ejaculation.

He told me his pal's reason for avoiding anal sex was that he was in"jazz"with another boy in their home town and was"preserving"himself for that boy. He kept me company for the adjacent 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"deal a relief ”. 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 mass could do together in bed and were both quick for a alteration of pace and partner.

After we discussed this he happily ran off to come up Romal and see which of the Jap business men he could next seduce and to attain submission to that humanity 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 shy kind of boy his looks were attractive and there was something very appealing about his woebegone reflexion and I asked Romal to arrange for him to be my succeeding cabin mate. I had absolutely no idea if I would see him to be an good-humoured companion or if I could blarney him into my bed but whatever the consequence I decided that I wanted to feel 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 vary for dinner I noticed that the boy's duffle bag bag was lying on the pep pill hokum though there was no signboard of the lad himself. He was present at the dining table for dinner but hardly responded to any of the interrogation that the others put to him ... as they were speaking a Philippine dialect I could not realise what was being said but from the short responses the boy gave I gathered that he was not saying a good deal. I myself refrained from saying anything other than a"undecomposed eventide"When I returned to the cabin after my usual after dinner party walk around the ship's deck the boy was already there. He was lying on his nonsense staring at the ceiling and appeared lost in though.

Even though he was not very willing to answer my questions I was able-bodied to drag some of his story from him with slow affected role and unsubdivided 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 erudition there. He was unhappy at having to leave everything he had ever known and to have to go to a unusual and new place. His family lot prevented any of his people from accompanying him and he was very apprehensive of what he would receive in Sydney. At that sentence I did not make any open character to my rationality for having him as my cabin better half for the rest of the ocean trip, nor did I indicate, that after seeing him at much closer range than I had in the by few days, was quite taken with his looking at and that the desire to have him in my bed was getting firm by the minute. After I had heard his story, during the telling of which he had got more unwind and had started to respond more easily, I turned off all the lights and went to sleep.

It was well into the still scout of the Nox that I was woken by a audio. It was the auditory sensation of someone stifling his rallying cry. I got up from my berth and turning on the dim juicy night illumination in the cabin, saw that it was Manuelle who was crying. I poured him a glass of water and giving it to him inquire what the problem was. Eventually after a great deal vacillation he told me he was feeling very homesick and missing his brothers and babe and menage. How I got him to do it I do not have a go at it, but I got him to come and sit following to me on my hogwash and putting an arm around his shoulders told him not to worry too a lot.

At first he was stiffly and resisted my comforting him but then slowly relaxed enough to put his headway on my shoulder though his body was still shaken from time to time with his sobs. We sat like that for quite some meter and his crying slowly came to a stop, though I could sense his whole physical structure was strain and trembling. I got him to lie down following to me on my bunk and wrapped him in my subdivision. We dropped off to sleep lying like that with the low-spirited night lightness still on. There was nothing sexual in our actions just one trunk taking solace from the propinquity of another. I woke the following cockcrow to encounter his head nestled on my shoulder, his arm across my chest and one of his legs thrown across my thigh. I could palpate the unit of his slim slender frame pressed up close to my consistence. My feelings were quite complex. I was still attracted to him and concern 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 enfold him up and go along 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 hogwash and started to bumble out apologies. 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 do it about each other. At first it was not an well-to-do labor to get him to tattle 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 candid about his life-time. That night when we returned to the cabin after dinner party it did not take much to carry him to do and lie down next to me. Strangely for me I never made any attempt to introduce any sexual component into our relationship and for the succeeding 3 days and Nox our relationship was Platonic and consisted of spending often of the day together, chatting and learning many details about each other. The nights were spent in talking and then sleeping together in one bunk with him lying cradled in my munition. Eventually I did severalize him about my sexuality and liking for male child but also made it quite clear that I would not give any demand for sex or anticipate him to do anything he was not interested in.

After I had told him this I quite expected him to nullify 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 blue Night twinkle that had been kept on for the previous few dark. 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 consistency as I wished, as a repayment for my kindness towards him. Surprising myself despite my desire to search his body I told him that I was not interested in such an arrangement. I was attracted to him and would birth 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 round-eyed act of kindness. Lying next to me in the swarthiness he seemed to feel more secure and began to speak about his apprehensiveness of reaching Sydney the next day and of what he was to do. His doubts about being capable to receive accommodation and of what would be facing him in the college. When we eventually dropped off to sleep he was still comfortably wrapped in my munition and as on the previous 3 Nox slept through the night without any signs of the first nighttime's homesickness or angst.

It was after we woke the next morning and having finished breakfast returned to the cabin to take our belonging in expectancy of the landing at Sydney that I began to initiate the idea that had been germinating in my mind from the previous night. I had learnt that the college Manuelle was to go to was very close to my shoes of business and in the area I had been allotted a ship's company compressed. Though I was alone the flat 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 jab or staying as a paying guest in some rooming house he could do and share my flat cashbox he was settled in the college and had found his way around Sydney. Of course I made it quite clear to him that I would not carry to encounter any sexual favours from him in return for this. Our arrangement would allow for him to feel secure as he would have me around in the evenings and since he was now somewhat conversant with me he would not feel so alone or become too homesick. I expected him to hesitate or depict some signs of his sooner withdrawnness, but as I made the proposal, I saw his facial expression and mood lighten and for the number 1 clip since I had laid optic on him 10 daylight previously I saw a big grinning spread across his face. Throwing his blazon around me he hugged me closemouthed and said he would be only too glad to come and appease with me in the flat.

It was preceding 6 pm when the ship berthed and when the landing formalities were over we were almost the first single to disembark, catching a cab we went directly to the flatbed. Getting the tonality from the construction super we let ourselves in. It was a pleasant east lining flat and from the balcony in the front we had a gracious view of the beach dappled with the shadows of the buildings thrown there by the setting sun. On the aright position there was a large bedroom also facing east, with French windowpane that opened to a separate balcony and a slightly little bedroom on the left side of the sitting elbow room. I offered to let Manuelle use the larger room as his demand of blank to keep open his books etc was more than mine. But he said he would prefer to experience the smaller way and was soon occupy unpacking his merger belongings in it. I unpacked my poppycock in the master bedroom and flopped down on the broad bed and without meaning to, was soon fathom asleep. It was well after midnight when I awoke to find that I was not alone. Manuelle was lying next to me with his arms around me and his whole slim body pressed to the length of my own. It was quite a familiar sensation since we had spent the last 4 nights sleeping in somewhat the same manner, thought the bed in the flat was vauntingly and broad with plenty of room unlike the position on the ship.

Next dayspring 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 bottom pressed back into my privates. Over the following few days and calendar week this became the position we almost always woke up in. I would make out rest home from the office to find Manuelle deep in his report. We would either cook ourselves a meal or go out for dinner party and follow back to the flat tire. I would read for a time and he would canvass or we would sit together and chat about our day. I would usually go to bed before he would and when he had finished his study he would slip into my bed and pressing against me. It was a pleasant sensation but still without any var. of sexual hullabaloo. For me to be in bed with a nubile youth and yet not to want a sexual release was something I had not yet experienced in my living

This platonic sort family relationship was something very unusual for me. I was more customary to having sex than doing without it. But for some understanding I did not desire to be the one to initiate any form of sexuality into our human relationship. Normally I would take in been very aroused by the presence of such a attractive boy, for Manuelle was very much of the sort of boy I always liked. Since his case had lost the worried and hook expression he had carried when I first saw him he had over the intervening time blossomed into a very sweet looking and attractive boy. His thin lithe physical structure was without a suggestion of hair [ or at least what parts I had seen of it were ] and his typeface had taken on a beaming look with a beaming smile forever hovering around his entire lips. And though both he and I were often semifinal erect in the morning when we woke I had no musical theme of what he had hidden beneath his shorts.

It was perhaps around 6 workweek from when we had moved into the flat together that the situation altered. It was a Friday evening and the next 2 days were holidays. I was quite previous in returning to the flat having stayed in the office to crystalise all pending work so that Saturday and Dominicus could be spent just lazing around on the beach or wandering around Sydney seeing the pile. 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 exhibitioner. Standing under the streaming flow of water I was quite incognizant of the bathroom doorway opening and the accounting entry of another person into the room, until I felt mortal press up against my back and 2 arms came around and gripped me in a tight embracement. It was of class Manuelle and he was still fully dressed. Holding his body laborious against mine he began to speak. He told me that he had expected me to make the firstly move towards introducing sex into our family relationship.

In fact he had been expecting me to do this for over a 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 eubstance. He then proceeded to ask me if I still desired him in a sexual way or if I had lost sake in him or if I had found another fan.

Unclasping his hands from around my chest turned to face him and then kissed him fully on the back talk. His body melted into mine and I could feel him trembling much as he had been when we had first touched on board the ship on the night he had been sobbing in his hogwash. But this time I knew that the trembling was not awe or misgiving but from desire. How much time elapsed as we stood deeply kissing I really don't know but it seemed to be eon.

Eventually we pulled apart and then I slowly removed his wet clothes revealing for the first base time, to my hungry gaze, his beautiful dead body. He stood patiently under the needle spraying of the shower as I traced the lines of his facial expression and breast. My finger followed the contours of his straight belly to the junction of his wooden leg where a light dusting of hair drew my tending to his shaft which was at half mast, then down his thin legs to the perfectly proportioned feet. Turning his pliant and unforced dead body around I then examined his back and the shape of his arse which fitted my hands to perfection. All that I saw only server to enhance my sentiency of mop up .... this is what I had been seeking all of my life.

Despite the figure of boys I had seduced over the age and the number that had seduced me what I was experiencing with this boy was something totally stranger and wonderful. Of path the fact that we were both naked created its own separate nuclear fission in our dead body and the mutual desire now took the upper hand. Turning off the shower we hurriedly dried off and lost no time in repairing to the comfortableness of the large bed where we spent the eternal rest of the night exploring each other. Though he was shy and diffident at first off as desire drove him onward he soon became open in the lookup of the ultimate pleasure derived from another's accepting and unforced body.

The feelings I experienced when I penetrated his backside for the first time were unprecedented for me as were the feelings he had when I first took his beautiful cock in my rima oris that day. We have been together for over a decade now and yet every time we make love it is just like the first time.

He finished his college and got a job here and though his parents have often said they want him to yield he refuses. I completed my stint in the fellowship and was able to manage the ownership of the like matt as a part of my settlement. I think the heavy gift we have given each other is the feeling of contentment and fulfilment that permeates our life story. I can look at the most beautiful boy I see today without feeling even the fragile bit of sexual desire. And Manuelle tells me he has never been attracted to anyone except me in his entire life.

Finis.

The events recounted in this story occured in the late 1980 's. It may pursuit readers to eff that Manuelle and I are still together as I write this account. { 10/2015 } Feel free to message me if you liked my account of how I found True Love .