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Where do I start? I worked for a cruise line for six years, and let’s just say I’ve been around the world. I have so many stories I can tell here, but maybe we should just start with Aruba.
I had a few hits in Aruba from guys looking to hook up but one of them really stood out. He had no pic posted to his profile! Yes, I know–MAJOR RED FLAG!!! Probably an old fart, but man the way it sounded… “Discreet Str8/Bi man with GF, 30 years old 6’2 200 8.5 uncut”. So I sent an email, and told him I’d like to meet when I got to Aruba that following week. I expressed that all I’m looking for is to service him, and that I also needed to be discreet with my job.
I sent a message saying I could meet somewhere around the port at 2pm on the Tuesday I arrived. He sent one back saying to meet in front of the Burger King across the street from the gate, and he would pick me up in his yellow car. LOL!! Do you know how many yellow cars they have in Aruba? I was this close to thinking it could be a taxi cab! So I said that I would meet him at 2:00pm, wearing a blue t-shirt on with a red beach bag.
Tuesday when we arrived, I was feeling a bit funny about the whole situation, but I was at the Burger King at two on the dot. There are yellow cars driving up and down the street, but one stops right in front of me with tinted windows. The window rolls down and I hear my name.
When I look in the car, I think “OMG, this is a set up.” Or he’s really not looking for a clingy guy, and just needs to get some head. Do I get in or do I walk away? What do you think? I get in! He is dressed to kill, with a bit of hair coming over his shirt. We shake hands, and he asks how my trip has been as we drive down the cost.
We make a right turn onto a street with a few homes, and he stops in front of his place. Not so much to look at from the outside, but when we get inside it was a home right out of a magazine. He offered me a drink.
We chatted about my job and where I’ve been. Then I could see his pants getting a little tight, so I asked if he was ready for his blowjob. He stood up, took off his shirt and pants, stood in front of me and said, “So you said you like to have your face fucked, right?” Yes I do! His hands took my head right to his cock with an open mouth ready to service him just as he asked. He looked as if he worked out every day–strong arms and legs, hands the size of baseball gloves.
From his first move, I could tell he was in charge. “Oh Fuck man, you do know how to suck a cock!” Eight and a half uncut inches, shaved just up to his pant-line where the hair goes up to his neck. He was really getting into fucking my face, when he stopped and asked if I could deepthroat his cock. I looked up as to say “yes”…
He took his cock out and moved me around in the chair, so that my legs hung on one side and my head was off the other. He smacked my face with his cock, started in slow. Then as he went in deep, he put his head back and started fucking my face. “Fuck! Shit, man! No one can do that! You do have a talent, man. I hope you’re hungry for a big load.” He began to fuck my face faster.
You know how a good top knows how to fuck an ass? Well, he was doing that to my mouth. He was beginning to throb, and I could tell he was getting close. When I asked for a breath, he pulled out and pushed me onto the floor, as he lay over me with his cock waiting to push into my wet hungry mouth. Then he started to do push-ups over my face…
Shit! Now, I think to myself, this guy’s is in total control of me, and I have no way to stop him. Or do I ? As he starts to go faster, he begins to pump and roll. All at once, he pushes in for the last time and lets out a scream. And then his man juices started to flow and flow and flow. I love to swallow, but fuck! This was a glass of jizz. Bless him.
He stood up and gave me his hand and asked if I was okay. As I was still swallowing, I smiled and said a low yes. He put his clothing back on and gave me another drink in a to-go cup. Hmm, what does this mean? We got into the car, and he drove me back to the Burger King. Just before I got out he asks, “So same time next week?” I explained that I’d only be there every two weeks, if that’d be cool. He smiled and said see you in two.
Damn, every two weeks, I saw Aruba from under his cock and balls until the very end of my contract. What a great three months I had! Oh, and then there was this time in Alaska…