Gay Erotic Stories

The summer I became 18 was the summer my life started. My father is a fisherman and he used to work on a boat with eight other men. At that time he had become the captain and could take whomever he wanted to work with him. Since it was summer his crew-members were taking time off two at a time so he had to get two guys to step in. As I had the whole summer off, he asked if I was interested in working on the boat. As fishermen get much higher salaries than I was used to I jumped at it. A week later I went for my first tour. The first thing I realized when I got on board was that Ali, an old neighbor of ours, a guy my age had also been hired. I shouldn't have been surprised as he was the son of the cook but I was as I'd never thought about who the other guy'd be. At the same time my cock jumped for joy as he had been the first guy I'd ever fooled around with when we were teenagers. I looked him in the eyes and saw that he was thinking the same. We went down to the cabins to find us a place to sleep. There were two cabins, one for five men and the other for three plus a tv-set and a VCR. The bigger cabin was full so we had to share the smaller room. My father and his 2nd hand had their own cabins up next to the bridge. We took off late in the afternoon so the only thing for the crew to do was to sit around watching videos. Some porn was put in the VCR and one by one the guys went to bet, probably to jerk off. The flick was still running when there were only my and Ali left in the cabin. We hadn't seen each other in almost a year and we started talking about what we'd been up to the last couple of years. I found out that he'd recently found himself a girlfriend and that they were looking for a flat in the city for the next winter. I myself had a few girlfriends but wasn't really into that. I was still craving for Ali. Little by little the talk went to the subject of sex and we started reminiscing about the time when we'd been "mates.” I asked if he wanted to get to know me again and he said nothing but stood up and moved to my bed. He took out his 7" uncut hard cock and put it in my hungry mouth. "Does that answer your question?" He asked as I went down on him. I sucked him for a long time. The smell and taste of him was so great that I could have kept on doing that hadn't he moved and turned around. It was obvious that his hole needed some cleaning as well. I didn't think twice but stuck out my tongue and started licking his delicious hole. It was obvious that he'd kept on experimenting during those last years. When his hole was completely clean, he turned around again and put his cock in my mouth. I was sure it was bigger now than before. He also bent down and started licking my hard meat. I was totally in heaven and all of a sudden I felt a certain pressure on my hole. He had put one finger on it and was trying to force it open. As I had never been fucked it was very tight and he had to spit on his finger several times until he could stretch it open. Every few minutes he added a finger and I could feel how my muscles relaxed. I was getting so horny and my moans must have been heard in the other cabin where Ali’s father was sleeping with the rest of the men. "Are you ready for it?" Ali asked and I could only moan and he took his cock out of my mouth and took up my legs and directed me so that my hips were on the edge of the bed. The bed was really narrow so under normal circumstances it wouldn't have been very comfortable but at the moment I really didn't think. The only thing I wanted was his cock up my ass and I was just about to get it. My first cock inside my warm hole felt wonderful. He went slowly at first but as I got into the rhythm he started going faster and he was really banging into me furiously. We were at it for a few minutes until all of a sudden I felt his cock burst inside me and his hot juice filled me up. That was enough for me and I let go and my cum flew up and landed on both our stomaches. "I always knew you would be a great lay!" Ali was the first to recover. He moved to his bunk and jumped into it. "Ohhh," was the only thing I could say. We decided that the next weeks we would really use the opportunities to get to know each other and the ship. It took two days to get to the spot where the fish was supposed to be so the next days we kept on watching videos and resting for the work. Well, resting might not be the right word for me and Ali. We couldn't spend the entire time only the two of us and the first night his father asked me to help him in the kitchen. At 5:30 p.m. I stepped in the kitchen for the first time and he handed me a bunch of vegetables that needed cutting. Dinner wasn't until eight so I was wondering why we needed so much time. I was about to find out. When I had finished cutting, he put the vegetable into a huge pot and started boiling it for soup. Then he took some meat and but there as well. I was washing my hands when I felt a hand stroking my behind. "It's time for us to meat, Bob. Ali has always talked so much about you," Ali's 35-year-old father said. My body remembered the sex from the night before and instantly my cock got hard and my ass pushed against his active hand. He put his other hand one my flat stomach and moved the first hand so that he was holding me. I felt his cock getting hard through his pants. He moved his hand to my head and turned it so that he could start kissing me. I was like rubber in his hands. Somehow he managed to turn me around, push me down and free his meat. It was a bit longer than his son's and it felt wonderful as it slipped between my lips and into my mouth. I sucked on him for some time and all of a sudden we heard that the soup was boiling. He raised me up, turned me around and told me to stir. I did as he told me, as I felt him removing my pants and underwear. He started probing my butt and as it was so tight he had some trouble getting his fingers through. He stopped for a while and all of a sudden I felt something cold enter me. He had actually gone to the refrigerator and got some margarine and was using it to ease his way in. When it was ready, he stood up and pushed his pistol-like dick in. His way of fucking was similar to his son's. He started slowly but increased his speed and strength all throughout the session. We could hear the men gather in the eating room but still we kept on fucking. "Food is just about to get ready!" he somehow managed to shout through the thin wall but he didn't slow down until he let out a shout. I came a little later and some of my stuff flew up and landed in the soup. I just stirred as he took up my pants and washed his hands, there was still some margarine on his wedding ring, before he brought out the soup. "So, how was dad?" Ali asked when we finally were alone in our cabin that night. "Fine," I said. "Better that me?" he asked as he snuck up in my bed and started pushing his already hard meat at my hole. "Well, not better but not worse, but I'm glad you're still wanting me. So what did you do while I was in the kitchen, helping your father. Helping my father may be?" I smiled at him. "No, not today, but I might tomorrow. You must keep an eye on me. Actually I was in the engine room for some time but only got as far as pushing my body against Charlie while listening and watching with "interest" as he explained the engine. Dad says he's hung big but unsure of himself. To his knowledge he's never done anything on board. Do you want a competition who'll get him first?" "Yeh, I'm game. But of course now you're a step ahead as you've been there with him, I must go tomorrow, ok?" "Ok, but what if dad wants your help again?" "I just start in the morning!" With that I sat up and pushed my hole onto Ali's pole. That shut him up and we kept on fucking until we were exhausted and had to get some sleep. How that competition will end you can read in my next posting! Hope to hear from you at ungurgraddi@hotmail.com with comments and more.