by B. J. Scott
Fleet Week
~B.J. Scott~
Gay Erotica
Copyright 2010-12-18: B.J. Scott
ISBN: 978-1-4524-2802-4
All rights reserved
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Included in: Fleet Week
1. Openers
2. Introduction
3. Fleet Week
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Intro:
Sam and Mike love sailors, and they look forward to Fleet Week all year long. The fine specimens who call the sea their lady often find comfort in the arms of men once their ships have docked and their feet are on dry land. This year, Sam and Mike are on the prowl again as they cruise the men in white who, just as they, are not looking for a long term commitment. This is their week, the week seemingly reserved for Sam and Mike and their seafaring sex gods. This is Fleet Week.
Book Content:
It was Fleet Week, the week when the Navy ships docked and the week when the entire city was filled with sailors looking for a good time. Sam and his friend, Mike, were looking for a good time, too. They loved hooking up with the men of the armed forces, be they foreign or domestic, and they especially loved the sailors. These seafaring men who had not seen land in months were horny, hungry, and had the bodies that every man dreamed of having. And, like Sam and Mike, these swords of the sea were not looking for anything serious. This was the week that Sam and Mike looked forward to all year.
Sam and Mike had had their first lust-filled adventure with a couple of naval men when they had taken a vacation to Naples, Italy, for a couple of weeks. Hooking up with sailors had all happened unexpectedly. After visiting the tourist sites of Naples and the surrounding countryside, Sam and Mike had booked themselves a room in the Hilton in the heart of the city. They had no idea that many of Italy’s finest water dogs were staying there at the same time. Sam and Mike had noticed there being more men than women in the hotel, however, on their many trips to and from their room. For the most part, though, the two fun-loving men thought nothing of it. After spending far too much time in their room one day when the rain had decided to fall out of the clouds in buckets, Sam and Mike had become bored and decided to go out for a walk. They didn’t mind the rain nearly as much as they minded being bored. This time, however, they were determined to see the “real people” of the city of Naples, not just the tourists.
The two long-time best friends grabbed their umbrellas and locked the door to their room. When the elevator opened, Sam and Mike smiled at the gorgeous hunks who were so well dressed in their crisp white uniforms. As the two friends walked through the lobby, they definitely turned the heads of the gorgeous sailor men, just as they always turned heads wherever they went. It was Sam and Mike, however, who were the ones most curious about their admirers on this vacation. These sailor men were gorgeous, fit, and they looked good enough to eat, as their butts formed perfectly shaped half moons in their well pressed uniforms. Sam and Mike walked nonchalantly out of the Hilton, for now, anyway. They would certainly consider inviting a few of these gods of the sea up to their room a little later. There was no hurry. The day was young, and Sam and Mike knew that making their admirers wait would only make them hornier.
Sam and Mike had not walked far from the Hilton when they noticed a porn theater, and the two erotically charged men decided to see how things looked inside. “Gotta be a great pick-up place,” Mike had said. Sam nodded, and the two best buds walked inside. It was pitch black inside the theater, so the two of them had to literally feel their way to a seat. Their hands hit more than one hard bulge as they felt their way to a couple of empty cushions. Sam and Mike could tell that the place was pretty full by the noise level, though it was difficult to distinguish words from moans, and Sam had just gotten comfortable in his seat when he felt a pair of strong hands rubbing his chest and nipples from behind. A second pair of hands came quickly across from the right and began rubbing Sam’s dick through his jeans. He looked over at his friend, Mike, who he could barely see now, but what he could see was that his friend was getting the same treatment as he, and his friend was loving it. The second pair of hands undid Sam’s belt and pulled him up so that his jeans could fall to the floor. Sam’s seven inch dick sprang into action at the prospect of a warm pair of lips on it, which formed quickly over the head of his eager pole, and Sam’s dick was being sucked hard as if it were a straw.
As this was going on, another pair of lips began tongue fucking Sam from behind. Sam heard his friend moan and he looked over at Mike. Mike was completely naked now and Sam had no idea how many tongues and hands were in and on his friend. Mike was definitely loving the attention, but then, Sam was not complaining about the expert treatment that he was receiving, either. The sensation of having one pair of lips sucking his aching cock and a second pair of lips doing him from behind was sending Sam into total ecstasy.
As the tongue was working Sam’s pulsing hole, Sam felt one of the men insert a finger into his hole, fucking him slowly as he moved his finger in and out while Sam’s cock was being licked and sucked. This went on for a good fifteen minutes before Sam felt hands pulling him back down to the seat. He began to sit, but it wasn’t a chair that he felt underneath him. Sam felt the head of a cock pushing into him. Sam had always been a top, as was Mike, but Mike certainly seemed to be enjoying the life of a bottom this one time, and Sam had always had a secret desire to try being a bottom. Now was his chance.
The mushroom head of the stiff pole underneath Sam pushed through and immediately a bolt of pain shot through him, but for only a moment. The man waited a few seconds for the pain to go away, and then he pushed slowly into Sam’s ass. Sam felt the pleasure flowing through him and he soon began moving up and down on the man’s solid meat. He felt a pair of lips, the luscious pair of lips that had been sucking his dick up until now, suddenly remove themselves. Then Sam felt a hole sliding down onto his dick, a very tight hole, taking all of his hard cock deep inside of it, and Sam began riding a hard cock himself.
Sam was ecstatic. He had a dick in his ass and an ass sliding up and down on his cock at the same time. He could feel the eruption quickly building in his balls. The dick in his ass shot a load of cum deep into Sam’s ass, and at the same time Sam blew what he estimated to be a two month supply of built-up cum into the hole that was firmly clinched around his cock. A glance at Mike told Sam everything he needed to know about his friend. Mike was in heat. He was bucking and moaning like a crazy man. Sam and his mystery lover sat there for a full ten minutes as Sam felt the dick in his ass starting to grow smaller. He could feel the load in his ass dripping down onto the seat underneath him.
Sam then felt a pair of hands pick him up, all the way up to a standing position, as the wet hole slid off of his dick. He then felt both bodies move away from him, as he rested, holding onto the seats in front of him. He didn’t even care that he was nearly naked. Sam looked over at his friend again. Mike was slamming his body down onto the dick underneath him, and Sam watched as Mike climaxed. He loved to watch Mike climax. Mike screamed and cried, “oh, baby, oh, fuck, oh, baby”, in the same sequence over and over, until he had been drained of his last drop. It didn’t matter to Mike who saw or heard him. Nothing got in the way of Mike’s pleasure. Then Sam heard his friend call out, “Fuck, I’m cumming,” and Sam knew that was the end of Mike. Mike always came fast, and then he was spent for the night. The two men left Mike gasping as he held onto the chair, trying desperately to recover.
Sam and Mike never did find out who their porn theater lovers were. It was too dark to see anything. It didn’t matter, anyway. The two friends pulled their jeans up, buttoned their shirts, and walked out of the theater, which was no easy feat with their
weakened legs. They slowly walked back to the hotel in silence.
When the two travelers walked into the hotel lobby, one of the sailors asked, “May we join you two gentlemen this evening?” Such politeness really wasn’t necessary for a good cock suck or fuck, Sam and Mike had both thought. “Sure,” Sam heard his own voice say, although he knew he needed a little time to fully recover. He didn’t want to cheat his next sexy sailor man out of a good time. “Give us an hour, and then come to room 322.” “We’ll be there,” one of the men promised. Mike and Sam quickly went to their room to shower. They lay on their beds awaiting their next go around, not knowing how many sailors would arrive.
Anyway, that was then, and this is now. As Sam and Mike watched this year’s crop of sailors cruising the strip, they were both thinking about that time in Italy. “Damn, those sailors were hung, Mike.” “Sure were. Don’t know if the guys in the porn theater were sailors, though.” “Had to be, Mike. They smelled wonderful, and the guys at the hotel were as clean as a whistle, inside and out, if you know what I mean.” Mike grinned at his friend, and then quickly turned his attention back to the parade of man candy as it passed by the two of them on the busy street.
It was unusually warm today, unseasonably warm, and Mike and Sam decided to see what was happening in the park. That was where it seemed that most of the men in uniform were headed. There was a slight breeze, and the air was filled with cologne and just the right amount of lust, or so it seemed to Sam and Mike. The two best friends had not gotten very far in the park when a couple of sailors approached them. “My friend and I were wondering if you could give us directions,” one of the handsome sailors said to Sam. “Sure,” he answered. The man handed Sam a piece of paper that had only a heart drawn on it. Sam looked at him. The man smiled. Then the man’s friend took Mike by the hand, and the other sailor man grabbed Sam’s hand. Sam and Mike were quickly led to a secluded area and were once again in the arms of the men in white, those gorgeous hunks of the Navy. The two delicious naval men began to kiss Sam and Mike, and Sam and Mike melted. These arms were strong, yet gentle, their kisses filled with passion and lust. Sam moved his right hand to the back of his lover’s head and began running his fingers along the man’s short hair.
The kissing quickly led to a gentle rise in the four men’s pants. The seafaring men turned and twisted as they tried desperately to relieve the tightness. The four of them were so close to each other now that this could have easily become a foursome, but maybe some other time. Sam and Mike were having trouble concentrating as it was. Sam’s sea god stopped kissing him and the sexy man and Sam gave each other a smile. Every time they kissed, their bodies were filled with ever increasing lust and passion. “Mmm, give me more,” the sailor said softly to Sam. Sam continued, as he kissed his beautiful sailor with greater affection. They moaned into each other’s mouths. They rubbed their bodies against each other. Oh, yes, this was what Sam needed. The sailor’s hands never stopped stroking Sam’s face, even as one of those hands moved down to Sam’s chest. The seductive sailor untucked Sam’s shirt and the soft breeze met the warmth of the sailor’s hands as they moved along Sam’s chest. They both wanted more, much more, but they knew they had to be careful until they could be someplace inside, someplace far removed from the watchful eyes of some of their fellow members of the armed forces. Many of these sex starved sailors’ seagoing buddies were doing much the same things as they, but nothing was ever confessed and if asked, what happened during Fleet Week was either vehemently denied or greatly embellished amongst the members of the armed forces.
Sam’s hands moved down to the sailor’s pants, grabbing his butt with one hand while the other hand stroked the very full bulge in the sexy sailor’s pants. The men’s breaths began to grow heavier. Mike and his lover began moaning, too, as if the four of them were in a contest to outdo each other. The foursome had nearly reached the point of no return.
Not realizing the length of their stay in the park, it began to grow dark, and the four men left the park in search of a more intimate setting. They booked a hotel room, the sailors’ treat, and the lusty lot, the four men looking for a good hard fuck, stepped into the elevator on their way to one of the penthouse suites. Their pants were tight as they crowded into the elevator, desperately trying not to strip each other naked in the presence of the onlookers. The two couples had almost forgotten that they were not alone. The minute the door to the hotel suite clicked, the two couples began to ravish their partners. They pulled off their boxers, their hard cocks flying up into the air without warning. Sam grabbed his sailor’s cock and his seafaring lover grabbed Sam’s. As their grips became tighter and their thrusts grew faster, the four lovers’ moans and gasps filled the suite.
Sam’s lover flipped his body around so that his dick was in Sam’s face and Sam’s dick was now in the face of his sea god. They hungrily shoved each other's hard poles into their mouths, anticipating the treat that would come at the end. Sam’s tongue moved expertly around the sailor’s oversized cock. Taking this super sized man meat into his mouth was a challenge for Sam, but Sam had never shied from a challenge. Once this captain of the sea was well on his way to an orgasmic peak, Sam pulled the overgrown cock from his mouth. The sailor gasped as his aching manhood was left wet and hard, but Sam’s mouth had found something that it wanted just as much, if not more. Sam dove for the sexy man’s ass. The sailor’s hole was so warm and tasted so good that Sam just wanted more and more of it. Thoughts of his previous sailor in Italy flooded Sam’s mind and he ate hungrily. “Don’t stop,” the sailor begged again and again, but Sam had no intention of stopping. “Man, that is the best feeling in the world,” he said to Sam. Sam worked harder knowing that this was one circumnavigator who had obviously not had his ass worked quite like this before. Sam had his mouth full, so he couldn’t tell the sexy sailor that he wasn’t going to stop, but the man got his reassurance when Sam just kept on going, kept on going deeper and deeper, that is. Sam knew that he was bringing his seafaring fortress nearly to the point of blowing his load, but it wasn’t quite time for that yet.
Sam wanted to feel that oversized sword of this sex god filling him. He had never seen such an enormous cock and Sam was determined to have it. Sam told the sailor to hold on. “Turn back around and let me roll over,” Sam ordered. Sam pulled his own pants down the rest of the way so that his ass was in the air. “Stick it in me,” Sam demanded. “I have to feel that gargantuan slab of meat inside of me.” The sailor man took orders very well, and he shoved his thick pole into Sam. Sam was tight and raw inside without any lube, but Sam had been awakened to the sensations that came with being a bottom that one time in Italy and he wanted to feel that fullness again. Sam had really liked it that night, and he wanted it badly once again. With his super sized cock, this was one sailor who could really satisfy Sam’s fantasy of being a bottom. The sailor stopped for a minute so that Sam could get relaxed from the fullness of his thick meat. The sailor could tell that it was hurting Sam just a little. “You okay?” he asked. “Fuck yeah. Do it to me, sailor boy.”
The sensuous sailor began to move his hips up and down while Sam felt the thick hard cock deep inside him as it pushed against his walls. Sam thought he was going to split into two separate pieces, but very soon it began to feel good. “Ohhh,” the sailor let out. Louder and louder he moaned, just as the moans from Mike and his sailor lover became louder and louder. Sam's lover made him feel good, all tingly inside, and was giving him that full feeling that he remembered and that he now craved. Sam grabbed his own cock to jack off, because he knew that he was about to cum. “Man, I’m cumming.” Sam could tell that the sailor was ready to shoot, too, and he wanted them to cum at the same time. Sam couldn’t wait for the sailor to explode, to fill his insides with his hot cream, once again remembering that one night in Italy. Sam had been waiting for a second time with a sexy sailor for a long time now, nearly a year. The two men were both dripping with sweat as they grunted and moaned continually now.
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Sam screamed out, “I can’t hold on much longer. I can’t stop. Damn.” The sailor man unleashed and filled Sam’s insides with his hot cream. He began to fuck Sam faster and faster. It felt so much better now, Sam’s cum acting as lube, and Sam pushed against his sexy sailor until his own cum shot out. The sailor began to slow down, and sadly, Sam knew that it was over at least for now. The sexy sailor let his dick slip out. It was still hard, or so it seemed to Sam, given its size. Sam turned around so that the sailor man could lie on top of him and so that Sam could see his sexy sailor’s face. The two of them lay there, saying nothing. Mike and his lover had long since moved to the bedroom. Sam’s sailor scooped him up and they moved to the other bed in the same room as Mike and his lover.
Once inside the bedroom, Sam’s sexy sailor very lovingly asked, “Are you okay?” “Hell, yeah,” Sam said. He was a little surprised at the tenderness his sexy sea god had shown. But damn, that was one of the best fucks that Sam had ever had. He looked over at his friend, Mike, who was sleeping soundly in the arms of one of the country’s finest.
Sam was not tired yet. He was not ready nor was he willing to see this night come to an end just yet. He was naked from the waist down, but the sailor began to quickly unbutton Sam’s shirt. A little shocked at the man’s stamina, Sam said, “Wha-what are you doing?” Taking charge of his newly found bottom, the sailor put his mouth over Sam’s ear. “I'm doing exactly what you want me to do.” He got that right. Sam was beginning to like being dominated. The sailor kissed him again, slower this time, but their tongues soon began fighting for domination of each other’s mouth.
The sailor’s lips moved to Sam’s chest as he kissed his way downward. He began sucking on Sam’s nipples, making Sam shudder with pleasure. After Sam’s nipples were rock hard, the sailor bit them, nibbling them just the way that Sam liked. Sam thrust his chest forward, forcing the sailor to take more of his nipples. The sailor bit harder and harder on Sam’s hard nipples. Sam knew that his nipples would be sore, but he didn’t care. He loved it. Only after Sam began to pull back did the sailor cease his sucking. He kissed Sam again, and then he began kissing Sam’s naked body, moving downward until finally he found what he wanted. Sam was hard again. His dick was soon being held between the lips of his sexy seafarer. Sam moaned with ecstasy as his lover licked up and down the entirety of his shaft. He was doing it expertly. This sailor was no beginner.
