“Oh yeah! Oh Jesus! Fuck, yeah!” Tony gripped the edge of Lucas’s bunk tightly, his ass resting on the edge of his, as Lucas’s head bobbed up and down in his lap. With one final, “Jesus!” Tony came hard and fell back on the bed. “Fuckin’ Hell Luc!” Tony blinked at the bottom of Lucas’s mattress, trying to clear the dots from in front of his eyes. "Did God give you a Hoover attachment instead of a mouth or what?" Lucas sat down beside Tony and snickered. Bending over he bit lightly on one of Tony’s nipples and swung a leg over, straddling him. Lucas stroked his cock firmly with both hands and sighed in contentment as Tony brought his hands up to join them. It wasn’t long before Lucas was whimpering and crying out as his seed spilled over Tony’s chest. Tony nudged the now very relaxed Lucas over onto his side and reached for some Kleenex. A quick clean up and he moved back up the bunk to curl around Lucas’s drowsy form. “Hey Luc,” he whispered, “Is that a natural talent or did someone teach you to suck cock that good?” “I’m a genius, what do you expect?” Lucas muttered and wriggled until Tony’s soft cock was nestled between his ass cheeks. “I think you’re afraid if I find out who taught you to do that I’d go straight to the source.” “Ha! You already tried the source and he said no.” Lucas sounded slightly smug. “Huh?” Tony was confused: the only other crewman that he’d hit on was…”Miguel? No way. I know for a fact that Miguel does not fuck guys.” “He doesn’t fuck guys but he has, on occasion, been known to blow them.” “Shit. Since when? C’mon Luc, you know I’ve been tryin’ to get him in the sack since I came on board. What do you have that I don’t?” “Do you want the whole list or just the highlights?” Tony’s hand snaked around and gripped Lucas’s cock, “Spill pretty-boy. What did you do that got the Cuban hottie on his knees?” “Haven’t you had enough of my kiss-and-tell stories?” “Nope.” Tony squeezed Lucas’s cock and slid a hand down to cup the furry balls nestled underneath. “I’ll make it worth your time.” “Mmmm, how badly do you want to know?” Lucas pressed his ass more firmly against Tony’s cock. “How about one of those long slow fucks where every stroke hits the spot and you cum two or three times before I’m finished?” “Damn, it’s humbling to know that even I have my price,” Lucas said. “What do you want to know?” “Everything.” “Everything? Poker.” “Poker? Strip poker?” “No, the usual kind. That’s how it started. We’d been playing poker one night with Ben and Tim. It wasn’t that long after Tim and I slept together and he was still trying to adjust.” “So this was before you and Kreig, right?” “Oh, yeah. About three or four months before. Anyway Tim was still a little nervous around me so he was even worse at cards than usual. We cleaned him out by 2200 and he and Ben went off to work on some stuff for the early shift the next day. Miguel and I were laughing about how bad Tim was at cards and I said it was amazing how bad he was considering how smart he was; and Mig said it was amazing how infrequently Tim got laid considering how great his ass was.” “Whooo! Miguel said that?” “Yes. Then I said ‘Particularly when you get his pants off’.” “Oops.” Tony giggled. “Yeah, oops. I’d sworn to Tim that I wouldn’t breathe a word about what happened and there I was blabbing less than a month later. Luckily Mig wasn’t too fazed. I said he had to keep it a secret and he said he’d keep his mouth shut if I blew him.” Tony tensed up and almost yelled, “He blackmailed you?” “Hell no! I told him to fuck off. Ease up will you? And would you please not yell in my ear? Tony released his death-grip on Lucas’s cock. “Sorry. So then what? Did you kick his ass?” “No, Mig laughed and said he was joking: that he’d much rather suck my cock than let an amateur near his. I was kind of pissed at the ‘amateur’ part but I wasn’t going to call him on it since he’d just offered to blow me.” “So he blew you.” Tony rubbed his firming length along the crack of Lucas’s ass. “Oh yeah, he did this lower lip and tongue thing that made me scream so loud half the deck came running. We had to do some pretty fast talking. Fortunately all I had to do was zip up and say Mig and I had been watching a baseball game and my team had got a home run.” “Ya do have that tendency to get a little vocal at times Luc.” Tony’s cock was hard against Lucas’s ass, “I guess you weren’t into the gag thing yet?” “No, it was Jon Ford that got me into the whole bondage/discipline scene.” Tony laid his head on Lucas’s shoulder and groaned into the skin there. “Ford…was there spanking? I gotta know.” Tony’s cock let loose a large drop of precum and Lucas wriggled up so it spread over his asshole. “I thought you wanted to know about Miguel?” “I do, I do. It’s just Ford, Jesus: all that starch and by the book…fuck.” “Yeah, it’s a heady experience alright. I’ll tell you about it later. Right now though I thought you were going to fuck me for an hour or two?” “You ain’t parted with nearly enough information for a fuckin’ in that class kid. I wanna know exactly what you and Miguel did and how often.” “Well for the first week he’d come to my cabin and blow me when he’d finished his shift. Then one day after I’d tried to return the favour he decided I needed cock-sucking lessons and after that we’d take turns. One day we’d been pretty stressed and we kept switching over again and again until we were so fucked out I swear I was dehydrated.” “Oh yeah?” Tony worked one hand between their bodies and slid a spit-coated finger into Lucas’s asshole. “Yeah. Oh that’s good but I need more.” Lucas’s breath caught. “Every day we’d be doing it: sucking, licking, all that good shit. He made me chew bubble gum to build up my jaw muscles. It drove the Captain mad finding all that gum under the consoles all the time. You know, there’s a trick to wrapping your lips over your teeth so they don’t make contact. Remind me to show you that one.” “You got a problem with my technique?” Tony paused, one finger lightly tracing the edge of Lucas’s asshole. “Fuck! No, I just thought you’d like to know. Shit, you’re teasing me. Stop it.” Lucas twisted his head around and licked up the side of Tony’s face. Tony slid a second finger in and started finger-fucking Lucas. “Oh yes! Uh, Mig taught me about sucking the head and breathing between the…oh God…strokes and how to deep throoooohh…fuck!” Lucas jerked and seemed to vibrate with lust as Tony started rubbing up against Lucas’s prostate. “Yes, fuck, Tony do me now…please.” “So what does Miguel like best Luc?” Tony asked, withdrawing his fingers. “DeepthroatlotsoftongueontheupstrokeFUCK ME!” Lucas babbled and pushed backwards, trying to re-impale himself on Tony’s fingers. Tony grabbed a handful of hand cream from the open jar on the nightstand and quickly slathered it on his cock. Gripping Lucas’s wildly bucking hips he lined up and slid the head of his cock in. “Easy baby, long slow fuck remember?” “Next time, now I want it hard.” Lucas hissed as he drove his hips back at just the right angle to drive Tony’s cock in deeper. “Good, all good. More.” Tony reached around and caressed Lucas’s weeping cock. “Whatever you want.” And proceeded to fuck Lucas hard and fast, but not before jamming another pair of boxers into the kid’s mouth.
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