“Out of The Mist”
Chapter 106 of ? …
Brad:
This was my first time aboard a Coast Guard Cutter. I was surprised how big the “Michael Faulk” was. I was wearing my F.B.I. jacket for this round, over my armored vest, and had been granted permission to observe from the bridge.
The sea state was calm. The chopper had no problems lifting off the fan tail, with it's blinking nav lights fading off into the night. There wasn't much moon light coming through the light cloud cover. It was actually easier to see after the helipad lights were shut off. The bridge was bathed in red light. We were looking at the display screens more than through the slanted glass surrounding us.
We were holding position just over the horizon from our target, engines thrumming, in anticipation of the “full speed ahead” order. I could almost taste the tension permeating the air, that no one seemed to be breathing, all riveted to their stations.
“We've got her in our spot.”, crackled over the speakers from the chopper pilot. “Looks like she's running full out.”
“Kick it, Jack.”, the captain calmly uttered.
The helmsman answered, “Aye!”, a second before spray began shooting off our bow, and we all grabbed for a hand hold on the nearest thing to us.
“Heave to, and stand by to be boarded!”, came over the general hailing channel, from the copter. Followed by, “I think she's running to port!”, on our own comm frequency.
“Right into our arms.”, the captain grinned. “If you want to be in the boarding party, time for you to go below.”, he said to me.
I didn't need anymore encouragement. Thankfully we were running steady, as I made my way down the gangways to the main deck, and towards the launch's davit.
The night was suddenly pierced by the cutter's spotlights. I could make out the white foam from a bow wave headed right for us, and the superstructure of a ship, bathed in blinding light from the hovering Sea King.
I nearly stopped in my tracks when the bow gun went off!
“Dog Star” jerked to starboard. Our bow gun shot again. The tramp steamer settled down to a stop. We maneuvered to an along side position, a few hundred yards off.
Someone grabbed my arm, to help me aboard the launch, which was soon being lowered.
Ollie:
I was sure he was not aware of what he was doing.
The four of us were on the couch riveted to what was happening on the big screen before us.
Dave was on my left, with his arm over my shoulders. Frank was on the far right end, with his arm over Ryan. Our bare feet were propped up on the coffee table in front of us, Dave's touching mine, Frank's touching Ry's, and Ry's left foot absentmindedly caressing my right.
Ry's left hand had also landed on my right thigh, then gradually moved to cupping my crotch. I was looking at him, as he was staring at the screen. He was oblivious to what he was doing to me.
At first he was just petting “Hoss” through the cotton of my tighty whities. Then his palm began grasping, gently jacking me. “Hoss” was rousing from limp to attention. Ry was still focused on the screen.
I nudged Dave to get his attention, raised my eyebrows, then glanced down at Ry's hand on my dick, urging Dave to follow my gaze.
Dave smiled, gripped my shoulder firmer, and leaned forward to look at Frank, eyebrows raised.
Frank must have felt he was being looked at. He pivoted his head away from the screen, to look at Dave, furrowed his brow, glanced at me, then down at Ry's hand rubbing “Hoss”.
Ry's gaze was still focused forward, enthralled with what was transpiring before him.
Frank smiled back at Dave, then me. Dave gave me a big grin. I figured, “What the heck!”, and flashed both of them full dimples, signifying, “Watch this!”
I hunched my butt forward a bit, slightly raising my hips. “Hoss” was now at “full tent”, with Ry lightly stroking “Him”, Ry's full attention was before him, intently watching the monitor.
Frank cleared his throat. That got Ry's notice, and he turned his head to look at Frank's bemused expression.
“What?”, Ry murmured.
Frank just looked down at Ry's hand wrapped around “Hoss”. Ry followed Frank's gaze.
“Oh, shit! Oh, geeze!”, Ry exclaimed, as he bolted upright, releasing his grip on me. “I'm so sorry, Ollie! I had no idea!”
“It's O.K., Bro!”, I assured him. “I wasn't minding at all! In fact, “Hoss” kind of liked that!”
“That's pretty obvious, given “He's” boned, and there's a wet spot at his tip!”, Dave laughed!
“Nice show, Ollie!”, Frank chuckled.
Ryan was turning ten shades of red!
“It's O.K., “Ry Bud”! Don't stop! “Hoss” is really liking that!”, I assured him.
“You don't mind?”, Ry asked, his hand now hovering over “Hoss”.
“Let's just say I'd be very unhappy if you stopped what you've started!”, I flashed dimples at him.
“Really?”, he mused.
“How's this for an answer?”, I asked, raising my hips further, peeling off my undies, and letting “Hoss” smack up against my belly, to his full potential. “Play all you want, Bro!”
Ry was stunned! He was looking at me with an apprehensive expression. Then lowered his hand to softly grasp my shaft, and resumed to lightly jacking me again.
He seemed to be amused with my foreskin, pulling up so it covered my dick head, then pushing it back. Pearly stands of precum were leaking out of my piss slit, and Ry was lowering his head closer, his pink tongue hanging out of his perfect lips, dripping saliva over his hand and my dick.
He glanced up at Dave, as though asking permission.
Dave just nodded, and smiled.
The next thing I knew Ry's nose was buried in my pubes with “Hoss” rammed down his throat.
Damn! That boy knew how to suck dick!
“Kneel like I taught you while you're doing that!”, Frank suddenly commanded.
Ryan immediately slid off the couch, still holding, and slurping on “Hoss”, going to his knees, with his butt in the air.
Frank grabbed the waistband of Ry's undies, pulling them down to his knees, then off Ry's calves, as Ry complied, raising each leg in turn. Frank slapped Ry's bare buns.
“Umph!”, Ry gasped, his mouth still full of “Hoss”.
“Keep sucking that dick, Boy!”, Frank ordered, as he stood, whipped off his briefs, and let his Big Black Cock bounce straight up into the air.
Now it was my turn to be amazed! Frank was one big handsome black dude, none of whom I'd had any experience with before. I was surprised by the log he was swinging! My God he was gorgeous naked! I almost forgot that Ryan was blowing me!
I looked over at a beaming Dave.
“Well, if this is where we're going”, Dave grinned, “I may as well join you!”
My muscled stud stood up, dropped his drawers, and let my favorite dick spring up, for all to see.
I couldn't help but grab his delicious dick, and guide it to my face.
I loved blowing “My” Dave. And, I also adored sucking on his balls, and letting my tongue drift into his taint, moving toward his ass. He accommodated my warped desires, stepping over me and Ryan, so I could get a better shot at his asshole.
Frank had picked up Ryan by his waist so Ry's left leg was now on the couch, and his right knee still on the floor, opening Ry's hole.
Frank spit into his palm, and lubed up his impressive pole. I knew where that was going, and so did Ryan, who was now wriggling his butt in anticipation, squeezing my shaft, and sucking “Hoss” like a Hoover.
I had my tongue buried up Dave's rectum, Frank had leaned forward to blow Dave, while fucking Ryan, who was hungrily blowing me.
I have no idea who nutted first. I had my face planted in Dave's hole as I blasted into Ry's throat! I could feel Dave's ass spasm as he unloaded into Frank's face. Ryan muttered, “Oomph!”, as Frank filled his “Boy” with HOT Seed, and Ryan spewed all over the couch, my leg, and the floor.
Good thing the couch was leather.
“Oh, Fuck!”, I gasped.
“You think?”, Dave chuckled.
“That was sweet!”, Frank grinned, as his enormous cock slid out of Ryan's stretched hole.
“Mmph!”, Ry mumbled, his lips still locked around “Hoss”, trying to drain every last drop.
“Whoa, Dude! Time to give me a break?”, I implored Ry.
He backed his face off, still holding “Hoss” in his hand, and glanced up at me with those sapphire eyes of his. “You just made one of my wildest dreams come true.”, he smiled.
“And, what about me?”, Frank demanded.
“I can never get enough of you up my butt.”, Ryan assured him. “However, I never thought I'd ever get the chance to blow Ollie.”
“Yeah! And, I hope I might have a chance at that, too!”, Frank smirked.
“Hey!”, Dave exerted, “After this, who knows?”
We all laughed about that.
Thank goodness the guys have the Jacuzzi.