Florida Pleasure Vacation Part: 1 - Sex Stories

Florida Pleasure Vacation Part: 1

... a lot shorter than I, being about five foot 9 and weighing in at one hundred and sixty. Like me Matt is extremely athletic and has the body to show for it. His hair is shoulder length and red as an evening sunset. His eyes are the deepest blue and there is no doubt about his heritage when he speaks with his Irish accent, he acquired from his Ma and Da.

Now James is a little different. He is more of the college partier than the athletic type. He stands just about six feet tall and weighs in at close to two hundred pounds. He is not particularly muscular but carries his weight well beneath his black Italian hair and almost black, piercing eyes.

We arrived in Florida and went to claim our home for the week. I was expecting a modest size pleasure boat, but my mouth dropped open when we were led to a luxury yacht, which was easily twice as big as I expected. Antonio had made the charter and I turned to him and asked, “How much was this? I don’t think we can afford it.”

Antonio laughed and said, “Hey don’t worry about it. The harbor master owed my Pops a favor and so he said we could use the yacht as long as we wanted free of charge.” At that point I began to wonder where Antonio’s family got their money, but quickly changed my way of thinking and figured it was better if I didn’t know.

With all the supplies loaded on board we set out to sea for one great week. It didn’t take long before we had left civilization behind and were the only ones in sight along the Florida ...

... Keys, coastline. Antonio, who we had dubbed the ship’s captain shut down the engines and dropped anchor. The water was crystal blue, and you could see the bottom. It was covered with coral and all manner of life.

Antonio left the helm and trotted out onto the back deck. He made sure the swimming platform across the back of the yacht was lowered and shouted to us on the front deck, “I think it’s time for a swim before night fall.” By the time Matt and I had walked from the front deck to the back, Antonio had taken off all his clothes and was standing naked by the side railing of the boat. “Who's going to join me?” he said.

Antonio was standing with one leg up on the railing, his other on the deck. The result was having his legs spread apart and his manhood swinging in the middle. I could instantly see why Antonio was so successful with the ladies. Even flaccid his dick hung down a good six inches. It was thick and cut, his gland shaped like a perfect arrow. All of this was wrapped in a thick bush of jet-black hair, which went from his bulging ball sack supporting two enormous testicles, around his thick hanging shaft and up his stomach spreading out to cover his entire chest.

I hadn’t ever had a gay thought in my life but looking at Antonio, my own penis began to stir. “Uh, not going to throw on any swimming trunks?” I jokingly asked. Antonio responded by laughing and said, “Ha don’t you know when you swim in the nude the friction helps make your cock grow! Besides ...