For some time now, especially because our good friend CL is no longer with us, I have depended on a couple of websites to find friendly faces to partner up with on a NSA basis. Truthfully it is a lot of work, when CL was still with us it was easier, meet up at this bar, I will be the guy at the bar with a green shirt and he will be the guy at the bar with a red shirt and if it looks interesting you talk, you follow the other to Motel 6 and you get on with your routine. On these other websites it takes quite a bit longer.

But that said, I was cruising through the site and I was in Florida and decided to see what was in the zip code and came across Octavio. Octavio said he was 66 and he liked to fish and get offshore and his type of guy was a guy who liked to fish and go offshore, same age or a bit younger, etc. etc. He more or less described me, I like to fish and being from the Gulf Coast I like to go offshore.

We hooked up, we had a couple of beers, he is tanned way beyond just being Cuban, he has real estate and a big boat, and he likes to go offshore where he can't be bothered. Bring a couple of young men to handle the boat and the service and hang out for several hours, do some fishing, and get naked. He is tanned from head to foot. Just looking at him and talking to him I had a hard on. The idea of having a couple of young men along at first felt like it wasn't necessary but in the end he was right. We got our stuff together and headed for the boat and out to sea.

We got out about fifteen miles and he dropped his trunks and he had what it takes to make most men happy. I am not a spec****st but he is thick and hung. I dropped my trunks, ashamed to say I am not tanned from head to toe, and I am certainly not hung like him. He called the 'boys', a couple of young Cuban boys who work in a club he knows and he had them drop their drawers and let us have an appetizer of young Cuban dick. Oh it was so good, something about the firmness of a young dick, so hard to find. Why go fishing?

Like my host they were tanned from head to toe, offshore wasn't a new gig for them. They got about their business preparing the rods and reels and serving up a couple of cold beers and snacks, the younger one is an experienced mariner and we set off to get some naked fishing going. I will break here, let me tell you that on a boat like this everything is first class and the master of the vessel standing there with a first rate rod and reel and right under him the most magnificent specimen I had seen to date. So grand in plain sight and just about an arm's length away. I got hungry.

The 'boys' stayed busy and in between one errand and the next if you wanted to suck a little Cuban dick well then go ahead, it was there for our pleasure. I did my fair of Cuban dick that morning as the sun got high. We were successful as far as fishing goes, the Master of the vessel got hot and heavy with one of the 'boys' and soon had him sprawled and speared through and through. Not me, the cabin 'boy', but not me. They went down to shower and came back smelling like sweet rose shampoo. I had to content myself with the other 'boy's Cuban dick, which is fine, but really? 'Boy' dick? When 'Man' dick was on board. I came out there for 'Man' dick, 'boy' dick as an appetizer but the main dish? I will be honest about that time I was disappointed, I needed some attention for myself.

We had a bite to eat, all good stuff and properly served by swinging dick waiters and yes you can lean over between courses and get a little of Cuban 'boy' dick, but the heavy meat was there it might as well have been a hundred miles away. The 'boys' cleaned up and we sat out on the rear deck talking about this and that and my host said he was going in out of the sun for a while and why didn't I join him. He laid back on a sofa while the 'boys' were up top and said in a matter of fact voice, it was available if I had an appetite for it. To tell you it is amazing is not to say enough, a handful of such a treasure, a mouthful and then some, whether or not he had taken something to help I don't know but he was hard and getting harder and he was hot and getting hotter and his hand on my shoulders were getting more and more insistent, and try as much as I did I could not get him to cum.

He backed me off and his hot hard dick swung into action, he said that the eyes say it all and he bent me backwards under his weight and with his hand he took a few minutes to get me all lubed up and he went to work slowly with deep thrusts and maintaining eye contact the entire time, in deep and deeper and relax, in deep and deeper and relax, once again in deep and deeper and relax, until he bends down hard on me and with a long kiss he goes in so deep I thought maybe he wanted to suck on his own dick he goes off. I expected it to be a small affair given that he had given it to the cabin 'boy' early on, but he was full and he passed it all onto me.

It had been a long time to be frank about it, a long time since it had been so good. He is not only the Master of his boat he is the Master himself. It took a bit of time for things to calm down, he called the 'boys' to come down and work me off and they did a great job and then we relaxed as we cruised the open waters until the sun started to come down. All in all it is not he same as our dearly departed CL, where things were fast and furious, this method takes a bit more time, but the rewards are there if you use it wisely. And yes, having a couple of trim nicely tanned 'boys' to look after things was a nice touch, but in the end it is about two men and not 'boys'.