Gay Male / 33
I Good Time With The Captain And He Swung The Position In My Direction
Following my layoff I went out to North Carolina for an interview. I'm a facilities manager and the interview was in a coastal community for the local rec hall for island. After the interview I went to this local seafood restaurant and sat at the counter. A man of the sea came in, looked around and sat down beside me. Lots of tables open and the bar was pretty open.
He asked a lot of questions, he knew the man I interviewed with, he told me had a boat and took people offshore fishing. He offered to show me his boat, it was only a mile down the road at the marina. We left my rental car at the restaurant and went down in his old Suburban, he had a big boat, sleeps six he told me, with a galley and a head, and he fired it up and we went for a ride around the harbor before heading out to sea. He asked if I wanted to drive her and told me how to keep my eye on the compass.
He went down and came back up in tight red thong, the string right up between his butt cheeks and his dick and balls clearly visible in the fabric. He held another thong in his hand and told me to go down below and change, we didn't want to be out to sea in street clothes.
I was way to white, I hadn't ever tanned my butt cheeks, but he liked them white and told me that Old Joe didn't care, he kept his eye closed when he was fucking. There was the ritualized blowjob and the ritualized butt rub before he performed the ritualized butt fucking, while I held on and steered the boat fixated on the compass. We didn't see anyone else out there, not a spec on the ocean, only us buck naked sucking cock and fucking.
When we got back to shore, dressed in our street clothes, with the smell of cigar and liquor on my breath he suggested I crash at the Seaside Motel where he knew the manager. He came over around nine and we went to a bar he knew of on the mainland, very dark and closed in. Where men came and men danced with men and some got down under the little tables. He told men who came over to check on me that I was taken and they could go get pick up trash somewhere else. We went back to his place, an older house away from the tourist places, and got naked and spent the night dancing, dick to dick, butt to butt, cheek to cheek, blowjobs and fucking. He did the fucking. I'm not claiming I was invited to fuck him.
I got off with his hand, and his mouth, so I got off too. In the morning, the sun way to bright for me and he told me he would check up on the position and if he could throw in a good word he would. I left that sleepy little town, drove back to the airport for my flight home. While waiting for my flight I got a text and it said I had the position, xxx pay and it started immediately. Soon after that I got another text from the captain, all is fixed up, I could stay at his place as long as I wanted.
He asked a lot of questions, he knew the man I interviewed with, he told me had a boat and took people offshore fishing. He offered to show me his boat, it was only a mile down the road at the marina. We left my rental car at the restaurant and went down in his old Suburban, he had a big boat, sleeps six he told me, with a galley and a head, and he fired it up and we went for a ride around the harbor before heading out to sea. He asked if I wanted to drive her and told me how to keep my eye on the compass.
He went down and came back up in tight red thong, the string right up between his butt cheeks and his dick and balls clearly visible in the fabric. He held another thong in his hand and told me to go down below and change, we didn't want to be out to sea in street clothes.
I was way to white, I hadn't ever tanned my butt cheeks, but he liked them white and told me that Old Joe didn't care, he kept his eye closed when he was fucking. There was the ritualized blowjob and the ritualized butt rub before he performed the ritualized butt fucking, while I held on and steered the boat fixated on the compass. We didn't see anyone else out there, not a spec on the ocean, only us buck naked sucking cock and fucking.
When we got back to shore, dressed in our street clothes, with the smell of cigar and liquor on my breath he suggested I crash at the Seaside Motel where he knew the manager. He came over around nine and we went to a bar he knew of on the mainland, very dark and closed in. Where men came and men danced with men and some got down under the little tables. He told men who came over to check on me that I was taken and they could go get pick up trash somewhere else. We went back to his place, an older house away from the tourist places, and got naked and spent the night dancing, dick to dick, butt to butt, cheek to cheek, blowjobs and fucking. He did the fucking. I'm not claiming I was invited to fuck him.
I got off with his hand, and his mouth, so I got off too. In the morning, the sun way to bright for me and he told me he would check up on the position and if he could throw in a good word he would. I left that sleepy little town, drove back to the airport for my flight home. While waiting for my flight I got a text and it said I had the position, xxx pay and it started immediately. Soon after that I got another text from the captain, all is fixed up, I could stay at his place as long as I wanted.
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