13. Jamie

Everyone on board is talking about Cock Island. Off the coast of Honduras in Central America, it was billed as a privately-owned island where some rich man had built a spot to host a yacht club. Now, they do all kinds of events for anyone who pays for the privilege, provided they're adults twenty-one and older.

"How did we not notice the stop on Cock Island?" Teddy whispers into my ear even though we're off the ship and not close to others. "I can't imagine this is a normal stop for cruises?"

"I've never heard of it," I agree, speaking low so Teddy has to keep leaning into me. I don't know why I want him to keep touching me, but I do.

A rooster crows from somewhere nearby where the jungle meets the beach, and I notice a bunch of chickens pecking at the stone pathway.

Teddy points, "Do you think they're where the island got its name? Because roosters are also called…"

"If you can't say the word, you might not be mature enough to touch it," I stop walking when I realize I've repeated the words my mom said to me when I couldn"t stop giggling about body parts. But this sounds like I'm telling Teddy he can't touch my dick, which is somehow not true, so I backtrack. "Maybe, though. That reason sounds as good as any."

"I heard some people talking about a party, but that's later," Teddy tugs at my elbow so we step out of the way of a person in a wheelchair so they can go by. We lean against a low, stone wall and Teddy continues, "What are we doing with the rest of the day?"

"Snorkeling the barrier reef," I tell him and start walking again.

"Isn't that near Australia?"

"I think that's the Great Barrier Reef, and this one is just a similar type, though smaller."

"Oh, cool," Teddy nods beside me and we reach the hut for snorkeling lessons. "I've always wanted to go snorkeling."

"I know," I grin, glad my plans will make Teddy happy.

Trying not to overthink how things have shifted between us while not changing how I feel, I lead Teddy to the small building advertising, "Snorkeling and scuba lessons with Amber and Ben."

"Happy Pride!" A woman with strawberry blonde hair and a riot of freckles greets us, the man sitting in the booth behind her has one leg in a full cast. They must be Amber and Ben. "We're booked up. Do you have a reservation?"

"We do, under Horowitz," I lean on the counter of the open window and nod to the man. "Shark attack?"

Teddy tenses beside me but the man laughs. Ben has a shaved bald head and a European accent, and seems unbothered by the idea of a shark bite.

"No, skydiving. We alternate teaching skydiving and this, depending on the season. Normally I'd be going out too, so we could only offer half the spots we normally do."

"Skydiving? Like the parachute didn't open?" Teddy asks in awe.

"It opened, but then it got tangled up. I can only blame myself since I packed my chute. Just glad I was solo."

"Skydiving is fairly safe, but snorkeling is even safer," Amber rushes to add, handing us two clipboards. "Just sign these forms so we know you don't have any heart conditions and we'll head out with the others."

Teddy seems reluctant, and reads through all of the boilerplate language on them having no liability for our injury or death. He eventually signs and we are fitted with masks, snorkels, and fins. Ben hobbles to the dock to drive the boat and we head out with another two couples.

There aren"t a ton of instructions, aside from avoiding rip currents and how to use the snorkel, since we're not dealing with oxygen tanks like with scuba diving. We practice clearing our masks and snorkels before Teddy and I hop in and explore, coming up to the surface to talk out the things we pointed out under the surface. It's a whole other world with schools of fish in vibrant colors circling the bright coral reef. Amber explains what the types of fish we saw were, and I'm surprised when they tell us hours have passed and we need to head to shore.

"What was your favorite fish we saw?" I ask Teddy when we're on the dock and handing over our rented gear. "I liked the big parrot fishes."

"I liked the angelfish. Wait, you like the ones eating the reef?"

"Yeah, Amber said that's where a lot of the fine sand for beaches comes from."

"From parrot fish poop?" Teddy blanches and looks towards the white, sandy beach where people are setting up a DJ booth for the party.

"Isn't that neat?"

"Sure, Jamie," Teddy shakes his head but he's smiling wide.

We wave goodbye to the others from our dive and walk toward the restaurant on the beach. My hand brushes Teddy's, and I clasp it in mine. He falters in his step and glances down at our joined hands.

"Is this okay?" I ask.

Teddy nods and I see the corner of his lips turn up. I count it as a win and we get lunch while talking about all the things we saw and doing it again.

"I feel like traveling makes me want to do more traveling," Teddy admits when we're leaving the restaurant. "There's so many things I want to try now."

The beach is starting to get crowded with partygoers from the cruise, and the music has been turned up for dancing. Teddy isn't into dancing or crowds, so I stop us in the shade beside the now closed snorkel hut. Amber and Ben are probably out with another group. His words make me think of another topic.

"The more you experience, the more you want to explore?"

"Yes, exactly. You've opened Pandora's box, and now there is almost too much to decide on what to do next."

A man walks by us in only cutoff jean shorts and a leather harness, while another man leads him on a leash. Adults-only, indeed.

It gives me an idea.

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes, of course," Teddy's brows scrunch but he doesn't hesitate.

Taking his hand, I pull him around the back of the small building, where there is thick foliage. I can still hear everything going on around us, but I can only see a little movement through the tropical plants. Perfect.

"Can I kiss you, Teddy?"

Teddy swallows and nods before speaking, "Alright. I mean, yes."

Leaning my body into his, I press Teddy's back against the wall. I hold his gaze until I'm close enough to mingle our breaths. His brown eyes flutter and I let him close the gap. We meet with a soft whisper of touch, and I want more.

Gripping his hips, I pull his lower body forward to press against mine as I deepen the kiss. Tingles of pleasure spread out from my lips and across my skin when Teddy grabs onto my ass. I feel him harden against my own erection as I lick into his mouth, tangling our tongues and thrusting against him. We're as close as we can be with our clothes still on, and we don't stop for minutes on end.

Needing to catch my breath, I nip at his lower lip and hear Teddy whimper. My eyes pop open to take in the sight of my best friend. His cheeks are pink and his lips swollen, breathing fast and looking debauched.

He's beautiful. Not in an aesthetic way. In an I want to fuck him and stare at him for hours way.

A rooster crows and breaks the spell I was under. The thought of Teddy like that is out of the blue, and I don't know what to do with it, so I drop to my knees. "Want to explore something else from Pandora's box?"

"Is that a euphemism?"

"Yes, Teddy, it is," I struggle to keep a straight face while toying with the laces on Teddy's shorts. "A double entendre for I want to see if you really have a sugar dick like I keep telling people."

"Oh, here?" Teddy licks his lips and stares at me. I'm about to stand up and say it was a joke to save face when he nods. "Okay. I'd like that."

"Yeah?"

Teddy lifts his shirt with one hand and reaches out to rub his thumb over my cheek with the other. "Yes."

Making quick work of his swim trunks, Teddy's dick is out and staring at me before I can think too hard about what I"m about to do. I can only try to emulate what I like. There's only one thing.

"What do I do with your foreskin?"

It's Teddy's turn to try suppressing a smile. "I'm not sure what the difference would be, but it's sensitive. So just don't bite it?"

Nodding, I scoot forward on my knees until his cockhead is a breath away. I reach out and take hold of him, gently sliding the foreskin back to reveal his wet head. It's darker than the rest, swollen and twitching at my touch. With my other hand, I get myself out. If I wasn't sure sucking dick would turn me on before, the thought of it has my shorts feeling far too tight now.

Licking the tip, I taste his salty precum and Teddy hisses and I look up at him. His mouth is wide open and his eyes are hooded. There's no denying the lust there. He wants me to suck his dick, and I want to make him happy.

Sinking my mouth down, Teddy thrusts in and makes me gag. He tries to pull back but I grab onto his hip.

"Sorry. We don't have to."

Now that I have a taste of him, and how I can affect him, I'm not stopping there. I hold the base of his dick this time so he can't go too deep and start sucking. Picking up the pace, Teddy bites his fist to stifle his moans and I redouble my efforts on his dick and mine. He slips deep enough to hit the back of my throat and I don't stop. I always thought it was hot when a girl wanted my dick so bad she gave up air for it, and I'm finding it just as hot on the other side.

Teddy is longer than me, but not as thick, and I can't help imagining what comes next. Will I be able to swallow? Would he feel good in my ass?

Letting go of his dick so Teddy can thrust into my throat, I reach my other hand down to feel below my balls. A girl I dated for a few weeks last fall played with my ass while sucking me off, and it felt amazing.

Taking hold of my face Teddy starts thrusting in earnest, his panting telling me he is close. I rub a finger in the pre-cum pooling on my own dick head and go back to my hole. After rubbing the outer ring, I press in at the same time Teddy stills. My middle finger finds the same place that woman taught me about inside of me, and I almost don't register Teddy's words.

"Fuck, Jamie, I'm coming," his words are met with pulsing in my mouth as I instinctively swallow. Heat blasts through me and I come on the ground as Teddy pulls back. "Shit, was that okay?"

His bitter tang lingers on my tongue as I point to the ground between us. Panting, I watch as Teddy sees my cum and his dick spurts one last time.

"Yeah, Sugar-dick. That was great."