10. RUSSELL

Griffin took me by surprise. I hadn't thought he would've tried to make me cum, but he did. I think it took us both by surprise. We didn't want to stop rubbing each other, and the sensation of the parts of my shorts, rubbing against my cock had driven me insane. My body had no other option but to cum.

After the show that drove our hormones insane, we managed to get a moment to clean ourselves off in the restroom. Nobody noticed the little cloudy patch on our shorts, but it helped that we were able to wet them to hide it.

Neither Thom nor Ryan noticed either. The show had absorbed everyone's attention. I wished I could've gone back for a second watch, just to experience Griffin all over again, but then we'd be late for the ship, and it could take off into the night without us.

"Did you see the way they looked at each other?" Ryan asked as we headed to the coach pick-up point.

"Who?" Griffin asked, his hand snug in mine.

"Either they're madly in love," he continued. "Obviously the dancers. They had crazy chemistry."

"Would you say they, ate it and left no crumbs?" Thom asked, laughing at using the new found phrases. "Because I think they did."

"Oh yeah, absolutely." If I had to use the new language, I would use it for this exact situation. "Ate and left zero crumbs. In fact, if they did, I bet they would've ate them too."

Ryan snapped his fingers at me. "Yass! You get it."

"I do?"

"He does?" Griffin asked. "Wow. I think what we did ate too."

"And what did you do?" Ryan asked.

I swooped a hand around Griffin's side, embracing him before wrapping an hand around his mouth to keep him from spilling our saucy little secret. "We went to a cute little cafe and bought an aloe plant." I gestured with a thumb to my back where the backpack resided.

Griffin was super sleeping on the coach ride back, hugging my arm and trying to stay awake by talking to me. None of it made much sense, slurred a little as he mentioned his favorite animals and toys. My eyes perked up at the talk of toys. I was still thinking about him pushing the tip of that whale toy inside me. I was desperate for more of that type of play.

"I don't think I'm gonna make it to whatever Ryan wanted to do," Griffin said into a yawn. "Can you tell them?" He looked up at me, pouting.

"Sure." I looked behind in my seat. They were several seats away from us. "I'll tell them when we get off. But I hope you have enough energy inside you to have a little late-night entertainment."

He tugged my arm, pulling himself up to whisper. "Of course, I'm ready and waiting for that."

"Good." I kissed his forehead.

Reboarding the ship wasn't as much hassle as it was the first time. For starters, there weren't nearly as many people coming onboard. Griffin was a little more tired, but it might've been an act to show his friend that there was no possible way for him to go back out for their light evening entertainment plans.

They didn't seem mad by the decision, although we left them as they mentioned us being awake early for breakfast. We couldn't be held accountable for meeting them for breakfast, especially since we still had plans for the night.

"I got a new toy," he said as we were alone in the elevator. "When you were buying the plant, I bought a toy."

"You did?" I swung the bag around my shoulder to search for it. He hit my hand away. "Let me look."

"It's a surprise. But you're gonna love it. I promise."

"Oo, a promise." I liked the sound of it. "Are you going to give me a hint?"

"It isn't a whale," he giggled. "So, there aren't going to be any jagged bits."

"Boy, you're gonna ruin my ass."

"Yes, Daddy." He grabbed my ass, squeezing it.

In the short walk back to the cabin room, I wondered what he could've possibly picked up and bought. I didn't know if I'd seen any toys at all on the shelves. They sold all types of things there, but maybe there had been a toy area I hadn't seen, but if anyone was going to be drawn to a toy area it was going to be Griffin.

There was a little more sway in the cabin room when we walked in. It was getting ready to depart again. Tomorrow we were going to be in Lisbon, Portugal, and that was another place we'd be exploring, taking pictures of and no doubt, catching more sun in.

I sat on the bed and Griffin was between my legs on his knees. "My feet hurt," he whispered, his hands pulling at my shorts to get to my cock. "Let me in." He tugged at the zipper.

"You're going a great job," I said, keeping my hands on my hips. I stared at the bag by him, wanting to see his new toy.

"Thank you, Daddy." He pulled my shorts down my thighs, boxers too. My cock chubbed up against my inner thigh. "I wanted to do this earlier. Under the table."

"Oh, what else did you want to do?"

"I—I—" he was quickly occupied with my cock in his mouth, immediately hard as he pushed it to the back of his throat like a push pop. "Mhmm."

Staring down at his cute face, pouting lips wrapped around my cock. "Can you taste Daddy's seed from earlier?"

He moaned harder before pulling it out and licking the tip. "It was wasted, but it was still mine."

"That's right. It's all yours." I turned to grab a pillow for my back and discovered the portfolio on the side of the bed. "I think some of those pictures Dad took of you earlier would look good in here." I went through the portfolio, my cock getting much harder in his mouth with every single picture I saw of him.

While holding the portfolio, slightly obscuring Griffin's face, he tugged the shorts and boxers all the way down to my ankles and off. "Maybe I can create a new one," he said. "Of all the pictures you took of me."

I looked over it at him and those big, wonderful eyes. "And the pictures we're still going to take," I reminded him. "Let's not forget that. I still want pictures of you in your onesie with Snug Bug."

"Snug Bug!" he squealed. "Can I have him?"

I leaned back and grabbed the teddy from under the pillow. "You're lucky I'm not the jealous type."

"Jealous of Snuggy?" he giggled. "He's just a little teddy."After I handed him the teddy, he hugged it tight and got back to sucking my cock.

His portfolio was different to the boy I had on his knees right now. There was that same playfulness in his eyes, but not the same wonder. He was attractive in every single photo taken of him, and I really wanted some more of my own.

We moved to the bed. I undressed him until we were both naked and making out, our bodies warm and sticky pressing against each other.

"I wanna show you that toy I got," he said. "Are you ready?"

"I'm still trying to think what toy you got from that store," I said, stroking his chin. "Go get it."

It wasn't anything I could've guessed. Dangling over the side of the bed to rummage through his bag, Griffin brought out a smaller white plastic bag. He must've been sneaky putting it in there. And from it, the toy. It was green with a brown base. A cactus.

"We were talking about them earlier," he said. "It's plastic. No ridges. No spikes. And it's got a flared base." He wrapped a hand around the brown pot around it. "I don't think they intended it for this use, but I look, it's perfect."

My mouth salivated. "Anything is a dildo if you're brave enough, or whatever the saying is."

"Except, this one is a plastic toy," he added. "So, not exactly dangerous, and very much dildo shaped."

I spread my legs. "Then come show Daddy how that thing works, but put a little lube on it. You don't want to hurt me."

"I'd never hurt you," he said, pouting innocently.

There was a small mechanical buzz to it and then I felt it. It pulsed and moved around inside my ass. The further he pushed it, the more I could feel the strange pulses until I nearly pulled up the edges of the bed.

"Are you sure this isn't a sex toy?" I asked, clenching my ass around the toy. "Because it—" I sucked in deep. "Moves like one."

Griffin smiled, flashing a big grin. "It's just a toy," he said. "The fact that it moves is a bonus." He giggled, but there was no more further it could go inside me. The toy had reached its limit, and that was mildly disappointing.

It didn't last long until he pulled it out and teased me with it again, but by then, I wasn't interested in being teased again by the toy. I wanted the real deal.

"Come on," I said, reaching out to grab him. "Fuck me."

His body fell on top of me, spreading my legs out a little further. "What if the toy wants to stay inside you?"

I slowly shook my head and watched as his head mimicked me. "I want you," I whispered, kissing him. "Now."

"Yes, Daddy Sir." His knees against the inside of my thighs spread my legs wide.

I'd grown used to the sensation of the vibration inside me, mixed with the jolting movements from left to right of the machine. It was nice to feel, but nothing could replace the feeling of skin on skin, and I needed his skin inside me desperately.

"I'm going to take care of you like you took care of me today," he said, slowly pulling the toy out of me and dipping his head. His lips met my ass and he kissed it. There wasn't a sensation like it, a full body fizzle as he ate my ass. His tongue, like a part of his body I couldn't place, even though I knew it was his tongue, it felt completely foreign as I tried placing the sensation. From my ass, he went up my taint to my balls, counting on all the little spasms breaking out in my body to signal my excitement. My thighs almost came in around his head.

Griffin was sweat to please me, but I knew it was pleasing him just as much. "You want my little dick in you?" He asked, sitting upright on his knees, giving my ass a break from stimulation. He whacked his large, thick cock against mine as it throbbed against my stomach. It was far from small, but he wasn't talking about size.

"I want every little part of you," I told him. "Now." It was a command, and I didn't want to wait around it.

He nodded as his cock bounced around like it was giving me a salute. He teased my ass with the tip of his cock, and then applied a blob of lube from a height. I knew he was making a mess of the sheets, but I wanted him to make a mess inside me instead.

There was a little force from his hips, but he didn't need to push too hard. I was well prepared after the toy and his tongue had played around in me. Every inch of his cock was in me, and I didn't want to let go. I wrapped my arms around him tight and controlled the rhythm.

"Good boy," I whispered in his ear, getting his hips to jolt a little. It was his play word, a rush of excitement was all he needed.

"Daddy," he said in a whispering moan. "I don't wanna cum yet."

"Don't cum," I said. "Keep going. I want to feel you."

Of course, I didn't have control over his body, and he wasn't telling me that he couldn't cum yet, but that he was going to, and he didn't want to. A moment passed where his body stopped moving on top of mine, and even that wasn't enough to stop it. He came inside me, his cock throbbing like the cactus toy had. He filled me up.

"I'm sowee," he said through a pout.

I brushed a hand through his hair. "You don't have to be sorry," I said. "You let your excitement get the better of you." I kissed his forehead. "We'll learn how to control it."

"But—but you didn't cum," he said, his cock slipping out of me as he moved around on top of me.

"Let's take it into the shower then," I said. "If we're going to get dirty, we might as well do it somewhere we can get clean at the same time."

"Ok!" He pulled away and jumped off the bed. "I get the showerhead first." He wiggled away, revealing some telling tan lines on his body, and his little booty shaking. I caught myself stranded on the bed, lost in thought over the moment and how connected I felt towards him. It could become a problem if I wasn't careful with my feelings.