Chapter 8

C hapter 8

R egretting your earlier statement about not getting blown by those whore bags?" Angel snickered.

"No," Dane growled, though a deep heat flushed his face.

"What're you talking about?" Axel tried to breathe evenly after the scorching display in the pool. He very much wanted to be alone with his cowboy right now.

Angel grinned. "Dane insisted he would never blow or get blown by Ricky and his band of sluts. But I don't know." He fanned himself and squinted at Dane. "I think that little pool party even got you hot and bothered."

Dane made a face and shook his head. "No, it didn't."

"Really?" Angel palmed his crotch and laughed. "I think you're fibbing."

"Hey." Dane scowled and shoved his hand away. "If I'm cocked and loaded, it's because I'm imagining what's on that video. Not because of those…" He flicked his hand at the pool. "… sluts."

"Uh-huh." Angel looked at Axel and smirked. "Do you buy that?"

Axel held up his hands. "No comment."

"That means he agrees with me," Angel teased his husband.

Dane tipped his head at Axel and narrowed his eyes. "Is that true?"

"Like I said," Axel laughed and stepped back. "No comment." He looked over at the bar and spotted Clint eyeing him heavily. "I, uh…" He chuckled and nodded toward the cowboy. "… I better go check on my man."

"Chicken liver," Angel smirked.

"Yep." Axel grinned and trotted to the bar. "Hey, cowboy." He cupped Clint's face and kissed him. "Miss me?"

Clint scrutinized him with a hard stare. "Did you miss me?"

"What?" Axel pursed his lips. "Always. And if you don't believe me… feel this." He slipped Clint's hands between his legs and smiled. "You tell me if I missed you."

The cowboy huffed and withdrew his hand. "I didn't make that."

"Au contraire, my love," Axel countered and kissed him again. "I was thinking of you the whole time."

Max laughed. "That won't save you." Horatio and Kane chuckled.

"What?" Axel asked innocently. "It's true." He gazed lovingly into Clint's skeptical eyes. "I was so thinking of you, baby… imagining it was me on my knees before you—"

"All right," Clint muttered, halting Axel before he got graphic. He shifted a bit on the stool and Axel pursed his lips in a tight grin.

"I see I'm not the only one it affected."

Clint grunted and gave Axel a ‘you're crazy' look.

"Let me feel," Axel teased.

Clint grabbed his hand when he went for a feel. "I don't think so." Something sparked in his jade eyes and Axel squinted with satisfaction.

"Okay," Axel murmured with a smile and withdrew his hand.

Max, Horatio, and Kane laughed. Cochise held his peace. Axel suspected the big guy didn't want to get drawn into the conversation and be questioned about his reaction to the pool scene.

"Hey!" Cole hopped out of the pool, adjusting his goods, as Samuel and Caleb approached. "Where were you guys?" He slung his arm around Caleb and wagged his eyebrows. "You missed all the fun."

Dane tugged Caleb away from Cole. "You didn't miss anything—except maybe a dose of antibiotics."

"Ooh." Cole laughed. "That's not nice."

"But true," Dane drawled.

Ricky crawled out of the water and stood next to Cole. He batted his eyes at Dane. "Aw, why can't we be friends? You know I looove you, baby. There's nothing I wouldn't…" His lusty eyes roamed all over Dane's perfect body. "… do for you… to you… with you." His impious gaze darted to Angel. "And your sweet, pretty hubby."

Angel pulled back a smile and bit his lips between his teeth. Dane had had it in for Ricky since the first time he'd witnessed Ricky teaching Angel to dirty dance on stage. Back then, Angel hadn't belonged to Dane—but Dane had wanted him and wasn't thrilled about slut-boy Ricky showing Angel the ways of the stripper. That was over a year ago and Dane still didn't trust Ricky and his harem when it came to Angel. Maybe he's right to be wary, Angel mused, observing Ricky now.

"You'll do well to keep your filthy hands to yourself," Dane warned, absently drawing Angel closer. "You're not ever touching either one of us, get that through your thick brain right now."

"Ah." Ricky pouted and hung on Cole's shoulder. "But I'm so much fun." He nibbled Cole's ear. "Huh, handsome?"

"Well…" Cole took a deep breath and exhaled with a chuckle. "Can't exactly argue with you there after what you and your boys just did to us in the pool." Cole shrugged and grinned at Dane. "That was fun."

Dane rolled his eyes and smiled small. "Yeah, well, we can make our own fun."

"I believe you," Ricky cooed. "But don't it get boring after a while… just the two of you? Don't you want to, uh, mix it up sometimes?"

Dane pasted him with a dry look. "Not everyone needs to whore around to find fun and satisfaction." He looked at Caleb and Samuel. "Are you two bored with each other?"

"Not at all," Caleb said.

"Do you feel unsatisfied because you're not screwing a bunch of other guys?"

"Nope," Samuel replied with a smile.

"Right. Exactly." Dane slid his fingers through Angel's hair. "And FYI—it's never boring with this boy. Nor will it ever be."

"I know." Ricky sighed. "That's what's so cruel about your… stinginess."

Cole chuckled and kissed Ricky. "Don't feel bad, babe. It isn't only you. He won't share his angel with us, either."

Dane smirked. "Maybe if you didn't consort with the likes of him…" He shrugged.

"Liar," Cole snorted. "You still wouldn't share."

"True." Dane smiled darkly. "So true."

"Stingy bastard," Cole grumbled. "I thought we were a sharing family."

"Yeah." Ricky nodded emphatically. " I share everything."

"Exactly," Dane drawled. "I don't want what you're sharing."

"Hey, I'm clean as a whistle," Ricky said.

"Mm-hm," Dane replied with heavy skepticism. "Anyway, if you'll excuse us, we have more interesting matters to tend to."

"Got you all hot and horny, did we?" Ricky smirked. "Now, you want to sneak off and fuck like bunnies?"

"What we do or don't do has nothing to do with you."

"Sure." Ricky teased.

Cole grinned. "I have to concede to the boy here. No way you watched us in the pool and didn't get worked up." He boldly eyed Dane's tight crotch. "Exhibit A."

"Again, that has nothing to do with the pool spectacle."

"Uh-huh," Cole smiled. "Then what does it have to do with?"

"None of your business."

"On that note…" Angel grinned impishly. "… don't miss the movie tonight, in the movie room."

"Oh?" Cole exchanged a curious look with Ricky. "What's playing?"

"It's a surprise." Angel winked. "Just be there." He nodded at Caleb and Samuel. "You guys, too."

"Oh, hell yeah." Cole laughed. "I see that dirty little look in your eye. I will definitely be there—with my hot hubby and our sexy boy, Tomas."

"Us, too," Ricky chimed in.

"Yay," Dane drawled.

Caleb chuckled. "We'll check it out, too."

Dane cupped Caleb's head and kissed his hair. " Yay, for real."

"Uh." Ricky waved off Dane and beckoned Samuel and Caleb. "Come on. Hop in the pool."

"Yeah." Cole latched onto the two boys and dragged them toward the water, Ricky leading the way.

"Did you have to invite Cole in front of the slut boy?"

Angel chuckled. "Like Ricky wouldn't have shown up anyway."

"Why do Cole and Gabe play with them?"

"They're fun?" Angel giggled and Dane shot him a deadly look. "Aw, come on, babe. Aren't you being just a teensy bit hypocritical?"

"Hypocritical?"

"Well, yeah. I mean, you judge Ricky and his harem for fucking anything with a dick, but…"

"But what?"

Angel pursed his lips and squinted. "You're all hot and horny over some sexy porn stars. And I know you don't just want to watch them from afar."

"That's different," Dane mumbled.

"How is that different?" Angel grinned.

"They're porn stars. Fucking is their job."

"So? Were they just doing their job when they were on stage with us back in Chicago?" Angel laughed. "We all got pretty slutty that night. And you enjoyed every bit of it."

"So, it was a one-time thing."

"Mm. Really? So… if Jack and Garrett were right here, on this ship with us, you wouldn't want to get down and dirty with them again? Maybe even do a little more than just suck dick?" Angel cocked an eyebrow and tapped his chin inquisitively.

Dane stared at him long and hard. "Shut up," he grumbled.

Angel laughed and kissed him. "See? We all have a little slut in us."

"Yeah, well," Dane muttered. "Ricky and his harem have little sluts in them all the time."

Angel giggled. "Can't argue with that."

The music died out when Max stepped up on the small stage and picked up the microphone. All fun and games ceased as everyone's full attention turned his way.

"I know you're not here for speeches." Max chuckled. "So, I'll keep this brief. I just want to welcome you all to our Freedom cruise and hope you have a great time. We have many fun and naughty activities." The guests cheered and whooped. Max grinned. "Even if we didn't, I know you would create your own." He gestured at the pool and the guests laughed. "But that's what this cruise is all about… uninhibited expression. I also want to announce that our Fourth of July extravaganza will include a celebration of our Phoenix couples' wedding anniversaries—mine and my amazing husband's as well." Max smiled at Horatio. "The best thing to ever happen to me."

The Phoenix boys cheered extra loudly.

"Following the anniversary celebration…" Max flashed a somewhat diabolical smile. "… there will be a surprise event that you won't want to miss." He chuckled. "Trust me." Max quietly cleared his throat. "So, that's about it. Again, welcome, and… enjoy yourselves to the fullest! The only rule on the cruise is consent." He grinned. "So, grab yourselves some consenting friends and go wild!"

The guests exploded into cheers.

Max vacated the stage, to be replaced by three strippers. The music came back on, blasting from the large speakers, and the strippers put on a sizzling, erotic show for the pool crowd.

"That was short and sweet." Horatio grinned when Max returned to the bar. He kissed his husband. "Are you sure it's safe to turn all these boys loose?"

Max chuckled. "We better prepare ourselves for a sexual frenzy."

"Mm." Horatio ran his palm along Max's inner thigh and leaned closer, nuzzling his ear. " We … as in… you and me?" He gently cupped Max's crotch and massaged him in that tantalizing way that never failed to put Max in the mood.

"Well…" Max cleared his throat and smiled as beads of sweat sprouted across his brow, and his package swelled in Horatio's hand. "It could certainly have more than a single meaning." He nuzzled Horatio's soft hair and breathed in his scent, his breath quickening. "I definitely foresee a sexual feeding frenzy in our near future."

"Good," Horatio moaned in his ear and rubbed his growing erection. "Because suddenly, I'm…" He sucked his earlobe. "… starving."

A shiver ran through Kane as he discreetly listened in on Max and Horatio's conversation. His leg brushed Cochise's thigh and heat invaded his loins as the atmosphere of the lido deck infected him. The Egyptian was a private man, so fondling him right there at the bar may not be well received, though Kane had to fight to keep his hands to himself.

Kane wasn't typically into heavy public displays of affection, but after their dance lessons at the strip club a short while back, something shifted inside him. He wasn't as shy to make his desires known to Cochise, even in public. Cochise remained reserved—to some degree—though there was definitely a change in the Egyptian since that night at the club. Their lovemaking had grown not only in physical intensity but emotional intensity as well. As if something had broken free in them both on that stage. Kane sensed the same shifts in Clint and Axel as well.

Releasing a tense breath, Kane leaned against Cochise and whispered in his ear, "I want to fuck you, baby." His hand eased between the Egyptian's thighs, and he rubbed his thick package. "So… bad."

Cochise slowly turned his head and stared at Kane for a silent moment. "Right here?" he droned.

"And if I said yes?" Kane murmured.

Cochise stared at him a moment longer, then faced forward and took a drink. "Hm."

Hm. The possibility contained within that tiny response infused Kane with a dose of sexual excitement he hadn't experienced since that night on stage.

Maybe this cruise holds more possibilities than I imagined.

"Are you seriously going to make me wait until movie night to see the video?" Dane flopped down on one of the pool-side lounge chairs and slid on a pair of sunglasses, then stretched out. His loose swim trunks tented a bit—more prominently so when he laid back on the lounge chair and relaxed his legs. Angel shivered at the sight of his god-like husband. The man's sheer beauty never failed to make him tingle from head to toe.

"Well, um…" Angel cleared his throat as his mouth went dry. "Maybe…"

Dane lifted his head and tilted the sunglasses, arching an eyebrow at Angel. "Maybe… what?"

Biting his lower lip, Angel squinted. "Maybe… I could give you a sneak peek."

"Yeah?" Dane raised both eyebrows.

"Yeah." Angel straddled his waist and sat on Dane's hard crotch as he opened the video on his phone.

Dane sat forward, slid one arm around Angel's slender body, and looked at the phone. The video played and Jack Heart and Garrett North appeared onscreen, lounging on a bed—both shirtless and wearing only boxer briefs… and sporting massive hard-ons. Angel smiled when his husband's cock jumped beneath him and grew harder.

"Hey, guys," Garrett flashed a sexy grin. "Just wanted to share our newest video with you. We were thinking of you the whole time."

"I almost forgot how hunky they are," Angel murmured with a smile.

Dane nodded, breathing a little faster. Angel pursed his lips and very slowly rolled his ass on Dane's hard dick. "Mm." Dane groaned and palmed Angel's ass, squeezing his firm, dainty cheeks.

"We can't wait to get together with you again," Jack cooed as he rubbed against Garrett. "We had so much fun last time. Do you remember all the fun we had?"

"Fuck, yeah, we do," Dane shuddered. He pushed up to Angel, moving in rhythm with Angel's light gyrations.

"Just in case you don't remember," Jack smiled impishly. "Maybe we should remind you."

Jack went down on Garrett, stripping off his briefs. Garrett's stiff erection sprang free, and a notable spasm jerked Dane's body. Angel whimpered and increased his rhythm as he and Dane watched Jack suck his porn star boyfriend's big dick.

"Fuck…" Dane swallowed and rolled his hips hard against Angel's ass.

"Remember how good his dick tasted?" Angel moaned through a hot kiss.

"Yes…" Dane rasped and thrust his tongue into Angel's mouth. From the phone speakers, Garrett whimpered and moaned and begged Jack to suck his cock, suck him harder.

Angel panted, grinding his ass on Dane's steel cock, the thin nylon between them growing wet and sticky. "Here," Angel gasped softly as he thrust the phone into Dane's hand—then went down on him. "Keep watching."

" Shit…" Dane sagged back against the lounge chair and opened his legs, holding up the phone so he could see what was happening on screen—and what was happening between his legs.

Angel was hardly aware of the other guests scattered across the lido deck as he pulled down the front of Dane's shorts and sucked him as vigorously as if they were alone in their private room.

"Fuck!" Dane grunted stiffly and grabbed Angel's head, fucking his mouth, his eyes darting between Angel and the video. Dane matched Garrett's sounds of sexual ecstasy as both men approached orgasm simultaneously. "Oh fuck… fuck…" Dane panted, breath coming faster and harder.

Angel pumped him with his mouth and fist. Dane's hips abruptly jerked, and he shot his load down Angel's throat. Onscreen, Garrett came with a loud grunt and gasp.

"Holy fuuuck…" Dane gasped sharply as Angel sucked him dry. "Fucking… hell…"

Pulling off his husband, Angel gently tucked him back inside his shorts and sat back on his heels. He wiped the corner of his mouth and smiled, then leaned forward and retrieved his phone, pausing the video.

"Hey…" Dane panted.

"That first part was just for us," Angel said. "The rest of the video… you'll have to wait for movie night."

"And when is that?"

"Soon, baby." Angel crawled up over Dane and kissed his mouth. " Soon."

"Mm." Dane pulled Angel down against him and massaged his ass with both hands. Angel whimpered, his member hard as granite. Dane smiled and slipped his hands inside the back of Angel's shorts and rubbed his bare flesh, his fingers playing between his cheeks.

"Uuummm…" Angel reflexively rolled his hips.

Dane smiled and kissed his mouth as he teased his hole with the tip of his middle finger.

" Fuck…" Angel gasped through the kiss.

"Want me to make you cum?" Dane whispered against his lips.

Angel whimpered again and nodded—then gasped when Dane burrowed his finger inside him… deeper… deeper. " Uuuhhhmmm…"

"Feel good?"

" Uuhh… huuuhh…" Angel pushed his ass onto Dane's finger, stroking.

Dane kissed him again while sliding his digit in and out, going deeper with each inward stroke. He pulled out, sucked two fingers, then plunged the wet appendages back inside Angel, found his magic button, and went for the gold.

Angel squealed and bit Dane's shoulder, huffing and puffing through clamped teeth. His cock turned to steel as it raked urgently against Dane's hard, rippled stomach. " Oh fuck… fuck…"

Dane slipped his free hand between their bodies, tugged Angel's erection from his shorts, and stroked him firmly as he continued to push his button.

"Uuuh-uuh-uuhhh…" Angel bit his shoulder harder, only slightly muffling his squeals. He caught a brief glimpse of Cole and Gabe and some of the other boys enjoying the display from a few yards away. He didn't care. He had only one goal in mind— cum!

And he met that goal seconds later, squirting all over Dane's hand and stomach.

" Uuuhh! Uuh! Fuuuck!" He thrust his hips wildly, driving his cock through Dane's hand until the orgasm released him and he sagged on top of his husband.

The other guys immediately clapped and whistled.

Dane rolled his eyes. "Dumbasses."

"Mmmm…" Angel laid his head on Dane's shoulder and smiled, exhausted. "This… is going to be… the best vacation… ever."

"I agree," Dane murmured.

"Oh baby," Angel moaned, a devilish smile creeping across his face. "You have no idea how much hotter things are about to become."