Cruise to Emasculation

It didn’t take long after we were married for Mattie or me to realize
that I was not the man she needed to satisfy her needs. Our age
difference was a key factor, I was 51 and Mattie was 28. I knew all
along that she was marrying me for my money, but that was all right. I
was deeply in love with her, she made me the envy of all of my
friends, and I had millions from the sale of my company, so if it was
money she wanted, there was plenty for both of us.

There was also my concern over the size and effectiveness of my penis
and my ability to fulfill her needs. Even in using Viagra, my erect
penis is small and wilts far too fast. In fact it would all too often
go from a dinky erection into a shriveled up piece of flesh before I
could get it inside of her or worse and most humiliating was when it
would wilt inside her, before I ejaculated. I knew it was frustrating
for her. After only a few attempts at intercourse, Mattie rejected all
of my advances and any demonstration of affection.

My first indication of her frustration and what was to come, occurred
on our honeymoon. I had booked a ten-day cruise of the Caribbean.
Right after boarding the ship, Mattie unpacked and decided to explore
the ship before I was ready. After she left, I ordered Champagne and
caviar to be delivered to the room to celebrate our first night of
marriage and then went about looking for her. After an hour or so, I
found her in one of the lounges. She was snuggling up to a deeply
tanned young man in his swimming trunks and I couldn’t help but see
her hand stroking his naked thigh. I was outraged!

I heard myself scream “Mattie!” in much too loud a voice.

Mattie only smiled and said, “Kenny! Come on over, I want you to meet
someone.”

As I approached the table she said, “Kenny, I want you to meet Thad.
Thad’s a broker in New York.”

“What the fuck are you doing?” I asked, filled with anger.

“Hey buddy, watch you language!” Thad responded as he jumped to his
feet.

“Look fella, this is my…”

Mattie interrupted me, “Kenny is my husband, Thad. He gets very
jealous of my time.”

“Husband?” Thad said. His voice filled with amazement. “You and this
old guy?”

“Only on paper. It hasn’t been consummated and it never will be! Kenny
is a dear, but he can’t get it up! You know what I mean? ” Her eyes
shot back to me, a stern, hard look replaced the warm lovely face I
cherished. “Kenny, I think you better leave!” Her voice was quiet, but
firm. “We’ll discuss this later. Now, be nice and get the fuck out of
here!”

“I’m not leaving without you!” I said, with as stern a voice as I
could muster.

She glared back at me with an anger I had not seen before. Then
smiling she turned to Thad and said, “It’s not really his fault. Kenny
gets very jealous whenever I look at a real man. Poor dear!” She spoke
quietly. Her voice filled with sarcasm.

I was dumbfounded, angry and I know I looked stupid. I could not
believe what she was telling a total stranger.

Smiling she added, “Why don’t you go have some fun sweetie? Remember,
you said you wanted our honeymoon to be fun. Well, I’m having fun and
there has to be some dried up old hag aboard who would love to spend
the afternoon with a guy who only has a shriveled up sack of prunes to
prove he’s still a man!”

“You heard the lady, get the fuck out of here old man!” Thad said as
if dismissing a dog that had been riding his leg.

“I won’t be back to the cabin for sometime honey, why don’t you go
back and play with yourself, if you like!”

“You bitch!” I mumbled. “You fucking slut bitch!”

Mattie remained silent for a long moment, then, allowing an even smile
to cross her lips she said, “We’ll talk about this later darling. Now,
I think it’s best if you leave.”

I found myself backing away from these two lovers, feeling empty and
stupid. Mattie waved a couple of fingers at me and said, “Bye. Bye,
bye.”

“I’ll… I’ll… see you at dinner.” I countered, feeling so alone,
humiliated and embarrassed.

“Dinner…. Yes, dinner… okay, maybe dinner.”

“Hey Kenny!” Thad said in a loud whisper. “Look!” He pointed to an old
woman in her sixties using a cane to make her way through the ship.
“She looks just about right for you!”

Mattie broke out in laughter. “She’s perfect Darling! But on second
thought, maybe she’s too much for you. You’d just embarrass yourself!
I’d suggest you go back to the room or find a john and play with
yourself!”

I turned and walked away feeling small and insignificant. However, as
I walked through the ship I found myself getting excited about my wife
being with another man and humiliating me. After a quick drink at one
of the other bars aboard ship I found myself back in our cabin. I
stripped and began to masturbate in front of the lavatory mirror. I
stroked the gray hairs on my chest and abdomen, calling myself names
and cursing myself! “You’re an impotent old faggot!” “You fucking
cowered! You let her fuck other men you stupid shit!” I pumped
frantically attempting to revive the erotic feelings of humiliation
that had filled my loins only moments before. “You’re not a man! What
the fuck are you, a Queer? A fucking old queer? You must be a fucking
faggot queer you impotent son-of-a-bitch! Yes! Yes, I’m nothing more
than an old queen impersonating a man!”

I slapped my penis and scolded it for being so small! I squeezed my
testicles and fantasized as to what it would be like to watch Mattie
make love to Thad, as she teased me about not being a real man! My
index finger and thumb worked feverishly on my wilted cock to provoke
any semblance of an erection and an orgasm. “Your wife doesn’t want
you! Fuck you old man!” I barked at the image in the mirror, “Fuck
you!”

Finally my small, half hard penis spit for joy! The fire, the warmth,
the exhilaration of an orgasm! My body jerked in pleasure, as a few
small droplets of thick white cream spilled from the opening of my
penis into my cupped hand. There it was, proof! Proof I was a man! A
sick demented old man whose wife was with another man while he stood
in a bathroom jacking off like some adolescent kid! I looked at the
old man in the mirror and said, “Eat it you impotent asshole! Eat it!”
As I licked my sperm from my hand, praying it would find its way back
to my testicles.

As I suspected, I sat alone in the dining room that night. The waiter
asked if I would be dining alone. A lump in my throat and choking back
tears I told him Mattie was under the weather and unable to attend
dinner. He smiled courteously and I noticed his glance to the other
side of the room. There was Mattie laughing and joking with Thad and
two other young men!

I tried to watch without being conspicuous. Thad was dressed in a
tuxedo with a white dinner jacket. I had to admit he was an incredibly
attractive man. Across the table from he and Mattie was a very
Mediterranean looking man with smooth oily back hair combed straight
back. Like Thad, he had a deep tan. A black mustache fell on the side
of his lips to meet a thick goatee.

“Your daughter has found friends for dinner.” The waiter commented,
quite courteously.

“Ahhhh, yes… Yes, I see she has!” I replied, swallowing the lump
that filled my throat. I watched them intently, feeling blood flow
once again into my groin. She was publicly humiliating me and just as
in my youth and my relationship with my first wife, I was beginning to
relish the sensations humiliation brought to me! The third gentleman
at their table appeared to be African-American, although he could be
Jamaican or Mayan or whatever. He was shaved bald and dressed in a
totally black tuxedo including black shirt and a diamond stud rather
than a bow tie. When he laughed or smiled he exposed a mouth full of
wonderful white teeth! I felt the ugliness of racism spill into my gut
as murmured to myself, “You gonna fuck my wife you nigger
motherfucker?!”

I must have been too obvious as Mattie began to wave in my direction.
She didn’t want me over there for any other reason than to further
humiliate me. I knew it, but I had to go. As I weaved my way through
the tables to their side of the ship Mattie was pointing at me, and
they were all looking my way and laughing. As I approached the table I
swore I would remain civil.

“Mattie… Thad… enjoying dinner?” I said attempting to maintain my
composure.

“Oh yes, it was scrumptious!” Mattie responded wearing a huge smile.
God she was gorgeous! “Kenny, I’d like you to meet Musaffa Kinbadda,
from Uganda.”

“(Fucking nigger)!” Ran through my mind as I reached out my hand,
Musaffa. “How do you do?”

“I do very fine sir. I was just telling your wife here that she’s a
lovely piece of ass and you are a very lucky man!”

Everyone broke out in laughter.

“He’s just teasing darling….” She paused, looked at Musaffa and
added, “Isn’t he the sexiest man you’ve ever seen darling?” Chuckles
continued around the table, before Mattie said, “And this is Carlos
Ramirez.”

“Senor.”

“Mr. Ramirez. ”

“Honey,” The sugar in her voice was like a tablespoon of Nutra Sweet.
“Are you going to the casino or the bars tonight?”

“I don’t know, why?”

“Well, I’ve asked the boys to come see our beautiful suite and have a
little party and I just thought it would be best if you, you know what
I mean…. It won’t be any fun for you and I don’t want you to get in
the way…. You know…”

“No, quite frankly I don’t! We were just married. This is our
honeymoon. This is our first night aboard ship! I expected to spend it
with my wife! What the fuck you mean you’re having a party with these
guys?”

Mattie’s eyes turned cold. Her lips were pursed as she bit down and
clenched her teeth. “Kenny, not now! Behave yourself!”

Thad turned to me. “Look buddy, we know she’s your wife, and I feel
real sorry for you, but face facts old man, she doesn’t want to be
with you! Take a hint. She’s hot, we’re hot, and you’re not! !”

Mattie took hold of Thad’s arm and planted a kiss on his cheek. “I
don’t want him there. He’s such a drag! He’ll get in the way and spoil
our fun…. After all, it is MY honeymoon! Make him go away!”

She then turned and smiled at me. “It’s my honeymoon and I’m going to
get fucked on my honeymoon by a real man…or…” Laughing she
corrected herself… “by real men!” Everyone at the table chuckled.

Musaffa exposed his mouthful of teeth as he added. “Look mister. The
lady tells us you got a dick so small it looks like a tiny dinosaur
head peaking through a pubic bush! Well, I ain’t never seen a dick
that small! Why don’t you come join us?” He laughed. “You come join us
old man! I’ll so you what a real man’s dick looks like… If you’re
nice, I’ll stick it up your tight old ass and then let you suck your
shit off of it!”

“Ewwwhhhhh! I’d like that! Would you like that Honey? ” Mattie cooed.
“I’ll bet you’d be a good cocksucker honey!”

Thad and Carlos joined in the jibing.

“Yeah old man, you can suck my dick!” Thad said grabbing his crotch.
“I bet you eat your own cum, don’t you old man? How bout tasting some
fresh young cum rather than that stale old shit of yours?”

My face felt flush as I thought of my masturbatory session of less
than an hour before.

Carlos reached out and put his hand on my ass causing me to jerk
backwards. “Ohhhhh, a tender ass. You a virgin? I like old men with
virgin asses!”

“Maybe you should come, Sweetheart.” Mattie said teasingly. “I think
he already has!” said Carlos, pointing to a wet spot on my trousers. I
had gotten excited at the humiliation and pre-cum had soaked through
my slacks exposing my arousal.

I looked down and saw the cum stain on my tuxedo trousers. Brushing at
it I stupidly replied: “It’s just coffee or something I spilled at
dinner! Yeah, something I spilled at dinner!” The whole idea of Mattie
being fucked by this trio did excite me only I hadn’t expected it to
show!

Before I could react Carlos reach out and touched the spot. “Oh, Mr.
Kenny, it is sticky like cum and I think that little bump in there
must be an erection! Right? Mr. Kenny not wearing any under pants, I
think.”

Damn, I was exposed. I never wore them; they kept my balls scrunched
up and were uncomfortable.

“I think your husband likes the idea of you getting screwed by other
men!” Thad said, turning to Mattie.

“You like the idea, honey of watching me get fucked Honey? You want to
come and play with yourself while you watch?” Mattie responded.

“It’s okay. In my country we have many wives and girl friends. They
love to watch me make love!” Musaffa said, flashing his broad smile.

“Maybe you learn something… maybe you play with yourself while we
fuck your wife, is okay!” Carlos added.

“No! No, I won’t be a party to this!” I responded, even though my
groin was saying, “Yes! Yes! Yes!”

“Well, we’re going up to the suite now and start partying! ” Mattie
said, rising from the table. The trio rose with her. “If you want to
come and watch fine! But don’t even think I’m going to let you try to
fuck me. I got all the cock I need right here!”

They all joined together in laughter as they left me standing alone
and embarrassed at their table.

With that the three of them departed. I wanted to go. I wanted to go
so bad it hurt and I could sense semen seeping out of my penis, but I
couldn’t, I just couldn’t! Could I?

I headed for the bar and within minutes downed three double scotches
and a Viagra. I couldn’t shake the vision of those four naked bodies,
sweating, humping, groaning, laughing and fucking each other! The
thought of her sucking Masuffa’s black penis, drinking his sperm found
me rubbing my crotch as I downed each drink. It may not be big, but I
had a hard-on and it was stiff and in need of gratification! I bought
the bottle from the bartender. He didn’t want to sell it, but the
hundred I slid to him provoked an instant divorce.

I found a spot on the aft upper deck that was empty. I grabbed a deck
chair and settled down with my bottle. I couldn’t erase the images
that were running through my mind. Mattie, Thad, Musaffa and Carlos
twisting and turning, intermingling their naked bodies, cum squirting
all over Mattie’s body! The small tent in my slacks was burning with
desire. I unzipped my fly, stuck my hand inside my slacks and began to
fondle myself. I looked around; I was still alone, so I pulled my tiny
erection out of my slacks and began to pump it vigorously, trying to
place myself with the four of them.

What would I do if they tried to fuck me or make me suck their cocks?
Would it make Mattie happy? I envisioned her laughing and teasing as
these young men fucked me in the ass and made me suck their thick
swollen cocks! I could see Mattie laughing and coaxing him to fuck me
good! I tried to imagine Musaffa’s huge black cock stuck in my mouth!
Jesus, what if he came in my mouth?

“Hey man! What the fuck you doin?”

I turned to find a huge black steward standing next to me. “You can’t
do that shit on deck man! You drunk? Hell man, what’s your cabin? You
do this shit in your cabin not out here on deck!”

“No! No, I can’t go to my cabin! I can’t!” I stammered. I was in
shock!

The steward picked me up by the scruff of the neck and shoved me to
toward the door. “Now I’m asking nice, what the fuck cabin are you
in?”

“Luxury cabin 4, but I can’t go there! I can’t!”

“Well, that’s exactly where you’re going and I’m afraid I’m gonna have
to report you to the Captain!”

“No, God no! I can’t go there and please, please don’t report this! I
won’t do it again, I swear! You just don’t understand!”

“I understand that you is goin to your cabin sir and you is going
right now!” He pushed me through the door and towards the bow of the
ship where my cabin was located. I beg and pleaded with him, but I
couldn’t tell him the truth. When we got to the cabin he asked for my
key. I reluctantly pulled the plastic card out and gave it to him. He
slipped in into the slot and opened the door. There was no one in the
living room, but when we looked in the master bedroom, “I’ll be a
motherfucker!” He blurted, as his eyes fixed on the activity in the
room.

Musaffa was lying on his back on the bed, with Mattie sitting on his
cock. As she bounced on his abdomen she was bending over sucking
Carlos cock, who was straddling Musaffa’s head, his balls bouncing off
Musaffa’s forehead. Thad was at the foot of the bed and had his penis
buried in my wife’s rectum! He was fucking her in the ass!

“What the fuck is goin’ on here?” The steward said.

“That’s my wife! This is our honeymoon!” I blurted, realizing how
stupid that made me look as well as sound.

Mattie took her mouth off of Carlos’ swollen cock and smiled saying;
“What the fuck are you doing here Kenny? God damit, I told you to stay
the fuck away from here! Whose your friend?”

The steward responded. “Excuse me ma’am, but ah, I found this man
playing with himself on deck. Is this his room?”

“Yes, well, sometimes. I’m sorry to say he is my husband” She turned
her attention directly at me; “You pervert!” She looked at Carlos’
cock and began stroking it while looking at the two of us. “Can you
lock him up someplace so he won’t bother us or others? A brig, jail,
something?”

“Yes ma’am, but…”

Then her eyes lighted up! Wait! “You got any crew members who would
like to fuck an old queen like him?”

“Ma’am?” The steward was quite confused and I was terrified at what
she was suggesting.

“Shit! You know, you got some gay black boys, cooks, dishwashers,
garbage crew, who would like to fuck an old queen like him, maybe get
a cheap blowjob?”

The steward paused. It was obvious he was contemplating if I was worth
the effort.

“Please! Look he’s a fucking pervert! Likes to play with himself in
public! Maybe some of your black boys down in the hole would like to
fuck him up a little. Listen there’s a hundred dollar bill on the
dresser, get him fucked real good and there will be another five
hundred in it for you in the morning!”

“Hey bitch! You gonna suck or shoot the shit?” Our interruption was
irritating Carlos.

Mattie turned back to Carlos and smile as she responded, “Hummmm… I
want to suck you baby!” Then, turning back to the Steward and me she
added, “Get him out of here and fuck him good!” Mattie added as she
slipped his cock back into her mouth.

“It’s good Kenny, Hmmmmm real good! ” Slobbering as she moved her
mouth from Carlos cock to us and back again, licking his enormous
shaft! You handle this for me ah….”

“Victor Ma’am. Victor.”

“You handle that for me Victor?”

“No problem. No problem Ma’am.” He took the hundred and stuffed it in
his slacks. “Ma’am?”

“Yes?” Mattie replied.

“My compliments, Ma’am.”

“Thank you Victor, Maybe before the cruise is over we can have some
fun together!”

“Yes Ma’am! I’d like that Ma’am!”

“Bye Kenny! Have fun!” She waved as she stuffed Carlos penis back into
her mouth.

Victor grabbed me by the collar and pulled me back into the hall,
closing the door. “I don’t know man, but you must be some dumb mother
fucker, but whatever you are, for six hundred big ones, you gonna get
your ass and face pounded good tonight!”

He pushed me down to stairwells to the lower decks, through boiler
rooms with numerous dirty, sweaty people working to keep the ship
running. As we walked he kept announcing, “I’m paying ten bucks to
anyone who wants to fuck this white man or wants to have his cock
sucked! Got me a pervert here who wants some cock!” We went through
kitchens and into a narrow barracks type area lined with numerous
bunks of metal and canvas. Finally we came to what looked to be a
laundry room. As we traversed the ship men and women laughed and joked
as they indicated they would take him up on the deal!

Mostly black and Hispanic people were working down there. It was hot
and steam was everywhere. He finally opened a door and shoved me
inside. It looked like a brig. Gray walls, a commode, a single metal
bed and a metal folding chair. He pushed me down on the cot and
ordered me to strip. I was so scared I immediately obeyed the command.
When I stood there naked before him he too laughed.

“Shit! You ain’t no man! What the fuck’s that thing between your legs?
Ain’t no man thing and it sure ain’t no pussy! No wonder your old lady
don’t want you!” He took my clothes outside and returned moments
later. “First ten goes to me! You cherry or you been fucked before?”

“Please no! Please, I’ll pay you a thousand dollars, just let me go!”

“You could have paid me a thousand dollars up on the deck, but you
didn’t… Your wife paying me and I gets the feeling you’re gonna’
contribute before we finished doing what she asked.” His laugh was big
and low pitched! He unzipped his pants and pulled out a black cock
that looked like a thick black and blue snake. As he stroked it he
smiled and said, “Victor make you feel good. First time always most
difficult, but someday you look back on Victor with fond memories.
Here honky, you suck, make hard then Victor take you to new world.”

I was so scared I felt myself urinating down my legs. Victor burst out
laughing.

“I’m so scared! This is my honeymoon, I’m supposed to be with my wife!
Please don’t, I’ll pay you, honest! Whatever you want. Please!”

He laughed a deep masculine laugh. “Look man, your wife don’t want old
man with little dick, but Victor don’t mind.” He said holding his
smile. “Tonight, you be Victor’s wife. Tomorrow you go back to cabin
and talk to wife. Now Mr. Kenny you suck Victor, make him hard.” He
reached out and pulled my head to his huge penis.

I instinctively opened my mouth and Victor filled it with his penis. I
was hesitant to do anything, but Victor said; “You suck now!” As he
grabbed me by the ears and started my head in motion. The musky smell
was not like anything I had ever smelled on a woman. I opened my eyes
and saw the end of the shaft nearest his body slipping in and out of
my sight. He had tight curly black pubic hair, which I found
fascinating and his huge balls were rocking back and forth. They too
were blue black and so large, covered with tight black curls of hair.
“You suck good, you make Victor feel like you want to make him come in
your mouth!”

I continued until I realized Victor had released his grip and I was
moving on my own accord. It was my only choice! I was surprised that I
did not find the taste of his flesh repulsive. I reached out and
touched his testicles. They were huge sacks, swollen and firm, full of
what he was attempting to put into me! They felt good in my hands. I
had never touched another man before. He began to moan and stroke my
head as his penis grew larger in my mouth. I gagged and he chuckled,
encouraging me to continue. I was getting into pleasing him.
Instinctively, I reached under his sack and pressed his flesh
provoking a moan of ecstasy to escape his lips. I felt drool run down
my chin and the slurping sound of my sucking filled my ears. I reached
around and pulled him to me by his buttocks. They were firm and hard.
I was pleased with myself.

“Good! You like Victor’s cock, that good! Mr. Kenny good queer man!”

The word reverberated through my brain. “Queer? Me, a Queer? Queer! My
God was I a queer?”

Occasionally his penis slipped out of my mouth and I grabbed it and
stuck it back in without hesitation. Oh Jesus, I was enjoying this!
Saliva and pre-cum oozed from my mouth as I devoured his magnificent
manhood!

Ultimately Victor pulled away, taking over the stroking of his penis.
“Alright Mr. Kenny, it’s time!”

“What do I do? What am I suppose to do?” Something in me was anxious
and terrified at the same instant. “Are you…are you going to fuck
me? Will it hurt? I ‘m scared Victor!”

“If you are virgin, it will hurt, but like Victor said, someday you
will look back on Victor with fondness.”

“Don’t hurt me Victor, Please!!!!”

Victor chuckled as he pushed me aside. He threw the pillow on the
center of the bunk and told me to lay down with my stomach on the
pillow. I did. I shuttered as I felt him climb behind me between my
legs. He fumbled with his penis as he spread the cheeks of my ass. I
felt him spread his pre-cum into my anus and spit on my butt! Then
terror ran through my body as I felt the pressure of his penis
attempting to penetrate my rectum. He pushed and I let out a moan. He
continued. I felt like I was eliminating a huge turd only it was going
in, rather than coming out. It started to hurt as he coaxed me to
relax. I felt like skin was tearing and I let out a yelp! Finally he
was in deep enough to begin pumping. He pumped and as he did he probed
deeper and deeper.

“You got shit in your hole! I feel shit in your asshole! Why you not
shit before Victor fuck you!?”

I heard myself murmur; “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!”

The pain grew intense and I began to whimper, tears were rolling down
my cheeks. Suddenly he lunged forward driving his beautiful cock deep
in my rectum! My scream was deafening to my own ears! Victor kept
telling me to relax and that this had to happen before I could ever
really enjoy it! Finally I felt his groin touch my ass. He was all the
way in! He pumped and moaned. I could smell the stench of my own shit
which must have been squeezed out of my rectum by his penetration. He
was breathing hard.

“Fuck you! Fuck you, you white trash motherfucker!” He obviously felt
no pain, but only pleasure. The pain was mine and mine alone! I felt
like my rectum had been torn to shreds and the pain was incredible,
but the pumping in and out of me was at the same time very erotic!

He forgot about me and was lost in only in his search for
gratification. He slammed his body against me, ignoring my pleas and
suffering! His hands held my hips up in the air but my face was buried
in the cot and I felt as if I was suffocating. Finally, with a pause
and then several hard lunges, slamming me into the bunk, he dumped his
load in my rectum! The warm soothing cream from his testicles brought
warmth and healing.

“Ohhhhhhhh!” I heard the moan of ecstasy escape my lips.

He kept pumping his penis in and out of my anus, spreading his sperm
throughout my shit tunnel. Then he stopped and his body collapsed on
top of me. His weight was oppressive, but the warm liquid seeping from
my rectum seemed to heal the wounds he had inflicted. He pulled
himself up and lent me his hand to sit up.

As he stood before me he grasped his penis and spoke to me. “Shit! Mr.
Kenny’s shit! ”

“Ah, I…I never had time… I…” I responded as intelligently as
possible.

“Mr. Kenny left his shit on Victor’s penis! Shit and blood! Mr. Kenny
is a dirty pig! You clean Victor’s penis.”

“Ah, sure ah, you got a wash cloth or something?”

He smiled. “No wash cloth. Mr. Kenny clean Victor with his mouth.” He
grabbed my head and pushed his filthy shit-blood laden cock into my
mouth. The taste of my own bowels filled my mouth and permeated my
nostrils. I wanted to vomit as I gagged and spit out the small pieces
of my own waste, but I couldn’t erase the taste or the smell! I had
finally reached the depths of depravity, perversity and masochistic
ecstasy! It truly surprised me. I found myself with an erection,
playing with myself, as I eagerly sucked my own shit off another man’s
penis!

I pumped like crazy relishing the erotic emasculation I had just
incurred. Victor laughed! “You like Victor!”

“Yea… yes…Yes! Yes, Victor! Oh God it was… it was so exciting!
Was it… was it… well, was it good for you? Did I do Okay? Huh? Did
I?” I was at the same time pumping my own penis!

I was excited and scared, but it didn’t seem to matter to Victor. He
patted my head as if I were his sex pet and said; “Kenny was good
cocksucker! Tonight, Victor sell Kenny to his friends, like wife
says… You please Victor’s friends, you not make Victor angry, yes?
His hand stopped caressing my head as he grabbed a handful of hair and
yanked my head backwards. “You be good whore, so Victor earn money
wife promise, yes!”

“Yes.” I mumbled in response. Tears were welling up in my eyes.

Victor stuffed his beautiful large penis back into his white slacks
and pulled up the zipper. Walking to the commode he grabbed a roll of
toilet paper and instructed me to clean myself. “Wipe dirty ass! I
send in friends.”

I wiped my rectum. It was so sore. Glancing at the toilet paper before
disposing of it I was shocked at he amount of blood that was mixed
with my shit and Victor’s cum. I couldn’t help thinking about the
possibility of contracting some terrible venereal disease as a result
of this rape of my body! Jesus, what if I contracted AIDS?! I started
to cry, but the door opened and my second rapist entered.

He was a short man with a pencil thin moustache. His white uniform was
dirty and covered with stains. He smiled and instructed me to lie on
my back on the cot. Straddling my chest he removed a large flaccid
penis from his dirty white trousers. I could see red sores on the
shaft and terror filled me. “Pedro need good suck job. You suck Pedro
real good, huh?!” I tried to push him off, but he hit me in the face
with his fist! The taste of blood filled my mouth as he took me by the
throat and told me he’d kill me if I tried that again! He then stuck
his diseased penis in my mouth and instructed me to suck!

He grew hard and grabbing my head, pumped until he was ready to
explode! He pulled his cock from my mouth and pumped his blood red
penis until he spurted his thick yellow cum onto my face. Oh God how
his cum stunk! As his weight sunk down on my chest he laughed as he
said; “I wash you face you gringo motherfucker!” With that he let his
bladder flow and a hard stream of yellow piss splashed off my face as
he roared with laughter.

I hadn’t noticed, but during my rape Victor had returned and he was
taking pictures of the entire scene. He instructed me to wash my face
and ass before my next “Lover”.

I hadn’t thought of these men as lovers.

Moments later my third rapist entered the room. He was a fat, black
cook. I was ordered to sit up on the edge of the bed as he dropped his
slacks, pulled down yellow boxer shorts and exposed a small penis
buried in the fat of his lower abdomen. He fondled himself and
chuckled, “You suck me off good honky fuck! Armando cum in your white
trash mouth you mother fucker!”

As Victor was clicking frames I complied with my orders.

I put my mouth on his penis and began to suck. It took a long time
before he grew hard, but he moaned and groaned as if he was ready to
explode any minute! I could taste the sweat and salt of his unwashed
body and the musky smell of his filthy crotch! “Suck me you white
trash queer! Suck Armando dry! Oh yes! Oh yes!” He kept repeating the
same phrase over and over! I worked hard, but he wouldn’t cum! He
began to slap my head and curse! My jaw grew sore, but I couldn’t
relax. Finally, he jerked! I felt him spasm and then he spilled his
small about of cum into my mouth! He kept pumping as if he had a
gallon, but he was dry. Finally he pulled away, slapped me across the
face, sending me down onto the cot screaming “Filthy fucking queer
pig! I piss on your white ass, you son-of-a-bitch!” With that he let
another torrent of yellow piss flow onto my face and all over the rest
of my body!

My next rapist was a thin Mexican or some sort of Hispanic man. He was
lean and looked gay. He smiled at me and asked if this was my first
time. I nodded affirmatively and he chuckled. Then he unzipped his
pants and out came the longest, thickest, most beautiful cock I could
have ever imagined. He instructed me to kiss it. I saw Victor
continuing to take pictures. I cupped the head of his penis in my
hand, lifted it to my lips and kissed it tenderly. He then lifted his
penis and told be to kiss and lick his balls! Oh god they were so
swollen, so large so fucking beautiful. If I was a queer, and I was
beginning to believe I was, I wanted a lover with these attributes. As
I pulled back from him I looked up and said; “You are so beautiful!”

He smiled at me and stroked my face as Victor laughed. “You two queers
were made for each other!”

“Pay no attention to Victor. He fucks boys too, but he thinks he’s not
like us.”

“(Us? Us?)” My mind was racing. “Us”. He thinks I’m gay too. Oh God
he’s right isn’t he! I am gay! I am a queer! I’m a homosexual! Oh
Jesus! Being raped is one thing, but acknowledging the fact that I
really am queer!

He told me his name was Jamie and told me I could suck his dick for a
while, if I liked. Oh Jesus God, I liked! I sucked and fondled and
caressed. It was a beautiful cock and I loved sucking it! I thought of
Mattie being fucked and I wished she could have been here to see me
devour this beautiful young boy. I could hear Victor clicking off
shots with his camera but I didn’t care.

When he was ready to fuck me, Jamie lifted my head up and kissed me on
the lips, forcing my mouth open and exploring my mouth with his
tongue. I instinctively responded. I was being made love to by a man!
A beautiful young man! Finally he stood up and told me to lie on my
back on the cot. I complied. He lifted my legs up on his shoulders and
placed his penis at the entrance to my rectum. “You ask Jamie to fuck
you, yes?”

“Huh?” I responded.

“Jamie not rape. Jamie fuck for pleasure of both. You ask Jamie to
fuck you! You tell Jamie ‘I am gay, I want Jamie to fuck me good’,
Yes?”

After a long moment of looking up into his deep almond eyes, soft
facial features and dark black hair I felt a smile cross my face. “Yes
Jamie, Yes! Fuck me Jamie! Fuck my queer ass butt real good!” I tried
to lift and spread my legs even further to allow him total and
complete penetration of my rectum!

He fucked my ass with the vigor that I had hoped to fuck Mattie on our
wedding night. Oh God he was wonderful! I wished I was a woman and he
could make me pregnant! His beautiful penis slammed in and out of my
rectum, as sweat poured from his body! I was in heaven! Unlike the fat
cook, it felt like he had gallons of sperm when he finally exploded in
my ass! Lowering my legs and moving up my body, he wiped my face with
his cock spreading shit and his cum all over it. Then, like Victor, he
instructed me to clean his penis with my mouth! His penis was so big I
couldn’t get it all in my mouth so he held it up and instructed me to
lick the under side and his balls clean! His balls were huge and I
ache to cradle them in my hands and feel the texture! I ran my tongue
against the swollen hairy sacks and found myself kissing them! I was
doing every thing a good queer submissive should do for his master! I
kissed his penis and ran my tongue up and down the shaft!

“You like Jamie?”

I didn’t think before responding, but heard myself saying, “Oh yes,
God, you have such a beautiful penis! I’ve never seen such large round
balls! Would you like me to suck it again? I’ll make you come again!
Please let me suck it some more!”

He turned around and put his rectum towards my face. “No, I like queer
old man to lick my ass!” He placed his rectum in my face and my tongue
reached our to taste the dark brown tunnel. I licked him as I fondled
myself. He was so beautiful, but even though my cock was burning with
excitement I couldn’t get an erection. Then, suddenly, he then blew a
juicy fart in my face, splattering droplets of shit on my face! He
laughed, climbed off me, and left.

I had to move my bowels and I couldn’t wait any longer so I went over
to the commode. The next man came in before I finished. He cursed at
me as he took out his penis and proceeded to piss on me as I sat on
the toilet! He aimed at my face and told me to drink! I had a turd
hanging out of my ass and couldn’t move! My face was soaked and the
hot urine ran down my chest and stomach soaking the gray hairs that
covered my body! He then kicked me in the stomach! As I doubled over
he picked me up and turned me around, pushing my head into the toilet
and shoving my face into my shit water! As I struggled for breath he
buried his penis in my ass and fucked me! I managed to pull my head
out of the water and brace myself with my hands on the side of the
bowl as he pissed into my rectum! When he had finished he pushed my
head back into the water and ordered me to drink! I was crying and
begging him to have mercy, but he just laughed and cursed me as a
“Stupid shit-eating gringo, queer!”

As he left I collapsed on the floor sick of my own smell, the foul
taste in my mouth and filled with rectal pain.

The next man found me lying on the floor in pain. He cursed me and
kicked me then he straddled my head, masturbating until he dumped
thick globs of white and yellow cum on my face!

One after another they came and took their pleasure with me. I had no
idea how many there were. They didn’t seem to care that I was covered
with piss and shit! They fucked me, beat me and ordered me to suck
their cocks! I tried to wash off my face a few times, but soon I grew
to tired and too sore to move. I worked my way to the cot and fell on
my face. I remember vomiting over the edge before I passed out. I
vaguely recall men and women coming into the room. Occasionally one of
my captures would douse me with a bucket of cold water.

There was one woman who slapped me back into consciousness until I
responded. She then straddled my face, calling me a “Dirty, queer
slut!” and proceeded to shit on my face and then soaked her excrement
with her piss! She smeared her waste all over my face laughing and
spitting on me!

Finally, when I woke up, Victor was sitting in the chair smoking a
cigarette. He smiled and said, “Mr. Kenny get fucked good on his
honeymoon?” He chuckled a deep menacing laugh.

I was filled with cum and having consumed what seemed like gallons of
piss and shit, my ass bleeding and sore, Victor pulled me off the cot
and shoved me toward the sink! He ordered me to wash up. My adventure
into homosexual depravity had ended. At least for this night.

I washed the urine and shit off my body, but the smell lingered in my
nostrils. I slipped into my white slacks, shirt and jacket. It was
hard to move, the pain in my rectum and throughout my body from being
kicked and abused was rampant. Victor finally opened the door and
shoved me out into the corridor and back towards my suite.

I could feel the wetness of blood seeping from my asshole. Glancing at
my watch I saw it was after 4 a.m. As Victor pushed me down the
corridor I recognized all too familiar faces. Some smiled, some swore
at me and one spit on me. I wanted to go slower, but Victor showed
little compassion and kept pushing and pulling me.

Finally, we arrived at my cabin suite. He inserted his pass key card
into the lock and opened the door. Thad and Carlos were asleep on the
couch, locked in each other’s arms. We entered the bedroom and Victor
turned on the lights. Mattie was sleeping in the arms of Mustafa. God
she was beautiful! As the light split the darkness, Mustafa raised his
head. He smiled and shook Mattie awake.

Mattie opened her bleary eyes and stared at the two of us for a long
moment before speaking; “Oh God, it’s you! Well… ahhh…”

“Victore, Ma’am.”

“Yes, of course, Victor. Well, how did he do?”

“Quite well, Ma’am, if I do say so myself. I believe we have a brand
new queen on board!”

Wiping the sleep from her eyes she continued; “He got fucked? You
found someone to fuck him?”

“Fourteen, Yes Ma’am.”

“Holy shit! Fourteen?

“Yes Ma’am, counting myself Ma’am. And may I say he has real promise
Ma’am.”

“Did they all fuck him?”

“They had their own way of finding pleasure with him Ma’am.”

“Yes? Yes?”

“Maybe Mr. Kenny should tell you Ma’am,” He replied pushing me forward
towards the two lovers in bed.

“No, please!” I begged.

“Common Kenny, tell me! What did you do? Was it fun? Did you like it?”

“Mattie, please!”

“Jesus, you think I’m not going to find out? C’mon, out with it!”

“Well, I had to… you know….”

“No, I don’t know, what?”

“Cock Mattie! I had to suck cock! That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?”

“Oh God, I wish I could have been there to see it!”

“I took pictures Ma’am.” Victor said with obvious pride. “I can have
them for you this afternoon. Of course there is a nominal…”

Mattie didn’t let him finish. “Who gives a shit what it cost! Damn,
I’m dying to see them!”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Go on Kenny, tell me more! What else did you do? What did they do?”

“Do I have to Mattie?”

“Goddamn it! Of course you have to! This is going to cost you a
fortune; you might as well fill me in on all the gory details! Tell me
did you like it? Was it a real kick? How did it feel to be fucked in
the ass? Oh God, I wish I could have seen you suck a big black cock!
Jesus, this is exciting!”

“They peed on me.”

“Ohhhhh… They pissed on you? Oh god this is better than I had
hoped!”

“And in him, I may add.” Victor interjected.

“In him? They piss in your faggot mouth, Kenny?”

“Yes.”

“And in his rectum.” Victor again interrupted.

“No shit? They gave you a piss enema? You got pictures Victor?”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“They ahhhh… also did the other thing on and in your husband Ma’am.”

“The other thing?”

“Yes Ma’am!”

“Shit? They shit on him?”

“And in him Ma’am. Mr. Kenny is a real shit eater Ma’am!”

“And you got pictures?”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Name your fucking price Victor! Oh this is too, too fucking great!
What was it like Kenny? What the fuck was it like to eat shit you
perverted motherfucker? Oh God this is so much better than I had hoped
for! Pictures! Jesus can you imagine how much fun I’m going to have
showing them to all your stuffy fucking friends! Oh Motherfucking
shit! Who would have believed?”

“Mattie please, I’m…I’m bleeding!”

“Bleeding?”

Victor turned me around and lifted my jacket to expose my blood soak
slacks.

“Oh God that makes me so fucking hot! Oh Honey, how did it feel to be
raped? Did they hurt you real bad?”

“Couple kicked him and slapped him around quite a bit. They don’t
really like Americans that much and this was too much of an
opportunity to pass up.” Victor explained.

“Did he cry out? Did he scream?”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Oh Jesus, I wish I had been there!”

“One man beat him up pretty bad and then stuck his head in the toilet
and made him eat his own shit while he fucked him and then pissed up
his rectum.” Victor went on to explain.

Mattie was fingering her clitoris as she begged for more clarity. “You
liked it didn’t you? Didn’t you, you faggot fuck?”

I turned back toward her and heard myself scream, “YES! Goddamit, YES!
I enjoyed it! I enjoyed knowing that my humiliation would excite you!
I enjoyed knowing that I was being forced to subject myself to abuse
and humiliation. And… YES, I enjoyed sucking cock, being fucked and
being forced to eat shit and drink piss! Happy? Are you fucking happy
now? You bitch! You motherfucking bitch!”

Silence fell upon the room for a very long moment. Finally, Mattie let
a smile cross her lips as she said; “Well, my little homo has a little
gumption after all.”

Victor leaned forward and in a loud whispering voice added: “I think
we touched a nerve. I think your husband fell in love with a cute boy
from Cancun.”

“Really?” Mattie was enthralled by the revelation. “Why you old dog
you!”

“He did ask me for seconds and I do believe our boy Jamie made a
lasting impression on your husband.”

“Tell me more.” Mattie urged.

“You want to tell her about Jamie, or should I?” Victor asked of me.

I didn’t respond; the confession I had just expressed still rang in my
ears. I could not believe I had heard myself make such a confession.

“Well, Mr. Kenny begged a young man aboard ship, who works as a
purser, to fuck him. Even begged him to make him pregnant! Then he
suck him off, licked his balls and sucked his ass until Jamie blew a
big one right in his face!”

“I knew it! I fucking knew it! My little old Kenny is a fucking faggot
queen! Son-of-a-bitch! You cocksucking, shit eating, piss drinking old
faggot! I knew it, but I didn’t know you would go that fucking far!
You old slut! I’ll be a motherfucker!”

“You don’t understand!”

“Oh, I think we understand.” Mattie responded.

“Jesus Mattie, I never would have if you hadn’t forced me into…. One
after another they came! They fucked me, beat me, shit on me! They
didn’t give a damn about me they only wanted to gratify their lust or
their hate! Then, in came Jamie. He was so sweet. So, so fucking
beautiful! His cock is something I can only dream about. He makes
Mustafa’s look like a baby! His balls, Jesus, you should have seen and
felt and tasted his balls! I swear to God they were big enough to be
on a bull or a horse! Christ, they were beautiful. And Jamie. He was
so gentle. So fucking kind. He said he wouldn’t rape me if I asked him
to fuck me, so I did! I asked him to fuck me and… and…and it was
good! It was motherfucking good! Jesus, if I could have a baby I would
love to have his! Anybody would. He was so smooth…His eyes so deep
and beautiful… his body was like Adonis. Lean and muscular and
tight! Yes! I liked it! I fucking loved it Mattie and I’d let him fuck
me again right now! I’d eat his shit and worship his asshole if he’d
allow me! Fuck you Mattie! Fuck you!”

Mattie rolled back onto the bed laughing hysterically! When she caught
a breath she told Victor to go to the second draw of the dresser and
take out two thousand dollars. She said it was worth every penny of
it. Victor complied, thanked Mattie and left our suite.

Amid her continued laughter Mattie told me to go take a bath and get
rid of my soiled slacks. I ran a hot tub and sank into the warm soapy
solution. Within minutes I was fast asleep.

When I awoke it was daylight and the water had turned ice cold. I
slipped out of the tub, my body filled with pain. I dried myself off
and made my way into the bedroom. No one was there and the bed was
still a mess. I made my way to the living room area and found it also
empty, but there was a note on the desk from Mattie:

Hello Kenny, I’m so glad you had a good time last night! The box on
the desk is Tampons, you might want to stick one up your new pussy-ass
if you are still bleeding, we girls have to stick together and help
each other from time to time!

Oh I wish I could have been there to see all the fun! I’m going to
pick up the photos at 1:00 from Victor. He called and said they turned
out beautiful! He made several copies! The boys are as anxious as me
to see them.

Sweetie, I’m moving in with Mustafa, I hope you understand, you being
a homo and all. It just doesn’t seem right for a decent girl to shack
up with an old queen who’s on the prowl for cock! You sly old devil
you! Now you can invite your gay friends in for the rest of the
cruise! Listen, I know you will understand, but if we see each other
on deck, let’s just pretend we don’t know each other, okay? God forbid
anyone else knows I married an old queen who not only sucks cock and
takes it up the ass, but also eats poop and drinks pee! Ish! You are
so disgusting Kenny! It’s a shame the people at home don’t really know
you for who you really are. But, maybe I can enlighten them, given the
pictures and all…. I’m going to destroy you Kenny, you know that
don’t you! If not, you should.

Listen, I think when we do get home we should think about a divorce.
Doesn’t have to be messy. I think we can resolve everything in a
reasonable manner, don’t you? We can spend the rest of the honeymoon
thinking about the settlement. My thoughts are simple, I’ll trade you
the pictures for, let’s say….everything you own! Sounds like a plan
to me!

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