I tried to force it to be rational, but nothing happened. I just lay there in stupor. The first thing I realized was that it was not my bed. It was fa... too large, soft, and smelled too good to be mine. Then I got this feeling that I wasn’t alone. Maybe it was the odd perfume, or after shave, it was hard to tell the difference, that gave it away. Maybe it’s the breathing that wasn’t coming from me, or maybe it was the feel of skin pressed against my naked ass. That Sunday morning it was. I started for the bathroom but stopped on the way and checked my email again. I had several more emails containing more of those nasty pictures. They were just more of the same, except that this time, there were several extreme close-ups, close-ups of my intimate body parts, and more of my mouth sliding down over their cocks or my tongue licking their balls.The last email, however, contained no pictures. It was from Jordan. The pictures had all been sent by Bryan. I noticed that there were. The dirty old fart could've at least spared one of the girls to accompany you. Fuck, the old man would probably die if one of them even just flashed her tits at him."Yeah," you force a smile back. "I'm gonna go below deck and take a 'break'."The captain laughs. "That's the second break today! To be a young man again! We'll we won't disturb ya, just clean up as usual."You force another smile and head down. You pull out your laptop, fire up a random porno clip, and take your 'break'. Shit, even. "Ben and Hannah sat down next to us and heard what she said. "Barbie, how many loads do you have in you this morning?" She looked surprised."We stopped while running and he put two loads up my butt out in the park. It felt so good and dirty." She grinned at our brother and his girl.Hannah smiled back. Ben grinned. "You're turning into a real butt slut, Sis." I love for Kenny to fuck my ass." I moved slightly and she groaned. "Everything he does with that cock feels good. He can have me in any.