I told the girls that they needed to start working out also. I knew it would be difficult for Abby with her broken arm, but she would have to try. The... would wear the sweats for exercise in the gym.After all of this, it was time for bed. The girls were ready as they were both horny again. I knew we were going to have to work out a schedule, or they were going to kill me. What a way to go though. I managed to keep them to once each with me, and then they did each other while I watched.The next. ”June’s voice took on a rough edge. “I guess that’s okay then, but could you guys get by with a rain check. Leave us a number and I'll call you." What kind of hard day has she had?" The dark haired guy asked, curiosity infecting his voice."How many blow jobs was it Love?" Eleven," The croak in her voice got stronger."Some of them were bigger than you two. I guess you can hear the after effects. I need a drink and a rest but we're here for a few more days. I really will call you." Who were these. " He straightened up and looked around, and when no one was looking, he walked away.What was that? I thought. Was the sea captain's son flirting with me? Was he gay? I watched him walk away, staring at his cute butt. Was I gay, for that matter? Yes.By early evening, after we hit the high seas and after dinner, Simon came and found me in my cabin quarters reading a book. He knocked on the door, opened it and stepped inside."Yes, sir?" I said, getting to my feet and saluting.Simon smiled at me. The freedom afforded to his hand by the loosening of her belt allowed him to push his hand deeper, into the valley of her groin, palm on her thigh but the merest touch of skin on engorged pubis. Her hands, given freedom by his actions pushed under the coarse material of his jeans and began a search of their own, travelling over his thigh, outside to in, always the hint of more erotic contact but both wanting to extend the anticipation. His will broke, his hand slowly but decisively eased.