“Help me here, bro, what’s a rent-boy?” Reggie asked, confused.“It’s the usual term for male prostitute.” Theo countered, before concludin..., “I simply like having sex with married guys, simple as that.”Reggie bourbon disappeared in an instant before another one was ordered. It also amused Theo to observe the wedding ring on Reggie’s finger being spun around in an agitated manner.“Wow, you learn new things every day,” Reggie finally uttered, before he attacked his next glass of bourbon.Subtlety,. But through the lust which tore my legs apart, which sent my free hand toward the hardness that signifies male excitement, male lust, I remembered my Mom's earnest warning."Do you have any condoms?"And so my fate was sealed, my Rubicon ready, even anxious to be crossed, innocence forever to be surrendered to the youngest brother of my maternal grandfather, a lecherous man whose entreaties would soon be realized. He was in reality a dirty old man and I was a child just hours away from her. When we got back to our ship we went to one of the lounges and had a couple of drinks. By then it was really late so I took her back to her cabin.She kissed me goodnight and I asked her to spend the next day with me. The ship would be moving so of course everyone would have to stay onboard. She agreed to meet me in the lounge at noon. We kissed again and I headed back to my cabin.When I opened the door Oz and his bedmate were fast asleep. I could see a half empty bottle of rum so I figured they. I'm in so much trouble."Honey you can't stop it once it starts. It's bad for you" mom states in a sweet motherly tone. She reaches down and starts stroking my cock lovingly in long luxurious strokes, using the small amount of cum drooling from the tip and my sisters cum, which I'm bathed in, to lubricate her hand. My orgasm quickly kicks back into high gear and my hips jerk involuntarily as a thick stream of cum is ejected from my twitching cock and splats audibly right between my sisters.