I Didn't Pay the Ferry-Man! (mm)
by copsucker_99
I catch the ferry to work each day across Sydney Harbour and have been checking out the attendant for some time. You know the guy that throws the rope onto the jetty and pulls the ferry along-side and positions the walkway for all of us to use at each stop. It is usually the same one each day, he's kind of stocky, about 5'8" tall and wears those tight little blue shorts very well indeed.
Some days I could swear that he doesn't wear underwear, as his shorts cling so beautifully to his firm ripe butt. I would sit close to the part where the gang-plank operates so that I could watch him at work, concentrating on his firm butt and strong arms as he pulls on the rope.
Anyway, he sometimes gives me a little smile which I thought was a bit encouraging, so one day I spoke to him I asked him some question about whether he has ever had to jump into the water to save an unfortunate commuter who'd lost their footing while stepping onto the deck. I have often imagined this happening to me, especially on some of those hangover days.
He told me that if people fall in, they just throw the lifebuoy to them and then haul it in, he wouldn't risk his own life to save an idiot like that! His callous comment broke the ice though and we began to talk more and more. I found out his name is Simon and he is 28 year old and lives in Balmain, which is good as he can catch a ferry to work from there.
I wanted to ask him some other vital statistics about how long and thick his cock was, and whether he liked to have it sucked off by an appreciative admirer, but thought I'd proceed with caution at this early stage. I slowly let Simon know, as if he didn't already, that I was gay and that I was pretty interested in showing him a good time if he ever wanted me to. I would just mention a few gay bars and raise some gay-related issues in our as-yet innocent conversations.
It was around Christmas time and I was a little bit tipsy after work, as you get at that time of year, and Simon was on the ferry that delivered me to my wharf. I was feeling especially horny as I hadn't had any sex for a while, and he looked particularly cute this day as he was wearing a Santa hat in true Christmas spirit.
When I got on the ferry, Simon smiled and greeted me warmly. It was all I could do not to reach out and grab him and pull him close to me, shove my tongue down his throat and my hands down his pants, but I resisted the temptation, at least in reality.
My fantasising had caused my cock to begin to grow in my pants, and, feeling brazen, I brushed past Simon, pressing my firm cock against his cute arse and said that I had to go use the toilet, as I'd had a skin-full. I lingered as long as possible in that position and to my amazement and delight, sensed that Simon didn't mind my obvious advances at all, in fact, I felt his butt as he pressed back onto my hard crotch.
I went inside the ferry to the toilet while Simon finished his duties in releasing us from the wharf and securing the rope.
When I got into the toilet, I realised that the only way I was going to get rid of this boner before my stop was to jerk off in the toilet, as I was still unsure whether Simon was going to join me in there, but I was very hopeful. I began to imagine myself down on my knees in front of this hot guy on his ferry, while his workmates were oblivious to us. I began to slowly jerk on my cock as soon as I freed it from the restraint of my suit pants. Within a short time, I heard a gentle tap on the door and knew that it must be Simon.
Gladly, I was not mistaken and as I opened the door, he slipped quickly inside and bolted it to prevent any other passengers from entering.
Without speaking, I pulled spunky Simon to me and grabbed hold of his firm butt with both hands as I pressed my hard, exposed cock against his groin. I could feel a hardening lump in there as I began to kiss Simon's mouth and push my tongue between his lips. It didn't take much to pry them open and soon we were tongue wrestling like crazy and breathing heavily.
I worked open his fly with one hand as I continued to rub his butt with the other. His cock was very eager to say hello and as soon as I got the top button of his shorts undone, it surged forward in full stiffness. I let his shorts fall to his knees as I grabbed hold of that hot rod of flesh and began to feel it's girth and heat against my palm. It felt like a beauty and I dropped to my knees to examine it more closely.
I was thrilled to discover that Simon was uncircumcised and pretty well hung for a guy of his height. He had a fat, veiny eight inch cock with a big purple head pushing through his loose foreskin. His body shuddered as I attempted to swallow the whole fucker.
I managed to get about three quarters of it into my mouth before I gagged a bit and had to release it again. I slurped on the head for a while as I massaged his shaved balls.
It was such a fucking turn on to be sucking this guy's cock on his own ferry, knowing that at any minute we could be sprung by his workmates, and that he didn't care, it was more important to him to get a blow-job right at this minute.
He turned out to be a real dirty talker too, which I like. He kept telling me to suck his fat cock, take his balls, suck his big load right out of there. I managed to keep pace with all of his orders, and initiate a few holds of my own as well. I spun him around at one stage and began to lick his hot arsehole with my tongue, still slippery with his precum. He tasted so good I couldn't believe that it was finally happening!
I jerked on my own cock as I continued to lick his arse and reach through his legs to play with his dangling balls and rock-hard cock. He really dug my tongue action and was moaning quite loudly, which was pretty dangerous, so I spun him back around and took his hot cock back down my throat.
With his arsehole still wet from my saliva, I was now able to slide a finger into his fucking tight hole. I got my middle finger right up to the knuckle into his silky tube. He was getting pretty close to cumming with my mouth on his dick and my finger up his butt, tickling his prostate.
I realised that he was going to cum pretty soon by the way he was panting and thrusting his cock deep into my head. There was no way I was going to miss the opportunity to take this hot load that I'd been dreaming about for months, so I sucked harder and faster, encouraging him to shoot right down my throat.
I was so fucking hot from the thought of taking his load that I was frantically masturbating my own seven inch pole. Within a minute or so, I began to blow my load all over the floor of the toilet, and some of it shot onto Simon's shorts, which were bunched around his feet.
The sight of my own load shooting out of my cock must have triggered Simon's own orgasm and I soon felt that horny feeling of a hot sticky load of man spoof shooting onto my tongue and beyond, right into my guts. I still had one finger up his arse and I felt his hole repeatedly spasming around my knuckle. He must have shot about eight gushes of his beautiful cum into me before I released his fat cock into the air.
Even still it was slowly dribbling the last few drops of cum which fell onto the floor and mixed with my own juice which had fallen moments before.
I licked the last juices from Simon's slowly deflating cock and stood up and kissed him once more, probing my cum-covered tongue into his mouth so that he could taste his own cum. He seemed to enjoy this as he eagerly returned my kiss.
We washed up and dressed, Simon told me that he had been thinking about this for some time. I told him that I had wanted to suck his cock since the first time I'd noticed him on the ferry. He said that he'd suspected that but he wasn't going to take any chances.
I told him that I would do a repeat performance any time he wanted me to, and that maybe next time we should get off the boat and take our time. He agreed and said that he was finishing work early the next day, and asked if I was interested in having a visitor. I couldn't believe it, but of course encouraged him to come over as soon as possible.
He had to exit rather quickly as the ferry was approaching the next stop and he had to get on deck to moor the boat. I stayed in the toilet until I felt that no-one would notice someone else coming out and took my seat on the deck, looking at the wet spot on Simon's butt, which everyone would probably assume that he'd just sat on some water. Only I was aware that it was my cum, clinging to his gorgeous butt, and hopefully the first of many such pools to moisten that smooth skin.
Steven, 32
Meadowbank