Barnaby worked on a fishing boat that would sometimes be at sea for extended periods of time. Sucking cock had become common place on the Mary Ann out of Bonita Springs, Florida. Barnaby had been the recipient of many good blow jobs and had developed into a very good cocksucker himself. captain Jim actually preferred Barnaby over any of the other crew.
Captain Jim had a very big cock and Barnaby was the only member of the crew that could deep throat it. Even the Captain's wife, Big Nose Kate, could not swallow that monster.
Fishing was slow so this would not be an extended trip depending on how long the ice would last. The fish of choice were grouper, tuna, sea trout and finally flounder.
Settling down for the night, the captain was sporting a boner and normally would get a nice BJ before nodding off, but this night he was going to fuck a nice tight ass. And Barnaby was the chosen one.
Barnaby felt the captain join him on the hard deck floor. He assumed the captain was looking for a blow job. Barnaby was more than willing to suck the captain off, but was surprised to hear the captain say, "Tonight I'm going to fuck you Barnaby."
It was not as if Barnaby was an anal virgin, but the captain had never expressed a desire to fuck him. He seemed to prefer young Frenchy. Barnaby had even fucked Frenchy, who was a lousy cocksucker, but very good fuck. Sex was in the air.
When the captain began slipping his cock onto Barnaby's tight ass, another cock was also being slipped between Barnaby's lips. The poor lad was about to be spit roasted. Little did Barnaby know it was first mate Steve that was face fucking him. At first Barnaby did not recognize the cock in his mouth, but s a simple matter of deduction told him it had to be the first mate. With a hard thrust the captain's whole cock buried in Barnaby's bowels. As the pain eased, a warm wonderful feeling over took Barnaby. A cock was sawing in and out his ass as another cock was sawing in and out of his mouth. Barnaby was being spit roasted.