Honeymoon Cruise (4)

Once again, I awoke first the next morning. Laying in bed, Brian spooned up behind me, I watched the first light of the sun begin to illuminate the horizon through the cabin window as I contemplated my current reality. I, a straight man (until recent events!), had agreed to be the bottom boyfriend of Brian, my Alpha top who had befriended me, seduced me, and made me his bitch. I would have been freaking out, but the pleasure I had experienced with him as he fucked me could not be ignored. I had discovered that I liked getting fucked, and so here I was, naked in my "boyfriend's" bed, his muscular arm wrapped around me, his hairy chest pressed against my back, and his soft dick cradled in the crack of my ass. 

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