Everyone wants a piece of Billy Royce!

"You didn't...finish?" Peggy said.

Billy laughed, low and throaty. "Hey, it was good for me," he said. He turned back to Peter and Sally on the bed, who lay together on their sides as they recovered from their rockstar orgasms. "Now I supposed I could take care of myself. But I wouldn't mind a little help. You in? Anybody else? Hell, everybody? Everyone want a piece of me?"

Peggy grinned at Billy. "I'm in!" she said. Jim Walker nodded his head and stepped forward. Peter and Sally shook off their blissful daze and sat up. Sandy looked up hopefully, then poked her head into the front room of the cruise ship cabin to see if Hank and Veevee were interested. They were.

"Hey hey, it's the whole gang," Billy said. "I'm touched, truly." He laughed. "It's gonna be epic. Or tragic. Either way I get to write a song."

After seeing expressions of surprise from Jim and Peter, and The Look from Peggy and Sally, Billy clarified.

"You've heard my songs," he said. "I don't spill any secrets. At least not 'longside any names or places."

Satisfied that he'd mollified his everybody-jump-on-Billy partners, he continued.

"So if everyone's in, let me tell you what I like," Billy said. "Can't recall having quite so many all at once. So how about this..." Billy laid out what would feel good for folks using hands, mouth, cocks, cunts, and asses in and around his person and under his gaze. "Not too much kissing on the mouth, now, maybe till I'm ready to jizz off. But I wouldn't mind some interesting bits to suck on."

After some moving about of people and strategic rearrangement of sheets and surfaces in the cruise ship bedroom, Billy Royce found himself at the center of the whole scene, the man of the hour, the screwed-blued-and-tattooed guest of honor.

Billy lay on his side on the bed, his head toward the edge. Peter stood next to Billy's head, offering Billy his latex-and-semen flavored cock to Billy's lips. Peter started soft, but quickly twitched, swelled, and firmed up as Billy sucked. Jim Walker stood by his son Peter, a hand on Peter's shoulder, waiting for a turn. Peggy parked herself at the head of the bed, her knees spread and open for attention from Billy's fingers. Sandy Wise, dazzled by Billy and the whole scene, nevertheless knelt by the bed near Billy's hips, stretching her mouth to take in Billy's cock head. Veevee and Sally worked alongside Sandy, holding up Billy's upper leg so Veevee could suck his heavy balls and Sally could kiss and lick his ass. Hank knelt on the bed close behind Billy's back, rubbing the tip of his renewed erection across Billy's shoulder and upper arm. From time to time, Billy would reach a thickly tattooed arm back and give Hank's cock a squeeze, or maybe a few strokes.

Billy tried to give the folks a good time. He managed to get Peggy to come on his fingers and Peter to come in his mouth before Sandy, Veevee, and Sally's combined oral efforts on Billy's cock, balls, and ass added up enough to get Billy's love gun ready to fire.

Billy growled as he fell into the clutches of the climax that they all had worked so hard to get for him. Billy's cock root twitched, his balls tightened, his cock head swelled in Sandy's mouth. Peter's girlfriend took Billy Royce's hot load in her mouth just a few minutes after Billy had taken Peter's load down his own throat. Sally had been jilling herself all along, and when she heard Billy growl, his body tensing in just that way, Sally jilled quicker and set herself off, coming as her tongue licked Billy's winking, twitching asshole. Veevee kept Billy's balls in her mouth, sucking gently as they pulsed with seed as Billy came. Jim Walker took a step back, reclaiming his cock when Billy opened his mouth to groan with pleasure. Hank eased closer, jacking his foreskin on and off his cock head, and shot his load all over Billy's face, an act Billy had previously okayed.

Veevee and Peggy eased Billy onto his back and coaxed another hard-on out of Billy by sucking and stroking. "Hey, who wants it?" Billy asked.

Peggy claimed Billy's erection, straddling the naked, tattooed rock star who lay on the bed, his long dark hair fanned out across the pillow. A couple extra squirts of lube were needed to make the docking smooth, as Billy's monster stretched Peggy open.

Veevee stayed close, using both hands to pleasure Billy and Peggy. While Peggy rode Billy's cock, Veevee had one hand working Billy's balls and the other with a lubed finger tickling Peggy's ass. Veevee caressed them as they fucked until Peggy's voice, then Billy's, rose in orgasm.

Veevee kissed Peggy's left and right butt cheeks and gently withdrew her hands, letting Peggy collapse forward across Billy's chest.

By that time, the impromptu afternoon sex party on the first day of the cruise had faded toward people wanting showers and naps before cocktail hour.

"I'll surely see you folks around," Billy said. He chuckled. "Maybe you can give me a ride home after my concert in a couple of evenings. I still don't know my way around this floating fuck factory."

Sally laughed. "A likely story," she said.