Peter wants it simple.

"Simple I guess," Peter Walker said. "Just me and Hank."

Veevee smiled. She'd get a better view. The string of Peter's "Congratulations Graduate" balloon brushed her cheek. She steered it off to the side with one hand, then finished rolling the condom down to the golden hairs at the base of Peter's penis.

"Pete, hope it doesn't disappoint you if I go soft when you're inside me," Hank said. "It can be hard for me to keep an erection when I'm receiving. But don't worry, it still feels good."

Veevee laughed. "And it looks so cute when Hank's penis swings around when he's getting fucked," she said. She gave Peter's cock a gentle squeeze. "Okay, get up, let's get you arranged." She laid a towel on the couch and directed her husband to get on hands and knees lengthways, then had Peter kneel behind him. She laid her cheek against her husband's butt and looked at Peter's latex-covered penis, then smiled up at his face. "I purely love getting boys together," she said. She gave her husband's thicker penis a squeeze. It was warm and firm in her hand, and she stroked the foreskin on and off his broad cock head. She took Peter's cock in her other hand and stroked it gently.

Veevee looked over at Peter's girlfriend Sandy Wise. The tanned young woman with sun-streaked blonde hair was watching with a sparkle in her eye. She resembled a sweeter-faced, less voluptuous version of her big sister Peggy. "Just a sec, boys, let me get the lube," she said. She squeezed Hank's and Peter's cocks before she rose. As she returned, she whispered something to Sandy, who smiled and nodded.

Veevee snapped a latex glove onto one hand and squeezed lube onto the fingers, rubbing them against the palm to warm them up. She stroked lube up and down Peter's cock, adding more, and drizzling some extra on the head. Then she repeated the process with her husband's anus, rubbing it round with her gloved fingers. "Mmm, feels good, honey?" she asked. Hank nodded. Beads of lube glistened on his sparse golden hair. "How long has it been since you've had a man up there, hon?"

"A couple months," Hank said. "Don't be surprised if the back door squeaks, it hasn't been getting much use. I've been the pork-er rather than the pork-ee lately."

Veevee laughed. She'd enjoyed watching Hank mount those other men. "Well, let's put that to rights then," she said. "You ready to give my man the porking he needs, Peter?" she asked.

Peter broke up in a laugh. "I guess," he replied.

She took Peter's penis and held it between Hank's buttocks, sliding it up and down until it was on target.

"There," Hank said. "Press a little, Pete. Now just hold there for a minute, breathe deeply." Hank breathed deeply himself, relaxed, concentrated, then bore down slightly. There was a little squeak as he passed wind around Peter's cock head, then Peter's cock plunged inside.

"Oh wow!" Peter said. Suddenly it was hot around his cock head and Hank's anal ring was halfway up his shaft. "Gary said it was going to feel good when I got a turn on top."

"Gary said?" Veevee said, surprised. "Peter honey, has my Gary been doing you?" She'd thought her son's sexual activities were exclusively oriented toward worship of his own penis and the female body.

"Oh, yeah," Peter said. "Gary and I get together a lot. I like having his cock in my ass. Ahhhh," he sighed.

"Why Peter! I had no idea!" Veevee said.

"Gary's been fucking you, Pete?" Hank asked in surprise. He looked round at the young man whose cock was half-shaft-deep in his ass.

"Yeah, Gary's been doing me about a year," Peter told Gary's father. "We suck each other too."

Hank flashed on the mental image of his son Gary orgasming with his cock deep in Peter's ass. Hank's body felt warm all over, and Peter's penis, slim as it was, felt big in Hank's ass.

"I got to watch Gary and Peter once," Sandy said. "It was hot. And this is great!" She smiled at her boyfriend as he kneeled, poised behind Hank's buttocks.

"Go ahead and start fucking me if you like, Peter," Hank said. "I can feel your cock is nice and hard." Hank's own erection had sagged to half-mast.

"Thanks Mr. Menard...Hank," Peter corrected himself. He looked down to where his penis entered the older man's body between his firmly muscled buttocks. Below Peter's cock, Hank's cock root traced down for a few inches to where his pink balls dangled down. Peter started moving his hips, pressing forward and pulling back. Hank sighed, and Peter groaned, feeling the heat and tightness on his penis. "Wow," Peter said.

"Get him, Pete, get him!" Sandy cheered as her boyfriend's shaft stroked in and out of another man's rear end for the first time.

Veevee laughed. "Giddy-up, Peter!" she said. "Pork him good!"

Hank moaned as Peter's strokes became faster and deeper inside him.

Sandy rose and went to the cruise ship's small bedroom, summoning Peter's parents Jim and Sally. They entered quietly so as not to disturb Peter. When they took in the scene, they smiled broadly, seeing their new college graduate son achieving his next milestone in joining their swinging lifestyle -- mounting and balling their good friend Hank as Jim had done many times.

Peter was good for about three minutes of thrusting before he started showing signs of impending orgasm. His face and chest gradually flushed pink, his excitement showing on his naturally fair skin. His nipples swelled erect. His head tilted back and his mouth sagged open as his breaths came fast and deep. Hank's cock bounced with Peter's thrusts as the young man plowed his ass.

"Hank I'm gonna come!" Peter warned, slowing down.

"No, keep with it, Pete," Hank encouraged. "Don't stop. Fuck me through your come. You'll come harder. I can take it." Hank noticed Jim and Sally had arrived to watch. His soft cock started swelling again. The attention of their eyes felt like warm light on his side.

"Yeah, Pete, give it to him!" Sandy chimed in.

Veevee held herself still, barely breathing as she watched Peter hovering on the edge of orgasm as he fucked her husband.

A gurgle sounded in Peter's throat. His buttocks tightened and his hips drove forward by themselves, thrusting his cock deep into Hank's ass, one, two, three, four... Peter moaned, and his cock bucked inside Hank's ass, shooting his seed. His fingers tightened on Hank's firm buttocks and he squeezed his eyes closed as he came, shooting again and again.

Sally and Jim cheered their son and stepped up to the couch. They gently patted his lower back as he paused to rest, senses overloaded, his cock still inside Hank's ass.

"Good work, son!" Jim praised. "You too, Hank." He saw the other man's penis slowly throbbing erect. "Hey, are you getting hard with Peter up inside you, there?" he asked.

"Reckon I am," Hank said. "Usually I go soft if I've got a guy up my back, but I got excited to know you two were watching your boy's first time dicking another man. Good job, Pete!"

Peter's cock softened, and he withdrew with a sigh, collapsing into the corner of the couch. His mother hugged him tight and found a pillow for his head.

Veevee mused on the new knowledge that her son Gary was bisexual, and Peter was one of his lovers. It would be so beautiful to see them together, sucking, fucking, coming. She wondered if Gary's girlfriend knew.

"I got a proposition for you, Hank," Jim said.

"Shoot it at me," Hank said. "We've got some time before dinner. Unless we want to catch early margarita call."

Veevee and Sally laughed.