Just a quick detour

Making their way to his cabin, Jenna noticed that everyone else was walking in the opposite direction toward the theatre. She turned to K-T and suggested they use the hot tub on the top deck. “But I don’t have a swimsuit” K-T countered. Jenna responded that it wouldn’t be an issue since everyone would be at the show, that they would be alone on the deck. They could relax for a little while, and head back to his cabin before the show ended.

They got up to the deck and didn’t see a single person around. Jenna set up at a deck chair and kicked off her shoes before pulling her dress over her head revealing a black bikini underneath. She walked the 20 feet to the hot tub, ascended the stairs and slowly stepped into the water as she got used to the temperature. After she had sat down, she looked over at K-T and called him to join her. He looked around to make sure the coast was clear before whipping his shirt over his head and running to the tub with his boner slapping back and forth against his thighs. He quickly sat down in the water not giving himself a chance to adjust to the hot water.

K-T was very nervous and kept looking around to make sure they stayed alone on the deck. After a few minutes, he started to calm down and relax in the water. They continued their soak while casually chatting and not paying attention to the time. Each time K-T said something entertaining, Jenna would make some physical contact. Either touching his arm, his thigh, or rubbing her foot on his leg. This combined with her breasts barely contained in her bikini sitting at the top of the water kept him unbearably hard the entire time.

All of a sudden, the doors to the elevator lobby opened and a massive group of women started pouring out onto the deck. Panicking, K-T looked over at his and Jenna’s clothes piled on the chair 20 feet away. “I guess the show finished” Jenna stated. K-T was still frantically looking around when a couple of girls came up to the side of the tub and started talking to Jenna. Apparently, the ship was setting off some fireworks, and everyone was coming up to watch.

At this point, the deck was packed with women when Megan came up to the hot tub and notified K-T and Jenna that they had to get out during the fireworks because it was a safety hazard. K-T asked if she could get him a towel, but Megan let him know that the towel rack was empty, but he could just air dry during the fireworks. As she walked away with an enormous grin on her face knowing K-T was naked, she saw his shirt laying on the chair and was tempted to stealthily grab it, but decided against it.

Jenna stood up to get out, and her swimsuit bottoms slid down a little bit exposing part of her butt. This became too much for K-T and he struggled to prevent himself from orgasming. Just as the first firework went off, everyone started looking up into the sky and K-T tried to use the distraction to get up and run for his shirt. He stood up and ran down the steps of the tub and across to his shirt. Halfway, he slipped on the wet deck and fell backward. The loud noise of hitting the ground got the attention of everyone around him. As his boner flopped up and hit his stomach, he couldn’t stop the eruption from coming. While the center of attention, K-T shot jet after jet of cum into the air coordinating with the fireworks exploding above. By the time he came down from his orgasm, he was coated from head to dick in cum.

When he realized that all of the flashes were from cameras and not just the fireworks, he quickly stood up and grabbed his shirt before pulling it over his head. Still being wet from the hot tub and covered in cum caused the shirt to become soaked and stick to his body. The light fabric when wet became transparent rendering it useless for protection from prying eyes. K-T turned and ran from the deck and down to his cabin while Jenna called out behind him to wait.

He made it back to his room without any further issue and pulled off his soaked and sticky shirt. He tried to wash the jizz out as best he could in the sink, but could not find anywhere to hang it to dry. He stepped out onto his balcony and draped it over the railing to dry overnight. He went back into his room and took his only full-size towel and used it to wipe the hardening cum off of his body and dry himself off. He crawled into bed, and wished for his trip to end soon before drifting off to bed.