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Greetings Loyal Readers and welcome back. Pierce and Drake, along with their shipmate friends Bryce and Blake enjoy a day of scenery, souvenirs, food, birthdays, and each other. Enjoy the journey along with them.
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CHAPTER 47
CRUISE DAY 4-ENDICOTT ARM AND JUNEAU
TUESDAY, AUGUST 11
ON BOARD THE “SAPPHIRE PRINCESS”
<Cabin C-219>
5:45 AM
Blake woke up to the buzzing of his phone, which he had set on the nightstand that was situated on his side of the bed. He quickly turned it off and then turned on the phone’s flashlight. He heard Bryce moan, “What the fuck…”
Blake had set the phone alarm so he could get up early to take pictures as the “Sapphire Princess” made its way through the Endicott Arm, which was essentially a fjord. The Princess Patter, which was the ship’s daily newsletter, had said that the ship would be entering the Arm around 5 am and the sun would be up by 5:45.
“Happy Birthday to you, bro,” Blake told his brother. “Come on out on the balcony with me and take a few tons of pictures of the mountains and hills and whatever.”
“Happy Birthday to you, too, bro,” Bryce yawned. “You go ahead and take all the pictures you want. I’m gonna roll over and go back to sleep unless I can spank your bare ass thirteen times first.”
Blake shook his head. “Bare ass spanking comes tonight.” Bryce grunted and turned over so he could fall back to sleep.
Blake rose from the bed and slipped on yesterday’s underpants, figuring he could change them after he and Bryce showered. He then donned his sweats, a sweatshirt, and his jacket. He picked up his backpack, which had his camera and lens inside, parted the drapes, and opened the sliding glass door to the balcony.
He set the backpack on the small table between the two chairs on the balcony, took out the camera, and went to work taking pictures. He switched his two lenses back and forth depending on what he was photographing. He photographed steep cliffs with troughs cut in them by glaciers, small waterfalls, mountains that still had patches of snow, ice floes, and a Carnival Cruise Lines ship that was also enroute to the glacier.
Blake wished he could take pictures from the Sun Deck so he could view the scenery to either side. But he also liked the privacy of the balcony. After all, he would be seeing that view after the ship turned around and sailed out of the fjord.
Bryce came out on the balcony a little after 6:30. He was wearing his jacket and a pair of boxers and was carrying his camera. “It’s cold out here. And you’ve been out here for an hour?” Bryce said. “Damn bro, that camera has turned you bonkers.” Bryce did take a few pictures, but he was more interested in photographing the geology, especially what had been carved out by glaciers, than he was in photographing the scenery.
Mike Stewart, the ship’s naturalist, had presented lessons on how glaciation and water carved into the rock and gave the hills and mountains their look. To access his lessons and descriptions, the twins turned on their television and set it to “Bridge Camera”, which gave them a view of what was ahead as well as Mike’s interesting and informative talk.
When they reached Dawes Glacier, which was at the end of the 30-mile-long Endicott Arm, Mike explained that often ships couldn’t get close to the glacier because of the ice floes created by the glacier calving. But the floes were small today and spread out as they moved out to sea, so it was safe to come within a half mile of the glacier. The glacier stood up to 600 feet high and was a half-mile wide.
As the ship turned, Blake stood on the balcony taking pictures of the glacier using both of his lenses. When the ship sailed away from the glacier, he cut back on his picture taking. He decided to go more for quality than quantity and looked for formations that were different from what he saw as they sailed toward the glacier. A couple of waterfalls got his full attention as well as Bryce’s.
At 7:30 Helen, their mother, called them. Bryce answered the phone.
“Hi mom, this is Bryce.” The phone readout told him the call was coming from his parents’ phone. He figured it was more likely that the call was from their mom than from their dad, because that was the way things worked in their parenting world.
“Happy Birthday and how did you know it was me calling and not your dad?”
“Magic.”
“Humph. Put your brother on the phone.” Bryce signaled to Blake to take the phone.
“Hi mom,” Blake said.
“Good morning and Happy Birthday. It’s time for you boys to get out of bed and get dressed. We’re leaving for breakfast in fifteen minutes,” Helen said.
“Mom, we’ve been awake for over an hour and a half.”
“You have? There’s no way you boys would get up that early on your own.”
“Well, we did, and we have the pictures to prove it. We’re both dressed and Bryce even showered. I’ve been mega-busy with my camera. I’ll shower after breakfast.”
“You’re a teenager now, so at least slap some deodorant on. I was going to tell you both to shower after breakfast, anyway. Your dad thought you should be able to sleep in some on your birthday.”
He heard his dad call out, “Happy Birthday, boys.”
“Well, we wanted to see the mountains and the waterfalls and the ice and the glacier and take pictures for our birthday. And that’s what we did. We’ll see you in a few.”
“Be here on time.”
“We will,” Blake said and he hung up. “She makes me so mad sometimes. She said to be there on time…sheesh, what did she expect us to do, go swimming first?”
“How about we earn brownie points and get there early,” Bryce said.
“I’m good with that. But we gotta be sure to put our camera batteries on the chargers," Blake said.
"Good thinking, bro," Bryce said. “The way you’ve been taking non-stop pictures you’ve gotta charge yours for sure.” They popped out their battery packs and placed them on their chargers. They then went to their parents’ cabin.
The twins were at their parents’ cabin seven minutes early. Their grandparents were in the cabin, so of course they had to put up with Happy Birthday greetings along with hugs and kisses. As much as they wanted to think otherwise, the boys reveled in the attention they received from their family.
The family headed for the foyer where they would meet up with Walker, Christian, Pierce and Drake.
<Cabin C-104>
Walker and Christian had showered and dressed and were enjoying coffee in the living room. As he usually did each morning, Walker had booted up his laptop to check his emails - there were only two and both were scams. He shut the laptop down.
"What do you say we go outside and walk around the deck for a while," Christian suggested. "There's probably a lot of people out there - we can find out if we've been to the glacier and where we are in the fjord."
"Good idea."
"What about Pierce and Drake?"
"I'd bet they're awake and sharing kisses," Walker smiled. "By the time we get back, their teenage body clocks will have told them it's time to get out of bed."
The two men slipped on their jackets and headed out to the deck. "I have to tell you again how much I'm loving being with you," Christian said with a smile.
"It's my pleasure," Walker replied. "I'm loving having you with me." The two men shared a quick kiss.
Pierce and Drake were snuggled in bed with Pierce's back against
Drake's chest and his ass against Drake's groin. Drake nuzzled his lips over the back of Pierce's neck. "Good morning, Pooka," he whispered.
"Good morning, my love. I feel something thick and warm between my legs."
"It's my morning wood."
Pierce rolled over and faced Drake. Drake kissed him gently and repeatedly on the lips. "A penny for your thoughts," he finally whispered.
"I've got three thoughts," Pierce said with a smile. "First is that I love you very much. After all, you're a man of confidence, culture, taste, refinement, and discernment. What were some of the other bullcrap adjectives you paid Cindy at the Fish House to use on you?"
Drake burst out laughing. "I think you pretty well covered it. She was beautiful." He gave Pierce a kiss. "I love you, too. And your second thought was what?"
"I was thinking that I hope there's a place in Juneau where we can buy some awesome hoodies before we go to the barbecue. Don't forget that one of our plans was to buy souvenir hoodies while we were on the cruise and we haven't done it yet. All the hoodies I've seen on the ship are totally boring. Wearing new hoodies at the barbecue would be dope."
"I hear you on that," Drake agreed. "But I think we'll want to go to the barbecue first and then look for hoodies after we eat. By the time we get to Juneau, we're going to be hungry dudes. I can't wait to sample the barbecued salmon."
"Good point, Duck. There's got to be a shit load of gift shops and souvenir shops and clothing shops around there - after all, it's the state capital. Plus, there’s going to be a fucking fleet of cruise ships coming in there and that’s a lot of tourists ready to spend a shitload of money on souvenirs.”
"I'd say that's a plan. We'll see what we can find. Third thought?"
"I was thinking about the ginger twins in the cabin down the hall," Pierce said. "They're officially teenagers today and I have a feeling they're hoping for a birthday kiss from us."
"Yeah, and I think we're both more than willing to give them one - although at least for now, it needs to happen out of sight of their 'rents."
"So what do you think about Blake and Bryce?" Pierce asked. "Do you think they're both gay?"
"Good question," Drake replied thoughtfully. "I'm convinced Blake is gay - I think that's a no-brainer. Remember yesterday when you showed him the pic of Levi on your phone and he zoomed in on it and went ape shit raving over how hot he thought Levi was? Naturally, I could be wrong. Bryce is tough to call. They have the classic finish-each-other's-sentences ability that so many sets of twins seem to possess. And I do have a feeling they've both got a serious crush on us."
"I hear what you're saying, but I'm not sure I'd call it a crush - at least, not yet. I think it's just a case of them meeting two older guys who are very open and friendly toward them talking about all kinds of subjects and they're comfortable with it and really enjoying being with us. And I think they know we enjoy being with them. You remember how Blake complimented us yesterday for not treating them like little kids?"
"Yeah, he did say that," Drake agreed. "But don't forget that we basically came out to them yesterday in the Teen Center by admitting we're boyfriends. Blake and Bryce have never said anything about their own sexual leanings."
"Number one, I think they feel they don't know us well enough to get into that, and number two, I'm not sure that they themselves know where things stand." Pierce ran his hand over Drake's chest and kissed his nipples. "I'm tired of layin' here yakkin' like a child psychologist. Let's hit the shower."
Drake threw back the covers and gave Pierce a quick kiss. "Good thinkin', Pooka."
After a thorough soap-up and rinse-off, the teens climbed out of the shower and toweled each other dry. Drake checked his face in the mirror - there had been no apparent further growth of fuzz on his cheeks since the morning before.
"No shaving this morning?" Pierce asked with a wink.
"Nah - I'm not gonna bother with it," Drake replied.
The two naked teens, both slightly fluffed, stood facing each other. For what seemed like the zillionth time, Drake stared into Pierce's blue eyes and realized how lucky he was to have this beautiful guy as his boyfriend. Pierce smiled and ran his fingers over Drake's crotch. "You really oughta think about trimming these pubes a little. Damn, what a bush."
Drake offered Pierce an affectionate kiss. "The shit just keeps growin', dude. Tell you what. When we get home, I'll lie down and you can give me a nice trim."
"Then I'll lie down and you can give me a nice fuck."
"Sounds like a deal to me," Drake agreed. The boys smeared on some deodorant, got dressed, used the hair dryer to make sure their hair had just the right amount of messy shagginess to look stylish, and headed out to the living room.
Walker and Christian had returned to the cabin and were waiting for the boys as they came out of their bedroom into the living room. Pierce sat next to his dad. Walker smiled to himself - he knew that any time his son sat next to him, he most likely had something specific on his mind.
"Hey, Dad," Pierce said, all the while doing his best to avoid sounding like he wanted something, "are there gift shops and clothing shops in Juneau?"
"Sure, there's lots of them. Why? What do we need?" Walker again smiled to himself. He knew damn well that Pierce knew damn well that there were gift shops in Juneau, but he loved letting his son talk his way through things.
"The Duck and I are looking to find a place that sells hoodies because we had planned to buy souvenir hoodies sometime during the cruise and we haven't gotten them yet and I figured places in Juneau might have some awesome ones."
"I'm sure you'll be able to find something that fits you perfectly," Walker said confidently.
"I'm hoping there's something on the buffet that fits me as perfectly as the breakfast we had yesterday," Drake said. "I'm starved."
Walker stood up. "It's time for us to head out and meet the Randalls. I hope we can find tables at the buffet as easily as we did yesterday."
They left their suite and headed down the passageway. When they entered the foyer from the starboard side, they saw the Randalls come through the port side entrance. Good mornings were exchanged by all. Pierce and Drake offered birthday greetings to Blake and Bryce and the four boys quickly traded fist bumps.
“It sure would be nice if we could get the same two tables that we had yesterday in the buffet,” Jeff said. “It’s pretty early so there’s a good chance we can.”
The dinging arrival of one of the elevators ended the conversation. There were two other passengers in the elevator and one other person ready to get on. The group was on Deck 10 and the Horizon Court Buffet was on Deck 14.
“Let's catch the next elevator,” Walker said. “It's down on Deck Six.”
“Pooka and I can take the stairs,” Drake said.
“And we can follow them,” Bryce said. “See you up on 14,” he told his family.
The four boys started up the stairs before the adults were on the elevator. When they reached the Deck 11 foyer, Pierce and Drake, who were in the lead, stopped.
“Out of breath?” Blake asked with a grin.
“No," Pierce said with a huge smile. "We just realized we're with two dudes who turned thirteen today and they need a birthday kiss really bad." He gave Blake a tight hug and a kiss on his mouth while Drake did the same to Bryce.
"Trade off time," Drake said with a leer. He put his arms around Blake while Pierce put his arms around Bryce. This time the hugs and kisses were much more passionate and the twins started the tongues battling. Pierce squeezed both of Bryce’s ass cheeks and Bryce cooed with pleasure. He looked up at Pierce and grinned.
Blake pulled Drake's face and crotch close to his. "I wanna suck your cock," he whispered hoarsely as he gently groped Drake. Blake could feel his own cock hardening as he was stunned by the size of what he had just felt. He tightened his hold on Drake’s cock.
"Whoa, dude," Drake gasped quietly. "Down, boy." The two teens grinned and moved apart. Blake felt himself blushing a bit.
"You dudes are unreal kissers," Bryce said with a smile. "Thanks for an awesome birthday present."
"Thanks from me, too," Blake said. He glanced at the bulge in Drake's jeans and was going to offer a comment but he held back.
"It was our pleasure," Pierce smiled. "But we better get moving upstairs before the adults wonder what the hell happened to us."
The four boys raced up the remaining stairs to Deck 14 and were waiting in the foyer when Walker, Christian, and the Randalls stepped off the elevator along with a few other passengers.
“You guys are fast!" Walker said with a smile.
“We didn't have to stop to let people on or off,” Drake explained. All four boys were surprised they beat the elevator even after their pause on Deck 11.
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As the group walked into the buffet, Pierce spied his friend Bayani acting as greeter at the entrance. "Good morning, Bayani," he greeted.
"Good morning, Mr. Pierce!" Bayani replied with a big smile. "Welcome to our buffet and thank you for coming. Goodness, you have a large group with you this morning. I will show you to a table as soon as you’ve all washed your hands.”
"If you have a table for six with a table for four close to it, that would be awesome."
"I think I have just what you need," Bayani replied.
The group quickly washed their hands in one of the two available sinks and then followed Bayani to the same pair of tables near the stern that they had used the day before. "Please enjoy your breakfast. Your servers will be right with you."
"Thank you, Bayani - this is perfect," Pierce said as he slyly slipped a five-dollar bill into Bayani's hand. Bayani gave Pierce a smile that said thank you very much.
Since the group had experienced the buffet the day before, very little exploring of the food options was needed. They quickly served themselves and returned to their tables. The four boys, of course, filled their trays with teenager-sized helpings of pancakes, sausages, eggs, and fresh fruit.
After they sat down, Blake told Pierce and Drake about his picture taking mission earlier that morning.
"I got some really awesome shots from our balcony," he enthused. "After I got back into the cabin, I tried to get all the pictures organized but I ran out of time. I didn't even have time to shower. I'll take one before we leave on the excursion."
"Did you guys get up in time to see the Arm and the glacier?" Blake asked Pierce and Drake.
"No - we slept late and by the time we got up the ship was almost out of the Arm," Drake said.
"See, now you dudes are more my style," Bryce said with a big grin. "I like to sleep in when I can. Blake's alarm went off at quarter to six and he's up and dressed and out on the balcony taking pictures at 6:00am."
"Yeah, and I got some awesome shots from our balcony," Blake said. He was so excited he didn’t realize he was repeating what he had just said a few seconds ago. "The ones I got of the glacier as the ship swung around in front of it are totally outta sight. I'm betting at least one of them will be suitable for framing."
"Did Bryce take any pictures?" Pierce asked.
"Oh, yeah," Blake said as he gave his brother a teasing punch on the shoulder. "About 6:30am he finally came out on the balcony, complaining the whole time about how cold it was out there, and took a few pictures."
"I was more interested in photographing the geology," Bryce said. "I figured my bro had taken enough of the scenery." Bryce turned to his brother. "You had to have taken close to a hundred pictures."
"How many did you take?" Drake asked Bryce.
"I don't know for sure," Bryce replied. "Maybe twenty. Nowhere near as many as Blake took."
"After we get back from Juneau, we gotta get together so I can show you guys all the pictures," Blake said. "You can help me decide which ones to keep and which ones to delete."
"It'll be awesome to see them," Pierce said. "We can plan to meet in the Teen Center."
"I sure hope you dudes will be at our birthday dinner tonight," Bryce said as he offered fist bumps to Pierce and Drake. "It should be a super time."
"As far as I know, we're planning on it," Drake said.
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As soon as everybody finished eating, the two families left their tables and headed for their cabins. They agreed that they would meet on Deck 5 at the excursion meeting area.
“The excursion is a sellout, so we’ll want to get there ahead of the crowd,” Jeff said.
<Blake and Bryce's Cabin>
"Damn, dude," Bryce said as he and Blake arrived back at their cabin. "You came on to Drake pretty heavy. I mean, you had your hands all over the dude's body. I saw you do that little grope."
"I couldn't help it, bro," Blake admitted as he stripped naked and prepared to take his shower. "The dude is so fucking sexy. And did you see the bulge in his crotch? He had to have been going commando."
Bryce grinned. "No, I missed that. I was too busy French kissing Pierce."
Blake climbed into the shower and soaped himself. "I hope we can sit next to them on the bus like we did yesterday."
"Pierce told me he and Drake would be sure to save seats for us."
"Awesome."
Blake toweled off, smeared on some deodorant, and got dressed. He checked his hair in the mirror - it was halfway between neatly combed, the way his mom liked it, and just-got-out-of-bed shaggy, the way Blake liked it. "We better get over to the 'rents cabin before they come looking for us." He gave his brother a kiss. "I love you, bro. Happy birthday."
The twins put on their jackets, grabbed their cameras, and headed over to Jeff and Helen's cabin.
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The two families met on Deck 5 where a gangway was set up. They got into a short line, tapped their medallions, and headed down the gangway to the pier. A member of the ship’s excursion staff was standing on the pier holding up a sign that said "Salmon BBQ" - she directed the group to a shuttle bus parked nearby.
Walker handed four tickets to the guide standing at the door of the bus and the Bledsoe foursome climbed on with Pierce and Drake leading the way. Jeff handed six tickets to the guide, and the Randall family followed the Bledsoes onto the bus with Blake and Bryce leading their group.
Pierce and Drake took separate seats on each side of the aisle at the rear of the bus. Blake sat in the seat with Drake and Bryce sat in the seat with Pierce. Walker and Christian sat side by side in the seat ahead of Drake and Blake while the Randall family sat in the seats ahead of Pierce and Bryce.
Helen stood up and acted out the role of headcount person. "Let's see," she grinned as she pointed to members of the group, "...seven, eight, nine, ten. I think we're all here."
"Margaret and I took this cruise several years ago and we did the Juneau barbecue excursion," Grandpa William said. "You'll love it."
"If you visit any of the gift shops or souvenir shops when we get back to Juneau, get ready to spend some money," Grandma Margaret added. "The things they have are beautiful and hard to resist but they can be pricey."
“I'm sure glad we got our seats together,” Blake said.
“This is going to be so much fun,” Bryce grinned as he slyly squeezed Pierce's right leg with his left hand.
As the bus rolled away, the guide stood up at the front of the bus. "May I have your attention, please." All eyes faced forward. Pierce reached across Bryce’s arm and squeezed his left thigh just below his crotch.
While this was going on, Vincent, the guide, explained how the shuttle system to and from the park where the barbecue was being held would operate. He then instructed them on where to go after the shuttle reached its parking spot.
When the guide was finishing his instructions, Bryce emitted a subdued squeak as Pierce moved his hand slightly and gently groped Bryce’s cock through his shorts for a couple of seconds. He looked over at the younger boy, a bit nervous about how he would react; after all, the twins had been quite passionate as they traded kisses with him and Drake on the ship, but he wondered if it would carry over on the bus and if he had, in fact, gone too far.
He felt relieved when Bryce flashed him a quick smile. Pierce returned the smile and removed his hand. “Good move, cuz we don’t want anybody to see what we’re doing,” Bryce whispered. Pierce nodded and then looked across the aisle.
He could see that Blake and Drake were sitting close enough for their legs to touch. It looked like the touching was intentional and that they were pressing against each other. Blake looked across the aisle and gave a thumbs up gesture with his left hand. He then brushed his right hand across Drake’s crotch, causing the older boy to shiver. What he felt before he removed his hand caused Blake to shiver as well. From what he could tell Drake’s cock was huge.
All four boys hoped that the adults had paid close attention to the guide’s instructions, since they had paid almost no attention to what was being said. They figured they’d follow the adults off the bus since that was what they were supposed to do anyway.
After the bus parked in its slot, the driver opened the door and the passengers exited from front to back. “Where do we go now?” Bryce asked his dad.
“I take it you slept through the guide’s instructions,” Jeff said.
“No, we were just so excited we just kind of forgot what he said.”
“Well, how about following us and we’ll instruct you as we go.”
Everyone except Christian and Walker got in line at a table to grab a tray, paper plates, cups, and plastic flatware. Christian and Walker went hunting for an empty table and found a pair of open picnic tables with enough room to seat twelve between them. Instead of benches, each table had six plastic chairs.
As soon as everyone was seated, Walker and Christian went to the table with the utensils and grabbed what they needed. While they were gone, an older couple took the extra pair of seats. After Christian and Walker returned, they introduced themselves as Vincent and Donna Massey from Boise, Idaho.
Then the Randalls and the Bledsoes introduced themselves with the twins coming last.
Blake: “I’m Blake…”
Bryce: “…and I’m Bryce…”
Both: “…and today is our thirteenth birthday.”
The Masseys broke out into big smiles and applauded after the twins introduced themselves. Having two grandchildren who were near the twins’ age, they felt like they had found the right table.
Everyone then grabbed their plates and headed for the first food line, which was the salmon line. The barbecued fish went directly from the pit to a plastic plate to the passenger. Then they walked under a canopy to the extras line which featured fries, garlic toast, baked beans, carrot slices, and tossed salads. Everyone placed the food they wanted on their paper plates and then returned to their tables. A server came by with coffee and lemonade. Sodas could be purchased at the building that housed the kitchen, the park office, and the rest rooms.
Blake had been busy with his camera since the group had gotten off the bus at the park. He took pictures of Bryce, Pierce, and Drake, as well as the adults. He got shots of the salmon sizzling in the BBQ, the spread on the food table, and everyone, including the Masseys, at the two picnic tables the group was using.
The adults agreed that the salmon was the best they’d ever eaten. Although they didn’t have the experience to give their opinions as much meaning, the four boys couldn’t help but agree.
“Plus, the beans were beyond awesome,” Bryce added. The other three boys agreed with that statement.
Drake, who was sitting to the left of Blake, gave the new teen’s cock a squeeze through his shorts. “What are you doing?” Blake asked quietly. Since Bryce and Pierce were seated across from them, Blake felt safe talking.
“I was trying to squeeze a bean fart out of you, if it’s okay. And if it’s not, tell me and I’ll be good,” Drake said.
“Since you’re my rhyming bro, it’s gotta be good, right?”
“Rhyming bros? What are you guys talking about?” Bryce asked.
“Blake and Drake rhyme, so that means we gotta be rhyming bros.”
“Can’t argue with that,” Drake said. His hand was still resting on Blake’s crotch and he felt the new teen’s four inches hardening. ‘Damn, I wonder if there’s a way me and Pierce crawl into bed with these two cuties before the cruise is over. They are so fucking sexy.’
Blake leaned in close to Drake’s right ear and whispered, “I was telling the truth when I said I want to suck your dick.”
Drake gave Blake’s hard cock a couple of quick strokes through his shorts in response. “And I want you to do it,” he whispered back.
“So, what are you two rhyming bros whispering about?” Bryce asked.
“I’ll tell you later, ‘gator,” Blake said. Bryce understood that his brother’s phrasing was their code for this wasn’t a good place to talk about it but he’d say what it was about as soon as he could.
The boys hit up the dessert bar as soon as they finished their lunch. Helen admonished them to take only one item since they would be having plenty to eat for dinner dessert.
“But, mom, it’s our birthday,” Bryce protested.
“Okay, let’s make it no more than two if one of them is a cookie.”
The twins were surprised how quickly their mother gave in. They didn’t know that was what she had in mind, but she’d started with just one item to make them think they were winning a birthday victory. Their dad knew exactly what she was doing and shook his head in wonder at how deftly his wife could handle the two lively boys; except when it involved the boys budding sexual proclivities.
Bryce had an oatmeal cookie and a slice of apple pie. Blake grabbed a chocolate chip cookie and a slice of pumpkin pie. Pierce and Drake were happy with a slice of cherry pie each.
One thing Helen noted as she observed Bryce sitting next to Pierce was the beauty of their eyes. Bryce’s eyes were a glittering green while Pierce’s were a piercing blue. She didn’t have a good enough angle to get a good look at Drake’s eyes. She knew Blake’s were green, of course, and later noted that Drake’s were a deep brown.
“What do you think of us taking a quick hike up to the waterfall?” Pierce asked Bryce.
“Are Blake and Drake gonna go too? And do we have enough time?” Bryce asked.
“Let’s check with the bosses and the hands-on guys.” Pierce had noted that Drake and Blake seemed to have a problem keeping their hands off each other and currently had a hand on the other’s nearest leg. He wondered if the twins’ parents had observed their behavior. Bryce seemed to be a lot less inclined to touching than Blake. But Pierce had noted he didn’t seem to mind what little contact they’d had and had shown himself to be an excellent kisser on board the ship.
Pierce asked Drake if he and Blake wanted to hike to the waterfall if the adult “bosses” okayed it. Drake and Blake said they were more than ready to go.
The adults agreed they could take the short hike to the waterfall, but they should be back by two o’clock. The four boys got up from the table, tossed their dessert plates and utensils in the trash and headed for the waterfall.
A creek that started at the waterfall flowed not far below them. The boys could make out an occasional salmon fighting its way upstream and stopped a couple of times to watch the battle. When they reached the waterfall, they could see some salmon in the pool chasing one another.
Blake took off his backpack, took out his camera, and took pictures of the creek, the waterfall, and the pool, getting a couple of closeups of swimming salmon.
He put his camera away and the four boys sat on one of the benches provided by the park and listened to the sounds of the small waterfall as the water poured into the pool that was the source of the creek.
A pair of adults who were watching the waterfall and the action in the pool when the boys arrived started back to the picnic area, leaving the boys alone for the moment. Blake moved his left hand toward Drake, touched his bare thigh at the knee and suddenly jerked his hand back.
“What’s wrong?” Drake asked.
“I’m sorry,” Blake said nervously. He suddenly felt intimidated by the older boy.
“Sorry for what?”
“Can we talk alone for a minute?”
“Sure.” He and Blake stood up. Drake looked over to Pierce and shrugged. Pierce, who had a pretty good idea that he knew what Blake’s problem was, gave his boyfriend a thumbs up. Bryce, who was sure he knew what his brother’s problem was, simply nodded.
Blake and Drake went up a narrow dirt trail that paralleled the cliff the waterfall dropped from until they were out of sight and out of hearing range. Drake faced Blake and placed a hand on each shoulder. “Okay my friend, tell me what’s bugging you.” Like Pierce, Drake had a pretty good idea of what Blake was uptight about.
“Me trying to touch you without asking if it was okay. I mean, I’m just a kid and you’re, like, almost a grown up,” Blake said.
“Well, kiddo, as much as I like to think I’m almost a grown up, I’m sixteen which means I still have a couple of years to go. Although, I do have a driver’s license, which probably means something.”
“Yeah, but…”
Drake held up his right hand and Blake stopped and looked up at the older boy. “Yeah, but, nothing, my friend. You did nothing wrong from the time we kissed on Deck 11. It was me and Pierce who started that, and you being two horny teenagers went along with it. You know that all four of us got instant hardons from what happened. I mean, I could tell almost instantly that the two of you and had played around with other boys or maybe with girls.”
“I touched a girl’s bare boobs, and she touched my dick. But that only happened once. Everything else was with boys.”
“And I bet you had a lot of fun doing it,” Drake said. Blake nodded his head. “Since Pierce and I told you we were boyfriends you’ve got a pretty good idea of what we like.”
“Guys,” Blake grinned.
“That would be correct. Now as far as you touching me, as long as it’s in an appropriate place and time, I’m cool with it. And what you’ve done so far is okay since we were both being pretty careful on the bus. But it goes both ways. I can touch you too, right?”
“Right.”
“And sometimes guys are just not in the mood for stuff, and if that happens they can say no to messing around and you gotta do what they say.”
“That’s what me and Bryce and Cayden and Max think, too,” Blake said. He felt like a load had been lifted from him and kept on going. "Cayden and Max are jerk off buddies and we jerk each other off a lot. And we like to hump with Cayden and with each other and we French kiss and feel each other’s asses when we’re doing it. Plus, me and Bryce suck each other, too. And now you know what I like.”
Drake assumed from what Blake confessed to that he and Bryce were virgins. As far as he was concerned, they could stay that way for the length of the cruise. He was willing to bet that Pierce would feel the same way.
“I guess we’d better go back,” Drake said. “But first, I want to do one more thing.” He bent down and placed his lips on the lips of the the sexy young ginger in front of him. It only took seconds for them to get involved in a tongue battle as they fought for entry into each other’s mouth. Drake reached for Blake’s crotch and fondled his soft cock, which was quickly springing to life.
Blake pulled down Drake’s zipper, reached inside his shorts and fondled him through his boxers. Drake pushed his hand through the waistband of Blake’s shorts, reached inside his underpants, and gave his hot, throbbing four-inch pubescent boner a trio of strokes. He and Blake traded a deeper and more passionate kiss than the first. Drake broke it off and pulled his hand out of the new teen’s pants. It was his turn to get hit by remorse.
“Whoa, that was, like, wow,” Drake said, breathing hard. “I hope I didn’t go too far with you.”
“You did good, except I wish you’d stayed in my pants longer since I bet I would have cum pretty soon. Oh, and I guess I better take my hand out of your pants,” Blake giggled.
He and Drake then straightened themselves up and headed back to the waterfall.
After Blake and Drake had walked into the woods, Bryce asked Pierce if he knew where they were going.
“I’ve never been here before, dude, so I don’t have a clue,” Pierce said. “My guess is that they wanted to discuss something private.”
“Yeah, I bet you’re right. Like talking about how Blake keeps touching Drake and if it’s cool or not.”
“You’re a pretty perceptive young boy.”
“Hey, I’m not so young. I’m an official teenager. Besides, me and Blake totally understand each other.” Bryce stared at Pierce’s crotch. “Can I touch you down there like Blake did to Drake?”
Pierce felt his cock stir. “Go for it but watch for somebody coming up the trail.”
Bryce reached down and touched Pierce’s hard cock through his shorts. “You can touch mine too, if you want. You can even stick your hand inside my undies and touch it skin to skin like Blake says.”
Pierce got as far as unbuttoning Bryce’s shorts and pulling down his zipper when they heard voices coming up the trail. He quickly jerked his hand away and Bryce zipped up and buttoned his shorts. Four adults and three boys and two girls, who were all tweens, entered the clearing. A few minutes later Pierce and Bryce, who were now standing, saw Blake and Drake coming out of the woods holding hands. They instantly dropped their hands when they saw the crowd in the clearing.
The four boys headed back to the picnic area and made it back two minutes early. The group went from there to the parking area and waited for the next bus where the guide and instructed them to. There were ten people in line ahead of them. A shuttle bus pulled in and they boarded it.
The twins sat together in one seat and Drake and Pierce sat in the seats across the aisle from them. Five minutes later the bus backed out its parking slot and they were on their way back to Juneau.
When they arrived at the cruise port, the bus dropped off passengers for the Holland America and Carnival ships first and then stopped for the Princess and Royal Caribbean passengers.
“Drake and I are going hoodie shopping with Walker and Christian,” Pierce told the twins after boys all got off the bus. “What do you guys have planned?”
“I don’t know. What do we have planned, mom?”
“Nothing until four,” Helen answered.
“Then we’re going to go to the Teen Center and see what’s going on there.”
“Instead of the pool?”
“Well, maybe. But the teen center first. I guess we’ll see you guys at dinner.”
“That’s what the plan is,” Helen went on. “Don’t forget I want you both to shower and put on fresh underwear before dinner.”
"After we get back on the ship, we'll check out the Teen Center to see if you're there," Pierce said. Blake and Bryce gave an approving thumbs up.
The groups went their own way and ten minutes later Blake and Bryce, along with their parents and grandparents, were on the ship.
<Juneau Cruise Port shops>
As the Bledsoe group strolled through downtown Juneau, Walker noticed two small pieces of apparently hand-painted statuary in the window of one of the gift shops.
"I want to go in here and check the prices on those two statues," he said.
"They'd look great in the bedroom."
One of the gift shop employees showed the pair of statues to Walker and he decided to purchase them. The clerk at the checkout counter carefully wrapped the statues so they wouldn't get broken.
Pierce was browsing through the merchandise in the gift shop when he spied a rack of hoodies.
"Hey, Duck," he called. "Come here a minute."
Drake walked over and joined his boyfriend. "What's up?"
"Dude, check out these hoodies," Pierce said excitedly. "These things are dope!"
"Damn, dude, talk about beautiful," Drake said. "This embroydiary around the hood and along the sleeves is awesome."
"It's embroidery," Pierce corrected, "not embroydiary."
"Whatever. Dude, I think we just found our souvenir hoodies."
"Look at the totem pole designs on this one," Pierce said. "There's a likeness of a lodge and of lumberjacks."
"Are they all the same?" Drake asked. There was a total of ten hoodies on the rack.
"Pretty much although I see some small differences," Pierce replied.
"There's gotta be a lot of hand work in these things."
"Holy shit," Drake whispered as he checked the price tags. "Look at the fuckin' prices on these things. Talk about the stratosphere."
"I gotta ask dad about buying these," Pierce said. "These are epic souvenir hoodies. We can pay him back somehow."
Pierce called to his dad. Walker and Christian came over to where the boys were standing.
"Dad, look at these hoodies. They'd be awesome souvenirs."
"What happened to your original plan of getting souvenir hoodies on the ship?" Walker asked with a grin. Walker could feel his son doing a top-quality selling job on him.
Pierce knew his dad was yanking his chain. "Dad, the ship's hoodies are BORING," he said emphatically. "These are awesome. Look at the stitching on them and the colors in the totem poles. The zippers look like great quality. The Duck and I could pay you back."
Walker ran his hands over the garments and felt the quality of the fabric and the stitching. He was more concerned with the garments' quality than he was with the price. He wanted to be sure they would be able to stand up to the rigors of what a pair of teenagers could dish out.
"What do you think, Chris?" Walker asked.
"They're beautiful, no doubt," Christian replied. "Are they washable?"
Walker checked the tags - the hoodies were washable. "Tell you what," he said to the boys. "You guys pick out the two that you like best and we'll just say Christmas has come a little early this year."
Pierce hugged his dad tightly. "Thanks, dad," he said, his blue eyes glowing. "Thank you so much. You're so awesome."
"Thanks from me, too, dad," Drake said. He genuinely appreciated Walker's generosity. "I need to take a picture of the two of us wearing whichever hoodies we pick out and send a copy to my mom and dad so they can see what we got for souvenirs."
Pierce decided on a dark blue hoodie while Drake decided on a dark red one. They took the hoodies to the sales counter and Walker paid for them. The clerk gave the boys bags so they could take off the hoodies they were currently wearing and put them in the bags. After donning their new hoodies, they went outside and Walker took several pictures of them standing side by side, some with the gift shop in the background. The boys decided which picture they liked best and Walker sent the picture to Drake so he could send copies to Keegan and Natalie.
"We'd better be heading back to the dock," Walker said. "The ship will be setting sail soon and we sure don't want to be left behind."
"Dad, Duck and I want to check the Teen Center after we get back on the ship," Pierce said. "What are you and Christian planning to do?"
"We're just going to relax in the cabin until dinner time."
<Cabin C 219>
Bryce and Blake went directly to their cabin so Blake could put his backpack in the closet after taking his camera out of it. He wanted to get some pictures of Juneau from the Sports and Sun decks before going to the Teen Center.
As they approached their cabin they could hear the door unlock. When they turned to enter the cabin their jaws dropped open. “What the bleep is all this?” Bryce asked.
“I dunno. Looks like birthday decorations,” Blake said.
What they saw was red and blue cutout letters strung above the door saying, “Happy 13th Blake and Bryce”. Attached to the door were cutouts of two cakes and of thirteen candles between them. A silhouette of a white ship ran the width of the door below the knob. Written on the hull was a message saying, “FROM YOUR FRIENDS AT PRINCESS CRUISES”.
“Whoa, this is beyond amazing,” Bryce said.
“But how did they know it was our birthday?” Blake asked.
“Think about it. Mom and dad probably had to put it on some form or something.”
What the twins didn’t know was that on the Princess app there was a question asking if anyone in the family would be enjoying a special celebration, to which Helen had answered, “Yes.”
Blake and Bryce pulled their cameras out of the backpacks and took photos of the door. Blake took seven and Bryce took two. They then entered the cabin and placed their backpacks and cameras on their bed. Blake announced he had to pee and went into the bathroom.
“Are we going to do IT tonight?” Bryce asked as Blake stood in front of the toilet and pissed. As soon as Blake finished, Bryce stepped in and took his own piss. He then lowered the toilet seat and pushed the button on the wall that set off the vacuum system that flushed the toilet.
“That flusher really blows the piss and shit out the toilet,” Blake said.
“Yeah, it does. And now back to my question.”
“Well, don’t get mad at me. But while I want us to get each other off thirteen times, I don’t want to do IT.”
“Was that thirteen times for each of us or thirteen times for both of us together?”
“Both of us. And since you’re the oldest you get the extra one.”
“Ooooookay. Then here’s what I think. First, even if it’s both of us together we’d be shooting a lot of dry cums, and I don’t think it would feel all that great in the end.”
“Probably not. I guess that’s my way of saying I want to have sex, sex, and more sex tonight so we’ll be, like, official teenagers,” Blake said.
“I thought our birth certificates made us official teenagers.”
“You know what I mean. It’s what’s called a finger of speech.”
“I think it’s a figure of speech,” Bryce said.
“Whatever. It’s like the thirteen cums. You know what I mean.”
“Yeah, pretty much, I guess. But, we gotta get back to my question. Why don’t you want to do IT?”
“Because we’ve never done IT before and that, like, kinda scares me,” Blake said. “Cayden says it can hurt the first times you do IT until you get used to it. Not that he’s ever done it, to hear him talk.”
“Yeah, right, whatever. I’ll bet a zillion dollars Randy’s done IT to him.” Randy was Cayden’s 14-year-old brother.
“And I have a feeling you’re totally right,” Blake said. “But, anyway, Cayden, who says he’s never done it has told us how to do it, and we brought lotion to lube with, even though he says we need like some greasy shit. See what I mean? See why I’m kinda scared? I don’t want to be scared on my birthday. I want the cums we get on our birthday to all be special. I want them to be twin cums that we get when we both know what we’re doing and because we’re twins and want to celebrate being twin teens in a special way that feels awesome.”
“Fuck, bro, that might be the longest speech you ever gave outside of school,” Bryce said.
“I think you’re right. So, now that I’ve given my speech, what do you think?”
“I think you’re even more right. Doing IT can wait until we get home and get help from Cayden and Max, who I bet has done it, too. Maybe even with Cayden.”
“You sound perverted, bro. I think you’re right again, but let’s forget them for now,” Blake said. “Let’s think about tonight. And I’ll say this is what I want to do. I want to suck, and hump, and hump, and suck, and kiss your lips and maybe cum in your red hair.”
“I’m good with it. Now let’s go up to the Teen Center or to the upper decks so you can get some pics of Juneau.”
Blake grabbed his backpack and stored his camera and lens back in it. The boys then left the cabin, stopping to admire the decorated door one more time. Just as they turned to head for the top decks, they saw Linda Haladay come around a corner of the corridor and walk towards the them as she headed for her neighboring cabin. The twelve-year-old girl wished them a Happy Birthday.
“I saw these two ladies put all those decorations on your door,” Linda said. “That’s how I knew it was your birthday. I can give you a present if you want.”
“What can you give us?” Bryce asked. So far, in the brief moments he’d said anything to Linda, he decided he didn’t like her much because she was pushy and because she was a girl.
“A chance to not only touch my boobs but to watch me take off my pants and my panties and see me naked.”
Bryce: “Thanks for saying you’ll do that for us…”
Blake: “…but we want to go upstairs and take some pictures.” He almost added that they would be going to the Teen Center but stopped himself. He was afraid she might offer to meet them there.
“I won’t do this for just anybody. But it is your birthday and you are really cute with your red hair and everything, plus I think you’re kinda nice,” Linda said.
“Just kinda nice? Not really nice?” Bryce asked.
“Well, you’d be really nice if you let me show me with my clothes off and super nice if you’d let me see you with your clothes off.”
Before either boy could say anything, Linda’s parents came around the corner. The twins started down the corridor and were stopped by Linda’s parents, who wished the boys a Happy Birthday. They thanked them and kept going to the foyer where they zipped up the stairs to Deck 15 and went to the land side of the sun-drenched deck.
Blake snapped pictures of Juneau from both sides of the ship. Bryce watched silently while Blake snapped away. He knew it was best not to disturb his twin when he was in his creative mode.
Blake broke the silence. “There’s some great scenery across the bay and on the land side the shops look like the wild west. I bet Drake and Pierce are having a blast shopping there. There weren’t anywhere near as many totem poles than at the Bight Totem Pole park, but they were really colorful.”
“That tram ride going up the mountain looks like it would have been a fun thing to ride,” Bryce said.
“And I could have gotten a zillion great pictures up there at the top, including some of the ship.”
Blake decided it was time to shift topics. “Linda is really annoying the way she comes on to us.”
“Tell me about it. She must think we’re girl crazy or something.”
“Well, you are the one that Janet followed into the bathroom so she could watch you pee and get you to flash your dick while she flashed her boobs.”
“Yeah, that was only because Cayden and Max were getting me all turned on. And anyway, she just barged in,” Bryce said.
“Which makes her and Linda a lot alike.”
The boys had reached the Teen Center as they talked. Tracy, whom they had met the first day was coming out as they prepared to enter. “Hey guys, wazzup?” Tracy said.
“Nothing much. Just finding stuff to do until four when we have to be back at our cabin,” Bryce replied.
“Well, I gotta get back to mine now.”
They exchanged information so they could use the Medallion App for contact and vowed to get together to do something in the next day or two.
“Forget talking about girls. All I want to talk about are guys,” Bryce said. “As in Drake and Pierce. Those guys are total horn dogs. When you and Drake walked away, I ended up opening Pierce’s pants and pulling down his zipper but I had to stop because peeps were coming up the trail.”
“So, I got you beat. I Frenched Drake, got my hand inside his shorts, and touched his boner through his undies and he got his hand inside mine and inside my undies and touched my cock and my butt skin to skin,” Blake said.
“You lucky redhead. That is totally epic. I wonder if they’ll want to mess around with us before the cruise is over.”
“Well, if they do, they’d better say so soon. I know I want to mess around with them. They’re like big, buff, sexy dudes and I don’t care if they’re a couple of years older.”
“Yeah, but what if they care that we’re a couple of years younger and they don’t want to do anything?” Bryce said.
“Well, we’ve always got each other.”
The boys walked into the Teen Center. They had just taken seats at the bar when Pierce and Drake walked in.
"Hey, dudes," Pierce said with a grin. "We hoped we'd find you here." The four boys exchanged fist bumps.
"Are those your new hoodies?" Bryce asked. "Those are sick!"
"Thanks," Drake said. "Pooka found them on a rack in one of the gift shops and we couldn't resist."
"I love the embroidery along the sleeves," Bryce said.
"Thanks," Pierce said. "At least you know what to call it."
"What are you talking about?" Bryce asked.
"The Duck called it embroidiary."
Drake gave his boyfriend his middle finger although all four boys couldn't help laughing.
"So what did you think of the barbecued salmon?" Pierce asked as he and Drake sat down at the bar.
"It was beyond awesome," Blake raved. "I'd never had barbecued salmon before and I loved it."
"Same here," Bryce said. "All the food was great."
"I work in a deli, and we've never sold it," Drake said. "I gotta remember to ask the owners if they've ever tried making it."
"It was a good time up at the waterfall, too," Blake said. He looked at Drake as he said, "Thanks for talking to me."
Drake offered Blake a fist bump. "Any time."
Blake powered up his camera. "I gotta show you dudes some of the pics I got of the Endicott Arm and the glacier this morning. I took all these from the balcony." Blake spent the next twenty minutes showing Pierce and Drake the pictures he'd taken of the Arm, of the glacier, of downtown Juneau and the park where they had eaten, and of the waterfall area they had visited. The last pictures he showed were of the way the door to his and Bryce's cabin had been decorated with birthday greetings.
Bryce grabbed his phone and checked the time. "We gotta head back to our cabin, bro," he said. "It's almost four".
"Same with us," Drake said. "We gotta get back to our cabin, too. Thanks for inviting us to dinner tonight."
When the twins got to their cabin, they stopped to admire the decorations, entered the cabin thankful that they hadn’t seen Linda, showered, slapped on some deodorant, put on fresh underwear, and dressed in their “smart casual” clothes for dinner. For them that was green, blue, and yellow checkered button-down short sleeve shirts, khaki slacks, black socks, and brown dress shoes.
They draped their medallions around their necks and went to Cabin C 215, their parents’ cabin. Their mom and dad were smartly dressed and ready for them.
“Do you think we look really smart with how we are dressed?” Blake asked his parents.
“You boys look very smart and like you’re ready to celebrate a big birthday,” their mom replied.
Blake: “That’s because we are. But if we’re going to properly celebrate being teenagers…”
Bryce: “…then we should let people see how smart we are with how we look.”
Before Helen could respond Grandpa William and Grandma Margaret knocked on the cabin door. Jeff opened the door and the twins’ grandparents entered the cabin.
“Oh, my, do the boys look sharp,” Margaret grinned. “Definitely smart and casual. Red hair perfectly in place, nice clothes on, and big smiles on your faces.” She walked up to Blake and gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek and then gave Bryce the same treatment. “Happy Birthday to my favorite twin grandsons. You have to be the sharpest looking teenagers on this ship. I love you both.”
“And we love you, granny,” both boys said in unison.
“And you, too, gramps,” Bryce said.
“Plus, we love mom and dad,” Blake said.
“And we love you both,” Jeff responded.
Helen looked at her beaming sons and wished she had thought of hugging them before her mother-in-law did. ‘Well, I’ll just have to make up for it at the dinner,’ she thought.
The six Randalls headed for the Deck 10, forward foyer, where Walker, Christian, Pierce, and Drake were waiting for them. Like the Randalls, they were sharply, yet casually, dressed.
“Whoa, I tell ya, you dudes couldn’t look any smarter,” Drake grinned.
“Yeah, but wait until Blake misses his napkin and spills a forkful of food on his pants. Then he’ll look messy casual,” Bryce said.
“Speak for yourself,” Blake said. “Nobody can find a way to drop food on their pants as much as you do.”
“Now, now, boys, it’s your birthday, so be nice to each other,” Margaret said.
“Sorry, grans,” Bryce said.
The twins immediately shared a hug and then went down the stairs to Deck 6 with Drake and Pierce where the boys waited for the adults to catch up to them. The group then followed Deck 6 toward the stern until they reached the Skagway dining room. They were seated in an area that was set aside for large group reservations and celebrations.
The tables had been put together and the table cloths laid down so that all twelve members of a party could essentially sat at the same table—table 150, the number always given to the group table which was always put together in this spot. The setup mode created a rectangular table with four chairs each on the starboard and port sides and two on the forward and aft ends.
Nobody was surprised when the four boys quickly grabbed a side. They opted for the portside. Pierce sat in the chair at the aft end, Bryce sat next to him, then came Blake, and finally Drake on the seat at the forward end. Christian and Walker sat in the pair of chairs on the forward end and the Randalls sat on the starboard side of the table. The two chairs at the aft end were left unoccupied.
“Those are the timeout seats of anybody who doesn’t have good manners, right Grans?” Bryce said.
“It depends on who you place in charge of checking on our manners,” Margaret grinned.
“Me? You guys are the adults.”
“But you and that other ginger are the birthday boys.”
“Did you hear that mom? Grans put me and Blake in charge of manners.”
“And you should have said what?” Helen asked.
“Thank you,” Bryce said with a teasing grin.
Helen gave him a you-know-damn-well-what-I'm-talking-about look.
Bryce sighed and said, “Put Blake and ME in charge. But it’s our birthday and we’ve been appointed the grammar police.”
“Which doesn’t keep me from being the grammar police. Which is not to be confused with the granny police, right Margaret?”
“You hit the nail square on the nose.”
At that point, Alex from the Ukraine stepped up to the table and introduced himself as their head waiter. He pointed to Melinda from South Africa and Peter from Estonia. “Melinda and Peter will be your assistant waiters,” he said. “And I assume these two redheaded lads are the birthday boys.”
“Excellent deduction, Alex,” Drake grinned. From there the process of ordering, serving, and eating the appetizers and the main courses proceeded with the practiced efficiency of the wait staff, the practiced eating habits of the adults as they ate the food placed in front of them, and the attack of the courses by the “starving” adolescents. Pierce and Drake enjoyed the steak dinner, Bryce had the chicken dinner, and Blake feasted on the lasagna.
When the dessert menus were passed out, Bryce and Blake saw that there was carrot cake on the menu, but they wondered how they could get some kind of birthday cake. When Bryce saw Alex and Melinda approaching the table, he told Blake he was going to ask them if there was a way he and Blake could get a birthday cake. But then he saw they were each carrying a small dish containing a square of chocolate cake with a thin strip of chocolate added to each side. They made an edible fence around the cake. The slices were topped by a white dollop of whipped cream and colored candy sprinkles.
Peter set two large electric candles in the middle of the table. As the twins stared wide-eyed at what was taking place in front of them, Drake, Pierce and the adults noticed that four other waiters had come up to the table. Alex raised his right hand. “You may all join us singing ‘Happy Birthday’ for Bryce and Blake,” he said to the nearby diners.
The waiters then took a deep breath, Alex dropped his hand, Peter pushed a button on a remote, lighting up the candles, and the group of waiters, along with Pierce, Drake, and the adults at the birthday table, who were joined by some of the other diners, broke out singing a loud rendition of “Happy Birthday.” It was a bit off-key, but nobody cared since it was showy and full of heart.
The twins each made a wish, blew on the candles, and Peter pushed the remote switch, turning the candles off. The birthday boys then dug into their squares of cake, as well as the bowls of vanilla ice cream they had ordered and the rest of the Bledsoe/Randall table tackled their desserts. Blake and Bryce couldn’t remember ever being happier on a birthday. The transition to the world of teens had been perfect.
“That really rocked,” Pierce said as the group tackled their desserts. “I’ve gotta have my birthday on a cruise ship someday.”
“Hey, Alex,” Drake called out.
“Yes, Sir Drake,” Alex responded.
“Can anyone have a birthday party like that? Even older teens and adults?”
“I’ve seen ‘Happy Birthday’ sung for ages one to a hundred and one.”
“For real?” Blake asked. “A hundred-year-old geezer having a birthday on a cruise ship?”
“Well, ninety-five is actually the oldest.”
“But you wanted to get poetic, right Alex?” Walker grinned.
“Yes, Sir Walker, that is most right.”
“I want my birthday on a cruise ship some year,” Drake said.
“Figure on one-oh-one. Maybe by then you’ll be able to afford it,” Pierce grinned.
Drake dropped his right hand below the height of the tabletop and flipped his middle finger at his boyfriend. “If you’re lucky, you just might get an invitation.”
On that note the group got up to leave the table. Bryce and Blake thanked Alex for the wonderful job his crew did for their birthday. When Grandpa Willam passed Alex, he gave the waiter an envelope with three twenties, telling him it was for the staff of Table 150.
“My pleasure. It was an honor to serve your table and those wonderful birthday boys. They were very polite and full of happiness and gratitude.”
“I’m their grandfather. The entire family and I are very proud of them.”
“And the older boys are their brothers?”
“They are friends of the family. They are traveling with their father and his friend.”
The group then headed forward to find seats in the Princess Theater for the night’s Production Show. They were early enough to find ten seats in a row available in the tenth row and they snatched them up. The start of the show was almost forty minutes away, so the four boys got out their phones and amused themselves by playing games until a couple of minutes before showtime.
The theme of the Production Show was "Dances Of The World". The lighting, music, and choreography were spectacular. Many people associate "line dancing" mostly with country music and while the program included a brief segment of country-styled music played on fiddles, there are many other varieties of line dancing done all over the world. The "Macarena" and the "Electric Slide" are both styles of line dancing and they were saluted in the program's music and dancing. The fox trot, the mambo, the jitterbug, and even the waltz were all included in the program. For the finale, the cast came together for a glittering show of dancing based on the lambada, a Brazilian dance.
The entire audience was amazed by the versatility of the dancers and singers. Drake, and especially Pierce, were impressed by the way the dancers had been able to master so many different types and styles of dance. At the end of the program, the cast took a bow and the audience responded with a standing ovation.
After the show, several members of the cast formed a line in the foyer of the theater accepting compliments and chatting with members of the audience. There was one particular blond, blue-eyed dancer that Pierce wanted to meet and thank - he saw him standing near the head of the line. Pierce approached him.
"My name is Pierce," he said as he exchanged a handshake with the young man. "What a spectacular program and an awesome variety of dancing and music. Thank you so much."
The dancer looked into Pierce's eyes and was momentarily speechless. "My name is Ferris," he finally said. "Thank you, Pierce, for being here and enjoying the show. It really is great fun to present it."
"I love dancing," Pierce said. "I'm looking forward to being at the Fabulous Fifties dance party tomorrow night."
"We will be spending time rehearsing for the Thursday show tomorrow, but that will be in the morning, so I hope to be there, too,” Ferris said with a smile.
Pierce smiled back. "Thank you again, Ferris."
"You're welcome, Pierce."
Pierce looked around, saw Drake chatting with Blake and Bryce, and walked over to them. "So what's his name?" Drake asked his boyfriend with a knowing smile.
"Ferris."
"Like in Ferris Wheel?"
"Yeah... or like in Ferris Buehler," Pierce said with a grin.
"
We were just talking about the birthday dinner," Drake said. "Blake said his lasagna was killer."
"
I especially loved the cheese," Blake said. "There's a place in Bellingham called DeTullio's that we go to a lot. They have kickass lasagna and my lasagna tonight was just as good."
"We have a place near where I live called Luigi's," Pierce said. "They are known for their lasagna - and their awesome pizza."
"When is your birthday?" Bryce asked Pierce.
"January 15th - I'll be 16."
"We'll both be sixteen for a while," Drake pointed out. "Then I turn 17 on May 11th."
"You guys have been awesome to us," Blake said sincerely. "I sure hope we can meet up again somehow after the cruise is over."
"
We could prolly work out something," Pierce grinned. "In the meantime, though, I see a group of adults coming our way. They look like our parents."
"You guys about ready to head up to the cabins?" Jeff asked. "The ship is due to dock at Skagway at 6:00am and we've got an excursion tomorrow."
Blake and Bryce hugged their dad and mom. "Thanks, dad. Thanks, mom." Bryce said. "This was an awesome way to turn into teenagers."
"And thank you, grandpa, for giving us cameras," Blake said. "I've already given mine a workout."
"You're welcome," Grandpa William and Jeff said in unison. The Randall family headed toward the elevator.
"Christian and I are going to hit the casino for a little while," Walker said. "We'll see if we can break even again."
"Ok. The Duck and I are going to head up to the cabin," Pierce said to his dad. "See you in a while."
<Cabin C-104>
Pierce and Drake had given Blake and Bryce a final happy birthday hug before returning to their cabin. They stripped naked, flopped onto their bed, and lay side by side holding hands.
"There was something about that Ferris dude that turned me off a little tonight," Pierce admitted.
"
What was it?"
"I don't know. It just seemed like he was coming on to me really strong and it made me uncomfortable. Something about the way he looked at me."
"Damn, dude," Drake chuckled. "With eyes and looks as awesome as you've got, can you blame him?"
Pierce turned to face Drake and kissed his cheek. "I guess not," he said. "Oh well... I'm not going to let it bother me."
"
Your dad is so wonderfully generous," Drake said as he squeezed Pierce's hand. "The hoodies we got today are beautiful. They're like 'dress' hoodies. I'm going to wear mine to places where looks are important and not let it get dirty."
"Me, too," Pierce replied. "Dad loves seeing us together. He's so proud of the relationship we have. We both suffered some pretty rough times in our lives and it keeps us together."
"I'm glad to see your dad and Christian enjoying the cruise, too. I think they're really loving it."
"I KNOW they are," Pierce said with a grin. "Dad whispered to me that Christian is awesome in bed."
"By the way, I got texts from my dad and my mom thanking me for sending pictures of us in our souvenir hoodies," Drake said as he again squeezed Pierce's hand. "Mom thinks they're really beautiful."
"
A lot of that is because of the great embroidiary on them," Pierce said with a wink, a huge smile, and a hand squeeze.
Drake turned and kissed Pierce passionately. "You're so fulla shit."
"Won't be long and school will be starting," Pierce said with a bit of a sigh. "Seems like we just started summer vacation. How do you think your track team will do this year?"
"Three of the dudes on the team were seniors last year," Drake replied, "so they'll be gone. Three juniors, one of which is me, will be stepping up to replace them."
The conversation with his boyfriend, as well as the hand squeezes and gentle kisses they had exchanged, had gotten Drake fully erect. Pierce wasn't far behind.
"I need you to jack me off," Drake murmured.
Pierce put his hand around Drake's thick seven incher and ran his fingers along the flared cockhead. "I'll do you if you'll do me."
They got out of bed and faced each other. Drake wrapped his hand around Pierce's hard six-and-a-half-inches and they kissed and stroked each other. Less than a minute later both boys had incredible spurting orgasms. Pierce pressed his cum-covered chest and belly against Drake's. "Holy fuck," Pierce gasped as he clamped his lips to Drake's. "I love you so much."
"I love you, too."
They silently stood facing each other for a minute then Drake led Pierce to the bathroom. They wiped the cum off their bodies and did brushing and flossing.
"What time should we set our alarm for?" Pierce asked.
"You better set it for 6:00am," Drake said. "From what the adults were saying after the show, it sounds like we need to be at the pier for our trip into Skagway by 8:30am so we'll need time to take a shower and have breakfast."
"Good night, Duck," Pierce said as they snuggled into bed.
"Good night, Pooka. Love you big time."
After a final kiss, they were asleep in no time.
<Cabin C-219>
Blake and Bryce knocked on their parents’ door and entered Cabin C-215 when their dad opened it. They were pleased that their grandparents were in the cabin so they wouldn’t have to make two visits. After good-night kisses and hugs, Helen told them they would be getting up at six-thirty to ensure they had time for showers, breakfast, and getting to their meeting place on the pier by eight-thirty.
The boys left the cabin and stepped toward their cabin, Cabin C-219. They could hear the door unlock before they got there. Blake pushed the door open and he and Bryce started stripping the moment he closed their cabin door. They had decided that fucking was out, but that everything else was in.
“My cock was so hard in mom and dad’s cabin I thought it would bust through my pants,” Blake said.
“Same with me,” Bryce said, his four-inch boner shaking with excitement.
They sat on their bed and faced each other, trading spit, tongues battling, hands wandering over each other’s smooth bubble butts. Bryce pushed his left middle finger into his twin’s butt and started to finger fuck him.
“Oh, fuck, bro, that feels so fucking good,” Blake squeaked as Bryce massaged his sweet spot.
“I have a feeling we’re gonna like fucking when we do it,” Bryce said as he pulled his finger out of his brother’s butt.
“Put it back in.”
“Time for action. And, no, you don’t need to tickle my butt. It’s time for us to enjoy sucking on each other’s tasty cock. You have the best tasting cock I’ve ever had in my mouth, and I love tasting what comes out of it when I suck it.”
“I feel exactly the same about yours,” Blake said.
And so, they set themselves side-by-side. Bryce faced the foot of the bed and Blake faced the head. As pubescent boys are wont to do, they went from limp dicks to full steam hard-ons in a matter of minutes. They came within seconds of each other, filling their brother’s mouth with their liquid young teen cum.
After recovering, they kissed and tasted each other. “You taste just like me,” Blake said.
“Who wudda thunk it,” Bryce grinned.
They rose from their bed, took care of their evening business, and snuggled under their covers. They turned on the television and finished watching the movie they had started the night before.
“I almost spooged when Drake touched my bare cock and then my butt. If he’d done more than just touch, I would have creamed my undies and pants for sure,” Blake said.
“We got just three days left to do more. But I wouldn’t count on them doing any more,” Bryce said. “You heard them say how old they are. Fifteen and sixteen is a lot older than just turned thirteen today. They’re probably laughing at us for thinking we gotta be all horny because we just became teenagers.”
“Lighten up bro. I think they’re really nice guys and I think they really like us. Yeah, they probably won’t do more than what they’ve done already, but that’s enough for me. I mean, I’d be happy just being friends with them for three more days.”
“But you’d like more, right?”
Bryce climbed out of bed. "Yeah, I'd like more," he smirked. He grabbed Blake's hand and pulled him out of bed. Bryce sat on the edge of the bed.
"I'm gonna turn you over my knee and give you thirteen spanks." He pulled Blake toward him.
Blake knew what his brother was up to and played along with him. He lay on Bryce's thighs with his bubble butt facing up. Bryce opened his hand wide and gave his brother thirteen enthusiastic bare-handed spanks.
"Ow, ow, ow!" Blake cried out in faked pain. Blake's ass cheeks were turning a nice shade of pink.
Bryce gave Blake's butt a final swat. "And one more to grow on!"
Before Bryce knew what was happening, Blake grabbed him and flipped him onto the bed with his butt facing up. He then gave his brother thirteen healthy swats then added one more in loving return for his birthday swats.
"There's your one more to grow on!" Blake said with a laugh.
"Damn, your ass looks nice when it's pink," Bryce said.
Blake then exchanged a long kiss with an accompanying grope with his brother. “I love you, bro,” he said after they broke their kiss.
“And I love you, more. I’m so lucky to have a twin brother like you,” Bryce said.
“And I’m even luckier to have you.” The twins then fell asleep with their arms wrapped around each other.
<Meanwhile, back in Seattle>
(Logan and Madison)
Logan, Andy Grayson, Bailey Overton, and Madison were starting to gear up for soccer season at one of the soccer fields at Magnolia Playfield Park. It was just past nine o’clock. They were pleased that there was field space available and figured it was because they had been willing to get up early and get to the field early. All four of them lived within an easy bike ride of the park.
The first turnout for the twelve-and-under Ospreys, which was the team they all hoped to play for, was Friday. Bailey and Madison made for an interesting pair because he and Bailey had professed to be boyfriends until Bailey discovered girls and Madison discovered his passion for Logan. But even though they were no longer close friends, Bailey and Madison got along like two teammates usually do. Friendly, willing to do things together (like practice soccer), and respecting each other as friends.
They played a two-on-two game at the northern end of Field #2, which they were pleased was available. They spent their time kicking the ball and chasing each other around. Just before ten, a group of six older neighborhood boys who planned to turn out for the 13-and-under team showed up on their end of the field. The south end had a dozen or so boys busy kicking a couple of balls around.
“You guys gonna be done soon?” one of the boys who just arrived at the north end asked.
“We want to hang around a bit longer, but you can join us if you want,” Logan said. That was the standard answer to the question the older boy had asked.
Logan signaled his three future teammates into a huddle. “Well, are we done? I know I am,” he said.
“I am, too. Give them the field,” Madison said.
“I wouldn’t mind joining them,” Bailey said.
“I’m with Bailey,” Andy said.
“Madison and I are ready to go,” Logan told the older boys. “But Andy and Bailey want to join you.” The older boys weren’t sure who was who, but were happy to have the two boys join their group.
Madison and Logan traded high fives with Andy and Bailey and headed to the bike racks. As they pulled their bikes out of their racks, Logan asked Madison what he wanted to do now that they had finished practicing soccer.
“How about going to your house and raiding your fridge,” Madison grinned.
“Sounds like a plan to me,” Logan said. Logan lived closer to the park than Madison, which was a big reason he mentioned going there instead of to his house. Plus, with four boys living in the house, he knew there would be plenty for Logan and him to snack on.
When they arrived at Logan’s house, the boys parked their bikes against the garage wall. The control panel showed that the alarm was active, which meant nobody was home. Logan punched in his code to deactivate the alarm and they entered the house through the back door.
“Where is everybody?” Madison asked.
“Well, Chase was still asleep when I left, but he mentioned last night that he wanted to spend the day with Dillon. So, he’s probably with his boyfriend, but who knows where they’re going or what they’re doing,” Logan said. “I have no clue where Kurt is. And from what Eddie has hinted the last couple of days, he’s probably at Maria’s house and making out naked with her on her bed while he tries to talk her into letting him fuck her,” Logan said.
“When you fuck a girl, she could get preggers.”
“No duh, bro. But I know he takes a condom with him when he goes to her house and she says she’s on the pill. After that, all I know is she’ll do anything Eddie wants except fuck. Or so he says.”
“Well, I got some news for you,” Madison said.
“What’s that?”
“Boys don’t get preggers when they get fucked.”
“That is very astute observation.”
“Astute? Does that mean, like, lame?”
“It means the opposite. It means it was a really sharp observation. It’s kinda like the same as clever,” Logan said.
“Damn, I like having smart friends. Smart friends make you smarter. Now I can tell mom and Carmen that by, like, knowing you I have become astute. And in case they don’t know, being astute is even better than having mega rizz.”
“Anyway, going back to your astute observation, were you hinting that you wanted to get fucked?”
“I’ve been fucked by you. This time I want to be the top so we can be, like, real live boyfriends,” Madison said.
“Sounds like a plan to me. For us to be equal fuckbuddies and even boyfriends, we gotta bottom. And since you sound ready to top, I’m ready to bottom. Where do you want to do it?”
“Hey, dude, this is, like, your house. So you should be the one to say where, but since you asked, your bed sounds perfect to me.”
“Just remember we might get interrupted by one or more of my brothers,” Logan said as they started upstairs to his room. “We could do it at the Montlake Scenic Park. Lots of places to hide where it’s wooded. We just couldn’t get totally naked is all.”
Madison had already started pulling his soccer shorts below his crotch making sure Logan saw that his green briefs were being pushed out by his four-inch boner.
“I can see you’re serious about this,” Logan smirked.
“There’s no way I’m doing this behind some tree where everybody in Montlake Terrace can, like, watch us go at it. I bet you’ve never done anything there.”
“I’ve jacked off there and I pissed my pants once.”
“Sheesh. You and your pissing.” Madison dropped on Logan’s bed and yanked his shorts and briefs all the way off.
Just as he gave Logan a nice view of his ass, Eddie opened the back door, the alarm chime rang, and the voice that Chase said belonged to ‘the-evil- bitch-living-inside-the-wall said’, “Back door open.” He called her a witch when their parents were listening.
Since the alarm chimed and didn’t beep, Eddie knew that since the alarm hadn’t been set it was highly likely somebody was in the house. “Hey, it’s Eddie!” he called out.
“Upstairs!” Logan yelled back.
Madison reached down to pick up his shorts and briefs. Logan signaled him to hurry up, but Madison continued to take his sweet time. He was still half naked when Eddie came into Logan’s bedroom. Since Logan hadn’t instructed him to wait, Eddie figured it was safe for him to walk in.
“Whoa, it looks like somebody’s ready for action,” Eddie grinned.
“Madison likes showing off,” Logan said.
“And you don’t? I’m surprised you’re not as naked as your buddy.”
Having shown off his wares, Madison dressed. “We were, just, like talking about what we can do this afternoon.”
“How did your date go?” Logan asked.
“It was really just me at her house. We did get naked and made out in her bed, though, and for the first time I finger fucked her until she came and then she jerked me off. They were both things we hadn’t done to each other before. And that was pretty much our morning. I thought we made some progress to going all the way.”
“It sounds like it.
“Me and Logan had fun on the soccer field,” Madison said.
“It looks like you were ready to have even more fun than that,” Eddie said.
“How about we get some lunch,” Logan said. “That was originally what we came home for.”
“Yeah, whatever. But I’m with you. She really likes to move around on the bed even though we weren’t fucking. It made me hungry. I’ll go get some sandwiches and sodas out of the fridge and see you guys down there in a few.”
“I guess we can save our fuck for another time,” Logan said.
“I thought you could set things up so you don’t, like, get bothered by anybody,” Madison said.
“I think your first time would go best if we were the only peeps around.”
“That means my house when my mom and the soon-to-be-evil-stepmother are at work. But we can fuck here once I’ve fucked you, right?”
“Then we fuck wherever the fucking is good,” Logan said.
They were soon downstairs where they enjoyed lunch with Eddie and Kurt who arrived just after Logan, Madison, and Eddie had laid out their sandwiches.
The four boys spent the afternoon skinny dipping in the pool. The closest thing to sex was occasionally grabbing a cock, giving a boner a couple of strokes, and playing some literal grab ass.
Madison left the Miller house at four so he would be home for dinner with his mom and his evil-step-mom-to be.
(Levi and Trajan)
9:00 pm
While Trajan was supposedly living at the DeLuca residence and rooming with Tony, he had all but moved into the Hansen residence and was sharing a bed with Levi Hansen. This looked like it would be the state of affairs until Trajan’s family moved into their new Seattle home. The move-in day was tentatively set to be Monday, August 24.
But the big topic between the two boyfriends was the news they received in meeting with their mothers during dinner at Lugi’s Italian Restaurant. Levi’s father, George, knew what the subject of the dinner meeting was. He told his wife he approved of the idea. Trajan’s father, Giovanni, was still in Italy taking care of his mother and left dealing with Trajan to his wife.
The news was that the packers would be packing on Monday, August 17, and the movers would be emptying out the house on Tuesday, moving the furniture and the items the packers had packed. This excited Trajan and Levi, not only because it meant Trajan’s move to Seattle would be underway, but also that Trajan and Levi would be flying down to East Harbor Saturday night with Trajan’s mother, Trish.
Trajan had been halfway expecting to accompany his mother to East Harbor, but when he and Levi were told during dinner that Levi would be flying with them, they screeched with joy. The moms, who understood how their sons felt, gently hushed the young teens.
The boys got one more bit of surprise news as they prepped for bed. They had finished their evening toilet and were sitting naked on Levi’s bed debating who would be sleeping on what side. Trajan enjoyed looking at his boyfriend’s smooth pubic area. He wondered how long it would take for Levi to start growing pubic hair now that he had been 13 for almost six weeks.
Then he thought he saw something. He reached over and moved the position of Levi’s soft penis and pushed the head down to get a closer look at the pubis. As he looked closer, he could see one dark hair off to the left side of Luigi’s cock.
“What are you looking at?” Levi asked.
“This,” Trajan said as he took his index finger and thumb and gave a light tug on the three-eighth inch long strand of thin pubic hair. “You’ve got hair, dude.” He then bent over and licked the hair and the skin around it. “And it ain’t angel hair.”
Levi got as close of a look as he could. It was so thin that it was hard to tell the color. “Damn, that means I’m more than just a teenager, I’m really hitting serious puberty.” He asked Trajan to move his hand and looked as closely as he could. “I can’t tell it it’s brown, or black, or red. Oh, I hope it’s red, cuz I love being a ginger.”
“I’m with you all the way, my sweet, hairy lover,” Trajan grinned.
The boys then celebrated the news with some athletic lovemaking as Levi broke in his first hair by banging it against Trajan’s smooth ass as he hammered his boyfriend as hard as he ever had. Trajan loved every second of it. Levi shot into Trajan’s rear just before Trajan shook with a no-touch cum and shot his seed over his belly and pubes. Both boys were practiced at having hard cums and keeping their moans and groans of pleasure to a minimum volume.
NEXT: CRUISE DAY 5-SKAGWAY.