Jay, Chapter 4

Todd

It took some time to fully wake up. I felt how I was spooning another body. My rigid morning wood was wedged against a fleshy ass. As if by instinct, I was humping the body in my arms. It was slow. The snoring next to me continued, undeterred.

As I began to fully wake up, I realized I was humping Todd. Then I realized I wasn’t in my own bunk. There was a pounding in my head as I tried to recall what had happened the night before.

It had definitely been Todd who had suggested I slept in his bunk.
“I always sleep better when I have a snuggle buddy”, he’d said.
He’d rested his head on my chest and had almost instantly drifted off.

 It couldn’t have taken much longer for me to fall asleep as well. I did remember feeling like it was a very sexual thing at the time. We had both been, and still were, naked. But it hadn’t seemed sexual to Todd in the slightest. I just remembered getting a rock hard boner when Todd had fallen asleep. But I was quite drunk, and the comfort of the bed and the intimacy must have been enough for me to pass out as well.

Todd

I decided to get up. New guests were arriving today. When I started moving away, Todd, seemingly without waking up, grabbed my wrist. His snoring had suddenly stopped. Soon, the tension in his grip disappeared again as he drifted off into a deeper sleep. The snoring returned, and he allowed me to leave the bed.

 I got up and got ready for a busy day. When I left the bathroom, Todd was still snoring. I quietly got dressed and left the cabin. I quickly grabbed a coffee and something to eat and went into the kitchen. I made a plan for the day.

 I had figured out what I was going to do for the guests quite quickly. It helped that pick up was only at 4.00 PM. I looked at what I had left over from the last charter.

 I decided that after the crew night out, the crew could do with a good breakfast. I hadn’t noticed anyone up yet. I made them some pastries I would normally serve guests for breakfast.

Becca appeared in my kitchen with a cup of coffee.
“Hey, good morning”, I said.
“I can’t believe you’re up!”, she responded.
Her hair was still a little messy, her eyes not yet fully open.

“Yeah, I wanted to get started!”
“Is…”, Becca looked puzzled as she looked at what I was doing. “Is that for us?”
“Yeah. Thought you could all use a good breakfast.”
She gasped.
“Everyone is going to love you.”
I smiled.
“I mean, I already love you, but, even more.”
She hugged me.

I served the croissants, pains au chocolat and pains aux raisins in the crew mess. Danielle and Gloria were just chatting. They also gasped, and thanked me profusely.
“We were just talking about Rodrigo and Yasmin.”

I had totally forgotten. Rodrigo and Yasmin. The first crew hook-up. It made sense that they would be all anyone would be talking about today. While I was still processing what happened between me and Todd and how I felt about that. About him. Nobody else even knew about this. And I liked it like that.

Just as I was chatting with Danielle and Gloria, Rodrigo and Yasmin appeared from the guest cabin. They were still, or, again, in their clothes from last night. They got whoops from the three of us. They smiled, with a hint of embarrassment, and went to their cabins to change.

Todd

When I was back in the kitchen, Todd found me.
“Cheffy!”
I looked up. He had a pain aux raisins in his hand.
“This is delicious. Thank you so much.”

He walked towards me and hugged me. It was a full contact hug.
“And thank you for the snuggle last night, too. I slept great.”
After possibly five seconds, he let go.

“I gotta be on deck now, but let’s chat later!”
He walked out, his ass looking perfect in his shorts. I had a boner. I had to definitively say I was into Todd. As I was doing my prep for guest arrival, I realized I was smiling.

Halfway through the morning, provisions arrived on the dock. I got off the boat to check if everything was there and if it was to my quality standards. The deck crew was working hard to get everything on board.

Todd

I was checking out the fish when I felt a hand on my back.
“Everything in order, chef?”
I looked next to me. It was Todd. His face so close to mine. Was he flirting with me?

“Yep. These can go on”, I said.
“Yes, Sir!”
He took the box out of the truck with impressive ease and walked on board.

Back in the kitchen, I was putting everything away, when Becca walked in. She helped me while we discussed the guests’ first day.
“I’ll have to feel them out, but I feel like they’ll be the party type. For the first night, let’s not do one of the themed dinners yet.”
“Sure!”
“Just so I can figure out what suits them.”

I walked towards the preference sheets with names and photos for each guest.
“Sure, what if I do… leek terrine as the starter… tomato ravioli as the main… the courgette flower for George, who’s glutenfree. And… the cheesecake for dessert five times, and three times the vegan chocolate for the vegans and glutenfree guys? George, Charles, and… Oliver?”
“Sounds perfect.”

I prepared crew lunch and did some preparations for the welcome snack and dinner, when it was time to get into my white uniform and welcome the guests. I went to stand in line and saw Todd winking at me. I didn’t really understand what was going on between us, but I enjoyed it.

The guests seemed very nice. They were very happy with their welcome drink.
“You got together a very good-looking crew, Captain!”
Gordon was one of the primary guests, and he seemed quite forward. This group could be quite a handful. Becca gave them a tour of the boat and I went back into the kitchen to finish my charcuterie boards.

When I was finished, I radioed the girls for service. Yasmin got to the kitchen in a minute.
“These boys are going to want to drink a lot”, she said.
“I expected Becca to come down for these herself, so I figured something was up.”
“Yeah, they seem nice though.”

I pointed out to her that I had made two boards, with little signs of what everything was, so they could take it into account for their diets. Yasmin took them both up.

Ten minutes later, Becca came down.
“They love the charcuterie boards! I mean, I love the charcuterie boards! You’ve thought of everything!”
I smiled. This is the challenge I loved.
“Glad they are liking it!”

Todd

“I think I’ve already figured them out, by the way.”
I smiled.
“What do you mean?”
“They asked me to repeat the names of the deckhands. So I told them. And…”
She looked at the preference sheets.
“Gordon. He asked which of those is the thicc ass deckhand?”

I laughed.
“Todd!”, we both said at the same time.
“Which is great”, Becca continued, “because Todd will basically do whatever for a tip.”
I chuckled.
“Anyway… For tonight I think I’m going to try and get the male crew – that includes you – to bring up dessert in speedos?”

I continued preparing for dinner.
“That’s… not very sanitary. But yeah, sounds good.”
Becca laughed. She was quiet for a while.
“Wait. I remember now.”
I looked up.
“What?”
“When Todd got off the van last night? And your face basically ended up in his ass?”

Todd

I frowned. But then I remembered.
“Yeah?”
“See! You’re smiling!”
“What? No I’m not!”
“You like our thicc ass bosun!”

I panicked and looked out of the kitchen.
“Could you quiet down?!”, I whispered loudly.
She ran over to me and hugged me from the side as I continued chopping vegetables.
“This is so exciting!”
“You cannot tell him though.”
“I won’t, I promise. Not anyone. But yay!”
I turned around to hug her back.

Excitedly she walked out of the kitchen. I felt like I had bonded with Becca. And she was the only one on board I trusted with this information.

With this being the second charter, I was much less nervous for the first dinner. Yet, with the dietary restrictions I knew I had to keep my head in the game. But everything went well. The guests were so happy. Some of the guys licked their plates clean. They were also quite drunk, but still.

I plated the desserts. There was no ice cream. The cheesecake needed time out of the fridge before serving. The chocolate was ready. I had time. So Becca happily handed me a speedo. I did feel more than comfortable in my body, and I knew things like this added to a higher tip.

Todd

I walked out of the kitchen, and in the crew mess I already saw Todd, Rodrigo, and even Harrison in speedos. They all looked great, but naturally my eyes went to Todd and his curves.
“Go on, get those on!”, Rodrigo said when he saw me.
Todd and Harrison turned around and saw me.
“Yeah, c’mon! We’re missing our final member!”

I quickly went into my cabin to change. My cock stretched the front of the material a bit. I looked in the mirror. I guess I looked good. I walked back out. Becca was ready with two of the chocolate desserts.
“Fuck, you look good, Jay!”
“Thanks!”
“The boys are waiting for you upstairs. They know who they’re serving.”

I smiled as I walked up the stairs. Even when she was having men in speedos serve dessert, Becca made sure that the rest of it was professional and nobody got the wrong plate in front of them.

I caught up with the male deck crew. I noticed Todd’s light blue speedo had already started creeping up his voluptuous ass. We each had a different color on.
“Ready?”
“Ready”, I said.
Todd went first, I went last.

There was hooting and hollering from the table the second they spotted Todd. Great call from Becca. The female crew was close by, enjoying the show. Even the Captain was there, clapping and laughing. Once dessert was served, I tried explaining what they were having, but the guests were too distracted.

Todd

Oliver dropped his fork to the floor.
“Todd, I dropped my fork!”
Todd gladly played along and bent forward at the waist to pick it up. I started to chub up and knew I was not wearing a lot and it could become noticeable.

And before I knew it, focus shifted.
“Nice bulge, Chef!”
I chuckled.
“You just look at my bulge while I tell you what you’re eating.”
I knew camera phones were out when Todd, Harrison and Rodrigo stood around me and I told them what their desserts were.

“Enjoy!”
The four of us walked off and I knew Todd had been instructed to leave last. There were whistles when we walked away. When we were out of the guests’ sight, we hugged.
“Good job everyone”, Todd said.
“That better have increased our tip”, Harrison said. “It was much less scary because it was all of us”, he said.

Todd

I enjoyed the confidence boost, but I was also tired. Todd and I went back to our cabin and changed back to our uniforms.
“That was fun”, I said.
“Yeah, when I work with Becca, she tends to make me do things like this. Usually with gay male guests for some reason? But it’s things like this that make a season memorable, I think.”

I noticed Todd putting his uniform on. He was going commando, as always.
“Aren’t you done for the day?”, I asked.
“Oh, yeah. Well. I kind of want to do the dishes for you. Helps me relax before bed.”
I smiled.
“And, just hanging out with you, of course.”
He pushed me in the shoulder. I laughed.
“I appreciate it”, I said, referring to the dishes.

I had a feeling I was being flirted with, but I just wasn’t sure. I couldn’t imagine Todd really being into me. If I got the wrong idea, things could be awkward for the rest of the season. We were sharing a cabin.

I was cleaning up the kitchen and Todd was doing dishes. His ass also looked great in his uniform, and I had seen it in so many ways now, with and without clothing. It didn’t matter what he wore.

Todd

“Anyone in there you would be into?”, Todd asked me out of nowhere, gesturing to the photos of the guests. “You know, once they’re off the boat?”
“Well, they were all quite loud and drunk today”, I said.
“Just on looks then?”
“Scott for sure.”
Scott had a dimply smile and blue eyes. But I wasn’t sure if I was really into any of them. I guess I had been too focused on Todd.
“Oh, yeah. He really seemed to appreciate how you were filling out that swimsuit too. They all did.”

I laughed.
“They all did with you too!”
Todd laughed.
“Not in the front, though! It’s just this big ol’ dump truck.”
I laughed so hard.
“You know what? A lot of people love a big ol’ dump truck.”
“On a man?”
“Oh yes!”

Todd became quiet for a second.
“I didn’t know that. So am I like… the male Beyoncé?”
I chuckled.
“I guess? In a way.”

“In the airforce I was pretty consistently called Sergeant Big Ass, and I always thought it was a little embarrassing.”
“I guess you should spend more time with gay men.”
“I think you’re right.”
He smiled at me. I smiled back.

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