This is a remake of "Trip Part 2" I felt like I didn't write it that great, so here is a remake of it.
I was laying on the bed, trying to get some sleep. But my brain was awake. I kept on thinking about William. There was no way that I was that lucky. Did I really get to touch his bellybutton, and listen to his stomach go off, with him getting aware of my kink, and not minding too much about it?
That felt really impossible. That can't be real. And ontop of that, he kissed my cheek. Did he like me?
I mean, we just met. Maybe he was developing a crush on me?
'I kind of like him a little-,' I thought to myself. I truned on the bed. 'Well, as he said, we have 6 more days to befriend eachother,'
***
So early the next morning, my family had breakfast. In the Ocean Liner's main dining room. Yesterday, William and I walked around the entire ship together. We didn't bring up the fetish at all after the moment in the game room.
After I while of walking with him, I realized I had to get back to my family. Even though they were the ones to kick me out the stateroom to meet other people, I knew they were going to be worried of where I actually am. So, I told William bye, and that we could meet again tomorrow. Which is today.
Yesterday, I did try to see if he was in the dining room when we were having dinner, but I didn't see him at all.
But it was different this morning.
As my family and I were sitting at our table, I noticed someone familiar sitting at a table a few tables down. I looked again to make sure it was who I was seeing, and it was him.
William.
He didn't notice me. He was talking to his family, and eating his breakfast.
I figured that he did notice me at first, and just didn't say anything. We both did have a lot of fun yesterday, so it would maybe be wrong for me to say that he didn't like me at all, but my insecure and overthinking mind always gets the best of me. Especially the part when my fetish leaked out to him. The fact that we didn't bring it up again makes me feel uncomfortable that he was secretly judging me.
I started to eat my breakfast some more, with taking glaces at William. I wanted to get his attention, but I didn't want to call any attention to myself and look like an idiot. Especially in Cunard's Ocean Liner.
But, at one point of me looking at him, our eyes met.
I saw William's eyes widen, and he gasped a little smiling a lot. He genuinely looked really happy to see me. He waved at me happily.
I wasn't expecting that at all.
He looked so excited to see me, I felt kind of embarrassed.
Even his family was looking at him confusedly.
They turned around to see what he was looking at, and I felt bashful.
It looked like William was signaling me if I wanted to hang out. I was done eating breakfast. So, I excused myself from the table.
"Huh? Where are you going?" My dad asked. "Did you really make a friend down at the hangout place?"
I nodded. "Didn't I tell you? His name's William," I said with a smile.
***
So, I walked to the main doors of the dining room. I saw William walking towards me. He still looked really happy. "Hey Jack!" He said.
I smiled at him. "Hey William, how are you?"
He playfully pushed my shoulder. "Not to bad,"
We started to walk.
"So, what do you wanna do?" William asked.
I didn't know what to do. We could of went to the Arcade again, or the teen place. There wasn't a lot for young people to do on Queen Mary II.
So, I shrugged at him.
William chuckled. "Wanna come to my place?"
I nodded. So, that's what we did.
***
"My family is going to be out of our suite for nearly half of the day, so we have the whole room to ourselves," William told me as we exited the stairs, of one of the decks.
I looked at him. Did he just say suite?
"Wait... suite?"
"Oh! ... Um," William said as we were walking. "You'll see," he said.
We both game up to a door. William took out a key, unlocked it, and walked. I stood at the door, with a shocked expression looking into the room.
When he said Suite, I thought it was one of the smaller ship suites that could pass off as a balcony stateroom, but it was literally the Queen Mary II's largest suite available for passengers.
I knew it was, because when my family was planning to vist my relatives, they wanted to use the Ocean Liner. So for a while it made me really interested in Cruise Ships and Ocean Liners, and I went into a ship faze for a while by looking up older Ocean Liners like RMS Titanic, RMS Carinthia, or modern Cruise ships like Carnival or something.
I got interested in seeing the rooms in modern ones, especially the one that we were going to take.
And this exact room, I remember it. Mostly because of the eye aching price. It was nearly 20,000 us dollars for just the 7 day trip.
I looked around, then back at William, who turned around. "Uhh... so... yeah, we kinda got the biggest room on the ship," he said. He looked down a little. "Yeah my family is pretty rich, but I'm not you're bratty rude cliché rich kid," William said with a chuckle.
He noticed that I was still standing on the door way.
Giggling, he came over, and pulled me inside. "Geez, just come inside,"
After he pulled me in, I couldn't believe how huge the suite was. "Jesus... this is huge!" I said.
"Well, I did say it was the biggest," William said.
"All my family could afford was the room with the window, and that's it," I spoke. I kind of felt a little jealous because of the amount of room he and his family had without having to bounce in one another.
William walked ahead of me, and went to a couch that was nearby. He sat on it, signling me to sit with him. I walked over there, and sat next to him.
"Well, it's just realistic that not even one can afford something," William said. "But, I can say you're getting a better deal with a 20k Cruise then a 20k first class plane ticket at times."
I nodded. "I've seen the prices for plane tickets, I will never get to experience that,"
I looked up. There was a stair case, that went up, and it went to a upper part that had a bed. "This is insane,"
I looked to the right, at William. My eyes drifted down.
His belly was a little pushed out. It probably was because he ate a lot of breakfast. I remember from yesterday, he has a slim belly with a deep bellybutton. But now, there was a pushed out bump on his abdomen.
It was making me blush a bit.
But then I heard him say something.
"What're you looking at?" He asked. I gasped slightly, and looked up at him. He was looking at me with a slightly confused expression.
"I-I... um, nothing!" I said. "I was looking at the ocean, over there!" I pointed to th balcony window, at the water.
He looked over there, then back at me. "Dude, you were looking down at my stomach or something," he said.
I blushed.
But then, I saw him gasp.
"Wait... oh shit I forgot you like stomachs-" He said.
I felt really embarrassed. Especially at the part that he forgot about what happened yesterday. He probably tried to forget that happened on purpose. "I'm sorry!" I said to him. "I'm a weirdo, and I'm sorry for what happened eailer yesterday morning, that was so weird of me and I'm sure you tried to erase that from your mind," I said.
"I know you hate me,"
But then I felt him touch my shoulder. "Why are you saying all that?" He asked. "Didn't I tell you that I find your fetish cute?"
I blinked at him. "But... You never broughtit up again after that,"
William chuckled. "That doesn't mean I hated your fetish or you,"
I blinked. "I... I... I guess that makes sense."
William shook his head with a giggle. Then, in a second after, he pulled his shirt up. Reveling his bloated belly. "O-Oh..." He said after looking down at his belly. "I had no idea my stomach was big like this, I must of ate a lot," He looked back up at me, and saw my red face. I saw him smile. "Butttt.... It seems like you don't mind,"
I definitely didn't.
He patted his stomach.
I reached over at poked his bellybutton, and that made him giggle. "I forgot you like bellybuttons too," he said. I continued to push my finger into his extremely deep navel. It was so deep.
He looked up at me. I didn't know that he was studying my face as I was messing with his tummy and navel.
"Jack.... To be honest, you don't know how innocent you look doing what you're doing. This fetish must be one of the most tameist kinks ever," he chuckled.
I looked up at him. "Definitely not that much," I said.
"But it is! You are!"
Blushing from the compliment I continued to rub his belly, and poke at his navel.