The Suite Life on Deck: Episode I

It was hot on the SS Tipton. Really hot. The giant cruise ship was currently slowly cruising along the quite waters of the Caribbean Sea, where the sun beat down on the sky deck of the ship with a relentless, burning heat. For Cody Martin, the sun was especially hot.
Cody had sensitive skin, and although he had applied a massive amount of sunscreen before his shift, he felt like the rays of the sun were penetrating the lotion and slowly baking his skin to a crisp. He wiped the sweat off his brow, and then folded another towel.
I hate this job.
Looking over at the juice bar, he saw his twin brother, Zach.
At least he has some shade, and can sneak a quick smoothie whenever he feels like it.
He’s always the lucky one.
Cody shook his head, and folded another towel.
Then, out of the blue, came a feminine voice.
“Cody!”
Cody Martin looked up from his table, and smiled when he saw who it was. Bailey Pickett was Cody’s girlfriend, which sometimes surprised even him. The Kansas farm girl was very attractive, with light brown hair and matching big brown eyes, with high cheeks and a perfect smile, with perfect teeth. She was Cody’s dream girl, sharing his interest and intelligence, and the only one able to match wits with him here on the ship.
“Hi Bailey.”
“How’s your shift going?”
“Hot. Really hot.”
“Yeah,” agreed Bailey, fanning her hand in front of her face. “Tell me about it.”
“What have you done today?”
“I finished that science project for Ms. Tutweiler, and then took a nap.”
“Lucky you. I haven’t finished it yet.”
Bailey sidled up closer to him and lowered her voice.
“Guess what I got in the mail today,” she said, quietly.
Cody looked at her quizzically, trying to remember. “Uhhh…”
“The birth control pills, and the morning-after pills,” she whispered, so low that Cody could barely hear her.
Cody brought his head away, and smiled.
“So…” said Cody, not quite sure how to say it.
“So,” repeated Bailey. “I’m going to get rid of London for a few hours, and you’re going to visit my room.”
Cody smiled, even wider. “That sounds like a plan. Text me when she’s gone?”
“I will,” she replied.
Bailey leaned towards him and Cody kissed her on the lips, lingering there for a second before Bailey pulled away, smiled at him flirtatiously, and walked away. Cody stared after her as she walked away, his gaze transfixed to her swinging hips. She had nice hips, he reflected.
Wow. He thought, as he absentmindedly folded another towel.
I’d almost given up on ever having sex with her!
But now…I’m nervous. Cody admitted to himself.
He had every right to be, he believed. Having never had sex before, or had nothing sexual at all done to him, Cody wasn’t sure if you would be able to perform “adequately”. He didn’t know if Bailey had had sex before, he didn’t know if he would be able to please her, he didn’t know…
Stop thinking about it, he commanded himself.
There’s not point in it.
We’ll just see tonight.
Cody went back to his towel folding, unconsciously shifting his position to hide his growing erection in the tight shorts of his uniform as he thought forward to what was going to happen that night.

Zach watched as Bailey kissed Cody and then walked away. He noticed the farm girl’s wide and luscious ass, swing and jiggling as she walked away.
“Damn,” he muttered.
How had Cody gotten that girl? He wondered.
It surprised him very much that Bailey, who was good looking enough have nearly any guy on the ship, had chosen Cody. After all, Cody was…nerdy. And weak, and way to smart. Then again, Bailey was all those things as well. Except weak. Bailey could probably beat Zach in an arm wrestling contest. Not that he’d ever admit it.
He shook his head, and cleaned off the table of the juice bar, again. He hated this job. But at least he didn’t have to stand out in the sun folding towels, like Cody did. Zach could practically see the beads of sweat dripping down off of Cody’s forehead and past his green eyes.
Zach’s friend London Tipton walked up to the bar, dressed as usual in the latest fashion with lots of pink and glitter. It did make her look good, though.
“Hey London. The usual?” Asked Zach.
“Yes please.”
Zach turned away from London to make her usually smoothie, while she sat herself down on one of the stools. The teenage boy turned around and handed London her glass, and resumed wiping the counter down. The beauty took a sip through the straw, as Zach dragged the damp clothe from side to side.
“What are you doing tonight?” Asked Zach.
“I don’t know yet. I want to go shopping, but the stores on this stupid boat don’t have anything good.”
Zach nodded, pretending to sympathize. London was the heiress of one of the richest men in the world, Mr. Tipton. She often liked to go on wild shopping sprees while spending tons of money on clothes and makeup and other such things. Zach had to admit, though, that almost all of the items that London wore made her look fantastically good, showing off her ample bosom, gorgeous figure, and perfect ass.
Zach had lusted after London for years, ever since he had first met her in the Tipton Hotel many years ago. He’d never had the nerve to do anything about it, however, as London was several years older than him. Even though they were both seniors in the Seven Seas High School here aboard the ship, London was 23 years old, having had to retake several different grades several different times. Zach didn’t mind. The longer he got to look at the Asian beauty, the happier he would be.
“What are you doing tonight?” London asked him.
“Nothing that I know of.”
“You aren’t doing anything with Maya?” She queried.
“She has a lot of homework to do tonight,” he replied.
Maya was Zach’s smoking-hot girlfriend. He had met her when she started working on the ship as a waitress, and had eventually succeeded in asking her out. He hadn’t yet had sex with her, but he was expecting to anytime now. And he couldn’t wait. He had a box of condoms sitting under his bed in his room, just waiting to be opened.
“Oh,” said London.
Talking with London could be very difficult. She was, in short, dumb. Even Zach, who was no genius himself, was often frustrated with London’s lack of intelligence. She had a very short attention span, and never understood it when Zach and his friends made her the butt of their jokes.
His attention was diverted from the hot Asian heiress then, when he saw two attractive, familiar, and identical figures walking his way. Zach tossed the rag he was holding to the side, and stepped out from behind the juice bar as the two figures approached.
“Hi Zach!” They both called, at the same time.
“Janice! Jessica! What are you doing here?” He replied, confused.
The two girls were identical twins, who he and Cody had met when they lived in the Tipton Hotel back in Boston. They were both blond, with brown eyes and high cheek bones. Jessica had been his first sexual experience years ago, during one of the trips when they had visited Boston. It was a great time, Zach remembered, picturing those thin lips on his cock, driving up and down. It got him hard just remembering it.
“Well,” replied Jessica. “We liked it so much when we came here for the fashion show…”
“…that we decided to come back here…” continued Janice.
“…for our vacation.” Finished Jessica.
The twins often did that, finishing each others sentences and such. It could sometimes get quite confusing. But their good looks made up for it.
“How long are you here for?” he asked them.
“Just the weekend,” answered Janice.
Zach nodded. He remembered Cody then, and called out to him over at the towel station.
“Yo Cody, look who it is!” He called, motioning at the two girls.
Cody’s eyes perked up when he saw the twins.
“Janice, Jessica! What are you doing here?”
Zach tuned out the two girls as they explained to Cody, and his attention was drawn to London. She was still sitting at the juice bar, with her back turned to him. Something about the slump of her shoulders, and her posture…it made him think that something was bothering her. He left Cody to talk to the twins and went to sit next to London.
“Are you okay, London?” He asked.
She looked up from her smoothie and glanced at Zach before looking back down.
“Yeah,” she replied, not very convincingly.
“C’mon, London. I’ve been your friend for years, I know when somethings bothering you, and when you’re lying to me.”
She looked back up at him, and gave him a tired grin. “Its…my dad.”
“What did he do now? Get another wife?”
“No, not that.”
Mr. Tipton was infamous for his many different wives, often marrying one and divorcing her a few weeks later.
“Did he cut your allowance again?”
“Yeah, but only by a few thousand dollars. That’s not what’s bothering me.”
A few thousand! What the fuck! She must get like a million a month!
“So what is it?”
“He…keeps scaring my boyfriends away.”
“How?”
“Threatening them, blackmailing them…I don’t have enough time to get close to them!”
“What do you mean by close?”
“Like I had this boyfriend a few weeks ago, Dan. I really like him! But we only kissed a few times, when he disappeared. My dad doesn’t want me to have relationships! How does he always know?!”
Zach began to see the problem. And he also saw a way to get this to his advantage. His devious mind working fast, he came up with a quick plan.
“Maybe he keeps eyes on you, to make sure you don’t get involved with anyone.”
“Maybe.