I decided that if I was going to add Haiti to my list of countries visited, disembarking for a day’s frolic in the fenced and well-guarded Disneyesque pleasure enclave of Labadee was the way to go. Painted metal art and art on canvas that would look original and colorful when you got it back to the States, but here looking like there was maybe a dozen designs, painted over and over and over again. Gay sex ‘I think a light lunch, a massage and perhaps a little fuck, and then you can certainly explore Labadee if you wish – for an hour or two. He was wearing the pink shirt and tan trousers that they all wore in this overly planned false paradise. I stood and cleaned my dick, still hard and not satisfied, stuffed it back in my jeans, without bothering to take them off to put briefs on, grabbed a tight T-shirt and my sea pass, slipped on a pair of loafers without socks, stuffed my wallet in my jeans’ back pocket, and was out the cabin door and headed down the stairs for the gangway as quickly as I could.
