Date: Sun, 30 Oct 2022 02:49:08 +0000 (UTC) From: Jonathan Subject: I'm the Captain - Chapter Eight This is a story about a young man who uncle passes away and leaves him a large sum of money and the uncle's sailboat. Paul and Lucas's future hangs in the balance now that Lucas is an adult and able to make his own decisions. Randy has committed one way or the other to their proposal and Mike and Dwayne are getting more entwined in their lives every day. This is a fictional tale of sexual relationship between a young man and a teenage boy. You must be eighteen to read this story. If it is against the law where you are to read stories like this you are kindly requested to leave and not read this story. It is only a fictional story for your reading pleasure and not for distribution to any other site or resource. While some of the geographic names and place may be real, none of the names or characters are real or based on anyone real. I grew up on the water and have a familiarity with sailing and boats but no means am I an expert so please forgive any references or nomenclature that are not factually accurate. I appreciate any comments or feedback, good or bad. Send to tryitlikeit27@yahoo.com. I try to reply to as many as possible. I have had some very pleasant interactions with some of my readers so please do not hesitate to write. If you enjoy my story, you can do an Author Search on my name ("Jonathan Perkins") to find some of my other stories posted here. I'm The Captain by Jonathan Perkins Copyright 2022 All Rights Reserved Remember to donate to Nifty to keep these stories available for all our enjoyment. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I'm The Captain Chapter Eight After some satisfying sex and a good night's sleep, Lucas was much more relaxed when we got up the next morning. "I'm not going to mention anything about our proposal to Randy today, I'm just going to wait for him to bring it up," Lucas commented. "Good. If you push him I think he'll back away from it. So give him his space and what ever happens, happens," I agreed with him. We went for breakfast and ran into Randy. He was cordial but kind of quiet. I was afraid he didn't want to engage in conversation for fear we would badger him about our proposal. I started talking about the trip down South and making connections with the marina where Bart used to stay at for the winter. Randy seemed more at ease and we chatted all through breakfast. When we finished, Lucas got up and said he had to go get to work and start his morning rounds. Randy got up to walk me to the door. I stopped at the door and told him I needed his advice. "Not about buying into a marina, is it?" he chuckled. "No, that conversation is off limits until you bring it up. "Just to keep you in the loop, I'm meeting later this week with my lawyer and accountant to seek their advice. Please don't mention this to Lucas or he'll think this is a done deal. I'm still not sure what I'm going to do. I just want to get any input I can." "Understandable. This would be a big decision for you as well as us. Mike approached me yesterday and asked if we wanted Dwayne and him to come along with us when we sail South. He was concerned that neither Lucas nor I have enough experience for a journey that far and he didn't want us to get in over our heads. What do you think?" I asked Randy. "He can be a little domineering at times, a real horn dog if you know what I mean," Randy cautioned. "But he has a good heart so I'll bet he is just watching out for your well being. Make sure you set some boundaries before you agree and let him know he'll be put ashore if he gets out of hand. Worst possible scenario, tell him you won't hesitate to call the Coast Guard to have him removed. That would ruin his career." "He sounded sincere with his offer but I wanted to get you opinion," I answered him. "As long as he behaves himself I think it would be a good idea to have someone alone with more experience on the open water." "Thanks for the advice. Guess I've got some thinking to do as well as you," I smiled, patting him on the shoulder and heading to my car. "Before you go, Paul, this Saturday is Lucas's birthday. He hasn't mentioned it so I didn't know if you knew or not. I'd like to have a surprise party for him Saturday afternoon at 2:00. Just some friends from here and maybe Mike and Dwayne if they can make it. What do you think?" Randy asked me. "I had no idea it was his birthday. Is there anything I can do for the party?" "Yes, if you can get Lucas away from here Saturday morning so we can everything set up, that would be a big help." "I'll take him shopping or something. I'll have him back right after 2:00. As I pulled out of the parking lot my mind was a swirl with issues. Will Mike and Dwayne behave themselves on the trip south or will they be a problem. No way Lucas and I can make that trip alone. Now that Lucas is turning eighteen will be stick around? He'll have full access to his inheritance and be of legal age. He may want to strike out on his own rather than stay with me at the marina. Will there even be a marina? Randy doesn't sound very enthusiastic about our proposal. The marina might not exist come spring. Then what? A few miles up the road traffic came to a standstill. Unusual for this time of the morning. Bumper to bumper, stop and go for as far as I could see ahead of me. My mind was clearly not on my driving, as the guy behind me had to beep his horn several times when traffic moved but I didn't. Eventually I could see a lot of red and blue flashing lights ahead. An accident had caused the backup. I was three cars away from the cop directing traffic when I zoned out again. The guy behind me laid on his horn to get me to move. As I approached the cop, he stopped me. "I should have know it was you Paul," said the same cop I had run into before. "Is everything all right?" "Yes officer, just a lot on my mind. Sorry," I humbly answered him, again nervous around authority figures. "This is your last warning. Next time I find you not paying attention to the road I'm writing you a ticket for distracted driving. Now get moving!" he yelled. I looked straight ahead but didn't move. "Well? Do I have to write that ticket now?" he growled. "What's worse?" I inquired respectfully, "A ticket for distracted driving or a ticket for hitting the tow truck moving a crashed car?" as I pointed at the wrecker in the road ahead of me. He looked up and then turned back to me, "Guess not paying attention is catching this morning," and walked away from me. The rest of the morning my mind kept drifting from my work. My boss noticed and asked me what was wrong. I told him about the offer that we made Randy on the marina. "So you're going to leave me and be a real life swabbie for the rest of your life?" he joked. "Gosh no. If we do buy into the marina I expect Lucas will work side by side with Randy doing what he loves and I'll stay here doing what I enjoy." "Will that change your plans for going south for the winter and working down there for us?" he asked. "I don't think so. Everything is so up in the air right now. As soon as anything is figured out, you'll be the first to know," I assured him. "Good. Now get back to work before I have to fire you and solve one of your problems," he laughed and slapped me on the shoulder as he walked away. He was right. Worrying about all of this was useless. Randy would decide what he was going to decide about the marina and Lucas will do what he will do now that he is going to be an adult. The only thing I can do is accept their decisions and make the best of it. I don't know if it was the fact that this was the last week I'd be making love to an underage teenager or if it was the idea that I might be losing him come next week, but our lovemaking was so much more intense. I would go down on him and suck his cock hard and deep, not wasting any time in getting him off. When he came, I kept my mouth on him, waited a few minutes for the sensitivity to subside and then sucked him back to hardness and another orgasm. If we were fucking, I'd push back against him to take his full length in me and then push some more, almost pushing him off the bed. When he filled my insides with his cum, I'd clamp my hole tight around his cock and reach back with my hands on his thighs to hold him in me until his flaccid cock fell out on it's own. "What the hell has gotten into you the last few days?" Lucas asked. "You're a damn sex fiend!" "Just wanting to enjoy it while I can," opening my mouth before I thought about how that might sound. Sure enough, Lucas took it the wrong way. "Do you mean what I think you mean? You know I'm turning eighteen this weekend so are you getting ready to dump me?" he asked with a broken voice. I spun around and hugged him tight. "Hell no, I'd never dump you," thinking quick to cover my comment. "I just meant while I can, while I was hard. Sometimes my hardon goes away at the most inopportune time, that's all." "I've never known you to loose a stiff boner, especially when we're naked in bed." "Are you complaining? I thought you'd enjoy the up tick in passion?" "I certainly do, I just get nervous you'll get tired of me at some point," his voice fading softly. "This is us, remember? You're stuck with me as long as you'll have me." "I'll have you forever and a day," he replied and hugged me back. We kissed and held each other then cleaned up from our wild sex and went to sleep. Saturday morning I woke Lucas up early by stroking his cock until it was stiff, which didn't take long, and then sucked him off quickly and efficiently. "Still in rush - hurry mode?" he asked me. "Kind of. I want to go shopping today and get your some new clothes for school and some traveling clothes for the trip south." "What's your hurry? I don't start school for another few weeks and the trip won't be until fall," he argued and he reached out to take my cock in his hand. "Later," as I pushed him away. "I want to get this done while we have the time. If we leave it until the last minute you'll go to school looking like a bum, or worse," I teased him. "Worse?" "Considering your propensity to walk around the deck naked I don't want you feeling you can go to school that way," slapping him on the ass to get him moving. "You wouldn't want that because all the jocks and hot guys in school would be all over this gorgeous body like bears on honey," he joked as he pranced past me giggling his ass. "That's right. You're my honey and no one else's!" "Tonight I'll show you just how sweet this honey can be," Lucas smirked. "That's a deal. Now let's get going. We'll grab some breakfast on the road." I took him to the finest men's clothing store on the Cape. A young sales clerk approached us and asked what we were looking for. "An appropriate wardrobe for this man to start his senior year of high school. Clothes that will make people sit up and take notice and demand their respect. We don't want him looking like a nerd or a geek, just a cut above the crowd," I informed the sales clerk. "You want me to take his gorgeous hunk of manhood and make him look even hotter than he already is," he replied with a wink. "Something like that. And we'll need some casual clothes for warmer weather when we head South for the winter," I added. "Most of our summer wear is gone by now. But I can find him just what he needs for fall on the Cape." "That's fine," Lucas answered both of us, "I won't need much to wear on the trip down and we can shop once we get there," winking in my direction. This is going to be one very interesting trip I can foresee. Lucas and the salesclerk picked out some nice clothes, fitting for a high school senior. We hit a few more stores just killing some time before I could take Lucas back for his party. As soon as pulled into the parking lot, Lucas saw all the balloons and banners. "What the hell is this shit?" he hollered out. "Someone is having a birthday today. I'm not sure who but I know it couldn't be you because you never told me when your birthday is?" I innocently replied to him. "This whole thing was a set up! I knew it was too early to shop for school clothes! You and Randy planned this, didn't you?" he demanded to know. "Randy planned it, I just got you out of the way for the morning. Happy Birthday!" I leaned over and gave him a side hug. "You'll get my present later tonight." I parked the car and led him over to where everyone was waiting for him. Shouts and cheers of happy birthday and well wishes sprung up. Lucas's face turned red at the attention but he smiled and took it all gracefully. I held back a little and let him be the center of attention. Mike and Dwayne had been invited as well as some of the seasonal regulars that were friendly with Lucas. Randy served up an amazing assortment of foods, including his delicious homemade clam chowder. The cake followed the meal and then on to the presents. Most were sailing memorabilia or a T-shirt with a nautical theme. One of the boat owners gave him a nice windbreaker, another gave him a slicker style raincoat. Mike and Dwayne presented Lucas with a heavy box. "I know you'll be heading back to school pretty soon and the last thing you need is more homework but I think you'll like this kind," Mike announced as Lucas tore the wrapping paper off the box. Inside was a set of Coast Guard navigational charts for the entire East Coast, from Nova Scotia to Cuba. "You'll need to study these so you can find our way down to Florida this fall." "Holy hell! This is awesome. Thanks Mike, thanks Dwayne. Now I just have to figure out how to read them and what all the little icons and squiggles mean," Lucas laughed. "We are holding a training program at the Coast Guard station on navigation. I wrangled you an invitation if you like to join us. You too, Paul," Mike offered. "That were be great. Let us know the details and we'll be there," I accepted. Next was Randy's present. Not as big as Mike's present but almost as heavy. I swear I saw a tear in the corner of Randy's eye when he gave to Lucas. "I thought you might enjoy this. I know I enjoyed putting it together for you," Randy commented. Lucas unwrapped the present and found a heavy, thick photo album. On the cover in gold print was a title, "Through the Years at the Mid Cape Marina". "You might enjoy this as well, Paul," Randy said motioning me to sit beside Lucas. Lucas carefully opened the cover and on the first page was a wedding photo of Randy and Ruby. They were so young and in love. Yup, there definitely was a tear in Randy eye. The next few pages were photos of Randy and Ruby and the marina as it grew from a dream to a reality. Turning another page, the next photo was of Randy, Ruby and Uncle Bart. Lucas and I both inhaled sharply and were choking up. I put my arm on Lucas's shoulder and held him tight. The pictures went on with more and more of Uncle Bart. Ruby had disappeared from any more, both of us knowing why. Another page, another picture of Uncle Bart. This one was taken as he stood on his boat with a young boy by his side. I had all I could do to maintain my composure. "Dam it Randy, I've never seen this picture before," I exclaimed. "Who is the young boy?" Lucas asked. "That isn't you is it Paul?" I knew if I opened my mouth to answer him I'd break down and cry like a baby. "That sure was Paul. He used to go out on the boat with Bart whenever he could get here. That lasted for two summers before his father stopped bringing him. Awful shame that he missed his sailing time growing up with his uncle," Randy jumped in A few more pages and there was another young boy standing with Uncle Bart. "Do you recognize that little guy, Lucas? Cute as a button and always under foot but learned how to be a top notch sailor," Randy poked Lucas in the shoulder. There had to be over a hundred pictures in the album, some taken only a few days ago. The last picture was Lucas and myself standing together on the rear deck of the boat, our arms on each other's shoulders. When we reached the end of the pages, Lucas set it on the table so everyone else could have a chance to look at the pictures. ""Randy, I don't know what to say. That is the best present I've ever gotten or probably ever will. I don't know how to thank you," Lucas said with a sniffle. He hugged Randy and then I did the same. "It was a labor of love, Lucas. I spent the last month digging through all my old photos to find these." "I feel bad thought, taking your photos. They much mean as much to you as they do to us," Lucas said realizing Randy had given us something so personal. "I let you in on a little secret. When I picked out the ones I wanted to put in the album, I took them and had copies made. So you can have these with a clear conscience." Before the party broke up Randy announced he had planned a renaming ceremony for two weeks from today and everyone was invited to attend. "It will be crowded but I know we'll all fit. The ceremony is held on the water so come prepared to sail out for a few hours." The sun was starting to set as we got back to the boat. I carried the box with the charts, Randy carried some of the other presents and Lucas clutched the album to his chest, holding it tight. Randy said good night and left us on the boat. We went below and got undressed and into bed, Lucas still carrying the album. We lay side by side and looked through the album again, savoring every detail in every picture. It was hours before we got to the last page. Lucas gently closed it and put it away. "I was going to give you something special for your birthday but those pictures have me emotionally drained. Will you take a rain check until tomorrow morning?" I asked Lucas. "I feel the same way myself. Waiting until the morning will be better anyway," he replied, hugging me then cuddling up to snuggle. We kissed a few times, gentle loving kisses then fell asleep in each other's arms. When I awoke the next morning I turned my head to see Lucas smiling and staring at me. "Good morning, sleepy head," he purred. "Yes it is a good morning. Any morning I wake up to your smiling face is a good morning," leaning out to him to kiss him. "Remember I told you I was adrift until I met you?" Lucas asked me, "Yes I do." "Looking at those pictures last night made me realize I had not really been alone and on my own. I just didn't realize how important Randy and Bart had become to me. Just as you are now. But this time I know what you mean to me and how much I care for you." "I know what you mean. When I was forbidden from being with Uncle Bart it left a hole in my being that I thought would never be filled. Then you came along and filled that hole," I offered "That one and another one as well," he giggled. Slapping his naked ass hard with my hand, "Smart ass! I'm trying to be serious and you goof on me?" "Sorry, it just fit," he replied to another round of uncontrolled giggling. I rolled on top of him and began to tickle him. "I'll give you something to laugh about." "Ok, ok, stop. I have a confession to make," he managed to blurt out. "Randy had the date confused and today is actually my birthday. Now that I'm eighteen I want my present from you," as he reached down and grabbed my cock. "You already have that any time you want," I told him as I kissed him. "I know, but it's where I want it that's different this morning," he replied with a grin. It took me a minute to catch on to what he meant. "Are you sure?" I asked him "Yes, I've wanted it for so long but I know how hung up you get on details and taking the cherry of an underage boy would have prevented you from enjoying it as much as I will. Now I'm legal you can fuck with no guilt or second thoughts." I was shocked that Lucas had waited so long considering his usual sexual assertiveness. But that feeling quickly morphed into desire as we made out and rubbed our naked bodies together. My hand drifter to his stiff cock and slowly stroked him while he did the same for me. Slow and sensual so as to enjoy the feel of each other, not the rapid moves to achieve an orgasm. Lucas broke our kiss and lowered himself down to my cock, licking the precum and then lowering his mouth over me, holding still but slowly moving his tongue around. "Be careful you don't get me off before we get to the main event," I cautioned him. "Just making sure you're up and ready," he mumbled with a mouthful. "Oh, I'm ready." I pulled him up and told him to lay on his back with his legs up. He told me he'd rather be on all fours so he could better control the action. "I'll take my time and be gentle, you don't have to worry," I assured him. "That's exactly what I am worried about. I want to be able to slam back on you when I ready and take you all the way in me." He got on his hands and knees and presented his young gorgeous ass to me. I put my hands on his ass and fondle and massaged his cheeks, then spread them to get a good look at his pucker. I would have never thought I would be so inclined but the sight before me made me lower my head and stick my tongue and touch his rosebud. "Oh damn, that is so hot!" Lucas yelled out. I started licking and working his hole with my tongue, flexing the muscles in my tongue to make it as pointed as possible. I could feel Lucas tightening and loosening his ass muscle as I made love to his hole with my mouth. As he loosened I was able to slightly penetrate him, making him drop his head on the bed. "Ok, ok, enough tongue, now I want your cock in there," he begged. I took the tube of lube Lucas had laid out for me and squirted some in my hand, slathering it all over my cock. Then some more on the tips of my fingers and spread it all over his ass cheeks. One more squeeze onto my fingertips and pressed it into his hole, slowly entering him and working that finger in until I felt him loosen up again. I slowly finger fucked him as he pleaded for more. I managed to get a second finger in and now all I heard from him was moaning and heavy breathing. Feeling the time was right I removed my fingers and brought the tip of my cock to him. "Are you ready?" I asked him, knowing full well what his answer would be. "Yes, for god's sake yes. Fuck me!" I leaned forward to put some pressure on him. I had to hold my cock to keep it lined up as I watched the head disappear into him. He let out a gasp as he felt the burning pain on my intrusion. "Do you want me to pull out?" I asked him as I held still. "Don't you dare! Just let me get used to it for a minute," he replied through his teeth. I fully expected this to last a few minutes until I could feel him relax. But only a few seconds had pasted when he thrust himself back onto me, taking the entire length of me in him in one forceful shove. "Ok, just hold there for a minute," he said as he was panting and his sphincter muscle was twitching. I knew he must be in pain and the only thing I could do was to rub his back and his hips to try and take his mind off the discomfort. I thought the pain was too much for him when he moved forward so I assumed he was going to pull of me. Instead he stopped just before I would have been out and then he thrust back again. He moved back and forth as I stayed still, increasing his speed and force of his thrusts. He was fucking my cock, not me fucking his ass. I wanted this to last as long as I could but Lucas was too aggressive. I felt him tighten and loosen his sphincter, grabbing and releasing its hold on my manhood. I felt my cock getting sensitive and the familiar tingle in my loins. My ball sack contracted and my cock got even stiffer and there was no stopping the speeding cum train headed for Lucas's bowels. "I'm going to shoot my load, Lucas. I can't hold it any longer," I warned him. "Please, please, ram it deep and hard and fill me up with your juices!" As I felt the first surge shooting threw my cock I pushed deep as he instructed and just held myself tight to his ass depositing six or more surges of cum inside my lover. When I had finished I fell forward on his back, exhausted and spent. My weight caused Lucas to collapse underneath me, laying flat on the bed. He spread his arms to his side and opened his legs as we lay with each other in the afterglow of hot sex. Finally he turned his head and kissed my cheek. "Now I feel like a man, a real man, having given myself to you," he whispered. I positioned my head so I could kiss him on the lips. "You've always been a man in my eyes. We've given each other the ultimate gift that true lover share," I cooed to him. We lay there a little while longer then finally had regained enough strength to get off the bed. "Good thing we haven't done the wash yet this week. Now we have another set of sheets to wash," as he pointed out the puddle of cum on the bed. "Yours?" as asked him. "Yup. You fucked it right out of me, just before you came. Didn't you feel my ass puckering?" "I did but I thought you were playing games with me," I laughed. "Let's get cleaned up, go take a shower and go get some breakfast." "Can't we just stop time right here and now. The party, the album, making love; everything in my life is just perfect at this instance and I don't want anything to change." "It will change. And it will get better, believe it or not. We still have many more years of living and loving together to enjoy," I told him. We past Randy as we were headed to breakfast and invited him along. He gladly accepted and told Lucas to go get the album. He wanted to show it to Edgar and his wife if Lucas didn't mind. Lucas took off at a run to bring back the album. Edgar met us at the door as we approached the restaurant. "Twice in the same month? Is the Earth coming to an end?" he joked. "Just another special occasion. Master Lucas here turned eighteen and now officially a man," he announced. Lucas blushed remembering he had said the same thing after Paul fucked his virgin ass. "Congratulations Lucas. What is that you have with you?" Edgar asked. "This was his present I gave him at his party yesterday and I thought you might like to look at it," Randy answered. He laid the book on the table as we all sat down. Edgar hollered for his wife to come join us as he opened the book. She sat next to him as they slowly turned page after page, pointing out people and places from long ago. Both had tears in their eyes when they came across pictures of Ruby and Bart. At the last page they closed the book and both of them came over to hug Randy. "That is the most beautiful thing we have ever seen. That brings back so many, many great memories of the people who were the most important people in our lives," Edgar said as he wiped his nose. "Lucas, you are very lucky young man to have fallen in with these pirates of the high seas," he said as he put his hand on Randy's shoulder and gave him a good-natured shake. "Lets get some food on the table and talk while we eat." We sat and ate and talked for almost three hours. When we finally got up to leave, Edgar escorted us to the door. "Randy, please come back more often. Once a month is way too long to be apart. I had forgotten how much you mean to us. And bring Paul and Lucas with you of course. Like it or not, they are part of our family now," Edgar spoke to Randy while hugging him. He turned and hugged Lucas and myself as well. "We definitely will. We're honored to be part of your family, Edgar," I told him sincerely. Mike was pulling out of the parking lot when we returned to the marina. "Hey, glad I caught you. I left a message in Randy's office but I wanted to talk to you in person," he hollered out the window of his truck. "Good morning, Mike. What's up?" "The chart course has been pushed up and is going to start tomorrow. I had no problem convincing my commander that you two should join us but I wasn't sure if the scheduling change would be a problem. It runs from 1:00 to 5:00, Monday through Friday for the next two weeks. Sorry about the short notice but the instructor is going on leave and then will be reassigned. He's the best there is so we wanted to use him before he left," Mike explained. "Won't be a problem for me, I already got the ok from Randy to take the time off from work," Lucas told Mike. "I spoke to my boss and I'll just have to update him on the change. If there is a problem, I'll let you know," I told Mike. We chatted with Randy at his office for a while. He brought up our offer and said he spoke with his accountant and his lawyer. They both wanted to meet with our lawyers and us. "We don't have a lawyer, didn't think we needed one," Lucas spoke up. "It's just two friends wanting to help another friend." "But any time it involves money, especially this much money, you always want legal advice to make sure everyone stays friends," Randy laughed. "I can give you the name of the lawyer that Bart used. He'd be familiar with the marina and your situation." We returned to the boat and decided to have a lazy afternoon. Lucas brought out his charts and we looked them over for a while then I left him to study them while I went and lay down for a nap. I was awoken with a hand massaging my crotch. As my cock began to stiffen at the attention, another hand unbuttoned my pants and pulled my zipper down, allowing the first hand to invade my underwear. I gave out a soft moan and I raised my hips to allow the hands trespassing on my body to remove my pants and underwear. "What are you doing?" I teasingly asked. "Shhh, you're about to have a wet dream," a voice replied. "The best kind!" I answered I had kept my eyes closed all this time but I knew it was Lucas. Who else would sneak into my berthing area and molest me, in a good way for sure. I spread my legs to give me better access to what ever he wanted. His hand wrapped around my boner and stroked it slow and firm. His other hand caressed my balls, playing with one, then the other. I could feel his hot breath on my thighs, knowing what was about to happen. I flexed my muscles and stiffened my cock in anticipation of his mouth. Doing so squeezed out a drop of precum out of my piss slit. "Nice. An appetizer," Lucas murmured as he licked it off. He opened his mouth wide and lowered it over my cock without touching it until it hit the back of his mouth. Then he closed his mouth and engulfed me in one move. The sudden warmth and wetness of his mouth sent sparks through my body. Did he learn this move from Dwayne? Don't know, don't care. It's awesome and I'm enjoying it. Lucas worked on my manhood with a vengeance, then paused, leaving me wanting for more. He ran his hands over my thighs and legs, momentarily taking my mind of his lack of action, then went back to sucking deep and hard for a few minutes. Then another pause, this time running his hand back to my ass and playing with my hole. I tried to raise my legs to give him better access but he pushed them back down. Clearly he was in control and was calling the plays. He moved his fingers away from my ass causing me to whine and wiggle all over. Back to some more sucking, this time squeezing my balls in one hand and putting his finger back on my hole. This had lasted twenty minutes and I was ready for him to stop edging me and let me cum. "Please let me cum, you're killing me!" I begged him. "Oh, is that what you thought this was about? This is a dream, remember? Ever wake up from having a dream before it got to the good part?" he asked as he jumped back off the bed and started to walk towards the door. "What the fuck? You're going to leave me here like this?" my wet stiff cock sticking straight up and leaking. "Maybe if you ask pretty please I'll come back," he giggled. "Get your damn mouth back on my cock and finish what you started! I yelled in mock anger. "NOW!" "Well, if you put it that way," as he flung himself back on the bed and put my cock back where it belonged, in his mouth. This time his hands were all over me, on my balls, in my ass, tweaking my nipples. He was such a flurry of activity I almost lost concentration of what his mouth was doing. But only for a moment. I felt the surge building in my loins and my load of cum was churning to be released. With one mighty contraction I shot the first of eight huge bursts of sperm into Lucas's mouth. He choked, he gagged, he gurgled and slurped but he took every drop, swallowing as fast as I was squirting. I had not cum that much or that forcefully in I don't know how long. Or maybe it just that it seemed like every time Lucas gave me his special attention it just seemed like the best one ever. Regardless, I was so out of breath I couldn't respond when he asked me if I enjoyed what he did. I just nodded my head and smiled. Lucas moved up to put his mouth on mine and gave me a cum kiss. I was still trying to catch my breath so I couldn't hold the kiss very long. When I finally got my breathing back to normal I looked in his eyes, "Hell of a dream. But I think I like reality better. Dreams go away in the morning, reality doesn't," I said to him. "Damn right, this reality isn't going anywhere," he replied with another kiss, this one longer and more intimate. He suddenly jumped up and yelled to me, "Come here, I have to show you something. I almost forgot why I came in here," turning sideways as he walked to wave me into the galley. "You mean you didn't come in here to give me the best blowjob anyone has ever gotten?" "No, but when I saw you laying there so peaceful and helpless I knew I would have you at my mercy," he laughed and then scooted to the galley where he had his charts laid out. "Look, these charts show all the ports between here and Florida. You said you want Mike and Dwayne along so we could sail 24/7 and have someone at the helm all the time. Can we stop at some of these ports? I've only been off Cape once in my life and that was to go to a detox facility my folks were in. I would love to see more places. Please?" he begged. "Does this mean you don't want Mike and Dwayne to go with us?" I asked wondering if he had second thoughts. "Oh, hell no. There is a lot of ocean between here and there and I'd feel more comfortable with them along as backup in case we get in trouble," he assured me. "They would probably like to stop in these other ports as well. They can help us figure out sailing times and which ports to stop at then find a marina and make sure we have a spot to tie up over night." "Sounds like you've got this all figured out." "That's what happens when you leave me all alone to go take a nap," he smiled. "That and something else. I like the something else a whole lot better," I replied punching him in the shoulder. "We'll talk to Mike and Dwayne and see what they think." I wanted to return the favor and give Lucas the best blowjob I could but he was too excited looking over his charts. I resolved myself to wait until we went to bed and ambush him like he did me. Unfortunately I got tired before he did and I fell asleep before him. The next morning I met with my boss to let him know the navigation course was starting early. I told him I would come in a 6:00 to get in some hours to compensate for leaving at noon. He told me that wasn't necessary but I didn't want my team to be saddled with the additional workload. I left a noon and picked up Lucas then headed to the Coast Guard Station. I pulled up to the gate and introduced myself, explaining Mike was supposed to meet us. "Yes, Mike told me to expect you. He got held up but should be along any minute. In the meantime you can park you car and come into the guard shack and get yourselves prepared for the security check," the guard told us. "Prepared for what?" I asked, not being familiar with security procedures. "Didn't Mike tell you? Any civilians entering the station for the first time are subject to a strip search. So come in and get undressed," he said with a straight face. I was flabbergasted! No way I was going to submit to that. I was about to shift into reverse and get the hell out of there when I heard laughter from inside the guard shack and the guard standing in the door broke into laughter as well. Mike jumped out from behind the desk inside. "Gotcha! You should have seen the look on your faces!" Mike blurted out. "I wish I had taken a picture," as he and the guard doubled over in laughter. "You fucking prick! I should have known better. I may just report this to the station commander," I said bluffing. "Oh, calm down," Mike said as he climbed in the back seat to direct us where to go. "You might have freaked out but I think Lucas might have enjoyed being naked in front of that hot guard," giving Lucas's shoulder a squeeze. "No way, my body is only on display for a select few," he retorted. "I'm glad I'm included in that group," Mike replied as Lucas's face turned red. The instructor passed out some tools to the class but didn't have any for us, seeing as we were civilians and late additions to the class. He told us where we could buy them for the next class. After a couple hours of learning about navigation and the charts, he put a chart up on the projector. Picking out two points on the chart, he asked the class to plot a course heading from one point to the other and the distance to travel between them. Everyone took out their copy of the chart and worked on the problem with their protractors, dividers and scales. Lucas was looking at Mike's work to see if he could follow along. I did a few calculations in my head, pulled up my trigonometry tables on my phone and raised my hand with an answer. The instructor gave me a puzzled look and asked if I had a question. "No, I have a heading and distance," I proudly answered. "But you don't have any tools to work with?" he said looking at me with doubt in his eyes. "Didn't need them," I replied. Just then one of the other guys held up his hand. The instructor called on him to give his answer. His answer was wrong. The next one to raise his hand was also wrong. I put my hand back up and just blurted out my answer. "Yes, that's correct. But how did you figure it out? The instructor asked. "Simple math, trigonometry and geometry," I replied. "Could you come show the class on the white board?" he said, pointing to the large white board on the side of the room. I went up and wrote out the equations that I used to figure the angles and the new heading as well as the angular distance between points one and two. When I finished, I turned to him and pointed to my work. "Simple math." He stood there scratching his head as he looked at the board. Then Mike spoke up. "He's an engineer. He does this math crap all day long. He's just here to find the best ports between here and Florida to anchor for the night where he can get drunk and get laid," bringing a loud road of laughter from the class. "MIKE!" Lucas yelled. "Only kidding everyone. He is an engineer so he uses math where we use our tools. He and Lucas are planning to sail South this fall and they just want to be as prepared as possible," retracting his previous statement. The rest of the class moved along quickly, with me trying to keep as inconspicuous as possible. At the end of the class the instructor told us he was glad we were doing everything we could to prepare for our trip. Then he asked me if I could show him how to use that 'simple math' when I had some free time. As we were leaving the room, the station commander approached us. "Its not every day we have civilians taking training with our crew but Mike was very persuasive in getting me to allow both of you to sit in," he said as he shook our hands. "I understand Mike has also volunteered to accompany you on your voyage." "Yes, he and Dwayne will be sailing with us. It was very generous on their part to baby sit us," I laughed. It might not be as altruistic as you think. Both of them haven't taken any time off for several years. They are both workaholics. I threatened them with losing their leave time if they don't use it. I'm sure they are looking out for you but I think he has an ulterior motive as well by taking the time to go," the commander told us. "He's helping us so if we're helping him use his leave time then it's a win - win situation," I responded. About then Mike and Dwayne came along. "Good afternoon, Commander Fenton. I see you have meet our newest Puddle Pirates," Mike said that brought him a frown from the commander. "I have to go take care of some paperwork but Dwayne would be happy to give you both a personal tour of the station if you'd like." "Thanks but I have to get back and turn in early. Have to be up at 4:00 so I can be at work early this week," I thanked him for his offer. "I don't have to be up early, I'd love a tour. If that's all right with you, Paul," Lucas said looking at me for approval. "We can get him a ride back to the marina if he wants to stay," Dwayne offered with a big smile on his face. I wasn't real happy with this development. The smile on Dwayne's face made me wonder if there was more to this tour than he was saying. I didn't have much choice but to grudgingly agree. I grabbed some fast food on the way back to the boat and ate by myself. I started to brood over Lucas being with Dwayne instead of me. I know I was just being a jealous ass but sometimes the logical side of the brain can't over rule the emotional side. I finished eating and went to take a shower so I could save some time in the morning. That and it gave me something to do while I was waiting for Lucas to come home. The shower may have not been my best idea. The water came on and all I could think of was the hot times we had in these showers. My hot time didn't last too long as I only had a few quarters in my pocket for the hot water timer. Lucas always brought the master key so we had unlimited hot water. I was surprised at how little time a quarter bought when I heard the click and the shower ran ice cold. I rinsed off as fast as I could and shut off the water. Drying off I lamented at what a miserable idea this whole navigation course had been. I got the instructor mad at me the first day, Dwayne kidnapped Lucas and I ended up with junk food and a cold shower. Damn! I went back to the boat and got into bed. I tried to sleep but my mind was racing. Mike had joked about strip searching new visitors. Is that what Dwayne and he were up to with Lucas? Did they convince him it wasn't a joke? Once the clothes come off I know full well what comes next. They do! Shit! It's been five hours since I left the station. How long can a tour take? I guess it depends on who is touring whom. Enough! I've got to get some sleep or I'll be useless at work tomorrow. But how can I sleep wondering, no, imagining what Lucas and Dwayne are doing. Just then I felt the boat move as someone came aboard. I assumed it was Lucas. I didn't want to give the impression I was awake waiting for him to get home. I rolled on my side and pretended to be asleep. I heard Lucas get undressed and slide quietly into bed. He snuggled up to me and gave me a kiss on the neck. "Good night, Paul," and he rolled back on his side of the bed. 'Good night, Paul'? Not 'Good night, lover'? Or any of his other pet names? Rather formal if you ask me. And no sexual advances? Maybe he's all sexed out from his 'tour'? I didn't dare answer his good night kiss knowing that I would go off on him and accuse him of things I had no idea if he did or not. But why else would he be so late? Fuck! I wish I were better at relationships. I'd know how to handle this.