Date: Wed, 5 Mar 2003 07:54:57 -0800 (PST) From: mycandlelight_dreams Subject: Sailor Boys - Chap 2 THE NORMAL BORING DISCLAIMER: This story is FICTION, and just one of my fantasies. Any similarity to real persons is purely coincidental. Further, this story contains sexually explicit information between an adult and a teen-ager. If this type of material offends you, do NOT read further. However, if you like these kinds of stories, then read on and ENJOY! --- CHAPTER 2 At the helm, I ignited the four diesel engines, and the rumble softly vibrated the decking below my feet. I always get an erotic charge out my lady when she's burning diesel. It's a sense of power that nothing else can give you. Slowly, methodically, I accelerated forward away from the place these boys called home, and headed out to the open sea. It was a matter of only 30 minutes before the land was behind us, and we were surrounded on all sides by water. The boys had begun to surface from below, one by one, in their dapper uniforms. I chuckled to myself again, because the "uniforms" that I had chosen were something right out of a pirate movie. I even had a couple of eye patches handy for anyone that really wanted to get adventurous. The boys were starting to get into the atmosphere of the outfits and their new seaward adventure. Shutting down the engines, and letting The Mighty Miss drift, I gathered my crew to the bow of the ship for a group photo. It was something I promised Brandon, and I thought now would be a good time. Typical of boys this age, they jabbed and poked each other, and a few insisted on the "bunny ears" above the heads of the boys in the front row. I allowed their silliness for a few shots, but insisted on a more serious shot for their parents. A silence befell them, and each lost their smile. A few grumbled and sneered at me. It was an absolutely hideous picture. Perfect, I thought. The whole group looked like a scallywag mob! I smiled so big that I shocked the boys. "You have teeth," Zachary said. "Yes, as a matter of fact I do. And, they're real too." All the boys laughed. We spent the rest of the first day getting to know my lady. The riggings, and tie lines, sails and coils, holds and directions, all the basics for a mate to learn, and these boys were soaking up the information like a sponge. "Tomorrow," I announced, "We raise the sails. THEN, you'll see what she can do." After a meal that the boys learned to prepare themselves, and the galley cleaned, I gathered the boys together on deck. The stars were so bright and clear, and there must have been millions of them. I'm always surprised at how many more stars you see on the sea. No city lights to drown them out. Occasionally, I've seen shooting stars, and it makes your heart jump. Most of the boys had not seen the open sky this way, and all were enjoying the view. The gentle rocking of the ship was soothing and felt like the ship was cradling us into the night. It was then that I decided to make my announcement regarding Brandon. "A First Mate is a very responsible position," I declared. Now, all the boys had their eyes on me. "It's the hardest job on the ship, and takes leadership, stamina, strength, and a will to survive. I've made my decision on who is going to be my First Mate on this trip." If it weren't for the water clapping the side of the ship, you could have heard a pin drop. "Brandon?" I pointed to the lad that had brought me this prized voyage. "Are you up to the challenge?" Nine other boys groaned and moaned. "Yes, Captain. Yes, Sir." He said and jokingly saluted me. "As part of my tradition, I'll allow you to choose who will be your assistant." This made all of them spry to attention once more. Sure, they couldn't be First Mate, but maybe Mate's Assistant was an okay position. "I'll give you one day to decide, and there will be some tests for you boys, to help Brandon decide." I let this new possibility sink in for a few minutes. No one spoke, just the calm slapping of the water against The Mighty Miss. "Time to turn in. It'll be a busy day tomorrow, and you boys need your rest." I dropped the anchor and chose to turn in myself. Before sailing to dream land, I decided to finish charting our course. The Pacific Seaboard has a wealth of uncharted and deserted islands. Of course, as familiar as I was with this part of the world, these little treasures didn't stay hidden from me for long. They are perfect for little day trips; and I also promised myself that I'd visit one of the smaller Hawaiian Islands. And so, charting my course on a printed map, I outlined when we would stop, and for how long. After all, I had six weeks to play with these boys. There was no reason to hurry the trip. Six weeks, I thought to myself. Plenty of time to see whether or not I could make "men" out of them. My evening would not be restful, for as I started to doze off, I heard a small "tap-tap-tap" on my berth door. I thought, Oh, great, one of these little money-mongers has already forgotten where the bathroom is. I got up, and opened the door to my cabin. I had to look down, because there, cowering in front of my cabin was the youngest of my crew, Jeffrey, or "Jeffy" as he liked to be called. At the bashful age of 9 years old, the boy barely broke 4 feet. He never had to crouch down to get through any of the doors, and as I discovered soon enough, became the Master of Hide and Seek. However, tonight, Jeffy was in no mood for games. He was shaking, upset, and his wet cheeks clearly indicated that he was not having any fun. "What seems to be the problem, Matey?" I smiled down at him. Jeffy remained looking at the floor. I placed my hand under his chin and raised his head to look at me. "I say, why aren't you in bed?" "Please, Captain." He stuttered, and my heart melted. "I'm afraid and the other boys keep making fun of me. I'm not a baby, and I don't like being called that." He began to sob again, and I could instantly surmise what had occurred. The poor lad, maybe homesick, seasick or a little of both, had made the mistake of letting his tears go, and the boys had a field day with it. "Would you like to stay with the Captain?" I asked this, sure of the answer, and yet pleasantly surprised by his nod yes. "Well, no reason for you to stand in the hallway. Come in, boy, come in." I draped my arm around his shaking shoulders and escorted him in, closing the door behind me. Since my bed is a larger bed than normal, sharing it with this little lad would make no difference to my sleep. The boy barely weighed 75 pounds soaking wet. Dark hair and darker eyes, this boy looked so adorable in his Pirate's uniform, I smiled to myself. I removed my robe and Jeffy focused on my bare skin. I sleep naked on my ship. No reason for fancy sleeping clothes, in my opinion. Jeffy's eyes wondered up and down my firm muscular body. He stopped for an extra time to admire my soft dick. The attention this boy's eyes were giving me, however, began to make my dick enlarge. "You look different." Jeffy pointed at my rising cock. "What do you mean 'different'?" "Look." Jeffy then removed his pants and pulled off his under shorts. Yep, sure enough, the boy was uncut. Well, no wonder he thought I was different. I explained that when I was a little boy, they cut off the extra part of skin. As I explained this, I gently pulled on Jeffy's foreskin. "Oh," he said. That was that. Mystery solved. I love the simplicity of youth. Then Jeffy, figuring my attire was the correct one, finished undressing, tossing his clothes on the chair near my door. I took the time to watch him undress, and the tinglings began to stir in my cock. His pale skin was smooth and tender. With the exception of the hair on his head, there wasn't a single strand on the rest of his body. He even had a delightful "outtie" belly button. His tiny dicklet stuck out like he had to pee, and I once again examined the tight foreskin on the tip of it. His smooth legs were like Popsicle sticks, and it was no wonder to me that the boy hardly weighed anything at all. However, when he turned to toss his shirt on the chair, I was graced with a view of two firm, milky white, butt cheeks. Despite his age, Jeffy had the cutest behind I have ever seen. My first instinct was to kneel down and make lunch of his ass, but I held off that instinct and turned to the bed instead. I crawled into the bed covers, and Jeffy followed in behind me. Then, to my greater surprise, he snuggled into my broad left arm and rested his head on my shoulder. Then, he rubbed his hand across my chest. "I like the hairs on your chest, Captain. They feel nice." I could feel him moving closer, and then push his swelling dick into my side. My dick sprang to full attention, and all 7 1/2 inches of my manhood made a tent in the bedcovers. Jeffy noticed this right off, and moved his hand down to my blood pulsing cock. When he reached his destination, he wrapped his soft hand around the shaft of my dick, making it bounce. "You've got a big stiffy," he said as he gently squeezed it. "Do you get stiffies, Jeffy?" My curiosity about him, and this interesting situation was taking over. "Sometimes." Jeffy then began moving his hand up and down my 'stiffy' and it felt wonderful. As he played, I realized that it had been days since I masturbated, and almost two years since having sex with anyone else. My balls were tight and the movements Jeffy was performing were making them tingle. Jeffy then slid down the bed towards my legs, and although I wasn't sure what he was going to do, I didn't stop him either. I admit it, I was enjoying the attention this lad was giving my anxious dick. Just then, my dick jumped again, and brought my focus back to this boy. Jeffy moved in towards my crotch, and, opening his mouth, placed his tongue on the end of my dick. The heat from his tongue on my dick made me leak. I was sure that the first drop of precum from my dick would deter my hungry little man, and he would return to his hand play. I was never so wrong. That boy licked and licked again, until each drop of precum was gone. Jeffy then smacked his lips together and began licking the head of my dick, around and around, and especially the underside. I'm very sensitive there, and this kid discovered my sensitivity in no time. He focused on this spot for a long time, and I could feel my ass tense up. I even pushed forward a couple times, and although Jeffy tried, he couldn't quite get my mushroom head into his mouth. The boy gave it one great effort though, and then continued with his tongue bath. As Jeffy began to fondle my red-haired balls, I could feel my cum boiling. A couple more licks, and I was shooting all over Jeffy's face. The first shot surprised him and he jumped a little, but then settled in for the rest of my orgasm. I finished cumming and started breathing normally again. Jeffy licked the last few drops from the end of my dick, and this made me shiver. I sat up on the bed, and pulled to the boy to me. I hugged him for a moment, and then retrieved a washcloth from my private bathroom. After cleaning off the tender boy's face and neck, I kissed his forehead. "Thank you, Jeffy. That was fun." "You're welcome." He grinned up at me, and then settled back down into my shoulder. It was in this position that Jeffy and I stayed the rest of the night. "How would you like to have some fun, and get even with those boys tomorrow morning, Jeffy?" His eyes lit up and a big smile came to his face. "Cool!" As Jeffy went to sleep, I laid out my morning plan. Those boys would never make fun of Jeffy again. At least, not while on my ship. --- The alarm quietly sounded at the early hour of 5:00. Since I'm on the sea so much, I like to take advantage of the sunrise. I gently shook Jeffy awake. Rubbing his little eyes, he said, "Is it breakfast time?" "Not yet, Matey. We have to give your friends a bath first." I grinned and chuckled to myself. Jeffy didn't have a clue, and didn't seem to care. He never asked what "the plan" was. It was soon after that I realized he was duplicating my every move. I put my underwear on, he put his on. Next, I put on my shirt, then he put his shirt on. To check this, I then put on my left sock. He did the same. Then, I put on my pants, and so did Jeffy. It was kind of cute, actually, in a weird sort of robotic way. I was to learn that this was just the beginning. Jeffy would become my real "First Mate," though he never got the title. He was my shadow, and I looked out for him the entire voyage. Last night's sleeping arrangement would not be the last time Jeffy and I shared a bunk. Fully dressed and ready for action, Jeffy and I quietly departed my cabin and shut the door. Then, securing him on deck, in a fairly hidden nook, I went back down to the base of the stairs and screamed as loud as I possibly could "FIRE!" "Get up, get up! Abandon ship, abandon ship...she's on Fire! Move your asses, let's go, let's go." I'm telling you right now, you never saw 9 young boys move faster and more scared in your entire life. In a matter of 20 seconds tops, those boys were out of their cabins, some only scarcely dressed, some completely nude, and a couple still in uniform; up the stairs past me; out the door; and...yep, you guessed it...OVERBOARD! By the 21st second, the Pacific Ocean was thoroughly bathing every one of those money-muggers. It only took a few moments for the boys to calm, then anger as they realized there was no smoke. And then, standing high and dry on deck, were Jeffy and I, laughing uncontrollably. For a moment, I thought Jeffy might pee his own shorts! --- The boys were dragged from the ocean, and I instructed them to line up along side the back part of my ship. Dripping wet, starting to shiver, and mortified by the whole "Fire!" experience, I began my lesson. "First of all, you should understand that I don't play favorites on my ship." I lied. I played favorites all the time, especially if some rich family brought their cute boy along. He always got to steer the helm! "We're a crew here," I continued. "And nobody, and I mean nobody..." I said as I wrapped my arm around Jeffy. "...gets made fun of on MY ship. You boys are gonna learn to look out for each other. Because, there may come a day when you NEED each other. So, get this, you little barnicle-biters, the next time somebody gets made fun of on my ship, you'll WISH a cool bath in the ocean was the punishment, instead of what really happens to you. Got it?" A couple of the boys nodded, the rest merely looked down at the deck in shame. They knew they screwed up, and there was nowhere to run and hide on the ship. "I asked you boys a question! I better hear a 'Yes, Captain!'" Jeffy was thoroughly enjoying this moment. No one else noticed, but I saw a single tear shed from Binder's eye. My guess is that he was in the room when Jeffy was being picked on, but didn't participate. The boys all chimed in "Yes, Captain!" Then their eyes went back to the deck. "That's fine. Now, since you've already had your bath, you can start breakfast, dressed EXACTLY as you are now." Poor Maximillian and Jeremy. I found out later that sleeping in the nude was a sort of bet they made, but now it seemed as though they were on the losing side of the bet. However, orders are orders, and every one of those cute boys tromped down stairs, passing Jeffy as they left. To my pleasant surprise, each one, on his own, apologized to Jeffy. Then, after the last boy, Brandon, was about to pass Jeffy, he stopped. Then, Brandon hugged Jeffy, and said, "I'm so sorry, little dude. Come with me, I'll watch out for ya." Then the two of them headed down to the galley. I had to admit, it was an exciting way to start the day. What else would the day, let alone the journey bring? One thing's for certain: These boys were never going to be the same! --- With the smell of eggs, bacon, and toast wafting to the upper deck, I hoisted anchor and fired up the diesels, setting the throttle at full speed. Cruising to about 50 knots in very little time, I wanted to get deeper into the ocean and closer to one of the islands I had picked out. It was my plan to spend most of the day on the island, and, as part of my "team-work building exercises," I would have the boys build a make shift hut. Breakfast was soon served, and as we ate in the galley, I let The Mighty Miss drift. No sense setting anchor, as I'd be back at the helm in short order. Mmmmmm, there's nothing like eating breakfast at the table of 10 delicious boys. I found myself staring at Jeremy and Maximillion, and they could feel the stare of my eyes. I would only look away occasionally, and it became a kind of game with the three of us. The rest of the boys were oblivious to it, but these two were quite in tune. As Jeremy would turn away, Maximillion (or Max as the boys would call him) would turn towards me. There may have been bacon in the pan, but there was boy sausage at the table, and I was feasting. I decided to take advantage of this little opportunity. And so, while the rest of the boys cleaned up, I summoned Jeremy and Max to my cabin. --- As hesitant knock on my cabin door was followed by a stuttered, "Captain?" "Come in, boys." I couldn't help but smile, when the boys entered the cabin, shut the door at my request, and immediately covered their "privates" with their hands. "Relax, Gentlemen," I started. "No reason to be shy about it now." The boys relaxed a little, and although Jeremy dropped his hands to his sides, Max kept them right where they were. "So, you boys sleep in the nude do ya?" Jeremy went first. "Sure, why not? We're all guys, right? Ain't got nothing nobody else ain't got." Oh, I could tell this boy has had some extensive education. Just not at the right school. I chuckled to myself. "It was a bet, Captain," Max spoke up. "It won't happen again." "No need to fret, Lads," I smiled at them. "The ole Captain sleeps naked himself. Much better dreams when you're completely comfortable." Jeremy smiled, but Max seemed unsure about this. For the next few moments, I visually examined the boys standing in front of me. After all, how often was I going to get to "inspect" my crew? Then, I was hit with an idea that almost made me weak in the knees. "An inspection, hmmmm?" I whispered to myself. "Were about to sail to an island," I spoke louder again. "Go back to the galley, tell Brandon to come to my cabin, then get dressed. Remember, uniforms only." The boys left my room, and after the door shut, I could feel my cock begin to stir again. I knew that I'd have to jack off before the "inspection" or I'd bust a nut right in front of them. I decided it was worth the risk, and left it alone. --- A few moments later, a knock came on my cabin door. Brandon walked in and said, "You asked for me, Sir?" "Yes, Brandon, thank you. We're going to be visiting an island today, and I want to make sure that my crew is ready. So, I'll be inspecting them on deck in 20 minutes. See to it that they are dressed and ready for inspection. Understood?" Brandon didn't have a clue what I was up to, but nodded his head, left my room, and readied his fellow shipmates. It was my first instruction to Brandon as First Mate, and he followed it to the letter. Like clockwork, exactly 20 minutes later, the boys were freshly dressed, and lined along the bow in a perfect line. "Ready for inspection, Captain," Brandon boasted. I walked past each one, like an Army General would. Then, when I reached the end of the line, I turned around and stood facing the last in the line. I hope you're enjoying this adventure. I welcome comments and questions, so, write me at mycandlelight_dreams@yahoo.com.