Date: Tue, 22 Apr 2003 16:42:02 -0700 (PDT) From: mycandlelight_dreams Subject: Sailor Boys - chapt 23 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 23 --- "No. I'm horny now, Thomas." Binder answered, hurriedly pulling off his shirt and shorts. "Geez, I guess you are horny." Thomas said, brushing his hand across Binder's uncut but stiff boy dick. Thomas then moved his hands across Binder's legs, slightly teasing him, as he lowered himself to his knees, facing the stiff boy dick. Thomas parted his lips, and Binder didn't even give him a chance to change his mind, but thrust his hips forward, forcing his stiff cock into Thomas' waiting mouth. "Oh yeah, Thomas. Suck it. Mmmmm, yeah." Binder moaned as Thomas closed his lips tightly around Binder's shaft. Slowly, with long steady strokes, Thomas moved up and down Binder's dick, causing electric sparks to shoot up Binder's spine. Binder could feel his knees getting weak. So, he wrapped his hands around Thomas' head, and began to move backwards to sit on the bunk. Thomas never let go of his grip on the boy's cock, as Binder sat down. Instead, as soon as Binder's ass cheeks touched the mattress, Thomas sucked Binder's dick into his mouth further, and began playing with Binder's foreskin with his tongue. He held Binder's shaft, and licked in and around the very sensitive hidden tip of Binder's dick. Then, in a quick motion, pushed back the tight foreskin, exposing Binder's purple pointed head. A single tear of precum leaked from the tip, and Thomas quickly licked it off. "Mmmmm, nice." Thomas moaned as he continued to massage Binder's head with his tongue. "Uh huh...uh, oh, Thomas, yeah." Thomas pushed further back on Binder's foreskin causing his piss slit to open. Then, he flicked the tip of his tongue on the inside of Binder's slit. "Oh, God, oh...ksshhhhh," Binder inhaled deeply. Thomas continued to poke at Binder's slit, and the electricity of this tongue assault on the most sensitive part of Binder's dick sent him into orbit. He had no time to warn Thomas, as the first shot of boy juice rushed from his dick and splashed against Thomas' face. Thomas was jolted by the sudden rush of cum, and quickly closed his mouth around Binder's dick, trying to capture the rest of Binder's gift. "Mmmmm," Thomas moaned, savoring the salty-sweet taste of Binder's cum on his tongue. Binder sat perfectly still as the last of his juices were milked from his dick. When Thomas had satisfactorily sucked Binder dry, Binder pulled him upwards by his arms, and began licking his own cum from Thomas' face, cleaning every last drop. When Thomas was clean, he stood up, his own dick pulsing to match his quickened heartbeat. Binder leaned in, wrapped his arms around Thomas' smooth naked ass, and pulled him forward, engulfing Thomas' stiff boy cock into his still hungry mouth. Binder had learned very quickly how to get Thomas to shoot his delicious load, and began pressing firmly on the bottom of Thomas' shaft. "Oh, Bin...yeah, Babe...suck it. You know how to do it...mmmmm." Binder was now returning the special love they felt for each other, and he could tell that Thomas was already close to delivering the juice that Binder was hungry for. Binder released his hold, only long enough to whisper, "Feed me, Thomas." Then, he returned to his sucking. The words and the feelings provided the horsepower for Thomas' engine to kick into overdrive, and he began bucking his hips, trying to force more and more of his hard throbbing cock down Binder's throat. Binder knew just what to do to push Thomas over the orgasm edge, and slid his fingers between Thomas' cheeks, brushing gently, almost tickling, Thomas' boy hole. As soon as Binder touched Thomas on his ass, he began to shoot his hot creamy load into Binder's hungry mouth. Binder continued to rub Thomas' sensitive hole, and kept his lips tightly secured around Thomas' cock, swallowing stream after stream of the tasty cum. The last of Thomas' cream lingered on Binder's tongue, and he swirled it around in his mouth, squeezing the precious fluid against the roof of his mouth. "Mmmmm." Thomas began to relax, and his dick began to soften, plopping out of Binder's mouth. Binder sucked the soft dick back in, trying to milk a few more precious drops of Thomas' sweet liquid. Thomas finally backed up from Binder and sat next to him. "Thanks, Bin...that was fun." "You're welcome," Binder answered, kissing Thomas on his lips, still tasting the mild flavor of their love. --- "Where's Thomas and Binder?" I asked, returning on deck. "Downstairs." Brandon replied. "Has to use the head." I turned, and returned below deck to check on them. As I entered the hallway, they were coming out of their cabin, hair mussed, and glowing in the bliss of sex. "You boys ready to return to duty?" I smiled at them, knowing full well they had just finished duties of their own. "Yes, Sir!" They both chimed in. "Good. On deck with you," I answered, patting them both on the butt as they walked up the stairs. "Where are we headed?" Brandon asked as I reappeared at the helm. "Back to Gatlin," I responded, taking the wheel. "I have a favor to return." The thought of seeing Jake again and 'returning my favor,' made my dick stir. Jeffy noticed the tent growing in my shorts, almost immediately, and without saying a word, casually walked over, brushed his gentle hand across my rising package, smiled at me, and walked back to his station. This didn't help, and only made my dick rise further. So, there I am, Captain of The Mighty Miss, responsible for twelve lives, and I'm sprouting wood while I'm piloting. 'Jesus, get it under control, Red!' I scolded myself. But it was too late for that. Jeffy wasn't the only one to notice my firm dick trying to escape. Zach happened to look back toward the helm in time for me to move one of my legs over. It was perfect timing, as Zach got a bird's eye view of my balls and stiff shaft. I had thrown on shorts, but no underwear this morning, and now I was wishing I had the extra fabric to hold my manhood in place. Zach, however, was enjoying the view, and grateful that I had opted not to wear underwear. He looked up at me, caught my eyes, and smiled widely. Then, in a motion so subtle that I was unsure what I saw, Zach ran his tongue along his upper lip. My eyes widened I'm sure, as the sun became brighter to me. I simply smiled back and returned to my piloting. Then, Zach caught my attention again. Looked down at my stiff crotch, and then, just like before, looked up at me, and licked his lips. He then looked around him to see if anyone was paying attention to him, and confirming they weren't, grabbed his crotch, stroking it gently for a moment, and smiling at me again. Zach saw Jeffy approaching the helm, and he quickly went back to work. However, I watched Zach for a few moments, and sure enough, as soon as Jeffy left the helm and returned to his station, Zach began his provocative play again. There was no doubt he had my attention now, and I thought back to the dinner when he sat next to me, and the night I tucked him into bed. The boy had been making passes at me for a long time now, and I kept pushing him off. Why? He was certainly cute, and the way he moved in front of me certainly turned me on. Zach looked around again, and then pulled the front of his shorts down, exposing his now fully erect penis, pointing it at me. Of course I looked! His cute pink head, and the small patch of curly brown hairs above a delicious four-inch shaft. I could feel my mouth water, and my dick push harder against the front of my shorts, begging me to release him. I could also feel the beginning of a wet spot, forming at the very tip of my bulge. Zach saw the spot and licked his lips again. Then, jutting his dick forward, began to nod, as a way of saying, 'I want it. Please!' Andrew walked toward the helm, and hearing him approach, Zach casually pulled up his short front, as though he were simply readjusting the waistband. Andrew was oblivious to Zach's playful seduction, and Zach quickly returned to his work. 'He wants it kept secret,' I mused in my head. The thought of a 'secret encounter' with Zach made him all the more desirable, as though it was 'forbidden taboo' and that much more enjoyable. Perhaps, Zach knew it would turn me on. I certainly didn't complain the night he slipped his hand across my crotch at dinner. My dick leaked further, and my thoughts were interrupted when Andrew said, "I'm going below to start lunch. Any special requests?" I continued looking forward, memorizing every movement of Zach's slender, gorgeous body. "Captain? Hello? Anybody in there?" "Huh? What? Oh, Andrew. I'm sorry; my mind was somewhere else. What did you say?" I tried to divert my eyes from Zach, but they kept returning to him. "I'm going below to start lunch. Do you have any requests?" Andrew then stood directly in front of my view. "Hmmm, not really." I responded. "But I'm confident you'll whip together something fabulous. You always do." I smiled at Andrew, who, satisfied with my compliment, moved away from the helm and headed down below. My eyes immediately darted back to where Zach was standing. He was now purposely facing me as he worked. Although it was only about 11:30, and the sun was warm, but not hot, Zach made a rather dramatic production of how "hot" he felt. Wiping his brow with the back of his hand. Lifting his shirt to dab the "sweat." I knew what was coming, and I did nothing to stop it. Sure enough, Zach looked up at me, smiled, and in one swift movement, removed his shirt, tossing it aside. My eyes focused acutely as I scanned his naked torso. Zach casually moved his hand across his chest, gently flicking one of his large nipples, as my eyes were glued to his motions. Zach then moved his arm around behind his head, allowing me to see his few strands of pale pit hair. I wanted nothing more than to jump over the helm, and bury my face in his pits. Jeffy returned again to the helm, seeing the wet spot on my shorts. Zach quickly returned to his work, turning his back to me. Jeffy reached under the wheel, and squeezed my already stiff cock. I reached over, kissed him on the head, and patted his butt back toward his station. "Thank you, Angel." I whispered. Jeffy smiled and returned happily to his station. Zach peeked over his shoulder, and seeing that Jeffy was gone again, turned to me, emphasizing the bulge in his uniform shorts. He looked around, seeing it was clear, and again pulled down the front of them, showing me his beautiful dick. I couldn't help myself at that point. He had me glued lustily to his attention, and I reached down, giving my own stiff prick a good squeeze, milking more of the precum from the tip. Zach smiled again, giggled slightly and then licked his lips, pulling his shorts back up over his boy bulge. For the next thirty minutes, Zach continued to tease me seductively, and I did nothing to stop his show. I was enjoying the erotic play, and he knew it, which only encouraged him further. There were two or three times during Zach's display, that I was certain I would blast in my shorts. Somehow, I managed to hold my orgasm at bay. Andrew reappeared on deck and announced that lunch was ready. I ordered the sails lowered and let The Mighty Miss drift, as we went below to enjoy another excellent meal prepared by my own aspiring chef. As I suspected, as soon as I sat at the long table, Jeffy jumped in to my left side, and Zach quickly jumped in to my immediate right. He bumped me as he sat down, and as I looked at him, he shyly said, "Sorry, Captain." "That's all right. I'm rather hungry myself." I smiled at Zach, hugging him tightly. Most of the lunch hour was uneventful, with the exception of Zach's occasional sliding of his hand across my still erect cock. After the third time, I returned the motion, sliding my hand across his leg, up the leg hole of his shorts, and brushing my little finger across his balls. Zach and I were very casual about it, and no one seemed to even notice when our hands would disappear under the table. I almost didn't make it through lunch, and as we finished eating, I excused myself and returned to my cabin, leaving the boys behind to clean up the galley. I shut my door, and practically tripped over myself getting to the head. I pulled down my shorts, and began pulling frantically on my aching dick. I was so focused on my jack off session, that I never heard the door, or the footsteps behind me. It wasn't until I felt Zach hands across my tense ass cheeks that I was even aware he was in the room. He quickly moved his hands around my waist, pushed my hand from my dick, and resumed what I had started. As Zach leaned closer to me, I could feel his naked dick pushing against my ass. I bent over slightly, allowing him to push closer to me. The feel of Zach's naked boy dick pressing against my hole sent me over the edge, and I was squirting my man juices through his stroking hand. Zach quickly wet his fingers in my stream, and spread it generously over my shaft. Then, just as quickly as he had entered; he turned and quietly left, leaving me to my bliss and thoughts. Although I had shot my pent up load, I was feeling no relief from the lust I was feeling for Zach. And, when I returned to the helm, and we resumed our sailing, that lust only grew. And, Zach knew it. Positioned once again at his post, still no shirt, Zach repeated his lustful dance in front of me. For the next hour, I watched as this boy, so filled with sexual energy, swayed his slender body in front of me, like a showgirl on stage. I stared at the boy intently, and was intrigued even further, when Zach stuck his first finger into his mouth, and then slowly, erotically pulled it back out. 'Why did you leave so quickly?' I mouthed to him. He stopped for a moment, looked at me inquisitively, and I repeated the motion of my lips, 'Why? Why did you leave my cabin so quickly?' Finally getting my message, he giggled and turned his back to me. I thought I had gone too far, and somehow turned him off. However, Zach reaffirmed his intentions as he pulled the backside of his shorts down, exposing his milky white ass cheeks to me. Then, pulling his cheeks apart, winked his boy hole at me. Pulling his shorts back up, he turned to me again and mouthed, 'bed time.' Those two little words told me all I needed to know. It was on. And tonight, Zach would give himself wholly to me. The rest of the day was a seductive play between Zach and I, watching carefully to not let anyone else in on our secret attraction. At one point during the afternoon, I returned Zach's move, by pulling down the front of my own shorts, only for a moment, and watched as his eyes grew hungry, and his mouth watered. Again, Zach licked his lips, letting me know he liked what he saw. --- "We'll need to find a good place to anchor for the night, Brandon." I announced. "Would you like me to give the orders to secure the ship for the night?" He responded. My heart was touched. He knew he was no longer in control of the crew, and yet wanted his position back so badly. "Thank you, no, Brandon. I'll give the order. Just look for a good spot to anchor for the night." I patted his butt, and winked at him, letting him know that he was still loved, despite the denial. "Aye, aye, Captain." He said, bowing his head, and moving toward the railing with his binoculars. --- As usual, Brandon located a very suitable spot in which to anchor for the night. Although I couldn't tell for sure, as the sun fell; this spot would prove to be a very nice swim area in the morning. We dropped the sails, lowered the anchor, and secured The Mighty Miss for another evening. Andrew was already busy below preparing aromatic foods fit for Presidents and Kings. A gorgeous roasted turkey; spicy bread and mushroom dressing; a delicate yet delectable green salad; yellow beans; quick-baked potatoes. I was happy I had a microwave on board. And for desert, a fruit salad mixture of apples, pineapple, pears, mandarin oranges, and sweet black cherries. As I entered the galley, the aromas just about sent me floating. I quickly moved in behind Andrew, who was hurriedly addressing the final touches on his creations. I stopped him in mid-motion, pulled him close to my chest, and whispered in his ear, "You're the finest chef I know!" He blushed, but went immediately back to work. The pride in his cooking showed, and as the boys gathered around the table, helping Andrew to put the food out, his pride showed in his outward chest as well. I wished at that moment that I had one of those fancy white puffy hats that gourmet chefs wear. I vowed to myself to purchase one at the next port we visit. --- Our bellies were full, our hearts were happy, and as we bed down for the night, the boys seemed in great spirits. It was a good day of sailing, and by dinnertime tomorrow, we would be docking at Gatlin. As usual, I conducted my rounds after tucking Jeffy into bed. I saved Zach and Billy's cabin for last, knowing Billy to be a quick and heavy sleeper. I slowly opened the door and peeked inside. The glow of the full moon shown brightly into the room and Zach waved me inside. "It's okay. He's asleep." Zach whispered to me. I was operating out of lust, passion, and an obsession for this boy that I couldn't put into words. My dick, however, had managed to express its interest quite effectively as it sprang to full attention, stretching its material prison. I quietly closed the cabin door behind me, as Zach moved to the edge of his bunk, pulling his sheet back invitingly. I looked over at Billy's bunk, and sure enough, the boy had already submitted to his dreams as his regular soft breathing confirmed. I stepped softly toward Zach's bunk. As I reached the edge, and readied myself to crawl in next to this boy that I lusted so much for during the day, Zach stopped me. Placing his hands gingerly at my waist, he slipped my shorts to the floor, allowing my stiff dick to bounce upward, slapping against my belly. Fortunately, I had not yet begun to leak. Zach looked up at me, kissed the very tip of my dick, and then leaned back, patting the mattress with his hand. As he pushed the sheet further back, I could see he had prepared for my arrival, as his naked skin flashed in the moonlight. "Are you sure you want to do this, Zach?" I asked quietly. "Oh yes." He quickly responded, pulling me into bed by my arm. As my legs touched his, a shiver ran through my spine. I was finally next to him, and the look in his soft eyes, told me I could do whatever my heart desired. I reached over, and began massaging his chest, and those beautiful large nipples. I leaned in and began suckling them. They immediately began to stiffen and as the nipples moved outward, I increased my tongue assault. "Mmmm, that's nice." Zach moaned, laying back his head and closing his eyes. I continued to tongue bathe the boy, moving from his hairless chest down his side, snuggling under his pit to that fair-haired area I had observed earlier. I kissed him gently, causing Zach to giggle. "Shhh. You don't want to have to share me, do you?" I whispered to Zach, who quickly stifled his laugh. I moved from his pit down his belly and licked all around the beautiful and tight belly button that was facing inward. I poked my tongue into the small hole, and Zach raised his hips upward, hitting my upper chest with his stiff dick, as if it was saying 'my turn...my turn!' I lifted my head and moved downward again, following the very fine hairs of his treasure trail to the dark patch of curly hair above his stiff shaft. I my lips touched the hairs; I inhaled deeply, basking in the erotic aroma of boy sweat and morning shower soap. My own dick began to leak, and I could feel the tear drip from the end onto my leg. I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, totally enveloping its stiffness. His uncut head was barely visible through the top of my fist, and I reached down, licking the very tip. "Uhhhh." Zach moaned softly. He was enjoying my touch. I lowered my fist down his shaft, exposing more of his dick to my tongue and lips. I closed my mouth, and gently scraped my lips across the sensitive underside of his boy dick, forcing him to push his hips forward out of reflex. Then, just as slowly and lovingly, I opened my mouth, allowing his dick to slip in between my lips. As more and more of his stiff dick entered my mouth, more and more precum escaped my dick, wetting my leg. I repositioned myself, laying face down across the bed, my head buried in Zach's delicious love zone. I began slowly moving up and down his slender but pulsing dick. The small tasty drops of precum began to flow from him, as I gingerly massaged his still hairless balls. I released his dick from my oral grip, and moved further down, taking one, then two of his balls into my hungry mouth, rolling them gently across my tongue. Zach pushed upward again, begging me to continue sucking him. "I want to shoot." I complied with his desire, and once again enveloped his cock into my hungry, hot mouth. "Oh yeah...that's great." He moaned, once again laying his head back and closing his eyes. As I quickened my pace on his shaft, he matched my rhythm with his upward hip movements, fucking my face. "Oh, God, Captain...don't stop...please...I want to shoot so bad." Zach was on the edge, and I wanted him to feel as great as he had made me feel earlier. I tightened my grip around his dick and sucked him deeper into my mouth. I caressed his balls, begging the precious boy cream to come forward. "Uh, uh, oh....hhgh...uh...it's kkk..." The words could not escape, and Zach held his breath. I could feel his hot cum jet from his dick, and wash the back of my throat. I swallowed fast, and waited for my next drink of delicious boy cum, and was served immediately with his second blast. Not nearly as watery as Jeffy's and the taste was more like my own. I gulped down the second load, still keeping my lips pressed tightly around his dick. Zach pushed his hips forward again, as yet another blast of his tasty boy syrup landed on my tongue. The tasted was incredible and I wished at that moment he could cum forever. His peak passed and he relaxed his hips, causing his dick to slip from my grip. As he rested, a small tear of cum appeared on his dick, and I quickly licked him clean. "Kshhhh...it's kinda sensitive." He said, holding me down. I released his dick, and looked up at him. "Now, it's your turn," He whispered, rolling over onto his knees, and pushing his naked ass up to me. "I know you want it." He smiled at me over his shoulder. I positioned myself on my knees behind him, and pointed my slippery wet dick against his hole. As the heat of my dick touched him, he inhaled deeply. I stopped and Zach whispered, "It's okay. I want to. Push." As he spoke, he moved his ass closer to me, pushing his boy hole against my slippery head. Surprisingly, it took very little effort for my head to slip into his love tunnel. I was holding his ass cheeks, trying to let him get used to my size, when Zach pushed back again, forcing more of my throbbing cock inside him. He looked at me and pushed again, forcing his ass down to my pubes. "Mmmmm...that's better." He said, as he began to make little back and forth motions, sliding his hot ass over my dick. I was already well on my way to peaking, and his increasingly faster motions only made me dizzy, as I closed my eyes, and lost myself in making love to him. I could feel my cum begin to boil, and I knew I wouldn't last long. I began to slip my cock out when Zach quickly lifted his feet, pulling me back in. "Oh no you don't. I want you to shoot inside me." His voice was somewhat louder than before, but I didn't seem to notice. Nor, did I notice that we had woken Billy, who now had his feet swung over the side of the bunk, jacking off to our hot lovemaking session. "Oh God...Zach, Baby...hold on...Cappy's gonna cum." I began to moan. "Oh, yeah, fuck him, Captain!" Billy whispered. Both Zach and I turned just in time to see Billy shoot a watery stream of boy juice across the room, landing just inches from our bunk. He shot again, this time, pointing his dick at his face, causing the cum to land on his chest. Fucking Zach, and seeing Billy jack off sent me into space, as my own hot cum thrust from my balls, raced through my dick, and dumped deep into Zach's ass. I pushed my hips forward, trying to push as much of my cock into him as possible, and shot again. I must have brushed against Zach's prostrate, because the boy was shooting his own hot load onto the sheets below us. My final shot of man juice coated Zach's hole, and as I slipped my softening cock from it, a small trail of cum followed, landing on his balls. Zach quickly scooped up the white cream and fed himself a mixture of my cum and his own. Billy lay back down on his bunk, and Zach and I collapsed onto his bunk. "That was the best ever. You have to try it, Billy." Zach said as he looked over at Billy. "Maybe next time. Good night." Billy said with a blissful smile. Then, he rolled over and went back to sleep. "You need to get some sleep too, Mister Man!" I whispered, as I kissed his cheek. "Captain?" Zach said, holding my head with his arm. "I think I love you." "Shhh." I pressed my finger to his lips. "I love you, too, Zach. I love all of you boys, and I'll be sorry when our voyage ends." I kissed him again and got up from the bunk, covering the sticky boy with the sheet. "Good night, Zach. See you tomorrow." "Good night," he whispered. The aroma of boy-man sex hung in the room, and I inhaled deeply before I left. As I opened the cabin door, a much cooler blast of air hit my face. I turned to peek again at the boys. They were quickly drifting to happy sleep, and I softly blew them both a kiss, then quietly closed the door, and turned in to my own cabin for the night. --- The next morning, the sun rose early, and as I peered out the porthole, there was not a cloud to be seen. 'A perfect day,' I thought to myself. I was the first to dive into the water, with Jeffy doing a cannonball right behind me. Soon, we were whooping and hollering and the rest of the boys stirred from their slumber. As they appeared on deck, I called them into the warm ocean water. "Come on in, the water's great." Within twenty minutes, every one of my gorgeous boys was butt naked and bathing in the sea. Our usual games commenced, with the exception of 'chicken,' since the water was a little too deep for it. Still, the boys managed to splash enough water on each other to totally soak themselves. Occasionally, Zach would try to swim between my legs, brushing my balls as he passed. Each time, I catch him by the ribs, lift him from the water as high as I could, without drowning myself, and toss him away laughing. By the second time, the rest of the boys began to line up, waiting their turn to be tossed by their Captain. The morning swim was refreshing and enjoyable, and it was great to see all the boys laughing and carefree again. Our little family had grown closer during our voyage, and that closeness was certainly felt today. Even Brandon and Miwaka seemed to be playing and splashing with each other, sometimes even teaming up against the other boys. I was happy to see them getting along. It seemed, for now, that Brandon had accepted his fall from grace, and was moving on, trying to enjoy the journey as just another member of the crew, and although I still relied on him a great deal, I chose not to make a great deal of it. Brandon seemed happy to just be accepted and forgiven. And that he was. --- As the boys climbed back on board and began drying their naked butts on deck, I went down below to place a ship-to-shore call. "Hey, you old son-of-a-bitch! You coming back this way soon?" "Yes, Jake, that's why I'm calling. We should be docking in Gatlin around seven o'clock tonight. Do you think you could meet us for dinner?" "Hell yes! I wouldn't miss seeing your cute butt for all the world. As a matter of fact, I've been waiting for your call. Got a little surprise for your boys." "Surprise? What kind of surprise?" I asked, wondering what the hell Jake could be up to. "Now you old son-of-a-bitch, if I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise!" The phone went dead. Jake was the type that could arrange an entire Mardi-Gras Celebration in fifteen minutes, if he had to. I had no idea what his 'surprise' was. With Jake, it could be good, or it could be bad. --- With a bright sun on us, the boys opted to run shirtless for today's sail, and as long as I didn't see signs of burning, I allowed it. I loved seeing as much of their delectable bodies anyway. The steady breeze kept us moving at a reasonable pace, in fact, we were even somewhat ahead of schedule. However, as the sun began it's descent, the breeze decided to retire for the evening as well. We lowered the sails, kicked in the diesels, and motored the rest of way to Gatlin. As though it was written in the stars, we arrived at the Gatlin, Oregon dock at 7:01. As I fully expected, Jake was in his Patrol Jeep, waiting for our arrival. "Permission to come aboard, Captain?" I nodded. "So, I see you didn't lose any along the way. Too bad," he chuckled, jabbing Andrew in the ribs. "Hey!" Andrew responded, backing away from Jake. Of course, as Jake approached me, he gave his customary big bear hug, right there in front of the boys, and anyone else watching. Of course, he would have just shrugged it off as an old friend, but I knew better. "Miss Ruby has dinner almost ready for you, so we best get a move on." He stepped back, pointing to the gangplank. Within minutes, we were back in Catherine's Diner, seated in almost exactly the same seats. When Miss Ruby entered the dining room, she burst out with glee, "Well, look who's back for more of Miss Ruby's fine cooking?" "Hello, Miss Ruby. So nice to see you again," I said as I stood up, motioning for the boys to do the same. "Well, my Goodness, such gentlemen! You could take a lesson from these boys, Jake!" She glared at Jake with burning eyes. "Yes, Miss Ruby," Jake said shyly, as Miss Ruby left the room to get drinks. As we sat back down, Miss Ruby returned with the exact drink order we had placed last time. Her memory was iron-clad, and each glass was placed in front of the right person. "Thank you, Maam," each of the boys answered as their glass hit the table. "You're welcome, Boys. All right then. Who's hungry?" All the boys raised his hand. Even I raised it, just to fit it. "Well, food's a comin right up." I looked at Jake, and he just smiled. We hadn't even been given menus. Jake had arranged everything. Before our stomach's could even begin a good grumble, Miss Ruby returned with two racks of the biggest, juiciest, most wonderful pork ribs I've ever laid my eyes on. Indeed, the aroma took us all away, and silence fell on the room. "Oooooo," was all the boys could utter. Out next were large bowls of Potato Salad, Cole Slaw, Peppered Potato Wedges, and Baked Beans. It was enough food for three times the number of people, but Miss Ruby didn't care. The food just kept coming. Macaroni and Cheese, slices of fresh baked bread, and a couple of jello molds. Ruby set all the food on three tables pulled together, and instructed us to serve ourselves in a buffet style, and "not to worry," she grinned. "More food's a comin!" The boys and I stuffed ourselves silly, but Miss Ruby had saved the best for last. When the last of the dinner dishes were removed, two three-gallon barrels of ice cream were brought forth, as well as fresh bananas, nuts, hot fudge, caramel, fresh strawberry sauce, pineapple sauce, and of course, whipped cream and maraschino cherries. When the dessert arrived, you would have thought these boys died and went to heaven. Suddenly, there was room in their full stomachs, and we engorged ourselves in banana splits. "Miss Ruby," I finally said, pulling her aside. "You've outdone yourself. I think I'm in love!" I kissed her cheek, and she looked at me and smiled. "Awww, aren't you a dear! I'll be boxing some of this up for you, so don't take off just yet." And she quickly disappeared into the back room. Nightfall had arrived and the single streetlight outside the diner was the only light. With packages of food from the diner in hand, my sticky-lipped crew and I made our way back to the dock. "No reason to leave the dock tonight, Red." Jake said as I pulled up the gangplank. "I'll be making regular runs through here, so just get some rest. I'll see you in the morning." "But, Jake," I interrupted him. "You've already done so much. The surprise dinner was wonderful." "Surprise dinner? You old son-of-a-bitch. That's not the surprise!" He chuckled loudly. "Well then...if that's not it...what's the surprise?" "See you tomorrow, Red!" Jake slammed the door on the Jeep and was off. --- All of us slept like timber logs that night, and the bright morning sun greeted us. As we showered and dressed, I heard a siren outside the ship. I peered out the porthole to see Jake's jeep. --- I hope you're enjoying this adventure. I welcome comments and questions, so, write me at mycandlelight_dreams@yahoo.com.