Date: Tue, 11 Mar 2003 16:24:21 -0800 (PST) From: mycandlelight_dreams Subject: Sailor Boys - Chap 5 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 5 --- A short time later, I appeared on deck to witness the boys busily carrying out their duties. A stronger breeze was now present, and I called for Brandon to raise the main sail. "We're going to let Mother Nature lead us for a while, Brandon." "Yes, Captain. Raise the main sail!" Brandon yelled his commands, and the crew followed. We spent the entire day without a landmass in site, and as the evening approached, I learned that the boys had an even bigger surprise planned for me. The air was warm and fresh. There is absolutely nothing in the world like being on the open sea. Even the occasional salt spray on your face is a welcomed delight. This evening was no different. With the setting of the sun, the winds also calmed, and as The Mighty Miss began to slow, I decided that it was time to lower anchor for the night. "Brandon," I called to my First Mate. "Yes, Captain." The boy was always so obedient and respectful. "Drop anchor and prepare dinner." I gave my command, but was surprised by Brandon's reaction. He almost giggled out loud and as he left the helm, he was almost dancing down the deck. I tried not to think much of it, but couldn't help myself. What's more, he didn't yell his commands as he had done earlier. This time, he went to each boy, individually, and gave instructions in a very low whisper. Soon enough, anchor dropped and The Mighty Miss at a standstill, the boys disappeared from my deck, presumably to start dinner preparations. I secured the helm, and went to my cabin to wait word of dinner. In my cabin, I busied myself with my nautical charts, setting my Captain's Cap on the shelf above my bunk, and folding down the sheet in preparation for this evening's rest. No doubt, my 9-year-old mate Jeffy would be joining me. After about 45 minutes, I realized that I hadn't been summoned as usual. Although the boys were getting much better at their meal preparation, and more exquisite with their menu selections, it never took more than 30 minutes to be summoned. I left my cabin and headed to the galley. For a moment, I paused outside the galley. I realized that I should have smelled the wonderful aromas of onions, and garlic, and spices, but nothing. And, strangely, no sound either, and none of the normal laughter and daily conversation. I stepped into the galley and confirmed my suspicions. Not a boy to be found, and not a single pan was out. The galley was as empty as my stomach. "What the hell?" I thought to myself. It was then that I heard a thump on deck. My mind raced with the possibilities, and as I went from confusion, to rage, to curiosity, to anger, to hunger, to frustration, my pace towards the stairs leading to the main deck quickened. As I stepped out onto the deck, the sky was dark, and my eyes took a moment to adjust. There was no moon this night, and the hundreds of stars far above my head, and a few line lights on my ship provided the only light. Finally, my eyes adjusted, and as I looked around, I realized I was completely alone. Panic instantly struck my heart, and I began to frantically search the ship. "Where the hell are they?" I looked around to see if another vessel had docked with The Mighty Miss, but none was seen. I looked for wetness on the deck or any sign of what may have happened. The boys were simply gone. "Maybe down below," I thought, and raced downstairs to search for my beloved crew. Each bunkroom was empty, the galley still empty, even the bathroom...empty. My panic increased, and my heart ached as my mind scrambled to make some sense of all this. "Was it a dream?" The next bunkroom confirmed that it wasn't a dream, for there, on the floor, was a pile of clothes from one of the boys. I continued my mad dash about the 90-foot ship, searching every possible area. I returned to the deck, and as I was running toward the front of my beloved ship, barely grasping the railing, I heard Thomas yell, "Get him!" I was ambushed by the boys, who proceeded to push me overboard! SPLASH! The cool water engulfed me instantly, and for a moment, I had trouble getting my bearing. I finally surfaced, gasped for breath, and looked up at my ship. There, standing at the railing, were my boys, all 10 of them, stark naked, and laughing their asses off! Thomas was the first to speak up. "How's the water, Captain?" "Hope you like your bath, Captain!" Binder said through his laughter. My first reaction was fury. I could have strangled every last one of them little bastards! Then, I saw Jeffy. Back from the railing, barely visible, was my Jeffy. The little darling giggling, almost quietly, but his cute belly jiggled, and I knew he was enjoying the show. It was then that I realized that I was a victim of my own prank. "Shall we throw you a rubber duckie, Captain?" Jeremy broke my thought. "Oh, yeah?" I yelled up to them. "I'll show YOU a Rubber Duckie!" I swam toward the side ladder, as the boys scrambled to the edge of the railing. They hadn't planned on retaliation from me, and now as I swam to the ship, they ran to the ladder. My years on the sea have served me well, and just as they were about to lift the ladder from the water, I grabbed the last rung, and it slammed back down in place. "You boys are mine now!" I yelled as I began my ascent. "Oh shit," Thomas said, and turned quickly to run away. Confusion paralyzed the boys, and before they could get organized again, I was on deck. Thomas, my little 10-year-old smart ass crewmember was the first to receive my reward for such mutiny! Grabbing his left leg with my left hand, and his right arm with my right hand, I through him into the air, limbs flailing. This caught everyone off guard, and an immediate silence befell them. As Thomas fell into my arms, everyone gasped. Without even giving Thomas a chance to recover, I threw his naked ass overboard. Everyone stared at me, as Thomas splashed into the cool ocean water. "Who's next?" I glared at them. Fear ran through their naked bodies, especially Jeffy, whom I could tell was about to cry. It was then that a smile came to my face. As soon as Brandon saw the beginnings of my smile, he yelled to his crew, "RUN!" In an instant, as if a shot had been fired, the remaining 9 boys scrambled away from me. The race was on. One by one, as I caught up with them, each one grabbed and lifted and tossed overboard. First, Brandon, which surprised me. I would have thought that the 13-year-old lad could have out run me. Maybe he would have, or maybe he wanted to be tossed. Either way...in his naked butt went! As I turned around, I saw my next victim, Binder. It wasn't much of a struggle to catch up to his 11 year old naked body, and over he went! Then Jeremy, who laughed through the entire episode. Over he went! As I watched each boy hit the water, taking caution to throw them away from the ship, each boy raised his head, gasped for air, and laughed out loud. It was after I threw Max in, that I realized I was losing ground. These little buggers were re-boarding the ship! As I threw one boy in, another two would scramble back on deck...I couldn't keep up. Then, things turned around. Brandon, who I discovered later had cooked up this little bathing experience, turned against his crew and began throwing boys overboard. When I saw him grab Andrew and toss him over, my heart melted. I smiled at him, and he said, "Let's get 'em, Captain." We were off again. Boy after naked boy slipped through our fingers as their frail tender bodies were fed to the ocean! A passerby would have thought we had lost our minds. Fortunately, we were in the middle of nowhere and not another vessel for miles! Our horseplay continued for over an hour, and as my arms began to feel rubbery, I decided to call it quits. I broke open the upper hold and started getting out the towels. The boys took my clue and stopped their rough housing, though there were still plenty of smiles and laughter. Pulling one over "ole Captain," was certainly something these boys were proud of! As I handed each wet and naked boy his towel, I wrapped it around his shoulders, gave him a tight hug, and a gentle kiss on his forehead. As usual, Brandon was the last, and as I went to kiss his forehead, he moved and my kiss landed on his wet, tender lips. Not a word was said, but the boys knew that all of us had passed into a new realm of our adventure, and we also knew that the bond between us was now stronger than we could have ever hoped for. --- No one bothered dressing as dinner was finally prepared. And, in the spirit of the evening, I decided to leave my wet clothes in my cabin, and join the boys in their comfortable "au natural" dress code. I didn't worry about springing an erection anymore. In fact, I'm certain it would have been perceived as a compliment, so I let my dick hang loose. As I sat at the table, and watched the galley activities, I became more and more fond of the teamwork that these boys were developing. There was no arguing and the coordination between them was almost like watching a professionally choreographed dance. Everyone seemed so comfortable with each other. All the inhibitions of before had melted away. I caught Brandon's eyes and smiled at him. He knew I was pleased with how the trip was turning out, and I could tell that he was just as pleased. As I continued watching Brandon, an instinct that I had been feeling for some time was confirmed. Brandon seemed to be working closer and closer to Andrew. At first, I thought that it was merely because Brandon had made this blonde 12-year-old his Assistant. But, as the dinner preparations continued, it became apparent to me that it was much more. As Andrew was busy chopping vegetables for a salad, Brandon stood behind him. My confirmation came when I saw Brandon brush his hand across Andrew's pale naked butt cheek. I continued to watch, trying to be casual about my interest, when I saw Brandon do it again. This time, he lingered longer; cupping his hand around Andrew's firm, white cheek. I could see Brandon moving closer until their bodies touched. As Brandon moved even closer, I heard 10-year-old Billy yell, "No way...I'm not eating onions! Gross!" Brandon turned away from Andrew to see what the trouble was; I could see his half-erect dick follow him. My mind raced through the sleeping arrangements, and remembered that Andrew and Brandon, up to now, were in separate quarters. I would correct that situation tonight. It was clear to me that Brandon had feelings for Andrew, and wanted to pursue them. It was my job to help my First Mate. Dinner was served, and as usual, my wonderful shadow Jeffy sat next to me. Jeffy loved being at the table naked, and took advantage of the fact that I was too. Several times during dinner, Jeffy would fondle and play with my dick, causing me to swell several times. I didn't stop his playtime, and only smiled at him lovingly. At one point, I even kissed the top of his head, which seemed to go unnoticed by the rest of the crew. I looked across from the table to see that Brandon and Andrew had placed themselves next to each other, and observed their hands disappearing under the table several times. It was then that I chose to make my announcement. "Gentlemen, there's going to be a little moving around of sleeping arrangements this evening." I watched their eyes as I spoke, and Brandon and Andrew were glued to me intently. "Jeremy and Max," I started, their eyes instantly on mine. "You two will take Cabin A. This will remain your quarters for the rest of the voyage, or until further notice." The two boys practically glowed from their excitement. They were finally going to be alone. Brandon looked a bit stunned, so I announced him next. "Brandon, since it's important to me that your Assistant be available to you immediately, I'd like you and Andrew to move in to Cabin B. I'm sorry there's only one bed, but you two will have to work that out." "Yes, Captain. No problem, Sir." Brandon said as he smiled; and Andrew began to blush. A gentle touch from Brandon assured him that it was okay. "Good. Billy? You and Shaun will take C, and Thomas, Binder and Zach will take D. There's plenty of space, so there's no reason to crowd. Any questions?" I looked around at the boys. There was a new aire of excitement in the room, and no one wanted to break the silence. Then Thomas spoke up. "What about Jeffy?" "Shut up, you Dope," Shaun spouted back. "Jeffy sleeps with the Captain." Not that it was much of a secret. I mean, it wasn't like I tried to "sneak" Jeffy back into his own quarters, but the fact that it was finally out in the open made me feel that much better. I wrapped my arm around Jeffy's shoulders. "That's correct, and he'll stay there as long as he'd like." Jeffy sat a little taller just then, proud to be the Captain's roommate. It was an honorable position, to be sure, and one the boys felt kind of jealous of, but no one questioned my decision. "Well now. It seems that the arrangements are made. You boys clean up down here, get relocated into your new cabins, and let's call it a night. I'd like to get sailing early, and the radar shows good weather. Good night, Gentlemen. Come on, Jeffy." I took Jeffy's hand into mine and led him out of the galley. Like Jeffy, I was a little prouder as well, and smiled to myself. This signal told the boys that Jeffy was off Galley Duty, and not one of those boys raised a fuss. They went straight to work cleaning up. Then, the boys were off, bustling through the hallway, relocating their personal possessions into their newly assigned quarters. It was only a half hour, and then I heard the doors of the cabins close, one by one, then silence befell The Mighty Miss. I listened closely, and with the exception of a few giggles here and there, the boys were settling in quite nicely with their new arrangements. Even Jeffy seemed more relaxed and at ease as he snuggled his tender naked body in closer to my chest. A few moments later, I felt his body get heavier as his consciousness gave way to sleep. I kissed his head, and rubbed his back until my own tired eyes finally closed for the night. --- CABIN A "I can't believe we're finally alone, Brandon." Andrew whispered as he rolled over and spooned himself against Brandon's backside. "I told you not to worry. This will be the best trip ever, Andrew. And we'll have whatever time we want together. The Captain's cool, and he knows about us." Brandon's admission somewhat surprised Andrew. "What do you mean, he 'knows?" "He knows you're my boyfriend, Andrew. He saw me touching you in the galley, and knows why I chose you as my assistant. That's the real reason we get a cabin to ourselves; because he knows we like each other...a lot!" Brandon put his arm on Andrew's arm and squeezed him gently. "Now, I have you all to myself, and no one is going to take you away from me." Brandon lifted Andrew's hand, and kissed it gently. Andrew returned the kiss by planting one of his own on the back of Brandon's neck. Then, Andrew began caressing Brandon's back, up and down the full length of his 13-year-old boyfriend. Brandon had developed some pretty awesome muscles and Andrew was getting lost in his exploration of them. He had touched Brandon before, but it had been months since they were alone. Andrew whispered to his lover, "I've been wanting to touch you like this for weeks. I've missed you so much. When I saw you under the waterfall on the island, I got so hard and so horny for you." Brandon was smiling, though Andrew couldn't see his face. Andrew continued, "And when I woke up after the rope ladder contest, all I saw was you. Brandon?" He hesitated. "I love you, Brandon. Did you know that?" Brandon giggled. "Yeah, I knew...cuz I love you too, Andrew." With that, Brandon rolled over to face Andrew and hugged him to his chest. Andrew could feel the strong arms of Brandon warming him. Andrew could feel something else as well. Since the boys had gone to bed naked, there was no fabric to hold back Brandon's swelling boy cock, and as Andrew returned Brandon's hug, he could feel the heat of Brandon's cock against his leg. He reached his hand down and brushed against the soft skin of Brandon's shaft. "Mmmm." Brandon moaned softly. Andrew took his cue and began slowly moving downward along Brandon's body, kissing his smooth skin along the way. When he reached his long awaited target, Andrew kissed the very tip of Brandon's dick. The heat of Andrew's lips made Brandon jump a little. Andrew then opened his mouth and engulfed the full length of Brandon's 6-inch cock, down to his dark pubes. Then, slowly, gently, he moved back up Brandon's shaft, keeping a tight seal around the boy's love tool. Andrew stopped and went back down on Brandon, and began massaging the bottom of Brandon's hot dick with his tongue. "Oh, yeah, Andrew. You suck so good, mmmm, yeah, that's it. Oh, that feels nice." Brandon was enjoying the attention, but wanted to share in the fun. Not wanting the blow job to end, but wanting to suck Andrew at the same time, Brandon swung his legs around so that he was now facing Andrew's throbbing 5 1/2 inch dick. Brandon took Andrew's hairless cock into his mouth and began to suck as though nothing else in the world mattered. He wanted to taste Andrew's cum and make his orgasm the most intense ever. The two boys continued in their sixty-nine position, sucking and licking each other. Brandon began to feel as though his dick could not get any harder, for sucking on Andrew's dick only made him more aroused, excited and happy to be pleasing Andrew. Without warning, Andrew began to cum, and as the first shot hit the back of Brandon's throat, he tightened his lips around Andrew's dick. This intensified the feelings in Andrew's cock, and he shot again. Brandon savored the boy's cum on his tongue, and after swallowing the small load, began milking the last few drops from Andrew's still hard dick. When Brandon had drained Andrew of all his boycum, he let the hard dick slip from his mouth. He then moved his head, so that he could watch Andrew sucking him off. "Lick my balls, Andrew." Andrew followed his command, and began licking Brandon's soft, finely-haired balls. When he sucked one of them into his mouth, Brandon gasped deeply. "Oh yea, Baby..that's it." Andrew then went back to sucking on Brandon's pulsing cock. "Do you want to taste it, Andrew?" Brandon needed to know if he should warn Andrew. Andrew simply nodded his head and kept a tighter seal on Brandon's love pole. "You want me to shoot in your mouth?" Brandon asked again. "Mm, hmm." Brandon lay back his head and focused on the oral attention his boyfriend was giving him. The world seemed to disappear and the only feelings that Brandon had were centered on his stiff cock. Andrew began to massage Brandon's balls, as he continued to suck on Brandon's pole. The combination was overwhelming, and Brandon could feel his cum boiling inside the balls that Andrew kneaded. "Oh God, Andrew," Brandon finally uttered, "Uh..I'm gonna....I'm gonna shoot. You better let go if you don't want a mouth full of juice." Andrew didn't move away, but only moved his tongue up and down the shaft of Brandon's dick faster and faster...begging the cum from it. Brandon couldn't hold on any longer, and Andrew's begging was answered with the first shower of cum across his tongue. A second spray of Brandon's white, salty-sweet jizm left its prison and entered Andrew. Andrew did his best to hold in the large teenage load, but as it began to drip down the sides of his mouth, Brandon's orgasm slowed, and he began to breath normally again. Andrew let Brandon slip from his lips, and he began licking his lips, cleaning the last of Brandon's sperm from his mouth. "You taste good, Bran," Andrew smiled and said. Brandon leaned down and kissed the boy, and could taste his own cum on Andrew's lips. "You taste pretty good too," he responded. The two boys, content, relaxed, somewhat sticky, but satisfied, hugged each other and fell asleep in each other's arms. --- Cabin B Jeremy and Max had started off in the separate beds of the cabin. Both went to bed naked, said good night, and with the lights off, had turned to go to sleep. A short time later, Max could hear Jeremy's heavier breathing, and was sure he was asleep. Max decided that if they were going to share a cabin, they might as well share a bed as well. "It's big enough," Max thought to himself. The idea of sleeping naked next Jeremy the whole night excited him, and he could feel his small hairless dick growing. He reached down and gave it a gentle squeeze, which only made it grow faster. Max turned back the sheet, and listened again. Jeremy was still quiet, and breathing rhythmically. Max kicked out his legs, and as he stepped onto the wooden planks of the floor, it creaked slightly. Max stopped and listened again. Jeremy didn't even budge. Max moved again toward Jeremy's bunk. He tried desperately to walk quietly, but the creaks sounded enormous in Max's ears. His own heart sounded loud as well. Max was half way across the room, which seemed like miles, but was only a few feet. Suddenly, Jeremy moved, and Max froze in position, his stiff dick pointing the way to Jeremy's bunk. Jeremy breathed deeply and then went back to his normal rhythm. Max inhaled, gathered his courage, and again began moving towards Jeremy's bunk. He reached the edge, and as the fabric of the cool sheet brushed against Max's leg, a slight shiver ran up his spine, then down again and ended as a pulse in his already hard dick. Jeremy was on his side facing away from Max. "Perfect," he thought. Gently, he pulled the sheet from Jeremy's shoulder, down his back, and further down to reveal the milky white skin of Jeremy's ass cheeks. Although Max had seen these cheeks dozen's of times before, each time seemed new and exciting. Tonight was even more exciting, since he was acting on his own. There was just enough room on the bed between Jeremy and the edge, and as Max slowly, carefully, shimmied himself into the bed, he could feel his stiff cock come to rest against Jeremy's ass cheeks. Max pulled the sheet slowly back over them, and nestled his head against Jeremy's back. It was then that he noticed Jeremy's breathing was not as deep. Max froze in place, and could feel his dick pulsing against Jeremy's skin. "I was wondering how long it would be before you snuck over here." Jeremy whispered to Max. Max exhaled and began breathing again. "Looks like somebody's got a woody," Jeremy said as he reached around and grabbed the slender shaft of Max's cock. "We should put that someplace warm." With that, Jeremy guided Max toward his love hole, and as the tip of Max's dick touched Jeremy's hole, Jeremy moaned. "Push," Jeremy directed, and Max's slender dick punched through the tight hole. Once inside his lover, Max wrapped his arm around Jeremy's chest. "Did you mean what you said to the Captain?" "About what?" Jeremy responded. "That you love me and you don't care who knows." Jeremy could hear the passion in Max's voice, and slight fear of the answer was. "Yes, I DO love you, Max." Jeremy assured him, as he squeezed his ass cheeks, locking the boys together. "Now get some sleep." Max again obeyed Jeremy's command, and closed his eyes. For a little while, he thought that he wouldn't be able to sleep, while his hard dick was planted firmly up Jeremy's beautiful butt. But, soon enough, Max drifted off to sleep. A few times through the night, Max would wake, find that his dick was still half-hard, and would push against Jeremy's ass. The feeling of Jeremy's love tunnel tight around his dick was warm and secure. It would stiffen again, and feel tighter inside Jeremy, and he would once again drift off to sleep. --- I woke up about 2:00 in the morning, and had to piss so badly that my dick was tenting the sheet. Carefully, I moved my little lover, Jeffy, and headed for the toilet. After relieving myself, I decided to check in on the boys and see how they settled in. It was the first time I visited any of the boy's cabins since they boarded my vessel, but I felt comfortable enough now that it didn't feel like a breach of privacy, but more of a loving gesture. My now soft dick flopping about, I softly walked down the hallway. Since the only cabin door that has a lock is mine, I knew accessing the cabins would be no problem. I reached Cabin A first, and as I quietly opened the well oiled door, I saw Brandon and Andrew, entwined together and sleeping soundly. I smiled to myself, knowing I had made the right decision. Checking in on Cabin B, found what I had suspected. Jeremy and Max had chosen to use one bunk instead of two. The two were spooned together so tightly, I could hardly make out where one body ended and the other began. Another smile came to my face. In Cabin C, I found Billy and Shaun sound asleep in their own bunks. Although Billy was completely covered, Shaun had kicked off his sheet, and his hairless beautiful boy dick was exposed to me. I lingered for a moment, burning his image into my mind. I could see the resemblance of Shaun to his older brother, Brandon, and knew that his dick would grow to make him proud as well. I closed the cabin door, and proceeded to my final check in Cabin D. Binder, 11, was in the first bunk, completely covered and sound asleep. Thomas, 10, and Zach, 12, were stretched out on the second bunk. As I looked toward the boys, I noticed that they had kicked off the sheet. Zach was lying on his back, and Thomas was laying face down, with his head, resting on Zach's slowly moving chest. Well, this was a bit of a surprise, but, I thought to myself, put horny hormone overridden gay boys together and nature will match them up. I closed the door as yet another smiled breached my face. I was feeling pretty proud of my sleeping arrangement, and obviously the boys had settled in without any problems. "Yes, Sir, Captain," I said quietly as I wandered back to my cabin. "You've done all right." Jeffy was still sound asleep when I returned to his side, and as I crawled back into bed, he once again snuggled into my chest and held me like a big teddy bear. I could feel my dick tingle. I grabbed the shaft and said, "Not tonight. Let the boy rest." I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep. --- My 5:00 AM alarm was an unwelcome noise and seemed to disturb a good dream I was having. It was a moment later that I realized that what awaiting me in the other cabins was far better than any dream I could have. I gently rubbed the sleep from my eyes, and began to gently shake awake my little roommate. "Good Morning, Little One," I kissed his forehead. "It's time to start the day." Jeffy barely moved, and so I decided to let him and the rest of the crew sleep as long as they liked. I quietly slid out of the bunk, and grabbed a quick 5-minute shower in my private bath. I dressed in my usual of shorts and a t-shirt and headed on deck. After pulling up anchor, I fired up two of the four engines and let The Mighty Miss slowly move forward. I turned the helm a few degrees to the left so that I was sure to capture what would be the finest sunrise I had ever seen. As the mellow grumble of the powerful engines softly vibrated the deck, a feeling of utter calm came over me. As I looked around the still dark and quiet waters, I realized at that moment why I loved the open sea so much. The city, with all its glitz and glamour and ready conveniences, would never be able to produce the peace and serenity that I was now experiencing. --- As the sun began to rise over the water, showing a thin shimmer of orange light across the calm pool around us, I shut down the engines and let my ship drift. There was not a single sound but the slight lapping of water against the hull of my ship, and my own heartbeat. My peaceful moment was interrupted, as the smallest hand wrapped around my waist. "Good Morning, Captain." I looked down to find my dear, sweet Jeffy, dressed in his uniform, with absolute love in his deep brown eyes. "Good Morning, Matey. I'm about to see the sun rise. Care to watch it with me?" I picked him up and sat him on my lap. Jeffy leaned back and laid his head against my shoulder. Soon enough, the other boys joined us on deck. The rumbling of the engines must have woke them, and they all managed to find their way to my observation area. Without saying a word, the boys, all dressed in full uniform, sat near me, as we watched the work of Nature that is a sea borne sunrise. --- I hope you're enjoying this adventure. I welcome comments and questions, so, write me at mycandlelight_dreams@yahoo.com.