Date: Thu, 18 Dec 2003 22:13:52 +1100
From: justjames17@hotmail.com
Subject: The Training Ship

The Training Ship                                              justjames

The wind was sighing through the rigging of the tall ship, the Siren's Song
was moored to the jetty in the river, the water was dark and turbid as it
oozed past the freshly painted hull. Flotsam of styrene cups and food
packaging drifted along becoming jammed between the steel hull and the
jetty's piles, where it created a ghastly mess as it bobbed about on the
current. The ship tugged at her moorings as if trying to escape this foul
mess staining her shining new paint, the graceful old lady was not showing
the wear and tear her 105 years of battling the tempestuous seas around the
world.

She had been borne in the Clyde River in England and was one of the last of
her square rigged sisters still in service around the world. Most of her
peers had long ago foundered in the gales or ended their lives pounded to
pieces on the unforgiving reefs around the coastlines of the world. She no
longer was required to carry the huge weight of cargo in her cavernous hull
and she now almost frolicked across the ocean unfettered with the thousands
of pounds of tea or other goods she used to carry in her working past.
These days she carried young people who paid to sail in her and learn
seamanship the hard way serving before the mast, the sounds of young
enthusiastic voices seemed to lighten her days giving her a lift as she
breasted the swells crushing the grey beards beneath her forefoot.

When the winds increased her venerable hull responded valiantly and she
knifed through the white breakers throwing spray to the heavens as she
heeled over before the pressure of the wind filling her huge sails. The
sounds of the young crews increased as they strove to furl the excess
canvas in the strong winds, climbing her to tall masts up the tarred ropes
and balancing out on the spars, as they pitched and swayed causing many a
young fit body to regurgitate the meal eaten at the last mess sitting. This
was when she felt her best when she was racing the wind and waves the
rolling and pitching caused her hull to talk, groaning and twisting as she
sighed to herself and anyone prepared to listen to her sonorous chatter.

The ship had only been out of the dry dock for two days and the permanent
crew had been kept busy finishing off the last minute jobs before the new
class would arrive and the fine old lady would leave the jetty and take
them all out to sea on new adventures. The interior cabins reeked of paint
and all the port holes were open to allow the wind to enter and air out the
odour, the decks were badly in need of a cleanup and a good holystoning was
needed. This would wait for the student seamen to arrive as this was a
lowly job and part of learning to be a proper sailor in the true tradition
of the old seafarers.

Across and upriver from her berth, the hull and masts of another tall ship
were visible against the city skyline, the ship was in a permanent dry dock
forever locked away from the caress of the sea. She was a permanent display
for people to board and see, and maybe dream about the beauty of the days
of sail, long gone except for the odd remaining old lady like the Siren's
Song. Undoubtedly the landlocked ship watched and dreamed of her past as
she observed the sprightly vessel, her own age but still free to ply the
seas while she sat, hard standing in the dock surrounded by the city and
suffering the fumes and sooty dust coating her upper works. She missed the
siren's call of the wind in her rigging and the fresh spray as it flew
across her wooden decks and she shuddered as she envied the freedom of her
sister across the river.

Night fell and the ship lay nudging her hull gently against the wooden
jetty, soft thumping sounds as she squeezed onto the timber, high pitched
squeals as she moved gently back and forth to the limit of her mooring
lines. She seemed to be talking quietly to the pier as she dreamt the dark
night away, lit slightly by the soft moon above, which silvered the tracery
of her rigging as it towered up into the dark sky. Dawn began to lighten
the eastern sky as the sun did battle with the westering moon and slowly
the brash brightness overpowered the soft glimmer of moonlight and the
rigging dripped a multitude of tiny jewels as the dew dripped from the
spars and rigging, to pitta patter onto the grimy deck below. The breeze
puffed up the river and the ship responded with a tug on her mooring ropes
as she seemed to stir and awaken to the new day, the day she would return
to her ocean away from the claustrophobic closeness of the river banks.

 She wanted to be free of the restraints and filth of the shore and out on
the boundless seas peopled with leviathans and other nomadic dwellers,
which would accompany her as she bounded through the water. She wished to
dip her figure head into the clean blue sea and watch the dolphins as they
leapt and played beneath her plunging bows as she sped along. The crew
arrived and could feel her seeming to tremble as if in anticipation to her
coming freedom, then in dribs and drabs the new students began to arrive
accompanied by one or both parents and carted their gear aboard stowing it
away in their allotted space. The ship felt the increasing number of feet
striding on her decks and the sound of many voices questioning and talking
in wonder at the seeming complexities of her rigging.

The final hour arrived and it was a case of all visitors ashore as the
crew began to sort the newcomers into watches to operate the vessel, the
parents and friends lined the old wooden jetty calling across to their
siblings and pals as the crew shortened the mooring s and the old diesel
engine coughed into life sending a cloud of black smoke puffing into the
air. The fumes caused the watching people to cough and sneeze and then the
last lines were caste off as the hull began to drift slowly away onto the
river. The flotsam and jetsam trapped beside the ship stirred and began to
bob about as the current moved into the gap, created by the drifting hull,
then the throb of the diesel increased as the engine was put in gear and
the big bronze propeller spun around churning the muddy water to a
yellowish froth as the heavy vessel began to inch away.

The waving relatives began to sign Auld Lang Sine and then Will Ye No
Return as the graceful craft moved down the river with the tide heading for
her freedom, the ship turned a bend and all that was visible were her masts
and they could espy figures in the rigging waving as the ship cruised under
the huge bridge spanning the river. The ship slowly faded from view as it
moved out into the bay and the crew called the students into the rigging to
help unfurl the sails, the heavy canvass dropped and began to fill as the
light wind caressed the sails. The sound of the engine died away as the
wind took control and the magnificent sight of a fully rigged ship with
filled sails graced the waters of the large bay.

Small motor boats followed the ship and crisscrossed her wake as she gently
slid through the choppy waters, the tiny bow wave like a pale white lip at
her stem as she sliced slowly along. The occupants of the power craft were
busy photographing her as she moved through their midst, towering into the
sky as she sailed down the bay, she gradually left the majority of the
craft behind and only the few larger power boats stayed with her as the
wind slowly increased slowing the smaller boats as they bucked and thumped
in the increasingly turbulent seas. The ship began to heel slightly as she
moved faster through the wavelets, these small choppy waves were
insignificant in comparison to what she was used to off shore.

Some five hours later she rounded the last channel marker and lined up for
the exit through the heads of the massive bay, the tide was in her favour
and carried her towards the area called the Rip. This area was an
astounding sight with huge swirls of whirlpools, standing waves of rips
motionless in place as the tides ripped across the submerged reefs deep
beneath the surface. The area was an evil place of strong currents and
could be exceptionally dangerous when conditions were right, especially if
wind was against the rush of the outgoing tide, as the huge shallow 45 mile
long bay tried to empty into the waters of Bass Strait.

Siren's Song lifted to the smooth swells as they majestically moved through
into the bay and she soon was through the ship devouring entrance, dropped
off the pilot and was soon far enough off shore to turn her bow towards the
East and cruise through the notorious Bass Strait, her course, taking her
between the Australian mainland and the huge island of Tasmania further to
the South. The ship gambolled along seeming to be enjoying her freedom as
she cruised at a steady 10 knots, her freshly cleaned and painted hull
slipping through the water gracefully and smoothly. The sea birds swooped
and called as they flew around the strange vessel, they were not used to
such a large sail driven vessel as only her smaller cousins the yachts
usually sailed these waters.

This was the area crossed by the Melbourne to Hobart yacht race and she
would soon be passing Wilson's Promontory, with it's strong currents and
offshore islands then she would enter the area where so many ocean racing
yachts met their doom and a number of their crews drowned a few years ago
in a heavy storm. One of the yachts lost had participated in 30 or more
Sydney Hobart races but she met her doom in that massive gale. The Siren's
Song seemed to shiver a little in fear as she cruised through the area and
she seemed to be weeping salt tears from the haws pipes in her bows as the
salt spray ran out of the holes.

The stately vessel turned to the North and began to move up the east coast
of the island continent heading for the milder, warmer northern seas, a
huge container ship hove over the horizon and sounded her siren in respect
to the stately old lady as she cruised past.

The young trainees, all boys this trip, were getting to know one another
and shaking down into a good efficient crew under the tutorage of the
experienced crew and directions of the captain, Jack Hawkins. Jack was a
man in his forties and unbeknown to the crew was a boy lover, he would
stride the decks watching the semi naked lads as they climbed the rigging
affording him the sensuous views up the legs of their shorts as they
climbed the rigging. One boy in particular took his fancy, Carl a 14 year
old black haired lad with brilliant green eyes, he was endowed with a great
young body which was improving daily as the rigorous exercise and plain
healthy food took their effect on him. His young supple body was putting on
muscle and his baby fat was gone after two weeks of rigorous exercise.

The view up the leg of his shorts, afforded the view of the boy's
respectable genitals as they filled and bulged out his briefs, the lad had
noticed that Jack was watching him closely. The fixed stare was
disconcerting and he wondered why the captain was watching him so much. One
afternoon he was climbing down the rigging after a sail change and was
nearly at deck level when he slipped and would have fallen overboard except
that captain Jack was there and pulled him back against him. Carl felt the
captain's muscular body as he was pulled into his arms then the captain let
him slowly slide down his body and he felt the hardness of the big penis
against his smaller limp cock.

The sensation of the hard shaft caused him to tingle as he felt it rub his
legs, cock and lower abdomen, he stood against the hard body trembling as
strange powerful feelings coursed through his young innocent body. The
strange feelings caused his penis to harden as it tented his shorts and
rubbed against the man's thigh, the captain rubbed his thigh back and forth
across the hard boner and smiled into the confused lad's sea green eyes.
The boy tentatively smiled back as he felt the man's warm leg caress him
then the captain turned slightly and the massive log between his legs
rubbed against Carl's steel hard boner. An electrical charge flashed
between their bodies and goose bumps appeared on both their flesh from the
contact, Carl shivered again and pressed harder against the strong
unyielding man and sighed softly. The captain gently pushed him away
saying, " Enough for now young Carl, there are too many people about now,
come on deck tonight after the change of the watch."  Carl silently nodded
his tousled head and flicked the hair from his eyes as he turned away and
ran to the forward hatch.

Jack watched the cute bubble butt as the boy ran up the deck, he pictured
those tight little cheeks as they moved inside the clothing and wet his
lips in anticipation at what may occur tonight. Carl was in a quandary as
his mind raced in circles, he had never felt this way before, he had
thought of boy's bodies when he was wanking his pud but had never felt
anything like what had happened with captain Jack. His penis was standing
proud, steel hard and weeping pre cum into his briefs, he couldn't help
playing with his dick as he hurried below decks. He ran to the head (
toilet) and closed the door as he sat down after dropping his shorts to the
deck, his 4 inch finger thick dick straining upwards and he began to stroke
it sliding the loose foreskin up and down as the slippery natural lubricant
oozed out of his slit. His moans echoed around the cubicle as he neared
climax then with a grunt his head threw back and he began to shoot, creamy
cum flying through the air to coat his face, hair, chest and stomach then
dribbling from his turgid cock to pool in his sparse pubic hairs.

Carl sat there exhausted and empty trembling in a sexual haze as he panted
and shook from the extreme high he had just experienced. Never in his short
life had he experienced a climax as intense as the one that just took
control of his young body and mind, he was panting his mind reeling, his
body trembling and shaking like a leaf. He tore off some toilet paper and
cleaned up most of his pearly offering then licked the remains from his
hand and fingers, tasting his essence for the first time. The salty sweet
flavour was palatable and he searched for the remnants trapped in his small
wing like pubis patch. Lifting it on his questing fingers and transferring
it into his mouth, a stray pubic hair ended up on his tongue and he
wriggled his tongue in and out of his pink lips trying to dislodge it, he
eventually had to pick it out with his fingers. He stared at it thinking oh
I can't afford to lose any or I will be bald again.

He dressed himself and returned to the deck as the first mate called for
another sail change and they scarpered up the rigging like young monkeys to
carry out the orders. Carl looked down at the reeling deck so far below and
saw captain Jack, his head thrown back staring up at him as he moved
through the rigging. Carl smiled down at the captain and waved a hand then
got on with the sail handling, the boy's were holding onto the spar and
furling the sail while their feet were shuffling along the rope attached
beneath the spar. A very unsteady platform especially as the ship was
rolling heavily in the increasing wind, one minute they were looking down
at the heaving sea on the port (left) side of the ship and next they were
suspended over the Starboard (Right) side. Their height above the deck
exacerbated the motion and distance of their arc of movement. The lads were
taught not to look down at the deck as they could become disorientated and
fall to their deaths, either on the hard wooden deck or into the sea where
they would surely drown or be attacked by the ever present pack of sharks
following the ship.

As the lads worked struggling to lash the hard stiff canvas sail there was
a cry, a shriek and one boy, his blonde hair fluttering as he fell through
the air his arms windmilling frantically and his legs kicking as if
swimming plunged the 130 feet to hit the gunnel railing then flip over the
side unconscious splashing into the sea below. The Siren's song continued
indifferently to the small body floating face down in the heaving water,
one of the crew immediately threw a life preserver into the water and leapt
over the side swimming quickly to the buoy grasping it and swimming towards
the inert form floating limply on the surface and slowly the boy began to
sink beneath the surface.

The crewman swam rapidly to the boy and duck dived beneath the waves
clutching the boy's fair hair then kicking strongly raised him to the
surface and pushed him onto the circular preserver. He clung to the lad and
the buoy and began to kick out to head after the ship, which was
frantically trying to turn about and pick them up. After some minutes the
man saw the ship's bow swing about and head back towards them, the boy was
bleeding copiously into the water and the scent of blood was strong in the
current. A prowling shark scented the blood and began to home in down the
blood trail, slashing the water with it's mighty tail as it sped towards
the floating sailors, it's senses acute and intense as it homed in on the
pair.

The sailor saw the shark arrive and begin to circle them in ever decreasing
circles, it's massive dorsal fin cleaving the surface as it closed on
them. He glanced to see where the ship was and found her running fast in
their direction, but still at least a mile away. The shark raised it's
massive snout and rolled it's eyes up into their sockets a sure sign it was
about to attack, he waited till it was nearly upon them and lashed out with
his foot contacting the tip of it's sensitive nose the shark frantically
veered away and the sailor felt the denticles of it's skin rasp down his
bare leg painfully. The shark returned patrolling in circles again as the
ship neared their position, a long boat was suspended just above the water
as the ship was passing them it slipped the falls and splashed into the
heaving waves. The crew on board began to pull on their oars strongly and
the boat sped across the surface like a giant water boatman in a pond, the
shark became agitated then as the boat neared them it slunk off into the
depths.

The crew shipped oars and the wooden boat coasted to a stop as eager hands
grasped the unconscious lad and lifted his limp body into the craft as the
sailor pulled himself over the side to flop onto a thwart exhausted.  The
water ran off his heaving gasping body as the crew attended to the badly
injured boy, his blood draining onto the deck of the boat staining the
clean white painted timber. They bandaged his head and the large gash in
the slender waist but they doubted the poor boy would ever regain
consciousness. The Siren's Song was hove too a short distance away as they
began to row back to her, they reached the ship and hooked onto the falls
and the crew ran forward pulling on the ropes raising the heavy craft with
it's crew up onto the deck.


The captain awaited the arrival and had four lads waiting with a stretcher
to transfer the boy below deck to the infirmary, they tenderly lifted the
inert pale young lad onto the stretcher and carried him below. Captain Jack
thanked the brave seaman for his valiant act but then tore a strip off him
for risking his own life to save the boy. He then walked below to attend to
the lad, he opened the infirmary door and walked in dismissing the waiting
stretcher bearers, they filed out casting worried looks back at their co
crew member.

Captain Jack stripped the sodden clothing from the boy and began to gently
dry his bruised and injured body, the pale bloodless flesh was very cool to
the touch and he lifted the boy's eyelid to check his eyes and was
shattered as he peered into the glazed blue orbs. He bent down and placed
his ear to the cool smooth pectoral listening to the faltering heart beat
as the organ frantically tried to maintain blood pressure while little
blood was there to pump. The boy gurgled deep in his chest and his frail
young body arched up off the bunk as he went rigid and shuddered then
collapsed limply onto the bunk as his young body gave up the battle to
live.

Captain Jack sat there holding the boy to his chest trying to warm the body
and willing life to return to the inert cooling body. He sat there crying,
his tears cascading onto the boy's stomach and limp genitals, saturating
the young bush of pubic hair as it ran down between his slim legs. Time
passed and the first mate came below to locate the captain, he knocked on
the door of the sick bay but received no answer he listened against the
door and heard the soft crying from the room. He opened the door a fraction
and called softly, " Captain sir, are you there?"  Captain Jack sobbed
loudly and replied, " Enter Mr. Wills."  The officer entered and found the
captain clutching the dead boy in his arms his tear stained face and red
eyes attesting to the deep sorrow he felt at the loss of one of his
students. The first mate walked across to the captain and placed his arm
around the captain's shoulders saying, " Sir you can let him go now he has
gone from us."  The captain tensed and shuddered then sagged like a rag
doll as the officer took the lifeless weight of the boy and laid him out on
the bunk.

The captain sat there numb and inert until the officer helped him up and he
looked down at the small fragile body stretched out naked, except for the
bandages, on the bunk. He reached out a trembling hand and caressed the
tousled salt encrusted blonde hair sticking up from the blood stained
bandage, a massive sob wracked the captain's strong frame and his hand
dropped to his side as the mate led the captain from the sick bay. He
helped him to his cabin and sat him on the bunk helping him lie back on the
bunk to rest, the captain lay there staring at the ceiling until he dropped
off asleep from exhaustion and nervous stress.

The first mate removed the lifeless boy's slim cold body from the sickbay
and carried him gently in his arms to the freezer, he opened the door and
carried the boy into the chill dank room and laid the limp young body onto
an empty shelf, he bent down and kissed the lifeless blue lips. He shed a
few tears for the young soul and caressed the blood soaked blonde hair as
he murmured a prayer for the innocent lad hoping his spirit would find
peace. He covered the inert form with a sheet and ensured it was tucked
tightly under the body, then turned and left the freezer to make his way to
the radio cabin and advise the authorities of the lad's accidental demise.
The authorities requested the ship report to the police at the next port of
call, Sydney the mate agreed and signed off.

The captain slept like a dead man until just before dusk then he awoke and
sat up swinging his legs off the bunk, he stretched and massaged his face
then stood up and walked from his cabin onto the deck. He looked haggard
and drawn as he walked to the gunnel and leaned on the railing staring
blankly at the water as it rushed past the ship's side. Young Carl was
watching the captain, a worried expression on his smooth young face, as the
captain slowly stood erect and turned to see the boy staring at him. He
walked across to Carl put his strong arm around the lad's shoulder and
walked him into the darkening hatchway leading to his cabin.

They entered the cabin and Jack led the boy to his table and sat him down
then he left him and went to the galley and returned with two plates of
steaming stew, they sat there eating silently until the plates were empty
and their appetites were sated. Carl walked around and wrapped his arms
around the captain's neck and said, " It wasn't your fault that Alex died,
he just missed his footing while we were up the rigging. Don't blame
yourself for his death."  He kissed the captain behind the ear and snuggled
his face into the man's neck as he hugged the man.

Jack smiled at the mature attitude of the 14 year old boy and reached
behind him locating the pert firm young buns and pulling him against his
back as he squeezed the muscled cheeks. Carl sighed and his hard little
penis was humping against Jack's back as he moaned softly in the man's
ear. The boy whispered that he wished that Jack would play with his
pubescent prick and Jack pulled him around to stand between his legs. The
boy was trembling in anticipation his shorts standing out from his body as
the young rock hard boner pointed at the sky, Jack's hand slid down over
the smooth young torso till he reached the straining prick and he felt the
pulsing flesh as it twitched in his grasping hand.

The lad pulled at Jack in an attempt to raise him up and lead him to the
bed and finally he stood and allowed the boy to lead him to the bunk. Jack
collapsed onto the bunk and pulled the boy on top of him as they rolled
together grinding their hard boners together. Carl was revelling the
feeling of the huge adult male organ pressed into his young body, his
nerves tingling with the excitement of actually being with another male.
His young mind had dreamed of sharing his body with a guy since he was 6
years old, he used to lie in his bed at night imagining what could happen
if he met up with an adult who would play with him. He used to wrestle with
his father and inevitably he would end up with his little prick hard and
throbbing, his father ignored the sharp little cock pressing against him
and he would just smile at Carl and say, " You are a bit excited there
young fella. "
  
Carl would feel deflated and unhappy as his little cock was ignored as he
desperately wished his dad would feel it and play with it. he would lie
there sulking and pouting as his father walked off leaving him on the floor
extremely aroused. Carl tried to get his playmates to join him in sexual
play but only one of the boys showed any interest in joining in. He only
wanted Carl to suck his pricklet till he had a dry orgasm but wouldn't
reciprocate the pleasure, so Carl became more and more frustrated.

One day at the age of 11, he was riding his bike in the park, near his
home, and he got caught short and desperately needed a piss, he rode
frantically to the toilet block and jumped from his bike and ran into the
toilet block his fingers pinching his knob as he tried to stop wetting
himself. A young man about 18 was watching him from a distance and when he
saw him rush to the toilet he hurried across the lawns and entered the
dimly lit, drab building. It took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust to
the light and he saw the pale white cheeks glowing dimly at the urinal, he
stood there watching the young boy as he pissed and could see the yellow
stream hitting the drain in the stainless steel urinal.

He moved closer standing right behind the boy who was concentrating on the
enjoyment of emptying his over filled bladder, as he finished the piss he
began to get hard and he began playing with his cock. The teenager was
watching closely and saw the boy's arm moving as he stroked his 3 1/2 inch
hard cock, he began to feel his own cock as he unzipped his fly and stepped
up to the urinal beside the lad. Carl glanced across and saw the boy
stroking his hard cock. He had never seen such a massive dick and his eyes
were as big as saucers as he studied the thick 6 inch long penis, the teen
was watching Carl's hand as he fiddled with the cute young dick. He reached
across and felt the youngsters hard little cock as Carl took his hand away
giving the lad free access. The teenager stroked the steel hard little
prick then bent down and kissed the shiny pink knob sending shivers through
Carl's small frame.

The teen guy took Carl by the hand and walked him to a cubicle shutting the
door behind them and turning the lock, he lifted Carl effortlessly up to
straddle his feet on the seat. Then he bent down to suck the boy's hard
cock, Carl was enraptured at the feeling of the guy's hot mouth and tongue
sucking and laving his boy boner. His knees began to tremble as he felt
that special feeling approach, his green eyes rolled up into his head as he
arched into the guy's mouth then he moaned aloud as he gripped the teen's
hair tightly. His whole body began to shake and tremble as he moaned loudly
the teenager had now thrust a finger into Carl's tiny tight hole and was
pushing it in and out frantically causing Carl to reach a huge dry orgasm
as he fell onto the teen's back. His hard little cock throbbing as he
jigged it in and out of the sucking mouth.

Carl was in heaven as the guy kept sucking him and he reached a frantic
double orgasm as the guy pushed two fingers deep into his anus. He was
lying on the teen's back holding on for grim death as he had no strength
left in his rubbery legs as he gulped and panted heavily his body still
trembling in nervous tension. The teenager pulled off his cock and turned
Carl around so his cute ass was facing him, he stood there admiring the
tight little muscled cheeks. He then bent and kissed each round buttock
then kissed the aromatic cleft between those alabaster cheeks, Carl
shivered excitedly and bent forward a little as the boy exerted a little
pressure on his hips.

The teen thumbed into the tight cleavage and pulled the muscles apart
opening the hidden treasure to view, there in the pale flesh was the
charming little virginal pink hole. The lad's mouth watered as he studied
the sweet tiny rosebud then he bent driving his face into the stretched
cleft and his pink tongue tasted the tiny pucker. Carl was groaning and
pushing back onto the questing tongue until he felt the magical sensation
of the warm wet appendage enter his tight muscle. He yelped in joy as the
tongue eased into him further and was joined by a finger working his tight
hole, he felt the ring stretching and loosening and before he could object
a second finger intruded stretching him even further. He grimaced in pain
and moaned, the sound stirring the lust in the older boy as he began to
stretch the small circular muscle as his tongue continued to lave the inner
crimson skin of the rectum.

Carl was crying tears of pain and pleasure as the boy worked his hitherto
untouched anus, then he felt the boy move and a thicker appendage was
hammering at his back door. The boy cried out and then screamed as the
thick teen tool broke through the boy's barrier, the burning pain almost
causing him to faint away then as the boy's pole slid deeper into his small
ass the pain lessened and the knob touched something deep inside him. Carl
grunted and tensed up, his small cock throbbed and twitched as the
incredible sensation took control of his small body, he begged the lad to
push back into him, which the teen was delighted to hear and complied
immediately.

The feeling was unbelievable and the young boy was ecstatic and almost
delirious as the thick penis stroked his soft bowels swelling him and then
allowing the tube to shrink as it retreated, coursing back and forth over
the juvenile prostate gland sending explosions through his small body. The
teenager began to pound faster and deeper as Carl whimpered and begged him
to fuck him harder, then he arched deep into the expanded boy hole and
erupted deep inside the hot tight tunnel. Carl felt the hot cum spraying
deep inside his body as he orgasmed again his already tight sphincter
squeezing tighter around the warm fleshy shaft pulsating in his anus.

The teenager was slobbering on Carl's neck as he exploded, his hips ramming
quickly in short sharp thrusts deep into the yielding taught flesh as
Carl's body vibrated and shook in the throes of a massive dry orgasm. The
teen having finished his fuck just ripped the still hard cock out of Carl's
stretched anus causing excruciating pain to shoot through his spasming
body. Carl cried out in pain and the guy just put his cock away in his
jeans and zipped up then left Carl shivering and crying standing on the
toilet seat. Carl calmed down and used some toilet paper to clean his
ravaged ass, the cum dripping out of his swollen stretched ass hole
dribbled onto the floor of the toilet. He cleaned up as best he could and
staggered out into the bright sunlight, he walked his bike home as he felt
his ass was too sore to ride the bike with the seat pressing against his
bottom.

He reached his home and went upstairs to his room and lay on the bed
thinking of the guy stuffing him, his cock immediately jumped up hard and
he stroked the hard bulge in his shorts. He felt a dampness in his briefs
and undid his shorts pulling them and his briefs down, he found a mess in
the crotch, a mixture of cum and a little blood stained the white cotton.
He removed them and rushed to the bathroom and began washing his ass in the
hand basin, once he felt clean again he fingered his sore hole and found it
was still loose as his finger slid straight in. He opened the drawer under
the hand basin and removed a tube of Savlon antiseptic cream and took of
the top squeezing a large glob into his aching ass hole, his finger entered
again and spread the cool soothing cream around inside his swollen hole and
spread it over his bruised little sphincter muscle.

He left the bathroom and lay face down on his bed naked from the waist down
to rest for a few minutes and allow the cream to be absorbed into his
aching ass. He didn't realise that he was exhausted from the sexual
incident and he dozed off into a deep sleep. He awoke when his father shook
him awake, and demanded to know why he was half naked and what caused the
bruising around his anus. His confused sleep dulled brain didn't kick into
gear and he stammered, " What do you mean dad?"  His irate father spread
his white cheeks and surveyed the dark bruising around his tiny puffy
sphincter and touched his sore hole roughly saying, " This bruising what
else do you think I mean Carl?"

Carl's eyes fogged up and he began to weep, sobbing deeply as his face
screwed up, he buried his face in the pillow and wailed. His irate father
turned him roughly over and shouted into his tear stained face, " Are you
homosexual? Have you been having sex with other boys? How did you get that
bruising in your ass?"  Carl sobbed and wailed, " I was riding my bike in
the park and I needed to pee so I went to the toilet and a man grabbed me
and dragged me into a cubicle and stuck his penis in my ass."  His father
glared at him and asked, " Did you do anything to encourage the man? "
Carl sobbed, " No I just was minding my own business and he took me. Daddy
he hurt me badly and his dick did something inside my body."  His father
asked him, " What did he do inside you?"  Carl told his angry father, " He
pushed in and out of my bum then I felt him get bigger and he seemed to pee
inside me, but it was different to pee, thicker and creamy in colour."

Carl's father sat beside his traumatised young son his hand caressing his
slim back as he mulled over what his son had told him. He nodded his head
silently and told his son that he had been raped and that they should call
the police and report the man who did it to him. Carl said, " Please daddy
I can't remember his face and I don't want to go to the police I'm scared."
His father grunted and then looked at his son and said, " Well Carl I think
you need a change in your life, I'm going to book you in for a cruise on
the Sail Training Ship, that will make a man of you." Carl was now in the
position he craved he was receiving the attentions of a real man, the
captain of the Siren's Song.

The captain lay back on the bunk while Carl lay beside him running his
fingers up and down over his chest and stomach, the boy traced his fingers
around the nipples and rubbed the deep navel in his new friend's stomach.
Jack lay there leaving the boy to set the pace, his mind was still
picturing the young blonde boy lying in his arms as he died a few hours
before. Carl could sense that the captain was not completely concentrating
and he guessed that the death of Alex was playing on his mind. He leaned up
and over the captain's chest and kissed him gently on his rough salt
chapped lips, the captain jerked as if startled and returned the kiss
saying, " I'm sorry young Carl my mind was wandering. "  Carl kissed him
harder and said, " I know you are thinking about poor Alex, but he is with
God now you don't have to worry about him."  Jack wiped a tear from his
eyes and in a cracked voice replied," Thank you Carl you have made me feel
so much better."

The man cuddled the boy to his breast and kissed his tousled black hair as
he caressed the small back and tight little butt as Carl wriggled against
him and sighed contentedly. Carl felt so comfortable and secure wrapped in
the strong arms of his captain, and Jack felt happier and more contented
than he had in many years with the boy cuddled warmly against him. They
both dozed off to the gentle movement of the great ship as she moved
through the water talking to herself as the ribs and plates flexed and the
gentle thudding of the waves against her sleek hull were like the heart
beat of a living entity.

The boy awoke a few hours later and stretched a little then placed his hand
on the large bulge in the trousers of the sleeping man, the captain was
still deeply asleep as if dead. Carl gently felt around the bulge and
located the semi erect manhood, he measured it with his fingers and was awe
struck at the sheer magnitude of the awesome weapon. He felt each egg sized
nut in the sack nestled between the heavy thighs, he rolled the balls
gently around between his fingers as the captain stirred, the boy pulled
his hand away and lay there feigning sleep in case the man awoke. Captain
Jack dreamt on heedless of the boy's gentle manipulation, he sighed in his
sleep and a slight smile adorned his salt cracked dried lips, Carl again
felt the huge bulging genitals hidden in the coarse denim trousers.

Carl lay there studying the man's groin and wondered what the large adult
penis would look like outside the trousers, his imagination ran rampant and
he again started to softly feel the large member. He gently pulled the
captain's shirt out of the waist band of his trousers and began to bare the
muscular abdomen, as the cotton shirt lifted up towards the gently moving
chest, rising and falling as the man slept soundly, the sight of the dark
hairs running from the top of the trousers up to the indented navel
fascinated him and he gently fingered and played with the thin, curly,
happy trail. Carl leaned up on one elbow and began to stroke the wiry thin
trail of pubic hair, he noticed from this higher position that the trail
thickened and widened as it disappeared into the jeans. He leant down and
kissed the hairy lower abdomen and licked into the navel depression, he
became bolder and ran his tongue up to the captain's nipples where they sat
just below the uplifted shirt.

The tickling sensation stirred the sleeping man and he moved slightly
frightening Carl who pulled back and lay beside the captain still as a
mouse, his breathing was a little rapid and his heart was pounding hard in
his chest. His penis was erect and so hard it was aching badly even his
small nuts were aching with sexual tension and he began to squeeze and
stroke himself. Carl was watching the sleeping man as he stroked his penis
frantically as he imagined the captain lying there naked with his huge
boner waving at him as the man wanked himself to a massive climax. Carl was
rapidly approaching an orgasm and his eyes were clenched shut as his
breathe hissed between his tightly clenched teeth. He was so far gone in
the throes of climaxing he didn't realise that his actions had awoken Jack
from his sleep and he lay there immobile watching the 13 year old stroking
his little meat frantically and as he watched he saw the boy arch up off
the bunk, his cock throbbing as if trying to empty the young, not yet
mature nuts.

The boy was straining frantically up every young muscle rigid his eyelids
half open but only the blank whites of his orbs visible as his eyes were
rolled up into his head, the frantically hissing breaths panting through
his stretched lips and gritted teeth. The boy stayed in this tortured
position for possibly 30 seconds then he collapsed back against Jack's body
and Jack could feel the boy panting and see his small chest heaving and as
he studied the smooth chest he could see the frantic beating of the boy's
straining heart.

The boy slowly relaxed and the tightness eased from the taught little body,
his chest movement reduced as the oxygen levels increased in his blood and
the heart beat returned to normal. Carl's eyelids fluttered and he slowly
opened his eyes staring blankly at the cabin roof, he started as Jack
rested his hand on his sweating chest and he turned his face to the captain
as Jack lowered his cracked lips to kiss the boy gently. Carl opened his
sweet lips and accepted the captain's tongue into his mouth as he sucked
the saliva from the insinuating appendage, Jack felt the boy sucking his
probing fleshy invader and he thought the boy was going to swallow him
completely.

He groaned as the boy licked and closed his teeth gently on the tongue and
then allowed Jack to slowly retrieve it as he sucked every drop of flavour
from the rough surface. Carl's tongue followed Jack's into his mouth and
the captain began to suck the boy's hard as their tongues tangoed about in
his mouth. Both the man and the boy were moaning and their hands roamed
frantically over one another's bodies, clutching, caressing and probing in
a sexual haze. Their bodies responding to the circumstances, the captain
grinding his engorged tool against the small steel hard cock of the boy,
their hips gyrating and thrusting forward as they fucked in unison although
still clothed.

The captain's hand slid down and eased under the lad's waist band
travelling down over the smooth rounded ass cheeks till his middle finger
felt the pulsing sphincter of the boy. Carl almost screamed aloud as the
rough thick finger probed his tight virginal muscle he was arching away
from the invader causing his throbbing hard young bar to grind harder
against the massive man pole pressed against his supple body. The lad's
unbridled lust was aroused and as he became used to the thick finger
entering his anus he pushed back onto the digit and the captain's finger
sank in to the knuckle. Carl squealed as his throbbing little immature
prostate was located and massaged he forced his hips against Jack rotating
them as the thick finger played inside his body, wrapped in his heated boy
tunnel.

Carl's body was shaking like a leaf in a storm as his whole being was
overtaken by the huge sexual surge as his body approached an incredible
orgasm, he began to black out as his cock spasmed over and over creating an
earthquake in his loins as he began to sag towards the floor but Jack's
hand and the finger embedded in his anus held him upright as he quivered
and bucked his small hips. The tremors slowed and finally his body calmed
and only the tremors of his sphincter still twitching in time to his
deflating young prick.

Jack reached an earth shattering climax as he felt the boy's body explode
into the massive unbelievable dry orgasm, both bodies slowly folded to the
deck as their minds blanked, taken over by the incredible dual climaxes.
Carl's was incredibly intense and he had passed out from the overload to
his immature nervous system, Jack's was also extremely intense it hit him
like a meteorite slamming into the earth's surface, his sight blinded by a
multitude of colours and bright flashes like lightning bedazzled his
reeling brain. The man and boy lay inert panting on the deck until their
senses returned and the man lifted Carl off the deck and placed his still
weakened body onto the bunk.

Jack lay beside the boy and held him securely in his arms gently rocking
him as he recovered, the man murmuring that he loved him as he rocked and
kissed the lad. Carl was listening and began to cry softly at the gentle
loving treatment the captain was giving him and his heart was thundering in
his chest spreading a warm glow through his body. The lad was positively
glowing as the tears coursed down his cheeks, the captain began to kiss him
then licked his salty tears.

Captain Jack soothed the boy and whispered into his ear, " Carl my sweet
one, it's time you returned to your bunk before the other lads in your
watch begin to miss you and think you have fallen overboard."

Carl whimpered and said, " I don't want to go to my bunk, I'd rather to
stay here with you captain and sleep with you in your bunk."  Captain Jack
said, " Boy I'd love you to stay with me all night but you will be missed
and then questions will be asked, do you wish to have to answer where you
have been? "

Carl lay there pouting for a while then a large sigh escaped his lips, he
shook his head and said, " No captain Jack, I suppose I'd better get back
to my bunk but I'd much rather stay here and enjoy your body."  Jack looked
down at the precious boy and smiled softly, his craggy sun darkened face
crinkling into a smile that lit the cabin as he bent down to crush his lips
against the soft petal like lips of Carl. Then he gently pushed the lad off
the bed and lay there admiring the soft smooth skin of the boy, as he drank
in the pre pubescent beauty of the innocent looking lad. The small but
perfectly formed penis hanging over the still grape sized nuts resting in
their silken purse of flesh bedazzled the man and his huge log began to
stir, as his heart thudded pumping life giving blood into the flaccid
muscle.

Carl stood there gawping as the monster stirred and he could see the pulses
as the man's heart pounded away building up the pressure to raise the large
fleshy pole into it's erect state. Carl's small sea anemone shaped
sphincter twitched as he watched enthralled, as the huge cock stood to
attention against the man's hard hairy stomach. He salivated as he watched
clear dribbles of sweet pre cum issuing from the deep slit in the plum
sized smooth knob, unable to resist the boy moved closer and bent over to
lick the oozing cock. His small tongue sending extreme thrills coursing
through the captain's muscular body, as the tiny tongue tip dipped into the
stretched piss hole searching for more sweet nectar from deep in the man's
gonads. Carl's hand reached out and gripped the turgid tool but couldn't
completely encircle the muscle with his small hand so he squeezed as hard
as he could and milked the juicy pre cum out of the urethra tube as he
stroked the cock from base to sensitive tip eliciting deep groans from the
captain's chest.

The man began to arch up into the boy's hand and as Carl watched the
muscular abdomen tense showing the gorgeous six pack as the man humped and
arched erotically. All too soon for Carl the captain raised his arse up off
the bunk and balanced on his shoulders and heels blew like a whale all over
the boy, bed and deck as he yelled loudly then collapsed breathing heavily
onto the mattress. Carl began to lick and suck every drop of pearly fluid
off the man, revelling in the salty strong flavour of the thick juicy
sperm. He cleaned the man's sweaty body, he then began to suck the sheets
which were dappled with the aromatic offering, still not satisfied he knelt
down and lifted the droplets from the wooden deck with his slim finger
transferring it into his sweet mouth. When he finished his search the floor
was clean except for slight damp spots where the thick cum had rested. Carl
raised up and bent over the man and kissed him softly whispering, " Thank
you my captain I treasure your sperm inside my body, I feel as though we
are now one."

The captain smiled at his young lover and said gently, " I am so glad you
enjoy eating my seed, I too feel as one with you my lovely Carl."  He then
patted the tight rounded ass cheeks revelling in the smooth warm rubbery
flesh as he said, " Go my sweet boy, it is long past your time to be in
your bunk, tomorrow I will declare that you are being promoted to my cabin
boy. You will then be able to sleep here on the top bunk as you must be by
my side at all times."

Carl was astounded at the announcement and looked in disbelief at the
captain then smiled and said, " Thank you my captain, I will be honoured to
help you in any way I can." He turned to leave the cabin took two steps
then turned back and leapt onto the bunk wrapping his slender arms around
the man's neck and hugging him as he pressed his lips against Jack's and
they tongue wrestled for some minutes till the captain ordered Carl to stop
and get to his bunk with the other students from his watch.

The boy shuffled out of the cabin and made his way between decks till he
reached the area in the massive hold where the company had built a large
cabin with bunks two high to accommodate the trainees. He quietly entered
the cabin and stood there waiting for his eyes to adjust to the dim
lighting, he could hear faint sounds but was unable to see what was
happening in the poorly lit area. He knew the sounds were emanating from
the port side of the large cabin and as his pupils expanded he could make
out three figures on one bunk. They were interlocked and the faint humming
and slurping sounds were coming from the boys, he tip toed across the cabin
to stand at the end of the bunk watching the cavorting boys.

He realised it was Ted a 16 year old, Don a 14 year old and Ryan who was
only 13, they were all sucking one another's cocks and were so involved
that they had no idea that they had an audience. Carl stood there stroking
his already rampant roger, and was fantasizing he was in the middle of the
group, he was watching young Ryan who's cute little ass was bent out over
the edge of the mattress and he got down on all fours and crawled quietly
around till he was staring into the cleft of his young bum. He could just
make out the tiny tightly closed opening in the dim light and he gently
took the tight fleshy orbs in his hands and opened the crack so he could
bury his face into the steamy warm aromatic young ass. Ryan gasped loudly
as Carl embedded his face between the cheeks and his lips located the
opening to Ryan's inner self, a wet warm tongue began to lick the puckered
hole sending strange erotic sensations dynamiting into the youngsters
brain.

Ryan screamed but the sound was muffled by Ted's cock thrust into his
throat, the scream causing minute tremors onto the super sensitive knob as
Ted fucked the smooth wet throat, sliding in and out on the saliva produced
in the boy's orifice and mixing with his slippery pre cum. Carl pulled out
his stiff cock and pushed it into the resisting muscle of Ryan's ass hole,
the resistance causing his boner to bend painfully so he clamped his hand
around his cock reinforcing the rigidity and again shoved against the
rubbery ring. The ring began to open slightly and Carl forced his cock
harder into the wrinkled little lips until with a gasp he entered the
virgin territory as Ryan screamed again onto Ted's cock.

The feeling of the intense heat and humidity along with the tight velvety
flesh wrapped around his aroused member caused Carl to ejaculate
prematurely and he filled the boy's ass with a load of fresh sperm, as he
blew his load he slowly forced his cock into the depths of Ryan's anus
spurting and coating the hot flesh with his warm semen. Ryan began to blow
as Carl's cock head caressed his small prostate gland and the sensation of
his tight ring squeezing his cock even tighter sent Carl right over the
edge and he climaxed more than he ever had in his young life. Ryan was
orgasming dryly but hard into Don's mouth and the feeling of Ryan screaming
and sucking caused Ted to erupt hard and chokingly into Ryan's palpitating
throat as Don's spurting cock unloaded into Ted's mouth.

Ryan was filled from both ends, an experience he had never had before and
as he lay there recuperating, sucking the now limp prick in his mouth he
ruminated about the exciting feeling of the two hard cocks throbbing and
creaming inside him. Carl was lying across his hip and as his cock relaxed
it slipped out of Ryan's ever so tight hole and hung there connected by a
yellow/pearly string of cum and ass juice. Carl's cock shone in the faint
light coated in the rich mixture and when he regained his equilibrium he
moved up to Ryan's head and put his cock against his lips. Ryan lay there
breathing deeply inhaling the funky aromatic aroma of his ass and Carl's
juicy cum and he tentatively tasted the knob resting on his lips. The
flavour he found wasn't un pleasant, a little tart in taste but palatable
and he sucked the cock in till Carl's pubic mound was hard against his
lips, his tongue laved and tickled the knob and then he began sucking and
bobbing up and down on the smooth shaft.

 Ryan felt the soft smooth tube begin to pulse and lengthen as Carl became
excited and the slim prick was soon rigid again. Ted watching the boys got
off the bed and moved behind Carl he spread the muscular cheeks and began
licking him as he had done to Ryan. Carl was in erotic bliss as the two
boys enjoyed his body then Don placed his boner into Carl's already open
mouth and Carl became a mass of stimulated nerves his whole body ablaze
with sexual energy as he was being played like a fine instrument. It took
no time at all for him to cum into Ryan's mouth and as he erupted he in
turn stimulated Ted who began filling him and causing him to suck harder on
Don's imposing penis and he was soon drinking from Don's mother load.

The boys all fell about on the bunk satiated and exhausted and as soon as
they could stand they staggered off to their own bunks and fell into a deep
sleep. The Siren's Song cruised on through the night unperturbed by the
erotic happenings occurring deep in her hull. Her gentle swooping movements
over the calm seas rocked the exhausted boys as they lay in their solitary
bunks sleeping deeply and dreaming sexual thoughts and fantasies. The boys
slept soundly dreaming of the fun they had partaken in before they dropped
off sleep, they lay there smiles touching their young sweet lips as their
cocks erected and pulsed on their stomachs.


End Part 1, to be continued.






































    The Training Ship Part 2 justjames17

  



All was quiet except for the sounds emanating from the graceful old ship's
hull, as she slipped through the water, then footsteps disturbed the peace
of the cabin, as one of the older boys named Conrad, a 19 year old member
of the permanent crew, walked into the cabin full of sleeping young
lads. He stood just inside the cabin surveying the bunks obviously
searching for a certain boy and as his eyes located the bright red hair of
a lad sleeping on a top bunk he moved quietly across the deck till he was
standing next to the boy's bunk. The boy, a 12 year old named Chris, was
lying there on the bunk his blanket had slipped off his slim body and was
lying behind him and his young tanned body was fully exposed to the eager
eyes of the young man. The boy's briefs were filled to capacity as his
young 4inch penis struggled to escape from it's covering, as he dreamed
erotically in his sleep.

Conrad peered closely at the cute display and he bent forward to kiss the
small mound of the boy's swollen little knob, Chris sighed and pushed his
cock forward against Conrad's lips and he opened his mouth wider to allow
all the cotton shrouded bulge entry to his warm mouth. Chris groaned in his
sleep as he felt the wet warmth on his straining cock, then moaned again as
Conrad began to suck and lick his pulsing prick. The boy was thrusting into
the mouth, as he awoke he realized it wasn't a dream he was having and he
opened his eyes to see Conrad, his cock inside his mouth, he shuddered in
excitement and pushed harder into the incredible orifice that was causing
him such sensational joy. Conrad knew the boy was now fully awake and
enjoying the experience of him eating his hard young prick, he began to
caress the boy's naked torso. Conrad was feeling his flat abdomen with it's
just beginning six pack, the cute little out poking navel, this caused even
more enjoyment as Chris began to writhe around on the bunk.

The sound of Chris groaning and writhing about in the top bunk caused
Gerry, 13 years old, in the bunk below to awaken and he opened his eyes to
the sight of Conrad's shorts tented out by his big fat pole. Gerry was
fascinated as he hadn't ever seen an older guy's cock before and he watched
it jerking and pulsating in the guy's shorts. He mumbled still half asleep,
"What's going on up there are you sick Chris?"  Conrad jumped in shock as
he heard the boy below speak, he reassured Gerry that Chris was fine and
just having some fun.

Gerry leant out of his bunk and looked upwards to see Chris being sucked
off by the stud Conrad, he could see Chris humping his hips and saw the
mound of the jocks pushing into the guy's mouth. He was astounded at the
erotic sight and his budding hormones burst into action instantly as his
penis leapt erect, he began to play with his iron hard little pecker and he
couldn't resist reaching out his hand to feel the huge bulge in Conrad's
shorts. Conrad felt the unexpected hand grasp his cock and his groans
joined Chris's in a duet, Gerry began to squeeze the big boner in his small
hand and he could see in the dim light that the shorts were getting damp
where the big bloated knob was pulsing.

Gerry began to wank his pud as he slowly stroked Conrad through his shorts,
then the overly excited Conrad, his mouth full of Chris's dick and having
his excited cock pulled by Gerry was in absolute heaven. His knees were
trembling and suddenly he felt his shorts being pulled down and his 7inch
pole was suddenly free and pulsing in the air. Gerry was fascinated to see
the huge cock in front of him, he was amazed to see the dark bush of hair
nestled at the base of the heavy pole. He leant over and sniffed the aroma
of Conrad's groin then he licked the cum moistened knob of the thick
cock. The taste wasn't repugnant and he tasted the whole spongy shining
helmet, licking his way around the heavy ridge of the glans, still
fascinated he slowly worked on ingesting more and more of the hot pulsing
shaft. His small mouth was stretched to it's fullest as he sucked in about
half of the heavily veined dick, his tongue was teasing the knob and slit
as he began to push up and down on Conrad's penis.

He heard Chris moan loudly as the bunk squeaked and he heard Conrad
swallowing and sucking harder, as this occurred he felt Conrad swelling
bigger in his gob, then the big fat cock pulsed harder and Gerry thought
Conrad was pissing into his mouth.  He attempted to pull back but Conrad
had placed a hand behind his head and was trying to sink his ejaculating
prick harder and further into his stretched mouth, trying to force the
massive meat down his small throat. Gerry was gagging trying to pull off
the fat spurting meat but Conrad was too far into his climax to notice the
boy's discomfort.