Date: Tue, 27 Jan 2004 21:21:27 +1100 From: james robinson Subject: The Training Ship, Part 16 This story is a fantasy and bears no resemblance to anything in my life; it is a figment of my imagination. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead is purely coincidental. The story contains sex between man/man and man/boy, if you don't like this type of material don't read it. Please send your comments or suggestions to justjames17@hotmail.com, all emails answered but flames extinguished on receipt. The Training Ship, Part 16. justjames17. We left the story where Andrew and Geoff were returning to the Siren's Song after celebrating Geoff's 20th Birthday, both young men slightly the worse for wear as they had imbibed a little too much alcohol and were more than slightly drunk. They were passing the shed on the wharf when they thought they heard a cry for help, they moved into the dark shed to see if they could assist whoever was in trouble. Their going ashore uniform being white was easily seen in the blackness of the building, figures moved behind them unseen in the darkness. Geoff was tall about 6'1" with ginger/blonde hair, slimly built and had piercing blue eyes, Andrew on the other hand was shorter 5'10" jet black hair, a stockier build with swarthy a complexion and a goatee beard, his dark brown almost black eyes gave him a Latino appearance and showed his gypsy ancestry. Both men were inseparable friends and one rarely saw one without the other nearby, they had had a very enjoyable evening, in a hotel near the wharf. The evening passed smoothly except for a slight altercation with a couple of locals who spilt beer all over Geoff while he was standing at the bar awaiting service. The local lads had passed a few unsavoury comments about the Geoff's clothing saying, " Oh you poor little fairy sailor boy, did we wet your pretty white jeans? Don't worry your queer boyfriend can suck the grog off you later." Geoff had ignored their taunts and as he picked up the drinks and turned he was tripped by one of the hoons and he spilt all their drinks on the floor as he fell heavily. Andrew hurried across to help his friend up, as the local toughs laughed and walked away to join their other two offsiders at a table. The four louts laughed uproariously as Geoff rose from the floor saturated with beer and dirt from the carpet staining his white clothing. Andrew dried him off with a bar towel and then purchased two more beers taking them back to their table and giving Geoff one saying, " Don't worry about those fuckwits they aren't worth worrying about. Just forget them and drink your beer we're here to enjoy ourselves and celebrate your birthday mate." Geoff replied, " Too right Andy, lets just have a ball, who needs clowns like those losers." They drank their beer slowly and saw the local hoods get up casting many glances across the bar at them as they left the hotel and disappeared into the night. Geoff and Andrew continued drinking for another hour then realising they were getting tipsy they decided to return to the ship and get some sleep. They stood up and walked to the door, stepped outside into the cool night air to feel their brains spinning as their alcohol level kicked in making them feel decidedly drunk. They crossed the roadway to stagger up the wharf towards the ship, this is where they heard what they thought was the cry for help. The shed was very dark and the odours of cargoes long past hovered in the salt air as the boys shuffled around peering into the blackness, they called out to the person they thought was needing help, " Hello where are you? Do you need help?" There was no reply and suddenly there was a commotion behind them and a loud crack as Andrew was struck from behind by a bottle, the glass shattering from the force of the blow as he collapsed to the filthy shed floor unconscious. Geoff began to turn as his drink slowed reflexes kicked in but before he could complete the movement he was grabbed, both arms twisted as they were pulled painfully behind him. He cried out in pain as his shoulders began to stretch unnaturally and he was forced to bend over by the force and fear of dislocating his shoulders. He heard a voice say, " Well now pretty little sailor boy how about we teach you about real manly sex? I think you need a big man sized cock up your pretty boy fucked ass." Geoff grunted in pain as his arms were twisted further and he felt hands caressing his ass cheeks through the tight white denim, the rough hands were feeling him up and trying to push through the stretched material to feel his deep cleft. The tight denim resisted the intrusion causing the guy to swear loudly, " You fucking little whore I'm going to get at your tight fuck hole." Geoff felt the hands reach around his waist and fumble with his belt buckle then felt the release as his buckle opened and stopped cutting into his belly as he bent over. The hands reached up and popped the press stud holding the top of his flies closed allowing the zipper to be accessed as the hands opened his flies then grasped the jeans and tore them down over his tightly clenched ass. Geoff was quaking in fear and whimpering as the hands began to stroke his cock and ass cheeks, the voice said, " MMM you are, as I expected, nice and smooth like the sheila you are. Your ass is so nice and firm I can't wait to spread you wide open and sink my hard fuck pole deep inside your girlie tight body." Geoff frantically tried to wriggle free but the action only caused him more pain as his shoulders bent even more out of shape so he stopped and surrendered to whatever fate was his. There was a metallic sound, a click, and Geoff felt the coldness of a knife blade against his skin as the guy lifted the waistband of his Calvin's and began to cut through the elastic. The waistband parted then he felt the blade slide easily through the cotton of the briefs slicing them open and baring his tightly clenched ass cheeks. The guy slapped his white buns and said, " Spread your legs queer boy or I'll cut you badly." Geoff resisted and then he felt the cold blade touch his bum he whimpered and opened his legs, the guy's hand pressed into the crack roughly and a finger located and pushed roughly into his small brown crater. Geoff cried out sharply as the finger burst through his protecting ring and entered his secret place, the thug laughed uproariously as he felt Geoff quiver and struggle to escape the invasion. He sawed the rough dry digit in and out of the tortured brown ring, Geoff was crying uncontrolled, as the pain of penetration coursed through his tensed body. The guy kept the penetration going till he loosened the tight ring and he worked a second finger into the lad. Geoff screamed out loudly and a hand was wrapped around his face to muffle the sounds in case the ship's watch heard the screams. The hood now felt that the tight little chute was opened enough for him to force his penis inside Geoff's body, he pulled the tight ring open by spreading his fingers then he thrust into the hot ass. The pain of the penetration caused Geoff to bite the hand covering his mouth and the guy pulled away swearing at him, this allowed him to scream at the top of his lungs, " HELP, SIREN"S SONG HELP." The hood slammed his fist into Geoff's mouth as he shouted, Geoff felt his teeth snap as the fist smashed into his wide-open mouth, the pain of bared nerves was excruciating as he blacked out. The hoods now had an unconscious victim on their hands so they began to do what they liked to the drooping lad. The guy fucking him went ape droppings, as he ravished the tight sweet ass while another sucked on the flaccid cock trying to arouse it. Blood dripped from Geoff's mangled mouth and cut lips as he was fucked, the blood dripped onto the guy kneeling in front of him as he sucked the flaccid dick. Another bloke was twisting Geoff's nipples nearly tearing them from his chest while he love bit the lad's neck causing huge bruises to appear. Their sadistic enjoyment was interrupted, the darkness was shattered by a bright light; their widely opened pupils blinded by the light, the figures froze in the glare uncertain what was happening. This allowed the crew of the Siren's Song to absorb the scene, Andrew lying on the floor unconscious his head haloed by a pool of blood and Geoff held up by two guys while one fucked his white ass and another sucked him off while covered in their victim's blood. The six crewmembers leaped through the entrance swinging belaying pins in their hands and set to driving the thugs to the rough planking of the shed. The officer of the watch had rung the police on the ship to shore phone advising them of some trouble on the wharf, after he had sent half a dozen crew ashore to see what was going on. The thugs were beaten into submission as the sound of a siren keened through the night air. The sound approached closer and the racket of a car thumping over the wooden timbers of the pier, as the red and blue flashing lights lit up the shed when the divisional van pulled up outside the shed. The van doors banged shut as the police hurried into the shed and surveyed the scene in front of them. The boatswain turned to the police and requested an ambulance be summoned to take Andrew and Geoff to hospital, the police obliged and then began to lift the semiconscious, battered and bleeding thugs off the floor and throw them into the back of the van. They asked for details of what had occurred and the crewmembers told them all they knew and the officers thanked them and said, " We will need to interview the victims after they regain consciousness in hospital." The wailing of an ambulance split the quiet night and it raced up the wharf to stop behind the police van, the paramedics climbed out and checked the unconscious lads then placed them onto two gurneys and wheeled them into the back of the ambulance. They clamped the gurneys to the floor and closed the doors and reversed quickly down the wharf to the street turned and sped off into the night their flashing lights disappearing into the distance. The police departed with their prisoners and the wharf settled back into the darkness, as the crewmembers made their way back to the sleeping ship. The young men talking in subdued tones about the disaster they had found in the shed, and how they hoped all would be well with their friends in hospital, and how they wished the police had been a little slower in arriving so they could have dealt with the thugs properly. The rest of the night passed quietly except for the captain going ashore to the hospital to await the injured lads recovery. Dawn broke slowly behind the Opera House sails gilding the masts and spars, as the golden orb rose into the blue sky. The gulls awoke and began to squawk and quarrel when they awoke and began to search for their breakfast, their wings fluttering, as they searched the calm surface of the harbour looking for baitfish being monstered from below. The anchor watch were stretching and yawning in the early dawn light as they prepared for the end of their eventful night's watch, their clothing damp from the dawn's dew. They were hoping to hear how the two lads in hospital were progressing and they were looking forward to going below for their breakfast then turning in to get some much needed shut eye. Mr Wills appeared on deck with the watch change and the night duty lads went below to eat and rest. The captain had rung through to say that Geoff was conscious but in pain from his broken teeth and that his ravaged ass was painful, Andrew was causing more concern, as he was still unconscious and the doctors were worried, as he had a badly fractured skull. The captain advised Mr. Wills that both lads would be in hospital for some time and they wouldn't be rejoining the ship for the rest of the cruise as the Siren's Song was due to leave the next day. Our other adventurers ashore, Conrad, Mark, Chris and Gerry were still staying at John and Nick's mansion. Gerry was sleeping with Nick's grandfather who had rung his wife to say he was staying at his son's and would be home the next day. The old man had enjoyed the sex games with Gerry and wanted to sleep with the boy and enjoy his smooth young 13yearold's body for the night in a comfortable bed. Their game in the conservatory had been very enjoyable but his old bones would enjoy the comfort much more and he could love the youngster easier in a bed. They had enjoyed a hearty meal after their afternoon in the pool and after the dinner they trooped into a room that was set up like a mini cinema, rows of seats with moveable arm rests and a huge wall sized screen. The boys were amazed at the size and opulence of the mini theatre as they settled down in the plush velvet seats, their eyes drawn to the ceiling adorned with two huge crystal and gold chandeliers. The lights dimmed and the screen light up with the scene of a naked man sunning himself on a floating mattress in a swimming pool. The tranquillity was shattered as a huge spray of water cascaded over the man saturating him and a guffaw of laughter from off screen. The camera swung to show where the disturbed water surged about then a blonde head appeared and a gorgeous blonde boy about 16 broke the surface as he ascended from the depths. He was laughing happily at his prank and he swam across to the sodden man and lifted up to kiss him on the lips, the man rolled the mattress and fell into the water pulling the boy beneath the sparkling blue surface. The camera moved beneath the surface to follow the two lovers as they kissed passionately and sank towards the bottom of the pool. Gerry was sitting beside Frank the armrest raised so he could lie across the older man's lap as they kissed while watching the film; Frank's wrinkled sun spotted hand was fondling Gerry's erection, as the kissed. Gerry could feel the man's hard throbbing tool rubbing against his side and he glanced down to see the turgid pole standing proud beside him. Gerry reached down and encircled the hard but soft tube of muscle and began to stroke it gently, as Frank moaned into his open mouth. The film was playing in the background unheeded, as all the boys were occupied with one another, John or Nick. The sounds of soft lips kissing and flesh on flesh began to fill the room as the sound track of the film faded into the background; John had the remote control and turned the sound off. Frank had seen the film many times and he whispered into Gerry's ear, " Gerry my sweet one, would you like to go up to bed?" Gerry sighed in response and squeezed the erect cock in his hand, Frank stood up and lifted the boy effortlessly and left the theatrette carrying the boy upstairs and into one of the bedrooms closing the door behind them. He carried the boy across to the huge bed and deposited him in the middle of the mattress on the black silk sheet, Gerry wriggled his bare body on the cool slippery material and smiled joyfully saying, " Oh Frank this bed is unreal, the sheet is awesome against my hot body it feels so cool." Frank smiled at the wriggling boy watching his bone hard cock as it jiggled about from the contortions of the boy's wriggling body; he playfully grasped Gerry by the feet and slid him around on the satin material. Gerry giggled happily as the erotic sensations ran through him. Frank pulled the laughing boy to the edge of the bed and knelt between his smooth inner thighs, as he adored the erect rod standing up from Gerry's tiny pubic patch. The man bent down and ran his tongue up the shaft then circled the sensitive edge of the boy's crimson knob, Gerry moaned and raised his tight ass up off the satin cover. Frank pulled back as the rigid rod tried to penetrate his lips and continued to tongue the super sensitive helmet in front of him, Gerry moaned in frustration as his cock stayed out of the warm orifice he had tried to enter. Frank continued the game of torturing the boy and kept licking and tonguing the lad's cock and balls. Gerry was vibrating in frustration his tight little body rigid every muscle tensed as he kept arching up towards Frank's lips. The sight of the boy's cute flexed body was a real turn on for Frank, as he watched the muscles move about beneath the smooth tanned silky skin of the lad. Frank began to lick the lower abdomen where it swelled up gently from the tiny growth of hairs towards the sexy button of Gerry's cute navel, the boy was writhing about as the wet tongue tickled and slavered wetly up the firm smooth flesh. The flat little button nestled in the slight indentation beckoned to Frank as he slobbered over the stomach then he dove his tongue into the flat fleshy button causing the boy to double up as he giggled insanely clutching Frank's grey hair tightly in his hands. Gerry tried to lift Frank's head away from his sensitive navel, but the man burrowed harder into his body rasping his whiskery chin about on the smooth soft skin on the boy's lower abdomen and cock head. Gerry was screaming in frantic joy, as his body went into overdrive from the stimulation, his cock was hurting it was so incredibly aroused, as the whiskers tormented the super sensitive knob. His body was bucking and twisting about on the slippery satin as Frank strove to keep tonguing the navel, Gerry became more and more hysterical as he screamed for Frank to stop the torment then he whimpered as he lost control of his bladder and he began to urinate onto Frank's chin and his abdomen. Frank quickly wrapped his lips around the boy's hosing knob and began to drink the piss; he gulped down the salty tangy liquid and relished it because it was issuing from the body of the boy he loved. He had never even thought of doing such a thing in his long life but the taste of the boys urine was like champagne to the man, he gladly swallowed the yellowish flood till Gerry ceased evacuating his bladder and Frank sucked the last tasty drops from the boy's hard pulsing prick. Gerry lay there stunned at what had occurred, he was astounded and horrified that he had pissed on them both, even more astonishing was that Frank had drunk his piss, he had never heard of such a thing and it seemed to be a filthy thing to do. Gerry went limp in Frank's arms and the man stopped sucking on the boy as his cock deflated while he was sucking him. He raised his head and looked at Gerry, the boy looked upset and had his eyes closed, Frank asked, " Gerry my sweet boy what is wrong, have I upset you?" Gerry shook his head and didn't answer the man; Frank looked worried and again asked, " What is wrong with you my sexy lover boy?" Gerry lay there and a tear escaped his closed eyelids, it trickled down the smooth cheek as Frank kissed the sweet drop off his face Gerry shuddered and pulled away from the kiss. Frank was distraught as he realised what might have upset the innocent young lad and he said, " Gerry did my drinking your urine upset you?" Gerry nodded silently, as tears coursed down his velvety cheeks and replied, " I'm sorry I pissed on you Frank but how could you drink my piss isn't that a filthy thing to do?" Frank replied, " Gerry my love, your piss is a part of you it is only fluid draining from your body, there is nothing filthy about it, in fact it is quite clean and you tasted like a fine wine. People have drunk their urine when they have been lost at sea or in the desert there is nothing wrong with it." Gerry opened his eyes and smiled tentatively at the man saying, " Really Frank? I've always thought it was gross and full of germy stuff." Frank replied, " Gerry if it is issuing from a healthy person there is nothing wrong with it, yours certainly was the nectar of the Gods, I'd drink it anytime my sweet one." Gerry reached out his arms and pulled Frank down to kiss him sweetly on the lips sending his tongue inside the man's mouth to taste he lingering remnants of his urine. He tasted it and pulled back saying, " Yes it doesn't taste too bad, I wonder if yours is the same? Do you think I might like it, can you piss in my mouth just a little?" Frank looked into the boy's eyes and smiled, he asked, " Are you sure you want to try my piss Gerry? I can give you a taste if you're sure you want it. We will have to go into the toilet to do it because at my advanced years my bladder control isn't as good as yours. Your young prostate is much more efficient than my old tired one. " Gerry nodded and Frank stood up holding out his hand to Gerry to help him up, Gerry leapt from the bed and wrapped his arms around Frank's neck and his legs round the man's waist his stretched little ass was nestled against the man's erection. They moved to the bathroom and Gerry lowered to the floor as Frank raised the toilet seat and aimed his semi erect cock at the porcelain bowl. Gerry knelt on the tiled floor and watched as Frank concentrated on passing urine, there was a delay of a few seconds then a trickle spouted from the purple knob, Frank pinched the flow off and looked at Gerry nodding and saying, " Here you go, are you sure you want to do this?" Gerry nodded and moved closer opening his pink lips and slowly tonguing the tip of Frank's knob tasting the droplet clinging there, he tasted the strong salty flavour then sucked onto the swiftly swolling knob. Frank released his fingers and the flow restarted into Gerry's mouth and throat, the boy began to swallow as fast as he could but the flow was more than he could comfortably swallow. The yellow fluid ran from the corners of Gerry's mouth and dribbled into the toilet bowl, the boy was valiantly swallowing most of the warm piss and seemed to be enjoying the experience. Frank finished pissing and Gerry sucked the last dribbles from the man then pulled back gasping for breath, he pulled some toilet paper off the roll and wiped his lips and chin throwing the tissue into the bowl then hitting the flush button, as he stood up then hugged Frank tightly. Frank hugged him in return and asked, " Well Gerry was it unpleasant?" Gerry grinned and said, " Well it wasn't like drinking Coke but it was ok because it was your urine. I wouldn't want to try it with anyone else though." They left the bathroom, arm in arm, turning off the light and walked back into the bedroom throwing themselves onto the bed. They turned out the light and spooned together dropping off to sleep. We leave them in peace to sleep and we will see where the story takes us next chapter. Your comments and suggestions are eagerly sought.