Date: Fri, 19 May 2006 08:17:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: rickie chun <rickietop@yahoo.com>
Subject: Cabin Boy - Cory - Chapter 12

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Cabin Boy -- Cory -- Chapter 12

When I woke the next morning I knew something was wrong, very wrong.
First off the captain was not up against me and the ship felt that it was
moving very fast. The more I woke up and felt around, the bed next to me
was cold, meaning that he must have left the bed hour's ago. I knew he
had a bad night because I remembered that he was tossing and turning all
night long.

As I lay there getting the sleep from my eyes and trying to wake up, I
had my usual morning woody. I slowly stroked myself thinking about last
night, my first blowjob. Damn that felt so good I could hardly wait to
find Jake again this morning so he could take care of me once again.

When I began to get up and swing my legs over the bed the pain that came
from my butt reminded me of the hard fuck the Captain gave me last night.
Sure it hurt and now was hurting even more but I still liked having him
fucking my butt. I didn't know what I liked more, our long slow almost
love making or the fast hard fuck like last night. Guess I just like
having sex, any type of sex.

When I got up on the deck I saw a beehive of activity, most of the crew
were busy at work and all the sails where stretched out, filled with
wind. No wonder I felt the ship moving so fast. On our trip over we only
had the sails fully open once but I did hear that usually on the way home
with a cargo hold full of slaves the captain tried to get home as quickly
as possible, not wanting to damage the precious cargo.

I saw the captain on the bridge and walked over asking him if everything
was all right. He said "yes" but I could tell that something was
bothering him. He told me that he decided that we needed to start making
up some time and that hence forth we were going to be sailing at full
mast. He was going to have a meeting with the officers and crew after he
got things underway.  He asked me if I had a chance to talk with Jake,
making it clear he wanted me to take care of that first thing this
morning. I told him that I had just gotten up and had not seen Jake but I
would go looking for him now and take care of things with him.

I found Jake leaving Mr. Smith's room, rubbing the sleep out of his
eyes, which looked like they had a long night. Knowing how Mr. Smith was
acting when he first saw Jake naked, I'm sure he fucked him many times
last night. Jake was even acting a little sore this morning and he kept
rubbing his butt. I don't know if that was from Mr. Smith or from the
fucking that Mr. London gave him earlier.

We went into my room that the captain had given me. I don't know why,
since I didn't spend any time in there and had no plans to sleep
anywhere else but the captain's bed. I started telling Jake how he
better shape up and to watch his mouth. He needed to shut his mouth and
show respect to every officer aboard this ship or the captain will throw
him overboard.

As I was talking to him I felt my cock begin to get hard thinking about
last night, so I thought what the hell, I'm an officer and if I want a
blow job from Jake then he was going to give me one, now. I started to
unbuckle my pants and told Jake to get down to servicing me, that's when
he started to give me some lip. Knowing that I couldn't let him get away
with that I just slapped him and pushed him down to his knees. I looked
up and saw Mr. Smith watching us from the doorway. Jake couldn't see him
because his back was to the door but Mr. Smith held a finger up to his
lips telling me to keep silent about him listening in on us.

I started to hit Jake in the face with my hard cock telling him to open
his mouth and suck. He started going into a rampage about not having to,
that Mr. Smith would make sure that he was protected and he didn't have
to suck off me or any of the other bastards aboard this fucking ship.
After last night he felt that Mr. Smith would do anything that he wanted.

Just as he had started his rampage Mr. Smith had returned to my room with
a riding crop. When he heard Jake talking to me like that he just lost it
and started to beat Jake with the crop. Jake tried to cover himself the
best he could but Mr. Smith was relentless with the beating. Jake was
screaming in pain as the crop made contact with his bare skin and was
raising red welts where ever it touch.

Jake was trying to tell Mr. Smith to stop and that even made him angrier
with Mr. Smith telling Jake that he had no right to tell him or anyone
else aboard this ship what to do. From now on he was to do exactly what
anyone said for him to do without a question or comment. By now some of
the welts had begun to bleed from being hit a number of times and finally
Mr. Smith stopped.

Jake crawled over to him begging and crying, promising to be good as the
tears poured from his eyes. Mr. Smith lifted him up by the chin and
looked him into his eyes saying to him one more time that this was his
last chance before he went over board. He said now if I remember right
Mr. Jackson wanted something from you so you better get over by him and
take care of his needs.


Jake began to crawl over to me. As Mr. Smith left the room, he hit Jake
one more time on his ass telling him that he better be good. Jake had
jumped a little from the hit and now was kneeling before me.

He took my throbbing cock in his had and started to lick the very tip.
Mr. Smith last night must have taught him a thing or two about sucking a
nice hard cock because today I noticed and felt he was doing a much
better job. He seemed more into his work, maybe even enjoying it. I know
I was.

As Jake was licking the very tip of my hard cock I was trying to force
more and more of my cock into his mouth. I was horny when I woke like
most mornings and now from watching the beating he got I was that much
hornier. Oh did it feel good as Jake finally let me start to fuck his
mouth. I was driving my hard cock in and out of his warm mouth as he used
his tongue and tried to lick my cock. His hand was busy playing with my
large balls and rubbing the area between my nuts and boy hole. I felt his
finger begin to play around my boy hole and knew that I would be loosing
it very soon.

Sure enough, the minute his little finger found the opening to my boy
hole he was rewarded with a mouthful of my hot boy cream. I held his head
still as my cock spit out my boy juice filling his mouth. I let up on
holding his head and he pulled off to catch his breath as my cock shot
out another load onto his face. This time, not like last night, he was
swallowing my load and enjoying it, even wiping the juice running down
his face with his hand and then licked his hand clean of my cum.

I put my soft cock back into my pants and rubbed his head "Thank you
Jake. Next time, let's not have it come to you getting a beating. You
really did need to start to listen and stop opening your mouth."

 I left the room with him lying on the floor crying softly. I didn't
really feel bad for him, after all, he had brought this on himself.

After that it seemed that things really changed on board the ship.   No
longer did it seem to be a relax climate but everyone was always on edge.
The captain had decided that he wanted to make time so we were going to
be sailing full mast 24 hours a day. He split the three of us officers,
Mr. London would have watch between 4am and noon, I would take watch noon
till 8 at night then Mr. Smith would take over till morning. The captain
would split his time between the three of us but ended up spending most
of his time with me.

I think I did all right and learned even more about running the ship on
my watch. The captain wouldn't interferer with my decision unless he
thought I was making a large mistake. He did let me make small ones on my
own and then later would explain to me where I had gone wrong. In my
opinion he was the prefect teacher and even though our sex life had
cooled a little, we still usually slept the night together and had sex at
least once a day.

Even though I missed having as much sex with him and sucking out his man
juices that didn't stop me from getting Jake to take care of me at least
once a day, usually it was twice or more. He had really changed in the
week or so we had been at sea sailing to pick up our first load of
slaves.

Mr. Smith had told me that we were planning on taking about 420 slaves,
300 males, 200 females, 4 each for the captain, Mr. London, Mr. Smith,
the cook, 2 for me and 2 extra for shark bait. Didn't know what he meant
by that, but I was sure that in time would I find out.

As we approached the first slave trading port, I was getting all excited.
I climbed up into the crow's nest so I could get a good look with the
spyglass. I was amazed at the number of people in the compound and they
all appeared to be moving about. It appeared that the white traders were
moving people out of the compound and into the woods. They were carrying
them out on makeshift gurneys.

I thought that this was rather strange and knew that maybe I should say
something to the captain. This just didn't seem right to me so I climbed
down and handed him the spyglass telling him what I had seen.  After he
looked for a couple of seconds he handed the glass to Mr. Smith and
ordered the crew to once move rig the sails and to turn the ship away
from the shore.

"Son of a bitch!" he said, "Those bastards look like they have a
sickness in camp and are trying to cover it up. No fuck'n way are we
going ashore. Turn this ship around and let's get out of here."

I was disappointed needless to say; I so much wanted to see my first
slave compound but I fully understood why we couldn't go ashore. The
captain thanked me, as did Mr. London and Mr. Smith. It took us a couple
more days before we reached the next slave traders compound. This one was
much larger and from what we could see had many more slaves whom were in
better shape.

When they spotted our ship a small rowboat was launched to greet us into
their compound. It appeared the captain and the trader were old friends
from what I could see; they at least greeted each other that way. After a
few minutes of them talking, plans were made for us to come ashore and
inspect his merchandise. I've never seen so many naked people in my
life. All the men were completely naked with their cocks and balls just
hanging there as they walked about lining up for our inspection.

The women were also almost completely naked except for a small patch of
cloth covering the spot between their legs.  I never have seen so many
tits in my life, small ones to large ones that hung down all floppy like.
Didn't like those at all, but some of the younger women had some nice
looking tits, large ones that kind of just stood up in the air not
hanging at all.

We walked down the line inspecting them all.  The captain would point out
to some meaning he wanted to take a closer look at them later. I noticed
that for the most part he was after the younger ones that appeared to me
had the larger cocks and the most muscles. They all appeared to be in
their mid to late teens, maybe some were in their early twenties. As we
walked down the row the captain and the owner were joking and laughing
especially when it came to the women.

With a few of the really good looking ones the owner would draw back the
patch of cloth and stick his finger in the girl telling the captain how
tight a hole this one or that one had.  Once the first inspection was
done I saw Mr. Smith and Matt walked over to where the ones that were
picked for a second inspection. Now I knew why Matt was with us, he could
speak their native tongue.

He had them line up in front of Mr. Smith who looked into their mouths,
behind their ears, pulled their skin away from their cocks and made them
bend over to expose their holes for him to inspect. With some of the
younger well-hung guys he toyed with their cocks with his riding crop

. Mr. Smith seemed to be getting some sort of enjoyment out of getting
these boys erect in front of their tribe mates. You could tell that they
were embarrassed to have their hard cocks pointing out in the open, but
Mr. Smith seemed to be getting enjoyment out of seeing their large cocks
and these young boys.

There was one in particular that he was giving all kinds of pleasure
seeing him hard and getting all excited. The boy must have been around my
age yet his cock was huge. Mr. Smith just kept moving his crop back and
forth on this guys cock and you could tell he was enjoying the feeling of
the crop on his cock. His cock started to drip some clear fluid from its
head before Mr. Smith stopped and marked in his book I believe that this
was going to be a keeper.

The captain ended up buying around 100 slaves and they began to put them
aboard the ship. With the little rowboats making many trips back and
forth between the ship and the compound, it took the better part of the
day. That evening the owner had the entire crew or at least those that
were not needed to a dinner party and then afterwards the men were free
to fuck any of the women they wanted. I thought about it but told the
captain that I would stay aboard the ship so some other crewmember could
take my place.

Early the next morning we left for the next compound.  The captain was
told that a sister compound of the guys we just left had many slaves that
he knew we would be interested in. Maybe they even had enough to fill our
complete needs. Hearing this the captain decided to pass a few of the
other compounds hoping that our needs could be fill in just one more stop
and then home.

It took us about 4 days to reach the compound that the other slavers told
us and sure enough the place was huge. This compound even had a dock that
would allow the ship to come in and tie up. Turned out the captain knew
this owner also. They ran things a little different seeing the captain
had some special requirements. Instead of lining up all that he had for
sale he had his men just get the younger slaves for us to inspect. Once
more we walked down a line of slaves picking out the ones that needed
further examination.

The problem was just about ever one was worth taking a further look at so
Mr. Smith had a huge job in front of him. Seemed that he was the final
word on whether the captain was going to buy the slave or not. This time
he didn't have time to play with some of the guys but I did notice in a
few cases he spent a little more time with them and a few even got hard.

It took Mr. Smith 2 days to completely inspect the slaves and when he was
done we had all that we needed or wanted to take back home. On our last
night at dinner the owner said that seeing we bought over 300 slaves he
was going to make a gift to us of three special slaves he had. Telling
his men to bring them in walked the most beautiful woman I ever saw.

She was young; around 17 or 18 would be my guess. She had large breasts
that stood out from her body with not a blemish on her. She was the
daughter of a chief we were told and that she also was a virgin. When the
captain got up to take a closer look at her the look she gave him was one
of complete disgust.  Unlike most of the other slaves, she held her head
high and looked the captain right in his eyes.

When the captain reached down between her legs to feel her privates she
would have attacked him except for the two men holding her. I had a very
uneasy feeling about this one and for some reason I think the owner was
just trying to get a problem off his hands, yet needed to make some sort
of gift to the captain seeing how many slaves he bought. This would solve
a couple of problems for him.

The next two were young boys, around 8 or 9 years old. Their heads were
completely shaven and their tiny cocks reminded me of Jake. The owner
told us that they were slaves and were personal assistants to the
chief's daughter. He also said that they were trained in giving men
pleasure.

The captain thanked the owner for his kind gifts and was only too happy
to accept them over the objections of both Mr. London and Mr. Smith. They
must have had the same feeling that I did but I kept my mouth shut. We
left the next day with a cargo hold filled with bodies. We had taken on
423 slaves including the three that were given to the captain.

After a day at sea all the slaves were brought to the main deck. Guns
were issued to all crewmembers including myself just in case. Once on
deck the captain started a little speech for the slaves, Matt was
translating the captain's word into a language they could understand.
Basically he told them that he now owned them and that they could have a
good life in America.  Every day, they would be allowed to come up on the
deck for some fresh air and to move about unless they caused any trouble.
He pointed to the sea and told them that any trouble and they would be
tossed overboard to feed the sharks.

That evening the captain had the women slave that he was given brought to
his quarters. She was put into the sling that I had used the first time
they took me. Only she was tied up with her legs spread exposing her
women-hood. I was standing in the background and watched as the captain
started to circle her. He was taking off of clothes as he played with
those large breasts. Every so often he would run his hand down between
her legs. She was struggling to get away from his advances but couldn't.

When the captain dropped his pants I saw that his cock was very hard,
wanting to penetrate the slave. She also saw it and started to shake her
head saying no. The captain was grabbing her breast rather hard and
placed his hard cock up to her mouth. She turned her head away from his
cock but that only made him laugh was he moved her head back over to his
cock.

He was trying to force her mouth open around his cock but she wasn't
going to cooperate with him at all.  So he just moved between her legs,
he put some grease on his hard cock and then applied a generous amount
between her legs. She was struggling and fighting him every step of the
way but that didn't stop him from lining his hard cock with her hole.

She was tied pretty securely with her legs having no place to go once
they had been spread apart. I saw the captain shove his hard cock into
her in one swift motion. She screamed out in pain and surprised as he
started to fuck her hard. He was holding on to her breast as his cock
penetrated her insides. His hips were thrust hard forcing his cock to go
in and out of her but from the look on his face and hers neither one
seemed to be enjoying it.

Soon his body stopped thrusting and I knew he was unloading his sperm
deep within her. He grunted a few times as his cock let loose with his
man juice and they were not cries of pleasure that I knew I gave him. He
thrust a few more times before pulling his softening cum covered cock out
of her. He turned and looked at me asked, "Well you want a little piece
of her?"

"YES" I yelled as I peel off my clothes, I never fucked before and sure
wanted to. I was not about to let this opportunity pass me by. I was out
of my clothes in no time with my hard cock pointed at my face. As I
walked over to her I felt my cock twitching wanting to get into her.
From the look on her face I think she was rather surprised at the size of
my cock or that she was going to get fucked again only this time by me.

I wasted no time in applying grease to my cock much like the captain had
done to his. I lined up my cock with her hole and began to push my hard
cock into her. About half way in I had to stop otherwise I was going to
be shooting my load already.  The captain saw me stop and told me "No
boy, fuck her hard, she's not your wife! Just fuck her."

"Sorry captain sir I have to stop or it's all going to be over with."

"Is she your first, woman Cory?'

"Yes sir, and I'm loving it so far."

My cock had calmed down a little and I started to thrust my cock into her
hole. Damn the feeling was unbelievable, not at all like Jakes mouth but
hot and warm all over. I felt that I wasn't going to last very long and
sure enough after just a few thrusts I couldn't hold back any more. My
hard cock started to erupt deep within her. Damn that felt good as I let
out cries of pleasure. My cock was still pumping in and out of her when I
had stopped shooting.

My cock hadn't gone soft much like the first time with Jake and I just
kept thrusting into her body. Now I was playing with those large breasts.
I wondered if it would be ok for me to take them into my mouth. I leaned
over her and brought my mouth close to her left tit. She saw my mouth
approach her tit and she started to try and move away from my mouth. I
just grabbed her tit with my hand and brought my mouth down.

The captain must have seen me sucking her tit and said "Bite the nipple,
some women like that Cory. Bite it hard."

I was kind of enjoying biting her large nipple but I don't think she was
from her actions or I should say her reactions. She still was struggling
to get away from me but was unable to. Her hole was no longer as tight as
it was to begin with maybe from the captain juice and my first load I
wasn't sure. But it appeared that she was beginning to enjoy having my
cock pumping into her. I could almost feel her body pressing back into
mine as my cock drove as deep as possible into her.

This time I lasted a lot longer and was getting all kinds of pleasure
from having her body wrapped completely around my cock.  The whole time I
was wondering what it would be like having Jackson under me as I fucked
his body. Would he be reacting like her with at first struggling to get
away them almost laying back and enjoying the feeling of my hard cock in
him?

I felt my cock harden even more and the feeling in my balls that my time
was near I thrust faster and soon my juice once more began spitting from
my cock deep in her. This time she was trying not to moan but I'm sure I
heard a few of them escape from her lips.  I held her tits as my cock was
shooting load after load of my boy seed.

I pulled out of her and fell back exhausted from the fucking I gave her.
Now I knew why the captain acted like he did after fucking me. I was
drained and just wanted to layback and chill out, catching my breath. The
captain looked at me as I sat on the bed with my legs spread apart and my
soft cock hanging between them.

"Should I cut her down or you want to go again?"

"Cut her sir, I don't think I could even though I want too."

I watched the naked captain pull his knife from his pants lying next to
his pants on the floor. He was walking around her cutting the leather
straps that held her in place. As he cut them she began to rub the sore
spots from the leather holding her in place. He threw the knife on the
table making the point stick into the wooden table top, and walked over
to the window with his back facing us.  I wondered what he was thinking
about?

 Once her legs were set free she brought them down and closed them,
almost trying to hide her hole from our view. I did see enough to know
that my juice was flowing from her hole; I was kind of surprised how much
I must have shot in her. I shut my eyes to reflect back on my first women
and knew that I was just like the captain in that I was going to be
enjoying fucking for a long time to come.

When I opened my eyes I saw that the slave was walking over to the
captain with the knife in her hand. Without thinking I yelled out to the
captain and moved as fast as I could to get her. Things move so fast at
this point I don't know exactly what happened except that she turned
towards me and slashed out with the knife cutting my stomach.

I jumped backwards to avoid her second swipe and must have hit something
on the floor. My legs came out from under me and the back of my head hit
the tabletop. As I was passing out I was thinking that I was dying.

To be continued??

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