Date: Wed, 13 Jun 2012 08:07:50 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Fighting Pirates. Part Ten.

  This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All comments, good
or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.

   Part Ten

     It was nearly three days later when to my joy, the Wasp was seen
coming into the harbour. I even had a couple of cannons fired in a salute
as she came slowly in and swung round as she dropped her anchor just over a
ship's length from us.

     I'd already had the jolly boat swung out and I was in it as the anchor
was let go and so I was the first to reach her as she settled into her
moored position. A rope ladder was dropped over the side and I quickly
scrambled up to find a very tired William on the poop deck.

     `Thank God you've come through safely William,' I said as I went over
and grasped his arms as he did the same to mine.

     `Praise be that you have too Jim. You're a sight for these sore eyes
of mine. I've been scouring the horizon every day looking for your ship.'
He didn't need to say any more for I could see that there was joy there
which I'm sure were mirrored in mine.

     `Any news of the Vespa?'

     `Nay, but I hope that Tombs will bring her in as I hoped that you
would,' I said, really giving his arm a squeeze to show how much I was
pleased at his arrival. He got the message for he squeezed mine
back. `We've been here five days now, keeping a watch for you, and
praying.'

     `Thank you Jim, now let's both pray that Captain Tombs isn't far
behind.'

     `You need rest William,' I said in a low voice. `I can see you're
tired. I was much the same. Let me take you below.' I shouted out to the
first mate to take over while I saw to the captain. I led William below and
got him into the cabin and undressed him and helped him into his bed and
told Dinky that the captain and I were not to be disturbed until he was
called for. Dinky fully understood what I was saying and when he left, I
locked the cabin door and quickly got undressed myself and got into bed
with the sleeping William and held him in my arms and fell asleep with him.

     I'm not sure how long we were asleep but the cabin was in darkness
when he woke up.

     `Just like old times,' he burbled as he came out of his stupor and
held me tight to him.

     `Yes William,' I said as I wriggled my bum up against his erect penis
that I could feel digging into my back. `Ease the pressure and have peace
of mind by using what I can feel. Put it where you've always liked to put
it. Midge sorted it out for me.'

     `I think you may be right in that Jim,' he said, kissing the back of
my neck which sent tingles all up and down my spine. I eased myself out of
his arms and gave his erect cock a stroke and rolled over onto my front. He
wasn't slow in covering my body with his and without even lifting me up as
usual, his thick big prick parted the cheeks of my bum and entered me. I
think this was the first time he'd ever taken me this way with me being in
the prone position. But his prick was big and long enough to enter me and
give us both the satisfaction of him being back inside my arse and for me
to have him being in there. He lay on top of me, his cock well and truly up
inside me now as I moved to accommodate him, and had the pleasure of him
fucking me once again and knowing that I was giving him pleasure in the
doing of me.

     Unusually for me it was I who moved for him to slide out of my back
channel and I then got out of bed and fetched the wet cloth and washed him
before getting back into bed with him. He kissed me quite violently and
then, for the second time in our, what, eight year relationship, moved down
the bed and took my own pulsating cock into his mouth and have him suck on
me. But more than that, even when I cried out that I was about to come, he
kept his mouth there and took my surging, spurting semen into his mouth and
kept his mouth there till I'd finished coming and then swallowed it and
licked my cock clean afterwards.

     God, did I love this man or not! My heart was swelling with love as he
came back up the bed and kissed me.

      `I didn't know you tasted that good Jim,' he said with a smile. I had
tears in my eyes as I kissed him back and hugged him tight.

     `You told me off once for crying, but that was for a love lost. These
tears now are of a man crying in the joy of finding a love that was thought
lost but isn't,' I said, my voice choked with emotion.

     `Then these tears I will accept,' he said and I saw that he too was
shedding a couple himself. We fiercely hugged each other in the knowledge
that we had both survived the storm and could, when possible, keep showing
our love for one another.

     We eventually got up and dressed and he was then again the captain of
his ship and we parted for him to do his job on his ship while I had mine
to do on the Hornet.

                                                            *

     We dined together every night, first on one ship and then on the other
as we waited, and waited for the Vespa to turn up. He was enthralled at our
besting of that pirate ship and even more so when I told him it was the
very same ship that had taken and kept me a prisoner for two years before I
escaped and met him in this very town.

     `Fate, Jim,' he said as he held me in his arms that night that I told
him. Us just having had a good session of him fucking me as he used to
do. `It has a way of moving things in a circle. You escaping from that ship
and coming to me, and then now meeting it again and destroying it and
coming back to me again. It's a circle and both of our lives are bound in
this merry-go-round.'

     `And I'm happy to have you along for the ride that you give me,' I
said with a chuckle.

     `You're a hussy and I love you for it,' and promptly rolled me over
and fucked me again to prove it that he both loved me and the fact that I
was a hussy.

     Some of you might say that all I was, was a whore. So what!  The only
difference was I had sex with this man because I loved him and not for
money. To the pirates when I was a boy, I was just a thing with a hole at
the back that they could stick their dicks into and fuck. With William, he
took me in love and there's a fucking big difference between the two. I had
come to love having a prick up my backside, to feel it throbbing and
pulsating. The smooth gliding sensation as it moved in my back passage,
somewhat similar to having a crap in reverse but better, for it kept
moving. Moving and caressing my inner passage, soothing and yet exciting me
when the tip of his cock touched certain parts that sent sparks up through
the whole of my body. Igniting a fire that only the spilling of his seed
within me could quell. Not forgetting to have those strong hands holding my
hips in a firm grip, feeling the bump of his thighs against the cheeks of
my bum. The stroking of my sides and waist in the process of him moving his
shaft within me. Those little touches enhanced the coupling and the grande
finale when you're held tight, our bodies clamped together as his pelvic
bones ground up against mine and to hear him pant and gasp for breath as he
tensed and all that moved were his hips. Bucking up and almost lifting me
off the bed as he began to send his sperm into me. To feel that cock swell
that little bit more and suddenly feel it hit the insides and beg for more
and feel the rest hit you again and again, calming down that fire within
and then to have his weight bear down on my back was pure heaven for me. To
know that you have pleased your love by giving him your body. To feel his
sweat, and sometimes a tear drop onto your back before you are borne down
onto the bed and have his full weight on you and yet still have that
throbbing organ inside.

     That is love in the male sense, and that is how I loved being loved.

                                                            *

      We stayed in Funchal for two weeks, hoping that each day we would see
the Vespa come limping into the harbour. But we gave up hope after that
amount of time though we did leave a message that if he ever did turn up,
he would then have to follow us. Minor repairs had to be made to Wasp but
that didn't take long and we replenished our stores and took on some more
livestock. Chickens and ducks that our Cook, like Cookie of the Wasp, he
made good use of them with his rice dishes and was almost as good as what
I'd eaten before.

     William too had lost some men in the storm and the prisoners I had
released from the pirates were only too willing to sign on to our ships
rather than being left in Funchal. I also brought up the subject of the
pirates that I still had chained up down in the hold of my ship. William
wanted to hang them but I talked him out of it by explaining that my
brother ran a sugar plantation in Jamaica and he used slaves for the
cutting of the cane. I thought it would be a good idea for us to stop off
there and sell him the pirates. Let them have a taste of what they had been
doing to other sailors. He agreed to this and so that was to be our
destination when we finally upped anchor and left Funchal.

     While we had been moored in the Pool of London, I'd had our ship's
carpenter fix me up a canvas tub like the Vespa had. So now with the
weather rather clement, we had this rigged up and a pump similar to that
used for pumping out the bilges, was used to fill it with sea water. It
only took one man about fifteen minutes to fill it, it only being about
four foot square, but enough for me to duck under and wash myself properly.

     The crew were amused to see me out on deck at seven in the morning,
stark naked and jumping into the cold water. Midge finally got used to
getting in after I had bathed and it was left there for anyone else to use
if they wanted. It took some time before some of them braved the cold water
but they only had till eight o'clock for that was when the spigot was
pulled out to empty it over the deck and this water was used when the duty
watch were put to work with their holystones to scrub the deck planking.

     I would also spend half an hour doing some morning exercises before
eight bells sounded. When I first did my hand over hand climb up the
rigging, it brought many gasps from the crew at this feat and later, some
of them tried it but all failed.

                                                            *

     Us and the Wasp sailed due west and it was on our second day out that
I had cause to really assert my authority. I had just left my cabin and as
I stepped out onto the foredeck I saw two men fighting and young Merrick
was standing on the hatch.

     `Stop it you two,' he shouted and he actually stamped his foot like a
girl in a fit of pique. I moved quickly before Mr Blake could shout down
from the poop deck. I pulled the bigger of the two men round and gave him a
balled fist right on the jaw and laid him out flat. I turned to the smaller
man and he had a frightened look in his eyes as he saw my bunched fist
coming up at him but couldn't move out of the way in time. It connected
with his jaw and he went over backwards, spark out.

     Those of the crew on deck stood there open mouthed at seeing me lay
out two men bigger than me with one blow to each jaw.

     `Mr Blake!' I roared out, looking up to the poop deck to seeing him
staring down, a bemused look on his face too which suddenly changed when he
saw me looking at him. `I want these two men in my cabin in half an
hour. You Merrick, my cabin now!' I barked at him and turned and let him
follow me. I also barked at Midge, ordering him out to see about my
breakfast. With him out of the cabin I went and sat down at my desk and had
Merrick standing there in front of me looking rather sheepish. I then
remembered seeing him sitting in a tavern in Funchal. He had been sitting
in between those two fighting men, a tankard of ale before him and knew
exactly what had led up to the fight.

     `You've been letting those two men fuck you, haven't you?' I said in a
stern voice. His eyes widened and looked a little shocked that I should
come right out with it. `Well?' I demanded.

     `Yes sir,' he mumbled, dropping his head.

     `But one's been getting more of your arse than the other, am I right?'

     `Yes sir,' he mumbled again.

     `Well I don't care if the whole crew are fucking you while you're
below decks and not on watch, but I will not have you causing friction
because of it,' I roared, banging the desk. He flinched at this. `If this
happens again I'll have you thrown off the ship at the first port we come
to and you'll have to peddle your arse to get a ship to take you back to
England. Do I make myself quite clear?' I roared again, thumping the desk
once more. He jumped again.

     `I...I'm sorry sir. It won't happen again,' he stammered.

     `Make sure it doesn't, now get out.' He quickly fled the cabin and let
Midge in with my breakfast. It wasn't much but enough and I'd finished
eating and he was clearing away when Darby knocked at the door. With him
were the two seamen, soaking wet and looking rather apprehensive. I think
it was because the whole crew knew by now that I had felled both of them
with one blow each. I sat down at my desk and pointed to the deck in front
of it and they moved in and stood there as Merrick had done.

     `I will not have members of the crew fighting amongst themselves,
they'll be enough fighting later against other ships. I know that the pair
of you have been sticking your pricks up Merrick's backside.' They gave
each other a startled look before turning back to me and lowering their
heads. `Though one of you is not getting enough of this than the other
which I believe is the reason for the fight. Am I right?' I roared out.

     `Yes sir,' they both mumbled together.

     `Your fighting is a flogging offence, but I'm going to be a bit
lenient with you as I've already humiliated you with the crew, but I will
have you flogged if it ever happens again, though it will be twelve
lashes. Don't think for one minute that I'm being soft for I'm not as you
will have felt. I will be docking you a week's pay and you'll be confined
to the ship at our next port of call when there's shore leave and do watch
and watch about.

     I've already torn a strip of Merrick so you may not be given the
chance to fuck him again, but if you do, just think yourselves lucky and
don't go fighting over him. Now bugger off and get to work.' They turned
and left the cabin and I heaved a sigh of relief and hoped that the rest of
the crew would get the message for I didn't think that flogging would help
the crew's morale.

     `Midge!' I roared out and he came instantly so he must have been just
outside the door. `Shut the door and come over here.' He did and came over
to the desk. `Round here and see to this,' I said as I turned the chair
round and pulled out the erection I had got from telling those two beefy
men off. Midge gave out a little squeal of delight and went down onto his
knees and took the head of my cock into his wide open mouth. It only took a
few minutes of his sucking and chewing on my tool for me to hold his head
between my hands as he held the base of my shaft as I began to move my hips
and face fuck him. I gave out a sigh as I began to come and pumped hard to
rid myself of my boiling seed. He lifted his head up off me and swallowed
it all before smiling and going back down to lick me clean.

     `Captain Jim should get into a temper more often,' he grinned.

     I gave him a gentle cuff round the head and smiled back at him as I
put my cock away and got up and left the cabin. I went up onto the poop
deck and told Mr Blake about the two men being confined to the ship at
Kingston.

     `Kingston sir?' he replied.

     `Yes,' I smiled at him. `We'll be there for about two days. You can
let the crew know and that will upset those other two.' William and I had
surmised that it was better not to let the crew's know our destination
because then all of Funchal would have known and somebody may have been in
the pay of pirates. It was better that no one knew where we were going so
that they might think that we would be lurking out at sea and quite close
by. I didn't mention what I had said to Merrick.

     One other event occurred a week later on this trip across the
Atlantic. I had been asleep with Midge when I suddenly woke up. Now I've no
idea what it was and I could see through our stern windows that it was
still dark. I got up from the bed and padded over to the box that held the
time piece and took it towards the shaded lantern that I kept lit in the
cabin. I noted that the time it showed was one minute past three o'clock in
the morning and realised that I hadn't heard the bell announcing the
hour. I put it back in its box and pulled on a pair of shortened trousers
and didn't bother with boots and went out and up to the poop deck. It was a
starry clear night and being bare footed, didn't make a sound as I got up
there and found that the watch keeper was asleep on his stool. I gave him a
hefty clout round the ear, knocking him off the stool to send him sprawling
on the deck.

     `Mr Parks!' I roared and saw him start, for he had been looking out to
sea and talking to young Tarrant.

     `Yes sir,' he said coming over almost at the run, looking at the watch
keeper now sitting up on the deck and shaking his head.

     `It's now two minutes past the hour and the bell hasn't been rung and
this man was asleep. Were you too?' I roared.

     `No...no sir,' he stammered.

     `Were you Tarrant?

     `No...no sir.'

     `Get me two men up here on the double Tarrant.'

     `Yes sir,' he said smartly and ran off and down to the foredeck and
came back a minute later with two of the crew.

     `Take him down' I said pointing to the watchman, `and tie his hands up
to the ratlines and leave him there. He's not to have food or water until
he's cut down at sunset. Jump to it!' They quickly grabbed him up from the
deck and bustled him off the poop deck and I stood at the rail and watched
as they tied his hands up but still with his feet on the deck. `See that my
order about food and water is obeyed Mr Parks. Now as to you two. You will
stay on this poop deck until I say you can leave. Letting a watch keeper
sleep on watch is a serious dereliction of duty, worse than having the crew
fighting amongst themselves. Tarrant! Go to my cabin and knock on the door
and ask Midge to bring up my time piece.'

     `Yes sir,' he said and scurried off, coming back a few minutes
later. I took the box from him and saw that it was now nearly twenty
minutes past the hour. There was no point in touching the half hour glass
we had in a small box with a shaded lantern near the bell until it was time
to turn it. Our navigation wasn't all that good even with the correct
time. Without it we'd be completely lost and have to guess at the time by
the sunrise. I paced up and down, my bare feet making no noise at all on
the deck planking and those two kept well out of my way while I did so. As
the hand came to the half hour, I turned over the glass for the sand to
start to slowly flow again. `Sound seven bells Tarrant,' and this he
did. `Now you will both stay on watch till I say so, and heaven help you if
you fall asleep.' I then stormed off the poop deck and went below to my
cabin. Midge was back in bed and I pulled off my cut down trousers and got
onto the bed.

     `Roll over Midge,' I growled and when he was on his front, I lifted
him up onto his knees and stuck my rigid prick straight up into him and
gave him a good hard fucking to release the tension that had built up
inside me.

     `This...is...lovely...Captain...Jim,' he said in gasps at every
forward thrust I made into
him. `You...should...get...angry...more...often.'

     `Shut up,' I grunted as I began to come and really ground myself up
tight to his bum as I came with some violence. I was drained and I pulled
back and let myself slip out of him before laying down on my back while he
went and got a cloth to wash me. With that done, he got back into bed and
let me cuddle him till I fell asleep.

                                                            *

     We were woken up at six bells and I went out naked onto the deck and
had my bath which was really refreshing and went back to the cabin drying
myself afterwards as Midge had his. I was up on the poop deck before the
change of watch and saw that the tied up watchman was really drooping and
he'd got the whole day to go through yet. Mr Blake came up on deck and I
informed him of the punishment that had been metered out to the deck hand
and to Parks and Tarrant and relieving them before going below for my
breakfast.

     I had the man cut down at sunset and carried below with the
instructions that he was to be fed water very slowly until he perked up and
then be given soft food. I never had another man sleep on watch. If it
comes to that, nor was there any more fighting amongst the crew. They had
found that I could be both lenient and harsh, as for bloodthirsty, they
still remembered the pirate captain.

                                                            *

     We'd been at sea for five weeks and off the port bow we could just
make out land when it was spotted that the Wasp had hoisted a set of signal
flags.

     `Read them out ensign,' I ordered.

     `Yes sir. They read, hove to and speak sir.' Darby was the ensign.

     `Hoist acknowledged flag,' I said and watched as it was bent onto the
halyard and raised up. Looking at the Wasp through the glass I could see
that they'd loosened the main sail to let slip the wind and it was slowing
down for us to catch up. `Move in closer Mr Blake.'

     `Two points to windward helmsman,' he ordered.

     `Aye aye sir. Two points to windward,' was the reply and moved the
wheel a couple of spokes.

     `Loose the main sail,' Blake shouted out to the men standing by on the
foredeck. This was done and we slowed down and moved in closer to the Wasp
and moved slowly alongside at the same speed.

     `Can you hear me Hornet?' William bellowed out.

     `Yes Wasp,' I answered.

     `I believe the land on the port bow to be Puerto Rico. If so, tomorrow
will take the Mona Passage and enter the Caribbean and will turn due west
for Jamaica. We will be passing Hispaniola so have good lookouts up top and
we will investigate all sails sighted. If no encounters, we should reach
Kingston in five days. All well on Hornet?'

     `Couldn't be better,' I replied.

     `Well good luck.'

     `Same to you,' I called back and Blake gave the helm the order to
sheer off and also for the hands to haul on the sheets. I gave instructions
to my officers to note in the watch log any visible landmarks and or small
islands using our running log to determine our speed and calculate from
that their position.

     We didn't meet any other ships and sailed into Kingston harbour in the
five days that William had said. The British flag up on the old fort was
dipped and we dipped ours in turn as we passed it and had the main sails
furled as we moved slowly into the position a small boat indicated and let
go the anchor and we swung a little with the tide.

     `I'll go ashore for instructions Mr Blake and will be back soon to say
how long we'll be here,' I said. Mr Fletcher had given the order for the
jolly boat to be swung out and I noted that the same was happening over on
the Wasp. Six of the crew were ready at the oars and the bosun at the
tiller as I climbed down the ship's side and stepped in.

     `The Wasp'll beat us in sir,' the bosun said as the men heaved on the
oars.

     `That's alright. It would look bad if we got in there first,' I
said. Though we weren't far behind them and I was soon up on the quay and
shook hands with William.

     `Well let's make ourselves known to whoever's in charge,' he said as
we walked to where there was a carriage that was obviously waiting for
us. It was an open one and the driver was standing by it and opened the
door for us to climb aboard. He didn't say anything but just showed us his
white teeth shining out of his black face as he smiled and took us off to
the Governor's residence.

     We were greeted warmly by him but was most disappointed that we hadn't
brought dispatches and could only give him news that was already well out
of date. As a consolation, William promised to have a case of Madeira wine
sent over from his ship.

     I enquired of him if he knew of Phillip and Percy Dawkins, having a
sugar plantation on the island. He did indeed and they were only about half
a day's ride out of the town and offered to send a messenger when he found
out that it was my brother and uncle. I begged leave to write a message for
it to be taken and he offered me his study to pen it. I think both would be
pleased to learn that I was alive and had just arrived from England. I also
let them know that I had twenty one Arab prisoners that they might like to
take off my hands as workers in their sugar fields. This was duly given to
a man who promised to have it delivered that evening and the Governor
invited us to dine with him and his wife that evening and we had to accept.

     The meal was good, different and very spicy but made a change from
rice. The Governor's wife was a delight to talk to and she was most
interested in William's telling of us meeting the Queen and being able to
describe her far better than I could have for I'd been too much in awe to
have taken much notice of what she wore etc. It was a delightful evening
and the Governor had agreed for the captured pirates to be brought ashore
and promised a safe place to keep them till my brother showed up.

     We were taken back to the harbour and both jolly boats were there
ready to take us back to our respective ships. I wished that William and I
could have had some time together and I said as much when we shook hands
and got into our own boats, with the promise that we would have a little
time together while here at the island.

     The jolly boat had a busy time because the port watch had been given
shore leave and so it kept ferrying backwards and forwards bringing the
drunken seamen back to sleep off their drink. Next day would be the turn of
the starboard watch.

     Midge had been glad to see me come back aboard and couldn't wait for
me to say it was time for bed. Small as his prick was, it was better than
none at all considering I couldn't have William fuck me every night
now. But the upside was that I could get behind Midge and stroke his black
backside before shoving my cock up his arse and getting my rocks off
whereas I couldn't with William, well not in this fashion. But I swear
Midge's cock was getting bigger which pleased us both.

                                                            *