Date: Thu, 18 Mar 2010 11:47:43 -0600
From: brian <suddar40@telus.net>
Subject: Sandpiper 5

The Sandpiper

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Chapter 5

Singh turned out to be an excellent cook too. The first dinner he helped
Andy prepare was very much Indian in origin and tasted wonderful. He
commented he could make even better if he had some of the exotic spices
available in his country.

"Jake, I think we need to slow down and smell the roses. What say we cruise
from say 8AM until around 4 PM and then stop and enjoy the evening. We can
stop at any bay or small town."

"Yeah that sounds like a good idea. I just thought you were in a hurry to
get home."

"No real need. It will give everyone a chance to enjoy themselves more."

The trip took on a more holiday atmosphere. I was in no hurry and so we
enjoyed the cruise. We were still checked on occasion by customs or police,
but for the most part were left alone. We were all just one happy family or
so I thought.

Late one evening after everyone had retired, Jake and I were sitting on the
aft deck enjoying the cool evening.

"Ed, I hate to bring this up, but I think we may have a problem."

"What kind of problem?"

"Well Ed, its about Singh."  "Singh? What is the problem?"

"We it's not exactly Singh, it's Esosa and the way he treats Singh."

"Okay, tell me. I want everyone happy on this boat and if one of the crew
is causing problems I want to know about it."

"Ed, Esosa treats Singh as his very own slave, to do with as he wishes,
anytime he wishes. Him and Andy almost got into a fight yesterday when
Esosa pulled Singh out of the galley to use him. Singh was in the middle of
cooking dinner and Esosa took him away to fuck him. Also Esosa does not do
a single thing on this boat except share your bed. He thinks he is above
all that because he is with you. Something has to change Ed."

"Okay Jake I will talk to Esosa and Singh tomorrow."

"Thanks Ed. I, like you just want everything to run smoothly."

"Glad you brought it up and I hope you will bring up any other problems
that come up."

I headed for my stateroom. Esosa was fucking Singh when I got there. I had
a shower and climbed into bed. Esosa usually greeted me when I came to bed,
but tonight it appeared like he was already asleep. Singh was lying with
his eyes open. It looked like he had been crying. I pulled him into my arms
and held him as I went to sleep.

Singh was already up when I got up in the morning. Esosa was showering, so
I just pulled on shorts and headed up for coffee. After grabbing a coffee I
headed up to the flying bridge. Singh was sitting alone in one of the
chairs.

"Morning Singh."

He never even acknowledged me. I walked over in front of him. Lifted his
chin up so I could look in his eyes.  "Your not very happy are you son?"

I looked at his eyes and tears started down his face. I pulled him up and
wrapped my arms around him.

"It's the way Esosa is treating you, isn't it?"

He never said anything, just continued to cry.

"It's going to change today Singh. No one on my boat is going to any ones
slave for any reason. I will not have it. Esosa is just going to have to
like it or else."

Or else what though. Damn I really liked to be fucked and suck Esosa. But
if that was the problem, then I was going to have change the way I thought
and did things. If Esosa thought Singh was onboard to be his personal sex
slave, he had another thought coming damned quick.

I stormed off the bridge.

Esosa, Jake and Brian were sitting in the lounge drinking coffee when I
walked in.

"Where's Singh?" Esosa asked.

No good morning, no nothing. I was very surprised. I didn't answer him and
when he went to get up.

"Sit." I ordered him.

"Why do you think you are on board this boat Esosa?"

"To be your bed partner. You like my big dick and ass."

"So what is Singh on this boat for?"

"He's my boy toy. You bought him for me and told me he could be my slave
boy."  "I didn't buy him. I did buy the five nights we both enjoyed his
company, but he came on board willingly. He is not now or anytime in the
future any ones, including your sex slave. No one was forced on board this
boat and so everyone is equal."

"If that is way you feel, then we will be leaving this yacht."

"Whose we?" I asked.

"Myself and Singh."

"Well I think you will be leaving, but Singh will have a choice. You don't
own him."

"Fuck you Ed. I'll take Singh no matter what you say."

"Well I can be sure of one thing right now. I won't be fucking you anymore
and you will not be fucking with Singh."

"And how do you think you are going to stop me."

"Jake, Brian, take this asshole downstairs and lock him up in the paint
locker."

When I said that Esosa started cussing and yelling at me. Jake and Brian
grabbed him and wrestled him down to the small paint locker.

Fuck, what a mess. I was so pissed I got up and poured myself a stiff
drink. Then sat down to brood over this situation. Jake came up and sat
back down. He never even mentioned the fact that I was drinking at 8 in the
morning.

"What now Ed?"

"Well it is obvious he has to go. How far are we from Colombo Sri Lanka?"

"About one and half days at full speed cruise."

"Okay. Colombo it is, as fast as we can get there."

I headed back up to the flying bridge. I walked up to Singh and leaned over
and kissed his damp cheek.

"You will never have to sleep with anyone, you don't chose anymore
Singh. Esosa will be leaving the Sandpiper, when we reach Colombo Sri
Lanka."

"But I thought you were in love with Esosa Sir."

"Singh, it's Ed and yes I thought I was in love with him too. However I
think what I was in love with was his big cock. I readily admit I really
enjoyed getting fucked by him and sucking his great cock, but I think it
was lust, not love. After totaling ignoring me last night and this morning,
I finally came to the conclusion that it was nothing more than lust."

This time it was him who reached up and hugged me.

"You would actually get rid of him instead of me?"

"Singh, you can come and go as you please. I will not hold you here if you
want to leave. Nor will I make you sleep with me or anyone else. It has to
be your choice and your choice alone. No one on my yacht is a slave or ever
will be a slave. When Esosa told me, all he considered you to be was his
boy toy and sex slave, that just ended anything I wanted to do with Esosa."

"Thank you Ed. I would very much like to stay, if you will have me. I like
everybody and especially you."

"I like you too Singh."

Jake hit the intercom.

"Hang on up there, I am going to maximum cruise."

"Wow!" was all Singh said as the boat picked up speed very fast.

I held onto him until we were cruising about 90 knots. Singh reached up and
kissed me on the cheek and then headed down to the galley. I stayed on the
flying bridge for a while and then went down to my cramped office. I
figured I owed Esosa about 1650 dollars in wages and figured I would buy
him a ticket to where ever he wanted to go. If back to Europe, that would
be close to 2 grand one way. I figured I would let Esosa stew for the day
and night and talk to him before we arrived in Colombo the next day.

For the rest of the day Singh doted on me. He made sure I always had a cold
beer and snacks close at hand while I lounged on the aft deck. That night,
I never asked but Singh joined me in bed. We just slept in each others
arms. I really did like his small smooth body next to me.

When I woke up Singh asked me if I wanted him to wash my back in the
shower.

"I always shower at night before bed Singh."

"I will be here to help you Ed." He headed up to the galley.

After breakfast I went down to talk to Esosa. I told him the amount of
money he coming and said I would buy him a ticket to anywhere he wanted to
go except the USA or Canada. He decided France. He only spoke in mono
syllables. I told him we would take him to the airport in Colombo and make
sure he made his flight.

I told Jake to unload the Rover as soon as we were in port. Then he and
Brian could take Esosa to the airport. We were still about 4 hours
out. Jake also said we could be in Colombo for a while. A Typhoon was
brewing and moving up in to the Bay of Bengal.

I booked Esosa a flight via Colombo, Mumbai, and Cairo to Paris
France. Total one way fare 2300 USD. I used one of my many credit cards to
prepay the flight. He could pick up his ticket at the Air India counter at
the airport. I pulled out the 1650 dollars US I owed him and stuffed it in
an envelope. Andy and Singh packed all his clothes and brought his bag up
to the lounge.

After clearing customs, we docked at the main Civilian Marina. Very few
boats in the marina I saw. Jake unloaded the Rover and then we let Esosa
take shower and change. I gave him his money. He never spoke a word the
whole time. It was just fine with me. Jake and Brian took him to the
airport. When Jake got back, he told me there was very heavy military
presence in the city. Could be the reason, not to many tourists here.

The typhoon hit the next day and although not aimed at Sri Lanka, we did
get the rain. It was so heavy at times you couldn't see 30 feet. Nothing to
do but stay on board and get some work caught up. Although Singh had been
sleeping with me every night, we had yet to have sex. I found in my office
an old log of my late Uncle.  It showed he had been Sri Lanka on many
occasions in the past, but never on the Sandpiper. He also always only
docked at one Port. A place called Surnabia on the East coast. As I cleaned
out his office, I found a whole bunch of file folders, each with the name
of a port he had visited. I looked for Surnabia, pulled it out and sat down
to read.

Surnabia was obviously a very important stop for my late Uncle. From what I
could figure he had spent almost half million dollars while in port there
over several years. I wondered what was so important about that particular
place. Well one sure way to find out, go visit the place. I called up to
Jake and asked if he had maps and charts for the east coast of Sri
Lanka. He said he would check and if not get some from the port authority.

After cleaning a whole shit load of old junk from office, and shredding
most, finished my reports of income and expenses for Uncle Sam when and if
he asked. After a nice dinner and few drinks turned in early. Singh was
waiting when I got my stateroom. After helping me shower, he went to step
out, when I held him in the shower.

"Hey kid, my turn to wash you."

"You don't have to do that Ed."

"Singh, I want to."

He allowed me to wash his whole body and got very hard when I washed his
ass and crotch. After getting out and drying each other I led him to our
bed.

After I laid down, Singh turned around and started to suck my cock. He was
very good and in no time had me rock hard. I pulled his slim body in tight
to me and slipped his hard 5 inch spike into my mouth. When he tried to get
me to stop.

"Singh, what you want to do to me, I want to do to you. IF you want to suck
my cock, then I am going to suck yours. If you want me to ever fuck you,
then you are going to have to fuck me. WE share equally everything."

He just went back to sucking my cock and I sucked his until I tasted his
salty load filling my mouth. Soon after I unloaded into Singh's mouth. He
then turned around and cuddled up close. I really liked his smooth body
next to mine.

With Esosa gone the boat sure seemed happier. Obviously that had been
partly my fault for not seeing what the rest of my crew saw. Well now I
hoped it was clear and happy sailing ahead. Singh on occasion still acted
more like a slave boy than just another member of my crew. When he brought
dinner out the next night he retreated to the kitchen to eat. I got up and
walked into the galley.

"Singh, from now on you eat with the rest of us. You are part of my crew
and no different than anyone else. Come on, there's a place beside me."

He was still a bit nervous, but he did sit down beside me and ate. When
were done, he started to get up to clean up. I stopped him.

"Jimmy, will you and Andy clean up please."

They never even commented, just smiled and tidied away the dirty dishes.

"No reason I can see why, if you cook, you should have to clean up too
Singh. Right Jake?"  "For sure and after that great dinner Singh, you
deserve to rest while someone else cleans. You're a hell of a chef buddy."

"Thank you Jake." He said.

I think for the very first time Singh felt really part of my crew. He stood
up and leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

"Thank you Ed."

I pulled him onto my lap and kissed him right on the mouth.

"You are very welcome Love." I whispered to him.

He just melted into my arms.

"It's about time you came to your senses Ed. I think Singh has loved you
since the day he came on board. About time you acknowledged it."

"Well I have been kind of blind to a lot of things Jake. But no more,
everything I hope is going to be just fine now."

I turned and looked out one of the wrap around windows in the lounge. The
rain was still pelting down. I was starting to get depressed with all this
rain. I set Singh down and went mixed myself a drink and then walked to aft
area of the lounge. I sat down and just looked out. Singh came up and sat
down on my lap again. I wrapped one arm around him and we both sat and
watched the rain. When I finished my first drink, Singh ran up to the bar
and made me another and then came back and sat on my lap. I sure could get
used to him on my lap all the time. I turned and looked into his very dark
eyes. They were like pools of pure oil. I kissed his pert nose. He just
giggled and then put his head on my shoulder.

"I love you Ed." He whispered in my ear.

"I love you too Singh. Very much love you son."  Later as Singh and I were
laying in bed necking, he climbed on top of me.

"Ed, I want you inside me please."

"Okay love, as long you will do me after."

"Oh Yes Ed. I will do anything for you."

I wrapped my arms around him and rolled over, so he was now under me. I
kissed him on the lips and then slowly made my way down over his smooth
body. I kissed and sucked on both his nice black nubs. Then slid down and
took his hard cock into my mouth. Then went down and sucked on his very
nice balls. I pushed his legs up and dove into his ass crack with my
tongue, giving his little pink rosebud a real tongue bath. He wreathed on
the bed as my tongue worked it's way into his pucker. Finally I pushed his
legs up over his head and brought my hard and leaking cock up to his tight
hole. As I applied pressure, I felt his muscles relax and my cock slipped
inside him. He moaned in absolute pleasure as I push all my cock in as far
as it would go.

"OH YES ED!" He screamed.

As I started long slow strokes in and out of his cute ass, I could feel the
muscles inside his ass massaging and playing with my cock. He was something
else. In No time I felt my balls churning. I had to push in real deep real
fast as my cumm boiled out of my balls and shot into him. I just held it
inside him, pulled one leg down and laid beside him. His internal muscles
kept working on my cock and very soon I was hard again. This time I pulled
out slowly and drove back in hard and fast. He met each thrust and
pushed. Just feeling his warm insides started me going faster and
harder. He just moaned louder and asked for more and harder. I am not sure
how long it continued but it seemed like forever before I was ready again
to blow inside him. I stopped with my cock fully inside him and
unloaded. Singh just sighed in pleasure as I filled his colon a second
time. My cock quickly deflated and I slowly pulled out of him. Before he
could even move, I grabbed him and pulled his cute ass onto my face. I
rimmed his leaking butt hole. Damn if I didn't start to get hard again as I
tasted my cumm, mixed with his ass juices. He finally fought his way off
me.  "Wow! Ed, that was awesome."

I laid back on the bed and he climbed back on top and started to deep kiss
me. Licking and sucking at the mixed juices in my mouth. When he leaned
back.

"Your turn love. I want you inside me now."

He did as I had done to him. Slowly made his way down to my cock, which he
sucked clean and licked some of the juices that had leaked from him as I
had fucked him. He took each of my balls into his mouth in turn. Then
slipped down and dove into my ass with his tongue. Soon after he just
slipped his spike into me. Damn it felt so good, my cock responded by
getting hard again. He started slow, but soon was pile driving my
ass. After several minutes he rolled me on my side and pulled me tight
against him as he continue to drive in and out of me. At one point I felt
his hot seed filling me, but just continued. For his size he was quite
strong and at one point pulled me to my knees as he continued to drive away
at my ass. He to almost stand to fuck me doggy style, but never missed a
beat. To say I was astounded at his staying power was
understatement. Finally he just pushed in and held it as his hot spunk
again filled my ass. As he pulled out, he pulled me back onto his face and
rimmed me as I had done him. Then just laid beside me on the bed. He had
such a smile on his face it probably would have ended the storm raging
outside.

"God love that was great. You can screw me anytime you want." I said.

I pulled him into me and laid back exhausted. He laid his head on my chest
and we went to sleep.

"Morning Ed. Coffee?" Singh was standing by our bed.

"Uh, thanks love. You didn't have to bring me coffee."

"Well I thought you might like to get up."

"What if I wanted to suck that great cock of yours before I got up? Would
you mind?"

In answer he set the coffee on the bedside table and quickly undressed. He
climbed over me and pulled down the sheet. He then laid down with his head
right next to my very hard cock. I rolled over and took his hard cock into
my mouth. We enjoyed long leisurely suck session. Singh had such control,
that when I finally blew my load he blew his at the same time.

"Now that is the way to really wake up in the morning Love." I said.

"Well we could do it every morning if you like Ed."

"Okay love, it's a date."

I got up and after a quick rinse, dressed and headed up for a late
breakfast. The rain had stopped and the sun was out. Going to be damned hot
later. Singh brought me a quick breakfast, and then I went up to the
bridge. Jake had picked up charts for the whole coast of Sri Lanka. He told
me it would be about 5 days at slow cruise to the place I wanted to go. He
also told some of the ports on the east coast had been hit fairly hard with
storm surge from the typhoon. The Harbor Control had asked him if he could
report any major damage we found.

"Sounds good to me Jake. How soon can we be underway?"

"About an hour, we have to refuel at the fuel barge and then we can
go. Water tanks are full and Andy went to the local market and picked up
fresh food."

"Okay Captain, when ever you ready."

I went up to the flying bridge and let Jake do his job without
interference. About noon as we slowly pulled out of port Singh brought me a
cold beer and then sat down to watch.

The cruise down the west coast of Sri Lanka was pretty much just a
holiday. The very few towns we stopped at appeared to take us just as what
we were, a rich guy cruising around the country. We avoided the cape of Sri
Lanka, as this was the area where the Tamil rebellion was still in full
swing. As we started up the East coast, we could see more and more damage
from the typhoon. Mostly from storm surge. We reported all we found the Sri
Lankan Government. We only stopped at one major city to replenish our fuel
and water.

About six days after leaving Colombo, Jake pulled into a small bay. All we
could see was an old wharf. No houses, building or anything. It looked like
it had been hit pretty hard by the typhoon storm surge. You could see
uprooted palm trees and a lot of debris on the beach.

"You sure this is the right place Jake?"

"According to the GPS, we are in the right place. I'm not too sure about
docking at that wharf, it looks pretty fragile."

"Okay, anchor in close and we'll take one of the zodiacs."

Jake anchored and we swung out one of our zodiacs.

"Singh, Brian and Randy will come with me. Brian can check out the wharf,
while Singh, Randy and I have a look around."

Jake handed us each a `Push to talk' `MIC', walkie talkie.

As we neared the beach, you could see a very lot of damage. Brian took off
to check out the wharf. The rest of us headed up to the tree line. Once I
got close you could see several buildings, that had been smashed by the
wind and waves. We walked along the tree line looking for any sign of
life. As we neared the far north end of the area, we spotted what looked
like a small Buddhist Temple. It looked almost intact so we headed for it.

"ANYBODY HERE!" I yelled.

I was very surprised when, what I would consider a very young priest walked
out into the sunshine.

"Oh, thank god, thank god." He ran up to me.

Before I could speak.

"Do you have any water or food? None of the boys have had fresh water for
several days."

"Boys?" I asked.

"Yes, I have about 40 boys here."

Brian had found the wharf quite sturdy, with lots of draft available. Jake
had reluctantly noosed the Sandpiper into the dock.

Almost as soon as he was docked I ordered him and the rest to bring as much
water and fresh fruit as they could carry up to where I was. I headed
inside the small temple. The smell was almost overwhelming, with the forty
unwashed boys crammed into a space no bigger than a small house. Several
boys were laying supine on the floor, some were bandaged with make shift
bandages. All looked very gaunt from lack of food or water. Singh and Randy
were already kneeling by some checking them over. When Jake and rest
arrived, they were appalled at the boys condition.

"It would be too much to ask if one of you was a doctor. Several boys have
very serious wounds from splinters." The Priest asked.

"No, but we can sure call for help."

I sent one of the crew to get the big first aid kit from the yacht.

"Jake do the best you can, I'm going to see if we can get some help from
the Sri Lankan government."

When I got back aboard, I contacted the Sri Lankan Coast Guard and asked
for help. They told me that they were so overwhelmed with problems up and
down the east coast, that it could be several days before they could help
to me. I then put out a general distress call to any ships in the vicinity,
that had either a medical doctor on board or even medical technicians
available.

"Sandpiper, this is HMAS Sydney, how may we assist you?"

"Sydney, we need food, water and medical assistance. We have about forty
young men injured here. We have limited medical experience and just cant
cope with all the injuries."

"Send your position Sandpiper."

I rattled off the GPS position of the bay.

"Sandpiper, we are 5 hours away, but will send assistance by
helicopter. Estimate 60-90 minutes."

"Thank you Sydney."

I headed back to the small Temple, taking with me all the bedding I could
carry. WE started to get the less wounded boys outside and into make shit
tents, just sheets strung between trees. It gave us more room in the temple
for the more seriously wounded boys. WE washed and cleaned up the worst
wounds as we waited for the Australians to arrive.

After doing all we could, I took Jake and Brian with me as we went to look
at all the other wrecked buildings along the beach. Two buildings had
obviously been small sleeping rooms, there were multiple small pads laid on
the floors, a lot more than the forty we had discovered in the Temple. So
where were the rest. Another building looked to be a school, with a kitchen
attached to the back. Here we found the first small bodies. It looked like
they had been crushed by falling roof beams. Further along the beach we
came to a much larger dwelling. It too had collapsed and as we got close I
could smell the cloying odor of decaying meat. I knew there must be more
bodies inside, but had neither the man power of tools to look. As we headed
back to the temple the Sea King Helicopter from the Sydney landed. We met
the ships doctor and several technicians near the temple. We showed him
inside and they went right to work.

Without even my saying it, Andy and Singh went back to the yacht to start
making soup and sandwiches to feed the boys. I couldn't believe how good my
crew was. Every single one was doing all they could for all the young men
we found. All I could do was watch as they hurried about, helping, holding
or just talking to the young men.

I finally took a break and sought the young Priest. I asked him to come
with me to the yacht to talk. After we were on board I offered him a cold
beer, which he readily accepted.

"I wasn't sure if alcohol was allowed, but it looked like you could use
something Sir."

"Thank you. It is not frowned upon, but I get very little here. It is most
welcome Sir."

"Call me Ed please, I am not very comfortable with the Sir part."

"Very well Ed. Can you tell me why you came to this bay?"

"Well my late Uncle had a very extensive list of things he had done here
and I wanted to see why he came here so often."

"Your late Uncle was who Ed?"

"Sir Jack Somers. I am his nephew."

TBC
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