Date: Sat, 21 May 2022 21:34:55 +0000 (UTC)
From: tague michaels <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ahn Boys 38

The yacht described herein is a compilation of attributes from the SEA
CLOUD, the ATHENA, the SAVARONA among others. I've had an idea about adding
a yacht to the story but reluctant because I wasn't sure how to make it
work, I'm not a boat guy as well as of the amount research time needed to
add realism. So if I missed something or it's not totally accurate live
with it.

Hugs,
Tag
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The games didn't begin right then as the boys wanted to continue to explore
since they couldn't use the swimming pools. The pools had been drained and
the heating units turned off and it would take a full 2 days to get them
cleaned, filled and brought up to temperature. After the boys left Augie
made a phone call and got a cleaning crew to come out immediately to get
the process started. Afterwards we got back down to business.

At dinner that night Willie brought up the fact that we had a boat house
but no boat and suggested that we purchase one. That got a round of
agreement from everybody and after much discussion Augie made a suggestion.

"Unless you purchase a yacht, and a big one at that, you're not going to
find anything large enough to handle this crew. Besides, a yacht would have
to be moored at the marina although you could easily afford to build a
suitable boat dock right here. I would suggest 1 or 2 runabouts which would
fit in the boathouse. If you plan on trying to water ski, which is the most
popular water sport going these days, then you'll need something with
speed. That said, people are looking to sell their boats these days or we
can look around for a new boat.

"Yeah Lucian, a speedboat," Jessie said and the entire crew, man and boy,
leapt on that like a starving lion on a fat gazelle. I agreed that we'd
make a boat or boats a priority and get on it tomorrow. Augie said he make
a couple phone calls in the morning to that end.

"What's water\ skiing anyhow," Edward asked. Augie explained it to him and
naturally the boys were all clamoring to try it.

"You know," AJ said, "I've been thinking. We have 4 bedroom suites and 5
primary adults, 6 if you count Jenkins and Darius although they have their
own suite off the kitchen. What do you say to one of us using the boathouse
apartment or the Beach house or even both."

That seemed like a laudable suggestion so we had a discussion which
revealed that everybody wanted to give both apartments a go. Frankie came
up with a suggestion.

"Why don't we take turns like we do houses and chores." More discussion
ensued and the plan we agreed on was that we'd each stay 3 nights then
trade off. Instead of changing the sheets every time we agreed that we'd
each take our own pillow, since nobody wanted to risk laying their heads on
someone else's dried drool.  Just like our other homes, we'd change the
sheets weekly. Of course, nobody seemed to realize that our mouths and
faces had been in much more, ahem, questionable places but, what the
hell. My face had been in more assholes than I can count yet the idea of
using someone else's toothbrush didn't set well with me. Go figure.

Our sexcapade that night took place outside in one of the many little nooks
of lawn. Of course we could have used either of the huge expanses of lawn
at both the front and the back of the house. The entire property was very
well protected from view. This one was on the pool side of the house. Augie
showed us where an entire closet of blankets was stored for outside use be
it grassy picnic, lounging in the sun or even wrapping up in a blanket to
watch the stars. There was very little light so staring would likely be a
pleasant past time

"You are going to play with us aren't you Augie," Matty asked and got a
chorus of boy voices supporting that idea.

"How could I refuse," he genially replied. We got the blankets laid out and
went into strip mode, which went quickly for the boys since they spent most
of their time in the modern version of a swim suit, aka, trunks
only. Having grown accustomed to nudity and sex the boys typically remained
soft until things got going so there wasn't a boner in the batch. Needless
to say they all needed to check out Augie since he was the new boy. The
man's body seemed in good shape for an octogenarian. Sure there was some
sag but not a lot. His cock was of a middling size, probably not going past
6½ inches when hard. His balls hung rather low but due to age there was
more sagging and folds of scrotal skin and not the plump orbs the rest of
us sported, excepting the little guys. His pubic hair was rather sparse and
mostly graying, the color stimulating questions and comments mostly from
the little guys.

"That's about the finest collection of plumbing as I've ever seen in one
place," Augie commented. Things started out as a free for all, everybody
going for whatever was close at hand, or mouth and it didn't take long
before everybody but Augie was stone hard and even he seemed to come alive
a little bit. Edward and Gideon did the honors for the old man, the boys
trading off between being the suckee or the sucker. It would seem that both
exercises helped to at start the gallant reflex for the old guy.

I had my share of cocks, lips & tongue, and young mouths wrapped around my
own dick as did AJ and Gregory, who had made some significant progress in
that arena. He still loved Chen above all but engaged with the other boys
when they made their advances on him. He'd gotten to a place where he could
fuck on a regular basis which, according to him, had been an amazing
discovery. He even allowed the boys to fuck him every so often but that was
usually the smaller boys and no adults. So far he hadn't taken Jesse Jamon
or Willy inside his ass and I didn't expect that he would.

 "So Lucian," Jamon said as he snuggled up to me. "How do you feel about
having a big black cock up your ass?"

"Interestingly enough I've been hankering to have a big black cock up my
ass. Are you volunteering?" By way of an answer the boy melted into my arms
and kissed me deeply, his raging black monster pressing into my own. I
swear that the boy's dick had grown another inch since coming to our
household and his height an inch and a half maybe a little more.

Continuing to stay embraced and attached at the lips, we slowly drifted
down onto the blanket and lay prone. Jamon seemed intent on taking the lead
so I allowed him to do so. Playing a passive role from time to time was
more than okay with me. On my back with Jamon above me the boy began tongue
fucking my face while a hand roamed my side. My hands were on his back and
his deliciously firm black ass, kneading flesh, trailing fingers up and
down his gluteal cleavage.

Jamon's hand eventually found my hard cock, an easy task given its size,
and gently stroked me for a moment. "Time to honor it with my mouth
Lucian," he said then slid down the bed. Jamon had become quite adept at
sucking my cock and this episode was no different. The boy could easily
manage half of me and did so multiple times while bobbing his head in my
lap. As he suckled me I reflected on how grateful I was to have the
blackbird brothers in my life.

I'd never been prejudiced but I had been uninformed, or at least,
inexperienced in the ways of African Americans. But I'd come to understand
that when it got right down to it, in my experiences at least, there wasn't
that much if any difference.

I'd also been contemplating a plan to take care of them financially and
while I hadn't worked out the particulars, I'd decided to put a few million
dollars into a trust account for the brothers. Sure, they would likely
benefit regardless via my last will and testament but all the boys would
even though the rest of them had millions in their own right already. My
plan was to do something in the here and now in the event our finances all
went to shit. Unlikely, but look what had happened just 3 years prior.

Jamon finished the cock sucking portion of the show and moved up, straddled
my chest, and offered me his prodigious penis which I took in greedily. I
inhaled deeply, taking in his adolescent scent and reveling in the heady
fragrance. I cupped and fondled his plump balls as I worshipped his thick
black cock, licking all over the precum seeping swollen head. I truly did
love sucking cock.

"I'm ready when you are Lucian," the boy finally said. When he asked what
my preference was I suggested that, at the outset, he lay prone and I'd
mount him. With a Cock of Jamon's size I'd be able to lean forward to kiss
and even hug on the boy without his cock popping out while I fucked him. He
thought it a splendid idea. We got us both smeared with KY and got into
position. Reaching behind me I took hold of thick black boy boner and
guided it to my hole. I absently wormed it around while at the same time
scanning the room.

Augie was on his hands and knees sucking on Gideon while behind him, Edward
had penetrated the man and was gently fucking him. Chen had Pong were
double teaming Gregory, Pong licking my friend's asshole while Chen face
fucked him. It thrilled me that all of the boys were eager to spend time
with Gregory, even following through on their promise to always have
somebody sleep with him, generally two of them since Chen rarely left
Gregory's side.

Around us were various other couplings and tripling's, everybody there
except Cain. While the boy joined us when his needs arose, he generally
spent much of his free time with his "adoptive" parents, working at
creating their own little family. Nobody had an issue with that. It was my
understanding that he was engaging with Darius and Jenkins but only
minimally. Let's face it, both Cain and Darius were die hard bottoms.

I finally managed to get Jamon's cock through the muscle and into my ass
and as is typical, I stopped to adjust to the invasion. It didn't take but
a half minute before I let my weight settle onto the boys' lap. I leaned
down and we kissed deeply.

"Feels good to be stretched and filled," whispered, then got to work. I
moved my ass up and down but also tossed in every other direction that was
possible. The grinding motion was my favorite however. With my weight fully
on him, moving to and fro produced the most intense feelings for me. Jamon
did his best to be involved as well, not simply lying there but doing his
best to thrust up into me. The boy held on to my butt as I moved and gently
kneaded as well as guided.

"I love being with you so much Lucian," he whispered. I miss my mama but
the truth is that my life, me and Gideon's lives, are so much better than
they were or would ever be." Jamon and I had engaged in this topic in the
past but not generally while we were fucking. I full realized the truth of
the matter as well. Had his mother lived, the boys would most likely have
never amounted to much, would never have been able to realize their full
potential. There is no doubt that the price was high but I never doubted
that it was the best option.

"Time to get on my back my sweet brown boy," I said. "Time for you to fuck
me silly." We went through the gymnastics of moving without disengaging and
of course once we were sitting with me on his lap we had to hug kiss rub
and whisper in each other's ear. We finally got me onto my back and Jamon
wrapped me up and began pounding my asshole. It felt good being fucked by a
large cock from time to time and Jamon had the biggest, although Jessie
wasn't far behind.

With my knees almost next to my ears, Jamon had the position to exert power
and by god he used it. It didn't take long before I was moaning and
groaning like a beaten dog. The boy slammed into me, ground his tender
black ass in circles and went back to pounding me. The sound of his balls
slapping against me almost drowned out the moans.

"Give it to me good J-boy," I said in a deepened whiskey like voice, "Make
me cry." That wasn't real likely but it sounded good and spurred him on. My
legs were wrapped around his waist, my arms around his neck. Not 10 seconds
later he said he was ready to cum and I simply nodded my head.

I saw stars when I shot, sweat to god and that hadn't happened in many a
year gone by. Jamon said afterwards that he had too. His cock thickened
against rim of my asshole as he started pumping a gallon of sperm into
me. I could almost feel it going into me but not really. I unloaded my own
copious amount of nut honey, soaking my belly with the goo. Jamon
eventually slowed then stopped, both of us panting heavily. After another
moment he rolled to the side, taking me with him. We kissed gently, hugged
lightly and whispered sweet nothings into each other's ear.

The sun was dipping below the horizon and around us, others were just
finishing their bout or already done and talking softly. Augie was snuggled
up with Edward hugging him from behind while he hugged on Gideon, face to
face.

"Looks like Augie fits right in," Jamon observed and I agreed. "I like him
Lucian and I think he'd a great addition and a balance to our group." I
asked what he meant an essentially he mean Augie's age which translated to
more experience and knowledge, maybe, than our basic group. "Plus none of
us has a grampa so that's cool. I was surprised at such an astute
observation and praised him for it.

We uncoupled and headed to the poolside shower to do a cleanup and were
joined by others. Afterwards we tossed on clothes and headed into the house
for snacks. Darius always had snacks of some sort on hand. With so many
growing boys there'd likely be a revolution if there weren't any. As we
noshed Jamon asked if I was open to returning the favor, which I was, so we
finished the evening off in my room.

The next morning at 8, after a hearty breakfast, we headed out in Augie's
Rolls, Gregory in attendance as well because he had more knowledge of boats
than I did. AJ had some knowledge having grown up in the upper crust of
Boston society. Augie had made some phone calls and determined that for
now, our best bet was going to be the largest marina and docks in Florida
so an hour later we were pulling into the Miami Marina.

"Aside from what he has here and the offsite boats he's handling Archie
Campbell knows everybody and thus almost every boat of any size or worth
that's for sale on the entire east coast. If he can't find it, it don't
exist."  Archie turned out to be an affable red headed Australian who could
turn the accent on and off with ease. A rather large man he was gregarious
and as we learned, a straight forward no bullshit kind of guy when he
needed to be.

We told him what we were interested in and 10 minutes later were looking at
what seemed to be perfect for our needs. "These are 1930 Garwood 28
footers," he said pointing out a row of boats. "Triple cockpits can seat up
to 12 people, especially smaller ones, and have Liberty V12 engines putting
out around 400 horsepower. They're excellent for water skiing or just plain
leisure boating although they do like running fast and free." They were
beautiful boats, brass gleaming and teak bright and polished with leather
seating.

I explained our needs, the fact that we had charge of 10 boys aged 9-14 and
a few adults. Augie jumped in with the remark that he'd made the day before
about 2 boats or a large yacht.

"Well, there are a few of those as well and even if you're not really in
the market for one, looking at them is pure joy. We figured what the hell,
we were mostly on vacation. 10 minutes later we were strolling among the
big boys and while they all were amazing ships one stood out above the
rest.

"Goddamn that's thing of beauty," I said and everybody else agreed after
the shock of my language wore off. She was a 3 masted windjammer with a 2
deck superstructure and below the main deck a promenade ran almost
continuous from aft to stern whereas the one on the main deck ran the full
length of that portion of the superstructure. Below the promenade a series
of portholes ran the full length of the ship.

"This the Sea Spirit," Archie said. "She was built in 1902, refitted in
1924 and an update completed just last week. She carries all the newest
technology and equipment including a completely updated galley. She is
steel hulled runs 71 meters long has a 10 meter beam and a 12 meter
draft. She is powered by a 900 hp diesel engine that has barely 30 hours on
it and cruises at 12 knots. She has an owners cabin, 3 ensuite cabins, 6
double berthed cabins and 4 triple berth cabins.

"She can carry 25 passengers comfortably but could sleep 35 in a pinch. She
can operate with a crew of 10 but has space for twice that many. Their
living quarters are separate. She can carry 5000 gallons each of fuel and
fresh water and has a range of approximately 6000 miles, more of course
when she's under sail."

"Let's go aboard." Archie hailed one of the crew and asked permission to
board and up the gangway we went and were met at the top by yet another man
who, by his stature and presence, I correctly assumed was the
captain. Introductions were made and we began a tour with ship's Captain
Davis "Skip" Richardson leading the way.

I won't go into too much detail because there was too much to see. Suffice
to say there was lots of dark wood, lots of brass and every bit of it
gleamed. I was used to wealth but this was luxury and trust me, there is a
difference. The salon was on the main deck with the wheel house or bridge
above it on the second level. It was there too that 4 10 passenger boats
hung in davits.  The salon was large and open with plenty of light from
large windows. Sofas and chairs provided very comfortable seating for 30-40
people. Multiple tables in varying sizes were scattered about the room. One
wall, or bulkhead contained the ships library of some 400 books.

"The first owner had a grand piano in one corner," our guide explained.
Through a set of beautifully carved double doors was a formal dining area
where two 12 seat tables against the bulkheads running fore and aft, the
inner seating booth style with chairs on the outside. Between them were a
trio of 6 place tables. Continuing outside from there was the Lido deck,
most of which was open but covered by the overhang of the deck above it.

From there we journeyed down to the main deck and viewed the owners cabin
which can only be termed "sumptuous". It was almost as large as my master
bedroom at home. The bulkheads were all gleaming wood of various types and
large square windows let in an enormous amount of light. It had a large
living area, built in roll top desk, and numerous shelves of books. And a
false fireplace giving the strong impression of being in a home and not at
sea. A table large enough to seat 8 was off to one side. The bathroom was
something I'd never expect to see on a boat. It had a full tub, standing
shower, toilet and bidet and had plenty of space to move around in. The
hardware was designed a nautical motif and done in gold.

"Damn," AJ mumbled. The other luxury cabins were smaller but just as fancy,
with their own false fireplaces and bathrooms. We viewed a handful of the
other accommodations and found a variety of configurations for the twin and
treble bunked cabins. They were a little close but cozy and not cramped.

There was more much more and we saw most of it but there is too much to
tell but the bottom line was that I fell in love with the boat. Pure and
simple. I can't put my finger on what it was exactly but I wanted that boat
and without saying so, I would have been willing to pay almost any price
they asked. Still, I kept that to myself.

Topside we saw the bridge and the captain's cabin, all of it as well
appointed as the rest of the ship. From there we went down to the main
salon we sat and talked. I asked questions about maintenance, travel
distances and a myriad of other things.

"Well, it's not like a car that I can test drive so what are the chances of
taking her out for a day?"

"I can go you one better," Skip said, "How about if we sail the Caribbean
for a week, check out the Bahama's and give you a chance to find out what a
week at sea is like. We need to do a shakedown cruise now that the upgrades
are completed so it would work out for both of us."

"AJ, Gregory?"

"We don't have anything else that needs immediate attention and I'm sure
the boys would love it."

"Boys," Skip asked. I explained our situation to which Skip said, "It would
be a great experience for them and if you purchased it she'd be a great
learning experience. And honestly, having a boat load of boys would be more
fun than a bunch of stodgy old goats and hags."

"What's she gonna cost me Archie?" He didn't hesitate.

"I can get you into it for around a half mil."  My next question was when
could we depart. The answer: the next day. The ship was already provisioned
but with a dozen guests more needed to be laid in but that was easy. We
discussed clothing needed which turned out to be mostly light wear because
of the weather but a decent jacket and rubber soled shoes were a must as
were older jeans that could be cut down. Augie said those were easy fixes
except for the jeans. That would be ours to deal with.

We finished up and headed out with the promise to deliver everybody by 9am
the following morning. As we got situated in the Rolls AJ turned to me, a
slight grin on his face.

"You've got that look Lucian, what's going through your mind?"

"You know me well my friend," I replied. "I'm not quite sure, I'm still
trying to figure it out. I am in love with that boat. Not sure exactly why
but I feel strongly compelled to own it." My heart seemed to quicken just
saying the words.

"She's a beauty that's for sure," AJ responded along with a verbal
agreement from Gregory and Augie. At the house we told the boys of the plan
then loaded them onto the bus while AJ and I went with Augie. It didn't
take but a couple of hours to complete our shopping tasks. We elected to
purchase carpet bags for the boys, determining that full blown suitcases or
steamer trunks were over kill as well as bulky whereas the bags would
collapse and take up much less room. To say that the boys were excited
about this new adventure was an understatement which applied to me as well.

That evening after dinner and over a snifter of 100 year old brandy I
shared with AJ what I concluded my behavior was about. Gregory and Augie
were off playing with the boys.

"You know, I've always played it safe AJ, throughout my entire life. I've
taken few risks and ones I did take, such as raising the boys, were thought
out, done out of necessity or duty and naturally goal oriented with
predictable outcomes. This is simply frivolous."

"Not sure I'd call a half million dollars frivolous but I get your
meaning," my friend observed with a grin. I went on to explain that it
seemed as though I would be able to just go hither and yon at my own pace
and of my own desire and not be held to task by convention. It would be
about wanderlust, an adventure with no particular goal in mind other that
just going and doing and experiencing. Does that make sense?"

"Completely Lucian. It's the same way I feel about flying. Willy has
mentioned having the same kind of feelings." I was lost in thought for a
moment then said,

"I have mentioned before about the possibility of taking the boys on a
cruise to Europe. I wonder if that is possible on the Spirit. God what an
experience that would be for the boys, all of us for that matter." We
continued along that vein for a bit, getting an idea of how that might play
out. I wondered out loud about the possibility of a world cruise and what
that might look like. We agreed that if we did such a thing that the boys
would all be pressed into service, taking on shipboard duties appropriate
to their level of abilities. An end goal would be to make sailors out of
them or at least give them some solid sailing skills not to mention a
different level of responsibilities and discipline. A knock at the open
door revealed my chef and houseman wanting to enter.

After seating Jenkins took the lead. "Darius and I would prefer to pass on
the boat trip Lucian if you don't mind. Darius has never been on a boat,
barely knows how to swim and doesn't have any desire to change the status
of either of those things. While I'm not exactly fully of that mind I can
live without casting about on the waters regardless of the comfort of
same." Darius was nodding his head in agreement.

"I have no problem with that gentlemen and I can assume that, regardless of
how much fun it is being with the boys, a little time away from them would
be a nice vacation." They both thanked me and rose to leave. "Jenkins," I
called out, "feel free to use one of the vehicles and do some sightseeing."

Too keyed up about the upcoming adventure I spent a rare night alone and in
thought, finally drifting off just before midnight. The next morning was
all hustle and bustle but having done this before, the boys stayed focused
on their tasks and we got out of the house ahead of schedule. Just before
leaving Gideon cornered me.

"Augie is a really nice guy Lucian and a lot of fun. Can we keep him?" My
little blackbird was quite serious so I had to stifle a chuckle but I
assured the youngling that in all likelihood Augie would be part of the
family although he would not being going on the cruise with us. At the last
minute Cain asked if he could stay ashore with Darius and Jenkins.

The boys went nuts when they saw the boat and of course Matty observed that
it looked like a pirate ship. Skip met us at the top of the gangway to
welcome us aboard along with Bo Franklin the 1st mate. I quickly introduced
them to the boys then requested that we meet with the crew in the main
salon in 5 minutes.

"I know you're preparing to get under way but it's important and will only
take a moment." Five minutes later we were all gathered together and Skip
introduced me then introduced the crew and I did the same for our
group. Most of the crew appeared to be in their 20's & 30's, a few were
older.

"Thank you for attending," I said. "I realize this is probably an unusual
situation for most if not all of you. Through a variety of circumstances,
all of these boys are under my guardianship. It is important to note that
most of them have the ability to purchase this ship and not make even a
tiny dent in their overall wealth. In the likely event that we purchase
this ship, they will be your de facto employers. They are good boys but
they are boys. If at any time you feel the need to bring something to my
attention regarding them do not hesitate to do so but it would be
preferable for you take the opportunity to guide or teach them if
necessary. We all," I said waving my arm to indicate the group, "operate as
a team. In the event we purchase the ship, you all are part of that
team. Any questions?" There were none.

After the crew dispersed I spoke with Bo. "It would be very beneficial if
you would give go over some essential do's and don'ts with us then give the
boys a tour of the ship." He agreed and said once we were under way he
would be glad to do that. We got everybody into their own cabins under the
usual provisions; sleep where you want but have a home base. The boys
changed into deck shoes shorts and undershirts and were finished just as
the captain announced we were ready to sail.

Everybody went topside to watch our departure amid a flurry of shipboard
activity. The crew were all decked out in their uniforms which were mostly
white however their shirt sleeves were a deep green and the name of the
ship was stenciled across the back in large script and smaller script
across the left breast but in lavender. AJ and I both raised an eyebrow.

"I don't particularly believe in the mystical type of "It was meant to be"
signs," AJ exclaimed, "but goddamn Lucian, what are the odds of that." I
agreed. The fact was though that the uniform colors, while not a perfect
match, couldn't have come closer to the colors of our Quinque logo without
it being planned. Even the boys saw it and made comments. While I didn't
believe in such portends either it made me consider the fact that the boat
was indeed meant to be mine.

Once we cleared the dock and were pointed to the open sea the crew unfurled
the sails. It was a thing of beauty not lost on anybody as people in
smaller boats, along the shore and even on freighters pointed, clapped, and
even tooted their horns by way of salute as we passed. The sense of
wonderment and pride I felt was almost overwhelming. Once we passed into
the open ocean the crew took turns changing into their work clothes, a dark
blue pants and shirt with their name in lime green above the left breast.

Bo Franklin met us in the main salon and went over the do's and don'ts
which were pretty much common sense. While rubber soled deck shoes were
preferable, bare feet more than acceptable and in fact much of the crew
would be bare footed. Stay inside the deck railings. If you go overboard
while under sail, being able to find you in the open ocean might be
impossible. Obviously wasting water was a no-no but thankfully the boys'
experience on the rail trip trained them well. It was definitely hands off
regarding buttons, lever's knobs, or other such things. If an area had a no
admittance sign, stay the fuck away. We then took another quick trip around
the ship so the boys were fully oriented.  We met the ships cook whose name
was actually Melvin Cooke so naturally he went by Cookie. He asked about
food allergies or food dislikes but there no allergies and few dislikes
among our group although everybody pretty much ruled out cooked cabbage
which included sauerkraut.

The tour included the bridge which fascinated the boys. Skip offered an
invitation to them to hang out on the bridge in pairs and get some
additional training on how things worked including manning the helm which
of course everybody was gung ho for. Likewise the deck crew was committed
to the same task. As the tour ended I asked Skip for a word in private so
we adjourned to his stateroom which, like mine, was outfitted with a large
open sitting area.

"First and foremost," I said, "I want to clarify the relationship status of
our group because it will be questioned. With the exception of the black
boys and the two Asian boys, the rest of the group has a net wealth of
around 200 million dollars. When m\y and AJ's wealth is added to the mix
it's close to double that. I have been tasked with legal guardianship of
those boys and their wealth due to my career in education.

"Secondary to that is that it's also a sexual relationship. That was
initiated by the boys, not the adults and the boys have total discretion
when it comes to the who what and where of them expressing their sexuality
within our group. We rarely stray outside our group and I can explain that
later.

"In keeping with that the boys do love to run naked or at least scantily
clothed but they prefer naked. They are totally unselfconscious about their
bodies. That might well mean engaging with each other in common areas. If
any of that might be problematic for you or your crew then I need to know
that at the outset in order to set boundaries with them. But before we get
to that I should let you know that there is every probability that I am
going to purchase the Sea Spirit. For now, we're guests but at that point
the boat will be the boys home. So, your thoughts."

"So far," Skip began, "I'm hearing that the entire crew are happy and
excited that the boys are on board and everyone is looking forward to
interacting with them and even teaching them about the boat, the sea, and
sailing. As for the boys running naked, well, the crew does as well when no
one else is aboard. As far as engaging sexually in common areas, I don't
believe that will be a problem. This boat crew is unique in that they are
all queer or swing both ways. A few of them are in ongoing relationships
with each other. Most of them have engaged with boys of varying ages while
ashore and I myself travel from time to time with a cabin boy, not uncommon
among ships captain's of years gone by and even today. The crew all know
their boundaries and would not interact with a passenger but that wouldn't
stop them from appreciating said interactions among your boys although that
doesn't mean stopping their duties to watch if they should come across such
a situation. Plenty of men join boat crews because of the male comraderies
and the fact that such behavior is not uncommon when out of the eyes of the
public."

I shared with him the history around our train crew and he nodded his head
in understanding. I asked him what he and the crew would do in their down
time in the event I purchased the boat. He said that maintaining a boat
this size required ongoing attention and that most of the crew lived aboard
ship. I brought up the notion of possibly sailing to Europe and he'd taken
the ship across the Atlantic a half dozen times.

"This ship can circumnavigate the globe is necessary. She's large enough
and sturdy enough to weather most waters. We can carry enough supplies to
stay at sea for a month at a time or more. Water can be an issue but we do
have a desalination system although it's rather primitive and doesn't
produce huge amounts of drinkable water."

I asked about pirates or other ne'er do well's and Skip chuckled. "We
aren't just a pretty face Lucian; this beauty has teeth and very sharp ones
at that. Every member of this crew can put a round through a gnat's ass at
50 paces."

"Interesting. Do you remember my man Gregory?" Skip nodded his
head. "Gregory is currently in charge of-teaching the boys athletics and
self-defense which includes how to shoot all manner of firearms as well as
the bow and use of various Asian martial arts weapons. He is also an
accomplished boxer and a practitioner of the Okinawan art of karate. I on
the other hand am proficient at boxing and Judo. That said, perhaps we will
be in a position to do some instruction for the crew and enhance their
existing skills. In addition, if any of them lack a high school diploma I
help them achieve that goal if they wish. AJ is an experienced pilot and a
brilliant attorney so his abilities might be beneficial to some crew
members." Skip didn't say anything for a good half minute.

"I sensed something different about you and the group when we first met. I
want to work for you Lucian and I'll bet every man on this boat will say
the same thing by the time we dock in Miami." I stood and reach out a hand
which he took.

"Well I'm damned sure you'll get your wish Skip and frankly I want you on
our team." I started toward the door but stopped. "We'll be chatting
frequently over the next week so any questions worries fears concerns
thoughts or ideas you have, let's address them. As I said before, we're a
team. Meanwhile I'd like you to give some thought about working out a
system where the boys can spend a few hours at a time with you and any of
the crew if they're interested. I'm dead serious about Europe it would be
better if we all were better trained."

Much of the day was spent exploring and it seemed like every 15 minutes or
so a boy would find me and offer up a "did you know" regarding what they
considered a surprising discovery. Accompanying our exploration was the
task of getting our "sea legs". To that end there were some funny moments
for all of us. The water was fairly calm but still, boats rock and the
smaller the boat the more the rocking.

Prior to lunch I sat down with AJ and Gregory to discuss my talk with Skip
and possible future plans. "Let me drop some salient points first," I
said. "I am definitely going to purchase the Sea Spirit. It's just a matter
of whether I do it outright or make it a corporation purchase. Second, I
definitely want to sail to Europe and depending on how that goes, possibly
a world cruise." Neither man batted an eyelash.

I then went on to talk about training the boys, and us, which both men
agreed was necessary. Gregory suggested we dock the boat in Philly and do
weekend or even week long excursions up and down the coast. We could visit
New York or Newport without driving. A further suggestion was doing the
same thing we did no matter where we were, assigning the boys duties or
maybe even putting them on a watch system used on any large ship.

"With that plan in mind AJ we need to get with Jeramiah and have him start
assembling a management team, which we need to do regardless of going on
cruises. That should include building our own legal team as well."

Dinner that night was a rather raucous affair. I informed Skip that I'd
like the crew to take all meals with us until further notice. I wanted
everybody to know each other so I further requested that everybody make a
point of taking meals with different people and not just in their
particular clique. At the end of the cruise each team was going to offer
their thoughts or concerns about the other team. If all went according to
plan we'd be spending a great deal of time together in a closed environment
and I wanted everyone prepared.

Skip had noted that the best time for an Atlantic crossing was November to
March because of decent weather and long range weather predictability. That
gave us 8 months to whip the boys and some of the crew into shape and get
the organization into a cohesive working team.

We spent some time out on the deck after the sun set and with a clear
cloudless night it was fairly spectacular. Bo pointed out various
constellations to the boys who seemed quite mesmerized by the whole
thing. Breakfast would be from 6:30 to 8, no exceptions so I suggested bed
time with minimal amount of playing.

"I'm looking for a snuggle bunny," I said around 9pm, "anybody interested."
Snuggle bunny was a term we used when we wanted a bed partner but no
sex. Pong was the first to volunteer so off we went to my cabin. We
stripped quickly and climbed into bed and snuggled up. The gentle rocking
of the boat was very soothing and once again affirmed my choice of buying
the Sea Spirit.

"I have never been on a boat Lucian," the boy said and when I asked what he
thought about it he said it was pleasant, so far. He finally managed to
walk a straight line in mid-afternoon. I chuckled and congratulated him.

"I've been thinking Lucian. I think I want to go back to John in San
Francisco. Not right away but maybe by summer time." We talked a little bit
about that and I promised him that would make sure that happened." With
that we both drifted off and I got one of the best nights sleep I'd had in
years.

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