Date: Sun, 08 Feb 2004 08:08:20 +1100 From: james robinson Subject: The Training Ship, Part19 This story is a figment of my imagination; it hasn't ever happened to my knowledge, any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. If you don't like sex between men or men and boys please leave now, if it is illegal to read this material please leave. My thanks to my stalwart friends and readers, your ideas and encouraging emails keep me writing. If you would like to email me with comments or ideas please do, your emails are eagerly sought, although flames will be extinguished on receipt. Email me at justjames17@hotmail.com thanks. The Training Ship, Part 19. justjames17. The Siren's Song is coursing through the pitch-black night, racing to the position of the Sundowner, a badly damaged yacht slowly sinking in the Tasman Sea 65 miles off the Australian east coast. Some 4 hours have passed and the ship is approaching the search area all hands are on lookout to try and locate the vessel, the night is very dark, no moon in the sky just the myriad of stars dotted through the firmament. The ship has slowed down to a more sedate 10 knots as she searches for the boat, after 20 minutes Mr. Wills, the first mate, with his more experienced eyes espies a dim shape off the starboard bow and he calls out to the deck below, " Ahoy deck, sail off the starboard bow." The crew begin to shorten sail as the ship looms closer to the foundering yacht as the crew of the yacht send up a flare, the red glow lights up the sky and turns the ship's masts, sails and rigging blood red. The Siren's Song slows even more as the lads overhead shorten sail and the captain orders the helm hard over and the ship heels as she turns into the wind, the remaining sails thundering as she slows and stops. The captain orders the spotlight switched on to illuminate the scene and Mr. Wills has had the long boat already swung out ready to lower away as the crew race to man the oars, the boat is lowered quickly into the rough seas and they fend her off the ship's side till she drifts further away and they can begin pulling on their oars. The long boat struggles through the white caps as the lads strain on the heavy oars but finally they approach the low riding yacht, the seas are breaking over it's decks as it slowly fills with water. The crew of three, two men in their late twenties and a 19 year old are drenched and shivering as they huddle in the cockpit, the long boat bumps against the fibreglass hull and the boatswain grasps the yacht's safety rail while a rope is fastened to a bollard on the deck. The crew of the yacht pass some luggage across to the lads followed by two canvas covered packages, they then begin to board the long boat, one slips and falls into the heaving sea hitting his head on the boat and splashing into the sea. Conrad reached out and grasped his lifejacket as he began to drift away and held him against the longboat's transom. He and Mark grasped the unconscious guy and dragged him unceremoniously aboard lowering him onto the thwart beside them. The boat caste off from the yacht and began to head back to the Siren's Song as the yacht began to roll heavily, it's mast swinging from side to side, further and further she rolled from side to side until, as if tired she lay over on her starboard side. Her mast parallel to the heaving seas, her sails filled with water instead of air and began to drag her under the surface. She turned turtle and exposed her weed and barnacle covered bottom, the damage obvious where her keel had been snapped off short, then with a huge farting expulsion of air from the damaged hull she slid quietly beneath the sea to begin the long plunge to the quiet depths beneath them. A few pieces of flotsam marked her grave and these soon disappeared into the night The longboat stroked on long legs to the ship carrying it's cargo of people and luggage and finally arrived in the lee side of the ship and made fast. The crew sent their two conscious passengers up the ladder and prepared the unconscious man so he could be swung aboard. The luggage and parcels were handed up to the deck then the injured man was swung aboard in a sling, the crew of the long boat climbed aboard and helped swing the heavy timber hull into it's cradle on the deck. Jack was waiting on deck and as soon as the injured man was lowered to the deck he knelt beside him and checked his condition. He had a nasty lump on the side of his head, which was bleeding a little and Jack checked his eyes with a torch, the pupils were normal and contracted as the bright light shone into them. Jack ordered him taken below to the sick bay as he ordered the baggage and parcels taken below. The yachtsmen demanded that they carry the two packages and Jack shrugged and said it was ok if they wanted to handle them themselves. He gave Mr. Wills the order to set sail again and return to their original course, as he went below to the sick bay to attend to the unconscious man. Jack entered the sick bay as Conrad and Mark finished stripping the guy's saturated clothing, he was there dressed in a wet pair of white Calvin's, as Conrad began to remove these the guy groaned. The lad jumped in fright, as he heard the guy groan then realising he was still out to it he finished removing the y-fronts. Mark began to gently towel the unconscious guy dry, patting his muscular body gently; admiring the body he was working on. The guy began to crack a woody as he dried his groin, cock and balls, the man was well hung with about 7 inches of uncut penis, the large head clearly evident even hidden by the foreskin. The cock kept swelling until it was rigid against the flat abdomen, the red glans with its Cyclops eye peering out from the hooded skin. The guy's pubic bush was neatly clipped and his balls and ass were shaved smooth, Mark looked up at Conrad and Jack and said, " Wow this guy is beautiful, I'd love to lick and suck him all over. His nuts and fanny are so smooth and inviting." Conrad moved closer and grasped an ankle in each hand as he spread the guys legs wider exposing his pinkish/brown wrinkled anemone to view, Mark was almost dribbling as he peered into the opened cleft he bent down and lifted the pendulous nut sack lifting it up giving free access to the closed eye below the soft perineum. He bent closer and his tongue gently licked the shrivelled pucker and he felt it tremble under his tongue. Conrad gently lifted the heavy flaccid prick and felt the guy's pulse beating through the appendage, the cock trembled in his hand as Mark tongued the pucker. Slowly the penis began to engorge more, as the heart pumped hot blood into the spongy mass, it began to grow, stiffening and hardening in his softly gripping hand. The cock ended up rock hard and pulsing as Conrad released it allowing it to slap down onto the bare hard tanned abdomen. The guy had no defined suntan line as his whole body was the same golden bronze colour, he must have spent much time naked in the sun to achieve the beautiful rich tan. Jack, Conrad and Mark all stood there surveying the sexy body laid out unconscious before them. They watched the partly visible glans weeping clear fluid onto the muscular abdomen, and then Conrad bent down and licked the small pool from the smooth firm belly. He looked up and beamed at Mark and said, " It's like fine wine, he tastes wonderful." Mark not to be outdone bent lower and buried his face in the ass as he licked the lips of the man's anus, the man grunted in his chest and opened his legs wider unconsciously. Mark dove deeper and drove his tongue deeper parting the salty lips and tasting the crimson depths inside the man's bowels. Jack was cupping both lads' buns feeling their firm buttocks as they bent over attending to the unconscious guy's body. The man was becoming aroused and sounds of pleasure were beginning to be heard, sighs and soft grunts as the boys tongued and sucked him, he was starting to arch up into Conrad's mouth as Mark drove into his ass. His penis bucked in Conrad's hot mouth and with a sigh he began to ejaculate as the boy suctioned his penis frantically. The man spoke shocking all three guys as he said, " Well that is a great way to regain consciousness, and they should make it standard procedure in all the hospitals in Australia." Jack looked at the man as he lay there with a satisfied smile on his face, Conrad was finished sucking and cleaning the now softened penis and Mark was standing embarrassed beside the operating table. The man looked at Conrad and said, " Thanks young fella, you are an expert cock sucker feel free to suck me any time." He turned to the red faced Mark and leered saying, " You can lick my ass anytime you like lad, but don't get any ideas about sticking your hot cock in me I'm not into being fucked." The man introduced himself as Damien, and asked where his crewmates were and if they had saved their baggage and two bales. Jack told him yes it was ok they were aboard and having a meal, their bags and the parcels were safe on board as well. He then said, " Unfortunately your yacht has gone to Davey Jones's Locker, she sank just after we rescued the three of you. I hope you had her insured " Damien shrugged and said, " No she wasn't insured but that is no great worry she was getting pretty old and they would have been looking for a newer bigger yacht soon anyway." Jack thought the lack of concern was strange as young guys like these three wouldn't be overloaded with money usually, he thought that this needed further investigation later. He asked Damien if he felt ok and was told apart from a sore head he felt fine. Jack sent Conrad to find Damien's baggage so he could get dressed and join his friends. Conrad returned with a case and Damien opened it removing a pair of shorts and a polo shirt donning them without underwear. They led him to the mess deck and Jack joined the three young men while they ate. The conversation flowed but nothing about their trip was forthcoming, Jack gave up trying to find out where they were sailing from but found out they were heading for Sydney. Jack told them their next port of call was Brisbane so they would have a few days on the ship before they would see land again. The three men were quite relaxed about the time delay and didn't seem too worried, but Damien asked if he could make a phone call to tell people they were ok. Jack said that would be fine and they could use the radiophone in the morning. They finished eating and Jack took them to the head and showed them the showers and toilets then led them to a small cabin with 4 berths in it, saying this was for their use and they checked to see their baggage was stowed in the cabin. Jack left them and returned to his cabin waking Carl when he entered and switched on the light. The boy raised his tousled head off the pillow rubbing his sleep filled eyes, and grumbling at being awakened, Jack walked over and kissed his sweet young lips and apologised for awakening him. Carl snuggled back into the bunk curling around his pillow hugging it to him as if it were a warm human body. Jack stripped off his clothing and crawled into the bunk spooning against the boy's naked warm ass. They both dropped off into a deep sleep cuddled together. The next morning the captain awoke perspiring as the combined heat of their two bodies raised the temperature under the bedclothes, Jack felt his morning tumescence wedged between the plump little bubble butt of the sleeping Carl. He began to work the swollen pole back and forth inside the sweaty cleft of the boy's ass, Carl murmured in his sleep as the tool prodded him insistently. Gradually the fat purple helmet worked on the clenched pucker slowly stretching the boy till he opened fully and his tight pink ring slid over the smooth wet knob clutching tightly to the vein bulging shaft. Carl moaned as his eyes popped open in shock, then he turned his head and kissed the captain on his mouth, murmuring, " Oh my captain that is such a hot waking up present, to feel you filling my body with your hot tool. I love you so much." Jack looked into the sweet impish eyes of his cabin boy and kissed him softly on each eye lid, then chewed softly on his nose causing a giggling fit, as Carl giggled he pushed back and his ass swallowed the massive visitor into his back passage. Jack groaned with pleasure as he felt the silky furnace of Carl's anus absorb his cock, his young bowel muscles caressing his penis. The sensational massage sending him to the moon as the boy jigged on his pole. He hardly had to move and lay there allowing Carl's body milk his penis subtly. He felt his balls tingling and drawing up tight and he knew Carl was going to receive a full dose of cum and as he arched into the boy he exploded ramming deeper into the yielding young flesh. Carl moaned happily and blew his sweet load into Jack's hand, filling his palm with sweet boy juice. Jack waited till they both calmed down and raised his hand to his mouth tasting then filling his mouth with the pearly elixir from Carl's smooth young nuts. They lay there cuddled together joined as one until Jack decided it was time to arise and start the day refreshed and reinvigorated. They arose and Jack walked to the master's head with his penis still embedded inside Carl with the boy cuddled in his arms and the boy's legs grasping his buns. He reached out and turned on the shower adjusting the temperature then he waddled in with Carl clasped to his torso. They stood there with the water cascading over their sweaty bodies and Jack slowly lowered the boy to the tiled deck. His prick popped out of it's hot hideaway and the odour of anal sex filled the head as the juicy frothy mixture oozed from Carl's distorted rectum and ran down to the tiles as the shower washed over his back and legs. They showered washing one another thoroughly and then turned off the shower grabbed a towel each and dried each other off; they walked into the cabin and dressed quickly. Jack buzzed the galley and ordered their breakfast and Carl was busy making up the bunk and tidying the cabin. The galley boy arrived and tapped on the door, Jack bellowed, " Come!" The door opened and the young lad carried the tray in and placed it on the captain's desk, he turned to go and Jack thanked him and complimented him on his appearance, the boy swelled with pride as he left the cabin. Carl and Jack turned to and devoured the cereal, toast and marmalade washing it down with a hot cup of tea. Jack then arose from the desk and told Carl to return the tray to the galley and said he could assist the cook clean up and help wash the dishes. He left Carl to it and walked down to the radio cabin, he entered and asked if there were any messages, the operator told him that all was quiet and Jack advised him that Damien would be down to make a call sometime this morning. Jack then walked out and strolled out onto the wind swept deck, the crew had washed down the deck and the ship was looking spic and span, all ropes were neatly coiled and the sails drawing excellently. He strolled up to the poop deck and nodded to the third mate, Mr. Flynn. The mate saluted the captain and advised him that all was well and gave there position, they were off Taree and were 60 miles from the coast, Jack nodded and told the young man to carry on. He strolled aft to the stern rail and stood there watching the white wake as the ship loped along like the greyhound she was. His thoughts turned to the three new comers on the ship, his mind still wrestling with the thought of how they weren't depressed about the loss of their yacht, and how they made sure only they handled the two packages. What was in the packages they were quite heavy, probably 5 kilos each so the contents were pretty dense as they were only small about the size of a 5 litre ice cream container. He began to think they might be smuggling drugs from Asia into Australia or maybe meeting a ship off shore and picking up the illicite cargo out here. He decided they needed watching closely and decided to warn the mates and the boatswain to keep their eyes peeled when they were about. While Jack was up on deck mulling over the situation, Damien was entering the radio cabin, he up a microphone while the operator made contact with the shore base station, he then asked Damien for the number he wished to contact, he repeated the number and asked the shore operator to connect them. There were a number of clicks and a bit of static then a male voice answered, the shore base told the man that a call was coming through from the Siren's Song from a person named Damien. The voice replied ok that was fine and the operator said to go ahead, Damien began to speak to the guy and he was advised to be careful what he said. He replied, " Do you think I'm stupid? I don't need to be told to be careful, we lost the Sundowner when we hit a shipping container. We were picked up by this sailing ship and are heading for Brisbane." The disembodied voice said, " Ok that is cool, I'll organise to have you met there and picked up on arrival. You will have to let me know when you will dock in Brisbane." Damien replied, " Ok dude, I'll let you know when we are due in to port, Bye for now." He handed the microphone back to the operator who finished the call to the base station and signed off. Damien walked out and returned to his two mates in the small cabin they were allotted. He walked in to find them both stretched out in their jocks on the bunks, his eyes crept over the naked flesh and his eyes homed in on the two crotch bulges on show. He moved across and sat on the lower bunk where Joe, the 19-year-old Aboriginal was lying, he sat back against the legs of the lad and leant on his elbows eyeing off the well filled briefs. He could smell the aroma rising from the lad's warm crotch, as they hadn't had a shower for a few days on the yacht and were too tired last night to shower. The odour of unwashed genitals was intoxicating to say the least, and he could see the faint stains on the white cotton caused by piss and what looked like semen. He reached across and gently stroked the fine hairs on the lad's shin; the boy lay there without moving as his hand ran gently up and down the slim leg. Joe, if anything opened his legs slightly and Damien's fingers slipped between the soft flesh of his inner thighs. He looked across at Neil to ensure his eyes were closed as he dozed on the bunk rocking slightly to the movement of the Siren's Song, as she cut through the seas. Damien looked up to Joe's face to see a slight smile gracing his sensuous pouting lips as his dark brown almost black skin gleamed in the light from the porthole. Damien slowly moved his smooth hand gently up the soft supple flesh as he neared the bulging pouch containing Joe's juicy nuts. The lad was nearly purring as he felt the warmth of Damien's hand near his groin, he opened his legs a little more to encourage contact with his hot cum filled balls. He opened his coal black eyes and dreamily gazed into Damien's burning lust filled green eyes, he smiled widely opening his mouth to expose a beautiful set of very white teeth, which contrasted incredibly with his almost black sweaty skin. His pink tongue contrasted with his outer sooty colouring as he sensuously licked his full lips saying, " Gees Damien I wish I'd known you were into this while we were on the yacht, we could have whiled the time away having hot incredible sex together." Damien looked at him and grinned saying, " Oh yeah but what about Tony? He wouldn't have been to impressed with us fucking and sexing on the yacht, he is straight." Joe sniggered and said, " That's all you know, whenever you were on deck on watch we were having it off down here all the time." Damien sat there amazed that his two crewmates were gay or bisexual, he then remembered coming below and hearing a scuffle and silence in the cabin, and smelling the aroma of fresh semen but he dismissed the thought saying to himself, " Bull shit I'm getting stupid, it must be the long time at sea driving me potty." Damien looked stupefied as he digested the information Joe had given him, all the while stroking his way slowly up to the soiled bulging cotton briefs, the swollen pouch getting bigger as the lad's penis responded to Damien's stroking. Damien's hand finally reached and cupped the heavy balls and watched as the elastic waistband of Joe's briefs lifted slowly and the head of his black prick crept slowly out onto his flat lower abdomen. The swollen member was long and slim, its long foreskin covered the helmet but as it pushed out under the elastic the crimson knob began to show itself. The penis lacked the bulk of a fully mature man but was none the less a spectacular piece of manhood, the bright red glans was winking and oozing sweet fluid onto the hairless abdomen. Joe was groaning quietly as he became more and more excited from the soft manipulation being carried out on his full nuts. Damien lifted the leg band of his briefs and slipped his fingers into the warm sweaty moist groin area, he slid his fingers along the smooth skin in the valley between the thigh and the swollen scrotum. He felt the moisture and swabbed his fingers in the sweaty mix, he brought his fingers out and raised them to his nose inhaling the hot funky sweaty aroma of Joe's crotch, the scent made his mouth salivate and he licked the tasty salty mixture and purred happily. Joe was watching him tasting his sweat as he stroked the bulging dick. He had pulled his cock out of the tight briefs and was coaxing pre cum from his swollen sausage, his balls still bulging in the pouch of his jocks. Damien reached out and pulled the briefs down under the soft full ball sack and began to suck the smelly damp balls into his mouth as he breathed the spunky aroma of Joe. Joe opened his legs till he was stretched widely and Damien was easily able to access the swollen gonads as Joe lifted up and Damien pulled the jocks open and buried his face into the perineum below the nuts. Joe lifted right up breached like a spider as the incredibly erotic tonguing swabbed his sensitive pouch, Damien buried his head inside the stretched briefs and began to stimulate the tight chocolate ring guarding Joe's inner being. Joe began to mew little excited cries like a seagull, as he felt the hot wet tongue slobbering on his tiny tight ass lips. The almost hairless ring was shuddering and twitching as the tongue probed trying to gain entry, Joe squealed as he felt Damien broach his hole and the tongue insinuated softly into his crimson silky tube. Joe was shaking and trembling as his arched body began to tire he collapsed onto the bunk driving Damien down with him, causing Damien to bite his tongue as his chin hit the mattress. He pulled out from the briefs and the overpoweringly aromatic crotch as he nursed his aching tongue, the bite hadn't broken the skin but nevertheless it was hurting severely. Damien sat back tears in his eyes as his appendage sent bolts of pain to his bemused brain, Joe was apologetic and worried he had caused Damien pain and thought he may have bitten his tongue severely enough to cause bleeding. Damien opened his mouth to show the lad that he was worried about nothing and he bent forward to kiss the lads full lips. They lip locked and tongued one another as Damien's tongue recovered from the accident and soon they were exchanging saliva as they fenced with their fleshy cutlasses. The heat of their over sexed bodies caused sweat to break out as they kissed deeply and passionately, Damien began to work the tight briefs down over Joe's smooth velvety ass and soon they were removed and sent fluttering to the deck. Joe began to undress Damien and soon they were both locked together limbs wrapped tightly around each other as their throbbing hard dicks rubbed together between their flat firm muscled stomachs. Joe's breathing was becoming ragged and he was sweating heavily until Damien pulled back and looked at his heaving chest and tensed belly as his turgid tool twitched above his almost invisible nuts. Joe was battling trying to stop a premature ejaculation; his young smooth body teetering on the edge of the precipice, as his cum boiled in his roiling balls trying to escape up his shuddering sausage. Damien stood there clasping his tight shoulders as he watched the young man trembling almost out of control as his body tried to climax. Damien couldn't resist he squatted down and sucked the shiny pulsing ebony shaft into his mouth as Joe trembled watching his cock stretch Damien's pink lips as it thrust deep into his mouth and penetrated the soft lining of the man's throat. Damien began to pump back and forth on the rigid cock working his throat muscles around the sensitive oozing helmet. Joe was delirious as he thrust hard into Damien's sucking orifice, his body tensed as he lifted up onto his toes and began to erupt sending his semen directly into Damien's hungry guts. Damien was enjoying the sensation of the swollen cock throbbing deep in his throat but he pulled back so he could taste the thick creamy discharge on his tongue. Joe sagged, as his body finished discharging his seed, his trembling hands clasping Damien's bobbing head, as he tortured the juicy knob trapped in his warm mouth. Joe whimpered and pulled out of the sucking gob, his slippery cock dribbling saliva onto Damien's naked body. The silvery trail oozed down over the muscular pectoral pausing at Damien's erect nipple, as it split and ran around the nub, Damien raised his hand and massaged the juice into his chest as Joe folded over his shoulder in exhaustion. Damien slowly stood up and lowered Joe onto the bunk again, he spread the slim muscular legs wide baring his dark pussy to view, he knelt down and again worked his slippery tongue back into the pulsing ring. Joe whimpered and began to arch his back as he pushed out with his bowel muscles swallowing the wet probe into his hot depths. The taste of the humid depths inside Joe's anus was intoxicating and Damien plunged his tongue as far into the body cavity as he could reach his lips open wide surrounding the tightly stretched ass ring. Joe was moaning and wriggling about on the bunk, as the invading tongue pleasured him. Damien's muffled groans sounded as he twisted and turned his head and tongue as he sucked and tongued the rectum. Damien waited till he was sure Joe was excited to the utmost and he withdrew his wet tongue and pushed his fat knob against the still wet and pulsing sphincter, Joe whined as he felt the thick pink helmet stretching his ebony ring, he pushed down to ease the entry into his body. The cock punched deep into him in one swift thrust, Joe arched and tensed from the sudden filling of his body cavity, the pain as the tight muscle stretched burningly caused him to gasp and cry out. Damien remained buried deep inside the slim muscular body until he felt Joe begin to relax a little, Damien slowly drew back a couple of inches then eased forward again filling the empty space. Joe sighed and began to shake as the pleasure of his fucking took control of his being, he mumbled, " Oh gees Damien you are much bigger than Tony he is about my size you feel like a telephone pole embedded right up me. It feels like you will come out my mouth." Damien smiled at the compliment and began to service the young man's tight little ass, pumping slowly in and almost out, as he pleasured the lad, Joe was huffing and puffing excitedly as the swollen penis humped back and forth repeatedly. His grunting and groaning increased as Damien picked up pace faster and faster, deeper and deeper into his quivering bowels. Damien began to groan, " Oh Joe you are incredibly hot and so tight I wish I could stay in you for ever. I could die happy wrapped in your ass." Joe whimpered and said, " Oh gees Damien I've never been fucked like this before, I wish you'd let me know before that you - gasp- grunt- oooh gees were oooh fuck -were gay. We- groan - could have had a - oooh shiiiish - ball on the Sundowner - pant puff- I could have been reamed all day and night by- ooh gees pant- the two of you- grunt - groan- guys." Damien smiled as his face tightened and his body began to climax deep in Joe's hot ebony body, he tensed and cried out, " Oh bloody hell I'm giving you all my load it is fucking fantastic." His body turned rigid as his thick hard prick pulsed sending explosion after explosion of his cum deep into the lad's trembling shaking body. Sweat was pouring from both men as their bodies shook like earthquakes, their breathing whistling through their grimacing mouths as Joe exploded against their rigid abdomens. Joe's climax triggered a second smaller eruption in Damien's nuts and he fired a couple weaker spurts into the hot darkness joining the flood already coating the trembling bowels. They lay there satiated and exhausted till they regained control of their breathing, both bodies pressed together stuck with the semen Joe had sent joyously between them. Tony awakened by the sounds of their climaxes rolled over and rubbed his sleep filled eyes as he tried to focus on the sight on the opposite bunk. He finally cleared his vision enough to see his friends joined together naked and sweating on the bunk, he gawped in utter astonishment as he spluttered, " Sheeiiit what the fuck have we here?" Damien glanced across and said, " Just Joe and I enjoying each other, you asshole why didn't you tell me you two were having at it on the Sundowner? We could have had a much more exciting trip if you'd let me in on your secret." Tony looked guiltily at Damien then replied, " Well I didn't know you were into fucking guys, so why would I let you know about Joe and I?" Damien thought for a second and replied, " I suppose you are right I just can't believe you guys were at it without me knowing about it, there I was up on deck wanking my willy while you two were fucking like rabbits below me. I just can't believe you could hide what you were doing." Tony replied, " Well I'm sorry D but you appear so straight, I couldn't believe my eyes when I woke up just now. The sight of that gorgeous cock and body embedded in our aboriginal friend Joe is just so horny I could cum without doing anything." Damien rolled off Joe and lay there stroking his chest as Joe wriggled off the bunk and walked over to Tony's bunk bending down and swallowing his granite hard prick. Tony arched into his mouth and groaned, " Oh gees Joe I'm so close just lick my knob and I will flood your mouth." Joe complied with the request and tormented Tony's cock head and in seconds he was rewarded with a thick hot discharge of man juice filling his sucking mouth, he swallowed as fast as he could draining Tony's gonads completely and relishing the juicy pearly sperm. Dean waited for them to calm down and he suggested they all go to the head for a shower together, the three guys staggered off down to the head and walked under the showerheads turning on the water and washing the sweat and cum remnants from their bodies, While they were engaged in the showers Jack walked into their cabin and searched for the parcels, he found them tucked under the bunk against the bulkhead as far from sight as possible. He removed one and took his Swiss army knife out puncturing the canvas wrapping and obtaining a tiny amount of white powder from inside the parcel. He tasted the powder and grimaced it was pure heroin, he made sure the tiny puncture was not visible by rubbing the heavy canvass with his fingers causing the woven material to move a little and hid the tiny puncture. He left the cabin and hurried on deck to locate Mr. Wills, he found him with Nick, Conrad and Gerry in deep discussion on a navigational problem Nick was having with the sextant. Jack approached and called to the first mate, Mr. Wills turned and told the boys to carry on while he hurried across to the captain. They turned and walked up onto the quarterdeck, Jack told the mate what he had discovered, Mr. Wills told him he had suspected something like that when he saw how troubled the guys were about the packages until they had them back in their hands. Jack told the mate he would go below and alert the authorities in Brisbane of the situation and see what they advised, he left the deck and hurried below to the radio cabin and told the operator to get him the Customs office in Brisbane, then as soon as he was connected the operator and his runner were to leave the cabin and wait outside after shutting the door. The operator handed the headphones and attached microphone to the captain and he grabbed the young runner and left closing the door behind them. Here we leave the Siren's Song till the next chapter is written, I am sorry the chapters are slow in coming but my computers are not operating properly so please be patient I'm trying my best to get these chapters to you all. Justjames17.