Date: Tue, 02 Mar 2004 10:42:10 +1100 From: james robinson Subject: The Training Ship, Chapter22 This story is purely a figment of my imagination, it contains gay sex between Men & Boys, if this isn't your thing then please read something else, if you are under age please don't read it although I can't stop you. Your comments and ideas are eagerly sought, so please drop me an email at justjames17@hotmail.com. Remember that is the only reward we get as writers and please donate to Nifty to keep this facility free in the future. A reader, Oscar, has requested I publish a list of Characters who are and have passed through or are still aboard the Siren's Song so here it is, I hope it makes things easier for you all to follow the story. 1. Captain Jack, the craggy but randy captain and owner of the Siren's Song. 2. Mr. Owen Wills, young 1st mate and newly introduced to gay sex. 3. Mr. Richards, 2nd mate older man but although enjoys watching sexual play has yet to try it. 4. Mr Flynn the 3rd mate. 5. Carl, 13yo cabin boy lover of captain Jack. 6. Conrad, 19yo crewmember, in love with Chris. 7. Chris, 12 yo red headed boy loves Conrad. 8. Gerry, 13yo friend of Chris, sleeps in bunk below him. 9. Bruce, 20 yo fancies Conrad, shy, Black hair. 10. Trevor, 17 yo brown hair. 11. Alan, 17yo feminine slim blonde, bashed by Mark. 12. Mark, 21yo crewmember, jock type, blonde haired bear cub, taught about gay sex by Jack. 13. Jason, 17yo who visited ship in Sydney. 14. Chung, 16yo Asian friend of Jason visited in Sydney. 15. Andrew, 22yo crewmember bashed in Sydney on Geoff's birthday. 16. Geoff, 20yo crewmember bashed and raped by gang in Sydney with Andrew. 17. Nathaniel, 25 yo doctor, met & fell in love with Jack in Sydney. 18. Damien, leader of smugglers rescued by ship. Jump overboard after plotting to rape then kill Joe. 19. Tony fellow smuggler, jump overboard after raping and attempting to murder Joe. 20. Joe, 19yo aboriginal boy crewed on smugglers' yacht, the Sundowner. 21. Mr. Meade, the boatswain on the Siren's Song. 22. Nick, 14yo blonde swimmers body, joined in Sydney son of John. 23. John multimillionaire father of Nick. 24. Frank, Nick's sexy grandfather, lover of 13yo Gerry. 25. Alex, the lad killed in the first chapter. I think I've covered all the major players in the saga, forgive me if I've forgotten anyone. The Training Ship, Part 22. justjames17. Jack smiled happily as he walked out of the radio cabin, the sound of Nat's cheery young voice echoing in his mind. Mr. Wills approached from the opposite direction accompanied by young Alan, the effeminate 17year old blonde lad that Mark had beaten up so long ago. The first mate blushed as he saw the captain walking towards them; he was embarrassed because he thought the captain would guess where he and Alan were heading. He was taking young Alan down into the forward hold, the site of his initiation into gay sex by Jack and young Carl. He was going to enjoy a romp with the handsome lad in the privacy of the hold and he guessed Jack would realise where they were heading and why. Jack's mind was on other things as he smiled and nodded to the man and lad as he passed saying, " G'day Owen, Alan great day isn't it." Mr. Wills breathed a sigh of relief as he and Alan continued on towards the hatchway to the cavernous hold. Alan looked at the flustered officer and smiled at his obvious embarrassment, he nudged the man's ribs and winked at him saying, " The captain was in a happy mood wasn't he?" Mr. Wills nodded and relaxed a little as they reached the steel bulkhead, undogging the hatch they stepped over the raised lip of the bulkhead and entered the dimly illuminated hold. Owen led the boy to the area where he had been fucked and they both began to undress, Alan was quicker and more eager than the older man and was soon lying back naked on the bale watching as the mate dropped his trousers exposing his white Y fronts bulging nicely with his semi turgid tool and full nuts. Alan licked his sensuous lips as he ogled the growing mound as the man stood up hooking his fingers into the elastic waist band pulling the underpants out from his belly, the thick penis leapt up till it vibrated against the flat abdomen. Alan studied the smooth thick pulsing prick, it's smooth silky outer covering of skin showed the veins beneath as Mr. Wills' heart pounded heavily to pump up the thick muscle. Alan slid off the bale and knelt on the scarred timber deck as he sucked the throbbing penis into his warm wet mouth causing a gasp and then a purring groan from the man's chest. Mr. Wills grasped Alan's ears and pulled the handsome face hard into his hirsute groin grinding his pubic hair and mound hard against Alan's face, as the lad's tongue laved and teased the thick swollen shaft as the swollen purple glans scoured his stretched throat. Owen groaned as the boy worked his trembling excited tool and he was teetering on the edge when the lad pulled back sliding the thick hot meat out of his throat and mouth stopping the imminent eruption of semen. Owen groaned in frustration as Alan sat back on his heels and grinned up at him from the floor, the thick tool was oozing pre cum in huge dribbles as it trembled and jerked while he tried to stop it ejaculating by wrapping his hand tightly around the thick hairy base. Alan reached out to assist him by grasping and squeezing his tight drawn up nuts back painfully into their suede like sack A deep groan issued from the man as Alan squeezed his goolies hard pulling them from where they nestled hard up in his groin till they filled the wrinkled sack which was flattened against the base of Owen's rock hard cock. Alan then began sucking one ball at a time into his soft warm mouth as his tongue slobbered over the slightly hairy scrotum, Owen stood legs widely spread as he arched back moaning frantically while the blonde head was buried into his groin. Alan turned Owen around till his back of his thighs were against the bale and he gently pushed him back till he was lying on his back with his legs spread wide as he suckled on the tasty egg sized gonad. Alan's nose was inhaling the sweaty aroma of the man's groin and the musty odour from his tight ass; he dropped the nut from his mouth and began to lick the hairy crack as Owen writhed on his back on the Hessian covered bale. Owen lifted up a little as Alan moved his questing appendage wetly down into his cleft, he spread his legs wider trying to let the lad complete entry to his wrinkled little lips. Alan placed his hands on the soft underneath of Owen's thighs and began to push the legs upwards; Owen felt the effort the lad was making and lifted his legs up grasping his knees and spreading himself wide. The exposed smooth white ass was now opened in front of the lad's face as he studied the tightly clenched lips pursed in front of him. He extended the very tip of his tongue and let it dance delicately on the slightly extended wrinkled lips causing Owen to shiver in anticipation to what might occur next. Alan felt the lips twitching on his tongue tip so he began to poke the tip into the tight little mouth as Owen sighed and pushed against the questing tongue; the lips opened suddenly and seemed to grasp the tongue sucking it inside the hot rectum. The lad's tongue danced inside the funky tunnel tasting the inner man as Owen almost sang his pleasure at the invasion. His tight muscle clenched and relaxed on the invader as Alan sucked and swept his appendage about inside Owen's hot silky bowel, feeling the smooth strong tasting lining as he tongued the guy frantically. Owen's sounds of pleasure echoed around the huge hold as he revelled in the pleasures Alan was giving him, " Aaaargh, Ooooooh Geeeez Mmmmmmm, oooh that is too fucking much Alan I'm gonna blow my load any second Ooooooh Shiiiiiiiiit." Alan felt Owen tighten up as his body tensed preparing to climax, his tongue trapped deeply inside the spasming man's rectum, he saw the balls draw up again till they almost disappeared into the pockets each side of the throbbing penis then felt Owen spasm again and again as his hard cock erupted frantically sending rope after hot rope of creamy pearly seed all over himself and over his threshing head to land on the bale behind him. Nine huge gouts of man juice exploded from the swollen cock until the ejaculations died down to a steady oozing which slipped down the still pulsating penis to coat the thick bush of pubic hair. Alan knelt there in absolute awe at the incredible climax he had caused and wondered how long it had been since the first mate had ejaculated, he straightened up and began to lick the thick strong cum from Owen's panting body. By the time he'd finished licking every drop of juice from the man's still trembling flesh, Owen's breathing was almost normal but his happy murmurs sounded as Alan licked him clean. He watched the prominent abs tighten and relax as he tongued around the firm belly seeking any odd droplet of tasty juice he might have missed. He sucked the thick pubic hair to strain the spilt juice trapped in them spitting the odd wiry hair from his mouth as he vacuumed the area clean with his mouth. Alan began to rub his turgid cock against Owen's open crack and he was prodding his knob against the saliva-wet lips of the man's ass, Owen smiled dreamily at the good-looking lad and nodded to him. Alan pulled back and grasped his 6-inch prick and held it tightly as he began to ease it into the puckered lips, the feeling of his knob squeezing into the tight moist hole was incredible, he'd never fucked a guy before he'd always been on the receiving end of the cock. This totally new experience was unbelievable as he edged the fat knob slowly into the tight lips, which opened grudgingly to the invader, suddenly the resistance eased and his proud helmet popped inside the guarding muscle. Owen jerked and drew a hissing breath, as he felt the painful twinge of his ring stretching then snapping tight around the inserted member. Alan stayed still till he felt Owen relax a little then he slowly edged forward deeper and deeper into the unbelievably tight hot tunnel, Owen's muscles were revolting to the insurgent flesh and trying to expel him but this only caused more pleasure as his engorged cock forced deeper inside Owen's hot body. His cock was soon as deep into the lovely velvety tight glove that was Owen's bowels, he drew back feeling the muscles inside Owen gripping and relaxing as his thicker helmet slid greasily up the clinging flesh. He reached the tight elastic ring and then pushed fast and deeply back into the moist funky tube as Owen almost screamed his pleasure the sound echoing back and forth around the hold. Alan speeded up and strove to send his cock up into Owen's throat as he lunged and plunged back and forth his nuts smacking against Owen's back until they began to contract as Alan felt the joyous tingling as he neared his first fucking climax. He strained harder to force himself inside Owen then with a loud bellow he thumped hard and deep as he trembled and jerked spurting no erupting exploding in a frantic climax as his swollen cock emptied his seething sperm into Owen's clutching hungry body. Alan jerked again and again as he injected his creamy cum into the dark humidity of Owen's rectum, his cute bubble bum clenching as he thrust hard the deep dimples visible as his muscles tensed beneath his white satiny skin. Alan finally emptied his roiling nuts and collapsed onto Owen's sweaty chest as he almost fainted from the ecstasy of his first intercourse where he had been the aggressor. He felt his shrinking dick slowly ease from the wet claggy hole till it popped free and drooped onto his emptied balls, Owen whimpered as he felt the lad's sweet cock slid out leaving him feeling empty and bereft. They lay there caressing one another in the pink hazy afterglow of a joyous union then began to kiss and tongue dance as they regained their equilibrium. Their peaceful reverie was disturbed by the sound of a ship's siren from close by and Mr. Wills almost threw Alan aside in his haste to arise and get his clothes on. They hurriedly dressed and rushed from the hold slamming the hatch and closing the handles to lock it, they ran along the companionway as the siren sounded two short blasts again much closer this time. Mr. Wills burst through the hatch onto the deck to see the bows of a massive oil tanker bearing down on them at high speed he ran to the wheel to find the helmsman frantically spinning the huge wheel trying to turn the ship aside from the looming steel mountain of the tanker's bows. The tanker was swinging slowly to port as the Siren's song frantically turned to port to try to escape the imminent collision, the crew were standing frozen in time as they watched the huge towering black hull slowly moving away from them as both vessels turned away from each other. There was a resounding metallic crashing crunching sound as the Siren's Song trembled and lurched over to her port side as the tanker clipped her stern ripping the bulwarks and railings off over about 15 feet. The horrible sound of grinding metal shattered the air and the spray leapt high between the two hulls as if a depth charge had exploded close alongside. The screeching sound of the tearing steel sounded as if the Siren's Song was screaming in pain as she shuddered and rolled over on her port side taking water across her deck, several crewmembers were thrown across the deck to land in the water or onto the railings where they clung on for dear life. The ship slowly righted herself as the tanker steamed away slowing as her propellers gripped the aerated water, her engines went astern before the collision but due to her size and tonnage the propellers took some time to grip the water. The Siren's Song shook herself like a dog emerging from the water as she straightened up after losing all forward way. Mr. Wills threw a lifebuoy over the side to assist the two crewmen who were thrown overboard, and he ordered the shaken crew to launch the sea boat and rescue the lads. Everyone was worried about sharks after the Damien and Tony episode, so the boat was quickly in the water and frantically rowing to where the lads were clinging to the red and white buoy. They hauled the bedraggled lads and buoy over the gunnels and began to row back to the stationary ship, the tanker was by now over 3 miles away and turning slowly about to return to the site of the collision. Captain Jack was down in the radio cabin talking to the captain of the tanker, it turned out the huge vessel had been on automatic pilot, the helmsman was sitting back in the captain's chair on the bridge half asleep and hadn't seen the Siren's Song until too late. The ship's radar was on the blink and was to be repaired in Sydney when the ship docked to unload her cargo of crude oil. The technician's on board had attempted to repair the set but it had fused completely and burnt out several major components, they didn't have the spares needed to repair the unit. The ship should have had extra lookouts posted to take care of the problem but the captain had expected the helmsman and officer of the watch to be awake and on the ball. The officer of the watch was aft on the stern of the ship checking the vapour discharge from one of the huge oil tanks in the massive hull. The tanker finally arrived back alongside the Siren's Song, and the captain could see the damage done to the starboard side of the old ship, mangled metal trailed down her side where the railings dangled into the sea and a large rent was visible in the upper hull and the paint was worn away where the tanker had grazed her side. It was very lucky that the tanker had only grazed her side if it had t-boned her directly she would have been split apart and she would have foundered immediately probably with great loss of life the sailing ship was unable to turn away fast enough under the conditions at the time when she realised that the tanker hadn't seen her and was heading straight at her. When the tanker got closer the massive hull stole the wind from her sails and she was powerless to avoid the contact. In fact the movement of the tanker tended to draw the smaller ship into her path, sucking the hull towards the murderous steel bows. The damage was nasty but not incapacitating, the Siren's Song was able to continue on her way after the ships exchanged insurance details. The tanker's skipper wished the ship safe and speedy voyage to Brisbane where she would have to be repaired. The two vessels parted and the tanker began to belch foul black fumes as her massive engines throbbed and the two huge propellers began to churn the water to froth. She lumbered away slowly disappearing over the horizon as the clipper ship continued towards Brisbane. The crew began to cut the damaged railings free from the torn hull under the supervision of Mr. Flynn the 3rd mate, the job was arduous and dangerous, as they had to work over the side till the tangled mess fell free and sank into the sea. This removed the drag and the ship eased up a little and picked up slightly more speed. The lads working overboard were hauled back aboard by their safety lines and helped back onto the deck. The tools were returned to their lockers and the lads were sent below to change into dry clothes. Jack radio phoned to the insurance company and reported the accident and they said they would contact the authorities and set up an investigation into the incident. They advised that their insurance assessor would meet the ship in Brisbane to survey the damage and arrange for repairs to be carried out as soon as possible. Jack told them that the ship was on a training cruise and that they needed to be under way as soon as possible. The insurance company said they would do all possible to facilitate the speedy repairs and not delay the ship for too long. Jack decided to go below and inspect the damage from inside the stern hold, he collected Mr. Wills and the boatswain and the three men descended into the ship and entered the aft hold. Daylight filled the usually dim area as the sun shone through the huge gash ripped in the upper hull, the wrecked torn metal plates were crumpled into a mass of twisted steel and the gash looked like an open wound. Jack inspected the ship's ribs in the area and found three to be badly bent out of shape from the impact. The old steel was not able to resist the abuse of a tanker of over 80,000 tonnes and had given way to the incredible force of the impact; the collision and the damaged ribs had given the steel plates room to move, as they were no longer being supported. The hull breaching was well above the water line but the bent ribs were allowing the rivets to move slightly and the plates were beginning to weep as the sea tried to gain entry. Jack told the bosun to detail off a couple of the boys to keep an eye on the area in case things developed and the impatient sea breached the hull. The officers returned to the deck and Mr. Meade, the boatswain, called to Nick and Mark to go below and keep watch on the suspect area, he said, " Lads you have a very important duty to attend to, the hull has been breached and you must watch the hull to ensure things don't get out of hand. If you see any water flowing other than the current seepage I want you to warn one of the officers or myself immediately." Mark said, " Aye, Aye Mr. Meade, we will do what you order, thank you for placing your trust in us." The two lads hurried below and checked the damaged area to ascertain how much seepage there was, they then settled back on a couple of bales and began chatting, casually glancing back to the hull every few minutes. Nothing occurred for some hours and their attention began to lapse as they began to talk about sex, Nick was lying back with his tight shorts bulging trying to hold his fast erecting penis as Mark lay on his side watching the tenting increase as the blonde beauty got hornier and randier. Mark was stroking his boner as he watched the boy reposition his tightly entrapped pole, the slender honey brown hand sliding down inside the tight denim shorts clutching the firm pole and lifting it up flat on his belly. The pinkish knob squashed against the smooth muscular lower abdomen by the waistband of the shorts pressing the glans onto the dimpled navel as the shining engorged helmet oozed pre cum to fill the slight depression. Mark's eyes were riveted to the unbelievably sexy sight and his tongue crept out to lick his sensuous lips, Mark unzipped his shorts pulling them down baring his genitals as he wasn't wearing any underwear, Nick's eyes seemed to gleam in the light as he ogled the thick huge man meat exposed to his view. He reached out a trembling hand and just touched the hot tool with his fingertips gently caressing the monster as Mark sighed deeply and arched towards him giving him easier access. Nick's middle finger gently touched the oozing piss slit and picked up a fat droplet of clear juice sweeping it to his sensuous lips, he tasted the fluid then swallowed it hungrily. Mark wriggled as the finger tickled his sensitive helmet, he watched as Nick transferred the droplet onto this pink tongue tip then lasciviously slipped it slowly into his mouth. Nick smirked and hummed his pleasure at the taste of Mark's slippery sweet juice, " Mmmm so sweet babe, I love your taste, it is like the nectar of the god's." Mark grinned at the beautiful lad and replied, " Well if you would like a high protein drink come over here and fasten your face onto my hot tool. I feel ready to give you a good load." Nick slid from the bale and crawled across the timber deck licking his lips as he approached the older stud, he reached the bale where Mark was stretched out, his legs dangling down towards the deck. Nick took a foot in each hand and began squeezing and stroking the older lad's bare feet, slowly working his way up the hairy shins till he reached the bent knees, he bent down and kissed the kneecaps as his hands slid up onto the hirsute thighs. The thick black hairs tickling his smooth, still soft hands, as Nick stroked the muscular thighs, Mark spread his legs wide exposing his black haired boy fanny, the lips of his ass hole almost invisible in the thick hair. Nick continued slowly stroking the soft flesh of Marks inner thighs, as he pushed the legs further apart. He opened the groin area and the pendulous balls hung down in their soft hairy sack hiding the anus as they brushed the surface of the bale, Nick reached the apex between the thick thighs and looked closely at the huge balls snuggled in front of his face. His tongue exited his lips and touched the quivering sack causing Mark to whimper and open his legs even wider, Nick opened his mouth wide and sucked on a delectable tasty nut held in the soft thin flesh of the scrotum. Mark groaned loudly as he raised his legs up resting his heels on the bale with his legs spread as wide as he could, his legs at right angles to his pelvis. Nick sucked the second nut into his mouth nearly choking as it filled him to capacity, his tongue was teasing about the trapped flesh. Mark's head was rolling from side to side in frenzy as his scrotum reacted to the sucking mouth and laving tongue. Nick pulled back as he sucked hard on the full balls causing a flame of pain to shoot through Mark's body as the scrotum pulled out against the suction and tight lips, the fat orbs sprang from his pink lips and slapped down onto the bale causing Mark to draw a hissing breath of pain at the rough contact as his swollen nuts impacted on the rough material. Nick kissed the nuts as he lifted them up clearing the way to the dark perineum below the scrotum; he tongued the soft pouch of flesh causing Mark to tremble in hope that the blonde boy would tongue his brown eye. Mark laid back and raised his ass up as Nick continued his investigation of the sweaty hairy ass crevice, his tongue tasting the salty hairy flesh as he searched for the tasty lips guarding Mark's inner sanctum. Mark was groaning loudly as he felt the tongue move ever closer to his treasure trove, then he felt the sensuous tingling as the wet tip of Nick's tongue arrived at the door to his inner being. The tongue riffled across the wrinkled skin of his sphincter causing the muscle to twitch and open a little, Nick felt the tight entrance quiver and open slightly he poked the tip of his tongue into the lips, the muscle reacted by opening even more and Nick sent his wet appendage further inside the hot tunnel. Mark groaned and pushed down allowing Nick to fill him completely with his tongue, the flavour of Mark's ass caused Nick to salivate sending more lubricating saliva into the open hole from his tongue. Mark was arched in ecstasy his moans resounding around the almost empty hold as Nick began to insert two fingers into his brown rimmed opening, the boy stretching the tight hole further and further as he peered into the crimson wet depths of Mark's rectum. Nick spat a huge globule of saliva into the wide spread ass lips watching it slide down into the depths, he lined his trembling penis up with the spread lips and poked it inside Mark's body suddenly removing his thumbs allowing the stretched muscle to snap closed onto the shaft of his rigid cock. Mark moaned aloud and Nick winced as the tight rubbery ring closed sharply around his cock, Nick began to thrust in till his pubes crushed against the full nut sack then he moaned as he pulled back. The feeling of Mark's tight bowels causing intense pleasure as he backed and filled thrusting faster and deeper into the furnace of Mark's hot ass. Mark began to pant as he pulled on his prick causing his anus to tighten as he neared his climax this made Nick thrust harder and deeper as he tried to reach Marks belly with his plunging cock. Then with a dual roar of lust their bodies climaxed as one sending gouts of pearly semen from their swollen helmets Mark spraying over both their torsos while Nick painted Mark's insides heavily. Their gonads emptied till only a slight drizzle of thin liquid dribbled from their twitching pricks, Mark deflated onto the bale as if he was a punctured balloon as Nick folded down onto his heaving body. Their intense joy with one another deadened their senses to anything around them and they didn't hear the rattle of rivets letting go as the plates strained from the ship's movement through the water. There was the sudden clang as a plate collapsed and a gout of salt water spurted from the opening hole, the water spurted into the hold like a fire hose drenching both lads in their nakedness and after sex glow. Nick was thrown across the hold by the force of the water as Mark was washed over the bale to land on his back on the splintery soiled deck. Their clothing vanished as the water blasted around the bale, Mark struggled across the hold to lift the unconscious Nick in his arms as he tried to make his way towards the hatch. The force of the incoming water knocked Mark off his feet, he dropped Nick as he fell into the turbid flood. Mark frantically clutched Nick's ankle, as he was swept away and struggled to manhandle the unconscious boy around so he could grasp him securely. The filth of the hold washed around the lads as Mark crawled along the deck clutching at any support with his free hand dragging Nick's inert body behind him. Mark was constantly being knocked down by the surging sea, his strength ebbing as he tried to save both their lives. Nick's body seemed to be increasing in weight the longer it took to struggle through the flood, Mark found he had to stop more frequently to ease his aching arms and regain his breath, the flood was increasing as the sea worked another plate free from it's fastenings. Mark began to think they might never reach the hatchway and if they did could he find the strength to open the clips and pull the hatch open against the rising water. He again lost his grip on Nick's slippery torso as the lad sloshed away in the current; Mark dived back to gather the bedraggled lad into his arms again. They had lost many feet in the struggle and he looked towards the hatch finding it further away once again, he cried out in frustration, " Oh gees, can't you leave us alone, must you try to drown us?" Here we leave the ship as it struggles along towards Brisbane, water invading the hull unknown to the crew above as Mark struggles to reach safety with the unconscious Nick. Please let me know if you are still enjoying this story or should the Siren's Song founder off the north coast of New South Wales and sink into oblivion? I need to know if it is worth continuing the tale, as your emails seem to have dried up.