Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 01:42:40 -0800 (PST) From: james robinson Subject: The Training Ship: Tsunami This story is an imaginary saga, it never happened. It contains sexual events between adults and young boys, if you don't enjoy this material please leave now, if you are under age or it is illegal where you live to read this then please leave. My thanks to Paul for editing my fumbling attempts at writing, I hope you all appreciate his work. This story has been a long time in writing and I feel it is now time to bring the story to a close, I hope you steadfast readers enjoy this final chapter and I hope it stirs you to donate to the Tsunami Appeals around the world. These poor people need all the help we can give them, my prayers for those who died or were injured in this terrible event. Your comments can be sent to me at juzjamie17@yahoo.com or justjames17@hotmail.com. The Training Ship, Tsunami............................justjames17 The weather remained magnificent during our stay at the island but all good things must come to an end and the time for departure arrived. Our three days stay had flown past on wings as the crew all revelled in the pleasures offered on the tourist resort. Mr. Wills, the captain, used the pa system to arouse the boys from their bunks and much groaning and moaning echoed through the 'tween decks as the youngsters disentangled themselves from one another or just their bedding. The captain announced loudly, " Now here this! We are about to up anchor, report to your stations and prepare to get underway." The naked and semi naked boys rushed about locating their clothes pulling them on to cover their nudity and in some cases extremely hard erections, there was much jocularity as the boys giggled and teased, good naturedly about those sporting boners. Eventually Conrad, the first mate, descended to the cabin area and began to drive the youths up on deck with his barked orders. The lads spilled out of the hatchways and ran to their positions most racing up the ratlines to spread out along the spars ready to set the sails, Mr. Wills barked orders loudly and the sails were unfurled and they flapped loudly as the anchor watch worked the capstan raising the anchor. The Siren's Song slowly moved ahead as the anchor pulled her along until it broke free from the sandy bottom and the ship felt her freedom as her bow began to swing with the light breeze. She slowly turned showing the watching crowd on the island her graceful broadside as they waved and cheered her departing crew. The sails began to fill with the breeze as they were set to perfection and she began to forge ahead a small bone in her teeth as her knife edged bow cut through the azure blue sea. Her huge shadow blackened the sea bottom as she cruised slowly across the sunken coral reefs, fish dashing away in fright at her sudden and silent appearance overhead. Her speed increased as she turned away from the jewel-like island and the sound of the watchers' voices diminished in the distance. The lads, after setting the sails, scampered down the rigging back to the solid teak of her deck as Conrad ordered them below to breakfast. Mr Meade, the grizzled third mate, was at the helm steering a careful course through the treacherous coral reefs heading for the deeper waters of the Hinchinbrooke channel. The lads were settled below scoffing their meal of cereal, milk, and toast with jam or Vegemite while the ship swept on through the calm waters. Siren's Song slipped smoothly along at a steady 5 knots on the light Southerly breeze passing innumerable atolls and islands in this beautiful area. She worked her way North heading for her next port of call Townsville many miles ahead. Below on the mess deck, blonde headed Nick, (the 14 year old son of John the wealthy tycoon who had financed the refitting and restoration of the Siren's Song after the conflagration which killed the original captain, his lover and cabin boy) walked out to his cabin. He walked to his bunk where his bedding was mounded up and reached out pulling the bedding back to reveal a black haired head. The sleeping boy grunted and rolled over exposing his naked body with his erect 7inch cock hard against his abdomen, Nick grasped the hot silken tool and began to stroke it eliciting a moan from the boy. It was Kevin, the 15year old boy Conrad had saved when he swam from the shore to the ship. He had been sleeping aboard every night and wanted to stay on as a new student on the ship. He had stowed away in the cabin knowing the ship was leaving in the morning and he had been fucking and being fucked most of the night by the randy lads in the cabin. His tired body and mind had slept through the call to duty and even Nick's manipulations weren't awakening him from his torpor. Nick spread the lad's legs and peered at his swollen puffy red ring and could see the sticky milky semen oozing from the bruised anus. He bent and began sucking the crimson knob of Kevin's aroused tool eliciting another moan from the lad; he bobbed up and down rapidly working the swollen knob with his wet tongue. Kevin began to arch and stir as he became more and more excited his brown eyes opened dreamily and he looked down to see the blonde head bouncing at his groin. He reached down to grasp the curly locks and held Nick still as he humped into the sexy hot mouth. He humped a few times gasping out his pleasure then he rammed hard into Nick's mouth crushing his pubes into Nick's flared nostrils as he spewed his morning load into the hungry mouth of the gorgeous young blonde hunk. Nick drank his creamy milk down and licked his lips. Kevin lay there splayed out on the bunk his smooth tanned chest heaving as he breathed raggedly, Nick's fingers caressing his tensed abdominal muscles sensuously, feeling each of his firm well developed muscles and teasing his sexy button navel. Kevin giggled and gasped trying to escape the tormenting digits, his smooth tanned body writhing about on the bunk. The lad's body exuded the aroma of stale sex after the previous night's fun and games. Nick inhaled the scent and bent down kissing Kevin's lips saying, " You'd better get up Kev, have a crap and a quick shower then hurry to the mess deck before the grub runs out, otherwise you will miss out till lunch time." Kevin moaned and sat up, his stomach protesting and he emitted a foul smelling fart saying, " Oh gees Nick I've got to have a crap I'm so full of cum I think I might burst." Nick wrinkled his handsome face and nodded his head saying, " Too right you are babe you stink, that fart is really disgusting." Kevin got up and staggered across the cabin clenching his cheeks trying to hold the slimy mass in his bowels until he could perch his cute bum on the porcelain. Nick heard him unload in the head and he shook his head thinking to himself that Kevin must have about a gallon of guys' goop in his guts as he was taking it from both ends nearly all night. He wondered how they were going to explain to the captain about the stowaway, Would Owen Wills turn back to the island and send him ashore or would he sail on after radioing the island to tell them Kevin was aboard and asking what his parents wished done with him? Nick waited for Kevin to clean himself up and then he would ask him what he wanted to do, he lay back on the body-warmed bunk inhaling Kevin's aroma as he daydreamed and waited. The lad finished his ablutions and padded back into the cabin a white towel around his trim waist which accentuated the deep bronze of his smooth tanned body, Nick lay back with half closed eyes sensuously studying the fit young islander. He yawned and grinned at Kevin saying, " Gees Kev, you are a gorgeous hunk. Your body is so buffed and sexy." Kevin smiled at the blonde cutie and said, "Aaaw, come on Nick stop messing about. Let's go eat now. I'm starving." The two lads left the cabin and walked into the mess grabbing a tray each and filling them with food and sitting at one of the tables. They began to eat quickly when Conrad entered the area. He glanced around and spotted Kevin sitting there with Nick. He walked across and stood there with his hands on his hips and said, "Hello Kevin, what the devil are you doing aboard? You should be back on the island with your folks. Does the captain know you are here?" Kevin blushed and looked down at his plate while Conrad stood waiting to hear his reply. The lad replied quietly, "No Conrad, I stayed with the boys last night and I want to join the ship as a trainee." Conrad frowned at him and said, "Well you have gone the wrong way about trying to join the crew you silly bugger. You should firstly have asked your parents, then got them to contact the captain to organize the business. You will have put both the captain and your family offside by stowing away and that might preclude your joining the ship." He shook his head and said, " Come on Kevin, we'll go and see Mr Wills. You've got to front up and face the music." Nick said, "Conrad, my dad will pay Kevin's fees. There is no problem about finances as long as his parents say he can join us." Conrad nodded at Nick and said, "Come on you two, lets go see the captain now before we get too far away from the island. He may want to go about and sail back there." They walked up on deck and located the captain standing on the poop deck talking to Mr Mead. They approached the two officers and the captain looked at the approaching trio. He looked puzzled when he saw Kevin, as he didn't recognize him. Conrad said, "Captain we have a stowaway on board, this is Kevin, from the island, he's decided he wants to join our cruise." Captain Owen's face glowered at the lad as he looked him up and down then he looked at Nick and said, "Did you know about this lad stowing away Nick? I'm very unhappy with you if you knew he was aboard. The lad should have gone through normal channels and got permission." Nick blushed and looked at his feet, as he realized he had upset the captain who loved him intensely and he felt he had let the man down. He looked sheepish and mumbled, "I'm sorry Owen. I just wanted to help Kevin become a crewmember. I just didn't think about the problems it would cause. Please forgive my stupidity." Mr Wills glared at him. Then his expression slowly changed as he looked at his young lover's embarrassed visage, he eventually smiled and said, "Conrad, see if you can contact the island and get in touch with Kevin's parents there, explain the situation and ask them if they wish us return him to the island." Conrad saluted and hurried below to the radio shack. He asked Josh, the 16year old operator, to raise the island for him. He stood waiting while Josh called the island on the radiophone. The island answered and Conrad thanked Josh, taking the handset and asking to speak to Kevin's parents. He waited while they located them and he heard the voice of Kevin's father. Conrad explained what had occurred and asked if they objected to the lad continuing with them as a member of the crew. The man asked about the costs and Conrad said that the lad would have a scholarship to cover the costs. There was a muffled conversation while Kevin's parents argued the pros and cons then his mother asked to speak to Kevin. Conrad asked Josh to hurry on deck and bring Kevin below. The boy ran off and returned quickly with Kevin and Conrad handed over the handpiece to the boy. Kevin stood there listening to the tirade as his mother castigated him for worrying them this morning and not even leaving a note to let them know his plans, he kept mumbling that he was, "Sorry mum." The raised voice kept assaulting his eardrums as his mother tore strips off him. She finally ran out of puff and he apologized again and then she began to tell him to behave himself on the ship and she hoped he would enjoy his voyage. Kevin's face lightened and his mouth creased into a smile as he realized his parents were allowing him to go. His father took the phone and began to speak, telling him that the experience might turn him into a man instead of the lazy layabout he was now, then he wished him bon voyage and told him he loved him, while in the background he heard his mum crying. They hung up and Conrad grinned at him and said, "Welcome aboard Kevin, you are now a member of the crew. Come on spunky we'd better get you some clothes to wear, you look incredibly sexy in those Speedos but you can't spend all your time in them." Conrad led Kevin along to the storeroom, his hand caressing the hot firm arse cheeks through the silken fabric of Kevin's togs. He glanced down to see the lad's throbbing 7 inches of teen tool as it stretched the smooth Lycra and the fat knob battled with the restraining cord in the waist band. Conrad was remembering their evening after Kevin got into difficulties trying to swim out from the island and he had to dive in and rescue the floundering lad before he drowned. Kevin and he, along with young Chris, (Conrad's young now thirteen-year-old lover) had enjoyed a night of incredibly wild sex under the stars on the dark starlit deck of the ship. Kevin remembered the smooth feel of Conrad's body as he fucked his arse taking his cherry so gently; he stretched his hand across to fondle the growing bulge in Conrad's shorts. Conrad smiled at him and said, "Oh Kevin, you keep touching me like that and we are going to end up rooting madly in the store room. I can't forget the feeling of my cock ravishing your virgin hole that first night." Kevin grinned cheekily and said, "Oh Conrad, that would be fine, I'd love to feel your hot hard meat grinding my fanny as you fill me with your juice." Conrad opened the storage area and pushed the lad inside closing the door behind him, Kevin stood there in the middle of the area clutching his hard on and stroking it through his Speedos. Conrad fell to his knees and began licking and sucking the slippery material encasing the hot young tool, as Kevin arched forward causing his cock to protrude even more as it stretched the thin Lycra. Conrad's hand was cupping the lad's full nuts as he massaged them in their tight sack, Kevin was moaning excitedly as he swayed from side to side his muscles tensing and relaxing as his smooth tanned body gave way to the surges of lust coursing through his being. Kevin clutched Conrad's head tightly as he groaned and humped against the man's mouth, his cock was straining, tight and nearing his climax. He groaned loudly then said in a strangled voice, " Aaaargh, shit I'm going to blow my load. Conrad quick pull my dick out and suck me off." Conrad peeled the skintight swimmers off the lad freeing his pulsing straining boner, the crimson wet knob swelling and expanding with the boy's climax as his nuts drew up one on each side of his jerking twitching pole. Kevin gasped loudly as Conrad watched the balls twitch and he could see the swollen urethra pulse as a bullet of sweet sperm raced up the towering young tool. Conrad placed his soft lips around the swelling helmet as the juicy volley sailed forcefully out into his mouth and splattered on the back of his throat. That was the beginning of the deluge as Kevin's gonads erupted and spewed his semen into Conrad's hungry siphoning mouth. Conrad swallowed again and again to keep up with this virile young man's incredible sperm production but he managed to contain it all and drink his sweet offering. Kevin slowly deflated like a blow up doll with a slow leak, as he folded over onto Conrad's muscular back, Conrad could feel his hot quivering body pressing down on him as the lad gasped for air. Kevin panted, " Fuck I needed that. You are tops Conrad I've never had a blow job like you give. Nick is hot but he hasn't got the experience that you seem to have. Man you are unbelievable. I love it when you suck me off nearly as much as when you fuck my tight arse." Conrad allowed Kevin to recuperate as he licked and gently sucked on his tensed sensitive cock, Kevin was trembling with passion and excitement as he slowly came down from his high. The lad calmed eventually and he stood erect placing his hands on Conrad's shoulders to steady his still wobbly legs. Conrad waited till Kevin regained his equilibrium then he too stood up and he kissed the lad on his sweet pouting lips. Kevin returned the kiss with ardor as he whimpered softly his hands flying over Conrad's muscular body. He located the young man's erection and began to fondle him through his shorts as Conrad's breathing accelerated; Kevin looked into Conrad's eyes and said, "Can I suck you off now please?" Conrad sighed and smiled saying, "I thought you'd never ask, of course you can give me a head job. You've got me raging hard and horny so you'd better get to it quickly." Kevin dropped to the deck and ripped the man's shorts down freeing his fat cock and he dived on it stretching his lips to get the purple knob into his mouth. Conrad groaned as he felt the lad's warm wet mouth wrap around his rock hard poker and he began to thrust back and forth into the welcoming orifice. Kevin gulped and gurgled, gagging now and then as Conrad's lusty log filled his mouth and penetrated into his soft throat. Conrad revelled in the boy's mouth as he entwined his fingers in Kevin's black hair, holding the boy's accepting face in position as he thrust in and out. Conrad knew he wouldn't last long and he gritted his teeth trying to hold back his explosive culmination as Kevin serviced him enthusiastically. He felt his legs tense and he moaned loudly as that fire built hotly in his balls. His muscles tensed as he battled to hold back. Then with a bellow he erupted forcing his tool far down the choking lad's gullet. Kevin's eyes bulged as he tried to breathe. Then he found he could draw air through his nose, he felt the thick man cock throbbing deep in his throat. He tried to pull back to taste the thick cream but Conrad had a fierce grip on his head as he climaxed. The eruption slowed and Conrad eased back from the struggling lad's throat and Kevin finally succeeded in tasting the final dregs of the man's discharge. He tongued the oozing knob sucking the last dribbles of creamy thick spoof. Conrad withdrew his still erect wet saliva coated penis and wiped it back and forth across the boy's flushed face as he tried to catch the tool with his open cum stained lips. Conrad lifted the boy to his feet and kissed him sending his tongue foraging for the last remnants of his cum in the lad's mouth. They tongue tangled for some time then Conrad pulled back saying, "Come on sexy one let's get you kitted out and up on deck to face the captain." He sorted through the clothing picking out shorts, underwear and t-shirts with the ship's name emblazoned on them, in Kevin's size. The lad pulled on the briefs then the shorts and finally he donned the shirt as Conrad ruffled his hair as it appeared through the neck hole. Conrad stood back and inspected the boy nodding at his neat appearance then he said, "Well now you at least look like a member of the ship's company. You look very cool Kevin. Let's get up on deck now, you have to face the music." Kevin bent and picked up his flimsy swim trunks and they walked out into the companionway, as they passed the boys' cabin he tossed the Speedos inside onto a bunk near the entrance. They walked up on deck and squinted in the bright sunlight as they surveyed the vast deck area. Captain Wills saw them appear. He stopped talking to Nick and he bellowed across the deck, "Mister Conrad bring that young stowaway here at once please." Conrad led the shaking Kevin across the deck and they stood in front of the stern looking man. Mr Wills eyed the boy up and down for some time not saying a word but adding to the lad's discomfit by his silence and intense glare. Nick was trying to keep a straight face as finally the captain smiled slightly and put out his hand saying, "Welcome to the Siren's Song young fellow. I hope you enjoy and learn from this cruise." Kevin relaxed, relieved by the anticlimax and the captain's words as he shook hands and smiled back. Owen looked at Conrad and said, "Put him in the port watch with you and Nick. That way you can keep an eye on him and steer him the right way." Nick laughed and said, "Hooray Kevin you are in the best watch. All the really cool guys are in the port watch and you'll enjoy yourself." Conrad growled, "You aren't here to enjoy yourselves you are here to learn." Nick guffawed and said, "Yes Mr Conrad sir, we'll learn heaps don't worry about that." Captain Owen reached out his arm and swatted Nick's tight butt saying, "Enough of your cheek young Nick or you'll be in trouble tonight. You will sleep on the hard deck in my cabin." Nick looked forlorn and contrite but his sparkling eyes indicated his hidden mirth as he dropped his head theatrically and said, "Please no captain I'll be good. I would much rather sleep in your bunk than on the hard teak deck." Mr Wills smiled and winked at the young blonde stud. He reached out his hand again but instead of swatting Nick he fondled the curvaceous mounds of his tight buttocks. Nick looked up into his eyes and smiled sweetly as his penis began to stretch his tight shorts, he wriggled seductively on the man's hand and sighed softly. Kevin watched the display of tenderness and grinned broadly. Then Conrad said, "Well come on you two lazy lads let's get busy. You two can join the deck washing crew so go grab a bucket and start working." The boys dashed off and began to swab the deck with mops while others were on their hands and knees holystoning the deck. Conrad walked back and stood next to Owen. As they chatted quietly, Owen said, "He is a fine young specimen of a teenager that Kevin, he seems to be well built in all aspects from what I can see. He looked absolutely stunning in those tight Speedos he came aboard in." Conrad nodded vehemently and said, "He is a very delectable lad and he loves sex in all ways. I took his cherry that first night he tried to swim out to us. He took my cock like a pro hardly showed any discomfort at all. He ejaculates like a stallion when he blows too and he tastes almost as sweet as honey." Owen smiled and said, "I think I'll have Nick bring him to my cabin when he comes down tonight, you don't mind do you Conrad?" Conrad shook his head and replied, "Not at all Owen, I will take my little lover Chris to bed tonight. We haven't been able to get together much these last few days." They stood there watching the boys working and checking the trim of the sails to ensure they were drawing wind properly. The sight of the boys kneeling on the deck scrubbing away with their sexy little arses stretching their tight shorts was most distracting and both men were showing semi hard cocks as they watched. Young Chris was on his knees and Nick was mopping close by and he slid the mop head between the boy's legs from behind and rubbed the handle in his widely spread arse crack. Chris giggled and wriggled back on the wood as Nick laughed and said, "You horny little devil Chris you need a good fucking." Conrad growled in mock anger, "Keep your mop to yourself young Nick or you'll find it embedded up your little hole and that's a promise. Then you will have to do your mopping squatting down and that won't be very comfortable." Nick quickly removed the offending implement and quickly started mopping again as the captain and Conrad sniggered together. Chris looked over his shoulder at Conrad and wriggled his cute little arse seductively. Conrad wolf whistled softly grinning at the young lad and winking provocatively. Chris beamed and wriggled even more as he scrubbed busily. Captain Owen smiled and looked at Conrad raising his eyebrows as Conrad burst out laughing. He turned away and gained control of himself then hurried forward to stand in the bows watching a pod of dolphins playing on the pressure wave created by the ship's bow. The Siren's song romped north as the wind picked up in the forenoon and she was soon heeling over as she raced before the strong breeze. The sea inside the reefs was dotted with atolls and islets, each one like a jewel under the tropical sun. Scattered through the area were many fishing boats and cruising yachts navigating the protected inshore waters. They hauled away allowing the graceful old clipper ship right of way as they watched her go past, a creamy white wave at her bow and a ruffled wake aft. The crews all waved happily as she slid silently past them causing the yachts sails to begin slatting as she stole their clean breeze with her tall masts full of canvas. She continued up the East Coast day by day, the boys learning the arts of the bygone sailing era. They learned to navigate with a sextant, a lost art these days with Global Positioning satellites taking the place of man and the eternal stars above. Their young bodies bare except for shorts or Speedos were bronzed and glowing with health as their muscles developed with the hard work hauling ropes and climbing up into the rigging to adjust the sails. They were all looking like young gods, their hair bleached by the sun and their bodies full of healthy vitality. The nights below were filled with the sounds of sexual delights. Moaning and groaning filled the hull as youthful bodies writhed and wriggled as they thrust in and out of one another's tight chutes. The aroma of sex filled the air as gallons of boy cum was ejaculated every night into boy arses and throats. The captain took Nick and Kevin to his cabin night after night and the three guys enjoyed raunchy sex together. The first night set the pattern. Owen arrived below decks after setting the night watch. He walked in to find Nick naked and lying spread eagled on the bunk with Kevin between his long slender thighs, his face buried in the blonde boy's hairless arse. The loud slurping sound accompanied by Nick's high pitched humming wail, Nick's head tossing about on the mattress, as his hands clutched the blanket, his smooth abdomen contorting as his body reacted to the stimulation of the older lad's agile tongue. Owen would strip off his clothing and walk to the bunk climbing up onto it straddling Nick's heaving chest and pushing his penis into the boy's partly open mouth. Nick would begin sucking Owen's small 5inch penis while Kevin burrowed into the captain's spread cheeks. Owen would squat there bent over Nick's head his hands clenched holding the pillow as he groaned sensuously to the gentle laving of Kevin's wet hot tongue on his pulsating tight ring. The nerve endings in the tight muscle lips began to twitch and send tingling messages through his receptive body to Owen's brain and to his erect penis in Nick's sucking mouth. Owen writhed, his cock ramming in and out of Nick's sweet mouth as Kevin really began to eat out the captain's tight arse. Owen was soon begging Kevin to fuck him and root him deeply with his hard teenaged tool. Kevin, excited to the point of almost spraying his sweet juice onto the deck immediately rose up and knelt behind Owen between Nick's thighs and tried to position his throbbing cock into the captain's twitching ring. Several missed attempts then he centered his hard young meat on the pink wrinkled lips, his smooth crimson blood engorged tool pulsed as he pushed hard into the resisting ring of muscle guarding the sex hungry man's inner being. Owen moaned as he felt the silky knob caressing his tightlipped opening. He realized the lad was going to have difficulty opening his tunnel so he pushed down grunting and then he gasped as the lad's pole penetrated his inner sanctum. The searing hot pain of his stretching ring screamed through him as he rammed his cock hard into Nick causing him to cough and gag at the unexpected speed of Owen's cock fucking deeper into his gullet. The captain arched up his head thrown back as he felt Kevin's thick young cock stretching his velvety innards, the smooth crimson knob rubbing over his aroused prostate gland. Owen was groaning loudly as Kevin fucked his steely tool (out??) back then rammed it back crushing his body against the man's firm stretched arse cheeks. The lad's balls colliding with Owen's hangers causing them both to grunt at the sudden pain, Kevin pulled back slowly enjoying the superb sensation as the captain's colon muscles rippled around his sensitive oozing knob. The boy pulled back until the man's tight ring clenched around the edge of his swollen helmet. He stayed there feeling Owen's sphincter tighten and loosen as his body pulsed erotically. He moaned and began to slide smoothly back stretching the crimson lining of the captains rectum then stroking into his writhing colon as Owen pushed back onto him. Nick was sucking happily like a baby on a teat, enjoying the silken smooth shaft as Owen backed up then advanced again as Kevin pulled back, seesawing in and out of the blonde boy's hungry mouth. Nick gathered Owen's hairy ball sack into his hands and began to knead them, gently squeezing the swollen pulsing orbs to increase the man's enjoyment. Owen was groaning, panting with delirious lust as he was serviced from both ends. His frantic motions causing both lads to rise up the sexual slope with him until he reached the pinnacle and screamed blowing his thick pearly semen into Nick's suctioning mouth and dragging Kevin over the edge so he pumped rope after rope of teen cum into the hot writhing bowels. The lad was blowing like a whale as he gasped for air, his muscular young body rigidly rammed deep up the captain's tunnel, as the man's pulsing prick filled Nick's gulping throat as he tried to swallow the excited voluminous volleys of strong tasting sperm. The climax eased and Owen rested on his knees and hands while Nick sucked the last vestiges of his ejaculation from his semi aroused cock. While Kevin, his arms wrapped around the man's shoulders, rested on his back shuddering as he oozed his sweet juice in a final trickle into the cum flooded chute. The sound of heavy breathing drowned out the surging of the ship knifing through the seas. Owen collapsed onto his side pulling his now flaccid cock from Nick's lips as the boy licked them clean. Kevin rolled with Owen trying to keep his still aroused cock inside the hot tunnel. Once they were comfortable Kevin began to hump Owen again, his tool slipping easily on the thick coating of his cum already filling the hot rectum. Owen groaned and said, "Oooooh, don't you ever give up Kevin you are insatiable?" Kevin giggled and gritted his teeth as he humped faster and harder trying to bring off a second climax. Owen was grunting in time to his pounding. Nick began to suck on Owen's balls while watching Kevin's well greased cock slipping in and out of the puffed red anal muscle. It took the lad twenty minutes to build to his pinnacle and he was sweating heavily his slippery hot body rubbing on the captain's as he rooted faster his climax rapidly approaching. The sound of cum being forced out around Kevin's rocketing rod resounded wetly squelching through the cabin, then with a loud wheeze the lad erupted again deep inside the man. His fresh load mixing with the frothy residue of his first more copious deluge as Owen writhed on his fat throbbing prick. They both collapsed exhausted on the bunk while Nick began to lick the treacle leaking from the captain's swollen ring, he tongued up the thick frothy mixture relishing the strong flavour of the combined juices as his tongue licked and scooped up every tangy drop. Owen was moaning at the soft wet touch to his very hot arse and he reached back to open the firm orbs of his pummeled behind to assist Nick's access. Nick finished his snack and turned to lick Kevin's sticky pole. He sucked the limp dick into his sweet lips tonguing the knob sending hot surges through the satiated lad. Kevin's penis answered the call and soon was standing at attention as Nick slobbered hungrily all over it. Kevin groaned loudly as he felt his nearly exhausted nuts tighten once more from the persistent ministrations of Nick's experienced tongue, he tightened up as he groaned again then Nick was rewarded with a lovely mouthful of sweet teen cum direct from the lad's throbbing tool. Nick finished draining Kevin's tight balls then slowly slides the 7-inch gorgeous tool from his wet lips and sat up watching the two exhausted guys as they quivered on the rumpled bunk. They settled down to sleep as Nick edged his tight buttocks onto Owen's cock and they dropped off to sleep in minutes. The ship glided on through the night her sails reflecting the red and green navigation lights and the eerie green glow of the phosphorescence as she silently slipped through the shining sea, as her hull disturbed the microscopic creatures in the dark waters. All was peaceful with just the night watch on duty and they were enjoying the balmy night and the peace and quiet of the sleeping ship. Dawn broke in the East, turning the top sails golden and as the sun climbed from it's bed the sails reflected back the light. The tired night crew squinted their eyes at the glare preparing to change with the watch stirring below in their bunks. The boys below were awakening, their bedding tented with the multitude of very tumescent cocks saluting the day. There was much activity as hands began playing and wanking each others erections, some lads turning on their sides to accept their bunk mate's hard tool up their tight anal openings. Groans and sighs echoed about the cabin as boys reached climax and began to spew their night's build up of cum from their young gonads. The activities quickly reached the pinnacle as their young bodies bucked and writhed together in an orgy of sexual delight and fulfillment. Their pleasure over at the bellowing of Conrad's voice calling them to arise destroyed their sexual bliss as they came down to earth with a thud. Young naked bodies left their rumpled warm bunks leaving behind the aroma of their sleeping bodies and their just finished ejaculations as they stumbled towards the showers and head. There was much horseplay under the showers with arses grabbed and tools wanked as they washed, then they dried off and pulled on their clothing and trooped off to the mess for their breakfasts to recharge their young growing bodies. The meals over they were ordered on deck to carry out the usual day's work and maintenance under the watchful eyes of the Conrad and the captain. This routine continued day after day until they arrived at Townsville. They sailed past Magnetic Island and anchored off the city, the boats were launched and the lads rowed into the shore dragging the heavy hulls up onto the sand and were greeted by a mass of people who had collected when the ship was first sighted. They were all asking questions and the boys were flat out answering them all, Conrad quietened things down and the lads dropped their shorts and polo shirts to stand there in their Speedos emblazoned with the name of the ship. The crowd stood there watching this display of teen and preteen beauty as the boys readied themselves to go swimming, one guy at least was salivating at the delightful display and his predatory eyes were locked onto Nick's superb body. The man, a huge guy at least 190 cms, 6'4' tall and powerfully built weighing about 250 lbs or 114kgs was watching every move of the smooth young swimmer as he played with his huge 10inch cock hidden in his loose board shorts. He wanted Nick and swore to himself at the slightest opportunity he was going to have this nubile smooth young lad, he wanted to split his arse open as he pinned him onto his huge fat tool and fucked the boy stupid. He watched every move as the lads ran to the water and dived in, he sauntered down and walked slowly out till the water was lapping his navel then he looked about to locate the stunning blonde hair of his prey. He saw Nick on Kevin's shoulders as they wrestled with two other lads trying to unhorse one another. He watched Nick grinding his beautiful cock into the back of Kevin's neck and wished it was him holding onto those sleek muscled thighs and enjoying the heat of that nice tool on his neck. He hovered about watching the boys' horseplay and at one stage Nick was thrown off balance his body arched back, displaying his crotch filled to bursting with a delicious hard on stretching the red flimsy Speedos, as he wind milled his arms trying to regain his balance. His attackers pressed their advantage and he fell off Kevin's shoulders as Kevin too fell over, Nick resurfaced spluttering, laughing and shaking his head, his golden locks flying as the water flew like diamonds through the sun filled air. The man licked his lips in anticipation, he saw Nick beginning to swim out deeper towards him, the lad swimming swiftly and smoothly displaying his years of training. The man maneuvered into a position where Nick would have to swim into him and waited there as the young sea nymph approached swiftly. Nick collided with the man and began to sink as he lost his equilibrium. The man's powerful arms gripped him tightly and Nick felt the guy's hand cup his still semi hard cock. He lifted his head up and stared into the steely blue eyes as his cock twitched and roared erect again. The man smiled as he felt Nick's penis grow in his grip. He squeezed the young boner and said, "G'day young fella, that is one exceptionally nice cock you have there." Nick grinned at him and said, " Do you think so? Thanks dude for the compliment." The man was amazed at how casual Nick was about him feeling him up and was taken aback slightly as he expected the boy to struggle and fight him off or try to anyway, instead the sexy young lad was accepting his fondling and thanking him. He continued to fondle the straining cock and he jerked as he felt Nick's hand slip in under his waistband to feel it's way down to his fat throbbing monster. He saw the mischievous gleam glow in Nick's eyes as he located the huge boner and begin to massage the plum sized helmet spreading the issuing pre cum around the tip. The man shivered and sighed as he slid his fingers in under the tight leg band of the boy's togs, he slid across the swollen perineum and found Nick's twitching little pucker. Nick moaned and smiled dreamily up at the man who was putting pressure on his anal opening, the man's fat finger breached his anus and Nick gasped as the huge digit entered him. He opened his mouth grimacing a little in pain then he bent down to bite the guy's aroused nipple. The man now flinched and gasped as Nick ground his teeth on the aroused little hard nub. Both guys were now aroused completely and groaning in a sexy duet, the man's finger was fucking Nick's sweet arse as the boy bit and suckled on his nipples. The stranger didn't realize that Nick was a boy whore who loved male sex and had been brought up on it by his father and grandfather who both rooted his little bum and loved him to fuck them as well. Nick lifted off the man's chest and said, "Hi I'm Nick what's your name?" The man looked at him and said, "I'm Scott, nice to meet you Nick, you are one exceptionally horny young man. Would you like me to fuck your tight young arse?" Nick smiled and nodded saying, "Yes I would I thought you'd never ask me." The man said, "Where can we go? Back to my hotel or where?" Nick said, "What's wrong with us fucking right here in the water?" Scott looked perplexed saying, "But all your mates are swimming nearby, aren't you afraid they will see us?" Nick laughed and said, "No they all know what fucking is. We do it all the time on board the Siren's Song." Scott stood there dumbfounded at the openness of this gorgeous youngster and slid a second finger up his well-used young arse. Nick said, "We'd better go in a bit or I'll drown when you lower me onto your tool, it's too deep out here." Scott waddled in shallower until Nick said, "This will be fine Scott, now pull down my togs as I pull yours down then I'll tuck my legs around your back and you can slide that monster into my chute." Scott did as requested and he felt Nick's legs slide smoothly around his wet waist as he settled his spread bum onto the huge fat crown of the throbbing penis. Scott held the boy's slim waist and gradually pushed up into his perfect pussy feeling the tight lips grip his enormous tool as it penetrated his young body. Nick arched outwards as he felt the painful stretching of his wrinkled ring, he gasped and whimpered but gritted his teeth and persevered. The pole slowly penetrated his young red hot cavity sending massive messages to his reeling brain, Scott kept pausing every couple of inches letting the boy relax again before continuing. Time passed slowly until the full 10inches was wedged tightly up inside Nick's slim trembling body, his bowels writhing about on the hard warm tumescent tool. He felt Scott's thick bush press against his arse and settled himself down onto the man's groin taking every piece of that massive monster, his body aching with a dull throbbing pain as he tried to adjust to the invasion and gradually he became comfortable with Scott's insertion. He smiled at Scott, sweat beading his wide smooth young forehead and said, "Shit I've never felt anything like this in my life I feel as though I'm going to explode any minute, and it is utterly awesome." Scott was mute, his brain sensing the wonders of Nick's guts as the caressed his cock, was so overwhelmed he was speechless, he'd never enjoyed anything like this before and the incredible heat and tightness around his throbbing member was utterly mind blowing. He felt that if he moved his cock would explode and his climax would be over so he stood there holding Nick on his cock motionless. The lapping of the warm gentle waves was almost sending both guys over the edge so highly strung were their nerves, Nick wriggled teasingly eliciting a deep guttural groan from Scott as the man's cock felt the tight scabbard move on his impaled sword. He couldn't contain himself any longer and he clutched Nick's hips lifting his body so his chute slid sensuously up the engorged penis, he stopped when he felt the tight elastic muscle grip the corona of his knob then he pulled the boy back on like a hand into a tight glove driving his tensed tingling tool back into Nick's guts and that was it. Scott tensed trying to control himself but the stimulation triggered his orgasm and he erupted spewing his creamy thick lava up into Nick's throbbing hole as Nick climaxed at the same time his sweet semen floating up onto the surface of the water, to float there in pearly globules. Both guys stood there trembling and spasming as their nuts spewed rope after rope, their eyes were tightly closed as they spurted over and over. Finally they came back to earth and opened their eyes, there surrounding them were all the lads who were clapping and cheering them. Scott looked embarrassed at the circle of young tanned faces all beaming happily and Kevin said, "Well done guys that was awesome to watch you two just exploding in unison and so fast I couldn't believe how fast you peaked." Scott slowly pulled his now flaccid but still large cock out of Nick's gaping ring; Nick turned over clutched Scott's shoulders and floated his body out towards Kevin. He looked over his shoulder and grinned at Kevin saying, "Want to eat me out Kev? There is about a gallon of Scott's spoof in me, enough for everyone to taste him if you want to." Kev dived in and stuck his tongue into the crimson gaping tunnel he sipped on the frothy elixir then pulled back allowing the next lad in to taste the strong juice. All the lads in turn tongued Nick while he kissed Scott and they tongue danced together. Conrad was the last to eat out that sweet young fanny and when he finished he said, "Ok lads we have to drop off our mail, pick up the incoming mail and some provisions so we'd better get cracking." He smiled at Scott and said, "Thanks Scott that was some great entertainment you shared with us all. I'll leave Nick with you till we return if you'd like." Scott smiled and said, "Thanks mate I appreciate that, he is one very special young man I think." Conrad nodded and said, " He is that, an exceptionally special guy. The ship would be lost without him aboard." The crew waded ashore leaving Nick with Scott, they had pulled their swim gear back on and they too waded ashore to lie together on the beach on Scott's extra large towel. They chatted together and Scott fell deeply under Nick's spell and when the lads returned Scott's heart fell as he realized he was about to lose the charming young man forever. He pulled open his beach bag and opened his wallet retrieving his business card saying, "Nick I'm giving you my card can we keep in touch I'd love to see you again sometime." Nick took the card thanking him and saying that he too would love to meet again sometime after the ship returned, but they were bound for Indonesia before returning via Darwin and the West coast until eventually returning to Melbourne some months into the future. He told Scott that if he wanted he could call the ship on the radiophone when they were at sea. Scott wrote the ship's name on one of his cards and tucked it away in his amply filled wallet, they gave each other a quick peck on the lips as people were standing about watching the boys loading the long boats. They parted sorrowfully and they pushed the boats back into the water jumped aboard and threw their weights onto the oars to get the heavy craft moving slowly back out to the anchored ship. Both steersmen in the sterns had the delicious view of the straining young bodies struggling to row the laden craft, the young bodies, every muscle taut and their sweet cocks and balls moving about in their silky Speedos as they strained manfully at their task. Conrad in the stern of the leading boat had a raging hard on watching the sexy young guys rowing and straining, Nick was also manning the stern sweep in the second boat and he too was nearly splitting his flimsy togs as he ogled the array of talent in front of him, even the youngest lad, Chris was truly an amazing sight as his bronzed 13 year old hairless body struggled with the oar. They reached the Siren's Song and tied up alongside as they unloaded the stores and the mailbag, the boats were swung aboard and hosed down to wash off the salt then snuggled into their chocks and lashed down tightly. The crew then were told to relax and if they wished they could swim over the side but someone must stay on board up in the crow's nest watching for sharks and in case anybody got into difficulties. Josh the radio operator and his friend Mick volunteered to be the lookouts and they scampered up the ratlines to the crow's-nest and settled there watching everyone below. The boys began leaping overboard and swimming about the ship happily, ducking one another and groping each other while trying to pull off each other's togs. Mr Meade the grizzled old third mate leaned on the railing with Mr Flynn the first mate watching the lads, a smile on his weathered face as he surveyed the young talent, he wished his great nephew Timmy was here to enjoy the fun. His eyes became dreamy as he thought back to Brisbane when the impish 9year old had slid onto his erection as he slept, his cock began to erect as he reminisced and he reached down to adjust it in his baggy shorts. Owen came on deck dressed in his Speedos and walked across standing next to the older man and said, "They are enjoying themselves aren't they I'm going to dive over and join the fun." Mr Mead looked at his captain's neat lithe body and said, "Have fun captain it is a great day for water sports." Owen climbed onto the railing poised there then sprang into the air and gracefully entered the water with hardly a ripple, he surfaced and was immediately mobbed by struggling youngsters as they attempted to climb onto him and duck him underwater. A melee developed but finally the weight of numbers took its toll and the captain was dunked unceremoniously. He surfaced red in the face spluttering water as he laughed and dived on a youngster, Kim, grabbing him around the waist and pulling him screaming gleefully under the water. They wrestled in the water groping each other playfully before resurfacing and separating, the boy then slipped below the surface and pulling down the captain's Speedos began to suck his semi erect cock. Owen roared aloud as the boy swallowed him to the pubes it took no time for the man to become excited and he quickly filled the boy's mouth with his load. The boy swallowed him then raced to the surface to suck a huge lungful of air, he then grinned at Owen opened his mouth wide to show him his tongue coated in the thick semen. Owen moved closer and tongue kissed the boy sucking his sperm from the lad's tongue, the boy swabbed it back and they passed it back and forth till they swallowed it completely. Owen felt fingers at his backside and he looked over his shoulder to see Gerry, Chris's 14year old friend, toying with his cheeks. Owen grinned at the cute youngster and the boy dove his fingers into the man's still slightly tender anus, Owen tightened instinctively trapping the boy's finger in his ring as the muscle clamped tight. Gerry held still until he felt the man relax again and he pushed a second finger into the small firm hole, Owen relaxed and he felt the boy pull his fingers free and he moved closer pushing his 4inch erection into his captain's behind. Owen tightened up as the boy's small slim dick penetrated his anus, Gerry moaned and pushed harder till his smooth lower abdomen contacted the captain's arse cheeks, he poised there momentarily enjoying the tight hot furnace of Owen's back passage then he cried out, "OH YES! Oh captain you are so fucking hot, it feels totally awesome." Owen smiled at Kim as Gerry began to slip in and out of his rear end, Kim could see the pleasure dawning in his captain's eyes as the other boy fucked him, Kim slid up to the surface and presented his 5inch erection to Owen, rubbing it on the man's parted lips. The crimson helmet slipping across the white teeth causing the lad's dick to tingle sensuously as he giggled happily, Owen opened his mouth and allowed the boy's penis entry into his mouth. He began sucking frantically as Gerry rooted his arse hard holding tightly to his hips to maintain position in the water as they floated beside the ship on the calm water. The other swimmers gathered around the trio watching as they wanked, sucked and fucked in unison. The sight of the captain being serviced was a huge turn on and they all wished they were doing it with him. The aquatic orgy continued until squeals, grunts, groans and moans filled the air as multiple orgasms rocketed around the group. Cocks were spewing cum into tight rectums, mouths and adding its salty cream to the seawater in pearly globules. Their orgasms caused the guys' muscles to tighten up and they lost buoyancy and began to sink slowly into the warm tropical water, bodies separated quickly albeit with protests to swim back to gulp air into their tortured deprived lungs. They all lay floating exhausted on the surface as they came down from their sexual highs and some weakly pulled themselves up the ladder back to the deck where they collapsed on the planking panting heavily. Owen recovered his equilibrium and swam to the ladder pulling himself tiredly up, standing on the ladder up to his waist in the water as he called out, "Ok lads its time to climb back aboard we must prepare to get underway before dark. Come on jump to it we've had a good break and a lot of fun." He felt fingers caressing his arse cheeks digging in seeking the sweet secretions deposited by Gerry, he looked down and saw three boys all concentrating on his behind, two pulling his muscular orbs apart while the third delved into the depths of his rectum. He was pulling his fingers out sharing the sticky mixture with his two friends, the three were giggling delightedly as they ate the brew. Owen grinned and said, "Well guys, when you finish your sexy snack I want to climb aboard so we can get organized." The boys laughed and let him climb out then followed him aboard licking their lips and saying how good the juice tasted. Owen pulled on his shorts and began barking orders to the boys on deck, "Come on lads smack it about let's get this ship ready to sail." The lads still in the water scrambled to climb aboard and soon all were dressed in their shorts as they scampered up into the rigging climbing the tall masts, others hurried to the foredeck to man the capstan and waited for the order to raise the heavy anchor. Owen ordered the anchor raised and the lads threw their weight onto the bars of the capstan heaving red faced with the strain as the capstan slowly began to turn hauling the ship along the cable, the anchor was soon beneath the bows as they raised it from the sand and coral bottom. The anchor was soon snubbed tight to the port and made fast as the lads set the sails and the gracious old ship was free and beginning to gather way on the light breeze. She cleared Magnetic Island and set course to the North heading towards the Equator. She sailed happily along for two days when the weather began to deteriorate, heavy clouds whipped in from the east and torrential rain deluged her as the winds increased to almost gale force. There was a cyclone warning as a tropical storm built out in the Pacific and slowly approached the Australian coast. The Siren's Song battled on seeking shelter behind an island and eventually she reached an atoll, which would give her some safety from the oncoming storm. The wind wailed in an ever increasing pitch, the fat black clouds seemed to race overhead just above her tall masts, the rigging was slatting in the wind as the ship struggled closer under her engine, the diesel thundering as it strove to overcome the pressure of the gale on the Siren's Song. She eventually reached safety and both anchors were dropped and the cables run out as she drifted back quickly till she was brought to a shuddering stop as the cables tautened and the wind screamed, as if annoyed at her reaching safety. The ship veered side to side slightly as she moved and stretched her cables, the crew went below leaving only a skeleton storm watch on deck, the sound of the gale echoed through the 'tween decks until Josh switched on the P.A. system and began playing music from a shore station over the system. The weather reports advised that the cyclone was moving further North and would make landfall between Cairns and Cooktown and they would only suffer the edges of the storm. They breathed a sigh of relief at the news and settled down to await the passing of the gale so they could continue their cruise up to the Indonesian island of Sumatra. The rain bucketed down flooding the deck and water began to trickle through several small leaks, which the crew located and patched successfully. Twenty-four enjoyable hours passed, the crew made the most of the time sexually, the weather began to improve rapidly the rain eased and the wind dropped to a strong breeze. Captain Owen paced the deck and decided that the ship could continue and sent Conrad below to summon the lads on deck to set sail and raise the anchor once again. The boys worked with a will and the ship was soon under way and heeling over as the strong wind filled her sails, she was soon racing along at twelve knots, loping across the confused seas like a cheetah. Her graceful hull swooping across the tormented waters throwing spray high into the air where the wind blew it back across her deck, the crew saturated but enjoying the feeling of her sailing so well and at a speed seldom achieved under normal circumstances. Everyone was on deck ready to adjust the trim of her full bellied canvas, the captain stood on the poop deck hands behind his back as he balanced on his feet laughing gleefully into the spray. She continued for many hours up the channel between the outer reef and the inshore islands and atolls as the wind kept up and she was well past Cooktown before the breeze began to drop and she slowed her pace to a more normal 8 knots. The coast was invisible in the distance except for the mountain ranges inland but the further offshore islands were easily seen and accurate navigation was done with her G.P.S. system. The captain needed to know her exact position in these dangerous waters studded with coral reefs and small atolls, so he could plot her course precisely. Three days passed as the Siren's Song sailed north and she eventually reached and passed the tip of the Cape York Peninsula with it's companion Thursday Island and she entered the Coral Sea. Here she turned North West and headed towards her destination the Island of Sumatra. She made good time on the steady monsoon winds and days passed quickly until Christmas day arrived. The ship was decorated below decks with tinsel and other Christmas decorations while the cook was preparing a huge dinner of roast pork, ham, turkey with cranberry sauce and roast potatoes, pumpkin, peas and beans, a desert of plum pudding and custard was also prepared and at midday the majority of the crew were below decks stuffing themselves with the rich tucker. The captain wished them all a Happy Christmas and told them they would arrive off Sumatra in the early hours the next morning where they would anchor before rowing ashore to visit the friendly residents. He hoped the freedom fighters were up in the hills having a holiday while they were there. Siren's song sailed on regardless of the festivities on board and in the early hours on the 26th of December she anchored close in off the shore. The crew went below and turned in for a sleep, the anchor watch were on deck pacing about quietly or sitting relaxing in the warm humid heat. The sun rose lighting up the tall palm trees and the white sands with the town behind and the boys watched fascinated by the foreign culture they could see ashore. They went below for breakfast and sat in the mess when they heard a strange roaring in the distance as the ship swung on her anchor to face inland. Suddenly the roar was deafening, as the ship's stern rose upward and she acted like a surfboard as she careered shoreward on the face of a huge wave. Her hull began to broach as she neared the beach and the wave began to break, the ship hit the shore as the massive sea careered inland dumping her hull many meters inland from the original shoreline. Everybody was thrown higgledy piggledy about in the mess area, food flew through the air splattering everywhere as the masts shook and the mainmast cracked then tore from the hull colliding with the foremast in a tangle of rigging and canvas, the impact sheered the foremast off half way to the top and the mess hurtled over the bows into the turmoil of filthy water. The Siren's Song's hull after so many years of long service yielded to the hard impact and she split open at the bow as it impacted on a rocky outcrop. The wave passed but a second even larger monster followed the first heaving her tired shattered hull up and driving her even further aground and toppling her mizzenmast overboard. Her already breached hull opened further and filthy water gushed into her beautifully restored interior. The hull ground back onto the flooded ground with a heavy thump tossing everyone about again, boys screamed in panic and some in pain as their young limbs hit hard objects snapping bones and gashing their smooth flesh. The movement ceased and the dismasted hulk lay heeled over on her port side leaning against a tall palm tree as the water dropped. The crew stirred and Conrad bleeding heavily from a large gash in his hair staggered to his unsteady feet and began to get the boys on their feet so he could check them for injuries. On deck the anchor watch were scattered about the warped deck, the first mate Mister Flynn was missing along with three lads who had been thrown overboard when the first wave had hit the ship. The boys staggered to their feet holding sore limbs, a couple bleeding from gashes caused when they were thrown like rag dolls across the deck twice, they began checking one another out and they made their way groggily to hatch to go below where they met the stunned survivors straggling up from below. Mister Wills appeared bruised but otherwise uninjured as he'd been in his cabin when the Tsunami hit so he had not been tossed about as badly in the smaller area, he sorted out the worst injured lads and sent Nick below to locate the first aid kit. The whimpering and groans of the boys with broken bones and heavy gashes upset all who heard them, the first aid box arrived and the lads with broken bones were given injections of pain killers and then their limbs were straightened, splinted and bandaged up rigidly. The cuts and gash's were cleaned and bandaged hurriedly then when all the injured were treated the boys and men looked out across the devastated landscape. Nothing stood except the palm trees and a few larger trees, the village had vanished just rubble remained, no sign of any living inhabitants was seen. The area had been scoured and looked like a war zone, Mr Wills realized they were on their own and no assistance would be available for some time so they had to be self sufficient. He looked at Mr Meade who had a broken leg and was incapacitated then turned to Conrad whose head looked as though he was wearing a white turban of bandages. He asked, "Conrad do you feel up to going below to check the radio, fresh water and the refrigerators, we need to make contact with the authorities and I hope our food survived the disaster. Nick you go with him please." Conrad got unsteadily to his feet grimacing and helped by Nick made his way below, as Owen attended to those least injured. Conrad returned and said, "The water tanks are fine, the radio seems to be ok and the cool rooms, refrigerator and freezers are all undamaged but we need the generator running to supply the power to run them." Owen rubbed his chin and said, "Bugger! Mr. Flynn was the engineer on board, I hope the generator is working I'll go and check it out, the solar panels will run the radio, is Josh in the radio shack? Is he ok? " Conrad nodded and said, "Yeah he's fine a few nasty bruises but he's ok." Owen nodded and said, "Good I'm glad to hear that, I'll go check the generator, I'll be back soon." Kevin stood up and said, "Can I go with you captain? I might be able to help I know a bit about generators from the island." Owen smiled and said, "Yes of course Kevin I'll need all the help I can get, as I'm not a mechanic or engineer." They left and disappeared down the hatch, they found their way to the engine room and located the generator mounted on the starboard side of the space. It was on quite an angle due to the ship heeling over on her side and Kevin attempted to start it unsuccessfully. He said, "It isn't getting any fuel captain the angle is too much for the gravity feed, we have to unbolt it on this side and build up the gap with timbers or something to level it more. This will allow the fuel to fill the carburetor, then I'm sure it will start ok." Kevin looked at Owen and Owen nodded and said, "Ok, let's find some tools and get busy, we have to get the power running so the food doesn't spoil." Kevin searched about amongst the jumbled gear on the deck to locate a shifting spanner and began to loosen the mounting bolts on the generator, he struggled with the heavy nuts and grunted several times as he threw his weight on the spanner and eventually the first nut moved a little and he loosened it off then attacked the second fitting. Once both nuts were loose he said, "We now need something to level the generator." Owen handed him some heavy 6"x4" timbers and Owen took one and levered on the heavy machine raising it little by little. Kevin watched and when he could he slipped the heavy timber in between the metal leg and the wooden deck. They repeated the operation and he managed to jam a second length of timber into position. The generator was now almost level again and Kevin primed the carburetor and pushed the starter button. The diesel engine coughed and fired then stalled again, he tried a second time and the engine spluttered then fired up running a little raggedly until it warmed up then the engine smoothed out as he turned on the power switch. The lights in the engine room blinked then brightened and Kevin beamed happily as Owen clapped him on the back telling him he was now the engineer on board. He hugged the grimy boy to his chest and Kevin raised his handsome young face up to the captain's and they kissed deeply. Kevin pulled back and asked the captain how much fuel there was and Owen told him not to worry there is at least a couple of thousand gallons in the tank. They wandered back up to the radio shack and Owen asked Josh to see if he could raise Australia on the radio, they stood there waiting while Josh twiddled dials and finally he found a station and began to call them. It was the Naval base in Darwin and they were amazed at the news and said they would contact the headquarters in Canberra. No further important actions needed the captain and Kevin returned to the deck and told the crew of the news. All they had to do was wait for assistance from the authorities. They had all they needed except medical facilities but the temporary nursing by Owen had at least made the injured lads comfortable until help arrived. Owen called the boys to pray for their missing shipmates and they silently prayed for their safe return. Hours passed and a few bedraggled shocked locals appeared amongst the destruction and Owen brought them aboard and helped them with water and food. They settled back and waited for the authorities to appear. This is the final episode of The Training Ship; I hope you have enjoyed this saga. I also hope you have given to help the poor people who suffered this terrible disaster. If not please donate to the Red Cross or some other organization that is trying to assist these unfortunate souls. justjames17.