Date: Fri, 18 Jun 2010 12:49:17 -0600
From: brian <suddar40@telus.net>
Subject: Sandpiper 32

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Chapter 32

I was really worried about Jason and what he was doing. When we arrived
back on the Island, now called Pirates Cove Resort, I spent almost two
hours explaining what was going on to Jake and Randy. Neither were very
happy.

"Look guys, Jason volunteered. He knows what might happen and he is being
protected."

"Well I just wish I was there with him." Jake said.

"Well you will be. Set up for a run up the east coast to Washington. You
really think I would leave one of my crew, one of the people I love out in
the cold Jake?"

Jake was oldest man in my crew and when I looked at him I saw tears in his
eyes.

"He'll be okay Jake."

Randy took Jake away to comfort him and I was almost mobbed by my four
other lovers.

"Did you bring us anything?" Siam asked

Although I had not mentioned it, I did buy something for the boys I left
behind.  "Why would I buy you anything, you little scamp?"

"You always do." Siam looked totally crestfallen.

"I figured just me was all you would need love."

Jer walked up to Siam and whispered in his ear. Thirty second later I had
four boys dragging me to the deck, all trying to get into my pockets
looking.

I knew each of their months of birth and had bought gems from each month. I
had the jeweler make sure all were equal in cost, 20,000 dollars later I
walked out with six long gold chains and six gem stones. Actually the
chains cost more. Sold gold is fucking expensive.

The boys didn't find my gifts in my pants. To fucking bulky to carry. I had
Jer go get them.

He came back and handed me the package. I had all my boys line up while I
placed each over their heads. I kissed each after I put them on. Siam got
so teary eyed, I had to pull him into my arms.

"You should have known love, I would never forget you or any of my loves."

They spent a lot of time comparing stones. They almost left me alone. Each
came and gave me a very sensual kiss and asked if they could make love to
me in thanks. I told them to get in line and I would make love to them all.

Well when would be the problem. Six boys all wanted sex all the time. Lucky
there was warm water close by they could swim in or I would be on my back
twenty four hours a day.

I decided we needed to go back to our original schedule of one boy each
night. I told the boys we would all spend tonight together, but then we
would go back to the schedule. The reluctantly agree.

I went up to the old fortress to talk to John. He told me Matrix had called
and would have a base crew onsite in less than a week.

"Ed, I told you before that what you had done to bring Brett out of his
shell, I was very grateful for. Now you should know that Brett and Henry
are what I guess lovers. They both came to together and told me they were
now lovers. Well I am I guess okay with it, but what astounded me more was
Henry asked to stay on after the construction is done in any capacity he
could fill. He said as long as Brett is here he will stay."

"John, I don't know if you know what happened to Brett at school. If you
don't I won't tell you. That is for him to tell. I know and I guess maybe I
am also at fault for those two becoming lovers. Brett asked me and I told
him what I thought. Well I guess he worked it out."

"Does this have something to do with that navy helicopter coming and
picking up Jason?"

"Everything to do with it John."

"Well I guess if my Son wants me to know, he will tell me."

"Just give him time John."

"Oh, I will. I love Brett for what he is not for he might or might not have
done."

"So how does this financing work Ed?"

"Well the funds will be transferred to an account Matrix can draw on for
the Construction. Once construction is complete they will submit a bill for
the balance."

"Is there something you are not telling me?"

"No, I don't think so. The Estimator set the price, you and I both agreed,
Credit Swiss signed off on the financing, so everything is ready to go
ahead."

John showed me a long list of things he would like to in the future. A very
large marina was part of it.

"John, I will be back before construction is complete. We can decide then
what else we need and work things out from there."

"So I take it your leaving soon?"

"As soon as Matrix gets here and they have no problems I'm heading for
Washington."

"Ed, I know I don't know all that's going on. When that helicopter landed,
I thought we were being invaded. It came under escort. I could not believe
it. What makes Sandpiper so special and you and it's crew. I need to
understand Ed."

"Lets go for a walk John."

"John, you need to understand a few things about my yacht. It is probably
the fastest yacht in the world right now, faster than all warships
anywhere. IT is also armed."

I showed John the hidden deck gun on the bow, plus the two M-60 Machine
guns, even the 10 updated Stingers I carried. He was astounded.

"I thought arming private vessels in the US was outlawed?"

"Technically it is, but some animals are more equal than other animals."

"Well I can understand that, but why does the US Navy treat you with so
much respect. I would have thought they would have hated to have an armed
Yacht running around with a US flag at its top.

I went and poured a couple of stiff drinks and took John out to the aft
deck.

"John during my travels in the south seas, well south Pacific, we visited
Micronesia. I met and fell in love with a young man there. I married him in
Micronesia. During my stay there I also met a commander in the US Navy. He
commanded a gun boat. Basically a 200 ton ship lightly armed to patrol
Micronesia. We were heading to the Island the President of the Micronesia
Federation was on, when my Captain picked up three ships on our radar. I
was going to ignore them when my Captain heard gunfire. I knew it must be
Cyclone and I called her on the radio. HE said he was in deep shit as one
of the vessels was so out gunning him he was in peril. I ordered my Captain
to assist. We destroyed one of the ships and forced the other to
surrender. I lost one of my boys in battle. I was so mad I raked the pirate
ship with an M_60 machine gun. All I wanted to do was kill everyone."

"Sandpiper was awarded a battle star and Jake my Captain received a
decoration from the US Navy. They also upgraded our weapon on the bow."

Of course I did not tell him what else they did to Sandpiper.

"So which one of your boys is the one you married?"

"He was killed in Thailand along with Gary's lover. They were trying to
kill me."  "Oh Jesus Ed, I'm sorry I asked."

"It's okay John. Pakurr is here inside me. I still love him, but now I also
love Gary and Jer. And I also have four boys that now bear my last name
too. They all help me remember my real love."

"I have never heard a cross word from any of them. What you have on your
Yacht could make the world change."

"No John. The world won't change and I don't really give a fuck."

"So Washington next?"

"Yes, one of my crew is alone there and I can't let that go."

Matrix arrived with twenty men. They arranged for an accommodation barge to
be towed up from Florida. They also set about figuring how many people they
would need and the trades involved. The Lead Forman or I guess Job
Superintendant let me know that he had no problems. I told him to
coordinate with John and Henry.

I was done here. Time to head north.

The only thing I said to the Superintendant was that if it was financial in
nature he was to just do it and I would cover any costs. He already knew
the 2 million in escrow would not cover all the costs.

Considering all the work I was now doing with the Matrix Corporation, they
knew I was good for it.

After six weeks on the Island we prepared to leave.

"How do you want to this run up the east coast Ed?" Jake asked.

"Straight run to Florida and then up the coast as fast as possible."  "We
can make Florida in two days at ninety knots and Washington three days at
the same speed."

"Make it so Captain."

"Aye, aye Sir" Jake laughed.

There was a long delay in leaving. Everyone wanted to say good bye in their
own way.

I was sitting on the Flying Bridge very late, the last night, when Brett
came up.

Well I guess things are working out for you Brett?"

"I came to thank you Ed. Meeting Henry was the best thing that has ever
happened to me. You were right, he dose not care what happened in my past,
all he is interested in is the future."

"I am very glad to hear that Brett. Henry looks like he will be a good
catch."

"Best in the world Ed." He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me.

"Ed, I came to ask if you wanted to sleep with me?"

Before I could answer he continued.

"I talked it over with Henry and he agreed. If it wasn't for you I might
just gone on being nothing more than a cock slut. I need to really thank
you."

"Brett, as much as that would give me pleasure, I think you have had enough
strange cocks in your cute butt to last a lifetime. I will if you want, I
will suck you off, but I won't take you to bed."

"As long as I can do you too."

"Okay." I led him into the office and closed the door.

After I removed his shorts, I went down on him. He had a very nice uncut
cock. It filled my mouth completely. It really was a nice long suck
session. He took a long time to finally fill my mouth with his salty
cumm. After I was done, he pushed me into the chair and pulled out my cock
and swallowed all the way down his throat. There is no doubt he was a
fantastic cock sucker. I didn't take nearly as long as him to blow. He just
swallowed it down. After straightening ourselves out we headed down to the
lounge. I gave him a long kiss and said my good byes. He left and I headed
for bed.

We left very early the next morning. Everyone was on the wharf to see us
off. Jake eased Sandpiper out of the wharf and turned north. Very soon
after that the Island faded into the sea behind us. The line on the chart
was pretty straight, but we had to jig and jog around a few Islands en
route. We were only stopped once, as soon as we entered US Territorial
waters. The US Coast guard stopped us for a very casual inspection. They
also told us that any long term stops in the US we were required to dock at
the local Coast Guard Station, due to our armed status. That meant we would
be docked at the Coast Guard Headquarters in Washington.

Jake was dead on, his estimates. We arrived in Miami dead on 6 pm on the
second day. We refueled and immediately headed out up the coast to
Washington. We had to slow down considerably on the trip north. The coast
was a very heavily travelled route. Every type of ship I think that was
built we met. We arrived off the entrance to the Potomac River late on the
fourth day. We were met by a Coast guard launch and led into the Anchorage
at the Coast Guard Headquarters. I had already booked several suites at the
Hilton and was about to call for cabs to take us there when the coast guard
supplied several sedans to move us to the hotel. I could get used to the
service they provided as long as the armed guards were not in company. I
knew that was almost an impossible request since the Secretary of State was
part of the equation. Being able to leave Sandpiper, guarded by the Coast
Guard was good.

My crew were in wonder at our reception both at the Coast Guard
Headquarters and at the hotel when we booked. Jason met us in the lobby and
there were quite a few tears shed before we were even in our suites. I had
booked a three bedroom suite, while everyone else had two bedroom suites. I
wondered if the FBI was paying the whole tab. That would be nice, but I
knew it was probably not the case. Everyone was in my suite while Jason
brought everyone up to date on what was going on. I told everyone it was to
kept very quiet what he was doing.

Jason told us he had been approached on only his third day at the college
to join the club. He now knew what Brett had gone through. He was a very
pissed off young man. He said it wasn't all bad. Some of the guys that had
raped him had asked him to fuck them too at a later date. He now wore a
very sophisticated wire to school each day. So far he had not had any other
liaison with anyone. After everyone retired to their rooms, just Jake,
Randy, Jason, myself and my boys were in my suite when Steven showed up.

He told me they had identified the place where the rape had taken
place. Problem was several faculty and students had keys and access to the
boat house. Although the FBI had dusted the place quietly for prints, there
were so many that it was pretty useless. With out hard evidence now there
was nothing they could do. They were hoping Jason would be approached soon.

It had been almost three weeks since his initiation. Back to college the
next day, Jason headed to bed with Jake and Randy. I wondered what the FBI
would say about his guests.

The next day all my crew took off in different direction to visit
Washington DC's attractions. I took my boys on a White House tour and then
to the Postal Museum. It was a pretty full day. I had to laugh, because I
think the Secret Service were really going to be busy to keep up with my
crew. I suspect they had plenty of practice following and guarding VIP's
who visited Washington almost all year round. To me it was bullshit. I
wasn't a VIP, and I did not need protection detail 24 hours a day. It was
just a waste of money. Tax payer's money.

We were back into the routine of only one of my boys in bed with me each
night. That way I could spend real quality time with each one. Of course
Gary and Jer were always in my bed too, but it was still great sex and
great fun.

Jason's first encounter happened on the following Friday and from then on
it was almost daily. He even had to bend over for six guys in the locker
room of the gym one day. The FBI were compiling faces and names now. Three
different faculty members had been identified. Almost 40 students had so
far been involved. For Jason it became almost routine and he said very
boring. The FBI were always astounded at what he was doing.

With the Department of Justice firmly now involved and the Investigation
coming close to the end, indictments and warrants were being prepared. On
the last day of May at 8 am over seventy officers and SWAT members swooped
down on the college. Sixty five students and three faculty members were
arrested and charged with sexual assault and blackmail. Several computers
were seized and almost a hundred tapes and disks.

"The real shit hit the fan when the media were informed. Some of the
students were son's of very prominent Senators and Congressmen. That added
a new dimension to the whole bloody mess. It soon became clear that the
secret club had been going on for almost twenty years. Countless number of
suspects were identified from the discs and tapes and addresses found on
the computers. It was scandal the likes of which had never hit Washington
before. Before it was over, several Senators had resigned and at least four
students had committed suicide.

For me it was a just end to anyone involved. Jason said he laughed as some
of the students actually cried when the FBI put the cuffs on them. Fuck
them all, as far as I was concerned. Once Jason had had his very short say
in front of a Grand Jury, he was done. The FBI had enough evidence to
convict every single one of the perpetrators, that he would not have to be
in court. That meant I could quit Washington and head east. In late June we
prepared to leave. My boys asked if they could stay for the fourth of July
celebrations. IT had been advertised for almost a month. I agreed.

There is no doubt in my mind that US does throw a real party on the Fourth
of July. Parades, music, fireworks, flags every where. My boys and all my
crew loved it all. Still I would be real happy to get back to sea on
Sandpiper. I was now bored of all the hoopla in Washington too.

After an afternoon meeting with the Secretary of State and the Attorney
General, we checked out of our hotel and under very heavy escort were
whisked to the Coast Guard Headquarters and Sandpiper. I don't think at
anytime before was I more glad to see her. Although we needed to restock
our food and fuel, I told Jake to make for the nearest marina away from
Washington. We slipped our lines and headed down the Potomac.

We stopped and refueled at Norfolk Virginia. We also stocked up all our
supplies. I told Jake to head next to the Azores, Angra do Heroismo. About
48 hours at 50 knots he told me, providing the weather cooperated.

God it was great to finally get back to sea. Sandpiper just seemed to love
to get back into her element. We had missed the winter Atlantic and now had
almost always sunny skies. Our straight shot to the Azores would mean we
would be off the main shipping lanes. My boys could even go nude if they
chose, most did.

I asked Jake if he figured we should maybe hit Morocco for a load of boys
for Spain. He said maybe go to Spain first to check on the Spanish Customs
guy first. No use bringing him a bunch of boys if he was no longer in
business. Then we could make a short run across to Morocco.

We both knew what we were doing was illegal, but the money was well worth
the limited risk. With paid agents on both sides, it was pretty easy. I
also knew Jake was thinking about strange tail too. Maybe even a virgin
black boy to deflower. I sometimes wondered about Jake, Randy and Jason and
their particular tastes, but never questioned it. Each had their own little
or maybe not so little peccadilloes that they wanted to use. To be sure, I
really enjoyed the company of the four black boys that were on board. All
were very well endowed and all were equally good in bed, when I had the
chance.

That of course was few and far between, with my six boys to please.

I had to really sit down one day in my office and think about my crew. Here
I had six boys, Gary, Jer, Singh, Siam, Simon and Sal. Jake had Randy and
Jason. Andy had Mike, Jimmy, Sonny, and Momo. Jerry had Aaron, When, Sammy
and Brent. God 19 all gay crew. I knew if I had more space, there probably
would be more. And all 19 were on payroll and part of the Sandpiper
Corporation. Although Jer and Gary, shared my shares. Good news was the
four islands in Thailand were all now in operation and all booked
solid. The ads placed in almost every gay magazine world wide really
worked. Construction was still going on in Fiji, but even the Imperial
business was picking up, with the addition of the Marina attached to the
hotel. It would still be a while before the additional 27 holes of golf
were done. I also advertised Fiji in the gay magazines. Maybe some of those
one on one guest accommodations would get more of the guys in Fiji working
or even find them real love. I had my bank in Bern transfer another 2
million dollars into the account for Pirates Cove Resort. They never
questioned my request.

The Azores, still part of Spain or Portugal, was a very laid back
Island. Once a very busy place for cross Atlantic travel, now it was a real
tourist haven. Very inexpensive and very good place to visit. WE had a very
good, but short visit to Santa Maria.

WE headed for the Straights of Gibraltar. A storm warning forced us to hole
up in Gibraltar. A very severe storm lashed the west coast of Portugal and
even Gibraltar. Damned lucky we were not out in it. Three ships we heard
went down in the storm. The Atlantic can be a vicious place anytime of
year. Four full days we laid at anchor in Gibraltar while the storm
raged. Stuck on board, no one was too bored. Sex seemed to be the primary
recreation even for me. Sandpiper was totally ignored. That I loved more
than anything. I think there were about 50 big Yachts holding up in
Gib. Sandpiper was just one of the many. While we were in Gibraltar, I
received word that a first draft plan had been finished in Australia. I
asked that it be sent to Bern for me to collect.

Jake had also called and talked to our Spanish contact. He told him
everything was still a go and he would pay 20,000 dollars a head for any we
brought over. Thought about it and couldn't really believe that 20,000
dollar figure. Jesus it sounded more and more like sex slavery to me. When
I talked to Jake about it he told me the guy had explained that most negro
boys could make almost a thousand a week, just doing visitors, let alone
regular customers. Most of the guys would have their papers in less than 20
weeks. All were free to go when they had their papers and passports. He
also told a lot stayed as the money was more than they ever dreamed of
making before.

Now my problem was how to I contact guys wanting to come over. Jake solved
that to. He had a number in Morocco I could call, that would connect me
with my Uncles broker. Body broker. I guess Morocco was our next stop. Now
to break it to my boys that I would be leaving them alone on board when I
visited Morocco. It actually was easy. They accepted my explanation. They
even thought it was a good idea to help guys to get free from Africa, even
if they were going to have to lay on their backs to do it. Sometimes I
wonder about my guys.

Siam said it best.

"Ed, you freed me. You took Gary, Singh and Sal away from a bad
situation. We all love what you did. Now if you can help other guys it's
cool with us. So you are making money, well Sandpiper is not cheap to
run. Your not selling them, your buying them their freedom."

The run over to the small port in Morocco took only several hours. After
paying off the Customs guys in Morocco Jake unloaded my Jeep.

I called the guy that Jake said my uncle used to contact and I was to meet
him in Berkane. I told him I would take up to 20 guys on Sandpiper. He told
me 2000 dollars a head. Well travelling with 40 grand in my pocket was not
what I had in mind. I decided to take Jason with me.

Arriving in Berkane, I called him again. He said he would meet with me at
an old Foreign Legion Fort just outside of town. That scared me even more,
but if my Uncle trusted him I had to too. My worries were unfounded. The
guy was an old Arab guy. He was very nice. We sat and talked for a couple
of hours. He told me my Uncle had set up this deal over twenty years ago
after seeing several boys just picked up by the police and deported. HE
figured he could help them.

He told me he could find almost a hundred young black males interested in
getting to Spain. It cost them about $2500.00 to just get across to Spain
via the Black market and then they were held in a Spanish holding
center. By having my uncle take them he could get them working. The Arab
knew what kind of work, but most of them would do anything to escape
Morocco. I told him I could take about twenty this trip, but he had to get
them to the port. No problem, he said.

We agreed on a price and I headed back to Sandpiper. So was Sandpiper now a
smuggler of guys? Well I guessed so, but my Uncle had set things up so well
it went like clock work. It cost me 40 grand for the first load. Paying off
the Customs guys in Morocco was perfect. The boys all came on a bus and no
one questioned anything. Almost like it was an everyday occurrence, well it
was after dark that they came and boarded. Thirty eight on board Sandpiper
made it very crowded, but all my crew made them welcome. Jake I think
fucked his first boy even before we left port. I have to admit some of the
boys looked real good. Not all hung like most Negroes I had met but not all
Virgins either. Most had had some sexual experience with the same sex and
all knew what was expected of them when they got to Spain. Simple really, I
was taking 20 potential gay men to Spain. $400,000 dollars with no
questions asked was too easy. I figured we could make two runs before we
headed to France and England, my next stops.

Out of the 20 boys, only 19 disembarked from Sandpiper. Ngoma, A black
African boy from Sudan joined up with Jake, Randy and Jason. He loved the
kinky side of sex with my Captain and Engineer. Well that made twenty crew
now. Our Spanish contact asked us not to make another run, just yet. So I
had Jake set a course for Brest and then across to Southampton in England.

Bad memories from Esosa prevented me from enjoying any sex with the young
guys from Morocco. It did not stop my six. And to honest seeing some of the
young black boys did turn me on, but with six to please and two of those
that I loved almost more than love itself, I was contented just to look,
but not touch.

The trip to Brest was not just a straight run. We stopped in Portugal and
enjoyed a night at the casinos. I think my boys lost a whole years salary
in one night. I had told them everything they spent in the casino would
come out of their wages. I knew it was bull even as I said it.

The Bay of Biscay can be a mill pond or a raging infernal. We lucked out,
it was almost a mill pond. The weather although sunny wasn't nude
sunbathing weather. Most of my crew opted for shorts and long shirts. The
wind off the both the English channel and the north Atlantic could be quite
cold, especially when your moving at 50 knots.  Brest turned out to be a
real disappointment for me and my crew. The port and city were dirty by
comparison to other French Cities I had visited in the past. Maybe the fact
that it was a major seaport and point of entry for heavy cargo that made it
that way. We spent only two days before heading across to Southampton.
Southampton was a very famous port. It was from here that the first ships
started from for the invasion of Europe for D-Day. It was also home to HMS
Victory, Admiral Nelson's Flagship at the Battle of Trafalgar.

I knew also this was probably where Sandpiper had been built in her
original form. I was curious what Vosper-Thorneycroft would think of her
now. Where to dock was taken out of my hands when Sandpiper was impounded
by the Royal Navy. It was illegal to have an armed yacht in British
territorial waters. We ended up tied to the Vosper-Thorneycroft dock. While
Jake took care of the dockside problems I headed for London and the British
Home office. There was not a chance in hell they were just going to impound
my yacht without a fight.

TBC
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