Date: Fri, 1 Feb 2013 01:00:13 +0000
From: robert goater <winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: M\V Jean Peterson. Part 12

Some "off watch fun" and goodbyes.

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Having Theo and Royston with them only went to make the ship an even
happier one and a crew that were more like family. The two visitors could
not be more content with their lot and had become full members of this
crew in a very short time.

They had met during training and only after a short time had become
"involved" to the extent that they had managed to fix leave at the same
time and had had a wonderful time together when they found an apartment
in San Fransisco during the gay pride week. They had returned to the
Rockall even more in love and were already planning to leave the Navy and
start a life together.
Now that they were into their 10th day on the Jean, it just convinced
them that they needed to see out this mission, get back to the States and
resign. The Navy would not be any worse off without them, but they would
be without one another and even though the US had changed a great deal
about it's views concerning gays in the military, it was still an
uncomfortable place to be and would be for sometime to come. They told
their new friends about their thoughts during a bridge gathering one
evening. "I wish we had openings for you two on the Jean guys, but I am
sure you will find a life together and be very happy. That's what we all
wish you anyway." Scott was wishing he could take them on the Jean.
"America is still a great place to follow a dream Scott and we will,
there is no doubt about it. Neither of us has much idea just yet, but we
don't care so long as we are together, but we are also sure we can follow
our separate qualifications when we leave the Navy and start a proper
life together. You have no idea how much it has helped us being with you.
Ok, you just happen to be a great bunch of people, but to be gay and have
your partner with you is the most fantastic thing ever and we intend to
be just that. Watch this space guys!" Scott looked at Theo and was not
only looking at a most handsome young man, he was also a guy who knew
what he wanted and was going all out to get it. Royston was more than
happy and was counting the days when they could be together just like the
guys on the Jean. "Thank God we came to the Jean. This experience has
kick started our future. Thanks all of you."

 Scott had become very relaxed as by know the ship and the crew had
proved their worth beyond all that he had hoped for and also had
gained some support from the US Navy. With them on their side it made the
Jean Peterson's mission even more viable. They were due to meet up with
the Rockall in a few days and looked forward to giving Admiral Walker an
up date and hoped the Jean would be fully accepted as part of the
international fight against pirates.

Scott and Andrew had a couple of hours free, the ship was in the good
hands of Paul and his watch. Scott could fully relax with his man. They
sat naked on the bunk facing one another. Andrew had his legs apart and
Scott was sitting between them. They wrapped arms around each other and
were enjoying a very long kissing session. Of course cocks were as hard
as they could get.
As they kissed so they became more and more aroused and it was not long
before Scott gently laid Andrew on his back and guided his cock into him
and began to stroke himself inside this wonderful man.
As he moved they again kissed and stayed like that until finally Scott
could not hang on any longer and with a cry to Andrew, he shot into him.
Scott laid on top of Andrew and waited to get back to normal. When he had
arrived Andrew turned him on his side and got behind him.
It was his turn now and like Scott, Andrew slowly stroked into Scott
bringing himself ever closer to his own explosions. When they came he
tightened his hold on Scott and thrust inside him one more time and
stayed like that as his cock expelled a massive load in four shots.
They laid like that for ages and for once the ship and all it was about
was forgotten. Just them and their love.
It could not last of course!
Andrew turned Scott and looked into his eyes.
"Scott?"
"Yes my love?"
"Lets just say, you know hypothetically?"
"Yes, I get it, assume you mean."
"Yes, just pretending. Lets just say that, and I do mean just saying ok?"
"Yes dear, but get on with it, you are back on watch in two hours."
Andrew ignored that.
"Ok..ok. Ah..IF it was Theo instead of me in Dalvik would you have gone
with him and, you know, had sex?" Scott pulled back in horror.
"ANDREW! Why did you say that? There is about as much chance of me
wanting sex with him as me becoming a Captain of a ship and fighting
pirates! For christ sake!"
That of course was the moment they became boys again and the fight was
long and hard and took place all over the cabin. As they fought they
discovered both of them had become even stronger over the months and
neither could get the better of the other. It was wonderful and took them
back to the times when this was a regular occurrence. One thing that did
not change was that they both become aroused again and after the usual
declaration of a truce, they once again found common ground and kissed
their way back to peace. They happened to be on the floor when that peace
was declared and after the kissing, Scott turned Andrew onto his front
and he obligingly raised his back end to accommodate Scott's tongue which
caused a minor tsunami as Andrew thrashed about as soon as Scott hit the
button. Scott hung on to Andrew like grim death and forced himself as far
into Andrew as the length of his tongue allowed. Andrew was crying out
for more, but had to settle for Scott's cock instead, which in fact
turned out to be an even better choice for both of them.
They fell back on the bunk, cuddled in together and slept for an hour.

There was a message for Scott saying that the Ocean 6, the same ship that
was attacked and his mother killed, was delayed in Cape Town with engine
trouble and would be at least five days late. The Rockall had also sent a
message giving details of the rendezvous for two days time. Scott turned
his ship to meet her and when he was on the new course he talked to Paul.
Andrew was also on bridge watch.
"Will you and Tom sign on again Paul for a second trip?"
"You bet your sweet life we will. Strange you should say that we were
only talking about it last night. Tom loves sailing and of course looking
after all the electrical stuff, he is in his element. No skip assuming
you still want us, we are not going anywhere."
"That's good to know and as far as I am concerned you two will always be
a part of the Jean. What about you Andrew?" Andrew shot him a look saying
"what the fuck?" He shrugged his shoulders.
"I will be taking a holiday in Dalvik when we get back to the UK, you
never know I might meet someone with a brain.............and a decent
cock." Paul fell about laughing.
"What with you two meeting there and Marcell meeting Jon, it seems a good
place to go. Bit different to us, we met in Tesco's picking potatoes.
Very romantic!"
"What happened?" Asked Andrew.
"Tom was picking out potatoes and I was standing by him doing the same
and a load fell off onto the floor. We both bent down to pick them up, we
looked at one another and bang! Just like that. I asked him if he would
like to go for a drink after shopping. We went to the pub and he came
home with me. He never did get his shopping to his place!"

Paul's thoughts went back years, when he was an Able Seaman in the Royal
Navy. He had not long been out of training and was posted to the
destroyer HMS Firebrand as a gunner.
They were in Singapore when he and the lads went out on shore leave and
all they wanted to do was get pissed and laid. They eventually found a
brothel and all of them paired off with a girl and went off to fuck. The
problem for Paul was he could not perform. The girl was great and tried
for ages to get him hard. Indeed she wanted him too, he was a lovely
looking guy with a great body and she did not get that very often.
Although she tried it did not work and as Paul was about to go she said
the one thing that Paul had thought about for years. "You are gay honey,
go and fuck a man and you will be very happy!" He did and was.
But Paul had a problem. After about 10 years and becoming a Petty
Officer, he applied and was selected to train with the SBS and he was
good, no, fucking good and was soon a full member of that elite band of
servicemen who, like the SAS, go about their work undercover and
with very little publicity.
For years Paul knew he was gay and was able to keep it secret and only
get involved with men during his leave. It was not the best way to be gay
as he would go on leave and meet guys and do what he needed to do, but
all the time having to tell his mates about the women he had fucked as
well as all the other experiences that did not happen. He lived a life of
lies and make believe, that is until some potatoes fell on the floor at
the supermarket!

Paul continued to think, but not about that first meeting, but last night
in the single bunk, naked with his arms, legs and his 6ft 6 body wrapped
around his whole world and his reason to live, Tom, all 5ft 6 of him.
Paul adored Tom and had given up his career so that they could be
together, but it was not just one way. Tom was deeply in love with this
giant, but a giant who was his only reason to be on this earth. As much
as Tom loved Paul for every thing he was, he loved him even more when
they were on the bunk and he had Paul's body wrapped around his. When
they cuddled like this Tom felt safe, secure and protected. They would
spend hours like that and very often just get into bed or bunk and fall
asleep. Many many times when Paul made love to Tom, Tom would be on his
petit front and his giant on top of him with his weapon at his back door
and about to come in. Tom would adjust himself to allow his love to push
forward and know there was no possibility that two men could be more in
love. Paul pushed himself gently into Tom, he knew even after many times
like this it would still hurt him until he was further into his man. Paul
was in by about two inches and all Tom had to take now was the other
five. Tom was in heaven as Paul slipped into him and filled his tunnel
with his 7 inches and as he fucked so both of them got closer to the end.
As Paul's cock shot into Tom, Tom shot his own load and together they had
reached the highest point and together gently came back down with the
massive body of Paul covering and protecting the small body of Tom. Paul
was still inside him until finally he withdrew and turned Tom on his side
and cradled behind him.
There were two bunks in every cabin and all they had to do was disconnect
the top bunk and it would swing down to make a double, but not these two.
Being in a single bunk meant they were as close as they could be all
night, every night.

Two decks below the bridge Gerry was playing host to George and the
perfect host he was as he made love to him with a very hard cock stuffed
up his guests bum. George was thoughly enjoying the feeling of Gerry
inside him and knew that it would not be too long now before he would be
filled with Gerry's sperm. He also knew he would feel every drop of it.
Gerry did tend to shoot very hard. He was almost there and his breathing
got quicker and he began to moan, finally with one last thrust of his
hips he stayed rammed into George and told him the obvious.
"Here it comes George!" Five times his cock erupted into him and five
times his entire body recoiled as each delivery was made.
"Fuck that was great!" Gerry said and kissed the back of George's head.
"Not bad this end either. That was some load Gerry." They stayed cuddled
up for some time each with the others cum inside them now.
"George?"
"Christ I thought you would be too weak to speak! What's on your mind?"
"I didn't think I would ever say this again and I hope you don't mind,
but I cant stay quiet any longer. George i'm in love with you." Gerry
closed his eyes tight wondering what the reaction would be.
"Fucking hell, you take your time don't you? I fell in love with you
weeks ago, but really I think I did when we met in London. Just didn't
want to say. I knew you had just split with your partner and was scared I
would put you off." George twisted his body so he could kiss Gerry. Gerry
put George on his back and climbed on top and once there it took and age
for them to stop kissing.
"What now?" Asked George.
"Well you are a bit far away being two cabins down, so one of us needs to
move I guess."
"Ok, but who does the moving?" They were in deep thought trying to come
up with a solution to this huge problem. Suddenly Gerry had the answer.
"Ok, we each tell a joke and who ever gets the best laugh stays and the
other moves into his cabin, ok?"
"Seems daft to me, but ok, you first." Gerry cleared his throat.

A guy went back to his home town and went to the cotton mill to talk to
his freind John.
"Sorry mate he is in the Midlands getting cotton, try again tomorrow."
The foreman said.
Next day the guy went back.
"Sorry mate he had a rush job to get cotton from Cornwall. Should be here
tomorrow though."
Once again the guy turned up the next day.
"Bloody hell mate, it's happened again! This time back to the Midlands.
We badly need the cotton."
Next day, same time he went back to try to find his friend. He got to the
cotton mill and found the foreman in tears.
"What's wrong?"
"John had another load of cotton to pick up, but was killed when his
lorry went off the road."
After the funeral the guy went to read the headstone.
"Here lies the body of John, gone but not for cotton!"

To be honest George did laugh a lot, but not as much as Gerry.
"You laughing does not count."
"Ok big dick, your turn." Gerry played with George's cock to try and put
him off. It didn't, but he did not want Gerry to stop either.

A guy with no arms or legs had been taken to sit on the beach by his
mates who then went to the pub for a couple of hours.
After a while an American girl came along and saw him.
"Oh HONEY you look so cute, have you ever had a hug?"
"Well no actually I haven't."
She got on her knees and gave him a huge hug, then went on her way.
Later an Italian girl came along.
"Oh mya bambino have youa ever hada kiss?"
"Well no actually I haven't."
She got on to her knees and gave him a long lingering kiss, then went on
her way.
Soon after an Australian girl came along.
"Hello sport, have you ever been fucked?"
"Well actually no, I haven't." He smiled at her.
"Well you will be when the tide comes in!"

Gerry could not help himself and burst out and laughed until his sides
hurt.
"Fuck that was good! Guess i,m moving to you then."
"Nah, I like it here." Every now and then during more kissing Gerry would
go into fits and had to break off for a while.
"Christ I wish I didn't tell that one. How the hell can we fuck with you
in that state?" Gerry burst out again.

Along the corridor in another cabin, Marcell and Jon heard the laughing
coming from somewhere, but were too preoccuplied to take much notice. Jon
was laying on his back with his arms behind his head where Marcell had
put them, his legs far apart with Marcell between them giving a blow job.
They had been like this for ages, starting in the shower and then kissing
each other to the bunk where Jon had explored every inch of Marcell's
body ending up with Marcell's bum in the air while Jon rimmed him. Now it
was role reversal and both teenagers loving every moment as Marcell
slurped on Jon's cock. Jon was getting close, but wanted Marcell inside
him and without a word turned and got himself into position. Marcell got
to his knees and got his cock lined up ready to enter Jon, but completely
ruined the whole thing by mimicing Scott's voice.
 "JP1 go into JP2!"
They both collapsed laughing and just could not stop. On and on they went
and both went limp.
 "You fucking turd Marcell!" And off they went again. There was no hope,
so they just cuddled up instead and were completely happy. Finally they
returned to whatever normal was and Jon got serious.
"What will we do Marcell?"
"I told you i'm coming back with you. There is no chance i'm not going to
be with you. I love you, you love me and we belong together. End off."
"Just don't want to take you away from the Jean. I know how much you
love her and I know you love to be with skip and the others, I do too."
"Look Jon, I have told you so many times now. I cant be away from you and
you are going to go back and, unless you don't want me to, i'm coming
back with you. Ok, you are right I love the Jean, Skip, Andrew and
everyone, but I know I love you more." Jon bent down and kissed Marcell.
"I love you and want to be with you forever. Pabbi is sick and I need to
help look after him. He said there is a trawler for us when we get back
so we can still work together. I don't have to go just yet, Pabbi is
doing well with his treatment, but cancer is a bitch." Once again the
tears welled up and Marcell cuddled him.
"We must talk to skip Jon."

After their watch Janet and Paula cuddled up, they were both naked as
well as just about everyone off watch was, but if you think i'm going to
describe what they got up to, think again! Make it up yourselves! Still,
they were very happy and thats all that matters.
"You happy my love?" Asked Janet.
"Very, I love what we are doing and the Jean. All the guys are just
great. I want to do this again Jan if you do. Do you?"
"Oh yes and for all the reasons you want to stay. Funny really, from the
Navy, to flipping burgers to this. Great! We are being paid well and all
of it saved, not much chance of spending at sea. If skip wants us I wont
to stay with him." The girls kissed and told each other of their love.
"Want to get the strap on Jan?"

Oh fuck that, i'm off!

Scott and Andrew were in their cabin when Marcell and Jon knocked on the
door. Scott opened it and saw them standing there holding hands. He
smiled at them.
"Come in boys."
"I will go to the bridge." Andrew said and left. Scott made his mind up
he would have to find an office. It was not fair for Andrew to think he
should not be in his own cabin.
"Right, what's on your minds, trouble?" Jon told him about his father and
wanting to go back to help look after him.
"Skip I want to go with Jon. We are sorry skip. We both want to stay, but
we don't want to be apart either."
"Of course i'm sad you are going, but you must. You will be missed by all
of us, but family always comes first." Scott was pleased they had come to
him now as he could put them off in Cape Town if he went at speed. Ocean
6 may have left by the time he got there, but he would catch up soon
enough.
"I wont you to train up Andrew and one other, not sure who yet so we can
still use JP1 and 2, that ok?"
"Course it is skip and I think Paula would be good skip, she is aways
asking to fly."
"Thanks Marcell. Ok we will be in Cape Town in a week, maybe less if the
weather stays good, so a bit of time. Pity I can't make for CP now, but
we are meeting the Rockall tomorrow, but I promise we will get there as
soon as we can." Scott cleared his throat. "Im going to miss you two like
hell, we all love you so much." He stood and all three gave a group hug
for quiet some time.

It soon got round and as expected all the crew were indeed sad that the
boys would be leaving, but understood why of course.
Scott contacted his father to get his people to send him details of two
standby applicants for him to look at. Marcell and Jon would be difficult
to replace, but he needed to do it. As it was they would be two short
until he could pick them up, most probably in Mumbai. He would be
escorting the Ocean 6, 150 miles off the west coast of India anyway.

William rang Scott and told him he had got on with getting details of
replacements sent and he also talked about new helicopters that Scott
might like to look at. They were scaled down modles of the Apache and he
had already spoken to the people in the States and they were more than
capable of modifying them to meet Scott's requirements.
"Contact them Scott and they will talk you through it and send you a
video of the machine. It's possible that you could pick them up in Mumbai
as you are going there now anyway to meet up with replacement crew."

The day had come when Theo and Royston had to leave and what with the
news that Marcell and Jon were leaving, the mood on the ship was a sad
one. Theo and Royston had made a good impression on the crew and they all
wished they could have stayed longer, but Uncle Sam needed them back and
so did the Rockall.
The whole crew met on the bridge as the Rockall was approaching for the
transfer. There were a lot of words as the two American's said their
goodbyes and all of them genuine and with a great deal of friendship and
a fair amount of love. Theo and Royston were returning to their ship and
would continue to serve well, but at the same time look forward to the
time when they would be free to live their own lives as they wanted. They
went to the boat deck and Janet and Gerry took them over to join their
ship.


 Scott made contact with the company about the Apache's and after a lot
of discussion he ordered two of them to be sent to Mumbai. He got Neil
and Andrew to let them know about the replacements and to read all the
information sent through.
"You will have to make up the release gear again and install the cameras.
No pressure! Don't tell the boys about all this. As soon as we get back
home i'm crating theirs up and sending them to Davik. Just wish I could
be there to see their faces!" Scott smiled to himself. The helicopters
was not all he had for them. His father had agreed to keep them on full
pay for another six months and also hoped they could come back at some
time.

They passed the Ocean 6 who had at last sailed out of Cape Town five days
late. The Jean was only half a day away herself and would catch them up
before the O6 got into the danger area.
They had a party for the boys that night, but the parting was awful and a
lot of tears and lumps in throats. Paul and Tom took them to the
airport.  Scott and Andrew said a private goodbye to them when they came
to their cabin. It was very difficult and not much could be said, none of
them could they were too cut up. "God they are such a beautiful pair.
Lets hope the next two fit in as well as them." Andrew came and stood
next to him. He leant into Scott.
"I love you."
"I love you to Andrew, in fact so much I have descided to keep you."
"How kind."

They sailed the next day after a fuel top up and getting fresh fruit and
vegetables in. There would be a mad dash to catch the O6 up and Scott was
anxious to see them again.
Because the weather was so good the Jean was at full speed and only
slowed when they had her on the radar. They went to starboard of her
and reduced to the O6's speed of 8 knots. Scott called the Captain and
said they would come alongside and he would come on board. It was going
to be good to see Captain Taylor again and the first time since that
dreadful time he was last on the ship.
They met as old friends and together went up on to the fly bridge and
once there said some private prayers. Scott looked around him with the
saddness of all that had happened, but at the same time happy knowing he
was at last in the role that the Jane Peterson was there to do.

Scott left the spot were his mother had been murdered and told himself
that he would do all that he could not to allow that to happen to any
other sons mother.

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winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk

Bobby