Date: Tue, 5 Feb 2013 22:47:40 +0000
From: robert goater <winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: M/V Jean Peterson Part 16

Jean Peterson 6  Pirates 0 and another one gets away.
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George and Gerry had, taken a shower after their watch and now laid
cuddled up in their bunk just kissing now and again and gently stroking
one another. Neither was in a hurry and more than content to be just like
this. Not for the first time each was telling themselves just how lucky
they were in finding George/Gerry and how much in love they were.
However, these two had one attribute not often seen in men and that was
they could think of two things at the same time! I know, it's hard to
believe, but it's true.
Gerry was thinking of his love of George and at the same time hoping the
guy he had sent an email to yesterday had received it. The shit had
complained bitterly once too often to Gerry about an investment Gerry had
advised him on and the client was not at all happy and said so in no
uncertain terms. Gerry had had enough and told him to shove his many
thousands up his ass (most of which Gerry had made for him anyway) and a
copy of this email would be sent to the Inland Revenue for their
information.
George on the other hand was not only thinking of his love for Gerry,
but also the Second World War! In particular the Stuka dive bombers and
the scream coming from them as they dived on London adding to the trauma
of the population during the blitz.

Now you must be wondering how the hell did he come up with that thought
while tossing his boyfriend off? It leaves a lot to the imagination does
it not, but we are not here to actually bother about it. He stopped
wanking Gerry for a moment, but still keeping hold of his cock of course,
got up on his elbow and after kissing his man asked Gerry if it was a
good idea?
"Well, if you actually told me what the idea was, I could answer you?"
"Oh shit, silly me. It's to do with the German Stukas and the noise they
made during a dive bombing attack and how much that must have scared the
crap out of people and knowing what was about to happen and they could
not do fuck all about it."
"And?"
"Well I was thinking that if Neil, Andrew and Tom could fix something
up like that on the Apaches it would not only scare the shit out of the
pirates, but, as we all do, look towards the sound with eyes wide
open and bingo, an even bigger dollop of tear gas lands on them." George
began to stroke Gerry again. Gerry however,,,,,
"That is a GREAT idea George, bloody spot on!" Gerry seemed so impressed
with that he not only stopped wanking George he let go of his cock as
well, leaving all 8 inches of it feeling a bit left out and it has to be
said it's owner as well. George put Gerry's hand back cussing himself for
coming up with that idea at the most stupid time.
"Come on, lets find Neil!" Gerry jumped out of the bunk and rammed his
hardon into his pants. "Come on George!"
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Okay! Give me time for christ sake, iv'e got more to
get in my pants than you remember!"

Neil was in the engine room working with Andrew. "Hi guys, nice to see
you down here for a change, your usually in the video room shagging!"
Neil was not daft, he knew what they must get up to down there. He smiled
at them.
"George has got an idea to run past you Neil." Ignoring his,
correct, comment.
"Ok what's that then George?"
George, a little less miffed with Gerry now that he was about to devulge
his awesome idea, told Neil and Andrew what it was.
"What do you guys think?"
"George! That's what we are working on now, look." He picked up what
only looked like a short bit of pipe and showed it to George.
"Gerry came up with that two days ago!"

Gerry was nowhere to be found and George had a long wait before he could
beat the shite out of him! In fact he was back in their cabin locked in
the shower with tears streaming down his face. George did not think about
that of course and was running about the ship like a headless chicken!

"Hi skip, just to let you know there are three boats on the Hawk radar.
One is directly behind us and one each to port and starboard at 3 and 9
o'clock, all at five miles. They have just come on screen. They appear to
be at our speed, 8 knots, but must have been faster to get where they are
now."
"Go to 10 knots Paula and call me if they increase speed."
"Ok skip." Scott thought about it and then left his office work and went
to the bridge.
"Do you have the ship skip?"
"Yes Paula thanks."
"Are they falling back?"
"Not sure skip. Hang on, no they have increased speed to ours, they are
still at the same distance and the two to port and starboard are at the
same o'clock." They carried on like that for another half hour. There was
plenty of daylight left so a night attack was some way off, if indeed
that was the plan anyway. One thing for sure it would not be these boats,
he could easily out run them. They were fishing boats, but could
be pirate mother boats with fast attack boats on board. He rang the boys
cabin and told them to go to the flight deck. Scott waited for another 15
minutes.

"JP 2 start up and go to port. Marcell wait on the deck."
"JP2 up skip." Jon came to the bridge and sat at his station waiting for
Scott.
"Jon climb to 250 and look astern and at 3 and 9 o'clock there are 3
boats out there about five miles. You wont pick them up yet, but i'm
expecting them to close us soon."

"The boat astern is closing skip. The other two are staying as they are."
Scott sounded the alarm. With headsets and mikes on all could
communicate.
"Ok everyone I think we have visitors." He updated the crew. They all
went to their stations, but this time Paul got into combat gear and took
his rifle up to the fly.
"I can see the one to stern skip, just the boat, nothing else." Jon
reported.
"How fast is he Andrew?"
"15 knots, distance just over four miles skip."
"Marcell go up."
"Skip."
"Ok, if they are going to launch attack boats there will be
between 3 to 6 boats is my guess so we will go after the one to port and
at least we will put distance from the other two. Lets see what the
reaction is. Hard to port, full speed ahead."
"Skip."
The reaction was instant and Scott loved the acceleration of the Jean and
she was soon at full speed and bearing down on the port "fishing" boat.
"They are launching 2 boats!" Jon called out.
"Ok at least we know now. JP2 be careful not to go out of range of
us, when you can go in and attack the leading boat. Don't wait to find
out first if they are armed, they are I know it. JP1 go after the other
one."
"Skip." they both said.
"Send we are under attack Andrew."
"Skip."
"How are things up there Paul?"
"Got them in my scope and will track the nearest one and wait for you
skip."
"SKIP the other two have launched and there are now four more coming at
us!" Andrew called out.
"Send that out."
"How far?"
"The nearest is 2 miles and the other is 3. All four about 50 knots."
Scott went to the flying stations and watched as both Marcell and Jon ran
in to attack.
"Use both canisters boys."
"Skip." Once again the attack was spot on and both boats were given a
good covering and immediatly stopped.
"Jan fire up the cannons, when you are in range soak them. Slow ahead!"
"Skip."
"JP 1 and 2 get to the others, you should be able to see them now, just
go in and attack with gas."
"On target skip. Both boats half full." Jan said. Scott looked at them,
they were close together and both crews were frantically bailing out. The
mother ship was about a mile off and was turning AWAY!
"Give them a top up."
"Skip."
"Full speed and get to the nearest ones. Paul it's time to send a few
warning shots when you feel the distance is good for you."
"Right now skip. Firing!" And with that he sent 3 shots away. Those that
could, watched as the tracer bullets flew towards the pirates just
missing the boat. It turned in panic, but by that time the Apaches were
on them and once again released a good shot of tear gas.
"Well done lads, brilliant!" Scott and all of them were elated. Now for
the other two.
"Go get them you two." Scott took them near the second set of boats and
again Jan half filled them and like the first two stopped any further
action. There was a lot of panic on the boats.
"Ok, two left, lets go to full speed." Long before the Jean got to them
Marcell and Jon had tear gassed them and as far as the pirates were
concerned, it was all over. Still, no time to relax, they were still
armed. Scott told Paul to send warning shots and he closed on them so Jan
could give them a wash. Paul fired off 3 more rounds.
"We will stay with these boats and get them on board. Marcell go back to
the first pair and tear gas them again then come back and turn round.
(refuel and new gas containers)Jon you stay with the second pair and give
them another dose as well. I don't want any of them to be able to get
away. Colin to the winch. Andrew, George and Neil go out and welcome this
shit on board. Take the shot guns and handcuffs.
The pirates were bought on board, all 12 of them. Understandably they
cooperated as they could see Paul up on the fly with his rifle on
them. They were handcuffed to the stern rail and watched as Jan had the
pleasure of sinking their boats. Scott took them to the second pair and
once again hoisted that lot on board. Paul now went to the stern just to
show them his intimidating self. Andrew went over the side to both boats
and threw out weapons except the hand guns and bought them and all the
navigation aids back on board. All pirates were then put into the two
boats and left. During all this both helicopters had came back one at a
time, turned round and took off again to go to the first pair.
"Skip they are moving away."
"Gas them then and you drop grenades Jon."
"Yippee! Sorry skip!"
Scott took them to the first boats and repeated all that they had done to
the two other pairs. They were disarmed and one boat sunk and then the
lot put back in the other one.
"Where are the mother boats?"
"Can only see 2 skip and they are the second and third ones. One at three
miles and the other at three and a half."
"Oh fuck it, lets go, leave them to it. Send out that the attack is over.
Thanks everyone, great job!"

They all arrived on the bridge very happy and even more confident about
their performance and their ability to not only defend themselves, but
attack the attackers and cause them a lot of misery.
"George and I will go down to the video shack and start getting it all on
disk skip."
"You bet your fuckin sweet life we will, but don't think your coming out
alive you dickhead." Neil and Andrew creased up and explained to the rest
what Gerry had done to George. Maybe it was because of the past four
hours or so and all that had happened, but the whole bridge fell apart
for a very long time. It was a good end to a great performance.

Way down in the video room Gerry sat on George's cock and got to work and
after two hours and three ejeculations later Gerry had produced an hour
long dvd. They were both fucked, Gerry literally!

Meanwhile Scott was called to the bridge again. A ship was in trouble.
"Bloody hell it's getting busy!" Scott said as he and Andrew went to the
bridge.
"Just picked up a call from a ship called "Lady Carrier" skip. She has
engine trouble and is stopped and by her position she is only 75 miles
from the Somalian coast. I think she must be drifting towards it. We are
90 from her and will take about 3.5 to get to her."
"Thanks Colin, go to full speed, but don't call her we don't want to
advertise ourselves." Colin pushed the throttles through the gates and
once again they all felt the rapid exceleration. Great stuff!
"Ok Colin let the crew know what's happening."
"Can I have a bit of fun skip?"
"Yeah, sure."
Colin picked up the mike.

"Ok you fuckin tossers listen out. This is your new captain, Captain
Colin. I have taken over the ship because skip won't swap with Neil and
he is now over the side and Andrew is single again. First one up here
gets him. I'm not interested because I know where he's been!" They all
came to the bridge and beat him up, (except George who was still taking
Gerry's temperature down in the video shack) but he did manage to tell
the rest what they needed to know.
"Could be tricky this one guys. We will just have to see how things are
when we get nearer. It's going to be dark and i'm not sure if that's good
or not. We will depend on the Apaches to scout ahead when we get close.
Anyway off watch stand down and you Colin, go and make yourself useful,
for a change!"
"Skip!" He went off the bridge trying to look useful.

" Jon?" He looked at Marcell and saw his eyes were quite moist.
"What's wrong Marcell?" They were in a 69, but Jon broke away and joined
him head to head and kissed him.
"You know i'm a month older than you, right?"
"Yes old man?" Marcell's face broke into a smile.
"Then it's up to me to ask YOU to marry me then?
"Suppose. So you asking then?"
"What do you think?"
"Sure I do, but are you sure that's what you want?"
"Course I am, but is it what YOU really want?"
"I have just said haven't I?"
"So i'm going to ask you ok?"
"Ok get on with it, I want to get back to what we were doing, don't you?"
"Yes but I just want to see who is the first to stop asking a
question..................Will it be you?"
"I have no idea who's turn it is to say anything now. Mine isn't it?"
"YES, AND NOW SHUT UP AND SUCK THIS! Please?" They giggled like the
sweet, sweet boys they are, don't you think?

"She is on radar skip, 15 miles."
"Has she radio'd any more?"
"No, I think she dosn't want to broadcast too much."
"Ok i'm coming up. Call the boys and ask them to come to the bridge. Hope
we are disturbing something!" Scott and Andrew had perfect timing and had
just got dressed after making love and a shower.
Scott looked at the radar. There were four on the screen, but none seemed
to be anywhere near the drifting ship. He assumed they were told not to
go any were near a ship in trouble in these waters, but that was against
the rules. Oh well who can really blame them? Marcell and Jon came on the
bridge and it was obvious what they had been up to by the look on their
happy faces!
"In about 10 minutes I want one of you up, fight it out between you who
it is and then I want who ever to over fly the Lady Carrier and we can
see if it's all clear ok?" Marcell took a coin out and flipped it. Jon
won.
"Come back to 15 knots Freddy."
"Skip." Scott went to the mike and called everyone up to the bridge.
"Ok, Paul on the fly please and two more with him for look out."
"Skip."
Scott went to the mike and called the "Carrier." No reply.
"Jon start up, you will be going soon. Keep a good look out everyone. Jan
start the generators."
Skip."
Scott got to 500 yards and went to 5 knots. He called several times, but
still no reply. Was this another "Northern Wanderer?" He wondered as did
everyone eles.
"Skip ready to go."
"Ok take off I want to see all the deck, but mainly who is on the bridge,
go there first, try and get as close to it as you can Jon. Marcell start
up as well, wait for me."
"Skip."
"Anything happening up there ?" He asked the fly.
"Cant see anyone skip and I thought someone would be out as you called
them several times now. Does not look too good to me."
"Think your right Paul. EVERYONE keep a good look out. We wont put the
searchlights on yet, but standby." Scott went and looked at Jon's screen
he had just got to the front of the "Carriers" bridge. Jon zoomed in with
the camera and you could see them all standing there, including the ones
with weapons.
"Weapons everyone. Get off the fly. There is nothing we can do, they must
know we are here and all we are doing is putting the crew at more risk.
Hard to starboard, full ahead. Andrew send out all the info. Sorry guys,
too late, again."

It was with a lot of disappointment that they went away from the "Lady
Carrier." It was like running away from a fight, but they knew if they
hung about the crew could be worse off. Scott thought out loud. "One day
we will be in a position to take a ship back. Now wouldn't THAT be
something? Ok go back on course and 8 knots please. I'm taking Andrew to
bed he needs councelling about something i'm sure."
"More like a fuck!" JANET!

Paul and Thomas were in a 69, but with Paul standing up holding onto Tom
with no effort at all. Thomas had both of his hands around Paul's cock
while sucking as much of him as he could get down. Paul had all of Thomas
in his mouth. Nothing was said for obvious reasons, they were just having
a good time in one of their many favorite positions. Paul wandered over
to the shower room opened the door, stood in the shower and turned it on.
Neither stopped and just allowed the water to cascade over them. Paul got
the soap and began to wash Tom's back, bum and legs. He got him vertical
and wrapped his massive arms around his joy while Thomas wrapped his arms
and legs around Paul. Paul teased Tom's button with his cock by rubbing
over it several times. Paul finish washing Thomas and now it was his turn
to wash Paul which was going to take twice as long, but was absolutely
loving it, both of them were. Finally dried and in the single bunk they
got to their favorite position of all when Paul wrapped himself
completely round Thomas and kissed him for a very long time. After that
very long time, Paul got out of the bunk taking Thomas with him. He stood
up (vertical sex obviously being very important to these two)
turned Thomas so his back was against his chest and with Tom's feet on
the bunk. Introduced his cock to Thomas and then sunk his whole length
into the man who he loved so much and once there he bought himself
and Thomas to two glorious eruptions. Paul had fired off as many shots
from his cock as from his rifle earlier that day. It all ended up back in
the shower for a repeat clean up. Back in the bunk Paul checked the alarm
for two hours time, they both told the other that they loved him and they
both fell into a very happy sleep.

Scott had sent the video that Gerry had eventually produced to his
father, who then sent a copy to the media. WHY he did God knows. The
phones around the world were over heating with news outlets trying to get
to them. The first they knew of it was when someone turned the tv on at
breakfast and they and their pirate contact was spread all over the
place. They all watched themselves and knew when they got to Mumbia they
were going to be swarmed with reporters, tv crews and possibly even the
Gay Times! It was not thought a good idea. It would take another week
before they got there and wait for the O6 to come in from Australia.
Scott reworked his time table so he would sail to meet the O6 and come in
with her when they got to Mumbia. It would mean being at sea for longer
instead of the break they were all looking forward to, but they would be
away from the media.
"What do you think guys?"
"Well at least we will be out of the pirate area if we go on and meet the
O6, so that in a way is a break." They all opted to stay at sea and hoped
the interest would not be so intense as it was right now. Now that was
settled Scott took the Jean out of the area and now they could fully
relax and the watches were changed so that there was only two on at any
one time.
Normal work went on of course and Neil, Andrew and now Thomas completed
one of the "screamers" and attached it to Marcell's Apache. He took off
and went out a mile, turned and flew back at 70 mph. Just as he got to
the stern he threw a switch and the most dreadful noise came out of the
new fitting. In terms of decibels it was higher than a girl waking up
after her fuck date and realising she had run out of the "morning after
pill!"
It was really impressive and the guys went back to the engine room to
make the second one for Jon's machine. "That will put the shits up any
pirate, glad I thought of it." George glared at Gerry daring him to say
something. Gerry wisely kept his mouth shut, but later gave his bum to
the love of his life as a peace offering.

During this unexpected extra sailing time they took advantage of the
"holiday" and Scott would often stop the ship and many of them would dive
overboard for a swim. Janet did not have swim wear and said she would
skinny dip. There was panic from the crew at the thought of a naked
Janet and they had a whip round and raised 20 quid for her not to bother!
Janet thought it was hilarious until she found out Paula had also chipped
in!

Paul got into the scuba gear and went out for a half hour or so and
during that time had a good look at the hull, just an interest thing. He
began to train others and it was very popular with most of them.
It was a lovely time and as the weather was so good most of them went to
the flight deck just in swim wear and cuddle up to their partners. It was
all very romantic and it caused quite a number of stiff cocks which was a
sight for sour eyes. Janet and Paula pretended they were digusted!
There was one other brilliant time when all the crew except Marcell and
Jon were on the bridge just drinking coffee and chatting. Andrew looked
out and told everyone to come and look at the two boys on the flight deck
who were sitting facing one another with arms and legs wrapped round
enjoying the kissing. "Think they need a calm down don't you  Jan?" Scott
said. With out a word Jan started up the cannons generator, raised the
stern ones and set the nozzels to spray and turned both of them on.
Within 2 seconds the two were soaked, but even that did not stop them!
After a minute or so, as though on cue, both boys stood up with their
backs to the bridge, dropped their shorts and "mooned" all those
watching. A hugh cheer went up, but even more laughter when Reg asked,
"which one is Marcell then?"

At dinner one evening Janet talked about what Scott had said when they
had to leave the Lady Carrier and his remark about one day taking a ship
back from pirates.
"Were you serious Scott?"
"Serious yes, but I would never ask anyone to get involved Jan. That's
not what you all signed up too. No, as much as it would be a great thing
IF the conditions were right, it wont happen." Janet came back at him.
"And if it was one of your fathers ships?"
"Well you got me there. To be honest I don't know what I would do, but
for sure I would not want to put any of you at even more at risk than you
are under right now."
"We could always plan it though. If Paul could train us and we practise
boarding the Jean and then practise on the O6 when we meet her at least
if we were in a situation that we could take a ship back, we would know
how to go about it and who will go on board." Everyone was impressed with
what Jon had just said and Marcell showed it by running a hand up Jon's
leg. Paul spoke up.
"We were trained to carry out boarding operations and I was involved a
lot and I could help. The Apaches would be great , but they cant fly
beyond 2 miles and we cannot get that close. We would have to stand off
at least 4 miles other wise they would smell a rat. So I guess we would
have to make plans without the Apaches and use the RIB blind and hope we
can get to a ship without being detected. I think Scott you should see
what we all think about this and I already know you wont do anything
without 100% support, so I suggest we all vote and if you think it's
better a secret vote would be the best way then nobody would feel they
have to vote yes because of a different opinion."
"Ok then, lets vote on it and have a box on the bridge and voting slips
tomorrow. Still, I will say this, 100% or not I will have the last word
on this ok?' They all agreed and Paul would go on the bridge and talk to
Reg and Freddy.
"Before you go Paul there is something that may help every body make up
their minds." Neil said. They were all ears.
"I'm fairly sure we could take one Apache and fly it off the RIB. I'm
sure Andrew and I could come up with something like a wooden platform
strapped to the RIB so the chopper could take off. It may not have to
land back on it because IF we took a ship back the Jean would be moving
in and who ever flies it could land back on here. We could have it so the
platform could be quickly thrown over board and the RIB could be freer to
get to the ship to pick up the boarding party after taking back the
ship." That impressed everyone and any plans in the future would involve
Neil's suggestion.

Votes had been cast and they were all in the box. Scott excluded himself
from voting. It was all quite funny really. Scott asked Reg to count the
votes and when he took the slips out he was smiling.
"You call this a secret vote? Everyone has put their name on the slips!"
He read them out.
"Yes sweetheart, so long as I can go and beat the shit out of them.
Janet!"
"Course love. Jan told me to vote yes. Paula."
"Yes, the SAS RULES, OK! Guess who?"
"Yes skip, can I fly JP1 please?" Marcell.
"Yes skip, can I fly JP2 please?" Jon. Reg laughed. "They put that on the
same voting slip!"
"Go for it skip, but take Colin!" Neil.
"I speak for both of us while Gerry is taking a crap and we both say
YES!"
"Yes skip, go for it, Paul's life cover is very good!" Thomas.
"I will say yes but wish to be annonomous. Andrew!"
"Yes so long as I can be captain again!" Colin.
"And mine is the last one then and so it's all up to me, but you have a
100% yes vote Scott." They would not let Reg get away with that.
"Come on Reg what did you say?" Jan asked.
"Oh, just said yes, thats all." Janet took his slip.
"Oh yeah? What about this then?" "but I have a bad leg, well I will on
the day!"
They all had a good laugh and agreed it would be left to Scott and Paul
to talk it all over and get back to them later.

"Which one of us will fly then Marcell?" Jon was sitting on the bunk
naked and Marcell was laying across his lap also naked and face down
enjoying the bum play which Jon was giving. He ran both hands over and
over his bum and would stop every so often to insert a finger inside his
boyfreind's hole. He would also lean over and rim Marcell who just laid
there lapping it all up.
"Toss you for it."
"What with a coin or wank one another off and the last one to cum wins?"
"Wank, the best out of three wins."
"Ok." And the subject was forgotten, but only because Jon moved and laid
on top of Marcell and put his cock where his finger had just come from.

They were flying for sure, but no helicopter was involved!

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