Date: Fri, 8 Feb 2013 23:06:10 +0000
From: robert goater <winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: M/V Jean Peterson Part 18

Mumbai Harbour and a fight.

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Andrew broke away from Scott's mouth and smiled. He had often thought
what his response to a proposal would be, ranging from running around the
room yelling, yepppiii! Dropping Scott's pants and giving him a blow job.
Taking HIS pants down for Scott to give him one. Going to the couch
and laying down with arms and legs open and saying, "take me!" Ringing
his lawyer (if he had one) to draw up a pre nuptial agreement, or holding
Scott into his body as hard as he could and...............?

"Yes my love, yes and i'm so pleased your mum is here to be the first to
know." Not for the first time did Scott experience Andrew saying the
right thing at the right time. They kissed as an engaged couple and went
to their cabin and that's where we will leave them.
God bless and help you both.

They said goodbye to Bob and Philip and thanked them for their
hospitality. Each couple wishing the other well.
"We hope that you can find the time to come and stay with us on the farm
sometime, but meanwhile stay safe and look after one another."

"Thanks both of you, when we can, we will." That was not a throw away
comment. They both really wanted to take them up on the invitation.

It was good being back on the Jean and by the reception everyone was
pleased to see them back. Neither Scott or Andrew told them about
themselves and instead went to their cabin and fired off a couple of
emails to their respective families. They would let the crew know some
other time.

The boarding practise started the next day on the O6. Time and time again
they boarded her and once they had got it right, they began night
boarding's. That would go on until they got to Mumbai.
Paul continued to throw Scott all over the mat, but it was getting better
in that it was getting less frequent, unless Scott had stopped
counting! He continued his gym workouts and become stronger each day.
Andrew could be in a lot of trouble!
Andrew kept up the firing practice and was determined to get as near as
he could to Paul's standards. He already knew he could not kill anyone,
but he was damb sure any pirate would be thinking the next shot would.

The day before they were due to dock, Scott called a bridge meeting. He
wanted to discuss the ships security while in harbour.
"We found the tracker that someone fixed to us in Mumbai last time, so we
will have to take precautions so we don't get another visit and we need
to organize ourselves. Thoughts anyone?" Everyone looked at Paul for some
reason, but it was Janet who got in first.
"We light up so we can see the whole ship at night, but make sure we can
see over the sides as well. We need two crew round the clock on deck and
on the fly at night. Have the lights so that those on the fly cannot be
seen. I know this next bit may seem a bit over the top, but I think we
should assume we could have something nasty attached to the hull, in
which case I think we should have a supply of grenades on the fly to
chuck over the side and give the shits, the shits. In case anyone thinks
it's OTT remember the Green peace ship that was blown up in New Zealand
all because she was making a nuisance of herself in nuclear test bombing
areas. Loss of life as well. We are also making a nuisance of our self's
as the tracker proves." Janet sat back and let the slower brains of the
crew catch up.
"You have done it again Jan, you get it right before my brain can start
up. I agree with everything you say." Reg was impressed.
"Thanks Reg. That's the beauty of having this stunning, if slightly over
weight lesbian with you."
"Don't push it Jan!" Reg said. Everyone agreed with her and Paul set up
the harbour rota and added that he would check the hull out before they
left.

"Skip we have had a call from the harbour authorities telling us a pilot
will be boarding us and take us to our mooring. They will be here
tomorrow at 09 00." Freddy put the mike back on it's hook.
"Odd? They have never done that before. Wonder why." Scott said to
Andrew.
"I think we can expect others to come with them Scott. They may not want
us around now that there is a lot of interest in us. There could be a
problem when we dock." Andrew said.

They sighted the pilot and Scott slowed and had the ladder put over the
side. The pilot came to the bridge and shook hands with Scott. A pleasent
guy who just asked Scott to follow his instructions. As they entered the
Victoria docks he took the ship to the far end and well away from any
other ships.
"Is there a reason why we have been put here?" Scott asked. The pilot
smiled and said goodbye. There were officials on the dock and as soon as
the gang way was in place they all came on board and went through
everyone's passports and checked all the paper work concerning the Jean.
They asked to see the weapons and wired them up together and sealed them.
Scott was told they would come back and release them before they sailed.
"We have put you here because there is a lot of media waiting to come on
board for interviews. This is a secure area and they can't get to you. We
will take anyone out if you need supplies and bring you back. My advice
is for us to take you and we can be here tomorrow at 08 00."
"Thank you we will take you up on that. " He saw the officials off the
ship and came back to the bridge.

"Ok we need to put shopping lists together and work out who is going out.
Will you organize that Andrew?"
"If you want it done properly skip, of course I will!" Andrew smiled at
them all then had it taken off his face. "There is always a first time
for every thing Andrew." Colin could be sharp at times!
"Skip, what do you see in this guy?" He asked
"Oh, just about everything you see in Neil, Colin."
"Nice one skip. You have a lot of love in that case." Andrew went to
Colin and gave him a hug.

"Skip, come to the fly please." It happened to be Paul and Thomas on
watch and Scott knew that he would not be called without good reason.
"Look skip there are bubbles coming up. It can only be a scuba diver. We
have looked at the harbour side of the ship and that's clear. Do I throw
a stun?"

Scott looked to where Paul was pointing and could see the air bubbles
coming to the surface about a 100 yards from the ship.
"No, but we will if he comes too close. We have to wait, if we throw now
we could be in deep shit, whoever it is could just be out for a bit fun
or a security guy. I'm sure you have scuba dived in a harbour before and
no one ever bombed you Paul, but I know what we CAN do, hang on." Scott
called Neil to start one of the engines which would give power to the
propeller pods and the bow thruster. He also asked for extra ropes to be
put out. When that at was done he had the pods run at astern which would
cause a major problem for anyone trying to do anything to the hull.

"Nice one skip! Think we are clear."
"Chuck a couple over anyway Paul, just to let "whoever," know we are
still awake."
At first light Paul got into scuba gear and confirmed that nothing was
attached to the hull.

The O6 left her mooring and headed out to sea, Scott fell in behind her
to escort the ship to the Red Sea. When Scott knew she would be out of
danger he would open up and head for home!
However, it would take two weeks before that would happen and they could
not relax, not that they would anyway. Just as well, things were about to
get hot!

Day one and two would see Scott coming into his own as far and he turned
the corner in his training and Paul now began the art of fighting dirty,
filthy in fact and what Scott was taught was not for delicate eyes
really. Lets just say if what was done was carried to the fullest,
someone could be left with a very severe case of rigor mortis.

During one of these sessions Paul encourage some of the others to carry
out surprise attacks on Scott. Janet was the first to attempt one. She
lumbered up to him screaming her head off and lunged at Scott, he timed
it to perfection and stept aside at the right moment and she flopped down
on her ample chest and all the air was forced out of her. It was not a
pretty sight. Paula cursed Scott for killing her girlfriend and attacked
him, he caught her and laid her on top of Jan. It was Reg's turn next, he
went in a menacing manner towards Scott, held out his hand and introduced
himself! Marcell and Jon attacked together and all three of them had a
great time fighting with Scott using an advanced martial arts technique
called tickling, but finally bought it to and end by giving a massive
pinch on both their lovely backsides. It was left to Andrew to overpower
Scott, he went to him looking like some ninja on heat, got in front of
Scott and kissed him! After the cheers had stopped Paul said, "God
fucking help us!" He rushed at Scott and flattened him!

Scott was half way through a gym session when Marcell came in really for
his. Scott had finished a 5 mile run and was now on the rowing machine
for an hour. He had worked up a fair old sweat and it was running off
him. Marcell got on the tread mill and started his run and every now and
then looking over to Scott. Scott noticed Marcell's looks and smiled to
himself. He was sure Marcell thought VERY strongly about him, the looks,
the extra strong cuddle and very often making an excuse to give him one
and in particular if no one else was about. They both finished their
workouts and even though they both needed a shower stopped off and had a
coffee first.
"Skip can I say something?"
"Mmmm, problem?"
"No, skip I wont let it be a problem, no this is something I have been
thinking since we left Mumbai. It maybe someone was trying to put a bomb
or something under us and I just think we are going to have more attacks
and possibly more boats coming at us. We had six boats attack us before,
but really it was three separate attacks by two boats each and of course
we stopped them, but what if they had attacked at the same time, could we
have couped with them all? We don't know, but it would have been
difficult." Scott was listening and watching Marcell. He may only be
still very young, but he had a good head on those lovely shoulders. He
also wondered what it was he would not say there was a problem about? He
had a good idea though.
"We can look after ourselve's, but I was just wondering if we had even
more boats attack us it could be a struggle. Skip I know this sounds a
bit daft, but if we put the two Bells back together we could fly them
into a boat if it got too hot to handle. At least it may stop a couple if
we hit them right!"
The idea did indeed sound a bit drastic, not to say expensive, but
Marcell was right and at the very least if they were reassembled they
would be there to use if required.
"They can't go on the flight deck Marcell, no room and who would fly
them?"
"Andrew, you said he was quite good and it would only be a one way
flight, so landing is not important. I would put them on the fore deck
and secure them there. I know they don't have cameras so he would have to
fly by sight, but i'm sure he could do it." Scott smiled at him.
"Marcell I think it's a very good idea and we will discuss it with the
others, thankyou. I really like it. Marcell, what is it you don't want to
say?" Marcell looked at Scott and Scott knew.
"You don't have to answer Marcell. I think I know what it is."
"Ok skip, thanks." They held the look for sometime and Marcell left to go
to his cabin. Marcell did not go to Scott for a cuddle. Scott thought
some more, then went to his.


The alarm sounded and all rushed to their stations. It was a calm day and
visability very good and they could all see the boat coming straight at
the O6 about 4 miles at 2 o'clock through binoculars. Andrew had already
pushed both throttles through the gate and the Jean was excelerating to
full speed. The O6 was also creeping up to full speed. Marcell was told
to go and meet the boat and cover it ready to attack. Jon was told to fly
at 250 feet above them.
"Contact at 5 miles 6 o'clock!"
"Change of tactics now, come back to 10 knots." Scott said and it soon
became clear their tactics had indeed changed quite a lot because when
the boats got within 3 miles they reduced speed to the O6's. Scott had no
choice but to stay with the O6.
"Ok, they could know about the Apaches and i'm guessing how long they can
fly and so they will stay out of range until JP1 and 2 have to come back
to refuel. I don't think they can see the helicopters now, so again i'm
assuming they THINK they will be up. So come back you lads, land and top
up. I will send you up if they actually attack. JP1 you take the
one ahead of us, JP2 the boat aft. When I say you just go for them, but
this time do a head on attack and don't forget the screamers." By doing a
"head on" it would save time and fuel by having to fly wide and then come
in from behind, but in any case they might not have time to do that
anyway.
Scott was in a dilema, he could not go after one boat as that would leave
the other to attack the O6. For the first time the pirates were calling
the shots and it was up to Scott to out think them.

"Ok, listen up everyone. I'm thinking of transfering Paul and his rifle
to the O6 and he will cover the ship there. Paul?"
"Good thinking skip. I will get all the magazines and take more ammo as
well." Scott called Bob Taylor and he agreed it was a great idea. It
would not be easy to transfer, but now that Colin had trained a lot on
the winch he was as good as Paul and with the O6 still at full speed he
landed Paul on the deck perfectly. In two minutes they could see Paul on
the fly and he called Scott to tell him he was ready. The front boat had
turned on the same course as the O6 and stayed at 3 miles ahead. Now
Scott was calling the shots. He could go after one of the boats and
attack it or stay were he was knowing they could react to the whatever
these shits would do next. Now Paul was in a good firing position,
Scott fell back behind the O6 and stayed at 200 yards. He was now
covering both sides of the ship with the Jean.

By now the Apaches had landed and were waiting for Scott. After another
half hour like this Scott decided it was time to bring things to a head
and told the crew he was going to turn and go after the boat following
them. He radioed Paul and the O6 to let them know and ordered hard to
port and full ahead.
"Start up you two and wait."
"Skip."
Scott knew that the boat they were going for would most probably keep
it's distance by turning one way or another and he would just follow it
and then turn back hoping they would come close enough for him to be able
to have the Apaches fly off. That's exactly what happened, they turned to
port and Scott turned to meet them. He knew all he was doing is keeping
them away from the O6, but it was the front boat that could see the Jean
was some distance from the O6 now and turned to attack.
"I will wait for him to get too 500 yards and send warning shots skip."
"Thats good Paul, but if they keep coming go for the hull."
"Skip."
The boat they were after remained at a 3 mile distance and would be out
of range for the Apaches.
After some time and with Scott staying between the boat and the O6, the
boat increased speed and would now attack the O6.
"Hard to starboard. Take off Jon and fly low towards them, he is going to
attack the O6 and will be in range of you soon."
"Skip."
The Jean heaved over as she turned under full speed. In other
circumstances it would have been a thrill, but this was serious stuff.
 "JP1 take off and go for your target."
"Skip."
The front boat was now coming at the O6 at full speed and in fact doing
the JP1 a favour as it closed the distance. Marcell waited until he was
sure he was in range of the boat and when he was flew at them at full
speed. The attackers got the fright of their lives when Marcell switch on
the "screamer" and all looked up and must have thought their time had
come! The next thing they knew they were covered in tear gas.
"Got them skip!"
"Good man. Stay with them and go again if they don't turn."
"Ok skip. Skip there are 3 guys with RPG's!"
"Drop a grenade as well in that case and do a couple of runs with the
screamer"
"Skip!"
"Send out we are under attack Andrew." The front boat now stopped with
the pirates leaning over the side trying to wash the gas out of there
eyes. They were no longer a threat.
Scott was releived when the other boat seemed to have had enough and shot
off to port and away from the action. He called the Apaches in.
"Keep an eye on that boat. They might come back."
"They are still going away skip."
Scott thought about disarming the front boat, but the O6 was getting too
far ahead and there would not be time. Still, as they passed the pirates
Scott told Jan to give them a soaking and all six were last seen bailing
out for all they were worth.
"Send we are all clear please, and tell O6 to come back to 10 knots."
"Skip."

It was decided that Paul would stay on the O6 over night.
"We need to be on top of our game everyone. I think we are going to get
more of the same, but this was great and all because we have Paul and his
rifle.
Scott told them about Marcell's idea which met with everyones approval
and even expanded on it.
"I could rig something up so they have at least one genade on board and
it will blow up on impact. Give them something else to shit themselve's
about." Neil said. Both he and Andrew would start getting the Bells
together again and work on how to secure them to the deck and cover them.
They were missing Paul especially Thomas of course. Scott would take
Paul's watch and as he was expecting more attacks he put half crew on,
half off for eight hour watches.

He happened to be on when the next contact was sighted.
"Four boats 10 o'clock at 5 miles!"
Scott contacted the O6 and Paul reported he was on the fly bridge 1
minute later. It was getting dark and not a good time for a contact,
neither light or dark, but the night vision would be used on all cameras
and Paul's gun sight. Once again the O6 was at full speed and again a
matter of waiting. Scott stayed behind the O6 so he could see each side
of her with the radar by moving to port then starboard.
The boats stood off at 3 miles and Scott was happy with that. The O6 was
covered and that was what they were there to do.
Marcell and Jon were wrapped up on the flight deck holding hands and just
like everyone else waiting for something to happen.

The boats now turned together, fanned out and were coming at the O6.
Scott stayed where he was and once again guessed right.
"Start up lads."
"Skip."
"Two contacts at 3 o'clock, 5 miles!"
The 4 coming at them would get to them first so long as they kept up at
the speed they were going. He called Paul and told him to consentrate on
those. "I will send JP1 to attack the 2 on the port side, you cover the
other 2. I will send JP2 after the ones coming in at 3 o'clock."
"Skip." He waited and when they got to 2 miles sent Marcell off.
"Attack head on both of you. How far the 3 o'clocks?"
"3 miles skip." Scott waited, he wanted the 3 o'clocks to think they had
not been spotted.
"I'm going to attack skip." Marcell called out.
"Good man. Jon off you go."
"Skip."
"Got them skip."
"Ok, go to the other one."
"Skip."
"Skip i'm attacking." Jon called out. Jon did a pass on the first boat
giving it a good cover then turned and screamed over the second one.
"Got both skip!"
"Well done Jon, now give them a grenade each."
"Skip!"
"Skip just gassed the second one, shall I go for the next?" Good point
Marcell Scott thought.
"Have any of the boats stopped?"
"Both Jon's have and Marcell's first one has." Gerry said.
"Ok JP1 go after the third."
"Skip."
"Paul is the other one in range?"
"It already is skip, just waiting for it to get to 400 yards."
"Fire when he is."
"JP 1 and 2 attack yours again with gas and grenades."
"Skip."
"Shooting!" Paul sent 3 shots away and it had the effect he wanted, the
boat turned away. Now the boat was at 500 yards he had a perfect sight at
the engines. He sent another shot off and smashed the port one. It slowed
and came to a full stop when Paul shot and destroyed the other engine.
Paul reported to Scott.
"BLOODY HELL! Great shooting Paul."

Once again they could not follow up and disarm the pirates, but were more
than satisfied of a job well done. Still, there was no room to relax the
boys needed to get the Apaches ready in case of another attack. Scott
sent all the off watch to get some sleep.
"It's up to you what you get up too, just remember we could get called
any time." Not that they knew it, but they would not be bothered again
this trip.

As soon as they sailed into the Red sea they waved their goodbyes to the
O6 and increased speed. In another month they would be home and more than
ready for a month off. It took sometime for all of them to get used not
to be standing by for an action. They were now followed by millions
around the world and Scott knew they were going to be in for a lot more
attention when they got back. His father was dealing with all the media
interest and Scott hoped he could make it easy for them when they got to
Southampton.
That was not all William was doing, he had spoken to Andrew's family a
lot and they had agreed that they would come over and stay with him and
Scott and Andrew could get married in his home.
"All I have to do now Janice it get those two to agree. I could be in
trouble!"
"Oh I think they will love it William and your idea about all the crew
staying as well will make it one hell of a party!"
William held his breath and blurted it all out during one of their video
links. Andrew and Scott just listened as William prattled on. He had
obviously been planning this since he was told they were getting married.
We can put most up in the house and I will have two marquees put up, one
for accomodation and the other for the reception. He held his breath and
waited. It was in fact a bloody marvelous idea and they could not help
smiling at him from all that way away.
"When dad?"
"Thats up to you. Andrew's family say they can get over any time, so it's
up to you and the crew my son's!" They LOVED that!
"Dad I will be contacting Robin and Simon so that will be two more ok?"
"Numbers do not matter boy's, just hope everyone can come."

Scott called a bridge meeting and made up reasons why he wanted one. He
managed a few things and then the real reason they were there.
"Andrew's got something to tell you and ask you." He looked at Andrew and
got a "your dead" look back.!
"You bugger! I thought you were going to tell everyone we are getting
married!" All hell broke out and it took some time for the next bit.
"Apparently i'm still talking." Andrew was looking at Scott again.
"Scott's dad and Scott and me would like to invite you all to William's
home and be our guests at the marrage. My folks will be there and hope
you can be as well, it's just when." None had made any real plans, but
all thought it would be best as soon as they got back then Scott and
Andrew would have time together before they sailed again. They would get
to Southampton on the Wednesday and have a few days before the wedding
and all would go their separate ways on the Monday. No need to explain
more and Scott would leave the whole thing to his father. William could
not be happier and would have great fun watching other people organising
it for him. Simple really, get the wedding people in!

At long last Scott could close their door an know they would not be
disturbed for the next four hours. They came together and although it
will only take a couple of seconds to read it, they stayed wrapped up in
one anothers arms and kissed for a VERY long time.
Scott took Andrew's face in his hands and again their lips and tongues
met and as they kissed so they began to undress one another down to their
pants. Neither would ever tire of the look of his love just standing
there just in tight, white's. Scott kissed his way down Andrew's body
and when he got on his knees he stared at the beauty of Andrew's hidden
joy that he would soon uncover. With his hands on Andrew's hips he pulled
this wonder to him and gave gentle kisses the length of Andrew's hard
cock. He stayed nibbling the head which bought moans of pleasure from
Andrew. He put his hands on Scott's head and gently held him against his
rod.
"Please Scott." Scott kissed the length again and now pulled Andrew's
pants forward and down freeing this most lovely cock. Andrew breathed out
in relief.

Scott tenderly kissed the beautiful pink head and then made his way down
the shaft until he arrived at Andrew's forest and snuggled his mouth into
it. From there he went under Andrew's throbbing cock to his hairless sack
and bought out a cry from Andrew as he kissed, licked and sucked each
testical. Now he made his way back up the shaft until he arrived under
the head and sent Andrew crazy as he teased that most tender and erotic
of places. His tongue was working Andrew up into a frenzy and once again
he begged, "PLEASE Scott." Scott licked and kissed Andrew's head some
more and then, finally, took Andrew's head into his mouth and very slowly
swallowed this most beautiful of beautiful shafts to the very back of his
throat. Andrew was in heaven as Scott held him there and after a while
slowly withdrew and then sunk back down, to be repeated over and over
again.

Andrew was beside himself and even more so when Scott began to explore
Andrew's back door. Some how Andrew had already lubed and Scotts finger
of choice slipped in which gave Andrew even more pleasure!

It was time for both of them. Scott stood up and without a word laid
Andrew down onto the bunk and got his legs over his shoulders and leaned
over him and gently kissed his sweet mouth as Andrew put his hands around
Scott's head and returned the kisses. They stopped briefly as Scott
placed himself against Andrew and plushed himself slowly and gently into
the man who had changed his life. The man who he fell in love with the
moment he first saw him. They kissed once more, but again stopped and
looked deeply into one anothers eyes as Scott pushed with more pressure
and as he broke into Andrew they both cried out their love for the other.
Scott held still so Andrew could get the same beauty of the feel of one
lover entering another. They kept looking at one another as Scott now
very slowly entered Andrew fully in one beautiful thrust. Once fully
inside this wonderful man he stayed there and their mouths once again
joined and after a few moments Scott withdrew to his head and thrust back
into Andrew.

These two beautiful men slowly and gradually climbed that hill of love
together and the higher they climbed the more intense was that love
between them. By now the passion was as intense as it was possible to
be and they both knew it would not be long before the sumit was reached
in the most glorious way two gay lovers could experience together, the
physical demonstration of a love that could only be equalled.

The moment had come for both of them and Scott wrapped his arms around
Andrew's shoulders as Andrew's held Scott's body with his.
It was time.
It was now.
It was love.

Scott and Andrew stared at one another as Scott's body stiffened like a
rod of iron as he thrust into Andrew once more and held himself there as
though frozen in time and exploded into Andrew, 1,  2,  3,  4,  5 times,
last one as powerful as the first. The feel of Scott's first
ejeculation exploding into him bought Andrew to his own final act of
passion and shot five massive loads that covered both of these lovers and
as they did both of them recoiled after each combined ejeculation.

 Both men were recovering and waiting to return to some thing like
normal. They did eventually and Scott laid down beside Andrew with their
mouths still joined.

We will leave them now and let them be alone in their love.

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