Date: Sat, 9 Jun 2012 08:48:11 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Fighting Pirates. Part Four.

  This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All comments, good
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   Part Four

        It had taken longer than William had predicted, but I finally made
that arm over arm climb up the inside of the ratlines and made it to the
top. My arms and muscles were really aching and throbbing but I hung on up
there and shouted out with joy at succeeding but grimly made the way down a
stay hand over hand till I could drop to the deck.

     Quite a few of the men cheered me and William was all smiles as he
clapped me on the back and then dropped my sweaty body into our sea water
tub. I was over the moon at doing this feat for I knew that William was the
only other member of the ship to have achieved this feat.

     I dried myself off and got dressed and collared Digby to go ashore
with me to celebrate what I had achieved and went into one of the
taverns. I got two tankards of ale and we sat at one of the benches at a
long roughly hewn table. Some of our crew were sitting there with men from
other ships and had been there for quite some time by the looks of them. I
kept getting looks from one of our men and I recognised that he was, or had
been, one of the cronies of old Wilkinson who'd raped me and got thrown
overboard later. His name was Collins and about thirty years old and one of
the top men and I'd never really taken to him, but now he was looking for
trouble.

     `See that pretty boy down there,' he said to the men he was drinking
with, and their heads turned round to look at me. `He's the captain's bum
boy, and do you know what. He's been made into the gunnery officer. A boy
who uses his arse to get promotion when there's others better qualified for
the job.'

     Digby grabbed my arm as I started to get up so I threw my half full
tankard of ale at Collins, hitting him on the chest and covering his shirt
with the contents.

     `Why you little shit,' he shouted, jumping up and grabbing the back of
my hair, pulled me off the bench. I got my arm free from Digby's grasp and
held onto Collins arm as I went over backwards, pulling him down onto the
floor with me. Both of us gasped out as we landed and the force dislodged
his hand from my hair and I was able to roll away and get to my feet. He
was up too and took a swing at me with his fist and grazed my cheek but I
was able to hook him one in the stomach. We traded a few more blows with
him still sneering and calling me names and then I gave him one almighty
crack to the jaw and laid him out.

     That triumph was short lived for I had one of the other men jump on my
back and knock me down to the dirty shit strewn floor. He cried out because
his wrist had been caught under my shoulder when I landed and so was able
to break free from him too. We got up and he hit me a good one which hurt
but I had taken many punches like that during my first year of being a
captive of the pirates and could take them.

     He was surprised with the force of the blow he took to the chest and
he staggered back and as I moved towards him, he drew a knife and slowly
swung it in front of me.

     `Come on pretty boy,' he said, waving me to come forward with his free
hand. `Come and have this blade instead of a man's prick.' I moved and he
swung the knife and I jumped back before moving forward again, but this
time when he swung the knife, I caught his wrist and quickly went in
close. With my left hand holding his wrist, I put my right hand under his
elbow and pulled as I pushed my left hand down. The sound of his
splintering elbow was quite loud in the silence of the tavern as those
there had stopped talking to watch the fight. He gave out a scream and the
knife dropped to the floor and I let go of him as he reeled back, clutching
his broken elbow. I was panting heavily when I then had three more men jump
on me and bear me down to the floor.

     That was when Digby jumped in and landed on their backs and it then
became a free for all in the tavern. Heads were being hit with tankards and
bottles as Digby wrestled one off my back for me to be able to move and
kick another in the balls before I was able to get up and slug it out with
the third man. We traded a few blows before I was able to knock him to the
floor where he scrambled about getting kicked by somebody else's boot
before I could get to him. My arm was grabbed from behind and I just
started to swing at this new assailant when I saw that it was Digby pulling
me and managed to stop the blow and heard him shouting above the noise.

     `Enough Jim! Let's get out of here.' I didn't argue for I was aching
all over and we fought and clawed our way out into the fresh air and leaned
back against the wall to get our breathing back to normal. `Wow! That was
some fight!' Digby panted. `I didn't know you could fight like that. It was
great the way you took them on.'

     `Thanks for your coming in when you did. I couldn't have handled all
of them,' I said, now being able to breathe properly. `Let's go and have a
quiet drink now.' We pushed ourselves off the wall and moved away from the
thumps and sounds of broken glass coming from that particular tavern. My
shirt was torn and my clothes were now filthy but I still fitted in with
the other men in the next tavern. It was quieter and we were able to have
our drink in peace, for a short while anyway. Some of our crew came in and
spotting us, came over and sat down at our table.

     `Is it true what we just heard in the other tavern?' one of them
asked. Before I had a chance to say anything, Digby said it was true and
went on to tell them what had happened. He embellished it somewhat by
saying that I had five of them on me and beat the shit out of all of
them. Two from our ship and three from another. He told them the names of
our two and that one had a broken arm now.

     We were brought a few more drinks before I cried wolf on drinking
anymore and so Digby and I went out, leaving the others still drinking and
went back to our ship. Mr Tombs was waiting for us at the head of the
gangplank, a stern look on his face.

     `The Captain wants you in the cabin immediately,' he said to me, and
then smiled. `Well done lad,' and patted me on the back as I went towards
our cabin, leaving Digby talking to the first mate. I wondered what William
was going to say about what happened back in the tavern. He was sitting
behind the table, using it as a desk and I went and stood before him as he
threw down the quill he'd been using.

     `Well? You've not long been promoted as third mate and you go into a
tavern and disable two of my top men. So not only do I need this new cabin
boy, I need two men who can handle sails. Would you be so kind as to tell
me why you broke one man's jaw and smashed the other's elbow?'

     `I didn't like the way he was saying that I was your bum boy.'

     `Well it's true, isn't it?'

     `That's not the point! He was telling others in the tavern of how you
fuck me. Well that's what started it.'

     `And you finished it?'

     `No. The fight was still going on when I left,' I grinned. `I think
the others must have wrecked the place.'

     `So what do you think I should do with you after this display?'

     `Take me to bed and fuck me? It was so exciting I got a hard on
fighting them,' I grinned.

     `You cheeky little sod,' he laughed, `but it's as good a reason than
any.' He got up and began to take his clothes off as I took off mine and I
was on the bed before him. He was soon on there behind me and I cried out
with the pleasure I got when he rammed himself hard up into me and gave me
one of the best fucks I'd ever had from him. After coming inside me, he
stayed there, still throbbing as he jerked me off till I came with some
force over the bed sheet.

     `I've heard two versions so far,' he said as he cuddled me after I
cleaned us both up. `Now tell me yours.' So I told him and about how Digby
helped me. `Well I can just see the gun crews being a bit wary of you now
Jim lad, now you've shown some spunk and can handle yourself.' I glowed
inside with these words. `Now let's get up and dressed and see how the
workers are getting on with that gun deck.'

     This deck had had two great holes blown through the ship's side,
destroying two of the cannons and most of the gun crew that manned
them. Seven out of ten which meant that new men had to be recruited from
the drifters that hung around the taverns hoping for a ship to take them
out from the islands.

     When the word got round that we wanted twelve seamen to sign on, we
had a crowd of over twenty men standing on the quay. William was told and
went off the ship and led the men to the nearest tavern and began talking
to them each personally. Mr Tombs was there with him with the ships log to
sign on those that William accepted.

     The selected twelve were taken back to the ship and handed over to Mr
Davis to be shown their quarters and he sorted out seven to be spread among
the other gun crews. Each gun had five men with one nominated as the gun
captain who was responsible for overseeing the sponging, loading and firing
of it.

     I was introduced to them as the gunnery officer and they showed that
at least they had heard of the fight in the tavern and so, as William had
said, showed me some respect even though it was only a boy that was their
lord and master below decks. We started straight off with some gun drill so
that the new men could get used to working with their new mates. Mr Davis
was pleased they way they fitted in and told me that they would pass and it
was now up to me in respect of accurate fire when needed. This I passed on
to William in bed that night.

     `I've never lined up a gun before. I've seen Mr. Davis do it when I
was carrying powder but I don't know if I can do this,' I said to him as I
stroked his erection abstractedly.

     `Well sort that out very soon. We'll be sailing in two days time and
up against the cliffs a few miles out from the harbour is a hulk. Now what
we'll do is make several passes of it for you to get your eye in by firing
some of the cannons at this wreck and that way you'll learn how to sight
the guns. Now let's do something with the prick you've been stroking till I
can stand no more of what you're doing.' I smiled at him and moved off him
and went onto my knees and crooned as I felt his hard cock slowly fill my
backside till his thighs were up against mine and he could get no more of
it inside me.

     Not only was he soothing my back passage as he slowly fucked me but
soothed the fears of having to give the gun crews the orders about loading
and reloading and the firing of the guns. His big hands were a comfort as
he held my hips and I'd never felt so secure in my short life of having him
having me and looking after me and giving me the pleasure of having his
throbbing cock move in and out of my backside. God, I loved this man!

                                                            *

     We sailed two days later as William had said and it was a couple of
hours later that I saw the hulk up against the cliffs. He'd also told me
that we would make three passes of the wreck. The first would be at a
distance of forty yards, the second at sixty and the third at one
hundred. I'd had a word with the gun captains and let them set the range
for me to observe and note the fall of shot for this was going to be the
only way for me to learn. I also added that the best one of them all could
fuck me later but the worse one would have me fucking him before I broke
his arm. This made them laugh and I knew that they would do their best.

     I watched them sight the guns at the first pass with the instruction
to fire when they were ready. I noted the angle of the gun muzzle and saw
that all five hit the target. I also watched them reset the angle for sixty
yards and three were better though all hit the hulk again. The angle was
much greater for one hundred yards and these shots were more scattered with
one missing completely. The gun crews laughed when I kicked that gun
captain up the arse.

     `You'll pay for that with me having what I've just kicked,' I said and
it made the other four men laugh, though I didn't carry out that threat but
told him that I would if he ever missed a sitting target like that
again. He grinned and clapped me on the shoulder. He actually became the
best gunner later on.

     Leaving the men to sponge out and clear away and secure the guns, went
up to the poop deck to hear from William.

     `Well done Jim lad,' he said, also clapping me on the back. `That was
fine shooting.'

     `Yes, fine shooting Mr Jim,' Mr Tombs echoed. He and Davis had started
to address me as Mr Jim, not using my surname as we did to them. I excused
myself and went back down below and got the gun captain that had fired the
best shots and asked him quietly to follow me. I led him through to the
rope locker and closed the door behind us.

     `What I promised you Baxter,' I said as I dropped my pantaloons and
bent over a coil of rope. I heard the rustle of clothing and him spit in
his hand and a moment later, his hand came to my hip and I felt the head of
his cock touch my ring piece. We both gave out a grunt as he widened me
enough for the head of his cock to enter me and have the shaft follow to
fill me. I think that he was so delighted to fuck the captain's bum boy
that he didn't last more than a minute or so before he held me tight in his
grasp and grunt out with every shot of sperm that erupted inside me.

     `That was great Jim,' he said as he pulled out of me.

     `Mr Jim it is now Baxter,' I admonished him as I pulled up my
pantaloons.

     `Yes, ah, Mr Jim. Will we get this every time?' he asked, putting his
fast deflating prick away inside his trousers.

     `We shall see,' I smiled as I left the rope locker and went back on
deck to see us leaving the islands and looked up at the sun and saw that we
were on a north easterly course. Well William will tell me later where we
were heading.

     `Mr Jim,' I heard Digby say coming up behind me, using my title
because we were out on the open deck. `Could...could we visit the rope
locker?'

     `Why not,' I smiled. `It should be empty.' I hope, I said to
myself. It was and we closed the door behind us and quickly took our
clothes of and lay on the deck and sucked each other's cock for a few
minutes before he broke off and got up onto his knees. I spat in my hand
and added my saliva to his and got behind him and stuffed my erection up
into his backside. He was tight and I loved his squeezing of me as I
shafted him till I came. I wiped my prick on some rags and bent over for
him to fuck me, my second cock inside half an hour, it was lovely.

     I would have liked to stay down there longer but I'd been missing too
long now and so we separated, literally, him pulling out of me and I left
him to clean himself up and went up on deck to find that it was time for
lunch. That was obvious for Dinky, our new cabin boy, was carrying a loaded
tray towards the lower poop deck cabin of William and myself. Dinky was a
local Antiguan and had jumped at the chance of leaving the island and going
to sea.

     `Lunch Mr Jim,' he said and so I followed him into the cabin where
William and Mr Tombs were already seated at the table. I was tempted to
stroke Dinky's bum when he served me but I saw William watching me and I
saw him shake his head slightly so I grinned at him and didn't touch the
boy.

     I found after lunch that William had devised another muscle exercising
for me and this didn't involve my penis. I laid on my back on the aft cargo
hatch and had a twenty pound cannon ball tied to my ankles. I was to then
raise my legs twenty five times, rest a minute and then do another twenty
five. This was to last an hour and I thought it was easy. The first lifting
was okay, and so was the second. Then it began to get harder; and harder
and I could barely move in those last few minutes of the hour and was
sweating like a pig when time was called.

     I couldn't walk when the ball was untied. I had to be carried off the
hatch and be supported on both sides of me for quite some minutes before I
could stand on my own. It was more like a punishment than exercise.

     `By all the saints in heaven,' I gasped out to William when my
breathing had eased and my heart had stopped thumping in my chest. `That
was bloody torture.'

     `You might now have the shoulders and arm muscles of a man, it's now
time to see to the thighs and legs,' he said. `So go and rest for the next
couple of hours before you start your watch on deck.'

     `Yes sir,' I said with a smile and tottered off to our cabin and
gratefully stretched out on the bed and must have fallen asleep for I felt
a hand shaking me awake.

     `Time to rise Mr Jim. It's fifteen minutes to your watch,' said
Dinky. He had a bowl of cold water and a cloth ready for me to wash the
sleep from my eyes and dry myself.

     I was up on deck for my very first watch just as the watch keeper
struck eight bells and I formally took over the deck from Mr Davis,
relieving him. The watch keeper and the helmsman, my Digby, also changed
with the old watch. William was on deck but said nothing at the change,
having watched the time keeper turn the hour glass that ran its sand for
half an hour and then rang the time and turned it again. I checked the log
to see what course we were on and then went and checked with Digby, the
helmsman, that he was steering the ship correctly.

     `Any orders sir?' I asked of William, going over to his side.

    `No Jim, except to say, keep alert and stay on course. See you below at
dinner time.' He gave my arm a pat and left the deck, leaving me in charge
of the ship. By God, wasn't I pumped up with this responsibility and his
faith in me to leave me alone in command as it were.

     The crew had their evening meal at four bells, six o'clock, and before
we knew it, it was dark and I checked the rude compass before the helmsman,
lit by a shaded lantern, that we were on course and made the entry in the
log as eight bells sounded. Mr Tombs relieved me and I went below for
dinner.

     Dinky served us three officers as soon as I sat down and William asked
me of how my first watch had gone.

     `I didn't realise at how boring it could be,' I said and he laughed
and Mr Davis smiled.

     `Wait until you're in the middle of a storm. That's the testing
time. Just be thankful for these, as you call it, boring periods.'

     Mr Davis left us as soon as the meal was over, for him to get some
sleep before his midnight watch while I waited until Dinky had cleared the
table and left us to start undressing William prior to going to bed.

     I let him make love to me in our fashion and for the first time,
didn't wash him after he pulled out of me for I promptly fell asleep, such
was my tiring day.

                                                            *

     It was if we were on patrol for we reversed our course three times
over the next month before a ship was sighted.

     `A fat merchantman,' was the cry from the lookout. `I don't recognise
the flag.'

     I was deck officer for it was only seven o'clock in the morning.

     `Captain to the deck,' I instructed the watch keeper, and he went off
to tell the captain that he was wanted on the poop deck. William took the
proffered glass when he arrived and studied the other ship as it hove into
view.

     `Genoese,' he said, `and fully laden by the look of her wallowing like
a sea cow. Well Jim, she's ours for the taking if you aim true. We have the
wind gauge and I will cross her stern for you to send a broadside through
her stern as the guns bear and turn to the windward side for another. Then
we will close and board her. I want you to follow me on your first boarding
expedition. Stay at my back. I relieve you of the deck now for you to see
to the gun's crew.'

     `Aye aye sir,' I said with a smile on my face as I hurried off down
below calling for the gun captains to tell them their orders. I was also
pleased that I was now being allowed for the first time to fight by
William's side in the taking of this ship.

     It took nearly three hours to overhaul the Genoese ship and I had to
know which side William intended to attack and sent Dinky up top with the
question. He came back a few minutes later with the answer.

     `Mr Jim sir. The captain will swing the ship to present the starboard
side of our ship to their stern. Then swing round and move up on the lee
side.' That meant the larboard guns for the second salvo but I still
intended to have the starboard guns reloaded before the turn just in
case. I watched us approach the other ship on the larboard side and then
when about sixty yards he began to turn and I shouted out to the gun
captains the distance and they made ready the elevation and I watched as we
began to make our pass across her stern. I'd told the captains that the
first shots were to be through the poop and hope that they penetrated
through to their gun deck. The last gun I told him to aim higher to try and
clear the poop deck.

     The guns fired in turn as we crossed their stern, each shot smashing
through the woodwork, sending shards and splinters of wood behind the ball,
killing and wounding many of their crew. The last cannon took out the
taffrail and hopefully the helm as well. The guns were being reloaded and
run out again to give the impression that we would be using them for
another broadside. I had kept the larboard gun ports closed to give aid to
this thought as our ship heeled over in its turn to bring us back up astern
of her.

     They could see that our starboard gun ports were open and so expected
us to come up on that side to exchange fire but we didn't The ship heeled
again and we went up on the other side and I didn't open the ports until
just before opening fire. We gave it a full broadside with only having two
fire back at us and William swung the ship in towards the other. We just
had time to fire another broadside when I shouted and tapped each gun
captain to go up top for boarding the other ship.

     There was a mad scramble to get up and find a cutlass and make ready
to swing over when we touched sides. Grappling irons had already been
thrown when I got up to the deck and Mr Tombs and Mr Davis were already
holding onto ropes and with a shouted cry, the first wave of our men swung
over and dropped onto the deck of the other ship, already swinging their
cutlasses as they landed.

     I raced up to the poop deck and got my sword and was ready when
William shouted to me over the shouts and screams of fighting and dying
men.

     `Stay close Jim. Ready men? Board!' he cried out and swung over with
me just a second or two behind him along with another twenty of our men. I
landed quite nimbly, the aches in my legs forgotten as I raced up to stand
back to back with William and have my first sword fight. A bearded frock
coated man came towards me swinging his sword that clashed with mine as I
parried his slash and actually made him step back a pace as I retaliated
only to have my first adversary cut down from behind by one of our men. A
seaman took his place and swung a cutlass at me which I again parried and
shouted out to one of our men that this one was mine and so I was left to
fight him on my own and nicked his arm which made his cutlass come down
enough for me to run him through with my sword. The shouting and screaming
was loud and almost deafening and I found out that I was making as much
noise as the others.

     I killed two men in that engagement before their captain lost his
sword and surrendered and this was a sign that the ship was ours and
fighting then quickly slowed and stopped as their flag was hauled down.

     My heart was hammering away in my chest at having fought and killed
two men and I was bursting with joy at coming through without a scratch. I
stood by William as he accepted the other captain's surrender and our men
began collecting swords, pistols and cutlasses as our men herded the other
seamen down aft to collect before the poop deck, all looking crestfallen
and a little sullen at being beaten in this fight.

     There was a lot of jabbering in Italian until William roared out for
them to shut up and ask if any of the crew spoke English. One man stepped
forward and explained that he was half English on his mother's side and
would translate.

     Mr Tombs called me to attend him and with five of our crew, went below
decks to see if it was clear of crew and also see what the holds
contained. William and the translator spoke with the Genoese captain with
Mr Davis standing by.

     We didn't find any men and the hold revealed many chests containing
silver and artefacts of the same metal as well as others of wood and ivory,
spices and rare fruits from the islands. I looked in awe at the amount of
silver that we found and there were still lots of chests unopened. I
realised that for roughly every two hundred and fifty pieces of silver
counted, I would be getting one for myself, and there were chests and
chests of the stuff.

     We left this all in the holds but took out all the powder from their
magazine and had it carried up to be transferred over to our ship, along
with all their weapons. Wounded men were being treated as best as they
could be on the open deck whilst the dead were thrown overboard. Mr Tombs
and twenty men were detailed to stay aboard to see to the passage back to
the islands with our prize and us being the escort.

     William said that we would stay tied together till next morning before
returning to Antigua and we took what food we could get from Cookie to last
us till dinner. This we had early, just William, Mr Davis and myself and
William told us that he would be standing Mr Tombs watch, eight to
twelve. This dismayed me for the only time we would be able to be in bed
together would be from midnight till four. It was nearly watch time when we
finished, and after Dinky had cleared away, I went to bed while William
stood watch on deck. At least I managed to get a couple of hours sleep
before he came into the cabin after his watch. I only woke up when he
climbed in beside me and cuddled up to my warmth. I couldn't but help to
feel what he wanted as he did so for it was digging into my back.

     `What a nice thing to feel at being woken up this way,' I said,
putting my hand down and grasping his throbbing tool. `Top or bottom?'

     `Bottom. You know I like you that way,' he said giving me a kiss on
the nose. I smiled and rolled over and rose onto my knees and let him enter
me to get his rocks off and release the adrenaline from the day's
fighting. I needed him as much as he needed me and he rose up to wash
himself after he'd pulled out of me and got back into bed.

     I groaned when the watch keeper knocked at the cabin door just before
four and I groggily climbed out of bed and got dressed. William was awake
and gave me a smile as he made a show of settling down in the lovely warm
bed. I gave him a rueful smile and went and gave him a kiss before leaving
him to sleep while I went up on deck to take over from Mr Davis.

     `All quiet Mr Davis?' I asked.

     `Quiet as a tomb,' he chuckled at the joke in reference to our first
mate. `Not a peep out of them over there,' nodding to the Genoese ship,
still grinding her hull against ours in the slow swell of the ocean.

     `You're relieved of the watch Mr Davis,' I said formally.

     `Thank you Mr Jim,' he said in response, and left the deck. I had seen
the helmsmen change over and I checked the log to see if anything of note
had occurred before strolling back to the helm. I could just see Digby's
face in the small lantern light and the smile he gave me as I stood next to
him.

     `Nice night,' I said, looking up to the myriad of stars in the heavens
as I gave his bum a stroke. `I wish we weren't tied up to that thing and
running before the wind.'

     `So do I. It's rather boring just holding this wheel and not feeling
any movement.'

     `Feel this then,' I said softly and took his right hand and put it to
my crotch. I was hard and wanted him to handle it and so kept his hand
there as I pulled my erection out of the top of my pantaloons and he
grasped it firmly.

     `Now this better to hold than the wheel. It pulsates and moves and
feels nice in my hand,' he said just as softly as his hand slowly moved up
and down on my shaft. I gave out a small groan as he really began to
masturbate me as I had one arm round his waist to steady us as he did so. I
controlled my groans as the pressure built up and he moved his hand even
faster as I began to shoot out over the helm. I gave out a sigh and leaned
against him as he flicked my cock to shake off any last traces of sperm
from the head before I put it away.

     I touched his front and found that he was as hard as I had been.

     `Wait a minute,' I whispered to him and moved over round the big wheel
and went forward to the watch keeper. `Jackson,' I called out to
him. `Please check all the grappling ropes. With this constant movement
some of them might have started fraying.'

     `Aye aye Mr Jim,' he said and moved off for the checking. I then went
back to where Digby was still at the wheel and I moved in between him and
it and went down onto my knees and pulled his hard cock out of his
trousers. It was hot in my hand and throbbed as I took the head of it into
my mouth and sucked on it as I fondled his balls. He gave out a groan and
stood stiff legged as he gripped the wheel as I sucked and chewed on his
lovely organ. I couldn't stay long doing this in case Jackson finished the
checking quick and so I began to rub the skin of that cock harder and
faster and felt him begin to stiffen and suddenly my mouth was filling up
with his semen and I kept my lips clamped tight round the head as it spewed
out in short spurts. He gave out a sigh as he began to relax and I then
swallowed his come and licked and sucked the head clean before folding him
back inside his trousers and stood up so that he had both arms over my
shoulders and he kissed me.

     `Thank you Jim, I needed that.'

     `So did I,' I said as I moved out from between his arms and stood to
one side as Jackson came back to report that all the ropes seemed in a good
condition and holding firm. I thanked him and walked back to where the time
piece was by the bell and saw that I still had three hours left of my
watch.

                                                            *