Date: Mon, 24 Mar 2003 16:17:42 -0800 (PST)
From: mycandlelight_dreams <mycandlelight_dreams@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sailor Boys - chap 10

THE NORMAL BORING DISCLAIMER: This story is FICTION, and just one of my
fantasies.  Any similarity to real persons is purely coincidental.
Further, this story contains sexually explicit information between an adult
and a teen-ager.  If this type of material offends you, do NOT read
further.

However, if you like these kinds of stories, then read on and ENJOY!

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CHAPTER 10

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As my focus was on Shaun, Miwaka turned to run down the hallway toward the
deck stairs.

"Oh no you don't, Mister Man," I said as I grabbed his arm.  "We need to
talk."

"I've caused enough trouble.  I'm bad luck, you don't understand.  I get
people killed!"  Miwaka's voice began to rise higher, and his tension was
coming through his voice.

"Easy, Boy.  Settle down."  I let go of his arm and wrapped my arm around
his shoulder.  "You think what happened is your fault?"

Miwaka looked at the floor and nodded his head.

"How?" I asked.  "How is this your fault?  Did you swing the machete?  Did
you burn the house?  Did you create the storm that took your sister?"  He
shook his head.  "All right then.  None of this is your fault, Miwaka."

"You don't understand, Captain.  If I had just kept my mouth shut, and
sucked that stupid man's dick, none of this would have happened.  He wanted
me to be his sex slave, and when I said 'no' he went crazy!  I tried to
stop him but he beat me so hard.  I just ran home, I didn't know what else
to do?  I tried to hide it from my dad, I knew he'd be mad."  Miwaka
hesitated, began to sob again, and said softly, "Can I tell you a secret?"

"Of course you can, Miwaka."  I squeezed my arm around him a little tighter
for encouragement.

"The truth is, I'm...well...I'm..."  He finally looked up at me, and the
fear and torment I saw in his wet eyes was almost unbearable.  "You're
gay?"

My words shocked the boy, as if he had been so successful in hiding his
sexual orientation.

"But...how...did you know?"

"Because, Miwaka, I'm gay.  I know the signs, I know the torment, and I
know only too well the guilt.  The plantation owner knew too, didn't he?"
Miwaka nodded his head.  "Threatened you with exposure if you didn't do
what he wanted?"  He nodded again.

"I tried, Captain.  I tried to be good.  I tried to let him do what he
wanted.  At first, I guess, it was okay.  I mean, he wasn't mean.  But
then, things changed.  He wanted more and more, and then he got violent and
would hurt me, and when I asked him to stop, he would just laugh and tell
me that 'faggots like to be hurt.'"

Miwaka's eyes were full of tears now, and my anger for his boss was mixed
with my sorrow for the boy.  "Come with me," I said as I guided him to the
deck of the ship.

We walked to the back of The Mighty Miss, and sat on one of the benches
there.  I pointed to the sky and said to him, "Do you see that?"

The teary eyed boy looked at the open sky, with nary a cloud or bird to be
seen.  The sun was just beginning to rise, and the sky had a dark gray
tint, indicating that the morning hours were fast approaching.

"I don't see anything," the boy responded.

"That's right, you don't.  It's Nature's blank slate, Miwaka.  It's a
chance for everything to start new and fresh.  Throughout the day, birds
will fly by, clouds may roll in and out, and when night approaches, the
stars will paint the blank slate with wonder and amazement.  Anything is
possible.  That sky, Miwaka," I continued, once again pointing upward.
"That sky is like you."

I paused for a moment, letting my words sink in.  At first he seemed
confused, and moved his eyes from the sky above to my own eyes, seeking
some understanding.

"You've been given a chance to start over, Miwaka.  Not the greatest way to
start your adult life, I agree, but a start nonetheless.  You can't change
what's happened to your past, but you can change what happens to your
future."  His tears began to dry, as he contemplated my words.

"The hardest thing you have to do is forgive the people that did this to
you.  The next hardest is to accept who you are, Miwaka, be strong in
yourself, be true to yourself, and then live your life the fullest that you
can.  You have an obligation now, Miwaka."

This last sentence hit him hard and he looked at me puzzled.  "You're an
Ebeu.  Above all else, even above being gay.  You're part of a heritage
filled with honor, pride, health and strength."

I slipped my hand under the leather strap around his neck.  "This is a
reminder, Miwaka.  There is no doubt in my mind that your father gave this
to you to remind you where you come from, and who you are."

Miwaka looked down at the shiny medallion.  It was all starting to make
sense, and although he wasn't sure what he would do with this "new start,"
I could tell that the possibilities were beginning to fill the huge void
created by his tragic loss.

"It won't be easy.  You'll have bad days.  But you'll come to realize that
even with bad days, come good days, and good experiences and people that
will love you and care for you."  I squeezed him again and Miwaka began to
melt into my arms.

"I know it's all so unreal right now, and that you think because you're
gay, that the whole world is punishing you, but that just isn't true.  Your
whole life is not about being gay, Miwaka.  That's just a part of it.  You
are also an Ebeu; a growing boy who is on the brink of being a man; you
have a heart that loves and cares; and I suspect a compassionate one at
that."

Miwaka showed the first sign of a smile.

"So, then, you have to ask yourself, are you ready to quit so easily?  Or,
are you ready to accept what has happened, embrace their loving memory, and
begin to live your life the best that you can?"

Miwaka looked up at me, and softly he said, "You sound like my father."  He
hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I want to make him proud of me."

"You already have, Miwaka...you already have."  I hugged him tightly, and
we sat on that bench for the next hour in silence, watching the sun rise
over us.

Our quiet vigil was interrupted by Brandon, who announced that breakfast
would be served shortly, and that the crew was in speedy order this
morning.  I thanked Brandon for his efficiency, and told him that we would
come to the galley shortly.

"Yes, sir," Brandon said proudly as he saluted me, and disappeared back
downstairs.

"He really respects you."  Miwaka said as Brandon was walking away.

"He's my First Mate, and has earned my respect as well.  I trust him."  I
hesitated for a moment.  "Trust is an important thing to have, Miwaka."

I let go of his shoulders and with my right hand, took his hand in mine.
"I know that things have been rough for you, Miwaka.  I'm not sure what you
think you're going to do, but I have a suggestion for you.  Are you willing
to trust me?"

Miwaka looked at me, and for the first time, I saw a dim light in his dark
eyes.  He slowly nodded his head.

"Well, I don't feel right returning you to your home, and I don't think the
Big Island will be much help either."  He looked at me closely.  "I'd like
you to stay with me, Miwaka."  I stood up in front of him.  "I'd like you
stay with us, on my ship.  It's not much," I said as I pointed around, "But
you'd be safe, and well...you'd be loved."

The words just blurted out of me.  I didn't know this kid two days ago, and
yet I felt the need to protect him, take him in, and care for him.  I
wanted to give him the chance to build the life I was talking about,
without worry that someone would hurt him again.

At first, Miwaka smiled, but that smile faded fast as the flood of memories
of those who had loved him before began to drown his thoughts.  "I
couldn't.  I would bring you the same trouble that I have brought to my
family.  You wouldn't be safe."

I knew that this decision wouldn't be easy for him.  I was a stranger, and
trust is something you earn.  An idea flashed into my head so fast, I could
hardly believe it.

"Fine, let's arm wrestle for it!"

His stunned look told me I had caught him off guard.  "Excuse me?"

"Yeah, come on," I said as I sat back down next to him, with my arm resting
upright on a table next to us.  "Let's arm wrestle for it.  I win you stay
with me.  You win, and I'll take you back to the Big Island."

Miwaka pondered for a moment, as his eyes scaled my muscular forearm.  He
knew he would lose the match.  Then, smiling softly, he sat up, placed his
arm on the table, and grasped my hand in his.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Ready."

The battle begun, and at first, I kept our arms upright, allowing the
illusion that my strength was not as great as my arm appeared.

It was then that Shaun had meandered up the deck stairs to see what was
taking us so long to come to breakfast.

Upon seeing our arm wrestle match, he immediately returned to the stairs
and screamed, "You guys, come up here quick, they're arm wrestling!"

The boys scrambled up the stairs, practically falling over each other to
get a view of the onboard battle.

Within moments, we had a cheering section, and I was surprised at how many
of the boys were cheering on Miwaka.  His smile increased from the
attention, and I played up to my new audience.

I let my face get a deeper red, as though it was quite a struggle to hold
the boy in place, and as I did, Miwaka's smile got larger.

I released a little of my pressure, and the crowd began cheering louder as
my hand began to lean toward Miwaka's side.

I pushed a little harder, and Miwaka began to lean to my side.  "No!  Go,
Miwaka, you can do it!" The boys cheered on.

I looked up and caught Brandon's eyes.  He looked stern and disappointed at
the crew's attention to Miwaka.  I winked at him assuringly, and his eyes
lightened.

"Well now," I spoke as I brought our hands upright once again.  "You seem
to be quite strong."

Miwaka showed his beautiful white teeth as his smile got bigger still.  I
had his confidence, but I had to be sure he would be willing to trust me.
So, I let the pressure off, and Miwaka quickly slammed my hand down on the
table.

The boys went crazy, and Miwaka looked stunned that he actually won.  I
played it up by rubbing my arm.

"I don't suppose you'd be willing to go the best two out of three?"  I
asked as I looked at the boy.  Now, it was on, as he quickly put his arm on
the table, in the usual upright position ready to take me on.

"Go easy, I'm an old man," I said as I smiled at him.  All the boys
laughed.  "Ready?"

"Ready!"  His grip was firm in my hand, and I could tell that Miwaka's
strength was not only returning to his hand, but also to his heart.

"Go," I yelled as he quickly pressured his muscle in an effort to overturn
me.  I held him strong in the upright position, and then, as the boys'
screams and cheers got louder, I began to slowly, carefully, move his hand
over to my side.

Miwaka was still smiling, and as I lowered further, he knew what I was
doing.  It was our performance, and he was more than willing to play along.

I gritted my teeth in front of the boys, as the blood rushed to my face.
"Grrrrrr," I growled as I pushed harder on Miwaka.

The match seemed to go on for several minutes, and at one point, I even
allowed our arms to return upright, still in full control.

I then, slowly, gritting all the way, pinned Miwaka's arm to the table.
The boys slightly groaned, and I looked at them and said, "Well, I guess we
know who you are rooting for!"

Miwaka smiled bigger, and we readied for the final match.

As we prepared our arms, I looked into Miwaka's eyes and he returned my
stare.  The dim light that I had seen earlier was brighter now, and softly,
inaudible to anyone else, I saw him mouth the words 'thank you.'  It was
then that I knew he was in this game with me, and already knew the outcome.
Our third match didn't last as long as the prior, and although the boys
cheered Miwaka on, slowly and methodically, I pinned the boy once again to
the table.

Miwaka's smile only got bigger, and although Shaun was very disappointed,
the rest of the crew seemed almost relieved that their faith inner faith in
the strength of their Captain had been restored.

Shaun began to grumble to Miwaka, "It wasn't a fair match.  He's twice as
strong as you."

"It's okay, little man," Miwaka said to him as he wrapped his arm around
Shaun's shoulders.  "He won, fair and square."

The boys began to return to the galley, and pulling Brandon aside, I said
to him, "Miwaka will be staying with us.  See to it that he is properly
dressed and included in the duty roster."

I patted Brandon on the butt, gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek, and said
to him, "You're still in charge, Brandon.  We just have more help, okay?"

Brandon smiled and nodded, and left for the galley.

As Brandon disappeared down the stairs, I grabbed the railing of The Mighty
Miss and looked toward the sky.  I said a small prayer of thanks, which was
something I hadn't done in a long time.  As I finished my prayer, a seagull
passed overhead and landed on one of the rock ridges.  "So, the painting of
the slate has begun."  I smiled and headed to the galley to join my boys.

---

Breakfast was a bustling environment once again, and Miwaka seemed to fit
right in with our group.  Despite his age difference from the boys, the
boys made him feel comfortable and welcome.  Brandon took the lead and even
insured that the boys were careful about what they talked about.  Miwaka
appeared to be much more relaxed than at the previous night's dinner, and
as the subjects of what video games, music or super heroes they liked,
Miwaka seemed to have plenty to contribute.

---

I met with Brandon and assigned a list of clean up duties for Satan's Face.
The majority of the work surrounded the cabin, and although none of the
boys had the opportunity to sleep in it yet, I decided to extend our stay
in the secluded island paradise an additional couple days.  Brandon seemed
pleased with my decision.

"We'll focus on the cabin to start with, and then will kick off early this
afternoon.  We'll have a barbeque lunch on the beach, and then take
advantage of the cool water and bathe these boys."  I winked at Brandon,
and his smile only got larger at the thought of another skinny-dipping
session.  "That should do for now.  Go ahead and get them started, please."

Brandon carried out his orders and divvied up the duties.  Everyone worked
really well together, including Miwaka, who was only too glad to feel
useful again.

In almost no time, the overgrowth was cut back, the cabin cleaned out, and
things put back in orderly fashion.  Brandon even arranged for a special
presentation of the cabin when I came down to inspect their work.

"Captain, on behalf of the crew of The Mighty Miss, we present your island
castle."  With that, he waved his hand across the doorway of the cabin, and
as I entered, I couldn't believe my eyes.  Without question, the cabin was
neater than it had ever been.  I was almost ashamed at how untidy I had
left it, and these boys surpassed my greatest expectations.  A small tear
formed in my eye, and I did my best to cover it.

It was then that I produced a rather threatening looking knife from a side
satchel I was carrying.  Everyone froze, assuming I was angry.  I lifted
the knife high in the air, and as the sun caught the blade, the rooms of
the cabin lit up.  I threw the knife hard, and it stuck in one of the
boards of the inner doorframe!

No one breathed.

"Now then!"  I commanded in my deepest, sternest voice.  "Each of you owes
me!"

The boys looked around and as Shaun was about to speak, presumably to blame
Brandon for whatever disappointment had been caused, I spoke again.  "Each
of you shall use that knife, and carve your initials into that frame, so
that this cabin will forever be the property of my crew!"

No one knew what to do.  Was I kidding?  No one dared to go first, until
Miwaka spoke.  "Even me, Captain?"

"Every member of my crew, Miwaka.  You're part of my crew now, so you
better get used to it."  I then smiled at him, and he hugged me on his way
to the doorframe.

Miwaka pulled the knife from the frame and began to carve his initials.
When he finished, he handed the knife to Shaun.  As with all of our other
festivities, Brandon waited to be last, and even helped Jeffy to carve his,
"so they looked good," Jeffy said.

When they were finished, the boys immediately cleaned up the carvings, and
I admired their work.  There it was, like a wall of fame, the initials of
my boys.  At the very bottom, I carved the year, so that a permanent
reminder of this trip would always be there for me.

 I stepped out of the cabin into the bright sunlight.  The warmth touched
my face and brought a feeling of peace and happiness to my heart.  A little
further down, the grumbling I was hearing from my stomach was a gentle
reminder that it was time for the cookout.

Near the cabin, but far enough away to avoid fire problems, I had a make
shift fire pit.  I used a grate from my ship as a grill.

Brandon, Andrew, and Billy had brought a wooden crate down to the beach.
On the crate was marked, "Fragile Specialties.  Handle with care."  As soon
as the crate hit the sand, the boys surrounded me, curious to know what was
in this crate.

"I thought this might come in handy," I said, as I began to break open the
crate.  Inside were all the fixings for a proper barbeque, including a few
steaks, some chicken breasts, and some lobster tails, all packed in dry
ice.  As I pulled out the meats for our lunch, there were several "ooos"
and "ahhhs," as though we were watching a fireworks show, instead of
unpacking lunch.

Several varieties of breads, chips, and pickles were also in the crate.

The boys broke into two teams, one would retrieve firewood, and the other
would begin the food prep.  By the time the fire was blazing, the first
course would be ready to grill.

The excitement in the air was intoxicating, and I couldn't help but get
swept up with the happiness of my boys.

As I scooped out the old charred remains of previous firewood, I looked up
to see my sweet Jeffy staring at me, his eyes lost in wonder.  "What's up,
Matey?" I asked.

"Can I stay with you?"

My heart melted.  Jeffy knew just how to make me love him even more than I
did already.

"You want to be my helper?  A proper chef has got to have a helper, you
know."

The smile that built on his face was all the answer I needed.

"All right, then," I pointed to the fire pit.  "Help me scoop out these old
ashes, so we'll have room for the fire wood."  Jeffy dug right in, scooping
faster than I did, trying to be the first one done.  "Oh," I smiled.  "So,
it's a race you're after!"  With that, I picked up my pace, which only made
Jeffy work faster.  Soon, the two of us were flinging ashes behind us, like
dogs digging in the dirt.  A small cloud was forming around us, and we were
laughing in no time.

"Hey!  What gives?"

The two of us froze in place, like a deer caught in the headlights.  I rose
up, turned around and found Brandon behind us, arm full of logs, glaring at
us.

"I thought we were building a fire, not a smoke screen."  Brandon tried to
keep a straight, serious face, but then shortly broke into a smile.

"Well," I stammered, "you, well..."  I was caught, nothing else I could do.
Then it hit me, "You have to have a clean fire pit, or the wood won't burn
right.  Now, bring those logs over here, you're just in time."  I winked at
Jeffy, who started giggling.

Brandon knew I was just covering up the fun, but he did as instructed and
brought over the logs.

In no time, the flames were licking the grill, and the food was ready to be
cooked.

As the sizzle of the first steaks rose in the air, I looked over and saw
Shaun snuggling up to Miwaka.  Miwaka smiled down on the boy, and I made a
mental note to speak with him about Shaun's attraction.  Though I wouldn't
stop any of my boys from expressing their feelings, I wasn't sure that
Shaun was ready for a relationship with a boy so distant in age from
himself.  As the food finished cooking and the boys began to settle into
spots around the fire pit, I really noticed the pairing off that had become
so comfortable during our voyage.

Brandon right next to Andrew; Jeremy next to Max; Binder next to Thomas;
Jeffy next to me; Shaun sat rubbing knees with Miwaka; which left Billy and
Zach by themselves.  I hadn't thought about it until now, but Billy and
Zach had sort of been left out of the matchmaking process.  That first
night, after the cabins were rearranged, I thought it was Zach that Thomas
was getting involved with, but after the near drowning, that seemed to
change.

I continued to watch Billy and Zach through the rest of lunch, and although
it was clear that my crew had paired off, Billy and Zach didn't seem to
share the same interest.  Billy, at the special age of 10, didn't seem to
share the same sexual appetite that 12-year-old Zach did.

Lunch was soon consumed, and the boys were already beginning clean up
detail.  I was continued impressed by how responsible these boys had
become.  Without even asking, the dishes we used were stacked, the broken
crate cleaned up, and all the packaging stored in a single trash bag, for
delivery back to the ship.  Not a crumb of food from that crate was left,
and everyone seemed very pleased with the special lunch.

"Nothing tastes better than food cooked outdoors, eh Captain?"  Brandon
winked at me.

"You're right there."  I nodded as I did my part to help with the clean up.

I decided to let the fire burn, and as the boys finished up the cleaning
detail, I proudly announced, "Who's up for a swim?"  With that, I began to
undress, and toss my clothes into a pile beside me.  Jeffy took my cue and
immediately discarded his uniform.  Jeffy and I raced to the water's edge,
and I only looked back for a moment to see the rest of the boys beginning
to undress.

The lagoon was sparkling blue; unlike any water I've seen anywhere else in
this world.  The white sand of the beach added to the natural beauty of my
hidden oasis.  The direct rays of the sun had warmed the water to a
lukewarm state.

I turned around just in time to see my naked crew dash for the water,
splashing each other as they dove in.

Billy and Zach were the last to dive in, hell bent on splashing everyone
else.

It wasn't long before we began playing "chicken" again.  Of course, Jeffy
and I started as partners in the game, but as the competition got more
intense, I began letting the other boys take turns on my shoulders.  It
wasn't until one of the last matches that things really got interesting.

Billy was on my shoulders and Zach had climbed on Miwaka's shoulders.
Miwaka liked this game, and so far, any partnership that Miwaka had struck
one the match.  It was my turn now, and I wasn't about to lose to one of my
crewmembers.  However, Miwaka saw this as a grand opportunity to make up
for the arm wrestle match he lost.

We walked closer toward each other, and as we reached arm distance, the
boys on our shoulders began wrestling, trying to push the other off.

As the boys struggled, I held my feet firmly in the sand below us, and
Miwaka did the same.  The match lasted a long time, and the boys swam
around us cheering on their favorites.

I raised my head back and felt a slight poke on my neck.  While holding on
to Billy with one hand, I reached with my other to see what was poking my
neck.  When my fingertips touched Billy's stiff dick, I lost my balance,
and the two of us went backwards into the water.

The rest of the boys cheered, and as I came up for air, I saw Miwaka
smiling proudly at me, as if to say, "ha, ha...I beat you."

With that, I quickly swam to him, and attempted to lift his legs and flip
him backwards.  My first attempt failed, as my hand slipped from his smooth
leg.  As my hand rose, it brushed against his now fully erect cock.  My
suspicions about his size were confirmed, as I grabbed his dick more
firmly, and felt what I was sure was an 8 inch slender but firm piece of
man meat.  My touch surprised him, and I took advantage of the surprise,
lifting his legs, tossing him and Zach backwards.

I stood up with my arms in the air like a champion boxer, and the boys
cheered again.

Miwaka stood in the water, and hearing the cheers, he smiled.  "Nice trick.
I'll have to remember that one for next time."  The rest of the boys didn't
know what Miwaka was talking about, but I knew only too well.

As the afternoon wore on, and the sun made its way to the other side of the
rock circle, we continued to play in the cooling water.  Several of the
boys got stiff during our water play, and even swam on their backs, showing
off their erect dicks, like the mast of my ship, pointing upward to the
sky.  Even Billy, who up to this point had showed no interest, seemed to be
paying more attention to the other boy's dicks, as well as his own.

It was then that I felt a tap on my back, and when I turned, my sweet Jeffy
was there, with his arms up.  I lifted him out of the water, and held him
close to my chest.  I kissed his head, and held his firm, little butt in my
hands.

"You boys enjoy your swim," I said as I began carrying Jeffy to the shore.
"Jeffy and I are gonna sit this one out."

I reached the white sand of the beach, and the sand still felt warm on my
feet.  I laid Jeffy on one of the blankets we had placed there, and he
smiled up at me.  "Yes, yes, I'll lay down with you."  He smiled bigger,
and as soon as I lay down, he snuggled up to my arm.

I watched my crew splash and play in the water, as my angel Jeffy drifted
off to sleep.  I smiled to myself thinking how wonderful this trip had
turned out.  I was blessed with a crew of loving boys, and was also blessed
with a new crewmember that I hadn't counted on.

I closed my eyes to rest, just for a moment.  Soon enough I had joined
Jeffy in dreamland.

I was wakened by giggles and the coolness of some water poured on my head.
"Must be a good dream," Thomas said as he pointed to my stiff dick.  The
other boys giggled again.

I shook my head to splash away the water, and realized that I had fallen
asleep.

"As a matter of fact," I finally said, "It was a good dream and you just
ruined it.  I hope you know that means YOU will have to take over where the
dream ended."  I pointed to Thomas, and he started running away from our
blanket.  "That's okay...you can run, but you can't hide, Thomas!"

The boys laughed, and I even started giggling too.

---

Nightfall approached quickly, and the sleep schedule was established.  It
was decided that Brandon, Andrew, Billy and Zach would have the first turn
to spend the night in the cabin.  Shaun quickly gave up his turn when he
found out Miwaka wanted to sleep on the ship.  "I've spent enough time in
here," Miwaka said.

It was all settled, and we bid the boys good night, as the first group
settled into the cabin, and the second group returned to the ship with me.

The second night would be Jeremy, Max, Binder and Thomas, and although they
were looking forward to "camping out" in the cabin, they were happy to be
able to get a good night's sleep in their own bunks on the ship.

---

Satan's Face is by far my favorite place in the world to spend the night.
There are no crickets or frogs to orchestrate the night, nor hoot owls that
screech.  Just the gentle shoosh, shoosh, as the ocean waves finally make
their way through the secret opening and reach the lagoon beach.

The moon shone brightly, and although it was night, its illumination made
it easy to see in the front room of the cabin.  The bedroom of the cabin
was almost completely dark, and so Brandon and Andrew settled in for the
night there.  Snuggling under a thin blanket, Andrew kissed Brandon good
night.

Billy and Zach had settled on the floor of the front room, and the gentle
breeze through the doorway, skated across their naked skin.

"Zach?  You asleep?"  Billy whispered.

"Not yet."

"It was my fault that we lost today?"  Billy was talking about the chicken
match.  "I got a woody and it poked Captain in the neck."

Zach started giggling and Billy was instantly sorry he had said anything.
"Shut up!"  Billy said.  "It's not funny."

"Yeah, it is, Billy."  Zach continued to giggle for a moment, and then he
finally stopped.  "It's cool, Billy.  My dick sticks out like that lots of
times, and I never know when it's gonna happen."

Billy began to feel a little better.  He was about to say something else
about it when Brandon entered the room.  "You guys need to get some sleep.
I'm sure the Captain will have more in store for us tomorrow."  Then
Brandon turned and wiggled his naked butt back into the dark bedroom.
After Billy heard Brandon get back into bed, he whispered to Zach, "I think
Brandon has a nice butt."

"Yeah, he does!" Zach whispered back, and the two boys began to giggle
quietly.

---

On the ship, the boys were settling in much easier and before long,
stillness had come over the sleeping quarters of The Mighty Miss.

Jeremy and Max were settled into their bed, and Binder and Thomas had begun
to get used to sleeping together.  Jeffy and I were settled in, and despite
our nap, quickly approaching dreamland.  Miwaka was settled into his twin
bunk in Cabin E, and Shaun, alone in his cabin, lay wide-awake.

After staring at the dark ceiling for an hour, Shaun decided to take a
chance.  Quietly, he opened the cabin door and peeked out.  The hallway was
dark and quiet.  Shaun tip toed out of his cabin and headed to the end of
the hall where Cabin E sat.  When Shaun reached the door, he could hear his
heartbeat, and it pounded so hard, he thought sure it would wake everyone.

He placed his hand on his chest, and could feel the quickened beat.  He let
go of his chest, breathed deep, and pressed his hand to the door handle,
turning it slowly.  The metal fixture began to squeak as the latch gave
way, and the door cracked open.

Shaun's heartbeat was in his ears now.  Ba-doom, ba-doom, ba-doom, ba-doom.
He breathed deeply again, as he open the door wider, then peeked around the
door.

For a moment, he stopped, thinking he should go back to bed.  "Don't be an
idiot, Shaun.  Close the door and go back to bed."  The voices in his head
kept speaking to him, but he refused to listen to them.

All the voices instantly silenced when he saw Miwaka turn over on the bunk.
The casually laid sheet that was across his chest fell to the floor,
exposing his nude body to Shaun.

Shaun paused and visually explored this great Indian god that was before
him.  His firm chest rose and fell and he breathed.  The patch of dark hair
under his arm and the patch of curly pubic hair that rested above his
slender dick was the only hair that Shaun could make out.  His firm stomach
with its chiseled muscles led to the place that Shaun wanted to curl up to.
Below Miwaka's lovely cock and naked balls, lay his smooth but firm legs.
They looked like swimmer's legs, and as Miwaka turned over toward the wall,
Shaun was shown two beautiful globes, firm and smooth.

Shaun could feel his dick stirring beneath him, and with only his loose
fitting boxer's to protect him, his dick began to rise forward.  He reached
down and gave it a gentle squeeze, which only made it stiffer.

Shaun quietly stepped into the cabin, and gently closed the door behind
him.  The latch squeaked as it once again slipped into position.

Shaun stood there for a moment, only a few steps from the bunk, not sure
what to do next.  As he intently listened to Miwaka breath, he wasn't sure
if he could go through with it.  He could hear his heartbeat again,
pounding louder and louder in his ears.

Suddenly the courage had slipped from him, and he turned and grasped the
door handle.  As he started to open the door, he heard, "You aren't leaving
so soon, are you?"

Shaun froze in place, afraid to turn around.  Maybe Miwaka was just talking
in his sleep.  This theory, however, didn't last long, for a moment later,
he felt two strong hands touch his shoulders and begin their exploration
down his back.

"Close the door and stay a while, Shaun."  Miwaka whispered in his ear.

It only took a moment for the blood to return to Shaun's frozen body, and
he quietly re-closed the door.

"Good." Miwaka whispered.  "Now, come with me."  Miwaka took Shaun by the
hand, and let him back to the bunk.  He turned Shaun around so that his
back was to the bunk, and gently pushed him down.  Sitting forward, Shaun
was now "eye to eye" with the long dick he had been admiring only moments
before.  Now, however, Miwaka's cock was fully engorged, and it began to
bounce to match his heartbeat.  "You can touch it, if you want."

Shaun did want to, more than anything.  But, he was terribly nervous.

"It's okay," Miwaka said, as he guided Shaun's hand to his dick.

The heat of Miwaka's cock against the palm of Shaun's hand, made his own
dick jump to full attention.  Shaun wrapped his fingers around this stiff
but slender love pole, and slowly moved the skin of the shaft down to the
base.  "Mm," Miwaka moaned.  "You have a nice touch."

The hood of Miwaka's uncut foreskin pulled back, exposing his pink head to
Shaun.  Shaun let go of the shaft, and the foreskin immediately snapped
back into place, covering the end of Miwaka's dick.  Shaun smiled and
pulled again, and again released.

He continued this movement back and forth two times, three times, four
times.  Each time, the foreskin would snap back over Miwaka's now leaking
head.

Miwaka wanted to do a little exploring of his own, and so he moved forward
toward the bunk, forcing Shaun to lie backwards.  This caused Shaun's stiff
4-inch dick to point upward to the ceiling.

Miwaka rested his hands on Shaun's chest, and began moving them downward
along Shaun's pale, smooth young body.  Miwaka gave a gentle pinch to each
of Shaun's nipples, and they immediately responded by stiffening upward.

Then, Miwaka moved further downward, and began kissing Shaun's skin.  The
feel of Miwaka's lips on his body was so good, that Shaun couldn't help but
moan softly.

Miwaka continued down, reaching the tip of Shaun's stiff dick.  In one
swift move, Miwaka engulfed Shaun down to the base of Shaun's dick, and as
he began moving upward, he pressed his tongue along the bottom of his young
shaft.  Then, just as swiftly, he moved back down Shaun's cock, still
pressing his tongue along the bottom.  He swiftly moved up and down Shaun's
excited dick several times, and it made Shaun wiggle with delight.

Miwaka could feel Shaun beginning to tense and his breathing to increase,
but he didn't want the boy to peak just yet.  He wanted this to last, so he
slowed and then stopped.  And, as Shaun began to relax, he whispered, "That
felt so good."

"Thanks," Miwaka said.  "Would you like to try?"  Miwaka stood up next to
the bunk, and Shaun was once again face first in front of Miwaka's
throbbing cock.  "Just do what I did, Shaun."

Shaun was not new to sucking a dick, but Miwaka had the biggest dick he had
ever seen and was afraid he would choke on it.  He wanted Miwaka to like
him, and he wasn't a chicken, so he decided to try his best.  He opened his
mouth as wide as he could, and wrapped his lips around Miwaka's dick.
Then, he closed his lips tightly around the shaft and began sliding up and
down.  Just a short distance at first, but as he got used to having
Miwaka's long dick in his mouth, he tried to move further and further down
his pole.

Miwaka could tell that Shaun had indeed sucked dick before, because he was
very careful not to scratch Miwaka's dick with his teeth.  Miwaka was
enjoying the blowjob that this hungry boy was giving him, and he could feel
his juices boiling in his balls.

As much as Miwaka would have loved to shoot his load down this eager boy's
throat, there was still more fun he wanted to have with Shaun first.

Carefully, he pushed Shaun's mouth off of his dick, and Shaun frowned,
unhappy with his pacifier being removed.  Miwaka reached down, and kissed
Shaun on the mouth.  Shaun had been kissed before, but not like this.  It
was different.  Miwaka was more passionate, and when Miwaka's tongue darted
out and touched Shaun's closed lips, it startled him.  Then, he opened him
mouth slightly, and Miwaka slipped his tongue inside.  Miwaka touched
Shaun's tongue with his own, and the two began to dance inside Shaun's
mouth.  Shaun could feel his dick jumping and the excitement of being
kissed so deeply by Miwaka was incredible.

As Miwaka kissed his little lover, he gently laid Shaun down on his back
and lay on top of him.  Shaun could feel the heat of Miwaka's hard dick
against his leg, and it made him own dick jump again and again.

Then, just as quickly as Miwaka had begun his kiss, he stopped, and began
licking his neck.  Shaun never had anyone lick him before, and at first, it
felt kinda weird and even tickled a little.  Then, as Miwaka continued to
move down Shaun's pale body, he got used to being licked, and it started to
feel really good.  He hoped that Miwaka would continue his journey down his
body until stopped at his dick.

Shaun's hope came true, and as Miwaka reached his destiny, he once again
engulfed the boy's dick into his mouth.  A few simple strokes along his
dick, and then Miwaka did something that Shaun was not prepared for.
Miwaka started licking Shaun's tender balls.  There was no hair on them,
and so Shaun could feel every bump of Miwaka's tongue on his now very
sensitive balls.

Shaun spread his legs a little, giving Miwaka better access to his tender
young jewels.  As Shaun spread his legs, Miwaka rested his hands on them,
and spread them further apart.  Then, he continued licking Shaun below his
balls, and then just above his hole.  Shaun had closed his eyes, and the
feelings rushing through his body were unlike anything he had ever
experienced before.  He never wanted Miwaka to stop.

When Miwaka brushed his tongue along Shaun's tightly closed hole, Shaun
bucked his hips upward.  Miwaka took full advantage of that moment, as he
quickly placed his hands under Shaun's butt cheeks.

Gently, he began massaging them, as he continued to probe Shaun's young
hole.  Shaun thought sure he was going to blast from all this attention,
but somehow managed to hold on to his cum.  Miwaka flicked his tongue into
Shaun's hole, and Shaun began to moan out loud.  He was enjoying this new
sensation so much that he didn't care who heard him.

Faster and deeper, Miwaka pushed his tongue into Shaun.

"Try to relax, Shaun," Shaun heard Miwaka whisper through the fog of his
ecstasy.  Shaun followed his direction and relaxed his body, which only
naturally opened up his hole to Miwaka.

Miwaka flicked his tongue deeper into Shaun, and while he licked his hole,
he removed his left hand from under Shaun, and began stroking the boy's
stiff dick.

Miwaka only continued this special treatment for a few moments, as he could
feel the boy tensing up.  He knew that Shaun was wet enough, but wasn't
sure he could make it work.  He had to try, though.  He had to feel Shaun's
hole tighten around him.

Miwaka pushed Shaun's legs into the air and then toward his chest.  Shaun
knew that Miwaka was gaining better access to his virgin hole, and flashes
of what was about to happen over took him.

"Please don't hurt me, Miwaka," Shaun began to plead.

Miwaka rose from his oral attention, and gently kissed Shaun on the belly.
"Don't worry, Shaun, you're gonna love this.  I'll be gentle, I promise."

Miwaka sat up and reached down, wrapping his fingers around his own shaft.
Pulling the foreskin back, exposing his wet pointed head.  He pointed the
love tool at Shaun's wet tender hole, and as the tip touched Shaun's hole,
he tensed up.

"Relax, Baby."  Miwaka was trying to be supportive and gentle.  "Just
relax.  Let it slide in."

Shaun let out his breath and tried to relax, but it was difficult to do in
such an awkward position.

Miwaka began to push forward, and as the head of his 8-inch pole entered
Shaun, he could feel the muscle around him quickly tighten.  He stayed
there a moment, letting Shaun get used to the new feeling.

Shaun could feel Miwaka's dick inside him, and at first, there was a shock
of pain.  It disappeared as quickly as it came, but he was afraid that
Miwaka would split him in half.

"I can't do this, Miwaka."  Shaun pleaded again.

"Do you want me to stop?"  Miwaka said as he began to move backwards.

"No, wait," Shaun quickly said, grabbing Miwaka's butt, so he couldn't pull
out.  "Just give me a minute."

Miwaka waited for a moment, and when he felt the boy begin to relax, he
pushed a little further, then again, and a little further.  Each time Shaun
would tense and relax, Miwaka pushed a little more of his long slender dick
inside the boy's ass.

"Are you okay?" Miwaka finally asked.

"Yeah.  It's feels different, like I'm full.  But, I'm okay."  Shaun smiled
up Miwaka.

"Shaun?  Can you feel my pubes?"

Shaun wasn't sure what he meant, until Miwaka leaned down further and
whispered to him, "I'm all the way inside you now."

Shaun smiled again.  He did it.  He took Miwaka's entire dick inside him,
and he wasn't hurt.

Miwaka only paused a moment, before he began to pull back out of Shaun's
hole.

"No, stay inside, please!"  Shaun grabbed Miwaka's ass again.

"Easy, Shaun," Miwaka responded.  "This is where the fun starts."  With
that, he pushed back in, and Shaun was surprised that there was no pain at
all this time.  He relaxed again, and Miwaka took the signal.

Miwaka began moving his hips up and down, pulling and pushing his dick
along the sides of Shaun's love tunnel.  He moved slowly and gingerly at
first, but picked up his pace, as his own feelings began to tingle up the
shaft of his excited dick.

It was only a few more strokes before Miwaka began to develop to rhythm
against the boy's ass.  Each time that Miwaka plunged into Shaun's hole,
Shaun's dick would bounce forward.  Shaun was enjoying this new position
and wished it would last all night.

But, Miwaka knew that he wouldn't be able to last long.  The tightness of
his lover's boy hole against his pulsing cock begged his cum to release.
He could feel it move from his full balls, up his long shaft, and deep into
the boy's waiting tube.  The first blast of hot cum escaped Miwaka before
he could stop it, and as it rushed from the end of his dick, he could feel
his nerves become more and more sensitive.  The slippery juice only added
to the sensitivity as it coated the walls of Shaun's hole.  A second blast,
stronger than the first, poured from Miwaka's dick, and as the third juicy
spray left him, he felt a wetness on his belly.

At first, Miwaka thought that he had cum so hard, that surely it must have
escaped Shaun's ass and shot through his belly button.  However, when he
opened his eyes, he realized that Shaun was cumming with him.  He reached
down and began stroking Shaun's stiff spurting dick, milking the last of
his boy cream from it.

Miwaka's orgasm passed and as he began to breath normally again, he felt
the boy's dick soften in his fingers.

His own dick was softening, and as it slipped from the boy's hole, a small
river of cum followed.  Miwaka swirled his finger around the fluid, and
pushed his finger back inside the boy's sensitive hole.

Shaun gasped for breath as this new intruder penetrated his hole.  All the
while, Miwaka continued to stroke Shaun's dick, and the feelings of both
his dick and his hole almost made Shaun pass out.  His dick stiffened
again, and he could feel the tinglings building.  Miwaka lowered his lips
to the boy's rising dick, and began licking and sucking him.

Shaun held his breath, as another wave of cum shot from his still sensitive
dick.

Miwaka tasted the boy's cum as it skated across his tongue, and savoring it
for a moment before swallowing it down.  "Mmm," he whispered, "You taste
good, Shaun."  Shaun's orgasm settled and Miwaka lay down next to him.
"So?" He asked.  "Did you like it?"

"Oh yeah," Shaun said with a smile on his face.

"So?  You still want to leave?"  He asked Shaun, reminding him that he was
about to leave the cabin.

"You want me to stay?" Shaun turned the question on Miwaka.

"Yeah, I'd like you to stay."  He hugged Shaun tightly.

It was in this position that the boys drifted off to sleep.

---

I've mentioned before that my nightly rounds, although not as common, were
something that I've enjoyed.  Tonight was no different.  However, with
almost half my crew sleeping in the beach cabin, the rounds were quick to
complete.

When I reached Shaun's cabin, and found his mussed sheet, but no Shaun, it
only took a moment to do the math in my head, and I walked directly to
Cabin E.

Gently, I opened the door, and before I even saw the boys in the bunk, the
aroma of sweat and boy cum confirmed my suspicion.  I looked over and found
the boys, clung together, asleep.  Miwaka was softly snoring, and Shaun
seemed so at peace.  I still wasn't sure about this arrangement, and I was
even more concerned how Brandon would react, knowing his little brother was
sleeping with someone older than Brandon.  But, I thought, I would deal
with that tomorrow.

I quietly closed the cabin door, and returned to my warm bunk.  Snuggling
into Jeffy, I kissed him on the head, and thought, "Why not?  Shaun has a
right to be happy too."

Only the morning would decide if I was right.  And the morning came, only
too soon.

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I hope you're enjoying this adventure.  I welcome comments and questions,
so, write me at mycandlelight_dreams@yahoo.com.