Date: Tue, 11 Mar 2003 16:24:21 -0800 (PST)
From: mycandlelight_dreams <mycandlelight_dreams@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sailor Boys - Chap 5

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 5

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A short time later, I appeared on deck to witness the boys busily carrying
out their duties.  A stronger breeze was now present, and I called for
Brandon to raise the main sail.  "We're going to let Mother Nature lead us
for a while, Brandon."

"Yes, Captain.  Raise the main sail!"  Brandon yelled his commands, and the
crew followed.

We spent the entire day without a landmass in site, and as the evening
approached, I learned that the boys had an even bigger surprise planned for
me.

The air was warm and fresh.  There is absolutely nothing in the world like
being on the open sea.  Even the occasional salt spray on your face is a
welcomed delight.  This evening was no different.

With the setting of the sun, the winds also calmed, and as The Mighty Miss
began to slow, I decided that it was time to lower anchor for the night.

"Brandon," I called to my First Mate.

"Yes, Captain."  The boy was always so obedient and respectful.

"Drop anchor and prepare dinner."  I gave my command, but was surprised by
Brandon's reaction.  He almost giggled out loud and as he left the helm, he
was almost dancing down the deck.  I tried not to think much of it, but
couldn't help myself.  What's more, he didn't yell his commands as he had
done earlier.  This time, he went to each boy, individually, and gave
instructions in a very low whisper.

Soon enough, anchor dropped and The Mighty Miss at a standstill, the boys
disappeared from my deck, presumably to start dinner preparations.

I secured the helm, and went to my cabin to wait word of dinner.

In my cabin, I busied myself with my nautical charts, setting my Captain's
Cap on the shelf above my bunk, and folding down the sheet in preparation
for this evening's rest.  No doubt, my 9-year-old mate Jeffy would be
joining me.

After about 45 minutes, I realized that I hadn't been summoned as usual.
Although the boys were getting much better at their meal preparation, and
more exquisite with their menu selections, it never took more than 30
minutes to be summoned.

I left my cabin and headed to the galley.  For a moment, I paused outside
the galley.  I realized that I should have smelled the wonderful aromas of
onions, and garlic, and spices, but nothing.  And, strangely, no sound
either, and none of the normal laughter and daily conversation.  I stepped
into the galley and confirmed my suspicions.  Not a boy to be found, and
not a single pan was out.  The galley was as empty as my stomach.  "What
the hell?" I thought to myself.

It was then that I heard a thump on deck.  My mind raced with the
possibilities, and as I went from confusion, to rage, to curiosity, to
anger, to hunger, to frustration, my pace towards the stairs leading to the
main deck quickened.

As I stepped out onto the deck, the sky was dark, and my eyes took a moment
to adjust.  There was no moon this night, and the hundreds of stars far
above my head, and a few line lights on my ship provided the only light.

Finally, my eyes adjusted, and as I looked around, I realized I was
completely alone.  Panic instantly struck my heart, and I began to
frantically search the ship.  "Where the hell are they?"

I looked around to see if another vessel had docked with The Mighty Miss,
but none was seen.  I looked for wetness on the deck or any sign of what
may have happened.

The boys were simply gone.  "Maybe down below," I thought, and raced
downstairs to search for my beloved crew.

Each bunkroom was empty, the galley still empty, even the bathroom...empty.

My panic increased, and my heart ached as my mind scrambled to make some
sense of all this.  "Was it a dream?"  The next bunkroom confirmed that it
wasn't a dream, for there, on the floor, was a pile of clothes from one of
the boys.

I continued my mad dash about the 90-foot ship, searching every possible
area.  I returned to the deck, and as I was running toward the front of my
beloved ship, barely grasping the railing, I heard Thomas yell, "Get him!"

I was ambushed by the boys, who proceeded to push me overboard!  SPLASH!

The cool water engulfed me instantly, and for a moment, I had trouble
getting my bearing.  I finally surfaced, gasped for breath, and looked up
at my ship.

There, standing at the railing, were my boys, all 10 of them, stark naked,
and laughing their asses off!

Thomas was the first to speak up.  "How's the water, Captain?"

"Hope you like your bath, Captain!"  Binder said through his laughter.

My first reaction was fury.  I could have strangled every last one of them
little bastards!  Then, I saw Jeffy.  Back from the railing, barely
visible, was my Jeffy.  The little darling giggling, almost quietly, but
his cute belly jiggled, and I knew he was enjoying the show.  It was then
that I realized that I was a victim of my own prank.

"Shall we throw you a rubber duckie, Captain?"  Jeremy broke my thought.

"Oh, yeah?" I yelled up to them.  "I'll show YOU a Rubber Duckie!"  I swam
toward the side ladder, as the boys scrambled to the edge of the railing.
They hadn't planned on retaliation from me, and now as I swam to the ship,
they ran to the ladder.

My years on the sea have served me well, and just as they were about to
lift the ladder from the water, I grabbed the last rung, and it slammed
back down in place.  "You boys are mine now!" I yelled as I began my
ascent.

"Oh shit," Thomas said, and turned quickly to run away.

Confusion paralyzed the boys, and before they could get organized again, I
was on deck.  Thomas, my little 10-year-old smart ass crewmember was the
first to receive my reward for such mutiny!  Grabbing his left leg with my
left hand, and his right arm with my right hand, I through him into the
air, limbs flailing.  This caught everyone off guard, and an immediate
silence befell them.  As Thomas fell into my arms, everyone gasped.
Without even giving Thomas a chance to recover, I threw his naked ass
overboard.  Everyone stared at me, as Thomas splashed into the cool ocean
water.

"Who's next?" I glared at them.  Fear ran through their naked bodies,
especially Jeffy, whom I could tell was about to cry.  It was then that a
smile came to my face.  As soon as Brandon saw the beginnings of my smile,
he yelled to his crew, "RUN!"

In an instant, as if a shot had been fired, the remaining 9 boys scrambled
away from me.  The race was on.

One by one, as I caught up with them, each one grabbed and lifted and
tossed overboard.  First, Brandon, which surprised me.  I would have
thought that the 13-year-old lad could have out run me.  Maybe he would
have, or maybe he wanted to be tossed.  Either way...in his naked butt
went!

As I turned around, I saw my next victim, Binder.  It wasn't much of a
struggle to catch up to his 11 year old naked body, and over he went!

Then Jeremy, who laughed through the entire episode.  Over he went!

As I watched each boy hit the water, taking caution to throw them away from
the ship, each boy raised his head, gasped for air, and laughed out loud.

It was after I threw Max in, that I realized I was losing ground.  These
little buggers were re-boarding the ship!  As I threw one boy in, another
two would scramble back on deck...I couldn't keep up.  Then, things turned
around.  Brandon, who I discovered later had cooked up this little bathing
experience, turned against his crew and began throwing boys overboard.

When I saw him grab Andrew and toss him over, my heart melted.  I smiled at
him, and he said, "Let's get 'em, Captain."

We were off again.  Boy after naked boy slipped through our fingers as
their frail tender bodies were fed to the ocean!  A passerby would have
thought we had lost our minds.  Fortunately, we were in the middle of
nowhere and not another vessel for miles!

Our horseplay continued for over an hour, and as my arms began to feel
rubbery, I decided to call it quits.

I broke open the upper hold and started getting out the towels.  The boys
took my clue and stopped their rough housing, though there were still
plenty of smiles and laughter.  Pulling one over "ole Captain," was
certainly something these boys were proud of!

As I handed each wet and naked boy his towel, I wrapped it around his
shoulders, gave him a tight hug, and a gentle kiss on his forehead.  As
usual, Brandon was the last, and as I went to kiss his forehead, he moved
and my kiss landed on his wet, tender lips.

Not a word was said, but the boys knew that all of us had passed into a new
realm of our adventure, and we also knew that the bond between us was now
stronger than we could have ever hoped for.

---

No one bothered dressing as dinner was finally prepared.  And, in the
spirit of the evening, I decided to leave my wet clothes in my cabin, and
join the boys in their comfortable "au natural" dress code.  I didn't worry
about springing an erection anymore.  In fact, I'm certain it would have
been perceived as a compliment, so I let my dick hang loose.

As I sat at the table, and watched the galley activities, I became more and
more fond of the teamwork that these boys were developing.  There was no
arguing and the coordination between them was almost like watching a
professionally choreographed dance.  Everyone seemed so comfortable with
each other.  All the inhibitions of before had melted away.

I caught Brandon's eyes and smiled at him.  He knew I was pleased with how
the trip was turning out, and I could tell that he was just as pleased.  As
I continued watching Brandon, an instinct that I had been feeling for some
time was confirmed.  Brandon seemed to be working closer and closer to
Andrew.  At first, I thought that it was merely because Brandon had made
this blonde 12-year-old his Assistant.  But, as the dinner preparations
continued, it became apparent to me that it was much more.

As Andrew was busy chopping vegetables for a salad, Brandon stood behind
him.  My confirmation came when I saw Brandon brush his hand across
Andrew's pale naked butt cheek.  I continued to watch, trying to be casual
about my interest, when I saw Brandon do it again.  This time, he lingered
longer; cupping his hand around Andrew's firm, white cheek.  I could see
Brandon moving closer until their bodies touched.

As Brandon moved even closer, I heard 10-year-old Billy yell, "No way...I'm
not eating onions!  Gross!"  Brandon turned away from Andrew to see what
the trouble was; I could see his half-erect dick follow him.  My mind raced
through the sleeping arrangements, and remembered that Andrew and Brandon,
up to now, were in separate quarters.  I would correct that situation
tonight.  It was clear to me that Brandon had feelings for Andrew, and
wanted to pursue them.  It was my job to help my First Mate.

Dinner was served, and as usual, my wonderful shadow Jeffy sat next to me.
Jeffy loved being at the table naked, and took advantage of the fact that I
was too.  Several times during dinner, Jeffy would fondle and play with my
dick, causing me to swell several times.  I didn't stop his playtime, and
only smiled at him lovingly.  At one point, I even kissed the top of his
head, which seemed to go unnoticed by the rest of the crew.

I looked across from the table to see that Brandon and Andrew had placed
themselves next to each other, and observed their hands disappearing under
the table several times.  It was then that I chose to make my announcement.

"Gentlemen, there's going to be a little moving around of sleeping
arrangements this evening."  I watched their eyes as I spoke, and Brandon
and Andrew were glued to me intently.

"Jeremy and Max," I started, their eyes instantly on mine.  "You two will
take Cabin A.  This will remain your quarters for the rest of the voyage,
or until further notice."  The two boys practically glowed from their
excitement.  They were finally going to be alone.  Brandon looked a bit
stunned, so I announced him next.  "Brandon, since it's important to me
that your Assistant be available to you immediately, I'd like you and
Andrew to move in to Cabin B.  I'm sorry there's only one bed, but you two
will have to work that out."

"Yes, Captain.  No problem, Sir."  Brandon said as he smiled; and Andrew
began to blush.  A gentle touch from Brandon assured him that it was okay.

"Good.  Billy?  You and Shaun will take C, and Thomas, Binder and Zach will
take D.  There's plenty of space, so there's no reason to crowd.  Any
questions?"  I looked around at the boys.  There was a new aire of
excitement in the room, and no one wanted to break the silence.

Then Thomas spoke up.  "What about Jeffy?"

"Shut up, you Dope," Shaun spouted back.  "Jeffy sleeps with the Captain."

Not that it was much of a secret.  I mean, it wasn't like I tried to
"sneak" Jeffy back into his own quarters, but the fact that it was finally
out in the open made me feel that much better.  I wrapped my arm around
Jeffy's shoulders.  "That's correct, and he'll stay there as long as he'd
like."

Jeffy sat a little taller just then, proud to be the Captain's roommate.
It was an honorable position, to be sure, and one the boys felt kind of
jealous of, but no one questioned my decision.

"Well now.  It seems that the arrangements are made.  You boys clean up
down here, get relocated into your new cabins, and let's call it a night.
I'd like to get sailing early, and the radar shows good weather.  Good
night, Gentlemen.  Come on, Jeffy."  I took Jeffy's hand into mine and led
him out of the galley.  Like Jeffy, I was a little prouder as well, and
smiled to myself.

This signal told the boys that Jeffy was off Galley Duty, and not one of
those boys raised a fuss.  They went straight to work cleaning up.  Then,
the boys were off, bustling through the hallway, relocating their personal
possessions into their newly assigned quarters.

It was only a half hour, and then I heard the doors of the cabins close,
one by one, then silence befell The Mighty Miss.  I listened closely, and
with the exception of a few giggles here and there, the boys were settling
in quite nicely with their new arrangements.  Even Jeffy seemed more
relaxed and at ease as he snuggled his tender naked body in closer to my
chest.  A few moments later, I felt his body get heavier as his
consciousness gave way to sleep.  I kissed his head, and rubbed his back
until my own tired eyes finally closed for the night.

---

CABIN A

"I can't believe we're finally alone, Brandon."  Andrew whispered as he
rolled over and spooned himself against Brandon's backside.

"I told you not to worry.  This will be the best trip ever, Andrew.  And
we'll have whatever time we want together.  The Captain's cool, and he
knows about us."

Brandon's admission somewhat surprised Andrew.  "What do you mean, he
'knows?"

"He knows you're my boyfriend, Andrew.  He saw me touching you in the
galley, and knows why I chose you as my assistant.  That's the real reason
we get a cabin to ourselves; because he knows we like each other...a lot!"
Brandon put his arm on Andrew's arm and squeezed him gently.  "Now, I have
you all to myself, and no one is going to take you away from me."  Brandon
lifted Andrew's hand, and kissed it gently.

Andrew returned the kiss by planting one of his own on the back of
Brandon's neck.  Then, Andrew began caressing Brandon's back, up and down
the full length of his 13-year-old boyfriend.  Brandon had developed some
pretty awesome muscles and Andrew was getting lost in his exploration of
them.  He had touched Brandon before, but it had been months since they
were alone.

Andrew whispered to his lover, "I've been wanting to touch you like this
for weeks.  I've missed you so much.  When I saw you under the waterfall on
the island, I got so hard and so horny for you."

Brandon was smiling, though Andrew couldn't see his face.

Andrew continued, "And when I woke up after the rope ladder contest, all I
saw was you.  Brandon?"  He hesitated.  "I love you, Brandon.  Did you know
that?"

Brandon giggled.  "Yeah, I knew...cuz I love you too, Andrew."  With that,
Brandon rolled over to face Andrew and hugged him to his chest.  Andrew
could feel the strong arms of Brandon warming him.  Andrew could feel
something else as well.  Since the boys had gone to bed naked, there was no
fabric to hold back Brandon's swelling boy cock, and as Andrew returned
Brandon's hug, he could feel the heat of Brandon's cock against his leg.
He reached his hand down and brushed against the soft skin of Brandon's
shaft.

"Mmmm."  Brandon moaned softly.

Andrew took his cue and began slowly moving downward along Brandon's body,
kissing his smooth skin along the way.  When he reached his long awaited
target, Andrew kissed the very tip of Brandon's dick.  The heat of Andrew's
lips made Brandon jump a little.

Andrew then opened his mouth and engulfed the full length of Brandon's
6-inch cock, down to his dark pubes.  Then, slowly, gently, he moved back
up Brandon's shaft, keeping a tight seal around the boy's love tool.
Andrew stopped and went back down on Brandon, and began massaging the
bottom of Brandon's hot dick with his tongue.

"Oh, yeah, Andrew.  You suck so good, mmmm, yeah, that's it.  Oh, that
feels nice."  Brandon was enjoying the attention, but wanted to share in
the fun.  Not wanting the blow job to end, but wanting to suck Andrew at
the same time, Brandon swung his legs around so that he was now facing
Andrew's throbbing 5 1/2 inch dick.

Brandon took Andrew's hairless cock into his mouth and began to suck as
though nothing else in the world mattered.  He wanted to taste Andrew's cum
and make his orgasm the most intense ever.

The two boys continued in their sixty-nine position, sucking and licking
each other.  Brandon began to feel as though his dick could not get any
harder, for sucking on Andrew's dick only made him more aroused, excited
and happy to be pleasing Andrew.

Without warning, Andrew began to cum, and as the first shot hit the back of
Brandon's throat, he tightened his lips around Andrew's dick.  This
intensified the feelings in Andrew's cock, and he shot again.  Brandon
savored the boy's cum on his tongue, and after swallowing the small load,
began milking the last few drops from Andrew's still hard dick.

When Brandon had drained Andrew of all his boycum, he let the hard dick
slip from his mouth.  He then moved his head, so that he could watch Andrew
sucking him off.  "Lick my balls, Andrew."

Andrew followed his command, and began licking Brandon's soft,
finely-haired balls.  When he sucked one of them into his mouth, Brandon
gasped deeply.  "Oh yea, Baby..that's it."  Andrew then went back to
sucking on Brandon's pulsing cock.

"Do you want to taste it, Andrew?"  Brandon needed to know if he should
warn Andrew.  Andrew simply nodded his head and kept a tighter seal on
Brandon's love pole.  "You want me to shoot in your mouth?"  Brandon asked
again.

"Mm, hmm."

Brandon lay back his head and focused on the oral attention his boyfriend
was giving him.  The world seemed to disappear and the only feelings that
Brandon had were centered on his stiff cock.

Andrew began to massage Brandon's balls, as he continued to suck on
Brandon's pole.  The combination was overwhelming, and Brandon could feel
his cum boiling inside the balls that Andrew kneaded.

"Oh God, Andrew," Brandon finally uttered, "Uh..I'm gonna....I'm gonna
shoot.  You better let go if you don't want a mouth full of juice."

Andrew didn't move away, but only moved his tongue up and down the shaft of
Brandon's dick faster and faster...begging the cum from it.

Brandon couldn't hold on any longer, and Andrew's begging was answered with
the first shower of cum across his tongue.  A second spray of Brandon's
white, salty-sweet jizm left its prison and entered Andrew.

Andrew did his best to hold in the large teenage load, but as it began to
drip down the sides of his mouth, Brandon's orgasm slowed, and he began to
breath normally again.

Andrew let Brandon slip from his lips, and he began licking his lips,
cleaning the last of Brandon's sperm from his mouth.  "You taste good,
Bran," Andrew smiled and said.

Brandon leaned down and kissed the boy, and could taste his own cum on
Andrew's lips.  "You taste pretty good too," he responded.

The two boys, content, relaxed, somewhat sticky, but satisfied, hugged each
other and fell asleep in each other's arms.

---

Cabin B

Jeremy and Max had started off in the separate beds of the cabin.  Both
went to bed naked, said good night, and with the lights off, had turned to
go to sleep.

A short time later, Max could hear Jeremy's heavier breathing, and was sure
he was asleep.  Max decided that if they were going to share a cabin, they
might as well share a bed as well.  "It's big enough," Max thought to
himself.

The idea of sleeping naked next Jeremy the whole night excited him, and he
could feel his small hairless dick growing.  He reached down and gave it a
gentle squeeze, which only made it grow faster.

Max turned back the sheet, and listened again.  Jeremy was still quiet, and
breathing rhythmically.  Max kicked out his legs, and as he stepped onto
the wooden planks of the floor, it creaked slightly.

Max stopped and listened again.  Jeremy didn't even budge.

Max moved again toward Jeremy's bunk.  He tried desperately to walk
quietly, but the creaks sounded enormous in Max's ears.  His own heart
sounded loud as well.

Max was half way across the room, which seemed like miles, but was only a
few feet.  Suddenly, Jeremy moved, and Max froze in position, his stiff
dick pointing the way to Jeremy's bunk.

Jeremy breathed deeply and then went back to his normal rhythm.  Max
inhaled, gathered his courage, and again began moving towards Jeremy's
bunk.  He reached the edge, and as the fabric of the cool sheet brushed
against Max's leg, a slight shiver ran up his spine, then down again and
ended as a pulse in his already hard dick.

Jeremy was on his side facing away from Max.  "Perfect," he thought.
Gently, he pulled the sheet from Jeremy's shoulder, down his back, and
further down to reveal the milky white skin of Jeremy's ass cheeks.
Although Max had seen these cheeks dozen's of times before, each time
seemed new and exciting.  Tonight was even more exciting, since he was
acting on his own.

There was just enough room on the bed between Jeremy and the edge, and as
Max slowly, carefully, shimmied himself into the bed, he could feel his
stiff cock come to rest against Jeremy's ass cheeks.  Max pulled the sheet
slowly back over them, and nestled his head against Jeremy's back.

It was then that he noticed Jeremy's breathing was not as deep.  Max froze
in place, and could feel his dick pulsing against Jeremy's skin.

"I was wondering how long it would be before you snuck over here."  Jeremy
whispered to Max.  Max exhaled and began breathing again.  "Looks like
somebody's got a woody," Jeremy said as he reached around and grabbed the
slender shaft of Max's cock.  "We should put that someplace warm."  With
that, Jeremy guided Max toward his love hole, and as the tip of Max's dick
touched Jeremy's hole, Jeremy moaned.  "Push," Jeremy directed, and Max's
slender dick punched through the tight hole.

Once inside his lover, Max wrapped his arm around Jeremy's chest.  "Did you
mean what you said to the Captain?"

"About what?" Jeremy responded.

"That you love me and you don't care who knows."  Jeremy could hear the
passion in Max's voice, and slight fear of the answer was.

"Yes, I DO love you, Max."  Jeremy assured him, as he squeezed his ass
cheeks, locking the boys together.  "Now get some sleep."

Max again obeyed Jeremy's command, and closed his eyes.  For a little
while, he thought that he wouldn't be able to sleep, while his hard dick
was planted firmly up Jeremy's beautiful butt.  But, soon enough, Max
drifted off to sleep.

A few times through the night, Max would wake, find that his dick was still
half-hard, and would push against Jeremy's ass.  The feeling of Jeremy's
love tunnel tight around his dick was warm and secure.  It would stiffen
again, and feel tighter inside Jeremy, and he would once again drift off to
sleep.

---

I woke up about 2:00 in the morning, and had to piss so badly that my dick
was tenting the sheet.

Carefully, I moved my little lover, Jeffy, and headed for the toilet.
After relieving myself, I decided to check in on the boys and see how they
settled in.  It was the first time I visited any of the boy's cabins since
they boarded my vessel, but I felt comfortable enough now that it didn't
feel like a breach of privacy, but more of a loving gesture.

My now soft dick flopping about, I softly walked down the hallway.  Since
the only cabin door that has a lock is mine, I knew accessing the cabins
would be no problem.

I reached Cabin A first, and as I quietly opened the well oiled door, I saw
Brandon and Andrew, entwined together and sleeping soundly.  I smiled to
myself, knowing I had made the right decision.

Checking in on Cabin B, found what I had suspected.  Jeremy and Max had
chosen to use one bunk instead of two.  The two were spooned together so
tightly, I could hardly make out where one body ended and the other began.
Another smile came to my face.

In Cabin C, I found Billy and Shaun sound asleep in their own bunks.
Although Billy was completely covered, Shaun had kicked off his sheet, and
his hairless beautiful boy dick was exposed to me.  I lingered for a
moment, burning his image into my mind.  I could see the resemblance of
Shaun to his older brother, Brandon, and knew that his dick would grow to
make him proud as well.

I closed the cabin door, and proceeded to my final check in Cabin D.
Binder, 11, was in the first bunk, completely covered and sound asleep.

Thomas, 10, and Zach, 12, were stretched out on the second bunk.  As I
looked toward the boys, I noticed that they had kicked off the sheet.  Zach
was lying on his back, and Thomas was laying face down, with his head,
resting on Zach's slowly moving chest.  Well, this was a bit of a surprise,
but, I thought to myself, put horny hormone overridden gay boys together
and nature will match them up.

I closed the door as yet another smiled breached my face.

I was feeling pretty proud of my sleeping arrangement, and obviously the
boys had settled in without any problems.  "Yes, Sir, Captain," I said
quietly as I wandered back to my cabin.  "You've done all right."

Jeffy was still sound asleep when I returned to his side, and as I crawled
back into bed, he once again snuggled into my chest and held me like a big
teddy bear.  I could feel my dick tingle.  I grabbed the shaft and said,
"Not tonight.  Let the boy rest."

I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep.

---

My 5:00 AM alarm was an unwelcome noise and seemed to disturb a good dream
I was having.  It was a moment later that I realized that what awaiting me
in the other cabins was far better than any dream I could have.  I gently
rubbed the sleep from my eyes, and began to gently shake awake my little
roommate.

"Good Morning, Little One," I kissed his forehead.  "It's time to start the
day."

Jeffy barely moved, and so I decided to let him and the rest of the crew
sleep as long as they liked.  I quietly slid out of the bunk, and grabbed a
quick 5-minute shower in my private bath.

I dressed in my usual of shorts and a t-shirt and headed on deck.

After pulling up anchor, I fired up two of the four engines and let The
Mighty Miss slowly move forward.  I turned the helm a few degrees to the
left so that I was sure to capture what would be the finest sunrise I had
ever seen.

As the mellow grumble of the powerful engines softly vibrated the deck, a
feeling of utter calm came over me.  As I looked around the still dark and
quiet waters, I realized at that moment why I loved the open sea so much.

The city, with all its glitz and glamour and ready conveniences, would
never be able to produce the peace and serenity that I was now
experiencing.

---

As the sun began to rise over the water, showing a thin shimmer of orange
light across the calm pool around us, I shut down the engines and let my
ship drift.  There was not a single sound but the slight lapping of water
against the hull of my ship, and my own heartbeat.

My peaceful moment was interrupted, as the smallest hand wrapped around my
waist.  "Good Morning, Captain."  I looked down to find my dear, sweet
Jeffy, dressed in his uniform, with absolute love in his deep brown eyes.

"Good Morning, Matey.  I'm about to see the sun rise.  Care to watch it
with me?"  I picked him up and sat him on my lap.  Jeffy leaned back and
laid his head against my shoulder.

Soon enough, the other boys joined us on deck.  The rumbling of the engines
must have woke them, and they all managed to find their way to my
observation area.

Without saying a word, the boys, all dressed in full uniform, sat near me,
as we watched the work of Nature that is a sea borne sunrise.

---

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