Date: Mon, 19 Jan 2004 10:04:18 +1100
From: james robinson <justjames17@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Training Ship Part 14.

This tale is completely imaginary and bears no relationship to any actual
happening; it is completely a figment of my imagination. Your comments are
eagerly sought and all emails will be answered except flames they will be
extinguished on receipt. This chapter was suggested by one of my readers, I
hope you enjoy it. Please email me at justjames17@hotmail.com.


       The Training Ship, Part 14.
                     justjames17.


The boys are busy untying Mark from his position on the sun lounge, his body
glistening with their saliva after they had licked and tongued every drop of
their and Mark's cum from his bound body. Mark was still quivering from the
multitude of sensations he had been subjected to by his three friends,
Conrad, Chris and Gerry. All four lads were depleted completely after their
massive climaxes, they were all exhausted and satiated completely, and they
staggered to nearby lounges and collapsed tiredly onto the cushions.

Nick and John lay there cuddling as they dozed on and off in the afternoon
sunshine, they too were at peace and had spent their energy in frantic love
making all through the day with the other lads. They didn't hear the door
chimes, as the conservatory was right at the rear of the huge mansion; the
staff heard the bell and answered the door. There on the front steps was
John's father, Frank, a very fit and active guy of 68 years young, he had
arrived after riding his bicycle 10 miles from his home at Clifton Gardens
overlooking Chowder Bay. He was dressed in a full Lycra riding suit, which
clung to his 6-foot frame like a second skin accentuating his quite awesome
body. The man was exceptionally fit and he was glowing from the exertion of
his long ride through the traffic, his crotch was damp with perspiration and
a line of darker material highlighted his defined ass crack where the
perspiration had soaked into the thin material.

The maid grinned at him and held the door open, as he bounced into the
hallway. He caressed her under the chin and said, " How are you today Irene,
you look positively radiant this afternoon, is my lay about son in residence
this afternoon and is my spunky grandson around anywhere?"

Irene smiled wider and nodded as she took his bike helmet and gloves placing
them on the antique polished mahogany side table near the door, she smiled
and said, " Yes sir, they are in the conservatory, they have a group of boys
from the ship Master Nick is sailing on. They have been here nearly all day.
"

Frank nodded and said, " Don't bother announcing me, I'll just sneak up on
them and give them a fright."

He left the maid to her business and walked through the halls till he
entered the magnificent glassed in area where the pool was situated. He
entered walking through the plants and shrubs till he reached the edge where
he could observe the pool area; he stood there peering around at the eye
candy on display, all the young boys and guys, naked in various poses as
they slept on the lounges. His son and grandson snuggled together cuddling
as they slept, his hungry eyes caressed Nick's body and his semi erect cock,
which was twitching as he slept. Frank's hand slowly worked down over the
smooth slippery Lycra as he worked over his flat firm belly until he reached
the bulging mound of his erecting penis.

He grasped the thick semi hard tool and squeezed it causing delightful
feelings to course through his body as his cock reacted to his groping hand;
his hand began to glide up and down over the stretched Lycra as he worked
his hot 8-inch penis up to full attention.  The satin like smoothness of the
material accentuated the erotic feelings he was experiencing, his prick was
pulsing in his hand and the tip was oozing clear juice from the rapidly
expanding lips of his piss hole. Frank was always aroused by the sight of
young boys, but his grandson aroused him instantly due to his ravishingly
good looks and the superb body he possessed. Frank was married to John's
mother and they had good sexual relations although she knew nothing of his
desires regarding young boys and men.

Frank crept from the bushes and stood there with his hands on his hips, the
8 inches of solid blood engorged muscle standing vertically up flat against
his stomach. The Lycra shining like silk in the sunlight accentuating the
throbbing tower of his manhood as it pulsed and oozed against his body.
Frank slowly approached the man and boy and knelt down next to Nick, he bent
over and gently kissed the cherubic soft lips as the boy stirred in his
sleep. Frank watched Nick's semi erect cock as it began to grow in his
sleep, it would pulse as his heart beat then enlarge a little each time till
it was standing tall and flat against his hairless stomach. Frank bent over
again and touched the deep red tip of the firm pole, his lips barely
contacting as he inhaled the aroma of the sleeping lad. The pink tongue tip
gently and softly tasted the opening slit in the rubbery helmet as Nick
sighed in his sleep, as he rolled slightly onto his back making it easier to
lick him.

Frank reached out and tucked his finger between the pulsing prick and the
flat muscular lower abdomen and gently pulled the hard cock out to make it
easier to access with his tongue and mouth. Nick groaned softly as he dreamt
of sexual scenes in his imagination, Frank began to suck the stiff pole and
soon Nick was fully erect and his eyes opened slightly to find his favorite
grandfather sucking his rampant rod. Nick sighed happily and said, " Hi
gramps, that is so nice, it is the best way to wake up in the world, the
feeling of your hot mouth on my cock is awesome."

John awoke peering over Nick's shoulder and saw his father attached to
Nick's penis and said tiredly, " Hi dad, what are you doing here, is
anything wrong?"

Frank grunted around the fat tool filling his sucking mouth and throat, and
then went back to sucking Nick's dick into his mouth till his nose was
squashed hard into the small patch of blonde pubic hair. He mumbled, " No
mmmmf everything's mmmmph  fine." His head kept bobbing up and down the
turgid young cock sending waves of electricity through Nick's body. Nick was
gripping the short cut gray haired head as he pulled his grandfather hard
down on his prick till he was buried deep inside his swallowing throat. The
muscles in Frank's throat accentuating the feelings coursing through Nick,
he began to groan louder as his nuts drew up to his groin. He groaned louder
and arched up while John helped him rise up until he was fully arched and he
exploded into the throat and mouth as Frank suctioned frantically.

Nick's groaning awoke Gerry and he rolled over to see what was wrong, and he
was treated to the view of a man bent over in tight smooth Lycra, his hard
muscular butt on show as he bobbed up and down on Nick. The wide crevice of
his stretched ass cheeks attracted young Gerry's eyes, as he slowly arose
from the lounge like a sleep walker, the boy's eyes were riveted on the
shiny stretched material glistening in the sunlight, as the ass cheeks moved
about. Gerry moved across slowly, his bare feet making no sound as he
approached Frank from behind. His eyes were unmoving as he knelt down behind
Frank, the sight of the wide spread cheeks fascinated the boy; he slowly
extended his hand and slid it down between the firm flat muscled cheeks.
Frank jumped startled as he felt the hand caress his cleavage one finger
teasing his brown freckle through his gaudy bike shorts, the boy's other
hand slid further down until it cupped the tightly packed ball bag.

Frank moaned as he turned his head and saw the 13year old boy nuzzling his
back as he stroked the grandfather's genitals, the boy was so entranced with
the task in hand he began to kiss the ridged knobs of Frank's spine. He was
slowly working his way down the spine towards the base where the dimpled
muscles pointed to the cleft of the ass like an arrowhead. Frank was arching
towards Nick as the tickling torment slowly moved down his body; he arched
his white haired head back exposing his throat and prominent Adam's apple.
Nick rose up and ran his pink tongue up the throat till he reached the
Adam's apple he opened his mouth and gently bit on his grandpa's throat,
Frank gagged slightly as the boy's teeth pressed into his throat. Nick
enjoyed the feeling of power when he heard the gagging response, he bit
harder feeling the hard lump move up and down as the man gagged and tried to
swallow again.

Gerry meanwhile was pulling the tight Lycra shorts down below Frank's ass
and following the lowering material with his wet soft tongue, lapping and
laving the stretched hot sweaty flesh as he gradually lowered himself to the
floor and rolled onto his back as he slid between Fred's legs. Gerry's small
mouth slobbering over Frank's nut sack as he kept moving towards the fat
hard man's pole. Nick was so enraptured with his causing the man to gag he
began to push his fingers deep into his grandfather's mouth, he kept
inserting until he reached the straining throat and began to poke about in
the soft wet entrance making Frank almost regurgitate as he gagged
profusely. Nick kept pushing till his whole hand was filling Frank's
overstretched mouth and his hand was inserted into the choking throat, Frank
was delirious as he fought to breathe his face suffusing purple as he began
to black out. The twin sensations of the boy sucking his throbbing cock
while his grandson choking him with his slim hand thrust deeply into his
gagging throat soon had him fainting onto the tiles.
John leapt up and pulled Nick's arm away clearing the unconscious man's
throat as he berated his son for causing his grandfather's condition. Nick
was very apologetic as he watched his father give mouth-to-mouth
resuscitation, Frank coughed deeply as he began to suck air again and his
eyes opened as he regained consciousness. His blurred eyes tried to focus on
who was kissing him and when he realized it was John he pushed him away
growling, " What do you think your doing John, I don't want you slobbering
on me."

Nick cried out, " Grandpa, dad was trying to revive you, I choked you and
you passed out on the floor."

Frank looked askance at John as his memory returned, he looked at Nick and
smiled as he croaked, " Oh Nick, that was a complete turn on I remember how
it felt, as you stuffed your hand into my mouth and down my throat. It was
completely incredible."

Gerry was sitting cross-legged on the tiles a worried frown on his face as
he realized what had happened, he had been under Frank when the man had
fainted collapsing on top of him. He was frightened when he wriggled free to
see the purple face of the man as he lay limply on the tiles, Gerry smiled
when he heard Frank say he had enjoyed the experience and he reached out his
hand and caressed the older man's gray haired thigh, Frank turned to the
youngster and smiled back at him saying, " Your hot young mouth also made me
feel exquisite pleasure young fellow, what's your name? I'm Frank Nick's
Grandfather."

Gerry beamed at the man and said," I'm Gerry, nice to meet you Frank, I'm 13
years old and am a student on the Siren's Song, the sailing ship Nick is
going to sea on with us and I love sucking your huge cock it tastes great."

Frank reached out and cupped Gerry's chin in his gnarled hand and bent
across to kiss the soft young sweet lips, Gerry reacted by sending his
tongue across Frank's lips and pushing into his mouth to fence with the old
man's tongue, they were both purring loudly as they smooched together. Nick
meanwhile was now sucking and nibbling on his grandfathers nipples switching
back and forth teasing the man with his hot mouth and tickling tongue. Gerry
was reaching between Frank's muscular thighs to grasp the trembling hard
pole and he began to stroke the massive engorged cock.

Frank rose up and got onto his knees as he grabbed Gerry and pulled him
around in front of him to expose the gorgeous young rump with it's white
cushions of ass cheeks. He grasped a cheek in each gnarled hand and
stretched the firm young muscles wide apart then buried his handsome face
deep into Gerry's sweet smooth young ass. The sensation of the whiskers
sandpapering the smooth inside of his cheeks caused Gerry to moan and
wriggle, Frank took that as the sign the boy was enjoying his advances, and
he began to lick up and down the sweet tasty crack. Gerry was arching up
moaning loudly as he felt the wet rough surface of the man's tongue
assailing his stretched skin he was beginning to tremble in excitement as he
bucked and groaned. His head was thrust back as he rolled it about in small
circles, his mouth slackly open and saliva drooling slightly down his chin,
as he moaned, " OOH GEEZ, AAAAGH, MMMMMPH!!!! "

Nick was watching with his father as the old man pleasured the young lad,
they were both fondling one another then Nick arose from the lounge and
moved around behind his grandpa to begin stroking his twitching bum hole.
Frank emitted a deep sigh as he felt Nick rubbing his hand up and down over
his pulsing sphincter, he tongued Gerry harder and finally achieved entry
into the boy's hot sweet rectum as his tongue entered and tasted the essence
of youth from deep in Gerry's young body. Gerry squealed like a stuck pig as
the man's tongue lapped and wriggled deep in his anus, his head gyrating
more as he became frantic and demented from the incredible sensations.

Nick began to enter the man from behind spreading his slightly loose ass
ring and ramming his not small penis hard into his grandfather who cooed in
pleasure as his favorite grandson fucked him hard and deep. Frank in turn
pulled young Gerry back to his crotch as he located the boy's saliva wet
loosened hole and he forced the fat knob into Gerry's rectum as the boy
whimpered in pleasure and pain. The three bodies found a rhythm in unison
and soon the conservatory echoed to the sounds of sex, grunting, groaning,
flesh slapping against flesh and the liquid slurping of cocks fucking wet
sloppy holes. John watching the trio became very horny and he eased off the
lounge grasping his big hard boner and offering it to Gerry who in his
feverish trance like state accepted the turgid tool inside his small young
mouth. We now had four guys rutting like rams groaning and grunting as they
pumped back and forth, till with a combination of groans and screams they
exploded in unison, their cocks erupting simultaneously.  Gerry was filled
to overflowing from both ends as cum ran down from his mouth onto his chin
then dripping to the tiles on the floor to join the small pool of pre cum
and cum that had fired from his prick. Their chests heaving as they sucked
air into their sweaty feverish bodies and they all fell to the cool tiles in
a heap of sweating flesh. They lay there exhausted and depleted as they
panted and quivered, Gerry was still impaled on the slowly softening cock of
Frank. His young tight ass trapped the fat tool inside his small ring, which
had a stranglehold on the man's cock, Gerry's bowel muscles were pulsating
and caressing the big cock as it lay there embedded inside his anus.

Frank was cuddling Gerry to his aged body as he kissed the boy on the back
of the head and then he kissed his left ear and sent his tongue tip into the
boy's ear causing him to groan and writhe about. Frank whispered into the
wet ear, " You are fantastic young Gerry, I hope I didn't hurt you at all.
Your young sexy body feels incredible wrapped around my old penis. "

Gerry sighed and replied, " No Frank, you were unbelievably awesome, that
was an unbelievable root, it must be because you are older and more
experienced in these things. I can feel your hot pole pulsing deep inside my
body and your semen is flowing around my bowels. "

We leave the shore-based boys here and pop across to the ship as it nuzzles
against the pier in the magnificent surroundings of Sydney Harbor.

The gentle breeze fluttered the red ensign on the stern of the ship, as she
squealed against the rubber mooring buffers. The late afternoon sun gilding
the masts and spars of the stately old vessel, as she rested and dreamed of
times past when she was in her prime speeding through the waters of the
worlds oceans and carrying her important cargoes to all ports in the world.
The modern equivalents passed back and forth with their noisy engines and
fume spewing funnels polluting the air, as they swept across the harbor on
their travels. The old lady shook slightly as she watched them heading out
to places unknown, she longed to be free again and coursing across the
swells on the oceans.

The crew on board felt the slight tremor pass through her decks but didn't
understand the reason and just carried on ignorant of her pain and misery as
she lay tied to the wharf. The warm sun was lethargic and nobody was eager
to do much work as they sat and lay about the warm decks chatting and dozing
in the lowering sun. Captain Jack appeared from below accompanying Jason,
Chung and Matt to the gangplank, there they paused and chatted about the
ship and the great afternoon of fun they had experienced. They then shook
hands and hugged the captain turned and descended the gang plank to the
wharf below and walked down the pier towards the roadway, turning briefly to
wave to Jack then continuing on their way till they turned through the
entrance and disappeared from sight.

Jack watched until the three lads were gone from sight then he sighed softly
as he caressed the warm smooth wood of the railing saying softly to his
ship, " Well old girl that was an enjoyable episode, we will soon be ready
to quite the shore again and you can let yourself go as you speed across the
waters." The Siren's Song seemed to understand and she shook slightly again
then settled back with a squeak of timber against rubber as the captain
caressed her gunwale lovingly.

Jack strolled off below deck again and headed to the forward hold area, he
opened the hatch and stepped into the cavernous dim area. He turned to close
the hatch when he heard a moaning sound somewhere amidst the boxes and
bales; he turned about and quietly began to search for the origin of the
sounds. He turned and twisted through the cargo searching quietly, afraid of
disturbing whoever it was, after some time he finally came to a junction
between two cargo stacks. The groaning sound was close by and he peered
around the corner to see two pairs of feet, one pair obviously belonged to a
man standing up and the second pair smaller and the owner was kneeling on
the rough deck of the hold. Jack drew back momentarily then bent forward
again leaning further out to ascertain who was there.

Here we leave the story and I will have to write the next chapter if you
wish it to continue.