Date: Thu, 26 Feb 2004 08:30:24 +1100
From: james robinson <justjames17@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Training Ship, Part 21.

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                 The Training Ship, Part 21.
     justjames17.

The ship slipped quietly through the midnight sea, stars lighting her way as
the sliver of the new moon rose in the East. The only sounds were the soft
shushing as the knife like bow sliced through the gentle seas as The Siren's
Song lifted on the smooth swells. The light southerly breeze filled her
sails and drove her smoothly along at a leisurely 5 knots, the whole world
seemed asleep, even the duty watch were semi dozing except for the helmsman
and officer of the watch.

Below decks the men and boys were sound asleep in their bunks, Carl was
snuggled up to the captain after a torrid sex session, both were tired out
and dreaming of each other. The boys' cabin was silent except for Conrad and
Chris who were still awake and lying in the 69-position suckling on each
other's hard cocks. Further down the companionway Joe was naked with
Damien's cock stuffed deep in his throat while Tony was rooting his fat cock
hard into his sore bleeding ass lips. Joe was grunting with each thrust but
his mouth was filled with Damien's fat cock choking him as he forced the
turgid tool deeply into the lad's stretched swollen throat. Tears of pain
coursed down the ebony cheeks his black eyes invisible behind the tightly
closed eyelids as the lad's body was cruelly abused and tortured by the two
smugglers.

Tony was punishing the tight ass, as he rammed into the lad, one hand was
crushing the Joe's balls while he nail pinched the sore nipples already
damaged earlier in the afternoon. Joe was in great pain; the surging sausage
in his throat muffled his grunting and screaming. Spittle oozed from his
stretched lips as the cock thundered back and forth choking him, blood
flowed freely onto his chest and abdomen as Tony took his sadistic pleasure
on his glistening sweaty body. The towel placed under the lad was soaking
with his sweat and the blood mixed with his internal juices oozing from his
stretched hole as Tony savaged his anus.

Damien began to climax as he heaved his hips hard into the ebony face, Joe
choked as the thick juice flooded his throat he choked, coughing and cum
dribbled from his nostrils running down to ooze around the swollen lips and
run off his drool covered chin. Tony saw Damien blow his load and cursed him
for cumming too soon, as he wanted to spend longer torturing the lad. He
waited till Damien's cock shrank and dropped from Joe's swollen lips and he
grabbed Joe's soiled briefs to force them into his mouth to silence his
moaning cries of pain. He raised the briefs in his hand and before he could
stuff them into the lad's mouth Joe screamed loudly until his cries were
muffled when Tony stuffed the cotton underwear into his gaping mouth. Joe
bit down on Tony's fingers drawing blood until the clothing forced his mouth
open and he was unable to close down on the intruders. The taste and dry
texture of the soiled briefs clogged his mouth causing him to dry retch and
bile rose from his stomach to flood his dry brief filled mouth.

Tony punched him in the stomach and grabbed his scrotum squeezing it and
twisting the swollen nuts, Joe's body arched up as Tony dragged his balls up
cruelly. The boy's eyes fogged with pain and tears as his nerves sent
excruciating messages howling to his brain, a muffled scream issued through
the clogging briefs as he twisted about in agony.

Conrad had heard the scream and he crept off Chris's bunk saying, " You stay
put Chris, I'm going to investigate that scream. I'll be back in a minute."

He pulled on his shorts and padded out of the cabin in his bare feet, he
listened carefully and heard faint moaning sounds as he turned his head back
and forth, the sounds were coming from his left so he quietly moved along
the companionway till he saw a dim light filtering under the door of the
cabin where the crew of the Sundowner were billeted. Conrad leant his ear to
the door and listened, he could hear muffled grunts and groans then he heard
Damien say, " Ok Tony let's finish him off and dump him overboard, we don't
want to wait too long or we might get caught."

Tony growled in reply, " Stuff you Damien just because you got your jollies
and blew your load down his throat don't try to hurry me in my pleasure. I
want to play more with this young stud before we consign him to the sharks."

Damien said, " Ok but don't take too long or someone might hear you, then
the game will be up."

Conrad crept back along the companionway till he reached the captain's
cabin, he knocked on the door quietly, there was no answer so he rapped
louder and heard a stirring then the captain's gruff voice growled, " Who is
it? What's wrong?"

Conrad whispered, " It's Conrad captain, there is something nasty going on
in the Sundowners cabin."

Jack leapt from the bunk, turned on the light and hurried to open the door,
Conrad eased into the cabin brushing against the captain's body as he
squeezed through the doorway, he could smell the sweaty funky odour of sex
on the captain's blanket warmed body. Jack turned and glared at Conrad then
asked, " What have you heard Conrad? I hope it isn't a furphy, what is going
on?"

Conrad swallowed nervously then whispered, " I heard a scream earlier and I
went to investigate, there were groans and sounds of pain then I heard one
of the guys say to hurry up, as they had to finish him off and dump him
overboard."

Jack looked worried and said, " Go arouse Mr. Wills, Mr. Flynn, the
Boatswain and a few of the older lads we had better investigate the problem.
Smack it about young Conrad I'll get dressed while you are getting some
support."

Jack began to dress as Carl's eyes opened and he squinted in the light
saying, " What is wrong captain? Why are you getting dressed so early?"

Jack kissed the youngster and said, " Go back to sleep my sweet one, there's
nothing for you to worry about."

Jack unlocked and opened the desk drawer and pulled out a belaying pin he
hefted it in his hand and turned off the light leaving the cabin and closing
the door. He saw the group of men and older lads grouped in the companionway
as he walked towards them; they all turned and began to walk quietly down
towards the cabin where Joe was being tortured. The group stopped outside
the cabin door and listened to the faint whimpering, the whimpering turned
to a choking gagging sound and they could hear a body thrashing about and
Damien's hushed voice saying, " Hurry up Tony someone will hear him in a
minute, finish him off quickly."

Jack threw his shoulder against the flimsy door which shattered as the lock
burst free from the timber, the door flew open and there in the stark
lighting was Joe threshing about going blackish purple in the face as his
eyes bulged out his tongue protruded obscenely as he tried to gasp air into
his depleted straining lungs. Tony was crouched over the writhing boy's body
as he throttled him with both hands tightly wrapped around his throat, the
fingers crushing the ebony skin as they pressed deeply into the corded neck.
Damien was lying on Joe's thighs trying to hold the sweaty legs as the boy
bucked and twisted, his struggles diminishing as his oxygen starved brain
began to lose consciousness. Joe's penis was erect and standing up like a
steel pole as he suffocated, the veins of the shining ebony stalk were
standing out sharply looking as though they would burst any second, Damien
was gobbling at the swollen crimson knob in the hope of catching Joe's dying
ejaculation.

The two murderers froze in position, as they saw the captain and crewmembers
behind him as Jack rushed across the cabin and dealt a heavy blow to the
head of Tony with the belaying pin. Tony dropped as if poleaxed his scalp
split and bleeding, as he fell to the deck off the bunk, his body thudded to
the deck like a bag of potatoes and he lay there sprawled naked, sexually
aroused and unconscious. Damien jumped back in fear as Jack turned towards
him but the captain just glared at him and ordered Mr. Wills to drag the
naked thug away and confine him in the brig. The boatswain had already
lifted Tony up and with a boy carrying each limp leg carried the unconscious
hood to the brig throwing him onto the deck.  Joe was lying there gasping,
his breath rattling in his sore bruised throat; his smooth shining chest
heaving as he dragged huge volumes of air deep into his oxygen starved
lungs.

Jack kissed the parted lips as he lifted the panting boy up in his arms and
carried him to the sick bay, as Damien was led away naked d shoved into the
brig with his unconscious mate, he tripped over Tony's inert body and
collided with the metal bulkhead of the cell knocking himself unconscious
and he slumped down on top of Tony on the deck. The crew stood there
admiring both these nude bodies as they were both very well defined and had
nice butts and were well endowed. The sight of the naked men would give the
lads fantasy material when they masturbated in the future.

Jack laid Joe out on the sick bay bunk and filled a bowl with warm water
then took a cloth and began to sponge bathe the sweaty, blood and cum
stained body, Joe lay there as the captain gently washed him cleaning off
the blood from his torso and washing carefully his bloody cum oozing anus.
Joe whimpered in pain as Jack touched his torn mangled nipples, the flesh
was torn apart where Tony's fingernails had cut through his sensitive flesh
almost ripping the nubs completely away from their soft surrounds. Jack
began to apply antiseptic to the torn flesh causing Joe to wince as the
fluid stung his open wounds, Jack kept whispering to the boy reassuring him
that he would be all right soon. Joe burst into tears at Jack's gentle
treatment; his slim body shook and trembled from shock and pain.

Joe gradually calmed down and began to doze off into a deep sleep as his
wounds ceased to ache, his body needed the rest to recuperate his strength,
Jack saw the boy's eyelids getting heavy and he bent down kissing each lid
saying, " Go to sleep young fellow, you are safe now don't worry about
Damien or Tony they can't hurt you anymore."

Joe's eyes closed and his breathing eased into sleep mode, as Jack sat there
holding his slender hand in his large calloused mitts, it was amazing how
gentle the man could be considering how rough he was in appearance and the
heavy powerful build of his body. Jack was a complex person, so masculine on
the outside but was deeply loving and caring on the inside. His love for
youth was incredibly deep and passionate, though women found him
irresistible he shunned them with fervour. Women couldn't understand that
such a masculine person wouldn't fall under their spell and many a woman had
broken her heart trying to woe him into her arms. Men on the other hand
regarded him as a rock and very attractive but an untouchably masculine guy
who would probably knock them unconscious without a qualm if they tried
anything remotely sexual with him.

The young doctor in Sydney, Nathaniel, had seen through the outer shield
when Jack was worrying about Andrew and Geoff. He had fallen instantly under
the spell of the large bearish guy who was in tears about his crewmembers
lying injured in the hospital. Nat was deeply in love with Jack and was only
waiting till his hospital studies finished and he was going to rush into
Jack's arms to surrender himself to the man.

Jack stayed by Joe all night holding his hand as he slept, brushing his
black hair from his forehead and cooling him with the damp cloth. Dawn crept
slowly up from the East lightening the black portholes as Jack sat back and
stretched his cramped limbs, he studied Joe as he lay there supine on the
bunk and saw he was deeply asleep. He rose up and walked to the doorway
turning off the lights in the sickbay, then walked stiffly down the
companionway till he stepped through the hatch onto the dew soaked deck. He
drew three massive breaths of the fresh early morning air into his cramped
lungs and stretched his arms above his head to remove the kinks developed
sitting still all night. He placed his hands on his hips and rotated his
back easing the aches developed over night, the crew jerked awake when they
saw the captain appear from below and they tried to look busy in case he was
in a bad mood.

Jack wandered up to the officer of the watch, the second mate and asked was
all well, he told the captain that all was well and they had had a quiet
night with light winds and they had made 60 nautical miles over night. Jack
nodded and said, " Well done carry on Mr. Richards."

He turned and prowled about the quarter deck, surveying the horizon and
studying the set of the sails telling the helmsman to watch his course
closer as he saw the topsail lose a little breeze as the ship yawed slightly
from a swell catching her slightly abeam. The helmsman was an experienced
lad named Jeremy who had been on two cruises previously and knew the
captains ways replied smartly, " Aye Aye sir."

Jack smiled to himself, as he knew Jeremy would be thinking to himself that
the bloody captain was in one of his moods this morning. Jack continued to
pace the deck and watched as the sun climbed up into the sky, the warmth
drying the dew and causing the crew to squint their tired eyes after the
long night. The aroma of food cooking permeated from below decks as the duty
crew's mouths salivated with hunger, the morning watch would be up and
getting ready to eat their breakfast then they would relieve the night watch
so they could go below and relax.

Jack decided to go below and check out the two prisoners in the brig, he
strolled down and opened the spy hole peering into the dimly lit area, he
could see Damien stretched out on a bunk while Tony was still lying on the
deck. He unlocked the door and stepped inside, he walked over to Tony and
bent down to check his pulse, as his fingers touched the throat Tony turned
and took a swipe at Jack. Jack just moved slightly and the fist whizzed past
his ear as he let fly a right hook which connected with Tony's jaw snapping
his head back and to one side as he collapsed back onto the deck
unconscious. Damien had begun to move but when he saw his mate knocked down
so easily he lay back again on the bunk.

Jack looked at him and sneered, " You are a gutless bastard aren't you? Your
nasty murderous mate has more guts in his little finger than you have in
your whole body."

Jack bent down and picked up the unconscious guy tossing him onto the top
bunk and kneeing Damien in the balls as he did it. Damien's breath left his
body in a loud WHOOF as he doubled up on the bunk grasping his bruised nuts.
He curled into a foetal position tears coursing down his cheeks, Jack looked
dispassionately at him and hawked up a lump of sputum spitting it at the
moaning thug. The gooey mass splattered on the guys face as Jack turned and
left the cell locking the door behind him.

He walked back to the sick bay and opened the door checking Joe's condition,
he was still asleep and Jack didn't want to disturb the lad, he stood there
surveying the multitude of bruises evident on the lad's body then left and
closed the door. He returned to his cabin to find Carl still curled up
asleep and he walked across to slap the youngster gently on his cute little
bum. Carl shot up like a rocket as his sleep was so rudely disturbed, he
rubbed his sleep filled eyes and grumbled, " Ouch my poor little ass you are
a cruel man captain Jack."

Jack smiled disarmingly at the little imp and hugged him patting his plump
little rump as he kissed the top of Carl's head. He apologised to the young
scamp saying, " Sorry my sweet one I didn't mean to hurt you I just couldn't
resist that cute little bum sticking up in the bunk."

Carl giggled and said, " You didn't really hurt me my captain, I was just
messing with you, I'm sorry but I couldn't help it."

Jack smiled at him and said, " Well come on little one, we better get
showered breakfast is ready."

Carl bounded off the bunk and ran naked to the shower as Jack undressed and
followed him. They began to wash one another and as you might guess they
began to get aroused till Jack just had to stuff his pole up the snug tight
little love hole that was Carl's rectum. Carl was impaled on the mighty cock
and Jack lifted the lad up turning him around to face him, Carl wrapped his
arms around his lover's neck as they kissed, Carl's legs wrapped around
Jack's waist as he was lifted and dropped onto the swollen member. Carl's
little prick began to spurt his overnight store of boy juice All over Jack's
chest as the shower washed it down. Carl's ejaculation caused his anus to
spasm around Jack's cock this triggered a massive response filling him to
the brim with a heavy thick load from the heavy adult balls

They finished showering and quickly dried off throwing some clothes on and
Jack sent Carl to the galley to get their breakfasts and tell the boatswain
to meet him at the brig in half an hour. He returned with a tray loaded with
two bowls of cereal, toast and two plates of bacon and eggs along with a mug
of tea for Jack and a huge glass of milk for himself. They both fell to with
a vengeance and soon had emptied the plates and sat back feeling satiated.
Jack told Carl to tidy up the cabin while he went to exercise the two thugs
in the brig.

Jack and the boatswain arrived at the brig together and Jack unlocked the
door, he ordered the two prisoners to stand side by side facing the bunks
with their hands behind their backs. The thugs did as they were told and the
bosun took two plastic zip clips from his pocket, which he placed around
their wrists tightening them painfully pinning their arms. They frog marched
the two guys up on deck and took them up onto the quarter deck, there they
allowed them to walk about while telling them they knew about the drugs they
had smuggled and that they would also be charged with attempted murder.

Damien and Tony stood together whispering and Tony said that if the police
got hold of him they might tie him to all the murders of the young drug
addicts, they would put them both away and probably throw away the keys. The
thought of being incarcerated for possibly the rest of their lives
frightened the two thugs; the thought of being raped and abused by all the
prisoners reinforced their mutual decision. They decided to end it all by
taking the cowards' way out, end their worthless lives by throwing
themselves overboard into the warm sea, drowning being preferable to the
sodomy meted out to young handsome prisoners. The two frightened thugs
turned as one and suddenly ran towards the stern railings and leapt into the
air tumbling over the stern of the ship splashing down into the water. The
Siren's Song was travelling at about 10 knots as she sped away from the
struggling pair, unable to use their hands they were frantically kicking
their feet but soon tired as the ship was trying to turn about some distance
away, the ship took some time to slow and turn and by then the two heads
were lost in the jumble of waves.

The two thugs were able to see the topmasts of the ship as their strength
ebbed and they began to slip beneath the surface, they frantically kicked
their tired legs trying to stay afloat. Un seen behind and down current a
shark was homing in on the faint blood trail from Joe's split scalp it swam
from side to side using it's sensory pits to track in on the scent. Joe and
Damien were frantically kicking their legs when suddenly Joe felt the
searing pain as the denizen of the deep closed it's massive jaws around his
waist, he screeched as the 12 foot Great White lifted him from the water and
shook him like a dog with a rat as it tried to tear his body apart. The
shocking pain as the huge serrated teeth tore into his body, shearing
through his skin and muscles till they met in the centre of his writhing
torso. The crimson flood of blood poured from his ripped body, as he was
thrown about screaming his entrails spurted from his torn abdomen, his penis
and balls bouncing about as the monster tossed about the body.

Damien was paralysed with fear as he watched his mates naked body split
apart and his torso fall back into the crimson water, Tony's gaping mouth
spewing crimson as blood poured from his utterly destroyed half eaten body.
Damien was frantically kicking his legs trying to escape, as the shark
turned seeing his legs thrashing about and it homed in on Damien biting down
on his left thigh, the shark rolled as it bit ripping the thigh joint from
its position in the man's pelvis and tearing off his leg as easily as you
would break a carrot. Damien felt the thud of the hit but shock saved the
immediate pain and he watched as the shark chewed on his leg, the massive
blood loss soon caused him to begin losing consciousness, he heard seagulls
fighting overhead as they swooped to pick up tasty morsels of his and Joe's
flesh. Damien slowly slipped beneath the heaving surface and he breathed in
lung fulls of water as he drifted down into the dark depths losing
consciousness as he drowned and bled to death.


The Siren's Song arrived on the scene to see the gulls picking at what
little was left in the water, the surface of the sea was cut by several
dorsal fins as lesser sharks moved in after the Great White had departed.
The ship hove to as the crew searched for any remains they could salvage to
present to the authorities, but there was nothing left to pick up. Jack was
upset that he couldn't hand the two criminals over to the authorities but he
felt they had received their just deserts. He went below to his cabin to
fill out the ship's log regarding the happenings of last night and this
morning.

He had just finished when he was called to the radio cabin to take a call on
the radiophone, he hurried down and the operator handed him the headset and
Jack said hello, the voice on the other end replied, " How are you my big
stud?"

Jack realised it was Nat, his young doctor from the Sydney hospital, his
heart leapt at the thought of him taking his mind off the harrowing morning,
he replied, " Oh it's so good to hear your voice Nat, I needed cheering up
today."

Nat asked what was wrong and Jack filled him in on the terrible happenings
from last night and today, Nat was upset that Jack had to go through that
trauma and he asked, " Are you ok after all that business Jack?"

Jack said, " I am fine now that I've heard from you my Love."

Nat replied, " I've got some news for you Jack, I'm taking two weeks off and
I'm going to fly up to Brisbane to meet you there, is that ok with you?"

Jack beamed and said, " That will be great Nat, we will be in Brisbane in
two days I can't wait to see you again."

Nat said, " Ok Jack I've got to go my lover, I'll see you in two days. Bye
my Jack."

Jack said, " Bye Nat, I can't wait to hold you in my arms."

The operator closed the contact and switched off the radiophone.

Here we leave the ship as she nears Brisbane, let me know if you are still
enjoying the story. I'd love to know that I'm not wasting my time writing
something no one is reading.