Date: Sat, 24 Apr 2004 11:49:14 +1000
From: james robinson <justjames17@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Training Ship, Chapter 27.

           The Training Ship, Part 27.                          justjames17.

The Siren's Song is lying alongside in Brisbane's river, she is under repair
and the ship is a mess with workmen welding and cutting out damaged plating
from her old hull. Captain Jack, Nat and Carl are still aboard the ship
keeping watch as the men slowly repair the damage from the collision with
the tanker. Their peace is shattered by the continual hammering and the
spitting crackling of the welding and cutting gear, fumes fill the between
decks area causing irritation to their throats as they cough and splutter.

Jack decides that they should go up on deck to escape the fumes and noise,
they take some folding directors chairs with them as they leave the
accommodation area and escape onto the open deck. The three of them retired
up onto the poop deck where they opened the chairs and relaxed in the warm
sunlight. Carl after sitting there for some minutes decided he would lie on
the wooden deck and sun bake to improve his already bronzed tan, the boy
removed his shirt and shorts and laid back wearing only the skimpiest pair
of Speedos.

Nat's eyes were riveted on the fine young bulge showing in the crotch area
of the swim trunks as Carl wriggled about to get comfortable. The warmth of
the sun soon caused the boy's cock to begin erecting as his heart pumped
blood into the flaccid cock, the small 2inch prick was growing rapidly until
it reached it's full length of 4.5 inches. The Speedos mounded over the
engorged penis keeping it tight against his flat lower abdomen as the shiny
Lycra glistened in the bright light accentuating the shape and thickness of
Carl's cute cock. Nat looked across at Jack to see if he was watching the
erotic sight but Jack's eyes were closed and he appeared to be snoozing in
the sun.

Nat lifted his bare foot and gently rested it on Carl's prominent hip bone
and slowly ran his big toe up and down the slim side of the slippery togs,
Carl just moaned quietly and wriggled his taught young body. Nat's foot
crept across the valley between the hip and the pubic mound till he touched
the base of Carl's firm cock, Carl moaned again and Nat gently ran his toes
onto the pulsing prick. He gently stroked his foot back and forth across the
rigid roger as Carl began to whimper and sweat, he suddenly arched his tight
buns up off the deck and his cock bucked as it sprayed his delicious juice
out into his tight togs.

Nat could see and feel the penis as it twitched and pulsed under his toes,
then he discerned the wetness spreading on the shiny togs. Nat stood up then
moved across to Carl kneeling beside his twitching moaning body and bent
down to undo the cord of the togs raising the waist band up to free and
expose the cum covered pubes, cock and nuts.
He bent lower and licked the saturated pubes tasting the salty sweet boy
cum, Carl groaned as he felt Nat's tongue glide through his few curly hairs
and then he humped up as the hot wet lips surrounded his purple red knob.
Nat sucked the still oozing glans into his mouth and sucked the remaining
juice from the boy's roiling balls, Carl arched up till he was on his heels
and shoulders, Nat's strong hands holding a firm muscled ass cheek in each
hand holding Carl up as he sucked his cock clean. The sight of Carl's tight
taught young body arched up displaying his musculature was a sight to turn
any gay guy insane, the taught stomach showing his developing six pack to
advantage. Nat brought one hand up to slide up the flat firm abdomen rubbing
across the young muscles ridged beneath the silky smooth young skin. Carl's
groaning awoke Jack who sat there enjoying the sexy erotic sight of Nat
sucking and fondling Carl, Jack's shorts soon tented to the massive
upthrusting of his rampant penis.

Nat licked and sucked the still hard young cock then allowed the tasty
saliva coated cock to slip from his mouth, the wet engorged penis slapped
hard and lay there glistening against his tight abdomen in the sunlight. Nat
then began to clean the pubic mound and the tightly drawn up balls. He
licked and sucked the smooth shiny ball sack as Carl spread his legs apart
to allow Nat full access. Nat cleaned every drop of cum from the boy then
continued his licking down the firm pouch of the perineum till he found
Carl's tight little ass lips. Carl whimpered as the exploring tongue touched
his quivering pucker his little pink muscle was writhing from the attention
and seemed to be begging for the tongue to penetrate his hidden love tunnel.
Jack was watching ensuring none of the workmen were about and he nodded to
Nat to continue his lovemaking.

Nat moved around the whimpering boy until he was between the boy's spread
legs, his handsome face buried deep inside the boy's hot cleft as he tongue
fucked Carl's tight sweet little anus. Carl's whimpers turned to pleasurable
moans as he panted and begged Nat to stuff him full of cock, Nat was lost in
the sensations of the boy's sphincter as his tongue darted in and out
tasting the delicious flavor of Carl's rectum, as he lubricated the small
muscle. Carl was moaning, " Oh Nat come on stuff me full of your man cock, I
want to feel you stretching me, filling me, fucking me and pumping me full
of your babt makers."

Nat raised the boy's legs onto his shoulders and then holding his hard full
cock he leaned slowly into the boy's tight wet hole until he felt the
crimson knob stretch the muscle till it popped inside to a loud gasp from
Carl. Nat slowly pushed into the incredibly tight hot silky interior of
Carl, as the boy moaned and sweated from the strain, Nat felt his blonde
pubes touch the smooth stretched skin of Carl's ass and knew he was now
filling the incredible love tunnel. He could feel the writhing of the boy's
bowel muscles as he tried to eject or adjust to the invader, Carl's face was
crimson with the stress of the fat cock filling his small ass, beads of
perspiration appeared on his furrowed brow as he grunted like an animal. Nat
began to pull back slowly as Carl whimpered then he pushed back till his
golden pubes crushed firmly against Carl's perineum.

The feeling of filling and emptying sending charges through the boy as he
began to pant furiously, Nat was arching hard into the boy forcing his cock
as far into the furnace like depths as he could reach. Nat reveled in the
motion and tightness until he felt the sensation of his balls tingling
swelling and drawing up tight as his cock grew bigger and harder inside the
hot moist fleshy scabbard of Carl's body. His eyes rolled back into his head
as he began to climax Carl's legs locking around his back pulling him harder
into his hole. Nat's rampant raging rooting pole began to spray the bowels
of the boy with super heated cum, Carl screamed aloud and arched as his cock
erupted between them spraying his second load all over their torsos.

Both guys lost to the world in the height of sexual abandon, their bodies
throbbing, bucking, cumming and moaning as their breathing halted from the
sheer utter bliss of release. They collapsed together on the deck, both
panting and shuddering until they recuperated and then lay still locked
together. Jack was stroking himself at the same time until he climaxed
spurting cum all over the deck, his hands, chest and thighs. Nat and Carl
saw the results of Jack's wanking and they separated to crawl over and begin
to clean up the pearly mess all over him. The two of them licked and sucked
every pearly droplet then licked together up the hard shaft till Jack was
trembling in excitement as their tongues laved aroung his fat spongy purple
knob.

The final scene was witnessed by a workman, who had come up on deck for a
breather, he stood there with a look of total disgust on his face, as he
watched the trio in their sexual play. He glared at the scene then threw his
partly smoked cigarette over the side of the ship where it fell in an arc to
splutter out as it landed in the oily rubbish littered water between the
ship and the wharf. He stormed back below and went on with his work but his
mind was filled with what he had seen on deck, he began to feel complete and
utter revulsion and his anger escalated as he worked. Plans formed in his
mind about what should be done about the problem as he saw it, he felt all
gays should be exterminated as they eroded heterosexual life.

The day passed and at 5 pm the workmen knocked off and left the ship, Jack,
Nat and Carl went below deck to prepare something to eat, the warm sun and
sex had tired them and they intended to turn in early. A quick meal was
enjoyed and by 9 pm the trio went to Jack's cabin and climbed into the bunk,
they cuddled and kissed for a while until they dropped into a deep dreamless
sleep. The sounds from the surrounding area abated as the night drew on and
at 3 am a car drew up near the dock and a dark figure got out and crept
aboard the silent ship carrying a can. The figure disappeared below deck and
crept along the companionway listening at any closed doors and peering into
any open ones.

The figure reached the captain's cabin and listened carefully, the sounds of
snoring were heard so the figure walked past the cabin and stopped. The lid
was removed from the can and the contents were splashed around the deck and
timber walls of the cabins as the figure moved back towards the deck hatch.
The area reeked of petrol and then the figure lit a match, the flare
illuminated the face of the workman who was grinning evilly, as he threw the
match down the companionway.

The fumes and petrol ignited with a loud WHUMPH, fire raced along the deck
igniting the timber spreading up the heavily painted wooden bulkheads
turning the companionway into a roaring inferno. The sound of the burning
wood crackling and spitting awoke Jack as he coughed from the thick fumes
and smoke, he awoke Nat and Carl and they made their way through the
impenetrable smoke to the door. Jack opened the door and the flames eagerly
rushed into the cabin, Jack took the full brunt of the scorching searing
flames and his hair and clothing ignited as he reeled back against Nat and
Carl. The lads screamed in horror and fear the intake of breath drew the
fire into their lungs as the crumpled to the floor along with Jack. Their
bodies writhing in pain as the flames ate into them till they arched up
frantically and collapsed onto the burning deck of the cabin.

The stench of burning bodies added to the stink of burning wood and paint as
the workman stood there listening to the dying screams of Nat and Carl, he
stood there grinning as he watched the smoke pouring from the hatchway. He
turned and hurried from the deck running to his car and fleeing into the
darkness as the light of the fire began to illuminate the stately masts and
rigging of the Siren's Song.

A night watchman across the river saw the glow and sparks flying into the
night sky and called the fire brigade, the trucks raced to the docks but by
the time they arrived the ship was well alight and the flames were beginning
to spread to the rigging and masts. The hoses were run out and water sprayed
onto the ship but the old timbers were well alight by the time the water hit
them. The firemen fought the fire and finally subdued it but the hull of the
ship was glowing red in places and much of the rigging was destroyed. The
Siren's Song had sailed her last trip and would never grace the seas with
her stately presence, another link with history had died at the hand of man.

Access to the ship was impossible at the time as she was too hot and fires
still smouldered below in the cabin area and holds, nobody knew that three
people were lying in grotesque poses below decks.

Les Meade awoke at 7 am in the morning and arose from the bed he had shared
with his great nephew Timmy, he struggled to the bathroom to empty his
straining bladder. He stood there hosing the bowl of the toilet with his
golden stream as he ruminated about Timmy wanting him to fuck his 9year old
ass. He stood there scratching his grey hair as he finished pissing, he
turned to wash his hands after shaking off the last few drops. He finished
washing and walked to the kitchen to put the kettle on the stove, and he sat
down in his briefs at the table as he reached across to the radio turning it
on to catch the morning news.

He was sitting there half asleep listening to the news when he suddenly sat
up straight as he heard the announcer report on a fire on a ship in the
river. His heart dropped when it was announced the ship was the Siren's
Song, his ship was burnt out, he felt the loss as if his closest relative
had died or his best friend had passed away. He sat there devastated and
lost in misery the kettle shrilling on the stove awoke Timmy who wandered
into the kitchen naked, his little cock standing proudly out from his groin.

Timmy looked at his unca Les and realized he was sad as there were tears
running down his unshaven whiskery face, he walked between the man's legs
and snuggled up to him saying, " Have I done something wrong unca?"

Les awoke from his reverie and hugged the boy saying, " No my little love,
you haven't upset me. My ship caught fire last night and has been burnt
out."

Timmy looked up into Les's eyes and said, " Oh unca I'm so sorry to hear
that was anybody hurt?"

Les said, " Not that we know yet the ship is still burning inside at the
moment. The firemen can't get inside her to find out. I think we'd better
get dressed and hurry down there."

They had a quick breakfast of cereal and Les had a coffee while Timmy had a
glass of milk. They hurriedly washed then dressed and Les rang for a taxi to
take them to the ship. The cab pulled up at the wharf and they disembarked,
paid the driver and he drove off, Les and Timmy walked onto the dock to find
the fire trucks still there spraying water onto the steaming derelict ship,
the police had closed off the wharf and stopped Les and Timmy at the
barrier. Les told the police he was the boatswain off the ship and asked if
anyone had seen the captain, Nat or Carl. The police reported that nobody
was around from the ship and Les told them the captain and two others were
staying aboard while the repairs were being carried out.

The policeman said, " Well I hope they were off the ship because if they
were aboard then they must be dead as nobody could have survived the inferno
below decks."

Les and Timmy walked away after giving the policeman the phone number of his
niece's home and they walked to a seat on the dock where they could watch
the firefighting. Timmy snuggled up to his distraught uncle and hugged him
saying, " Please unca Les cheer up, they might be alive, maybe they are
staying ashore somewhere."

Hours past and the ship cooled down as the fires guttered out from the water
and lack of fuel. Time passed on leaden shoes until finally the firemen
boarded the ship wearing breathing gear, they entered the hatchway and
disappeared from sight. An hour passed before they reappeared carrying the
grotesquely deformed and charred remains of Jack, Nat and Carl. They placed
them on the deck and the policeman asked Les did he feel up to trying to
identify the remains, les walked slowly up the gangplank onto the still hot
deck, the aroma of burning and charred human flesh invaded his nostrils.

He approached the remains and looked at the twisted figures, they were only
identifiable by their sizes, Jack was the largest body, Nat was slightly
smaller while poor little Carl looked tiny in his tortured charred
contortions. The firemen said they had found the bodies all together in a
heap. Les thought to himself at least they were together when they died, but
what a horrible death it was.

The bodies were removed in body bags and taken away to be autopsied by the
coroner. Les dejectedly left the wharf with young Timmy and walked along the
streets till he saw a cab and hailed it going back to Timmy's home.

All thought of sex was flushed from Les's mind as he was stunned and shocked
by the loss of his ship and the deaths of the captain, Nat and Carl. Latter
in the day the news announced that the ship had sunk at the wharf due to the
amount of water pumped into her which lowered her waterline till the water
poured in through the damaged hull where the tanker had hit her.