Date: Fri, 02 Jan 2004 12:09:08 +1100
From: james robinson <justjames17@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Training Ship, Part 8

This story is completely a figment of my imagination; any resemblance to any
person dead or alive is coincidental. Usual warnings apply; man/boy and
boy/boy sex is involved. Etc. etc.

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       The Training Ship, Part 8.
       justjames17.



The Siren's Song has encountered a large Humpback Whale as she continues her
cruise north and the crew are excitedly watching it.

The captain, Mark and Carl arrived on deck and were soon hanging over the
gunnels watching the huge mammal as she swam leisurely alongside the ship,
accompanied by her young calf. The mother and babe were gambolling along
with the calf showing great interest in the ship raising it's head above the
surface to peer at the ship as it rolled on it's side. The mother too was
seemingly intrigued by the great silent vessel as it knifed it's way through
the sea, she was obviously used to the heavy engine sounds from the engine
driven ships that now days ploughed the seas. The calf was seen to dive down
and begin to suckle on the female's teat as it used up its energy rapidly.
The pair accompanied the ship for some time before silently changing course
after seemingly waving their massive pectoral fins from the water in a
farewell wave. They were soon lost to sight as their paths diverged and they
went their separate ways.

The whole experience thrilled the crew and after a few minutes of silent
appreciation of the wonder of nature, the babble of excited voices disturbed
the atmosphere as the3 boys all began chattering at the same time. Each boy
saying the whales had looked right into his eyes and winked at him, the joy
and thrill of the encounter would remain with them the rest of their lives
and it would be something to tell their children and grandchildren in the
future.

The duty crew stayed on deck as the off duty boys slowly drifted off either
below decks or relaxed on deck in the sunshine. Mark and Carl remained on
deck sitting on one of the hatch covers and chatted about the whales then
what had happened in the captain's cabin. Carl asked Mark if he was ok about
what had been done to his body and he replied, " Well Carl, I can't say it
was ok at the beginning I was terrified and repulsed by what was happening
to me. I was embarrassed that my prick responded to the manipulation but as
it got really hard I started to feel good, my body began to tingle and my
nuts were getting hot."

Carl looked into Mark's eyes and said, " Yes I could see you were starting
to feel horny, your eyes and expressions changed completely. Your great body
began to tremble and vibrate you looked really awesome when captain Jack
began to work on your ass."

Mark nodded his head and continued, " Yeah the feel of his wet tongue
licking my
hole was insane, I nearly came at once, and the sensation of wet touching
and poking was just too much. Then when his tongue poked into my hole and
began to wriggle in my chute I was thinking how hot it would be to have his
hot fat cock inside me stimulating me."

Carl lay back idly stroking his erect cock through his shorts as his mind
cast up pictures of the scene in the bunk between the captain and Mark. He
looked across at Mark to see the front of his shorts bulging obscenely from
his turgid pole, as it stood to attention. Mark sat up suddenly to hide his
groin from the view of the crew and he looked down at Carl watching the boy
play with his hard little dick. He watched the small hand stroking up and
down and wished he could do it but was ashamed of being seen by the crew.

Mark finally asked Carl could they go below and find somewhere to mess
about, Carl thought for a minute and said, " Yeah Mark, I can think of a
place that we can go to be alone come on I'll show you."
He leapt up and reached out for Mark's hand helping him to his feet and
leading him hurriedly below decks. They walked to the end of the
companionway and came to a bulkhead with a large hatch in it, Mark knocked
off the clips and the hatch creaked open noisily, it obviously wasn't used
much so they should have no interruptions while in there.

The lads stepped through the hatchway and pulled the heavy door closed
behind them dogging the clips over to keep the hatch closed. The huge dark
area surrounded them lit faintly by a sliver of daylight around the hatch
far above their heads; they were in the cargo hold of the ship. Mark peered
through the gloom to see large bundles and crates lashed to the sides and
deck of the hold, the sound of rushing water echoed around the hold as the
ship cut through the seas. The lads walked across the deck to one of the
large bundles to find they were spare mattresses stored in the hold for
future use. Carl began to strip off as Mark stood there feeling himself as
he got more and more excited and horny, by the time Carl was down to his
tight white briefs Mark was salivating from the mouth and oozing from his
hard rampant tool.

Mark grabbed the boy and lifted him from the deck burying his face in the
boy's full groin, his mouth opened and he began to mouth the rigid 4 inch
penis, as Carl moaned loudly in enjoyment. Mark's hands were filled with
Carl's cute round ass cheeks and he began to squeeze the rubbery orbs in
feverish abandonment. Carl was sucking on Mark's ear driving his tongue tip
into the lad's sensitive ear hole causing ravishing sensations through the
older guy's body.

Mark threw Carl onto the mattresses and ripped off his briefs then lifted
his slim legs up and dived into the cleft ass, his nose buried between the
white orbs as he tongued the crack frantically. Carl was in heaven writhing
and cooing with sensuous delight as Mark tongued his small hole, his 13-
year- old body surrendering to Mark's manipulations. He pulled his cheeks as
far apart as he could till his cleft was almost completely flat opening his
ass to Mark completely, Mark's tongue forced its was into the quaking pucker
sending tremors through Carl as he tasted all he could of the hot slippery
crimson lining and Carl's ass juice lubricant. Carl was screaming with
extreme pleasure then he felt Mark desert his hole as he dropped his shorts
and briefs then leaned closely over him poking his knob against the boy's
quivering ass lips.

Carl groaned as Mark's helmet pushed into his anus, he pushed down to open
his hole to the invader and felt the ring spread widely and painfully till
it entered the soft hot inner chute. He grunted and pushed down again
feeling Mark's big fat cock rush into his body, the filling of his colon was
incredibly sensuous and he sighed and reached up twisting the hard nipples
on Mark's chest. Mark growled as the boy twisted the hard nubs and he began
to fuck the boy hard, thumping his huge cock in and out of the clutching
tight hole. Mark soon reached the brink and slowed his motion trying to last
longer and pleasure Carl more but the sensation on his virgin fuck pole
caused him to peak and he whined in frustration as he began to coat Carl's
inner being with huge sticky ropes of juicy cum.

Carl began to stroke his hard boner as he clenched his ass on Mark's pumping
cock working it with his internal ass muscles. This caused Mark excruciating
delirious joy and he continued to produce gouts of his thick juicy sperm
until finally exhausted he began to collapse onto Carl just as Carl
screaming, blew his load up onto Mark's lips, chin and chest. Mark's tongue
crept out and tasted the watery young boy's juice and found it astoundingly
palatable so he licked up all he could find as he enjoyed the taste of Carl.

They rested regaining their equilibrium until they felt capable of standing,
then rose up and began to dress themselves as they kissed tenderly. They
tidied one another and walked to the hatch undogging the clamps and exiting
the hold closing and locking the hatch behind them. The two lads made there
way back to the deck and sat back on the hatch cover ruminating over their
encounter

The ship continued on through the smooth swells as she headed inshore
towards the heads guarding Sydney Harbour. The New South Wales coastline
began to rise up over the horizon as the Siren's Song neared her next port
of destination. The ship was now entering the busy waters of Australia's
largest city and she began to encounter much more traffic as it moved in and
out of the heads. Huge container ships ploughed their way lumberingly as a
large oil tanker passed them heading into harbour, all these much larger
vessels acknowledged the old ship's presence as they sounded their horns and
sirens in greeting. Through the heads came the sleek grey shape of a warship
and it steamed quickly through the assorted craft and turned north heading
towards Queensland.

Shipping gave way to her, as she couldn't turn to dodge a vessel in her path
due to her sailing on the wind and she soon was entering the towering cliffs
of the heads as she turned into the bustling harbour. Small craft thronged
around her as she sailed up the calm waters and as she neared the Harbour
Bridge a tug boat appeared through the throng and attached a tow line to her
as the crew dropped the sails and lashed them to the spars. The tug towed
her into the harbour and led her to the wharves in front of the Sydney Opera
House where she was warped into the pier and mooring lines were cast to the
dock and made fast. She made a perfect picture lying alongside in the shadow
of the bridge and with the backdrop of the Opera House, hundreds of
spectators appeared and small craft thronged about filming and photographing
her from all angles.

The crew descended to the deck and lined up in their watches as the captain
addressed them. He told them that they were here in Sydney to pick up some
more crew- members and would be here for 3 days so they could see the sights
of the oldest city in Australia. The boys were thrilled that they were going
to be here for a few days as many had never been to the city before, Conrad
had been here twice and knew where to go for fun and sex and a few of his
shipmates were hoping he would introduce them to the seamier spots around
town.

The captain dismissed the crew after telling them that half the watches were
to be on shore at a time, as they needed a crew on board at all hours. The
boys grumbled a little but realised that it was necessary; Conrad went below
still limping slightly from the damage Mark had caused him and bumped into
the lad as he entered their cabin. He stepped back feeling a thrill of fear
as Mark extended his hand to him saying,  " I'm sorry for what happened the
other day Conrad I was so very wrong attacking you the way I did, can you
forgive me?"

Conrad took the lad's hand in his saying, " Yeah Mark, I forgive you but can
I say I'm still aching in my balls from what you did."
Mark looked at him sorrowfully and placed his hand on his shoulder looking
deeply into Conrad's eyes and nodded his head saying, " If you want to kick
me in my nuts you can I deserve it."
Conrad saw that Mark was serious and smiled as he said, " No way bro I can
see you mean what you said, let's forget about the episode and just start
all over as friends."

The two lads walked arm in arm into the cabin where they parted to change
into go- ashore clothes both admiring the other as they stripped off naked
and walked into the showers together. They both shared a shower and began to
wash one another, and Conrad smelling the odour of sex on Mark said, " You
have been having sex with someone who was it if you don't mind me asking? "

Mark said, " Well you know that young Carl is into being fucked don't you?"

Conrad replied, " Yes he is the captain's boy. Gee you didn't fuck him did
you? I thought you hated gay guys."

Mark said, " The captain showed me the error of my ways after I hurt you, I
now know the utter awesome joy of man sex now."

Conrad stood there holding the soap his mouth open in astonishment as Mark
looked at him smiling and said, " You will catch flies if you keep your
mouth open like that. I'm serious I love sex with guys now; it is so much
better than sex with a Sheila. A guy's ass is so much tighter than a girl's
pussy. "

Conrad exploded into laughter as what Mark said registered in his brain, he
felt as if a weight had lifted from him with the thought that Mark was now
no longer a threat to him or any other gay guy. He reached out grasping
Mark's wet slippery body and they hugged closely together under the shower,
their cocks rubbing together and soon erect and throbbing with lust.

Mark turned around presenting his bubble butt to Conrad's sight and asked
him to fuck him here and now, as he bent over at the waist and leant his
hands against the tiled wall. Conrad bent over and began to wash the
muscular ass concentrating on the tightly closed lips of Mark's ass hole, he
began to work up a heavy lather in the valley and he began to rub his finger
on the puckered ring. Mark was groaning and pushing back on the exploring
digit then he grunted in pain as Conrad's finger entered him, his brown lips
stretching around the digit as Conrad felt deeper and deeper searching for
Mark's gland. He located the swollen lump and stroked it gently massaging
the lad into a delirious state where he begged to have Conrad stuff his
boner inside his twitching tunnel.

Conrad straightened up shoving his penis hard up into the anus as Mark
groaned in ecstasy his body convulsing as he felt the hard pole filling his
aching ass. Mark filled him deeply crushing his wet pubes against the
rounded muscles of Mark's firm buns. Conrad's chest was pressed against the
hard shoulder blades as he pulled Mark onto him so he could sink every bit
of his cock into the furnace that was Mark's bowels. Marc was shivering from
the sensations being transmitted through his body as Conrad's cock stroked
back and forth over his excited prostate, he grunted deeply each insertion
and sighed as the fat knob dragged back across the nut sized gland.

Mark's knees began to weaken and Conrad had to support him against the tiles
as he hammered the tight hole, until he felt his nuts tighten and that
unmistakable tingling began warning of his approaching climax as he rammed
deeper and harder into the pliant body in front of him. He arched up onto
his toes lifting Mark as he lunged and pushing him hard against the tiles as
he heard him grunting as he came the pulsing of his elastic ring sending
Conrad over into an incredible climax as he jerked into the hot colon,
firing shot after shot of creamy cum into the dark recesses of Mark's
depths.
Mark's penis was flattened against the tiles spurted his pearly offering
high, almost to head height where it clung stickily to the tiles then slowly
oozed down under the pull of gravity.

The two guys remained pressed together twitching and they could feel each
other's hearts pounding in their bodies as they panted together under the
spraying water, their cocks still rampant and pulsing as they dribbled the
last drops of their semen out of their inflamed glans. Conrad slowly eased
back onto his feet as his hands stroked the still quivering taught muscles
of Mark's torso, each caress causing more tremors to run through Marks
heaving body. Mark begged Conrad to cease his sensuous attack and let him
come down to earth, as he was still over charged and nearly going insane
from sexual over stimulation. Conrad stopped stroking him and began to ease
his penis from the tight sheath of Mark's rectum as Mark groaned in
frustration at the emptying feeling in his body.

The lads pulled apart and began washing one another till they were clean and
then left the shower dried one another off, causing more erotic sensations
to course through their youthful bodies. They returned to the cabin and
began to don their go ashore clothing, the dress uniform of white form
fitting t-shirts with the ship's picture emblazoned on the front and back
and tight white jeans with white sand shoes. They combed their damp hair and
admired one another's appearances as they posed and tensed their muscles
laughing happily.

They left the cabin and walked up on deck to see what was happening on the
dock, as there was quite a hubbub of voices, they reached the gunnels and
peered over to the dock and saw a huge crowd of people all sight seeing and
photographing the ship. The gangplank was guarded by the bos'n and two of
the older lads in the ship's dress uniform, they were stopping people
boarding the ship as she wasn't open for inspection till the next day.

They descended the gangplank and reported to the bos'n that they were going
ashore he wrote their names in the book and told them to have a good time
but behave themselves as he gave them a smile and a wink. They stood there
surrounded by spectators as they were showered with questions about the ship
and as they slowly made their way through the milling crowd they caught up
with Chris and his friend Gerry. Chris beamed at Conrad and said, " Awesome
we were hoping to meet up with you Conrad can you show us around?
Then he saw Mark was with Conrad and he scowled at him and asked, " What is
that asshole bully doing with you Conrad?"
Conrad placed his finger to Chris's lips and replied, " It's ok Chris my
love he has apologised for his behaviour and wants to be friends now."

The boys stood there on thew outskirts of the throng and chatted until a guy
about 35 walked up to them. He was about 6foot 2 inches tall well built and
dressed expensively, wearing some very nice gold jewellery, he introduced
himself as John and asked the boys where they were going. Conrad said, " We
aren't sure yet where we want to go why?"
John said, " Well I've got my car just up the road and would be delighted to
take you lads around town sight seeing and you can tell me about your ship
and the experiences you have on board."
Conrad eyed the man off and decided he looked respectable so he said, "
Thank you John we would love to join you sight seeing, it sure would beat
walking around."

The group walked off together and crossed the road to see a black Bentley
about 6 months old gleaming at the curb. John walked to the door and opened
the door asking, " Who would like to sit in the front seat?"
The boys conferred and then asked if they could swap around during the trip,
John said that would be fine that way they wouldn't argue about it. Mark was
the first to jump into the back door as Chris climbed into the front with
John, Conrad and Gerry climbed into the read with Mark.

The car eased out into the heavy traffic as the boys settled into the deep
comfortable leather seats, the car was completely silent the engine unheard
as they drove away from the dock.


We leave the tale here and hopefully it will continue soon in part 9, as the
boys enjoy old Sydney town.

Please let me know if you are enjoying this tale.           James.