Date: Tue, 04 May 2004 18:53:55 +1000
From: james robinson <justjames17@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Training Ship, Requiem.

This story is a figment of my imagination and bears no resemblance to real
life.  Please let me know what you think of the new chapter, and if you
wish to see the ship salvaged and refurbished.  All emails answered except
flames they will be extinguished on receipt, send your emails to
justjames17@hotmail.com thank you.


             The Training Ship, Requiem.
                  justjames17.


The ship lay beside the wharf, her deck level with the oily rubbish littered
surface, her once clean deck stained with soot and filth from the river. The
masts towered above the pier reaching for the heavens in silent
supplication, standing at the edge of the timber decking were Les Meade and
Mr. Wills solemnly staring at the remains of their home and work place.

The two men were silently sobbing, their shoulders shaking as tears ran down
their grieving faces. The hull of the ship groaned as the tide pushed it
against the rough mussel encrusted piles of the wharf and it sounded as
though she too was grieving with the men. Her masts and spars trembled from
the impact and she seemed to shiver in her misery, Les turned to Mr. Wills
and said, " What can we do about our ship, do you think we could salvage her
and make her seaworthy again?"

The First Mate looked at him and as he shook his head sorrowfully he
replied, " I doubt we could afford the costs Les, it will take hundreds of
thousands of dollars to get her back into seaworthy condition."

The older man looked even more depressed as he watched the dirty water
creeping higher up till the decks were well submerged, his heart fell with
the rising tide. He put a warm arm around the younger man's shoulder and
gave him a comforting hug. The two men were lost in their reverie locked
away together in their misery, they failed to hear footsteps approaching
from behind and were startled as a voice broke the silence. "G'day Mr.
Meade, Mr. Wills, it is a terrible sight to see the Siren's Song in such an
invidious situation, my heart bleeds at her appalling condition."

Both men turned as one to see Nick the wealthy blonde boy from Sydney
accompanied by his father John and Frank his grandfather. They were standing
together studying the poor hulk that was the Siren's Song, tears ran down
Nick's handsome young face and his father was cuddling him tight to support
him in his sorrow. Owen Wills stretched out his hand to shake the visitor's
hands and his eyes misted with tears as he saw the sadness in the
expressions of the visitors.

The five guys all hugged in a group and after some time they got their
emotions under control and John asked the two officers to join them at their
hotel. Both men nodded in agreement and they left the pier walked to the
huge Mercedes limousine parked outside the wharf. They all climbed in the
rear, as the driver put the car in gear then when they were seated
comfortably he accelerated away towards the city.

The car arrived at the hotel and the group disembarked and entered the
magnificent lobby of the hotel, the manager appeared and rushed to greet
John and Frank then faltered when he saw the two mates in their denim
clothing. He greeted the trio of guests and gave Owen and Les a disdainful
glare as he escorted the group to the lifts, he flagged a bell boy to press
the lift button to open the doors and hold the lift till they reached it and
he bowed obsequiously as the group entered the lift and the doors closed.

The lift silently rocketed upwards to the penthouse suite on the top floor
where the doors opened to a huge luxuriously furnished vestibule, which
opened the way to a massive lounge room. Owen and Les felt most out of place
in their workman like denims. John placed an arm around each man's shoulder,
escorted them into the lounge room, where he walked them to a large 5 seat
leather lounge and urged them to sit down on the cream soft leather.

Owen and Les sat on the edge of the seats worried that maybe they might
dirty the pale luxurious leather as their hosts sat opposite them on a
second lounge. John asked them if they would like a drink and the two mates
asked for a beer if it was available, he laughed and asked, " Which beer
would you like there are about ten brands in the fridge."

The men laughed and asked for a Foster's Lager, Nick hurried to the
refrigerator and pulled out two cans of Foster's pouring them into glasses
and bringing them to their guests, placing them on the coffee table in front
of the men. Owen said, " Thank you Nick I'll enjoy this I'm as dry as a
chip."

The two men took a heavy swig of the cold beer and both gasped in pleasure,
" AAH that was great stuff,"

The conversation was subdued but friendly, as they all relaxed and chatted
until the situation of the ship arose and Les voiced his thought about
salvaging the Siren's Song and restoring her to her original glory. John
smiled widely and said, " That is why we are here, I heard of the loss on
the television and decided to come up and look into the situation even if
just to raise her, restore her and turn her into museum piece for visitors
to look over and a memorial to captain Jack, Carl and Nat."

Owen nodded in agreement as Les jumped up excitedly and said, " Oh great
idea, but it would be better if she was alive and plying the seas again. I
don't think she would be happy tied to the shore as an exhibition piece."

John looked at Les, as the older man began to pace excitedly back and forth
across the room, he liked the energy and fervor the man showed, while Owen
quietly agreed with his old friend but was more controlled in his reactions.
John said, " Well it will all depend on how badly the ship is damaged and
whether her hull is still sound after the fire and the submergence in the
river. I'm getting a marine surveyor to have a good look at her tomorrow, we
will know more after he has checked on her condition."

Nick arose and walked over to the couch and sat next to Owen and cuddled
into his shoulder, Mr. Wills blushed at the contact in front of the lad's
father and grandfather, then Frank said, "It's Ok Owen, Nick is his own man
he does what he likes within reason, he obviously likes you and wants to
comfort you in your sorrow."

Owen Wills smiled at the old man and raised his arm placing it around the
boy's wide muscular shoulders as Nick turned his beautiful face to his and
kissed him on the lips sensuously. The boy's arms pulled him closer as he
kissed and Owen began to respond to the contact his tongue searching Tim's
lips until he opened his mouth to suck the man's tongue deep into his mouth.
The boy's right leg swung up and across Owen's left leg as he smooched
harder almost crawling into the man's lap in his eagerness. Owen could feel
the boy's incredibly hard erection rubbing on his thigh as the boy began to
hump his leg. Owen's hand slowly slid down the firm muscular back until he
cupped the boy's ass cheek, pulling the lad harder against him and pulling
him up further till his cock meshed with his growing hard on.

John watched his sexy son seducing the man and smiled at his finesse and
ardor, it was obvious he had captivated the man and aroused him sensuously.
Nick disentangled himself and stood up extending his hand to Owen and as he
grasped him he pulled the man up from the couch and began to lead him away
across the room to his bedroom. He pushed the door open with his foot as he
kissed Owen again and his hand felt the growing bulge in the man's jeans.
Les watched from the other side of the room and smiled happily to see his
friend being taken away to enjoy the beautiful young swimmer's body.

The two kissed and caressed as the door closed behind them and Frank looked
at Les saying, " Sorry Les we only have one young guy here I hope you don't
feel left out of things."

Les laughed and replied, " It's ok Frank I have a little lover waiting at
his place for me later. He is all I need to keep me happy."

The three men chatted about the ship and what they would like to see happen,
the general consensus of opinion was that they would all like to see the
Siren's Song proudly breasting the seas for a long time into the future. The
only problem was what the expert would find tomorrow when he inspected the
hulk; they were going to be on edge until the report came through after
inspection. They sat back enjoying the company and the refreshing drinks
when they heard the moaning issuing from the boy's bedroom.

Nick was spread eagled on his back with Owen between his lean smooth legs,
the boy's 4 inch boner embedded in the man's throat as he slobbered and
sucked on the tumescent tool. Nick's head rolled back and forth in frenzy as
his body reacted to the sensation of his cock being swallowed and tortured
by the wet warm tongue. His tensed body arched up off the bed his muscles
starkly defined as he became rigid, Owen's hands holding his smooth ass
cheeks lifting him higher off the bed. Suddenly Nick felt the buzz as his
nuts swelled and drew up hard beside his pulsing prick, the electric charge
shot through his body as he began to erupt.

His already swollen tool grew even bigger in Owen's hot orifice and he felt
the pre cum spurting from the swollen cock head drenching his saliva coated
tongue, then the explosion as the lad's cock spurted thick hot semen
drenching his mouth and squirting into his throat in a flood of sweet teen
juice. The man sucked and swallowed frantically to keep ahead of the flood,
as shot after shot cannoned from the swollen helmet. The eruption finally
eased and it slowed to a dribble as the boy's nuts emptied and he collapsed
back onto the bed panting, gasping as Owen cleaned the remnants from the
still erect penis, his tongue torturing the super sensitive knob until Nick
was forced to push him off his prick to save his sanity.

Owen moved up to kiss the panting boy and share the remnants of his sweet
juice as their tongues danced together, they hugged and kissed furiously and
Nick's hands were working on the hard muscular buttocks of the man. Owen
felt the massaging hands as they pulled and squeezed his butt then one hand
slipped deep into the crack between the mounds of flesh and began to slip up
and down the smooth skin of his ass. Nick's finger slid across the small
circle of muscle guarding the entrance to the man's anus, he poised there
gently rubbing around the rim sending shivers through Owen's body. The man
began to push back on the inquisitive digit and Nick pulled out to lick and
suck the finger wetting it well then returned to the hot ass where he began
to push the finger into the tight but slightly yielding muscle.

Owen growled deep in his chest as he felt the boy pushing into his tight
hole and he began to push back until he gasped loudly as the finger entered
his twitching excited rectum. He whispered in a hoarse voice, " Oh Nick get
that finger deep inside my body, get me loosened up I want you to sink your
hard young prick as far into me as you can."

Nick sighed and began to work the finger hard in and out of the tightly
gripping muscle, Owen moaning softly as he pushed back trying to accept the
probing finger deeper into his hot excited ass. Nick soon had two fingers
moistened and working the loosening muscle, this was soon followed by a
third digit stretching the man more and more. Owen was writhing about
begging for the teen to root him hard.

Nick positioned himself between the man's legs spreading them then he slid
his hands under Owen's hips and raised him up then positioned his throbbing
tool's helmet against the now looser wet ring, he prodded the muscle then he
speared his pole quickly into the man. Owen bucked in pain as the boy rammed
him hard crushing his pubes and nuts hard against the man's spread ass, the
man gasped in shock then began to relax as his hole adjusted to the
pressure. The boy's rock hard cock was rubbing against his swollen gland
sending quivers of pleasure through his genitals, his deflated dick began to
expand as the boy triggered the sexual desire as he nudged the gland again
and again.

They both began to breathe heavily as their bodies grew closer and closer to
climaxing, their temperatures rising as their sex drives exploded, their
tools grew harder and their bodies trembled, the perspiration began to drip
from their overheated bodies. Grunting, panting, straining, their bodies
tensing as their nuts approached ejaculation, Owen's cock spitting clear
juice onto the bed. Nick's head arched back as he grasped Owen's hips
tightly his torso showing every gorgeous muscle as he tensed then with a
loud shout he rammed hard into the yielding ass and pumped his sperm into
the hot humid depths of the man's guts. Owen groaned as he felt the boy's
juice filling him and he began to cum shooting all over the bed in a frenzy
of joyous sex.

In the lounge the three men heard the dual sounds as both blew their loads,
they all looked at one another and grinned, Frank laughed and said, " Our
Nick is a horny young devil, he is insatiable. He has worn us out on many
occasions. I just wish I was young again and could keep up with him."

Some minutes past and the sound of a shower could be heard from the bedroom,
John said, " Well they should rejoin us very soon, sounds like they are
cleaning up in there."

The bedroom door opened and out came Nick wearing just a pair of white
briefs and Owen wearing his denims, they rejoined the group and sat on the
couch next to Les. He looked at Owen and raised his eyebrows questioningly,
Owen grinned and made as if he was wiping sweat from his brow. Les nodded
and smiled knowingly as he turned back to John and Frank across the table.

John asked the men if they wished to stay for dinner at the hotel but Les
replied, " Thank you for asking but I've got to get going home to my Timmy,
he will wonder where I am. I will hopefully see you at the ship tomorrow."

Owen thanked John and said, " I would be delighted to stay for a meal, and I
have no important business to take me away from your gracious hospitality."

Frank rose and escorted Les to the lift and stood there chatting to him
until the lift arrived and the doors closed behind him and started the long
drop to the lobby.

WE leave at this point and if you wish to hear about the report on the
Siren's Song's condition please let me know.

James.