Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 01:42:40 -0800 (PST)
From: james robinson <juzjamie17@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Training Ship: Tsunami

This story is an imaginary saga, it never happened. It contains sexual
events between adults and young boys, if you don't enjoy this material
please leave now, if you are under age or it is illegal where you live to
read this then please leave.

My thanks to Paul for editing my fumbling attempts at writing, I hope you
all appreciate his work.

This story has been a long time in writing and I feel it is now time to
bring the story to a close, I hope you steadfast readers enjoy this final
chapter and I hope it stirs you to donate to the Tsunami Appeals around the
world. These poor people need all the help we can give them, my prayers for
those who died or were injured in this terrible event.

Your comments can be sent to me at juzjamie17@yahoo.com or
justjames17@hotmail.com.



     The Training Ship, Tsunami............................justjames17

The weather remained magnificent during our stay at the island but all good
things must come to an end and the time for departure arrived. Our three
days stay had flown past on wings as the crew all revelled in the pleasures
offered on the tourist resort. Mr. Wills, the captain, used the pa system
to arouse the boys from their bunks and much groaning and moaning echoed
through the 'tween decks as the youngsters disentangled themselves from one
another or just their bedding. The captain announced loudly, " Now here
this! We are about to up anchor, report to your stations and prepare to get
underway."

The naked and semi naked boys rushed about locating their clothes pulling
them on to cover their nudity and in some cases extremely hard erections,
there was much jocularity as the boys giggled and teased, good naturedly
about those sporting boners. Eventually Conrad, the first mate, descended
to the cabin area and began to drive the youths up on deck with his barked
orders. The lads spilled out of the hatchways and ran to their positions
most racing up the ratlines to spread out along the spars ready to set the
sails, Mr. Wills barked orders loudly and the sails were unfurled and they
flapped loudly as the anchor watch worked the capstan raising the
anchor. The Siren's Song slowly moved ahead as the anchor pulled her along
until it broke free from the sandy bottom and the ship felt her freedom as
her bow began to swing with the light breeze. She slowly turned showing the
watching crowd on the island her graceful broadside as they waved and
cheered her departing crew.

The sails began to fill with the breeze as they were set to perfection and
she began to forge ahead a small bone in her teeth as her knife edged bow
cut through the azure blue sea. Her huge shadow blackened the sea bottom as
she cruised slowly across the sunken coral reefs, fish dashing away in
fright at her sudden and silent appearance overhead. Her speed increased as
she turned away from the jewel-like island and the sound of the watchers'
voices diminished in the distance. The lads, after setting the sails,
scampered down the rigging back to the solid teak of her deck as Conrad
ordered them below to breakfast. Mr Meade, the grizzled third mate, was at
the helm steering a careful course through the treacherous coral reefs
heading for the deeper waters of the Hinchinbrooke channel.

The lads were settled below scoffing their meal of cereal, milk, and toast
with jam or Vegemite while the ship swept on through the calm
waters. Siren's Song slipped smoothly along at a steady 5 knots on the
light Southerly breeze passing innumerable atolls and islands in this
beautiful area. She worked her way North heading for her next port of call
Townsville many miles ahead. Below on the mess deck, blonde headed Nick,
(the 14 year old son of John the wealthy tycoon who had financed the
refitting and restoration of the Siren's Song after the conflagration which
killed the original captain, his lover and cabin boy) walked out to his
cabin. He walked to his bunk where his bedding was mounded up and reached
out pulling the bedding back to reveal a black haired head. The sleeping
boy grunted and rolled over exposing his naked body with his erect 7inch
cock hard against his abdomen, Nick grasped the hot silken tool and began
to stroke it eliciting a moan from the boy. It was Kevin, the 15year old
boy Conrad had saved when he swam from the shore to the ship. He had been
sleeping aboard every night and wanted to stay on as a new student on the
ship. He had stowed away in the cabin knowing the ship was leaving in the
morning and he had been fucking and being fucked most of the night by the
randy lads in the cabin.

His tired body and mind had slept through the call to duty and even Nick's
manipulations weren't awakening him from his torpor. Nick spread the lad's
legs and peered at his swollen puffy red ring and could see the sticky
milky semen oozing from the bruised anus. He bent and began sucking the
crimson knob of Kevin's aroused tool eliciting another moan from the lad;
he bobbed up and down rapidly working the swollen knob with his wet
tongue. Kevin began to arch and stir as he became more and more excited his
brown eyes opened dreamily and he looked down to see the blonde head
bouncing at his groin. He reached down to grasp the curly locks and held
Nick still as he humped into the sexy hot mouth. He humped a few times
gasping out his pleasure then he rammed hard into Nick's mouth crushing his
pubes into Nick's flared nostrils as he spewed his morning load into the
hungry mouth of the gorgeous young blonde hunk.

Nick drank his creamy milk down and licked his lips. Kevin lay there
splayed out on the bunk his smooth tanned chest heaving as he breathed
raggedly, Nick's fingers caressing his tensed abdominal muscles sensuously,
feeling each of his firm well developed muscles and teasing his sexy button
navel. Kevin giggled and gasped trying to escape the tormenting digits, his
smooth tanned body writhing about on the bunk. The lad's body exuded the
aroma of stale sex after the previous night's fun and games. Nick inhaled
the scent and bent down kissing Kevin's lips saying, " You'd better get up
Kev, have a crap and a quick shower then hurry to the mess deck before the
grub runs out, otherwise you will miss out till lunch time."

Kevin moaned and sat up, his stomach protesting and he emitted a foul
smelling fart saying, " Oh gees Nick I've got to have a crap I'm so full of
cum I think I might burst."

Nick wrinkled his handsome face and nodded his head saying, " Too right you
are babe you stink, that fart is really disgusting."

Kevin got up and staggered across the cabin clenching his cheeks trying to
hold the slimy mass in his bowels until he could perch his cute bum on the
porcelain. Nick heard him unload in the head and he shook his head thinking
to himself that Kevin must have about a gallon of guys' goop in his guts as
he was taking it from both ends nearly all night. He wondered how they were
going to explain to the captain about the stowaway, Would Owen Wills turn
back to the island and send him ashore or would he sail on after radioing
the island to tell them Kevin was aboard and asking what his parents wished
done with him?

Nick waited for Kevin to clean himself up and then he would ask him what he
wanted to do, he lay back on the body-warmed bunk inhaling Kevin's aroma as
he daydreamed and waited. The lad finished his ablutions and padded back
into the cabin a white towel around his trim waist which accentuated the
deep bronze of his smooth tanned body, Nick lay back with half closed eyes
sensuously studying the fit young islander. He yawned and grinned at Kevin
saying, " Gees Kev, you are a gorgeous hunk. Your body is so buffed and
sexy."

Kevin smiled at the blonde cutie and said, "Aaaw, come on Nick stop messing
about. Let's go eat now. I'm starving."

The two lads left the cabin and walked into the mess grabbing a tray each
and filling them with food and sitting at one of the tables. They began to
eat quickly when Conrad entered the area. He glanced around and spotted
Kevin sitting there with Nick. He walked across and stood there with his
hands on his hips and said, "Hello Kevin, what the devil are you doing
aboard? You should be back on the island with your folks. Does the captain
know you are here?"

Kevin blushed and looked down at his plate while Conrad stood waiting to
hear his reply. The lad replied quietly, "No Conrad, I stayed with the boys
last night and I want to join the ship as a trainee."

Conrad frowned at him and said, "Well you have gone the wrong way about
trying to join the crew you silly bugger. You should firstly have asked
your parents, then got them to contact the captain to organize the
business. You will have put both the captain and your family offside by
stowing away and that might preclude your joining the ship."

He shook his head and said, " Come on Kevin, we'll go and see Mr
Wills. You've got to front up and face the music."

Nick said, "Conrad, my dad will pay Kevin's fees. There is no problem about
finances as long as his parents say he can join us."

Conrad nodded at Nick and said, "Come on you two, lets go see the captain
now before we get too far away from the island. He may want to go about and
sail back there."

They walked up on deck and located the captain standing on the poop deck
talking to Mr Mead. They approached the two officers and the captain looked
at the approaching trio. He looked puzzled when he saw Kevin, as he didn't
recognize him. Conrad said, "Captain we have a stowaway on board, this is
Kevin, from the island, he's decided he wants to join our cruise."

Captain Owen's face glowered at the lad as he looked him up and down then
he looked at Nick and said, "Did you know about this lad stowing away Nick?
I'm very unhappy with you if you knew he was aboard. The lad should have
gone through normal channels and got permission."  Nick blushed and looked
at his feet, as he realized he had upset the captain who loved him
intensely and he felt he had let the man down. He looked sheepish and
mumbled, "I'm sorry Owen. I just wanted to help Kevin become a
crewmember. I just didn't think about the problems it would cause. Please
forgive my stupidity."

Mr Wills glared at him. Then his expression slowly changed as he looked at
his young lover's embarrassed visage, he eventually smiled and said,
"Conrad, see if you can contact the island and get in touch with Kevin's
parents there, explain the situation and ask them if they wish us return
him to the island."

Conrad saluted and hurried below to the radio shack. He asked Josh, the
16year old operator, to raise the island for him. He stood waiting while
Josh called the island on the radiophone. The island answered and Conrad
thanked Josh, taking the handset and asking to speak to Kevin's parents. He
waited while they located them and he heard the voice of Kevin's
father. Conrad explained what had occurred and asked if they objected to
the lad continuing with them as a member of the crew. The man asked about
the costs and Conrad said that the lad would have a scholarship to cover
the costs. There was a muffled conversation while Kevin's parents argued
the pros and cons then his mother asked to speak to Kevin. Conrad asked
Josh to hurry on deck and bring Kevin below. The boy ran off and returned
quickly with Kevin and Conrad handed over the handpiece to the boy.

Kevin stood there listening to the tirade as his mother castigated him for
worrying them this morning and not even leaving a note to let them know his
plans, he kept mumbling that he was, "Sorry mum."

The raised voice kept assaulting his eardrums as his mother tore strips off
him. She finally ran out of puff and he apologized again and then she began
to tell him to behave himself on the ship and she hoped he would enjoy his
voyage. Kevin's face lightened and his mouth creased into a smile as he
realized his parents were allowing him to go. His father took the phone and
began to speak, telling him that the experience might turn him into a man
instead of the lazy layabout he was now, then he wished him bon voyage and
told him he loved him, while in the background he heard his mum
crying. They hung up and Conrad grinned at him and said, "Welcome aboard
Kevin, you are now a member of the crew. Come on spunky we'd better get you
some clothes to wear, you look incredibly sexy in those Speedos but you
can't spend all your time in them."

Conrad led Kevin along to the storeroom, his hand caressing the hot firm
arse cheeks through the silken fabric of Kevin's togs. He glanced down to
see the lad's throbbing 7 inches of teen tool as it stretched the smooth
Lycra and the fat knob battled with the restraining cord in the waist
band. Conrad was remembering their evening after Kevin got into
difficulties trying to swim out from the island and he had to dive in and
rescue the floundering lad before he drowned. Kevin and he, along with
young Chris, (Conrad's young now thirteen-year-old lover) had enjoyed a
night of incredibly wild sex under the stars on the dark starlit deck of
the ship.

Kevin remembered the smooth feel of Conrad's body as he fucked his arse
taking his cherry so gently; he stretched his hand across to fondle the
growing bulge in Conrad's shorts. Conrad smiled at him and said, "Oh Kevin,
you keep touching me like that and we are going to end up rooting madly in
the store room. I can't forget the feeling of my cock ravishing your virgin
hole that first night."

Kevin grinned cheekily and said, "Oh Conrad, that would be fine, I'd love
to feel your hot hard meat grinding my fanny as you fill me with your
juice."

Conrad opened the storage area and pushed the lad inside closing the door
behind him, Kevin stood there in the middle of the area clutching his hard
on and stroking it through his Speedos. Conrad fell to his knees and began
licking and sucking the slippery material encasing the hot young tool, as
Kevin arched forward causing his cock to protrude even more as it stretched
the thin Lycra. Conrad's hand was cupping the lad's full nuts as he
massaged them in their tight sack, Kevin was moaning excitedly as he swayed
from side to side his muscles tensing and relaxing as his smooth tanned
body gave way to the surges of lust coursing through his being.

Kevin clutched Conrad's head tightly as he groaned and humped against the
man's mouth, his cock was straining, tight and nearing his climax. He
groaned loudly then said in a strangled voice, " Aaaargh, shit I'm going to
blow my load. Conrad quick pull my dick out and suck me off."

Conrad peeled the skintight swimmers off the lad freeing his pulsing
straining boner, the crimson wet knob swelling and expanding with the boy's
climax as his nuts drew up one on each side of his jerking twitching
pole. Kevin gasped loudly as Conrad watched the balls twitch and he could
see the swollen urethra pulse as a bullet of sweet sperm raced up the
towering young tool. Conrad placed his soft lips around the swelling helmet
as the juicy volley sailed forcefully out into his mouth and splattered on
the back of his throat. That was the beginning of the deluge as Kevin's
gonads erupted and spewed his semen into Conrad's hungry siphoning
mouth. Conrad swallowed again and again to keep up with this virile young
man's incredible sperm production but he managed to contain it all and
drink his sweet offering.

Kevin slowly deflated like a blow up doll with a slow leak, as he folded
over onto Conrad's muscular back, Conrad could feel his hot quivering body
pressing down on him as the lad gasped for air. Kevin panted, " Fuck I
needed that. You are tops Conrad I've never had a blow job like you
give. Nick is hot but he hasn't got the experience that you seem to
have. Man you are unbelievable. I love it when you suck me off nearly as
much as when you fuck my tight arse."

Conrad allowed Kevin to recuperate as he licked and gently sucked on his
tensed sensitive cock, Kevin was trembling with passion and excitement as
he slowly came down from his high. The lad calmed eventually and he stood
erect placing his hands on Conrad's shoulders to steady his still wobbly
legs. Conrad waited till Kevin regained his equilibrium then he too stood
up and he kissed the lad on his sweet pouting lips. Kevin returned the kiss
with ardor as he whimpered softly his hands flying over Conrad's muscular
body. He located the young man's erection and began to fondle him through
his shorts as Conrad's breathing accelerated; Kevin looked into Conrad's
eyes and said, "Can I suck you off now please?"

Conrad sighed and smiled saying, "I thought you'd never ask, of course you
can give me a head job. You've got me raging hard and horny so you'd better
get to it quickly."

Kevin dropped to the deck and ripped the man's shorts down freeing his fat
cock and he dived on it stretching his lips to get the purple knob into his
mouth. Conrad groaned as he felt the lad's warm wet mouth wrap around his
rock hard poker and he began to thrust back and forth into the welcoming
orifice. Kevin gulped and gurgled, gagging now and then as Conrad's lusty
log filled his mouth and penetrated into his soft throat. Conrad revelled
in the boy's mouth as he entwined his fingers in Kevin's black hair,
holding the boy's accepting face in position as he thrust in and
out. Conrad knew he wouldn't last long and he gritted his teeth trying to
hold back his explosive culmination as Kevin serviced him enthusiastically.

He felt his legs tense and he moaned loudly as that fire built hotly in his
balls. His muscles tensed as he battled to hold back. Then with a bellow he
erupted forcing his tool far down the choking lad's gullet. Kevin's eyes
bulged as he tried to breathe. Then he found he could draw air through his
nose, he felt the thick man cock throbbing deep in his throat. He tried to
pull back to taste the thick cream but Conrad had a fierce grip on his head
as he climaxed. The eruption slowed and Conrad eased back from the
struggling lad's throat and Kevin finally succeeded in tasting the final
dregs of the man's discharge. He tongued the oozing knob sucking the last
dribbles of creamy thick spoof. Conrad withdrew his still erect wet saliva
coated penis and wiped it back and forth across the boy's flushed face as
he tried to catch the tool with his open cum stained lips.

Conrad lifted the boy to his feet and kissed him sending his tongue
foraging for the last remnants of his cum in the lad's mouth. They tongue
tangled for some time then Conrad pulled back saying, "Come on sexy one
let's get you kitted out and up on deck to face the captain."

He sorted through the clothing picking out shorts, underwear and t-shirts
with the ship's name emblazoned on them, in Kevin's size. The lad pulled on
the briefs then the shorts and finally he donned the shirt as Conrad
ruffled his hair as it appeared through the neck hole. Conrad stood back
and inspected the boy nodding at his neat appearance then he said, "Well
now you at least look like a member of the ship's company. You look very
cool Kevin. Let's get up on deck now, you have to face the music."

Kevin bent and picked up his flimsy swim trunks and they walked out into
the companionway, as they passed the boys' cabin he tossed the Speedos
inside onto a bunk near the entrance. They walked up on deck and squinted
in the bright sunlight as they surveyed the vast deck area. Captain Wills
saw them appear. He stopped talking to Nick and he bellowed across the
deck, "Mister Conrad bring that young stowaway here at once please."
Conrad led the shaking Kevin across the deck and they stood in front of the
stern looking man. Mr Wills eyed the boy up and down for some time not
saying a word but adding to the lad's discomfit by his silence and intense
glare. Nick was trying to keep a straight face as finally the captain
smiled slightly and put out his hand saying, "Welcome to the Siren's Song
young fellow. I hope you enjoy and learn from this cruise."

Kevin relaxed, relieved by the anticlimax and the captain's words as he
shook hands and smiled back. Owen looked at Conrad and said, "Put him in
the port watch with you and Nick. That way you can keep an eye on him and
steer him the right way."

Nick laughed and said, "Hooray Kevin you are in the best watch. All the
really cool guys are in the port watch and you'll enjoy yourself."

Conrad growled, "You aren't here to enjoy yourselves you are here to
learn."

Nick guffawed and said, "Yes Mr Conrad sir, we'll learn heaps don't worry
about that."

Captain Owen reached out his arm and swatted Nick's tight butt saying,
"Enough of your cheek young Nick or you'll be in trouble tonight. You will
sleep on the hard deck in my cabin."

Nick looked forlorn and contrite but his sparkling eyes indicated his
hidden mirth as he dropped his head theatrically and said, "Please no
captain I'll be good. I would much rather sleep in your bunk than on the
hard teak deck."

Mr Wills smiled and winked at the young blonde stud. He reached out his
hand again but instead of swatting Nick he fondled the curvaceous mounds of
his tight buttocks. Nick looked up into his eyes and smiled sweetly as his
penis began to stretch his tight shorts, he wriggled seductively on the
man's hand and sighed softly. Kevin watched the display of tenderness and
grinned broadly. Then Conrad said, "Well come on you two lazy lads let's
get busy. You two can join the deck washing crew so go grab a bucket and
start working."

The boys dashed off and began to swab the deck with mops while others were
on their hands and knees holystoning the deck. Conrad walked back and stood
next to Owen. As they chatted quietly, Owen said, "He is a fine young
specimen of a teenager that Kevin, he seems to be well built in all aspects
from what I can see. He looked absolutely stunning in those tight Speedos
he came aboard in."

Conrad nodded vehemently and said, "He is a very delectable lad and he
loves sex in all ways. I took his cherry that first night he tried to swim
out to us. He took my cock like a pro hardly showed any discomfort at
all. He ejaculates like a stallion when he blows too and he tastes almost
as sweet as honey."

Owen smiled and said, "I think I'll have Nick bring him to my cabin when he
comes down tonight, you don't mind do you Conrad?"

Conrad shook his head and replied, "Not at all Owen, I will take my little
lover Chris to bed tonight. We haven't been able to get together much these
last few days."

They stood there watching the boys working and checking the trim of the
sails to ensure they were drawing wind properly. The sight of the boys
kneeling on the deck scrubbing away with their sexy little arses stretching
their tight shorts was most distracting and both men were showing semi hard
cocks as they watched. Young Chris was on his knees and Nick was mopping
close by and he slid the mop head between the boy's legs from behind and
rubbed the handle in his widely spread arse crack. Chris giggled and
wriggled back on the wood as Nick laughed and said, "You horny little devil
Chris you need a good fucking."

Conrad growled in mock anger, "Keep your mop to yourself young Nick or
you'll find it embedded up your little hole and that's a promise. Then you
will have to do your mopping squatting down and that won't be very
comfortable."

Nick quickly removed the offending implement and quickly started mopping
again as the captain and Conrad sniggered together. Chris looked over his
shoulder at Conrad and wriggled his cute little arse seductively. Conrad
wolf whistled softly grinning at the young lad and winking
provocatively. Chris beamed and wriggled even more as he scrubbed
busily. Captain Owen smiled and looked at Conrad raising his eyebrows as
Conrad burst out laughing. He turned away and gained control of himself
then hurried forward to stand in the bows watching a pod of dolphins
playing on the pressure wave created by the ship's bow.

The Siren's song romped north as the wind picked up in the forenoon and she
was soon heeling over as she raced before the strong breeze. The sea inside
the reefs was dotted with atolls and islets, each one like a jewel under
the tropical sun. Scattered through the area were many fishing boats and
cruising yachts navigating the protected inshore waters. They hauled away
allowing the graceful old clipper ship right of way as they watched her go
past, a creamy white wave at her bow and a ruffled wake aft. The crews all
waved happily as she slid silently past them causing the yachts sails to
begin slatting as she stole their clean breeze with her tall masts full of
canvas.

She continued up the East Coast day by day, the boys learning the arts of
the bygone sailing era. They learned to navigate with a sextant, a lost art
these days with Global Positioning satellites taking the place of man and
the eternal stars above. Their young bodies bare except for shorts or
Speedos were bronzed and glowing with health as their muscles developed
with the hard work hauling ropes and climbing up into the rigging to adjust
the sails. They were all looking like young gods, their hair bleached by
the sun and their bodies full of healthy vitality. The nights below were
filled with the sounds of sexual delights. Moaning and groaning filled the
hull as youthful bodies writhed and wriggled as they thrust in and out of
one another's tight chutes. The aroma of sex filled the air as gallons of
boy cum was ejaculated every night into boy arses and throats.

The captain took Nick and Kevin to his cabin night after night and the
three guys enjoyed raunchy sex together. The first night set the
pattern. Owen arrived below decks after setting the night watch. He walked
in to find Nick naked and lying spread eagled on the bunk with Kevin
between his long slender thighs, his face buried in the blonde boy's
hairless arse. The loud slurping sound accompanied by Nick's high pitched
humming wail, Nick's head tossing about on the mattress, as his hands
clutched the blanket, his smooth abdomen contorting as his body reacted to
the stimulation of the older lad's agile tongue.

Owen would strip off his clothing and walk to the bunk climbing up onto it
straddling Nick's heaving chest and pushing his penis into the boy's partly
open mouth. Nick would begin sucking Owen's small 5inch penis while Kevin
burrowed into the captain's spread cheeks. Owen would squat there bent over
Nick's head his hands clenched holding the pillow as he groaned sensuously
to the gentle laving of Kevin's wet hot tongue on his pulsating tight
ring. The nerve endings in the tight muscle lips began to twitch and send
tingling messages through his receptive body to Owen's brain and to his
erect penis in Nick's sucking mouth. Owen writhed, his cock ramming in and
out of Nick's sweet mouth as Kevin really began to eat out the captain's
tight arse.

Owen was soon begging Kevin to fuck him and root him deeply with his hard
teenaged tool. Kevin, excited to the point of almost spraying his sweet
juice onto the deck immediately rose up and knelt behind Owen between
Nick's thighs and tried to position his throbbing cock into the captain's
twitching ring. Several missed attempts then he centered his hard young
meat on the pink wrinkled lips, his smooth crimson blood engorged tool
pulsed as he pushed hard into the resisting ring of muscle guarding the sex
hungry man's inner being. Owen moaned as he felt the silky knob caressing
his tightlipped opening. He realized the lad was going to have difficulty
opening his tunnel so he pushed down grunting and then he gasped as the
lad's pole penetrated his inner sanctum. The searing hot pain of his
stretching ring screamed through him as he rammed his cock hard into Nick
causing him to cough and gag at the unexpected speed of Owen's cock fucking
deeper into his gullet.

The captain arched up his head thrown back as he felt Kevin's thick young
cock stretching his velvety innards, the smooth crimson knob rubbing over
his aroused prostate gland. Owen was groaning loudly as Kevin fucked his
steely tool (out??) back then rammed it back crushing his body against the
man's firm stretched arse cheeks. The lad's balls colliding with Owen's
hangers causing them both to grunt at the sudden pain, Kevin pulled back
slowly enjoying the superb sensation as the captain's colon muscles rippled
around his sensitive oozing knob. The boy pulled back until the man's tight
ring clenched around the edge of his swollen helmet. He stayed there
feeling Owen's sphincter tighten and loosen as his body pulsed
erotically. He moaned and began to slide smoothly back stretching the
crimson lining of the captains rectum then stroking into his writhing colon
as Owen pushed back onto him.  Nick was sucking happily like a baby on a
teat, enjoying the silken smooth shaft as Owen backed up then advanced
again as Kevin pulled back, seesawing in and out of the blonde boy's hungry
mouth. Nick gathered Owen's hairy ball sack into his hands and began to
knead them, gently squeezing the swollen pulsing orbs to increase the man's
enjoyment. Owen was groaning, panting with delirious lust as he was
serviced from both ends. His frantic motions causing both lads to rise up
the sexual slope with him until he reached the pinnacle and screamed
blowing his thick pearly semen into Nick's suctioning mouth and dragging
Kevin over the edge so he pumped rope after rope of teen cum into the hot
writhing bowels. The lad was blowing like a whale as he gasped for air, his
muscular young body rigidly rammed deep up the captain's tunnel, as the
man's pulsing prick filled Nick's gulping throat as he tried to swallow the
excited voluminous volleys of strong tasting sperm.

The climax eased and Owen rested on his knees and hands while Nick sucked
the last vestiges of his ejaculation from his semi aroused cock. While
Kevin, his arms wrapped around the man's shoulders, rested on his back
shuddering as he oozed his sweet juice in a final trickle into the cum
flooded chute. The sound of heavy breathing drowned out the surging of the
ship knifing through the seas. Owen collapsed onto his side pulling his now
flaccid cock from Nick's lips as the boy licked them clean. Kevin rolled
with Owen trying to keep his still aroused cock inside the hot tunnel. Once
they were comfortable Kevin began to hump Owen again, his tool slipping
easily on the thick coating of his cum already filling the hot rectum. Owen
groaned and said, "Oooooh, don't you ever give up Kevin you are
insatiable?"

Kevin giggled and gritted his teeth as he humped faster and harder trying
to bring off a second climax. Owen was grunting in time to his
pounding. Nick began to suck on Owen's balls while watching Kevin's well
greased cock slipping in and out of the puffed red anal muscle. It took the
lad twenty minutes to build to his pinnacle and he was sweating heavily his
slippery hot body rubbing on the captain's as he rooted faster his climax
rapidly approaching. The sound of cum being forced out around Kevin's
rocketing rod resounded wetly squelching through the cabin, then with a
loud wheeze the lad erupted again deep inside the man. His fresh load
mixing with the frothy residue of his first more copious deluge as Owen
writhed on his fat throbbing prick.

They both collapsed exhausted on the bunk while Nick began to lick the
treacle leaking from the captain's swollen ring, he tongued up the thick
frothy mixture relishing the strong flavour of the combined juices as his
tongue licked and scooped up every tangy drop. Owen was moaning at the soft
wet touch to his very hot arse and he reached back to open the firm orbs of
his pummeled behind to assist Nick's access. Nick finished his snack and
turned to lick Kevin's sticky pole. He sucked the limp dick into his sweet
lips tonguing the knob sending hot surges through the satiated lad. Kevin's
penis answered the call and soon was standing at attention as Nick
slobbered hungrily all over it. Kevin groaned loudly as he felt his nearly
exhausted nuts tighten once more from the persistent ministrations of
Nick's experienced tongue, he tightened up as he groaned again then Nick
was rewarded with a lovely mouthful of sweet teen cum direct from the lad's
throbbing tool.  Nick finished draining Kevin's tight balls then slowly
slides the 7-inch gorgeous tool from his wet lips and sat up watching the
two exhausted guys as they quivered on the rumpled bunk. They settled down
to sleep as Nick edged his tight buttocks onto Owen's cock and they dropped
off to sleep in minutes. The ship glided on through the night her sails
reflecting the red and green navigation lights and the eerie green glow of
the phosphorescence as she silently slipped through the shining sea, as her
hull disturbed the microscopic creatures in the dark waters. All was
peaceful with just the night watch on duty and they were enjoying the balmy
night and the peace and quiet of the sleeping ship.

Dawn broke in the East, turning the top sails golden and as the sun climbed
from it's bed the sails reflected back the light. The tired night crew
squinted their eyes at the glare preparing to change with the watch
stirring below in their bunks. The boys below were awakening, their bedding
tented with the multitude of very tumescent cocks saluting the day. There
was much activity as hands began playing and wanking each others erections,
some lads turning on their sides to accept their bunk mate's hard tool up
their tight anal openings. Groans and sighs echoed about the cabin as boys
reached climax and began to spew their night's build up of cum from their
young gonads. The activities quickly reached the pinnacle as their young
bodies bucked and writhed together in an orgy of sexual delight and
fulfillment. Their pleasure over at the bellowing of Conrad's voice calling
them to arise destroyed their sexual bliss as they came down to earth with
a thud.

Young naked bodies left their rumpled warm bunks leaving behind the aroma
of their sleeping bodies and their just finished ejaculations as they
stumbled towards the showers and head. There was much horseplay under the
showers with arses grabbed and tools wanked as they washed, then they dried
off and pulled on their clothing and trooped off to the mess for their
breakfasts to recharge their young growing bodies. The meals over they were
ordered on deck to carry out the usual day's work and maintenance under the
watchful eyes of the Conrad and the captain.

This routine continued day after day until they arrived at Townsville. They
sailed past Magnetic Island and anchored off the city, the boats were
launched and the lads rowed into the shore dragging the heavy hulls up onto
the sand and were greeted by a mass of people who had collected when the
ship was first sighted. They were all asking questions and the boys were
flat out answering them all, Conrad quietened things down and the lads
dropped their shorts and polo shirts to stand there in their Speedos
emblazoned with the name of the ship. The crowd stood there watching this
display of teen and preteen beauty as the boys readied themselves to go
swimming, one guy at least was salivating at the delightful display and his
predatory eyes were locked onto Nick's superb body.

The man, a huge guy at least 190 cms, 6'4' tall and powerfully built
weighing about 250 lbs or 114kgs was watching every move of the smooth
young swimmer as he played with his huge 10inch cock hidden in his loose
board shorts. He wanted Nick and swore to himself at the slightest
opportunity he was going to have this nubile smooth young lad, he wanted to
split his arse open as he pinned him onto his huge fat tool and fucked the
boy stupid. He watched every move as the lads ran to the water and dived
in, he sauntered down and walked slowly out till the water was lapping his
navel then he looked about to locate the stunning blonde hair of his
prey. He saw Nick on Kevin's shoulders as they wrestled with two other lads
trying to unhorse one another. He watched Nick grinding his beautiful cock
into the back of Kevin's neck and wished it was him holding onto those
sleek muscled thighs and enjoying the heat of that nice tool on his neck.

He hovered about watching the boys' horseplay and at one stage Nick was
thrown off balance his body arched back, displaying his crotch filled to
bursting with a delicious hard on stretching the red flimsy Speedos, as he
wind milled his arms trying to regain his balance. His attackers pressed
their advantage and he fell off Kevin's shoulders as Kevin too fell over,
Nick resurfaced spluttering, laughing and shaking his head, his golden
locks flying as the water flew like diamonds through the sun filled
air. The man licked his lips in anticipation, he saw Nick beginning to swim
out deeper towards him, the lad swimming swiftly and smoothly displaying
his years of training. The man maneuvered into a position where Nick would
have to swim into him and waited there as the young sea nymph approached
swiftly.

Nick collided with the man and began to sink as he lost his
equilibrium. The man's powerful arms gripped him tightly and Nick felt the
guy's hand cup his still semi hard cock. He lifted his head up and stared
into the steely blue eyes as his cock twitched and roared erect again. The
man smiled as he felt Nick's penis grow in his grip. He squeezed the young
boner and said, "G'day young fella, that is one exceptionally nice cock you
have there."

Nick grinned at him and said, " Do you think so? Thanks dude for the
compliment."

The man was amazed at how casual Nick was about him feeling him up and was
taken aback slightly as he expected the boy to struggle and fight him off
or try to anyway, instead the sexy young lad was accepting his fondling and
thanking him. He continued to fondle the straining cock and he jerked as he
felt Nick's hand slip in under his waistband to feel it's way down to his
fat throbbing monster. He saw the mischievous gleam glow in Nick's eyes as
he located the huge boner and begin to massage the plum sized helmet
spreading the issuing pre cum around the tip. The man shivered and sighed
as he slid his fingers in under the tight leg band of the boy's togs, he
slid across the swollen perineum and found Nick's twitching little pucker.

Nick moaned and smiled dreamily up at the man who was putting pressure on
his anal opening, the man's fat finger breached his anus and Nick gasped as
the huge digit entered him. He opened his mouth grimacing a little in pain
then he bent down to bite the guy's aroused nipple. The man now flinched
and gasped as Nick ground his teeth on the aroused little hard nub. Both
guys were now aroused completely and groaning in a sexy duet, the man's
finger was fucking Nick's sweet arse as the boy bit and suckled on his
nipples. The stranger didn't realize that Nick was a boy whore who loved
male sex and had been brought up on it by his father and grandfather who
both rooted his little bum and loved him to fuck them as well.

Nick lifted off the man's chest and said, "Hi I'm Nick what's your name?"

The man looked at him and said, "I'm Scott, nice to meet you Nick, you are
one exceptionally horny young man. Would you like me to fuck your tight
young arse?"

Nick smiled and nodded saying, "Yes I would I thought you'd never ask me."

The man said, "Where can we go? Back to my hotel or where?"

Nick said, "What's wrong with us fucking right here in the water?"

Scott looked perplexed saying, "But all your mates are swimming nearby,
aren't you afraid they will see us?"

Nick laughed and said, "No they all know what fucking is. We do it all the
time on board the Siren's Song."

Scott stood there dumbfounded at the openness of this gorgeous youngster
and slid a second finger up his well-used young arse. Nick said, "We'd
better go in a bit or I'll drown when you lower me onto your tool, it's too
deep out here."

Scott waddled in shallower until Nick said, "This will be fine Scott, now
pull down my togs as I pull yours down then I'll tuck my legs around your
back and you can slide that monster into my chute."

Scott did as requested and he felt Nick's legs slide smoothly around his
wet waist as he settled his spread bum onto the huge fat crown of the
throbbing penis. Scott held the boy's slim waist and gradually pushed up
into his perfect pussy feeling the tight lips grip his enormous tool as it
penetrated his young body. Nick arched outwards as he felt the painful
stretching of his wrinkled ring, he gasped and whimpered but gritted his
teeth and persevered. The pole slowly penetrated his young red hot cavity
sending massive messages to his reeling brain, Scott kept pausing every
couple of inches letting the boy relax again before continuing. Time passed
slowly until the full 10inches was wedged tightly up inside Nick's slim
trembling body, his bowels writhing about on the hard warm tumescent tool.

He felt Scott's thick bush press against his arse and settled himself down
onto the man's groin taking every piece of that massive monster, his body
aching with a dull throbbing pain as he tried to adjust to the invasion and
gradually he became comfortable with Scott's insertion. He smiled at Scott,
sweat beading his wide smooth young forehead and said, "Shit I've never
felt anything like this in my life I feel as though I'm going to explode
any minute, and it is utterly awesome."

Scott was mute, his brain sensing the wonders of Nick's guts as the
caressed his cock, was so overwhelmed he was speechless, he'd never enjoyed
anything like this before and the incredible heat and tightness around his
throbbing member was utterly mind blowing. He felt that if he moved his
cock would explode and his climax would be over so he stood there holding
Nick on his cock motionless. The lapping of the warm gentle waves was
almost sending both guys over the edge so highly strung were their nerves,
Nick wriggled teasingly eliciting a deep guttural groan from Scott as the
man's cock felt the tight scabbard move on his impaled sword. He couldn't
contain himself any longer and he clutched Nick's hips lifting his body so
his chute slid sensuously up the engorged penis, he stopped when he felt
the tight elastic muscle grip the corona of his knob then he pulled the boy
back on like a hand into a tight glove driving his tensed tingling tool
back into Nick's guts and that was it. Scott tensed trying to control
himself but the stimulation triggered his orgasm and he erupted spewing his
creamy thick lava up into Nick's throbbing hole as Nick climaxed at the
same time his sweet semen floating up onto the surface of the water, to
float there in pearly globules.

Both guys stood there trembling and spasming as their nuts spewed rope
after rope, their eyes were tightly closed as they spurted over and
over. Finally they came back to earth and opened their eyes, there
surrounding them were all the lads who were clapping and cheering
them. Scott looked embarrassed at the circle of young tanned faces all
beaming happily and Kevin said, "Well done guys that was awesome to watch
you two just exploding in unison and so fast I couldn't believe how fast
you peaked."

Scott slowly pulled his now flaccid but still large cock out of Nick's
gaping ring; Nick turned over clutched Scott's shoulders and floated his
body out towards Kevin. He looked over his shoulder and grinned at Kevin
saying, "Want to eat me out Kev? There is about a gallon of Scott's spoof
in me, enough for everyone to taste him if you want to."

Kev dived in and stuck his tongue into the crimson gaping tunnel he sipped
on the frothy elixir then pulled back allowing the next lad in to taste the
strong juice. All the lads in turn tongued Nick while he kissed Scott and
they tongue danced together. Conrad was the last to eat out that sweet
young fanny and when he finished he said, "Ok lads we have to drop off our
mail, pick up the incoming mail and some provisions so we'd better get
cracking."

He smiled at Scott and said, "Thanks Scott that was some great
entertainment you shared with us all. I'll leave Nick with you till we
return if you'd like."

Scott smiled and said, "Thanks mate I appreciate that, he is one very
special young man I think."

Conrad nodded and said, " He is that, an exceptionally special guy. The
ship would be lost without him aboard."

The crew waded ashore leaving Nick with Scott, they had pulled their swim
gear back on and they too waded ashore to lie together on the beach on
Scott's extra large towel. They chatted together and Scott fell deeply
under Nick's spell and when the lads returned Scott's heart fell as he
realized he was about to lose the charming young man forever. He pulled
open his beach bag and opened his wallet retrieving his business card
saying, "Nick I'm giving you my card can we keep in touch I'd love to see
you again sometime."  Nick took the card thanking him and saying that he
too would love to meet again sometime after the ship returned, but they
were bound for Indonesia before returning via Darwin and the West coast
until eventually returning to Melbourne some months into the future. He
told Scott that if he wanted he could call the ship on the radiophone when
they were at sea. Scott wrote the ship's name on one of his cards and
tucked it away in his amply filled wallet, they gave each other a quick
peck on the lips as people were standing about watching the boys loading
the long boats. They parted sorrowfully and they pushed the boats back into
the water jumped aboard and threw their weights onto the oars to get the
heavy craft moving slowly back out to the anchored ship.

Both steersmen in the sterns had the delicious view of the straining young
bodies struggling to row the laden craft, the young bodies, every muscle
taut and their sweet cocks and balls moving about in their silky Speedos as
they strained manfully at their task. Conrad in the stern of the leading
boat had a raging hard on watching the sexy young guys rowing and
straining, Nick was also manning the stern sweep in the second boat and he
too was nearly splitting his flimsy togs as he ogled the array of talent in
front of him, even the youngest lad, Chris was truly an amazing sight as
his bronzed 13 year old hairless body struggled with the oar.

They reached the Siren's Song and tied up alongside as they unloaded the
stores and the mailbag, the boats were swung aboard and hosed down to wash
off the salt then snuggled into their chocks and lashed down tightly. The
crew then were told to relax and if they wished they could swim over the
side but someone must stay on board up in the crow's nest watching for
sharks and in case anybody got into difficulties. Josh the radio operator
and his friend Mick volunteered to be the lookouts and they scampered up
the ratlines to the crow's-nest and settled there watching everyone
below. The boys began leaping overboard and swimming about the ship
happily, ducking one another and groping each other while trying to pull
off each other's togs.

Mr Meade the grizzled old third mate leaned on the railing with Mr Flynn
the first mate watching the lads, a smile on his weathered face as he
surveyed the young talent, he wished his great nephew Timmy was here to
enjoy the fun. His eyes became dreamy as he thought back to Brisbane when
the impish 9year old had slid onto his erection as he slept, his cock began
to erect as he reminisced and he reached down to adjust it in his baggy
shorts. Owen came on deck dressed in his Speedos and walked across standing
next to the older man and said, "They are enjoying themselves aren't they
I'm going to dive over and join the fun."

Mr Mead looked at his captain's neat lithe body and said, "Have fun captain
it is a great day for water sports."

Owen climbed onto the railing poised there then sprang into the air and
gracefully entered the water with hardly a ripple, he surfaced and was
immediately mobbed by struggling youngsters as they attempted to climb onto
him and duck him underwater. A melee developed but finally the weight of
numbers took its toll and the captain was dunked unceremoniously. He
surfaced red in the face spluttering water as he laughed and dived on a
youngster, Kim, grabbing him around the waist and pulling him screaming
gleefully under the water. They wrestled in the water groping each other
playfully before resurfacing and separating, the boy then slipped below the
surface and pulling down the captain's Speedos began to suck his semi erect
cock. Owen roared aloud as the boy swallowed him to the pubes it took no
time for the man to become excited and he quickly filled the boy's mouth
with his load. The boy swallowed him then raced to the surface to suck a
huge lungful of air, he then grinned at Owen opened his mouth wide to show
him his tongue coated in the thick semen.

Owen moved closer and tongue kissed the boy sucking his sperm from the
lad's tongue, the boy swabbed it back and they passed it back and forth
till they swallowed it completely. Owen felt fingers at his backside and he
looked over his shoulder to see Gerry, Chris's 14year old friend, toying
with his cheeks. Owen grinned at the cute youngster and the boy dove his
fingers into the man's still slightly tender anus, Owen tightened
instinctively trapping the boy's finger in his ring as the muscle clamped
tight. Gerry held still until he felt the man relax again and he pushed a
second finger into the small firm hole, Owen relaxed and he felt the boy
pull his fingers free and he moved closer pushing his 4inch erection into
his captain's behind.

Owen tightened up as the boy's small slim dick penetrated his anus, Gerry
moaned and pushed harder till his smooth lower abdomen contacted the
captain's arse cheeks, he poised there momentarily enjoying the tight hot
furnace of Owen's back passage then he cried out, "OH YES! Oh captain you
are so fucking hot, it feels totally awesome."

Owen smiled at Kim as Gerry began to slip in and out of his rear end, Kim
could see the pleasure dawning in his captain's eyes as the other boy
fucked him, Kim slid up to the surface and presented his 5inch erection to
Owen, rubbing it on the man's parted lips. The crimson helmet slipping
across the white teeth causing the lad's dick to tingle sensuously as he
giggled happily, Owen opened his mouth and allowed the boy's penis entry
into his mouth. He began sucking frantically as Gerry rooted his arse hard
holding tightly to his hips to maintain position in the water as they
floated beside the ship on the calm water.

The other swimmers gathered around the trio watching as they wanked, sucked
and fucked in unison. The sight of the captain being serviced was a huge
turn on and they all wished they were doing it with him. The aquatic orgy
continued until squeals, grunts, groans and moans filled the air as
multiple orgasms rocketed around the group. Cocks were spewing cum into
tight rectums, mouths and adding its salty cream to the seawater in pearly
globules. Their orgasms caused the guys' muscles to tighten up and they
lost buoyancy and began to sink slowly into the warm tropical water, bodies
separated quickly albeit with protests to swim back to gulp air into their
tortured deprived lungs. They all lay floating exhausted on the surface as
they came down from their sexual highs and some weakly pulled themselves up
the ladder back to the deck where they collapsed on the planking panting
heavily.  Owen recovered his equilibrium and swam to the ladder pulling
himself tiredly up, standing on the ladder up to his waist in the water as
he called out, "Ok lads its time to climb back aboard we must prepare to
get underway before dark. Come on jump to it we've had a good break and a
lot of fun."

He felt fingers caressing his arse cheeks digging in seeking the sweet
secretions deposited by Gerry, he looked down and saw three boys all
concentrating on his behind, two pulling his muscular orbs apart while the
third delved into the depths of his rectum. He was pulling his fingers out
sharing the sticky mixture with his two friends, the three were giggling
delightedly as they ate the brew. Owen grinned and said, "Well guys, when
you finish your sexy snack I want to climb aboard so we can get organized."

The boys laughed and let him climb out then followed him aboard licking
their lips and saying how good the juice tasted. Owen pulled on his shorts
and began barking orders to the boys on deck, "Come on lads smack it about
let's get this ship ready to sail."

The lads still in the water scrambled to climb aboard and soon all were
dressed in their shorts as they scampered up into the rigging climbing the
tall masts, others hurried to the foredeck to man the capstan and waited
for the order to raise the heavy anchor. Owen ordered the anchor raised and
the lads threw their weight onto the bars of the capstan heaving red faced
with the strain as the capstan slowly began to turn hauling the ship along
the cable, the anchor was soon beneath the bows as they raised it from the
sand and coral bottom. The anchor was soon snubbed tight to the port and
made fast as the lads set the sails and the gracious old ship was free and
beginning to gather way on the light breeze.

She cleared Magnetic Island and set course to the North heading towards the
Equator. She sailed happily along for two days when the weather began to
deteriorate, heavy clouds whipped in from the east and torrential rain
deluged her as the winds increased to almost gale force. There was a
cyclone warning as a tropical storm built out in the Pacific and slowly
approached the Australian coast. The Siren's Song battled on seeking
shelter behind an island and eventually she reached an atoll, which would
give her some safety from the oncoming storm.

The wind wailed in an ever increasing pitch, the fat black clouds seemed to
race overhead just above her tall masts, the rigging was slatting in the
wind as the ship struggled closer under her engine, the diesel thundering
as it strove to overcome the pressure of the gale on the Siren's Song. She
eventually reached safety and both anchors were dropped and the cables run
out as she drifted back quickly till she was brought to a shuddering stop
as the cables tautened and the wind screamed, as if annoyed at her reaching
safety. The ship veered side to side slightly as she moved and stretched
her cables, the crew went below leaving only a skeleton storm watch on
deck, the sound of the gale echoed through the 'tween decks until Josh
switched on the P.A. system and began playing music from a shore station
over the system.

The weather reports advised that the cyclone was moving further North and
would make landfall between Cairns and Cooktown and they would only suffer
the edges of the storm. They breathed a sigh of relief at the news and
settled down to await the passing of the gale so they could continue their
cruise up to the Indonesian island of Sumatra. The rain bucketed down
flooding the deck and water began to trickle through several small leaks,
which the crew located and patched successfully. Twenty-four enjoyable
hours passed, the crew made the most of the time sexually, the weather
began to improve rapidly the rain eased and the wind dropped to a strong
breeze. Captain Owen paced the deck and decided that the ship could
continue and sent Conrad below to summon the lads on deck to set sail and
raise the anchor once again.

The boys worked with a will and the ship was soon under way and heeling
over as the strong wind filled her sails, she was soon racing along at
twelve knots, loping across the confused seas like a cheetah. Her graceful
hull swooping across the tormented waters throwing spray high into the air
where the wind blew it back across her deck, the crew saturated but
enjoying the feeling of her sailing so well and at a speed seldom achieved
under normal circumstances. Everyone was on deck ready to adjust the trim
of her full bellied canvas, the captain stood on the poop deck hands behind
his back as he balanced on his feet laughing gleefully into the spray.

She continued for many hours up the channel between the outer reef and the
inshore islands and atolls as the wind kept up and she was well past
Cooktown before the breeze began to drop and she slowed her pace to a more
normal 8 knots. The coast was invisible in the distance except for the
mountain ranges inland but the further offshore islands were easily seen
and accurate navigation was done with her G.P.S. system. The captain needed
to know her exact position in these dangerous waters studded with coral
reefs and small atolls, so he could plot her course precisely.

Three days passed as the Siren's Song sailed north and she eventually
reached and passed the tip of the Cape York Peninsula with it's companion
Thursday Island and she entered the Coral Sea. Here she turned North West
and headed towards her destination the Island of Sumatra. She made good
time on the steady monsoon winds and days passed quickly until Christmas
day arrived. The ship was decorated below decks with tinsel and other
Christmas decorations while the cook was preparing a huge dinner of roast
pork, ham, turkey with cranberry sauce and roast potatoes, pumpkin, peas
and beans, a desert of plum pudding and custard was also prepared and at
midday the majority of the crew were below decks stuffing themselves with
the rich tucker.

The captain wished them all a Happy Christmas and told them they would
arrive off Sumatra in the early hours the next morning where they would
anchor before rowing ashore to visit the friendly residents. He hoped the
freedom fighters were up in the hills having a holiday while they were
there.

Siren's song sailed on regardless of the festivities on board and in the
early hours on the 26th of December she anchored close in off the
shore. The crew went below and turned in for a sleep, the anchor watch were
on deck pacing about quietly or sitting relaxing in the warm humid
heat. The sun rose lighting up the tall palm trees and the white sands with
the town behind and the boys watched fascinated by the foreign culture they
could see ashore. They went below for breakfast and sat in the mess when
they heard a strange roaring in the distance as the ship swung on her
anchor to face inland. Suddenly the roar was deafening, as the ship's stern
rose upward and she acted like a surfboard as she careered shoreward on the
face of a huge wave. Her hull began to broach as she neared the beach and
the wave began to break, the ship hit the shore as the massive sea careered
inland dumping her hull many meters inland from the original shoreline.

Everybody was thrown higgledy piggledy about in the mess area, food flew
through the air splattering everywhere as the masts shook and the mainmast
cracked then tore from the hull colliding with the foremast in a tangle of
rigging and canvas, the impact sheered the foremast off half way to the top
and the mess hurtled over the bows into the turmoil of filthy water. The
Siren's Song's hull after so many years of long service yielded to the hard
impact and she split open at the bow as it impacted on a rocky outcrop.

The wave passed but a second even larger monster followed the first heaving
her tired shattered hull up and driving her even further aground and
toppling her mizzenmast overboard. Her already breached hull opened further
and filthy water gushed into her beautifully restored interior. The hull
ground back onto the flooded ground with a heavy thump tossing everyone
about again, boys screamed in panic and some in pain as their young limbs
hit hard objects snapping bones and gashing their smooth flesh.

The movement ceased and the dismasted hulk lay heeled over on her port side
leaning against a tall palm tree as the water dropped. The crew stirred and
Conrad bleeding heavily from a large gash in his hair staggered to his
unsteady feet and began to get the boys on their feet so he could check
them for injuries. On deck the anchor watch were scattered about the warped
deck, the first mate Mister Flynn was missing along with three lads who had
been thrown overboard when the first wave had hit the ship. The boys
staggered to their feet holding sore limbs, a couple bleeding from gashes
caused when they were thrown like rag dolls across the deck twice, they
began checking one another out and they made their way groggily to hatch to
go below where they met the stunned survivors straggling up from below.

Mister Wills appeared bruised but otherwise uninjured as he'd been in his
cabin when the Tsunami hit so he had not been tossed about as badly in the
smaller area, he sorted out the worst injured lads and sent Nick below to
locate the first aid kit. The whimpering and groans of the boys with broken
bones and heavy gashes upset all who heard them, the first aid box arrived
and the lads with broken bones were given injections of pain killers and
then their limbs were straightened, splinted and bandaged up rigidly. The
cuts and gash's were cleaned and bandaged hurriedly then when all the
injured were treated the boys and men looked out across the devastated
landscape.

Nothing stood except the palm trees and a few larger trees, the village had
vanished just rubble remained, no sign of any living inhabitants was
seen. The area had been scoured and looked like a war zone, Mr Wills
realized they were on their own and no assistance would be available for
some time so they had to be self sufficient. He looked at Mr Meade who had
a broken leg and was incapacitated then turned to Conrad whose head looked
as though he was wearing a white turban of bandages. He asked, "Conrad do
you feel up to going below to check the radio, fresh water and the
refrigerators, we need to make contact with the authorities and I hope our
food survived the disaster. Nick you go with him please."

Conrad got unsteadily to his feet grimacing and helped by Nick made his way
below, as Owen attended to those least injured. Conrad returned and said,
"The water tanks are fine, the radio seems to be ok and the cool rooms,
refrigerator and freezers are all undamaged but we need the generator
running to supply the power to run them."

Owen rubbed his chin and said, "Bugger! Mr. Flynn was the engineer on
board, I hope the generator is working I'll go and check it out, the solar
panels will run the radio, is Josh in the radio shack? Is he ok? "

Conrad nodded and said, "Yeah he's fine a few nasty bruises but he's ok."

Owen nodded and said, "Good I'm glad to hear that, I'll go check the
generator, I'll be back soon."

Kevin stood up and said, "Can I go with you captain? I might be able to
help I know a bit about generators from the island."

Owen smiled and said, "Yes of course Kevin I'll need all the help I can
get, as I'm not a mechanic or engineer."

They left and disappeared down the hatch, they found their way to the
engine room and located the generator mounted on the starboard side of the
space. It was on quite an angle due to the ship heeling over on her side
and Kevin attempted to start it unsuccessfully. He said, "It isn't getting
any fuel captain the angle is too much for the gravity feed, we have to
unbolt it on this side and build up the gap with timbers or something to
level it more. This will allow the fuel to fill the carburetor, then I'm
sure it will start ok."

Kevin looked at Owen and Owen nodded and said, "Ok, let's find some tools
and get busy, we have to get the power running so the food doesn't spoil."

Kevin searched about amongst the jumbled gear on the deck to locate a
shifting spanner and began to loosen the mounting bolts on the generator,
he struggled with the heavy nuts and grunted several times as he threw his
weight on the spanner and eventually the first nut moved a little and he
loosened it off then attacked the second fitting. Once both nuts were loose
he said, "We now need something to level the generator."  Owen handed him
some heavy 6"x4" timbers and Owen took one and levered on the heavy machine
raising it little by little. Kevin watched and when he could he slipped the
heavy timber in between the metal leg and the wooden deck. They repeated
the operation and he managed to jam a second length of timber into
position. The generator was now almost level again and Kevin primed the
carburetor and pushed the starter button. The diesel engine coughed and
fired then stalled again, he tried a second time and the engine spluttered
then fired up running a little raggedly until it warmed up then the engine
smoothed out as he turned on the power switch. The lights in the engine
room blinked then brightened and Kevin beamed happily as Owen clapped him
on the back telling him he was now the engineer on board. He hugged the
grimy boy to his chest and Kevin raised his handsome young face up to the
captain's and they kissed deeply. Kevin pulled back and asked the captain
how much fuel there was and Owen told him not to worry there is at least a
couple of thousand gallons in the tank.

They wandered back up to the radio shack and Owen asked Josh to see if he
could raise Australia on the radio, they stood there waiting while Josh
twiddled dials and finally he found a station and began to call them. It
was the Naval base in Darwin and they were amazed at the news and said they
would contact the headquarters in Canberra.

No further important actions needed the captain and Kevin returned to the
deck and told the crew of the news. All they had to do was wait for
assistance from the authorities. They had all they needed except medical
facilities but the temporary nursing by Owen had at least made the injured
lads comfortable until help arrived. Owen called the boys to pray for their
missing shipmates and they silently prayed for their safe return.

Hours passed and a few bedraggled shocked locals appeared amongst the
destruction and Owen brought them aboard and helped them with water and
food. They settled back and waited for the authorities to appear.


This is the final episode of The Training Ship; I hope you have enjoyed
this saga.

I also hope you have given to help the poor people who suffered this
terrible disaster. If not please donate to the Red Cross or some other
organization that is trying to assist these unfortunate souls.

justjames17.