Date: Tue, 4 Sep 2007 12:00:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: Deep Diver <deepdiver_pr@yahoo.com>
Subject: Master and the Mate - Chapter 41

Master and Mate

by
deepdiver

ed. Dave L.

Chapter 41
Pirate's Code of Ethics

Mark spent Friday night over at Pete's house together with their friend
Joe. The three were having fun listening to their favorite music and taking
turns playing video games in Pete's bedroom. Kyle was home alone waiting
for George to show up so that they could study together. At 6 p.m. sharp,
he arrived and Kyle and he sat at the dining room table, grilling one
another on the practice questions at the end of the chapters in their
textbook.

"Sure is quiet here." George commented.

"Oh, everyone is out, luckily for us, or it would be impossible to
concentrate." Kyle said and then asked George the next question.

* * *

While Mark played against Joe, Pete slipped out of the room. When he
returned it was with a couple of skin magazines and a video.

"Hey, guys, look what I got out of my Dad's room."

Mark and Joe each grabbed a magazine while Pete put the video in the
VCR. The three were soon flicking through the mags and pointing at the
breasts and crotches of the models while stealing glances of the action in
the sex video. Before long all three boys were sporting erections and
agreed to masturbate themselves. Each compared his equipment to the other
two as they fisted their own cock. Whacking off in Pete's bedroom seemed
more exciting because of the danger of being caught by Pete's parents who
were downstairs.

* * *

Manny and Tommy stripped down to their long johns and slid into their
sleeping bags.

"At home I often sleep in my brother's bed." Manny said.

"I don't have a brother, only two sisters. Sometimes they sleep together,
but I'm not allowed in their room." Tommy complained. "But sometimes I
sneak into my Mom's bed."

"You want to sleep with me in my bag?" Manny invited.

"Nah." Tommy said, really wanting to, though anxiously not wanting to sound
too eager.

"You sure? I hate having to sleep alone, come on, I'm not going to rape
you." Manny said.

Without further protest, Tommy got out of his bag and then Manny followed
suit and they zipped the two bags together to make one larger bag. In a
flash they were both inside the one bag and clinging to one another. Both
enjoyed the warmth of the other's body.

"So how big is yours." Tommy asked.

"About two full inches," Manny said, "its still growing though, but not
anywhere near the size of my brothers. His must be a good five inches, but
I imagine its bigger when he gets hard."

"You never saw him hard?" Tommy asked. "Nah, only bumped it a couple of
times when we were sleeping together." Manny replied.

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours." Tommy said innocently.

Manny quickly grabbed his flashlight and they both lowered their underwear
and took a good look at each other's erect penis. Each pulled at their
pee-pee trying to make it look as big as possible. Then they heard
something move outside the tent and quickly pulled their heads out of the
bag and shut off the flashlight. They pretended to be asleep and soon were.

* * *

Ryan was having a hard time trying to fall asleep and finally gave up
trying and pulled himself out of his tent and stoked the fire to warm
himself. His thoughts went immediately to Kyle and how much he would prefer
to be sleeping with him instead of what felt like a pointed rock in the
ground below his sleeping bag.

After awhile, Jim came out of his tent and made the rounds to make sure
everyone was accounted for. He had to ask a couple of the older boys to
keep it down and then walked over and sat next to Ryan.

"So what brings you out here?" Jim asked. "Its obviously not your love of
the outdoors."

"Well actually, since we don't know you guys, and after hearing about those
scandals back a ways, we were afraid to send our son alone fearing there
might by a paedophile among the leaders." Ryan said honestly.

Jim started laughing.

"What's so funny?" Ryan asked somewhat bewildered by Jim's response.

"Shit man, we were thinking the same thing about you!" Jim said and
continued to laugh. "After what you said last night that you live with that
other guy, we just assumed you were a paedophile."

"Jim, there's a big difference between a gay man and a paedophile." Ryan
insisted.

"OK, Ryan, don't get on your high horse. It's just that we always suspect
any new guys interested in scouting. So what's the difference anyway? I
thought you were all into gay sex." Jim expressed his prejudice and
ignorance.

"Jim, a paedophile seeks power over children, the sex is just a
reinforcer. Thinking a paedophile is looking for sex is like thinking a
drunk drinks because he's thirsty. Paedophiles like to dominate others and
children, being easy to control, become their target when they fail to
dominate their peers. On the other hand, gays prefer sex with their own
gender. Did you know that most paedophiles are happily married
heterosexuals." Ryan asserted.

"Yeah? What about all those paedophile priests?" Jim challenged Ryan.

"Well, about ten percent of all professional men are paedophiles, its just
that priests get more attention in the press and cases going a long way
back are just now being reported. I am not saying that no paedophile is
gay, just that the great majority are heterosexual and their interest is
usually in children of either sex because they are easier to dominate and
don't make the demands that adults do. Paedophiles take advantage of
circumstances and will prey on any unprotected child." Ryan
explained. "Furthermore, I am not interested in sex with my sons or their
friends. If I were I could be abusing them in the comfort of my home, I
wouldn't need to come out here in the cold and freeze my ass off." Ryan
pointed out.

Jim liked Ryan's straight-talking and laughed at how Ryan had complained
indirectly about the discomfort of winter camping.

* * *

Kyle and George studied in earnest, but as their session was concluding,
George began to speak in innuendoes. First he complemented Kyle's
intelligence and then added how nice it was to be with a guy who had more
than just good looks. Then he asked if Kyle had a girlfriend. Kyle grew
tired of trying to give George vague answers without lying to him. Finally,
Kyle decided to trust his classmate and began to explain his situation more
clearly.

"You mean you are gay and live with an older guy?" George said,
amazed. "That is so awesome. I'm gay too, but so deep in the closet that I
sometimes forget that I like guys!" Both snickered slightly at George's
attempt at humour.

"Kyle, I'm still a virgin and really attracted to you. Do you feel the same
way?"

"George, I already told you I'm in a relationship and we have two kids to
think about. Sure, I'll admit that you are an attractive guy, but I find
you less attractive when you try to seduce me knowing that I am in a
committed relationship." Kyle said firmly.

"God, I am such a fool. Can you forgive me, Kyle? Its just that I don't
know any other gay guys." George said, but he didn't convince Kyle with his
lame excuse.

"George, there is a Gay Alliance on campus, they have posters all over the
place. Then there is the Internet with places like, gay.com or paltalk,
even Yahoo has some crappy gay rooms." Kyle said, shooting from the hip.

"I know, but I'm afraid of leaving a history on the PC at home and at the
university it is too dangerous, you never know who is watching." George
expressed not only his own frustration, but that of many a gay man.

"If you like, I can introduce you to a couple of friends?" Kyle said,
thinking of Bill and Tony. "They may be able to introduce you to some of
their friends."

* * *

Back over at Pete's place, Mark, Joe and Pete had all shot their wads and
were still talking about the girls at school that they thought were
hot. Mark discovered that Joe really liked girls with large breasts, but
that he and Pete were more into pretty faces and nice personalities. When
they finally got into their pajamas and into bed there was still some
horseplay as they poked each other in the butt or the nuts until Pete's
father came in and told them to cool it.

* * *

Kyle wasn't thrilled about being home alone so he decided to take George
over to the Mon Cheri and introduce him to Bill and Tony. He called ahead
and found that the two love-birds had stayed home to watch a movie and that
they would be glad to see him and his friend. George, being the jock he
was, was soon the center of attention and Bill and Tony were more than
willing to introduce him around amongst their friends after introducing him
to some sexual activities. Kyle was tempted to join in, but then thought
better of it and left quietly as the orgy became more intense.

Bill began kissing George while Tony unbuttoned his shirt; Tony's hands
were all over George's torso. George himself was trembling with the
excitement and was clinging to Bill. Soon Bill was kissing George's nipple
as Tony struggled to get him out of his pants. Then as Bill began
stimulating George through his underwear, Tony broke away and stripped
himself. When Tony came back and began kissing George's handsome face, Bill
got naked. Soon the three made a circle on the floor, each practising
fellatio on another. George felt he had finally found what he had been
missing throughout his teenage years. He was enthralled with the two
handsome men and felt himself spiralling into a garden of delights.

* * *

Ryan was finally getting so sleepy and cold that he thought he could fall
asleep in his sleeping bag, but he looked in on Manny and his friend Tommy
first. He smiled to himself as he noticed that they had made one big bag
for themselves and that Manny was sleeping spooning Tommy. He felt somewhat
jealous that he would be sleeping alone and his mind wandered back to
thoughts of Kyle.

The more that Ryan thought about Kyle the more he realized how lucky he was
to find a guy like him. He thought too of Edwin with whom there was barely
any conversation now, even by email. He was filled with feelings of
nostalgia and wished he had never allowed himself and Edwin to part and go
their separate ways, but he was also so thankful for Kyle. He loved them
both with all his heart. As he got into his sleeping bag, he couldn't help
but compare them. Sex with Edwin had always been somewhat romantic without
actually using words like 'love' or 'commitment.' They had enjoyed an open
relationship; each was free to explore other relationships, but they had
never found anyone with whom they would rather be. Slowly their love-making
had grown more and more intense. Often Ryan wouldn't even cum, but would
experience dry pangs of pleasure as he caressed and lovingly touched
Edwin's beautiful body. Now he found that with Kyle, they freely expressed
their love verbally, but their sex would often vacillate between romantic
and sado-machistic. The uncertainty of where their sexual trysts would wind
up made their encounters all that more exciting. Ryan thought heaven must
be something akin to being with both Edwin and Kyle simultaneously. This
imagined scene brought Ryan to a full erection just prior to falling
asleep.

* * *

Sunday evening everyone was back home and sharing their experiences, except
Kyle who was still shut in his and Ryan's bedroom cramming for his exam.

Once Manny had gone up to take his bath, Mark and Ry were left alone while
they sat together on the sofa. "Dad, what do you think about masturbation?"

"Its great, but you won't meet any new friends that way," Ryan answered
with an old joke. "Mark it's just like anything else. Used moderately it
can be good, used in excess and you will grow hair on the palms of your
hands, go bald and it will fall off!"

"Seriously, Dad!" Mark insisted as the image of Officer Dome quickly
crossed his mind and he glanced at his palms.

"Sorry, but that was the sexual education I got when I was a kid. Thank God
we have come a long way since then." Ryan said trying to excuse the
uncomfortable feeling he was getting from talking about sex with a boy he
thought of as his son.

"In Religious Ed. class they told us that it is a sin against the sixth
commandment." Mark said.

"Ah yes, well, St Thomas Aquinas did conclude that it is a grave sin, but
in his time no one knew that a woman had ovaries and that a baby came from
the fertilization of an ova that mothers release. They thought a man
carried all of his children until he implanted one in the oven so to speak
of the mother's womb. So naturally, St. Thomas concluded that masturbation
was just a form of abortion, or killing a baby. But we know better now. Can
you follow this?" Ryan said.

Mark nodded his head slowly up and down.

"The virtue is self-control and moderation. I suppose you could make the
argument that not seeking self-control can have serious negative
consequences, like sexual addiction. So we all should be very careful to
moderate all of our behaviour and avoid bad habits. I suppose those who
refuse to work at self-control are guilty of a grave sin of omission,
because without self-control we lose our freedom. But I don't think that
God will send us to hell because we enjoy a session of auto-erotic
pleasure. At the same time I want you to understand that in masturbation we
sometimes objectify persons. This I believe is very dangerous
thinking. Some people have such a bad habit of masturbation that it hurts
their marriage. A man's wife is not an object, but a person. Masturbation
tends to lead us into a type of thinking where we use people as objects or
things in our mind. The imagination is like the autopilot of our life and
when we program it to think in certain ways, we wind up living
accordingly."

"Is that why Jesus said that if we even think about committing adultery,
then we are already guilty?" Mark asked.

"Exactly, my boy. So you see masturbation is a real danger. But I wouldn't
want you to feel guilty or dirty because you masturbated one day. We all
have to keep the reins of the horse tightly controlled but not to the point
that we choke the horse! Remember a virtue is always a tough balancing act
between two extremes. In this case we have one extreme of the sexually
repressed who only see sin in human pleasures and passions, on the other
extreme we have those who are controlled by their passions and make sexual
pleasure their idol. I think the authentic Christian seeks the balance,
they understand that sex is a gift which can bring us joy, but it is never
the goal, only a means to, or an expression of, love."

"Wow, I don't know if I could explain that to anyone." Mark asserted.

"That's maybe why they just say it's a sin; because people are lazy and
want easy and quick answers to complex and difficult questions." Ryan said
cynically. "Just remember Mark, your conscience is supreme, the Church is
there to educate your conscience, not to replace it with laws." Ryan said,
trying to bring Mark to the awareness that he would have to make his own
judgement, but that it should be a carefully considered process of
searching for God's truth.

"So being a Christian is not just following a series of laws?" Mark
continued to explore.

"Far from it son. The law is a guidebook. It would be immoral and foolhardy
to ignore the guidebook, but it would also be irresponsible to just follow
the law blindly. We take the law into account, but must always realize that
the law is imperfect and can't cover every situation. Sometimes the ethical
person even has to break the law in order to be just. Worse still is when
we judge and condemn others based on the law. We have every right to teach
the law, but never to impose it or judge others by it." Ryan explained.

"You've given me a lot to think about; thanks, Dad. Good night," Mark said.

"How about a big hug for this old man's frozen bones." Ryan said, extending
his arms to a boy he was learning to appreciate more and more each day.


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