Here's another chapter in the on going saga of Alexander Bartimus the cabin on the sailing ship Emerald.
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CHAPTER TWO
I lay on the small mattress at the foot of Captain MacKinnon bed for a long while trying to understand what had happened to me. Eventually I crawled under the blanket and soon fell asleep, only to be awakened some time later when I heard a quick rap on the door followed immediately by the door opening and the entrance of a young man, carrying a platter with some bowls and a large mug on it. A hearty, warm, fulsome scent filled the cabin. My mouth began to water, as I sat up to greet the young man.
"Beg pardon," the youth said, "I've brung you some victuals, as the Captain ordered. I've, brung you bully beef in gravy, bread, and some sauerkraut, the cook said you was to eat all the sauerkraut, as an anti-ascorbic, to keep away the scurvy. I've brung you water, too" The young man, about seventeen or eighteen years of age I reckoned, set the platter on the Captains table, and pulled one of the wooden chairs out, obviously for my use.
I stood up revealing, to my great discomfort, and embarrassment my nakedness, and took a seat.
The boy, obviously pleased I was doing as he had been ordered to have me do, took the other chair, turning it to face me and said, "I'm Tim Withe, and I'm pleased to make your acquaintance."
Being famished, I had already shoved a massive bite full of bread dragged through bully beef gravy into my mouth. I chewed and swallowed, held out my hand and said, "Pleased to meet you, I'm Alexander Bartimus." We shook hands, and I returned to my eating. Between bites I said, "I feel rather embarrassed to be eating in front of you, and especially to be naked as well."
"Oh, please, do not think on that," Tim replied, "I've done eating, and I like seeing you naked. Your pretty, and you're the new cabin boy, cabin boys are always naked. You'll get used to it soon enough, I know, I did."
"What? You were a cabin boy?"
"Certainly, here on the Emerald, for a couple of years, when I was twelve to fourteen years old."
"How old are you now?" I asked.
"Um, eighteen."
"Why are cabin boys are kept naked?" I wanted to know.
"Well, the Captain says a well fucked cabin boy means a happy crew, and that means less trouble on the ship, fewer fights, less grumbling among the men. So the cabin boy is kept naked to arouse the men, and so he's available to be used by them."
I was greatly pleased to have someone who could explain some of what was going on to me. "Did you, um, I mean, was it terrible being fucked by all the men?"
Tim sputtered out laughing, "Terrible! No, no far from terrible, it was the best time of my life. I mean now is okay, too. Mr. O'Higgins, the Carpenters Master, rather fancies me, and a some of the younger sailors still like a piece of my ass, so, it's not like I'm not getting laid, but still, it's not like when I was a cabin boy. I think most boys spend all their time thinking about sex, and trying to figure out how to get sex, and hardly ever do they really get any. But a cabin boy, a cabin boy gets fucked every day, several times a day, and it's not just fucking, you suck cock, which is always hot, and plenty of the sailors like to suck a bit of boy cock themselves, or at least will wank you off, to say thank you, so your always cumming, too. It's not just sex either, a cabin boy gets a lot of loving, kissing, hugging, snuggling. It is great, you'll see."
I guess the incredulous look on my face must have given away my doubts, because Tim asked, "What is it, you look worried?"
"Well," I said, "doesn't it hurt, when a man puts his member in your bottom?"
"Not really," Tim answered, "oh, the first few times it may hurt a little bit, till you learn to relax and enjoy it. Men have been fucking boys since Adam fucked Abel and Cain. I reckon a boy's rectum is as well designed by God as a girl's pussy to accept a man's cock. And at any rate I, and a lot of other boys I know, like the feel of a bloke's meat in my boy quim."
"But how can that be, some men have huge cocks and my bung's so tight." I said.
"Well, it's true some men have great big cocks, your Father for one, has about the biggest cock I ever had up my shit chute. But I found it most pleasurable whenever he fucked my ass."
"My Father fucked you?" I asked.
"He did, on more than one occasion, and ate out my fuck hole before he fucked it, I'll warrant you. Did he never fuck you?" Tim asked.
"No, never, I swear it?" I answered. "No man has ever touched me like that."
"Some other boy then?"
"No, no one, I'm a virgin." I said.
"Well," Tin said with a grin on his handsome face, "so, how is it your know your little bung is so tight, as you described, then?"
"Uh, I... Uh, I..." I blushed and sputtered.
Tim burst out laughing, and said, "So, you've been fingering your own shit hole when you play with your cock, eh?"
I felt my face blush with my embarrassment at being found out, for I indeed had just recently discovered fingering my bung felt really good.
"Well, that's a good sign, cause you already know it can be a great deal of fun to have your shit hole played with. You must also know, you've had turds come out of that hole that are bigger than any cock going in it. Trust me you're going to love being the Emerald's boy whore?"
"But the Bible say's it's wrong to commit the sin of Sodom."
"Oh, I don't expect God would have made it feel so good, if he hadn't meant for men to fuck boys. Besides, I reckon those rules apply more on land than on sea. Father Neptune is the god of the Ocean, and he rather likes naked boys." Tim laughed.
By this time I had gobbled down all the food Tim had brought me and pushing the empty plate away from me I picked up the mug and drank it strait away to quench my considerable thirst.
Having drunk it all said, "I wonder if I could trouble you for another glass of water? With the door locked I can't get water myself."
"Of course, of course, let me take these dishes back to the galley and I'll be back with water in just a minute."
True to his word, Tim returned, and this time bearing a large jug of water and a cup. "Thank you, Tim," I said, "I owe you a favor."
"Well, there is no need to bear an obligation to me, no need indeed." Tim grinned again, "I can think a way you could pay me back with that pretty little cock of yours."
"What would you wish of me?" I asked warily.
"Well, Mr Copley said I couldn't fuck your ass, that cherry was for the Captain alone, but he didn't say anything against my sucking your cock."
"You want to suck my cock?"
"Little darling, there is little I'd rather do than eat that beautiful sausage, and your two little eggs as well. Do you make your milk yet?"
"No," I said, again blushing, "I'm only 12 years old."
"No matter, you'll be squirting soon enough, I warrant, and I bet I can still make you cum even if it's a dry one."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Just sit on that chair and let me make you happy." Tim said.
"Before we do that," I said, "I've just drunk a lot of water, and, I need to piss."
"Perfect," Tim said, "I'll help you with that, too."
I didn't understand what Tim was saying, "How can you help me piss?"
"Well, first I'll show you this," then walking over to the Captains's bed, he bent down and pulled out a large, heavy, cast iron pot, with a tight fitting lid from beneath the bed. "This is the Capitan's chamber pot, and your's as well, he and you, will use it to piss and shit in, in fact, it will be one of your duties to empty and clean the pot, when you assume your duties as cabin boy, in some few days. Till then it's my duty." Tim pushed the chamber pot back under the bed, and said, "Now let me help you with that piss."
He strode over to where I sat at the table and turned the chair, with me in it, till I was facing him. Then he got down on his knees in front of me.
"What are you doing, Tim?" I asked.
Reaching down he took my penis in hand and said, "I'm going to suck your cock, you said I could, didn't you?"
"Umm, yeah, but I've got to pee first."
"I know," Tim said, "I said, I'll help you with it, you can piss in my mouth."
I was shocked, "I can't piss in your mouth, Tim. You can't drink piss!"
"I don't know why you would say that, I can, and have, on many an occasion, drunk piss, but seldom from as beautiful a sweet a boy as you. So I'll thank you to hush your mouth, and piss in mine."
"You've drunk piss?" I said.
"Aye, I have" Tim said, "it is not a formal part of the cabin boy's duties, not a requirement, but a fair number of the crew enjoy having a boy drink their piss, as does the Capitan, and after a few times of drinking pee, I found I rather enjoyed it. There's no harm in it. When we sailed to India, we learned the Hindoo holy men drink cow piss, and their own piss as well. So I figure drinking pee from a beautiful boy like you is as close to a holy act as I'll ever get, and that being the case, come on and piss in my mouth."
So saying, he lowered his head and took my member into his mouth and just gently held it there. I waited a few moments, I think, waiting for him to pull back and say he was just joking. Then I realized he was serous, and was waiting for me to release my urine in his mouth. I relaxed and let a bit of my water flow. Tim took it, swallowed it, and stayed there on his knees before me, with my penis in his mouth, waiting, patiently, for my piss.
What else could I do? I gave the rest to him. I had not made water since early that morning, and my pissing went on and on. When I had finished, I felt Tim begin to suck on my soft cock. The action of his lips, mouth, and tongue quickly inflamed my member, as I am sure it would have done to any boy my age. As he continued to suck my cock, it moved me to an erotic pleasure beyond anything I had known, or even imagined. In a few minutes his ministrations had driven me to a place I had never been. I felt my cock might explode. I felt I might erupt in piss again. I felt that something I did not understand, was about to happen to me.
Suddenly, I cried out, my body was racked with waves of pleasure. I felt I could not go further on, and I pushed Tim's head, and sucking mouth, off my penis.
"Did you cum boy?" Tim asked.
I nodded my head yes, not sure exactly what cumming was, and unable to yet speak.
"But, with no seed yet, as you said," Tim said. "Well, no matter, you'll be spilling more milk than a drunken milkmaid ere long, and by any measure, your piss was more than treat enough for me. Now, bless my soul, I best be gone, before the captain begins to wonder if I've been up in your rectum, your boy pussy is his alone for a time, but I look forward to fucking you soon enough I trust."
Saying this, he gathered up the dishes and was out the door in an instant, leaving me naked and alone with my thoughts.