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Cabin Boy -- Cory -- Chapter 1
"That's it Cory, suck my cock. Make it feel good for your Captain!" Cory heard Captain Jack say.
Hell, like he had any choice in the matter as he knelt before his Captain who had his hands holding his long blond hair forcing him to suck on his cock. He could feel the Captain forcing more and more of his throbbing cock deeper and deeper in his mouth. He felt that he was going to loose the contents of his stomach if he was force to swallow any more of the Captain's cock.
"Oh yes! Make my cock wet and hard so that I can fuck you!"
Here it goes again, these men thinking I'm a girl and they are going to fuck me. Hell, I don't have any hole between my legs. I have a cock and balls just like them and no fucken hole for them to fuck. Ok, sure at my age my cock isn't as large as theirs, but I've noticed that over the last few months it's getting larger and darker in color, and my nuts had somehow began to hang lower and lower away from my body. I may just have to get a haircut or something to make me look more like a girl.
"Your good Cory for sucking a cock for the first time. Pretty soon I'll be giving you your reward. You sure this is the first cock you sucked?" the Captain asked.
How was I going to answer his question with him pumping his cock into my mouth? So I kind of just bobbed my head up and down while he continue to fuck my mouth. I didn't know what was happening to me, but as I was sucking his cock I felt my own cock begin to harden and press against my pants. Sure hope that it wouldn't just start to shoot out my cream like it has been lately.
It didn't take much for me to begin shooting, almost every morning I would wake up with my 5" cock sticking up in the air. All it would take is a couple of strokes from my hand and the white stuff would begin to shoot out. Sure felt great and even tasted ok the few times I had licked my hand clean.
"That's it Cory, suck my big cock!"
I didn't want to tell him, but he didn't have all that large of a cock. I've seen so many different cocks in my short life and knew maybe he was a little larger than the average guy but by no means the largest I've seen.
I guess I should explain how I got myself in this situation, on my knees sucking a cock for the first time. I sure didn't realize when I applied for the cabin boy position it would include sucking cock. Sure the Captain did say I would have to service him and the other officers aboard the ship but I didn't think he meant this way.
My name is Cory, don't have a last name, don't know who my father was and most likely my mother never knew who he was either. Guess I was just a hazard of the trade. My mother was a barmaid who pickup up extra money by whoring herself out. I think she was more of a whore than a barmaid but that's another story. I guess I was about 14 years old, but then again I could have been 12 or even 16. Don't know what year I was born in or even the date.
All I knew for as long as I could remember was sleeping on some blankets thrown on the floor next to my mothers bed. My mother would usually entertain a number of different men in her bed all night long. Sometimes up to even 4 or 5 different guys would be fucking my mother as I tried to sleep. They were mostly seaman that came in from a long voyage and wanted some sex.
Had a number of the men ask me to suck their cocks and even come close to putting it in my mouth. I always got up and ran outside and waited for them to leave. It was getting to the point that I was spending all night out and sleeping during the day like my mother. It all finally came to a head one night when some drunken seaman saw me watching him get undressed.
Once he was naked he walked over to me with his hard cock sticking out in front of him.
"What do we have here, a little lassie? She sure is pretty," he said to my mother.
"Here little lassie, suck your daddies cock," he told me while holding his cock in his hand.
What surprised me the most was my mother's reaction, telling me that it was about time to earn my keep and that I should suck this man's cock. No way was I going too and I ran from the room, again. "I'm not a girl!" I yelled as I left the room.
"Come back here boy!", my mother yelled after me.
"Don't come back till you're willing to earn your keep", I heard her say as she slammed the door shut.
Now what the fuck was I going to do? I had no money, no friends no one that could or would put me up. Oh well, I would just spend another night out on the street and in the morning return to the room, most likely by then my mother would have sobered up and she would have forgotten all about what happened.
We lived down by the docks and I would spend most of my time just hanging out seaside, dreaming about one day going to sea. It seemed like such an ideal life. Traveling to foreign countries, seeing the world. I did realize it was also a hard life but for someone my age that was just a minor thought, didn't really mean anything to me. Maybe if I could meet one of these Captains, they would hire me as a cabin boy.
The next morning when I returned to our room my mother wasn't there which wasn't all that surprising, she often would disappear for a few days with one of the guys she had picked up. Always hoping that he was the one that would take her away from this lifestyle. After a few days if she didn't return I would walk around all day asking if anyone had seen her, usually with no luck.
After about a week or so the owner of the bar came up and asked me where she was. Telling him that I had no idea he told me that I would have to leave, he couldn't afford to let this room go unused and was going to give it to another girl to make some money. That was unless I would take over the room and entertain the customers.
"You sure are pretty and I'm sure you could make lots of money, lassie" he told me.
"I'm no girl!"
"Listen with your looks the guys wouldn't mind that at all. All they care about is getting them selves off before their long trip at sea.
"No, I don't think so," I told him.
"Then you have to get out, and get out now!" he insisted.
"Where will I go and what happens when my mother comes back?" I asked him.
"That's not my problem kid, and as far as your mother goes, she's out too, if she comes back."
I couldn't help myself I started to cry. I didn't want to but I was afraid and lonely with no place to go. Couldn't remember the last time I cried but this time there was no stopping me. I think he felt sorry for me because he offered me a room in the back of the bar. Wasn't much of a room but it was someplace to sleep out of the weather he told me. I would have to help clean the bar and stuff in the morning in exchange for the free room.
The days past quickly and were pretty much the same day after day. In the morning I would help clean the bar, sleep all afternoon and at night search for my mother, always hoping that she would show up one day. I always ended up by the docks dreaming about one day going to sea.
Then one day I heard about the Majestic Star coming back home. This was the best of all ships to work on I had heard. Captain Morgan was a fair skipper and paid his crew well, always giving them a share of the profits for their hard work. He ran a slaver that would load up on stuff for England then on the return trip he head out to African and pick up a load of slaves. Never gave it much thought about slaves and didn't care all that much, one way or the other.
After about a week I got up the guts to approach the ship. The Majestic Star was a good-looking ship, much larger than most and in such prefect shape. The crew was well dressed and seemed to be in good spirits as they were unloading the slaves from the holds below.
I saw a man up on the bridge of the ship one of only three men that were dressed up, most of the men had their shirts off while these three must be the officers of the ship. I knew that Captain Jack was a good looking younger man, so that must be him on the bridge shouting orders and watching every thing happening on his ship.
When there seemed to be a little stop in the activity onboard ship I just walked on and went up to the bridge. Little did I know that permission was required to board a man's ship. You just didn't walk on without permission. "Captain Morgan, sir?" I asked.
"Who the fuck let this missy aboard my ship?" he shouted out. All work aboard the ship stopped at once and all eyes turned our way. Every man was startled to see me standing upon the stairs leading up to the bridge. At once men rushed to me dragging me down.
"Get the fuck off my ship lassie!" the Captain shouted at me.
"I ain't no girl, sir!" I yelled back at him. Another one that thought I was a girl.
"Don't give me no lip, boy or I'll give you my backhand. Just get the fuck off my ship or I'll have you thrown overboard" he bellowed at me.
As his crew was dragging me in not too gentle of a fashion, coming to the edge of the ship, I was afraid they were going to throw me over board. I was able to get to my feet just in time and half walked, as I was half thrown off the ship. As I lost my balance and fell the entire crew laugh at me lying on the ground cover in dirt and mud.
I later learned about asking permission and that ladies were not allowed on the ship in any case. When the captain seen me approaching the bridge all he could think about was the bad luck that now was going to descend upon his ship. But what really bothered me was the fact that he thought I looked like a girl too.
I left the docks in shame that day wondering how I was ever going to get a chance to talk with Captain Morgan. Everyone said he was a fair man and maybe he would forgive me for boarding his ship, if for no other reason I needed to try and apologize. I decided that I would just have to sit by the docks all day and night waiting for him to leave the ship. After a few days I finally saw him leaving the ship.
"Captain sir, I'm sorry I" I started to say.
"You again, the girl boy!" he called me.
"Yes Sir, I'm sorry I boarded you ship, Sir" I tried to get out.
"What is it that you want?" he asked me.
"Sir I would like to be your cabin boy" I said as I hung my head low afraid to look in his eyes. I didn't want to see the look on his face as he rejected me.
"Listen up boy, I'm too busy to talk to you now but come around to the Majestic Star tomorrow around noon and we'll talk" he said to me as he walked away.
I almost peed in my pants. I was so excited at not only the thought about possibly going to sea but to have a position on the Majestic Star, the best ship that sailed into our harbor. I didn't care what he would have me do, I would work hard and long just please god let me become a cabin boy on the Majestic Star.
"So you want to be a cabin boy? What makes you think that your cabin boy material?" Captain Jack asked me.
"Yes sir, I don't know what's all involved but I will work very hard and do the best I can. I'll give you everything I have." I said very determined and sincere.
"Do you know what you have to do?" Captain Morgan asked.
"Yes sir, I have to obey your every command, sir" I replied.
"Yes you do and you have to not only service me but also the other officers on my staff" he said with a strange smile on his face.
"Yes Sir! I will service you guys like you never been serviced before, Sir" I blurted out proudly.
We talked back and forth for a few more minutes with him explaining that in my spare time I also would be working with the cook, also an officer aboard the ship. Then he yelled out for "Mr. London"
"Yes captain" said a large man as he entered the Captains quarters. "How can I help you?"
"I'm thinking about hiring this as our new cabin boy and wanted to know what you thought" Captain Morgan said.
"Sure is a pretty little lassie and I wouldn't mind spreading her legs but I don't know sir about having a lassie as a cabin boy," the big man laughed.
I couldn't take anymore of this shit about me being a girl, ok, so I was pretty and had long blond hair but I also had a dick. "I ain't no girl," I yelled out at him "Sir!" I remember to say.
With that the big man reached over and grabbed at my crotch. "Well I'll be damn this is a boy and he has a nice piece of meat hanging there too! Does he know what's expected of him aboard this ship?" he asked the captain.
The captain turned to me and said "Tell Mr. London what your duties are boy."
I put my shoulders back and boldly said "My job is to service the captain and his officers along with helping the cook. I was expected to obey their every command with no questions asked."
Mr. London kind of smiled at me and gave me a little wink saying, "I'll guess he'll do, he sure is a cutie"
Next the Captain called out "Mr. Smith."
Much the same thing happened with him except he didn't grab at my crotch even though he thought I was a girl. It was then that I decided I would have to do something about changing my appearance to look more like what I was, a boy!
"Ok, son your hired" the Captain told me. "Now we have to get your things and outfit you properly," he told me.
"I have nothing Sir that I need to pick up" I told him, not wanting ever to return back to that little room and cleaning that bar.
We went to the deck and he called out for the cook. "This lad is our new cabin boy. He'll need new clothes more fitting his position I think." As we walked away he said "Get him a bath too, before he gets into his new clothes."
I've never had a real bath before and wasn't looking forward to sitting in water.
Damn that was the best as we left the bathhouse, I thought. I could have stayed all day just soaking in that warm water, having them fill it up time and time again as it cooled down. The clothes he bought me where the finest available for someone my size. I stood about 5 ft tall and weighed just over 100 pounds, so I was rather thin and they wanted to tailor the clothes to fit me better but we didn't have time. The ship was leaving at sunrise tomorrow once fully loaded.
The next few days kind of just flew by with me learning the ships routine along with Captain Jack's routine. At first all I did was serve his meals along with that of the other officers, Mr. Smith and Mr. London. I was to learn that Mr. Smith was a cousin of the Captain's and that Mr. London was an old friend of his late father.
I did my best to keep them happy and to try and think of their every need. I had no idea what was to come that night when the Captain told me that he was going to take a bath and needed my help. He did tell me to inform the cook about his bath.
"Mr. Cook" I said to him "Captain Morgan said to tell you he was having a bath this evening."
"Are you ready for this, boy?" he asked me.
"What the big deal, sir?"
"Tonight starts the real reason you were hired," the cook said very seriously, even though he had a strange smile on his face.
I had no idea what he was talking about and continued to question him in the most respectful way I could, not wanting to make him upset with me because he had been such a big help and I felt like he and I were becoming friends.
"You really have no idea what's going to happen tonight, do you?" cook said gently.
"No sir, please tell me" I asked.
He went on to explain "tonight you are going to serve the captain in every way he wants. You probably are going to suck his cock and spread your legs for him to fuck you."
Hell, here we go again I have no hole for anyone to fuck, little did I know.
He told me "You just do everything the captain says and don't argue, this way every thing will be ok. Not like the last cabin boy who fought him off and was given to the crew. He finally couldn't take any more and at his first chance jumped overboard."
I couldn't believe that anyone would be so dumb to jump over board. We were three days out to sea and there was no way anyone could swim back. What could possibly be so bad that you would want to kill yourself, I thought.
That evening I came to the Captains quarters at 2100 hours as he requested. He was just beginning to take off his clothes when he told me to help him and to fold his clothes up neatly. I came up from behind him and help him with his shirts. This was the first time I ever came this close to a naked man's back. You could see the outlines defining every muscle covered in a layer of hair.
"Come around the front and take off my boots," he told me.
As I knelt in front of him taking off his boots he unbuckled his pants letting them fall on the floor in front of me. I looked up at his large cock, which also was cover in light brown hair, and I thought he sure was hairy in my book. His cock was nestling between two large low hanger balls. He sure did look good, well defined and all with a tan upper half and then white around his privates down to his knees then tan again except for his white feet.
He walked over to a little tub that someone had set up in the middle of the room. "Ok, now pour some water on my hair and wash it" he told me.
I did as I was asked and didn't mind it at all. He looked at me with a wrinkled brow, noticing that I had gotten my shirt a little wet.
"Don't you have any respect for the clothes I buy you? Now take the shirt off," he told me.
I stripped off my shirt and got right back to work. I was wondering if maybe I shouldn't also take off my pants but seeing no one ever had seen me naked that I knew of I wasn't about to strip down in front of him.
"Now my back, boy!" the Captain ordered.
He stood up and I worked my way down his legs the best that I could. I avoid washing anywhere near his ass till he said "Don't forget my ass, boy!"
I picked up more soap and wet the rag again giving his ass a good washing. He turned around now expecting me to wash his front side also. I saw his cock was getting harder and harder and wondered if he wanted me to wash that part also. I skipped it and just moved down his legs till he told me "You forgot a part."
Knowing what he meant I started to wash his hardening cock. Soon without much of anything his cock was rock hard. It kind of felt good in my hand as I stroked him back and forth. His eyes were closed and his hips moved forward, sticking his hard cock out even more. I rinsed him off and started to dry his back with some towels that I had brought along with me.
Again he turned around and I saw his cock was still hard and pointed straight out from his body.
"Look what you did to me boy!" he said seriously, looking down at his hard cock.
"Sorry Sir, I didn't mean too," I said as I dried his chest.
He lifted up one leg at a time stepping out of the water for me to dry them off. His cock was still hard and he told me "You need to take care of me, boy".
I didn't really know what he was talking about; I thought I was doing a good job of washing him and drying him off. "Sir, how can I take care of you?" I asked.
"Just open that pretty mouth of yours and suck my hard cock in," he told me.
"I never sucked a mans cock before and I don't know what to do!" I blurted out.
That didn't stop him. He put his hands on my head grabbing my hair, pulling my face forward, and forcing his cock into my mouth. I started to struggle then I remembered what the cook had told me. I sure didn't want to have to serve all the guys on the ship so I thought I better do as the captain asked me. At first he slowly pumped his hard cock in and out of my mouth, but slowly and steadily he was pushing more and more of his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth and down my throat.
I could taste something leaking out of the head of his cock and thought that maybe he was beginning to pee a little into my mouth. I was later to learn that it was called pre-cum, a kind of lube your cock puts out to lube up whatever hole your fucking. It didn't taste all that bad I thought and if his seed tasted like that then I knew I was going to be ok with him cumming in my mouth.
I had my hands around his butt and now was trying to get him to fuck my mouth harder and faster. I really was enjoying the feeling it was giving me and how it made my cock feel as it was rubbing against my pants. I didn't want to squirt out any of my cream into my new pants. I knew the Captain would be upset with me soiling them like he was with my shirt.
He now was moaning and telling me what a good cocksucker I was. He started talking about giving me a good fucking and I thought about how disappoint he was going to be once he remember that I didn't have a hole but a cock like him.
"Oh boy! Oh boy! Suck that cock! Suck it good and deep and I'll be creaming soon!" he moaned. That's it boy use your tongue on my cock!"
He had stopped pumping his hard cock into my mouth giving me a chance to get a good taste of his liquid that was leaking from his cock head. I moved my tongue all around his cock wanting more and more of the great tasting stuff.
"Hold still boy! Hold still! Here comes my load for you!" he shouted out as his cock erupted a hot creamy liquid deep into my throat. He has pumping fast into my mouth not really giving me a good chance to get a taste of his cream. My mouth was quickly filled with his cream and was leaking out of the corners.
"Swallow it Cory! Swallow your captains cream like a good boy!" the Captain told me, still slowly fucking my mouth again as another load came from his cock into my mouth. "Oh that's it Cory you just keep on sucking my cock and I'll keep giving you your reward!"
I don't know how many times he came into my mouth but I think he filled it up 3 or 4 times and now his cream was running down my face. I tried to swallow it all but just couldn't. I sure hope he wouldn't be mad at me for wasting any of his juice.
He looked down at my cum covered face and said in a very deep, raspy voice "You did good, real good for the first time."
I was happy he wasn't mad at me for wasting his cream since I really wanted to make him happy. If this is what would make him happy then I would gladly suck him off every night.
His cock was softening but still leaking drop after drop of his sweet man juice so I just every now and then would stick out my tongue and lick it form his cock. Every time I did he moaned with pleasure. "You did good, Cory. Now it's time you serviced Mr. London and Mr. Smith"
"Gentlemen!" he yelled out "time to come in!"
As I turned and looked both Mr. Smith and Mr. London walked into the room. I tried to cover my naked chest from their eyes but when I saw Captain Jack just standing there completely naked it didn't bother me as much.
As Mr. London walked toward me he began to strip off his shirt. I noticed that he wasn't covered with hair but more like a fur. He had so much hair on his body that you couldn't even see the skin. The same was true for his legs and groin area. This was one hairy man. His cock even appeared to be covered with hair along with his balls. As he got closer I could see his thick long cock sticking out from his body. While the Captains cock stuck out straight his kind of hovered upward getting lost in his hair.
"Ok, pretty boy it's time I got a piece of you!" Mr. London said grabbing my head and forcing his hard cock into my mouth.
To be continued??
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