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Cabin Boy -- Cory -- Chapter 19
I was the first one to wake up the next morning, needless to say I had a hard-on like usual. Most morning, in fact every morning, when I woke up my cock was hard no matter how much sex I had the day before, my cock always wanted more.
I looked over at the captain who was lying besides me naked with that hard hairy chest. As I glanced down towards his cock I saw that he was hard too and thought maybe I should take care of him. Damn I loved his cock and the feelings it caused in me, not only when he fucked me but just being next to him, having such a strong powerful man, kind of loving me, or at least in his own way caring for me just a little.
I could hear Mr. London barking orders to the crew as I felt the ship slowly begin to move. We were underway and in a few short hours I knew we would be back in port. For some reason the excitement of returning home seemed to be spreading around the ship. I had no idea why I was excited about returning as I had no one to greet me, no one to miss, and no one that was going to be excited about seeing me back. Sure did wish that I knew what happened with my mother.
I tried slipping out of bed without waking the captain. As I was pulling on my pants I looked down at him and he was watching me with a smile on his face. I don't know what overtook me but I leaned down and gave him just a little kiss right on the lips, then I hurried up and left the cabin. I had never been the first one to kiss him, he was always the first to start with the kissing but I couldn't help myself.
When I came out on the bridge the sun was shinning brightly having just risen over the ocean the crew was busy but you could see the smiles on their faces. Everyone was happy about going home. I went over to Mr. London asking if he needed my help in anyway. He told me that they could use my help in settling the main sail. I knew what was needed and started to climb up to the very top of the mask. My muscles were sore as I pulled myself up the rope reaching the very top of the mask and started to unwrap the main sail.
When I looked down the captain was standing on the bridge looking up at me. He was all dressed in his captain's uniform and looked so hot. He waved me down and told me that I should change into my officer's uniform since we wanted to come into port all dressed in our finest. We needed to show the other captains and crews that we were the best and we had a position to keep.
The closer we came to port we saw many ships; none that were anywhere close to the majesty of the Grand Victoria. We were the biggest and the best, indeed that name said it all. When all our sails were set it must have been an impressive sight to any other ships both at sea and in harbor.
You could feel the excitement as land appeared on the horizon and when the port appeared the crew let out a cheer. Everyone was happy to be home. They all had loved ones and friends that had missed them while they were at sea. I had no one, no one cared, and no one missed me or even knew that I was gone. When we docked and the mail was brought aboard the ship, I just hung out in the background while it was passed out.
When my name was called and I was handed three letters I was in a state of shock. Who would be writing me, and then it dawned on me. It had to be Jackson, it couldn't be anyone else, and I knew no one. Sure enough when I looked at the envelope they were from him. I looked around to find a private spot where I could read his letters. Finding nowhere with any privacy I headed down to the captain's quarters.
I sat at the table and slowly opened up Jackson's letters. I never received any letters in the past, these were my first ones and I was so careful opening them, making sure that I wasn't damaging the contents. As I opened them I felt my cock getting harder and harder. I was wondering if Jackson did want to see me again after our time together in London or was I just a passing fancy.
Wow these were love letters, he told me how much he missed me and wanted to be with me. No he didn't get into any details but he repeated himself over and over again that I must come and visit him. He told me that he also wrote the captain insisting that he bring me home with him. He even told the captain to tie me up if he had to but by no means was he to return home without me.
He told me that he had never felt this way about anyone before especially a guy. But after kissing me he knew that he needed to go further. He also told me that he never had any relations with anyone before; I think that meant he was a virgin. Well from what I've experienced over the past few months you couldn't say that about me.
Now I started thinking about Jackson and my cock was getting so hard. I thought about calling one of the twins over to take care of me when the captain walked in. "Well I see you got a letter from Jackson,"
"I did also and he wants me to make sure you come home with me. He really wants to see you again. Anything happening here that I need to know about? What happen in London?"
"No sir, nothing really happened we just kissed a little and that was all, nothing more. Not that we wanted to stop but we kept getting interrupted."
"Cory, I know you guys are young and sex is always on your mind but I don't know if I should allow this to continue. One or both of you are going to get hurt and I care too much about both of you to see that happen."
"I don't understand, sir."
"Look where it's gotten me. I've fallen for you and can't have you."
Boy oh boy was I shocked to hear that coming out of the captain's mouth. Never would I have guessed that he would ever say anything like that too me. "But why sir can't you have me, I'm willing to be with you."
"Cory, you're too young to understand a man in my position needs a wife and the social standings that goes with having a trophy wife. I need to go to parties, dances and balls; I need to make a good impression on other businessman. Sorry but I've thought about this lot's and it just wouldn't work. The same goes for Jackson, one day he's going to be in the same position, he needs a wife and family."
I didn't know what to say but I felt like I was going to cry I knew he like me but here the captain was saying that he thought about keeping me around forever but he decided that I was to move on. I looked at him with a tear in my eyes and told him, "Maybe it's best if I don't go with you to see Jackson."
"You want him to hate me the rest of my life, there's no way your not going with me even if I do have to tie you up, your going. I just wanted you to know that there's no future for you and to think about your future."
The rest of the day was sort of a blur, I do remember stopping at the company shipping office and meeting various men. They all knew the story about me saving Jackson, I wondered how they would have reacted if they also knew that I saved the captains life. The captain had some business to taker care of before we left so he had one of the men take me around and show me the warehouse.
After the short tour I sat in the captain's office just listening as he conducted some business with various men that kept coming to see him. From what I could hear and see, much of what they talked about was offers and various lands that the company owned and was interested in selling. He told everyone that the offer seemed very good but he would have to talk it over with his brother before accepting. His lawyer also came over and told him that his brother had many other offers, some on the same property.
We didn't leave till mid afternoon and I was surprised that waiting for us outside were two horses. Sure I kind of knew how to ride but I never owned a horse before nor have I ridden any great distance. We moved along at a steady clip, not at a gallop but much faster than a walk. My ass was so sore that I would rather have had the horse fucking my ass then me riding him.
Around dinnertime we stopped in a little town where it seemed everyone knew the captain. As we were eating dinner a man came up to our table that the captain knew and along with his cute looking son. As it turned out they were old friends and the son, Shane, was Jackson best friend. Shame was on the cute side with just the right built. He wasn't skinning like Jackson but had a little meat on him; I also notice before he sat down that he filled his pants rather nicely. Maybe one day I would get a better look at his privates I thought to myself.
Shame seemed nice enough but yet there was something in the background that told me he didn't like me. He kept asking about Jackson and wanting more details about how I saved his life. I told him the complete story and even made it a point to tell him that I didn't save Jackson life, at best I just saved him from getting a beating. He also wanted to know what else we did in London.
I felt very uneasy about the way he was asking things and wanted to know what he was after. When Shane and his father walked us back to our horses, he whispered in my ear that whatever Jackson and I did in London that Jackson had fallen in love with me and that I better treat him right or he would have to take care of me. It was at that point I realized he had a gun strapped around his waist.
What was I getting myself into, I thought, sure did seem that Jackson had some loyal friends and family with the captains comment earlier and now Shane's. He threatened me making it very clear that he knew how to use that gun and would use it if he had too. One thing I did notice that he was looking really hot with that gun strapped to his leg.
We rode hard the rest of the day even after it turned dark. My body was hurting and getting very sore from riding for hours so I finally asked the captain how much longer it was going to be before we got home. He told me that we still had a couple hours of riding and most likely we wouldn't get there before midnight.
The closer we got the captain was pointing out various plantations along the road that the company owned but was trying to sell off. He started talking again about the war he felt was coming and he wanted the company to be in a good position. Again he told me that he felt the south could only win if the war was short. The north would win in a long war because they had the manufacturing resources the south didn't have. The south would be depending upon England and the other European countries for war supplies.
As we turned off the main road the captain told me that we had another couple of miles before reaching the main house. We did pass by a number of other large plantation houses that the captain said they owned and for right now they were not being lived in except for maybe an overseer. As the road turned again even though it was dark I saw the largest house I've ever seen in my life. Holy shit, I thought, it appeared to be larger than the hotel in London that we stayed at a few months ago.
The road was straight before turning into a circular drive that went past the 200-foot long front porch. It appeared that the main center part of the hours was at least 3 stories high and was as wide as the porch, and then there were wings that came out on both sides also being 3 stories high. I wondered how many people must have been living here. I was later to learn that the captain and is wife lived in the left wing which had over 20 rooms while his brother's family lived in the right wing.
The center part of the house was the shared common area, which consisted of an office they shared, a large dinning area and a huge ballroom. Turned out the captain's brother and wife liked to entertain and frequently had many house guest that stayed for weeks at a time.
We were greeted on the porch by a small army of slaves; they took our horses and welcomed us with smiles on their faces. The captain was told that the family had already gone to bed thinking that maybe we had stopped for the night. As we entered the house I'm sure my mouth dropped open. Never had I've seen or been in such a place before, words alone couldn't describe what my eyes saw. A large cavernous room filled with a double staircase leading to the upper floors.
The space was fill with the largest chandelier ever built I'm sure nothing could possibly be bigger. As my eyes shifted up the stairs I saw the captain's brother coming down. He was dressed in a robe calling down "welcome home!"
He gave the captain a large body hug and shook my hand welcoming me to their house. I then saw Jackson flying down the stairs trying to wrap a robe around his nightshirt. Damn he looked so sexy to me with his nightshirt only coming down to about mid leg. I wonder if he was naked under it. He came flying into my arms telling he how happy he was that I came.
Both the captain and his brother stood their watching him as he was talking a mile a minute and not really making any since at all. Finally his father asked if he was going to welcome his uncle home. Jackson said he was sorry and gave his uncle a hug never taking his eyes off me while he hugged his uncle and welcomed him home.
Then the most beautiful women I've ever seen walked down the stairs, turned out to be the captain's wife. They kissed for a long time and I'm sure once they were alone he would be doing much more than kissing. He introduced me to her and I gently took her hand thanking her for having me in her hose. She did seem to be a very nice person.
As we stood there making small talk the captain's brother suggested that we all head off to bed seeing how late it was and we could talk in the morning. I told them that I would sleep out in the bard seeing that most likely I wasn't clean enough to sleep in their beds after riding all day.
Jackson mouth started up again telling me that he had the prefect solution for me in that he had installed the latest thing he discovered while in London. He told me about reading about a shower while he was in London. How it worked was a large supply of water was pumped up to the roof during the day were the sun warmed it even on cool days. The a pipe was extend down to opening that was controlled by a cord that would open and close the water by pulling on it. This I had to see!
Jackson's set of rooms was on the third floor. As we walked up the stairs he continued to talk the entire time. He pointed out the door to his room while opening another one. We walked in and he showed me how this shower thing worked by pulling on a cord making water come pouring out of the end of a pipe. He told me about trying to buy or build something that would spread the water out more but for right now this was the best he could come up with.
As he turned round our eyes met and I couldn't help myself but reached around the back of his head bringing his mouth to mine. Our lips met and we began to kiss. This was the best ever; I felt his cock begin to push out from his nightshirt and my own cock hardening in my pants. Unfortunately a large woman slave with an armful of fresh towels and an extra nightshirt interrupted us.
Jackson told me again about how happy he was that I did come and that he would meet me in his room. I stripped off my clothes and started to play with this shower thing, actually it was kind of neat and all. I would get wet and then soap myself paying extra attention to my cock and ass. Then turning the water on again I would rinse off. It sure was better that just using a washbasin.
After drying off and putting on the nightshirt my cock was still a little hard wanting to get to Jackson as soon as possible. When I opened the door the large woman slave was still standing there waiting for me.
She said, "I could get into trouble for this but eyes don't care, I don't know who you are and what kind of spell you put upon that boy but if you ever hurt him in any way your going to have to deal with me."
Damn this was the second time that day that someone had threaten me when it came to hurting Jackson. There was no way that I ever intended to hurt him, all I wanted to do was love him.
She handed me a bottle of what appeared to be cooking oil of something like that saying, "do not hurt him". And walked away.
As I entered Jackson room I was again in a rather large room that had a huge bed in the middle. Jackson was standing off to the side looking out the window. He had already taken off his robe and was standing there in just his short nightshirt. His head only turned my way and he said. "Take the bed, you must be tired, I'll sleep on the couch or something."
What the fuck was he talking about, him sleeping on the floor, no way I thought as I walked up behind him putting my hands on his shoulders telling him "I don't think so."
He jumped a little as I touched him but did seem to relax a little as my arms started to wrap around him. I began to kiss and nozzle is soft neck. My hands were busy rubbing his chest and as he turned his face sideways our lips met. My tongue opened up his lips and began to probe his mouth. I was greeted with his tongue trying to get into my mouth.
I don't know how long we kissed but my cock was so hard press up against his ass. I'm sure he must have felt it pushing against him.
My hands dropped lower rubbing his belly and then even lower till I came in contact with his hard cock. As I touched his hard cock I heard a slight moan escape his lips. As my hand wrapped around his hard cock and began to move a little I knew he was enjoying it from the moans that came from him. I pulled his nightshirt up a little and reached under getting my hand around his cock. "Damn he was hard," I thought as my other hand reached lower feeling his large balls pulled up tight against his cock.
From my past experiences I knew that he was going to be shooting his boy cum if I didn't stop. His cock was leaking plenty of precum juice that started to cover my hand. I turned him around and lifted his nightshirt at the same time and continued to kiss him. His hard cock was now pressed up against mine as our hands explored each other's body.
My hands were wrapped around his ass cheeks and my fingers were trying to work them apart. I wondered how far he would let me go before stopping me. He didn't stop me at all, not even when my finger found his boy hole and was rubbing him. I broke our kiss and stepped back wanting to get a look at his naked body.
He was very skinning but looked very hot to me, his chest was covered in that fine red hair that extended down to his groin. I could see that he had plenty of hair down there but you had a hard time seeing it because of the color. His cock looked massive sticking out from his skinning body and his balls were large even though they were pushed tight against his body.
As I stepped close to him again he said, "Now it's my turn to look at you!"
As I pulled my shirt over my body I heard Jackson sharp intake of air "Oh my, your beautiful" he told me.
His hand reached out to my hard cock that was pressed against my body and as he began to touch me it was my turn to let moans escape from my mouth. "Your huge" he told me as our mouths met again.
I couldn't wait anymore and slowly work us over to his bed. I gently laid us down, with him on his back and me covering him with my body. Our mouths were still locked together but he seemed to be tensing up a little. I could feel our hard cocks pressed together as I was rubbing mine against his.
"What's wrong?" I asked him as I broke our kiss.
"Nothing," he told me but as I looked in his eyes he continued. "It's just that I'm so nervous I`ve never done anything like this before."
"Don't worry, we will go slow and I'll stop any time you want." I told him.
"Oh no I don't want to stop, I want to do everything! I want to make you happy."
I didn't verbally respond to him but went back to kissing him. I felt him relax and start to kiss me back. I rolled off to the side of him giving my hand the chance to rub his body. I was going in circles and slowly working my way back down to his cock. When I did reach his cock it was so wet from the precum that was now pour from his tip. As I stroked it a couple of times he started moaning again tell me how much he was enjoying it.
I knew that if I continued he would be shooting off soon and I wanted him to shoot off in my mouth. I started to kiss his neck and chin working my face down to his hard brown nipples taking special care not to bite too hard but enough for him to enjoy the feeling. My hand was rubbing the area between his balls and boy hole every so often rubbing the entrance.
Every time I was at his boy hole I could feel his body pressing down wanting me to enter him. This was good I thought because if not tonight then soon I was going to be having my hard cock inside him. My mouth was now down to his belly button sticking my tongue in him and gently probing his hole. As I reached his hard leaking cock I licked it a couple of times before taking it in my mouth.
"Oh God!" he yelled out as my hot mouth encircled his throbbing cock. He was trying to pump his hard cock as deep as possible into my mouth and I was letting him, I wanted this to be the best blowjob he ever had or will have.
I took his hard cock out of my mouth and just licked the very head as I pulled his foreskin back. Knowing how sensitive my cock head was I assumed that his was the same. Sure enough it must have been because he was moaning and crying out in pleasure rocking back and forth on the bed.
"I'm going to, I'm going to shoot soon! Please don't stop! Don't stop!" he was yelling out.
I felt his cock get even harder and him trying to pull out of my mouth. I knew soon he would be shooting off. I moved my hand back to his boy hole and started to push in a little.
"OHHHHHHHHHHH!" Jackson yelled out as his cock began to loose his boy juice. His cock just kept erupting. Load after load of his hot boy juice filled my mouth. I know I swallowed a number of times but every time I did he would fill it up instantly. He finally slowed a little and stopped pumping his cuming cock into my mouth and I sucked the last of his sweet juice from his cock.
"That was the best! Thank you! Thank you I love you so much!" he told me.
As I sucked the last of his cum from his cock I moved up to his mouth. I kept a load of his cum in my mouth; I wanted to see what his reaction was going to be when I shared his hot cum with him. When our lips met again I open my mouth a moved my tongue about letting his cum flow into his mouth. He didn't resist at all but seemed to hungrily accept his own cum.
As we broke our kiss I told him that he tasted so great, so sweet. He wanted to know if that was his cum that he tasted in my mouth as we kissed. I told him it was and he smiled and told me that yes he was sweet. We couldn't help but start to laugh at the way he said he did taste sweet.
As I rolled over on my back he pounced on me telling me it was my turn.
To be continued??
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