This story is inspired by the movie White Squall. White Squall is about the true story of the last voyage of the Albatross, a sailing ship used for a semester at sea program for high school aged boys during the early 60's. The ship sank during a freak storm. I'm not using the character's names, but the names of the actual actors instead. It's not the characters we fantasize about but the actors playing them, and using their names will help keep things straight as you read. None of these scenes appear in the movie. They are imaginary and do not intend to imply anything about anybody living or dead.
This episode stars,
Scott Wolf who was as the lead student Chuck Gieg David Lascher as Robert March Balthazar Getty as Tod Johnstone Ethan Embry as Tracy Lapchick Ryan Phillippe as Gil Martin Eric Michael Cole as Dean Preston Jeff Bridges as the skipper Jason Marsden as Shay Jennings John Savage as McCree, the English teacher
I don't know if any of these actors would really do this sort of thing. One can hope. This is a work of the imagination. I do not mean to imply anything about any real people, either the actors or the real people who inspired the roles the actors play. If this sort of stuff offends you, and there's going to lots of this sort of stuff, do not read any further. Sort of stuff includes graphic depictions of sex between males, quasi-consensual sex, etc. It is meant as a fantasy only, do not try this at home. Etc. etc.
White Squall is a product of Hollywood Pictures.
White Squirt By Danny Ponce Episode Three The New Ship's Punk
"Where we cum one, gentlemen, we cum all." The Skipper said, reading the engraving on the inside of the ship's bell. He paced along the row of bunks wearing only his khakis. The boys all stood next to their beds watching him. His chest glistened with a light sweat from the heat of the crew's quarters. "That means there will be no monogamy on this boat. Monogamy does not work onboard ship. We will be at sea for a long time. You will go for months without sight of shore or sight of woman. It's only natural that you turn to each other for release. You may begin to form special friendships between each other and that is fine, but you may not begin to deny others the pleasure of your company. There is to be no rape on this ship, but there can be no jealously protected status like monogamy either. If you play, you must play with everyone."
The boys all stood near their bunks. Most looked a little nervous; they knew what was about to happen. Only David was calm and confident. Tonight he would select the new ship's punk. The other boy's all knew that it could be them, but they did not know if they wanted the job. Each of them was a little excited by the possibility as well as a little afraid of what it meant.
"The one exception, gentlemen," the skipper continued, "is the ship's punk. The choice belongs by right to last year's punk, David. Whomever he selects will to give up his right to consent. He will be made available at all hours of the day. His job, his only job, will be to provide release to any crewmember who needs it. However, he retains the right to consent any time that he is in his bunk. Is that understood?"
"Yes, sir!"
"You do not have to participate, gentleman," the skipper continued. "You can spend tonight on deck, and be assured that you will be left alone during the rest of the cruise. If you stay here you agree that if you are chosen, you will serve as ship's punk for the duration of this cruise. Next year, your trip is free, and you get to choose. Does anyone wish to leave, now."
The skipper looked around. Only Ryan fidgeted. He looked around at the other boys, knowing how many of them wanted him to be chosen. He wanted to leave but he also did not want to leave Scott, whom he stood next to. The skipper stared at him hard. Finally, he settled down, stopped moving and stared at the floor. The rest of the boys stood in their boxers, some already beginning to get hard-ons. No one spoke or moved to leave.
"David," the skipper walked over to him. "Choose wisely."
David began to walk the length of the sleeping quarters. Clearly he intended to examine each boy. He had been looking forward to his. He was allowed to handle each boy, to examine them thoroughly, prior to making his decision, and he intended to take full advantage of this opportunity. He started with Balthazar. Balthazar had fucked him almost every day last year. Towards the end of the cruise they had begun to spend more time together, and though Balthazar had given him no indication of anything other than friendship, David had fallen in love with him. He dared not say so for fear of causing what he had going to come to a stop.
The boys all stood barefoot in their boxers. Though it was well after dark the room was slightly hot. David ran his hand across Baltazar's chest, lightly pinching each nipple as he did. He ran his hand down to Baltazar's groin and pulled his cock out through the opening in his shorts. He stroked him until he was erect and heard several boys gasp at the sight of his long, thick, curved cock. 'I'll have this again later tonight,' David thought. 'But first things first.' David had already decided whom to pick but he wanted to enjoy himself.
He next went to Scott who had fucked him on the bus ride over the mountains to the boat. Scott was already hard, his cock tenting his white boxers. David leaned in and kissed him, forcing his tongue into Scott's mouth. He cupped Scott's round ass in both hands as he held the kiss. He felt Scott putting his arms around him to bring him into a firm embrace. David wondered what it must have been like for Scott to be fucked by his own brother and father. He also wondered what it would be like to fuck Scott. He knew he'd get his chance soon, and he'd promised Scott he wouldn't pick him as ship's punk. He'd enjoyed Scott's cock up his ass too much.
Ryan was standing next to Scott. They had just met, but already Ryan was following Scott around like a puppy. Ryan was easily the best looking boy on the ship this cruise. His chest was well defined for a 16-year-old, his pecs well developed, his arm muscles firm and toned. His blond hair was military short; his skin was tanned and hairless. He was taller than Scott, about David's height. David knew that some of the boys were hoping he'd choose Ryan, but he wasn't going to. Something told him that Ryan was not emotionally ready to be ship's punk. He stood directly in front of Ryan and stared into his eyes. Ryan could not hold his gaze. He looked back and forth, laughing nervously. Finally, he just stood staring at the floor. David took each of Ryan's nipples between his thumb and forefingers. He pinched and twisted suddenly and hard. Ryan convulsed in pain and cried out, loudly, surprised by what David had done. He grabbed onto Scott's shoulder with one hand to steady himself as David continued twisting his nipples. David quickly forced himself on Ryan's lips, his tongue diving deep into the squealing teenager's mouth. David pulled Ryan towards him, his tongue swirling around his own. Ryan felt David's hands on his ass pulling apart his underwear with a loud rip, then digging between his cheeks. Ryan again cried out as he felt David's fingers trying to force themselves inside his ass, poking and prodding at his hole. Both boys could sense the excitement in the room. The others clearly though he was going to choose Ryan and they were already had raging hard-ons at the thought.
David broke the kiss and looked again at Ryan. Ryan saw his dimpled, innocent looking smile. David saw that Ryan's eyes were watering. David removed one had from Ryan's ass and again pinched a nipple, enjoying the sight of the beautiful blondes squirming chest. "You're the most beautiful thing on this ship," he whispered. Ryan looked him in the eye stunned. David stuck one finger into Ryan's mouth. Ryan was convinced he would be ship's punk and he began to cry at the thought. David just smiled. "Get my finger nice and wet, boy." He took his finger out of Ryan's mouth and moved it to the boy's ass. He pushed against Ryan's hole until the finger slipped inside. "Nice," David whispered directly into Ryan's ear so none of the other boys could hear. "You've been fucked before. I can tell. Who by? Who was first? Tell me."
"My brother," Ryan whispered.
David finger fucked him a few more times and then moved to the next boy in line, patting Ryan's ass as he left. David enjoyed the next five or six boys each in turn then he came to Eric Michael Cole. A tough city kid with dark hair and an unidentifiable urban accent, Eric was taller that David and had stood watching the evening so far, smoking a cigarette. Eric was all attitude but his lanky body and his washboard abs had already caught more than a few eyes, including David's. He wanted this piece of trade to fuck him, to use him. He knew many of the other's did to and no one wanted him to be ship's punk. David would not choose him, everyone knew this, even Eric, but this would probably be the only chance he ever got to force Eric to do what he wanted him to.
"On your knees," he said.
"No way, man," replied Eric. "I don't gotta do nothing I don't want to."
"That's true, Mr. Cole," said Skipper. "But there are certain rules, certain rituals, and this is one of them. Fail to participate tonight and you're excluded from future activities. It's up to you. Remember, it's a long time between ports, Mr. Cole. A long time between available women."
"On your knees," repeated David smiling.
Eric tossed his cigarette away and knelt in front of David. David took out his cock and stroked it over Eric's face.
"Open your mouth," David said. He could feel all eyes in the room riveted to him.
"You'll pay for this Lascher," said Eric.
"I hope so," answered David, smiling, "but for now you're going to suck my cock in front of everyone here."
Eric looked around the room at all of the eager eyes and hard dicks. Most of the other boys were openly stroking themselves. He'd show them. Just wait.
"Open up, city boy,"
Eric opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue. He kept his gaze fixed on David's as David slid his now hard dick into his mouth. Eric felt it hit the back of his throat. He'd turned a lot of tricks to raise the money for this trip but he'd never sucked anyone's cock. The farthest he'd ever reciprocated was to stroke off a few guys. He'd let his johns suck him off, even rim his ass if they paid extra. He'd fuck the shit out of them if they paid enough but he had never gone over the fag line as he called it. Now he had to suck another boy's cock in front of everyone or spend the entire year with his dick in his hand.
He felt David's hands on the back of his head. David began fucking his mouth, taking long slow strokes going as far in as his dick would, choking Eric a little each time. He enjoyed the anger in Eric's eyes as he fucked his mouth; it made him smile. He knew Eric would rape him for this when he got the chance, rape him hard and rough. The thought began to push him over the edge and he began fucking Eric's mouth harder. The next boy was Ethan Embry. He wasn't the last in line but he was the one he intended to pick. He decided to go ahead and fuck Eric until he came.
Eric realized what was about to happen. He knew that David intended to cum in his mouth and he knew that he couldn't stop it. The boy's cock was drilling into his throat. To his surprise, Eric began to enjoy it. He began to swirl his tongue around David's cock, circling the head each time he withdrew then wiggling back and forth along the shaft as he plunged back in. Soon David began to moan. Eric was rock hard though both his hands were gripping David's ass in order to keep from falling.
"Now," David said as he began to cum. Eric got his first taste of cum. At first it was awful. But David kept shooting and the warm sensation inside his mouth excited Eric further. He'd shot off inside a hundred John's mouths and never understood what they got out of it. Now, he thrilled to the way David thrashed uncontrollable, gripping his head and shooting off inside his mouth. He intended not to lose a drop of it. David relaxed and stirred his cock around Eric's cum filled mouth before pulling out. Eric knew that he would have to really fuck this boy to win back the station he'd lost tonight. But he also knew that this would not be the last cock he sucked.
"Terrific," David smiled. He turned to Ethan, who was clearly nervous, though his hard cock was peeping out through the opening in his boxers. Ethan was skinnier than the other boys were. His arms were well toned and his stomach was flat. His boxers hung low on his hips. David starred at Ethan and looked him over.
"Turn around and drop your shorts." Ethan laughed a little nervously but obeyed. David liked what he saw. "Nice ass, punk."
The cabin cheered. David had chosen. Ethan turned back and looked around in disbelief. He was clearly afraid of what would happen next. David withdrew and stood back next to Balthazar. The skipper came forward and put an arm around Ethan. He walked him towards a hammock that was hung in the center of the room.
"You ever been fucked, boy?" he asked.
"No sir," Ethan replied. "Never. I've fucked my girlfriend, but I never even touched a boy before."
"Tonight you're going to be opening a new chapter in your life," the captain said. "You'll come to treasure it, I'm sure. Try to relax, enjoy it as much as you can. There is power in being ship's punk if you know how to use it."
He lifted Ethan up in the hammock, pushing him back. He spread his legs apart and put each up inside the hammock. Ethan was on his back his legs held open by the hammock ropes. The skipped grabbed hold of his shorts and ripped them apart. He forced his hand between the virgin 17-year-old boys buns. Ethan cried out and the ship's first mate, Jason ran over to the blanket with two short lengths of rope. He tied each of Ethan's wrists to the hammock.
"Gentleman," the skipper bellowed to everyone in the room. "Tonight each one of you will fuck Mr. Embry as is done with each new ship's punk. Hereafter, he will be at your beck and call, unless he is in his bunk. There you will ask permission for everything you do and you will answer each request he makes with yes. Where we cum one we cum all. Jason, loosen him up a little."
Jason dropped to his knees facing Ethan's ass and started rimming him. He was fast, trying to get as much spit in his ass as quickly as he could. He knew the skipper was ready and he knew his job was go get Ethan prepared, not to pleasure him. In spite of this, Ethan moaned and twisted in the hammock. He did not expect what was happening, had no idea what two men could do together, really, though he would soon be an expert. Jason felt the skipper's hand on his shoulder, stood up and stepped aside.
The skipper pulled his cock out of his pants and quickly began trying to push it in between Ethan's cheeks. He was erect and bigger than any of the boys, except Balthazar. Ethan tried to push himself away from the man's prick but the hammock only rocked.
"I'm going to fuck you, Mr. Embry," said the Skipper. "It will hurt like hell, but you'll come around and start enjoying it soon enough. It's going to be quite a night."
He pushed his cock against the boys hole, grabbing onto his thigh's and pulling him in towards him. He felt Ethan's hole begin to open and heard him scream. The other boys began to crowd closer. Jason saw Ethan's open mouth and stuck his cock in. Soon both the skipper and the first mate were fucking Ethan, each using him with no regard for the pain they were causing. Ethan was trying to scream, trying to get away. The pain in his ass was as intense as the humiliation he felt. He thrashed wildly in the hammock, trying to hit his attackers but unable to because of the ropes that bound him. He felt the skipper's cock sliding in and out of his ass hole, plunging so deep that the skipper's balls slapped against his ass. He could barely breath from Jason's assault on his mouth. He found that he had to focus on what was happening in order to get a chance to inhale as Jason withdrew. Both were fucking at a faster pace, clearly heading to climax. Ethan wanted to them to finish, didn't want them to cum in him, wanted it to be over, and didn't want what would follow. There were 14 other boys in the cabin, their English teacher and the ship's cook still to cum. Would it end there? Would they want more?
The skipper moaned and drove his cock home as he shot his load up inside Ethan. Jason moaned and filled his mouth with cum. Ethan tried to spit out the cum but Jason grabbed his chin, forcing his mouth closed, then pinched his nose so he couldn't breath.
"Swallow my wad, punk." He said. "Swallow everyone's wad tonight." He leaned close and whispered into Ethan's ear. "Make sure you get used to everything before this is done. It'll be better for you if you enjoy it."
The skipper slapped his ass, and pulled out. The relief Ethan felt was met immediately by the pain of the English teacher, Savage's cock. He fucked the boy as mercilessly as the skipper had done. He enjoyed going deep inside Ethan and then holding his cock there, wiggling his hips, putting on a show for the roomful of gawking teenagers. His fucking increased in speed to a frenzied pounding, driving his cock deep as he came.
Then the cook had his turn. He took his time sliding his cock in at all angles, slowing fucking Ethan and pinching his nipples as he fucked. The cook didn't get many chances to fuck the boys on the ship, they tended to prefer the skipper and each other. He wanted Ethan to remember how good he was so maybe he'd seek him out for more later. He also wanted the other boys to get the same idea. Sometime before the cook came, Ethan began to feel the beginnings of pleasure. The cook's cock went in and out easily, with the lubricant of two men's cum, and it reached a point inside Ethan that the others had somehow missed. By the time the cook began shooting Ethan was enjoying it. He was ready for more.
When the cook finished the boys began. Eric had forced his way to the front of the line. Still angry over the humiliation he felt at David's hands, he took it out on Ethan as he fucked him. He knew what johns who liked it rough wanted, long hard pounding fucks. He knew how to make them scream from the pleasure of his cock on their prostates. He knew how to pull out completely and plow back in, how to go in as far as he could then pound in trying to go further. That's what he did now. Give Ethan a 50 dollar fuck. Ethan's moans turned to pleasure as Eric fucked him. All of the boys noticed it. His cries had gone from pain to delight at the sensation Eric was causing. Eric felt Ethan begin to clench on his cock, to respond to the fucking, to try to force himself on Eric's dick a little harder each time, using the swing of the hammock to do so.
'He'll make a great punk,' Eric thought. He fucked harder now, ready to shoot his load. He came and pulled out. Ethan was ready now. He was a punk and he wanted more cock. He got it.
Each boy had his turn at Ethan's cum filled ass. Each tried to fuck him as hard as they could to impress the others. Each time Ethan cried "Harder!" more and more. Each time they shot inside his ass Ethan waited for the next one with greater anticipation. Soon they began a second round, but Ethan didn't mind. He was gone. He had turned. He wanted nothing but cock in his ass. That's all there was in the world, the hammock, and the cocks inside him. He felt nothing but his ass. His legs and arms were numb from the rope but he didn't notice. His concentration was fixed on the fucking. Never had he felt anything so wonderful and intoxicating. He could feel the mixed cum of every man on board dribbling out of his ass, dripping down his cheeks. He wanted nothing but more. Eventually he began to lose sight of the room around him. Eyes open he saw nothing but beautiful boys leaning over him. Some like Scott kissed him others leered at him. He eventually shut his eyes and lost awareness of vision, then of sound. Only the cock in his ass. The cock pounding in, pulling out. The sensational torment of his prostate. The hardness of his own cock, now beginning to strain with his load. Cock in his ass dragging through his ass ring deep inside him. Out, in, out, in. Bouncing on them. His cock exploded. He arched his back shooting high into the air, bucking like a wild rodeo horse, screaming. The cock in his ass pounding away all the while. He faded from consciousness completely, unaware that the other boys were applauding his display. Applauding and preparing some for bed some for more. By morning no one knew how many times they'd fucked Ethan nor how many times Ethan had been fucked. They knew that they had a dedicated punk to use for their pleasure and that their pleasure would be his as well. They untied him and put him in his bunk where he slept peacefully until after noon.
He awoke famished, to find himself alone in the crew's quarters. He pulled on a pair of shorts and went up on deck. The other boys were hanging around the main mast area talking about a dive Eric had made from one of the higher beams.
"You dived in from there?" Ethan asked, astonished by the height.
"What's it too you?" Eric replied.
"Seems like a pretty stupid stunt to me," Ethan laughed.
Eric was on him in a flash, one had against Ethan's throat the other grabbing the boys balls and squeezing hard. Ethan gasped for breath.
"Stupid huh," Eric raged. "Think I'm stupid, do you."
Eric spun Ethan around and pushed him over the railing of the ship, yanking his shorts down.
"Time for your first official fuck as ship's punk," Eric held Ethan down with one hand and pulled his cock out with the other. "Someone get me hard."
Balthazar reached around and began stroking Eric's cock. He was ready for another go at Ethan's ass himself. Eric was hard in no time and shoving the tip of his cock past Ethan's hole deep into him. Ethan was loose and wet from a night of abuse. He starred at the water below and actually enjoyed the sensation of Eric's fuck. He was aware that a group of boys was standing around him and knew that they would each want a turn. He was ready. He knew this is what the cruise would be like for him and he was hard at the thought.
Eric grunted and came then Balthazar took his place. Before he got a chance to eat he was fucked by David, Savage the English Teacher and then by Eric again. Afterwards he at his lunch with David.
"Is it always going to be like that?" he asked.
"For the first month or so," David replied. "Then it starts to level off. How do you like it so far?"
"I hate to admit it," Ethan said. "But It's great. I never thought it would feel so good to be fucked. I even liked sucking cock, especially when Jason shot in my mouth."
"That's great," David laughed. "Eric told Balthazar that he'd never suck a cock before mine, last night. Then he sucked Balthazar off. Can you beat that. I thought he was strictly trade."
Ethan did not know what trade was but he smiled at David anyway. David smiled back and held the boy's gaze. They each leaned towards each other until their lips met. Their kiss soon became open mouthed and each felt the other's hands on the back of his head. David pulled Ethan closer to him and found the boy willingly crawling up onto his lap. David pulled Ethan's shorts down and his own dick out. Ethan stroked it until it was hard again, then he lifted himself up and then down onto David's cock. None of the other boys were around so they took their time. Each enjoying the sensation of this private fuck. Ethan felt a kind of fullness, a sense that this was where he belonged. It was more than just enjoying being fucked, it was a closeness with David that he'd not felt with any of the other boys, different from what he felt when he fucked his girlfriend back home. David kissed him and fucked him gradually becoming more passionate. He started to stroke Ethan's cock as he fucked him until both boys came, David shooting up into Ethan's ass while Ethan silmutaneously shot all over David's chest and face. Ethan bent down and licked a string of cum off of David's cheek, then kissed him. David could taste his cum on Ethan's tongue. 'Balthazar better move fast,' David thought. 'I could get used to this.'
Coming soon... Chapter Four... Ryan's story.