2 comments/ 53176 views/ 63 favorites A Cabin Boy's Duties By: cockytwink90 Alex lies on the bed and fantasizes. He's very lucky to have found this job as a cabin boy. Times are so uncertain nowadays especially for unfavored young men like him who've never had the opportunity to receive higher education. Now, if perhaps the sailors aboard this ship were not such rude fellows, this job would be perfect. But that's something he can deal with. The glances, the leers, the casual touches, the gropes, the fondles – it's all part of the game. He's the object of desire of the entire crew, and they make it clear in various not-so-subtle ways. But he isn't that kind of boy. He rejects their advances with superior ease, evading greedy hands and wriggling out of pretend-chummy embraces. Fortunately the Captain is a gentleman, unlike these men. Alex can count on his protection, and the crew knows it too. They will probably not dare going all the way - and Alex shudders at the thought with both fear and delight – lowering themselves to unspeakable things. Actually, he hasn't told Captain Reid anything of that yet. The Captain must not think of him as a distraction to his men. Alex wants to demonstrate that he is perfectly capable of being the best cabin boy the Josephine has ever had. He has just finished sweeping the kitchen when the sailor Forrest Squintley enters. "Hey, boy! How's it going?" His tone is cheerful. They always call him "boy", and Alex begins to resent it. Although he's already nineteen years old they apparently don't see him as an adult, owing to his slightly feminine features, smooth skin and slender figure. "Quite well", Alex replies, glancing at the door to make sure it is still open. "Listen, boy... I've got an idea." Squintley approaches, a determined speed in his stride. Rarely has Alex been cornered in a room, and this is one of these moments. Squintley is blocking his way, and Alex immediately watches for a way out, waits for the right moment to escape. "You know, the other sailors aren't very nice." Alex stays quiet, nods. What is this guy planning? "I can protect you from them." A lopsided smile distorts his face, and his stare is uncomfortably intense. "I have no idea what you mean." Alex pretends cluelessness while anticipating the right moment to push the man aside and flee. Squintley bends down so his face is on one level with Alex's, and he takes Alex's chin in his hand, gentle but possessive. "Don't act like you don't know. You're the prettiest young thing on board. Actually, the most beautiful one we've seen in ages." His thumb brushes over Alex's lips. "Such smooth skin, such a pretty mouth. You know how depraved my fellow sailors are. It's only a matter of time till they ravish you." "Leave me alone." Alex turns his head, backing off from the man's hand. "They will leave you alone if I protect you. See, I'm quite strong." It's true – he's towering over Alex, an intimidating figure. "If you agree to let me have you, and no one else, I'll make sure that no one bothers you." "No, I'm not doing this. Leave me!" Alex tries to jump past Squintley, toward the door, but the sailor catches him in the last second, his arm around Alex's waist. "You don't even know what you're missing, lad! I'll treat you well, I'm not like them!" Alex's elbow hits Squintley's side full force. "Owww!" The sailor lets go of him, and Alex runs. On the deck, he pauses, wiping sweat from his brow. Perhaps he should indeed complain to the Captain, he ponders. But what can Reid realistically do? Will he even believe Alex if he hasn't seen this incident – and any of the others – occur? Is it even worth telling? They have not hurt him in any way – not physically. Not yet. Only half an hour later another sailor approaches Alex, telling him that Captain Reid wants to talk to him.What can this possibly be about? The moment he enters the Captain's cabin he knows. There Forrest Squintley is, and the Captain is standing next to him, and they look at him with a stern, accusing expression on their faces. Alex breathes in deeply, assuming the worst. What on earth has this creep told Reid about him? The door falls shut, and Alex waits. "All right, lad", the Captain says, inhaling tobacco from his pipe. "This man says you've refused to service him." "There's a misunderstanding", Alex says. "He... he made an inappropiate advance toward me." Reid tilts his head, cocking an eyebrow. "And you refused?" "Why, yes, of course!" There is a short pause. Squintley looks at Reid as if to say, see? See? Reid sighs. "Come here", he orders, waving Alex closer. For a second Alex doesn't even think of questioning the order – it's the way Reid gives it, commanding as if he's done it all his life, as if it was the most natural thing in the world, and like everyone else Alex unconsciously picks up on this and obeys without thinking. He stands before Reid, so close that their feet almost touch. "It looks like you haven't yet grasped the full scope of your responsibilities, boy." Alex stares at him. These words are the last he has expected. "Excuse me?" Reid steps forward, pushing one thigh between Alex's legs with controlled force, and the only thing that prevents Alex from stumbling backward are Reid's hands squeezing his bottom, rough hands almost big enough to enclose each of his buttocks, and he gasps. "C-Captain---!" Immediately his instincts drive Alex to fight, but Reid grasps his blonde hair, jerking Alex's head back. Alex looks at Reid incredulously. His heart is pounding hard in his chest and his legs tremble. "You're supposed to do as you're told. Open your mouth." "Captain" Alex protests, "I- I'm not that kind of boy! I can't-!" His words are swiftly cut off by the sudden vigor of Reid's mouth on his lips, and the Captain invades him with a rough wet tongue, tasting of whisky and tobacco. Alex whimpers, unable to back off – Reid's hand is holding the back of his head, forcing this kiss upon him and pillaging his virgin mouth. But his bristly beard feels softer than it looks. Alex's rigid body gradually relaxes and he thinks, this doesn't feel too bad, maybe the Captain will do just this and won't go further- -but then Reid's mouth wanders down to Alex's neck, tickling the sensitive skin between the lad's neck and shoulder, and then bites him. "Ah", Alex cries out, and immediately covers his mouth. Now he's breathing hard and shallow, feels Reid's calloused hands slide up his shirt, and then the Captain whispers, "You are that kind of boy, and I will show you." Alex realizes how wrong he was. Nothing is sacred any more. The insight makes him want to surrender and turn his head away, eyes and mouth tightly closed as these scoundrels have their way with him, but he's always been a fighter. "No", he shouts, starting to struggle once more. He pushes against the other man's chest. "No, don't!" Reid's response is to grab him, one muscular arm around Alex's waist, and he covers Alex's mouth with his other hand. "Shut up", he growls, and lifts him up, hoisting him toward his bed. For a second or two the room spins, then Alex lands facedown on the mattress with a thump. He looks up to see the Captain standing in front of the bed, ordering the other man to hold Alex's arms while he removes Alex's pants. They slide down, exposing his smooth thighs, and cool air brushes over his naked bottom. The lad's squirms and kicks are answered with a hard smack on his backside. "Stay still", Reid orders. "It's going to happen either way, you might as well cooperate." Right. Alex is breathing shallowly, his face feels damp with fear. "Captain", he pleads, "be gentle, please." In this fantasy he's never done it before, and Reid is going to forcefully break him in. Oh God, this is going to hurt. "If you're good, lad." Reid's hands roam over Alex's chest under the shirt, and caress his thighs, then he orders Forrest to let go of Alex's wrists, and fetch the other men so they can watch and see. What?! Alex is shocked. Are they all going to see...? But he has no time to ponder the frightening possibilities, for Reid kneels on the bed in front of Alex's face, unzipping his jeans. They're already bulging with the hard and ready erection contained within, and when he reveals it Alex stares. It protrudes forth and points at him, deep red and demanding. Alex is speechless. Reid latches onto his massive girth with a strong hand as if handling a precious treasure, stroking and polishing it. "Suck it, boy. Come on. I've got to unload." Dutifully Alex kneels on all fours in front of him but sets on to speak, "But- I've never-" Reid responds by grabbing his quiff and directing his cock at Alex's mouth, forcing it inside, and choking Alex's surprised whimper. Tears fill Alex's eyes, and at the same time, a slight delectable tremor runs down his spine. He's on his knees and hands, his bottom exposed, and tries to keep his mouth wide open as Reid slowly starts to move. It is no use resisting the peculiar sensation – he is getting aroused himself. Warmth radiates from his groin and he knows if Reid notices he'll punish him for being a slut. The thought makes him anxious, and he knows it's just a matter of time until the Captain, or another man, will see how Alex's entrance is ready and wanting, how hard his erection is, how is body is betraying him by demanding such depraved things against his will. Why does it feel so good? I thought I didn't want this! He manages to take in more than half of Reid's length, feeling it swell and pulse on his tongue. It's hot and oozing pre-cum, making it easier to move his mouth along it forth and back. Reid caresses Alex's hair. "Ah, this is good. Keep going, lad." Soon he decides it's enough, and orders Alex to turn around. "Keep your ass up in the air." Alex obeys, not daring to look at the Captain for fear that his shameful desire is written all over his face. Rough hands pat and squeeze his buttocks. Reid reaches one hand around, pushing two digits between Alex's lips, ordering him to get those fingers wet. Alex works up more saliva, getting them thoroughly moist, because he has a suspicion where these fingers will end up. Indeed, Reid removes them only to re-enter a digit from behind. "Ah!" Alex gasps, and his body tenses. He can't suppress a whimper; never before has anything been inserted in his rear. It feels as if he has to expel that foreign object but it slides in deeper. There is no pain, not yet, but it feels extraordinarily strange. "Get used to it, slut. You're gonna get filled up with much more." "Yes", Alex mutters into the sheets, having surrendered all control but still too abashed to look at the older man. His own erection is rigid, and that humiliates him even more. He tries to relax for what is to come. Oh my God, he's going to violate me and it excites me...! The bed creaks and dips where Reid positions himself behind him, and he pushes his hard tip against Alex's entrance. The battering ram takes a few attempts to break him in. Alex whimpers and squirms, but when Reid slaps his bottom he stays still, trembling. The Captain eases his pulsating cock slowly into him, grunting, and Alex feels his ass open further. Alex cries out – it hurts, it's too uncomfortable, he can't take that massive girth. Tears well up in his eyes and he whimpers, biting down on his hand. He doesn't want to make more sounds, his own shame is already enough – even more so because the mere idea of being filled like this excites him, and the guilt over such feelings only adds to his forbidden want. Since when has he been such a lusty whore? Reid moves slowly until he is fully balls-deep up inside him, and Alex feels the burn spreading. At the same time he tries to calm down, breathe more easily. He needs to get used to it. He will. "You like it?" Reid growls. "No", Alex whines. Yes. Yes! He hears the voices and steps. They're near! Reid, too, has noticed that the others are going to be here any moment, and snaps his hips forward and back, eliciting loud cries from Alex. And they enter the cabin. There are about ten men crowding the room, watching and staring at him as he kneels on all fours on the bed, moaning and wincing as Reid takes him from behind. To his amazement, he feels a strange spot deep inside him sending shivers throughout his nerves, and his body shakes with unwanted pleasure. It tingles inside him, and he can't help but struggle against this peculiar sensation. Ohh, this is so good, I want this, I want more of this. "Hold still!" Reid orders, pushing his palm between Alex's shoulder blades, forcing his head to stay on the mattress. "You'll get more soon enough, slut." He hears the whistles, the lewd comments, the leers. The other men can see it all, and he realizes how hard he is by now, his erection leaking pre-cum. "Look, the cabin boy really likes it!" "That floozy sure needs a hard cock up his ass!" "Ohh, I can't wait to fuck him." They cheer the Captain on, telling him to take him harder. "Give it to him good!" Alex's whole body rocks back and forth as Reid ravages him, and the men's cheers are interspersed with the obscene sound of skin slapping onto skin and the Captain's grunts. It still hurts but Alex is getting used to it – with each thrust, he's stretched and primed further. "Tell me you like it", Reid commanded. Alex clings to the last shred of pride he can muster, and shakes his head. "No, no!" How can he admit to enjoying the degrading act of another man mounting him? It is animal, debased. But his body speaks for itself. Alex is hot and flustered, clearly erect, and responding to Reid's rutting with involuntary moans. "Say it!" Reid hits home with a rough thrust, simultaneously slapping his bottom. "Yes," Alex wails, hiding his face in the sheets, "yes!" "The whole sentence!" "I li-like it", Alex stutters, and can't suppress the bare truth spilling out of him. "I need it, need you to fuck me." Oh, yes, Captain, fuck me, I'm yours to take! "I don't hear you begging for it!" "Please, fuck me" Alex moans. "Fuck me, Captain, please, fuck me hard, I need it..." His voice trails off into ragged breathing. It is both painful and blissful, this unique stroking of sensitive parts deep inside him he has had no idea about. It seems so good and right to simply give himself to the other man's needs. He's the Captain's whore to be used and passed around whenever the Captain pleases. The crowd cheers them on, and Alex risks a glance to discover that many have unzipped their pants to free their erections. Several sailors stroke their hard rods as they watch him, and it's clear they can barely wait for their turn. "Fuck him, Captain!" "Give it to the whore!" Reid grunts, thrusting hard into Alex. "I'm gonna come." The twitching in his legs, his tensing hands around Alex's sides, it sends another shudder of excitement through Alex's body. He has no time to ask himself where Reid will unload, for the Captain comes instantly. His cock explodes several jets of pent-up cum deep inside Alex's aching insides, soaking him with his warm seed. "Ohh", Alex groans. The sensation of being marked is almost enough to send him over the edge. His face is hot and damp with sweat, and he realizes the men were right: he is a slut and he needs this, even if he hasn't known it before. He needs them to pin him down and take him, sticking their hard cocks into him. The urge is new but at the same time much older than him. Alex looks at them, gazing back into their hungry eyes as Reid pulls out of him. They're ready for him. Reid heaves a few exhausted breaths while he stuffs his semi-soft manhood back into his pants, and tells the sailors that they can have Alex now. "But not on the bed! Do it on the floor, you understand?" They understand, and one of the men takes charge while Reid sits back on the bed to watch. "Kneel on the floor", he orders. On shaky legs, Alex climbs from the bed to do as commanded, kneeling before one of the men he barely knows. That guy is pointing his erection at him, telling him to suck it. As Alex encloses the rigid member with his lips, he feels the Captain's seed drip out of him, and spreads his legs a bit so the others can see it. They cheer and laugh, and the sounds of their masturbating increase. A warm, musky smell fills his nostrils, mingling with the scent of tobacco, tar, and sweat of a dozen men. It smells and tastes so dirty and yet so good! "Some cream pie, eh, pals?" "The Captain filled him up good!" Encouraged by their fervent display Alex focuses on sucking that erection. It is thick and throbbing, swelling even more inside his mouth. The sailor shoves forward again pressing his cock further inside Alex's mouth, giving him the urge to gag. But he closes his eyes and pretends to be sucking a frozen ice pop. "Oh fuck", the man groans, "he's a natural." "A natural whore, is what he is", another chimes in, laughing. Alex looks up at the man, glancing up at the grinning face with wide eyes, blinking as he continues moving his head back and forth on that cock. Then he focuses his gaze back on his work, trying to take him deeper inside his mouth, but cannot. The taste becomes stronger – salty and musky, and Alex wants to touch himself but the men do not allow it. Two of them each grab one of Alex's wrists, telling him to touch their erections. He ends up servicing three men at the same time, stroking two silky taut shafts and getting his hands slippery with clear fluid, while at the same time sucking the third. That man is now close to orgasm; he grabs Alex's hair to keep him firmly in place. "Swallow it, boy!" Alex tries to be ready – his own erection twitches eagery at the anticipation – but the sailor unloads fast, and the sensation and taste are both overwhelming enough to make Alex gag. He swallows, pulls back as far as the iron grip on his head allows, causing some to ooze from his lips. He coughs once, then he is ready again. The nameless man slaps his softening cock at Alex's mouth a few more times to get rid of every last drop, then he retreats to let another have his turn. Alex pants, trembling and breathing hard. He does not even see which man now presents his raging hard cock to him, he merely focuses on his duty. The sailor grabs his cock by the base and smears glistening wet pre-cum over Alex's mouth and cheeks, and the boy closes his eyes, feeling the member being slapped it playfully against his lips. Then he slips it into Alex's mouth, and he resumes lovingly, but hungrily sucking it. Soon Alex gets the hang of how to vary his actions; he works up as much saliva as he can manage, and twirls his tongue around and under the tip. When he touches and laps at the frenulum the sailor grunts harder, and grabs Alex's head with both hands, face-fucking him. A slight panic of the most delectable sort makes the fine hair on Alex's nape stand up. More control is being taken from him; the other man is using him as he pleases, and there is nothing he can do but to give in to the male need. He moans against the big cock that is abusing his mouth, and resolves to swallow it better this time. Incredible. I'm completely submissive under their forceful control. But this sailor seems to have other intentions. He pulls out quickly, and orders Alex to get on all fours. "Yes, fuck him", the others chant. "Jesus Christ, look at that dirty boy whore, he can't get enough!" Alex is still wet and stretched wide from the Captain's assault, and the man spreads his buttocks, thrusting his erection between them. It slides in with ease, forcing a moan from Alex. Immediately there's another sailor kneeling in front of him, pushing his cock inside the lad's mouth. A Cabin Boy's Duties They're now fucking him from both front and rear, and he submits to their increasingly steady rhythm. A fine sheen of sweat covers his face, and he has difficulties keeping his mouth open. The one sailor slams his hips fiercely against Alex's ass while the other is slowly guiding his cock in and out of Alex's mouth. It feels silky smooth and tastes of salt, and Alex does all he can to keep his tongue wet and cheeks hollow. When the other man's frenzied thrusts into his behind subside, Alex braces himself to feel another hot load, and he is not disappointed. He feels the new blasts of cum even better than the last, and some leaks out his full hole, down his legs. There are other hands pawing at him, fondling his bottom but he does not turn around to look. He has a job to do. He works that cock with more suction, eager to finish him. "That slut is amazing!" the man in front of him moans, and then grunts as he reaches climax. Alex remembers to swallow quickly as cum suddenly floods his mouth, and he can feel the shaft throb as it pumps jet after delicious jet of cum into him. What an astonishing sensation! He can't stop working that cock, not now. He keeps swallowing and sucking hard, moving his mouth up and down the man's length. Several stray drops of semen run down the corners of his mouth, dripping from his chin. "Enough now, let me have a go", another sailor demands. Alex's current man pulls out of the boy's mouth; and fascinatedly Alex watches the semi-soft member, covered in cum and spit, trailing a line from its tip to his mouth. But he can't admire it for long because the next guy is eager to be serviced, and forces his cock between Alex's sore jaws. Another man enters him from behind, and he's in a hurry – his cock slips over Alex's entrance, bounces up and back, until he forces it in. Once again Alex is rocked forth and back, impaled on a hot, hard rod. They all are like that, rigid and ready, and Alex wondered how long they have gone without sex. He's getting close to coming without even having touched himself. The stimulation from inside is glorious. He hasn't known that such a thing is possible. Soon, his little hole quivers and contracts around the sailor's cock, making him groan with pleasure. "My God, that boy's got a talented ass!" "And smooth and round like a girl's", another man comments. Someone slaps Alex's buttocks. "Such hot buns, I can't wait to shoot my jizz all over them." Alex wants to shout yes, drench me in your cum, I want to be covered in it, but he can't, not with his mouth completely filled, and his only response is a choked moan. He hears the slapping wet sounds of several men stroking themselves, unable to resist the call of the raging bull between their legs; their heaving breaths as they wait for their turn to pounce on him. The guy in front of Alex pulls out and takes aim; and a hot milky-white ribbon lands on Alex's face. The boy gasps in surprise, winces when another spurt lands on his eye. "Ohh, fuck", he groans, unprepared for this type of assault. He lifts up one hand – which is very difficult, since both his arms hurt from supporting himself on all fours – to wipe the semen from his eye, and utters a curse when he feels it sting and burn. "Get used to it, whore", someone sneers. "That's only the beginning!" Boisterous laughter. He realizes that the guy behind him has pulled out and with a soft splat, more seed lands on his back and bottom. Someone cheers. "Let me turn around!" Alex can't hold this position any more, his wrists are beginning to hurt and his knees are sore from scraping over the floor. He looks up at the Captain who sits on the bed, and sees him smile. Apparently Reid enjoys the show. The other men are also eager for a change; and Alex finds himself manhandled to lie on his back. Rough, calloused hands touch his belly and roam over his sides, then one man positions himself between Alex's legs. "Hold yourself open for me, slut", he commands, and Alex complies. Holding his bent legs far back with one hand under each knee he gives him easy access, and the next man guides his cock inside. Even so, lying on his back, Alex can't relax his arms for long. Two men kneel to his sides left and right, and order him to stroke their cocks with his hands. The other who is fucking him bends Alex's legs back even further, allowing for even deeper penetration. "My God", Alex gasps when the big tool fills and stuffs him all the way, and hits an oversensitive area spot-on. He clasps his hands tighter around the erections he's holding, forgetting to fondle them. The stimulation is exquisite, almost unbearable, and his thighs and cock tremble and twitch with building-up tension. Alex has lost control long ago but now seems to be losing even more. He whimpers and moans, squirming, but the sailor holds his thighs in a vice-like grip, pounding hard into him. His face is right above Alex's, showing a determined expression as he fucks the cabin boy. He goes as far as getting hold of the boy's wrists and pushing away the other men, leaning forward and keeping Alex's arms pinned to the ground. "Ohh", Alex screams, driven crazy by the friction of relentless rutting against his prostate. Warm tingling shocks run through every little nerve in his body, and his balls start to feel hot and taut, on the brink of shooting. "Oh my God!" He arches his back against the stranger as his climax erupts. He hasn't even known that he's had so much of this pent-up energy inside him! A peculiar tingle spreads through his body and even his face as two, three jets of cum spill onto his stomach. Through the clouds of his orgasm Alex hears their whistles and cheers. To see him come is a reward for them; it confirms what they've known about him all the time: that he needs to be used like this, that he gets off on being passed around in this way Alex isn't sure how many have fucked him altogether, how often they've shot their load into his ass and mouth, but judging from the amounts of semen that's running over him and dripping out of him it seems that everyone has had his turn - at least twice. . . . Alex lies on the bed, breathing hard as he usually does after a long run, and it's no surprise – I've exercised my imagination quite hard! Exercised. Hehe. He's still holding his softening cock, and his own cum covers his stomach just like in his mind's images – one spurt has even reached his shirt although he's pulled it all the way up to his clavicle. He closes his eyes and wonders how the scenario might continue from here. Maybe the Captain will decide that he'll be Alex's only man, much to the disappointment of the crew, of which some even dare to imply that the Captain alone could not possibly satisfy that ravenous slut of a cabin boy. But Reid makes sure that Alex has no time to think about them at all. Soon Alex learns to be ready every time Reid wants him, always opening his legs and mouth willingly for his Captain. And he enjoys the hungry glances from the other men, basking in the heat of their gazes. The recent encounter has only fueled their desire further, but being not allowed to touch him any more frustrates them to no end. He's the Captain's whore, and no one else's now. What fun it is to tease them! Sometimes Alex scrubs the deck wearing only his shorts and nothing else so he can practically feel their looks all over his skin. Sometimes he wonders what it would take for any of these guys to forget the Captain's orders, and to simply yank Alex's shorts down and mount him right here and now; nevermind the punishment they'd receive for violating the Captain's property. He lies on the bed and fans himself. Soon he will have to fantasize some more.