Me thinks I want you
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
6,356
Reviews:
13
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
never let you go
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Cannon balls rocked the sides of the pirate ship as the Spanish galleon shot their ammunition desperately. The pirates jeered as the Spanish sailors ran from cannon to cannon, brandishing their swords and swearing in Spanish. The Pirate King also known as the captain of the ship, watched uninterested from the deck, knowing full well that the battle would be over in about 10 minutes. He stroked the stubble on his square jaw, kohl lined ebony eyes narrowed at the sight of one young man.
Arabella, the old cook, had brought him onto the ship as a young boy, to be an apprentice to the ship. 12 years later, at the bright young age of 18, he had grown into a handsome, beautiful youth that was William Blithley. The Pirate King watched as he paced between cannons restlessly. He watched the muscles in the young man’s jaw clench as the ship took a hit. William flicked a lock of curly brown hair out of his green eyes with a shake of his head and pursed his full lips, his tanned brow furrowed in concern as he steadied himself. His long lashed eyes widened as the ship gave another lurch that sent him into the mast. His large shirt was fastened with bands of leather at his wrists and at his waist, but a large amount of his bronzed chest was visible. The pirate king could see toned muscles working underneath the tight pants as William’s lithe body kicked its way free of the boxes surrounding it. He gave a cry of frustration and kicked the box before limping his way back to the cannons. The Pirate King kept his grin to himself as he watched the firm behind of the young man. Humming a bawdy song that he had recently heard in a tavern, he went into his quarters, barely noticing the lurches that the ship made as he sat himself on his bed.
He slowly unbuttoned his silk breeches, relishing one of the few times he ever got to do this. He took them off, one leg at time, revealing tanned and toned thighs. He never wore anything underneath, loving the feel of silk upon bare skin. He unbuttoned his loose shirt and threw it over a chair. Standing in the middle of his room nude, he walked over to his door and locked it. He lay down on his satin sheets, gathering a bunch of it in his fist and rubbing it slowly over his bare skin. The silky fabric stimulated his every pore, the contrast of smooth satin against his skin causing him to involuntarily shudder. His length came to life, proudly displaying its large size. He closed his eyes and pictured William. That memory when he accidently walked in on William bathing made his arousal grow even more. He remembered it so vividly because it was the first time the pirate king had ever lost control. He had walked down there to settle a useless quarrel that his crew was yelling about. After he had settled it by knocking a few heads together, he frowned hearing splashing water just around the corner. Thinking it a leak in his beautiful ship, he went to check it out. His jaw dropped when he turned the corner, William was washing himself. He was completely nude, water dripping down every line of his body. William gave a little sigh and squeezed the wet towel over his head, causing water droplets to run down his body. The pirate king followed one particular drop of water that ran slowly down the middle of his back, disappearing into the cleft of William’s firm and round behind. He almost gave into the urge to crush the boy against the wall of the ship and take him…hard.
The pirate king slowly rubbed the satin sheets in circles on his stomach, steadily rubbing lower. When the vision of that water droplet dribbling into the boy’s butt came into his mind, he couldn’t take it anymore and he finally took his length in his fistful of silk. He bit his lip to keep from moaning when he felt the smooth fabric rub against his hard arousal. He slowly pumped it. Groaning in frustration, he cast aside the sheets and took his length in his bare hand. He slowly spread the precum on his tip with his thumb, and ran his hand over his length. When he ran one finger up and down the hard length, he imagined William’s tongue running up and down instead. When he took his length in his fist, he imagined William’s full lips taking him instead. As he slowly pumped his arousal, he imagined taking William against the wall of the ship, water running down his slender back and running into where his arousal was moving in and out of the boy’s tight passage.
He came with a muffled shout, his satisfaction spurting out in white arcs and onto the white satin sheets. As the pirate king caught his breath, he couldn’t help but wish it was real.
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guys please review
oh and tell me a good name for the Pirate King :D I couldn't think of one
Cannon balls rocked the sides of the pirate ship as the Spanish galleon shot their ammunition desperately. The pirates jeered as the Spanish sailors ran from cannon to cannon, brandishing their swords and swearing in Spanish. The Pirate King also known as the captain of the ship, watched uninterested from the deck, knowing full well that the battle would be over in about 10 minutes. He stroked the stubble on his square jaw, kohl lined ebony eyes narrowed at the sight of one young man.
Arabella, the old cook, had brought him onto the ship as a young boy, to be an apprentice to the ship. 12 years later, at the bright young age of 18, he had grown into a handsome, beautiful youth that was William Blithley. The Pirate King watched as he paced between cannons restlessly. He watched the muscles in the young man’s jaw clench as the ship took a hit. William flicked a lock of curly brown hair out of his green eyes with a shake of his head and pursed his full lips, his tanned brow furrowed in concern as he steadied himself. His long lashed eyes widened as the ship gave another lurch that sent him into the mast. His large shirt was fastened with bands of leather at his wrists and at his waist, but a large amount of his bronzed chest was visible. The pirate king could see toned muscles working underneath the tight pants as William’s lithe body kicked its way free of the boxes surrounding it. He gave a cry of frustration and kicked the box before limping his way back to the cannons. The Pirate King kept his grin to himself as he watched the firm behind of the young man. Humming a bawdy song that he had recently heard in a tavern, he went into his quarters, barely noticing the lurches that the ship made as he sat himself on his bed.
He slowly unbuttoned his silk breeches, relishing one of the few times he ever got to do this. He took them off, one leg at time, revealing tanned and toned thighs. He never wore anything underneath, loving the feel of silk upon bare skin. He unbuttoned his loose shirt and threw it over a chair. Standing in the middle of his room nude, he walked over to his door and locked it. He lay down on his satin sheets, gathering a bunch of it in his fist and rubbing it slowly over his bare skin. The silky fabric stimulated his every pore, the contrast of smooth satin against his skin causing him to involuntarily shudder. His length came to life, proudly displaying its large size. He closed his eyes and pictured William. That memory when he accidently walked in on William bathing made his arousal grow even more. He remembered it so vividly because it was the first time the pirate king had ever lost control. He had walked down there to settle a useless quarrel that his crew was yelling about. After he had settled it by knocking a few heads together, he frowned hearing splashing water just around the corner. Thinking it a leak in his beautiful ship, he went to check it out. His jaw dropped when he turned the corner, William was washing himself. He was completely nude, water dripping down every line of his body. William gave a little sigh and squeezed the wet towel over his head, causing water droplets to run down his body. The pirate king followed one particular drop of water that ran slowly down the middle of his back, disappearing into the cleft of William’s firm and round behind. He almost gave into the urge to crush the boy against the wall of the ship and take him…hard.
The pirate king slowly rubbed the satin sheets in circles on his stomach, steadily rubbing lower. When the vision of that water droplet dribbling into the boy’s butt came into his mind, he couldn’t take it anymore and he finally took his length in his fistful of silk. He bit his lip to keep from moaning when he felt the smooth fabric rub against his hard arousal. He slowly pumped it. Groaning in frustration, he cast aside the sheets and took his length in his bare hand. He slowly spread the precum on his tip with his thumb, and ran his hand over his length. When he ran one finger up and down the hard length, he imagined William’s tongue running up and down instead. When he took his length in his fist, he imagined William’s full lips taking him instead. As he slowly pumped his arousal, he imagined taking William against the wall of the ship, water running down his slender back and running into where his arousal was moving in and out of the boy’s tight passage.
He came with a muffled shout, his satisfaction spurting out in white arcs and onto the white satin sheets. As the pirate king caught his breath, he couldn’t help but wish it was real.
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guys please review
oh and tell me a good name for the Pirate King :D I couldn't think of one