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Subject: Caribbean Adventure Chapter 10 I have two passions: sailing and boys, so it seemed only natural to bring the two together for you. Hopefully you’ll enjoy either sailing or boys, or maybe both! I have to confess that i enjoyed writing this, with a lot of of written as i flew to the Southern Hemisphere. I recommend it as a great way of whiling away the hours! If there are sailors out there, I’d love to hear from you. If you are potential crew, I’d love to hear from you. And if anyone wants to give me feedback or have a chat, my email is ota. Needless to say that the there’s fact and fiction in here, and that any sections implying activities that involve contact with minors are of course entirely fictional. So I invite you to step onboard my fantasy world and sail off over the horizon with me. I discovered Nifty a year ago. It’s an awesome resource for reasons that we all understand and it costs money to keep it going, so please be sure to donate to .Org in order to ensure that it keeps allowing freedom of thought and expression. Live aboard boys A season sailing in the Caribbean CHAPTER 10 I hammered on their cabin door at 8am. “Hands off cocks, hands on socks” i shouted, as the old naval ditty goes. “We’ve got work to do boys.” Two naked boys appeared in the galley 5 minutes later. “Morning Jack, morning Jonno. Right, breakfast is on the go, but first the two of you need a good shower. That’s one with soap and hot water. You’re both crusted in dried cum. Yuck!” I said with a smile. “Whose fault was that daddy?” said Jonno. “It seemed to be raining daddy cum from the skylight. I wonder why?” He added with a grin. “Go, now, before i take you in there and scrub you myself!”. They trotted off to the shower together. Ten minutes later i had two clean boys and breakfast was on the table. There wasn’t much chat to start with as the boys tucked in, wolfing back food as if they were half starved. I let a few minutes pass and then started to lay out a plan for the day. “OK boys, let’s chat about what we need to do today. The bridge into the inner lagoon opens at midday. By the time Tiketeetoo is tied up at her new mooring, it’ll be around 1pm. Simon needs to be at the airport by 2pm, so we’ll need to be pretty sharpish in getting him ashore once he’s moved the boat and locked her up. I reckon that we should get the boys’ gear over here this morning, so let’s go across in the dinghy after breakfast and suggest that. If we agree to pick them up at 11am, that’ll give them time to pack. Then, once we been over to see them, i need to nip ashore. We need some more food so that i can feed you all, and i want to see if i can beg a favour from our agent and borrow their big RIB (better known as a rigid hulled inflatable boat, which is both very fast and stable and can carry a lot more people and gear than our little dinghy). “Yeah” said Jonno. `Great idea. Can we take it for a spin?” “Let’s see if it’s available first, but yes, I don’t see why not. We can use it to ferry the boys and their gear over, and then we can use it to get Simon to the airport quickly. Does that make sense?” After nods of agreement i had the boys clear away breakfast and get dressed before we all headed ashore. “Hi Nancy, I’m back” as i walked into the yacht agent’s office “and i come asking a favour please” i said, with a smile. Five minutes later i had the keys to a 7 metre long RIB with twin 115hp outboards on the back. This was Nancy’s husband’s pride and joy, so I’d be in deep shit if i damaged it. I won’t bore you with the details but a deal was arranged and I picked up the keys. Then we headed off to the supermarket. “Common boys, help me with the shopping. Any special requests?” We cruised the aisles with the boys chucking way too much stuff in and me putting half of it back on the shelf. When we got to the personal goods section i saw Jack surreptitiously drop in two large tubes of KY. I added another two, which didn’t go unnoticed by the boys, who grinned. Jack rubbed his crutch none too subtly. By the time we’d done we almost needed a second trolley. I paid (ouch) and had the boys push the cart back to the dock. “Right boys, help me to unload. Then Jack please return the trolley and Jonno please tie the dinghy carefully to the back of the RIB.” Within 5 minutes we were ready to cast off. I attached the kill cord to my thigh, so that the engines would stop if I should fall out, fired up the engines and signalled the boys to cast off the lines. The boys grumbled at my obeying the 6 knots speed limit in the harbour, accusing me of driving `like a grandma’ but we’d have time for speed and fun later. We got back to Belle Aventure, unloaded, unpacked and had a cool drink. “Can you please make the twin guest cabin ready for the boys? Make them up a bed each with fresh linen.” “Aww” said Jonno, “I was kinda hoping that they could sleep in with us.” “Were you başakşehir escort indeed? Nice try buster, but they’ll need their own space, even if things do maybe get a bit more fluid once they’re settled in. Let me know when you’re done please; it’s almost time to head over to collect them.” As the big RIB approached Tiketeetoo, one of the boys (Seb or Scotty, as you know, with their clothes on it’s impossible to tell) let out a wolf whistle. “Wow, that’s a beast. Is that yours Tim?” “I wish” i said, “no, I borrowed it for the day.” Their faces lit up. “Are you boys packed and ready to go?” Simon came on deck. I explained the plan and said that I’d take the boys and their gear over to Belle Aventure now and bring them back in time for Simon to head over for the bridge opening. I’d then follow Tiketeetoo in the RIB and stand by to collect everyone and take Simon to the airport. The boys had two bags each. The Simon came on deck with some freezer bags. “You’d better take this lot too as it’ll only go to waste whilst I’m away.” With everything loaded we made our way back to the boat. Gear was offloaded and quickly stowed. Whilst we were doing this i overheard the boys chatting: “Daddy says that this is your cabin but that we can swap around if we like to once you’re settled in.” “Awesome” said Seb, “does that include sharing your daddy’s bed too? Scotty and I do that with Simon all the time and we’d kinda miss it whilst he’s gone.” Jack beamed a smile and said: “I don’t think you’ll find our Daddy objecting, and his bed is huge, in fact big enough for all of us, so let’s give him a surprise!” My cock throbbed in my pants. Damn, how was I going to control this lot? We went through the bridge at midday on the dot. We got Tiketeetoo tied up and secured ahead of schedule. Simon loaded his gear onto the RIB. I saw him looking at his boat and sensed his unease. “Do you want to go and see your friends who’ll be keeping an eye on her? We have time.” I said. Simon smiled and nodded. So we took that detour, which set his mind at ease and then headed off to the airport landing. There’s no speed limit inside the lagoon, so i opened the throttles and took the RIB across the smooth water at 40 knots. We were there in no time at all. There were goodbyes, hugs, kisses and tears. We waved Simon goodbye, having first reminded him to let the yacht agents know the time of his return flight so that we could all meet him. And with that, we were were a family of 5 for a week. Seb and Scotty looked a bit downcast. “Who wants to go for a swim?” I ventured. Four smiling faces. We picked up towels, a cooler with cold drinks, some snacks and factor 30 suntan cream and then we were off, heading back into the inner lagoon, passing Tiketeetoo as we did so, leaving her bobbing in our wake. Then we took the small cut through the reef and out into Marigot Bay, where we’d had that momentous meeting with Jonno and Jack’s parents just a few days previously. I deliberately steered a course wide of where their boat had been anchored, but i needn’t have bothered: they were gone. I quickly cast a glance at Jonno and Jack, but I don’t think that they’d even noticed: they were too busy chattering and laughing with Seb and Scotty. “Who’s going to help me steer?” I asked? “Me, me me…..” OK, no shortage of volunteers. `It’s about 40 minutes to where i want to go, so 10 minutes each, OK? Jack, Jonno, would you mind if i let our guests go first?” “Seb and Scotty, as you guys haven’t driven anything as powerful as this before, i think that you should sit on my lap and steer. That way i can guide you if needed and look after the throttles.” Scotty (I could tell, as he liked to wear green speedos) hopped ontonmy lap with a thump. “Ooof, steady little fella. Kinda tender down there.” Scotty wiggled his bum, smiled and took the wheel with both hands. Now when you’re doing close to 35 knots in a RIB in any sort of swell, the bows slam, so you get used to a rhythmic pounding as you bounce along. I’m not sure if it was this, or the warmth of Scotty’s bum against my thighs, but within a couple of minutes i had a raging hard on. There was no doubt that Scotty felt it, as he wriggled his bum some more and there was an arrow like tent in his speedos. I’m guessing the movement of the nylon on his cock head was just adding to the fun. I looked down after a few minutes and saw a little damp patch in his speedos, just where the tent peaked. Jack obviously noticed it too: “Scotty’s pee pee is leaking” he giggled. “You’re growing up now Jack, and growing boys don’t have pee pees, they have cocks or dicks. And Scotty’s got a little pre cum, which is natural when you get excited. In fact I probably have some too.” Scotty shifted his sweet little speedo clad bum aside to reveal an enormous pre cum soaked damp patch in my shorts. “Wow, Daddy” exclaimed Jack and Jonno together. halkalı escort “Can we look?” “If you like” i replied. “How about you Scotty. Can the boys see yours too?” Scotty didn’t need asking…..he lifted his bum to let Jonno slide his speedos down over his 6 inch nail, taking care to avoid touching the tip, to reveal a glistening bead of pre cum just leaving the slit on the tip of his cock. I lifted my bum off the seat to allow Jack to do the same. Seb put himself between Jack and Jonno, with his own 6 inch nail making a very obvious tent in his speedos. “Go on then guys, take a lick or else I’ll take them both!” said Seb. Jack and Jonno tentatively homed in on their targets. Watching my 11 year old son licking Scotty’s beautiful almost 12 year old cockhead was enough to put my pre cum machine into overdrive. Poor Jack was kept busy and half of it was over his face. Wow! Seb kneeled and skinned Jack and Jonno’s trunks down to their ankles. He squeezed both boys’ cocks from their bases and was rewarded with the tiniest jewel of pre cum from each of them. He licked the droplet off one and then the other, licking his lips after each and then expertly tossed my boys, alternately varying his pace and moving in to suck each of them in turn. He’d been well taught. Meanwhile Jack and Jonno continued to work on Scotty and I, also alternating sucking and working us both with their hands. Scotty had given up trying to steer and my mind was elsewhere, so I pulled the throttles back to idle. Just as i did so, Scotty squeaked “I’m gonna cum” and a moment later spasmed as he shot his little load into Jonno’s warm mouth. Moment’s later, Seb bought Jonno and Jack to their climaxes, with little dribbles of clear cum popping out of their cocklets. Watching my boys reach orgasm together was enough to push me over the edge, filling Jack’s mouth to overflowing. Everyone was spent. Except Seb. His speedos were still tented and the damp patch had grown. I beckoned him over. “How about you studmuffin?” “I loved that daddy Tim, but i want to save myself for later. I have other plans” he said, winking as he did so. With cum everywhere we needed a swim. I gunned the throttles and completed the remaining few miles to the secluded anchorage where i knew we could swim undisturbed. The boys put the anchor over the side and moments later they followed it, all naked. I put the swim ladder out and then followed them in. The water was crystal clear and a perfect temperature. We played around for an hour or so and then one by one climbed back onboard, with the boys spreading themselves out over the sun lounger. “Boys, there’s still a lot of heat in the sun, so you’re going to need some factor 30. I don’t want you all sunburned on day 1.” I duly spread cream over 4 sets of backs, shoulders and legs. The boys must have been tired and spent, as there was remarkably little fuss as i did so, well until I got to Seb, who was last in line. Let’s say that he was an active participant in the application of his sun tan cream, especially when it came to doing his butt. I thought I’d finished when he turned over and said “Other side please”. As he lay on his back his boy spike pointed skywards, like a tent pole he said “You’d better make sure that I don’t get burned there daddy Tim”, and watched and wriggled as i applied cream to his chest and then down over his flat tummy and boy V, to his rock hard spike and tight ballsack. That should have been where it ended. In fact i was half expecting that he’d want me to toss him off. But Seb had other ideas. “Your turn now daddy Tim. I mean, we don’t want our captain getting sunburned do we?” Well, so far so good with my legs, back and shoulders. Then Seb started on my bum. Let’s just say that his interpretation of where the the sun might shine was increasingly adventurous. I was enjoying his attention. I was also enjoying the feeling of his warm body against mine and what felt like his hard cock against my thigh. I thought to myself that it was interesting how two identical twins could be so alike physically, but so different in nature. Scotty was quiet and quite shy. Seb was quite the adventurous type and seemed used to leading his brother. I’d also seen how he’d started to do so with Jonno and Jack, who were 9 months his junior, and how they’d willingly accepted his leadership. This became clear a minute later when Seb announced, “OK boys. You know what to do.” With that, Jack and Jonno scooted over and kneeled either side of my butt whilst Scotty knelt in front of my face. “Now” barked Seb. And with that, Scotty shoved his semi hard cock into my mouth whilst Jack and Jonno pulled my butt cheeks wide open. A second later there was a shooting pain in my butthole as evidently Seb thrust his 6 inch nail into my butt, balls deep, without a pause. As much as i tried, I couldn’t say anything as my mouth was filled şirinevler escort with boy cock. Seb took a second and then started shafting my butt, giving me the full benefit of his gorgeous long cocklet with every stroke. It felt amazing. Just as i was thinking that it would feel even better once his cock had filled out and added thickness to its length, Seb said: “OK bro, part 2”. Seb rolled the two of us onto his back, his cock still inside me, taking me with him, leaving my legs in the air. Scotty grabbed the same tube of sun cream and slathered some on his spike, whilst wiping more around my arsehole and his brother’s cock, which was half inside me. I didn’t have to think hard in order to know what was coming next. Scotty lined up his cock alongside his brother’s, squeezing the narrow tip in between his brother’s thin shaft and my still quite tight hole. Scotty pushed. I pushed back. “Go on, take its daddy Tim” he said. I shifted position a bit to make the angle easier, and Scotty’s cock slid in alongside his brother’s, although not without some discomfort on my side. “Whoa. Take it easy with my hole boys.” I should have saved my breath. The boys started to fuck me in unison. The feeling was indescribable. I lay back, in heaven, only to hear a series of clicks, as Jack photographed the boys fucking me from every angle. “Apparently daddy Simon likes to keep a photo album” said Jonno. “Maybe we should do so too. I hope we can have some copies. This is super hot.” Putting the camera down, Jonno bent down and started to suck my cock, which i have to say had gone soft at the shock of the two boy invasion. He started jacking his own cock with his right hand. Not to be left out, Jack filled my mouth with his gorgeous thick dick….almost as thick as these two lovely boys together. Having already cum just an hour before, Seb and Scotty seemed to go on forever. I didn’t mind in the least; looking down and seeing their long thin cocks and the hairless Vs above them pounding in and out of me was something I could watch forever. I reached down behind Scotty and found his rosebud. I pushed. He relaxed. I pushed again. My finger slipped inside his ring. For a while he got finger fucked as he fucked me. But as he relaxed even more, my index finger started to strike his prostate and I knew as soon as it did that this was the end: his prostate pumped itself hard and then i felt it pulse as Scotty released his cum inside me. Feeling his brother’s cock throbbing inside me as it spewed out its second load of the afternoon, Seb followed moments later: I could feel his body tense and writhe beneath me. Little Jack pulled his thick cocklet out of my mouth and with a few strokes of his hand, unleashed a spatter of clear cum droplets over my face. Watching Jack’s cocklet unload and tasting his boy cum on my lips was enough for me. Despite still having Seb and Scotty deep inside me, I arched my back, lifted my hips and shots stream of jizz into Jonno’s mouth. He swallowed hard and then moaned as his own 4 inch cocklet oozed cum from the long nozzle of soggy skin covering his glans. Everyone collapsed in a heap, aftershocks still shivering down our spines. We dozed off i guess, because the sun was low in the sky when i next looked up. Mindful that we needed to get back before sunset, i woke the boys, had them haul up the anchor and set course for home. I had 4 boys up in the bow of the boat, doing their best `Titanic’ impressions. Half an hour later i slowed down to enter the channel and we tied up alongside Belle Aventure just before sunset. Three of the boys unloaded the RIB whilst i grabbed Scotty to help be prepare supper. We chatted about this and that as we opened tins and fried some sausages and bacon and griddled some pancakes. More or less breakfast for supper, but I knew the boys wouldn’t object. “Was that your guitar i saw coming onboard this morning Scotty?” He beamed. “Yes, it was my grandpas. He gave it to me when i was 7 and taught me to play.” “So will you play for us later?” I asked. After supper was cleared, we sat under the stars and Scotty played for us. Not only was he an accomplished guitarist, built both he and Seb had the most angelic voices with the purity of sound that lasts maybe a year or two before the puberty monster hits. I have to confess that i had tears silently rolling down my cheeks as they sang, wrapped up in the beauty of the moment. I pulled Jonno and Jack close to me, gave them a squeeze and kissed them each of the top of their heads. A few weeks ago I could never have imagined enjoying such a blissful scene. But it was getting late. “Boys, bedtime i think, don’t you? There was no dissent. “Let’s make an early start tomorrow and go sailing. If we get up at around 8am I’ll return the RIB whilst you guys get breakfast ready. There’s a bridge out at 9am, so let’s aim for that. We can decide where we want to go once we’re out in the bay, so let me know if you have any special requests. So, brush your teeth and get to bed. I’ll be down to say goodnight in a while.” The boys followed each other down the stairs. I sat for a moment in the still of the night, pondering my good fortune.

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