I had heard Sadie, who was behind the set controlling cameras etc, laughing on more than one occasion, but despite being bonkers, it was probably quite accurate.
First mate John had a word in our captain’s ear, and then issued me the instruction, “Show ‘im what we do with mutineeeerrrrs.”
Delighted I laughed as Chris and Kerry hauled Alex to his feet and I gleefully ripped the clothing from his body.
Curtis hustled in and bound Alex’s hands behind his back, and then we forced him back to his knees and gagged him, before throwing him over a large treasure chest.
(Empty, unfortunately!)
I was already covered, and Alex was already lubed, so before he could drag the air back into his lungs, I was inside him.
We had decided against blow jobs. Just didn’t seem like the done thing. A step too far for pirate etiquette?
But fucking a willing or unwilling morsel in the ass. Yea, we were pretty sure that was authentic.
Sadly, Master David was not going to get the awesome view of John ploughing Alex’s ass. Alex had only once managed to stay conscious when being fucked by John, so it was too dangerous. We wanted him to fake pass out, not really pass out.
Still I gave him a good rough fucking, as he yelled and squirmed underneath me, until I came with some brutally hard trusts deep inside him.
Curtis had discreetly covered and lubed, while turned away from the cameras, so no sooner did I step back from his panting form, than Curtis pushed inside.
I heard Master David whoop in delight as he watched, despite the volume of the trash talking that we were throwing at Alex.
He may have been hollering and struggling, but Alex remained as hard as a rock.
Having had my turn, I went and broke out the grog. Handing bottles out to the crew (light ale with the labels ‘aged’ to be unreadable), and a tankard to the Captain and First Mate.
(That was weak shandy, as Master David was on a fuck load of medication already.)
We yelled encouragement and abuse as Curtis spilled his manliness into my guy’s ass, and then Kerry stepped up.
No beer or breathing space for Alex.
Now Kerry doesn’t partake very often. I hadn’t known him that well prior to this little adventure, but we had become good friends over the last few months.
Kerry is gay but doesn’t ever switch like his slave Will does. As I do, come to that, although in my case only with my own girls.
Kerry likes to watch. Will spends a lot of time in the voyeurs room and being used by various other people. Also the two of them enjoy being watched themselves with the whip play.
Kerry had only decided to take part in the gang bang a couple of days ago. I guess he was more comfortable with Alex and I now.
I hadn’t told Alex!
Now I watched, grinning, as Kerry slipped a hand roughly around Alex’s throat and gripped, pulling him backwards even as he thrust inside.
Alex knows when someone new is taking him, and his arousal level instantly peeked.
My grin became a laugh when Kerry started rumbling into his ear in a low, constant voice.
It sounded like a threat, but I couldn’t understand a word as it seemed to be Irish (or Gaeilge/Gaelic). Alex has eight languages fluently, plus a couple in progress, but Irish isn’t one of them and the look of frustration on his face was priceless.
I sniggered into my beer and hoped fervently that Sadie was zooming in on that expression.
She did, and Kerry later admitted to me that he didn’t know what it meant either. He had simply been repeating an old lullaby his ancient great granny used to sing him to sleep with!
“The language of my people,” he had said over dinner. Unconsciously touching his fingers to his heart as he did so, which I thought was lovely, before sighing, “I really should make the effort.”
Kerry hammered Alex hard enough to make him sob. When he decided to play, he really played. Of course, he is a sadist.
He semi-choked Alex throughout, and Alex was right on the edge of cumming before Kerry filled his condom and withdrew, leaving Alex hanging (and gasping for breath).
Next surprise.
Chris and Will.
Their audition had been so much fun we decide it was worth repeating.
Alex screamed into the gag as both boys pushed deep into his ass.
We were all laughing now (apart from Alex, whose distress was on an equal level with his excitement), and we clapped to keep time with their thrusts.
Unable to control himself any longer, Alex came, spectacularly, and we all cheered.
Then Will started slapping his ass in-between thrusts and admonishing him for such disgusting behavior.
Chris came first (they were egging each other on), so Will was the victor in some kind of private competition and finished Alex off.
Alex was now trembling from head to foot, sprawled over the chest, covered in sweat, and gasping air in, between his sobs.
Shit was getting real!
Master David without prompting, rose to his feet and yelled, “Whip him!” and we were soon swinging a rope over a handy (it just happened to be there, honestly!) bracket.
Curtis, Kerry, and Chris dragged Alex towards us. With difficulty as he was not cooperating.
John and I were waiting with more rope, and we quickly re-tied his hands in front of him ready to lift him up.
Alex was struggling more now, so all five of us were tripping over each other to restrain him.
I dragged the gag clear and (fake) slapped his face a few times to subdue him. Alex sagged and John hauled him up.
All the movement and confusion gave me ample opportunity to check on Alex, and make sure he was okay to proceed.
By the time he was secured, growling curses at us, his chest and abs wet with sweat, he was also hard again.
As he gave me the ‘okay to continue’ signal, he was breathing hard. Pure excitement.
We had decided to let Will grab the cat o’nine tails and bring it to Kerry.
Will was stripped to the waist, and he still had faint whip marks on his body from Kerry’s last practice session.
We thought that looked good in the role, and Master David agreed afterwards that seeing a marked young man hand the instrument of his own punishment over to his master was really moving.
It moved us all actually. Moved our cocks anyway, as we were all instantly hard when Will presented the whip to Kerry and the tension, need, and hunger just snapped tight between them.
Such a horny pair.
Alex was the only one of us who had stayed in character so far, total bunch of amateurs.
He eyed the whip warily and started trying to bargain with the captain. Plead for his freedom.
Then when no mercy was forthcoming. He dragged in a few deep breaths. Braced, and bravely growled out, “Just fucking do it you bastards.”
Kerry stepped forward and shook out the whip.
Now Kerry is a beautiful man.
Not like that! We’re friends you weirdos!
We have taken part in stuff together, but we wouldn’t do each other, we’re not attracted to each other.
However, he has this strong, slender, sculpted body. Dark gold hair and bright blue eyes.
He’s very self-contained, you can’t read him easily, and he has this elegance about him.
When he uses the bullwhip on Will. Every moment that he makes has grace and purpose. It’s like a dance.