The Stowaway
Chapter 6
Jason's New Friend
Jason woke up the next morning and turned over onto his back for a stretch that's when his welted and still sore, hot bottom touched the sheets of his bunk bed. He almost jumped clean out of the bed. Jason had taken a terrible beating from his new tutor, Mr. Bishop, the day before. As a demonstration of what to expect if he were to be naughty in his private classes, Mr. Bishop had spanked, slippered and caned him, on the bottom and the backs of the legs. Jason was now terrified of going back to class later that day and a tear trickled down his smooth cheeks.
He got up and padded over to his chest of drawers to get his crew uniform, then went to the head to do his necessities. Back in his quarters, he looked at his bottom in the full-length mirror before putting on his very short, white crew shorts and was astonished to see it still almost bright red, with several purple welts on the lower part of his bottom and an angry welt right on the crease were his bottom met his smooth legs. He cupped each cheek in his small hands and hoped most fervently that he wouldn't be spanked today, though the chances of that were slim he thought. Since stowing away either the Captain or the chief had spanked him almost every day for one thing or another, he really didn't mind though, because he knew he deserved each and every one of the spankings he had received. His tutor was another matter though; he had thrashed him for no reason whatsoever, other than to demonstrate his power over him.
Jason got dressed, gingerly pulling on his white shorts; he couldn't bear to put on any underpants under shorts. He turned around to look at the back of his legs and saw that the marks from his tutors spanking showed well below the hem of his little shorts. Jason put his face in his hands and sobbed, he really couldn't face the day, and felt embarrassed and ashamed. 'My first day in class and soundly thrashed. How can I face the Captain and the Chief, they must think I'm....' he started crying again and slowly went to look for his friend Chris, a fellow 17 year old crew man.
Unknown to Jason, the Captain Havelock was in his wardroom, pacing up and down. He had spent the night in Jason's cabin whilst the boy was asleep, gently stoking the boys back and running his fingers through his soft sweat-matted hair. The boy had whimpered in his sleep throughout the night and between the Chief and he they both took turns ensuring that the boy was alright; the chief soaking a flannel in cold water and raising Jason's nightshirt, placing the cold wet flannel on his burning red bottom. What should he do about Mr. Bishop? It had obviously been a mistake to hire him as a tutor but the boy needed an education, one that he couldn't provide himself due to the demanding schedule he kept as the captain of the ship. He was not against corporal punishment. Indeed, he had given Jason his very first sound spanking, and it was indeed sound, Jason howled, begged and promised everything every naughty boy promised when undergoing such a spanking, but he had spanked Jason out of love and Jason somehow knew and accepted that. Mr. Bishop on the other hand....
'The bastard!' Chief Clark thought at that very same instant, as he was headed to the engine room. Chief John Clark was a man of action, he couldn't stay in a room pacing up and down thinking coldly and logically like his Captain could, he wanted to grab hold of this Bishop guy and rip his arms clean out of his sockets. He too, like the Captain, had had cause to spank Jason on the boys first day aboard. He had picked up a large hairbrush, placed his foot on a chair and upturned the rude little boy over his single knee and soundly paddled the boy's bare bottom for kicking him hard on the shin. The Chief stopped in his tracks, it would be at least two days before they reached Miami at this speed. He made a humming noise as an idea came into his head, then he spun around and went bounding back down the corridor towards the Captain's wardroom.
Mr. Bishop lay in his bunk. He had woken up a half-hour earlier and was thinking about the previous afternoon with his new pupil Jason. 'Mmmm .... what a wonderful little bottom that boy has' he thought 'most spankable.' He giggled to himself and felt himself go hard at the thought getting that boy over his knee again. 'This is the life; a great job, beautiful boy, beautiful day, beautiful boat.' All he could wish for. He turned over and mashed his privates against his hard mattress and daydreamed of the day ahead.
Jason was up on deck leaning against the handrail, looking out to sea and feeling sorry for himself. He didn't see young Richard, the VIP's 13-year-old son, lying on a sun bed, on his front looking at the back of Jason's red bare legs. Richard wondered what it would be like to have the back of his legs smacked like a small child, I bet it stings lots he thought to himself. He loved looking at the smaller boy, the way he looked in his little white shorts, showing the crease of where his bottom met the tops of his thighs and the long hairless legs. He could see a weal from a stroke of a cane right along this crease and again wondered what it would be like to be in the smaller boys' shoes.
Jason straightened up and turned around, noticing Richard staring at him. Richard beamed him a smile and a wave and Jason waved back.
"Hi, Jason isn't it?"
"Yeah" replied Jason and went over to Richards sun bed.
"Er .... you look sore"
"So, would you if you had my tutor" snapped Jason and frowned.
"Hey, I only asked, I'm not ribbing you or anything" replied Richard defensively, "It's, well, I've never been spanked and the back of your legs look really red, I bet that smarted!"
Jason gingerly sat down on the edge of Richard's sun bed and looked at his firm round buttocks stretching the lycra of his black Speedo's.
"It bloody well did I'll tell ya" Jason rubbed the back of his own legs, grimaced and then smiled at Richard,
"Is it still hot?"
"Yes it is" Jason looked around the sun deck; there was nobody around, "would you like to see my bum?"
"Cor, would I!!! Lets go to my cabin, my father won't be there for ages, he's got meetings planned all day and Internet conferences and stuff." He got up and led the way with Jason following.
Jason felt nervous as he followed Richard, he didn't know whether he should be in a guests cabin but he was invited after all and thought that it would be ok. As with Richard earlier, Jason couldn't keep his eyes off the bigger boys bottom in its tight Speedo's as they walked down the corridors, 'I'd love to cop a feel of that!' he thought to himself. They came to the boys cabin and Jason gasped at the opulence of the place.
"Bloody hell, this could belong to a king!" gasped Jason as he saw the suite, marble floors, huge beds, beautiful furniture. He had never seen anything like it. Richard had walked over to the desk and sat in the chair; Jason following.
"Do you mind if I lower your shorts for you Jason?" asked Richard, he felt his mouth go dry at the anticipation of seeing this beautiful boys bottom. Jason walked over the Richard and stood between the boys' legs. Richard, hesitating, reached out and put his right hand on Jason's lower buttocks, feeling the smaller boys' bottom under his tight little shorts and the top of his bare legs. They felt very warm and velvety soft to the touch.
Richard turned Jason around so that his bottom was facing him and gently cupped Jason's small round bottom in the palms of his hand noticing that Jason was not wearing any underwear. He felt a shudder of excitement go through him. He put his arms around Jason's front and unfastened the boys' shorts pulling down the fly. Holding on to the hem of the white shorts he gently and slowly pulled the boys shorts down. He gasped. Jason's bottom was still very red and on the lower cheeks he noticed that in some places they were almost purple. Purple weal's were placed evenly across Jason's buttocks and he traced a couple of these with his trembling finger.
Jason almost groaned with pleasure as he felt Richard's larger hands gently cup his lower buttocks and felt his little willy grow in his tight shorts. Richards touch felt wild. He noticed Richard was now pulling down his shorts slowly and gasped as the waist of his shorts rubbed down his sore bare bottom, then his legs started trembling slightly as he felt Richards fingers tracing a couple of welts on his bottom.
"Cor, this must be really sore, I'm not hurting you am I?" asked Richard as he gently placed his thumbs in the crack of Jason's bottom and slowly pulled his cheeks apart seeing the small boys little button hole of an anus.
"It is, it is, though your hands feel really good" Jason replied and slowly wriggled his bottom.
"I've got some aftersun lotion in the toilet, I bet that would soothe your bum, it works with me when I get sunburned. Er .... do you want me to get it?"
"Wow, yes please, that sounds like a great idea at the moment!"
Jason stood up straight and ambled over to the bed whilst Richard ran into the bathroom. Richard came out quickly with the bottle of lotion. Seeing Jason by the bed he went over himself and placed 2 big pillows in the middle of the bed.
"Why don't you take your shorts off and go over the pillows while I tend to that" Richard gave Jason a gentle playful pat on the seat of his shorts. Jason unfastened his shorts again, took them completely off and laid himself over the pillow, his bottom up on display.
Richard almost drooled at the sight of Jason's smooth round buttocks all red and bruised from the previous days various spankings. He sat on the bed next to Jason and squirted a generous amount of aftersun cream on both of Jason's buttocks. Jason squirmed and sighed at the coolness of the cream, compared to his heated bottom it felt very nice. Richard started to spread the cream and gently massage it all over Jason's buttocks, from the top of his crack to the sit down spot and the back of his legs. Jason was virtually purring with delight when he felt Richard squirt a long thick line of cream along his crack and gently massage the cream into his crack.
"Mmmmmmmm" came the throaty sound from Jason as he spread his legs without a second thought.
Richard saw Jason open his legs and he stood and knelt between Jason's legs as he worked his way down the crack to Jason's little boy hole. He started rubbing around the edge of the hole and noticed Jason begin to hump the pillow slowly, which caused his cheeks to spread more and produced a rather stiff _c_o_c_k_ on the smaller boy. He inserted the tip of his well-greased forefinger gently into Jason's hole, which produced a gasp. He left his finger in, gently moving it around.
Jason was on cloud nine, the tip of Richards finger was sending him wild, it felt so good and without volition he pushed back slightly with his bottom and felt the finger dig deeper and deeper into his bottom until with a grunt the finger was passed the sphincter muscle. Jason gasped and began to sweat, now that the finger was in it didn't hurt at all and Richard finally had his entire finger in the boys bottom.
"God, that feels so good Richard .... Mmmmmmmm"
"I'm glad you like it, you've a beautiful bottom Jason. Hasn't anybody ever done this for you?"
"No .... " Jason's voice trailed away to silence as Richard started finger _f_u_c_k_ing him. Jason raised his bottom until his head was on the bed and his bottom high in the air as he got on his knees, further opening his little hole. Richard slowly inserted a second finger into the boy, feeling his hole stretch and Jason gasping as he felt his hole widen, then three fingers were inside and Richard carried on finger _f_u_c_k_ing Jason. Jason could take no more and bought his right hand back and began to masturbate and all of a sudden he had a dry orgasm.
"FFUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK .... pant .... pant .... that was amazing Richard!" Jason collapsed on the bed, all of a sudden very tired.
Richard leaned over and gently kissed each buttock.
"If you get another spanking, see if you can meet me and I'll help you out again."
"_s_h_i_t_, I'll see you later today then or tomorrow at the latest" Jason giggled, "I'll take a spanking any day if that's what I get afterwards .... hehehehe"
Jason got up off the bed and dressed again, feeling his shorts stick to his bottom due to the amount of lotion still on his bottom.
"Er .... I'll see you later Richard, thanks for everything." Jason ran over to Richard, gave him a hug, then scampered out of the cabin feeling very satisfied with himself. Richard smiled to himself hoping it wouldn't be too long before he played with Jason again.