Hello followers of Guys Like Romance, Too!
Jaxx Steele is here again wrapping up the history month with my book, A Day on Plunderer’s Pride. I have always loved pirates. They are tough men hardened by their choices they’ve made in life. Pirates think men should “act like men”. To them that means you know how to handle your drink and you know how to fight. Sometimes you fight for the joy of fighting, other imes to defend yourself and what's yours. They also have a specific code of conduct that may be a little different from the average man. “If they want your stuff they’re going to take unless you’re man enough to stop them.” I love that! You want to be on top of your game, invites pirates to your shindigs. *wink* LOL
My love for theses sea hardened men goes back a long way when I saw the classic, The Buccaneer with Yul Brenner. I was hooked. Here I was, a catholic boy of nine years working hard to be the good boy my parents craved and I find out you can be an upstanding handsome man and still be a pirate! I was all for that! After the movie I asked my aunt how can I make that happen and had my feelings hurt. With a giggle she informed me pirates didn’t exist and no grows up to be a pirate. Though my dreams of being a pirate was crushed the reality that I could never be one did stop me from loving them. Some of my favorites are Blackbeard the Pirate, Cuthroat Island, Pirates of the Caribbean (only the first one, they got kinda stupid after that) even the Muppets Treasure Island was well done and I loved it! I can’t count how many pirate movies I’ve seen but I can say this, as I got older I noticed there was no one like me in them.
I figured it was time that I showed my love for these sea hardened rouges and write a story where pirates could be pirates and love men, too.
"A pirate’s life is for me!"
Life is hard, but worthwhile on the pirate ship Plunderer's Pride. Follow Captain Julian Hazard and his band of ruffians as they go about their daily business. As you endure their daily struggles and nightly rewards you may find that a pirate's life may be for you, too.
“Brighton, where be the captain?”
“He had gone to his cabin some time ago, sir.”
Nigel nodded and continued in that direction. He pounded on the door when he arrived.
“Who is it?” came the impatient reply. “
’Tis Nigel, sir.”
A disappointed groan preceded a reluctant command. “Come!”
Nigel opened the door to find the captain sitting on his bunk with one of the captors on his knees before him. The prisoner was naked. His torso, darkened by the sun’s rays, was stark against the paleness of his ass. His hands were tied behind his back as he sat on his haunches. Captain Hazard had a handful of his long sandy hair as it lay across his exposed thighs. He used it to move the man’s head up and down as he swallowed the captain’s erect penis. The erotic sight did not deter Nigel at all. He stood silently by the door enjoying the slurping sounds of someone having their cock sucked. The captain’s shirt lay loosed from his britches and opened. His rosy nipples were visible and rigid. The sun bleached blond hair on his head was parted down the middle. It fell away from his face to rest on his shoulders as his head hung back. A look of obvious pleasure lit up his handsome features.
Nigel’s staff throbbed achingly in reaction to the scene.
“Speak, Nigel,” the captain ordered breathily, breaking Nigel’s trance.
“I have a message, Cap’n.”
Captain Hazard muffled a groan. “Can’t it wait?”
“It’s from the governor.”
For the first time Julian Hazard looked at his quartermaster. His bright blue eyes, although still filled with lust, glared at him questioningly.
“You speak the truth?”
Captain Hazard yanked on the man’s head, pulling him away from his crotch. “Take him back to his mates while I read the message.”
Nigel was slow to comply, reluctant to tear his eyes away from his leader’s impressive shaft. Its blood-filled tip was like a beacon calling to him. It remained swollen from the other man’s attentions, resting against the tight muscles of his belly. Nigel’s sphincter clenched involuntarily as he remembered how good the captain’s pole felt inside of him. Pushing his lust to the side, he handed his captain the parchment and then pulled the bound man from the floor, walking him out the door.
Outside of the captain’s cabin, Nigel delayed his orders, turning in the opposite direction of the brig. His large body overpowered the long, lanky frame of the prisoner as he manhandled him into a dark corner.
“Has the captain had your ass yet, scurvy dog?” Nigel growled at the side of his face.
“Aye, sir, he has, many times during this day, the last only just before you came,” the man confessed, his face pressed against the rough planks of the wall.
“Aye, that sits well with me for that means it is my turn.”
Nigel loosened the slip knot that bound the man’s wrists behind his back. He removed his hand and then turned him about, only to retie them in front of him. Returning the captive’s face to the partition, Nigel tugged on the strings that kept his breeches around his waist. The weather worn material fell away from him to hang around his knees, stopped by his long socks. With an elbow in the man’s back to hold him in place, Nigel used his other hand to explore the hole between his cheeks. The man gasped loudly from the abrupt invasion of Nigel’s thick finger.
“Aye,” he grumbled. “Indeed you speak the truth. Your ass still drips with his seed,” Nigel added lustfully, more to himself than to his companion.
He slid the wide digit in and out of the slickened passage until the man pushed back, accepting each thrust. With a swift movement, Nigel removed his finger and replaced it with his shaft burying his cock to the base. Instantly his senses were set ablaze. Nigel groaned aloud. The passage was well used. It swallowed his staff without difficulty. Knowing that it was his captain’s come that greased his way made fucking the man that much more enjoyable. It was not the first time he had fucked someone behind his captain.
They had shared many men on board the ship, captives and crew, on many occasions. Nigel enjoyed sharing men with his handsome captain almost as much as he loved the taste of him, but since he could not savor Captain Hazard at the moment he would be content knowing their seeds would mingle in their prisoner’s ass. He pumped urgently into the hole before him, smiling at the memory. The man parted his legs and arched his back to better accommodate Nigel’s earnest thrusts. A shudder passed over Nigel’s body, leaving goose bumps in its wake. The usual creaking noises the ship made as it swayed back and forth in the docks were not as loud as it would have been had they been at sea.
The animalistic sounds Nigel made as he fucked his conquest easily drowned them out. Suddenly, he gripped a handful of the man’s hair, jerking his head back, making him gasp. Nigel’s eruption rose in his balls. He continued to pound into the sweet tunnel. The man grunted as Nigel flattened him to the wall with his prowess. His sac drew up tight and a moment later, accompanied by Nigel’s drawn out “oh,” they shot his load deep into the slickened passage to merge with his captain’s leftover sperm. A satisfied grin spread across his face at the thought. His cock remained stuffed deep inside the prisoner until his nuts were drained and his spent rod retreated on its own accord. When Nigel finally stepped back he gave the man’s ass a crisp smack.
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