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Subject: Queen Mary Bell Boys Queen Mary Bell-boys by badboi666 =============================================================================== If sex with boys isn’t your thing, go away. If, as is much more likely, you’ve come to this site precisely to get your rocks off reading about sex with 14-year-olds then make yourself comfortable – you’re in the right place. Don’t leave, however, without doing this: Donate to Nifty – these buggers may do it for love but they still have to eat. fty/donate.html =============================================================================== Chapter 154 The next morning was cold and clear. Charlie and I were up early, and at 0700 we could see snow-capped mountains in the distance. What we could not see was any sign of rough water, nor could we feel much in the way of wind. “This is going to be a damp squib,” said Charlie. “I agree. Let’s go back to bed – it’s nice and warm there.” Colin and Felix were still in bed. Felix was in Colin, and Colin was in heaven. We didn’t want to disturb them, so we sat quietly on the sofa to watch two teenagers in the peak of health pleasuring each other. Charlie put his mouth close to my ear and whispered. “D’you remember when we were like that?” I squeezed his hand and nodded. I could remember very clearly, because the memory was refreshed on a regular basis. Not with the energy we had exhibited then, of course, but still with enough vigour and regularity to make making love with Charlie unlike sex with anybody else. “I love you,” I whispered. “You never said.” Felix came, grabbing Colin’s hips (they were fucking doggy-fashion) and seeming to try to knot. Fat chance, I thought. Being fucked by a dog – or any other animal – had never even remotely come close to being on my bucket list, but I had read enough to know that dogs’ cocks possess stimulating attributes for men who were of that persuasion. It was a bit like a butt plug, I supposed. A big one. One which pumped you full of spunk for minutes on end. I could see the attraction, but only in theory. I wondered if my horizon-stretched brother had ever ventured down that road. Felix reached round and grasped Colin’s cock, red, hard and urgent. I’d watched it while he was being fucked, and wondered whether it would come all by itself. It didn’t, but it took very few urgent strokes for Colin to make a decent mess on the bed. “Thanks a million,” said Charlie. They both jumped. “How long have you two been there?” panted Felix. “Long enough to enjoy the fun,” I said, “now come here to get cleaned up.” Colin presented his cock to Charlie. Felix stood in front of me. “You won’t like it, Patrick,” he said, “it’s been up Colin’s arse.” “Foolish boy,” I said, kneeling and enjoying the heat rising from it, pulsing gently and still glistening with all sorts of attractive stuff, “you put sauce on your food don’t you? Well, this is just the same,” and his cock disappeared. Felix laughed a happy just-come-life-is-good-and-I’m-18 laugh. I made a very thorough job of rendering him fit for inspection: I thought it could well be the last time I had the chance of doing so. When I’d finished I stood up and embraced him – he naked, me in warm clothes – and kissed him deeply. When our tongues were weary we broke apart. “Thanks, Felix, you’re a star. Enjoy Larry and Jack.” He nodded. “Yeah. Maybe we can get together again. That session in the pool was wicked – can we do that again?” “Certainly. More than once if I have anything to do with it.” Charlie had tidied Colin up, but there was no need of a farewell kiss. That didn’t stop them, seeing Felix and me wrapped round each other, from having a not-farewell kiss. “Breakfast,” I said when things had gone on long enough. Felix dressed and got his stuff ready to take up a couple of decks to Larry. (Writing that I realise with shame that in all the excitement of Jack and Ade arriving on the scene I have forgotten to tell you about the events that first time in the Pool. I will do so once we’ve rounded Cape Horn.) At 0900 a well-wrapped-up group were standing around by the two buses. There were about 60 or 70 of us – all nine of us, the six James-companions, Larry and the boys, Phil, Will, Ryan – the whole entourage in fact – as well as many of King Neptune’s victims (clearly they were going to experience all the excitements on offer – on public ataköy escort offer, anyway) and a good few passengers I’d not noticed before. Inevitably we split into groups. Jack and Ade were a bit uncertain about the other three men at first, but when they saw that we nine were as familiar with them as we were with Larry, they relaxed. I heard Ade say quietly to Larry, “are they .. you know?” And Larry nodded. Jack and Ade knew all about Adam and his crew by then, of course. I wondered what we were waiting for. “The safety instructions,” said Tim. Then James appeared, swaddled in many layers. “Good morning,” he said loudly, causing all conversation to stop. “My name is James Corrigan. Some of you will know me, but for those who don’t, I was an officer on this ship before the War. Some of these men here were bell boys under my command.” We were looked at with more interest. “I’ve been asked to give you instructions, but it’s clear from the weather conditions that all the preparations which have been made for the weather we expected won’t be needed unless there’s a big swell once we turn north again in three hours. Most of you are grown up, and I imagine the ones who aren’t will have a grown-up remaining very close in case of sudden danger.” I’m proud that no-one – not a single on of us – sniggered, although the two least grown-up moved even closer to what might be construed as a safe grown up, one of them being so bold (Ade) as to take a grown-up’s (Charlie’s) hand. James cast a beady eye at this and went on. “Sit where you like, but don’t move about without taking great care. I’ve arranged for hot drinks to be served every hour or so, so please come down to the deck here if you feel the need for sustenance. I’d like to offer alcohol, but Cunard aren’t prepared to run the risk of a crowd of superannuated bell boys getting drunk and misbehaving.” This time we allowed ourselves to laugh. As if any of us would ever misbehave! “Come on, Patrick, you and I are going up top,” said James, “and Charlie and – what is it? – Ade, will you join us?” Not for the first time I marvelled at the man’s intelligence network. The four of us settled ourselves upstairs in the front seat, just as small boys do in buses. Mind you, most buses aren’t some miles out at sea, so we had a good excuse for behaving like small boys. James asked me how I was enjoying the voyage. I looked at him. “You’re usually pretty well informed, James, you tell me.” He smiled. “I think you and Charlie have made the most of all the opportunities which have presented themselves. Felix and Colin are excellent. company, and very good at what they do.” I had to agree. “They’re nearly as good as we were all those years ago.” He patted my knee. “Very nearly, Patrick, but you and your colleagues had the edge, I think. I gather Felix has been lured away though. I hope there wasn’t any trouble between you.” So his information wasn’t 100% then. “Far from it, James, he and the delightful Ade merely swopped beds.” “Ah. Tell me, Ade, are you happy with the new arrangements?” Ade looked terrified – who was this old man who seemed to know about him? “Play fair, James,” said Charlie, “he’s just a kid. When Patrick was his age he was a hardened whore, as he likes to remember, but Ade’s just a nice sexy lad who’s chosen to work for us.” James’s eyebrows shot up. Charlie went on. “When he leaves school he wants to learn to be a chef. Patrick and I are happy to employ him as apprentice.” Ade had listened, and he’d worked out that this stranger was someone whom Charlie and I knew well, so he was probably someone he could trust. “I’m not just going to be their apprentice,” he said, “Patrick thinks I have other things to learn about as well.” James reached across and patted his knee too. “I’m sure you will love every minute, Ade, and I shouldn’t have teased you. It’s a habit I have with these two. You see, I’ve known them since they were your age. You couldn’t have chosen a nicer pair of sinners to fall in with.” Ade had no idea how to respond to any of this, poor boy, and luckily James didn’t continue. “I must go and chat to some of the others,” he said, “I’m going to ignore the wise safety advice you were given,” and he got up and went back, sitting down next to Prince and Graham. Colin came and took his place. Ade relaxed. merter escort “That wasn’t nice,” he said. “You mustn’t mind him,” I said, “he’s known us for ages and he likes to tease. That man knows more about what goes on than anyone I’ve ever come across. I expect it was Larry who told him about you and Jack, but don’t worry – all our secrets are safe with him.” “Does he know about what we get up to?” “I’ve no doubt,” said Charlie, “but since he’s known that all of us do what we do, and has done since we were teenagers, that’s nothing new. Don’t worry.” Ade shook his head; he was having to cope with a lot of strange adults on the ship. “What matters is what the three of us do with our lives once we get home,” I said. “And what the four of us do before then,” said Colin, silent up to that point. Hot mugs of bouillon appeared soon after that as Queen Mary steamed steadily west in a flat calm. It was a real anti-climax. A lot of the passengers didn’t bother getting back on the buses after the bouillon as there seemed little point. An hour later there was coffee and biscuits. When that was done the only people still interested were our nine, the six older boys, Larry, Jack and Ade: everyone else was bored – even Will and the other two men. Tim caught my eye as we got back on – all 18 of us upstairs on one bus. “Do you know,” he said, “until yesterday I had never, even as a boy, entertained the idea that a fuck on a double-decker bus might be a fun thing to try.” “Who did you have in mind?” I asked. “I hadn’t got that far. Not you, but perhaps one of the younger ones.” I grinned. “Funny how our minds work so well together. There are nine of us and Larry and eight younger ones. When we were bell boys we’d just have grabbed the first opportunity and whoever were ninth and tenth had only themselves to blame.” It was Tim’s turn to grin. “Hang on a minute, I have an idea,” I said. I went back to where Prince and Graham were sitting. James had not rejoined them. I leaned over. “Forgive a nosy question, but are you two in fucking-boy mood today?” Prince smiled. “No, we’ve tasted the treats, but today we have eyes only for each other. Why?” “In that case would you mind having eyes only for each other on the lower level and being alert enough to what’s going on up here to prevent anyone from coming up?” “I ask again, Patrick, why?” “My wicked brother has announced that he’s always wanted to have a fuck on a bus, and this is as good a chance as he’ll ever get.” “A bit like the Mile High Club, Patrick. Of course we’ll stand guard, and I’m sure Tim won’t be the only one living his dream up there.” I blushed. “No, I thought not,” said Prince, “come on, Graham, we’re on guard duty.” When I got back upstairs I was glad to see that Tim hadn’t made a move. As soon as he saw me, however, he was out of his seat and bent over Dustin whispering. Dustin looked up laughing. “You mean it?” “Too damn right, come on.” A few seconds later I was whispering to Eddie. His reaction was the same, and when I took his hand and led him to a seat halfway back hidden from the deck he came willingly. The other four instantly worked out what was going on and got up to choose a partner. Charlie and Ade looked round at all the activity. “They’re not going to fuck are they? In front of everyone?” said Ade. “I think they are, Ade. Do you want to? It’s up to you.” Ade hesitated then, seeing that at least four of his fellow bus passengers were already naked, decided that if all hell broke loose he was the least likely to be held responsible. “Yes, Charlie, but only if it’s you,” he said quietly. I was lying on my back with Eddie ready to lower himself onto my cock. Over his shoulder I saw George and Jack getting into a seat a few feet away. I’d love to have known who made the move on whom, but the thought soon left my mind. Eddie is a most excellent fellow to spend time with, and soon it was spending time for both of us. The seats on London buses weren’t upholstered with material you wanted to lie naked on for very long, so the fucks we had were swift. Nevertheless the fucks were memorable in consequence of where they took place. I’d bet that the fucks the sixteen of us had rounding Cape Horn that November day were among the very few fucks that had ever taken place there. Maybe the odd cabin boy bahçeşehir escort in the days of sail, but that would have been it. The Mile High Club had vastly more members than the Cape Horn Club. We all found the next round of bouillon most reinvigorating. Cape Horn had been rounded; Queen Mary was heading north-west and lunch was about to be served. As Tim said as we went back below to change, it had been a divertingly different morning. “Justin’s cock is really something – you should try it.” I looked at him. “What on earth makes you think I haven’t?” “Not on a bus though.” After lunch Charlie, Ade and I went back to the Stateroom for a talk. I explained how the restaurant was run – how big it was, how many customers we had, that kind of thing. Then Charlie gave him a grilling in what he had learnt from his mother. It turned out that he often made the evening meal for the two of them so that his mother didn’t always have to cook when she got home from school. “We both have school, so we both share the cooking,” he said simply. He had been doing this for 18 months or so. Charlie made him list the meals he could cook. “Who does the shopping?” “Mum does, but I help carry it home.” “If your mum wasn’t well, say she hurt her leg and couldn’t go to the shops, could you work out what to buy and cook it?” Ade thought for a minute. “No, I’m not sure. But if mum had a sore leg she could tell me what to buy, couldn’t she.” Charlie smiled. “OK, that’s good enough. When Kevin started with us Patrick made him make a cottage pie. From the sound of it you could do that too.” “Easy peasy. I can do fish, and mum says that’s tricky.” Charlie nodded. “Your mother talks a lot of sense, Ade. I think you’ll make a good apprentice – she’s taught you well.” Ade grinned. “She taught me the things I’ll need to know in the kitchen, but you and Patrick are already teaching me the other things. The upstairs ones.” I said that he was a good pupil, and already had a fine command of the skills we would expect him to bring to the bedroom. “Don’t be so pompous, Patrick,” said Charlie, “the poor boy hasn’t started yet.” It was my turn to grin. “True. Although only in the kitchen department. Ade, is there anything you want to ask?” “About working for you – no. But there is something.” “Ask away, Ade, don’t hold back.” “Very well, Patrick. When are you going to get round to fucking me?” I put him out of his misery two minutes later. In case I hadn’t been wholly successful in this Charlie kindly offered to ‘add the icing to the cake’, as he put it, immediately after I’d finished. It was nice to be able to enter Ade’s name on the ‘I like sloppy seconds’ side of the ledger. That made three of us, of course. Over the following weeks Charlie and I discovered not only that Ade was lithe and versatile, easily adapting to new positions, but that his mind was as inventive as that of a Mulloy of his age. Ade, joyfully climbing a very steeply-sloping learning curve, would soon find himself dangerously close to our hearts – but all that is for the future. Here, sailing up the coast of Chile, he was merely the youngest of four makes coiling themselves round each other every night like a pile of adders. By the way, the cake to which Charlie’s icing was added turned out to be Ade’s belly. One of his delights was to see spunk fly. As he murmured to me one night when we were both recovering, “I love the feeling of spunk being shot up my arse, and I love when you or Charlie comes in my mouth, but best of all it’s so hot seeing it fly out of your cocks onto me. I think ‘wow, I’ve made them do that because I’m so sexy’, and that’s a nice thing to think.” “And you’re a nice boy to do it in, and on,” I said, speaking nothing less than the utter truth. Quite a big bit of me (though not as big as it had been minutes before) couldn’t wait to get this sexy boy back to Aylesbury and in our bed. And in our kitchen, of course. =============================================================================== The fun continues in Chapter 155 as we catch up on a great number of us have fun in the Pool. The story is, of course, fiction, but the photographs in Queen Mary 2 are real, as are the details of the final voyage. I first saw the boys while making a transatlantic crossing in 2017, and had the pleasure of seeing them again in April 2019, smiling at the knowledge of all the things that had befallen them since I first saw them, and thought again how cute “I” was. I’m sure he had adventures in real life … Drop me a line at net – that is after you’ve dropped a few quid. =============================================================================

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