Sailor Slave

“SAILOR SLAVE”

Part 1 of 2 parts.

Story written by Richard Barber 
EyeMrich1@hotmail.com 

This fantasy story contains domination, anal penetration, golden shower activity (urination) and man-to-man sexual contact. All the characters are over the age of 18. If this type of story offends you or you are under the legal age, then you should leave. 

‘ Let’s go roll some queers’

Part 1 

Our ship had docked after being out to sea for several weeks. We were all happy for our 3-day pass. A man can get really horny being away from sexual partners for this length of time. Of course I was at that age where I was horny most of the time anyway. I would try to have some private time aboard the ship but it was hard to do. I like to jack off a few times each day or night. It seemed to release stress besides it felt so good. I noticed other men didn’t seem to care if others knew they were whacking their puds but I guess I was a more private person. I have come upon mates masturbating together in the showers and the head, and heard rumors that a ‘circle jerks’ would take place in various areas of the ship. I had no objection to their activities because I knew it was just a natural sexual thing to do.

I have made several good friends aboard the ship so when we had ‘leave’ we would go ashore together as a group to find some pussy. This time they said they were going to ‘roll some queers’ to get some money. They had even suggested to hustles their cocks and get a queer to blow them, get their rocks off and even get paid for it. I guess I was still naive about such matters but that sounded like a more logical thing to do. A queer but getting my rocks off and getting paid for it sounded like a good deal to me had never blown me. I didn’t know how to manage this but thought I would follow my more experienced buddies to learn how this was done.

“Mike, are you ready to get laid?” one of my buddies yelled at me as we headed down the gangplank to the dock. 

“Let’s go roll some queers first.” Another man suggested. 

There were 4 of us in our little “gang” that had become closer friends. We headed for the nearest bus stop for a trip to the active part of the city. We arrived after about a 15-minute ride and got off near the entertainment section.

“Come on Mike, we will show you how to make some money from that big cock of yours.” Jack said and he motioned me to follow him.

I knew I was quite a bit larger than most of the men because when we were taking our showers together they would tease me. They would say they dared not drop the soap around me. They didn’t want that monster up their ass. I just smiled with pride and shook it at them in jest. Some of the men would admiringly stare at my cock. I would sometimes have to turn away because I found myself getting aroused from the men watching me. I had to admit I had an unusually big cock and a nice set of balls and now tonight on my shore leave I was going to try to use it to make money. 

“Just set here at the bus stop and a fag would come by and ask if you wanted to take a ride. Then you will hop in the car. The fag will want to ‘feel you up’, and you will say, ‘If you want my cock, you will have to pay for it.’ He will drive you to a quiet spot and blow you. The usual price was about $20.00. He will drop you off here again and then you can go have a good time.” Jack told me.

Sounded kind of weird to me but I would give it a try. The other men spread out in different section of the area to get picked up. We were to gather back here in about an hour. I felt a little self-conscience setting there like a piece of meat. Good expression, I thought to myself. Well I guess that’s what I was exposing, ‘My piece of meat.’ I wasn’t sure if I could do this. Just the thought of another man touching my cock was weird to me. I didn’t want the other swabbies to think I was chicken so I reluctantly spread my legs to give the fags a better look at my crotch.

I notice the same car pass me 2 times in the last few minutes. I looked at the driver and thought he was checking me out. What could I do to let him know I was ready for some action? I leaned back on the bench and spread my legs to show off my cock in my tailored whites. I guess it worked because on the 3rd time around the block he pulled up to me, stopped the car, rolled down the window, and spoke to me.

“Hello. Would you like to go for a ride? He asks.

“Sure.” I said as I opened the car door and hopped in the front seat next to him.

I looked back to see if my buddies saw me making contact but Tex was talking with some female on the sidewalk. He didn’t see me get in the car. Perhaps this was a mistake. What am I? A male whore? Trying to sell my body just like that female whore? I couldn’t back out now because we were pulling away from the curb.

“They call me ‘Butch” what is your name?” he said.

I had to smile at the name. “ Butch.” Although he did look rather straight.

“I am Mike and I’m looking for a good time.” 

I said rather nervously. Might as well get this action going. I thought to myself.
Butch looked at me with a rather surprised look and said,

“O.K. that sounds cool. I have a place near by we can use. It’s in an old deserted warehouse. No one’s around. Is that o.k? With you?” He asks.

I nodded agreeable as he drove down the street. We went into an older section of the city by the waterfront. We drove by several deserted buildings and warehouses until we stopped by a large dark building. We pulled up to some large warehouse doors. Butch got out opened the doors and we drove in. It was quiet and dark except for the car lights. He stopped the car and turned off the motor.