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‘friend’ is currently asleep, so your crew can rest easy.”
    â€œMy crew is mainly at dinner.” The captain cast him a sidelong glance. “Bit of a temper, that lad, eh?”
    â€œI think anyone who was accosted and told to get down on their knees and whore for a bunch of sailors would get rather annoyed.”
    â€œIs that what happened?” The captain sighed. “I’ll tell them to keep their hands to themselves in future.”
    â€œThat would be helpful if you would prefer to complete this voyage without someone losing their testicles.”
    â€œI can think of better uses for a man’s tackle than that.”
    â€œSo can I.”
    The captain’s low chuckle made Peter turn toward him and measure the appreciation in his brown eyes.
    â€œWould you care for a drink in my cabin, Mr. . . ?”
    â€œCall me Peter.” He shrugged. “I’m not quite sure what my surname is. I think it is Howard.”
    He followed the captain around the ship, and learned far more about the craft of sailing than he had ever expected to know. He also learned from the subtle way the captain brushed against him and touched him quite unnecessarily that the man was interested in more than just his conversation.
    Eventually, as the sun sank below the horizon, plunging the ship into darkness and illuminating a sky full of stars, the captain led Peter into his cabin and shut the door behind them.
    â€œWe won’t be disturbed unless there is an emergency.” Captain Ford leaned against the door and studied Peter. “Would you like brandy or whisky? I have both.”
    â€œWhichever you prefer.”
    Peter wandered around the cabin, which was about five times the size of the one he shared with Val, and had a much larger bed in it. A collection of books on the table covered with navigational aids and maps caught his attention.
    â€œDo you like to read?” Captain Ford joined him and handed him a glass of brandy.
    â€œI rarely had the opportunity.” Peter touched the leather cover of the topmost book. “I was just thinking that the ability to teach myself to read properly again would occupy this journey most productively.”
    â€œYou may certainly borrow some of my books.” The captain hesitated. “I appreciate that it must be difficult for you both being cooped up like this.”
    â€œOh, no, never think that.” Peter smiled into the other man’s eyes. “We are finally free of the brothel. This is paradise in comparison.”
    â€œYou hated it there?”
    â€œIt . . . wasn’t always pleasant.”
    The captain licked his lips. “You hated everything you had to do there?”
    â€œNo, I have gained certain skills that I suspect will be appreciated wherever I end up.”
    â€œSuch as?”
    â€œHow to please a woman, or a man. How to keep them on the edge of pleasure until they beg or scream for release.”
    The captain’s pupils dilated and he swallowed hard. Peter reached out and took the glass out of his unresisting hand.
    â€œWould you like me to show you?”
    â€œI do not wish to force you to commit any acts that you find offensive. I would never—”
    Peter put his finger against the captain’s lips. “I just want to please you. Consider it a thank-you for bringing us home. Now, what would you like me to do?”
    â€œIt is more what I would like you to do to me.” His companion hesitated. “Would you let me take your cock in my mouth and suck you?”
    â€œIt would be my pleasure. Is there anything else?”
    The captain fell to his knees and kissed Peter’s hand. “When I’ve made you hard, perhaps you would consider fucking me.”
    Peter undid the buttons of his breeches and let the placket fall open. His cock was already semi-hard. He pulled his shirt over his head and cupped his balls, offering his cock to the captain’s willing mouth, and