Crazy Kinky Dirty Love

by K. A. Merikan

  The sun was slowly going down when all the pirates gathered around the table for a game of cards. Kyle was sure he wouldn’t be invited to join in, so he just watched them from his spot on the deck a few feet away where he got the job of polishing the styrofoam cannon with black shoe polish.

  Leo threw his cards on the table with a low growl that told Kyle he’d lost again. Leo didn’t cope well with losing, or rather, failure to win, to the point it had become a bit of an inside joke for the whole group.

  “You’ll win it all back, Captain,” Jon said.

  “I’m watching all of you!” Leo hissed and crossed his arms on his chest, but then his eyes zeroed in on Kyle. “What in the seven seas do you think you’re looking at, boy? Isn’t that plug up your ass enough entertainment?”

  “I’m sorry.” Kyle quickly went back to polishing styrofoam and pulled the shirt lower to cover his ass.

  “I’m sorry, Captain Dick!” Sam corrected him with a straight face. “Show some respect!”

  “I’m sorry, Captain Dick!” Kyle was quick to say. “It won’t happen again, sir.”

  “That bitch of yours, it keeps pushing its nose into my business, Cocks! What do you say to that?” hissed Leo, and Dan slowly shook his head.

  “Captain, the boy’s dumb. It’s not his fault all he’s good for is milking dick.”

  Derek smirked and put his cards on the table. “True, true. Gotta give credit where it’s due. His lips are well-trained.”

  Jon shrugged. “Maybe we could make him a prop in the next game? Put him under the table, and instead of poker, let’s play poker face.”

  Leo’s smile spread into a hungry grin. “I know I can win that kind of game. Come here, hole. Just wash your hands first.”

  Kyle swallowed and did as he was told. He felt safe with Dan always here, with his safewords, and his private cabin, but coming up to a table with five buff men sitting around it, each of them eating him alive with their gazes, had his heart fluttering.

  He was about to crawl under the table when a strong hand pulled on his jaw, and he faced Dan’s intense eyes. “You know what’s your job now?”

  “Um … suck someone? Make them squirm?” Kyle locked his eyes with Dan’s.

  Dan nodded and pushed him away. The plug pressed on Kyle’s insides uncomfortably as he changed position, but he obediently moved underneath the table, sensing the movement of the toy as he crawled. Five pairs of knees spread farther, and as he sank into the shadow, his nose picked up the scent of growing arousal.

  He was trapped in a place he never wanted to leave. Everywhere he looked, cocks strained pants, and without much room to move around, he was contained in this space where his only purpose was to suck cock.

  Leo and Derek reached down to open their pants, and their cocks emerged, already half-hard and ready to be petted. Kyle loved cock so much. He could lie in a bed with all of the guys and suck them off one after the other. He crawled over between Jon’s legs, just to tease the guys who were most eager. Jon had more hair than the others, and his masculine scent was strong around his pubes. Kyle enjoyed burying his nose in it and sucking on Jon’s fat dick. He squeezed his buttocks over the butt plug and opened Jon’s pants, ready to take his time teasing the guy.

  “Okay, next round,” said Leo over Kyle’s head, just as Jon opened his legs farther to accommodate Kyle.

  His muscles tensed, and Kyle hoped he’d have that fat cock down his sloppy hole again this weekend. There were sounds of random movement on the table, but as Kyle swirled his tongue over the entire length of the cock and sucked on the head, he couldn’t care less.

  Just to tease more, Kyle pulled away from the saliva-slick cock and crawled over to Leo’s spread legs, eager to have a taste of the horniest guy at the table. He swallowed half of Leo’s cock in one go and started slobbering over it loudly. Since no one was looking, he reached down to his own dick and gave it a squeeze.

  Leo curled his bare toes as the guys played while talking about some other guy they had kidnapped a while ago. They had him strapped to a chair with his legs wide open for a party they threw for two other crews. The guy was so used up afterward that no one wanted to put his cock into his rear end, and he ended up being thrown to a bunch of unruly prisoners kept underneath the deck. No one knew what had happened to him after that, but Leo suspected the prisoners used his mouth too much as well, and when his jaw wouldn’t work anymore, they ate him.

  A shudder went down Kyle’s spine, and he pulled away, giving Leo’s cockhead a tender kiss. That thick dick was a thing of beauty, but it was time to say goodbye and go for his final prize. He would make his Dan squirm and come so hard he wouldn’t be able to hide it, just to see what kind of punishment Dan would come up with for making him lose the game.

  Dan’s thighs closed around his head as soon as he crawled between them. God, his man was so dominant in everything he did. He smelled so good, earthy tones mixed with spice.

  Kyle wanted to remain between those legs forever. He pulled out Dan’s cock, and no matter how hard Leo’s was, or how bushy Jon’s pubes were, it was Dan’s dick that Kyle wanted to suck every day until he died. But he would take his time. He started off by licking at the base and going lower to leave kisses on Dan’s balls. How he loved all the jizz those fuzzy balls produced.

  He’d make sweet love to them until Dan lost the game. Dan would be angry with Kyle. He’d throw him to the floor and sink his cock balls-deep into him, aggressively thrusting until he’d be done. And then he’d let everyone else have a go at Kyle’s abused asshole, and he’d step on Kyle’s face, dig his heel into Kyle’s cheek, and keep him in place for the others.

  Dan’s thighs tightened rhythmically every time Kyle sucked on his balls, gently rolling them on his tongue and nipping at the salty skin. But it was time to go for the prize now. Kyle licked up the hot throbbing flesh of Dan’s cock, all the way to the head, teasing around it with the tip of his tongue and sucking slightly at the slit. He had to fight back a groan.

  It might have been time to move on to another dick, but that taste, the familiar girth, was so captivating that he couldn’t stop himself and kept going, slobbering all over the tasty dick and stroking Dan’s thighs.

  There was a laugh at the table, and all of a sudden, Dan grabbed Kyle by the hair, pushing him down while his hips made a sharp upward motion. “You made me lose, you useless bitch!”

  Kyle gagged when the cockhead pushed into his throat, but he was born to serve Dan, and he quickly adjusted to the way Dan fucked his tonsils in a rhythm that spoke of a desperate urge to come. Kyle gripped onto Dan’s thighs when he felt a spurt of cum release from Dan’s dick. He was proud to hear the groan above.

  The men all laughed, and Dan pushed Kyle away with cum still dribbling out and down Kyle’s chin.

  “Don’t be such a sore loser,” said Sam, as Dan spread out his legs.

  “The little fucker did that on purpose!” Dan got up and pulled his pants up, still breathing hard. “Get out from under there!”

  Kyle crawled out and glanced up at Dan’s flushed face. “I was just doing as told …”

  The other guys laughed even harder, and Leo got up, his cock still shamelessly hanging out of his pants. “Well, since Cocks lost, his cabin boy is fair game to anyone, since he’s Cocks’ only possession. I’m the captain, so I have the first go at him.”

  Dan gritted his teeth and yanked Kyle from beneath the table. “See what you’ve done? Communal fucking property!”

  Jon kicked Kyle’s ass with a low laugh. His hard cock was hanging out of his zipper like a war banner. “Maybe we should pull straws, Captain?”

  Dan pulled on the back of Kyle’s shirt and dragged him over the floor. “No one’s having him now! I’m not letting you wear him out so soon! I only just got him.”

  Leo spread his arms and squinted. “Are you refusing your captain? And after losing a game at that?”

  Derek was just behind Leo, with a mean smirk on his face. “Yeah,
exactly. You can’t just refuse the captain like this. You lost, and now we all get to tear up his hole any way we please.”

  Sam nodded quickly and took a few steps closer. “Oh, Captain, can we push his head into the cannon and fuck him like that?”

  Dan pulled Kyle’s head against the back of his thigh and growled. “Fuck you. He’s mine!”

  Kyle reacted instinctively and wrapped his arms around Dan’s thigh. So Cocks was a mean fucker who wrecked his buttocks with a belt, but at least as his possession, he’d be safer—cared for. Maybe they’d even bond in time, and Cocks would be the only one to fuck him. He could just imagine lying on Cocks in a hammock and listening to his cruel heart. Kyle left a kiss on Dan’s thigh.

  Leo made a gagging sound and pulled out his cutlass. “Oh, that’s just fucking touching.”

  Following their captain’s example, all the other pirates retrieved their weapons and slowly moved in on Dan, who grabbed Kyle’s shoulder and pulled him up.

  “This is unlawful. He is mine, and I’m not giving him up,” snarled Dan.

  Kyle looked up at their friends with pleading eyes but was excited how it would all play out. Would the pirates steal him away? Humiliate him in front of his owner just to show that they could? Have Dan watch how they all took turns at his only possession? Or maybe the next thing to happen would be taking him under the deck, into some dark part of the yacht, where they would keep him chained up and come over just to relieve their need in his mouth or ass.

  “Are you willing to fight everyone for a warm hole to fuck?” Leo asked, approaching Dan with the cutlass outstretched in his hand.

  “This is about principles!” hissed Dan, backing away, but as soon as he moved, all the other men moved in on him. In the wake of the chaos that ensued, Dan fell on top of Kyle, surrendering to the attack of plastic cutlasses.

  Kyle whimpered and covered his head, painfully aware that his plugged, naked ass was sticking out for everyone to see. He yelped and grabbed onto Dan when someone leaned down and pulled the plug out.

  “You will give him up, or you both walk the plank,” Leo said in a cool voice.

  Dan pulled Kyle against his chest and held him there. With Kyle’s ear against his muscled torso, he could clearly hear the powerful heartbeat of his lover. “Eat shit, you dick!”

  “Make them walk the plank, Captain!” Derek yelled and grinned wildly.

  Sam picked it up, and then all three men started chanting, “Plank, plank, plank.”

  Kyle licked his lips and looked up at his owner. It was all a game, but he loved being immersed in his role. “I’ll do it, sir. I can serve them, I’ll be fine. I’ll wash afterward and be good as new.”

  Dan shook his head and pulled Kyle’s head back by the hair, looking him straight in the eyes. “You choose them over me?”

  Kyle swallowed and quickly shook his head, overwhelmed with emotion. “I’ll walk the plank with you, sir.”

  Dan swallowed hard and pulled him closer to the railing. “You heard him. You can’t have him until I tell you so. If your brains can’t get that, I’d rather have the Kraken bite my dick off!”

  Leo’s mouth twisted into a scowl, and he reached out with his cutlass, pushing Dan and Kyle farther toward the dreaded plank. The sun cast an orange light at him, and Kyle couldn't look away, scared of what would happen next.

  Dan got up and pulled Kyle with him, taking the step on the plank first. “You’ll regret it, Dick,” Dan hissed, but his hand wandered between Kyle’s buttocks, only reminding him of how empty his ass felt without the plug.

  Dan licked his lips and stepped farther onto the plank, which trembled under his weight. Slowly, he tickled Kyle’s anus, as if to reassure him it’d be all right. The sun shone on his handsome face as he smiled at Kyle, no longer looking at his former crew. “Jump at three.”

  Kyle took a deep breath and looked down into the pristine clear water shimmering in the orange sunlight. He couldn’t wait to find out what the next part of this adventure would be. The island that was only on the horizon in the morning, was now quite close, beckoning them with its sandy beach. He supposed it was close enough to swim there. Dan had said something about a treasure map before they had boarded the ship. Kyle gave Dan a nod and smiled at the taste of Dan’s cum still on his tongue.

  Dan slowly moved his hand down Kyle’s arm, only to entwine their fingers. The pirates were a menacing presence in front of them. When Dan started counting, Kyle was already calm. His heart thumped steadily as he savored Dan’s warmth. Just before the sign to jump came, Dan said, “Paris.”

  They jumped, and after a horrible moment of Kyle’s stomach reacting to the fall, they were immersed in the cool water.

  Kyle swam up to the surface for air, but when he pushed his head above water, there was no one cheering or swearing at them from the yacht. The silence was eerie and unexpected, but then Dan pulled him along the hull. Kyle’s mind was still spinning after hearing the safeword that ended the scene. What would happen now?

  “Are you okay?” asked Dan, pulling Kyle toward the rear of the yacht.

  “I’m fine. The water’s amazing.” Kyle grinned. “Are we dead now? Am I in heaven?”

  “Not yet,” said Dan, and as they swam a bit farther, Kyle noticed the small boat attached to the ship with a rope. It was covered by white linen fashioned into a sort of tent. “But I think after all this you need some time off.”

  Kyle sighed and wrapped his arms around Dan’s neck. “No … Don’t go.”

  Dan grinned and kissed Kyle’s cheek. “Don’t be silly. You’re going with me. I think two days of games is a bit much. How are you feeling?” asked Dan as he grabbed the edge of the boat with one hand.

  Kyle smiled in relief. The role-play had been mind-blowing, but he missed Dan. “Wow. I’m tired, a bit sore, but … wow. That was relentless.”

  Dan was the first one to pull up into the boat, and he then helped Kyle follow.

  Dan winced. “You could have used Berlin,” he said softly.

  “I didn’t need to. I wanted to take it.” Kyle stroked Dan’s thick arms. “It was so hot when Leo wouldn’t let me suck him, made me beg for cock and humiliate myself. I fucking spaced out at that.”

  The white linen erected over the little boat created a cozy atmosphere, especially with it now being bathed in a serene orange glow. Kyle pulled Dan down into the endless bed of cushions. He couldn’t get over how well Dan had planned everything out. There was even a bottle of water in a bucket of slightly melted ice and some fresh fruit lying at the bow.

  Dan lay back and dove in to kiss Kyle’s lips. His mouth was so soft and warm as their bodies came together. “I know, baby. I knew you’d like it.”

  Kyle’s cock went soft in the water, but it awoke with new excitement the moment Dan rubbed his thigh against it. “I loved how you fucked me in the morning, too. No beating around the bush, just pushed me against that railing and claimed my ass.” He kissed Dan slowly, rocking against the big strong body and re-living the scenes of earlier today in his mind.

  Dan smiled against his mouth and pushed Kyle to his back, hugging him gently as he rolled their hips together. “It was pretty hot. I like making you take it like that. I know you can.”

  “It was so hot, Dan. I want you to do that at my office someday. Come over on my lunch break, sneak me into a storage room in the basement, fuck me hard, and then just leave me there, dripping with your cum, just because you own me, and you can use me however you like.” Kyle’s breath hitched at the fantasy, and he arched his hips against Dan. He knew exactly how many loads he’d taken so far, as there were seven lines on his back and eleven to account for the cocks he’d sucked. He was such a dirty slut.

  Dan’s pupils dilated, and he captured Kyle’s mouth with his own. “Promise. You have such good ideas,” he whispered, nudging Kyle’s thighs apart.

  “I love you,” Kyle whispered and spread his thighs eagerly.

  His cock was already hard again, and having
it rub against Dan’s stomach only made him hornier by the second. Dan grunted and slowly moved his mouth down Kyle’s neck, kissing it over and over. Each touch was like a burn that would forever stay with Kyle.

  “I know. You’re so good to me. You have no idea ...”

  “You helped me break out of feeling bad about wanting so much dick.” Kyle smiled and curled his toes when Dan’s kisses traveled down his stomach.

  “Well, I can’t just selfishly keep a hottie like you to myself,” whispered Dan, and as he raised the wet shirt off Kyle and threw it back, his mouth descended on Kyle’s throbbing dick.

  “Give me fingers, Dan,” Kyle whined and closed his eyes when Dan sucked his cock in. Dan didn’t make him wait. Two of his thick fingers found Kyle’s still slippery asshole and pushed in, fucking him fast while Dan was bobbing his head up and down on Kyle’s dick.

  It barely took a minute for Kyle to come hard, wrapping his legs around Dan’s head.

  Dan grunted around him, gently wiggling the digits inside Kyle’s ass and petting him with the other hand. He swallowed Kyle’s whole load before releasing his cock and climbing up Kyle’s body to gently cradle him in his arms. “You taste good.”

  “I’ve been on a steady diet of good quality cum. I have to taste good.” Kyle grinned and hugged Dan tight, as his heart still pounded after the orgasm.

  Dan stretched, and moments later put a strawberry against Kyle’s mouth. “Sounds legit. Have you jerked off when you weren’t supervised? In your room?”

  “No. I was a good boy.” He chewed on the fruit, sated as ever.

  Dan ate some as well, and they calmed down, rocked by the gentle movement of the sea as they munched on the fresh fruit to the dying sunlight. Then suddenly, he made a triumphant yelp and produced a rolled-up piece of tea-colored paper with burned edges. “And what’s this?”