It was soon in the morning and David found himself as part of a pirate crew. As he mopped the floors of the swinging ship in which he was.
Without counting himself and the other recruits there were around 34 other men on this ship. He was the newest recruit, but not the only one.
He was tired.
As he passed around the deck of the ship, cleaning the aftermath of what happens when a group of men live in a closed area, just exacerbated by the lack of hygiene expected of a pirate crew, the hard labor, and the inherent mustiness of the sea. The clean water was valuable out in the sea, and most wouldn’t waste it in “cleaning” themselves.
Not that most seem to think of that as important. A point each one of his partners made when passing near him, the smell of days or even weeks old of sweat, pee and alcohol assaulting him.
Seriously, what is the point of preserving water if most drink themselves to a stupor every day? Alcohol flows literally more than water here. As evidenced by the unidentified stain he was trying to scrub. Possibly vomit or pee.
It was intense, but that’s what that living off alcohol, rations and seafood makes to one. At least he wasn’t cleaning the head of the ship (Poor Johnny) where the shitters are - And seriously it seems everyone’s got bad aiming - or worse, the captain’s “chambers”.
Usually the captain would impose some rules about drinking, but it was still the end of winter season which meant the sea was not only at its calmest, but also that trade and piracy was at its slowest.
Fortunately we were a very successful case of piracy.
As he continued to scrub, one of his crewmates called to him.
“Hey Scallywag! How ye doin’ ?” Jeff said, of course it was Jeff. I could sniff him a mile away.
Jeff was first mate, and It was his playful competence what made him both unpredictable and reliable, a real character. the fact he had a close relationship with the captain helped him too.
“Stop calling me Scallywag!” I yelled with irritation. Jeff was an asshole, not a bad asshole, but he always seemed to get a thrill out of molesting the recruits like me. “I have already been here for at least 3 months working my ass off and I have shown my worth! I am as part of this crew as anybody else “
“ Not ye~t” he sang, and for a moment a mischievous sadistic light took over his eyes. It was gone the next moment “ But tonight will be a party for you all scallywags to become REALLY part of the crew! a real initiation! and the captain told us you all shall go to rest now, HA! You will need it! “
“ Wait, so you’re telling me I should go to rest for the day? Heck yeah.”
“ Yeah, you should REALLY get some shuteye, clean up and MAYBE have a meal, the night will be WILD, the rest of your comrades are already being notified” He smirked.
“ Shall do then, thanks Jeff! “ I said, My mind raced at expecting some intense rituals but wasn’t that scared. And Jeff was being useful for once.
“ And don’t come upstairs until you are called!” He laughed.
I walked to the quarters under the deck, the eyes of a few crewmates darting to me as I did, smiling. Strange.
——
I saluted my crew on the quarters. A group of men around the early twenties.
There was Jhonatan or “Johnny”. And Charles, who was a real pain.
There were others, but he didn’t find them here yet.
We all have had done the same chores on rotation in addition to our “learning “ and had become sort-of close.
I saluted them, and then went to prepare, deciding to follow the suggestions Jeff gave me. Washing myself with a cloth and eating a little before going to rest.
The Quarters were in a mess and smelled funny as always, but I managed to zone out and get some shuteye.
——
Jeff barged into the quarters startling us all “Welp whelps it’s showtime! Come fast and let’s start this thing!” He screamed loudly and I heard muffled screams outside.
The party had started, a pirate crew isn’t exactly silent and as we walked into the main deck area that everyone starting making noise as they made a walkway to the center.
Whistles and screams filled the air, and then I and the rest of the “newbies” reached the center.
There was the captain. He was a hulking form of a man, tanned skin with wild hair and an untamed beard, bulging with muscles covered in fat, like a bodybuilder in bulk.
He looked at us, smirked, and then raised his voice.
“ Well hello little runts, you all have done great ‘till now but the moment of truth has come, to really join the crew and become a part of us! “
The pirates laughed loudly. And the captain got near to us, starting to walk around us like a shark.
“We have made many sort of initiations till now, but we have a little tradition around here. Let's call it” More laughs, there was a hilarity we didn’t get to know “And that's you doing something for us! A duty so to speak! To help us solve our problems! But many of us have things we oh so much would like to make you do, so we came up with a method to make ourselves happier”
The captain passed near me, closing in. I gulped, and fixed my stand and he exhaled a booming laugh; his breath was foul of alcohol and seafood and I had to hold myself from making a face.
“ So since you are more than usual, I decided to be generous and let the crew enjoy the right to some of you and vote about suggestions. Which Me and Jeff reviewed and wrote down on the papers in this hat.” One of the pirates handed the captain a hat with a few small pieces of paper inside. “In this hat lies your fate for the next week after which you will officially be a part of us! Real SeaMen!”
“Woohoo!”
“Yeah! “
“Heheheh”
“hahahah!”
Booming noise and cheering exploded around us and the captain let it simmer for a moment.
“So without keeping everyone’s balls blue anymore. Let’s start!“ he made a signal for us to come.
One by one we passed, each getting one paper out of the hat.
After we finished, the captain made us a sign and we opened them all at the same time.
My Paper read “Captain’s Service”.
I stared confused.
“ Ah, I see you are confused about the tasks given. Welp I guess I need to explain it” he laughed “Can the one with the ‘Captain’s service’ duty pass upfront so we can give a demonstration?” He gave us a signal.
I gulped and passed upfront.
As soon as I was next to him, the captain grabbed me in a headlock. So close to his pit, the captain’s smell assaulted me in waves. God, why hasn’t he taken a bath yet! He didn’t seem to care though as he started to bruise my hair with his other hand.
“Oh Lad, I’m going to have so much fun with you soon” He told me. Just as he continued, it seemed like he remembered something, as he stopped and called out “Hey Jeff, pass me the thing! The sooner the better!”
Jeff quickly rushed and passed the captain something; a small blue bottle with a red liquid inside. The captain quickly passed it to me, there was little liquid on it, like a shot.
“You’ll have to drink that lad, you can choose not to but I wouldn’t recommend it”.
I gulped the thing quickly. It tasted bitter and I made a face. The captain smiled.
“Poor guy!”
“No! I wanted that one!”
“Be kind captain! Or not!” Jeff joked.
Booming laughter and noise and many more reactions exploded. And soon the captain started to talk again.
“ You see lads, I found that this winter I have been experiencing some troubles due to the cold temperatures. I can’t shit without freezing my ass, not to think about my poor willie!” He moved his hips suggestively.
“So I came up with a solution, why freeze my underparts when there’s a perfectly good and warm toilet right here that I can use? And perfectly adjusted to human comfort too” He squeezed me harder.
Oh gahd. He was not suggesting… I felt a pit in my stomach as reality dawned on me. I couldn’t even hear the ruckus building on the back.
It must have reflected in my face, because the captain instantly turned to me with a wide grin. He released me from the headlock and manhandled me with both arms, his grip strong as iron as I was forced to look him in the eyes.
“So what do you say lad, the easy way or the hard way? I’m up for both and I don’t think you want the plank after so much time here, am I right?”
I shook my head.
“ Then kneel lad, I’m pissing myself and up for a demonstration” He laughed as he pushed my shoulders down, my knees giving up before I could caught myself. I stared up at him; he was grinning.
At waist eye level, I found watching the captain untying his belt. Slowly, ever so slowly - As if giving an expectable - humiliatingly I waited and as he finally pulled his pants just below the balls I stared at a humongous example of a cock. It was long, It was wide, it was hairy and it had a pungent smell of sweat and pee and cum.
It twitched.
“What are you waiting lad? Go down on it! I’m freezing!” He swinged his hips, dickslapping me in the face hard enough to leave my cheek tingling. A red mark surely on my face. “Lad, if you don’t go down on it by the time of three I will show you the hard way”
“One”
“Down on it! Down on it! Down on it!” The crew cheered
“Two” I stared at it, the warm smell hitting me in the face.
“Just do it David! You don’t want the Captain mad!”
“Down on it! Down on it!”
“Thre-“
Before he finished the sentence I was already opening my mouth, taking the monster inside of me - I felt it in slow motion - descending upon the captain’s cock as I opened my mouth and took it as deep as I could in a single motion.
“ Ahh~, good job, that sure hits a spot. But you can do better” He pushed my head down on him, as his still soft cock went down my throat and my nose buried under his hairy pelvis. I inhaled through my nose, his stench filling me inside and I swear I could taste it as he squeezed my hair “Good good”
“But still not what I want from you lad, I want you to open your mouth more and put my balls IN” he said, squeezing my jaw. I opened my mouth more and tried to get them in, but all I could achieve forcing myself to the limit was to get my tongue out.
I whimpered.
“Oh well, that’ll have to do. Keep your tongue out as much as you can so my balls can have a blanket okay? We’ll solve this problem soon enough”. I did as I was told. I had a big tongue and so after I got most of it out I unfortunately by luck managed to cover most of his musty balls.
“Finally” He said, he took a swig of a bottle someone had passed to him as if to remind me of my destiny, he then squared his footing, opening his legs and yanking me with his movement. He then took my hair pushing me in as he thrusted.
“Ah- Aaaah~” He sighed in relief. “This was a great idea”
A hot liquid started to flow in my mouth and throat, burning me. It was bitter and hot, as expected from someone who drank regularly, and its smell filled my nose and mouth; my breath was going to suffer. His dick started swelling, both from the pee and from the pleasure he clearly was enjoying by debasing me.
It was a long and generous piss, one of those which even the person peeing doesn’t know when it’s gonna end. Eventually it ended, but even as it did he didn’t just pull it out - no - he waited, getting comfortable and enjoying the feeling of my warm mouth around his dick on a winter night, as if I was just a tool meant to heat his cock.
“Suck the rest” he commanded, and soon I reluctantly sucked the remaining urine out of his urethra and chugged the last droplets of pee from his cock. “Convenient” he said and smiled at his own joke.
He finally got out, slapping me in the cheek two times with his dick as if to clean himself on me, again.
“You go lad! It wasn’t so hard was it?” He said as he raised his pants. The crowd cheered.
“ Are you crazy? And I have to do that for a week?!” I screamed, and as soon as it escaped my mouth I knew of my error. I went pale and inclined my head hoping for forgiveness.
It was silent for a single moment as I looked up.
He met my eyes and smiled, a sadist grin that promised nothing good.
“I was hoping you would ask” I gulped, the taste of the aftermath still in my mouth.
“No lad, you don’t have to do just that” He turned to the crew, his voice booming as he asked “Tell me boys, what else does a man do on the toilet?”
The crew responded. Cheering laughter, pity and thrill filling the crowd.
“Well it’s called shitter and not pisser for a reason Cap!”
“Well of course, shit!”
“Releasing the beast captain!”
“Takin’ a big ol’ crap of course”
Variants of this answer sounded all around, as his crew seemed to seal his destiny he couldn’t help but feel a pit deep into his stomach, already expecting what’s to come.
“Well you heard them didn’t you? I’ve been holding back for a while but since you seem so eager to do a full demonstration of your duties then that makes it all the easier!”
The pit in my stomach deepened. I whimpered quietly, no more than a squeak; that seemed to encourage him, as his smile widened and his eyes burned in a cruel light.
“You’re in for a ride lad, I haven’t been able to take a crap in days with this cold” He paused, and the pirates laughed, finding drunken amusement in the suffering. “Can someone pass us some rags for the boy to lie down?”
Someone rushed down and quickly threw a blanket made of rags, it was dirty - dirtier than usual - with stains and a strong smell of fermented sweat.
“Perfect! Now lie down, take off your shirt and put it behind your head boy, I want direct contact for maximum heat and comfort and I won’t have you getting a pillow dirty” I looked up at him, and at his huge size.
I took off my shirt, and then my pants and the rest of my clothes leaving me only in my stained white underwear. I expected I would need the extra support.
“ That’s the attitude!” The captain said as I laid down. “Now’s my turn”
The captain squatted in front of my face, pulling down the back of his pants to reveal the underwear he was wearing.
“I did you a favor before, but it’s your duty after all so you take it off” I leaned, raising my hands as he slapped them away “With your teeth” he threatened.
Straining myself, practically doing a push up to reach the dirty briefs with my mouth and using my teeth to catch them. As I bit down on them, an acrid taste entered my mouth. I tried to pull them down in one go but to no avail. I went up again, feeling the heat on my face as I tried and failed. His unwashed underwear was between my teeth as his big buttocks impeded the tight briefs from going down and I wondered If he chose them for this exact reason.
I had to get closer, pushing my face against his ass and I felt a slimy substance sticking to my face. ‘Don’t think about it, don’t think about it’. Up and down I rubbed against his ass, changing position to reveal his crack and ass. My nose rubbed against his crack many times as I had to be close to it to find purchase. I was notified with a yank when my job was done.
“ Good good, now lie down and stick out your tongue!” The captain said.
I lied down and soon his newly revealed ass covered my whole vision. It was hairy and I could feel his heat increase as he descended, the smell was intense and I thought I could see rests of shit forming clumps in his asshair. Soon he took seat.
He moved around, humping my face until my tongue was in direct contact with his anus.
“Now lick it, I want to relax” he commanded.
I refused, I couldn’t. The smell was already bad and I couldn’t imagine how bad it would taste.
“I said lick it lad!” He moved across my face, putting more weight into me and pressing me against the floor. “If you think this is bad lad then you don’t know what’s coming, defy me for a single moment and I’ll make sure every one of the marines take a turn on you AFTER I finish”
I made a pathetic sound and I reluctantly stuck my tongue out, and started licking. As soon as I did, a booming fart boomed on my face, burning my tongue and making me lightheaded. I trashed about instinctively but he didn’t budge, his weight pressing me to the floor.
“Bahahaha! That was a good one, but I’m not satisfied with this anymore lad. You should be thankful you were assigned to me. And so to show your eagerness you will stick your tongue in, helping me directly to loose up my insides so I can take a good shit, and don’t even think about sticking it out for any reason unless I say so”
I cried a little as I stuck my tongue into his asshole, the taste was horrid and the smell was already ínstense from shit and sweat.
“Ahh that feels good lad, now I can finally focus on my business. How hard was it to behave as a good ass heater eh? Now maintain those lips sealed good” He laughed, joined by the rest of the pirates.
Soon the onslaught began.
I felt his ass tighten against my tongue and the loosen as the first fart came. It filled my cheeks and came out of my nose as I tasted the smell of something that must’ve been building for a while.
He wasn’t lying when he said he hadn’t crapped in a while.
“THPPTPHTPHPHHPH”
“Prrrprrt”
“Frrt”
It continued, hot farts vibrating against my tongue and burning my mouth.
“Pfft” the putrid smell of the silent fart filled me, and I was filled with nausea - but even then the gagging didn’t come - soon something touched my tongue.
“Ungh “ the Captain grunted, “Pull your tongue out, and put it underneath my hole as a bridge lad, I know you have those lips sealed but I can feel this is a big one and I don’t want any mess” he said struggling.
Soon enough my tongue was placed under his convulsing asshole.
“Ungh, ghg. Grrngh.” I felt his weight descend on my head, pressing my face as his cheeks expanded and contracted with effort. “ Prepare yourself lad! I can’t stop now!”
I Inhaled deeply, the putrid air filling me, and with a last fart as warning as he pushed and a giant turd monster came out.
The captain grunted.
It was huge, and after a short moment it was already filling my mouth as my lips stretched to try and fit it in. It slipped through my tongue and directly into my throat, a taste bitter and putrid like no other filling me.
It was acrid and salty, and nausea filled me again as it filled me; and it did. There was no place in my mouth empty as the slimy yet firm turd slided down me. It was as if I was nothing but a pipe for the thing to pass through.
I thrashed about my legs, twitching as it filled my throat and I found my hands finding purchase on the captain’s gigantic legs as I panicked.
“Ggh, It’s a giant! I’m sorry son It seems my genius surpassed me! I planned to give you some time to chew but this is a monster! You’ll have to take it in one go! I’ll try to make it fast but *pffft* Ungh, this will be a hard one!” He pushed, his glutes every movement pressuring against my head.
The log continued to come, sliding down my tongue and into my throat, scraping against my mouth. It was the kind of shit that clogged a toilet and now I was on the lowest end of the deal.
“Ungh, fuck” the captain cursed, he leaned down, grabbed my arms and pulled. Hard. “Ugh!”
“Mmh! Mmm!” I tried to make a sound but found myself choked. He pulled harder, as if he was trying to close the distance between my mouth and whatever he had inside of him.
“Pfft” “Prppt” farts inflated my cheeks and more shit came out.
“Argh! The captain pulled my arms. Using me as a support point so he could push harder his log into my mouth.
My arms hurt, my mouth hurt, and my throat ached. It was the most grueling humiliating experience I’ve ever had.
I was lightheaded. Time had passed and I didn’t know how I had survived so much without air as the giant shit I struggled to swallow continued almost descending on its own.
But with a final tug on my arms I thought would pull them out of their sockets. The other end of the turd came.
“Arrgh!”
“PRpptpt” A fart and a small amount of runny shit entered my mouth.
“ Haa Haa haa… that was hard” Panting above me, the captain’s grip relaxed, seemingly relieved. He leaned back crushing my head as if forgetting I was there. Then seemingly remembering me he spoke “Oh, chew that for now, I’ll stay here”
I chewed and swallowed, now truly tasting the awful shit I had just been subjected to but wanting nothing more than to finally end the ordeal.
“That had to be one of the biggest I’ve had, shame I can’t really see it” he rambled.
As I finished, the Captain spoke to me once more.
“Lick me clean boy” he said tired. I did as I was told, the surface of my tongue felt every single hair and clump as I did, the lump of muscle palpitating. “Ohh, that feels good boy, you can’t imagine how hard that was.”
For real? He makes me pass through all that and the first thing he thinks is about how much he suffered?!
He stopped, thinking “Once you finish, continue massaging my anus, it really aches after that whole ordeal, you get me right?”
“Mmmm!” I cried, trying to protest.
“Great! your face is comfortably warm lad and I really have to catch my breath and relax after that”
his stomach grumbled
“Prrpttpt” a wet fart assaulted me, my face bouncing but I fought through it and continued cleaning.
“Don’t forget to stick it in boy” I inserted my tongue to clean his hole from the inside. His intestines pulsing.
Minutes passed, and after a time that seemed to extend without end and a few more silent farts the captain finally stood up.
Pulling up his pants he stared at me. My face was hot and red, humid from sweat that wasn’t just mine. I reeked.
“Stand up and go to my quarters and rest boy, this was a great demonstration of your duties. But there are still 6 days left and I want you available at all times, I’ll finish giving the others their tasks for now”
I slowly stood up, and the captain clapped my back.
The crew cheered. They laughed and thrashed about.
I walked, shamefully, to the captain quarters.
Just before entering I looked back.
Wondering
Which will be their duties?
