Mathias pushed the much larger man against the wall of the ship, reaching up and pressing his parted lips against the other man's waiting mouth. Warm mint and tobacco filled his senses as his tongue snaked into his mouth to find his tongue. He pushed his hips forward and felt the erection he was creating from the other man. His own dick rubbed against it as he moved his hips back and forth. His hands slid down his muscled, hairy arms before moving to his hips. He snuck his fingers into the other man's waistband before the man stopped him.

"Mathias," Max panted before crushing his lips to his once more. Mathias moaned at how Max said his name. It was so full of need and desire. He reached for his pants again but Max slid down his body to his knees. Mathias looked down into the smoldering gray eye, the other eye covered by a tattered bandana. He bit his lip and cupped Max's face, his fingers toying with the braids nestled in his red beard. Max eased Mathias' pants down, freeing his erect cock. His lips parted to take him into his mouth.....

The captain grunted and sent a stinging slap across Mathias' ass as he unloaded deep into his guts. Mathias blinked coming back into reality as he felt the slippery cock slide out of his worn asshole. He grimaced as he realized his cock was semi hard from his reverie. He was glad he was bent over the table so the captain wouldn't think this touture brought him pleasure. Mathias stood, pulling his pants up quickly to hide his shame. Captain Judge was already pouring himself another drink. He eyed the boy with glazed eyes.

"You don't fight me like you used to." the captain slurred. He chuckled lowly as he sank into his chair. He waved his hand dismissively at the boy.

"Get out." he said sharply. He watched the boy scurry away, dark thoughts clouding his mind.

Mathias stepped into the cold night air and shivered. He walked to the edge of the deck and looked over at the inky water. The air burned his lungs as he took a deep cleansing breath trying desperately to get the torment out of his mind.

"I was thinking of you again, Max," Mathias said, still facing the water.

"Yur gitting good a noticin me," Max said with a chuckle as he stepped up beside the small boy.

"I can smell you, first," Mathias teased, but he really could smell the mint and tobacco scent that hung around the large man.

Max looked down at him. "I want ye ta tink of me." he said softly.

Mathias shook his head, "I can't.... I don't.... I don't want to think of you when I am in there. It, it... it's too much." He felt a hot tear slip down his cheek. He hadn't cried since Max first sucked his dick, that had been weeks ago.

Max brushed the tear away with a calloused finger. He took his hand and squeezed it gently, but didn't say anything. He exhaled, his breath fogging in the cold air.

Mathias shook his head. "I'm sorry Max, I don't mean to bring it up...." his voice trailed off and cracked.

Max pulled on his hand. "Come wit me, I ken what cha need." He pulled the boy to a secluded area of the deck. He tucked them into the hidden area and was immediately on his knees pulling the boy's soft cock into his mouth. His warm, wet tongue swirled around his head. Mathias reached down and buried his hands into Max's long red hair feeling the blood rushing to his dick. Max slurped and sucked bringing his hand up to cup the boy's balls. Mathias let himself get lost in the amazing sensations as Max's skilled mouth brought him closer and closer to the release he needed. All too soon he was bucking against Max's throat as he shot stream after stream into his mouth. Max held his hips keeping him from pulling out of his mouth until he had swallowed.

Max pulled him into his arms and they snuggled on the deck watching the stars, the silence stretched between the two of them. The ship rocked and creaked in the quiet night. Max's deep steady breathing was soothing to Mathias as he snuggled deeper into his chest.

"Max?" Mathias broke the silence with his question.

"Mm?" Max rumbled in response, looking down at him.

"Why do you not let me return your favors?" Mathias whispered feeling the heat rise in his cheeks.

Max smiled and kissed him on the head. "Ye ain't redy fer dat, yit." he said simply, pulling Mathias closer.

They relaxed to each other again and Mathias listened as Max changed the subject, telling him tales from his past adventures until he fell asleep in his arms. Max carried him to his hammock and tucked him in before climbing into his own hammock, his mind running circles.

.......

Two nights later Max pulled Mathias out of his hammock and led him up onto the deck. His grip on his arm was unforgiving as he practically drug him across the deck to the captain's quarters. Mathias looked up at Max and felt fear turn his blood to ice at the look on Max's face. It was knotted with rage, and something else, an intense sadness. Max pushed the door open and instead of pushing Mathias inside alone, he stepped into the room with him, shutting the door behind them. Mathias swallowed as the air crackled with electric tension. Max finally let go of Mathias' arm, letting the boy take two steps away from him.

"Maaaaaax," The captain leered, "Have a seat." he motioned to the seat across the table from him. Max sat down, tossing his long red braid behind his back before leaning back and toying with the braids in his beard.

"It has been a while since I have thrown you a bone, old friend." Captain Judge said, his voice thick and seductive , like honey. "And this is too good of a bone not to share."

The captain smirked and cocked his head as he eyed the silent man. Max's face showed no emotion.

"Strip, boy." the captain ordered, turning his attention to Mathias.

Mathias nervously looked between the two men before slowly removing his clothes. He felt the most exposed he had ever felt through all of his torment on this ship. He glanced up once and saw Max's expressionless grey eye burning a hole right through him before dropping his gaze and getting on with his task. He kicked his clothes away and stood with his head down as he felt the eyes of the two men upon him. He wished the ship would give way and the sea could swallow him up, giving him to the Kraken.

"Mmmm mm." Captain Judge whistled. "Isn't he a nice catch, Max?"

"Mm. 'E is a nic'un." Max growled.

"Just wait until you get to try that mouth of his." The captain stood and strode over to the boy. He pulled him over to the table and bent him over it. Max stared at the bruises covering Mathias' body in different stages of healing. Most were focused on his ass and hips, but some were scattered around other places. His jaw flexed as he ground his teeth.

The captain kicked Mathias' feet apart and pulled his ass cheeks apart, letting Max get a good view of his loosened hole.

"Now this has gotten some use, but it still gets the job done." Captain Judge leered before spitting a gob of spit onto the hole and worked it in with his thumb.

"Get up here and have some fun, I'm going to use his perfect little mouth." The captain patted the boy's ass before moving up to his head. He laced his fingers into the boy's sandy blonde hair before forcing his dripping cock into the boy's mouth.

Max stood and took his slowly hardening cock out of his pants. He pressed the tip against his puckered hole and began to push. Mathias squealed around the cock in his mouth which made Captain Judge laugh and groan in pleasure.

Max moved his hand to cover the boy's ass. When the captain was distracted by his own pleasure, Max pushed his cock down between the boy's legs and pushed his thumb into his asshole. Mathias screamed and fought the two men. The captain forced more of his cock down his throat with a satisfied growl. Max pumped his cock between the boy's legs making it look like he was bottomed out inside of him. He pinched his thumb in the boy's ass to get him to scream and fight, and it worked.

The two men worked the small boy over for what felt like hours before the captain pulled his throbbing cock from the boy's mouth. Mathias gasped for air and gagged as the bile trapped in his mouth from the throat fucking was coughed up. He felt Max rip his thumb out of his sore ass and he whimpered in pain and terror.

"Let me use that ass, Max, you can creampie his throat." Captain Judge winked at Max as he traded places with him. "Damn Max! You got this boy opened up, nice!" The captain began working his spit covered cock into the boy's hole.

Mathias refused to look up as he felt the familiar firm, yet gentle touch of Max's calloused hands on his face. He closed his eyes as a tear escaped one eye. Max wiped the tear away as he slid the other hand into his shaggy hair. Mathias opened his mouth submissively as Max nudged his thick dick inside. Max's breath hissed as Mathias instinctively swirled his tongue along the underside of his prick.

Captain Judge ruthlessly pounded the boy's ass, forcing the boy's mouth to slide up and down on Max's dick. Max didn't let himself last long and soon unleashed a massive amount of semen into the boy's mouth. It began escaping his mouth and dripping onto the floor. Max stepped back and slouched into the chair, watching the captain rail the boy a while longer before pulling out to stuff his cock back down the boy's throat. Max's knuckles turned white as he watched the boy take the abuse. He was relieved when the captain finally held the boy's head mashed into his pubes and came down his throat.

The captain poured two drinks. He kicked the boy in the left asscheek. "Get out of here, boy." he growled.

Mathias pushed himself off of the table and shakily put his clothes back on. His cheeks burned red as he kept his head down, unable to look at Max. Max picked up his glass and downed the drink, Captain Judge poured him another and began a tale of an adventure they had been on. Mathias shut the door as both men roared with laughter.

Mathias ran to the side of the ship again like he had done so long ago. He looked down at the choppy waves, wanting so badly to throw himself overboard. A choked sob escaped him as so many mixed and confusing emotions overtook him. He scurried to a safe place below deck where no one would find him. He cried tears of rage, agony, pain, confusion, and betrayal for hours by himself.

.......

"Mathias? Mathias, ye down er?" Max whispered into the darkness. He held a candle out and squinted into the dark space. He could hardly make out the shape of the boy, curled up against a sack of potatoes. He had looked everywhere else, so it had to be the boy.

"Mathias?" He whispered again as he reached out and brushed the boy's shoulder. The boy stiffened and flinched away from his touch.

"Oh Mathias...." Max said, his voice cracking. He sat across from the boy giving him space. The candlelight bounced off of the boy's tear stained face. He refused to look at Max.

"I'm, I'm so sorry," Max started before falling silent again. He so desperately wanted to scoop the boy up and squeeze him as tightly as he could.

"Why?" Mathias finally croaked. He sniffed as he glanced at Max's pained face. "I trusted you."

Max felt like he had been double punched in the guts.

"Captain Judge is ruthless, 'e 'ould av kilt us bot," Max started to explain his voice cracking again.

"I wish you had." Mathias said. His watery brown eyes staring straight into Max's soul. "I wish you had just killed me."

Max blinked as his shoulder heaved in a great sob. "I ken Mathias. I wish I could ave jis killed ye. Tit ould av been de bist ting ta do fer ya.' He sobbed again and tears began to stream from his gray eye, a dam inside of him breaking.

"I kint kill ye, Mathias, cause.... I love ye." Max sniffed feeling the words hang in the air between them.

Mathias watched in shock as the hard, emotionless man he was used to broke in front of him. His mouth hung slightly open as the three words echoed in his head.

Max crawled towards him and began to kiss his boots. Mathias was too shocked to move as the huge man kissed his way up his legs. Once again, his dick was wrapped in the familiar and comforting embrace of Max's mouth. Max wanted so desperately to make Mathias understand, but he didn't know what to do. Love was a new language for him.

Max pulled his mouth off of the boy's prick and looked up at him. He took Mathias' hand and put it on his bandana. He was always careful not to let anyone see his scarred eye socket.

"Mathias, I want you to see me." Max said, his voice trembling.

Mathias inhaled, knowing what this meant to Max. He pulled the bandana off and stared into the scarred mass of tissue hidden under the fabric. The scar started in his hairline and continued over his eye, through the corner of his mouth, and down off of his face. The scarring under the bandana was the worst. The eye socket was a grotesque thing to see. Max's good eye stared into him showing Mathias just how vulnerable this made him. He could feel the large man trembling.

Max pumped Mathias' cock a few times. "Mathias....... I want ye t' fuck me, if'in you'd like it..."

Mathias' cock jumped in Max's giant hand making the corner of Max's mouth twitch into a smile.

Max stepped back from the boy and began to undress in the dancing candlelight. The light glimmered off of his thick red chest and arm hair. His large cock hung between his legs, his red pubes curled around it like a halo.

Mathias stood and kissed Max's freckled shoulder as Max sank to all fours in front of the boy. He turned and presented his ass to the boy, looking back over his shoulder at him. His braid had come loose and his long red hair spilled over his shoulders. Mathias licked his lips as he gazed down at the strong, powerful man submitting before him.

He sank to his knees behind the man and ran his hands down his tight, hairy ass. His fingers dug in and spread the man's cheeks so he could see his winking asshole. Mathias leaned closer and pressed his tongue against it. Max jumped and pulled away from him.

"Mathias, I didn't mean like that." Max said sheepishly. Mathias grinned as he saw Max's cheeks flush pink.

"Hush now, Max." Mathias whispered. Feeling a rush of power at making Max uncomfortable. He leaned in again and pushed his tongue against Max's asshole again. He drooled into his hole working on getting him as wet as possible. After a minute or two he slid a finger inside of Max. Max gasped and bucked his hips. Mathias stuck with him and spit more saliva onto his fingers. He worked Max's ass with his tongue and fingers until he had three fingers inside him and Max was rolling his hips, begging for more.

Mathias sat back on his heels and spit into his palm. He rubbed more drool onto his own hard cock, making it slick. He put his hand on Max's hip. Max looked back at him and Mathias nodded reassuringly.

"Tell me to stop, and I will." Mathias whispered, remembering the first time Max had sucked his abused cock. He pushed forward and began to ease his cock into his ass. It was tight and wet. Max gasped and then groaned, his deep voice making the hairs on Mathias' neck stand up at the sound of pure pleasure.

"Mathias," Max moaned, "Yes, Mathias."

Mathias thrust again and slid further into the larger man's canal. He stopped when he was fully sheathed in the man's ass. He let his hands explore Max's muscular body, feeling Max tense and relax against the cock buried in his ass.

Mathias began to rock back and forth sliding in and out of Max. He added more saliva to his cock as he picked up speed. Max shook in pleasure as his own cock bounced up and down with each trust.

"Oh Mathias.... Oh Mathias! I'm gonna, I'm gonna!" Max began mewling in a strange voice Mathias had never heard him use. He buried himself deep in Max's guts and let himself unload into him as he reached around and pumped Max's cock. Max growled in pleasure and began to come long heavy spurts that arched across the floor. When he was done orgasming, Max crumpled to the floor in a heap with Mathias still inside of him. Mathias eased his softening cock out of Max and wiped the sweat from his forehead and chest.

Max rolled over and looked up at Mathias. "I am so sorry. When I hurt ye, tit 'urts me wurse." Max reached up and pulled Matias down on top of him. He kissed him deeply, ignoring his own semen and ass still in Mathias' mouth.

Mathias kissed Max deeply, his battered mind racing at what had just happened. The betrayal and submission, the tension and the release. He was scared of what would happen next, but all he could hear were the three words, "I love ye."

To be continued.....
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