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                          BLOW THE MAN DOWN

                           by Jason Bonds

                              Chapter 6

 Licking Rick's  smooth suntanned ass was  turning Shawn on rapidly,
 and his stiffening  cock rose up hugely from  his red-furred crotch
 while he knelt behind the chained-up young stud. He gently prepared
 Rick's ass for fucking by depositing  warm saliva in the crevice of
 his ass and then pushing the accumulated spit into his asshole with
 his tongue.

 Cotton had  dimmed the huge  floodlight on the  bridge in hopes  of
 creating a more romantic atmosphere on  the deck of the Apollo. But
 Rick Marinaro found it impossible to  regard his rape as a romantic
 affair. The  subdued lighting seemed  to only make  the seamen less
 inhibited, which compounded Rick's terror.

 Damon  dropped to  his knees  before Rick's  tautly stretched body,
 kissing the hard flesh of his flat belly and nuzzling his nose into
 the black belly mane between his navel and his lush pubic hair. The
 scalloped ridges of the dark  stud's abdominal muscles stood out in
 bold relief as he tensed under Damon's and Shawn's hot tongues.

 Lucky tweaked one  of Rick's brown nipples and  licked hotly at the
 tuft of  black hair at  his armpit. Rick's  upwardly stretched arms
 flinched, rattling his  chains as Cotton moved to  his other armpit
 and licked  sensuously, tasting the salty  sweat there. While Lucky
 and  Cotton lapped  at Rick's  hairy armpits,  they ran their hands
 over his naked body, feeling his taut muscles and smooth flesh with
 sensitive fingertips.

 Rick's bronzed body undulated under the assault of four hot tongues
 and he threw his head back,  biting his lower lip and despising the
 unwanted  surge of  horny excitement  that was  building up in him.
 Damon  was licking  around his   hairy balls,  causing his  cock to
 respond with  a gradual swelling.  Shawn's tongue was  probing into
 his asshole, causing him to  remember the shameful pleasure Lucky's
 big prick had brought to his ass the day before. The titillation of
 having both arm-pits  licked made him squirm, and  he found himself
 actually looking  forward to the  moment when Damon  would suck his
 cock into his warm mouth.

 "Awwww!" Rick wailed pitifully. "God noooo!"

 Already he knew  his protests had taken on  a different meaning. He
 was no longer terrified of what they  were going to do to him -- he
 was terrified of the incredible  pleasures he knew were coming. His
 wailing was a desperate outcry against pleasure he was convinced he
 should not be experiencing.

 "God help me," Rick murmured as  he realized his prick was standing
 straight out  from his loins,  brushing against Damon's  face while
 the boy licked his balls.

 Damon  was  pleased  when  he  felt  Rick's  hardening cock pulsing
 against his temple.  He gave the stud's hairy  balls one last lick,
 then ran  the flat of  his tongue  up  the shaft of  his cock. Rick
 moaned in unwanted bliss when he  felt Damon's soft lips clamp over
 his  cock-knob.  The  boy  began  sucking  avidly, and Rick's prick
 jerked with  excitement. He lurched  his hips forward,  fucking the
 blunt  head  of  his  cock  into  the  buttery tightness of Damon's
 throat.

 Satisfied that  he had sufficiently lubricated  Rick's asshole with
 saliva, Shawn stood up and guided  the tip of his prick between the
 young stud's  buns, pressing his cock-head  into his wet ass-crack.
 Rick stopped lurching, afraid he was going to impale his ass on the
 redhead's  cock  while  he  was  fucking  Damon's  mouth. But Shawn
 pressed  forward, parting  the resisting  sphincter with  his thick
 cock-knob and the inevitable impalement of Rick's ass began.

 "Ohhhh, shit!" Rick rasped hoarsely as he felt Shawn's cock fucking
 into his ass. In the  next instant, Shawn's rough fuck-thrust drove
 the cock deeply into his ass-guts. "Uuungh!"

 Excited  by Rick's  helplessness,  Shawn  grasped the  young stud's
 slender  waist and  began to  fuck him  brutally, sending  jolts of
 burning pain through his loins.

 "Aaiiieee!" Rick shrieked loudly as Shawn's fucking prick plundered
 his shocked asshole. "Awwww, no! Don't!"

 Cotton and  Lucky moved away, leaving  Rick to Shawn and  Damon for
 the moment.  Anxiously awaiting their  turns, they sat  down on the
 deck  and guzzled  beer while  they watched.  Lucky was jacking his
 colossal  prick, terrorizing  Rick with  the mere  sight of  such a
 frighteningly  huge prick.  While Shawn  fucked his  ass and  Damon
 sucked  his  cock,  Rick  stared  aghast  at  Lucky's  big  pole of
 cock-meat.

 "Want this  up your butt again?"  Lucky asked when he  saw how Rick
 was looking at his cock while he jacked off.

 "Hell no!" Rick spat, scowling at the big brute.

 Lucky laughed, looking back at Cotton. "Man, you should've seen him
 humpin' that  cute ass up  for more when  I fucked him  in the bunk
 room. The crazy  fucker kept hollerin' no and  backing his ass onto
 my cock at the same time. He can't help loving it!"

 "Shut  up!" Rick  yelled, knowing  that what  Lucky said  was true.
 "Just shut up!"

 "Just let  me know when you  want it," Lucky said  snidely, wagging
 his big cock lewdly at Rick.

 "Never!"  Rick  cried  out,  even  as  he  was  beginning  to  feel
 pleasurable sensations from Shawn's cock  fucking in and out of his
 ass.

 Cotton took a swig of beer and  lay back, propping himself up on an
 elbow. "You  should've seen his  face when Shawn  and I caught  him
 beating his meat on the bridge this morning," he said to Lucky. "He
 was getting off on watching us sixty-nine."

 Being  reminded of  how he  had come  to be  in this situation sent
 another shock wave through Rick's  tormented mind. He hung his head
 in disgrace  and closed his  eyes, ceasing his  struggling. When he
 relaxed somewhat, the prick that was plunging in and out of his ass
 caused less  pain and more  pleasure. Combined with  the sensations
 caused by Damon  sucking his cock, the fucking  began to feel good.
 There was still pain, but the pain was good.

 Rick couldn't believe it. Once again,  he was being driven toward a
 mind- blowing  climax by a cock  fucking into his ass-guts.  It was
 happening  again,  and  he  was  helpless  to  control  the strange
 sensations flooding  his body. He  couldn't keep from  enjoying the
 hot friction  of Shawn's cock  fucking his ass.  Rick relaxed more,
 letting the manacles on his wrists support his weight.

 Just as  he was getting  accustomed to Shawn's  relentless fucking,
 Rick  realized the  redhead was  about to  shoot his  wad. He  felt
 Shawn's hands clutching frantically at  his slender waist, felt the
 guy's  cock fucking  his ass  at incredible  speed, and  sensed his
 mounting excitement.

 Shawn began to bite at the back of Rick's neck, fucking his cock in
 to the balls  and wallowing his cock-lance deeply  within the young
 stud's  ass- guts.  He reached  around Rick's  waist, clasping  him
 tightly as he shuddered in the initial throes of climax.

 Rick felt Shawn's hot cum-load  burst forth within his ravaged ass,
 flooding  his  bowels  with  liquid  heat  as  the jism exploded in
 rapid-fire  spurts.  He  saw  Lucky  watching  his face while Shawn
 fucked his ass full of cum, and  he knew Lucky could tell he wasn't
 finding the experience as appalling as he pretended. Lucky had been
 there and he knew... knew that, no matter what Rick said, he was as
 cock-crazy as Damon.

 The sensation  of Shawn's cum filling  his guts sent Rick  over the
 edge. His cock was tingling in Damon's sucking mouth, and his balls
 drew up tightly against his crotch. He bit his lip, knowing that to
 cum would  prove -- once  again -- that  getting fucked in  the ass
 excited and thrilled him. He tried to hold back his climax, tensing
 his  muscles and  closing his  eyes  again  to the  sight of  Lucky
 Donovan's muscle-bound body and gigantic  prick. But it was no use.
 The stimulation  provided by Damon's hot  mouth was inescapable and
 Rick felt his cum surging up through his cock.

 Unable  to stop  himself, Rick  lifted his  feet from  the deck and
 clamped  his smooth  suntanned thighs  around the  teenager's head.
 with  Shawn's cum-  gushing prick   still embedded  in his  ass, he
 squeezed Damon's head  between his legs and let his  cum go. As his
 cum-load  filled the  boy's mouth,   Rick threw  his head  back and
 lolled his tongue out, gasping and moaning in unleashed ecstasy.

 "Look  at that!"  Lucky said  enthusiastically while  he and Cotton
 watched the spectacle of Rick  Marinaro finally letting himself go.
 "Man, he needed that."

 "I know," Cotton smiled between swigs  of beer. "It's been tough on
 him, but he's about to come around."

 "He's there already," Lucky said,  watching the expression of utter
 bliss that came over Rick's face in the aftermath of his stupendous
 climax. "I think he's gonna be all right now."

 Damon  gulped heartily,  swallowing the  rich creamy  cum that kept
 filling  his mouth.  He couldn't  hear the  others talking  because
 Rick's  strong thighs  were clamped  against his  ears. All  he was
 aware  of  was  Rick's  cum-belching  cock  in  his  mouth. He kept
 swallowing,  savoring the  alkaline flavor  of the  warm jism  that
 coated his teeth and gums and filled his cheeks.

 Reaching beneath Rick's ass -- which  was suspended in midair as he
 hung from  the chains and  locked his legs  around Damon's neck  --
 Damon  felt  where  Shawn's  thick  prick  was  fucked  into Rick's
 clasping  asshole. He  could  feel  the stud's  sphincter clenching
 rhythmically on Shawn's cock, clenching in a tempo that matched the
 spurts of cum rushing into Damon's sucking mouth.

 Rick  looked down  at the  way he  was clamping  his thighs  around
 Damon's head and saw how the  boy's ovaled lips were clinging wetly
 around  the base  of his  cock,  how  his hairy  balls were  hammed
 against the cute teenager's chin. He suddenly wished he could reach
 down and caress Damon's soft brown  hair, but the manacles kept his
 arms aloft. All  he could do was rub Damon's  back lightly with the
 tips of  his toes, which were  curling downward with delight  as he
 kept cumming.

 When his cock  finally quit spurting jism into  Damon's mouth, Rick
 began to  bounce his ass on  Shawn's spent prick, which  was slowly
 shrinking. He bounced anxiously, as if trying to pump up a new load
 of  cum for  a non-stop  marathon climax.  But his  lurching caused
 Shawn's limp prick to dislodge from his asshole with a wet slurp.

 "Holy shit!"  Shawn gasped as he  backed away, startled at  the way
 Rick's  sucking asshole  had tried  to revive  his exhausted  cock.
 "Talk about fucking! This guy doesn't know when to stop!"

 Rick  heard  Shawn's  remarks,  but  he  no  longer cared what they
 thought. He was caught up in a raging lust that knew no bounds, and
 he kept lurching his ass,  holding Damon's head tightly between his
 legs,  unable to  stifle the   incredible need  that burned  in his
 loins.

 To  Damon's amazement,  Rick's cock  began to  enlarge again in his
 mouth,  stiffening to  full rigidity  in a  short time.  Rick began
 vibrating all over while he lurched wildly, cramming the thick head
 of his  cock into the  back of Damon's  throat. Unable to  take any
 more  face-fucking, the  boy pried  Rick's strong  thighs apart and
 fell backward, sucking in deep breaths  and looking up at the naked
 young stud in bewilderment.

 "Jesus Christ!" Damon said, licking Rick's cum from his lips. "He's
 already ready to go again!"

 Rick was standing again, his feet planted widely apart on the deck,
 his arms held  up in a V by  the chains. His big cock  was standing
 stiffly  at  an  upward  angle,  bobbing  as  if  begging  for more
 attention. His beautiful bronzed body  glistened with sweat, and he
 was breathing convulsively.

 "All  right!" Lucky  laughed, getting  up and  killing his beer. He
 threw the  can overboard and  sauntered over to  Rick, grasping his
 throbbing prick. "How now, huh?"

 Rick looked at Lucky's handsome face  for a second, then turned his
 face away, unable to look the guy in the eyes. But his pulsing cock
 in Lucky's  hand revealed what  he found himself  unable to say  --
 that he was enjoying their cocks, their mouths and their bodies.

 "You  ready to  suck some  cock now?"  Lucky asked,  slowly jacking
 Rick's rock-hard prick.

 "No," Rick whispered still looking away.

 "Do you really mean no," Lucky asked suspiciously, "or are you just
 sayin'  that from  force of  habit? Huh?"  He held  Rick's chin and
 turned his face where he could see him better.

 Lucky was surprised  to see Rick's dark lashes  wet and matted, and
 glistening tears streaking down the sides  of his nose. It was only
 then that he realized what pain had been born of Rick's pleasure.

 Rick was surprised when Lucky enveloped  him in his brawny arms and
 held him tenderly  for a moment, their cheeks  pressed together and
 their hard cocks touching. There was, after all, tenderness beneath
 the brute's vulgar and crass exterior.

 Lucky  turned his  head slightly  and licked  the salty  tears from
 Rick's  face. It  was then   that Rick  saw beyond  the superficial
 wildness in Lucky's huge brown eyes.  While the big hunk sicked and
 kissed his  face, Rick could see  a depth of character  in his eyes
 that  he had  failed to  perceive before.  And, paradoxically, Rick
 began to feel warmth and affection  for the handsome savage who had
 brutally raped him just the day before.

 "I  think  maybe  I'm  going  crazy,"  Rick  murmured,  resisting a
 compulsion to kiss the big stud.

 "Naw, man," Lucky whispered, kissing Rick's chin affectionately and
 still holding  him tightly. "You're  just comin' out  of it. You've
 been crazy for a long time and just didn't know it."

 "What's  all this  whispering about?"  Damon asked  uneasily as  he
 popped a  fresh can of  beer open. "You  guys fallin' in  love over
 there or something?"

 Rick  and Lucky  ignored Damon's  question. Cotton  and Shawn  were
 sitting together,  watching with rapt attention  as Lucky continued
 to hug  the chained- up  prisoner. None of  them had ever  seen big
 mean Lucky  Donovan act this  way before, and  his behavior was  so
 startling to them that a strange silence fell over the group.

 "You  want me  to fuck   you?" Lucky  whispered, his  sensuous lips
 almost touching Rick's.

 "Awwww, man!" Rick  moaned, his intonation in a  strange mixture of
 agony and ecstasy.

 The dark young stud pursed his  lips, causing them to touch Lucky's
 mouth in invitation. Lucky  responded instantly, pressing his thick
 sexy lips to  Rick's mouth and kissing him.  Rick twisted his head,
 grinding  his  soft  lips  against  Lucky's  mouth as their darting
 tongues  touched. Rick  moaned, wishing  desperately that  his arms
 were free... free to run his hands through Lucky's beautiful shaggy
 blonde hair, free to touch the smooth skin of his massive shoulders
 and chest... free to grasp the big hunk's super-cock in his hands.

 The day  before when he  had been  tied  up and fucked  in the bunk
 room, Rick had been thankful for  the bonds that prevented him from
 responding the way  he wanted to. But that  no longer mattered. Now
 he wanted to tough those studly  bodies. He still couldn't face the
 prospect of sucking  cock, yet he wanted to  touch the guys, wanted
 to feel their naked bodies and caress their cocks.

 "What  is this  shit?" Damon  demanded, slapping  Lucky's bare  ass
 hard. "You never kiss me like that!"

 Shawn and Cotton laughed at the boy's jealous snit and then cheered
 Lucky and Rick on as they continued their passionate kiss. Rick was
 rubbing his  hard cock against  Lucky's stomach, and  Lucky's hands
 were swarming feverishly over the young stud's suntanned body.

 "Hey!" Damon shouted near their  faces. "Stop it!" He punched Lucky
 hard on the shoulder with his fist.

 Lucky's  and  Rick's  mouths   finally  parted.  Rick's  eyes  were
 glistening with moisture  and he was looking at Lucky  as if he had
 never really seen a man before.

 "You're a  beautiful guy," Rick  said boldly, looking  into Lucky's
 fawn- like eyes.

 "Aw," Lucky smiled,  "you're just sayin' that because  you know I'm
 gonna fuck you."

 "Just don't  be so goddamned sure  of that, Don Juan!"  Damon said,
 standing beside them with his hands  on his hips. "I don't like the
 way things are going here. Why don't you let Cotton have his turn?"

 "Yeah!" Cotton shouted, clambering to his feet. "You've already had
 a preview fuck yesterday, Lucky. My turn!"

 "Fuck me,"  Rick whispered to  Lucky, gazing unwaveringly  into the
 big stud's eyes.

 "All  right!" Lucky  said happily,  snapping his  fingers. "I  knew
 you'd say that sooner or later."

 Perhaps Lucky had known, but  Rick Marinaro certainly had not known
 he would ever ask a man to fuck his ass. He could hardly believe he
 had uttered the  words, and yet a wonderful  sense of release swept
 over him the moment he had said it. He went limp, dangling from his
 chains and lowering  his head, unable to look  at the anxious faces
 of the  four fishermen. But  it felt good  to have said  it at long
 last. It felt so good he wanted to say it again.

 "Fuck me!" Rick screamed, piercing the  still of the night with his
 wanton outburst. "Fuck the shit out of me! Fuck me! Oh God, fuck my
 ass off!"

 "Get over  here and fuck this  nut, Cotton," Damon suggested  as he
 tugged at Lucky's huge bicep.  "Come on, Lucky... you're gonna fuck
 me."

 "He wants me," Lucky said, resisting his young lover's tugs.

 "So do I, goddamn it!"

 "Anybody!"  Rick shouted,  flopping  his  head wildly  and lurching
 about in  a frenzy of lust.  "All I want is  a cock up my  hot ass!
 Anybody's cock!"

 Damon posed  cutely for Lucky,  one hand on  his hip as  he grinned
 slyly. "Well! So much for that, Mister Wonderful."

 Embarrassed, Lucky  looked at Damon's  smirking face for  a second.
 Then he looked at Rick, who was writhing and struggling against his
 chains,  lurching  his  naked  ass  as  if  fucking  himself  on an
 invisible prick. Suddenly, Lucky realized  he just happened to have
 been the  one who was  there at the  right moment --  that the same
 thing would have  happened, no matter which of  the four seamen had
 been  with Rick  at that  crucial moment  when his defenses finally
 collapsed and he gave in to his inner urges.

 "My turn," Cotton said, winding at  Lucky as he moved behind Rick's
 thrashing body.

 "Oh,  yeahhh!"  Rick  purred  contentedly  when  he  felt  Cotton's
 nine-inch cock fucking into his ass.  "Yeah man, fuck it to me!" He
 began gyrating his ass on Cotton's big prick, babbling incoherently
 as he thrilled his butt on another cock.

 Rick's arms  were hurting from being  held aloft by the  chains for
 such a  long time, but  his ass felt  fantastic, stuffed with  nine
 inches of  hard prick. He  gyrated his naked  butt wildly, churning
 Cotton's cock  within his gurgling ass-guts  and feeling the blonde
 stud's crotch hair scouring his smooth ass- cheeks.

 "Good God, I love it!" Rick  muttered under his breath as he fucked
 himself into a frenzy on Cotton's prick. "I just love it!"

 "I  know just  what you  mean," Damon  said as  he grasped  Lucky's
 horse-cock and  caressed the huge  fucker that had  entertained his
 hot little ass so many times. "There's nothin' like it."

 The marvelous  feel of Lucky's  hard cock-lance in  his hand caused
 the  youth's  asshole  to  begin  twitching  in anticipation of the
 massive shafting he knew he would soon get.