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BLOW THE MAN DOWN by Jason Bonds Chapter 10 Damon's cock stiffened quickly again in Rick's sucking mouth. Sitting on his haunches and naked, Rick held onto the sexy teenager's hard-muscled legs and fucked his handsome face on his prick. Damon still had his ragged cut- offs on, and his cock and balls were exposed where the lower edge of the shorts had been pushed up. The hard cock and hairy balls protruding from beneath the grayed denim made the blow-job seem deliciously naughty to Rick. The great rolling tidal waves has subsided, but the Apollo was still lurching and listing precariously on the storm-tossed sea, and incredibly intense rain pelted the big windows of the pilothouse, obscuring the view most of the time. "I'll take the helm for a while, Lucky," Cotton said. He patted Lucky's broad shoulder. "Good job. You got us through the worst of it." "We're not out of the woods yet," Lucky said. "But I need a break." He rubbed his massive cock-bulge as he stepped over beside Damon and Rick. Damon reached out and ran his hand over his studly lover's firm, flat belly, exploring the bare flesh between the top of his jeans and the lower edge of his midriff T-shirt. Shawn watched with mounting excitement while Lucky and Damon kissed and Rick went on sucking Damon's cock. Shawn unfastened his jeans and flopped his hardening prick out as he stepped over beside Lucky. While they continued kissing, Damon undid Lucky's jeans and pushed them down over his hips, revealing his bare loins. Lucky's colossal cock was already hard and it sprang free of his tight jeans and thumped up against his stomach, bobbing near Rick's cheek. Wild tingles raced up and down Rick's spine and the hair on the back of his neck stood up with excitement as he realized what was happening. He had a hard prick in his mouth, and two more cocks were being wagged near his face. He slurped his mouth from Damon's cock, looking up at Shawn and Lucky with lustful eyes. "I want to suck all you guys off, and I want you to come in my mouth," he said, enjoying hearing himself say it. "I love your big juicy pricks!" He sucked on the head of Shawn's cock for a moment, then quickly moved to Lucky's horse-prick, sucking the giant wedge of his cock-knob into his mouth. "Hey!" Damon blurted, grabbing Rick by the hair of his head. "One at a time, man... and I'm first!" He pulled Rick's face from Lucky's crotch and jammed his cock back into the young stud's mouth. Thrilled by the boy's masterful attitude, Rick began to suck hungrily on his cock while he caressed his hairy balls. And, while he sucked Damon's cock, Rick maneuvered onto his knees and thrust his naked ass upward, knowing that Lucky Donovan wouldn't be able to keep from fucking him. Lucky looked at Rick's adorable suntanned butt for a few seconds. His gigantic prick lurched in his hand as he recalled the pleasures of the night before. He glanced at Shawn, who was also eying Rick's vulnerable ass anxiously. "That cock-trap ass of his is too fuckin' sweet to resist," Lucky said, quickly dropping to his knees behind Rick. "Yeah," Shawn agreed, somewhat disappointed that he hadn't moved faster and beat Lucky to Rick's ass. "He's super-fuckable." Rick released Damon's cock from his mouth and looked back at Lucky. "You can fuck me a little if you want to, but don't cum up my butt. I want your load in my mouth. Okay, stud?" "Right," Lucky said as he wedged his massive cock-knob between Rick's smooth brown buns and into the crack of his ass. "Suck!" Damon commanded, grabbing Rick's hair again and forcing his cock back into his mouth. Rick drew back again, looking back at Lucky. "Be cruel," he said excitedly. "I like it that way!" "I'll show you how to get cruel!" Damon snapped irritably. He grabbed Rick's hair, yanking hard this time as he fucked his hard prick down his throat, jamming his hairy groin roughly against Rick's soft lips. Then, holding Rick's head by his hair, the aroused teenager began to fuck his face brutally, causing air to burst from Rick's nostrils every time the cock-head jammed into his tight throat. At the same time, Lucky shoved hard, fucking his giant cock painfully into Rick's resisting asshole. The thick shaft of his cock plunged inward, dragging Rick's sore and raw ass-ring in with it. The hairy flesh of the crevice of Rick's ass was stretched tautly as his clapsing sphincter tried to follow the plunging prick into the depths of his guts. Rick gurgled on Damon's cock as he felt his ass-guts being pushed asunder by the plunging of Lucky's massive fucker. Pain radiated from his ravaged asshole, surging through his loins. Lucky began to fuck Rick's ass vigorously, coordinating his fuck-thrusts with Damon's fucking of the young stud's mouth. They fucked in unison, simultaneously scouring Rick's smooth buns and his soft lips with wiry pubic hair on each inward fuck-thrust. It was heaven for Rick Marinaro. At last, he had a cock up his ass and another cock fucking his mouth. He only wished he had yet another fuck-hole with which to accommodate Shawn's prick. Shawn, who was entertaining similar notions, began jabbing his drooling cock-head against Rick's ear -- as if actually expecting to fuck him in the ear. Rick reached up and grasped Shawn's cock, rubbing the prick-tip against his cheek while his mouth was stuffed with Damon's cock-meat. Shawn's warm, slippery pre-cum coated the side of Rick's face with glistening slime. "You silly shit," Cotton chuckled, having seen Shawn trying to fuck Rick in the ear. The crotch of Cotton's jeans was bulging hugely as he watched the orgy. The boat was still difficult to control, but Cotton couldn't keep from looking at what they were doing. Rick, who was naked and kneeling, had Damon's cock fucking his face while Lucky, who had his jeans wadded around his ankles, was fucking Rick's ass dog-style. Shawn was lewdly wiping his pre-cum all over Rick's beautiful face. Rick was unfastening Shawn's jeans, pulling them down. Shawn's creamy white buns and suntanned thighs came into view for Cotton, causing his cock to jerk within the tight confines of his pants. "Damn this storm," Cotton muttered, struggling with the helm and wishing he could participate in the fucking. Suddenly, Cotton realized Rick Marinaro had done it again -- driven the whole crew into a raging fuck-lust. They were as unable to stop themselves from fucking Rick as they were to halt the raging hurricane outside. Simply because Rick was there, and because he was so beautiful, they couldn't keep from fucking him. Paradoxically, the bronze-skinned, black-haired young god's total submissiveness gave him total dominance over the four seamen. Rick hung onto Damon's slim hips while the teenager fucked his face viciously. While he gasped noisily around the mouthful of cock-meat, Rick wagged his butt, churning Lucky's big fucker in his hot ass-guts. Damon tore at Rick's lush hair while Lucky slapped his bare hips hard, the two cocks plunging in and out of his body at the same fast tempo. Shawn got down on the floor and wedged himself beneath Rick's crotch, where he could see Lucky's thick prick fucking in and out of Rick's grossly stretched asshole. Rick's balls, covered with curly black hair, dangled against Shawn's face. The redhead grasped Rick's hard-on guiding it downward and into his mouth. He closed his soft moist lips around the veined shaft of Rick's cock and lay still, allowing Rick to fuck his mouth. Rick moaned blissfully around Damon's cock, which was plunging into his mouth to the balls, flattening the boy's balls against his chin. Rick undulated his hips, fucking Shawn's hot wet mouth and fucking his ass on Lucky's big prick at the same time. The sharp pain in his cock-stuffed ass lessened, and the joyous pleasure he knew would come took over. Lying on his back beneath Rick's crotch, Shawn sucked on the young stud's cock while it fucked his mouth. The glossy black hair of Rick's balls ticked his nose, and he had a close-up view of Lucky's gigantic cock-lance slithering in and out of Rick's ass, dragging the guy's clenching ass-ring in and out with every powerful fuck-thrust. Shawn felt Rick's fingers curl around his throbbing cock and begin to jack him off, arousing him even more. In a state of high excitement, Shawn released Rick's prick from his mouth and scooted a bit farther under his crotch. He flicked his tongue out, licking hotly around the perimeter of Rick's stretched sphincter, touching Lucky's fucking cock with his tongue as it plunged in and out. "Oh yeah!" Lucky cried when he felt Shawn's tongue lapping down there. "Lick it, man! Lick that fuckin' cock and asshole!" Cotton was watching all this with increasing excitement, hating it because he had to say with the helm. During a momentary lull in the heavy surges that tossed the Apollo about, Cotton held the wheel with one hand and opened his jeans, dragging his hard cock and balls out. His blonde-furred balls bounced rapidly as he began to jack his nine-inch prick furiously. Outside, the torrential rain continued and the wind howled like a banshee, whistling through the bridge railings and creating eerie whooshing sounds as it howled around the pilothouse. Although occasional high waves still washed over the main deck, the colossal mountains of rolling water that hat threatened to sink the Apollo earlier were no longer occurring. Cotton knew the worst was behind them now, so he grasped the helm with one hand and beat his meat with the other while he watched the orgy. Suddenly, Damon began to grunt and groan loudly, holding Rick by the ears and fucking his mouth with barbaric force. Rick readied himself for the first load of cum he had ever taken in his mouth. His asshole quivered around Lucky's fucking prick as he anxiously awaited Damon's cum-load. The boy was hurting his ears and pummeling his throat mercilessly, and he loved every second of it. "Take it, man!" Damon yelled. "Take my jizz down your fuckin' throat!" In the next instant, hot cum belched from Damon's prick, filling Rick's mouth and gushing down his throat. The cock fucking so violently into Rick's throat acted as a plunger, forcing the sticky fluid down his gullet and causing lout gurgling noises within his throat. Damon stood still and yanked back and forth on Rick's ears, jacking off with the young stud's face. Soon, milky streams of Damon's jism gurgled from the corners of Rick's pretty lips, jism forced from his mouth by the wild plunging action of the cock-head in his throat. Trails of warm pearly cum dribbled down Rick's chin and ran down his neck, even as Damon's cock pumped more cum into his mouth. After what seemed an eternity of rough mouth-fucking by the wildly aroused teenager, Rick felt the slimy cock slither from his lips, trailing warm blobs of cum onto his chin. The next thing he knew, Damon was wiping his cummy prick on his face, using his handsome face as if it were a dirty rag. Rick moved his tongue, swishing Damon's voluminous cum-load around in his mouth, savoring the flavor of the creamy jism. Smiling wickedly, he swallowed, enjoying the feeling of the thick cum going down his throat. Damon moved away and sat down on the floor, exhausted and satisfied. His cum-slimed cock and hairy balls dangled from his abbreviated cut-offs, the head of his cock resting against the floor. Rick stared for a moment at the boy's glossy prick. lying long and limp between his legs now, still dribbling sporadic droplets of cum. It pleased Rick to see formerly strong, hard pricks reduced to soft, useless things when he was through with them. It made him feel as if he had taken all they had to give. Lucky was still fucking Rick's ass, and Shawn was still lapping around where cock and asshole met. Rick could feel Shawn's tongue licking around his ass-ring where it was clasped around Lucky's embedded cock, and once he felt Shawn's tongue accidentally pushing into his ass along with the plunging cock. The ass-fucking felt marvelous, but Rick wanted more cum in his mouth -- especially Lucky Donovan's cum. "Come around here and fuck my mouth, stud!" Rick said, looking over his shoulder at Lucky. "I like it back here," Lucky grinned, pounding the cock-meat to Rick's ass. "Suck somebody else off." Rick lurched forward, slither Lucky's foot-long fucker from his ass with a loud suctioning sound and dragging his balls across Shawn's chest. Shawn sat up abruptly, startled by the suddenness of the uncoupling. Rick dived between Lucky's legs, intending to take the big greasy prick into his mouth. But Lucky held Rick's shoulders, keeping him out of reach. "You didn't ask for my permission, Rick," Lucky said ominously, his huge, gleaming cock bobbing just inches from Rick's mouth. "Please," Rick whispered, his eyes focused on the fist-sized head of Lucky's prick. "Please, what?" "Please, sir -- let me suck your big juicy prick and lick my ass-juices off it. Please, sir?" Rick never looked up, but kept his eyes riveted to Lucky's dripping cock. "That's better," Lucky smiled, feeling in control again. He released his grip on Rick's shoulders. Rick slid between Lucky's thighs while he sat back on his haunches. Opening his mouth widely, he slipped his soft lips over the big glossy cock-knob. Then, while he grasped the thick base of Lucky's prick with both hands, Rick bobbed and twisted his head, sucking hungrily on the big stud's animal-like prick. He loved the grossness of tasting fuck-juices from his own ass on the giant cock, which was so freakishly large he couldn't take more than a third of it into his mouth. Rick settled onto his belly, sprawling his legs in the hopes Shawn would fuck his ass while he busied himself sucking Lucky's cock. Damon, who was still sitting nearby recovering, looked with interest at Rick's suntanned butt, all shiny along the ass-crevice from Lucky's fucking and Shawn's licking. Damon grasped his wilted cock and shook it, finding it limp and useless. He shrugged his shoulders and kept looking at Rick's sexy ass. Shawn, who has also been looking, was better equipped for the job. His cock was hard and ready as he crawled between Rick's sprawled legs and swiped the head of his cock up and down in the stud's wet ass-crack. Still sucking voraciously on Lucky's prick, Rick responded instantly by humping his naked ass upward to meet Shawn's prick. Lucky and Damon watched Shawn sink his cock into the swarthy young man's anxious ass in one swift fuck-stroke, jamming his red-furred balls hard against the smooth ass-cheeks. Shawn began to fuck vigorously, his balls bouncing against Rick's buns as his prick slithered in and out of the buttery hotness of his ass-guts. Rick hardly felt Shawn's rather average-sized prick fucking his ass after having had Lucky Donovan's foot-long hunk of cock stuffing him just a few minutes before. But the mild friction felt nice, so Rick met Shawn's fuck- thrusts with upward lurches of his butt, making the fucking good for Shawn. While Rick sucked lovingly on his cock, Lucky leaned forward and grasped his brown buns, pressing his thumbs into his ass-crevice and feeling Shawn's cock fucking in and out. Lucky inserted both thumbs in Rick's asshole along either side of Shawn's prick, stretching his slippery sphincter. Rick squirmed his butt, loving the way Lucky's thumbs were spreading his ass-ring while Shawn's prick plunged in and out of the gaping hole. The sensation was strange for Shawn. With Lucky holding Rick's sphincter open, Shawn's cock was fucking into the squishy interior of Rick's guts without the clasping of the ass-ring around his cock-shaft. It was like fucking a bowl of warm oatmeal. Lucky began to shudder as his climax approached. He thrust his hips upward, fucking the big blunt head of his prick roughly against the back of Rick's throat while he clawed at his fucked ass. He jammed several fingers into Rick's asshole alongside Shawn's prick, wallowing his fingers in the young stud's buttery ass-guts to psyche himself up for a monumental cum. Abruptly, Lucky yanked his fingers from Rick's ass and reared back, grabbing Rick's head with his greasy fingers. "Get ready for a mouthful of hot jizz!" he said hoarsely. Then, before Rick could prepare himself, Lucky pushed his head down violently, forcing the immense rubber cock-knob into the small opening of his throat. Rick's throat muscles clenched and convulsed, rebelling at the impossibility of it. The tip of the cock-head wedged in the narrow channel of his throat, cutting off his breathing. A second later, Rick felt something like an explosion in his throat as cum blasted from Lucky's prick, gushing directly down his throat. His esophagus became a canal for pressurized cum as Lucky discharged a continuous series of explosive blasts of jism. Strangling under the onslaught of such a massive cum-load, Rick pushed hard against Lucky's stomach, trying vainly to dislodge the gigantic cock from his throat. But the muscle-bound blonde was much stronger than Rick, and he held the young stud's head down firmly, keeping his cock deeply embedded in his mouth. While Rick struggled to deal with Lucky's cum-gushing prick, Shawn went on fucking his sloppy ass frenziedly. Rick could feel the redhead's hairy balls slapping into his crotch, but he barely felt the fucking. After being fucked by Lucky Donovan, an ordinary prick up the butt seemed nothing more than a minor annoyance. Finally, Lucky relented and released Rick's head, permitting him to raise up, bringing the cock-head from the back of his throat into the cavity of his mouth. Rick sucked air through his nostrils, filling his starved lungs with oxygen while Lucky's cock filled his mouth with spunk. He thought Lucky's horse-cock would never stop belching cum. His Adam's apple bobbed rapidly as he kept swallowing the flood of warm cock-cream. When the big blonde hunk finished pumping his cum-load into Rick's sucking lips, unwilling to relinquish the super-cock, were dragged outward by the withdrawing prick. The big cock slurped noisily from his mouth, arching downward like a boa constrictor as Lucky sat back on his haunches. Licking drools of cum from his lips, rick grasped Lucky's hips and pressed his face down into his blonde pubic hair, lazily lapping his tongue at the base of his cock. He was only vaguely award of Shawn still fucking his ass, and he felt Lucky's big hands caressing the back of his neck. Raising his head, Rick looked at Lucky's cock. It was softening now, drooping and wet with cum and saliva, but it was still a huge hunk of cock- meat. He took the big limber prick in his hands, flopping it around and smiling. Once again, he had reduced Lucky Donovan's super-cock to a pale ghost of the glorious thing it had once been. "I'm about to cum!" Shawn blurted, slapping his groin hard against Rick's ass-cheeks as he went into a rapid fucking tempo. "No!" Rick yelled. "Not in my ass!" He jumped up suddenly, disengaging his asshole from Shawn's prick. Shawn fell over to one side, taken by surprise. "Awww, shit!" Shawn gasped as milky streamers of cum shot from the tip of his cock, splattering onto the floor. "You jerk!" Rick said in disgust as he dived between Shawn's legs and clamped his mouth over the guy's cum-spouting prick. Shawn looked on in bewilderment as Rick, seemingly possessed by a demon that made him seek cum, sucked the remainder of his cum-load from his cock. Sucking fervently in an effort to salvage what was left in Shawn's balls, Rick slurped his hot lips down to the very base of Shawn's cock, pressing his nose into the auburn hair of his crotch. He squeezed Shawn's balls gently, trying to milk him dry. The faint aroma of ass-fucking lingered about the base of Shawn's prick, and that made it all the more delicious to Rick. By the time Rick had finished sucking on Shawn's cock, Lucky had taken the helm and Cotton was stripping for action. He took off every stitch of clothing and came naked to Rick, who was lying on the floor panting. Rick's cock was standing up stiffly, a heavy drool of pre-cum flowing from his piss- slit. "Want me to get you off too?" Cotton asked, standing over Rick and jacking his nine-inch cock. "Yeahhh," Rick breathed hornily as he began to beat his meat while he gazed up at Cotton's suntanned body. Cotton mounted Rick in a sixty-nine position, and they began sucking each other off wildly. Cotton fucked his cock into Rick's mouth while bobbing his head over Rick's upthrust prick. While Cotton's big cock plundered his throat, Rick ran his hands sensuously over his muscular thighs, feeling the soft golden down that covered his smooth flesh. And, while he sucked Rick's cock, Cotton ran his fingers through the thicket of black glossy hair surrounding the base of the cock. The two men were opposites in every way, and they enjoyed experiencing each other all the more because of that. Both studs were in suck a state of high excitement that the climaxed too soon. Rick felt in a wave of welcome relief surge through his tense body as he blasted his pent-up cum into Cotton's warm moist mouth. At almost the same time, Cotton filled Rick's sucking mouth with hot spurts of gooey jism. Rick swallowed cum frantically while he bounced his ass up off the floor, still fucking Cotton's mouth. "Hey, guys!" Lucky shouted excitedly. "The rain's stopped and the wind's settling down. I think we're already out of it!" "That's impossible," Damon said, getting up and peering out. "Well, by God, it is looking good out there! Maybe we got lucky, and just the edge of the storm grazed us." "And then again," Shawn said, standing up and looking out, "maybe we're in the eye of the fucking hurricane!" Cotton rolled off Rick and clambered to his feet, breathing hard. He went to the big window and surveyed the scene outside. "We got lucky," he sighed with relief. "If we were in the eye of the storm, there'd be blue skies overhead. Damon was right. The storm just grazed us -- we're on the edge of it now." "Goddamn!" Lucky exclaimed happily. "Tampa Bay sure is gonna be one pretty sight when we get back." Rick was lying on the floor with one knee propped up, a creamy-dreamy expression on his handsome face. The delicate bouquet of cum remained on his lips, and he didn't care if they never saw Tampa again. He had everything he wanted aboard the Apollo. "Hey, Rick," Cotton said, smiling down at the reclining young stud. "Why don't you tell the Fisheries Service to take that job and shove it? We could use one more crewman -- if you can put up with us. How about it?" "I'm with you guys," Rick said. Then he winked at Cotton and smiled. "Thanks, man. I was hoping you'd say something like that." The rest of the crew -- including Damon West -- cheered the captain's decision. Rick Marinaro, odd man out at the beginning of the voyage, was in solid now. Rick cupped his hands behind his head and lay back, smiling remotely, satisfied with the way things had turned out. He was there to serve their needs, and to lay waste to their standing army of hard cocks.