Prince Eric/Jim Hawkins
Underage sex
Eric (in his twenties)
Jim (no more than 17 years of age)
Maybe you can call it a rape
Masturibating
Armpit licking
Rimjob
Blowjob
Side characters:
Peter pan
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Nighttime falls, the ship had already dropped the anchor on the harbor. Everyone of the crew was homeward bound, leaving the ship to have a goodnight's sleep in their own homes. Peter wore a brilliant expression on his face while dodging the obstacles of people heading to exit the ship. Peter made his way to the galley, pouncing merrily, fantasizing about a good night's rest on his soft comfortable bed. Peter tripped on an unorganized pile of coconuts lying on the floor knocking his fantasy clean off his head. Peter cursed under his breath mumbling incoherent words. Peter came down the steps to lean on the door of the ship's galley. " Jimmy!" Peter gave a joyful shout in a singsong tone, annoying and surprising his unknowing friend. " what's the big rush peter?" Jim replied to his friend in a rather annoyed and sarcastic tone, quite pissed by the action of his friend. "Aren't ye goin' home?" Peter said excitingly while rubbing his palms together. "Peter ya know i gotta stay here for a couple of hours more, the galley is not gonna clean itself you know!"
Peter was rather annoyed and sad for his friends little demise 'poor cabin boy' peter thought to himself. "Well Jimmy, if ya wanna find me i'll be home sleeping.... and probably drunk." Peter spoke in a joyful yet sarcastic tone. "Whatever you bloody drunkard bastard!" Jim chortled at the thought of a drunk Peter. Peter skipped out off the ship, singing unto himself.
Jim was left alone in the galley to finish swabbing the deck. The lonely cabin boy swiftly cleaned the galley, putting everything in their rightful places. He continued to do his work not minding the cold which was bought along by the breeze of the calm sea. Although the wind was cold, his body had still produced sweat, trickling downwards from his head to his chest. The temperature in the room began to rise in an unusual manner, the wind had died down. Jim took off his shirt in a rather lazy manner, he stretched his arms upwards along with his back exposing his fairly bushed armpits. He felt the strain in his body slowly eased, shutting his eyes tight whilst rubbing his aching neck. It has been a hard days night for little Jim, he must now go home to his mother who awaits her, he thought to himself about the dinner his mother had prepared.
Jim was wiping off the remaining beads of sweat in his body when suddenly a small cool breeze hits him. He felt the wind caress his petite yet muscular body, tickling his back, feeling every feathery breeze, intoxicating himself with the sensation.
Jim slowly slid his hands up and down his hard chest, his muscles tense and aching a bit due to a whole day of lifting crates and carrying loads. He slid his hands along his abs, soaking into the feeling. Another cool breeze hits him, tingling his spines making goosebumps rise, his nipples erected while he continued to stroke his stiff body creating a familiar sensation from his belly down to his groin. Jim felt his pants growing tighter, he moved his hands downward leading to his nether regions. His manhood was starting to stiffen, he palmed himself through his pants while he pinches his hard nipples. Jim gave a soft moan, offering himself soft pleasures and tingly sensations. He kept on teasing himself, extracting precum from his rock-hard manhood. His juices continually flowed until a wet patch was visible on his pants, soaking the fabric with his precum. He slowly tugged his pants downward, teasing himself more at the process. He slowly backed out and leaned on the wall, his hard throbbing cock sprung out in freedom hitting the lower part of his abs, his manhood gradually gushing out clear and sticky substance. His hands slowly and teasingly rubbing his thighs making his member grow even harder. His 9 inches cock began to turn red from the burning sensation inside his body, he was spontaneously sweating, slicking himself up with his own bodily fluids. He squinted as he felt a cold breeze hits his aching manhood. His hand slowly crept up to his manhood, tracing his pointer finger from the base of his cock up to the tip of his dick. Using his precum, Jim slowly massaged circles around the head of his raging member. He then continued to slowly grip his manhood while massaging the tip with his thumb. The lad's chest was rising up and down, breathing incessantly, sweating like a whore in a church. He felt butterflies all throughout his tense body.
He began to stroke his hard Dick, moving up and down slowly, feeling the intensity of the sensation he's offering himself. He felt sparks inside his body, his pace began to increase it's speed. He stopped his happy activity momentarily to take off his pants and grabbed some oil on the shelf. He swiftly laid himself up on the table and started to pour a fair amount of oil on his manhood and both his hands. His left hand slowly stroked his throbbing member, his legs slowly spreads apart exposing his pink puckering hole in the open. Another cold breeze blew, hitting his pink arsehole, the young lad was writhing in pleasure whilst stroking his fat cock slowly. His right hand slowly creeped between his legs, slicking up his puckering hole. He massaged his arsehole, creating circular motions.
His index finger began to dig inside his begging hole, penetrating it, then massaging the sweet spot within.
He quickened the pace of his left hand, stroking his cock vigorously. His breathing became frantic, he was sweating in an unusual manner. His cock was turning into a deep shade of red, while his insides felt fits of tingly sensation. He was writhing in the sensation of pleasure, he felt another familiar sensation on his insides down to his groin. His pace became furious and out of control, he was moaning and groaning at the feeling. He felt that he was soaring higher than the heavens. With another single stroke, strings of white sticky fluid came flying from the tip of his cock, his body jerking along with the spurts of his semen. He felt the burst of orgasm inside his body, he became lost in a world of pleasure. His semen staining his abs up to his chest, he threw his arms on the side, he felt a slight tingling sensation allover his muscular body. He closed his eyes and came down from his high, his breathing became calm and slow.
He rested on the table when he suddenly heard a deep soft voice from the galley entrance. "Do you need a helping hand? You seem to be lonely."
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-Phoenix
