Just Stories (Yaoi)

Peterpan.1: Mr. Smee

Before
I was eleven when I peer threw a cracked door on my father's pirate ship. I saw'll a dark room so I closed my eyes and used my other senses. I sense motion of a boy tied with ropes. I only half blind but I pretty good with my senses.I felt the face of a thirteen year old boy. He had cloth in his mouth. I removed the cloth.
"Who are you?" he asked in a shaking voice.
"Your escape out." I told him back.
I started untying him. I finally untied him.
"It's to pain full to walk." he said.
"Then lean on me." I replied.
He did so I felt his bare skin against me. I looked through the door. I saw'll know one so me in the boy walked out. When I got the boy to the light I noticed he was in the nude. I also noticed he was Peter Pan. My o so long a go crush.
"This way." I pointed I took him to my room.
I handed him a pair of my clothes. I saw that he had bruises on his thighs.
He put the clothes on.
"You ok?"I asked.
"Yeah, you never answered my question."
"I'm the son of Captain Hook."
He froze in fear.
"It's ok." I said.
I handed him a bag. In that little bag was pixie dust. Peter calmed down. I took him to the top of the ship. Where Peter took the pixie dust and sprinkled in on himself. He was beautiful. His young 12 year old body with sandy tan skin, his bright red hair flowing in the cold air, his brown eyes reflecting the night and all it's stars, his personality, and his soft pink lips that make me want to kiss him.
He reach his hand out and said "Come with me."
I was about to say yes to Peter but Hook saw'll us. Hook pulled out his sword so I pulled out mine. I stood in front of Peter.
"Go Peter go." I yelled.
He flew off into the sky. And never came back.
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5 years later...

I still have no muscles and skinny as a stick but I'm still one of the best pirates ever. My dad is still upset about me letting his boy toy go.

"Dad...um... I mean Captain Hook."

"Yes stupid boy?"

"Would you rather have just Peter or all of the lost boys?"

"All and Mr.Smee wants to see you."

I went to Smee's quarters. Smee has white hair, blue eyes, he is 20, and my dad treats him like a son.

"Lay on the bed."
I laid face up on the bed. He sat on my legs and unbuttoned my pants. He touch me down there. He rubbed me I moaned. He put his other hand up my shirt and twisted my nipple. He kissed my neck and told me he loved me. That was new. Smee took rope and tied my hands to the bed post.

"Stop it" I yelled.

He took a piece of cloth and put it in my mouth so I couldn't speak. He got up from the bed and took off my pants and under garment. He got back on the bed and lifted up and spread my legs. I squirmed. He kissed me then unbuttoned his pants. I closed my eyes. I felt his warm fingers inside if me. I became hard. He took his fingers out. Then I felt his member graze my leg. I didn't want him inside me. I cried.

"You don't want it do you?" Mr. Smee asked.

I heard him zipped up his pants. He took the cloth off my mouth then untied my hands. I open up my eyes and wrapped my arms around him. I cried.

"I hate you so much." I said between my tears.

"I love you too." he responded.