Title: Pirate 6
Author: Bertie
Feedback: bertina1967@cs.com
Beta thanks: Chad, who has been an angel throughout!
Note: This is the final chapter in this series. Anyone interested in what happens to Marita and Scully, email me privately:)


Alex was lying in the arms of Skinner with Fox on the other side of him. Usually it was the former lord who lay between them, but last night, it was Alex who was sandwiched between his two lovers. He loved that best, feeling loved by both in the most intimate of ways. He felt too languid to move and just enjoyed the sense of belonging he felt, not wanting to wake up and start the day performing his duties. He nearly dozed off when he heard Gunner call out, "Land ho!"

He sat up and that woke the captain and Fox.

"What was that?" asked the captain.

"I think we have found land, sir."

The captain slapped his side. "Then go and see about it, Alex. I shall remain here with Fox."

"Aye aye, sir," Alex acknowledged. He tamped down any flare of jealousy he felt as he rose and grabbed a pair of breeches and slipped on his shoes. He quickly went to navigate the ship and rally the men to prepare for docking. Marita met him with a smile and pressed herself to him.

"I love it when the captain leaves you in charge, Alex," she purred. He slapped her ass. "Return to the cabin, Marita, unless you want to lend a hand with the sails."

She scoffed but went back into the cabin, not about to roughen her hands. The only thing that kept her from seeking revenge on that Fox boy was the continual presence of the captain at his side. He nearly had the boy tied to his waist. She was fair sick of it. The only thing good about it was it kept Alex available to her. She had every plan to keep Alex tied to her skirts when they came ashore. He always stayed with her while the captain went off on his own.

*****

The balmy weather was wondrous to Fox, having never traveled outside of England before. Alex looked at the wide-eyed man and smiled. Fox had come out to check out all the commotion.

"You will look wonderful with a bit of color to your skin, Fox."

Fox returned the smile and noticed that Alex was a healthy tan while he still remained pasty white. He put his arm against the other man's and asked. "Will I get as dark as you?"

Alex grinned. "That depends on how long you stay out in the sun, my sweet Fox. But you shouldn’t remain in the sun for long at first. You will burn and it would be very uncomfortable if the captain or I wanted to bed you."

Fox's brows lifted a little, uncertain as to what Alex meant then realization dawned. He blushed furiously.

"I will be careful, then, Alex."

Alex smiled, loving the sweet innocence of the other man. The captain came up and grabbed Fox, pulling him to his big body and kissing him thickly.

"Go back to the cabin, my sweet. Alex and I have things to discuss."

Fox nodded, more readily accepting the older man's gruff ways, which Alex was glad to see.

"He will be an easy target at Kingston, Alex. I will take him to our island."

Alex nodded, happy to know his captain was still a man with all his wits, though at times he could become so drunk, he would make rash decisions. Since the young lord had graced his bed, he didn’t hit the bottle as often and Fox and he both reaped the benefits of that. It meant more time pleasuring and being pleasured in the captain's bed.

The island was off the coast. Jamaica wasn’t always friendly to pirates these days and there were certain islands not explored yet by the English authorities. Fortunately, the captain kept official documents stating his ship's business in the southern seas. Transporting cargo was one way the captain kept his ship legitimate, though it was much too small for a slave ship, something Captain Skinner found abhorrent anyway.

"We will remain on board, my sweet, until Alex has returned. We will not dock here until he returns," Skinner told Fox when he walked into the cabin shortly after speaking to Alex.

"Sir, Alex is not in any danger, is he?"

"Only if he tarries where he shouldn't." The worried expression on Fox's face caused the captain to guffaw. "None of that, my lad. Alex is a bright boy and knows his business. I would normally accompany him, but I think it best that you remain with me."

Fox agreed but he wasn’t heartened by what the captain said. He would worry until he knew Alex had returned from his trip ashore. In a way, Fox was grateful the captain had insisted they remain on board while Alex took care of the business in the port city. For some reason, Fox was spooked by the idea of going into a foreign city, though he had often dreamed of doing so from the stories he'd read.

Skinner looked at the boy worrying his mouth with his teeth. "Come, dear boy. I shall preoccupy that sweet mouth of yours. I do not like the idea of you damaging it because of worry for Alex."

Fox nodded and the captain motioned for Fox to undress. He did so, but pensively. After making mistakes and going too slow, the captain ripped the garment from his torso with his usual impatience. Fox gasped, realizing suddenly who he was with, and quickly pulled down his breeches.

Skinner shook his head. The boy was flaccid as a newborn. The captain wouldn’t have that. He pulled Fox to him and kissed him roughly, running his rough hands all over the boy's back, cupping and squeezing the boy's sweet ass. In no time, the young lord was moaning in his mouth as Skinner continued to stroke him. When the captain pulled away to look at the boy, Fox was flushed, his lips swollen and parted slightly and he was breathing heavily.

"Want me, Fox?"

In response, Fox eagerly leaned his head back for another kiss. Skinner smirked then bent down and hungrily plundered that sweet mouth with his own.

*****

Alex was upset. He was warned away from several magistrates, saying they would just as soon arrest him as give him cargo to ship for them. Marita sighed, holding on to his arm and whispering, "Let's go to the Cat and the Fiddle, Alex."

"I do not wish to rabble rouse when we are warned away from working with the magistrates, Marita. If you wish to drink, then by all means, join the rest of the crew. I will return and tell the captain of my news."

Marita pouted. "Aw, come on, Alex. One more drink at the Cat for old time's sake, then we can go find a better harbor to …"

"Go, Marita. I should be with the captain."

Marita pulled away. "You just want to be with that lily-livered English lord! Well, go. Play with your new toy, Alex. You will see he isn’t nearly as good as I."

She stalked off. He sighed. He loved Marita in his own way, but no way could he keep such news from the captain. The men who had joined them on shore would probably be better off in the inns here than with the captain and Fox. The captain and anyone else remaining on board would have to be holed up on their island for a while. It was a good thing the captain hadn’t come ashore. He may have been clapped in irons as soon as he set foot on land.  That evil Lord Spender had set a trap for him. He had sent word to Jamaica long before he had even started his plan to kidnap young Mulderton.

Young Jenkins saw him returning to the docks. "Sir, all is not well?"

"No, stay here, though, lad. Tell the others to keep a low profile. They wouldn’t want to have the magistrates make examples of them. I will return to the captain and tell him of this. We may return, we may not."

A sad looked crossed Jenkins face. "You were a wonderful man to work under, sir."

"You're a good lad, Jenkins."

He then went to the small boat to row himself back to the ship. Luckily they hadn’t used the main port and had hidden their boats. By the time he made it to the ship anchored a good mile off shore, he was quite tired. He climbed the ship’s starboard side and sat down to rest before entering the captain's quarters. He smiled when he saw Skinner and Fox sleeping in each other's arms, the smell of sex heavy in the room.

"Sir, you must wake. I have terrible news to tell." He patted his captain on the shoulder, who wakened at the urgency in Alex's voice.

"Alex, all is not well?"

"No, my captain. I have grave news. Lord Spender has buggered us. He had alerted the magistrates here before he even contacted us about his plans."

Fox looked on, wide-eyed. "Alex, you weren't accosted?"

"No, my sweet Fox. Luckily I was warned away from the magistrates in time otherwise I would be in irons myself."

"Oh, my goodness! Alex, I am so glad you returned to us."

The captain decided, "We must raise the anchor and sail to our island, Alex.”

"Yes, my captain."

"You are tired, Alex. Stay here and comfort Fox. He was very quite fearful for your life."

Skinner rose and pulled on his breeches then left the cabin.

"It is so good to see you, Alex," Fox exhaled.

Alex smiled at the still innocent man. "The captain kept you busy, I see."

Fox blushed. "He didn’t like me worrying so, Alex."

"I wouldn’t have wanted you to worry either, my Fox."

On deck they heard the captain hollering at the remaining men aboard ship to raise the anchor and set sail.

"Will we be all right on the island, Alex?"

"There was a time the captain and I were welcome in Jamaica, but no longer. The captain was always fearful one day he would be betrayed, so he kept an island for himself off the coast to steer clear during those times."

"What will it be like, Alex?"

"Very different than England, my Fox, I'm afraid."

"As long as you are with me, I know all will be well."

Alex bent and kissed Fox and said, "I must rest, I will fall over if I don’t."

Fox moved over to let him rest and held Alex in his arms.

*****

Marita was thoroughly upset the next day, after waking in the bed of some strange man, when she learned that Alex had left the majority of the crew in Jamaica while they had slunk off to their island.

‘Cowards!’ she thought and went in search of the crew.

"We cannot sit idly by while the captain and his doxies stay in hiding on the island. What say we find a way there and capture the ship?"

A few of the men were highly reluctant. One asked prudently, "How will we get there with no ship, Marita?"

"I just need a few volunteers. I will pay the rates for a ship to deliver us to the island then I will steal the ship from them."

"But that's mutiny, Marita!"

"They tucked their tails under themselves and ran. We didn’t. As I see it they owe the ship to us!"

That rallied the men a bit more. Many had worked hard for the captain and he seemingly abandoned them to their fate. In no time, they had a plan and were soon on their way to the island.

*****

Fox stared at Alex walking towards him from the beach. He wore no shirt, only breeches, and looked devastatingly handsome. Alex already was quite dark and sweat glistened on his torso and chest. Fox was quite mesmerized.

"You are so handsome, Alex," he murmured once the other man was close enough to him.

Alex grinned. "Stay out of the sun, my Fox. Only an hour or so a day or you may burn."

"Yes, Alex."

He turned his face for a kiss. Alex bent and kissed him thoroughly, loving the feel of the beautiful man in his arms. Alex pulled open the billowy shirt Fox wore to lick and greedily suck his delectable neck and chest.

"What a sight to see," the captain commented, quite amazed at how wonderful his boys looked together.

He moved towards them and kissed Alex then Fox.

*****

Once Marita and the two who volunteered made it to the island, she quickly commandeered the row boat.

"What about the captain, Marita?" asked Jenkins.

Marita snarled, "If you want to join them, Jenkins, be my guest. I do not have time for tea with the captain."

She pushed him aside and he looked from her towards the captain's hut. He shrugged then walked off.

"Marita?"

"Let him stay with them, Stevers, we have more important things to do!"

They soon were on their way to the hidden ship anchored off the shore. A few men were still on board; she quickly told them to abandon ship if they didn’t want to join her. None did. She smiled widely.

"Anchors away, lads. If the islands aren’t friendly, we should return to England and find more suitable employment."

None questioned her judgment. Some of the men wanted to return to England because they had family there.

*****

Jenkins walked up to the captain's hut. He had only been there once before, but remembered it well. It was very quiet but as he walked up to the entrance, the captain peered out at him.

"Jenkins! What are you doing here, lad?"

"I have sad news for you, Captain."

"Oh?"

"Marita has mutinied and is now taking your ship."

Jenkins was surprised when the captain just laughed. "She may have the ship, Jenkins. I have decided to retire from the seas. Surely you would be with her?"

"No, Captain. I would've sailed forever with you as my Captain, but I wouldn’t do the same for Marita."

"You are a good lad, Jenkins. You are welcome to stay here with me and the lads, or if you prefer, there is a small village just down from the beach."

"I think I will stay here with you, Captain."

"Very good, Jenkins. The boys are just fishing. Want to join them? I will take you to them."

Jenkins grinned. It had been a long time since he'd fished. He used to do so often when he was younger at home in England.

Alex and Fox were fishing, but they had taken a break and were kissing. Jenkins blushed furiously and the Captain cleared his throat.

"None of that, my lads! We have a guest. He will be staying with us as long as he wishes. Give him a hand!"

Alex looked away from his beautiful Fox and smiled at Jenkins.

"Marita has mutinied, has she not, Jenkins?"

"Yes, sir. She has. The men seemed to take to her well. I did not."

Alex laughed. "Well, come sit here and I will show you the best way to fish in these waters, my lad."

Jenkins stared at Fox. He couldn’t believe how well he had taken to this wild native land. His skin now was far darker and he looked far better than he ever did when Jenkins first saw him.

"I have been showing Fox how to fish. It seems they were remiss in teaching this young man the importance of survival in the Mulderton manor he was born in."

 Jenkins shook his head. He always felt the upper classes could do with a bit of educating.

*****

After many months of keeping the drunkards from her and ensuring the men rallied behind her by capturing fairly easy targets, Marita felt she had gained the respect of her men.

"We will soon be home, sirrahs. I do expect to return to the sea in a fortnight. I expect everyone to return to duty in that time. Is that understood?"

The men readily agreed. She had a bull whip she used to keep them in line. They learned the hard way to heed her well.

*****

Jenkins had wandered off to the village after staying with the captain and his two paramours for a good while. He felt very embarrassed by the way they had freely expressed their affection for one another. He didn’t fault them for their relationship, but he realized he was not a part of their special bond. He became friends with a young lass in the village and soon he was married.

He visited the captain's hut every once in a while, but when his first child was born, he rarely came out there. He had taken up farming a small piece of land his wife's family had left her. Soon he was a prosperous and busy landowner.

*****

Marita entered a shop at some point and caught sight of a beautiful young lady who looked so forlorn, she had to say something. She remembered she had looked much the same way before she set her mind to follow her lover into the frightening and amazing world of the open seas.

"Hello, young lady, why are you so down in the face?"

The friendly way Marita had asked her, Lady Dana immediately told her the sad tale of her life.

"Ah! I know of such men, Lady Dana. I have been with them before. You should come with me. It may be hard to believe, but I happen to be a Captainess of a very sturdy vessel. I am sure my men would welcome you, gladly."

Lady Dana's eyes widened. A female Captain? That would be something to see. Certainly the life on the open seas would be a far more adventurous life than to remain the pathetic wife of a man who she didn’t respect or love.

"I would love to, Marita."

That night they stayed together in her hotel room. The very next day they rounded up Marita's men who she quickly rallied to return to the open seas again. Some did not take kindly to having another woman on board, but Marita wouldn’t have dissension. Her bull whip kept those in line and she growled, "Any who do not like Lady Dana coming with us are welcome to remain here."

Only one or two men remained, the rest went with their captain and her female companion to the ship. Lady Dana never gave two thoughts to leaving her life of parties and gossip behind her. She was certain that her husband wouldn’t care either. And he didn’t.


EPILOGUE


It was a beautiful sunny day, the beach was warm, the water a perfect crystal blue, and the two men he loved most in the world were making love. Alex watched, thoroughly nude, waiting his turn. It was never a question for him to not be with his captain, and since the captain wanted to be with Fox, Alex immediately accepted that. He knew he would do anything for these two wonderful men.

Fox moaned as the captain teased his nipples with his mouth. It had taken him a while to fall for the older, gruff man, but whenever he saw the love Alex showed the captain and the way he returned those feelings to them both though he never said it, Fox knew the man had a heart hidden under that gruff exterior. He never once even thought of what his life would be like if he hadn’t been kidnapped. The two men in his life made sure to keep him busy and happy, which he was.

Fox reached his hand out to his younger lover and Alex came willingly. Alex had tolerated the love Fox had for him at first, thinking it was just a means for the former lord to accept his situation. Gradually Alex realized that the love he felt for these two amazing men wasn’t as unequal as he'd first thought.

Fox kissed Alex deeply, moaning in his mouth when Skinner's mouth swallowed his erection. Fox's long fingers were running down Alex's long sweat-slick back until he found what he was searching for. A finger teased the beautiful backside then slipped inside until Alex was returning the moans.
 
Wanting to see the action of his two hot young lovers, the captain pulled away and sighed in contentment. Those two beautiful sun-darkened lads were running their hands all over their bodies, their chests rubbing, their cocks humping and sliding against each other. They looked completely natural in this wild island far from any civilized world. The captain had never seen a more beautiful sight.

It had been nearly five years since they first settled on the island. Fox had plenty of time to warm up to him and he had. Being the sweet-natured man he was, the lad told him almost daily that he loved him. Such as simple thing being said to him had more meaning for him than Skinner had ever known before. Sailing the open seas had been his life for over twenty years, but he'd traded that life for turning native on his island with Alex and Fox. He never felt such peace on land or at sea as he did right now.