Even drunken parties in the company of dissolute girls in the bars of port cities did not help Taylor to forget about desire to him, and one day, guarding Ray in the captain's cabin, while Arlow was away on business, he could not restrain himself and passionately kissed his lips.
"What happened to you!?" - Ray opened his huge gray eyes wide, but did not push young sailor away and not beat him in the face.
"Sorry... I don't know... - Taylor became embarrassed. - You are some kind of obsession and you're driving me crazy with your appearance. I can't hold back any longer! Don't tell the Commander about this!"
"And how long have you been tormented by yours hidden desires?"
"Hmm, Ray... please don't ask. I'm very frustrated! I've never had a crush on a guy, but you are something special. I tried not to think about you, but nothing worked!"
"Wow! What's a confession? Well... there is no tragedy! Just a spontaneous kiss from you ! Why are you so stressed?"
"Aren't you mad at me for this?"
"No! — Ray shrugged and smiled. - You don't disgust me."
"But you didn't treat me very well... You looked always kind of… you can't stand me."
"You have misunderstood it. You're just bigger than me. Look at those muscles!"
Ray playfully slapped him on the shoulder.
"You're not afraid of me, are you?" - Taylor cheered and grabbed his hand with tenderness stroking his thin fingers.
"I have no one to fear with such a daddy as the Commander."
"Right!"
"You're aroused, although I didn't give you any reason. How will you deal with this?"
"Oh… Men are not usually asked about such things,- Taylor said, embarrassed. - And what's the point of discussing it? It's hard to imagine love pleasures with you. I never watched how guys do it because of disgust. And I probably won't do that."
"Then don't kiss again!" — Ray laughed.
"I can't guarantee… I want more…"
Taylor dug into Ray's scarlet mouth again, this time sticking his tongue inside.
"You are taking a big risk… - Ray noted, excited, pulling away from sailor. - If he sees what you are doing, he will kick you out of the service. Why are you in such trouble when you're not even gay? As long as Arlow trusts you, don't do that again..."
The guilty look of the new admirer calmed Ray a little.
"Yes, my gentle… I'm sorry for those kisses. I'll try to control myself. The Commander will not allow anyone to touch you, and it is my duty to protect your person. And what do you feel for him?"
"Should I feel something? Why are you asking?"
"Well… I found you and condemned you to captivity with a strange man. I feel guilty."
"I'm not a prisoner at all, - Ray shook his head. - It was immediately clear to me what services the captain would require, but I so wanted to travel, and there were no other chances. My father forbade even thinking about it and told me about the prospects for a young man like me to stay on a ship."
"What is the captain doing to you?"
"Do you want to know any details? Really?"
"I mean if you are suffering from being with him, then it is better for you to return home."
"What!? How do you imagine it? Arlow is so obsessed with me and won't let me go. You saw what gifts he granted me and all this is just for kisses and hugs. He is happy and I don't suffer at all yet..."
"But you sleep together..."
"Yes! I am his soft toy! He is fussing about in bed without my special participation, rubbing against me. He cannot force me to do something that is unpleasant to me."
"This is weird! - Taylor was surprised. - One day he will still take everything from you, because he is a real gay. Arlow is completely indifferent to women, and no matter how the beauties did not try to seduce him, everything was useless."
"Did he have lovers before me?"
"A couple of years ago I watched him try to have affairs with boys in pubs, but it didn't last long. Mutual feelings rarely flare up. None of them wished to continue and go with him on a ship on a journey. Sissies love comfort, and his broken heart was bleeding from suffering... then I offered to help him to find the man from his dreams from his drawings."
"How old is the Commander?"
"Over thirty, I think. Arlow picked me up at the age of eight in a remote place. He fell for my desperate blue eyes."
The captain immediately suspected something was wrong, returned to the cabin and, after sending Taylor into the hold, began asking questions:
"What were you talking about?"
"About this and that. Is something bothering you?"
"He looked at you in a special way, as if he was in love."
"Friendly sympathy... nothing more. Is he gay? I have only seen him with women."
"Are you defending yourself from my suspicions? I see right through people. What did Taylor say or do to you?"
"Don't be jealous, Commander! I made it very clear that I was not interested in such a relationship. I don't hang myself on anyone's neck and what's in others' heads doesn't bother me at all. These are their problems! If I'm with you, then I'm not with anyone else!"
"Fine! — Arlow muttered, gritting his teeth. - I'll try to leave you alone as little as possible."
He grabbed the boy tightly from the back, caressing him.
"Just be mine, Ray!"
"I'm already yours, we sleep together like a married couple."
"Completely mine!"
His hand quickly reached under the trousers, massaging the crotch.
"What are you doing? — Ray squeaked helplessly, trying to throw his hand away.
"I'm relaxing you... - Arlow whispered hotly in his ear. - Don't be afraid, you will like it..."