Love on the High Seas Chapter 3
Singapore again and my love and I resumed our overnights at the Britannia club. We couldn't do it every night, our pay simply didn't go that far. Adrian joined us occasionally and paid his share which helped. It also helped that we only booked one room now and smuggled the others in. I was sure the receptionist knew. He was supposed to make sure that there was no double occupancy but he always gave me a large room, en-suite and charged me basic rate. I wondered if he would have been so generous if he found out I was a chief and not just an ordinary rating. He actually knew more than I gave him credit for. One night, quite late there was knock on the door. Luckily, Danny and I had finished making love and were just cuddling. He sidled off into the bathroom and I slipped on my boxers to answer the door. It was the receptionist. He didn't wait to be invited in, he just pushed past me, looked round and stood in the centre of the room.
"You had better ask your friend to join us, Chief."
He was looking pointedly at the bathroom door. No point in blustering.
"Danny, come out."
He came out with a towel wrapped round his middle.
"Danny, get dressed quickly. Put all your gear in your bag and then come with me."
He looked at me and spoke again.
"The Naval patrols are doing a spot check on all rooms. We only have a few minutes to get Danny out. I'll take him down the staff staircase and out the staff entrance. He can get a taxi back to your ship. I don't think he should come back tonight just in case they return."
I had a load of questions but knew I had to get Danny clear first. We checked quickly to make sure there was nothing of Danny's left and they were gone. I crept back to bed and turned the light out. When the knock came I tried to look half asleep as I opened the door.
"Name, rank, ship."
I looked at the voice. It belonged to a regulating petty officer, the closest the navy had to police on board ships.
"Come in P.O. What's this all about?"
"Just turn all your lights on and give me name rank and ship."
"Baz Middleton, ERA 1, H.M.S. Leander."
"Too fucking young to be a chief. Show me some ID."
I showed him my ID card and then shook him.
"Your name and unit P.O."
"What do you want that for?"
"I told you my rank and you continued to talk to me as though I was muck. I'm considering having you charged with insubordination."
The guy was over thirty judging by his good conduct stripes and he nearly had apoplexy. Danny could have stayed because the guy checked my ID and left without another word. I had a little snigger and went back to bed. I knew I would have to be careful now because I bet with myself that this guy would not let my put down go unpunished if he could possibly find anything to get me for, fortunately he wasn't from my ship.
Things became even tighter for Danny and me, meaning that we started taking more risks to have a kiss and cuddle. The next nail in the coffin of our relationship was Mac picking up his leading mechanic and moving to the boiler room in charge of the main distillation plant. The new mechanic on my watch was a nice lad who had joined us a few weeks before. Danny took him in hand and with the chief stoker's approval was given time to show him round the engine room and take him through his duties. Danny would move into Mac's position meaning that we would seldom have much time alone on the control platform. Frustration level built and stressed us out.
Adrian was our saviour. Because he was based in Singapore he garnered more knowledge of the place than we did and found a little guest house in the village between Sembawang and the city. Apparently it was used by soldiers from the army camp nearby and he thought it was actually a place where gay soldiers congregated. There were no girls there so most of the soldiers went into the city. We tried it one day, booking in to a double room. There was a neat little bar and the lady owner would do meals for us if we gave her a little warning. Most meals were produced from a wok the same as the stalls in Sembawang village. We soon realised that Adrian had been right. Gaydar wasn't a word used in those days but Danny and I developed it. We sprang casual friendships with some of the soldiers. We never told them our rank, just that we worked in the engine room. I doubt any of them would have believed I was the equivalent of one of their sergeants anyway.
Nee Soon village became like a second home for Danny and me when the ship was in the dockyard. Almost every night that we weren't duty we stayed there. My excuse to my mess mates was that I had friends ashore more my own age and they accepted it. I was several years younger than all of the others. Danny just used the excuse with his mess mates that the ship drove him crazy and he had no privacy which he craved. We still went into the city and used the Britannia Club facilities because they were good and we both liked to swim, and improve our tan. Engine and Boiler room personnel were usually quite easy to distinguish because even though we were in the tropics they were very pale. Several times I saw the P.O. that I had embarrassed the night of the search, but he didn't worry me now because we never overnighted there. The receptionist asked me one day why we never booked a room any more. I told him that I thought it was too risky. If he hadn't been on duty the night of the last search Danny and I would probably have been caught and that would have been the end of it. We told him we had found another place that was cheaper and suited us.
"I'll miss you guys, I always used to conjure up such lovely erotic scenarios when you were here."
Then he blushed, realising what he had said. I looked round quickly, there was no one else around so I leaned in and very quickly gave him a kiss on the lips.
"I'm really flattered because you are the stuff of erotic thoughts as well."
That was definitely the right thing to say, he preened and just said, "Really," before we both had a case of the giggles. Further conversation with him elicited the knowledge that his name was Aaron and he was here for five years because his father was a Group Captain and the boss at the R.A.F. base at Changi.
"I wasn't clever enough to go to university so mum and dad brought me out here with them when dad got the appointment. I'm actually studying hotel management on a correspondence course so this job gives me hands on experience."
The result of the exchange was that when he wasn't on day duty he would join us at the pool. Then there were four. The best part of that was Aaron and Adrian becoming a couple. We loved it because both of them deserved someone special in their lives. Adrian told us that Aaron was the dominant one and made love very tenderly.
"He's not as exciting as you were Baz, but he really cares and is gentle and considerate, all the things my abuser wasn't."
Our lives appeared to be a series of relaxing and pleasing situations and then periods of frustration. If we were careful we would be ok during the frustrating periods. Knowing that we had the good times to look forward to made it easier when we were at sea.
We had to take some local leave on one of our stays in Singapore so Danny and I hired a car and drove up the coast road to Kuala Lumpur, stopping at lovely little beach hotels wherever we fancied.
At one of these stops we were openly propositioned by the owner's son. He was really cute and spent some time with us on the beach, which we had found at lunch time. We booked in and the boy followed us when we left our room for the beach.
Danny looked at me with the look that he had used when we took Adrian to bed.
"Do you want to?"
He grinned and said, "It might be interesting."
We enjoyed a couple of hours, swimming and sun bathing before telling our little companion, Syarif that we were going back to our room for a shower. Would he like to join us?
His face lit up like a Christmas tree.
"Oh yes please, I can be your house boy and wash you."
That was it really. The shower was typical of Malaya in the 60s, it was what they called a Mandy bath. A tiled area with a drain, at one side a tub full of water with a tap to keep it topped up, a couple of ladles used to wet yourself. You soaped up and then used the ladles again to rinse off. Soap, no gels in those days and in this case two large sponges. We stood on the tiles and removed our swim trunks. Syarif's eyes were out on organ stops looking at our groins, and then he took his off. The little retch was rock hard already, and what a cock it was as well. The little bugger had a good seven inches and thick. He wasn't at all reticent. He grabbed the ladle and soaked Danny and I, soaped up both of the sponges and began to wash us. He was laughing all the time as he moved down our bodies. When he got to our groins he played with our cocks and balls for ages naturally getting us both very hard. He was almost drooling looking at Danny's, well so was I. I never got tired of seeing his monster hard. When we had allowed that for a few minutes, we turned round and he did the same with our backs. Sponges were dropped and the little toad slid a finger into each of us. I looked at Danny and he was grinning. He was enjoying this as much as Syarif, and in all honesty me as well. We used our own shampoo on our hair and then Syarif rinsed us off.
Now it was his turn and we both attacked him. That was so much fun. When we were playing with his cock and balls, and fingering him as well, he wriggled and giggled taking us with him. He was so uninhibited making him a total joy to play with.
Apart from his pubic hair he had no more on his body. His bottom was lovely, two rounded cheeks as smooth as a baby's. I fucked him slowly getting maximum pleasure from it, and giving to the same degree. I sped up when I was close, not worrying if he orgasmed as well because I knew Danny was going to follow me. In the event my orgasm coincided with his leaving both of us with acute feelings of satisfaction. I started to go soft and eased out of him. Danny immediately took my place and Syarif's eyes shot open wide as he felt Danny enter him. Surprise to start with, and then that lovely smile that showed how much he enjoyed this second penetration. Two more orgasms and I used a face cloth to wipe them both clean before going to do myself. When I came back in, Syarif was wrapped round Danny, sound asleep.
"Do you think he enjoyed that, Lover?"
Danny was all smiles as he replied.
"I'm sure he did and I know both of us did as well."
"Mmm, I was wondering. Do you think we could keep him as our pet?"
We both laughed, but in different circumstances I think we might well have tried. He was such a pleasure, so enthusiastic and giving.
When he woke up, he looked a little embarrassed until we both kissed him and thanked him for being such a wonderful room boy. He giggled then and left us. He served our dinner that night and if his father didn't pick up on the way he cosseted us he must have been blind. In bed Danny and I made tender love to each other before I suggested that we might try to stop here for a night on the way back.
We spent a couple of days in Kuala Lumpur. We did some shopping in Times Square and spent a day at the bird park. But we were eager to get back, only because both of us wanted to make love to Syarif again. In the event we made such good time that we were able to spend two nights there and made love to Syarif several times. On our second night he actually slept with us all night. He was so cute and such a gentle loving boy that we didn't want to leave the next morning. We were surprised when we paid our bill, Syarif's father took our money and then came round the counter to shake our hands.
"You will be very welcome here anytime. My son has been so happy to have you here. Next time I will give you a room with a bigger bed."
And then he smiled. Danny and I looked shocked. Once on the road we opened up our thoughts.
"He must know his son has been having sex with us and slept with us last night."
"I agree, but why would he condone that, I'm sure it's illegal here the same as everywhere else."
The next time we could get ashore we went to the public library. The information we garnered was that these people were Muslims and to touch a girl outside of marriage was absolutely taboo, so boys did it together. We guessed that in Syarif's case girls were not going to worry him, he was gay, the same as us. Maybe his father knew, or he was just happy that the boy had a sexual outlet sometimes.
When money and time allowed we did go back. On one occasion taking Adrian and Aaron with us. Syarif really loved that weekend. He had four different cocks in him because we all thought he was delightful, and we were indulging each other as well. This external sex didn't appear to affect Danny and me. We were making love to people that we really liked so it appeared quite natural to us.
We had adventures in most of the places we visited. The Americans in Subic Bay in the Philippines were fantastic hosts and caused us a little embarrassment when we were both hit on by American sailors. We visited Queson City, which was a real den of iniquity, but great fun. A lot of the boys that propositioned us were really cute and we were sure, under age. We didn't indulge, but we were flashed by some very pretty cocks in some of the bars. Hong Kong was the same. A place called Wanchai catered for every kinky thing you could think of. A boy would approach you and offer you his sister, always a virgin and very clean, when you turned them down they offered you their brother, also very clean and a virgin. Danny and I never indulged and never regretted it when we saw so many of our shipmates going to the sick bay with STDs.
Almost two years flew by and we made one last call, that was Australia and we took in Perth and Fremantle. Horse racing and Namchek National Park were my abiding memories of that visit, and then it was a long steam home. The only break in the boredom of passage making was a very intense exercise off Gibraltar. Then it was Portsmouth and a long leave. We split it evenly between both sets of parents. No dramatic declaration of our relationship, but neither parents were stupid. Our love was so open, we couldn't have hidden it even if we wanted to. We actually spent a lot of the leave studying. That is, Danny was studying and I was teaching. We knew we had a summer cruising in Scandinavia before going into a long refit in Portsmouth. Danny could sit his leading mechanics exams and be advanced almost immediately because he was time served. Of course it worked, how could it not?
Scandinavia was great, but frustrating again because we had little opportunity for love making. Portsmouth and dry-dock so we had to move into barracks. More frustration. We saw a lot of each other but again, difficult to have alone time for love making.
The dreaded preference draft chits landed in our mail and Danny and I went into tilt. Now was crunch time. We would almost certainly get different ships and our relationship would have to go on hold, maybe for years. I put as my first choice, Destroyer, Far East. We had both loved the East and would be happy to go back. Danny put the same. He had sat and passed the exam for leading hand so he was well placed for a new draft. Commander `E', (the Engineering Commander,) sent for me. Would I like to remain on board as a senior watch keeper and chief of outside machinery? It wasn't a promotion as such, I would still be an ERA 1, but it was quite a feather in my cap at only 24. A good starting point if I wanted to try for chief engineer during this commission. I said yes and told Danny.
"Let's hope you get offered a ship in the same squadron, or at least on the Far East Station."
We waited on tenterhooks for weeks until Danny's appointment came through. `Leander', as mechanic in charge of the main distillation plant. He would be making the ships water. His head of department would be the outside machinery chief, me. I couldn't help it, I cried. I had been in a complete funk at the thought of losing him and now I would have him for two more years at least.
Refit, work up at Portland and then off to the Far East again going via Suez. Our loving time had been patchy during all of the time since Singapore. Leaves were us together 24/7, the remainder of the time was odd weekends and occasional single nights. Pretty unsatisfactory but better than nothing.
Between Portland and Singapore we never had one night of loving. We were both climbing walls by the time we docked. Nee Soon village and our little B&B was the same as last year. We didn't surface that weekend except to eat. I don't think I had ever made love to Danny so many times in 48 hours as I did that weekend. Sated for the time being we thought about our friends. We were sure Aaron would still be here but we didn't know about Adrian. I called the sickbay of the depot ship and I recognised the voice on the other end immediately.
"If you are really nice to me I'll make love to you until I can't get an erection."
Then I giggled.
"Baz, is that you? It has to be you randy sod. Where are you?"
I told him and then it was more laughter as we ribbed each other.
"What about Danny?"
He was suddenly serious and I wanted to wind him up. I put on my saddest voice.
"Danny got caught with another stoker when we were in Portsmouth. They gave him seven years at his court martial."
I heard Adrian's sharp intake of breath and spoke before he could.
"Believe it or not he is actually here with me. We both got Leander again."
"You bastard, I nearly died at the thought of that wonderful man behind bars."
He confirmed that Aaron and he were still together and we arranged to meet at the Britannia Club that day. What a wonderful reunion. We couldn't go beyond hugs, but that was enough, just the pleasure of seeing each other again was terrific.
It really was as though time had stood still for us. We did all of the same things we did before, except that we never overnighted at the Club, too risky. We did make the trip up the coast one weekend to renew our relationship with Syarif and were disappointed when his father told us he was in Kuala Lumpur in a hotel as receptionist while he continued studying at the hotel and catering college. We were pleased for him, but unhappy that we wouldn't see him. The father made us very welcome though and we had a very pleasant weekend. We left him with our Singapore contact details and told him if Syarif was home for a weekend to let us know and we would try to get here.
We managed one wonderful weekend together before our world fell apart.