Bit more activity and M and J return. _______________________________________________________________
Marcell lent over the bath as Jon slid into him and very slowly fed himself all the way inside his love. As they had done many times now Marcell stood up making his tunnel even tighter giving them both even more pleasure. Jon began to stroke into Marcell and at the same time fondle his chest and belly all the way down to his very hard erection. He took it in his hand and began to stroke Marcell in time with his own while his other hand continued to run all over Marcell's front. Jon's head was besides Marcell's and with a slight turn they kissed and stayed like that until Jon's breathing quickened and with one final thrust he held still and released a fine load of Icelandic cum into his West Indian's tunnel, all five shots. The shear pleasure of Jon's strokes and the feel of his cum shooting into him bought Marcell to his own eruptions, all five shots.
Several thousand miles away and at exactly the same time Scott erupted his English cum into his American's rear end, all five shots and the feel of Scott's strokes bought Andrew's cock to ejaculate his cum, all SIX shots. Grrrrreedy bastard!
After this international cum exchange of 21 shots, equal to that of a Royal Gun Salute, both couples settled into bed and began to kiss for a very long time after which all four once again became horny and there was a change of fortunes so to speak. All four dropped off into a happy sleep until their alarms sounded. Jon's and Marcell's to wake up and go to their trawler. Scott's and Andrew's to tell them there was a bit of a problem. It was 3am.
"Two of them skip astern four miles and fast." Thank goodness for the "Hawk" radar thought Scott. Boats the size of these two would never be picked up by normal radars. "Thanks Jan." Jan went to her station and started the cannon's generator and raised the main ones up and at 40 degrees port and starboard. She also turned on the stern cannons. "Full ahead." Andrew rammed the throttles through the gates and the Jean took off. "Wait for me JP1 and 2, they are too far away just now." "Skip." By now everyone was on the bridge except Simon and Robin who were on the flight deck waiting to be told to start up. "Anything on camera?" "No skip, too far away." "Radar?" "They have increased their speed and catching us. They are now 2.5 miles." "JP1 and 2 start up and take off." "Skip."
"JP1 and 2 up skip." "JP1 go to port wide and get behind them. You follow 2." They flew out in a big ark until about 200 yards behind the two boats and followed them in, keeping to 20ft. "Paul call the Rockwell and tell her we could be under attack." "Skip." Paul radio'd the Rockwell giving all the details of position, course and speed.
"Standby we will cut the speed when they get closer. Paul are the shot guns loaded?" "No skip." "Ok, load both, one with solid shot and the other with flares." "Skip." "Standby searchlights." "Skip." That was Colin and George. "Jan, bring the cannons to bear and raise to maximum throw." Jan would now aim directly at the boats and raise the nozzles so that when they were fired they would reach the furthest the flow could get. "Skip." She acknowledged. "SKIP! I can see six men in each boat and they are armed, both boats have RPG's." "Gerry is the stern camera on?" "Yes skip." "Ok you might have a problem seeing them on the main one if we fire the cannons." "Skip they have gone to our speed." Freddy reported. "I think they are sussing us out i'm sure, otherwise they would come straight in surely." JP1 you follow the one to port, JP2 the other one." "Skip." they both said. Scott was in a dilemma and was thinking about the two helicopters and the fuel. They still had an hour of flight time, but when to call one of them in to refuel? "How long will it take to come back, refuel and get back behind them guys?" "Half hour skip." "Ok, give it another 10 minutes Simon then come back and refuel. Robin you will have to cover both. If they attack go for the one furthest from us." "Skip."
Fuck, come on you twats. What are you up too? Scott was still sure they were checking them out and did not want to give too much away as to what the Jean was capable off, although he suspected they already knew from past contacts. "Skip both guns are loaded." "You recon they have a range of 200 yards Paul?" "Yes, but effective range is more like 100 skip." "Fuck I can piss further than that. Can't I Andrew!" A bit of light relief Scott thought and by the laughing they all needed it. "Paul if they attack you had better go to the fly, but stay safe, please." "Ok skip no problem." He had hardly said that when Robin called out. "Skip they are speeding up and getting ready to fire!" "Attack them 1 and 2 with genades." Robin and Simon took their helicopters to 30ft and ran in and released two genades over their respective targets. Their aim was good and all four genades exploded either side of the boats with a massive CRACK! But the most effective result was the huge flash causing the crews to be tempararily blinded. Scott could not be sure of that though.
"Fire Jan!" They would be well out of range of the cannons, but it could put them off their aim and they had agreed that if they had a grenade fired at them the huge force of water could possibly divert it. Even though it was night time there was a full moon and quite bright, but he already knew they had had one lucky shot in the past. Scott did not ask for the searchlights to be switched on. They could see the boats on radar and through night vision glasses and no need to give them another aiming point. "Call Rockall we are under attack." "Our helicopter has already taken off and will be with you very shortly." They replied.
"Skip! There is an aircraft on radar, it must be the Rockall's helicopter!" Freddy called out. As soon as he said that the helicopter called them. "Jean Peterson keep under full power we will look after these people." Scott acknowledged them. "Ok boys come in and turn round." After half an hour Scott asked for 10 knots and half hour after that they were all on the bridge. "Well, that sorted that then! They were all very pleased the Rockall came when they did even though they were certain they could have beaten the pirates off. Still there was one thing they could not do that the Rockall could and that was to hold the boats while the ship caught up and send Marines out to disarmed them. "I think they were only doing what they did to find out what we are about skip, but of course if they could they would have tried to board us. Fuck I wish we had assult rifles." Paul was right, Scott had come to that conclusion. The phone rang. "It's Commander Hutchinson skip." "Thanks Freddy. Hello David. Thank you for sending your helicopter." "Hello Scott, glad to help, a bit close that. Look it's not good to talk now, but we need to, can we meet up? Admiral Walker would like you and Paul to come to the Rockall, would you agree to that?" "I am more than happy to come to you, but i'm not too happy about us both being off the ship at the same time David, but it will be ok if you are close. I also have to get to Port Elizabeth for crew changes and to meet a customer." There was a pause then David came back on. "Understand Scott, Captain Goddard is altering course towards you, you should see us on radar soon. We will pick you both up at 07 30. Is that acceptable to you captain?" Scott thought first names were finished for the time being. He guessed the Admiral was listening! "Thank you Commander, but we will use our RIB. If we get another call out you wont want to mess about dropping us off. We will be with you at 07 30." "Agreed Captain. We will see you at our starboard side at 07 30." "Neil when we go I want you to take the ship ok?" "Skip."
"Ok we have a bit of time so stand down the off watch." Scott and Andrew went to their cabin and got naked. They cuddled up in the bunk, but could not sleep. "Do you think we should have weapons Andrew?" "I think so now Scott. I think you and Paul are right, they were trying to see what defence we have. The Rockall told us there has been a lot more action from various boats lately and I think we should assume it's us they are after. If they ARE after us we can expect a multi boat attack sometime. Look Scott they now know who we are and we should assume they know who you are as well and your connection to your father. If they got you hostage, they could be in for mega bucks." "You and we are doing just fine and don't worry one or six boats will have a hell of a job to take us. Don't forget i'm on here as well and i'm the Daddy remember!" Scott laughed and they cuddled in even more.
"Welcome aboard the USS Rockall Captain." Admiral Walker was an impressive man, all 6ft of him. Scott guessed late 40's early 50's. Slim upright and with an air of authority. They shook hands and Scott introduced Paul. Admiral Walker looked up at him. "You are now the tallest man on Captain Goddard's ship Mr Smith." He introduced Captain Goddard who was also tall and handsome it has to be said. "Of course you have met Commander Hutchinson." "Hello Captain Peterson, nice to meet you again." With all that over they went to the Admiral's quarters, he had a lot to say. "Right let me first begin with a few compliments and get things started. First of all Captain since the Commander and Captain Goddard's other two officers have returned after their time with you I have only heard great things about you and your ship and the highly skilled way you have captained the Jean Peterson. Sorry if that embarrasses you, but that's how the officers have described the situation. Now, if you agree will you tell me of all your defence methods you have and are you armed. I will tell you why later." Scott told the three American officers about all the defences they have and included the four hand guns taken from the pirates they captured when Theo and Royston were with them. He also went to great length to talk about their tactics when under attack which got nods of approval from the three Americans "We have not used the Glocks and in fact they are in my cabin somewhere. We are totaly dependant on the two RC helicopters as they are the only thing we have that is greater than the range of their AK 47's and RPG's. The shot guns are a bit limited as the range is so short, but we will have them if we ever take prisoners. So to sum it all up we are fairly confident that the hull structure is so strong the pirates will not do too much damage, IF they hit us. The water cannons are extreamly powerful and the helicopters give us the most protection beyond the range of the water cannons with the use of tear gas and stun grenades." Scott looked at Paul. "Have I missed anything out?" "No skip, thats everything." "Do you think weapons would give you better defence Mr Smith?" The Admiral asked. "Without doubt sir, in fact during last nights attack I wished we had at least an assult rifle. The fact is if either, or both of the helicopters were for some reason unservicable we would be under a lot of threat and to have armed back up would give us much better cover and be able to return fire and with the right rifle out range their AK's." "Could you use a weapon like an assult rifle Mr Smith?" "I could indeed sir. I am a trained sniper." "Yes I know you are Mr Smith." Scott and Paul looked at the Admiral knowing someone had been sniffing around. "Ok, let me explain. First of all I wanted to ask you for this meeting because of all the good things I have heard about you all and realizing what an asset your ship is in this region. Most times the pirates will stay well away from us, not that we have not been effective and the whole international effort has been very successful. Having you with us is in my opinion helping with the fight against these people for one reason and that is they were never expecting a non Naval ship to be able to defend other ships as well as it's self. Your value to us is indeed very conciderable. Yes we have done a bit of research and we know of your service with the SBS Mr Smith and the excellent military record you have. We do know you can handle just about any weapon and you were indeed an instructor on weaponary with your unit." He turned to Scott. "Captain do you think you are now being targeted? We are sure they know about you." "We came to that conclusion while they were attacking us last night and we are expecting more of them. The word seems to have got round about us and the one reason why they are so keen to take the Jean is because of the fact my father is very wealthy and to take me, the crew and my ship would give them, possibly, a good pay day." "THAT Captain is what this meeting is all about. We have also come to that conclusion. What will you do about it?" "So long as the crew are ok with it I intend to carry on Admiral, but if I don't have the support of them, and I will perfectly understand if they don't, I will go back to the UK. I cannot fight them on my own." "We are all behind you skip, don't worry about that." Scott could have hugged Paul, but instead smiled his thanks. "Ok gentlemen let me cut to the chase. I have contacted certain individuals back home and asked them to approach certain individuals in the UK, (Pentagon, Ministry of Defence? And others no doubt.) and recommended that you be armed and that the Rockall will supply you with weapons, sufficient ammunition and other equipment. Because of Mr Smith's expertise in armaments we are confident that he can train all of the Jean Peterson's crew to use them effectivly without killing everyone on board! How does that grab you Captain?" The Admiral was grinning at Scot knowing full well what the answer would be. "Oh my word that would be fantastic. Ok let me say a bit more. Until you said that I have seriously thought about packing it all in and for one reason only. I don't have the right to put other people in danger just because of me and my wish to challenge these people. Until you said all you have Admiral, I was beginning to think it was all over, now i'm sure it isn't. BUT i'm still going back to the Jean and put it to the crew before I accept your offer and support." "And I sir would not expect any less of you. If you ever want to become an American, please do and join the US Navy, you will be most welcome." Scott could not wait to tell Andrew that! They talked some more about the time when they could have arms transfered. "They are already boxed up Captain and all i'm waiting for is your people to agree. I hope to meet up with you again during your escort with the Ocean 9. Christ what eles do these guys know about us thought Scott, but there was one more surprise for him and Paul. "You were in Mumbia for a couple of days Captain?" "Yes." He didn't bother asking how he knew. "We have a theory that you may have had a tracker fixed to your ship and we recommend you carry out a search. Could anyone get inside you while in harbor?" Only Andrew Scott thought. "No, we are always secure, but thanks for the information I will get a search underway as soon as I get back. That could be the reason why there is so much activity lately. Bloody hell, we must be popular with you all!" "You are Scott, believe me." Unfortunatly there was no time to meet Theo and Royston as he had to get back to have the ship searched, but Scott asked Captain Goddard to give them thier regards.
As soon as they got back on board he had the two helicopters take off to search and also the whole crew out on deck also searching. Meanwhile Scott was on the bridge calculating his arrival time in Port Elizabeth. He checked once again and as the weather was being friendly he took the Jean to 20 knots. According to those calculations he would be in good time and would meet the boys so long as they stopped fucking one another in time to catch the first flight from Iceland. Never say never.
After an hour search Colin called out from the fly. "Got it!" They went up and found it clamped to the base of the mast. "How about get a lump of wood and attach this to it and chuck it over board?" Scott asked. "Why don't we just switch it off and if we capture a pirate boat attach it to that and switch it back on when we let it go?" "Good idea Thomas. Can you fiddle with it?" Scott asked. "He can fiddle with anything, believe me!" Paul and Thomas smiled. "When we dock again we will have to have at least one crew out all night i'm afraid. There are people out there trying to take us. If it had not been for the Rockall we would not have known that the tracker was on us. Anyone want to quit?" Scott looked around him. Silence was the answer.
Scott got a text from Marcell saying that they were at Keflavik waiting to board. Even the message seemed excited! Scott double checked his expected time into Port Elizabeth and reduced speed to 15 knots. They were in good time to meet the boys and have a fuel top up. They had a bridge party for Robin and Simon the night before they would dock. It was a quiet affair and a lot of mixed feelings. They may not have been with the Jean that long, but had made a huge impression and everyone was sorry they were going back home. "Thanks for every thing guys. We all wish you all the best and if you don't keep in touch I will send Janet and beat the shit out of you both." Scott and all the crew would miss them. "It's been fantastic. We have had a wonderful experience and every thing good and of course Simon found me, what could be better?" Simon said nothing and just squeezed Robin a little harder and kissed his neck.
After all the fond farewells from the crew, Scott, Andrew, Robin and Simon left for the Port Elizabeth airport. Their flight would leave and hour before Marcell's and Jon's flight was due. The parting was difficult and there was a lot of mixed feelings when they went through the gate to go to their flight. They waved until the guys went out of sight and went for a coffee. "Strange isn't it Andrew. Sad to see Robin and Simon go and at the same time can't wait to see Marcell and Jon again. The Jean has given so much love to so many people now." "It's all down to the fact we are an all gay crew and have such a great second engineer. He is the center of all things good on the ship don't ya think?" Scott looked at Andrew and gave him a middle finger. "That will be up your ass very soon my lad." Andrew bust out laughing. "That all?"
As soon as the boys came through there was a mini tornado as they ran and flung themselves at Scott and Andrew. They looked so happy and Scott and Andrew could not be happier either. "Welcome back boys. It is SO good to see you both." It must have been quite a sight for other passengers watching these four males clinging on to one another like that.
Back on board the excitment continued with a lot of hugging and kissing of cheeks! They could not wait to get to the flight deck and look at the new Apaches. They stayed there for ages, no more than a couple of feet from one another looking through the manuals and itching to get out to sea so they could fly their new babies. They would not have long to wait.
Marcell and Jon covered the Apaches and got their bags and went down to the cabins. They found thier old one and went in. "Wecome home Jon." They dropped the bags and cuddled. After their shower they got into uniform and went to see Paul to find out their watch times. They would be due on in two hours so plenty of time to look round the ship again and then back to the cabin. Once inside they did what all gay lovers do and that was to sit close together and read the Apache manuals again! Well, for half an hour anyway until Jon bought all studying to an end by running his hand up Marcell's leg, under his shorts and did not stop until he made contact with his man's package. Marcell dropped his manual on the floor and within half a minute both of them were naked and in a 69 and there they stayed until both cocks exploded covering these georgeous lovers.
After the fuel top up they cleared the harbour and Scott went to full speed and made course for the O9.
At first light Jon and Marcell were up and woke the whole ship when they started both Apaches and after checks took off and spent the next hour getting used to their new helicopters. After refueling they waited for Janet and George who had promised to take the RIB out so they could practise bombing and tear gas attacks. They would not stop until they were both satisfied that they were able to handle any type of flying that they were ask to carry out. Meanwhile the Jean caught up with the O9 and Scott took up station 250 yards behind her and to port at 8 knots. They would move to the starboard side after 10 minutes and then back again after another 10 and so it would go on for the whole of the escort. When they had joined up with the O9 Scott had called the Rockall to let them know of their position and found that they were only 50 miles to the south them.
Scott was in the middle of servicing Andrew and was not best pleased when the phone rang."Skip the Rockall is calling." "This had better be important." He moaned and left Andrew in their bunk and after he was satisfied he could get his cock into his underpants without damaging it, got dressed and went to the bridge and contacted the Rockall. "Hello Admiral, Captain Peterson here." "Hello Captain I just want to tell you we have a present for you, not as big a present as I would like to give I am afraid. Would you agree to have it transfered by our helicopter tomorrow, say 10 00 hours?" "Yes thankyou, looking forward to it Admiral." Scott put the mike on the hook and wondered just how small it would be. He went back to the cabin and finished off fucking Andrew. At the same time Paul finished filling Tom's rectum, Reg had at last got a hardon and managed to service Freddy, George had just shot a massive load into Gerry and Marcell and Jon finished reading the manuals! Everyone of them had got their priorities right then! Thank God Janet and Paula were on watch!
Dead on time the Rockall's helicopter was hovering above them and a rather large crate was lowered onto the flight deck. They waved the chopper away and all the off watch and some on, stood around while Paul and Neil opened it up. "Hope it don't blow up." Marcell said. He had his hand stuck down the back of Jon's shorts in true Naval tradition. "I don't want the Apaches damaged." "I will damage you if you don't shut up." Scott was standing next to him and got a dig in the ribs.
"Well well," Paul said as soon as the lid was taken off, "a good bit of kit here. We have a semi automatic Barrett .50 82a1 M107 sniper rifle. Now we have something to take those boys on with. Here's a note for you Scott." It was from the Admiral saying that this was all they could get agreement from "his" people and "yours," for the Jean Peterson's protection. There was a whole wad of stuff to read in regards it's use "and you, Captain and Mr Smith should familiarise your selves with all the imformation and for both of them to sign and return the enclosed form when they next met up." There was also a certificate of authority allowing the rifle and the four Glocks to be held on the Jean and came with a US Government seal. With the rifle came 5, 10 round magazines and 200 rounds of ammunition as well as a full combat suit and 30 inflatable target balloons. There was also 100 9mm rounds to go with the Glock 17's they had captured from the pirates. Within 3 days Paul was as good with this rifle as he had been during his service with the Navy. He had set up four firing stations on the fly bridge. Scott found the four hand guns he had put in his cabin and all the weapons were stored on the bridge ready for use. Paul gave training on the handguns to most of the crew, well those that would not kill their own that is. They were all now feeling a lot more secure. "Lets hope we never have to use them Andrew." Andrew mumbled something in reply, but was consentrating on Scott's own weapon as he sucked it and that was DEFINITY going off very soon! ________________________________________________________________
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