The Angel

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The Angel

It was painfully obvious I was the last person he expected to walk through the door of his room. He was lying back on his bed, his right leg hooked seductively over the side, left leg stretched out in front of him, one arm behind his head resting on his pillows and the other slung carelessly across the bed. He was sporting the longest penis I had ever seen. It was lying across his chest, the tip just touching his left nipple. I took in the scene immediately, noticing the very pleasing ball sac lying neatly under his monster cock and a small neat pubic bush at the base. No other hair apparent on his body apart from a small cluster under his arms. He was smiling a wonderful innocent smile, which I knew had to be false, what a pity. The remainder of him was small and neat. He was quite patently not a sportsman because there was no discernable muscle definition, but at the same time, no fat. His head was quite small and made him look very elfin with his black wavy hair and small aquiline features. His eyes were beautiful, a very pale blue and when he saw me, filled with surprise. He was quite slim and everything appeared to have been arranged in a very pleasing tableau.

"I'm sorry Roberts, I am obviously not who you expected. I'm the new divisional Chief, perhaps you would like to get dressed and report to me in my office."

I turned to leave having first sucked in another complete scoping of this apparition.

Ten minute later there was a knock on my door and an immaculately attired rating stood at attention in front of me, his cap tucked neatly under his arm.

"Apprentice Roberts reporting as ordered Chief."

"At ease Roberts."

I stood up and walked round this boy marvelling that an Engine Room Apprentice was so immaculate. The ones I usually came up against revelled in looking like they had just crawled out of a boiler or the bilges but this boy would have passed Captain's Parade Ground inspection. He was wearing evening Dress Blues as stated in standing orders and his cap was brilliant white with a black peak that I could see my face in. I sat down again almost in shock.

"Please confirm the following details for me Roberts. You are engine room apprentice John Roberts, eighteen year old second year apprentice."

"Yes Chief."

"Has no one told you that as an ERA you are expected to look like you just crawled out of the bilges?"

"Yes Chief, but my mother taught me that cleanliness was next to Godliness and with all my other faults I need to try to please my God."

"And what are these other faults?"

"I'd rather not say Chief, my maker and I are working on them."

"Are you shitting me Roberts? What was that all about in your room, and why as a second year apprentice have you got a single cabin?"

"I can't answer the first question Chief, but I have a single room as a reward for exceptional performance in the classroom."

"Well let me answer the first question. You were waiting for an expected visitor who would take care of that monster between your legs."

Roberts looked devastated and folded up on the floor. He started convulsing almost the second he hit the carpet. I hit the emergency button on my phone and then hurried to attend to the boy. I put him in the recovery position, gently massaged his back and said to him it was ok, it would be our secret. I kept repeating it until the paramedics arrived and had him on a gurney, oxygen supply fitted and a drip established. I was impressed at their speed.

My first stop after breakfast the next morning was the Sick Bay. Roberts was the only occupant and the duty nurse just waved me through to the ward with the comment, "He's fine Chief you can take him with you if you like."

Roberts was sitting up in bed with his breakfast tray off to one side.

"How are you feeling this morning youngster?"

I could see the tears starting to roll down his cheeks. I sat on his bed and gently brushed them away.

"What are these for boy?"

"I don't want to go to prison Chief. I can't help what I am but I so much wanted to be a Naval Engineer."

"And you have been lucky enough to find a kindred spirit so you could indulge your perversion without a problem."

He winced at my use of the word perversion but replied, "Yes Chief."

"And what's his name?"

He looked at me as though I were mad.

"I couldn't possibly tell you that."

"I'm pleased to hear that Roberts. Do you love him very much?"

"No Chief, we are just a sexual release for one another. Are you going to have me court marshalled?"

"No John, I am going to say that your break down last night was an emotional overload for something that I am not at liberty to share, and that you are now fully recovered and ready to return to full duty."

"Why would you do that Chief?"

I blushed and debated whether to tell this boy or not. He might need a broad shoulder sometime in the next two years so I had to be honest.

"Shall we just say that I am a sympathiser, but that goes no further than this room."

I could see his eyes searching my face looking for the angle.

"You need to get back to your cabin and change for instruction. Come and see me after supper this evening."

I needed to think very seriously about what I was going to say to this young man. I was only five years older than him, a newly promoted Shipwright First Class and gay. Like John Roberts I had suffered the agony of celibacy and not being able to tell anyone why I never dated girls. I had liaisons on leave but I had never been lucky enough to be able to indulge in service time. Perhaps I was lucky, I might have been caught like John but by someone less sympathetic. Homosexuality was illegal in civil life as well as the service but here it was cracked down on hard and guilty parties went to prison for seven years. I shuddered at the thought of that beautiful angel going to a civil prison.

An immaculately clad apprentice was in my office at 1930 still looking very apprehensive.

"You're a bloody fool Roberts, leaving yourself wide open like you did last night."

He looked ready to burst into tears again so I moved in close to him, took him in my arms and quietly said,

"It's alright John, you're safe here."

I felt him relax.

"Sit down, we need to talk."

He did but he looked like a little lost child. He had no idea how to deal with the situation. He would have been eaten alive by any other Chief and been Court Marshalled before he knew what had bitten him.

"I meant it, you are a bloody fool, do you know what the penalty is for being a practising homosexual?"

He shook his head.

"Well on conviction it's seven years in a civilian jail with no time off for good behaviour."

He looked shocked.

"Do you have a lock on your cabin door?"

Another shake of the head.

"Well I am going to authorise one and use the excuse that it's for security purposes. In future make sure that you wait until your lover is in the room before you display yourself and then only do it with the door locked. Is he another apprentice?"

"Yes Chief."

Ah, the voice has returned.

"John, I can't protect you if you are caught but if you are having problems and you bring them to me before they get out of hand I will help you all I can. Do you understand?"

He looked at me with those incredible eyes and I almost melted.

"I think so Chief. You are gay as well and want to help me get through the next two years without being caught doing something silly."

"What makes you think I'm gay and not just a sympathiser?"

"I read people by their eyes Chief and yours are very expressive."

I smiled, "And what do you read in mine?"

"Last night I read surprise and lust. This morning I saw sympathy and understanding. Tonight I can see understanding and confusion. I don't understand you tonight Chief."

"Very astute youngster. The confusion is because I think you look like an angel and if you couple that feeling with last night's lust you have some idea of my problem."

He looked flustered.

"Honestly Chief?"

"Honestly John. I'm only five years older than you and not much more experienced than you I would guess. Easy to keep my feelings bottled up most of the time but you have opened this particular bottle and lost the top."

He laughed at my terminology.

I smiled shyly and realised how stupid that was, this boy was my junior.

"Please be careful John, and feel free to come to me any time you have a personal problem. Tell your friend the same thing."

"Thank you Chief," and he was gone.

I felt exhausted. How on earth was I going to keep my act together around him? He was gorgeous, petite, which meant it was easy to see myself cuddling him, had the most amazing penis which I wanted to get my lips around and a cute little butt that I wanted to get my cock inside.

I looked at my programme and realised I had him for the next few months for all his sheet metal work and boat work associated with ships motor boats. I was also a hockey referee and I noted John played hockey. It would be interesting to see how he covered up that monster of his in gym shorts. In baggy overalls in the workshop I could forget how gorgeous he looked, well nearly. On the sports field I guessed he wore an incredibly tight jock strap and oversized shorts. But how did he get away with it in the showers and what about his first two years when he had been in a barrack room with thirty other apprentices. Curiosity killed the cat and I sent for him one evening about a month after our first meeting. I put the questions to him and grinned as I told him it was idol curiosity.

He grinned as well, "When you behave as though you are shy Chief you can get away with an awful lot. The few that have seen it flaccid have been sworn to secrecy, one of them was my present lover. He's a senior and it was a bit of blackmail initially but now it's because we are both horny."

"If he's a senior he leaves next month doesn't he John?"

He looked a little downcast as he replied, "Yes Chief, I shall miss him. He keeps me sane, you know the problem at eighteen, raging hormones and all that."

I realised he was very relaxed around me now and talking freely, I felt complimented but worried as well.

"You are very outgoing John, I hope you are very careful what you say around other people."

A little shy look from under half covered eye lids before he said, "Yes Chief but I feel I can relax with you."

"Well when your partner leaves feel even freer to come to talk to me if you need to. The next door along the corridor leads to my private suite so I am readily available almost every night. If you knock and I am not there pick up the phone by the door and dial the Chief's mess I will probably be there, I don't go ashore very often."

"Thank you Chief, I really appreciate this. I guess I was pretty lucky when you replaced our old chief, he was a bit of a Tartar."

Nothing more was said, nothing else happened until about a month after the senior class passed out I was in my private lounge when the door buzzer went one evening. I was being lazy and was only dressed in my athletics shorts. They were very thin and split almost up to the waist band. I usually wore a jock underneath them but hadn't bothered this night.

I unlocked the door to reveal John Roberts, also in shorts and a T.

"Can I come in and talk Chief?"

This wasn't fare. He looked edible and if I got an erection he couldn't fail to see it.

I got myself a beer and John a coke while I tried to bring my breathing and my blood pressure down to normal.

"I'm sorry to disturb you Chief but I am going ape since Gary left, I just need to be able to talk about gay things with someone before I go crazy."

"Well I guess you've come to the right place, but you could have been kinder to my blood pressure and worn proper uniform."

He didn't click instantly but when he did his smile lit up my whole suite.

"Honestly Chief?"

"You know bloody well John from my unguarded eyes the night we met."

"I'm flattered. You know I would let you do anything you like to me. In fact I want you to."

He looked at me appealingly and I melted.

"I know what I ought to do and that's take your shorts down and put you across my knee for a good spanking. Trying to seduce your divisional chief isn't on you know."

He didn't quite know how to take that, I had sounded serious, only because I was. I shouldn't touch this boy but every fibre of my being wanted to make love to him.

"You're right Chief, I'm sorry."

As he said it he slipped off his plimsolls, stood up and pulled his T Shirt off. He moved in front of me dropped his shorts and stepped out of them. I gasped, he was flaccid but it was still about ten inches long.

"I know corporal punishment isn't on for us but you can punish me Chief."

I took one hand and pulled him over my knees. I moved him up so that his buttocks were pointing straight up but his upper legs were hanging over my thigh. I knew that if I caught him at the top of his legs just on the curve of his buttocks it would sting like hell. That was where my father used to catch me. He would only give me three there and he said it was because he loved me so much three was the maximum he could give so they had to register. They did, I didn't get them very often.

I stroked his butt while I talked to him. It was gorgeous, I was amazed how small it was, but a perfect shape. It was soft as well because he was not heavily muscled. I then did the same as my father, three quite hard ones to the top of the thighs. It hurt. When he stood at ease in front of me I said,

"Next time you offer yourself to me you make sure you are, and sound as though you are serious. I'm not made of stone John."

I could see the tears in his eyes, I had done a good job.

"I am deadly serious now Chief. Will you take my body and do with it anything that pleases you."

I was dumbfounded, I hadn't believed he was serious before but now. This apparition was asking me to seduce him. So I did, absolutely not a problem for me now that I knew he wanted it.

"Come closer, turn round, spread your legs, bend over and spread your arse cheeks."

My intention was to carry out a site and smell check on his arse because I was going to do some serious loving on this part of his anatomy. His rosebud could only be described by one word, pretty. It was a perfect little pink aureole, barely any puckering and a hole so tiny I thought I would never be able to enter him. I moved in closer letting my nose take over. He smelt of wild flowers. Then I knew. I slapped his butt hard making him yelp and jump away from me.

"You little prick teaser, I bet you gave yourself an enema as well didn't you?"

He blushed profusely, "Yes Chief."

"You intended to seduce me tonight and you were going to make sure I fucked you?"

"Yes Chief."

"But you are an anal virgin aren't you?"

"Yes Chief."

"Come here."

I pulled him onto my lap and gave him the most passionate kiss I could. He was gasping before I released his mouth.

"You are a little toerag, but I am so honoured that you want me to take your cherry John. You had better call me Sam in here and get your arse onto my bed. I am going to make love to you until dawn."

His eyes were swimming with lust so I knew I would be making him produce a huge quantity of cum before this night was through and I was going to try to match him. There was no way I could come close to matching his enormous penis but I wasn't a weenie either. When he saw my cock he sucked in his breath and said,

"Oh my God Sam, what have I let myself in for? Promise me you will be gentle with me, that monster will split me in two."

I was only a little over half his length but very thick.

"Lover, I know this will hurt as I enter you whatever I do but I promise I will be as gentle as I can and prepare you properly beforehand."

I fell onto the bed beside him and wrapped him in my arms.

"The first night I saw you John I wanted to do this and I have wanted to every night since. Your appendage is magnificent but it pales into insignificance against the rest of you. I think I am a little in love with you already and I have hardly touched you."

We kissed passionately for a long time. It was patently obvious that this man/child craved affection. He had definitely come to the right place, I had so much I wanted to give and this angel was going to be a worthy recipient.

While we kissed I stroked his body, including his massive appendage, difficult not to really. When I played with his nipples I was brushing the head of his cock, how the hell could a little chap like him get so hard and be so long. I wondered how much of it his other lover used to take, that must have been quite a sight.

Before I could go any further with my mouth we both had to take a ten minute break to calm down. We remained cuddling while we talked.

"You were active with your other lover then John."

"Mmm, I wanted him to fuck me but he was totally passive. He would frequently orgasm three or four times while I fucked him without touching himself and he could give me amazing blowjobs. I don't know how he managed to get so much of me down his throat."

We both laughed and I told him I was going to try to get all of him down me. We both knew that was impossible but it would be fun trying. I was also going to see how much of him I could take when he fucked me, but that was for another time.

We kissed again but I very quickly left his mouth and started working down the rest of his body. His nipples were as perfect as the rest of him but the really fun part there was being able to lick his nipples and his cockhead with the same stroke of my tongue. I very quickly had him entering deep space as I moved further down his penis licking and kissing the underside of it as it lay along his torso. Balls next and I nearly licked them away before I sucked them into my mouth, difficult to get both in but lovely once I had achieved it. The inside of his thighs were as smooth as silk and passed the tongue test with honours. Underside of his balls each time I licked to the top of his legs and then his perineum. That was when I had my first orgasm. He was unbelievable, his lower abdomen was so pretty it took my breath away. I made him hold his legs high and wide for an age while I licked and kissed his butt cheeks and his rosebud opening him up slowly with my fingers. I pulled his anus apart with fingers from both hands and then buried my tongue as deep inside him as I could. He went ballistic, and that was his first orgasm. Back to working on his arse and the front before I lubed up with Vaseline and slid my cock head over his sphincter. With just a couple of inches inside him I remained still and just stroked his arse cheeks and gently caressed his cock and balls. I could see the pain in his eyes and something else I couldn't read.

"Ok Baby?"

"It hurts so much Sam but don't move for a while."

He dropped his legs onto my shoulder and started to wriggle his arse a little.

"Feed me some more Sam, but slowly please."

I did being as gentle as it was possible to be. What I really wanted to do was slam it all home in one. It felt like heaven being inside him and hell having to go in so slowly but I didn't want to inflict any more pain. I knew when I hit the second barrier he would hurt badly again and I was tempted to stop at about six inches so that I wouldn't strike it. He changed my mind on that one.

"Give me the rest fast Sam, get that second barrier penetrated."

Of course he would know all about that, it must have happened to him every time he made love to Gary.

Second orgasm for me.

I bent forward and kissed his lips as I started long stroking him. It was the most exquisite sensation I had ever had. His sphincter was holding on to me big time, accentuating the feel of my thrusts. I lasted about another ten minutes, I felt ashamed that I could not pleasure this boy for longer he was just too delightful. He came with me as he felt my sperm jetting into him and I took most of it in my mouth. I remained inside him while my cock went soft but kept his softening cock in my mouth, when I eventually pulled out of him I continued to keep his in my mouth and suckled it like a baby would on his mother's tit. He got hard again and I played with his balls and stroked his perineum until I brought him to another orgasm. Three each, I felt that was good enough for a first session. I pulled him into my arms and kissed him again, I doubted I would ever get enough of him.

"Ok Baby?"

"Oh Sam, that was incredible. No one has ever loved me like that. Can I stay the night?"

"Mmm, and every night if you want to."

We cuddled and he fell asleep on my chest, one very contented boy and I knew I was in love, properly in love.

When we woke the next morning I realised we had not showered before sleeping and the smell of sex was still quite strong on each of our bodies.

"Shower, tooth clean and then back to your cabin to change. Let's hope no one else sees you."

Horny little bugger, I jacked him very quickly to orgasm in the shower and after checking the corridor sent him on his way with a pat on his butt.

That night he came to me immediately after supper and was dressed ready for workshop the next morning.

"Clever boy, straight to breakfast in the morning."

He grinned at me, "Yes, that's so that we have time for me to take some nutrition from you."

I grinned as well and just said the one word, "Slut."

He fell into my arms then and said, "I think I'm falling in love with you Sam, is that all right?"

How could it not be, he was delightful, eighteen years old but an innocent abroad. I shuddered at the thought of what might have been if someone else had caught him.

"That's more than all right John, I love you as well."

His eyes lit up and that lovely smile was on his face again. This boy could have a slave if he wanted one, as long as he smiled like that all the time.

"Will you spank me again tonight Sam only on my butt not the top of my legs? I think it is so erotic."

I didn't know what to say, I could look at his butt forever but I didn't want to spank him.

"Oh hell John, I don't know whether I can. I don't want to hurt you."

"I don't want you to hurt me either Sam, I just want to feel that lovely erotic tingle. I guess we will have to experiment to see how hard you can hit to get it right. If we start with ten I can tell you if it is hard enough or you need to give me more. Please Sam, it is lots of fun if you get it right."

"Did Gary do it to you?"

He blushed, "Yes because my orgasms inside him were much more intense when we realised I liked a little punishment."

"So last night's punishment was engineered as well?"

"Don't be mad at me Sam, but yes. I just didn't expect you to be such an expert and catch my legs instead of my butt."

"Right, you are going to get it for being a devious little shit, get naked."

I said it very seriously and saw a very worried expression cross his pretty face.

I pulled him over my knees again and gasped, I knew I would never get used to seeing his beautiful little butt. I made him spread his legs and then stroked his butt cheeks for ages worrying his rosebud as well. After about ten minutes when my own erection was ready to burst I started spanking him. Not too hard I guess because his cock got monstrously hard. I had sandwiched it between my legs so that I could feel what was happening to it. After ten he gasped out, "Please Sam, ten more."

So I did, he orgasmed on the last one which I made quite a lot harder than the others.

"Oh fuck Sam that was amazing. I'm sorry about the mess."

And what a mess. There was a pool of cum on my carpet that looked like it had about ten contributors.

"Slut, get a cloth and clean it up now, and bring a towel back in because I am going to do that again."

He scuttled off not looking at all upset. I was not, of course going to spank him again, no matter how gentle I was another twenty would start to bruise him and I would be mortified if I did that. I took him to bed after that and just kissed and cuddled him for ages.

"Will you do that to me every night Sam?"

"No," was my very adamant reply."I will bruise you if I do that every night but as a special treat if you are really good I might do it once a week."

"Oh please Sam that was mind bending."

"No John, I won't risk bruising you. I can keep you happy without doing that."

He kissed one of my nipples before nipping it with his teeth and giggling as he said, "Ok, special treat but only if you tell me there is something I can do to you as a special treat."

I would have to think about that one, just being able to make love to this angel was more than enough of a special treat for me. We made gentle love after that and I loved it. Judging by the amount of cum I swallowed so did he. I had begun to realise I could have my cake and eat it with him. I loved to suck and I loved to fuck, with his seventeen inches I could comfortably do both, absolutely no problem. I thought I might find his penis either intimidating or just plain gross. Until I saw John's I couldn't conceive of anyone having more than twelve inches, and even that stretched my imagination. I could muster a very respectable nine inches that was quite thick but John's was just magnificent. In bed we never wasted any sperm, it either ended up in his bum or my mouth, it was bloody marvellous.

The next day I had him for metal work and it was no problem except that the way he leant over to adjust the airflow into the metal smelter made me realise I would quite like to have him pose in different positions for me while I explored his body like I might do a male prostitute. My special treat! That night I tried it.

"John, once a week I'll spank you to orgasm, and once a week you will allow me to treat you like a male prostitute."

He looked a bit bemused, "What do you mean Sam?"

"I want to be really horrible the way I treat your body as though you were a slave or a paid whore. Of course I won't damage you but I will do humiliating things to you and make you do things to yourself as well that you would not normally do, like fuck yourself or give yourself a blowjob."

"Oh yes, that sounds really slutty, can we do it tonight. We can always vary it if we don't get the right effect."

As usual he was grinning like a Cheshire Cat. No doubt in my mind John was open for any new experience on the sex front, we could be in for years of fun.

"Ok, except that you are not allowed to say no to anything I want. We will discuss it afterwards but that's the only concession."

The worried look was back.

"Ok slut, strip, when you are naked stand there legs well spread and hands behind your head."

I pointed to a place in the centre of the floor.

When John was in place I just sat and looked at him getting incredibly hard. After a few minutes I stood up revealing my very obvious erection which was mirrored by John. I marvelled that the massive penis in front of me could get so hard it rose above the horizontal.

"Now undress me slut, make it very erotic. When you are finished suck me for five minutes and then lube us both and impale yourself on me."

John thought this was marvellous, he was doing under orders what he would happily do without prompting. He went down on me revelling in the feel of my cock and balls in his mouth. He licked and kissed slurped and sucked until he felt me swelling even more, ready to cum, then released me, slicked up his own arse with KY and with me sat back in my chair he just impaled himself working my cock in slowly. It still hurt him going over his sphincter but after that it was heaven. He fucked himself on me for a few minutes before both of us came to orgasm.

"Oh God Sam, you feel so good inside me, you could do this a hundred times a day."

I laughed.

"Good, let's see if you feel the same about your own cock fucking you."

John looked shocked, "What do you mean?"

"You'll see. I want you on the bed now on all fours, then drop your head and chest onto the bed."

I sat cross legged behind John and spread his legs wide. I pulled his cheeks apart and then slid my hands in close to his anus so that I could put a thumb in one very cute butt hole.

"Hmm, typical slack slut, I'd better put both in."

I did, manoeuvring both around inside John's arse. He grunted, I pulled out and slapped both cheeks quite hard once each.

"Don't make a sound slut."

Next, I pulled his cock through his legs and lubricated it before forcing several inches into his own butt.

"This is good, now before you get fully hard let's see how many inches of you we can get in and fuck you with."

I was amazed, with ten inches available to start with I fed six inches into him. As he started to get hard I manipulated it so that I was fucking John with his own cock. It looked absolutely amazing. When he had about fourteen inches available I was able to feed John a little more than when I fucked him with my own cock.

"What do you reckon slut. You getting a good fuck?"

John grunted but said nothing. I played with his nipples while working his cock in and out of his own hole until he came with a massive orgasm.

"Oh God Sam that was amazing." He rolled over and still with his own cock embedded in his arse he pleaded with me.

"Please Sam, put yours in alongside mine and fuck me to death."

I was amazed, he knew there would be an incredible tranche of pain if I slammed my own rigid member into his arse alongside another one. I was however so turned on that I did. I put tons of lube on my cock and placed it alongside John's adding pressure until my head slid in and John screamed.

"Oh God Sam that hurts so much. Go all the way and fuck me hard, now. Please don't delay or I'll never survive."

I did, very quickly coming to the most incredible orgasm I had ever experienced. John was screaming with the pain but orgasming almost continuously into his own anus.

To say that we both lay back on the bed wasted would be a major understatement. It was almost half an hour before conversation was possible.

John wrapped himself round me and planted a ton of kisses on my chest, particularly my nipples driving me crazy.

"If I live to be a thousand Sam I'll never orgasm like that again and it hurt so much, the pain was unbelievable but it was so erotic I couldn't stop orgasming."

"Ditto Angel, I need that on film to be able to make sure it was for real. It was my intention to see how much humiliation I could heap on you tonight not give you a load of orgasms culminating in this last one. I am going to do this again and try to borrow a camera to film it. I can't even begin to describe to you how totally erotic it was fucking you with your own cock and then puting mine in with it."

John looked shocked.

"Why would you want to humiliate me Sam?"

"Just a fantasy of mine, I've always wanted to have a slave to do any unspeakable thing I want with. It didn't quite work out tonight did it?"

I was giggling as he said the last bit.

"Ok, I don't mind you working out your fantasies with me as long as you still love me."

"What makes you think I love you?"

John looked about ready to cry at that comment and I realised I shouldn't joke about something that serious. I pulled him into a tight embrace and said very softly in his ear and with complete conviction.

"I'm sorry Angel, of course I love you, so much it sometimes makes my heart almost stop with the wonder of it."

John sighed and snuggled in tighter to my body.

I had two years of that wonderful boy. He was my angel in every way, he took me to heaven so often I could hardly believe it.

We were both appointed sea jobs at the same time. He was off to a destroyer as a third engineer and I was going to a carrier still a first class Shipwright.

We stayed in touch, we loved from afar. Both of us had the occasional fling with someone else but our love for each other bridged the thousands of miles that always appeared to separate us. We had intermittent contact over the next five years when I returned to civil life and went to work for a boat builder.

John carried on to his contract date and at thirty went to work for an engine manufacturer not far from the boatyard where I worked.

We were thirty and thirty five. So many years wasted while we were away from each other but we now had the remainder of our lives together.

We are both retired now and my angel may be sixty one but he is still my angel and I still make love to him frequently. I never wanted anyone else when he was young and I don't now. He can still get that enormous appendage hard so I guess he feels the same about me.

We made a vow never to go to bed angry with each other so even though we have the occasional argument there has never been a night when he has shared my bed that we have not cuddled.

You think love and lust is the prerogative of the young. Be advised, it isn't.

My real life partner and I met much later in my life than Sam and John but we made the same vow as they did. It works as well, I'm so old I sometimes sub for Father Time but we still cuddle every night when we go to bed together.