The seducer reached for the boy's lips and, without meeting any protest, penetrated his tongue into his mouth with a deep kiss.
"So sweet… Mmm… You smell like a butter… I don't disgust you, do I?"
A reddened Ray tilted his head, dodging and wiping the swollen lips.
"I have never had to do this before ... And that unexpected kiss with the tongue of a stranger, this is too much!"
"Okay… I'm in too much of a hurry. Do you really dislike it?"
"Commander… still, it bothers me a lot that you are a man! And if you notice, I'm actually not a girl."
"Ha ha… you know, I'm not interested in the female gender, so… I'm at the right place: you agreed to work for me and therefore intend to do what I really want at the moment - kiss and touch you."
Arlow, pressing against the teen's naked torso, plunged into long kisses, then knocking him down on the couch under him and giving free rein to his hands sliding all over his body.
"Where will I sleep at night?" - Ray was concerned, sensually wriggling from the hot imposed caress under the languid sighs of the handsome man. - "I hope not in the ship hold?"
"Only with me, dear ... You are only mine! … Do you like my caresses?"
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, saying:
"Commander! You're busy?"
"Taylor? What do you want?" - Arlow replied displeasedly, reluctantly tearing himself away from Ray.
"It is necessary to shout in at someone in the hold. I can't cope..."
The captain got up abruptly and hastily dressed, opened the door, letting the guy inside.
"Look after him…" - he quietly gave the command and sped off under the whistle of a strong wind.
Taylor stepped inside, closing the door behind him.
"Are you okay? - The young sailor cast a concerned look at the half-dressed boy sitting on the bed.
"Why ask?"
"Well… I'm just worried about how you're coping…"
"With what?"
Ray found a wrinkled shirt on the bed and pulled it on under the gaze of sparkling blue eyes.
"Are you one of those too? Boys lover?" - Ray asked darkly.
"Hasty conclusion! I didn't do anything like that!" - Taylor blurted out.
"Why are you staring at me like that then?
"Ordered to protect you. That's all!"
"From whom?"
"Everyone has seen you and knows why you are here. Our people are violent and hot-tempered, and you are so gentle and defenseless..."
"It's by your grace that I ended up here!" - Ray interrupted him. - "You don't need just ship boys! You saw me in a tavern and told your boss about me. For some reason, he immediately chose me, and you stood next to me..."
"How clever you are! But you came to the competition yourself, I didn't force you."
"What if I didn't come?"
"Arlow was still going to lure you onto the ship by any means necessary. He fell in love with you in absentia because he was looking for a boy like you everywhere. At each port, while goods were being unloaded, I wandered the streets looking for you."
"What a nonsense!" - The teen shook his head. - "Why are you so devoted to him? Indulging his whims! It's not normal to be attracted to guys. There are a lot of women out of virtue everywhere... why not use them?"
"Everyone has their own weaknesses ... Someone only likes men."
"Why?"
"Well… you can't explain it that easily… Understand, Arlow replaced my father: he sheltered me and raised me as a son. I am interested in his personal happiness."
'Why aren't you his lover?"
"I'm not attracted to him in that sense, and that's the way it should be," - Taylor explained. - Don't worry, he'll be as gentle with you as with a porcelain vase."
"Until I grow up?"
"You probably won't change much in a few years. Your physique is clearly not dependent on nutrition, if you have always been spinning in the kitchen. For example, I was not particularly spoiled with food, but I grew up strong and look older than my years."
"And how old are you?"
"Eighteen!"
"What is he going to do with me?"
"I think you'll like it. Arlow is a skilled lover... If you don't resist, he will carry you in his arms... Use his whim to your advantage."
Ray sighed sadly and turned away, staring blankly at the wall.
Soon the slightly winded captain returned with paper bags in his hands.
"Looks like they've calmed down!" - he threw at Taylor in a hoarse voice, and he immediately left the cabin.
"What happened there?" - Ray asked timidly as Arlow stripped off his clothes.
"The guys quarreled a little, waved their fists ... I had to yell a little. This happens sometimes."
"On what occasion can workers swear?"