The sea was calm during the breezy night. All of the crew were below deck, slumbering after a fierce battle that occurred earlier that day.
First mate, Smee, stood outside of Captain Hook's cabin door hesitating to open it. He'd been there for minutes now, painstakingly waiting. He could hear the rage his captain unleashed behind the door. If it wasn't for that asshole, Peter Pan, all of this wouldn't be happening. He feels sorry every time Hook get his ass beat by some troublesome brat who flies after snorting some dust. He adored his Captain, and seeing him in complete turmoil felt like he's in pain also. Then, it occurred to him that he's the first mate, he should always be there for his Captain through thick and thin. The stout pirate took a deep breath and finally went inside.
"S-s-smee! W-why are you h-here!" Hook slowly cocking his head towards Smee like the exorcist kid, boiling with anger.
"It's your weekly massage Captain" shyly responded Smee.
"I don't have time for massages Smee!" Hook suddenly snapped, "We must find a way to kill that cursed Peter Pan!"
Smee was paralyzed from the neck down after being scowled at. Was he wrong to intrude? He did knew his Captain was in no mood for disturbances but he also knew that Hook needs him, inside that pissed shell is someone who actually seeks help. The fat pirate gulped and walked toward his rampaging boss.
"Now now captain, let's discuss that while you have your massage" Smee said as he calmed and gestured his superior to sit down, which Hook did.
Smee then massages Hook's broad sexy shoulders. The short pirate blushed after feeling Hook's body. He always had admiration for his captain since the old days. He isn't ashamed of it one bit; for Captain James Hook is considered by many of having a strong sexual appeal. Sometimes Smee would sneak into the showers to see Hook bathing, he still hasn't forgotten about his captain's renowned pirate cock as it dangled while Hook scrubbed his scrumptious muscles, How he wished he could get a hold of that thick dick.
"What went wrong Smee? Why does he keep beating us" Asked the defeated Hook in a very sad and desperate tone as if he was about to burst into tears.
"Just bad luck Captain" assured Smee. "Don't worry, I've come up with a new plan"
Slowly dragging his senile but soft hands down on Hook's chest, Smee got turned on by the hard pecs of his Captain; He licked his lips and said "I heard that Pan has banished Tinkerbell"
Hook doesn't seem to mind his molestation, so Smee decided to carry on with slithering his slick hands down towards Hook's core.
"All we need to do is..." Smee's hands are already at Hook's abs and it wasn't just stopping there, it continued it's descend.
"Capture Tinkerbell"
Hook's droopy eyes suddenly widened, not because of what Smee just said but Smee's hands groping his crotch, caressing his delicate privates. "What are you doing Smee!?"
"Relax Captain, just doin' my job that's all" Smee appeased Hook "Now back to the matter at hand"
Smee started to take off Hook's pants, uncovering the feared pirate's Jolly Roger. The chunky first mate bit his lips at the sight of the penis in front of him. It's been years since the last time he laid his eyes on the price. The overwhelming sexual urge had overtaken him; without any second thought, he grabbed Hook's cock and masturbated it, slowly.
"Once we have Tink, we threaten her to reveal Peter's hideout aaaand..." Smee stopped mid-sentence on purpose as if to teasingly stall the already tempted and intrigued Hook - all the while pulling out his own pirate seadog in the process.
"Yes!? Yes!? And what...out with it Smee!" aggressively moaned the blushing Hook, he can't decide what's causing him this heavenly feeling whether it be Smee's brilliant ploy or the cock massage.
Smee pouted his lips "Then, we seize the motherfucker!" he continued with an exaggerated delivery while also slamming his jerk, causing Hook to ejaculate.
"OH YeEeS!" Hook moaned loud enough to be heard throughout the ship. His cum flew out of his still erect dick, splattering Smee's face. "Smee you're a genius!"
Licking the fluids off his face, Smee reddened with gratitude. It's not too often his Captain would complement him.
"Oh! let's not stop there Capt!" Smee proceeded. He set his Ginormous 12 inch pirate throbber on Hook's bootyhole.
"Oh baaaby... you got any more bright ideas Smee?" Hook said as he bring himself closer to his flirtatious first mate, grappling his arm and hook for a hand on Smee's neck.
While twirling the tip of his dick against the edges of Hook's sweaty anus, Smee brought his lips centimeters away from Hook's and said "Me and the boys torture him" in a steamy whisper.
"mhmnh afterwards?" asked the steaming Hook.
"I don't know, what do you think Captain?" Smee seductively taunted.
"Kill him..." answered Hook.
"What? I didn't hear you Captain!"
"Kill him!"
"LOUDER CAPT!"
"KILL HIM SMEE, STAB HIM!"
Smee smirked and placed his wet tip on Hook's buried treasure or in layman's term, his ass
"OKEY DOKEY CAPTAIN!"
Smee then stabbed Hook with his big Smithsonian cock. Instantly, Smee faced the heavens for the cosmic ecstasy of butt sex filled him with unbearable glee.
"YAAAHH, TOO BIG! TOO GOOD! TAKE THAT PETER PAN! " moaned Hook with a comical voice crack.
The chair rocked as it carry the weight of two intimate grown men moving in squirming motion. It squeaked along with the moans of both Smee and Hook.
Despite having a massive Dong, Smee doesn't actually know how to use it, he fucked with uneven chaotic movements but that doesn't bother Hook, not even the slightest. As long as there's a cock jammed in his shitter, it's all good.
"YAAH DON'T STOP SMEE, NO MERCY FOR THE PAN!" fiercely moaned Hook.
Smee suddenly quivered.
"Mr. Smee?" Question Hook.
All of a sudden, a tight fart escaped from Smee's cellulite infested ass, which then followed by a crashing wave of warm semen travelling deeper inside Hook's rectal tunnel. Hook paid back by cumming onto Smee's nutsack like a good captain would do.
As the evening aged, Both naked middle-aged men lay together all warm, cuddling each other on the chair. Smee rested on top of Hook, caressed on the head by his Captain. Practically sleepy, Hook gave the sleeping Smee a stare only seen from a loving mother, smiled and handed his first mate a shy kiss on the forehead before closing his eyes to rest.
Meanwhile outside the porthole, Peter Pan, mouth gaping could not understand what he just witnessed. But one thing is for certain, his innocence stolen and he has a hard on.
THE END