Pucking Around With The Captain Novels & Stories

‘‘Who on earth are you? Amidst my wildest thought, a certain voice rang out and interrupted what I was thinking. I turned my gaze to the person who had just spoken, only to see the captain who had his face painted with a dark expression. Finally, this guy lost his calmness completely as he was having a hard time controlling his rage. I smiled at him slightly before I finally replied, ‘‘Oh? Captain, why are you asking me that just now? Did you have fun watching your people being beaten up to death?’’

“You make a sound and they all see their rookie getting bred by the captain.” The risk made everything hotter. I pushed my ass back, meeting every thrust. His cock dragged perfect over my prostate. Water ran down our bodies, mixing with fresh sweat. He fucked me harder, hips snapping, still keeping the rhythm controlled so the curtain would not move too much. One of the guys laughed loud a few stalls over. “Reed, you coming to poker night?” Captain Reed answered without missing a stroke. “Maybe. Busy right now.” His voice stayed steady, but his cock slammed deeper into me on the last word.

"I'm sorry if I'm interrupting." "No, you're not," Noa replied politely. "I just wanted to wish you luck tomorrow." "Oh thanks." The young man hesitated. Then he smiled again. "And... if you don't mind," He rubbed the back of his neck. "I'd like to get your number after the match. You seem like a cool guy." Several teammates let out teasing whistles. "Ooooooh!" "Our captain is popular!" Jerry slapped the table dramatically. "I can't even finish one meal without someone stealing my captain!"

All three were grinning at me like they had found a toy. Fantastic. I really did not want trouble. I especially did not want trouble today. “What do you want?” I asked flatly. Basketball Captain stepped forward first. “Damn, straight to business.” He clutched his chest dramatically. “No hello? No handshake?” “I’m busy.” Football Captain snorted. “Busy doing what? Crying over your boyfriend?” The third one laughed too loudly at that. I sighed. “Listen, guys, I’m not in the mood.”

one of the Jock said pointing at me "Let's just go" Mike muttered "You girl, do you know what happens when a girl rejects our captain?" I stand up, and honestly look less cool than I thought I'd be in my head, cause this side is freaking tall "whats gonna happen would you hurt me" I fake a cute sad face He smirks and bends over to where my head is, am ashamed to say "look little girl, if you want to act all tuff, you better not do so around us, cause I don't take it easy on girls"

I responded. "As if you can stab me with that tiny hand of yours." "My hands know how to choke people too. Wanna try?" I sarcastically replied. "You bet." He said "That's enough." The Captain interrupted in an authoritative voice while playing with his knife in his hands. I looked around and saw the grinning faces of the people inside the cabin.

I said. "..." He was holding the ax when he faced his body to me and tossed the ax! I move aside, the ax pierced through the wooden wall where Haiban is still peeping. The cheers roll on. The captain pulls the ax and tosses it to the players in the middle—deliberately ignoring me! How dare he embarrass me!? He's neither hot nor handsome enough to do that! He's just an old fat hairy pirate that stinks! There isn't any way to abrupt him but to play his game.

He’s a gigantic man with a rough, craggy face that doesn’t look like it’s seen a smile for twenty years. But I can’t think about that now - my head still spins, and I do my very best to keep my eyes forward and concentrate on walking as my body begins to adjust, not allowing myself to be distracted by my surroundings or by my stupid wolf, who is howling at me – begging me to go find them, to hunt them down, to strip off my uniform right now and – The Captain scowls around at us, clearly displeased with our disorder. “Fall in,” he snaps. “It’s time for your first examination.”