Recovery Of The Soul

THE REBIRTH OF WILL
Chapter Two

Jack and Will stepped into the morning rays topside of The Pearl. All hands on deck ceased any duties and lined up before the Captain.
Jack reached down and gently grasped Wills hand and walked him before the crew. He cleared his throat and began his speech.
"As you can see Will has returned to The Pearl and is now a member of our crew. Since there is no title between First Mate and Captain I have none to give him. Will is to be treated with the utmost respect. In the future if he is to give you an order it is the same as an order from me, wether the less the order originated with me has no value." Jack continued. "Will's sleeping quarters, as of last night and every night here after will be the Captains Quarter's. That is his place, that's how it is. Any questions?" Jack asked, walking behind Will, embracing him with his arms and placing a kiss on the side of his neck.
Will made eye contact with the various crew members, finally landing on Gibbs, the First Mate he had apparently just bumped from the hierarchy.
Ana Maria raised her hand.
"Ana Maria?" Jack questioned.
"If he has no title what are his duties and who assigns them?" she asked.
"His duty is to be free and be loved by me for the rest of his life. His duty is to be happy. I order all of my crew to see to it that this obligation is to be met." Jack barked.
"Any objections?"
The crew stood motionless, mouths agape.
"Then get to work you scabbards dogs!" Jack shouted, as the crew shuffled around the deck, resuming their various chores.
Jack moved in front of Will, embraced him and presented him with a long passionate kiss.
"I love you, Will." Jack said sincerely.
Wills eyes grew large as he responded.
"I have been waiting to hear you say that since the day I met you, Jack."
After a long day at sea the pearl reached her destination off Nova Scotia, making berth in a cove of the small island of Breton, just off the reaches of the main port of Chigneto.
Jack and Will retired to their quarters for a long nights sleep. As Will began to unbutton his tunic, Jack came forward and slipped it off his shoulders. He proceeded to undress Will, never taking his gaze from Will's eyes. Once he was disrobed, Jack removed his clothing and began to caress Will's neck, massaging his back, eventually landing on his buttock's.
"I'll never hurt you, Will. If I cross any lines just let me know." Jack spoke.
"I know, Jack and I trust you." Will answered.
"I want to make you feel good." Jack said. He got down on his knees, he placed his tongue on Will's organ and left a trail leading from tip to base causing Will to moan. His cock grew hard at the sensations he was feeling both physically and emotionally. Jack proceeded to place his lips around Will's member and continued until he was firmly and entirely consumed by it, moving his head in a manner that sent shock waves through Will's entire body. After several moments he stood up, gave Will a passionate kiss and led him to the bed. Will crawled on top of the quilt onto his back with Jack lying on top of him, between his legs, presenting kisses to his neck and chest.
"Do you know what comes next, whelp?" Jack asked, not knowing the knowledge of the capture of his heart and not wanting to frighten him knowing what Captain Dante had forced on him so violently.
"Buggery?" Will smiled.
"So much more than that." Jack murmured. "So much more. I want to show you how much I love you."
"K" Will whispered "I'm not scared, I trust you." Will added.
"Well then, that's a fine start, aye?" Jack responded.
He gently lifted up Will's legs and inserted a finger into his hole and looked into his eyes for any sign of fear. All he saw was love and complete trust. He removed his finger and placed them into his own mouth, working up a good amount of saliva, proceeding to lubricate his own organ with the slippery substance.
He placed the tip of his cock into Will's opening, only an inch, so as to not hurt his lover. His slipped his arms under Will's torso, hands landing on his shoulders and inched his way in slowly and carefully.
When Will felt the initial pain he wanted to bolt like a rabbit until he realized it was immensely different than the rape he had received aboard the Hades' Blade. The intense gentleness and love he was receiving felt like flowers blooming in the Springtime, like a fine wine and Bavarian Chocolate. Trying very hard not to cry from the exuberant joy he was feeling, he lost the battle and let out a sob. He began to shake uncontrollably.
Jack panicked, pulled himself out and held him tight.
"We okay here, mate?" Jack asked.
"Overwhelmingly happy. Why did you stop? Please continue." Will whined.
Jack laughed, rolled back into position and gently guided back into his new home, Will's arms wrapping around his backside pulling him deeper.
Moments passed in this endless wave of passion, when Jack placed his lips upon Will's and they battled for dominance in each others warm mouths. Finally Jack whispered into Will's ear these simple words.
"Roll over." and removed himself from the recess' of his body.
Will did as he was requested and slowly rolled onto his stomach. With one gentle, yet swift maneuver Jack placed a hand on each of the young man's hips and lifted them from the bed. He repositioned his cock and slid himself back in, illiciting a deep moan from the man below him. He could only see the back of Will's hair as it cascaded around the sides of his face. Wills hands came up over his head and grasp the quilt above him, pulling and tugging it with each plunged of Jacks body. His head moved to the side and Jack saw one Bavarian Chocolate eye open and look up at him. This is when the corner of Will's mouth curled up into a smile.
"You!" he shouted "YOU are my Captain. There will be no other!" He climbed up on his elbows and reached for the wooden headboard, sending Jack to grasp his arms around his torso for leverage.
With Will's hands grasping the slats of the headboard, his chest flush against the wood he began to emit a sound from his throat that bounced off the walls of the Captains Quarter's, it accelerated down the halls, through the crew quarters and into the bowels of the Pearl.
"You're driving me mad, you know?" Jack growled, becoming more aggressive in his pounding of the young blacksmith pirate.
"That makes two of us, Jack." Will responded, he thrust his body backwards, maneuvered so that he could turn his body and faced Jack, all without loosing contact.
He fell forward onto Jack, who landed on his back, his head now in the middle of the bed. He straddled his Captain like this for several more moments, grasped both of Jack's hands and relieved himself, Jack following soon after, his eyes rolling into the back of his head and a deep moan exiting his lips.
The two lay like this, Will on top of Jack,still physically, emotionally and spiritually connected, for what seemed an eternity, until Will rolled off placing his cheek against Jack's warm, moist chest. He placed his hand on said chest and began drumming out a beat.
ThumpThump...ThumpThump...went his fingers. He kissed Jack's chest and placed his ear to his heart.
"I can hear your heart." he said. "It's beating pretty fast."
ThumpThump his fingers continued.
"That's you." Jack mumbled.
"What?" Will inquired.
"That's you making my heart beat. Until you I had no life. You've given me that gift."