A/N: Once again thanks to BigJ for betaing this chapter 
and thank you for the reviews 
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Blue Ocean
Chapter 3 – A new friend 

Justin suddenly woke up after having a nightmare. The whole room was dark and he tried to slow down his breath, closed his eyes again,and tried to remember what he’d dreamed. 

In his dream he had gone overboard and had been stranded on a desert island. Then pirates had found and captured him. 

Christ! What a nightmare, Justin thought. 

A sudden knock on the door of the cabin made Justin open his eyes again.

“Come in Vic!” Justin said loud enough for the old man to hear, but when the door opened the person walking in wasn’t Vic. It was a tall man holding a candle in his hand. 

“Well Baby, I’m not Vic but I see that you’re awake. So let me check the wound. Do you want something to drink? Oh by the way, I’m sure you don’t remember but I’m Emmett”

The man smiled at Justin and sat down on bed next to Justin. 

“Who the hell are you? Where is Vic? And what wound?”

Justin was getting pissed. He wanted to talk to Vic and tell him about his dream. Vic had always been like a father to him and the old man knew a lot of stories about everything. 

“Sorry Baby, like I’ve told you there is no Vic on this ship and –“ 

He was interrupted by Justin “What do you mean? What the fuck have you done to Vic?” 

Justin sat up and swung his legs out of the bed and stood up but felt sick the moment his feet hit the ground. He sank back to the bed and as his shoulder brushed against Emmett he cried out in pain.

“Shh Baby… That’s the wound I’m talking about! Let me help you!” Emmett began to panic. He didn’t want to see the blond in so much pain. 

“No! Where is Vic?! I want VIC!!” Justin cried out as loud as he was able to. 

“What the fuck is going on here?” Brian stood in the door frame and watched the boy yelling for Vic and saw that Emmett was helpless. 

At the sound of Brians’ voice Justin stopped and looked at the man. A tear rolled down his cheek because of the pain in his shoulder and then everything came back to him. 

His dream hadn’t been a dream. It had been reality. 

He was on a fucking Pirate Ship. 

“Captain! I’m sorry; I just wanted to look after his wound…” Emmett tried to explain but Brian nodded and dismissed Emmett, who hurried to get out of the cabin. 

“So our little princess woke up?” Brian crossed the room, smirking at Justin who sat on the bed and looked at him. 

“Please! I’ll give you anything that you want but don’t-“ Justin whispered. He was scared, more than he had ever been before. With just one word from this man his life could be over. This man was the captain, he was a pirate and even Vic’s stories about a certain good Pirate didn’t help him much from wanting to hide until they reached the next harbour. 

What did the Captain want from him? Did he know that his father was rich and wanted money? Or did he just want to play with him and then kill him? Justin had no idea. 

He tried not to look at the man, now standing directly in front of him. 

“Look kid” The Captain gently took Justin’s chin in his hand so that he was looking at him and Justins’ breath stopped. 

God! This Captain was hot! 

Justin’s fear disappeared the moment he looked into a pair of hazel eyes. 

He had never seen anyone as gorgeous as this man. He was tall and slim, with just the right amount of well-defined muscles but not too many. Justin was speechless. 

“Listen to me. Are you listening?” Justin nodded at the harsh words “Good. I’ll let you go at the next harbour. Until then you’ll help where help is needed. Got it?” 

Justin nodded again and Brian sighed. This kid was hot but he was still a fucking kid. Brian turned around, leaving Justin sitting alone in his cabin. He walked back on deck, trying to get the young blond out of his mind by breathing in some cold, night air. 
 
What was happening to him? Why did he have that weird feeling? Why couldn’t he stand seeing the boy in pain? And last but not least what the fuck was he going to do about it? 

He wanted the boy, wanted to rip all his clothes from his slight body and fuck him into the mattress, like there was no tomorrow. 

Brian looked at the deep dark sea which was heaving the same colour as the boy’s eyes. 

Shit. What had he done when he let his men bring him on board?

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Justin still sat on the bed and looked at the door, through which the gorgeous Captain had left.  He could still feel the touch of the man’s hand under his chin. 

He lay down and pulled the blanket over him under his chin and closed his eyes, trying to sleep, still seeing the man in front of his eyes. 

Maybe it wasn’t so bad being a captive after all. 
TBC