Having grown up a street urchin, Will is a young scamp looking for his place in the world.
That is, until he’s rescued from the shadows of his local port town brothels by a commanding stranger with an offer he can’t bring himself to refuse.
So Will trades the only life he’s ever known on the streets for the thrill and adventure of the high seas.
His keeper Captain Hardfellow, though, runs quite the tight ship — and before Will can shout “yo ho,” he quickly finds that being the burly pirate’s cabin boy is leading him into uncharted waters.
Ready or not, it’s a pirate’s life for Will now — because the Captain isn’t about to rest until he finds his booty.
The Pirate’s Greatest Treasure is a 30-minute spicy M/M read with daddy vibes, hurt/comfort and saucy humor.
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Down in the crew’s quarters, Will felt his doubts about this endeavor return. This was supposed to be his new home? He almost preferred the streets.
“I know she’s nothing fancy,” Hardfellow spoke, sensing Will’s hesitation. “But I’ve got a feeling you’ll become very comfortable here.” He motioned to a fresh set of clothes laid out on a cot. “Why don’t you put those on while I make the bed for you?”
The thought of changing in front of the Captain turned Will’s cheeks red. “Oh, you don’t need to do that.” He reached down to retrieve the clothes.
Without missing a beat, the Captain rested his hand atop Will’s. “Don’t be silly, lad. I want to. Trust me.”
Will swallowed a gulp. “I guess you’re the Captain.”
Hardfellow winked. “Indeed.”
Seeing himself to the corner, Will began to disrobe. He didn’t know why he felt so nervous. He’d been naked around plenty of guys before. Privacy wasn’t exactly a luxury one could afford on the streets. But somehow, this felt different. Hardfellow wasn’t just some guy. Hardfellow was…a man.
It was in that moment that Will became aware of a sensation below his belt. Shit, he thought to himself. This was not what he wanted to deal with right now. What if the Captain saw? At best, it would be the end of his time aboard the ship. At worst, it would be a one-way ticket down to Davy Jones’ locker.
Hardfellow tucked a fresh sheet into the bed. “What’s the holdup, son? If I were you, I’d think I’d jump at a chance for a change of clothes after what you’ve been through.”
Will nodded obediently. “Yes, sir.” Any more hesitation, and he knew he’d be sure to arouse suspicion. Quickly, he dropped his drawers and replaced them with his new pair from the Captain.
Hardfellow nodded approvingly. “Much better.”
Will couldn’t help but notice a glint in the Captain’s eye. What all had Hardfellow seen?
He’d have to worry about that later. Apparently, it was time for him to earn his keep.
“All right, my boy,” the Captain said as he finished making Will’s bed. “I run a tight ship, see? And that means everyone pitches in. Think you can do that?”
Will nodded timidly. “I think so, sir.”
Hardfellow smiled. “I knew I picked a good boy.” He wrapped his arm back around Will. “Come. Let me show you my stateroom. Your Captain has a job for you.”
Bjorn Wilde 