Pirates of the Caribbean, Will/Jack, boy
“Jack, I agreed to this insanity under the premise of saving Elizabeth – there was nothing in our agreement about your right to disturb my sleep with your… your little sailor friend!”
The infamous Captain Sparrow continued to rut his ‘sailor’ friend into Will’s backside as the younger man lay pinned to the bed.
“Jack, I am WARNING you. I won’t tolerate this perversity! I put up with it on Tortuga because we needed the information, but this – will you get off already!?”
Jack grunted exasperatedly. “Boy, that is exactly,” He gave another thrust, “What I am trying to do.”
Will breathed deeply, thrilled that dealing with undead [or was it unkillable?] pirates and being a fugitive had taught him such self-control, then shoved himself up, turned over and punched a startled Jack in the face.
“What the bloody hell was that for?”
“That,” Will stood, pulling on his breeches, “Was for my dignity, and your violation thereof.”
“I’ll have you know that I was merely trying to indoctrinate you into a longstanding pirate tradition, boy,” Jack wiped the blood from his nose and stared at it distastefully before wiping his hand on Will’s sheets. “It is the duty of the youngest man aboard to help his elders with their… needs. Sort of a thank you for sharing their wisdom. And seeing as it’s just you and me, and you’re a strapping young lad and me your daring and more experienced captain, it’d be you that does the serving, savvy?”
“And naturally you once did the same thing for your crewmates,” Will spat.
“Of course I did. Your father was one of my first, y’know.” Jack smiled. “Funny how things go ‘round, eh boy?”
Will slapped him. “You have desecrated the name of my father enough for one trip. First you claim he’s a pirate and now, now you call him…” He struggled for words, blushing. “You tell me he was unfaithful to my mother!”
“But he was very good at it.” Jack stared at Will’s downcast face and relented. “Men have needs, boy,” He said, gently patting Will on the shoulder. “If you don’t handle them, things get out of hand. And there’s no where to go on a ship when that happens. So it’s best to just handle them, savvy?”
Will shot Jack a dark smile. “I have needs, Jack.”
Jack joyously slapped Will’s back. “That’s the way to go boy! Embrace the tradition and stop letting everyone think you’re a eunuch.”
“I will,” Will turned to face Jack, still smiling. He placed his hands on Jack’s shoulders and pushed until the pirate fell to his knees.
Jack smiled up at Will, running his ringed hands up the younger man’s thighs. “Now we get to see if you really are the spitting image of Bootstrap, eh?”