Ship’s Log: Day Sixteen (Melbourne to Tilbury)

Sixteenth day of the voyage; ninth day of the Pacific crossing.

Sex on the high seas? Is it restricted to porn and five finger fantasies? Or do the younger horny men, with testosterone pumping through their systems, form bonds at sea, bonds that are regarded as either normal for sailors or perhaps kept in a classic closet? Or is there one who is the ‘tart’, who is sexually available for a bit of massage, fellatio or buggery for anyone who is interested? Is the strict hierarchy of the ship also maintained in ship sex? I do remember a passenger on a previous ship, who liked to invite the young men into his cabin for massages and lessons in English … and possibly some French and Greek. Perhaps the old saying from the navy still applies: on shore it might be wine, women and song, but at sea it is rum, bum and fiddle.

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One thought on “Ship’s Log: Day Sixteen (Melbourne to Tilbury)

  1. Pingback: Sex on the high seas? « Stalin's Moustache

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