Now what, Popeye?

There was an uncanny silence around him and Lomax 
wondered if he had been left on the deck to freeze to 
death. Soaked with cold water and exposed to the cool 
night air, the problem with controlling his erection 
was now definitely a thing of the past. Lomax did not 
know if unconscious men could shiver from cold, but he 
had no choice in the matter and shivered away. 

The 5 women had each been lost in their own thoughts 
for a moment, but seeing the large body shiver, Cathy 
sprang into action. Kneeling to free him of the life 
jacket, she looked up at Jane. 

"Got any good ideas where to put him?"

"Yeah!" Jane said. "For tonight we'll stick with plan 
A, but please let him keep the life west for a while." 
Cathy stopped undressing him.

"But why? It's soaked, he'll catch his death."

"Not because of another five minutes, I expect." Jane 
said. "It'll give us something to grab onto when we 
move him. Naked men are so un-handy." Looking down at 
the man's shriveled genitalia, Cathy smiled:

"I can see what you mean!"

With Cathy above him hanging on to his legs and Jane 
and Isi below him each grabbing the west they slowly 
hoisted him down the stairs to the cabins on his back. 
When Cathy actually reached the top of the stairs, the 
man was stretched out over the entire length of the 
stairs. 'Oh, my God', Cathy thought, 'how big is this 
guy? He must easily be 6 foot 6 inches'. She shortly 
considered the women on board, of whom none were more 
than 5.75. 'Let's just hope he is friendly!'    

Trying to get a good hold on the man while descending 
the stairs proved impossible for Cathy. Instead she 
lay on the deck holding on to him as long as she could 
and then let go, leaving it to Isi and Jane to steer 
him while he bumped the rest of the way on his ass.  

Cathy quickly joined them and together they dragged 
and carried him to the passenger cabin, wich held 
three folded-up bunks in addition to the one Shirlynn 
slept on. Mounted on the wall, one was quickly folded 
down and dressed, while Cathy was finally allowed to 
strip the man of the life west and towel him dry. At 
six feet the bunk was not nearly long enough for the 
huge man, so they folded down the one next it. The 
bunks being four inches apart, the man's feet easily 
reached into the new bunk. Then they sat him up and 
succeed in giving him water by pouring it slowly into 
his mouth and having him swallow it automatically. 

His right leg was bleeding a bit and while Isi 
bandaged him, Cathy and Jane adjourned to the door. 

"Isn't that the biggest fellow you have ever seen?" 
Cathy said, whispering for no good reason. Jane nodded 
and whispered back:

".and he's naked, unconscious, found under strange 
circumstances and is on my boat, so whether I like it 
or not, he's my problem."

"Our problem!" Cathy said sternly. "Let's get some 
coffee; I bet Malu has already put the kettle on." 
Jane smiled:

"That, or Biannka is yelling at her in German for not 
thinking that far ahead! Either way, we'd better get 
up there!" They told Isi to join them in the galley 
when she was done dressing the man's slight wounds and 
left her with the apparently unconscious giant.

As the woman dressed his wounds and he warmed up, the 
problem with his cock slowly returned. Every time she 
came around underneath his leg, her hand brushed 
against the insides of his thigh, where he was 
particularly sensitive. As he felt himself growing 
again, he totally abandoned any hope of preventing it. 
Lomax had no idea if hard-ons happened to the 
unconscious, but was ready to wager that neither had 
the woman. For a while the woman continued to dress 
his wound, but then she brushed her hand against his 
semi-hardened cock and all her movements stopped. 

Isi looked down with keen interest. She knew exactly 
what she had just brushed against (though she had 
modestly covered his midsection with the blanket), and 
was quite sure that it was not in that area a minute 
ago. Drawing back the blanket she saw that his cock 
had indeed grown and was still filling. It looked like 
a nice one, but she could not really tell because it 
was trapped between his thigh and his scrotum.

Isi felt sure that was quite uncomfortable for him, 
unconscious or not. Checking the door, she carefully 
clutched it with two fingers and lifted it out into 
freedom. The sound of it hitting his stomach was 
amazingly loud. They would be expecting her in the 
galley shortly, and the rich brat would most likely 
get to sleep in the room with him, so this might well 
be her only chance. Checking the door again she 
tickled his balls with the index finger of her right 
hand. His scrotum immediately contracted and there was 
a visible increase in the size of his cock. 

Frightened that someone might enter, she ran and 
checked the corridor. No one was there and she closed 
the door, careful not to make any noise. There was no 
lock on the door to the passengers' cabin, so closing 
it did not help much. Running back to the bed, Isi 
quickly checked his face, suddenly frightened that he 
might wake up. There seemed to be no change about him 
and abandoning all caution she bend down and gripped 
him firmly with her right hand. 

It was a nice cock. Not too thick and quite long, it 
was exactly like she liked them. She almost forgot 
where she was while she stroked him dreamily, thinking 
back on other cocks just like that one. 

A sound in the corridor roused her. In a second she 
had finished his dressing, covered him up and was 
moving toward the door. When she opened it there was 
nobody there, but the spell was broken and she made 
her way to the galley. 

In the galley everyone but Rich Kid was smoking and 
coffee was being drunk all around. Isi shook a 
cigarette out of her packet and joined the others. It 
sounded like the excitement about the new passenger 
was far from over.

Isi sat down between Malu and Biannka where there was 
easily room for her. Malu and Biannka were her two 
favorite people on the crew, but though they both 
seemed to like her, they just could not get the hang 
of each other. Jane and Cathy were kind of OK too, but 
Isi was never 100% comfortable around lesbians - she 
had no idea why. 

As Isi sat down, Biannka was saying:

"Is that what we are going to do with this gentleman 
then! Feed and entertain him for 10 days and just kiss 
him goodbye when we reach St. Malo?" It was always 
easy to tell when Biannka was angry; her German 
heritage shone through and when she said "the" it 
sounded like "zee". On these occasions Isi had 
sometimes called her "doctor" because she sounded 
almost exactly like Dr. Strangelove in that movie with 
Peter Sellers. This time she seemed really upset 
though and Isi settled for her other pet name: 

"What's wrong, Binn? You want to send the bloke on his 
way after all the trouble I had with getting him up 
here?" Isi smiled her cutest smile at Biannka, 
indicating to the older woman that even if that were 
the case, she would understand. 

"No!" Biannka almost yelled. "It's just that the 
captain wants us to clean out the last crew cabin for 
this pirate! I say 'let him do it himself, if he is so 
hot on privacy!'" Isi sent Jane a puzzled look.

"It seems the only way!" Jane said. "Even if he 
remains unconscious, he's a man among women and should 
be allowed some kind of privacy." Isi felt her cheeks 
beginning to burn with embarrassment; she could hardly 
argue as she had just violated the guy's privacy 
herself. To hide it she smiled and quickly said:

"He'd better stay unconscious! What is he going to 
wear if he wakes up? I have nothing that fits him!" 
That started a discussion of the man's size that was 
clearly not the first of its kind. While Malu and 
Shirlynn had a passionate discussion about whether the 
man's upper arms were thicker than their thighs (which 
undoubtedly they were!), Cathy and Jane met at the 
coffee-machine for a tˆte-…-tˆte. 

"So, say we do move him into the extra crew cabin." 
Cathy whispered, ".shouldn't we get going so that we 
can get some shut-eye too? " 

"Right!" Jane whispered, "You haven't seen that cabin 
lately, have you?" Cathy shook her head.

"It's been unoccupied since you moved in with me. A 
lot of things have gathered in there during these two 
years."

"But, how would you know?" Cathy asked puzzled. Jane 
smiled at her:

"I'm the captain!" she whispered, "It's my job to 
know. Trust me! It will require at least 4 hours of 
work to clear it out. Tonight we sleep as usual. 
Tomorrow we change the arrangements." Cathy almost 
forgot to whisper:

"But you can't let the child sleep in there!" Just 
barely whispering, "Not when you know that men are 
what brought on all her troubles and got her sent out 
here!" Jane did not agree:

"I doubt if even Rich Kid can get in trouble with an 
unconscious man, even if he is huge!" she whispered, 
"Besides, I'm busted and I really don't want to have 
to order someone out of their cabin to let Rich Kid 
sleep in there. What we have now will have to do." 

Cathy almost tried again, but then she got a good look 
at her lover and realized that Jane was not just 
busted. She was literally fighting to stay on her 
feet. Cathy laid her arm around Jane, who gratefully 
placed some weight on her. Cathy whispered:

"Let's just tell them then and go to bed, shall we?" 
Jane nodded and the two of them said their goodnights 
and headed off to bed. Not much later the rest of them 
broke up too. A long night seemed finally over.