Nate continues walking forward, he has no idea where he is or who he's approaching. But he knows he needs help. As he pressed onwards, his clothes begin to feel more and more uncomfortable. He stops and looks down at his clothes, something in his mind telling him to take them off. He contemplates for a second, "No way can I walk into a village in the nude... But fuck it, they'd understand, I need these things off."
Nate grabs at his shirt, tearing it into pieces as his muscular and hairy stomach now feels the gentle breeze. Next he reaches down and undoes his belt, his pants dropping as he sees his hairy legs... And an erect dick trying to escape his underwear. Nate grins at this sight, "I don't know what the fuck happened back there, but I turned into a real stud."
From behind, a voice replies to Nate "Aye, ya did." Nate turns around, prepared to fight or run, only to be caught off guard as he sees a familiar face. The captain from before, now ethereal. He walks towards Nate, who is frozen from shock, and stops directly in front of him. Nate's mind is screaming at him, telling him to run. But his dick has just gotten harder, the man in front of him looking like something out of his dreams.
"So, that's how my body looks. Would have fucked myself a hundred times if I could." The captain wraps his arm around Nate, feeling his back and pulling him closer. "You're the new Captain now, but what say you to making a deal, aye?" Nate's the new Captain? Does that mean I'm this guy? Nate shakes his head, that can't be the truth. But his confusion is exploited as the ghostly captain presses into his mouth for a kiss. Their beards tickling each other, despite the captain being a spirit, Nate can feel him as if he was a real person.
"Calm down lad. How about this then, we'll fuck, I'll join my old body once again, and we can be captains together. That sounds good? Fucking all the crew, the rugid strong hairy men, making more of the crew in each town? We've got tricks lad, and I'll show you the ropes to all of them."
Nate's mind is now in a haze, he considers the captain's offer. Fucking his crew, making more crew, it's a dream come true. Nate kisses the captain back, feeling his rugged body, only breaking the kiss to say "Yes."
The captain laughs, "It's Aye, lad. But you'll learn eventually. Now stand still as I have my fun."
The captain moves his hands across Nate's chest, squeezing and feeling his six pack as he slowly moves down. His head pressed hard into Nate's form, it goes lower and lower as Nate feels his underwear removed, and a face burried in his pubes. The captain smells the forest of hair then begins moving up Nate's long uncircumcised shaft. He licks at the edges, then takes the entire dick into his mouth.
Nate can not help but moan, thrusting wildly as the captain sucks him off. It only takes a few moments before Nate cums, his seed being absorbed into the captain.
Nate calms himself after the orgasm, feeling different, better. He gives a heart laugh as he looks down to see the captain no longer on his dick. Suddenly, Nate is nearly knocked over as something hard presses into his ass, the captain now fucking him from behind. His arms exploring Nate's form once again, and his head pressed into Nate's armpits. "Running for a bit? Good job lad, I fucking love the smell of a sweaty man."
Nate tries to stand firm against the assault of the captain, his own dick once again erect. With each thrust Nate feels his mind finalise, he once wanted a wife, wanted to become a hero. But as the caption fucks him, those memories finally fade as all he can think of is rugged men, and being the man to lead and fuck them.
With a yell, Nate's ass is painted white by the captain, whose form diasapears after his orgasm. Nate grins as he feels the captain inside of him, now a part of him. With a nod, Nate walks back towards the pirate ship.