These are some stories or the cartoon hunk Bluto. I don't know about you, but as a kid he was one if my first male crushes. Fuck Popeye as he was always weird looking to me. Bluto was a mans man. Big beefy and muscular in later cartoons. These are tales of many of the Bluto characters he has done. And Popeyes longed desire to have the big hunky man. I know if I were him I would be all over Bluto.
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Bluto Tales (Jungle King (1)
Popeye and his girl Olive were in a cruise to get away from the hustle and bustle of the day to day. And mostly because she was dying to take one of those fancy all inclusive trips. Popeye was not happy about it. But they had been having some road bumps in their relationship and he was figuring that this would get thing back in track. Even if he hates the idea.
"Spent enough time on ships when I was in the navy" he had said "But Popeye. You can't deny me something nice every now and then. Can you?" She would bite back
So he laid down the money and they set out to take that trip. A 10 day cruise in the South Pacific. There were several times he had considered cancelling the damn thing as he really was not up for it. And really Olive was becoming annoying as of late. Besides, Popeye was finding himself less and less interested in her. He was going through something he had not thought about since his teens. A strange attraction to the same sex. He would tell himself it's just due to what's going on with Olive. And how women could be such utter pains in the ass. But again he pushed back the thoughts he felt he was not supposed to have. Even as he would see hot guys on the streets or places he would go
"Nope. I am supposed to be with Olive" he again told himself "And this cruise will fix everything" "I am certain if it"
Well they boarded the ship in the early days of January. The seasons in the tropics were different there. Opposite from the northern hemisphere. Olive was utterly enamoured with the hip and the whole experience. Telling Popeye he as the best boyfriend ever. They hugged and kissed as the boarded. Then the ship took off for their destination. It would be many days before they would reach the south Pacific. So it was lots and lots of ocean to look at other that what was happening in the ship. Popeye was getting stir crazy as the days went by. And Olive was driving him crazy. He was almost ready to toss her ass overboard. Then came the day of the storm. The ship somehow got caught up in a southern typhoon. And there were rocking about madly in the ocean. Olive was sick and throwing up a lot. Popeye was fine as he had been in rough weather in the high seas before.
"Oh Popeye" Olive gulped as she felt horrible "This is awful. The ship is moving Soo.."
She has to go outside to throw up. Rushing out the door if the lounge to the deck. The waves bellowing up high and smashing against the ship was making things worse. But she has to just let it go. Grabbing hold of the rail and checking out dinner. Popeye ran out to be at her side. And to bring her back in. But as he reached for her on the railing and other huge wave hit the boat. Water crashed up and over them. He heard her scream and then she was ripped from his grasp. Popeyes shouted out her name and then saw that she was gone. He screamed out to her to see where she was. Then he heard her over the side. He rushed the railing and looked out to see hands waving in the waves.
"Fuck!" He shouted "Hold on Olive. I am coming"
He grabbed some love rings and through himself over board. Falling into the waves as close as he could to where he last saw her.
"Olive. Olive. Where are ya?" He shouted "Popeye. Here. I am here. Save me!" She shouted back "Keep calling. I will find you!"
So she didn't and he aimed for the selection of the screams. Then he saw her flailing arms in the water. He swam to them and grabbed her. Pulling her up to the surface
"I hit you Olive" he said "I got you"
She coughed and looked at him half smiling that he had come in after her. But then she screamed again. He looked at her, and saw she was looking passed him. He turned to look as he saw an enormous wave his the ship again. It raised up the vessel and tossed it over. There were endless screams coming to from it. Then he grabbed Olive tightly. Saying to hold on to him no matter what. The ship them toppled over in their direction. She screamed and then the he were both pulled under. Popeye held her arm and body. Promising not to let go. Then he was hit with something. A hard snack against his back and head. And he was out. He figured this was it. They were both dead. Popeye awoke. Some time later. Wet and drained. A dull throbbing in his head. He heard water and then opened his eyes. He looked to see sand at eye level. Lots and lots of sand. He moved d his head to look up. Seeing sunlight and trees. Plan trees.
"What the. Where am I?" He groaned as he tried to sit up. "Am I dead?"
He looked around and saw he was in a beach somewhere. Lots of palm trees along the edges of the sands. There was an island in the distance. And then just water. All water.
"Where am I?" He asked himself again "Olive. He Olive"
He looked around for his girl. And then realized she was not there with him. Where was she. He began to call out to her. Hoping she was nearby.
"Olive, Olive. Where are you?". He yelled "Ughn"
Then he grabbed at his head. It still hurt. He has gotten a good hard hit and felt a lump on his skull. Then he remembered what he happened. The ship, the storm, Olive falling overboard and him jumping in after her. But she was nowhere to be seen. Where was she. Had she survived the storm? Or did she drown when he got knocked out?
"Fuckk" he huffed... +++++++++×+++++++++×+++++++++×+++
More to come