The Atlantic Express
by: justjames17
(Copyright 2004 -2007 by the author)

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Chapter 18

The funeral of Captain Langsdorff was held and the British ex prisoners all traveled across the estuary to the cemetery in Buenos Aries to pay their respects to this great seaman and thorough gentleman. They dressed in their uniforms, those that possessed them still, and stood in a group saluting as the coffin was lowered into the ground with a military band playing the old pre Nazi German Anthem. Hitler's representatives were greatly put out at this insult but the Captain had specified this to be played, much to their chagrin.

The service over they broke ranks and returned to Montevideo by the launch that brought them across, the group were quiet on the return trip as they thought of the kindness the dead Captain had shown to them while they were captives on board his ship. Their mood brightened as they passed the still smouldering hulk of the scuttled warship, her blackened and already rusting remains lying like a dead monster above the muddy waters.

Charles and Tom sat together in the stern of the launch studying the still powerful looking vessel and their thoughts turned to the handsome young German seaman Günter who they had enjoyed such great sex with before he was killed in the battle. Charles looked at Tom and saw the sadness reflected in his eyes as he squeezed the lad's knee companionably. Tom looked at him his eyes returning to the present and smiled at his Captain saying, "That is the finish of that episode in our lives sir, it was exciting but ended sadly."

Charles smiled back at him and said, "Well Tom we can only look towards the future and who knows what that will bring to us."

The launch crunched against the wooden piles of the wharf in the river as it pulled up to the landing where the passengers could disembark. The men climbed out and walked down the wharf towards the town, their mood now brisk as they headed towards a bar for some afternoon drinking. They enjoyed a few hours of friendly discussion and relived the sinking of their ships by the raider, their tales slightly embellished as seamen seem to do.

Charles and Tom enjoyed the tales and added their adventures into the convivial conversation, time passed quickly as the men laughed over various happenings and cried about the deaths of fellow crew members. The evening drew to a close and they were all the worse for wear having over indulged on spirits, mostly brewed in Scotland. The men staggered away to the various hotels they were staying in, Charles and Tom entered their hotel along with a number of the crew, they said goodnight and made their way up the stairs to the Captain's room.

They undressed dropping their clothes onto the second bed and rolled together onto the other bed wearing only their underwear, both men too drunk to be passionate but they kissed briefly and then fell into a drunken stupor. They slept like logs all night even in the humid hot conditions, the morning arrived and outside the open windows noises increased as the traffic of the waking city increased. Charles stirred his mouth tasting foul and furry as he awoke, he squinting in the glare which bored into his red bloodshot eyes and he looked at his bed fellow to see the young seaman lying flat on his back mouth open slackly as he snored softly. Charles watched the rise and fall of the young man's smooth hairless chest and his eyes slid down the slim muscular body to view the bulging tumescence hidden in the lad's white y fronts.

Charles licked his dry crusted lips and realized his throbbing head was payment for the afternoon of indulgence they had enjoyed yesterday, pleasant as it had been he was now paying the price. Tom was out to it, his face flushed and a faint sheen of sweat on his skin glowed in the morning light enhancing his already youthful desirable body. Charles sat up groaning quietly as his brain seemed to explode with the movement; his head throbbed as he slowly and gingerly slid his legs off the bed trying not to awaken the sleeping seaman.

He rose to his feet holding his head between his hands rubbing his tired sore eyes and tottered to the door to exit the room and make his way to the toilet down the passage, his underwear tented by his aroused piss hard on. He walked into someone and uncovered his eyes to see a young boy, one of the hotel's staff cleaning the passageway. He was a native lad about 14 years old slender, dark skinned with jet black shiny hair, dark almost black eyes and flashing white teeth, he smiled at the almost naked Englishman and his lively eyes leapt to the huge tent in Charles' underpants. He stared at the large tumescence in disbelief then he looked quickly up to Charles' face, he looked embarrassed and Charles put out his hand and gently fondled the lad's cheek.

The boy stood there poised as if ready to flee then he smiled at the man grinning happily as Charles smiled back at him his eyes roaming over the boy's slim body to see a nice bulge in his tattered tight shorts. Charles asked the boy in halting Spanish could he help him to the toilet and the boy nodded and put an arm around the man's waist helping him down the passageway. They reached the door and the boy opened it helping Charles inside where Charles pulled down his briefs exposing his hard manhood, the boy was spellbound as he watched the man's massive member waving in the open as he aimed it towards the toilet bowl. Charles began pissing spraying all over the bowl and floor, the boy grabbed the fat tool and aimed it for him sending the man's yellow stream into the bowl.

Charles was enraptured the boy was holding his cock so securely and as his bladder emptied the boy continued holding the fat phallus shaking it for Charles, his shaking continued and the boy was starting to mini stroke and squeeze the semi flaccid cock. Charles began to get excited and the boy too seemed to love what he was causing as the penis continued to swell in his hand. Charles began to moan softly as the boy toyed with him, his hand running down the slim back to cup the firm muscular cheeks of the boy's tight arse. Charles bent down and kissed the boy on his forehead saying softly in broken Spanish, "You are very beautiful, what is your name?"

The boy looked up at him and said, "My name is Carlos, I work here cleaning."

Charles lifted the boy's chin up and brushed his lips gently across the boy's saying, "Can you help me back to our room Carlos? You can meet my friend Tom he is still asleep, would you like that?"

The boy nodded and helped Charles down to the room opened the door and they entered, Carlos was treated to the sight of Tom lying asleep with his cock rampant in his briefs. Charles gently pushed the boy to the bed and said, "Would you like to play with his dick too Carlos?"

The boy nodded not taking his dark eyes off the amazing sight of the young Englishman's almost nude body, his eyes racing from one feature to another as he imprinted the gorgeous sight in his young brain. The boy was excited his cock rigid in his shorts as Charles caressed his back and bottom; he urged the boy closer to the bed and pressed him against the mattress inches from Tom's supine body, the boy looked up at him a plea in his eyes and Charles nodded to him smiling. Carlos's trembling hand inched out towards Tom's bulging briefs until his fingers grazed the tightly stretched cotton. The boy was surprised at the heat from Tom's genitals as he rested his nervous hand on the throbbing package, Tom moved slightly and the boy pulled his hand back quickly in fear but Charles took his wrist and placed the small hand firmly on Tom's basket.

The boy's fingers closed around the firm flesh and he could feel it pulse as he squeezed it, squeeze pulse, squeeze pulse, and Tom's cock got bigger and harder as it pulsed. Carlos was fascinated by the sleeping man's reaction to his movements and he could see a spreading wet patch where the large knob was trapped. The wetness of the cotton began to make it sheerer and clearer and he could see the red flesh through the briefs. The boy bent down and inhaled the heavy muskiness from the man's sweaty goolies, it aroused his desires even further and his tongue appeared to lap at the oozing cock. Charles knelt behind the boy fumbling with his shorts undoing the fastenings and sliding them down his coltish legs, the boy wore no underpants and his naked bottom was there right in front of the man's eyes.

Charles took in the deeply dimpled muscled cheeks split by a very deep tight crevice, the boy's arse was only slightly lighter in colour to his dark complexion and Charles thought that the boy must spend some time naked in the sun. His hands began feeling the gorgeous orbs of flesh as he kneaded the firm young flesh, Carlos bent over the bed as he began sucking Tom's tool through the cotton y fronts. Charles pried the tight muscled bum cheeks apart and peered into the dark depths, he could make out the darker freckle of the boy's anal entrance deep in the fold of his crack. Tom began to stir as the boy suckled on his cock; he opened his eyes to see a dark angel with his small mouth wrapped around his cock head he moaned and looked at his Captain who was attending to the boy's rear end.

Charles lifted Carlos onto the bed as Tom removed his briefs, his erection slammed against his abdomen spraying a thin string of pre cum through the air, Charles positioned the young lad between Tom's spread legs in the doggy position as the boy took Tom's cock in his mouth Charles began to lick and work on the tight little rosebud. Carlos was whimpering and mumbling in his native tongue as his body was reaching to fever pitch, the questing tongue slobbering over and into his palpitating pussy while he sucked on the strong tasting penis of the young sailor. He yelped in pain as Charles pressed his fat knob into his virgin pucker stretching him to breaking point as he moaned and wept in agony.

Charles persisted with his intrusion gradually splitting the boy's incredibly tight ring until he felt the boy's resistance collapse and with a screech of pain from Carlos Charles' tool entered him and thrust unstoppably deep into the tight hot moist rectum. His taut rigid little body arched while his mouth pulled off Tom as his head was thrown back exposing his tender throat. Tom sat up and began licking his throat and jaw working around to tongue his ear, the boy whimpered as the man's wet tongue entered his ear hole sending incredible charges to the boy's brain. The overload of sensuous impulses made the boy forget his painful arse and Charles now buried deep inside his guts held his position unmoving to allow the young body to accept his fat lance's penetration.

Carlos slowly accepted his deflowering and began to feel exciting surges through his body as Charles flexed deep in his body while Tom's licking tongue had now found his sensitive nipples and was toying with them. His young body was humming like a violin as the two men played with him gently allowing him to enjoy their ministrations before the pain and pleasure of a hard fucking took his cherry. Carlos was now panting and moaning with lust as the men started getting more adventurous Charles slowly pulled back then reentered him sliding down the stretched furnace of the boy's bowels the knob caressing and exciting his prostate.

The boy was in a complete sexual frenzy his body screaming for the fucking pole to massage his insides, to rub his excited gland while Tom was again pulling his pretty face onto his turgid tool. The seaman's long prong thrusting deep into the boy's gullet, passing through his gag spot without hesitating as the lad coughed and gagged momentarily as it moved in and out. The lad looked like a spit roast skewered at each end on two long man sized cocks moving in and out of his slender smooth body, his moans of lust were muffled by Tom's tool and the squelching of the huge invader in his back door sounded obscene as did the meaty slapping of Charles' full balls on the tightly drawn up boy nuggets between the lad's spread thighs.

Tom clutched the lad's tousled sweaty head and rammed hard into the warm orifice bruising the tender lips of the boy's sweet stretched mouth as he arched hard and began to empty his load straight into the boy's guts. Charles heard Tom bellow out and felt the boy tense up tightening his encompassing ring around his ramming cock, he couldn't hold back any longer as his balls exploded in a red haze spewing his sperm into the virginal depths of the young lad. Carlos feeling both men flooding his body with jism felt his climax race over him and his tight gonads sprayed his thin juice out onto his and Toms bodies, as he bucked and cried on the impaling prongs buried deep inside his vibrating body.

Carlos's legs gave way and he fell onto Tom's torso driving the cock in his mouth deeper as Charles collapsed on top of him his throbbing spurting cock rammed hard into the boy's quivering arse. They lay on the sweat damp bed gasping in the hot humid air as their sweaty bodies calmed and their sexual highs eased back to normal, Carlos pulled his face off Tom's tool, feeling the long thin cock massaging his gullet as he retreated off it. He lifted away and saw the crimson head still oozing creamy semen from its gaping opening, a long string from the cock into his bruised mouth, he wiped his tangy tongue across his lips breaking the thread which fell to Tom's wet sweaty pubes.

Charles was lying on top of the boy his penis still erect and rammed deep inside the red hot chute, he could feel the boy's internals palpitating around his throbbing pole, he was loath to remove his cock from the super sexy tight tunnel but he knew the boy had to get back to his task of cleaning. He slowly pulled back feeling the incredible tightness stretching his cock as he lifted off the muscular young behind, he pulled away more and his penis began moving and rapidly pulled out with a wet sloppy sound as his fat knob popped from the expanded little muscle. Carlos whimpered in pain as the Captain's cock pulled through his abused muscle, he not only ached internally but felt deserted and unwanted as the hot pole withdrew from his body.

He lay there crying and sobbing until Charles picked him up and sat him on his knee hugging him warmly to his chest, he kissed the boy's wet cheeks tasting his salty tears. He whispered to the boy in Spanish, telling him he was beautiful and he hoped Carlos had enjoyed our sex with him. The boy stopped sobbing and snuggled to Charles body, shivering still from his pent up emotions, Tom sat next to them caressing the boy's thigh gently. Carlos slowly became aroused again and his 4.5 inch penis stood up from between his smooth thighs throbbing excitedly as Tom bent to him and licked his smooth pink knob.

Carlos moaned and Charles kissed him, Tom sucked the steel hard young cock vacuuming the sperm from his excited young balls, Carlos lay back in Charles' arms his eyes rolled back in his head as his body reacted to the warm wet stimulation on his throbbing cock. He arched up thrusting his spike into Tom's mouth spraying sperm into the man's hungry mouth; Tom sucked him dry the boy's young body wracked with spasms as he gave up his sweet elixir. Tom turned to his Captain and pressed his lips to the officer's mouth opening them and allowing half of the youth's semen to dribble onto Charles' tongue. Both men then savoured the sweet juice rolling it about in their mouths and finally swallowing it smiling at the exhausted boy.

He slid to the floor slumped there leaning on Tom's legs as he regained his equilibrium, he suddenly jerked in fear as he heard the voice of the hotel owner bellowing outside calling his name. Charles got up and walked to the door opened it partly, peering around the edge he told the man that Carlos was helping them in the room as Tom had vomited on the floor and the boy was cleaning up the mess. The man grunted and said, "Tell him to hurry up I need him in the kitchen to prepare the morning meal."

Carlos called out that he would be along in a minute and the man turned on his heel and stomped down the stairs. Carlos thanked Charles for saving his hide and dressed himself quickly, before he left Charles gave him some money and told him if he wanted more that he was welcome to return that night. Carlos bobbed his head repeatedly thanking both men as he fled the room and disappeared from sight. Charles turned to Tom and grinned at him saying, "Well Tom was that a nice surprise to wake up to young Carlos sucking on your hot cock?"

Tom grinned nodding and pulled on a pair of shorts and bolted to the toilet to empty his full bladder. He returned yawning and scratching his balls, they were prickling from the heat and humidity and he grabbed a towel and told Charles he was heading for the shower to bathe. Charles lay back on the bed relaxing and nodded to him saying, "Ok Tom I'll have one after you've had yours there's no hurry."

Shortly after Tom had departed there was a knock on the door, Charles called come in and the door opened and he saw one of the embassy staff peer around the edge, the young man asked, "Are you decent Captain may I come in?"

Charles laughed and said, "Yes quite decent old chap, I'm wearing my shorts you won't be embarrassed."

The lissome young diplomat entered impeccably dressed in a suite and carrying his bowler hat in his hand he handed a buff envelope to the Captain, Charles thanked him and told him to pull up a chair as he opened the envelope and removed the message, he read the typed words and he saw that the Naval personnel were to be picked up by the Cruiser HMS Ajax and she would return them to England as she was going back for repairs along with the HMS Exeter both ships suffered damage during the battle.

Charles looked at the young diplomat who was reading the local morning paper, Charles noticed it still featured photos of the sunken Graf Spee, he cleared his throat and the diplomat looked up attentively. Charles said, "Well it looks as though our leave here is coming to an end and we are to return home tomorrow. I'll miss the warmth and relaxed atmosphere of Montevideo it has been a lovely sojourn after our trials and tribulations being sunk, captured and nearly blown up by our ships."

The young man smiled depreciatingly and said, "I respect and admire you men fighting for our country, I wish I could join up and sail under you Captain, alas being in the Diplomatic Corpse I am unable to do so."

Charles smiled at the handsome immaculately dressed young man and his eyes coursed up and down over his person, he noticed a respectable bulge in the neatly pressed trousers and the well shaped thighs as the man sat there in the chair. He thought to himself, "This is a very attractive man I wonder if he is one of us?"

The diplomat was watching the half dressed naval officer and realized he was being studied closely, he too was checking out the Captain's smooth muscular chest and stomach as he lay there in his uniform shorts, a smooth heavy tubular shape visible in the white material over the man's crotch. His own penis twitched in his underpants as his thoughts imagined what Charles looked like nude, suddenly the door opened and Tom walked in a towel wrapped around his slim waist. The young Diplomat stood up flustered and blushing grabbed his hat and brief case stuffing the newspaper into it and said, "Well Captain I'd better get going the Ambassador will be wondering where I've got to. I hope you have a pleasant and safe trip back to England."

Charles sat up stunned at the rapid change of behavior and thanked him as he bolted towards the door; he exited and closed the door behind him. Tom looked at the door and back to Charles and shrugged his shoulders saying, "Did I interrupt something Captain? I'm sorry if I did."

Charles shook his head and said, "No I don't think so, I think he was still in the closet, he was interested but not sure what to do. Never mind I've got news for you my sweet Tom, we are leaving in the morning to return home on the Ajax. Our holiday is over I'm afraid."

The next morning the crew of the Wind Thorpe made their way to the docks and boarded the war weary light cruiser and she refueled and caste off heading out past the still smoldering wreck of the sunken giant. They sailed to the Falkland Islands where they fell in with the battered Exeter and headed for home. The voyage was uneventful as the seas were calm and the winds gentle until they neared Ireland where they ran into gale force winds with snow flurries, huge seas breaking over the decks sending spray high in the air where it froze on the guns, superstructure and rigging. The ships arrived looking like frosted cake decorations as they steamed into harbor in line astern to the hooting of sirens from the other vessels at anchor.

To be continued...
 

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Posted: 08/03/07