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

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Chapter 41

Fox Hound finally was moved to the repair facility in Alexandria where work commenced on her damages, a new funnel was constructed and all the torn out piping and fittings were replaced, soon her new smoke stack was glistening with its new coat of paint and the guy wires were taut and affixed to her deck holding it in position once again. Charles was overjoyed on one hand that she was now fit for sea once again but he was sad also to be leaving the luscious Saeid, his young Arab lad he had hooked up with after rescuing him from being abused by the arrogant restaurant manager where he worked as a waiter. Charles had sorted out the man cautioning him that if he dared abuse the lad again he would hear of it and deal with him in the most serious manner even getting the restaurant put on the no go list for the armed forces thus crippling the business.

Charles after inspecting the repairs and accepting the job done left Fox Hound to go and spend the last hours with Saeid before she had to put to sea. The ship was fully provisioned, fuelled and her magazines full so there was little for him to do as the charts and all needed equipment was up to date and the officers were twiddling their thumbs idling about waiting to sail. Charles called the gunner to his cabin, and when the young lieutenant appeared he could see there was a definite change in his mood. Charles saw that the man was more relaxed and seemed more self confident than the hesitant shy young officer before their enforced stay in Alexandria. He knew Bryce had bedded the man and obviously Malcolm was happy in their relationship, Charles smiled up at Malcolm as he stamped to attention and saluted him before Charles returned his salute and told him to be seated.

Malcolm sat and Charles asked him how the guns were and if the men were on the ball as they had been virtually idle and in holiday mode for so long other than the scraping, painting and the odd practice drills. Charles told the gunner to run them through their paces to shake them out of their lackadaisical relaxed mode, as they would be soon at sea again. Malcolm nodded and agreed with his captain and Charles smiled ordering him to get to the task and make them sweat.  The gunner saluted and hurried off to organise the drills while Charles talked to the first officer telling him to keep an eye on the gunnery practice and maybe call a few drills like fire control and damage repairs while he went ashore.

Charles happy the crew were gainfully employed left the ship and was transported to the restaurant where Saeid was working, he marched inside and the manager saw him enter and bowed obsequiously as he led Charles to a table and clicked his fingers to alert Saeid that Charles was here and waiting for service. Saeid’s face shone like the sun as he saw Charles, his white glistening teeth bright against his swarthy complexion as he hurried to Charles table. Charles grinned up at the very handsome lad and gently rubbed the slim muscular thigh under the table where it rested, as he stood close. Charles eyes flicked to the lad’s burgeoning crotch as Saeid’s penis thickened excitedly.

Saeid’s eyes closed as he felt Charles’ hand fondle his thigh, he was almost cumming in his excitement as his sweet spear throbbed in his clothing, a soft sigh issued from his parted lips. Charles chuckled softly and said, “Not yet Saeid save your nectar for later I need to be with you this afternoon because we are sailing in the morning.”

Saeid nodded and took Charles order hurrying to the kitchen, while Charles beckoned the manager across, the man slid up to Charles wringing his pudgy be ringed and manicured hands as he bobbed beside the officer. Charles bluntly told the man that he required Saeid to accompany him after he’d eaten the man acquiesced to Charles and his swarthy face smirked lasciviously as his mind conjured scenes of the tall handsome Englishman with the slim young Arab impaled on the man’s obviously large appendage. The man lusted after Saeid’s cute tight arse but he didn’t dare try anything in case Charles found out, maybe after the officer sailed he could use the sweet youth’s hot body.

Charles ate his meal quickly and then paid the bill before leaving with Saeid beside him and hurrying to the lad’s small room through the narrow twisting alleys. They entered Saeid’s room and as always Charles was impressed at the cleanliness and tidiness of the lad’s living quarters. He wondered if he could work on getting Saeid a job working in the officers’ mess in the naval base, he sat on the lad’s bed and watched Saeid slowly and seductively did a dancing strip tease, the undulation of his slim hips and abdomen looking for all the world like one of those female professional belly dancers as he cavorted in front of Charles.

Charles was leaning back on his elbows watching the beauteous boy as he danced so incredibly, his own tool was hard and throbbing trapped in his pants, Saeid’s wondrous dark eyes flashing sexily as he watched Charles’ excitement building and tenting his crisp white uniform shorts. Saeid moved closer as the last of his clothing, his tiny underpants, twirled about on his index finger, his own bone was standing tall pressed hard to his muscular young smooth belly. He danced tantalisingly close to Charles but as the man made to reach for him he giggled and swayed out of reach, Charles was becoming hotter and hotter watching the boy taunting him and making his cock drool in his tight whities.

Back and forth Saeid danced close then out of reach until Charles was growling in frustration and sat up hands ready to seize Saeid the next approach he made. Saeid knew it was time to allow the excited man to seize him so slowly he swayed and twisted his way closer and closer to the bed where his lover sat red faced and sweating in his unbridled excitement. He moved close dancing between Charles spread knees then allowed Charles to capture him, he was seized fingers grasping his narrow but firm waist tightly as Charles swept the now giggling lad up and dropped him across his knees.

Saeid wriggled and squirmed about laughing as Charles began to spank his perfect buttocks, not hard but firmly enough to sting just a little and turn the pale flesh pinkish under the continuing onslaught. Charles laughed as he spanked Saeid’s perfect arse but he tired of the game and his hands began caressing and kneading the warm rubbery muscle mounds. Saeid’s squirming ceased as he began to sigh softly his tender bottom responding to Charles’ manipulations, his dick was now throbbing and growing between Charles’ thighs and was soon once again pointing towards the floor.

Charles’ massage turned sexual as he parted those cheeks and opened the deep valley hidden between those firm fleshy mounds, Charles watched as Saeid’s perfect pink pucker appeared and he drooled spittle from his bent head aiming it to land splattering on that small entrance. The spittle landed glistening in the tiny entrance then Charles began rubbing his finger back and forth smearing the slick moisture about that perfect paradisiacal portal, Saeid began to moan louder and squirm his arse on Charles’ finger as the pressure built little by little until that defence dimple opened to the invading digit and Charles sank his middle finger deep inside that hot silky tunnel of love.

Back on the Fox Hound the pipes shrilled and voices barked as the crew were drilled hard to shake off their lethargy caused by the long delay in harbour. The guns were loaded and unloaded innumerable times until the gun crews were saturated with sweat, the damage control crews were also sweating hard dragging heavy fire hoses about the ship at the double while being harassed by both officers and petty officers. The ship was a buzz with activity and shouted orders; the dockyard employees and permanent naval staff were watching this demented activity shaking their heads at the activity in the oppressive heat. Someone began singing that Noel Coward song, ‘Mad Dogs and Englishmen’, causing the watching loungers to buckle over with mirth until their own bosses shouting loudly drove them grumbling back to their tasks.

Charles had worked three fingers into the squirming Saeid’s tight young arse and the lad was groaning lustfully as his body craved the feel of Charles’ long log sliding into his excited hungry arse. Charles lifted Saeid onto the bed draping him there, legs wide spread like a frog’s while he stood up and disrobed, as soon as he was naked he spat heavily into his upturned palm and rubbed the spittle into the wide spread crack. He lubed the puffy muscle then he pulled Saeid around till he was kneeling on the floor and then he grasped his eager shaft aiming the fat red knob at Saeid’s pulsing pucker pressing in till his male torpedo split the muscle and slid slowly into the molten heat of the stretched caressing chute.

Saeid groaned as his slim body accepted Charles’ fully engorged cock; the pain of his initial penetration eased after a few thrusts and the lad was soon arching his back pushing back onto the turgid tool as he began to enjoy that special feeling that only a really good fuck can engender. Charles grasped the lad’s shoulders pulling his lithe body onto his pounding pud as he strained and drove deep inside the sweet rectum stretching and straining the silky lining of Saeid’s bowels and sending his rectal muscles into overdrive as they worked on the long thick invader. Again and again Charles rammed forcefully up into the hot tunnel he bent down sinking his teeth into Saeid’s shuddering shoulder biting and gnawing on the lad’s silken skin making Saeid squeal loudly as the lad’s cock erupted spurting cum under his heaving abdomen and onto his bedding.

The lad’s climax tightened his arse and his muscles squeezed tight on Charles’ slamming schlong dragging the man howling into his own eruption and a cannonade of cum creamed Saeid’s innards flooding him as both men bucked and groaned together. Charles fell on top of the whimpering lad pressing his naked torso onto the cum damp bedding as they knelt panting heavily recuperating from their incredibly intense lovemaking. Charles slowly slipped his tool from the lad’s now sloppy clinging colon, it plopped free leaving the gaping anus dribbling juice, Charles slid down and pulled Saeid’s buttocks apart before licking the creamy discharge and sending his tongue up inside scooping out the just deposited sperm. Saeid moaned loudly from the feeling of his lover’s agile appendage as Charles cleaned out his arse before turning him onto his back and pressing their lips together and sharing the rich cocktail between them.

The two lovers slowly moved up onto the bed together and lay pressed against each other as they rested in the euphoric afterglow of a totally satisfying sexual love making. The two drifted off to sleep hugging each other in the hot afternoon air; no breeze entered the small open window to cool the sleeping pair as they lay perspiring heavily on the bed. Some hours later Saeid awoke and gently disentangled himself from Charles arms to pull on some pants and sneak outside to visit the external toilet in the back yard of the building where his room was. He crapped and pissed then cleaned himself up washing himself at the external tap before returning inside and sitting on the bed admiring his tall handsome English lover.

Charles stirred and rolled onto his back exposing his again erect pole which Saeid bent down and began sucking and licking it before deep throating the monster. Charles groaned in his slumber as the accomplished lad ministered to his raging hard rod, Saeid pulled off the now glistening cock and admired its perfection, the long smooth skinned torpedo that he loved sinking into his arse. He kissed the exposed knob lovingly licking into the sensitive lips of Charles’ slit then tongued the foreskin edging his tongue inside that elastic hood and teasing the so sensitive frenulum. Charles began to hump as he awoke and Saeid swallowed his sword to the hilt working on the now throbbing tool with his gullet until growling like a tiger Charles erupted his hand grabbing Saeid’s short curly hair pulling his face down to his groin.

His balls fully drained Charles withdrew his wet wand from the clinging throat and Saeid gasped a huge shuddering breath deep into his oxygen starved lungs, the lad then smiled beatifically at the recumbent still panting Charles. Charles sat up and looked at the time before saying, “Saeid I must go back to the ship I’ll be sailing tomorrow so we may not meet up again I don’t know where my ship may be sent but I’m going to see if you can work in the officers’ mess in the base would you like that?”

Saeid looked sadly at Charles tears welling up in his dark eyes as he sobbed, “Oh Charles my captain, what will I do without you? I love you and will be lost without you.”

Charles hugged him and caressed his lithe body as he said, “If you get the job I’m organising my sweet Saeid, I’m sure you will be happier and will soon find another officer who will be your lover, I may even return here soon with another convoy I just don’t know for certain.”

Saeid’s sobs subsided as he listened to Charles words, he pinned his hopes on the words that Charles may return and he smiled at him. Charles got to his feet and began dressing to return to the Fox Hound while Saeid pulled on his clothes to accompany him to the naval base to find out about the new job. They arrived and Charles escorted Saeid past the tightened security, after the sabotage the base was much more alert, he took the lad to meet the officer in charge of the mess and after chatting for a while Saeid had a new job and identity papers attesting to the fact. Charles thanked the catering officer and bad farewell to Saeid outside the mess building then left the lad waving him goodbye as he hurried off to Fox Hound with a lump in his throat as he thought of the sexy young Arab who he had become so fond of.

The next morning their orders arrived they were to carry the mail from Alexandria to Gibraltar and escort the old WW1 destroyer HMAS Waterhen, nicknamed by her crew, the Chook, up the Mediterranean till she turned away to deliver supplies to the Rats of Tobruk, the Australian forces holding the port against the might of Rommell’s Afrika Corpse. The two destroyers, line astern left harbour just as dawn broke and made their way out past the open antisubmarine boom turning west and increasing speed to twenty knots. The fast voyage to Tobruk over Vampire turned to port heading towards the hidden coast and disappearing in the evening gloom while Fox Hound continued on towards the naval base at Gibraltar.

Fox Hound arrived off Gibraltar a few days later and slipped into port, she was ordered to join a trot of destroyers and told the refuelling barge would be alongside shortly. The barge appeared and slid alongside nudging against her steel hull as the engine black gang came on deck to handle the task. The heavy fuel lines soon connected and throbbing as the pumps surged the fuel into the bunkers to replace what her hungry engines had used. The refuelling finished the mail was unloaded onto the barge that moved away and peace descended on the Fox Hound the crew relaxed awaiting their next mission.

48 hours later the signal station ordered Charles to report ashore and informed the ship that the duty boat would pick Charles up in thirty minutes. Charles donned his no 1 uniform and had a quick shower before putting it on, by the time the duty launch arrived he was waiting on deck for its arrival. The bos’n piped him off the ship and away the launch chugged away towards the headquarters jetty where Charles stepped ashore to make his way up to the building and entered returning the shore patrol guards salutes. The captain in charge of operations sat Charles down and offered him a cigarette, they lit up and blew smoke towards the ceiling while the captain began advising where Fox Hound was to be sent next.

Due to the loss of the Prince of Wales and the Repulse the Admiralty was sending more vessels out to the huge base at Colombo in Ceylon to bolster the forces there against the Japanese scourge. The Fox Hound was to be one of six destroyers to leave Gibraltar and sail calling at Alexandria to refuel then to Port Said and through the Suez Canal to Aden on the Red Sea refuel again then head East into the Indian Ocean and on to Colombo.

 
To be continued...
 

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Posted: 08/27/07