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

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Chapter 44

Fox Hound steamed north after her encounter with the raiser and destroying the U-boat heading for the British naval base at Tricomalee in Ceylon, her destroyed gun a mangled mess on her quarter deck. She arrived at the busy semi tropical base and made her number to the shore station then followed directions to moor alongside near the huge floating dry dock. Charles was exhausted and badly needed some respite after the traumatic turn of events in the Indian Ocean. He ordered finished with engines then as the engines stopped he sat back in his bridge stool rubbing his haggard face, he then looked about the harbour to see the mass of naval vessels of all sizes then looked at the backdrop of vibrant green hills behind the bustling dockyard and city. His tired eyes took in the beauty of this large island and he sighed wearily before climbing to his feet as the signalman handed him a message from the dockyard commanding officer. Charles read the flimsy and told the first lieutenant he was going ashore.

He reported to the OIC dockyard to be told their repairs would be attended to post haste as the shortage of naval vessels was critical with the Japanese now in control of most of Asia including the island of Singapore with its huge naval base where all the allied military and civilians were now prisoners of war. The captain studied Charles noticing the tiredness and the involuntary twitch that had set in about his eyes and realised this young officer was on the verge of a serious burn out. He thought that Charles could take advantage of the hospitality of a friend who owned a huge tea plantation up in the hills that hosted many of the naval, army and air force officers based in Ceylon at the plantation.

The captain sat back in his chair and studied the young commander then he suggested the rest and recreation break, Charles looked at him and smiled tiredly, "That sounds like a good place to take a few days off as Fox hound will be out of service, I'd enjoy a little leave up there."

The captain smiled and picked up the telephone and asked the base operator to connect him and gave the plantation's number, he sat back swivelling side to side as he waited smiling and chatting to Charles and asked how the damage had occurred. Charles filled him in briefly about the encounter then he was interrupted by the captain holding up his hand as the operator connected him to the plantation, "Malcolm old chap its Giles in Tricomalee, yes I'm good thanks but I have a favour to ask."

He listened for a short time then went on, "Yes I have a young destroyer commander with me who has had a pretty rough time of it and I suggested he might be able to spend a little rand r up there with you. Can you organise that for him?"
Another silence as the captain listened his smile increasing as he nodded slightly, "Oh great old chap that is marvellous, I'll organise transportation for tomorrow and he'll be there about noon."

He hung up the phone and grinned at Charles telling him he should be ready at 0900 hours and a car would pick him up from Fox Hound, Charles thanked the man profusely and they shook hands before Charles left the office. The phone rang again and the captain answered it then called to Charles as he walked out the door, Charles turned and re-entered the office standing there waiting to hear what he was wanted for while the captain had a brief conversation then hung up the phone, "You are to report to the Admiral urgently Charles something has occurred after your encounter with that merchant cruiser."

He gave Charles directions to the headquarters building and Charles hurried away his mind churning wondering what had happened that the Admiral needed to talk top him about. He arrived at the guarded building saluting the armed shore patrol guards at the entrance and reported to the desk inside the lobby, the chief petty officer behind the desk saluted him and gave him directions to locate the admiral's office. Charles hurried up the wide staircase to the first floor and found the office entering and was greeted by a charming young female lieutenant who escorted him and knocked at the polished wooden door of the inner office, a gruff "Come" sounded and she opened the door introducing Charles to the ruddy faced white haired admiral.

Charles saluted the man who returned the gesture and said, "Sit."

The admiral studied Charles for a minute before saying, "You look very tired young fellow and its no wonder after what you have been through. I have some bad news, after your encounter with that raider she met up with the HMAS Sydney an Australian light cruiser they fought a battle and both ships sank, the remains of the Kormoran's crew were picked up and interned but there is no trace of the Sydney's crew only a carley float was discovered drifting in the area."

Charles expressed amazement at the news that an unarmoured merchant cruiser could sink a modern light cruiser and the admiral too was very puzzled but the disaster had happened. The admiral quizzed Charles closely on the details of his encounter with the Kormoran and made notes of all the pertinent facts before requesting that Charles write out a full report while resting up in the hills, he smiled and said, "Yes I know of your little break commander the captain informed me he had organised some r and r for you and I think it is vital you take at least a week up there."

He then stood up reached across the shiny mahogany desk and Charles got to his feet shaking hands with the gruff officer. He left the admiral and thanked the young female lieutenant before heading out into the warm sun and making his way back to the ship. He went straight to his cabin and flopped tiredly on his bunk as Bradley came fussing into the cabin bearing a tray with tea and some fresh sandwiches he had prepared while Charles was ashore. The faithful steward saw how exhausted his captain looked, put the tray on the desk and began removing Charles' shoes, Charles sighed and thanked him wriggling his toes in his socks.

Bradley retrieved the tray and brought it to the bunk placing it beside Charles then poured a steaming hot cup of tea for Charles, who thanked him and began nibbling on a sandwich. Bradley watched Charles slowly munching the food then he sagged back dropping the half eaten sandwich on the bed as he fell into a deep sleep. The older man removed the tray and the half eaten sandwich quietly leaving the cabin as Charles snores filled the area.

Next morning Charles awoke feeling groggy from the long hours of sleep, he sat up on the bunk holding his head as he tried to arrange his thoughts, Bradley heard his commander awaken appeared magically bearing a breakfast tray containing fresh bacon and real eggs not the usual powdered variety, the aroma set Charles taste buds singing as he stretched his muscles and yawned widely. Bradley smiled and wished Charles a good morning as Charles smiled and did the same, he looked at the two fried eggs glistening on the plate with the crispy bacon and his tummy rumbled loudly, he was ravishingly hungry having eaten virtually nothing yesterday. Bradley watched Charles attack the food and he smiled indulgently glad his captain's appetite had resurfaced. Charles told Bradley he was going up country for a week and that he could relax and take four days leave if he desired, Bradley was happy for his captain and knew he desperately needed a break from the constant tension and responsibility of running a destroyer under war conditions.

Charles contacted the bridge and asked the first lieutenant to prepare leave papers for Bradley and the port watch as he was going ashore for a week while the ship was being repaired. He told lieutenant Harbury that he would see if he could organise that each of the officers could have a couple of days leave up on the tea plantation while the ship was out of action. Charles packed a bag containing some civilian clothing; shorts and shirts etc then showered and refreshed donned his no 1 uniform in preparation for his trip up country. The car arrived and the bosun advised him it was waiting so Charles bade goodbye to Bradley and grabbed his bag hurried on deck, saluted the quarterdeck and hurried ashore as the bosun's pipe shrilled announcing his departure.

The grey painted Morris was parked next to the ship with a naval driver standing at attention holding the door open for him, the driver saluted Charles who returned the curtesy then the driver took his bag and as Charles settled into the back set closed the door before putting Charles' bag in the boot and then climbing in started the car and they rattled off down the timber wharf. The trip up country took about an hour and Charles sat back relaxing watching the scenery as the moored on up the winding road. They turned off the road into a long gravel driveway and soon pulled up in front of the rambling mansion to be greeted by the owner, Sir Humphrey Goodbold.

Sir Humphrey, a dapper middle-aged gentleman dressed in tweed slacks and a white shirt puffed on his pipe as he greeted Charles effusively. They shook hands and Charles noticed that his host held his hand longer than was customary but thought no more about it as two white clad young lads took Charles bag and followed behind the two men as Sir Humphrey led the way to the room allotted to Charles for his stay. The room opened onto the wide veranda which gave onto the sweeping lawns and immaculately kept gardens filled with tropical trees and plants, the furniture consisted of a huge four poster bed, a massive ornately carved wardrobe, two huge padded leather wing backed chairs and a desk with its own chair. Sir Humphrey stood beaming at the surprised expression on Charles' face as he said, "We may be living out in the colonies old chap but one must keep up appearances what?" 

Charles smiled at the pomposity of his hosts attitude and nodded saying, "Truly amazing and beautiful Sir Humphrey."

His host guffawed as he coughed out a lungful of tobacco smoke then said, "I'm sure you will enjoy your stay here commander, the lads are here to serve you at any time you wish."

Charles looked at the two young dark skinned black haired lads putting his meagre gear away and admired their blue black hair and flashing dark eyes and their white teeth flashing as they smiled at the two men. Charles wondered if the lads were hand picked by his host, the two were incredibly attractive and appeared to be well built in a slender swimmers build. Sir Humphrey rested his hand on Charles shoulder as he stood watching the young servants, Charles guessed his host was homosexual and he asked after the man's wife. Sir Humphrey cleared his throat then replied, "Oh commander I'm unmarried I enjoy my freedom and am probably too selfish to share my life with a wife."

This confirmed Charles opinion and he smiled to himself now convinced the servants were not just house help but much more, the way the two lads kept looking at him eyes gleaming and white teeth showing as the smiled made Charles' cock twitch in his uniform shorts. Sir Humphrey made his apologies saying he had plantation business to attend to and he would see Charles at lunch time in the dining room and that the lads would show him where it was. He went on that if Charles so desired the lads would escort him about the grounds and keep him company, Charles thanked the man and said, "That sounds good it's a while since I stretched my legs on land."

Sir Humphrey walked away leaving Charles and the lads together, Charles decided to take off his uniform and put on his shorts and an open necked sports shirt, he began to undo his shirt but the two lads descended on him and took over the task. He was soon reduced to his white Y fronts and the lads had caressed him frequently as they removed his uniform leaving him with a serious erection pointing out from his crotch. The two lads were obviously impressed and both had stood there admiring Charles' bulging underpants their dark eyes flashing excitedly. Charles stood unmoving waiting to see what the two attractive lads would do next, he soon found out as one knelt at his feet reaching out and pulling down his underwear exposing his large throbbing tool to their hungry eyes.

They both spoke at once in their cute accent, "Oh my sir you are very large aren't you? Would you like us to help you with that?"

Charles smiled at them and said, "Thank you lads that would be very acceptable."

With this the kneeling lad took Charles' balls in his soft hand while his accomplice bent at the waist and began mouthing the fiery knob. Charles sighed and groaned loudly as both lads mouths ingested his genitals, hot moist mouths held both his erection and his excited balls while moist tongues rasped and licked deliciously. Charles was soon moaning and fondling the lads through their loose fitting clothing and he gasped out, "Oh why don't you both disrobe too?"

The two lads continued servicing him as they stripped off and soon all three were naked as Charles led the sucking lads to the huge bed walking awkwardly backwards so as they could continue their play. Charles collapsed backwards onto the bed dragging both slim youths down with him, he told the lad sucking his cock to clamber on top of him which the lad did speedily knowing the handsome officer wanted to suck him as well. The lad positioned himself above Charles his almost black hooded dick wafting above Charles nose, Charles raised his head taking the stiff stalk in his mouth sliding his tongue tip under the lad's loose ample foreskin and tongued the slippery sweet cock head. The lad moaned happily while his friend let Charles balls slip from his lips and began licking down Charles swollen perineum towards his tight flexing anal opening.

Charles gurgled about the mouth dicking cock as he felt the lad lick his tight ring, he spread his legs wide affording easier access then he pulled off the lad above him cock and reached up to emulate the other lad's actions he tongued the fragrant entrance making the lad deep throat his throbbing pole in his excitement. Charles groaned and squirmed making his cock wobble about in the wet slippery gullet as his own ring relaxed letting the fellating tongue enter his pleasure place. Charles was beginning to rage with lust as he devoured the anus pressed to his mouth his tongue dived deep wriggling and twisting, He felt his own entrance twitching crying for more as the other lad stopped licking and moved his hot hardness against Charles anus, the lad was going to fuck him and Charles was happy to let him as he stopped fellating the other lad's hot hole and asked him to move around and sit on his dick.

The lad moved quickly and sat resting his wet hole on Charles hard horn, as his mate began pressing in the top lad squatted down pushing on the raging hardness both cocks punched through the tight defences causing three grunting howls of pure pleasure as hot meat filled hotter bowels. Soon the room filled with the moans and wet moist sounds of sex as the trio plunged and performed at their talented best, Charles knew he was with experts young as they were these two teens were accomplished lovers and knew how to give and extract the utmost pleasure.

They edged and teased Charles again and again his tensed body screamed for release, his blue balls ached abominably as the two lads pleasured him. Finally after what seemed like hours Charles balls exploded like a depth charge his cum cannon fired again and again send sperm splattering up the distended colon of the top lad, who joined Charles spraying juice like a fountain coating both their torsos and faces with strings of pearly pud juice. This in turn tensed his arse muscles that clamped achingly about the plunging prick of the second lad who followed the man into a terrific climax that flooded Charles' clinging chute, again and again man and boys shook and jerked spewing their vital seed from their pulsing pricks.

The mass culmination of their pleasure soon eased and all three fell about the messy bed puffing and panting as they recovered from their shattering eruptions. The three dozed off under the slow spinning ceiling fan and drifted into a sleep filled with erotic dreams.

To be continued...
 

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Posted: 10/12/07