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

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Chapter 47

Charles retired for the night alone in the big four poster bed, he lay there reading a book, Horatio Hornblower, a tale of a young British naval officer back in the Napoleonic era. It was a rousing story of the man's first command when he was to sail a captured French armed sloop back to England after it was captured. Charles was totally engrossed in the action when he suddenly felt a body slide onto the foot of the bed and begin moving upwards. He lowered the book and looked down into the most beautiful eyes imaginable, large doe eyed and the deepest dark brown fringed with long black lashes. He was almost hypnotised but dragged his gaze away to study the rest of the face, beautiful but he suddenly realised it was the wrong sex; it was one of the young girls he'd rebuffed earlier.

She was now between his legs attempting to reach into the fly of his pyjamas and extract his penis, her fingers were fumbling with his cock as she held the fly open with her other hand. Charles was stunned and watched her as she succeeded in pulling him out and before he could speak she was suckling on his semi hardness. Charles gasped and spluttered trying to pull himself away but the demonic damsel clung on to his hardness sucking like a bilge pump. He moaned loudly as she clutched his big eggs rolling them about in her small soft hand tugging on his scrotum while bobbing her head up and down laving his excited cock head with her agile tongue.

Charles dropped the book and reached down grasping her head and tried to pull her away from his throbbing tool but she squeezed his balls in her surprisingly strong young hand still gobbling away. Charles' squeezed balls ached in her grasp and he froze there, her moist warm mouth slobbering up and down as she deep throated his considerable endowment her tiny nose burying in his thick bush on the down stroke. Charles was dumbfounded to think a young diminutive girl could possibly take all of his 8inch cock; he was fast approaching culmination as his balls began rioting in her grasp. His hips began to hunch up driving his dick deeper, grinding his hard mound into her soft features, this youngster was incredibly competent and obviously experienced at satisfying men and Charles bridged hard as his dick pulsed again and again then pumped out his semen in white hot gushes which the daring damsel swallowed ravenously gulping it down into her belly.

Charles collapsed back his body twitching and jerking as he still fired off blanks while her tantalising tongue teased his pulsating prick. Shev knocked at the door and walked in he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the girl sucking on Charles' cock, his eyes narrowed and his lips tightened in anger, he spat a few words at her in their own language and she let the big cock slip from her lips before jumping from the bed and fleeing out into the garden through the open French doors. Shev walked to the bed looking down at Charles then he apologised to him saying that the girl was jealous that he and Rhami had shared Charles but refused to let them near him.

Charles looked up at him still a little dazed after his climax, he told Shev it was ok it wasn't his fault and he should have repulsed the girl harder but she had been very aggressive in her attentions. Shev grinned at Charles and asked in a hushed voice, "Did you enjoy her?"

Charles thought for a minute before answering, "She was ok Shev but nobody gives head like another man, males know what turns another male on."

Shev climbed onto the bed and settled himself on Charles' groin legs straddling him as the lad began moving his hot little arse crack up and down on Charles limp log. Charles groaned but grasped the lad's hips guiding his movements while Charles' cock once again struggled to erect, not Shev's though his was stiff as steel pointing up as he enjoyed the feel of his hot moist ring rubbing on Charles' cock. Charles groaned again and said, "Shev I don't think I'll get stiff again for a while but I'd love to suck and feel your hot dick fuck my face."

Shev knee walked up the bed his cock leading the way as he ached his taut smooth young body backwards, Charles eyes watched the delicious delicacy wavering about as it neared his waiting lips, his eyes locked on the single eye of the bald shiny head until he went cross eyed as the dick brushed his lips. Shev moaned as the moist soft lips caressed his excited erection and he drove it deep into the awaiting orifice as Charles' tongue swabbed and licked all about his pulsing prick. In no time Shev had hold of Charles' head as he humped and thrust, his tight arse cheeks flexing as Charles held them pulling him into his mouth.

Shev was whimpering with pleasure and Charles wedged a finger into the hot moist arse crack dabbling at the lad's tight back entrance until as Shev hunched back onto the delving digit. Charles pushed in and the rubbery ring gave way swallowing the finger into the molten moist interior. Shev loved the sensation of the finger massaging his excited prostate gland and his dick throbbed and seemed to grow harder each rub. The lad's actions sped up until he was jigging in and out rapidly almost out of control as Charles gasped and gurgled on the flying cock until Shev suddenly froze arched over Charles head while his spike spurted sperm into his mouth and his sphincter locked around the invading massaging finger.

His climax over the lad slowly slipped to the bed legs on top of Charles and his hot red sweaty gasping face lying on a pillow beside Charles, the officer still swirling the lad's legacy about his mouth enjoying Shev's individual tangy taste. Charles swallowed the cute lad's cum and watched his dark brown smooth body recovering as Charles caressed the lad's limp legs. Rhami appeared and crawled up beside Charles on the opposite side to Shev and he and Charles kissed and fondled each other until the lad erupted spewing sperm onto the man's open palm which Charles ate with relish before all three feeling satiated settled down to sleep.

Back in Colombo, the gunner Malcolm Douglas and young able seaman Bryce were ashore, Malcolm in dressed in civies while Bryce was in uniform were drinking together in a sleazy waterfront bar, Bryce was plaguing the lieutenant to get them a room so they could have a night of sex together. The grog gradually took control weakening the young officer's will power and Bryce's sexual advances increased till he agreed to rent a room he approached the bar man about a room and the local lad looked at him then Bryce and smirked a knowing leer as he named an exorbitant price for the room. Malcolm complained saying, "I only want to rent it for the night not purchase it."

The barman shrugged theatrically and replied, "Take it or leave it but your young sailor boy is getting impatient mister."

Malcolm grumbled but pulled out his wallet extracting the money and handing it to the triumphantly grinning man who pocketed the notes and told Malcolm to go through the curtain on the left of the bar and up the stairs to the first door on the left. Malcolm nodded to Bryce who followed him happily through the curtain up the grubby creaking stairs to the paint-peeling door, they entered the sleazy room and found a bed covered with grubby bedding, the room stank like a brothel.

Malcolm wrinkled his nose as he took in the tawdry room he looked at Bryce who was already stripping off his uniform exposing his sexy torso, the officer sighed and began stripping as well. Neither men noticed the camera lens set in the wall overlooking the bed, Bryce was first naked his young body showing how fit he was, his smooth muscular development was superb as he flopped onto the grotty bed its springs creaking alarmingly. Malcolm now naked stood rubbing his hands over his own taut torso as he admired his young lover laid out with a full straining erection.

Malcolm slowly lowered himself onto the bed and knelt beside Bryce who reached a hand up to caress his handsome face, Malcolm smiled at him then bent down to lick his hairless chest. Tonguing his nipples till they were tinglingly erect like his throbbing tool. Bryce moaned and squirmed on the soiled sheets, his muscles flexing and rippling as the gunner worked him over sensuously. Malcolm's wet tongue drizzled saliva onto the moaning sailor's hot crinkled brown eye before he started licking up and down the redolent sweaty crack, Bryce arched his torso up as he moaned loudly his head thrown back throat tight and corded.

Malcolm grasped the sweat damp hair tugging his head back even more as he drilled his tongue deep into those sumptuous mounds of silky smooth flesh tasting the hidden delights of Bryce's bum. Bryce's stiff dick ground into the rumpled grotty bedclothes as he became more and more ravenous for sex. He whimpered and twisted, moaned and humped, sending Malcolm's blood pressure higher as he feasted on the lad's innards, Bryce began to cry out in his delirium, "Fuck me baby, oh please root my arse. I need to feel that officer's organ plumbing my depths."

Malcolm hearing the cries through the haze of his sexually rampant mind pulled his tongue from the clinging tightness of the lad's palpitating ring and moved up behind Bryce's sweat beaded gyrating youthful body as he lubed his turgid tool with slick saliva. Bryce was humping the bed in his demented deviance as the lieutenant pushed against his palpitating male pussy, the lad moaned louder and lifted his pert arse up pushing onto the man's cock. He pushed down with his arse muscles opening his tight hot entry and almost sucking Malcolm's not inconsiderable tool up his hot channel.

Malcolm gasped at the sudden ingestion and felt Bryce's molten hot moist innards clutching and caressing his excited erection, it felt like a hundred slick fingers palpating and caressing his engorged pole. Malcolm was gasping and gurgling with pleasure as he sank to the pubes inside the irrepressible youth who began humping back and forth on his turgidity. Malcolm's eyes tight closed his gasping gurgling mouth agape as he arched his hips trying to climb inside that paradisaical portal, Bryce moaned and howled his delight as his innards felt the impaled dick straining and stretching him while rubbing on his magical gland.

Bryce's dick oozed and drooled pre cum in long silvery string that dropped to the bed beneath him adding to the innumerable stains deposited over goodness knows how long. The small lens was recording every nuance of their so delirious sex onto film and they didn't know that eyes also watched their rutting from a small spy hole in the wall near the lens. Behind the wall was the actual proprietor of the sleazy establishment, a large middle aged Chinese man, who ran a number of both girls and boys as prostitutes, he was a perverted person who loved watching others enjoying sex and it wasn't often he got to perv on two Englishmen carrying out such incredible erotic homosexual sex. The usual personages using this room were drunken sailors or soldiers rooting his young charges and now and then maybe a man with two of his young sexy playmates.

The man was stroking his cock as he watched the two young men; he was wishing it were he doing the young sailor as he watched the trim taut body of the almost hairless youth being soundly rooted with such ferocity. He could hear the sounds emanating through the flimsy wall of the room, even the moist slurps as Malcolm's beaut boner slipped in and out of Bryce's deliciously moist depths. He could see the incredibly sexy abdomen as the youth arched back drawing the silky smooth skin tightly over his abdominal muscles that were flexing at every thrust from his lover, the sight of the youth's rounded belly button on the silky skin with the faint trail of blond hairs dusting the way down the smoothly curved lower abdomen with the pronounced arteries swooping down to hide away in his sparsely scattered fair pubes turned the spying older man on.

He was imagining lying there licking and sucking that sweet flesh, taking that sexy dribbling shaft into his mouth and relishing those strings of delicious dick juice instead of them being wasted soaking into the grubby bedding. His cock was aching hard as he stroked it and salivated over the two white men performing unknowingly for him and the camera, he knew plenty of men who would pay good money to but copies of this hot action. He suddenly doubled over and his stiff dick spurted his sperm against the wall where it ran down to join the past deposits that stained the wood where he'd let loose so many times watching the action through the spy hole.

The businessman squeezed his fat wrinkled dick to empty his swollen urethra before tucking his spent manhood back in his trousers before gluing his eye back to the hole to watch the final throes of the men's sex act. He watched Bryce's cock stiffen and swell as he began to ejaculate, pearly ribbons arcing through the air to spatter all over the wooden bed head and the filthy sheets, Malcolm's white sexy arse cheeks dimple deeply as his climax raced through his fit body and he rammed hard into the yielding alabaster pillows of Bryce's buttocks, his hips grinding against the lad.


The watched smiled to himself knowing he had a winning sex film that was going to add to his already huge bank account, he turned off the camera and removed the film putting it into its tin container in readiness to developing it and producing some still photographs from the film to sell to those who enjoyed them. He walked off to his dark room to do the developing.

After he departed Bryce and Malcolm enjoyed some sexy after play before arising and dressing, they left the room and descended the rickety stairs to the bar below, the barman leered at the two Englishmen and asked if they had enjoyed their fun together. The other customers in the bar all sat leering at them while eying the two young white men lecherously as they rubbed their groins suggestively.

Bryce and Malcolm were overjoyed to leave the joint and walk out into the fresh air outside, the two men wandered the streets taking in the strange exotic foreign surroundings and the throngs of dark locals, Bryce's battered bum began oozing juice as they looked for a public toilet. They came across a truly British looking pub on a corner, it stood out like a sore thumb amidst the foreign surroundings, they entered and Bryce bolted to the rear where he saw the toilet leaving Malcolm to front the bar and order a couple of pints of mild. The publican was an ex salt who had retired in Colombo when he left the navy, he was an affable old gent who had seen service before and during WW1 aboard torpedo boat destroyers, the forerunners to the modern destroyers.

They started talking ships and battles until Bryce reappeared looking much happier now he'd emptied the cum from his bum, he joined in the chat until it came time to return on board as their leave expired, they shook hands with the charismatic old man and left the pub vowing to return when they could and telling him they would spread the word of his excellent establishment.


To be continued...
 

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Posted: 11/09/07