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

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Chapter 51

The excitement of the destruction of the giant Japanese submarine over, the remnants of her crew now prisoners on Foxhound, Charles has retired to his cabin to have dinner with Joss, the young Dutch refugee rescued from the Japanese occupied Island of Sumatra. The lad was sending out signals to Charles as they ate and rubbed knees under the table, the meal over Bradley cleared away the dishes and left Charles alone with the young blond lad, Charles stretched himself giving Joss ample opportunity to survey his body. Joss's eyes scanned Charles' crotch as his eyes widened at the sight of the captain's bulge.

Charles had ascertained the lad had played about with the children on the plantation and had indulged in sex with one of their fathers; the size difference between the average Asian man's cock and a well-endowed British male was considerable. Charles was well above the average with his 8inch cannon, Joss licked his pink lips in excitement as he watched Charles rub and squeeze his long semi hard penis and Joss's dick was hard as steel and poking up in his baggy knee length shorts. Charles could see the lad's excited erection and knew the way he was squirming that the youth was eager to experience what was hidden in his uniform shorts.

Charles sat back and opened his arms to Joss who immediately got to his feet and came to Charles throwing himself into the man's strong arms, Charles enclosed the lad in his arms hugging him tight to his chest while the lad's stiffy poked and prodded at his own erection. Joss's eyes closed dreamily and his sweet pink lips parted showing his white teeth and pink tongue, Charles' bent forward bringing his lips to meet the lads and they kissed. The boy quivered with excitement as he moaned into Charles' mouth, their tongues tangling in a moist slithering dance.

Joss melted into Charles grasp as their kiss turned to a molten melding their whole beings involved, their hearts pounding in their chests as their feverish fumbling continued. Charles' hands caressed Joss's firm little buns while Joss ground his aroused dick against Charles throbbing tool. The moment was nigh and Charles felt that Joss was on the edge, his excited erection was pulsing as if ready to explode, Charles picked him up effortlessly carrying him to the bunk and placing him on his back. Charles began undoing the buttons of Joss's shirt; the lad lifted up so Charles could remove it, once removed Charles began undoing the lad's fly buttons. He pulled open the fly to reveal Joss's bone hard dick jutting up in his white underpants, the sight entrances Charles who stands there gently caressing the hot stiffy, Joss humps his hips up encouraging Charles to grasp him.

Charles nose fills with the lad's humid horniness, the pheromones assail his senses as he bends down to kiss the cotton covered hard muscle. Charles brushes his lips up and down the throbbing engorged muscle, the dick pulses to his touch a damp spot appears at the point where Joss's knob presses tightly against the stretched soft white material. The dampness spreads as Joss became more and more excited, Charles placed his lips over this moist bulge and he sipped on the lad's nectar like pre cum. Joss groaned and arched into the captain's mouth allowing Charles to ease down his long khaki shorts tugging them off over the lad's shiny shoes.

Joss is now almost naked only his snow white underpants and knee length socks and shoes adorn his glabrous teen body, Charles eyes devour the expanse of smooth tanned flesh, the sexy brown large nipples, the cute belly button resembling a round headed screw with a vertical slit to take a screwdriver, the faint fuzzy little treasure trail snaking out of the lad's waistband creeping up to his sexy navel. All this drove Charles on as he tugged off Joss's shoes letting them drop with a clatter to the deck then off came the sweaty socks leaving the sweet boy in only those stark white briefs which contrasted so sexily with his sun tanned fit taut teen body.

Joss was jerking spastically on the bunk as he surrendered his whole being to the tall handsome Charles; his teen joystick throbbed and drooled in his tight whities while Charles enjoyed every twitch and spasm. The captain's eyes roamed, like his fingers, all over the trembling spasming youth driving him wild caressing the hot silken firm flesh, massaging the tensing muscles and enjoying every tremor he was causing. Joss arched up bridging his body, his pronounced hip bones lifting the waist band of his underpants leaving tempting valleys on each side of his tensed belly. Charles bent his face to that ridged abdomen licking about the pronounced pads of muscle, he dabbled into that sensuous belly button his wet tongue eliciting moans and giggles of pleasure. Joss gasping moaned, "Oooh captain, my captain suck me please suck me."

Charles groaned lustily as he hooked his fingers under the tight waistband lifting it up allowing Joss's throbbing tool its freedom to lash out onto that smooth tight belly. Joss's foreskin tight over the swollen leaking knob, shone like it was oiled so tight and swollen was the lad's log. Charles mouth drooled to taste this delicious dick, he rubbed his lips up and down the eager lad's erection and a chorus of moans filled the cabin. Finally Charles inhaled the sweet meat into his moist maw sliding his warm wet tongue about the molten hot boy boner, Joss squealed loudly his high pitched cries echoing about the steel hull making Bradley smile in his interconnecting cabin close by.

Bradley knew only too well how rapturously his captain and friend could excite his lovers, the grizzled old steward pictured the scene next door as the young Dutch boy surrendered himself totally to Charles. Charles after bringing Joss to a panting pinnacle pulled his mouth away just before Joss exploded, his teen tool bouncing excitedly but unable to trigger his climax. The lad wailed his frustration while Charles spread and lifted his rubbery legs up exposing his fair arse, so white in contrast to his golden body.

Those firm muscled arse cheeks slowly stretched open exposing his delicate dimple that twitched and puckered to each throb of the lad's excited dick. Charles dribbled spittle down aiming at that tender pinkish pucker watching it land and dribble over the excited entrance like cum flowing after a hot horning. Charles told the lad to clutch his bent legs and slid his middle finger into the tight muscle, wriggling it about the baking heat of the lad's innards. Joss moaned and writhed his hips begging for more, "Take me! I want to feel your big cock inside me please captain, I'm ready for love."
Charles groaned as he heard the sweet lad begging him to root and ream his ring, he tore off his shorts and underpants freeing his fucker, which swung about dripping dick juice over the upturned and exposed arse. Charles grasped his hard horn in his hand tensing it and pressed it against the twitching muscle, Joss gasped as he felt the bulbous knob pressing in against his now tensed sphincter, the lad willed himself to relax and Charles felt the tight ring soften and begin to open. He pressed in feeling that small tight muscle stretch grudgingly as his big fat cock greased in on the slick spittle.

Joss moaned loudly as his little back entrance strained to take Charles long thick dick, the stretching pain burned as he felt himself penetrated, he grunted and snorted with pain as Charles cock conquered his restricting ring. Charles groaned and sighed as the hot tight flesh swallowed his long schlong, the feel of Joss's inner walls, silky and burning hot enfolded and caressed him drawing him deeper until he ground his thick pubes into the smooth stretched flesh beneath him. Charles was home in paradise, a hot youth's body impaled on his pulsing prong, as he rotated his strong hips stroking and stirring the mushy buttery guts of the panting lad.

Joss was squirming like a caterpillar impaled on a pin as he felt that wondrous wand moving and repositioning his entrails, he gurgled with delight and pressed himself up and onto Charles wiry pubes delighting as the pole pulsed inside him. Charles gripped the lad's shoulders holding him in place as he slid his spear slowly up that tender tensing tunnel, Joss clenched on him tightening his innards enjoying the feel of the thick wide flange of Charles' knob grinding up his quivering quim, zinging and tantalising his nerve laden chute.

In and out Charles ground and humped, sometimes slamming hard and fast and at others slowing and gently caressing his twitching clinging inner flesh. The lad began panting harder as he hyperventilated; his dick was steel stiff throbbing to Charles pummelling pud. His prostate gland rubbed and stimulated constantly pumped thin squirts of pre cum out onto his tensed torso, his mewling whimpers filling Charles ears along with the thudding of Charles heart racing in his chest to keep the blood up to that thick muscle and from the strenuous humping he was giving the slim youth.

Charles felt his cock straining as his big full balls tightened he was close to a shattering climax, then Joss squealed aloud, "Oh Geez! I'm going to cum Ooooh."

The lad's hyper balls erupted pumping his excited sperm out and up his throbbing dick; it erupted from his swollen purple knob spurting in long white strings spraying his red grimacing face, spattering on his open panting mouth. Charles seeing and feeling the lad tense up, his puffed ring gripping his cock in a tight stranglehold, Charles grunted, his balls zapped tight and he rammed back into Joss pressing hard into his straining arse as he joined the lad in a violent voluminous venting of thick cum. He flooded the lad's innards and seemed to be driving Joss's juice out of his rigid body. Sperm spurted where they were joined dribbling down the lad's shiny stretched crack to stain the bedding beneath them.

Climax over Charles panting rested on his elbows cock still embedded and jerking as he stared glassy eyes down at the exhausted lad. Joss flexed his arse muscles on Charles tool wanting more action but the man was spent, he groaned and slowly pulled his semi hard cock from the hot sticky hole and collapsed on the bunk beside Joss who groaned in frustration. Charles head cleared and he smiled at the cum coated lad, he reached out and ran his fingers through the pearly puddles before bringing them to his lips licking and sucking the delicious teen juice.

Their mood was shattered by a knocking at the cabin door, Charles leapt to his feet and quickly pulled up and tidied his uniform before pulling the curtain across the bunk hiding his young lover before walking to the door opening it to find Bryce standing there holding a message. Bryce looked at his captain and grinned, as he smelt cum on the air, he whispered, "Was he as hot as he looks captain?"

Charles smiled back at Bryce and nodded as he read the urgent orders from Colombo, 'Foxhound was to transfer the refugees to the patrol boat and make all speed and join an Australian destroyer HMAS Stuart to lay down a night bombardment on the Gona/ Buna area, the main Japanese supply base for their operations in New Guinea.

Charles cursed inwardly but immediately began following orders, he got Joss up and dressed before exiting the cabin and hurrying to the bridge where he announced that the refugees assemble on deck immediately. The civilians appeared as Charles signalled the patrol boat to come alongside to accept the passengers. Heavy hemp buffers were positioned as the patrol boat approached, she slowed and positioned herself to crunch gently alongside, lines were attached to hold her in position as the passengers were helped over the side onto her cabin top. Joss hung back hoping Charles would allow him to remain on board but was sadly disappointed as he too was helped disembark. He stood there forlornly as the lines were cast off and the patrol boat moved slowly away, he waved to Charles watching from the bridge wing and saw him wave back before turning and ordering Foxhound to go ahead.

The water astern of the destroyer frothed and heaved as the huge props spun driving her lean length away from the smaller patrol boat. Charles called for the maps for the New Guinea area and he and the navigator began to work out the fastest course to meet the HMAS Stuart. On the patrol boat Joss watched forlornly as the destroyer sped off into the distance and eventually was lost to sight, he sadly went below into the small cabin and joined the others.

To be continued...
 

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Posted: 01/04/08