Date: Fri, 27 May 2011 01:02:19 +0100
From: Alex Carbine <alex.carbine@sky.com>
Subject: World Tour 05

World Tour 05

by Alex Carbine

Chapter Five

Mombasa continued


	I had filled several days with sight-seeing, and decided to have a
lazy day resting. Since I had arrived I had taken most of my meals outside
the Hotel, and had never had breakfast as the usual Hotel Fayre is normally
a self-service affair, where good food is spoiled by drying out in heated
dishes under lights. Today I descended to the Restaurant to find that there
was no self-service and everything was cooked to order.

	On entering I was greeted by the inevitable display of prefect
white teeth smiles from everyone serving. There were only a handful of
other guests which I nodded greetings to as I was guided to a table. A
chair was pulled back, I sat and my chair was skilfully pushed back to the
table. A mellow voice told me that 'if I did not mind, Sah, I would be
served by a member of Staff under training. Your Steward for the meal will
be Luke.' I turned to my right to be greeted by a beaming Luke, the young
lad I had met at the Massage. The older steward beside him said quietly, "I
believe Luke has already been of service to you, Sah," delivered with a
conspiratorial smile. "Yes David," I said, reading his name from his lapel
badge, "Young Luke has quite a capacity for working without instruction, a
talent I admired the last time we met." "Indeed, Sah. I am pleased to say
ALL the Bell-hops we employ are similarly self-motivated, and enjoy their
work, whatever we ask them to do," he replied smoothly.  "Well let Luke
take my order, and then you can see if he rises to the occasion, as
before."

	I gave Luke my food order and he disappeared into the revolving
doors to the kitchens. David remained hovering nearby. I called him over
and asked why Luke was now under training. "Because he is now a teenager,
Sah," answered David as if I ought to know. "It was his Birthday yesterday,
Sah." "Did he celebrate it? Was there a party?" I asked. "No Sah, The boys
work for their keep and shelter, Sah. When he is accepted as a Commis
Waiter, then he starts to earn small money, Sah."

	The breakfast passed without incident. Luke was a most attentive
waiter, and at the end I totally agreed with David that the service was
faultless, much to Luke's relief. Before they left, I asked David if I
could arrange a special function in my room, to which David replied, "Why
certainly, Sah." Then, in the hearing of David, I asked Luke if he could
arrange special time off, to attend his Birthday party in my Suite this
evening. He looked at David eagerly, and David said that he would have to
ask 'The Management', and I added that if he could be accompanied by his
choice of friends, and at least two adults of his choice to oversee the
occasion. David started to laugh. "Yes, Sah!," he said, "I can see that you
have thought of everything!" "I will probably need a few things from the
Pharmacy David....." "Understood Sah, I shall see to everything." "I leave
the choice of food to Luke, and I understand that McDonald's deliver." I
had learned that McDonalds was outside the pocket of the average local, and
at this Luke could hardly contain himself. "Oh thank you Alex, ... , err Mr
Carbine, you are too generous. I cannot repay you." "I am sure we can find
a way," I told him gently. "Shall we say I will see you at 8 o'clock. My
rooms will be available for set up from 6 o'clock. And I only want a soft
drink bar please, with a suitable barman, who can mix soft cocktails."

	I spent the morning on the seafront sun veranda, looked after by
Andrew again. At lunchtime he announced that there was a bar-b-q on the
beach, and asked if I would like to lunch there. I thanked him, and he
answered, "It is nothing Sah, considering I am to be one of your guests
tonight. Many thanks Sah!" "It will be my pleasure. Tell everyone that
tonight is not for Uniforms. Wear something light and loose." "I will tell
all, Sah."

	As I slept lightly during the afternoon, under the sun shades,
Andrew kept me fed with ice cold soft cocktails, and each time he would
stand with his midriff close to my head, seemingly so I could admire the
large tube-like lump in his tight trousers. I had bought some local print
clothing in the City the previous day and after my shower when I came in, I
changed into a pair of loose shorts and a printed shirt of African
design. Then I sat in my lounge and watched as the Stewards busied to set
up the tables for the buffet and bar. I asked how many guests I would
expect, and was told that all eight boys would attend, accompanied by the
Managed and three other employees. It sounded great.

	At 7.45pm there was a tap at the door, and I opened it to find Luke
on his own. He was very shy as I asked him in, and, whilst on his own, I
decided to give him his present, something I had had delivered to the Hotel
during the afternoon. Having ascertained that his accommodation had
electricity, (well you never know unless you ask), I had bought him a WII
with four controllers, so he and his friends could play. It was all wrapped
up in Birthday paper on the table, and he was utterly speechless when he
opened it. "Promise me you will not sell it," I said, knowing that it was
worth more than his potential wages could ever afford. "Never Sah," he said
wet eyed, "Not ever, never, Sah." Then he came over to where I was sitting,
sprawled himself over my lap, and gave me the most wonderful kiss, as
thanks. As his tongue moved in my mouth I could feel my cock hardening
under him. He moved slightly and pulled my zip down. He had just taken my
erection in his hand when there was a knock at the door. "Later Sah,
later," he said and jumped up. I stood and zipped myself away, and went to
the door.

	To say the Party was a success would be an understatement. By 10
o'clock we were gorged, and watered, and I was told to sit and watch the
'entertainment'. Luke and I sat side by side on a couch, the floor area had
been cleared of tables, and everyone else sat in chairs or on the
floor. The Manager was flanked by two boys, James the Masseur and Andrew
the Sun Lounger attendant each had a boy with them and they sat expectantly
as Luke rose and turned to me. "I want to thank you personally for this
party, and for my really special present, and I have been asked to thank
you on behalf of all my friends present. I am told that this has never
happened before." He paused and looked over towards the door on the far
side of the room. "I am told that the entertainment is now ready, and so
especially for you, my friend Alex, and for the enjoyment of all the
others, may I introduced my big friend Paul, and my co-workers Peter and
Mark." And with this he stood in front of me and took off his 't' shirt and
shorts. He was wearing the briefest of white thongs, and his little cock
and balls nestled in it's pouch. He then leaned over me and started to
unbutton my shirt. "I want you to be comfortable Alex." I helped him take
off my shirt, but when he tried to tug my shorts down, I stood up to make
it easier. My shorts dropped to the ground leaving me in my black silk
jock. Luke lifted his hand to my balls and held them, looking around at the
gathering and giving his toothy smile. Everyone was shedding garments to
make themselves 'comfortable' as Paul and his two young friends Peter and
Mark came into the room.

	Peter and Mark were totally naked. Paul was wearing a white
swimming jockstrap, his black African skin and muscular body in stark
contrast to the plain white fabric retaining (and only just) the lumps of
his crown jewels. They came into the middle of the cleared area and then
Paul dropped to his knees. Peter made a hand-stand and Paul took hold of
his legs. Drawing the lad to him, Paul took Peter's soft cock in his mouth,
and started to suck his circumcised length. Mark lay down between Paul's
legs and, holding Paul's bum cheeks apart, started to lick and tongue probe
his arsehole. My cock was stiffening beneath Luke's bare bottom, as he had
sat in my lap, his back against my stomach, so that we could both watch
'the entertainment'.

	I reached round his waist and took hold of his little acorn cock,
feeling it stiffen and lengthen as I gently wanked him. After a few seconds
he climbed off me and went to the table behind me, returning with a condom
packet. He tore it open with his teeth and then rolled it down my
erection. Elsewhere in the room, the boys were standing and being sucked
off by their older friends, or having their little rings filled with one or
more adult fingers. Peter had reached full erection when he finally
returned to the upright, and Mark then stood on hands and legs and
presented his small dark brown ring to be tongued and licked by Paul, who
had now got onto all fours. Peter opened a carrier bag and brought out a
white 9 inch dildo cock, which he proceeded to lubricate and then insert
into Paul's hole, twisting it one way then the other as it slid in, quite
easily, up to it's balls.

	Luke, back on my lap, had put his hands either side of his waist
and was pulling his arse cheeks apart. I felt the head of my stiff cock
touch the moist heat of his hole. He leaned back into me, his head beside
mine and he kissed me as best he could. He leaned forward and squirted some
KY onto my knob-head and his hole entrance, then wriggled and guided my
cock with his hands between his legs, and I felt my flared bell-end enter
his anus. Once inside his sphincter he leaned back again and I felt my cock
slide up into him as he applied his weight onto my shaft. The heat in the
boy was amazing.

	By now Peter was on his hands and knees and Mark was laying on top
of his back, their buttocks facing Paul, their arseholes winking with
anticipation. Paul stood facing us as he slowly peeled the swim jock down
his legs. His cock was only half hard, but it jutted out from his body like
a giant inverted 'J'. His semi-hardon was already nine inches or so, and
becoming longer, harder and fatter. He applied some lubricant and it
glistened stickily as it rose to its' full size, a massive ten and a half
inches long (27 cm), eight inches (21 cm) round and two and a half inches
(7 cm) diameter. He stood behind the boys and slid his curled fist up and
down his spike, then he rolled a condom down the considerable length and
plunged first into Mark and then Peter, taking the boys in turns for
several strokes. Luke had his feet on my knees and his arms behind him on
my shoulders, and was moving his bum up and down my hard length, his rectum
squeezing my shaft as he moved. I kissed his right ear before whispering,
"I want to fuck you face to face."

	He raised himself off me and rolled over to be on his back along
the sofa cushions. I stood up, my cock waving from side to side, watching
him raise his legs into the air and then hold them open presenting me his
little brown button. I took hold of his legs and kissed the soles of his
feet before guiding my stiffness into his love sleeve. I watched as the
whole length of me disappeared into his body as he gasped through his
smile, "Fuck me Alex! Give it to me hard." Although the words sounded as
though they were from a 'B' movie, I understood the sentiments, and began
to long-shaft him fast and hard. One of the other boys was facing me,
draped over the back of the sofa whilst David-the-Steward shafted his
bottom from behind. I leaned over and traded kisses with the boys jerking
mouth.

	Then I could feel myself beginning the final stretch before
cumming. I told Luke and he said, "No. Not yet!" I stopped pumping and
slipped out of him. He sat up and walked over to the carrier bag in the
middle of the room, stopping to kiss Paul wetly on the mouth and say
something to him I could not hear. Paul stopped shafting the boys and
turned to me with a flashing smile. Luke returned with an inflating butt
plug and said, "It's for you."

	I could hardly refuse, after all it was his Birthday and I had just
been knocking six bells out of his ass. I put one leg on the sofa and Luke
slipped the plug in. As I turned back Paul said to me,as he stood by my
side, "Do you think you will be able to take me?" His words sank in and his
face showed genuine concern. I looked at Luke, to see him grinning and
nodding wildly. I Knew I could take his monster as I had taken similar
before.

	Luke came to our side and took hold of Paul's cock in one hand and
the pump bulb to my butt plug in the other. As his small hand slowly wanked
Paul's pulsing penis, he gave an occasional pump to my plug. I could feel
it gaining in size, but it was not hurting me. "It all seems to be taken
care of," I answered Paul who went and sat on the sofa and leaned back, his
cock pointing up invitingly for me.

	I released the pressure from the plug and carefully removed it from
my hole. With Luke guiding me I reversed to the sofa and bent at the waist
and knees, letting Luke aim Paul's prick into my gaping rectum, as I
lowered myself onto it. Even with the pre-stretching I had had, it still
felt a large item to accommodate. I relaxed my ring and felt the rim of the
purple head scrape into my cavity, and then sensed more than felt the
length and girth that followed. I began to feel very full down there, and
my cock constantly bubbled up clear pre-cum, dripping to the carpet in a
long line, as the cock grazed my prostate in its' travels. Then I could go
no further. I had taken the whole length. I let my held breath go, and
sucked in fresh supplies.

	It is said that once you have taken an African cock, you will
always want more, and never be satisfied. Certainly, the fuck I received
from Paul lived up to that standard. With care Paul and I stood up still
enjoined, and then I spread my legs and held the sofa's arm. Paul slid in
and out of me at a gentle rate to begin with, quickening after a couple of
minutes. Luke's mouth found my dripping cock and he lapped my nectar up as
fast as I produced it. I let my head droop between my arms, and simply
enjoyed the fuck, the suck, the noise, everything.

	Everything came back into focus for me when I realised that Paul
was about to cum. He now pushed into me with a purpose and his fuck-rate
increased. Then I heard him grunt as he jerked and bucked. I felt the pipe
under his cock and his helmet swell, and I imagined his swinging balls were
now up tight up to the base of his cock, then felt the heat of his
ejaculate as he over-filled the teat of the condom with his milk. Luke,
beneath me, squealed with delight when some of the sperm squished out and
dripped onto his chest. Paul withdrew out of me, and I straightened up. I
turned and he shook my hand, nodding and laughing with delight. Luke bobbed
up between us, his naked chest smeared with cum. "Now you cum for me!" he
told me. He grabbed my half hard cock and stuffed it into his mouth. His
hand started a furious dance back and forth along my length. I sat on the
sofa arm and he ministered to me, his left hand on my cock, his right on
his, both wanking at speed. I felt my sap rise, and told him. His mouth
never left my hard flesh, but his right hand speeded up even more. Seconds
later I was fountaining into Luke's mouth. After the first couple of
spurts, he pulled away and the fruits of my remaining contractions painted
thick white lumps over his his nose, eyes and hair. As little Luke began
his ecstasy waltz, Paul inserted a finger into his tight bum, whilst I
cupped his tight walnut balls. Luke's four inches spewed several times as
he danced and wanked, skewered on Paul's finger, and I managed to catch
most of it in my palm, which Luke held to his face and licked it
clean. Then we flopped onto the sofa, Luke flanked by Paul and me. As we
lay back, Luke's little hands held our softening cocks.

	"There is the whole night left," he playfully whined. "You can't
stop now." And, do you know, we didn't!


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