Date: Mon, 10 Dec 2007 04:33:02 -0800 (PST)
From: James Robinson <juzjamie20@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Disaster on the water

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       Atlantic Express, Chapter 37, by justjames17.

HMS Fox Hound is lying alongside in the harbour in Alexandria, her damage
from the narrow escape with the Italian Battleship necessitates her waiting
for repairs, she is way down the list of ships waiting as other heavier
more important vessels are being repaired before her. This gives the crew a
welcome break from the continual and dangerous escort duties, Charles gave
the starboard watch 3 days leave and the men cheered before racing to get
cleaned up and into shore going rig. The gunner was going ashore as was
Bryce and Charles wondered just where the two lads were going to spend
their time, the gunner having been seduced by Charles was now well and
truly thinking of male sex. Those going ashore fell in for inspection as
the duty officer inspected their uniforms and read the riot act to them
telling them to behave as representatives of His Majesties Navy.

Inspection over the seamen and the gunner walked down the brow onto the
wharf and headed for the dockyard gates where the sentries passed the
sailors through after checking their papers, Bryce followed along behind
the young lieutenant admiring his slim lithe form in his white summer
uniform, watching the officer's tight muscular arse. The milling seaman
blocked the footpath and spilled onto the road as they attempted to engage
gharries to make their way into the sun shimmering bustling city. The two
men finally climbed into respective vehicles and the overworked horses were
whipped into motion and the carriages jerked into motion clippy clopping
over the cobble-stoned road. They left the wharf area with its whare houses
and grimy streets and drove into the city proper watching the passing
kaleidoscope of oriental wonder that was Alexandria. The strange buildings
and minarets, the burnoose clad natives and their sultry but fully covered
women thronging the streets.

The drivers pulled up near the central square and the seamen paid the fares
after much haggling and cursing, they dismounted and stood amidst the
bustling throng. Bryce and Malcolm stood separately bewildered by the
hubbub and strange aromas of the Asiatic city, young Arab lads approached
them with sleazy pictures of naked or nearly naked women trying to sell
them to them, others approached with offers of spending time with beautiful
girls, it didn't take long for these shrewd youngsters to realise the
officer and the good looking sailor were not into sex with females so they
changed their tack and began whispering lude offers of spending time with
boys.

Bryce was excited with all the intriguing sights and the dark haired
swarthy youths milling about with their continuous offers of sex,
Lieutenant Douglas was confused by the pressure being exerted his sex drive
diminished markedly by the nervous tension created by the jabbering crowd
of Egyptian youths. Bryce eventually nodded agreement to an offer and was
whisked away, the officer seeing the young seaman leave became worried
being alone amongst the harassing lads, he quickly agreed and was soon
following Bryce towards an alleyway between the mud brick buildings.  Both
Englishmen were escorted to a building where the escorting lads knocked n
the door, it was opened and the nervous sailors entered into a large room
where strange aromas filled the air as incense was burnt adding to the
atmosphere. The lounges around the walls were filled with young men of
indeterminate ages, their smooth swarthy bodies glistening and obviously
oiled to display their utterly magnificent bare torsos, their loins covered
by skimpy cloths the material draped seductively over their hidden
genitals.  The Arab master greeted the two Englishmen rubbing his hands
together and bowing greasily his hawk like features and beard made Bryce
think of Fagan from Oliver Twist. The man was a total slime but he offered
both men a drink of local beer, they took the proffered glasses and sipped
the heavy ale as some of the lads began cranking an old fashioned
phonograph and it began filling the room with weird foreign music. The lads
began to dance, their shimmering almost naked bodies cavorting about the
room their movements simulating those of the female belly dancers. The
muscle control of their so slim sexy abdomens was incredibly erotic, their
swaying belly buttons moving hypnotically.  Bryce was seated on a lounge
between two lads who were caressing his thighs gradually moving their soft
hands up closer and closer to his tight bulging crotch in his white bell
bottomed trousers, while Malcolm was reclining his head resting on one
lad's lap while a second knelt between his spread thighs stroking his bare
knees and sliding up under the loose fitting legs of his white shorts.  The
strong beer seemed to have quickly subdued their qualms as they had silly
grins on their faces as if drunk. The two dancers were now close together
arms about each other as they continued slow dancing and grinding their now
fully aroused cocks together, their slim muscled buttocks exposed and
heavily dimpled as they moved erotically.  Bryce was giggling stupidly as
the boys groped him then began undoing the flap of his pants as he leaned
back allowing them easy access, his man hood was tugged out followed by his
full fuzzy balls as he moaned in a haze of sexual pleasure humping his hips
up encouraging the boys to strip the tight trousers down his smooth
legs. Malcolm watched with glazed eyes as his head spun like a top he ogled
Bryce's white flesh contrasting with the dark Arabic complexions of the two
lads stripping him. Malcolm's penis was hard and dripping in his underwear
as he watched Bryce's smooth young body appearing before his eyes, the two
lads stripping him slowly but oh so sexily as they stroked and licked the
young seaman's bare flesh.  Malcolm felt a warm wet mouth swallow his
overheated hard marlinspike, he gasped and tore his blurry eyes from the
trio on the other couch as he focused his eyes on the swarthy lad with his
bone buried deep in his caressing throat. The gunner groaned deep in his
chest as he squirmed and humped his hips upwards pressing his pubes against
the young Arab's stretched lips and nose, the lad just grunted and gobbled
on his long slender meat. Malcolm humped again and again the arched up as
the second lad drove a spit-wet finger into his tightly clenched anus.  The
lad's finger roved about rubbing at his throbbing rectum massaging the
silky crimson inner lining of his tunnel until it encountered his excited
swollen nut, the feeling as that digit massaged his gland drove Malcolm
higher arching right up off the couch as the boy sucking him off began
massaged his full throbbing nuts. A shout of delirious lust drew everyone's
attention to the tableaux as the gunner's balls tightened and drew up
forcing sperm to gush up his pulsing urethra to spurt out flooding the
young Arab's mouth and gushing like a river down his gulping gullet.  The
lads continued pleasuring the young handsome officer until he was drained
and whimpering for rest, the lads slowly withdrew from his quivering body
as they looked at their master who slavered an d drooled at the show, the
man nodded and turned his attention to the second group where Bryce was
stripped totally with one lad reaming his hot tight arse his dark mahogany
prick sliding in and out of those alabaster white mounds that were the
young sailor's arse, Bryce was writhing about on the couch pushing his
hungry hole onto the steely cock of the youth while his companion sucked
hungrily on Bryce's boner. The dual stimulation on his hot randy young body
soon had the totally horny seaman moaning feverishly as he surrendered to
the lads' sexual molestation. His watched through blurred feverish eyes his
hard pink bone being eaten by the swarthy slim young lad as the boy sucked
and bobbed up and down his agile tongue swabbing and teasing his excited
knob.  Bryce tightened his muscles trying to ease the desire to explode and
succeeded in holding off as he loved what the lads were doing to his body,
light fingers caressed his naked body, pinching and rolling his hard
nipples feeling his abs and tickling around his belly button, the lad
fucking his arse was holding tight to his slim waist fingers digging into
his sides as he hammered his tool in and out of Bryce's hungry hole. Time
and again Bryce was brought close to the edge then allowed to drift back
before the two reworked him and he was dragged quivering to the pinnacle.
Bryce was moaning to cum his balls screamed and ached abominably while his
tight arse hole was becoming sorer and beginning to burn like fire, he
wanted the youth to cum and quench the conflagration that seared his tight
overworked sphincter. He begged the boys, "Cum in me, flood me and let me
ejaculate too.  Ooh fuck! I'm on fire please oh please let me cum."  The
lads took pity on him and he felt the youth's cock swell deep up his rectum
as the boy ground against his aching arse hole his punes tickling his hot
cheeks as the lad pressed into him to pump his sweet teen sperm as far up
the sailor's hot arse as he could, this triggered Bryce who's tool spat
rope after thick white rope into the gullet of the lad sucking on his
pole. The lad coughed at the sudden and forceful spurting cum oozed from
his nostrils as Bryce filled his moist warm mouth to the max.  The lads
drained him totally then Bryce grasped the oral expert's head and brought
his face to his own and kissed the boy, tasting his juice on the lad's
tongue then he licked the sperm from where it had oozed from the boy's
nostrils. The three lay crushed together on the couch as they hugged and
kissed.  The master approached and handed out warm towels to clean up their
sweaty bodies and then he went away returning with more of the strong local
beer handing a bottle to each Englishman. The lads got up and left the room
while Malcolm and Bryce drank their beer and recovered their
equilibrium. As they drank that strange feeling of lethargy returned their
eyes blurred again and their heads spun making them feel ill, they gulped
down the beer thirst driving them on and when they finished the empty
bottles slipped from their fingers to clunk and roll on the floor. Both
Englishmen lay in a stupor on the divans, their naked bodies stark white
under the lighting against the ornate crimson brocade of the lounges.  The
master picked up their uniforms searching for their wallets and finding
them quickly removed the money therein and also their passes for the
dockyard. He moved to the old fashioned telephone mounted on the wall and
cranked the handle to alert the exchange, he was answered and he asked for
a number, the connection made he jabbered into the mouthpiece in
Arabic. The call finished he hung up the phone and called to the boys who
scampered back and stood awaiting their instructions, the man told the lads
to carry the two drugged sailors up stairs where they were to be locked
away.  The lads each grasping a limb lifted Malcolm up and struggled away
up the stairs to the floor above where the locked him in a room and
returned carrying Bryce up and locking him in with the unconscious officer
leaving them both naked on the bed but not before having a little more sexy
fun with the unconscious men. They put them in the 69 position and opened
their mouths stuffing each other's cocks and balls into their mouths. The
lads returned downstairs after locking the door, their master told them to
go to the kitchen and eat while preparing food for him and a guest soon to
arrive.  The lads went to the kitchen and began preparing refreshments
while grabbing a quick feed for themselves, the finger food was ready when
they heard the doorbell chime. Voices in the other room two speaking
English but with an accent, the master clapped his hands and the boys
carried in the steaming Arabic coffee pot and the food placing them on the
low tables where the master sat cross legged on cushions and his guests sat
on two chairs. The master dismissed the lads who left the room as the men
drank coffee and nibbled on the sweetmeats and small sandwiches.  The two
visitors asked to see the uniforms and papers of the two unconscious
seamen, they stripped off their civilian clothes and tried the uniforms on
for size, not perfect fits but passable and the men discussed what was to
be done.  They were going to enter the docks and leave explosive devices on
naval vessels if possible and in some of the storage sheds before leaving
once again. The Arab master asked if they thought they could do this
dangerous mission and both men replied it was for the Fuhrer and the
Fatherland as they snapped to attention clicking their heels and flinging
their arms up in the Nazi salute. They were confident that the British were
confident that here in Alexandria they were safe from attack, the brothel
master who was also a master spy for the Third Reich wished the two men
well and they left the brothel heading for where their explosives were
hidden.  Bryce slowly regained consciousness lying on the bed in the
windowless room upstairs, he was pinned under the gunner's inert body and
he struggled to push the man off him. He felt dizzy and weak from the drugs
in the beers they had drunk, he edged out from under the still unconscious
naked officer and rolled onto his side looking about the room with blurred
eyes. He realised the room was windowless but saw the door across from the
bed, he slid off the bed trying to stand on his rubbery legs but fell to
the floor, he crawled across the carpet to the door reaching up for the
ornate brass handle. He turned it to no avail the door was locked and
unyielding, he sat leaning against the door feeling the hard wood on his
bare back as he tried to remember where they were and what had occurred to
leave them naked and incarcerated.  His befuddled brain couldn't remember
anything so he crawled back and pulled himself back up onto the bed the
exertion tired him and fell into a drugged slumber once again. The sound
whispers outside the room then the sound of the lock opening didn't awaken
him as two lads entered and the door was relocked from the outside once
again, the two naked but erect boys approached the bed eyes roaming over
the two naked sailors enjoying the sight of their pale white skin. The two
lads walked to the bed one on each side and reached out to feel the men's
flaccid warm cocks.  They smiled at each other and whispered in Arabic,
"What nice big cocks these Britishers have, its no wonder the others
enjoyed sex with them now we can play with them too."  The two boys knelt
on the floor and began stimulating the floppy tools, they wanked and rubbed
them then as a little firmness began to show they took the semi hard dicks
into their sweet young mouths and began sucking and licking eagerly. Both
men's poles erected and stood hard as the lads climbed up onto the bed and
impaled themselves on the turgid tools, they rode like cowboys up and down
sliding their tight rubbery rings on the now throbbing hard ons as they
enjoyed themselves, both Englishmen although still out to it were zooming
towards heavy climaxes as the hot slick arses rammed up and down on their
hard meats. In unison both Malcolm and Bryce stiffened their breathing
laboured as their balls emptied in volcanic eruptions of hot male larva
filing the two lads arses and drooling down their shafts onto their sweaty
pubes and nuts.  Meanwhile the two disguised Nazi infiltrators approached
the guarded entry gates into the dockyards, the sentries on duty glanced at
the officer and seaman, both carrying suit cases as they approached then
cursorily examined their passes and allowed them to enter without worrying
about what they were carrying. The two men hurried on until they were in
the midst of the wharves where they looked about them for likely worthwhile
targets, they saw a heavy cruiser moored close by and moved in her
direction. The ship was in the process of being painted after repairs had
been made to her hull and a painter's plank was suspended own her side, all
was quiet around her so the men climbed onto the plank and using the ropes
lowered it nearly to the water level where they attached a heavy timed
charge to the hull before pulling themselves back up to the dock level,
they hurried on and set several more charges in warehouses close by filled
with stores and munitions.  The final charges were being placed in another
warehouse when the two saboteurs were forced to hide from a roving patrol
amongst the crates of supplies, as the naval patrol moved on they crept
from their hiding places after setting the final incendiaries devices
amongst the wooden crates. The two men immediately made their way back to
the main gates where they again presented the stolen passes and were passed
through. They hurried away from the wharf area to be well clear before
their devices exploded.


                      To be continued.


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