Date: Sun, 27 Feb 2011 09:46:26 -0700
From: Brian Suddards <suddar40@telus.net>
Subject: Foreign Service 3

Disclaimer: This story deals with boy to boy sex, man to man and other
aspects of consensual sex between males. If it is illegal to read these
storied in your State or Province, you should leave this sight now. This
story is fiction.

Chapter 3

The short trip to Accra, was over real quick. The house we were driven to
was a veritable mansion compared to what we had been used to. The two young
boys were a lot older than we first thought. Both were near seventeen. The
bad diet they had before was now supplemented with good food any time they
wanted. They proved to be both very capable servants as well as bed
partners, enjoying everything Sahib and I did. The boys filled out with
good food and good exercise in and out of bed.

With war raging in almost every part of the earth, we enjoyed a good
respite from the hell others had to contend with. I knew it would not
continue, our separate part of things was shattered when MI 5 learned of
Sahibs ability to pick up languages. He was transferred to the Language
school in San Francisco, USA. I cried after he left, wondering weather I
would ever see him again. Very soon after that I was moved to Washington
DC. I took both boys with me. That appeared to me to be a standard. It was
happening in almost every station in the Empire. Having servants you liked
was allowed. Both boys were very happy, but missed Sahib as I did.

I was now moving up in the Foreign Service. No longer considered an
intelligence officer, I was still required to brief officers from all the
allied powers. I met the President of the US, Prime Minister Churchill on
one of his visits on board a battle cruiser. Sahib was now in my homeland
England. God I missed him and it must have showed when I met Churchill.

"What's your problem Sir." He asked.

"Sorry Mr. Prime Minister, you have enough problems. Mine are insignificant
compared to yours Sir."

"Nonsense Sir. I prefer all my men to be happy. You obviously are not
Captain."

"I'm not sure you would understand Sir."

"Try me." He said with a twinkle in his eye.

"The man I love is in England. His two boys are with me. I just wish I was
with him."

"Captain, I wish I was at home watching my roses grow. We each must endure
great hardship. You love him very much. Would he feel the same for you if I
took you from a very important position just to be beside him. Captain, I
know you. I have read your record. You Sir I should bow to as I do my
King. You are a very important cog in my machine. Maybe more than we both
know. When you return to Washington, I suggest you start packing."

"I'm being transferred again Sir."

"I didn't say that Captain." He said as he chuckled.

When I returned to Washington, orders awaited me. Temporary duty Orders.

First to Hawaii and Admiral Nimitz head quarters. I gave both my boys
uniforms and side arms ans also got them trained in their use. Compared to
me they were damn good shots. I designated then as servants and body
guards. The Americans, not knowing much about English policy accepted it
without question. Blacks in the US were not treated very good I saw
often. I wanted to make sure those boys were always with me.

Both were very happy, but really missed Sahib as I did.

While I had been in Washington, I spent most of my time at Navy
Headquarters, actually in the plans and operations office. I knew Overlord
was in the works. I knew what the Americans were doing in the
Pacific. Weather it was my degrees in Law or International Relations or
something else, I could pick apart a plan and find errors almost
instantly. Someone very high had obviously noticed my Ability, thus my
transfer to Naval Headquarters Pacific at Pearl Harbor.

Before I left for Pearl Harbor, I was issued with a complete set of Royal
Navy uniforms. Wearing white, I arrived to report for duty. My two Young
Boy Friends remained at the hotel I had been assigned as my quarters. The
four solid bars of a Captain pulled more weight in Pearl than I would have
thought considering all the US Naval officers I met.

Ushered quickly into the CINC Pacific theater of Operations, I was met by
Admiral Chester Nimitz. He quickly walked around his desk and stuck out his
hand.

"Welcome to Pearl Harbor Captain. I have been told we have buggered up some
our plans. I guess I have you to thank for that opinion."

Before I could speak he carried on.

"Relax Captain, I for one am very glad you have showed us our errors. Saves
both manpower and ships. You are very highly thought of in both Washington
and London. Now lets go have a look shall we."

He grabbed his hat and walked out of his office. Men slammed to attention
as he walked by. I just followed. Once we were out side he motioned me up
beside him.

"You're a very well travelled man Captain. I haven't been in half the
countries you have. You did a very good job with our forces in China. I
guess Macarthur agreed as well. From what I have read about you, you do
very well at anything you set your mind to."

We crossed a busy road and walked up to a nondescript looking building. The
two soldiers at the door made it an important building. Both presented arms
as we entered. Inside was very cool.

"Wish I could spend more time here. The air conditioning is very nice."

We walked down a short hall and he entered another room. We were on a
catwalk above a huge room. On the floor of the room were two huge map
boards. One showed the western seaboard of the US and the Central
Pacific. The other the Western Pacific, including Australia and as far west
as India. Flags covered both maps and men and women with head sets on moved
flags when told to.

"Welcome to our war room Captain."

I just stood silently looking at the room. As I was looking an officer
walked up to the Admiral and saluted.

"This is Captain Stone RN, he is to given full access to all areas of
operations. Make sure he has a pass to anything he wants to see and
read. No exceptions."

"Yes Sir." The officer turned and walked briskly away.

"Now lets go meet the people you shot down while you were in Washington."
He chuckled.

WE walked out and further down the hall. We came to a door marked `NO ENTRY
AUTHORIZED PERSONAL ONLY'. The Admiral never even knocked, just opened the
door and walked in. The twelve men around a big conference table jumped to
attention. The Admiral just waved them back into their seats. One of the
officers seeing me quickly covered a map board on an easel.

"Gentlemen relax. This is Captain Harry Stone RN. I believe he was the one
that shot down some of your most cherished dreams."

The twelve men looked at me. Some with out right anger and others with a
smile. A short Admiral got up and walked over and put out his hand.

"Earl Walker, very happy to finally meet you Captain."

"Well I am going to leave you here with these fine gentlemen
Captain. Remember gentlemen he is one of our allies, so you can't hurt
him." He chuckled and then turned and left.

The Admiral introduced me to all the men in the room and then motioned for
me to sit down.

"So you think we are wrong with some of our operational plans Captain." One
of the men said with almost a snarl.

"I didn't say you were wrong. What I said was you had your priorities ass
backward."

"You want to explain that Captain?"

"What the US is doing in the Pacific is correct. You are taking out Islands
occupied by the Japanese. Your plan to take back the Aleutians is totally
wrong. They have no strategic value. Leave them, they can't be resupplied
and will eventually starve. Diverting Men and ships that could be used
elsewhere.

Next, Micronesia. What value do they have for you or Japan. Absolutely
none. Why the Japanese took them in the first place is beyond me. They
don't even make a good stop on their way to Australia. You have plans to
take them back. Leave them too, they can be picked up later after they too
are isolated. The priority should always be Japan and the Mainland. The
home Island, that is what is important to the Japanese."

Macarthur is working toward the Philippines. If the Central Pacific is not
cleaned up as he gets close to his objective, then he's going to be in a
real world of hurt. Attack in the Center Gentlemen. Attack closer to the
homeland. Get Islands where you can use the B29 to attack the Japs where it
hurts most."

I got up and walked to one of big wall maps.

"Here, here and here. Indicating Iwo Jima, Guadalcanal and Okinawa. Those
three Islands should be your primary objectives."

I shut up and sat down.

There was total silence in the room. The short Admiral got up and walked to
the map and looked long and hard at it. He then turned and looked right at
me.

"There are a lot of islands between us and those three islands. It is going
to be very costly to take them out."

"I didn't say it would not be costly. In fact I think it is going to be
very costly in both men and ships. The closer you get to the mainland Japan
the harder the resistance is going to be. Okinawa is considered one of the
Japanese home islands."

I got up and walked to the map. Checked the scale and then calculated in my
head several things.

"What's the operational range of your subs?"

"About 6,000 miles or thirty days." The Admiral said.  "So, a sub leaving
Pearl, takes about 10 days to get close to Japan. Has ten days to find and
sink ships. Then ten days back."

"Essentially yes." He said.

I pointed to an Island on the map.

"This Island has a real excellent harbor, Better than Pearl. Shallow water
makes it impossible to attack with subs. The Island itself ships rubber and
food to Japan. Take it out and you give your submarines a forward operating
base, plus an anchorage to attack any island with almost 600 miles."

"Your subs would have less than a thousand miles to travel. Gives them more
time on station and more time to sink ships. It's less than a thousand
miles from Pearl and a thousand miles closer to Japan."

"Thank you Captain. I was of two minds before I met you. Now I am convinced
you are right and we are wrong. I'll have someone show you out."

I was dismissed. I went back to my hotel. Both boys almost mobbed me as I
entered. Both were perfect servants. Helping me undress and then helping me
bathe. I knew what they wanted from all the attention they were giving
me. They got their wish. We spent the rest of the day in bed. As much as I
loved Sahib, I still loved black cocks inside every hole I had. Buddy and
Muja, really knew how to make me happy. For a few days all I did was sit
and listen in the planning room. I had both Saturday and Sunday off and
took the two boys on a tour of Hawaii.

The next day I was back at Naval Headquarters. I was quickly ushered into
Admiral Nimitz office. The short Admiral was also present.

"Well Captain you did what I had hoped you would. You put us back on
track. Your advice will taken as presented. Admiral Walker has requested
that you join our staff. I was sorry to have to turn him down. I realize
you have only been here a few days, but your presence has been requested
elsewhere. Have a good trip and god speed Captain."

I was astounded as both Admirals stood and saluted me.

Back at my hotel, I told the boys to pack.

"Where we go now?" Buddy asked.

"I don't know love, but I guess someone else wants to pick my brain."

"Well I know what I want to pick on." He laughed.

Muja and Buddy were just like Sahib. They would have gladly spent all their
time in bed with me.

"Tonight love, we all can have fun."

"I wish Sahib here to enjoy too." Muja said.

"Me too love." Mentioning Sahib brought tears to my eyes.

Both boys were quickly in my arms. Both were crying too.

"Soon we together again. I feel it in my heart Hairy." Buddy said.

"Not soon enough for me love."

After another night of enjoying all their delights we were driven to the
docks. Another Martin Flying Boat was waiting. I wondered where I was
headed now. The sealed envelope I was given with orders not to open it
until we were airborne intrigued me. It seemed more cloak and dagger to
me. Something out of spy novels.

Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia. That was my next stop. I knew it was
in Macarthur's area, but I thought his Headquarters were in Victoria. A
very long and very boring flight.

We landed early in the day and we were taken to a huge house on the
outskirts of Darwin. The house reminded me of pictures I had seen of
Plantation Houses in the old South in the US. I couldn't believe I was the
only one in residence. I was told it was VIP quarters for visitors and I
was the only VIP presently here.

After a long hot bath with both Buddy and Muja helping we lounged in shorts
on the balcony. A wide expanse of green grass, with flower beds dotting the
grounds. It really was a very beautiful place. We also saw several black
men working. Black men in Australia? Then I thought about the Australian
Aboriginals.

Buddy voiced my thoughts.

"I wonder if they are built like we are."

"You a mind reader now love."

A knock came at our door. Muja jumped up and answered the door.

A very well built and dressed Commander walked into the suite and out to
the balcony.

"Welcome to Australia Sir. Macarthur will be here on Tuesday. You are free
until then. If you are interested in fishing, the river has some nice
fish. You can also swim if you choose."

"Thank you Commander." He turned and left.

So I was going to have another meeting with Macarthur. I wondered if it was
going to be as short as the first one.  "We have all weekend and one more
day." Buddy laughed.

"Can we go swimming? Muja asked.

"Sure, lets go."

We quickly changed into swim suits and walked out the front and down the
lawn. As we came to the young man working Muja talked to him.

"Where's the best pace to swim?"

"Just upstream, there is a small Island. It best there Sir."

"Can you show us? Muja asked.

The young man stood up. He was about the same height as Muja. He had on a
simple G-string affair. No shirt. The G-String hid a very nice basket.

"Yes." He said and turned and headed down to the river.

In back the G-string was just a thin strap up between his ass cheeks. He
had a very nice butt.

Both my boys smiled seeing that cute ass walk away. We quickly followed.

We followed him along the river for perhaps two hundred yards. He stopped
and indicated we could cross to a small Island.

"Show us please." Buddy said.

He waded into the river, the water came up only to his knees. We
followed. Once we were on the small Island he walked between several small
trees until he came to a small beach.

"Water here deep, good for swimming." He said.

Not being shy around anyone he was interested in Buddy walked up close to
the young man and placed his hand right on the bulge in his G-String. The
boys eyes got very big, but he never stepped back or stopped Buddy's hands
from exploring. AS Buddy moved to pull down his covering, he stepped
back. He undid an end of the covering and unwound it from his basket. Very
soon he was nude in front of Buddy. His cock was about 6 inches long and
not overly thick. It had a very long fore skin. Buddy stepped closer and
sank to his knees. He took the young mans cock straight into his
throat. The young man just stood with a look of wonderment on his
face. Buddy started to bob on the mans cock. He started to moan. Very soon
I saw Buddy swallowing. Wow the kid got off fast. When Buddy sat back I saw
a nice 8 inch cock. The pink head of his cock gleamed in the sunlight. I
knew right then what I wanted.

I pulled off my swimming trunks and laid on the hard sand. As I pulled my
legs back to him, he gestured me to get on my knees. As soon as I turned my
ass to him he was quick to kneel and push his hard cock into my hole. Damn
it felt good, and I moaned in pleasure. He fucked me I long slow strokes. I
guess his first was an anomaly. He lasted a long time. Finally I felt his
hot seed fill my ass. I almost passed out from the sheer pleasure he was
giving me. As he pulled out Buddy dropped and ran his tongue into my ass. I
almost blew onto the sand feeling his tongue inside my hole.

Muja I saw was sucking the young mans cock.

We all stopped almost at once.

"You want fuck me?" The young man asked.

"Which one." Muja asked.

"All please. I fuck one while you fuck me."

"Wow!" was all Muja said before he presented his ass to the boy.

The young man was quick to enter Muja as Buddy entered the young man. I
crawled under Muja and sucked his cock. This really was great. As Buddy
hammered into the young man he pushed him into Muja, which made him slam
into my throat. What a rush. My cock did explode.

The rest of the afternoon we took turns. The young man got fucked and
sucked by all of us and in turn he fucked and sucked us. The best afternoon
in a long while.

All, including the young man were worn out. We soaked briefly in the water
before heading back to the house. When we left the young man on the grass
he asked if he could come swimming with us again.

"Anytime you want." I said.

After hot showers and food we sat and talked about the young black
Australian.

"He's very experienced. He must have done it lots." Muja said.

"Well considering how fast he came the first time he must not have had much
for a while." Buddy said.

"I like how he tastes. But I didn't get to taste all of him. Maybe
tomorrow." I said.

The two boys laughed and pushed me onto the floor. One pushed my legs up
while the other straddled my chest. Muja entered me and pushed deep. Buddy
dropped onto my cock while pushing his very nice ass into my face. Using my
free hands I spread Buddy's cheeks and dove in with my tongue. Tasting all
three inside Buddy set me off. That clamped my ass tight on Muja and he
blew inside me. God I loved to do this. I figured any guy was fair game for
me. I think I could have sucked or got fucked by anyone. All they need do
was ask. We collapsed on the floor, all of totally spent from an afternoon
and an evening of sex.

Sleep came real easy, especially with two very loving and very versatile
boys beside me.

The morning ritual for us was almost a constant. I drained one of the boys,
One drained the other and the one I drained drank my piss. We refrained
from the other end. Not that we could not do it or did not enjoy it, but
once Muja had become very sick for several days. Now it only happened when
we rimmed. After a long bath, we dressed for the day. Shorts with bathing
suits underneath. Sandals and t-shirts. Very similar to what we wore in
Africa.

After a really good breakfast we explored our home, well temporary
home. About ten Buddy and Muja wanted to head down to swim. We didn't see
the young man but that was okay too. We could really get some swimming in.

We met the young man at the place where we crossed to the Island.

"You swim now?" He asked.

"Yes." I said.

"My friends like swim to, is Okay?"

"Yes, of course." I said.

The smile across his face made him look so much better.

We crossed the river to the Island. I could hear the laughter and talking
of his friends as we got closer. When we walked out onto the small beach I
was confronted with a panorama of black cocks and asses. Some boys were in
the water, while others sat on the sand.  "My Friends." The young man said.

Some of the men and boys were older, while others were much younger. He
greeted them and said I was a visitor. Very soon I was nude with a cock in
my mouth and another in my ass. Muja and Buddy were similarly engaged. It
was an afternoon of total uninhibited sex. They balked at rimming, but that
did not stop all three of us enjoying there asses. Very late we staggered
back to the house. Sated was an understatement.

I rimmed both boys, tasting a multiple of loads, they took turns with their
tongue in my ass. Both got as good as they gave me. I was very happy and
relaxed.

The weekend and Monday went by too quickly and with similar escapades. The
boys working on or near the house were very happy to accommodate anything
we wanted to do. I dressed for my meetings with Macarthur. The boys made
sure I was perfect. My shoes shone and everything was perfect before they
would let me leave.

"You boys can do as you please. I don't know how long I will be. If it is
like the last time I might be back shortly."

I knew instantly where they would be going and who with.

I almost envied their youth. Ha, well they were 10 years younger than me.

When I really thought about it I was very young to be a Captain in the
Royal Navy or even as they said a Foreign Officer 8. There were only two
grades higher I could go. I thought about it. Ambassador Harry Stone. I
laughed.

"What's funny Hairy?" Buddy asked.

"Just thinking love. See you boys later. I love you both."

I knew I was not Ambassador material. Sahib might be. He was far smarter
than I was. God I wished I knew what was going on. I had sent letters
almost daily and had yet to receive a reply. Was what he was doing so
secret he could not even write. Just a single word from him would keep me
very happy.

"You okay Captain?' The young yeoman had noticed my distress.

"Yes fine. Thank you."

The Headquarters CINC Western Pacific was a veritable fortress. The guard
at the gate checked my Identification and even checked the trunk of the
military car I was in. Everywhere I saw armed men. Some I recognized as
Australian Soldiers with their hats. Others with Maroon berets I did not
recognize.

The two soldiers at the entrance who snapped off a very precise present
arms were in Dark blue, immaculate uniforms. AS I waited just inside the
door I heard on say to the other.

"Core lad. He must be bloody important. Never seen a RN Captain with a
Silver Star before."

"That's American right." The other answered.

"Too right lad."

I was ushered down a long hall and right into Macarthur's office.

"Captain, we meet again. How was your trip?"

"Fine General."

"I apologize for our last meeting Captain. It came at the wrong time."

"No need to apologize Sir. You are I know always busy."

"That's not an excuse for me Captain. If I had known everything about you
Sir, you would still be on my staff."

"I don't understand Sir."

Don't you know? No I guess not. General Chennault recommended a DSC for
you. It was turned down. The best I could do was a Silver Star. If I had
known what you were capable of I would never have let you go. You deserve
that DSC and by god you will get it eventually."

I am very glad you were the fox in that hen house in Pearl. I have been
trying since the beginning to convince them that Japan and its Resources
are the key to winning. Fucking Navy never listens to the Army."

He said that very vehemently.

I took it there was no love lost between the Navy and him. I remained
silent.

"Captain I brought you here for one purpose only. I want you revue every
single operation my staff have planned. Find me the flaws so I can correct
them before we put them into operational orders. You do that Captain I'll
ask your Prime Minister for a knighthood for you."

"General a trip home would please me more."

"That I can not promise, but like me you are destined for bigger things. I
might end up a foot note in history, but you Harry Stone will probably have
a whole page."

"I don't really understand you Sir."

"Captain Stone, I have been given you for one month. Then your off back to
Washington. The war in Europe is not going well for the Allies. Too many
losses in the Atlantic, to many casualties. I know of the plan but not its'
overall objectives. I think they want you to dissect it. Find the flaws and
then implement changes. Harry I hate to say it but you are very important
to all of us who serve."

I left his office. Another Us Navy Captain showed me to my new office. It
was pretty bare. A desk. Several chairs and a wall of filing cabinets.

"A records clerk will open any of the plans you need to look at."

It was then I noticed the filing cabinets were numbered.

He turned and left. I sat down in one of the chairs. A few minutes later an
enlisted man walked in.

"Where do wish to start Sir?"

"I guess the next operation."

He went to file cabinet and dialed in his number on the combination
lock. He dropped a thick file on my desk. Two red strips and the words TOP
SECRET were on the folder.

OPERATION CYCLOPS: I read on the first page,

I sat back and started to read. The plan was good with a few flaws in their
thinking. Nothing that would really hurt the operation. I knew no plan
lasted longer than first contact with the enemy. A very well hung Captain
had taught me that in China. I needed a map of the operational area, to be
sure that it would all work. I spoke to the enlisted man.

"I need operational maps of the Western regions on these bare walls."

"I don't have authorization for that Sir."

"Then find someone who does. The General wants me to check all his
plans. To do that I need maps. Find someone who can supply me with the maps
I want."

This went on for the next week. Every time I asked for something specific,
I was told I didn't have authorization or they were not authorized to
supply it. I finally lost it. I stormed out of my office and down to the
Generals.

"You can't go in there Sir." The clerk jumped up.

I just barged into the General Office.

"Yes Captain." He looked at me with narrowed eyes.

"You want me to check every operation you have planned, but when I ask for
maps, sorry sir your nor authorized. I ask for fleet deployments. Sorry Sir
your not authorized. Well if you want me check all your plans General I
suggest you give me what I need, otherwise you might just as well send me
off to another post where I don't want to be."

"You will have what you need Captain. Colonel make it happen."

"Yes Sir."

As I left the office I heard Macarthur say. `I wish I had the balls when I
was his age.."

The next 30 days went by pretty quick. I did find errors in some
operations, but for the most part his planning staff were pretty close to
right. Looking at his overall strategy I also figured General Macarthur's
operations were taking second place to the operations in the Central
Pacific under Nimitz and Halsey. He did get the support ships and troops he
needed, but I was sure there was not much love lost between him and Nimitz.
After I was done and a few days off, I received orders again. Back to
Washington. Well at least I was closer to my love in Washington. Two very
long flights got me to California. Another long flight by DC 4 got me to
Washington in late December 1943.

I knew Operation OVERLORD was scheduled for early summer 1944. I was given
an office and then the operational plans for OVERLORD. My god it was about
twenty thick files, some almost a foot thick. I would never be able to read
all these files. The US had learned very well how to assault a beach. I
just tossed away the actual landing and concentrated on what happen after
they had secured the beach head. Some things I knew were not right.

As I sat thinking, two Sgt's walked in and proceeded to secure the files.

When I looked up, one spoke.

"Christmas day after tomorrow Sir. No one works tomorrow."

Just like that. Washington shuts down for Christmas. What about all the men
and boys in the Atlantic or in the Pacific. They couldn't just shut down
for Christmas. In a daze I walked out of my office pulling on my great
coat.

"Captain Stone, Captain Harry Stone." I heard behind me.

"Yes." I said somewhat annoyed.

"I believe these are yours Sir." He handed me a buddle of letters.

I saw Sahib's precise script. His letters. My eyes instantly watered.

"Thank you. Thank you very much. Merry Christmas." I said as I turned and
walked away almost in a daze.

I don't remember my trip back to the hotel or even anything that
happened. Both boys knew something was wrong when I walked into the
suite. I handed them the bundle as I dropped my coat. Both boys were
instantly in tears too. After getting comfortable we sat on the floor and
read and reread each letter. Sometimes crying or laughing. We hugged each
other and cried together. None of the letters said where Sahib was or what
he was doing but all said the same thing. He loved us all missed us as much
as we missed him.

It was just after midnight when I phoned down to get a bottle of Champagne
sent up. The young man who delivered it had a very noticeable limp. When I
looked I saw instantly why he was not in uniform. One leg was obviously
shorter than the other. He had a thick platform shoe on one foot. He was
very good looking with bright red hair.

Myself and the boys were all just wearing our underwear and he looked long
and hard at all three of us. Muja picked up on that right away and I saw
him smile.

"Will you open it please." I said as I looked for my billfold.

Muja walked up beside him as he worked to open the bottle.

""You very good looking. What your name?"

"James, Sir."

"Me not Sir. Harry Sir. My name Muja. That's Buddy over there."

"Nice name Muja. Where are you from?'

"Ghana, in Africa. Harry and Sahib our lovers."

His eyes got real big when Muja called me his lover.

"Can you stay a while James or do you have to still work?" I asked.

"No Sir. I'm off now for the night. This was my last delivery."

"Would you like to stay and celebrate Christmas with us?" I asked.

"Well I guess I could stay for a while."

"Good, you get comfortable like us." Muja said and turned James toward him.

James didn't even move as Muja undid the button of his coat and slipped it
off. As he reached for the belt holding up his pants, he started to shake.

"Muja not hurt. Muja make you feel great."

He didn't stop Muja from undoing his belt and letting his pants drop. As
Muja kneeled to remove James pants I looked at Buddy. His large black cock
was already almost rock hard. Muja carefully removed both James shoes and
socks. James turned very red. I also saw he was sporting a pretty hard cock
in his white shorts.

Muja was still kneeling in front of him.

"That very nice James." He said as leaned forward and kissed the end of
James cock under his shorts. James visibly jumped and looked down. With one
leg shorter than the other he was using Muja's shoulders to keep himself
steady. Muja took it another way and pulled down James shorts and swallowed
his cock. James flung his head back and moaned. I know he would have fallen
over if he wasn't holding Muja's shoulders. Muja bobbed on the boys
cock. It did not take long before I saw Muja swallowing James load. Muja
sat back.

"You very sweet James. I love how you taste," James sunk down onto the
chair behind him.

"Wow! It's been along time since anyone did that." He said.

Muja stood and removed his underwear. Without hesitation James leaned
forward and slipped Muja's hard cock into his mouth. Muja put a hand on his
head and pushed his cock into James. He chocked once and then was
swallowing all of the big cock. Damn. I thought the kid sure knows how to
suck cock. Buddy I saw had his shorts off. I was very quick to remove
mine. I walked to the table and finished opening the Champagne. When the
cork popped, Muja blew his load into James mouth. There more than James was
ready for and some ran out his mouth onto his chin. He sat back smiling.

"You taste good too Muja."

Muja leaned over and licked the missed come off James face and then kissed
him.

I handed him a glass of Champagne. Once we all had a glass.

"Merry Christmas." I said

After the toast James looked around at the three hard cocks on all of
us. His was rock hard also.

"You like fuck too James." Buddy asked.

"Yes, but you are very big."

"Maybe Harry first, then you try us."

He got up and walked carefully to the bed. He got on his knees, presenting
me with a very pink ass and fiery red pubes. Buddy sat down in front of
him. James just leaned down and started to suck Buddy's cock.  I spit on my
hand and then spit again on his cute ass. As I started to enter him he
tried to scream around Buddy's cock. God he was so tight. It had been along
time since I had put my cock into a white ass. When I pushed more into him
he groaned and then pushed back. My cock slammed home deep inside him. It
felt real good. I started to fuck him in long strokes. He pushed back with
each stroke into him. He sure enjoyed my cock inside him. It did not take
long before I my sperm flooded his insides. I slowly pulled out and he
moaned. Muja dropped and sucked on my cock. Then he stood behind James.

Muja pushed his cock into James. James instantly screamed around the cock
in his mouth. I saw tears on James face.

"Easy Muja, your very big."

"I think I go quick, then pain only short time." He said.

I watched as he grabbed James thighs. He just hammered his whole cock into
James tight hole. James back arched and then slumped. I thought he might
have passed out until I saw him still moving up and down on Buddy's cock.

"You very tight, but very hot James. I like you nice ass." Muja said.

James lifted off Buddy's cock.

"Fuck me nigger, fuck me good." He said, then dropped back on Buddy's cock.

Muja didn't need any other encouragement. He started to slam in and out of
James ass. I got hard seeing that huge cock sliding into the small
ass. Muja lasted a very long time before he just held it inside. James was
already gagging on Buddy's load as it was blasted into his mouth and
throat. Muja slowly pulled out. James hole remained open.

We all just sat for a bit. James finally spoke up.

"You want to fuck me too nigger." He said to Buddy.

"James, these are not your niggers. These two young men are my lovers. I
hate that word. If that's what you think they are, just get dressed and get
out." I said.

James hung his heads and started to cry.

"I'm sorry Sir. I thought they were your servants and sex boys. I guess I
never knew guys could actually love black boys. I'm sorry."

"James, there is another Indian boy, as in East Indian boy somewhere I love
too. These two love him as well. Your very good James and I know Muja loved
your tight ass. If you want to stay fine, but Buddy I think is next and he
is thicker than Muja. Now come over here and suck my cock."

I wanted to teach James a lesson. When he took my cock into his mouth I
pissed. HE was so surprised most gushed from around his lips. When I was
done he sat back.

I never done that before. He said.

"You'll get lots of practice. Go do the same for Buddy and Muja."

He looked at me and resigned he crawled to both and drained them.

"I guess it isn't so bad." He said.

"Before you fuck me Buddy, I need to go the bathroom."

I do." Muja said and dropped onto James cock.

"You taste good James. I get ass too after Buddy fuck you."  Damn I was
seriously thinking of Rimming James after Buddy fucked him but Muja had
spoken first.

Muja noticed my displeasure.

"I share with you when I am done Love."

James climbed back onto the bed. Buddy flipped him onto his back and lifted
his legs to his shoulders. He did the same as Muja. After putting the head
of his cock inside James he hammered his whole cock in James. James yelped
and then moaned.

Watching I knew what I wanted.

"Fuck me Muja." I said

Soon there were two black cocks slamming into two white asses on the
bed. Muja came very quick. I had wanted it to last longer, but he pulled
out. James eyes got very big when Muja pushed his slime, shit and come
covered cock I into my mouth. I loved it. I tasted both boys and even
James. Muja had not had his cock cleaned after he had fucked James.

When buddy finally blew he forced James to suck him clean. I'm sure James
hated it but what Buddy said next gave me pause.

"Now White boy you like us. Just slave to black cock or any cock. I like
you James, but now you do us all, all the time yes."

"Yes Buddy. Yes I will even be your cock slave if you want."

"No slave. Slavery very bad. Muja and I slaves before Sahib free us. Now no
one slave, except maybe to cock."

What was more surprising about James was he spent the entire four days over
Christmas with us. He said all his family was ion New York. The day after
Boxing Day, I was informed I could not get back to work until after New
Years. What a way to run a war I thought.

I took Buddy and Muja on a short tour south. We enjoyed five days of fun
and some sun before heading back to Washington.

After getting back to work, The Embassy acknowledged my two boys and added
them to the Protection Services of MI6. Now both being paid by the Foreign
Service, they travelled to and from work with me. Both just sat around as I
worked. They still were very happy. Made more so by the periodic delivery
of letters from Sahib.

As I went through the plans for OVERLORD, I wrote memos on everything I
considered an error in planning or anything else I didn't like about the
plans. These memos were typed up in triplicate and delivered to someone
else in the huge building. I was getting frustrated not knowing if I was
actually doing any good. Finally in late April I was summoned to office of
the Chief of Staff of the US Army, General Marshall.

He wasn't the only one present. The Chief of Naval Operations and the Chief
of the Army Air Corp, were also present.

"Well Captain you have given us very valuable assistance. Some of the
things you have said have not gone down well by your countrymen, however I
think most of what you shown us will be implemented in some form or
other. Tomorrow you have an appointment with the President. In mean time
you should pack. You are been sent home. There's a Cruiser waiting to take
you and your two men at Norfolk Virginia. Thank you Sir. God Speed you
home."

I was flabbergasted. Going home, going home to my love. I almost cried when
he said that.

The following day, I had the Distinguished Service Cross pinned to Uniform
by the President of the United States. Two days later I reported aboard a
US Cruiser heading for England as part of a convoy escort. Seeing all the
shipping and ships of both Allied Navies in Norfolk, showed me I was very
small cog in a huge machine of war.

Me and my two Guards, were given a small cabin with four bunks. Other than
that we left pretty much alone. I wasn't a real Naval Officer, so any thing
I could do onboard was of no consequence. I did enjoy some time on the
Bridge, was pretty much ignored the rest of the time.

The last time I had been to England was 1939. Home at last.

TBC