Date: Sun, 8 Jan 2012 09:20:16 +0200
From: Russell Timm <russell.timm@gmail.com>
Subject: African Adventure - Chapter 4

African Adventure  -- 1986
by Russell Timm

Copyright Russell Timm 2011

DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY IS FICTION AND THE CHARACTERS IN IT ARE FICTION.
THE EVENTS AND SITUATIONS ARE FICTITIOUS AND INCLUDE DEPICTIONS OF
CONSENSUAL GAY SEX.


Chapter 4 -- Going, going, gone

The fast speed boat ride at night across the flat lake surface excited
me. Holding onto Captain's shoulders I watched as we rapidly approached the
boat. A person had appeared at the stern of the boat, watching our
approach.

Captain cut the engines and we drifted on momentum for the last few
metres. Joao threw the rope to the person on board who pulled us in.
Captain jumped on board, turned, offered me his hand and pulled me on
board. I had arrived.

Joao jumped on board and made the inflatable fast. I was introduced,
"Charlie, this is Rashid, Rashid this is Charlie," we shook hands.

Rashid was about five nine and being bare-chested displayed a beautifully
defined upper body. His legs protruding from his short boxer type shorts,
however, were less developed and somewhat out of proportion with the rest
of his body. His smile made up for any deficiency though. Captain could
sure pick them.

"Charlie and I are going to shower, you can start cooking supper.  Rashid
nodded and cast a knowing glance in my direction, called Joao and
disappeared into the saloon. Standing on the open deck at the stern of the
boat I looked back at the camp site with its twinkling lights and felt a
peace descending on me after the adrenaline filled speed boat ride.

Captain came and stood behind me and wrapped his arms around my chest.  I
pushed back against him and turned and looked up into his face. He kissed
me.

I pushed back against him and felt a bulge hardening. He tried to slip a
hand down the front of shorts but had to struggle with a button and the
jip. I wanted to help him but couldn't. He found my erect cock and
liberated it.

"That's nice Charlie," as he ran a practiced hand over my package from the
balls, up the shaft to the head. I was inexperienced, I wanted to open my
hips and thrust forward to show a willingness towards his attentions but at
the same time I wanted to keep pressing back against his cock.

He solved my problem, "Let's go," and he guided me into the saloon ahead of
him.

The saloon was larger than I thought and there was seating on the left as I
entered followed by a galley in the open plan with helm position forward on
the other, starboard, side. Rashid busy in the galley turned as we entered
and his glance picked up my open shorts and a knowing smile crossed his
face.

Captain stepped ahead and led me down a few steps past what appeared to
cabins, a shower and heads, and into the stateroom right in the bow of the
boat. He closed he door, turned and took me in his arms.  "Welcome aboard
Charlie."

He pulled my T-shirt off and then his. My shorts and underpants next and
then his. He was hard and he was bigger and thicker than me. We pressed our
hips against each other. We kissed some more. My excitement got the better
of me and I shot up against his stomach.

He grabbed a towel, gave himself a quick wipe and spread it over the bed,
indicating to me to get on. He opened a drawer and took a small bottle of
oil and placed it on the bedside table. He joined me on the bed.

He went straight for my cock, now half erect, and gave it a good looking
over. "Joao, was right this is a very nice cock," and he gave it a soft
kiss on the head. He lay down next to me on his side and drew me to him and
we hugged. "You want to play a bit?" I nodded and he rolled onto his back
so I could hunch forward to get close to his cock.

I played. I touched, I squeezed, I stroked, I licked and sucked and it
twitched when I touched the most sensitive parts. Laying flat against his
stomach his cock was about an inch and a bit short of his navel.  He was
thicker than me almost twice as thick with a head, like mine, more pointed
than rounded. I wondered how I was going to be able to take that into me.

Captain had reached over behind me and began to slowly work me with a
finger. He applied some oil and the feeling was pleasant even when the
finger was inserted little by little.

Anxiety being absent this experience was playing out like a dream. I was
feeling a little light headed. I was ready for my Captain. "I'm ready," I
whispered.

Captain turned me away from him and drew my hips back until I was halfway
to the foetal position. I felt his cock knock at the door as he positioned
himself. "Push back Charlie." I did and felt him slip into me. "More if you
can," and I tried and I felt myself against his body. He was right in.

"Ride the cock, Charlie, ride it," Captain sounded a little breathless. I
did and flexed my hips and explored these new movements and he lay
still. Comfortable I moved gradually faster giving him a longer stroke. "On
your back." He slowly withdrew and turned me onto my back, spread my legs
and lifted them up until they were near against my chest. "Hold them
there."

His moves were quick and practised; a hand under the small of my back
lifted me enough to slip a pillow under. Then a quick positioning of his
body and his was in. Instinctively I crossed my legs around him.  He kissed
me. I responded and we slowly began to rhythmically move together. I was in
heaven. He was a good kisser, he was considerate, he was gentle, he was my
man.

When he came I hugged him tightly to me with arms and legs. A low groan was
all I heard. We looked into each others eyes. He whispered, "You were great
Charlie, thank you." I nodded, I must be in heaven.



End of Chapter 4