Date: Sun, 10 Oct 2004 21:22:43 +1000
From: james robinson <justjames17@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Atlantic Express, Chapter 2

This tale is imaginary and never happened in real life. The story contains
sex between males of various ages and if you don't enjoy such material
please leave now, If you are under the legal age to read such material
please leave and if it is illegal to read this in your residential area well
it is your choice.
Your comments and ideas are eagerly sought and can be sent to
justjames17@hotmail.com, all emails will be answered but flames are
extinguished on arrival.
Please remember Nifty is free and needs your continuing support to maintain
the service so kick in a few dollars to help them keep it free.



                The Atlantic Express, Chapter 2,
        justjames17.


Richard slumped back onto the leather cushions and stretched his slim legs
out, his lunch mounded and showing clearly through his trousers, he glanced
across at my crotch but my uniform jacket hid my assets from his view. He
stretched like a cat showing off his body perfectly and if I weren't so
deeply infatuated with Henry I certainly would have made a play for this
completely outrageous gay lad. Richard looked across at me then stood up
saying, " Give me your jacket I'll hang it up for you so it doesn't get all
creased up."

He reached out to me as I unbuttoned the coat and he assisted me out of it,
his excited bulging genitalia thrust almost into my face, I could see his
shaft and knob clearly through his smooth gabardine slacks. I was strongly
tempted to kiss the enticing mound but resisted the urge and turned my mind
to Henry as I pictured his gorgeous body lying in the bed with me this
morning. Richard took my jacket, a disappointed pout on his sexy lips, as he
flounced away to hang my jacket next to my cap in the hallway, Henry came in
carrying a tray set with three steaming cups of coffee and a plate of
biscuits, the aroma of the coffee immediately started my mouth watering and
the sight of the biscuits made me hungry. We missed these luxuries in the
old country due to the rationing, America truly was a wonderful place to us
deprived Englishmen, we really enjoyed the easy atmosphere here and
plentiful food and the lack of the blackout not to mention the absence of
German bombers hammering us over here.

I sat back and took the proffered cup of coffee sipping on the hot elixir
with relish; Richard sat on my left his slender legs tucked up on the lounge
his knees touching my thigh as he sipped his drink. Henry sat on my right
and began to chat about their theatre company and the difficulties with
rehearsals, as many of the members weren't really learning their lines. The
show they were putting on was The Importance of Being Ernest, and they were
having trouble with the terribly English speech in the show, I laughed and
said, " It is a fantastic play I saw it in the West End in London before the
war."

Henry said, " I wish you could stay on here and teach us your lingo Charles,
it really is too difficult for us Yanks to imitate."

Richard immediately began to imitate my speech and I laughed as he took me
off incredibly well, I turned to Henry and said, " There you are Henry,
Richard has my accent down pat, he can coach your actors easily."

Henry looked at Richard and said, " Hell Dick why couldn't you do that at
rehearsals? You are excellent at the posh accents."

Richard blushed and giggled saying, " Well I've only just met Charles and
been able to listen to his unbelievably sexy voice and accent now I have it
in my mind it is easier to reproduce it."

I reached out my hand and squeezed Richard's knee saying, " Bravo Richard
you really are a very talented young man, I doubt I could imitate your
accent after so short a time. I'm sure you will go far in the entertainment
area."

The telephone tingled in the corner and Henry hurried to answer it, he
turned to me and held out the earpiece mouthing your ship at me as I hurried
to his side. I answered and heard the first mate's voice on the line, he was
telling me a number of our crew had ended up in a bar near the docks where
they had become involved in a brawl with some of the crew of an American
naval vessel. He requested that I go to the Shore Patrol Headquarters and
see what could be done about the trouble; I nodded and told him that I would
handle the mess and he rang off after giving me the address of the Shore
Patrol.

I was really peeved about the interruption to my evening but duty came first
always, I told Henry what was going on and he and Richard said they would
take me to where I had to go by taxi. We dressed, put on our coats and hats
hurried down to the footpath, or pavement as Henry called it, where we
hailed a passing cab and headed to the headquarters. The cab pulled into the
curb outside the grimy building and I climbed out leaving my two friends
inside to wait for me while I entered the building. The inside was a hive of
activity as my recalcitrant battered crew was grouped together under the
watchful eyes of six burly patrolmen swinging large heavy truncheons in
their capable hands.

The Leading Seaman, one Joseph Howard, saw me enter showing extreme ire on
my countenance and he nudged the men nearest to him warning them that wrath
was nigh, they looked towards me and dropped their gaze to the tiled floor.
I approached the raised desk where a Petty Officer reigned and he looked up
seeing my gold braided cap peak and immediately snapped to attention giving
me the strange salute used by the American forces, their hand at right
angles to the position of our salute. I threw him an extremely crisp reply
and asked to see his commanding officer, he asked me to wait a moment and
hurried through a frosted glass door closing it behind him.

I heard a muffled conversation and then the door opened and a Lieutenant
came out accompanied by the P.O he looked at my sleeve to see my rank then
saluted me as I returned it he said, " Your men have just about demolished a
bar and sent three of our sailors to the sick bay with injuries, not to
mention the bruises some of our patrolmen received."

I apologized to him and asked what he wished to do with them, he shrugged
his shoulders and said, " I know you guys are under a lot of stress fighting
Jerry but we are sort of allies sir, we don't want to fight you we'd rather
take on Mr. Hitler too."

I nodded and said, " I agree with you, this brawl is a disgrace and I can
guarantee you these men will be severely disciplined on return to the ship
if you release them and send them back to the First Mate on board."

He grinned at me and replied, " Well sir, I know you will need these guys
for your return trip so I reckon you can have them back, we wont take it any
further but if we find them ashore again before your ship sails I guarantee
they will be locked up and charged."

I agreed and said, " You can be assured their liberty is finished and they
won't set foot ashore again this trip. I will address the crew in the
morning and tell them that this is the first and last episode of this type I
will tolerate."

The young Lieutenant grinned as he saw my men shuffle disconcertedly when I
turned my head to glare at them, he ordered the P.O to organize a vehicle to
take the drunken men back to the ship. I thanked him for his courtesy and I
promised that there would be no more brawls caused by members of my crew. He
saluted and I acknowledged his salute then turned to my battered, disheveled
men saying, " You men get back aboard and I will tend to you in the morning,
no more trouble from you tonight or you will be locked up in the cells
here."

I left the building and climbed into the cab as a naval three ton covered
truck pulled up behind the cab, the doors of the headquarters opened and out
filed the men. They passed our cab and Richard pointed out one young seaman,
Tom Wilson, he whispered in my ear that he was the sailor he met in the park
and had sex with. I looked askance at him and said, " Young Tom? You mean he
is homosexual?"

Richard nodded and said, " Well he certainly had my ass, and he seemed to
enjoy it immensely at the time and he did me exceptionally well too, I'd
definitely say he leant that way Charles."

I shook my head in wonder at his news and thought to myself that I'd never
have guessed that young Tom was that way inclined, but then again stress
does strange things to people. We drove off into the night as I chuckled to
myself at the mess the men were in, they had taken a bit of a beating and I
hoped their lesson had been learned. We dropped Richard off at his flat on
the way back, much to his disappointment, and I paid off the driver at
Henry's then followed him inside the building. We entered the apartment and
I removed my cap and coat hanging them on the hat stand inside the door,
Henry had walked into the kitchen and called out asking if I could handle a
coffee.

I called back most assuredly and walked into join him at the table while the
coffee heated, he looked at me quizzically then asked, " Well Charles what
will you do with your naughty sailors?"

I grinned at him and said, " I think they have learned their lesson, they
really looked embarrassed when I walked in, but they will lose shore
privileges and be confined to the ship for the rest of the stay here."
Henry smiled and said, " Don't be too hard on them they have been through a
pretty torrid time with the war and all. You of all people must know they
are uptight from the stress."

I nodded and said, " Yes I know what they have gone through but discipline
is paramount if they are to be of any use under war conditions. They must
obey orders and keep their noses clean."

Henry nodded and said; " Well enough said on the matter let's talk about us
now. I would love it if you could stay here for the whole time you are in
New York, I really feel so very close to you and want to make love with you
every day."

I shook my head sorrowfully and said, " I can't stay here every day I must
be aboard the ship at least every second day of our stay, but I'll be with
you as much and as often as I can be. I've never felt this way about anybody
in my life before."

He reached across the table and grasped my hands in his looking into my eyes
as if trying to ascertain my veracity, I smiled at him and bent towards him
kissing his slightly parted lips. He returned my kiss fervently then his
tongue touched mine and our kiss became a frantic tongue wrestle as we
moaned passionately.

I dragged him onto the table and rolled him onto his back as I pulled his
shirt from his trousers, Henry wriggled like a fish on a hook as I
unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off his smooth torso. I pressed between
his legs and bent down to lick his nipples, he arched up off the table
pushing his breast into my mouth, I nibbled on his tactile nub causing him
to moan in pleasure. I ran my tongue across his chest to tantalize the other
nipple, Henry writhed about on the polished timber, I could feel his penis
erect as mine pressed against his groin. His pelvic bones prominent as his
legs dangled down towards the floor pressed against my hips, I licked my way
down his taught stretched flesh tasting him and finding his body delicious.
His sexy navel beckoned my tongue and I detoured to delve into its depths
tickling my tongue on his little cluster of stray hairs protruding out of
the folded flesh. My hands fumbled with his trousers and I freed them and
slid them along with his underwear down his thighs.

Henry was moaning frantically by now as he wriggled sensuously beneath me,
my avid eyes coursed across the exposed silky body watching his muscles
quiver and writhe on his taught tanned abdomen. My explorations continued as
I licked down his curly wiry pubes dodging his pulsing penis as my tongue
slid down the smooth fleshy ski slope between his protruding hip bone and
his hairy pubic mound. Henry quivered and groaned, his erection bouncing
excitedly above his ebony bush and oozing clear lubricant copiously onto his
indented navel, creating a tiny lake there.

My tongue traveled around under his tight scrotum, his swollen full balls
filling the wrinkled sack till it looked the size of a tennis ball, my
tongue delighted in the musky sweaty taste, as I licked across the base of
his balls, the scattered soft hairs tickling my tongue as it passed across
his warm perineum. Henry gasped then whimpered as he opened his legs trying
to tempt me down to his sweet sphincter but I refused the offer and
continued up climbing the smooth slope of his groin, my cheek rubbing along
the length of his rigid rod.

I rested at the edge of his hipbone and my eyes rose to look at his sweaty
face rolling about on the table his damp hair glued to his forehead, his
gorgeous green eyes hidden behind nearly closed lids as he surrendered to
the stimulation of my tongue. I looked across his lower abdomen to see the
prominent arteries running in a wide V towards his penis, pulsing to the
beat of his heart as it pounded to pump the blood needed to maintain the
rock hard erection.

Henry was moaning constantly and I took pity on him and licked across the
swollen opening in his crimson helmet, I tasted his pre cum and loved it
causing me to place my lips around his full navel and suck the pool from
it's sexy depths. Henry screamed out loudly as he felt me suck his juice my
cheek was rubbing on his inflamed knob and he pushed it hard into my cheek
seeking my mouth to relieve his urgent desires for relief. I turned my head
and opened my lips as he thrust up and entered my warm orifice. His moan of
pure unadulterated pleasure echoed around the kitchen I swallowed his
pulsing cock and in seconds he erupted like Mt. Etna, flooding my mouth with
his delicious semen. His penis fired shot after shot in his unbridled
release as he arched and writhed on the tabletop.

I swallowed and sucked till his impressive erection wilted and lay twitching
and limp on my cum covered tongue the final dribbles oozing from his cock. I
let the flaccid fleshy tube slip seductively from my tongue and sucked hard
to remove the last tasty vestiges of his excited ejaculation as I pulled off
him. His cock popped sloppily from my lips and he whimpered as he lay on the
table.

I stood up my eyes hungrily surveying his young well proportioned physique
as Henry slowly recuperated from his orgasm, I loved the way the lighting
reflected of his bronzed satin skin, he almost looked like a bronze statue
lying there on the table, only his movement showed that he was really flesh
and bone.

I lifted his limp body up in my arms and carried him to the bedroom; he
snuggled into my neck and nuzzled my throat with his nose while his lips
kissed my collarbone. I lowered Henry gently to the bed and dropped down
beside him, we lay there snuggling and kissing until we both drifted off to
sleep.

I awoke early in the morning the gray dawn light glimmering on the ceiling;
I looked across to see Henry spread out naked snoring gently his tumescent
tool trembling while standing proudly on his flat belly. My mouth salivated
at the incredible sight as a drooling string of clear juice slowly descended
to his navel, I moved quietly across the bed to sip the tasty goop into my
mouth. The flavour of the pre cum urged me on to lick the smooth knob then
swallow his complete penis as my tongue laved around the spongy helmet.
Henry sighed in his sleep and wriggled gently I sucked him hard as I bobbed
on his shaft, he moaned as his eyelids fluttered then his eyes opened and
the corners of his sexy lips turned up in a sleepy smile as he awoke to my
ministrations.

Henry sighed and said, " Mmmmm, hi lover, thanks for waking me up in such a
fashion, it is great to greet the new day with my penis embedded in your hot
mouth."

I mumbled around the thick tube, " Morning sweet one I love waking up with
you here so I can suck you off. Are you going to shoot my breakfast for me?"

Henry stretched and arched up into my hungry orifice as my hands stroked up
his taught flesh, I reached his chest located his nipples and began to pinch
them gently, he wriggled and groaned loudly as his cock twitched in my
throat. His penis pulsed and swelled ever larger then I felt him tense as he
grunted and the thick tube under his hard cock pulsed against my lip as his
climax arrived, the pulse repeated then a thick wad of semen raced up the
tube to splatter into my mouth. I sucked him hard encouraging the exiting of
his thick creamy ropes as I drank them down relishing the early morning
entree.

Henry was laying there a quivering heap as he moaned and whimpered his
pleasure at being awakened in such a pleasurable way; he clasped my head
pressing my mouth hard onto his pubic area as his pulsating penis emptied
his overnight regeneration from his young virile gonads. He finally ceased
his climax and almost melted onto the bed as he relaxed completely, he
croaked, " Oh Charles that was awesome you have really become an expert in a
very short time, I wish you could stay here for ever, I never want you to
leave me."

I sighed deeply and said, " Oh Henry, you know I'd much rather stay here
with you in safety than go back out onto the sea risking my life but duty
calls and I must try to defeat the evil of the Third Reich."

Henry pulled me up into his arms and hugged me fiercely I heard my bones
creak under the intense pressure as he began to cry; I kissed his eyelids
then his nose. I looked at his unhappy expression and said, " Henry my young
lover, you know I must return to my ship and help protect the ships in the
convoy otherwise the U boats will have a field day and hundreds of innocent
seamen will perish out there. Cheer up my sweet man I shall return in a few
weeks all going well."

Henry tried to smile and he murmured, " I know Charles you must do your job
I just hate to think of you battling not only the ocean but those evil
bastards that are trying to take over the world. I think America must arm
herself and join England in the struggle, you small country can't possibly
hold the hordes off for much longer."

I nodded and said, " Well yes I agree with you but at the moment we just
have to be patient and wait for your President Roosevelt to work your
government around to join us. At least he is supplying us with equipment and
other necessities, albeit at a price, to help us carry on."

I looked at the time and said, " Henry I must get up shower and get into my
uniform, I have to return to the ship in an hour. You stay here in bed and
rest I'll get myself ready and leave quietly."

Henry looked at me and said, " Like hell you will I'm going to cook
breakfast for us while you shower, so get yourself into the bathroom and
I'll get busy in the kitchen."

I slid out of the bed saying, " Yes sir, I'll do as you command sir."

Henry giggled and swatted my arse cheeks as he walked out of the bedroom and
said, " Go on you cheeky bugger get busy."

I showered quickly relishing the soft water and being able to lather soap
easily compared to the water we used on the ship, drawn from the sea and
desalinated, it was very different to rain water on the land. I dressed
quickly and walked into the kitchen where Henry had set out a meal fit for a
king and I attacked it ravenously, he sat there sipping on his coffee a
small-satisfied smile on his face as he watched me demolish his culinary
efforts. I wiped my lips on a damask napkin and said, " My God Henry I doubt
I can stand up after that gargantuan repast, I may need to undo the top
button of my strides to accommodate my full belly."

Henry giggled again and said, " Well I can't send you out on an empty
stomach that wouldn't be very hospitable would it?"

I grinned and nodded my head and said, " Well I wont need to eat again all
day that's for sure."

I stood up buttoning my jacket as Henry came around the table and threw his
arms around my neck kissing me and driving his tongue into my mouth tasting
the remnants of my meal. He walked me to the door and said, " I rang for a
taxi while you were showering it should be downstairs waiting for you now. I
hope you'll be back again before you sail you've got my phone number call me
to let me know when I'll see you again."

I kissed him again and agreed to his request then turned and walked away
down the hallway, I reached the corner and looked longingly back to see
Henry standing there in the doorway naked with tears coursing down his
cheeks. I waved and blew him a kiss then turned the corner to go down to
find my cab.

I opened the front door and there was the yellow cab waiting with the driver
leaning on the front mudguard waiting puffing on a fat cigar, I smiled at
him and climbed in as he jumped in slamming the door. I told him of my
destination and he tore off into the building morning traffic. He drove like
a racing driver weaving his way through the heavy traffic and finally
screeched to a stop at the wharf entrance, I was speechless at the speed of
his driving and I thanked him and paid the fare with a good tip as well.

I entered the gates returning the guards salutes and walked up the long pier
to my ship, the ship lay alongside her salt stained hull glistening in the
sunlight as I approached the gangplank, I walked up the steep ramp and heard
the boatswain's pipe shrill to acknowledge my arrival back on board as the
Officer of the Watch saluted me and I saluted the quarter deck. Guns, the
Gunnery Officer and O of the W, informed me of the conditions what watch was
ashore and that the defaulters from yesterday were awaiting my attention, I
thanked him and continued on to my cabin to mull over what I was going to do
with the brawlers.

I sent for the Master at Arms, a senior Petty Officer, to organize the
defaulters parade in an hour and decided to climb to the bridge to see the
ship from on high and have a chat with No.1, the First Mate. I found him in
the chart room with the Navigating Officer correcting the charts with the
latest information and I returned their salutes as I entered. No.1 was a
young regular officer who had joined the navy as a teenager and studied at
the Portsmouth Naval College, he was a gem and I relied on him completely as
he ran a taught ship taking a lot of the worry off my shoulders. We were as
close as Captain and 1st Officer could be and spent many hours on the bridge
chatting about everything under the sun.

I asked him how the defaulters had behaved after their arrival back on board
and he said that they were very subdued not to mention sick and sorry with
their bruises and hangovers. He said that the Buffer, Chief Bosun's Mate,
had castigated them on their arrival last night and had threatened them with
keel hauling if they didn't smarten up. I laughed and said, " Well I'll put
the fear of God into them when I hold the defaulter's parade in half an
hours time."


                                       To Be Continued.