Date: Tue, 17 Jul 2007 20:50:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: James Robinson <juzjamie20@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Atlantic Express, Chapter 35

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 Atlantic Express, Chapter 35 by justjames 17.



HMS Foxhound alongside in Valletta Harbour awaited the arrival of the
Commandos she was to ferry across the Med to Greece to help the embattled
Australian and Greek forces trying to stem the invasion by the German
invaders. The attack began with a large parachute drop, one of the first
real airborne invasion in the history of warfare, the Germans had tumbled
from the planes and drifted to the ground even though the defenders had
fired on the easy targets they made as they swung beneath their canopies
drifting to the ground below. Many were killed and wounded but those that
survived soon consolidated and began heavy fighting with the surprised
allied forces.

The paras set up a safe zone to allow more troops to parachute down from
wave after wave of troop carrying transport planes, their numbers soon
increased to a level where the under armed opposition were being slowly
driven back. This was the situation that prompted the urgent request for
assistance and the despatch of the commando unit to help out. Charles stood
on the Foxhound's bridge awaiting the arrival of their passengers, the ship
was in all respects ready for sea a shimmering haze from her funnels
indicating her boilers were on line and ready to propel her across the
sea. The sound of engines echoed from the rubble of the docks as five 3ton
lorries appeared heading towards her position, they pulled up and the
commandos jumped out and began unloading their equipment and some supplies
to be landed when they arrived.

Charles ordered his crew to assist in the loading and the men scrambled
ashore setting up a line where boxes were passed hand-to-hand up to the
deck and another group took them below decks, the heavier crated were swung
aboard with the derrick used for munitions and the cargo was soon all
stowed away. The clatter of hob nailed boots sounded as the commandos
climbed the metal brow and boarded the destroyer to be quickly ushered
below out of sight. The Officer Commanding Naval Operations appeared and
quickly came aboard saluting the quarter deck as he did, Charles saw him
coming and hurried down to meet him and the two men walked side by side to
stand on the quarter deck in deep conversation.

The Commander told Charles that there were many wounded troops awaiting
their arrival and as soon as Foxhound had unloaded the men and supplies
they would be brought on board for the return trip to Alexandria where they
would be hospitalised This added to the urgency of the mission and Charles
prayed they would get in and out quickly and safely. Night fell and the
time for departure arrived and the destroyer let go her mooring lines and
steamed slowly through the harbour manoeuvring through the sunken hulks
sent to the bottom by the continuing bombings. Charles breathed a sigh of
relief as they followed the swept channel through the minefields and
increased speed to leave the embattled island in her wake.

The 500mile voyage to Greece had begun and Foxhound was soon slicing
through the darkness at 25knots the trip should take her 20 hours but she
would have to slow down midway so she arrived after dark for her approach
to Greece. The night was calm and the boat slid along smoothly, the troops
were happy as they didn't suffer seasickness and they sprawled about the
decks trying to sleep. Charles was on the bridge wing when he saw a red
glow near the forward funnel he ordered Bryce, the bridge runner to go and
bring the man to the bridge as he barked, "That man there! You there,
smoking near the funnel put out that damned cigarette."

Bryce doubled down and found the soldier who stood there sheepishly as the
seaman came up; he looked at the man and saw he was very young and from
what he could make out in the darkness looked very attractive. He escorted
the lad up to the bridge where Charles was waiting angrily pacing back and
forth; Bryce stamped to attention and saluted his captain followed by the
young commando who was hesitant and looked worried. Charles returned their
salutes and his angry eyes looked the soldier up and down as he stood there
hands on hips, Charles was taken with the lad's youth and he asked him,
"What's your name and how old are you soldier?"

The lad quaked in his boots and swallowed hard scared by the officer's
imperious attitude, he knew if his officers found out about his behaviour
he would be in big trouble even though they were going into action soon. He
answered, "I'm Mark Briggs and I'm 17 sir, I want to apologise for what I
did. I wasn't thinking straight and just lit up because I'm nervous about
what will happen when we reach our destination. I'm new to the unit and
this is my first battle."

Charles felt sad for the lad as he heard his words and his attitude
softened as he said, "Do you realise lad that your cigarette can be seen
for miles across the water on a dark night like this? Any enemy vessel
could hone in on our position if they saw the glow."

The young Commando nodded and apologised again, Charles noticed how close
Bryce was standing to the young soldier and he thought that they must be
able to feel each other's body heat. The young soldier was still quaking in
his boots as Charles said, "Alright Briggs, I wont report you to your
commanding officer, but I warn you don't let me see you smoke on deck
again. If you need a cigarette go below and light up."

The lad straightened up at Charles words and he admired the young soldier's
build, just visible in the faint glow from the bright stars overhead. The
young man said, "Thank you sir, I promise I won't do that again, if there
is anything I can do for you I'd be glad to do it."

Charles smiled at him as his eyes slid slowly down the fit body to stop at
the crotch where the lad's package was hidden in his baggy camouflage
uniform pants, Mark noticed the captain's piercing look and knew what the
man wanted. Since his induction into the military he had been much in
demand through basic training and then in the commando unit he was attached
to. The young lad's slim swimmer's built body exuded sex and after his
introduction in basic training he found he loved men using him like a
street girl. His tight arse was much in demand by those men who relished
male sex while his 7inch penis was also used frequently to his delight.

Mark realised that both the handsome imperious captain and the young sexy
sailor standing so close beside him wanted him and a shiver swept through
him at the thought. He moved slightly and his hand touched and brushed
against the sailor's hip, Bryce moved and pressed closer to encourage the
soldier, Charles watching grinned at Bryce and said, "Bryce take the lad
back to where he was and you can spend a little time settling his nerves."

Bryce snapped to attention and saluted Charles, "Yes sir, thank you sir."

Bryce turned as Mark saluted Charles smiled and said, "Thank you captain, I
won't break the rules again sir."

Both lads marched away into the darkness while Charles swept the horizon
with his powerful binoculars smiling to himself and wishing he could be
with the two good looking lads, but duty called and they were on a
dangerous mission.  Bryce and Mark returned to the funnel where in the
darkness they hugged and kissed passionately, tongues entwined as they
ground their aroused cocks together. Hot hard flesh rubbed seductively
while hands pulled on each other's tight buttocks. Both lads were enamoured
at the feel of flexing muscle as their hands felt each other, Bryce moaned
loudly enough to be heard over the exhaust sound issuing from the funnel
above their heads, "Oh Mark you feel so incredible I want you desperately."

Mark slobbering on Bryce's tongue pulled back and kissed the sailor on the
tip of his nose and said huskily, "Me too matey your body is fantastic and
that bulge rubbing on mine is making me ooze big time."

Mark pushed Bryce to his knees and groped himself holding his erection in
his hand showing the young seaman what he had for him; Bryce was salivating
and licking his lips as he fumbled with the buttons of the soldier's
fly. He undid the heavy pants and pulled the stiff meat from the underpants
his eyes wide with desire at the sight of Mark's mighty meat, the 7 inches
of pulsating prick throbbed in front of his eyes as he inhaled the musky
scent of the young soldier's hot crotch. Mark grunted lustily, "Suck me
matey suck my thick dick."

Bryce needed no invitation as he stretched open his jaws and angled his
head to ingest the sweet meat, Mark pulled him by the ears onto his cock
and Bryce swallowed the tasty tossle deep into his gullet. The commando
arched forward grinding his pubes into Bryce's nose as the lad breathed in
the musky aroma of a hot excited male. Mark force fucked the seaman's hot
wet tonguing mouth his muscular body ramming back and forth twisting and
grinding his prong deep into Bryce's stretched throat. Bryce gagging and
grunting with lust sucked and licked the invader as he clutched the heaving
tightly clenched buttocks.

Neither man noticed the arrival of a third figure, a dark shape moved
closer behind the sex mad soldier, two hands came up and took his firm cool
buttock caressing and fondling the sweet smooth muscles. Mark jerked
impaling Bryce even deeper onto his wondrous wand as he reacted to the
stranger's caresses. The unknown stranger squatted down and kissed each
full arse cheek tenderly as Mark relaxed and moaned loudly from the double
stimulation, the stranger pressed his warm lips to the heaving mounds of
muscle and kissed each one then began licking the sweet smoothness
seductively. A voice spoke, "Oh lad this arse of yours is to die for, I
want to take you, fuck you till I explode up your insides like a 4inch
shell."

Bryce heard the familiar voice and said, "Bradley? Is that you Bradley?"

A soft laugh sounded as Bradley chuckled then said, "Yes young Bryce it is
I, the captain told me what was afoot and I thought maybe you two lads
wouldn't mind me joining in."

Bryce laughed, "Hahaha Bradders of course your welcome to join us, what do
you say Mark?"

Mark groaned, "No problems especially when your mate licks my arse as he
is. Hey Bradders? Is that your name? You can join in for sure I love all
sex my mates have taught me to enjoy it and I love it so much."

Bradley sighed saying, "Ooooh laddie those words make my day I want to take
your tight firm young arse and root you stupid."

Mark groaned as Bryce licked his knob, "Aargh damn that's hot, yes oh yes
take my arse its yours mate, go for it. Brycey stand up mate and turn
around I want to fuck you silly while your mate does me at the same time."

Bryce rose to his feet dropping his daks to the deck and bent over
stretching his cute arse cheeks open waggling his hips invitingly, Mark
spat a globule of saliva into his hot crack and rubbed his cock up and down
the furry crevice before pressing his pud against the tight tingling
anus. Bryce pushed out and took the throbbing meat up his hot tunnel in one
fell swoop making Mark groan deliciously, this spurred Bradley who was
feeding on Mark's tight convulsing ring. His lips circled the outer edge as
he sucked and prodded his wet tongue in and out of that heavenly hole. Mark
Arched forward grinding into Bryce making him grit his teeth as Bradley
relinquished the dripping pulsating pussy to stand grasping Mark's sharp
hip bones as he pressed into his rectum, Mark moaned loudly head thrown
back then as Bradley breached him he howled like a wolf, as his body took
the old man's prick with pleasure.

Mark's hole swallowed the invader and his rectum tightened, inner muscles
rippling on the fat prong caressing the cock like myriad fingers causing
Bradley to shake and almost pass out as his old body revelled in the joy of
ramming a tight young hole. Bryce felt Mark's mast pulse deep in his body
as Bradley entered him, the sailor smiled dreamily as he pictured the three
of them in his mind's eye; the young fit commando's smooth body trapped
between Bradley's older body and his own youthful well-built body. Bryce
pressed back then pulled forward relishing the riot in his rectum as the
soldier's beautiful bone slid back and forth stretching and straining his
gut.

The trio soon had a smooth slick action as their bodies adjusted to the
task and all three were moaning and puffing with pleasure, Mark was first
to erupt due to the double stimulation, he screamed as he erupted far up
inside Bryce's bum, "Fuuuuuuck!"

His cock exploded; spurt after spurt battered the boy's innards causing
Bryce to moan and tighten up as his own pud purged, cum spattered on the
hot funnel sizzling from the heat as Bradley pushed home hard to fill
Mark's tunnel with his own pent up pearly juices. All three clutched and
clung to each other to maintain their balance on the moving deck as their
knees weakened and rubbery struggled to hold them erect. Bradley's older
organ wilted quickly and slipped sloppily from the flooded hole followed by
a drool of cum which slid down onto Mark's quivering inner thigh, the
commando whimpered at its withdrawal and his fingers dug into Bryce's hips
painfully.

Bryce pushed back trying to keep the embedded erection in his sloppy full
arse but Mark's tossle slowly shrank until no matter what the lads did it
flopped wetly out of the stretched sphincter to sway glistening with juices
on Mark's depleted nuts. Bradley dropped to his knees still puffing and
took Mark's member in his moist mouth sucking the tart juices from the hot
flesh. The three men sat together regaining their composure staring out
into the sultry night, their reveries disturbed by the sound of the ship's
engines speeding up, the funnels roared louder as the destroyer suddenly
heeled over and changed course to starboard.

Out of the blackness a shape loomed, a huge deeper blackness in the dark
night, flashes of white showed it was a ship of some sort a much larger
vessel than the small swift destroyer. The destroyer had nearly been run
down in the blackness, what was this new comer?



                                     To be continued.


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