Date: Fri, 23 May 2008 05:29:19 -0700 (PDT)
From: James Robinson <juzjamie20@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Atlantic Express, Ch. 47

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            Atlantic Express, Chapter 47.  By justjames17.



Charles retired for the night alone in the big four poster bed, he lay
there reading a book, Horatio Hornblower, a tale of a young British
naval officer back in the Napoleonic era. It was a rousing story of the
man's first command when he was to sail a captured French armed sloop
back to England after it was captured. Charles was totally engrossed in
the action when he suddenly felt a body slide onto the foot of the bed
and begin moving upwards. He lowered the book and looked down into the
most beautiful eyes imaginable, large doe eyed and the deepest dark brown
fringed with long black lashes. He was almost hypnotised but dragged
his gaze away to study the rest of the face, beautiful but he suddenly
realised it was the wrong sex; it was one of the young girls he'd
rebuffed earlier.

She was now between his legs attempting to reach into the fly of his
pyjamas and extract his penis, her fingers were fumbling with his cock as
she held the fly open with her other hand. Charles was stunned and
watched her as she succeeded in pulling him out and before he could speak
she was suckling on his semi hardness. Charles gasped and spluttered
trying to pull himself away but the demonic damsel clung on to his
hardness sucking like a bilge pump. He moaned loudly as she clutched his big
eggs rolling them about in her small soft hand tugging on his scrotum
while bobbing her head up and down laving his excited cock head with her
agile tongue.

Charles dropped the book and reached down grasping her head and tried
to pull her away from his throbbing tool but she squeezed his balls in
her surprisingly strong young hand still gobbling away. Charles'
squeezed balls ached in her grasp and he froze there, her moist warm mouth
slobbering up and down as she deep throated his considerable endowment her
tiny nose burying in his thick bush on the down stroke. Charles was
dumbfounded to think a young diminutive girl could possibly take all of
his 8inch cock; he was fast approaching culmination as his balls began
rioting in her grasp. His hips began to hunch up driving his dick
deeper, grinding his hard mound into her soft features, this youngster was
incredibly competent and obviously experienced at satisfying men and
Charles bridged hard as his dick pulsed again and again then pumped out his
semen in white hot gushes which the daring damsel swallowed ravenously
gulping it down into her belly.

Charles collapsed back his body twitching and jerking as he still fired
off blanks while her tantalising tongue teased his pulsating prick.
Shev knocked at the door and walked in he stopped dead in his tracks when
he saw the girl sucking on Charles' cock, his eyes narrowed and his
lips tightened in anger, he spat a few words at her in their own language
and she let the big cock slip from her lips before jumping from the
bed and fleeing out into the garden through the open French doors. Shev
walked to the bed looking down at Charles then he apologised to him
saying that the girl was jealous that he and Rhami had shared Charles but
refused to let them near him.

Charles looked up at him still a little dazed after his climax, he told
Shev it was ok it wasn't his fault and he should have repulsed the
girl harder but she had been very aggressive in her attentions. Shev
grinned at Charles and asked in a hushed voice, "Did you enjoy her?"

Charles thought for a minute before answering, "She was ok Shev but
nobody gives head like another man, males know what turns another male
on."

Shev climbed onto the bed and settled himself on Charles' groin legs
straddling him as the lad began moving his hot little arse crack up and
down on Charles limp log. Charles groaned but grasped the lad's hips
guiding his movements while Charles' cock once again struggled to erect,
not Shev's though his was stiff as steel pointing up as he enjoyed the
feel of his hot moist ring rubbing on Charles' cock. Charles groaned
again and said, "Shev I don't think I'll get stiff again for a while but
I'd love to suck and feel your hot dick fuck my face."

Shev knee walked up the bed his cock leading the way as he ached his
taut smooth young body backwards, Charles eyes watched the delicious
delicacy wavering about as it neared his waiting lips, his eyes locked on
the single eye of the bald shiny head until he went cross eyed as the
dick brushed his lips. Shev moaned as the moist soft lips caressed his
excited erection and he drove it deep into the awaiting orifice as
Charles' tongue swabbed and licked all about his pulsing prick. In no time
Shev had hold of Charles' head as he humped and thrust, his tight arse
cheeks flexing as Charles held them pulling him into his mouth.

Shev was whimpering with pleasure and Charles wedged a finger into the
hot moist arse crack dabbling at the lad's tight back entrance until as
Shev hunched back onto the delving digit. Charles pushed in and the
rubbery ring gave way swallowing the finger into the molten moist
interior. Shev loved the sensation of the finger massaging his excited
prostate gland and his dick throbbed and seemed to grow harder each rub. The
lad's actions sped up until he was jigging in and out rapidly almost out
of control as Charles gasped and gurgled on the flying cock until Shev
suddenly froze arched over Charles head while his spike spurted sperm
into his mouth and his sphincter locked around the invading massaging
finger.

His climax over the lad slowly slipped to the bed legs on top of
Charles and his hot red sweaty gasping face lying on a pillow beside Charles,
the officer still swirling the lad's legacy about his mouth enjoying
Shev's individual tangy taste. Charles swallowed the cute lad's cum and
watched his dark brown smooth body recovering as Charles caressed the
lad's limp legs. Rhami appeared and crawled up beside Charles on the
opposite side to Shev and he and Charles kissed and fondled each other
until the lad erupted spewing sperm onto the man's open palm which Charles
ate with relish before all three feeling satiated settled down to
sleep.

Back in Colombo, the gunner Malcolm Douglas and young able seaman Bryce
were ashore, Malcolm in dressed in civies while Bryce was in uniform
were drinking together in a sleazy waterfront bar, Bryce was plaguing
the lieutenant to get them a room so they could have a night of sex
together. The grog gradually took control weakening the young officer's will
power and Bryce's sexual advances increased till he agreed to rent a
room he approached the bar man about a room and the local lad looked at
him then Bryce and smirked a knowing leer as he named an exorbitant
price for the room. Malcolm complained saying, "I only want to rent it for
the night not purchase it."

The barman shrugged theatrically and replied, "Take it or leave it but
your young sailor boy is getting impatient mister."

Malcolm grumbled but pulled out his wallet extracting the money and
handing it to the triumphantly grinning man who pocketed the notes and
told Malcolm to go through the curtain on the left of the bar and up the
stairs to the first door on the left. Malcolm nodded to Bryce who
followed him happily through the curtain up the grubby creaking stairs to the
paint-peeling door, they entered the sleazy room and found a bed
covered with grubby bedding, the room stank like a brothel.

Malcolm wrinkled his nose as he took in the tawdry room he looked at
Bryce who was already stripping off his uniform exposing his sexy torso,
the officer sighed and began stripping as well. Neither men noticed the
camera lens set in the wall overlooking the bed, Bryce was first naked
his young body showing how fit he was, his smooth muscular development
was superb as he flopped onto the grotty bed its springs creaking
alarmingly. Malcolm now naked stood rubbing his hands over his own taut
torso as he admired his young lover laid out with a full straining
erection.

Malcolm slowly lowered himself onto the bed and knelt beside Bryce who
reached a hand up to caress his handsome face, Malcolm smiled at him
then bent down to lick his hairless chest. Tonguing his nipples till they
were tinglingly erect like his throbbing tool. Bryce moaned and
squirmed on the soiled sheets, his muscles flexing and rippling as the gunner
worked him over sensuously. Malcolm's wet tongue drizzled saliva onto
the moaning sailor's hot crinkled brown eye before he started licking
up and down the redolent sweaty crack, Bryce arched his torso up as he
moaned loudly his head thrown back throat tight and corded.

Malcolm grasped the sweat damp hair tugging his head back even more as
he drilled his tongue deep into those sumptuous mounds of silky smooth
flesh tasting the hidden delights of Bryce's bum. Bryce's stiff dick
ground into the rumpled grotty bedclothes as he became more and more
ravenous for sex. He whimpered and twisted, moaned and humped, sending
Malcolm's blood pressure higher as he feasted on the lad's innards, Bryce
began to cry out in his delirium, "Fuck me baby, oh please root my arse.
I need to feel that officer's organ plumbing my depths."

Malcolm hearing the cries through the haze of his sexually rampant mind
pulled his tongue from the clinging tightness of the lad's palpitating
ring and moved up behind Bryce's sweat beaded gyrating youthful body
as he lubed his turgid tool with slick saliva. Bryce was humping the bed
in his demented deviance as the lieutenant pushed against his
palpitating male pussy, the lad moaned louder and lifted his pert arse up
pushing onto the man's cock. He pushed down with his arse muscles opening
his tight hot entry and almost sucking Malcolm's not inconsiderable tool
up his hot channel.

Malcolm gasped at the sudden ingestion and felt Bryce's molten hot
moist innards clutching and caressing his excited erection, it felt like a
hundred slick fingers palpating and caressing his engorged pole.
Malcolm was gasping and gurgling with pleasure as he sank to the pubes inside
the irrepressible youth who began humping back and forth on his
turgidity. Malcolm's eyes tight closed his gasping gurgling mouth agape as he
arched his hips trying to climb inside that paradisaical portal, Bryce
moaned and howled his delight as his innards felt the impaled dick
straining and stretching him while rubbing on his magical gland.

Bryce's dick oozed and drooled pre cum in long silvery string that
dropped to the bed beneath him adding to the innumerable stains deposited
over goodness knows how long. The small lens was recording every nuance
of their so delirious sex onto film and they didn't know that eyes also
watched their rutting from a small spy hole in the wall near the lens.
Behind the wall was the actual proprietor of the sleazy establishment,
a large middle aged Chinese man, who ran a number of both girls and
boys as prostitutes, he was a perverted person who loved watching others
enjoying sex and it wasn't often he got to perv on two Englishmen
carrying out such incredible erotic homosexual sex. The usual personages
using this room were drunken sailors or soldiers rooting his young charges
and now and then maybe a man with two of his young sexy playmates.

The man was stroking his cock as he watched the two young men; he was
wishing it were he doing the young sailor as he watched the trim taut
body of the almost hairless youth being soundly rooted with such
ferocity. He could hear the sounds emanating through the flimsy wall of the
room, even the moist slurps as Malcolm's beaut boner slipped in and out of
Bryce's deliciously moist depths. He could see the incredibly sexy
abdomen as the youth arched back drawing the silky smooth skin tightly
over his abdominal muscles that were flexing at every thrust from his
lover, the sight of the youth's rounded belly button on the silky skin with
the faint trail of blond hairs dusting the way down the smoothly
curved lower abdomen with the pronounced arteries swooping down to hide away
in his sparsely scattered fair pubes turned the spying older man on.

He was imagining lying there licking and sucking that sweet flesh,
taking that sexy dribbling shaft into his mouth and relishing those strings
of delicious dick juice instead of them being wasted soaking into the
grubby bedding. His cock was aching hard as he stroked it and salivated
over the two white men performing unknowingly for him and the camera,
he knew plenty of men who would pay good money to but copies of this
hot action. He suddenly doubled over and his stiff dick spurted his sperm
against the wall where it ran down to join the past deposits that
stained the wood where he'd let loose so many times watching the action
through the spy hole.

The businessman squeezed his fat wrinkled dick to empty his swollen
urethra before tucking his spent manhood back in his trousers before
gluing his eye back to the hole to watch the final throes of the men's sex
act. He watched Bryce's cock stiffen and swell as he began to ejaculate,
pearly ribbons arcing through the air to spatter all over the wooden
bed head and the filthy sheets, Malcolm's white sexy arse cheeks dimple
deeply as his climax raced through his fit body and he rammed hard into
the yielding alabaster pillows of Bryce's buttocks, his hips grinding
against the lad.


The watched smiled to himself knowing he had a winning sex film that
was going to add to his already huge bank account, he turned off the
camera and removed the film putting it into its tin container in readiness
to developing it and producing some still photographs from the film to
sell to those who enjoyed them. He walked off to his dark room to do
the developing.

After he departed Bryce and Malcolm enjoyed some sexy after play before
arising and dressing, they left the room and descended the rickety
stairs to the bar below, the barman leered at the two Englishmen and asked
if they had enjoyed their fun together. The other customers in the bar
all sat leering at them while eying the two young white men
lecherously as they rubbed their groins suggestively.

Bryce and Malcolm were overjoyed to leave the joint and walk out into
the fresh air outside, the two men wandered the streets taking in the
strange exotic foreign surroundings and the throngs of dark locals,
Bryce's battered bum began oozing juice as they looked for a public toilet.
They came across a truly British looking pub on a corner, it stood out
like a sore thumb amidst the foreign surroundings, they entered and
Bryce bolted to the rear where he saw the toilet leaving Malcolm to front
the bar and order a couple of pints of mild. The publican was an ex
salt who had retired in Colombo when he left the navy, he was an affable
old gent who had seen service before and during WW1 aboard torpedo boat
destroyers, the forerunners to the modern destroyers.

They started talking ships and battles until Bryce reappeared looking
much happier now he'd emptied the cum from his bum, he joined in the
chat until it came time to return on board as their leave expired, they
shook hands with the charismatic old man and left the pub vowing to
return when they could and telling him they would spread the word of his
excellent establishment.


                        To be continued.