Date: Mon, 14 Jul 2008 18:33:14 +0100
From: Gary Cutter <gcutter66@gmail.com>
Subject: ROYAL NAVY CAPERS :- A NIGHT IN MANILLA - 2

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ROYAL NAVY CAPERS - A NIGHT IN MANILLA



2 - Night


by


G. Cutter


I lay in the warmth of the Manilla night with my arm around young Andy. To
say the seduction had been a success would be an understatement, he'd done
everything I'd wished and I was surprised. I thought it was going to be a
struggle or even a stand up fight. Rape had crossed my mind, the
opportunity had been there and I suspect that this hotel had seen more than
it's fair share of rapes but then again I had a ship to go back to and if
I'd done the dirty deed I'd have been in a lockup on my return. So, to be
trite, all's well that ends well to grab a bit of Shakespeare. It was now
getting dark and the noise on the street was subdued as I'd closed the
balcony door and ran down the big slatted blinds. The ceiling fan was still
turning on a slow setting just stirring the air but not causing a
draught. It was pleasant and even more than that, I had a babyfaced boy
with a fabulous body laying alongside me and I now knew that he was game
for a game. A bit of a limp expression that but it says it all.

Over an hour had passed since he'd had his wicked way with me and an hour's
recovery had to be enough for a healthy seventeen year old at least it was
in my eyes. I slipped from the bed and got two bottles of Tiger from the
chiller and returned to sit alongside my young lover. Pulling the cover
down I was chuffed to see that his big cock was limp but thick just needing
some attention. Still holding the bottles I bent over and ran my tongue
down it's turgid length and felt it twitch, another and more laviscious
lick and he groaned.

'Drinkies,' I whispered and kissed his smooth jawline.

'What time is it?' He mumbled.

'The right time,' I answered feeling pretty smart and kissed him again
gently on his sweet lips.

'Dirty bastard,' he came fully awake and grinned at me. 'Oooh...' he
stretched his arms up. 'I feel fucked,' he looked at me almost coyly and
accepted the bottle I handed over. 'This stuff is crap.'

'Indeedy,' I agreed running my finger down his belly and then down his
penis which was now filling out and hardening. 'Indeedy,' I repeated and
gently cupped his heavy scrotum gently squeezing his gonads.

'Randy sod,' he looked at me and opened his legs slightly. I didn't know if
I was reading him rightly or wrongly but slipped my hand between his legs
and he opened them even further raising his knees placing his feet flat on
the bed. The covers were well out of the way now and I could clearly see
his hole with the surrounding darker skin and it looked none the worse for
it's deflowering (whatta word). His entry was a bit puffy and red but not
bruised and bashed as I'd rather expected. Basically he looked ready to go
as they say. I gave a little prod with my finger and he jerked. 'You need
some of that oil,' he spoke quite calmly.

'You up for it?'

'And the payback.' He raised himself on the bed maintaining the same
position only this time he had better support. 'You do me and I do you,
nothing's for free, Micky boy.'

Well, I knew that but it was nice to see that he'd accepted what had
happened already and what might and probably would in the near future. My
Andy was a willing lover and you can't ask for anything more than
that. Needless to say I was scrabbling around for the small tube of lotion
which he handed to me. He smiled calmly and settled down and sipped his
beer watching me and what I was going to do... talk about surreal, this was
off planet.

Another thing that was nice to see and this is getting away from the sex
angle just a little bit. We seemed to have settled into a little
partnership even if it was only for one night, I'd ceased to be a Leading
Signalman and he'd stopped being my junior... come on, you don't call the
Boss, Micky boy but all the same I liked it. The one thing we needed to
watch and that this more relaxed or totally relaxed relationship didn't
become obvious onboard. Some familiarity was accepteable going downwards,
senior to junior sort of thing but not juniors being familiar to seniors. I
hope that's clear but it was very important if we were going to keep this
thing under wraps but back to the night in that Manilla hotel which this is
all about.

I'd found the oil at last where he'd thrown it and uncapped and smothered a
finger in the stuff and he watched me intently. I saw him tense as I
smeared some on his puffy little pucker and he gave a sigh of relief as my
finger slipped into his heat and rubbed against his prostate. 'Aaah,
Micky...' he slipped down the bed a bit and groaned as my finger worked
it's way into the knuckle and I started to move it slowly in and out. He
clamped on me and grinned down. 'Dare I say that feels nice?'

'You dare, lover boy.'

'Soppy sod,' he laughed and wriggled on my finger. 'I like it though.'

'You'll like this more.' Keeping my finger moving I managed to clamber onto
the bed and knelt between his legs, the bottles of beer sat on the floor
forgotten as he smiled up at me and spread his legs even further offering
his all. I carefully slid my finger out and watched his hole slowly close
and smeared some of the lubricant on my hardon. I was on topline again and
my dick was so hard I could have broken rocks with it. I moved in and
rubbed my swollen glans across his sweet hole pushing gently and then
withdrawing.

'It's OK,' he smiled nervously. 'Take it easy.'

'Always,' I leant in and sealed my promise with a kiss and took him in one
steady push. He attempted to groan into my mouth but as soon as I was
lodged inside him I grasped his narrow hips and started to fractionally
move in and out sinking deeper and deeper into his tight warmth.

'Jesus,' he gasped and held me. 'It feels huge this way... it feels like a
bloody great sausage.'

'Now comes the lovemaking,' I husked and got my hands under his back
drawing onto me and slowly but firmly pushed in sheathing my complete
length in his hot body.

'Jeez...' he gasped and closed his eyes. 'Micky scores Andy,' he crushed me
in his arms as I started to move to and fro and this time for real. I could
have done it all night, I was so totally in love or lust with this kid it
wasn't true but he was mine and we still had a long night to go, in fact,
it had barely begun. This what they call 'the full frontal' has got to be
the best, you actually can't get any closer to anyone other than being
inside them and mashing your lips against theirs, eyeball to eyeball
contact and the movement of your body against theirs. Wonderful and the
best bit was that he'd want to try this as part of his sex-ed. As I moved
against and into him my belly massaged his scrotum and I saw his penis now
at full stretch jerk up and down on his gently rounded belly. 'Harder,
Micky... go harder,' he sobbed hanging onto me like one of those silly
rubber dolls.

'Yeah,' I gasped as he slipped down the bed and I started to penetrate him
straight downwards as he lay under me. I thrust and rammed but I couldn't
get in any deeper but he seemed to love it, he wrapped his legs around me
and bound me in with surprising strength as I tore into his writhing body
feeling my own heat rising at the base of my cock. This was going to be a
good one and I fleetingly thought of the Fillipino boy... he might arrive
to find two exhausted sailors and he would have a field day.

'Come on, come on,' Andy groaned pulling himself onto my thrusts and then
it started. I felt a burning surge and rammed into him and stayed in deep
as my cock jerked and fed an almightly load into his well oiled tunnel. I
nearly fainted as I felt myself pump and pump what seemed to be my very
soul into his loving body. It was done, I was spent and he lay there
impaled on my rigid cock with my spunk oozing out and slipping down onto
his tailbone. His legs slipped down my sweaty back and he smiled
tiredly. 'That was a good 'un.'

'Indeedy,' I agreed and lay on his sweat soaked body as his legs dropped
back onto the bed. He still held me and we rolled onto our sides my
softening member slipping free in a gush of stale cum. His tight little
hole was flooded and he seemed quite pleased with it all, he grinned and
smashed his lips onto mine.

'Boyfriends now?'

'Looks that way, Andy Pandy. No longer a Virgin Queen, eh?'

'Sssssh...' he looked at me seriously. 'This can't get out, never, ever.'

'This won't,' I promised him.

'Bloody well hope not. I'm going to the toilet and shower... gimme five.'
He grabbed a towel and slid carefully from the bed with his buttocks
tightly clenched. He did a funny walk to the bathroom with his legs tightly
together as if scared of dropping something and perhaps he was. I lay back
on the bed and waited the call, I wasn't disappointed.

'OK, now,' he leant around the door and grinned. 'Come on, I'll wash your
back.'

I sighed and got from the bed, I wasn't really concerned and I did need a
shower after all. I was still wondering if the Fillipino would come up as
he'd promised and also wondering how much more of this I could stand before
I collapsed. Of course, the other thing was some sort of a cover story when
we got back onboard. No one and I mean no one was going to believe we'd
shared a room and nothing had happened. Perhaps we should invent a shared
girl, a slut or something equally ludricous. The other way was just to
brazen it out and say that we both had too much to drink and slept like
logs. Anyway, that would keep until the morning for the moment I had a
slender youth with a body to die for and no doubt as hard as a chocolate
frog.

I pushed open the bathroom door to be greeted by a roomfull of steam and
the now familiar sight of Andy soaping off and clearly ready for action. To
prove that point he was standing facing the door washing his penis which
was at full stretch and raring to go. He waggled it at me and grinned.

'Will this Fillipino come up later? Whatcha reckon?'

'I reckon,' I stepped under the water. 'He has the hots for you.'

'Goody,' he laughed. 'Some night, eh?'

'Looking good.'

'How we going to handle him?'

'I'll get in front and get inside his trousers, you get behind and do what
you do best.'

'You're joking.'

'Am not, he wants a threesome otherwise he wouldn't be coming around.'

'I suppose so,' he said doubtfully. 'I wonder what he's like... naked I
mean. He looked rather nice with his clothes on.'

'We'll find out.' I permitted him to turn me around and start to sponge my
back. Cleanliness in next to Godliness or so the saying goes... what a load
of crap. 'Oi...' I jumped. he'd very craftily slipped his hand onto my bum
and then between my cheeks holing in one. 'You prick.' I cursed but held
firm squeezing my muscles on his moving finger.

'We doing it again?' He breathed heavily and I felt his erection slip on my
flank.

'You'll have nothing left for the room service kid.'

'Wanna bet,' he scoffed. 'We've got over two hours... time for a shag, time
for a kip and time for him.' Jesus, I'd awoken a monster but I did fancy
another go, this time he could go (or cum) frontal and then we could chat
dirty about what we were going to do with the Fillipino, of course, it
never crossed our minds that the youngster might have his own ideas.

'Sounds good,' I clamped my bum and expelled his fingers turning and
grabbing him for a soapy snog and some more body stroking. I didn't know
how I was going to keep my hands off him once we were back on the ship but
I'd have to learn pretty quick.

'Come on,' he grinned. The night was becoming turnaround night. It had
started off that I was supposed to be the seducer and he the seducee if
that's the word but after our first joining it had turned into a free for
all and he was just as eager as I was to sample the forbidden fruit (more
purple prose there... dont you just love it?). As soon as we even got near
the bed he leapt on me and we finished up in a struggling and laughing
heap, we knew what we were doing and it was still a bit of a training night
for him so I assumed the same position that he had and turned over the oil
to him. He knew what to do and he seemed to enjoy if. I was fascinated with
his dick, it just didn't seem to go down, at one stage it was loose and
hanging at the five inches or so, then it filled out and hardened and then
it was at full stretch at around the six inch mark... the thing was he was
built like a wire coat hanger but offputting this was his baby face. He
just didn't look capable of being so virile, of being so obviously boyish
and it wasn't until he started and then he proved he wasn't anyone's
toyboy. He knelt there sighing and looked down at me as I massaged his
stiffness with the oil and guided it down to my hole.

'Another first,' I smiled up at him.

'You've been done before surely,' he looked at me and smiled. 'A damn sight
more than I have and that's for sure.'

'Yeah but not by a schoolkid with a monster cock.'

He laughed obviously delighted with the compliment but who doesn't like
compliments especially during a night's loving or even a night's sex. 'I'm
not a schoolkid,' he frowned now holding his own oiled meat and screwing
his face up as he pushed it against my pucker.

'You look like one... ooooh.' He'd pushed and I felt myself stretch and
then his bulbous knob was inside me and he kept going. I was eased and
relaxed and it was no big deal although I flathanded his belly to stop him
getting carried away. It was role reversal basically, he grabbed my hips
and started to fuck and I wrapped my legs around him and enjoyed. For a
novice he was bloody good the key being that he wasn't trying to prove
anything, he wanted to enjoy and be enjoyed and that's the way it was. I
slid down the bed and he lurched above me fucking downwards hard and
fucking deep. I could feel every inch of his solid cock as it effortlessly
slipped in and out and his little bunch of curly pubics mashed up against
the base of my scrotum. In the end we were conjoined like an amoeba with
four arms and four legs and still he shagged on.

He had stamina, I'll give him that he was also learning how to do it right,
he was sweatily slapping in and doing a little screw at the end and I just
held him tightly enjoying the ride. Sweat was flying from his forehead
scattering droplets all over me and I was seriously worried about him
having a heat attack when he screwed his face up and smashed his lips onto
mine.

'Mmmm...' I held him and stroked his damp hair as I felt him jerk inside me
and warm wetness of his squirts as he shot his youthful spunk deep into my
belly. One more thust and a weaker and messier squirt and then he lay on me
as my legs slipped off his sweat sheened body. We lay belly to belly at the
end just puffing and panting. It was all over, we were both well and truly
knackered. Time to rest.

We probably lay there in a coma for half an hour to an hour and then
grogilly tottered to the bathroom and this time there was no messing
around. It was a good healthy shower and we then reversed the sheets on the
bed ready for our visitor, I just hoped it worked out well. I wasn't really
into threesomes not that I'd experienced too many and I knew for a fact
that Andy hadn't.

'Will he like being attacked front and back?' Andy and I lay across the bed
trying to keep it tidy or reasonably so.

'He hasn't got a lot of choice,' I laughed. 'He invited himself after all.'

'Nice brown bum,' Andy chortled.

'Light brown, he's a good looker.'

'He is,' Andy agreed. 'Anyway, if you do the front I get first crack at the
honeypot.'

'Honeypot,' I scoffed. 'He'll want a stab at you before the night's out.'

'I can handle it,' Andy cackled. 'I handled you and I bet you're bigger
than he is.'

'Time to find out,' I grinned as I heard a quiet knock at the door. He was
early but not to worry.'

The young man stood at the dor with a big smile on his face holding our
laundry and introduced himself straight away. 'Hello, I'm Juan, your
friendly room service person.'

'Let's see how friendly,' I took his free hand and drew him into the room
which was now lit by one wall light above the bed and what filtered in
through the drawn blinds. 'Thanks for the laundry,' I took the white fronts
and handed them to Andy who had leapt into hover mode. 'When do you have to
go back to work?'

'Eight in the morning. The night man has the desk now.'

'Goody,' I grabbed him around his trim waist and drew him into myself which
created a giggle. He was dressed in long white trousers and a white shirt
with a black waistcoat on but Andy had moved in behind him and was busy
removing that. We were both wearing just our towels and they dropped onto
the floor in the mini struggle leaving us naked. Juan just laughed softly
and accepted my lips onto his as I unbuttoned his shirt. His hand had
dropped and he held my erection gently working it to and fro as his shirt
was disposed of exposing a smooth and light brown torso almost milky coffe
coloured or maybe caramel but beautiful. He had big dark brown aureals with
jutting nipples but Andy's arms were around him from the back fingering
those.

Trousers next, he had been wearing flip flops but these had been kicked off
as he entered the room. Amongst the kissing and struggling I unclipped his
waitband and dropped his zip causing more laughter and wriggling. As his
trousers descended his brown form was exposed in all it's glory but now
clad in a tight pair of white briefs clearly outlining a meathy tool. OK,
so it wasn't as big as Andy or myself but what it lacked in length it made
up for in girth. It was one fat sausage and as Andy'd hands snaked around
and grabbed it Juan moaned and pushed back. I reckoned Andy's own hardness
must have been poking against the Fillipinos bottom by now. It was time, I
hooked my thumbs in the top of his briefs and slowly drew then down his
smooth thighs until his thick penis popped free and crushed up against
mine, Andy's hands were still there and took a firm grip on our guest's
equipment as we slowly subsided onto the freshly made bed.

Juan was perfectly compliant and if it wasn't for the thick and slightly
chunky erection jutting from his groin he could have been a girl he was so
into the kissing and the cuddling. Andy's mind was clearly on other things
as Juan clung to me as I kissed down his tawny body heading south and Andy
did the same to the rear.

'Turn around,' I whispered laying flat in the centre of the bed and
manhandling Juan above me so that he was crouched with his face above my
groin and his stiff fatty jerked above my face but not for long. I grabbed
if and guided it down to my mouth and took the tasty morsel in and he went
down on me. He was set up for Andy to do his stuff and my young friend
didn't disappoint. I heard Juan moan and from what I could see he was
getting the finger treatment from Andy, he was getting a little taste of
what lay ahead.

I saw Andy's pale legs either side of me with Juan's and I got one glimpse
of Andy's fully extended penis before it disappeared, from the drawn out
moan I guessed where it had gone.

''That's big,' Juan slobbered around my saliva coated cock and then he
began to merrily suck away as Andy went to work. The bed shook and Juan's
body was jolted to and fro as Andy did his thing but Juan gamely held to my
cock sucking and tickling my balls but his mind must have been on the young
boyflesh up his bum as as the end he just lay his face on my slippery cock
and I let him go. He probably had a better use for his cum and from the way
he'd looked at young Andy I could guess what.

Andy had gone into overdrive now and Juan was nearly laying flat out on me
and Andy was still plugging away with fleshy slaps as their bodies made
contact.

'Oh yeah, oh yeah,' Juan gasped and wriggled his sweet brown fanny as he
was shagged, this rubbed his thick brown cock on my face and I took the
occasional swipe with my tongue but the pressure was off me, Juan was now
thrusting his bottom up to meet the assault.

'Yeah,' Andy grunted with satisfaction and I took Juan into my mouth again
as he crouched above me with his brown bum rammed back onto Andy as my pal
quite clealy shot his bolt. 'Whew.' Andy gasped and slowly slipped free
from Juan and lay to the side. Juan laughed and disengaged from me and lay
in the middle of us both with a big grin on his gleaming brown face.

'You're quick workers you two.' He reached out either side and grasped
Andy's semen stained and softening cock and my much harder edition. 'Very
nice for an opening,' he looked at me and then Andy. He raised himself up
on his elbows and looked down at himself. 'Junior's ready for some action.'
I bent down onto his belly and lapped at the end of his purple and bulging
glans and he was right, I could taste the sour and sweet of his juices,
this Fillipino kid was on top line.

'Andy's volunteered to be first bottom,' I injected a bit of organisation
into the brief hiatus. I wanted to keep the action going, lets face it this
was my night with Andy and it might be my last. As the good book says,
there's a time to pig out and a time not to, this was the time of the
porker.

'Aw Gawd,' Andy did a mock groan as Juan suddenly moved and got between his
legs in a kneeling position. his dark brown spike jutted menacingly and it
didn't look all that small now. Andy's eyes gleamed as he looked at the
bulging knob and his mouth split in a grin as Juan lifted pale legs and
positioned himself. Just so Juan knew how it was going to work out I got
into position behind him also on my knees. 'Don't squash me,' Andy warned
and then groaned as he felt Juan's weeping kob push against his bruised and
puffy sphincter. 'Take it easy, Juan.'

'Yeah, sure,' Juan grinned and pushed. Moments later he was fucking and I
was tight behind him. Steadying him for a moment I positioned and slid hard
and deep into his well lubricated and cum oozing hole.

'Jeez...' Juan moaned and then we got down to it trying to work upto a
rythm and poor Andy lay on the bottom with his legs resting on Juan's
shoulder as Juan fucked him and I fucked Juan. Not the most comfortable of
threesomes but different that was for sure.

Juan was good if a little sloppy but that was Andy's fault. I got the
benefit as he rammed into Andy his buttocks clamped on me and I was so
ramped up I came at the same time he did. It was a good one and it went on
all night until we finally split and dopped off into an exhausted sleep
around one or two in the morning.

The street was quiet but dawn had done it's thing and a faint light was
percolating into the room through the blinds when I felt Juan slip from the
bed and head for the bathroom. Seeing that Andy was sleeping like a dead
man I gave Juan five minutes to do his personal bit and slipped from the
bed and silently padded to the bathroom quietly opening the door to find
out Fillipino friend in the shower. A sight for sore eyes indeed with his
slim and trim brown form all sudsy and slippery.

'Mind a bit of company, Juan?'  He gave me a toothy grin and I stepped into
the shower alongside him grabbing his soap sheened form in a slippery
embrace.

'Jeez, you're hard again,' he soaped my stiffness and giggled as I grasped
his tight little buttocks.

'Thought you might like a soapy one.'

'I might,' he laughed and turned in my arms. 'English boys are few and far
between around here.'

'Mmmm...' I was past talking. The rub of my hardness against his tight arse
was getting me going again and I let my penis slip up into his crack.

'On the carpet,' he sniggered and dragged me from the shower still both
dripping water and he lay down at my feet starting up at me. I dropped to
my knees as he hoisted his knees upto his chest offering his all. 'Your
friend is asleep?'

'Dead as a doornail,' I grinned and rubbing my engorged erection against
his slippery pucker pushed in gently until I felt his heat and body accept
me.

'Aaaaah...' his legs wrapped around me and he sighed quite happily. Taking
one of my hands he moved it onto his own hardness and I slowly wanked him
as I took him all the way.

This was nice apart from being on a tatty rug on a very hard floor but then
again love conquers all and I did spare a thought for Andy fast asleep in
the other room, maybe only a little one. Juan was good after his little bit
of a cleanup and cleanout he was like a virgin. Maybe a second hand virgin
but as I've said he was good and his dark brown penis was fuilly on parade
again. The thing stuck up on his flat belly protuding from it's black
haired nest like a thick liquorice stick and it was all mine. I shagged
deep and hard and as he was moaning for me to cum, I did. Maybe not the
best cum in the world but he was happy squirming and grinning as I felt my
own weapon discharge into his tight bbrown arse.

'I gotta go, the night man will be jumping up and down.' he looked at me
and then very obviously at his stalky stalk protuding up onto his belly. I
took the hint and dropped my head. 'I love Brits, once you get going, you
really do.'

'Mmmmfph...'

He stretched out his legs and arms as I sucked away at his sexual organ, in
the end he was pumping up into my mouth and ruffling my hair. I could taste
him oozing and his balls had gone tight. My Fillipino pal was on the
verge. Suddenly he grabbed my head and held it down hard onto his cock as
he thrust upwards and I felt and tasted his creamy spunk squirt into the
back of my throat. After that he let go as I swallowed and then let me
drain his juices as he lay exhausted on the rug.

I slid up his slippery body kissing all the way and finished up with my
deflated penis pressed against his as I kissed letting him taste his own
slime. It was great but all good things must come to an end (yet another
quotation) and we had a quick rinse under the shower and he left. That was
the end of Juan although he did tell me the laundry and beer were on the
house 'for being good boys' as he put it, he also told me that they did a
breakfast at nine thirty which gave us loads of time to catch the return
boat.

I got back into bed with Andy and snuggled upto his smooth boy's body. I
had two hours and I was absolutely knackered, played out, shagged,
deolished... you get the idea... I was done. However, Andy my little dream
child rolled inwards and I felt the very obvious pressure of his thick,
overlong penis against my leg. I turned my back and pressed my bum against
his. I was a bit curious to see how he was when he woke up, would he be the
same randy brat from last night or would he be back into his Ice Queen
persona?

I didn't have long to wait and I stiffened as I felt Andy's arm sneak
around me and he moved in closer, naturally enough his stiffness pressed up
against my bum. A quick wiggled and it relocated, I felt his hot cock press
between my legs, I opened just slightly and he slipped in and moved up
tightly with his now totally stiff boy cock clamped tightly between my
thighs.

'You remember last night?' He mumbled. Remember it, how could I forget?

'Yeah, very well, I haven't got that short a memory.'

'Dunno whether to be disgusted with myself of proud,' he kept his voice
down and in spite of his curious remark kissed the back of my neck and gave
another little prod. 'All a bit pervy and someone's got to talk about us,
bunch of bloody gossips they are.'

'You deal with your teeny angst,' I gently pushed into his hot
groin. 'Regarding the rest... front it out, nothing happened. We'd both had
stacks to drink and just collapsed.'

'They'll never believe us.'

'Who cares. Play it dead straight. We both drank too much, we'd both done a
night shift, collapsing is quite reasonable. We shared a gi-huge bed and
slept about a foot apart. Keep the story simple and damn the torpedoes.'

'I suppose,' he didn't sound too sure but I was pretty sure he'd stick to
his story. He didn't want to be labelled a poof or worse still an older
person's little girl friend. He'd keep quiet and if anyone got too nosey
I'd jump on them, I did have a hook on my arm after all. On the other hand
it might be better letting him fight his own battles we just needed to be
careful about our behaviours onboard, this little incident would fizzle and
some of them would wonder but that's all they could do. I could handle a
bit of gossip, they'd soon find someone else to have a go at. 'Talking
about torpedoes,' he chuckled and gave a dig. 'How long we got?'

'Just under two hours before breakfast, call it an hour and a half.'

'Sounds good,' he snuggled against my back and I could feel his warm breath
on my neck. 'I'm soooo hard,' he whined.

'Depends if you're in a disgusted or proud move,' I quoted his remark back
to him.

'Proud,' he giggled and pulling away a little tugged my shoulder putting me
onto my back and with a scramble clambered between my legs. 'Proud and
hard.'

I just looked up at him and his jutting man sized cock, it was totally hard
and his dark red glans gleamed in the morning light. I held it steady and
squirted some of the oil onto his pale shaft and worked it in as he groaned
and tensed under my slow wanking.

'Lovely,' I admired it's slippery and oh so firm length, it's slightly
weeping glans and raised my legs, he took the hint. Leaning forward he
kissed me early morning dog breath and all and I felt his pressure at my
back door. He was inside me in a moment not that I was putting up
resistance. I lay back holding his hips to stop him going to Rambo mode and
eventually hooked my legs around his waist as he bottomed out. It seemed to
have regrown and we made love in comfort, no rush, no panic and no great
hassle. He was savouring both him and myself in the small amount of time we
had left. If he felt anything like me he'd want it to go on forever but
that would change when he felt the rising of the heat. Once the pre
climactic itch and twitch is there all the sedate love making tends to go
out of the window.

'OH my Gawd, I'm in love,' he whispered and started to go faster. I pressed
my legs around him tighter and to my surprise I was as hard as a rock
again, I'd thought after Juan I was a spent force but here, half an hour on
and I was horny again, incredible.

'Prove it,' I gasped and clamped hard on his thrustings.

He smashed his lips against mine and I felt his rock solid meat throb and
he squirted and spurted his best yet. A few hours sleep had done the kid
the world of good and I literally trembled as I felt his huge cum blast
into my gut and he slowed down on a coating of his own slimy
spunk. 'Gawd...' he moaned and slowly subsided onto me and we lay joined by
out sweaty bellies.

'Happy, Rabbit Boy?'

'Yeah, over the moon,' he giggled as his softening penis slid from it's cum
drenched nest and that's my well shagged and slightly sore arse in case you
haven't figured. This time I felt it, I felt as if I was going to be
walking bandy for the rest of the day. I let my mind wander as we lay
together content in our stickiness and sex stink. It was going to be so
hard keeping my distance once back on the ship knowing day by day his
juices were replenishing and the only relief he'd have would be whatever
nook or cranny he found to wank in. All that creamy boy semen and it was
goling to be wasted into a tissue or a bit of rag. I'd go nutty but right
now and in spite of the recent experience with Juan I was up for it and
from his giggles so was he.

He finally assumed his previous position and he lay there with his knees
upto his chest exposing his darker skinned pucker. It looked slightly puffy
but not damaged in any way and twitched like a little beasty as I probed it
with oil sheened finger.

'Don't fuck about,' he looked up at me and grinned. 'I know you did Juan in
the bathroom earlier, I wanna see if you've any left for me.'

I did.



								The End



I suppose this should have been Part 3 but I decided to tack it onto Part 2
just to end this little story and get it out of the way. This bit is a bit
reminiscent of my Portsmouth Capers (also published by Nifty) and I'm not
too sure which came first in my mind. Probably because they're both based
(very loosely) on the same true happening of quite some time ago... the
sixties in fact. Anyway, here goes

I know it goes against accepted practice to tack on a lump to a story but
what happened two months later wasn't really part and parcel of
Manilla. Manilla was my first time with Andy and we survived the gossip and
innuendo when we got back on board but people soon lost interest. I think
they saw us keeping our distance and slipped back into the Old Navy
thinking (live and let live) which is a little different to the rather
sanctimonious drivel I've heard coming from the New Navy in a couple of
recent television programmes. Anyway, interesting as it may be this isn't
the time or place to compare Old against New Navy. I'll just say one thing
and that is we'd never send a boarding parties away under near wartime
conditions which included one yob with a Walkman stuck in his ear, a rather
overweight Leading Sailoress and a commanding Lieutenant who didn't seem to
know what day it was.

After Manilla we did a couple of weeks in the north and that was at Hong
Kong and then we were on our way back to Singapore which was our Main
Base. We had what the called a 'local refit' and this would last three
months. We would have temporary relief on station and would be tied upto
the jetty at the Naval Base (we had at the time) and undergo a variety of
modifications and repairs. We also had a new Signals Office Messenger added
to our happy twosome which upset the apple cart a bit. Andy had done all
the running around until that time which naturally left me alone in the
office with only our Flag Deck man to call on. This, it seemed, was
unacceptable and we had a Boy Seaman tacked onto our little team. His name
was Brian Staley and he was sixteen, even younger than Andy but he was
didn't have Andy's lithe grace (or coat hanger build to be cruel). Brian
was all boy, a smoothy cutey in spades. Floppy blonde hair topped a fresh
complexion which was cheeky to say the least. This kid had come through the
boy's training which at that time was Victorian and had survived and more
importantly so had his sense of humour. Of course being a servant of the
Signals Department was a step down as far as he was concerned but he got on
with it with a cheeky grin I might add. He was a cracker and I think Andy,
my supposed boyfriend, was in love. To put it bluntly he wanted to get
inside Brian's shorts.

Back to the refit, we did extended watches which meant we did twenty fours
hours on and twenty four off which was ideal as it gave us all the time in
the world for the normal Singaporean pursuits like swimming, sports and of
course touring the capital city and the local kampongs. Brian, the baby
sailor worked in conjunction with us the only important differfence being
he didn't have to do the night watches between ten in the evening and six
in the morning. The Navy believed in it's nautical rugrats getting a good
night's sleep.

Just as an aside: Singapore and Malaysia didn't exist at the time of this
story, they were still both part and parcel of Malaya. Malaya had something
still dragging on called The Emergency but we with the much appreciated aid
of our Oz and Kiwi pals had just about put and end to that.

'They hire boats out at the end of the Dockyard,' Andy mentioned one
evening when we were about to say good night to Brian. The office was quiet
and I was looking forward to a bit of solo time with Andy but we had to be
careful. Nothing as silly as getting naked and getting down to it.

'Mmmm...' I stretched out and tried to position myself in line with the
fan.

'We should make an afternoon of it,' Andy suggested.

'I like a good kip in the afternoon,' I objected. 'I'm not getting any
younger.'

'Seem alright to me,' Andy giggled and I saw Brian give him a curious
look. I suppose he was a bit surprised. Juniors weren't to supposed to be
mates with seniors and that was the status of myself and Andy as I've
explained before. 'We could give it a go for an afternoon,' Andy pressed
the point.

' I can come as chaperone,' Brian chipped in with a smug smile sort of
inviting himself but I've have to give his remark some thought. Mind you
Brian had no respect for authority at a lower level and that was moi in
this case.

'Mmmm.' I was undecided and a mumble seemed a good reply.

'You don't have to stay awake all night do you?' Brian looked at us
both. 'You can snooze surely.'

'Yeah, sorta,' Andy admitted. 'We could go after lunch.' he added as an
afterthought.

'I'm game,' Brian grinned.

'Swimming trunks, towel and bring your own fresh water,' I made the
decision. 'Main gangway at one o'clcock.'

'Banzai,' Brian pumped his fist in the air. Mind you, I suppose it was a
bit of one upmanship for him to be actually going ashore or 'off ship' with
two 'adults' and from the famous Signals Department.

We said goodnight to Brian shortly after that and settled down for the for
the rest of the night. The pretty unofficial routine was that I snatched a
couple of hours sleep as did Andy so we didn't actually both stay awake all
night. There was always someone on watch and around six o'clcock we had a
cleanup in time for Brian to join us fresh from his bunk. Normally whilst
in dock we could probably both have snoozed but in refit there were people
around all the time, 24/7 as they say nowadays but enough of that. Our
watch finished at midday and we got into the forenoon routine and I must
admit I was looking forward to an afternoon out with the boys. At least I'd
get to see my Andy in pinup mode and even naked if we got anywhere safe
enough for skinnydipping. Of course, Brian was a mystery, I'd seen him in
shorts and barechested, that was routine enough but in wet swimmers, that
was something else. Just as another historical footnote the days of speedos
were in the distant future. What the locals wore as swimming costumes were
nothing more than abbreviated boxers and must have been one of the sexiest
garments of the time and place... once wet they hid abso-bloody-lutely
nothing. Great stuff.

Anyway (that word again), Andy and I met up with Brian on the gangway and
we booked off the ship which is slightly different to 'going ashore', we
would remain on naval property and therefore had to be in the
Quartermaster's book as 'non libertymen'. Complicated and I wish I hadn't
got into it.

We wandered down to the far end of the dockyard which was reasonably quiet
as most of the work was done from daybreak to lunchtime and not what you
would call nine 'til five. There was one sleepy looking teenaged Chinese
kid looking after the boats who gave us a choice and we selected a
dinghy. Three in canoe seemed a bit uncomfortable and they are prone to
capsise especially with two hyper teenies on board. We set off with no
payment and no time limit and headed upstream towards a couple of small
islands. The Chinese kid assured us that we were his only customers and
there were no other off duty sailors on the water. Suited me, peace and
quiet (and a bit of shade) seemed quite attractive. I had no idea what Andy
and Brian were cooking up but I'd noticed they were a lot friendlier away
from the ship and suspected my little pal may be going into his prick tease
mode. He seemed to be doing a lot of unnecessary bending over, put it that
way.

'Christ, it's hot,' Brian moaned as he rowed... he and Andy were taking
turns, I was acting the lazy prat.

'Mad dogs and Englishmen,' I quoted. 'Keep your shirt on until we get to
that island, it looks like it's got some shade.'

'Hope there's no creepy crawlies,' he grinned back.

'Just Andy,' I laughed.

'Shurrup,' Andy yelled and flicked water from the Straits at me. The island
neared and it seemed a comfortable size, I mean it was about a quarter of
the size of a football pitch to be very vague but had three or four
slightly wrecked palm trees and a couple of stunted shrubs, meaning at
least there was some shade. The beach for what it was worth was sandy with
a few well worn rocks at the end. I'm surprised it wasn't more frequented
but it was the middle of the week and sailors are lazy. It probably got
visited at weekends but here and now is was deserted which suited fine. I'd
make a point of coming here with Andy alone next time as it would be the
perfect place for full scale sex which is what I badly needed.

'Hey, up,' Andy leapt from the boat and thigh deep in water pulled it in
and up onto the sand. 'Great...' he tore his shirt and shorts off and was
back into the water. Brian looked at him for a moment, got splashed and
then followed his example, I did the grown up bit and pulled the boat right
up and took the towels and abandoned clothing upto a cleared space amongst
the trees and collapsed. I was shagged but stripped off to my swimming
trunks and lay out in the shade. I closed my eyes and the sound of the two
infants in the water faded... perfecto.

I must have dozed of immediately as I was rudely awoken by water being
sprinkled on me and opened my eyes to find two visions standing above
me. Both Andy and Brian were fresh from their swimming and playing around
and were standing there with their skimpy swimmers absolutely glued to
their firm young bodies and hiding absolutely nothing. I was used to Andy's
overgrown cock by now but Brian was not far behind him and both seemed
oblivious to what seemed to me to be a semi aroused state. Brian although
the younger was as tall as Andy and more muscular, in fact, he was a
visioon and I could see from Andy's expression he thought the same.

'That was excellent,' he smoothed the water from his short hair and
grabbing his towel spread it alongside me and lay down. 'Gawd. I must have
a man tonight,' he stretched out and laughed.

'Carry on like that and you'll get one,' Brian grinned and went through the
towel routine the other side of me.

'Har, har,' Andy was unfazed. 'Gotta get these wet knickers off,' he
struggled with the tight pants and managed to peel the miniscule garment
down his legs. I peeped. Well, of course I did but so did Brian I noticed
and I swear I saw a flicker of interest in his eyes as Andy displayed his
all.

'Donkey Kong,' Brian stared at stared at my beautiful lover boy with open
admiration and I grinned. Things might happen yet with these two. 'I'll
skinny dip next time,' he declared boldly. 'These can dry out.' Then to my
suprise he too peeled off his wet trunks and rather modestly settled back
down only onto his belly which was all Andy was waiting for.

'Beautiful bum, Mick.' He had to say something outrageous.

'I noticed,' I replied and he was right, it was nearly as nice as his own.

'I'm a bit burnt,' Brian remarked ignoring the remarks but I noticed he
clenched his buttocks as if giving us a demonstration on clampage. 'That's
the trouble with being blonde, I love the sun, my skin doesn't.'

'I've got some sun tan stuff here,' I offered but true to form Andy
snatched the stuff from my hand and clambered over me to get to Brian. That
suited me fine, I'd sit and watch and give any encouragement as if they
needed it. Brian just lay there and wriggled his belly against his towel as
Andy squirted the white cream from his shoulders and downwards. I'll give
him one thing, he wasn't all that shy and he sighed quite happily as Andy
started to massage the oil into his shoulders. The problem I noted with a
bit of a smirk was that Andy was rising to the ocassion, his inner thoughts
or lusts were letting him down as his penis rose from a softy to a stiffy.

'Shit,' he muttered looking crestfallen.

Whassup,' Brian mumbled appearing to be half asleep or pretending to be.

'Nothing,' Andy giggled and Brian glanced sideways at me.

'Funny boy,' he remarked. 'Get your trunks off, Mick. You look all pervy
with us two in the nude. A bit of an old granny,' he added for effect.

'Yeah, come on,' Andy chipped in. 'Brian wants to see your bits.'

'Do not.'

'Do,' Andy moved himself down a bit and I noticed that his hands were in
the small of Brian's back and I wondered if he was going to go the whole
course. 'Lovely bum,' he whispered.

'Perv,' Brian giggled and did his little cheek clench again.

I was in an awkward situation myself by now. Watching Andy doing his slow
massage which I found extremely sensual I too had sprung a stalk and was a
bit reluctant to strip off. I suppose in a way it was acceptable for the
kids and they would hardly betray each other but I was different, I was the
adult and the senior. It was perfecrly acceptable between myself and Andy
but Brian was something else. Brian, to be blunt, could drop us right in
the shit.

'Jeez, Andy...' Brian moaned and glancing across again I saw that Andy had
taken the bull by the horns in a manner of speaking and had squirted the
white lotion right across Brian's snowy well formed buttocks and had
grabbed meat. No messing with my boy he had two handfuls of firm flesh and
was working the glop in and Brian was laying there lapping the attention up
like a big cat. 'You've got the touch... bold cow,' he giggled and gave me
a sly look. 'Does he do this for you?' He paused and grinned broadly. 'I
expect he would if I wasn't here.'

'Maybe.' I was nonmcommital.

'Roll over,' Andy instructed. 'I'll do your chest.'

'No way,' Brian giggled into his scrunched up shirt he was using as a
pillow.

'Come on,' Andy wheedled.

'I can't,' Brian choked and I saw him reddening in a blush and I knew what
his problem was. He also looked at me again and I saw his eyes drift
downwards.

'Come on, we're all boys together,' I whispered moving in a little.

'Get your trunks of then.' Brian demanded. 'Then no ones going to tell
tales.'

He'd hit the nail right on the head and I was pleased. He'd opened the door
just a crack and he was right. No pain, no gain as they say. I tugged my
skimpy shorts down keenly aware of his eyes glued on my crotch and as I did
he slowly rolled over onto his back. As I'd guessed he was totally and
spectacularly hard. He was big as well, not quite as big as Andy was but
Andy was a one off. Brian was a close second and his fully extended cock
was as hard as a broom handle. In spite of his brilliant blush he grinned
when he saw Andy fully extended as I was. I put my hand on his belly well
clear of his stiffness and he jumped but then giggled as Andy squirted more
of the oil onto his tummy and over my hand.

'This is so bent,' his voice shook.

'So good,' Andy contradicted him and looked at me. That was it we both set
to massaging and oiling the now laughing and squirming Brian but Brian
liked it. If anything he was getting harder and finally I spotted it, a
pearly bead of precum at the tip of his cock and then it dropped onto his
belly.

'Shit,' he cursed.

'Nice,' Andy took the lead again and wrapped his oily hand around Brian's
stiffness and calmly took Brian's own hand and guided it down. Brian gave
me one nervous glance and then maybe feeling reassured took hold of Andy's
swaying hardon and I took the boy's tight nutsac into my hand.

That was it, it was all over. Brian relaxed and just lay back to enjoy
himself being slowly wanked by Andy and himself returning the compliment. I
was still a bit of a spare prick at the wedding but we had a long afternoon
ahead of us.

Brian shuddered as Andy expertly handled him running his thumb of the boy
seaman's swollen knob smearing ther bead of precum and tickling at the
flared edge of the glans. Brian moaned as Andy's hand moved faster and
faster, I'd moved back now and was watching with interest... was it going
to be a straightforward wank or was anything else going to happen?

'Jeez... I'm gonna cum,' Brian moaned and I saw his belly muscles, his abs
tighten and his meat seemed to swell.

'Get with it, Brian,' Andy spoke roughly and grabbed Brian's hand returning
it to it's original position. Brian quite willingly jerked Andy as my chum
moved closer so that their slippery erections were mere inches apart.
'Jeeeeezus.' Andy wailed and his long cock twitched and I saw the first
long streamer of his cum shoot onto Brian's cock and onto the boy's
belly. A second later Brian also squirted and their creamy slime puddled
and mixed mainly on Brian's belly, cock and balls as Andy was half raised
above him. As they finished Andy lay on Brian and far from pushing him off
Brian held my boyfriend tightly grabbing his bum cheeks and giggling as
Andy moved or slipped against him. They were a mess as both were healthy
boys and both had done exceptional cums. Mind you there's been a good
leadup and I suppose the security of the place helped.

'Nice show,' I commented laying back and smiling up at the underside of the
palm.

'Yeah, well we don't want you gossiping about us later on,' Andy spoke
quietly and I heard Brian mumble agreement.

'One way to sort that out,' I whispered which I think was what Andy wanted
to hear.

'True,' Andy giggled and I heard a whisper as I closed my eyes and then I
felt the pressure of two bodies against me, the boys had me surrounded.
Andy got the ball rolling, he turned inwards and his hand grasped me and
moments later Brian did the same. I wasn't going to last long. I had no
chance with two sexed up boys pressing against me with their slippery cocks
pressed up against me and both were still randy. I took the ultimate gamble
and turned to Andy and grabbed him kissing him and then slipping my
erection between his smooth thighs. 'Sex maniac,' Andy whispered and
reached around me clasping my bottom and pulling me in tightly.

I think it was then that Brian got the message, he shuffled in behind me
and I felt his slippery cock now fully rehardened slip up between my legs.

'This is so hot,' he clung to my back and made vague pumping motions. He
wanted to but he didn't know how far he would be allowed to go.

'You want to, Brian?' I murmured as his stiffness worked up under my balls
and I clamped as he fucked in on sweat and oil.

'Yeah,' he whispered and I guess he was doing another of his blushes.

'Go for it,' Andy giggled and I felt his lips on my chest, he was moving
down my body and as I lay in the shade with the two wriggling forms
attacking me I relaxed. I don't know if Brian realised but nothing was for
nothing and we still had a long way to go yet. For the moment I relaxed,
Andy was now down at crotch level and I felt his mouth take me in, at the
same time I felt the pressure of Brian's bulging knob at my pucker, a brief
pain and he was in me.

Our twosome had become a threesome and it was anyone's guess where we went
from here but it all looked pretty good as I lay there playing witrh lover
boy's short hair and his ears as he sucked away and clenched on Brian's
thrusts as he fucked.



				 THE REAL END


I know this one is a bit of a rehash of previous stories but it worked

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