Date: Mon, 29 May 2000 19:29:56 EDT
From: Alex Carbine
Subject: World Tour 4

World Tour 4/suck/fuck/dildo

by Alex Carbine

	Please excuse the slow beginning, but one has to set the scene and
there is no short way. I have no way of knowing how many chapters this will
end up with, and I give the usual warning that there are graphic
descriptions of man to man sex, of many types. So if you do not wish to
read this, go away now!!! However if you do enjoy the titillation reading
about this can give, hold at the back of your mind that what I describe
actually happened. I know, I was there!!!!!


Chapter 6.


Mombasa

	For those of you who don't know, Mombasa is in Kenya, half way down
the right-hand side of Africa. I first visited the port when Rhodesia was
being blockaded by the British Government and the ' Beira Blockade' was on
- which probable only means something to those who study history. Currently
the white farmers in what was southern Rhodesia are currently being
murdered by a small number of the black population who have finally become
so jealous of their white managers that they have taken up arms in the name
of 'freedom', much to their black brothers' distress, as they are murdering
the guys who feed and pay them. Talk about shooting yourself in the
foot..... History is littered with countries containing guys who thought
that they were oppressed, but found that without their 'oppressors' they
could not make the economy work! And then they found that other (normally
worse) oppressors took over and left them behind. Enough of this
tub-thumping and on with my diary.

	I flew in to the airport and took a taxi to my hotel at Nyali
Beach, some few miles north, outside the town. It has a beach which looks
like the one used for chocolate adverts, with miles of white beach and
nodding cocoa palms. I had been looking forward to seeing the old town
again, so I showered and changed and then took a taxi into town. As I drove
down Kilindini Road and went under the massive metal structure in the shape
of two giant elephant tusks, the memories came flooding back. I asked the
taxi to stop at 'The Sunshine Day & Night Bar' and, with a sweeping U turn
he drove his yellow taxi back up Kilindini Road to the bar. I walked in and
it was as if nothing had changed - loud pop music and grimy furniture. I
went over to the bar and asked for a bottle of Tusker Beer and a clean, dry
glass. A young girl detached herself from a small group of girls and came
over to stand next to me.

	"You on holiday here?" she asked and put her hand on my shoulder. I
knew what she was doing and played along with it.

	"Yes, flew in two hours age." I told her. Her hand came down my arm
to my elbow.

	"Looking for fun?" she asked, and the back of her other hand
started rubbing the front of my trousers. I looked down at her hand and
then moved quickly and grabbed her hand as it left my elbow and before she
had a chance to go for my wallet in my inside jacket pocket.

	"Looking for trouble?" I asked her, and laid her hand on the
counter, still holding her wrist. She smiled a toothy grin and said, "No
problem sah!" and moved to take her hand away. I kept ahold of it, and her
grin switched off. She looked up into my eyes. "No problem," she
repeated. "What are you looking for?" she then asked. "Nothing you can
supply." I answered.

	She licked her lips slowly, "I can sucky-sucky you good." I was
sure she could but I wanted something else. "No good," I said. "What you
want then?" "Something else," I said. "You want boys?" she said. My silence
and a slight smile confirmed her question. "I can get you boys. Where you
stay?"  I told her the name of the hotel, but did not give the number of
the room. Previous experience has taught me that a telephone call is
quicker than a taxi, and that my room would have been 'gone over' before I
returned to it again. "How much you pay?" she asked. "Who you, or the
boys?..... Make me an offer."

	She looked me up and down theatrically and then named a price. I
countered with half of what she said. We entered into the time honoured
battle of bartering. I was having fun as she tried to squeeze me for every
last Kenyan Shillinge, but soon a bargain was struck. I would meet her
'boys' on the hotel beach and select what I liked and pay them direct, the
others to go away. I gave her a reasonable handling fee and the time for
this meeting was set for ten o'clock the next morning. I had the feeling
that she would do what she said, and not just take my money and disappear.

	I left the bar and walked up the road past the carving salesmen and
their rickety stalls. Each accosted me with a handful of carvings, but I
was not interested. I stopped at the Hotel at the main intersection in town
and, sitting out on the pavement, sipped an ice cold Tusker Beer and
contemplated the picture of a raging bull elephant on the bottle
label. Tomorrow really would be another day.

	Nothing else happened that day. I returned to the Hotel at Nyali,
had a good dinner and watched the sun go down through a mild haze of
alcohol. I slept soundly and awoke to my call at 8 am. Breakfast was taken
next to the pool, and then I returned to my room to change for the
beach. What should I wear? I had unpacked my cases and so I went through my
drawers trying to get inspiration. I ended up with a light blue thong
swimsuit which has a yellow and black diagonal stripe running across the
front pouch, which I knew accentuated the shape of my cock and balls. A
matching 't' shirt and sun hat completed the outfit - just a little
something I had bought in Rome, quite small really but with an outrageous
price tag!

	I made my way down through the front gardens, past the pool and
onto the dazzling white sands of the beach. It was a quarter to ten and I
looked up and down the beach but was all on my own. There were sun loungers
and umbrellas set up not far away, so I made for those. Each sun lounger
had its own low table to one side, and the umbrellas were well spaced,
ensuring privacy from each other. I took my sun factor 30 lotion from my
beach bag and sat down, and put it on the table beside me. A local coloured
steward, dressed head to foot in white No.10s with a red fez, materialised
out of nowhere and handed me a drinks menu. I ordered a long, cool soft
drink of fresh chilled orange juice and lay back. A voice beside me asked
if I wanted help with the suntan lotion. Four young urchins were standing
there, one of whom had asked the question. I then realised that each was
well dressed, and the question had been put by what sounded to be an
educated voice. I sat up and motioned for them to come round infront of me.

	"Do you always help the Hotel guests like this?" I asked with a
smile.

	"Well Sah, it is now ten o'clock and you are the only visitor on
the beach...." said the lad. His friends nodded in agreement. They all
smiled at me.

	I looked at my watch. Ten o'clock on the dot. The girl in the Bar
had been true to her word. These must be my 'boys'. One of them looked up,
towards the Hotel, and I realised that the steward with my drink must be
returning. "Will you get in to trouble by being here?" I asked. "No
Sah. Not if you buy us a drink as well," came the reply. I had to laugh -
these kids didn't miss a trick when it came to getting something for
nothing. They stood to one side as the steward delivered my drink and I
signed for it, and he scowled at them when I said, "Thank you Steward, and
something for these boys please."  "I am sorry Sah, but I can..." started
the Steward, but I cut him short. "You can get them something to drink." I
pointed to the smallest and asked, "Coke? With ice?" He nodded and said,
"Thank you Sir, that would be fine." A cold shiver went up my spine in
reaction to the quality of his voice and delivery. "Good, and you? The
same. Oh here. Make it four cokes and ice. In big glasses please. Thank
you." The steward went away and the kids giggled at him quietly.

	"So what are we going to do with you all?" I asked. "Bring a couple
of those loungers over here and sit down." They did as I bid and then I
asked, "So what's the deal here?"  "You are to select who you want. That is
what I was told," said the oldest one. He then mentioned a price. "And what
do I get for my money?" I asked. He looked at the others then back to
me. "Anything you want Sah," he said, and the others nodded and smiled
again. "Anything?" "Anything!!" said four voices together.

	I lay back onto the upright back of the sun lounger and laughed out
loud. "Do you do everything together?" I asked. "We are all brothers," he
replied. "And I suppose I met your sister last night," I joked. "No Sah,"
came the serious reply, "She is our mother." My look of surprise must have
been a picture as they all burst out laughing. "She's
not....really....your.." I started to say. "No Sah. But we are all
brothers" he told me. And just then the steward returned with their
drinks. He made a big show of thumping them down on a table under the next
umbrella, away from us. " I am sorry Sah. I am only allowed to serve hotel
guests. But I leave the drinks there, and if they take them....." he
said. "Thank you. Take for a drink yourself," and I signed the bill without
totalling it. "Thank YOU Sah!" he said, and left with a smile for me and a
scowl for the kids. "Don't let them take you for a town tour, Sah," he
said. "Thank you for your concern," I countered, "but they are here at my
request."  He looked at me, and then I saw the penny drop. "Oh right
Sah. Thank you Sah," he said and withdrew to a discreet distance. One of
the kids went over and collected the drinks for his brothers. I turned to
the eldest one. "Does he know you?" I asked. "It is not the first time we
have been here," he replied diplomatically. "OK. Well let's get down to
business," I said and unconsciously scratched my crutch. Four pairs of eyes
looked at my basket. Four brains mentally weighed up what they saw and what
it would mean to them. I was aware that four pairs of eyes travelled back
to my face as they waited for me to speak again. I looked at each, one
after the other, and then asked, "Is there a special price for all of you
for the whole day?"  The others looked at the eldest who looked away from
me whilst he made quick calculations. His answer was three times his
original amount, "plus we eat and drink from the room service menu."
"Agreed," I said. "Now how do we get you in?"  He smiled a broad smile and
answered, "That is for us to know." This elicited a slow, knowing nod from
the others, as he tapped the side of his nose with one of his fingers. I
finished my drink, packed away my things and showed him my room key, so he
would know the number. I left them sitting on the beach, drinking. As I
passed the Steward I told him to let them stay and finish their drinks, and
then moved on up the beach to the Hotel.

	The blast of cold air that enveloped me as I entered the Hotel
showed me how hot the beach had become already. I had only been outside
about 40 minutes but already I was going a bit red. I made a mental note to
put lotion on before leaving the Hotel next time. I went straight to the
lifts and up to my room to wait.

	About ten minutes passed and then there was a knock at the door. I
let them in and looked up and down the corridor, but it was empty. I closed
and locked the door, and they stood infront of me as I sat in one of the
armchairs. "OK," I said, "so tell me, what are your names and how old are
you?"

	The eldest introduced himself as Sam and he was 16 years old. He
introduced Jake, 14, Jerry, 13 and Mark 11. I asked Mark if he was really
11, to which he replied that he was not sure when he was born, and he
thought he might be older, so I was not sure how old, or young, they really
were. I asked Sam if they were really brothers, and he looked down at the
carpet and said that each was an orphan, but they lived together and looked
after each other. Mark and Jake came over and sat either side of me on the
arms of the chair, their legs either side of the arms. I put my arms round
their shoulders and they lay there. Sam asked if he could use my toilet,
and Jerry came and knelt on the floor infront of me. I made a comment that
Jerry was a quiet one, and it was Mark who turned to me and said that Jerry
almost never said a word. Jerry looked at me and nodded, then he took me
completely by surprise by reaching forward and stroking my cock, encased in
its' nylon sheath, between his hands. Almost immediately it started to
harden and push against the fabric. Under his guiding hands it grew towards
the top elastic, and then the head pushed up past it into the open. Jerry
tugged at Jake's leg and he sat up and looked at my cock. Then Mark
realised something was going on and sat up too. "How big is it?" Mark asked
me. "About 10 inches when its hard," I answered. "How big is yours?" I
asked. He jumped off the chair arm and took off his shirt, kicked off his
shoes and then dropped his blue shorts. He was wearing a pair of kids' 'Y'
fronts. He turned away from me and pulled his pants to the floor, giving me
a good look at the beautiful cheeks of his bum. He stepped out of the pants
and then bent over again and held his cheeks apart so I could see his
little anus, then he turned round and showed me his cock. He had said he
was 11 years old, but his cock must have been about four inches long,
circumcised, and it hung out and down from it's root. His balls had dropped
as well, and hung slightly slack in their sac. "Not bad," I said. He
scratched his balls, then began to slowly wank his cock a few times then
hold it at its base. I watched as it slowly gained in length and began to
jut out from his body. He gave it a few more wanks and again held it, and I
watched as it magically grew until it stood erect. My cock was rock hard as
well, and I felt uncomfortable. I stood up just as Sam re-entered the room,
the sound of the toilet flushing behind him. Jerry reached up and got hold
of my elastic waistband. As he pulled my costume down to my knees, my rigid
cock sprang out and pointed to the ceiling. He took hold of my cock and
started to wank it slowly, watching the foreskin reveal and cover the
purple helmet. His other hand went to my balls, which he cupped and
squeezed gently. I stood like that, watching Mark and his cock, whilst
Jerry slowly pumped me up. It would not be long before I came, and I wanted
to last out a bit longer. "Come on," I said, "Let's all have a shower."
Having given my cock a last couple of wanks, Jerry removed his hands. Mark
came over and stood by me, his arms round my left leg, staring at my
cock. I took my 'T' shirt off, then sat down to remove my trunks and
sandals. Mark did this for me as the others shed their clothes. I stood up
again and enjoyed the feeling of my stiff cock thrusting out and up, waving
from side to side as I walked to the bathroom. We all enjoyed having our
shower together, but there was only room for two of us in it at any one
time, and Mark stayed very close to me most of the time. Finally we were
all washed and dried, and we moved back into the main room.

	I sat in one of the chairs, with Mark on my knees and crutch. Jerry
sat on the arm, as Sam got hold of Jake and turned him round to face away
from him. Sam's left hand reached round and took hold of Jake's cock,
whilst his right was stroking his own. Jake's head went back as he was
brought to full hardness and then wanked for real. Sam's cock was almost
buried in Jake's bum cheeks and Sam's right hand felt round for Jake's
right nipple. Then Jake was pushing back onto Sam's cock. I told Mark to go
to my bedside drawer and take out what he found there. He came back with
several packets of condoms and a large tube of KY lubricant. I asked Sam if
he wanted either. He asked Jerry to lube up his cock and he and Jake broke
apart. Jake came to me and knelt on all fours infront of where I was
sitting. Sam knelt behind him and applied a couple of fingers of KY to
Jake's inviting arsehole. His fingers met little resistance as Sam slipped
them in and out, then he got hold of his cock, and it was then that I
realised how long and thin Sam's cock was, it must have been a good twelve
inches. Having applied a generous coating to his cock, he put it at the
entrance of Jake shit shute. I watched as he slowly inserted it, with first
the head disappearing then as each inch went in without a pause. He went
right up to the root, and then stopped. Jake let his breath out slowly then
started to move back and forward whilst Sam stayed still. With his head
hung low he fucked himself on Sam's prong, whilst Sam knelt behind him,
hands on waist, eyes closed in his own private reverie. Jerry moved round
to kneel next to Jake. He reached under Jake and, with his hand still
coated in KY, began a slippery wank of Jake's' stiffy, whilst looking after
his own hard-on in the same manner. I took all this in and then Mark
started to squirm. He stood up and, placing his feet either side of my
hips, he bent over taking his weight on my knees. I parted his boy bum
cheeks and started to lick up and down his crack from balls to anus. He
reached down with his right hand and started to masturbate me, his little
hand sliding my foreskin again. I stuck my tongue into his hole, and he
wiggled his hips. I did it again and my tongue went in deeper. I swirled
the tip round the puckered skin of his hole, and then darted it in again
and again. His manipulation of my cock became erratic. I told him to leave
my cock alone and to sit back on my face, as I leaned back into the
chair. He stood up, then bent his knees and moved his bum back until my
nose was in his crack. I slowly loosened his little hole with my tongue
whilst I used a finger and thumb on his cock. I became aware of the noise
Jake was making as he drove himself back onto Sam's cock. I gave Mark a tap
on the bum and told him to get off me. I got up out of the chair and went
over to my clothes drawer. I removed a black shaving gear bag and unzipped
it. Inside were my 'toys' - three different sized butt plugs and a black
ten inch cock dildo. I turned them out onto the bed, climbed onto the bed
myself, and asked all of them "who wants to join me?"

	Mark came over and immediately picked up the dildo, feeling its
length and girth. Jerry came over and picked up one of the butt plugs. Jake
flopped forward onto his chest sucking for air, leaving Sam kneeling with
his cock pointing straight out. He got to his feet and brought the KY over
to the bed. I took the tube from him. I had already rolled a condom onto
the thinnest butt plug and I anointed it with gel from the tube. Then,
holding it in my left hand, I grabbed Mark with my right and bent him over
the edge of the bed. He cottoned on to what was happening and stood on the
floor with his legs wide, whilst he laid his top on the bed with his arms
stretched out above his shoulders. I parted his bum with my right hand and
pushed the butt plug up his arse with my left. With a slight twist as it
went in, it plopped up to the hilt easily. In the meantime Jerry had rolled
a condom onto my dildo, and was lubing it up. He sat back on the bed and
lifted his legs in the air, then, reaching round himself, he slowly fed the
rubber cock up his ring. Sam reached over and took hold of the dildo, and
then, holding Jerry's ankles together in the air, proceeded to fuck him
deeply with it, the cock going in all the way until the black rubber balls
met the real balls hanging down to the hole it was being pushed in and out
of. Jake had recovered, came over to me and encircled my cock with his
warm, wet mouth. So there we all were. I was fucking Mark with a butt plug,
Sam was fucking Jerry with my dildo, and Jake was giving me a blow job,
when the entrance door unlocked and opened.

	To say I was surprised would be an understatement. The kids were
not aware of it but a steward came into the room and then stopped in his
tracks, his jaw dropped by his navel almost. "I am sorry Sah," he
stammered, "I am here to check your bar fridge. I did not realise you
were..... here." By this time the kids had stopped and all were looking up
at the steward. Mark turned to me and said in my ear, "It's all right. It's
only Larry. He won't say a word," then he raised his voice and looked at
Larry, "You won't say anything will you Larry?" Larry looked very
uncomfortable but mumbled to the effect that he would not say anything. I
looked quizzically at Mark. Mark bent his mouth to my ear and said, "Larry
likes to suck our cocks. He was the one who let us in, but he did not know
which room we were going to. You understand?" I smiled and nodded. "OK with
me." I turned to Larry and told him to check the bar, which he did. Then he
came slightly nearer the bed and had a good look at what the kids were
doing again. He licked his lips, and I could see he was sporting a good
hardon inside his black trousers. "Was there anything else?" I asked
him. He was watching Sam fuck Jerry with the rubber cock. "No
Sah...except...my cocks a lot bigger than that thing." "Is that so?" I
said. "Well you had better show me."

	Larry unzipped his trousers and fished his cock out over the
waistband of his boxers. His cock was fucking enormous! I reached over and
held it. I had never held anything so big! I told Sam to lock the door and
Larry to strip down, then I got him to lie of his back. His cock stood up
like a flag pole. It must have been over 14 inches long. I was surprised
that Larry did not faint through lack of blood when he got a hard on. Mark
climbed onto his chest and Larry began to suck the kid's cock and balls. I
knelt over his knees and wanked him with a lubricated hand. His cock was
circumcised, lumpy with veins down the sides, and rock hard. I pumped for
all I was worth, and was soon rewarded with Larry warning me that he was
going to cum. I continued to pump him, and felt him start to buck. Then he
erupted. I was bent over him, looking down at the eye of his cock, when the
first of many ejaculations squirted up into my face. Again and again he
came as I pumped up and down on his monster, each time more spunk hit my
face and chest. I licked my lips and tasted it. Then I sunk down and sucked
the last couple of wads straight out of the tube. I took as much as I could
of him to the back of my throat and still had my hand round it. Mark rolled
off his chest and I straightened up. Jake knelt on the bed, took hold of my
head and commenced to lick Larry's spunk off my face. I grabbed Jake's head
and deep kissed him, our tongues coating each other's with Larry's cum. I
reached down and took hold of Jake's prick and wanked him as we kissed. He
did the same to me. Then we had to break up as Larry wanted to clean up and
get going before somebody started to look for him. A quick wipe with a
towel and then into his clothes and away.

	Sam rolled a condom onto my oh-so-hard cock and Jake turned round
so I could fuck him, but Jerry pushed him out of the way and offered his
bum instead. I slid into his sheath as easy as wink, mainly because he had
been opened by the dildo. I was now in need of some heavy fucking and
proceeded to give the lad all I had. I held his waist and pulled him onto
me as I shoved myself deep up him. Mark was lying on his back wanking
himself crazy, and Jerry's arse was being filled by Sam. For a couple of
minutes we were each lost in our own worlds, fucking and wanking without
let. Then I saw Mark stretch his legs out straight and watched as spunk at
first splattered up his chest and then subsequently over his knuckles. This
pushed me over the edge and I came again and again into the teat of the
condom, until my cock was slipping in and out of it as I slid in and out of
his arsehole. Finally Sam was coming. He pulled out of Jerry and wanked his
cock until he shot up Jerry's back, then Jerry wanked himself over Mark,
splashing himself over Mark's chest and face, which Mark then rubbed into
himself.

	We all collapsed in a heap after that, and lay for several minutes,
until Mark announced he was hungry for lunch. I told them to decided what
they wanted so I could ordered it in. And so began an afternoon and evening
which took me two days to recover from.

My next stop was Durban, South Africa.