Date: Mon, 6 Apr 2009 06:33:40 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Egyptian Adventure

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			    Egyptian Adventure

Timothy Leighton was so excited he could hardly stand still. Lined up on
the deck of the ship as it came alongside in the Port of Alexandria he took
in all the sights.

Tim was a very young Corporal in a light infantry regiment posted to Cairo
for two years. The reason why, at 22 he was on this posting was because he
spoke fluent Arabic and in many other ways was too intelligent to be just
another soldier. The intention was that he should make sergeant on this
posting and then be offered a field commission. All he had to do was
successfully train boy soldiers to take their place in the Egyptian Army.

Tim's father had been a civil servant and Tim had been brought up in the
Middle East where his father had spent so many years. School in Bahrain had
been conducted in English but with much emphasis on the Arabic language so
that by the time he graduated and went home to join the British Army he
could speak Arabic fluently and even read and write it.

The job suited Tim in two ways, it would make his transition to officer
much quicker, probably being posted to Arabia again when he was promoted
and he would be in close contact with teenage boys for a good part of his
time. Tim was homosexual which of course no one else knew. In the British
Army in 1925 knowledge of his peccadillo would have been a death sentence.

The train ride to Cairo was a thing of wonder to Tim, the heat and flies
didn't worry him that much he just seemed to naturally adapt to the climate
which was surprising given his physical characteristics. He was light
skinned, almost pale, he had fair hair and beautiful, expressive, hazel
eyes. A keen sportsman he had a well put together, slim, athlete's body and
for that era, at 5 feet 10 inches was tall.

On arrival at the barracks outside Cairo his commanding officer explained
to him his duties.

"Leighton, the Sergeant will show you your room when I have finished this
brief. It is part of the barrack room in which your thirty boy soldiers
will be accommodated. They are all fourteen to sixteen years old, which in
this country makes them legal age for service in the army. Their code of
discipline is a cross between our Army Code and our Public Schools
disciplinary code. In other words, I don't expect to see many of them at my
table for defaulters, you administer punishment as you decide it is
necessary in compliance with the two codes. You will have a swagger stick
but I would remind you that they can break the skin very easily if wielded
too hard. I suggest that spanking is the best form of cp for anything other
than the most serious breaches of discipline. Remember they are Arabs so as
you know humiliation can be a very effective form of discipline as
well. Most of them are peasant boys so initially you may well have to
demonstrate how they are to clean themselves, and then you will need to
check on them regularly. Your training manual is in your room and follows
your own training almost to the letter. Any questions?"

Tim sprung to attention and said, "No Sir." Saluted and left with the
sergeant.

What Tim was confronted with was a large airy barrack room with a decent
size room partitioned off in one corner. This was luxury for Tim, he had
been used to living with a large number of soldiers much the same as his
boys would, in an open barrack room with no privacy. His room had a window
to the outside making it very light and he could open the window and sleep
with his mosquito net covering his bed so that it wouldn't get stuffy.

"Tim, I'm Sergeant Glover, I will be your contact with the regiment if you
need anything. I understand that for the rest I am to leave you to run this
outfit by yourself. You must be highly thought of. Have a look at the dress
code for your boys, it is going to be trialled by them with the idea of our
lads following if it works and you will conform with it as well. Your lads
will arrive in the morning so you haven't long to familiarise yourself with
the rules."

Tim wasn't worried, he knew the rules, the dress code looked great, the
daily dress would be short sleeve blousons and long trousers with boots and
puttees as normal. They would wear the Arab headdress with a regimental
badge in the centre. Tim's stripes would be displayed on his shoulders like
the officers.

The barrack room took Tim's attention for a while. Thirty beds, fifteen per
side. At the far end a tiled area with an open water tank in the centre
filled from a single tap. Around the edge of the tank were a selection of
large ladles. Tim realised it was a Mandy Bath. The boys would soak
themselves with water delivered from the ladles, they would soap themselves
off and then rinse with ladled water. The dirty water ran down a drain hole
and that was it. Latrines were outside and quite a long way off so as not
to contaminate the air in the barracks. Each boy had a locker to keep his
kit and personal gear in. Tim thought this was better than they would be
used to. He also realised he would have to develop a cleaning method for
them and that was when his first erection occurred because he knew how he
was going to achieve that.

The next morning Tim had showered and breakfasted before the thirty
recruits arrived. They would spend the morning and half the afternoon with
Tim and the remainder playing football and exercising once the worst heat
of the day had abated.

When they arrived most were wearing djelaba's which made Tim snigger
thinking how funny it would be to watch them marching and doing rifle drill
in those.

  Tim intended to treat the boys with respect whenever possible and this
was how he approached it when they arrived, surprising them all, firstly
because he spoke to them fluently in their own language and secondly by his
manor of address.

"Good morning Gentlemen, welcome to Camp Cairo. My name is Tim Leighton and
I am your instructor. I expect you to address me as Sir for the duration of
your training even though I am only a Corporal."

Total silence as the boys took in the surroundings and this strange white
man who didn't look much older than some of them.

"I want you to pick a bed and place your kit bags on your lockers. Remove
from the bag your toilet gear, that is your towels, soap trays and tooth
cleaning gear."

The boys did, taking a long time to do it, naturally, these were all
strange pieces of equipment for most of them.

"Now I would like you to remove the pieces of uniform that match my own
plus a pair of these."

With that Tim held up a pair of army issue underwear, pretty grim stuff
but!

Tim walked down the two rows of beds and checked that all of the boys had
everything.

"Will you now remove all of the clothes you are presently wearing and fold
them neatly into the bag that you were given for that purpose."

The boys looked at each other, obviously not happy with that instruction.

"Come along now, let's get it done quickly."

Tim ducked back into his room and also undressed but he kept his underwear
on and wrapped a towel tight round his body making sure the folds were at
the front to further cover the erection he expected to get. When he emerged
most of the boys were naked but covering their genitals with their hands.

"Good lads, embarrassing I know, but you will soon get used to seeing each
other naked. Now stand at the end of your beds with your feet together and
your hands by your sides fists clenched and thumbs pointing down, like me."

 Tim stood to attention and the boys all moved to follow him.

He walked down both rows of beds looking each boy up and down. He was
surprised at how well they were all developed, fourteen year olds were much
more into manhood than he and his peers had been at fourteen and the
sixteen year olds were men. Tim's eyes watered at the sight. All these
beautiful cocks just aching to be fondled.

"What we are going to do now is show you how you are to wash yourselves at
the end of each day."

The boys were open mouthed, bath every day, they had never heard of such a
thing, besides which most had not had access to that much water even if
they had wanted to, but with the camp next to The Nile water was no
problem.

"Pair off because your mate will wash your back and you will reciprocate."

Tim had noticed that all the boys were circumcised so he wouldn't get the
opportunity to skin them to show them how to wash their glans. Oh well,
never mind, he still intended to get a good grope.

He looked at the pairings and told them to take their soap trays and towels
to the shower area. That gave him a good chance to scope their butts as
well. Two of the older boys who he had noted were well endowed also had
cute butts so he knew he was going to use them as his demonstrators.

"You two," Tim said pointing at his victims, "Come and stand in front of
me. Leave your towels on the bench."

Surrounding the tiled area were benches for the boys to leave their gear.

"What are your names?"

Each in turn spoke up, they were Ali and Karim. Tim looked them over again
carefully. Karim was gorgeous in Tim's eyes. He was almost the same height
as Tim and very slim, probably not eating enough. Tim thought he would be
amazing if he filled out a little more. He had a long penis, quite thick
and a more than adequate ball sack. Facially he was almost pretty, Tim had
noted several of them were. Black wavy hair, almost black eyes with long
curling eye lashes a reasonably full nose and full lips. Tim suspected
there was probably a bit of negro blood in this boy. He was a lovely light
coffee colour all over and Tim thought he was the sexiest creature he had
ever seen. Ali was also very attractive but not in the same class as Karim.

"Now boys, pay attention. You will be carrying out a lot of exercises every
day that will make you sweat. We must make sure that at the end of the
day's exercise you are thoroughly cleaned and dried or you will develop
sore rashes, in your groins particularly and that will eventually
incapacitate you so I am going to show you how you are to wash and how to
assist your friend. Karim, you will be my demonstrator. Come here and stand
by the water tank, the remainder of you stand round so that you can see."

Tim told Karim to soak himself using one of the ladles. As soon as that was
done he made him stand with his back to his fellow recruits.

"Now your mate will soap your back thoroughly, all the way from neck to
ankles. Stand with your legs well spread Karim."

Tim then proceeded to wash Karim's back paying particular attention to his
crack which he almost caressed making certain he brushed the rosebud
several times. When he turned Karim round to demonstrate how he should wash
his own front the result was obvious, Karim had elongated about another two
or three inches, his penis now was about six inches long and Tim wanted it
in his mouth. He washed Karim's front and showed the boys how they had to
pay most attention to their genitals and inside upper legs.

"This is where you are most likely to develop a rash so it must be
exceptionally clean and when you dry yourself pay particular attention
again to this area."

Tim lifted Karim's penis and washed between his legs including his balls
before washing the penis as well. Karim was now totally erect and
blushing. Tim was almost cumming in his underwear it looked incredible, at
least nine inches long and thick.

"Sorry Karim, I'm sure this is very embarrassing but you have nothing to be
ashamed of. Your manhood is quite exceptional and something to be proud
of."

Karim was blushing but the compliment made him smile at this strange white
man whose touch was so exciting.

All washed and Tim rinsed the boy's back and bottom leaving him to finish
his front.

"I will do Ali's back to show Karim what is expected and as a second chance
for the remainder of you."

Same effect on Ali, when he turned round Tim could see a nicely plumped
penis.

"Wash your front Ali to demonstrate that you have it right."

That was Tim's chance to see a second erect penis. Very tasty and about
seven inches, not as thick as Karim, but still very nice.

"Good, everyone else in your pairs, I want you all clean and sparkling in
ten minutes. When you are dry back to your beds and stand as before. Karim
and Ali come with me."

Tim took them back to their bed area and felt each one round his genital
and bottom area.

"Good boys, you are completely dry so you can put your underwear on."

He touched both of their cheeks and said.

"I know I embarrassed you but thank you for being so co-operative. Your
personal hygiene will make your life so much more pleasant here and that is
important to me."

These two boys were now sold on this Englishman as being a good guy who
cared about them. They had been in the Egyptian Army barracks for a few
days getting their uniforms and had seen how the Egyptian army Corporals
and Sergeants treated their subordinates. Much more brutally than Tim was
showing and no one appeared to worry about personal hygiene.

All dry and ready to be inspected, Tim walked down the lines gently
stroking random bodies to make sure there was no dampness.

"Good lads, now, underwear, blousons, trousers and boots on."

A few had problems with buttons and shoe laces but those that were familiar
with both helped the others, puttees came next and then their head gear.

Tim then started them all on basic drill. He wanted them to learn how to
stand at attention and at ease, how to turn, how to get proper spacing and
how to march off. There were some funny incidents and by lunch time the
boys were quite relaxed around Tim. They realised that they had to be
disciplined but Tim was patient and explained things to them carefully and
as many times as they needed.

After lunch they learnt how to stow their uniforms and personal gear in
their lockers and how to make their beds.

Before allowing them to change for sport and go out to football Tim
explained the disciplinary code.

"I would sooner reward you for good behaviour than punish you for bad, but
I have a hard hand and you will feel it on your bear bottoms if you break
the rules. In worst cases I will use my swagger stick."

To emphasise how damaging that could be Tim brought it down heavily on a
bed end, frightening.

The boys went off to football and Tim took the time to go through each
individual file and try to put a face to the name. Ali and Karim were
easy. They were the eldest of the boys and Tim thought they would make good
leaders. There were two of the fourteen year olds that Tim had already
noted were tearaways and would almost certainly be the first ones
punished. They were cute so Tim wouldn't have any problems puting them
across his knees for a spanking. He would just have to make sure his cock
was well synched in when he did it.

A good judge of character was confirmed before the end of the day. One of
the tearaways was brought to Tim by a private before the end of football.

"This one thinks kicking shins will be advantageous to him Corporal. He was
penalised twice on the field and the ref now feels he should be properly
disciplined."

Tim looked the individual up and down.

"Go and take all your clothes off boy and stand at ease facing the entrance
door."

The boy didn't move so Tim caught him a medium hard stroke with his swagger
stick. Even through his shorts and underwear the boy felt it and howled
with shock.

"Do as you are told or I will do it on your bare buttocks next time."

No problem now. When he was stood naked Tim walked round him taking in
every inch of the boy. He had a very decent penis for such a youngster but
his bottom was divine. Two perfect little cheeks making a shelf bottom,
emphasised by the smallness of the waist. Tim could see the slightly angry
weal of the swagger stick and ran his finger along it. The boy jumped.

"I didn't tell you to move boy, if you do it again without my permission I
will have you strapped down and beaten with my stick."

As soon as he was back in position Tim told him to spread his legs wider
and grasp his hands behind his head. He then stroked his bottom again,
revelling in the feel of it.

"You will be praying to your God that I do this frequently instead of what
I am going to do when the other boys are here. You must learn to behave
yourself, otherwise you are going to make a very poor soldier. What is your
name?"

"I am called Abdul, Sir, I am Abdul bin Hussein."

"Well Abdul bin Hussein, you are going to have a very red bottom when I am
finished with it today. I hope you will not need a second reminder about
your behaviour."

Tim stroked the boy's bottom again and then moved to the front and started
gently stroking his torso moving lower in stages until he was stroking his
penis.

"You are a very good looking boy with a nice body Abdul. Don't let me have
to spoil it by beating you often because I will graduate to my stick if you
don't learn quickly."

By this time the boy was erect and Tim noted it was a very respectable
length and thickness. The boy was also looking at Tim with a quizzical
expression, not one of shock which might have been expected. Left alone and
back at ease the boy was soft again when his fellows entered.

"I want you all in a semi circle round this boy. Abdul turn and face the
wall, spread your legs wide and bend over. Ali and Karim come and support
his shoulders so that he doesn't fall over."

When everything was how he wanted it Tim addressed the gathering.

"Abdul has a mean streak. I am going to start beating it out of him today
and will continue every day it shows. You are comrades in arms, you must
learn to look out for one another not try to hurt each other."

With no more ado Tim stood to the side and stroked Abdul's bottom while he
told him what he was going to get. The first stroke was delivered with
medium force to the tight buttock, followed by three more to the same cheek
before doing the same thing to the other cheek. Tim delivered ten to each
cheek before he let the boy stand and face his peers. He was crying and
blushing because he knew his mates had seen his anus and seen him cry.

"Now apologise for your behaviour."

Abdul did in a strong voice.

"Good boy, punishment will not be registered. Now all of you, off for your
bath."

Tim watched them wash each other, springing a very hard penis as he
did. Several of the boys sprung wood as well getting lots of ribbing from
their mates.

As they were exiting the baths Tim pulled Abdul aside and took him to his
room.

"Lay down on my bed youngster on your tummy."

Abdul looked worried but daren't disobey Tim. He was pleasantly surprised
though when he felt the cool cream Tim rubbed into his bottom. It felt so
nice he sprung a boner so when Tim had finished and told him to turn over
he was blushing. Tim took the erect penis in his hand and stroked it.

"I am pleased you can still get this erect after your hard day Abdul. It is
very pretty. If you want to get rid of it before joining your friends don't
make a mess on my bed."

Abdul was amazed when Tim just walked out but didn't take long to make it
spit catching the resulting goo in his towel.

`I think I could get to like this Englishman `, Abdul thought.

The boys had no lights in their barrack so after dinner Tim told them they
could sit outside and talk but when they came in they were to be quiet and
go to bed. He lay reading with a hurricane lamp for illumination but his
mind wandered to think about his first day. It made him horny thinking
about Karim and Abdul, both of whom he had played with just a little bit.

Training went well the next day but after bathing and before eating Karim
came to see Tim with just a towel round his waist.

"I think I may have a rash developing already Sir."

Tim looked at him and could see that the statement was a makeup.

"All right Karim, drop your towel and go and lie on my bed on your back."

Tim followed him and gasped when Karim was comfortable, he looked
incredible with his arms up behind his head and all the muscles stretched
on his torso.

"Spread your legs wide and bend them up so that I can have a look."

The site made Tim's eyes water. He sat on the edge of the bed, ran a hand
down the inner thigh of one leg and pushed the balls aside to have a look
at the crutch. It was perfect so he did the same the other side. The same
result, but the soft stroking had got the boy the start of an erection. Tim
stroked Karim's balls pushing them up so that he could see his
perineum. The boy continued to elongate so Tim kept the balls pushed up
close to the elongating cock and stroked into the crutch more including the
perineum.

"Is this the area you thought was starting a rash Karim?"

"Yes Sir, but it feels much better now that you have stroked it."

Tim knew he had been had by this boy and grinned.

"In that case is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Would you Sir, my penis hurts because it is so hard."

Tim took a firm hold of it and with his other hand stroked the balls. He
stroked Karim to a massive orgasm very quickly.

"Is that better Karim?"

"Oh yes Sir, can I help you out in the same way. I can see you have the
same problem."

Tim thought, what the hell. He stood up, dropped his shorts and replaced
Karim on the bed. Karim went straight down on Tim taking about three or
four inches in his mouth and swabbing it with his tongue. Tim was already
turned on and came almost immediately.

"Thank you Karim, but if we do this again I think we ought to give
ourselves time for a longer one to follow."

Karim grinned and almost bounced out of Tim's room saying, "Oh, yes please
Sir."

Tim wondered if he would be able to take this relationship all the way, he
wanted to slide his penis into Karim's cute bottom and felt it might be
possible if they had got this far on day two. He would give him a blowjob
next time as well and finger him a little to see how it went.

During sport the next day Tim worked on a catch so that he could lock his
door from the inside, the last thing he wanted was to be caught doing
homosexual things with one of the boys.

Very quickly Tim had a well disciplined squad who could carry out many of
the parade ground drills expected of a soldier. Weapons training came next
and that engendered more enthusiasm and quicker efficiency in the use of
and care of the old Lee Enfield Rifles that they practised with. On the
range for live firing Tim had the assistance of several gunners from his
regiment. He was disappointed when one of them dragged Karim before him one
day.

"This boy needs a good beating Corporal. He flouted safety procedures and
pointed a loaded rifle at a class mate."

Tim was disappointed he had come to like this boy, they had progressed
quite well on the sex front with Karim not balking at a couple of fingers
in his anus during sex play, Tim felt he was close to being able to slide
his penis in. If he had to render serious punishment, which this
misdemeanour warranted he would probably lose what he had gained.

"Thank you gunners mate, I will have defaulters at the end of instruction
today."

Back at the barracks Tim was very unhappy. All the boys were gathered in a
circle round Tim and Karim.

"You all know what Karim did today. You also know that the crime is so
serious I should use my stick on him, probably rendering him useless for
work for several days. I don't wish to do that so I am going to think about
possible alternatives. I want you all to do the same. The crime is that
Karim endangered one of your lives by pointing a loaded gun at you. What do
you think would be an appropriate punishment that does not entail rendering
him unable to work tomorrow? I will canvas you for ideas after your bath."

Tim decided to bath with the boys today as there was no gap in their
programme for games. They loved it. To a man they spent more time looking
at Tim's body than they did washing themselves. He probably had the best
body of all of them but it was of course very white. His appendage
fascinated them because Tim was uncut and that was unique in this
gathering. He decided to tell them about it.

"In my Christian society we seldom circumcise boys penis's. So the skin
that covered your glans at birth and was removed is still attached to
mine. When I get an erection it pulls back to uncover a cock head the same
as you have."

Tim skinned it for them all to see and after a suitable number of oohs and
aahs they all got on with job of washing and Tim quickly slipped into his
room as he felt himself growing. Karim knew all about it having inspected
it closely during his sex play with Tim.

The boys all looked uncomfortable when Tim came out of his room dressed for
supper. They were all dressed except for Karim who Tim had told to remain
naked.

"Very well, this is the situation. I should administer at least ten strokes
of my swagger stick hard enough to break the skin on Karim's bottom. Any
other suggestions let me hear them and then we will take the most popular
one."

The boys were amazed, this was like a democracy which Tim had explained to
them but the Army was brutal in rendering punishment. Certainly the
Egyptian Army was. The boys had watched punishment sometimes at the
Barracks and they were terrified for when they joined their own army.

"Mustafa, you were the wronged party, what do you think should be Karim's
punishment?"

Mustafa was another sixteen year old, similar in size to Karim but with a
bigger penis. He was the least attractive of the boys, obviously from poor
quality genes but he was rigged like a donkey.

"I think I should be able to fuck him as he nearly fucked me with a bullet,
at least ten times to match the strokes of the stick and in front of all of
you, he has to get my penis erect as well by playing with it."  Everyone
gasped, buggery was the most demeaning thing that could happen to a
man. Many boys were sodomised as they grew up but never told anyone because
of the shame. This boy was suggesting he do it with witnesses. The thought
was very exciting to all of the younger boys and the older boys thought
about implications. It could happen to them if Tim kept to the same
routine.

It looked as though the choice was down to three punishments. Tim's
official one, Mustafa's one and a third which wasn't enthusiastically put
forward that Karim give all the others a blowjob. Tim had to laugh at that
one.

"All right we'll vote, my punishment, Mustafa's, or the blowjobs?"

Tim's only got five votes which he was pleased about really because he
didn't want to use the stick. The blowjobs only got three and Tim went even
whiter than normal, as did Karim. Eleven boys voted for Karim to be fucked
on ten consecutive nights.

Tim was mortified, any other boy it would have been awful for but Karim was
like his lover.

"Alright, I must have a word with Karim and prepare him for this. Off to
supper now and we'll sort this when you get back. "

Karim didn't move and nor did Tim. When the barrack room was empty Tim took
Karim in his arms and stroked his body.

"I'm sorry Karim, I'm so sorry, the only thing I can do is go back on my
word and cane you but that will be awful for you because I will damage you,
probably permanently."

"I will have to take the shame of being fucked in public Tim but can you
open me up and take me first, I always wanted you to be the first to
penetrate me."

Tim made love to Karim as tenderly as he knew how, he had some Vaseline
which he used liberally and after they had finished Tim brought a ladle of
water into his room and cleaned Karim tenderly before lubricating him
again.

The others returned from supper eager for the action to start.

"Mustafa, the shame of your action should be enough for Karim therefore I
don't want any unnecessary side action. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir. I just need him to undress me and get me an erection, then I want
him on all fours on his bed while I fuck him."

Karim undressed Mustafa quickly and on his knees played with his cock until
he was hard.

"You had better take it in your mouth to get it wet because that is the
only lubrication you are getting."

Karim sucked on it for a couple of minutes getting as much of his saliva on
it as he could. He was blushing furiously because all the others were
moving around to get varying views.

Once he was on all fours Mustafa moved in behind him and Karim felt the
cock head touch his anus. He didn't have time to do or think anything else
before Mustafa rammed it all the way home. Karim screamed with the pain and
collapsed on the bed with Mustafa following him remaining embedded in him
and then he just fucked hard until he came.

Tim was white with shock at the brutality of it and carried Karim to his
room. He didn't know what to do to ease his pain the fucking had been so
violent it had left Karim traumatised. If he called the Doctor he knew he
would be in serious trouble but if he didn't he thought Karim might be in
trouble. While he was trying to come to a decision he cuddled the boy that
he knew he was falling in love with. That worked and Karim rejoined the
world crying fit to break his heart. Tim cuddled him for ages until he went
to sleep and then went back to see the others.

"Mustafa, that was way beyond acceptable, you were not meant to kill him,
only embarrass and shame him. There will be no more of this because I don't
believe Karim would survive it. He would have been better off taking the
stick."

Mustafa was incensed and accused Tim of having Karim as his lover. There
was no way Tim could allow that accusation to stand so he reacted.

"Come to attention in front of me boy. That is gross insubordination. I am
going to send you to your own army for punishment because you are sixteen
and that is permitted. You will be ready to leave in the morning."

Mustafa begged forgiveness but Tim was not feeling very forgiving. The next
morning Mustafa was gone. It came back through the grapevine about a week
later that he had been beaten half to death for shaming his country. The
unit never saw him again and Karim came back to health with considerable
loving care from Tim.

During their one year training that was the only blot on Tim's reputation
with his trainees. They all realised that Mustafa had spoken the
truth. Karim was Tim's lover.

Two months after Tim had started the training the Commanding Officer came
to inspect the recruits and let Tim put them through their paces. Tim had
divided them into two platoons and made Karim and Ali the platoon
leaders. He had them parade in front of the C.O. and after inspection,
march past. Then it was small arms drill, each boy had to strip down his
rifle and show that it was clean before reassembling and marching off to
the rifle range where they showed their shooting skills.

"I'm very impressed Leighton. These young men are very good. I would like
to meet your platoon leaders."

Tim summoned Karim and Ali who were congratulated by the C.O. and told they
would be promoted to full service Lance Corporals immediately.

"If you continue to show such high standards you may well join your own
army as the youngest Sergeants ever."

Tim was amazed, Sergeants at 18 was unheard of.

"I don't understand Sir," was Tim's reply to that information.

"We need to raise the standards of their army and these boys are going to
be the vanguard. Come and see me tomorrow because you are going to be
promoted Sergeant as well and remain with this squad and some extras for
another year, use Ali and Karim as proper N.C.Os. and let's see how we get
on."

When they were dismissed it was time for sport so they all put their best
uniforms away before donning sports gear. Ali knocked on Tim's door and
entered. He fell to his knees, took Tim's hand and kissed it.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you Sir, you have done me such honour. There
is nothing I would not do for you now. My body and my mind are yours."

Tim was surprised but pulled the boy to his feet and hugged him.

"I am proud of you Ali. You and Karim have brought me honour in my army it
is me that should be kneeling before you."

He looked into the boy's eyes and then leant in and kissed him briefly on
the lips.

"You do me great honour, now go and see if you can beat Karim's team this
afternoon."

Tim was smiling broadly and Ali joined him.

Ali thought he would be a little cheeky as Tim appeared to be in such a
good mood.

"If you knelt before me Sir, I think my little Ali would want your lips to
do to him what you have just done to me."

Both laughed and Tim, almost spluttering replied.

"You had better come and see me after supper tonight then Ali and we'll
see."

Ali's eyes lit up and he left in a haze thinking of what might be tonight.

Abdul was the next visitor, after sports and bath he came to Tim's room
just in his towel.

"Please Sir, I have a crutch rash."

Stripped and on the bed Tim hadn't realised how he also had filled out and
become a really sexy little bundle.

"Spread your legs wide and bend them Abdul."

Tim sat at the end of the bed and told Abdul to shuffle down more until he
could reach the boy's groin easily. He lifted the boy's balls up and pushed
them away, the crutch was looking a little raw and it had spread very
slightly across his perineum as well as the inside of his thighs.

"You are right Abdul, I will put some ointment on it now and you must come
in here for me to do it again in the morning."

Usual routine for Tim, as he started to cream the boy he sprung wood and
Abdul very quickly followed.

"Please Sir, can we help each other get rid of these?" he stroked his own
and looked at Tim's

Tim smiled and told Abdul to put his legs down, move back up the bed and
put his arms behind his head. Then he started stroking the boy over his
whole body, very softly.

"You are a very attractive young man Abdul I will take much joy out of
pleasuring you so you lay there and be very quiet if you would like me to
do that."

Tim had no intention of letting Abdul touch him that was being saved for
Karim later.

Leaning down Tim licked and kissed Abdul's erect penis and ball sac before
moving up the bed caressing and kissing his torso. He worried the nipples
for a little while getting moans of pleasure from the boy before moving
further up to the face and kissing him full on the lips quite passionately.

"I love you Sir, you have always been so good to me. Please make love to me
completely, I'm not a virgin but I have never been penetrated by someone
who cares."

Tim was shocked, for an Arab to ask to be fucked, he thought, was most
unusual. Karim allowed it but they were lovers and Karim knew he was going
to get his chance soon. He couldn't resist that invitation though. Abdul,
without any doubt had the cutest butt in the company. He was so small that
Tim was worried he would hurt him. Abdul assured him that he had taken much
bigger cocks than his when he was much younger.

Tim moved down the bed again and made the boy spread his legs and bend them
up before moving in and licking everywhere, the butt cheeks were just so
gorgeous he didn't want to move on, but eventually he was licking and
sucking on a perfect little rosebud before slowly opening it up with lots
of spittle for lubrication.

"I am going to take you doggy fashion to start with Abdul because I can
control it better. I will be very gentle."

Tim teared up looking at the little bottom waiting to be penetrated. He
made Abdul's bottom as slick as he could and his own cock as well before
placing it at the entrance to his anus and pushing gently until he could
watch his glans slide over the youngster's sphincter. It was incredible, he
may have been fucked before but it must have been some time ago because he
was very tight and soft. Very carefully Tim added more cock as he slowly
fucked this cute kid until he felt comfortable and then he turned him over,
slid the boy's legs over his shoulders and taking as long as he could
fucked him to orgasm ensuring the boy orgasmed as well.

He waited until he was completely soft before pulling out, rolling over and
pulling the boy into a cuddle.

"Thank you Abdul, that was wonderful, you are a beautiful boy to make love
to."

Abdul's eyes shone as he looked up to Tim's face and replied.

"Thank you Sir, you made me feel so satisfied."

With that he hopped out of bed, put his towel round him and went. Tim
realised he had not locked the door, that was so stupid, if he got caught
both parties would be dead.



The Colonel sent for Tim after the first year of training was complete.

"Sergeant Leighton, it has been decided to promote you to 2nd Lieutenant in
the field. An Egyptian Sergeant is to be posted to your squad and you are
to take them back to the Egyptian Army as a seconded officer and remain in
charge of them while they integrate. Karim and Ali will be promoted to
Corporals giving you the opportunity to recommend two more for Lance
Corporal when you think they are ready."

Tim was amazed, this was all happening much faster than he expected.

The new sergeant arrived to take Tim's old billet and Tim moved into the
officers mess just long enough to be equipped with his new uniforms before
transfer.

The second day Karim asked at the mess to see Tim and when they met Karim
was almost in tears.

"Please Sir, the new Sergeant is an animal. He has already put Abdul in the
sick room."

Tim could hardly get to his old barrack room quickly enough. What he found
was a group of patently unhappy young men witnessing the Sergeant beating
another youngster.

"That's enough Sergeant."

The sergeant in a very sloppy manner stood to attention and saluted him.

"Why are you beating that private?"

Because he needed it."

"Sir."

"Yes Sir."

"Why did he need it?"

"Because he was slow to obey an order."

"I doubt that. Why have you beaten Abdul bin Hussein so badly that he is
unfit for duty?"

"Because he looked cheeky."

"Damn it sergeant he is a cheeky little chap, but he isn't insubordinate.

"Corporal Karim, how many of you have been beaten since I left?"

Karim looked around.

"I'm not sure Sir."

Then addressing the squad he said, "Anyone with punishment marks, drop your
trousers and underwear and show the Lieutenant."

Tim was amazed, nearly half his squad showed him their bottoms displaying
anywhere between two and ten stripes. One boy had blood still fresh where
the stick had broken skin.

"Sergeant, pack your kit and report to your duty officer, you are relieved
of duty with this squad. Those of you with marks, dress and follow
me. Karim, you come with me as well."

Tim marched them across to the Adjutants office.

"I'm sorry to bother you Sir, but I want you to see this before I tell the
C.O. why I have dismissed my sergeant and sent him back to the Egyptians."

To the surprise of the Adjutant he was presented with an array of cute
bottoms all damaged in some way.

"That is more punishment administered in one day than I did in one year
Sir, and that to a squad that the C.O. considered as good as our own
soldiers, there is one more that you can't see because he is in the
infirmary, too damaged to move."

Tim was almost in tears of frustration and anger at the damage to his boys.

The Adjutant picked up on it. Tim's reputation with these young soldiers
was common knowledge, they were frequently witnessed by seasoned soldiers
at their exercises and talked about with awe.

"Send them back to barracks Tim and come with me."

"Corporal Karim, take the men back. You are in charge until I return."

"Come along Tim, I think you need a drink and then we'll go to see the
C.O."

Tim downed a large Scotch at the bar and as the fire hit his stomach he was
ready to take on the world.

The C.O. had a soft spot for this young man that had proved such an
excellent soldier.

"Lieutenant, we will go to see the Egyptian Colonel in the morning and see
what we can do about your problem. I think it might be a very good idea to
recommend the transfer of one of my sergeants to your squad, the language
problem I am sure we can overcome."

"Thank you Sir, I know we can sort that one. Corporal Karim speaks
reasonable English and all the men have a little."

The C.O. was quite surprised.

"You teach languages as well as soldiering do you Lieutenant?"

Tim blushed and the C.O. patted his shoulder.

"I'm only joking Tim, well done."

There was much talk the next morning but at lunch time a very smart squad
of Egyptian soldiers marched across to the Egyptian barracks under the
command of their English officer with his English sergeant and two very
smart and proud young Egyptian Corporals.

The Egyptian Colonel couldn't fault them, nor could he over the next week
as they were put through their paces with their own countrymen.

Tim's command of Arabic saw him integrated into the officers mess without
problems and the English Sergeant was happy to spend most of his time with
Karim and Ali learning Arabic and teaching English. He was also not a fool
and realised very quickly that there was a very tight bond between Karim
and Tim, and that Ali and Abdul almost worshipped the Lieutenant as
well. He watched, and he learnt.  Tim ruled by kindness and competence and
the sergeant liked that trying very hard to emulate the young man who was
now his superior.

Now that Tim was an officer, opportunities for him and Karim to make love
were virtually nonexistent and romps with Ali and Abdul were even less
frequent.

Inevitably they were caught. The sergeant caught them having a quick kiss
one day. He wasn't as shocked as he thought he would be when his suspicions
were confirmed. Tim and Karim however looked with shock when the sergeant
spoke.

"That is a very dangerous game you are playing Sir. If I were to report
this you would both face a firing squad."

Tim knew the truth of that but said nothing, he waited.

"Please don't be this stupid again Sir. There are not many officers I have
truly enjoyed serving during my army career but you are one and Karim is a
fine young N.C.O. I would hate to see you brought down by your love for one
another."

Tim was amazed.

"Thank you Sergeant Withers, you are right, I was stupid to risk Karim's
life even if I didn't value my own."

There now developed an even tighter bond between these men. Withers soon
realised that Ali and Abdul could loosely be connected with this group as
well because he saw how much they loved Tim. It amazed him, in all his
years in the Army he had never come across man on man love. He did of
course know it existed but seeing it firsthand gave him much room for
thought.

Border incursions from the Sudanese were common and eventually Tim's squad
were tested under fire repelling one of these. The result was a brilliant
success but also a source of great sorrow for Tim. Two of his youngsters
were badly wounded, one lost a leg and the other an eye.

Tim spent many months fighting the authorities to get adequate compensation
for them, damaging his reputation by his actions. His old C.O. sent for him
one day.

"Tim, come and sit with me."

That was a first and Tim felt honoured to be asked to sit in this man's
presence.

"You are a fine officer and should be looking for promotion to Captain
after your action but you are damaging your chances by this stance over
your two wounded privates."

"I know Sir, but it is morally wrong to abandon them after they were
wounded serving their country."

"Yes Tim I agree but we are small potatoes in this organisation and the
Egyptians are only following the route we take in our army. You won't win
Tim. Your best bet is to try to find them jobs as civilians."

Tim realised the sense in what the Colonel said.

"Thank you Sir, I never thought of that. I think I already know how I can
get them employment."

Tim's follow up action was a source of much chatter in the officers messes
of both armies a few weeks later.

The private who had lost an eye was taken on as a civilian employee and
replaced Tim's private soldier as his batman. The boy who lost a leg became
the cleaner and mess boy of the squad paid for by contributions from all of
his comrades. The British Army Doctor had a crude but effective prosthetic
limb made for the boy and Karim and his fellows spent ages helping him
master the use of it until he could finally walk without a crutch or a
stick.

Two years later Tim was promoted Captain and placed in charge of training
for that command area of the Egyptian Army. Sergeant Karim and Sergeant Ali
were his N.C.Os, unheard of at nineteen years old, but both decorated for
bravery having weathered several more armed assaults by Sudanese
forces. Little Abdul had remained little but was now a lance
corporal. Sergeant Withers had been returned to his English regiment and
promoted. His parting from Tim was quite emotional.

"Thank you Sir, you have grown into a fine officer, I hope I may have the
pleasure of serving you again."

He smiled at Tim as he saluted him and then very quietly so that no one
else could hear said, "Remember discretion Sir. Look after your lovers."

Tim was wide eyed that Withers had picked up on the others as well. He
grinned though and replied.

"I will Sergeant, thank you and know I owe you big time if you ever need my
assistance."



Tim now had private quarters and christened them his first evening by
sending for Sergeant Karim.

On entering Tim's quarters Karim sprang to attention and saluted.

"You sent for me Sir."

Tim remained very serious, returned the salute and then spoke.

"Yes Sergeant, I want you to remove all of your clothes, then stand at ease
in the middle of the floor."

Karim smiled and without any more to do stripped quickly and did as
ordered. Tim walked all round him gently stroking his body before dropping
to his knees in front of the naked sergeant and taking his cock in his
mouth and swabbing it with his tongue until it was monstrously hard.

Tim pulled back then and looked up straight into Karim's eyes.

"You know I love you very much Karim don't you?"

Karim smiled but that didn't cover the tears forming as he spoke.

"Yes Tim, and I love you also. I never expected this when I was sixteen and
I still wonder now that I'm twenty how I could have been so lucky."

Tim stood then and kissed his lover very passionately before standing back
and allowing Karim to undress him as well. As soon as he was naked Tim went
to the door and locked it, pulled the curtains across the windows and
turned the lamp down.

"I want to make love to you tonight Karim for a long long time to show you
how deep my love is."

"Thank you Tim, I know I will love that, it is so long since we have been
able to do this."

There was no more talking for nearly two hours until two totally sated
young men cried with happiness in each other's arms.



Tim's star continued to ascend. His training methods, mirrored by his two
N.C.Os. was proving so effective that Egyptian Army N.C.Os were being
seconded to his training troops where they learned that getting the best
from their recruits was achieved with kindness not brutality. Punishment
was rare, one on one instruction when a trooper was struggling became the
normal. Many of the boys went to regiments after their training already
wearing the stripes of Lance Corporal's because of their ability. Most also
wore campaign medals because Tim considered an active role against
insurgents cemented their training.

Promoted Major and given a whole training regiment Tim had Karim promoted
to Regimental Sergeant Major and Ali promoted to Quartermaster Sergeant
Major. Abdul wasn't left behind either, the smallest and youngest Troop
Sergeant in the Egyptian Army.

What only Sergeant Withers knew was that these four men were lovers but Tim
and Karim were bonded as lovers and the others were special friends that
got some loving as well.

Tim was thirty on the same day his original regiment requested his
return. He went to see the General who was his original Colonel.

"You are going to be promoted Lieutenant Colonel Tim and given an infantry
regiment back in England. Congratulations."

Tim was gutted because he immediately realised it would be the end of his
affair with Karim.

"Sir, I am sure that is a great honour but I can't leave Egypt."

The General had never heard such a thing.

"Don't be bloody stupid man, there is another war coming in Europe, this
promotion could well be the stepping stone for you becoming a field officer
like myself."

"I know Sir, and I don't refuse this appointment lightly, but you see, I
could not leave my Egyptian R.S.M. and I would be reluctant to leave my
Q.S.M. and Troop Sergeant Hussein, they have been with me since my first
day Sir."

The General was amazed at this young officer's loyalty to his troops and
wondered how much more effective he would be if these three Egyptian
soldiers were to remain with him. The situation was so unique that he
thought it would be incredibly good for moral in both armies if these four
young men were kept together

"Sit down Tim."

This had only happened once before so Tim was surprised.

"Your relationship with these three young men is most unusual, particularly
your R.S.M. You know he is younger than any R.S.M.  in either army."

Tim was careful he didn't want any problems here.

"Yes Sir, but that is because he, and the others have more combat
experience than almost any other man in both armies."

The General looked at the row of ribbons Tim sported to remind himself of
how many skirmishes Tim had been involved in. He had been decorated
extensively by both countries for his bravery and effectiveness under
fire. A lot of that had to be down to his support from the three young men
that he had trained and managed to keep with him.

"This is most unusual Tim, but I will talk to my opposite number and see if
we can arrange a period of loan to our army from theirs."

Tim spent days on tenterhooks wondering what was going to happen. He had
interviews with the Egyptian General and all three boys did as well. The
outcome was that the Egyptians didn't want to lose these highly decorated
and very young N.C.Os to the British.

The end result was all three of them resigned from the Egyptian Army and
asked to join the British Army, which of course would have made them
privates again.

The British General accepted it and with a little shove from Tim returned
all three to their previous ranks with the silly preface of Acting.

No troop ships were leaving for England in the near future so the four men
went in a merchant ship sharing a cabin and two weeks of communal
loving. There were many happy tears during that period. The most on the day
Karim and Ali watched Tim make love to Abdul, the little fourteen year old
tearaway had become a little twenty two year old man, but still wonderfully
soft to make love to.

England was a major culture shock to the three Egyptians both in terms of
weather and culture but with their regimental colonel looking out for them
they were integrated quickly into their new life and earned the respect of
their fellows because of their enormous battlefield experience and their
efficiency as soldiers

When war was declared in 1939 they were all part of the British
Expeditionary Force.

Karim was killed by machine gun fire in one of the first confrontations of
the war. Tim and the other two soldiers he had trained and loved were
killed in the counterattack to avenge their fallen comrade.

All four were buried with full military honours and posthumously awarded
medals for bravery.

The eulogy at their burial was read by R.S.M. Withers who remembered with
affection these three foreign soldiers and their exceptional officer.

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