From: minotaur@iafrica.com (Minotaur)
Subject: The White Elephant, (MM)
Date: Mon, 08 Jul 96 20:29:38 GMT
Organization: Internet Africa

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**The White Elephant**

The African sun hung in the sky like a fiery ball.  The heat shimmered across 
the plains.  Matt felt his 
shirt begin to cling to his body as the sun rode higher to it's apex in the 
sky.  He had been tracking one of 
the Big Five for over a month.  For an elephant it was the most elusive 
creature he had ever had to track.  
The African trackers with him believed that the White Elephant was an old witch 
doctor who had been 
cursed into the body of an elephant.  Matt wasn't about to believe their 
superstitions, but he sure as hell 
was not going to antagonize his trackers.  They set up his camp every night, 
and arranged his meals.  
Without their aid his stay in the bush would be a living hell.  As it was he 
was as lonely as anything.  His 
original co-researcher, Dr. Pamela Jameson had returned home after her husband 
had been involved in a 
car accident.  If Matt did not know better he would have sworn that Raymond, 
Pamela's husband, had 
caused his own accident.  He was so jealous of their time in the bush together. 
 However, the accident had 
been rather serious, and Raymond was now in a coma.  

Matt pulled his shirt from his back in a desperate attempt to circulate some 
air between his back and shirt.  
However, the irony was that there was not an inkling of a breeze.  He cursed 
the fact that his supervisor 
had radioed him last night, and told him to expect a replacement.  He had been 
told that the chopper 
would arrive at noon.  Trust them to choose the hottest part of the day.  His 
supervisor, Graham, was a 
pompous jerk who thought that the world revolved around him.  Matt's stewing 
over Graham was 
interrupted by the distinctive sound of rotor blades as the chopper neared his 
position from the east.  It 
took the chopper another four minutes to reach his position.  
"The pilot, Dutchie, is obviously doing the scenic thing", thought Matt.
The chopper hovered overhead, and then slowly descended to the ground.  With a 
distinctive thump the 
chopper touched the ground.  The pilot cut the engine and the rotors slowed.  
Matt moved towards the 
chopper, and looked into the cockpit.  Next to the overweight pilot sat a young 
man in his early twenties.  
Matt opened the door to the luggage area, and passed it's contents to his 
waiting assistants.  He had just 
finished and felt a hand on his shoulder.  Matt turned to face the young man.

"Hi, my name is Ethane", said his new assistant, and handed him his right hand. 
 Matt shook his hand 
and looked at the guy who would be spending the next three months with him.  
His body was well-
developed, and he matched Matt's 5ft 8".  Although, Ethane's hair was raven 
black, and he had emerald 
green eyes.  Matt thought how different they were, because he had sun bleached 
brown hair and blue eyes.

"Well, you probably know that my name is Matt!' 
"Yes, Graham has told me all about you, and Dr. Jameson has brought me up to 
steam with your research.
Matt winced.  "What is wrong?" asked Ethane.  
"You probably have a bad impression of me after speaking to Graham."
"Well he didn't have anything nice to say about you.  As a matter of fact he 
called you a spoilt rich brat."
"He just does not like the fact that my father is filthy rich, and that I have 
everything.  God don't I sound 
like the snob."
"Yes, you do!" laughed Ethane.  
Matt laughed with him.  "At least the ice seems to be broken", he mused.
"We had better head for our base camp before dark", he said aloud.  "Where is 
Dutchie?"
"Here I am Matt - I just needed to give the dung beetles something to do," 
Dutchie said as he emerged 
from behind a nearby shrub.  "I had better get back to the airport."  He headed 
back towards the chopper, 
and heaved his bulky body back into the chopper.  Soon the chopper rose in the 
air and headed back in an 
easterly direction.

The march back to the camp took a long three hours.  The heat became more 
bearable as the day drew to a 
close, but it was still stiflingly hot.  The Africans chanted traditional songs 
as they marched in single file 
towards the camp.  When the entourage arrived at camp the aroma of cooking meat 
met them.  Matt 
showed Ethane to the tent that Pamela had used, and his luggage was deposited 
on the floor by an 
obliging African.  
"We will be eating supper in about an hour or so, so you can start unpacking.  
I'm off to take a shower, 
and you are more than welcome to do so as well."  Matt then headed to his tent. 
 He stripped off all of his 
clothes and grabbed his towel from a chair in his tent.  Wrapping the towel 
around his body, he headed for 
the shower, which was below a large Syringa tree.
When Matt arrived at the shower he asked Zoliwe if he had placed some hot water 
in the shower yet.  
Zoliwe told him that the water was still boiling and would be ready in about 15 
minutes.  Matt sauntered 
over to Ethane's tent to see how the unpacking was going.  He entered the tent 
without announcing 
himself and found Ethane lying on his bed with only his briefs on.  His eyes 
were closed and it looked like 
he had dozed off to sleep.
"God this guy has one mean body", he thought, as his eyes roved from Ethane's 
well defined pecs and 
washboard stomach to his very large basket.  Matt felt an erection forming, and 
left the tent without even 
announcing his presence.  He headed back to his tent.  His breathe was shallow, 
and he could not believe 
how aroused Ethane was making him.  His 8" cock stood at attention, and craved 
attention.  Matt dropped 
the towel to the ground and began stroking his cock.  He stroked his cock with 
his left hand, and with his 
right he pulled and kneaded his balls.  It was not long before his cut cock 
shot an explosive load all over 
the ground-sheet.  In the month plus that he had been in the bush he had only 
j/o about 10 times.  Not 
enough for a healthy 22 year old.  He had just finished when Zoliwe called to 
him to come and shower.  
Matt made his way to the shower.  It was a piece of canvass stretched around 
four poles, so that it made a 
square.  The shower itself was made of two drums - one filled with cold and the 
other with hot water.  The 
two drums each had a pipe, which joined at a T-junction.  Each drum had a small 
clamp just below the 
drum, which had to be regulated to get the ideal temperature.  The water would 
then spout out of the 
shower head that was mounted on one of the poles.  
Zoliwe sat perched in the Syringa waiting for Matt to enter the canvass, and 
then he would release the 
water.  Matt removed his towel, and entered the shower.  He remembered how 
unnerved he had been the 
first time that Zoliwe had sat above him in the tree, but he had since become 
accustomed to the ritual.  
Matt held the soap in his hand and motioned to Zoliwe to start the shower.  The 
cold water was the first to 
hit his body, and he shuddered from the cold.  However, Zoliwe soon released 
the hot water, and after 
some adjustments the water was tolerable - if not pleasant.  Matt lathered up 
his body and made sure that 
his cock and the crack between his legs were clean.  He lingered around his 
anus.  Gently he inserted his 
finger into his anus, and stroked it in and out.  He knew that by now it was 
safe as Zoliwe would have 
scampered down the tree, and headed to see to supper.  Matt stopped after 
awhile when he noticed that his 
recently spent cock was beginning to respond.  Deciding that he did not want to 
sport another erection, he 
rinsed the soap from the rest of his smooth body, and soon he was finished.  
Just in time as the water was 
beginning to lose its pleasantness.  Matt took his towel from one of the poles 
and headed back to his tent.  
No sooner had he stepped out of the shower and Zoliwe's son had turned off the 
shower.  Matt had caught 
Zoliwe's son, Themba, watching him one night and he had given him a show to 
remember.  He had 
actually caught sight of Themba beating off after he had finished that 
particular shower.  The fifteen year 
old had one huge cock for his age, but Matt did not even consider starting 
something with the kid.  After 
all Themba was just a kid.
Matt pulled on a pair of shorts and shoes, and headed for the makeshift 
kitchen.  He was starving, and his 
growling stomach had made this blatantly obvious.  Zoliwe informed Matt that 
the food was ready, and 
suggested that he go and call Ethane.  On arriving at Ethane's tent Matt 
announced his arrival, and 
waited for a response.  When no response was forth-coming he moved aside the 
mosquito netting that had 
been laid across the doorway for the evening, and entered the tent.  Ethane 
still lay on his makeshift bed.  
From the sounds of his gentle snoring he was very much asleep.  Matt could 
smell the musky odour of 
Ethane's body, and he felt his cock beginning to stir in his pants.  Not 
wanting to spoil future prospects 
with this hunk of beef by being caught doing something foolish - Matt leaned 
across Ethane and shook 
him awake with his hand on one of his pecs.  Ethane stirred, but did not seem 
to want to wake-up, and 
Matt was forced to shake him harder.  This caused Ethane to get a fright and he 
jumped awake.  
"Wake up, sleeping beauty, it is time for supper," said Matt as he tousled 
Ethane's black hair.  
Ethane yawned and stretched.  "How long have I been asleep?"
"For about an hour or so, and I am starving.  So do you think that we could go 
and get some food."
"Sure!  Let me just pull on a pair of shorts," said Ethane as he grabbed for 
his shorts, and pulled them on 
as they walked out of the door.  "I sure as hell need a shower." 
"Yes you do", Matt said holding his noise.  Ethane punched him on the arm.  
"You can have one a little 
later.  I will tell Zoliwe to heat some water for you, but first supper."
The kitchen was in another tent that had wire mesh across its door.  Ethane was 
looking at the mesh 
questioningly, and Matt explained that the wild animals used to make a habit of 
raiding their stores.  
Supper was filled with small talk, and a good helping of venison stew.  Matt 
learnt that Ethane had just 
returned from a six month archaeological dig in Egypt, and that he was 23 years 
old.  Ethane said that he 
had met Matt's father in London, at the British Museum, two years previously.  
At the time Ethane was 
employed in the Egyptian wing of the Museum.  Xavier Hunt, Matt's father, had 
been impressed by the 
young man, and had asked him if he would like to join a dig in Egypt.  Ethane 
said that he jumped at the 
opportunity, and he subsequently resigned from the British Museum.  Xavier flew 
Ethane to Cairo where 
he had spent the last six months.  Two days ago Xavier had telephoned Ethane 
and offered him a trip to 
South Africa to join one of his adventures as he called it.  Ethane agreed, and 
he had arrived at Jan Smuts 
Airport in Johannesburg the day before.  After some briefing this morning he 
was ferried by chopper to 
Matt.  
"No doubt Dad thought that I needed a baby-sitter", Matt said as he cleaned off 
the last bit of venison stew 
from his tin plate.
Ethane grinned and said, "Yes he did and you had better listen to me".  They 
both started to laugh at how 
absurd that would be.  Suddenly, Ethane jumped from his seat.  "Shit, that 
mosquito almost sucked the life 
out of me."
"You had better have your shower as it is getting a little chilly in the air, 
and the mosquito's are on the 
hunt for fresh blood.  And fresh blood is what you are young man.  I'll sort 
out your water so long," said 
Matt rising from the table and heading outside.  First he headed for his tent 
to get a shirt and then he went 
in search of Zoliwe.  Zoliwe had apparently left the camp with Themba an hour 
and a half ago in search 
of fresh meat.  Matt grinned - he could not have planned this better himself.  
So he set off to arrange 
Ethane's shower.  
The water was still boiling on the fire, and Matt titled some of the water from 
the pot into a bucket.  He 
then carried it to the Syringa tree and poured it into the hot water barrel.  
After three trips to and from the 
barrel he had accumulated enough water for Ethane's shower.  Matt was just 
about to go and call Ethane 
when he saw him emerge from his tent and head towards the shower.   
"It appears that I am to be your water-boy," called Matt from his vantage point 
in the tree.  
"Great, just don't burn the baby-sitter", Ethane said peeling off his towel and 
revealing his lovely thick 
cock.  He entered the shower cubicle, and motioned to Matt to start the shower. 
 Matt opened the cold 
water barrel first.  
"Shit that is freezing", said Ethane jumping from side to side, and in the 
process making his cock and 
balls bounce up and down.  
Laughing at the sight Matt slowly opened the hot water valve.  The temperature 
of the water soon reached 
an acceptable temperature.  Matt sat in the tree and watched as Ethane soaped 
up his body, and moved the 
foreskin on his cock back so he could clean it well.  He had a nice black bush 
at the base of his cock, and 
Matt caught sight of a tuft of black hair between his arse cheeks.  Matt had a 
mean hard-on developing, 
and he explained to Ethane how to turn off the shower, and jumped from the 
tree.  After a short walk Matt 
entered his tent and decided to settle down for the evening.  He removed his 
T-shirt and shorts, and settled 
into his bed for the night.  Getting to bed with a raging hard-on was not easy, 
but he did not want to waste 
his spunk on the ground-sheet.  Eventually he fell asleep dreaming about 
sucking off Ethane's nice full 
cock.

The next morning it was Ethane who woke up early, and he quickly dressed.  
Pulling on his boots and 
heading towards Matt's tent to see what the day's activities would be.  Ethane 
did not even bother to 
announce himself and walked straight into Matt's tent.  Matt was lying on his 
bed busy stroking his 8" 
cock with his eyes closed.  With his right hand he was busy squeezing his 
nipples, and Ethane could see 
by the precum on his cock that he was really enjoying himself.  Ethane stood 
his ground, and decided to 
watch the spectacle unfold.  Besides Matt was making him so horny.  It was not 
long before Matt shot his 
load all over his belly.  He opened his eyes to see Ethane standing just inside 
the door.
"That was some mean show stud," said Ethane with a grin on his lips.  He 
involuntarily licked his lips.  
Matt noticed his action, and decided that he had this guy definitely 
interested.  Now he just needed to 
determine if Ethane was straight or not.  
"I am glad that you enjoyed it, and if you ever want any pointers - just ask."
"I'll keep that in mind.  So why don't you get cleaned up, and then we can get 
started with the days 
activities."  Matt rose from his bed and walked over to his towel, which he 
used to wipe the jism from his 
body.  The whole time Ethane stood and watched Matt move around the room.  He 
found Matt's sun-
bleached hair that hung to his shoulders very sexy.  Matt also had quite a 
round arse, and a stunning 
upper body.  He watched as Matt bent over for a pair of shorts, and was 
rewarded with a glimpse of Matt's 
hairless pucker.  
Matt knew that Ethane was watching his every move so he exaggerated all of his 
actions and took much 
longer than normal dressing.  Finally, he could stall no longer, and he was 
fully dressed.  The two young 
men made their way to the kitchen.  Zoliwe and his son were not back yet, so 
one of the other men in the 
camp had prepared a breakfast of Eggs & Bacon.  The meal was delicious, and it 
did not take long for the 
two young men to finish their meals.  
"We need to do some scouting for Ol' Whitie today, and I think that we can 
cover more ground if we go 
on horseback," said Matt as he rose from the table.  
"I am not that great with horses," Ethane said as he followed Matt to the 
makeshift kraal where the horses 
were kept.  The kraal had three strong geldings in it.  Matt pointed out his 
horse - Elixir, and told Ethane 
that he would be riding, Drummer.  Drummer was a fawny colored horse with round 
white dots on his 
rump.  
"He is beautiful," said Ethane.  "When do we set out?"
"In about ten minutes, so you had better get yourself a canteen, and fill it 
with water.  In the mean time I 
will see to a lunch-time snack for us, as we will be out for most of the day."  
Matt headed towards the 
kitchen, while Ethane returned to his tent and rummaged through his pack in 
search of a canteen.  
In just over ten minutes the two men rode out of the camp.  

Their scouting was rather uneventful until about ten o'clock when Ethane's 
horse cut his leg on a sharp 
rock.  Matt applied some disinfectant, and a bandage on Drummer from his first 
aid kit.  After riding for a 
short while, Matt noticed that Drummer had a bad limp, so he suggested that 
Ethane ride bareback with 
him on Elixir.  Matt removed the saddle from Elixir, and secured it over 
Ethane's, on Drummer.  
After Matt had secured his saddle on Drummer he mounted his steed, and Ethane 
swung up behind him.  
Ethane placed his hand on Matt's belt, and held fast as they began to ride 
again.  Matt upped the pace of 
Elixir's walk to a canter.  He kept glancing back at Drummer who was following 
quite easily with no 
additional weight on his back.  Ethane wrapped his arms around Matt's body to 
keep a better hold.  The 
effect of the trot was that Matt and Ethane's bodies were being bounced 
together every other time.  Soon 
the combination of natural and body heat meant that their shirts were socked 
through with perspiration.
"Hey can we stop for a moment," asked Ethane.  
"Yes sure.  Do you want a drink of water or something?" Matt said as he pulled 
on the reins to stop the 
horse.
"Yes, I can sure use a drink, but I also want to take a leak.  All this 
bouncing up and down has caused 
havoc with my bladder."
Matt laughed at Ethane, and remarked that in time he would get used to it.  
Ethane dismounted from 
Elixir, and walked about four paces away.  He stood at an angle, so that he was 
sure that Matt would get a 
full view of his cock spilling forth its golden juices.  Matt dismounted and 
removed his sweat drenched 
shirt.  He dried his back and torso with the shirt, and then hung it over his 
saddle on Drummer.  When he 
turned around to go and take a drink of water he saw Ethane pissing, and the 
sight was really incredible.  
Matt wondered how big Ethane's cock was hard, because in it's normal state it 
was really thick.  He lifted 
his canteen to his lips and took a generous gulp.  Not waiting for Ethane to 
finish completely he walked 
towards him, and handed him the canteen just before he put his cock away.  
Ethane left his cock dangling 
from his pants as he took a sip of water.  Matt moved a little distance away 
and let out a good stream of 
golden piss.  He had to force it out, as his cock was beginning to get 
semi-erect.  He shook the last few 
drops of liquid from his cock, and replacing it in his pants he turned to find 
that Ethane had also removed 
his shirt.  The long days in the Egyptian sun had ensured that his skin was a 
deep brown, and he looked 
like a real Greek Adonis.  
"We had better get going, if we want to reach the pool before noon, " Matt 
said, as he took his canteen 
from Ethane and mounted Elixir.  Calling Drummer forward - Matt leaned forward 
and looped his 
canteen around his saddle horn.  While he was doing this, Ethane climbed up 
behind him and made 
himself comfortable.  When Matt sat up again he felt the smoothness of Ethane's 
body brush against his 
back.  Ethane had looped his finger through one of Matt's belt loops on his 
shorts, but he soon held on to 
Matt's waist when Elixir began to canter.  Matt could feel Ethane's nipples 
brushing against his back, and 
his hot breath on his neck.  The feeling was driving him wild, and he soon had 
a raging hard-on.  Matt 
also thought that he felt Ethane's cock stiffen behind him.  Ethane slowly 
moved his lips to Matt's ear and 
whispered, "This bouncing up and down is making me really horny, " he snaked 
his down to Matt's 
shorts, and continued, "and I can see that you are getting nice and hard".  
Ethane loosened Matt's buttons 
for his shorts, and soon his cock was free.  He began to play with Matt's balls 
and cock.  Matt let out a soft 
moan.  He put one of his hands behind him, and gripped Ethane's cock through 
his shorts.  It felt so great.
"Wait stop!", said Matt as he used both hands and reined in the horse.  
"I am sorry - I thought that this is what you wanted," Ethane protested.
"Yes, I do, but I want us to remove our shorts, and ride buck naked, so that I 
can feel your cock rubbing 
against me."
"That sounds great."  
The two young men quickly removed their sweat covered shorts, and remounted 
Elixir.  Before 
remounting Elixir, Matt had a good long look at Ethane's cock, and although it 
was shorter than his 8" it 
was much thicker.  The feeling of Elixir's hot sweat between their legs was 
incredible.  Ethane resumed 
his playing with Matt's cock, and Matt positioned Ethane's cock, so that it was 
wedged between his arse 
and Elixir's sweat soaked back.  It was not long before Ethane's cock was well 
lubricated and he had 
established himself in a type of rhythm.  Matt was going crazy with the feeling 
of Ethane's cock against 
his arse, and his hand moving up and down on his cock.  Matt was just thinking 
that the feeling could not 
get any better when he felt Ethane push two fingers into his arse.  The 
constant bouncing up and down 
and the sweat on Elixir's back had made it easy for Ethane to push two fingers 
up Matt's arse.  He loved 
the warm feeling surrounding his fingers, and he soon began to finger-fuck 
Matt's arse.  Soon adding a 
third finger to his penetration.  Lowering his lips to Matt's neck, Ethane 
kissed him all the way around 
his neck.  Matt could hold back no longer, and shot his load all over Elixir's 
mane and Ethane's hand.  
Ethane removed his fingers from Matt's arse, and in one swift move he 
penetrated Matt to the hilt.  Matt 
tensed up suddenly from the pain, and surprise of Ethane's cock up his arse.  
He had never felt so full 
before.  Ethane held Matt tightly around the waste, so that he would not slip 
out easily, and so that they 
would go up and down on the horses back in unison.  
He began kissing Matt on the neck again to relax him, and soon he felt Matt 
pushing back on him.  Matt 
had slowed Elixir to a walk on Ethane's original penetration.  Now he made the 
horse trot and then 
canter.   Ethane had never felt such a great feeling before, because every time 
that he thought that he 
would slip out of Matt's arse he was pushed to the hilt by the horses motion.  
The burning sensation that 
Matt was feeling from his arse was incredible.  With every thrust of Ethane's 
cock into his arse he felt his 
prostrate being massaged, and he could feel a second load getting ready to 
erupt.  Matt let out a loud moan 
as he shot his second load in ten minutes.  At the same time that Matt's arse 
clamped down on his cock 
Ethane drove his cock deep into Matt, and filled him with loads of healthy 
white cum.  Ethane kept his 
cock in Matt for awhile, until it began to grow soft and then he slid it out 
with a load popping sound.  
Matt had slowed the horse to a slow walk again, and he felt as though he had 
lost something when Ethane 
pulled out of him.  
The whole time that they had had sex neither of them had spoken a word, and it 
was Ethane who turned 
Matt's face to his and said, "Thank-you that was the greatest sex that I have 
ever had".  He then planted a 
hot passionate kiss on Matt's lips, and Matt responded by opening his mouth to 
Ethane's probing tongue.  
Matt broke off the kiss after a while by saying, "lets head for the pool, and 
then we can have a nice swim 
and who knows what else."  
With Ethane holding Matt tightly around the waist Matt brought Elixir to a 
gallop, and they raced across 
the African veldt towards the pool.  


**The White Elephant, [Part 2]**

The two young men rode across the veldt on their way to the pool.  After a time 
Ethane noticed that the gradient of the ground was beginning to slope, and that the 
vegetation was gaining in density.  His heart fluttered in anticipation of what might 
occur during the rest of the afternoon. 
 Matt leaned into Ethane and whispered, "we are almost there".  Before long Ethane 
could hear the trickling of water as it danced across some rocks following an age old 
path.  Ethane stroked Matt's torso, and rubbed his hands over his nipples.  He 
leaned forward and kissed Matt on the neck.  Matt shuddered.
"Oh, God, that feels good, " he said, as he shortened the right-hand rein to steer 
Elixir to the ideal spot by the pool.  Matt soon found the spot that he was looking 
for and he asked Ethane to dismount.  Ethane swung from the Elixir, and moved 
towards Drummer (who had followed them persistently) to remove the burden that 
he carried.
Matt removed the bit from Elixir's mouth, and let him roam freely around the little 
valley.  He also removed the bit from Drummer’s mouth after placing a new 
dressing on his leg, and allowed him to roam freely.  The allure of the fresh green 
grass and pure spring water would insure that the horses remained in the valley.  
The little valley’s eco-system had been kept alive and vibrant by a bubbling spring 
which sprung forth from beneath the earth.  The formalities with the horses done - 
Matt turned to Ethane and planted a quick kiss on his lips.  Kicking off their shoes 
and socks.  Matt then took him by the hand and led him to the waiting pool of fresh 
water.  They entered the water hand-in-hand, and they both reacted to the frigid 
freshness of the spring water with a shudder.  Their bodies still warm from their 
passionate ride, soon cooled in the pool, and their erections shrunk to 
insignificance.  
Matt submerged his entire body below the surface, and rose again to the surface 
with water dripping from his nice soft crimson lips.  He licked a drop of liquid from 
his lips.  Ethane moved closer to Matt, and taking his head in his hands he placed 
his lips over Matt's and felt the warmth of his breath, as he passionately kissed him.  
Matt ran his hands down Ethane's back and gently squeezed his buttocks.   Ethane 
let out a little gasp.  Their phallic cocks met for the first time, as they embraced.  
The cold water impeding any erections.  Using their bare hands, first Matt and then 
Ethane bathed each other.  The freshness of the water became more bearable with 
the passing of time.  Matt gently pulled back Ethane's foreskin and cleaned every 
part of his cock head with a probing finger.  
Sinking below the surface Matt took Ethane's cock in his mouth.  He used his 
tongue to play with the foreskin, but soon his breathe ran out, and he was forced to 
rise to the surface.  Ethane's eyes were filled with lust when Matt broke the surface 
of the pool.  He pulled Matt towards him and savagely kissed him.  
Ethane tongue lashed out at Matt’s.  

A loud crack, and the flight of dozens of colorful birds brought their passion to an 
abrupt end.  Ethane’s eyes registered the fear of the unknown.  The birds settled 
back into the trees after a time, but their chirping carried with it an urgency.
“What do you think that was?” asked Ethane while he still held on to Matt.  
Their two sets of eyes scanned the perimeter of the pool, and Matt saw that the 
horses had not bolted. 
 That meant that the origin of the loud sound was not an erstwhile predator, but 
something else.
“I don’t know, but we had best go and scout around, “ Matt said moving towards the 
edge of the waterline.  
He emerged from the pool with little droplets of water trickling from his entire 
body.  The water trapped in his hair glistened as the sun reflected of the numerous 
droplets.  Ethane followed suit, but instead of following Matt he headed for his 
clothes.
“No, leave your clothes - what ever it is will smell us a mile away in those clothes.”  
Reluctantly Ethane turned and followed Matt.  They crossed the open clearing 
where the horses grazed and headed into the heavy foliage.  The leaves brushed past 
their bare bodies, as they explored the jungled area of the valley.  
Another loud crack filled the air, but this time there was no dramatic flight by birds.  
Ethane placed his hand on Matt’s shoulder, and Matt’s heart almost stopped from 
fright.
“Are you trying to scare me to death?” asked Matt swinging around on Ethane.  
Ethane’s mouth opened to answer, but his attention was diverted by a movement in 
the foliage behind Matt.  On hearing the movement behind him, Matt turned.  
There before them stood the biggest Kudu that Matt had ever seen.  
His horns were curled with age.  The Kudu almost stood as many hands tall as 
Elixir.
“What is it - it’s beautiful”, said Ethane coming to stand next to Matt.  His hand 
was still resting on Matt’s shoulder.
“It’s a Kudu - a type of bush buck, and from the look of him he is very old.”
The Kudu’s small eyes studied the two young men intently.  It seemed to be 
deciding if they were friend or foe.  Eventually, it raised its noise in the air.  
Sniffing the air seemed to clarify the matter for the Kudu, as he ambled away.  
Friend it was to be.
“Come let us go back to the pool,” said Matt turning towards the direction of the 
pool.  Ethane followed, thinking how frightened he had been during the whole 
episode, and how strong and cool Matt had been.  
He really admired his courage.

Matt was feeling a little cold when they once again emerged by the pool, because 
there had been little sunlight amongst the dense foliage.  He led Ethane to some flat 
rocks, and they lay side by side on the warm sun-bathed gray rock.  The sun soon 
warmed their chilled bodies.  Ethane placed his arm over Matt’s chest.  Matt turned 
his head and looked into Ethane’s beautiful emerald green eyes.  He stroked a hair 
from Ethane’s forehead, and leaned forward and kissed him lightly on his cheek.  
Their cocks grew firm as they stroked each others bodies, and each felt the need of 
the other.  
Ethane gently pushed Matt onto his back, and then he sucked on each of Matt’s 
nipples until they stood erect.  Ethane kissed Matt down towards his navel.  
Stopping at his navel to tongue the tight remains of his umbilical cord.  Resuming 
his journey downward he took Matt’s erection his mouth.  There was the distinct 
taste of precum.  Matt had the most beautiful cock.  The head of his cut cock 
mushroomed handsomely when fully erect.  Ethane’s tongue darted around the 
edges of the mushroomed head.  Matt bucked upwards to meet Ethane’s mouth and 
moaned.  Ethane sucked down on Matt’s cock to it’s base until he felt the tickling of 
pubic hairs against his nose.  The feeling was wonderful for both Matt and Ethane.  
Ethane moved slightly to adjust his raging hard-on, and Matt realized that he had 
neglected his new lover.  
“Let me suck you off too”, Matt said in a husky voice.  Ethane moved around so that 
his cock was positioned above Matt’s mouth in the typical 69 position.  Opening his 
mouth Matt allowed Ethane’s cock to enter.  He used his tongue to push back the 
foreskin on Ethane’s swollen member.  A moan escaped from Ethane’s mouth as he 
continued to suck Matt’s cock.  Matt soon had taken Ethane completely into his 
mouth.  Ethane began to thrust his cock in and out Matt’s mouth with such a frenzy 
that Matt had to place his hands on Ethane’s thighs to stop from being gagged.  It 
was not long before a tingling sensation began to rise up in Matt’s balls and race 
towards his erection.  He could not warn Ethane that he was going to come, because 
the cock in his mouth was taking all of his effort.  
Matt wanted to bring Ethane off at the same time as him, so he began to kneed 
Ethane’s balls.  He could hold back no longer and pushed up into Ethane’s mouth 
and his cum exploded into the back of Ethane’s throat.  
At the same time Matt thrust a finger deep into Ethane’s arse.  Almost 
instantaneously Ethane exploded deep in Matt’s soft hot mouth.  Both men 
swallowed as much come as they could manage.  Some cum dribbled from Ethane’s 
mouth.  He sucked Matt’s cock until it grew soft in his mouth, and then he released 
it.  Feeling Matt release his cock - Ethane turned around.  He lay on top of Matt, 
and licked any stray cum from his mouth.  
Matt did the same for Ethane, and they were soon engrossed in a heavy tongue 
lashing.  Matt loving the taste of cum, and the softness of Ethane’s lips.  After a 
time they fell asleep in each others arms, with the warm sun still caressing their 
bodies.

Matt woke with a chill running over his body.  He sleepily opened his eyes and 
gazed at Ethane lying next to him.  A small stubble was beginning to emerge on 
Ethane’s face, and it gave him a really sexy look.  A wild look that suited the place 
that they found themselves in.  He leaned forward and kissed Ethane on the 
forehead.  Ethane stirred, but did not wake.  Moving Ethane’s arm from his body 
Matt rose and looked for the horses.  They were still grazing in the clearing.  
Looking into the sky Matt realized that it was getting rather late and that they had 
better get back to the base camp.  The one thing he did not want to do was to be 
caught out on the plain in the darkness, especially seen as that was the time when 
many predators did their hunting.  Matt moved over to their clothes and pulled on 
his shorts, shirt and shoes.  He then took the two bits, and rounded up the horses.  
After looking at Drummer’s wound, Matt decided that he and Ethane better double 
up again, so he strapped both sets of saddles to Drummer’s back.  The horses were 
now ready for the journey home, and Matt collected Ethane’s clothes to give them to 
him.  He walked over to Ethane, and jabbed him with the two of his shoe.  Ethane 
woke with a start.
“Time for us to head back to camp,” said Matt handing Ethane his clothes.  
Ethane quickly dressed and mounted Elixir behind Matt.  Ethane rested against 
Matt’s body.
“Don’t get any ideas about a repeat performance, because we have to get back to 
camp before dark, and there is not much time,” said Matt moving Ethane’s straying 
hands back up to his chest.

As soon as they were out of the valley Matt brought Elixir to a trot.  He glanced 
back occasionally to ensure that Drummer was still behind them.  The sun sets 
quickly in the African bush and soon the sky was splashed with hues of bright 
colors.  The colors grew darker and darker until they all merged into a single 
blackness.  A full moon rose in the sky and summoned forth the creatures of the 
night.  The chill of night air descended on the plain.  Matt shivered from the cold, 
and Ethane held him tighter to offer some body heat.  After a time Matt was forced 
to rein up Elixir, and round up Drummer.  He handed Drummer’s reins to Ethane 
and told him to keep a tight hold on them.  Matt started force again, but this time at 
a much slower pace.  Often they glimpsed the gleam of a pair of yellow eyes.  But 
nothing approached.  Probably any predator seeing them would assume that this 
quarry was to dangerous looking with three heads.  Like some beast from Ancient 
Mythology.

It was round about ten that night when they rode into the camp.  They were met by 
undulating chanting as those in the camp heralded their return like two great 
hunters.  Zoliwe took the horses from them, and said that he would ready a hearty 
meal for them.  
Matt and Ethane headed for the kitchen, and drank a nice cup of strong coffee to lift 
the chill from their bodies.  Themba brought them blankets to wrap around their 
bodies.  Soon their bodies felt warm, and their stomachs were filled by a generous 
helping of deer and vegetables.  They ate hungrily and then retired for the night.  It 
was almost midnight when they entered their separate tents and settled down for the 
night. 


The White Elephant, pt3 [MM] - concluded

Matt woke the next morning feeling very tired, and not well rested.  His hand 
moved down to his throbbing "morning glory".  He played with his balls, but 
soon grew tired of this and rose from the bed.  When he stood up he almost 
collapsed.  His inner thighs ached like hell from the previous days
horse ride, but he knew that he would not be able to show his discomfort to 
anybody in the camp, or else he would be the brunt of jokes for nights to come. 

He moved towards the small cupboard that held his clothes and fished out a 
pair of cycling shorts.  He put these on without any underwear,
and proceeded to pull on a pair of long-shorts.  The tightness of the cycling 
pants helped to alleviate part of the discomfort to the extent that he could 
walk almost normally.  Matt heard a sound behind him, and turned to see Themba 
watching him.

"What is it?" asked Matt glaring at the young boy, as he stood with a sly grin 
plastered on his face.  

"More people say they see elephant, Enkosi", stammered Themba, before he made a 
quick beeline out of the tent.  

Matt wondered whether this account would be the real thing, or yet another 
hoax.  He hoped that it was the aforementioned.  He so longed to get back to 
the coast.  To smell the sea air, and go snorkeling among the reefs.  These and 
many other thoughts of home prompted Matt to pull on a shirt, and go in search of 
Zoliwe.  

Zoliwe showed him to the local villager who had reported the account of the 
White Elephant - in the hope of some reward.  It had been decided from the 
beginning that the villager who correctly reported seeing the Elephant would be 
awarded three healthy cattle.  These cattle had been bought from 
a local rancher, and were on display in the camp.  Subsequently, there was 
often movement in and out of their camp.  Guards had been posted from the 
beginning to ensure that the cattle did not wonder out with the visitors.
Matt listened to the man's story, and then headed for Elixir.  Zoliwe had the 
horse saddled, and after Matt had mounted he asked the villager to show him the 
location of the elephant.  The villager started off on a brisk run.  Matt 
followed behind.

Ethane woke to a hand stroking his cheek.  Thinking it was Matt he kept his 
eyes closed and moved his hand down to his erect cock.  He slowly pulled the 
foreskin back and revealed the swollen head.  He stroked back and forth.  After 
a time he wondered why Matt was not taking any initiative, and he opened his eyes.  
There before him was Themba, and his eyes were riveted to the swollen member in 
Ethane's hand.  In his fist he pulled hard on his large 8" long black mamba.  Seeing 
that Ethane had opened his eyes Themba tried to dash to the door, but Ethane 
lunged out, and grabbed the boy by the belt.  Themba struggled, but eventually 
relented when Ethane had him pinned to the ground.  Ethane could feel the huge 
cock behind him tickling the dark tuft of hair in his arse crack.  He looked into the 
boys eyes - he was terrified.  Ethane thought about the current situation.  What was 
he so do?  He decided that the best thing to do would be to punish Themba for his 
actions.  Holding Themba in place by straddling his body - Ethane leaned over and 
pulled a tube a heat-rub from his bag.  Themba did not realize what Ethane had in 
store for him.  Turning around so that his back faced Themba - Ethane took the 
huge black cock in his hand.  He unscrewed and removed a liberal amount of heat 
rub, and began working it into Themba's throbbing hard-on.  At first Themba did 
not respond, but when the ingredients of the lotion started to act on his cock, he 
squirmed.  The heat must have been quit unbearable.  Normally the lotion was used 
for sore muscles.  Ethane felt Themba trying to throw him off, so he began to 
masturbate the youngster with a vengeance.  Soon Themba's balls tightened and he 
shot forth globs of searing hot cum.  The cum landed on Ethane's body.  Ethane 
rose from Themba's body, and the youngster hastily pulled on his pants and left 
the tent. It was only after he had wiped the spent cum off his body that Ethane 
realized how much his inner thighs hurt, especially the region between his cock and 
arse.  He hobbled around the tent getting dressed, and then left for the kitchen tent.  
He was starving, but when he arrived at the kitchen he was told that breakfast would 
only be served later.  Ethane's delicate walk did not go unnoticed and soon he was 
the brunt of numerous jokes, although he could not understand any of them.  He 
looked around for Themba, but could not find him.  More than likely the youngster 
had gone to  the local stream to cool off his balls, and cock.  

Ethane ambled around the camp restlessly, and was relieved when Matt arrived at 
around nine.  Not only for the reappearance of his lover, but also because his 
return signaled a hasty breakfast making.  Matt recounted his mornings 
adventure, and reported that the tracks and dung that he had seen 
were fresh.  Whether they belonged to the elephant they seeked or another was 
not conclusive.  Zoliwe said that he would ready everything after breakfast, 
and they would go and track the elephant.  

At breakfast Ethane recounted his mornings adventures to Matt who just laughed. 
Ethane asked him what was so funny, and Matt told him that he had probably 
made one of Themba's dreams come true. 

"And here I thought that I was punishing the young rascal," said Ethane folding 
his arms and pouting his lips in a sulking manner.  

The breakfast was great as usual, and the young men complimented the cook as 
they left the kitchen.  He grinned after them with a toothless mouth.  Matt 
noticed that Ethane was hobbling, and slapped him on the backside.

"Hey what is that for?" asked Ethane turning towards Matt as they walked.

"Just thought that I would loosen up some of those arse muscles."

"Well you are going about it the wrong way."

"Really, and what do you propose?"

"We'll discuss it some other time - look who has reappeared, " Ethane said 
pointing to Themba skulking back into the camp.  Themba saw them looking at 
him, and quickly hid behind a tree.  

"It would appear that our young exhibitionist is now rather shy."

Zoliwe say his son and called to him to help saddle the horses so that they 
could leave as soon as possible. Matt saw that Zoliwe had left Drummer in the 
kraal and after inquiring he found out that the horses leg had swollen quite 
badly during the night.  If the swelling did not go down by the next day then they 
would be forced to shoot the horse.  Ethane was not very happy about this sad news, 
but Matt assured him that Drummer was strong, and should pull through. 

Matt mounted Elixir, and Ethane was about to mount the horse behind him, when 
Zoliwe stopped him.  He instructed Ethane to climb on Themba's bareback horse, 
and Themba would ride behind him.  This being a lighter load on the horses.  
Themba began to protest, but Zoliwe soon silenced him.  Ethane mounted Rusty, 
Themba's mount, and Themba swung up behind him.  Themba's discomfort with the 
whole situation was obvious, as he tried to avoid body contact with Ethane. 
However, as the party set forth in search of the elephant the movement of the horse 
wedged Ethane and Zoliwe's bodies together.  After awhile Zoliwe was forced to put 
his hand around Ethane as the horses lurching was threatening to throw him to the 
ground.  So reluctantly his hands snaked around Ethane's waist and grasped each 
other firmly.  Matt winked at Ethane while watching the spectacle.

Matt soon found the location were the villager had taken him that morning.  
Zoliwe and Themba dismounted and set about looking for tracks.  It was Themba 
who soon called out that he had found some tracks.  They followed the trail of 
the elephant for the better part of the morning, and then about two o'clock Matt 
called a stop for lunch.  The shade of a nearby thorn tree was selected to provide 
some covering from the glaring sun.  The food was packed out, and all had a 
generous helping of dried sausage and fresh fruit.  

Themba decided to banish himself and sit on a nearby deserted ant hill.  It's 
inhabitants had obviously become the victim of a roving anteater.  Zoliwe lit up a 
pipe, and soon the air was filled with the sweet smell of burning tobacco.   Matt lay 
back against the tree trunk, and closed his eyes.  He did not realize that he had 
fallen asleep until Ethane shook him awake.

"Hey sleepy-head you have been asleep for over an hour," said Ethane planting a 
kiss on Matt's mouth.  Matt was startled.  What was Ethane thinking?  He jumped 
up.

"Relax, the others have gone on to look for the elephant," Ethane said stroking 
Matt's closest leg.

"Geez, you almost scared the shit out of me," Matt said looking down at Ethane, 
"Zoliwe would report us to my father straight away, and he would probably send 
you off to some God forsaken place".

"I never really thought about that so we had better cool it for awhile, right?"

"Yes, now which direction did the others go in?"

"They went that way," said Ethane pointing towards a nearby clump of bush.  
Ethane picked up the blanket that had been placed on the ground and tied it 
behind Elixir's saddle.  He then started off at a brisk walk with the horse in 
tow.  Matt followed behind.  It was not long after they had entered the bush when 
Themba came running into them.  He was startled to see that they were in the bush, 
but proceeded to tell the young men that they had found the elephant.  The youth led 
them through the bush, until they passed some trees whose barks had been peeled 
off.  He pointed to his father who stood behind a nearby mutilated tree.  Zoliwe 
motioned them to be silent when he saw them approaching.  Ethane handed Elixir's 
reins to Matt who tied them off on a nearby branch.  Stealthily they crept forward.

When they were right next to Zoliwe he pointed out the elephant.  Both Ethane and 
Matt gasped as they saw the elephant.  He was huge, and his ivory tusks were a 
bright yellow.  They almost looked gold against his white skin.  This was the albino 
elephant that they had been looking for, and that Matt's father wanted for his nature 
reserve.  They sat watching the elephant for a long time, until Zoliwe said that it 
was getting dark, and that they had better head back to camp.  Themba was told to 
stay on the trial of the elephant.  

Zoliwe provided his son with some rations, and then he removed the blanket from 
the back of Elixir, and gave him that as well.  Zoliwe told Themba that they would 
return for him in the morning.  

Back at the camp there was much excitement as the word was passed around that 
the elephant had been found.  The three cattle were given to the villager, and he 
invited all the camp members to come to his village for the night to celebrate.  Matt 
and Ethane declined all their offers to attend - both feigned exhaustion.  Matt 
radioed his father and told him that they had found the elephant.  His father was 
thrilled, and said that he would fly in the next morning with Dutchie.

Matt and Ethane found that by seven o'clock the campsite was deserted.  Matt 
raided the stores in the kitchen and made Ethane a hearty supper.  The 
youngsters ate the food with gusto.

"This is not bad," said Ethane dishing up a second helping of food.

"Thanks I am glad that you approve, but I must let you know that you are desert."

"Oh, really.  Well I had better finish my supper then so that you can have your 
desert," Ethane said smilingly shoveling the last of his food into his mouth.  

After he had finished eating, he asked Matt where he would like his desert.  

Matt did not say anything, but led him to the shower by the Syringa tree.

"But there is no hot water," protested Ethane, when Matt slowly began to 
unbutton his shirt.

"I have arranged all that already - Zoliwe saw to the water for me before he left.  It 
probably won't be very hot, but it will do," Matt said as he continued to unbutton 
Ethane's shirt.  He removed the shirt, and brought his mouth down on Ethane's 
exposed nipples.  He sucked first the left and then the right.  Then he moved down 
lower with his mouth.  He loosened Ethane's pants and pulled down his underwear.  
His erection was exposed, and almost fully erect.  Matt sucked on each of the hairy 
balls, and kissed Ethane's inner thighs.  He worked his way down Ethane's legs, and 
undid the laces for his shoes.  Soon Ethane was naked from head to toe.  Ethane's 
cock throbbed because Matt had not touched it once in his tongued exploration of 
Ethane's body.  Moving forward Ethane thought that he would begin to remove 
Matt's clothes, but Matt stopped him.

"Get in the shower, and I'll turn on the water and then come and join you," said 
Matt slapping Ethane on his bare rump.  Ethane obeyed, and entered the shower.  
He stood shivering for awhile in the night air, until he felt the cascading warmth of 
the water from the drums.

Matt soon scampered down the tree, and after stripping off all of his clothes joined 
Ethane under the warm water.  They soaped and washed each others bodies. Their 
cocks ached attention, but the only attention they received was that of an impersonal 
hand washing.  Soon the water began to grow cold, and the young men ran still 
dripping to Matt's tent.  Inside the tent the same impersonal hands that had bathed 
each other proceeded to do the drying.  This was causing the young men to become 
extremely aroused, and it was Matt who grabbed a blanket from his bed and laid it 
on the floor.  He pushed Ethane to the floor, and began a repeat performance of the 
pre-shower scene, but this time he tongued back Ethane's foreskin, and tasted the 
precum at its tip.  He sucked down on Ethane's cock for a while - taking the cock to 
its hilt.  His tongue darted in and out of the slit at the tip, and Ethane was moaning 
with pleasure.  Not wanting to bring Ethane off right away - Matt continued his 
journey over Ethane's balls, and down to his bushy arse.  Using his fingers he 
moved apart the black hair, and revealed the pinkness of Ethane's puckered arse.  
Matt lowered his mouth towards the arse crack, and his tongue began to rove over 
the exposed pink area.  He soon had the area covered in a liberal amount of saliva, 
and he proceeded to push a finger into Ethane's butt.  Ethane's butt happily accepted 
the single finger, so Matt inserted two and then three fingers.  He moved his fingers 
back and forth, as he proceeded to loosen Ethane's butt.  The moans escaping from 
Ethane's lips were an indication that he was enjoying the finger fucking.  When 
Matt felt that Ethane was loose enough he spat into his hand and wiped the gob all 
over his steel hard cock.  Lifting Ethane's legs over his shoulders, Matt positioned 
his cock at the opening of Ethane's arse, and pushed forward. 

                Matt's cock met with little resistance as it slid past Ethane's relaxed butt 
muscles.  Matt's first strokes were short and relaxed.  Leaning forward he bent over 
and kissed Ethane passionately on the lips while he continued the fucking motion.  
However, when he saw that Ethane had become used to the tempo he increased the 
strength of his thrusts - with each thrust trying to push deeper than the one before.  
Ethane moaned with ecstasy - and he thrust his tongue into Matt's mouth with such 
intensity and savageness.  He loved the feeling of the huge cock sliding in and out 
of his arse, and once or twice his hand lingered down to Matt's cock to feel it’s 
thickness.  Ethane's own cock had grown a little limp, and so he began to 
masturbate himself.  The constant jabbing on his prostrate by Matt soon brought 
Ethane over the edge.  He shot globs of cum all over his and Matt's body.  After 
Ethane's arse muscles tightened around his cock Matt could hold back no longer, 
and he thrust forward as far as possible and dropped his hot load inside Ethane.  
Feeling Matt cum inside of him - Ethane leaned forward and kissed him on the 
neck.

"I love you," he whispered.

They lay holding each other, and after a time Matt's softened cock slid from 
Ethane's arse.  He felt very empty, but he knew that Matt would fill him up again 
some time in the future.  Lying against each other they fell asleep.  Their warm 
breathes caressing the other, and their smooth bodies seductively intertwined.

Xavier Hunt entered the campsite a little after dawn - he wanted to get an early 
mornings start on his expedition, so he had persuade Dutchie to fly him to the 
campsite under the cover of darkness.  He looked around the camp, but found no 
activity whatsoever.  Usually at this time of the morning there would be pots boiling 
with all sorts of weird and wonderful concoctions., but there was not a camp-fire in 
sight.  Wondering if all the camp members had gone to see the white elephant 
Xavier walked over to the kraal that held the horses.  All the horses were still in the 
kraal.  However, he did notice that the cattle had been dispatched to the lucky 
villager, so he assumed correctly that there had been a party the night before.  
Xavier wondered if Matt was in the camp, and so he headed for Matt's tent.  Not 
bothering to announce his presence he entered the tent.  There on the floor lay his 
son and Ethane.  He did not quite know what to say or do.  Luckily this was not 
such a great shock as he had found out about Matt's wayward lifestyle four years 
previously.

After his wife Lorraine was killed by a group of terrorists he had Matt trailed day-in 
and day-out to protect him.  The assigned bodyguards had provided him then with 
the truth of Matt's sexual orientation.  At first Xavier was enraged and wanted to 
disown Matt, but he realized that he could not bare to loose him as well, so he 
feigned ignorance.  One thing that he admired about Matt was that he was discreet 
in his chosen life.  This was important for his image as the future head of Hunt 
Industries.

Turning around Xavier left the tent and headed for the kitchen.  Perhaps he had 
known that Ethane would end up in his son's arms.  He had not planned it, but had 
decided to recruit Ethane on this project from Egypt to stem his son's boredom, and 
from all appearances it had worked.  Xavier turned on the gas-burner, and settled a 
kettle on the small stove to boil.  A nice cup of coffee would taste great now. 

The White Elephant, pt3 [MM] - concluded

Matt woke the next morning feeling very tired, and not well rested.  His hand 
moved down to his throbbing "morning glory".  He played with his balls, but 
soon grew tired of this and rose from the bed.  When he stood up he almost 
collapsed.  His inner thighs ached like hell from the previous days
 horse ride, but he knew that he would not be able to show his discomfort to 
anybody in the camp, or else he would be the brunt of jokes for nights to come. 
 He moved towards the small cupboard that held his clothes and fished out a 
pair of cycling shorts.  He put these on without any underwear,
 and proceeded to pull on a pair of long-shorts.  The tightness of the cycling 
pants helped to alleviate part of the discomfort to the extent that he could 
walk almost normally.  Matt heard a sound behind him, and turned to see Themba 
watching him.
"What is it?" asked Matt glaring at the young boy, as he stood with a sly grin 
plastered on his face.  
"More people say they see elephant, Enkosi", stammered Themba, before he made a 
quick beeline out of the tent.  
Matt wondered whether this account would be the real thing, or yet another 
hoax.  He hoped that it was the aforementioned.  He so longed to get back to 
the coast.  To smell the sea air, and go snorkeling among the reefs.  These and 
many other thoughts of home prompted Matt to pull on a shirt, an
d go in search of Zoliwe.  

Zoliwe showed him to the local villager who had reported the account of the 
White Elephant - in the hope of some reward.  It had been decided from the 
beginning that the villager who correctly reported seeing the Elephant would be 
awarded three healthy cattle.  These cattle had been bought from 
a local rancher, and were on display in the camp.  Subsequently, there was 
often movement in and out of their camp.  Guards had been posted from the 
beginning to ensure that the cattle did not wonder out with the visitors.
Matt listened to the man's story, and then headed for Elixir.  Zoliwe had the 
horse saddled, and after Matt had mounted he asked the villager to show him the 
location of the elephant.  The villager started off on a brisk run.  Matt 
followed behind.

Ethane woke to a hand stroking his cheek.  Thinking it was Matt he kept his 
eyes closed and moved his hand down to his erect cock.  He slowly pulled the 
foreskin back and revealed the swollen head.  He stroked back and forth.  After 
a time he wondered why Matt was not taking any initiative, and 
he opened his eyes.  There before him was Themba, and his eyes were riveted to 
the swollen member in Ethane's hand.  In his fist he pulled hard on his large 
8" long black mamba.  Seeing that Ethane had opened his eyes Themba tried to 
dash to the door, but Ethane lunged out, and grabbed the boy b
y the belt.  Themba struggled, but eventually relented when Ethane had him 
pinned to the ground.  Ethane could feel the huge cock behind him tickling the 
dark tuft of hair in his arse crack.  He looked into the boys eyes - he was 
terrified.  Ethane thought about the current situation.  What was 
he so do?  He decided that the best thing to do would be to punish Themba for 
his actions.  Holding Themba in place by straddling his body - Ethane leaned 
over and pulled a tube a heat-rub from his bag.  Themba did not realize what 
Ethane had in store for him.  Turning around so that his back fa
ced Themba - Ethane took the huge black cock in his hand.  He unscrewed and 
removed a liberal amount of heat rub, and began working it into Themba's 
throbbing hard-on.  At first Themba did not respond, but when the ingredients 
of the lotion started to act on his cock, he squirmed.  The heat must
 have been quit unbearable.  Normally the lotion was used for sore muscles.  
Ethane felt Themba trying to throw him off, so he began to masturbate the 
youngster with a vengeance.  Soon Themba's balls tightened and he shot forth 
globs of searing hot cum.  The cum landed on Ethane's body.  Ethane 
rose from Themba's body, and the youngster hastily pulled on his pants and left 
the tent. 
It was only after he had wiped the spent cum off his body that Ethane realized 
how much his inner thighs hurt, especially the region between his cock and 
arse.  He hobbled around the tent getting dressed, and then left for the 
kitchen tent.  He was starving, but when he arrived at the kitchen he
 was told that breakfast would only be served later.  Ethane's delicate walk 
did not go unnoticed and soon he was the brunt of numerous jokes, although he 
could not understand any of them.  He looked around for Themba, but could not 
find him.  More than likely the youngster had gone to  the loca
l stream to cool off his balls, and cock.  
Ethane ambled around the camp restlessly, and was relieved when Matt arrived at 
around nine.  Not only for the reappearance of his lover, but also because his 
return signaled a hasty breakfast making.  Matt recounted his mornings 
adventure, and reported that the tracks and dung that he had seen 
were fresh.  Whether they belonged to the elephant they seeked or another was 
not conclusive.  Zoliwe said that he would ready everything after breakfast, 
and they would go and track the elephant.  
At breakfast Ethane recounted his mornings adventures to Matt who just laughed. 
 Ethane asked him what was so funny, and Matt told him that he had probably 
made one of Themba's dreams come true. 
"And here I thought that I was punishing the young rascal," said Ethane folding 
his arms and pouting his lips in a sulking manner.  
The breakfast was great as usual, and the young men complimented the cook as 
they left the kitchen.  He grinned after them with a toothless mouth.  Matt 
noticed that Ethane was hobbling, and slapped him on the backside.
"Hey what is that for?" asked Ethane turning towards Matt as they walked.
"Just thought that I would loosen up some of those arse muscles."
"Well you are going about it the wrong way."
"Really, and what do you propose?"
"We'll discuss it some other time - look who has reappeared, " Ethane said 
pointing to Themba skulking back into the camp.  Themba saw them looking at 
him, and quickly hid behind a tree.  
"It would appear that our young exhibitionist is now rather shy."
Zoliwe say his son and called to him to help saddle the horses so that they 
could leave as soon as possible. Matt saw that Zoliwe had left Drummer in the 
kraal and after inquiring he found out that the horses leg had swollen quite 
badly during the night.  If the swelling did not go down by the n
ext day then they would be forced to shoot the horse.  Ethane was not very 
happy about this sad news, but Matt assured him that Drummer was strong, and 
should pull through. 
Matt mounted Elixir, and Ethane was about to mount the horse behind him, when 
Zoliwe stopped him.  He instructed Ethane to climb on Themba's bareback horse, 
and Themba would ride behind him.  This being a lighter load on the horses.  
Themba began to protest, but Zoliwe soon silenced him.  Ethane
 mounted Rusty, Themba's mount, and Themba swung up behind him.  Themba's 
discomfort with the whole situation was obvious, as he tried to avoid body 
contact with Ethane.  However, as the party set forth in search of the elephant 
the movement of the horse wedged Ethane and Zoliwe's bodies togethe
r.  After awhile Zoliwe was forced to put his hand around Ethane as the horses 
lurching was threatening to throw him to the ground.  So reluctantly his hands 
snaked around Ethane's waist and grasped each other firmly.  Matt winked at 
Ethane while watching the spectacle.

Matt soon found the location were the villager had taken him that morning.  
Zoliwe and Themba dismounted and set about looking for tracks.  It was Themba 
who soon called out that he had found some tracks.  They followed the trail of 
the elephant for the better part of the morning, and then about
 two o'clock Matt called a stop for lunch.  The shade of a nearby thorn tree 
was selected to provide some covering from the glaring sun.  The food was 
packed out, and all had a generous helping of dried sausage and fresh fruit.  
Themba decided to banish himself and sit on a nearby deserted ant h
ill.  It's inhabitants had obviously become the victim of a roving anteater.  
Zoliwe lit up a pipe, and soon the air was filled with the sweet smell of 
burning tobacco.   Matt lay back against the tree trunk, and closed his eyes.  
He did not realize that he had fallen asleep until Ethane shook h
im awake.
"Hey sleepy-head you have been asleep for over an hour," said Ethane planting a 
kiss on Matt's mouth.  Matt was startled.  What was Ethane thinking?  He jumped 
up.
"Relax, the others have gone on to look for the elephant," Ethane said stroking 
Matt's closest leg.
"Geez, you almost scared the shit out of me," Matt said looking down at Ethane, 
"Zoliwe would report us to my father straight away, and he would probably send 
you off to some God forsaken place".
"I never really thought about that so we had better cool it for awhile, right?"
"Yes, now which direction did the others go in?"
"They went that way," said Ethane pointing towards a nearby clump of bush.  
Ethane picked up the blanket that had been placed on the ground and tied it 
behind Elixir's saddle.  He then started off at a brisk walk with the horse in 
tow.  Matt followed behind.  It was not long after they had enter
ed the bush when Themba came running into them.  He was startled to see that 
they were in the bush, but proceeded to tell the young men that they had found 
the elephant.  The youth led them through the bush, until they passed some 
trees whose barks had been peeled off.  He pointed to his father 
who stood behind a nearby mutilated tree.  Zoliwe motioned them to be silent 
when he saw them approaching.  Ethane handed Elixir's reins to Matt who tied 
them off on a nearby branch.  Stealthily they crept forward.
When they were right next to Zoliwe he pointed out the elephant.  Both Ethane 
and Matt gasped as they saw the elephant.  He was huge, and his ivory tusks 
were a bright yellow.  They almost looked gold against his white skin.  This 
was the albino elephant that they had been looking for, and that 
Matt's father wanted for his nature reserve.  They sat watching the elephant 
for a long time, until Zoliwe said that it was getting dark, and that they had 
better head back to camp.  Themba was told to stay on the trial of the 
elephant.  
Zoliwe provided his son with some rations, and then he removed the blanket from 
the back of Elixir, and gave him that as well.  Zoliwe told Themba that they 
would return for him in the morning.  

Back at the camp there was much excitement as the word was passed around that 
the elephant had been found.  The three cattle were given to the villager, and 
he invited all the camp members to come to his village for the night to 
celebrate.  Matt and Ethane declined all their offers to attend - b
oth feigned exhaustion.  Matt radioed his father and told him that they had 
found the elephant.  His father was thrilled, and said that he would fly in the 
next morning with Dutchie.
Matt and Ethane found that by seven o'clock the campsite was deserted.  Matt 
raided the stores in the kitchen and made Ethane a hearty supper.  The 
youngsters ate the food with gusto.
"This is not bad," said Ethane dishing up a second helping of food.
"Thanks I am glad that you approve, but I must let you know that you are 
desert."
"Oh, really.  Well I had better finish my supper then so that you can have your 
desert," Ethane said smilingly shoveling the last of his food into his mouth.  
After he had finished eating, he asked Matt where he would like his desert.  
Matt did not say anything, but led him to the shower by the 
Syringa tree.
"But there is no hot water," protested Ethane, when Matt slowly began to 
unbutton his shirt.
"I have arranged all that already - Zoliwe saw to the water for me before he 
left.  It probably won't be very hot, but it will do," Matt said as he 
continued to unbutton Ethane's shirt.  He removed the shirt, and brought his 
mouth down on Ethane's exposed nipples.  He sucked first the left and t
hen the right.  Then he moved down lower with his mouth.  He loosened Ethane's 
pants and pulled down his underwear.  His erection was exposed, and almost 
fully erect.  Matt sucked on each of the hairy balls, and kissed Ethane's inner 
thighs.  He worked his way down Ethane's legs, and undid the l
aces for his shoes.  Soon Ethane was naked from head to toe.  
Ethane's cock throbbed because Matt had not touched it once in his tongued 
exploration of Ethane's body.  Moving forward Ethane thought that he would 
begin to remove Matt's clothes, but Matt stopped him.
"Get in the shower, and I'll turn on the water and then come and join you," 
said Matt slapping Ethane on his bare rump.  Ethane obeyed, and entered the 
shower.  He stood shivering for awhile in the night air, until he felt the 
cascading warmth of the water from the drums.
Matt soon scampered down the tree, and after stripping off all of his clothes 
joined Ethane under the warm water.  They soaped and washed each others bodies. 
 Their cocks ached attention, but the only attention they received was that of 
an impersonal hand washing.  Soon the water began to grow c
old, and the young men ran still dripping to Matt's tent.  Inside the tent the 
same impersonal hands that had bathed each other proceeded to do the drying.  
This was causing the young men to become extremely aroused, and it was Matt who 
grabbed a blanket from his bed and laid it on the floor.  H
e pushed Ethane to the floor, and began a repeat performance of the pre-shower 
scene, but this time he tongued back Ethane's foreskin, and tasted the precum 
at its tip.  He sucked down on Ethane's cock for a while - taking the cock to 
its hilt.  His tongue darted in and out of the slit at the ti
p, and Ethane was moaning with pleasure.  Not wanting to bring Ethane off right 
away - Matt continued his journey over Ethane's balls, and down to his bushy 
arse.  Using his fingers he moved apart the black hair, and revealed the 
pinkness of Ethane's puckered arse.  Matt lowered his mouth toward
s the arse crack, and his tongue began to rove over the exposed pink area.  He 
soon had the area covered in a liberal amount of saliva, and he proceeded to 
push a finger into Ethane's butt.  Ethane's butt happily accepted the single 
finger, so Matt inserted two and then three fingers.  He moved 
his fingers back and forth, as he proceeded to loosen Ethane's butt.  The moans 
escaping from Ethane's lips were an indication that he was enjoying the finger 
fucking.  When Matt felt that Ethane was loose enough he spat into his hand and 
wiped the gob all over his steel hard cock.  Lifting Etha
ne's legs over his shoulders, Matt positioned his cock at the opening of 
Ethane's arse, and pushed forward. 
                Matt's cock met with little resistance as it slid past Ethane's 
relaxed butt muscles.  Matt's first strokes were short and relaxed.  Leaning 
forward he bent over and kissed Ethane passionately on the lips while he 
continued the fucking motion.  However, when he saw that Ethane ha
d become used to the tempo he increased the strength of his thrusts - with each 
thrust trying to push deeper than the one before.  Ethane moaned with ecstasy - 
and he thrust his tongue into Matt's mouth with such intensity and savageness.  
He loved the feeling of the huge cock sliding in and out
 of his arse, and once or twice his hand lingered down to Matt's cock to feel 
its thickness.  Ethane's own cock had grown a little limp, and so he began to 
masturbate himself.  The constant jabbing on his prostrate by Matt soon brought 
Ethane over the edge.  He shot globs of cum all over his and
 Matt's body.  After Ethane's arse muscles tightened around his cock Matt could 
hold back no longer, and he thrust forward as far as possible and dropped his 
hot load inside Ethane.  Feeling Matt cum inside of him - Ethane leaned forward 
and kissed him on the neck.
"I love you," he whispered.
They lay holding each other, and after a time Matt's softened cock slid from 
Ethane's arse.  He felt very empty, but he knew that Matt would fill him up 
again some time in the future.  Lying against each other they fell asleep.  
Their warm breathes caressing the other, and their smooth bodies se
ductively intertwined.

Xavier Hunt entered the campsite a little after dawn - he wanted to get an 
early mornings start on his expedition, so he had persuade Dutchie to fly him 
to the campsite under the cover of darkness.  He looked around the camp, but 
found no activity whatsoever.  Usually at this time of the morning
 there would be pots boiling with all sorts of weird and wonderful 
concoctions., but there was not a camp-fire in sight.  Wondering if all the 
camp members had gone to see the white elephant Xavier walked over to the kraal 
that held the horses.  All the horses were still in the kraal.  However, 
he did notice that the cattle had been dispatched to the lucky villager, so he 
assumed correctly that there had been a party the night before.  
Xavier wondered if Matt was in the camp, and so he headed for Matt's tent.  Not 
bothering to announce his presence he entered the tent.  There on the floor lay 
his son and Ethane.  He did not quite know what to say or do.  Luckily this was 
not such a great shock as he had found out about Matt's 
wayward lifestyle four years previously.
After his wife Lorraine was killed by a group of terrorists he had Matt trailed 
day-in and day-out to protect him.  The assigned bodyguards had provided him 
then with the truth of Matt's sexual orientation.  At first Xavier was enraged 
and wanted to disown Matt, but he realized that he could not
 bare to loose him as well, so he feigned ignorance.  One thing that he admired 
about Matt was that he was discreet in his chosen life.  This was important for 
his image as the future head of Hunt Industries.
Turning around Xavier left the tent and headed for the kitchen.  Perhaps he had 
known that Ethane would end up in his son's arms.  He had not planned it, but 
had decided to recruit Ethane on this project from Egypt to stem his son's 
boredom, and from all appearances it had worked.  Xavier turned
 on the gas-burner, and settled a kettle on the small stove to boil.  A nice 
cup of coffee would taste great now. 

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