Date: Thu, 24 Feb 2011 20:16:37 -0700
From: Brian Suddards <suddar40@telus.net>
Subject: Foriegn Service 2

Disclaimer: This story deals with boy to boy sex, man to man and other
aspects of consensual sex between males. If it is illegal to read these
storied in your State or Province, you should leave this sight now. This
story is fiction.

Chapter 2

I was told the C47 was a very reliable aircraft, but from the way it shook
and rattled, I just wasn't sure. Once we were in the air, it did smooth out
considerably. The inside was like an oven as we climbed in the late day
sun. That did not last for long. Soon it started to cool off real fast.

After a while Frank tapped me on the shoulder indicating for me to put my
oxygen mask on. I tapped Sahib. Soon we were all sitting breathing pure
oxygen. The other thing was it was getting very cold. I looked at the two
pilots, both had thick bomber jackets on and mitts. We were sitting in
sweaty fatigues with out as much as a thin coat. Sahib started to shake
from the cold almost immediately. With only thin shorts and shirt on, I was
afraid he might freeze to death.

I reached over and undid his seat belt and pulled him onto my lap. He had
one leg on either side of me. I pulled him close to share my heat with
him. He just snuggled as close as he could. I knew one part of us was very
warm. We both had hard cocks. I could feel his pushing into my
stomach. When I looked at Frank, he nodded his head. He was shaking like a
leaf too.

I guessed the worst part of the trip was at the beginning. Very soon we
started down to a lower altitude. We were finally able to remove our oxygen
masks. I kept Sahib on my lap until it started to warm up a bit.

After he stopped shaking, he leaned back and then kissed me. He got back
into his seat. Frank was smiling when I looked at him. I had a pretty good
suspicion he knew Sahib was more than just my servant.

The ride was very rough from then on. The plane seemed to jump up in the
air or drop like a stone. It was very unsettling to my stomach. Sahib
seemed to enjoy it. He was smiling all the time. My major regret was there
were no windows. I would have loved to see outside. Although I guess I
wouldn't see much, now that it was pitch dark. Later Frank told me I would
have probably been more scared to see how close we were to some of the
mountains we were flying along side.

The trip lasted a long time. Finally I heard the landing gear coming
down. Very soon after that we landed. Thank god that was over. The aluminum
seat didn't help much. I was sore all over from the banging and bouncing in
it that had happened on the flight. Sahib had to help me stand up. I helped
Frank up and we exited the plane into pitch darkness.

Frank led the way. It was after all his base of operations. We were led to
line of tents. He stopped at one and indicated for us to enter. Once inside
he lit a hurricane lamp. The tent was quite large. Two single beds, a big
wardrobe, a desk and three chairs. There was also a jerry can tipped on
edge.

"Welcome to your new home Harry. You and your servant can sleep here. If
you wish you can bolt those two beds together into one. I'll get you a
large mattress if that is what you want. Don't worry, its pretty common up
here. My servant and I sleep together too. Of course he's black, but some
of the others have Indian servants too. Not all sleep together, but I
figured you two would like to be together after seeing you on the plane."

Wow! Quite a speech. I looked at Frank differently now.

"Yeah Harry, I might enjoy your bed too."

Frank left us saying he would be back in the morning. Sahib was very quick
to unpack my small bag. He also moved both beds together. I saw they were
made to be put together to make a single double bed or could be used as
singles. A few minutes later a sergeant brought a double mattress.

"Captain Sterling said you would need this Sir. I'll get double blankets
from stores in the morning." He said and left.

Sahib put the double mattress on the bed and turned and smiled.

"Yes Sahib, we can now sleep together in comfort."

"Better for fuck too." He said.

"Much better my horny love."

Sahib came into my arms when I said that.

"You really love Sahib?" He said.

I lifted his chin and gave him a peck on the lips.

"Yes Sahib, I really love you."

"I love you too Hairy. I love very much."

Very soon after that we both nude in bed making love every way we knew
how. I loved the taste of every part of him and he loved how I tasted. Very
late we slept in each others arms.

Frank woke us up in the morning. Sahib and I were both nude.

"Wow Harry. I really do want to get in the sack with you. You too Sahib, if
you'll have me."  "Only if Hairy say it okay." Sahib said.

Frank sat and watched as we both dressed. Sahib bloused my trousers over my
boots and then stood waiting. It obviously had an effect on Frank. I could
see very thick snake in his fatigue pants.

"From the looks of it, I think I am going love to have you in bed too
Frank."

He laughed, stood and adjusted himself.

"Come on, I'll show you both around."

When we exited the tent, we ran into a negro male waiting. He was about my
height, but much more muscular.

"Eddy, this Commander Stone and his servant Sahib. Will you take Sahib to
the general mess and get him breakfast. Then you can show him around and
give him the poop on the routine here. I'll be taking the Commander to the
officers mess. I'll meet you back here about 11 hundred."

"Yes Sir. Very good to meet you Commander. Come along Sahib, I'll get us
some breakfast." They both left.

I saw that my tent was under the forest canopy. It also had some kind of
net over it. We walked between the tents and onto a wooden walkway.

"That's my tent right next to yours."

"What's with the Commander stuff? I'm not an officer."

"Well actually out here you are. All consular staff are given Royal Navy
ranks. It is easier for all parties. Actually, you out rank me and in fact
except for the Colonel and the General you're the highest rank here."  "You
mean I can order you to do anything I want." I laughed.

"Sort of. Some things I will do without being ordered. Like sucking your
cock or getting it in my ass." He chuckled.

"I take it Eddy is also your bed partner."

"Yes and he loves it both ways too. He's a bit bigger than I am but I sure
love his cock inside me. Sahib looks good too."

We passed several officers and men going about their duties. All
acknowledged The Captain and me. We came to a much bigger tent and went
in. It was the officers mess. After breakfast he took me to the Colonels
office and introduced me. The Colonel welcomed me and said he was very glad
to have me here. Then we went to the compound holding the persons picked up
inside our lines. There was about fifty, mixed Chinese, Burmese and
Malay. He showed my new office, which was no more than a tent. Several
other ranks were working inside.

"We'll get started tomorrow, after you have had a chance to get settled."

We walked back to the tree line and watched as a C47 landed and another
took off. I saw several wrecked airplanes pushed off the field.

"We are in range of the Japanese bombers here, but very few get
through. There's a slit trench at the back of your tent for use as a bomb
shelter."

That kind of scared me, but I didn't comment. As we headed back to my tent
he pointed out the latrines and shower room. The latrine was just a couple
of seats over an open hole and the showers no more than a large drum on a
frame. You stood under the drum and pulled a cord for water. One man was in
the open shower. He was not bad looking. Frank saw me looking.

"He likes to fuck, but not get fucked. He will suck you, but really just
prefers to use a tight ass on occasion. About half the guys here will play
around. Most like him will only fuck you."

"You'll get to know who pretty quick."

We arrived back at my tent and went inside. We sat and talked until Eddy
and Sahib came back.

"Eddy, sometime the Commander might like to use you."

"Yes Sir." He smiled.

Not really caring what Frank thought I asked Eddy to come closer. I ran my
hand over his meat inside his fatigues. He moaned and I felt it harden. I
unbuttoned his fatigues and pulled it out. Very nice I thought. A thick
eight inch cock with a long fore skin. Just like some of those I had in
Kampala. When I looked at Frank his cock was showing in his fatigues and
Sahib was hard in his shorts. Why not? I thought. I leaned forward and
slipped that black cock into my mouth. Damn, just like I remembered, so
smooth, so nice as it slid over my tongue and into my throat. Eddy moaned
real loud as I deep throated his cock. I felt a hand on my head and then
Eddy started to slowly fuck my face. Out of the corner of my eye I saw
Sahib go down on Frank. I didn't care, I had what I loved most filling my
mouth. It took Eddy along time to come, but when he did there was an awful
lot of his sweet come filling my mouth and throat. I just kept
swallowing. Finally I sat back.

"That was great Eddy."

"May I?" He asked indicating my hard cock in my fatigues.

"Sure, go ahead."

He knelt between my spread legs and pulled out my cock. He swallowed it
right to the root. He was as good a cock sucker as Sahib. I loved it. I
looked over at Frank. His eyes were closed as Sahib worked on his cock. I
saw Sahib was having problems getting all of Frank's very thick and long
cock into his mouth. I couldn't wait to feel it inside me. Sahib chocked as
Frank unloaded. I saw him swallow quickly as Frank's load filled his mouth
over and over again. He finally sat back.

"You have nice cock and very nice load Sir." He said.

"Your very good Sahib. Now stand up, I want to try yours."

Sahib had to hold onto Frank's shoulders as Frank bobbed on Sahib's
cock. He got him off very quickly and seeing Sahib get off got me off in
Eddy's mouth. Both just swallowed and then sat back.

"You taste great Sir." Eddy said to me.

"Very nice Sahib. I could do that more often." Frank said.

It was kind of funny, here were four guys in a tent in broad daylight with
our cocks hanging out. I chuckled.

Frank understanding right away laughed too and soon we were all laughing.

"Nice snack before lunch." Frank said laughing.

"Well maybe we could try a full course this afternoon." I said.

"Well as much as I would love to, I have to get back to work. I'm sure Eddy
can entertain you this afternoon. Maybe tonight we can get together."

"Sounds good to me. You okay with that Eddy?"  "Yes Sir." He smiled.

"Sahib, I think you should draw some long pants and boots. I would hate to
see those very nice balls get bitten and not be of use for a while. Eddy
can take you to stores after lunch and then come back here."

"Yes Sir." He said.

That was the way it went. After lunch Frank took off, saying he would see
me at dinner. I wandered slowly back to my tent. About thirty minutes later
Eddy and Sahib came in. Sahib actually looked good in the fatigue pants and
shirt. His trousers were bloused over his boots.

"You look very good Sahib."

"So how would you like to proceed Sir? Eddy said.

"Well first I want your cock inside me and then Sahibs. Then if you want
I'll fuck you and then Sahib. Then you can fuck Sahib. Then I want to rim
your ass after Sahib fucks you."

"Oh wow, you like every thing." He said.

"All of you Eddy, just like I love all of Sahib."

That was pretty much how it went. I also sucked Eddy after he fucked me and
also sahib after he fucked booth Eddy and Me. IT was a wonderful
afternoon. Tasting Eddy's ass after was fantastic. With both sperm inside
him made the taste so much better. Even if I did get much more than I was
used to. Draining Sahib's bladder and then Eddy's really made my day. God I
was such a slut to everything.

We cleaned up and headed for dinner. Even though my stomach was pretty full
of come and other stuff, I still ate like a man staved. I had expended a
lot of energy that afternoon and wanted to have more for Frank later.

After dinner, Frank and I went to the officers club. Being the only
Englishman in camp, there was no gin. However the scotch was much better. I
guessed right, that they sent the good stuff to the front line
troops. Frank told me the Japanese were only about 100 miles from our
camp. If they got closer than fifty we would move farther back. I asked
what that possibility was and he said not to worry. There was about 20,000
Chinese troops between them and us.

It didn't work out the way we had planned. Frank got called back to work to
look over some photo-recon pictures that had been taken that day. He said
he would join us later. I invited Eddy over and it was a repeat of the
afternoon. We all went to sleep late in my bed. I woke up feeling a very
thick cock sliding into my slick hole.

"Oh damn your hot inside Harry." Frank said quietly.

"Feels nice Frank. Fuck me good."

His actions brought the other two awake. Soon it was a four way of cocks
and asses. Frank really did have a big cock. I even had trouble deep
throating it. I know I drained his and Eddy's cock sometime during the
night and I heard Sahib yelp when Frank put his cock in his ass. I had no
problem taking any cock, except for the deep throating Frank. It was a real
nice night and I was definitely full of come and piss come morning.

Both Eddy and Frank were gone when I woke up.

Sahib was spooned up against me. As he woke up he immediately tried to get
out of bed.

"What's the matter Sahib?"

"Must use latrine."

"Let me Sahib."

"No, no Hairy too much. Make you sick."

"Come on love. Sit on my face. I'll do it."

Very reluctantly he sat down over my face, As my tongue worked his hole I
tasted first a mixture of Frank and Eddy, followed by a foul taste of a big
load of shit. I was instantly sick, but was determined to finish
Sahib. When he was done I forced him to piss in my mouth, hoping to kill
the urge to puke. It helped a bit but I had to run fast outside and puked
my guts out just outside the tent. Sahib brought me some water and I rinsed
my mouth.

"I'm sorry Hairy. I didn't want to do that."

"No need to say your sorry love. It was all my fault. Next time love I will
take you at your word."

"You still love me after I do that Hairy?"

"Sahib, I will always love you. I want you with me forever."

He flung himself into my arms and cried.

"I do anything for you Hairy. I love you so much. No very many mens love
Indian boys. How come you love Hairy?"

"Sahib, you are very good looking, also very good in bed for me. I guess I
really love you because you are so very loyal and honest. Also you kiss
real good."

I kissed him and pushed my tongue inside his mouth. We stayed in that lip
lock for quite awhile. We were both very hard when we finally broke apart.

"I guess we are both just horny men Sahib."

"I'm glad Hairy."

We dressed and headed for Breakfast. After breakfast I headed for the place
where I was supposed to work. I took Sahib with me. Once inside the big
tent Sahib just sat on the floor next to my desk. The men in the tent
introduced themselves. Frank came in and sat down.

"We are more interested in the Chinese. Some we know have turned into real
traitors, but it is very hard to weed out the good ones from the bad."

"Okay we can start with them. How do you pick them?"

"Sgt. Weaver. Go get that old man that we caught last week."

"Yes Sir."

"What happens if I find a real traitor?"

"Well you don't really need to look for that. Any that you think might be
in cahoots with the Japs, we'll send back to the rear for a real
interrogation. If you think they are okay we just release them to go as
they please."

"Okay, so I ma looking for possible traitors or any that I find their
stories not exactly right."

"Yes."

The first man was brought in. He looked to be about 60. Very old and
wrinkled. I greeted him in Mandarin. He looked surprised and then started
talking very fast. I listened and put in questions once in a while. When he
stopped talking I turned to Frank.

"I don't think you need worry about this man. He says he's from
Tsinghowe. He says the Japs destroyed most of his city and killed almost
all young men. He say's his family escaped but the Japs killed his wife and
young boys on the way here."

"I think your right. We know about Tsinghowe and what happened there. The
Japs bombed the city for almost a month before they went in. They just
butchered the people they found alive. Every young man between 15 and 40
was beheaded. I guess they figured that way they could not join the Chinese
Army."

"He says they also took many young women away."

"Yeah we have heard that too. They use the young women for their soldiers
brothels."

"Hairy, he is not telling you everything." Sahib said.

"You understand Chinese Sahib?"

"I understand but not speak. My Father had many Chinese workers."

I had been watching the Chinese man when Sahib spoke. I knew then that the
man understood English. If Sahib had not spoken to me I would not have
known.

"On second thought, I think he should be sent back or taken out and
shot. He definitely a spy for the Japs."

When I said that the Chinese mans eyes got very wide. That confirmed to me
he understood English.

"What did you say Harry?" Frank said.

"He understands English, but he didn't want us to know he did. He is not
just a very sad old man. I think he is very smart old man. Hold him for
interrogation."

"Sgt. Weaver have this man confined."

Sgt Weaver, tied the old mans hands and led him out. I turned and smiled at
Sahib.

"What other languages do you understand Sahib?"

"Some Thai, a little Burmese and Chinese. I don't speak much but Thai and
English of course, but of course I know my own Hindu."

"Damn. Sahib, I think you are hired." Frank said.

"Hired? What does that mean Hairy?"

"I think Sahib that Frank is very impressed with you."

"More than impressed. I think he should help you with the
interrogations. The way he picked up on that old man was very
impressive. I'll have intelligence add him to our payroll."

Even though I spoke and understood Chinese, Sahib picked up the nuances in
their speech. He could tell when they were not telling the whole story or
if they were outright lying. During that first day six men were sent to the
stockade to send back to the forward supply base for interrogation by more
experienced interrogators. I was very happy Sahib was working with me. That
night I showed my appreciation for his help. I sucked him off three times
and let him sleep with his cock in my ass.

He just loved me so much more. I was very glad I had found him and brought
him with me.

Time marched on in that camp. We finally had to move. But not back,
forward. The raiders had finally captured on of the big Japanese forward
air bases. We moved to it. The influx of refugees fleeing the Japanese
increased to such an extent that they had to bring in more interpreters. I
became the head honcho of interrogators. Sahib learned to speak most of the
languages too. He was a very smart young man.

Very late in 1944, I received orders to report to General Macarthur's
headquarters in Australia. Packing up, Frank released Sahib from his
intelligence staff and we boarded a four engine bomber for our trip back to
India. A far cry from the two engine C47 we had arrived in. The Bomber had
been equipped as a VIP Transport. Much more comfortable than the bucket
seats we had on the first trip.

The first trip up to the front from Colombo had taken over a month. Now
flying back it took less than ten days before we landed in Victoria
Australia. First to Delhi and then a almost direct flight to Colombo, where
we boarded a Martin flying Boat. At Perth we boarded a silver C47, they
called it a DC 3. Two stops and we were in Victoria.

Although Sahib was not particularly welcomed, the shinny silver bars on his
lapels made sure he was treated with respect. Frank had made him a first
lieutenant before we left. My Commanders bars were not all that
special. There were hundreds of allied officers in Victoria and I met
several dozen in the headquarters. We both spent four solid days being
debriefed by intelligence officers. Finally we met Macarthur. It was brief
meeting. He congratulated me on a job well done, pinned a silver star to my
uniform and a bronze star to Sahibs. He saluted us and dismissed us.

 Now what, I thought. WE had real nice quarters and Sahib and I enjoyed
several days of uninhibited sex. Every thing we could do for each other we
did. We both even ate out each other most mornings even when it made us
sick to our stomachs. I guess that is why I loved him so much. He always
accepted every thing I gave him and I accepted from him the same. We were
both very happy.

After almost two weeks of lazing around almost nude all the time, I was
ordered to report with Sahib to the British Embassy. We were ushered into
the chief of Intelligence office.

"Congratulations Harry. You have done very well. Congratulations to you too
Sahib. Just to let you know the form here I'll bring you up to date."

"You now hold the effective rank of a full Captain in the Royal Navy. You
were promoted to full Commander when you were on that base. In the Foreign
Service that means you are a Foreign Service officer 6. That means you can
pick your next assignment. Sahib. Your records and pay have been
transferred from the American Intelligence. They consider you a very
valuable asset and we do too. You are now a Foreign Service Officer 2 slash
intelligence. That means you are now part of MI5. What do you wish to do
now?"

"I will always stay with Hairy." He said.

He looked at Sahib and then at me. When I nodded he said.

"So be it." He then scratched off several lines on the paper in front of
him.

"Now I have a list of available assignments where you both can go. I would
like you to study it and let me know." He handed me two typed sheets.

"Oh yes, your pay. Now Harry, you have accumulated quite a sum. Considering
you were receiving along with your regular pay, combat pay and off base
allowances you have just over 60,000 pounds in back pay coming."

Holy Christ I was rich.

"Sahib, according to the Americans we owe you about 25,000 pounds. Now
considering you are making 6,000 pounds a year, you can really do or go
anywhere you wish."

Sahib was speechless. Less than three years before he made a rupee a day
and now he had 25,000 pounds plus a wage of 6,000 pounds a year.

"Well look over that list and let me know you both decide."

We both left the Embassy a little dazed. After we got back to our suite,
and both had a drink in our hands I asked Sahib what he thought we should
do.

"Hairy, I want to give you all my money. You're the only man I love. You
should have it all. You made me your servant and I just think it should all
be yours."

"Sahib, I want to give you all my money. I will never love anyone as much
as I love you."

"I guess we can put it together."

"Now that's a plan."

"So where do you think we should go from here?"

We sat side by side on one of the couches and looked over the list. I
turned my head and kissed the top of his head.

It was quite a list. Almost any country in South America. Two postings in
America, One in Canada, South Africa, Uganda, Ghana, England, Perth
Australia or Colombo, Ceylon.

"Well love what do you think?" I asked.

"Hairy, you pick. I go where my love goes."

I thought about America and Canada, but didn't like the thought of working
there. I had already been to South Africa and Uganda. England was out of
the question, I figured Sahib would end up as a filing clerk in some drab
office. South America might be nice, but Ghana drew me in. Thinking about
blacks did it to me.

"How about Ghana? I would be Chief of Station Intelligence and you would be
my chief interrogator."

"Would there be lots of blacks?"

"Yes love, there would be."

"Maybe some as good as Eddy. That would be nice."

"I guess love Ghana it is."

"Can we go to bed now?"

"I thought you would never ask love."

After a very loving day and night in bed we went back to the embassy. Ghana
we choose. We were told our movement was only considered a priority 1A, so
we could fly to Perth and then wait for a ship heading west. I took Sahib
shopping. Ghana was almost on the equator so would be very hot and
humid. Shorts and light shirts we bought. I also bought underwear for him,
didn't want his hard cock showing all the time. We also got swim
wear. Accra was on the coast, so we could swim in the ocean.

After a long flight to Perth, we waited for two weeks for a ship. We
finally got on a hospital ship heading for South Africa. There the American
casualties would be transferred before the ship headed for
England. Although we were classified as VIP's, to me and Sahib, the VIP's
were really the wounded soldiers. We were given a very small cabin. You
almost had to go into the hallway to turn around. The ship was an older
cruise ship, which probably carried about a thousand people on holiday. Now
it was crowded with over 5,000 casualties of war.

Sahib came into his own and my life full bore on the trip to South
Africa. He had so much empathy inside him for all the young men wounded. He
spent almost every waking hour, sitting beside men, talking to them,
assuring them. IT made me cry to see him sometimes, his small hand
clutching that of a wounded warrior. Some of them could not even answer,
their faces swathed in bandages. He cried himself to sleep many nights. It
just made me love him so much more. The nurses called him the little saint.

Cape Town was very much changed from when I first arrived here in 1933. Now
it was crowded with shipping and warships. Two big convoys were being
formed. One would head for England, the other to America. I counted two
Aircraft Carriers, several Battle ships and an uncountable number of
Cruisers and Destroyers. Almost every flag of the Commonwealth and other
nations were visible. Here we parted company with the Hospital ship. From
here it was train and car to Ghana.

We moved to a small hotel. Again a very small room with two small beds. We
had three days to wait for our train trip to Pretoria. Three days we spent
mostly in bed. Catching up on what we had missed on the trip from
Perth. Sahib was more loving and more caring now. He had learned something
new in his life. Enjoy everything possible in war, everyday. It might be
gone tomorrow.  The train trip to Pretoria was a new thing for Sahib. Most
of the train was filled with black soldiers, with a sprinkling of white
officers. We shared a sleeper with two black officers. Four bunks to the
room. Sahib was fascinated with their huge bodies. Eddy was no where close
to the size of these soldiers. Size as in height, weight and
endowment. Both officers had at least ten inch cocks and huge balls. Sahib
said to me they could chock him in no time.

"Nice way to die, eh love."

"Well you chocking me on your cock would be great." He said in Hindu.

We sat and talked with the two officers. They asked why I was travelling
with such a small boy. I showed them his Bronze Star and MM, he had
received. They were very impressed and treated him much better. We started
to drink from a bottle of South African Brandy they had. Now loosened up
Sahib asked one of the officers how big his cock was.

"Ho, ho. You like my big cock?" The officer asked.

The other officer stood and locked the door, then turned. He undid his belt
and let his shorts drop. Sahibs mouth dropped open in surprise. The negro
had about a nine inch, very thick soft cock. His massive balls hung very
low.

Not to be outdone, the other officer quickly dropped his shorts too. He had
a longer cock, but not quite as thick. Sahib just reached out and gripped
it. Very soon after that Sahib was naked with a the thick hard cock
entering his ass while the long one was shoved into his mouth. I'm sure if
he had not had that cock in his mouth he would have screamed as that huge
cock entered his ass. It didn't take him long to love both. I was rock hard
watching and quickly stripped off my shorts. The one fucking his mouth
pulled out and fed his cock into my mouth. Oh god this was great. I loved
that long cock as it pushed right to the bottom of my throat.  Sahib
received a big load in his ass and as the black pulled out Sahib turned and
sucked and cleaned his cock. Over the next several hours, I was fucked by
both, I fucked both, had their piss drained in my mouth, sucked and licked
their very musky asses. Sahib was in heaven like me. We couldn't get enough
of these great huge black men. Finally all sated and totaled from all the
work, we sat looking at each other. We were all still nude.

"You very strange white man. You boy good too." One said.

"What's so strange? I like black mens cocks. Almost as good as I like my
Loves."

"You love the boy? Why do you let him do blacks?"

"Hey, he loves what I love. I love your taste, your cock in my mouth or my
ass. He does too. Why would I not love someone who loves what I love?"

Very strange. Now I need bathroom, unless you take that part too."

Sorry I said. He pulled on his shorts and left for a while. He came back
with another bottle of that Brandy.

"We have good night together? Okay?"

"Okay with you love?"

"Yes Hairy. I love their cocks too. They taste real good."

The trip to Pretoria was very good from then on. I think I got fucked by
both several times. I also rimmed both after I had fucked them and sahib
had. They loved everything including eating my waste. I tried theirs once
and puked out the window for a while. While I was kneeling puking one
fucked me in long strokes. I still turned and licked his cock clean when he
was done. I wished it could go on forever. Too soon we arrived in Pretoria.

Here we had to change trains for the very long trip north. We couldn't get
all the way to Ghana by train. At some point we would have to travel
overland by truck.

Rail lines in Africa were not that well advanced yet. Almost all countries
had railroads, but most were of different gages. So no train could travel
too far before we had to change to another. We did make it to Kampala and
about two hundred miles further. Then we had to change. The last train
before we would have to move by road was so small, it was a wonder it could
pull the six cars attached to it. Every car was packed tight with
humanity. Although we had a compartment on one car we had 12 men in the
small compartment. Sleeping was impossible. We mostly rode in silence,
Sahib holding onto my arm. We did share our food and they shared theirs,
but there was just too many to play around. The thick musk of their smell
kept me perpetually hard as well as Sahib.

When we alighted from the train, the oppressive heat hit us both. Africa in
mid summer, was not a nice place. Hot, dry, the wind blowing dust
around. Here at this small outpost of the British Empire, it seemed the
worst of the worst.

"You Harry Stone? I'm Oganda, from Embassy in Accra."

"I'm Harry Stone. This is Sahib."

"Welcome. I have car." He indicated a 1935 ford.

I shook my head, it would be worse than the train. Sahib quickly loaded our
bags. I climbed in beside the driver. We were off. The car was almost
twenty years old but it ran real good. Not fast, maybe twenty miles an
hour, but much better than the crowded train.

I asked him how long to Accra.

"We get to Umtata today, Accra afternoon tomorrow. I have room with bath
for you tonight. You Very important person to me."

Looking at him with my cock in mind, I couldn't tell how he was hung. His
loose fitting shorts precluded that. He looked to be near thirty in age,
however I had been wrong many times before. I wondered what he would do if
I checked out his cock. I knew most African males were into some sort of
playing.

"You okay love?" I asked Sahib.

"Yes Love, he's kind of cute." He spoke in Hindu.

"Yes he is." I answered in same.

"I'd know how big he is already." Sahib laughed.

"Your one horny boy Sahib." I laughed.

"Just like you love. Bath will be nice. Maybe he join us."

Shaking my head I turned back to Oganda.

"How far to Umtata?"

"Maybe 3 hours, 60 or 70 miles. Road very bad."

I reached across the seat and gripped his hidden cock. The car swerved and
almost ran off the road. He quickly stopped. In that short time I knew he
had a very big cock buried in the loose shorts he had on.

"Please, you wait. Not now, later okay. We have room together."

"Okay Oganda. I can wait for what you have."

Oganda continued driving, a smile now on his face. I turned to Sahib and
spoke English.

"He's big Love. Bigger than Eddy or the men on the train."

"Wow. That's going to be fun."

Oganda's smile just got bigger.

Three and a half very hot and dusty hours later we arrived in a fair sized
town. Oganda drove directly to a small hotel with a Union Jack flying
outside. Several officers were standing outside under the shade of the
canopy. All were sipping from glasses. Oganda came around and opened the
door for me and Sahib. As I stepped down and brushed the dust from my
shirt, one of the officers looked up. His eyes opened very fast and he
quickly stood and saluted. His action brought the other officers attention
to me and they quickly stood too. My four solid gold bars on my shirt
lapels obviously made an impression. I just waved my arm at them. I wasn't
wearing a hat. They relaxed, but also looked very scared. Why I thought?

Sahib went to grab my bag but a young black boy was quick to take it. We
followed him into the small hotel. Feet slammed to attention as I walked
through the lobby. Oganda talked to the clerk and was quickly given a
key. We followed him and the boy to the stairs and up one flight. Down a
short hall to a room. The room was dominated by a large double bed with
mosquito nets around all four sides. A small single bed was in the room
too. One corner held a huge bathtub. A small bathroom was in a room to one
side. I couldn't believe they had running water in this town, but when I
checked the toilet did indeed have water in it. The boy set our baggage
down and stood waiting. I handed him some small coins and he smiled and
left.

"I use small bed." Oganda said.

"Maybe, maybe not." Sahib said.

"I get hot water for bath, then we eat." Oganda said.

"Very good." I said.

Oganda turned on the tap over the tub. I checked the water coming out. It
was very cold. They must get it from and underground spring. A few minutes
later a procession of young boys brought in buckets of hot water and poured
them into the tub. Very quickly it was three quarters full of steaming
water. Sahib and I wasted no time in undressing. As we sat down in the tub,
I saw that it could hold four people easily. It felt great to sit in the
tub with water up to our chests. Two of the young men quickly shed the
skirt affair they were wearing and one climbed in beside each of us. They
started to wash us.

"I leave now. I come back when your done. Use your water to wash." Oganda
said. He left us with the two boys.

The two boys were very good. They washed us every where. Even our cocks and
balls and ass. Using soap and sponges they got us clean all over.

Please stand sir." One said to me.

When I stood up my cock was standing straight out. He giggled then peeled
back my fore skin and washed my cock carefully. He then did the same to my
ass. Sahib was getting the same treatment. I wondered about the boy in
front of me and pushed my body forward. My cock hit his lips and he opened
his mouth. Oh Christ he was good as he sucked my cock. Sahib did the same
and soon both boys were bobbing on our cocks. It didn't take long for me to
blow. As I finished he smiled and stood up. A nice five inch cock stood out
from his crotch. He indicated for me to step out of the tub. He dried me
off. I knelt down when he was done and sucked that five incher into my
mouth. He almost fainted as I bobbed on his cock. He came real quick. When
I sat back he bowed.

"Thank you Master. You taste good."

Sahib did the same for his boy. I gave both boys a krugerrand. Both boys
eyes almost bugged out of their heads. I knew it was far more than I should
have, but both were very good to me and Sahib. A Krugerrand was worth about
ten US Dollars. Probably more money than they had ever seen in all their
lives.

Sahib knew what I had given them. He also figured someone would take it off
them if they knew. He pulled out his purse and gave them several coins
each. He then asked one to come close. He took the gold coin and slowly
pushed inside the boys butt. He then did the same for the other.

"Now only you know you have gold coin." He said.

It quickly dawned on both young boys what the meaning was. Both quickly
dressed and left.

"That was very kind and smart of you Sahib."

"Hairy, I think they are indentured like I was. I used to hide big coins
that way from the Steward. Better they have the gold than have someone just
take it from them."

"I think you made some life long friends too love."

"I wish I could make them free too Hairy."

"Sahib, you have lots of money now. If you want to free them, go
ahead. I'll just love you more."

"But how do I do that Hairy?"

"Well one way to find out. Get dressed love."

As we dressed Oganda came in and quickly stripped and washed in the
bath. He really was bigger than anyone we had, had before. He got me hard
just thinking about his huge cock. It's really strange, not all black cocks
are so big. I had seen very normal cocks on some black men, but it seemed
the ones I met always had big cocks and balls.

As Oganda was drying off, Sahib asked him.

"Those two boys that washed us. Who owns them?"

"The hotel Sir."

"I want to buy both boys. Who do I pay and how much?"

"I will check Sir, but there are many boys in Accra that would work as your
servant for just penny's."

"I WANT THOSE TWO!" He almost yelled at Oganda.

I knew that once Sahib made up his mind to do something, come hell or high
water he would have it or else.

"I will check immediately Sir." Oganda quickly dressed and left.

Sahib looked at me. I could see he was almost in tears.

"Come here love." I held out my arms and he flung himself into them.

He shuddered as he cried. I just held him until it was out of his system.

"Did I do wrong Hairy?"  "No Sahib you did very right. I have lots of gold
if you need it."

"Hairy, slavery is not allowed in the Empire. If those boys are slaves then
I can do something. Mr. Stimson said I had lots of power now. What can I do
Hairy?"

"Well you really are very powerful. As a Intelligence Officer two with MI5
you really are in charge in Accra. Granted I'm Chief of Station
Intelligence, but you can control me. I don't think we need worry until
Oganda gets back. We will see what he has to say."

"What do you mean I control you Hairy?"

"Military Intelligence Section Five is the most powerful section in the
Intelligence operations in the Empire. I report to the minister in charge
of Intelligence. You only report to your boss in England. You can ask me to
do anything and I have to assist you. You can give me orders that I must
obey."

He smiled and then looked right through me.

"You mean I can order you to fuck me and you have to obey." He giggled.

"Yes Love and I will always obey that order." I laughed.

"That's neat."

Oganda came back. He explained that both boys were indentured to the
hotel. Each could be bought out for about 12 pounds sterling. In effect,
they would exchange one Master for another.

"Do you want to own both boys Sahib?" I asked.

"Could I buy them out and then free them from indenture?"

"You could Sahib, but what do they do then. You would take them away from
what they obviously like doing. So you buy them out and leave them to fend
for themselves."

"Couldn't I do as you did. Make them my servants and pay them as you did."

"I thought that was what you wanted love. Yes you can make them your
servants and pay them. Sahib you make me love you more each day."

"Hairy can I borrow two krugerrands."

Two gold krugerrands was a shit load more than 12 pounds, but I handed him
the two gold coins.

"I'll be back love." He was out the door with Oganda on his heels.

I pulled out the bottle of South African Brandy I had and poured myself a
stiff shot. Sahib had picked this particular keg of sardines and I was
interested in what he was going to do after he had two young African boys
as his servants. I was going to find out how smart he really was. Maybe he
would screw up and get fucked over by them or maybe just maybe he would
find two very honest boys. Boys that would love to serve him as an equal,
not just as slaves to his wishes.

Sahib could never own anyone. He had once been indentured to a very bad
man. I had bought him and then let him chose. Now he would have two boys as
I had one. Like me he hated Slavery in any form. Indenturing was a form
practiced in the British Empire. To me it was still Slavery.

Sahib had come with me willingly. Not just because I had bought out his
indenture, but because he saw in me something else. I guess he saw my love
for him. All he could do was love me back more.

Sahib came back with the two boys in tow. Both came in and quickly kneeled
to me. Oganda stood and watched.

"You need never kneel to me boys. Sahib is the one you should kneel to,
he's the one that has set you free."

Both boys stood with their heads bowed.

"Hairy, this one is called Buddy, its not his real name. I can't pronounce
it. The other is Muja. They have both agreed to be my servants. I told them
I would pay them one pound a month. Is that too much?"

"Love you can pay them as you choose. It's your money after all."

"But I want one of them to be your servant love."

"Okay love, which one?"

"Muja, said he would be honored."

"Okay love. Boys you will have to sleep in the big bed with Sahib and
I. Sorry Oganda another time perhaps."

"I have no problem with that Sir. I am assigned to you two by the Embassy."

We told the boys to get any stuff they had and bring it to the room. We
went down to eat. We told Oganda to make sure the boys got something to
eat.

Much later when we returned to the room both boys were waiting. As we
undressed for bed they did to. Very soon I had a boy spooned against me and
Sahib had one against him. It was a very dreamed filled night for me.

In the morning I was very surprised to find both mine and Sahibs uniforms
clean and pressed. The single gold bar on his shirt and my four shone. I
also saw the ribbon bars in place on both. Sahibs single string of medals
and decorations along with my four rows. I had not realized I had won that
many. Dressed we both looked like very good officers. WE both still bloused
our trouser legs, making us look closer to American soldiers than Naval
Officers. Even if they were only for show the ranks fitted our position and
experience.

With both boys in tow, we went down for breakfast. Every single officer
stood as we entered. I told them to relax and I directed both boys to sit
at our table. They were awed by the breakfast that was served them and
us. Coffee, biscuits, eggs with smoked ham, toast and real jam. Both boys
looked at us like gods by the time we were done.

We loaded the car and both boys jumped in back with Sahib. I saw both
hugging him as we headed out for the last hundred miles to Acrra.

TBC