The Destroyer

The Second World War was raging in Europe and had spread to North Africa when the Afrika Corps had moved in to bolster the Italian forces struggling there. The British, Australian and New Zealand troops had been giving the Italians a hard time driving them back until the crack panzers of the German forces arrived. The Afrika Corps with its highly mobile tactics and much more powerful tanks soon demolished the allied armoured force with its obsolete light tanks. Rommel a genius at strategy was running rings around the British General Wavell and had driven the allies back towards Alexandria leaving a pocket of Australian troops in the small port city of Tobruk.

These troops were valiantly defending the port against the might of the Afrika Corps and holding their perimeter against all odds living underground in bunkers as the town was reduced to rubble. These valiant men became known as the Rats of Tobruk due to their living in bunkers and tunnels underground.

Supplies for this small garrison had to be moved by sea and normal cargo ships couldn't be used, as they were too slow to get in and out during the hours of darkness, the few ships that tried were sunk by the incessant Stuka dive bombing attacks. There were several burnt out hulks lying alongside the docks. Supplies had to be sent in so it was decided to use naval vessels namely, old World War 1 destroyers, these old poorly armed craft had tall funnels and very light armour as they relied on speed not armour for their defence. Their main field of operations was antisubmarine patrolling convoy protection.

The powers that be decided that these old V&W-class destroyers were considered expendable and the Admiralty were not prepared to risk the more modern fleet destroyers like the Tribal class in such a dangerous venture. There were several of these old girls, they were cramped, old and overdue to be scrapped but due to the outbreak of the war they were kept on active service by the Royal Australian Navy and sent into the Mediterranean.

She would load supplies in Alexandra leaving there so that she would arrive in Tobruk just after dark, her 27,000 horsepower engines drove her through the water at a credible 30 knots although in her youth she could lope along at 34knots she was no longer young. She was armed with three 4.7inch guns but they were old and worn after over 20 years of service and her rate of fire couldn't compare to the modern destroyers with their dual turrets, her fire control was primitive compared to modern vessels but she would do her duty valiantly.

She would make the long run up the Mediterranean and sneak into the harbour tie up to the docks and the army lads would arrive and unload the supplies quickly so that she could steal away before the prowling dive-bombers arrived. This worked well and she carried replacement troops in and wounded soldiers out. The Stukas often sought her out at sea on her return trip and she would weave and dodge the bombs as she fired her guns at the vertical howling terrors, their sirens screaming in the wings to demoralize their prey. The ship was poorly armed for antiaircraft warfare and a couple of Pom Pom guns had been fitted but the crew begged borrowed and stole machine guns from wherever they could find them, mounting them on the railings all over the ship. These weapons brought down a few Stukas, as they were vulnerable at the bottom of their dive when they struggled to pull up.

The third trip into Tobruk I was helping load the wounded soldiers when I saw a blonde haired guy I was certain I knew, as we carried his stretcher up the gang plank I got a better look at him and recognized George a boy who lived near my home. He and I were very close friends and we had messed about in our teens, wanking and generally enjoying each other's company. He didn't recognize me and we lowered him to the deck near one of the funnels and I said quietly to him, " Hey George don't you know me mate?"

He peered at me with his gaunt sooty face and then I saw a gleam in his eye and his white teeth shone in his dirty face, he mumbled, " Hi Bruce long time no see."

I nodded and said, " I'll get back to you soon mate we've got a lot more guys to get aboard yet."

I carried on carrying stretchers until we had safely stowed them aboard and the captain bellowed from the bridge, " Caste off forward, caste off aft."

I felt the ship tremble as he put the engines astern and began to back away from the dock as the soldiers waved us goodbye thanking us for our effort. We backed out away from the sunken cargo ship ahead and then the engines stopped then began to drive us forward as we turned away into the darkness. The old girl began to rattle and vibrate as he powered up the engines and soon the breeze of passage cooled the decks as she worked up to her best speed.

I returned to George and sat next to him he reached out and took my hand in his and said, " Gee its great to see a friendly face, how are you Bruce?"

I replied, " I'm great mate, what happened to you?"

He winced as he coughed and said, " I took some shrapnel in my left lung, and it tore a hole through my ribs breaking a couple and punctured my lung."

I held his hand in both mine and said, " Shit mate have they removed the shrapnel? Are you going to be ok?"

He winced again as he moved and said, " Yeah they did but I've got to go to Alexandria to hospital as they haven't got the facilities in Tobruk to look after serious wounds."

I said quietly, using the roar of the boiler room intake fans to cover my words, " I hope sincerely you are soon back to normal, I'd hate to think of you suffering too much you know how much you mean to me even after all this time."

He coughed again as a wisp of funnel smoke fled by on the breeze; I saw the pain wrack his body as he coughed and I put an arm gently around his shoulder to steady him and lend him supports. He lay back on my arm tiredly and looked up into my face saying, " I too have missed you Brian, we used to have so much fun together didn't we?"

I bent down and gave him a gentle kiss in the darkness and whispered, " I reckon so mate and I'm sure we will have more in the future if I survive this job."

George coughed again and I saw something dark on his lip so I wiped his mouth and thought, oh shit he is coughing up blood. I asked him, " Are you ok you seem to be coughing up a little blood?"

He smiled wanly and replied, " Yes I'm ok it happens every now and then my lung is still bleeding a little."

I said, " Would you like me to get the ship's doctor to have a look at you?"

He replied, " No thanks Brian just keep me company for as long as you can, I'll be fine and even better when we get to Alex and I'm in hospital there."

I said, " I'll be here all the trip it's my duty to look after the wounded guys, there are six of us relegated to this duty."

He lay back and closed his eyes and I lowered him down onto his life jacket to use it as a pillow and said, " I'll be here you have a rest and I'll keep checking on you."

He sighed and layback quietly as I ran my fingers down the baggy Bombay bloomers, the khaki shorts our troops wore in the desert. My hand gently brushed across his flaccid cock and I felt my old stirrings at the brief contact, George opened his eyes and sighed saying, " I wish we were alone here I'd love to have some fun."

I squeezed his thigh and said, " Maybe when you are feeling better I'll get together with you in Alexandria. How's that sound George?"

He smiled again and nodded, " That sounds great I hope we can do it."

I stood up and began to check the other wounded guys in my area giving them drinks of water and wiping their sweaty dirty faces clean. The night began to give way to the day as dawn crept up in the east and I hoped we would have a safe run back to base without those bloody aircraft having a go at us.

The light gradually increased and suddenly I heard the pipe over the speakers and the call to action stations, I raced to my position on the stern 4.7inch gun and we opened the ready use lockers and slammed the shell into the breech. The turret whined around and pointed to the port side into the creeping light and I saw a vessel on the horizon against the light. A cargo ship and obviously not ours the guns rose to their maximum elevation as the fire control operated the turret, the bell tinged twice and the gun bellowed recoiling back into the turret. The stench of cordite filled the air as the shell whistled into the ether heading for the unsuspecting ship, the next round was loaded and the bell tinged again as the gun bellowed again and again every seven seconds we fired. The first rounds exploded on the plodding ship in bright red gouts of flame and black smoke, the ship reeled from the impact and she began to radio her position then the second broadside landed and her radio was silent. Six broadsides were fired and then the ship exploded in a massive ball of fire and we could see pieces of her superstructure flying through the air to splash down into the sea.

She stopped and immediately listed to port and began to fill with water and in minutes she was gone from sight. The captain turned to port and sped across the distance to see if he could save any of her crew, we coursed around the littered oily sea and found only three survivors who we plucked from the water and took below to clean the stinking black oil from their bodies as they retched from swallowing the foul muck. They were locked in the cells and a guard was set on them to make sure they didn't get into mischief. The ship now increased speed and turned back on her course trying to outrun the aircraft, which may be sent to search for the sunken ship.

We sped at full speed across the smooth water our bow wave climbing almost level with the forecastle and our wake was a long white arrow into the distance on the blue water. We were lucky this trip as our luck held we reached Alex without seeing an enemy aircraft and I hoped our luck would hold in the future.

We docked in Alexandria and a fleet of ambulances met the ship to remove the wounded lads, I helped carry George off and settled him into the ambulance saying, " I'll see you soon George I'm due for some leave after the next two trips."

He grinned and I shook his thin pale hand as they closed the doors and I returned to the ship, as soon as the wounded were unloaded the supplies were brought aboard while we refueled and replaced the shells we expended. There was no dilly dallying the supplies had to be kept flowing and as soon as we were ready she was off out of harbor again. As we left harbor we passed a large convoy escorted by an aircraft carrier, a Battleship, three cruisers and a gamut of destroyers and frigates. Many of the merchant ships bore evidence of attack from the air and also from the German E-boats fast torpedo boats operating out of the Italian ports. One merchantman was under tow with a gaping torpedo hole blasted in her engine room. We saluted the Admiral aboard the Battleship as we passed then we turned east and headed out towards the distant Tobruk.

The trip out was uneventful and we steamed into port in the darkness and unloaded the supplies, it was nearly Christmas and the troops Christmas dinners and mail were amongst the cargo a few wounded were brought aboard and away we steamed into the early morning darkness. We cleared the land and were on our way when the daylight brought out the vultures a covey of Stukas howled overhead as the captain began to throw the old girl about to dodge the bombs of these hated aircraft, our guns bellowed and black puffs stained the blue sky as the planed turned on their noses and headed down in their dives. Our Pom Poms pounded shells into the pockmarked sky, kapock, kapock the fast firing guns sent their small explosive shells skyward as the gunners swiveled the guns down following the speeding planes. One Stuka exploded but the rest continued down they were now coming into range of the machine guns and a swathe of bullets cut through the air towards the aircraft, the planed to were firing their weapons and spray was flying as they hosed the sea surface, then a spray of bullets sent splinters flying as they hammered into our deck.

A second Stuka wavered as it flew into a hail of bullets and it spiraled down smashing into the sea in a cloud of spray, the remaining two planes bore down relentlessly as we weaved across the sea the ship wreathed in smoke from the frantically firing guns. The first Stuka released its bomb and it waggled momentarily then straightened and the black blob headed towards us as the captain ordered the wheel hard over. The ship began to turn as the bomb plummeted into the water feet from our starboard side, the explosion threw a massive water spout into the air which cascaded across the deck drenching the crew and wounded, the ship shook heavily as the plane roared across above us at mast height.

The last plane seemed to hesitate as it flew into the gunfire and it just kept diving into the sea to explode as it plummeted into the water. The crew cheered and hooted as the ship left the disturbed water behind her, we breathed a sigh of relief at our narrow escape and thanked the Lord our luck held once again. The loss of those aircraft would enrage the Luftwaffe and they would be out for revenge against our sister ships and us. We prayed that our fellow seamen would survive.

The Stukas got their revenge by raiding the port and destroying the unloaded supplies for the troops Christmas dinner and blowing the mailbags to smithereens, the war supplies were mostly saved because they were removed first in case of a raid. The harbor was littered with envelopes as their mail slowly sank into the murky waters.

We returned to Alexandria and tied up at the docks, surrounded by the massive British fleet that had escorted the convoy, our diminutive battered rust streaked destroyer ignored amongst the busy shipping. We refueled again alongside one of our sister ships, she had just returned from a run in with Rommel's forces at Sollum where she had entered the port and shelled a convoy of tanks and transports.

The stores replaced and a new cargo of supplies on board again we were off again into the Mare Nostrum as Mussolini liked to think the Med was his sea. We were doing our best to let him know it wasn't. We steamed away towards Tobruk once again and after an uneventful trip except for a few mechanical problems, which delayed us a few hours, we docked in Tobruk a little later then usual.

We unloaded as fast as we could and steamed out of the harbor turning west and cranking the old girl up to her top speed as we fled trying to put as many miles between us and the Stukas as we could. The further we stretched their range the shorter the time they could spend trying to sink us. We were lucky there was no sign of them as we ploughed across the sea; the sky over the African coast had a strange bronze burnished appearance and the wind suddenly increased from the shore. We now knew why the Stukas were not in the air as a massive sandstorm rolled over the sea, visibility dropped to mere yards and our mouths, noses and ears tasted and filled with the ancient land as sand filled the air. The sand storm was a blessing as we had an uninterrupted trip back to base. We enjoyed its protective cover till we were well away from the danger area and breathed a sigh of relief.

When we docked refueled and loaded more supplies then I was sent ashore for my weeks leave, I stood there and waved goodbye to my shipmates as the ship steamed out into the sea heading for Tobruk again. I turned hefted my duffle bag and walked away from the docks passing through the Military Police and Shore Patrol checkpoint at the entrance. I headed for the hospital and asked for George, the nurse directed me to the garden behind the hospital and there I found him lying on a sun lounge sleeping in the sunshine.

I approached quietly and stood so my shadow fell across him shutting out the sun, I studied him and saw he looked much less drawn and his colour was back to normal. He frowned slightly in his sleep as my shadow shielded him from the sun, then he cracked one eyelid open a little and saw me standing there. He didn't recognize me against the bright sunlight then I said, " G'day George, how are you feeling?"

He sat up and grinned saying, " Oh Brian I'm sorry I didn't recognize you then. I'm feeling good thanks mate. Much better than when you last saw me, my lung has healed and is now working ok, only my ribs are still causing me any pain. "

I smiled and said, " That's great news so are you fully up and about? Are you able to leave the hospital yet? "

He grinned and said, " Oh yeah as long as I check back in before evening mess call, I can stay out all day no worries."

I said, " Great I'll come by in the morning and we'll spend the day together if that's alright with you? "

He nodded eagerly saying, " I'm looking forward to tomorrow I'm going nuts here, even though the care is top notch for a military hospital, I'm sick of playing snooker and cards and the films are so bloody old they are nearly silent movies. I'll be fine as long as you don't want me to run a mile or play footy ha, ha, ha."

I said, " Well tomorrow we'll hire a gharry and driver and go for a picnic, how's that sound? I promise that I wont expect you to do anything too strenuous."

George grinned and said, " If it's with you I'll love whatever we do Brian, I can't wait."

I gave him a gentle squeeze on his cock after ensuring we were not being observed, he smiled and laughed saying, " I hope you are going to play with that tomorrow, I can't wait for that it's been so long since you and I got together. I've only been able to wank once in a blue moon since I've been in the army, although I've had a few since I arrived here in Alex."

I said, " Yeah I know what you mean, they dose our tea with stuff to lower our sex drive, I've pulled off twice in about 12 months."

I said, " Well George I have to go and report into the barracks or I'll have to sleep out under a tree tonight, I'll see you after morning mess tomorrow."

He grinned and slid his hand up my thigh till he encountered my bulge and he felt my flaccid cock and gave it a squeeze saying, " Ok hot stuff I can't wait till you get here tomorrow I will make sure I don't wank it tonight."

I left the hospital and made my way to the naval barracks showing my leave pass to the duty Petty Officer who issued me a room number and I wandered away till I found the stark little cubicle where I was to sleep. It was bare except for a metal-framed bed and mattress with army issued blankets and a towel with soap folded across the foot, the freedom of having a space for just myself was a luxury after months cramped up in the ship sharing hammock space with a mob of fellow jack tars. I dropped my duffle bag on the wooden floor and threw myself onto the thin mattress, the bedsprings complained squealing in protest and continued to squeak as I wriggled about.

I lay there contemplating my plans for getting together with George tomorrow, I planned we would take the Gharry out of the city to the desert where there was a small oasis which was idyllic a small pond of clear water seeping from a spring, surrounded by palm trees and soft verdant grasses. The driver would stay with the transport to watch his horse while we enjoyed a skinny dip in the refreshing water and then we could lie together in the shade and renew our pleasure with one another's bodies. My penis was straining with the excitement of being with my boyhood friend and I felt I would burst but refrained from wanking it for relief. I too like George wanted to save my sperm for him tomorrow.

I made up the cot and stripped to my briefs and grabbed the soap and towel and headed down the corridor to the showers, I entered the moist humid room and the area was busy as numerous guys were washing themselves. I stood there as I removed my underwear and surveyed the delightful sights under the shower heads, most of these guys were my age late teens early twenties in the prime of life with fit military trained bodies. It was eye candy of unbelievable quality and quantity and I was having difficulty keeping my cock under control. I jumped under a shower vacated by a hunky red haired lad with incredibly white skin, as most guys out here in the Med sun baked every chance they got, this lad obviously had either just arrived or protected himself from the burning rays. The red head stood there toweling his wet hair leaving his whole body on display, his 4inch soft cock flapping about above his low hanging balls was a sight to see and his glabrous pale body was nearly completely smooth. A small set of reddish angel wings of pubic hair decorated his prominent pubic mound, he looked so tasty I would have loved to suck that delicious 4inch morsel into my mouth and feel it grow in my mouth to its full size.

He toweled himself dry then wrapped his towel around his slim hips, I could see the soft mound protruding out swelling the towel, as he walked out the entrance. I finished showering and dried myself off then headed back to my small room I located it and as I passed the room opposite I looked in to find the red head lying on his bed in a pair of briefs. He was reading a book and I could see his cock lying across his hip semi hard, I thought he must be reading something erotic, the Arabs were always flogging erotic literature and pictures of nude women to our troops. I walked into my room and sat on the bed watching the lad and his cock was getting harder as I stared, he absentmindedly reached down and adjusted his cock and it tented the underpants. He obviously was deeply engrossed in the book as he didn't realize I was sitting opposite him watching, he began to squeeze his cock and I saw a wet spot staining the briefs. He opened his legs slightly and groped his swelling balls; I was as hard as a gun barrel as I watched him toying with himself.

He began to stroke his cock and I began to feel a sneeze coming on, I desperately tried to control it but it burst out, "AHCHOO", the red head looked up startled then his pale face went bright red as he blushed and dropped the book over his swollen tool. I smiled disarmingly as him and opened my legs allowing him to see my hard on spearing up in the opening of my towel, his frightened eyes flicked down and saw my pole in full erection and view and his eyes widened as he stared at my hard meat. I saw his pink tongue creep slowly across his soft lips and he lifted the book releasing his rampant rock hard young cock, the pale shaft in great contrast to the crimson blood engorged helmet, which was oozing clear fluid.

He smiled at me hesitantly and wrapped a hand around his 6inch long slender shaft and waggled it about gently, his expression changed to a look of desire as his eyes requested me to come across and relieve his tension. I stood like a man in a dream and sauntered slowly across the corridor oblivious to anyone who might be there, I entered his cubicle and knelt on the splintery wooden floor. My hand reached slowly out and my lips approached his flaming crimson knob, in a dreamlike state I kissed his wet glans then my lips parted slowly ingesting the smooth slippery knob into my warm wet mouth.

The red haired lad groaned and began to lift off the mattress as he tried to drive his swollen spike deeper into my mouth, I held him tightly to stop his movement and teased the swollen plum licking the gaping opening and driving the tip into his urethra. He quivered like a taught jelly and his penis pulsed fast in my orifice, he began to breath faster and more raggedly slight moans and whimpers escaped his parted lips as he played with his swollen balls with one hand and pinched his nipples with the other. I slowly swallowed his throbbing tool deeply into my throat and began to swallow using my throat muscles to work on his knob while my tongue stroked his shaft.

He groaned loudly and I felt him tense up as his cock swelled in my mouth then with a gasping grunt he fired off into my throat, a huge emission of sweet very tasty sperm rocketed into my mouth again and again he filled my mouth until he deflated back onto the mattress completely drained and exhausted. His slender body wracked with tremors as he gasped for air, his normally pale face was red with the effort of his climax. I milked the last vestiges from his cock as I heard someone applauding behind me; I froze in position as I wondered who was watching me sucking the lad.

I pulled off his rapidly deflating cock and turned my head to see a British sailor standing there in his uniform, his tight bell bottom trousers showing his tightly held erection resting right across his hip as he grinned and applauded. I blushed and stood up as the red haired lad covered himself self-consciously, the seamen grinned and said, " That was a great welcome to the barracks, and do you do that very often, if so can you give me a head job too? "

The jolly jack tar reached down and squeezed his turgid tool and thrust his hips forward in an erotic invitation, he smirked and said, " Can you relieve this for me now?"

I looked at his groin and saw at least 8inches of hard man meat, I walked across to him and pushed him across into my room and closed the door. I then undid the buttons of his bell-bottoms and the flap dropped down exposing his flat lower abdomen from his navel down to the bulge of his briefs. His black snail trail ran from his raised button of a navel to the wide elastic waistband of his briefs in an ever-widening triangle of soft hair, I lifted his shirt up and the waistband from his flat belly and pulled the trousers and briefs down at the same time.

Out leapt the trouser snake in all it's beauty as it slammed against his prominent six pack, a sliver of clear juice flew off the tip as it leapt upwards. I knelt there staring at the gorgeous shaft and I heard the door creak open and the red haired lad crept into my room. He stood there quietly ogling the size of the Brit's cock, then reached out his shaking hand and touched the burning flesh. The man whispered, " Do you like what you feel boy?"

The lad trembled with excitement and gasped, " Oh yes it is magnificent I've never seen one that big before."

The older seaman smiled at the young man and said, " Would you like to take my cock?"

The red head nodded and he reached out to grasp it again when the guy grabbed him and threw him face down onto my bunk and ripped his briefs down baring his pale almost luminescent mounds of muscle guarding his crack. The man knelt between the lad's legs and pushed them wider apart as he bent down and licked the tight muscles running his pink wet tongue along the clenched crevice. The lad gasped in shock as he felt the wet tongue caress his virgin flesh, he wriggled and the man pushed his fingers into the crack and he pried the muscles apart opening the deep crack to his view he looked at me and said, " Oh look at these virgin little lips in here, they are just pursed waiting for my tongue to caress them."

I peered into the valley and saw the delightful pink wrinkled muscle guarding the lad's inner most being, my cock twinged at the magical lad's fanny but I knew the Brit was going to ravish the lad. The man pulled the orbs stretching them further apart till the deep cleft was wide open and the wrinkled opening was fully exposed as it twitched, he tasted the lad and purred saying, " Mmm he is as clean as a new whistle, he is so sweet to the taste I could eat him all day."

He dived back in burying his tanned face into the pale flesh driving a gasping shudder from the younger man; the tongue penetrated into the depths of his tunnel and began to lubricate his soft silky crimson inner lining. The lad was writhing on my bed his head thrown back as he moaned frantically getting louder as he became more excited, I moved to his face and thrust my engorged tool into his gaping maw silencing his moans to muffled sighs.

The man knelt upright and lifted his fat pole till the swollen knob touched the twitching arse lips, he looked at me and said, " You might get bitten if you keep your cock in there, I think you should gag him with your hand it might be safer."

I pulled out and placed my palm across the lad's gasping mouth as the guy began to thrust his tool into the lad's rectum. I watched the boy's face as his eyes bugged out and sweat began to break out on his forehead, he frantically tried to pull away from the assault but the edge of the bed pressed against his thighs. He was screaming into my hand as his head lifted exposing his tensed throat and I could feel his saliva drenching my hand as I muffled his terrorized screams, tears began to course from his now pain slitted eyes as he twisted frantically about in diabolical pain. The man screwed deeper and deeper into the abused flesh until he bottomed out his wiry pubes crushed against the smooth taught flesh between the stretched arse cheeks. He held that position for a few minutes rammed hard into the hot tight guts of the traumatized teen, the lad began to accept the log rammed deep inside his body and he started to relax as his bowels adjusted to the fleshy invader.

The sailor felt the lad relaxing and slowly slid the large tool back towards the tight clasping ring, the boy moaned into my hand as he felt the emptiness in his guts, the man halted with the ring tight around the base of his fat helmet then he eased back into the hot wet sticky flesh as the boy began to push back onto his moving sword. The pubes contacted the stretched silky white flesh then he retracted again as the boy began to pant and moan in pleasure. The man now knew the lad was enjoying his fuck so he sped up the pace pistoning deep then retrieving, shunting back and forth surging deep and building towards his climax.

The lad was groaning clamping his arse muscles on the fat torpedo as it plunged back and forth, the man's face was crimson from the effort and his sweat flowed down dripping onto the lilly white back of the lad, then with a strangled groan the man rammed deeply into the quivering tube and spewed his built up seed right up into the lad's guts as the red head's hard dick shot all over my blanket. I had to clamp my hand tightly over the lad's gaping gob as he screamed in pleasure then he went limp and sagged onto my bed as the sailor folded on top of his sweaty back.

I pulled my saturated hand away from the lad so he could breathe easier and I licked the boy's sweet saliva from my hand, as I watched the heaving duo lying on my bed. The contrast in size and colouration drew my attention, the tanned older much larger man crushing the slender pale white freckled lad as they slowly recuperated from their frantic copulation.

I stood up and sat on the edge of the bed and waited for them to recover, my hand gently fondling the lad's damp hair as I whispered, " Did you enjoy your first fuck?"

The lad his face buried in my bed mumbled, " Oh yeah it was very painful at first but after a while it was unbelievably hot, I loved it. I even blew my load without wanking my cock, he drove the cum out of my balls, it was unbelievable."

The Englishman pulled free from the tight enclosure of the lad's anus, causing the boy to groan sharply as the knob stretched his ring on departure, the man stood up wiping the sweat from his brow and said, " That was the best sex I've ever had youngun, your arse is so tight I thought my cock might drop off from the pressure your ring put on me."

The boy rolled onto his back and grinned saying, " Mmmm I'm glad you enjoyed it as much as I did because it was mind blowing, I hope we can get together again before I get posted to a ship."

The lad lay there his stomach glistening with the remnants of his ejaculation, his penis lying on his stomach still oozing a slight dribble of pearly semen onto his flat flesh. I couldn't resist bending down and sucking the limp cock into my mouth and draining the last of his sweet tasty juice. He thanked me and asked if I would like to use his arse as well but I said, " No, thank you very much for offering your sexy young body to me but I'm saving my juice for my friend who is in hospital here and were going out on a picnic tomorrow."

The lad looked sad and said, " You are lucky to have a friend here to go with I left all my friends behind in Perth when I left Australia."

He stood up and retrieved his briefs from the floor pulling them up tucking his cute cock away as the English sailor adjusted his clothing, he finished then grasped the lad and kissed him passionately saying, " I'll be your friend as long as we are ashore here if you'd like that."

The lad looked up at the man and snuggled against his chest saying, " Oh great you've no idea how lonely I've been since I left home, I'd be eternally grateful for your friendship here."

The two of them walked out of my room and I heard them enter the lad's room across the passageway then I heart the door close quietly. I looked at my rumpled blanket with the damp stain of the lad's drying semen and wished I had sucked him off while he was being rooted. I pulled back the blanket and slid into the bed turning on my side and closed my eyes hoping to dream of my George.

The lights flickered warning that it was lights out time and then the room was plunged into darkness as I lay there trying to get used to the firm stationary bed after sleeping in hammocks on a moving ship. I tossed and turned trying to sleep my mind awhirl with the sights of the guys having sex together, it must have been about 1am before I finally dropped off to sleep. I awoke in the darkness with the feeling of a warm body pressed against my back; I lay there not moving as the body spooned up tight to mine. I could feel the heat and pressure of a tumescent cock pressed against my crack, I lay there wondering who it was then I heard the voice of the young red haired lad saying, " I hope you don't mind me coming into your bed but I feel so lonely in there on my own."

I whispered, " Where is your English friend why aren't you in with him?"

He said, " If I went to him I wouldn't get any sleep, he is so randy after so long at sea he wants to fuck me every few minutes my poor little arse is so sore I couldn't take any more of his pole tonight. He rooted me three times in about two hours."

I smiled and said, " Ok you can sleep in here with me you know I won't fuck you."

He giggled happily, " Yes that's why I thought I could sleep in here with you."

I snuggled down and again felt the hard hot penis twitching against my arse, it caused my cock to leap erect and the lad began to feel my knob against the hand he had draped across my waist. He felt the hot helmet brush against his hand and he said, " What's that doing I thought you were saving your cum for your friend tomorrow?"

I said, " It is your hot cock pressing into my arse that is causing my problem, I've never had a dick in there before I'm a virgin like you were."

He smiled in the darkness I could tell by his voice as he said, " well I can certainly fix that situation for you if you'd like me to, I've never fucked anyone either would you like me to try?"

I was feeling hot and excited and my body was driving me on against my brain's orders, I rubbed my arse on his tool and I felt him pull down his briefs and he spat on his hand and rubbed his saliva against my hole then he spat again and slathered his prick with more saliva. He pulled back slightly and I felt his knob touch my ring, I said, " Be careful I'm going to be very tight, please be gentle."

He sniggered and said, " I'll be gentler than the Pommie was, even though you helped him root my bum."

He slowly pushed against my sphincter until it parted enough for his crimson tip broke through the burning pain lasted only a few seconds as he slapped more saliva onto my stretched ring. He gradually and very slowly pushed into me and I felt my tunnel open wider as he spread my flesh, his lips were at my ear and I heard his faint whimpers and felt the warmth of his sweet breath. I groaned quietly as he slowly entered me completely and I felt stuffed full of his slender tossle, he gradually pulled back and pushed in building gently up in speed and once he heard my breathing increase he knew I was feeling no pain and he began to pound my arse.

I was delirious with pleasure after so long without release and after watching him get fucked and sucking him off, my body was demanding sex and my brain gave into my animalistic desires. I loved the feeling of his cock in me and the sensation of his hips slamming against my buns. I was panting in heat and pushing back against his frantic thrusts as he climbed to the pinnacle of his climax. He went rigid as he rammed hard into me and I felt his abdominal muscles tensing and writhing as his tool swelled and spurted time after time deep in my hole, he tried to pull my cock but I stopped him and grunted, " No! No! I'm saving my sperm for tomorrow."

He pulled away from my cock saying, " Ok I just thought you might need to blow your top. It's your choice so I'll go along with you."

His body relaxed quivering as his cock trembled in my hole I felt his climax ebb away and his cock shrank inside me allowing my rectum to shrink back slowly. I sighed as he kissed my ear and said, " Thanks mate that was the best, I'm not sure which I like more being on top or on the bottom. They are both unbelievable and enjoyable."

He snuggled up to me again and we dropped off to sleep his cock still nestled in my full bum. I awoke in the morning he was still asleep but his cock was wide awake and throbbing in my anus, I wriggled a little and it moved deep in my guts sending a thrill through me as his cock rubbed against something deep in my hole. He moved in his sleep and sighed softly, I pushed back on his crotch then pulled forward causing his prick to caress my insides sending shivers through my body. He moved a little and flexed his cock then pushed against my back, he kissed my ear and said, " Good morning sexy one, you've got me all hot and hard again do you want me to fuck you again my sexy friend?"

I sighed and nodded, " Oh yes I felt you all hard and swollen inside me when I woke up and I had to wriggle on it and it touched something in there that made me nearly cum on the spot."

He began to rock his hips back and forth as he fucked into me and started me groaning with pleasure, I begged him to fuck me harder and he obliged pounding into me his belly slapping against my clenched bum. I tightened up as much as I could so we could both enjoy the movement of his slim 6inch tool, he was soon grunting and puffing as his climax approached the movement in my arse lubricated with his own cum from last night made him slide much easier and my sloppy guts soon sucked the juice from his swollen nuts and he rammed harder into me and added to the flood in my guts.

He stayed there till he recovered then he slid his semi erect prick out of my swollen puffy arse lips allowing a slight dribble of juice to escape with his cock. He slid down the bed and began to lick his juice from my sloppy nuts as I opened my legs wide to his wet tongue. He lapped my balls then my crack and found my gaping hole still open so he pressed his sweet lips around my wrinkled ring and began to suck hard, siphoning the mixture of his two loads and my own natural lubricants into his hungry mouth. He slobbered there until he had removed all he could then he pulled away and I rolled over to stare at his wet lips. He bent over me and kissed me transferring some of the mixture into my mouth and our tongues swirled the juices about as we smooched.

He sat back and we swallowed savoring the tasty nectar then he bent down and kissed my swollen cock, kissed my roiling balls and looked at me saying, " Oh how I wished you would fuck me and pump your pent up cum into my body or allow me to suck you dry."

I moaned and replied, " Believe me sexy if it wasn't for me finding George here I would be honoured to have you as my lover. You are probably one if not the sexiest guy I've ever met in my lifetime but George has my heart, I'm so sorry. "

He pouted and gave my genitals another fondle then said, " What if I sucked you till you are nearly there then stopped, it would make you even hornier for your George when you meet him later."

I thought about it as he had me so sexed up and I nodded saying, " You can do me but when I say stop you've got to do it ok? "

He nodded as he grinned and played with my cock in one hand and my raging nuts in the other, my balls had never looked so big and swollen before as he played with them. I watched my breath caught in my throat as he slowly lowered his red haired head down until his lips touched my knob, I was holding my breath waiting for sensation of his hot wet mouth engulfing my tool. He slowly teasingly kissed my knob repeatedly and kept opening his mouth as if he would swallow me then he would pull back and grin evilly at me.

My heart was palpitating and I was beginning to hyperventilate the excitement and suspense was driving me over the edge when he sensed my plight and descended sucking my pulsing prick deep into his mouth. I arched up driving for his throat and before I knew what happened my cock erupted without warning and my seed spurted into his throat as he gagged in shock. My nuts were out of sight as they roared up into my body cavity and my dark wrinkled empty sack was almost invisible at the base of my cock, as I emptied my precious saved up load into his mouth.

I was so excited my body was wracked with shudders as my nervous system adjusted to the sexual explosion, my conscience nullified by the sexual high, the lad gulping frantically trying to keep up with the deluge of sperm flooding his orifice, causing his cheeks to bulge. He finally swallowed the pearly semen and he pulled up my cock cleaning every last drop as he sucked me hard, he sat back licking the overflow from his lips and looked at me sadly. He apologized, " Oh hell I'm sorry I didn't think you would blow at my first contact, I didn't mean to destroy your gift for George can you forgive me?"

I lay there feeling exhausted and shook my head weakly saying, " It wasn't your fault it was all mine I shouldn't have let you near me it's been so long since I came it was dangerous especially as I was so sexed up after the last 10 hours. Sucking you off, watching you get rooted by the Pommie and then letting you get your jollies twice in my arse. It is completely my own fault."

I was mortified about losing my load as I thought of spending the day with George, I knew I'd soon rebuild another load but I wanted it to be a huge amount that's why I'd been saving it. He stood up and pulled on his briefs and looked at me with a hesitant smile saying, " Well would you come to the showers with me so we can get cleaned up?"

I smiled back and said, " A toilet visit first I think I have two big warm loads of your cum in my guts I need to empty them before I shower. You too must have the Pom's cum still in your arse I think or did you get rid of it last night?"

He smiled and said, " I had to shit his out last night it was running down my legs I was so full, he blew such a monstrous ammount."

I got up clenching my arse as I felt some of the cum he couldn't reach slide down inside my tunnel, " Ok then I'll go shit first then join you in the showers ok?"

I pulled on my briefs and grabbed the towel and waddled to the toilet, squatted on the loo and felt his juices explode out splattering the bowl as I farted heavily, the scent of cum and crap filled the air and I hoped no one was in either cubicle next door. I sat back enjoying the feeling of release and wiped my arse clean using a lot of paper then flushed the toilet and hurried to the showers. He was already there and the ablution area was empty so we had the showers to ourselves we shared a shower and enjoyed washing one another and cleaning each others genitals and fingering each others arse holes to clean them out.

We left the shower and dried off then headed back to our rooms to dress, we then headed to the mess hall for breakfast and we saw the English sailor there and joined him at his table. We chatted away merrily and ate our meals then I stood up saying, " Well fellows I've got to get going to hire a Gharry then pick up my mate, I'll see you this evening when I get back."

They looked up and said, " Ok well see you later on, have fun won't you?"

I laughed and said, " I'm sure I will see you later."

I walked out and exited the building into the blinding hot sunlight and flagged a passing gharry, climbed aboard and told the driver to go to the military hospital, he whipped the poor old nag and it began to trot off along the road weaving through the heavy traffic of camouflaged military vehicles. The stench of exhaust fumes and dust filled the air as they trotted slowly through the streets, they arrived at the massive hospital and I climbed out and walked inside to find George. He was dressed and waiting for me so we left immediately and I helped him climb into the carriage and jumped in myself as the driver cracked his whip sending the nag into it's trot.

We trotted through the city and I asked the driver to stop so I could purchase supplies for our picnic at a café on the outskirts of the town. I bought a cold chicken with some local bread and I managed to obtain some wine and fruit to top off the meal. We continued on till we reached the desert and soon arrived at the oasis, the driver pulled up and put a nose bag on the horse while he went and got a bucket of water for the horse then he climbed into the shade of the Gharry and pulled his burnoose over his face and went to sleep.

We walked hand in hand into the oasis and stripped off then we walked into the clear tepid pool, George couldn't submerge completely due to his wound dressing so he sat in the shallows as I swam about enjoying the freedom of skinny dipping. I returned to George and we sat together cuddling and kissing, his penis standing tall from his crotch looking like a submarine's periscope as it stood above the water. I'd forgotten the perfection of his penis it was as straight as I ruler with a clean neat circumcision scar about one inch below the flared head, it was 7inches long and 4 inches around his neat blonde bush covering his pubic mound and a thin trail pointing the way to his deep navel. I wrapped my hand around the smooth shaft and stroked him gently as he sighed and sought my lips with his; we kissed avidly our tongues dancing the fandango together frantically.

We stood up together our lips locked with me helped George get to his feet, we then walked from the pool to the shade of the date palms and I lowered him to the soft verdant grass. I dropped next to him and hugged him to my chest ensuring I didn't put pressure on his wound or broken ribs, he sighed and returned the embrace. Our lips locked again then I pulled back a little and I watched his handsome face as he closed his dreamy blue eyes, I studied his tanned skin, his blonde almost white sun bleached eyebrows and long eyelashes, his straight nose with its slightly flared nostrils above his wide soft slightly pouting lips. My cock throbbed with delight as I studied the guy I had loved for years, only a world war was able to separate us and now the war had brought us back together, at least in a temporary fashion.

I couldn't wait any longer I kissed him again my lips parted and I began to run them down his firm chin to his arched throat, I nibbled on his prominent Adam's apple causing him to swallow and chuckle then my lips moved further down onto his collar bone and I ran them along the prominent taught skin till I reached the firm muscle ball at his shoulder I slid down the side of his pectoral and inserted my nose into his arm pit inhaling his masculine scent and allowing his fine blonde hair to tickle my nose. He raised his arm and I buried my mouth in his lightly haired pit licking the sweet sweat from his smooth flesh as he giggled from the sensation as my tongue tickled him.

He began to writhe and then he gasped in pain, I pulled away from his pit and asked if he was ok. He nodded and said, " It was just a twinge from my ribs as I wriggled from your tongue tickling me."

I apologized and said, " I'll be more careful it's just that I want to taste every inch of your superb body."

He sighed saying, " My superb body? You've got to be joking man I'm just an average Joe, you are the better built of us."

I smiled and said, " To me you are the best looking most stunningly built man I have ever seen. I'm so lucky to have you as my friend."

He blushed and took my hand in his and began kissing each finger then he sucked each one softly and sexily in his marvelous mouth. His blue eyes locked on mine as he seductively sucked each of my digits, I could see the deep tenderness in his deep eyes and felt I was sliding into their blue depths. The mood was shattered by the sound of a fast low flying aircraft and we startled looked skywards to see an ME 110 German reconnaissance plane roaring across above our tranquil oasis, it was being chased by a British Hurricane which was firing it's machine guns at the fleeing twin engined intruder. A thin plume of smoke was issuing from the port engine of the ME110 as it weaved out of sight into the distance and silence returned to our oasis.

We sighed sadly to think our idyllic tryst was interrupted by the war even here so far behind the front lines, it took a few minutes for our nerves to settle again and I kissed him softly saying, " I hope that is the last interruption we will have out here."

He laughed and said, " At least it didn't crash here or drop a bomb on us, we should be grateful for small mercies."

I nodded and gently pushed him flat on his back as I began to kiss his smooth firm six pack running my tongue around each muscle over the velvety smooth skin, he was flinching as I licked him his muscles twitching as if electricity was shooting through his body. I tongued his sexy tight navel wetting the few blonde hairs growing from the tight knot within, he chuckled and I saw his penis growing tall from the corner of my eye. I turned and sucked him deeply into my mouth as he groaned loudly, I salivated all over the tumescent tool getting it nice and wet, then I straddled his hips and grasped his perfect 7inch pole. George laid there his eyes closed enjoying my squeezing and sliding my hand over his saliva slippery sword, a faint smile upturning the corners of his sexy lips. I settled his purple satiny knob at the gateway to my love tunnel and I began to sit down onto his raging roger. His eyes flew open as he felt my ring suck his sensitive helmet inside my body; he lifted up on his elbows a look of complete wonder and astonishment coursed across his visage. I inched further down his pulsing prick and he smiled angelically his mouth opening then his tongue protruded partly as his eyes closed and he flexed his neck.

I slid further down enjoying my third ever fucking, this one more than the others because this was the man of my dreams, my life long partner who I had been separated from for eighteen months and whom I had now found by kismet in the insanity that is war. I wished his perfect penis could be permanently part of me for eternity but I knew it would be only for a brief time as the demon war was waiting on the sidelines. George lay there lost in the wonder of his first fuck, my body absorbing his pole slowly, excruciatingly slowly as I gradually moved my hot arse down his smooth pulsating pole. My spread cheeks touched his light blonde pubic hair as I bottomed out on his imprisoned penis, he gasped delightedly as I moaned with pleasure and he flexed his strong arse muscles to flex his hips up higher sending the last vestige of his cock into my stretched colon.

I was totally impaled on his strong spike and we stayed motionless coupled together in an erotic embrace, his beautiful bandaged, damaged chest was heaving as he gulped air, I could feel his pounding heart beat through his engorged penis as my ring spas med on the thick base of his tool. I broke the trance and began to lift my body up flexing my strong leg muscles and I felt every hidden vein in his smooth cock as it rippled through my clutching tight muscle. I rose until I felt the wide flaring of his proud helmet meet my straining ring, I paused there watching his dreaming eyes then I slowly slid back down the slippery shaft till I felt his pubic mound decorated with his neat bush tickling my taught flesh.

I paused again as he pulsed inside me then I lifted again rising up stimulating his cock, he gasped when his knob felt my arse lips touch the super sensitive corona of his flared helmet. I began to bob faster and faster up and down his rigid shaft we both began to pant as our bodies climbed to fruition, he swelled bigger and my cock was trembling on the verge of eruption. I forced myself down dropping fast on his dick, as he screamed frantically and loudly and I felt his molten sperm pumping into my body as my cock spurted cum all over his face, chest and stomach. We both climaxed in unison a tornado of emotions coursing through our sex starved bodies; George was almost passing out from the intensity of his massive climax, while I was in a pink haze of sexual delight.

I stayed locked on his slowly deflating cock as I felt it shrink in my hole then his sperm began to ooze out around his prick as I rose up and knelt beside him licking his juice from his cock and pubes, he was scooping my cream off his torso and licking it from his fingers. I finished cleaning his groin and I slid up and sucked my cum from his bandages, it wouldn't do for him to go back with cum staining his dressings. I finished cleaning him up and then I helped him to his feet and we walked to the pool and sat in it cooling our hot sweaty bodies as we washed ourselves.

We didn't realize the young Arab driver had heard George scream in pleasure as he blew up my arse, he had crept through the palms till he could crouch under cover and watch us. He lay there quiet as a mouse his body responding to our sexual display, his young thin prick standing rigid as steel as he watched us licking up our cum and then standing and walking to the pool. He lay there stripping off his burnoose and when naked he began to wank his young slender prick, he soon reached his immature climax and a gush of thin boy juice spurted from his dark penis as his young balls drew up tight to his body. His gasping groans reached our ears as we lay there enjoying the water, I looked around but saw nobody so I stood up and walked dripping up the bank until I saw the dark hair on the grass, I walked quietly on bare feet across and found the young driver naked his still hard young teenage cock in his hand as he came down from his climax.

I smiled and said, " Did you enjoy your little wank young man?'

The boy looked up fearfully and jumped up then knelt at my bare feet begging me not to hit or whip him, I reached down and lifted his slight body saying, " I wont hurt you I'm not angry with you. You can wank off if you want to without being whipped."

The boy looked up at me his eyes wide and saw I was smiling at him and he relaxed and I said, " Come down and join us in the water and you can wash yourself there."

Before he splashed into the pool I said, " Hold it a minute boy, George would you like to help me clean his cum off his hand and cock?"

George sat up gingerly and held out his hand to the young Arab who walked shyly across to him as George took the cum covered fingers and began to lick them clean enjoying the unique flavour of young teens cum, I knelt down and cleaned the remnants from his still rigid dick and licked his almost hairless groin clean. I then said to the boy now jump in and wash yourself down. He stepped into the pool and washed his swarthy body then he sank into the pool up to his neck as he lay back in the water.

We sat there watching the boy as he enjoyed the water, George turned to me and said, " It must be time to eat, and I'm bloody starving let's get the tucker from the Gharry."

I said, " We'll send the youngster to fetch it and I'm sure he will be hungry it doesn't look as though he ever gets a square meal he is so thin."

I beckoned to the boy who left the pool and stood there water dripping from his slender frame and I asked him to go and fetch the basket of food and drink, he nodded and ran off through the palms. He hurried back totting the heavy basket and placed it on the ground next to us, I reached in and pulled out the cooked chook and the bread then began breaking the carcass up into three portions while George tore the flat bread apart and we put it on the plates. I passed one to the boy who smiled delightfully and he fell to eating ravenously, while George and I enjoyed our portions. We finished the main course and then we shared the fresh fruit and I poured out the wine, the boy ate the fruit and shook his head when I offered him the wine he indicated he would drink water. George whispered to me that he may be a follower of Islam and as such couldn't drink alcohol, I nodded and we finished off the wine between ourselves.

After eating we lay back under the shade of the palms and dozed the young lad lay under the next tree watching us his eyes locked on our genitals, I don't think he'd seen too many naked Caucasians in his young life. His penis spent the whole time erect and pulsing as he kept stroking it gently; I said to George, " He will end up with a bad case of blue balls if he keeps up this behaviour."

George laughed and beckoned the boy over to us and I moved a little so he could slip between us, he sat down between us and his head swiveled back and forth as he studied our genitals. He seemed fascinated with George's blond pubic hair as I was black haired like his own pubes, he looked up at George and my lover nodded to him saying, " If you want to you can play with me."

The boy grinned and his thin hand dropped onto the fine golden triangle on George's groin, his fingers picked at the golden hair as George began to get an erection. The boy watched the large log growing in front of him and his eyes widened when he saw how large it was close up. He touched the bare knob and felt it between his fingers squeezing it gently and watching the lips of the slit open and close, he seemed fascinated by the smooth shiny knob and then the penny dropped the boy had a foreskin he didn't know what a circumcised cock looked like. Mine was like his uncut so he wasn't particularly interested in mine it might be much bigger but it was familiar.

The boy bent down to look closer at George and his face was almost touching the pole, George grasped the boy's head and pressed his mouth to the knob, the boy resisted momentarily then allowed him to push his open mouth onto the fat plum like head of his cock. The boy began to lick him and soon was swallowing half his tumescent tool as he bobbed up and down on it. George's eyes glazed over as he neared his climax and he pushed the boy down harder causing him to gag strongly, George let him up a little and the boy continued sucking him until with a loud grunt he erupted into the sucking mouth. The lad manfully swallowed the load then sat up licking his lips and smiled at George.

I laughed and said, " You obviously have two devoted lovers now George, I'm getting jealous as hell, he is younger than me."

George smiled at the lad and ruffled his hair saying, " Thank you, you did an excellent job there I really enjoyed your sucking."

The boy smiled proudly and his thin chest swelled with pride, he then stood up and walked to where his burnoose was lying and dressed himself then bowed to us and walked out of sight towards the Gharry. I laughed softly and kissed George then said, " Well we might as well have a snooze now then we can head back when it cools down a little."

We lay back and dozed off in the shade listening to the vibrations of the palm leaves as the afternoon sea breeze kicked up. A couple of hours later the temperature dropped as the sea breeze cooled the desert and we got dressed and picked up the remnants of our picnic stowing it in the basket and walked back to our waiting transport. The boy sat up and climbed down removed the horses nose bag and tipped out the remaining water stowing the bucket under his seat. He climbed onto his seat as we climbed aboard and he cracked the whip stirring the horse into a reluctant trot and we headed back towards the crowded city. We kissed and hugged and George thanked me for the great day and told me he loved me deeply, I returned his feelings and told him I couldn't wait for the war to finish so we could be together for good.

We reached the hospital and I walked George inside after he thanked me again as we shook hands and hugged gently. I told him I'd see him tomorrow then he walked inside and I returned to the Gharry and said to the boy, " Back to the barracks thanks young man, will you be available tomorrow morning I'd like to have you drive us again?"

The boy nodded eagerly and asked what time I'd want him, I told him about 10am would be fine and he nodded and said, " I'll be there as you request."

I leapt from the carriage as we stopped at the barracks, I handed the boy double what he asked for and said, " The extra is for you not your boss, tuck it in your burnoose lad."

The boy had tears in his eyes as he saluted and drove off into the evening traffic as I turned into the barracks. I nodded to the duty Petty Officer and walked down the passageway to my room, I grabbed my towel and hurried to have a shower before bed. I quickly showered and dried off then padded back to my bed and collapsed onto my cot and dropped quickly off to sleep after my very enjoyable and exciting day.

I slept like a log all night and awoke at 7am as the sounds of people moving about the building began to disturb my sleep. I stretched and sat up in bed my mind rested and relaxed the break from the war doing me good due to the trauma and tension ebbing away. I felt like a new man partly from the rest but mainly due to my love for George, he had completely taken my mind off the violence of the world around us.

I arose and dressed wandered lazily down to the mess and found neither the red head nor the British sailor at breakfast so I found a table to myself and ate a leisurely meal topped off with three cups of hot tea. Rested with a full stomach I sat back surveying the mess hall, watching the passing parade of sailors and troops as they came and went. I killed time until it was 930 then I wandered out to the veranda at the front of the barracks and sat on a bench watching the bustling pedestrian and road traffic. The time ticked on and at 0955 the familiar Gharry pulled up in front of the building and Brian stood up and walked to the carriage, the boy beamed happily at him as he climbed aboard. The whip cracked and away they went heading for the hospital and when they arrived there was George seated on a bench in the front of the building Brian leapt down and George handed him a basket saying, " My shout for dinner today mate."

I stowed the basket and helped him climb into the Gharry watching his muscular arse as he climbed in I then followed him aboard and with a whip crack we were off out of the town again. They had set up a military check point on the outskirts of the city and we had to produce our passes to the red capped military policemen on duty armed with sub machine guns, they checked our papers then asked where we were heading and wished us a good day. We headed for the oasis again and after an hour we arrived and climbed out carrying the basket with us, George invited the boy to accompany us and he said he would as soon as he'd watered the horse and put its nosebag on.

We reached the pool and stowed the basket in the shade then placed the wine into the pool to keep it cool, we stripped off and sat in the water, cooling off. The boy joined us and stripped off, his flaccid cock flapping about as he ran and jumped into the water, he grinned and cavorted about like a young seal then he tired and came across to sit with us in the water. George gave the wet lad a cuddle and a kiss, the boy's colour deepened as he blushed and dropped his head looking down obviously embarrassed. His small penis floating upright in the clear water began to thicken and grow until it poked up against his thin belly.

I smiled at George seeing the lad's embarrassment and now his cute cock was peeking out at us. The boy stood up and hurried away to sit under a palm in the shade as he tried to regain control over his pig headed excited tool. I turned to George and we kissed desultorily as my hand caressed his burgeoning manhood, he slipped his tongue into my mouth and tried to poke it down my throat, I sucked on it hungrily and sighed saying, " I wish this damned war was over and we were lying on the banks of the beautiful Swan River instead of this bloody oasis in this cursed country."

George held my face between his hands and looked deep into my brown eyes saying, " It would be great to be back home but it is terrific to steal these few days together here in this foreign land. I know we are soon to be separated again but let us make the most of the time we have together."

I felt a huge lump in my throat form as my eyes misted over, I was close to tears and he kissed my eyes softly saying, " Don't cry my love let us be happy with what we have together here."

I dropped my face to his smooth chest and sobbed saying, " But we have so little time I've got to return to my ship in a few days, I don't want to leave you here on your own. I have a premonition that something bad is going to happen soon to one of us."

He lifted my face up and said, " Well lets not waste any time then, I want you to bury your cock deep in my body, then you can leave a part of you, your life juice, in me to keep me company when you've gone back to sea."

I looked up at him and gasped, " You mean you want me to fuck you? I always thought you were the giver not the taker."

George smiled at me and said, " In our relationship I feel we should share everything and that includes our sex so we can truly be a couple."

I kissed him fervently and he said, " I'd love to lie on my back so you can stuff me and I could watch your sexy face but due to my wound and ribs I think we should do it with me on my side as I am now. It will take the pressure of my chest area."

He reached into the pocket of his shorts and pulled out a small jar of Vaseline handing it across to me saying, " Here lubricate my hole with this, it will be too awkward trying to eat my hole in this position."

I unscrewed the jar scooping out a finger full of the lube and poked gently into his tight ring, he winced and I felt him tighten up so I waited, with just the tip of my finger in his pursed arse lips, until I felt him loosen slightly. I gently inserted my digit deeper inside his furnace hot anus, he moaned and tightened again so I waited for his acceptance again. He nodded and said, " Put it all the way in Brian I'm ok now, the initial pain has eased, see if you can get a second one in now."

I eased my middle finger back till the tip was still inside his tight ring the I added my pointing finger and pushed them in gently, he tried to pull away and I stopped pushing, I was only up to the first knuckle. He sighed and I felt him push back on my fingers so I allowed him to do it by himself and his hole swallowed both fingers, I began to twist my digits around and open them slightly. His hole relaxed and he moaned as I finger fucked him I worked a third finger in and he took it manfully, I knew now he was beginning to really enjoy the sensation. I whispered in his ear, " Are you ready my lover?"

He nodded his blonde head and gasped, " Oh yes Brian fuck your man tool into my wanton arse."

I pulled my fingers out and positioned my trembling cock into his back passage, the knob being kissed by his twitching puckered lips, I pushed gently against his slight resistance and he tensed momentarily then a grunt sounded from his slightly open mouth and my cock slipped deep into his raging hot depths. I felt my pubes crush against his buns as I reached his behind; his arse cheeks were clenched tight increasing the pressure on my pulsing cock. I groaned and bit his shoulder gently not wanting to leave a hickey on his bronzed skin, George groaned loudly and humped his arse back on my dick then he raised his right leg up opening his hole further so I could ram completely into his trembling body.

George's head arched back onto my shoulder and I looked into his exquisitely satisfied face, his eyes half closed and his lips parted while his tongue tip caressed his full lips. I kissed his small ear tonguing deeply into the hole sending further tingling sensations through his body to tease his brain further. He shuddered and groaned backing onto me firmly as I began to pound into his superb chute, my breathing increased commensurate to my thrusting. My hands reached around his body to pinch and tease his erect nipples, the nubs hard as pebbles in my fingers. He shuddered harder and his gasps for air increased, I saw movement and the young Arab lad was lying in front of George and he began to suck the oozing rock hard tool.

George screamed loudly and began to hump into the lad's mouth, driving his hard on deep into the boy then ramming back onto my raging cock, I felt my balls back up and that incredibly hot feeling sweep through my nuts as I started to void my seed as far up George as it would reach, his ring began to clench tightly onto my cock as he unloaded into the young lad's orifice. We lay there for some time recuperating then my shrinking cock dropped greasily from George's clamped ring, he sighed and said, " Oh shit I was hoping you would stay there for a while longer, I feel as though you have deserted me Brian. My arse is feeling empty but wet and squishy at the same time, you must have let go one bloody huge load in my tunnel."

The young lad was lying beside George his face grinning smugly as he rolled some of the cum he had sucked from the man's thick cock around in his mouth. Brian looked at the young Arab and said, " Would you like to come here and suck my penis now?"

The lad looked at him and smiled then nodded as he remembered the money Brian had given him yesterday so he decided that it would be ok to suck the big friendly Aussie sailor. He crawled around George and I lay back on the grass giving the lad an open go at my flaccid greasy cum and juice covered prick. The swarthy young lad crawled between his spread thighs and bent his head down to suck the slippery cock; he sucked it into his lips tasting the dual flavour of cum and arse juices. He obviously enjoyed the taste and sucked me to an erection speedily, my cock was throbbing again as I watched the kid bobbing up and down on my tool. George turned around and began to lick the young lad's sweaty sand covered arse cheeks causing him to increase his fellatio on my pole.

He was whimpering and bobbing faster and taking my tool right down his young skinny throat, I could see his mouth swelling and the bulge in his throat as he took me deeply. I clasped his greasy black hair and rammed my pole as hard as I could into his orifice, he struggled a little so I let his head go and he carried on sucking like an expert. I soon felt the magical feeling as I neared my second climax the boy obviously must have felt my cock expanding but he kept working while George now had two fingers up the lad's tight slim arse. I groaned and arched, the boy sucked hard and drew my semen gushing from my urethra into his gullet and he swallowed my nectar without gagging in the least.

The lad pulled off my empty pipe and licked his lips and George removed his fingers from the lad's rectum and we all lay back exhausted and decided to have a nap in the shade. Time passed quietly as we enjoyed the restful surroundings of the oasis and we slept together for three hours until the sun began to burn us as it passed across the sky. We awoke and shifted around the tree into the shade again then decided to eat our picnic lunch we opened the basket and removed the sandwiches the hospital kitchen had prepared for George, we handed a packet to the boy who looked to see what was in his ensuring it wasn't anything he couldn't eat but George had ensured the sandwiches were non confrontational to any religion. We fell to with great gusto and soon demolished the meal then George pulled out the desert a fruit salad which tasted great and went down a treat then the white wine from the pool was opened and we lay back against the tree trunk and sipped the cool wine.

George asked me to not make plans tomorrow as he wanted me to come to the hospital after lunch, at 2pm, as there was something official on and he wanted my company during the proceedings. I said, " No worries mate I'll be glad to be there for you what's it all about?"

He just grinned and said, " You will find out tomorrow my impatient friend just bide your time."

We relaxed again and let our meal digest feeling very lazy in the warm afternoon, we felt too lazy after our great sex to do anything after our meal. The afternoon passed gently by with us enjoying one another's company and the odd kiss and cuddle and as the time arrived for us to get dressed and return to Alexandria we packed up our gear and walked out to the carriage. In an hour we were again stopped at the road block and as the red caps were new they thoroughly checked our papers and searched the gharry to ensure there was nothing hidden there. They waved us through and we clip clopped our way to the hospital where George climbed out and I passed him the basket gave him a hug and said, " I'll see you tomorrow mate at 1.30 is that ok?"

George smiled and said, " Yeah you can come a little early but the fun begins at 2pm and I'm not telling you about it before hand."

I laughed and said, " You are a secretive sod, but I'll be patient and I hope it's worth all the secrecy."

I climbed aboard the gharry and we trotted back to the barracks, I again gave the lad a big tip and he grinned and said, " I pick you up at 1.15pm and take you to Mr. George at the hospital boss?"

I smiled and said, " Great but if you get a chance at a big job don't blow it for us eh?"

The lad smiled and said, " I do anything for you Mr. Brian, you very good to me, I like you very much."

I reached up and squeezed his thin thigh and said, " I like you too Hussein, if you can make it tomorrow I'd love to go with you to the hospital."

He bobbed his head and whipped the horse and pulled away into the thronging transport, I walked in and headed for my room. The room opposite was occupied by a new face, a petty officer from the submarine service, I nodded to him and closed my door to have a rest before I went out to get a meal as I'd missed the evening mess call. I lay on the bunk for a while thinking of what George had on tomorrow and I couldn't think what it might involve, maybe a concert party or something but I would have thought that would have been advertised around the town. I shrugged and decided it would wait till tomorrow and got up and wandered out to find a café where I could get a feed, there was a small one just around the corner so I wandered in and they gave me the hand written menu, I chose some vegetable soup and some coffee as I didn't feel too hungry. They brought the dinner and I toyed with it for a while then as it cooled down I scoffed it and drank the thick Turkish style coffee, paid the bill and walked back to the barracks.

I turned in early and fell into a deep dreamless sleep and hardly stirred all night, I awoke in the morning and got up showered and had a crap, then I dressed and wandered down to the mess hall for breakfast, I ran into the duty P.O. and asked him what happened to the red head and the big Brit sailor, he told me the red head had been ordered aboard one of the Australian destroyers while the Englishman was being shipped to Gibraltar on the returning convoy. I grabbed a copy of the Alex Times the service newspaper and took it to my room to pass the time, I lay on the bed and began reading and found out what was going on at the hospital. The army was dishing out a few gongs, medals, this afternoon so I now knew what George had been hiding from me, I wondered if he was getting a gong himself.

The midday mess call sounded and I hurried down to a hot meal of Zeppelins in the fog or sausages and mashed potatoes, reconstituted spuds not real ones though. It was enjoyable non the less and I felt full when I finished, the clock showed it was nearly time for me to leave so I went to my room and polished my shoes and adjusted my uniform then left and headed out to find Hussein waiting at the entrance. I jumped aboard and away we trotted, arriving at the hospital to find George seated on the bench at the entrance in full uniform, looking exceptionally handsome and smart in his newly washed and pressed khakis, his boots spit polished and his gaiters and belt freshly blancoed with the brass polished. He was a picture of elegance with his cap on his head, he saw us arrive and leapt to his feet looking at my clean uniform my bell bottoms showing my package well. He came over and grinned and said, " You heard what was going on did you?"

I said, " Yes it was in the Alex Times, I read it after lunch. You are a sneaky devil, why didn't you tell me what it was?"

He laughed and said, " I wanted to surprise you is that a bad thing?"

I grinned and shook my head and I asked if Hussein could also watch the ceremony. George said, " They wont let him in to the ceremony because he is a Wog, I'm sorry Hussein if it was my choice I'd be glad for you to be there. Why don't you wait here I'll pay the hire fee and we will come out to see you when it finishes, how's that sound?"

The boy looked sullen then grinned and said, " It not your fault Mr. George I know how the authorities think of us Arabs, we are just servants and scum in their eyes. I like you both very much and I know you don't think the same way, I'll be glad to wait but for free it is my gift to you both."

I gave the lad a hug and two passing red tabbed staff officers looked disgustedly at us and said, " Damned Colonials! Those bumpkins have no idea of the proper decorum, fancy hugging a Wog it's disgusting."

We left Hussein outside and followed the two officers up the wide driveway, they entered the portico and the guards came to attention smartly and presented arms in salute as the officers walked past acknowledging their salute with a wave of their batons touching the peak of their caps. We walked in behind them and followed them to the large hall off the corridor there were a few men standing about chatting and they snapped to attention and saluted the pompous pair of staff officers again the barely acknowledged the men's actions just a vague wave of their pudgy hands.

They moved up onto the raised dais at the front of the hall where a trestle table had been set up draped with the Union Jack flag and with chairs lined up behind it, they sat down and pulled out their cigarettes and lit up blowing a blue cloud of smoke into the air. We stood together watching the preparations and a public address system was installed and tested, then a junior officer, a captain, entered the hall carrying a brief case and took it up onto the dais. The officer opened the case and removed about 25 small boxes and some paperwork setting it all up on the table.

The senior officers a major and a colonel fussed about organizing the boxes in a line and then they sat back down and relaxed watching the doorway, we heard some vehicles drive up to the entrance and the captain called the gathered men to take their seats and settle down. We shuffled into the second row and sat down waiting for the next development, we heard footsteps marching in step up the corridor from the entrance and the captain called the room to attention. We stood and snapped to attention as a small group of brass entered, with General Wavell in the lead, he marched to the dais and took his position in the center of the table with the junior officers spread out on each side.

He looked around at the gathered troops, removed his cap and gloves and laid them on the table and smiling said, " At ease men, you may be seated. We are here today to award medals for brave acts carried out in the face of the enemy, I'm very proud to be able to congratulate you brave soldiers and issue you with a token of your country's appreciation."

There was a subdued murmur in the hall and I took a hard look at the General, he looked gaunt and tired the stress of war was taking a heavy toll on the man. I can remember when he first arrived here he was very alert and fit looking now he looked tired and worn. I think the medal investiture was a bright spot in his overworked routine trying to stop the advancing Afrika Corps.

The medals winners were called one at a time and a brief resume of their brave act was read out then the medal was presented. When George was called to the dais he marched up smartly and then the General read out the reason for the award, George although badly wounded had saved his squad by single handedly attacking a German tank leaping onto it and throwing a grenade into the turret killing the crew. He had then collapsed due to blood lose falling to the ground and his mates had carried him back to the first aid station, where it was touch and go whether he would pull through. His mates had rallied around and organized a couple of compatible blood donors and had saved his life as he had theirs. The General presented him with the D.S.C., Distinguished Service Cross, pinning it to his shirt then shook his hand and asked how he felt now, George thanked the General blushing and said, " I'm improving day by day sir, the staff here are tremendous."

The General smiled at him and said, " I hope you are soon completely fit young man, we need men of your caliber to stop those damned Krauts. May I also congratulate you on your promotion to Sergeant."

The General saluted George who returned it and spun on his heel and marched smartly away from the dais. He marched back to where I was sitting with a look of complete awe on my face, he sat down next to me and I just gawped at him speechlessly. He grinned and squeezed my knee saying, " Wake up Brian, have you lost your tongue?"

I stammered trying to put my tongue in gear then said, " Why didn't you tell me of your exploit? You should be proud of what you did, I'm so proud of you I could burst."

George looked at me blushing and replied, " You know how I am Brian, and I've never been one that enjoys a fuss."

I grinned at him and said, " A fuss, boy if only I could earn a fuss like you just got I'd be over the bloody moon. We are going to celebrate this honour later mate I can tell you. I think real booze up is called for if we can find enough booze that is. We were very lucky finding the wine we had for our picnics. "

The ceremony dragged on then when all the medals were issued the General invited everyone to stay for some food and drink, there was a racket of trolleys being wheeled into the hall and food was laid out on trestles at the rear of the room, then some orderlies appeared carrying crates of beer in and setting the grog out on another set of tables. The hubbub of voices increased at the sight of the beer even though it was Pommie stuff, it was still alcohol, albeit nowhere near as strong as our good old Australian beer.

The General stepped down into the body of the hall and mingled with the troops chatting happily with the men, his red tab officers kept in their own little group ignoring the rank and file the only other officer in the scrum was the young captain who was the General's aid de camp. The captain came across to where we were standing and shook George's hand congratulating him on his valour, George introduced me to the man telling him we were mates back in Australia and how I had brought him to Alex on the destroyer. The captain looked at me with admiration in his eyes and said, " You are on those old rust bucket termagants from the Aussie navy, I respect you for what you are doing to supply Tobruk it is an awesome task for such old and poorly armed vessels. I wish you the best luck in your endeavors."

We stayed there chatting for hours then the General announced he had to leave and return to headquarters but we were welcome to stay and finish all the food and drink. We stood to attention and saluted him as he left the room, then someone called out, " Three Rousing Cheers for General Wavell, HIP HIP HOORAY."

Three times the rousing salutation boomed from the men, the cheers following the General as he marched down the corridor to the entrance, a slight smile on his face as he left the hospital and climbed into his waiting staff car a drab sand coloured Humber sedan. The saluting driver closed the door and ran to the driver's door jumped in and accelerated away with two military police outriders on motorcycles clearing the way for the car.

The party broke up at 5pm and the men drifted away to their duties George and I walked outside and walked down to the road to find Hussein still waiting in the Gharry asleep, we walked over and I shook his leg to arouse the boy. He sat up rubbing his eyes and blearily looked around, I said, " Hey my little friend did you have a good sleep?"

He nodded and smiled then he noticed the medal on George's shirt, his eyes lit up and he said, " Oh Mr. George you have a medal now, that is good."

George blushed and said, " It is nothing Hussein just a trinket from the authorities."

The boy looked at him and shook his head saying, " No Mr. George it is very important thing it means much in your army."

George patted the boy's knee and said, " Ok Hussein have it your way little mate, now you'd better get Brian back to the barracks."

Hussein smiled and placed his hand on George's giving him a squeeze and said, " Ok Mr. George I get him back now, you need me tomorrow? We go to Oasis again?"

I looked at George and raised my eyebrows questioningly he grinned and said, " We could go if you don't mind having fun with a sergeant Brian?"

I sniggered and said, " Sergeant or whatever your still just George to me you great twit."

George laughed and said, " Ok Hussein we will need you tomorrow matey, and around ten in the morning I think eh Brian?"

I nodded and said, " Yes that sounds about right can you make it ok Hussein by ten o'clock?"

The boy nodded vehemently and said, " Yes boss I be there at that time for you." I thanked him gave George a quick hug and said, " See you in the morning mate, I'm so very proud of you. Have you told your folks back home yet?"

He said, " I wasn't certain what medal I was getting so I didn't say anything they should know I was wounded by now but it takes a couple of weeks to get a letter back home."

I said, " The army would have told your family you were wounded in action so now you'd better write them a long letter telling them the good news and stopping them worrying."

He smiled saying, " I've written saying I'm here in hospital and that I'm ok now I can tell them I've been promoted and won the medal I suppose. I know if I don't you probably will tell your folks and they will tell mine eh?"

I sniggered and said, " Yes I probably will do just that so you'd better do the right thing."

I climbed into the Gharry and said, " See you tomorrow stud can you organize more tucker from the hospital for us?"

George nodded and said, " Yes that should be fine, I'll see you then. Bye Hussein see you tomorrow too."

We trotted off into the late afternoon sun and soon arrived back at the barracks where I paid the lad and said, " See you in the morning Hussein."

He bowed and cracked his whip to gee up the horse, driving away rapidly.

The next morning I met Hussein at tem o'clock, we trotted through the traffic to pick up George, he was waiting in the usual spot on the bench at the entrance to the driveway. We pulled up and loaded the basket into the Gharry and away we went out of the city, the old horse seemed to know it was going to the oasis where it would rest all day then return home. It seemed quite eager to get there as it trotted briskly along until we saw the police roadblock in the distance, the red caps flagged us down examined our passes and saw the new sergeants stripes on George's sleeve then noticed his D.S.C. ribbon on his chest. They became very friendly then and waved us through wishing us a good day, Hussein cracked his whip and the nag took of quickly and the police post soon disappeared in the distance.

We trotted along the road and saw a huge convoy of heavy trucks approaching in the distance, they got closer and we saw they were an artillery unit towing their 25pounder gun carriages behind. They droned past chatting with us as they droned past on their way into Alex, they were being transferred to the front and we wished them luck. We wondered how many of these lads would survive the hail of shells from the German forces once they opened fire on the wily and much stronger Krauts.

The green palms came into sight in contrast to the barren wind swept dunes of sand and the horse trotted faster eager to reach the shady green retreat, we pulled into the edge of the trees and George and I climbed out of the carriage carried the picnic basket across to the shade near the pool and waited for Hussein to hobble, feed and water the old horse. He finished and joined us as we stripped off our uniforms, we were nearly nude when we heard a vehicle approaching up the road so we kept our underwear on and Hussein didn't disrobe at all as we waited to see if it kept going past our picnic spot.

The motor sound got louder and louder then it stopped moving and the engine switched off, I cursed under my breath and we waited to see who had arrived. Figures moved through the trees and three British officers appeared, a captain and two lieutenants. They saw us standing there watching them and they smiled, and the captain said, " Good Morning men, having a little picnic are you? I hope you have the appropriate papers with you, but I'm sure you must have."

He walked across and held out his hand waiting for us to hand our passes over, we fumbled in our shirt pockets and produced them to him, he glanced at them and nodded saying, " Very good, I hope you don't mind us having a swim in the pool chaps, but we are hot and dusty from a long drive and we need to freshen up a bit."

He looked at Hussein and said, " I say boy go tell our driver to watch the car and you'd better go look after your filthy old nag as well. It's not suitable that you see us undress, go on push of or you'll feel my boot on your backside."

Hussein scowled but turned and slouched away, both George and I were livid at the superior arrogance of these men, their complete disregard for the feelings of the lad made our blood boil. They began to strip off their Sam Brown webbing belts and pistol holsters dropping them on the grass then they removed their shirts and shorts then sat down to undo their desert boots. They stood up exposing their pale torsos, the demarcation between their sun tanned legs and arms very obvious as they moved down to the water. We lay back and ignored them as we chatted together about their poor treatment of our young driver, we both hoped they would have their swim and then get on the road again leaving us in peace to enjoy each other.

They swam and paddled around the pool then walked out to lie near us on the soft grass, their bodies stretched out drying in the hot air, we casually observed their groins and I must say that the three of them seemed to be well endowed down there. All three were pretty smooth except for legs; arms and pits although the captain had a light dusting of dark hair on his chest with an interesting little tight treasure trail disappearing into his baggy underpants. I could see into the gaping fly of his pants and there was a very dark mass of pubes visible but I couldn't see his tool.

We waited and waited but the officers seemed in no hurry to head off so we got up and walked away through the palms to find Hussein and our lunch. We didn't feel like eating with the officers around so we decided to eat at the gharry with young Hussein, as we came out of the trees we saw the army car parked in front of our carriage, the driver had the doors open for coolness but we couldn't find our lad, we heard some muffled sounds seemingly coming from the car so we walked across to it and there was our driver pinned to the front seat his mouth gagged with his burnoose. The burly English driver his pants around his feet rooting the naked lad roughly, he was driving viciously into the dark slender arse, slamming into the ravaged anus and grunting like the pig he was. Hussein pinned there with his head thrown back, a grimace of pain on his smooth dark face and tears pouring down his cheeks, as he bounced with the slamming attack on his tight bum.

We crept up behind the burly man and I spoke very quietly saying, " Get the fuck off that child you fucking animal before I break your worthless neck."

The man froze in mid thrust, he hadn't heard us approach and he turned his red flushed face to where we were standing right behind him, George had picked up a stick about a foot long and five inches around. The driver said, " Piss off you perverts I'm busy can't you see that, this little faggot is getting what he wants and deserves, all young Wogs love being fucked by men."

George aimed the stick at the man's arse crack where we could see his brown freckle, I told him again to leave the boy alone and he ignored me so I nodded to George who slammed the stick straight up the clacker of the man. The force of entry into the guy's unlubricated anus tore his tender ring and the thin crimson lining of his rectum as it pierced his body brutally, the man screamed as he lurched forward unfortunately driving deeper into the lad. We could see blood running from the butt of the stick where it protruded from the splinted pierced muscle of the man's sphincter, dribbling down onto the fat balls then dripping to the sand below.

I reached in and grabbed a handful of the guy's short hair and began pulling him from the lad's body, the guy was groaning in pain as he slowly moved back and I watched his huge cock inching out of the boy's ravaged rear end, the knob began to pull out dragging the soft crimson rectal lining out of the boy until the boy screamed into his gag as the fat helmet ripped from the tight clutching anal muscle. I saw the crimson lining draw back into the bruised puffed swollen sphincter as I dragged the man out of the car and dropped his sobbing body to the ground. Hussein was sobbing on the seat and the man was whimpering in pain as his arse felt the stick move inside his damaged hole as he moved.

We heard the officers approaching from the oasis; they had heard their driver's screaming they approached quickly pistols drawn as they searched for possible enemy troops. They saw only the tableau we made and they looked at the driver writhing about groaning, the captain looked at us a nasty expression on his face and demanded to know what was going on. I nodded into their car's front seat and he peered through the windscreen to see our young driver naked and gagged crying there, he looked at the driver and realized his trousers were round his feet and a look of utter disgust crossed his arrogant face. He turned to his fellow officers and said, " This useless animal of a driver has been dipping his penis into the filthy behind of a native, bad enough he is a homosexual but to get his enjoyment from using filthy diseased native whore boys is just too much I'm afraid. Place the disgusting pervert under arrest and we will head down to Alex and hand him over to the Military police Whallas."

I turned to George who was as dumbfounded as I was at the unbelievable attitude of these supposed leaders of men, I shook my head and we bent lifting Hussein out of the Vauxhall staff car and carried him into the trees laying him down in the shade on the grass and helping him into his burnoose. The officers dragged the rapist to his feet and ordered him to dress himself then they sat him between them in the rear seat as the captain took the wheel and tramped on the accelerator slewing the heavy car around stirring up a dust storm and roared away down the road towards Alexandria.

We chatted and comforted the still traumatized youngster until he stopped sobbing then we asked if he wanted to clean himself up in the pool, he nodded and we helped him hobble down to the water as we removed his burnoose so he could step into the water, I noticed blood trickle down his leg and I stopped him submerging and said, " Come here Hussein I think we should have a look at your arse you are bleeding."

The boy stepped back to the bank and I bent him over and spread his legs wide then pulled his cheeks open, we inspected his puffy red ring and I asked George if he still had the Vaseline he nodded and went to the picnic basket dug out the jar and brought it over. I took of the lid and delved into the gel then began wiping it on the bruised flesh gradually opening him gently and slowly as he relaxed. I soon had his ring relaxed so I slid a finger of each hand into the swollen muscle he shivered as they entered and I felt him tense, George saw the problem so he put his arm around the boy's narrow shoulders and kissed him on the lips saying, " Relax my little one we are trying to help you just relax we don't want to hurt you."

Hussein began to relax so I gently pulled the circular muscle open and peered into the crimson depths, apart from the bruising I couldn't see any obvious tares inside his colon bit I found a slight split in the sphincter muscle that was weeping a little blood. I allowed the ring to close and slipped my fingers out then I bent and kissed the bruised flesh and licked him slicking his hole with my warm saliva. Hussein sighed quietly and I felt his ring twitch then he mumbled, " Thank you Mr. Brian that felt nice when you did that."

I gently stroked his slim firm arse cheek and said, " Ok little one you seem to be ok just a tiny cut in your tight little ring, have your wash then we can eat dinner. I'm so sorry for what the bad man did to you."

The boy smiled sadly and said, " Thank you both for helping me that man hurt me bad."

We smiled at him and replied, " We wouldn't want our favorite driver and friend to be raped like that."

The boy slipped into the water and washed himself then floated for a while in the soothing coolness, we unpacked the meal and laid it out on the blanket we found in the basket, the nurse who organized the meal thought of everything. Hussein stepped from the water the droplets beading, glistening in the bright sun against his brown young sleek body, the tight little black triangle of wet pubes lying flat on his prominent pubic mound as his delightful very dark penis hung over his tight silken nut sack. The sight was astoundingly beautiful against the shining blue water and green grass, it was the substance dreams are made from and both George and I gawped in wonder at him as our cocks leapt erect. We lay back stroking one another's erections, we were soon climaxing as we watched the boy glistening in the sunlight, Hussein watched us and began to jerk his hard on as he moved towards us.

We opened our legs and he knelt between them as we continued to stroke hard, George and I approached climax as Hussein arched back thrusting his slim bony hips towards us, his cock pulsed and began to spray his thin juice all over us causing us to ejaculate in unison. Cum flew through the air in all directions some landing on the grass where it lay glistening like tiny pearls in the sunlight while most splattered across our naked flesh where it felt like hot globules of mercury as it landed. We collapsed back on our backs our excited bodies heaving and quaking from the extreme pleasure of achieving a massive ejaculating as a group.

Hussein began to lap the pearls of semen from our bodies tasting a mixture of all our sperm as it blended together. He licked and sucked sending tremors through our bodies as his wet tongue slathered and lapped across our naked flesh, the boy cleaned us up and there wasn't a single speck of semen to be found. We were now starving hungry and the boy had had an entree so we fell to and demolished the food and drink with a vengeance, there was soon only crumbs and the dregs of the wine left, we felt surfeited our stomachs full and our balls empty a perfect day to say the least. We relaxed in the shade and had a siesta after cleaning up the remnants of our repast; all three of us drowsed in the warm air. The afternoon flew past and we were soon heading back to the city, George left us at the hospital and I got out at the barracks as usual. I gave the boy his usual double fare and he pocketed the tip secreting it in the folds of his burnoose.

I waited in my room for the evening mess call and sauntered down to eat even though I wasn't really that hungry, it was probably a hang over from the ship where we were usually a little hungry even after eating. Dinner finished I wandered up to my small cubicle of a room and yawning decided again to turn in early. I fell asleep quickly and slept like a log all night, the fresh desert air and the sex was having an effect, in that I was tired out and at peace when I went to bed.

The last days of my leave followed the same path with me seeing George and Hussein driving us about the desert, and we all enjoyed our sex together on the last afternoon Hussein decided that he wanted us to have sex with him, his earlier rape had given him the urge to find out what man sex was really like if done gently, he trusted us and liked us enough to want us to enjoy his young body. The experience was magical his tight young body given freely was unreal, he was like a furnace inside his incredibly tight tunnel, our cocks were treated to the joy of his bowel muscles working their magic on our tunnel stretching tools. Hussein was thoroughly stretched and rooted when we finished with him he lay there like a sweat covered rag doll his body lathered with perspiration, his bowels filled with cum and his young nuts drained completely. It was a fitting farewell to the young lad and I think he would have fond memories of our taking his cherry properly. He drove us back to the town and both George and I gave him a large tip, he was happy and sad when he knew it was our last trip out to the oasis and as he drove away he was in tears. George and I had tears in our eyes as we watched him drive off, then we had our own farewell and I was very nearly reduced to a blubbering wreck, only the thought of other servicemen seeing us crying enabled us to contain the tears.

The next morning I packed my duffle bag and headed to the docks, as I left the barracks Hussein and George were parked outside and they drove me down to the wharf area. We sat there talking quietly about what could be organized for the future but as it was war nothing could be certain until peace was reached. The time for me to leave arrived and I squeezed their hands and hopped out onto the roadway, George handed me my duffle bag and I set off towards the dock gates, as I reached the police post I turned and waved goodbye my two friends waved back and I could see Hussein crying again as he waved. My papers checked I dejectedly walked through into the dock yards, I walked along till I found my water bound home and climbed up the gang plank saluting the stern as I stepped aboard.

The petty officer of the watch greeted me saying, " Have a good leave Brian? I hope you did things are getting hectic on the Tobruk run now, those bloody Jerries are sending bombers nearly every day."

I looked at him and noticed how tired and gaunt he appeared and I said, " Yes thanks, I caught up with a mate from home we spent a really great week together, he was one of the wounded we carried back from Tobruk. Let's hope they push Rommel back soon, then maybe we can get a little peace."

I made my way below to stow my gear in the port mess and when I walked in I saw a familiar red head seated in a corner polishing his boots, I dropped my duffle and walked over saying, " Well I heard you got posted to one of our ships but I didn't know it was mine, how are you?"

I held out my hand and introduced myself as I realized we never exchanged names when we met at the barracks I said, " G'day my name is Brian, I realize we never exchanged names when we met the other day."

He smiled and said, " Hey Brian I'm Julius, it's good seeing you again, have you just joined the ship?"

I said, " No I was on leave for a week, have you just done a Tobruk run? How was it?"

Julius looked at me shaking his head and said, " It was bloody hell they attacked us going in and out of Tobruk, late in the afternoon before we arrived the high altitude bombers bombed us then next morning the bastards tried again. We had bombs falling all around us like autumn leaves it was bloody scary Brian." I nodded and said, " You were lucky they were bombers not Stukas those nasty buggers nearly drop their bombs down your throat. They get much closer than the bombers before releasing their bombs. Tell me what job have they given you on the old bucket?"

Julius replied, " I'm working in the engine room, I'm being trained as a greaser, it's a filthy messy job but it's vital for the smooth operation of the engines I suppose."

I nodded and said, " I hope you will learn to like the task maybe you can transfer to another department later on."

He grinned and nodded then continued polishing his boots, while I unpacked my gear and stowed it away. I felt and heard the engine room bells sounding as the bridge telegraphs were tested and the whining grinding of the turrets swiveling back and forth as their movement was tested. The ship was getting ready to get underway and we would soon be called on deck for leaving harbor stations.

The ship was beginning to stir the engines were vibrating through the hull then the pipe for leaving harbor whistled from the p.a. speakers and we hurried on deck to line up on deck as the ship caste off lines and began to head out towards the entrance. The antisubmarine net tender opened the huge steel net to allow us to exit and closed it behind us as we cracked on speed and began the long trip up the Med. to Tobruk. We relied on our speed to avoid enemy submarines as we zig zagged through the water and at the speed we were doing our asdic set was not able to operate.

The trip was uneventful until we neared our destination about 100 nautical miles from Tobruk the lookouts reported aircraft off the port bow and we knew we were going to cop it. They were damned Stukas, oh how I hated these vile planes they terrified me in their desperate attempts to sink us. They flew over above us then banked around on one wingtip and dropped their noses as they began to dive vertically. The scream of their inbuilt sirens caused my blood to chill as they plummeted down from the blue sky standing vertically their propellers pointed straight at us.

Our guns opened fire frantically the black bursts of antiaircraft shells bursting at pre determined heights as we reset the fuses frantically trying to keep up with their descent. The guns were able to catch one of the planes it pulled out of its dive and wobbled away towards the distant coast trailing smoke, the other three bored on towards us, the Pom Poms opened up then the various machine guns began to spray the sky. The damned Stukas flew through the hail of shells and bullets then reached their bomb height and released their loads. The black dots wobbled and then straightened whistling towards us, the ship was weaving away but too slowly and although the first two bombs narrowly missed us the third plunged through the deck above the engine room. It pierced the wood and steel then exploded in the engine space blowing a gaping hole through the side of the old hull.

The old hull shook and heaved almost out of the water as her hull was torn open, the screams of the surviving members of the engine room crew as the shrapnel tore through the compartment combined with the high pitched whistle of high pressure steam escaping in the confined space. The ship lost way as the sea broached the hull and poured into the engine room, the crew on duty killed by the explosion, flying shrapnel or the super heated steam from the ruptured steam lines as the space filled with the scalding hot white fog. We were dead in the water as the victorious planes headed back to their base, the captain ordered a coded radio message be sent calling for assistance and a British fleet destroyer was not far away and was coming to our aid, it would arrive after dark so we had to keep afloat till then and pray that the aircraft were finished for the day as it was getting late.

The ship wallowed sluggishly in the slight swells and they got the pumps going to try and keep the areas on either side of the engine room dry. The swells punched against her torn hull slopping in and out of the gaping hole, leaking fuel oil smoothing and shimmering on the surface in a rainbow of clour, I saw a body drift from the opening and float away. The body was nude, its clothing either blown off or burned away, he was burnt crimson by the hot steam and strips of skin were flapping obscenely as he drifted slowly away, turning around in the current.

The sight made my stomach revolt and turn over as I spewed my last meal over the side in a technicolour yawn, I wiped my mouth and sat there dejectedly with my legs dangling over the side as I hung over the guard rail, watching the long tell tale spreading swathe of fuel oil drifting away to the horizon hoping no U-boat was nearby to finish us off. I wondered what happened to my red headed friend, Julius, I hoped his demise was painless and quick.

Time passed and the sun dropped below the horizon, twilight darkened into the safety of darkness, we waited hoping there were no submarines in the area, two hours after sunset the larger more modern destroyer appeared out of the gloom. She edged alongside and the two captains conversed, ours saying he thought she would survive a tow and the English captain agreeing to attempt the job.

The tow line was passed and made fast and the destroyer began to slowly move ahead we watched the hawser rise from the depths become rigid and trembling spray flying from the stretching wire then it slowly sagged back as we began to move through the water. The towing ship gradually increased speed as we bobbed and wallowed along in her wake, the ship creaking as she rolled. The tow continued for about an hour when we heard creaking sounds from deep in our hull, the damage control crew below contacted the bridge and said the bulkheads were buckling under the pressure of the water as she was towed. The captain ordered them to shore up the bulkheads using heavy timbers and he signaled the towing ship that they needed to slow down the tow or risk losing the ship.

The English commander said, " If we go any slower we will be sitting ducks in the morning when the aircraft returned to ensure she was sunk and they may sink both ships as the tow would keep their ship from dodging the bombs."

Our captain said, " Just slow for half an hour while we shore up the bulkheads, then we could increase speed again."

He agreed but for no longer than 30 minutes then he would increase speed again. The crew worked frantically with the heavy timbers and they finished just as the tow began to speed up again. We wallowed along but the groaning and creaking increased and the men below told the captain she was about to lose another bulkhead, the captain ordered them on deck and we all sat around in the darkness listening to the terrible sounds of our gallant old ship tearing herself apart.

At 4 am there was a loud cracking bang and we felt the deck lurch under us as the bulkhead let go flooding the next compartment and causing her to heel over further dipping the gaping hole deeper into the relentless sea. The captain signaled the towing destroyer that she was beginning to founder and the stopped engines as we hurried to cast off the towline. Our ship was now listing heavily to starboard and was down by the bows as she wallowed lazily, the destroyer pulled alongside and we began to climb up the heavy boarding net she lowered to our deck. The crew helped us over the rail and then when we were all aboard our captain climbed up carrying the ships log and the weighted bag containing her secret papers and codebooks.

The destroyer pulled slowly back as we watched her bows slip slowly under the surface, her hull rolled over and as we steamed away we saw her nose dive as her stern stood vertically her rudder and screws in full view against the night sky and she slowly and tiredly slid from our sight into the depths.

The daylight found us steaming at 35 knots heading towards Alexandria, our minds thinking of our dead crewmates sleeping eternally in the depths of the sea, and wondering what would happen to us now we had lost our ship.

THE END.