MANAZON (part two)
by Sasha Steele
Dalton raised his riffle to once again bash Bolt in the head with it, but Tider stopped him.
"I said I wanted him alive you idiot," Tider shouted. "Bring them both in here."
A bloody gash on the back of Bolt's head was clearly visible through his short cropped black hair. The wallop he had received with the blunt end of Dalton's riffle had succeeded only to piss Bolt off. Dalton would pay for that. They shoved Coral into a chair in Tider's tent and tied Bolt to its center post. Bolt knew they'd work him over for information and when that didn't pan out they'd use Coral for leverage.
He didn't want the Doc hurt but so far was batting a thousand on saving people. He'd have to change things up. He weighed the odds and didn't think they were too bad.
"Why?" Coral pleaded of Tider.
"Maybe you should ask Colonel Bolt that, my dear."
"Colonel Bolt?"
"Of your country's secret service I believe."
"Tider works for the Nazis," Bolt told her flatly.
"Shall we begin," Tider said. "I will of course discover everything you know. The only choice is weather your death will be a particularly painful one or a simple bullet to the head."
Coral started to cry again.
Bolt looked Tider in the eye and said, "go fuck yourself."
Tider laughed. "A hard case, our Colonel Bolt. Perhaps we should start with the dear doctor."
He grabbed hold of Coral's blouse and ripped it nearly completely off her. Coral screamed, tried to grab his hand. For that she received a pistol whipping, stunning her to near unconsciousness. At the same time Bolt got the butt end of Dalton's riffle. The blow so hard it would have broken a lesser man's jaw.
Coral lay slumped in the chair moaning incoherently. Tider signaled the third man in the tent over and ordered him to remove the rest of the doctor's clothing. The man used a knife to cut away what remained of her blouse. He cut and ripped off her frumpy khakis. Clad in nothing but her field boots, white panties and a brassier, Coral was pulled to her feet and then bound to a tent cross bar with her hands above her head.
In his haste to relieve the doctor of her clothing her raper hadn't noticed the suspicious bulge in the crotch of Coral's panties. But Tider did and, as Bolt shook off his grogginess, he saw it too. It was no small bulge. And so it was all too obvious that Doctor Coral Reese was not woman at all but just an ordinary looking man dressed as a woman. In fact, the only concession to femininity of Coral's slightly overweight body, beyond the obvious such as women's clothing, makeup and her shoulder length blond hair, was that her lily-white skin was smooth and completely hairless, as too was her face.
Tider laughed hardily. "It seems, my dear Colonel Bolt, the good doctor has deceived both of us. Shall we do it the hard way then."
He nodded to Dalton who set his riffle aside, took off his gun and knife belt and proceeded to put on a pair of heavy leather gloves. That was the fourth mistake; the others being that Tider had holstered his side arm and turned his back while the third man who had stripped Doctor Reese had not as yet retrieved his riffle left at the doorway. It was all Bolt needed.
Coral had come around, and realizing her predicament began to cry.
"I'm going to enjoy this," was what Dalton started to say but never finished.
With a loud crack the center pole Bolt was tied to snapped and the heavy canvas tent came crashing down on all of them. Bolt was as powerful as he looked. There was a moment of confusion for all but Bolt who quickly snatched Dalton's gun belt and retrieved the knife from it. He freed Coral's bound hands and cut them an escape hole through the canvas. They made the jungle on the run and managed to slip into darkness unscathed.
"What do we do now?" Coral bawled. "There's nowhere to go."
"We need to make distance as quickly as possible."
"To where?"
"Quickly and as quietly as possible. Don't talk anymore. Just follow me and try to keep up."
"How can you see in the dark?"
Bolt was a highly trained operative and was no fool. When things started going down he'd made contingencies. He had sneaked out of camp, stole supplies and weapons and stashed them along a trail only he could find, especially in the dark. Bolt knew they would just pepper the jungle with bullets and if they did come looking for them, which he doubted, it wouldn't be till the morning light.
Bolt found the trail he'd marked and followed it to the stash of confiscated supplies. Then they continued on down the obscure trail until he figured it was safe enough to bed down for the night. Coral's fright had given way to pure exhaustion. So as soon as they stopped she collapsed to the ground.
"Get up," Bolt said. He pulled Coral to her feet. "Help me set up the tent.
He had a small one-man tent. Not much bedding.
"We'll have to share," Bolt said.
Coral knew it was necessary for them to share the tent for survival sake. The jungle at night is after all full of all sorts of dangers. They couldn't carry on beyond the trail Bolt had marked and couldn't lay down exposed to the elements. She helped him set it up. Bolt stripped to his underpants. Then they crawled inside and lay down back to back on the meager bedding.
And so for the first time in his life Bolt laid down with a man in women's undergarments. A man who was no doubt gay. But what troubled Bolt was how he felt about it. He had become attracted to Coral. And now, even though he knew that she was a he, Bolt couldn't fathom why he still had feelings for her. And it was not just platonic feelings. Bolt had an erection. Christ, I'm falling for a guy, he thought.
Coral was deep in her own thoughts. She had fallen in love with Bolt. He was after all the man of her dreams. She thought that her exposure as a man would have revolted Bolt. Yet here he was the knight in shinning armour who had come to rescue her. And they were so close they were touching. Coral could feel the heat of his magnificent body. Feel the rise and fall of his manly chest as he breathed. She wanted to roll over into Bolt's powerful arms. Wanted to kiss him. To press the hardness her throbbing cock into him. God she wanted to fuck him.
Coral's white panties were wet where the tip of her throbbing member tented them outwards. She chanced taking hold of her hard cock.
Bolt heard Coral whimper.
"You okay?" He asked.
"I can't sleep," she said.
"Me neither."
"Want to talk?" Coral asked.
"Sure. You first."
"I thought you might hate me now that you know I'm...I'm."
Coral had lived as a woman for so long she couldn't even say she was a man.
"Please don't hate me."
There was a long awkward silence and Coral wished she hadn't pointed out that Bolt was in fact laying there with a gay man. What a stupid thing to say to a straight guy, Coral thought. He probably does hate me.
Then Bolt broke the silence. "I don't hate you Coral." He turned to her. "I think I'm in love with you."
"Oh Bolt," Coral whispered as she rolled over into his arms. Their lips met. They kissed passionately. They pressed their hardness one against the other and undulated their hips in rhythm to their breathing as it escalated along with their arousal. Bolt's hand found her crotch and he pressed down on Coral's raging hardon causing her to shuddered.
"Oh please," Coral whimpered, "please."
Bolt threw a leg over and knelt straddling Coral's legs. He leaned down on to her and kissed her desperate lips. He slipped a hand under her brazier and felt the hard nipple on soft flesh. Moved his body lower. Coral raised her hips pressing her stiff pantied cock against Bolt's bare chest. She pressed down on his wide shoulders wantonly in an attempt to bring his face to her cock. He moved further down, kissed her soft stomach.
"Oh god please," Coral moaned, "please."
Then Bolt's lips found Coral's rock hard cock. He kissed along its thick shaft to the wet spot in her panties at its tip. Took it in his mouth causing Coral to tilt her head backward and moan loudly through her open mouth. Coral Grabbed the back of Bolts head and undulated her hips as if attempting to fuck his mouth through her panties.
Bolt stopped and looked up into Coral's face. It was dark but he could see well enough that, though not strikingly beautiful, without her glasses Coral had a womanly enough face though she was no woman. And even if he never before had a cock in mouth, Bolt wanted Coral's now. He withdrew it though the leg hole of her panties, took it full into his mouth and Coral went wild.
It wasn't that Bolt was a natural born cock sucker, though we all are, that he pleased Coral the way he did. It was like Coral used Bolt's mouth to please herself. She took hold his head and never let go as she fucked him like she had never fucked anybody before. And Bolt didn't mind one bit. In fact he loved having his mouth fucked Coral.
Coral heaved her hips mercilessly plunging all nine inches of her burning cock into his throat and Bolt didn't even gag. Not that Coral knew or cared at that particular moment as she was lost in ecstasy. Coral had not fucked a man in long time.
When Coral came it was with a force that rocked Bolt's head back. But he held and drank all that Coral had to offer. To Bolt's surprise he liked the taste of Coral's cum. And so he sucked her dry and licked her cock clean. Then it was Bolt's turn.
"I want you to fuck me Bolt," Coral whispered when her passion had finally abated.
Bolt knelt up and took Coral's panties full off. The front of his own underpants were soaked with precum. Coral rolled over onto her knees, ass raised, offering herself to Bolt. He spread Coral's ass cheeks. She could feel his hot breath on her backside. Coral's ass smelled sweet, earthy, a smell like none other. Bolt kissed Coral's ass cheeks. Then ran his tongue up her crack, which caused Coral to shudder. And she moaned as his tongue entered her hole.
Bolt ate Coral's ass savoring the taste of it until his cock could wait no more. He released it and drove hard into her on the first thrust. Coral wreathed and moaned as Bolt fucked her. She had forgotten how wonderful that too felt. And how more wonderful it was when Bolt filled her with his hot cum.
Their passion temporarily slackened, they lay in each others arms talking.
"What are we going to do?" Coral asked.
"We're going after them."
"You don't mean that."
"If there is gold out there, I can't let it fall into Nazi hands. Besides, you still want to find out about the Manazon don't you?"
"You really think we can stop them?"
"Sure," Bolt said. "I think we can do anything."
He put his hand on Coral's cock. It was hard again.
End of part two