Date: Sun, 17 Jun 2007 17:54:33 +0100
From: Anthony Thomas <antomuk@hotmail.com>
Subject: Customs Part 1

Customs -- A gay story by Anthony Thomas. Chapter One

Only continue if your scene contains M-to-M sex.  Multiracial, forced,
watersports, S&M. [It takes a couple of pages to get going]

If you only reading to be shocked or under age of consent or against law
where you are then please go elsewhere.

However -- if enjoyed author may be contacted as Antomuk@hotmail.com

Other efforts by this writer can be found on Nifty under 'Authors',
'Anthony Thomas'


I'd never had a customs examination like this before, but then I'd never
had it suggested I should leave the country either.  I suppose the report
I'd submitted suggesting the defence Minister was on the take had been a
bit strong, but a medical just to get his own back was a bit much.

  I was really sorry to be leaving.  Generally I liked the people, the
weather, the food, and especially the willing night time companions.

However, I'd regrettably taken the warning seriously and was now parked
outside the dusty customs post undergoing a full inspection of my luggage
on a table in the rear compound whilst probably my car was undergoing the
same out front.  Just had to hope they didn't damage it or steal too much.
It seemed I really had got the ministers back up.

Every had seemed normal as I pulled up at the boarder crossing in the
bright sunshine.  Getting out to enter the custom post to have my passport
checked as I'd done so many times I took little notice of the bunch of
trainees exercising in the rear compound.  Normally the site of a dozen or
so half naked, young, brown and black bodies would have received more than
a quick glance but my mind was on other things today and their being way
out here rather than at the main camp, as normal for new recruits, nearer
town didn't register.

Handing my passport over the counter the first shock was when the smiling
black face told me, 'The Captain wants to see you.'  I'd never had trouble
before and had nearly always used this post on my in and out of the
country.

The next was being taken out back where the Captain sat behind a table on
the shaded veranda, facing fenced rear compound. 'You've annoyed the wrong
people,' he told me.  'Sorry.  I've been instructed to give you a full
examination before you leave.'

How he managed to say that with a straight face was beyond me considering
he'd been one of my favourite regular night time companions.  Six foot of
jet black well developed mid thirties manhood with a cock that knew just
how to make itself felt, several times a night.  He'd told me a couple of
nights ago that fucking my white arse was more fun than his wife or the
boys he had when on duty.

One of the things I was sorry to be leaving behind was the countrysides
freedom from any hangups when it came to gay sex.  It was taken almost for
granted.

My cases were carried in, placed on the table and quickly examined.  No one
bothered the contents much and they were quickly closed and put down
leaving the table bare.

'Everything OK then?' I asked.

'I said a full examination,' the Captain replied, looking me straight in
the eye.  'These recruits are here to watch hows its done,' with a wave
toward the young men who had now, I noticed, stopped exercising and had
gathered round a few yards off. I supposed he was giving me a warning of
sorts not to place any faith on our previous meetings. Considering we'd
actually had a fumble in the room behind him one evening and half the
others staff were aware of it had no bearing on this situation.

'What do you mean by a full examination then?' I asked.

'Medical.  To make sure you are leaving the country in the same state you
entered.  Don't want you making complaints later of hash treatment or
anything.  My Sargent will take photos to prove it. Strip off.'

Medical?  Strip?  Here in the open air with all this audience?

I looked him in the face to receive the slightest of grins and head nod.
It seemed there was no choice.  Obviously the Minister had sent the
trainees out so they could report back that Id been properly embarrassed as
I left.

I had no real trouble striping off, about half the regular staff had seen
me that way at different times and it took only a few moments to remove my
shirts, shorts and jock, standing in just bare feet and old trainers I used
for driving.

'Turn round,' the Sargent said, and he couldn't help grinning.  Last time
he'd seen my naked arse was about a month ago when he beat it and pissed
over it before he fucked me nice and long. All he had on now was a pair of
tight fitting khaki shorts, his muscular dark brown body glistening with a
light covering of perspiration in the sunlight.

The only problem was, as I turned and saw all those young virile sweating
black bodies dressed just in thin cotton exercise shorts that left little
to the imagination, my cock took off on its own and stood to attention in
response.  That brought a round of grins and sniggers as fingers pointed
and whispers began.  The contents of at least half the shorts, from what I
could see, responded the same way.

After a couple of clicks with the camera the Sargent told one of the other
custom officers to check I wasn't smuggling anything out of the country and
told the lads to gather round and see how such an examination could
proceed.

The officer told me to open my mouth and then used his fingers to feel
around inside it 'Empty,' he said, before wiping his hand down my front,
flicking my nipples on the way.  'Have to make sure there's nothing here,'
lifting my ball sac and gripping it tightly.  He pulled it to one side and
then the other as if showing everyone there was nothing hidden. They all
seemed to crowd closer for a better look as he pulled and twisted my balls
causing me to grimace and flinch.

Then dropping my balls, grabbed my shoulders and spun me round to face the
table again.

'Bend over.'

'What?' I asked.

'Rectal exam,' said the Captain, this time with a smile.

Oh Hell!  I bent forward, resting my hands on the table.

'Right over.'

Hands took my arms and lowered me fully on to the table.  My face was
almost off the other side looking right into the Captains crotch, my arms
dangling over the edge.  My cock and balls were pushing at the other table
edge with my legs on the ground.

The Captain pushed his chair back and stood up, to remove his shirt.
Before he sat back down, , he bent and whispered in my ear. Then louder, 'I
sent for the Minister when we heard you were leaving through this post.'

'You can take this, you may even enjoy it.  I've got no choice but I'll do
what i can if it gets too much.'

As he sat back down my legs were roughly kicked apart and almost before I
knew it my ankles and wrists were strapped to opposing table legs. As I lay
there, helpless and exposed, I heard a car horn outside the compound, the
sound of gates being opened, car drive inside and stop, gates close and
then a couple of car doors slam.

I only had noises to go on.  With my head in that position all I could see
was a few feet of floorboards and the Captains crotch.  He stood up again,
moving his chair back.  'Here he is Sir!  Just as ordered.'

A new pair of feet appeared in my view, highly polished boots accompanied
by a voice I knew.  'I didn't much like that report you submitted.  Caused
me some problems.  Made me loose face.  So now I'll make sue you loose face
also.  When the staff here have examined you fully, and shown my new
recruits how its done, then they'll turn you over to them to practice for
the evening.  And it will all be filmed.  Lets see what your paper has to
say about that then. Its not my scene so I'll just stay to see you started.
Look forward to the film though.  What do you say to that?'

There wasn't much I could say was there.  And I knew it wasn't his scene.
He'd rather rape prepubescent girls.  It was only his position as Defence
Minister that allowed him to get away with it but rumours had started to
get around. They may have been easy going as far as gay sex was concerned
by hetro sex outside marriage was a big no.  He'd be caught out sooner or
later.  I just hoped it was sooner. Anyway.  I just kept my mouth shut.

'Show the lads how a full examination is done Sargent.'