Date: Wed, 18 Mar 2009 02:02:13 -0700 (PDT) From: James Jones Subject: The Houseboy and the Officer The Houseboy and the Officer by justjames17. Ivan had been transferred to the Russian Consulate in the wonderful tropical island of Bali; he was a military attach� and escorted the Consul to official events. Ivan was a young lieutenant in the Russian Army and was chosen for this plum job, as his uncle was a high-ranking member of the Russian Government. Ivan flew half way round the World to take up his position on arrival he was met at the airport by an Consulate driver who whisked him through the customs and out to the waiting car. The hot humid air hit Ivan like a sledgehammer and he instantly started perspiring in his heavy uniform as he watched the colourful parade of locals and tourists milling about the caf�'s and shops. The young officer was tall swarthy complexioned with black hair and very dark brown eyes, he was 5'9" tall and a sleekly muscular fit 148 lbs, Ivan was a very much desired by both females and males, all told he had had a great time in his home land. Now here he was a world away from his cold mother Russia in a foreign land of hot sun and humid heat, a land of bright colours and strange scents. The car slowed and pulled up at the Consulate gates where a couple of uniformed Asian police officers checked our identities, they spoke into their radios and the gates slowly opened. The car drove through where two Russian guards again checked their identities before saluting and waving them on to the huge double story building with the Russian tri-colour flag fluttering in the breeze. The car stopped at the main entrance and there stood one of the most ravishing lads Ivan had ever seen, he was a local Balinese boy wearing a colourful red and yellow sarong, his bare incredible cut golden brown torso glistening in the sunlight, his muscles rippling as he breathed, a white necklace of white shells around his neck contrasted with his toned flesh. The lad's stunning face surrounded by a mass of tightly curled sun bleached brown hair; Ivan felt a strange sensation deep inside him as the two locked eyes. The lad pattered down the stairs and picked up Ivan's suitcases carrying them up the steps and loading them on a trolley, Ivan picked up his carry all bag and followed this apparition inside the Consulate. The front reception desk was his next port of call where he presented his papers to the receptionist; he greeted Ivan and thanked him in Russian then told Ivan to follow the boy who would take him to his quarters. He also advised Ivan he would have the rest of today and tomorrow to rest before the Consul would see him. Ivan followed the lad to the lift and they rose to the second floor, the lift stopped and the doors opened the lad led the way down the passageway with Ivan following him his eyes on the full mounds of the lad's muscular arse as they swayed enticingly beneath the sarong, Ivan shook his head and tried to control the strange thoughts he was suddenly contemplating. Ivan had not thought of homosexual sex in a long time, this wonderful lad was arousing desires he thought had been lost long ago when he started dating girls at 15 years of age. The lad opened the door to a room and ushered Ivan inside then wheeled the trolley inside and unloaded the two suitcases placing them on a low bench near the door, Ivan looked around the room and liked what he saw, it was quite luxurious after what he was used to in the military. A huge king size bed dominated the room, a small table and two upholstered chairs, a large built in wardrobe and a door leading to a bathroom, he walked to the bed and dropped onto it removing his cap and tie before undoing his uniform jacket. The lad stood quietly near the door watching Ivan, Ivan looked back at him and smiled as he asked, "Is there something else?" The boy's face flushed darker as he blushed and turned hurrying from the room closing the door behind him, Ivan shrugged his shoulders and slipped off his jacket then unbuttoned his shirt dropping it with his jacket tie and cap on the bed. He stretched and yawned then began removing his serge trousers folding them and adding them to the pile. Ivan scratched his balls through his underwear and resettled his family jewels before lying down on the top of the bed under the swirling blades of the large slow moving ceiling fan. Ivan yawned again jet lag was settling in and he suddenly felt tired, he decided to take a nap for a couple of hours to recuperate. Ivan awoke bleary eyed he lay there wondering what woke him and heard a tapping on the door, he called out, "Come in." The door opened and a trolley appeared bearing covered dishes, the cute lad pushed it into the room, Ivan sat up rubbing his eyes as the boy stopped the trolley near the table and stood looking at the handsome officer as he sat there in his briefs and singlet. The lad spoke softly, "Your lunch is here sir." Ivan looked across at this awesome apparition of male beauty and smiled, "Thank you but what is your name?" The boy blushed and replied, "Ketut sir." Ivan smiled saying, "That is a nice name it suits you." The lad blushed cutely at the compliment, Ivan found this charming and he smiled at the boy, "Do you live here in the Consulate Ketut?" The lad nodded and replied, "Yes sir my mother is a cook here so we live in, as my father was killed in the terrorist bombings three years ago, he worked in Paddy's Bar." Ivan had heard of the bombing and was shocked to hear this, he felt a huge sorrow that the young lad had learned so young about death and destruction here on this tropical paradise. He looked at the lad and saw tears forming then a tear trickled down his soft bronzed cheek, a soft sob issued from the boy and Ivan couldn't help but get up and move towards him putting his strong arms around the firm fit young body hugging him. Ketut snuggled into Ivan's chest and he shuddered as his tears burst forth saturating the man's singlet. The two stood holding each other in the center of the room for some minutes until Ketut calmed and thanked Ivan then apologized for crying and wetting his singlet. Ivan gave him an extra squeeze and released the lad, Ketut moved to the trolley and fussed with the plates setting the meal out for Ivan who sat on the chair and watched the boy's actions, his stomach rumbled hungrily making Ketut giggle shyly. Ivan fell to and began eating as the lad stood beside him watching him devour the hot spicy food with relish, Ketut smiled as he saw the handsome officer enjoying his mother's cooking as he poured a cup of hot tea for the man. When Ivan had finished eating Ketut cleared away the dirty crockery stacking it on the trolley as Ivan sat back and lit a cigarette, sucking the smoke into his lungs and slowly releasing it as he sighed happily then said, "Nothing like a smoke after eating Ketut, it finishes off a good meal beautifully." Ketut coughed a little as the acrid smoke irritated his lungs then he said, "If you say so sir, but I fear it is bad for your health." Ivan glanced up at the lad and nodded, "Yes Ketut I know it is but it is a bad habit I learned in the military, I wish I could stop smoking." Ketut smiled down at the man and spoke softly, "Maybe I can assist you in giving up sir?" Ivan grinned and chuckled, "He, he, he, that would be great if you could do that Ketut I'd be truly in your debt if I could kick the nasty habit." With that Ketut began wheeling the trolley towards the door he paused as he gripped the door handle and smiled looking back over his shoulder, "I'll give the matter a lot of thought sir." Ivan grinned and nodded, "Thanks Ketut, you are a very special lad and I'd like you to call me Ivan when we are alone." Ketut blushed again and thanked Ivan then opened the door and moved through with the trolley, Ivan lounged back in the chair smoking and thinking how stunning Ketut was and how he'd like to get to know him much better. Ketut returning to the kitchen also was thinking along the same line, something about the new dashing young officer attracted him deeply. Latter that evening he was again knocking on Ivan's door with his dinner on the trolley after serving all the rest of the Consulate staff, he wanted to serve Ivan last so he could spend time with him and learn more about the man. Ivan called for him to enter and he opened the door to find the young officer still clad in his underwear, clean fresh undies after he'd had a refreshing cold shower to wash off the sweat of the day. Ketut could smell the scent of the soap and shampoo he'd used, it was standard issue in the Consulate and everyone used it rather than spend their money buying other products. Ivan moved across and sat at the table his legs spread apart and exposing his well-developed genitals, the hot tropical climate seemed to have increased his size somewhat. Ketut couldn't help glancing down at the tantalizing sight bulging those tight white y fronts, he blushed and immediately looked away and began serving the meal but not before Ivan saw him staring at his crotch. Ivan thought to himself that Ketut's interest was about on a par with his, an intriguing wonder at what each of them had down there, he wished he could glimpse this awesome lad's bulge too but the sarong efficiently hid it from view although now and then there was a vision of a bulge under the colourful material. The evening meal was equally scrumptious and the aroma had Ivan's mouth salivating as Ketut uncovered the dishes, Ivan fell to with a will and began scoffing the steaming satay chicken main course. Ketut again watched Ivan eating with relish and smiled, he loved watching this man really enjoying the food his mother and he prepared. As Ivan ate they chatted and Ivan told Ketut he had nothing to do tomorrow, Ketut smiled and replied, "I too have the day free maybe I could show you around the town, be your guide?" Ivan chuckled as he thought that he couldn't think of anything he'd enjoy more, "Maybe you could take me to the beach and we could sun bake and swim?" Ketut thought about this development and felt a thrill run through him, to go swimming with this handsome well built man would be thrilling, he nodded and said, "That sounds wonderful, have you brought swim togs with you?" Ivan nodded and said, "Yes I bought some specially before I left home knowing I was coming to this wonderful paradise. But I'll need to be careful as I'm pretty pale as it is winter in Russia and I'll burn easily." Ketut nodded, "You will need plenty of sunburn lotion on to stop that happening." Ivan nodded and said that they could buy some on the way to the beach, Ketut agreed and replied, "I won't need any I'm already tanned." Ivan smiled and nodded, "That you are, you look so fit and healthy compared to my pasty sun starved skin." Ketut blushed and mumbled, "But you look so fit even without a tan sir I mean Ivan." They made arrangements to meet tomorrow and Ketut removed the dishes and took them back to the kitchen, they stacked the dishes in the machine and set it going then he and his mother tidied the kitchen and he told he he was going to show the new officer around the town before they went swimming, his mother told him to be a good boy and have fun. They turned off the lights and retired to the small cubicles they slept in off the kitchen. Next morning Ketut served the breakfasts and collected the dishes before he met Ivan outside the Consulate and they set off to see the sights. Ivan was wearing bright board shorts and a t-shirt along with a floppy hat, sunglasses and sandals with a backpack containing towels and other gear; Ketut was wearing a sarong with his speedos underneath and was bare footed. They window shopped and watched the throngs of tourists listening to the huge variety of languages as the crowd moved about them, Ketut showed Ivan where Paddy's once stood, a vacant block with a huge plaque showing the country and names of those killed and the many bouquets of flowers placed in memory of the victims. The two stood close together holding hands as they each prayed silently; moving on they wended their way to the beach slowly to Jimbaran beach. They joined the crowd of beach goers and spread out their towels on the warm sand, Ivan stripped off his boardies and t-shirt then reached into his backpack retrieving a bottle of suntan lotion, he began spreading the factor 50 cream on his arms while Ketut removed his sarong exposing his muscular legs and tight speedos. Ivan's eyes roamed up and down over the incredibly beautiful body standing in front of him, he was entranced by the lad's sheer beauty, the incredibly taut muscular body was dazzling. They massaged the lotion into each other's skins even though Ketut didn't need it, Ivan just took the opportunity to feel and rub his hands over that superb young body experiencing the hot muscles made slippery by the cream. Ketut was quivering as Ivan's hands caressed his body and his teen tostle began to chub up causing him to roll hurriedly onto his stomach. Ivan caught a glimpse of his excited erection that caused his own to stiffen in his togs. Soon both were on their stomachs with the heat of the sand helping to maintain their throbbing erections. The day went well after the initial embarrassment and the two guys swam and frolicked in the tepid sea, by the end of the day Ivan was very pink even though he'd used the sun protection and Ketut's golden tan was a little darker. They had a meal at the Caf� Nyoman right on the beach eating amongst the happy tourists, after eating they headed back to the Consulate saying goodbye before they arrived at the gates, entering singly they made their way to their rooms and after showering they collapsed on their beds thinking of the time they spent together and remembering the massaging touches on their bodies and the fun of their wrestling in the sea, their wet slippery bodies almost naked and feeling each other up as they wrestled. Both guys ended up seeking relief and their hands flying frantically up and down their excited erections brought them to huffing puffing moaning eruptions of creamy sperm before they cleaned up and dropped into deep sleep. Over the weeks Ivan settled into the easy routine of this distant outpost of his homeland, Mother Russia, the aide's requirements were light, infrequent official appearances left plenty of free time to enjoy the islands and the easygoing atmosphere. Bali was recovering from the horror of the 2002 terrorist attack and the tourist numbers were growing daily as people began to gain confidence and return to holiday there. The local Balinese were overjoyed and happy after a lean couple of years, their cash registers were ringing again and life was good. Ivan and Ketut's friendship blossomed and they spent as much time together as they could, their relationship was still non sexual as neither wanted to upset the other although it was very difficult to control their burgeoning desires. Every night their beds creaked as they flogged their excited cocks dreaming of each other's hot bodies, Ivan's body now tanned and almost as dark as Ketut's made both guys eager to do more than they had but still their upbringings were hindering their progress. Ivan growing up in Russia and the military had been taught that it was wrong to indulge in gay liaisons while Ketut being Asian was fearful of shaming his family and his ancestors. They continued to hang out together swimming and touring on their days off, then one day they were sitting on Jimbaran beach after eating at Caf� Nyoman their regular hang out when at the beach. The night was sultry with lightning flickering high up in the night sky as the thunderheads built, the music and laughter from the happy revelers in the caf� drowned out the distant rumbling of thunder. Ivan and Ketut sat close together sharing the intimacy of the night when suddenly there was an incredible mind numbing deafening bang, the night lit up with a flash and debris flew through the air landing all about the people on the beach. Ivan was hit on the head by a large chunk of a table top knocking him senseless as blood began leaking from the gash onto the sand, Ketut stunned and deafened sat there stupefied from shock as shrieks, screams, cries and moans filled the dusty smoke filled air. Flames flickered inside the wrecked caf� as it began to burn, the initial shock wore off and the uninjured people on the beach gathered their senses and began running towards the smoking burning wreckage to help the injured. Ketut looked round for Ivan then realized he was lying inert his head surrounded by blood stained sand, Ketut lifted Ivan up and cradled the unconscious officer on his lap as he wept fearing the man was going to die. Sirens wailed in the night as ambulances, fire trucks and police cars raced to the area, the survivors staggered from the wreckage some collapsed to the ground. Chaos reigned until slowly the fires were brought under control and the wounded were whisked away to the hospital that had been upgraded hugely after the 2002 bombings. Ivan was loaded onto a stretcher and Ketut left alone weeping in the darkness, he gathered up their belongings and began to make his way back to the Consulate to report what had happened to Ivan. Ketut arrived at the Consulate in a disheveled state and covered blood the guards grabbed him not recognizing him and he was searched, his identity was discovered and he was rushed inside when they discovered Ivan's wallet in the backpack. Ketut was escorted to the Consul's office where he related what had happened. The Consul immediately phoned the hospital to alert them that a member of his staff was being admitted amongst the bomb victims. He dispatched his secretary to the hospital with Ivan's identity papers in his briefcase; the man was to search until he located Ivan and then to stay there until he had news of Ivan's condition. Some hours later the Consul let Ketut know Ivan was alright and that he would return to the Consulate the next day all going well, Ketut was relieved as he'd been terrified at the thought of losing Ivan. Ivan lying on a cot in the hospital had been happy to see the secretary's friendly face and have his identity confirmed, the doctors had stitched up the large gash in his scalp after shaving off his hair and told him he would be kept in for observation until the next day. Ivan tossed and turned in the casualty ward, the constant noise prevented him sleeping, his head ached abominably and he was worried about Ketut, was he ok? He'd been too confused and suffering shock when he saw the secretary and he'd forgotten to ask after his young friend. Both guys now realized how much each meant to the other and how they had wasted so much time, they also realized how fragile life was and how anything could happen to separate them. Ivan and Ketut vowed not to waste any more time and come what may they were going to profess their love for each other. Next day Ivan was being discharged and he turned to gather the packet of painkillers the doctor had prescribed, he saw Ketut standing there in his sarong. The two guys stopped in their tracks then rushed together throwing their arms about each other and they kissed passionately in front of the nurse and the secretary who had brought Ketut with him to pick up Ivan. The secretary smiled and clapped his hands in applause as he said, "Bravo you at last are being open about your feelings, we have been wondering how long it would take for you guys to break down and admit your love." They three left the hospital and drove back to the Consulate Ivan and Ketut together in the back seat holding hands and grinning inanely. That night they consummated their love in Ivan's bed, each taking turns on top. The end.