man, whose hips rested on another seat slat toward the stern of the boat. The black man was crouched behind this, and, as I drew neigh, I could see that the black man, who had one strong arm planted in the small of the redheaded man’s back, was pumping the most huge, blackest cock I’d ever seen in and out of the redhead’s ass.

I stood there and watched in shock and awe for the longest minute, feeling my own cock coming to life at what I was watching. The redhead turned his face to me, and I recognized the Scandinavian tourist who had returned from the sea on Peitr’s fishing boat the day I engaged Peitr’s services.

“Yes, may I help you?” the black man asked me in a polite voice with a Dutch accent that resonated across the cove even though he had spoken in a soft tone.

“Peitr sent me,” I stuttered out. “He told me to give you this money and to ask for a waiheilah.”

“OK,” the black man grunted and gave me a broad smile with flashing white teeth. “Excuse me,” he said to the redhead and pulled out of him and rose and stepped out of the dugout.

I drew in my breath. He was completely naked, except for a thin leather belt around his waist that was attached to a knife sheath that ran down his thigh and that was held close to his leg with another thin leather strap around his thigh at the bottom of the sheath. He was magnificent, just as Peitr had said he’d be. He was nearly seven feet tall and had European features but was black as ebony. This happy combination no doubt resulted from many generations of mixed breeding on this small island. And everything on him was big and round and curvy and rock solid, something that a bodybuilder would have paid big bucks and invested most of his youth in at a serious stateside gym. The biggest part of all on him was his dong, which jutted straight and long and thick and dripping with precum out from his body in honor of what he had been engaging in when I had arrived, and his big heavy balls that swung freely between heavily muscled thighs.

“Come over here with me, please,” he told me. And he led me to the edge of the sand beyond the bow of the boat and took, first one of my wrists, and then the other, and tied them to cuffs that were chained to two palm trees. My arms were now chained out and above my head, and I was turned, helpless now, facing the boat.

“I’ll be back shortly,” he said, “This gentleman has a bit more time left on his hour.” Then the black giant returned to the dugout, crouched behind the Scandinavian, and thrust his blunderbuster back into the redhead’s ass. The redhead screamed out in ecstasy and set his hips churning as the black giant plowed him with deep strokes that brought his cock all the way out to the surface only to be quickly buried to the hilt. The black man only stopped long enough to slowly spin the redhead onto his back and then to start pumping again. The redhead yelled in delight in whatever language he preferred and brutally stroked his own cock until he’d shot his load all over the black man’s belly. Then he just laid back and enjoyed the rest of the long ride and threw his head back and