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"Jayne Boyd 009: Coldfinger"

Part 2, By Jotto

Angus reached for the gun he had tucked into his waistband and tried to aim it at Jayne. Jayne saw the gun, and with a twisting jerk of his body caused Angus to fumble his gun down to the floor. And then, just as his orgasm was cresting, Angus tried to reach for his gun again and got his fingertips on it. Jayne had to react fast or it would be over for him. Jayne's legs scissored tight around Angus's neck and snapped his spinal cord in two. Yet another hole punched into his license to kill. A part of Jayne did regret having to kill such a physically beautiful creature even if he had the heart of a foul beast.

Jayne gently released the deceased thug to the floor, "Sorry gorgeous, but I am a man with glorious purpose."

Jayne rose up on his feet and launched himself backwards and crashing onto the floor causing the chair to break into a dozen pieces. As he stood back up, he tore the shackles from his wrists a grabbed Angus's gun that was lying beside him. As the spy pushed himself away from the dead henchman, his hands lingered as they slid across his muscular arms and reflected on the lost beauty with a bit of Shakespeare.

"What's past is prologue."

Jayne snapped out of it and was once again in full agent 009 mode and readies himself for the action that is about to ensue. No time to try and wrestle the skin-tight clothing off of Angus to cover himself, he has to get out of there now before the submarine that is waiting for him just off shore declares him missing in action and leaves without him. Time is of the essence and modesty is a luxury he can't afford. Jayne cracked the steel door open and saw the corridor is teaming with a half dozen guards and henchmen. No time to wait for the right time, but surprise will be on his side as his foes are sure to be taken aback by the sight of a naked man running at them with gun a blazing.

A little more Shakespeare to charge himself up, "Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more."

Jayne bolted out of the room and charged down the corridor right at the men who stood between him and freedom. He doesn't wait for them too notice him and starts shooting them right away.

He shot three of the men dead with one shot each sending their bodies flying into the remaining men causing them to fall and flounder. And sure enough, the men were stunned by the sight of a naked man with his big dick flopping around sprinkling the last few drops of an orgasm with a gun a blazing. The men scrambled for what cover they could find in a largely featureless corridor. Jayne couldn't distract himself with the thought that those men he just killed were beautiful and may have had lives outside of their sinister duties, it was simply a matter of them being in the way of him performing his mission, a mission that could end up saving the free world. That is what he truly believed.

Having studied blueprints of Coldfinger's lair that had been acquired by agents that skulk their way thru computers, Jayne was quick to find is way out and up from the dungeon and emerge heroically in all his naked glory to bath in the hot light of the sun. He used two of the three remaining bullets to frighten away the guard that stood between him and the perimeter fencing. Without the protection of his clothing, Jayne scaled a large tree to avoid the electric shock of the fence. Thanks to the flood of adrenalin in his system, his climb up the tree was and flung his superb body over the electrified rod iron. And in a dash, he had the coverage of the thick forest foliage to make his escape possible.

Jayne gave little thought to how it hurt his pedicured feet to run through the unforgiving jungle or how titillating it was to go full Tarzan as he ran naked through the wilderness. All that mattered was getting back to the submarine in time. In no time at all, he was back at the coast and retrieved his scuba gear that he had hidden behind a boulder. Unfortunately, his catsuit that had doubled as his wetsuit and it been stripped off him and destroyed by Coldfinger.

There were some early morning fishermen that just happened to be there when Jayne showed up and were amused by the sight of a handsome naked man strapping on a tank, mask, swim fins, and a weight belt. Living in a highly criminal area of the island had taught these fishermen not to question such things. Jayne spotted them looking at him while gearing up and just played it off like it was just another day.

Jayne waved with a disarming smile as he gave a salutation in their tongue, "S̄wạs̄dī khuṇ h̄wạng ẁā khuṇ ca cạb tạw h̄ıỵ̀ dị̂ na."

The fishermen weren't sure how to respond and just gave him a thumbs up. Jayne returned the gesture as he walked Into the crashing waves walking with that awkward swim fin walk. Yet somehow, he managed to make it look good as his pendular cock swung back and forth as far as his rippling thighs would allow. Once in the water, he swam as fast and as graceful as a dolphin. He activated the beacon on his belt to let the crew of the submarine know that he was alive and on his way. Soon enough, he had spotted the undersea vessel, but as he approached it, he wondered how the captain and crew would receive him as he was extremely out of uniform.

Once he was in the airlock, the closed circuit camera captured him in all his glory for any crew member watching the monitors to see. As he stepped out of the chamber, the submariners present were all impressed with his physique and didn't mind his lack of attire. Some were even attracted to him while others began to doubt their heterosexuality. But all tried to hide their feelings in front of their shipmates as they cleared their throats and tried not to look like they were looking at Jayne.

The captain approached Jayne with a wry expression, "Bit of trouble with your suit? Misplaced it did you?"

Jayne had the slightest smile, "Sorry about that, sir. A big nasty took it away from me. Long story. But I did manage to get away with the information I was sent to retrieve."

The captain was relieved, "Wonderful, just wonderful. Where is it?"

Jayne took a breath, "Well sir, it's up my ass."

He said it so matter of factly that everybody wasn't sure if they heard him correctly. And as he shed his scuba gear, he matter of factly continued with his report.

Jayne continued, "It was the best hiding place I had at my disposal. And my precautions were warranted as Coldfinger had confiscated my suit and perform a thorough search of my person. But while performing the cavity search, it seems he may have caused the drive to become impacted within me. So I do believe I will need the chief physician's assistance in retrieving it, sir."

The captain signaled the first officer to tag along and they escorted Jayne to the sickbay. Since time was of the essence, (and the captain wanted to stare at his ass), he gave Jayne no time to retrieve a towel and paraded him naked past half the crew along the way. Jayne didn't mind at bit being naked in front of a sub full of men. Remember, he was an exhibitionist, and a proud one at that. He had a perfect body and he knew it. His vanity was profound and he loved to show off his statuesque physique without discretion. And ass he walked the corridors of the sub, he would keep a score of how many men would scan his naked body. Every glance from a crewman would be a notch on his belt, if had one. Every lingering stare would earn a wink or an airborne kiss. His walk of no shame left a wake of men that came to question their sexuality.

As the three men entered sickbay, Jayne immediately drew the attention of, Doctor Armstrong. The doctor was immediately enamored with the naked spy standing before him as much as the spy was with him. The doc was an impressive assemblage of toned muscles carve out of ebony. His well tailored uniform caused Jayne to speculate what he would look like in a more intimate setting.

The captain was short with the introduction, "Doctor, this man has some vital information that he needs help retrieving, or I should say, getting rid of."

The doctor raised an eyebrow, "Okay, Captain. How can I help?"

Jayne took over, "There is a thumb drive up my ass, and due to circumstances beyond my control, it has become impacted deep inside my rectum. I'm afraid you're going to have to go in and get it."

The doctor was absolutely thrilled with the prospect of going up that beautiful man's beautiful ass. But he was a professional and maintained a pokerface as he wasted no time and guided Jayne or to the exam bed.

"Step over here, my good man."

Jayne was about to hop onto the bed, but the doctor stopped him mid jump.

The doctor cleared his throat, "No, I'm going to need you to grab…I mean, hold on to the edge of the bed."

With some anticipation of what could become a good time, Jayne turned, bent over and held on to the bed, "As you wish, Doctor…what did you say your name was?"

"Armstrong, Doctor Armstrong"

Jayne liked the sound of that as he looked at the doctor's bulging biceps that were hanging out of his shirt, "Yes, it certainly looks that way."

As Jayne assumed the position grabbing onto the edge of the exam bed, he presented his ass to the doctor. The normally good and moral doctor was stunned silent as he stared down at what was surely evidence of God and his divine work. Such perfection, such symmetry, such an alluring hue, perfectly rounded with ample tuck even as bent over as he was. A tight and healthy anus that itself was a work of art. A buttocks that should be sung about, inspire countless works of art, and could inspire men to better themselves. And all the doctor could think of is how blessed he was for being able to see it in all its' naked glory, and how wonderful the universe was that he was going to be the one to explore it inside and out.

The doctor retrieved a tub of Vaseline, and as he popped it open, "Sorry, all I have is this, but it should get me in there just fine."

The doctor was about to close the curtain around the bed, but the captain stopped him with a raised hand.

The captain shrugged, "Sorry Doc, by for legal reasons, I need to witness the chain of custody."

That was bullshit, the captain just wanted to see that bronze skinned beauty get rammed up his ass with a fist as big as a grapefruit. Every one else knew it too, or at least deduced it. But they also wanted to see it too so no protests were made. Least of all by Jayne who liked having an audience. So he tried not to smile too much as he prepared himself to give the room a full show.

The doc just shrugged, "Um, okay. But if anyone is uncomfortable with what I'm about to do this man, just step outside."

And with that warning, the doctor dipped his hand into the petroleum jelly.

The captain asked, "No glove, doc?"

The doctor countered with a quick bit of bullshit, "Well, I'm going in there blind and I need to feel my way around to find that drive while making sure I don't cause any damage to his delicate insides. Okay?"

The captain easily yielded as he was looking forward to what was coming next, "Sure, no problem. Have at him, doc."

The doc dipped into the Vaseline again to pulled out a huge blob of petroleum jelly and planted right on Jayne's brown-eye. Jayne took a deep breath as he presented his ass to the doc and pushed his hole hard against the doc's greased up hand. Doc thoroughly smeared the jelly around Jayne's crotch and took a quick grab of his voluminous balls putting his scrotum into a chokehold. The doctor squeezed so tight that Jayne's balls popped out the other side of his fist. Jayne was in masochistic heaven and delighted in the pain of having his testicular purse stretched and crushed so much that his cock responded instantly by getting hard and sprung up faster than a jack-in-the-box.

Jayne feigned ignorance, "Why doctor, what are you doing to me?"

The doc spoke softly, "Why, I'm just helping you relax. You know, just getting you in the mood to make penetration easier."

Jayne smiled a wry smile, "No problem there, Doc, I like it rough."

The captain and the first officer couldn't believe what they saw and heard. And even though the first officer was very straight, an absolute zero on the Kinsey Scale, he was still compelled to watch this sexual train wreck taking place in front of him.

As the doc's hand worked its' way up to Jayne's incredible ass, the his professionalism became compromised and the predatory beast within him emerged as his fingers took aim at Jayne's ass. He placed his free hand on Jayne's shoulder a took a firm hold of the young man. How Jayne wanted the doc's hand to slide up his neck and choke him. So he pretended the doc was choking him by holding his breath as he enjoyed the strength of the doctor's grasp at the bass of his neck.

The doctor's voice dropped an octave, "As you wish, young man."

The doctor coaxed the jelly to pile up right over Jayne's glorious hole. He rolled up his hand into a fist and spiraled is way into the spy's sacred chamber. He was gentile at first as he placed his knuckles against Jayne's anus and started to pry him open. In the doctor's head, he amused himself with the dive warning of…Dive, dive, dive! And the dive alarm klaxon blaring…Ah-oo-ga, ah-oo-ga!

Jayne gasped as he felt himself being penetrated by the doctor's strong fist. The doctor gasped at the glorious sensation of just how playable Jayne's firm ass was. And with just a few more swirls of his fist and a sudden thrust, his entire fist was up Jayne's ass.

Jayne squealed with delight like a little girl at first, but then quickly dropped the tone down to a low grunt for the sake of his manly reputation, even if he was currently bent over and taking the fist of a big black man up his ass. The doctor was ruthless as he rummaged around inside of Jayne, pumping his fist back and forth and rolling it around like a boulder careening down a cliff. It became apparent that he did not care about whether or not he caused damage to the inside of Jayne's rectum. And Jayne didn't care either. As a matter of fact, he did all he could to push himself harder onto the doctor's clenched hand that was tumbling around inside of him. And since the doctor was too single minded to give Jayne the courtesy of a reach around, Jayne stimulated his own cock by sliding across the edge of the exam bed. His hips undulating in all directions, back and forth, side to side, and in broad circular motions. The doctor barely had to pump Jayne's ass as the young spy was doing most of the work riding the doc's fist and accosting the bed with his huge cock. And for twenty minutes, the captain and the first officer were enlightened in the ways of how fisting should be performed. And performing the doc and the spy were. The pretense of this being a clinical procedure was abandoned as the two men were having the time of their lives. Especially Jayne who was reliving his adventure, being worked over by a hunky Australian, using his cock as a weapon, running naked through the jungle, scuba diving in the nude, exhibited before thew crew and fisted in front of officers of the British navy. Jayne's cock exploded dousing the bed with his sperm.

And as he climaxed, he shouted, "Oh fuck, I love being a spy!"

And as Jayne's orgasm subsided, the doc slowly pulled his fist out of his ass and unclenched his hand to reveal to the captain the thumb drive they so desperately needed. The captain was stunned by the sexual spectacle and it took him a moment to remember why he was there.

The captain snapped out of it, "Oh yes, the drive. Very good, men. Yes, that's very good indeed."

The captain didn't want to touch the drive having seen where it just came out of and grabbed a specimen tray for the doctor to place it in.

The first officer realized he should have been disgusted by what just happened and wondered why he wasn't and then he asked, "Permission to be dismissed, sir." But he didn't what for that permission and just left anyway.

Jayne was exasperated as he turned and leaned against the exam bed with his cock persistently erect and casually glanced over at the captain through the corner of his eye without a glimmer of shame.

"Well, sir, there you go. All the information you need is in there."

The captain cleared his throat, "Yes, then I'd best get our top men on this right away."

As the captain left the room, the doctor grabbed a towel and started to wipe off his hand. The good doctor regained his composer and realized that he had abandoned his professionalism because of some superficial attraction and that he may have just ended his career. He glanced over at Jayne who was still casually leaning against the bed with his cock gently bobbing to the beat of his heart.

The doctor sighed, "You can get dressed now. I should have a gown for you to wear until you get back to your quarters."

Jayne smiled, "No, I won't be needing that just yet." As he wagged his hips causing his cock to sway back and forth.

The doctor reluctantly realized Jayne was being flirty with him, "Please, I need you to remember we are officers in duty to our king."

Jayne, "No one doubts you dedication to duty. But I do know you found the drive and had a hold of it as soon as your hand was up my ass. That additional twenty minutes was all about you sodomizing me with your fist. I do believe it was your left hand."

The doctor started to fret, "Do you intend to report me?"

Jayne's gaze became intense, "Oh, I know I should, but then I would have to report myself as well." Jayne smirked.

The doctor was a bit confused, "What? Why? I was the aggressor."

"And I could have stopped you at any time, but I didn't. Because I wanted you to have at me. And I still do." And Jayne gave his cock a couple of strokes.

As hope weld up in the good doctor, he turned to look Jayne in the eye. Jayne sat up on the edge of the exam bed and raised one foot up onto the bed until his knee was in his chest. His hand reached out to the doctor and pulled him in very close. The doctor didn't resist at let himself be sucked into Jayne as if he nothing more than a speck of dust being dragged into a blackhole. Jayne placed the doc's right hand into his crotch.

Jayne smiled, "Now, I want to see if you're ambidextrous."

The doctor smiled, "Well, one never knows until one tries."

As Jayne shifted his weight to sit on the doctor's hand, "Once more unto the breach, dear friend, once more."

And as the doctor reentered the spy, they leaned into each other and kissed for the first time of many times to come.

FADE TO:

Beginning credits supered over a kaleidoscope of beautiful men floating across the screen intercut with very homoerotic images that will test the tolerances of even the most gay-friendly audience members.

And that was just the lead in to the beginning credits. Imagine all the cum soaked action and adventure that awaits our hero.