Code Name Tequila Ch. 09

Orgo said something in Portuguese which the girls couldn't understand, but the girls were able to pick out one word that they both could translate - "transexual."

April looked at Olivera. "You know that we are transsexual girls?"

Olivera nodded. "Yes. Not at first when we saw you, but we have picked it up in the past hour as we have walked together and talked together."

Suddenly April found herself excited. "And you three gentlemen would still be interested in a reward of a kiss?"

Olivera's hand rubbed the front of his black cargo pants, revealing an already hard penis. "A kiss, and more," he said.

April walked over and got down onto her knees, sucking on Olivera's hard-on through the fabric of his cargo pants. Olivera grabbed her head and pushed it against his crotch, moaning.

Orgo grabbed May, and lifted her off the ground. He raised her up until their lips met. His beefy tongue pressed into her mouth, thick and muscular. May wrapped her arms around his shoulders, running her hands over his muscled neck and back. He was as hard as steel.

With one hand, Orgo reached down and cupped his massive hand over May's buttocks. His hand was almost as large as her entire ass. He squeezed it, causing a quiver of excitement throughout May's body. She pressed her tongue harder against Orgo's thick tongue as Orgo held her aloft.

Olivera reached down and undid the fly on his pants. They fell to the ground, revealing a pair of g-string bikini briefs. April worked her tongue along the elastic of Olivera's g-string, working the waistband down until his hard cock sprung free. With her hands, April reached up and under Olivera's shirt, feeling his hard, muscled stomach.

April took Olivera's cock into her mouth, licking and sucking on the tip as her hands continued to roam across his rippled stomach. April felt a set of lips upon the back of her neck, and realized that Borda had knelt down behind her. April felt Borda's hands reach around and undo the button on her jeans. Borda started to push the jeans down over April's ass.

April pushed her mouth all the way down onto Olivera's cock. She opened her mouth wide, swallowing more and more of his length until her lips were touching his body. She wrapped her lips around the base of his cock, and then started to move up and down on the last half inch of his cock.

Borda pulled the jeans off April's round ass, revealing her two smooth butt cheeks clothed in just the smallest triangle of fabric above her ass, before trailing off to a string running between her butt cheeks. Borda pulled his lips off April's neck, and started to kiss her ass. April stuck her ass higher up in the air in response to feeling Borda's lips upon her cheeks.

Borda grabbed the string of April's thong, and moved it out of her ass crack. He plunged his tongue into her ass crack, licking up and down the crevice, flicking his tongue into her hole as he passed each time.

Olivera grabbed April's head and started pumping himself in and out of her mouth. April, now getting more experienced at sucking a cock, was able to take the full length of Olivera's dick pressing deep into her mouth without gagging. April's hands left Olivera's stomach, instead reaching around and grabbing his ass, adding her own strength to the force pushing Olivera's dick into her mouth.

Borda pushed his tongue deep into April's ass. He worked his tongue in and out of her tight hole, slowly working it open. April started to buck her hips back against Borda's face, urging him to push himself deeper inside her.

Orgo and May had continued to kiss, but now May could feel the giant bulge in Orgo's pants pressing against her crotch, which was pressed against Orgo's groin with her legs wrapped around Orgo's waist. Orgo reached down with one hand and pulled May's shirt up and over her head. He then reached down and undid his pants, sliding them down and releasing the giant between his legs. May looked down at the cock. It was huge, larger than any May had yet seen or experienced. It was double the size of a normal man's cock. May figured it must be a foot long, and probably 3 inches thick.

May undid her own jeans, and slipped them down along with her panties. She released her legs from around Orgo's waist long enough for her jeans and panties to slip down to the ground. Completely naked, she wrapped her legs back around Orgo's waist. She could feel the girth of his cock pressing up against her taint and ass-crack as she and Orgo started to kiss again.

Borda, having worked April's ass open with his tongue, undid his own pants and slid them down. He knelt behind April, pressing the head of his uncircumcised black cock against her open hole. It easily slid into the slick opening. April moaned, but the sound was stifled by the length of Olivera's cock in her mouth. Borda started to push in and out of April with an opposite rhythm to Olivera's thrusts into her mouth, almost like the men were working a see-saw. When one cock was buried deep inside her, the other had pulled almost all the way out.

May felt Orgo's hand reach down and grasp his cock. He guided the head of his thick monster to her asshole. With his fingers, he pushed the tip of his cock up into her. She shrieked as the thick tip pushed into her unlubricated asshole, but the moment of pain quickly passed and she found herself leaning back and pushing herself further down the long and thick shaft. Orgo's strong hands, one under her ass and the second on the middle of her back, held her easily aloft in the air as she pressed herself onto Orgo.

Orgo bent his knees slightly and pressed himself up into May. May grunted as the massive dick pressed into her. Leaving her left arm around Orgo's neck, supporting her weight, she reached down with her right hand and started stroking her hard cock.

Orgo, having pressed about three-quarters of his cock into May, started to pump up and down with his knees, simultaneously using his grip on May's butt and back to thrust himself in and out of May's ass. May moaned with pleasure as Orgo's dick stimulated her prostrate as she stroked her own cock.

Meanwhile, April continued to get spit-roasted by Olivera and Borda. The coordinated see-saw rhythm was now lost, and the two men thrust into her mouth and ass with increasing speed and depth. April's own cock was rock hard, straining against the fabric of her thong, but with her hands wrapped around Olivera's ass she didn't have a free hand to massage it. Borda came to the rescue again, reaching a hand down and pushing it into her panties. He stroked her cock as he fucked her tight ass.

May leaned back, the blond-streaked chestnut brown hair of her wig swinging beneath her head as Orgo thrust himself inside her. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, and the fingers of her left hand just barely managed to hold onto Orgo's thick, muscular neck. Orgo's hands, though, were enough to keep May aloft and on top of his thick cock. May's right hand stroked her cock, now bright red and so engorged that it almost felt to May like the tight skin on her cock wouldn't be able to contain the blood engorged muscles underneath.

With each thrust, Orgo managed to drive himself a little deeper into May's ass, until the full length of his cock was burying into May and his balls were slapping against her ass cheeks. With the full length of his cock now easily sliding into May's ass, Orgo started to increase the pace of his fucking, pushing himself faster and faster into May.

The increase in speed was enough to push May over the edge, and her cock exploded with body shaking orgasm. May screamed as the orgasm gripped her entire body. Her right hand continued to pump her cock, streams of white cum shooting out of it. Her left hand lost purchase on Orgo's neck and fell listlessly to her side. Her legs unhooked from around Orgo's waist, straightening and spasming until every drop of cum hand been milked from her red, hard cock.

Spent, May slumped. Her head lolled back, the hair of her wig hanging down almost to the floor. Her arms both hung down behind her. Her thighs rested against Orgo's hips while the lower half of her legs hung out in mid-air behind Orgo. Orgo continued to hold her in the air and push into her, holding the woman aloft like a rag-doll.

Orgo pumped himself in and out of May's ass, her listless limps swinging with each thrust. Orgo let out a roar, loud enough to almost shake the walls of the concrete doctor's office. He grunted, a sound so low and primal it almost sounded like an animal. He made one final, deep thrust into May until his cock was fully inside her and his balls pressed up against May's ass cheeks. With a series of grunts that sounded like a silverback gorilla calling through the jungle, he released masses of his hot cum deep into May. Orgo's knees buckled, but he managed to keep himself upright and May held aloft as his cock sprayed out his orgasmic load.

Spent, Orgo managed to walk over to the examination table. He lay May down on the table, and then collapsed beside her. They kissed softly and tenderly as they tried to regain their breath after the very physical fucking they had engaged in.

April continued to have Olivera's cock in her mouth while Borda fucked her ass and played with April's cock. Olivera grabbed April's head, and with a three final deep thrusts, exploded into her mouth. April took Olivera's entire load in her mouth, not swallowing it immediately, instead letting it build up in her mouth. The amount of liquid was more than she could keep in her mouth, and a few rivulets leaked out of her mouth and down her chin.

Olivera pulled out of April's mouth, and April snapped her lips shut and swished the cum around in her mouth, savouring the sweet and salty taste. Olivera bent down and kissed her, and April let his cum drain out of her mouth and into his. They continued to kiss, passing the cum back and forth between them as Borda fucked her ass and stroked her cock.

Olivera broke away from April's kiss with half of his cum in his own mouth, leaving April with the other half of his salty-sweet semen. Olivera smiled, and swallowed. He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, showing April he'd swallowed the load. April did the same, swallowing down Olivera's cum and then sticking out her tongue to show him that she'd eaten it all.

Borda released April's cock and put both his hands on April's hips. Using his hands on her hips for leverage, he started to push with more force and speed into April's ass. April knew Borda was close cumming, and she was also close. She pushed her left hand up under her tshirt, playing with her nipples. With her right hand, she grasped her cock and started to stroke it.

With Borda's dick inside her, her own hands working her tits and cock and the taste of Olivera's cum still lingering in her mouth, it didn't take April long to orgasm. She burst, her cum arcing through the air and landing on the tiled floor of the Doctor's office.

Exhausted, April bent down to rest on her elbows as Borda continued to fuck her. She looked down, and saw a gob of her white cum on the tiled floor right in front of her. She stuck out her tongue and licked it. It tasted sweet and bitter. She pursed her lips and sucked it up into her mouth, swallowing it down. Finishing that blob, she searched out for another one, sucking it up as well. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Olivera watching her lick her own cum up off the floor, and he was smiling.

Borda grabbed April's hips and lifted them up, raising April's back end up until her knees were no longer on the ground. Borda pressed his dick as far into April as he could, and grunted as he released his cum into her ass. He pulled himself out of April, trickles of white cum dribbling out of her ass as he pulled out of her.

The two girls and three men moved into a back room of office where there were a couple of couches and a small kitchenette. Orgo and May cuddled up on one couch, still hugging and kissing. Borda and April sat on the other. Olivera went to the fridge in the kitchenette and grabbed five bottles of Antarctica Pilsen beer. Handing one each to Orgo and May, and fell onto the other sofa beside April and handed April and Borda each a beer.

"What were you girls doing wandering around in Jacarezinho in the first place this morning?" Olivera asked.

"We were looking for a doctor," May said.

Olivera smiled. "Well, I guess you found one."

"That we did," April said. "Though, we were looking for a specific doctor. An American named Patterson."

Olivera shook his head. "I don't know any American doctors named Patterson. There are some Christian doctors who are working doing immunizations and basic medical care, but none of them are Patterson."

May frowned. "The Dr. Patterson we know certainly doesn't strike me much as a Christian missionary."

"Patterson? Medico?" Borda asked.

Olivera nodded. Borda spoke for about 30 seconds, during which time the expression Olivera's face grew increasingly sombre.

Olivera translated for the girls. "Borda says that there is an American Doctor treating children in the south-east area of the favela who he thinks is named Patterson. They have been doing something for the past 30 days, but Borda just heard about it yesterday. They have been keeping it very secret, and had anyone getting treated to sign forms saying they wouldn't say anything."

April looked at Olivera. "Patterson is a medical and pharmaceutical researcher. Those forms were probably non-disclosure agreements. What would a medical researcher be doing treating children in a slum in Rio, though?"

Olivera frowned. "There have been a few drug companies that come to poor areas and run human trials in exchange for medical treatment. It is a way for them to get around the health and safety regulations in first-world countries."

May looked at Borda. "Can you take us to where the Americans are?"

* *

The clinic was outside of the favela, just across a river and into what appeared to be an industrial park. Olivera, April, May, Borda and Orgo watched as women took young children into the building. They couldn't see much beyond the main door, and there were two large men in white lab coats. The two men checked the identification of everyone before entering.

"Look at the thick necks and bulging torsos of those two. If they are doctors, I'll eat my hat," Olivera said. "Those two are obviously meant to guard the place."

Olivera led the group around to the back of the building. There were a few loading docks with large loading dock doors, each shut and padlocked. Olivera pointed at a small man-sized door embedded into one of the loading dock doors. "That's how we'll get in."

The group jumped up onto the loading dock. Olivera tried the door, but it was locked. He nodded to Orgo. Orgo took off a backpack that he had on, and removed a cordless power drill. He drilled into the lock of the door, and then bashed it with the base of the drill. The lock fell to the ground in pieces, and the door swung open.

Olivera, April and May walked into the office, followed by Orgo and Borda. Inside was a large open space that was obviously built as a warehouse. Now, though, it was set up as a massive ward, with row upon row of bed. On each of the bed was a young child, each between the ages of five and ten, attached to an IV. Beside each bed was a couple of stools where the child's mother, father or both sat.

Olivera walked up to the nearest bed and looked at the IV. He shook his head. "It looks like a broad-spectrum antibiotic, but not one I have seen before."

Olivera sat down and started talking to the parents. April and May looked around the warehouse. There must have been at least 150 beds in the place. There were six nurses that were walking around, checking on the progress of the patients, but none of the nurses had noticed April, May and the three men yet.

Olivera stood up. "The children have meningitis. There was an outbreak about a month and a half ago. They are being treated for it, though as I said the chemical formulation on this is not one I have seen as being a known or approved treatment for meningitis. It all seems a bit fishy to me," he said.

Just then, one of the nurses noticed the group of five strangers. She walked towards them, saying in Portuguese, "Hey, you can't be here. What are you doing in here?"

Olivera walked up to her and said, "It's okay, I'm a doctor. Let me see those charts," he grabbed the clipboard from the nurse, and starting flipping through the pages.

"You can't look at that," she said, trying to snatch it back, but Olivera batted her hand away. Frustrated, she ran towards the front of the warehouse.

Without looking up from the chart, Olivera said, "I think we are about to get some company, boys." Borda and Orgo reached into the backpack and pulled out a couple of pistols.

April and May weren't able to understand what Olivera had said, but on seeing the pistols, asked in English, "Do you have any more of those?"

Olivera looked up. "Do you know how to shoot a pistol?" he asked them in English.

April said, "we are here with the American government."

Olivera nodded, and told Orgo to give the girls the extra pistols. Orgo handed over two Taurus 24/7 pistols. "Brazilian made," Olivera said, "but should be familiar enough to a couple of yanks."

Orgo motioned at May to follow him, and April to stay with Borda. Orgo and May ran around to the side of the room while April and Borda stayed with Olivera, who continued to flip through the charts.

The two men in lab coats ran into the room, followed by the nurse. Seeing the guns in April and Borda's hands, they reached into their lab coats and pulled out pistols, pointing them towards Borda, April and Olivera. The two men in lab coats didn't see they were flanked by Orgo and May until Orgo called out to them to drop the weapons.

Seeing they were in an impossible position, the two men dropped the guns and lay face down on the floor, as Orgo instructed them to. Orgo ran over and with a plastic zip-tie handcuffs, secured the two men's hands and feet.

Olivera walked over to the nurse. "Where are the main files," he asked. She hesitated, but then scanning the room and specifically Olivera's group with pistols, she pointed at a small room off the main warehouse space.

Olivera went in and started pulling files out of the filing cabinet, scanning them quickly. After 10 minutes he came out, a horrified look on his face. He pointed to a sheet and asked the nurse if these numbers were correct? She cast her eyes down and nodded.

Olivera looked up. "Get these children off these IVs right now," he yelled, pointing at the nurses. With their protection tied up on the floor, they obeyed.

Olivera walked over to April and May, and explained to them in English what was happening. "It seems Patterson is testing an experimental antibiotic on children with meningitis. This is just one of two groups they are running trials on. The results are good on many of the children, but these charts show a fatality rate of 10%, which is much higher than typically would be expected from the meningitis treatment for children this age. There are autopsy results in the files that show severe liver damage on those patients that died. Basically, Dr. Patterson is killing these children."

The front door of the clinic burst open, and Ayrton, the manager from the Travestie a Go-Go entered. "Why are these children off the treatment?" he screamed, before noticing Olivera, April and May near the back of the warehouse. Switching to English, he said, "I should have known that you American bitches would be trouble." Ayrton reached into his belt and pulled out a revolver, pointing it at the group.

"Drop your weapon," Orgo called out in Portuguese as Borda and he raised their weapons and pointed them at Ayrton.