Date: Fri, 26 Dec 2008 09:28:48 +0000 From: Frank H Subject: Arabian Days and Nights This story is completely fictional. Names, characters or incidents are a product of the author's imagination, and any resemblance to real people or incidents is completely coincidental. This story contains descriptions of sexual interactions. If you are uncomfortable reading such material, or are not permitted to do so legally, please leave this page immediately. Please read at your own risk. Arabian Days and Nights (Part 2). Azhar then took me back to his father and brother in the lounge. Azhar informed his father that I had passed my first test with flying colours and that I should be accepted as a temporary member of their family for the duration of their visit to London. Ali said how pleased he was to hear this and he stood and embraced me and kissed me on the lips again but this time his tongue entered my mouth and I responded by doing the same. Ali said it was now time for he and I to spend a short time together to get to know each other better and more intimately. Ali led me from the lounge, along a corridor to his bedroom. I call it his bedroom but that is an understatement. To my humble mind it was about the size of about 8 bedrooms all rolled into 1. However the main item and the item I noticed more than any other was the bed, the biggest bed I had ever seen and it was draped with beautiful silks of various gentle shades of pastel colours. It looked very tempting. As soon as we were inside the room Ali took me in his arms and hugged and kissed me. He said "Welcome to my family even if only for a few days. I want you to enjoy the next few days as much as we will enjoy you being here. You will have realized by now that your main reason for being here is to relieve us of our sexual tensions and when I refer to us or we I mean my 2 sons as well as myself. However, I wish to say right now that if any of us suggest any action in which you do not wish to participate you must say so and it will not be mentioned again. I want you to be able to look back on your next few days with nothing but pleasurable memories. Ali stopped hugging me tight and stood looking at me all over from head to toe and smiled. I knew he liked what he saw so far and would be equally as happy when he saw the rest of me. He came close again and this time he raised my robe and removed it over my head. I stood naked feeling very shy but I could tell by his eyes that I had passed my first test with him. He took hold of my soft 4 inch cock and gently held it and then stroked it before kneeling in front of me and taking my growing penis in his mouth. Wow!! This was magic. He was certainly an expert at pleasuring young boys. I was soon as rigid as I had ever been. At this point he released my aching cock much to my disappointment. A few more minutes and I would have squirted my love juice in his mouth and I feel sure he realized this and although he wanted to taste me he also wanted to wait a while because there were other equally urgent matters to deal with. Ali stood and removed his robe. Like his son, he was wearing nothing under his robe. I stood back and admired this fine specimen of a man. Although he was older than my father he was firm and muscular and to me he looked very regal. His body was quite hairy with jet black hair and his skin was what I would call a dark tan, midway between white and a black African colour. My eyes were drawn to his pride and joy. The magnet for my eyes was hanging between his legs and in it's semi- flaccid state it must have been about 7 inches long and it was very thick. His balls were hanging and from the size of them they left me in no doubt that the contents were more than my mouth could take at one fill but there again maybe it was not intended for my mouth. Ali came close and as he placed his hands on my shoulders I could feel a downward pressure telling me that he wished me to be on my knees. I obeyed and was faced with this wonderful piece of man meat. I moved my head forward and licked the head. In no time at all the 7 inches had grown to about 9 inches and was even thicker now. At first I had difficulty in taking it in my mouth, only managing about two thirds of it but I was determined to take all of it if it was at all possible. I wanted to make Ali happy but also I wanted to make myself even happier and to do this I wanted to take all 9 inches. I bobbed my head back and forth and used my tongue on the head of his now rigid man tool. His pre-cum was flowing freely and I drank every drop. This went on for about 5 or 10 minutes by which time I thought he must be almost ready to unload into my mouth or my throat. However, he had something better in store for both of us. He withdrew from my mouth and lifted me on the bed. He laid me on my back, spread my legs and moved so that he was between them. He reached to the bedside table and from a drawer he removed a large tube of lube. He raised my legs and asked me to hold them in that position whilst he prepared me for the next thrill. My bum hole was now facing him and although I had been fucked regularly by my father my hole was still tightly closed almost as though I was still a virgin. Ali smiled as he put a lot of lube on his fingers and said "Relax, dear Dean, I want you to enjoy this as much as I know I am going to enjoy it". He gently eased in the first finger. It was tight at first but it felt great. He worked it in and almost out a few times before adding a second finger. Now as I was slowly stretched he started a definite finger fucking of my tight but receptive boy pussy. Eventually I had 3 very large fingers filling me, preparing me for the real deal. Ali decided I was ready and he withdrew all 3 fingers. I suddenly felt empty and I wished they were still inside me. That empty feeling only lasted a few seconds. Ali moved tight up to me and pushed my legs even higher and wider. As I held my legs he guided the tip of his fully rigid 9 inches of cock to my waiting hole. Even after taking 3 large fingers it still felt that there was no way for this monster to enter me. How wrong I was! After some very firm pressure I felt the tip enter me. He paused for a moment before renewing the pressure and I felt another inch pierce me. I could feel a certain amount of pain but it was not as bad as I had anticipated because of it's size, no doubt due to Ali being so gentle in his love making. I was encouraged by the old saying "Before The Pleasure Comes The Pain". How true that is. Ali was very gentle with me but also firm and he kept easing back a little before pressing further in. It took a few minutes but eventually I felt his hairy balls pressing against me and I knew that the entire 9 inches were inside me. I was full of 9 inches of Arabic man meat. I was happy! Ali looked down at me and smiled. He, too, was happy and he immediately started to fuck me. He was so gentle, it was not fucking, it was making love. I felt every inch as he worked it fully in and then almost out. Every thrust excited my prostate. I was as rigid as Ali but alas nowhere near as big. As I got used to having him inside me his thrusting and moaning became more animalistic. I was being fucked like never before and enjoying every minute of it, every thrust and every withdrawal. I wanted it to go on forever. I knew now that I was a glutton for big Arab cock. However, as they say, all good things come to an end eventually, and I could tell by the moans from Ali that his climax was imminent. He thrust a few more times before ramming as hard and as deep as he could and holding himself deep inside me and I felt a great warmth as he exploded and filled me with his love juice. Wow! What a super feeling. He kept on and on and stayed in me for a while to drain every last drop and when he withdrew his softening cock he dropped his body down onto mine and passionately kissed me for a few minutes. I knew then that I was going to be busy for the next 4 days...................End of Part 2. Your comments please to fhis1@hotmail.com