Date: Wed, 31 Dec 2008 09:36:16 +0000
From: Frank H <fhis1@hotmail.com>
Subject: Arabian Days and Nights  - Part 4

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 4)

   Amjad and I were in bed and I was feeling rather tired after an
exhausting few hours of sex but I had a feeling that sleep was not on the
agenda yet.  I could feel Amjad's stiff 8 inches of cock pressing against
my stomach as we kissed passionately.  Our tongues were vying with each
other and I was being turned on despite my tiredness.  I had to admit to
myself I was a glutton for man sex, some might even say I was rapidly
becoming a slut.  I could not wait to be filled by Amjad's rigid fuck tool
despite being earlier fucked by Sheikh Ali, then his youngest son, Azhar
and also by Jamal.  I still wanted more, I wanted to be fucked mercilessly
until he filled me with his Arabian love juice.  We broke from our kissing
and slowly I slid down his hairy body kissing his neck, then each of his
nipples and nibbling each one as it stiffened from my attention.  I
progressed south pausing to explore his navel with my tongue before
reaching my goal.  Gently, I licked his cock head and tasted his pre-cum
which was leaking extensively now.  He moaned with pleasure as I slowly
parted my eager lips and took the first few inches into my mouth.
Gradually I sucked him deeper and deeper still until he was well down my
throat.  He continued to moan loudly as I deep throated him.  I don't know
who was enjoying it most, him or me.  He reached behind me and managed to
reach as far as my young bum and he was soon opening me up with his fingers
ready for the ultimate pleasure we both sought.  I slowed down on the blow
job or I knew I would soon bring him to a climax and although I would have
been happy to make a meal of his cum I wanted it elsewhere on this
occasion.

   Amjad realized what I wanted and as I lay on my back with my legs
slightly apart he moved himself between my legs and raised my legs.  He
moved closer until he could rest my legs on his shoulders.  I was still
fresh from my previous fucks so he did not need to waste time opening me up
with more fingers, he went straight for goal.  He scored with his first
attempt.  I felt the first inch of his man meat as I willingly opened for
him.  He wasted no time in pressing home the other 7 inches.  I was happy
once more.  I was full of Arabian cock.  He withdrew partially before
thrusting fully in again until I felt his balls press up against me.  From
then on he quickened his pace and fucked me hard.  He had waited a long
time to fuck a young English teen youth and I could tell I was giving him
much pleasure.  I kept encouraging him with "Oh yes!!  Fuck me deeper.
Fuck me harder.  I want your cum".  He obliged me by giving me all I asked
of him and after about 10 minutes of really hard fucking, non-stop
aggressive hard sex he gasped "I'm cumming.  I am going to fill you my
dear, dear Dean".  He thrust fully in and stayed there.  Although he
stopped the obvious movement of fucking me I still felt movement deep
inside me as his full 8 inches flexed inside me as he reached a mind
blowing climax.  I could feel each burst of his sex as he transferred his
white cream from himself to me.

   Alas, all good things end eventually and after a short time he was fully
drained.  He was empty and I felt full.  Slowly he withdrew and for a short
while we laid together kissing and thanking each other.  Then we agreed we
should try to sleep as we both had to rest in readiness for whatever
tomorrow held in store for us.  Amjad told me he had to go with his father
to help with the business negotiations but after the chauffeur had returned
from delivering them to my father's company the chauffeur would spend a few
hours taking Azhar, Jamal and myself round London.  He said Azhar had a bit
of shopping to do for their father but after that they would spend a few
hours touring the tourist sights as it was the first visit to London for
Azhar and Jamal.

   Gradually we drifted off to a deep sleep preparing ourselves for another
interesting day to come, probably more interesting for me than for Amjad.

   I slept very well, the fact that I was in bed with a man did not keep me
awake because I was used to sleeping with my father on many occasions.  I
had a nice dream in which my father and I had a session of foreplay before
he decided to fuck me.  In my dream I was lying on my side with him tight
in behind me.  He parted my bum cheeks and eased slowly into me and was
ready to start fucking me.  I suddenly realized it was no longer a dream.
It was happening.  As I became more awake I knew that the stiff cock which
was about to start fucking me was not that of my father because his was not
quite as big as this one.  I was full of Amjad's cock yet again.  He
whispered "Sorry but I could not resist.  I woke up hard after dreaming
about you and you felt so good and I had enjoyed our previous session so
much I just had to have you again".  I replied drowsily "Please, Amjad,
don't apologise, I want it just as much as you do.  Please fuck me, fuck me
hard and deep.  Cum inside me and make us both happy once more".  That was
the only encouragement he needed to hear.  He rammed fully into me and
started a wild fucking session which although it did not last long it was
still very hot and intense.  After only a few minutes he said "Oh Dean, I
am going to cum.  I am going to give you my all, take it my lovely Dean".
I felt a warmth deep inside me as he filled my cavity with more love juice.
Slowly we came down from our high and drifted off to sleep again.  After
all it was only 4 am, too early for breakfast yet.

   I was awakened at about 8 am by the movement of the bed as Amjad was
stretching himself in readiness for his busy day ahead.  As he got off the
bed he noticed that I had opened my eyes so he said "I am just going to
check if my brother is awake.  There is no need for you to get up yet".  I
felt slightly disappointed that he did not want to fuck me again but I
suppose he wanted to keep himself alert and fresh for his important day
ahead.  After a few minutes he returned and said his brother and Jamal were
awake but they were staying in bed a bit longer but had expressed a wish
that I should join them.  I hoped that this meant some more fun and games
to start off their day so I purposefully wandered along to Azhar's room
still fully naked.  I was not to be disappointed.  As I entered their room
my first vision was of 2 handsome naked bodies lying on top of the bed,
bodies tight together as they hugged and kissed.  I could see that they
were both already rock hard and in the mood for some action.

   On seeing me in all my nakedness they suggested I should join them on
the bed.  We arranged ourselves so we could each suck a cock.  I had
Azhar's, Azhar had Jamal's and Jamal had mine.  I could tell from sucking
Azhar's that he had enjoyed quite a busy night fucking Jamal, his cock
certainly had more tang with it this time than the first time I sucked it.
I was fairly sure that Jamal's bum was full of Azhar's juice.  After a
while we broke apart and Azhar suggested I should lie face down.  As soon
as I was in position Azhar parted my bum cheeks and Jamal mounted me.
Whilst Azhar rubbed gently round my pucker Jamal teased my entrance with
the tip of his rigid 9 inches.  He pressed down on me and I tried lifting
my bum to let him know I was ready for him.  He entered me and pressed
further in.  Oh, what a lovely feeling.  He was soon fully inside me and
paused for a short time.  As he lay on top of me, his 9 inmches buried
totally I realized that Azhar was mounting him.  Jamal was now the meat in
the sandwich.  When Azhar started to fuck Jamal his movement caused Jamal
to press fully into me and each time Azhar partially withdrew so Jamal
eased out of me slightly.  Soon we had a steady rhythm going and all 3 of
us were having a good time.  I was definitely in love with Jamal's cock.
Each time he thrust into me I pressed back towards him to make sure I
missed nothing.  After about 10 minutes of hectic fucking by both of them
Jamal said "I am going to cum.  Oh yes, Dean, here it comes".  I felt it
deep inside me, that warm satisfactory feeling as he emptied his seeds in
me to join those of Amjad from earlier.  As he came down from his high he
pulled out of me and at the same time Azhar pulled out of him.  Jamal
rolled off me and laid exhausted on the bed.  Azhar was still showing a
fully erect 8 inches and soon took Jamal's place on top of me and was
straightaway deep inside my well fucked boy pussy.  Azhar fucked me as
though it might be his last fuck.  Oh boy, did he go to town on my pussy.
He fucked me and then fucked me more and the more he fucked me the wilder
it became.  There was no mercy being given and that suited me fine.  I was
beginning to enjoy a bit of rough treatment.  I encouraged him "Yes, fuck
me Azhar.  Give me your all.  Fuck me hard and deep.  Fill me with your
love juice".  He did everything I asked of him.  He fucked me in and out
faster and faster and deeper until he could hold out no longer and said
"Here it comes you beautiful slut.  This is what you want and now you can
have it, every drop".  He rammed into me and exploded.  I felt shot after
shot as he filled my already well loaded insides with all he had.  He
stayed fully in me until he was totally drained and I was full to
overflowing.  I had just had the most thrilling night and start to a day
that I could imagine was possible but I had a feeling that more good times
were still awaiting me as I experienced life with my new Arabian friends.
Time now for the bathroom and a well deserved few minutes in the
Jacuzzi....


End of Part 4.


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