Date: Wed, 29 Jun 2005 12:30:22 -0700 (PDT) From: Aihu Fist Subject: Hammam 4 Redouane never seen those guys before, they were young mean looking Arabs, perhaps they were not even Moroccan. Poor Gunnar, how long Redouane would keep him in there? He thought while cleaning the table. -Rashid, tonight we do a bit of naughty things with Gunnar, just the two of us, ok. -Ok, Rashid smiled and beamed. -What kind of naughty things, Redouane. -Come over here; let me whisper in your soft ear, which you like to use so much behind closed doors. -Go to see Nabil, and ask him to bring the basket right away over here. -The basket? -Yes, and no more questions, now hurry. Swift as a gazelle, Rashid went. Half an hour later, at midnight a black sedan stopped in front of the shop. A man in a gray suit got out and handed over the basket. He left without a word. -I'll let you know tomorrow, Redouane whispered like a thief in the night. The heavy door in the special room swung open. A torch light shone on a bare naked Gunnar who was standing against a marble wall with his wrists and ankles imprisoned in leather cuffs. -Gorgeous angel of mine, Redouane said. Do you here me Viking? Gunnar looked into the beam of light and said in his own tongue: djeblar soper ( damn faggot). -Rashid, where are you? -Here, boss. -Go and start milking the Viking. -Milking? -Yes, you know, pulling his zob. Use your hand or both and your mouth. I want a load of that white stuff coming out. Can you manage that? -Yes, Redouane, I can. Rashid leaped with his Bambi legs to his victim. He put his small hands around the base of his limp penis and pulled the foreskin as far as he could stretch, then rolling it down behind the acorn, squeezing it. Back and forth, his one hand could barely get around the base, it was that thick now, swollen with blood which was being pumped in high speed filling the pulsating cock. Redouane's eyes had adjusted to the dark and saw the pre cum chining on its dickhead. He put his index finger there and tasted it. -Mmh, not bad, different taste then my dad's, but good. The nut bag was delicately manipulated; first he tickled then stuck out his tongue almost counting all the little ribs of it. He squeezed his fist just above the balls and pulled the bag down tugging ever faster while stretching and pinching the foreskin. Finally he stuck his tongue in the piss hole, the tip of it went as far as he could. Gunnar said nothing, he obviously liked it, he got goose pimples all over and even his nut bag got chicken cold and wrinkled reshaping itself in a smaller tight baggy. -Don't waste so much time, give him that blowjob, now. Redouane instantly devoured the dick head and sucked like leech, his head bobbing up and down, circumnavigating the whole thing. Gunnar flexed all his muscles; he was getting near to orgasm. -Quick, take it in your mouth but don't spill or swallow it, you hear. Gunnar shot the bulk of his cum into Redouane's soft mouth. One two three four five six seven, the cock finally stopped jerking and eased down. -Easy now, Redouane. Now slowly let it leak over his bag and thighs, rub it into his ass hole and inner thighs, mix it with your spit and rub his legs too. But most important cover parts of his ass cheeks, and his craving virgin hole. Redouane, just loved it, his nimble hands rushed through the whole area, massaging the balls wit love. He rubbed the white liquid over his perineum real hard, curbed his thin agile fingers and stuck them up Gunnar's arse hole. OOOOoooooooh, Gunnar whispered. Redouane smiled with this. -He really likes it Redouane. -Good, you are learning fast. Don't rub it in his pubic hair,ok? -Mhhh, ok. Redouane soflty spoke. Ok. That's enough. Come back and bring the basket, quick. Gunnar, felt a stir of sensation and started moving his body away from the bed wall, pulling with all his weight forward. Trying to find a way of seeing what was happening. It was pitch-dark still. He stood there in Da Vinci's Man Power position with no defense at all. Redouane switched off the torch and moved closer. -Here, he whispered, right here. Open up slowly. A hissing sound emerged when a black cobra moved its head out of the basket, swinging from left to right agile and smooth it lunged back and forth. Redouane shrieked and fell backwards on his ass. -Don't be silly and move your ass over here. Rashid did as was said. The torch was switched on. -Aaaaaaaaaaarghhhhhhh, Nooooooooo, get away, get away, Gunnar shouted at the cobra that was now moving in-between his thighs. Her head lunged at his sack as it was wobbling with every move Gunnar made. -Stop it, now, please, Gunnar cried. Another thrust of the cobras head and bit him right in his nut sack just next to his left ball. The cobra's teeth pieced the whole bag; fortunately she had no more venom. I am going to die, I will die, and he sobbed. The cobra was slithering to his feet only to curl up his right leg. It was amazing to see that black swirl move that easily. Blood trickled out of his nut sack. Gunnar trembled with every single move the snake made. She was near his cock now. Slowly, she moved around it as if she was going to strangle it. Gunnar stopped sobbing; instead he became mesmerized with what the snake was capable of. He couldn't believe it at first, but his rod was growing and becoming stone hard. The cobra didn't like that it seemed for she got erect and had another go at him planting her teeth in his erect cock. It was moving too much for the reptile. -Have you ever seen a thing like that, Rashid? -No, Boss. How come she goes to his cock? -It is a very special snake, you see, she has only been fed with sperm, she is addicted to it and will go straight away to the place where she senses it. I hope you have smeared some deep in Gunnar's virgin cunt? Did you? -Sure, I did, remember he liked it? -A very special cobra it is, trained by the master of Cobras. His name is Saladin. He comes here daily to collect a liter of cum, which this king Cobra consumes in one day. So now she only wants that. One day I will introduce you this gentleman. The cobra slithered towards Gunnar's perineum, her head was not to be seen any longer, she was at the back of Gunnar's buttocks. -Gunnar all of a sudden warped his head forward, his eyes in REM mode and his lips covered with saliva falling on rolling over his chin, -Noooo, stop it mmmmaaahhh, he murmured. His cock went up and down, as if someone was wanking it, jerking it with vigor and he wasn't saying anything just moaning and drooling. -Okaaaaaaaay, yeaaaah Though he was tied up at the wall, it looked like he was spreading his legs further. Suddenly Gunnar froze all of his muscles ejaculating six times all he had in his boiling balls. The snake had done its job and curled back into the basket. It was covered with Gunnar's murky brown poop. Nice, very nice to see, Gunnar, how you enjoyed this. You must relax now, Rashid will bring you some milk and honey soon. We won't starve you, but you still haven't served our purpose yet. Just listen now. Get used to the idea that you will never return to your homeland, never. I own you like a dog. You are my property. Soon your friends will join you. You will be fed at regular times and be able to walk around in a confined space until I have you domesticated. Right now, you would not listen or obey, I will break your spirit, I have too. You must forget your western roots and ideas. You are in a different world. Anything can happen to you, if you don't obey. But my customers may demand other things. Some may like to see you have your balls cut off. This wouldn't be a bad idea, as surprisingly to me, your voice still hasn't broken. We shouldn't postpone this too long. I may still be able to present you as a young whore, untouched and virgin. They don't know that I take my boys first before they do. And you will have no different treatment. God, look at your nipples, your shining lips, the dew on your upper lip is like gold in the morning. Your firm ass cheeks invite me to kiss them a hundred times over. Let me see... As he said this, he approached Gunnar, tilted his head with one hand while fondling his balls with the other. Pure race of Vikings, conquerors just like us Arabs. We have much in common, my dear young warrior. I will ride you soon. Gunnar's cock rose again touching slightly the palm of Redouane's hand. His fingers rustled through the haywire pubic hair, it was soft and thing. In a flick he ripped out a pluck of it. Put his nose in it and said: I was very disappointed to find out that you have hair up your asshole, soI decided that we would shave you there and also, as I dislike pubic hair even though it is blond like yours, I will have it cut too. You are part of a new collection of Roumis; you have to learn a lot. Soon you will be worth gold and show off your skill for every one of my eminent guests. You have no idea, who they are, but have you ever heard of Idi Amin and Mugabe? They are wonderful friends of mine with special tastes. That's why you will remain my guest in the special room for an undetermined holiday. Love you. Be my guest. That's how Redouane left Gunnar: he still naked and defenseless. The wall he was on turned inside to have him lay horizontally like on a surgeon's bed. Rashid put a blanket over him and kissed him good night after he had given him milk and honey. -One day, Rashid said, you will be my slave too. I love to have Roumi slave. When my cock is big I will take your pussy and eat your zob, you hear? Rashid laughed and banged the door behind him. He rejoined his master below the silk shiny sheets of an imperial bed. What's in store for Gunnar and Rashid? Write at aihufist@yahoo.com