Date: Wed, 6 Jul 2005 18:13:13 -0700
From: fayjo2001@yahoo.com
Subject: Bahman's Ring

This is my first story, and it most
likely will be my only story. Please
give me any feedback, good or bad. You
won't hurt my feelings. Email me at
fayjo2001@yahoo.com

This is a work of fiction.  Names,
characters, places, and incidents either
are the products of the author's
imagination or are used fictitiously.
Any resemblance to actual events,
locales, organizations, or individuals,
living or dead, is purely coincidental
and beyond the intent of the author. If
you are offended by descriptions of gay
sex between gay men, if the law in your
area forbids you to read this, leave
this story now.  If not, welcome and
please read on.


		 THE RING

I  got up early and decided to go on  my
walk  early.  I live on Windward  Avenue
about  two blocks from the boardwalk  in
Venice  Beach. California.  I had  lived
there  since my lover died,  about  five
years  ago. We had been together for  54
years, and now I am alone so every day I
walk  to  the  boardwalk  just  to  have
something  to do. It takes me some  time
to  get to the boardwalk because  at  my
age;  I  am  87 years old, I can't  walk
very  fast; with having to use a walker.
As I passed the venders on the boardwalk
I  greeted each one, they all said hi to
me and I to then, I see then every day.
It  does an old man good to know that he
has  so  many friends. Will  maybe  more
acquaintances, but it is better than  to
have no friends. Going over to a cafe on
the  boardwalk I ordered  a  coffee  and
sweet role and took them over to a bench
to watch all of the people walk by. As I
was  sitting  there I happened  to  look
down and there in the grass (well really
it  was  mostly  mud)  I  saw  something
shining. Bending down I saw that is  was
a ring. I took a stick that was there on
the  ground  and  dug out  the  ring.  I
didn't put it on because it was so dirty
so I put it in my pocket. I continued on
my walk

The next day when I woke I took the ring
and  washed it to get all of the mud off
of it. Putting it on and examining it  I
found it was a beautiful ring with  some
ancient  runes  carved into  it  and  it
looked  like gold. It looked  as  if  it
were  a very fine piece of jewelry. Well
it  was  time for my walk so I  took  my
walker  and walked down to the beach  to
have  my coffee. Today looked as  if  it
would be much like every other day,  not
so  much  fun having nothing to  do  and
physically unable to do anything.  After
getting  my coffee I took it over  to  a
bench to sit there and watch the people.
If  you  have ever been on the boardwalk
in  Venice you know how entertaining  it
is  to  sit  and watch all of  the  very
interesting people.
A young boy about 25 years old skated up
on  a  pair of roller blades. Well  when
you  are  87 years old you think  25  is
young.  When he got in front  of  me  he
took  off  his T-shirt and proceeded  to
wipe  the sweat off of his face and  sat
down beside me. He looked over to me and
said,
"Hi  Tom".  Well I didn't recognize  him
and said,
  "  I  am  sorry  but I don't  remember
meeting  you.  Have I seen  you  at  the
local gay bar?" There are a lot of young
boys  I  have met but didn't  recognize.
Laughing he said,
 "I am sorry but you don't know me but I
know you. You can call me Djinn."
  Well  I  tell  you this  guy  Jin  was
beautiful. He was about 6 feet tall  and
195  pounds of solid mussel,  dark  hair
with  sun-bleached streaks,  and  bright
green eyes. His body had almost no  hair
on  it but a line running down into  his
very  brief  running shorts, which  were
made of some very thin silky fabric. And
it  looked  like he was not wearing  any
underwear. And let me till you,  what  I
saw,  I  was very imprested. And  I  was
enjoying  looking at his  sweating  body
glistening in the sun. Now this boy  was
the definition of beautiful.
"Jin,  that's an unusual name"  I  said.
"Is it like Jin as in cotton Jin, or gin
like in gin and tonic?"
"No" he said, "it is djinn, and djinn is
not my name it is what I am. My name  is
Bahman"
"Like  the  djinn  in the  lamp  or  the
bottle?"
"Yes,"  he said "but I am not  just  any
djinn, I am your djinn."
"Mine?  How are you mine?" I  said  with
surprise.
He  answered me saying "Well  I  am  the
djinn  of the ring and you own the  ring
therefore you own me.
"Don't  be ridiculous." I said,  "People
don't own other people."
"  I  told you I am not people. I  am  a
Djinn and I belong to you"
Laughing  I  said, " Well, you  know  as
well as I that djinns don't exist."
"I  am sitting beside you so I am living
proof that we exist. Come, walk with  me
and I can prove what I say."
I  had nothing else to do so I said that
I  would walk with him a little ways. We
had  walked  about five  blocks  when  I
realized I didn't have my walker and was
surprised  that I could  walk  that  far
without it. I told him that I would have
to go back and get it.
Bahman said "You won't need it any  more
now  that I am with you" I knew  that  I
could not walk that far without it,  but
somehow  I  had. Also I noticed  he  had
left  his  blades behind and I commented
on it. Again he laughed, it seems he was
always  laughing, and said that  someone
would  find  them and make good  use  of
them.
"While we are walking let me tell you  a
story."  He said. I had nothing else  to
do so I said that he should tell me.


	      BAHMAN'S STORY

"I  was  born in the north, in  an  area
that you would think of as Germany. When
I  was  about 10 years old  a  group  of
slavers  raided our village  and  killed
most  of the men and took the women  and
children. I don't know what happened  to
most  of the people but I was taken  and
sold  to  a  merchant as a  houseboy.  I
never  saw  my  mother  or  any  of   my
brothers again.
The merchant was a very good man and  he
treated  me  kindly. He  took  me  to  a
distant land known as Persia. It was  in
the  reign of Cyrus the great. I  served
the merchant for about 10 years when  he
died under mysterious circumstances.  It
was  thought that his nephew had  killed
him  for  his  riches, but  no  one  did
anything  about it. The nephew inherited
all  that  the good merchant  had,  that
included  me.  This  nephew  was  called
Goodarz  and  was  a  very  cunning  and
crafty  man and not trustworthy at  all.
It was rumored that Goodarz was a wizard
but  wizardry was against the law so  no
one  knew for sure. Now this Goodarz had
a beautiful son whose name was Shahrokh.
Goodarz was always very cruel to me  but
his son, Shahrokh was kind to me.
One  day  Shahrokh called  me  into  his
sleeping  chamber and  put  me  to  work
cleaning his room. As I was cleaning  he
came  up  behind  me, putting  his  arms
around me from behind started kissing my
neck.  I  didn't know what to think  but
Shahrokh  declared his love for  me.  He
told  me how he didn't like the way  his
father  treated me but there was nothing
he  could do about it. We started seeing
each  other  in secret and  making  love
when his father was not at home. One day
when his father was not at home Shahrokh
and  I  were  in his bed and  I  had  my
manhood buried deep in his so very tight
hot  body  when all of a sudden  a  very
loud  voice  yelled. "WHAT IS  GOING  ON
HERE?  WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY SON  YOU
FILTHY BOY? Well as you can imagine that
ruined  our lovemaking. If Shahrokh  had
been  on the top it would not have  been
so bad because I was a slave and a slave
was expected to be on the bottom. It was
unseemly for a salve to be on top of his
master's  son.  But the son  could  have
been on top of me and nothing would have
been said about it.

Goodarz said he would have to punish  us
both. Goodarz sent Shahrokh away to live
with Goodarz sister in another city many
miles away. Every day Goodarz would beat
me.  One day he came home and giving  an
evil laugh he said that he finally found
a  fitting punishment for me. He told me
to  stand in the middle of the room  and
he  took  a  knife and cut my  hand  and
collected  some blood and sprinkled  the
blood  around me in a circle. He took  a
new  gold ring and put it in the  circle
with  me. Goodarz said some words  in  a
langrage  that  I didn't understand.  He
took  a  wand and tapped the ring  three
times  and then with the wand tapped  me
three  times.  All of a sudden  a  great
pain  shot  through me and  every  thing
went black so black that nothing at  all
could  be seen. I could not move I could
not  see  but  I was aware of  my  body,
which  was very cold. I staid like this,
in  this prison of cold and darkness for
what   seemed  like  many   years.   The
punishment he gave me was pure  torture.
All  of a sudden I became aware of being
set free and I knew instinctively that I
had  been changed into a djinn and I was
a  slave  to  the wearer  of  the  ring.
Looking  down I found that I  was  in  a
woman's  body, and a very fat dirty  old
man  was salivating over me. He took  me
and  raped me and after he had cum  into
me  he  demanded that I  give  him  much
gold.  He  smelled so bad  I  thought  I
would be sick. Every day he took me  and
demanded  more gold. I made him  a  very
rich  man but he was never satisfied.  I
was  his sex slave and there was nothing
I could do about it.
One day he got into a fight with another
man  and  he  demanded that I  kill  the
other man. Now I had never killed in  my
life and when I tried to kill the man  a
stroke of lightning came down and struck
my  master.  He fell to the  ground  and
after  much  great pain he  died.  Again
there was darkness for a good number  of
years.
Again there was light and I was back  in
this  world. I was once again in a  mans
body and was a slave to a very beautiful
woman.  She was always very kind  to  me
but  she  demanded a lot of sex from  me
and  told me to make my manhood  larger,
which  I  did. The woman could  not  get
enough  sex.  Although I made  her  very
rich  she  was never a greedy  woman.  I
never  told  any  of my masters  that  I
could  extend their life or that I could
make them younger. After a few years  my
mistress   died  and  again  there   was
darkness. This time the darkness  lasted
for  one thousand years. Again I thought
I  would  go  insane.  At  this  time  I
decided  that if I liked my next  master
and  they  were good to me I would  make
them  live  a very long time  because  I
didn't   what  to  go  back   into   the
darkness. I didn't want the torture  any
more. All of a sudden there was light. I
awoke  to life again and standing before
me  was a beautiful man. He was tall and
very  dark skinned. Very black eyes  and
hair with a very muscular build. When  I
told  him that he was my master and that
I  would do anything he wanted he looked
at  me and asked, "Will you be my lover?
You  are so beautiful." But as it turned
out  he  was so greedy and very mean  to
me, although the sex with him was like I
was in paradise. After a while he became
abusive  so  I didn't tell  him  that  I
could make him live a very long time.  I
didn't know what to do; I didn't want to
go back into the darkness. He would take
off the ring every once and a while so I
could  not appear. And I found  I  could
since what was happening around me. So I
came  up  with a plan. I would make  him
lose  the  ring. Since he didn't  die  I
could still be in the world of light but
I  was  invisible. One day when he  took
the ring off and put it in his pocket  I
caused him to drop the ring without  him
realizing it. There he dropped it in the
mud where you found it."

After  Bahman had finished his  story  I
said,
"You  must  be  the worlds biggest  liar
with the worlds biggest imagination,  or
you are ready for the loony bin." Bahman
looked  at me with a hurt expression  on
his face and said,
"I  can prove all that I told you is the
truth." He waved his hand and I felt  an
electric shock running through my  body,
it  didn't  hurt  but  still  felt  very
strange. All of a sudden the shock  left
me and I found I was completely nude and
in bed with him with an erection so hard
it  was  like  I  was a teenager  again.
Bahman  was lying on top of me  and  was
kissing me passionately. I didn't resist
him;  I  was  enjoying it too  much.  He
started  kissing my nipples and  lightly
biting  them.  He was driving  me  crazy
with desire. He slid down to the foot of
the bed and started nibbling on my toes.
He   sucked  on  my  toes  and  starting
kissing up my legs and worked his way up
to  my scrotum and then started to  suck
my  balls. He was driving me crazy. Then
he  took  my  manhood in his  mouth  and
slowly sucked me. He took the hood  that
covered  my  cock  and with  his  tongue
pulled  it  back  to  expose  my   large
mushroom  head.  I  had  not  been  with
anyone in over twenty years, it felt  so
good.  He  milked my cock until  I  shot
several  blasts into his  mouth  and  he
drank   every   drop  without   spilling
anything. He whispered in my ear saying,
"Please  Tom,  I want you inside  me,  I
have  not had anyone in me for over  one
thousand  years and I miss it  so  much.
Well I have never been built down their,
barley four inches. When I looked down I
could  not believe what I saw. I  had  a
monster cock. I started to kiss his soft
sweet puckered rose bud. It was so nice;
I  was burning with desire. I worked his
ass  with  my tongue to lube it  up  and
then  I  slid my now monster  cock  into
him.  I  slid in and out of him until  I
shot again and again filling him with my
seed.   I had never made love like  this
in  my life.  Bahman screamed with  lust
and said,
"Now  after over three thousand years  I
have  finally  found  my  Shahrokh,   my
Shahrokh  I  love you so.  Please  don't
ever leave me. I said to him,
"I  am  not  Shahrokh, I  am  Tom."  And
Bahman said to me,
"I  know, in this life you are  Tom  but
you  are  my Shahrokh reincarnated.  And
you will be mine forever." Bahman pulled
me up from the bed and led me over to  a
mirror on the wall and said,
"Look"  and  I looked. I was shocked  to
see myself but I was a young man not  an
old  man  as  I  had been  just  moments
before.  Bahman said that I  would  live
forever,  and that we would be  together
and  he  would still belong  to  me  and
serve me forever. He said,
"Now do you believe that djinns exists?"

This  ends  my story of how an  old  man
became a young man that would have  love
forever.

		  The End