Date: Mon, 13 Jul 2020 16:58:10 +0200 From: Hm Gf Subject: Arab Neighbor, Part 7 (Gay, adult-youth) Abdullah told me that we would be dining at his friend Hamza's restaurant that evening. He and Hamza were like brothers and had been in school and university together. He said that most of the conversation would likely be in Arabic. I offered to stay behind if he would rather have an evening alone with his friend. He wouldn't hear of it and said that I might actually like Hamza. I wasn't exactly sure what he meant, but decided to go with the flow and see what would happen. We took a taxi to the restaurant and as soon as we walked in, Abdullah was greeted by his friend Hamza with a big bear hug and a kiss on the cheek. Damn, Hamza was even sexier than Abdullah. He was six foot, three inches tall, weighing about two hundred twenty five pounds, all well distributed over two well muscled arms and legs with a slight hint of a belly. He was also wearing the standard issue gray suit and black leather shoes, which appeared to be a size fourteen. I couldn't help but notice his thick, long cock snaking down the left leg of his pants. His beard was longer than Adullah's, but very well groomed and I chubbed up immediately. Abdullah introduced me as his friend and Hamza pulled me in for me a big, tight bear hug. I could feel his big, flacid cock on my leg and I think he could feel my hard on and I felt giddy just being in the presence of this hypermasculine man. He kissed me on the cheek and said, "Abdullah's friend is my friend." He looked me up and down and I could detect a devilish twinkle in his deep, black eyes. He led us to a small table in the corner and suggested that we have tea and chat before dinner. While we sat there, the two friends caught up and chatted animatedly in Arabic with lots of smiles and laughter. Quite discreetly, Hama rubbed his toned thigh and leg against mine. They started to speak in a low, hushed tone and glanced several times at me. I got the feeling that Abdullah was giving Hamza the low down on me. This seemed to be confirmed when Hamza took his large, hairy paw and squeezed my thigh. After the tea, Hamza suggested that we dine in his private dining room. Waiters were summoned and a huge tray with various grilled meats, vegetables, bread and rice was brought. There was enough food for ten men and I wondered if there would be more guests. Hamza said something curt to the waiter and Abdullah explained that Hamza had requested that the waiters should not disturb us unless requested. The two friends continued to catch up while we all three ate hungrily. Throughout dinner, Hamza continued to rub his leg against mine. I felt like I was in a dilemma as I didn't know if Abdullah would be offended or angry if I accepted Hamza's advances. I heard Hamza unzip his pants and my heart thumped thinking about his large cock hanging free beneath the table. After a short while, Hamza pushed a spoon off the table onto the floor that landed under the table and Abdullah said, "my friend has dropped his spoon, would you mind getting it for him?" I looked questionly at Abdullah and he blinked his eyes and nodded his head slightly. I took this as a green light. I crawled under the table and there it was in all its glory! Hamza's long, thick, cut semi-hard cock. It was even bigger than Mustafa's. My heart thumped and I could feel my breathing quicken. I wasn't sure I could even get that fucker in my mouth. I leaned in and starting licking the velvety smooth head. I felt an electric shock through my body as it quickly stiffened up. Hamza must be producing a lot of testosterone! I licked down the shaft to his zipper and I unbuckled his belt and helped him lower his trousers. Damn! He was going comando and two smooth, peach-sized balls hung under his 10 pounder. Fuck! I licked and sucked on those balls and opened my fly to free my now throbbing cock and pushed my pants down to allow my twitching hole to enjoy the fresh air. I teabagged each of his balls lovingly and awkwardly moved his body so I could get to his taint. I heard Abdullah and Hamza chuckle, Hamza said something and they both roared with laughter. His taint smelled of a wonderful mixture of cock, balls, a man's ass blended with a spicy soap. I would love to have moved further down to his hole, but I figured it would be weird to have him sprawled out at the dinner table. I tongued his balls, shaft and started the challenge of swallowing his thick cock. I had to back off twice to wet my lips and mouth before I even got halfway down the shaft. I moved to a better angle to attack the monster and in doing so, my head banged the bottom of the table. This elicited another chuckle from Abdullah and Hamza. When the head of his cock reached my throat, my brain went crazy with desire. My body trembled and I jacked my own cock furiously. My mouth was gaping and straining as I sucked his cock further down my throat. I couldn't breathe and the blood pounded in my forehead. Just as I thought I might pass out, I was able to readjust my position and get air through my nose. I had swallowed the whole monster and my nose was buried in his abdomen. He reached under and caressed my head with both hands. I started bobbing up and down on his cock, hitting the table with each stroke. Both Abdullah and Hamza dissolved in laughter, but I didn't care. My mouth and throat were full of a magnificent cock. The whole scene had me super turned on. Every time Hamza's big cock head invaded my throat, my own cock throbbed and my pre-cum was freely flowing. Blood was pounding through my head and cock. Suddenly I felt Abdullah's hands on my ass cheeks. Yes! I bobbed faster up and down on Hamza's cock and pressed my ass cheeks into Adullah's hands. He moved his left hand up and down my crack and started teasing my hole with his middle finger. Fuck I was in heaven and I thought I would shoot any minute. He penetrated me with his middle finger and soon found my prostate and he added two more fingers. My head was frantically bobbing up and down on the 10 pounder, my ass was bucking hard on Mustafa's fingers and I was furiously stroking my own cock. I reached up and pressed on Hamza's taint to stimulate his prostate and he jumped in his seat. I could feel him squirming and shaking. His legs began to tremble and I knew he was about to shoot. Suddenly his hips bucked up and he shot, streaming cum down my throat. Then he bucked again, unloading another stream. I was gagging and his cum had filled my mouth and was dripping on the floor. He bucked at least three more times. I pushed back on Abdullah's fingers, he massaged my prostate gently and I blasted cum all over the floor. Hamza pulled his now semi-hard cock out of my mouth and I licked it clean making sure to swallow every drop. I was so spent that I had to rest a moment before surfacing to my chair at the table. Hamza leaned over pulling me to him in the crook of his arm and gave me a wet tongue kiss and smiled nicely at me. There was an awkward silence as Hamza and Abdullah looked at each other and then at me. Abdullah smiled at me and said, "well?" "Well, what?" I answered. "Well, where's the spoon?" (Comments are welcome via email: hmgf1963@gmail.com) Please consider donating to nifty to ensure new stories to jack off to....