Date: 29 Dec 2002 21:59:17 -0800 From: Dave Subject: Arabic House-Boy 3 (Incest, Adult Youth b/M, m/M) Warning: This document contains Adult Material. If it is illegal where you live to view adult material, leave now! If you find Adult material offensive, you may also leave now. If you have not left, then it is assumed you are either not illegal and you would not be offended by the content of this story. So sit back and hopefully enjoy. Feedback is cheerfully encouraged! If anyone that would like me to write a story about your experiences send me an outline. Please send mail to davmay699@icqmail.com Arabic House-Boy 3 Adoption By Dave Tom was not feeling good about leaving Robert in the States as he flew back to Saudi Arabia. He knew that even if the Saudi's paid lip service to their support for the western interest against Iraq and the radical right wing religious terrorists, he knew that there were plenty of Arabs that hate the west. Their hatred may be miss directed. They are so uneducated that they have not figured out that while they live in poverty the royal families fly to Los Vegas, Nevada and drop millions of dollars of oil money on the turn of a card and a night with the so called infidel platinum-blonde, blue eyed whores. So, it was just as well that Bobby was left at home. When the airplane landed and he felt that blast of heat. He got a cab back to the compound. When he got home and opened the door, he found the apartment empty. He dropped his bag on the bed and got a beer from the fridge. As he walked through the place he noticed a red satin ribbon. It went under the front door. He opened the door and picked up the ribbon and followed it. He marveled that he had not seen it before. He suspected a surprise when he saw the ribbon going under Patrick's door. Rather than knock he just turned the doorknob. He was not surprised to see the ribbon heading in the direction of the bedroom. When he opened the door he saw Patrick was lying in the middle of the bed. The two houseboys were lying on either side of him. The ribbon ran across the floor and up the bed, across the bed and looped around Arie's cock, Patrick's cock and was tied around Patty's houseboy's cock. After he stopped laughing he joined the three of them on the bed. Tom followed the ribbon to unwrap it from around the cocks. The boys sat up to undress him. When he was down to his socks, he had the boys lay back down next to Patrick. Tom moved between Patty's legs and lay on his belly so that he could take the Irishman's cock into his mouth. As he started sucking his friend he wrapped his hands around the boys cocks. He had the boys squirting cum all over their tummies and pubic hair before Patty came in his mouth. It was a long reunion before they collapsed in a restful night's sleep. The days returned too normal. As the days passed Tom had time to think about what would happen to Arie after his contract was finished. He did not want to leave him behind. He was getting a little to old to be a houseboy. He didn't want to think what live would be like for an orphan to old to be kept anymore. He started seeking advice about how he could adopt him. He sought out a lawyer for advice. He went to the orphanage that had cared for him and talked to the administrator. The man was a bot bellied man that dressed in traditional tribal robes. The man was very hesitant to grant permission to a non- Muslim to adopt the teenager. Tom tried to convince the man that he would do everything possible to see to it that Arie would get the best education. Nothing seamed to move the man. In trying to find out what would persuade the man he talked to one of the staff members of the orphanage. The man smiled and made an unmistakable gesture. He formed an O with his mouth, pressed his tongue against his cheek and moved his fist to and from his mouth. Tom understood what that meant. He had to find a way to compensate the man for the loss of a good cocksucker. A few more inquiries led him to understand that the administrator might be willing to give the boy up if he were to service him sexually. He could not bring it up directly. He had to be very subtle in the way he approached the subject. He figured the best thing to do was invite him out to dinner. The next evening he called him and invited him to have dinner with him at the best restaurant in town. It was known to be frequented by the most active homosexuals in the area. If the man accepted the innovation he had to know what he was asking him out for. The fat man was all giggles at the though of dinner with the nice looking American. Tom picked him up and took him to the restaurant at the appointed time. The place had low tables around the room. The patrons reclined on pillows to eat and watch the floor show. Tom noticed that all of the customers were male and they were getting very touchy feely. The meal was lamb and they ate it with their fingers. As they ate dinner the fat man was very complimentary to Tom. As the meal was progressing they were treated to a belly dancer performance. It was a very good performance. The coins of the costume sounded like wind chimes as the attractive looking woman danced with all the hip and belly movements of a good dancer. It ended with the dancer moving the brightly colored skirt to exposing and limp six-inch cock. The applause was thunderous. Tom paid the bill and the fat man was all over him on the drive back to the orphanage. The fat man insisted that Tom come up to his apartment for tea. When they got to his rooms and past the business like office they entered his living quarts. The living room was sparsely furnished He had a large television a stereo and video hook ups that included CD and VHS. There was a low marble table. The carpeted floor had large pillows to sit on. Acting as the host the fat man had Tom sit down while he brewed tea. When he returned he had a tray for them. He cuddled up next to Tom as they drank the tea. He started undressing Tom. Tom had on brown penny loafers, so he used his toes to remove his shoes. As the fat man was unbuttoning the sports shirt, Tom was unbuckling his belt. He unhooked the cotton slacks. When he unzipped the pants his cock was already sticking through his boxer shorts. He had to lift his but off the pillows long enough to get the plants down. He used his knees to kick the pants clear of his feet. The boxers were next. When he reclined on the pillows all he had on was his socks. The fat man took off his headgear. Then she shed the robes and boots. Under the robes he was naked. Tom got a look at the fat man. His hair was thinning on his head, but the rest of his body had plenty of hair. The only parts of his body that didn't have hair were his butt and his stomach. Tom had worked around Arabs long enough to be accustom to the body odor of people that do not believe in bathing daily. But as the fat man pulled him close he pungent odor was truly repulsive. Tom tried to breathe through his mouth. The fat man found Tom's cock fascinating. It was close to seven inches long in the flaccid state. It was possibly the first time he had ever seen a foreskin in tact on an adult. Tom had to get on his knees and turn his body to a right angle to the fat man to allow him to play with his cock while he kissed the fat man's body. The fat man reached between Tom's legs and gripped the shaft to milk the loose skin up and down. He touched the wet head with his finger. The touch caused a trimmer in Tom's body. Tom was sucking on the nipples of the fatty breasts on the man. He took hold of the cock of the man as he kissed his way down the round belly. Tom could feel the loose scrotum that hung between the thick legs and rolled the average sized testicles between his fingers. The cock was about five inches long but it was very bulbous in shape. The head of his cock looked small compared to the thickness of the shaft. Tom almost retched, as he smelled the pubic hair. He could not give up now. He took shaft of the cock into his mouth and started sucking the man off. As the fat man got carried away he let go of Tom's cock as he started pumping cum into Tom's mouth. The fat man rested for a short time. The fat man wanted to taste Tom's cock. He rolled Tom onto his back. Then he positioned himself between Tom's legs. He milked the foreskin up and down until Tom was producing pre-cum. He spread it all over the shaft with his hand before he took the head of Tom's cock into his mouth. He was so fascinated with the foreskin that he was driving Tom crazy with his tongue. Tom's first ejaculation went right down the fat man's throat. He swallowed each successive squirt of cum. They rested afterwards. They ate some grapes and stuffed dates. The fat man could not keep his hands off the smooth skin of Tom's body. Soon the Fat Man had another hard-on. This time he wanted to fuck Tom. He moved Tom around putting him on his knees. He spit on his palm and coated his dick with spit. Then he put his face close to Tom's butt and dribbled spit until he had plenty on Tom's asshole. He used a finger on his left hand to swab some into the hole. Tom was no virgin and knew to push when he felt the head of the cock press against his opening. The cock was so thick that Tom felt stretched to the limit. The fat fingers held him by the hips as he fucked Tom's ass. When the fat man came in Tom's ass he just relaxed on top of Tom's back and forced him into the pillows. Tom felt like the fat man could put his fist in his ass when he felt the cock come out. He could feel the warm cum dripping down between his legs all over his scrotum. As they returned to a cuddling position the fat man picked up his cell phone and made a call. He left a message on an answering machine. He told Tom that the adoption papers world be ready by the next day. Tom had to get papers from the American embassy for Arie to enter the US as his adopted son. It took more than a month for everything to be arranged. Arie had no idea what Tom was doing. He knew that Tom only had a few weeks left on his contract and would be going home soon. He started feeling like he was going to be abandoned. He was reaching the age when he would be kicked out of the orphanage. He knew that living on the streets would be hard. When Tom got the paper worked finished he took Patrick and the boys to dinner without telling what he was celebrating. As the meal was being finished he produced the passport with Arie's picture and told him that her was officially Arie Ben-Ali Paine and we have two tickets for Atlanta. Arie was so happy he broke down crying as he hugged his new father. It was a real party for the four of them as they packed up to return to the States. Arie packed his belongings every day, just to keep himself busy. Tom called home with the flight number and expected landing time. George and Bobby were there early and waited in the restaurant for the arrival of the plane to show on the TV monitor. They were just outside of customs waiting for Tom to exit the customs room. They saw him pushing the chrome cart piled high with luggage. Bobby ran to meet him. When he was about twenty feet away he saw Arie. He was so excited to see him that he practically tackled him as he jumped into his arms. He was hugging and kissing him as George walked up. It was hugs and kisses all around as Bobby told his Uncle George about Arie. Tom waited until he was finished before saying. The only thing you didn't know is that Arie is your older brother now. That lead to more hugging and kissing. When they got home to Uncle George's place they settled in quickly. George and Tom took the master bedroom. The boys took the next largest bedroom and put a full sized bed in it. On school nights the boys would put themselves to sleep either by sucking each other off or fucking each other. On holidays and weekends they boys would join the men in the big bed and have an orgy of sucking and fucking. One of the favorite things they did was for the boys to get into a 69 to suck each other while the adults got in position so that they could fuck the assholes of the boys. Sometimes they varied that so that the boys could fuck the daddies. Bobby grew up very fast. He developed into a strong athletic young man. He was not as tall as his Uncle George was, but his cock was just as big. His hair darkened a little and his body hair got thick. He grew a mustache that tickled Arie when they made out. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you would like me to write send your comments to davmay699@icqmail.com