Date: Sun, 20 Jun 2021 12:17:50 +0000 (UTC)
From: Neil Dawson <versauterboy2215@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hamsa of Tangir 10

Hamsa of Tangier 10

Hi people, here is Hamsa 10. I hope you enjoy it, I kind of feel the story
line has run it's course but if anyone is still enjoying it please let me
know and I'll write some more. As you see my email address has changed. As
always Nifty needs donations as well as stories.  Please be generous and
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When we had cleaned up, but with my mouth still tasting like a urinal we
dressed in the regulation dress of the estate - very little - and followed
the slaves to the dining room. This time the low tables and couches had
been arranged in a half circle around an open space in the middle of the
huge room. Slaves were stationed around the walls and especially behind Ali
and his guests, fifteen people in all, and more followed us in, were seated
at the centre of the arc. Ali smiled at us as we came in and indicated that
we should sit next to him. He kissed first Edem, then me. I felt his tongue
snake appreciatively into my mouth exploring the taste of piss that still
lingered there. He winked at me.

"Which one?" he asked.

"All of them." I answered honestly and chuckled.

"Of course, stupid question." And went back to kissing me making sure to
get as much of the after taste of piss as he could.

The conversation began again around us quietly. Ali reached under my loose
silk tunic and played with my cock, I wasn't sure that much would happen
after cuming so recently, but faithful servant that it was, it obediently
came to life in his hand. Then he undid the part of the tunic that went
over my shoulder so it fell away and I was naked. I leaned back and smiled
as he went back to kissing me. After a few seconds he looked across me to
Edem.

"Let me suck your cock." Edem gave him a dazzling smile and also let his
tunic slip from his body before he stood up in front of Ali with his own
hard cock standing up and out. Ali exstended his tongue and licked the drip
of precum from the big head before opening his mouth wide and taking it to
the root. I could see his throat muscles working as he carressed it
deeply. There was no way that I would have been able to deep throat a cock
as thick as Edem's, but Ali seemed to have no trouble.

"Can I fuck you?" said Edem to Ali. I looked up in surprise, I thought Edem
was presuming too much, but then I thought of the slaves on the estate who
had fucked Ali today. They hadn't asked permission they just shoved their
cocks in his willing arse; and he'd loved it. For answer Ali just laid back
and raised his long muscular legs. One of the slaves behind us came forward
and held them back for him, his own long cock flopped over Ali's face and
Ali greedily sucked it into his mouth. Having cock at both ends is as good
as it gets of course, and seeing Ali's cock quickly stiffening showed how
much he was enjoying it. I looked at Ali's arse, wet with cum as usual, he
squeezed it so it winked and a dribble of cum rolled out. It looked
fresh. More bubbled out and Edem rimmed his arse lovingly, thay both
groaned in appreciation. As Edem's cock slipped in more cum came out; his
arse was filled with cum! It continued to come out as Edem's cock glided
down till he was balls deep. I wondered just how many loads of cum where up
his arse; he must have taken on half the palace staff obviously. But it was
his cock that looked most enticing. I had to have it in my mouth so lost no
time in leaning over and sucking it down. I realized as I did that our
activty had not gone unnoticed. Several other guests gathered round; great,
I loved an audience. The slave holding Ali's legs back started sucking a
cock next to him. He was good, he took the cock down to the root, the hairy
groin of his fucker pressed hard against his chin and nose. This happened
repeatedly. I kept an eye on his skill even as I was trying to match it on
Ali's cock. Ali himself was doing a pretty good job on the slave's cock in
his own mouth, Edem fucking Ali, me sucking his cock, Ali sucking the cock
of the slave and the slave working on the cock of the guest; we worked as a
team. None of us wanted this to end too soon so we didn't try to make each
other cum we just enjoyed the pleasure of cock in arse and mouth. I love
the feeling of a cock in my mouth, I love wrapping my lips around the juicy
head and feeling its contours over my tongue. I love the taste of precum
and of course the flood of cum when that follows.

This continued for a good ten minutes before the slave whose cock Ali was
sucking began to moan around the cock in his mouth, he was obviously about
to feed Ali his spunk. Ali recognised the signs too and redoubled his
efforts on the slave's cock. He was obviously eager now to get a mouthful
of man juice as soon as he could. The slave fucking his mouth repeatedly
rammed his cock into Ali's mouth and then I watched it pulsing as he shot
his cum, filling Ali's mouth with tasty sperm, it bubbled out from the
sides of Ali's lips and ran down the side of the cock. Ali quickly
swallowed, then, pulling his mouth off the cock sucked up the cum from the
sides and base, making sure he got every precious drop. Leaning back a
little he looked appreciatively at the wet slimey cock, smiled and closing
his eyes, he gently sucked the big cum covered head back into his
mouth. Then Ali himself groaned and as he savoured the load of cum in his
own mouth, filled mine with a blast of his own. I felt the pulses along his
cock as it pumped its load of warm sperm across my tongue and down my
greedy throat. This was what it was to be alive! This is what made a slave
into a prince. All this was too much for Edem, who groaned and shot his own
load into Ali's already overflowing arse.

For a moment we all just stayed where we were. then slowly each of us
disenguaged and sat back. I was the only one who hadn't cum. My cock was
rock hard standing stiffly upright. I was wondering what to do about it
when there was a rap on the floor behind us as the slave who was arranging
the activities banged the floor with his staff to announce that the
acrobats were about to start.

Twelve boys, all about 18 to 25 bounded in, forward flipping until they
were standing infront of Ali who grinned and clapped. The boys were wearing
very short patches of cloth held up with thin strips of leather. Several of
the boys already had hard cocks which pushed the cloths aside, all of them
were half hard. With one united gesture they pulled the strings and were
naked. A cheer went up around the room. They put their arms around each
others shoulders and began a slow sensual dance. They were beautiful and
mezmerising to watch. Their oiled bodies gleemed in the candlelight,
dribles of sweat ran down their bodies. I would have loved to lick it
up. Ali's cock was half hard again and so were the cocks of the other
guests in the room. The boys broke apart and split into pairs.

The leader came up to Ali. Turned and bent over, showing his wet arse; a
drible of cum oosed out. Ali laughed and clapped. the boy turned back and
grinned widely. Another of the boys came forward and pushed his cock into
the first boys arse and fucked him hard for a few seconds before he pulled
out and the arse was taken by one of the others. He was rapidly fucked by
three others two of whom came in his arse loudly. Once again he turned
round more cum flowed out. It was terrible to think it might go to waste. I
looked desperately at Ali who nodded. I quickly got up and knelt behind the
acrobat and lovingly rimmed his cum filled arse sucking up and swallowing
the sperm.

As soon as as I had emptied it, the boy bounced away. Three other boys came
forward, they had three of the biggest cocks on display and began a round
of the guests so everybody got a chance to suck them. We watched as they
went from guest to guest. Two other boys came over to Ali wanking. I had
thought that this would be an acrobatic display, we had those at the
palace, but I was forgetting that this was Ali's show so of course the boys
were here to put on a sex show. They stood in front of Ali and presented
their hard cocks for him to suck. Which of course he did. He went from one
to the other. I was desperate for a cock in my arse; I still had the taste
of the cum from the arses I had rimmed and I was desperate to cum myself. I
dared not touch my cock, I knew I would cum instantly. So it was a relief
when at that moment the boys who been doing the room, arrived in front of
us.

I breathed a sigh of relief. I leaned back on the cushions and lifted my
legs up where Edem abligingly held them back and apart. I could feel the
cum leaking from my own arse. It wasn't just the performers who had well
used cunts that morning.The boy with the biggest cock came forward. I guess
he was wondering how well I could take it, and at first just gently pushed
against my arse looking in my eyes to see my reaction. For answer I reached
forward and pulled his hips towards me. His massive cock went in balls deep
in one smooth cum lubricated slide. I groaned with pleasure and my cock
erupted in a small fountain of cum over my chest and as far up as my
face. He immedately leaned over and licked it up before kissing me. He
grinned at me and furiously fucked hard pulling his cock back until he
alsost pulled it out and then slamming it back to the root. I loved it. And
everytime he hit rock bottom I shouted,

"Yes. yes, yes." Then groaned, "Oh yes, Fuck that slut arse, fucker!" Ali
and some of the other guests started to laugh and clap in time with the
fucking. After about three or four minutes however attention went back to
the other dancers and the clapping died down. Fortunately for me the
fucking didn't. He was good; I mean he was REALLY good. Of course his big
cock helped, I was really opened up. But he was a fuck artist, I was
getting fucked by a professional. I guess he went all over the empire
putting his cock to just this purpose. Well, I was glad he was putting it
to good use in my cunt. He fucked me hard, soft, slow, fast by turn and I
was loving it. I wanted it to go on for ever. After five minutes of this my
cock was hard again (that's being seventeen of course) and I felt I would
soon be able to come again. Edem leaned over and kissed me gently, pushing
his tongue into my mouth. Then pulling back slightly to give me a wink. I
suppose the boy fucked me for ten minutes before I could tell he was about
to cum. So I showed that if he had a professionally trained cock, mine was
a professionally trained arse, and used all my little tricks to make him
feel as good as he had made me feel. I tightened up the muscles inside my
arse and he suddenly tensed up, and with an almighty heave that pushed me
back on the cushions and straining to get his cock in as far up my arse as
he could, he came in four pulses deep inside me. I felt that now was the
time to give him a clap but apart from Edem everyones attention was
elsewhere. He slumped back, dragging his softening cock out of my arse as
he did so. Even now it was an impressive length, longer even than Ali's. It
wasn't as thick as Aksil's but still it was really impressive.

"Shit, you have a good arse. I'd like to fuck that all day." He said.

"And you have a great cock and I'd like you to fuck it all day too," I said
grinning up at him. And I really did, being fucked by a train of field
slaves is fantastic, but nothing can beat a true professional. "For how
long are you staying?"

"Two days. Don't worry," he said, getting his breath back, "I'll have
plenty of opportunities to fuck you again. So will some of the others, when
I tell them what you've got between your legs" It was his turn to grin and
wink.

At that moment there was a round of applause and we were brought back to
the reality of the room. I sat up up and watched as five of the performers
were being fisted by the other six, until the boy who had just fucked me so
well, joined his mates, bent over and and closed his eyes as a fist was
pushed deeply into him. After a few minutes they swapped around and the
fisters became the fisted. There was more applause. Then, when they had
disconnected Two of the boys lifted a third up and he squatted down in the
air while two of the others came up behind him, one pushed his arm up
inside him almost to the elbow. Bloody hell I thought, where the fuck had
it all gone? The boy seemed totally unfazed by having am arm up his arse
and his cock stayed hard all the time. The fist came out and another one
was pushed in. This went on, the boy was repeatedly fisted by the others in
the troup. He was wanking furiously and came in a fountain of cum up his
smooth rippled stomach with an arm still deeply imbedded inside him. It was
a waste of good cum of course but it was an amazing display.

The boys all broke apart and more sex went on. The youngest became the
centre of a gangbang when all the other members of the troup fucked him in
rapid succesion. Then back flipping away, four of the other boys came
forward carrying a large glass. Each of them pissed into it so that it was
half full, then the boy was brought back and taking the pot in both hands
he eagerly drank from it, before bringing it over to Ali with a big grin on
his face.  Ali took it and with a flourish, toasted the room of guests, and
drained it in one unbroken swallow. There was a round of applause from us
all.

THe entertainment went on for an hour and a half, by which time the boys
were clearly exhausted and totally fucked out. All of them had cum at least
once, either in another boy's arse or in his mouth. Several had been gang
banged. Apart from the piss scene I've just described that didn't play a
part in the rest of their display. Not that Ali wet dry of course, there
were the house slaves around the room and Ali saw to it that they had
plenty to drink. Jugs of water were available and when any of them, or one
of the guests needed to piss, and that was often, Ali had the first
call. Edem and I didn't miss out. If there was a queue to use Ali's urinal
mouth then they turned to us. I swallowed the piss from two guests and
three of the slaves; Edem had his fair share too. Ali became so blouted
with all the piss had had drunk that he had to share it out. He had a large
deep glass bowl in front of him and during the performance regularly pissed
in it. Guests near by used it too. I had seen a few of the slaves add
theirs to the pale yellow pool when they weren't feeding it to Ali. I eyed
it with interest and Ali saw me looking.

"Like what you see?" he asked, "Well it's nearly ready to enjoy I think."
He reached over and ran his hand through the warm pale pool. Why don't you
come closer Hamsa? You too Edem. We sat down right next to him and the deep
bowl. Ali knelt over it and began another heavy piss stream into it. I
watched carefully my face a few inches from the pool so that it was
splashed as Ali pissed. I licked up the drops. Ali took my head gently in
his hands and pushed it down into the warm pool. My face was completely
submerged. It was an amazing experience. Ali let go after two or three
seconds and I came up and took a deap breath. Streams of piss ran down my
face and body.

Edem said, "Boy, I've gotta try that."

"Be my guest, that's what it's here for."

Edem sat beside me and plunged his face into the bowl. Just like mine it
sank the whole way. When he came up, piss streaming down his beautiful face
with his thick curly hair now plastered down, he laughed and shook his
head, soaking Ali and me, and several guests sitting near. There was a lot
of surprised shouts and laughter. And a couple of the guests came over to
us.

"Hey, Ali! Is it plunge pool time already?" And quickly squatting down,
they too plunged their heads into the pool. When they came up they shared
long deep piss filled kisses first with each other then with Ali.

I took my own glass and filled it from the bowl to drink the rich brew. I
leaned back on Edem's now wet, muscular chest, and looked back at the
acrobats now taking their final bow amidst the enthusiastic clapping and
shouts of the guests and some of the slaves.

The slaves quickly came forward when the performance finished and
rearranged the tables and couches to get ready for supper which was laid
out on side tables at one end of the room. Guests, performers and the other
slaves all went to help them selves. And the sex didn't entirely finish
either. If the performers didn't have the energy left to fuck anyone else,
that didn't prevent them from being fucked by others. The youngest of the
performers who was about mine and Edem's age, and had been the first to be
gangbanged and fisted during the performance, had his accomodating cunt
opened up repeatedly during the supper by one or other of the guests or
slaves. I wondered if the poor lad had any time to eat, but judging by the
smile on his face, and his look of triumph every time another load of cum
was added to his arse or went down his throat he was having the time of his
life. He punched the air, and high fived with his fellow performers.

Edem and I got to talk with the boy with the massive cock who had fucked me
so well. He had been fisted twice during the performance, had taken six
cocks in his arse and had cum three times, so he was sorry that our repeat
encounter would have to wait, but he was a really nice guy and great to
talk to. He told us that not all their performances were sex shows like
this one, they were able to do straight forward athletic and acrobatic
shows as well. But they were all gay and did many repeat performances, so
specialised in gay sex shows whenever they could. Ali had them to perform
at least three times a year.

"I'm not quite sure why he needs us to come. This place is a continual fuck
fest the whole year from what I can understand. But hey, he pays very well,
I get to fuck and be fucked for two whole days and we have a great time."

"Ali likes variety," said Edem. "He invited us down to stay too. He doesn't
need us for sex either." Then turning to me and playing with my still wet
hair."Except that Hamsa here is even more of a piss slut than Ali, if
that's possible. But you're right, He gets sex all the time. It's just that
we're new faces and new cocks and new cunts. And like you say, we all have
a great time. Most of the time we live at the palace in Tangir and it's one
continual fuck fest there too."

"Hey, we don't know your name," I said. "I'm Hamsa and this is Edem. We're
Slaves of the Body' to the Bey."

"Omar," replied the boy with a big grin on his handsome face. "It's a
pleasure to meet you and was even more of a pleasure to fuck you."

"Oh yes, it was!" I replied sincerely. "And I want that cock in my cunt a
few more times before you leave. Have you fucked Ali?"

"Of course! It will be our job tonight too. All of us get to fuck Ali, even
Seth the youngest! And I guess he will fuck a few of us too." Omar
laughed. "I think we're in the main house tonight, but one time two of us
were put up in the bunk house with the house slaves. At the time I was a
bit annoyed. But Man! I got fucked every which way all night. I must have
got fifty loeads either in my cunt or mouth. I love my job. Maybe you could
be there tonight too. Then I can get to bone you and Ali. And share some
piss as well. Actually I may have some of that now, if you want it?"

Of course I wanted it, and so did Edem. We put our faces with our mouths
open close to the piss slit of his cock and he duly soaked our faces and
hair and fed us his warm sweet piss. There wasn't a huge amount but we got
four big mounthfuls each before the tap went dry. It's more exciting
drinking piss directly from the tap. He bent down to share wet pissy kisses
with us.

"Shit I have to go and talk with the other lads about tonight. It was
really great talking to you. Hopefully see you later." He got up and we
watched his perfect arse and low swinging cock as he went over to some of
the other acrobats.

"Hey, he was really nice," said Edem. "I wouldn't mind swinging on that
cock myself. And his arse is beyond fuckable."

Even I had to admit that, though rimming it when it was full of cum, rather
than fucking it myself was more what I had in mind.

There was still some sex going on around the room. But I could see Ali was
arranging for the feast to be cleared away, and I could imagine he was
thinking of the gangbang he was going to get from the acrobats.

He didn't invite us to join him, my second drilling from the young acrobat
would have to wait till tomorrow. These were private parties Ali evidently
had evey year and as Edem said, new faces, new cocks, new cunts.

We sorted ourselves out, slung our piss soaked tunics over our shoulders
and made our way naked, across the great dining room towards the rooms
where we were staying. Ali had already left and the house slaves were
clearing up. I saw one of the other guests being fucked hard by one of the
slaves who had been on security duty. The guest would have been a few years
older than us, about Ali's age, sexy, and the slave doing the fucking had
fucked me a couple of days before. Really cute, nice cock. We paused to
watch for a moment. The guest had his eyes closed and his mouth hanging
open as he took the really hard pownding the slave was dishing out. We
could hear the loud smacks of the slaves stomach as he bottomed out each
time. Both of them were clearly enjoying themselves.

We watched until the slave, in a flury of rapid punch fucks into the
guest's hole came with four load grunts. The guest himself came heavily
across his stomach at the same time, he had obviously been waiting for the
slave, who grinned down at him in the triumph of a job well down, before
greedily sucking up the cum on the guest's stoumach and then sharing it
with him in a creamy cum filled kiss.

Edem and I made our way back to our apartment, sleepy and for the moment at
least, satisfied. I thought of Ali, even now perhaps, starting his
gangbang. That really is true dedication to cock. Was he going to get
fucked by all the acrobats? Were any of the house slaves going to join in?
There must be at least fifty of those. I felt my own leeking, cum sloppy
arse and for once I didn't envy him.

Edem and I crashed out in my bed. We cuddled up, spoon fashion. Edem pulled
me to him and put a protective arm around me. I felt safe and loved and
desired; and above all, sleepy. And within a few minutes of hearing Edem's
soft rhythmic breathing I fell myself, into a deep dreamless sleep.

We slept in late. Finally one of the house slaves came into my room and I
woke up as his shadow passed over us. He looked down at us and smiled. I
smiled back and stretched lazily, wakeing Edem up as I did so.

"Are we being summoned to breakfast?" I asked.

"Breakfast is ready," he replied, "whenever you're ready. But Ali hasn't
got up yet. He was with the acrobats last night, and a few of the house
slaves joined them. I doubt he will be up before mid day. When Ali gets
into one of his sex craze moods he never knows when to stop. He once stayed
in our quarters for two days basically being fucked and fucking others all
the time. The only time he didn't have a cock in his mouth was when he was
eating food or sleeping." The slave chuckled, obviously rather proud of his
master. "In these moods none of us can keep up with him."

"Were you there?" Edem asked.

"For part of the night yes. I fucked him once and watched him getting
fucked by the acrobats. But I had had enough sex for one night. Ali never
has enough. He wants us to run the house and the estate, but sometimes I
think he has the staff here basically to fuck him."

Edem was lazily playing with my cock all through this conversation and the
talk of sex was getting me horny again. I could see the house slave's cock
was getting a bit fuller too. I reached over and very gently caressed
it. It was a good size and I was trying to remember if he had ever fucked
me or if I had ever sucked him off. But so many of the slaves had been in
my arse or mouth since I came to stay that it was impossible to remember
everyone. He edged a bit closer and I leaned over and very gently licked of
the drip of precum that had formed at the end of his cock. It was sweet and
sticky. Very quickly his cock began to fill out. And the big round head
became dark and shiny. It slipped into my mouth where I lovingly sucked
it. The slave groaned and closed his eyes.

"Oh yes," he said, "That's the way."

Meanwhile Edem was watching the action close up and as he shifted position
behind me I felt him manouvering his cock to centre on my still cum sloppy
hole. He very gently pushed it against it and it slid smoothly in. I was
getting cock at both ends, perfect. It was a gentle fuck for all of us. We
were relaxed and took everything slowly savouring the moment. No one was in
a hurry. I loved the feeling of my lovely Edem's cock in my arse and the
young slave I was sucking off was cleary loving what I was doing to him. I
reached out and pulled his muscular very hairy thigh towards me so his cock
could go deeper into my mouth and throat. He took the hint and my mouth was
pulled hard against his hairy groin. Edem began to ramp up the speed of his
fucking and I knew I was about to get the first louds of the new day. Edem
came first with a deep groan, into my arse. One deep thrust, then I could
feel the pulses along his cock as he pumped the cum deep into my cunt. The
young slave wasn't far behind. My mouth was flooded with his sweet cum. Two
big bursts. It was a lot for a boy who had spent the night fucking and I
wondered what sort of load he would give normally. It was sweet and warm
and I Knew I had to have more of it soon (I said that of all the cocked I
sucked off). It was too much for me, I was wanking and came into my hand. I
brought it up and offered it to the young slave who eagerly ate it up. He
smiled happily down at us and swapped cum slimy kisses with us both before
going back to his duties.

I was almost tempted to go back to sleep but I was also hungry, sex does
that. So, a bit reluctantly, we got up and wandered through the villa back
to the dining room. Neither of us bothered with clothes and Edem's thick
bloated and still wet cock, led the way. All signs of the party of the
night before had been cleared away and breakfast was being prepared, cups
of hot coffee, bread fresh from the oven, cheese and butter, sizzeling
swewers of meat ready on charcoal fires were laid out. A few of the other
guests from the party were there too. They greeted us as we came
in. Several of the house slaves I had seen at the party were there to
serve. I recognized the muscular slave we had seen fucking one of the
guests as we were leaving. I could see his long veiny cock hanging down,
half hard below his short tunic.

We got our food and relaxed on one of the couches to eat. Ali was nowhere
to be seen. I remembered the bowl of piss and wondered what happened to
it. Was it poured away? Did the slaves drink it?

"Ali's not here," said Edem, "Do you think he's still recovering or still
being fucked?" I giggled.

"Or perhaps, like us he's starting again."

"Actually, you know, I think I've had enough sex for the minute. I'll give
my cock a rest."

"Oh yeah?" I said with heavy irony, "until the next willing cunt passes
by."

Edem smiled, "You're probably right. And I guess why not? That's what this
place is all about."

"Edem, this is an incredible place and we've had a whole lot of fun."

He gave me a quizical look, "I can hear a but coming."

"But, do you think it's time we went back to Tangir? I miss the palace and
the life there, and I miss Aksil; very much. No matter how many times I get
fucked here, it isn't the same when you don't love the person."

"I think you're right. And you miss his cock too." He saw my face, and
added, "Don't try to deny it. I know you, you slut, just as well as you
know me. But yes I've been thinking the same too. But how shall we tell
Ali? He's been so generous and we've had a great time."

As it happened, we didn't need to worry. We met Ali at lunch time. He was
looking very bleary eyed. Edem thought he was walking in a funny way too,
but sometimes Edem can be a bitch. He smiled when he saw us. "You two look
as fucked out as I feel. Did you party boys have a good time?"

"Ali," said Edem, "that is a really rediculous question. Of course we had a
great time! A couple of times inside your arse as I remember."

Ali laughed out loud, "Yeah, you and thirty others. Forgive me if I don't
actually remember particular fucks, even by a cock as beautiful as yours."
He leaned over to Edem and kissed him. "I have heard from His Highness, a
messenger came in this morning. You are requested to return to the
palace. A small detachment of soldiers are passing near here and they will
also return with you. So with any luck you will have plenty of military
cock to fuck you on the journey." He chuckled. "We've had a good time, eh
boys?"

"Oh we surely have," said Edem."

"I've loved every minute." I said. "Thank you Ali."

Ali looked at us both fondly, "I have estate business to attend to today so
I shall be busy but I shall see you before you go. The soldiers are passing
through here tomorrow at noon. I have a gift for each of you." With that he
smiled, the interview was over and with a quick nod to each of us he turned
to another slave. We quietly left and went back to my room.

"I wonder what the estate business is. Getting his cunt fucked I expect."
Said Edem with a grin.

"That will be part of it." I agreed. "I wonder what the present will be?" I
yawned and quickly apologised. I didn't have Ali's staying power and I was
still tired after the events of yesterday. I lay down on the bed, pulled a
blanket over me and was quickly asleep. Eden must have done the same for
when I woke up a couple of hours later Edem was curled up beside me.

We got up and wandered back through the house, which seemed deserted until
we got to the big hall where the acrobats had done their show and where we
had eaten. We found a few of the house slaves lieing on the divans. They
smailed when they saw us.

"Ah, the sleepy beauties have woken up." said one, "We didn't like to
disturb you."/

"We were tired," I said, "I had a busy day."

"Don't tell us the Prince's private fuck boys can't keep up with the boys
of the country! You need to get more practice." There was general laughter,
and two of the young slaves pulled up their short skirts to show off their
half hard cocks. "Want some more training?" said one.

Edem and I joined in the laughter. "I never turn down a willing arse," said
Edem, pulling up his own skirt to show his own very thick and very hard
cock to prove his point. There was more laughter, and I could see a lot of
lustful looks at Edem and what he was offering. "But first we have to have
something to eat and drink, and I don't mean just cum and piss, though we
can have some of that as well later. We're starving."

One of the slaves got up, went over to the table by the side of the big
room and brought back a tray of hard boiled eggs, cold cooked sausages and
chicken, bread, butter and glasses of milk. Edem and I set to. We really
were starving. The other slaves resumed their talking and in several cases,
gentle love making. It was a perfect, relaxed scene, and with our hunger
from proper food satisfied I began to look around at the other slaves with
renewed sexual interest. There were eight other boys in the room but I
could hear work going on in the kitchens next door. All of them I guessed
were older teens like us or in their twenties. All were in the regulation
house clothes, a short tunic hanging across the shoulder and hardly long
enough to cover their cocks even when standing up. Lying down as we were
now, they might just as well have been naked, in fact I noticed that a
couple of the boys had taken off their clothes, or perhaps had never
bothered to put them on in the first place. I admired their sleek bodies
and their cocks, all either half hard or already erect. Almost without
thinking I gently caressed the smooth muscular thigh of the closest boy
next to me. He looked at me and smiled shifting position so that I could
get easier access to to his now hard cock. I returned his smile and ran my
thumb over its dark shiny head, wet with precum. I sucked my thumb; sweet
and warm. He looked at me with a cocky look, and then down at the big cock
between us. I kept eye contact as I leaned over and down and sucked the wet
head into my mouth savouring the sweetness. He swallowed but kept looking
at me. when i went all the way down however he closed his eyes and groaned.

"Oh yes, Hamsa, keep doing that."

I didn't need telling, I had no intention of stopping till I got a mouthful
of his cum. Edem of course could see what was happening and by this time I
was lieing on my tummy, so my arse was bare and in front of him. He didn't
lose any time in making use of it. I was aware of him getting into position
over me, then I felt the insistent pressure of his cock head pushing at my
still cum wet boy cunt. Automatically my cunt relaxed and he didn't need to
put much pressure on before it slipped into its natural home. Thick as it
was it slid in with little resistence. I was always open and ready for
Edem's cock. He pushed it in until his groin was pressed firmly against my
arse and now it was my turn to groan. His fucking was slow but hard, he
slammed his cock into my cunt, again and again. I knew it would be hot and
wet inside. There was always cum in my cunt. And now he was getting ready
to slime it some more, just as the slave in my mouth was ready to fill it
too, with more cum.

It wasn't timed perfectly, the cock in my mouth was the first to shoot, two
thick huge explosions which filled my mouth with rich boy milk and a couple
more, lesser shots, as a bonus. I ran the cum over my tongue and through my
teeth savouring the taste, the texture the warmth and slowly a little at a
time, I swallowed it. I groaned and Edem recognising the sound and no doubt
watching the boy's face as he fed me his spunk then pumped his own load
into my ever welcuming arse. Edem flopped down on top of me, his mouth
close to my ear.

"Oh Hamsa, Hamsa," he wispered, "that arse of yours is going to kill me one
day. But I shall die happy."

"Now there's a thought, to be fucked to death and die with your cock in my
cunt." We both giggled.

For the moment everyone else around us seemed to disappear. We were
literally wrapped up in ourselves. But I slowly became aware again of the
other slaves in the room. The low conversations and also I thought the
sounds of other couples having sex. I thought for a moment that this could
be the start of another gangbang if I wanted it. I was sure there would be
other slaves there who would be only too happy to plow my arse or mouth, or
both. But we didn't give them a chance. As Edem's cock slowly slipped out
of my arse, I turned over under him, kissed him long and deep and then we
separated and Edem, getting up, helped me to my feet. I could feel the cum
in me dribbling down the back of my right leg. We smiled at the others and
made to go back towards our rooms to finish packing.

"Oh, don't go just yet," said another of the slaves."Come and sit down with
us. Have some more coffee or something."

"And we may have something else to offer you, if you're still hungrey and
thirsty." Said another and there was more laughter from the others.

I glanced quickly at Edem, he raised an eyebrow, "I'm game if you are. We
can pack any time today." So we sat back down with the others. I was handed
a cup. I sniffed it half expecting it to be filled with piss, remembering
what Edem had said when we came in, but it was firmented goat's milk
flavoured with herbs and spices. It was cool and delicious. At that moment
two of the kitchen slaves came out and over to join us. THey looked flush
from the heat of the kitchen and their thin tunics were damp and clung to
their bodies, thick cocks clearly outlined.

"Where's Ali?" asked Edem.

"He's with the accountants. Every three months there's a reconning. Or
maybe he's being fucked."

"Or both!" There was more laughter.

"He's a nice man," I said. "We're all lucky to be working for owners who
treat us well. You with Ali, we with the Prince. Where else would any of us
want to be? Sometimes I want to pinch myself to make sure it's not a
dream."

This was the sort of conversation all slaves have as they discussed their
owners though I doubt if many slaves were as happy as us.

"A visitor came to stay just before you two arrived." said one of the
boys. "It was clear Ali wasn't looking forward to the visit. He was
straight we were told and we don't get many of those, I can tell you. But
he is aan important client and so must be looked after. He brought two of
his house slaves with him. They were straight too."

"Yeh," said one of the other slaves, "and we don't get many of those
staying here either!"

"We didn't have much contact with him but we met the slaves. They gave us
some idea of what life was like in this bloke's household. Their experience
was so different from our's. THey were just tools to be used. Beatings were
common for minor offences. None of us are beaten here. The biggest threat
that we face is that we might have to leave and nothing happens here that
would make us want to do that. And the hierarchy within the slaves meant
that senior slaves were able to bully the younger ones. They took their
tone from their owner I suppose. Ali never allows bullying here."

"We felt really sorry for these two guys. They seemed decent men; even
though they were straight.... So, you're right Hamsa, we're incredibly
lucky here, and none of us would want to do anything that would change
that."

One of the security guards wandered through into the hall looking for a mid
morning drink or snack, when he had found something he wandered over to all
of us. He was dressed the same as us except that he had a leather belt
around his waist with a long knife in a sheaf attached to it. Like all the
rest of Ali's staff he was good looking and his muxcular body was oiled and
tanned. I noticed some scars and guessed that at one time he had been a
soldier.. I wondered where older slaves who had been part of the estate
community went. In the palace they were given light duties and some were
retired and lived in the slave quarters.

"Hi guys," he said as he sat down, "Ali still with the accountants?" He
looked aver at Edem and me, "I hear you two will be leaving with the
soldiers tomorrow. I hope you enjoyed your visit, from what I've heard most
of the staff here have enjoyed having you." He said this with a grin. "I
think I'm the only guard who hasn't fucked you. I feel rejected!'

"We're sorry too. Where have you been? We've been on our backs taking cock
for most of the time we've been here." said Edem.

"He's been in the bunkhouse on his back taking cock there. That's where
he's been," chipped in one of his fellow slaves.

"Or getting pissed on."

"Or sucking cock."

There was a round of applause and laughter at this quip. "Don't let that
butch face and body fool you. He's as big a slut as any of us!"

The young soldier looked a bit sheepish. Then he too grinned, "Yeah," he
said, "I like cocks up my arse. Lots of 'em, but in this glorified whore
house who doesn't? And we all love piss too."

"We've never seen the bunkhouse," said Edem. "how many of you live there?
We've seen two slave houses out on the farm, when we visited them with
Ali. Hamsa got his first fisting in one of them. But Mut said there were
two hundred slaves on the estate so I guess most of you must live in the
bunkhouse here at the villa."

"That's right, it varies a bit but at the moment there are seventy of us
here at the house," said the young guard, whose impressive cock was now
nearly hard and pushing up his short tunic. He looked around at us and idly
played with it. "If you're here for another night maybe you should come
over for a visit. We'll make you very welcome and give you a few memories
to take back with you!" There was a chorus of agreement and several of the
boys pulled up their tunics so that we could see their cocks.  .  I looked
at Edem, my previous feeling that we were already pretty well fucked out
was definitely beginning to waver, there was that familiar itch in my arse
again. He looked at me and raised a questioning eyebrow.

"Ali said he would meet us later I guess we should wait to see if he has
plans for us before we leave," said Edem. "But we wouldn't mind spending
some time with you boys. We like lots of cocks up our arses too, and I like
fucking arse as well." He pulled up his own tunic again to show off his
still hard cock, to make the point. "I can open up some of your cunts just
as much as you can open up mine."

I kept looking at the young guard's now hard cock, it was that that was
giving me the itchy arse and making my mouth water. So of course I bent
over and started sucking him. I saw the smile on his face when I looked up
to see his reaction. "Don't stop now you've started." He said, I went back
to his cock, desperate now for his precious cum. Edem sqatted down beside
me. The young guard leaned over me and kissed Edem at the same time as he
ran an appreciative hand over my arse and pushed two fingers inside my cunt
to tease me. So, I thought, if it's fucking he has in mind, I can go with
that. I groaned loudly in appreciation and encouragement.

"Umm, that feels good." I said. For answer he pushed another finger inside
and gently spread my cunt lips apart. Edem took the oportunity and gently
rimmed me. I guessed there would be plenty of cum in there, so it was a
tasty feast. If the boy was going to fuck me he would have to wait for
Edem, who as soon as he finished rimming my arse, quickly pushed his own
cock in there again. But I guessed this was more of a tease, he had after
all only just cum and when one of the newly arrived cooks came over he
pulled his cock out so the cook could take his place. That was great, two
new cocks to be fucked by and to suck. That was more than OK. I closed my
eyes and luxuriated in the feeling of his beautiful cock opening me up
again. I groaned with pleasure, lowered my head back and closed my eyes. I
never got tired of being fucked. The pleasure never got less, the
experience never got routine. The young cook made sure there was going to
be nothing routine about this fuck however. He leaned back and pulled me
back with him, so that I was laying back on his chest with his thick cock
still buried to the hilt in my boy cunt. Everytime his cock hit base my
lust increased, the inner slut in me was never far from the surface and at
that moment a night long final gangbang sounded just the way to round off
our stay. The guard soon saw what the cook was making possible. He lifted
up and stread my legs so my full weight was on the cook under me, and
shuffled forward. Then I knew too what was about to happen. The guard spat
down on his cock and pushed it in beside the cook's. I'd been double fucked
plenty of times, especially at the Bey's party and I'd been fisted
too. Just as well, the cook's and the guard's cocks were still a major
challenge. The other slaves now realized what was happening and crowded
round to watch. Shouting encouragement; "Yeah, fuck the slut!" Open up that
cunt!" I loved being the centre of attention and my cock stayed rock hard.

While the cook kept his cock pretty still, but balls deep, the young guard
did the real fucking and he did it hard and fast and went in to the root of
his cock every time. Really hard. But I was the double fuck King. I grinned
up at him.

"Come on boy. Call that hard fucking? Show this cunt a good time." He took
the challenge. The fucking got harder and faster. Even the cook started
moving as well. "Oh that's better. Fuck me. Fuck me." I put my head back on
the cook's shoulder and let out whoop of triumph. "That's the way
fucker. Open up this slut's arse and fill it with cum." I was almost
delirious with the stimulation and I suddenly came without touching my
cock. And as I came I my arse naturally clamped down on the cocks deep
inside me and i felt the sudden warmth as they filled it with cum. I hung
there juddering with the incredible high I felt. And then slowly
relaxed. My whole body felt on fire with pleasure. The two deflating cocks
slipped out of my arse and I relaxed backwards exhausted, on the chest of
the cook. I wasn't able to move. I felt him licking my ear. I started to
giggle.

"That was incredible," said the young guard, "That's the first time I've
ever double fucked someone."

"Just as well you chose the arse of someone as experienced as Hamsa then,
"said Edem," Hamsa's cunt can take cocks like none other. I should know
I've fucked it enough times and I've watched it being fucked enough times
too. Hamsa never gets enough cock, do you slut boy?" He ruffled my hair, I
felt about twelve.

I was barely able to speak, "Never enough cocks, never." I wispered. The
cook went back to kissing my ear. I smiled. I felt proud of my arse. How
many of the boys looking at us could take cock like me? How many of them
could get fisted? How many of them could take a gangbang like I'd had at
the Palace? Then I thought actually most of them could probably take a
gangbang. Most of them probably had, if life in the bunkhouse was anything
like we had heard it was.

The young gauard was still standing in front of us gently playing with his
cock. I looked up at him; he smiled down at me. Suddenly a huge fountain of
piss exploded over us. Shit, this boy could piss for the Empire. Edem the
cook and I scrabbled forward our mouths open as wide as possible trying to
get as much as we could. Two of the other slaves came over too, to join in
the piss bath with us. One of them, drinking from the tap turned to me with
a mouth bulging with piss, to kiss me and share the juice. One of the new
boys after making sure he was soaked hiself, stood up and added his own
piss to the mix. Just as well for the guard was running out. In fact having
shared his load with all of us he squatted down to drink from the slave who
had just joined us. Edem, good old Edem, always ready with a full bladder
when you needed one, got up and joined in the piss fest. First soaking my
hair and face them feeding the guard. By this time the rest of the slaves
in the room had got up to join in too.There was a lot of laughter and
whooping as we all in turns soaked others or got soaked ourselves.

Just when it looked as if we had all run out, Ali came into the room. He
looked around at us with piss dripping from our hair and down our bodies,
and grinned from ear to ear. "Seems like I just missed all the fun. There
am I slaving away to make enough money to feed you lot, while you're in a
piss and fuck fest." This was greeted with more whoops and cheers.

"So whose got some piss for me boys?" Ali looked around expectantly and
slowly sank to his knees. There was a bit of embarrassment in the room
because we were all pretty pissed out. Then one of the slaves had an
idea. He went back to the table and brought back a large bowl. He tipped
out the grapes inside and putting it under his half hard cock, pissed into
it. He only pissed for a few seconds and then passed it to the boy next to
him. We all quickly got the idea. The bowl was passed around to all of in
turn. It was me who in the end added the most. I had drunk a lot of piss in
the last hour and probably I was the one who had pissed the least, so I had
a lot. It was quite a big bowl but with twelve young slaves it was quite
full. The young guard with a wicked grin on his face carefully brought the
bowl over to Ali, who had a smile on his face that would light up a
room. He leaned back and opened his mouth wide. The guaard lifted it above
Ali's head and slowly lipped it into his mouth and over his head. The
golden brew cascaded over Ali's face and hair. I could see him frantically
gulping as much as he could and loving being drenched. All of us were
wanking as we watched this.

The guard paused for a moment and a couple of the boys came up to Ali and
shot their cum into his still open mouth. The guard resumed pouring the
piss Just a little slower so that Ali could drink more of it. But each
time, when one of the boys was ready to cum, he paused so that Ali could
get it to eat. One by one we all fed Ali our cum, Edem and I went over
together. Before I came I leaned over and kissed Ali, lovingly sharing the
pool of cloudy, piss watered cum still in his mouth before Edem and I
filled it with our own.

Ali was on his knees alternately drinking piss and cum for twenty
minutes. For him this was the real life of the Villa.

He got up eventually still with a huge grin on his face. 'Well done guys!
Happy?' There was a chorus of yeahs and a round of applause. I think the
slaves on the estate were as much in awe of Ali's lust for cock as we
were. He never seemed to stop. He never seemed to have enough. I thought
the Palace was a whore house but this place's obsession with sex and
especially wet sex, was in another league. Of course Ali, though he was a
successful rancher didn't have the responsibilities of the Bey. He ran the
estate for profit but it was to keep himself supplied with cock that he was
mostly concerned with. Well, lucky him and lucky us.

'Shit, I'm hungry! Hey guys, let's eat.' said Ali. One of the slaves
quickly went over to the kitchen and ordered food for us all.

The kitchen staff were obviously used to producing food at a moment's
notice because all we could eat was put in front of us in just a few
minutes. We all ate together, and I wondered how many households in the
Empire worked like this? Hardly any of the grander places, I was sure. It
was part of Ali's secret for a happy estate. He may have been the man who
owned it and us, but everything was shared, especially our bodies. And
especially his arse!

We talked about the accounts, which were overseen by freemen attached to
the estate, not slaves. He had to prepare accounts to pay his taxes. These
were professionals whose qualifications were recognized by the Imperial
Civil Service. I would have loved to have asked if he been fucked there
too.

Edem said, 'Ali, some of the slaves here have invited us over to the
bunkhouse tonight before we go back to the Palace tomorrow. Would that be
alright with you?'

Ali smiled at us again, 'Still itching for cock, eh? Haven't I given you
enough to keep you happy during your stay?'

'If anyone else had asked that Sir, I would have thought it a reasonable
question. But coming from you, if you don't mind me saying, that is a
another rediculous question. Taking a cue from you, enough is never
enough!'

Ali gave a rye smile and acknowledged the jeers and laughter in the
room. He raised a hand and the laughter died down. 'Fair point Edem, fair
point. Well the services of the estate are at your disposal and that
includes the estate cocks. I trust the boys here will give you a memorable
send off.' There was a round of applause from the other slaves. The
gangbang was on.

Dinner in the villa was at seven and when that was cleared away, most of
the house slaves went back to the bunkhouse to join those from the gardens,
kitchens and the stables. A small team was left in the house together with
the guards to deal with night duties. Which included most importantly of
course, the duty of keeping Ali's arse and mouth full of cum. And taking
his fucks as well. Most nights a couple of the boys would sleep in his room
and if they weren't enough one or other of the guards could join in
too. The more I heard of Ali's sex drive the more i was in awe. Shit! I was
always thinking about sex too but Ali was having ten, fifteen or more
partners every day and sometimes far more than that! He had already had sex
with twelve of us this lunch time. And how many more had fucked him last
night? Under the circumstances I'm surprised only two slaves usually stayed
with him.

So it was at 9.30 that Edem and I were taken over to the bunkhouse behind
the villa. Like everything else it was spacious and comfortable. Each slave
had his own cublicle like the ones at the palace with a cutained
entrance. It was heated by fires under the floors so people were never
cold.  There was a large communal living room with a cushioned area at one
end. I could guess what this was used for. At the other end were the baths
and latrines. Places to shit were outside but the urinals were very
public. No surprise there.

Three of the house slaves brought us over. Even before we got inside the
slave walking behind me had slid his hand up my leg and was fingering my
hole. "I just want to make sure you're ready for us," he wispered.

"I'm always ready for cock, stupid."

Two and then three of his fingers slid inside and gently massaged my boy
cunt. My cock quickly came to life and I gave a soft involuntary
groan. Edem quickly picked up on what was happening and grinned back at
me. "Eager fucker as always." Then turning round and walking backwards for
a few steps he pulled up his tunic to reveal an already hard cock.

"This'll be in your arse in a few minutes slut boy." Then he dropping his
tunic and with a quick wink turned and followed the other slaves inside.

As we were let in my fellow slave pulled his fingers out out of my arse and
holding me still, pushed his cock into it. Shit even I didn't think the
fucking would start this quickly, not that I was complaining of course, the
quicker it started the more cocks would fuck me, the more cum and piss I'd
get to drink. Edem watched us and I could see a bit of jealousy on his
face. Not that he need to have worried. An arse as perfect as Edem's
attracted cocks like a pot of honey to bees. Another slave slave came out
of the gloom inside and pulling him back pushed his cock into Edem's boy
cunt. We stood facing each other as we got fucked. Edem closed his eyes
revelling in the pleasure of a new cock in his cunt. I knew just how he
felt. The slave fucking me was obviously not looking for a long fuck, he
was going for broke in my arse. His shafting was hard and fast; that was
OK. I can go with that. Cum, fill my arse with his load, get out of the
way, let the next person get in. And that is pretty well what happened
after the first two fuckers had filled our arses. We were cheered and
ushered into the bunk house. We were given cool drinks, I recognised the
herbal yogurt we had had before. It was delicious, (and looked like cum).

One of the seniour slaves came forward and formally welcomed us. "We hoped
you would come here one night so we could entertain you ourselves. I know
quite a few of us have fucked you already and a lot of us have enjoyed
having our arses opened up by Edem's wonderful cock." There was a round of
cheers that greeted this. "Tonight all of us are going to feed you our cum,
either in your arses or mouths and over the course of the night hopefully
in both." There was more cheering, "Cunt or mouth boys, tonight they belong
to us." Edem and I grinning from ear to ear looked around us. I spotted
Marcus, who had been the first of Ali's slaves to fuck me in the Pit. i
went over to him and gave hima bear hug. He was grinning too and we locked
faces in a fierce kiss. I could taste piss, and took it for a happy omen of
what was going to happen over the next few hours.

"Marcus, it's good to see you man. I wondered where you were, and the
others. I want you to fuck me next. I want that thick cock of yours in my
cunt so badly, I can taste it already."

"it wants to be in that sloppy old cunt of yours too. After being here for
the last ten days it must have had plenty of workouts. When I fucked you
before it was almost virgin territory give or take a few gangbangs. Now it
must be a seasoned open hole for every passing cock." He chuckled as he
said it. "Will you even be able to feel Marcus up inside you?"









"Oh, I'll feel him alright. I feel every cock that fucks me. AND I LOVE
IT!" I shouted to everyone, there was a round of applause and general
laughter. I looked round at the laughing faces and saw Edem in the middle
of a group. He was clearly getting fucked while he sucked off another of
the slaves and two others were pissing over his head and face and the cock
of the boy he was sucking off. Way to go brother I thought. Way to go. I
quickly turned round and grabbing Marcus' cock immediately backed onto it
taking to his hairy groin in one plunge. Bliss and I groaned with pleasure.

And so the fuckfest began for both of us. We were fucked fore and aft for
the next three hours. Sometimes doggy style, sometines standing up,
someimes on our backs. Always we had a cock at both ends. Edem did his fair
share of fucking too. He said at the beginning he tried not to cum in the
arses he was fucking so he could fuck far more. But after the first four
the temptation to cum was too great, and after he had cum twice, he just
got fucked. I was never happier than when I had a cock in my cunt and mouth
so I was just my normal passive slut self. Well, not that passive. My arse
muscles and throat are always very active when milking cocks.

At one stage I was taken over to the latrines. It was formed of a beaten
lead shallow trough. Someone had put a cover over the drain so that piss
collected in it. I was laid down and a couple of the slaves pissed over my
face trying to get as much in my mouth as possible. Then I was turned over
so that I had to turn my head to the side to stop myself from drowning
while somebody, I couldn't see who, fucked me. He and everyone near got
soaked too. At one stage one of the slaves lifted my chin to kiss me and
take gulps of piss from the tub.

Eventually everyone was fucked out. Edem and I were left like wet, limp rag
dolls on one of the beds. My face was still covered in cum. Cum was leaking
from our arses. Our hair was matted with drying com and piss. Eden slowly
wormed his way closer and we kissed, loving the taste of our piss and cum
flavoured mouths.

"We said we'd had enough," said Edem with a rye grin. "what a fucking
joke!" I was too tired to answer. i just lay on my tummy and drifted off to
sleep.

I woke up a couple of hours later to the smell of food, and realized I was
starving hungry. We staggered out into the main sitting area. By now the
cum and piss had dried though my face and lips and hair were crusty. Edem
looked a wreck and I laughed at him.

"Do I look as much of a mess as you?"

"Oh yes little Bro."

As we went out into the candlelight all eyes turned to us.

There were waves and grins. They looked pleasd with themselves as well they
might and quite a few were every bit of a mess as we were.

We took our seats on the cushions aranged around the charcoal fire and
greedily ate the lamb kebabs given to us, and the fruits that followed. The
slaves ate well, like everywhere else on the estate everything was well
ordered and carefully thought out. The estate was above all a community
that worked together.

Marcus was sitting next to me. "We've enjoyed your visit, and I don't just
mean having sex with you. Ali has been happy while you are here. And having
two of the most beautiful boys in the empire to stay with us is a
pleasure."

One of the other slaves joined in. "But we have enjoyed fucking you too."
That got a round of agreement. "And I've enjoyed being fucked my you too,
Edem."

Edem nodded his thanks and agreement. "None of Ali's guests," went on
Marcus, "have so obviously enjoyed our company as you have. And we've had
imperial slaves here before. All too often they've thought of themselves as
a cut above us."

"Yeah," said another. "None of them would have wanted to come over to visit
us in the bunkhouse."

Edem answered. "All of us are slaves, whoever we work for. We're lucky to
have these two men as our owners. It's their attitude to us which sets the
tone here and at the Palace. The Bey knows he is a Prince and so do all of
us who live in the palace. But he always treats us like men not just
objects. It's been a pleasure to get to know you, and it's been a pleasure
to fuck and be fucked by you. Ever since Hamsa and I met some of you at The
Rocks we've liked your company. Who wouldn't?"

"Edem's right," I said, "when the Bey said that Ali had asked him to
release us for a stay on the estate we've looked forward to getting to know
you better, and we have. And it isn't just the sex, wonderful though that
has been." I felt a warm regard for these men. They were decent and honest
and well meaning. Like Ali himself. I leaned over and kissed
Marcus. "Thanks mate, for your welcome and your cock," I gave it a gentle
squeeze once again to feel it's girth and length, "and your cum and your
piss."

"We were wondering if you wanted to stay here tonight? Or if you want to go
back to the house?" Asked another of the slaves, "We were hoping you would
stay. Not just because we want to fuck you again, though we would like to
do that of course, and I want Edem to fuck me again." There was more
laughter and a chorus of me toos. "But we want to talk too, about life in
the palace and we can tell you a few things too."

I looked at Edem and caught his quick nod, I thought of our comfortable
rooms and beds, and the slaves helping us to bathe, and then I thought of
being here and spending the rest of the night getting fucked and swallowing
cum. Of course we wanted to stay. "We'd love to stay here with you
guys. And we'd love to be fucked again and we'd love to talk." There was a
round of clapping from the fifty of so slaves there with us. So talk we
did. They wanted to know about the Bey, and how we lived. Did we have a
bunkhouse like the one here? What food we ate and what duties we had? Did
we have sex with the Prince often? Did I get fucked as much there as I had
been here? And so on and so on. They were really nice and we asked them
about the workings of the estate.

tWhen we had finished the food and drinks, three of the boys went over to
one of the corners and brought back simple guitars and drums and pipes, and
began to play. Four more of the slaves got up to dance. Their naked bodies
gleemed in the candlelight, their low hanging balls and cocks gently
swinging in time to the music. They moved in a slow circle, four more
joined them, taking steps in time to the music. They had beautiful bodies,
some scarsely covered by the scanty clothes of the estate, but most were
naked, it wasn't long before their cocks got hard. They put their arms
around each others necks and closed in tighter. I was getting so horny
watching them and they were having the same effect on the the other slaves
too. I looked at Edem but he was already involved with the boy who said he
was hoping Edem would fuck him again. They were kissing and Edem was
running his hands over the boy's smooth hard chest and gently stroking his
nipples. The boy gave a soft groan. I thought his wish was soon to cum
true.

I felt a hand on my body as well. Marcus ran his hand down my back and over
my arse. I felt a finger slip into my still cum filled cunt and it was my
turn to groan. Menwhile the dancing boys' act was getting more erotic. They
had strpped off what ever clothes some of them still had on they and were
openly running their hand over each other's bodies and cocks.

Marcus leaned into my side and wispered, "Let's join them." I wasn't sure
what he had in mind, but thought, why not?

We got up and joined the circle of slowly moving bodies. Someone produced
some oil and we passed it round, each oiling the body of the boy next to
him, so we shone in the lamp ligt. It soon became clear what the dance was
about. Two of the boys went to the centre of the circle and began to make
love. They gently kissed and ran their hands over each other, playing with
each other's cocks which very soon got hard. One of them knelt and began to
suck off his mate. We continued our slow dance in a circle round them, more
slaves joined in while watching the beauty of their lovemaking. Marcus was
kissing my ear. Within a few minutes the standing boy shot his cum into the
mouth of his partner. Then the parter went over to another dancing slave
and kissed him, i could see the cum in his mouth being shared as it bubbled
around their mouths. THen the boy who had been sucked off rejoined the
circle while the new couple took up their place in the centre. It was the
turn of the boy who had just sucked off his friend now to be sucked off in
turn. And the boy who had done the sucking in turn came over to me and
shared the warm boy juice. I kissed him eagerly savouring the rich warm cum
load. Then it was my turn in the centre where I sucked him off. When he had
cum in my mouth I went over to Marcus to share it and swap places.

And so it went on. Within half an hour three couples were taking their
place in the centre. And the cock sucking and cum swallowing speeded up. I
got chosen again half an hour later. But this time it wasn't to suck cock
and eat cum. When I knelt down the boy straight away pissed in my mouth. He
tasted great, hot and spicy, I let it splash over my head soaking my
hair. I swallowed most of it but kept enough to share with the next boy in
the circle I chose. He eagerly swallowed the mouthful of piss I brought
him, and then chose someone else and so the game continued. When I rejoined
the circle this time, the slave behind me pulled me close to kiss me.

"I need to fuck you." That sounded great by me, that's what we were here
for. I felt for his cock, not so long but really thick. Perfect. I straight
way turned round and slid back down on it. Thick and hard it filled my arse
perfectly. The thought struck me as it went into my boy cunt, just how
frexible my cunt was. After being fucked so much by so many cocks in the
past two years, how it had taken two cocks over and over, how it had been
fisted and just how much I had loved it. Just as I was loving this now. The
slave was really fucking me as hard as he could, he was slamming his cock
into my arse. he wanted to dominate and own my cunt. Fuck me anyway you
want and I'll love it. I had my eyes closed, but then I felt two hands
gently lift up my face and when I opened my eyes I saw Edem bent forward
next to me smiling. I could see he was being fucked too, he leaned closer
and kissed me. When I opened my mouth to accept his tongue I realised his
mouth was already filled with pissy cum. He clamped it firmly against mine,
with his hands behind my head and let the cum and piss cocktail flow
between us. I greedily sucked it in. What could be better than this? Being
fucked hard and sharing a mouthful of cum flavoured piss at the same time?
Well, I was about to find out as a powerful stream of piss hit our
faces. Edem broke the kiss to suck it in. Both of us looked up with open
mouths as the pisser alternated between our mouths. Ali had said all of his
slaves loved piss as well, and he was right.

When the first pisser ran out of juice, another took his place. And when
the boy with the thick cock grunted out his orgasm in my sloppy cunt and
pulled out, another cock took its place. Cum one cum all. This second gang
fuck went on for nearly an hour and Edem and I had cum or piss in our
mouths and a hard cock in our arses all that time. Well, being gang fucked
all night was what we had come for, and being gang fucked all night was
what we were getting. At the end of that hour my knees and my back gave out
and I slumped on the floor. A constant trickle of cum flowed out of my
arse. My hair was again plastered down with piss and cum, my piss wet body
had streaks of cum all over it. I was a glorious fucked up mess and I
couldn't have been more happy. Edem grinned at me and licked up some of the
cum that was running down the side of my nose.

"Cum slut," he said.

"Piss slut," I replied. We grinned at each other and shared a long cum
tasting kiss.

Having taken on the whole bunkhouse, the fucks finally ran out. Edem
usually liked to fuck at least as much as being fucked. His thick cock had
been one of the star attractions at the brothel he worked in. But this
evening in the bunkhouse mostly he had just been fucked. Long and hard and
repeatedly. I lay there and thought how often I had been in this condition,
covered in cum, my hair soaked in piss and with a cunt full of cum which
was slowly leaking out.. Pretty often in the last year.  Edem was lying ext
to me in the same condition. He shifted position slightly so that he was
slightly above me and started pissing again. I leaned over so that I could
drink it. Warm, bland, almost colourless. Wonderful. I let it play over my
face. There wasn't much but I was grateful all the same. What's a buddy for
if he can't share some piss with you?

"Got some for me?"

I tried, but I was pissed out. "Soon maybe."

He licked my stomach. "We go home tomorrow," he said. "I'm ready I guess,
see some old faced, get fucked by a few of familiar cocks, drink some royal
piss and swallow some royal cum." He grinned broardly, "You know, back to
the familiar routine."

"All I ever do is get fucked." I said, "My whole life centres on cock,
either in my mouth or up my arse. I thought I was ready to go home and yet
here we are."

"Yeah, I'm glad we did the bunkhouse though, if we hadn't we would have
wondred what we'd missed."

"I guess all of them fucked us, that's fifty cocks in five hours. Pretty
good going even for us. My cunt feels so loose."

"Oh yeah?" said Edem with a sly grin, "Wanna get fisted?"

"I'll pass for the moment, thanks." I said and smiled.

One of the other slaves sat down with us, he was really young, I doubt if
he was even as old as I was; maybe sixteen. He looked almost as fucked out
as we did. I could see thick dribbles of cum drying on his face and his
hair was wet and plastered down with it. He gave us a lecherous grin. "We
did you good!"

"You surely did, and my arse feels all the better for it," said Edem
leaning over and licking up the cum that was down the side of his chin.

"I can't remember which tasted best, your cum or your piss. Your cum I
think," I said.

The boy nodded, "Thanks. You're welcome to either any time. Except now,
both taps are dry. And I have to sleep. It's always good for a fuck here
but you've brought out the best in us"

I looked at Edem, from his expression he felt the same way. "Do you want to
stay here, or shall we go back to the house?"

I thought for a moment. "If we leave now, some of the boys here might take
it as a slight. They invited us to stay with them, maybe we should do
that. But I have to sleep now, where ever we stay. I can't keep my eyes
open."

We were sitting on a low cot in an alcove, and I just lay back and pulled a
cover over me. I think Edem and the boy lay near by but I was almost
immediately asleep. At some point I woke up enough to realize that someone
else was sleeping next to me, but soon I was asleep again. Very early in
the morning just as it was getting light I felt the body next to me
shifting slightly. His arm slid over me pulling me back against his body. I
opened my eyes and realised it was the boy. He gave me a beautiful smile
and leaned in close for a gentle kiss. We softly made out. Our gentle
movement and soft moans were enought to waken Edem. Seeing us he moved over
behind the boy who gasped sightly and tensed up as Edem's thick cock slid
once aagin into his boy cunt. Edem winked at me and holding the boy's waist
closely to to him started slowly, to make love to him. The boy groaned
quietly and a look of deep contentment spread over his beautiful face. I
knew just how he felt. How often had I felt that beautiful cock in my own
arse! We went back to our warm kissing. Edem began fucking him harder as he
went for the finish, and I could feel the jerks in the boy's body as he
repeatedly bottomed out in his cunt. Knowing what was going to happen soon,
i slid down the boy's slim smooth body kissing it as I went till I reached
his very stiff cock, and gently sucked the wet head. I didn't try to deep
throat him in case he came in my throat and I missed the first shot. I just
concentrated on the head, and I wasn't disappointed. He rewarded me with
three heavy slugs of thick warm tasty boy cream. There was a lot. It filled
my mouth. Smooth, dense; the essence of a boy. I ran my toung through it,
loving the taste and silky texture, before swallowing. My turn to groan as
I came in my hand. I brought it up to my mouth and licked some of it up
before offering it to Edem who eagerly sucked up what was left and with one
more punch fuck into the boy's arse filled it with his own load to join the
many others that I was sure, would already be there.

It was the perfect way to start the day.

And it was time to get back to the main house to pack and see Ali before we
were due to leave. We thanked everybody for our welcome and for the fucks,
and for the cum, and for the piss. We kissed all of them in turn and rather
reluctantly left the bunkhouse and returned to the main house. WE had no
idea where our clothes were, not that it mattered much.

When we walked, in my case slightly bow legged into the main house there
was no mystery as to what we had been doing during the night. Our bodies
were crusted with dried cum, our hair was still sticky with it and we stank
of piss. One of the slaves saw us as we came in and embraced us taking a
deep smell of our naked bodies as he did so. I could feel cum still
trickling out of my arse. There was a trail down the inside of my left
thigh

"I'd say you've had a really good night," he said, with a big grin.

"We had a brilliant night. I have swallowed so much cum I won't need to eat
today." I said and returned his grin.

"Yeh, and there's just as much up his slut arse too." Said Edem

"You've got a nerve. How many people fucked you last night. The whole
fucking bunk house, that's how many."

The young slave laughed and went his way.

"I think we need a wash, I said. Tempted as I am to stay like this all day
we have Imperial troops to meet."

Edem put his arm round me and pulled me into a cum flavoured kiss before we
made our way slowly back to our rooms.

We met other slaves as we weaved our way, they all gave us knowing
smiles. Many of them had been part of the gangbang so it was their piss and
cum in our cunts, on our faces and in our hair.

When we got back to our rooms we washed each other off. Then Edem said he
had to piss again, so I drank that getting pretty wet in the process of
course, and then had to wash again. Luckily no slaves came in to help us or
we would have been there all day. I needed to rest again, we hadn't had
much sleep and it was still early morning, i had to have a nap before
meeting Ali. A couple of hours now would make all the difference. WE slept
loner than we had intended and missed breakfast.

But finally we were up, our arses douched and our bodies anointed and
smelling of sweet oils, ready to meet Ali before we went on our way. There
didn't seem much point in dressing so we walked back through the main part
of the house naked. In the main hall we found one of the house slaves who
we also recognised from the night's party, and he took us to Ali in his
study. We had never been there before, and this was the centre of the
management of his estates and businesses. There were eight people in the
outer office all busy at books and papers, we went on through to his study
proper were he and two of his accountants were working an columns of
figures.

"Ah, welcome you two," he said, carefully looking us over, "I've been
hearing about the party in your arses last night. My boy's have shown you
good hospitality I think?"

"Your boys have shown us great hospitality," said Edem, "And I have a very
loose cunt and throat to prove it."

"That's what we like to hear," said Ali, "this place is a house of well
used cunts and mouths. Ain't that right boys?" he said to the other two
slaves putting his arms around their shouldes and hugging them..

They grinned and nodded.

"The troops should be here in three or four hours. I've asked that your
bags be packed so there is nothing for you to do, except have lunch with me
when I'm finished here."

He nodded and we guessed this was our moment to leave them. We walked
slowly back through the beautiful rooms admiring the frescos, mostly of
boys and men having some form of sex. Life here was nothing if not
consistent. Lots were of Ali himself. He'd employed skilled artists. Here
was depicted the everyday life of the estate so usually it was of him being
fucked but there were a lot too of him fucking or being sucked off. Others
were of the old gods, or of soldiers or charioteers from the old
Empire. All were of beautiful people. And in alcoves and above doorways
there were statues, many making love too. It was like walking through a gay
fantacy land. No wonder everybody was horny all the time. Sex was displayed
everywhere. It was even making me horny and I had just spent the night
being gangbanged by seventy slaves. I could see Edem's cock was at more
than half mast, arching out and over, thick and heavy. I looked down at it;
it really was a beautiful work of creation. He saw me looking and winked.

"Ready for another ride?"

"I'm always ready to be fucked, you know that." I said and grinned across
at him. We were walking through the main hall, so there were other slaves
around and I saw them casting lustful eyes at us as we strolled through. We
smiled back. Many we recognised of course, not just from the previous night
but from all the other occasions when we had been part of the sex circus in
the house. Was I really ready for another round before the soldiers
arrived, I realised I was slowing down and that my cock was getting
harder. Cock over brain, the story of my life. Eden couldn't keep the grin
off his face.

"You are, aren't you? You want your cunt tickled again! Good old Hamsa,
never enough cock." He laughed out loud. I relised we'd stopped walking. I
looked across at a small group of the house slaves lying on carpets and
cushions at the side of the hall and we went over to them. They grinned and
made space for us.

"Come and sit with us," one said. "We're waiting for the call from Ali to
bring his lunch. You're leaving us today to go back to the palace. I think
you've had a good time with us. You certainly seemed to be enjoying
yourselves last night! No two visitors here have ever joined in with the
life of the estate like you."

"We were just saying," said another that in the three weeks you've been
with us, everyone has fucked you at least oce, that's two hundred
people. On average that's ten people a day have either filled your arses or
you mouths at least once but I've fucked you four times myself!" There was
general laughter and a chorus of me toos.So in twenty days you've probably
been fucked or you sucked off twenty or thirty people everyday. That's not
bad."

"I'd say it was pretty good," I said. "I might even catch up with some of
you too." I turned to one of the younger slaves who I guess was about my
age, seventeen. How many loads of cum have you swallowed today?"

He thought for a moment, "Three, and I've been fucked twice. But it's early
yet. I've fucked Omar here and I've drunk a load of his piss too. It's a
reasonable start. Back in the bunkhouse tonight...well, who knows?"

"I'll fuck you," said one of the others. And there was a chorus of
agreement. I could see why, he was seriously cute, with an air of innocence
about his face which was clearly very deceptive. He was just as much a
hungry cock hound as the rest of us. And I could see the thick heavy cock
lieing across his thigh. The boy could pack a punch too. He played with it
idlely when he saw me looking at it and it rapidly got hard in his hand. He
raised a quizzicle eyebrow? "Want it Hamsa? The Royal fuck toy."

I leaned slowly back on Edem's chest. By now my cock was rock hard
again. He spread my legs and knelt between them staring into my eyes, he
shuffled forward practised ease and slammed his cock into my boy cunt in
one hard slide. Then balancing on his hands and toes punch fucked my hole
with all the energy of a fit young seventeen year old. But he was a lot
more experienced than most seventeen year olds. I guess he'd been taking
and giving cock since before he was a teenager. Skilled cock and very
experience cunt. He wasn't interested in prolonging the experience, he just
wanted to get off in my arse, and I was happy with that. Ten minutes of
hard fucking and he delived a load of boy spunk into my ever receptive
cunt. After he came he just relaxed and then as his cock lost some of it's
hardness I felt a flush of warmth deep inside me. He was pissing in my
arse. I closed my eyes as I felt the pressure and exstacy wash in and over
me. My whole body tingled with the pleasure this boy was giving me.

"Oh yes," I managed to gasp, "fill that arse with piss. Own it." I could
feel the piss beginning to squirt out around the slaves cock

One of the other slaves hearing this scambled over so that his half hard
cock could slip into my mouth and immediatly began to piss into it. I
greedily let it fill my mouth and let my cheeks baloon out before
swallowing. I was being filled with piss from both ends. Edem was watching
closely and the second time he saw my cheeks balooning motioned to me that
he wanted a share. I pulled my mouth off the still pissing cock and he
immediately claped his lips to mine to share the pale golden liquid. We
spat it into and out of each others mouths, topping up when necessary from
the seemingly endless supply that was still coming out of the slave's
cock. But then we started to giggle and I choked so we had to stop.

The pissing cock in my arse slipped out. And of course a cunt filled with
cum and piss was too much of a temptation to be left unfilled for long. So
the pisser in my mouth swapped ends, and his now hard cock took the place
of the other. He was pissed out so ten minutes of hard fucking and it was
cum that was added to the frothy mix being pushed around in my sloppy
arse. I could feel it squelching around inside me.

I guess this could have gone on indefinitely, getting my cunt loaded up,
had a message not come from Ali to say he was ready for lunch.

The boy in my arse grinned down at me, winked and said, "Master calls." And
abruptly pulled his still stiff cock out, followed by a steady trickle of
cummy piss.

I leaned back on Edem's piss wet chest and he bent over and kissed me. I'd
assumed he was wet because of the overflow from my mouth, but his mouth
tasted like a urinal too, so I guessed he'd been fed from someone else. For
a few moments I couldn't move, and anyway his chest was comfortable.

"If we're going to join Ali for lunch we'd better get cleaned up again," he
said

I struggled up and we quickly hurried back to our rooms leaving wet
footprints behind us. We dowsed each other in cool water, I (again) got rid
of the cum and piss in my arse down a drain, we gargled, combed our hair,
put on our simple clothes and hurried back to the private dining room where
Ali was waiting. He smiled again, looked at our damp hair, raised an
eyebrow. "Again?"

Edem nodded. "Again."

"Good," said Ali, "Let's enjoy a slow lunch, the soldiers won't be here for
at least two hours."

And so we sat as honoured guests rather than slaves while we were waited on
and our food brought. Ali wanted to know from us how the night in the
bunkhouse had gone, how many times we'd been fucked (how would we remember
that?). Edem told him we had no idea. Except that everybody had had a go at
us he thought. I confessed that my arse still loose. But that it also felt
good. Ali smiled, knowingly remembering I'm sure his many nights where we
had been, doing what we had been doing.

We asked him about his night with the acrobats and he confirmed that all of
them had fucked him, together with ten of the house slaves and that he's
fucked eight of them. He especially enjoyed the fucking from Omar, the boy
with the massive cock who had fucked me so well.

"He's been in the troup for four years now, since he was eighteen, and his
cock and his skills are one of the main reasons I get them to come back so
often. He fucked me twice and I fucked him too. Did you get to taste his
cum?"

Neither of us had.

"Then you missed a treat. He has the sweetest cum in the empire, and shit
knows I've swallowed a lot over the years. If he was a slave I'd try to buy
him for the estate, but all of them are freedmen. And they make very good
livings by doing what they do."

"And get all the sex they want," I said.

Two hours later a slave came in to say the soldiers had arrived and were
being fed. It was time to leave.

Ali came out with us gave us each a present. For me a gold clasp for my
tunic, for Edem a large gold stud for his ear. He kissed us both, wished us
a safe journey and said he would see us in the palace. We were provided
with mounts to ride which could then be housed in the palace stables until
his next visit.

We were off.