Date: Mon, 23 Jul 2018 10:24:59 +0100
From: Michael Tolliver <michaeltoliver20@gmail.com>
Subject: Hamsa of Tangier 2

Hamsa of Tangier 2

I woke up the next morning feeling a bit groggy. My arse wasn't exactly
sore but it certainly felt well used. I was serving at the Bey's breakfast
though as usual he was going through official papers and his principal
secretary was reading letters that had come overnight. He was too busy to
notice whether I had dark circles around my eyes. I did catch him looking
at my cock again though, outlined in my trousers.

I was on duty for the rest of the morning in case I was needed and waited
in the day room, there was an extra divan there and as no one called me I
was able to catch up on some much needed sleep. As soon as my shift was
over I went straight back to my small compartment and crashed out. I must
have slept for about two hours when Edem burst in and jumped on top of
me. "Hey slut! How are you doing? How's your arse."

"It'll recover," I said rubbing the sleep from my eyes, "can you believe it
but it's still leaking cum even after the clean up job Mousa did on it."

"Oh, I can believe it alright, isn't it a wonderful feeling? Knowing you've
got guys' cum still in your cunt. I love it."

I squeezed my arse muscles and felt them warm and slimy, "Yes it does feel
good. All those cocks and all that cum. I can't believe how much I
swallowed. And I lost count of the number of guys who fucked me; twenty,
thirty, more maybe. Is it always like that?"

"Well you can usually get fucked as much as you like, but it isn't always
quite like that. It's a holiday for most of them today so there were a lot
more guys there. And you're a new face and arse; and I may just have
mentioned to a few people that it was your first time and your birthday, so
they just wanted to welcome you. We're a friendly lot, the people of the
rocks." He leaned over and kissed me again. I lay back contentedly. "Now I
have done everything, I've sucked cock, I've swallowed cum, I've rimmed a
cum filled arse, I've cum kissed, and best of all I've been fucked
absolutely stupid. Thank you for giving me such a fantastic birthday."

Edem was silent for a moment, then he said, "It was my pleasure. I had a
really good time too. And it was fun, I have to say, watching you getting
fucked and used. I thought once or twice it might have been too much, But
it was clear you were having the time of your life. But you don't know
quite everything. There are still a few things you have to learn my
friend. There is one thing in particular that I love, that we didn't try
last night."

I looked at him, "What was that?"

"What else comes out of your cock besides cum?"

I thought for a moment, "Piss?"

"Yes piss my friend, warm golden piss. Have you ever thought before of
someone pissing on you? Over your body, soaking your hair, on your face?"
Then snuggling up to me he whispered, "In your mouth. Have you ever thought
of swallowing it. Have you Hamsa?" I had to admit that I hadn't but the
thought was a huge turn on.

"Do you like that Edem?"

"I love it. I love being soaked in piss, I love it when my hair is
drenched. I love it in my mouth and I love drinking it. I think you might
like it too, You like what else comes out of a cock and I'm sure you'll
love that as well. I used to do it a lot at the Brothel. There were special
areas for different things and one was piss. In it there was a big shallow
pool lined with yellow bricks, that was fed through pipes from all the
urinals in the house. On a busy night, with a hundred staff on duty and as
many or more clients, it got pretty full, you could lie in it and drink as
much as you liked. I was in there every day."

"Does pissing go on at the rocks too."

"Of course. There's a special area, we call it the pit, further down from
where we were. Loads of people go down to it. Even if you go in the day
time there's a smell of urine in the air."

"Could we go there? Perhaps even tonight?"

He kissed me again, "You are amazing Hamsa, I've never met anyone as eager
as you, not even in the brothel, cum slut, boy cunt and now aspiring piss
slut as well." He shook his head, "yes we can go down there; tonight if you
want."

"Why didn't we go there last night."

"Because dick-wad, if you remember we were doing other things, like getting
your arse turned into a cunt for one, and seeing just how much cum you
could swallow for another. You can't do everything at once." He sighed in
mock despair and rolled his eyes.

"What other rooms were there?"

"Some people like pain and being humiliated and they associate it with
sex. I don't like it. And only the boys who were into it went into that
room, I never did."

I thought of Abu Musa. "Was it like Abu Musa smacking my arse last night?"

"Well, sort of, but he didn't really hurt you did he? He was just sort of
drawing attention to your arse as he was fucking it. But I still don't like
it. Abu Musa is a good guy and a great fuck but it still has something to
do with asserting authority. How do you think he would react if you had
slapped his arse?"

I Looked horrified. "Exactly." said Edem

"What else?" I asked. Edem looked confused.

"You know, what else went on in the brothel that I don't know about."

"Oh, umm, you like being fucked don't you?"

"No," I corrected him, "I LOVE being fucked."

"OK, yes we love getting fucked, but remember when Salim first opened up
your arse with his fingers, and you were able to relax so you could enjoy
it when everybody fucked you?"

I nodded, "Well supposing he hadn't stopped at three fingers. Suppose he
had pushed his whole hand in there and when he had done that suppose he had
fisted your arse with his hand. I've watched some people take an arm up to
the elbow."

I pulled a face. "But it's because it's a cock that I like it in my arse."

"Fair enough, whatever turns you on. I got fisted a few times in the
brothel if a client was really into it and I fisted a few clients as well,
but I couldn't see the pleasure of sticking your hand in an arse, a fist
can't cum."

Is that where you got your tattoos?"

He looked down at his arms and legs, "Like them?"

"Sure, sexy," I ran an appreciative hand over them.

"One of the clients did it. The brothel keeper had loads of tattoos and he
encouraged us to get them too."

I realized that this was becoming an interrogation but there was one more
question I had to ask, "How old were you when you were sold to the
brothel."

"Fourteen, but I wasn't a virgin or anything. I'd been working as a street
whore for a year, then one of my customers took me in, cleaned me up, fed
me until I got my strength back. He fucked me of course and shared me with
his friends. It was when he could see how much I loved it and wanted to
join in, that I was sold to a friend he knew who kept the brothel. I loved
it, I had all the sex I could get, with clients and some of the other
slaves too, though that wasn't encouraged. We had to save our cum for our
clients. But you could also make a fair bit of money. We were allowed to
keep tips and if like me, people asked for you especially, we got a lot of
tips. I was one of the star attractions in the brothel. I've got a big
dick, an ever willing arse and mouth and I'm a natural born slut. I ticked
all the boxes. I saved enough money to buy my freedom, I still have it. But
I was having too much fun. I've thought sometimes about buying my freedom
now. But what would I do? I like the job, I like who I work for and with,
the work is easy and I'm certainly better fed than I would be if I was
free. And my arse is always full of cum, and there are quite a few arses
around here that regularly get filled with my cum too."

I looked at him. "You have a lot of sex in the palace?"

"Sure, I got so used to plenty of cock in the brothel I wasn't about to
give it up when I came here. It's easy. Most of the young slaves are horny
and sex starved. They can't get out much so what do they do? They turn to
me of course. I guess I see about twenty different guys on a regular basis
each week. The system is if my curtain is open, then I'm available. If it's
closed then I'm with someone, and they come back later."

"So you get fucked two or three times a day?"

"That's about it. Sometimes more sometimes less. It depends on who's free."

"How many times have you been fucked already today then?"

"So far twice. The Berber fucked me early on, and just now with Recep, who
works in the grain store. Great body from carrying the gain sacks around. I
fucked him before he fucked me. And I've got a date later with Mudassar,
who you know of course. Sometimes I go with one of the soldiers, but they
can get out so they don't need me so much. Most often its with Abu Musa and
his men when I go down to the rocks"

I felt incredibly jealous. "I'm surprised you can fit me in."

He took my face in his hands and kissed me again, "I will always have time
for you. You and me, we're soul mates. Why do you think I'm here now. I
wasn't just going to ask how your arse is feeling. I want to know if I can
fuck it again?"

I returned his smile and rolled over on my back pulling him on top. Using
his knees he pushed my legs apart and lifted them up so they rested on my
chest, then after a quick glance at my face he dived into my arse, spitting
in it, and opening it up with his tongue. When he thought I was ready, he
lined up his cock with my cunt and slowly pushed it in. I concentrated on
relaxing and he was gentle, making small fucking movements until I was
loose enough for him to push his nob in and from then on it was easy. His
whole cock slid in with barely any resistance, certainly no pain. Shit, it
was thick but I loved it. We were making a bit of noise and I realized we
had an audience, but Edem couldn't see him at that moment and I didn't
care. Edem started slowly but soon he was fucking me hard. And the harder
he slammed into my arse the more I liked it. I could see the boy who was
watching us had got his cock out. I motioned him over and he quickly came
in and stood by me. I opened my mouth and he shoved his cock inside. I took
it to the root repeatedly and he groaned in pleasure. If Edem was surprised
by the extra participant he didn't show it and before long they were
kissing. Soon I felt Edem freeze, his eyes were squeezed shut and I could
feel the now familiar pulsing of his cock as he squirted his cum deep in my
cunt. Still kissing Edem, the other slave filled my mouth with his own
load. Cum at both ends, perfect. I was wanking too and as my mouth filled
up with cum I also came over my tummy. I grinned broadly and Edem could see
the cum in my mouth. Immediately he leaned down to share it. Then he and
the new boy licked up my cum.

"I told you we would have a good time, Hamsa."

I didn't know the other slave, so when we had disentangled, I asked where
he worked in the palace. It turned out that he wasn't a slave at all but
worked in the accounts department and was here to bring a message to the
Master of the Body Slaves. But he had heard about the sex going on in the
slave quarters and was hoping to join in. He had done that alright. I told
him he was welcome any time, and smacked my lips in appreciation of his
tasty load, and so with a quick kiss for both of us and a big smile he
left.

We agreed that I would get my introduction to piss that night at the rocks
and agreed to meet at nine as before, neither of us worked at night and our
shifts finished at seven. Edem gave me careful instructions. I was to drink
a lot all through the day and especially in the two hours after I stopped
work. I would be expected to piss just as much as I could expect to be
pissed on. "Oh, and make sure you grease up your arse too, pissing won't be
the only thing we do tonight. Wear your smallest tunic and an arm band to
tuck it into when you take it off. We'll go naked so everybody there knows
we want to be fucked." With that he left.

He was back at nine. I had done as I was told about the drinking and I was
ready to piss, even by then. I had put on an old tunic which had been given
to me when I was younger and shorter, now it barely covered my arse or dick
even when I was standing upright. It was made of thin cotton from
Egypt. Edem looked at me appreciatively, "You look like such a whore
dressed like that, it's perfect."

"That was the general idea I thought," I replied. "Let's go."

He gave one of his dirty smirks, "Always the eager cunt."

We left by the back gate as before and paid the usual price, this time Abu
Musa fucking Edem and one of the other young soldiers fucking me. With the
first load of the night adding to the grease already in my arse, we set off
down the road and onto the narrow path. As soon as we were out of sight of
the road we stripped off.

It became clear that as Edem had said there were fewer people there, but
there were still quite a few and I thought they looked better dressed. Free
people have more flexible time tables. Two naked teenagers,one with a huge
hard cock (Edem of course, I sometimes thought that with him, hard was its
normal state) were bound to attract attention. I could see people nudging
each other and pointing in our direction. I loved it, I was an
exhibitionist. I was proud of my body and being with Edem, put me in the
'in crowd'. We were approaching one group when one of the men spotted us
and came over. He pulled up his tunic and waved a very respectable cock at
me.

"Hey pretty boy, wanna get fucked." He was a good looking square jawed
peasant slave. His accent was rough and his body hard and deeply tanned
from working in the fields. I loved the look, but it marked him out as a
lower grade slave. As far as I was concerned he was a walking wet dream.

"I'm always ready to get fucked," And to prove it I walked boldly up to him
and bent over to suck his thick dark cock which soon got very hard in my
mouth. And I gave it my best service taking it down to the root till his
thick cock hair was pressed into my face. I think he was a bit surprised by
my reaction (I was a bit surprised myself, to be honest, but being a slut
was getting easier by the minute).

One of his mates laughed and said, "Looks like you've got yourself a live
one there Marcus." I could see the others had got their cocks out too. They
were all dressed alike, rough dark tunics and I guessed they were a party
of field slaves from the same estate. Interesting, there was a story there
obviously.

Marcus turned me round pushed me forward so that I was bent over and rimmed
my arse. "Cum boys. This is a cunt that's already been bred. Makes it
easier for the rest of us." General laughter greeted this. He stood up
behind me and after a bit of fumbling to get his big cock in place, shoved
it roughly into my arse. I had kind of expected this scenario and had done
my best to relax so that it could go in easily. But the invasion was so
quick that I cried out. Once the head was inside though it was plain
sailing and I could settle in to enjoy the fuck. I thought it would be
short and brutal (which would have been OK, the next one would his turn
more quickly) but I was wrong. He was actually a good lover. "Is that good
lad, are you happy with Marcus' cock in your cunt?"

"I love your cock in my cunt, now fuck me hard you bastard." And fuck me
hard he did, varying his strokes, first short and fast, then long and slow,
he attacked my arse from different angles. He was really good and clearly
took pride in what he was doing. I was loving it and told him so, "Oh yes
Marcus, fuck me, fuck me, fuck my cunt."

Once again he whispered in my ear. "Good fucking boy cunt. We should get
you down to the farm, I'd see it was filled twenty four hours a day."

I heard one of the other slaves ask Edem if he wanted to get fucked as
well. By answer Edem just turned around and stuck his arse out. It was
quickly filled. The rest of the group gathered round wanking. We were about
to be fucked by the whole group, I couldn't be happier. After Marcus came
the others took their turns. I was fucked four times in quick succession
and Edem the same. When they had finished, Edem and I could straighten
up. We arched our backs to relieve them. "Stick around boys, we'll be ready
to go again soon." said Marcus. I was very glad I had greased up well, and
now with all the added cum as lubricant I was ready to take on the world.

"That would be great," said Edem, "but I'm introducing my young friend
Hamsa here to the pleasures of the pit. We'll catch you again on the way
back. You look as if you are all part of the same group."

"Yes," replied Marcus, "we all work on the estate of Ali al Rashid. We came
with him, he's somewhere about too. He's a young aristocratic cock hound."
The others chuckled. He chooses his slaves carefully and the dealers know
what he likes, when ever they get a good young gay slave they contact
him. There are no women on the estate at all, even in the house. He likes
sex, so part of our work is to keep him happy and well fucked."

"That's true, I've known him sometimes to come over to the bunk house on an
evening and take on all cummers." That got a big laugh from the others. I
really liked them. they were just ordinary blokes out for a good time and
wanting to give others a good time as well.

"He told me once," said another, "that his brother can supply the heir."

"Is he cute?" I asked.

"Yeh he's young and cute enough, he's got a really great body."

"Yeh," one of the others chimed in, and the longest cock you've ever
seen. Sometimes when he's been fucking me, I thought it would come out of
my throat."

This got another laugh, "I hadn't heard you complaining," said Marcus.

While he was talking one of the other slaves had come over to me and Edem
to look at the cum running out of our arses, before kneeling down to suck
it up. The others clapped and laughed.

"What?" he said, a look of innocence on his boyish face, "I like cum."

"We know that Mut, it's one of the reasons we all love you." said one of
his mates

When he had finished and stood up again, Marcus put an arm around his
muscular shoulders and hugged him. "Mut here is the official estate cock
sucker. Nothing he likes more that a belly full of cum. Whenever he's not
working, he's on his knees. Ain't that right Mut? He"never lets good cum go
to waste." Mut grinned and nodded his head, looking round at everyone.

"I wish I didn't have to work, then I could be swallowing cum all day." he
said

"And all night, like you do now!" More laughter.

"There are over two hundred slaves on the estate, so there are a lot of
cocks to suck. He doesn't have to do it all on his own, we all help out
too." That brought another cheer from the others.

"What's the biggest number of loads you've swallowed in one day Mut?"

"Sixty seven." and there was a touch of justifiable pride in his voice. I
would have been proud as well. "It looked like being a good day so I kept a
tally. A few other times, I've come near it. Two days ago I reached
fifty. I just like cum a lot. I've sucked off everybody on the estate at
one time or another. My dream is doing it in one day!"

Marcus then turned to me, put his arms round me and hugged me, "So young
Hamsa, you want to get wet do you?" I smiled and nodded, "Well we might see
you down there, eh boys? We can feed you some piss." There was a general
chorus of approval. They were such a friendly and seemingly happy group of
guys.

Suddenly I felt my cock getting wet and warm water running down my legs. It
took me a moment before I realized he was pissing up between us. I pulled
away slightly and an arch of piss shot up in the air splashing up to my
face and all down my chest.

"Like that?" I nodded.

Another arch of piss shot up and Mut leaned over and took a big
mouthful. He looked at me and opened his mouth to show me the pool of piss
inside before he closed his lips and swallowed. Then he bent down again and
took another huge mouthful. When he came up again to show me, he didn't
swallow it strait away but putting a hand on the back of my neck he gently
pulled me into a kiss. Suddenly my mouth was filled with Marcus' piss.

Mut said quietly, "Swallow it." So I closed my lips like he had done and
swallowed. This got a cheer and clapping from the others, including Edem.

"Now," said Marcus, "you're a piss slut, welcome to the club." I bowed to
them all with my hand over my heart as we had been taught in the palace.

"We'd love to spend more time with you guys, you've been really great," I
said. "I really mean it, but I've been drinking water all day and if I
don't piss soon I shall burst." As I said it I realized how young I must
have sounded; but I was young; apart from Edem, I was the youngest guy
there by several years of experience.

We high fived the group and Edem and I staggered off down the path to the
pit. He was right as usual, when we came to the small clearing it did smell
of urine. I suppose there must have been thirty or so guys there. We were
standing at the entrance, when another group of people came down the
path. It was some of the slaves who had just fucked us, I recognised Mut
who gave me his lopsided grin, he was missing a front tooth. I smiled back
and hugged him.

Edem had given me instructions on how to drink piss. I was to kneel down,
take the cock gently in my mouth and flick my tongue over the nob. That
usually did the trick he had said, so it was what I now did to Mut. It
didn't take him three seconds before my mouth was flooded. Edem knelt down
too, watching intently and leaned over, "Try not to miss a drop, swallow it
all." I did a pretty good job, the flow was good but not too heavy and I
managed to swallow everything. Then Mut pulled away and sprayed my face and
soaked my hair. I was in fuck's heaven.

One of the other slaves started pissing on Edem who immediately looked up
to get the full force in his face before opening his mouth and drinking it
from the tap.

When Mut had finished he pulled me up and shared in the piss still in my
mouth, then knelt down in front of me. I was bursting to piss, but it still
took a few seconds before I could relax enough. Mut's eyes darted back and
forth from my face to my cock, his eyes wide. He put out his tongue and
gently licked my nob. Eventually I relaxed enough so a gentle squirt flowed
out and immediately he leaned forward to catch it. His eagerness broke the
dam and I let go with a heavy stream into his mouth. He drank it eagerly
just as I had done his. But he wanted to get wet all over. He bent his head
so I pissed in his hair and down his back and soaking his tunic. He moved
again so this time I soaked his chest. Again he took my cock in his mouth
and swallowed the rest of my stream.

Meanwhile Edem was still squatting down drinking the other slave's piss
while a second stream played over his hair so that it was plastered down in
wet curls around his handsome face. When the streams had finished he stood
up but neither of the two pissers seemed to want to drink his. I wasn't
going to miss this and eagerly knelt down with my mouth open. "Come on
Edem," I pleaded, "give me your piss." He gave me his dirtiest smirk and
pissed over my face, then in my open mouth, then over my shoulders and
rigid cock. I was wet everywhere and I loved it. Eventually he ran out of
piss too. I stood up and hugged him, then kissed him to share some of his
own piss, which he swallowed. We hugged the other slaves and I had a
lingering kiss with Mut. I thought he was really nice. Then they put their
arms round each other's shoulders and went back up the path. None of them
had come this time but I realized that all of them had come in our arses
not twenty minutes before.

I admitted to Edem that I wasn't sure I could piss any more. I'd given it
all to Mut.

"Did you do as I said and tanked up all through the day?" I nodded, "then
you should be OK and good to go soon, remember all the piss you've just
drunk. But we can recharge at the stream." He led me across the small space
to a gap between the rocks I hadn't seen. There was a sound of splashing
water where the small stream fell in a short waterfall.

A few other guys were there as well, topping up. They gave us a cheery
greeting. There were even pottery cups around, left by previous users. I
drank long and deeply. When we had done we sat back waiting for things to
work through. What with the water I had been drinking all day, the huge
amount of piss I had drunk from Mut and Edem, and the water I had just
drunk, it wasn't long before I thought I could go again. I looked at Edem
and he gave a quick nod and off we went back to the party. I didn't know
until later that he had brought one of the bigger cups with him.

More people had arrived in the last half hour we had spent by the
stream. There must have been fifty people in the little dell so it was
quite crowded. As we emerged from the gap we found ourselves in the middle
of a group of guys who looked not much older than us. They were in a circle
some with their arms round each other. None of them were pissing when we
arrived, but all of them were soaked, their wet hair clinging to their
faces. All looked happy and satisfied. The guy on my left immediately
caught my attention,he looked about Edem and my ages and was dressed in
what I realised later was a silk tunic, it was soaking and clung to his
beautiful body like a second skin. What was also evident was his very long
though not very thick cock, hanging down from where his tunic was tucked
up. I leaned over and sucked the end. Immediately I was rewarded with a
huge gush of piss that nearly drowned me. I chocked and coughed. The other
boys there laughed.

"Go easy on the boy, Ali, you idiot, let him get used to you before he
passes out." His was an educated voice, we had gone up several steps on the
social ladder.

Ali smiled down at me. "Sorry lad, are you ready to drink some more?" I
nodded and went back to his cock. It was a bit thicker and even longer now,
but the fountain was no less fierce. He used his cock like a flexible pipe
swinging it from side to side so my long hair was plastered down like Edem
and the others. Our arrival started a new round of piss sharing. I felt
other streams over my head and shoulders and on Ali's cock as I was sucking
it. Ali himself bent over to catch and swallow from one of the streams, I
could see his throat working hard to swallow it all but it was running down
his chin and over my head. When he had eventually stopped pissing he gently
pulled me up and bending slightly kissed me, no doubt tasting his own piss
still in my mouth. Then he turned me round, by this time his cock was
standing up hard. Making me bend as Marcus had just done he rimmed my arse
expertly.

"This arse is full of cum. How many loads are in here?"

"Five, no six, umm, five I think." I said. This got a big laugh from his
friends, and he joined in.

"Five, or six loads you say," he was still chuckling, "no wonder it tastes
so good." He went to sucking out the cum.

"Hey Ali, let us have a go too."

"Fuck off and find your own arses. Better still wait till I've fucked him
then you can have your turn."

He stood up and once again I felt a cock being lined up with my cunt,
before the long glorious slide home. I arched my back pressing my arse back
on his cock. I had never been fucked so deeply. He began his fuck gently,
but as he got into it and realized how much I was enjoying it, he pulled
his cock almost until it came out, then slammed it back in again. I moaned
and whimpered, squeezing and relaxing and moving my arse in small circles
so his amazing cock penetrated me from different angles. I was almost in
shock by how good it made my arse feel. I was so engrossed in what was
happening to me that I had forgotten Edem for the moment. When I opened my
eyes again I could see he was fucking one of the others while also being
fucked himself. I was boggle eyed.

Ali bent down and whispered, "Your friend is good at this." Then he went
rigid and stopped all movement for a couple of seconds before plunging into
my arse for one final time and pumping his cum further up my arse than it
had ever been before. I couldn't help it, but came myself at the same
time. I caught most of it in my hand and brought it up to my mouth. Ali
took my hand and shared my cum.

I had felt his cock soften in my arse, but he hadn't pulled it free. I felt
him hug me a little more tightly before making a soft moan. There was a
sudden burst of warmth deep inside me and I could feel a growing
pressure. He was pissing in my arse. "I've filled your boy cunt with my
cum, now I'm filling it with my piss."

"That's it Ali, fill that slut arse up," one of his friends said. I could
see Edem looking at me with a little awe. I had even shocked him. The slut
at least for one time had surpassed his Teacher. I felt a huge surge of
satisfaction matching the amazing feeling deep in my arse. Eventually his
pissing stopped and Ali turned to the boy who had asked to rim me. "So
Amah, do you still want to rim this arse?"

"Try to stop me," he said and hurried across to suck on my loose wet
cunt. I relaxed and a fountain of creamy piss covered his face and filled
his mouth. Edem joined him as I relaxed some more. I could feel him sucking
it up. He came round to the front of us and opened his mouth to show us the
cum cloudy piss inside, then very carefully trying not to loose a drop he
kissed first me then Ali sharing the hot mixture.

There was a moment of silence around the group. "That is the hottest thing
I've ever seen," one said. He was wanking furiously and Edem lunged forward
to get his load. For a moment he became the centre of attraction or rather
his mouth did, as he swallowed loads from three others.

When we had all come down, and rested a moment, Ali said, "I haven't seen
you before. This is a select group and two new faces as beautiful as your's
are always welcome." He had a beautiful voice that went with his beautiful
body.

"This is my first time, my friend Edem brought me."

"Well friend Edem, thank you for sharing your friend, having the use of two
naked teenagers so into piss as you two are, is a real bonus."

"But you can't be much older than us." said Edem in surprise.

"Thank you but I am older than I look. What are you, about seventeen?" he
said to us.

"I'm seventeen, Hamsa is only just sixteen."

"Sweet sixteen and already cum and piss sluts. You're certainly the sort of
teenagers we like." There was a general chorus of agreement.

"Actually sir, we have met before, at least I have met you. We work for the
Bey, and I have served dinner to you."

Ali al Rashid looked at him, "I should take more care next time to note who
His Highness has working for him. I've seen your cock Edem and I can think
of exactly where I would like to put it." There was more laughter, "Yes we
must certainly meet again. And you Hamsa, do you also work for His
Highness?"

I nodded, "We have met some of your slaves already tonight, it was their
cum that you were eating from my arse. They filled Edem's arse too." I
realized too late that this was totally tactless. Edem looked horrified but
we needn't have worried. Ali put back his head an laughed, "Well that won't
be the first time that has happened, either straight from their cocks or
via another's arse. Every one here has sucked off or been fucked by my
slaves. It's what they do best." There was some clapping. "I think it is
time for you to go back to the palace, but I'm sure we shall be meeting
again soon."

We each bowed to Ali and his friends, then picked our way over the piss
muddy ground and up the path. Edem stopped half way up and produced the
water cup he had taken from the stream. He took a deep drink, I saw his
throat muscles working. Then he handed it to me motioning me to drink
too. I took it realizing from the smell that it was filled with piss. I
grinned at him and rolled my eyes, then drank it, it was still warm.

When we got to the back gate of the palace Abu Musa and two of his guards
were sitting chatting. He stood up when he saw us. "Ah, the sluts return."
As we got near he must have smelt our piss soaked clothes and
bodies. "Fucking hell, you two smell like urinals."