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Road Travel Excitement - Arab Sex Encounter
2008-08-18 06:14:00
I went north from Florida for a funeral. On the way back home I decided to drive the Natchez Trace Parkway all the way. Nice drive, 50 mph, lots of scenery, many animals and birds. Nothing exciting happened until I reached Natchez.Natchez is a port city on the Mississippi River. Lots of riverboat crewmembers and gamblers at the casinos. Settled into a motel to wait out a storm I hooked up via wi-fi online. In no time I found a guy interested in coming to the motel for fun with me.When he arrived I suggested we shower together; wanted him squeaky clean since I am a very oral bottom, love kissing, licking, sucking, mouthing, rimming, being fucked lots, over and over.Naked in the shower with him I knew I had gotten more than lucky. Altair, a boatman, was 6' 2" tall, 185lbs, 8" long, thin cut cock, muscular, hairy, taut butt and half-arab and half-british. I gauged his height by mine ? 6' even, his cock length and thickness by mine ? 6.5x5" and cut also. We weighed on the scales. I ti...
Hot Gay Sex Encounter
2008-03-04 01:40:00
A few years ago, I lived in a luxury apartment complex. Across the hall was a great guy by the name of John. John was a very well liked guy around town, owned his own business, was attractive, dated several nights a week, and enjoyed most sports. We met while golfing at the complex's course. He had a great knack for making everyone feel comfortable and ready for fun. A party seemed to follow him where ever he went. We became great, close friends--threw many parties for the complex between our suites, golfed, sailed and worked out together. We "doubled" often and Jon always had a great looking date.I noticed he never seem to click with anyone for any length of time, but there was never a lack of company for him. I liked him immensely. He was a wild little guy, about 5'6" tall, but very well built and confident. He was also a real practical joker and, if some stunt of his was too much for me, I'd fall back on my college football days and call him a fucking tackling dummy...
Houseboy
2008-02-24 05:41:00
I was traveling through Mexico a few years ago when I decided to stay for a week in a small family run hotel in a town on the Pacific coast but little did I know what I was getting myself into. Apparently it was the job of one of the younger sons of the family to come by and clean the rooms each day. He looked to be in his early twenties, maybe 5'8", with brown eyes, jet black hair, a slender but muscular body and an ass that it looked like you could bounce quarters off of.The first day I stayed there I'd just finished smoking a joint a few minutes ago when I heard a knock on the door. I looked out the window and saw him standing there holding a broom. I opened the door and let him inside and I don't know if it was the weed or what but the instant I saw him I had a powerful urge to find out what kind of heat he was packing and just how tight his ass really was. I watched him move around the room and he may have noticed the look of lust in my eyes because it seemed like he was ben...
An Arab Gay Sex : Forced to be a man whore
2007-10-15 00:19:00
It was a long and tiring drive to Kandahar, and on the way we passed through many check points and several burnt out tanks. The Taliban commander, Samir, drove. He hated being chauffered anywhere and though the car reeked of leeking petrol he smoked continuously, stopping only to lecture his passengers."Only fat bourjois Arabian bitches have chauffeurs. No Yemeni man allows himself to be driven anywhere."Samir embarked on a monologue about the historical superiority of Yemen. It might now be the poorest Arab nation on earth but at one time it had been the centre of the world trade in exotic spices, silks, scents and slave boys with a military strength that had defeated both the Romans and the Egyptians."Nasser, What do you think about him ?" He asked, looking pointedly at me in the driving mirror."I am too young to know," I said tactfully, noticing a look of desire in the Major's eyes."Well, he was certainly a lot more handsome than Mubarak. God, I don't know what Suzanne must thi...
First Time Behind : Uncle's Delight
2007-10-04 02:04:00
I hope that I can get this in with a 100 lines. But if you poor suffering bastards are looking for a FIRST TIME I have it for you. Let me introduce myself, My name is Farooq Hassan and I am 21 years old, (everything is legal now right?) and I am using a friends computer to tell you this story (sorry I can't write English well). I was born in New York. My mother was pure Israeli married a New Yorker guy. You have my promise that every word of it is fucking true to life or I am a bastard of my uncles nephew.I saw him again for the first time in five years at the recent festival up in L.A. I recognized him immediately, he had a little round beelly now where there used to be a ripple stomach. He also had less hair.....alot less.....and I had lot more hair...a lot More...in places it didn't used to be when we first met.When I was 13 he was a counselor for the YMCA during the summer. He was very popular at the time . He was not popular in the trendy sort of way, he had his own ide...
First Experience with an Arab Gay
2007-10-04 01:45:00
A few years ago, I lived in a luxury apartment complex. Across the hall was a great guy by the name of Umar Nazim (who was actually from Jordan now working in California). Umar Nazim was a very well liked guy around town, owned his own business, was attractive, dated several nights a week, and enjoyed most sports. We met while golfing at the complex's course. He had a great knack for making everyone feel comfortable and ready for fun. A party seemed to follow him where ever he went. We became great, close friends--threw many parties for the complex between our suites, golfed, sailed and worked out together. We "doubled" often and Jon always had a great looking date. I noticed he never seem to click with anyone for any length of time, but there was never a lack of company for him. I liked him immensely. He was a wild little guy, about 5'6" tall, but very well built and confident. He was also a real practical joker and, if some stunt of his was too much for me, I'd fall b...
Morocco Holiday Sex
2007-09-29 02:59:00
Young Gay couple save up to have a romantic holiday together in Morocco. The plan is to look at the sights and the country. As a loyal couple, little do they know the delights that await when some of the local Arabs introduce them to things they like to do to Western sandy-haired young men. Craig Richards and Mark Williams were the perfect gay couple. They had been together 5 years and had stayed together for 3 years. At 25, Mark was the elder of the two. Standing 6 feet tall, he was slim with a dirty blonde hair and a slim, if not athletic body. More like the sort of guy that would model Levis. Craig was 21 and slightly smaller. His blonde-red hair was sandy and his build, was also slim. Neither were effeminate and could have been mistaken for brothers rather than lovers. They didn't meet in a romantic location. A Gents toilet in Surrey is hardly romantic but from their first quick and urgent wank together, they had been in love. Craig was on his way home from school when he had ...
Bedroom Surprise
2007-09-29 02:34:00
I have to say, I honestly didn't expect it. It was a long day and I wasn't in the mood for anything. I opened the door and walked through the house without incident; that was, until I entered my bedroom. This was a first. The nerve of the kid. In my house?! And yet, there Taj was, fully naked except for the silver chain and white socks, lying face up on my bed. I saw cum on his lower stomach; he wailed on himself off there. His small dick was soft now. He was asleep. On my bed. And the most outrageous thing: through his slightly spread legs, I saw a familiar object. A butt-plug, my butt plug, was in sticking out from his ass. I couldn't believe it. I dropped my small suitcase in shock. Perhaps more frightened than I, Taj woke up with a start, trying to get his bearings. Quickly, though, a look of embarrassment came over him and he appeared to be trying to find some explanation. "Uh, Mr. Jones," he said, sitting up now. Wincing a little, he took the butt-plug out of his orifice. K...
Returning Unexpectedly
2007-09-28 13:31:00
He was rude to me when I first saw him, which is one of the reasons I remembered him. The other was that he was drop-dead gorgeous.This was in the souk (Arab market) in the Muslim Quarter of the Old City, one dull Saturday morning, and I was shopping for a Quran. Not some paperback English translation, but something really nice, an ornate Arabic copy I could display in my office at home. I also needed it for a few of my Arabic classes. I found the sort of shop I was looking for in one of the darker, less populated corridors of the covered market, a little stall really, which sold a variety of Qurans and assorted religious trinkets. It was overseen by two men, one younger, one older.The older man was sucking sleepily on a water-pipe, and seemed uninterested in me as I looked over the wares. The younger man had a book open in his lap, but he watched me out of the corner of one piercing dark eye. I spotted a copy I liked, and reached to turn back the front cover with my right hand. I w...
Gay Sex Slave : Raped by Talibans
2007-09-28 01:05:00
It all started five years ago at Al Azhar university in Cairo. How proud I was when I first enrolled as a mature student there under a different name. Yet I was not entirely comfortable with the thought that I had raised the money through selling hashish. The profits went to a Syrian farmer, from Lebanon's Bekaa Valley, who claimed he donated regularly to Hezbollah while my principal buyers were ( thank Allah for this fortuitous irony ) the Israeli military.On the darkest nights I waded across the Jordan river to sell to my contacts on the West Bank but sometimes the Zionist junkies ( may they all one day be captured, forced into fetters and chains, savagely sodomized and then sent to suffer the torment of eternal hell fire ) refused my shipment and I was forced to sell the excess cheaply to my fellow Palestinians in Zarqa. At the time I convinced myself that the means justified the ends - finding the best tutors to lead me closer to God.Unfortunately I had to strike an even more u...
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