Egyptian Affair
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?? ? When one travels on a journey to a place like Egypt, looking for boy ass or young pussy for that matter, several things soon become?apparent. The fact that a thirteen year old boy will suck the dick of a donkey for five American dollars, says something about the economy of a country like that, and also says something about our own lives and how good we have it even during times of economic hardship. For a boy who has never done such a thing to masturbate the penis of a donkey and then slide the filthy thing in his mouth and suck on it until it spews it's dirty donkey sperm into his cute brown little boy mouth; to be forced to gargle with the sperm and to swallow it, and to do all of this naked and playing with his little boy dick all the time, just to?receive?five dollars, is makes quite a statement, doesn't it. When the waiters on your Nile Cruise boat and the Room Service boys in your Cairo Hotels will crawl naked on the floor and allow you to shove wine and beer bottles up their formerly virgin assholes just for ten dollars, that too says something, doesn't it? ?And when you threaten to report them to their employers so that they might lose their highly coveted jobs unless they perform the most unspeakable sexual acts for your pleasure, ?and they comply with tears in their beautiful eyes, that too makes a statement. The fact that you can forced a sixteen year old Hotel worker to eat his own shit rather than lose his job. That is not something one could easily accomplish in the U.S. ?Of course he only has to suck on his own turds and chew and swallow his own shit once or twice, and after you leave, he is free to go back to his job and life, with a bit of extra cash in his pocket, but I would suspect emotionally it is something he will not forget for a long time. And that of course is my goal.?
?? ? Don't get me wrong. I am not one of those asshole Americans who looks down on other cultures or races and uses them just for his own superior pleasure. ?I am a man who seeks superior status in sex! And so I use these uneven cultural and racial conditions to further my rather exotic and perverted sexual ends. I do not truly feel superior to yellow or brown or blacks in any way. It is a tool I use to control and dominate boys. Let's say, you see a really handsome fifteen year old boy working at your hotel say, and you immediately know from the way his tattered trousers fit his sweet round boy cheeks, that you need to fuck his virgin ass really hard! He looks so innocent that you know you need to hear him squeal in pain and humiliation as your big dick stretches open his rectum and plows into his lower intestine. You know from his cute smile that you need to see his mouth around your dick and his tongue licking at your balls and asshole. He has no idea that you have targeted him to drink your piss and eat your shit. He has no idea you want to see him crawling around like an animal, totally naked, his teenage dick and balls swinging and his just fucked ass riding high with your cum still leaking out of his hole. He is probably shy and thinking about girls.?
?? ? ?So how do you get him? I know you can't blame me for wanting him and going about the necessary steps to procure him. And if I don't corrupt him, someone else probably will, so why shouldn't I be the first one to dick his sweet young ass? Now I ?know I am a bit of a sadist and love to give a boy lots of humiliation and a bit of pain in my loveplay. I can't help that, that is just the way I am made. Should I stop fulfilling my needs just because of that? Is it fair to ask me to stem or or limit my sexual needs just because I want to play a bit rough with a teenage boy and turn him into a sobbing cunt? ?I know you wouldn't expect that. And besides, there is plenty of boy ass to go around. And as so many coaches of athletic teams point out, a little pain can be good for a boy. Of course while traveling, I have to use what it at hand. A belt to his sweet young ass gloves or a belt to his just fallen soft young nuts. ?Candle wax. ?Stick pins. ?Bottles and toilet plungers and long thin loaves of french bread. Thumb tacks. String and rope. And of course public nudity and humiliation in cultures where this is a shameful thing.?
?? ? ? ?Teaching Egyptian children to suck dick can be a boon to them. They learn how to properly lick a scrotum and suck a swollen leaking dick head. They learn how to gently hold and fondle the nuts as they suck more and more fat dick into their little brown mouths. This will come in handy if they are every reduced to sucking cock to make a living. They are getting a head start in life, kind of like our "Head Start" educational program back home. Some may think it cruel of me to forced a little boy to lick and suck on my ass. But think of what I am doing for him. If he ever is reduced to sucking dick for a living, and I might add, the streets of Luxor and Aswan are loaded with boys who offer sex to tourists even though it is highly illegal, should be ever be reduced to this kind of life, and I will do everything to see that he is, then he will be able to offer his customers a bit extra. He may become the most popular boy on the quay if he has developed really refined ass sucking skills. While the other little?urchins?are just gobbling dick and gagging and spitting out the cum, a boy trained by me knows how to deep throat, gargle the fuckspooge, swallow and ?how to lick and suck ass in the bargain. So you see, in a way, I am helping not only the boy, but the Egyptian economy as well. ?I am teaching the little fuckcunt ?to be an entrepreneur. He offers something extra in his service, a good ass suck, and he gets more customers. A well trained boy of thirteen say, could suck as many as twenty to twenty-five dicks a day and make a decent living.
?? ? ? ? ?Here you see a nice photo of the two young lads I called my "bed boys." ?While in Cairo, their job was to sleep in my nice big comfortable villa bed, a real treat for them, and to lick my balls and asshole while I slept. That's right, they slept with their faces down between my legs, gently licking and sucking on my prick and nuts and ass. And if I had to take a piss during the night, look how convenient that was. The lads were awkward at first as they had never sucked dick before.They thought it was dirty and sinful. Well, I guess in their religion it is considered sinful, but still, I had really full balls that needed draining two or three times a day. I had the boys practice on each other, sucking each others dicks and balls and assholes. This accomplished several things. It brought them closer together as friends; it gave them more confidence about their own sweet thin young still developing bodies, and it taught them how to be dicksuckers! ?I was quite patient and spent hours teaching them technique. I pointed out that cockleak must never go to waste. It must always be scooped up on the tongue. Foreskins must be cleaned out diligently and any foreskin crud eaten with relish. Not with literal relish, but with the act of relish. They were so cute wrinkling their little noses ?and making faces as they first had to taste each other's ?dicks. That taught them that boys should always shower before sex. They want to be clean for their man, whether he is or not.?
Little brown asses must be scrubbed inside and out. ?I took lots of time instructing them how to lick an ass. How to start by running the tongue over the ass cheeks and then up and down the crack. Then to spread the cheeks and run the tongue over and over the rosebud asshole itself. Then to stick the tongue gently into the asshole as far as you can and then to wiggle it. Then to fuck the tongue in and out of the asshole while the lips of the mouth suck gently at the lips of the ass like a deep lover's kiss. This took some time. The boys always seem to have a natural revulsion to sucking ass.?
?? ? In places like Egypt, it is natural that the locals feel some revulsion licking and sucking white ass, after the terrible time the British gave them for so many years. The British during their?Colonial?period fucked up the entire world. They truly believed they were better than people of color. They treated them like second class citizens in their own country. Hundreds, perhaps thousands, ?of British soldiers forced Egyptian children of both sexes to suck their asses on a daily basis. Kids were made to suck dick and take it up the cunt or ass, just because the British were their rulers. I find this apprehensible. If I force a boy or girl to suck my dick or eat out my ass, it is not because I feel my country or race is superior. No indeed. It is strictly a personal thing. I am a sadist who gets his sexual pleasure instilling pain and humiliation on young boys and girls. It is as simple as that. No political nonsense. ?So while I am sitting on the face of a thirteen year old boy for example, sticking pins in his little ball bag and he screaming up my ass, I will always remind him that I do not consider my self better than him because of any racial or national ?superiority. No indeed. Some men were just born to subdue others for their pleasure. I would as willingly fuck and hurt a little white boy or girl.?
?? ? ? Anyway, you can see from the photo, that my two little "bedmates" became quite happy with their position and in fact cried when I left.?
?? ? ? ?The next photo is of a waiter I had at an Aswan hotel resort on Isis Island. ?This boy had quite the dick on him. I really enjoyed fucking his virgin ass and teaching him to suck, but I also had the desire to see him fuck, so I had him find a young kid in Aswan and bring him back to the island where we both took turns fucking the boy's virgin ass and mouth, often at the same time. So this boy became a kind of "Fuck partner" for me. ?I also watched him fuck ?a little girl, but I am not sure if the girl was a true virgin or not. There was only a little blood dripping from her pussy and that may have been from the fact that I told the boy he had to fuck her really hard. And with a dick that size and the tiny size of the little girl, of course he was thudding into her cervix pretty painfully, and some blood may have been the result. He said she was a virgin, but when you buy something from people in these countries, always beware that the merchandise may not be authentic. Anyway, I had him fuck her in the ass as well, and that was pretty tight, so I feel that I got my money's worth. I had this particular waiter serve me personally as a body slave. I had him ?lick the sweat off my body and such, all the while maintaining a fierce hard on. I make him keep hard without cumming for days. I truly wish I had had more time there. My trip was too fucking short. I also had a bit of fun. There was a very handsome young couple at the hotel on their honeymoon. He was twenty-two and a really handsome kid. She was ?a shy beautiful rather typical Egyptian girl. When I first saw them at breakfast, being so loving to each other, I imagined how wonderful it would be to watch them fuck. Well, that was not possible. But some other fun was. ?I had my special waiter friend masturbate into ?the groom's food, so he was eating cum. I was fascinated watching them eat. So I jerked off into a prescription bottle and had the waiter pour that onto the groom's food the next day. He was fucking his new wife, but eating my cum. How delightful. Next, I had the waiter put some piss into their food and drink. Not so much that they would notice, although in their lovey dovey state, perhaps they would not have noticed if they had drunk pure piss. I asked the waiter if he could get into their room, and he said, of course, as part of his job was cleaning rooms as well. ?I went along and found a few boxes of condoms. ?Well I poked pin holes into the condoms and carefully resealed them. They might have a little surprise courtesy of me! I also found two used condoms in the waste basket which I of course had the waiter lick clean for me. Often on the streets, I would pay boys money, just for them to give me a look at their fuckmeat and asses. If I thought a boy was a hunk and considered taking him back to my hotel, I wanted to see what I was getting first. Is that such a bad thing to do? It was shameful for them to have to expose themselves in public, but if they wanted to earn five bucks, they had to do what was required. I took quite a few photos of street boys showing their wares in public. ?It was kind of like a "cock market." ?Here is a photo of one such boy. Egyptian boys like the one in this photo, of the age of sixteen or so, have lots of fierce pride. It ?always humiliates them when you force them to shave their prick and ball and asshole hair off. Egyptian males can be quite hairy, and if you want a nice smooth, brown body to fuck, you may have to convince the little whore to shave his pubic hair, nuts and asshole. Perhaps even his legs. ?He will cry that it will embarrass him in front of his family and friends who will see him swim and bathe etc. and you just stick to your guns and say, no shavee, no fuckeee, no money!?
?? ?A game I have always enjoyed with boys ever since my Thailand days, is to offer a boy money if he will not shave, but pull out his ball hair and his pubic hair. That's right, tug out his own prick and ball hair. First one hair at a time. Then two and then three hairs. You can imagine how painful that gets. And what fun for you. You can say, "One American dollar for every twelve hairs you pull out, but you need to pull them out three at a time!" ? So you have this beautiful young kid, totally naked in your room, dick and balls swinging, as he pulls out his own ball hairs, sobbing like a baby from the pain.?
?? ? I love to watch well built hunky teenage boys fuck little kids. And I will often pay as much as twenty dollars to watch such a show. Often the fucker boy will puff up and be very proud to show me his sexual prowess, as it gives him some dignity back after I ?have fucked his young ass and turned it into a cunt. The condition of course is that he fuck the little boy or girl really hard! I want to see the kid truly suffer under the massive dick of the lustful teen. He must rape the ass and mouth of the little boy, and of course if it is a girl, her tiny pussy as well. That way, I don't feel any guilt, as I actually did not perform the act. And technically, I am much more interested in the ability and look of the teenager fucker, than in the little bodies of the fuckees. I am not into children per-se. ?
?? ? ?Well, I hope my observations have given you some measure of pleasure. I will share more with you next time, and some more photos of my recent trip.
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It was colder now, nearly too cold for me to go out at all. I did only short walks, while the sun was high. Missing the time outside with the dogs and with next to nothing to do at all – apart from being fucked by my owner and his dogs – the nightmares had returned. Several nights, after waking up and not being able to go back to sleep, I had spent down in the kennels, snuggled up against the bars and one of the dogs. Mainly the Irish wolfhound, talking with him, telling him all my thoughts...
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Previously in "Gluteus Maximus" - Chapter Ten"Josh, I'm inviting your ass over. You want to come or not?" he askedmatter of factly."Um, and like have sex with other guys?" I asked stupidly."Ugh, I'm tired of this Little Bo Peep shit. Look man, I don't want toupset your little white bread sensibilities, but I'm going to be over herewith a couple of my peeps and we're going to be fucking and sucking all dayand into the night, you get that?" he asked authoritatively."Um, yeah." I answered...
[ For Megan, who truly loves the BIG, and BLACK, cock! May she continue to enjoy as many as she can, and for as long as she wants! ]I was setting on the shaded patio when Megan came walking out of the house dressed very fetchingly in a tight-fitting pair of white short-shorts and dark pink (you could call it 'coral') tank top, and as I looked up and saw her walking towards me, she smiled, and I couldn't help but smile back at her spontaneously."Hey, babe," she said, leaning over where I sat,...
My wife and I had a very good sex life up to about a year ago. That was when things started to change. It wasn’t that we didn’t want to have sex, but it was more about how other things had gotten in the way. Sex wasn’t as important to us it anymore. My wife had been working a great deal of hours at work while taking care of the kids at the same time. My time was also being eaten up by a major project that I had going on at work. It seemed like when I was in the mood she was too tired and before...
He just got here last night... the dirty Bastard... was pounding on the door... to be let in... and without the horrid details... of what happened last night... it all happened so quickly anyway... and now... before it's even dawn... before the first crack of light... is peeking through the curtains... your prison Pimp... has already raped you... violently... and twice more... the first time... in your mouth... literally fucking... and humping... your poor little white face... with His...
"A fine romance, my friend, this is, "A fine, romance, with no kisses..." -- Dorothy Fields By now, Cora had shifted from her seat and had wound up sitting near to Gene, although he was half turned away from her and was unaware of her presence. She acted as if she was unaware of his. There were ice buckets containing large bottles of Champagne on all the tables, and Gene had been indulging in the bubbly. He was tipsy, but not drunk, and was lost in his own thoughts. Thomas Crown had...
Ana began learning her secretarial duties, and finding her way around the office and the software she had to use. There was a lot to learn and her only guidance was some unspecific instructions from the Director such as where she was to sit and what she was expected to produce, but her college training had prepared her well, and she soon felt quite confident in her work. She felt rather less confidence when she ventured outside the office to walk along the labyrinthine corridors to the...
Its eleven o’clock at night and I’m lying here awake. Alone. I haven’t slept alone in almost five years. It’s been almost two weeks since you’ve warmed our bed. I miss you. I miss snuggling up to your warm body, your hairy chest, and intertwining my legs with yours. I love how we end up, with my head in the crook of your shoulder and an arm and a leg thrown across your body. You’re on your back and you are asleep and you must be dreaming something good because your cock is rock hard. Your...
Grace put Gladys on her back and started teasing her clit with a feather. Once she had the girl crying from frustrated need, Grace fastened up the harness of her strap-on and fucked Gladys until the black girl was begging my daughter to have mercy on her. Grace rolled Gladys over and tied a rope to the chain linking the cuffs. My daughter threw the rope over a beam and pulled it tight so that Gladys’ hands were pulled up so she couldn’t try to block a paddle. Grace went crazy on the tight...
21 year old Brad Burns worked at a cooperation lab known as Burbank Enterprises in Arizona as a security guard for the past couple of months now. His job was pretty easy and never had much trouble besides a few teens from here and there trying to pull a prank or the occasional protesters. Brad had the night shift along with Brock Ford, a fellow security guard in his late-twenties and a good friend of Brad for several years now as they had been neighbors in their suburb neighborhood and also due...
MILFWhen we got there they had just opened the door, so I handed Linda the money for the tickets as I grabbed our skates from the back. “I wondered what those bags were, and a few other things you left in the back. You both have your own skates Pete?”“Yep. I bought Linda's sister a set 2 years ago, that was when she first got into performing. Last year I decided to get a set for Linda, and got a set for myself at the same time. They are better than any pair I've ever rented, and they have almost...
Chapter 6: Unholy Communion by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Aurora's words of defiance echoed through Heaven. The crystal foundations reverberated with her defiance. Aurora had rebelled. She was tired of Heaven's rules allowing Hell's success. No longer would she play the game that led mankind to ever increasing levels of depravity. She would guide her tool, the vampire Damien, and use him to right the wrongs. She would see Faust destroyed along with all the others whom polluted the...
I must tell of my new fuck buddy, I met him while I was at summer camp. He was from another urban YMCA on the west side of town, I was from a YMCA on the east side of town. We went to different high schools in the same school system, and became good friends at first meeting, his name is Ralph W. Ralph and I sneaked out of camp to go exploring at night, we didn't go far just to the clearing behind the shacks. Ralph asked me 'David, want to some thing I got that you ain't?' 'What is it you got I...
Bogus By Holly v I never got on with my twin sister, she was the good girl and I was the bad boy always in trouble but we pretended to be friends especially for mum and dad. We were both blue eyed, blonde haired 5foot 10 tall, and that's where the similarities ended. My sister Catherine joined the police force I must admit she looked sexy in the uniform; I became a con man, thief all round crook. It was on one of my con jobs when things started to move on towards a big score. It...
Apple parked her car about a block from the beach, and strolled towards where her friends said the party would be. Rebecca had invited her earlier in the week, and said that she had some friends she “really wanted her to meet,” whatever that meant. Apple was just looking to get out of the house after a long week, so any excuse worked. The party was at Rebecca’s friends beach house, and was rolling pretty good by the time Apple showed up. She had gotten on the beach about a half mile up, and...
They say that as you get older past memories will always come flooding back whilst those of today are soon forgotten. Here is one of my many reminiscences, if it sounds familiar let it be, for I write for pleasure not personal reward. It was a barmy summer’s day so with an itching to get on the bike I said bye to my parents and set off down the road. Living in Eastcote it wasn’t long before I hit the open countryside, so with the wind blowing around my ears I began to meander through the...
By Millie Dynamite I walked into the building, and there he was just as he had described himself when spoke on the phone. A tall white man with brown and gray hair standing near the elevators, holding a briefcase and wearing a pinstriped business suit, with blue and red striped tie. He was, actually, quite attractive and the suite spoke of money a lot of money. I walked up to him, extending my hand. “Sandy Leary, Mr. Daystar I am very pleased to make your acquaintance,” I said, with a...
Edyn Blair is waiting on a delivery as she hangs out with her stepdaughter Katie Kush. When there’s a knock on the door, Edyn jumps up to get it. Katie can’t help but notice how cute the delivery boy, Brad Sterling, is as her stepmom is inviting him in. Both the girls are falling all over themselves to get Brad’s attention, but Edyn gets her hands and mouth on Brad’s package first, but Katie eventually catches them in the act. She chases Edyn away with the threat of...
xmoviesforyouGerald Gateson found it difficult to maintain his composure on the trip to see his daughter. It seemed that his ex-wife was intent on making it more difficult as time went on. He and his ex-wife had gone through a particularly nasty divorce six months previously. Gerald lived in Los Angeles while his ex-wife had moved to Denver. Under the terms of the divorce, his ex-wife had retained custody of their sixteen-year-old daughter, and Gerald was required to pay alimony and child support, which...
(This chapter has been shortened and reposted – I added way too much to it AFTER my editor had read it. Hope it reads a little easier now.) Before I started on counting up the points in Mel’s favor, I called her, just to check up how she was doing. She picked up quickly, but sounding wary, as if she was expecting that this would be the call to dump her, anticipating hurtful words. I promised her that I would make no rush decisions, and that I’d meet her face to face real soon to tell her...
Supper was ready and I yelled at the girls that it was time to eat. Both had on cute little sundresses that buttoned up the front. They only had two buttons done up, so that their firm breast were visible when they turned just right or bent over and their tight little snatches were exposed as they walked. Lesly walked up to me, smiled and said I think that I just one upped mom. I asked her what she meant. She said at least I think so. You have never shared her with another man like you did me...