Date: Thu, 29 Oct 2015 16:39:30 +0100
From: ing_ j <ing_j@hotmail.de>
Subject: Curious Teen: Day without Josh, chapter 19

Curious teen series, Chapter 19.

--- A day without Josh alias Creme de la creme ---

WARNING! This is a fictional story involving sexual relations between two
males. If you are under the legal age of consent to read such material, or if you
are offended by the subject matter, then DO NOT READ any further. All
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relation to any real person is purely coincidental. I welcome your thoughts and
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The characters in my series prefer having bareback sex. However, I'm bound to
point out the risks of bareback sex, of which I'm sure all of you are aware. This
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Lucas, son of a friend of Ahmed - 14. y.o.

Ahmed, friend of Josh's teacher Paul - 23 y.o.

Ahmed's friends working at an Arab restaurant - in their twenties

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In the previous chapter, Paul took Josh for another swimming practice to the
pool they'd been together earlier. What Josh didn't know was that in the
basement, this 'pool' had darkrooms, gay steam baths and gloryholes. Paul
persuaded his teen student into using the toilet in the basement, while he waited
for the boy. In the dimmed lightning, Josh ran into a sporty guy with hot body
hair who suggested the boy to explore the basement facilities. A few moments
later, Josh found himself in a darkroom, with several men taking turns at fucking
the boy's mouth. After the men found out Josh's age, they took him into a
lightened massage room and filled his needy holes with fresh man juice. It was
the first time Josh heard someone call him 'boy slut' and 'cumdump, but he
found out that only made him hornier.

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As the next weekend approached, Paul and Ahmed were making plans for the
next session with Josh - as part of their study. But then Ahmed told Paul that a
friend of his asked him to look after her son on the weekend, while she and her
husband went visiting her mom. Ahmed said he probably wouldn't be able to
participate this time - as much as he would love to - and most definitely
couldn't accommodate.

"He just turned fourteen," Ahmed replied to Paul's question about the boy's age.

Paul told Ahmed not to rush things and to see what they can do to give the boy
some experiences he wouldn't have with his parents or other friends. They
decided to spontaneously think up something and to get as much fun out of the
coming weekend as possible.

***

It was Friday afternoon when Ahmed's friends brought their teenage son to his
place. The Arab guy looked the boy up and down. He had met him before, but it
was a couple of years ago last time. Lucas, the boy, had changed since then, and
for the better. He had medium-length dark hair, which contrasted with his
naturally pale skin. He was a slim teen, but very proportional and developing
nicely. But the most awesome part of Lucas's body was his face. First, you
could tell right off that this boy had hit puberty, it was written on his face.
Second, the most prominent thing on his face were his lips. Reddish and full,
just like Josh's (or even fuller?), they contrasted with his pale skin and were the
first thing to draw your attention to. They were a cocksucker's lips, but did
Lucas himself know that?

They shook hands, and the boy's parents were already leaving.

"OK, darling," Lucas's mom said, "be a good boy, behave yourself and you
know..."

"Mom, please!" the boy rolled his eyes.

"Ahmed, please," the mother continued, "the biggest problem with this young
man is that he forgets to eat when he's on his own."

"Mo-o-o-m!.."

"No problem, Kate," Ahmed replied, "Leave it to me! With me, he'll have the
most nutritious food. Exactly what a boy needs for his age."

"Great! You know we trust you. Alright guys, have a nice weekend!"

"Same to you, bye!"

As Ahmed soon found out, Lucas was one of those boys, who was developing
physically faster than mentally. Somehow the boy was still a boy and didn't
have the psyche of a teenager. Of course, that was yet to come, maybe in a
couple of months. Ahmed started building up a bond to the teen who hadn't seen
him in a couple of years. The Arab guy asked about his school, plans for the
future, sports, computer games etc., slipping his gaze to the boy's lips maybe
more often than he should. But Lucas wasn't looking at Ahmed too much, with
his mind still wondering and trying to become accustomed to the new company
and the new apartment for the rest of the weekend.

Then Ahmed suggested he show the boy around. He said that Lucas would sleep
in his bed, while Ahmed would make himself comfortable on a mattress in the
living room. Of course, the boy didn't know that a week ago, Ahmed and his
friend had fucked another cute boy on this same bed, and filled him with their
cum. Ahmed showed Lucas the small bathroom that combined both the shower
and the toilet. Then they went into the living room.

"What's that?" Lucas asked.

"Oh, that's a massage table. Did I tell you I'm a sports med student? So one of
the things I do is giving professional massages that relax and strengthen special
muscle groups depending on what sport you play."

"Awesome," the boy's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Have you ever had someone give you a massage?"

"Not really." - "Well, let's see, maybe I'll show you what it's like. But how
about eating something soon?"

"Yeah, I wouldn't mind it at all. My folks just picked me up from school and..."

"I see! Well why don't we have a snack first before going to my friends' place?
They have a nice restaurant, an Arab place, you will like it. Deal?" - "Deal!"

"Let's see what we have here... How about... some donuts? Look."

"M-m-m yummy, Boston cream?! I like the ones with cream the most!.."

"Oh you like it creamy?" Ahmed smirked. "Well go for it. How about we watch
some TV for a moment?"

Ahmed felt his dick stir in his shorts, when he watched the boy out of the corner
of his eye savoring the cream of the donut. Some of it was smeared on Lucas's
lips, and the boy stuck out his tongue to lick it up. Finally, he started sucking the
cream from inside of the pastry, slurping loudly and laughing to some stupid
jokes on TV. When the first donut was finished, Ahmed asked if the boy wanted
another one. And of course he did. The Arab guy suggested the boy stay
watching the TV, while he disappeared in his small kitchen.

Ahmed's big cock was throbbing really hard by now and he knew he had to act
quickly. He took the last one donut, cut a small hole in it and spooned out the
yellowish cream into a small cup. He then took out his leaking cock and started
furiously jerking off, knowing that the boy could hop in any second. But when
he heard Lucas laugh again in the living room, Ahmed realized he was fine. The
guy almost cried out in his orgasm, when spurt after spurt of his hot, thick cum
landed in the cup with the donut cream. Ahmed sighed with relief and mixed the
contents of the cup into one creamy mass and finally stuffed the donut with it.

"Here you go buddy," Ahmed handed the pastry to the boy. "It's the last one,
but it's ok. One was enough for me," the Arab guy winked at his teen guest.

"You're sure?" - "No sweat, buddy, it's just a donut." - "All right then..."

The boy bit into the donut, and the freshly prepared cream immediately started
flowing out.

"Hey, hey, just don't mess up my couch, ok?" Ahmed laughed.

"M-m-m-m," Lucas mumbled, guzzling a bigger amount of the thick cream
inside his mouth. Some of it was now running down his chin, and the boy picked
it up with his finger and licked it clean. "Hmmm... It's warm and kinda...
runny. A bit salty."

"Salty? Strange. But it's really fresh, I just... bought it before you came. The
other ones were from yesterday."

"Mmmm... Great! I like it though, so much cream inside...Thanks!"

Ahmed tried not to chuckle on that. Fuck, he thought, the kid just ate his cum
and was thanking him for that. He enjoyed seeing the rest of it on the sexy teen's
lush red lips. A great beginning of a great weekend. Ahmed felt his spent cock
stick against the inside of his boxer briefs.

"Hey buddy, just watch some more TV and I'll go take a quick shower before
we start out for the restaurant. You want to take a shower too?" - "Nope, I'm all
right." The boy was still licking his lips, not wondering any longer about the
salty taste that the cream left in his mouth.

Some fifteen minutes later, Lucas heard Ahmed call him from the shower. Of
course. Ahmed couldn't help it. He wanted the boy to see his cock and his big
balls that delivered some fresh cream for the boy's donut a few moments ago.
Ahmed told Lucas he forgot the towel and asked the boy to take one from the
drawers in the bedroom. Ahmed wasn't hiding anything when the 14 y.o. boy
stepped inside. On the contrary, the Arab guy's cock was hardening now again,
just from the curious and astonished look on the teen's face. He even parted his
beautiful lips in amazement and was just staring for a moment. Ahmed took it
easy, but when he saw that the boy wasn't leaving, he asked if everything was
fine.

"I just... ehm... want to pee really badly," the boy tried to look away, but
returned his gaze immediately to his host's exposed crotch.

"Well go ahead. I mean, we're just guys here. Or do you prefer wetting your
pants?"

Lucas stepped forward towards the toilet bowl and started unbuttoning and
unzipping his jeans. Finally, he took out his nice 4 inches of boy cock. But the
boy couldn't concentrate, so no piss was coming.

"Come on," Ahmed encouraged him, while he raised his leg onto a high plastic
footstool near Lucas. "You're not gonna stand there the rest of the evening, are
you?" Ahmed smiled at the tensed up teen.

With his one leg on the footstool, Ahmed's crotch was now turned again
towards the boy. As Ahmed was toweling off himself and rubbing his legs and
groin dry, Lucas continued casting glances at the guy's moving semi-hard cock.
Ahmed could tell that the boy's own dick started stiffening slowly. That's why,
after finishing, the boy shoved it back in his pants, zipped up, washed his hands
and rushed out of the bathroom. Ahmed smiled broadly. It was so cute, but he
knew he would come back to that moment some other time during this weekend.
It was darkening outside, and Ahmed suggested they drive to his friends' place
and have a proper dinner.

When they arrived there, Lucas noticed it was a really small place with a few tables
plus some extra corner couches with cushions. Everybody in there had a Middle
Eastern look; some were dining, some were peacefully puffing on their hookahs.
Another thing that Lucas noticed straight away was that all the visitors were
men as well as the people working there. Ahmed and Lucas were assigned
to a table not far away from the hookah couches, as their waiter, a young
Arab guy, not as strongly-built as Ahmed, approached and shook first
Ahmed's, than Lucas's hands. The waiter was handing them the  menus,
when Ahmed interrupted him.

"Do you still have your 'extra creamy menu'?" Ahmed asked with a knowing
look.

"You mean..." the waiter hesitated and looked at the boy, then back at Ahmed,
"... the 'mani fi famak' menu?"

"What? What's that?" Lucas asked with curiosity in his voice.

"Oh that's a menu with lots of fresh cream. It's kinda additional cream topping
on the food and some super nutritious traditional Arab yogurt drinks," Ahmed
exclaimed. "You will definitely like it!"

"Uhm... nice! OK, I'll take that one," the boy said delighted. He couldn't know
that 'mani fi famak' was Arabic for 'cum in your mouth'. "What does it include
though?"

"Ehm... It's appetizers served with some special creamy dips. Then it's mansaf,
a lamb dish with rice and some tasty creamy sauce poured over it. It's served
with leben, a yogurt based salty drink; here we make it with some additional
fresh creamy oil from special Arab nuts. We call it 'man water', because it's
very healthy and helps young guys like you become strong men."

Lucas nodded at that enthusiastically. Little did he know that in Arabic, 'man
water' was a synonym for jizz?! Also, Lucas couldn't see how the other male
visitors behind him became more interested in what was going on. They started
exchanging something in their dialects, and the boy couldn't even think that he
was the topic of their conversation. Ahmed felt his cock growing again in his
pants.

"And for the desert, you'll get some sweet yogurt with white honey and walnuts
on top." - "White honey?" Lucas said in a doubtful voice. - "Yep! The color
depends on the flowers it's made from. You'll have to taste it. It's thicker and...
well creamier than the usual honey."

"Uhm... sounds fairly good."

"I'll take the usual one, without the additional cream," Ahmed ordered.

"I thought so," the waiter said, and they both tried not to burst out laughing.

When the appetizers were served, some men leant forward in anticipation on
their hookah couches, and some more kitchen crew -- mostly young guys --
appeared at the corner of the dining room. Lucas found it a bit weird, but he
thought it was some Arab thing like he had to show them that their food tasted
delicious. The boy took a piece of pita bread and dipped it into a little dish with
some white sauce and let it disappear inside his mouth, before the sauce started
dripping off. Lucas savored it and swallowed, giving the kitchen guys an
approving smile and ripping off another piece of bread.

"Hey don't stick just to that," Ahmed said, "taste this one too. It's falafel with
some tahini sauce. Both are made of beans and high in proteins. Really healthy!"

The boy munched away at the foods with special, freshly prepared, cream
sauces. The dips were thick and yummy. When the waiter brought another
course and was about to take away the appetizers, Lucas grasped the dish with
the white sauce and brought it to his mouth, pouring it all onto his tongue.

"Hm, I see you like the creamy menu, don't you?" the waiter asked, grinning.

"Yeah, it's amazing. It's salty and kinda spicy, I like it!" the boy said satisfied,
smacking his lips.

The waiter looked at Ahmed, then again at the boy.

"It's nice to hear, little buddy. Enjoy your yummy meal. The guys in the kitchen
are about to prepare your creamy drink."

Lucas looked at his lamb and rice with a thick white sauce and dug into it. A
couple of minutes later, his drink came. The waiter said the guys in the kitchen
did their best, and Lucas saw three young Arabs winking and smiling at him
from the kitchen doorway. He winked back and smelled the yogurt drink.

"Hmm... smells much like the dips I had and it's kind of ... gooey..."

"Well," the waiter said, "the main ingredient is the same. But no worries, it's the
best of the best, and the fresh stuff only!"

Lucas brought the glass up to his lush lips. The glass was transparent, and
everybody could see that in the yogurt, there were countless globs of fresh cum
floating. The boy took the first sip and savored it. The taste was much more
intense than that of the sauces before, much spicier, but not unpleasant at all. In
fact, Lucas really liked it so much. The guys in the kitchen doorway were now
rubbing their spent cocks in their trousers, not believing their eyes that the teen
was drinking the cum of the three of them. And that he liked it. Also some of the
men started rubbing their crotches, still pulling on their hookahs. By the way,
Lucas didn't notice it, but the air, filled with the fruity hookah smell, started
intoxicating him a bit. Already after a minute, the boy's glass was empty and he
asked whether he could get another one.

"Sure, buddy," the waiter said, "but it will take a bit longer. We have to extract
that special creamy Arab nut oil first." - "Sure, it was so delicious, take your
time." Lucas tried to get the last glob of thick cum that was left inside near the
top of the glass.

The waiter winked at the men sitting behind Lucas and left towards the kitchen.
The men stood up, and if Lucas were to sit in Ahmed's chair, he could see the
prominent bulges in their trousers. One man left first, another two followed him.
To the toilets, the boy thought, finishing his lamb. But in fact, the men headed
into the kitchen. When they returned, one of the men clapped on the boy's
shoulder and said to him "bon appétit" with a smile on his face. The boy thanked
and smiled back. Another two men stood up right after from their couches and
headed in the same direction. It lasted a couple of minutes before they came
back, and just after that, the waiter appeared with another glass of the tasty
yogurt drink. Lucas thanked him and realized that the guy's shirt was now a bit
messed up and was sticking out of his trousers in some places. More than that,
his pants were about half way unzipped, and there was something wet on them,
but the boy couldn't see clearly because of the dimmed lightning. This time, the
drink was even thicker and even spicier. But Lucas liked the texture of it, as he
let it run around on his tongue. The boy now had a thick white rim around the
edge of his upper lip, and he sucked it inside his mouth.

"Mmmm, I really liked that," the boy exclaimed and smiled again at the waiter.

"No wonder, it's a real delicacy. The best traditional ingredients. I'm sure you
don't get such things every day."

"But I'd love if I could!.. So delicious..."

Ahmed, who stood still now, was shocked, but very, very happy to have
introduced the boy to drinking - and loving! - the man juice. By now, 10
different men (Ahmed, the waiter, the three kitchen guys and the five men from
the hookah couch) had fed Lucas their fresh loads. And the teen didn't even
suspect a thing. On the contrary, he loved it and thanked them for it. Ahmed's
own rock hard cock was now tearing his trousers apart. He had to empty his
balls NOW, otherwise there was a danger of cumming in his pants.

"Can you stay here for a while?" Ahmed asked. "I must go to the restroom." -
"Sure thing."

"May I make my contribution to the dessert for the boy?" Ahmed asked in the
kitchen.

"Sure, come on in, we're already working on it," the three guys said, stroking
their hard dicks.

"Were did you et that cum guzzler from?" the waiter asked, who was now taking
a rest after an intense orgasm for the boy's drink.

"He's the son of some friends of mine who left and asked me to look after him. I
just figured out he liked the cream filled donuts and wanted to experiment
around a bit." - "Yay, it's just the right age to get accustomed to the taste of a
man's juice."

Ahmed and the three other guys were vigorously stroking their dicks and soon,
their loads landed in the glass bowl with the yogurt-honey-nuts mixture. Their
cum created the last, pretty thick layer of the dessert. The guys decided not to
mix it with the rest, but to leave it like that.

As they brought the dessert to the table, they discovered that Lucas was sitting at
the hookah couch, surrounded by five men. Some were patting the boy, telling
him how much they appreciated that he loved their traditional food. The one
who was sitting furthest away from Lucas, let the boy take a hit from the
hookah. To reach the pipe, Lucas had to bend forwards over three men that were
between them. Ahmed could tell any of these men wished the boy would be
reaching for their own pipes that were getting hard again in their trousers. Lucas
felt their hands on his back and legs, while he took a deep drag on the hookah. It
could certainly go further and end up in Lucas having a hard leaking cock in his
mouth instead of the pipe, but the waiter announced it was desert time. The boy
sat up, but didn't go back to his table.

"It has a nut butter layer, and you have to eat it first before proceeding to the
sweet part," the waiter instructed the boy. "That's the way it's traditionally
eaten." - "When I was your age," a guy on Lucas's left said, "I didn't use my
spoon to eat the top layer. I thought it was much funnier to lick it up or to suck it
off the top."

The guys almost chuckled at that. Lucas was pretty relaxed by now - the effect
of the hookah. What the hell, he thought, let's do it the right way. The boy bent
over the bowl and stuck out his tongue, trying to lick the top layer up. When he
figured it didn't work, the boy sank his lips into the pool of fresh cum and
started slurping on it.

"Yeah, yeah, atta boy," the guys encouraged him. Even the men from behind
him came over to see the scene.

Lucas looked up and smiled, with his mouth and the tip of his nose covered in
freshly milked sperm. His mouth disappeared in the bowl again and he didn't sit
up before he was finished with the top layer. He now looked just as if someone
has cum right into his mouth and onto his sexy face and smeared the rest of the
juices around his beautiful lips that would be perfect for cocksucking. The guys
were so happy with the scene that they said the dessert was on the house and that
Lucas was welcome back again any time. Ahmed - and Lucas - thanked the
waiter and the three kitchen guys before leaving the restaurant and driving back
to Ahmed's place. The guys in the restaurant said Ahmed could bring along the
boy anytime again.

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