Date: Tue, 9 Aug 2016 14:14:28 +0000 (UTC)
From: simon peter <simon23232@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Prince and his Harem Part 4

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The Prince and his Harem Part 4

By Simon Peter


After the two days that followed the fucking session in the oasis, Prince
Hamed was delirious with love. The young teenager felt that his whole body
had been filled with unexplainable sensations of desire and emotions for
this extremely sexy "escort" that his uncle had brought back for him from
England as a 14th birthday present.

At first, the fourteen-year old prince regarded the English young man with
disdain, a foreigner, and an infidel. He was surprised with the
uncircumcised cock of the Englishman. He also had no idea what an "escort"
was. He had thought that the Englishman was a tutor that his uncle had
chosen for him. Little by little, the foreigner was able to establish
himself as a forceful person, and his "lessons" had been quite interesting
for the young prince, who was starting to discover his sexuality.

Robert, the escort, was also unexplainably filled with joy. He felt strong
emotions toward the young prince, whom he had at first considered a spoiled
kid needing a good old spanking. But now he really cared for the
dark-skinned boy. This was totally weird for him. His profession did not
include emotions, just sex. After all, this boy was just another trick,
very handsomely paid for. As an escort, he wouldn't allow himself such
luxury. But after spending a little over a week in this god-forsaken
scorching desert, he had grown attached to the prince.

The past two days were pregnant with emotions mixed with the sex. The
prince did everything Robert told him to do. He did not pout, complain, or
give orders as used to have been the case at the beginning. Now he was as
supple as jelly between Robert's hands. Robert could do anything to the
kid, anything at all. The prince had started to surprise Robert with gifts,
lavish gifts that the Englishman was not used to: a golden watch (real
freaking gold), expensive perfume, even a whole set of Calvin
Kleins. Robert always returned the favor with the one asset he knew would
please the prince the most: his cock.

Prince Hamed reclined back in his favorite position against Robert's bare
chest, placing his hands on Robert's outstretched thighs, feeling Robert's
erection pressed at his lower back. Robert had his arms around the
teenager's chest, rubbing and playing with the nipples. Hamed's cock stood
totally erect pointing straight up towards the top of the tent.

This was how Omar, the eunuch, found them when he entered. There was no
expression of surprise on Omar's face as he gazed at his prince tightly
hugged by the English escort, naked and hard. The two did not make any move
to cover themselves or break from each other either.

With a bow and a smile, Omar said, "Your highness, I hate to interrupt, but
a message came from your uncle. Sheikh Nahed is expecting to see both of
you this evening. He is holding a special feast for you."

Hamed smiled back at the eunuch, recalling Omar's fantastic physique from a
few days ago when the eunuch bent over his young cock and sucked him off,
right here in this tent, right in front of his uncle.

"We'll be there," the prince announced. Winking, he added, "Come suck me,
Omar."

Omar immediately obliged, kneeling between the teenager's legs and gobbling
on the hard 8-inch cock, throbbing in his mouth. With Robert's cock
prodding at his back and the eunuch's mouth around his own cock, Hamed
erupted down Omar's throat after only a few minutes with another huge load.

This was his third today and he was looking forward for a lot more.

Omar left the tent, wiping his thick lips, leaving the two horny young men
(yes, now the 14-year-old prince was a man, at least his cock was a
man-cock) to each other.

"You know, Robert," Hamed said as Robert licked at his neck. "Let's
surprise Uncle, this evening."

"Yea?" Robert said, holding the prince tighter, his erection almost hurting
as it pressed on the boy's back. "How?"

"We will not announce ourselves when we go there. Remember the first time
he brought you to me?"

"How can I forget?"

"Did you notice that he was spying on us through a slit in the tent and
that he was masturbating?"

Robert laughed. Sure, he did notice, using his peripheral vision as he
instructed the young prince on how to suck cock.

"Uhuh."

"Well," Hamed said mischievously. "Let's spy on him this time."

The two laughed at the idea. Robert lifted Hamed from between his thighs
and then lowered him on his erected cock. He slid in easily. The boy's ass
had been stretched enough for him to penetrate.

Hamed moaned as the erection invaded his body, again. His own cock
responded by immediately growing to full attention, still slick with Omar's
spit and his own cum. He stroked himself as the Englishman fucked him,
thrusting up into him as he held him in position with his two hands raising
the boy's ass. They shot their loads simultaneously, Robert deep into
Hamed's teenage body, Hamed all over himself and on the carpet under him.

The boy remained impaled on Robert's flexing cock, as the two of them came
down from their highs.

They stayed like that until Robert's cock slid out of the boy's
opening. They kissed. Spooning the boy, Robert nodded off in a satiated nap
while Hamed relaxed in ecstasy in the arms of his lover.

The hours passed. It was evening. Robert stretched out of his nap, erection
prodding the prince's butt cheeks as the boy pressed back on him.

"I love you," Hamed whispered without looking back.

"I love you, too," Robert immediately responded, surprising himself, but
sending the teenage boy into euphoria.

"Come on, lover boy," Robert slapped the prince's butt with his
cock. "Let's go surprise your uncle."

It was a 15-minute walk to Sheikh Nahed's villa. Hamed and Robert were
shown in by one of the boys who had serviced the sheikh a few days ago as
they watched. Hamed thought that the boy, one of many of his uncle's harem,
looked delicious enough to eat. Even with his love to Robert, the young
prince was ready for sex with anyone now that he had discovered his
homosexuality.

"Keep quiet," the prince warned the boy.

They tiptoed to the main hall. One of the doors was half opened. They could
see into the hall through the door slit. Hamed inhaled audibly, almost
blowing their cover, as he saw a hairy man-butt, muscled and lean, with his
uncle kneeling in front of it, apparently sucking cock. The man was
thrusting as could be seen from the rippling of his muscles, apparently
fucking the sheikh's face.

This man was so different from the boys that his uncle kept. The harem boys
were all-there were at least six of them by Hamed's guess-young, smooth,
and ready to suck and get fucked. But his uncle on his knees sucking cock?
Hamed's heart raced. Robert was right behind him, also watching, with a
large smirk on his face.

The prince stared at the scene in the hall, mesmerized. He watched with an
open mouth and a racing heart as the man moved sideways, revealing the
sheikh swallowing cock.

Oh, may the Almighty send His graces upon us, Hamed reeled. What he saw was
a hunk of maybe 27 or 28, with a beard, a hairy chest, a jungle of pubes,
hairy thighs and legs, and a cock that seemed to reach for ever. His uncle
could barely take the thick tip, his lips stretched, his jaws wide open,
his eyes bulging, spit drooling out of his sucking mouth.

The prince turned around and looked at Robert. Robert was smirking, his
erection tenting his white cotton robe.

At a sudden gagging sound emanating from the hall, Hamed turned his
attention back to the action through the door slit. He held his breath as
he watched the hairy man holding his uncle's head by the ears and forcing
his horse dick inside the mouth and down the throat. The sheikh was trying
his best to take the thrusts ravaging his face. The man's cock was so huge
that the kneeling sheikh seemed to be suffocated by just the half of it.

The rustling behind him made Hamed turn around from the scene. Robert was
naked. His erection was throbbing, right at his face. Instantly, the young
prince gobbled the English cock. Unlike his uncle, he was able to swallow
all 8 inches of manhood. He turned sideways to watch the scene inside the
hall as he sucked on the pulsating cock, his hand reaching under his robe
and onto his ass crack, fingering his hungry, twitching hole.

As the young prince hungrily suckled, Robert reached over and pushed the
hall door wide open. Still full of cock, the sheikh turned and watched his
young nephew eating cock, just exactly as he was doing. Except that the
young prince had swallowed the whole length of the English escort's cock.

"Get the fuck in here, you bitches," the sheikh shouted from the hall,
fisting the dripping and humongous man-cock in the palm of his hand, his
face beet red, his lips glistening, his voice hoarse.

Hamed let go of Robert's cock and turned to his uncle.

"Yes, sir," the prince said.

He was helped up by the naked English man. They strode into the hall.

"You fucked up my surprise," the sheikh said angrily. "Come here boy. Eat
this."

Hamed didn't need any invitation. He got on his knees in front of the hairy
hunk and took the offered cock between his lips with awe. He looked up at
the man's face. So unlike the beautiful Robert, this bearded man was
totally male, totally masculine, forcing his huge tool deeper into the
boy's mouth.

The sheikh stroked his also impressive dick as he watched his nephew
fighting to swallow as much cock as he could take. He took one moment off
his cock and slapped his hands.

A troupe of musicians, led by Omar the eunuch, entered the hall, filling
the space with the music of the oud and the beat of the drums. Behind the
troupe entered a host of around seven boys, naked and beautiful, moving to
the music, gyrating, all smooth butts and young penises.

The hall was filled with music and action, but the young prince was fully
occupied by the cock being forced down his throat. His eyes bulging, his
breath cut off, he managed to reach the thick pubic hair, taking in the man
scent emanating from the masculine crotch. His fingernails dug deep into
the man's muscled and hairy thighs. With a heave, he finally let go of the
cock and collapsed on the floor, almost unconscious.

Unbelieving, the prince watched as his uncle, the powerful, wealthy sheikh,
bent over in front of the hung man, offering his ass. He watched his uncle
scream as the huge cock penetrated his ass. The man fucked the 30-year old
sheikh mercilessly as the naked harem boys danced with frenzy around them.

On hands and knees, the young prince moved from one naked boy to another,
sucking cock, licking ass. Robert was standing aside, watching the orgy,
fully erected and not daring to touch himself for fear of nut explosion.

Sheikh Nahed looked as if he had been split in half by the horse dick
plowing into him. The man fucking him did not let up. He pounded the
sheikh's ass with so much force that even Robert, with all his experiences,
had never witnessed such fucking.

The music was getting up to a frenzy. Nahed's ass was being plowed with
force. As the young prince moved from boy cock to boy cock, swallowing
loads of boy semen, on all fours, one of the boys, fairly hung, climbed on
top of the prince's ass and entered him. Like a dog lapping at a bone
hungrily, Hamed took the boy cock up his ass with even more hunger. His ass
and jaws were raw and sore, but he just couldn't get enough.

As if in a dream, the English Robert watched the surreal scene. The eunuch,
Omar, slipped out of the music troupe and sidled towards Robert, rubbing
his erection inside his silken Sinbad-like pants. He reached the escort and
grabbed the young man's cock, stroking it.

"Escort," he whispered into Robert's ear. "Fuck me."

Robert immediately obliged the smooth, muscled eunuch. Omar shed off his
clothes in one instant and bent over in front of Robert. Robert rammed in
without hesitation, without preparation. The big eunuch took the cock in
without even a whimper. Robert fucked ferociously as the orgy played out in
front of him, as the young prince whom he had feelings for, whom he loved,
was moving around boy cocks, his ass up in the air plowed by other boy
cocks, receiving load after load of cum, both in his mouth and up his
ass. The uncle was slumped on the floor, almost passed out, his ass leaking
man juice, as the hunk of a man stood above him, with his monster cock
flexing and dripping.

With a loud cry and a huge thrust inside the smooth butt of the humped
eunuch, Robert exploded like he had never exploded before. It wasn't just
the fucking that turned him in so, but the orgy scene all around him. Omar
squeezed and Robert squirted, endlessly. Robert felt as if his cock was
milked dry, as if his whole nuts were exploding out of his cock slit.

The boys and men, the princes and slaves, the smooth and hairy, everyone in
the hall except for the three remaining musicians lay exhausted and spent
on the Persian carpets covering the marble floor of Sheikh Nahed's hall.

As the fuckers and fucked regained their breaths and consciousness, another
group of male boys, naked, entered the hall with trays of food and
drink. Hamed wondered at the size of his uncle's boy harem. Would he ever
be able to top that? Hamed sighed.

"The party has begun," the hosting sheikh shouted to all.

"What the fuck?" Robert said to the smiling prince with a fucked look on
his young face. "Begun? What happened was what, then? Appetizers?"

"You don't know my uncle, Robert, my love."

In amazement, Robert watched the sheikh pick at grapes with one hand and
stroke the hung, hairy man's cock with the other, smacking his glistening
lips on the juicy fruit.

What followed was the orgy of orgies. Naked bodies covered the rich
carpets. It didn't matter whose cock was buried in whose cavity.

The hall smelled of raw sex as male after male shot their semen in whatever
cavity they were plowing.

Exhaustion followed.