Date: Sun, 29 Oct 2006 19:09:36 -0800 (PST)
From: Aihu Fist <aihufist@yahoo.com>
Subject: whoring student life 35

		  My life as a whoring student   part 35

			       by Aihu Fist

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 When I opened my eyes it was already early evening, I was lying on a
hospital bed with a white curtain with bloodstains on it around the
bed. There were men speaking softly about me in Arabic.

-No gentlemen, he will have to stay one more night, he has lost a lot of
blood. We had to stitch the rectum, which takes time to heal.

-Can we see him?

I recognized the voice as Abdel the cop.

-No he is still sleeping. We had to sedate him.

-Not locally?

-No, he was traumatized for some reason. We found a light fissure and some
torn tissue haemorrhoids.

-He could run away, doctor, we have to get him to the policed chief and the
juvenile judge in a few days. He is a criminal youngster, who belongs in
jail. Just one look to see he is all right.

-Ok, but briefly then.

I closed my eyes quickly, as the curtain opened up.

I felt the air on my naked back when the curtain whizzed away.

-We found crusted blood between his arse cheeks. What was wrong with him?

-We found him with a sheikh near Meknes.

-I see, and you know why?

-No doctor, we are still investigating his whereabouts. He doesn't speak
Arabic.

-He still got some cotton between his cheeks, we had to, and he could have
bled to death. Now if you don't mind, we must leave him alone.

-When will he be ready?

-A few days, why don't you give a call?

-Safi (OK) I will. Have a nice day doctor.

The doctor and the cop walked away, still talking about me.

-He is such a handsome youth, I heard the doctor tell him.

-Absolutely, Abdel said, I fully agree.

    The curtain ran the rail around me and I touched my bum to feel the
cotton wads between my cheeks. It was all crusted. I heard a faint song
from a transistor nearby, then whispering voices. I was not alone; I had no
idea how many patients in this room. I had nothing to do but think. I
thought of how to get away from here. Now the doctor had gone I heard more
voices. It was not so silent, but I kept quiet.  The radio only played rai
music; it was somebody's radio as I hear someone say to turn `the damn
music' off.

   Then a male nurse strolled in and made a visit to every bed. I counted
five or six curtains that went open and shut. When my curtain slid away, he
stood there with a platter on which he carried some pills in a small cup.

-Aslema (hello), this is for your pain here, he said and touched my left
butt cheek with one finger and smiled.

-You must sleep^Åah, yes; you don't understand Arabic, anyway.

    He made a sign to swallow the drug and for me to go to sleep. I nodded
and smiled back and then shut my eyes as a good boy, which made him turn
around and walk away. He forgot to shut the curtains, though, so I lay
exposed with my back to the others. I could see that not all of them used
the curtains around the bed but for me. All of them were males, no women of
course in this Moslem country.

    He switched of the light and said goodnight to all of us. And the
others replied politely. I dozed off fast because I got so tired of that
painkiller and there was nothing to do but to stare at the ceiling. Hours
passed by, it must have been eleven pm when the watchman came over. He
shone his flashlight on all beds. I held my hand over my crack. I was lying
on my left side and tried to look over my shoulder to see him. He directed
his flashlight from bed to bed. All the patients were dressed but me. He
came nearer his light focused on me. Again I shut my eyes fast and
pretended to be sleeping.

-I see; this must be our newcomer, hey boys?

-Yes, yes, it echoed through the room.

-And what is he here for?

    Through my eyelashes I could see he had his torch shining on my back. I
wish the nurse had shut the curtain. The light moved to my face.

-Mmmh, he is still sleeping, the pills are very strong for this boy.

-What is he here for boys?

-We don't know, Idriss. We overheard the doctor telling the cop that he
would stay some more days until he had recovered.

-Of what?

-The operation on his behind.

-Behind^Åoh yes. Oh, hang on; I will see if I can make out something. The
nurse told me to be very quiet, not to wake him up.

Oh, yes, it is obvious now. It looks very messy here; the band aid is
soaked in blood.

Why would they operate on a boy that young on this spot of his body?

The patients snickered out loud.

-Use your brain, Idriss, what do you think? Use your imagination.

-I will boys, I will. Having said that, you guys go back to sleep, I want
no more noise or babbling, after all this is a penitentiary hospital.

-What is the matter with you?

He whispered to himself while he drew the curtains together:

Such a beauty I have never seen in my life, to watch your golden hair, your
white soft skin, and your beardless chin is a true proof that god exists.

    While he spoke those words I felt his cold hand on my brow, pushing my
hair back. A finger walked the bridge of my nose and jumped my lips to my
chin. He sighed deeply and the hand stopped walking. It resumed its path
from my chest brushing my nipples slightly and reaching my groin.

-Look at those marvels down here, he spoke silently. I see two beautiful
eggs and a rooster protecting them.

The hand continued following the curves of my right hip. It was difficult
not to shiver.

-You are very sensitive; I can see your goose pimples. And still you
continue to sleep; you are a wonder, indeed.

He got up from the bed and walked around my body once more.

-What have they done to you? Did the cops rape you? Did you let them? How
was that possible? I wish I could read the file on you, I will ask the
nurse. One thing is for sure, I want you here long enough to have some
decent sex with you. Right now I will do with less.  He put his flashlight
down near my tummy, then the sound of fingers searching a pocket or
something.

    Something hard and warm touched my cheek and it was wet too. It made
figures over my skin.

-This is for you, white angel. He murmured. He shone the light in my eyes,
probably hoping that it would blind me if I opened them.

-Suck it in, angel, you will like it, I know, come on.

   He pushed hard and my lips parted, but my teeth were locked together. I
had no wish to participate in this.

-I said suck it, please Ok. I will find another thing.

He came around with his torch and shone on my butt cheeks.

-You will surely like this. You made me so horny, now it is too late to
stop me.

    He said that while he began peeling off the band aid. I didn't want to
cry, or shout or call for help, because, the nurse had gone and the boys
were surely curious and awake too and could probably follow al of the
movements by the shadows of the watchman that the torch cast of on the
curtains. I grit my teeth, more than half of gauze had come off and fell
off on one side. Now he ripped the rest away.

-Allah, be praised to give me such a wonderful present even before I go to
heaven, Mohamed be blessed too. Just look at his buttocks. It is not messy
at all without the plasters.

   He massaged my cheeks with love at first, but then he sped up his
desires to take me. A finger or two moved the cheeks apart.

-Hey it is full of gel, they done this surely to stop the blood from gluing
his cheeks together. But that's fine with me, you hear?

     He was talking to himself or to me? I had no clue. Did he believe I
was awake? Or did he try to reassure himself doing all this was ok?

-Now, my angel I am coming in you a little bit.

-I sensed his rod looking for my anus. I had no pain having him move in and
out my flesh. He was not screwing me, just rubbing his cock between my ass
cheeks.

-Oh, it feels good, my angel roumi, it really does, I thank you for this. I
am coming so fast, forgive me. Ooooh ooohh ooh, here it is, keep it well.

   He patched me up with the cotton as it was before. Did his fly back up
and left unheard, doing his rounds, I suppose.

    Now some patients had started snoring and I fell back into slight
dreaming. It was pitch dark in the dormitory. I sweated a lot. I only had a
sheet on a bed and no blanket or sheet to cover me. I was as naked and
exposed as a recent born baby in a crib.

    It must have been hours later, when something was rubbing against my
lips. I pushed it away instinctively, but it came back. I couldn't see who
it was, because a big hand blinded me. He said nothing; he just stood there
pushing against my lips.

-Are you in? A distant voice from another bed nearby whispered.

-I am on his lips, he won't open his mouth. Come help me a bit.

-Ok. man, the other man whispered.

   This guy I made so much noise jumping from the squeaking bed he was
in. On naked feet that made a stomping sound. Now I had him behind me.

-Do you think you acted smart with the watchman, Roumi? You can't fool me
or us in the dorm, you know. After all, the watchman is an old pig in his
fifties, but we are still young enough to fill every hole with our hot
cream when we see one. And you have a nice fresh one, but it is so sore,
would you like something up there, or not? Or did you have too many up
there before you ended up here? If I were you, I would open my teeth now
and let me visit your succulent cave or else you could have my zob (cock)
play with your back hole?

   I have always wanted to fuck a Christian boy. In my wildest dreams they
all look like you. I won't say it twice^Ålook at me.

He got his hand away and I was staring in a couple of mean dark eyes.

-Ok. No, that's not wide enough, wider, yes like that.

I said nothing back, just opened my wavering lips. He brought his heavy
cock over my tongue and began to raid my mouth with hot-tempered
words. Fuck, he rammed it in without a warning and hit the back of my mouth
real hard.

-This is my way and speed, you will have to get used to it. Mmphgfff,
mmphhh, zid, zid (move), it feels awesome, now don't crap on my zob (cock),
I warn you.

I tried not to gag and breathed through my nose.

-God, habibi, he is the best. Look at me how I move. Come on suck harder,
white bitch, I am sure you did this before. He does it so well habibi; his
lips are the finest I have ever felt on my zob. And he makes no noise or
talk; the whole dorm can come and play with him. Did you hear that
boys?!!!!

-Yesss!!!! Sure, we heard it. We wait for you to finish. How lucky we are
to have this white body here with us.

He paused for a minute and said with his cock still in me:

-We don't want you to leave us that soon, your ass is ours and if it heals
to fast you`ll be out by the day after tomorrow. Why don't we make it bleed
a little? Just a little so that the doctor gets worried and will tell the
cop to fuck off and come back next week. Can you bear this? You are better
off here with us than in the jail. Because if there is any place where you
will not be left one single minute alone it is in there with meaner fuckers
than we are. We are just schoolboys and the guards hold parties and will
fuck you too, because they are so bored guarding so many youths. The only
method to keep them under control is to screw them. And as far As I know I
have not seen any roumi as pretty girlish looking as you.

    By the way my name is Raffi; I will be back in jail in a few
days. Remember my name and if you want protection, call for me. So, what do
you say? Is it an assfuck or no assfuck?

He pointed at my mouth and at my ass.

-Let him talk, Raffi, get your cock out of his trap.

-Oh, yes, sure, Raffi laughed. But he can't speak Arabic, idiot.

I laid my hand on my butt and he knew enough.

-Ashied you come in front; I will take the honours of riding him up his ass
now. The others can watch and take him tomorrow.

-Raffi, he hasn't said yes or no yet.

-So what is it going to be, white ass.

I nodded and began to cry.

-Oh, poor boy. Raffi, he is crying.

-God, that turns me on, Ashied. Lick his tears away.

-Raffi, give it all to him, please, I want to see if he swallows your
semen.

-You will, don't worry about that Ashied.

   The cotton rough with dried blood came off easier, because of the tape
that had become less sticky.

-You must move with us, boy^Åwhat is your name? Oh, yes no Arabic.

He pointed at himself and said: I Raffi? And you?

Now he pointed at me.

-Alex.

-Ok, Alex, we have to swing your legs off the table, you remain with your
chest and arms on the bed and you will invite my habibi Ashied to visit
your mouth. And I have the most beautiful painting in front of me, which is
your glorious asshole. Ready? Here it comes.

    Raffi holed me with all his might and was in halfway with his cock in
one push.

I surged upwards and cried it out in pain.

-Noono, it hurts, it stings, I cried louder in Spanish. Stop it, please.

-The more you cry the harder I fuck you, because tears turn me on. I used
to fuck my sisters like that, that's why I am here sweetheart. They
betrayed me and I contaminated them with syphilis. They^Å mmmhghgf^Åhumphg,
oh this feels good^Åahm^Å then they beat me up for that in jail and I
killed someone of those bastards who beat me up. I drowned him in the
kitchen in a huge cauldron in boiling water. Hmmph, I feel your blood on my
cock, it is an ssmmmoooth hmphg ride in you. You want to hear more stories?
I don't think so, huh.

    I couldn't say any more because Ashied was fucking my mouth deeper than
I thought he could.

-How does it feel brother, in there?

-Marvelous Raffi, he is a professional. I am sure he was a whore boy
somewhere. Now heeeee isssss oursssssss, oh yeassss, suck me baby. I am
boiling hot and what about you?

-If ever you want to know how it is to fuck a virgin girl, try him. He
gives blood all over your cock. It is a greaaaat fffffeeling. Oh, I am
cominggggghhhh^Åyea ye yehhh, oaaah oooooohh, he cramps on my cock^Å it
feels fucking good.

He pulled out of me.

-I am sure I tore him apart or at least the wound they stitched up in
here. What a relief. Come over, Ashied, before he collapses.

   Ashied pulled his cock back and ran to switched places with Raffi.

-Now you suck your own arse blood, boy, lick me clean, I want no proof of
this butt fucking of you.

-Got in Raffi! And it is stunning, the blood keeps coming and it is like
screwing a virgin gazelle cunt, real tight and hot.

    I felt so faint and kept my mouth open as if it was a tube in which
something hat to run through. I felt nauseous and feverish, I had to crap
but couldn't.

-Fast, Ashied, because our boy's eyes a re nearly closing, I can only see
the white of it, he is passing out.

-You are right, I have to keep him standing on his legs, bbbuutut I am
ssshooting nnnoooowww. Heeeelp, I coeeeeme in himmmm.

    Raffi came running around and the last thing I felt was them putting me
on my tummy on the bed again. Then everything went dark before my eyes.

-Hey you; wake up, wake up.

I was being slapped in the face and looked into the nurse's worried and
shocked face.

   -What happened, look the whole sheet is full of blood under your
bum. You feel pain?

I will have to take you to the bathroom and clean you.

    He picked me up and carried me through a long corridor and put me under
a shower with hot water.

-Stay on your legs please^ÅI am back in a minute with soap.

He was fast. He was very careful in touching my butt.

-This may hurt a little, but I have to wash the blood away.

    If he only knew how they had savaged me. But to my surprise I didn't
feel a thing. The wound must have resisted well, or the stitching was not
to be ruined. He was so gentle with me I nearly wanted to give him a big
hug. Now once he was busy he couldn't stop and washed my entire body.

-Good boy, now you will smell fresh and perfumed. After he had dried me off
he picked me up again and brought me back to the bed where a brand new bed
sheet had been spread over the bed.

Raffi followed the whole scene very amused.

-Is he going to be all right, nurse? We are so worried about out new
friend, you know? He began crying in the night, we didn't sleep very much,
but he was hurting. We tried to take care of him, but when he bled out of
his arse, we were afraid that he might have gotten aids, you never know.

-He has no aids, don't say these nasty things. He could have died of the
bleeding.

    A new band aid was put on and then the nurse left us alone again. Not
for long though. Soon the doctor came by with the cop at his side.

-So, my boy, why did it start bleeding again? He spoke in Spanish.

-I don't know señor doctor, it just happened.

   Raffi looked straight at me with a menacing mouth line over his face.

I couldn't say what had happened to me.

-You see constable, we cannot let him go, the slightest movement of his
body, can make the wound bleed again, and it will take several days.

    Raffi turned his head to the others with a big victorious grin that
said everything.

He was sure of another good night of fucking me and I was kept out of jail
so far.

The cop's face was gloomy and unhappy; he too wanted to fuck me again.

-We cannot have the judge wait, doctor, in two days he must leave these
premises, with our without blood.

-I don't agree with that, I will talk to your superior about your
insolence, you may go now. Next time you ring up if you want to see me.

    He shut the curtains and both walked away. And so the morning had been
very busy with me. I had five young guys counting the hours to strike at me
again tonight.



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