Date: Mon, 1 Jan 2007 18:37:41 +0000
From: Justin Woodward <kewtieboy@hotmail.com>
Subject: MOROCCAN HIGHLIGHTS

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.


MOROCCAN HIGHLIGHTS
By kewtieboy
(gay group/oral/anal/ir/exhib/voyeur)


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 stopped in to check the
toilet his friends had said was "notorious" and the rest was history. Being
16 against Mark's 20, they had kept their meetings to once a week at Mark's
flat on a Saturday and Mark had slowly shared his limited sexual knowledge
until they knew what needed to be done to give them total enjoyment.

When the couple hit the gay scene, heads turned. Many tried to score with each
and even both of them but they were all rebuffed. After a drunken party when
Craig was 18 and Mark 22, they shared a taxi with another couple who invited
them from drinks to their flat. They ended up in some mild sex fun but the pair
of them were uncomfortable and it didn't get too far. The other couple were
ecstatic just to have had the privilege of getting a grip at both erections ^Ö
the only ones in the scene to do so. They wasted no time in telling the tale in
the bars.

Craig had a job with the local council in the Housing Department and Mark had a
better paid job in Marketing which meant travelling up to London each day. It
was worth it as the flat they now shared had increased seriously in value and
they now had a pleasant if not over wealthy existence. They had been to Spain a
couple of times and always enjoyed visiting the gay bars. The had discussed the
possibility of sharing a partner or two while on holiday but it remained part
of their sexual fantasy when Mark was fucking Craig, telling him about some
imaginary Spaniard fucking him instead. It always brought them to a great
climax.

So it was holiday planning time again. Mark had some friends at work that had
been to Marrakech and said it was another world. The food and scenery were
wonderful and the people, friendly. Though a Muslim country, there had not been
a single bad word said to them the entire holiday. Language was a slight
problem but Mark spoke a little French so figured this could be their dream
holiday.

The plan was to fly Heathrow ^Ö Casablanca ^Ö Marrakech with Royal Air Maroc
and stay at a nice luxury hotel (they picked the Sheraton). After 4 days, they
would hire a car and drive up the Atlas mountains, taking the scenic route to
the beach resort of Agadir renting a small apartment. They would have few days
soaking up the sun and back to Marrakech for a few days before flying home.
They did, of course, check the gay guides to see if there were any bars/coffee
shops but the guides were a little inconclusive. It looked as though there was
little structured gay scene so they would be having a romantic two weeks
enjoying each other's company.

Marrakech was the stuff dreams are made of. It was like stepping back in time.
The people were surprisingly friendly and the men extremely warm to two, tall,
blonde young Europeans on their first visit. In fact the warmth was a little
overpowering with guys fighting to be their guide. They sought refuge in the
hotel and after catching some late afternoon sunbathing decided to dine in the
hotel and perhaps take a walk afterwards to take in the sunset.

They walked down towards the centre of Marrakech and into the Jemma el Fna, the
busy square in the town which hosts street traders by day and food stalls and
entertainers by nights. The atmosphere was hypnotic. The sounds the smells and
the people made them feel like complete aliens in this environment. They were
accosted time and time again by those wishing to sell, to guide and judging by
the times Craig's bottom was touched and rubbed, some had other intentions.

The guys had a great time, took in a coffee at one of the little cafés
overlooking the square and noticed many young Arab boys watching them. Craig
couldn't help but be slightly excited by the attention he was receiving. They
started the walk home in the semi dark with only the street lights for company.
It was still quite early, around 9.30 pm and the streets still had many people
on them. The walk back to the hotel was about 25 minutes and was very pleasant
in the balmy night air. As they passed a footpath, a young Arab boy, cycled up
close and as he passed, he smiled at them. He was a stunningly attractive boy
of undeterminable age. He could have been 14 or 18 as he was well built and
dark. As they walked on, the realised he had stopped at the side of the road at
an area with bushes off to the right. They were not deep bushes but the area
was slightly quieter. Again, as they passed, he smiled. He gently rubbed the
front of his jeans in the crotch area as the walked beside him.

A few minutes after passing, he again cycled past them but this time, took his
bike off into the bushes. As the two guys drew level again, he was standing
just inside the bushes with his cock out pretending to pee. His cock was
semi-erect and endowed. In the half light it looked to be over 7 inches long
which on such a small frame looked obscene ^Ö buy very sexy. Mark went to walk
on but Craig was fascinated. His limited promiscuity has made this scenario
highly erotic and he grabbed Mark's arms asking him to wait and see what
happened.

The young lad turned to face them, and gently pulled the front of his jeans
down, pulling out his large balls. His cut dick sprung straight up at a 45
degree angle and he beckoned them over. Mark was reluctant but Craig was hot
for this big Arab cock and went over. The young boy grabbed the back of
Craig's head and forcibly pushed him down on his meat and rammed his cock in
Craig's mouth ^Ö not that he resisted much. Mark came over nervously. This was
a main road into town and they were just at the side, visible to any
passers-by. Craig was too far gone, slurping on the boy's meat. His cock was
solid with a faint taste of urine. Craig came up for air and noticed that Mark
has his cock out gently stroking it. The boy was fascinated by their uncut
cocks and dropped down to take both cocks in his mouth, one at a time. He then
stood up abruptly and turned Craig round making an attempt to fuck him. That
broke the spell. There was no way they were having unprotected sex in
semi-public in a North African country. He refused.

The lad shrugged his shoulders, pushed Craig back down as Mark looked on, and
started face fucking him again. He suddenly gripped his cock, pulled it
slightly out and fired a strong jet of warm cum partly in Craig's mouth,
partly on his face and partly on the street. The cum shot out time and time
again, probably about 8 or 9 jets hit him forcefully. Mark shot his load just
watching. He handed Craig a tissue and took Craig's cock in his hand to bring
him to a swift climax. As he turned round, the young lad had dressed and was
standing with a great smile and his hand out.

"I think he wants his hands crossed with gold," said Craig.

Mark fumbled and handed the lad some notes which didn't seem enough as he
pointed at a few more, took them and fled. The guys continued home slightly
wobbly after that and had a stiff drink back at the hotel. Mark felt very
guilty but Craig assured him saying it was just one of those little one off
holiday things that are a bit of fun.

The next day was fully occupied with a horse and carriage trip around the town
walls, a visit to the Jardin Majorelle, beautiful city centre gardens restored
by Yves Saint Laurent and the Dar Si Said museum to look at the beautiful
treasures within. An evening meal was booked at La Rotunda restaurant where
they were taken and returned by car, thus avoiding any public contact.

They spent some time next day at the Menara gardens where many Moroccans go and
young men swim in their little trunks trying to impress each other. Craig, once
more noticed a lot of flashing smiles and large bulges on some very young lads.
Mark was a little possessive and slightly jealous of the attention Craig was
getting and their visit was cut short as they made their way down to the square
and the souk to buy some gifts. Once more they were bombarded with the offer of
guides and, just for the peace accepted one offer from a stunning young clean
shaven late teenager dressed in traditional Arab white gown. The young man
spoke excellent English and introduced himself as Nasir. He quickly had them
absorbed into the souk and was very good value for money ^Ö finding them some
great souvenirs and throwing in some history as he went. Mark wanted some
leather goods and after the initial introduction to a stall holder, he started
the long bartering process while Craig stood outside with Nasir. Craig felt
Nasir's hand brush lightly against the tight material of his cotton trousers.
When he turned, he was met with a broad smile.

"You have a nice friend," he said, "Very handsome."

Craig smiled the affirmative.

Nasir's eyes travelled down to the front of his white robe to a point which
stuck out where his erect cock was. He smiled again at Craig.

"You are both very handsome," he said.

"Thank you," stuttered Craig.

"I would like to fuck you," Nasir said without the slightest embarrassment.

At that Mark concluded the deal and innocently walked back to join them and the
tour continued. Craig was slightly perturbed but also aroused. He had never had
anyone inside him but Mark, however, the thought of a teenage Arab cock
thrusting deep inside him made him very randy. They went to the square for
coffee but Craig was too uncomfortable to tell Craig what had happened in case
he was angry. When Nasir joined them again after talking to the coffee bar
owners, they started discussing a trip up to the Atlas mountains in a hire car
the following day with Nasir as guide.

"I will come to your hotel later today before dinner to make arrangements,"
he said. "Please tell reception who I am so that I will be allowed inside the
complex."

They were back in the hotel in time for some late afternoon sunbathing and so
lay by the pool having a cocktail or two. Mark was soon asleep in the sun and
Craig decided to go back to the room to relax on the bed with the air
conditioning on and perhaps an opportunity to relieve his building sexual
tension. He draped himself with a towel and told Mark where he was going. As he
entered their room, he heard his name called and turned to see Nasir walking
towards him, still dressed in his white Arabic clothes.

"I have come to discuss tomorrow," he said.

"Craig heard the words," You had better come in then," come from somewhere
and realised he had said it.

They walked into the cool room and Craig went to have a quick shower while
Nasir sat on a chair and waited. Craig pulled a pair of tight boxers on and
came through. Nasir looked at him and had obviously been playing with himself
as his erection was pushing straight up under his robe. He called Craig over
and stood up. He was tall ^Ö at least 6 feet 3 inches. As Craig reached him he
took his palm and placed it on Craig's head, pushing him down to his knees.
Just as Craig knelt in front of him he lifted his white gown and covered Craig
completely.

Craig found himself confronted by the biggest cut cock he had ever seen (not
that he had seen many). This brute was around 9 inches long standing outwards
and upwards above a pair of tight balls which looked obscenely small against
it. The area was covered in dark hair. The cock was pushed quickly into his
mouth and Craig automatically started sucking. Nasir grabbed his head through
the cloth and rammed his dick forcefully in and out leaving Craig fighting for
air. Hardly a word was said and all that could be heard was Craig's slurping
and Nasir's heavy breathing.

Without any waning, Nasir, pulled back and blasted a load of cum in Craig's
mouth and over his face. Craig had never seen so much cum. The volume was equal
to two or even three men and his face was awash with it and it dripped down on
to the tiled floor.

"Good," he said, "Next time I fuck you, now where is your friend."

"I need to shower again," Craig mumbled and pointed outside. Nasir went out.
Craig licked the cum and rubbed some over his cock and balls gently wanking to
bring himself to a cataclysmic climax with the flavour of Arabic cum trickling
down his throat.

Nothing more was said, and an arrangement was made for the following day.

That night, Craig felt guilty and when Mark started to make love to him he
began to fantasise out loud about Nasir. Mark was turned on and when they were
near climax, Craig told him the story about the quick session in the afternoon.
Mark blasted a thin stream of cum high in the air and, instead of being
annoyed, seemed really turned on by the situation.

"Think I can watch," he asked Craig?

Craig was horrified, upset, excited and highly aroused.

"We can't- can we," he asked?

"Let's go prepared tomorrow, just in case," said Mark.

Well tomorrow came and Nasir was there at 9.00 am as arranged. However, much to
the disappointment of the boys, he had company.

"This is Thaqib," said Nasir. He is a friend of my brother and knows the
mountains well so he will come with us." "His name means shooting star."

The apparition standing beside Nasir was about 16, stunningly good looking with
dazzling white teeth and well built but slim. He wore a white polo shirt and
clean faded jeans which showed a well proportioned adolescent bulge in the
front. His eyes were fixed on the boys as he smiled.

"Pleased to meet you," he said in slightly stunted English.

"^Å.And you," both answered in unison. They climbed into the Suzuki 4 x 4 and
headed out of Marrakech.

The trip was fun with Mark driving and Nasir alongside and Craig in the back
with Thaqib. The roads were an adventure on their own. As they climbed into the
mountains some areas were washed away with the rains and they had to mount the
embankments to get passed. Young children stood at the side of the road trying
to sell something that looked like limp lettuce but which was supposedly some
kind of raw drug. The guides didn't volunteer the information so neither boy
asked.

By 1.30 pm they were well into the mountains and turned up a rather desolate
road to stop for the picnic lunch prepared by the hotel. Thankfully there was
plenty for four and the boys quickly lay down a rug and opened the hamper.
Flasks were filled with cold and hot drinks and there were sandwiches as well
as some salad, cold roasted vegetables and some spicy cous cous, cold chicken
and other unexplained delicacies.

After lunch, Nasir stood up and went over to some nearby bushes to piss. He
made no attempt to cover himself as he lifted his white robes and just stood
with his large member exposed to all. When he finished he turned to face them
and smiled before shaking and dropping the robes.

He walked back over, looked straight at Craig and said, "You like?"

Craig looked at Mark, swallowed and nodded.

"Your friend is sexy," he said to Mark. "I like to fuck him."

Mark was embarrassed and turned to look at the young boy Thaqib but to his
surprise, he was nodding enthusiastically. Nasir lifted Craig by the arms to an
upright position and unclipped his shorts which dropped immediately to expose
his white briefs. He pulled Craig's t-shirt over his head and left him
standing near naked. Then he pulled his briefs down to expose Craig's pale
naked body. Thaqib scampered across and sat beside Craig to caress his skin and
put his hand up to his balls. Craig's cock leapt to erection.

Nasir pulled his robes over his head and stood in small white shorts which were
quickly discarded to expose his monster cock. Mark gasped and started to pull
his own clothes off. The young boy pulled down his jeans and quickly was in a
simlar state. Though a small young lad he still had nearly 7 inches which
looked almost obscene against his slight frame. A small patch of dark hair
above his balls marked the only sign of manhood apart from his cock.

Both teens started on Craig with one fingering his bum while the other sucked
his cock. They were fascinated by his foreskin and pulled it back and forth to
reveal the pink head inside before licking. Mark moved across to stand beside
his friend and was rewarded by the mouth of Thaqib wrapped round his erect
cock. He lifted the boy up and dropped to return the favour, taking the
slightly salty tasting cock into his mouth. The boy had certainly done this
before but Marks feeling was that he was the first foreigner. Mark was able to
consume the whole shaft but on looking to Craig noticed that his attempts to do
the same to Nasir were almost impossible due to its length and girth. The
monstrous cock was actually able to stand outwards and upwards, seemingly
defying gravity.

Nasir turned to Mark and said, "Thaqib is new and has not been with man
before. I want his to enter your friend first, then you, and I will finish
him."

Mark grabbed their holdall and took out the preparatory aids they had brought
for sex. Some fresh wipes, condoms and lube. Craig had made sure he was squeaky
clean before leaving that morning just in the hope. Here he was, only having
been fucked by one person in his life, and about to get three cocks one after
the other. His heart was thumping in anticipation.

Thaquib stretched the rubber over his cock and Craig lubed himself. The young
lad was very eager and his steel-stiff cock proved it. He didn't invite Craig
to lie down but just stood behind him sticking his eager young cock into
Craig's arse in one swoop. He grabbed Craig's hips by the hip bones and,
using them as handles, started to pump. Mark dropped to take Nasir's cock in
his mouth. He sucked the head and felt the giant organ pump as blood flowed
through it. Craig gripped the side of a small tree for balance as Thaqib
hammered his hole enthusiastically. When he came, the world knew. He screamed
loudly and fucked in great big sweeps into Craig, hammering his arse with the
final thrusts and he emptied his balls into him. When he pulled out, the
quantity of cum trailing into the sac of the condom surprised even Mark. There
was enough for two men.

"Now you," said Nasir to Mark as he pulled his cock from his mouth.
Mark didn't need a condom so just slipped his cock home into the already
widened hole. Craig's hole had never felt finer and he was struggling not to
cum immediately. He had never fucked Craig in front of anyone let alone two
naked strangers. He fucked as he looked at the naked Arab teens standing with
cock in hand stroking themselves and was surprised to see that Thaqib was again
erect.

When he saw Nasir stretch a condom over his cock, he new Craig's time for the
monster was nigh. He withdrew. Nasir walked forward and stooped slightly to
push his cock into Craig. At first there was a problem and they had to add more
lube but soon the head of his cock had pushed its way in and a look of ecstasy
swept over Craig's face. They boys were wrapped up in the enthusiasm of the
fuck and Mark seized the opportunity to grab his tiny digital camera to snap
the scene for posterity (and some wanking over the Winter nights). Thaqib was
in front sucking Craig's hard dick while Nasir was fucking. The long member
would pull all the way out and then thrust all the way in, forcing Craig to
gasp.

Mark downed the camera and walked over to Thaqib. He pulled a condom on and
lubed him. He had expected resistance from the boy at the possibility of losing
his virginity but didn't. In fact the boy willingly helped Mark to lube and
then bent over to allow his access. Mark gently pushed the head of his cock to
the opening and Thaqib turned to look at him before backing swiftly on to it.
Mark was surprised as his cock sunk straight into the boy's hole and was
quickly fucking away. The lad loved it. He then gently walked over to Craig to
bend facing Craig's cock as he was being fucked and took it in his mouth,
gripping with his other hand.

Mark looked up as this orgy went on apace and was horrified to see a little boy
and girl watching them. The little girl looked about 8 or 9 and the little
about 10. They were obviously Berbers living in tented accommodation locally.
Mark was just about to call a halt to the proceedings when he noticed the
little boy's cock sticking out the front of his baggy trousers and his hand
wrapped round it wanking. The sordidness of the whole scene was enough for Mark
and he screamed as his load pumped into Thaqib. Craig came simultaneously and
his blast hit Thaqib on the face. Mark had never seen Craig come in these
quantities and the thin jet coated the boy's face and mouth.

Nasir, ever in control just steadied his pace and with one grunt, hammered his
big cock one more time as he disgorged into the latex sac in Craig's arse.
Thaqib lost no time in once more setting the cum volume record as his jet shot
some 3 or 4 feet straight out in front of him. All collapsed. Mark then
remembered the children and was about to cover himself up when he saw they had
gone. Dressing in typical unromantic Arab style, was quick and when they all
clambered into the 4 X 4 the whole scene seemed as though it had been a surreal
dream.

There wasn't much said on the road back to Marrakech! The guys were tipped and
the next day both boys were due to pick up a hire car and head for Agadir. They
had again decided on a small 4 x 4 but figured they had enough confidence for
Mark to do the driving. The main route to Agadir was on a pretty good motorway
but on the map, there was also a route through the Atlas Mountains which would
take the full day. It retraced some of the previous day's drive but the second
half looked really interesting.

So the next morning after an early breakfast they paid their bill and headed
out of town with the majesty of that Atlas Mountains sweeping up before them
from the flat valley floor.

They had a packed lunch with them rather than risk cafés or roadside vendors.
The first few hours were fabulous. The roads were in a pretty bad state in some
part where landslides had washes part away but it was more of an adventure than
something to be scared about. All along the way, small groups of children,
shabbily dressed, and again they were trying to sell them some kind of weed at
the side of the road. The guys figured it was "grass" in its raw state.
Frightening to think of little kids as drug dealers!

They stopped and had a picnic with some fabulous views. The weather was warm
but not too hot and they were dressed as tourists with light t-shirts and loose
cotton shorts. After lunch, as they came round a bend, they found a small Fiat
car at the side of the road with two guys beside it. They looked like a comedy
double act! One guys looked to be about 30 ^Ö 40, was thin and short and
wearing a dark but shabby suit and open neck shirt. The other was about 6 feet
6 inches tall and dressed in traditional Berber attire of a brown robe to his
feet, open sandals and a hood which was off his head and hanging down his back.
He looked to be anywhere in age from 28 ^Ö 40.  They flagged the boys down.

They had no reason to be frightened. Moroccans are and had been throughout the
trip, very friendly. They stopped and in a mixture of French and pigeon English
managed to discover that they had run out of fuel and could the boys run the
smaller guy into the next town about 7 miles away. While they talked, Craig
looked at the tall guy who, in turn was staring intently at him and his red
hair, Craig smiled and he grinned back. His teeth weren't that off a
television commercial for toothpaste but there was something wildly attractive
about him. Mark had agreed to drive the older man to the next town and he
clambered in the back leaving his friend with the car.

On the short journey, and in stilted English/French, they managed to work out
that the smaller man was married with three children, lived in the next town
and the other guy was his cousin who was staying with him as there was a big
market the next day and he had come from their Berber village on the edge of
the Sahara to sell hand made jewellery. They reached the small filling station
but instead of getting out, the little man arranged to send a can of fuel up to
his cousin and invited the boys to have mint tea at his home. Vaguely
remembering his Arab etiquette, Mark remembered that it would be bad manners to
refuse so they accepted.

The house was not at all as they thought it might be. They entered a barren,
dry field and drove across it. Some children played by the only tree and there
was a small stream. In the middle, what appeared at first to be a mound of
earth, turned out to be his home. Made of red mud, it formed circle with a
wooden door cut in it. On entering, they removed their shoes and found an open
courtyard with small mud-type huts forming rooms inside. A woman was busy
cleaning with a switch and the kitchen was a sink sitting on a mud platform and
a bucket underneath to catch the waste and another bucket with fresh water.
They were ushered into a room with a rug on the dry floor and sat cross-legged
as their host arranged for water to be boiled on a small paraffin stove. There
was a complete ceremony of crushing fresh mint leaves into a pewter tea pot and
pouring on hot water. The smell of mint was overpowering. Raw sugar rocks were
then added in large quantities to sweeten the tea and the boys were then
offered a cup. In the background, his wife continued to sweep and clean and the
children ran in and out.

Suddenly a shape filled the door and his cousin appeared smiling. Obviously the
car had been filled and driven back. He too sat down on the floor facing the
boys and accepted a cup of mint tea. The small talk in "AngloFrenchArabic"
continued and the boys were getting a bit bored. The cousin attempted to sell
them some of his wares and the boys bought a small piece at an overpriced rate.

Suddenly the cousin looked a Craig and said "Pretty boy!"

Craig blushed.

The older man left for a short while and the cousin, whom they could hardly
understand, continued to smile. He adjusted his position on the floor and his
robe, rode up slightly, giving Craig a view of a large pair of balls thickly
covered with hair. He tried to avert his eyes but the site was so erotic, he
could feel his cock stir. The scene was really odd, wife sweeping, kids playing
and this guy exposing himself. Mark saw what was happening and looked at
Craig's crotch seeing the bulge appearing.

"I don't think even we are going to get sex out of this situation," He
whispered to Craig, "Let's get going."

The boys stood to leave and Craig was immediately aware his erection was
sticking out. The Arab noticed immediately and as he stood, he gripped the
front of his robe to adjust his cock. They started to leave but just as the
passed one of the doors in the courtyard, the tall Arab took Craig's hand and
led him inside. Mark followed and he shut the door.

In the cool dark, the Arab pulled Craig's top off and pulled down his shorts
then briefs. In one minute he stood naked with Mark watching. The Arab, still
fully dressed, kissed his nipples. Mark stepped forward and raised the Arab's
robe exposing a completely naked and hairy arse that a athlete would die for.
He put his hand round and met with 10 inches of thick hard flesh standing
straight out, He gasped. He pulled the robes completely off the Arab, knelt in
front and took the head in his mouth. The circumcised cock was surprisingly
sweet tasting and the Arab lay his head back and groaned. His finger was pushed
into Craig's arse quite roughly and Craig had a feeling where this guy wanted
to go. Thank goodness he had spent some time cleaning and nursing his tender
arse that morning. The door opened and the smaller cousin came into the room.
Through the gap, Mark could see his wife glance into the room then continue
with her work. The wiry little man stripped completely naked and his thin,
circumcised cock stuck out to 5 inches and so hard it could have hammered
nails. In his hand was a small jar of cream. He knelt before Mark and took his
cock gently into his hand. He pulled the foreskin back slowly, fascinated by
the skin and the exposed head, then took all of Mark's cock straight into his
mouth.

The ensuing blow job was amongst the best Mark had ever had. This man was
having a feeding frenzy. Craig was on his knees slurping happily on the tall
Arab. Mark then twisted round to take the big monster into his mouth and share
it with Craig. The Arab loved the double service. As he did do, he felt a hard
sharp object against his hole and knew the little man wanted to fuck him. Not
known for being passive, Mark decided that this little cock might be fun, so he
took two condoms out of his wallet and handed one to each man. The little man
tore his open and had in on in seconds but his friend had real difficulty and
it only cover about two thirds of the monster. Both boys were lubricated and
Mark got it first. The little guy didn't waste time on ceremony and pushed his
cock in with one thrust, fucking in and out immediately. He watched as Craig
kneeled doggy fashion on the floor and the Arab started the process of entering
him. Mark was fascinated as he watched it enter inch my inch. Craig took the
entire cock up to the Arab's balls. Then he fucked.

He gripped Craig's thighs and started a frenzied fucking attack. Craig was
howling with pleasure. Behind him, Mark felt the little man pick up speed too.
He suddenly stopped, held Mark's hips, and the throb of cum pumping inside
could clearly be felt. He pulled out and the sac plopped out with a quantity of
cum that suggested his wife had not been supplying the goods for some time. The
little man quietly dressed and left without waiting to help Mark finish. Mark
moved over to the big Arab and put his hand to Craig's bum to feel the cock
thrust in and out. He stood up and stretching over Craig's head, stuck his
cock straight in the face of the Arab. At first he just looked at it, then his
mouth opened and he took the cock in. The suck was amateurish but was serving a
purpose. Craig groaned and his completely erect and untouched cock sprayed a
load of cum without anyone touching it. The Arab was pushed near the edge and
thrusting got more frenzied. Just as he was about to cum, Mark felt the end was
near and tried to pull his cock out, not wanting to frighten the guy but he was
too late and his seed came with a force that frightened even him. It shot into
the open mouth, on his cheeks, over his shoulder and started to trickle down
through his unshaven face. The Arab came is short forceful thrusts accompanied
by matching grunts. He too had filled the condom with a load that could have
fathered a whole street.

The Arab took the cum off his face with a finger and licked it with a smile.

The "goodbyes" were short and sweet and the boys got the feeling that the
wife didn't look too pleased. Even the kids seemed to know what had gone on
with their winks. Mark wondered if they had been on the receiving end of it at
some time.

The rest of the drive was uneventful and they arrived in Agadir in the late
afternoon.

As they rested in their apartment, Mark realise something had happened. From
having a close and personal love affair and being jealous if someone else even
caught a glimpse of Craig's body, he was suddenly filled with an animal lust
to have Craig abused in front of him. The idea of Craig being multi-fucked of
being exposed to strangers, of being abused by other guys, suddenly overwhelmed
him. He was slightly frightened by the thought but realised he still loved
Craig deeply. Anyway, here they were in Agadir and, they had no idea of any gay
structure here. They were going to rest!

The first day was spent exploring the town and even looking round the bazaars
and shops. This place was slightly more European than Marrakech. Day two they
headed for the beach. It was surprisingly quiet. The boys had packed one small
bag with towels, swim trunks, sun cream and yes, they had packed condoms and
lube just in case.
After sunbathing until about 2.30, they had a snack lunch and then decided to
explore the beach which rambled away from the town more miles into the
distance. The police patrolled by horse and in 4X4 trucks. The boys presumed
the police were looking out for tourist safety. As they walked up the beach,
the wind-whipped sand started to annoy them as it stung their faces and Mark
suggested that they cut into the dunes and walk back that way. The area was
very quiet with just a few Arab men sunbathing or just walking. It didn't feel
cruisy as it was too quiet.

As they turned round a dune, they saw a naked Arab man stand up with his cock
on full display. He stretched and smiled. They walked on and saw another on top
of the next dune. The boys decided to "set up camp" in a sheltered are at the
base of a dune and close to some bushes. Within ten to fifteen minutes, two or
three older but attractively slim Arabs had moved closer or were standing on
top of the dune looking down. Two younger teenage boys walked past and smiled.
The boys smiled back and the lads stopped. In "pigeon" English the asked for
a cigarette. As neither of them smoked, they couldn't help.

"Money for cigarettes," one asked?

"No" said Mark.

"I show you the best places to go," he said. "I and my friends know where
English boys can find good fun with women."

"We're not looking for women," Mark said.

"Ah, then you want men and boys," they said in a "matter of fact" way?

The lack of an answer seemed to say it all.

"Come with us and we will show you."

The boys followed blindly back into the scrubland followed by at least three
other guys from the beach. Everyone seemed to know where they were going except
Craig and Mark who were glad they hadn't brought much in the way of valuables.
After about 15 minutes they saw a large desolate wooded area. The bushes seemed
impenetrable but still they headed there. The young Arabs pushed at some of the
bushes and they parted. Behind was a slim pathway heading deep into the scrub.
As they all entered, the bushes could be heard parting behind them. This
didn't seem to deter the Arab boys at all. Soon, they were in an open area,
cleared at ground level but still covered from above. As the British boys took
stock, suddenly aware that they were vulnerable, four Arab men appeared, having
followed them into the area. They recognised them as some of the naked men from
earlier so knew the intentions were sexual and not violent.

Again, Craig's red hair was the centre of attraction as the men shed what
little garb they had and four tall 30-40 year olds stood wanking very healthy
meat. Mark assumed that the young lads were the bait and that they would go,
but was pleasantly surprised to see them take their shirts and shorts off too.
All headed towards Craig in a feeding frenzy. They caressed his hair, licked
his body and one of the young Arab's actually started sucking his cock. Mark
stripped himself and dived into the mêlée. Soon his balls and cock were being
handled too. Movement behind announced another visitor who was obviously
further behind the group as they headed here. This stocky, dark skinned Arab
exuded money but his smile suggested they should keep at it. They all did.
Fingers were at Craig's arse and it was obvious they all wanted a piece of it.

"Are you going to be able," gasped Mark.

"Try me," said Craig.

"I might just do that," he said.

Mark opened his bag and pushed everyone back to spectator level. He lubricated
Craig carefully and generously and made a point of putting on a condom, more as
a visual warning than a necessity. They all stood and watched as he put a rug
over a fallen tree stump, his legs either side, and his pink rosebud surrounded
by red hair, pointing skyward. The gasps were audible. He entered steadily as
the audience gathered round to wank and watch. He fucked steadily, enjoying the
attention from the masturbating men. They seemed resigned to be spectators only
but Mark knew better. Well before the point of orgasm, he slowly withdrew and
pointed to the young boys to take turns. They grabbed the offered condoms and
stood one behind the other. The older boy of about 18, stuck a sweet little 5
inch cock into Craig and humped with the enthusiasm only a hungry teenager can.
Craig was groaning in ecstasy and the young boy didn't take long to blow his
load. He withdrew quickly, discarding a full condom and his pal was in without
any preamble. He fucked Craig like an object, a hole, just there for his
pleasure. Mark was struggling not to cum too early as he choreographed the
event.

One tall 30 year old Arab stood alongside Mark, stroking his own cock with one
hand and gently pushing a finger into him while he stood. Mark would normally
object but found it quite exotic. The older, wealthy looking Arab arrived
behind him and took the lube from Mark's hand, spreading it on his cheeks.
Mark tried to stop him, pointing at Craig. He wanted all of them to fuck Craig.

The older man nodded and said in broken English, "Him too."

The second young boy had emptied his balls and the tall Arab next to Mark moved
forward and grabbed a condom. Mark bent forward to get it for him as he felt
the cock behind him enter. The older man was not big but his cock was wide and
the entry was smooth but quite painful. It was only the sight of the large 9
inch Arab cock entering Craig that eased the pain. The older man grunted
slightly as he shagged at a stooping Mark, and Craig watched as the fourth cock
in succession entered. Now the other two men had donned condoms and stood in a
queue behind Craig's fucker, stroking their own cocks while they watched and
waited. The tall Arab grunted as his staccato body movement suggested he was
disgorging his seed into Craig. Number five, took Craig off the log and lay him
and the blanket on the ground to lift Craig's legs and enter from the front.
His 7 inches entered easily with Craig's legs forming a large "Y" above his
head.

The two young lads hadn't run away and were actually standing over the scene,
their young cocks fully erect again as they masturbated. Mark's hole was
getting quite sore from his fucker so he eased himself gently off. The man
understood and moved over to queue the final guy who was waiting to fuck Craig.
The final guy was having none of it and made sure as his predecessor was
exploding into the condom up Craig's arse, he was the next to enter. The older
man shrugged and waited patiently. Mark looked up to find the younger Arab boy
lubricating himself before offering his arse to him. Mark didn't need a second
telling and pulled on a condom before easing his cock into the young guy. He
was now alongside Craig facing him on the ground, his hand around the young boy
wanking his cut cock.

The man who fought so hard to be next to fuck Craig, came within 2 minutes of
entry, probably his warm up had brought his too close to the edge. The older
man eased his thick cock in almost immediately and the additional width was
noticeable on Craig's face. The older man pulled him close to him, his legs
still in the air as he started a slow and steady fuck. He knew what he was
doing and the look on Craig's face told him so. As Craig lay wanking his own
cock, a stream of cum erupted over his head and face as the older of the two
young Aran boys exploded for a second time. Craig lapped what he could and the
sight was too much for Mark, he came in the young guy and, without touching the
lad's cock, his stiff member exploded too, sending another spray of cum over
Craig. Craig couldn't hold out and shot over his own chest. The quantity was
enormous, jetting straight over Craig's head in the first instance and then
dolloping on his belly. The older man, pulling his cock out, pulled off his
condom and added to the mess on Craig.

The other men had all gone just leaving the two young guys, who they figured
were waiting for some payment, and the older guy. They all mopped up and the
older guy promised to see them safely off the beach. He handed some notes to
the younger boys who disappeared immediately and kindly escorted Mark and Craig
out of the bushes and then in another direction to join a road behind where
they had been. Conveniently parked was a large Jeep into which they bundled to
be taken to their apartment.

On they way, they realised that he was a wealthy local businessman and that he
had a craving for Western young men and much more importantly, red-haired
Western young men. He thanked them for the privilege of being able to fuck
them. He asked what their fantasies were and Mark confessed they had almost
fulfilled all of them in 10 days.

He looked at Mark and said, "You want to see your lover seduced ^Ö no ravaged
^Ö by young Arabs, is that it?"

"Well I did," said Mark.

He ignored Mark's answer and said that his fantasy had been fulfilled that
afternoon. Young Arab men are an easy commodity for me but red-haired
Westerners are not. He asked them to dinner two nights later and said he would
send a car. As it was their final night, they agreed.

Mark was amazed that Craig's hole wasn't ripped to shreds but the lube had
done its job and some careful cream rubbing soon reduced any inflammation from
the shagging. Though he had had seven cocks in him, including Mark, the
fuckings had been very short and the whole event had taken no longer than about
30 minutes so thankfully no damage had been done. Mark's first entry had eased
open Craig's hole gently and made the subsequent ones easier to take.

They relaxed over the next two days and realising that their host might want
another stab at them, they prepared for the possibility of sex on the final
evening. The Jeep arrived, driven by a young attractive Arab lad in smart black
trousers and white t-shirt and they were taken to an attractive villa in its
own grounds just outside Agadir. The meal was taken quite early, around 7.00pm
and was delicious lamb, crumbly and tender, served with fabulous couscous rich
with vegetables. They were offered sticky sweet cakes to follow and some wine
to drink. They noticed that their Arab friend joined them in drinking the wine!

Very politely the Arab gentleman, who had introduced himself as Hafiz,
explained that he was a well know businessman and though surrounded by
beautiful Arab boys, had a craving for pale skinned blonde and particularly,
red-haired, European boys. He could not believe his luck when he had stumbled
upon Craig and Mark in the beach area. He asked if the boys would be offended
if he asked them to strip again so he could view their beauty. Now Hafiz was
not unattractive but neither was be beautiful. He looked to be around his
mid-forties, was slightly plump and was not too tall. He was well groomed,
exceedingly polite and he did have a thick cock. The boys adopted a "what the
heck" attitude and stripped.

Hafiz did nothing much really. He laid both boys together on a couch and
caressed their cocks until they were both hard. He licked both in turn sucking
their cocks' then balls, meanwhile stroking his own cock. Craig was prepared
to take this man's cock into him again but he seemed just content to stroke
them and fondle them.

Suddenly he stood up. "You young men have been extremely kind to an old man
and I appreciate you allowing me to indulge my fantasy. I am aware that just as
I fantasise over European cocks, you have an interest in Arab cocks. I also
realise that you enjoy the attention of many at once. Well I enjoy seeing this
and as a treat for you, I have invited some of my young friends here tonight to
attend to you."

With that, he clapped his hands and the doors opened. Mark looked amazed as ten
young Arab boys from late teenagers to early twenties, came in. All wore white
briefs and all were stunning. He noted the driver was amongst them. Hafiz
stripped and sat on a chair to watch the proceedings and Mark and Craig were
surrounded by the young men. Within minutes the room was awash with twelve
naked men, all erect. Craig was again the centre of attraction. They really DID
like red hair! They lay back as cocks were thrust into their mouths and young
men sucked on their cocks. Mark was as hard as he could ever remember. Hafiz
was videoing.

He shouted across to Mark, "A copy for you before you go to remind you of
Morocco."  Mark nodded.

Soon Mark was on his knees sucking cock after cock. Everywhere he looked
another hard circumcised cock hit his face or filled his mouth. He delved into
this, as did Craig, for around 15 minutes.

Hafiz spoke to Mark in a loud voice. "Young man, you have a real fantasy
don't you. It concerned your friend and many other young men."

At first Mark was puzzled and then realised this shrewd man had worked out what
he really wanted to see. Craig being gang-banged!

Hafiz came across and the boys stepped back. He handed the camera to one of the
boys and started to lubricate Craig. Craig groaned as his fingers gently
entered him opening him softly. When Craig was ready, he suggested Mark enter
him first. Mark eased his cock into Craig who knelt on all fours, and started
to fuck as all around wanked and watched. Mark only fucked for a short while
and when he withdrew, Hafiz said something to all the boys in Arabic and then
said to Mark, "They will not cum until all have finished with him."

Mark sat on the couch with Hafiz, watching the spectacle as young man after
young man took position behind Craig. The line of condom-clad cocks stood
straight behind Craig's eager arse and they all took it in turns to enter him,
thrust their dicks in and fuck him. Each boy took around 5-10 minutes before
pulling out, taking off the condom and standing to watch. Once lad of about 20
had almost 9 inches and Mark noticed Hafiz had kept him until last. Craig took
the big cock in one thrust and rolled to take him on his back with his legs
open. The site was spectacular and more than once Mark had to stop wanking to
prevent himself cumming.

When the final lad pulled out, Hafiz asked Mark and Craig to lie alongside each
other on the tiled floor. The cool tiles were pleasing against their backs. All
10 boys and Hafiz then took position over them and started to wank. Mark and
Craig knew what was going to happen and tried to time their own orgasm. When
the first jet of teen Arab cum hit their neck and face, they hardly had time to
enjoy the pleasure before a wave of cum plastered over them. Ten loads of hot
young sperm jetted full loads over their bodies and Hafiz wasted no time in
handing over the camera and adding his to both boys faces. Mark and Craig fired
streams of thin cum high in the air to land with the thick, rich semen already
coating their bodies. Thirteen cum loads in total gave the air a rich smell of
ammonia and Hafiz lowered himself to them and kissed both boys in return, the
cum mixing with his kiss and he moved from Mark to Craig.

He whispered, "A present from Agadir!"

The boys left for Marrakech the following day, and onwards to London, clutching
a DVD recording of the event for posterity. Their relationship took on a new
meaning after that. They were closer than they had ever been and to all their
friends, they still rarely parted when they visited the local gay bars but
then, few of their local friends ever went on holiday with them!!


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