Date: Fri, 20 May 2011 03:59:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Expedition to Mesopotamia 12

Expedition to Mesopotamia 12
By Bald Hairy Man

This is a story for adult men. It depicts gay sex.  If this offends or
bothers you, DO NOT READ IT. It is a fantasy and is not a sex manual, or a
discussion of safe sex. If you have any comments send them to
bldhrymn@yahoo.com

The next day the German camp and the Prince of Wales vanished. They left in
the night and I didn't hear a noise from them. I had to be back to the main
camp.  The equinox approached and I had to be there for the sheik and the
necessary ceremonies. The Spring Equinox was particularly important. I told
the local headman I needed to return. He told me he was invited to the
ceremonies along with other local worthies.  This had never happened before
and the tribe was greatly honored. They would escort me.

The sheik was a thoughtful man.  In a tribal or clan, oriented society the
focus was on the clan to the exclusion of outsiders. By including other
tribal leaders, the sheik solidified his control and their
allegiance. Outright cash payments were the normal way to insure
faithfulness. The invitation to the important ceremonies was rare and more
meaningful.

I wasn't entirely sure what my role would be, although I knew it would be
sexual. This was the most important event of the year, with larger
attendance. I didn't know if I was to be available to a select list, or to
the general populace. I wouldn't say I was worried about this, but I was
curious.

I had been surprised at my ability and willingness to accommodate many men
before. Not only had I accommodated many, I had enjoyed them all.  This
skill marked me as a special person and the representative of the
god. There might be an upper limit, but I hadn't reached it yet.

At the camp, I found Otto was firmly in control.  The political and Nazi
part of the expedition was somewhere in the desert with the Prince of
Wales, I assumed. Otto was an aggressive man and would fill in any power
vacuum. Otto and Rolf were glad to see me. They had much that needed to be
translated.

We had an unexpected visit by the local British man. I told him about my
encounter with the Prince of Wales.

"Damn, I will need to get the code books out again," he said. "What a
bother! By the way, I have been getting top-secret messages to anticipate
the king's death. He is sinking. A Dutch colleague told me the King was
shocked at Prince's current paramour and would never approve a
marriage. The Dutch foreign office is betting on the Duke of York and
Princess Elizabeth after a short and unhappy reign for Edward."

"The Duke of York is so ordinary," I said.

"Well, the Prince of Wales could be a Hollywood actor, playing the Prince.
He looks that part, but that is all."

"He certainly has poor taste in friends," I remarked, "rather dangerous
friends too. It is difficult to imagine the Duke and Duchess of York hob
knobbing with minor Nazi officials."

The equinox was at hand and I went to see the Sheik.  This was the great
festival of the year and I knew he had plans for me.  I also knew he rarely
told me his complete plans. This aggravated me to some extent, but in
reality, I was accommodating and agreeable.  While I was an important part
of the festival, I was in no position to complain.



I am afraid I had enjoyed the previous events so much the Sheik would
simply laugh at my worries. My role in the festival was entirely passive
and while I was used, I certainly wasn't abused. I wondered if my position
was similar to a sultan's favorite wife. While I was a sex toy, I was a
greatly enjoyed and beloved sex toy.

Rolf and Otto were invited as my friends and attendants. While the Nazi
portion of the expedition had begun by treating the locals as dirt, these
relations had deteriorated to the point that the Nazi were barely
tolerated.  Rolf and Otto continually improved their relations with the
sheik and the Arabs in general.  These were sensible and generous men.
These treated the Sheik with respect, but also were fair in their dealings
with the ordinary Arab diggers and laborers.

The day before the equinox, our little trio went to the sheik's palace in
the late afternoon.  I was surprised to see it surrounded by little tent
encampments. These consisted of a large, quite elaborate tent next to five
or six smaller tents. The sheik's own palace was bustling with activity,
but was not over crowded. The Sheik's brother Ali, greeted us and took us
took us to the Sheik's own private bath to clean up. This bath was small
but most luxurious.  Several attractive young men attended to our needs.

We had several drinks, one seemed to contain a laxative that cleaned our
systems and the other was mildly alcoholic and perhaps a contained an
aphrodisiac.  I had had similar drinks before, but these seemed
stronger. The attendants were helpful, but not sexual.

As we prepared to leave, a group of men I didn't know arrived. They
immediately stripped and joined us. Most Arab men were most reticent in
this situation, but these men seemed outgoing and rather hearty. They
joined in the drinking and it was clear we were to stay with them.

They didn't speak English or German, so we communicated in Arabic, with
some difficulty. Fortunately, erect cocks are understood in any language
and our meeting became overtly sexual. They were attractive, very masculine
men. At first, I thought they had average endowments, but as they became
more interested, they were clearly well above average.

Omar, their leader, told me they were to open my sphincter and massage my
rectum so I would be prepared for the festivals.  Apparently, they were to
do that without leaving a deposit.

"I'd be glad to help you with your deposits!" Otto said. Omar smiled. He
looked at Rolf.  Rolf smiled too. We understood each other. A minute or two
later I was on my back sucking two of Omar's companions while Omar's cock
explored me ass. Unexpectedly, Omar and his companions were lovers not just
fuckers.

Omar in particular must have made a study of ways to fuck a man; he tried
them all with great success. Rolf and Otto were frolicking with the men and
periodically taking a load from Omar when he got too close. I assumed the
men were related. All had large cock heads on long, thin shafts. I felt the
knob almost as a disembodied object probing my ass.

While this was all deeply pleasurable, I was dissatisfied. While the
constant genial stimulation was good, I missed the excitement of my
partner's orgasm. It seemed as if the experience was incomplete. This may
have been due to my earlier relations. The giving and receiving of sperm
was at the core of their ceremonies. I thought of their sperm as a
gift. Without it, it seemed to be a bit flat.

As Omar and his friends played with me, I hadn't noticed the sun had set. I
forgot that the ceremonial equinox started at sunset. The bath was quite
dark now. Suddenly Omar pulled out and a much larger cock took its place. I
opened my eyes and it was the Sheik himself. He was to make the first
deposit of manly seed on the holy day.



The sheik's cock was an old friend, a large old friend. He pumped for a
while and shot off a huge load. I could feel the hot man juice spurting
into my ass.  Ali, his brother was next in line. I knew the equinox was
proceeded by two weeks of abstention from any sexual activity.  The sheik
and his friends were fully loaded and ready.

Eventually they loaded me on a litter and carried me to the main baths were
most of the celebrants waited. I noticed there were well over a hundred men
there, but I didn't care.  The potions I had taken earlier had taken effect
and I was mellow.  Whatever they might do to me, the last thing they would
do was hurt me.

It seemed to me the room was divided into individual little parties of ten
or twelve men. There seemed to be representatives of the major clans and
guilds. I saw the men in the Blacksmiths Guild and the gold workers. The
Sheik's men carried my litter from group to group. The men would surround
me, and soon a cock would slip into my ass.

This sounds as if it was a mechanical exercise, but each group seemed to
have it own rules for precedence and sexual tastes. The men were all in a
festive mood and the events was joyful in the extreme. I admit I lost track
of who was doing what to me when, but this didn't bother me.

The first group I visited was ten to twelve men. There were three elders,
and the rest were younger. The younger men were all excited and stroking
this cocks vigorously. When they approached an orgasm then came to me a
placed his cock head through my sphincter, but stopped at that point.  The
men ejaculated, and then pulled out. Six or seven of the men did this. They
were very excited and it only took a few minutes. When the last man pulled
out, the senior elder came forward and eased his impressive organ into my
cum filled ass.

He hadn't seemed that hard, compared to the younger men. His huge knob
plowed the other men's cum deep into my ass. The older man got very hard,
but he fucked me tenderly for a few minutes. He pulled out and another
elder too his place. He was most vigorous, and shot off quickly. The next
man was the senior elder's son-in law. He had a long, thin cock that went
deep. I grabbed it with my sphincter and he shot off, then the senior elder
returned.

"You will feel the seed that made your grandchildren," the son-in law
said. The elder was very hard now, and he shot off after a dozen or more
thrusts. I was carried off to the next cluster of men.

The next group had obviously sought out the best-endowed members of the
clan.  They were well lubricated and slid in easily, leaving me slightly
winded. The other men fed either fed me their cocks or sprayed me with
their seed when they climaxed. There were three big men who took turns in
my ass and perhaps a dozen men shooting their load on me. I was carried off
to a third group before I realized the big men had shot off in my ass.

The third group was my village, and all were friends. Most of them men who
had nursed me back to heath were there and took a turn in my ass. The
headman and the Imam were the last in line. It was with the fourth group
that man-seed began to spurt out of my ass when a cock entered. This seemed
to add to everyone's enjoyment.

There were twelve groups and I was in a sexually induced haze as I
progressed from group to group. This may sound odd, but I was relaxed and
almost sleepy as the night progressed. Strangely, was I was mentally
relaxed, but body remained receptive and responsive. Everyone was both
excited and enthusiastic. Curiously, while there was no way my seed filled
ass could resist a rock hard cock, my ass responded to each penetration. My
sphincter caressed each cock and my rectum embraced each organ.

There were a large number of men who wanted to connect with men and limited
time. Many popped their bloated cock head into my ass seconds before their
climax. It seemed to me that when my sphincter clamped on the knob, they
released their load. Other fed me their seed in my mouth, but my ass never
failed to respond to a penetration.

The elders typically pushed deep and fucked me deep and hard. This was good
too, especially as they were plowing many men's sperm deeper into my
rectum. Sperm acted as ball bearings, and it was lovely.

It was lovely, but not neat. I was coated men man seed from head to toe.
My beard was soaked in opalescent semen. Rolf told me I looked like a sperm
glazed Father Christmas.  This didn't bother anyone. When an elder pulled
his sperm coated cock form my ass, after his orgasm, younger men greedily
lick the man seed from his cock.

Otto was in the bath observing.  He told me later that the sperm that had
been in my rectum was regarded as particularly lucky and beneficial. The
creator god accepted the offering at the time of the orgasm. If it drooled
out of my ass, or coated an elder's cock it was blessed. The god had
accepted it and it was available for other to share in the blessing.

After several hours, I finished the rounds and returned to the Sheik and he
fucked me with Ali, his brother and his oldest son. Up until this time, all
contact with me had been purely sexual. Only cocks had penetrated me. There
was no other physical contact other than low hanging balls slapping against
my ass as I was fucked. I was coated in sperm on both the outside and
inside of my body.

I had never met the son, Rashid, before although I had met several of his
brothers. Rashid was slim and handsome. He was quite tall, but not as beefy
as his father was. He did inherit his father's massive organ. It looked out
of place on the handsome man's slender body. Rashid and Ali embraced me and
covered themselves in man seed. Rashid kissed me and licked sperm from my
beard. Ali slipped in my ass. A few moments later, Rashid's cock entered my
ass. It hadn't occurred to be that bother organs could fit.  My ass must
have stretched as a result of the night's festivities.

Ali was perfectly still, but Rashid was pumping his cock, rubbing it
against his uncle's cock. Ali began to moan and twitch as he released his
load. Given the pints of not quarts of sperm in my ass, could feel Ali's
ejaculations.  Ali pulled out. Rashid went to my rear and re entered my
ass.

It was the sheik's turn to enter my ass.  He too fit. This time Rashid was
still as his father pumped. I tighten my ass to hold the two cocks
closer. Rashid moaned. He was gasping for breath as he ejaculated. The room
became quiet, and then several men began to chant.

I wasn't positive, but I suspected there was a new heir, and that the good
fortune of the current generation had been passed on to the next. Later
Otto explained what had happened. For all practical purposes, it had
designated the heir apparent, but I had also designated a new Pope,
Ali. His orgasm marked him as the new leader of the tribal cult. He didn't
replace the Islamic Imams. He led to ancient tribal cult that was thousands
of years older than Islam.

The chanting continued, but now that the cult ceremonies were observed, the
men could relax and a pleasant old-fashioned orgy could end the night on a
festive note. From my point of view, the night had been festive enough. The
ceremonies had focused on me as the receptacle of seed offering to the
god. That was over now and all was good.

It was now acceptable to enjoy your friends. By enjoy, I mean have sex. The
sheik pulled out of men and went to greet his guests. Otto and Rolf came
over to me.

"How are you doing?" Rolf asked. "It had been quite a night"

"Actually, I am better than I expected," I replied. "I don't know what I'm
supposed to do now."

"As far as I can tell, your duty here is over, not just for tonight but for
the foreseeable future." Otto said. ""They haven't had this ceremony for
several generations. They think the difficult times of their more recent
history are due to the failure to honor the ancient god.  Today you have
blessed the current and future rulers, and thus the future looks good. This
is a once in a lifetime event."

"I think doing this on a weekly schedule would be a trial," I said.

Rolf laughed. "They were worried. The receptacle doesn't always survive the
ceremony," he explained. "That would have been very bad. You are a
trooper!" He lifted my legs and shoved his cock in my ass. "Do you mind?  I
assume one more will be acceptable."  I nodded and closed my eyes.

I woke up an hour later feeling good. I needed a nap.

The room was quiet and dark. Undulating men covered the floor. Many were
moaning softly. Otto was next to me.

"It has calmed down some," he said.  "Things were wild for a while, but
everyone has shot off at least once more and is more relaxed now."

"Does that include you?"  I asked.

Otto laughed softly.  "It certainly does. I have discovered younger Arab
men admire older authority figures and many have never encountered a
willing European," He whispered. ""I typically top, but tonight I have been
most accommodating. I was mounting a beautiful young man, when another
handsome man filled me ass in a lovely fashion. Eventually six of seven men
did the same."

"I have never been serially fucked before, but they were all perfect
gentlemen," he continued.  "I loved it."

"Who cleaned me up?" I asked.  I had just noticed I was no longer coated in
man seed.

"A half dozen elders came to you and licked you clean. They didn't want to
waste any of the man seed. You were in a deep sleep. One of them fucked you
and they licked his member clean after every penetration.  I think they got
much of the accumulated seed from your ass." Otto said.