Date: 29 Dec 2002 21:59:17 -0800
From: Dave <davmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Arabic House-Boy 3 (Incest, Adult Youth b/M, m/M)
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Arabic House-Boy 3
Adoption
By
Dave
Tom was not feeling good about leaving Robert in the
States as he flew back to Saudi Arabia. He knew that even if the
Saudi's paid lip service to their support for the western interest
against Iraq and the radical right wing religious terrorists, he
knew that there were plenty of Arabs that hate the west. Their
hatred may be miss directed. They are so uneducated that they
have not figured out that while they live in poverty the royal
families fly to Los Vegas, Nevada and drop millions of dollars
of oil money on the turn of a card and a night with the so called
infidel platinum-blonde, blue eyed whores. So, it was just as
well that Bobby was left at home.
When the airplane landed and he felt that blast of heat.
He got a cab back to the compound. When he got home and
opened the door, he found the apartment empty. He dropped his
bag on the bed and got a beer from the fridge. As he walked
through the place he noticed a red satin ribbon. It went under
the front door. He opened the door and picked up the ribbon and
followed it. He marveled that he had not seen it before.
He suspected a surprise when he saw the ribbon going
under Patrick's door. Rather than knock he just turned the
doorknob. He was not surprised to see the ribbon heading in the
direction of the bedroom.
When he opened the door he saw Patrick was lying in the
middle of the bed. The two houseboys were lying on either side
of him. The ribbon ran across the floor and up the bed, across
the bed and looped around Arie's cock, Patrick's cock and was
tied around Patty's houseboy's cock.
After he stopped laughing he joined the three of them on
the bed. Tom followed the ribbon to unwrap it from around the
cocks. The boys sat up to undress him. When he was down to
his socks, he had the boys lay back down next to Patrick. Tom
moved between Patty's legs and lay on his belly so that he could
take the Irishman's cock into his mouth. As he started sucking
his friend he wrapped his hands around the boys cocks. He had
the boys squirting cum all over their tummies and pubic hair
before Patty came in his mouth. It was a long reunion before
they collapsed in a restful night's sleep.
The days returned too normal. As the days passed Tom
had time to think about what would happen to Arie after his
contract was finished. He did not want to leave him behind. He
was getting a little to old to be a houseboy. He didn't want to
think what live would be like for an orphan to old to be kept
anymore. He started seeking advice about how he could adopt
him.
He sought out a lawyer for advice. He went to the
orphanage that had cared for him and talked to the administrator.
The man was a bot bellied man that dressed in traditional tribal
robes. The man was very hesitant to grant permission to a non-
Muslim to adopt the teenager. Tom tried to convince the man
that he would do everything possible to see to it that Arie would
get the best education. Nothing seamed to move the man.
In trying to find out what would persuade the man he
talked to one of the staff members of the orphanage. The man
smiled and made an unmistakable gesture. He formed an O with
his mouth, pressed his tongue against his cheek and moved his
fist to and from his mouth. Tom understood what that meant.
He had to find a way to compensate the man for the loss
of a good cocksucker. A few more inquiries led him to
understand that the administrator might be willing to give the
boy up if he were to service him sexually.
He could not bring it up directly. He had to be very subtle
in the way he approached the subject. He figured the best thing
to do was invite him out to dinner.
The next evening he called him and invited him to have
dinner with him at the best restaurant in town. It was known to
be frequented by the most active homosexuals in the area. If the
man accepted the innovation he had to know what he was asking
him out for.
The fat man was all giggles at the though of dinner with
the nice looking American. Tom picked him up and took him to
the restaurant at the appointed time. The place had low tables
around the room. The patrons reclined on pillows to eat and
watch the floor show. Tom noticed that all of the customers
were male and they were getting very touchy feely.
The meal was lamb and they ate it with their fingers. As
they ate dinner the fat man was very complimentary to Tom. As
the meal was progressing they were treated to a belly dancer
performance. It was a very good performance. The coins of the
costume sounded like wind chimes as the attractive looking
woman danced with all the hip and belly movements of a good
dancer. It ended with the dancer moving the brightly colored
skirt to exposing and limp six-inch cock. The applause was
thunderous.
Tom paid the bill and the fat man was all over him on the
drive back to the orphanage. The fat man insisted that Tom
come up to his apartment for tea. When they got to his rooms
and past the business like office they entered his living quarts.
The living room was sparsely furnished He had a large
television a stereo and video hook ups that included CD and
VHS. There was a low marble table. The carpeted floor had
large pillows to sit on.
Acting as the host the fat man had Tom sit down while he
brewed tea. When he returned he had a tray for them. He
cuddled up next to Tom as they drank the tea. He started
undressing Tom.
Tom had on brown penny loafers, so he used his toes to
remove his shoes. As the fat man was unbuttoning the sports
shirt, Tom was unbuckling his belt. He unhooked the cotton
slacks. When he unzipped the pants his cock was already
sticking through his boxer shorts. He had to lift his but off the
pillows long enough to get the plants down. He used his knees
to kick the pants clear of his feet. The boxers were next. When
he reclined on the pillows all he had on was his socks.
The fat man took off his headgear. Then she shed the
robes and boots. Under the robes he was naked. Tom got a look
at the fat man. His hair was thinning on his head, but the rest of
his body had plenty of hair. The only parts of his body that
didn't have hair were his butt and his stomach.
Tom had worked around Arabs long enough to be
accustom to the body odor of people that do not believe in
bathing daily. But as the fat man pulled him close he pungent
odor was truly repulsive. Tom tried to breathe through his
mouth.
The fat man found Tom's cock fascinating. It was close
to seven inches long in the flaccid state. It was possibly the first
time he had ever seen a foreskin in tact on an adult. Tom had to
get on his knees and turn his body to a right angle to the fat man
to allow him to play with his cock while he kissed the fat man's
body. The fat man reached between Tom's legs and gripped the
shaft to milk the loose skin up and down. He touched the wet
head with his finger. The touch caused a trimmer in Tom's
body.
Tom was sucking on the nipples of the fatty breasts on the
man. He took hold of the cock of the man as he kissed his way
down the round belly. Tom could feel the loose scrotum that
hung between the thick legs and rolled the average sized
testicles between his fingers. The cock was about five inches
long but it was very bulbous in shape. The head of his cock
looked small compared to the thickness of the shaft.
Tom almost retched, as he smelled the pubic hair. He
could not give up now. He took shaft of the cock into his mouth
and started sucking the man off. As the fat man got carried
away he let go of Tom's cock as he started pumping cum into
Tom's mouth.
The fat man rested for a short time. The fat man wanted
to taste Tom's cock. He rolled Tom onto his back. Then he
positioned himself between Tom's legs. He milked the foreskin
up and down until Tom was producing pre-cum. He spread it all
over the shaft with his hand before he took the head of Tom's
cock into his mouth. He was so fascinated with the foreskin that
he was driving Tom crazy with his tongue. Tom's first
ejaculation went right down the fat man's throat. He swallowed
each successive squirt of cum. They rested afterwards. They ate
some grapes and stuffed dates.
The fat man could not keep his hands off the smooth skin
of Tom's body. Soon the Fat Man had another hard-on. This
time he wanted to fuck Tom. He moved Tom around putting
him on his knees. He spit on his palm and coated his dick with
spit. Then he put his face close to Tom's butt and dribbled spit
until he had plenty on Tom's asshole. He used a finger on his
left hand to swab some into the hole.
Tom was no virgin and knew to push when he felt the
head of the cock press against his opening. The cock was so
thick that Tom felt stretched to the limit. The fat fingers held
him by the hips as he fucked Tom's ass. When the fat man came
in Tom's ass he just relaxed on top of Tom's back and forced
him into the pillows. Tom felt like the fat man could put his fist
in his ass when he felt the cock come out. He could feel the
warm cum dripping down between his legs all over his scrotum.
As they returned to a cuddling position the fat man picked
up his cell phone and made a call. He left a message on an
answering machine. He told Tom that the adoption papers world
be ready by the next day.
Tom had to get papers from the American embassy for
Arie to enter the US as his adopted son. It took more than a
month for everything to be arranged.
Arie had no idea what Tom was doing. He knew that
Tom only had a few weeks left on his contract and would be
going home soon. He started feeling like he was going to be
abandoned. He was reaching the age when he would be kicked
out of the orphanage. He knew that living on the streets would
be hard.
When Tom got the paper worked finished he took Patrick
and the boys to dinner without telling what he was celebrating.
As the meal was being finished he produced the passport with
Arie's picture and told him that her was officially Arie Ben-Ali
Paine and we have two tickets for Atlanta.
Arie was so happy he broke down crying as he hugged his
new father. It was a real party for the four of them as they
packed up to return to the States. Arie packed his belongings
every day, just to keep himself busy.
Tom called home with the flight number and expected
landing time. George and Bobby were there early and waited in
the restaurant for the arrival of the plane to show on the TV
monitor. They were just outside of customs waiting for Tom to
exit the customs room. They saw him pushing the chrome cart
piled high with luggage. Bobby ran to meet him. When he was
about twenty feet away he saw Arie.
He was so excited to see him that he practically tackled
him as he jumped into his arms. He was hugging and kissing
him as George walked up. It was hugs and kisses all around as
Bobby told his Uncle George about Arie. Tom waited until he
was finished before saying. The only thing you didn't know is
that Arie is your older brother now. That lead to more hugging
and kissing.
When they got home to Uncle George's place they settled
in quickly. George and Tom took the master bedroom. The
boys took the next largest bedroom and put a full sized bed in it.
On school nights the boys would put themselves to sleep either
by sucking each other off or fucking each other. On holidays
and weekends they boys would join the men in the big bed and
have an orgy of sucking and fucking. One of the favorite things
they did was for the boys to get into a 69 to suck each other
while the adults got in position so that they could fuck the
assholes of the boys. Sometimes they varied that so that the
boys could fuck the daddies.
Bobby grew up very fast. He developed into a strong
athletic young man. He was not as tall as his Uncle George was,
but his cock was just as big. His hair darkened a little and his
body hair got thick. He grew a mustache that tickled Arie when
they made out.
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