Date: Fri, 4 Feb 2005 05:13:53 EST
From: Scudder53@aol.com
Subject: Egyptian piss....

It was 1984.  I'm an engineer and was building a power plant in Cairo.  I
became close friends with one of my Egyptian counterparts....Mohamed was
a sweet boy of 23 years..I just turned 31.  In those days I was a
strapping, blond "all-American" type, and Egyptian men, of all ages,
loved me!    I spent many a pleasant evening at Mohamed's Mother's house,
dining on Egyptian peasant fare.  After dinner, we would head out for the
evening to one of the various coffee shops in Cairo.  One particular
evening, after a sumptous meal, Mohamed invited me to a nearby
coffeeshop.  He told me we would meet up with his friends.  We walked the
dusty streets to the coffeeshop...several of his friends were there and
had a table waiting.  We sat and talked and smoked Shisha, the
waterpipe.  These guys were HOT...they could have been coverboys for
HONCHO or DRUMMERBOY magazines!...all had shortly-cropped black hair,
dark brown eyes, were extremely masculine and in their 20's!  One in
particular stood out above the others.  His name was Moustafa.  His pants
were so tight, I could make out the head of his dick beneath the fabric!
Several more friends joined us, and we ordered...coffee...tea... and me,
the local beer.  I noticed Moustafa whispering to the waiter, but didn't
think anything of it.    The waiter brought the coffees and teas.  He
brought me a large bottle of local STELLA, uncapped it and poured it into
a glass.  For those of you who have yet to experience Egypt, their beer
is called STELLA....export Stella is in a smaller
bottle, and tastes like Budweiser...local STELLA is in a large bottle,
and tastes lusty, like European beer.  The glass contained an amber brew,
with a foamy head.  We continued to talk and smoke Shisha.  I raised my
glass of "beer" to take a sip, but it smelled a bit off.  I sipped the
amber brew, and at once, knew it wasn't beer!  IT WAS PISS!!!   Someone
had filled the large beer bottle with piss and re-capped it!   I didn't
want to cause an incident and embarras my friend, Mohamed, so I said
nothing.  As I am totally into watersports, I nursed my piss-beer!   As I
sipped my "beer",  I looked into the faces at our table, and saw nothing
that would betray them.  I realized that none at our table was
responsible for the bottle of piss I was served...or so I thought!   By
the end of the evening, I had consumed the entire bottle.  It was getting
late and most of the guys said their goodbyes and left.  I said my
goodbyes to the SHABAB (Arabic for a group of male friends), and waited
for a taxi back to the Nile Hilton.  As I waited, Moustafa, came back and
asked if I enjoyed my "beer".  I knew immediately that he was somehow
involved in my piss-drink!  I responded in Arabic, "biera lazeeze!" ("the
beer was delicious").  He flashed a smile and asked if I wanted to see
the Pyramids in the moonlight.  I accepted his invitation, and we grabbed
a taxi, and rode out to the Pyramids.  He paid the taxi driver, and we
walked up to the Valley Temple of Chepheron, just below the second of the
Great Pyramids.  The moon was full, and the Giza Plateau was bathed in
blue moonlight.  I saw Moustafa pay off the guards, and we had the temple
complex all to our own.  Moustafa asked if I would like some more
"beer"!  When I said "Yes",  he unzipped his tight pants and released a
thick brown cock!  I sank to my knees sucked his dick!  He shot a thick
load of Arab cum down my throat, and soon, I was draining his horsecock
of piss!  He then asked if I would like to meet some of his
friends....they were bedouins camped near the Pyramids.  I was horny as
hell, and said yes!  He whistled, and an old man appeared with two
horses.  We rode horseback out into the desert, to a group of tents.
Several men were sitting around a campfire.  Moustafa said, "These are my
friends, and they have much "beer" to share with you, but first, we will
drink mint tea".  Egyptians are a very hospitable people, and always
cement friendships with mint tea.  Moustafa told his friends, in Arabic
(which I understood), that his American friend enjoyed "special" Egyptian
beer.  The men all smiled as they eyed me!  I knew what "special" beer
meant, and so did all those men!  One of them asked, "Ismak ay?" ("what's
you're name?")..."Ana ismay Toom." ("my name is Tom").  We all sipped
sweet mint tea, and soon the shishas (waterpipes) were brought out.  As I
smoked, Moustafa asked, "Do you liked hashsish..."I never tried it", I
replied.  "Yes...you have...you are smoking it now!"  ('no wonder I'm so
horny', I thought to myself!) Moustafa  said, "this is my
village!...these men are my brothers, cousins, uncles,  nephews, and this
is my Father."  I acknowledged them all by standing and said,
"Tasharafna!" ("happy to meet you").  His Father kissed me on both
cheeks, then on my lips!  As I was a bit unsteady on my feet, Moustafa
said, "We will go to my Father's tent now."

The family's tent was spacious.  It was divided by a curtain, and I had
to assume, the female family members occupied the smaller half.
Moustafa, his Father and I sat on pillows and sipped more mint tea.  The
Father reached out and stroked the blond hair on my forearms, and then
cupped my face with his hand.  "Helwa awi!"  "My Father says you are
beautiful!"  "Shuk-ran", I said thanking him.  Moustafa whispered to his
Father, "Toom, baheb zobie wi boul!" ("Tom likes cock and piss!")  His
Father smiled and hitched up his "galebaya" ("robe"), exposing the most
magnificent cock I ever saw!  It was very thick and very long!  I crawled
on my knees to him, and sucked his cock deep into my mouth!  I worked his
penis til it shot a huge load of cum...he soon followed with a load of
minty-flavored piss!  After draining the penis of my friend's Father, I
said, "Alf-shukran" ("a thousand times thankyou"), and bent down to kiss
his feet!   The Father was well-pleased and gave me a coin.  I again
bowed to kiss his feet...this time I slipped my tongue between his toes.
He patted my head, and said, "Yalla, emshi min hena" ("okay, now get out
of here").  I know that sounds harsh, but I knew it was meant
endearingly.  Moustafa and I exited the family tent into the moonlight.
"Tom, you were wonderful to my Father!...you are my brother!...I love
you...now, we must visit the other tents!"  Apparently, the brothers,
cousins, uncles, and nephews were all waiting in their tents, for
me...waiting until the Patriarch was satisfied!   That night, while the
full moon shone bright over the Pyramids, I serviced all the male
relatives!  My belly was full of cum and piss!  Some reached for my ass,
but I knew I wanted to save that for someone special!  As Moustafa and I
left the last tent, I grabbed him and kissed him...his tongue tasted the
remnants of his brethern.  In the moonlight, I knelt to suck Moustafa's
cock, but he stopped me.  Instead, he knelt before me and sucked my
cock.  I unloaded a huge cumload and was about to pull out, when he said,
"Ana eis boul" ("I want piss").  I urinated into my friend's mouth.
"Moustafa, I want you to fuck me!"  We went back to his family's tent,
and Moustafa pushed his dick into my ass!  We fucked for what seemed
hours.  Our cocks spent, we fell asleep.  I awoke to a weight on my
back!  Moustafa's Father whispered in my ear in perfect English, "Now it
is my turn!", and his penis fucked deep into my ass!  I felt his huge
cumload explode in my ass!  I spun around and sucked his cock clean!  He
said, "Remember the coin!"

I had many sexual encounters in Egypt, but what stood out was the cryptic
message, "Remember the coin!"  Upon returning to the States, I had the
coin appraised at Southebys.  As it turns out, it was a rare gold coin
from the Ptolomeic dynasty, and depicted the famous Queen Cleopatra.  It
was worth millions.  To this day, I wear it around my neck...it reminds
me of that special night on Giza Plateau!

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