Date: Tue, 23 Aug 2011 08:36:24 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Alem's Touch, Part Three"  by Jay Roberts   Gay Friends

I was three quarters asleep the next morning, lying on my back, heavy
comforters weighing me down.  In my sleep state I became aware of two
things.  First was a warm pole of flesh across my lips.  The other was a
sweet and sour smell of a sex organ.

I opened my eyes.  Alem was standing beside the bed, leaning over me.  He
was naked.  He was smiled gleefully at me.  "Okay American boy, open your
mouth and give me my morning oral fix.  My milk will be the first course of
your breakfast.

My eyes opened in alarm and I moved back the inch from that potent Near
Eastern prick At the sane I felt his strong palm in back of my head,
pushing me forward.

"Don't fight me, although I admit it is devilishly exciting.  Open your
pretty mouth and take my hot organ in.  After that, I won't have to
instruct you.  You being a fairy will know exactly what to do."

I was appalled by his sudden attitude, insulting me, lording it over me.  I
spoke with lips compressed by his prick.  "I'm no fairy, no cocksucker.
Look allowing you to wack me off was nice, but that's the end of that queer
stuff."

He slapped my face...hard.

"Who the fuck do you think you are, lying in my bed, talking shit.  Shut up
and get to work.  I need a release this morning...and maybe every morning."

I suddenly smelled a different odor.  It was his leaking of pre cum.  This
heady nectar was wetting my lips and wafting up to my nose.  My face turned
red and hot.  He saw it.

"Ah, my male perfume is hitting you.  Breath deeply and open your baby
lips.  I know you are craving to make me happy and you'll swallow my stuff.
How you crave it.  You gay boy."

By now, his harsh words were just a background to my own heavy breathing.
My tongue, without intending, pushed out and swiped across his large cock
head, lapping up the honey that had accumulated.  Vaguely I heard Alem
produce a sing song moan like the call to prayer.

My mouth was watering.  I was slipping down from an intelligent junior high
student to an animal lost in lust, one minded in sucking on this flesh pole
as if it were candy.  A could hear Alem gasping at my avidness.  He was
stroking my face and hair as he must have felt my tongue going crazy on his
prick and my lips compressed hard as they traversed his fat cock.  I felt
his legs sagging and I saw that he put a hand up on the bed back to keep
from falling.  It made me feel some satisfaction that I was the agent for
this, yet I knew I was being used like a plumbing connect for the Egyptian
boy to get off.  It was demeaning, yet exciting to be humiliated.  I could
hear from time to time his insults.  "Suck you little piggy.  You just
can't get enough of my cock can you.  What a queer boy maybe, if you're
good, I'll fuck your soft ass."

At that moment he let out a strangled cry and I felt my mouth and throat
pelted with hot, slippery sperm.  It had a salty, yet sweet taste.  He was
out of control as he delivered his load.  He fell across me still shooting.
I slurped and slurped the essence until there was no more.  I continued
sucking his dry cock until he pulled it away.

"Easy boy, they'll be more for you later.  Let me recharge."

 "Don't do it for me.  That was my final performance.  Get someone else.
I'm leaving."

I was half dressed and Alem had put on a silk robe when the door opened.
It was Alem's father, freshly shaved and smelling of a heady cologne.  He
was dressed in only silk shorts.

"Did I hear you two lovely boys arguing."  His voice changed to a purr,
very much like Alem's seduction voice.  "I had hoped to tarry with you
sweeties before I had to leave for the office."

Then,, to my mouth dropping amazement, he slipped one leg of his silk
shorts up exposing a tan penis of great size.  "See, I am already excited."

My way of replying was to continue dressing and hold my mouth in a tight
line.  I had to get out of the house of crazy sex.  Alem on the other hand,
fell to his knees in front of his father and pulled down the shorts.  The
organ was now fully exposed, its shiny head glistening with precum.  Alem
looked up into his father now narrowed eyes pleadingly.  The father nodded
slowly and Alem swallowed the whole thing and as I left I could hear the
loud slurping.



Alem and I never had an intimate moment again.  He didn't ignore me.  He
was always ready to smile and give a friendly hello.  I guess I was not so
nice.

I noticed that Alem was hanging with a kid from the swimming team.  Casey
by name.  I had to admit that the boy was quite a beauty.  Alem was doing
his seduction act and touching the boy's neck and crooning into his ear.

One reason I was not jealous was that two days after the events at Alem's
house, a new boy, from Hong Cong was introduced in class.  He wasn't
assigned to anyone and after class I latched on to him.  He had been
educated at a British school and had a charming accent.  Unlike many
Chinese kids, he was tall, almost six feet of tawny beauty and charisma.
He was the first kid I showed my new pubic hair that had suddenly appeared
and some hair in my underarms..

"I am jealous," he said, but I kissed him when we were in my bedroom and
told him that he was perfect."

He never asked me for any sexual stuff like Alem did, but I took the lead.
Lee, his name was so innocent, it almost made me cry.  I sucked him and he
was indoctrinated into the club.  He said that he never knew he could hear
heavenly voices.

I guess the kid was I love with me.  That's quite a responsibility.  Alem
tried to get with Lee, Lee told me, "But he's too gross and hairy."  We
both laughed.

End