Date: Fri, 23 Oct 2015 18:01:03 -0700
From: jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: Sami can lick his peter,  Part Two  by Jay Roberts  Gay Young Friends

Sami can lick his peter, part two    By Jay Roberts    Gay Young Friends


His straining was obvious on his face.  His expression was one I had never
seen.  It was a little off putting.  His mouth was pulled down and the whole
look was that of an avid bird of prey.  But then the moist head of his very
red penis was touching his mouth.  His lips were fluted out like a trumpet
player.  I could faintly smell the odor of the droplets near his pee hole.  It
was intoxicating.

My own dick was painfully hard and I rubbed it to quiet it down but it still
kept jumping.  I had not yet produced any cum like Sami could but when I
rub it briskly I entered a world of sensation that was so overwhelming that
once I fainted a little.

But now I was concentrating on my beloved friend who seemed pained and
anxious and unfulfilled.  He was groaning in need or excitement.  Then with
a mighty push he bent his body further exposing his parted ass cheeks and
ass hole.  This new position brought his penis right into his mouth and his
sucked away at it and licked in affectionately.

"Oh this is so hot I can't hardly stand it," I groaned.  "Do you need help?"

I didn't answer me.  He was totally I unto himself.   He had discovered that
he didn't need me, didn't need anyone.  He could make himself feel
supremely good by himself.  He was a world to himself.  I felt left out.

But then I realized that he was so inflamed that it was  almost too much for
my sweet.  The baby wanted so much to cum, to end this struggle.  I then
heard his strangled voice.

"Play with my ass hole."

"Your ass hole.  I, I, I don't know about that, I..."

"Do it, you white skinned stupid American."

I was stung but still caught in the his passion.  I half forgave him as I moved
closer to his parted buttocks.  There was his hole, ringed with faint black
fuzz.  It was sucking in and out as if begging for attention.  I reached out a
finger and stroked it.

Sami wailed in ecstacy.

"Oh that's good.  I getting close.  Now lick it."

"Lick it?  Gee, I don't know."

He reached out one of his long arms and cupped the back of my head and
pushed me right into his ass.

I put out my tongue and swiped it across the pucker.  He let out a high
pitched vocalization.  I was like a dumb dog happy to make his master
happy.  I began swirling my tongue all around the rim and suddenly he
began making sounds like grunts or hiccups and his whole trunk began
moving in and out.  I peeked between his legs and I saw him gulping and
swallowing, his eyes closed and a look of transfiguration on his face.  The
boy was cuming like a fire hose, so much that it was running out of the sides
of his mouth and rolling down his cheeks and onto his young tan chest.

I caused that!  I was happy for him, but then the pain of his insult returned
and I moved away from him.  He dropped his legs and lid down on this back
in exhaustion.  As he recovered I turned my back on him to show my
displeasure.  He didn't notice.  He was out of it for the moment.

Then as I willed myself in a half sleep I felt his hand rubbing my back.  Then
he kissed my neck. I moved away, still insulted at his outburst.

He murmured in my ear, his breath making goose bumps up and down my
spine.  "I'm so sorry.  I am not a terrorist, I cried for the twin towers."

I shook my body as if to dislodge him from caressing me.

"Hey Boy would you like me to give you pleasure?  I can do it.  I got plenty
of practice on my own dick."

I half turned toward him resting on one shoulder.  "You'd do that?

He kissed my forehead now within his reach.  "I would love to do it.  I
always dreamed about bringing you into the other world with my magic
carpet, my tongue."

My peter began to rise up as I pictured his smooth red tongue surrounding
it.

He shook my shoulders.  "What say?"
I didn't answer but I turned completely on my back.  My prick lay hard
against my belly.

I realized that Sami was close, leaning down, examining my stuff.

"You have two blond hairs at the base of your penis.  You want me to pull
them out?"

"No you fucker, I need all I have. Are you going to sight-see all day or do
something."

In answer he swiped that bold tongue across the head.  Waves of sensation
swept my body and I crooned a little.

He picked up his head and looked at me.  "It's good huh.  I like your song."

I was a little embarrassed at my show of passion but I pushed down and
mashed his face into my crotch.  He began flicking his tongue all over  y
penis and then when I was so enthralled that my eyes were crossed.  Then
he stopped.

"You want me to take it into my mouth?"

I nodded.

"ay it outloud."

"Sami,, suck me please."

He giggled a bit and then swooped down and took the head of my prick
between his lips and sipped at it and liked it.  I was off and running into a
hazy of feeling.  I knew that this was only the beginning and soon the main
act would begin

He stopped and seemed to pull his strength together and then bent down
again and took my penis deep in his mouth.  He withdrew and then back
again   Now he added a wanking on the shaft with his hand.  The double
stimulation was bringing me to, I thought, one of my dry orgasms.  Not that
that was bad.  It felt great to get that feeling, almost before a sneeze that is
relived as one sneezes, but this time it was different.  I felt my balls pulling
up and a strange buzzing in my legs tt rapidly traveled upward until I was in
the grip of paralysis.  I hung there for a moment my face contorted and then
I felt my prick pulling inward and then spitting out something.

I learned what it was as Sami rose up and crowed gleefully, showing his
tongue with a deposit of white stuff on it.

"You're a man, my son.  It was a small cum but delicious.  We are going to
have so much fun."

But the fun was put on hold because his father was called back to Saudi
Arabia for a petroleum conference.  He insisted that Sami come with him.
Sami said his father thought he was becoming too American and needed to
reacquaint himself with his culture and language..

So for two terrible weeks I had to do without my friend and sex with him.  I
was glad he was having this adventure, flying in a private plane and all.

Aft last he returned full of stories about the luxurious flight and the son of
one of the princes who Sami thought was a little like us.

"Of ourse we didn't do anything.  In my country it would mean death.  But
this kid was cute, but not cute enough to die over.  But, "he said, kissing me
hard, "But you would be worth it."

I told him that I had been thinking of some new stuff to try and we planned
to spend the night which was Friday, at my house.

And that is where we made the next step.

End Chapter Two