My father was a very rich sultan. Our family compound housed about twenty-five members and we were taken care of by a like number of servants. In my section of the walled palace there were the usual internal courtyards with fountains and fruit trees. At age twenty I had my own harem of boy catamites who satisfied most of my sexual desires by performing every imaginable activity with me (and each other). They even tried to think up new sexual positions and techniques, the little scamps.
Tambu, the old eunuch that had raised me, was still with me and had trained the three young teen boys that were my sexual playmates: black haired sixteen-year-old Constantine of Greek extraction with the alabaster skin, a fifteen-year-old swarthy Arabian boy named Akbar, circumcised but with furry armpits and an amazing jungle of curly pubic hair, and Katsu, a fourteen-year-old Japanese boy with feathery black pubic hair and a magnificent bubble butt. Whenever the boys knew I desired their services they would make sure they were cleaned out. After douching Katsu would pre-grease his love canal for easy entry. The other two didn't because I loved to rim Akbar and Connie before lubing and penetrating them.
Connie and Katsu were uncut and provided me with plenty of foreskin to play with. Akbar wore a djallabah most of the time, as did the other two boys, except when Connie wore his native costume of Greek pantaloons and a vest, or when Katsu wore a long or short kimono (I preferred the short ones). Usually a different boy slept with me each night, assisting me with my bath beforehand. Our occasional foursomes generally took place midday on Sundays.
Late afternoon one mid-week day I indicated to Tambu that I wished Akbar to entertain me by playing the lyre while Katsu assisted me in my bath. The Japanese boy would dine with me and spend the night. I desired to suck and fuck that day. Akbar had the most exciting tool to suck and Katsu was the most satisfying to cuddle with and then screw. Akbar and Katsu had been prepped by Tambu and arrived hand-in-hand each wearing a djellabah. They were most attractive to look at. I was nude, in anticipation of my bath. While the Japanese boy was busy controlling the pipes that filled my tiled pool with warm water, I traded some passionate kisses with Akbar and had him sit on the edge of the pool. I walked down into the rising water and over to the Arab boy. Since his djellabah was made of thin cotton I could easily make out his large circumcised dick in its nest of black, curly hair. I pushed up the hem of his garment to reveal his crotch. After sniffing and chewing on his impressive bush, I went down on his shaft until it pushed over my tongue to the back of my mouth. I started bobbing up and down on it, slathering it with my saliva. Akbar moaned and I heard Katsu giggle. The Arab boy started meeting my fellating movements with pelvic thrusts, cried out and flooded the top of my throat with almost a pint of warm sperm which I swallowed with great relish.
By then my bath was ready and Katsu, who had pulled his djellabah off and tossed it away from the pool, embraced me with a wet sponge in each hand and licked the Arab sperm off the corners of my mouth. I grabbed both of his globes for a moment and then raised my arms and allowed him to proceed to sponge down my body. When he had finished soaping me up I sank into the water to rinse off. We both enjoyed the water for a few minutes and then climbed out and dried each other off. Akbar had put on a peach colored djellabah and was serenading us softly with lyre music. Katsu and I put on skimpy breech cloths and lay down side by side on a wide chaise longue where we were offered dates, figs, savory tid-bits and wine by two serving boys from the kitchen staff. They were cute but we couldn't see anything through their opaque djellabahs.
When we had had enough to eat we called good-night to Akbar and retired to my bed chamber. We slipped under the bed clothes, snuggled together and drifted off to sleep. When I awoke it was pitch dark in the wee hours of the morning. I found I was on my left side, spooned behind my Japanese catamite and hugged him closer to me. He backed up his buns against my crotch, and as my male member throbbed to erection he reached behind himself and guided it to the opening between his buns. Knowing he would be pre-greased, I sank my shaft into his hot recesses in one continuous motion until my pubes pressed against his butt. Setting up a moderate rhythm, I humped in and out of his glorious globes for almost five minutes, kissing his neck and reaching around to play with his nipples and dick. As I approached my climax I rolled him on his stomach and increased the speed and vigor of my thrusting. He was whimpering and babbling softly in his native tongue. I cried out a filthy Arabian curse and ejaculated several ropes of my seed into his rippling rectum. After calming down I rolled him onto our right side and we drifted off to sleep, still carnally connected. As dawn was coming up I felt someone join us in the bed, part my buns and start licking my rectum.
"Is that you, Constantine?"
"Yes, Master. I wondered why you didn't ask me to join you in your bed chamber tonight with Katsu and Akbar."
"Well, I thought I felt like sucking and fucking. But I'm glad you're here. You're getting me in the mood to be fucked, and you Greeks are so good at that." I could feel a mouthful of his saliva being drooled into my opening. I reached behind, groped his hooded tool and started rolling his foreskin up and down over his precum oozing knob.
"Oh, yes, I want to enter you, Master. Please roll Katsu on his stomach and while I fuck you he will be fucked by you at the same time."
"Do as you wish, Connie. Give it to me good." Connie was an expert swordsman and soon had me gasping. Bubble Butt woke up under me and started whimpering and asking for more. I concentrated on hitting his sweet spot with the thrusting action being provided by my Greek fucker. A cascade of orgasms occurred after about ten minutes of heavy humping when Katsu climaxed under me. The contractions of his sphincter set off my ejaculation, and when Connie heard us both moaning orgasmically he went over the edge and shot a heavy load of semen into my ass.
"Thanks for cumming, Connie."
"My pleasure, Master."