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Barney
The Isle of Dogs?
Summary
After hearing about Playa Del Ingles reputation for being a sun-drenched gay paradise, Ian Hamilton opts to take a winter holiday in the Canary Islands.
Travelling alone, after the beak up of a relationship, he opts to book with a gay tour operator, thinking he will soon make friends with his fellow tourists.
But introverted Ian doesn't make friends easily and when his travelling companions all seem to be in tight-knit couples or groups and no one he fancies takes much interest in him, he turns to the locals to satisfy his craving for sexual domination and his lust for hirsute Latino and Arabic guys.
A few years later, a more sexually accomplished Ian hears the resort now has a leather scene, so decides to visit Gran Canaria again.
This time, he mixes more with his British compatriots, but after finding it hard to pin down a guy he fancies, who is into the sort of sex he enjoys, he fears he may have to settle for watching the drunken antics of others.
Until, on the last night of his stay, he summons up the courage to make a move on a strikingly handsome guy who has caught his eye in the disco.
When his affection is reciprocated, Ian proceeds to introduce his companion to the delights of public humiliation and bondage, only for things not to work out quite as he had planned...
Part 4
Having stripped Ian of the last vestiges of his dignity and obliterated any masculine pretentions he might once have possessed, Ali finally decided the time had come for the gay white tourist to provide him with physical, as well as sadistic pleasure.
So far, he had held his more conventional sexual urges in check in order to wreak his revenge on this pathetic representative of the tight-fisted visitors who tormented him daily, and to enable his underling to capture the extent of his submission on video for him to enjoy later.
Now he would go hell for leather in pursuit of orgasm.
Ali rose from crouching over Ian's face to sit back on the chair above him and after stretching out his hirsute limbs and torso to help him relax, spread his legs wide apart to proudly display his enormous dick to both Ian and the camera.
He then wrapped his fist around it and exhaled a contented sigh as he stared down at the humiliated white boy squirming naked at his feet, eager to sacrifice both his masculinity and dignity in order to please him - a sight that inexplicably excited him far more than that of any woman, however beautiful.
He found himself especially aroused by the softness and pallor of Ian's skin, his golden hair and the redness of his inflamed features, which betrayed to all his sexual excitement at the humiliation being imposed on him.
But overlaying the northerner's angelic appearance was the completeness of his vulnerability and his anxiousness to do his bidding - even as he lay soiled and beaten on the floor with his mischievous underling continuing to pummel his manhood with the flat of his hand!
The Arab moaned contentedly as he slid his fingers languorously up and down his shaft to add to his pleasure and, with a smile on his face, gave Ian an affectionate pat on the head, as one might a puppy.
"Now you suck Ali's dick!" he grinned, giving Mehmet a nod to back off so he could hoist Ian up from the floor by the ear and direct his attention to satisfying the treasure that lay nestled between his muscular thighs.
Kneeling before him, Ian looked up open mouthed at the Arab's dick towering above him and was about to take it into his mouth when he caught a whiff of the ripe smell emanating from its head, the consequence of Ali's fruitless sales vigil in the midday heat and the large quantities of pre-cum his own submission had generated there.
Spotting his reluctance, Ali caught Ian by the back of his head and, when he refused to open up immediately, coated his whole face with his juices until his own odour matched that of his dick!
What did it matter if he smelled bad, he wasn't planning to kiss him again anytime soon!
"Open wide!" he then demanded, awarding Ian a clip around the ear to remind him that his role was that of his obedient slave.
Overcoming his urge to retch, Ian parted his jaws and permitted a delighted Ali to slide as much of his cock into his mouth as he could cram inside it.
As he slowly grew accustomed to the ripe odour that now soiled his flushed features, Ian finally settled down to award Ali's cock the adulation it deserved - not least to divert the horny Arab from ramming his shaft down his throat and rendering him unable to breathe!
"Lick balls!" Ali commanded a few minutes later, pushing Ian's head away from his dick as though to add greater variety to his humiliation, but in truth to slow down his progress toward orgasm and avoid shooting his load before he got to experience the combined physical and psychological pleasure of fucking him.
Obediently, Ian stooped down beneath Ali's cock with his reddened arse up in the air, and commenced carrying out his master's bidding with the enthusiasm of a bitch in heat, whilst Mehmet gleefully recorded every humiliating moment on cam.
Clearly eager to join in the fun, rather than merely watch and record it, while his master was preoccupied, Mehmet risked reaching out to fondle Ian's tender backside and run an exploratory finger along the length of his crack.
When he received no reprimand for his actions, he exchanged words with his master above Ian's head, after which he handed him the camera and pulled his more modest, but fully erect, member out of the front of his pants.
Whilst giving his dick a series of excited tugs, the youngster spat on the fingers of his free hand and began slowly easing them inside Ian's anus one by one and chuckled as he began to squirm once more in response to this latest humiliation.
After having his balls licked, kissed, sucked and thoroughly laundered, Ali was in the process of diverting his slave's attention back to servicing his cock, when Ian used the opportunity to make a request, knowing what was likely to come next.
"Please Sir, can you use a condom for fucking me," he begged, "I have some in my bag... and lube."
Ian's appeal generated a further exchange between Ali and his subordinate, after which a plainly irritated Mehmet withdrew his fingers from his butt in order to pick up his bag.
Sullenly, the Arabic lad unfastened its zipper and turned it upside down, scattering its entire contents over the fitting room floor.
Mixed in with his lip-balm, tissues, sunscreen, sun glasses and half-full bottle of coke, were several packets of condoms and sachets of lube.
Ever the optimist, Ian and packed a large quantity of the last two, uncertain that they would be as readily available in GC as they were in the UK.
His assailants chuckled at the revelation, taking their presence as a sign not of the white tourist's caution and health consciousness, but as proof positive that they were dealing with a complete slut who had planned to get fucked several times a day during the course of his stay at the resort!
A leer spread across Mehmet's face as he gathered them up and presented them to his boss, only for him to direct him to hand them over to their owner.
Suspecting that Ian might well be HIV positive, his older and wiser compatriot, acceded to his request, despite the youngster's irritation.
But, averse to soiling his own hands with lube, Ali insisted Ian prepare his own arse to ready himself for fucking.
"Get on with it!" he called out impatiently as Ian hurriedly tore open two of the packs and coated his hole with copious amounts of lube in preparation to receive the jaw- dropping dimensions of the Arab's manhood.
Once that he was done, Ali took the open condom pack away from him but rather than immediately stretching it over his dick, picked up the bottle of coke from the floor and handed it to him in exchange.
"Shove up arse!" he chuckled, staying Ian's hand when he made a move to open it to take a drink.
To be continued.....
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