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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 6
Whilst Ian put on his clothes, Ali made the shop secure and Mehmet returned the tourist's possessions to the bag he had emptied out earlier, along with his baseball cap and shades, which the older Arab decreed he would not be permitted to use to hide his face from passers-by.
The pair then escorted the besmirched and bedraggled Ian through the aisles of the shopping centre, with his hard cock tenting out the front of his skimpy shorts, until they reached its rear exit.
Even if Ian had been blindfolded, he would have known instantly where he had been taken from the strong smell of urine that greeted them as they entered the building - a smell that was destined to become considerably more pungent by the time he left!
After checking the toilet block was empty, in the blink of an eye the two Arabs had Ian's sandals, vest and shorts wrenched off to render him naked once more - only this time in a public place where his disgrace might be observed at any moment!
"On knees!" Ali demanded, giving Mehmet the nod to switch on the cam to capture the sight of Ian willingly prostrating himself at his feet in this more challenging location.
Simultaneously thrilled and anxious at the public nature of his humiliation, but now more desperate to cum than ever, Ian exceeded his master's command and adopted his previous, more submissive pose, by lying face-down on the floor.
After anchoring his arms around Ali's legs, he showered his sandaled feet with grateful kisses and resumed fanatically humping his hard cock up against the soiled tiles beneath him.
The Arab pair shook their heads in disbelief, taken aback by their white admirer's ardour and willingness to please them at the expense of every last shred of his dignity and self-respect.
But that did not prevent Mehmet from eagerly recording every deliciously humiliating moment, nor Ali from seeking to increase Ian's degradation still further by pointing his flaccid dick down at him and opening up his bladder to make clear his contempt.
When Ian felt the warmth of Ali's golden liquid cascading downwards over his back, he was not entirely taken by surprise - why else would they have taken him to the toilets in any case? It wasn't as though he hadn't been pissed on before - he had - but never in public like this!
Somehow Ali seemed perfectly attuned with his deep-felt desire to debase himself in order to please the handsome raven-haired, dark-skinned guys he lusted after and obey their every command, however humiliating, painful and public their demands might be.
So Ian's response to the Arab seeking to increase his degradation still further was to kiss his feet with even greater enthusiasm and up the pace of his humping several notches further.
"Turn over and start wanking!" Ali commanded once he'd emptied his bladder completely and stepped back to avoid standing in the pool of urine that now encompassed his slave.
Deprived of kissing his Master's feet but finally allowed to progress toward orgasm at a more rapid rate, Ian eagerly flipped onto his back and grasped his erection in his fist.
To enable Mehmet to follow his example, Ali took the cam from his hand and proceeded to record the youngster taking out his dick with a sadistic grin on his face and targeting his flow on Ian's head.
"Open mouth!" he called out, as Ian hurriedly closed his eyes to prevent the pungent liquid from entering them before doing as he'd been directed - only to have Mehmet gleefully fill it to the brim with his piss and then demand he swallow it!
But before Mehmet got the opportunity to see him comply, the Arab pair were alerted to the arrival of others wishing to make use of the facilities by the sound of voices in English outside the entrance, complaining loudly about the smell.
After catching each other's eye, Ian's tormentors quickly zipped up their flies and distanced themselves from the naked white guy frantically yanking on his cock whilst lying flat on his back in an oasis of piss in the middle of the toilet floor - as though it was nothing to do with them!
Blinded by the stinging piss Mehmet had made a point of directing in his eyes, Ian remained unaware as two of his drunken British compatriots stumbled into the room.
"Shit!" they giggled the moment they entered, after realising some mischief was afoot, hesitant to proceed until they had made sense of the scene that confronted their befuddled brains.
Spotting Ali pointing a video camera at a naked guy, drenched in piss, busy wanking off for all to see, the intruders' instinctive response was to get out their mobile phones and follow suit!
Unaware of their presence, Ian carried on with the show, in no mind to curtail his pleasure at this juncture, and to their satisfaction, continued to wank.
Only when they drew closer to the action, did the British pair recognise the guy lying on the floor as the shy lad staying at their complex who everyone fancied, but who had kept himself completely to himself.
Cock-a-hoop, they eagerly recorded Ian's disgrace, along with his mysterious Arab buddies, one of whom placed his foot over their compatriot's face for him to lick in order to accelerate his path toward orgasm.
They watched and recorded events gleefully as Ian licked the lad's urine-coated trainer and wanked off even more furiously!
They could hardly wait to show the footage to their mates back at the complex to confirm what they'd discovered their fellow countryman had been up to in the shopping centre lavs!
Right on cue, a moment later, Ian's excitement finally reached its climax and several plumes of hot spunk erupted from his aching balls one after the other.
As they fell down to earth to spatter his battered body and flushed features in yet another coating of bodily fluid, the two Arabs chuckled and decided it was time for them to take their leave.
"You alright luv?" the interlopers asked solicitously, quickly hiding away their mobile phones before gathering up Ian's bag and clothes for and helping him to his feet.
"I'm fine!" Ian insisted, after finally opening up his eyes and recognising with a shock that his humiliation had been witnessed by none other than the couple he had lusted over on their coach trip to the resort from the airport, but who had shown no interest in him, at the time or since.
Embarrassed, he hurriedly donned his urine-soaked clothes, dark glasses and baseball cap, picked up his bag and squelched his way out of the mall to cleanse himself in the sea.
"Well who would have thought it!" Ian overheard one say to the other as he fled the scene, wondering how the other guests in the complex would react when his disgrace became common knowledge.
To be continued.....
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