MIDDLE EAST PIECE
By JonH jhimus@yahoo.com.au (whattya think?)
I was running the 'am I gay' question through my head again. I liked it best when a guy was sucking my cock but I wasn't lying to myself when I admitted just how good sex with woman had been. The hydraulic doors slammed shut and the train pulled out of the station that normally I'd get off at to go home. Sex with woman could be great but on this particular night I planned on going two stops further to the station with the men's toilets, the idea of meeting guys in toilet blocks was pretty gross but I wasn't comfortable enough to explore other more 'open' options. So there I was catching a train in order to avoid thinking about 'the question' and not for a minute did I realise I'd find the answer in less than 24 hours.
It sometimes wasn't easy to get sex from some guys I'd seen, even the ones that I knew would suck cock. My trouble is that I don't look real obvious about what I like, because my cock goes real stiff real fast when I think about sex I have to kind of keep it in my pants so I don't show it to the wrong person, trouble is if I hide it guys think I'm there to take a piss. I'm not really good looking, then again I'm not real ugly. I'm 23 my face is freckly looking and I know my haircuts always look a little dodgy but I reckon I'm not too bad, I'm around 5'10", medium build, my arms are skinny but all up my bodies an OK average.
The first time I discovered the toilet block I was so damn nervous that I looked pissed off, that night I went home and jerked off in front of my computer and told myself I'd have more guts next time. The next time was easier because me and this business man looking bloke were standing at the urinal and we could here groaning from a cubicle, straight off my cock was sticking out a good 7 inches and that business man knew exactly what I was thinking, we were in cubicle in under 3 seconds and taking turns sucking each other off within another two seconds. I blew on his face and I remember he left the toilets with my cum still soaking into his tie.
So that night I got off the train and did the usual thing of standing in a phone booth until the train passengers had gone then I made my way down the ramp and along the path to the red brick toilet.
As soon as I walked inside I heard shuffling of feet, when I got inside the block I saw a young guy moving fast out of a cubicle, he was holding and trying to hide his real stiff cock, he quickly moved to the urinal and pretended to piss. I went over to the cubicle and their was this tall dark skinned looking guy pretending to piss into the bowl, the only trouble was he'd let his trousers drop right down to his ankles so I knew what was going on.
I walked into the cubicle and put my hand onto his ass cheek, lifting up the tail of his shirt I slowly rubbed that sparse covering of hair, with a low groan he turned to look at me and I saw that he was an Arab looking guy. I kept rubbing at his ass and slowly moving my hand around to his front, for a second the guy looked behind me, turning I saw that the other guy now stood at the cubicle doorway, slowly fisting his erection he looked desperate for some of the Arab ass.
The Arab guy started to push his ass out but then had a change of mind and leaning forward started to pull up his trousers, I'd never fucked an Arab before so trying to make eye contact I wanted to show him that I wanted him to stay. I was about to drop to my knee's to show that I'd suck his cock if he stayed when he said in a hoarse, accented voice 'come with me'. With a gesture it was clear he wanted both of us to follow so adjusting the bulges in our clothes we followed him out the door.
The street was dark and deserted, the Arab guy walked quickly in front of us and having tucked in his shirt I could make out the firm heaviness of his ass, I really wanted to see it more so I kept up the quick pace, the other guy walked beside me, with both hands in his pocket I was sure he was playin' with his nuts. Taking my mind of my dick for a second I decided I should find out what was going on.
"Where're we going?" "My house" was all he said. "Where is it?"
He stopped and turned to both of us, "another block, it is comfortable there. By the way, my name is Abdi". He seemed distracted or up himself I wasn't sure, the trousers he wore had a heavy bulge in the front so it was hard to turn this down.
I told them my name was Calum and the other guy said in a whisper that his name was Joel.
It seemed an OK situation, I weighed it up and tried to convince myself my dick wasn't getting me into trouble, at that stage in my life I'd only ever had sex with woman inside a house. The bloke called Joel was still playing with himself through his pockets so, he looked like one of those horny blokes that kind of exploded if offered sex, I knew I was the same so I followed Abdi.
At the end of the next block we entered what looked like a large hotel, I couldn't see any sign on it so I guessed it was a rooming house of some kind. Abdi told us very quietly to follow him up the stairs, the way he walked you'd think he was robbing the place but I guessed that sneaking guys back into his room was the reason for this stealth.
Halfway, down a long hallway we entered his room, just inside the door he looked at both of us with a serious look on his face.
"This is my house. We will be very comfortable. The men I live with are away but their cousin is asleep in his room so we must be very quite"
Without turning on any lights he led us through a lounge room, pointing to a door he indicated that we must be very quite, he then led us into what was his bedroom. It was a small room with a large bed, an old desk chair and a coffee table right at the end of the bed, it looked like he hadn't lived there long and didn't intend to stay. To explain his bare looking room he told us that he sent money home to his family.
"Now lets relax" Abdi took off his shoes, unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt then pulled it off and over, with a another quick move he had his trousers down and kicked into a corner, standing there in nothing but a pair of blue briefs he told us to get undressed. He was maybe abit younger than me, about my height and build with dark hair on his legs and a few long hairs on his nipples, his face was what I'd describe as Arab looking - dark, intense, with heavy black eyebrows and a light fluff moustache.
Joel eased his runners and pullover off, then yanked his track pants down to the floor, I noticed he wasn't wearing any underwear - he was a horny bastard as I thought. Lying on the floor he watched his uncircumcised cock slowly lengthen until the head started to protrude out. He looked a year or so younger than me, his skin was pale, it didn't look like the kind of body that spent alot of time nude it had a certain solid, straight look to it , his face had a flushed hungry look about it and the sweat on his brow caused his fringe to stick to his skin.
After I'd taken off my overalls (I'd worked as a carpenter) I sat in the desk chair in just my sing let, the two guys in the room got my cock almost instantly growing, all three of us took in the sight of our growing erections, one set off the other, I thought we were going to start but despite the huge tenting bulge in Abdi's briefs he suddenly said he had to go to the kitchen.
Me and Joel looked at each other, we didn't know what this Abdi bloke was doing, he was a nice enough guy but he seemed to be playing the host when all we wanted was to fuck his ass. Joel held his cock, looking down at the drop of glistening pre-cum on his piss slit and quietly spoke, "I just wanted him to blow me...do you wanna suck it?"
By now my cock jutted violently up between my legs, without waiting I knelt on the floor and crawled between Joel's legs, grasping his firm erection at the base I studied the glistening tip, lowering my face to within an inch of the head I studied the skin that had pulled tightly back. I'd never seen an uncut cock up close, I inhaled the clean mushiness and flicked my tongue against the tip, tasting the salty pre-cum I pursed my lips and slowly sucked at the slit. Joel raised his hips, his cock head slipped between my lips, with a groan his head dropped back and I drew the shaft into my mouth, bobbing my head up and down with each heavy thrust of his hips my face sunk lower into his crotch until his course pubic hair tickled my chin.
The way he humped his body awkwardly into my face reminded me of the way straight guys at work moved, I hadn't noticed it before but this Joel had a real 'one of the lads' feel about him. These thoughts had the spit in my mouth working up at a fast pace, soon the only sound was the squelching of spit and Joel's throaty groans.
The bedroom door opened and Abdi walked in holding a plate of dip and flat bread, with gaping mouth he looked hungrily down at the cock sucking on his floor, not taking his eyes off us he quickly put the food onto the coffee table. Dropping to his knees he angled his crotch close to my head, letting Joel's cock slip from my lips I took in the view of Abdi's huge bulging undies. The cock shaft has straight up at a ninety degree angle, the cock head pushed the fabric so far out that the elastic waistband was pulled away from Abdi's stomach giving me a view inside. A warm, almost spicy aroma rose up from inside his briefs, I licked his cock head through the fabric and puckered my lips over the small damp spot in the fabric. Joel lay back and with head raised it was clear he was impressed by the size of this Arab cock, hooking his fingers over the top of the briefs he hooked them over the cock head, the large, thick cock swung from side to side, moving my head I managed to gently grasp the circumcised tip between my lips.
Opening my mouth as wide as I could I got the jutting head into my mouth, Abdi's steady flow of pre-cum coated the roof of my mouth, with my jaw aching I managed to go down on the shaft no more than a couple of inches. The warm aroma rising up from his pubic hair got me hungry for more but all my lust couldn't get more cock into my mouth, it was too big, Joel cupped Abdi's heavy balls in his hand and watched intently at my efforts. Abdi looked down at my sweat covered brow, then holding his cock shaft he pulled the head from my lips before moving over to his bed and dropping down on his side.
Joel got to his feet and clumsily made his way across to the bed, his body woozy with lust and with his cock swinging wildly he drank up the site of this horny looking Arab lying their pushing at his own rock hard shaft. A cool draft made it obvious that Abdi's bedroom door had swung quietly open, rising to my feet I was about to make my way to that Arab ass on the bed when I noticed that across the hallway the bedroom door of the cousin was open. It took me a couple of seconds to register what I was seeing, kneeling on the bed a naked young looking guy rubbed at his crotch from a dull lamplight I could see to cock tip pointing right at me, his face stared at my swinging hardon that rose up from my body, then with pleading hard eyes he stared intently at me.
Abdi hadn't noticed the door open, playing with his cock he was loving the look on Joel's face, Joel's lips darted across his lips as he watched the dark skinned Abdi grind his body into the bed in masculine lust. Suddenly Abdi lay on his side and lifting his leg revealed his dark, hairy ass crevice, this sent Joel over the edge, with a heavy thud he dropped his meaty white ass and sat onto the coffee table, landing square on the plate of dip he sat in the middle of the food Abdi had supplied, the weight of Joel's body sitting in the plate of food sent a dip splattering on his ass and seeping up into his own crack. Their was something damn hot about this, not that Joel noticed, leaning forward he pushed Abdi's leg into the air, laying on his back Abdi wrenched then higher until his ass crack was exposed and sweaty, without hesitation or thought Joel dropped his face between the ass cheeks and to the sound of hot breath and groans proceeded to eat the hot ass. A loud sigh roared from Abdi's lips.
This sigh really got the young guy across the hall excited, without waiting he jumped off his bed and made his way into Abdi's room. He was also middle eastern, stocky, short, he would've been no older than 17, although only around 5'5" close up he didn't look like a kid, that same intensity and lust glistened in his eyes he hesitated briefly before entering Abdi's room.
Abdi's head rolled sideways and he caught sight of the young guy, straight off he spoke in some middle eastern language, the guttural sounds emphasised by the tongue licking been performed by Joel's bobbing head. I guessed that Abdi had definitely been found out but from the vicious hardness in the young guys cock it was clear he wanted this male sex.
Abdi looked in my direction, in between groans he said the guys name was Mustafa, "Calum, why don't lick young Mustafa's ass for him"
Mustfa didn't wait for an answer, eagerly dropping on the bed next to Abdi, he raised his legs in the air and exposed his hairy crack, the small pink ass lips twitched underneath the black hair. Taking my lead from Joel I dropped my ass onto the coffee table right onto the plate of flat bread, I could feel it sliding up my crack as I angled closer to Mustafa's waiting bum. Inhaling deeply my head spun with same clean aroma, a mixture that reminded me of iron with the almost fish like smell of young guys private parts I studied closely the ass hole as it moved in anticipation.
My savouring of the site and smell ended abruptly when I felt Mustafa's hand on the back of my head, with one firm insistent pull I had my lips rubbing against the coarse black hair, my nose filled with the smells, as my tongue began to blindly lick and prod looking for the target. Running my tongue deep and hard into his ass I finally felt the sweaty hole twitching under my tongue, with a quick thrust I pushed into the lips. I felt Mustafa's fingernails scrape against my face as he wrenched his ass cheeks apart.
Spitting wildly I coated his ass hole, my tongue slipped easily and sharply between the lips, grinding his body into my face Mustafa's skin began to sweat and tremble, the firm cheeks of his arse rubbed against my face, hair from his ass began to slide and tickle into my throat. Lack of air and desperation to fuck this hole got me pulling my face away from the crack, Joel also lifted his face for air, our chins glistened with ass sweat and spit, to show each other how well we'd primed these Arab asses we fingered then with a forcefulness that got backs arching up from the bed. Two fingers slipped easily into Mustafa's guts, this guy had been fucked before.
"You fuck us now" Abdi suddenly barked.
Pulling his ass cheeks even further apart Mustafa's hole opened to reveal a dark inviting entrance to his tunnel. Spitting onto our rock hard cocks Joel and me slathered and worked the shafts until they shone in the dull bedroom light. Aiming our cock tips at the holes we humped slowly backward and forwards, the ass holes opening wet and slippery for the coming assault.
I thrust fast and furiously into Mustafa, lifting myself off the coffee table I felt flat bread slowly peeling off my sweat ass cheeks as I humped hard into the young Arab. My cock head broke easily through the puckered opening then with a growing pumping motion I watched ecstatically as my shaft sunk further and further into his body. The warm, smooth walls of his ass caressed and sucked at my cock, pushing his ass in offering Mustafa's sweat drenched face looked at me with a hard, lustful arrogance, with a small smirk he clamped his ass hard onto my cock and writhed his hips to increase the heat.
My lust increased as I watched Joel now standing between Abdi's thighs, his heavy white ass cheeks wobbling and covered in dip, he seemed oblivious to the trail of it as it ran down his legs in a sweaty trickle. Sweat from Joel's brow splattered against Abdi's cock shaft as he humped hot and hard between the juice wet lips of the Arab ass, the hair above Abdi's lips glistened with sweat, rushes of breath as each thrust of the cock sunk deeper shot from his mouth. The iron like smell of men's ass made the air in the room hot and heavy as the thrusting grew and grew into something that was gonna blow.
Mustafa and Abdi's ball sacks shrank tight against their bodies as the cum closing thrusts of me and Joel's hips sent their heads hard against pillows, their dark skinned hands closed in fists around their shafts and with growing speed they pummeled at their cocks.
The grunting, the groaning, the smells of food, ass, sweat covered cocks and hot breath began to increase, ball sacks grew tighter, breaths grew sharper and shorter - it was clear things were close.
"Ah yeah....ah yeah...."Abdi's cock head began to shudder.
"Huh...huh...huh...huhaooooh" my cock erupted into Mustafa's bowels, a look of ecstasy filled his face as he felt the warm jizz from my cock sink and soak into his hole. Strings of white hot cum began to shoot from Mustafa's cock head, jerking wildly at his cock, white ribbons splattered against his chin, his hair and the wall behind him. White cum oozed from Abdi's piss slit, slowly growing, a guttural cry in Arabic sent cum shooting straight into the air, a hot glob splattered against Joel's face as he leant across the dark chest. Pulling his cock from the Abdi's hole he began to pump at his shaft until cum blew up onto his own chest, white drops oozed down his body until met with more hot juice from his cock.
Feelings of exhaustion and satiety made getting up to hard, Abdi beckoned me and Joel onto the bed to rest. Four sweaty cum covered men lay close to each other, breathing deeply and happily. Truly relaxed. The last drops of cum oozed slowly from raw flaccid cocks, nothing was said but we knew we were welcome to stay. Soon we began to grow tired, an exhausted sleep sunk into our minds.
To the sounds of the other three sleeping I lay groggily awake and stared at the ceiling, I lazily ran my finger across Joel's body and scooping up some dip still smeared across his ass I put it into my mouth and savoured the taste of middle eastern food and the sweat of men. I hadn't felt this relaxed and at home in my whole life, it didn't matter if what happened in this room remained a secret for the rest of my life at least I knew how to find fulfillment, at least I knew what I really wanted. And then it hit me - the answer to my question....as I fell closer to contented sleep I realised that it wasn't about the sex...'am I gay' when it comes to sex...yeah I guess I am...but what counts...what really sorts out the issue is not who you have sex with no, it's all about who you feel comfortable falling asleep with....that was all I needed.
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