body of his squirming bed companion. When he reached the high hip he moved back down to the other foot and started all over again working in the same manner, up the rear of the leg until his mouth reached the big hanging balls of his lover. Next he attacked that hypersensitive area between them and his asshole. Flipping Fazzi over on his side he went after the area at the base of the spine. Running the tip of his tongue over the Arabs ass, first kissing and then nibbling on the round fleshy globes, his fingertips again moved up and roamed over the heaving chest to circle his nipples. He pinched them and rubbed the nubs between his fingers. Exciting the buds and causing them to harden, like the erasers on a lead pencil. His hot tongue continued to bathe the spine washing its way up to the area between the shoulder blades, then across to the underarms, running his teasing tongue in, out and around the hairy pits. Then nudging Fazzi back over on his back the soldier's mouth covered the man's tit and his teeth nibbled and his mouth sucked hard pulling the flesh away from his chest, first one tit then the other. Then abandoning his feast, his mouth found its way to the lips of his lover. At first he just kissed and nibbled on Fazzi's lower lip then as the victim's mouth opened letting out a gasp, he sunk his hot tongue deep into the open cavern while his fingers encased the hard, erect and drooling cock. Withdrawing his tongue from the gasping Arab's mouth he quickly moved his mouth down to the rampant cut cock and devoured it right down to the root.

Never but never in all the years of his sexual experiences had Fazzi ever had anyone make him feel so loved and satisfied as when he blew his load, like one of those mid-eastern oil rigs bringing in a gusher. Joseph continued to suck on the now overly sensitive Arab meat, draining him dry. Joseph, his lips still around the cock reached into the night table drawer and removed one of his stored condoms, ripped it open and rolled it over his hard cock. He lifted Fazzi's legs over his shoulders and plowed his cock into the unprepared, unlubricated man cunt. Fazzi's head was swinging right and left, his arms and hands beating and grabbing at the sheets, pulling them and ripping them as his finger nails, like the claws of an enraged desert jackal first tore through the linen and then in the height of passion raked down the arms and back of Joseph leaving furrows of scratch marks from which little snips of blood emerged. Unfazed by this, Joseph plowed into and pounded the asshole. In and out he long-dicked him. Now and then changing his rhythm and the depth of his penetrations from deep long slow movements to short quick thrusts. His body building and building to the point where he arched his body pushed deeper than ever and with his head back his throat releasing a wild baying sound, he gushed jet after jet into the condom. Exhausted both lovers collapsed into each other's arms.

Sated they slept like that Joseph's cock withering and falling out of Fazzi's twitching manhole. Fazzi's last thought before he drifted off into the bliss of sexual gratification was that he was glad he had told the servants to take the night off.

The next morning began with his phone ringing.

"Hello, who is it?" Joseph asked.

Vote: Total Votes: 9 Steamy (1 vote) Hot (2 votes) Blazing (3 votes)

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