Hamsa of Tangier

Hamsa of Tangier 10

Hi people, here is Hamsa 10. I hope you enjoy it, I kind of feel the story line has run it's course but if anyone is still enjoying it please let me know and I'll write some more. As you see my email address has changed. As always Nifty needs donations as well as stories. Please be generous and please send your comments, it's really good to hear from you guys.

When we had cleaned up, but with my mouth still tasting like a urinal we dressed in the regulation dress of the estate - very little - and followed the slaves to the dining room. This time the low tables and couches had been arranged in a half circle around an open space in the middle of the huge room. Slaves were stationed around the walls and especially behind Ali and his guests, fifteen people in all, and more followed us in, were seated at the centre of the arc. Ali smiled at us as we came in and indicated that we should sit next to him. He kissed first Edem, then me. I felt his tongue snake appreciatively into my mouth exploring the taste of piss that still lingered there. He winked at me.

"Which one?" he asked.

"All of them." I answered honestly and chuckled.

"Of course, stupid question." And went back to kissing me making sure to get as much of the after taste of piss as he could.

The conversation began again around us quietly. Ali reached under my loose silk tunic and played with my cock, I wasn't sure that much would happen after cuming so recently, but faithful servant that it was, it obediently came to life in his hand. Then he undid the part of the tunic that went over my shoulder so it fell away and I was naked. I leaned back and smiled as he went back to kissing me. After a few seconds he looked across me to Edem.

"Let me suck your cock." Edem gave him a dazzling smile and also let his tunic slip from his body before he stood up in front of Ali with his own hard cock standing up and out. Ali exstended his tongue and licked the drip of precum from the big head before opening his mouth wide and taking it to the root. I could see his throat muscles working as he carressed it deeply. There was no way that I would have been able to deep throat a cock as thick as Edem's, but Ali seemed to have no trouble.

"Can I fuck you?" said Edem to Ali. I looked up in surprise, I thought Edem was presuming too much, but then I thought of the slaves on the estate who had fucked Ali today. They hadn't asked permission they just shoved their cocks in his willing arse; and he'd loved it. For answer Ali just laid back and raised his long muscular legs. One of the slaves behind us came forward and held them back for him, his own long cock flopped over Ali's face and Ali greedily sucked it into his mouth. Having cock at both ends is as good as it gets of course, and seeing Ali's cock quickly stiffening showed how much he was enjoying it. I looked at Ali's arse, wet with cum as usual, he squeezed it so it winked and a dribble of cum rolled out. It looked fresh. More bubbled out and Edem rimmed his arse lovingly, thay both groaned in appreciation. As Edem's cock slipped in more cum came out; his arse was filled with cum! It continued to come out as Edem's cock glided down till he was balls deep. I wondered just how many loads of cum where up his arse; he must have taken on half the palace staff obviously. But it was his cock that looked most enticing. I had to have it in my mouth so lost no time in leaning over and sucking it down. I realized as I did that our activty had not gone unnoticed. Several other guests gathered round; great, I loved an audience. The slave holding Ali's legs back started sucking a cock next to him. He was good, he took the cock down to the root, the hairy groin of his fucker pressed hard against his chin and nose. This happened repeatedly. I kept an eye on his skill even as I was trying to match it on Ali's cock. Ali himself was doing a pretty good job on the slave's cock in his own mouth, Edem fucking Ali, me sucking his cock, Ali sucking the cock of the slave and the slave working on the cock of the guest; we worked as a team. None of us wanted this to end too soon so we didn't try to make each other cum we just enjoyed the pleasure of cock in arse and mouth. I love the feeling of a cock in my mouth, I love wrapping my lips around the juicy head and feeling its contours over my tongue. I love the taste of precum and of course the flood of cum when that follows.

This continued for a good ten minutes before the slave whose cock Ali was sucking began to moan around the cock in his mouth, he was obviously about to feed Ali his spunk. Ali recognised the signs too and redoubled his efforts on the slave's cock. He was obviously eager now to get a mouthful of man juice as soon as he could. The slave fucking his mouth repeatedly rammed his cock into Ali's mouth and then I watched it pulsing as he shot his cum, filling Ali's mouth with tasty sperm, it bubbled out from the sides of Ali's lips and ran down the side of the cock. Ali quickly swallowed, then, pulling his mouth off the cock sucked up the cum from the sides and base, making sure he got every precious drop. Leaning back a little he looked appreciatively at the wet slimey cock, smiled and closing his eyes, he gently sucked the big cum covered head back into his mouth. Then Ali himself groaned and as he savoured the load of cum in his own mouth, filled mine with a blast of his own. I felt the pulses along his cock as it pumped its load of warm sperm across my tongue and down my greedy throat. This was what it was to be alive! This is what made a slave into a prince. All this was too much for Edem, who groaned and shot his own load into Ali's already overflowing arse.

For a moment we all just stayed where we were. then slowly each of us disenguaged and sat back. I was the only one who hadn't cum. My cock was rock hard standing stiffly upright. I was wondering what to do about it when there was a rap on the floor behind us as the slave who was arranging the activities banged the floor with his staff to announce that the acrobats were about to start.

Twelve boys, all about 18 to 25 bounded in, forward flipping until they were standing infront of Ali who grinned and clapped. The boys were wearing very short patches of cloth held up with thin strips of leather. Several of the boys already had hard cocks which pushed the cloths aside, all of them were half hard. With one united gesture they pulled the strings and were naked. A cheer went up around the room. They put their arms around each others shoulders and began a slow sensual dance. They were beautiful and mezmerising to watch. Their oiled bodies gleemed in the candlelight, dribles of sweat ran down their bodies. I would have loved to lick it up. Ali's cock was half hard again and so were the cocks of the other guests in the room. The boys broke apart and split into pairs.

The leader came up to Ali. Turned and bent over, showing his wet arse; a drible of cum oosed out. Ali laughed and clapped. the boy turned back and grinned widely. Another of the boys came forward and pushed his cock into the first boys arse and fucked him hard for a few seconds before he pulled out and the arse was taken by one of the others. He was rapidly fucked by three others two of whom came in his arse loudly. Once again he turned round more cum flowed out. It was terrible to think it might go to waste. I looked desperately at Ali who nodded. I quickly got up and knelt behind the acrobat and lovingly rimmed his cum filled arse sucking up and swallowing the sperm.

As soon as as I had emptied it, the boy bounced away. Three other boys came forward, they had three of the biggest cocks on display and began a round of the guests so everybody got a chance to suck them. We watched as they went from guest to guest. Two other boys came over to Ali wanking. I had thought that this would be an acrobatic display, we had those at the palace, but I was forgetting that this was Ali's show so of course the boys were here to put on a sex show. They stood in front of Ali and presented their hard cocks for him to suck. Which of course he did. He went from one to the other. I was desperate for a cock in my arse; I still had the taste of the cum from the arses I had rimmed and I was desperate to cum myself. I dared not touch my cock, I knew I would cum instantly. So it was a relief when at that moment the boys who been doing the room, arrived in front of us.

I breathed a sigh of relief. I leaned back on the cushions and lifted my legs up where Edem abligingly held them back and apart. I could feel the cum leaking from my own arse. It wasn't just the performers who had well used cunts that morning.The boy with the biggest cock came forward. I guess he was wondering how well I could take it, and at first just gently pushed against my arse looking in my eyes to see my reaction. For answer I reached forward and pulled his hips towards me. His massive cock went in balls deep in one smooth cum lubricated slide. I groaned with pleasure and my cock erupted in a small fountain of cum over my chest and as far up as my face. He immedately leaned over and licked it up before kissing me. He grinned at me and furiously fucked hard pulling his cock back until he alsost pulled it out and then slamming it back to the root. I loved it. And everytime he hit rock bottom I shouted,

"Yes. yes, yes." Then groaned, "Oh yes, Fuck that slut arse, fucker!" Ali and some of the other guests started to laugh and clap in time with the fucking. After about three or four minutes however attention went back to the other dancers and the clapping died down. Fortunately for me the fucking didn't. He was good; I mean he was REALLY good. Of course his big cock helped, I was really opened up. But he was a fuck artist, I was getting fucked by a professional. I guess he went all over the empire putting his cock to just this purpose. Well, I was glad he was putting it to good use in my cunt. He fucked me hard, soft, slow, fast by turn and I was loving it. I wanted it to go on for ever. After five minutes of this my cock was hard again (that's being seventeen of course) and I felt I would soon be able to come again. Edem leaned over and kissed me gently, pushing his tongue into my mouth. Then pulling back slightly to give me a wink. I suppose the boy fucked me for ten minutes before I could tell he was about to cum. So I showed that if he had a professionally trained cock, mine was a professionally trained arse, and used all my little tricks to make him feel as good as he had made me feel. I tightened up the muscles inside my arse and he suddenly tensed up, and with an almighty heave that pushed me back on the cushions and straining to get his cock in as far up my arse as he could, he came in four pulses deep inside me. I felt that now was the time to give him a clap but apart from Edem everyones attention was elsewhere. He slumped back, dragging his softening cock out of my arse as he did so. Even now it was an impressive length, longer even than Ali's. It wasn't as thick as Aksil's but still it was really impressive.

"Shit, you have a good arse. I'd like to fuck that all day." He said.

"And you have a great cock and I'd like you to fuck it all day too," I said grinning up at him. And I really did, being fucked by a train of field slaves is fantastic, but nothing can beat a true professional. "For how long are you staying?"

"Two days. Don't worry," he said, getting his breath back, "I'll have plenty of opportunities to fuck you again. So will some of the others, when I tell them what you've got between your legs" It was his turn to grin and wink.

At that moment there was a round of applause and we were brought back to the reality of the room. I sat up up and watched as five of the performers were being fisted by the other six, until the boy who had just fucked me so well, joined his mates, bent over and and closed his eyes as a fist was pushed deeply into him. After a few minutes they swapped around and the fisters became the fisted. There was more applause. Then, when they had disconnected Two of the boys lifted a third up and he squatted down in the air while two of the others came up behind him, one pushed his arm up inside him almost to the elbow. Bloody hell I thought, where the fuck had it all gone? The boy seemed totally unfazed by having am arm up his arse and his cock stayed hard all the time. The fist came out and another one was pushed in. This went on, the boy was repeatedly fisted by the others in the troup. He was wanking furiously and came in a fountain of cum up his smooth rippled stomach with an arm still deeply imbedded inside him. It was a waste of good cum of course but it was an amazing display.

The boys all broke apart and more sex went on. The youngest became the centre of a gangbang when all the other members of the troup fucked him in rapid succesion. Then back flipping away, four of the other boys came forward carrying a large glass. Each of them pissed into it so that it was half full, then the boy was brought back and taking the pot in both hands he eagerly drank from it, before bringing it over to Ali with a big grin on his face. Ali took it and with a flourish, toasted the room of guests, and drained it in one unbroken swallow. There was a round of applause from us all.

THe entertainment went on for an hour and a half, by which time the boys were clearly exhausted and totally fucked out. All of them had cum at least once, either in another boy's arse or in his mouth. Several had been gang banged. Apart from the piss scene I've just described that didn't play a part in the rest of their display. Not that Ali wet dry of course, there were the house slaves around the room and Ali saw to it that they had plenty to drink. Jugs of water were available and when any of them, or one of the guests needed to piss, and that was often, Ali had the first call. Edem and I didn't miss out. If there was a queue to use Ali's urinal mouth then they turned to us. I swallowed the piss from two guests and three of the slaves; Edem had his fair share too. Ali became so blouted with all the piss had had drunk that he had to share it out. He had a large deep glass bowl in front of him and during the performance regularly pissed in it. Guests near by used it too. I had seen a few of the slaves add theirs to the pale yellow pool when they weren't feeding it to Ali. I eyed it with interest and Ali saw me looking.

"Like what you see?" he asked, "Well it's nearly ready to enjoy I think." He reached over and ran his hand through the warm pale pool. Why don't you come closer Hamsa? You too Edem. We sat down right next to him and the deep bowl. Ali knelt over it and began another heavy piss stream into it. I watched carefully my face a few inches from the pool so that it was splashed as Ali pissed. I licked up the drops. Ali took my head gently in his hands and pushed it down into the warm pool. My face was completely submerged. It was an amazing experience. Ali let go after two or three seconds and I came up and took a deap breath. Streams of piss ran down my face and body.

Edem said, "Boy, I've gotta try that."

"Be my guest, that's what it's here for."

Edem sat beside me and plunged his face into the bowl. Just like mine it sank the whole way. When he came up, piss streaming down his beautiful face with his thick curly hair now plastered down, he laughed and shook his head, soaking Ali and me, and several guests sitting near. There was a lot of surprised shouts and laughter. And a couple of the guests came over to us.

"Hey, Ali! Is it plunge pool time already?" And quickly squatting down, they too plunged their heads into the pool. When they came up they shared long deep piss filled kisses first with each other then with Ali.

I took my own glass and filled it from the bowl to drink the rich brew. I leaned back on Edem's now wet, muscular chest, and looked back at the acrobats now taking their final bow amidst the enthusiastic clapping and shouts of the guests and some of the slaves.

The slaves quickly came forward when the performance finished and rearranged the tables and couches to get ready for supper which was laid out on side tables at one end of the room. Guests, performers and the other slaves all went to help them selves. And the sex didn't entirely finish either. If the performers didn't have the energy left to fuck anyone else, that didn't prevent them from being fucked by others. The youngest of the performers who was about mine and Edem's age, and had been the first to be gangbanged and fisted during the performance, had his accomodating cunt opened up repeatedly during the supper by one or other of the guests or slaves. I wondered if the poor lad had any time to eat, but judging by the smile on his face, and his look of triumph every time another load of cum was added to his arse or went down his throat he was having the time of his life. He punched the air, and high fived with his fellow performers.

Edem and I got to talk with the boy with the massive cock who had fucked me so well. He had been fisted twice during the performance, had taken six cocks in his arse and had cum three times, so he was sorry that our repeat encounter would have to wait, but he was a really nice guy and great to talk to. He told us that not all their performances were sex shows like this one, they were able to do straight forward athletic and acrobatic shows as well. But they were all gay and did many repeat performances, so specialised in gay sex shows whenever they could. Ali had them to perform at least three times a year.

"I'm not quite sure why he needs us to come. This place is a continual fuck fest the whole year from what I can understand. But hey, he pays very well, I get to fuck and be fucked for two whole days and we have a great time."

"Ali likes variety," said Edem. "He invited us down to stay too. He doesn't need us for sex either." Then turning to me and playing with my still wet hair."Except that Hamsa here is even more of a piss slut than Ali, if that's possible. But you're right, He gets sex all the time. It's just that we're new faces and new cocks and new cunts. And like you say, we all have a great time. Most of the time we live at the palace in Tangir and it's one continual fuck fest there too."

"Hey, we don't know your name," I said. "I'm Hamsa and this is Edem. We're Slaves of the Body' to the Bey."

"Omar," replied the boy with a big grin on his handsome face. "It's a pleasure to meet you and was even more of a pleasure to fuck you."

"Oh yes, it was!" I replied sincerely. "And I want that cock in my cunt a few more times before you leave. Have you fucked Ali?"

"Of course! It will be our job tonight too. All of us get to fuck Ali, even Seth the youngest! And I guess he will fuck a few of us too." Omar laughed. "I think we're in the main house tonight, but one time two of us were put up in the bunk house with the house slaves. At the time I was a bit annoyed. But Man! I got fucked every which way all night. I must have got fifty loeads either in my cunt or mouth. I love my job. Maybe you could be there tonight too. Then I can get to bone you and Ali. And share some piss as well. Actually I may have some of that now, if you want it?"

Of course I wanted it, and so did Edem. We put our faces with our mouths open close to the piss slit of his cock and he duly soaked our faces and hair and fed us his warm sweet piss. There wasn't a huge amount but we got four big mounthfuls each before the tap went dry. It's more exciting drinking piss directly from the tap. He bent down to share wet pissy kisses with us.

"Shit I have to go and talk with the other lads about tonight. It was really great talking to you. Hopefully see you later." He got up and we watched his perfect arse and low swinging cock as he went over to some of the other acrobats.

"Hey, he was really nice," said Edem. "I wouldn't mind swinging on that cock myself. And his arse is beyond fuckable."

Even I had to admit that, though rimming it when it was full of cum, rather than fucking it myself was more what I had in mind.

There was still some sex going on around the room. But I could see Ali was arranging for the feast to be cleared away, and I could imagine he was thinking of the gangbang he was going to get from the acrobats.

He didn't invite us to join him, my second drilling from the young acrobat would have to wait till tomorrow. These were private parties Ali evidently had evey year and as Edem said, new faces, new cocks, new cunts.

We sorted ourselves out, slung our piss soaked tunics over our shoulders and made our way naked, across the great dining room towards the rooms where we were staying. Ali had already left and the house slaves were clearing up. I saw one of the other guests being fucked hard by one of the slaves who had been on security duty. The guest would have been a few years older than us, about Ali's age, sexy, and the slave doing the fucking had fucked me a couple of days before. Really cute, nice cock. We paused to watch for a moment. The guest had his eyes closed and his mouth hanging open as he took the really hard pownding the slave was dishing out. We could hear the loud smacks of the slaves stomach as he bottomed out each time. Both of them were clearly enjoying themselves.

We watched until the slave, in a flury of rapid punch fucks into the guest's hole came with four load grunts. The guest himself came heavily across his stomach at the same time, he had obviously been waiting for the slave, who grinned down at him in the triumph of a job well down, before greedily sucking up the cum on the guest's stoumach and then sharing it with him in a creamy cum filled kiss.

Edem and I made our way back to our apartment, sleepy and for the moment at least, satisfied. I thought of Ali, even now perhaps, starting his gangbang. That really is true dedication to cock. Was he going to get fucked by all the acrobats? Were any of the house slaves going to join in? There must be at least fifty of those. I felt my own leeking, cum sloppy arse and for once I didn't envy him.

Edem and I crashed out in my bed. We cuddled up, spoon fashion. Edem pulled me to him and put a protective arm around me. I felt safe and loved and desired; and above all, sleepy. And within a few minutes of hearing Edem's soft rhythmic breathing I fell myself, into a deep dreamless sleep.

We slept in late. Finally one of the house slaves came into my room and I woke up as his shadow passed over us. He looked down at us and smiled. I smiled back and stretched lazily, wakeing Edem up as I did so.

"Are we being summoned to breakfast?" I asked.

"Breakfast is ready," he replied, "whenever you're ready. But Ali hasn't got up yet. He was with the acrobats last night, and a few of the house slaves joined them. I doubt he will be up before mid day. When Ali gets into one of his sex craze moods he never knows when to stop. He once stayed in our quarters for two days basically being fucked and fucking others all the time. The only time he didn't have a cock in his mouth was when he was eating food or sleeping." The slave chuckled, obviously rather proud of his master. "In these moods none of us can keep up with him."

"Were you there?" Edem asked.

"For part of the night yes. I fucked him once and watched him getting fucked by the acrobats. But I had had enough sex for one night. Ali never has enough. He wants us to run the house and the estate, but sometimes I think he has the staff here basically to fuck him."

Edem was lazily playing with my cock all through this conversation and the talk of sex was getting me horny again. I could see the house slave's cock was getting a bit fuller too. I reached over and very gently caressed it. It was a good size and I was trying to remember if he had ever fucked me or if I had ever sucked him off. But so many of the slaves had been in my arse or mouth since I came to stay that it was impossible to remember everyone. He edged a bit closer and I leaned over and very gently licked of the drip of precum that had formed at the end of his cock. It was sweet and sticky. Very quickly his cock began to fill out. And the big round head became dark and shiny. It slipped into my mouth where I lovingly sucked it. The slave groaned and closed his eyes.

"Oh yes," he said, "That's the way."

Meanwhile Edem was watching the action close up and as he shifted position behind me I felt him manouvering his cock to centre on my still cum sloppy hole. He very gently pushed it against it and it slid smoothly in. I was getting cock at both ends, perfect. It was a gentle fuck for all of us. We were relaxed and took everything slowly savouring the moment. No one was in a hurry. I loved the feeling of my lovely Edem's cock in my arse and the young slave I was sucking off was cleary loving what I was doing to him. I reached out and pulled his muscular very hairy thigh towards me so his cock could go deeper into my mouth and throat. He took the hint and my mouth was pulled hard against his hairy groin. Edem began to ramp up the speed of his fucking and I knew I was about to get the first louds of the new day. Edem came first with a deep groan, into my arse. One deep thrust, then I could feel the pulses along his cock as he pumped the cum deep into my cunt. The young slave wasn't far behind. My mouth was flooded with his sweet cum. Two big bursts. It was a lot for a boy who had spent the night fucking and I wondered what sort of load he would give normally. It was sweet and warm and I Knew I had to have more of it soon (I said that of all the cocked I sucked off). It was too much for me, I was wanking and came into my hand. I brought it up and offered it to the young slave who eagerly ate it up. He smiled happily down at us and swapped cum slimy kisses with us both before going back to his duties.

I was almost tempted to go back to sleep but I was also hungry, sex does that. So, a bit reluctantly, we got up and wandered through the villa back to the dining room. Neither of us bothered with clothes and Edem's thick bloated and still wet cock, led the way. All signs of the party of the night before had been cleared away and breakfast was being prepared, cups of hot coffee, bread fresh from the oven, cheese and butter, sizzeling swewers of meat ready on charcoal fires were laid out. A few of the other guests from the party were there too. They greeted us as we came in. Several of the house slaves I had seen at the party were there to serve. I recognized the muscular slave we had seen fucking one of the guests as we were leaving. I could see his long veiny cock hanging down, half hard below his short tunic.

We got our food and relaxed on one of the couches to eat. Ali was nowhere to be seen. I remembered the bowl of piss and wondered what happened to it. Was it poured away? Did the slaves drink it?

"Ali's not here," said Edem, "Do you think he's still recovering or still being fucked?" I giggled.

"Or perhaps, like us he's starting again."

"Actually, you know, I think I've had enough sex for the minute. I'll give my cock a rest."

"Oh yeah?" I said with heavy irony, "until the next willing cunt passes by."

Edem smiled, "You're probably right. And I guess why not? That's what this place is all about."

"Edem, this is an incredible place and we've had a whole lot of fun."

He gave me a quizical look, "I can hear a but coming."

"But, do you think it's time we went back to Tangir? I miss the palace and the life there, and I miss Aksil; very much. No matter how many times I get fucked here, it isn't the same when you don't love the person."

"I think you're right. And you miss his cock too." He saw my face, and added, "Don't try to deny it. I know you, you slut, just as well as you know me. But yes I've been thinking the same too. But how shall we tell Ali? He's been so generous and we've had a great time."

As it happened, we didn't need to worry. We met Ali at lunch time. He was looking very bleary eyed. Edem thought he was walking in a funny way too, but sometimes Edem can be a bitch. He smiled when he saw us. "You two look as fucked out as I feel. Did you party boys have a good time?"

"Ali," said Edem, "that is a really rediculous question. Of course we had a great time! A couple of times inside your arse as I remember."

Ali laughed out loud, "Yeah, you and thirty others. Forgive me if I don't actually remember particular fucks, even by a cock as beautiful as yours." He leaned over to Edem and kissed him. "I have heard from His Highness, a messenger came in this morning. You are requested to return to the palace. A small detachment of soldiers are passing near here and they will also return with you. So with any luck you will have plenty of military cock to fuck you on the journey." He chuckled. "We've had a good time, eh boys?"

"Oh we surely have," said Edem."

"I've loved every minute." I said. "Thank you Ali."

Ali looked at us both fondly, "I have estate business to attend to today so I shall be busy but I shall see you before you go. The soldiers are passing through here tomorrow at noon. I have a gift for each of you." With that he smiled, the interview was over and with a quick nod to each of us he turned to another slave. We quietly left and went back to my room.

"I wonder what the estate business is. Getting his cunt fucked I expect." Said Edem with a grin.

"That will be part of it." I agreed. "I wonder what the present will be?" I yawned and quickly apologised. I didn't have Ali's staying power and I was still tired after the events of yesterday. I lay down on the bed, pulled a blanket over me and was quickly asleep. Eden must have done the same for when I woke up a couple of hours later Edem was curled up beside me.

We got up and wandered back through the house, which seemed deserted until we got to the big hall where the acrobats had done their show and where we had eaten. We found a few of the house slaves lieing on the divans. They smailed when they saw us.

"Ah, the sleepy beauties have woken up." said one, "We didn't like to disturb you."/

"We were tired," I said, "I had a busy day."

"Don't tell us the Prince's private fuck boys can't keep up with the boys of the country! You need to get more practice." There was general laughter, and two of the young slaves pulled up their short skirts to show off their half hard cocks. "Want some more training?" said one.

Edem and I joined in the laughter. "I never turn down a willing arse," said Edem, pulling up his own skirt to show his own very thick and very hard cock to prove his point. There was more laughter, and I could see a lot of lustful looks at Edem and what he was offering. "But first we have to have something to eat and drink, and I don't mean just cum and piss, though we can have some of that as well later. We're starving."

One of the slaves got up, went over to the table by the side of the big room and brought back a tray of hard boiled eggs, cold cooked sausages and chicken, bread, butter and glasses of milk. Edem and I set to. We really were starving. The other slaves resumed their talking and in several cases, gentle love making. It was a perfect, relaxed scene, and with our hunger from proper food satisfied I began to look around at the other slaves with renewed sexual interest. There were eight other boys in the room but I could hear work going on in the kitchens next door. All of them I guessed were older teens like us or in their twenties. All were in the regulation house clothes, a short tunic hanging across the shoulder and hardly long enough to cover their cocks even when standing up. Lying down as we were now, they might just as well have been naked, in fact I noticed that a couple of the boys had taken off their clothes, or perhaps had never bothered to put them on in the first place. I admired their sleek bodies and their cocks, all either half hard or already erect. Almost without thinking I gently caressed the smooth muscular thigh of the closest boy next to me. He looked at me and smiled shifting position so that I could get easier access to to his now hard cock. I returned his smile and ran my thumb over its dark shiny head, wet with precum. I sucked my thumb; sweet and warm. He looked at me with a cocky look, and then down at the big cock between us. I kept eye contact as I leaned over and down and sucked the wet head into my mouth savouring the sweetness. He swallowed but kept looking at me. when i went all the way down however he closed his eyes and groaned.

"Oh yes, Hamsa, keep doing that."

I didn't need telling, I had no intention of stopping till I got a mouthful of his cum. Edem of course could see what was happening and by this time I was lieing on my tummy, so my arse was bare and in front of him. He didn't lose any time in making use of it. I was aware of him getting into position over me, then I felt the insistent pressure of his cock head pushing at my still cum wet boy cunt. Automatically my cunt relaxed and he didn't need to put much pressure on before it slipped into its natural home. Thick as it was it slid in with little resistence. I was always open and ready for Edem's cock. He pushed it in until his groin was pressed firmly against my arse and now it was my turn to groan. His fucking was slow but hard, he slammed his cock into my cunt, again and again. I knew it would be hot and wet inside. There was always cum in my cunt. And now he was getting ready to slime it some more, just as the slave in my mouth was ready to fill it too, with more cum.

It wasn't timed perfectly, the cock in my mouth was the first to shoot, two thick huge explosions which filled my mouth with rich boy milk and a couple more, lesser shots, as a bonus. I ran the cum over my tongue and through my teeth savouring the taste, the texture the warmth and slowly a little at a time, I swallowed it. I groaned and Edem recognising the sound and no doubt watching the boy's face as he fed me his spunk then pumped his own load into my ever welcuming arse. Edem flopped down on top of me, his mouth close to my ear.

"Oh Hamsa, Hamsa," he wispered, "that arse of yours is going to kill me one day. But I shall die happy."

"Now there's a thought, to be fucked to death and die with your cock in my cunt." We both giggled.

For the moment everyone else around us seemed to disappear. We were literally wrapped up in ourselves. But I slowly became aware again of the other slaves in the room. The low conversations and also I thought the sounds of other couples having sex. I thought for a moment that this could be the start of another gangbang if I wanted it. I was sure there would be other slaves there who would be only too happy to plow my arse or mouth, or both. But we didn't give them a chance. As Edem's cock slowly slipped out of my arse, I turned over under him, kissed him long and deep and then we separated and Edem, getting up, helped me to my feet. I could feel the cum in me dribbling down the back of my right leg. We smiled at the others and made to go back towards our rooms to finish packing.

"Oh, don't go just yet," said another of the slaves."Come and sit down with us. Have some more coffee or something."

"And we may have something else to offer you, if you're still hungrey and thirsty." Said another and there was more laughter from the others.

I glanced quickly at Edem, he raised an eyebrow, "I'm game if you are. We can pack any time today." So we sat back down with the others. I was handed a cup. I sniffed it half expecting it to be filled with piss, remembering what Edem had said when we came in, but it was firmented goat's milk flavoured with herbs and spices. It was cool and delicious. At that moment two of the kitchen slaves came out and over to join us. THey looked flush from the heat of the kitchen and their thin tunics were damp and clung to their bodies, thick cocks clearly outlined.

"Where's Ali?" asked Edem.

"He's with the accountants. Every three months there's a reconning. Or maybe he's being fucked."

"Or both!" There was more laughter.

"He's a nice man," I said. "We're all lucky to be working for owners who treat us well. You with Ali, we with the Prince. Where else would any of us want to be? Sometimes I want to pinch myself to make sure it's not a dream."

This was the sort of conversation all slaves have as they discussed their owners though I doubt if many slaves were as happy as us.

"A visitor came to stay just before you two arrived." said one of the boys. "It was clear Ali wasn't looking forward to the visit. He was straight we were told and we don't get many of those, I can tell you. But he is aan important client and so must be looked after. He brought two of his house slaves with him. They were straight too."

"Yeh," said one of the other slaves, "and we don't get many of those staying here either!"

"We didn't have much contact with him but we met the slaves. They gave us some idea of what life was like in this bloke's household. Their experience was so different from our's. THey were just tools to be used. Beatings were common for minor offences. None of us are beaten here. The biggest threat that we face is that we might have to leave and nothing happens here that would make us want to do that. And the hierarchy within the slaves meant that senior slaves were able to bully the younger ones. They took their tone from their owner I suppose. Ali never allows bullying here."

"We felt really sorry for these two guys. They seemed decent men; even though they were straight.... So, you're right Hamsa, we're incredibly lucky here, and none of us would want to do anything that would change that."

One of the security guards wandered through into the hall looking for a mid morning drink or snack, when he had found something he wandered over to all of us. He was dressed the same as us except that he had a leather belt around his waist with a long knife in a sheaf attached to it. Like all the rest of Ali's staff he was good looking and his muxcular body was oiled and tanned. I noticed some scars and guessed that at one time he had been a soldier.. I wondered where older slaves who had been part of the estate community went. In the palace they were given light duties and some were retired and lived in the slave quarters.

"Hi guys," he said as he sat down, "Ali still with the accountants?" He looked aver at Edem and me, "I hear you two will be leaving with the soldiers tomorrow. I hope you enjoyed your visit, from what I've heard most of the staff here have enjoyed having you." He said this with a grin. "I think I'm the only guard who hasn't fucked you. I feel rejected!'

"We're sorry too. Where have you been? We've been on our backs taking cock for most of the time we've been here." said Edem.

"He's been in the bunkhouse on his back taking cock there. That's where he's been," chipped in one of his fellow slaves.

"Or getting pissed on."

"Or sucking cock."

There was a round of applause and laughter at this quip. "Don't let that butch face and body fool you. He's as big a slut as any of us!"

The young soldier looked a bit sheepish. Then he too grinned, "Yeah," he said, "I like cocks up my arse. Lots of 'em, but in this glorified whore house who doesn't? And we all love piss too."

"We've never seen the bunkhouse," said Edem. "how many of you live there? We've seen two slave houses out on the farm, when we visited them with Ali. Hamsa got his first fisting in one of them. But Mut said there were two hundred slaves on the estate so I guess most of you must live in the bunkhouse here at the villa."

"That's right, it varies a bit but at the moment there are seventy of us here at the house," said the young guard, whose impressive cock was now nearly hard and pushing up his short tunic. He looked around at us and idly played with it. "If you're here for another night maybe you should come over for a visit. We'll make you very welcome and give you a few memories to take back with you!" There was a chorus of agreement and several of the boys pulled up their tunics so that we could see their cocks. . I looked at Edem, my previous feeling that we were already pretty well fucked out was definitely beginning to waver, there was that familiar itch in my arse again. He looked at me and raised a questioning eyebrow.

"Ali said he would meet us later I guess we should wait to see if he has plans for us before we leave," said Edem. "But we wouldn't mind spending some time with you boys. We like lots of cocks up our arses too, and I like fucking arse as well." He pulled up his own tunic again to show off his still hard cock, to make the point. "I can open up some of your cunts just as much as you can open up mine."

I kept looking at the young guard's now hard cock, it was that that was giving me the itchy arse and making my mouth water. So of course I bent over and started sucking him. I saw the smile on his face when I looked up to see his reaction. "Don't stop now you've started." He said, I went back to his cock, desperate now for his precious cum. Edem sqatted down beside me. The young guard leaned over me and kissed Edem at the same time as he ran an appreciative hand over my arse and pushed two fingers inside my cunt to tease me. So, I thought, if it's fucking he has in mind, I can go with that. I groaned loudly in appreciation and encouragement.

"Umm, that feels good." I said. For answer he pushed another finger inside and gently spread my cunt lips apart. Edem took the oportunity and gently rimmed me. I guessed there would be plenty of cum in there, so it was a tasty feast. If the boy was going to fuck me he would have to wait for Edem, who as soon as he finished rimming my arse, quickly pushed his own cock in there again. But I guessed this was more of a tease, he had after all only just cum and when one of the newly arrived cooks came over he pulled his cock out so the cook could take his place. That was great, two new cocks to be fucked by and to suck. That was more than OK. I closed my eyes and luxuriated in the feeling of his beautiful cock opening me up again. I groaned with pleasure, lowered my head back and closed my eyes. I never got tired of being fucked. The pleasure never got less, the experience never got routine. The young cook made sure there was going to be nothing routine about this fuck however. He leaned back and pulled me back with him, so that I was laying back on his chest with his thick cock still buried to the hilt in my boy cunt. Everytime his cock hit base my lust increased, the inner slut in me was never far from the surface and at that moment a night long final gangbang sounded just the way to round off our stay. The guard soon saw what the cook was making possible. He lifted up and stread my legs so my full weight was on the cook under me, and shuffled forward. Then I knew too what was about to happen. The guard spat down on his cock and pushed it in beside the cook's. I'd been double fucked plenty of times, especially at the Bey's party and I'd been fisted too. Just as well, the cook's and the guard's cocks were still a major challenge. The other slaves now realized what was happening and crowded round to watch. Shouting encouragement; "Yeah, fuck the slut!" Open up that cunt!" I loved being the centre of attention and my cock stayed rock hard.

While the cook kept his cock pretty still, but balls deep, the young guard did the real fucking and he did it hard and fast and went in to the root of his cock every time. Really hard. But I was the double fuck King. I grinned up at him.

"Come on boy. Call that hard fucking? Show this cunt a good time." He took the challenge. The fucking got harder and faster. Even the cook started moving as well. "Oh that's better. Fuck me. Fuck me." I put my head back on the cook's shoulder and let out whoop of triumph. "That's the way fucker. Open up this slut's arse and fill it with cum." I was almost delirious with the stimulation and I suddenly came without touching my cock. And as I came I my arse naturally clamped down on the cocks deep inside me and i felt the sudden warmth as they filled it with cum. I hung there juddering with the incredible high I felt. And then slowly relaxed. My whole body felt on fire with pleasure. The two deflating cocks slipped out of my arse and I relaxed backwards exhausted, on the chest of the cook. I wasn't able to move. I felt him licking my ear. I started to giggle.

"That was incredible," said the young guard, "That's the first time I've ever double fucked someone."

"Just as well you chose the arse of someone as experienced as Hamsa then, "said Edem," Hamsa's cunt can take cocks like none other. I should know I've fucked it enough times and I've watched it being fucked enough times too. Hamsa never gets enough cock, do you slut boy?" He ruffled my hair, I felt about twelve.

I was barely able to speak, "Never enough cocks, never." I wispered. The cook went back to kissing my ear. I smiled. I felt proud of my arse. How many of the boys looking at us could take cock like me? How many of them could get fisted? How many of them could take a gangbang like I'd had at the Palace? Then I thought actually most of them could probably take a gangbang. Most of them probably had, if life in the bunkhouse was anything like we had heard it was.

The young gauard was still standing in front of us gently playing with his cock. I looked up at him; he smiled down at me. Suddenly a huge fountain of piss exploded over us. Shit, this boy could piss for the Empire. Edem the cook and I scrabbled forward our mouths open as wide as possible trying to get as much as we could. Two of the other slaves came over too, to join in the piss bath with us. One of them, drinking from the tap turned to me with a mouth bulging with piss, to kiss me and share the juice. One of the new boys after making sure he was soaked hiself, stood up and added his own piss to the mix. Just as well for the guard was running out. In fact having shared his load with all of us he squatted down to drink from the slave who had just joined us. Edem, good old Edem, always ready with a full bladder when you needed one, got up and joined in the piss fest. First soaking my hair and face them feeding the guard. By this time the rest of the slaves in the room had got up to join in too.There was a lot of laughter and whooping as we all in turns soaked others or got soaked ourselves.

Just when it looked as if we had all run out, Ali came into the room. He looked around at us with piss dripping from our hair and down our bodies, and grinned from ear to ear. "Seems like I just missed all the fun. There am I slaving away to make enough money to feed you lot, while you're in a piss and fuck fest." This was greeted with more whoops and cheers.

"So whose got some piss for me boys?" Ali looked around expectantly and slowly sank to his knees. There was a bit of embarrassment in the room because we were all pretty pissed out. Then one of the slaves had an idea. He went back to the table and brought back a large bowl. He tipped out the grapes inside and putting it under his half hard cock, pissed into it. He only pissed for a few seconds and then passed it to the boy next to him. We all quickly got the idea. The bowl was passed around to all of in turn. It was me who in the end added the most. I had drunk a lot of piss in the last hour and probably I was the one who had pissed the least, so I had a lot. It was quite a big bowl but with twelve young slaves it was quite full. The young guard with a wicked grin on his face carefully brought the bowl over to Ali, who had a smile on his face that would light up a room. He leaned back and opened his mouth wide. The guaard lifted it above Ali's head and slowly lipped it into his mouth and over his head. The golden brew cascaded over Ali's face and hair. I could see him frantically gulping as much as he could and loving being drenched. All of us were wanking as we watched this.

The guard paused for a moment and a couple of the boys came up to Ali and shot their cum into his still open mouth. The guard resumed pouring the piss Just a little slower so that Ali could drink more of it. But each time, when one of the boys was ready to cum, he paused so that Ali could get it to eat. One by one we all fed Ali our cum, Edem and I went over together. Before I came I leaned over and kissed Ali, lovingly sharing the pool of cloudy, piss watered cum still in his mouth before Edem and I filled it with our own.

Ali was on his knees alternately drinking piss and cum for twenty minutes. For him this was the real life of the Villa.

He got up eventually still with a huge grin on his face. 'Well done guys! Happy?' There was a chorus of yeahs and a round of applause. I think the slaves on the estate were as much in awe of Ali's lust for cock as we were. He never seemed to stop. He never seemed to have enough. I thought the Palace was a whore house but this place's obsession with sex and especially wet sex, was in another league. Of course Ali, though he was a successful rancher didn't have the responsibilities of the Bey. He ran the estate for profit but it was to keep himself supplied with cock that he was mostly concerned with. Well, lucky him and lucky us.

'Shit, I'm hungry! Hey guys, let's eat.' said Ali. One of the slaves quickly went over to the kitchen and ordered food for us all.

The kitchen staff were obviously used to producing food at a moment's notice because all we could eat was put in front of us in just a few minutes. We all ate together, and I wondered how many households in the Empire worked like this? Hardly any of the grander places, I was sure. It was part of Ali's secret for a happy estate. He may have been the man who owned it and us, but everything was shared, especially our bodies. And especially his arse!

We talked about the accounts, which were overseen by freemen attached to the estate, not slaves. He had to prepare accounts to pay his taxes. These were professionals whose qualifications were recognized by the Imperial Civil Service. I would have loved to have asked if he been fucked there too.

Edem said, 'Ali, some of the slaves here have invited us over to the bunkhouse tonight before we go back to the Palace tomorrow. Would that be alright with you?'

Ali smiled at us again, 'Still itching for cock, eh? Haven't I given you enough to keep you happy during your stay?'

'If anyone else had asked that Sir, I would have thought it a reasonable question. But coming from you, if you don't mind me saying, that is a another rediculous question. Taking a cue from you, enough is never enough!'

Ali gave a rye smile and acknowledged the jeers and laughter in the room. He raised a hand and the laughter died down. 'Fair point Edem, fair point. Well the services of the estate are at your disposal and that includes the estate cocks. I trust the boys here will give you a memorable send off.' There was a round of applause from the other slaves. The gangbang was on.

Dinner in the villa was at seven and when that was cleared away, most of the house slaves went back to the bunkhouse to join those from the gardens, kitchens and the stables. A small team was left in the house together with the guards to deal with night duties. Which included most importantly of course, the duty of keeping Ali's arse and mouth full of cum. And taking his fucks as well. Most nights a couple of the boys would sleep in his room and if they weren't enough one or other of the guards could join in too. The more I heard of Ali's sex drive the more i was in awe. Shit! I was always thinking about sex too but Ali was having ten, fifteen or more partners every day and sometimes far more than that! He had already had sex with twelve of us this lunch time. And how many more had fucked him last night? Under the circumstances I'm surprised only two slaves usually stayed with him.

So it was at 9.30 that Edem and I were taken over to the bunkhouse behind the villa. Like everything else it was spacious and comfortable. Each slave had his own cublicle like the ones at the palace with a cutained entrance. It was heated by fires under the floors so people were never cold. There was a large communal living room with a cushioned area at one end. I could guess what this was used for. At the other end were the baths and latrines. Places to shit were outside but the urinals were very public. No surprise there.

Three of the house slaves brought us over. Even before we got inside the slave walking behind me had slid his hand up my leg and was fingering my hole. "I just want to make sure you're ready for us," he wispered.

"I'm always ready for cock, stupid."

Two and then three of his fingers slid inside and gently massaged my boy cunt. My cock quickly came to life and I gave a soft involuntary groan. Edem quickly picked up on what was happening and grinned back at me. "Eager fucker as always." Then turning round and walking backwards for a few steps he pulled up his tunic to reveal an already hard cock.

"This'll be in your arse in a few minutes slut boy." Then he dropping his tunic and with a quick wink turned and followed the other slaves inside.

As we were let in my fellow slave pulled his fingers out out of my arse and holding me still, pushed his cock into it. Shit even I didn't think the fucking would start this quickly, not that I was complaining of course, the quicker it started the more cocks would fuck me, the more cum and piss I'd get to drink. Edem watched us and I could see a bit of jealousy on his face. Not that he need to have worried. An arse as perfect as Edem's attracted cocks like a pot of honey to bees. Another slave slave came out of the gloom inside and pulling him back pushed his cock into Edem's boy cunt. We stood facing each other as we got fucked. Edem closed his eyes revelling in the pleasure of a new cock in his cunt. I knew just how he felt. The slave fucking me was obviously not looking for a long fuck, he was going for broke in my arse. His shafting was hard and fast; that was OK. I can go with that. Cum, fill my arse with his load, get out of the way, let the next person get in. And that is pretty well what happened after the first two fuckers had filled our arses. We were cheered and ushered into the bunk house. We were given cool drinks, I recognised the herbal yogurt we had had before. It was delicious, (and looked like cum).

One of the seniour slaves came forward and formally welcomed us. "We hoped you would come here one night so we could entertain you ourselves. I know quite a few of us have fucked you already and a lot of us have enjoyed having our arses opened up by Edem's wonderful cock." There was a round of cheers that greeted this. "Tonight all of us are going to feed you our cum, either in your arses or mouths and over the course of the night hopefully in both." There was more cheering, "Cunt or mouth boys, tonight they belong to us." Edem and I grinning from ear to ear looked around us. I spotted Marcus, who had been the first of Ali's slaves to fuck me in the Pit. i went over to him and gave hima bear hug. He was grinning too and we locked faces in a fierce kiss. I could taste piss, and took it for a happy omen of what was going to happen over the next few hours.

"Marcus, it's good to see you man. I wondered where you were, and the others. I want you to fuck me next. I want that thick cock of yours in my cunt so badly, I can taste it already."

"it wants to be in that sloppy old cunt of yours too. After being here for the last ten days it must have had plenty of workouts. When I fucked you before it was almost virgin territory give or take a few gangbangs. Now it must be a seasoned open hole for every passing cock." He chuckled as he said it. "Will you even be able to feel Marcus up inside you?"

"Oh, I'll feel him alright. I feel every cock that fucks me. AND I LOVE IT!" I shouted to everyone, there was a round of applause and general laughter. I looked round at the laughing faces and saw Edem in the middle of a group. He was clearly getting fucked while he sucked off another of the slaves and two others were pissing over his head and face and the cock of the boy he was sucking off. Way to go brother I thought. Way to go. I quickly turned round and grabbing Marcus' cock immediately backed onto it taking to his hairy groin in one plunge. Bliss and I groaned with pleasure.

And so the fuckfest began for both of us. We were fucked fore and aft for the next three hours. Sometimes doggy style, sometines standing up, someimes on our backs. Always we had a cock at both ends. Edem did his fair share of fucking too. He said at the beginning he tried not to cum in the arses he was fucking so he could fuck far more. But after the first four the temptation to cum was too great, and after he had cum twice, he just got fucked. I was never happier than when I had a cock in my cunt and mouth so I was just my normal passive slut self. Well, not that passive. My arse muscles and throat are always very active when milking cocks.

At one stage I was taken over to the latrines. It was formed of a beaten lead shallow trough. Someone had put a cover over the drain so that piss collected in it. I was laid down and a couple of the slaves pissed over my face trying to get as much in my mouth as possible. Then I was turned over so that I had to turn my head to the side to stop myself from drowning while somebody, I couldn't see who, fucked me. He and everyone near got soaked too. At one stage one of the slaves lifted my chin to kiss me and take gulps of piss from the tub.

Eventually everyone was fucked out. Edem and I were left like wet, limp rag dolls on one of the beds. My face was still covered in cum. Cum was leaking from our arses. Our hair was matted with drying com and piss. Eden slowly wormed his way closer and we kissed, loving the taste of our piss and cum flavoured mouths.

"We said we'd had enough," said Edem with a rye grin. "what a fucking joke!" I was too tired to answer. i just lay on my tummy and drifted off to sleep.

I woke up a couple of hours later to the smell of food, and realized I was starving hungry. We staggered out into the main sitting area. By now the cum and piss had dried though my face and lips and hair were crusty. Edem looked a wreck and I laughed at him.

"Do I look as much of a mess as you?"

"Oh yes little Bro."

As we went out into the candlelight all eyes turned to us.

There were waves and grins. They looked pleasd with themselves as well they might and quite a few were every bit of a mess as we were.

We took our seats on the cushions aranged around the charcoal fire and greedily ate the lamb kebabs given to us, and the fruits that followed. The slaves ate well, like everywhere else on the estate everything was well ordered and carefully thought out. The estate was above all a community that worked together.

Marcus was sitting next to me. "We've enjoyed your visit, and I don't just mean having sex with you. Ali has been happy while you are here. And having two of the most beautiful boys in the empire to stay with us is a pleasure."

One of the other slaves joined in. "But we have enjoyed fucking you too." That got a round of agreement. "And I've enjoyed being fucked my you too, Edem."

Edem nodded his thanks and agreement. "None of Ali's guests," went on Marcus, "have so obviously enjoyed our company as you have. And we've had imperial slaves here before. All too often they've thought of themselves as a cut above us."

"Yeah," said another. "None of them would have wanted to come over to visit us in the bunkhouse."

Edem answered. "All of us are slaves, whoever we work for. We're lucky to have these two men as our owners. It's their attitude to us which sets the tone here and at the Palace. The Bey knows he is a Prince and so do all of us who live in the palace. But he always treats us like men not just objects. It's been a pleasure to get to know you, and it's been a pleasure to fuck and be fucked by you. Ever since Hamsa and I met some of you at The Rocks we've liked your company. Who wouldn't?"

"Edem's right," I said, "when the Bey said that Ali had asked him to release us for a stay on the estate we've looked forward to getting to know you better, and we have. And it isn't just the sex, wonderful though that has been." I felt a warm regard for these men. They were decent and honest and well meaning. Like Ali himself. I leaned over and kissed Marcus. "Thanks mate, for your welcome and your cock," I gave it a gentle squeeze once again to feel it's girth and length, "and your cum and your piss."

"We were wondering if you wanted to stay here tonight? Or if you want to go back to the house?" Asked another of the slaves, "We were hoping you would stay. Not just because we want to fuck you again, though we would like to do that of course, and I want Edem to fuck me again." There was more laughter and a chorus of me toos. "But we want to talk too, about life in the palace and we can tell you a few things too."

I looked at Edem and caught his quick nod, I thought of our comfortable rooms and beds, and the slaves helping us to bathe, and then I thought of being here and spending the rest of the night getting fucked and swallowing cum. Of course we wanted to stay. "We'd love to stay here with you guys. And we'd love to be fucked again and we'd love to talk." There was a round of clapping from the fifty of so slaves there with us. So talk we did. They wanted to know about the Bey, and how we lived. Did we have a bunkhouse like the one here? What food we ate and what duties we had? Did we have sex with the Prince often? Did I get fucked as much there as I had been here? And so on and so on. They were really nice and we asked them about the workings of the estate.

tWhen we had finished the food and drinks, three of the boys went over to one of the corners and brought back simple guitars and drums and pipes, and began to play. Four more of the slaves got up to dance. Their naked bodies gleemed in the candlelight, their low hanging balls and cocks gently swinging in time to the music. They moved in a slow circle, four more joined them, taking steps in time to the music. They had beautiful bodies, some scarsely covered by the scanty clothes of the estate, but most were naked, it wasn't long before their cocks got hard. They put their arms around each others necks and closed in tighter. I was getting so horny watching them and they were having the same effect on the the other slaves too. I looked at Edem but he was already involved with the boy who said he was hoping Edem would fuck him again. They were kissing and Edem was running his hands over the boy's smooth hard chest and gently stroking his nipples. The boy gave a soft groan. I thought his wish was soon to cum true.

I felt a hand on my body as well. Marcus ran his hand down my back and over my arse. I felt a finger slip into my still cum filled cunt and it was my turn to groan. Menwhile the dancing boys' act was getting more erotic. They had strpped off what ever clothes some of them still had on they and were openly running their hand over each other's bodies and cocks.

Marcus leaned into my side and wispered, "Let's join them." I wasn't sure what he had in mind, but thought, why not?

We got up and joined the circle of slowly moving bodies. Someone produced some oil and we passed it round, each oiling the body of the boy next to him, so we shone in the lamp ligt. It soon became clear what the dance was about. Two of the boys went to the centre of the circle and began to make love. They gently kissed and ran their hands over each other, playing with each other's cocks which very soon got hard. One of them knelt and began to suck off his mate. We continued our slow dance in a circle round them, more slaves joined in while watching the beauty of their lovemaking. Marcus was kissing my ear. Within a few minutes the standing boy shot his cum into the mouth of his partner. Then the parter went over to another dancing slave and kissed him, i could see the cum in his mouth being shared as it bubbled around their mouths. THen the boy who had been sucked off rejoined the circle while the new couple took up their place in the centre. It was the turn of the boy who had just sucked off his friend now to be sucked off in turn. And the boy who had done the sucking in turn came over to me and shared the warm boy juice. I kissed him eagerly savouring the rich warm cum load. Then it was my turn in the centre where I sucked him off. When he had cum in my mouth I went over to Marcus to share it and swap places.

And so it went on. Within half an hour three couples were taking their place in the centre. And the cock sucking and cum swallowing speeded up. I got chosen again half an hour later. But this time it wasn't to suck cock and eat cum. When I knelt down the boy straight away pissed in my mouth. He tasted great, hot and spicy, I let it splash over my head soaking my hair. I swallowed most of it but kept enough to share with the next boy in the circle I chose. He eagerly swallowed the mouthful of piss I brought him, and then chose someone else and so the game continued. When I rejoined the circle this time, the slave behind me pulled me close to kiss me.

"I need to fuck you." That sounded great by me, that's what we were here for. I felt for his cock, not so long but really thick. Perfect. I straight way turned round and slid back down on it. Thick and hard it filled my arse perfectly. The thought struck me as it went into my boy cunt, just how frexible my cunt was. After being fucked so much by so many cocks in the past two years, how it had taken two cocks over and over, how it had been fisted and just how much I had loved it. Just as I was loving this now. The slave was really fucking me as hard as he could, he was slamming his cock into my arse. he wanted to dominate and own my cunt. Fuck me anyway you want and I'll love it. I had my eyes closed, but then I felt two hands gently lift up my face and when I opened my eyes I saw Edem bent forward next to me smiling. I could see he was being fucked too, he leaned closer and kissed me. When I opened my mouth to accept his tongue I realised his mouth was already filled with pissy cum. He clamped it firmly against mine, with his hands behind my head and let the cum and piss cocktail flow between us. I greedily sucked it in. What could be better than this? Being fucked hard and sharing a mouthful of cum flavoured piss at the same time? Well, I was about to find out as a powerful stream of piss hit our faces. Edem broke the kiss to suck it in. Both of us looked up with open mouths as the pisser alternated between our mouths. Ali had said all of his slaves loved piss as well, and he was right.

When the first pisser ran out of juice, another took his place. And when the boy with the thick cock grunted out his orgasm in my sloppy cunt and pulled out, another cock took its place. Cum one cum all. This second gang fuck went on for nearly an hour and Edem and I had cum or piss in our mouths and a hard cock in our arses all that time. Well, being gang fucked all night was what we had come for, and being gang fucked all night was what we were getting. At the end of that hour my knees and my back gave out and I slumped on the floor. A constant trickle of cum flowed out of my arse. My hair was again plastered down with piss and cum, my piss wet body had streaks of cum all over it. I was a glorious fucked up mess and I couldn't have been more happy. Edem grinned at me and licked up some of the cum that was running down the side of my nose.

"Cum slut," he said.

"Piss slut," I replied. We grinned at each other and shared a long cum tasting kiss.

Having taken on the whole bunkhouse, the fucks finally ran out. Edem usually liked to fuck at least as much as being fucked. His thick cock had been one of the star attractions at the brothel he worked in. But this evening in the bunkhouse mostly he had just been fucked. Long and hard and repeatedly. I lay there and thought how often I had been in this condition, covered in cum, my hair soaked in piss and with a cunt full of cum which was slowly leaking out.. Pretty often in the last year. Edem was lying ext to me in the same condition. He shifted position slightly so that he was slightly above me and started pissing again. I leaned over so that I could drink it. Warm, bland, almost colourless. Wonderful. I let it play over my face. There wasn't much but I was grateful all the same. What's a buddy for if he can't share some piss with you?

"Got some for me?"

I tried, but I was pissed out. "Soon maybe."

He licked my stomach. "We go home tomorrow," he said. "I'm ready I guess, see some old faced, get fucked by a few of familiar cocks, drink some royal piss and swallow some royal cum." He grinned broardly, "You know, back to the familiar routine."

"All I ever do is get fucked." I said, "My whole life centres on cock, either in my mouth or up my arse. I thought I was ready to go home and yet here we are."

"Yeah, I'm glad we did the bunkhouse though, if we hadn't we would have wondred what we'd missed."

"I guess all of them fucked us, that's fifty cocks in five hours. Pretty good going even for us. My cunt feels so loose."

"Oh yeah?" said Edem with a sly grin, "Wanna get fisted?"

"I'll pass for the moment, thanks." I said and smiled.

One of the other slaves sat down with us, he was really young, I doubt if he was even as old as I was; maybe sixteen. He looked almost as fucked out as we did. I could see thick dribbles of cum drying on his face and his hair was wet and plastered down with it. He gave us a lecherous grin. "We did you good!"

"You surely did, and my arse feels all the better for it," said Edem leaning over and licking up the cum that was down the side of his chin.

"I can't remember which tasted best, your cum or your piss. Your cum I think," I said.

The boy nodded, "Thanks. You're welcome to either any time. Except now, both taps are dry. And I have to sleep. It's always good for a fuck here but you've brought out the best in us"

I looked at Edem, from his expression he felt the same way. "Do you want to stay here, or shall we go back to the house?"

I thought for a moment. "If we leave now, some of the boys here might take it as a slight. They invited us to stay with them, maybe we should do that. But I have to sleep now, where ever we stay. I can't keep my eyes open."

We were sitting on a low cot in an alcove, and I just lay back and pulled a cover over me. I think Edem and the boy lay near by but I was almost immediately asleep. At some point I woke up enough to realize that someone else was sleeping next to me, but soon I was asleep again. Very early in the morning just as it was getting light I felt the body next to me shifting slightly. His arm slid over me pulling me back against his body. I opened my eyes and realised it was the boy. He gave me a beautiful smile and leaned in close for a gentle kiss. We softly made out. Our gentle movement and soft moans were enought to waken Edem. Seeing us he moved over behind the boy who gasped sightly and tensed up as Edem's thick cock slid once aagin into his boy cunt. Edem winked at me and holding the boy's waist closely to to him started slowly, to make love to him. The boy groaned quietly and a look of deep contentment spread over his beautiful face. I knew just how he felt. How often had I felt that beautiful cock in my own arse! We went back to our warm kissing. Edem began fucking him harder as he went for the finish, and I could feel the jerks in the boy's body as he repeatedly bottomed out in his cunt. Knowing what was going to happen soon, i slid down the boy's slim smooth body kissing it as I went till I reached his very stiff cock, and gently sucked the wet head. I didn't try to deep throat him in case he came in my throat and I missed the first shot. I just concentrated on the head, and I wasn't disappointed. He rewarded me with three heavy slugs of thick warm tasty boy cream. There was a lot. It filled my mouth. Smooth, dense; the essence of a boy. I ran my toung through it, loving the taste and silky texture, before swallowing. My turn to groan as I came in my hand. I brought it up to my mouth and licked some of it up before offering it to Edem who eagerly sucked up what was left and with one more punch fuck into the boy's arse filled it with his own load to join the many others that I was sure, would already be there.

It was the perfect way to start the day.

And it was time to get back to the main house to pack and see Ali before we were due to leave. We thanked everybody for our welcome and for the fucks, and for the cum, and for the piss. We kissed all of them in turn and rather reluctantly left the bunkhouse and returned to the main house. WE had no idea where our clothes were, not that it mattered much.

When we walked, in my case slightly bow legged into the main house there was no mystery as to what we had been doing during the night. Our bodies were crusted with dried cum, our hair was still sticky with it and we stank of piss. One of the slaves saw us as we came in and embraced us taking a deep smell of our naked bodies as he did so. I could feel cum still trickling out of my arse. There was a trail down the inside of my left thigh

"I'd say you've had a really good night," he said, with a big grin.

"We had a brilliant night. I have swallowed so much cum I won't need to eat today." I said and returned his grin.

"Yeh, and there's just as much up his slut arse too." Said Edem

"You've got a nerve. How many people fucked you last night. The whole fucking bunk house, that's how many."

The young slave laughed and went his way.

"I think we need a wash, I said. Tempted as I am to stay like this all day we have Imperial troops to meet."

Edem put his arm round me and pulled me into a cum flavoured kiss before we made our way slowly back to our rooms.

We met other slaves as we weaved our way, they all gave us knowing smiles. Many of them had been part of the gangbang so it was their piss and cum in our cunts, on our faces and in our hair.

When we got back to our rooms we washed each other off. Then Edem said he had to piss again, so I drank that getting pretty wet in the process of course, and then had to wash again. Luckily no slaves came in to help us or we would have been there all day. I needed to rest again, we hadn't had much sleep and it was still early morning, i had to have a nap before meeting Ali. A couple of hours now would make all the difference. WE slept loner than we had intended and missed breakfast.

But finally we were up, our arses douched and our bodies anointed and smelling of sweet oils, ready to meet Ali before we went on our way. There didn't seem much point in dressing so we walked back through the main part of the house naked. In the main hall we found one of the house slaves who we also recognised from the night's party, and he took us to Ali in his study. We had never been there before, and this was the centre of the management of his estates and businesses. There were eight people in the outer office all busy at books and papers, we went on through to his study proper were he and two of his accountants were working an columns of figures.

"Ah, welcome you two," he said, carefully looking us over, "I've been hearing about the party in your arses last night. My boy's have shown you good hospitality I think?"

"Your boys have shown us great hospitality," said Edem, "And I have a very loose cunt and throat to prove it."

"That's what we like to hear," said Ali, "this place is a house of well used cunts and mouths. Ain't that right boys?" he said to the other two slaves putting his arms around their shouldes and hugging them..

They grinned and nodded.

"The troops should be here in three or four hours. I've asked that your bags be packed so there is nothing for you to do, except have lunch with me when I'm finished here."

He nodded and we guessed this was our moment to leave them. We walked slowly back through the beautiful rooms admiring the frescos, mostly of boys and men having some form of sex. Life here was nothing if not consistent. Lots were of Ali himself. He'd employed skilled artists. Here was depicted the everyday life of the estate so usually it was of him being fucked but there were a lot too of him fucking or being sucked off. Others were of the old gods, or of soldiers or charioteers from the old Empire. All were of beautiful people. And in alcoves and above doorways there were statues, many making love too. It was like walking through a gay fantacy land. No wonder everybody was horny all the time. Sex was displayed everywhere. It was even making me horny and I had just spent the night being gangbanged by seventy slaves. I could see Edem's cock was at more than half mast, arching out and over, thick and heavy. I looked down at it; it really was a beautiful work of creation. He saw me looking and winked.

"Ready for another ride?"

"I'm always ready to be fucked, you know that." I said and grinned across at him. We were walking through the main hall, so there were other slaves around and I saw them casting lustful eyes at us as we strolled through. We smiled back. Many we recognised of course, not just from the previous night but from all the other occasions when we had been part of the sex circus in the house. Was I really ready for another round before the soldiers arrived, I realised I was slowing down and that my cock was getting harder. Cock over brain, the story of my life. Eden couldn't keep the grin off his face.

"You are, aren't you? You want your cunt tickled again! Good old Hamsa, never enough cock." He laughed out loud. I relised we'd stopped walking. I looked across at a small group of the house slaves lying on carpets and cushions at the side of the hall and we went over to them. They grinned and made space for us.

"Come and sit with us," one said. "We're waiting for the call from Ali to bring his lunch. You're leaving us today to go back to the palace. I think you've had a good time with us. You certainly seemed to be enjoying yourselves last night! No two visitors here have ever joined in with the life of the estate like you."

"We were just saying," said another that in the three weeks you've been with us, everyone has fucked you at least oce, that's two hundred people. On average that's ten people a day have either filled your arses or you mouths at least once but I've fucked you four times myself!" There was general laughter and a chorus of me toos.So in twenty days you've probably been fucked or you sucked off twenty or thirty people everyday. That's not bad."

"I'd say it was pretty good," I said. "I might even catch up with some of you too." I turned to one of the younger slaves who I guess was about my age, seventeen. How many loads of cum have you swallowed today?"

He thought for a moment, "Three, and I've been fucked twice. But it's early yet. I've fucked Omar here and I've drunk a load of his piss too. It's a reasonable start. Back in the bunkhouse tonight...well, who knows?"

"I'll fuck you," said one of the others. And there was a chorus of agreement. I could see why, he was seriously cute, with an air of innocence about his face which was clearly very deceptive. He was just as much a hungry cock hound as the rest of us. And I could see the thick heavy cock lieing across his thigh. The boy could pack a punch too. He played with it idlely when he saw me looking at it and it rapidly got hard in his hand. He raised a quizzicle eyebrow? "Want it Hamsa? The Royal fuck toy."

I leaned slowly back on Edem's chest. By now my cock was rock hard again. He spread my legs and knelt between them staring into my eyes, he shuffled forward practised ease and slammed his cock into my boy cunt in one hard slide. Then balancing on his hands and toes punch fucked my hole with all the energy of a fit young seventeen year old. But he was a lot more experienced than most seventeen year olds. I guess he'd been taking and giving cock since before he was a teenager. Skilled cock and very experience cunt. He wasn't interested in prolonging the experience, he just wanted to get off in my arse, and I was happy with that. Ten minutes of hard fucking and he delived a load of boy spunk into my ever receptive cunt. After he came he just relaxed and then as his cock lost some of it's hardness I felt a flush of warmth deep inside me. He was pissing in my arse. I closed my eyes as I felt the pressure and exstacy wash in and over me. My whole body tingled with the pleasure this boy was giving me.

"Oh yes," I managed to gasp, "fill that arse with piss. Own it." I could feel the piss beginning to squirt out around the slaves cock

One of the other slaves hearing this scambled over so that his half hard cock could slip into my mouth and immediatly began to piss into it. I greedily let it fill my mouth and let my cheeks baloon out before swallowing. I was being filled with piss from both ends. Edem was watching closely and the second time he saw my cheeks balooning motioned to me that he wanted a share. I pulled my mouth off the still pissing cock and he immediately claped his lips to mine to share the pale golden liquid. We spat it into and out of each others mouths, topping up when necessary from the seemingly endless supply that was still coming out of the slave's cock. But then we started to giggle and I choked so we had to stop.

The pissing cock in my arse slipped out. And of course a cunt filled with cum and piss was too much of a temptation to be left unfilled for long. So the pisser in my mouth swapped ends, and his now hard cock took the place of the other. He was pissed out so ten minutes of hard fucking and it was cum that was added to the frothy mix being pushed around in my sloppy arse. I could feel it squelching around inside me.

I guess this could have gone on indefinitely, getting my cunt loaded up, had a message not come from Ali to say he was ready for lunch.

The boy in my arse grinned down at me, winked and said, "Master calls." And abruptly pulled his still stiff cock out, followed by a steady trickle of cummy piss.

I leaned back on Edem's piss wet chest and he bent over and kissed me. I'd assumed he was wet because of the overflow from my mouth, but his mouth tasted like a urinal too, so I guessed he'd been fed from someone else. For a few moments I couldn't move, and anyway his chest was comfortable.

"If we're going to join Ali for lunch we'd better get cleaned up again," he said

I struggled up and we quickly hurried back to our rooms leaving wet footprints behind us. We dowsed each other in cool water, I (again) got rid of the cum and piss in my arse down a drain, we gargled, combed our hair, put on our simple clothes and hurried back to the private dining room where Ali was waiting. He smiled again, looked at our damp hair, raised an eyebrow. "Again?"

Edem nodded. "Again."

"Good," said Ali, "Let's enjoy a slow lunch, the soldiers won't be here for at least two hours."

And so we sat as honoured guests rather than slaves while we were waited on and our food brought. Ali wanted to know from us how the night in the bunkhouse had gone, how many times we'd been fucked (how would we remember that?). Edem told him we had no idea. Except that everybody had had a go at us he thought. I confessed that my arse still loose. But that it also felt good. Ali smiled, knowingly remembering I'm sure his many nights where we had been, doing what we had been doing.

We asked him about his night with the acrobats and he confirmed that all of them had fucked him, together with ten of the house slaves and that he's fucked eight of them. He especially enjoyed the fucking from Omar, the boy with the massive cock who had fucked me so well.

"He's been in the troup for four years now, since he was eighteen, and his cock and his skills are one of the main reasons I get them to come back so often. He fucked me twice and I fucked him too. Did you get to taste his cum?"

Neither of us had.

"Then you missed a treat. He has the sweetest cum in the empire, and shit knows I've swallowed a lot over the years. If he was a slave I'd try to buy him for the estate, but all of them are freedmen. And they make very good livings by doing what they do."

"And get all the sex they want," I said.

Two hours later a slave came in to say the soldiers had arrived and were being fed. It was time to leave.

Ali came out with us gave us each a present. For me a gold clasp for my tunic, for Edem a large gold stud for his ear. He kissed us both, wished us a safe journey and said he would see us in the palace. We were provided with mounts to ride which could then be housed in the palace stables until his next visit.

We were off.