Hamsa of Tangier 8
Before breakfast Tariq got up to go to work, but not before he had energetically and noisily filled my ever-open boy cunt with another load of his cum. After he had left I wrapped myself in a soft blanket and enjoyed the afterglow and pleasure of a well filled juicy arse.
Eventually a slave arrived to call Edem and me to eat. No sex this time, though looking at his gleaming body, I wouldn't have minded. He smiled and said there was hot water and sponges in the bathing area.
When I went through, Edem was already there. He grinned at me like any boy in the morning after a night of being well fucked.
"Shit Hamsa, Tariq fucked me three times last night. His cock never goes down! You know it's been a good night when you wake up with a sore arse."
"Yeah," I replied, "and he fucked me twice as well."
"Maybe we should take him back to the palace."
"Edem, we get fucked all the time already. Amazing as he is, we don't need him. And anyway, I think he might be missed."
"Yeah, you're right," said Edem, laughing. "we'd better make the most of him while we're here."
"Amen to that brother," I replied and we high fived.
We made our way back to the dining room and found that breakfast was being served in the courtyard outside. To our astonishment and great pleasure, we saw Mut was there. He got up with a big grin on his face and cum on his chin.
"Ali invited me to eat breakfast with you," said Mut.
"Yes," I said laughing, "and I can see what he has been feeding you." I went over and kissed him before licking up the cum on his chin. Edem kissed him too.
"Still putting your mouth to good use, Mut?"
"Yep, with Ali's just now, that's eight today. It's been a good morning. Can I suck you two off as well?"
As Ali laughed, Edem and I pulled up our skirts and Mut got down in front of us. First he sucked Edem, deep throating his massively thick cock with practiced ease. I squatted down beside them and watched in admiration. Edem's huge cock disappeared down Mut's throat as if it were just a pencil. I thought I was good, but where cock sucking was concerned, Mut was the true master. He had Edem groaning in five minutes, and in less than ten, Edem was feeding him his ninth load of cum that morning. He was still swallowing when he turned to me. It was like pushing your cock into a soft, smooth, warm pudding. It was unbelievably soft yet still firm. No one ever sucked my cock so delicately and yet with such urgency like him. His passionate love of cum radiated from him. He was absolutely concentrating on the cock in his mouth. It was the intensity he put into sucking a cock that was what set him apart, how can you describe a caress that was also intense? He was staring up into my face with a look of desperate hunger in his eyes. I lasted less time than Edem before feeding him load number ten. I practically fell over backwards after I came, Edem reached out to steady me.
Ali said, "Now you know why Mut is such a popular and important member of our little community here! Isn't that right Mut? With Mut's mouth and Tariq's ever-hard cock, everybody in the house is kept happy. Hamsa, I might have something for you too." I went over to Ali who showed me his half hard cock. He motioned me to get astride him and as soon as I sat down, relaxing my arse as I did so, he pushed his cock inside. For half a minute we stared at each other grinning. Then I felt it, a quick burst of warmth deep inside my cunt. He was pissing inside my arse. I could feel the pressure building up. It was a double pleasure. There is the simple physical pleasure of feeling your arse being incredibly full, and there is the mental turn on of knowing your body is being turned into a urinal. He pissed for over a minute until I thought I couldn't stand it. We were frantically kissing, and then as he pulled his cock out of my arse, a huge explosion of piss fountained out, it covered Ali's lower body and drenched two of the slaves who were standing behind me. Mut dived forward to drink what he could. It must have been a heady mix, Tariq's two cum loads together with Ali's piss. He hungrily clamped his mouth to my arse and greedily drank up everything that came out, piss and cum together. I was desperate to cum again and arched my back wanking furiously, Ali leaned forward and took the head of my cock in his mouth just in time to get it filled with my cum. Not a big load because I had only cum a little while before, but cum is cum, big load or little. Ali didn't complain and just swallowed it down with a big grin. There was a lot of grinning and smiling in Ali's house.
It was 10 o'clock and I was already fucking shattered. I slowly got off Ali's lap and laid back on the cushions on the floor, breathing hard.
"Heavens," said Ali, "don't tell me that Hamsa of Tangier, famous across the province as its biggest cum dump and fuck toy, is finally satisfied!" A laugh went up around us, and I opened one eye and grinned sheepishly.
"Give me a minute," I said. "Today I've been fucked twice, sucked off twice and my cunt has been filled with a pitcher of piss! Give a boy a break for fucks sake."
There was more laughter. "Well, you'd better have something to eat to build up your strength for what you will have to do today. That cunt of yours is going to get a lot more action in the next few hours."
The usual trolleys were brought in, bread warm from the oven, fresh butter, cheese and fruit with steaming coffee, served on delicate pottery from the Imperial factories in Istanbul. There was enough for everybody and we set to. I was starving. Being a slut is exhausting even if you are only seventeen.
When everyone had eaten, Ali turned to us. "I have to tour part of the estate today, I try to do it at least twice a week. If you would like you can join us, and you will meet some old friends. The main work of the estate is the production of wool. We grow angora sheep and produce the finest wool in the empire, the Sultan himself is dressed in clothes made from the wool of our sheep. They are the source of our wealth. We spin and weave, we dye and design clothes. We export to the far north where it is cold and dark, along the silk road to China where our agents sell our wool and clothes in the markets of Baghdad, Merv, Samarkand, Beijing, Hangzhou and Chengdu. My merchants trade in porcelain and silk, jade and gold. This is where I live most of the time, but I also have estates in Al Garve and along the coast east of Tangier, and of course there is the old family palace in Istanbul itself. Welcome to my little kingdom were I am more safe from jealous eyes than in the Empire's capitals. Here we can do as we like. This estate is my harem, two hundred men and boys working together and dedicated to the giving and receiving of pleasure." He turned to a particularly tall and beautiful boy near him. He was striking because of his blond hair and blue eyes, I had been looking at him.
"Is that not so, Stigand?" The boy leaned over and kissed Ali, then his hand wandered down Ali's chest, and lifting his skirt, he played with his hard cock before breaking the kiss to lean down and suck it. The boy was an expert, like everyone, it seemed, on the estate. Ali groaned as the boy expertly deep-throated the long cock. Ali gently lifted his head up and kissed him again. "Here we suck and we fuck as much as we wish. Some of us choose a special partner to whom we are faithful, and that is respected. But most of us fuck with whom we want." Stigand was standing by Ali, holding his pale thick cock in his hands, and smiling at us and at Ali who leaned over and lovingly sucked his cock in return. The boy moaned. It was clear that he was almost ready to cum, he rested his hand gently on Ali's neck encouraging him to continue. Then his whole body convulsed as he came in Ali's mouth. Ali was obviously expecting this, because he had only the cock head in his mouth so he could taste all of it. After a few seconds of recovery, the boy bent down to kiss Ali again. He may have had an after taste of his own cum, but I had seen Ali swallowing his load as soon as he had finished cumming.
Ali let the softened but still bloated cock slip from his mouth and greedily licked his lips.
"OK boys, let's introduce you to the estate and maybe you can meet a few of your old friends and make a few new ones!"
When we got outside, we saw that horses were ready for us.
We rode for about half an hour. I hadn't ridden often and held on tight. But we travelled at a leisurely pace and soon I felt more able to relax and enjoy the estate. We were all in our skimpy costumes and I was glad of the velvet covered saddles. Ali pointed out various things to see and then stopped at a small camp of his slaves who greeted him warmly, he kissed each of them in turn before sitting down to enjoy coffee with them. I could understand why he enjoyed living here rather than in the grand surroundings and fevered politics of the capital. Here he was free from politics and intrigue. Here he could be himself and that is worth almost anything. I saw one of the shepherds, a few years older than Edem or I, looking at us, and as soon as he had got our attention, he leaned back and began playing with his cock. He was cute and gave us a gap-toothed smile, and then looked down at the hard dark cock that was sticking up and out from under his short skirt. I was mesmerized, and when Ali realized where I was looking, he grinned broadly.
"Hamsa, I think you have an admirer. It would BE very rude not to accept his invitation I think." He raised his eyebrows speculatively. I immediately got up and WENT over to the young slave who held his hard cock up, and I stood astride him before squatting down and letting it slide into my arse. I leaned forward and kissed him while riding his cock. It wasn't huge, but it was very hard and, most importantly, it was in my arse. Ali looked on approvingly, and when I glanced over, I could see Edem sucking off another of the shepherds. The young shepherd who was fucking me soon got tired of being passive, and pushed me over onto my back so he could really ram his cock home. His head was thrown back as he concentrated on fucking my cunt with all the force he could manage. I looked up at his handsome face and even found his gap-toothed grin a serious turn on, his muscular shoulders were deeply tanned from working outside.
Sex was on everyone's mind by this stage, and Ali was fucking one of his slaves while another fucked him at the same time. Edem was sucking off a different shepherd, I assumed he had already swallowed one load of spunk and was working on his second. The young shepherd who was fucking me went over to short rapid fucks. He was nearing his climax. I tightened up my arse to give him maximum pleasure and was rewarded by a loud groan from him and telltale pulses along his cock as he filled my grateful cunt with his cum. He was frantically kissing me as he came, and then flopped down beside me. I sat up and looked down at him; he reached up to pull me into a soft kiss.
"You have a great arse," he whispered.
"And you're a very good fucker, thank you," I said sincerely.
Another burly older slave had come over to us. He had his cock in his hand, it was thicker and far longer than his young companion's. He looked at me questioningly with a rather ugly face, but he had a beautiful muscular body and a great cock, and I could have beautiful people to fuck my arse any time. He wasn't good-looking but he was rugged and hard. I got him to lie down and then sat on his cock. My arse was slimy with cum of course, and even though his cock was quite big, it slid in with hardly any friction. I loved it and leaned down to kiss him while I took his cock deep. This was seen as an invitation by another slave who knelt down behind me and tried to double fuck me. I relaxed as much as I could, not knowing how big his cock was. It was enough though, and I felt my arse stretched wide as both cocks slid home in the warm cum filled tunnel deep inside.
The second slave whispered in my ear, "Ali told us he had watched you being gang banged with two cocks in your arse, and we thought we would give you the same treatment here. Are you happy slut boy? Is your arse full enough now? When I'm finished, the rest of us are going to double dick you. Your cunt will be swimming in good country boy spunk. I bet you like your cunt full don't you boy? Does the Bey fuck you this good?"
He was obviously turned on by his own dirty talk, and I sure as shit was. I begged him to fuck me hard. I told them to open me up real good. I told them I needed their cum deep inside. And they did what I asked. They double dicked me for the next twenty minutes. I begged them not to stop, I wanted their cocks in my cunt all day, but of course that didn't happen. The slave on top was still whispering in my ear when he suddenly froze and I could feel his cock spasming in my ass as he pumped out his cum. His orgasm triggered his mate's who added heavily to the swimming pool of sperm already there. When these two had dropped away, two more took their place. Three more times I was double fucked. At the end I collapsed on my back with a happy, loose, sloppy arse and a very big grin on my face. I looked up and saw Ali standing by me.
He knelt down and ran his hand gently down between my legs and fingered my arse, then brought his cum-covered fingers to his mouth. The next time he fingered my arse I felt two then three, and after a moment's hesitation, four fingers slip inside. I was so relaxed that there was no pain. I suddenly remembered Edem's story of people being fist-fucked in the brothel. Is that what Ali was going to do? As he squatted down beside me, his long thick cock was hanging over my face, and I stretched up and gently sucked his big nob. I heard him chuckle, and just as I had hoped, he let rip with a heavy stream of piss down into my mouth. I struggled to swallow it all but a lot ran down the sides of my face and across my chest. He was still playing with my arse when I felt more piss splashing on me. I opened my eyes and could see Edem standing above us pissing into Ali's wide open mouth. Good old reliable Edem! Always there with a full bladder and cum-filled balls when you needed him. This went on for another couple of minutes, Edem had a big bladder. But there was no chance that Ali and I were going to be left thirsty. One after another, the other slaves came over to empty their bladders over and in us. We were completely soaked. Ali's silk tunic was dark with piss and clinging wetly to his beautiful body.
He was grinning broadly as he looked down at me. "Glad you came to visit, Hamsa?"
"Oh yes Ali! Is it like this every day?"
"Pretty much," replied Ali softly. He turned to the bunch of slaves still standing around us, one of whom still had a very hard cock sticking up from his groin. Hadn't he cum already, or was he just super horny? As soon as Ali saw it, he motioned the slave to come over, and immediately took the cock deep into his throat. The boy lasted all of three minutes before he was panting and jerking, and with one final groan when his cock head was just inside Ali's mouth not down his throat (I'm sure Ali had trained them all), he filled his masters mouth with cum. He staggered back after he had cum with a look of triumph on his young face, as well he might.
Ali looked down at me, then with his lips closed, he bent down to kiss me. The moment he opened his mouth, the rich, thick, warm cum of the slave slid into my mouth. We swapped it back and forth until it was all swallowed. We kissed each other for a few more minutes, before Ali stood up pulling me up beside him.
"Life is beautiful boys," he said to no one in particular. There was a round of cheers and clapping. "OK sluts, back to work!"
I thought Ali would have changed out of his sopping wet tunic, but he was content to ride on as the piss slowly dried. I did the same. We got back on our horses and continued the tour. Edem, who was riding beside me, leaned over.
"You smell like a urinal!"
"Is that good?" I asked knowing full well what his answer was going to be.
"Hell, yes." he replied.
After another hour looking at the flocks and meeting more of Ali's slaves (no more sex at this stage though), we arrived at a slave hostel. Ali explained that the main slave quarters were by the main house, but that there were other smaller bunk houses around the estate for slaves who were working out over night. There seemed very little need for security here. Life on the estate was better than life outside. Ali's slaves were far better off than their local free compatriots. And they were gay.
Ali's enormous wealth ensured that everyone lived well as his slaves. He told me that boys and men came to him asking if there were room for them on the estate too.
"I rarely turn anyone away, so long as they're gay of course," Ali added with a chuckle.
As we arrived at the bunkhouse, a shout went up and several slaves came out, while several more came in from the gardens around. First they kissed his hand then they warmly embraced him. When I had first met Ali in the Pit I had just lusted after him, and I still did, he was a fantastic fuck, and pissed a waterfall, but I also thought he was probably just another spoiled rich boy with a sense of entitlement. However the more I knew him the more impressed I became. He was the most capable man of business I ever knew. He dedicated much of his life to pleasure, but never at the expense of ensuring the good management of his life and the lives of those who depended on him.
The trip around the estate was business, with a serious intent, but that didn't stop the pleasure. He was openly groped by the near naked slaves, who almost passed him around so everyone got a turn to play with his now very hard and very long cock. They hadn't got much clothing to take off, so it didn't take long for Ali and all the slaves to get naked. We weren't left out, either. Three of the slaves came over to us and roughly pulled off our simple tunics with a lot of laughter. We were pretty willing participants of course, and neither of us resisted when two of the boys began kissing us while the third got down behind us and rimmed, first Edem, then me. I knew they were getting us ready to be fucked and that was just fine! Bring it on and the more the merrier. Forty slaves apparently lived in this bunk house, and apart from those on night duty, we would get to see, and I hoped, get fucked by all of them.
It was clear that this was what Ali hoped as well. When I glanced over I could see he was already being fucked and was bent over sucking another of his slaves cock. The tour was actually a travelling fuck fest, and he did it twice a week! This of course was on top of all the sex he got in the house, with occasional nights in the main bunk house, where, in the words of one of his slaves we had met in the pit, he 'took everyone on'. The rimming of mine and Edem's arses led in double quick time to us being fucked as well. This was the eighth time my arse had been opened up that day and it had been filled with ten loads of cum, with number eleven coming at any moment.
To be honest it wasn't the best fuck of my life, in fact it was clumsy and rough. He had a pretty big cock and moved it in awkward jerks around. He liked pulling it right out and slamming it back in. If my arse hadn't been so well trained by two years of relentless fucking and loose with ten loads of cum already, he could have done serious damage. For the first time ever during a fuck, I was hoping he would just cum, and a better lover be given a chance. He was a rough fuck, only interested in his own pleasure. Normally I would have been happy with that, I enjoyed being 'taken', and to an extent, being used. But this was kind of a mean fuck; it wasn't just that he wasn't uninterested in how I was feeling, he was enjoying the notion that he was hurting me. Well, it ended soon enough, and as his softened cock slid out of my arse, I just walked away from him without looking back. Men like that aren't worth your attention.
By this time there were about thirty slaves gathered around, mostly around Ali who I could see was being fucked by someone else while a second slave was sucking him off. A couple of young slaves not much older than us were standing by the entrance to the bunkhouse and they beckoned us over, Edem and I followed them inside. It was pretty dim and warm, and there was a heavy smell of man sweat and piss. We could see a urinal trough along one wall, and it was where the scent of piss was coming from. I naturally wandered over to it. One of the field slaves followed me.
"You like piss too, Hamsa?"
"I love it," I said.
"We do too. Sometimes in the evenings, after work, this place becomes a very busy area," he whispered, as he fingered my wet sloppy arse with one, then two, and finally three thick work-hardened fingers. "Your arse is so wet and loose and full of cum, I love it." To prove it he brought his cum slick fingers to his mouth and sucked them appreciatively, when he did the same again, he offered his slimy fingers to me for a taste, flashing a broad smile as he did so. " I love a cunt full of cum," and to prove it he quickly got down behind me,, and clamping his mouth firmly on my hole, sucked hard. I relaxed, and I could hear him groan as a gush of cum came out into his mouth.
He stood up behind me, and pulling me close with his muscular arms so that I was leaning back on his hard chest, he whispered in my ear, "I want to fuck this arse so badly," he said, "and I know most of us will want to as well. The word is that you're the Bey's fuck boy and that everyone in the palace gets to fuck your cunt. Is that true?"
"Well, not everyone. At least not all the time," I added with a chuckle, "but my cunt is pretty popular. I want you to fuck me too."
"Ali told us that you and Edem were coming and who We were. We were expecting some stuck up little buggers who wouldn't want to mix with a load of field slaves."
"But Mut and the others must have told you we aren't like that. We want to be fucked and to fuck anyone who is hot, and who's nice. Nice is important."
"Yes, Mut told us about you, but Mut likes everyone, and he never talks badly about people. Some of the friends Ali brings here, they look at us alright but they would no more be fucked by a field slave than they'd get fucked by their horse. Mind you, some of them look as if they needed a good horse dick up them." I could hear the smirk in his voice.
I thought of my beloved Aksil; I may not have a horse to fuck me but I had the next best thing. "Mut told us there are over two hundred people on the estate. You pass the word around that our cunts are open to everyone, any time, anywhere."
As I was saying this I could feel his cock at the entrance to my arse, and then the glorious slide deep inside. I said to myself again, I was born for this. I was born to be fucked. I was born to be fucked long and hard and deep. My cunt was there to be filled with as much cum as I could get in there. Shit how I loved my life. I didn't really know if his cock was big, the only important thing was whether it felt good, and his cock felt really good.
"You sure have a good hole Hamsa. Warm and tight and full of slime. I love it. I'm going to take my time."
"Take all the time you want. Fuck me good, that's all I ask." Edem came and stood in front of me. He pulled up his short tunic, and taking his cock in his hand and pointing it upwards, he let go of a huge fountain of piss, from my chin to my feet. I quickly bent over and took the pissing cock in my mouth and drank all I could get. After a minute, Edem pulled away and began pissing on the slave who was fucking me. It was obviously a turn-on for him, because I could feel his fucking speeding up, and while he was still being pissed on, he came, jerking hard and noisily in my cunt. By this time a few other slaves who must have seen us come in, also joined us. They had been urging the slave fucking me to fuck me harder, to open me up for the rest of them. What a joke! As if my arse ever needed 'opening up' for a fucking. When the slave had cum in my cunt, it wasn't actually one of Ali's slaves who took his place, it was Edem. Good sweet Edem. I loved the feel of his incredibly thick cock sliding in through the cum the last slave had left behind. Two other slaves came and stood in front of us. The pissing resumed. A steady flow (pun intended) pissed over us and when they had finished, they took there place in the arse of one or the other. After about half an hour, I was on to my fifth cock when Ali came into the bunk house.
At that moment I was being given a particularly hard fuck, and I was whimpering with the pleasure and the pain of it. When the slave had cum in my arse, he backed away; I think he thought that Ali would want to fuck me now. Ali did come round to the back of me, not neglecting to kiss me as he passed.
"I wondered where you had gone, but one of the boys said he had seen you coming in here." I didn't know it, but my sexual education was about to be expanded a whole lot more; expanded being the operative word. When Ali was behind me, he briefly squatted down to rim my arse and suck up some of the cum that was running out. Then I could feel him pushing two fingers inside and turning them around.
"I think it's time to find out just how much your arse can take Hamsa." He continued to finger my arse, then I realized that he had four fingers inside. It felt incredible and I relaxed completely to allow him to play with my arse as much as he liked. It seemed that more than just his fingers were going in my arse. My arse was being stretched more than it had ever been stretched. Even Aksil's cock didn't feel like this. Suddenly the pressure on my arse got much less, and the pressure inside my cunt got much more, as his fist went into my arse which then closed around his wrist. I realized that Ali had pushed his whole hand inside. The feeling was extraordinary. Apart from the feeling of my arse being completely filled in a way it had never been filled before, there was the other mental reaction of knowing I was powerless, that I was being manipulated and taken and controlled in a way which was unique. All the techniques I had learned to control a normal fuck, which put me in charge, were useless. The fist was in charge and all I could do was glory in the feeling. Ali fisted my arse for ten minutes with just his hand inside my hole, gently pushing in and out like a gigantic cock. Then I felt him pushing deeper. But this was painful and I tensed up and pulled away. Ali immediately realised and pulled back too. I was playing with my cock, wanking hard while Ali was still inside me and Edem, who was squatting next to us watching, worked his way in front of me and took my cock into his mouth and down his throat. I was already almost ready to cum, teetering on the edge. Slowly at first I began to fuck myself on Ali's fist. It was the ultimate fucking experience. I knew then that this wasn't going to be the last time I would have a fist in my arse.
With Ali's fist in my arse and Edem's mouth on my cock, I was more than ready to cum, and what finally pushed me over the edge, was a heavy stream of piss directed over my cock and Edem's face. For a second he pulled off my cock to swallow the piss directly, but then went back to sucking hard. I came in his mouth in three big spurts. He swallowed greedily.
I felt Ali's fist slowly leaving my arse and I gasped as the widest part of his hand stretched it to the limit. Still playing with the entrance, he pulled my face round and shoved his cock inside my mouth, just in time to fill it with his cum.
When I had finished swallowing, Ali and Edem helped me to my feet, and supported me until I felt the strength returning to my legs. I now knew what Ali meant when he told me I'd need to eat a good breakfast to give me strength for the rest of the day, and we were only half way through it.