Hamsa of Tangier 9
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With Ali and Edem on either side of me I left the gloom of the bunkhouse and into the brilliant afternoon sunshine outside, I blinked in the dazzling light. I was feeling very proud of myself. I'd got fucked, I'd drunk piss and cum, and now I had been fisted. My arse felt loose and sloppy, and it still had the feeling of Ali's fist expanding it in a way I had never thought possible. I had to have that experience again and soon! As it happened I got it the same day.
The slaves had cleared up our stuff and had loaded it onto the pack horses. My horse was ready with a soft towel over the velvet saddle.
"Knowing what's been in your arse," said Ali, "I don't want the saddle covered in piss and cum."
Just before I got on, one of the slaves came over to me with a jug in his hand. It was a simple pottery jug that was obviously part of their bunkhouse equipment. It was quite large. "A couple of us prepared this for you, drink it with our good wishes." He stood back with a knowing look on his face; he was up to something.
I thought it might be some of the fermented yogurt I had already drunk on the estate, but as soon as I brought it to my lips the unmistakable smell of piss overwhelmed me. I drank eagerly, it was warm and fresh from the cock, and delicious. But there was a lot, and I handed it to Edem, he took two huge gulps before handing it to Ali who finished the rest. Ali kissed the boy who had brought the jug and I could see from the piss that bubbled out from between their lips that Ali was sharing the juice with the boy who had produced it. After they had finished, Ali kissed the top of the boy's head, and we headed off.
A couple of the slaves from the bunkhouse came with us on spare horses, and Ali was back in estate owner mode, discussing with them all aspects of their work. Ali had put on his loose very piss-wet and cum-stained silk tunic but Edem and I decided just to stay naked and let the warm sun play on our bodies. The piss and cum on our skin and in our hair quickly dried. I was at peace with the world. Edem, I could see was giving me sly sidelong glances; it wasn't difficult to know what was on his mind, if Ali could fist my arse, so could he. I pretended not to see anything but I couldn't stop the grin on my face. One of the slaves kept passing water around to us all. We needed to be kept hydrated of course, but with all the piss I had been drinking, it wasn't really necessary. Still water drunk now, I reminded myself, is the piss of the future. And sure enough, after about an hour, one of the slaves rode up to Ali and had a quiet word with him. We halted and he and Ali got off their horses. The slave pulled up his short skirt and Ali knelt down in front of him and began gently to suck and tongue his long limber cock. Immediately the slave began pissing and Ali drank it all down. The boy pissed for over a minute and Ali didn't miss a drop. As soon as he finished, the slave pulled Ali to his feet and they locked mouths, once again I could see piss being shared as it dribbled down their chins.
I suppose we must have ridden for about another half hour, but with no more piss stops, before we came to the next bunkhouse. This was smaller, only about ten slaves stayed here, but we were greeted just as warmly as we had been in the last house. They surrounded Ali as he got off his horse and he greeted them each with a kiss and a hug. Like the other slaves, they wore very little, in most cases just the smallest of loin cloths, and with all of them Ali played with their cocks and they with his. Ali's insatiable quest for cock and cum was amazing and infectious. Man sex was what everything on the estate revolved around. Morning, noon and night, life on the estate was devoted to the worship of cock. Not that Edem or I were complaining! Ali lived to fuck and be fucked, to suck and be sucked, to piss on and to be pissed on.
I wanted to join in with everything, and yet again I could see that Ali was already fully engaged, and we had been there barely ten minutes. But they were expecting him obviously and didn't waste time waiting to be asked. One of this new bunch of slaves was already sucking his cock and within two minutes he was being fucked as well. I looked at Edem and we both burst out laughing before slipping off our horses and joining in. Far from being satisfied, I still wanted cock in my mouth and arse just as much as ever. The more sex you have the more you want, it's like an addiction. And I was addicted to cock and cum, and if there was any piss around, I wanted that in my mouth as well.
We were spotted immediately, and as we walked over to the group, several other slaves surrounded us and we were greeted as Ali had been. One of the slaves was as young as us and as cute as fuck. He had a nice semi hard cock sticking out of the side of his loin cloth, I had to have it in my mouth. He saw me staring down at it, and with a big gap toothed grin, he lifted it up so I could see it better as it rapidly hardened. I bent over and sucked it greedily, hoping my upturned slimy arse would be seen for the invitation it was. I wasn't disappointed, someone, without any ceremony, just pushed his cock inside. No preliminaries, no gentle probing, just one shove in to the full length of his cock. I could feel his groin pressed against my arse. I suppose he could see that it was already open and well used so there wouldn't be any resistance, and of course he was right. The cum and piss still inside was a natural lube, and his cock slid into the sweet slime in a soft blissful glide. I thanked the gods every day for giving me an arse and mouth like mine, and the cocks and cum and piss to keep them open and constantly filled. I gave myself over to the pleasure of the fucking in my arse and mouth. The fucker in my arse was especially good. I suppose I had just assumed he would be another horny field slave out for a quick screw, just like some of the others in the last bunk house. There were field slaves like that all over the empire, with hard, work trained bodies, rough hands and thick peasant cocks, but of course I was always forgetting that these men all worked for Ali. They were slaves to cock just as much as we were. The bunk house was their daily playground. All of them loved male bodies, all of them loved cock and cum just as much as we did. All of them loved plowing a man arse and having their arses fucked hard just like us, and they did it everyday (just like us).
I could see Edem getting behind the arse of the slave I was sucking off, and the ease with which the slave took his massively thick cock proved just how experienced he was. I was sure he got fucked every day, probably many times, taking a big cock was the easiest thing in the world. I watched his expression of bliss as Edem opened him up.
He moaned, and a look of joy transformed his handsome face. He bent slightly, pushing his arse back hard to meet Edem's hard banging cock. His body shook each time Edem slammed into him, and each time, his cock was forced down my throat. As I was sucking the boy, another of the slaves was paying attention to me. Great! I was determined to get the cock of this other slave in my mouth too. I beckoned him over, he gave me a big grin and took his cock in his hand and waved it at me. He wanted me to suck his cock just as much as I wanted to do it. It was a nice cock, not huge, just a perfect size for sucking and, more important than anything, rock hard. When I managed to get it in my mouth along side his mate's, it was like sucking slimy warm marble. I was almost tempted to change round so I could get it in my arse rather that my mouth, but with the cocks of two slaves in my mouth, that would just have to wait.
Right on! It felt way too good not to go with the flow and let them carry on. This second cock was quite long, longer by a couple of finger widths than the cock I was already sucking, and he had a gloriously big head for me to slobber over. And slobber I did, I sucked, and loved, and worked and teased those two cock heads with all my (considerable) skill. These living, throbbing works of art had my rapt attention. I wanted these babies to spit their love juice just as soon as I could make them.
Three cocks and they were all for me. My fucker was wasting no time. He had grabbed my hips and was shoving hard and fast. Slam, slam, slam. Shit, I loved being held down and slam-fucked. I wanted it to go on all day. And I could see another slave to the side watching and wanking and waiting his turn.
I realized I was getting noisy. "Oh yeah, fuck that arse! Shove that cock home fucker." All this between sucking on the two cocks in my mouth, desperately wanting their loads of cum flooding over my tongue. Oh shit I loved this place and I loved my life.
Edem was having a similar effect on the slave he was fucking and I was sucking off. I could hear them grunting, and the slave who was being fucked whining. He was obviously just about to come, and I could feel my excitement rising, anticipating his cum in my mouth. I reached and gently massaged his balls. Seconds later he was there. Three good slugs of warm rich sperm. Oh, I lived for these moments, that second when the first cum blast hits the roof of your mouth. I would NEVER EVER get enough cum to swallow. It's the stuff of life, the very milk of paradise. Give me more. And more I got, the other slave in my mouth, the one with the big nob, rewarded my efforts and patience with another load of salty sweet man cream. I groaned in pleasure. I wanted to cum myself, but just managed to stop myself. I was feeling super horny and wanted that feeling to last. I hadn't forgotten the other slave wanting his turn. The boy in my arse, probably turned on by the noise I was making and the actions of his fellow slaves, added his cum to the pool of man slime already there. Would the forth slave want my mouth or arse? He wanted my mouth. I guess he was seriously horned up, because almost as soon as I got my lips around his juicy wet helmet, he came, a mini volcano going off in my mouth. Oh sweet god of cum, thank you, thank you. One by one the slaves backed away looking satisfied, and by the grins on their faces, well pleased with life.
My back was stiff from bending over and my arse was loose, happy, and very wet. Edem pulled me into a deep warm kiss then slowly turned me round, he pushed me over so my arse was sticking out and he lovingly and gently licked my boy cunt, and as I relaxed, sucked up the gush of cum that flooded out. He went on sucking and loving until he was sure that he had gotten everything. Then he playfully slapped my arse and I stood up and faced him. We grinned at each other and high-fived.
Ali came and stood next to us. "Well, well, my two cum covered boys." First he cleaned up Edem's face then licked the cum off mine. He was soaked, all down his front, his wet hair was plastered to his head with piss and his mouth tasted like a urinal, he reeked of cum and piss. No problem guessing what he had just been doing. It reminded me that it had been hours since I had any piss to drink. Ali laughed as I tried to suck some from his tunic. He put his hands on my shoulders and gently encouraged me to kneel in front of him. I took his long soft cock and I gently played with its warm red nob with my tongue. In a moment, a strong flow of piss filled my mouth, it was hard to keep up with it, and soon impossible because Edem and another slave joined in. I was gulping piss as fast as I could, but still it cascaded out of my mouth, over my face and head, down my bare chest soaking my stiff, aching cock. I daren't touch it, if I did I knew I would cum instantly. Edem could see my dilemma, and as soon as his stream stopped, he bent over and sucked my wet cock as the others continued to piss over us, finally greedily swallowing the cum load I gave him.
Edem stood up and gave me a hand to stand up next to him, before pulling me into a sloppy, piss and cum-loaded kiss.
He licked my right ear. "Hey slut. Feeling good?"
"What do you think, fucker? I think I've died and gone to heaven!"
"Hamsa, we went to heaven when we met the Bey. Everything started then. He rescued me from the brothel and you from the slave market. Since then, we've been fed, clothed, housed, and fucked completely stupid morning to night. We've wallowed in cum and piss. We are the luckiest sluts alive, and it ain't finished yet baba. It ain't finished yet."
He was right, of course, we were natural born whores. It was what we were born for. We revelled in it. It was what our arses and cocks and mouths were made for. When I broke away from Edem, I saw Ali looking at us and grinning.
"Two happy whores! That's what this place is all about boys. Are you ready to go on? We should be back home before evening. These boys have work to do here and we should let them get on." He turned away and said goodbye to each of the slaves in turn. He hugged and kissed each of them before being helped on to his horse. We followed, this time though putting on loose travelling cloaks for protection against the cooler evening air. We travelled at a gentle pace back towards the main house, an hour's journey away. One of the slaves played on a lyre while others sang. It was a happy well-fucked party that arrived at Ali's summer palace. Light streamed out of the main doors and ground floor windows, slaves were waiting for us and our horses taken away to the stables. We followed Ali up the steps and inside. His head of household greeted him, first with a kiss on his hand and then one to his cheek.
"The tumblers from Marrakesh have arrived. I've put them in the west wing of the slaves' quarters. I think you'll be pleased when you see them!" He added with a dirty smirk. "There are twelve of them, two more than planned. But I thought you would be happy with that. And there are messengers from His Highness, and they have brought someone who I think young Hamsa will be pleased to see."
I looked up in surprise. And there to my astonishment was Aksil! "Aksil!" I shouted and ran over to him giving him a huge hug. He lifted me up and swung me round. "They didn't tell me you were coming. Oh I have missed you." I burst into tears. Aksil stared at me, and I saw such love in his eyes.
"I've missed you too baby. I've missed your boy cunt, I've missed your mouth and your smile, but most of all, I've missed your love." He kissed my face licking away the tears. "The palace has seemed empty without you. His Highness was sending messengers and he asked me if I would like to come too. So here I am."
"Here you are," I said, and kissed him back passionately, wondering if he could taste the cum and piss. It would only be what he would have expected. I could feel his wonderful, ever-hard cock, pressing against my stomach. I was going to get fucked by that before the hour was out, and I couldn't wait.
"This is an excellent surprise, Aksil." said Ali, "Hamsa I know has been pining for you, even though he has done his best to hide it." He added with a sly grin, "Now you can renew your relationship and I dare say you can make new relationships with a few other arses here, just as you've done in the palace, including mine," he added with a wink. "Hamsa and Edem return with His Highness's messengers in two days time. I'm throwing a feast tonight for the household here. We shall now have twenty more guests to join in with the fun."
With that, we were free to go to our rooms. I took Aksil by the hand and led him back to where I had been staying.
A cool evening breeze gently moved the thin silk curtains, and the soft late afternoon light cast shadows across the room. We lay on the wide cashmere covered bed and hugged and kissed. I was overwhelmed to see Aksil again and just wanted to drink in his beauty. This wonderful man was mine and I was his, and it didn't matter how many people fucked me or how many cocks I sucked off. And it was the same for him. We had a special bond; but all people in love feel that.
We made love slowly and softly, this wasn't one of the rough fucks I had been getting today from the field slaves. Of course, my arse was so loose that even Aksil's massive cock slid in with no resistance. My arse just opened up and swallowed him. I was on my back, my legs wrapped round his hard beautiful body and I think he was a little surprised by how little resistance he felt.
"Your arse is so soft and warm, it's smooth as butter. And loose! Shit, I know what you've been doing since you've been here." He chuckled and gave a hard shove just to let me know who was boss at that moment, I groaned in pleasure.
"I've been learning new tricks," I said. "Ali showed me my cunt is big enough to take more than just cock."
He looked at me quizzically, "Oh yes?"
"We had visited one of the bunk houses on the estate and I had been fucked and pissed in by a whole bunch of slaves and was feeling really loose and mellow, when Ali, who was behind me, started playing with my cunt which was fine by me." Aksil chuckled, "then I realised that he hadn't stopped. I was so loose that his hand slipped inside. The feeling was incredible!"
"Are you telling me, Hamsa, that my cock isn't big enough to satisfy you?" Again he pulled back until his cock came out of my cunt then slammed it back in as hard as he could. I was shoved back on the bed and came instantly. I came so hard the cum reached my chin. Aksil lazily licked it up from across my chest and then kissed me sharing my load. "I guess not!"
"No, I guess not," I agreed. Aksil started to screw me hard. What had begun as gentle love making now became a hard driving fuck to get him off as quickly as possible. I opened my legs as wide as I could, giving him open access to my boy cunt. I couldn't even clamp down, my muscles wouldn't work after I had just cum, he just fucked my hole and I lay there, luxuriating in the glorious feeling of being completely taken. At that moment my body was just a cunt for his cock. I closed my eyes and drifted into a kind of trance. Life could never be better than this. I guess because I couldn't clamp down, he lasted longer than usual, which was just fine by me. He fucked me hard for another fifteen minutes, varying the angle and the depth of his thrusts. I should think the whole house heard his shout as he finally filled my cunt with his cum. I felt it, warm and wet deep inside me. I relaxed back into the bed and closed my eyes with Aksil's cock still deep in my limp body. I wanted it there for ever, but of course before long it softened and slid out followed by a dribble of cum.
We slept like that for an hour before I woke up and realized I needed to piss. I slipped out of bed, being careful not to wake Aksil, and went into the bathing area next to our bedroom. A young slave was in there and was obviously about to take a piss himself in the marble urinal. He stepped back in surprise as I came in, rather embarrassed I think, to be caught like that. I didn't mind at all of course. I don't suppose he was more than about eighteen, tall and slim, and the long floppy cock he held in his hand was anything but the cock of a boy. This was a boy with a man's cock, I loved it and couldn't take my eyes off it. I wondered if he was standing there having just finished pissing, or standing there about to piss. No guesses as to which I hoped was the case! He saw me looking at his cock and I could see a slow smile begin to form on his cute face. He looked at me, then down at his long cock which looked as if it was beginning to fill out. The boy was up for some fun. (Stupid, this was Ali's house and everybody was up for some fun, all of the time.) It briefly crossed my mind to wonder how many times the boy had been fucked or had fucked some willing arse already that day. I licked my lips and went over to him, quickly looking in the drain; good, no piss as far as I could see. I knelt down in front of him and gently licked the end of his cock, not taking it into my mouth, just caressing it with my tongue, then sitting back and grinning up at him. He grinned back. He raised his eyebrows questioningly and I nodded back before leaning forward again, this time gently sucking his big nob. I was looking up into his eyes. I felt a quick burst of piss across my tongue and filling my mouth. He hesitated again and continued looking down at me to gage my reaction. I closed my eyes and suckled harder on his cock. Immediately he relaxed and the full force of his powerful piss stream flooded my mouth and I had to gulp hard and quickly so as not to miss a drop. He eased off and gently pushed my head away, then with his thumb still in my mouth and his cock two finger widths away from my lips, he started pissing again. He wanted to watch me swallow. I heard a hollow splashing noise as he filled my mouth, again and again, as I continued swallowing the golden juice. I guess he pissed for another two or three minutes before he ran dry, occasionally pissing over my face and hair. Immediately he pulled me up into a wet piss-flavoured kiss. He was eager to taste what was there still in my mouth so it was no surprise when he knelt down in front of me and the operation was repeated in reverse. He was no less a piss freak than me and swallowed everything I had to give. At one point, he pulled back and directed my stream over his face and hair, before going back to swallowing from the tap. When I ran dry, he quickly stood up and kissed me. His mouth was filled with my warm sweet piss and we shared it back and forth till we had swallowed it all down.
"That was good," he said, "I was told you were a piss lover and that that was one of the reasons Ali invited you down here; we know everything in the slaves' quarters." he added, "I hoped we might meet. I've loved piss since I was twelve. We have great parties in the slaves quarters here, and there's always some piss play. Sometimes Ali and some of the guards join us. You should come down."
This was music to my ears. "I would love to," I said with real feeling. I looked down and I could see the slave was playing with his cock which was rock hard. He smiled. I smiled back, went back down on my knees, and went back to work, I had swallowed his load of piss and now I wanted a load of his spunk. After ten minutes of very enjoyable work, where I was able to demonstrate my skills and bottomless throat, I got cum in glorious abundance. Four good slugs of boy batter filled my mouth. I held it in my mouth, working it with my tongue, savouring the spicy taste and wonderful sliminess. I opened my mouth wide to show him his cum before slowly swallowing it. I loved the feeling as it slid down my throat.
Another of the slaves came in as I was still on my knees with the end of the big-bladdered boy's cock still in my mouth. He paused and a big smile spread across his young face. He could see, obviously, the cum around my lips and our piss-wet hair. He came over to us, playing with his cock through the gauze-thin linen of his trousers. For answer, the first slave knelt down beside me and looked up at the newcomer who pulled out a thick floppy cock and offered it to me. As soon as the big head was in my mouth, he let loose with a fierce stream of piss. I swallowed hard, then he quickly swapped mouths and the other slave got the benefit. he kept swapping back and forth between us, sometimes bending down to kiss each of us and to taste his own piss. His cock rapidly hardened, but the piss stream didn't stop. This wasn't an accident, he had clearly tanked up before he came, my reputation really had gone before me. This time it was the other slave who got the mouthful of cum straight from the tap that followed the piss, but he shared it with me so I was well satisfied.
When the new slave regained control of himself, he looked down at us with a well satisfied expression on his cute face and closed the flap of his trousers. We stood up, exchanged soft piss and cum flavoured kisses (which are the best kinds), and said that Ali would like to invite us for dinner when we felt up to it.
"Ali has arranged entertainment for us all and I think we shall have a very enjoyable evening."
I smiled to myself, 'when we felt up to it indeed!' He had heard Aksil's shout obviously. I asked the slave if he could bring us some warm water, so that we could bathe before we went in, and he said that it had already been arranged. Of course it had. At that moment, Aksil came into the room, looking deliciously tousled from sleep and with his usual hardon. He looked at us all and rolled his eyes, he could see the cum on our faces and no doubt he could smell the piss too. The slaves looked at his cock with wide-eyed wonder and no doubt lust as well. It was the usual reaction of people seeing it for the first time.
"No need to ask what you sluts have been doing," Aksil said with a grin. And seeing where the slaves were looking, he took his cock in his right hand and wanked it lazily. "Like what you see? Wanna get fucked?" One of the slaves looked a bit dubious (that was also a reaction by many people when faced with the idea of that cock in their arses). But the other's face lit up. Immediately he turned round, bent over, and pulled his arse cheeks apart with his hands. I was standing to the side and could see how relaxed it was and the cum dribbling out. This boy, who was the slave who had just joined us, had obviously just been fucked, and judging by the amount of cum coming out of his cunt, by more than one cock. Aksil winked at me, walked over to the young slave, and when he had got into position, pushed his hard cock into the boy's cunt, more cum oozed out. Yes, this boy had certainly taken far more than one load of cum in his arse. There was very little resistance, this was one very experienced slave with one very experienced cunt. A look of bliss crossed his face as Aksil buried his cock balls deep. And the expression didn't change as Aksil pummelled the arse mercilessly. The boy was obviously good because he had Aksil groaning loudly after just five minutes. Aksil held onto his hips in a move with which I was very familiar and pulled the boy's arse back onto his cock. I knew just what the boy was feeling! He had done that so often to me. These were two experts putting their knowledge and skills to perfect use. Aksil looked at me and I went over and kissed him as he continued to fuck the arse in front of him. I felt the shudder go through his body as he came inside the boy. His body jerking uncontrollably as he filled the boy's cunt with yet another load of cum.
Three minutes later, two more boys wheeled in a bath of hot water while another came with warm soft towels and sponges. We went over to the shallow pool in the bathroom and were bathed in the hot water. The attention gave us both hardons of course, just as the gentle stimulation of the slaves had been designed to do. I saw an immediate opportunity for some serious cum eating. With Aksil and me and now five young household slaves, this was too good an opportunity to miss. I got down on my knees and looked up at everyone. The boy who Aksil had just fucked was the one who looked most ready to cum so I concentrated on him first. I was desperate to get his cum in my mouth and it must have showed. I deep throated his cock, I slavered over the head, I tried to produce as much saliva as I could to soak his cock in slime, I knew my cum hunger must be showing on my face, and I was staring at him pleading with my eyes for him to cum. It worked, after five minutes of frantic effort, he came, a gush of hot spunk flooded my mouth as he pumped it out, I groaned in pleasure, I swished the glorious liquid around in my mouth. I was reluctant, as usual, to swallow it, I wanted it in my mouth for as long as possible, so as soon as he had finished cumming, I went on to his mate's cock, and when he came, I kept his cum in my mouth too. I opened my mouth wide so they could all see the pool of spunk inside, slave three and four followed soon after. My cheeks were bulging with their combined loads. Aksil was wanking with the rest, and seeing all their accumulated cum in my mouth, he bent down and kissed me sharing it back and forth. After a few minutes of this he stood back up and with a quick jerk of his whole body, added his own cum to the pool. It wasn't a big load, he had only cum twenty minutes before, but it was his, so special, and I swallowed it all down. Of course I followed soon after, and Aksil again leaned over and lovingly sucked the cum from my fingers. As I watched, I could see him swallowing it.
I heard a gentle splashing noise behind me, and turning, I saw one of the slaves was pissing into a glass. When he had finished, he handed it to one of the other slaves who had brought the hot water. He, in turn, pissed for half a minute, filling the remainder of the glass. Looking at me with a dirty smirk, he took a big gulp then again went back to pissing, and when he had finished, he passed the glass to me. I held it lovingly in my hand, staring at the warm pale golden brew, desperately wanting to drink it but also wanting to prolong the agony of anticipation, savouring the moment. I brought it slowly to my lips and began to sip. But it was too much, I intended to sip it slowly but actually just tipped it up and gulped the urine back as fast as I could. That got a laugh and a round of applause. I thought about rinsing out my mouth but realized that Ali would appreciate kissing a mouth that tasted of piss.
And so we set off; dinner and the acrobats awaited.