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Arabian Bromance Ch. 01

by bjmichaels on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I have never been a true believer... to me, it seems the rich and powerful use religion to keep the masses of people under control... there is too much hypocrisy in every religion... the true believers seem to have their own agenda regardless of their God's teachings. Take Islam, for example, homosexuality is strictly forbidden and condemned, yet I saw and...

Arabian Bromance Ch. 02

by bjmichaels on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I was forced to confront my masculinity laying back in a bathtub full of lilac-scented bubbles...my previous experiences with girls and young women flashing before my eyes as my olfactory senses were assaulted with the feminine aroma of my second-ever bubble bath, and the images of a man's hard penis seared into my hands, mouth and mind. My entire belief sy...

Arabian Nightmare Ch. 01

by bjmichaels on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I had two reasons to celebrate: it was my 21st birthday and I was finally leaving hell-on-earth—Saudi Arabia. I was in the customs line at the airport and couldn't wait to get on the airplane. The past year meant nothing to me except now I could go home and afford to put myself through college. One year of hard work and solitude; I drove a road-grader 10-12...

Arabian Nightmare Ch. 02

by bjmichaels on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

WARNING: This series depicts acts of cruelty and non-consensual sex. "GUARD-GUARD-PLEASE-PLEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ...." Oka pulled me onto his cot. I tried to fight but he was too strong. He pushed me on my back then knelt between my legs. His powerful hands grabbed my ankles and pulled them apart and pushed them over my head. I felt cool air on my exposed...

Arabian Knights

by Pelaam on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

©Pelaam: February 2008. The Farris sailed cleanly through the azure ocean. A good wind was in her sails and the sky was a cloudless cerulean. From his vantage point on the ship, Afzal stood watching his baby brother. The younger man, as was his wont when not working, was reading. Afzal's smile became softer, reflecting the love he had for his younger siblin...

Arabian Nights Ch. 01

by ruetheben on Oct 22, 2019
Gay Male

(Please note: This chapter is technically two chapters combined into one to serve as an ample introduction, so it'll be lengthier and have less sexual content than future chapters.) ~ ~ ~ Coming to the gym early in the morning was the best decision we could have made for ourselves. Sure, it's much quieter and there are less people potentially minding our b...

Arabian Nights Ch. 04

by ruetheben on Nov 4, 2019
Gay Male

At first, we don't really know what to do. After weirdly deciding that we're going to "date," we sit there awkwardly for a bit, laughing in that silly, nervous way two kids do when they admit they have crushes on each other. It feels so childish, so juvenile -- but at the same time, I'm all about it. I just don't know what to do next. The only question in my...

Arabian Nights Ch. 03

by ruetheben on Nov 4, 2019
Gay Male

When I wake up, it's because I'm thrown from sleep. I sit straight up in my bed, feeling slightly out of breath as I wonder what that noise was. A crash? It sounded like glass shattering. I'm sure of it, because that sound is unmistakable. I glance at the clock on my nightstand and see that it's barely past five A.M. Has someone broken in? No. That's crazy....

Arabian Nights Ch. 02

by ruetheben on Nov 4, 2019
Gay Male

It's usually the same thing every time: after our workout, we'll hit the locker room, and Zane will head into the showers while I'll hang back to stretch. Zane will sing through a full song before he gets out of the shower, and by then, I will have stretched sufficiently. It's our unofficial routine. However, after thinking about him so intensely last night,...

Arabian Nights Ch. 05

by ruetheben on Dec 23, 2019
Gay Male

"Ow!" I wince, pulling away from him and hissing slightly. "*Jesus*." Zane just chuckles, holding himself behind me. "Since when are you Christian?" he teases. "Shut up," I grunt through gritted teeth, looking back at him. I'm bent over the bathroom sink, naked, with Zane using a pair of tweezers to pull a tick off of my ass -- a motherfucking *tick*. "Thi...