Presidential Privileges

By Nicholas Ryan

Published on Jul 20, 2005

Gay

DISCLAIMER: The writer in no way questions the actual sexuality of the individuals involved. Any situations and incidents are purely fictional and in no way reflect actual events. The writer also holds no license agreement to the following politicians and/or publicized events that may be mentioned. All persons and events are a copy write and/or are the property of the people and public events themselves. The author in no way holds or maintains any rights to situations, events, and individuals.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Some of the political terms have been skewed into my own time line for creative license.

Part Seven; International Affairs;

Jordan:

Twenty four year-old Crown Prince Hamzah sat on the end of his bed broodingly. The handsome royal hunk looked absently about his luscious spacious room. It mattered little if he had to go through with the wedding tomorrow. His mother, Queen Noor had tried to reason with him earlier but the widowed Queen did not know the reasons behind her son's reluctance to marriage. Hamzah had requested the presence of his oldest half brother King Abdullah, but he had deliberately avoided Hamzah, no doubt to teach him a lesson.

Hamzah was miserable and needed his brother at his side desperately. What he didn't know was that at that moment his other half brother, Prince Ali, was lying on his bed, legs in the air, rubbing lotion around and inside of his butt hole. He'd returned from a trip with his wife away from Jordan for several months and Ali was ready for his brother to resume the "ritual."

The thirty-something hunky prince was inserting a lotion lathered finger inside his rectum when his bedroom doors swung open and King Abdullah entered. The King was wearing a robe and his handsome features softened in a grin at the sight of his brother's lifted legs and exposed tight hole. Abdullah stepped further within the room and closed the door behind him. Ali provocatively stretching his hole open exposing the pink inner flesh to his brother's hungry eyes. Long ago, Abdullah had instructed Ali in the arts of male sex and Ali had been without for months.

Abdullah loosened the robe and let it slip from his arms exposing his hard, olive complexioned muscular frame. His ten inch cock was ramrod hard, sanding straight out, the foreskin pulled back tightly. He stepped closer and Ali's hole tingled in anticipation. Abdullah was pleased that Ali hadn't forgotten the ways he had instructed. He crawled up on the mattress between Ali's legs. Obediently, the prince placed his ankles on the King's broad strong shoulders.

"Fuck me, brother," Ali hissed.

Abdullah silently nodded. Gripping his cock at the base, he touched the head of his cock against Ali's ass lips. With a swift precise thrust, Abdullah shoved the entire length of his cock within the hot tight confines of Ali's wet hole.

"Ughhhhh," Ali grunted at the long missed fullness and thrust.

Abdullah gripped his brother's hips and pulled Ali roughly against him. The King's balls slapped Ali's bubble butt as Ali squeezed his butt muscles around the King's throbbing cock. Abdullah withdrew a bit and thrust forward again.

"Ahhhh," Ali wheezed.

Abdullah continued the repetition, thrusting savagely, deeper and deeper into the molten core of Ali's butt pussy. He grunted as he slammed again, his balls slapping Ali's butt with a sting. Ali's ass lips stretched tightly around Abdullah's cock with each forward moment. The Prince bucked forward to meet his brother's thrusts hungrily.

"Umph," Ali grunted as Abdullah's pace increased. "F......fuck me!" he wailed. "H....harder! D.....deeper!"

Abdullah complied, his finger tips digging roughly into Ali's flesh. He fucked his brother furiously. Balls smacking ass cheeks became an even steady sound.

"Mmmmmmm," Ali murmured withering upon the bed in ecstasy.

"T....take...it!" Abdullah growled. "Take...my...cock!"

Ali squeezed his hot wet rectum muscles tighter around the cock splitting him open. Abdullah turned his head to the side and licked one of Ali's feet resting on his shoulder. He ran the tip of his tongue sloppily between the toes, lathing them with spittle. Opening his mouth, he took the toes between his lips and suckled them. Ali wiggled them against Abdullah's tongue. Abdullah's butt muscles clenched as he thrust repeatedly within Ali's quivering hole. Abdullah pulled his mouth from Ali's foot and a string of saliva stretched from his lips to Ali's big toe. Abdullah broke the string when he turned to lick Ali's other foot.

Ali's butt stretched wider with each thrust of Abdullah's hard cock. He groaned passionately and moved his hands to his own 9 inch cock to pump it furiously. Abdullah slapped the hands away.

"No!" He growled licking Ali's other foot.

Abdullah's balls were churning, he was close. The tell tale tightening hit quickly. "Aghhhhhhh," he growled, as he pumped furiously, his cock jerking and ropes of jizz flooding Ali's tight hole. "Mmmmilkkkk itttttt," he ordered as Ali's butt tightened and seemed to slurp up every drop of the King's cum. "Yyyeahhhhhhhh," he wailed as the last drops of cum spilled from his piss slit into Ali's hot hungry hole.

The minute he was done shooting, Abdullah pulled from Ali's hole with a loud gurgle and slosh. Lifting Ali's hips, he raised Ali's hard cock toward his mouth. Abdullah lowered his head, opening his mouth and sucked Ali's entire length to the back of his throat. Abdullah's nose grazed Ali's pubes. He sucked and his cheeks sank in. Running his tongue along the hot veiny shaft, he licked and slurped hungrily. With one hand he played with Ali's balls, twisting them in his fingers. Drops of pre cum were leaking from Ali's piss slit and Abdullah drank them hungrily. He sucked harder, hungry for his brother's seed.

Ali's cock surged in the hot suction of his brother's wet mouth. His balls tightened. "Ffffuckkkkkkkkkk," he groaned as his cock jerked and his piss slit was forced open by a rush of hot salty cum. Abdullah tasted it on his tongue and swallowed eagerly, his Adam's apple bobbing with each gulp. "Drinkkkkk itttttt," Ali encouraged as he continued to shoot. The voluminous liquid was so great that rivulets seeped from Abdullah's ringed lips and ran down his chin. The King swallowed as much as possible until Ali's cock was spent and raw.

Ali gasped for breath while Abdullah pulled from Ali's cock and wiped his chin with the back of his hand. "Welcome home brother," he finally addressed Ali.

Ali grinned, "it is good to be home."

Abdullah nodded. "Now we must go to your brother Hamzah and reassure him that marriage does not mean the end of our special brotherly love."

"Hamzah?" Ali's cock began to stir. He had lusted after his younger brother for years but had never dared to initiate anything. Now he would at last enjoy licking his tight bubble butt. "Yes," he grinned deeper. "He is our brother. He needs us."

Abdullah nodded, his own cock lengthening again at the thought of Ali fucking Hamzah. "Come, we must not delay."

to be continued.......

Next: Chapter 8


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