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The Sheik Rules

by Bob_N_Head2


The Sheik Rules Part 1.

If you have read my recent story of “My Lucky Night At The Club,” you have been introduced to my Uncle Clarence. In that story, I did not elaborate about my uncle but I will tell you a little more here. Uncle Clarence is a promoter who has had a lot of success. His wife, my Aunt Jenifer, however is an invalid and not capable of having sex anymore. There are also my two cousins, Janise, married to an army colonel and Carter whom I have my eyes on but he keeps his sex thoughts to himself and very private..

My uncle, sexually as “trade,” is now happy to use willing and available young men to keep his sex life in control and his membership in our Beverly Hills club is just one facet of the way he conducts his private and necessary sex life. I think there are at least 100 guys he has used to satisfying climaxes. I notice that many move close to him when he seems horny. I know a lot of those guys are working men and they use some of their vacation time to come and visit my uncle.

Three months after I helped put on the show at the club, Uncle Clarence took me with him to New York City where he had a business deal to take care of that was time sensitive. We stayed at a top hotel for two weeks in a two bedroom suite. While not the only compliant male to do so, I enjoyed both bedrooms at different times of the day and night. I might go into that part of the trip later since I have been in touch with a few of the good people I met in that suite.

With just a telephone call, my uncle got us two VIP passes to a well known and effective steam bath club which you probably have read about in the gay magazines. No need to advertise it here. Uncle Clarence, alone or with me sharing a roomette, went for one hour at least each night for the sauna. The hotel sauna was more elaborate but it lacked the ambiance and the willing young men of the club’s hot bath. Sex was an extra benefit which he got easily when or if he wanted it.

During our two week visit to the Big Apple, I used my pass each day for a few hours. Those stories would soon be boring and the Pulitzer Prize never yet has gone to a boring storyl

One afternoon, while sitting in the dry heat room, I was offered the mouth of a good looking jock who was maybe five years older than me. I am no fool and we went to his room which was even better than mine in the high priced bath house that prided itself on having youthful virile good looking guys available and amenable..

When we undressed, which meant we threw our towels on the bed, Jim sat on the side of the bed and mentally and with his both hands measured and weighed my cock which made it stand up in full glory. His touch was light and tender and he kept murmuring under his breath. I barely could make out what he was saying to himself but it sounded like, “Oh, yeah. It will do fine. It is perfect for the job.“ Finally, he looked up at me with a smile.

“Bob, I am not much of a cocksucker. I fooled you a bit because I wanted to look your penis over very carefully,” Jim told me. “Your dick sure looks suckable and I am sure to get all the cocksucking you want for the dedicated cocksucker that abound in this club and elsewhere. Can you handle that tool doing anal and not hurt your partner or victim as the case may be?”

“I pride myself on being a pleasure fucker unless the guy wants to feel pain. You know there are guys who do want to be fucked for the pain of it.” I said and continued, “Do you want my cum in your ass or stomach?”

“I neither want nor need your cum, Bob.” Jim offered with a smile, “But I will leave your climaxing place or hole up to you if we go ahead.”

“That’s OK, Jim,” I replied. “Since we are this far along, do you mind if I go ahead and enjoy that good looking thing swinging between your legs?” I asked my new friend as I stoke his rapidly engorging cut seven plus inch cock.

“Oh, I’ll suck you off if you still want my poor efforts, but first I want to lay a proposition on you that you might enjoy more,” Jim said as he kissed and licked my cock knob.

“Lay it on, Jim. I am all ears except for that hard hunk of meat you are holding,” I laughed but even while laughing I was curious to hear Jim out.

“All right, Bob, this is my deal.” Jim said and he patted the bed next to where he was sitting to invite me to park my butt next to his. “There is a guy in this club right now who needs a cock as big as your beauty. Is it ten and a half or eleven?” Jim paused for my answer.

“Maybe more if you excite it well enough, but usually a little over ten inches,” I replied and my eyes, which met his in mid space told him I was interested in his strange story.

“OK, Bob. Now for what this is worth to you.” Jim gave me a steady look from which I did not flinch. “My deal comes in two parts. I am not going to haggle the price. Five thousand dollars if you perform the first part and another ten thousand in cash without income tax if you do the second part.”

“Do I have to kill somebody or leave town or walk naked through Times Square?” I asked my companion, amazed at what I had heard. “I do not need more money than what I get each month in my allowance but fifteen grand would be nice in my bank account. There is an orphanage I would like to help more than I do. ” I concluded my remark to Jim, still in wonderment.

“No, Bob.” Jim continued. “You will be called upon to do the whole thing in the same manner you would do if you went to bed with a guy who wanted you to let him suck your cock and to feel that hunk of cock meat up his ass. The difference is this guy, who is my older brother, is not gay and only does gay sex a couple times a year to keep up his income and place in society.”

“WOW!” I exclaimed involuntarily.

“WOW seems to be an appropriate rejoinder,” Jim laughed. “You will not leave town as the first part, the five thousand or five grand as you say takes place in the private room next to this one. The second part or the ten grand part will take place tonight at,” here Jim named the best hotel in New York City and maybe in the country. “In the hotel you will have the job of giving blow jobs to two good looking young Arabs and maybe you might get fucked by one or both. If you do more than the basic sex act with either, there will be extra pay that is not covered by Jeff’s fifteen thousand. For those guys, fifteen thousand is pocket money so be extra good and you and your orphanage will be set up good.” Jim smiled at my look of amazement.

“Your brother, Jeff,” I started to say, hesitantly, “is he ugly or fat or a cripple? Why would he pay good money for sex next door and what does that have to do with the hotel sex?”

“Both sex parties are tied together pretty tight.” Jim went on. “I wish I looked as good as Jeff and he is in the best of health. If he sneezes, he is on his way to his doctor who is an eye ear nose and throat specialist and is paid well to keep Jeff well. Now what I am going to tell you is confidential and you must not tell anyone except someone who keeps his mouth shut when he is not using it for your pleasure. Also keep mum about it for, say two months.”

“I may want to write it up and use aliases if that is OK,” I replied. “I don’t say I will but I might.”

“No problem if you let it cool for two months first,” Jim agreed.

“That’s OK with me. Can you fill me in with some more details?” I asked Jim and he said he would as soon as I answered a couple personal questions which was also no problem for me. I was sure that Jim was a square guy who would not be shooting off his mouth also.

“Are you a pretty good cum dropper? Can you be rough with a cocksucker and can you throw a rough fuck if you know the guy really needs it?” Jim leaned back and waited for my answers to his very odd questions.

“Would I have to?” I replied without really answering the quiz.

“Yes, that would be a requirement and I will explain why right now,” my new friend’s reply came and he stood up and put his hand in his coat pocket that was hanging on a clothes hook above us. “Read this telegram which will set the stage for my story.” Jim handed me a cablegram.

I read the cablegram which was only fifteen words long. FATHER WILL BE AT MEETING. DESIRES REGULAR CONFERENCE WITH YOU. MAY BE EXTRA INTENSE AS IS HIS 67TH BIRTHDAY. The message was signed, “Fazil.”

“This is not an explanation, Jim!” I exclaimed. “It only confuses me more as what I am to do for you and your brother.”

“OK, Bob,” Jim spoke and I could see from his smile he was amused at my discomfort and curiosity. “Here is the story in a nutshell, so to speak.” As Jim got set to begin his explanation, he reached down and gave his turgid penis a few friendly strokes. I would have done it for him if he had given me the go-ahead.

The story/explanation: “Five years ago last month, our family was in a bind. We had little income from a house we rent out in Omaha and Dad’s Social Security. It was very tight since both Jeff and I were finishing our community college degrees and were working at night at the same MacDonalds. I had no idea of the circumstances, but one of Jeff’s teachers who had been a teacher for a year in the Middle East… Not Iraq but one of those countries where they have a lot of oil, called Jeff and told him there were to be job interviews at a hotel downtown for positions in an oil company’s local office.

“I did not know that Jeff had let that teacher give him a couple blow-jobs in the back seat of the teacher’s car. Strictly friendly and one sided. Later on the teacher said he was so impressed with Jeff’s cock he wanted to help him out finding a job. I think that those were Jeff’s first sex experiences. I know that I was a virgin at that time.

“Well, Jeff went to the interview and made such a good impression that he was hired right away for five hundred dollars a week. The family fortunes were looking up. There were no sexual overtones at that time.

“Like two weeks after going to work, Jeff told me later, a Middle Eastern man, in his early twenties, came from the New York office and took Jeff to lunch. After the lunch, Jeff was given some cocktails, he was only 18 years old, and the two went to a cheap hotel where the man seemed to be known. Once in the hotel, the man had Jeff drop his pants and shorts and he began to give Jeff a cocksucking. When Jeff was up and really hard, the man took pictures of my brother’s hard-on, his asshole and his general looks.

“Jeff told me much later that the cocktails made him feel funny and when the man put his cock in Jeff’s mouth, Jeff sucked it. When the man put his cock into Jeff’s virgin asshole, Jeff let him fuck him. The man did not cum in either opening, and was only two or three inches of penetration in the ass. The penetration was like a minute or a minute and a half. Just some sample sex motions.

“After, experimenting with Jeff’s mouth and ass, the man told Jeff to be as rough as he could and punish him for taking those liberties by really fucking the older man‘s ass hard and while he really sucked Jeff off while begging to be treated roughly. Jeff, beginning to come out of his drugged state, realized his anus was greasy and sore and his mouth had a salty taste, was rough on the man and slapped his ass hard and deep throated him severely and had two climaxes as the result of his revenge. One in his partner’s throat and one very deep in the guy‘s colon..

“As soon as they had finished the sex, the man went around the room and gathered up three or four video cameras that had been placed there earlier.

“Jeff was given ten one hundred dollar bills, told to take the rest of the day off and not to tell anyone what had happened the next day at work. The man called a taxi and left town right away. Jeff told me that he went to a movie, had a big lunch and came home at the regular time. My brother said he slept like a log than night.

“One month later, Jeff was called to the New York City office of the oil company and he was checked into a five star hotel, in a three bedroom suite. With five hundred dollars for personal spending, Jeff was assigned a car and driver for his visit. That was when he first met Prince Fazil, who had invited him to dinner and a show at one of the top nightclubs. The prince told Jeff he had made a very good impression where a good impression could mean a big yearly income and job security. Jeff, told the prince he had no idea about what Prince Fazil was talking about. Jeff said that the prince smiled and said he would know in due time.

“After the show, Prince Fazil got in Jeff’s assigned car with the driver and told the driver to take Jeff and him to the hotel. Once in the suite Jeff was staying in, the prince read the newspapers while Jeff got ready for bed. The prince was to have the other bedroom as this was a suite owned by the oil company. That was not the hotel the Prince was really registered in.

“When Jeff needed to take a piss break, he found a massage table had been put up in the large bathroom. Another thing to think about, Jeff thought.

“When Jeff undressed for his shower, Prince Fazil came into the bathroom stark naked with an erected dark colored penis of about seven inches which was a couple inches smaller than Jeff’s cock when it was hard. The prince told Jeff he was going to have the chauffeur oil him down for his shower. Jeff did not even know the chauffeur stayed in the second bedroom as his residence in New York.

“The chauffeur, a Filipino named Manuel, came into the bathroom also naked and began to massage and oil the prince without paying attention to Jeff standing there also stark naked. In a few minutes, Manuel was on his knees, sucking on the prince’s stiff boner. The prince then suggested that Jeff should come over and also suck on the royal prick. When Jeff hesitated, the prince told him that he would only have one chance to refuse and refusal meant the difference between being a working man for the rest of Jeff’s life and being well off and influential with a very good pension in his old age.

“The prince suggested that Jeff sit on the toilet and think about it for a few minutes. If he did not want to suck the prince’ s cock he could take his shower and go to bed and return to his work place the next day without any problems or prejudice. If, on the other hand, he would comply with whatever the prince wanted to do with him, all the good things would start happening in the next few days.

“Jeff told me that he watched Manuel sucking that cock, licking he royal balls and rimming the royal asshole for three or four minutes and he presented himself to the prince on his knees with his mouth and anal cavity ready for submission. The prince was very pleased and after having Jeff just suck his cock for a short time, rim his asshole for a short time, told Jeff to bend over the toilet and take a fucking in his tight ass. Jeff complied.

“Later Jeff told me he had mentally conditioned his mind that all those sex acts were merely physical and did not harm him in any way so he could accept them without humiliation and shame and dismiss the memory of them with just a few minutes of concentration on something of real beauty.

“The prince then had Manuel go out of the room to get drinks and caviar and crackers. This was the offer Jeff got. He would be the oil company’s western representative for the states west of the Mississippi. He would have a very competent staff to handle business at first so his title would be pretty much without responsibility. His only real duty would be to, when called upon, come to where the prince, his brother and his father, the Sheik were staying and be their fuck and suck boy for no more than two days. Fazil then warned Jeff that his father was hung with ten hard inches of cock and could become difficult to handle since neither of the brothers nor Jeff could tell the sheik what to do or what not to do.

“When Fazil told Jeff his salary would be $600,000 per year plus certain expenses and full use of the company fleet of planes or first class travel if a plane was not suitable transportation. The prince then advised Jeff that he might be called upon once or twice a year or maybe not at all. He must just be in good health, bi-weekly health examinations and remain as neat and clean as he was that night.

“Jeff, of course agreed and contracts, already made out, were signed.”

“Damn, that’s as good as winning the Mega Lotto,!” I exclaimed. “But my question is now; why does Jeff need me next door?”

“Yes, I can see why that question would come up,” Jim answered me. “Well,” my friend continued. “Jeff is now married with two cute boys. For the three years after that night, Jeff met with the Sheik and the two princes seven times in New York and in the Middle East and in other places. He has not had any practice in over two years on account of the troubles in the Middle East. As you can tell by that cable gram the sheik and his sons will be hot and ready for extreme sexual satisfaction tonight. Their intention to make up for times missed is obvious. Jeff, and I agree, thinks he need some practice and a good warm-up session. You will be expected to provide that important service for the pay I quoted you.”

“I think that is a smart move, now I know the circumstances. Yes, I will be rough trade for Jeff.” I agreed to the proposition.

Jim smiled and said with the tone of relief in his words, “Thank you, Bob. We did not have much time to do this but with your cooperation we will get it done. Let’s go to Jeff.”

With towels around our midriffs, we moved to the room next door.

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