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The Arab Prince and the English Schoolboy
by Anubis31 (address withheld)
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A schoolboy is seduced by a noble Arab. (Mm-teen, ped,
1st, intr, oral, anal)
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The departure lounge at Dulrhain Airport was full of
passengers waiting for the daily flight to London
(Heathrow). Arabs dressed in traditional garb and Arabs
dressed in western clothes mixed with a small number of
westerners, were all waiting for their flight to be
called. Sitting reading the latest Harry Potter book
was a young English teen named Billy Partridge.
Billy was fifteen years old and had been spending some
of his summer holiday with his father who was a petro
chemist on an oil exploration site. The lad had been
glad to see his father but had become bored; he was
keen to get home and see his friends again. For some
reason his mother had insisted that he travel in school
uniform, so there he was in grey flannel shorts and
striped school blazer.
While he was sitting there reading his book he was
being carefully watched by someone in the adjacent VIP
lounge. That someone was Prince Karim, the youngest son
of the ruler of Dulrhain. The Prince had recognized the
blazer as that of the same public school that he
himself had attended as a boy. The Prince's mind went
back to his schooldays and he remembered the happy
times that he had spent there.
At the age of thirty one the prince was a handsome
looking man who was the object of many female
fantasies, little did the ladies know that the Prince's
desires lay in quite a different direction. He knew
that the young lad sitting reading his book could not
have been as innocent as he looked; the British public
school system didn't allow pretty young boys to remain
innocent. The noble Arab picked up the phone and gave
precise instructions to the person on the other end.
Billy had been traveling all day, first by Jeep from
his father's workplace, then by helicopter to the
airport, so he was not happy to learn that his flight
had been delayed. After about an hour the announcement
was made, that because of technical reasons the flight
would now not take off until ten thirty the next
morning. Passengers were asked to make their way to the
airport entrance, where coaches would take them to
hotels that the airline had booked on their behalf.
The young schoolboy got on a coach, which dropped
people off at various hotels in the city. Passengers
stayed on the coach until their names were called out
and eventually Billy found himself alone. The coach
then pulled up outside the most expensive hotel in the
country and Billy heard his name called.
He thought that a mistake had been made, but sure
enough he was booked into the penthouse suite of the
hotel. He made his way up to the suite, where he was
welcomed by the prince himself. The prince told him
that they would have to share and reassured the young
boy by telling him that he was an old boy of Billy's
school.
The two got to talking about the school, the sports,
the masters and the school customs. The older man
carefully brought the conversation around to some of
the less healthy aspects of the school culture
including how the younger boys were abused by the
school prefects.
"In my day," said the Prince, "The first formers had to
serve tea at the prefect's Sunday evening party, and
they had to serve it naked; does that still go on?" The
young boy blushed crimson before agreeing that the
custom was still being observed. "And a pretty boy like
you would have been one of the first to be picked,"
continued the lusty Arab. The young English boy looked
down and silently nodded. "And after the tea was drunk
and the cake eaten, you young lads were next on the
menu. I can't believe that a boy as pretty as you did
not get away without getting his little bottom well and
truly fucked by the prefects."
Billy looked up at the Prince. "How do you know all
this, Sir?" he asked.
The Prince smiled. "Because my royal blood did not
protect me, I was forced to bend over the prefects’
sofa, I was forced to suck their cocks and take their
brutish cocks up my ass. Tell me young man, how many
big boys have shagged young at one time?"
"Five," replied the school boy. "Five in my bottom and
three in my mouth."
The prince gave the boy a knowing smile. "And did you
come to enjoy it?"
The boy replied that he enjoyed it with one boy at a
time, but not five at a time.
"Good," said Karim. "We are going to play a little
game."
Billy was made to stand on a coffee table and answer
questions on the capital cities of the world. Every
time he got a question wrong he would have to remove an
item of, clothing. As Billy wasn't very good at
geography he was soon standing totally naked, while the
horny prince watched. The next wrong question and the
schoolboy had to jerk off for the royal personage.
After he had shot his young jism halfway across the
room, the prince called him to the bed.
The man lay naked on the bed while the boy lowered his
lubed up bottom onto the waiting cock. Billy had taken
cocks this big before and as he was riding the Arab, he
had control. Soon the young school boy was bouncing up
and on the erect cock like his life depended on it.
Karim could hold back no longer and emptied his
substantial cock into the boyish bottom. That was the
start of a night of passion that both would enjoy and
both would remember.
Next morning, as the aircraft was taking off the pilot
said, "Why were we delayed all this time, there wasn't
anything wrong with the plane." The co pilot laughed,
"I heard a rumour that Prince Karim wanted to spend the
night with a young English boy."
"Well", said the pilot. "The schoolboy will have one
hell of a sore ass this morning."
He was right, of course, but the teen was very happy as
well as being very sore. In fact, it had been the
highlight of his holiday.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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