A Sunday Stroll - an excerpt from DEBAUCHERY
���Experience is the worst teacher; it gives the test before presenting the lesson.���
Vernon Law
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Excerpt:
Andy suggested that the four of us take a walk around the tranquil countryside after the service. It was beautiful; we felt beckoned by the golden glow of the English autumn landscape. Sam and I walked a little ahead of our guardians while they chatted away, animated by a heated discussion. I reached to hold Samuel���s hand. He did not pull away. Instead he held onto mine as we had yesterday at the Dickens birthplace museum. I took my time before querying, ���Is something bothering you, Sam? You seemed forlorn this morning. You know we are here for you. Do you want to tell me the reason for your melancholy?���
He kept silent as we continued to walk some distance. He leaned towards me and planted a kiss on my lips. Although taken aback by his unexpected gesture, I did not pull away. I returned his adoring affection while giving both big-brothers a cursory glance. They smiled and continued their debated dialogue. Sam finally blurted, ���I���m sorry I was mad with you this morning.���
Surprised by his apology, I was speechless. He continued, ���Will you forgive me?���
���Forgive you for what?��� I remarked.
It took the adolescent a while before he answered choosing his words carefully, he replied, ���I heard the two of you making out below my bed last night.��� He paused before continuing, ���I was jealous and felt betrayed by you and Duc. I wanted to partake in your passion, but I didn���t know what to do. I wanted to pry the two of you apart, yet my desire to partake in your lovemaking left me jealous. I didn���t want to be left out, and I felt like we had created a loving triangle when we were mucking around in Duc���s bed. I was afraid and unsure if I should pick a fight or. . .���
I wrapped my arms around the Freshman, giving him a responsive hug. This time around I gave Sam a lingering French kiss in view of our guardians. No words were required as I led the young man into a clearing in a nearby forest. Leaning my friend against the tree trunk of a large elm, we continued our adolescent sensual exploration, awakening every fiber of our beings. Sam imitated my actions as we discarded pieces of our clothing. His smell reminded me of me. For the first time in my young life, I saw myself in Sam���s refection and vice versa.
Andy and Duc laid a blanket on the leafy ground. They were excited as they watched our actions yet did not interfere with our youthful sensuality. They stood observing our every move, enjoying the titillation that unfolded before their eyes. I bend to engulf Sam���s inviting nipples with my tongue; caressing and fondling them to hardness. He moaned ecstatically as I nibbled his pink knobs. Our boyish scents drove us wild with yearning. I wanted to savor every part of his freshness and he, he couldn���t wait to explore every crevices of my youthful smoothness.
Unzipping his pants, I reached to cup his engorgement, teasing its bulbous tip to rapturous leakage. He wasted no time in pushing my trousers to my ankles. He held my buttocks firmly as I pressed my length against his slender belly. I thrust him against the tree as he surrendered his passion to me. Soon I was lying on top of him on the blanket while prying my longing tongue into his willing mouth. Our erections jousted and resisted one another, but the more they fought, the more aroused we became. I had no desire to leave Sam���s receiving orifice. Our passionate foreplay had stirred our BBs to strip bare. Their stimulations pointed skywards as they joined in our circle of galvanizing sensuality.
Duc���s delectable hardness was too irresistible for us not to share. Sam and I devoured his masculinity with unbridled devotion. My Valet reached to fondle our boyish globes, rubbing them before savoring our sweetness into his yearning mouth. Before long he was lapping at our openings with abandonment. He was delighted to take turns, enjoying our compliant crevices. Sam and I mirrored one another���s actions like Narcissus did when he saw his own reflection in the water. Sam, like me, was unwilling to relinquish any part of our ���big brother���s��� organ; we suckled in unison until he could no longer stave off his passion. Duc spewed his abundance on our youthful faces before sharing his deliciousness with us.
Andy tilted our buttocks skywards, spat into our orifices and mounted our yearning bottoms with loving precision and tenderness. He knew it was our ���little brother���s��� first and he made sure not to hurt the boy. My Valet���s sweet devotion never ceased to amaze me as he alternated between Sam and me. We received him desirously, ardently offering our ardors to our handsome Apollo without reservations. We welcomed him, we cherished him and most importantly we wanted to share his gratification between the both of us.
Our lover could hold off no longer; with a mighty vociferation, he spilled his amour inside the Freshman before plunging into my derriere for his final climax. Our BB was already lapping at Andy's flow, distributing our lover's releases to his 'little brothers.' Duc fed us as if we were hungry orphans in Oliver Twist.
This divine act of carnal flamboyance tripped Samuel and me over the edge. Our sexual boy-play finally propelled the two of us to disgorge simultaneously. Our stickiness bonded our beings into a single entity as our lips stayed locked in pleasurable kisses. We were unwilling to relinquish the savory feeds that our French Canadian guardian had so sensually fed his Freshman and Junior.
By the time we dressed, Sam was back to his normal cheerful self. It is therefore veracious to say that sex is no small feat, and it can chase the blues away (if only temporarily).
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From the back cover:
���Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.���
Lao Tzu
Debauchery is the triquel to A Harem Boy���s Saga, a provocative story about a young man who was initiated into a clandestine sexual society through his UK boarding school. From there, he was spirited to the Middle East to attend the Bahriji (Oasis) School in The United Arab Emirates in preparation for Harem services for the wealthy elite.
It is also a love story between the young man, his ���Big Brother,��� and his ���Valet,��� who served as his chaperones and mentors.
This book follows the teenagers��� erotic and exotic adventures and experiences at their third Arabian Household Harem, the Quwah. There, they became confidants to a prince, assistants in an international dance club venture, ���Carousel,��� and apprentices and models in a controversial photography project, ���Sacred Sex in Sacred Places.���
This story is an account of the author���s experiences. Through these truths, often demonized by contemporary societies that deem such behaviors inappropriate, the author hopes to dispel condemnation and negativity related to sexuality, love, and personal freedom.
A Harem Boy���s Saga is a series of seven volumes.
A Harem Boy's Saga - Book III - DEBAUCHERY; a memoir by Young
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A Film Contract has been secured with an independent UK Producer, operating in Hollywood.
Email: young@aharemboysaga.com
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What a reviewer said...
5.0 out of 5 stars Addicted to this series
By ocmdVINE VOICE on July 3, 2015
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I loved the first two books in the Harem Boy���s Saga and I devoured book three just as eagerly. Debauchery is a seamless transition in the author���s amazing journey, and I admit I am now addicted to this series. Correspondence in 2012 supplements the story as Young relates his experiences and feelings in 1967. He was a young boy when he flew to London to meet his beloved Valet, Andy. They���d been apart for eight weeks, and they missed each other desperately. Once they were together again, they could not wait to give in to their passion. Their reunion captivated me. I became totally involved with the characters and emotionally invested in their story. The journey moves on to the French Riviera, and other exotic locations that are so well described, I felt like I was there. Young and Andy become part of a royal household and all the joy and sadness of their taboo lifestyle is related with honesty and in a wonderfully engaging style. Knowing the story was true only made it more compelling. There was no way I could put it down. Kudos to the author for letting us share his journey of self-discovery.
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