Ginn, The Spirit of The Hamman - an excerpt from UNBRIDLED
"The big difference between sex for money
And sex for free is that
Sex for money usually costs a lot less."
Brendan Francis
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Excerpt:
According to Islamic lore, the Ginns are spirits who dwells in the water of springs and in the darkness of caves. They find the damp darkness of the hammam ideal. And what does one do when one encounters the Ginn? Etiquette is provided in the Figh (Islamic law). One should speak the Balmala, which is an invocation that means "ln the name of Allah." The Ginn should leave after hearing these words, but if he doesn't, one is urged to postpone one's visit. Otherwise, the Ginn might slap the visitor in the face, which will either render the visitor's voice useless or dislocate his jaw.
I found my first Ginn after my ambrosial dinner. Andy and I went exploring while Oscar and Vaj made their way to the massage rooms. We entered a dimly lit heated steam room. I could hardly see my way before a seductive hand reached to grope my groin. Thinking the hand belonged to my beloved Valet, I whispered, "I can barely see anything in this darkness. What are you doing?"
No reply. Another hand reached to fondle my sensitive nipples, causing my libido to stir under the arousing titillation. I reached for Andy, instead I felt a hairy chest against my palm. Before I could back away, a towering figure loomed in front, yet I could not see who this mysterious person was. This steam was too thick for me to make out anything. My heart thumped rapidly after I had heard Gabrielli's tale of the malevolent Ginn. My mind began to spin fantastical tales of an ugly, pernicious spirit molesting me while hitting me in the face, rendering me speechless before dislocating my jaw. I struggled under the pair of forceful hands, but a tongue had plunged into my mouth, keeping me from crying out for help. Pinned against the hot, slippery wall, I had little choice but to surrender to the man's fervent kisses. His longing tongue pried open my oral orifice, demanding my reciprocation. Surprisingly, his luscious lips tasted peevishly sweet and his pressing kisses were those of a youthful vaquero. Yet my disquieting mind beseeched me to utter the 'Balmala,' which my teacher had taught me if by chance I encountered an evil Ginn. As much as I wanted to call out the invocation - "ln the name of Allah," I also longed for his passionate kisses not to leave my heaving orifice.
Having also been advised by the professor that not all Ginns were malicious, there are those who show themselves to be benevolent. These phantoms would recite love poems in the visitors��� ears. Could this be a lovey-dovey spirit I had chanced upon? Was this one of those rare eidolons of which Gabrielli had spoken so eloquently? I decided to give him a try.
I relinquished control and allowed this 'Ginn' permissible access to my sinewy frame. His masculine mischievousness was too overpowering for my resistance. Before long, I had subdued my irrational thoughts and succumbed to the manly phantom eating and licking at my squirming neck. His sensual foreplay was too tantalizing. I did not want this sensuality to end so soon. He thrust me against a wall before lifting my legs round his waist to gain access into my tenderness. In a forceful stroke, he entered me. The natural steaminess had opened me sufficiently without causing any discomfort or pain. Besides, his persuasive amorality provided more than sufficient erotic stimulation, satisfying my indecisiveness and giving way to an affirmative desire, which I surrendered to surreptitiously.
His strong, piercing ferocity brought me to a point of no return. I spewed all over my belly as my intruder pounded incessantly into my tenderness even after my rapacity had subsided. He continued his ravenous sexuality until my hardness grew once more under my captor's capricious onslaught. He desired me in every way and I, I was his willing accomplice in his every wish. His carnal prowess was too captivating for my defiance. I did not want him to stop, but he could hold off his urgency no longer. I knew he was ready when his heaving foray gave way to grunts and triumphant groans. Pushing my buttocks against him, he unloaded, planting his abundance deep inside my compliant perforation. Burying his handsome face against my youthful chest, he plunged a final kiss into my yielding mouth. Unmistakably, this sexy ���Ginn��� with a heavy after-five shadow revealed Najib's identity. To this man I would gladly offer myself, if and when he was ready for another round of licentious copulation. It happened several months later at 'P's' palatial residence.
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From the back cover:
Unbridled is the sequel to Initiation - A provocative story about a young man who was initiated into a clandestine sexual society. He was spirited to the Middle East, from his UK boarding school. He attended the Bahriji School (Oasis,) in The United Arab Emirates in preparation for serving in Harems for the wealthy and elite.
It is also a love story between the young man, his ���Big Brother��� and his ���Valet��� who served as his chaperones and mentors during the boy���s Harem services.
This book follows the teenagers��� erotic and exotic adventures and experiences at their 2nd Arab Household Harem, the Sekham. They were apprentices and models, for the household patriarch���s controversial photography project, ���Sacred Sex in Sacred Places���.
The author's experiences present facts that are truthful. Through these truths, which are often demonized by contemporary societies that deem such behaviors inappropriate, the author hopes to dispel condemnations and negativity which relate to his experiences.
There are 5 - 7 volumes in A Harem Boy���s Saga series.
A Harem Boy's Saga - Book II - UNBRIDLED; a memoir by Young
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A Film Contract has been secured with an independent UK Producer, operating in Hollywood.
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What a reviewer said...
5.0 out of 5 stars
An Arabian Nights for the 21st Century
By Convoke on February 19, 2016
Format: Kindle Edition
A friend loaned me the paperback of this second in the seven book Harem Boy series. I had earlier read some of the others, so I knew what to expect. And I was swept up in a sexy fantasy that feels so real you can nearly touch it.
Now, be warned, this is a book that includes sensuality, LGBT, and a spiritual perceptions about sex. This book is not for those children, yet it is a sexual coming of age series. Unbridled is also the sequel to Initiation.
With those caveats above, read this provocative story about a privileged boy initiated into clandestine sexual society in the Middle East. An Arabian Nights for the 21st century...
It is also a love story between the young man, his ���Big Brother��� and his ���Valet��� who served as his chaperones and mentors during the boy���s Harem services.
This book follows the boy���s erotic and exotic adventures and experiences at his 2nd Arab Household Harem, the Sekham. He was an apprentice and model, for the household patriarch���s controversial photography project, ���Sacred Sex in Sacred Places���.
The author's experiences present facts that are truthful. Through these truths, which are often demonized by contemporary societies that deem such behaviors inappropriate, the author hopes to dispel condemnations and negativity which relate to his experiences.
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