Vanquish The Jealous Heart #ScintillatingSunday
���Have you ever been in love?
Horrible isn���t it?
It makes you so vulnerable.
It opens your chest and it opens up your heart
And it means that someone can get inside you
And mess you up.���
Neil Gaiman
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Vanquish The Jealous Heart
is a scintillating excerpt from A Harem Boy's Saga - Book II - UNBRIDLED; a memoir by Young
Video trailer for UNBRIDLED: http://bit.ly/1CqXmCP
Excerpt:
Fun & Games
Mario was the first to initiate a game of strip poker. As the losers discarded pieces of clothing, the gathering began a rapid transformation from suggestive sensuality to active sexual magnetism. A few games later, some of us were down to our skivvies. Through the thin cotton fabrics, our erections were veritably obvious. The Count, standing next to his adolescent friend, Tino, began massaging the boy���s shoulders, stimulating his excitement to full attention. Ugo, the boy���s companion, was forthwith turned on watching his friend���s hardness peeking out of his underwear. The sexual instigator had moved to kiss Tino���s neck as he continued rubbing the boy���s penile wetness, stirring him to tilt his bottom towards his aggressor. As we continued our poker game, we were glancing sideways to observe the unfolding erotica, all the while pretending nothing unusual was happening. Through the corners of our permissive eyes we witnessed The Count���s hand sensually caressing the boy���s scrotum. As with many experienced playboys, Mario was no exception to the art of sensuality and sexuality. He was now rubbing his skimpily covered erection against Tino���s willing buttocks. The two items of clothing separating the man���s hardness and the boy���s slit were their moist underwear. Although the adolescent pretended to focus on his cards, his thoughts betrayed his actions as his body lovingly leaned against the Count���s muscular physique. His hands were intimately gripping Tino���s slender waist.
Our attempts to remain focused on our cards were feverishly diminishing with each ticking second. Gabrielli, the alpha male took charge to dismiss the game. Soon our palpable hands and mouths were on our sensual opponents who were standing next to us. A discarded heap of clothing lay scattered on the floor amidst a sea of entangled bodies, intertwined in pulsating positions on the carpeted floor. Sensual tongues like polished blades pried open voluptuous lips, darting into the inner recesses of our longing souls. Hungry mouths suckled bulbous lengths, savoring dripping emissions before proceeding to lap on globes of quivering balls. Our erections were in readiness to penetrate cruppers of youthful openings, our bodily heat turned full volume, sending shivers through our wrestling spines. The room was electrified with sublime vicissitudes of sexual postulations. We merged as a unified body casting us into the Aleph of timelessness. We were infinite Gods in motion.
The Angelic Hosts
Our angelic hosts sang moans of hosannas while some uttered groans of alleluias as we frolicked in the living room of Palazzo Rosa. Our shameless benedictions gave way to assimilated transcendent passion while joyful cries emigrated to murmuring salutations, all in praise of ecstatic jubilation on our final quest to sexual ecstasies. I was dominant at times, only to be muscled into submission, when love���s dichotomy took flight to overturn my abating fancy.
Yet amidst this delirious sexuality, my jealous heart reared its ugly head, desiring the object of my infatuation to possess me. I did not want to share the Count with others. But I had to subdue this monstrosity, banishing the green eyed beast into the abyss of the underworld. The emerald intensity of this secret monster was diminishing the core of my very existence. It was relegating my being into dungeons of sorrows. I hated myself despite the joyful mask I wore. I surrendered the aching heart that was ripping me apart. This indescribable torment beckoned me to shatter into a thousand pieces. How could I pick up my broken rejections, mending that which was already lost?
Concentrating on my task at hand, my infatuation soon gave rise to an inner strength I never knew existed. I was able to turn the table around. I began to win this jealous battle of misshapen conflict. My sincere retribution was the heavenly sign I needed to transform my troubled cowardice into my spiritual awakening. Although the sojourn journey from love���s recovery was not quick, it was by no means a rarefied success. I had managed to hold power over the emerald wizard, at least for now, impinging the fraudulent beast and relegating it back into its morbid lair of false intentions.
Thanks to my accompanying hosts of cute cherubim and handsome seraphim, the journey to self-realization and recovery was complete. Spews of sexual delights filled the Rosa���s chamber with roars of thunderous releases, until each and every cherub and seraphs had had their fill of orgasmic ecstasies. Limp limbs in servile compositions bore witness to our synchronized amorousness, packaging our love into blissful fractions of sweet contentment before peaceful slumber plummeted our swirling hearts into a night of restful consolation. Tomorrow we commence our journey to the Capital.
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 7 volumes in A Harem Boy���s Saga series.
A Harem Boy's Saga - Book II - UNBRIDLED; a memoir by Young
Amazon best selling GLBT memoir for 13 months running.
Email: young@aharemboysaga.com
Website: www.aharemboysaga.com
UK Amazon: http://amzn.to/1DkHC8v
US Amazon: http://amzn.to/1FMlHVY
5.0 out of 5 stars "Unbridled: A Harem Boy's Saga" Review
By Kindle Customer on January 1, 2015
Format: Kindle Edition
My reading of the first book in A Harem Boy's Saga made me anticipate the second one eagerly, though I was unfortunately not able to read it as quickly as I wanted. It was definitely worth the wait, however. In the first book, we were introduced to the young man, the author himself, who described his life and experiences before being sent to a certain academy for young men.
In the second book, Unbridled, the writing was much stronger than in the first book but didn't detract from the wonderful descriptive writing I had enjoyed in the first story. But where in the first story the boy Young grew up and learned about himself, in the second story he learned about love as much as he learned to explore his own feelings. Since I am a sucker for a good love story, this element hit the perfect note with me as a reader.
Another aspect of this story I enjoyed was the elements of fashion, one of Young's passions, which he hinted at in the first book. In this book, however, he alternates the narrative of the past with the present day. I liked this literary device and it worked well with the story.
What I truly admire about this author is how he embraces who he is and revels in his experiences. I wish that more LGTB people were able to unflinchingly reveal themselves and be happy in their own skin. I understand our society has a long way to go before this is a real possibility, but it is authors such as Young who help pave the way for equality.
I'm interested in following the rest of Young's story. I would like to find out where Young went next. Overall, this is a well written love story with some excellent descriptive writing that brings exotic locations, larger than life characters, and the world of fashion to life.
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