Bedtime #ScintillatingSunday
"Beauty is truth's smile when he beholds his face own face in a perfect mirror."
Rabindranath Tagore
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Our Last Evening Together
is a scintillating excerpt from A Harem Boy's Saga - Book III - DEBAUCHERY; a memoir by Young
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Excerpt:
It had been a fun, exhausting day, but early morning, we were scheduled to attend Sunday service at our school���s non-denominational chapel. That night, when the lights went out and students had retired to bed, I lay awake, reliving the day���s event. I began to miss Andy and Oscar next to me. I couldn���t help but reminisce about the fervent kiss I had planted on the boy who was sleeping above me. I was unaware that the adolescent was also tossing and turning on his bed, as I was. He, like me eighteen months ago, was falling in love for the first time, not with his ���big brother���, Duc, but with moi.
I had incognizantly taken on the role of the Vicomte de Valmont to my own C��cile de Volanges, just as my Valet had predicted. My Austrian Portuguese roommate was my object of affection. My Valet was correct to warn me to leave Samuel to his ���big brother���s��� charge instead of toying with the young man���s tender affections.
Just as sleep was beginning to beckon me, I felt a warm body crawl into my bed. I did not stir when he wrapped his hands around my slender waist. Since the room was pitch dark, I could not see the person. My immediate thought was Sam must be lying next to me. Yet his grip was strong and powerful, lacking the fragility of an adolescent���s touch. Whoever it was, I did not wish him to relinquish his hold on my being. I leaned my back against the warmth of his musculature. His intoxicating breath on my youthful neck sprang my organ to life. He pressed his lengthy hardness against my derriere, sending electric spasms through my being as I pressed against his muscular physique. His hands reached for my nipples, tenderly caressing them to attention. I tried not to make any noise as he continued his sensual foreplay. I turned my face to my side and our lips met in a libidinous kiss. I desired to explore his oral orifice as much as he craved for mine. My amorous lover rotated his nimble fingers around my leaking bublousness, arousing me to heights of ecstasy I had no desire to waive.
I buried my face in his athletic pectus, covered with a light dust of hair. His musky scent was that of my French Canadian ���big brother.��� I remembered it from when Sam and I were in his embrace. Without opening my eyes, I knew my lover. He had secretly longed for me, and now we were finally consummating our love. His sensuality was stimulating me to the verge of release as he lubricated my opening and his throbbing erection with my emissions. He eased into me.
My legs wrapped around his waist, I surrendered to his gliding onslaught as his stiffness plunged deep into my existence. I bit into his shoulders to stop myself from making unnecessary noises that might wake our ���little brother.��� His puissant strokes send me spewing my release onto our chests and bellies while he continued rocking until he could no longer hold off his orgasm. Jets of creamy fluid flowed into my core. Its fervent intensity aroused our fiery kisses, which lingered even after his mighty propensity had simmered to a heaving whimper. He had no intention of ceding his prize; he protracted within until his manhood slithered out involuntarily. He sheathed me into his loving cocoon until I fell into tranquil slumber. Only then did he leave my bed for his own.
Unbeknownst to us, our ���little brother��� had been listening quietly above.
From the back cover:
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 seven volume series.
A Harem Boy's Saga - Book III - DEBAUCHERY; a memoir by Young
Amazon best selling GLBT memoir for 14 months running.
Email: young@aharemboysaga.com
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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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