Let's Go Fly a Kite #ScintillatingSunday
"Beauty is truth's smile when he beholds his face own face in a perfect mirror."
Rabindranath Tagore
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Let's Go Fly a Kite
is a scintillating excerpt from A Harem Boy's Saga - Book III - DEBAUCHERY; a memoir by Young
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Excerpt:
Back in 1967, Portsmouth was not the buzzing city it is today. Since we were going to a kite festival, we went to a local store to purchase a couple of kites. We wanted to join in the fun instead of being bystanders and watching the festivities unfold. Little did we know that kite enthusiasts the world over had come, elaborate kites in hand, to compete for the title of the best original design and show off their latest flying creations.
A crowd of onlookers and participants had gathered at the open field. Judging by the turnout, it was going to be a family event. There were many kinds of kites, from traditional paper kites to others made from lightweight plastic materials. There were kites resembling bobbing jellyfishes, swimming fishes, supernatant sea creatures, flying dragons, soaring mythical birds and crawling land creatures such as pouncing tigers and hopping rabbits. I had never seen such an array of rainbow colors blowing in the wind.
We found a secluded spot in this expansive field to lay our belongings down for a picnic. Before long, our kites had joined the rest of the flying gaggle. Samuel and I were having a fun time maneuvering the strings of our individual kites while our ���big brothers��� sat chatting some distance away, enjoying tea and finger sandwiches. They didn���t notice when the adolescent tripped and fell backwards while pulling on his kite string. He had bumped his head on the ground, and for a brief moment the boy looked as if he had been knocked unconscious. His knee and ankles were bleeding. In a panic, I leaned down to see if he was alright. His eyes were closed, and he did not speak when I called out to him. My immediate thought was to give him mouth-to mouth-resuscitation. To my surprise, during the process I found myself kissing the boy passionately, like prince charming awakening the sleeping beauty. I held onto his limp body while tears streamed down my face. I wasn���t sure if I made the correct revival move. Our BBs came running in our direction when they noticed what had transpired.
Suddenly, Sam opened his eyes as if coming out of a daze. Duc carried his charge posthaste to the nearby first aid tent, which had been set up for emergencies. We followed behind. As he was being carried away, the adolescent turned and gave me an adoring look, as if he remembered the amorous kiss I had planted in his mouth some moments ago.
Andy enquired, ���What happened?���
���We were having fun flying our kites, and the next thing I knew, Samuel was on the ground unconscious. He must have tripped while running backwards.��� I replied but omitted the part about the kiss.
The attending doctor soon gave Sam a clean bill of health after bandaging his minor wounds. Duc wanted to take his charge back to Daltonbury Hall immediately, but the freshman insisted that he was fine and wanted to continue our day���s sojourn. The six of us trooped off to 393 old Commercial Road to the Dickens Birthplace Museum.
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 15 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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