By: Attai

 

Id like to take this opportunity to thank the Hot  Arab Men who have made a pussyboy out of me and have further educated me into a submissive bottom whose happiness is to serve and worship my Top's Zeb. i'm 38yo now and still happy when an Arab Man tells me "moss Zeb" ...(=suck my dick).

This all started when i was 17yo and already felt attracted by Men,
real Men but i was too shy to do anything except jacking off alone
...until one day

How i became a pussyboy for the Arab Male

A small town in France, in a very hot summer day. i had noticed a
cruising place - i didn't know much about cruising at that time - a
public toilet situated underground near a parking lot. That day i
decided to go there and see by myself. There were 2 small corridors,
one for the ladies, one for the gents where you had 3 urinals and 2
booths. I stood at one urinal and some men went by for a quick piss
and left. Then an Arab Man, he was from Maghreb either Moroccan or
Algerian, mid 40's i guess. He choosed the urinal next to mine,
flipped his dick through his open zipper and let loose a gush of piss.
i couldn't help but glance as discreetly as possible to his exposed
pisser...a long cut Arab dick that gives me immediately a tremendous
desire to kneel and suck ...then the piss flood stopped and the man
shaked his cockhead a few times and ...looking at me he began to
stroke his dick very slowly. My heart was pounding and i imitated him
when suddenly he grabbed my ass, feeling my cheeks; i ducked down in
order to suck my first Zob but he made a sign "no" and packed his
majestic organ. He showed me to follow him in a safer place ...and i
zipped up and went behind him to a booth on the ladies aisle : i
understood that this side was always empty and it was very seldom that
any woman stop in this primitive turkish loo.
I would have trouble to describe my first Man i was intimated and
expected to give a quick blow-job. He wore a cheap dark suit and had
his dick and balls only hanging out of his fly. i was also fascinated
by his massive thin but long dick still limp and i felt the urge to
kneel and suck. Silently he asked me to undress : i had to peel off my
shirt trousers and briefs ...stark naked except my socks and shoes
before a full dressed mature Arab Man.
I was an unexperienced cocksucker and was not prepared for the
stiffening Arab Zob ...He seized my neck and rubbed his dick all over
my face, slapping me with it, resting it on my nostrils and my lips
...then i had to suck ...unsatisfied he grabbed my ears and began
pushing his growing Manpole in the back of throat more and more
roughly...i was drooling all over and and trouble breathing. i was
searching my balance under the brutal assault of my throat and i put
my hands on his firm buttocks : he pushed them under on his thighs. i
was to learn later by Moroccans that a pussyboy shows great respect to
his Man's Ass and only nose, lips and tongue are allowed there.

He withdraw his now big and hard member and pushed my face in his
groin for sniffing, kissing, lapping his shaved balls : i noticed his
pubes were  stubble. The rest was short and i got the Arab darkskinned
pussymaker back in my slobbering mouth. He bent over me to feel my
naked buttcheeks, squeezing them, fingering my crack until he put some
spit on it and inserted one finger in my virgin tight hole. i was
aware of his intentions now but was equally excited by his Male organ
stuffed in my mouth, his Male scent in my nostrils and the fear of
being fucked in the ass. He showed me to stand and turn around,
putting my hands on the tiled wall and spreading for him.
i felt the long Arab Dick against my white cheeks then being crushed
along my asscrack ...gosh how long i was ...He spat in his fingers and
i got my only "lube" then the flaring cockhead pressed against my
resisting anus until it was broken open and the whole hard Zob was
rammed at full force in my virgin hole ...a stick of hot iron was
imbedded in me ...he stopped a while but the worst was to come. He
began fucking me in and out with increasingly rapid and brutal strokes
and i wanted to shout and just whimper very softly because in fear to
be dsicovered ...i had my first ride being the mare under the Arab
warrior mansword ...hearing his balls slapping against my burning ass.
i was to submit to the Male's power and i felt this buring power deep
inside me ...He didn't last long (fortunately) and i felt a new
sensation the hot Man seed invading my bowels. (this was pre-aids
era). He got his softening Zob out eliciting a new pain in my hot
ravaged hole; he cleaned his dick with great concern and had me kiss
it, zipped up and left.
my ass was in fire but slowly the pain was transformed into a warm
exviting sensation ...my ass was becoming a pussy-ass made for the
Arab Man.
i waited a whole year before kneeling in front another Arab Zob but i
was hooked and i know now that this Man made be a pussyboy for Arab
Men.