AUTHOR: VERITAS

 

Hi guys,

 

Why don't I tell you guys about my second visit to Morocco. Me and my best friend,
he's Moroccan, went to Morocco last year. It was my second visit to his
family there, so I already knew his brother, sisters, aunts, uncles and
specially his cousins. One of them Mustafa is a very goodlooking boy. He has
long black curly hair and a smile to die for. One look from his dark eyes
and I'm melting like snow in the sun Before we arrived in Morocco my friend
told me his cousin Mustafa has the biggest cock of Morocco and he's horny
every time of the day. You'll understand that Mustafa had my interest at
once.
The third day in Morocco (I stayed for six weeks) we went to the beach it
was a warm and balmy day. At the end of the day before we went home we took a
shower at the beach. I had to wait because they were all occupied. Mustafa
however had a free cabin. While I was waiting I heard moaning in Mustafa's
cabin. I thought he wasn't feeling well and without even thinking it could
be something else I lifted the curtain and put my head in the cabin to see
if he was allright. Well he was allright..he was ALL RIGHT!!! He was
completely naked and holding his big cock in his hand. He was jerking
off that big fat cock and his other hand was touching his balls. I never saw
such a big piece of meat. I couldn't get my eyes off it and just when I was
going to say sorry he looked at me, smiled and said "Do you like big
cocks?". I could only say WOW!! but that was enough for him. He gave me a
big j/o performance in that cabin. He was so horny he did it twice and the
stone wall of the cabin was full of his big hot load. This all gave me a
terrible hardon and a few minutes later in the privacy of my own cabin I had
to j/o as you'll understand.
On the way back in the car he was constantly smiling at me. My friend, who
wasn't born yesterday, looked at me and said: I presume you guys had a good
time.
And this was only the beginning. My friend and I planned a five day trip to
Fez and Rabat. Mustafa wanted to come with us, specially when he heard we
were sleeping in hotels. He had never seen an hotel from the inside but the
twinkle in his eyes and the looks he gave me was telling me that he had
something in mind.
Next time I will tell you what happened in Fez. The hotel was hot and so was
Mustafa......

And Mustafa wasn't the only one in Morocco. My friends brother, who's also
living in my hometown, joined us on our trip to Morocco. He had his own
bedroom and on one night, when I had to go to the bathroom, he called me and
when I entered his room he was lying naked on his bed touching his cock. He
asked me to come inside and to close the door. I bet Mustafa told him about
my interest for big Moroccan cocks. I stept towards his bed and his cock was
hard in a second. I couldn't resist the look of his beautiful light brown
body and I wanted to taste that cock so much....
Well one story at the time. Next time I will tell you what happened in the hotel with

Mustafa and I will also tell you about the horniest night in my life with my friends

brother. 

 

Being gay in Morocco is not easy for men. Due to religious and family tradition it's not 

accepted very easily. However having sex with a girl is even harder before marriage.

But the sun makes them very horny I suppose and they don't have a problem to have sex with

another guy. Specially with a blond European guy (like me). So all you blonds out there have

the time of your life and visit Morocco. Besides that it's a beautiful country and the people are really

nice and very friendly. Do accept an invitation for dinner at a Moroccan family. You will never forget their hospitality.