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...should I post this here on GA....? Any interest...?

 

(rated Mature, for sure ;) )

 

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A Half-Ounce of Gold

 

 

 

Part One: I Swallow his Honey-Sweet Cum

 

I was twenty-three at the time, and tired. I had just spent 24 hours on a bus from Jakarta to Bali, and this trip was proving to be something of a bore. The hot and straight eighteen-year old son of my co-worker who lived in Jakarta was going to Bali to drink and fuck whores to celebrate in the New Years – he and his buddies from the International School.

         

On the bus, only the hot kid and his geeky – but also straight – buddy said much of anything to me. The rest of them spent much of the time goofing off and planning on where they were going to pick up sluts. 

         

When we arrived at Kuta Beach, we checked into a moderate and anything but romantic hotel. The only good thing about it was it was exactly across the road from the ocean. I roomed with my pal and his geeky bud, but soon I was left on my own.

         

That evening, walking along the beach, looking at the sun go down, I thought myself pretty lonely. As it began to get dark, I got up, dusted sand off the seat of my jeans and looked for a way back to the road.

         

As I was walking, this kid, who was probably eighteen or nineteen, came up to my side. Now, the men of Bali are beautiful, big round and masculine faces with open and friendly gazes and smile, but this guy was hard and angular and looked a lot more Arabic than Asian. He was about 2-inches shorter than me, but ripped. His tank top let show a lean and well-muscled chest, abdomen and a pair stunning arms. A square gold pendant, like a flat bar of 24 karats, flopped at the bottom of a thick gold chain.    

        

At first I didn't know what he wanted – there were panhandlers and people selling trinkets everywhere – but as the kid smiled at me and began to walk backwards, just in front and to my left side, he held up an unlit cigarette.

         

He said, "French? German? – Français ou Allemande?"

         

"American," I said.

 

Then a grinning leer spread across his face and for the first time I saw just how sexy he was. He had big bright eyes, short-cropped hair, and a devilish lilt to his full lips.

         

"Light?" he stopped walking; he stepped in front of me.

         

I shrugged and half laughed. "I don’t smoke." I had laughed because there was something heavy about his accent; his vowels all had some redounding resonance that trembled in the fillings of my teeth, and deep in the marrow of my thighbones. I tried to step by him, but he put his arm out – I felt his hot but dry hand grip my forearm.

         

"Why so afraid? You no like to make new friends?"

         

I started to walk. "I have to meet my buddies for dinner." It was a lie.

         

He followed me. "You have a girlfriend?"

 

I must have grinned like an idiot, because he instantly got it. Next thing I see is him looking at my crotch, for yes, the moment he laid his workman's hand on me, my cock strained with all it's might against my Levi's for his rough touch to grip it too.   

         

"OH!" He laughed, then drew in for a low and sideways confidence. "You got a boyfriend?"

 

"No," I said, and that was the truth.

         

"Then stop…." He pulled on my arm again, and this time I did halt my progress. "Let's go sit on the beach, watch the waves – what's your hurry?"

         

Right. What was my hurry? An empty hotel room, searching for what was good on local Bali TV?

         

"OK," I said. "But here?" It all seemed so open, with sunburned Australians littering the sand for as far as one could see.

         

He winked. "Follow me." And his tones reverberated deep enough to finger my soul.

 

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...should I post this here on GA....? Any interest...?

 

(rated Mature, for sure ;) )

 

-------------------

 

 

A Half-Ounce of Gold

 

 

 

Part One: I Swallow his Honey-Sweet Cum

 

I was twenty-three at the time, and tired. I had just spent 24 hours on a bus from Jakarta to Bali, and this trip was proving to be something of a bore. The hot and straight eighteen-year old son of my co-worker who lived in Jakarta was going to Bali to drink and fuck whores to celebrate in the New Years – he and his buddies from the International School.

         

On the bus, only the hot kid and his geeky – and also straight buddy – said much of anything to me. They spent much of the time goofing off and planning on where they were going to pick up sluts. 

         

When we arrived at Kuta Beach, we checked into a moderate and anything but romantic hotel. The only good thing about it was it was exactly across the road from the ocean. I roomed with my pal and his geeky bud, but soon I was left on my own.

         

That evening, walking along the beach, looking at the sun go down, I thought myself pretty lonely. As it began to get dark, I got up, dusted sand off the seat of my jeans and looked for a way back to the road.

         

As I was walking, this kid, who was probably eighteen or nineteen, came up to my side. Now, the men of Bali are beautiful, big round and masculine faces with open and friendly gazes and smile, but this guy was hard and angular and looked a lot more Arabic than Asian. He was about 2-inches shorter than me, but ripped. His tank top let show a lean and well-muscled chest, abdomen and a pair stunning arms. A square gold pendant, like a flat bar of 24 karats, flopped at the bottom of a thick gold chain.    

        

At first I didn't know what he wanted – there were panhandlers and people selling trinkets everywhere – but as the kid smiled at me and began to walk backwards, just in front and to my left side, he held up an unlit cigarette.

         

He said, "French? German? – Français ou Allemande?"

         

"American," I said.

 

Then a grinning leer spread across his face and for the first time I saw just how sexy he was. He had big bright eyes, short-cropped hair, and a devilish lilt to his full lips.

         

"Light?" he stopped walking; he stepped in front of me.

         

I shrugged and half laughed. "I don’t smoke." I had laughed because there was something heavy about his accent; his vowels all had some redounding resonance that trembled in the fillings of my teeth, and deep in the marrow of my thighbones. I tried to step by him, but he put his arm out – I felt his hot but dry hand grip my forearm.

         

"Why so afraid? You no like to make new friends?"

         

I started to walk. "I have to meet my buddies for dinner." It was a lie.

         

He followed me. "You have a girlfriend?"

 

I must have grinned like an idiot, because he instantly got it. Next thing I see is him looking at my crotch, for yes, the moment he laid his workman's hand on me, my cock strained with all it's might against my Levi's for his rough touch to grip it too.   

         

"OH!" He laughed, then drew in for a low and sideways confidence. "You got a boyfriend?"

 

"No," I said, and that was the truth.

         

"Then stop…." He pulled on my arm again, and this time I did halt my progress. "Let's go sit on the beach, watch the waves – what's your hurry?"

         

Right. What was my hurry? An empty hotel room, searching for what was good on local Bali TV?

         

"OK," I said. "But here?" It all seemed so open, with sunburned Australians littering the sand for as far as one could see.

         

He winked. "Follow me." And his tones reverberated deep enough to finger my soul.

 

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I'm up for it!!!  When you gonna post it, AC??? 

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A Book 3 of The XXX Series in the making ?

 

Definitely interested, AC; the start is promising.

 

 

For readers who missed Book 1 and Book 2:

 

https://www.gayauthors.org/story/ac-benus/HowtheHeartApproacheswhatitYearns

 

https://www.gayauthors.org/story/ac-benus/hairofthedog

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Yes post it here. Don't be a tease, I want to know what happens. I already know it's real and that's from personal experience. European's always think they've got themselves hidden, just until a sexy Arab boy blows it all apart in less than five minutes!

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Okay, guys, I'm working on it. I think I have concepts for a couple more scenes to add. They should help round it out.

 

Thanks for your encouragement :)

Round it UP did you say?     ~slinks off~  i'm a bad boy .. i know it

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How could

you expect me

to get a wink of sleep

after reading your last posted

chapter?

Brown boys,

smooth, sensuously supple skin,

delicious sunset sex:

discovery as

torture.

 

 

If this isn't encouragement enough, I can write more...  ;). 

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How could
you expect me
to get a wink of sleep
after reading your last posted
chapter?
Brown boys,
smooth, sensuously supple skin,
delicious sunset sex:
discovery as
torture.
 
 
If this isn't encouragement enough, I can write more...   ;). 

 

:blushing: The second posting will prove to be great torment then; lots of 'exchanges' are up to bat.

 

The third is the section were they really get to know one another.

 

Thanks for your encouragement, Parker. 

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You are a man of many talents ... one more surfaced.

No need to be nervous about the second posting as far as I am concerned.

 

A beautiful thing wrapped in beautiful language, what more could we wish for?

 

Thanks for your kind comments, Peter 

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