"I did some artistic nudes when I was 18 with a French-Canadian photographer while I was modeling.
They were beautiful shots, and they were not about nudity."
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Orion And The Illustrator
is a scintillating excerpt from A Harem Boy's Saga - Book III - DEBAUCHERY; a memoir by Young
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Julian behaved professionally throughout our photo-shoot. Andy was given a pair of loose-fitting sweat pants without any top, while Orion and I wore only sweatshirts without trousers. While I was sandwiched between Orion and Andy, my lover sprouted a hard-on. He was standing behind me against my nakedness and began rotating his pelvis against my derrière, causing my libido to stir. My cock started to wake with each of Andy’s gentle gyrating motions. I was soon standing erect and so was Orion's manhood. As we stood in close proximity and caressed each other, our organs began rubbing against each other as if performing an erotic dance. I could not subdue my bobbing erection with my Valet's hardness bouncing against my derriere. His encouragement stirred our trio’s sensuality to a heightened state of arousal.
Julian took this provocation as a sign that he would be getting some superb photographs, both for his portfolio and for his personal enticement. Although the illustrator was clothed, his hardening genitalia peeked over the top of his jersey pants. Glistening strings of translucent fluid were leaking onto his hairy torso. He had on a sleeveless cropped top that displayed his well-defined six-pack. His bulbous pronouncement approved of our sensuality. He kept clicking as he viewed his 3 models through his camera lens. He did not stop circling the room as we propagated our concupiscence.
Orion wasted no time in his active persuasion. We kissed passionately for the camera and for our personal gratification. Andy urged me from behind as he pulled my waist towards his swelling protuberance. Orion's pulverizing protrusion pressed compellingly against my hardness from the opposite end. Bending forwards, I scooped his erection into my eager mouth, ablactating his lusciousness as if I was deprived of nourishment. His leakage tasted deliciously masculine and his groin smelled deliriously intoxicating. Andy dropped his pants. He was gliding his stiffness against my butt cheeks. Spitting to lubricate his curved member, he eased into my offering orifice. My lover and the ‘big brother’ filled me to the brim from opposite directions.
Julian could no longer hold off his desires. He discarded his sweatpants to join the party, feeding me his pleasurable inches together with Orion’s jutting edifice. I was in 7th heaven, engulfing both shafts into my oral opening. Taking turns to satisfy our frenzied lust, I devoured them hungrily. I was a famished baby needing feed, and the men took turns weaning my esurient mouth. I promised them further satisfaction when Andy had consummated my rear. Our alluring sexuality took on an alternative flight when my lover could no longer hold off his sexual patronage. Letting out several cries, he filled me with his adoring emotions, depositing his virility deep within my person. He slumped his heaving chest against the small of my back while his waning length slid slowly away from my dripping hollow, only to be replaced by Orion's gluttonous engorgement. The model eased into my well-lubricated opening effortlessly. He began our love dance with a gentle foxtrot before progressing to a hot Peruvian salsa, reverting to an irresistible Buenos Aires mambo, and finally ending with the crème de la crème of dirty dancing, an Argentinian tango that filled me with his oozing Latino charisma. I desired more, more than my fill. Julian seemed to read my lascivious thoughts. He took over the model’s position and was now pounding inside me with vigor. He could no longer hold off his exhilarating urgency. The artist unloaded into my obedient aperture. Their intoxicating virility mixed with my masturbatory actions sent me shaking uncontrollably; I exploded all over the floor. The BB and my beloved did not want any of my spills to go to waste. They lapped up every drop before feeding me my seed in a three-way kiss. We suckled, we caressed and we shared my delectable appetizer between us. Julian had moved behind to my back. He delved his tongue into my pulsating wetness, relishing on Andy's and Orion's deposits before plunging his salivating mouth onto my semi-erect boyhood, savoring the remnants of my ejaculation.
The four of us spent the remainder of the day together in the warmth of Julian's flat before taking in a provocative movie at the nearby Electric Cinema Club. As Lexa Doig had professed, "I did some artistic nudes when I was 18 with a French-Canadian photographer while I was modeling. They were beautiful shots, and they were not about nudity." I, like Ms. Doig, also did some artistic nudes when I was an adolescent with an English-French photographer while I was modeling. They, too, were beautiful shots, and they were not about nudity but artistic expression of love.
From the back cover
“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.”
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 series of seven volumes.
A Harem Boy's Saga - Book III - DEBAUCHERY; a memoir by Young
Amazon best selling GLBT memoir .
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Now the boy and Andy, his “valet” are confidantes to the prince and assistants in “Carousel” an international dance club project as well as a photography plan, “Sacred Sex in Sacred Places.” This is not fiction but the memoirs of the boy and they will eventually cover seven volumes. Now that he is located in the household of the royal palace, he has a chance to learn more than ever before. On the other hand, he finds himself in some really uncomfortable situations and gets caught in them. He also comes into contact with some less than favorable characters.
What many may not realize is that this the true story of the author’s own experiences and while we, in the West, may deem what he went through to be taboo and horribly inappropriate, we must understand that there are places in the world today where people actually participate in activities that are unrelated to us here. There are affairs that rob one of personal freedom and there are many places where sex and love do not go hand-in-hand. I admire the author’s bravery in putting this out there for the world to see.