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“There is nothing safe about sex. There never will be.”
When the Porsche pulled into the parking lot of a beautiful mosque situated on top of a hill, I was amazed by the architectural splendor of this gigantic Moorish building. Tall pillars surrounded the domed structure. Several of the pillars had loud speakers, calling believers to their daily prayers. We entered the marbled entrance. Arabian rugs were strewn on marble floors covered with pairs of shoes and balghas (slippers) left by worshippers who had entered the main prayer hall. It is a sign of respect to Allah for visitors to enter the large prayer room with bare feet.
Since it wasn't Holy Friday, the mosque was not too crowded. Approximately thirty worshippers were prostrate chanting verses from the Quran. Other believers mumbled silent prayers, eyes closed.
As we walked around the edge of the grand hall, I noticed beautiful tiny carved stone stars and crescent moon shaped cut outs in sections of the thick walls. This allowed natural light to create enchanting effects on the floor within the prayer hall. The light seemed an imprint of celestial testimonies cast upon the white marble floors, relating tales of love, compassion and joy for all mankind and the world. I was awestruck by the beauty of this holy place.
Expecting to find Andy and Ubaid at my side, I turned to speak to my Valet. To my surprise, neither of them was around. I continued to explore the great hall, looking for them. On the opposite side of the walkway, I caught a glimpse of my Valet and guide disappearing through a doorway. Silently I followed, some distance behind, through a narrow doorway which the two had entered. I saw a large, open-air courtyard with a tranquil, octagonal shaped fountain of crystal blue water bubbling from a sculpture of a falcon’s head. I observed the decorative mosaics and marble surrounding this splendid work of art. In the base of the fountain, I saw inscriptions from the Quran. Golden Arabic calligraphy shimmered under the vibrant sunlight making it appear that the bottom was completely covered in pure gold.
Mesmerized by such beauty, I sat on the fountain's ledge lost in wonder. I could have sat for hours admiring its tantalizing beauty, but I remembered I had to find my Valet and guide. Looking around the open space, I saw four doorways, which I thought led up to the four surrounding pillars in the courtyard. I was wondering which entrance to venture into when I noticed one of the doors had been left ajar, while the others were shut. I decided to go through the opened door.
Expecting to find spiral staircases leading to the top of the pillars, I was surprised to find a large room filled with colored archways supported by tall pillars. The chamber I had just entered seemed to stretch for miles. It was dead silent with no one in sight as far as I could see. Drawn by the unusual architectural beauty of this space, I quietly tiptoed into the inner sanctum of this holy room. I felt as if I had walked into a surreal wonderland floating on an expansive black and white diamond shaped marble floor. The ceiling was supported by red and off-white brick arches and pillars. I was transported to a delightfully peaceful space within this house of God. I wanted to sit on the cool marble to absorb the beauty of this spiritual sanctuary.
Within the quietness of this expansive chamber I heard faint groaning noises emanating from behind one of the thick circular pillars at the furthest end of the room.
As quietly as possible I tip toed closer to the source of the noise. I saw Ubaid and my lover French kissing each other in a heated passionate embrace. The ugly head of jealously rose to the forefront, but I was also excited to witness the scene unfolding before my eyes.
I wanted to go over to separate the two, but my Bahriji training taught me to confront negative feelings, transforming them into positive experiences. My feet felt glued to the floor. I waited; I wanted to see more before deciding upon my next move.
Although the two men were deep in the throes of passion, Ubaid noticed I was standing nearby, watching their every move. My arousal showed underneath my thobe. I voluntarily lifted my garment, exposing my erect penis to my guide, while they continued their kisses. Ubaid motioned me to join them. Being an obedient Oasis student, I did as was told.
When I was a few inches away from Andy and Ubaid, my guide gently pushed me down on my knees, sandwiching me between the two of them. They lifted their thawb, tying the hem of their garments into knots at their waists, while I lowered their underwear to their ankles, devouring their engorged manhood with a hungry passion I didn’t previously know I possessed. The fear of being found in this forbidden act was just as exciting as tasting the juicy fruits of the two mens’ loins, which exploded all over me. It would have been high sacrilege if our ménage a tois had been discovered by the Islamic authorities. "There is nothing safe about sex!"
My Bahriji education had served me well. Jealously rears its ugly head and we can choose whether or not to give it power over us. I learned to conquer the negative, and to transform fear and jealousy into positive experiences.
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From the back cover:
This provocative story is about a young man who was initiated into a clandestine sexual society. He was spirited to the Middle East, from his UK boarding school. He attended the Bahriji School (Oasis,) in The United Arab Emirates in preparation for serving in Harems for the wealthy and elite.
It is also a love story between the young man and his ‘Valet’ who served as his chaperone and mentor during the boy’s Harem service.
I had a privileged and unique upbringing in Malaysia, where I was known as a "sissy boy." Following in my brothers' footsteps, I was sent to an exclusive boarding school in England. It is there that I was inducted into a clandestine organization, E.R.O.S. The Enlightened Royal Oracle Society. For four years, unbeknownst to my family, I was willingly and happily part of a Harem.
My story has been kept under wraps for close to 45 years. The correct moment has arrived for me to make known my unique education.
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There are 7 volumes in A Harem Boy’s Saga series.
A Harem Boy's Saga - Book I - INITIATION; a memoir by Young
Amazon best selling GLBT memoir for 16 months running.
Coming soon in September 2016:
A Harem Boy's Saga - Book IV - TURPITUDE; a memoir by Young
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2015 Readers' Favorite Award finalist and Readers' Favorite 5 Stars Award prizes in the Non-Fiction Autobiography category.
2015 Author Award and 5 Stars Award from Author Street Team.
2013 Pinnacle Book Achievement Award in the Autobiography category.
INITIATION is within the United States, United Kingdom & Australia amazon top #100 bestseller ranking in the GLBT memoir/autobiography category since publication - 15 months running and still going strong.
A Film Contract has been secured with an independent UK Producer, operating in Hollywood.
What a reviewer said...
By Wendy Acosta
Format: Kindle Edition
Never have I read a story that has me exclaiming "OMG, OMG, OMG" every few chapters. This autobiographical story shares the intensely personal journey of a young boy as he comes of age in the midst of a male harem in the Middle East. He experiences all the things that forbidden and taboo...you know those "unmentionable elephants in the room" that we are warned about from an early age. I had to read this real life adventure to find out how messed up and damaged he must be. Imagine my surprise to meet an emotionally healthy young man who successfully grabs all life has to offer and does it with an innocence that is simply beautiful.
Don't read this book if you aren't ready for your ingrained beliefs and values to be challenged. Don't read this book if you are not ready to delve into a side of our global society that is well hidden from most. Don't read this book unless you too are ready to step into a new adventure. Initiation will change how you view the world.
Well done Bernard.
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