Gay Saudi Stories

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Ethiopian Cabin Boy

by sr71plt on Aug 22, 2017
Gay Male

When I left Bangkok, Thailand, the first time, I originally thought I'd be returning to a world that was almost completely straight and that my days of enjoying a rich and active bi lifestyle were over. My work with the government, with its strong homophobic policies, just didn't seem to leave that avenue safely open to me. And for a couple of years, when I...

Jono's Journey Home Ch. 01

by Shy_Bottom69 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 1 - The Journey Begins My name is Jono Banks this is my story of discovery on my journey home. First I should tell you a bit about myself. I try to live life by a short list of rules that yes, I frequently violate, often to my detriment: 1. There is a God. 2. I am not God. 3. Answer all questions in brevity. Don't babble, or offer extra informat...

Jono's Journey Home Ch. 06

by Shy_Bottom69 on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 6 - Jono & The Gilded Cage We finished our meal and walked out to the Range Rover. Reza climbed in the back with me. When Tam put the key in the ignition there was an odd sound a funny electronic warning tone. He swore colorfully as he picked up a handset. He called the mobile operator to retrieve his message then dialed the number. "Benjamin I have...

Black Leather Glove

by KeithD on Apr 14, 2020
Gay Male

This was different. I hadn't been fucked in this position before, and I'd been fucked a whole lot since I'd been brought to the brothel in Manama, Bahrain, four months earlier. It seemed that every Saudi man coming across the causeway into Bahrain for a "what happens in Bahrain stays in Bahrain" gambling, drinking, and sex vacation wanted to fuck a small, bl...

Jono's Journey Home Ch. 05

by Shy_Bottom69 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 5 - An Introduction To My Father I awoke to Tamam lightly rubbing the skin between my eyes. I nuzzled deep into the fabric of his shirt deeply inhaling his scent. "Jono, you must wake now. We must dress you for dinner with the family." I grumbled and whined, "Food is overrated, but family time is not." I discovered my sweet Arabian ninja already ha...

Jono's Journey Home Ch. 09

by Shy_Bottom69 on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 9 - The Prince & The Stallion We were awakened Tuesday morning to the annoying electronic alarm coming from Tam's chronograph wristwatch. I never understood the allure of the digital watch. Give me an old Timex any day. I use the term 'we' very loosely, because it was actually I who was awakened by the alarm. I also knew Tam had a full day of evalu...

I am a Willing Slave!

by August74 on Jul 15, 2020
Gay Male

Permit me to introduce myself. My name is Jake. Having just celebrated my 18th birthday, my family decided to throw a grandiose party. While I was not keen on the idea of a celebration, I was happy that I would be in the company of some good friends. My parents were well off and loved me very much. I was an only child and as such I needed to be loved by ever...

Jono's Journey Home Ch. 02

by Shy_Bottom69 on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 2 - A Need For Education Oh, how I hated that alarm. After one year of sleeping on Government Issue sheets, this bed was heaven! The silk pajamas where so soft and cool on my skin, coupled with the at least 2000 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets. I really didn't want to get up. The phone rang, "Jono, you outta that rack yet?" "Nessa, Puhleeeeeeas...

Jono's Journey Home Ch. 08

by Shy_Bottom69 on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 8 - To The Hospital When I woke up I had been returned to the master bedroom. I do not understand how this man can be so sneaky. I was surprised to see him walking into the bathroom. Clearly Tam wanted me to sleep in, and enjoy the morning off. I just enjoyed watching him walk away. Sleeping in was not in the cards, the phone rang. Tamam turned an...

My Kind of Taxi

by FadeEstates on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I was a tourist staying in New York for a week, I was having fun with friends and all, but it came down with me wanting more then friends. I took a taxi from Hamilton Heights down to Central Park, not knowing that I only had seven dollars in my pocket. I was in the taxi with a man born in Saudi Arabia, he was a nice man, maybe thirty years old by looking a...