Paris post 8

For me last night in Paris I decided to have a quiet one. You see François was meeting me at me hotel early next morning and then we would drive to Barcelona, so I wanted to be ready for that. You will remember that on me last night in Cologne I went out and got drunk and ended up in sex club and so I had to change me plans at last minute and so I arrived in Paris a day late. I didn’t want to mess up me plans with François like that!

As I had been sauna that afternoon I had just one beer in Cox Bar, then one beer in Raidd Bar where I watched that shower stripper show one last time, then I went back to me hotel and packed up all me bits and bobs, then I set me alarm on me mobile and went to bed.

Next thing I remember is being woken up by a noise. I should say this hotel I was staying in was pretty basic and cheepo and there was generally noise going on all night whether it was voices or footsteps or banging. The noise that had woke me up was a banging noise. I tried to ignore it at first, but then I noticed it wasn’t the usual type of banging noise - and that’s when I realised it was someone knocking at me hotel room door! I looked at me mobile and it was close to 1am, but still I crawled outta bed and opened the door curious to find out who was there and what was going on. I did wonder if there was a fire or something!

Anyway I opened the door a crack and peeked out into the hall and it was no fire or drama: it was that Algerian guy Tarek! I wasn’t expecting to see him! So I open the door and he right away comes into me room. I am still half asleep and still real dopey, so we have this muddled conversation where he apologises for waking me but he says he was nearby and so he came by to see if I was in because he wanted to ask if I had some cash to give him so he could go buy some marijuana for us to share as he’d met this bloke with some to sell but he didn’t have enuff cash himself to get it. I say that I would normally be up for that, but I say that I am leaving Paris for Barcelona the next day and as I couldn’t risk being caught on the French-Spanish border with no marijuana there was no point in me investing in any. Tarek says that’s okay he understands, and again he apologies for waking me up.

I feel a bit guilty then, especially as I have enjoyed a few free smokes off of Tarek while I was in Paris, so I say I can afford to give him €20 towards the marijuana if that would help? And he straight away says that’d be good, and so he takes €20 off of me and says he’ll be back later with some smoke for us and then he’s gone.

I have to be honest and say I never expected to see Tarek again after that, and after he had gone I did feel a bit stupid for giving him that €20 for nothing, so I was real surprised when i got woken up again just after 2am by more knocking at me door - and even more surprised to open it to see Tarek standing there in the hall with another Arab lad!

The other Arab lad was about same age as Tarek but I'd say more fit and handsome than Tarek, and he was dressed in the same sort of Ghetto-style gear as Tarek, so they both looked like they just stepped outta some Usher rap video. I'm just outta me bed and just in me underpants so who knows what sorta video I look like I just stepped out of! Anyway, they were both a bit stoned already, so obvious they'd already had a cheeky smoke, but Tarek straight away rolled a nice fat joint and lit it and handed it to me. Even though Tarek has been here in me hotel room on two occasions I was still wary having him around, and still a bit worried that he’d rob me, so I had though to not get too stoned - but after a couple puffs that idea went out the window and instead I sat on me messy bed next to Tarek and his mate and concentrated on getting happily wasted, also wondering if I’d get to suck on Tarek’s cock again.

I didn’t have to wonder for long about that, because once we had shared a couple spliffs and we were all getting nicely trashed, Tarek very unexpectedly just pulled his trackies and boxers down to reveal his tasty looking semi-hard cock and I straight away got down on me knees and started to suck it! As I got down to sucking Tarek’s stiffening cock, his mate was quick to pull down his trackies and boxers as well and he gets on with the job of wanking himself until he was also hard. Even though his cock looked real juicy and mouthwatering, I did stay with sucking on Tarek’s cock until it was properly rock hard and glistening, and only then did I move onto sucking his mates cock.

As I kneel there sucking Tarek's mates cock I did notice Tarek stand up and so I keep one eye on him to see what he is up to, but Tarek just walks round behind me and straight away yanks me underpants right down. Next I feel Tarek’s cockhead pushing hard against me hole and then suddenly he pushes with even more force so that his cock goes right up me with just spit and no lube! That's second time today I got fucked with no lube! But Tarek's cock is bigger than that British bloke who fuck me in sauna so I for sure made a loud cry at that - in fact I’m surprised I never bit Tarek’s mates cock off! I mean, I was stoned - but I wasn’t so stoned for that not to hurt! But Tarek never seemed to notice, he just got on with ramming his cock in and out me arse real fast and hard in his usual style till he shot his load up in me arse. Typical, I was just starting to enjoy that rough fuck when Tarek cums then pulls out! Fortunate, then, that straight away after Tarek has pulled his cock outta me his mate goes round behind me and now he starts to fuck me. He doesn’t fuck me any more careful or gentle, but after taking Tarek’s rude rough fucking I am able to handle this second fucking much more easy - in fact I am so ready for that dark Arab meat that I start to pump me arse up and down on that cock till I shoot me load all over the hotel carpet! As soon as I cum Tarek's mate goes into overdrive and pumps and pumps at me hole till he cums too. And then all three of us wind up by sharing another smoke, and so by the time they depart I am trashed and well fucked and knackered - and François is due in a few hours!

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Paris post 5

I was hoping I would see again the tough Arab lad I’d had a smoke and fuck with, but I wasn’t sure I ever would. We hadn’t swapped mobile numbers or nothing. So when the man on reception of me hotel handed me a note I was pleased to get it because it said he would come again to me hotel at 7pm the next day and it was signed Tarek - up until right then I could not remember his name!

I had though of going to sauna, but instead I decided I would make sure to be back at me hotel for 7pm to see Tarek again. So I did a day of sightseeing in Paris and after got back in plenty of time so that at 7pm I was downstairs for when Tarek arrived. He was wearing a baseball cap just like before but today also a white tracksuit. With him was another man, a big and balding Arab man who looked much older than Tarek. Anyhow, Tarek introduced us all and I thought he said this man was his uncle but I think that might just have been how his name sounded, and then Tarek asked if we could go up to me room. Both Tarek and that other man followed me up to me room which made me feel a bit apprehensive at first, just like that first time when I’d had Tarek in me room (though I must admit that this time I had hid all me valuables knowing that Tarek was visiting) but when we got in me room Tarek straight away took out a small bag of marijuana and started making a smoke - so me nerves eased off a bit.

Me and Tarek sat on the edge of me bed and the older Arab guy sat on a stool and we all started to have a smoke. Tarek spoke basic but aright English, but the older guy spoke no English, but I found out that Tarek was 28 and was from Algeria and he worked on a market stall in north Paris. From Tarek I next found out that his older friend was also from Algeria and was 52 and had some import business.

I had aimed to be a bit watchful what with Tarek and his friend being here, but the smoke was pretty strong and so by the time Tarek had lit up another one I was starting to feel pretty spaced out! When we had all done smoking that, Tarek asked me if I would pay for the smoke the same way I’d paid for it the last time. I didn’t understand and so I told him that I hadn’t paid for it the last time! He laughed and then he said that his friend wanted to fuck me! I straight away said to Tarek that I wanted him to fuck me, and so he laughed again and said they’d both fuck me!

I realised then that as well as feeling stoned I was also feeling horny, so I pulled me teeshirt off over me head and then stood up and pulled me shorts and underpants right off. By then Tarek had also pulled down his tracksuit trousers and his long lean cut cock was out and already semi-hard, so I went down on me knees and started to suck it. Tarek put one hand on the back of me head and started to thrust with his hips and soon I feel his cock swell and stiffen in me mouth. Once Tarek’s cock was fully hard he took it out of me mouth and when I looked up at him he nodded at the other guy and he said to me: “you suck him now.”

When I look round I see the older Arab guy standing right there and now naked. His big chest and round belly were covered by a rug of hair and he had a real thick cut cock that was stiff and sticking forward straight at me, so I crawled over there and next started to suck that too. It was a stubby cock, no way near as long as Tarek’s cock, but it was much more fatter - a bit like a beer can. And you know how I like me beer so I opened me mouth wide and slugged down that cock!

All the time as I gulp on that beer can dick I hear this guy and Tarek speak in Arabic, but I don’t know what they say. When I next look back round at Tarek I see that he has now stripped off his tracksuit and underpants and is standing there next to me bed showing off his skinny hard tattooed body and his long lean hard dick. Next thing I know, Tarek has pulled me up off the floor and over onto me bed, and all of a sudden I’m there kneeling right on the edge of me bed and I can feel the hard wet tip of Tarek’s cock pressing between me bumcheeks. Next I’m gasping as he pushes every inch of it all the way in, and for the next couple minutes I kneel there on the edge of me bed as Tarek pounds me arse real fast and hard. Even though he gives me arse a firm slap with the back of his hand at regular intervals, his fast thrusting and fucking never slows down until the second he pulls out and shoots his load all over me back.

Straight away after taking Tarek’s cock I felt the stubby beer can cock of that older Arab guy pressing against me hole. Even though I’m real stoned and even though I had just got that fast hard fucking off Tarek, me hole is still too tight to manage his mates cock easy - but after a couple attempts and a lot of whimpering and yelping I have managed to get it up me. And even though me head is lost in that cloudy haze of marijuana that makes me feel all dazed and horny, I can still feel that me hole is stretched proper wide and it’s still real painful as he fucks me. But I grit me teeth as he bangs away at me tight hole, and lucky for me that fuck is as fast as the one i just got off of Tarek - and so soon that beer can cock has shot a load up me and that older Arab guy is putting his trousers and shirt back on. As I crash on me bed, with me hole now feeling empty and less stretched, I see that Tarek is already dressed and is standing impatiently waiting for his older mate to finish getting dressed. Almost straight away they’re out the door, but Tarek gives me a little wink as he goes. And I crash out into sleep and I don’t wake up before next morning.

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Paris post 2

Sad to say is that me one complaint about the Euro Men’s Club sauna wouldn’t be that it was too empty – it would be that they don’t serve beer! If I could have got a bit drunk in there then I might have got in the mood to stay longer and maybe even sample a cheeky granddad cock or two! Instead, after that fuck in that cubicle I got dressed to go – and a bit surprisingly it seemed like most others were getting dressed and going too.

As I was about to leave that thin old guy behind the front counter stopped me on me way out and started to speak to me in French again – and again I had no idea what he was saying! Fortunately, some of them granddads was also dressed and leaving too, and one seemed to speak some English and so he was able to translate a bit. So it turned out that the thin old guy behind the front counter was basically saying that I should come to the sauna earlier in the evening and then it’d be much more busy. The old French bloke who was translating also agreed that the sauna was busier and better early. I then found out that the sauna was soon to close for the day, even though it was only just after 9pm – which made it all make sense! It turned out that gay saunas in Paris are at their most busy straight after work, which explains why it was so quiet when I turned up! I said to that old French bloke that although I’d never been to sauna in London, I knew that they are busy later after all the bars have shut, and I didn’t think it would be any different in Paris. He translated that to the thin guy behind the counter who then nodded back. The thin guy then said something and scribbled on something – and it turns out that I’d been given a free pass to visit Euro Men’s Club sauna the next day, which was good considering that I hadn’t really complained or anything. But as that was me next day sorted, I for sure wasn’t going to complain about that!

So once I was outside on the street, I thought I’d risk being cheeky and ask that old French bloke who had been translating if he knew a place in Paris I could get some marijuana or hash for a little smoke. At first he didn’t understand because he just offered me a regular cigarette, but I said no I didn’t smoke those – and then he finally understood! And he said perhaps! So he took me across the street to a little café-bar and he got a coffee and I got a beer. He made a couple calls on his mobile and then said that it was maybe possible, and could I meet him back here at this café-bar in two hours? So of course I said yes.

So two hours later I was back there and spotted that old French bloke sitting having coffee with a tough looking Arab-type lad. He was maybe 25 or 30 and tall and skinny with some tattoos on his arms, and he was dressed proper ghetto-style with baseball cap and big baggy football shirt and long baggy sports shorts and Adidas high-tops, so him and that old French bloke (who was neat looking and smart dressed) did look like an odd pair – but it also looked promising!

Anyhow it turned out to be not as promising as it could have been, because the Arab lad didn’t have much – just enough for a couple of smokes. But he did say that he would have more in a day or two. So I said that I just wanted one smoke anyhow, and so the Arab lad said he didn’t mind us sharing, and did I have a place near we could go and smoke?

So all three of us then walked to me hotel, but once we got there that old French bloke suddenly said his goodbyes and went off on his own way. I was suddenly a bit wary of having this Arab lad in me hotel room, what with me cash and passport and debit card and stuff all in there (I had assumed that old French bloke was going to stay around) but it was too late now to back out so him and me went in and up to me room.

Turns out that there was a good bit there to smoke even though it hadn’t looked like much, so soon I was a bit stoned and feeling much more relaxed about having some tough-looking Arab lad in me hotel room sitting opposite me on the floor. Then, just for a second I stopped being relaxed when he suddenly and unexpectedly asked me if I liked to suck cock – which sounded like a potential dangerous accusation to answer to at the time! Now I think about it I had only met this guy because of that old French bloke from Euro Men’s Club sauna and that old bloke must surely like to suck cock, and because of that sauna connection this Arab lad must have known already that yes I did for sure like to suck cock, but at the time I hadn’t thought about all that! So anyway I didn’t answer. And then this Arab lad pulled down the elastic waistband of his baggy sports shorts and showed me his cock and then… well I didn’t need to answer that question no more, I just got over there and started to suck it!

As I’ve said already, this Arab lad was tall and skinny – and now I was right up close to him with his cock in me mouth I could tell that his body may be skinny but it was also rock solid. And funnily enough his cock was tall and skinny and rock solid too!

At first he just stayed sat there on the floor, lolling against the bed, not at all moving, with me kneeling in front of him so that I could suck and suck that tasty Arab cock. But just as this sucking all seemed to be in slow motion, suddenly it all got real speeded up real fast – and before I had much chance to yelp he had swung me round, pulled me jeans and briefs down to me knees, and forced his cock up me arse! Well, maybe I did do a little yelp right then! And from then it carried on being real speedy because he quickly fucked and fucked and fucked me. As he knelt there behind me thrusting his cock hard up me, every now and then he’d give me arse a real hard slap, then he thrust a few final times then he shot his load. Wow, it was nearly as fast and as intense a fuck as with me Venezuelan roommate in Amsterdam!

After he’d slid his cock outta me arse I lay on back on the floor all tangled up with me legs and me half pulled down jeans and briefs, and I quickly got on with wanking me own cock. As I lay there wanking, the Arab lad pushed his still hard cock back into me mouth and I was able to suck out the last couple drops of his cum – and then I shot a big wet load all over me teeshirt!

So then this Arab lad put his cock away and said he’d come back to see me in a couple of days with some more – if I could manage some more? And I said yes for sure I could manage more, though I didn’t know if he means more marijuana or more cock. I was hoping he means both!

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