Chapter 16

 

 

CO Anderson had been right. After the four men got to the hospital in Germany, Benoit and Stone were together in one room, while Abbas and Saaleh were in another room just down the hall. All of them were cut off from the rest of the world. It seems that what had happened when they had escaped had indeed caused a significant upheaval in Afghan politics.

As Stone understood it, they were being protected from any outsiders slipping in and trying to either get a statement or kill them, as well as keeping any information from getting out that they, the higher-ups, didn’t want to get out. Benoit and Stone were amused by the whole thing; Abbas, however, was not. He was feeling like a caged animal. Saaleh was just enjoying all the attention, and the seemingly endless amounts of food available. Typical of a teenaged boy, he was a bottomless pit.

Abbas and Stone were actually healthy enough to be discharged, but they were being kept together, at least until things had blown over. Since Saaleh was still bedridden, all of them tended to hang out together in his and Abbas’s room, playing cards, watching TV, or whatever else they could find to keep themselves occupied. Saaleh was starting to pick up bits and pieces of English, and seemed anxious to learn more. Stone, in the back of his mind, was a little concerned about what was going to happen to Saaleh once they were discharged from the hospital. He truly was a sweet kid.

It turned out that Saaleh’s parents had been killed in a bombing when Saaleh was only ten years old, and he’d had nowhere to go. The Taliban had snatched him up, and he’d been with them ever since, a tactic the Taliban used to recruit new members. It turned Stone’s stomach thinking about what they did to young kids.

Abbas and Stone had managed to sneak off to spend some time alone, thanks mostly to Benoit, who vacated the room he shared with Stone to allow the two to have their private time.

One afternoon, Saaleh had dozed off, and Benoit didn’t appear too far behind him. Sitting in the room’s recliner, Benoit finally nodded off, and Stone motioned for Abbas to follow him. When they got to Benoit’s and Stone’s room, the Marine closed the door and led Abbas to his bed. Slowly, Stone stripped Abbas of his scant clothing, and kissed and licked places that had been covered.

He took great delight in learning every nook and cranny of Abbas’s body. His dark, tight nipples nestled in his thick, black chest hair. That particular spot he liked to have nipped at behind his ear, and Stone’s favorite, the furry space from his navel to the top of his pubic hair. For Stone, that was the sexiest spot on Abbas’s whole body.

Of course, Stone had fallen in love with his nice-sized cock and low-hanging balls, encased in their fuzzy sac. Abbas’s taste and smell nearly drove the American insane with desire. It seemed he couldn’t get enough of him.

The first time Stone went for his ass, rimming him, he thought Abbas was going to crawl out of his skin. Abbas has one of the finest asses Stone had ever seen, and to bury his face in his hairy ass crack was pure heaven to the blonde. To know this man so intimately, to have access to this most sensitive area of a man, to be able to give him such pleasure, was more than Stone could ever have hoped for.

They found out that both liked to receive as well as give when it came to sex. The first time Stone entered Abbas’ hot, tight ass, he knew that he would never tire of this extraordinary man. The way his dark pucker would grip Stone’s pink dick, the hair around his hole feathering around the shaft of his cock as the American pulled out of Abbas, was like nothing he had ever experienced before.

When Abbas would take Stone, the fat mushroom head of his dark cock would hit spots inside him that he had never known existed. When Abbas fucked Stone, rarely did he ever touch himself, and Stone always came so hard that it was almost painful, his muscles contracting so tightly.

Today, however, Stone wanted to please Abbas, to show him how much he adored him, how much he loved him. Pushing him back onto the bed, Stone crawled between his legs, kissing and licking his think, hairy legs as he made his way to the ‘Promised Land’, of what awaited him between those thick, hairy legs.

Stone suckled Abbas’s testicles, savoring the taste and texture. Pushing his legs back, he licked around Abbas’ winking hole, taking considerable satisfaction from the enjoyment Abbas was obviously getting from all the attention there. He pushed and bucked up into Stone, wanting more of the invading tongue pushing in and out of him.

Seeing how Abbas’s cock was twitching, so much pre-cum leaking from the swollen glands, the hair on his stomach now soaked, Stone knew it was time to go for the gold. The big Marine swallowed Abbas’s cock whole, burying his nose in the thick dark bush, the head throbbing away deep in Stone’s throat. Abbas nearly came off the bed, his dick was so sensitive by this time.

Slowly, Stone withdrew, leaving only the head in his mouth. He probed the tiny slit there, milking as much of the slick pre-cum as he could get, before sucking hard, swallowing him down again.

Stone did this repeatedly, never going fast enough to let poor Abbas come, keeping him on the edge. The hairy Arab started flopping around on the bed, begging for release, yet Stone still tortured him, making it last. His sadistic side enjoying the teasing, Stone listened to Abbas beg for mercy.

Feeling sorry for him after a bit, Stone worked to get him off, which did not take very long at all. Stone’s reward was thick ropes of Abbas’ heavy salty-sweet cream, coursing up out of his pulsing manhood, filling the blonde’s mouth over and over. Stone was so turned on by this man that he shot his own load onto the sheets beneath him. The Marine bucked and hunched into the bedding, dumping a massive load there.

When Stone finally let Abbas’s softening dick from his mouth, the American started to laugh.

“What is so funny?” Abbas asked, a puzzled look on his face.

“I wonder what the nurses think when they change my bed.” Stone continued to laugh. “I bet they’re going to have to replace this mattress, there are so many cum stains on it now.”

They both laughed as they cuddled up close to each other, then fell asleep.

 

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Stone woke up sometime later to see Benoit staring down at them from the foot of the bed, a sly grin on his face. Stone’s face rested on Abbas’s hairy chest, the Arab’s leg thrown over his thick thigh. Abbas’ hairy crotch was fully exposed, showing his semi-hard dick.

“Time for you two to get up.” Benoit sneered at his buddy, knowing what they had been doing earlier. “Dinner will be here shortly, and I don’t think you want to be found in this position.”

Stone blew him a raspberry before he gently woke Abbas up.

When Abbas saw Benoit standing there, his modesty kicked in, and he tried to cover himself with the sheet and blanket beneath them, with no luck.

“Don’t be concerned with trying to cover yourself, Abbas, I’ve already seen it all,” Benoit teased him.

Poor Abbas blushed crimson from embarrassment.

Laughing at the two men, Benoit threw their clothes at them, letting them get dressed as he went into the bathroom. “Wish I had a camera, I could use some good blackmail material about now.” He smugly laughed as the door closed behind him.

Abbas looked at Stone, thinking Benoit had been serious. Stone could only laugh at the whole situation.