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oung nobleman was
about twenty-one years old, and was tall, with a deep, mellow voice
and dark hair and moustache. Amri was totally entranced by the
presence of this handsome young man, and wanted more than anything to
be allowed to do what his master did with him.
Amri lost count of the number of times he had felt Forikar's
throbbing shaft thrusting within his hands while his master rode the
young man from behind. Amri's master was not in the proper position
during these moments to notice Amri's rigid, frustrated phallus
begging in vain for attention, but 'Rika' noticed it, and was often
kind enough to do something about it later.
Rika would usually whisper to Amri to meet him out in the garden
as he was leaving, and Amri would dash out a side exit to rendezvous
with the handsome Lord. Since the laws were so strict concerning
boy's Amri's age, there was not a lot he and Rika could do, but Rika
did at least take Amri's tormented cock into his mouth and expertly
bring him to orgasm.
Amri was overwhelmingly grateful for Rika's gentle
ministrations, and felt strongly attracted to the young man. He
wished more than anything to have the opportunity to mount Rika just
as his master did. Now, almost three years later, Amri would finally
get his wish, thanks to the magic of Dalton's Dream Plane
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