I looked down and the spoon was lying right under the table by my chair. I leaned down and picked it up and ceremoniously placed it before Hamza. We all had a good laugh, Hamza slapped me on the back and told Abdullah, "I like your friend, no, no," and looked at me and said "I like you, my friend."
Hamza snapped his fingers and the waiters appeared and cleared the table. Another set of waiters entered with tea and a huge tray of sweets and fruit for dessert. Hamza removed a flask from his jacket and poured a whisky for all of us and toasted. He kept the glasses poured and I could feel I was a little buzzed, actually more than a little buzzed.
They talked for quite a while in Arabic while I feasted on the dessert. Abdullah told me that he was trying to convince Hamza to come back to the hotel with us, but Hamza would only agree if I insisted. I smiled, looked over at Hamza and said, "I insist, my friend." They shook their heads and chuckled as they could see I was pretty drunk.
In the taxi to the hotel I sat squeezed between these two hunks and my cock was rock hard. Hamza moved his big hand under my ass and fingered me through my suit pants. I could feel my pre-cum flowing as he pressed and teased my hole.
Once in the room, they removed their shoes at the door and sat on the sofa enjoying another whisky. I excused myself to go to the bathroom to take a piss. Their backs were to me and I took the chance to pick one of Hamza's size fourteen leather shoes and inhale deeply, taking in the seductive odor of mansweat and leather. My cock jerked in response and I thought I might shoot then and there. I took his shoe into the bathroom to prolong the enjoyment. I sat on the toilet and crammed my nose as far into the shoe as possible, taking in as much of the manly aroma as I could. I licked the insole savouring the salty leather. I pulled my pants down and pushed my hard cock and balls into the shoe and fucked it for several minutes. The moist shoe leather felt great on my cock and balIs! I stopped before shooting as I didn't want to load the shoe up with my cum. I struggled to piss with a hard on as I wanted to return before they realized I had taken Hamza's shoe.
I joined them on the sofa and had another whisky. My head was spinning a little and it felt so good to be close to these two hunky men.
"Hamza would like to take a shower and has requested that you show him how to adjust the water," Abdullah said to me.
"Sure," I replied.
"I suggest that you remove your clothes first so that you don't get them wet when adjusting the shower," Abdullah added and I took this another green light from Abdullah..
I took my suit off leaving my underwear on. Hamza entered the bathroom with his shirt and pants on, but he had removed his socks. I looked down at his large feet and had the desire to lick and suck his toes. I knelt down and started licking the top of his right foot. I looked up at him and he seemed very surprised. He sat down on the toilet to give me better access. I sucked his hairy toes and spent a lot of time licking between them. He relaxed and offered me his left foot. My cock was tenting my underwear, I was getting off on the mixed taste of his masculine foot sweat and shoe leather. I sucked his big toe as if it were a cock, which he really seemed to enjoy.
He stood up and pulled his pants and shirt off. Still on my knees I was craving to taste his beefy, muscular ass and hole. I maneuvered him to face the sink and began to lick his cheeks at the crack. I slowly dipped my tongue in his warm, hairy crack and was rewarded with the taste of a man's ass-- not disgusting, but earthy, ass sweat, hormones and soap. I was reeling with desire and I spread his cheeks and licked his crack up and down with my flat tongue. Hidden in the forest of hair was his tight, juicy hole. My tongue honed in it and flicked it teasingly. Hamza moaned, threw his head back and exhaled with pleasure. I penetrated slowly and the flavor of his ass became more intense.I buried my tongue deep in his ass to relish the experience.