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"Now you can take me on the grand tour." Joseph said as he swung his feet off the bed and put on his boxers. "Where is this hot tub you wanted me to see? I could use a good bath. I must stink like a cheep street whore."
"You smell divine to me and look good enough to eat. You're going to love this place. It has everything including 'The Kitchen Sink' plus a built in bar." Richard bragged as he took Joseph by the hand and dragged the near naked soldier from room to room showing him the amenities of the suite.
"Very nice, but where is the hot tub? You said it was an 'in room Hot-Tub'."
"That my luv, I saved for last." He said going over to the French doors, which he opened onto a roof garden patio. A pathway of field stones zigzagged through potted plants, tables, small trees and chase lounges to a raised redwood platform in the center of the patio. On top of the platform was the Hot tub. "One hot-tub as requested, sir."
"You have got to be kidding! I'm not getting into that thing. Not out here in the open anyway." An embarrassed red-faced Joseph said. "And nude no less, right out in the open, you must be demented."
"Love crazed, maybe but not demented. Look around, Babe, there is no one that can see us this high up. For miles around we are above everyone and everything. Just think how nice it will be to soak in the hot tub together, just the two of us, no one will see us. If you are so inhibited I'll tell you what, later tonight, just as the sun goes down, we can crawl into the tub in our boxers to start with and then remove them and do a little 'Moon Bathing'. Would that be better?"
"Well if you're sure no one will see us...OK. Now lets go get something to eat. Sex makes me hungry and right now I'm starving and could eat a pound of raw meat." Joseph said then turned beet red when he realized how this must have sounded to Rich.
"For that we don't have to dine out, I've got a nice slab of beef for you right here." Then seeing the blush on his lover's face added, "Or we could order in room service, they have a nice menu and the selection looks good. When I checked in I asked about places to eat and the front desk clerk recommended a nice Cafe not too far from here. Look, it's now three o'clock; we could go there and have an early dinner or late lunch. Then walk around town and see what there is to see. Perhaps we could pick up a bottle or two of wine. After that we can come back and spend the evening 'At home'. That way there would still be time for a few drinks and lots of Moon Bathing."
"Great, but the food and drinks are on me. This whole thing must be coasting you a fortune," he said and then added, "Besides, while I can't match your family's resources I would still like to contribute something."
"That's sweet! I do appreciate the offer and I will be more sensitive to your feelings in the future, however, this weekend is on my family. Daddy wouldn't have it any other way and for now he and mom want it that way."
"Ok, but at least let me pay for the wine."
"Well --- Ok --- but let's get going or we'll miss the chance to make love as the sun goes down." Richard said as he kissed Joseph and reached into his boxers, pulled out his cock and using it as a handle he piloted him into the bathroom. "Clean up time!"
They got washed and dressed and drove to the Cafe. The room clerk had been right. The place was nice, clean and normally would have been crowded. But because it was neither lunchtime nor super hour, they were able to get a booth in a secluded part of the dinning room. They ordered food and Joseph asked Richard about his family and how things were going at work.
"Funny you should ask about work. You remember the owner, Reinzi don't you? He keeps asking about you and said to tell you there was a job waiting on tables anytime you wanted it. Also there was a rather distinguish gent that has been in about 3 times this week asking for you. He wouldn't leave his name though, do you know who it could be?" Richard asked.
"Bet that's Frank---Frank Gordon. You remember that nice old gentleman, the one that gave me his business card along with the hundred-dollar tip. I think I even still have the card somewhere in my wallet." Joseph laughed and pulled the business card out his wallet, and showed it to Richard and then started to rip it up.
Richard stopping him said, "He just said he wanted to apologize for acting like jerk. He said it must have been the drinks. He wants to make it up to the two of us. Keep the card; just don't use it without me being there. Now, what's been going on here with you? Tell me everything!"
Joseph placed the business card back in his wallet and started to tell him how hard school was, but also how much he really loved it and how after only a week he had learned to string a few words together and form simple thoughts. He had even begun to start thinking in Arabic. He also told him that what made it really interesting was not only learning the language, but also getting to learn about the people. Their meal came and between bites of food Joseph told him about the fascinating history and some of the customs of the Arab people and Muslims in general.
"Is it true that they still have slaves and that they think nothing of having sex with men, women and little children?" Richard asked.
"Yes that is unfortunately true. But hopefully, though I doubt it, all that is on the decline. To this day there is still a thriving slave trade, even in the most modern Muslim countries." Joseph said. "Most Muslims will deny it, but it still exists and may be even growing stronger with the use of the Internet. They even enslave some Muslims, although this is against the Koran and looked upon as "NOT" exactly the right thing to do. The infidel, preferably those with light skin and blond hair, both male and female, are another story. They are much sort after and highly priced, and the younger the better. Younger slaves, and especially the good-looking ones, can be broken in and trained to work as prostitutes in the many brothels. These have almost all replaced the Black and Oriental Slaves of past years. It appears that white meat is the choice of preference today. Homosexuality does not carry the same social stigma within their culture as it does here in the west. Then there is that well publicized concept that if you die while fighting the infidel you get a first class deluxe ticket to heaven and the Garden of Eden where you get your share of 40 virgins, male or female or a combination of both. This and other things are still preached, taught and believed today as religious dogma. Right out in the open, on any Friday, you can hear it preached from many Mosques."
"In this day and age?" Richard said disdainfully. "Religion is supposed to teach love and equality."
"Oh! How I wish that was true even in our western religions. How long ago was it that Christians thought nothing of killing non-Christians by the millions to say nothing of one Christian sect trying to kill off the other?" Joseph asked him. "Or for that matter even today here in our own democratic American paradise we read about and see 'Good Christians' beating up and killing homosexuals."
"Or not permitting them to serve their country without fear of reprisals." Richard added as they ordered coffee and desert. "I guess we are all still barbarians at heart."
"The only difference between Christians and Muslims, in this instance, is that, hopefully, we really know it's wrong and against God's law," Joseph said "The saving grace of Christianity is that, for the most part, we don't glorify or make heroes out of the killers nor do we pay them or their families a bonus for killing innocent civilians."
After finishing lunch they left the cafe and strolled up and down the main streets of the town. They stopped at a wine shop, purchased a few bottles of White Chianti and then continued looking into shops and just enjoying the warm summer late afternoon and each other's company. With evening coming on rapidly they drove back to the hotel and rode the elevator up to the Penthouse Suite. While Joseph was busy chilling the bottles of wine, Richard went out onto the roof garden and readied the Hot Tub.