Mosque Brothers - An Unexpected Connection

The grand mosque’s dome loomed overhead as Omar and Ahmed exchanged subtle glances during the Friday afternoon prayer. Their eyes met briefly, lingering just long enough for a spark to ignite between them before they turned their attention back to the imam.

Arab gay fucking was far from their minds as they began their respective ablutions in the salle d’ablution, but as they stood side by side at the water tap, Omar couldn’t help but feel a stirring in his loins. He cast another glance at Ahmed, taking in his strong jawline and broad shoulders.

Ablutions and Attraction

The two men washed their hands, arms, faces, and feet, following the ritualistic order. As they leaned over to rinse their mouths, Omar’s gaze fell upon Ahmed’s round, taut ass. His heart pounded in his chest as he imagined running his hands over it.

Arab gay fucking was no longer a foreign thought; it consumed his mind as they continued their ablutions. Ahmed must have felt Omar’s intense stare because he looked up, catching Omar red-handed. Instead of looking away in embarrassment, Ahmed held his gaze, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

Omar‘s breath hitched, and he quickly turned back to the task at hand, trying to hide his growing erection. He could feel Ahmed’s eyes on him, burning into his skin. When they finally finished washing, Omar led them in silent prayer, his mind racing with dirty thoughts.

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Whispers and Touch

As they stood up to leave the salle d’ablution, Ahmed reached out and touched Omar’s arm, sending an electric jolt through him. “Wait,” Ahmed whispered, his voice low and husky. Omar paused, turning to face him as Ahmed leaned in closer.

“I see how you look at me, Omar,” Ahmed murmured, his breath hot on Omar’s ear. “And I like it.” He stepped back, letting his words sink in before turning and walking away, leaving Omar standing there with his heart pounding and his cock throbbing.

Arab gay fucking was now the only thing on Omar’s mind as he followed Ahmed out of the mosque. They walked silently through the bustling streets, each lost in their own thoughts until Ahmed turned down a narrow alleyway between two old buildings. Omar hesitated for a moment before following him, his pulse quickening with anticipation.

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The Alleyway Encounter

As soon as they were out of sight, Ahmed turned and pushed Omar up against the rough wall, pressing their bodies together. Omar could feel Ahmed’s hardness pressed against his own, and he let out a low moan as their lips met in a hungry, desperate kiss.

Omar‘s hands roamed over Ahmed’s body, tracing the lines of his muscles beneath his thobe. Ahmed grunted, grinding his hips against Omar’s as they continued to kiss, tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Omar could feel the heat building between them, their bodies practically burning with desire.

Arab gay fucking was no longer a fantasy; it was happening right there in the alleyway, and Omar couldn’t get enough. He reached down between their bodies, fumbling with the ties on Ahmed’s garment until he could wrap his hand around Ahmed’s thick, leaking cock.

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Ahmed gasped into Omar’s mouth, thrusting his hips forward as Omar began to stroke him slowly. Their kisses grew more frenzied, their movements more urgent as they dry-humped each other in the alleyway.

Release and Reflections

“Omar, I’m going to come,” Ahmed panted, breaking their kiss to rest his forehead against Omar’s shoulder. Omar nodded, continuing to stroke him until Ahmed let out a low groan, spilling his load into Omar’s hand.

Arab gay fucking had never felt so intense, so taboo, and yet so incredibly satisfying for both men. As they caught their breath, they knew that this would not be the last time they sought each other out in the shadows of the mosque.

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