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At the age of thirty, married to a woman for a few years, I lived in London. My work was in the offices of a big company involved in overseas construction projects. London is an expensive place to live, so I was always looking out for a way to earn a bit more.A job posting came up in a Middle Eastern country, in the office of a road-building project way out in the desert. It was an opportunity to earn more money tax-free, so I applied.The “camp” consisted of portacabins, one for each man as a bedroom/ izmit escort bayan living room, plus offices, workshops, and a central mess with a kitchen and bar.There were no women on site, except for a few cleaners. These were specially chosen for advanced age and lack of beauty, to avoid any problems with the men.However, there were some very attractive Arab men. One, in particular, was Rhalib who worked in the kitchen and as a waiter at our tables when dining. He was about twenty, slim, dressed in izmit eve gelen escort a traditional “skirt” and headdress. He moved rather like a willowy girl and flashed his eyes shyly at us men.I heard some stories about him being friendly with previous office workers. I had never had any gay experience, but thoughts started to grow in my mind. I began to dream of Rhalib when I masturbated, which was a daily event.Then, one evening, I found myself dining alone. All izmit otele gelen escort the other workers were off-site and away at another camp for the night. Here was my chance to make a move.Rhalib put one of the plates down on my table, smiling shot as usual. I put my hand over his and squeezed it. He knew.When Rhalib came to clear the table, I said to him, “Tomorrow afternoon at my cabin.” He understood and blushed.As usual, I started work early in the day, then after lunch, it was siesta time in the heat of the afternoon. Only a fan to cool the room, I wore a just small towel.There was a knock at the door, and Rhalib entered. We both knew what we wanted. I dropped my towel and held his hand, leading him toward the bed. Rhalib whisked off his robe and I saw his shiny brown body.

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