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Kamil and Karim had been blessed many times over. They were tall and handsome with fit, well-formed bodies. Kamil, who was twenty-four and a student at the university, had a beautiful girlfriend who he planned to marry upon graduation. Karim was three years younger and was working in his father’s shop until he entered the university the next year. He had never had a serious girlfriend, but with his good looks, he had many available admirers who were happy for him to fuck them. Therefore, he was able to satisfy his lust whenever he chose.Kamil also never felt horny. He loved sex and was fortunate his love was also his lover who had a similar love for sex. He loved fucking her pussy, and he fucked her from the front, from the back, with her riding his cock. He ate her pussy and loved her sucking his cock, but not always at the same time because he loved to watch her suck his cock.Kamil hated shaving, so he wore a beard and mustache he kept trimmed very short, and which made him look older than he was. His chest and stomach sported exactly the right amount of hair and he had a thick bush framing his generous cock. Karim had only taksim escort a light beard which he shaved daily, and a smooth body adorned with hair only in his armpits and groin.Their father had a successful shop in the capital and a good head for business, so they had grown up living a comfortable life.And then tragedy struck, twice.Kamil discovered his girlfriend was also fucking her cousin. He probably would have killed them both, but again the fates intervened.There was a devastating earthquake which destroyed both their father’s shop with its inventory and their home. The fortunate thing was none of them were killed nor injured, but the only thing they had was the money their father had in the bank and most of that he owed. They had suddenly gone from wealth to poverty. Their father was so despondent they feared for his life.At the mother’s insistence, they returned to the tiny village where their father had been born and relatives could provide a haven for them.In the village, there were few young women, and most of them had been promised in marriages arranged by their parents, as was the old custom still followed beşiktaş escort there. Or they hoped to wed the young men who had wooed them, which meant they must be pure. Also, a young man with no money to pay for a wife had no prospects. And thus the first months passed, piling frustration upon frustration.One night it was hot and dry, with a strong sirocco blowing. Kamil couldn’t sleep, and the hot dry wind stirred passions in him and sent his blood throbbing through his veins. He finally left his bed and walked outside, looking up at the star-filled sky. It was no cooler here.He returned inside and wandered through the house, coming finally to the room in which Karim slept. He stood looking at his brother, whom he loved, lying on his stomach with his head resting on his arms. His brother slept with a dim light burning and he could see a sheen of moisture covering his smooth muscular back.He knew his brother, and he knew he didn’t sleep on his stomach, but Karim didn’t acknowledge Kamil’s presence.What Kamil did next he had never previously contemplated, but he didn’t question his actions. He knelt on the bed and began lightly rubbing his strong hands over Karim’s back, moving them down and massaging his buttocks and then up to his back. Karim didn’t move.He wore the same elastic-waist shorts for sleeping as did Kamil. Kamil pulled them down exposing the top half of Karim’s rounded buttock’s cheeks and continued his gentle kneading. He leaned down and kissed the small of Karim’s back and moved, running the tip of his tongue down the exposed cleft in Karim’s buttocks. He rose up and resumed the gentle massaging of Karim’s back, again pulling down the waistband of Karim’s shorts.Karim raised his hips, letting Kamil pull the shorts down to his knees. Kamil again ran his tongue down through Karim’s ass cleft, pausing to briefly tickle Karim’s anus with the tip of his tongue, then continuing down to the area between Karim’s legs called the perineum, then back up, repeating the tickle, and going on up until he kissed the back of Karim’s neck.He was still wearing his sleeping-shorts, but he lay on Karim’s back, moving his lower body in a grinding motion against Karim’s buttocks. He stuck his tongue in Karim’s ear and then kissed his cheek. Karim turned his head so their lips met. Karim had never contemplated kissing his brother, but this night at this time it seemed the right thing to do.
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