Screaming and sweating, I woke up late that night from a horrible nightmare. I had witnessed the scene earlier that day, a sight I would never forget. But this time, it wasn't the blonde hair, blue eyed Assef I saw raping my friend Hassan, it was me, Amir. I was on the verge of tears, so I straightened myself up and slipped out of the house quietly.
I walked to the cemetery so I could sit underneath the shade of a tree me and Hassan normally play under. When I climbed the hill, however, I came face to face with a scene that gave me an unnerving feeling of arousal. I just stood there, letting my mouth hang open as I watched Hassan, who had his hands down his pants. "Ha-Hassan…." I stuttered as I walked closer to the loyal Hazara. His face was burning brightly as he quickly pulled his hands from the front of his pants. "Amir agha," Hassan said as he looked up at me. I just stood there, grinning down at him before saying, "Don't stop on my account." Without realizing it, I leaned down and kissed Hassan while my hand traveled down to the hem of his pants. At first he was hesitant, but Hassan slowly kissed me back and wrapped his arms around me. "Amir agha," he began saying, "we shouldn't be doing this, what would Agha sahib say if he found out?" I smiled at him as I picked him up in my arms. "Baba and Ali will never find out."
I carried him quietly into the house and up to my room. "Please be gentle Amir agha, Assef," I cut him short by kissing him and saying, "I know Hassan, and instead of running, I should have helped you, my poor Hassan." I felt myself crying. Hassan, the gentle Hazara he is, made me lay down on my back and before I knew it, he was straddling my hips and sitting on the already forming tent in my pants. I let out a small gasp before reaching into the drawer of my night stand to grab two things I've been saving for this moment: a fresh bottle of lubricant and a new box of condoms.
"I'll make sure, Hassan, that you'll only be screaming my name in pleasure," I said as I bucked my hips up into him. "A…Amir agha," he moaned softly as he tossed his head back.
I rolled us over, pinning him underneath me. I placed myself between his legs and removed his shirt. I heard him gasp more as I rubbed his pink nipples between my fingers. "Hassan, you're so sexy right now you know," I whispered as I removed my own shirt.
Hassan sat up and kissed me. "I think I'm in love with you Amir." He kissed me again before laying back down.
While unbuttoning my tight pants, I stood up and tossed them to the side. Hassan's face turned bright red as his eyes were focused on my already hard dick. I smiled and told him, "I'll make sure to stretch you out, but first, take off your pants Hassan." He did as he was told and I layed down and motioned for him to lay on top of me with his ass towards me. With hesitation, Hassan opened his mouth wide and engulfed my erection as I pressed my tongue against his entrance. He moaned softly with a full mouth when I slowly and gently slid two fingers inside of him and stretched.
After a few minutes, Hassan was underneath me as I lathered my dick with lube after he persuaded me not to use a condom. "It may hurt at first love, but I promise it will feel much better Hassan."