"I hear and I forget, I see and I remember. I do and I understand."

Chinese Proverb

Before Fitrah 

"Well, what can you teach me? I'm ready to learn anything."

Andy asked, "When is your circumcision day"?

"The day after tomorrow. I’m here before my foreskin gets cut; my Islamic teacher tells me I will have to practice Fitrah (cleanliness) and be shaved before my circumcision can begin."

"Well, in that case, we will have a lesson now. Is that good?" suggested Andy.

"Come sit with us. Start by telling us your fantasies when you have sexual urges,” he said with a calming voice. "Do you think of a female or a male when you masturbate?" asked my guardian.

Rizq awkwardly lowered his head and closed his eyes, giving Andy's question some thought, but not knowing how to respond. He kept his eyes closed while his body froze and tensed. He gripped his hands tightly in his lap.

Instinctively, I moved over to him and slowly licked his lips. He did not move away, neither did he open his eyes, so I continued to gently kiss his tender lips. He let out a low moan and laid his head back on the settee, inviting me to continue.

Andy moved Rizq’s hands away from his lap and unbuttoned his thobe, revealing a smooth, hairless chest. Before long, his briefs and trousers were lying on the floor. I fondled his tiny nipples. He obviously liked the sensation. His eyes remained closed as we continued our sensual foreplay. Rizq’s body slowly began to relax as he enjoyed our gentle, loving caresses. Soon we were completely naked, with me on top of him, licking and caressing every part of his young body.

Rizq was fair-skinned for an Arab boy, although he had tufts of dark colored pubic and armpit hair that were just beginning to grow. We knew it would not be difficult to show him the technique of shaving.

Andy gave me the task of educating my friend. I was surprised at myself by getting so easily aroused by a boy almost my own age. Usually, I preferred older, mature men but with Rizq I seemed to have taken on an erotic mentorship role; it came to me naturally.

Holding my friend’s hand, I led him into the bedroom and continued where we left off on the sofa. Soon we were making love passionately, switching positions without discussion as to what roles we were to play. Sometimes I was on top and at other times I was below. By now, Rizq had relaxed and he was having a wonderful sexual experience under my tutelage. Andy remained on the sidelines, like a sex educator. He viewed us through his camera lens, clicking away and recording Rizq’s first male-on-male sexual encounter.

As Andy clicked away I was further aroused, observing my lover watching me have intercourse with this boy. The tutorial took less than half an hour; our adolescent friend released soon after we lay on the bed.

I knew in my heart, that without the professional training from the Bahriji School I couldn’t have done this. Most adolescents were not educated in the Art of Sensuality and Sexuality. I was glad I attended such an excellent male finishing school, and had the privilege of having the finest and most proficient teachers. I was, indeed, one of the lucky selected ones.

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