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Hairy Arab Gay Hammam Orgy – Steam, Sweat & Pure Carnal Lust

The thick steam clung to Karim’s skin as he stepped deeper into the hammam, his towel barely hanging around his waist. The scent of musk, soap, and sweat filled the air, mixing with the low murmurs of men lounging in the hot water, their bodies glistening under the dim lantern light.

He had been here before, but tonight, something felt different.

A group of men sat on the large heated stone at the center of the hammam. Their voices were hushed, but their eyes—dark, knowing—told a different story. Karim met their gazes, heart pounding.

One of them, a tall, broad-shouldered Arab with a thick black beard, smirked. “You’re new here, aren’t you?” His deep voice sent a shiver down Karim’s spine.

Karim swallowed, his throat dry. “Not new. Just… curious.”

🔥 The Invitation 🔥

The man’s smirk widened. He shifted, spreading his legs slightly, his thick thighs covered in damp hair. The men around him chuckled, exchanging knowing glances.

“Then come sit with us,” another one murmured, his eyes dark with intent.

Karim moved forward, lowering himself onto the stone. The heat from the surface seeped into his skin, mixing with the rising warmth in his stomach.

As he sat, a rough hand gripped his thigh under the water. He inhaled sharply, turning his head—only to find himself face to face with a man whose beard was still wet, his lips curled into a hungry grin.

“Relax,” the man whispered, his fingers trailing up Karim’s leg. “We all come here for the same reason.”

🔥 No More Waiting 🔥

The tension snapped like a string pulled too tight. Within seconds, the hammam became a blur of hands, lips, and deep, rumbling moans.

Karim’s towel was pulled away, his body exposed to the heated air. Hands roamed freely, exploring, claiming. Someone gripped his jaw, tilting his head back for a kiss—deep, raw, intoxicating.

The men surrounded him, their broad, hairy bodies pressing against his, skin slick with sweat and water. Beards scraped against his chest, lips trailing down his neck, rough hands exploring every inch of him.

He was overwhelmed, consumed.

And he never wanted it to stop.

🔥 No Barriers, No Inhibitions 🔥

The heat intensified as bodies moved together in the flickering candlelight. Strong hands gripped Karim’s hips, guiding him onto a thick, muscular thigh. He moaned, feeling the pressure, the sheer force of it.

“You’re taking us all tonight,” one of them murmured against his ear, teeth grazing the sensitive skin.

Karim shuddered. “I want it.”

He was lifted, his back pressed against the warm stone, legs spread wide. There was no hesitation, no hesitation—just raw, unstoppable desire.

Every movement sent shockwaves through his body. The pleasure was relentless, overpowering. Sweat dripped down bearded chins, muscles flexed, hands grasped at flesh, leaving bruises of lust in their wake.

The hammam echoed with deep, guttural groans, the slap of wet skin, the unfiltered moans of men giving in completely.

🔥 Release & Aftermath 🔥

The pleasure built to an unbearable peak. Karim’s body trembled, his fingers digging into strong shoulders as he cried out, overwhelmed.

One by one, they followed, their grips tightening, their bodies shuddering as they reached their limits.

Minutes passed, the only sounds left were heavy breathing and the distant drip of water from the stone walls.

Karim lay back against the heated surface, his body spent, his lips still tingling. He turned his head, meeting the gaze of the bearded man who had first spoken to him.

The man smirked, brushing a rough hand down Karim’s chest. “Now you’re not just curious anymore, are you?”

Karim chuckled, his breath still unsteady. “No. I think I’ll be coming back here… often.”

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