Post the hottest pics of naked arab or middle eastern men
It's funny that you call them ignorant Muslims, seeing as they are the most loyal to the actual religious text, if anything ignorant Muslims are the one's who ignore the more violent teachings of Allah as they are the word of god. Also if you talk to even the most easy-going Muslim they will most likely condemn you for your sexuality and vote against gay marriage and deny you your freedoms if they could.
Does anyone have pics of that hot Muslim from the Paris attacks? saw him during the original news coverage, but can't find any pics of him now.
don't remember what his name was, something Arabic and hard to pronounce
Omar Borkan Al Gala. He's the king. I don't have any nudes, sorry anons
Is Afghan accepted? I have no nude pics but there are some handsome lads
Ah yes, my favourite. I love when people who don't follow a religion dictate the true message of the religion. I don't follow Islam, but people who ignore the slaughter and violence aren't TRUE Muslims. I would know, not being a Muslim and all. Interestingly, this argument never seems to apply to any other religion of belief system in the world. Curious.
Also note the classic "most Muslims" line. I don't suppose you have evidence beyond anecdotes or that Pew study from last year, do you?
But above all else, please tell me more about what a true Muslim is and does, since you clearly know more about it than they do.
>if you talk to even the most easy-going Muslim they will most likely condemn you for your sexuality and vote against gay marriage and deny you your freedoms if they could.
Even the gay ones? What percentage of the 1.6 billion Muslims constitute "most" in your view? I smell a fallacy coming on...
I know that Afghans aren't Middle Eastern, but I hope you guys don't mind
I need to go now. Should I post more when I get back?
my parents; actually my father bore the task of whispering in my ear the first day of my birth, prayers to assure that Islam would be my first sounds, It was the mother of my father who had the task of fashioning my robe. My father choose the finest of and sheerest silks and gold brocade for this task.
It was to be constructed so that as I grew older, more material could be added to accommodate my growth. My father and his father before him had great wealth, and we were provided great respect and allowed to even had a Mosque built on our grounds.
The women were never, except, on certain days of the year to even be with the men.
My father had no need of women other than his one wife, for his carnal pleasures. And she would only come to his bed rarely. From the earliest days my father bathed me. Once clean he would anoint me with the finest oils and richest fragrances.
His favorite was one of jasmine that only bloomed in the night and on the full moon.
I cannot remember a time when he would not apply it to my skin He would gently cover every part of me with it. Taking special care of my privates, it seemed to take him longer there than any other part of my body.
When I reached an age where his applications to my privates would cause me to harden, he would simply smile and tell me that soon this part of me would be the holist part of me.
My most vivid memory was the sweet sensation it would bring about me. When I became 9 or so, the feeling of wonder became even greater, to the point that I would shake an shudder at the feelings within me. When I would come back to earthly feelings my father would kiss me on each cheek and we would attend prayer rituals.
My father and I had the same prayer rugs made with golden threads woven in with the softest silks. My father's robes were made as mine were. In the morning my father would stand in front of the window facing east before prayers and I could see him trough the silks. He had a broad back that tapered to a narrow waist, and he had legs like the pillars of the building. Between his back and his legs was a mound of flesh that I could not see, but it seemed thick like that of our stallions. My father would slowly turn towards me and I could see the broadness of his chest and lower to his holy meat bulging just so slightly. Sometimes he would place his hands at his hips drawing the silk tight over his manliness and it would start to become larger.
My father was my God then. As he became totally erect,
he would lay down his prayer rug and instruct me to do likewise.
I would go to the window and do the same, but I would put my hands on my hips before I turned and the silk would lay tighter on my ass. I liked the feel of it. Then I would turn, on occasion a breeze would come through the window and flutter against my Dool and would cause it to grow as his had done. It always made my father smile. My father would tell me that soon it would become larger and then there would be more lessons for me to learn but lessons to only be held between a father and a son.
I would lay my prayer rug behind his and we would begin to prostrate ourselves.
As time went on, it was given to me that I should have my prayer rug next to him. Our shoulders would touch as we moved up and down from our prostrated positions. Our prayers ended. And, we would lay there facing each other. And then it began. My father began to pull me to him. This was a far greater joy than our prayers. As time progressed he would hold me tighter till soon there was not air between us. I noticed that when that happened his Dool would grow harder and longer. And then mine would do the same.
My father would lift my robe an hold tighty to my ALYA, oh how big his hands felt and when his fingers reached into the crack of my alya, I would try to move even closer to him. which was impossible as there was no room to begin with. My Dool hurt from it's hardness. It was not a pain I suffered from.
My father was pleased that there wasn't any hair there, which was a good sign.
At our next bathing, my father turned my back to him and placed oil in the crack and with his fingers traced it up and down. It seemed instinctive for me to reach back and spread my cheeks. When I did he praised Allah. My father teased my hole and it made me crazy. My Dool was stretched as far from my body as never before. Then I felt his finger, the smallest of them at my hole. Again as I had done with my cheeks instinct took hold and I pushed back on his finger until it entered me. There was pain, but my father never hurt me ever. I began to shake as I had done before and I had left the earth. The only thing that kept me grounded was his finger, it was moving in and out and I was truly pleased. When his finger left me I was disappointed. I turned and covered his face with soft kisses. My father took me from the bath water and lay me down on the towel that was on the floor.
There was a look of love in his eyes and his fingers began to move ever so lightly over each inch of my body. From my neck to nipples and below he moved to my Dool an then beyond under my nuts and further back, I wanted his finger again. But I was denied the pleasure, his fingers continued down my legs to my toes.
Then it was time for prayers. My father stood in the window and this time when he turned his lifted his robe up over his Dool, my eyes were wide, surely there could be nothing in the world to compare. He moved to his prayer rug and knelt his Dool still holding up his robe. He waived me to the window and I, as he had done greeted the morning sun. I bent over the sill and lifted my robe, and spread my lets wide. Deep inside I knew this is what he wanted to view.
He motioned me towards him, my little Dool leading the way his Dool still like a pole from his robe. He turned and moved my prayer rug in front of him. My robe had fallen and I knelt and prostrated myself in front of this man.
We began our chant and our prayers. When we were done, I lay there on my chest and I could feel my father's hands on my legs, making strange noises I had never heard before. His hand between my silken robe and my leg. My alya completely bare in front of him. I felt his hot breath on my ass and then a thousand tiny kisses. He spread my legs apart and then the cheeks of my alya, then it was his tongue, I knew it was his tongue lapping at my hole. Once more I left the room but his tongue stayed with me.
His hand came in front of me and tenderly held and then rubbed my Dool. I shuddered and screamed, the only cover from my scream the sound of the Imam over the speakers from a distant Mosque. There was this shaking and trembling like no other I had ever experienced. As I came to, my father's knees were on either side of my alya and then warm wet spurts of his seed all over it.
He brought it to my mouth and had me taste of him, the part of him that made me.
I was not content to lick from his finger but engulfed it and sucked it deep into my throat. His other hand had gathered his seed and move to my hole a finger at first and then another then more.. I could not count.
He pulled however many fingers were there from my hole and I whimpered at the emptiness I felt. It was quickly forgotten as my father's tongue lapped at his own seed. When he was done he lay beside me, extended his tongue, it was covered with his seed and I knew what it was.
I sucked on his tongue till he cried out in pain.
We lay there and he told me that his seed and mine when it happed was never to be wasted.
If you put it in my alya, would that make it wasted? He grinned widely and told me that would be far from a waste.
Then I knew I would have all that he could give me. I turned and licked his Dool clean, it was till hard and hot, into the cavern of my mouth and I sucked, knowing hoping there was more to be had. And there was. I drank to my hearts content, turned and lay facing him. like he had done to me I extended my tongue and he sucked upon it. Then my head was in his hands and he kissed me deeply.
That's when it happened, my Dool exploded I cried with pleasure and pain into his mouth, when my last shot happened my father began lapping and slurping MY seed. My very first seed and we shared that as well.
My father and I have never separated from that point forward.. In the folds of my robe my father cut a hole just big enough that he could get his hand inside and play with my alya.
They're Afghans but yeah they look white. Problem is I don't have too many pictures of handsome brown Afghan men who aren't soldiers, a lot of others look white or Chinese
I love Arab guys. I'm half arab and gay and there's this other arab in my class. I know for sure he isn't gay (or at least he's very convincing), but sometimes he'd just stare at me and when I catch him he immediately looks away. I don't think we're actually going anywhere with that but I like it.
Got dominated by an arab once (Tunisian). Went to his place to chill and he whipped out this really thick dick. I sucked it for a bit and then he flipped me over and rammed it up my ass. I told him to stop but he kept going. He was some skinny shit but he had my arms behind my back bent over the bed so I was powerless. He fucked my brains out until he came and it hurt like a bitch, so I told him not to call again. In retrospect it was once of my hottest fucks, as it had a rapey vibe to it. I've been told practicing muslims like doing shit like that to white guys.
Well those are some suckable nipples if I've ever seen any.
Fuck I love Middle Eastern men. So fucking manly and hot. Somehow being backwards-ass homophobic pieces of shit only makes them hotter in a twisted way.
Happy new year, somebody was gonna post this at some point
There's a lot of men in this thread that arent even arab, they are from latin america. Arabs and latinos can get mixed up because latins are descended from spaniards and portuguese which in turn have north african genes which are moor/arab.
No wonder there are uncut cocks in this thread.
>"Arabs and latinos can get mixed up because latins are descended from spaniards and portuguese which in turn have north african genes which are moor/arab."
Are you on crack?
Go back to /pol/ with your stupid ass fuckery.
If you ever been to Spain youll know the general population looks nothing like arabs. The reason why arabs look like latinos is BECAUSE latinos, much like arabs, are mixed with black or some other race. If you look at a mulatto from latin America you might confused with an arab.
>Arabs and latinos can get mixed up because latins are descended from spaniards and portuguese which in turn have north african genes which are moor/arab
You're unbelievably stupid if you sincerely think this and if this wasn't a poor attempt at trolling, sorry
bitch please. the iberian peninsula was conquered and ruled by north africans for hundreds of years. of course the arab influence is much proeminent in the south of spain
all southern europeans countries (portugal, spain, italy and greece) have north african influence which imo makes the men from there so hot
latins from south america are mostly spaniards/portuguese with some extra black and native american to varying degrees, making them even tanner and with bigger cocks
between 80 % to 90 % of muslims ( in the west or in bum-fuck mudslime paradises ) are in fact 'radical' and believe in imposition of sharia law, 'excuse' bombings and beheadings and expect the west to continue to support them in their quest to occupy and outbreed us whilst they condemn us
islam is a cult, not a religion
they condemn homosexuality, yet practice it on the down low quite fervently in private, along with male and female pederasty
most muslims are way below average IQ, also, owing to first-cousin marriages being something of a 'thing' particularly in places like pakistan and the persian gulf
unfortunately, many of those hot looking arab guys are total dickheads and borderline psychos ( lots of gay guys seem drawn to total tools, though, so go figure )
You should stop reading news and meet the people you are insulting instead...
This is clearly ridiculous, they are not all dumb and all. It's like saying Donald Trump is your average American...
>they condemn homosexuality, yet practice it on the down low quite fervently in private,
Which is what makes them so goddam fun.
The only reason people need to be "out, loud and proud" is because they are too socially retarded to understand seduction.
We now have a generation of so many people that are socially clueless that its been given several clinical names. People today are literally too retarded to know how to find sex without someone shoving the offer in their face.
Every other society outside the modern west through history around the world has had a comfortable 'down low' arrangement.
Gay people actually believing the hype about gays everywhere being burned at stakes because of a few isolated incidents that usually turn out to have little to do with morals is about as retarded and brainwashed as straight guys who go around actually convincing each other that no straight guy has ever touched dicks.
Traders have an expression: "Buy the truth, sell the rumor". You people need to get with it already.
Of all the batshit places where religion and sex intersect, Islam is the least of your worries.
Until they go apeshit about something anyways. To call them primitive though is to be blind to our own headlines.
Arabs jam my gaydar.
So many of them are quite DL and not very subtle about it. Many are outright effeminate, sexual and flirtatious.
I have had several come on to me and because my gaydar was culturally jammed, missed my cues in the confusion.
We are all taught these narratives about Islam and sexual restrictions, and end up believing it more than many of them.
The dumbest thing I may have ever done was mistake Islam for a race instead of a cultural religious background.
Especially dumb for me, since I grew up around Amish.
If they're white girls post it on pornhub and share link or post directly here - as long as we see the cock. I'm a fag but I go wild watching white girls get fucked by arabs. The guys treat them like fucking whores. Turns me on
Those feelings when the straight guy is the biggest faggot itt. This is /hm/, not tumblr. Post hot arab porn/men or gtfo. Least you could've done is included your cock in the fucking pic for us, asshat.
Just stop. Your intelligence is way too fucking stupid for this topic.
"North Africa" is a COLONY of the greek and roman empire. If there is any reason as to why southern europeans look like "north africans" is most likely because of the rape childs that were born to roman/greek soldiers and the women in this region.
Get back to /pol/ or hell.
You're both right to a certain extent; speaking as a southern Italian myself, I've long heard of the stories attesting to how the northern africans (In terms of the darker individuals) invaded areas like Sicily, Sardinia, Calabria (and Malta, if we want to blur lines a little) and bred with the native women. These regions now have italian men and women that can sport blonde hair and blue eyes or very dark skin and almost black features. The distinctions lies in that the definition of North African relates more to the arab influence imposed by the region than it does the traditional black african of central africa.
Having said this, Southern Italy was also most defintiely invaded by colonies of greeks and spaniards aswell, further contributing to the genetic diversity. However, regardless of who was controlling north africa at the time, the arabic natives in the region miost certainly did travel to southern italy and integrate themselves there. This is also why Norther Italians look down on Southern Italians, as we're seen to be dirty and impure because of the traces of north african lineage in us. (Yeah I know it's racist, but that's life).
The apps mostly. I'm DT Toronto and there isn't an abundance of them, but there are a few ranging from skinny to musc. Usually masc. Some go for the twinks and others like more musc men. You just have to look around.
lol, absolute white trash ghetto. Makes me feel better about living in fucking Oakville
On topic: could Abele Place be some sort of Levantine Arab? He looks like a Lebanese guy I know irl. He has that weird off-white skin tone that white looking Arabs have (okay, not so much in this picture but watch any of his videos and you'll see) and dat thick body hair
Southern Italy was also conquered and colonised by Normans. The De Hauteville are the best to play on CK2 1066 start by the way, specifically Roger of Messina (who conquered Sicily irl).
That's a Rajasthani Indian.
Here's a picture of a cute Afghan Pashtun
Maybe if they were getting blow jobs they wouldn't be so angry