Eunwol sighed, making sure he mirrored the moves of his group members. He had tried to be cute, to help boost his performance in front of the judges. The worst part was he had been told to leave if he wanted to, that had upset him the most. Up until six months ago he had never been alone for more then a few days, his brother by his side since birth. So of course being alone and not having to comfort of his twin while meeting new people scared him. It was brand new experience for Eunwol. He stared at his reflection, going over the last conversation in his head. He didn't realise he had stopped dancing until he felt someone brush past him, causing him to blink and come back to the present.
"Sorry." Eunwol quickly stepped back, glancing at the others and giving a small bow. "Sorry everyone. I need a break. I'm starving." Eunwol rubs his stomach, moving to grab his water bottle. "I am sorry I messed everyone up. I can.. " He glances at his bag before flashing a grin. "How about dumplings? I can have dumplings delivered as an apology." Eunwol says glancing at Ara. "I am sorry."
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18 / 04 / 2023
🇨🇵 FRANÇAIS / FRENCH 🇨🇵
COURTE HISTOIRE FICTIVE PERSONNELLE écrite en collaboration avec @tidodore2
- UNE HISTOIRE D'EURABIA -
- AUX PIEDS DU PAUVRE ARABE -
PARTIE PAR @tidodore2
MAHMOUD : "Lèche en silence, pédé ! J'suis déjà bien généreux de te laisser vénérer mes pieds d'alpha, alors si tu veux garder ta place de chien à mon service, tu ferais mieux de te faire discret !"
PARTIE PAR submissivegayfrenchboy
Mahmoud était un pauvre Turc vivant dans un HLM délabré, mais le banquier Ferdinand ne trouvait rien de plus beau que les arabes défavorisés. Quelle contradiction ! Et pourtant, se retrouver aux pieds d'un étranger pauvre était ce qu'il l'excitait le plus. Aux pieds d'un jeune homme quelconque mais dominant, il humait la puanteur de ses pieds non lavés.
Ferdinand est un banquier blanc qui se rend à l'appartement sale et puant de Mahmoud. Lorsqu'il arrive dans le quartier arabe, les voisins le prennent pour un contrôleur des impôts, car personne ne peut se douter que ce grand homme blanc vient pour respirer et lécher les pieds sales d'un jeune garçon arabe dominant.
Mahmoud était dégouté par les homos et les pathétiques blancs comme Ferdinand. Pourtant Ferdinand était plus ou moins masculin en apparence, et jamais ses collègues n'auraient supposé que ce banquier distingué était un amoureux des pieds de jeunes mâles arabes.
Le jeune mâle arabe sans emploi se contentait de se faire lécher les pieds suants par ce débile blanc. Il lui faisait évidemment faire son ménage pour gagner cet honneur, et aussi le payer pour avoir pu goûter à de la sueur de mâle arabe.
MAHMOUD : "Vous les Français vous êtes trop cons ! Il vous suffit d'avoir des pieds sales et vous êtes heureux !"
Effectivement, Mahmoud ne se lavait plus les pieds pour conserver cette odeur de virilité.
Ferdinand était excité d'être dominé par un mâle arabe plus jeune que lui, tout simplement parce qu'il était habitué au respect dans sa vie quotidienne. Être dominé était un échappatoire, et donner de l'argent à un jeune garçon arabe pauvre pour lui lécher les pieds semblait juste et naturel.
Les cousins de Mahmoud restés en Turquie n'arrivaient pas à croire que leur cousin puisse avoir un grand banquier blanc musclé comme lécheur de pieds personnel.
Peut-être qu'un jour Mahmoud obligera Ferdinand à leur payer à chacun de ses douze cousins un billet d'avion en premier classe afin qu'ils viennent en France vérifier par eux-mêmes à quel point les hommes blancs aiment vénérer les pieds sales des jeunes arabes....
FIN DE L'HISTOIRE
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🇬🇧🇺🇲 ENGLISH / ANGLAIS 🇬🇧🇺🇲
SHORT FICTIONAL STORY written in collaboration with my friend @tidodore2
- A STORY OF EURABIA -
- AT THE FEET OF THE POOR ARAB GUY -
PART BY @tidodore2
MAHMOUD : "Lick in silence, white piece of shit ! I'm already very generous to let you worship my alpha feet, so if you want to keep your place as a dog in my service, you better be discreet!"
PART BY submissivegayfrenchboy
Mahmoud was a poor Turk living in a poor building, but the banker Ferdinand found nothing more beautiful than the disadvantaged Arabs. What a contradiction! And yet, finding himself at the feet of a poor stranger was what excited him the most.
At the feet of some ordinary but dominant young man, he smelled the stench of his unwashed feet. Mahmud kept his feet unwashed so they were even more stinky.
Ferdinand is a white banker who goes to Mahmoud's dirty and smelly apartment.
When he arrives in the Arab quarter, the neighbors mistake him for a tax inspector, because no one can suspect that this tall white man comes to breathe and lick the dirty feet of a young dominant Arab boy. Mahmoud was disgusted by homos and pathetic white people like Ferdinand.
Yet Ferdinand was more or less masculine in appearance, and his colleagues would never have assumed that this distinguished banker was a lover of the feet of young Arab males. The unemployed young Arab male was content to have his sweaty feet licked by this white moron. He obviously made him do his housework to earn this honor, and also pay him for having been able to taste the sweat of an Arab male.
MAHMOUD: "You French men are too dumb! All you need is dirty feet and you're happy!"
Ferdinand was excited to be dominated by a younger Arab male, simply because he was used to respect in his daily life. Being dominated was an escape, and giving a poor young Arab boy money to lick his feet felt right and natural.
Mahmoud's cousins back in Turkey couldn't believe their cousin could have a tall, muscular white banker as his personal footlicker.
Maybe one day Mahmoud will make Ferdinand buy each of his twelve cousins a first-class plane ticket to come to France and see for themselves how much white men love to worship the dirty feet of young Arabs.
END OF THE STORY
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being able to take part in next gen wasn't something that he originally planned on doing, yet here he was and he honestly couldn't be more happy to even be lucky enough to pass the auditions. it's true that he could have shown a lot more than he had, though he wanted to save at least some things for the future episodes... that is if he managed to make it.
they're in the middle of practicing the song they'll be performing, having already gone through it a few times by now, and kaito still isn't fully satisfied with his performance quite yet. even when the song comes to an end he stops and lets out a heavy sigh before turning towards @arabe. "should we take a short break? i feel like if we don't, i'll keep going until you're having to drag me out of here unconscious." he half-jokes, chuckling softly.
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