Date: Fri, 8 Oct 2010 18:51:26 +0530 From: Wohi wohanvi Subject: A few weeks in Karachi IX Don’t read this story if you are not of age or if you are offended by descriptions of sex between males. The story is loosely based on events that took place many years ago when it was still okay to have sex without protection. Today, characters of this story, in similar circumstances would practice safe sex. So should the reader. I would be grateful for any feedback at wohiwohanvi@hotmail.com _________ Part IX. Journey Back Home No one was home when I entered the house. I went to my room, took a shower and did some thinking about going back. I decided to fly to Lahore, using some of the money Ali had given me. That way I would get an extra day in Lahore. My uncle in Lahore was away on work but I could stay in the house as a servant stayed there when the family travelled. That meant I was free to do what I liked in Lahore. I called Ali’s number to ask him if there was someone nice I could meet there not just for fun but someone who could show me around. Ali got quite excited at the news and promised to arrange for everything once I was in Lahore, including a pick up from the airport and a drop to the railway station. He told me he would try to come himself, just to be with me. I was very touched and told him so. He asked me to book my ticket and call him in a day. My socializing with the family continued. I visited the same relative again, to say goodbyes and got gifts as well as money from uncles and aunts. It was sweet but predictably boring. But everyone was nice. I was to leave the fourth day, by an early evening flight. Ali had arranged everything meticulously for me. I would be received by a friend of his - someone he did business with. His name was Daood Khan and he was about 35. Ali was sure I would like him. He would take care of me. I thanked him, got Daood’s number from him and started preparing mentally for Lahore and then back. I had had a great time in Karachi but it was time to go. I couldn’t find anyone in the family to have fun with! No dashing army men engaged to cousins! I thought of calling the policeman or strolling to the Hill Park but thought better of it. And then I thought: the colonel! I could easily contact him through the watchman Shams. I didn’t waste any time and in the afternoon went up and knocked on the door that led to Shams’s room through the terrace. The door opened after a long time and there stood Shams with just a towel around his waist. He was wet and I had clearly interrupted his bath. He looked pleased to see me and invited me in. I asked him if he was alone and he laughed and said, yes. Inside his room, he untied the towel and rubbed himself dry, totally unselfconscious about being naked in front of me. His body glowed and looked very sexy with the right about of hair in the right places and a shaved bush. His cock was soft but I knew that it would not remain so for long. I asked him if the colonel was home and was delighted to know that he was. And alone! I asked him if he would like to meet me. Shams looked disappointed and said, “You don’t want me?” I laughed and said I was wondering if the three of us could be together. Shams got quite excited at the idea and suggested we went down together but after some fun. As I knew, he had got hard while we were talking and was stroking his thick, shaved cock. I bent and took it in my mouth and started sucking him. He smelt of soap and his body was cool to touch. He lay down on the bed and I sat between his legs, sucking his cock, then his balls and then finding his hole and lick that. He liked that very much and opened his legs wide, raising his ass and opening the cheeks with his own hands. I could see his dark hole clearly and licked it again and again. He had his eyes closed as he groaned, putting his hand on the back of my head. I went back to sucking his big cock, make it wet with my saliva. He then asked me to take my clothes off. In a minute I was naked, throwing my clothes in a heap on the floor. I then sat on his cock, straddling him with my legs on both sides, putting weight on my knees. With my hand, I gripped his hard and wet cock and placed it on my entrance. Looking into his eyes, I started to lower myself on the cock. Smoothly it began to go in. Shams groaned again as he watched his cock being gobbled up by my eager hole. I felt my pussy open and swallow his thick cock completely. He gripped my waist with his hands and pushed himself up and I could feel the cock go in a little deeper. I started moving up and down slowly and rhythmically. It drove shams mad and he started saying things in Pashtu that I didn’t understand. He then told me he would like to fuck me the whole night, repeatedly till I was unable to walk. Can’t we forget about the colonel and just carry on, he pleaded with me. I wanted to be with two of them and told him so as I rode his cock. I told him I enjoyed being with two men, even three. Shams understood and promised we will go down after this session and continued fucking me at a leisurely pace. We continued for a long time. Half way, he sat up, with his cock inside me and then made me lie down on my back, putting my legs around his waist and then fucking me in that position, his hand stroking my hard cock. My pussy found his fucking most pleasurable and I kept pushing my pelvis forward to make him go deeper. He told me my pussy had become smoother since he last entered it. I just smiled without revealing the reasons. About fifteen minutes later, he lifted my legs by ankles and raised them high and continued to fuck, looking at his shaft go in and out of my hole. He suddenly increased his pace, making animal noises and pushing my legs towards my shoulders, rammed his cock in for the final time and filled me with his warm cum. He kept moving in and out as he came in spurts, without caring if the cum leaked out. He was still after a while, his spent cock still inside me, looking at the half buried shaft. He didn’t linger and got up to wipe his cock with the towel. He then wiped my hole with the same towel, cleaning me thoroughly and then tossed the towel on the floor. He peered at my hole, spreading the cheeks with his fingers and told me the colonel would know immediately that someone has been there recently. I just shrugged my shoulders. We put clothes on and went downstairs. The colonel was probably in his bedroom; I could hear the TV. Shams went and knocked respectfully on the door as I stood a little away from the door. I heard the colonel ask him to come in. Shams went in and I heard him tell the colonel someone was here to see me. The colonel told him he wasn’t meeting anyone. Shams told him the person wanted just a minute of colonel’s time and would he please come out for a minute. The colonel said okay but sounded annoyed. I heard him walk up to the door and say, “Where is he?” I stepped from the side and stood directly in front of him. The colonel looked stunned when he saw me and then his face broke into a grin as he hugged me tightly and kissed me on my forehead. “Oh my God! What a wonderful, wonderful surprise! When did you come? Where have you been? Why didn’t you call me?” the colonel had a thousand questions to ask. We went into the bedroom and he made me sit on the bed next to him, his arm around me. Shams stood in a corner, smiling. He wasn’t sure how the scene would be played. I then said, “I was in the neighbourhood and thought I would say hello to Shams not knowing you were home. Shams suggested that you would not mind seeing me so I came to pay my respects and also say goodbye as soon I will be returning to Lahore”. “I am really happy to see you. I wish I could call Mahmood who keeps asking about you. Do you have some time to be with me?” the colonel asked smiling. I looked at Shams pointedly and said, “I have time for all my friends”. The colonel grinned and looked at Shams and winked. “He is a very hungry boy, Shams. You should have seen him in that party. Can you remember how many cocks you took in?” the colonel asked with a lecherous smile, stroking his cock. “And do you remember the Major?” when I nodded he said, “Mahmood and I fucked him the whole day after you had left. He had never realized how much he enjoyed being fucked. He is now always hungry for cocks and being in the army, has no difficulty in getting as many as he wants.” I suggested that next time he should meet Shams. “That is a good idea but right now I want you”, he bent and began kissing me hard on my lips, hugging me tightly as his hand fumbled with my belt. He called Shams, “Come and help me take his clothes off”. Shams was only too happy to oblige and in no time I was completely naked as the colonel continued to kiss me and caress my body. He was also trying to untie his own pyjamas with one hand. Shams opened the drawstring for him and started pulling the pyjamas down. The colonel let him and soon he was only wearing his long shirt that had gathered around his waist, revealing his naked thighs and his cock that was now completely hard and bobbing up and down. It looked bigger and thicker than I remembered. He paused for a moment taking his shirt off and was now naked just as I was. His fit, moderately hairy body was firm to touch. He pushed me down on the bed and continued to kiss me. One of his hands crawled between my legs and a finger found its way into my hole. With some force he pushed the finger in and started to go deeper. In reflex I opened my legs and encouraged, he put another finger in. Shams watched all this and held his now hard cock with one of his hands. He didn’t know how to take the first step in joining us so just stroked his cock. Suddenly the colonel looked at Shams and asked him to show his cock. Shams hesitated and the colonel asked me to undress Shams. He took out his fingers and watched me get up and go to Shams. I raised his shirt and swiftly untied his loose pyjamas that fell round his ankles. The colonel asked Shams to remove the shirt. Shyly, Shams pulled the shirt over his head and stood naked in front of us. His big cock was pointing straight at me. The colonel made appreciative noises seeing Shams’s naked body and stiff cock. He got up and joined us, making me take his cock in my mouth, holding it with my left hand. With my right hand I held Shams’s cock as I sucked the colonel’s. Shams came and stood closer and his and the colonel’s cocks were both close to my mouth. Taking my mouth off the colonel’s swollen cock, I held the two cocks together and tried to put both in my mouth together. The sight made the colonel get very excited and coming closer to Shams, he put his hand around his waist. In turn, shams put his hand on the colonel’s ass, making his finger slide in the crack. I started sucking the colonel’s cock while Shams looked and continued to move his finger in colonels’s crack. After a while he went and knelt behind the colonel and parting his ass cheeks, put his wet tongue on colonel’s hole. The colonel gave a long groan and allowed his hole to be rimmed. I was sucking his cock eagerly and he was feeling wonderful as I could see from his expression and from the noises he made. Shams, after making colonel’s ass really wet with his saliva, started to insert his middle finger in colonel’s hole. The colonel nearly jumped and tensed but as the finger went in, he began to enjoy and moaned, closing his eyes. We moved to the bed. The colonel lay on his side, shams lying behind him, stroking his ass and fingering him gently. I continued to suck his cock which was now rock hard. The colonel was now ready to fuck me. Impatiently he forced me down and opening my legs sat between them and placed his swollen phallus on my hole and pushed hard. I gasped with pleasure as it went in deeply. The colonel closed his eyes and sucking in his breath, moaned softly. “Your pussy is one of the best I have fucked”, he told me as he began fucking me slowly. Shams was looking on, stroking his rigid cock. He then moved towards my head and waved his cock in my face; I grasped it and began sucking it. The sight of his thick cock moving in and out of my lips excited the colonel and he started to fuck me with new vigour, asking Shams if my mouth was as good to fuck as my pussy. “Sir, his mouth is like a pot of honey and his tongue is magical. Why don’t you try it?” Shams told the colonel as he mouth-fucked me. The colonel liked the idea and said he will do it shortly. He continued to fuck me with deep and long strokes, moaning all the time. The two cocks penetrating me simultaneously was a wonderful experience and I found it difficult to decide which I liked better. In five minutes they switched positions and it was Shams’s cock that was sliding in and out of my pussy while the colonel’s cock was in my mouth. I held his cock tightly with my mouth as I sucked him, making him moan loudly, his eyes closed. Shams fucked me hard, keeping my legs parted with his hands. He knew how I liked it and was enjoying doing that. The colonel then told Shams he was close to climax and wanted to cum inside my hole. Shams withdrew his tool and let the colonel fuck me again. By now there was complete bonhomie with the two men and they felt comfortable with each other. Shams watched and waited for his turn as colonel fucked me and reached his climax, emptying his balls and filling me with his seed. He cried loudly as he came and then laid on top me, exhausted, his cock half buried into me. Shams came behind the colonel and felt the colonel’s still hard tool and found place to insert one of his fingers inside my hole. The sensation of a finger touching the colonel’s tool made him groan deeply. Shams held colonel’s balls in his palm and squeezed them gently. Eventually the colonel took his limp cock out of my pussy that was almost immediately taken over by Sham’s still hard and eager cock. The colonel had lined my chute with his cum and Shams’s shaft moved in and out really smoothly. He fucked me powerfully, his teeth clenched. Very soon he was slamming his cock into me really hard and within a minute he came, spraying his load into my already spermy hole. He too collapsed on me, holding me tight. The colonel watched with a faint smile on his face, rubbing his cock trying to bring it to life again. Within minutes of Shams taking out his cock out of my wide open pussy leaking the combined cum of the two men, the colonel had mounted me again and was drilling my hole with renewed enthusiasm. Shams didn’t participate this time and watched from a distance. The colonel fucked with enthusiasm and changed position twice, ending with my legs on his shoulders as he ploughed, looking down into my eyes. He didn’t take too long to finish and explained afterwards he had to go somewhere in an hour. He was being very friendly with Shams and stroked his cock jokingly. In turn Shams also held the colonel’s cock and said complimentary things about its performance. Something was developing between the two and perhaps needed another catalyst like me for it to develop into something definite. In half an hour we were all dressed and I said goodbye to the colonel. He embraced me with affection and told me to keep in touch. Shams and I went back to his room. Shams wanted me to stay longer but I promised to return for a farewell session the next day and after saying goodbye to him, I returned to my room and took a nap. I spent the next day saying goodbyes to various members of the family and buying gifts. I thought of trying to locate the cricket players, just to say goodbye but realized that they might not acknowledge me in the real world and thought better of it. The night before I was to leave, I went to meet Shams as I had promised and found two other men with him. I took a deep breath and mentally resigned to being fucked by all of them. One was Khizr who was about 28, conventionally handsome and of medium height. The other was Ibne who wasn’t more than 21. He was strikingly good looking with red lips. He had intense blue eyes fringed with thick eyelashes and the absence of hair on his face gave him a boyish appearance. Both were sitting on the bed and looked tense. Shams took out some hash from a pouch and after heating it, crumpled the stuff, mixing with tobacco taken out from cigarettes and rolled a few joints. He lit one and passed it around. After two rounds, the two men started looking relaxed though no one said much. Both of them kept staring at me. I sat down on the chair, pulling it close to the bed. Shams whispered something in Khizr’s year who nodded and after a moment put his arm around his younger friend’s neck and placed the other hand between his legs. The young man almost jumped and turned red and frowned at Khizr. Khizr just smiled and started feeling Ibne’s genitals covered by his dark gray pyjamas. Ibne looked at me with an expressionless face and then lowered his eyes. In about a couple of minutes, Ibne started getting hard and opened his thighs and let Khizr fondle his cock that was visibly hard under the pyjamas. From the side Shams said something to Ibne in Pashtu but Ibne shook his head. Khizr also said something and again Ibne shook his head but I could see he was weakening. Encouraged, Khizr put his hand under Ibne’s shirt and untied his pyjamas, Ibne didn’t protest. Khizr then got up and kneeled in front of Ibne on the floor and lowered Ibne’s pyjamas. Shams came behind Ibne and helped him take the shirt off. I could see Ibne’s torso that was practically hairless, his nipples a dark pink. He had well developed armed and a deep chest. Khizr then put his head between Ibne’s legs and though I couldn’t see, started to suck his cock. After a minute or so, Ibne relaxed and lay on the bed. As Khizr got up to join him on the bed I saw the lower part of Ibne’s body. His thighs were slender but strong, covered with fine hair and his cock was unexpectedly large. Its pink head glistened and the shaft was thick and almost pale in comparison. He had a jet black trimmed bush. Khizr got between Ibne’s legs and began sucking his cock again, swallowing almost the entire length. Ibne had his arms under his head and watched his cock getting sucked. He mumbled something and Khizr stopped and undressed quickly. He had a slender body, well proportioned with a shapely butt. His cock was hard, curving upwards. He bent and begain sucking Ibne’s cock again. I too was getting hard and wanted to join Khizr. Shams came and stood beside me and made me hold his erect cock, taking it out of his pyjamas. Soon, we too took our clothes off and Shams stood in front of me, his legs spread, fucking my mouth. Ibne called from the bed and Shams grinned and told me that Ibne wanted me to join him on bed. I complied and sat on the bed, watching Khizr’s mouth moving up and down Ibne’s shaft. I put my hand between ibne’s legs and squeezed his balls gently. Ibne looked at me, his red mouth partly open and then touched my face with his hand. It was surprisingly soft. He then put two of his fingers in my mouth, moving them around. I began to suck the fingers. After a while, I replaced Khizr and took Ibne’s wet cock in my mouth and began sucking it. The head was really large and the shaft was thick. I was licking the ridge below the head and Ibne started to groan, arching his body and thrusting his pelvis upwards. I wanted his cock inside me and without any delay sat on him, riding him and lowered myself on his cock. I could feel the swollen head at my entrance. I moved down and the head began to go in. Ibne looked at his cock silently. I pushed and suddenly the head popped in, stretching my chute. I lowered myself till I was resting on his body. His cock had penetrated me all the way. It cock felt wonderful inside me; thick, hard and warm. I looked to my right and saw Shams mounting Khizr from behind on the floor. Khizr was on his knees and hands and Shams was about to insert his cock into Khizr’s hole. It was obvious from the ease with which Shams entered him that Khizr’s hole had been used a lot. May be he was getting regularly screwed by Ibne. Ibne was now participating by thrusting his pelvis upwards, making his cock go deeper into me. I could see his stomach muscles tighten every time he pushed himself up. And then he turned on his side, holding me by my waist and bending my leg towards my shoulder and began to fuck me in that position. My lower leg was under his body and it was uncomfortable. I gestured, asking him to wait and turned around, sticking my ass into him. He promptly put his steel hard cock back into my hole and resumed fucking me. He held me by his hand around my waist. After fucking me like that for a while, he turned me over and mounted me as I lay on my stomach, my legs spread. I could feel all his weight on me as his cock kept going in and out of my hole. On the floor, Shams continued to fuck Khizr who was making satisfactory noises as his hole got plundered. At one point, Shams took out his cock and made Khizr lie on his back, raising his legs by holding them from ankles. I could see Khizr’s ravaged hole clearly, dark, open and deep before Shams’s thick cock moved into it again and Khizr sighed with contentment. Both Ibne and Shams finished almost together. I could hear Shams start to groan loudly as he came close to his climax. Ibne too was now moving in and out more rapidly, his cock rubbing my passage in way that was sending pulses of electricity through my body. He started slamming hard, the impact of his weight almost crushing me, making me feel like my hole will rupture. Shams was now still, his body leaning on Khizr, whose legs were wrapped around him. Before I knew it, Ibne came inside me, filling me with his seed and then collapsing on me. I could feel his heart thud against me. Unceremoniously he took his cock out and wiped it with a towel, sat next to me and lit a cigarette. Both Khizr and shams too got up and while Khizr sat on the chair, Shams came and sat next to me. Ibne got up and said something to Khizr in Pashtu who also got up and the two went out to stand on the terrace, naked. Shams told me that Khizr and Ibne stayed together in a room provided by Khizr’s employer. Ibne was from Khizr’s village and had come to Karachi to find employment. Khizr seduced him and now they were lovers and according to Khizr, Ibne fucked him almost every night. I told Shams that Ibne was good but was focused on just fucking hard. Shams smiled and told me he would learn in due course. Shams began rolling another joint and after lighting it, took a deep drag and passed it to me. We continued to smoke the joint and when we finished, I was really high, my body tingling and my head swimming. Shams was now massaging my back and my butt and also stroking his cock that was getting hard. I put my hand on his hairy thigh and began to stroke it. Soon my hand was holding his cock that was almost ready. I pulled Shams towards me and soon we were lying in bed, playing with each other’s bodies as he kissed me and licked my nipples. One of his had already reached my hole and one of his fingers was probing my cum filled hole. Soon it was inside me. I moaned and opened my legs a little more as his finger went deeper. I closed my eyes and let him take charge of my body. He pushed another finger in and started to move the two around making me gasp and jerk my body. His face was now flushed and he breathed through his open mouth. He then started pushing a third finger inside. I opened my mouth to protest but was surprised to know that the third finger went in without any difficulty. I was so high I didn’t care. Soon Shams was joined by Ibne and Khizr who also sat around me, touching my body. Ibne put his hand between my open legs and I could feel yet another finger entering me. My hole felt really stretched. Ibne said something to Shams and he nodded. They took out their fingers from my hole making it feel empty and then Shams lay on the bed on his back and made me sit on his cock. Ibne held his hard cook as I sat on it. Immediately, Ibne came behind me and tried to insert his finger into my hole that was already full of shams’s cock. He did manage to stretch my hole a little more and then replaced his finger by his thick cock. Before I could react, Khizr had put a joint in my mouth and I took a deep drag. In a haze I realized I was getting double fucked by Shams and Ibne. I was moaning, with discomfort as well with pleasure. My pussy was really stretched. The two cocks were moving in and out slowly. Ibne was holding me tight while Shams was pinching my nipples. They were also talking but the voices seemed to be coming from a distance. Someone switched off the light and there was only a faint light in the room coming from the window. All I could see were human forms and felt things being done to me. I was now flying and wasn’t sure what was happening to me. At some point, someone inserted a cock in my mouth. There was another in my hole. I was getting fucked repeatedly. I thought I heard a fourth voice and felt a beard against my face but wasn’t sure. I was hard and someone was jerking me off as I got screwed. I can’t remember the number of times my pussy was entered. Four times, may be. Eventually there was silence. The room was quiet. My hole was empty and felt open and wet. I had no idea how much time had elapsed. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. When I woke up, I was alone in the room and it was still dark. There was no sign of Shams or his friends. I sat up. My mouth was dry. My hole felt used and was a little sore. I got up and found my clothes and put them on. I went to the bathroom and washed my face. When I was returning I heard voices. Shams and another guy were standing outside the room. Shams had a packet in his hands. He smiled at me and told me they had gone to fetch some food. The man with him looked unfamiliar. He was of medium height, a little taller than Shams and had a short beard. He looked at me and smiled. As we entered the room, Shams switched on the light and I could see that the man was younger than Shams who told me his name was Zair. We sat and ate the kababs and bread Shams had got. Shams went out and returned with a jug of water. I went to the bathroom to wash my hands. As I entered the room, Shams came behind me and put his arms around me. Knowing what was coming, I just stood there and rested my head on his chest. Zair came from front, opened his draw string and dropped his trousers. He lifted his shirt above his waist to reveal a very hair body and a hard hungry cock pointing towards me. It was not too long but very thick and the exposed head looked huge. Shams carried and lay me on bed on my back while Zair stood watching after taking off his shirt too. He sat behind me and spread my legs, my ass resting on the edge of the bed. Zair came and bending his knees slightly, held his cock in his hands and placed it on my hole. Shams opened the legs wider and Zair pushed. His cock slid in smoothly and easily thanks to how it had been used for last few hours. Zair started to fuck me, moving his pelvis, going in all the way and then taking almost the whole of his cock out that glistened with the cum in my pussy. Shams let my legs go and opening his pyjamas, took out his rigid cock and started fucking my mouth. There I was, two cocks serving both my ends while I lay there helplessly. Zair’s thick cock fitted nicely in my chute and massaged it sensuously, making me hard again. But my hole was now hurting me a little and I was hoping Zair won’t take too long to cum. But he carried on relentlessly, fucking me steadily without any haste. Watching Shams’s cock move in and out of my mouth excited him further and he went on fucking me. He enjoyed going in very deep and pushing till I could feel his bush at my entrance. Shams took out his saliva covered cock from my mouth and came to stand besides Zair. He was watching Zair’s cock go in and come out of my pussy greedily, stroking his own cock. Zair looked at him and gestured to take his place. Now Zair watched as Shams drilled my hole. He too would push his cock all the way, his pubes brushing against my entrance and then withdraw it. Zair lit another joint and smoked it silently for a while and then put it in my mouth. In five minutes, I was floating again. My nipples were aching and my whole body was on fire. They switched positions again and now it was again Zair’s cock that drilled me. I lost track of time. The two kept on fucking me, the hash helping them sustain. My hole felt really deep and wide and I wanted them to go on and on. I was now pleading with them to fuck me harder and to rip me open. Shams and Zair too were high and just carried on. Eventually they came, filling me again with their cum and as they withdrew their spent but still hard cocks from my hole, the cum dripped down my legs. I just lay there with my legs wide open, cum leaking from my pussy as the two men wiped their cocks and put back their clothes. Shams came and sat next to me and said, “That was fantastic and if you want, we can fuck you again after taking some rest. Your pussy has been made to be fucked again and again”. I told him I was now exhausted and tomorrow I had to get up early and so would like to say good bye. Still feeling a bit high, I put back my clothes and after embracing both of them left and climbed down. I had left the entrance door unlocked and so quietly opened it and tiptoed to my room. Without turning on the lights, I changed and then went to sleep almost immediately. When I woke up it was past eight. I realized with a shock that I had been in Karachi for more than 10 days and were to leave for Lahore today. I started packing and in an hour was through. My flight was at 6.30 in the evening and I had to check in at around 5pm. I spent the day saying goodbyes to relatives. Some came to see me, others I called on phone. My uncle came home for lunch to spend some time with me. Some cousins had also been invited for a farewell lunch my aunt had organized. It was all very pleasant. I was feeling a little sad at leaving Karachi. Eventually the goodbyes were said and everyone left. I rested in my room. I had called Ali again to find out if I would be met by his friend at the airport and he assured me that Dawood would be there to receive me. He told me in a mischievous tone I would like Dawood. My uncle drove me to the airport and insisted on coming with me till the entrance. We embraced each other and said goodbye. I checked in and went and sat in the departure lounge. I was early and there were not too many passengers in the lounge. I roamed around restlessly and then there was an announcement informing the passengers that the flight to Lahore was late by two hours. I looked at my watch and realized I will be at the airport for a very long time. Resigned I sat on a bench and tried to get some rest. After a while I got the feeling that someone was looking at me. I looked around and then almost stopped breathing. At one of the exits stood one of the most handsome men I had ever seen. He was more than six feet tall and wore some kind of a uniform that showcased his well built body. He had a thick, light brown coloured moustache, a full mouth and piercing blue eyes that looked at me unblinkingly. He carried a gun in a holster tied to his trim waist. I could see hair on his chest visible through the shirt open at the neck. My heart started beating fast and I felt myself getting hard simply looking at this man. He stared at me with an expressionless face but I could read his eyes accurately. I didn’t know how to take the next step so I just looked back at him, feeling excited. He stood still and kept staring at me. I stood up and started to stroll, apparently aimlessly. Casually I walked past him, not looking at him directly. He too looked ahead though very conscious of my presence. I walked till the end of the room and returned, again walking past him. I was pleased to see a bulge in his trousers that wasn’t there earlier. I looked at him. My heart missed a beat because he too was looking at me. The message was loud and clear. I returned to my seat and rearranged the stuff in my bag. When I looked at him again I found there was another guard standing next to him. They were chatting. I realized my man was going off duty now and my heart sank. And then, my heart started beating faster when I saw him walk towards me purposefully. He came and stood towering over me and whispered, “Follow me”. He then turned back and started walking away in the opposite direction. I looked around. No one seemed to have noticed anything. The new guard, also quite handsome, stood and looked at the wall in his front. I got up and saw my man going out of a door. When I came out of the door all I could see was an empty corridor and no sign of the guard. I stood not knowing what to do and then decided to walk in one direction. Suddenly a door opened and the guard signalled me to come in. I looked around. There was no one in sight and quickly I entered the room. The guard locked the door, turned to me and smiled. I looked around. It was a room where the guards probably changed and rested in between. It had a cot, a table and a shelf. There was a small bathroom attached to it. Without saying anything, the guard unbuckled his belt and lowered his trousers. He then opened the buttons of his shirt, revealing a flat hairy stomach and a well developed, equally hairy chest. He then lowered his shorts and I gasped. His cock was enormous and very thick. It was straight and pointing towards me, swaying slightly. Like most Muslims, he had shaved his bush. The exposed head was glistening with pre cum. He then signalled me to take my clothes off. Swiftly I unzipped my jeans and lowered it along with my briefs. I took off my tee shirt and stood there naked, my cock getting hard. He came near me and pushed my head down towards his rock hard cock. I could barely put it in my mouth and kneeling in front of him started sucking it as well as I could. Very soon he got impatient and lifted me and turned me around. Making me lean against the wall he spread my legs and using both his hands, parted my ass cheeks and placed his rigid cock at my hole. He then pushed hard. I almost screamed with pain as the monstrous cock went into my pussy. I felt as if I had been torn. He stayed like that without moving. After some time the pain subsided and I could feel the familiar pleasant sensation of having a cock inside me. Putting both his hands on my shoulders, he started to fuck me with long and deep strokes. His cock was really thick and moved in and out slowly, rubbing the inside of my chute. I started to moan but he put his hand over my mouth indicating that I should be quiet. He of course continued to fuck my pussy without a break. His cock was now going in and out a little more easily but my inside still felt fully stretched. I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he fucked me, his hands gripping my shoulders. In five minutes he was slamming me hard, taking out almost the entire cock and then slamming it back with force in a single stroke. I found it hard not to gasp every time he slammed his massive cock in. His legs were placed firmly on the floor, his knees slightly bent as he drilled my hole. And then he started shooting his cum into me. I felt the hot liquid go very deep into me as he came and came. Finally he was still, panting, his cock still hard, buried into me. And then, to my shock, I heard a timid knock on the door. I tensed with fear but the guard, holding me by my waist, his cock still buried into me, extended his hand and unlocked the door. I couldn’t see but heard someone come in and then bolt the door. The man who had just fucked me took out his cock from my hole and turned me around to face him. He was tucking his shirt into his trousers. Behind him stood a man who I recognized as the other guard, watching me with a hard expression. His trousers were already lowered and he was lowering his briefs revealing a thick cock that was already hard. I looked at the first man and told him I had a flight to catch to Lahore. The second man assured me that it was further delayed by 45 minutes and I had plenty of time. The first man told me he will see to it that I got on the plane. He then asked his friend if someone was on duty in his place and it turned out that there was. The second guard approached me, stroking his stiff cock. He was of medium height, well built and not as hairy as the first one. He was pleasant looking and also had a moustache. His thick blunt cock was almost touching his stomach. He came near me and turned me around, feeling my pussy with his thick fingers and then inserting one in. My hole was sore from previous fucking and I grimaced. He couldn’t see that and inserted the whole finger, twisting it slightly. He then took the finger out and then placed his thick cock at the entrance and then pushed. Nothing happened and so he pushed harder. I was getting tense and then he pushed again and this time, most of it went in, causing my hole to stretch painfully. I was about to gasp loudly but the other guy who was watching it clamped his hand on my mouth. The pain subsided as the cock went all the way in. My hole felt full of the thick cock. As the cock drilled me the first man stood watching. He had a slight smile on his face and he could see that despite the pain I was enjoying myself; my cock was hard now, leaking pre cum. The second man fucked me ruthlessly, treating me like an object, much like the first man. He then decided to change position and taking his cock out, made me lie in bed, opened my legs and then sat between my legs. He spat on his hard cock, smeared it and then pushed it back into my hole. He placed my legs on his shoulder as he fucked. I could see the first man getting aroused again. As his friend fucked me, he opened his zipper and took out his thick long cock which was now really hard. He kept stroking his cock as he watched my pussy getting drilled. The man fucking me was close to his climax and abruptly he stopped, his face looking blank, his eyes glazed as he came inside me. His cook sprayed jets of hot cum into my pussy already full of another man’s cum. He closed his eyes and pushed his cock deeper as he continued to cum, plugging my hole with his thick cock. Unceremoniously he took out his cum covered cock letting the cum from my wide open pussy leak on the bed. Before I knew it, the first man had already come to sit between my legs. He had not even bothered to lower trousers. Holding his huge cock he placed it on my leaking hole and with hands, spread my legs really open and pushed. The entire cock went in smoothly and I could feel the coarse cloth of his trousers against my thighs. I felt like a whore with this fully clothed man shoving his cock into me for a release, in a shabby little room with another man looking. The other man had got dressed and was in a hurry to get back to his duty. He went out and closed the door. This man continued to fuck me hard with his thick long cock and didn’t even bother to lock the door. I told him to do that but he just smiled and continued to slide his cock in and out of me, keeping my legs wide open with his strong hands on my knees. After fucking me hard for about ten minutes, he increased his tempo, fucking me hard and then rammed the whole length in and came inside me, filling me again with his seed. His cock felt huge and hard as it released hot cum into me. He kept his cock in till he had emptied his balls completely and then got up and zipped himself up. I lay there naked, my legs open obscenely, cum dripping out of it again. My hole felt like a gaping wound. I got up and put back my clothes. The man turned to me as asked me to take the late night flight to Lahore. He said he would get two more of his colleagues and they would take turns fucking me. He told me once they got a passenger and five of them fucked him for hours in this room. The passenger was really happy though found it difficult to walk. I declined his offer and we both went back to the lounge. The other man was on duty and gave both of us a smile. I went back to my seat and my escort fetched me a cold drink. He stood there talking to me and again requested me to take the late flight. Soon they announced the departure of my flight and I got up to leave. The guard took my bag and carried it all the way to the exit where he shook hands with me and said good bye. I got on the bus, and was driven to the aircraft. The flight was uneventful and I slept a little. The served us snacks. We reached Lahore at about 9.30pm and by the time I wheeled my luggage out it was nearly ten. I walked slowly looking for a sign with my name and then a voice called my name. I stopped and looked. The man was about 35, tall and unlike most Pakistanis, dark skinned. He came towards me and introduced himself as Dawood. He took the trolley from me and started walking towards the exit. I walked by his side observing him. He was slim and moved gracefully. He wore close fitting jeans, a black printed silk shirt and had a silver bracelet around his wrist. He had light coloured eyes and an intense expression. He didn’t look at me even once as we walked towards the car. I told him I was to stay with my uncle. He frowned and said, “You are my guest and a friend of Ali and cannot stay anywhere else. We will go to your uncle’s house and I will speak to him directly”. We went to my uncle’s place only to find that he and his family was to return the next evening. The servant told me that he had made arrangements for me to stay. Dawood told him not to bother and that I would come the next day. After this we drove straight to his house. He lived in a posh area and in a fairly large house. There were two guards at the gate with guns. We drove into the porch and got out. Dawood told me he lived with his mother and that I would have to go and pay my regards to her. She was sitting in a lounge watching TV and after making small talk for a minute, went back to watching TV. We came out of the room from another door. There was a staircase going up. On the right was a room. He told me that was the room I was going to stay in. He then looked into my eyes and said, “I live upstairs, all by myself. Freshen up and then come and join me”. He then climbed up leaving me there. I went into my room. My luggage was neatly arranged by my bed. I went to the bathroom, took a shower, washing away the memories of Karachi airport and changed into fresh clothes. I combed my hair and then climbed up. I could hear TV behind the closed door. I knocked and the volume was turned down immediately. Dawood opened the door. He was dressed in white traditional clothes. He locked the door as I entered and gestured me to sit on the sofa where he was sitting. He was drinking whiskey and gave me some in another glass. I don’t really like whiskey but didn’t feel like refusing him. We kept watching TV without saying anything to each other and then he put his hand on my knee. I didn’t do anything and he began stroking my thigh. He then pulled me to him and kissed me on my mouth. His lips were soft and warm and he kissed well. I opened my mouth and his tongue began to probe my mouth. Soon he was lying on me, his hands exploring my body. His hands unbuckled my jeans and then impatiently he pulled these down along with my briefs. He then made me sit up and pulled my t shirt off. There I was, fully naked in his arms as he continued to stroke my body sensuously with his warm and soft hands. He licked my nipples and kissed my neck as he pulled me towards him. I responded by kissing him back, opening my mouth and letting his tongue probe deep. My hands were around his neck. One of his hands crept between my legs and a finger moved in my crack till it located my hole. He pressed and the finger entered the opening. I moaned that seemed to excite me and he bent over me till I was lying flat on the sofa, my legs open and resting on the floor. His finger went deeper as he continued to kiss me, nibbling my lower lip. He was still fully dressed. I could feel his hardness against my body. I put my hand between his legs and grasped his cock through the material of his loose trousers. It felt thick and long. He untied the drawstring and lowered his trousers and made me hold his exposed cock that was hot and really hard. I moved my hand and realized that it was indeed quite long and thick. I stroked it up and down making him hiss with pleasure. His finger was now buried deeply inside my pussy and my legs were wide open. He raised his shirt holding it between his teeth and positioning him between my legs, put his huge cock on my hole, removing his finger. Without bothering to lubricate, he tried to push his cock into my hole. I winced and told him to moisten it but he smiled cruelly and pushed. I could feel the huge head go in, causing some pain. I grimaced with pain that seemed to excite him more and he pushed hard. There was pain as the thick shaft actually went all the way in. The extra friction was uncomfortable for a while but the feeling of being mounted by a thick long cock was wonderful and I just sighed. I felt the hard hair of his trimmed bush against my ass. He started to fuck me. Without any lubricant, the friction made him move slowly but soon he was slamming me, causing me to groan loudly. The more I groaned, the harder he fucked. My pussy felt raw and violated and I told him to be gentle but he enjoyed the extra friction between his thick shaft and my chute. He held my legs by ankles as he drilled my hole, his shirt covering me. He fucked me like that for a while and then pulled me from the sofa and lying flat on the floor, made me ride his cock without withdrawing it from my pussy. I was less uncomfortable as he rose and pushed his cock into my pussy from below. His thrusts were powerful, making his rigid cock invade my pussy very deep each time as he held me round my waist. My pussy felt open and bruised with the assault. After fucking like that for some time, he asked me to get up. He too got up, took off his shirt and carried me to the bed. For the first time I saw him completely naked. His body was the colour of dark honey and smooth. His shoulders were broad, tapering to a narrow waist. His cock that looked red now must have been eight inches long and very thick. No wonder I felt uncomfortable taking it. He lay me face down on the bed, with a pillow under me. He then mounted me from behind, covering my body with his. His cock went in deep and his weight pinned me down. He rode me hard, going deep, his face buried in my neck, breathing hard. It didn’t last long; he stopped abruptly and filled my hole with hot cum. He buried his cock deep as it emptied itself and stayed there for a long time afterwards. He rolled over after a while, went to the bathroom and came back. He had switched off all the lights and we lay quietly in dark, his hand stroking my body gently. In a few minutes I drifted into sleep. I woke up feeling something hard sticking into my back. It was completely dark. I was on my side with my back towards Dawood whose hard cock was pressing into my crack, trying to locate my hole. I bent my leg towards my shoulder, making my entrance accessible to the thick cock. Promptly the cock began to slide in and slowly it entered my pussy. Dawood’s hand gripped my by the waist as he pushed his cock further, going deep. I felt the thick shaft fill my inside and moaned softly. He put his other free hand around my neck and turning my face towards him, kissed me hard as his cock slid in and out of my hole. Being fucked in total darkness was strangely thrilling; as if a stranger was doing it to me. Dawood continued to fuck for a long time; slowly and leisurely, taking his time. I too was enjoying the sensation of his thick cock moving in and out of me slowly and had got hard and began stroking myself. We came almost together. Just as I was shooting, he tightened his grip on my waist and groaning loudly, started slamming his cock in and then came inside me, filling me with cum. Again, he stayed with his cock inside me for a long time, not moving at all. I think we both dozed off in that position and after an hour or so when I woke up, he was on his side of bed, sleeping soundly. I went back to sleep. Next time I got up, there was faint morning light in the room and I was alone in the room. I got up and went into the bathroom to find Dawood standing under the shower. I turned back to go but he called me to join him in the shower. The water was cool and his hands were firm as he soaped me. His body was firm and slippery to touch and as he rubbed him against me, I started getting aroused. Soon he was rock hard and so was I. He turned me around, inserting a soapy finger into my hole as I leaned on his chest. He replaced his finger with his cock and it began to push itself in. The soap made it easy and holding me by my shoulders he pushed it deep into me. The water fell on our bodies as they united and he began fucking me. His cock felt huge inside me and filled my chute completely. After some time he made me lean against the wall as he fucked. His wet body made slapping sounds as it hit mine. Dawood then decided to get out of the water and with his cock still inside me, walked into the bedroom and we fell into the bed. He changed position, laying me on my back and putting my legs on his shoulders. He found my hole and unceremoniously pushed his cock into my open, wet pussy and started fucking me again. He fucked me for nearly twenty minutes and then with a last hard push, came inside me. Once again, I felt his warm seed fill me. Ur bodies were still wet, water dripping from our hair. We stayed in bed for nearly half an hour not saying much and then finally got dressed. We had breakfast with Dawood’s mother downstairs who fussed over me, asking me to eat more. Dawood watched in amusement. After breakfast we went into the room where I was staying as I wanted to change into fresh clothes. Dawood sat on the bed as I changed into fresh underwear and a new t shirt. As I was pulling my jeans Dawood came behind me and held me tight and said, “I want to fuck you again”. He then pulled my jeans down as well as my shorts and led me to the bed and pushed me down. He then opened my legs wide, sat on the floor and put his hot tongue between my legs. I gasped as the tongue found my hole and began licking it. He gripped my legs under the knees and raised them so he could see my hole. He spat on it and began licking it again with his tongue, trying to enter the hole. I was now moaning loudly and my cock was hard. His tongue continued to rim me, making it hot and wet and then he stood up and unzipped his tight jeans, freeing his hard cock. Without taking off his clothes, he guided his throbbing cock to my wet and eager hole and pushed hard. I nearly cried out with pleasure as the thick rod went in smoothly, burying itself inside me. I could feel the rough material of his jeans against my skin. He stayed like that, his eyes looking into mine, his mouth pressed and his face flushed with passion. He whispered to me through clenched teeth “this time I am going to tear you apart” and taking out the entire length of his massive tool, he rammed it in again. I gasped again. My legs were kept open by him and I was at his mercy. He fucked me brutally; it was almost like he was taking me against my wishes. Like all unexpected encounters, this was really erotic and though my hole felt sore, it was fantastic. He fucked and fucked, using his cock as a weapon, stabbing me and tearing me open. I was rock hard and pressed between our bodies. He was now fucking me with slow and deep strokes and without touching myself, I knew I was going to climax. As he continued, I came, spilling my cum, feeling his cock buried inside me, touching me in a way that sent waves of pleasure through my body. I clutched him with my nails and wanted to bite him. He came with a shudder, emptying himself inside me, his seed settling deep inside me. Even after coming, he continued to move his cock in and out, wanting to go on. Eventually he took his cock out, still hard and smeared with cum and went into the bathroom to clean him. I just lay there, breathing hard, my pussy sore and feeling content with what had happened. I didn’t want to get up. He returned and went to the door. He turned back grinning and said, “Do you know the door was unlocked?” I got up, changed my soiled t shirt and tidied myself. Dawood wanted me to see Lahore for a couple of hours but as he had some work, he was going to take me to his office and assign one of his employees to do so. We went in his car, sitting in the back seat as his chauffer drove. The office was in a crowded part of the city in a multi-storied building. I sat watching him instruct his staff, sign papers and answer phone calls. Then he asked someone called Wahab to come in. He turned out to be a good looking young man who was about 28 who wore a dark gray traditional Pakistani suit. He was tall, light skinned and had a shock of thick black curly hair. He also had thick eyebrows joined in the middle that gave him an intense look. The intense look was also due to a thick black moustache. His lips were full and red. Dawood introduced us and asked Wahab to show me around Lahore and then take me to a restaurant that was well known. Wahab nodded and we both went down in the lift to Wahab’s car that he drove himself. I somehow sensed that Wahab was close to Dawood; perhaps they played around together. We chatted and it turned out that Wahab had been with Dawood for six years and travelled with him to Dubai a lot. I couldn’t see his expression as he talked because he was wearing dark glasses but got the impression he was really fond of his employer. He showed me around famous monuments, old markets and mosques. He was pleasant and I started liking him. I also found him sexy but was afraid to make a pass at him. Once or twice our eyes met and our bodies touched but I didn’t take any step to explore. Finally we reached the restaurant. Dawood was already there. Although one was not allowed to drink in public, he was drinking from an opaque glass, pretending it was a soft drink. The lights were dim and people were discreet. Dawood made me sit next to him while Wahab sat opposite. Dawood ordered some beer for both of us that arrived in dark coloured glasses. Dawood had placed his hand on my thigh and I could sense he was getting horny. After everyone had had a couple of glasses and was feeling mellow, Dawood abruptly asked Wahab, “Do you like my friend here?” Wahab wasn’t sure what kind of answer was expected from him and so just nodded. Dawood then asked him, “I would like to watch as you fuck him. Would you like to do that?” His hand on my thigh moved a little higher and he placed my hand between his leg. I could feel his hard cock. I was shocked but quite excited at the idea and from Wahab’s expression I knew he would agree. Wahab turned red, opened his mouth and then closed it. He looked at me, then at Dawood and then looked down. “Come on. You and I have fucked the same men before. This time I want to see you fuck. What is your problem? I will sit on a chair and not interfere. He is all yours”, Dawood offered. All the time he was looking at Wahab’s face. Wahab thought for a while and then smiled at Dawood and nodded and said, “As you wish, sir”. We had lunch in silence and finished it quickly. Afterwards, Dawood announced that he had booked a room in the hotel upstairs and that we would go there now. He had also ordered more beer for everyone. The room was not huge but it had a double bed. There were two easy chairs and a table and a TV mounted on the walls. The room smelled of smoke and the unmistakeable odour of sex. Clearly it was the kind of place where people came for sex and then left. The bedcover was clean but a little crumpled. Dawood sat on the bed and asked me to join him. Wahab stood and looked nervous. Dawood invited him to join us and help undress me. He had already started unbuckling my jeans and was pulling them down. Wahab sat next to me on the other side and removed my t shirt. Soon I was naked, sitting between two men. Dawood pulled me to him and lay me down opening my legs and asked Wahab to feel my pussy. He used coarse language. As Wahab bent, Dawood took his hand and placed it between my legs. I could feel Wahab’s warm hand between my legs. Dawood kissed me on my mouth and pinched my nipple so hard that I gasped. Wahab didn’t lose any time at all and after putting his finger in his mouth, inserted it into me. As I moaned, it went in deeper. Dawood’s hand joined Wahab’s and soon there were two fingers probing my hole, trying to stretch it. Dawood stood up and took off his clothes and sat on the chair stroking his cock that was now hard. He watched as Wahab bent his head and started licking my pussy. My legs were wide open now and I was moaning quite loudly. There was a knock on the door and we tensed. Dawood made a sign asking us to be quiet and opening the door slightly, took the tray with beer cans and glasses and then shut the door. He poured into a glass and began to drink. Wahab’s hands were now all over my body. He sucked my nipples and once again inserted a finger into my hole. Dawood just sat and watched, sipping beer. Wahab then stood up and in no time, took off his clothes. He was powerfully built and had a hair chest. His ass was firm and hard and his cock stood straight, from a thick bush that wasn’t trimmed. The head of his cock was exposed and glistened with pre cum. His cock wasn’t huge like Dawood’s but quite long as well as thick. He now joined me in bed and began stroking my body and kissing it hungrily. He was quite an expert and knew how to give pleasure. He then sat on me and put his cock next to my face. I opened and swallowed the thick cock and began sucking. He was moaning with pleasure. Before we knew it, Dawood was in bed, and making Wahab drink from his can. Wahab nearly finished the whole can as I continued to suck his cock. Dawood then got up and turned the lights off. The room was now very dimly lit. He came and joined us again and this time, he started playing with my pussy as I sucked Wahab. After some time he sat next to Wahab and brought his rigid cock near my face. I turned to his cock and began sucking. For about half an hour I sucked their cocks taking turns. The two men kept looking at their cocks and Dawood put his arm around Wahab’s waist. Wahab was feeling so aroused he didn’t mind. Dawood then turned to Wahab and told him to fuck me. Wahab took position between my legs and held them by ankles and lifted them. Dawood suddenly held Wahab’s rigid cock in his hand and guided it to my hole. Wahab was taken aback but didn’t mind his boss holding his hard cock. Once the head of the cock was placed at the entrance, Wahab pushed and the head popped in. I could feel the big head stretching my hole and opened my legs wider. He pushed and the cock began to slide in. I could see Dawood’s eyes fixed on Wahab’s cock as it went in. He moistened his lips and took a gulp of beer. His eyes were glued to Wahab’s cock entering me. He started stroking his cock. Wahab’s was now in all the way and I could feel his bush at my entrance. He began to fuck me slowly, his cock sliding in and out gently. His cock felt great and I put my hands around his back and then held his muscular ass. He continued to move in and out and I could feel his ass muscles flex as he fucked. Dawood extended his hand and placed it next to my hole to see how tightly the cock fitted me. He then tried to insert a finger along with Wahab’s cock and after a while succeeded. It was a strange sensation, both for me and for Wahab. I could see Dawood’s face flushed with lust as his finger felt Wahab’s cock move in and out of my hole. He then bent and began licking the area around my hole. His mouth felt hot and moist and both Wahab and I started moaning loudly. No one had ever done that to me and I felt really aroused, my cock going rigid. Dawood then sat up and whispered something in Wahab’s ear. Wahab nodded and withdrew his cock. Dawood changed position with Wahab and it was now his cock that slid into me as Wahab watched. He came behind me and opening his thighs, placed my head in his lap and fed me his cock. For a while I got fucked at both ends by these virile men. Once again they changed positions and Wahab’s cock entered my hole as Dawood watched. He then got an idea and asked Wahab to lie on his back and make me ride his cock. This took less than a minute. I was now facing Wahab, my legs on either sides and moved up and down on his hard cock. Dawood came behind me and with Wahab’s cock already inside me, tried to insert his thick cock into me. I paused till he actually slid his cock in. I thought my hole would tear but soon both the cocks fitted into my really stretched chute. Wahab groaned with pleasure as the friction increased. They both fucked me simultaneously and I thought I was flying. The cocks moved very slowly but I could feel the movement. Wahab was pinching my nipples from below as Dawood kissed me on my mouth with his cock sliding in and out of my pussy. Wahab didn’t last too long and after making some wild noises, he came inside me. It felt warm and sticky and some of the cum leaked out. Dawood asked Wahab if he wanted to take his cock out. He paused as Wahab nodded and took out his cock. I immediately felt relief but then Dawood began to pound my pussy really hard. Wahab watched in awe as his boss’s thick hard cock slid in and out of my battered pussy. And then soon he also came, filling me with his cum, mixing with Wahab’s. He kept pumping and the sperm leaked out as Wahab watched sitting by the side, his own cock now soft. Dawood took out his cock almost immediately and they both sat naked drinking more beer. My pussy felt bruised and wide open with what had been done to it. The hole felt empty without the monstrous cocks that had been inside recently. Dawood asked me to come and sit between them. As I sat, they both parted my legs, placing them over them. Smiling, Dawood inserted two of his fingers inside my hole moist and slippery with cum. They went in quite easily. He looked into my eyes and winked, “Your cunt will never be the same again”. He asked Wahab to insert his fingers too. Wahab’s fingers too went in quite easily. I squirmed but it also felt good. They continued to finger me and I could sense they were both getting aroused again. Dawood then used an obscene Urdu word to describe my pussy as a hole made loose by excessive use. He said he would like to now fist me. The four fingers were still inside me and trying to stretch my already stretched hole. I too was getting aroused by what the fingers were doing to me and leaned back and spread my legs further. My hands sought their cocks that were getting rapidly hard. Bending, I began sucking Dawood’s cock and he moaned closing his eyes. Wahab was now rock hard and eager to fuck me. I sat on the floor kneeling in front of Dawood, his cock in my mouth. Wahab came behind me and opening my raised cheeks, placed his cock at my open hole and pushed. It slid in smoothly and he started fucking me with long slow strokes that made my body tingle. Dawood opened his eyes and looked at Wahab’s cock going in and out of my hole. He thrust his pelvis forward and pushed my head down, making me take in his cock deep into my mouth. Wahab continued to fuck me and then Dawood said he wanted to fuck me again. Wahab withdrew his cock that glistened with cum and Dawood pulled me and made me sit on his rock hard cock pointing up. I sat with my back to him and Wahab held Dawood’s cock as I lowered myself on it. My cock was hard too and each time Dawood pushed his pelvis up, it bobbed up and down. Wahab stood in front of me and made me suck his still hard cock. After ten minutes or so, Dawood started making loud noises, shouting, “Ah, aaah, aaaah” and gripping my waist with both his hands, came with a shudder. He kept jerking and I could feel jets of his cum enter me. A lot of it leaked out, making Dawood’s thighs sticky. Wahab asked Dawood to please let him cum inside me. Dawood obliged and we both got up, Dawood’s cock slipping out of my leaking hole. Without losing any time, Wahab turned me around and bending his knees slightly, inserted his cock into my hole that was full of Dawood’s cum. Wahab probably got a kick out of that and fucked me really hard. Dawood stood watching, enjoying the sight and kept muttering obscenities, telling Wahab to tear my hole. Wahab’s cock was rock hard now and his mouth was fixed in a grimace as he fucked. His hands gripped my shoulders as he fucked, penetrating me deeply. And then he also came, almost without warning, pumping hot sticky cum into my hole that was now overflowing with it. He came and came, holding me tight as Dawood watched. Everyone was feeling a little tired and after washing up, we all put back our clothes. After finishing the beer, it was time to go. Wahab went back to office in his car while Dawood took me to his home where I packed my things and said goodbye to Dawood’s mother. Dawood then drove me to my uncle’s place. He wanted me to spend the last night with him but I told him that would not be possible. He told me he wished he could come with me to India but he was busy with some important work. He dropped me at my uncle’s place and gave me a very warm hug as he said goodbye. He often visited India and told me he would contact me there on his next visit. We hugged again and then he was gone. The evening at my uncle’s place was pleasant and unremarkable. I slept early and after breakfast the next morning, my uncle took me shopping, buying gifts for me and for family at home. The train for Amritsar was at 3pm and after lunch he drove me to the railway station. I got on the train that was almost empty and said goodbye to my uncle. The journey was uneventful and the custom people didn’t even bother to know what I had with me. I reached Amritsar early afternoon. My train for Delhi was in the evening and I had about 2 hours to spare. I went to the waiting room, had a shower and then got myself some magazines and newspapers. The men looked so different. The clothes were different too; more people in trousers and shirts and a lot of turbaned Sikhs. There were many more women than one saw in public places in Pakistan. Everything seemed to be different. Certainly the men were not so handsome as they were across the border. The train started from Amritsar and came on the platform an hour before its departure. I got on and made myself at home in the compartment meant for four. I wondered who the other three passengers would be. No one came till almost the departure of the train and then, ten minutes before the departure a Sikh entered the compartment, carrying a small bag. He took the seat opposite me and sat down, taking off his dark glasses. He was about 30, of medium height and had regular features, with a sharp nose Sikhs often have. He had a trimmed beard. His turban was red and he wore a dark green knitted polo shirt that fitted him well. His legs were clad in close fitting cords and he wore sandals. He was obviously a sophisticated man. He gave me a polite smile and a nod and opened his bag to take out a book that he began to read. I too started flipping through the magazines I had bought. After a while he got bored with the book and began talking to me. He got quite excited when I told him I was returning from Pakistan. He had many questions and wanted to know how life there was different from ours. Soon we were talking like friends and exchanging information about each other. He was a squash player and was going to Delhi for a tournament. He was not married and was not even interested in getting married. I told him I was completing my studies and didn’t know what I wanted to do. It started getting dark and he asked me if I would like to have a drink. I accepted and he took out a bottle of rum and paper cups. He poured into both glasses and added cold water from a flask. We sat quietly and drank. By the time the waiter came to ask for dinner, we had had three small ones and were feeling good. His name was Gurvir and he worked for a private company. He wanted to know more about my background. Like many he was fascinated by Muslims and knew little about their lifestyle. He was sexy but I had no idea if he liked men. My mind was trying to find a way of seducing him but hadn’t figured out how. The waiter returned and cleared the remains of the dinner. Gurvir put his hand on mine and didn’t let me pay for my share of the dinner. His hand was soft and strong and felt nice. I went back to my seat and opened my bag to take out my night clothes. He did the same. He removed his turban to reveal shoulder length hair tied like a pony tail. Without any hesitation, he took off his polo shirt revealing a nice lean torso that was moderately hairy at the right places. He wore a gold chain and had dark nipples. He put on a loose T shirt and then unbuckled his trousers and without any self consciousness took them off. His legs were long and muscular and hairy. He wore white briefs that looked well filled. Turning away from me, he peeled off his briefs, showing me a perfect bubble ass for a few seconds before he put a pair of Bermudas on. As he turned back towards me, all I saw was a bit of his dark pubic hair and then he sat down. I took off my shirt revealing my hairless torso that looked pale in the cabin light. I then tied a towel around my waist and took off my jeans as well as briefs. At that moment, several things happened simultaneously. Gurvir got up to go out to the loo with his toothbrush. I held my pyjamas in one hand, holding on to the small towel with my other hand. Exactly then, the train stopped with a jerk. I fell on gurvir and in order to balance, let go of the towel. Before I knew it, I was in gurvir’s arms, stark naked as he held me by the waist to keep me from falling. We both exclaimed. For a few seconds Gurvir’s hands seemed to be frozen as his eyes looked at my naked body, held by his hairy arms. I didn’t know what to do as the towel was now on the floor along with my pyjamas. I stood there, my mouth slightly open and looked at him who was staring at me, stunned into silence. We stood there perhaps for about 5 seconds and then I turned my back to him, bent and picked my pyjamas and quickly put it on. Gurvir went out quietly and I picked my towel, put on a t shirt and sat down, may heart beating fast and felt blood rushing to my face. By the time he returned I felt normal again but didn’t look at him. He too didn’t say anything, made his bed and lying down, and started reading his book. I too made my bed and switching off the main light, lay down and closed my eyes. I was far from sleepy and kept seeing Gurvir’s startled face looking at me, standing naked with his arms around me. I couldn’t read the expression in his eyes but it was not disinterest. But it was not enough for me to take a decisive step. I turned away from him and kept thinking of him, very conscious of him being so near, alone on a train. Gurvir switched off his bedside light and there was now almost total darkness in the compartment. The train was going very fast. Suddenly I heard Gurvir’s voice, “Are you awake?” and I mumbled a yes. “I want to tell you a story and then want to ask you something. Is that okay?” I mumbled a yes again. ___________ I was studying to be an engineer in a private college and was staying in the hostel. My roommate was Ashok, a boy one year junior to me. He was a very shy boy; good looking, intelligent and gentle. The senior students in the college used to get pretty vicious with the new comers and when Ashok was admitted, they realized that he was shy and so were particularly nasty with him. They made him take off his clothes and said all kinds of vulgar things. One evening when I reached the room I found him crying and when I asked he informed me that two senior students tried to abuse him sexually. I knew those boys and went and asked them to leave Ashok alone or I shall report the matter to the teachers. The ragging stopped and Ashok was very grateful and showed his gratitude in all sorts of ways. He would wash and iron my clothes along with his own, shared the goodies that came from his home, tidied up the mess I created and was always there if I wanted something. One night, it was very warm and I decided to sleep in my underwear. I was fast asleep and then I woke up suddenly and felt a hand touch me between my legs. It took me a few seconds to realize that it could only be Ashok. I almost called him but something prevented me from doing so and I pretended to be asleep. The hand continued to stroke me and I started getting hard. The hand got bolder and lowered my briefs, exposing my semi hard cock. Gripping it gently, the hand began to stroke my cock that soon got hard. It was a wonderful sensation but it didn’t feel right. However, I allowed the hand to continue what it was doing. And then I got the shock of my life when I felt something warm and moist around my cock. I suddenly realized Ashok was sucking my cock. The sensation was absolutely incredible and I didn’t want it to stop. But I also realized that I could no longer pretend to be asleep. I extended my hand and in the dim light, put it on Ashok’s head and pressing it; encouraging him to go on. Once Ashok knew I was enjoying myself he got even more enthusiastic and gave me a fantastic blowjob. After I had come he came and lay next to me, hugging me and telling me how much he loved me. Initially it used to make me uneasy but I gradually got used to him giving me a blowjob now and again. At times I would get horny and would actually ask him to come to my bed. We would both take off our clothes and cuddle and then he would suck me. Once or twice he tried to kiss me on my lips but I didn’t want that and he stopped trying. After a few months, once when we were in bed together, naked, he asked me to fuck him. I was so shocked I didn’t know what to say and then very firmly I told him no. He was very disappointed but didn’t ask for it again. And then the inevitable happened: he found a lover. There was this boy in his class who was a little older and the football captain. He was handsome in a rugged way and a little crude. Once when I entered my room I found them kissing each other. I didn’t say anything but gradually the distance between Ashok and me increased and the next year he changed his room and became the football captain’s roommate. Students used to joke about the two of them but Ashok didn’t care. We remained friends till I left the college but were no longer close. ___________ Gurvir stopped talking. I was now wide awake and was wondering what he was going to ask and the point of telling me the story. As if reading my mind he said, “Earlier when your towel fell and you collided with me, I remembered Ashok and thought of all the things we used to do. Holding you in my arms brought back the memories of Ashok and I in bed together. After him, there never was anyone else till this evening when I saw you naked”. My heart began to beat faster and my mouth went dry. I held my breath and didn’t say anything. He spoke again, very gently, “Can I... I mean can we... please don’t get angry with me but can we be together like Ashok and me?” I was quiet for a while and then switched on my bedside light and turned towards him. He was sitting, leaning forward. I opened my arms and smiled. He got up and came to sit next to me. He bent and tried to embrace me. I told him I was not Ashok or a replacement for him. He had to like me for what I was and not because I reminded him of someone else. He seemed to understand and nodded. I then sat up and took off my t shirt. He did the same. I pulled him towards me and soon we were lying together face to face, his hard body touching mine intimately. I placed my hand on his crotch and found he was hard. Putting my thumb inside the waistband I pulled. He assisted me and was naked, his cock sticking into my stomach. I pulled down my own shorts and embraced him, his body hot and firm against mine. I took his hard cock in my hand. After a long time I was holding an uncut cock and it felt good. I pulled the skin back exposing the head and Gurvir moaned. I made him lie on his back and put my hot mouth around the head of his cock, licking it gently. Gurvir was moaning loudly, gripping my head in both his hands. He was big and thick and absolutely straight. His balls were hairy and were tight with excitement. My hand travelled downwards, massaging his balls and stroking between the crack. My mouth was full of his thick cock. I then took my mouth off his swollen cock and asked if he had ever been rimmed. He didn’t seem to understand and frowned. I told him to turn over. His bubble butt was beautiful, hairy and tight. I spread the cheeks and locating his tight puckered hole, licked it with my wet tongue. Gurvir cried out in surprise and his body tensed. I applied more pressure, probing the hole with my tongue, spreading his ass more. He was now moaning loudly with pleasure; his body tossing and turning restlessly. I thought he would explode if I continued and so stopped. He turned his face towards me and it was flushed with excitement. “No one has done that before”, he gasped. I just smiled and turning him over, took his throbbing cock in my mouth. I then sat on him with my ass practically in his face and bent to take his cock again in my mouth. The sight of my open hole must have been tempting for him because I felt his warm tongue lick it and before I knew it, he was rimming me enthusiastically, trying to insert his tongue inside me. With his hand, he held my now hard cock as his tongue continued to lick my hole. His cock deep inside my mouth, the feeling was incredible. The rocking due to the motion of the train heightened the pleasure. I now wanted his cock inside me and without actually bothering to ask his permission, I turned around once again and holding his cock wet with my saliva, placed my hole over it and began to sit on it. I sensed the large head against the hole and then as I continued to move down, it popped inside effortlessly. Gurvir opened his mouth in a silent scream as the heat and the moisture of my pussy enveloped his inexperienced cock. Before he knew it, the entire cock was swallowed by my pussy and I could feel his thick bush tickle my ass. He seemed to be in a trance. His eyes were glazed and unseeing, his mouth open and he was moaning loudly, “Oh God, oh God, Oh God”. He didn’t know what to do with hands and I placed them on my nipples. He squeezed them hard, making me gasp. Neither of us had moved and his cock stayed inside me. After a minute, I began to move up and down, very slowly, feeling the thick shaft against my chute. He just lay there letting me do all the work, his eyes a little unfocused. But soon he began pushing himself up and got into the rhythm of it. He was moaning loudly all the time. His pony tail had opened and his face was surrounded by his hair. He was pushed so enthusiastically that I didn’t have do anything and just let his cock go deep into me. Soon he began to cry out loudly, increasing the pace, fucking me hard. And then suddenly he stopped pushing and came inside me, filling me with hot cum. We stayed in that position for some time and then I bent forward and rested my head on his chest that was sweaty now. He held me tight and didn’t say anything. A little later we lay together, face to face, still naked and he told me how fantastic the experience was. He said it was the first time he had fucked someone. I didn’t say anything; just let my hands roam all over his firm body. Minutes later I could sense his body becoming eager for more action; the way he put his leg over mine, the way his hand went around my waist and pulled me to him and then of course, his cock began to poke me. I lay on my back, my legs wrapped around his waist as he fucked me very slowly. He was breathing hard and even in the dim light I could see his eyes looking into mine. His cock felt big inside me, massaging my chute lovingly and I too got hard. He didn’t vary the pace and continued to push his cock in and then take it out almost fully. I began to moan, whispering his name. The train had stopped somewhere and light was coming from outside. Someone could see us if he peeped in but it was late night and there wasn’t a soul on the platform and we continued without a pause. He fucked for over 20 minutes and then came. The climax was even more intense than the last time and he nailed me down pushing his cock as deep as he could into me, his cum settling deep inside me. The train began moving again. He removed his spent cock and turned over and hugged me tenderly. We went to sleep like that and it must have been two hours later that I woke up to find his hand still around me as he slept. I tried to get up without waking him and somehow managed. He now slept, lying on his back and his body looked wonderful in repose. I sat next to him enjoying the view and then gently lifted his hand and started licking the fingers one by one, sucking the tips. I was feeling hot for him once again but was in no hurry. I noticed his cock beginning to stir and letting the hand fall, I bent and started to suck the half awakened cock gently. In a minute it got hard and filled my mouth. My tongue moved around the ridge of the head and Gurvir moaned, opening his legs wide. He was now awake and was looking at his cock being sucked. He looked sexy and like me, was in no hurry. I then lay next to him in the 69 position and while I sucked him, he put his tongue to my hole, licking it slowly, sending pulses of pleasure through my body. He licked for a long time making my hole wet and hot for action. He was now as ready as me. His cock was rock hard and jumping. The foreskin was pushed back exposing the pink head that looked swollen. He sat between my legs, putting them over my shoulders. Amazing how these things come almost naturally to men. His rigid cock was now pointing straight at my hole that was eagerly waiting for it. He pushed his pelvis forward and the head came in contact with the open hole. He pushed slightly and slowly and smoothly the thick cock started going in, making me hiss and moan. He continued to push till the entire shaft disappeared. He was looking at his cock moving in all the time. He then pulled half of it out and asked me to look. I raised my head and peered and saw the thick glistening shaft half buried into me. He started to fuck, once again very slowly – almost in slow motion. His face showed deep pleasure he was getting. My own showed the unique combination of pleasure, surrender and some pain at having a massive cock inside me. Our eyes were locked as he continued to fuck. Occasionally he would bend and kiss my nipples or nibble them, his beard tickling me. And then he bent and kissed me full on my mouth. It was so unexpected I was taken aback. His mouth was warm and sweet and his lips were soft. He kissed clumsily but with passion. I opened my mouth and his tongue went in deep. It was almost as if he wanted to fuck my mouth with his tongue. His mouth was firmly on my mouth and he kissed hungrily and without any restraint. Something seemed to have made him lose all his inhibitions and the whole thing became completely wild. With his cock inside me and his mouth on mine, he held me down with his hands on mine making me immobile, his cock slamming me really hard. I wrapped my legs around his waist. I was getting breathless with his mouth on mine and when he lifted his mouth, I bit his shoulder hard, almost drawing blood. My cock was rock hard and pressed between our bodies. I knew that I would come on my own without even touching myself. He then left my hands and lifted my legs by ankles bending them towards my shoulders, raising my ass. He was now pounding my ass real hard, towering over me, my body almost doubled. I was scratching his back with my nails. My mouth was open as he bent again and kissed it, his tongue going deep inside. It felt like a very long time when I came without even touching myself. He followed soon, spraying my inside with his seed. He was almost on top of me and the seed must have gone in very deep. We lay exhausted for a long time, breathing hard without saying anything. His beard was tickling me on my neck and i could smell his masculine odour as he lay with his heavy arm on my chest. The train was going very fast and we had no idea where we were or what time it was. Finally we got up, our passion spent and I looked at my watch. It was 4.30am. In another three hours we would be in Delhi. In an hour we would reach a big city; it was time to get dressed. We both put our shorts and t shirts on. Gurvir still felt affectionate towards me; we lay together and he held me in his arms. We got up to sit when the train stopped at the station. Two passengers got on the train at the next stop. They both looked like businessmen who were going to Delhi for the day as they didn’t have any luggage. They sat on the seat opposite ours and talked shop with each other, ignoring us completely. Gurvir got off and returned with tea for both of us. The train began to move. In less than two hours we would reach Delhi and then I would catch a connecting train to my home town. Would I ever meet any of the men I had met in last two weeks again? I didn’t think so. It would be difficult to meet even Gurvir. Besides, I was not sure he would want to repeat this. I was proved wrong immediately as Gurvir bent and whispered into my ear, “I want to fuck you now”. I was taken aback and whispered, “It is not possible now” and continued to sip tea. “We can do it in the toilet”, he suggested, whispering again. I looked at him not certain it was a good idea. He looked at me pleadingly. I decided to agree to the suggestion and nodded. Gurvir got up and went out. I waited a few minutes and then I too got up and came out into the corridor. Gurvir was standing at the left end and as he saw me, walked away. I followed and when I reached the end of the corridor he wasn’t there. I looked at the closed doors of both the toilets wondering when the door of the right hand lavatory opened slightly and Gurvir peeped at me. I looked around and there was no one there. I quickly slipped inside the lavatory and closed the door. Gurvir locked the door and took me in his arms. Impatiently he pulled my shorts down and they fell around my ankles. He then lowered his own and held his cock in his hand. It was already hard. I bent and took it in my mouth, holding him by his butt. He started thrusting his pelvis, fucking my mouth. But soon he got impatient, pulled me up and then turned me around. I could feel his cock trying to locate its target. I helped by spreading my legs and then parting my ass cheeks with my hands. Almost immediately I felt a lubricated finger enter my hole and then turn for a while. The finger came out and then I felt the head of his cock pressing against my hole. Gurvir pushed hard and half of his cock went in, causing me a little discomfort. As I groaned softly he paused and then began to push gently. Soon he was home and he gripped my shoulders and began to fuck me, very, very slowly savouring every moment. The lavatory was not the ideal place for what we were doing but it was quite exciting and erotic to do it standing, with our bodies shaking by the train movements. Gurvir would take his cock out almost entirely and then push it back into my pussy, the friction making me moan with pleasure that only a thick hard cock can give. My cock was hard too and I was stroking it. Despite the awkwardness and the danger of our situation, Gurvir was in no hurry to finish and continued fucking me at an unhurried pace, sliding in and out of me. He had one hand around my waist holding me tight while the other gripped my shoulder. His cock seemed to have got harder and was going in very deep, filling me completely. Twice we heard people talking outside but it didn’t bother Gurvir who continued without a pause. I was feeling close to climax and was sucking the fingers of his hand around my neck and then biting his wrist. His beard was rubbing against my cheek and I could hear him breathe hard. And then his grip around my waist tightened and he began to pound my ass, slamming hard into my pussy. I pushed my ass back to make it easier for him, and continued sucking his fingers that now probed my mouth. He then slammed into me and came, gushes of his cum filling me and some of it trickling down my legs. Almost simultaneously I also came, shooting into the air. I had to control myself really hard to keep quiet as both of us reached the climax together. Gurvir was now just holding me, all spent, his head resting on my shoulder, panting. His cock slipped out of me and I could feel more cum down my leg. Gurvir pulled his shorts up and taking out some tissue from its pocket, cleaned me carefully and then tossed the tissue into the toilet. I too pulled up my shorts and turned towards him. He smiled and embraced me lovingly. We stood there like that, feeling close to each other. He went out first, after making sure there was no one outside. After a few seconds he knocked softly. When I opened the door, there was no one in the corridor. I stood for a minute and then walked back to the compartment. Gurvir was sitting next to the window looking outside. He didn’t even look when I came in and sat down. Gurvir then went out again with his clothes and returned wearing his green t shirt, cords and the red turban. He looked different but as sexy as without clothes. Our eyes met and he winked. It was now my turn to get ready. In fifteen minutes we were both dressed looking and behaving like strangers on a train. By the time we reached Delhi we had exchanged addresses and telephone numbers. Gurvir invited me to spend the day with him but I told him I had to catch a train in an hour. The train reached Delhi on time. The platform was crowded as always. We got off the train and stood looking at each other not knowing what to say. He then shook my hands and said, “Thanks for everything. You have changed me. I would love to meet you again and I say this seriously. I am also going to locate Ashok and say sorry to him”. I believed him but also knew that tomorrow he might feel different. He walked away. Once he turned back and waved at me and then was lost in the crowd. I found my train left in less than two hours from the next platform. I climbed the stairs and then sat on a bench waiting for the train. I looked at my watch and realized I would be home in less than three hours and waited for the train to arrive to take me home. The End I would be grateful for any feedback at wohiwohanvi@hotmail.com