Date: Tue, 1 Sep 2020 00:46:05 +0200
From: Gary Morgan <gorm4571@mail.com>
Subject: A HOT HOLIDAY IN PAKISTAN - PART 21

A HOT HOLIDAY IN PAKISTAN - PART 21

Monday late afternoon

[My final day in Karachi had been memorable and my ass had been kept busy,
thanks to Arif.  Now, as late afternoon approached, it was time to start
saying goodbyes, but it wasn't going to be a quiet farewell by any means!]

31

Downstairs we got an auto rickshaw and headed for the shop through the
heavy late afternoon traffic.  We arrived and, as it was just after five
o'clock, the front door was locked.  Vimal saw us arrive and hurried over
and opened the door for us.  Then it was relocked and we walked through to
the backroom.

Pushing the curtain aside, I was surprised to find that we were not alone.
Smiling and enjoying the surprised look on my face were Vimal's young
friends Khalid and Shafi as well as Vimal's uncle Ejaz and another
middle-aged guy I'd not met before.

I looked at Arif, who was smiling broadly.  The look on his face made me
realize that he knew all along that these guys were going to be here.  He
had enjoyed surprising me all week.  Well, I couldn't think of a better
send-off than a gangbang!  I smiled back at him.

I shook hands with everyone and Ejaz introduced me to his friend, Nabeel.
Aged early 50s, he was a tall heavy-set guy, with intense black eyes and a
cloud of chest hair peeping out over the top of his open neck shirt.  His
most distinctive feature was a jet black moustache turned up at the ends.
It gave him a slightly sleazy look that, of course, I found attractive.

Vimal gave me a big bear hug and then started unbuttoning my shirt.  The
other guys started undressing as well, including Arif.  Vimal let go of me
and proceeded to undress and I got out of my clothes also.  I was keen to
see how hairy Nabel was and I was not disappointed.  He was quite the
furball front and back and he also had the biggest cock of all of them - a
solid eight inches and thick - and the head was looking very wet already.
He was not shy at all, standing confidently naked and stroking his big
cock.

I decided to go for him first.  I stepped over to him and felt his cock.
There was quite a weight to it.  He closed his eyes and moaned slightly.
Then I ran my hands over his very hairy chest and over his large hairy
belly.  I crouched down and put his cock into my mouth.  I was rewarded
with a mouthful of precum, so much that I wondered if he had cum but his
cock wasn't jerking as in an orgasm.  I sucked him for a while and then
licked his balls.  That really made him groan and some of his precum
dripped down and landed on my nose.  Ejaz saw it and scooped it up with his
finger and put it into my mouth.

Then I moved along and sucked them all in turn.  By the time I had done
them all, my legs were feeling the strain of crouching down for so long and
it was a relief to stand up.  Vimal pulled the bean bag into the centre of
the space and indicated I should lie down and let Nabeel fuck me.  However,
Nabeel indicated he would like me to lie on my back on the table.  I did so
and he crouched down, pushed my legs back and started licking my ass.  His
thick moustache was slightly prickly but it just added to the sensual
pleasure his tongue was giving me.  Then he stood up, put some lube on his
cock and, lifting my legs back, pushed the head of his thick cock into me.
The head was very hot.  He paused and closed his eyes, groaning
slightly. Then he pushed it in a bit further and paused again.  I felt my
ass hungrily trying to pull him in completely and suddenly he punched it in
right up to his balls.  He looked intently at me as he started moving,
gathering speed bit by bit.  It felt really good.  I looked at the other
guys who were all watching intently and stroking their cocks.  Arif was
crouched down behind Nabeel enjoying his favourite rear view of Nabeel's
cock stretching my ass open.

Nabeel suddenly stopped and pulled out.  His cock was all wet and shiny
with his precum and the lube.  He stepped back and Vimal started talking to
Arif about something.  Everyone else was focussed on whatever Vimal was
saying.

Arif turned to me and explained that Vimal had asked if he could take
photos and video of them all fucking my ass.  He didn't want any face
photos, just close-ups of my ass being fucked.  I replied that as long as
my face wasn't in it, I was OK with it.  I thought I wouldn't mind having a
look at the photos afterwards and I would definitely ask for copies, too.
Arif said he would ensure that no other photos were taken that might
identify me and I knew I could trust him.

Vimal looked very happy and got out his phone.  Shafi positioned himself
behind me and started fucking me over the table.  A few seconds later,
Vimal stopped him and suggested we do it over the beanbag.  It seemed he
was not able to get a good view with the camera of the fuck being done on
the table.

Shafi and I moved to the beanbag and I smoothed the bag into a shape that,
when I lay down on it on my stomach, my ass was higher than my head.  After
looking at the composition in the camera, Vimal signalled that it was OK
and Shafi shoved his cock into my ass and started fucking me again.  He
felt good, pumping with deep and regular strokes.  After a couple of
minutes he stopped and pulled out and Ejaz took his place, ramming his cock
up me and fucking quite hard immediately.  Avoiding cumming too soon, he
pulled out after a short time and Khalid pushed his cock into me and fucked
quite hard too.

It's amazing in a gangbang how different each person feels inside you.  I
had always imagined that you wouldn't be able to tell one guy from another
if you were being fucked face down, but their different cock sizes and the
way they fuck you make it an interesting individual experience with each
guy.

Khalid also pulled out after a short time and Arif climbed on top and gave
me a strong fucking as well.  When he stopped, Vimal handed the phone to
Shafi and then he fucked me quite strongly as well for a short period.
Obviously everyone was being careful not to cum too soon.

Vimal then suggested I turn over onto my back and, one by one, each guy had
a go in that position.  It was exciting to see their faces in that
position, especially Nadeem whose hairy body was great to play with while
he fucked and moaned on top of me.  Vimal was behind them taking photos or
videoing while they all fucked me.  After they had all tried fucking in
that position, Vimal gave the camera to Shafi again.  He stuck his cock up
inside me and kissed me lavishly while he fucked.

Stopping again without cumming, Vimal spoke to the group as he pulled his
cock out of me and stood up.

'We are all cumming now', explained Arif.  'On your stomach will give the
best view'.  I turned over and kept my ass as high as possible for them.

First to fuck this time was Khalid who started slow and careful but must
have tipped over the edge because he suddenly pounded my ass very hard and,
with a gasp, blew a heavy load into me.  He pulled out and Vimal got him to
pull my hole open with his fingers to get a photo of the cum, I supposed.

Then Ejaz climbed onto me and I braced for a very hard fuck which I knew
Ejaz would do.  As soon as he was in me, he really went for it and blew
within a couple of frenzied minutes.  Next was Arif who took a bit more
time to cum, which was not surprising as he had already cum in me twice
that day.  My ass was making wet sucking noises as he fucked.  There must
have been a lot of cum being pushed around inside.

Then Nabeel slid his big cock into me and fucked me steadily and deeply for
a few minutes, finally dumping his load into me while uttering a big
'Oooof!' sound.

Shafi did his best to fuck without cumming quickly and took two brief rests
inside me before continuing.  Finally it was too much for him and he
groaned and blew a heavy load into me too.  Vimal handed the camera to
Shafi again and fucked me quickly, giving me his second load for the day.
Pulling out he took the camera from Shafi and asked him to pull my hole
open while he took more photos.  He then spoke to Arif who asked me to push
the cum out of my ass for the camera.  I did so and I produced quite a bit
which I could feel running down over my balls.  Nice feeling!

Everyone then cleaned up at the hand basin and got dressed.  It occurred to
me as I was splashing around at the hand basin that the guys, especially
Ejaz, had not asked to do a double-fuck again.  Curiosity must have been
satisfied the other day.

They all gave me a bear hug and Arif said they hoped I would come back
sometime.  As they went out through the curtain into the shop, Vimal
lingered for a moment.  He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me so
tight I could hardly breathe.  He looked so unhappy at that moment and, as
we had no common language, I just patted him reassuringly on his back.
Then he broke away, kissed me lightly on my lips and looked at me, trying
to smile.

I asked Arif to tell Vimal that I thought he was a very nice, handsome man,
that I was honoured to be his friend and hoped we could meet again someday.
He beamed and hugged me again and then hurriedly left.  I had not been
expecting that depth of feeling from him and it made me feel a bit stirred
up.  I reminded myself that, while having fun casual holiday sex, you need
to remember that other guys may view the situation differently and there is
the potential to unwittingly hurt them.

Arif went out into the shop to lock up after them and came back.  He looked
a bit emotional, too, and embraced me in a long bear hug, rocking me back
and forth and saying over and over, 'My friend, my friend'.  I realized we
had to say our goodbyes here as he could not embrace me in public in this
country when he took me back to the hotel.

Eventually he let go of me, kissed me and said, 'Please come back, you are
my dear friend now'.  I promised that I would, but I knew it was probably
not going to happen and that he knew it too.  Oh, well....

He turned the lights out in the shop and we left through the back door and
got into Arif's car.  He drove me back to the hotel in silence.  I couldn't
think of anything to say either.  At the hotel, we got out and shook hands
for the last time.

He looked at me with sad eyes and said, simply and quietly, 'My friend',
and quickly got back into his car and drove off.  I turned and walked sadly
up the steps into the hotel.


To be continued....

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