A few weeks in Karachi Wohi Wohanvi
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.
Part III. The Fiancé
My uncle and his wife informed me we were going to a large family get together in the evening at his cousin's place. I was really thrilled at the idea of meeting people I had only heard of from my mother.
There must have been more than 40 people at this party, with family members of all ages - senior citizens, adults, children and, in addition, some friends of the host. The host was obviously well to do and lived in a huge house with a lawn and guests moved around, meeting others. I got introduced to a whole lot of people whose faces and names were just a blur in my find after an hour and I started getting a little bored and sat down on a chair by myself watching the guests.
"Why are you sitting all by yourself, my Indian cousin", I heard a female voice speak. I looked up to find a girl of my own standing in front of me, smiling. She was pretty but a little over dressed. A young man who was probably her husband stood behind her. He too was smiling.
"I am Hina, the daughter of this house. This is my fiancé Salman who is in the army and visiting Karachi, like you". I got up and shook hands with Salman who was very handsome; almost like a model. Though he was wearing civilian clothes I could imagine him in uniform. He was well built and stood erect. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, a flat stomach and strong long legs, he looked great in a dark blue half sleeved shirt and close fitting beige pants. His forearms were shapely and covered with black curly hair. Lucky Hina, I thought.
Salman's handshake was firm and friendly and so were his smile showing even white teeth. He looked about 28 and was clean shaved. He had regular features and a square chin. The couple was well suited.
They started chatting with me; asking questions about India, working out exactly how we were related and about life in Karachi. Selman was a captain and was posted in Islamabad and currently visiting Karachi. He was a houseguest. We chatted for a while and I complimented Hina on her house. Hina informed me her father was a collector of rare books and had a very good library and said, "If you wish to see it, Salman would show you. I have to be around or I would have come too". I readily agreed; the idea of spending more time with Salman was appealing.
Salman and I walked into the house and he led me to the first floor and showed me the library that was huge. We spent some time there and then he asked me, "My future father in law also collects coins. Would you like to see some really rare ones?" I told him I would be happy to do so. We walked down the corridor and then he opened a room and gestured me to enter.
I went in and frowned. This was a bedroom! Just as I opened my mouth and turned to point it out to Salman, he came and pounced on me and kissed me hard on my mouth. I was so taken aback that I couldn't react and found myself embraced by him tightly, his hot and hungry mouth on mine, forcing my mouth to open and putting his tongue inside. He sucked my lips hungrily as his hands fumbled with my belt, opening the zipper on my pants and lowering it together with my briefs to my thighs. He unzipped and pulled his own trousers down too, along with his Jockeys. He then pushed his genitals into mine, grinding them together as he continued to kiss me with passion and frenzy. With one hand he opened the buttons on my shirt, brought down his mouth to suck and nibble my nipples one after another as he held me tightly with his hand around my waist.
Before I could respond, his cock was hard and rock and was sticking between my legs. His face was flushed with desire and he was breathing hard as he whispered to me with his teeth clenched, "Since I have seen you I have been walking with a hard-on. I want to fuck you till you are unable to walk". He took my hand and placed it on his cock, "It has been like this the whole evening and I can't wait any longer".
As I looked at his hairy muscular chest, his abs and his thick rigid cock, rising from a dark bush, the thought of being brutally taken by this virile man made me breathless with desire and my cock too got hard. My nipples were hard and were tingling with a delicious sensation. I clung to him and kissed his full lips, biting the lower lip softly.
We continued to explore each other's bodies frantically as we stood there, our trousers around our ankles and then he turned me around, making me stand against the wall. I heard him spit and then felt the knob of his organ against my hole. It took him a moment to place it exactly on the hole and in one powerful stroke he slammed his cock into me. I nearly screamed with pain as his cock went deeply into me and my body went rigid. He whispered, "sorry" and breathing really hard, he pressed me against the wall, thrusting his pelvis.
He then fucked me brutally, taking out almost the entire cock and then slamming it in. His strong and powerful arms held me tightly as he fucked. His cock felt enormous inside me and ravaged my pussy. Salman seemed to have been possessed by lust and every stroke seemed to be an act of violence; using his steel hard cock like a dagger to stab me repeatedly. He continued to fuck me hard and then soon his pace increased and groaning really loudly, he came. Jet after jet of his hot cum kept filling my pussy as he gripped my tightly by my waist, spent.
Holding me with his cock half buried into me, he guided me to the bed on which we both fell, his body covering mine. We stayed like that for a while and then he got up, pulled up his trousers and tucked in his shirt. I too got up, dressed and tidied myself. Salman came and sat next to be with his arm around my waist.
He took my hand in his and said, "I want to meet you again. I want to spend a night with you and fuck you again and again. Please, can we meet again?" he pleaded.
I didn't know what to say and told him where I was staying and that I couldn't be away for a whole night. He looked disappointed and said he would work something out so we could spend time together.
We had been absent from the party for quite a long time and I was getting restless and wanted to go back to the party. I requested Salman to take me back. We got up to leave and then I realized that this room was where Salman was staying as houseguest.
We returned to the party and I found to my relief that no one had noticed our absence. People were busy talking to each other, eating and having a good time. I joined some young people who were supposedly related to me. Dinner was on the table and people were beginning to help themselves. My uncle's family and I also had something to eat and returned home. I was still feeling a little sore because of what Salman had done to me.
When we reached home, I found Shams was on duty, looking handsome in a dark blue traditional suit. He greeted all of us smartly and opened the door of the car for my aunt. As we walked towards the entrance door he signalled me to stay back.
"I have spoken to the Colonel and he wants to meet you", he said and then added with a smile "And so do I. Why don't you come to my room tonight about eleven?"
I just nodded and hurried in, signalling Shams that I will talk to him later. Once home, I changed into my nightclothes and rested till about eleven. Everyone had retired by then and the house was silent. I unlocked the pain door as quietly as I could and climbed to the terrace. There was a cool breeze and the sky was clear. I opened the door to Shams's room. He was lying in bed naked, stroking his erect cock, waiting for me. On seeing me he smiled and I got into bed with him after taking off all my clothes.
I straddled him, placing my hole right over his erect cock and titillated him by rubbing it lightly along the crack. He just smiled, letting me take charge as he laid there, his phallus rigid like steel. I kept admiring his hairy torso and the smile on his face.
He decided to take charge and using his hand directed his cock so it was right under my hole. He then pushed it up with a powerful thrust and I felt the head beginning to penetrate me. My face must have showed pleasure and the pain of being entered that drives men crazy because he held my waist and pushed real hard and I could feel most of his thick cock go up my chute. I lowered myself till the entire shaft was inside me and I could feel his bush on my ass cheeks.
We sat like that, both savouring the fusion of his cock and my pussy and then he began to fuck me, thrusting him upwards gently. I just sat there, letting him rock me with his cock in me.
He started pinching my nipples with both hands increasing the pressure till I winced. He would then stop and start again. While he played this game, he continued to fuck me. After a while I let him be and started riding his cock, raising and lowering myself on it. He closed his eyes and groaned and held me by my waist.
He started building up towards the climax. He began slamming into me and then without warning, pushed me down on my back, putting my legs around his waist, his cock still deep inside me. He was now sitting between my legs, gripping them with his hands and fucking me hard, his cock sliding in and out of me. He kept looking at my pussy being invaded by his cock and then asked me to raise myself to see what his cock was doing. I strained my neck and could clearly see the shaft half buried into me.
I was beginning to feel sore, mainly because of the brutal way Salman had used my pussy and wanted Shams to cum. As if he was reading my mind, Shams increased the pace and then stopped halfway and his face froze as he shot his load into me. His eyes became opaque and his face expressed satisfaction as well as a sense of conquest.
We both lay naked and planned how I was to meet the colonel. It had to be on a day when his wife wasn't there and so the date couldn't be fixed. I returned to my room content and a little sore.
Next day, Hina telephoned, "It was very nice meeting you. Salman is going to the beach for the day with some friends of his and he wants to know if you would like to go with him. They would be back in the evening".
"Aren't you also coming?" I was a little puzzled.
"Oh no. My parents will not allow that", she said cheerfully. "Besides, a friend of mine has come from Dubai and I am spending the day with her", she added.
I told her I would be happy to go with Salman and she asked me to be ready, as Salman would come collect me around 11am. I had more than an hour to so I took my time and was wondering what Salman's friends would be like and if they also liked men.
Salman rang the bell a little before eleven and gave me a warm smile when I opened the door. He looked handsome and sexy in jeans and a white T-shirt that showcased his proportionate and strong body. He wore sandals.
We climbed down the stairs. His car was standing there. I stopped and looked at him. "Where are your friends?" I asked.
He grinned mischievously, "There is no one else, just you and me. That is what I told Hina. We are going to spend the day at my friend's house and then I am going to drop you back here. No one is at my friend's place. Okay?"
I understood and nodded. That we will be together for a long time was pleasurable and exciting. We got into the car and soon were driving through the city. He drove fast and expertly through the traffic. After a while he took my hand and placed it between his legs and said, "I am already hard. Feel me".
I rubbed my hand and could feel his hard cock through the material of his jeans. I unbuckled his belt, opened the top button and unzipped his jeans. Putting my hand inside his briefs and freed his rigid phallus. I started to stroke it and he groaned with pleasure.
"Why don't you suck it?" he requested as he raised the tinted window glasses. No one could see what was happening inside the car. I bent and took his cock in my mouth and started sucking it gently. He gripped the steering hard and groaned. My mouth was full of his thick cock as he drove. Every time we went over a bump, he groaned with pleasure. After a while he told me not to continue or he would cum. I too was feeling a little nervous about doing this in broad daylight.
We drove up to a block of flats and parked the car where many other cars were standing. Getting into the lift we got off at the third floor and came to stop in front of 308. Salman rang the bell. I turned to him and asked nervously, "You said there won't be anyone here". He signalled me to be patient. The door was opened by a man who looked like a servant. He smiled when he saw Salman and greeted him warmly. We both went in and sat in the living room. The servant offered refreshments but Salman declined. The servant then went away and returned dressed smartly. He held out the key to Salman and told him to leave it on the table near the entrance when we left the flat. He would be away till the evening and his master was returning late night. He then left after saying goodbye, leaving us alone.
Almost immediately Salman stood up and holding my hand in his, pulled me towards him saying, "Let us not waste any time" and led me to his friend's bedroom. The room had a double bed covered with a dark red bedcover. The curtains on the window were pulled and there was a pleasant mellow light in the room. It was a young man's room smelling of leather, aftershave and the unmistakable odour of a man.
Salman started kissing me passionately and held me tight in his arms and we fell into the bed, Salman on top of me. Very soon we were both naked and I was sitting straddling him, my weight on my knees. As he kissed me, he held his cock in his hand, rubbing it between my ass cheeks, trying to locate my hole. He had found some cream in the bathroom and had smeared some on his cock and had also lined my chute with it. I helped him locate the hole and raised myself a little when I could feel his knob on my hole, lowered myself on his rigid cock. It went in smoothly creating a delicious sensation inside me. Salman closed his eyes and groaned softly. I sat looking at his flushed face, feeling the entire rigid shaft inside.
He started fucking me, thrusting his hips up, penetrating deeper each time. I assisted by moving up and down letting his shaft move in and out of my pussy easily. This went on for a long time and then he lowered me on the bed and put my legs around his powerful shoulders, not once letting his cock out of my hole. His muscular and hairy torso loomed over me as he now fucked me with long and powerful strokes, slamming me hard. My own cock became really hard and was touching my stomach. I felt I had surrendered myself to his assault and wanted him to ravage. I think my face expressed this because he started fucking me really mercilessly, pounding away. He would take the entire cock out and in one quick stroke he would re enter my gaping hole to the hilt. I was now groaning loudly, screaming, "aah" every time his cock penetrated me.
His body and face were covered with sweat and his teeth were set firmly on his lower teeth. He seemed possessed with lust as he pounded my pussy. He was now holding my ankles in his hands and had lifted the legs high. Bending his neck he kept looking at his cock going in and out of my hole. His cock seemed to have grown larger and harder inside me.
I felt totally under his control, a toy for his pleasure. I felt my body belonged to him and he could do what he wanted to do with it. Through his cock he dominated me. My cock was really hard now and I was pleading with him to fuck me harder. That made him really give it to me and there were slapping sounds as he plunged his cock and his body met mine.
Through clenched teeth he kept whispering obscenities, "Take it, you slut. I want to fuck you till your pussy is ripped open and then I will fill it with my seed. You won't be able to walk when I am through with you. My cock will make mincemeat of your pussy, you slut. Take my load. Here. Yeah. Yeah. Ah...Aaah. Aaaah", he screamed and then froze, pumping his hot cum into me, emptying his balls in spurts. He then collapsed on me, as I wrapped my legs around him. I could feel the cum oozing out of the hole as he shifted his weight and adjusted his still hard cock inside me.
He laid there like that, his cock buried into me, for a long time. It was wonderful to be with such a handsome man. He was really the best looking man who had fucked me. We started chatting and he told me that I was the second man he had fucked. The first time he had sex with a man was about three years ago when he was in Lahore, studying for the military entrance test. He lived a room in his uncle's house. The uncle and his family were in Dubai. Only a young man stayed there as a caretaker.
Nasir must have been about nineteen and was employed by my uncle to look after his house: get repairs done if needed, got it swept and cleaned and paid all the bills on time. He was a very pleasant and cheerful young man, some years younger than me. He was friendly with everyone in the area and knew everyone. He was always offering to help me. Even though I liked him, I kept my distance from him as he had a habit of talking too much; not just with me but everyone.
I lived in a room built on the terrace and had my own bathroom. An open staircase led to a small courtyard and the main house. Nasir lived in a small room also opening into the courtyard. There was an open bathing area for him and a small WC. From the window in my room I had a view of the courtyard and the bathroom used by Nasir.
One morning I got up after 10am after a night of studying hard. I came out of the room and stopped in my tracks as I looked down. Nasir, thinking he was all alone in the house, was standing stark naked in the bathing area, washing himself. There was a bucket under an open tap. He was using a mug to pour water on his body. He was covered in soap and had his eyes closed. The first thing I noticed was how proportionate his body was. Not at all muscular, it was just lithe and smooth and the colour of honey. He had a perfect bubble butt that glistened with water. His whole body moved gracefully, like that of a dancer as he bent, took water in the mug and poured it over him, rubbing various parts of his body and washing off the soap.
He turned and I could see his soft, thick cock amidst a dark but trimmed bush. Even in repose, I could see that his cock was above average in size. He had a narrow waist and a flat stomach. I could see his small brown nipples that were dark and hard.
I was disturbed to find that I was getting hard watching him. He still hadn't noticed me and was going about totally unselfconsciously. After washing himself, he took some clothes he had washed and came into the courtyard to hang them on a clothesline. I took a step back and continued to look at him, my cock continuing to get harder.
Closer, he looked even better. His thighs were smooth and slender and looked strong, as did his arms and forearms. His chest was hairless too. His hair was long and parted in the middle and he had a moustache. He was humming to himself as he put the washed clothes carefully on the clothesline. He turned his back to me to walk towards the bathing area giving me another view of his perfect ass. As he walked, I noticed how hard and round the two mounds seemed. I felt like feeling them.
I began to touch my cock that had become rock hard and continued to stare at Nasir, my heart beating fast. Eventually, he put his shorts on and disappeared into his room leaving me feeling aroused and disturbed. I too went back to my room and tried to push aside my confused feelings and thoughts at seeing Nasir. But again and again, I kept seeing his perfect round ass.
Three days later I was lying in my bed after a long jog when there was a knock at the door. It was Nasir who wanted to discuss something. I told him to come in and kept lying on my stomach, my face turned the other way. I had taken off my clothes and was wearing a sarong tied around my waist.
He stood by the bed and told me about various bills and other matters concerning the house. I thought he just wanted to chat. I kept answering in monosyllables. After some time he got a bit concerned and asked me if I was okay. I told him yes, just a little tired. He offered to give me a massage that seemed like such a good idea that I accepted immediately. He told me to wait for a minute and returned soon with some oil that had a strong perfume. He poured some on his hands and started massaging my shoulders and neck, moving down to my back.
In ten minutes I started feeling really relaxed and sleepy. He pulled my sarong up and started massaging my calves and thighs. His stokes became slower and gentler and I started getting aroused. He returned to my back, the shoulders, the arms and the fingers. Too my dismay I found I was getting hard. As Nasir continued with his massage, I got so hard that it got uncomfortable. And then he said, "Sir, why don't you turn over so I can massage your legs more thoroughly. I just grunted feeling embarrassed. He asked again and I decided to obey him and turned around, lying flat on my back, my legs spread.
My cock was now rock hard, making a tent under my sarong and nasir could see it clearly, I was sure. Without hesitating even for a second, he continued the massage on my calves and on my thighs, parting my sarong just enough, my genitals still covered though just barely. I could feel the soft cloth over my erect phallus. But as Nasir continued to massage my legs, I felt the sarong open completely and I knew that I was now naked and that Nasir could see my hard cock. I kept my eyes closed wondering what would happen. Nasir's hands stopped for a few seconds and then his voice asked politely, "Do you want me to take care of this?"
By then I was past being self-conscious and all I could recall was his beautiful ass. I just grunted and spread my legs a little more. There I was, lying absolutely naked in front of another man, my cock hard pointing towards the ceiling. I felt something hot and moist engulf the head of my erect cock gently; it felt like being in a pot of hot honey. I nearly screamed with surprise and felt an unfamiliar pleasure, almost like a current passing through my body starting from my cock. My body went rigid and I curled my toes and clutched the mattress with both hands. The moist heat continued to engulf my whole shaft now and I felt I was entering a deep furnace of honey.
I could now feel two lips holding my shaft firmly and a tongue touching the ridge of my cock's head. Waves of an exquisite sensation seem to pass through my body making me moan loudly. My body was still rigid with tension as my hard cock continued to be in this hot furnace.
I opened my eyes to see Nasir bending over me, my rigid cock in his mouth, gripping it firmly but gently between his lips, moving his head up and down. I placed my hand on the back of his head, wanting him to swallow more of it, letting my phallus go deep into his throat. His tongue continued to move around making me groan. I was going out of my mind.
And then he let my cock go which now glistened with his saliva. His mouth was moist and his eyes were glazed. He was breathing hard, like me. He looked at me and then held my shaft tightly with his hand. He bent again but this time to lick my shaft with his wet tongue, moving it towards my balls. I moaned and parted my legs more as his tongue licked my balls and tried to go below that. The sensation was incredible. I turned on my side and his tongue was now licking the area between my balls and my hole. He was now rimming me and I couldn't stop groaning loudly.
My whole body was on fire and I didn't know what to do. Nasir was still in control, holding my cock, sucking it, licking it and playing with it. Every now and then he would look at my face and satisfied with what he saw, continued with what he was doing.
I decided to take matters in my own hands. I told Nasir to take his clothes off. Nasir paused, let go of my cock and unbuttoned his shirt. He then unzipped his trousers and let them fall to the floor. He stood there in his briefs, his body glowing in the dim light. He then took off his briefs too and stood naked, the way I had seen him. His cock was semi hard and was impressive in size.
I extended my hand toward him and when he took it, I pulled him towards me till he fell into my arms. His large eyes were looking into mine and his lips were parted. I held him tight in my arms, entrapping him by putting my leg over him, my hard cock touching his cock. He responded, putting his arm around my waist hesitatingly; he was not certain how far he could go on his own. The class barrier prevented him from taking the lead.
I understood this and continued to hold him, feeling his firm and smooth flesh with my hands, moving them all over his body and finally putting my hand on his round and firm ass; it felt wonderful and I wanted to squeeze it, feel it and somehow make it mine. I kept stroking it, savouring the firmness and smoothness.
As I explored his body's contours with my hands, I kept looking at his face. I couldn't read the expression in his eyes but he was breathing hard and his mouth was partially open. I bent and kissed his mouth; it tasted sweet and soft and opened to allow my tongue to explore its inside. He held me tight as we kissed, his body pressed against mine. I could feel the smooth and firm flesh of his against my hard muscular body. My hands couldn't stop roaming all over his body.
My cock was so hard it was aching. I could also feel his hardness against me. I turned him so he lay there on his back. I bent over him and could see the pulse in his long slender neck as he lay there with his eyes closed. I leaned on my elbow and looked at the body lying there, feeling it with my hand. His brown nipples became hard as I stroked them. My hand travelled down, stopping on his flat stomach over the navel and then it touched his cock that was enormous, bigger than mine and was almost touching his stomach. I hesitated for a moment and then grasped it in my hand. Nasir gasped and his body went tense. This was the first time I held someone's erect cock and it was a strange feeling. It was warm and smooth and seemed to have a life of its own.
Nasir reciprocated by clutching my cock in his hand and stroking it. Things were getting really hot now. I changed my posture and lay on him. He didn't seem to mind and accommodated me between his legs by spreading them. I put my weight on him and kissed him hard. He responded passionately and then we were frantically exploring each others' bodies with our lips and hands, breathing hard, making inarticulate sounds and trying to fuse with each other.
And then he turned over, offering his beautiful round ass to me, raising it by putting a pillow under him. It was a mouth watering sight and I bent to lick it with my tongue. Soon I was parting the cheeks trying to get a glimpse of the prize. The puckered hole stared at me, like a closed door inviting me to enter and I wondered if it would be possible at all to go through an opening so tiny and so tight.
My cock was now really rigid, like it was made of stone. I kept staring at the tiny hole surrounded by short light coloured hair, all the way to the balls. I could see Nasir's cock. I put my finger in my mouth and then taking it out placed it on the entrance and tried to insert it. Nasir moaned. I don't know if it was pleasure but I was now getting desperate and pushed my finger a little more. It was very tight inside and I wondered if I would be able to get my cock inside it. I gripped his cock by putting my other hand between his legs and continued to insert my finger deeper.
Surprisingly the task became easier as I went in deeper. Encouraged, I spat on my hand and rubbed the saliva on the head of my throbbing cock and placed it on the entrance.
All this while, Nasir was lying there passively. He now turned around and covered my entire cock with the oil he had used on my body. He then put oil smeared fingers inside his hole and then turned his back to me, offering the prize to me. I guided my phallus with my hand to the entranced and pushed. Nothing happened and I tried again. This time, I could feel the hole yielding a little. Encouraged I pushed and felt the head going in. I found it was difficult to be gentle and so pushed myself really hard, holding Nasir by his waist and in one powerful stroke was in all the way. Nasir screamed with pain as his hole stretched to its limits and took my entire cock inside his man pussy.
My cock was gripped tightly by the walls of the passage. I felt I was dipping my cock in hot lava. It was an incredible feeling and pulses of an unfamiliar pleasure travelled from the tip of my cock toward the rest of my body. I stayed there like that with my eyes closed, enjoying losing my virginity. Nasir groaned for a while and then became silent. I continued to grip him by his waist. With the other hand I felt his cock which was very hard.
My swollen cock started to move in and out very slowly of his tight pussy. I couldn't believe how wonderful it felt to be fucking him. Soon I was moving in more easily and I Nasir began to moan, not with pain but with pleasure. I held his rock hard phallus in my hand as I fucked him. I could see my glistening cock disappear into him and then come out and it was a wonderful sight. I felt like a king.
In ten minutes or so I was getting tired of kneeling and so gripping him by the waist, we lay down, on our sides and I raised his leg by gripping it under his knee. I had easier access to his pussy and I could still see my cock moving in and out of it. It seemed a miracle the way this tiny hole could swallow my huge cock. I still held him by his waist and played with his big cock that kept swinging as I fucked. He turned his face toward me and it was flushed and his eyes were dark with desire. I kissed him and he put his tongue inside mine, biting my lower lip.
He had lost all inhibitions by now and participating enthusiastically. He made me lie on my back and straddled my cock, jumping up and down, taking my cock in all the way. I could clearly see my shaft as he impaled himself on it.
And then I could feel my balls tightening and I also started thrusting my pelvis up, penetrating him deeply. He had thrown his head back and had his eyes closed. His mouth was a grimace. I could sense that my balls were about to release the load and pump it into Nasir. Before I could do anything, I shot into him. I screamed as jets of cum filled his pussy repeatedly. As he pushed himself up and down, I could see my semen drip out of his pussy into my bush. Exhausted, he collapsed on me, bending forward, my still hard cock partially inside him.
I felt drained but the desire to continue was still there. I wanted to fuck him again and again. I kept my cock inside him as long as I could but after a while he decided to get up and very gently raised himself, letting my cock come out. He got up naked but as he bent to pick his clothes I held his arm and pulled him back into bed.
After ten minutes, I was fucking him again, with his legs open and wrapped around my legs as I plundered his pussy. This time, there was no difficulty in penetrating him and he enjoyed it as much as I did.
I fucked him twice again after which he begged me to stop. He told me he was feeling sore. Frankly, my cock was beginning to hurt a bit with all the vigorous ploughing it had done. After Nasir left, I slept for about three hours, exhausted. When I woke up it was dark and the house was absolutely quiet.
By the time Salman finished telling me the story, his cock had grown hard inside me and he was moving his pelvis suggestively. He winked at me and gave a lurid smile, "My cock doesn't want to come out of your pussy", using the word pussy as one uses for a female. I blushed which encouraged him to push his cock in more deeply. He held me tightly and began fucking me slowly. "I want to fuck you the whole night", he said through clenched teeth as he ploughed me. "That is how I used to feel when I was with Nasir", he told me and continued to tell me about his affair with Nasir as he fucked me.
That night, Salman laid awake for a long time thinking about what had happened, imagining Nasir's body in his arms, fucking his ass, playing with his nipples and kissing him. He stroked his cock that refused to sleep and kept tossing and turning. After some time he couldn't bear it any longer and went down and barged into Nasir's room. He woke Nasir and got into bed with him and fucked him repeatedly. Eventually exhausted, he slept there and woke up in the morning with a raging hard on and entered Nasir while he was half asleep.
For nearly three months he fucked Nasir; in every possible way and at all hours of day and night. He had become obsessed with Nasir. One day when he came home unexpectedly and heard sounds coming from Nasir's room. Quietly he tiptoed and listened. There was someone in the room who was fucking Nasir. Salman went up to his room and decided not to confront Nasir.
Gradually he realized he was only one of the Nasir's lovers and there were three or four men who fucked Nasir regularly. Salman's obsession with Nasir ended but he continued to fuck him whenever he wanted too. When Salman left, the affair ended.
"I don't even know where he is. Somehow, seeing you brought back all those memories and here I am, fucking your pussy", Salman said as he pushed his cock deeply into me.
By 3pm, he had fucked me four times. My whole body was aching, especially my nipples that were red and seemed to be burning. My hole was full of his cum and sore with the repeated and savage beating it had taken. To be honest, however, I had loved every minute of it, including the rough treatment my hole had received and so when Salman suggested that we do it one more time, I agreed.
Salman however wanted to do it on the roof top. It seemed risky to me but that is what excited Salman. We climbed to the terrace, with towels around our waists. There was a small, locked room with a little shed in front. There was an old table kept there. Salman looked around. There were other houses around but there was no one in sight. Salman removed the towel around my waist with a jerk. I stood there stark naked. He then laid me on the table on my back and lifted my legs putting them on his shoulder. He dropped his towel. His cock was rock hard, looking huge. He then placed the tip of his cock on my hole and pushed. Not surprisingly, his cock went in effortlessly and smoothly, the friction causing me to sigh with contentment and pleasure. My hole was filled with Salman's cock and I was in heaven. I began stroking my cock that was rapidly getting hard.
"Darling, I am going to fuck you for a long time now. Hope you pussy can take it", he threatened as he fucked me slowly, almost lazily. He had his hands on his waist as his pelvis moved to and fro, his stomach muscles taut and his powerful legs bent slightly at knees. The movement of his thick phallus inside me was making me moan with pleasure. I was rapidly stroking my hard cock.
True to his words, he fucked for a long time with no signs of reaching a climax. I knew that it will take my boy pussy a few days to recover but the pleasure of being fucked by a powerful thick cock that belonged to such a handsome man was enough compensation. I wanted this memory to stay with me for a long time to come. And so I just lay there, my legs now wrapped around his waist as his big cock ravaged me.
It was very hot and sweat was dripping from our bodies. Salman had sweat on his brow. His face was transformed by naked lust; he looked intense and fierce. He fucked and fucked. It must be after 40 minutes or so when he said, I want to cum now. He withdrew his cock and made me stand. He then turned me around and put his hands under my arms. I could feel his cock between my crack. Without touching it with his hands, he moved till his cock found the hole. He shoved and the cock went in again. Salman made me lean against the wall and started slamming me really hard.
"Do not scream. Someone will hear", he said as he continued to slam me. I could barely stand on my feet, so tired I was. Thankfully he came within a minute and clasped me as he came inside me. I could feel his cum on my thigh, flowing down.
We climbed down, Salman insisting on keeping his cock inside me, naked, the towels around our shoulders. We went into the bathroom and showered, Salman rubbing soap on my body and inside my hole. We stayed under the shower a long time and then eventually got dressed.
It was time to go.
Salman dropped me at my place around five thirty and said goodbye to me. I wasn't sure if we would meet again.