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.
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Part V. The Colonel
Finally I was going to meet the colonel.
Shams arranged for the colonel to see me. We stood under a tree close to the entrance of the house and the colonel drove by, stopping briefly next to where I stood. He saw see me through the darkened glasses of his huge SUV without showing himself. The next day Shams informed me the colonel wished to take me with him to a weekend party. He wanted me to spend Thursday night with him at his friend's house and then return to Karachi on Friday evening. I had to invent an elaborate story for my uncle about a friend from my childhood who was visiting Karachi from the Middle East and had arranged a get together of alumni of our old school.
The story worked and there I was, waiting nervously for a car to come and pick me from outside a small shop near my house (I did not want to give my uncle's address). At 2pm sharp the colonel's SUV drove up and stopped next to where I was standing. My heart missed a beat as I looked at the man who got out from the car. He was more than six feet tall, broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist and powerful thighs, wearing a Khaki uniform. He had taken off his cap showing closely cropped curly black hair. His eyes were hidden behind gold-framed glares. The man exuded strength and seemed dangerous, the gun in a holster adding to that impression.
In a deep and polite voice he told me he was here to fetch me and will I please come with him. He took my bag from me and opened the back door of the car and gestured me to get in. I entered and sat down. The man closed the door and came round from the other side and sat next to me. He had put my bag away. The car started to move. The interior of the car was spacious and luxurious and smelt of leather, cigars and aftershave. There was a partition between the driver and us, also made of darkened glass.
The man turned to me and informed me formally that we were going to the colonel's house where he was waiting for us. I nodded silently. In a minute we were turning into the driveway of the house I knew very well. The car stopped in the porch and the man got out and opened the door for me. I got out and was ushered into the house, unseen by anyone from my uncle's house upstairs. The first person I saw was Shams who was standing there. He looked at me as if I was a stranger but his eyes were twinkling. I looked at him not saying anything and sat on a chair.
The man in the uniform told me the colonel would be with us in a minute. As he said, a man emerged from one of the rooms with a servant behind him carrying a bag. Though he wasn't wearing a uniform he carried himself like an officer. He walked towards me smiling, and I stood up. He shook my hand, introduced himself and then putting his hand on my shoulder affectionately, turned to Shams and said, "Your friend would have a good time and will be looked after". Shams nodded and bowed respectfully.
We all came out and got into the car. I sat on the back seat between the colonel and the man in dark glasses. We started and in half an hour were on the highway. As if reading my mind, the colonel, "We are driving out of Karachi to an estate that belongs to a Sindhi friend of mine. He is a wonderful man and has built a magnificent home there with cottages where his friends come and stay over the week end".
He was looking at me as he spoke. He was a striking looking man though not handsome, about 45 with salt and pepper closely cropped hair. He had a rugged face, piercing eyes and a full mouth. He looked powerful and arrogant. Not very tall, he had a taut and fit body. He wore a half sleeved shirt and close fitting dark trousers. There was a thick gold ring on the little finger of his left hand. He had well shaped hands with fine hair on the back.
We drove in silence for a while and then he leaned and asked the man sitting on my left, "Mahmud, have you two been introduced to each other?" Without waiting for Mahmud to answer he told me Mahmud was his personal bodyguard and like a family member. He then told Mahmud what I had told Shams to tell the colonel. Mahmud nodded at me and smiled slightly. He had taken off his glasses. He had greenish brown eyes.
After a while I found the colonel's knee pressing against mine with just enough extra pressure that suggested it was not unintentional. I looked at his crotch from the corner of my eyes and could detect a bulge there. My pulse increased a little but I didn't do anything. The colonel asked Mahmud to give him a small drink. Mahmud opened a small compartment in front of us that I had paid no attention to. It was a bar! He poured some whiskey in a glass and added two cubes of ice and then handed it to the colonel. He then looked at me questioningly. I shook my head but the colonel said, "Give him a beer". Soon I had a small can of chilled beer in my hand.
"Have a drink yourself, Mahmud", the colonel offered but Mahmud declined saying he was on duty. He was smiling as he said this. Colonel just shrugged his shoulders. He put his arm around my shoulder and asked me if I was comfortable. He pulled me towards him. The bulge in his pants had grown. I stayed there, leaning against him. Mahmud looked away, pretending he hadn't noticed anything.
He removed his hand from my shoulder and kept it on mine. It was warm and soft. He then placed my hand on his crotch and pressed. He was hard. I looked nervously in Mahmud's direction but the colonel shook his head indicating it was all right. I still felt self-conscious and didn't do much. The colonel unzipped his trousers and made me hold his hard cock through the fabric of his underwear. He then leaned and whispered in my ear, "Don't feel shy. Mahmud has seen me fuck men many times. He actually enjoys watching".
Despite the beer and reassurance, Mahmud's presence made me self-conscious and the colonel realized that. He turned to Mahmud and said, "The whiskey has made me a little sleepy and I would like to rest for a while". Mahmud immediately tapped on the glass partition and the car stopped. Mahmud said he would sit in the front with the driver while we rested and got out, closing the door. I heard him get beside the driver and say something. The car started to move again.
The colonel lowered the back of his seat till it looked almost like a bed. He unbuckled his belt and pushed down his trousers and briefs down to his knees, freeing his cook that was totally hard. It was a nice looking cock, straight and of impressive proportions. It pointed upwards proudly, from a base that had been shaved recently. His balls were compact and looked tight. He opened his shirt buttons to reveal a nice brown chest, moderately hairy.
Despite his greying hair, the colonel had a young man's body with no fat. But the face belonged to a man who was used to order others. He asked me to come and take care of his hard cock. I sat on the floor of the car and leaning over, took his cock in my mouth, rolling my tongue over the head. The colonel sighed approvingly and closed his eyes as I sucked his phallus that was thick enough to fill my mouth. The colonel had his hand on the back of my head and continued to groan with satisfaction as my tongue went round the ridge of the head of his penis.
With my hand, I started playing with his ball and he responded by spreading his legs. I was now between his firm and muscular thighs. I heard his voice say, "Take off your clothes and come here. I want to feel your ass". I took my mouth off his cock and started to undress. He just looked at me, his cock rigid and glistening with my saliva.
When I was naked he pulled me to him and made me lay on him, his cock between my thighs. He then put his hand on my round and firm ass and said, "lovely. I want to fuck it really hard". His finger started to probe and located my hole. I could feel it going in with determination. Soon he had succeeded in inserting the entire finger inside my pussy. He was trying to turn it around and moving its tip sideways to make me moan. He smiled discovering what I enjoyed. He started pushing a second finger which made me squirm for a while but he continued and succeeded in having both his fingers deep inside me, doing things with them that made me gasp and moan.
He pulled me up, arranging my legs to straddle his hard body, his hard cock poking into me. His fingers were still inside me. He then put his other arm around me and kissed me on my lips, forced my mouth to open and put his tongue inside me. He continued to kiss me passionately. In a couple of minutes my cock was hard too and I was responding with passion, wanting him to fuck me, rubbing my body against his.
He stopped kissing me and asked, "How are you feeling? His fingers inside me were sending pulses of pleasure to the rest of my body. I was breathing hard and I knew my face was flushed with desire.
"Do you want me to fuck you", he asked. I just nodded. "No, I want to hear you say it", he insisted.
"Yes, please fuck me now", I whispered, my body on fire. He withdrew his fingers from my pussy and adjusted his hard phallus to be right under my hole. He then asked me to raise myself a little. His cock found the entrance and then he told me to sit on it. As I did, I could feel it going up into my chute slowly, making me groan loudly with pleasure and making me want to surrender to the assaulter.
He started to fuck me, thrusting his hips up, his strong body supporting my weight as I went up with his cock inside me. He started at a gentle pace but then picked up speed, pushing up really hard, also moving sideways a little, his cock firmly installed inside me and sliding in and out. I had my eyes closed and felt as if his cock had become longer and had gone very deep into my body.
He pinched my nipples till I gasped with some pain. He just smiled and continued fucking me, being rough now and then. He was very good at understanding what I needed and had me under is spell. He was so much in control that he decided to come when he wanted to. But then he went really wild, ramming his cock into me, my body shuddering with the impact, my mouth open in a silent scream and our bodies covered with perspiration. He came explosively, shooting huge amounts of cum into me, again and again, most of it oozing out and staining his loins. He then clasped me to his body and we both stayed like that, panting for a long time, his cock still in me, semi hard.
He pressed the lever and the seat became upright again. I freed his cock and started wearing my clothes. He got a small towel from somewhere and gave it to me to clean myself. He wiped his cock with the same towel and pulled up his trousers. He looked cool and immaculate; his appearance not giving any indication he was making passionate love to me a few minutes back. I put on my shirt and was picking my trousers when he signalled me not to, switched a button and spoke to the driver through the intercom, "How far are we from the Haveli?" The driver informed u we were about an hour away. We had been already travelling for about 90 minutes and it was getting a little dark. The colonel switched off the intercom and turned to me with a smile, "We have time for some more fun". I blushed but was excited at the thought.
He drew me close and put one of his hands under my shirt, playing with my nipples that quickly became hard. He then turned my face towards him and started to kiss me. His hand was already under me, locating my hole that his finger found immediately. He inserted it swiftly that made me jump only for him to get better access to my pussy. As he fingered me, he unzipped his trousers and without undressing, managed to free his cock that was already hard.
He turned my body so that my back was towards him. He then lifted my leg and placed his cock at my entrance and pushed gently. The cock started to slide in smoothly and soon his phallus had filled me. He began to fuck me slowly and gently, my leg still raised, his cock savouring my moist and warm pussy. He kept fucking me slowly, making me dizzy and breathless with his fucking. He was so good and his cock felt like it belonged there. Occasionally he would turn my head towards him and kiss me hard and bit my lower lip gently. He knew how to give pleasure as well as take it. I was feeling really wonderful and stroking myself to reach a climax. He was a long distance runner and continued to fuck me slowly. I was in heaven.
He did not change his rhythm at all when he came; suddenly he paused and I felt the his hot cum fill me as he kissed me hard on my lips, thrusting his cock deep into me. I continued to jerk off and then soon I came with a shudder, my cum spilling on the seat.
Finally we got dressed, removed all discriminating evidence and the colonel turned on the intercom and asked if we could stop somewhere for some tea. Mahmud told him he would stop if he could find a decent place.
We stopped in a very small town at a roadside teashop. The owner brought hot and sweet tea in small earthenware cups that we finished quickly in silence and then drove away. Mahmud was sitting with us again and his face did not at all reveal what he was thinking or feeling. I found his relationship with his master fascinating.
We reached our destination in another fifteen minute. It seemed like a fortress Ð very high-whitewashed walls and a huge gate where we had to stop. There were two armed guards. Mahmud went and spoke to them and they opened the gate and we drove in.
The complex was built like a resort with a central building, which was our host's house, and on both sides small cottages. At the centre was a lawn with a small structure like a bar and a small swimming pool. It was a rich man's house.
Our car drove up the house and the colonel, Mahmud and I got out and walked up to a huge lounge through a veranda. Several people were got up on seeing us and a man walked towards us smiling, his arms open in a welcome. He greeted the colonel warmly and hugged him. I looked over his shoulder and saw only men of different ages, including some quite good-looking young men. Everyone seemed to be well groomed. They were either seated or standing talking to each other. Some had turned to look at u.
The person who received us was obviously the host. He was almost the same age as the colonel and was handsome in a flashy way. He had long hair dyed jet black, parted in middle, strong features and full cheeks. He wore a heavy gold chain around his neck and several thick rings on his fingers. He wore white traditional clothes with a black waistcoat. The colonel introduced us and he shook my hand warmly, observing me from head to toe with shrewd eyes. His smile was a little oily and he wore a strong fragrance. His name was Shahnawaz Ali, a landlord who owned several thousand acres of land, as I learnt later.
After welcoming us, he assigned someone to escort us to our cottage. He told the colonel that there were going to be about 20 houseguests for the evening party that would not start before nine. "Take your time, resting and getting ready. Everything you want will be available. Enjoy yourself", he said meaningfully, throwing a glance at me and smiling.
The cottage was like a suite in a five star hotel; luxurious, comfortable and beautifully decorated. The person who brought us there showed us around. There was one master bedroom with a huge bed and another room with a two single beds where Mahmud was going to stay. Both rooms had their own bathrooms. There was a lounge with TV, a bar and seating for 4-5 people. There was a phone and one could use room service.
The colonel turned to Mahmud and said, "Take some rest. You have nothing to do till the party starts. Get yourself a drink or whatever you want. We are also going to lie down and get some rest". With these words he escorted me to the main bedroom and closed the door behind him.
The moment we were inside, he took me in his arms and in a hurry to undress me. In a minute I was naked and in the soft bed with him. He had taken off his trousers but still wearing his shirt, unbuttoned. He was all over me, sucking my nipples, his hand all over my body. His cock was rock hard, pressing into my tummy. He then moved his hot lips from my lips to the side of my waist and licked me there with his wet tongue, making me moan. The tongue went down and was on my thigh moving towards my groin. My cock was now hard and he held it in his hand. I was feeling great and was lying with my legs open.
Before I knew, he was licking my cock and then my balls. Eventually he lifted my buttocks and inserted his tongue in my crack. He turned me so that I was kneeling, my ass in his face as his wet and hot tongue licked my pussy. The sensation was incredible and I started to groan. He continued to lick, making my pussy wet and opening it. He then inserted a finger into it that went in quite easily. He then put yet another finger and with the two, stretched the hole and entered his tongue into it. I nearly screamed with pleasure. I was now yearning for his cock to enter and said so through clenched teeth.
He continued to lick my pussy, making loud noises, making it wet and ready for what he was going to do. I was now moaning loudly, shamelessly asking him to fuck me. My pussy had never felt like that and I was on fire.
He rolled me over on my back and pushed my legs till they were touching my knees, my wet pussy raised and open, eager to be fucked. He then placed his rock hard cock on it and in one swift buried it deep into me. "Aaaah", I moaned loudly with satisfaction as I felt his hard cock deep inside me. He was pressing me so hard I could feel his short bristly pubic hair on the entrance of my hole. I was breathless, totally under his control.
He started fucking me; first gently and slowly but soon something got into him and he began to pound my pussy mercilessly. I could see him jaw jutting out, his teeth clenched as he rammed his cock into me. His cock seemed to have grown in thickness and I felt some pain as it slid in and out of me. The expression on my face made him fuck me even harder; it seemed he was enjoying hurting me, using his cock almost as a weapon.
He fucked relentlessly for over half an hour. My hole felt bruised and I couldn't keep my legs up and had to support them with my hands. His cock continued to plough me. I started feeling tired, begging him to stop. He just smiled, paused for a little and then continued. I was amazed to see that my cock too was rigid and the colonel too could see that I was enjoying being subjected to his attack.
Eventually, when he came his body went rigid, his cock going in as deep as it could into me, emptying itself and filling me with a large amount of cum. The colonel didn't stop even after ejaculating and his cock continued to slide in and out for another minute before burying itself again into me, the cum spilling on the bed sheets.
I lay there exhausted, my pussy feeling like an open wound, cum oozing out after the colonel withdrew his cock that looked red and glistened with cum. He walked naked to the bathroom and returned a minute later with a towel around his trim waist. He then sat next to me, caressing my body and we chatted for a while. He told me that the host liked men and often had get-togethers for his friends who also liked men. These friends were powerful and important people and tight security was provided. Guests brought their own friends but the host also arranged for young and good-looking men to be available.
"Many people here know me. They would be curious to know about you. Tell them as little as you can. Also some of them would make passes at you. It is up to you how you deal with them", he said very generously. Looking at my puzzled expression he explained, "We are here to have fun. I might find someone else for a few hours so why shouldn't you? I might bring someone and the three of us might do something. Who knows?" The colonel made everything very clear.
He then gave me clothes he had made for me to wear at the party. I was touched and thanked him. He kissed me but withdrew quickly saying, "Lets get ready or we shall be here the whole night", he grinned wickedly, patting me on my naked butt.
Just as I was getting up there was a discreet knock on the door. It was Mahmud. The colonel asked him to enter. I was naked and so tried to find something to cover myself with but the colonel smiled and held me by hand. I stood there, my face red as Mahmud entered the room. He could see my back as I stood in front of the colonel who had his hand around my waist.
Mahmud had changed into traditional Pakistani dress and looked less formidable. He didn't appear to be shocked or embarrassed seeing a naked young man with his boss who was also half naked. Obviously he had witnessed scenes like that earlier too. He wanted to know if he too was expected to attend the party and when the colonel told him yes, he started getting up saying he would have to change.
"Wait for some time. There is no hurry. Tell me which of these would look better on him" he pointed towards me and showed him the clothes. Mahmud finally looked at me. I couldn't detect the expression in his eyes.
"Dark colour would look better, I think", he finally said. The colonel was in a mood to tease him. He drew me to him and put his hand around my waist and asked again, "And what do you think I should wear if he is wearing a dark colour?" Mahmud smiled shyly and looked down without saying anything. The colonel left me and walked towards him and standing really close to Mahmud he turned to me and said, "Let me show you something". He bent over Mahmud and quickly lifted his long shirt and grabbed his cock through the material of his pyjamas. I could see that Mahmud was already hard.
"Don't be fooled by his serious manner. I know him very well. He is lusting for you", he told me cheerfully, struggling to free Mahmud's cock. After some initial protest, Mahmud seemed quite relaxed and let the colonel open the drawstrings of his pyjamas and reveal his erect cock that needed no support. I could see it was impressive in size and thickness.
"Now take of your clothes and join us in the shower. The colonel walked back to me and together we went to the bathroom. He untied the towel and we got into the shower. The water was cool and the colonel began soaping me, standing behind me. His cock was semi hard and was sticking into me. He soaped my ass, going deep with his fingers. I just stood there with my back to him.
In a minute Mahmud appeared and stood in the open door. The sight took my breath away. Naked, he looked even more handsome than in clothes. He had a magnificent V shaped torso and powerful shapely thighs. He had broad shoulders and well developed biceps. His chest was very hairy and it continued all the way to his crotch to a thick dark bush from which stood a proud thick cock with a mushroom head without its foreskin. There was a scar on the side of his abdomen that looked sexy. The cock was absolutely straight and seemed to point towards me. His thighs too were covered with hair.
The colonel gestured him to join us and slowly he came and stood before me, looking at me with desire. I decided to take the initiative and kneeled on the wet floor and took the head of his cock in my mouth and began licking it with my tongue. Mahmud came closer and started to thrust his cock into my mouth. It was so thick I had difficulty in swallowing it. The colonel started to soap Mahmud's back going behind him. I could see that he too was now hard.
A little later, I was standing between the hard bodies of the two men; the colonel's cock poking me in the back while Mahmud's cock pressed my stomach. He was kissing me on my mouth, his tongue probing deeply. The colonel said to Mahmud, "I want you to fuck him and watch". Wordlessly, Mahmud came out of the shower with his hand around my waist and taking a towel from the rack patted both of us dry. He then stood behind me, his cock pointing towards my ass and led me to the bedroom and threw me on the bed unceremoniously. He turned me on my back, dragged me to the edge of the bed and placed a pillow under me and opened my bent legs exposing my hole. Standing on the carpet he bent his knees slightly till his rigid cock was exactly at the entrance of my man pusssy.
I could see the colonel behind Mahmud peering over his shoulder, his eyes glued to the area between my legs. Mahmud pushed and his cock began to go in, inch by inch till its entire length was buried into me, his bush tickling my ass. I felt my chute stretched to the limit with his thick cock, making me feel under the control of this gorgeous man. The colonel's eyes were glazed and riveted to the spot.
My cock had become hard and covered with pre cum. Mahmud gripped my knees and opened my legs further. He then pulled half of his cock out and pushed it backs into my hole and started fucking me. The colonel watched for a while and then climbed on the bed and came behind me. His cock was now hard and he was stroking it as he sat near me and put my head on his lap, bringing his cock close to my mouth.
Soon I was getting mouth fucked by the colonel as Mahmud fucked my pussy with slow and deep strokes. I felt like a slut, being used by two men at the same time was exciting as well as revealing to me my inner self.
The colonel now kneeled over me, my head between his legs as he mouth fucked me. Both men could see what the other was doing and they were sliding in and out of my openings as they looked at each other. My cock was rigid, lying almost flat on my stomach as Mahmud fucked me.
The colonel started to moan loudly and seemed to be approaching the climax, he took out his cock, wet with my saliva and holding it in his hand, shot all over me, his body jerking as he came and came. Mahmud was unaffected by all this and continued to fuck me deep, his teeth clamped over his lower lip and his eyes locked with mine. The colonel again went behind Mahmud and watched my pussy being battered. He obviously enjoyed watching the act of a hard cock going in an out of a pussy.
Suddenly I started to cum all over me. It was a wonderful new feeling because I had not even touched myself. Somehow Mahmud's cock had stimulated me to an orgasm. My body arched in a spasm as my cum spilled over me and I groaned loudly.
Mahmud watched with a smile, knowing he had somehow contributed and stopped till I had finished. He then resumed what had been doing at same pace. After a minute or so, without any warning, Mahmud stopped half way and pumped his cum into me with considerable force; I could feel its warmth deep inside me. He continued to move in and out of my hole, full with his cum, finally pushing his still hard cock deep into me.
The colonel was watching all this, standing behind Mahmud and gripped his shoulders as he came. He watched as Mahmud withdrew his cock from my hole, enjoying seeing my battered pussy and Mahmud's still swollen cock with an angry red head.
I kept lying on bed, content, with my pussy open and leaking Mahmood's cum on the bed. I wouldn't have minded staying in bed the whole night, the two men using my bodies. I didn't want to get up and get ready. The colonel had gone in to change and Mahmud was putting on his clothes back. The serious expression was back on his face; no one could say he was fucking me hard a few minutes ago. After dressing, he came and sat next to me and whispered, "The colonel is definitely going to play around with other boys. If you like, you could come to my room".
Eventually we all got ready to go to the party. The colonel looked distinguished in a black shirt and close fitting light coloured trousers. Mahmud wore a dark blue traditional Pakistani suit and I dressed in the same but white in colour. When we stepped out of the cottage it was about 10 in the evening.
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