A Hot Holiday In Pakistan - Part 2
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Wednesday
Next morning I had breakfast and went for a walk near the hotel. It was a busy suburban area with shops, food stalls and lots people busily shopping. Traffic was heavy and unpredictable and I avoided crossing roads as much as I could.
I met Arif at 11 on the steps of the hotel. As well as remembering to bring the lube, I had stuffed half a roll of toilet paper in my shoulder bag. From experience while travelling in India it had been a good idea to do that in case you needed to go to the toilet while out and about.
Arif hailed an auto rickshaw and we trundled off along the busy main road and then turned left onto a bumpy secondary road. After about 5 minutes we stopped at what turned out to be Arif's electrical store.
It really was just walking distance from my hotel but not an easy walk with the crowded footpaths. I had found in India that auto rickshaws were cheap to hire so it wasn't worth the hassle of trying to walk to a destination. It was clearly the same in Pakistan.
Arif's shop was small but brightly lit and new- looking. It was full of stock on rows of shelves that were as high as the ceiling. There were two rotating fans spinning at high speed above the counter area but the shop was also cooled by air-conditioning. Behind the counter was a partition separating the selling area from what I supposed was a stock room through a curtained doorway.
I was introduced to his assistant, a young man of about 20 named Vimal. Arif advised that we would go out shortly for lunch together and then he would take me to see a local market.
He suggested I wait in the stock room but I decided I would like to have a look at what he was selling first, so he showed me around. The store was very quiet with only one customer checking something out in one of the rows. After a few minutes he mentioned going into the stock room to wait again and it felt like a bit of a hint so I thought I should do as he asked.
He showed me in, adjusted the doorway curtain to make sure it was fully closed and then immediately started kissing me, pulling at my shirt buttons and massaging my cock through my pants. He had me naked very quickly but only dropped his pants down around his ankles. He asked for my lube and I got it out of my bag and handed it to him. He got me to bend over a table and started fucking me deep and quite hard. I was a bit nervous about there being just a curtain on the doorway and looked to the left over my shoulder. His assistant, Vimal, was peeking in through the edge of the curtain but disappeared when he realised I could see him.
It was a good, intense fuck and Arif soon shot a nice hot load into my ass. He found a cleaning cloth which he ran under a tap over a hand basin and handed it to me. While using it I quietly mentioned that his assistant was watching while we were fucking. He told me not to worry and, after cleaning himself and straightening his clothing, he disappeared out into the shop. I had hardly finished dressing before he came back through the curtain with his assistant.
'Vimal is horny too', said Arif and, indeed, he was already unzipping his pants. Arif went back out into the shop to mind the counter, I suppose. Vimal got his hard cock out and pointed to it and gave me a dazzling smile. He was quite good-looking, which was good. I assumed he wanted me to suck his cock so I got down on my knees and let him put it in my mouth. It was a nice thick cock and burning hot. He fucked my mouth steadily and I only got to suck for a few minutes before he filled my mouth with a huge load.
He picked up a small bucket off a shelf and offered it me but I indicated that I had swallowed it already. He looked very surprised but then gave me that dazzling smile again as he put his cock back in his pants.
I thought that was it for now but he reached out and started undoing the belt of my pants. I let him pull my zipper down and then he pulled my pants down as well. He groped my cock and balls and ran his hands over the hair on my lower belly. Then he got me to turn round and bend over the table and he gently explored my asshole with his finger while murmuring quietly to himself. After that, he stood up and turned me around and indicated that I should pull my pants up. Another dazzling smile and he disappeared back into the shop.
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Arif reappeared after a few minutes and, smiling, asked if I enjoyed Vimal. I replied that I thought he would fuck me but only shot his load into my mouth.
'Yes, I was watching' said Arif. 'He was excited that you swallowed it. It is unusual to see that. If you like it I can get more guys who would really enjoy you doing it to them.' That sounded fun!
Arif and I then left the shop and walked to a nearby restaurant where he was greeted as an old friend by the owner and a couple of the waiters. The food was great and the manager came to sit with us after we finished. He was probably in his early sixties, heavy-set and with a big black moustache that must have been dyed.
He and Arif chatted in a mix of Urdu and English but I could understand the sense of the conversation most of the time. After a particularly long stretch of Urdu, the manager got up and beckoned to me to go with him. I looked questioningly at Arif who indicated I should go. We went out through the busy kitchen and up some stairs at the back. At the top of the stairs, we went into what seemed to be a fully self- contained small apartment.
As soon as he shut the door he embraced me in a strong bear hug but didn't kiss me. He took me through to a bedroom and started to undress me. I helped and was soon naked. He also undressed and, in another long bear hug, rubbed his very hairy body up against mine. His thick cock was about 7 inches and rock hard and felt quite wet as well. I crouched down and sucked him. He was producing a copious amount of precum which tasted sweet. Then he lifted me up and kissed me passionately while I played with his cock.
He got me to lie face down on the edge of the bed with my feel still on the floor and rubbed his dripping cock up and down over my asshole until it was feeling quite slick. Then he pushed it in right up to his balls in one strong thrust, which took my breath away. The thickness and heat was very exciting and then he fucked me steadily, holding onto my shoulders. Soon he started breathing very heavily and I could feel him filling my hole with his load. When he finished he pulled out and got a towel and wiped my ass and then his cock.
'You are a very nice man', he said. I suppose I was, letting him do that after just having met him!
We went downstairs and back into the restaurant where Arif was standing and waiting for me.
'You enjoy his cock?' he asked. I nodded and he said, 'The waiter wants to fuck you, too. He has a very big cock. I want to see him do it to you. Maybe tomorrow, OK?'
6
We took another auto rickshaw for a very bumpy 10 minute ride over potholed roads to a vast market. It was a mixture of open air stalls and permanent shops selling everything from clothing and furniture to livestock and every type of food imaginable. It was very crowded and colourful and there was something interesting to see every step of the way.
It seemed chaotic but you soon realised that there were generally distinct areas for particular kinds of goods - rows and rows of stalls and shops selling leather goods, another area offering mostly clothing and so on.
Arif explained that we were going to the bird-selling area. He said it was well-known to be a profession that gay men often worked in so it should be easier to meet guys there.
'If they have a shop they will fuck you here', he said, 'but otherwise we can invite them to my shop later'.
As we walked amongst the stalls I couldn't help noticing that there were many handsome men of all ages working there. They were very friendly, too. If they caught your eye they would call out greetings, probably hoping to attract a sale. No- one was being aggressive about this, though.
You could hear the noise from the bird-selling area long before we actually got there. Roosters were crowing loudly and there were lots of other unfamiliar bird calls as well. Many of the shops were open-air stalls, stacked high with birds in cages. Smaller birds like canaries and finches were being sold in rows of enclosed shops. Arif headed for these.
He explained that we would go in to the shops and browse and he would watch to see if a seller was showing interest in me. He would check with me if I liked the guy and then he would see if he could organise something. I felt a bit out of my depth and I think Arif could sense my unease.
'Don't worry,' he said. 'I have done this before for other friends. It will be easy.' All I could do was trust him. He asked me to give him the tube of lube out of my bag and he put it in his pocket.
We went into several shops before Arif nudged me.
'This guy', he said.
The guy behind the counter appeared to be in his early 30s and was good-looking with a neat and short black beard. He looked at us, smiled and came over. We shook hands and his warm smile put me more at ease. Arif spoke quietly to him in Urdu and the guy was nodding. At a certain point in their discussion, the guy looked at me very intently for a moment and then gave me a very broad smile. He spoke some more with Arif who then turned to me.
'He wants you', said Arif. 'We will go with him, ok?' I nodded, my heart thumping in my chest.
The guy went over to an assistant and spoke to him briefly and then returned. He beckoned us to follow him and we went behind the counter into a very messy windowless room that seemed to be part stock room and part living quarters. Mercifully there was a door and he closed and locked it behind us.
Arif sat down on a chair and the bird seller immediately pulled his pants down in front of me, producing a big hard cock that was about 8 inches long and quite thick. He indicated I should undress which I quickly did.
He then ran his hands all over me, turned me around and fingered my ass. Then he wrapped his arms around me and hugged me close, his hot cock pressed up against my ass. His breath on my neck was exciting. Releasing me, he turned me around and pushed me gently down by my shoulders and I put his cock in my mouth and sucked it, running my hands over his nicely hairy behind and down the backs of his equally hairy legs.
He kept trying to push his cock deeper into my mouth but it was quite thick and not an easy fit. While sucking, I started exploring his belly and chest under his shirt. He was very hairy and I wished he would take his shirt off so I could see everything. He must have read my mind because he undid the buttons on his shirt and flung it aside. He was a really hot looking man and hairy all over, including his back.
He kicked his pants off from around his ankles and reached down, lifted me up and led me to a bed and got me to lie on my back. Arif offered the lube to him and he put some on his cock and also into my asshole gently with his finger. Then he lifted my legs back and pushed the head of his cock into my hole. The thickness was very noticeable as he pushed it in deeper but I felt OK with it and he was soon right up to his balls inside me. He leaned forward and started kissing me as he fucked with long, slow strokes. It felt great. I also wondered if he could tell I'd already been fucked earlier.
I looked over his shoulder at Arif who was sitting in a good position to be able watch the penetration from behind. He grinned and gave me a thumbs up.
The bird seller kept on kissing me passionately as he fucked faster. His large cock felt great inside me. He suddenly started pounding my ass really hard, groaned and shot his load strongly inside me. It seemed like it was a very big load and it felt wonderful!
He kissed me some more and then pulled his still hard cock out of my ass. I could feel a lot of cum pouring out as he withdrew. He grabbed a towel for me from the table next to the bed.
He then pointed to a bathroom, which I was grateful for. I used the toilet, which had become an urgent need after that heavy load he'd filled me with and, no doubt, the load from the manager at the restaurant earlier. I was also able to wash and dry my ass afterwards.
When I came out of the bathroom he was already dressed but he kept on hugging me as I dressed and spoke excitedly, mostly to Arif in Urdu. Finally he kissed me passionately one last time and then unlocked the door and we said goodbye. I don't recall if I was ever told what his name was.
Outside the store, Arif said that the guy told him that he liked me a lot and wanted to meet me again. I told Arif it was a great fuck and he was a hot-looking man and I would be very happy to see him again. Arif replied that there would probably not be enough time to come back as there were many others to meet that I might like more than him!
To be continued.
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