The Single Boy and the City

The Single Boy and the City Wohi wohanvi

This story contains graphic descriptions of sex amongst men. Those who might be offended by these should not read any further; nor should anyone who is not 18 yet. Some of the characters in the story do not practice safe sex. This is only because they are just characters and not leading a real life. In real life always, always, ALWAYS practice safe sex.

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Part V: Starting a new life

Within minutes Nitin and I were naked and he had his finger deep inside me, probing me gently and making me want him. Soon His cock had replaced the finger and he was fucking me very gently, almost lazily, with my back to him, my free leg held by him. Hic cock moved in and out freely. He was in no hurry. Someone knocked on the door and Nitin asked who it was. The servant announced that Adarsh was asking for him. Nitin told him to say he would be out in a minute and went back to drilling me.

It was after some 40 minutes that he filled my hole with him cum and withdrew his semi card cock. He put on a dressing gown and leaving me in bed, went out.

I kept wondering about my future life in Delhi; there were many unanswered questions and I was going to talk to Nitin. Another person I wanted to talk to was my friend Yusuf. I was sure he would give me good advice.

Nitin returned after a while and sat on the bed and told me Adarsh was enquiring about me. Nitin thought Adarsh was interested in grooming me as a model but wasn't sure if I was interested.

Supressing my excitement, I told Nitin I would be very interested in moving to Delhi. I wasn't too interested in finishing my degree. In any case, I wasn't learning much at the college. But I didn't know where I would get the money to live in Delhi. Obviously I couldn't ask my father.

Nitin told me not to worry and that he and other well wishers like Saleem and Yusuf would help me work something out. I told him I wanted to talk to Yusuf and he said he will call him.

Half an hour later I was ready, waiting for Yusuf to come and pick me from Adarsh's house. Before he arrived I went and paid my respects to Adarsh who looked pleased to see me and was quite warm in his welcome. Dev sat eating his breakfast and showed no interest in me. I wondered if his behaviour was for Adarsh's benefit. Last time we met, he had behaved very differently.

Adarsh seemed keen to introduce me to modelling. He thought I could make it. He suggested I got myself a portfolio of pictures and showed it around to different people. Nitin said he knew a photographer, who would do the job. I was getting excited but kept quiet and didn't show it.

The big question was where I was going to live and where would I get the money to survive. I mentioned this. Adarsh and Nitin looked at each other and then Adarsh said he would think about it.

Yusuf came in Saleem's car. He looked genuinely happy to see me and hugged me warmly. He met Adarsh and Nitin and shook hands with Dev. It was obvious that he had made a good impression on Adarsh. He then took permission to take me with him for the rest of the day and we left.

We started talking immediately and I told him the decision I had made; that I wanted to live in Delhi and wanted a good life for myself and to meet the kind of people I have been meeting here.

Yusuf listened to me in silence, his face serious. I could sense he was not enthusiastic about my plans and after I had finished he said so.

"You have no educational qualifications. What kind of job would you get? You would always be dependent on men who want sex with you. Let me tell you something. You can meet a lot of nice, rich men who would be happy to buy you clothes and gifts and take you on vacations. They can also pay you cash. They will do this if you let them fuck you. But they won't help you if you need them; nor will they help you to get a job. So basically you would be just be passed around. Do you want that?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "What alternatives do I have where I come from? You think I would have a great life in the village? You think I will get a good job? Get rich? Surely you understand, Yusuf". I took his hand in mine.

He was quiet for a while and then hugged me, "Yes, my friend. I understand. It is not an easy choice to make. But now that you have decided, I will help you in whatever way I can. Certainly I know rich men who would like your company. Also I know this photographer and will take you to him. He will take your photographs for a portfolio. Give me a few days".

I was so grateful to Yusuf that my eyes filled with tears. Yusuf then said he was going to deliver a package to a friend of Saleem and after that he would take me out to buy me some more clothes.

We drove through a very posh area with shady trees on both sides of the roads and old-fashioned houses painted white with huge gardens in front. The car eventually went into the gate of one such house. At the end of a long driveway there was a porch with long white pillars.

A man who looked like a servant opened the door. When Yusuf told him the purpose of the visit, he nodded and we both followed him. The house was luxurious and quiet. We went through a corridor and then the servant knocked at a door and went in. A moment later he came out and asked us to go in.

The room was dimly lit and air-conditioned. It was quite large and served as an office, library and a sitting room. A man sat behind the desk, light falling on his face from a table lamp. He waved us to the chairs opposite him. We sat down. He obviously knew Yusuf and greeted him warmly. Yusuf introduced me as his friend. He looked at me and nodded and told me his name was Mir. Yusuf handed over the package to him and Yusuf told him that he was to make sure that everything was the way it was.

He pressed a button and a man appeared. Our host gave him the package and told the man to take it away and check the contents. He then asked us if we wanted something to drink. Yusuf shook his head but the man smiled and said, "Why are you being formal. His voice was deep and cultured. Relax a little. I am also in a mood to relax with someone as nice as you are. Will your friend object?"

Yusuf laughed and said, "I have no secrets from my friend and he doesn't have any from me. Also he is new in Delhi and is keen to meet nice men. Do you like him?"

Mir looked at me again with a smile on his face. He appeared like a big man with broad shoulders and thick black hair brushed back. He had a prominent nose and a short neck. His forearms, resting on the table were well developed and smooth. He nodded and said, "He is very nice and looks innocent". Yusuf smiled and didn't say anything.

"Why don't you two go into the side room and make yourself comfortable. I will join you shortly". He then smiled and added meaningfully, "You might like to change into something more comfortable".

We both got up and Yusuf led me to a door on the left. Obviously he had been here before. We went into the room. It was luxuriously furnished in red and gold. The room was not large and had a huge double bed with a velvet cover. The light was very subdued and there were mirrors and photographs of naked men on the walls. Yusuf opened a small wardrobe and took out two black gowns. He handed me one and asked me to strip and put it on. He then quickly took off his clothes, hanging them in the wardrobe and put on the robe. His body looked great and I noticed he was semi hard. The robe was cut in a way that it won't go around the body and even if one tied the robe, about 6 inches of the front of the body was visible. That meant the genitals were visible. Yusuf looked sexy with his shaved bush and his smooth body.

I was soon dressed exactly in the same way and Yusuf began playing with my cock and then putting his finger inside my crack. He hugged me and then kissed me on my lips. His mouth was hot and moist. His cock was now hard and was rubbing against my stomach.

Suddenly the door opened and Mir entered the room, locking the door behind him. He nodded with approval at us and stood watching me. He was rubbing his crotch. Yusuf continued to kiss me and then both of us sat on bed. Yusuf made me lie on bed and continued to finger me. My slender thighs parted.

I saw Mir unbutton his shirt and then take off his vest. He had a powerfully built torso that had no hair. He then unbuckled his belt and opened the zipper. The trousers fell down. In one swift stroke he peeled off his briefs and stood naked in front of me.

I stared with my mouth open. His cock was really huge, definitely over 8". And it was unbelievably thick. Without its foreskin it looked like a dangerous weapon that pointed in my direction. Its base was covered with thick but short black hair. He looked at us with his small eyes and walked towards the bed slowly.

"I want both the pussies", he said in a gruff voice and joined us on the bed. Soon he was lying with us on either side of him. His gigantic cock was pointing towards the ceiling and his thick fingers were probing Yusuf's hole as well as mine.

But not for long. He asked Yusuf to take out lube from the table by the bed and squeezing some on his palm he covered his middle finger with the stuff and began lining my chute with it. Before I knew it, I was on my back and Yusuf was holding my legs high making my hole accessible to Mir's massive cock that was now shining with lube. I could then feel the thick knob at the entrance of my hole and bit my lip to stop myself from crying out. And then the knob began to enter me. I almost stopped breathing. My hole would just not yield that much. Mir pushed gently. I felt my hole yield only a little more and it hurt. But Mir was quite determined. Suddenly he swore and gave one sharp push. I gasped with pain and my body arched but Mir's cock was now inside me almost completely. I thought I couldn't breathe. His cock felt enormous inside me and seemed it was going to rip me apart. Mir however was an experienced lover and once he had successfully entered me, stayed still till the pain subsided and I began breathing normally again. I felt completely dominated by him with his strong body towering over mine; his strong thighs supporting my weight. Of course his cock was the real weapon of control, making me feel completely at his mercy.

Yusuf sat next to me and stroked my hair gently. After a minute or so I felt normal again, my pussy fully stretched with Mir's thick cock. Mir began to move in and out very gently and sensuously. Soon I was moaning with pleasure though it was still a little uncomfortable to have his thick cock inside me.

After twenty minutes of gentle fucking he suddenly withdrew his cock, leaving me feel empty and plunged his still very hard cock into Yusuf's pussy. Yusuf screamed as the cock went in. Yusuf's legs were in air as he supported them with his hands under knees. Mir placed Yusuf's legs on his shoulders and pushed his cock in further. From where I was I could see the shaft disappear into Yusuf.

Mir fucked Yusuf in the same gentle way, making Yusuf relax as his massive cock went in and out. Mir stretched his hand in my direction and unerringly inserted his middle finger into me as he fucked Yusuf.

Mir had tremendous staying power. In another fifteen minutes his cock was fucking me again as Yusuf lay there flat, recovering from being drilled. This time his pace was a little faster and his cock went in and out more quickly. My pussy felt really open as Mir fucked me with his thick and long cock.

For nearly two hours he fucked both of us taking turns. Once he came inside me, filling me with hot cum. Second time it was Yusuf's hole that received his load. But he took turns fucking both of us. At the end we both felt ravaged and our pussies felt wide open. Afterwards he put his hands around our waists and kept lying between us, his thick soft cock finally resting.

He turned to Yusuf and said, "Why don't you two stay with me. If you like I can call another friend of mine. What do you say?" Yusuf told him he had other work and that I had to do some shopping. Mir nodded and then after a while suggested that we return after we were through with what we had to.

Yusuf and I looked at each other and then Yusuf said, "We might be able to return later in the evening if it suits you"

Mir looked excited, "Then you should spend the night here. That would be really nice. I am giving a party this evening". Yusuf smiled and told him we would try our best.

We started getting dressed. Mir watched us from the bed. I could see he was getting hard again. "I wish you weren't going", he said. He then got up and started putting on his clothes. When we all returned to the study, he handed an envelop to Yusuf and said, "Buy something nice and sexy for yourself and your friend" and hugged Yusuf.

We came out of the house and got into the car. Yusuf gave instructions to the driver as he started the car. Yusuf thought it was a good idea to return to Mir's place in the evening. "You will get to meet more people", he pointed out.

We reached another house. Soon after ringing the bell a young man opened the door. Yusuf told him that we had come to deliver a package. He nodded and asked us to follow him. He took us to a veranda where two men were sitting. One man sat reclining on a sofa facing us. He was distinguished looking with a head of thick grey hair and a thick moustache. The other man had his back to me. As we sat the other man looked and his eyes widened when he saw me. I too recognized him. He was Bamji Ð the man I had met briefly at Shamshad's house! He didn't say anything and averted his eyes. I realized he didn't want to show he knew me.

"These boys have come from Saleem's office. You know Saleem, no?" our host asked Bamji. Yusuf introduced me, "He is my friend and we are from the same town. He is looking around for a job so he can stay in Delhi".

"Oh, may be I can help", Bamji smiled meaningfully at me. He took out a card and gave it to me, "Come and see me this afternoon if you want". I nodded my thanks and kept the card. The memory of how he had fucked me made me feel hot all over and I looked at the floor.

We got up to leave. In the car I quickly told Yusuf about Bamji and he encouraged me to visit him in the afternoon. We went and had lunch and bought some clothes and then went back to Saleem's house to rest. Yusuf made me call Bamji for an appointment. He picked the phone and told me to come around 5.30pm for a chat.

We decided that I after I was through my meeting with Bamji, Yusuf will come to pick me and we will both go to Mir together. I told Yusuf how good Bamji was in bed. Yusuf was interested but said it will have to wait.

We rested and at around 5pm I got ready. Saleem's car took me to Bamji's office that was in a commercial area. His office was on first floor. I went in and the receptionist ushered me to Bamji's office. He was on phone and waved me to a chair.

After his conversation on phone he turned to me and said, "I am glad you are going to stay here in Delhi and I would help you to settle down and earn some money. I would have loved you to stay with me but I live with family". I told him I had a place to stay. Bamji informed me he had asked someone to come and meet me today; someone with a proposition. He looked at his watch and said, "He should be here any minute".

Just then the phone rang. Bamji picked the phone and had a brief conversation. He then turned to me and said, "My friend is delayed by twenty minutes so we will have to wait".

After a couple of minutes he smiled at me and said, "I am getting a hard-on just looking at you. He then got up and walked towards me and stood next to my chair. He was rubbing his crotch.

"Let us have a quick fuck", he whispered unzipping his trousers. I was horrified and told him it was risky. He went and bolted the door and returned to me. His cock was now out, pointing straight at me. This was the first time I was seeing it even though it had penetrated me and was inside me for some time. Bamji's cock was thick and impressively long and the foreskin was pulled back revealing a pink head.

Bamji held my arm and took me to the sofa nearby. He made me sit in the middle and unceremoniously pulled my jeans down, along with the briefs. Removing my shoes, he pulled the jeans off my body. I was now naked from waist below. He spat on his palm and covered the head of his cock with saliva. He gripped my legs putting his hands under my knees and lifted them high, spreading them wide. My hole was now exposed and ready to be plundered.

Very carefully he took aim and I felt his cock touch my hole. Slowly it began going in. Bamji was an expert and did it so smoothly that before I knew it, his entire cock was inside me. I saw his face looking at me with a smile on his face. He had not bothered to take off his clothes. He had just lowered his trousers a little.

He fucked me hard going in all the in each stroke. He also moved his pelvis sideways creating a different kind of sensation inside me. Like the last time, his cock felt wonderful and I was fully aroused, my cock hard. It didn't matter that he was fucking me in this make shift manner.

He fucked me for about fifteen minutes and once again I came without touching myself. He came after some time filling me with his seed. Almost immediately he took out his spent cock, still hard and covered with his cum and walked to the bathroom as I lay there, my legs open.

I put on my clothes and sandals and sat there, feeling satisfied, my hole full of Bamji's cum. He returned from the toilet, unbolted the door and sat behind the desk. Everything seemed perfectly ordinary.

The secretary came and announced a visitor who entered the room behind her. Bamji stood up to receive him and shook his hand. The visitor came and sat on the chair on which I had sat earlier. Bamji introduced him as Zaid bin Talib.

Zaid was obviously from the Middle East. Short and proportionately built, he wore a flashy half sleeved silk shirt showing muscular hairy forearms. He had a receding hairline, sharp eyes and a thick moustache. His eyes twinkled. He was about 45.

He got up to shake hands with me and told me and sat on the sofa next to me. He informed me he was a family friend of the ambassador of his country to India. The ambassador was from the royal family and his younger brother was a personal friend of Zaid who was visiting India for some time.

"My friend likes beautiful young men like you. I want you to come and spend two days with him here, in his residence at the embassy. He is a very nice man and you would be happy to meet him". Zaid said all this looking at me greedily, touching my hand for emphasis. I was not sure what was involved and looked at Bamji for help.

"I think the prince wants to have some fun and would like you to join him". Zaid nodded enthusiastically. He turned to Zaid, "My friend would be well taken care of I hope?" Of course, Zaid answered smilingly. He told us that his friend was a very generous man.

Bamji discussed the details of this programme with Zaid and it turned out that he would come and fetch me from my house at 8pm tomorrow and would drop me back after two nights, in the morning. But in between I would not be allowed to go home. It seemed okay and I agreed.

Zaid then smiled meaningfully and placed his hand on my thigh and said, "The prince would like to know how good you are". It was clear what he wanted.

Bamji told Zaid there was no room in the office where we could go and it will have to be here, in front of Bamji. Zaid frowned and thought and then said, "Do you mind if we used this sofa? Will it offend you if we had some fun in front of you?"

Bamji laughed and said not at all and that if he got excited he would join the fun himself. He then got up, bolted the door again, returned to the table and waved at Zaid signalling him to go ahead.

The moment the door was bolted, Zaid pounced on me and began kissing me passionately, his tongue probing my mouth deeply. His mouth was firm and warm and he kissed well. His hands were all over my body and soon he had undressed me completely. His hands caressed every part of my body and he kept mumbling, "Beautiful, beautiful". He then lowered his head and began sucking my cock that was semi hard and then opened my thighs wide and placed his tongue at my hole and started licking it. I moaned and opened my legs wider. He then turned me around and inserted his index finger into my moist hole all the way. It felt wonderful and I gasped.

He started undressing using his other hand. In a minute all his clothes were on the floor and he wore only tight briefs. His body was shapely and very hairy. There was a thick gold chain around his neck. He stood in front of me and removed his briefs. His cock sprang up facing me. It was thick and straight and of course cut. It was a little more than average in length. The base of his cock was shaved clean that made his cock look bigger. He had big tight balls.

He shoved his cock into my mouth and made me swallow most of it. I began blowing him, turning my tongue around the rim of the huge head. He like that and held my head with both his hands, moving his pelvis back and forth.

He then took his cock out of my mouth and made me stand and turned me around. He put his arms under my underarms and pulled me towards him, pushing his pelvis forward at the same time. His cock went through my crack and I could feel its thick head at the entrance of my hole. He explored with a finger and adjusted his cock so it was aimed correctly. He then pushed gently and as my pussy yielded, his cock began to enter.

He was a pro and slid in his entire shaft without causing any discomfort. As I stood there, I could feel the head of his cock inside me, massaging my prostate.

"Oh baby, this is so beautiful. So hot and tight", Zaid exclaimed moving in and out slowly. His body was pressed against mine and he held me tight. I could feel the rod moving inside me, creating the familiar sensation. My cock was hard now.

He began to fuck me, gently first but increasing the pace. At one point he turned my body round, his cock inside me so that I was facing Bamji who looked at us through narrow eyes. There was no expression on his face.

Zaid then bent me and I rested my hands on the writing table looking straight into Bamji's eyes as Zaid fucked me doggie style. His cock was hard as rock and moved in and out of my hole with ease.

And then without any warning, I felt hot cum fill me and Zaid held me very tight as he came and came. It was a big load and I could feel some of it trickle down my leg. Zaid kept his cock inside me for some time, waiting for his breathing to become normal.

I saw Bamji getting up with a smile on his face. He had unzipped his trousers and his hard cock was out. "Do you mind if I sample him", he asked Zaid.

"Please enjoy. He has a wonderful tight pussy. I would enjoy watching you making use of it", Zaid answered, taking out his cock.

I had no say in the matter. I had my ass in the air, my pussy exposed to being entered by any cock. Even before I had recovered from Zaid's cock, Bamji's cock was inside me, moving in and out as Bamji held me by my waist. His cock moved easily. I felt used by these two men but the feeling was not unpleasant; I liked being a slut, I thought.

Bamji fucked me slowly for over 20 minutes. I could sense Zaid's presence though I couldn't see him. Bamji of course remained silent all through and then started slamming his cock in very fast. In a minute his cock was pumping his load into me, still moving furiously in and out of my ravaged pussy.

"That was great. I feel horny again" Zaid chuckled. Feebly I protested but I was again in no position to do anything. I felt Bamji slide his cock out and very soon another hard cock had replaced it, entering my pussy that was leaking cum.

Zaid made me stand and then walked me towards a wall, pinning me between the wall and him, his cock inside me all the time. He fucked me hard, his cock going very deep into me with every thrust, and I started getting aroused and began playing with my hard cock.

Zaid kept groaning like an animal as he fucked me and fucked so hard I thought he would rip my ass. I stood with my palms resting on the wall as he pounded my ass. Bamji simply watched.

The phone rang suddenly and Zaid paused for a moment but then carried on. Bamji called out and told him to hurry as he was expecting some visitors. Zaid grunted and increased his pace. Soon he was home, filling me with his cum once again, panting as he put his head on my shoulder.

I walked back to the sofa, picked my clothes and went to the toilet and clean myself up. I looked in the mirror. My face was flushed and hair a little disorderly. Apart from that no one could say I had just been fucked repeatedly. Only my hole would have told the story. It hurt a little and I felt the moisture of all the cum inside me.

When I returned to the room, Zaid was smoking a cigarette and sitting on the sofa. He smiled warmly at me and asked me where should he come to collect me tomorrow evening. He told me not to bring anything with me, as I would be provided with all that I would need.

I gave him Adarsh's address and promised to be ready by eight in the evening to be picked. Zaid said he would come himself. After that he stood up and gave me an envelope and said I should read the instructions inside before coming. He then said goodbye and left.

Bamji remained silent throughout and spoke after Zaid had gone, "You will get a lot of money for this; these people are generous. I am happy for you". He then told me he would soon introduced me to some other friends of his

I then asked Bamji to let me use his phone and called Yusuf. Since it was still early for the party he told me he asked me to return home and get ready. He told me the car would be there shortly.

Soon the car arrived and after saying goodbye to Bamji I returned home. The chauffer was a guy I had not seen before. He was about thirty and had very intense black eyes that seemed to be examining me very minutely. I avoided looking at him and kept looking but was conscious of his eyes looking me over. He didn't speak but I could feel he was sexually attracted to me. He was attractive but I thought it was best not to explore the possibility. We travelled in silence till we reached home.

I went up to Yusuf's room and was puzzled to find it locked. I knocked and after a pause Yusuf opened the door partially peeping out. I could see he was naked. He smiled when he saw me and whispered, "Aslam is here for a short time. Go into the other room. We will meet you in half an hour".

I went to the other room and sat down on a sofa and waited. This room was connected to Yusuf's room. The connecting door was closed but not fully and I could hear sounds that were familiar. Yusuf was moaning as if he was suffering but I knew he wasn't. In between, another voice was whispering things that I couldn't understand but knew what they conveyed.

I started getting aroused and felt tempted to peep but wasn't sure if it was okay. And then I saw this TV in one corner and realized it must be connected to a camera in the other room for Saleem's friends to watch. I switched on the TV and found I was right.

The camera was adjusted at an angle that focused on the bed. I could see a powerfully built naked back, a firm ass moving back and fro and my friend's legs in the air. I could not see Yusuf's face. I could see Aslam's balls and a little bit of his shaft moving in and out of Yusuf's hole. I kept watching and then suddenly Aslam withdrew his cock and turned Yusuf around. For a moment I saw Yusuf's gaping hole and then holding his cock in his hand, Aslam plunged it into Yusuf again. I could see that his cock was quite thick.

Aslam drilled Yusuf for than 15 minutes as I watched. He had a strong muscular body with a narrow waist and strong long thighs. He fucked with passion and fucked hard. As I watched he changed positions twice and ended with Yusuf on his side, his free leg raised with Aslam's powerful cock drilling his pussy from behind. His pace increased and he slammed his cock in hard, Yusuf's pussy yielding to take the cock completely in.

He kept moving his cock in and out of Yusuf's hole even after planting his seed and then lay still, his cock half buried inside.

I was now fully aroused, my cock hard and my hole yearning for a cock to plunder me. I stood up and went out of the room and walked around restlessly, my body tingling.

And then I saw the man who drove me back from Bamji's house enter through a door carrying a box. I could now see he was of medium height and had a lithe body. He was dark complexioned and had long legs.

He again stared at me. This time, I smiled at him and began to move away slowly after giving him a glance. After taking a few steps I stopped and looked back. He stood there looking at me, making sure he had understood me correctly. I continued to walk and then stopped in front of a door. I didn't know what was behind the door but opened the door, looked at him invitingly and then went inside closing the door.

The room was some kind of a store with many boxes, cupboards and a few chairs. There was no bed or sofa that could be used for sex. I stood there for a minute before the door opened quietly and the dark man walked in. He bolted the door behind him and came up to me rubbing his crotch. He stood in front of me and without saying anything unzipped his trousers and then fumbling with his clothes, freed his hard cock. It was without a foreskin and had a big purple head.

I started to bend to take it in my mouth but he had other plans. Roughly, he pulled me towards him and started to pull my trousers down. In a moment, I stood there with my lower half naked. He turned me around and spitting on his palm, lubricated his cock and then parted my cheeks and placed his cock on my hole.

It was obvious from his movements that he was no novice. He aimed and pushed hard and in one jerk his cock went into my hole. He pushed me against a cupboard and jerked forward, penetrating me till the entire shaft was in. I could feel his coarse pubic hair against my cheeks.

He fucked me with long and slow strokes, His cock felt great inside and being fucked in this manner was quite exciting. He held me by waist and continued to pump. After some time he whispered in my ear, "Let us do it on the floor". He took out his cock and pulled me down on the dusty carpet on the floor. He made me lie on my back, held my ankles and opened my legs, raising them. He sat between my legs on his knees. I could see his intense eyes peering into mine. I then felt the pressure of his cock on my hole. It opened and the cock slid in easily.

He drilled me for a long time; his strokes slow and deep, making me moan. He fucked and fucked, his face expressionless. I was now hard and leaking pre cum. He was fucking with slow strokes. And then, without any change in the pace he climaxed and filled me with his cum.

We lay like that for a while and then abruptly he took out his cock and stood up. I too got up and both of us put back our trousers and adjusting the clothes, came out of the room.

I headed for Yusuf's room and knocked. His voice asked me to come in. I pushed the door open and entered. Yusuf was sitting on a sofa with a young man who was obviously Aslam. I could see the resemblance with his father. He was very fit, intense and had an animal kind of sex appeal. His large eyes looked at me with interest. He had his arm around Yusuf's shoulder.

We made small talk. Aslam kept looking at me. It was not very difficult to read what was on his mind. But we were talking about this and that; even his relationship with Yusuf wasn't mentioned though it seemed that Aslam knew that I knew and I am sure he knew I was into it.

There was a knock on the door and the driver popped his head in asking Yusuf to come out for a moment. Yusuf got up and left the room, leaving Aslam and I together. For a minute there was silence and then he looked at me and winked, simultaneously rubbing his crotch. I merely smiled and looked away, not knowing how to handle this. This was a double no-no. Not only I was getting screwed by Aslam's father I was also Yusuf's friend. This of course didn't mean I wasn't attracted! But I didn't know how to proceed.

Aslam asked me where I lived and said he would drop by one day and take me around and introduce me to some friends. I told him that would be nice and gave him Adarsh's address. Aslam frowned and then smiled and told me he knew Adarsh very well. The look on his face told me what he meant.

Yusuf returned and then Aslam said he would leave. We all got up and went out to see Aslam off who had his own car. After he drove away we went back and chatted. I told him about meeting Zaid and tomorrow's assignment. He thought it would be exciting.

We started to get ready. There was no hurry and we took shower, shaved and carefully selected what we were going to wear. I got ready before Yusuf and came out of the room and walked around in the veranda. The driver appeared from somewhere and came to stand near me. He told me his name was Safdar and he was from the same town as Saleem. He seemed keen to talk and I let him. He told me he was with the family for more than ten years and stayed in Delhi most of the time and drove Saleem around when he was here. He then bent forward and lowering his voice said, "Your friend is playing a very dangerous game". I gave him a blank look but it didn't deceive him. "You know very well that both father and son are fucking him and they don't know about each other. If it is found out, there will be a mess", he warned.

I shrugged my shoulders and said it was not my business. He smiled slyly and said, "So you think. Soon, Aslam is going to get you into his bed and fuck you. He will put two and two together one of these days. You won't be able to hide it from him that his father also fucks you".

I let that pass and kept quiet. He then told me he had also fucked Yusuf and then said he would like to fuck both of us together. I looked at him and didn't say anything. I thought it was a good idea.

Yusuf came out and we drove to Mir's place. When we reached, about a dozen cars were parked in the driveway and I could hear music and people talking as we got out of the car and entered the house.

The party was in full swing. There were only men. Not surprisingly, they were either in their forties, well dressed and prosperous looking or in their early twenties who were nice looking and walked around self consciously. Some men had young escorts with them. People were talking and laughing and drinks were being served. It looked like a good party.

Mir spotted us and came with his arms open and hugged both of us. He said he wanted us to meet his friends and escorted us through the crowd to a room where some men were sitting. A very young and beautiful young man was sitting on a sofa between two men looking nervous. I could sense this was his first big party.

Mir introduced me to three people. I recognized one of them immediately as a known TV anchor. He was handsome with grey hair and game me a warm smile and shook my hand. His name was Arvind Gupta. The other two were bureaucrats and looked respectable. One was about 40, tall and slim, the other a little older with a thick moustache and broad shoulders and powerful forearms.

We made some polite conversation and after a while I got the feeling that the gray haired man as well as the man with moustaches were interested in me; it was just a feeling, nothing specific.

Yusuf had joined another small group and I could see that some men were gathered around him. Mir had left the group and gone out of the room.

The man with the moustache introduced himself as Raghu. He was in the ministry of defence and in a senior position. He had a deep voice and a strong face. His eyes looked at me piercingly and I could sense he was getting turned on by me.

I liked both of them and wondered who would make the first move. Just then Yusuf joined me and said he wanted me to meet a friend. We both moved away to another group. The man Yusuf introduced to me was striking looking with designer stubble. He had intense eyes and wore a t-shirt and close fitting jeans. He was smoking and had a drink his hands. He was Inder, a photographer, Yusuf informed me. Yusuf requested him to take some pictures of me for a portfolio. Inder gave a smile flashing his even teeth and said he couldn't refuse Yusuf, putting a hand around Yusuf's waist and hugging him. He told me he was busy for a few days but if Yusuf brought me to his studio three days later, he could start.

I was quite excited. I could sense a new life for me was beginning and I was ready for it. I smiled at Inder and thanked him and told him I would be there three days later though Yusuf won't be there. Inder nodded and smiled warmly at me. He then walked away leaving Yusuf alone with me. Yusuf turned to me and said, " Raghu and his friend are interested in taking you home for the night. Arvind also wants to join them provided you are willing. Both Raghu and Arvind are very good in bed but I don't know about the other guy. Do you want to spend the night with three of them?"

I felt a little tense and wasn't sure. My face must have shown it. Yusuf smiled and put his arm around my shoulder. "Nothing will happen. Believe me. Also they would show their gratitude in the morning. They are generous", Yusuf reassured me.

I said okay and Yusuf walked away to Raghu and said something to him. Raghu came to me and looking at me with a smile said, "Let us not waste time. Let us leave immediately".

In about five minutes, I was sitting in the back seat of a car with Raghu. Arvind was driving the car and their tall friend was sitting next to him. His name was Akhil. Arvind drove fast and the three friends made casual conversation. Raghu sat with his hand on my leg but didn't do anything else. His hand was large and felt warm.

In ten minutes we reached a residential area and the car stopped in the parking lot of 5-storied building. We rode quietly in the lift to the third floor and walked to a door. Arvind opened the flat with a key and we all walked in.

It was a nice flat though not very large. We sat on comfortable chairs. Arvind switched on the AC, put on some music, lit two table lamps and got out some glasses and a bottle of whiskey.

I was sitting with Raghu on the couch while Akhil sat on a chair next to me. Arvind came and sat on the other chair opposite Akhil. Raghu asked Arvind to have less light in the room. Arvind got up and turned on another lamp that gave out weak pink light and then turned both the lamps off.

Immediately Raghu leaned towards me and started kissing me on the mouth. His mouth was hot and moist and he kissed well. Akhil got up and unbuckled my trousers and lowered them. Soon, I was naked from waist below. Raghu continued to kiss me.

Soon I felt a hard naked body hold me from behind. Arvind had joined Raghu on the sofa and was naked. His hand was stroking my ass cheek and then went into the crevice trying to locate my hole.

Raghu paused and began to undress. As he stood up, Akhil took his place. He too was naked. His hands found my nipples and he began pinching them. Initially he was gentle but then the pressure increased till I gasped.

In a minute I was sitting with my legs spread between two men who were stroking my body. Both my hand held their rigid cocks that seemed thick and strong, rising out of trimmed bushes.

Raghu sat on the floor in front of me. He put his finger in his mouth and then inserted the wet finger in my hole. My body arched as the thick finger went in.

Arvind bent and took my cock in his mouth. I moaned aloud and Akhil closed my mouth with his, inserting his tongue in.

Raghu was turning his finger around inside my hole making me squirm. Eventually they dragged me down to the rug on the floor. It was so dark I couldn't tell who was sucking my cock. Another was rimming me and the third had his hard thick cock in my mouth. My body was on fire and I had surrendered to the wishes of my partners. And then they carried me to another room that was obviously a bedroom with a huge bed in the centre. The room was quite dark and I still could not tell who was doing what.

And then Akhil said, "I want to go first". The other two didn't mind and moved away from me. I felt my legs being lifted and spread. I was also dragged to the edge of the bed. Akhil stood between my legs and groping with his hand, finally placed his warm, hard cock on my entrance and pushed. Thanks to all the rimming, my hole was soaking wet and the cock went in smoothly, filling me completely. Akhil groaned with satisfaction and began to fuck me at a leisurely pace. I think it was Raghu who came and put my head on his lap and fed his cock to me. I heard Arvind say, "I want to watch" and clicked a button. I saw Akhil tower over me, between my legs, fucking me. I could see Raghu's dense and black bush as he moved his cock in and out of my mouth. Arvind came and sat watching the scene and then whispered something in Akhil's ear. First he shook his head but then mumbled his acceptance.

We changed positions. Akhil lay flat on the bed, his cock pointing towards the ceiling and asked me to sit on it. I did and the cock went back into my pussy smoothly. Akhil then began raising and lowering himself, going very deep into me. Raghu sat next to Akhil watching his cock disappear inside me.

And then I felt Arvind come from behind me and his finger came in contact with my pussy, full of Akhil's cock. He inserted his finger in and my hole stretched. It was a little painful and I felt uneasy. I didn't understand what he was trying to do.

And then to my horror, I felt his hard cock try to push itself into me with Akhil's cock already inside me. I opened my mouth to protest but promptly, Raghu put his rigid rod inside my mouth. Initially there was a sharp pain as my pussy had to stretch to accommodate two thick cocks but soon the pain subsided.

I couldn't believe my pussy was getting fucked by two cocks simultaneously. I felt my hole would rip open. But the two men were very careful and fucked me very gently. They got into a rhythm; one cock would push in, the other would pull out. Akhil said he could feel the hardness of Arvind's cock against his.

They fucked for about twenty minutes before Arvind said he was ready to cum. In a few seconds I felt his warm cum inside me. But he didn't take his cock out. Akhil said he could feel the warm cum act as lubricant and continued to fuck me. After a short while though, holding me by my waist, he too pumped his seed into me. Raghu was still fucking my mouth and Arvind told him to take over.

Very slowly Arvind took out his cock from my hole that felt now empty. Akhil asked me to raise myself. Slowly I did, letting his cock slip out of me. I felt ravaged and collapsed on the bed. Raghu came from behind and turning me on my side, pushed his throbbing cock into my pussy that was full of cum. Understandably, he had no difficulty in entering and going very deep. He held my semi erect cock with his free hand and began stroking it. I got hard and found I was enjoying myself.

The other two went into the bathroom to wash themselves as Raghu fucked me with vigorous strokes. He changed position, making me kneel on my knees and hands and mounted me from behind. The other two men went back into the living room to drink. Raghu went on for a long time, his shaft drilling me hard, massaging my chute well. He fucked for a very long time, going very deep, sending pulses of a delicious pleasure through my body. I was now moaning aloud but was also beginning to feel a little sore. But Raghu carried on. In the end, he made me get up and placing me against the wall, entered me from behind in one single stroke and began pounding me. He too was crying out as he fucked me. He held me tightly by putting his hands through my underarms and then pulling me to himself as his lower body pushed into me.

Arvind and Akhil returned to the room, naked with drinks in their hands. Arvind said, "You mother fucker, leave something for us too". He was stroking his cock that was getting hard.

Finally he pumped his load into me. Jets of cum went into me as he stood there, pinning me to the wall. I could feel some of the warm sticky stuff leak out down my leg.

"Let the boy rest for a little", Raghu advised the other two as he went into the bathroom. Arvind put his arm around my waist and led me to the bed. I walked unsteadily and then sat. Arvind gave me a gulp of his drink and told Akhil to make a small drink for me.

We sat around drinking and then Akhil brought some fruit and biscuits. Raghu joined us and also had a drink. We ate and drank and then Arvind rolled a joint and passed it around. I shook my head when it came to me but they insisted and eventually I took a drag. This went on for a while and then I began to feel light headed and my fingers began to tingle. My lips too were feeling sensitive.

In an hour's time I was flying. Someone was fucking me but I didn't know who he was. The cock felt very huge but the feeling was delicious. I was on my side, the cock drilling me as I sucked another cock. They kept taking turns fucking me. Once again they double penetrated me. Someone broke a capsule near my nose and asked me to inhale. I started to cum and began crying out. Immediately a cock filled my mouth. I was still being drilled.

I lost count of how many times my pussy was fucked. I vaguely recall things coming to an end and then I slept.

When I woke up it was light. I was on the same bed and Arvind was sleep next to me. The other two were not there. My mouth felt dry and my body ached. So did my hole. My nipples were hurting. I put back my head on the pillow and closed my eyes again.

Half an hour later, I woke up again and saw Arvind sitting there and smiling. He looked at me with affection and said, "You are something else, you know. You were fantastic last night and I don't want you to go. I want to fuck you the whole day", he said, stroking my thighs.

I got up feeling embarrassed and told him I had to go. We went to the bathroom and took a shower together. He soaped me, putting his finger inside my hole and putting my cock on his hardening cock. I responded to his touch and let him turn me around. I felt his soapy cock enter me easily and he began to fuck under running water. But in ten minutes or so, he came, clinging to me.

We came out naked. As I dressed he made some breakfast for us and we sat down on the dining table and ate. I was very hungry. I told him I had to go home and he said he would drop me. After that he drove away. I opened the envelope and there was a lot of money in it. I took a deep breath and told myself that my new life had already begun.

We drove to Saleem's house in silence. When we reached he gave me an envelope saying it was a gift from the three men I spent the night with. I took the envelope, murmuring my thanks and opened the car door. He smiled at me and said he would definitely look me up again.

I went straight to Yusuf's room. The door was closed but not locked. Yusuf was asleep on his bed. There was someone else also sleeping on a sofa. As I went in Yusuf got up and smiled at me. I sat on his bed. He asked me about the night's adventure and I told him. He told me he was with Mir and returned at 3pm. I asked who was sleeping on the couch and where did he come from. Yusuf asked me to wait and that when the boy woke up he would tell me his story in his own words.

Yusuf got up and took a shower while I collected some stuff that belonged to me. I had decided I would stay with Yusuf and leave for Adarsh's place in the afternoon.

Yusuf returned from the bathroom and woke up the person sleeping on the couch. I recognized him as a pretty boy who was at the party last evening. I could see that he was really beautiful to look at with ruby red lips, thick eyelashes and long black hair. He was very fair complexioned with smooth and flawless skin. He couldn't have been more than 16 and I wondered how he came to be a part of this game so early.

He too took a shower and then we had some breakfast and chatted together like friends. The boy's name was Sahil and his family lived in a city not far from Delhi. He seemed to be shy and spoke slowly. As he told his story I realized that he was a simple boy and perhaps not too bright. Or perhaps he just did things on an impulse.

Sahil was one of his father's six children. The family was poor and The older two (Sahil was the second) worked. Sahil worked in a teashop in the market and carried tea to shop owners. One of the places he took tea to was a barber who had a small salon in the neighbourhood. The barber was about 40, single and enjoyed sex with young men. Sahil was about 15 when Jamshed seduced him.

It was about 5pm and Sahil had taken a glass of tea for Jamshed. He had no customers and Jamshed was sitting idle. He asked Sahil to bring the tea to the small room just behind the salon where there was a cot and some other stuff including a table. Jamshed asked Sahil to sit down on the cot and sat with him. Sipping tea. He then lit a cigarette and shared it with Sahil. For Sahil this was a luxury. Then Jamshed said, "I want to show you something provided you don't tell anyone". Sahil was curious and promised. He then took Sahil's hand and put it between his legs. He was wearing a sarong and a vest. He then pressed Sahil's hand and made him feel his cock that was already hard.

Sahil frowned and asked, "What is it?

"Why don't you lift my Sarong and see for yourself?", Jamshed suggested smiling.

Sahil lifted the sarang all the way and saw Jamshed's dark coloured and thick cock, its purple head exposed. He could also see tufts of dark hair at the base. Sahil was immediately fascinated by the sight and asked Jamshed if he could touch it. Jamshed was of course thrilled and nodded. Sahil clutched it in his hand and it jumped.

"It is warm", Sahil exclaimed. Jamshed just smiled and opened his legs a little wider. Sahil continued to hold the cock, enjoying the feel of the rigid shaft in his hand. Jamshed got up and closed the door though he didn't bolt it. As he returned to the cot he untied his sarong and let it fall to the floor standing there naked with just his vest. He came and stood next to Sahil who couldn't take his eyes off the monstrous cock and gripped it again in his hand.

"Do you want to taste it?"Jamshed asked, holding his rigid shaft and was delighted when Sahil nodded eagerly. I pushed his pelvis forward till the engorged head was against Sahil's mouth. Sahil opened his mouth and licked the head with his tongue. Jamshed put his head at the back of Sahil's head and pushed his cock in.

Sahil nearly gagged but it was obvious he was enjoying sucking Jamshed's cock. Jamshed moved closer, feeling great, looking at Sahil's red lips around his dark shaft.

They would have continued but Jamshed heard a noise and very quickly he withdrew his cock that was now glistening and tied his sarong hurriedly. He went out and Sahil followed with the empty teacup. A customer was standing on the steps and greeted Jamshed and sat down on the chair for a shave.

Jamshed gave some money to Sahil and told him to come again later in the evening. Sahil nodded and left. He kept thinking of what jamshed had shown him. He had enjoyed holding the warm, hard rod and taking it in his mouth. He wanted to do it again but he knew that he would have to wait till Jamshed wanted it.

The whole afternoon he kept imagining Jamshed's hard cock and seeing himself play with it. He knew Jamshed locked up his place at about 8pm and so around that time he went back to the shop. Jamshed was with a client cutting hair and signalled to him to wait. Sahil hung around the shop till the client left.

Jamshed started cleaning up the shop and gave some money to Sahil to get some sweets from a nearby shop. Sahil was happy to oblige. When he returned with the paper bag full of sweets Jamshed was through and smiled at Sahil and signalled him to go into the back room. Excitedly Sahil went in. Soon Jamshed followed, after looking the shop from inside.

He then sat on the bed and they both ate the warm sweets, the syrup trickling down their fingers. After they had finished, Jamshed opened his sarong and reclined on the bed. Sahil was disappointed to see that there was no hard rod. All he saw was the flaccid penis, surrounded by hair. He looked at Jamshed questioningly who smiled and said that if he touched it and put it in his mouth, the thing would get hard.

To Sahil's amazement, it happened. He could feel the thing get hard in his mouth and very quickly the rod became really hard and large, fitting his mouth with difficulty. The Jamshed said something that surprised Sahil. He asked him to take off his clothes and lie in bed with him. Sahil didn't want to and said so but Jamshed said he would show him something better when they were both in bed.

Eventually Sahil took off his clothes. Jamshed was already naked and Sahil could see his strong hairy body and his erect cock rising out of a thatch of black hair. Against his body, Sahil's looked pale and delicate. Jamshed began stroking the smooth body and then held his cock. Sahil jerked and tried to free his cock but Jamshed held on. Soon his cock was hard too. Jamshed looked at its size with surprise.

Sahil began to enjoy himself as Jamshed began masturbating him. It was a totally new sensation for Sahil and he almost screamed when he came, white sticky stuff coming out of his cock. His body tensed as he came all over himself and his body kept jerking.

Jamshed got up and brought a bottle of perfumed hair oil from his shop and smeared his cock with it. He then inserted one finger into Sahil's tight hole. Sahil jumped but was now really curious to know what more Jamshed had to offer.

Jamshed turned Sahil on his stomach and put a pillow under him, raising his ass. He then placed his throbbing cock on Sahil's virgin tight hole and pushed. Nothing happened. He inserted a finger deep into Sahil who gasped but kept lying patiently. Jamshed's next attempt met with success and his cock went in, tearing Sahil's hole. Sahil screamed but Jamshed clamped his head on his mouth and with one very quick and hard push, put in his cock all the way in.

Sahil began thrashing his body around but Jamshed was firmly in control now, having penetrated Sahil's hole all the way. He held Sahil tightly, pinning him down with his weight. He stayed still, letting Sahil's tight passage adjust to the thick invader.

Sahil stopped thrashing and lay there still. The pain was almost gone and the thick long rod felt uncomfortable but not unpleasant. Jamshed wanted to pound Sahil's pussy hard but knew he had to go gently.

After five minutes or so, he began fucking Sahil very slowly. His cock felt like it was gripped by a hot, moist vice. He had never fucked such a tight pussy before and it was an incredible feeling. He continued to fuck and after a while Sahil started to relax. Jamshed was in heaven and continued to fuck. Soon he realized he was nearing climax. Instead of increasing the pace he continued to move his cock in and out of Sahil's tight hole slowly and then abruptly he ejaculated, filling Sahil with his hot cum. He continued to come in spurts and his body jerked involuntarily.

Sahil felt the warmth of the hot cum and didn't know what had happened. But by then he had started to like being pinned down under the weight of a man, feeling the strength and heat of his body and he found the idea of the thick hard rod moving inside him even though he wasn't very comfortable.

Jamshed withdrew his cock very gently and when it popped out, opened Sahil's ass cheeks to see if he had caused any damage to the entrance. Apart from the fact that it looked red and a little puffed, the pussy looked like a rosebud with a dark tiny hole at the centre, waiting to be invaded. Jamshed couldn't wait to fuck that hole again and found him getting hard almost immediately.

Jamshed fucked him once again, a little later. This time Sahil actually enjoyed himself and participated enthusiastically. Jamshed couldn't believe his luck at finding this beautiful twink who enjoyed being fucked. Sahil was willing to be fucked a third time but Jamshed was getting late. He gave the rest of the sticky sweets to Sahil and they both came out.

Jamshed fucked Sahil almost everyday for nearly six months. By then Sahil had become an expert. He had also acquired a taste for it and Jamshed found it difficult to handle him. He passed Sahil around to others and in a year's time, Sahil had sampled many cocks. He had also acquired the habit of smoking pot and by the time he was sixteen, he was hustling.

His father found out and threw him out of the house. Sahil went to Delhi, letting truck drivers screw him for free rides. In Delhi he went to a cousin of his father who got him a job that paid him something. Soon he was looking around for men who would pay him for sex.

One of the men he met was a rich businessman who took a liking to Sahil and started grooming him and got him a room in the huge house he lived in. Sahil stayed with him but met other men when the businessman was away.

He came to yesterday's party with this man and got fucked by three or four men in Mir's house. The businessman found him with his legs up getting fucked by a man as two other men waited in the queue. The businessman created a scene and then walked out. By then Sahil was high and was fucked by some other men.

Eventually when the party was coming to an end, Mir pleaded with Yusuf to take Sahil home with him and Yusuf agreed.

Yusuf asked Sahil what he would like to do and Sahil just shrugged his shoulder and said he would like to go to the businessman's house. Yusuf nodded and called Safdar.

Safdar came after ten minutes or so and Yusuf explained to him where the businessman lived. Safdar nodded his head and said he knew the place. Constantly he was looking at Sahil who sat there looking innocent. I wondered if Safdar would try something with Sahil and was sure that if he did, Sahil would let him!

Sahil left with Safdar and both of us returned to Yusuf's room and sat around chatting. I was still feeling tired and wanted to sleep so Yusuf told me to sleep in his bed and within minutes I was asleep.

I woke up a couple of hours later and found Yusuf was still there. He was looking worried and told me Safdar hadn't got back yet. According to Yusuf, he should have been back an hour ago. As we sat Safdar returned. Yusuf asked him why he was late and he just smiled mischievously and said nothing though I could see he wanted to tell us. Yusuf asked again and then he told the story.

This boy is very strange. When I brought the car he sat in the back seat. As I drove he asked me to look at him through the mirror. I almost lost control of the car when I did. He had taken off his trousers and had spread his legs and was fingering his hole. He then said he wanted to be fucked by me. He is such a sexy looking boy. Even straight men would take the offer so I turned the car back and took him to a friend's place. He is also a driver and I have the key to his room.

The moment he went into the room he took off his clothes and lay there on the bed, his legs open and bent, showing his hole that was really inviting Ð pink and puffed round the edge and dark from inside. I was instantly hard and unzipped my trousers and took it out. I went close and placed my cock on that hole and pushed lightly. My god, it went in so easily I was surprised; like knife through butter. My cock got almost sucked into the hole without any effort. It was hot and very moist. I fucked him hard. He just lay there like a rag doll. After I came and took out my cock and started to zip myself up he said he wanted to be fucked again.

I then took off my clothes and joined him in bed and fucked him again; he is made to be fucked. Afterwards we got dressed and as we were coming out, my friend returned. He is not into boys but knows about me. Sahil asked my friend bluntly if he would like to fuck him. My friend was shocked and looked at me. Sahil just extended his hand and grabbed my friend's cock. He is so beautiful and skilful with his hands that my friend got seduced and we went back to the room. My friend is shy and asked me to go out of the room that I did.

Fifteen minutes later they came out, my friend looking flushed and embarrassed. Sahil had succeeded in seducing him. They were planning to meet again later that evening! I eventually dropped Sahil to the address that you gave me and came home.

I wasn't at all surprised to hear the story. Yusuf said it was a mistake to bring Sahil home and he would avoid him in future.

Both of us had a simple lunch. Yusuf gave me the money Mir had given him, keeping his own share. I realized I had a fair amount of money. This was the first time I had my own money. I also collected the clothes I had bought with Yusuf the other day.

In the afternoon, Yusuf dropped me to Adarsh's house. I went into Nitin's room. His bag was gone and there was a note for me telling me to keep in touch with him and call him if I had a problem. Adarsh wanted me to stay in his house, he wrote, and found some work for me. I should go and see him.

I rested for a while and at around 5.30pm I went into the dining room to find both Adarsh and Dev having tea. I greeted them. Adarsh gave me a warm smile and asked me to sit down. Dev was again a little cool with me.

Adarsh then explained what he wanted me to do. He said, "I have sketches of all the clothes I have designed in last ten years and some of the actual clothes. All the papers are in files and the clothes are either hanging in closets or folded and kept in boxes. I want you to arrange all the designs according to dates and if actual samples are available, I want you to make a note of that.

This will take you about 4-5 months if you work hard everyday. I will give you a room to stay on the second floor. It has an attached bathroom. You will eat with us and stay like family and I will also give you a monthly allowance like pocket money.

In the meanwhile, I want you to become a model. Dev can give you tips and I will too. But first of all, you need a portfolio of your photographs.

I told him that I had already arranged that and in a few days I was meeting a photographer. Adarsh nodded his approval. He said I could start work immediately. I told him I had to go back home for two days and would begin when I return. He said that was fine. He then asked Dev to show me my room.

I got my things from Nitin's room and followed Dev, climbing to the second floor. There was a little veranda and then a room that Dev unlocked and entered. It was was a small room with a narrow be, a small built-in wardrobe, a chair and a side table. It was clean and I thought it was great. There was a small bathroom. I was thrilled; I had never had a room like this to myself.

Dev then gave me a nice smile and put his hands on my waist and pulled me to him and gave me a hot kiss on my lips. He then said, "Adarsh is not only jealous but very suspicious of any man I meet and so I have to be very careful. Let us play it that way. I will find a way to get you into my bed".

I was both thrilled and apprehensive. I didn't want to annoy Adarsh at any cost. I just nodded and didn't say anything. Dev was now unzipping his tight jeans and freeing his hardening cock from his briefs. His huge cock sprang up and he asked me to suck it. I knew it was a bit risky but I took a deep breath and put my lips around the thick cock and began sucking it. It hot harder and thicker. He placed his hand on the back of my head and began moving his cock in and out of my mouth like it was a pussy.

I sucked for about 5 minutes and then he took it out, breathing hard. He said it was time to go now. I came down with him, my heart beating fast and my face flushed.

I thanked Adarsh and told him the room was wonderful and that I would work as hard as I could. I then excused myself and went back to my room, took out my things and arranged them. I then took a shower and changed into a white t-shirt and jeans. I was ready for Zaid to come and collect me.

I went down and told the guard that someone will come for me at eight and went back to the room Nitin stayed in.

At eight sharp, I heard the horn of a car and knew Zaid had come for me. I went out. Zaid smiled from the car and I sat next to him. He started the car and we drove away. I was wondering what was in store for me.

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