A Hot Holiday in Pakistan - Chapter 17

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A HOT HOLIDAY IN PAKISTAN - PART 17

Sunday afternoon

[After a morning of being fucked by several guys while cruising in a secluded area next to a public park, Arif had another surprise awaiting me for the afternoon.]

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'Do you like massage?' asked Arif.

'Yes, I do enjoy a good massage,' I replied. 'I have had many excellent ones in Asian countries, particularly'.

'I am taking us now to be massaged by two Afghan men here', said Arif. 'I have arranged a 90 minute oil and soap massage for both of us. It is very good and very relaxing and you will like it.'

I wondered, as always, what I was really in for. Arif was always full of surprises, but I was ready and up for anything he suggested after 5 event-filled and wildly enjoyable days there.

We drove for about 20 minutes and came to a row of shops on a relatively quiet street. Most of the shops seemed to be closed or empty. Ugly roller shutters covered the doorways in most cases. The area looked quite rundown. We parked outside a shop with an old 'Massage' sign blinking in yellow neon with one of the S's not working. Some children appeared from nowhere and Arif paid them to look after the car. Then we went into the massage parlour.

The small office was barely furnished with just a high counter, two seats and some tattered magazines on a low table. Also on the table was a flowering blue and white orchid in a small pot. There was no-one at the counter when we entered but a door opened soon afterwards and a quite handsome young Pakistani man came in and greeted us. Arif spoke to him in Urdu and the guy asked us to sit. He went back out through the same door which he closed after him.

After five minutes, he appeared again and indicated that we should follow him. We walked down a short passageway and he opened two doors into small dressing rooms and indicated the towels on the benches. Then he left us while we changed.

I hung my clothes on the hooks provided, wrapped the towel around me and sat down on a bench to wait. Within a couple of minutes I heard the sound of sandals slapping on the floor as someone approached. There was a knock on the door and the same young man asked me to follow him. He knocked on Arif's door too and he joined us wearing his towel.

A few doors down, he knocked and a voice called out from inside. The young guy smiled at us and opened the door. Inside was a sizeable wet room with grey sheeting covering the walls almost up to the ceiling. The floor was tiled in grey as well. Side by side in the room were two white stone massage tables the length of a man's body. The room had that characteristic smell of a damp massage room with the mixed aroma of perfumed oils and soap. Overhead was a double-tubed fluorescent light as well as a rotating fan lazily turning on a low setting. The temperature was quite comfortable, neither hot nor cold.

Another door opened and two middle-aged men came in with a number of folded towels and shook hands. They spoke to Arif in Urdu and all three of them behaved in an easy manner that indicated Arif knew them already.

The guys were each about 50 or maybe even more. They wore only loose thin material white pants which covered them down to their knees, a white turban-like head covering and sandals and they were both lean and in good shape. One of them had quite a large healed scar over his left rib area. Both were very hairy. One of them had a black thick beard with a few streaks of grey in it and the other had a bushier, brown beard. Their most striking features were their intense eyes, lighter in colour to Pakistani men.

'Gul', said the black-bearded guy, pointing to himself. 'Noor', he said, indicating the brown-bearded one.

Gul indicated I should get up onto the massage table. As I attempted to do so with my towel still on, he pulled at my towel and I realized he was suggesting I take it off. I handed him the towel and laid down on the table on my back as instructed. I noticed that Arif, also naked, was on his massage table also on his back.

There was the sound of hoses and containers being filled. Then Gul stood over me and with a huge splash upended a large white bucket with warm water all over me. Noor did the same to Arif. They repeated the process and then using a hose they sprayed us both down as well.

Gul produced large soapy sponges and started rubbing them all over my body, starting at my chest and working his way down to my feet. The suds felt wonderfully cleansing. He did this for a few minutes and then got me to turn over onto my stomach and repeated the warm water dousing and soap lathering process from the back of my neck down to my toes.

He got me to turn over again onto my back and picked up a soapy cloth and washed my face with it and rubbed it over my hair, lifting my head with one hand to soap my hair at the back. It all felt wonderful. Arif was undergoing the same process and was lying there with his eyes closed, smiling with apparent pleasure.

Gul got me to stand up and sprayed me with the hose with a strong pressure. The water was quite warm and he got me to turn around bit by bit until he had washed all the soap off my body. He then wrapped me in my towel and rubbed my upper torso with it fiercely and wrapped it around me. He took me through to a sauna room that was very hot. Arif joined me there moments later.

'What do you think?' he said.

'I'm really enjoying it', I replied.

'You like the masseurs?' he asked.

'Very handsome', I said. He nodded in agreement.

The sauna heat was quite oppressive and just as I felt I needed to get out of there, Noor arrived and indicated we should follow him. My skin had produced beads of sweat that were starting to run down my chest.

He took us back into the massage room and told us to remove our towels. He got us to lie on the tables again on our backs. Gul picked up a large plastic bottle and squeezed some of the contents on to my chest. It was a spicy and pleasant smelling oil which had also been warmed. Then he used his hands to spread it over every inch of my body, adding more oil as needed until I was covered in it head to toe. He even covered my cock and balls with it with his hands. His touch felt just business- like, not sexual, but I had never had a masseur do that before. Usually they at least put a cloth over that area and avoided touching it.

Then for the next fifteen minutes or so, he expertly massaged me. I could almost have gone to sleep, it was that good. I heard Arif sigh gently at one stage from the second table. Then Gul indicated I should turn over and he repeated the process on my back, covering me in oil and massaging me.

He moved around the table working my body expertly with his hands. When he stood at the head of the table bending over and massaging from my neck and shoulders and down over my back to my behind, I was aware of my face coming into contact with his now wet pants. It was rather arousing.

He massaged my ass cheeks and then I felt him sliding his fingers down between them. He made contact with my asshole and balls a few times that seemed innocent enough but then his finger seemed to hook just into the hole and quickly out again. It was kind of exciting. Then he did it again only deeper and lingered slightly this time. I made sure that the next time his pants came into contact with my face that I pushed my face closer into them. Each time I did that, it felt like something was a little harder behind it.

The next time his finger went into my hole, I looked up at him.

'Like?' he said. I nodded and he kept his finger in there, exploring deeper. I leaned forward and used my tongue on his pants. Something was definitely bigger in there!

I looked across at Arif, and he was watching what was happening to me and smiled. I smiled back and noticed that Noor had stopped massaging him and was watching Gul and me intently.

Gul undid the string holding his pants up and let them fall to the floor. He leaned forward and my face was suddenly buried in his plentiful pubic hair. His finger was exploring my hole quite deeply. I lifted my head and licked the big head on his hard cock. He lifted his cock up and put it into my mouth. It was quite thick and about 8 and a half inches long. I started sucking it. There was a nice taste of pre-cum.

He pulled his finger out of my ass and reached under my chest and squeezed my nipples. While he was doing that, I suddenly felt a finger go into my asshole. It was Noor. He started finger-fucking me steadily while I kept sucking Gul's cock. When I looked at Arif again, he was sitting up on his table, watching and stroking his now hard cock.

Gul looked down at me with those smoulderingly sexy eyes.

'Fuck?' he said. I nodded and I felt Noor's cock immediately sliding up my hole easily with the oil as lubricant. I hadn't seen his cock so I had no idea how big it was as it was going in. When I could feel his pubic hair and balls against the hole, it felt like about seven and a half inches to me and nicely thick. I could also tell that it had a big head on it and it was very hard and very hot.

I kept on sucking Gul while Noor fucked me and after about 5 minutes, he started fucking quite hard, his balls slapping against my ass. I could hear him breathing heavily and then his cock was jerking strongly inside me. He was emptying his balls into me and it felt great.

Gul spoke to me again. 'Piss?' he said. It's not something that turns me on, especially, but I had no problem with it. I had done it with guys before when they requested it and I was curious to see what Gul and Noor would do.

I nodded and assumed my mouth was about to be filled. Instead, I suddenly felt the pressure of my ass being filled with liquid. Noor was pissing in my ass! He loaded it up with quite a bit and then pulled out and pissed up my back to between my shoulder blades. At the same time, my mouthsuddenly filled with Gul's piss. I let it run out of my mouth rather than swallowing. Apart from a strong saltiness, there was no other taste. He filled my mouth again and then pulled his cock out of my mouth and pissed on my face and over the top of my head, meeting Noor's piss stream on my back.

Noor stopped pissing and Gul indicated I should turn over onto my back. He and Noor changed places, Noor coming to the head of the table. He lifted my legs back and Gul, at the bottom end of the table, pulled me down to the edge and stuck his big cock into me right up to his balls and started fucking steadily. His cock also had a big head and was going in a long way. He stared at me deeply as he fucked silently. It didn't take him long to shoot his cum into me and it felt like a big load, too.

He pulled out and spoke to Arif, who came over and fucked me, too, cumming deep and hot inside me. He didn't pull out and, looking intently at me, I could feel he was starting to piss inside me, too. He pissed until it exploded out of me around his cock. He pulled out and pissed up my body to my face. I opened my mouth and when he filled it, he finished his piss on my cock and balls.

Gul then filled a big container with warm water and splashed it all over me. He filled another container with water and some detergent and scrubbed my body with a sponge, getting the oil off easily. He turned me over and did my back. He got me to stand up and bend over. He inserted a small plastic syringe filled with soapy water into my ass to wash out the cum and piss. Then he poured more warm water over me. Meanwhile Noor had been washing the oil off Arif, too.

Gul handed me some hair shampoo and I lathered it in and he poured more water over me and then hosed me down. I don't think I'd ever felt so clean! After drying me with towels, Gul embraced me in a big bear hug. He really was a very attractive man. I'd never forget those eyes and the way they studied me so intensely while he was fucking me.

We said goodbye and went out to the car. I was surprised that no payment had been requested. 'I paid online', said Arif. 'It is my gift to you'.

We drove back to my hotel and Arif said he would pick me up next day at 11am.

'Our last day tomorrow', he said, looking sad. 'I will make it very special, I promise'. Then he drove off.

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巴基斯坦火辣假期——第十七章

作者：Gary Morgan 2020 年 8 月 19 日

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星期天下午

[早上在公园边上一个野地里被好几个家伙操了一通之后，Arif 下午又给我备了个惊喜。]

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“你喜欢按摩不？”Arif 问。

“喜欢，好按摩我是真受用，”我回他，“尤其在亚洲国家，试过好些真不赖的。”

“我这会儿带我们去让两个阿富汗男人按摩，”Arif 说，“我铺排好了，九十分钟，油压加肥皂按摩，咱俩一人一个。手艺好得很，松快得很，你准保喜欢。”

跟平常一样，我心里又犯嘀咕了，这一趟等着我的到底是什么。Arif 这家伙浑身是惊喜，可在这儿折腾了五天，天天塞满了花样百出的乐子，到这会儿，他提什么我都乐意接着。

开了大概二十分钟，到了条还算清静的街上，一溜铺面。大半关着门，要不就是空的。卷帘门破破烂烂拉下来遮着门口。这地方看着够破败的。我们停在一家铺子外头，上头挂着个旧招牌，黄霓虹灯写着“按摩”，有个 S 不亮，一闪一闪的。不知从哪冒出几个小孩，Arif 给了钱叫他们看车。完了我们进了那按摩铺子。

那小门面寒酸得很，就一个高柜台、两把椅子、矮桌上搁几本翻烂了的杂志。桌上还搁了盆蓝白两色的兰花，开着花。我们进去的时候柜台没人，没多会儿一扇门开了，进来一个挺帅的年轻巴基斯坦男人，招呼我们。Arif 拿乌尔都语跟他说了几句，那人叫我们坐下。他又从原路出去了，把门关上了。

过了五分钟，他又出来了，招手叫我们跟他走。我们顺着一条短走廊下去，他开了两扇门，是两间小更衣室，指了指凳子上搁的浴巾。跟着他就走了，让我们换衣裳。

我把衣服挂墙上的钩子上，拿浴巾一裹，坐在凳子上等着。没两分钟，就听见拖鞋啪嗒啪嗒拍地的声，有人过来了。门上敲了敲，还是那个年轻男人，叫我跟他走。他又敲了 Arif 那间门，Arif 也裹着浴巾出来了。

又往前走了几扇门，他敲了敲，里头有人应了一声。那年轻人冲我们笑了笑，开了门。里头是一间挺大的湿蒸房，灰板子从地面一直铺到快天花板。地上铺的也是灰瓷砖。屋里并排搁着两张白石按摩床，一个人身子那么长。那味儿就是按摩房里那种潮乎乎的味，混着香精油和肥皂的味儿。头顶是两根管的日光灯，还有个吊扇，开着小档懒洋洋地转。温度挺舒服，不冷也不热。

又一扇门开了，进来两个中年男人，拿着好几条叠好的浴巾，跟我们握了手。他们拿乌尔都语跟 Arif 说话，三个人都挺松快，一看就知道 Arif 早认得他们。

这俩家伙大概五十岁，没准还更老。只穿了条薄薄的宽松白裤子，刚过膝盖，头上缠着白头巾样式的帽子，脚上趿着拖鞋。两个人都精瘦，身板保持得不赖。其中一个左肋那片有老大一道好了的疤。两个人都毛扎扎的。一个蓄着浓密的大黑胡子，里头夹着几丝灰白；另一个那胡子更蓬，是棕色的。最打眼的是他们那对眼珠子，那股子凶巴巴的劲儿，比一般巴基斯坦男人的眼睛颜色淡些。

“Gul，”黑胡子那个指着自己说。又指指棕胡子那个，“Noor。”

Gul 比划叫我爬上按摩床。我还裹着浴巾想往上爬，他拽了拽浴巾，我这才明白他是叫我脱了。我把浴巾递给他，照他吩咐仰面躺上去了。我瞅见 Arif 也光着，在他那边仰面躺好了。

听见水管子和接水的动静。跟着 Gul 站到我边上，猛地把一大桶温水哗啦全浇在我身上。Noor 也照这样浇了 Arif。他们又浇了一回，完了又拿水管子把我们浑身上下冲了个遍。

Gul 拿出大海绵，打满肥皂，从我胸口开始，顺着往下一直搓到脚。那泡沫弄得人真他妈舒坦，像把一身灰全洗干净了。他这么弄了几分钟，又叫我翻过身趴着，还是老一套，温水浇，打肥皂，从后脖颈一直搓到脚趾头。

他又叫我翻过来仰面躺着，捡起一块打满肥皂的布，替我擦了脸，又在我头发上搓，一只手托起我脑袋，把后脑勺的头发也打了肥皂。从头到尾舒坦得要命。Arif 那边也是同等待遇，他躺在那闭着眼，脸上挂着笑，明摆着美得不行。

Gul 叫我站起来，拿水管子对着我可着劲地冲。水挺热乎，他一点一点叫我转着身，一直把身上肥皂全冲干净。完了他拿浴巾把我一裹，可着劲替我搓了上半身，再围好。他领我进了一间桑拿房，热得要死。Arif 没多会儿也进来了。

“觉着怎么样？”他说。

“真他妈受用，”我回他。

“你喜欢这俩按摩的不？”他问。

“挺帅的，”我说。他点了点头。

桑拿房热得闷人，我正觉得非出去不可了，Noor 就来了，招手叫我们跟他走。我那身上已经开始冒汗珠子了，顺着胸口往下淌。

他领我们回了按摩房，叫我们把浴巾脱了。叫我们重新仰面躺到床上。Gul 拿起一个大塑料瓶，往我胸口上挤了些。是种带点香料味儿的油，挺好闻，还是温乎的。跟着他拿两只手把它推开，抹遍了我身上每一寸地方，不够了再加油，一直把我从头到脚全抹遍了。他连我那根鸡巴和卵蛋都拿手抹了油。他摸上来那股劲，就是办正事的劲儿，不像是搞那档子事，可我从前碰见的按摩师，没一个这么弄过。一般他们最起码拿块布盖着那地方，手也躲着不碰。

跟着那十五分钟上下，他给我按得是真地道。舒服得我差点就睡过去了，手艺真绝了。我听见 Arif 在那边轻轻叹了口气。完了 Gul 比划叫我翻过身，在我后背也照样来了一遍，浑身抹了油再接着按。

他绕着床走，拿手在我身上耍着功夫。等他站到床头那边，弯下腰，从我脖子、肩膀顺着后背一直往下按到屁股的时候，我觉出自己那张脸正蹭着他那现在已经湿漉漉的裤子。那股劲，真是撩人。

他按了我的屁股蛋子，跟着我就觉出他拿手指头顺着两瓣中间滑下去。有那么几回，碰着我那屁眼和卵蛋，看着倒像是无意的，可跟着他那根手指头就弯了弯，刚刚勾进洞里，又飞快地出去了。有点刺激。完了他又来了一回，这回更深，还多待了那么一小下。我是真来了劲。等下一回他那裤子又蹭着我脸的时候，我就故意把脸往上贴得更紧了。每回我这么贴上去，就觉出来那底下有什么东西更硬了些。

再下一回他拿那根手指捅进我洞里的时候，我抬起头来看他。

“喜欢？”他说。我点了点头，他那根手指就留在我洞里没走，往里探了探。我往前一凑，隔着裤子舔了他。那里头那东西，明摆着大多了！

我朝 Arif 那边扫了一眼，他正瞅着我这边出了什么事，笑了笑。我也冲他笑了笑，瞧见 Noor 已经停了手不给他按了，正死死地盯着 Gul 跟我。

Gul 解了裤腰上的绳子，裤子一下滑到地上。他往前一凑，我整张脸忽然就全埋进他那蓬老大老大的屌毛里。他那根手指头在我洞里探得挺深。我一抬头，舔了他那根硬鸡巴上那颗大龟头。他把鸡巴往上一抬，塞进我嘴里。那东西挺粗，大概八寸半长。我开嘬。尝着有些前列腺液，甜丝丝的，挺好。

他把手指头从我屁眼里抽出去，手伸到我胸口底下，掐着我的奶头。他这么弄着的当口，我忽然觉着又有一根手指捅进我屁眼里。是 Noor。他开始一下下稳稳地操着我的屁眼，我这头一直没停嘬着 Gul 的鸡巴。我再朝 Arif 那边看的时候，他已经在他那张床上坐起来了，正瞅着，捋着自己那根硬鸡巴。

Gul 低下头来看我，那双眼，真他妈是骚得要了命。

“操？”他说。我点了点头，跟着就觉出 Noor 那根鸡巴立马顺着油滑进了我洞里。我没瞧见他那根东西，它往里进的时候也不知道有多大。等我觉着他那蓬屌毛跟卵蛋贴上了我的洞眼，我估摸着大概七寸半，粗细正好。我也觉出来它上头有颗大龟头，硬得跟石头一样，滚烫滚烫的。

Noor 操着我的时候我没停嘬着 Gul，大概五分钟以后，他就开操得挺狠了，卵蛋啪啪地拍在我屁股上。我听得见他喘得粗了，跟着他那根鸡巴就在我身子里一抽一抽死命地跳。他正往我里面卸他那泡货，滋味真他妈美。

Gul 又跟我说话了。“尿？”他说。这玩意儿也不是说特别能勾我的兴头，可我这边也没什么毛病。以前那些家伙提这要求的时候我也弄过，心里倒是怪痒痒的，想看看 Gul 跟 Noor 到底要怎么搞。

我点了点头，心里想着我这嘴怕是马上要灌满了。结果不是，我猛一下觉着屁股里被灌进来一股子水。Noor 他妈在往我屁眼里尿！他灌了不少，跟着拔出去，顺着我后背往上尿，一直尿到我两边肩胛骨中间。同一时候，我嘴里忽然灌满了 Gul 的尿。我没往下咽，由着它从我嘴里往外淌。除了股子死咸，没别的味。他又灌了我满满一嘴，跟着把鸡巴从我嘴里拔出去，尿在我脸上，又往我头顶上尿，跟 Noor 的尿在我后背上汇到一处了。

Noor 不尿了，Gul 比划叫我翻过身仰面躺着。他跟 Noor 换了个位置，Noor 到了床头那一头。他把我的腿朝后架起来，Gul 在床尾，把我往床边一拽，把他那根大鸡巴一竿子连卵蛋全捅进我里面，跟着就稳稳操开了。他那根鸡巴也有颗大龟头，捅得真他妈深。他操着的时候一声不出，拿那对眼死死盯着我。没耗多大工夫他就把那泡精射在我里面了，那泡货的量，觉着也不少。

他拔出去，跟 Arif 说了句话，Arif 就凑过来也操了我，把那泡货又烫又深地灌在我里面。他没拔出去，就那么死死盯着我，我就觉出来他也开始往我里头尿了。他一直尿到那东西顺着他那根鸡巴周遭全迸了出来。他拔出去，顺着我身子往上尿，一直尿到我脸上。我张开嘴，等他灌满了，他又把最后那点尿在我鸡巴跟卵蛋上。

完事 Gul 又灌了一大桶温水，哗啦全浇在我身上。他又灌了一桶水兑了些洗涤剂，拿海绵搓我的身子，那层油轻轻巧巧就下来了。他叫我翻过身，弄了后背。又叫我站起来，弯下腰。他拿了个小塑料注水器，灌满肥皂水，插进我屁眼里，把那泡精和尿冲出来。完了又往我身上浇温水。这当口 Noor 也在那头给 Arif 洗那层油了。

Gul 递给我一瓶洗发水，我揉出沫子来，他又往我身上浇了水，跟着又拿水管子冲我。我这辈子怕是没那么干净过！他拿浴巾替我擦干了，跟着张开胳膊给我来了个死紧的熊抱。他这人，真是帅得要命。他那对眼珠子，还有他操我的时候那么死死盯着我那股劲儿，我到死也忘不了。

我们道了别，出了门上车。我有点意外，没人跟我们开口要钱。“我在网上付过了，”Arif 说，“算是我送你的礼。”

他开着车送我回了酒店，说明天上午十一点再来接我。

“明天是最后一天了，”他说，看着有点丧气。“我跟你打包票，一定叫你过得特别。”跟着他就开走了。

待续……

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