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Saturday 31 December 2011

Chapter 2 - PATTANS AND BISEXUALITY

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PATTANS AND BISEXUALITY


When I started searching in the internet, I found out that most of the adult websites are banned in this country. Not only adult websites, everything related to sex, including YouTube videos. Sometime you can’t even find information about “STD”s! But Orkut, a social network site which I was using in India was available. So I started searching guys in the site. I wanted to meet an Arab guy. Surprisingly, no Arab guys! Most of Orkut users were Indians and Pakistanis. Still I was happy to see lots of like minded guys very nearby. In the village, people were miles away to meet.

I chatted with a Malaysian guy who said he has an Australian boyfriend.

Since I moved to the city from a very village of south India, I saw it very silly and shallow to imagine two guys as boyfriends. ‘Gays just do sex, don’t they?’ Do they Fall in love and exchange roses? Do they put romantic songs in the CD and look in each other’s eyes? I couldn’t digest it totally.

 I also found a very handsome Pakistani Pattan Altaf Awan in the site. He was living in Ras Al Khaima, one hour drive from Dubai. While chatting, I made sure that he is TOP and I told him that I am BOTTOM, which are two special categories in gay society. Also there is a third category called versatile, they are like politicians, they can change their skin anytime they want. Fuck or get fucked, they are fine with it. After exchanging lots of pictures, I made sure that he is sexually my type, plus he is bisexual. I don’t know why I always find straight or bisexual guys sexier than gays.
         
One weekend Altaf decided to come to Dubai to meet me. He said he will be staying with his friend, so I can go with him pretending as his colleague. I met him at Burdubai bus station. It was clean but crowded as usual with Indians, Pakistani and Filipinos. It’s hard to find any other nationality in that area. I saw him walking towards me from far. He was sexier than his pictures; He was wearing a light cream Shalwar Kameez, more than 6’ tall, taller than I picturised. His hands were big and rough, Broad shoulder and chest, manlier than I imagined. He had a thick but short beard, thick eyebrows and a small scar on the forehead next to the left eye. He combed his light black hair backwards. His body was propotional to his height. He did not have flat belly but was a healthy one. He was heavily tanned on the face as if he was in the sun all day. He was not gorgeous, but he was sexy. I couldn’t wait to roll all over him.

“I will tell my friend that you were my colleague in RAK and moved to Dubai recently. So be normal and cool” Altaf advised me.

“What if he asks too many questions?”

“No, he won’t ask, he is not very good in English, and you are bad in Hindi” he simplified the situation.

The flat was in the deep area of Satwa. Most of the Pakistanis live in Satwa. After getting down the taxi we walked through the dark narrow streets between the buildings in Satwa. Lots of Pakistani men walked by. I did not see any women or girl in that area. We did not talk much. The flat was in 3rd floor of an old building. There was no lift, and the stairs were dirty. Altaf’s Friend had one bedroom with an extra bed in the living room. It was neat and clean as his wife just left after 2 months visiting in Dubai. And he will be moving out with friend’s end of the month. His friend was in his 30s too. But he was little fat with an obvious belly, and he did not have Altaf’s charm in the face.

But the thing that surprised me was that Altaf’s friend who is also Pattan and married, didn’t find it unusual, that me and Altaf are going to sleep on the same bed. Altaf is in his late 30s and I am in my early 20s. It was so obvious that we stay there just for sex. But somehow he didn’t care. Then I understood that, not only Emiratis but also Pattans are OK with fucking guys once in a while if they can’t find a pussy. No one will label you as gay if you fuck a guy; it is just matter of horniness.

 At night, I was little nervous to do in the living room as his friend can come out and see, but Altaf didn’t care at all. As soon as we get in to the bed he started hugging and kissing me. His Palms were so rough to make scar on my body. And I felt all his weight over me and felt his manhood raising in fraction of seconds. His chest was incredibly hairy and it went on even till down. He did not have a very big tool as they say about Pattans. But it was decent and strong. After some kissing hugging and other foreplays he wanted to fuck me. I mean anal. As a village bottom, I never got fucked in my “back”. It was always between my legs. Though I liked him so much, I was scared of pain. He forced me in the beginning and then gave up. Then I made him happy with a blow job at night and another one in the early morning.

One of my friends Simo, a cute Moroccan guy (best thing about Dubai is that you can make friends from different countries. but only in gay society. I have never seen my straight cousins or friends hanging out with any other nationality friends other than Pakistanis. Neither had I had straight friends from other nationalities.
Back to Simo; He had a crush on Pattans. He finds them the sexiest in Dubai. 80% of Taxi drivers, Truck drivers, loading unloading workers or other types of heavy workers are Pattans. As per Simo, Pattans are easily available, attainable and at the same time sexier. His routine was very simple. Pick a taxi with a sexy driver, ask him about his sex life in Dubai, (Since they are working class, they can’t afford to bring their family or to have a girl-friend; their sex life is almost zero. so they are always ready to fuck a smooth hole – Simo knows this very well). His conversation normally goes like this.

“How is Dubai? How long have you been in Dubai?”
“4 years”
“Did you like here?”
“Its okay, can send money to family”
“So how is sex, any girl friend?”
“No girl friend, but some time I get Filipinos in the taxi”
“Girl or boy?”
“hahaha, Both”
“So Where do u fuck them”
“No, fucking, they suck in the car”
“Aha, I heard, Pakistanis have big cock, do you?”
“Yes” he adjusts his cock.
“Can I see yours?” Simo touches without any hesitation, until it become fully erected and plays with it.
“I am alone in my room if you want to come”
Taxi driver is little scared but can’t resist the cute red lips of Simo.
Simo lives in Barsha. There is a security guard at the reception area of his building. So he takes the taxi driver to the parking area through back end of the building and takes the lift from there.
At home, Simo makes him take a shower and the Pattan is clean, hard and ready. One drawback is that  they would only fuck. They neither suck, hug nor kiss. They just undress, and stick their nice and big cock (Which they are famous for in Dubai) in your mouth or ass; However Simo doesn’t care as he is more in to cocks than romance.

Altaf asked me to stay over one more night. But I didn’t want to because deep inside I was little ashamed in front of his friend. I merely promised him the fuck next time we meet.

Disclaimer - The pictures are just for the purpose of entertainment. It has nothing to do with the actual incidents.

Thursday 29 December 2011

Chapter 1 - EMIRATI MEN

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EMIRATI MEN



First day in the city, Dubai Airport Terminal 1 was vast, clean, neat and well organised compared to Calicut International Airport. It smelled different, mix of Air freshner, Perfume, oud and other things I never could differentiate. The things my uncle’s and brother brought home from Dubai had the same smell as I remember. It was also exciting to see all those good looking Emirati Men at the airport. Pure white kandhura, Red / white gatara (Emirati head dress), beautifully trimmed/laser removed beard. Though Kandhura is a centuries old traditional dress, it has a power and sexiness to outcast an Armani suit or a Gucci designer wear. May be it is the attitude those men carry? Or their sexy typical beard making the dress complete?

After 3 years of experience I found out that no matter straight or gay; Most of Emirati Men are ready to fuck boys.

In India a straight guy would never open his mouth to reveal the deadly truth that he fucked a guy. But emarati men are ok to go with their best friend to fuck a boy; on a horny day. In fact some of them like to have group sex. Even if married, some Emirati men would get a smooth, sweet Filipino guy or a sexy blue eyed Lebanese boy at their farm house or a 5star Hotel over a Shisha and few drinks and enjoy a weekend away from his wife or wives and kids. They have money, power and sexiness.


I was told by my Pakistani friend Zahid that he was obsessed with Emirati men in kandhura, Ray-Ban sunglass and their 4 wheelers. So he chatted with an Emirati in a social networking site Hi5. Hi5 is the social network most of the Emirati men use. He went to meet him at Deira city centre. A sexy Emirati in his 30s, white Kandhura, white gatara, sunglass, beautifully trimmed beard and a white Land Cruiser ( typical Emarati’s car); picture perfect. They both liked each other and decided to take the next step. In Dubai next step is SEX (isn’t that the case for gays all over the world?). There are only few questions on a date in gay world in Dubai. Top or bottom? Age and Nationality? Do you have a place? After ticking those four columns, you are ready for fuck. Fortunately the local had a place (Most of Emirati men don’t have a place for sex since they live with their family). It was his vacation farm house in Dubai outskirts.

During the process of undressing Zahid noticed that what you see is not what you get. He removed his sunglass first, and then the head dress gatara, after removing the Kandhura and inner wears, all the hidden secrets were revealed. Kandhura is not only sexy but it has a magic power to hide all the fat on your body. Zahid couldn’t believe his eyes. He got man boobs and a fleshy belly. Zahid couldn’t leave as it was too late. He somehow finished the “job” and escaped. At that point of time Zahid decided to meet Emiratis only after seeing their body pictures.

That doesn’t mean all locals are fat. The new generation really care about their body, also there is old generation with naturally beautiful body. But no matter how their body is; they have royal charm in their face. 

When I was in the queue for my ‘eye scan’ at the airport arrivals, a bundle of people just arrived to the airport. Most of the men were tall and built with brownish hair and stubble. Their facial features were firm and large. They walked through the airport as if they owned it.

“Where are they from?” I asked a guy next to me.

“Egypt I think” He guessed.  

Yes, they were Misrees (Egyptians in Arabic) from the land of the Pyramids. It was clear from their body and body language that they can still build a pyramid without any new technology, that they did 1000s of years back.

If Emirati men have royal beauty, Egyptian men have raw beauty. They look like hard working Arabs.

There were 5 lines for the visa stamping. Though each line was longer than the other, as 30% of UAE population is Indians. I chose the better looking guy counter. First time, I did not feel bored in a queue as my eyes were busy. Minutes passed as seconds and my turn came to meet the Emirati officer on the counter.

“Your Visit Visa?” The man on the counter stared at me.

His Husky and sexy voice with a loud Arab Accent nudged me. I had given only my passport. My visit visa is still in my hand! I was busy noticing his beard and sexy hairy hands.  That were the only parts I could see. He was fair with big beautiful eyes but not feminine at all. I wished I had seen his whole body and was imagining how it would look like.

“Here” I tried to smile at him. But he didn’t notice. He stamped the passport and looked at me. He must have felt that I am staring at his boastful beauty. Then he stamped my visit visa and gave it back.

On the aisle of the Airport I saw a lot of guys from different ethnicities. I realised then that Dubai is filled with the most handsome guys from different part of the world.