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.