real story

I am 26 years Indian guy working in Kuwait. I came here when I was 21. Today I want to share my 100% real story, hope u ppl will like it.Mai kuwait aaya tab 21 saal ka tha, normal built-weight- height, clean smooth face, tanned color, 21 saal ka hone ke bawjood puri body n armpits (axcept legs) naturally smooth tthe legs per thode thode hallke baal tthe, brown eyes-black hair- chest bilkul smooth, nipples light brown color n thoda sa chubby hone ke kaaran boobs thode bahar nikle hue tthe, butts to aise ki bathroom mai glass ke saamne aa ke dekhu to khud ki nazar lag jaye tight n big I can say in a very good shape, mujhe shuru se hi chalne ki bahut aadat thi India mai bhi bahut chalta tha jiske karan meri body fit thi.Gay feelings to start se hii thi jab se sochna samajhna shuru kiya tab se. well kuwait aane ke baad job ki talaash shuru ki, ek company se interview ke liye call aaya, mai formal paint shirt n tie laga kar gaya mujhe tights pasand hai shirt aur paint dono tight feeting ke tthe, low waist ki paint hone ke kaaran butts ka shape mast lag raha tha. maine dekha puri office Arab handsome mardo se bhari padi this ek se badh kar ek Arab studs. secretry ne kaha manager under bula rahe hai, mai door knock karke under gaya32 saal ka ek bharpur Arab handsome mard black color ka suit pehne alishaan bade se room mai bettha ttha, Lebanony ttha, gora rang, saaf suthra chehra trimmed frech cut beard, rang gora hone ki wajah se usake chehre ki daadhi ka ek ek baal geene ja sakte the bikul set ki hue french cut beard, baalo mai GEL laga ke lambe baalo ko pecche feka hua tha cchepke hue wet look baal, aankho ka color blue aur eyelashes bilkul clear n ek ek baal khula hua nasheelii aankhe tthi usaki, choda seena muscular fit gym body , haatho ke baal dekhne se pata chalta tha ki usake seene per kaise baal honge I can say he was looking like the God of greece 100% male, uper wale ne kuch kami nahi chodii tthi usame usake jism aur chehre ki ek ek ccheez ko cchun cchun ke liya ttha kahi koi defect nahi koi minus point nahi , itna zabardast perfume lagay tha ki poora room mehak raha tha maine jab usase haath milaya to oh my god kadak or mazboot haath bilkul tight usako dekha to bus deemag mai ek hi baat aayi ki kash aj isake jism ki khushboo lene ka mauka mil jaye, kher jab thodi bahut formality ke baad woh meri CV dekh raha tha to meri nazar bus usake haatho per thi cot ki aastin thodi uper khisak kar usake hairy gore haatho ki numaeesh kar rahe tthe mazboot moti kalaii per usane mehangee bade model ki watch pehnii thi silver color ki jisase usake gore hairy haath aur handsome lag rahe tthe, lebanony log itne hi handsome hote hai, usake bethe rehne ke karan usake pet ke necche ka hissa dekh nahi saka tha lekin sure ttha ki perfect hi hoga, tabhi jaise uper wale ne meri sun lee thi usake room ke dusre corner per FAX machine bajne laga woh mujhe "Excuse me there is a urgent FAX" keh kar uth gaya jaise hi uttha meri nazar usake baki hisse per gayi jaha abhi tak mai nahi dekh paya tha, tight healthy jhaango ke becch ubhara hua hissa bayan kar raha tha ki yeh ek lebanony hunk hai, jab woh fax ke paas khada tha maine kuch hi palo mai usako pura scan kar diya, lamba cchoda mard fit body I can say perfect fit body muscular baahe, V shape seena jhaango per muscles ki duniya woh meri taraf peeth karke khada tha butts dekh kar mera gurur khatam hua, muscle se bharpoor usane meri tarah tight paint low waist ki pehni thi jisase usake underwear ke V shape cuts saaf dikh rahe the actually he was a GYM CRAZ MEN. Waise bhi kuwait mai arab logo mai gym ka fashion bana hua hai. pehli baar aise jawan handsome arab ko dekh kar to mai jaise paagal hi ho gaya isiliye jab woh mud kar apne chair ki taraf aaya meri nazar usake paint ke ubhare hisse per hi tthi, maine jaise taise khud ko sambhala aur interview per dhyaan diya kuch sawaal jawaab ke baad usane mujhe kaha ki mujhe ek final interviw ke liye phir aana padega agar usake chairmen ne mujhe select kiya to. Maine usase phir haath mila ke ok thank you bye bye keh kar us mast mard ko akela room mai chod kar nikal aya.ghar per bus usee ka khayaal pura din aise hi nikla next day phir se job ki talaash shuru, aise hi teen din guzar gaye wednesday ko ek unknown number ka call aaya ek arabi ladki sheran ne kaha ki mujhe thursday ko phir se manager se milna hai final interview ke liye, mai khushi se jhoom uttha job se zayada to us lebanony ko dekhne ki khushi,next day phir se saj dhaj k formal kapado ke saath tie laga kar pahunch gaya on time. it was thursday - half day in kuwait sabhi log waha casual kapdo mai tthe jeans t-shirt, mai hi ek akela unse alag lag raha tha, secretry ne waiting room mai bithaya boli manager abhi aaye nahi hai thursday ko woh late hi aate hai.. mera dil jor jor se dhadak raha ttha soch raha ttha aaj mere mann ki haalat kya hogi kya pata. mai waha 12 baje gaya ttha intezaar karte karte dopahar ke 1:30 baj gaye mai baar baar apni ghadi dekh raha tha mujhse us Arab mard ko dekhne ka intezaar bardasht nahi ho raha tha, tabhi darwaze per manager ki entry huee yaaro kaise bayan karu maine jo dekha woh, kehte hai "First Impession is Last Impression" lekin us din yeh galat saabit hua bcoz usaka to second Impression aisa tha ki bas, usane tight blue color ki low waist jeans pehni thi or us per white color ki sleevless skin tight t-shirt , ab to usaka aadhe se zyaada zism dikh raha ttha, usake jism ki ek ek muscle apna interview khud b khud de rahii tthi lund ke jagah per accha khaasa ubhaar dikh raha ttha, gora mard white t shirt mai zism halke kaali color ke baalo se bhara, aur uper se sleevless jisase usake pure ke pure gore hairy muscle tight haath dikh rahe the, wohee saaf suthra trimmed frech cut chehra gel laga ke baalo ko chhepka ke pecche kiya hua tha usake kandho se haatho ka joint aise lag raha tha jaise kisi ne cchoti cchoti bol rakhi ho ek tight line dikh rahi thi jaise zabardasti kandho se haatho ko mazbooti se cchipkaya hua ho, coler less t-shirt hone se gori aur bhari bhari healthy gardan se halke halke short seene ke baal bahar aate dikh rahe tthe jisase mujhe yakeen ho gaya ki he is a hairy chested guy, jab use pehli baar dekha tha to wo official kapdo mai lipta hua tha is baar usake jism ka ek ek hissa dikh raha ttha usaki cchodi cchati do hisso mai bati huee tthi usake dono nipples ke neecche ke dono U cuts saaf saaf dikh rahe the usake haath gardan chehra sub ek color ka bikul gora kahi pe koi nishaan nahii koi streches nahimujhe hi hello keh kar apne room mai le gaya, under jaate hi ek masti bhari perfunme ki khushboo ne mujhe behaal kar diya , usako dekh dekh kar ek hi baat dimaag mai aa rahi ki bhaad mai jaaye naukri aj to isaka lund choos hi leta hoo baad mai jo hoga dekha jayega, usane mujhe batay ki chairmen ne mera resume accept kiya aur aaj mujhe thoda practical karke usako batana hai taki woh mujhe final remarks dekar appoint kar le maine sehmati jatayee tabhi darwaze per knock karke secretry under aaye aur boli ki aaj half day hai sub log ja rahe hai , farrash (teaboy) yahii per hai aur manager ki permission lekar chali gaye maine ghadi mai dekha 2 baj rahe the maine soccha kaash aaj isake sath kuch aisa ho jaye jo mujhe zindagi bhar yaad rahe, ek pal mere deemag mai bahut saari shetaniyat aaye, bahut ideas aaye lekin darr gaya arab country hai arab mard hai yaha to pata nahi kya ho jaaye, ek pal mai kahi badnaami ka kalank lekar waapas apne desh aana pada to apne logo se kya kahunga aisee baate to aag ki tarah failati hai isliye maine in sub khayalo ko apne deemag se niklana hi ucchit samjha, usaka naam mohammed swidan tha, usane mujhe apni seat per bethne ko bola aur kuch accounts ki files open ki aur test lene laga, mushkeel se 20 minute hue the ki farrash under aaya or bola ki kuch chahiye to ruke warna jaye, swidan ne mujhe kuch lene ko bola maine sirf paani manga budha farrash pani dekar woh bhi manager ki permission lekar chala gaya, manager ne usake peeche peeche jakar main darwaze ka lock kar diya, ab pure office mai sirf hum dono tthe mujhe aisa lag raha tha jaise step by step sub kuch mai jaisa chahta hu waisa hi ho raha hai kya aaj mai cchud jaunga? kya woh pehal karega? ya mujhe hi use ishara karna padega? isii tarah ke kaee bebuniyaad sawaal mere mann mai chal rahe the. swidan lock karke wapas aya aur usakii coffee ka mug utha ke room ke under chakkar laga raha tha maine usako bula kar kaha ki ek file password maang rahi hai woh mere nazdeek jaise hi aaya maine thoda side hone ki koshish ki jisase woh barabar dekh sake lekin is chakkar mai use kursii ki halki si tthokar lagi aur usake hath se coffee cchalak kar mere shirt or keyboeard ke uper gir gaye,mai hadbada ker jaldi se uttha usane coffee ka mug side per rakha aur hum dono ek dusare ko sorry bolte hue table per padi cchezo ko side karne lage mere shirt ki taraf dekh kar usane mujhe phir se sorry kaha aur washroom ki taraf ishara karte hue kaha main use kar sakta huu usake room mai hi usaka personnal bathroom tha mai fauran gaya dekha ki pure shirt per coffee tthi white shirt bilkul ganda ho gaya ttha maine thode se paani se saaf kiya tabhi dimaag mai ek harqat huee ek zabardast plan sujhaato be continued... ......