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This story involves watersports and scat, so don't read if that doesn't interest you!
Kathmandu Threesome
Based on a true story
I was 22 at the time, and I was visiting Nepal for a month with my university to do some volunteer work in a remote village. Before we travelled to the village, however, we had a few nights to spend in the capital city, Kathmandu. Seeing as most of us on the trip were around my age, of course we only had one main thing on our minds that first evening - going out to see the night life.
I must admit that the nightlife in Kathmandu leaves a lot to be desired. That's not to say that it isn't fun at all, because it is great... It's just not quite the party centre that some of my friends must have been hoping for. One by one they started to drop off, realising that they'd rather be sleeping off the alcohol by that point, so that they could visit the tourist attractions tomorrow.
Personally, having never even left Europe in the past, I was up for a bit more than they were, so I decided to check out another bar by myself, and see if I could make some friends. It was at this new bar that I was approached by a handsome guy, around about my height, maybe a little older, who told me that he wanted to practice his English.
"We learn English in school, but we never have the chance to speak to native speakers" he told me. "I would love for you to have a conversation with me!"
I was about 5 beers down by this point, feeling a bit merry, and there was something about this guy that I just couldn't take my eyes off. He had beautiful dark brown skin and stunning eyes, and his shirt was unbuttoned down to the middle of his chest, so I could see a healthy bed of hair underneath. His accent was dreamy and was practically luring me into a trance.
"I would love to help you practice" I answered, "but I might not be the best option, since I have already drunk quite a bit!"
"Don't worry about it" he replied. "You make up for it with your cuteness."
I was in the middle of taking a sip of my beer when I swallowed some down the wrong way and coughed it back up. Was this guy hitting on me?! I'd never really been chatted up in a bar before. What was I supposed to do? Do I need to use a pick up line? How does this work?!
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you" He said, seeing I was flustered, and probably a little taken aback by my sudden inability to drink. "It's just not every day that a boy likes you comes into a place like this."
"An opportunity like what?" I replied, curiously.
"Well... You're an English speaker, you're cute, and... I can tell that you're into me by the way you keep staring at my chest." Fuck. He noticed. Seems as though I might be a little drunker than I thought.
But really... He called me cute, again? I had never really considered myself to be that cute... Sure, I wasn't really ugly by anyone's standards. I was quite slim, had medium length black hair that fell to the side, and my last boyfriend had always said I had a `cute button nose', whatever that meant. Honestly, I think my biggest selling point had always been the size of my cock. I always had guys comment on it whenever I got it out and I loved that feeling... But that's not exactly something that this handsome guy would be commenting on. Is it?
Shit. Why am I thinking about my cock.
"Thanks..!" I laughed. "I can't believe you noticed. You're a pretty handsome guy yourself. And your English is great, by the way..."
"Yeah, I know." He laughed back, sweetly. "I mostly used that as an excuse to come and talk to you."
I giggled a little. "Well it worked!"
We chatted for a little while about where we were from, what we were doing in life, and other things. I told him about why I was in Nepal, he told me about what he does - he works at the local university as a trainee lecturer. Smart and handsome. Feel like I hit the jackpot. He tells me that his name is Sudip, and I tell him mine. Honestly, he just seems like a really nice guy.
"I want to make sure you have the best introduction to Nepal." He said, and I asked him what he meant. "Well... Do you have any specific... Fantasies? I could help you make them reality."
Damn. That was a difficult question. Of course I had some fantasies, dirty, disgusting things that I only gave myself time for when I was alone in my bedroom late at night. The sorts of things that I had never really told anyone about before. Would I be able to confide those sorts of things in him..?
"Uhh.... I'm not sure!" I replied, nervously.
"Come on, surely you must have some." He probed. "You could tell me literally anything, and I wouldn't judge you. I just want to make sure you have a good time."
The music in the bar was getting louder at this point, probably as it transitioned into more of a club scene as people started to get drunker. I tried to put him off the fantasy talk again, but he couldn't hear what I was saying.
"I live close to here, do you want to come back to my place?" He asked.
"Yeah, sure!" I replied, feeling myself lose my inhibitions in the moment and fully give in to the situation. Fuck it, I thought. I'm only here for a few days. When else will I ever get this chance? I know my momma told me not to go home with strangers, but.... Something about him just feels warm and safe.
On the way home we chatted about some other things, and the walk was quite short. As soon as we reached what I assume is his place, he turned to me and dropped a bit of a bombshell. "Oh, by the way... My friend is staying with me for the moment. I hope that's okay."
"Uhh... Does he know that you..." I started, worried that we were going to have to keep quiet if we get down to anything.
"Yes, absolutely." He replied instantly, knowing exactly what I was asking. "In fact, sometimes we fool around together."
My heart started beating rapidly. What was I getting myself into? Am I out of my depth?
I walk into the apartment and straight away I'm hit by the smell of stale bong water. It oddly makes me feel a bit nostalgic, reminding me of some of my friends' houses back home. In the living room is a tall guy in a white tank top and joggers, with the most beautiful toned ass cheeks... He must work out. I manage to stop myself from staring too much as he turns around and reveals himself. His name is Kamal. He's half Chinese, half Nepalese, and he is one of the most beautiful people I have ever seen... His English is much worse than Sudip's but we can still manage a good conversation.
Sudip grabs me a beer from the fridge and tells me to make myself at home, which is difficult since I feel completely out of place, in a foreign country, with two beautiful strangers. But I try my best. We sit down on the couch, Sudip brings over some beers, and Kamal asks if I want to take a hit from the bong, to which I say... yes?!
Honestly, I'm surprised by my answer. A lot of my friends smoke a lot of weed at home, but I don't do it as much as I used to. In this moment, however, I feel like I would be rude to turn it down. So I accept. It hits me like a fucking train and I lie in the couch while Sudip turns on Takeshi's Castle.
I'm not even sure how long I was sat in between the two of them, desperately trying to focus on Takeshi's Castle while taking tiny sips of beer but finding it impossible to take my mind off of having sex with these two beautiful men... When Kamal lightly picks up my hand and directs it towards his crotch. I slowly glide my hand over his muscular thigh and start stroking the outline of his hard cock through his joggers. Fuck. Joggers are so fucking hot. And he is so fucking hard.
I keep lightly stroking the length of his member, and I can hear his breathing get a little deeper each time. All of us still have our eyes fixed on the TV but I glance to the side slightly, just in time to see Kamal tuck his hands underneath the waistband of his bottoms and start to pull them down. Luckily for me, he's not wearing any underwear, so as his dick springs free I grab it with my hand and start to give it some more attention. At this point, he starts to tilt his head back and roll his eyes a bit as he takes in the pleasure just from my touch. I'm sure he's probably a lot more horny because of the weed, but I'm happy that I can make him feel that good just with my hand.
We stay like this for a little while, as Sudip is still fixated on Takeshi's Castle. Then, as if it was so natural to him, Kamal slowly reaches his hand behind my head and guides me down towards his crotch. At this point, I'm able to take in the full sight of his beautiful throbbing cock. It's not the biggest I've seen, but it's thick and meaty, with a long foreskin that glides up and down as I move my hand to reveal the light brown head underneath, glistening with a bit of precum. Still feeling quite buzzed from the weed I take no time with foreplay and I hungrily guide him into my mouth, struggling a little with the thickness in the back of my mouth but eventually taking most of the shaft into my throat. Kamal gasps as I don't think he was expecting me to go so far so quickly, but I'm a bit blinded by my horniness and I begin to bob up and down on his cock, desperate to fit as much of it as I can into my mouth.
Finally drawing his attention away from the TV, I can feel Sudip's hands probing around my ass as I'm bent over servicing his friend. He starts gently caressing my ass cheeks through my shorts, so I reach down to undo my belt and give him further access. He takes the invitation and slowly guides his left hand in between my underwear and my bare ass, feeling the length of my crack and stopping in the middle to tickle my hole. I feel like I must be very sweaty down there from the day's activities, but he doesn't seem to mind. With his right hand he pulls down my shorts and I shuffle on the sofa a little to give him better access. All the while Kamal is moaning in ecstasy as I swallow his cock whole. I've always loved deepthroating since I started sucking cock, so I make it my challenge every time to get a guy's cock as far down my throat as it will go, and this time is no exception. His cock is bent slightly towards me which makes it the perfect shape to slide in and out of my gullet with ease. Damn I'm so good at this. I hope.
Sudip grabs my hips and picks me up to position my ass until I'm up and on my knees, bending over with my mouth on his friend's cock, and with my ass in the air, facing him. This is when I realise that I'm actually a really terrible bottom - I haven't douched or anything. Even less, I don't think I took a shit at all today. I panic a little, dropping Kamal's dick out of my mouth with an audible plop, and I turn to Sudip. "Wait... We can't..."
"What do you mean?" He said. "Have you done this before?" He sticks his index finger in his mouth to wet it.
"Yes..." I reply, a little nervously. To be quite honest, I'm still very new to the whole bottoming game, but I also fucking love it, and can't think of anything better right now. "But I might be... Dirty... Down there"
"Dirty... How?" Sudip replies, obviously a little confused. He seems unperturbed by my comments and continues to probe my ass crack with his wet finger, searching for my hole.
"I mean I haven't... Been to the toilet today!" I say, embarrassed to let them know what feels like a private matter.
Sudip finds my asshole with his finger and starts to gently push it in. "Don't worry about that, cutie. Let me deal with it." He pushes his finger completely inside me and I instantly remember what he was saying earlier about wanting to realize my fantasies. Well.... A lot of my fantasies do actually involve toilet play, but I wasn't in any place to tell him about that yet. Did he somehow know? Is this his way of helping me with that? I've never actually done anything like that with anyone before, so I feel a bit nervous, but then I focus on the sensation of him probing his finger inside me, and it feels incredible.
I give in to the lust and submit to him completely as I push my head into the couch and let out a long, deep moan. Kamal suddenly lifts my face back up and kisses me passionately on the mouth, pushing his tongue inside. Both of these beautiful men are inside me, exploring me, and it feels amazing. As soon as I feel like I could get lost in this feeling, I am released by Kamal, as he gets up onto his knees, and replaces his tongue with his cock, still wet with my spit and his precum. Once again, driven by lust, I trace the length of his member several times with my tongue, hungrily licking every inch of his beautiful meat, before I head down to his sweaty balls and sniff in his funk. Fuck me, that's good... It smells like he hasn't showered in a while.
As I am lapping away at Kamal's ballsack, breathing in his beautiful man smell, I can feel Sudip behind me unbuckling his belt and pulling down his trousers. He spreads my cheeks apart and spits on my hole, rubbing it into me with his thumb, before he positions the head of his cock between my crack and slaps it on me a few times. There is nothing I want more in this world than this beautiful Nepali man to fuck me right now, potentially with a load of my shit still inside me. Kamal pulls me away from his balls and positions his cock at my lips again, and as I go to take it in my mouth, Sudip pushes himself inside. The two boys enter me from either end, and my entire body goes weak with pleasure... I am no longer myself - driven by these incredible sensations, I feel like my sole purpose here is to service these two amazing cocks. And service them I will.
"Fuck yeah" Sudip moans, as he gently slides himself in and out of me. I haven't bottomed in a while so it hurts a little to start, but Sudip is being surprisingly cautious - he's in charge of the situation, but he's still easing me in. I focus on taking Kamal deeper into mouth and slowly the pain fades away.
"You like that, white boy?" Sudip asks as his thrusts begin to gain momentum. I just grunt in approval as I'm locked into place between the two of them, unable to talk or really move, and not really wanting to anyway. I've never been properly spit roasted before but I love how I feel basically trapped between the two of them like this. Their two cocks penetrate me from either end and I'm just kneeling here on the sofa taking it. And I feel like I'm taking it like a champ... But maybe that's just the weed.
"Oh, you're a dirty little boy, aren't you!" As he says this he slaps my ass cheek and I let out a long, deep moan. I'm so driven by lust that I almost forget where I am for a second, before I start to smell the distinctive odor of my shit. For a moment I panic, but then I remember what Sudip said earlier. Now, instead of repulsing me, the thought that he could be plowing into my shit filled ass just turns me on even more, fueling my sick fantasy.
Sudip says something to Kamal in Nepalese and they both laugh. For some reason, this turns me on even more. I'm no longer a guest in their home, I'm just a slut with two holes to be used at their will. The smell of shit gets stronger and I breathe in deeply through my nose as I continue to bob up and down on Kamal's meaty rod. I'm not sure if we stayed like this for 5 minutes or 5 hours but I just focused on the pleasure of all these new sensations until I heard Sudip say something more to Kamal in Nepalese. This is when he finally pushed me off of his cock with a wet squelching sound as he pulls out of me, and Kamal gasps in shock. He too pulls his dick out of me, and he pushes me to the side as he makes his way over to Sudip.
I try to stand up quickly as my legs wobble from the pleasure I just received, out of breath, my throat burning slightly and my ass hole feeling so wide and open... I turn around and see Sudip kneeling on the sofa with his rock hard dick pointing out, completely coated in a mass of what must be my shit. There's also brown all in his pubes and across his hips, I assume from where he was pulling it out of me for the past while. I've never seen a more beautiful sight, but I still feel a tinge of guilt and embarrassment that I caused all this mess. It's usually something that's so taboo... Something to be ashamed of. And here was a complete stranger (a really fucking handsome one at that, with a beautiful cock) standing there covered in my shit. I tried to look away but I couldn't.
I must say, I really didn't expect what was going to happen next. I thought that he would run to the shower or something, but as Sudip knelt there with his manhood jutting out of him, Kamal leaned over and started smelling it - or should I say, sniffing at the shit that I left there. I was in shock. Is this normal? Do guys here usually do this?? I watched with bated breath since I couldn't figure out how to move, and slowly Kamal stuck out his tongue and licked along the length of Sudip's dick.
Sudip moaned loudly as Kamal's tongue worked its way up and down the length of his dick, slowly yet eagerly lapping up little bits off my shit. Sudip starting rubbing his nipples and leaned back, jutting out his hips further as if giving more access to Kamal. Kamal took this as a sign and eventually started taking Sudip's dick in his mouth, dribbling out brown liquid as my shit mixed with his spit in his mouth. He moaned into Sudip's cock as he swallowed it down to the base, pulling off only to chew the clumps of shit that he had cleaned off of it. Sudip looked me in the eyes as Kamal returned to his cock, hungrily cleaning it of all the little gifts that I had left attached. I watched him back in amazement, more turned on than I think I have ever been in my life. "Don't you want to try?" Sudip asked me, and without thinking, I nodded furiously.
I moved towards him slowly and he reached out his hand to my head, pushing me down towards his dick. Just moments ago it had been thoroughly plowing my ass, now I got to see it up close. My heart was beating out of my chest as I moved my face within inches of Kamal's. "Make sure you share now, brother." Sudip said to Kamal, as Kamal lifted off of his dick to allow me a better view. Sudip's dick was beautiful - very girthy and veiny, with a tight foreskin that showed off his brown cock head underneath, as well as specks of shit that had gotten trapped. "Don't be afraid..." Sudip said, and Kamal gestured over to the cock head with his eyes.
Slowly I stuck out my tongue and started licking at his incredible dick. Fuck me. Was I actually doing this? Was this happening? I had tasted my own shit out of intrigue in the past, but... I had never once imagined I would taste it off of someone else's cock. I licked up and down the shaft gently, so as not to dislodge anything. "Try harder." Sudip said, gently reaching his hands around the back of my head and pushing me down onto his cock. As he pushed, he entered through my lips tightly and it pushed back his foreskin, revealing his shit covered cock head in my mouth. I felt the gritty texture of my shit as clumps fell off into my mouth, and a sort of salty, metallic taste that went with it. Not wanting to disappoint my beautiful hosts, I pushed further, as the shit in my mouth mixed with my spit and started pushing out from my cheeks.
As Sudip's dick hit the back of my throat, I tasted a sharp bitter flavor and instantly swallowed - Sudip leaned his head backwards and moaned in pleasure. "That's right..." He said. The feeling that I was giving him this kind of pleasure filled me with an immense joy, and urged me to continue sucking to service him well. Kamal started lapping at Sudip's balls as I hungrily swallowed him again and again, each time sucking the leftover shit from his shaft and swallowing whatever ended up in my mouth. This was possibly the horniest that I've ever felt.
"Woah, woah... Not too much... I don't want to cum just yet!" Sudip said as he pulled me off of him. I sat up, brown streaks across my cheeks, and looked up at him with puppy dog eyes. "I have much bigger plans for you yet."
Okay, that's all I feel like I can write for now. Every time I try to write more I end up wanking and cumming over it lmao.
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