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Title: Navab Zafar and His Shudra Naukar Dombo
Author: Meerza Qadir Qasim Gangastani "Gora Gandoo" (Fair Faggot)
Category: kuni, shudra
My name is Qasim and during my youth I lived with my parents in the Muslim town of Deoband
in western Oudh. Being of ashrafi (noble) Irani-Arabi (Irano-Arabian or Irano-Semitic)
descent, we lived in the richer Muslim mohalla of the town. Some time back, Navab Zafar, a
member of the Timurid-descended aristocracy of Lakhnau, moved into our mohalla and started to
live in the mahal next to ours. I could see his bedroom from the roof of my family's mahal
from behind a water tank. He did not know this and thought that there was just a water tank on
our roof, so he kept his windows open. It is thus that I learned about the strange ways of
the Navabi elite.
One day as I peered into his mahal (house), Navab Zafar was lying on his back, nanga (naked)
as he was. Then Doombo entered the room, wearing a white pyjama and holding a bottle of
coconut oil in his hand. Dombo was his Naukar (servant), a massively built Kala Aadmi (black
man) of the Dom tribe of the Shudra caste. Dombo started to massage the Navab Sahib with the
oil. Zafar ordered, "Zor se! Harder!", and Dombo took some more oil and rubbed his Huzoor
(master) faster. Then Navab Zafar turned around. I could see his fat thighs, womanly chest and
nipples, and his hairless body. The fat pink buttocks shone with the oil rubbed in by Dombo.
Navab Zafar's Aryan Zubb (penis) was so small and pink, it looked like a little finger, or
even a worm, dangling between his legs, hanging over his two walnut-sized testicles.
"Come here," directed Zafar Sahib and Dombo came near Zafar's face. Then, Navab Zafar open
the string of Dombo's pyjamas and pull them to the Persian carpet on the ground. I was shocked
by the size of Dombo's genitals; his sweaty Shudra Zubb was very big and Kala (black), hanging
almost half-way to his thighs. A thick horny Kala Kaffir foreskin covered the massive
mushroom-like Kinaaf (glans). I swear to Allah I had never seen a Zubb that big in my whole
life. Navab Zafar gently lifted the heavy black Dravidian behemoth with his fingers, pulled
back the foreskin, and reverently kissed the tip, right on the pishab-chedh (piss-hole). This
sight made me garm (hot) and my short Aryan Lund grew to its full six angosht (inches) in
erection. So I started to stroke my own pink Aryan Zubb. Then Zafar took Dombo's one-foot Kala
Shudra Nara (black Shudra penis) into his mouth and started to chuso (suck) it till it was
erect.
"Now, bok me in my Koon," ordered Zafar. Hearing this made me even more garm and I wanted to
see what it was all about. Navab Zafar turned around and sat on his hands and knees, like a
dog. He pushed his back downwards, and his fat buttocks outwards. Dombo took some more coconut
oil on his fingers and then applied it to Zafar's Koon (anus). I saw Dombo stick two of his
strong black Dravidian fingers into Navab Zafar's pink Muslim Koon, as the aristocrat moaned.
In amazement I watched as Dombo positioned his enormous Kala Shudra Lund at the entrance of
Navab Zafar's tight pink Koon. Slowly, Dombo gave a gentle thrust and pushed his big Kala
Malabari Minar (big black Malabari Minar) into Zafar's rosy Gumbad (buttocks). Soon, he had
pushed in all of his one foot Zubb into Zafar's Koon. I was surprised at how such a large Zubb
could go into Navab Zafar's tight Koon.
Zafar moaned, and I could see that Dombo was also enjoying it, as he smiled and grunted in
satisfaction at impaling his Huzoor the Navab. Dombo started to make faster and harder
thrusts, moving in and out at a frantic pace. Each time Dombo slammed in, his heavy and
low-hangning egg-sized Dravidian Khags (testes) knocked against Zafar's small pink
walnut-sized Aryan Khags. Meanwhile, Zafar's pink Aryan Zubb became hard and erect, till it
was four angosht (inches) long. His pink boy-like genitals flopped around with each powerful
thrust of the Kala Shudra Naukar. This continued for a long time, for much longer than I could
normally sustain. I think it was because Dombo was so muscular and was of Shudra descent.
After a long time, Dombo groaned and tightened. He seemed to be ejaculating inside Navab
Zafar's Koon. Then he sighed and withdrew from the tight pink Koon he had just enjoyed.
Seeing all this made me very garm.
That was the first time I saw Navab Zafar and his Naukar Dombo. After that, I would see
their acts every day. Each day the same acts occurred. Some variations occurred, and I saw
that Dombo sometimes grasped Zafar's boy-like pink genitals while he sodomized the Navab and
stroked the small erect Zubb with two of his fingers. Often, Navab Zafar would orgasm as
Dombo stroked him, shooting small spurts of milky Aryan Thukm onto the bed. As usual, I would
masturbate on my roof. Now, I was never attracted to men, but what I would witness in the
Navab's house were the most erotic things that I ever saw.
One day I saw that Dombo was lying nanga on the divan, and Navab Zafar was massaging his
Shudra Naukar. I could see he was admiring Dombo's muscular Kala Negro-Dravidian body as he
rubbed the coconut oil into his strong Dravidian back.
"Safedoo! Chusak! Chuso my Koon!" ordered Dombo. Now, Dombo, being a lowly Kala Shudra
Naukar, was not supposed to order his aristocratic fair-skinned Safed Musulman Huzoor around.
But, to my surprise, Navab Zafar did not object and instead, meekly pressed his face between
Dombo's black buttock cheeks! I watched as Navab Zafar moved his rosy-cheeked face up and down
between the Dravidian mounds of Gumbad (arse). Since his Zaban (tongue) was stuck out very
far, and pressed firmly against the Shudra Naukar's Nabur (buttock) crack, I knew that he must
have been doing a good job cleaning the dirty Kala Shudra Koon. I could see Dombo was enjoying
this.
After a while Dombo turned around and lay on his back. His huge Kala Shudra Nara (black
Shudra penis) stuck out like a stiff black pillar on his body. Zafar stroked Dombo's big Kala
Zubb a few times, and then took some coconut oil. He applied some of the coconut oil to
Dombo's Kala Lund, till it glistened. Placing his feet on both sides of Dombo's muscular black
frame and facing the Naukar's feet, he positioned his Koon at the tip of Dombo's erect
Dravidian phallus. Then he slowly sat on it. This made me garm. The hairless and effeminate
Navab sat on the huge black Shudra Nara while is own small pink Aryan Zubb hung limp.
"Your Koon is so garm," said Dombo. Zafar smiled and started to move up and down, grasping
Dombo's legs and holding them as support. Squatting on Dombo's strong black Shudra body, he
pushed his pink Nabur slowly and steadily up and down. Both of them faced the window, and I
could see both their Zubbs. Zafar's small, pink four-angosht Aryan Zubb was slightly hard and
flopped about as the Navab moved up and down. Beneath it, and completely dwarfing it, was the
iron-hard, bull-like black twelve-angosht Shudra Lund sliding in and out of the tight pink
Navabi Koon. I was surprised to see how smoothly Dombo's big Kala Zubb went in and out. Zafar
moaned with closed eyes.
"Shoot your Thukm into me," ordered the Navab. "And stroke my Zubb!"
Obediently, Dombo started to stroke Zafar's small pink Aryan Zubb. Zafar moaned and shot his
Thukm, with a few spurts of milky sperm shooting out a short distance, landing onto the bed
between Dombo's outstretched legs. At the same time, I climaxed and could not help but sigh. I
thought it was very soft, but unfortunately Navab Zafar heard it. "Who is there ?" he asked
loudly and quickly stood up and came to the window. As I was quickly trying to pull up and tie
my pyjamas, Zafar saw me leave the roof.
The next day in the morning, Dombo came to our mahal (house) and told my Papa that the Navab
had invited me to his mahal. My father informed me and both my father and mother were quite
happy that the Navab had invited me to his mahal. They told me to try to impress the Navab.
That evening, my mother helped me dress before I went to the Navab's mahal. I salaamed the
Navab and he smiled. Taking my hand, he guided me to a luxurious Timurid-style bedroom.
In the bed-chambers, many erotic paintings adorned the walls. Dombo was lying on a divan,
reading an erotic book.
"Feel comfortable," he said, handing me a pornographic book to read. I sat on a kursi and
looked at the book. It was about a Shahzada seducing a Mulla's Dukhtar (daughter) and bokking
her in her Koon. He sat on a kursi next to me and looked at me as I read the book. When the
Shahzada in the story inserted his hard Zubb into the Mullani's Koon, the Navab asked me,
"Have you ever bokked a Koon ?"
"No," I replied.
"Would you like to ?" he asked. I blushed but did not reply. I turned the page and a
painting of the Shahzada inserting his hard and big Muslim Zubb into the Mullani's Koon
appeared.
"My Koon is better than that girl's," he said. So saying, he removed his pyjamas, standing
nanga in front of me.
"Navab Sahib, your Zubb is very Kotak (small)," I told him, laughing.
"That is why I like to take big Zubbs in my Koon," he replied.
Dombo stood up and placed some pilows on the edge of the divan. I did not understand. Then
Zafar took my hand again and guided me to the bed. He sat on the edge and told me, "Look at
the paintings, don't worry about me."
On the wall near the divan I saw arousing paintings. They were a series of a muscular Kala
Telugu Shudra warrior having intercourse with two Muslim girls.
I felt Zafar's hads on my pyjamas. He untied my string and pulled down my pyjamas. I thought
that I should leave, but by then I was too garm. Then I realized that my parents would be very
angry if I came back home too soon. My parents had also told me to obey the Navab and build
friendship with him. So I let him do what he was doing. Dombo removed my pa-poshes (shoes)
and Zafar pulled off my pyjamas. My eyes were on the erotic paintings on the wall but I felt
Zafar's Zaban on my erect six-angosht (six inch) Lund (penis). I felt superior as my Zubb was
bigger than his.
"Your Zubb is very sweet," Zafar said and then took it into his mouth. That was when I felt
like a real Aadmi, having another more effeminate man chuso my Zubb made me feel very
masculine. Somehow I enjoyed his warm and wet Zaban on my Zubb. Then Dombo came over and
watched us very closely.
"Now, bokk that Safedoo's Navabi mouth," hissed Dombo. "Make him into a girl!"
With Dombo's encouragement, I started to thrust in and out of Navab Zafar's mouth.
"Yes, that is good. Chod his mouth like a girl's Kussi," he ordered. I thrust in and out
harder. Each time I went in, Navab Zafar could take all of my Zubb into his throat. It felt so
nice.
"Move, I will show you how to treat that Gandoo," said Dombo. I moved aside, and then Dombo
pulled down his dhoti. His big Kala Shudra Zubb looked even bigger and more intimidating up
close than it did from afar. The aggressive Shudra slapped his flaccid sweaty Zubb against
Zafar's rosy cheeks, insulting him with dirty Farsi and Urdu words.
"You Safed Haramzada! You stupid Koonee! You a Koonee for us Kalloos!" he cursed as he
violently slapped Zafar's face with his growing black Dravidian Zubb. Then he pushed his big
black Zubb into Zafar's mouth and forcefully bokked it like a girl's Kussi (vagina).
"This is how you bokk a Safedoo's mouth!" Dombo told me. After a few vigorous thrusts, he
pulled out. Dombo walked over to a low table, picked up a bottle of coconut oil and started
applying it to my proud erect Aryan Zubb. I liked Dombo's touch as well.
Then Dombo pushed Zafar back onto the divan and put some pillows under his buttocks. Navab
Zafar tried to protest and resist, but his fair and effeminate Navabi Muslim frame was no
match for Dombo's muscular black Shudra body. In no time, Dombo was seated on Zafar's chest
and was holding his fair legs apart, so that his Koon was totally exposed.
"Push your Zubb inside. You will like it," Dombo said.
When I hesitated, Dombo leaned forward and grabbed my Zubb, placing it on Zafar's Koon. With
a slow movement my Zubb entered Zafar's Koon. It was very nice, warm, oily and smooth. I
started moving my Muslim Zubb in and out of Zafar's Navabi Koon. Dombo firmly held Zafar's
legs in the air. Zafar moaned.
"Shudra Huzoor, please tell him to maro me," begged Zafar. Dombo told me, "Now, maro his
short Safed Zubb!"
So I took hold of Zafar's small pink Aryan Zubb in my hand and started to stroke it. I
pounded into Zafar's Koon and my slaps against his Nabur became faster and louder. I was
enjoying this, it felt like heaven.
"Zafar, I am going to shoot," I said.
"Shoot it into his Koon," ordered Dombo. "Empty your tank."
Zafar's warm and oily Koon took all of my proud Aryan Muslim Zubb and he tightened his Koon.
I sighed and ejaculated inside Zafar's Koon. Then Dombo turned around and pushed his big Kala
Zubb into Zafar's mouth. He forced him to chuso him till he ejaculated inside his mouth.
Finally, Dombo forced Zafar to stroke his own small Aryan Zubb and ejaculate.
After we were all satisfied, I returned to my mahal. My parents asked me if the Navab had
become my dost (friend). When I told them I think he had, they were very happy.
From then on, whenever Navab Zafar invited me, Dombo and I used to bokk him in his Koon.
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