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Shahid's Bubu's Telinga Shudra Yar
Author: Meerza Qadir Qasim Gangastani "Gora Gandoo" (Fair Faggot)

My name is Qadir and I grew up in the Oudhi city of Muzaffarpur. My ancestors had worked as
government officials for several generations. Muzaffapur was a purely Muslim Shahr (city), for its
inhabitants had, since the days of the Abbasid Caliphs of the Arabian Caliphate, traditionally
comprised pure-blooded Ashrafi Muslims who were descended from Iranic and Arabian immigrants.
However, since the last century the aristocratic rulers of the Timurid dynasty had stationed an army
of imported Shudras near our Shahr. These Shudra warriors were mostly Telinga Shudras from the Dravidian
Telingana region, and hence came to be variosly called Telingas, Telugus or Telings. The Timurid
rulers wanted these Telinga Shudras to keep the populace in line, and prevent revolts.

And these Shudras did a damn good job of keeping us Muslim commoners in line. In fact, the aggressive
Telugus completely dominated the civilized Muslim inhabitants of the Shahr - both male and female. We
fair Aryan Muslim males were no match for the physically superior Shudras, for they were naturally
stronger as they were purely black-skinned and had evolved larger muscles along with thicker bones
over thousands of years as the hereditary labourer caste. The Muslim males of the Shahr were
completely in awe of Shudra masculinity. We had no choice but to try our best to gain their good will
and protection, and we were hence obsequious and submissive in front of the masculine Dravidian
warriors. But that was not enough. To keep them happy, many Muslim boys told the Shudras about how big
their Zubbs (penises) were and how much our Muslim females liked them. Some of them even offered their
Bubus (sisters), Bibis (wives) and Begums (women) to the Shudras, in order to curry their favour. It
is these men, whose women used to copulate with Shudras, who were most favoured by the Dravidian
warriors. These wretches felt very powerful, and in their turn tried to dominat the other Muslim
males who were not close to the Dravidians.

One of these persons protected by the Teloogoos was Shahid. His Bubu Nargis was very beautiful, and
hence had no problem obtaining Telugu Shudra Yars (lovers). Once it was known that his Bubu was the
property of Shudras, all the Aryan inhabitants of the Shahr dared not create any trouble with him. But
he went out of his way to bully the other boys and intimidate them, boasting that his Bubu had a Kala
Shudra Yar (black Shudra lover). I was one of his regular targets, and he used to take my food and
money. He also forced me to buy him meals and clothes. Unfortunately, I only had another brother, and
hence had no Bubu to offer to the Shudras.

One day he bullied me and took all my money. But somehow he expected much more. With that, he became
very angry.

"You think you are so good, don't you ?" he taunted me in our mohalla. "My Bubu only bokks (sexes)
Kalloo Teloogoos (black Telugus). She would never even look at a dumb Safedoo like you," he hissed.

I dared not reply.

"My Bubu's Bokka (fucker) is a Shudra man, you Gandoo (catamite)," he replied. "So watch your Zaban
and don't be too chalaak."

"Yes," I replied obsequiously.

"I need some money, you Gandoo," he told me.

"How much do you want ?" I asked him.

"I need five hundred rupees," he replied.

"Huzoor, I will bring it tomorrow, I swear to the Quran," I replied.

"Do it, or I am going to have my Bubu's Shudra Yar beat you !" he threatened.

The next day I knew I was in trouble when I saw Shahid come towards me with a massively built Kala
Telugu soldier. The Shudra soldier looked more like a frightening bull than a man. The other boys I was
playing with quickly left to stay out of trouble. He came towards me and asked me if I had the money.

Meekly I handed him the five hundred rupees he had demanded. He took my money and then told me to
follow him. I was scared. "Please, I have given you the money. Let me go .... " I begged. But the
Shudra came and, grabbing my hand, dragged me along behind Shahid. He guided me to a gullee and at the
end the Teloogoo pushed me to the wall.

"Please, I gave you all the money you wanted. Please let me go," I begged.

"I think you are a Pandoo," he said. "I think you have stone statues in your mahal and your family
still worship them, you Brahmin Haramzada!" I was shocked when I heard what he said.

"No, I swear I am not converted from Brahmins," I wailed. "I swear to the Quran. My ancestors were
Ashrafi Muslims from Fars and Arabistan, just like yours."

"You Safedoo Olloo! You must be a Pandoo because you hate Shudras so much!" he snapped back. "In your
mahal, I think you still worship your statues! And you still have a caste system! I bet you have a
small Pandoo-Zubb!"

"No, it is not true."

"I don't believe you. You are going to have to prove you are not a Pandoo, you are going to have to
prove you are a real man - a Muslim man!" he said. "Pull down your pyjamas, I want to see that you are
circumcised."

I hestitated, for I was ashamed of the somewhat small size of my Zubb (penis). But of course I was
circumcised. Again he ordered me to take down my pyjamas. Meekly I obeyed, and showed them my
diminutive, pink and circumcised Aryan organ. When they saw my Zubb they laughed.

"See, I am circumcised. I am not a Pandoo. Please let me go now," I begged.

"Haramzada! Your Zubb is so small, Solla you have a Pandoo-Zubb (brahmin penis)!" exclaimed Shahid.
"See, I was right! You must be having some Pandoo blood, you Haramzada. You are a Haramzada!
Haramzada Shankar-Acharya ka Bacha! Bastard Son of Shankar-Acharya!"

"Huzoor, please. My Zubb is small, but I swear I am not of Pandoo descent," I wailed again. "See, I
am circumcised, a believing Musulman."

"Yes, you are circumcised. But that does not mean you are not a secret Brahmin. You must be of
Pandoo descent. No Musulman has a Zubb that small," he replied. "Now, see this is a real Aadmi Zubb."
So saying, he pulled down his own pyjamas and pulled out his Zubb in his hand. He was ony somewhat
bigger than me.

"See, this is a real Aadmi Zubb," he said. "A real Muslim Zubb."

"Is it not bigger than yours ?" he asked me.

"Yes," I replied slowly. It was not much bigger, but he was with the Shudra man, so I did not want to
cause any trouble. I thought that maybe he would just let me go after proving to me that he was bigger
than me.

"Now, I am going to have to have another proof that you are not a secret Brahmin," he said. "I know
those Brahmins hate Shudras and follow their caste system from Manu and the Vedas. You are going to
have to prove to me that you do not follow any caste system."

"Please, Shahid. I do not believe in caste. Caste is evil," I told him.

"Are you willing to prove it ?" he asked me.

"Yes," I replied.

With this, Shahid smiled and then looked at the Telugu. The Telugu then untied his dhoti, exposing
his enormous black Shudra genitals. The Telugu's Shudra Zubb was enormous, and I felt scared and
inferior looking at it.

"Chuso that Telugu Zubb," ordered Shahid. "To prove that you do not follow any caste system, you are
going to have to chuso that Shudra Telugu Zubb. If you are a Musulman, you will have no problem doing
that. And if you are a secret Pandoo, you will lose your precious Brahmin caste because of this," he
said and then laughed.

I was shocked at his suggestion. But I realized that there was no way out. To prove that I was a
Musulman, I had to chuso that ugly Kala Shudra Zubb. If I refused, Shahid would tell everybody that I
was a secret Pandoo.

"Now, go on your knees and first, smell that Zubb," he ordered.

I did as he told. It smelled terrible, of thick musky Telugu sweat and Dravidian oils. I moved my
head back to move away from the odour.

He laughed and said, "That is the smell of a real Aadmi, you Safedoo!" Then he asked me, "Can you
smell my Bubu's Qoosi on his Shudra Zubb ?"

"Yes, I can," I replied.

"How do u like it? She is your Musulmani Behen too, no ?" he said.

"Yes," I said.

"And what do you think of one of your precious Musulmani Bubus mating with an ugly, Kala Shudra Goonda
?" he asked me.

"Sir, I do not follow any caste system. So, if one of my Musulmani Behens mates with a Kala Shudra, I
have no problem," I replied. He seemed satisfied with my answer.

"That is the closest you will ever get to my Behen! She would never ever bokk (fuck) a Safedoo Oolloo
(whitey faggot) like you!" snapped Farhan. "So enjoy the smell of her Qoosi!"

Again, I leaned forward and inhaled the masculine musk of the Kala Telugu warrior's genitals. This
time, when the foul smell hit my nostrils, Shahid's hands held my face and pushed it closer to his
genitals. He mashed my nose into his pubic hair.

"Smell it deep," ordered Shahid. I did as he told. Soon, I was used to the smell of the Dravidian
warrior's genitals. He let go of my head.

"Now, boso him on his Kinaaf, just like you boso (kiss) the Black Stone of the Kaaba," ordered
Shahid.

I did as he told, kissing the long black Dravidian Shudra Zubb on its tip, right where the thick black
Telingana foreskin formed a puckered opening.

"Now, pull back the foreskin and boso his Kinaaf," Shahid ordered. I skinned back the thick Dravidian
foreskin. Thick oil had accumulated beneath the foreskin, no doubt a mixture of his Telingana sweat
and Nargis' Kussi juices. This smelled stronger than his loins. Meekly, I kissed the huge black
Kinaaf.

"Now, chuso him," ordered Shahid.

I did as he told. The Telugu's huge black Zubb became hard in my mouth as I chusoed him. Soon, it
was one foot long and I could not take it all into my mouth. After a while, he ejaculated into my
mouth and I was forced to swallow all the Thook.

Then Shahid made me chuso his short pink Aryan Muslim Zubb. It was much smaller than the Telugu
soldier's big Kala Zubb, and I could easily take all of it into my mouth. He ejaculated inside my
mouth and forced me to drink his Thook (sperm).

I thought all was done, but then Shahid told me to stand up and turn around. I wailed and begged him
to let me go, but the muscular Telinga Shudra soldier sodomized me in my Koon. I was surprised that he
became hard again, and in fact he seemed harder than before. When the salty Dravidian Thook shot into
my rectum, the pain further increased as my ravaged rectum was inundated with pungent and salty fluid.

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