A gay sex story: The Doctor is In, Final Chapter /*
I have been used by two Viagra fueled Pakistani brothers in a variety of sex positions for most of the evening.
Now, the two brothers are driving me to their friend Asif for non-disclosed reasons.
I am naked, in the back seat, with no idea where we were going.
We pick up as they approach their destination.
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I guessed that it was around 10:30 p.m. when we pulled into a dark industrial park on the north end of town. The single-story buildings all had loading docks and metal stairs that led to a single door at the back of the building.
Maalik pulled the car toward one of the buildings, turned off the ignition and the lights and looked back as I sat, naked in the back seat.
“Let’s go,” Maalik said, as he opened his car door, “I want you to meet someone.”
We exited the SUV, and I followed them as we walked toward one of the buildings. My hard cock bounced between my thighs as I walked naked across the parking lot. I now enjoyed being naked in public, the exhibitionism had also become an aphrodisiac. It was as if I wanted people to know I was a deviant slut.
We entered the warehouse and walked between industrial shelves that held crates of industrial parts I imagined. I could see light streaming from the front of the building as we approached. I could hear the voices of a man and a women talking in Urdu.
We entered an open area that looked like a makeshift artist’s studio. There were large works on the wall and smaller works scattered everywhere. There were two chairs elevated by a single pedestal much like a dentist’s chair. I wondered why I was taken here at this late hour by the two Pakistani men who were likely still feeling the effects of the Viagra they had taken earlier.
Boy’s Submission Is Made Permanent
Something about the lighting in the room allowed my vision to improve enough to finally see expressions on faces. I don’t know if it was the fluorescent lights or light intensity that made the improvement, but I was glad to be able to see a little better.
On one side of the room, there were several chairs and a couch that were placed on an expansive Persian rug that covered the concrete floor. A curvy woman with dark hair and exaggerated make-up looked up from a sketch she was doodling. She stood as we approached. Her yoga pants and sports bra accentuated her curvy figure.
Stiletto heels elevated her beautiful frame and added an intimidating element to her already edgy look. She smiled as we approached, particularly when she looked my direction. I watched the woman look me up and down as I walked naked with my erect cock leaving no doubt that I was aroused. Maalik and Haakim embraced the woman as they spoke in Urdu. Then they turned to look in my direction.
“Boy, this is Sadaf,” Maalik said as held his hand out toward the woman.
I walked toward Sadaf and knelt at her feet.
“Sadaf, I am Maalik’s boy, would you like me to pleasure you?” I asked without coaching from Maalik.
“Is his offer authentic?” Sadaf laughed, as she looked at my two owners.
“The boy is discrete and without any self-respect,” Maalik replied, “You may use him however you need. He seems to have no limits to his deprivation.”
Sadaf grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to the couch as I crawled behind her. She kicked off her heels and then wiggled as she pulled her yoga pants over her full hips. I watched as she stepped out of her yoga pants to reveal her shaved cunt. Directly over her pussy, she had a tattoo which I assumed was in Urdu. I obviously couldn’t read the words but thought it strange that someone would tattoo themselves in such an intimate place.
“Do you know how to eat pussy?” Sadaf growled at me in a thick accent like Haakim’s and Maalik’s.
“Yes Sadaf,” I replied, as I watched her sit down on the couch and spread herself in front of me.
I crawled forward and was immediately struck by the aroma of sex. I wondered if Sadaf had recently been fucked as I buried my face in her crotch and started to pleasure her. My tongue slipped between the folds of Sadaf’s labia. I took long soft licks from the bottom of her opening all the way up to her clitoris where I lingered and sucked her small cock shaped nub into my mouth hoping to create pleasure for my new mistress.
I was relieved to find that I still enjoyed eating pussy after having only cock in my mouth for the last 48 hours. Sadaf now had her hands on my head, and she was guiding my face and tongue exactly where she wanted them as I continued to lick and suck as she directed.
“Lie down, slut!” Sadaf commanded.
I laid on my back on the Persian carpet and watched as Sadaf stood over me preparing to mount my face. She removed her sports bra. I watched two beautiful, full orbs fall out on to her now naked frame. Sadaf had enormous nipples surrounded by dark, ample areola that I found very enticing. As she turned, I watched from below as her round ass swung over me and started to lower onto my face.
“Asif won’t eat my ass, but you will,” Sadaf commanded as her ass cheeks spread revealing her tight pucker.
Sadaf was right, I would eat ass. I would eat pussy. I would suck cock. I would swallow cum. I would take cock up my ass. I would do all this naked, and in public if instructed. I was a deviant submissive slut. I couldn’t get enough.
As the Pakistani mistress rode my face with her ass, I heard a new voice as someone entered the room. I assumed the new man must be Asif.
“I assume the boy under Sadaf’s ass is the one you want tattooed,” Asif said.
“Sadaf can’t seem to get enough,” the man laughed, as he greeted Maalik and Haakim. “We just fucked 30 minutes ago and there she is making your boy eat her ass.”
“You won’t do it,” Sadaf growled, from her perch on top of my face.
The three men laughed as they watched the naked woman use my face to drive herself to orgasm. She slid expertly forward and back ensuring that I spent adequate time on both her well used pussy and ass. It was clear that she was going to use me to completion.
I was surprised when Sadaf grabbed my throbbing cock and started stroking me aggressively.
“Look at your little penis, how do you satisfy anyone with this?” Sadaf ridiculed, “Can those tiny balls even generate any semen?”
“I hear you let real men use your head and anus for fornication,” she continued, “Does it make you cum when you swallow their heavy semen?”
“Eat my well fucked pussy, worthless deviant,” Sadaf moaned as she fucked my face with her wet cunt.
“Asif, he’s not going to be able to bring me to orgasm,” Sadaf complained, “I need to watch you fuck him to get me there.”
“Are you serious, Sadaf?” Asif asked almost sounding annoyed.
Sadaf continued to aggressively stroke my cock as she rode my face. I felt my legs being lifted and held by strong hands. Then I felt the lightning strike to my balls as another Pakistani cock buried itself in my ass balls deep.
“Fuck him hard, Asif,” Sadaf cheered, as she directed the perversion from her seat on my face.
“Get your tongue in my asshole, boy,” she said looking down over her shoulder and down past her round ass.