Sucking dicks in bike service center
Hi all, I am Pravin, 33 years old, still single from Bangalore. I am looking for an open minded woman who loves me and makes me her cuckold life partner. I wrote many stories, all about my fantasies, including this one. I was looking for a good bike service centre in Bangalore. Finding one for Royal Enfield was hard, and mine was a Meteor 350. A friend (a woman – Harshita, a bike rider with Himalaya) recommended a service centre. It was a third-party service centre. So, I decided to check once. I took my bike on a Saturday and went there. She already talked with them. They came from 9.15 to 9.30 AM and opened the shop. The shop was neither big nor small. The front was a reception. The backside was a service centre, more than 300 meters long and 100 meters wide. Harshita already informed me their service is good. They also do modifications for bikes etc., at a high charge. But they won’t do it for everyone because it is easy to steal and modify a bike. They only deal with high-class people or well-known people. They are only two guys. One old (Aslam – 45 to 48) and one young (Muhammad-23 to 35). They are both fathers and sons who run the service centre. I gave my bike for testing. Anish drove it and told me a few issues. It can be fixed, but it will take time. Since it was my first time here, I didn’t want to leave, so I decided to wait. After some chat, I learned a few details from Aslam. He was simply a chatterbox. Aslam was married very early, at 19 and had a kid at 20 who is Muhammad is currently 22 years old. He has finished mechanical engineering. Since Aslam was a mechanic initially, with his hard work, he has grown now. After finishing his degree, Muhammed started taking care of business. I understood they are earning very well from the shop size, various bikes, and a few modified ones. Yeah, he also asked many things about me, and I told him. After some time, my bike was like scrap metal. Muhammed separated it like that. Then came to me and told me, “If you want to go and have breakfast, it will take some time to start work.” Me: No problem. I will wait. I already had my breakfast. Muhammed: Then, sit in the backside workshop. We will close the front door. Me: Why? What if some other customer comes? Aslam (laughed): No one will come. We won’t take services on Saturday and Sunday. It is especially for a few people only. I somehow understood his double meaning because Harshita was known for her slutty activity. I heard that in my office. Almost everyone fucked her at least once. So, I went inside and sat on a chair. They closed the front door and came after some time. I didn’t care much, just watching if they are occasionally changing any original parts other than with issues. Mostly I was on my mobile, especially my Twitter account, posting or commenting. Suddenly I noticed, behind me, Aslam standing and smiling at me. I was shocked. The last post I posted was an online image of a male kneeling and sucking two big dicks while a woman forced him to suck by his head. I closed my mobile. Then changed the conversation about my bike and went near it. Aslam walked behind me, explaining. He slowly rubbed my ass and grabbed one left ass cheek. I was already horny by watching Twitter posts, and now he is doing this. I don’t know what to do. Aslam was smiling at me, “You understand?” I nodded. He took my hand and put it on his crotch. I could feel his dick was hard, but the strange thing was Muhammed was watching us occasionally with a smile. Aslam: You want to taste it? I looked at both of them without saying anything. Since I was horny, I nodded again slightly. He pulled me in front of him. I kneeled while he removed his pants. He was wearing a blue-coloured boxer. I pulled it down. Wow, he was six inches long and almost 3 inches-wide circumcised dick. But it was not hard yet. I again looked at Muhammed, Aslam’s son. He was smiling at me while doing his work. I embarrassingly turned my head. Then looked at Aslam, standing in front of me bottomless. I looked at his dick, but he waited patiently without telling anything or forcing me to do anything. I slowly took his dick and sniffed it. I kissed its head, then slowly sucked it. Then started masturbating while sucking. Unknowingly my right hand started massaging his balls. His dick started getting hard. OMG! It was over eight inches, almost reaching nine, and 3.5 inches wide. I don’t know how his wife took it in her pussy. But unknowingly, I am happy to suck such a big dick. I took it to deepthroat and sucked hard. Meanwhile, I also sucked his balls. It was yummy, and I started chewing it. I don’t know when, but Muhammed came near me and took my hand. When I turned back, he was fully naked with a similar-sized dick. No, it is even harder and lengthier, like 10 inches. He was smiling at me, “Take mine too, bitch.” I was kind of humiliated, embarrassed and shocked. I am sucking dicks from a father and son combo I didn’t even know for half a day. I took his dick and started sucking it while masturbating, Aslam. Meanwhile, Aslam is also getting nude. After getting naked, he pulled and started removing my dress. I was only wearing a T-shirt and night pants. Since it is summer, I don’t wear any inners. Seeing this, they laughed. Aslam pulled me by the face and spit on my face, “What slut not wearing an inner, ready for fucking.” I was shocked. Quickly I said, “Please don’t fuck my ass. I never took it, and I don’t like it. I will suck you both as many times as you want. You can cum on my face, body and my mouth. I will drink it. But no ass fucking.” Muhammed: Who cares? Saying this, he pushed me on one bike nearby and spanked me. “Ah,” I was shouting continuously. Suddenly we heard a bike sound. We all turned, but I was the only one who was shocked. Because I knew this bike was Harshita’s. The person removed the helmet. My worst nightmare.