I am 26 years of age and a professional doctor in Lahore, Pakistan. My family stays in Karachi and I stay alone in Pakistan.I was not born as a gay or... a bisexual. But the incidents in my life made me so. Today I do not have any feelings for women. Sometimes, I think I am a sex machine who always thinks about sex day and night.My father had his job in Australia and he used to visit us only once a year in Karachi. I and my working mother were busy with our lives. Relatives used to interfere a lot. One day, I was watching TV at her home. My neighbour aunty was dressed in a beautiful red saree with a matching blouse preparing lunch. It was a do or die and I was literally shivering about how to start the conversation!V: Aunty, I wanted to share something with you.L: What is that V, tell me?V: Of late I have been having bad dreams and I am unable to sleep.L: What sort of dream? Talk to me, I will help you.V: I don’t know how to start it, but it is like those dreams where you are having that. Ann slowly uncrossed then recrossed her legs once more. Don was not sure that Ann was completely aware she was exposing her pussy but his cock responded to the sight reflexively. Did he just see a glimmer of wetness dripping from her pussy?Ann glanced at the bulge in his crotch saying “I think I see what Mom saw in you. You are a good man. Plus you have a great body for your age. You must have been good in bed because she is real slut”.“HEY! Have some respect for your mother. She is going. The reacted to my nudity with almost no reaction however I thought the co-pilot who appeared to be about my age had that look of desire in his eyes. I was excited about getting to Grand Rapids soon, so I didn’t notice right away how close the three of us were packed in the back seat. Bill was trying to pretend that we weren’t that close, but I could feel his arousal at be that close to me. And of course, Fred on the other side of me was even closer if that was possible. Bill looked to be about.