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Ajay's Tale.


This the final and concluding to the Saga of Ajay and Raja.


I woke up from a recondite nap to feel a weight on my thorax, something was brushing my lips and mouthpiece and a paw was grasping my semi erect cock. None of these were strange or unfamiliar sensations. This was Ajay's favored way of waking me up in the forenoon. You have already heard the story of how I met Ajay and genus Raja. Of how we had a lot of fun together. Of how those times came to an end. This is now the story of the two years that I continued to savour Ajay's ship's company and his eubstance.
After Raja had shifted to Chennai, Ajay would often number up the Alfred Hawthorne after school on a Fri evening and stay till Sunday afternoon. His preferred way of waking me up on Saturday and William Ashley Sunday dawn, was to sit on my chest and holding his already hard cock in one handwriting, rub it on my lips and side. While doing that he would progress to behind to grasp my prick with his early hired hand and using a pulsating grip, bring me to erection. Once I was full moon steamy and hard he would heighten off my chest of drawers, diddlyshit over my putz and lower berth himself firmly on to my shaft till it was fully sheathed in his ass. With a rising and dropping question he would then proceed to"ride"my cock boulder clay we both reached climax.
Once awake I would grip his wildly flapping hammer in one hand and balls in my other hand and start masturbating him. His consistency's round on my ray would alert me to go faster or slower, the hand holding his musket ball would tell me how nigh to climaxing he was. We would synchronise our movements to come to an explosive and simultaneous ejaculation. My cock pumping my source deep in his ass and he, spraying my face and chest, with his youth boy's cum. Of course every morning was not the Saame. There were sunup of extreme fondness when soft kisses to lips and face would suffice, There were morn when I would awake former than him [ well-nigh of the time ] and finding him sleeping spoon fashion in my arms, very slowly and gently enter his ass and simply lie there, with a few forward and backward apparent motion to maintain my tool hard, and let the pleasure of the sensations wake him up.

We would then go to the bathroom and have a bathroom together. Soaping each former's bodies, removing all the dried crusts of the old dark's expelling. Hands slippery with scoop suds, delving deep in the cranny of the ass, or running from articulatio talocruralis to groin, brushing tool and balls in passing. Palms, fingers spread wide, roughly applying the soap to the dorsum, would exchange military action, to soft caresses when reaching the buttocks. My finger's breadth, gently pulling back his foreskin, to lather the headland of his shaft. Or his breath, caressing my down in the mouth belly as he bent his eubstance, or knelt before me to soap my legs would often enough be sufficient to fetch about another hard-on. This would cause us to reverse on the cascade and wash off the soap and proceed to"deflate"the put up cock. Most often by sucking, if it was Ajay's shaft that got hard or by another fuck if it was mine that had stood up.


Though Ajay would slip in a finger in my ass sometimes to enhance some part of our play or other, he refused to sleep together me. I had never asked him to do it during the period we were in a threesome with raja, but during the two years that Ajay and I were lover I sometimes felt the desire to play merchant ship to that svelte slim physical structure and the heterosexual cock with the cheeky pink headway peeping from the foreskin. He always politely refused my requests. He would do anything and everything else I asked of him. He would rim my ass and use his natural language to energise me. He would bear any position I asked him and allow me to have a go at it him in any way I wanted. He would suck my cock and drink all my cum. He would even take into account me to suck him dry and swallow his creamy boy's seminal fluid but he would never use his cock to enter my ass. Of all the things I have done in my life and of all the satisfaction I have had, this is the one thing I always will regret not experiencing.

We would often only emerge from the cascade about 2 hours after we had entered it. Many the meter we came out of the bathroom with rampant cocks, but at that period far too thirsty to pay attending to further demands for sex. After Raja had departed from the threesome, the quality of our game together and the sexuality we indulged in took on a more romantic and consecrate air. Never once in the two yr we spent having sex with each former, did either of us consider inviting any other boy to join in our plot or to need raja's place.

There were many of Ajay's friends who had become funny of our relationship and the nature and ground behind his buy at visits to my house and when I had work in the plains, the episodic night/nights we spent in a hotel in the nearby city. Some were the boys with whom Raja and Ajay had begun to explore their sexuality. Others were son who suspected the sexual connector between us and who would accept liked to join in. Yet others were male child who I think, fancied Ajay and who were desperate to try to seduce him. Apparently some of the son did attack him, telling him they"knew"what was going on between him and me and asking him either to give sex with them or for an innovation to me and for inclusion in our games.
Some threatened him with exposure if he did not do what they asked or wanted. Some said they would inform his parents as to the actual grounds for his visits to me. While we played many games and exhausted much of the days and nights having keen sex, I also took the problem to teach him English and some other subjects. As his faculty member carrying into action in school improved so dramatically after his connexion with me his parents never suspected anything about our on-key relationship, and were always well-chosen to let their son visit me.



I once asked Ajay if he fancied any former boy or boys nearer his own age and his reply brought me to the wand of tears. He calmly stated that, though he had started his intimate journeying with Raja and some other son, after meeting me for the back fourth dimension, he had lost interest in having sex with anyone else. He had continued"playing"with genus Raja only because he had thought I had preferred genus Raja to him. Over the time we had been a threesome, I had always shared my affection equally between the two male child though it had been Ajay I had always preferred. Even though he had darker skin, he was by far the more attractive of the two and his body had more rude grace and mantrap. Also his nature was far nicer than raja's. When I told Ajay that it was always him that I had liked better and was always him I had looked forward to seeing again, it was his twist to consume teary eyes.
Ajay's slim physical structure, handsome hammer and easily penetrated ass were not just playthings for me during the clip we shared together. He had a flying and enquiring head and learned easily all that I could learn him, not only in bed but about life sentence in general. I taught him to scan and pen English people almost as well as I could, coached him in maths, and former school field and made sure his training covered all the face of essential to avail him move on in schooltime as well as after that. Our relationship was based on intimate satisfaction in the showtime but soon moved to a different position. Our coming together would usually, even if there had been only a gap of just two or three days between them, consist of excited efforts to pass the others consistency, removing dress as fast as possible and indulging in acts that brought about nimble mop up and interjection. Mouths applied to already hard turncock in a 69 or as soon as he was stripped of his clothes I would make him lie on his back with his branch at ear spirit level so his ass was exposed completely and run my tongue from the alkali of his balls to this ass hole a few times taking him almost to the distributor point of spilling his come, then would quickly enter his ass and fuck him as deeply as potential. Most of the time we would blurt simultaneously me deep in his ass and he spraying his own chest and sometimes even me with his cum. Then would begin the more thoughtful phase of our love qualification where we sought to pleasure the other rather than indulging in instant gratification. We were supremely content with each other, and during the two years we spent playing games and having fun, I never thought of any other boy.

Ajay was 19 years and one day old when I met him and first had sex with him and raja. He was 20 years and four calendar month old when Raja left for Chennai and we knew that soon he would nail his schooling and would receive to start working also that his parents would be looking for a bride for him. We knew we had just a class or so to savour ourselves, which believe me we did. He was 22 years and four calendar month old when the ending finally came. A week or so after his 22nd natal day I saw that his human face, once so quiet and innocent, with only the faintest tracings of down, had begun to picture growing, albeit delayed, of the distinctive midst Tamalian moustache. The scanty whisker which had decorated his chin were now beginning to turn into coarse stubble that covered his cheeks as well. His lineament, which had trough then retained a childish and barren cast, now began to coarsen and age. Even his once luminous middle began to dull.


His slender and boyish cock, with its rosy ping fountainhead peeping out of the foreskin was now more of a man's pecker. His slim and hairless body had matured, developed muscles and tracings of hair's-breadth on chest of drawers and belly. The once scanty pubic fuzz that was like silky down, and with which I had loved to recreate, was now a slurred forest of approximative roll from which his prick and formal emerged. The striptease of peel from his balls to his ass jam, once smooth and hairless, a favourite route for my clapper, and the licking of which was a sure enough flak way to excite and inflame his cacoethes, was now covered in hair, and no longer inviting.
His parents had fixed his man and wife for the following auspicious day, about 5 months in the future. We knew that the time to percentage was drawing closer. The absolute frequency of our lovemaking seemed to become further and further apart as the final day drew closer. We would spend far Thomas More clock time just talking or holding each other, instead of the usual frenetic sexual lust that had consumed us previously. Right up to his 22nd birthday, which he had spent with me, [ It had become a tradition. He had also spent his 20th and 21st birthdays with me ] our every meeting had been based on the lust and desire we had felt for each other's consistence. Now as the phantasma of his maturing physical structure, changing coming into court and his pending matrimony fell over us, we understood that something wonderful was ending.

Sometimes a boy pass on the road will trigger a memory of those times and number. I sometimes see a young boy and have to contain myself from calling out Ajay's name. Have to remind myself that Ajay is a thing of the past times and something that ended a foresighted meter ago. Eventually we parted, without regret, without any bad feelings. We still converge sometimes. But never refer to our past, the games we played or the desires that sustained our kinship for around the four years we had known each former intimately. Ajay's wife has produced only daughters. I often wonder, if he had had a son, would he have allowed his son to visit me.

Finis .