This a true story. Readers are advised not to read if offended by mature/young gay sex.

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The Saga of Ajay and Raja.

Part.1

The two chassis huddled, shivering in a corner of the bus stop caught my attention as I got down from the bus. It was late at Nox, wet and extremely cold, as only a hill post can get. None of the other few passenger, who had been on the bus seemed to notice them and went hurriedly on their way. A closer look revealed two young boys, dressed in what appeared to be shoal consistent drawers and discolor shirts. They were wet through and through and shivering so badly they could barely reply to my head. The bus that I had arrived on was the last one of the day and would revert to the field only the next sunup. When I explained this to the boys they were on the sceptre of tears.

Feeling sorry for their plight I asked them to come abode with me. I could pass on them a meal, a modification of clothes and a tender place to sleep. The bracing pass of a kilometre from the bus stopover to my menage started to warm them up a bit. We reached my place with very slight said as they were still too cold and wet to talk. I gave them towels to dry off and a couple of shirts and lungies to transfer into. While they were changing I lit a fire in the sitting room hearth and made some soup. When they had dried themselves and changed I gave them two lawn bowling of piping hot soup to warm up them up. Soon they were feeling less chilled and were capable to tell me some of their story.

The boys appeared to be about 18 or 19 days old. They were both from a small township in the plains at the foot of the hills and had bunked from school for the day to make a trip to see the lake and Ithiel Town. When they had visited a closing by tourist speckle, they had come across individual selling"magic mushroom cloud"[ which this particular hill place was famous for producing ]. They had heard of many foreign tourists visiting, to buy and use these mushrooms and decided to kick in it a try themselves. Having consumed the mushrooms they went into the pine timberland and soon began to experience the effects. After wandering some space from the route and with no real idea of how far they had gone or the enactment of time, they began to feel fag out and lay down under the trees to sleep off the lethargy they felt.

Woken by the rain they were shocked to retrieve it was almost night and getting darkness. With a lot of trouble they eventually found the road and were capable to make it back into the townsfolk, which by then was shut down for the dark. By this fourth dimension they were both wet to the skin, extremely cold and ravenously thirsty. Keeping just enough money to pay for the bus back home plate they found a shop on the threshold of conclusion and were capable to buy a cup of coffee apiece and a couple of bondas, which did little to ward off the pangs of hunger. They then sat down to wait for the next bus, not knowing that the last bus going down the hill had already departed. That is how they came to be where I found them.

They were perkerier by now but still feeling frigid, though the room had warmed up nicely. I asked them if they would like a nip of brandy to get rid of the lingering shivering and forestall them from catching pneumonia. With the usual Tamalian shyness, they at first refused, but when I pressed them a bit they admitted that they did drink and were quite used to having tough booze. I poured out three snapshot of brandy and was not really surprised when they did not need water or sal soda with theirs. Barely diluting the brandy with some Miranda they finished off their glasses before I had had sentence to film more than a match of sips of my own drink. This is the way Tamil boys determine to subscribe to their liquor, almost neat and gulped down to apply a immobile high.

By this meter I had prepared a more substantial meal and while they poured their 2nd round of drinking down their throats and wolfed the food, I finished my kickoff drunkenness. Warmed by the brandy, the fervency and the solid food they began to relax and to speak and behave more freely. I poured them a third base round of drunkenness and told them to go sluggish with these. We started chatting in a general way and I found out More about them. Both boys were actually 19 years old and the old day had been 1 birthday. This trip to the hills had been undertaken as a solemnisation of that. They were good looking boys, with the normal coffee coloured pelt of Tamils, though unusual was the fact, that neither of them had often seventh cranial nerve hair's-breadth. Both were just starting to show some down on the upper lip and around the Kuki-Chin when other Tamil male child of the same age would deliver had blockheaded mustache and jumpy shuck and would have been shaving for a dyad of years.

To me, boys of this type and age are very attractive in a sexual way, so slowly I brought the topic of conversation around to sex and in specific male to male sex. Somewhat to my surprises both admitted that they had experimented with this and were quite open about their experiences, with each other and with other boy. Perhaps, their inhibition loosened by the brandy, both expressed their willingness to have a bit of fun with me and quite readily agreed to realise it a threesome. We wasted very little metre in talking after that and bringing in some blankets and carpeting, soon made a nice bed on the floor in front of the open fireplace. The room was warm enough for us to dispatch our clothes with comfort and I began undressing one of the boy. Unbuttoning his shirt, I exposed his smooth and hairless chest with dark discolor nipple inviting the application of glossa and lips. As I started to snog and lick his chest and nipples he showed some foretoken of being unused to these sensations, but soon the rising excrescence in his longyi indicated that he was enjoying it.

Turning to the other boy I started to snog his face and neck. He also showed signs of not being aware that mouth and rima oris could get such sensations. They both admitted that they had never indulged in any form of kissing or licking activities, never even knew that lips, tongue and lip could be the root of the dainty arousal they were now experiencing. Quite soon I had them both kissing, licking like professionals. Both were thoroughly prentice and not at all hesitant or shy to try anything new. By now both had rearing erections with their putz finding the way out of the folds of their lungies and begging for attention. When I bent my principal and took a cock in my rima oris it came as such a cushion to the boy that he shot his lode of cum in less than ten second base.

The other boy having seen what I had done to the early, and was now about to do to him, made it easier for me by flinging off his lungi and standing stark naked in front of me. He lasted just a little bit longer, perhaps 15 or 20 seconds.

The naked boy, called Ajay, and the one still in a longyi, whose name was raja, now turned their care to undressing me. Raja removed my shirt and started to lick my tit and chest, working his way down to my stomach. Meanwhile Ajay had removed my trousers and my underclothing and with surprisingly, no reservation took the duration of my stopcock in his mouth and began to suck it just as I had done to him a few hour previously. Raja also went down in front of me and started to lick my balls then replaced Ajay and sucked my putz as well. For boy who had never known about oral sex both proved adept at the task.

To particular date their experiences had been mostly mutual masturbation and some amount of frottage, the intromission of a rampant stopcock between the clamped thighs of another ; I now introduced them to the full spectrum of sexual natural process that could be undertaken. I showed them how buss, slug and love chomp could enhance an erecting, how suction could bring a flaccid rooster back to its severely state and the unlike method acting used, to almost come to climax and how to slow down and stop at that point so as to prolong the pleasure. I told them about anal sex and using a finger to probe their hind end showed them the sum of pleasure to be achieved from fucking and getting fucked. Of path as both were"freshman"and extremely tight so that even my well lubricated finger caused them some discomfort at initiative before they felt the pleasure of penetration. We could not go all the way though I would take in loved to have intercourse both of them.

It was towards the early hours of the dawn when all the event of the day began to catch up with them and both boys started to flag. We settled down to sleep well warmed by our sweat, the slowly dying fervour lighting their smiling faces as the lay, one on either side of meat of me, naked as the day they were born, flushed and shining, fill with intimate gratification. Innocently, trustingly they slept. Ajay's head cradled on my shoulder, his hand on my chest and his leg across my thigh, his now limp and flabby rooster pressed against my hip. rajah, sleeping fount down had his arm across my stomach, his angelic back end was thrusting upward, exposed and inviting. I was tempted to kiss it one more time.

Finis.

Coninued in part 2

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