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coldness and Wet.

The Saga of Ajay and Raja.

Part.1

The two figures huddled, shivering in a corner of the bus stop consonant caught my attention as I got down from the bus. It was late at dark, wet and extremely cold, as only a hill post can get. None of the other few rider, who had been on the bus seemed to notice them and went hurriedly on their way. A closer look revealed two immature boys, dressed in what appeared to be school unvarying drawers and coloured shirts. They were wet through and through and shivering so badly they could barely reply to my dubiousness. The bus that I had arrived on was the last one of the day and would hark back to the plains only the next morning. When I explained this to the son they were on the threshold of tears.

opinion sorry for their plight I asked them to come home with me. I could give them a meal, a change of clothes and a warm property to log Z's. The brisk walk of a kilometre from the bus stop to my house started to warm them up a bit. We reached my place with very little said as they were still too cold and wet to blab out. I gave them towels to dry off and a couple of shirts and lungies to change into. While they were changing I lit a fire in the sitting way fireplace and made some soup. When they had dried themselves and changed I gave them two bowls of piping hot soup to warm them up. Soon they were feeling to a lesser extent chilled and were capable to recount me some of their story.

The boys appeared to be about 18 or 19 years old. They were both from a minor town in the plains at the foot of the hills and had bunked from school for the day to make a stumble to see the lake and town. When they had visited a closing curtain by holidaymaker smudge, they had come across person marketing"magic mushroom-shaped cloud"[ which this particular proposition James Jerome Hill place was famous for producing ]. They had heard of many alien tourists visiting, to buy and use these mushroom and decided to give it a try themselves. Having consumed the mushrooms they went into the pine forest and soon began to get the issue. After wandering some space from the road and with no real idea of how far they had gone or the passage of time, they began to feel tired and lay down under the tree to catch some Z's off the lethargy they felt.

Woken by the pelting they were shocked to determine it was almost dark and getting nighttime. With a lot of trouble they eventually found the road and were able-bodied to make it back into the Town, which by then was shut down for the night. By this time they were both wet to the cutis, extremely cold and ravenously hungry. Keeping just enough money to pay for the bus back home they found a shop on the brink of closing and were able to buy a cup of coffee bean apiece and a couple of bondas, which did little to ward off the pangs of hunger. They then sat down to hold back for the side by side bus, not knowing that the finale 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 cold, though the way had warmed up nicely. I asked them if they would wish a shooting of brandy to get rid of the lingering frisson and forbid them from catching pneumonia. With the common Tamalian shyness, they at first refused, but when I pressed them a bit they admitted that they did drink in and were quite used to having hard liquor. I poured out three shot of brandy and was not really surprised when they did not want water or soda with theirs. Barely diluting the brandy with some Miranda they finished off their chalk before I had had meter to call for more than a duad of sips of my own drink. This is the way Tamil boys learn to accept their liquor, almost neat and gulped down to give a profligate high.

By this time I had prepared a more substantial meal and while they poured their indorsement round of drinks down their throat and wolfed the intellectual nourishment, I finished my outset swallow. Warmed by the brandy, the blast and the intellectual nourishment they began to make relaxed and to speak and behave more freely. I poured them a third round of drinking and told them to go sluggish with these. We started chatting in a general way and I found out Thomas More about them. Both boy were actually 19 years old and the old day had been ones birthday. This slip to the J. J. Hill had been undertaken as a celebration of that. They were good looking son, with the normal coffee coloured skin of Tamils, though unusual was the fact, that neither of them had much facial haircloth. Both were just starting to show some down on the upper berth lip and around the chin when other Tamil boys of the Saame age would have had stocky moustaches and rough out shuck and would consume been shaving for a couple 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 particular male to male sex. Somewhat to my surprisal both admitted that they had experimented with this and were quite open about their experiences, with each early and with other boys. Perhaps, their inhibitions loosened by the brandy, both expressed their willingness to bear a bit of fun with me and quite readily agreed to make it a trinity. We wasted very little time in talking after that and delivery in some blankets and rug, soon made a nice bed on the trading floor in front of the hearth. The room was quick enough for us to murder our clothes with comfort and I began undressing one of the boys. Unbuttoning his shirt, I exposed his smooth and hairless thorax with darkness coloured nipples inviting the application of tongue and lips. As I started to kiss and work his bureau and mammilla he showed some signs 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 kiss his font and cervix. He also showed house of not being aware that lips and mouth could induce such sensations. They both admitted that they had never indulged in any grade of kissing or licking activeness, never even knew that lips, tongue and mouthpiece could be the seed of the dainty arousal they were now experiencing. Quite soon I had them both kissing, licking like professionals. Both were good learners and not at all hesitant or shy to try anything new. By now both had rampant erecting with their cocks finding the way out of the faithful of their lungies and begging for tending. When I bent my forefront and took a cock in my oral cavity it came as such a shock to the boy that he shot his load of cum in less than ten minute.

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 lungyi and standing stark naked in front end of me. He lasted just a minuscule bit longer, perhaps 15 or 20 seconds.

The naked boy, called Ajay, and the one still in a lungi, whose name was Raja, now turned their attention to undressing me. Raja removed my shirt and started to drub my nipples and chest, working his way down to my tummy. Meanwhile Ajay had removed my trouser and my underwear and with surprisingly, no reservation took the length of my shaft in his lip and began to suck it just as I had done to him a few minutes previously. rajah also went down in figurehead of me and started to lick my globe then replaced Ajay and sucked my cock as well. For boy who had never known about oral exam sex both proved adept at the task.

To date their experiences had been mostly mutual onanism and some amount of frottage, the intromission of a rearing tool between the clamped thigh of another ; I now introduced them to the fully spectrum of sexual activities that could be undertaken. I showed them how kisses, lap and love bites could enhance an erection, how sucking could add a flaccid turncock back to its hard state and the different methods used, to almost come to culminate and how to slow down and discontinue at that peak so as to draw out the delight. I told them about anal sex and using a fingerbreadth to probe their asses showed them the amount of pleasure to be achieved from fucking and getting fucked. Of course as both were"freshers"and extremely tight so that even my well lubricated finger caused them some discomfort at first before they felt the joy of insight. We could not go all the way though I would deliver loved to fuck both of them.

It was towards the early hr of the aurora when all the event of the day began to catch up with them and both boys started to flag. We settled down to log Z's well warmed by our exertions, the slowly dying fire lighting their grin faces as the lay, one on either side of me, naked as the day they were born, flushed and shining, replete with sexual gratification. Innocently, trustingly they slept. Ajay's head cradled on my shoulder, his paw on my chest and his leg across my thighs, his now limp and flaccid cock pressed against my hip. Raja, sleeping look down had his arm across my stomach, his cherubic backside was thrusting upward, exposed and inviting. I was tempted to kiss it one more time.

Finis.

Coninued in Part 2

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