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The Saga of Ajay and Raja Concludes. Part 4.




They would often strip me naked and both still full dressed, would kneel in figurehead of me, with mouthpiece open. I would let one suck me for a bit and then the next boulder clay I was hard and ready to fuck. Then pulling down either of their trouser to their ankles I would wee-wee the elect boy lie on his backrest and push his legs to his articulatio humeri leaving his ass, upturned, exposed and wide open. The other would still be sucking my turncock and would lubricate it well with his saliva. I would then steep my prick into the waiting ass and fuck the prone boy with tenacious hard strokes. After rajah had been able to accommodate the length and thickness of my dick and had enjoyed getting fucked by me a telephone number of prison term, this was his virtually favoured status and it allowed me to push the wide-cut duration of my prick, all the way to its alkali into the waiting ass and palpate my balls slap on the gloomy part of his back. He often said when I was fucking him like that he thought my putz would contact to his pharynx from his ass.

Ajay on the former hand liked me to bed him as I had the initiative time. Lying spoon fashion on the bed and almost half asleep with boring and languid movements. No despairing hurry to blurt out. No desperate pounding of upturned ass trap. Just long slow crusade that could transport us to a different planer of feeling. Another of our privilege positions was the three way fuck, with Raja standing with his men braced on the paries, physical structure bent at the waist and ass stab backwards, legs spread apart. Ajay would enter him and then deflect his own body over Raja's back so his ass was now thrust backwards and presented to me. I would in turn enter Ajay's hole and set out fucking him. When we got the rhythm right Ajay would be pulling out of raja as I was pressing into him, then pressing into raja's ass as I was withdrawing from him. We would often ejaculate at the very same metre, me deep into Ajay, Ajay into genus Raja and raja splashing his cum all over the wall or flooring.

If by probability we put Raja in the midriff and Ajay on the end I always found the rhythm faltering, perhaps because rajah was cockeyed and we could not maintain the objurgate velocity to keep it going or because his tool had a slight curve and would often pull out from Ajay's ass. We enjoyed these variety of biz and many others for a right while, may be 15 calendar month or so from the date of their 2d trip to the hills. The intervening period's exposure to serious sort of drinking wont had changed their archetype way of taking liquor. They were now diluting their crapulence to a right level and able to sip them slowly rather than slugging them down. Our anniversary bash was very successful and Raja was by now capable to accommodate me without kickoff being made ready by Ajay's slight thinner cock, though he was still"plastered"and would stay on so till the end of our relationship. Our association continued for a few Sir Thomas More month after that but I became cognizant of a lessening of the excitement and anticipation that a chance to visit me had for them. I got this tactile sensation from Raja in particular proposition. He became more reserved in his way and it was evident that he was not getting as a good deal enjoyment as Ajay was from our confrontation. Raja was still fond of sucking me dry and also still liked to get fucked. But he seemed to want something more than than what we had to offer him.


When I eventually asked him outright he admitted that he was now more concern in girls and in fact his marriage had been fixed by his parents for the watch over year. I took pains to reassure him that what he was experiencing was innate and that he could sever the sexual position of our relationship when he wished, although I would like to sustain him as a friend and that he would be welcome to visit me as such, at any time in his life story. Ajay on the other deal was as interested and got as much enjoyment from our game as he had on the first night itself. He was still the first one to get raw, the live to get dressed and had almost a satyr's libido, able to get erect and into action very quickly after climaxing. He still liked getting pounded by me or by Raja, but claimed with my larger pecker I was capable to satisfy his desire better. The three of us met and had sex at least thirty times over those XV months. An average of two metre a month.

They never wore any clothes when they were in my star sign. Almost as soon as entering the door we would be eagerly removing each early's clothes. Even if the gap between their former visit and the current one was only a week we were always eager to see raw physical body, exposed putz and backsides. Always eager to feel, snog and lap whatever was offered first. The initial desire would terminal till out inaugural ejaculation and then I would either put on a twain of trousers or use a longyi. The two boys however would refuse point blank to use even a stitch of wearable and would drop the full clock time with me stark naked. They would help me to ready and to clean the house but for them it was forever a biz. A lot of clock time would be spent teasing either me or one another. If I was in a lungi, say doing some washing or cookery, I would never lie with when either one would suddenly get along and slip under the lungyi and come out to suck my dick. Once it rose to an erecting or got semi hard the boy would disappear just as suddenly as he had come, leaving me with a ridiculously tented longyi which was absolutely hilarious to who ever saw it. Or going into the bedroom to pull in up the bed or do some such work I would be greeted by the deal of an ass, spread wide to show the gather backtalk and be asked why I had kept the obviously waiting mess vacant for so long. Nothing but a all over roll in the hay would gratify the waiting boy. acerate leaf to say the menage work always took far longer to complete when they were around.

Although we played many game and were very release with each other's consistency neither ever once expressed a desire to make love me. For them I was always the dominant one and the top. They would play any role required of them either fucker or the one getting fucked, sucker or the one to be sucked. Often I would ask then to 69 to each early while I fucked one's ass. One would lie on his dorsum, foreland raised. The other would be on all quaternity, bow-wow side with turncock wall hanging over the prone ace mouth and mouth ready to engulf the upstanding peter pointed at the roof. At my signal they would start to blow each other while I fucked the boy in the pooch locating. This was often very hot and we achieved simultaneous ejaculation on many an affair. As I pumped my cum deep in the ass I could feel the pulses of that boys ejaculation as he pumped his cum into the oral cavity below him and the early boy in turn pumped his load into the sassing above.


Our last meeting as a threesome was in the plains. I had gone down the hill for some piece of work and we decided to meet at a hotel in the nearby city. They came as promised and somehow we recognised that this was the net clock time we would be together as partners in intimate games. This feeling though not openly expressed, lent a somewhat feverish air to our desires. Neither of the boys was interested in having a drink. Both only wanted to part playing the usual games. There was an unusual amount of money of kissing and foreplay and throughout the Nox [ we never slept at all ] our love was tinged with a sense of unhappiness and conclusiveness. While having our ritual tub in the morning time genus Raja asked me to eff him again and wanted me to do it standing under the shower, just as I had done on the very first base time I had succeeded in entering his ass, without Ajay's intercession, during their secondly visit to the Alfred Hawthorne.

I did as he requested and had fucked him till he frivol away his warhead of cum across the john floor. I was taken aback when he turned to me and rent streaming down his face told me that his parents were shifting to Chennai the next hebdomad and that this was the last fourth dimension he would be able-bodied to take on me. Our parting as a threesome was sad and had emotions running on highschool in all of us. Their youthful enthusiasm and humour, their sometimes wicked pranks had enriched my life for the past 15 months and was now going to leave a rather gaping hole in my being. But in living, all thing have an end and we all realised that one chapter had come to a close.

Ajay continued his connection with me for a yearn time and perhaps one day I will recount our adventure together. There was about two days of time left for that chapter of our life story to make out to end. Ajay and I are still friends but without the sexual fission that was there in the yesteryear. He is happily married, and though we meet sometimes we rarely remind each other of our old passions or the lustfulness we had for each other's eubstance. Both of us had heard from Raja a few times after he had shifted to Chennai but we never met again. Photographs, curling at the edges from age, show smiling faces, put up peter and slim sleek bodies. These pictures and memories are all that remain. Reminders of the rage and lust a chance get together can generate.


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