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The Saga of Ajay and Raja.

Part.1

The two physique huddled, shivering in a turning point of the bus stoppage caught my aid as I got down from the bus. It was late at Nox, wet and extremely cold, as only a mound station can get. None of the other few passengers, who had been on the bus seemed to notice them and went hurriedly on their way. A closer tone revealed two young male child, dressed in what appeared to be school uniform knickers and color shirts. They were wet through and through and shivering so badly they could barely reply to my motion. The bus that I had arrived on was the last one of the day and would return to the plains only the side by side morning. When I explained this to the boys they were on the verge of tears.

Feeling sorry for their plight I asked them to get home with me. I could give them a meal, a change of clothes and a warm topographic point to log Z's. The brisk walk of a klick from the bus plosive consonant to my house started to warm them up a bit. We reached my property with very little said as they were still too cold and wet to speak. I gave them towels to dry off and a dyad of shirts and lungies to change into. While they were changing I lit a flak in the sitting elbow room fireplace and made some soup. When they had dried themselves and changed I gave them two stadium of piping hot soup to warm them up. Soon they were feeling less chilled and were able to tell me some of their story.

The boys appeared to be about 18 or 19 years old. They were both from a belittled Ithiel Town in the knit stitch at the foot of the hills and had bunked from shoal for the day to make a trip to see the lake and town. When they had visited a conclusion by tourist spot, they had come across mortal selling"illusion mushrooms"[ which this particular hill station was illustrious for producing ]. They had heard of many alien holidaymaker visiting, to buy and use these mushroom-shaped cloud and decided to fall in it a try themselves. Having consumed the mushroom cloud they went into the pine forest and soon began to experience the core. After wandering some distance from the route and with no real idea of how far they had gone or the passage of clock time, they began to find stock and lay down under the Tree to kip off the lassitude they felt.

Woken by the rainfall they were shocked to observe it was almost night and getting shadow. With a lot of difficulty they eventually found the route and were able to gain it back into the Town, which by then was shut down for the night. By this time they were both wet to the pelt, extremely moth-eaten and ravenously hungry. Keeping just enough money to pay for the bus back family they found a store on the threshold of closure and were able to buy a cup of burnt umber apiece and a couple of bondas, which did lilliputian to ward off the pangs of thirst. They then sat down to wait for the side by side 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 stale, though the room had warmed up nicely. I asked them if they would like a shaft of brandy to get rid of the tarriance shivering and prevent 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 operose John Barleycorn. I poured out three shot of brandy and was not really surprised when they did not want water supply or soda with theirs. Barely diluting the brandy with some Miranda they finished off their glasses before I had had clip to take more than a dyad of sips of my own drink. This is the way Tamil boys learn to accept their liquor, almost neat and gulped down to founder a dissolute high.

By this clock time I had prepared a more material meal and while they poured their second stave of drinks down their throats and wolfed the intellectual nourishment, I finished my first drink. Warmed by the brandy, the fervor and the nutrient they began to relax and to speak and behave more freely. I poured them a third round of drinks of drunkenness and told them to go slow with these. We started chatting in a general way and I found out more than about them. Both boy were actually 19 geezerhood old and the previous day had been ace birthday. This slip to the Benny Hill had been undertaken as a celebration of that. They were honorable looking son, with the normal coffee tree coloured pelt of Tamils, though unusual was the fact, that neither of them had a great deal nervus facialis haircloth. Both were just starting to show some down on the upper lip and around the chin when former Tamil boys of the same age would feature had thick moustache and rough husk and would have 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 give about their experiences, with each other and with other boys. Perhaps, their inhibitions loosened by the brandy, both expressed their willingness to induce a bit of fun with me and quite readily agreed to crap it a threesome. We wasted very piddling time in talking after that and delivery in some blankets and carpeting, soon made a squeamish bed on the floor in front of the fireplace. The way was warm enough for us to remove our clothes with comfort and I began undressing one of the male child. Unbuttoning his shirt, I exposed his smooth and hairless thorax with dark colourise mamilla inviting the covering of lingua and lips. As I started to osculate and lick his chest and mammilla he showed some signs of being unused to these sensations, but soon the rising bump in his lungi indicated that he was enjoying it.

Turning to the other boy I started to kiss his look and neck. He also showed signs of not being mindful that backtalk and back talk could stimulate such mavin. They both admitted that they had never indulged in any form of kissing or licking natural action, never even knew that lips, knife and oral fissure could be the generator of the exquisite stimulation they were now experiencing. Quite soon I had them both kissing, licking like master. Both were good apprentice and not at all hesitant or shy to try anything new. By now both had rampant erection with their cocks finding the way out of the folds of their lungies and begging for care. When I bent my head word and took a cock in my mouth it came as such a blow to the boy that he shot his loading of cum in less than ten bit.

The other boy having seen what I had done to the other, and was now about to do to him, made it gentle 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 lungi, whose name was genus Raja, now turned their attention to undressing me. raja removed my shirt and started to lick my nipples and chest, working his way down to my belly. Meanwhile Ajay had removed my trousers and my underclothing and with surprisingly, no reservation took the length of my cock in his mouth and began to suck it just as I had done to him a few minutes previously. raja also went down in front of me and started to lap up my clump then replaced Ajay and sucked my cock as well. For son who had never known about oral exam sex both proved adept at the task.

To particular date their experiences had been mostly mutual masturbation and some amount of frottage, the insertion of a rearing cock between the clamped second joint of another ; I now introduced them to the full phase of the moon spectrum of sexual activeness that could be undertaken. I showed them how buss, licks and have intercourse bites could heighten an erection, how sucking could bring a flaccid prick back to its hard state and the different method acting used, to almost come to climax and how to slow down and check at that power point so as to keep up the pleasure. I told them about anal retentive sex and using a finger to probe their prat showed them the amount of pleasure to be achieved from fucking and getting fucked. Of course of action as both were"fresher"and extremely tight so that even my well lubricated finger caused them some discomfort at first of all before they felt the pleasure of penetration. We could not go all the way though I would have loved to screw both of them.

It was towards the too soon hours of the morning when all the events of the day began to catch up with them and both boys started to sag. We settled down to sleep well warmed by our exertions, the slowly dying fire lighting their smiling 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 berm, his mitt on my chest of drawers and his leg across my thigh, his now limp and flaccid cock pressed against my hip. Raja, sleeping face down had his arm across my tummy, his sweet 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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