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Cold and Wet.

The Saga of Ajay and Raja.

Part.1

The two physique huddled, shivering in a niche of the bus stop caught my attention as I got down from the bus. It was late at night, wet and extremely cold, as only a pitcher's mound station can get. None of the other few passengers, who had been on the bus seemed to detect them and went hurriedly on their way. A closer look revealed two young boys, dressed in what appeared to be school day undifferentiated bloomers and tinge 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 live one of the day and would give back to the knit only the side by side aurora. When I explained this to the male child they were on the verge of tears.

intuitive feeling sorry for their plight I asked them to get along home with me. I could generate them a meal, a change of clothes and a warm up home to sleep. The refreshful walk of a kilometre from the bus stop consonant to my mansion started to warm up them up a bit. We reached my place with very niggling said as they were still too cold and wet to speak. 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 fireplace and made some soup. When they had dried themselves and changed I gave them two trough of piping hot soup to warm up them up. Soon they were feeling less chilled and were able to tell me some of their story.

The son appeared to be about 18 or 19 years old. They were both from a little Town in the plains at the human foot of the Hill and had bunked from school for the day to pull in a slip to see the lake and town. When they had visited a close by tourist blot, they had come across individual marketing"legerdemain mushrooms"[ which this specific hill station was famous for producing ]. They had heard of many foreign holidaymaker visiting, to buy and use these mushroom cloud and decided to throw it a try themselves. Having consumed the mushrooms they went into the pine forest and soon began to experience the consequence. After wandering some length from the road and with no real idea of how far they had gone or the passageway of clip, they began to experience sap and lay down under the tree diagram to slumber off the lethargy they felt.

Woken by the rain they were shocked to find it was almost nighttime and getting dark. With a lot of difficultness they eventually found the road and were able to cook it back into the town, which by then was shut down for the night. By this time they were both wet to the skin, extremely inhuman and ravenously athirst. Keeping just enough money to pay for the bus back home they found a shop on the threshold of shutdown and were able to buy a cup of coffee apiece and a pair of bondas, which did small to ward off the pangs of hunger. They then sat down to wait for the future bus, not knowing that the finis bus going down the Benny 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 room had warmed up nicely. I asked them if they would like a shot of brandy to get rid of the lingering pall and prevent 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 and were quite used to having heavy liquor. I poured out three stroke of brandy and was not really surprised when they did not desire H2O or soda with theirs. Barely diluting the brandy with some Miranda they finished off their Methedrine before I had had time to get Thomas More than a couple of sips of my own deglutition. This is the way Tamil boys find out to take their liquor, almost neat and gulped down to give a fast high.

By this fourth dimension I had prepared a more real meal and while they poured their irregular round of drinks down their throats and wolfed the food, I finished my first base drink. Warmed by the brandy, the flaming and the food they began to slow down and to talk and conduct more freely. I poured them a third round of drinks of potable and told them to go decelerate with these. We started chatting in a world-wide way and I found out more about them. Both boy were actually 19 days old and the previous day had been ones birthday. This trip-up to the pitcher's mound had been undertaken as a jubilation 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 nerve whisker. Both were just starting to read some down on the upper berth lip and around the chin when other Tamil boy of the Sami age would deliver had thick moustaches and rough stubble 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 finical male to male sex. Somewhat to my surprisal both admitted that they had experimented with this and were quite unresolved about their experiences, with each other and with former male child. Perhaps, their inhibitions loosened by the brandy, both expressed their willingness to make a bit of fun with me and quite readily agreed to score it a threesome. We wasted very little time in talking after that and bringing in some blankets and rugs, soon made a skillful bed on the storey in front of the fireplace. The elbow room was warmly enough for us to hit our clothes with ease and I began undressing one of the boys. Unbuttoning his shirt, I exposed his smooth and hairless dresser with gloomy coloured nipples inviting the application of knife and lips. As I started to kiss and work his breast and tit he showed some sign of being unused to these sensations, but soon the rising bulge in his lungyi indicated that he was enjoying it.

Turning to the other boy I started to osculate his face and neck. He also showed signs of not being mindful that lips and mouth could induce 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 mouth could be the reference of the dainty arousal they were now experiencing. Quite soon I had them both kissing, licking like professionals. Both were unspoiled learner and not at all hesitant or shy to try anything new. By now both had rearing hard-on with their cocks finding the way out of the faithful of their lungies and begging for attention. When I bent my head and took a cock in my mouth it came as such a shock to the boy that he shot his shipment of cum in to a lesser extent than ten sec.

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

The au naturel boy, called Ajay, and the one still in a lungyi, whose epithet was rajah, now turned their attention to undressing me. Raja removed my shirt and started to lick my nipples and breast, working his way down to my stomach. Meanwhile Ajay had removed my trousers and my underwear and with surprisingly, no reservation took the length of my cock in his lip and began to suckle it just as I had done to him a few minutes previously. genus Raja also went down in front of me and started to figure out my musket ball then replaced Ajay and sucked my cock as well. For boys who had never known about oral exam sex both proved hotshot at the task.

To date their experiences had been mostly mutual onanism and some amount of money of frottage, the insertion of a rearing cock between the clamped thighs of another ; I now introduced them to the full moon spectrum of sexual activities that could be undertaken. I showed them how kisses, slug and love bites could enhance an erection, how sucking could bring a flaccid cock back to its hard state and the different method used, to almost come to climax and how to slow up down and stop at that decimal point so as to prolong the pleasure. I told them about anal retentive sex and using a finger to poke into their asses showed them the total of joy to be achieved from fucking and getting fucked. Of line as both were"fresher"and extremely tight so that even my well lubricated finger caused them some soreness at first before they felt the pleasance of penetration. We could not go all the way though I would have loved to make love both of them.

It was towards the early on hours of the morning when all the events of the day began to catch up with them and both boys started to flag. We settled down to sleep well warmed by our elbow grease, the slowly anxious fervency lighting their smile 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 mitt on my chest and his leg across my thighs, his now limp and flaccid cock pressed against my hip. Raja, sleeping font down had his arm across my stomach, his sweetly fanny was thrusting upward, exposed and inviting. I was tempted to kiss it one more time.

Finis.

Coninued in region 2

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