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Cold and Wet.

The Saga of Ajay and raja.

Part.1

The two figures huddled, shivering in a niche of the bus full point caught my attention as I got down from the bus. It was late at nighttime, wet and extremely cold, as only a pitcher's mound station can get. None of the early few passengers, who had been on the bus seemed to notice them and went hurriedly on their way. A snug look revealed two Lester Willis Young boys, dressed in what appeared to be school uniform pants and colour shirts. They were wet through and through and shivering so badly they could barely answer to my question. The bus that I had arrived on was the close one of the day and would return to the plains only the future cockcrow. When I explained this to the boys they were on the scepter of tears.

Feeling sorry for their plight I asked them to come home with me. I could hold them a meal, a change of clothes and a warm seat to kip. The bracing walk of a kilometre from the bus period to my house started to warm them up a bit. We reached my place with very small said as they were still too frigidity and wet to sing. I gave them towels to dry off and a duet of shirts and lungies to change into. While they were changing I lit a fervidness in the posing way fireplace and made some soup. When they had dried themselves and changed I gave them two roll of piping hot soup to warm them up. Soon they were feeling less chilled and were able to tell apart me some of their story.

The male child appeared to be about 18 or 19 years old. They were both from a small townsfolk in the plains at the foot of the pitcher's mound and had bunked from schooltime for the day to make a trip to see the lake and town. When they had visited a last by holidaymaker spot, they had come across someone selling"magic mushrooms"[ which this particular hill station was far-famed for producing ]. They had heard of many alien tourist visiting, to buy and use these mushroom-shaped cloud and decided to establish it a try themselves. Having consumed the mushrooms they went into the pine forest and soon began to experience the effects. After wandering some space from the road and with no real approximation of how far they had gone or the passage of time, they began to sense tired and lay down under the tree to slumber off the languor they felt.

Woken by the pelting they were shocked to find it was almost Night and getting night. With a lot of difficulty they eventually found the road and were able to relieve oneself it back into the town, which by then was shut down for the night. By this metre they were both wet to the skin, extremely stale and ravenously hungry. Keeping just enough money to pay for the bus back dwelling house they found a shop class on the verge of shutting and were able to buy a cup of coffee bean apiece and a pair of bondas, which did piffling to ward off the pangs of hunger. They then sat down to wait for the next bus, not knowing that the close 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 room had warmed up nicely. I asked them if they would care a crack of brandy to get rid of the tarriance chill and preclude 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 toast and were quite used to having hard liquor. I poured out three guessing of brandy and was not really surprised when they did not want water or washing soda with theirs. Barely diluting the brandy with some Miranda they finished off their spyglass before I had had time to subscribe more than a match of sips of my own drink. This is the way Tamil boys find out to take their liquor, almost neat and gulped down to give a profligate high.

By this sentence I had prepared a more substantial meal and while they poured their bit round of boozing down their throat and wolfed the food, I finished my outset potable. Warmed by the brandy, the fire and the food they began to unstrain and to address and act more freely. I poured them a thirdly circle of drinkable and told them to go slow with these. We started chatting in a general way and I found out more about them. Both son were actually 19 days old and the previous day had been ones birthday. This stumble to the hill had been undertaken as a celebration of that. They were proficient looking boys, with the convention coffee coloured skin of Tamils, though strange was the fact, that neither of them had much seventh cranial nerve hair. Both were just starting to show some down on the upper lip and around the chin when other Tamil boys of the same age would have had blockheaded moustaches and roughly stalk and would get 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 issue of conversation around to sex and in particular proposition 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 other and with former boys. Perhaps, their inhibitions loosened by the brandy, both expressed their willingness to have a bit of fun with me and quite readily agreed to throw it a ternion. We wasted very piffling time in talking after that and bringing in some blankets and rugs, soon made a nice bed on the floor in front of the hearth. The room was warm enough for us to remove our clothes with comfort and I began undressing one of the boy. Unbuttoning his shirt, I exposed his smooth and hairless chest with dark colorful nipples inviting the application of tongue and lips. As I started to buss and lick his dresser and tit he showed some signs of being unused to these wizard, but soon the rising prominence in his lungyi indicated that he was enjoying it.

turn to the other boy I started to buss his aspect and neck opening. He also showed foretoken of not being aware that mouth and mouth could stimulate such sensations. They both admitted that they had never indulged in any course of kissing or licking natural action, never even knew that sassing, tongue and sassing could be the source of the exquisite arousal they were now experiencing. Quite soon I had them both kissing, licking like professionals. Both were skilful learners and not at all hesitant or shy to try anything new. By now both had rampant erections with their cock finding the way out of the sheep pen of their lungies and begging for care. 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 load of cum in less than ten seconds.

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

The defenseless boy, called Ajay, and the one still in a lungi, whose public figure was raja, now turned their care to undressing me. Raja removed my shirt and started to lap up my mammilla and thorax, working his way down to my stomach. Meanwhile Ajay had removed my trousers and my underwear and with surprisingly, no mental reservation took the length of my dick in his sassing and began to wet-nurse it just as I had done to him a few minutes previously. raja also went down in front of me and started to bat my balls then replaced Ajay and sucked my cock as well. For male child who had never known about oral sex both proved whiz at the task.

To date their experiences had been mostly mutual masturbation and some amount of frottage, the insertion of a rampant cock between the clamped thighs of another ; I now introduced them to the full spectrum of intimate activities that could be undertaken. I showed them how kisses, licks and make out sting could enhance an erection, how sucking could take a flaccid cock back to its knockout commonwealth and the different method used, to almost come to culminate and how to slow down and block up at that distributor point so as to prolong the pleasure. I told them about anal sex and using a finger to poke into 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 penetration. We could not go all the way though I would hold loved to fuck both of them.

It was towards the early minute of the morning when all the events of the day began to entrance up with them and both boys started to flag. We settled down to sleep well warmed by our travail, the slowly dying fervour lighting their grinning faces as the lay, one on either face of me, naked as the day they were born, flushed and shining, replete with sexual gratification. Innocently, trustingly they slept. Ajay's read/write head cradled on my shoulder, his hand on my chest and his leg across my second joint, his now limp and flaccid cock pressed against my hip. raja, sleeping aspect down had his arm across my venter, his sweet tail was thrusting upward, exposed and inviting. I was tempted to osculate it one more time.

Finis.

Coninued in character 2

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