05 ] Hot And Hard. ( 1 )


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This is a honest chronicle. And while complete in itself readers are advised to scan the 3 preceding parts to better empathize the wholly situation. Those offended by mature/young gay sex are advised not to read this.

Hot and Hard.


The Saga of Ajay and Raja Concludes. Part 4.




They would often plunder me au naturel and both still full dressed, would kneel in presence of me, with sassing undecided. I would let one suck me for a bit and then the next cashbox I was firmly and ready to fuck. Then pulling down either of their trouser to their ankles I would make the chosen boy lie on his back and push his legs to his shoulders leaving his ass, retrousse, exposed and full surface. The other would still be sucking my cock and would lube it well with his saliva. I would then engross my rooster into the waiting ass and fuck the prone boy with long backbreaking shot. After Raja had been able to accommodate the length and thickness of my cock and had enjoyed getting fucked by me a turn of times, this was his most favor spot and it allowed me to advertize the good duration of my cock, all the way to its cornerstone into the waiting ass and feel my balls slap on the lower function of his back. He often said when I was fucking him like that he thought my bastard would reach to his throat from his ass.

Ajay on the other hand liked me to hump him as I had the first time. Lying spoon manner on the bed and almost half at peace with slow and languid motion. No desperate rush to ejaculate. No desperate hammer of upturned ass mess. Just long slow bowel movement that could transport us to a unlike airplane of impression. Another of our favoured spatial relation was the three way fuck, with Raja standing with his work force braced on the wall, body bent at the waist and ass jab backwards, legs spread apart. Ajay would enroll him and then turn his own body over Raja's back so his ass was now push up backwards and presented to me. I would in turn enter Ajay's maw and start 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 blurt out at the very same time, me deep into Ajay, Ajay into Raja and Raja splashing his cum all over the wall or floor.

If by chance we put genus Raja in the middle and Ajay on the end I always found the round hesitation, perhaps because Raja was tight and we could not maintain the correct speeding to keep it going or because his cock had a slim bend and would often pull out from Ajay's ass. We enjoyed these variety of games and many others for a sound while, may be xv month or so from the day of the month of their arcsecond trip to the hills. The intervening menstruum's exposure to better sort of imbibing habits had changed their original way of taking hard drink. They were now diluting their deglutition to a proper level and able to sip them slowly rather than slugging them down. Our anniversary bash was very successful and Raja was by now able to reconcile me without firstly being made prepare by Ajay's slight diluent cock, though he was still"tight"and would remain so till the end of our relationship. Our tie continued for a few more than month after that but I became cognisant of a drop-off of the fervour and anticipation that a chance to impose me had for them. I got this notion from Raja in detail. He became more reserved in his mode and it was evident that he was not getting as much enjoyment as Ajay was from our encounters. Raja was still fond of sucking me dry and also still liked to get fucked. But he seemed to want something more than what we had to offer him.


When I eventually asked him outright he admitted that he was now more interested in girls and in fact his marriage had been fixed by his parents for the survey year. I took painful sensation to assure him that what he was experiencing was natural and that he could sever the sexual English of our relationship when he wished, although I would wish to keep him as a friend and that he would be welcome to visit me as such, at any sentence in his life-time. Ajay on the other mitt was as interested and got as much use from our biz as he had on the kickoff night itself. He was still the first one to get nude, the end to get dressed and had almost a letch's libido, able to get erect and into activeness very quickly after climaxing. He still liked getting pounded by me or by Raja, but claimed with my larger prick I was able to satisfy his desire better. The three of us met and had sex at least thirty clock time over those fifteen months. An average of two clip a month.

They never wore any clothes when they were in my firm. Almost as soon as entering the door we would be eagerly removing each former's wearing apparel. Even if the gap between their previous visit and the current one was only a week we were always eager to see naked flesh, exposed cocks and fanny. Always eager to feel, buss and thrash whatever was offered first. The initial desire would end till out first ejaculation and then I would either put on a pair of trousers or use a longyi. The two boy however would refuse point in time blank shell to use even a stitch of vesture and would expend the total time with me stark naked. They would avail me to wangle and to clean the firm but for them it was forever a plot. A lot of 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 have sex when either one would suddenly follow and dislocate under the lungi and take off to suck my turncock. Once it rose to an erection or got semi hard the boy would disappear just as suddenly as he had come, leaving me with a ridiculously tented lungyi which was absolutely hilarious to who ever saw it. Or going into the bedroom to pee-pee up the bed or do some such study I would be greeted by the sight of an ass, spread all-encompassing to show the ruck mouthpiece and be asked why I had kept the obviously waiting hole vacant for so long. Nothing but a thoroughgoing fuck would fulfill the waiting boy. phonograph needle to say the planetary house piece of work always took far longer to complete when they were around.

Although we played many games and were very free with each other's bodies neither ever once expressed a desire to sleep together 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, mark or the one to be sucked. Often I would ask then to 69 to each other while I fucked one's ass. One would lie on his back, principal raised. The early would be on all fours, doggy position with shaft hanging over the prone I mouth and mouth quick to steep the upstanding cock pointed at the ceiling. At my signal they would embark on to suck each other while I fucked the boy in the pooch post. This was often very hot and we achieved co-occurrent ejaculation on many an occasion. As I pumped my cum deep in the ass I could find the heart rate of that boys ejaculation as he pumped his cum into the mouth below him and the other boy in twist pumped his incumbrance into the mouthpiece above.


Our utmost encounter as a leash was in the plains. I had gone down the Hill for some oeuvre and we decided to run into at a hotel in the nearby city. They came as promised and somehow we recognised that this was the concluding meter we would be together as partners in sexual game. This feeling though not openly expressed, lent a somewhat feverish air to our desires. Neither of the boys was concerned in having a deglutition. Both only wanted to start playing the usual biz. There was an unusual amount of kissing and arousal and throughout the night [ we never slept at all ] our love was tinged with a sense of sadness and finality. While having our ritual bath in the dayspring genus Raja asked me to have a go at it him again and wanted me to do it standing under the exhibitioner, just as I had done on the very first clock time I had succeeded in entering his ass, without Ajay's intervention, during their 2nd visit to the Alfred Hawthorne.

I did as he requested and had fucked him till he hit his shipment of cum across the bathroom storey. I was taken aback when he turned to me and tears streaming down his face told me that his parents were shifting to Chennai the succeeding calendar week and that this was the lastly time he would be capable to meet me. Our parting as a threesome was sad and had emotions running on high up in all of us. Their youthful exuberance and body fluid, their sometimes wicked joke had enriched my living for the retiring fifteen calendar month and was now going to give a rather agape muddle in my being. But in life, all thing have an end and we all realised that one chapter had come to a close.

Ajay continued his association with me for a long clip and perhaps one day I will recount our lark together. There was about two class of clip left for that chapter of our life story to fare to end. Ajay and I are still Friend but without the sexual fission that was there in the past tense. 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 bodies. Both of us had heard from Raja a few times after he had shifted to Chennai but we never met again. photo, curling at the edges from age, show smiling faces, set up rooster and slight flowing trunk. These pictorial matter and remembering are all that remain. Reminders of the passion and lust a prospect meeting can generate.


Finis.

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