This a true narrative. Readers are advised not to read if offended by mature/young gay sex.

Cold and Wet.

The Saga of Ajay and Raja.

Part.1

The two form huddled, shivering in a niche of the bus stop caught my care as I got down from the bus. It was late at night, wet and extremely cold, as only a James Jerome Hill station can get. None of the other few rider, who had been on the bus seemed to notice them and went hurriedly on their way. A closer feeling revealed two young boys, dressed in what appeared to be school uniform pants and colourize shirts. They were wet through and through and shivering so badly they could barely reply to my questions. The bus that I had arrived on was the last one of the day and would repay to the champaign only the next break of the day. When I explained this to the boy they were on the verge of tears.

look sorry for their plight I asked them to total dwelling house with me. I could give them a repast, a modification of wearing apparel and a tender shoes to sleep. The brisk walk of a kilometre from the bus stoppage to my planetary house started to warm them up a bit. We reached my place with very picayune said as they were still too frigidity and wet to verbalise. I gave them towels to dry off and a span of shirts and lungies to change into. While they were changing I lit a fire in the sitting elbow room fireplace and made some soup. When they had dried themselves and changed I gave them two lawn bowling 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 son appeared to be about 18 or 19 years old. They were both from a small town in the knit at the foot of the hills and had bunked from school for the day to take a leak a trip-up to see the lake and Ithiel Town. When they had visited a end by tourist topographic point, they had come across individual marketing"magic mushroom cloud"[ which this item Alfred Hawthorne place was far-famed for producing ]. They had heard of many foreign tourer visiting, to buy and use these mushrooms and decided to give it a try themselves. Having consumed the mushrooms they went into the pine forest and soon began to get the event. After wandering some aloofness from the road and with no real idea of how far they had gone or the passage of fourth dimension, they began to sense tired and lay down under the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree to kip off the flatness they felt.

Woken by the rain they were shocked to encounter it was almost night and getting dark. With a lot of difficulty they eventually found the road and were able to make it back into the town, which by then was shut down for the night. By this time they were both wet to the peel, extremely cold and ravenously athirst. Keeping just enough money to pay for the bus back home they found a store on the wand of closedown and were able-bodied to buy a cup of coffee apiece and a couple of bondas, which did slight to ward off the pangs of hunger. They then sat down to waitress for the next bus, not knowing that the lowest 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 shot of brandy to get rid of the lingering chill 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 hard spirits. I poured out three barb of brandy and was not really surprised when they did not want water or soda ash with theirs. Barely diluting the brandy with some Miranda they finished off their glasses before I had had time to take more than a couple of sips of my own drink. This is the way Tamil boys learn to take their liquor, almost neat and gulped down to give a quick high.

By this sentence I had prepared a more substantial repast and while they poured their second round of boozing down their pharynx and wolfed the food, I finished my first potable. Warmed by the brandy, the fire and the food for thought they began to make relaxed and to speak and behave more freely. I poured them a third round of drinks and told them to go slowly with these. We started chatting in a general way and I found out more about them. Both boy were actually 19 old age old and the former day had been 1 birthday. This trip to the hills had been undertaken as a celebration of that. They were full looking boys, with the rule coffee coloured skin of Tamils, though unusual was the fact, that neither of them had a great deal facial hairsbreadth. Both were just starting to show some down on the speed lip and around the chin when other Tamil boys of the Same age would ingest had thick mustache and rough stubble and would have been shaving for a duo of years.

To me, boys of this eccentric 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 surprises both admitted that they had experimented with this and were quite open air about their experiences, with each other and with other son. Perhaps, their forbiddance loosened by the brandy, both expressed their willingness to have a bit of fun with me and quite readily agreed to spend a penny it a terzetto. We wasted very niggling time in talking after that and bringing in some cover and carpeting, soon made a nice bed on the floor in front of the fireplace. The room was warm enough for us to remove our clothes with puff and I began undressing one of the boy. Unbuttoning his shirt, I exposed his smooth and hairless thorax with dark coloured nipples inviting the application of tongue and mouth. As I started to osculate and lap his chest and mamilla he showed some star sign of being idle to these superstar, but soon the rising bulge in his lungi indicated that he was enjoying it.

Turning to the other boy I started to buss his face and neck. He also showed signs of not being mindful that lips and sassing could hasten such sensations. They both admitted that they had never indulged in any physical body of kissing or licking bodily function, never even knew that lips, clapper and oral cavity could be the origin of the exquisite arousal they were now experiencing. Quite soon I had them both kissing, licking like professionals. Both were skilful apprentice and not at all hesitant or shy to try anything new. By now both had rampant hard-on with their cocks finding the way out of the folds of their lungies and begging for attention. When I bent my read/write head and took a turncock in my mouth it came as such a electrical shock to the boy that he shot his load of cum in lupus erythematosus than ten seconds.

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

The naked boy, called Ajay, and the one still in a lungi, whose name was Raja, now turned their attention to undressing me. Raja removed my shirt and started to figure out my pap and thorax, working his way down to my stomach. Meanwhile Ajay had removed my trousers and my underwear and with surprisingly, no booking took the duration 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 figurehead of me and started to lick my balls then replaced Ajay and sucked my cock as well. For male child who had never known about oral sex both proved adept at the task.

To date their experiences had been mostly reciprocal masturbation and some amount of frottage, the introduction of a rearing cock between the clamped second joint of another ; I now introduced them to the broad spectrum of sexual activities that could be undertaken. I showed them how kisses, licks and bonk bite could enhance an erection, how sucking could bestow a flaccid rooster back to its firmly land and the different method acting used, to almost come to culminate and how to retard down and discontinue at that period so as to protract the pleasure. I told them about anal retentive sex and using a finger to dig into their tush showed them the measure of pleasure to be achieved from fucking and getting fucked. Of row as both were"fresher"and extremely tight so that even my well lubricated finger caused them some discomfort at outset before they felt the pleasance of insight. We could not go all the way though I would make loved to fuck both of them.

It was towards the early 60 minutes 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 log Z's well warmed by our effort, the slowly dying ardor lighting their grin faces as the lay, one on either side of me, naked as the day they were born, flushed and shining, sate with sexual gratification. Innocently, trustingly they slept. Ajay's chief cradled on my articulatio humeri, his hand on my chest and his leg across my thighs, his now limp and flaccid turncock pressed against my hip. Raja, sleeping face down had his arm across my stomach, his honeyed 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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