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Ajay's Tale.


This the final and concluding to the Saga of Ajay and Raja.


I woke up from a deep sleep to sense a weighting on my chest, something was brushing my lips and mouth and a helping hand was grasping my trucking rig erect cock. None of these were foreign or unfamiliar sensations. This was Ajay's favourite way of waking me up in the morning time. You have already heard the floor of how I met Ajay and genus Raja. Of how we had a lot of fun together. Of how those times came to an end. This is now the story of the two year that I continued to enjoy Ajay's company and his eubstance.
After genus Raja had shifted to Chennai, Ajay would often come up the hill after schoolhouse on a Friday evening and stay till Sunday good afternoon. His best-loved way of waking me up on Saturday and Sunday break of the day, was to sit on my chest and holding his already intemperate cock in one hand, rub it on my lip and face. While doing that he would reach behind to get the picture my cock with his early paw and using a pulsating handle, bring me to erection. Once I was fully enkindle and hard he would rise up off my chest, squat over my cock and lower himself firmly on to my lance trough it was fully sheathed in his ass. With a rising and dropping movement he would then proceed to"ride"my cock till we both reached climax.
Once awake I would grip his wildly flapping dick in one hand and orb in my other handwriting and bulge masturbating him. His body's rhythm method of birth control on my shaft would alarm me to go faster or slower, the hand holding his balls would evidence me how close to climaxing he was. We would synchronise our bm to come to an volatile and co-occurrent ejaculation. My cock pumping my seed deep in his ass and he, spraying my face and thorax, with his immature boy's cum. Of grade every dawn was not the same. There were forenoon of extreme tenderness when soft candy kiss to lips and case would suffice, There were mornings when I would awake earlier than him [ near of the time ] and finding him sleeping spoonful fashion in my arms, very slowly and gently accede his ass and simply lie there, with a few forward and backward movements to sustain my prick hard, and let the pleasure of the superstar wake him up.

We would then go to the bathroom and have a bath together. Soaping each other's dead body, removing all the dry out crusts of the previous night's emissions. Hands slippery with easy lay suds, delving oceanic abyss in the cracking of the ass, or running from ankle to groin, brushing rooster and formal in passing. laurel wreath, fingers spread wide, roughly applying the soap to the back, would change natural process, to cushy caresses when reaching the buttocks. My finger's breadth, gently pulling back his prepuce, to soap the head of his cock. Or his breath, caressing my downcast belly as he bent his trunk, or knelt before me to lather my legs would often enough be sufficient to bring about another erection. This would cause us to turn on the rain shower and wash off the scoop and go to"deflate"the erect cock. Most often by sucking, if it was Ajay's cock that got hard or by another fuck if it was mine that had stood up.


Though Ajay would introduce a finger in my ass sometimes to enhance some section of our play or other, he refused to love me. I had never asked him to do it during the period we were in a threesome with Raja, but during the two geezerhood that Ajay and I were lovers I sometimes felt the desire to flirt bottom to that lithe slim dead body and the straight cock with the cheeky pink head peeping from the foreskin. He always politely resist my requests. He would do anything and everything else I asked of him. He would rim my ass and use his tongue to agitate me. He would bear any attitude I asked him and allow me to roll in the hay him in any way I wanted. He would suck my cock and drink in all my cum. He would even appropriate me to suck him dry and unsay his creamy boy's ejaculate but he would never use his hammer to enter my ass. Of all the affair I have done in my life and of all the gratification I have had, this is the one thing I always will regret not experiencing.

We would often only emerge from the shower about 2 hours after we had entered it. Many the times we came out of the bathroom with rearing prick, but at that point far too hungry to pay attention to further demands for sex. After Raja had departed from the terzetto, the caliber of our secret plan together and the sexuality we indulged in took on a more romantic and dedicated air. Never once in the two years we spent having sex with each other, did either of us consider inviting any former boy to conjoin in our plot or to take rajah's place.

There were many of Ajay's friends who had become suspicious of our relationship and the nature and reasonableness behind his sponsor sojourn to my home and when I had body of work in the knit, the episodic night/nights we spent in a hotel in the nearby city. Some were the boys with whom Raja and Ajay had begun to search their sexuality. Others were boys who suspected the intimate connector between us and who would have liked to connect in. Yet others were son who I think, fancied Ajay and who were desperate to try to seduce him. Apparently some of the male child did overture him, telling him they"knew"what was going on between him and me and asking him either to give birth sex with them or for an introduction to me and for cellular inclusion in our game.
Some threatened him with vulnerability if he did not do what they asked or wanted. Some said they would inform his parents as to the actual cause for his visits to me. While we played many biz and fagged much of the twenty-four hour period and Night having great sex, I also took the trouble to teach him English and some early subjects. As his academic performance in school improved so dramatically after his tie-up with me his parents never suspected anything about our true human relationship, and were always felicitous to let their son visit me.



I once asked Ajay if he fancied any other boy or boys nearer his own age and his reply brought me to the verge of tear. He calmly stated that, though he had started his sexual journey with raja and some other son, after meeting me for the moment sentence, he had lost sake in having sex with anyone else. He had continued"playing"with Raja only because he had thought I had preferred Raja to him. Over the time we had been a triplet, I had always shared my affections equally between the two boy though it had been Ajay I had always preferred. Even though he had darker skin, he was by far the more attractive of the two and his body had more rude grace of God and beauty. Also his nature was far squeamish than raja's. When I told Ajay that it was always him that I had liked better and was always him I had looked forward to seeing again, it was his tour to induce teary eyes.
Ajay's thin consistency, better-looking hammer and easily penetrated ass were not just toy for me during the time we shared together. He had a quick and enquiring mind and learned easily all that I could instruct him, not only in bed but about life in universal. I taught him to read and write English almost as well as I could, coached him in maths, and other school subjects and made trusted his breeding covered all the aspects of necessary to help him advance in school as well as after that. Our relationship was based on sexual gratification in the get-go but soon moved to a different perspective. Our meetings would usually, even if there had been only a gap of just two or three 24-hour interval between them, consist of frenetic efforts to strive the others body, removing clothes as fast as potential and indulging in acts that brought about quick apogee and interjection. sass applied to already punishing cocks in a 69 or as soon as he was stripped of his clothes I would nominate him lie on his back with his legs at ear layer so his ass was exposed completely and run my lingua from the base of operations of his ballock to this ass hole a few multiplication taking him almost to the point of spilling his seed, then would quickly enter his ass and fuck him as deeply as potential. nearly of the time we would ejaculate simultaneously me deep in his ass and he spraying his own thorax and sometimes even me with his cum. Then would begin the more attentive phase of our passion devising where we sought to pleasure the early rather than indulging in New York minute satisfaction. We were supremely content with each early, and during the two years we spent playing plot and having fun, I never thought of any other boy.

Ajay was 19 years and one day old when I met him and first had sex with him and Raja. He was 20 year and four calendar month old when Raja left for Chennai and we knew that soon he would complete his schooling and would cause to take off working also that his parents would be looking for a St. Brigid for him. We knew we had just a yr or so to enjoy ourselves, which believe me we did. He was 22 years and four months old when the ending finally came. A week or so after his 22nd natal day I saw that his cheek, once so polish and innocent, with only the faintest tracing of down, had begun to show development, albeit delayed, of the typical thick Tamalian mustache. The step-in fuzz which had decorated his chin were now beginning to turn into harsh stubble that covered his impertinence as well. His features, which had till then retained a childish and innocent form, now began to coarsen and mature. Even his once luminous eyes began to dull.


His slender and boyish peter, with its rosy pink head peeping out of the prepuce was now more of a man's cock. His slim and hairless body had matured, developed muscles and tracings of hair on chest and belly. The once scanty pubic haircloth that was like slick down, and with which I had loved to play, was now a thick timber of rough curls from which his prick and chunk emerged. The strip of skin from his balls to his ass hole, once smooth and hairless, a dearie way for my glossa, and the licking of which was a for sure fire way to excite and inflame his mania, was now covered in whisker, and no longer inviting.
His parents had fixed his marriage for the next auspicious day, about 5 month in the futurity. We knew that the clock time to component part was drawing closer. The frequency of our love seemed to become foster and further apart as the final day drew closer. We would spend far Sir Thomas More sentence just talking or holding each other, instead of the usual frenzied sexual lustfulness that had consumed us previously. Right up to his 22nd birthday, which he had spent with me, [ It had become a tradition. He had also spent his 20th and 21st birthday with me ] our every meeting had been based on the lust and desire we had felt for each early's physical structure. Now as the tail of his maturing consistence, changing coming into court and his pending marriage fell over us, we understood that something wonderful was ending.

Sometimes a boy passing on the road will trigger a memory of those times and acts. I sometimes see a Edward Young boy and have to stop myself from calling out Ajay's gens. Have to cue myself that Ajay is a thing of the past times and something that ended a prospicient time ago. Eventually we parted, without regret, without any bad feeling. We still come across sometimes. But never refer to our past, the plot we played or the desires that sustained our human relationship for around the four years we had known each other intimately. Ajay's wife has produced only daughters. I often wonder, if he had had a son, would he suffer allowed his son to visit me.

Finis .