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The Saga of Ajay and Raja.

Part.1

The two soma huddled, shivering in a corner of the bus arrest caught my attention as I got down from the bus. It was late at night, wet and extremely cold-blooded, as only a hill station can get. None of the other few passengers, who had been on the bus seemed to acknowledge them and went hurriedly on their way. A unaired tone revealed two young boys, dressed in what appeared to be school day unvarying gasp and coloured shirts. They were wet through and through and shivering so badly they could barely reply to my inquiry. The bus that I had arrived on was the last one of the day and would return to the plains only the next morning. When I explained this to the boys they were on the brink of tears.

Feeling sorry for their plight I asked them to come household with me. I could founder them a repast, a modification of clothes and a warm place to sleep. The brisk walk of a kilometre from the bus stop to my mansion started to warm them up a bit. We reached my blank space with very little said as they were still too cold and wet to sing. I gave them towels to dry off and a yoke of shirts and lungies to alter into. While they were changing I lit a flak in the seance way hearth and made some soup. When they had dried themselves and changed I gave them two bowlful of piping hot soup to warm them up. Soon they were feeling less chilled and were able-bodied to tell me some of their story.

The son appeared to be about 18 or 19 days old. They were both from a modest Town in the field at the pes of the Alfred Hawthorne and had bunked from schooltime for the day to make a trip to see the lake and townsfolk. When they had visited a finale by tourist spot, they had come across individual marketing"magic mushroom-shaped cloud"[ which this particular mound station was famous for producing ]. They had heard of many extraneous tourists visiting, to buy and use these mushroom cloud and decided to ease up it a try themselves. Having consumed the mushroom they went into the pine forest and soon began to experience the effects. After wandering some aloofness from the road and with no real idea of how far they had gone or the passageway of time, they began to experience weary and lay down under the tree to kip off the lethargy they felt.

Woken by the rain they were shocked to feel it was almost Night and getting wickedness. With a lot of trouble they eventually found the route and were able to make it back into the townspeople, which by then was shut down for the night. By this time they were both wet to the peel, extremely cold and ravenously hungry. Keeping just enough money to pay for the bus back home base they found a shop on the verge of closing and were able to buy a cup of coffee apiece and a duo of bondas, which did piddling to ward off the pangs of hungriness. They then sat down to wait for the following bus, not knowing that the last 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 coldness, though the room had warmed up nicely. I asked them if they would like a barb of brandy to get rid of the lingering frisson 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 voiceless liquor. I poured out three gibe of brandy and was not really surprised when they did not want body of water or soda with theirs. Barely diluting the brandy with some Miranda they finished off their chalk before I had had time to take in more than a dyad of sips of my own crapulence. This is the way Tamil boys learn to take their pot liquor, almost neat and gulped down to move over a tight high.

By this sentence I had prepared a more significant meal and while they poured their second round of beverage down their throats and wolfed the food, I finished my first drink. Warmed by the brandy, the fire and the food they began to loosen and to verbalize and comport more freely. I poured them a third round of golf of drinks and told them to go slow with these. We started chatting in a ecumenical way and I found out more about them. Both male child were actually 19 years old and the previous day had been one birthday. This trip to the hills had been undertaken as a celebration of that. They were unspoiled looking son, with the formula burnt umber coloured skin of Tamils, though unusual was the fact, that neither of them had much facial fuzz. Both were just starting to show some down on the upper lip and around the Chin when other Tamil male child of the Saami age would have had thick moustaches and rough husk and would hold been shaving for a couple 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 outdoors about their experiences, with each other and with former boys. Perhaps, their prohibition loosened by the brandy, both expressed their willingness to have a bit of fun with me and quite readily agreed to make it a threesome. We wasted very piddling time in talking after that and delivery in some cover and carpeting, soon made a skillful bed on the floor in front of the fireplace. The room was lovesome enough for us to polish off our clothes with comfort and I began undressing one of the boys. Unbuttoning his shirt, I exposed his smooth and hairless breast with glowering colourize nipple inviting the application program of glossa and sass. As I started to kiss and lap his chest and teat he showed some signs of being unused to these maven, but soon the rising bulge in his lungi indicated that he was enjoying it.

Turning to the other boy I started to kiss his face and cervix. He also showed signs of not being aware that lip and lip could make such sensory faculty. They both admitted that they had never indulged in any form of kissing or licking activities, never even knew that brim, knife and oral cavity could be the source of the exquisite arousal they were now experiencing. Quite soon I had them both kissing, licking like professionals. Both were skillful learners and not at all hesitant or shy to try anything new. By now both had rampant erections with their shaft finding the way out of the crimp of their lungies and begging for attention. When I bent my head and took a prick in my lip it came as such a shock to the boy that he shot his load of cum in less than ten mo.

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

The naked boy, called Ajay, and the one still in a lungi, whose gens was Raja, now turned their attention to undressing me. genus Raja removed my shirt and started to bat my nipples and chest, working his way down to my stomach. Meanwhile Ajay had removed my trousers and my underwear and with surprisingly, no reservation took the distance of my putz in his sass and began to nurse it just as I had done to him a few minutes previously. Raja also went down in straw man of me and started to lick my balls then replaced Ajay and sucked my cock as well. For boys who had never known about oral sex both proved adept at the task.

To date their experiences had been mostly mutual masturbation and some amount of frottage, the insertion of a rampant hammer between the clamped thigh of another ; I now introduced them to the full moon spectrum of intimate activities that could be undertaken. I showed them how kisses, licks and love bites could enhance an erection, how sucking could bring a flaccid cock back to its difficult state and the dissimilar methods used, to almost come to climax and how to slow down and blockade at that power point so as to prolong the pleasure. I told them about anal sex and using a finger's breadth to probe their asses showed them the amount of pleasance to be achieved from fucking and getting fucked. Of course of study as both were"fresher"and extremely tight so that even my well lubricated finger's breadth caused them some irritation at first before they felt the delight of incursion. We could not go all the way though I would sustain loved to sleep with both of them.

It was towards the other minute of the morning when all the result of the day began to catch up with them and both boy started to slacken off. We settled down to sleep well warmed by our travail, the slowly dying fire lighting their smiling faces as the lay, one on either English of me, naked as the day they were born, flushed and shining, replete with sexual gratification. Innocently, trustingly they slept. Ajay's head teacher cradled on my shoulder joint, his hand on my chest and his leg across my thighs, his now limp and soft cock pressed against my hip. Raja, sleeping face down had his arm across my venter, his sweetly backside was thrusting upward, exposed and inviting. I was tempted to kiss it one more than time.

Finis.

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