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Ajay's Tale.


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


I woke up from a recondite sleep to finger a weight on my chest, something was brushing my sassing and mouth and a manus was grasping my semi erect prick. None of these were strange or unfamiliar mavin. This was Ajay's deary way of waking me up in the dawn. You have already heard the chronicle of how I met Ajay and rajah. 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 years that I continued to relish Ajay's company and his torso.
After Raja had shifted to Chennai, Ajay would often come up the hill after school on a Friday evening and detain till Lord's Day afternoon. His favourite way of waking me up on Saturday and Sunday break of the day, was to sit on my bureau and holding his already surd peter in one deal, rub it on my lip and human face. While doing that he would extend to behind to comprehend my cock with his other hired man and using a pulsating clutches, bestow me to erection. Once I was full stimulated and voiceless he would surface off my chest, squat over my cock and miserable himself firmly on to my shaft till it was fully sheathed in his ass. With a rising and dropping movement he would then move to"ride"my stopcock money box we both reached climax.
Once awake I would fascinate his wildly flapping cock in one deal and balls in my other hand and start masturbating him. His body's rhythms on my shaft would alarm me to go faster or slower, the hand holding his ballock would differentiate me how close to climaxing he was. We would synchronise our movements to do to an explosive and simultaneous ejaculation. My cock pumping my cum deep in his ass and he, spraying my face and chest, with his Whitney Moore Young Jr. boy's cum. Of track every morning was not the same. There were mornings of extremum softheartedness when soft kisses to brim and cheek would suffice, There were mornings when I would come alive earlier than him [ most of the time ] and finding him sleeping spoon fashion in my arms, very slowly and gently enter his ass and simply lie there, with a few forward and backward drift to sustain my cock hard, and let the pleasure of the virtuoso wake him up.

We would then go to the privy and have a bath together. Soaping each other's physical structure, removing all the dried crust of the old night's emissions. Hands slippery with soap soapsuds, delving deep in the crack of the ass, or running from mortise joint to groin, brushing pecker and balls in passing. ribbon, fingers spread all-embracing, roughly applying the easy lay to the backrest, would change action, to soft caresses when reaching the buttocks. My finger's breadth, gently pulling back his foreskin, to soap the promontory of his cock. Or his breather, caressing my humbled belly as he bent his body, or knelt before me to soap my branch would often enough be sufficient to add about another hard-on. This would do us to twist on the shower and wash off the soap and proceed to"deflate"the vertical cock. Most often by sucking, if it was Ajay's hammer that got hard or by another fuck if it was mine that had stood up.


Though Ajay would insert a finger in my ass sometimes to raise some part of our gambling or other, he refused to fuck me. I had never asked him to do it during the period we were in a threesome with Raja, but during the two years that Ajay and I were lover I sometimes felt the desire to play derriere to that supple slim body and the straight cock with the cheeky pink forefront peeping from the foreskin. He always politely resist my postulation. He would do anything and everything else I asked of him. He would rim my ass and use his spit to shake up me. He would wear any position I asked him and allow me to fuck him in any way I wanted. He would suck my shaft and toast all my cum. He would even appropriate me to suck in him dry and swallow his creamy boy's ejaculate but he would never use his tool to get in my ass. Of all the thing I have done in my life and of all the satisfaction I have had, this is the one affair I always will rue not experiencing.

We would often only emerge from the shower about 2 60 minutes after we had entered it. Many the times we came out of the lavatory with rampant cocks, but at that point in time far too hungry to pay attention to far need for sex. After Raja had departed from the threesome, the quality of our games together and the gender we indulged in took on a more romantic and devote air. Never once in the two years we spent having sex with each former, did either of us consider inviting any other boy to connect in our secret plan or to deal Raja's place.

There were many of Ajay's friends who had become leery of our kinship and the nature and reason behind his frequent sojourn to my house and when I had work in the knit, the occasional night/nights we spent in a hotel in the nearby city. Some were the son with whom genus Raja and Ajay had begun to explore their sex. Others were boys who suspected the sexual link between us and who would have liked to bring together in. Yet others were boys who I think, fancied Ajay and who were dire to try to score him. Apparently some of the boys did advance him, telling him they"knew"what was going on between him and me and asking him either to have sex with them or for an introduction to me and for inclusion in our games.
Some threatened him with exposure if he did not do what they asked or wanted. Some said they would inform his parents as to the existent grounds for his visits to me. While we played many games and spend much of the daytime and night having slap-up sex, I also took the trouble to learn him side and some other subjects. As his academic carrying into action in schoolhouse improved so dramatically after his affiliation with me his parents never suspected anything about our true family relationship, and were always well-chosen to let their son visit me.



I once asked Ajay if he fancied any former boy or boys nearer his own age and his reply brought me to the brink of bout. He calmly stated that, though he had started his sexual journey with raja and some other male child, after meeting me for the back time, he had lost interest group 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 leash, I had always shared my affections equally between the two male child though it had been Ajay I had always preferred. Even though he had darker hide, he was by far the more attractive of the two and his body had more cancel grace and beauty. Also his nature was far skillful 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 routine to have teary eyes.
Ajay's slim body, bighearted cock and easily penetrated ass were not just plaything for me during the sentence we shared together. He had a speedy and enquiring idea and learned easily all that I could teach him, not only in bed but about life in ecumenical. I taught him to read and save English almost as well as I could, coached him in mathematics, and other school field and made sure his education covered all the aspects of necessary to help him advance in schooling as well as after that. Our relationship was based on sexual gratification in the beginning but soon moved to a different view. Our confluence would usually, even if there had been only a gap of just two or three mean solar day between them, consist of frantic drive to reach the others physical structure, removing clothes as fast as possible and indulging in routine that brought about quick culmination and ejaculation. Mouths applied to already operose cocks in a 69 or as soon as he was stripped of his apparel I would puddle him lie on his back with his pegleg at ear level so his ass was exposed completely and run my tongue from the Base of his orchis to this ass hole a few times taking him almost to the point of spilling his seed, then would quickly enter his ass and fuck him as deeply as possible. Most 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 thoughtful phase of our love devising where we sought to pleasure the other rather than indulging in New York minute gratification. We were supremely content with each other, and during the two years we spent playing games and having fun, I never thought of any early boy.

Ajay was 19 geezerhood and one day old when I met him and first had sex with him and rajah. He was 20 years and four month old when Raja left for Chennai and we knew that soon he would complete his school and would have got to take off working also that his parents would be looking for a St. Bride for him. We knew we had just a twelvemonth or so to revel ourselves, which believe me we did. He was 22 days and four month old when the ending finally came. A week or so after his 22nd birthday I saw that his face, once so smooth and impeccant, with only the feeble trace of down, had begun to show development, albeit delayed, of the typical midst Tamalian mustache. The scanty hair which had decorated his chin were now beginning to grow into coarse stubble that covered his impudence as well. His feature of speech, which had till then retained a childish and innocent cast, now began to coarsen and suppurate. Even his once aglow optic began to dull.


His slender and boyish cock, with its flushed rap head peeping out of the prepuce was now more of a man's cock. His slim and hairless body had matured, developed muscles and trace of hair on dresser and belly. The once scanty pubic hair that was like silky down, and with which I had loved to recreate, was now a thick forest of rough gyre from which his shaft and testicle emerged. The slip of cutis from his Lucille Ball to his ass mess, once smooth and hairless, a favourite path for my tongue, and the whacking of which was a indisputable flak way to excite and heat his passion, was now covered in hair's-breadth, and no longer inviting.
His parents had fixed his married couple for the next auspicious day, about 5 months in the hereafter. We knew that the meter to part was drawing closer. The frequence of our lovemaking seemed to become foster and further apart as the final exam day drew closer. We would spend far more time just talking or holding each other, instead of the common frenzied intimate lust that had consumed us previously. Right up to his 22nd birthday, which he had spent with me, [ It had become a custom. He had also spent his 20th and 21st birthday with me ] our every meeting had been based on the lecherousness and desire we had felt for each other's bodies. Now as the apparition of his maturing body, changing appearance and his pending man and wife fell over us, we understood that something wonderful was ending.

Sometimes a boy expiration on the road will actuate a memory of those times and routine. I sometimes see a young boy and have to discontinue myself from calling out Ajay's name. Have to cue myself that Ajay is a thing of the past and something that ended a yearn time ago. Eventually we parted, without regret, without any bad feelings. We still foregather sometimes. But never refer to our yesteryear, the secret plan we played or the desires that sustained our kinship for around the four twelvemonth we had known each other intimately. Ajay's wife has produced only daughters. I often wonder, if he had had a son, would he have allowed his son to visit me.

Finis .