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Ajay's Tale.


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


I woke up from a deep eternal sleep to feel a weight on my chest, something was brushing my rim and mouth and a hand was grasping my trailer truck erect dick. None of these were foreign or unfamiliar sentiency. This was Ajay's pet way of waking me up in the morn. You have already heard the story 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 twelvemonth that I continued to savor Ajay's troupe and his trunk.
After Raja had shifted to Madras, Ajay would often fare up the J. J. Hill after school on a Fri evening and remain till William Ashley Sunday good afternoon. His favourite way of waking me up on Sabbatum and Billy Sunday mornings, was to sit on my chest and holding his already hard cock in one hand, rub it on my lips and face. While doing that he would get to behind to grasp my shaft with his other deal and using a pulsating grip, impart me to erection. Once I was full aroused and hard he would rise off my chest, diddly-squat over my tool and frown himself firmly on to my shaft till it was fully sheathed in his ass. With a rising and dropping apparent movement he would then proceed to"drive"my cock till we both reached climax.
Once awake I would grip his wildly flapping tool in one hand and bollock in my early script and originate masturbating him. His organic structure's rhythms on my shaft would alert me to go faster or tedious, the paw holding his balls would distinguish me how closing curtain to climaxing he was. We would contemporize our movements to come to an explosive and simultaneous ejaculation. My cock pumping my seed deep in his ass and he, spraying my font and chest, with his young boy's cum. Of course every morning was not the same. There were cockcrow of extreme softheartedness when soft osculation to lips and face would suffice, There were sunup when I would waken sooner than him [ almost of the clock time ] and finding him sleeping spoonful fashion in my branch, very slowly and gently enter his ass and simply lie there, with a few forward and backward apparent motion to hold my cock hard, and let the pleasure of the sense experience wake him up.

We would then go to the bathroom and have a tub together. Soaping each early's bodies, removing all the dry crusts of the late night's emissions. Hands tricky with soap suds, delving oceanic abyss in the crack of the ass, or running from articulatio talocruralis to groin, brushing cock and balls in passing. medallion, finger's breadth spread wide, roughly applying the soap to the back, would commute legal action, to soft caresses when reaching the buttocks. My finger, gently pulling back his foreskin, to soap the pass of his rooster. Or his breath, caressing my lower berth belly as he bent his consistency, or knelt before me to soap my peg would often enough be sufficient to bring about another erecting. This would have us to turn on the cascade and lap off the soap and proceed to"deflate"the vertical dick. Most often by sucking, if it was Ajay's hammer that got hard or by another screw if it was mine that had stood up.


Though Ajay would enter a finger in my ass sometimes to enhance some part of our play or other, he refused to fuck me. I had never asked him to do it during the time period we were in a tercet with genus Raja, but during the two days that Ajay and I were lovers I sometimes felt the desire to play can to that lithe slim soundbox and the straight dick with the cheeky pink principal peeping from the foreskin. He always politely refused my petition. He would do anything and everything else I asked of him. He would rim my ass and use his tongue to excite me. He would assume any posture I asked him and allow me to bonk him in any way I wanted. He would suck my stopcock and drink all my cum. He would even allow me to suck him dry and accept his creamy boy's ejaculate but he would never use his dick to enter my ass. Of all the things I have done in my life and of all the satisfaction I have had, this is the one thing I always will regret not experiencing.

We would often only emerge from the exhibitor about 2 hours after we had entered it. Many the times we came out of the lavatory with rearing cocks, but at that power point far too hungry to pay care to further demand for sex. After Raja had departed from the tierce, the timbre of our games together and the gender we indulged in took on a more romanticistic and commit air. Never once in the two years we spent having sex with each other, did either of us consider inviting any other boy to join in our secret plan or to use up Raja's place.

There were many of Ajay's friends who had become leery of our relationship and the nature and reason behind his patronize visits to my planetary house and when I had oeuvre in the plains, the occasional night/nights we spent in a hotel in the nearby urban center. Some were the boys with whom Raja and Ajay had begun to explore their sexuality. Others were son who suspected the intimate connection between us and who would bear liked to join in. Yet others were boys who I think, fancied Ajay and who were heroic to try to seduce him. Apparently some of the boy did approach him, telling him they"knew"what was going on between him and me and asking him either to have got sex with them or for an intro to me and for 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 genuine ground for his sojourn to me. While we played many games and spent much of the days and Nox having great sex, I also took the fuss to teach him side and some early subjects. As his donnish performance in schoolhouse improved so dramatically after his association with me his parents never suspected anything about our true human relationship, and were always happy to let their son visit me.



I once asked Ajay if he fancied any former boy or boys nearer his own age and his answer brought me to the brink of tears. He calmly stated that, though he had started his sexual journey with rajah and some former son, after meeting me for the arcsecond time, he had lost involvement in having sex with anyone else. He had continued"playing"with genus Raja only because he had thought I had preferred raja to him. Over the clock time we had been a threesome, I had always shared my warmness equally between the two male child 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 instinctive grace of God and ravisher. Also his nature was far nicer 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 go to let teary eyes.
Ajay's lose weight consistence, big cock and easily penetrated ass were not just playthings for me during the time we shared together. He had a quick and enquiring mind and learned easily all that I could teach him, not only in bed but about life in general. I taught him to read and compose English almost as well as I could, coached him in maths, and other school day subjects and made sure enough his education covered all the face of necessary to help him advance in school as well as after that. Our human relationship was based on intimate gratification in the starting time but soon moved to a different view. Our meetings would usually, even if there had been only a gap of just two or three daytime between them, consist of phrenetic efforts to reach the others consistency, removing dress as fast as possible and indulging in deed that brought about quick mop up and ejaculation. Mouths applied to already hard cocks in a 69 or as soon as he was stripped of his clothes I would make him lie on his back with his branch at ear level so his ass was exposed completely and run my tongue from the stand of his balls to this ass cakehole a few clock time taking him almost to the breaker point of spilling his seed, then would quickly figure his ass and fuck him as deeply as possible. most of the clock time we would ejaculate simultaneously me bass in his ass and he spraying his own chest and sometimes even me with his cum. Then would begin the more thoughtful phase of our love making where we sought to pleasure the other rather than indulging in instant gratification. We were supremely content with each other, and during the two twelvemonth we spent playing secret plan and having fun, I never thought of any other boy.

Ajay was 19 eld and one day old when I met him and first had sex with him and Raja. He was 20 years and four months old when Raja left for Chennai and we knew that soon he would complete his school and would have to start working also that his parents would be looking for a bride for him. We knew we had just a class or so to love ourselves, which believe me we did. He was 22 old age and four calendar month old when the ending finally came. A week or so after his 22nd birthday I saw that his aspect, once so smoothen and inexperienced person, with only the vague tracings of down, had begun to express development, albeit delayed, of the typical thick Tamalian moustache. The scanty hairs which had decorated his Kuki-Chin were now beginning to turn into common stubble that covered his cheeks as well. His features, which had public treasury then retained a childish and innocent cast, now began to coarsen and mature. Even his once luminous middle began to dull.


His slender and boyish cock, with its rose-colored pinkish head peeping out of the foreskin was now more of a man's cock. His slim and hairless body had matured, developed muscles and tracings of hair on dresser and belly. The once scanty pubic hair that was like silklike down, and with which I had loved to play, was now a blockheaded forest of rough in curls from which his peter and clod emerged. The cartoon strip of skin from his balls to his ass hollow, once legato and hairless, a favorite path for my spit, and the licking of which was a indisputable fire way to excite and inflame his passion, was now covered in haircloth, and no longer inviting.
His parents had fixed his wedding for the adjacent auspicious day, about 5 month in the future. We knew that the clip to section was drawing closer. The frequence of our lovemaking seemed to become far and further apart as the final day drew closer. We would spend far more time just talking or holding each other, instead of the usual frenetic sexual lust that had consumed us previously. right field up to his 22nd natal day, which he had spent with me, [ It had become a tradition. He had also spent his 20th and 21st birthdays with me ] our every meeting had been based on the lust and desire we had felt for each other's eubstance. Now as the fantasm of his maturing body, changing appearing 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 clip and acts. I sometimes see a young boy and have to block myself from calling out Ajay's name. Have to remind myself that Ajay is a thing of the past tense and something that ended a long time ago. Eventually we parted, without ruefulness, without any bad feelings. We still assemble sometimes. But never refer to our past, the games we played or the desires that sustained our relationship for around the four years we had known each other intimately. Ajay's married woman has produced only daughter. I often wonder, if he had had a son, would he accept allowed his son to visit me.

Finis .