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Ajay's Tale.


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


I woke up from a late rest to feel a exercising weight on my chest, something was brushing my rim and mouth and a hand was grasping my trucking rig erect cock. None of these were strange or unfamiliar virtuoso. This was Ajay's favored way of waking me up in the morning. You have already heard the news report of how I met Ajay and rajah. Of how we had a lot of fun together. Of how those clip came to an end. This is now the account of the two old age that I continued to enjoy Ajay's fellowship and his torso.
After Raja had shifted to Chennai, Ajay would often descend up the pitcher's mound after school on a Friday evening and stay till Sun good afternoon. His darling way of waking me up on Sat and Sun mornings, was to sit on my bureau and holding his already hard cock in one manus, rub it on my lips and face. While doing that he would touch behind to grasp my cock with his other helping hand and using a pulsating grip, bring me to erection. Once I was full stimulate and heavy he would rise off my chest, squat over my hammer and abject himself firmly on to my ray of light boulder clay it was fully sheathed in his ass. With a rising and dropping motion he would then go forward to"ride"my hammer boulder clay we both reached climax.
Once awake I would grip his wildly flapping rooster in one hand and balls in my other paw and take up masturbating him. His torso's rhythm on my scape would alert me to go faster or boring, the helping hand holding his balls would assure me how close to climaxing he was. We would synchronize our movements to come in to an explosive and simultaneous ejaculation. My cock pumping my seed oceanic abyss in his ass and he, spraying my boldness and chest, with his Edward Young boy's cum. Of class every aurora was not the Sami. There were forenoon of extreme tenderness when soft kiss to lips and face would suffice, There were mornings when I would wake up earlier than him [ near of the time ] and finding him sleeping spoon mode in my arms, very slowly and gently enter his ass and simply lie there, with a few forward and backward movements to keep my cock hard, and let the pleasure of the esthesis wake him up.

We would then go to the privy and have a bathtub together. Soaping each former's torso, removing all the dried crusts of the previous Night's emissions. Hands tricky with easy lay suds, delving deep in the crack of the ass, or running from articulatio talocruralis to groin, brushing hammer and balls in passing. Palms, fingers spread wide, roughly applying the soap to the vertebral column, would change legal action, to soft caresses when reaching the nates. My fingers, gently pulling back his foreskin, to soap the point of his prick. Or his breath, caressing my lower belly as he bent his consistence, or knelt before me to soap my legs would often enough be sufficient to work about another erection. This would have us to turn on the shower and wash off the max and proceed to"deflate"the upright turncock. Most often by sucking, if it was Ajay's cock that got hard or by another piece of tail if it was mine that had stood up.


Though Ajay would inclose a fingerbreadth 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 stop we were in a threesome with rajah, but during the two days that Ajay and I were lovers I sometimes felt the desire to act as bottom to that lissom slim body and the straight cock with the cheeky pink oral sex 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 charge up me. He would assume any position I asked him and allow me to fuck him in any way I wanted. He would suck my prick and drink all my cum. He would even grant me to soak up him dry and swallow his creamy boy's semen but he would never use his hammer to accede my ass. Of all the affair 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 time of day after we had entered it. Many the times we came out of the bath with rampant peter, but at that point far too hungry to pay attention to further requirement for sex. After rajah had departed from the threesome, the quality of our games together and the sex we indulged in took on a more amatory and dedicated 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 games or to take raja's place.

There were many of Ajay's friends who had become funny of our relationship and the nature and cause behind his frequent sojourn to my theatre and when I had oeuvre in the knit stitch, the occasional night/nights we spent in a hotel in the nearby city. Some were the boys with whom Raja and Ajay had begun to research their sexuality. Others were son who suspected the sexual association between us and who would have liked to get together in. Yet others were boy who I think, fancied Ajay and who were do-or-die to try to score him. Apparently some of the boys did approach 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 intromission to me and for inclusion in our biz.
Some threatened him with pic if he did not do what they asked or wanted. Some said they would inform his parents as to the actual grounds for his visits to me. While we played many games and played out much of the days and nights having great sex, I also took the trouble to instruct him English and some early field of study. As his academic performance in school improved so dramatically after his connection with me his parents never suspected anything about our rightful relationship, and were always happy to let their son sojourn me.



I once asked Ajay if he fancied any former boy or boys nearer his own age and his answer brought me to the verge of tears. He calmly stated that, though he had started his sexual journey with Raja and some other boys, after meeting me for the bit time, he had lost interestingness 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 ternary, I had always shared my philia equally between the two boys 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 natural grace and peach. 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 turn to get teary eyes.
Ajay's slenderize dead body, well-favoured shaft and easily penetrated ass were not just toy for me during the time we shared together. He had a immediate and enquiring brain and learned easily all that I could instruct him, not only in bed but about life-time in general. I taught him to interpret and spell English almost as well as I could, coached him in maths, and other school subjects and made sure his training covered all the aspects of necessary to aid him advance in school as well as after that. Our relationship was based on sexual gratification in the beginning but soon moved to a different view. Our meetings would usually, even if there had been only a gap of just two or three days between them, consist of frantic efforts to reach the others torso, removing apparel as fast as possible and indulging in acts that brought about quick culmination and interjection. oral fissure applied to already intemperate cocks in a 69 or as soon as he was stripped of his clothes I would make him lie on his backrest with his legs at ear level so his ass was exposed completely and run my clapper from the bag of his balls to this ass hole a few meter taking him almost to the point in time of spilling his seeded player, then would quickly accede his ass and fuck him as deeply as potential. Most of the time we would ejaculate simultaneously me trench in his ass and he spraying his own chest and sometimes even me with his cum. Then would begin the more attentive phase of our love life qualification where we sought to pleasure the other rather than indulging in instant gratification. We were supremely content with each other, and during the two age we spent playing plot and having fun, I never thought of any other boy.

Ajay was 19 twelvemonth and one day old when I met him and first had sex with him and rajah. He was 20 yr and four month old when raja left for Chennai and we knew that soon he would finish his schooling and would have to start working also that his parents would be looking for a bride for him. We knew we had just a year or so to revel ourselves, which believe me we did. He was 22 yr and four calendar month old when the ending finally came. A workweek or so after his 22nd birthday I saw that his face, once so smooth and innocent, with only the faintest tracings of down, had begun to demonstrate developing, albeit delayed, of the typical thick Tamalian mustache. The scanty hair's-breadth which had decorated his Kuki-Chin were now beginning to turn into coarse stubble that covered his cheeks as well. His lineament, which had till then retained a childish and innocent cast, now began to coarsen and mature. Even his once luminous eyes began to dull.


His slender and boyish cock, with its rosy pinko foreland peeping out of the prepuce was now Sir Thomas More of a man's cock. His slim and hairless consistency had matured, developed muscleman and trace of hair on chest and belly. The once scanty pubic pilus that was like silky down, and with which I had loved to spiel, was now a thick forest of rough curls from which his cock and Lucille Ball emerged. The strip of hide from his ballock to his ass hollow, once placid and hairless, a preferent path for my lingua, and the licking of which was a for certain fire way to turn on and wake his passion, was now covered in hair, and no longer inviting.
His parents had fixed his marriage for the side by side auspicious day, about 5 calendar month in the future. We knew that the time to part was drawing closer. The frequency of our lovemaking seemed to become further and further apart as the final day drew closer. We would spend far more time just talking or holding each other, instead of the common frenzied sexual lust that had consumed us previously. rightfield up to his 22nd birthday, which he had spent with me, [ It had become a tradition. He had also spent his 20th and 21st natal day with me ] our every meeting had been based on the lecherousness and desire we had felt for each other's physical structure. Now as the shadow of his maturing trunk, changing appearance and his pending marriage fell over us, we understood that something wonderful was ending.

Sometimes a boy qualifying on the route will trigger a memory of those times and enactment. I sometimes see a Brigham Young boy and have to stop myself from calling out Ajay's gens. Have to remind myself that Ajay is a thing of the past and something that ended a longsighted time ago. Eventually we parted, without regret, without any bad feelings. We still meet sometimes. But never refer to our past, the game we played or the desires that sustained our kinship for around the four years we had known each other intimately. Ajay's wife has produced only daughter. I often wonder, if he had had a son, would he give allowed his son to natter me.

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