This a true account. Readers are advised not to read if offended by mature/young gay sex.

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The Saga of Ajay and genus Raja.

Part.1

The two figures huddled, shivering in a corner of the bus hitch caught my attention as I got down from the bus. It was late at night, wet and extremely insensate, as only a hill station can get. None of the former few passengers, who had been on the bus seemed to note them and went hurriedly on their way. A closer flavor revealed two young boys, dressed in what appeared to be schoolhouse undifferentiated trouser and dyed shirts. They were wet through and through and shivering so badly they could barely answer to my questions. The bus that I had arrived on was the last one of the day and would riposte to the plain stitch only the next morn. When I explained this to the male child they were on the scepter of tears.

opinion sorry for their plight I asked them to add up home with me. I could give them a meal, a change of clothes and a warm home to sleep. The brisk manner of walking of a kilometre from the bus occlusion to my theatre started to warm them up a bit. We reached my office with very little said as they were still too cold-blooded and wet to talk. I gave them towels to dry off and a couple of shirts and lungies to change into. While they were changing I lit a fire in the session way fireplace and made some soup. When they had dried themselves and changed I gave them two bowling ball of piping hot soup to warm them up. Soon they were feeling LE chilled and were capable to enjoin me some of their story.

The boys appeared to be about 18 or 19 geezerhood old. They were both from a pocket-sized Town in the plains at the animal foot of the hills and had bunked from shoal for the day to make a trip to see the lake and town. When they had visited a close by tourist berth, they had come across someone selling"magic mushroom cloud"[ which this particular hill place was famed for producing ]. They had heard of many alien tourists visiting, to buy and use these mushrooms and decided to commit it a try themselves. Having consumed the mushrooms they went into the pine forest and soon began to experience the effects. After wandering some distance from the road and with no tangible estimation of how far they had gone or the passage of time, they began to sense tired and lay down under the trees to sleep off the lethargy they felt.

Woken by the rain they were shocked to find it was almost night and getting dark. With a lot of difficulty they eventually found the road and were capable to progress to it back into the town, which by then was shut down for the night. By this clip they were both wet to the pelt, extremely frigid and ravenously hungry. Keeping just enough money to pay for the bus back domicile they found a shop on the verge of shutdown and were able-bodied to buy a cup of coffee berry apiece and a couple of bondas, which did little to ward off the pangs of thirstiness. They then sat down to wait for the next bus, not knowing that the finis bus going down the pitcher's mound had already departed. That is how they came to be where I found them.

They were perkerier by now but still feeling cold, though the room had warmed up nicely. I asked them if they would like a injection of brandy to get rid of the lingering quiver 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 in and were quite used to having hard spirits. I poured out three shots of brandy and was not really surprised when they did not want H2O or soda with theirs. Barely diluting the brandy with some Miranda they finished off their glasses before I had had time to take more than a couple of sips of my own drink. This is the way Tamil boys learn to take their spirits, almost neat and gulped down to make a tight high.

By this time I had prepared a more hearty meal and while they poured their endorsement round of drinks down their pharynx and wolfed the food, I finished my first drink. Warmed by the brandy, the fire and the intellectual nourishment they began to unbend and to speak and behave more freely. I poured them a 3rd one shot of drinks and told them to go slow with these. We started chatting in a general way and I found out more about them. Both boys were actually 19 years old and the previous day had been one birthday. This trip to the hills had been undertaken as a festivity of that. They were well looking boys, with the normal coffee coloured hide of Tamils, though unusual was the fact, that neither of them had often facial hair. Both were just starting to express some down on the upper lip and around the chin when early Tamil boys of the same age would ingest had thickheaded moustaches and rough husk and would sustain been shaving for a couple of years.

To me, boys of this case and age are very attractive in a intimate way, so slowly I brought the topic of conversation around to sex and in particular male to male sex. Somewhat to my surprisal both admitted that they had experimented with this and were quite open about their experiences, with each other and with other boys. Perhaps, their suppression 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 little fourth dimension in talking after that and bringing in some blankets and rugs, soon made a nice bed on the story in nominal head of the fireplace. The elbow room was warm enough for us to remove our dress with comfort and I began undressing one of the son. Unbuttoning his shirt, I exposed his smooth and hairless chest with dark coloured pap inviting the application of tongue and sassing. As I started to buss and lick his chest and nipple he showed some polarity of being unused to these adept, but soon the rising bulge in his lungi indicated that he was enjoying it.

turn to the other boy I started to kiss his face and cervix. He also showed mark of not being aware that mouth and lip could induce such sensations. They both admitted that they had never indulged in any form of kissing or licking activities, never even knew that sassing, lingua and back talk could be the source of the exquisite arousal they were now experiencing. Quite soon I had them both kissing, licking like professional. Both were good learners and not at all hesitant or shy to try anything new. By now both had rampant erecting with their turncock finding the way out of the sheep pen of their lungies and begging for attention. When I bent my head and took a cock in my oral cavity it came as such a seismic disturbance to the boy that he shot his load of cum in less than ten seconds.

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

The nude boy, called Ajay, and the one still in a lungi, whose name was rajah, now turned their attention to undressing me. genus Raja removed my shirt and started to lick my mammilla and pectus, working his way down to my tum. Meanwhile Ajay had removed my pant and my underwear and with surprisingly, no reservation took the length of my turncock in his mouth and began to suck in it just as I had done to him a few minutes previously. Raja also went down in front of me and started to lick my balls then replaced Ajay and sucked my peter as well. For boy who had never known about oral sex both proved wizard at the task.

To day of the month their experiences had been mostly mutual masturbation and some measure of frottage, the insertion of a rampant peter between the clamped thighs of another ; I now introduced them to the wax spectrum of intimate activities that could be undertaken. I showed them how kisses, biff and love chomp could enhance an erecting, how sucking could bestow a flaccid cock back to its hard State Department and the unlike method acting used, to almost come to climax and how to slow down and stop at that point so as to extend the delight. I told them about anal sex and using a finger to probe their asses showed them the amount of joy to be achieved from fucking and getting fucked. Of track as both were"freshman"and extremely tight so that even my well lubricated finger caused them some discomfort at first before they felt the delight of penetration. We could not go all the way though I would get loved to fuck both of them.

It was towards the too soon hours of the forenoon when all the events of the day began to charm up with them and both male child started to sag. We settled down to slumber well warmed by our elbow grease, the slowly go bad fire lighting their smiling faces as the lay, one on either side of me, naked as the day they were born, flushed and shining, instinct with sexual satisfaction. Innocently, trustingly they slept. Ajay's school principal cradled on my shoulder, his handwriting on my pectus and his leg across my thigh, his now limp and soft cock pressed against my hip. rajah, sleeping face down had his arm across my tummy, his sweet backside was thrusting upward, exposed and inviting. I was tempted to osculate it one more time.

Finis.

Coninued in Part 2

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