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

frigidness and Wet.

The Saga of Ajay and raja.

Part.1

The two design huddled, shivering in a turning point of the bus stop caught my attention as I got down from the bus. It was late at night, wet and extremely common cold, as only a Alfred Hawthorne station can get. None of the other few passenger, who had been on the bus seemed to find them and went hurriedly on their way. A nearer look revealed two young son, dressed in what appeared to be school uniform pants and coloured shirts. They were wet through and through and shivering so badly they could barely answer to my head. The bus that I had arrived on was the survive one of the day and would rejoin to the field only the succeeding morning. When I explained this to the boys they were on the threshold of tears.

notion sorry for their plight I asked them to come family with me. I could give them a repast, a alteration of clothes and a warm place to catch some Z's. The brisk walk of a kilometre from the bus stay to my house started to warm them up a bit. We reached my place with very trivial said as they were still too stale and wet to talk. I gave them towels to dry off and a couple of shirts and lungies to alter into. While they were changing I lit a firing in the sitting elbow room fireplace and made some soup. When they had dried themselves and changed I gave them two arena of piping hot soup to warm them up. Soon they were feeling LE chilled and were able to distinguish me some of their story.

The boys appeared to be about 18 or 19 years old. They were both from a small town in the plains at the groundwork of the hills and had bunked from school for the day to make a slip to see the lake and town. When they had visited a finis by tourist post, they had come across someone selling"conjuration mushroom"[ which this particular hill place was famous for producing ]. They had heard of many foreign tourist visiting, to buy and use these mushroom cloud and decided to dedicate it a try themselves. Having consumed the mushrooms they went into the pine woods and soon began to experience the burden. After wandering some distance from the road and with no real estimation of how far they had gone or the passage of time, they began to feel tire and lay down under the trees to sleep off the lethargy they felt.

Woken by the rain they were shocked to see it was almost night and getting dark. With a lot of difficulty they eventually found the road and were able to make it back into the town, which by then was shut down for the night. By this time they were both wet to the cutis, extremely cold and ravenously hungry. Keeping just enough money to pay for the bus back place they found a shop on the verge of conclusion and were able to buy a cup of coffee apiece and a couple of bondas, which did little to ward off the pangs of hungriness. They then sat down to waitress for the next bus, not knowing that the lastly 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 cold, though the elbow room had warmed up nicely. I asked them if they would like a shot of brandy to get rid of the tarriance shivering 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 hard strong drink. I poured out three shots of brandy and was not really surprised when they did not want water or soda with theirs. Barely diluting the brandy with some Miranda they finished off their spectacles before I had had fourth dimension to take Sir Thomas More than a couple of sips of my own drunkenness. This is the way Tamil boys pick up to take their pot likker, almost neat and gulped down to give a fast high.

By this meter I had prepared a more substantial repast and while they poured their moment round of drinks down their throats and wolfed the food, I finished my first swallow. Warmed by the brandy, the fire and the intellectual nourishment they began to slow down and to speak and conduct more freely. I poured them a third circle of drinks and told them to go slow with these. We started chatting in a oecumenical way and I found out more about them. Both boys were actually 19 years old and the premature day had been 1 birthday. This stumble to the hills had been undertaken as a celebration of that. They were good looking son, with the rule coffee coloured skin of Tamils, though unusual was the fact, that neither of them had practically facial hair's-breadth. Both were just starting to usher some down on the upper lip and around the chin when other Tamil boys of the same age would have had thick mustache and harsh stubble and would birth been shaving for a couple of years.

To me, boys of this eccentric and age are very attractive in a intimate way, so slowly I brought the topic of conversation around to sex and in exceptional 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 former male child. Perhaps, their suppression loosened by the brandy, both expressed their willingness to have a bit of fun with me and quite readily agreed to pee-pee it a threesome. We wasted very small clock time in talking after that and delivery in some blankets and rugs, soon made a nice bed on the floor in social movement of the fireplace. The room was quick enough for us to remove our wearing apparel with comfort and I began undressing one of the boys. Unbuttoning his shirt, I exposed his smooth and hairless chest of drawers with dark-skinned emblazon mammilla inviting the coating of tongue and lips. As I started to kiss and thrash his chest and nipples he showed some signs of being fresh to these sensations, but soon the rising bulge in his lungyi indicated that he was enjoying it.

turning to the other boy I started to buss his face and neck. He also showed foretoken of not being aware that lips and backtalk could induce such sensations. They both admitted that they had never indulged in any course of kissing or licking body process, never even knew that lips, spit and sassing could be the reservoir of the exquisite arousal they were now experiencing. Quite soon I had them both kissing, licking like master. Both were proficient assimilator 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 folds of their lungies and begging for attention. When I bent my head and took a cock in my mouth it came as such a stupor to the boy that he shot his load of cum in to a lesser extent than ten s.

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

The naked boy, called Ajay, and the one still in a longyi, whose name was raja, now turned their aid to undressing me. Raja removed my shirt and started to lick my pap and breast, working his way down to my stomach. Meanwhile Ajay had removed my trousers and my underwear and with surprisingly, no qualification took the duration of my cock in his mouth and began to suck it just as I had done to him a few minutes previously. Raja also went down in front man of me and started to work my balls then replaced Ajay and sucked my cock as well. For son who had never known about oral exam sex both proved superstar at the task.

To date their experiences had been mostly mutual masturbation and some amount of frottage, the insertion of a rampant cock between the clamped thigh of another ; I now introduced them to the broad spectrum of sexual activities that could be undertaken. I showed them how kisses, punch and love sting could enhance an erection, how sucking could impart a flaccid cock back to its hard body politic and the different methods used, to almost amount to climax and how to decelerate down and stop at that point so as to prolong the pleasure. I told them about anal sex and using a fingerbreadth to probe their arse showed them the total of joy to be achieved from fucking and getting fucked. Of course as both were"fresher"and extremely tight so that even my well lubricated finger caused them some uncomfortableness at first before they felt the delight of penetration. We could not go all the way though I would have loved to fuck both of them.

It was towards the early hours of the dayspring when all the consequence of the day began to catch up with them and both son started to flag. We settled down to sleep well warmed by our travail, the slowly choke fire lighting their grinning faces as the lay, one on either side of me, naked as the day they were born, flushed and shining, replete with intimate satisfaction. Innocently, trustingly they slept. Ajay's head cradled on my shoulder, his manus on my chest and his leg across my thighs, his now limp and flaccid cock pressed against my hip. Raja, sleeping nerve down had his arm across my stomach, his sugared backside was thrusting upward, exposed and inviting. I was tempted to kiss it one Sir Thomas More time.

Finis.

Coninued in role 2

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