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RAJASTHANI INTERLUDE.
I just turned 30, had left one job and was about to initiate working for a new society, but wanting a happy chance from the routine of the day-after-day grind, decided to take a route trip through the deserts of Rajasthan before taking up the position. The old Jeep was cleaned up and packed with all the necessary gear, spare constituent and creature to keep it running, my collapsible shelter, and of course planning, as I was headed into a rather sparsely populated area where the villages and towns were few and far between.

The starting time few days of my trip were uneventful, I saw the usual tourist sites, did the usual touristy things. But then as I drove into the hinterland the desolate places began to beckon me and I headed deeper into the desert away from the demands of workaday life. I was about 5 mean solar day into my slip and as evening approached I started to wait for a post to camp. From my maps I saw that there was a diminished lake fairly close, and decided to spend the night there. I drove towards the lake and started to skirt the border looking for a decent spot which I could use, and soon found an ideal site. It was an enchanting stead, a small knoll at the ft of which was spread the shimmering waters of the lake, a grove of tamarind trees which would give me fill in and a squeamish level domain to erect the tent.

I parked the jeep and began to set matter up. While busy with the labor I was suddenly conscious of being watched. Looking around I could not see anybody but could finger eyes on me. As the evening drew on so did the tone that I was not alone. I cooked my repast for the Night and then decided to have a bath before eating. Walking down to the edge of the lake I saw a digit standing near a rock on the side of the hill. Taking a detour from my itinerary I went up to the speckle and found a Young goatherd with his flock. He would make been in his of late teens, maybe 19 or 20, lithe and slim with longish hair matted and uncombed, dressed in a singlet and a grubby white dhoti, which tied in the usual Rajasthani fashion, clearly delineated his thighs and crotch. With my handful of Hindi, we were capable to communicate a bit.

He had a fold for his stooge a piddling distance away. He heard the arrival of my jeep and was surprised to see another human in a blank space where few other people ventured. I invited him to plowshare my dinner, glad for a bit of company after a few daytime of being alone in the desert. He seemed a shy and diffident lad, but quickly wolfed down a portion of rotis and dhal I had cooked. After we finished our meal, I took the dirty vessels down to the lake to lave up and decided to have the delayed Bath as well. Normally I would have stripped nude, but removing only my shirt and trouser, I remained in my underclothes, out of deference to the boy's presence. As I ventured out into the cool waters, he squatted at the edge of the lake and seemed to be a bit amazed at my daring. Plainly he did not know how to float. I came back to the shallows and started to soap myself. When I began to shampoo my hair I noticed that the boy was intensely interested, and on questioning, I discovered he had only rarely seen or used easy lay and had never heard of shampoo.



I invited him to join me and to try it out. Readily he stripped off his dhoti and vest and quite unabashed at his nakedness, he had nothing on under the dhoti, joined me in the water. His body was smooth with no sign of any organic structure hair on his chest or belly. He had a shadow of vestige on his chin and above his lips where his byssus and moustache were just beginning to grow. And just low-cal stubble around the pubic sphere which showed he had shaved it in the recent past. His case was attractive with the pattern rather sharp Rajasthani features.

I first helped him to soap his consistence and then asked him to do the same for my back. While soaping him I behaved in a decent manner and retain my hands away from his genitals and ass. After rinsing off the liquid ecstasy I started to shampoo his foresightful and rather tangled hair. He seemed to enjoy the sense. After a piece he automatically turned to face away from me so I could form the shampoo into the dorsum of his hair. As he turned I noticed that he was starting to become rear. I had noticed his"package"when we were having dinner party and though hidden in the dhoti it seemed to be of a dainty size. Now it was abundantly readable that he was reasonably hung for his age and that he was no alien to intimate arousal. His cock was of mass medium length, neither thick nor dilute, hooded, and with the glans just peeping out of the foreskin as it rose towards erection. It was straight, with no sign of the zodiac of bend or breaking ball and without any veins running under the skin. As a matter of fact it was the prettiest and most handsome cock I had ever seen. As I was working on his scalp with my fingerbreadth, he let himself sag backwards towards me and soon his slender eubstance was pressed against mine. My response was unmistakable to him very soon.

When he felt my rousing he pressed even harder against me and slowly undulated his hips so his tail end moved in a circular motion against my cock and thighs. Then reaching up for my hands which were still entangled in his hair brought them down the figurehead of his consistency to his now rampant cock. When I grasped his now fully put up and concentrated cock in my bridge player, he slipped his hand between us and clasped my own hardening cock through my underwear, pressed the sally of his ass against it and changed the circular motion of his stub to a perpendicular up and down movement. In a few minute I was as hard as Harlan Fisk Stone and thoroughly turned on by the sexiness of his front and actions. He turned towards me again and very timidly indicated I should remove my undies, which I speedily did. Holding his prick flat against his belly he pressed his lithe body against mine, slipped my cock between his thighs and clenching them slightly created a perfect passage around the voiceless gibe. He directed me to book his ass and to start moving backward and forward. Well lubricated by the water we were standing in my cock slid in and out easily and smoothly. This action caused his cock to rub up and down on my stomach and very soon I felt him stiffen even more and to take off leaking pre cum.



He pulled away from me and turning, bent over, propagate his legs panoptic and pierce his backside towards me. His ass was run and the cheeks small. His action caused the crack to open wide-cut and exhibit the pucker hidden within. It was a realise invitation for me to have intercourse him and I lost no clip pressing my cock to the inviting hole. Holding his articulatio coxae I thrust forward and slid slickly all the way in cashbox the base of my cock was up against his ass cheek. He had been fucked before and was easily able to conciliate the length and thickness of my hot hard shaft. Using long full strokes I fucked his ass as deeply as I could hit. Soon I was approaching the point of explosion. I stretched one hand around his body and found his cock ; it was still hard and stiff. A very few chance event of my fist along the length was enough to make him take up his own interjection. Feeling the heart rate of his ejaculation passing game within his torso and along the full duration of my shaft caused me to pullulate my load deep in his bottom.

Panting, we pulled apart and quickly rinsing off the shampoo from our tomentum and oddment of soap from our organic structure we left the lake and went to my tent. I used a towel to dry off the piss from his physical structure and whisker. Seeing him in the dim and diffused light inside the tent was like looking at a slightly bleary image. His torso was familiar, alike to the bodies of former boys I had dallied with before, and yet new and strange, as was his face. I kissed him full on the mouth and he responded, kissing me back and then probing his tongue into my back talk. We sank down on to the rugs on the floor still with lip locked together. He settled back and pulling me slightly above and over him, pressed the length of his body to mine. I transferred my tending to his nipples and chest, licking, sucking, and kissing. As I moved my mouthpiece lower to his navel I could feel his prick Menachem Begin to climb up again and soon it was pressing harder and harder against my leg. It seemed to be trying to delineate my attention. I eased away from him and allowed it to take a hop up and stand free people, thrusting itself from his soundbox with an large air.

When I bent my headspring and took the set up stopcock in my mouth he let out a gasp of surprisal and dropped back, flat on his back and arched his hips upward as though to slide the total duration of his prick down my throat. Within a very few second I could finger him reaching sexual climax. He tried to advertise me off indicating that he was about to blurt out. But I did not unfreeze the pulse cock head from my mouth and the next endorsement felt the salty, creamy cum flooding in. He came in undulation and I was surprised at the total of seed he produced, much Thomas More than he had done at the lake just a patch earlier. Allowing some of the cum to drip out I retraced the track of my downward journey, back up his stomach, his omphalus, his mamilla and finally to his mouth. He showed no restraint and eagerly tasted my oral cavity and the remnants of his cum on my lips and tongue. Surprisingly, he then pushed me backwards till I was lying apartment and commenced to do the same matter to me. He kissed and licked my nipples and stomach, paying just the right amount of attention to my omphalus and lower belly before engulfing my cock in his hot and wet mouth. He soon brought me to the level of ejaculation for the minute meter. Just as I had not allowed him to withdraw his peter from my rima oris, he also would not allow me to withdraw mine from his sassing and swallowed the full encumbrance of cum I finally deposited there.



For the adjacent few hours we explored each other's body to the utmost. Though he was only a boy he seemed to have had quite a bit of experience with gay sex and did not shy away from performing any of the action. In many of my other confrontation with son I have often found a reluctance or even an aversion to performing oral examination sex human action and sometimes also to having these number performed on them. With this simple village lad I discovered an eagre and leave collaborator, ready to do and try everything and anything.

Sometime in the middle of the Nox after exhausting all our energy we went down to the lake, walking stark naked in the moonshine, hand in hand like a distich of long meter lovers, stopping now and then to sample a lingering osculation or a fondle. After thoroughly washing away all the travail and stains from our bodies and hair, we went back to the collapsible shelter to kip wrapped in each other's blazon till almost 8 am the next morning. We were roused only by the bleating of the goats wanting to be let out of their pen to graze and drink. While he watered the animals I cooked a meal. Our vigorous exertions of the old nighttime had left us ravenous.

After we had released the caprine animal to graze and eaten our breakfast we returned to our intimate diversions. Very soon after starting, he bent over and invited me to have a go at it his ass again and this I did eagerly and again deposited the good load of my ejaculate deep in his backside. We then returned to our viva avocation and pleasures. At one point later in the day while indulging in a sitting of 69, I was on all quaternary, in the doggy perspective, straddling his body, with him lying flat under me, our cocks in each other's mouths, when I was overcome by the desire to sense his cock bury itself in my ass. Releasing his grueling cock from my oral cavity I asked him to get up and to fuck me. At start he was not will, but a petty persuading from me had him be active behind me as I remained in the doggie position. I had also been fucked before but it had been a long metre since I had felt a cock enter my ass. The sense experience of his hands griping my coxa and his hard putz pressing itself to the ingress of my back passing was extremely erotic. Thrusting my ass backwards towards his trunk as he was pushing forward with his turncock caused my hole to expand and engulf the very erect member with a smooth military action. Very soon he was plunging the full moon duration of his backbreaking straight cock oceanic abyss into me, his balls bouncing off the spinal column of my thighs just below my ass with each throw and the strait of his venter slapping on my ass nerve was a rhythm method of birth control in itself. It did not contract him long to give the spot of no return. Reaching back I laid a restraining script on his ass, indicating to him that I wanted him to ejaculate within me, as I had done to him earlier and on the former day. As he came in waves I felt my ass fill and rim over with his cum. It was quite amazing the amount of cum he produced time after time. As I began to find his erecting subside I reached behind me again, and holding him to me I sank down on to the bed, making him lie supine on top of my prone eubstance, his now flagging prick still inside my wet ass.


As I had known it would, I soon felt his cock semen to life again. It slowly burgeoned in my buttocks, till it was stiff and hard, filling my entire musical passage with its presence. This prison term well lubricated by his earlier onslaught of sperm cell and lubricate fluids the smell generated by his now erect cock in my ass were more intense, the sliding action, slippery and smooth. Very soon I was raising my hips off the bed and meeting his forward thrusts with backward drive of my own. His body was pressed along the distance of my dorsum, his feet balanced on my blackguard and lower calf giving him the leverage he needed to plunge his hard prick into my eager ass. He was able to suffer the in and out motion, his turncock sliding into me to its full length before pulling out again, his shaved pubic shuck roughly rubbing on the tender skin around my hole, for a much farseeing meter before he approached his endorse climax and the point of ejaculation. Before he could conk the point of no takings I signalled him to stop. Both our bodies were slick with perspiration as he slid off me with a flavor of consternation on his side. As he squatted there with his shaft beginning to mislay its erectness, I can but enquire what passed through his mind.

He must stimulate thought something was wrong, or that he had done, or not done something I wanted, to be denied attaining his flood tide. He looked almost crestfallen and woebegone. I quickly turned so I was lying on my binding and drew my legs up till my knees were almost level with my capitulum. This caused my ass to tip slightly upward and to give the hole to full-of-the-moon view. It was still slightly spread and pulsing, from the passage of the recently removed cock. The sight of me lying so expectantly exposed and inviting was enough to make his cheek light up and his now drooping prick ascent to hardness again.

Having understood the purpose behind the modification of my stead he was straightaway to kneel in front end of me and with a all-embracing smile on his youthful face, introduce my waiting backside again. His cock and my ass were still wet and slick and the flavor generated by the re-entry of the hard shaft into my transit were very intense as was the pleasance we both derived from being able to see the expressions on the others face. In this view I could find his rooster range far deeper in my ass bringing me exquisite pleasure. His physical structure was supple enough to allow him to dip his psyche and take my cock foreland in his sassing just as he completed his terminal stroke. I felt his cock throbbing deep inside me with the forcefulness of his interjection, and felt again the waving of cum flooding my ass kettle of fish. His brim on my cock brought about my own climax. My cock slipped from his mouth and sprayed both of us with cum. Bringing my legs down on either incline of him we lay there completely spent, bodies sticky with seminal fluid and sweat both satisfied to the core.





Later I learnt from him that that was the first prison term he had ever fucked anyone. He had been introduced to gay sex by other Capricorn heading, but as the unseasoned among them, he was always made to make for the buttocks boy. He had been fucked by them a few time but never had had the chance to fall into place another guy. They knew nothing of viva sex and had never done more that merely fucking him. Neither had anyone ever sucked his dick before I had the former day. His responses to me and my military action were purely derived from his innate sexuality. His use of his tongue when I kissed him was a rude protraction of the buss. As was his sucking of my cock, a result of the sensations he had felt when I had sucked him. Over the future few mean solar day he proved adept at learning the elbow room and methods of obtaining the unspoiled results from both oral as well as anal sex. He would set aside me to have intercourse him in any position I desired and for as many times as I could do to get an erection, just as he would fuck me as long and as hard as I wanted and as many times as I felt like it. But he would never initiate the action himself. He would only eff me if I requested him to do it. He would set forth any other sort of playing period or activeness without hesitation but never initiated anal retentive sex with me except at my invitation. He proved to be an warm soft touch and had rattling restraint of his mouth and tongue and would shoot my tool far deeper into his throat than I could do with his.



I spent 5 wonderful and delicious days and nighttime in his ship's company, all of the nights and many hours of the years were passed, raw and tumescent, in fervent geographic expedition of each other's opening or utterly spent and languid, soundbox slick and slippery with the fluids of ejaculation mixed with our elbow grease, lying supine, recovering from the aftermaths of intimate rousing and gratification, either under the tree, in the crystallization waters of the lake or in the confines of the tent. Then the requirement of returning to the day-by-day grind of pattern life intruded, as did lack of sufficient supplies. Reluctantly we parted. I was not able to bring back to that region for quite a few years and I never saw him again. Unfortunately I had no tv camera to take his photograph. Only the computer memory of his fount and body remained, dimmed by the musical passage of time. When recollecting the chain of outcome while writing this tale it all came flooding back into sharp focus. The recollections of all that we did to each early, the delight we derived from sharing our body without reservation flooded my mind and senses. I wonder if he remembers our encounter and time we spent together and what he feels about it all.


Finis.


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