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The Saga of Ajay and genus Raja Concludes. component part 4.




They would often denude me naked and both still full dressed, would kneel in front man of me, with mouths clear. I would let one draw me for a bit and then the next cashbox I was hard and quick to fuck. Then pulling down either of their pants to their ankle joint I would constitute the chosen boy lie on his back and push his branch to his shoulders leaving his ass, upturned, exposed and all-embracing subject. The other would still be sucking my peter and would lube it well with his saliva. I would then douse my rooster into the waiting ass and fuck the prone boy with tenacious punishing CVA. After genus Raja had been capable to accommodate the length and thickness of my prick and had enjoyed getting fucked by me a number of sentence, this was his most privilege position and it allowed me to crusade the broad distance of my cock, all the way to its root into the waiting ass and feel my bollock slap on the lower component of his binding. He often said when I was fucking him like that he thought my dick would reach to his throat from his ass.

Ajay on the other script liked me to fuck him as I had the first time. Lying spoon fashion on the bed and almost half asleep with wearisome and languid bowel movement. No heroic rushing to blunder out. No do-or-die hammering of upturned ass hole. Just long slow motility that could transport us to a different sheet of feeling. Another of our privilege positions was the three way fuck, with Raja standing with his manpower braced on the wall, body knack at the waist and ass drive backwards, legs spread apart. Ajay would participate him and then twist his own physical structure over Raja's back so his ass was now thrust backwards and presented to me. I would in turn enter Ajay's hole and start fucking him. When we got the rhythm right Ajay would be pulling out of Raja as I was pressing into him, then pressing into Raja's ass as I was withdrawing from him. We would often ejaculate at the very same time, me deep into Ajay, Ajay into Raja and Raja splashing his cum all over the wall or floor.

If by chance we put Raja in the midsection and Ajay on the end I always found the rhythm hesitation, perhaps because Raja was tight and we could not defend the correct speed to keep it going or because his shaft had a slight bend and would often pull out from Ajay's ass. We enjoyed these kinds of games and many others for a proficient piece, may be fifteen months or so from the date of their arcsecond trip to the Alfred Hawthorne. The intervening period's photograph to better sort of imbibing habits had changed their original way of taking liquor. They were now diluting their drinks to a proper horizontal surface and able to sip them slowly rather than slugging them down. Our anniversary bash was very successful and Raja was by now able-bodied to suit me without first being made fix by Ajay's slimmer diluent tool, though he was still"blind drunk"and would remain so till the end of our relationship. Our association continued for a few more calendar month after that but I became aware of a drop-off of the excitement and anticipation that a chance to chaffer me had for them. I got this flavor from Raja in particular. He became more reserved in his manner and it was evident that he was not getting as a good deal enjoyment as Ajay was from our encounters. Raja was still fond of sucking me dry and also still liked to get fucked. But he seemed to want something more than what we had to offer him.


When I eventually asked him outright he admitted that he was now more concerned in missy and in fact his wedding had been fixed by his parents for the next twelvemonth. I took strain to assure him that what he was experiencing was raw and that he could break up the sexual side of our relationship when he wished, although I would like to stay fresh him as a friend and that he would be welcome to visit me as such, at any fourth dimension in his life. Ajay on the former hand was as interested and got as much enjoyment from our games as he had on the first nighttime itself. He was still the first one to get defenseless, the hold up to get dressed and had almost a lech's libido, able to get erect and into action very quickly after climaxing. He still liked getting pounded by me or by genus Raja, but claimed with my expectant asshole I was able to fulfil his desire better. The three of us met and had sex at least XXX clock time over those XV months. An average of two times a calendar month.

They never wore any wearing apparel when they were in my house. Almost as soon as entering the door we would be eagerly removing each other's wearing apparel. Even if the gap between their previous sojourn and the stream one was only a week we were always eager to see raw flesh, exposed rooster and seat. Always eager to experience, snog and lick whatever was offered first. The initial desire would finally till out first ejaculation and then I would either put on a pair of trouser or use a longyi. The two boys however would refuse point blank to use even a stitch of clothing and would spend the entire fourth dimension with me stark naked. They would help me to cook and to clean the house but for them it was forever a game. A lot of sentence would be spent teasing either me or one another. If I was in a lungi, say doing some laundry or cooking, I would never cognize when either one would suddenly come and slip under the lungi and start to suck my cock. Once it rose to an erection or got semi hard the boy would disappear just as suddenly as he had come, leaving me with a ridiculously tented lungi which was absolutely screaming to who ever saw it. Or going into the chamber to make up the bed or do some such employment I would be greeted by the sight of an ass, bed covering wide to testify the knit mouth and be asked why I had kept the obviously waiting hole vacant for so long. Nothing but a nail piece of tail would gratify the waiting boy. acerate leaf to say the house work always took far longer to make out when they were around.

Although we played many games and were very barren with each other's bodies neither ever once expressed a desire to have sex me. For them I was always the dominant allele one and the top. They would fiddle any office required of them either fucker or the one getting fucked, chump or the one to be sucked. Often I would ask then to 69 to each former while I fucked one's ass. One would lie on his binding, question raised. The other would be on all fours, doggy berth with cock hanging over the prone ace mouth and mouth ready to plunge the upstanding stopcock pointed at the ceiling. At my signal they would start to suck each other while I fucked the boy in the doggy military position. This was often very hot and we achieved coincidental ejaculation on many an juncture. As I pumped my cum deep in the ass I could sense the pulses of that boys ejaculation as he pumped his cum into the mouth below him and the early boy in turn pumped his consignment into the rima oris above.


Our go face-off as a triad was in the plains. I had gone down the pitcher's mound for some oeuvre and we decided to receive at a hotel in the nearby city. They came as promised and somehow we recognised that this was the finish time we would be together as partners in sexual games. This touch sensation though not openly expressed, lent a somewhat feverish air to our desires. Neither of the male child was interested in having a beverage. Both only wanted to get going playing the usual games. There was an strange total of kissing and foreplay and throughout the dark [ we never slept at all ] our making love was tinged with a signified of unhappiness and decisiveness. While having our ritual tub in the dayspring Raja asked me to fuck him again and wanted me to do it standing under the shower, just as I had done on the very beginning time I had succeeded in entering his ass, without Ajay's intercession, during their endorsement sojourn to the hills.

I did as he requested and had fucked him till he shoot down his load of cum across the lav floor. I was taken aback when he turned to me and tears streaming down his case told me that his parents were shifting to Chennai the next week and that this was the last time he would be able-bodied to meet me. Our farewell as a three was sad and had emotions running on high up in all of us. Their youthful exuberance and humour, their sometimes wicked pranks had enriched my life for the retiring 15 months and was now going to leave a rather gawk hole in my being. But in life, all thing have an end and we all realised that one chapter had come to a stopping point.

Ajay continued his association with me for a farsighted time and perhaps one day I will recount our dangerous undertaking together. There was about two years of time left for that chapter of our lives to hail to end. Ajay and I are still friends but without the sexual nuclear fission that was there in the past. He is happily married, and though we meet sometimes we rarely remind each other of our old passions or the lust we had for each former's organic structure. Both of us had heard from Raja a few times after he had shifted to Madras but we never met again. Photographs, curling at the boundary from age, show smiling faces, erect cocks and slim sleek organic structure. These pictures and storage are all that remain. Reminders of the passion and lust a probability meeting can generate.


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