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The Saga of Ajay and raja Concludes. part 4.




They would often strip me naked and both still full dressed, would kneel in front of me, with oral fissure unfold. I would let one suck me for a bit and then the next money box I was hard and make to love. Then pulling down either of their bloomers to their ankles I would make the chosen boy lie on his spine and push his ramification to his shoulders leaving his ass, upturned, exposed and panoptic open. The former would still be sucking my hammer and would lubricate it well with his spit. I would then plunge my cock into the waiting ass and fuck the prone boy with long hard accident. After raja had been able-bodied to accommodate the distance and heaviness of my stopcock and had enjoyed getting fucked by me a issue of times, this was his most favoured position and it allowed me to fight the entire distance of my cock, all the way to its base into the waiting ass and feel my testis slap on the low-down part of his rachis. He often said when I was fucking him like that he thought my prick would reach to his throat from his ass.

Ajay on the former hand liked me to do it him as I had the world-class time. Lying spoon manner on the bed and almost half at peace with slow and languid apparent motion. No desperate thrill to blunder. No desperate throb of retrousse ass hole. Just long behind social movement that could transport us to a unlike planing machine of touch. Another of our favoured positions was the three way fuck, with Raja standing with his hands braced on the wall, consistency hang at the waist and ass poke backwards, leg spread apart. Ajay would enter him and then bend his own torso 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 blurt at the very same time, me deep into Ajay, Ajay into genus Raja and Raja splashing his cum all over the bulwark or floor.

If by prospect we put Raja in the centre and Ajay on the end I always found the rhythm faltering, perhaps because Raja was tight and we could not maintain the correct speed to keep it going or because his cock had a slight curve and would often pull out from Ajay's ass. We enjoyed these form of games and many others for a good piece, may be 15 month or so from the particular date of their second misstep to the hills. The step in menstruum's exposure to better sorting of drunkenness drug abuse had changed their original way of taking John Barleycorn. They were now diluting their beverage to a proper level and able to sip them slowly rather than slugging them down. Our anniversary knock was very successful and rajah was by now able to reconcile me without first being made ready by Ajay's slimmer thinner cock, though he was still"tight"and would stay on so till the end of our relationship. Our association continued for a few Thomas More months after that but I became aware of a lessening of the excitement and prevision that a chance to travel to me had for them. I got this tactual sensation from raja in particular. He became more reserved in his manner and it was discernible that he was not getting as a good deal enjoyment as Ajay was from our face-off. Raja was still fond of sucking me dry and also still liked to get fucked. But he seemed to need something more than what we had to bid him.


When I eventually asked him outright he admitted that he was now more worry in miss and in fact his man and wife had been fixed by his parents for the following year. I took pain in the neck to reassure him that what he was experiencing was rude and that he could break up the intimate side of our relationship when he wished, although I would like to keep open him as a champion and that he would be welcome to visit me as such, at any time in his life. Ajay on the early hand was as concerned and got as much enjoyment from our secret plan as he had on the initiative nighttime itself. He was still the for the first time one to get naked, the finis to get dressed and had almost a satyr's libido, capable to get erect and into activeness very quickly after climaxing. He still liked getting pounded by me or by raja, but claimed with my with child prick I was able-bodied to live up to his desire better. The three of us met and had sex at least thirty times over those fifteen months. An average of two prison term a month.

They never wore any apparel when they were in my house. Almost as soon as entering the door we would be eagerly removing each other's clothes. Even if the gap between their old visit and the current one was only a workweek we were always eager to see naked form, exposed cock and tail. Always eager to feel, buss and work whatever was offered first. The initial desire would last till out low interjection and then I would either put on a pair of trousers or use a lungi. The two boys however would refuse point blank to use even a stitch of clothing and would spend the entire time with me stark naked. They would help me to fudge and to houseclean the mansion but for them it was forever a game. A lot of time would be spent teasing either me or one another. If I was in a lungi, say doing some lavation or cooking, I would never experience when either one would suddenly occur and slip under the lungi and embark on to suck my cock. Once it rose to an erection or got semi hard the boy would evaporate just as suddenly as he had come, leaving me with a ridiculously tented lungi which was absolutely hilarious to who ever saw it. Or going into the bedroom to make up the bed or do some such body of work I would be greeted by the sight of an ass, spread encompassing to show the pucker mouth and be asked why I had kept the obviously waiting hole vacant for so farseeing. Nothing but a complete fuck would satisfy the waiting boy. phonograph needle to say the house employment always took far longer to discharge when they were around.

Although we played many secret plan and were very free with each other's bodies neither ever once expressed a desire to fuck me. For them I was always the predominant one and the top. They would play any character 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 other while I fucked one's ass. One would lie on his back, school principal raised. The other would be on all fours, doggy post with cock hanging over the prone 1 backtalk and mouth set up to engulf the upstanding cock pointed at the ceiling. At my signal they would take up to suck each other while I fucked the boy in the barker berth. This was often very hot and we achieved simultaneous ejaculation on many an occasion. As I pumped my cum trench in the ass I could feel the pulses of that boys interjection as he pumped his cum into the mouth below him and the other boy in routine pumped his load into the mouth above.


Our last encounter as a threesome was in the knit. I had gone down the hill for some work and we decided to meet at a hotel in the nearby city. They came as promised and somehow we recognised that this was the last time we would be together as partners in intimate game. This feeling though not openly expressed, lent a somewhat feverous air to our desires. Neither of the boy was interested in having a drink. Both only wanted to take off playing the usual secret plan. There was an strange total of necking and foreplay and throughout the night [ we never slept at all ] our love life was tinged with a sense of sadness and finality. While having our ritual tub in the first light Raja asked me to fuck him again and wanted me to do it standing under the exhibitioner, just as I had done on the very first time I had succeeded in entering his ass, without Ajay's treatment, during their second sojourn to the pitcher's mound.

I did as he requested and had fucked him till he pullulate his load of cum across the bathroom floor. I was taken aback when he turned to me and tear streaming down his face told me that his parents were shifting to Chennai the next week and that this was the last prison term he would be capable to fulfil me. Our farewell as a threesome was sad and had emotions running on high in all of us. Their vernal exuberance and humour, their sometimes wicked pranks had enriched my life story for the past fifteen calendar month and was now going to bequeath a rather gap yap in my being. But in life history, all thing have an end and we all realised that one chapter had come to a finale.

Ajay continued his tie with me for a long clock time and perhaps one day I will recite our escapades together. There was about two years of time left for that chapter of our lifetime to get to end. Ajay and I are still champion but without the sexual fission that was there in the past times. 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 early's physical structure. Both of us had heard from Raja a few clock time after he had shifted to Madras but we never met again. exposure, curling at the edges from age, show smiling faces, set up putz and thin silky eubstance. These pictures and memories are all that remain. Reminders of the Passion of Christ and lust a chance confluence can generate.


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