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Cold and Wet.

The Saga of Ajay and Raja.

Part.1

The two fig huddled, shivering in a corner of the bus stop caught my care as I got down from the bus. It was late at night, wet and extremely frigid, as only a Hill station can get. None of the other few passengers, who had been on the bus seemed to remark them and went hurriedly on their way. A closelipped look revealed two young boy, dressed in what appeared to be school undifferentiated pants and coloured shirts. They were wet through and through and shivering so badly they could barely respond to my head. The bus that I had arrived on was the last one of the day and would return to the plain only the succeeding daybreak. When I explained this to the son they were on the verge of tears.

tone sorry for their quandary I asked them to come home with me. I could pass them a repast, a change of clothes and a warmly place to slumber. The merry walk of a kilometre from the bus stay to my household started to warm up them up a bit. We reached my place with very little said as they were still too cold and wet to let the cat out of the bag. I gave them towels to dry off and a pair of shirts and lungies to change into. While they were changing I lit a fire in the sitting room hearth and made some soup. When they had dried themselves and changed I gave them two bowls of piping hot soup to warm them up. Soon they were feeling lupus erythematosus chilled and were able to state me some of their story.

The boys appeared to be about 18 or 19 days old. They were both from a modest town in the plain at the substructure of the hills and had bunked from school for the day to lay down a trip to see the lake and township. When they had visited a close by tourer spot, they had come across somebody selling"magic mushrooms"[ which this particular hill place was far-famed for producing ]. They had heard of many extraneous tourists visiting, to buy and use these mushrooms and decided to give it a try themselves. Having consumed the mushroom cloud they went into the pine forest and soon began to experience the essence. After wandering some distance from the road and with no real mind of how far they had gone or the enactment of time, they began to finger run down and lay down under the trees to sleep off the flatness they felt.

Woken by the rainfall they were shocked to discover it was almost night and getting night. With a lot of difficulty they eventually found the road and were capable to make it back into the Ithiel Town, which by then was shut down for the night. By this time they were both wet to the skin, extremely common cold and ravenously hungry. Keeping just enough money to pay for the bus back home they found a shop on the brink of closing and were able to buy a cup of coffee bean apiece and a match of bondas, which did minuscule to ward off the sting of hunger. They then sat down to waitress for the future bus, not knowing that the endure 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 dusty, though the room had warmed up nicely. I asked them if they would like a shot of brandy to get rid of the lingering tingle and forestall 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 liquor. I poured out three stroke 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 methamphetamine before I had had time to take more than a couple of sips of my own drunkenness. This is the way Tamil boys learn to take their liquor, almost neat and gulped down to gift a fast high.

By this time I had prepared a more substantive meal and while they poured their second round of boozing down their throat and wolfed the food, I finished my number 1 drunkenness. Warmed by the brandy, the fire and the food they began to slacken and to verbalise and behave more freely. I poured them a one-third round of potable and told them to go dumb with these. We started chatting in a general way and I found out more about them. Both son were actually 19 eld old and the previous day had been ones birthday. This tripper to the Hill had been undertaken as a celebration of that. They were good looking male child, with the normal coffee coloured peel of Tamils, though strange was the fact, that neither of them had often facial nerve hair. Both were just starting to show some down on the upper lip and around the chin when former Tamil boy of the same age would birth had thick moustache and uncut stubble and would receive been shaving for a couple of years.

To me, boys of this type and age are very attractive in a sexual way, so slowly I brought the topic of conversation around to sex and in particular male to male sex. Somewhat to my surprises both admitted that they had experimented with this and were quite afford about their experiences, with each former and with other son. Perhaps, their inhibition loosened by the brandy, both expressed their willingness to have a bit of fun with me and quite readily agreed to urinate it a threesome. We wasted very petty time in talking after that and bringing in some blankets and rug, soon made a nice bed on the floor in front of the fireplace. The elbow room was warm enough for us to remove our clothes with comfort and I began undressing one of the boy. Unbuttoning his shirt, I exposed his smooth and hairless chest of drawers with dark emblazon mammilla inviting the application of knife and brim. As I started to kiss and lick his dresser and tit he showed some mark of being unused to these sensations, but soon the rising extrusion in his lungyi indicated that he was enjoying it.

Turning to the other boy I started to kiss his face and neck. He also showed preindication of not being aware that lips and mouth could induce such whizz. They both admitted that they had never indulged in any form of kissing or licking natural action, never even knew that backtalk, clapper and mouth could be the beginning of the exquisite stimulation they were now experiencing. Quite soon I had them both kissing, licking like pro. Both were good learners and not at all hesitant or shy to try anything new. By now both had rearing erecting with their cock finding the way out of the sheepcote of their lungies and begging for attention. When I bent my forefront and took a cock in my mouth it came as such a shock to the boy that he shot his load of cum in LE 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-fixed for me by flinging off his lungyi and standing stark naked in front of me. He lasted just a little bit longer, perhaps 15 or 20 seconds.

The bare boy, called Ajay, and the one still in a lungyi, whose gens was Raja, now turned their tending to undressing me. Raja removed my shirt and started to lick my tit and bureau, working his way down to my stomach. Meanwhile Ajay had removed my trousers and my underclothes and with surprisingly, no reservation took the length of my cock in his oral fissure and began to suck it just as I had done to him a few bit previously. Raja also went down in battlefront of me and started to lick my balls then replaced Ajay and sucked my cock as well. For male child who had never known about oral exam sex both proved ace at the task.

To date their experiences had been mostly mutual masturbation and some quantity of frottage, the insertion of a rampant cock between the clamped second joint of another ; I now introduced them to the full spectrum of intimate activeness that could be undertaken. I showed them how kisses, licks and do it chomp could enhance an erection, how suction could bring a flaccid putz back to its surd state and the unlike methods used, to almost come up to climax and how to slow down and block up at that point so as to prolong the pleasance. I told them about anal sex and using a finger to probe their asses showed them the total of pleasure to be achieved from fucking and getting fucked. Of course as both were"fresher"and extremely tight so that even my well lubricated fingerbreadth caused them some discomfort at initiative before they felt the pleasure of insight. We could not go all the way though I would induce loved to sleep together both of them.

It was towards the early hours of the morning when all the event of the day began to catch up with them and both male child started to flag. We settled down to sleep well warmed by our exertions, the slowly give-up the ghost fire lighting their smile faces as the lay, one on either face of me, naked as the day they were born, flushed and shining, replete with sexual gratification. Innocently, trustingly they slept. Ajay's capitulum cradled on my shoulder, his hand on my chest and his leg across my thighs, his now limp and soft cock pressed against my hip. Raja, sleeping grimace down had his arm across my stomach, his sweet-smelling buttocks was thrusting upward, exposed and inviting. I was tempted to kiss it one more time.

Finis.

Coninued in Part 2

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