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The Saga of Ajay and raja Concludes. Part 4.




They would often peel me nude and both still full-of-the-moon dressed, would kneel in front of me, with mouths open. I would let one nurse me for a bit and then the next till I was hard and ready to know. Then pulling down either of their pants to their ankles I would have the Chosen boy lie on his back and pushing his legs to his shoulders leaving his ass, tip-tilted, exposed and all-inclusive heart-to-heart. The other would still be sucking my cock and would lubricate it well with his spittle. I would then plunge my hammer into the waiting ass and fuck the prone boy with long punishing throw. After raja had been able-bodied to accommodate the length and thickness of my cock and had enjoyed getting fucked by me a identification number of times, this was his most favoured perspective and it allowed me to push the replete length of my cock, all the way to its base of operations into the waiting ass and feel my egg slap on the lower piece of his spine. He often said when I was fucking him like that he thought my incision would reach to his throat from his ass.

Ajay on the other paw liked me to fuck him as I had the first time. Lying spoon fashion on the bed and almost half benumbed with slow and languid movements. No desperate rush to ejaculate. No desperate pounding of upturned ass trap. Just long slow movements that could transport us to a unlike sheet of touch sensation. Another of our favoured view was the three way screwing, with Raja standing with his hired hand braced on the paries, body bent at the waist and ass jab backwards, legs spread apart. Ajay would embark him and then turn his own soundbox over Raja's back so his ass was now thrust backwards and presented to me. I would in turn enter Ajay's jam and start fucking him. When we got the speech 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 genus Raja and Raja splashing his cum all over the rampart or level.

If by chance we put Raja in the middle and Ajay on the end I always found the calendar method faltering, perhaps because Raja was nasty and we could not maintain the discipline f number to keep it going or because his cock had a svelte curve ball and would often extract out from Ajay's ass. We enjoyed these sort of games and many others for a good while, may be fifteen calendar month or so from the date of their second stumble to the pitcher's mound. The intervening period of time's exposure to easily sort of boozing habit had changed their master copy way of taking liquor. They were now diluting their drunkenness to a proper stage and able to sip them slowly rather than slugging them down. Our anniversary knock was very successful and Raja was by now able to adapt me without first being made ready by Ajay's slimmer thinner cock, though he was still"tight"and would continue so till the end of our relationship. Our affiliation continued for a few to a greater extent calendar month after that but I became aware of a lessening of the upheaval and anticipation that a fortune to visit me had for them. I got this feeling from rajah in special. He became more reserved in his manner and it was evident that he was not getting as practically enjoyment as Ajay was from our meeting. Raja was still fond of sucking me dry and also still liked to get fucked. But he seemed to require something Sir Thomas More than what we had to offer up him.


When I eventually asked him outright he admitted that he was now more interested in girls and in fact his wedding had been fixed by his parents for the following year. I took pains to reassure him that what he was experiencing was natural and that he could sever the sexual incline of our family relationship when he wished, although I would wish to keep him as a friend and that he would be welcome to visit me as such, at any prison term in his life. Ajay on the former bridge player was as interested and got as much delectation from our secret plan as he had on the foremost night itself. He was still the for the first time one to get naked, the last to get dressed and had almost a satyr's libido, able to get raise and into natural action very quickly after climaxing. He still liked getting pounded by me or by raja, but claimed with my expectant son of a bitch I was able-bodied to live up to his desire better. The three of us met and had sex at least xxx times over those xv months. An average of two times a month.

They never wore any clothes when they were in my house. Almost as soon as entering the door we would be eagerly removing each other's apparel. Even if the gap between their former sojourn and the flow one was only a week we were always bore to see naked flesh, exposed cocks and backsides. Always eager to find, kiss and thrash whatever was offered first. The initial desire would last till out first ejaculation and then I would either put on a duad of trousers or use a lungi. The two boys however would turn down point space to use even a stitch of clothing and would spend the stallion time with me stark naked. They would help me to cook and to clean the theater 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 longyi, say doing some wash or cooking, I would never know when either one would suddenly come and drop off under the lungi and start to suckle my cock. Once it rose to an hard-on or got semi hard the boy would go away 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 attain up the bed or do some such body of work I would be greeted by the great deal of an ass, fan out all-encompassing to show up the puckered mouth and be asked why I had kept the obviously waiting yap vacant for so recollective. cypher but a thoroughgoing fuck would fill the waiting boy. acerate leaf to say the menage work always took far longer to complete 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 hump me. For them I was always the dominant one and the top. They would play any persona required of them either fucker or the one getting fucked, mark or the one to be sucked. Often I would ask then to 69 to each early while I fucked one's ass. One would lie on his binding, top dog raised. The former would be on all fours, pooch spatial relation with tool suspension over the prone I mouth and mouth ready to plunge the upstanding cock pointed at the roof. At my sign they would start to blow each other while I fucked the boy in the doggy position. 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 finger the heartbeat of that boys ejaculation as he pumped his cum into the sass below him and the other boy in routine pumped his load into the mouth above.


Our last encounter as a threesome was in the plains. I had gone down the hill for some body of work and we decided to see 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 plot. This feeling though not openly expressed, lent a somewhat feverish air to our desires. Neither of the boys was worry in having a drunkenness. Both only wanted to start playing the usual games. There was an strange sum of kissing and foreplay and throughout the night [ we never slept at all ] our lovemaking was tinged with a sense of sorrow and finality. While having our ritual bathing tub in the morning Raja asked me to do it him again and wanted me to do it standing under the shower, just as I had done on the very first time I had succeeded in entering his ass, without Ajay's interposition, during their second visit to the hills.

I did as he requested and had fucked him till he inject his payload of cum across the toilet trading floor. I was taken aback when he turned to me and rip streaming down his face told me that his parents were shifting to Chennai the side by side week and that this was the hold up metre he would be able to adjoin me. Our parting as a threesome was sad and had emotions running on mellow in all of us. Their youthful exuberance and humour, their sometimes wicked japery had enriched my animation for the yesteryear fifteen month and was now going to leave a rather goggle hole in my being. But in life, all matter have an end and we all realised that one chapter had come to a finis.

Ajay continued his association with me for a farsighted time and perhaps one day I will recount our risky venture together. There was about two years of clip left for that chapter of our aliveness to make out to end. Ajay and I are still ally but without the sexual fission that was there in the past. He is happily married, and though we meet sometimes we rarely remind each other of our old passionateness or the lecherousness we had for each other's physical structure. Both of us had heard from raja a few sentence after he had shifted to Chennai but we never met again. picture, curling at the edges from age, show smiling faces, set up cocks and lose weight silky organic structure. These moving-picture show and memories are all that remain. admonisher of the passion and lust a fortune meeting can generate.


Finis.

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