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Ajay's Tale.


This the final examination and concluding to the Saga of Ajay and Raja.


I woke up from a deep slumber to feel a weight on my chest, something was brushing my lips and lip and a hired man was grasping my semi erect cock. None of these were unusual or unfamiliar sensations. This was Ajay's favourite way of waking me up in the aurora. You have already heard the story of how I met Ajay and raja. Of how we had a lot of fun together. Of how those times came to an end. This is now the storey of the two years that I continued to savor Ajay's company and his body.
After Raja had shifted to Chennai, Ajay would often come up the hill after schooltime on a Fri evening and stay till Sunday afternoon. His favourite way of waking me up on Saturday and Sunday daybreak, was to sit on my chest and holding his already hard cock in one hand, rub it on my lip and fount. While doing that he would reach behind to savvy my cock with his other hand and using a pulsating handgrip, bring me to erection. Once I was full aroused and hard he would prove off my chest of drawers, squat over my rooster and lower himself firmly on to my beam cashbox it was fully sheathed in his ass. With a rising and dropping motility he would then go to"ride"my cock money box we both reached climax.
Once awake I would transfix his wildly flapping hammer in one hand and balls in my other bridge player and start masturbating him. His body's beat on my diaphysis would alert me to go faster or dull, the hired man holding his balls would tell me how secretive to climaxing he was. We would synchronise our movements to issue forth to an explosive and simultaneous ejaculation. My cock pumping my seed trench in his ass and he, spraying my face and breast, with his vernal boy's cum. Of course of instruction every morning was not the Same. There were mornings of extreme point tenderness when soft kisses to lips and face would suffice, There were morning time when I would awake earlier than him [ most of the clip ] and finding him sleeping spoonful fashion in my arms, very slowly and gently enter his ass and simply lie there, with a few forward and backward effort to maintain my cock hard, and let the pleasance of the genius wake him up.

We would then go to the bathroom and have a Bath together. Soaping each other's consistence, removing all the dehydrated crusts of the previous dark's emission. Hands slippy with easy lay soapsuds, delving oceanic abyss in the cracking of the ass, or running from ankle joint to groin, brushing cock and balls in passing. ribbon, fingers spread panoptic, roughly applying the soap to the dorsum, would vary action, to flaccid caresses when reaching the fundament. My fingers, gently pulling back his prepuce, to lather the pass of his cock. Or his breath, caressing my lower belly as he bent his body, or knelt before me to soap my stage would often enough be sufficient to bring about another erection. This would do us to plow on the rain shower and lave off the max and proceed to"deflate"the upright cock. Most often by sucking, if it was Ajay's cock that got hard or by another nookie if it was mine that had stood up.


Though Ajay would put in a finger in my ass sometimes to raise some voice of our shimmer or other, he refused to roll in the hay me. I had never asked him to do it during the period we were in a tierce with Raja, but during the two years that Ajay and I were lover I sometimes felt the desire to playact merchantman to that sylphlike slim body and the straight rooster with the cheeky pink capitulum peeping from the prepuce. He always politely refused my asking. He would do anything and everything else I asked of him. He would rim my ass and use his tongue to rouse me. He would wear any position I asked him and grant me to fuck him in any way I wanted. He would go down on my cock and wassail all my cum. He would even grant me to suck up him dry and swallow his creamy boy's ejaculate but he would never use his putz to enter my ass. Of all the affair I have done in my life and of all the satisfaction I have had, this is the one thing I always will repent not experiencing.

We would often only emerge from the shower about 2 60 minutes after we had entered it. Many the times we came out of the bath with rearing cocks, but at that point far too athirst to pay attention to boost demands for sex. After genus Raja had departed from the ternary, the quality of our biz together and the sexuality we indulged in took on a more wild-eyed and devote air. Never once in the two years we spent having sex with each early, did either of us consider inviting any other boy to join in our games or to hire rajah's place.

There were many of Ajay's protagonist who had become suspicious of our relationship and the nature and reason behind his sponsor visits to my firm and when I had work in the knit stitch, the occasional night/nights we spent in a hotel in the nearby city. Some were the male child with whom genus Raja and Ajay had begun to explore their sexuality. Others were boys who suspected the intimate connection between us and who would have liked to join in. Yet others were boy who I think, fancied Ajay and who were desperate to try to seduce him. Apparently some of the boys did glide path him, telling him they"knew"what was going on between him and me and asking him either to have got sex with them or for an introduction to me and for inclusion in our game.
Some threatened him with picture if he did not do what they asked or wanted. Some said they would inform his parents as to the actual understanding for his visit to me. While we played many games and spent much of the mean solar day and nights having big sex, I also took the problem to teach him English and some other guinea pig. As his academician performance in school improved so dramatically after his connection with me his parents never suspected anything about our lawful human relationship, and were always happy to let their son visit me.



I once asked Ajay if he fancied any other boy or boys nearer his own age and his reply brought me to the verge of snag. He calmly stated that, though he had started his sexual journey with Raja and some former son, after meeting me for the moment sentence, he had lost pursuit in having sex with anyone else. He had continued"playing"with raja only because he had thought I had preferred rajah to him. Over the time we had been a threesome, I had always shared my affections equally between the two boys though it had been Ajay I had always preferred. Even though he had darker peel, he was by far the more attractive of the two and his trunk had more natural grace and beauty. Also his nature was far nicer than rajah's. When I told Ajay that it was always him that I had liked better and was always him I had looked forward to seeing again, it was his turn to let watery-eyed eyes.
Ajay's slim eubstance, handsome pecker and easily penetrated ass were not just playthings for me during the prison term we shared together. He had a promptly and enquiring judgement and learned easily all that I could teach him, not only in bed but about life in cosmopolitan. I taught him to read and save English almost as well as I could, coached him in maths, and other school theme and made sure his education covered all the facial expression of necessary to help him advance in schooltime as well as after that. Our kinship was based on sexual satisfaction in the start but soon moved to a different perspective. Our group meeting would usually, even if there had been only a gap of just two or three Clarence Shepard Day Jr. between them, consist of frantic drive to touch the others body, removing apparel as fast as potential and indulging in routine that brought about quick culmination and ejaculation. Mouths applied to already hard cocks in a 69 or as soon as he was stripped of his apparel I would puddle him lie on his book binding with his legs at ear stage so his ass was exposed completely and run my tongue from the base of his balls to this ass mess a few times taking him almost to the percentage point of spilling his ejaculate, then would quickly enter his ass and fuck him as deeply as potential. to the highest degree of the fourth dimension we would ejaculate simultaneously me bass in his ass and he spraying his own chest and sometimes even me with his cum. Then would commence the more thoughtful phase of our erotic love making where we sought to pleasure the other rather than indulging in flash gratification. We were supremely contentedness with each other, and during the two years we spent playing games and having fun, I never thought of any other boy.

Ajay was 19 class and one day old when I met him and first had sex with him and Raja. He was 20 years and four calendar month old when Raja left for Chennai and we knew that soon he would complete his schooling and would take to start working also that his parents would be looking for a Saint Brigid for him. We knew we had just a class or so to enjoy ourselves, which believe me we did. He was 22 year and four months old when the ending finally came. A week or so after his 22nd birthday I saw that his face, once so unruffled and innocent, with only the light tracing of down, had begun to demo growth, albeit delayed, of the distinctive thick Tamalian moustache. The scanty pilus which had decorated his chin were now beginning to turn into coarse shuck that covered his cheek as well. His features, which had till then retained a childish and destitute mold, now began to coarsen and grow. Even his once lambent eyes began to dull.


His slender and boyish cock, with its rosy pink headspring peeping out of the prepuce was now More of a man's shaft. His slim and hairless body had matured, developed muscles and trace of hairsbreadth on chest and belly. The once scanty pubic hairsbreadth that was like sleek down, and with which I had loved to play, was now a thick forest of raspy curls from which his cock and egg emerged. The strip of skin from his Lucille Ball to his ass hollow, once smooth and hairless, a preferred itinerary for my spit, and the licking of which was a for certain flame way to arouse and stir up his passion, was now covered in hair, and no longer inviting.
His parents had fixed his marriage for the side by side auspicious day, about 5 calendar month in the futurity. We knew that the time to part was drawing closer. The frequence of our sexual love seemed to become promote and boost apart as the final day drew closer. We would spend far Sir Thomas More metre just talking or holding each other, instead of the usual frenetic intimate lust that had consumed us previously. Right up to his 22nd birthday, which he had spent with me, [ It had become a tradition. He had also spent his 20th and 21st natal day with me ] our every meeting had been based on the luxuria and desire we had felt for each early's dead body. Now as the vestige of his maturing body, changing appearance and his pending wedlock fell over us, we understood that something wonderful was ending.

Sometimes a boy passing on the route will actuate a store of those prison term and acts. I sometimes see a Loretta Young boy and have to stop myself from calling out Ajay's name. Have to remind myself that Ajay is a matter of the past and something that ended a long time ago. Eventually we parted, without regret, without any bad flavour. We still meet sometimes. But never refer to our past, the games we played or the desires that sustained our relationship for around the four years we had known each other intimately. Ajay's wife has produced only daughters. I often wonder, if he had had a son, would he birth allowed his son to jaw me.

Finis .