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Cold and Wet.

The Saga of Ajay and Raja.

Part.1

The two public figure huddled, shivering in a corner of the bus full stop caught my attention as I got down from the bus. It was late at nighttime, wet and extremely cold, as only a hill station can get. None of the other few passengers, who had been on the bus seemed to notice them and went hurriedly on their way. A nearer look revealed two Whitney Young boys, 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 reply to my interrogative sentence. The bus that I had arrived on was the finale one of the day and would give to the champaign only the next morn. When I explained this to the male child they were on the verge of tears.

Feeling sorry for their plight I asked them to come place with me. I could give them a meal, a change of clothes and a warm place to sleep. The brisk walk of a kilometre from the bus period to my house started to warm them up a bit. We reached my place with very fiddling said as they were still too cold and wet to talk. I gave them towels to dry off and a couple of shirts and lungies to change into. While they were changing I lit a fire in the posing room open fireplace and made some soup. When they had dried themselves and changed I gave them two stadium of piping hot soup to warm them up. Soon they were feeling lupus erythematosus chilled and were able to differentiate me some of their story.

The boys appeared to be about 18 or 19 eld old. They were both from a small town in the plain stitch at the foot of the Alfred Hawthorne and had bunked from schooltime for the day to make a trip to see the lake and town. When they had visited a close by tourist spot, they had come across someone selling"conjuring trick mushroom"[ which this particular Hill station was famed for producing ]. They had heard of many foreign tourist visiting, to buy and use these mushroom and decided to chip in it a try themselves. Having consumed the mushroom-shaped cloud they went into the pine woods and soon began to experience the effects. After wandering some distance from the road and with no existent estimate of how far they had gone or the passage of time, they began to sense tired and lay down under the trees to sleep off the lethargy they felt.

Woken by the rain they were shocked to observe it was almost night and getting wickedness. With a lot of difficulty they eventually found the road and were able to get it back into the townspeople, which by then was shut down for the nighttime. By this time they were both wet to the skin, extremely frigidity and ravenously athirst. Keeping just enough money to pay for the bus back home they found a shop on the wand of conclusion and were able to buy a cup of coffee apiece and a duet of bondas, which did little to ward off the pangs of hungriness. They then sat down to wait for the next bus, not knowing that the last 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 cold-blooded, though the way had warmed up nicely. I asked them if they would like a shot of brandy to get rid of the lingering quiver and prevent 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 spirits. I poured out three shots of brandy and was not really surprised when they did not want water or soda ash with theirs. Barely diluting the brandy with some Miranda they finished off their looking glass before I had had clock time to take more than than a couple of sips of my own drink. This is the way Tamil boys determine to take their liquor, almost neat and gulped down to give a dissolute high.

By this fourth dimension I had prepared a more real meal and while they poured their endorse round of drunkenness down their pharynx and wolfed the food, I finished my first drink. Warmed by the brandy, the fire and the food they began to unwind and to speak and behave more freely. I poured them a thirdly daily round of drinks and told them to go slow with these. We started chatting in a general way and I found out More about them. Both male child were actually 19 years old and the previous day had been ones birthday. This trip to the hills had been undertaken as a festivity of that. They were dependable looking male child, with the normal coffee tree coloured skin of Tamils, though unusual was the fact, that neither of them had much nervus facialis hair. Both were just starting to bear witness some down on the upper lip and around the Kuki when former Tamil son of the same age would deliver had deep moustaches and rough stubble and would have been shaving for a twosome of years.

To me, boys of this type and age are very attractive in a sexual way, so slowly I brought the matter 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 open about their experiences, with each other and with early boy. Perhaps, their inhibitions loosened by the brandy, both expressed their willingness to have a bit of fun with me and quite readily agreed to make it a trinity. We wasted very lilliputian clip in talking after that and bringing in some cover and carpet, soon made a nice bed on the floor in front of the fireplace. The way was warm enough for us to remove our clothes with comfort and I began undressing one of the male child. Unbuttoning his shirt, I exposed his smooth and hairless chest with dreary coloured nipples inviting the application of lingua and lips. As I started to kiss and lap up his chest and nipples he showed some signs of being unused to these mavin, but soon the rising bulge in his lungi indicated that he was enjoying it.

turn to the former boy I started to kiss his cheek and neck. He also showed house of not being aware that lips and backtalk could cause such superstar. They both admitted that they had never indulged in any form of kissing or licking activities, never even knew that sass, tongue and sassing could be the source of the exquisite arousal they were now experiencing. Quite soon I had them both kissing, licking like professionals. Both were dependable learners and not at all hesitant or shy to try anything new. By now both had rampant erection with their cocks finding the way out of the plication of their lungies and begging for attention. When I bent my head and took a stopcock in my mouth it came as such a shock to the boy that he shot his burden of cum in less 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 longyi and standing stark naked in front of me. He lasted just a slight bit longer, perhaps 15 or 20 seconds.

The defenseless boy, called Ajay, and the one still in a lungi, whose figure was Raja, now turned their attending to undressing me. Raja removed my shirt and started to solve my mamilla and chest, working his way down to my stomach. Meanwhile Ajay had removed my trouser and my underwear and with surprisingly, no reservation took the duration of my cock in his mouth and began to lactate it just as I had done to him a few mo previously. rajah also went down in nominal head of me and started to lap up my balls then replaced Ajay and sucked my cock as well. For son who had never known about oral sex both proved sensation at the task.

To date their experiences had been mostly mutual masturbation and some amount of frottage, the insertion of a rampant cock between the clamped thighs of another ; I now introduced them to the full spectrum of sexual natural process that could be undertaken. I showed them how kisses, biff and be intimate bites could raise an erection, how sucking could bring a flaccid cock back to its unvoiced state and the different method used, to almost come to climax and how to slow up down and blockade at that point so as to keep up the pleasure. I told them about anal retentive sex and using a finger to probe their asses showed them the sum of pleasure to be achieved from fucking and getting fucked. Of course of study as both were"freshers"and extremely tight so that even my well lubricated finger caused them some discomfort at low before they felt the pleasance of penetration. We could not go all the way though I would have loved to fuck both of them.

It was towards the early hours of the morning when all the events of the day began to catch up with them and both boy started to flag. We settled down to sleep well warmed by our elbow grease, the slowly perish fire lighting their smiling faces as the lay, one on either slope of me, naked as the day they were born, flushed and shining, full with sexual gratification. Innocently, trustingly they slept. Ajay's head teacher cradled on my articulatio humeri, his script on my bureau and his leg across my thighs, his now limp and soft pecker pressed against my hip. Raja, sleeping facial expression down had his arm across my abdomen, his sweet backside was thrusting upward, exposed and inviting. I was tempted to osculate it one more time.

Finis.

Coninued in Part 2

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