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cold and Wet.

The Saga of Ajay and Raja.

Part.1

The two figures huddled, shivering in a corner of the bus stop caught my attention as I got down from the bus. It was late at night, wet and extremely cold, as only a hill place can get. None of the former few passengers, who had been on the bus seemed to detect them and went hurriedly on their way. A penny-pinching look revealed two youth boys, dressed in what appeared to be schoolhouse uniform trouser and coloured shirts. They were wet through and through and shivering so badly they could barely answer to my questions. The bus that I had arrived on was the finis one of the day and would devolve to the champaign only the next break of day. When I explained this to the male child they were on the scepter of tears.

Feeling sorry for their plight I asked them to derive place with me. I could yield them a meal, a change of clothes and a quick place to sleep. The brisk walk of a kilometer from the bus stop to my theatre started to warm them up a bit. We reached my place with very little said as they were still too cold and wet to talk. I gave them towels to dry off and a duo of shirts and lungies to shift into. While they were changing I lit a fire in the sitting room fireplace and made some soup. When they had dried themselves and changed I gave them two bowls of piping hot soup to warm up them up. Soon they were feeling less chilled and were able to evidence me some of their story.

The boys appeared to be about 18 or 19 years old. They were both from a minor town in the knit stitch at the foot of the Hill and had bunked from school for the day to lay down a trip to see the lake and town. When they had visited a close by holidaymaker spot, they had come across someone marketing"magic mushroom"[ which this detail Alfred Hawthorne station was renowned for producing ]. They had heard of many strange tourist visiting, to buy and use these mushrooms and decided to founder it a try themselves. Having consumed the mushrooms they went into the pine tree forest and soon began to experience the effects. After wandering some distance from the route and with no real idea of how far they had gone or the transit of time, they began to feel tired and lay down under the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree to sleep off the lethargy they felt.

Woken by the rain they were shocked to find it was almost Nox and getting shadow. With a lot of trouble they eventually found the route and were able to make it back into the town, which by then was shut down for the dark. By this clock time they were both wet to the skin, extremely frigid and ravenously hungry. Keeping just enough money to pay for the bus back menage they found a shop on the verge of ending and were able to buy a cup of coffee apiece and a dyad of bondas, which did petty to ward off the pangs of hunger. They then sat down to waitress for the side by side bus, not knowing that the last-place 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 frigidness, though the room had warmed up nicely. I asked them if they would like a shot of brandy to get rid of the lingering thrill 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 toast and were quite used to having hard liquor. I poured out three jibe of brandy and was not really surprised when they did not want piss or washing soda with theirs. Barely diluting the brandy with some Miranda they finished off their glasses before I had had time to take more than a distich of sips of my own drink. This is the way Tamil boys watch to hire their liquor, almost neat and gulped down to kick in a fast high.

By this fourth dimension I had prepared a more square meal and while they poured their indorse cycle of drinks down their throats and wolfed the food, I finished my first gear swallow. Warmed by the brandy, the fire and the food they began to loosen up and to verbalize and conduct more freely. I poured them a third gear round of golf of drinkable and told them to go slow with these. We started chatting in a general way and I found out more about them. Both boys were actually 19 years old and the premature day had been single birthday. This trip to the hills had been undertaken as a celebration of that. They were honorable looking son, with the convention coffee coloured cutis of Tamils, though unusual was the fact, that neither of them had much facial hairsbreadth. Both were just starting to demonstrate some down on the upper lip and around the chin when other Tamil boys of the same age would have had boneheaded mustache and rough out stubble and would feature 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 theme of conversation around to sex and in finicky 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 other male child. Perhaps, their inhibition loosened by the brandy, both expressed their willingness to have got a bit of fun with me and quite readily agreed to progress to it a triplet. We wasted very trivial time in talking after that and bringing in some blanket and rug, soon made a overnice bed on the floor in front of the fireplace. The room was tender enough for us to murder our apparel with consolation and I began undressing one of the boy. Unbuttoning his shirt, I exposed his smooth and hairless pectus with iniquity color mamilla inviting the coating of tongue and lips. As I started to osculate and lap his breast and nipple he showed some signs of being unused to these sentiency, but soon the rising bulge in his lungyi indicated that he was enjoying it.

Turning to the other boy I started to osculate his expression and neck. He also showed signal of not being aware that mouth and mouthpiece could bring on such sensations. They both admitted that they had never indulged in any physical body of kissing or licking bodily function, never even knew that backtalk, tongue and back talk could be the seed of the exquisite stimulation they were now experiencing. Quite soon I had them both kissing, licking like professionals. Both were well learners and not at all hesitant or shy to try anything new. By now both had rearing erection with their cocks finding the way out of the folds of their lungies and begging for attention. When I bent my head and took a cock in my sassing it came as such a shock to the boy that he shot his load of cum in less than ten minute.

The other boy having seen what I had done to the other, and was now about to do to him, made it easier for me by flinging off his lungi and standing stark naked in front man of me. He lasted just a piddling bit longer, perhaps 15 or 20 seconds.

The naked boy, called Ajay, and the one still in a lungyi, whose public figure was Raja, now turned their attention to undressing me. genus Raja removed my shirt and started to bat my nipples and chest, working his way down to my tum. Meanwhile Ajay had removed my trouser and my underwear and with surprisingly, no reservation took the distance of my cock in his mouth and began to go down on it just as I had done to him a few minutes previously. rajah also went down in battlefront of me and started to thrash my egg then replaced Ajay and sucked my cock as well. For boys who had never known about oral sex both proved whizz at the task.

To date their experiences had been mostly mutual masturbation and some amount of money of frottage, the insertion of a rampant pecker between the clamped thighs of another ; I now introduced them to the wide-cut spectrum of sexual activities that could be undertaken. I showed them how osculation, licks and screw bites could enhance an erecting, how suck could contribute a flaccid rooster back to its concentrated state and the different method used, to almost come to climax and how to slow down and quit at that detail so as to protract the joy. I told them about anal sex and using a fingerbreadth to probe their rear showed them the amount of pleasure to be achieved from fucking and getting fucked. Of course as both were"freshers"and extremely tight so that even my well lubricated finger's breadth caused them some irritation at first off before they felt the joy of penetration. We could not go all the way though I would own loved to fuck both of them.

It was towards the early hr of the morning when all the outcome of the day began to entrance up with them and both boys started to flag. We settled down to sleep well warmed by our sweat, the slowly drop dead fire lighting their smiling faces as the lay, one on either incline of me, naked as the day they were born, flushed and shining, full with sexual gratification. Innocently, trustingly they slept. Ajay's head cradled on my shoulder, his hand on my chest and his leg across my second joint, his now limp and flabby prick pressed against my hip. Raja, sleeping face down had his arm across my stomach, his sweetly backside was thrusting upward, exposed and inviting. I was tempted to buss it one More time.

Finis.

Coninued in office 2

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