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RAJASTHANI INTERLUDE.
I just turned 30, had left one job and was about to start working for a new company, but wanting a break from the routine of the daily grind, decided to take aim a road trip through the deserts of Rajasthan before taking up the billet. The old Jeep was cleaned up and packed with all the necessary geartrain, extra parts and peter to keep it running, my tent, and of trend preparation, as I was headed into a rather sparsely populated area where the hamlet and towns were few and far between.

The inaugural few days of my trip were uneventful, I saw the usual tourist internet site, did the usual touristy things. But then as I drove into the back country the desolate places began to beckon me and I headed deeper into the desert away from the demands of workaday life sentence. I was about 5 days into my trip-up and as evening approached I started to calculate for a place to camp. From my mathematical function I saw that there was a diminished lake fairly close, and decided to spend the night there. I drove towards the lake and started to sidestep the edge looking for a decently spot which I could use, and soon found an apotheosis internet site. It was an enchanting position, a small hillock at the foot of which was spread the shimmering waters of the lake, a orchard of tamarind trees which would contribute me fill in and a nice story area to put up the tent.

I parked the jeep and began to set thing up. While fussy with the undertaking I was suddenly conscious of being watched. Looking around I could not see anybody but could feel eyes on me. As the evening drew on so did the feeling that I was not alone. I cooked my repast for the night and then decided to have a bath before eating. Walking down to the edge of the lake I saw a figure standing near a rock 'n' roll on the position of the hill. Taking a detour from my path I went up to the point and found a immature goatherd with his flock. He would have been in his tardy teens, maybe 19 or 20, lithe and slim with longish hair's-breadth matted and uncombed, dressed in a singlet and a grubby bloodless dhoti, which tied in the usual Rajasthani fashion, clearly delineated his thighs and fork. With my handful of Hindi, we were able to communicate a bit.

He had a fold for his Goat a little aloofness away. He heard the arrival of my jeep and was surprised to find another homo in a place where few other people ventured. I invited him to share my dinner, glad for a bit of caller after a few days of being alone in the desert. He seemed a shy and diffident lad, but quickly wolfed down a part of rotis and red gram I had cooked. After we finished our meal, I took the dirty vessels down to the lake to wash off up and decided to throw the delayed tub as well. Normally I would birth stripped naked, but removing only my shirt and trousers, I remained in my underwear, out of deference to the boy's presence. As I ventured out into the sang-froid Ethel Waters, he squatted at the edge of the lake and seemed to be a bit amazed at my boldness. Plainly he did not know how to swim. I came back to the shoal and started to soap myself. When I began to shampoo my hair I noticed that the boy was intensely interest, and on inquiring, I discovered he had only rarely seen or used soap and had never heard of shampoo.



I invited him to join me and to try it out. Readily he stripped off his dhoti and singlet and quite unabashed at his desolation, he had goose egg on under the dhoti, joined me in the water. His body was smooth with no sign of any body hair on his chest or belly. He had a hint of trace on his chin and above his lips where his face fungus and moustache were just beginning to grow. And just light husk around the pubic expanse which showed he had shaved it in the Recent epoch past tense. His facial expression was attractive with the pattern rather sharp Rajasthani features.

I first helped him to lather his body and then asked him to do the Same for my vertebral column. While soaping him I behaved in a in good order manner and kept my hands away from his crotch and ass. After rinsing off the max I started to shampoo his hanker and rather tangled haircloth. He seemed to revel the sensation. After a spell he automatically turned to face away from me so I could influence the shampoo into the back of his hair's-breadth. As he turned I noticed that he was starting to become erect. I had noticed his"software system"when we were having dinner party and though hidden in the dhoti it seemed to be of a courteous size. Now it was abundantly light that he was reasonably hung for his age and that he was no unknown to sexual arousal. His cock was of medium duration, neither thick nor thin, hooded, and with the glans just peeping out of the prepuce as it rose towards erection. It was straight, with no mansion of bend or curved shape and without any vena running under the skin. As a subject of fact it was the prettiest and most handsome turncock I had ever seen. As I was working on his scalp with my fingers, he let himself sag backwards towards me and soon his slender consistence was pressed against mine. My reception was evident to him very soon.

When he felt my arousal he pressed even harder against me and slowly undulated his hips so his buttocks moved in a bill motion against my rooster and thighs. Then reaching up for my hands which were still entangled in his hairsbreadth brought them down the front of his body to his now rampant cock. When I grasped his now fully vertical and hard cock in my handwriting, he slipped his hand between us and clasp my own hardening cock through my underwear, pressed the offer of his ass against it and changed the flyer motility of his butt to a perpendicular up and down bowel movement. In a few minute of arc I was as hard as rock and thoroughly turned on by the eroticism of his presence and actions. He turned towards me again and very shyly indicated I should remove my undies, which I speedily did. Holding his cock flat tire against his belly he pressed his lithe body against mine, slipped my cock between his second joint and clenching them slightly created a stark passage around the hard shot. He directed me to oblige his ass and to start moving backward and forward. Well lubricated by the piddle we were standing in my turncock slid in and out easily and smoothly. This action caused his turncock to rub up and down on my stomach and very soon I felt him tighten up even more and to start leaking pre cum.



He pulled away from me and turning, set over, circulate his legs spacious and hurl his keister towards me. His ass was lean and the cheeks humble. His action at law caused the crack to unfold full and expose the pucker hidden within. It was a clean-cut invitation for me to bang him and I lost no time pressing my putz to the inviting trap. Holding his pelvic arch I thrust forward and slither slickly all the way in cashbox the foundation of my pecker was up against his ass boldness. He had been fucked before and was easily capable to lodge the distance and thickness of my hot hard hammer. Using long full strokes I fucked his ass as deeply as I could reach. Soon I was approaching the stop of detonation. I stretched one hired man around his trunk and found his tool ; it was still hard and tight. A very few apoplexy of my fist along the duration was enough to make him start out his own ejaculation. Feeling the heartbeat of his interjection walk within his physical structure and along the full length of my peter caused me to inject my load trench in his backside.

Panting, we pulled apart and quickly rinsing off the shampoo from our tomentum and remnants of soap from our physical structure we left the lake and went to my collapsible shelter. I used a towel to dry off the water from his eubstance and fuzz. Seeing him in the dim and diffused light inside the tent was like looking at a slightly blurry trope. His body was familiar, interchangeable to the consistency of other boys I had dallied with before, and yet new and strange, as was his fount. I kissed him wax on the rim and he responded, kissing me back and then probing his tongue into my mouth. We sank down on to the rug on the floor still with mouth locked together. He settled back and pulling me slightly above and over him, pressed the length of his consistence to mine. I transferred my attending to his mamilla and dresser, licking, sucking, and kissing. As I moved my oral fissure lower to his navel I could feel his prick begin to rise again and soon it was pressing harder and harder against my leg. It seemed to be trying to sop up my attending. I eased away from him and allowed it to spring up and stand unloose, thrusting itself from his body with an big air.

When I bent my mind and took the vertical pecker in my mouthpiece he let out a gasp of surprise and dropped back, vapid on his back and arched his articulatio coxae upward as though to slide the full duration of his cock down my throat. Within a very few minutes I could feel him reaching climax. He tried to push me off indicating that he was about to ejaculate. But I did not secrete the pulsation cock head from my back talk and the next indorsement felt the salty, creamy cum implosion therapy in. He came in waves and I was surprised at the sum of semen he produced, much more than he had done at the lake just a while earlier. Allowing some of the cum to carry out I retraced the path of my downward journeying, back up his abdomen, his omphalos, his nipples and finally to his oral cavity. He showed no simplicity and eagerly tasted my back talk and the oddment of his cum on my lips and tongue. Surprisingly, he then pushed me backwards till I was lying flavourless and commenced to do the same things to me. He kissed and licked my nipples and tum, paying just the right sum of attention to my navel and lower belly before engulfing my cock in his hot and wet oral fissure. He soon brought me to the point of ejaculation for the back prison term. Just as I had not allowed him to withdraw his tool from my mouth, he also would not allow me to bump off mine from his mouth and swallowed the wide-cut load of cum I finally deposited there.



For the next few hours we explored each early's organic structure to the utmost. Though he was only a boy he seemed to have had quite a bit of experience with gay sex and did not shy away from performing any of the legal action. In many of my former face-off with male child I have often found a hesitation or even an aversion to performing unwritten sex acts and sometimes also to having these acts performed on them. With this simple village lad I discovered an eagre and volition partner, cook to do and try everything and anything.

Sometime in the middle of the dark after exhausting all our Energy we went down to the lake, walking stark naked in the moonlight, bridge player in hand like a distich of long fourth dimension lovers, stopping now and then to sample a lingering osculation or a fondle. After thoroughly washing away all the sweat and blot from our consistence and hair, we went back to the tent to sleep wrapped in each other's subdivision till almost 8 am the next dawning. We were roused only by the bleating of the goats wanting to be let out of their pen to rake and booze. While he watered the beast I cooked a meal. Our vigorous effort of the late night had left us ravenous.

After we had released the goats to graze and eaten our breakfast we returned to our sexual diversions. Very soon after starting, he bent over and invited me to do it his ass again and this I did eagerly and again deposited the full shipment of my ejaculate oceanic abyss in his keister. We then returned to our unwritten pursuits and delight. At one point later in the day while indulging in a session of 69, I was on all quaternity, in the doggy position, straddling his body, with him lying flat under me, our hammer in each other's rima oris, when I was overcome by the desire to feel his cock bury itself in my ass. Releasing his hard stopcock from my oral cavity I asked him to get up and to lie with me. At number one he was not volition, but a trivial persuading from me had him go behind me as I remained in the doggy stance. I had also been fucked before but it had been a long time since I had felt a cock enter my ass. The wiz of his custody griping my hips and his hard cock pressing itself to the ingress of my backward passage was extremely erotic. Thrusting my ass backwards towards his eubstance as he was pushing forward with his cock caused my hole to expand and immerse the very vertical member with a smooth action. Very soon he was plunging the wide-cut distance of his hard straight rooster deep into me, his balls bouncing off the rear of my thighs just below my ass with each separatrix and the sound of his stomach slapping on my ass cheeks was a calendar method of birth control in itself. It did not take him long to get through the stop of no return. Reaching back I laid a confine hand on his ass, indicating to him that I wanted him to ejaculate within me, as I had done to him early and on the previous day. As he came in waves I felt my ass fill and lip over with his cum. It was quite amazing the amount of cum he produced meter after time. As I began to feel his erection subside I reached behind me again, and holding him to me I sank down on to the bed, making him lie supine on top of my prone torso, his now flagging shaft still inside my wet ass.


As I had known it would, I soon felt his cock seed to life-time again. It slowly burgeoned in my backside, till it was slopped and knockout, filling my integral passage with its presence. This clip well lubricated by his before outpouring of sperm and lubricating fluids the flavor generated by his now erect tool in my ass were to a greater extent intense, the sliding natural action, slippery and smooth. Very soon I was raising my hips off the bed and meeting his forward thrusts with backward thrusts of my own. His consistency was pressed along the length of my cover, his animal foot balanced on my blackguard and blue sura giving him the leveraging he needed to dump his backbreaking prick into my bore ass. He was able to keep the in and out motion, his cock sliding into me to its full duration before pulling out again, his shaved pubic stubble roughly rubbing on the tender pelt around my pickle, for a much farseeing clock time before he approached his second climax and the point of interjection. Before he could lapse the full stop of no return I signalled him to kibosh. Both our physical structure were slick with exertion as he slid off me with a aspect of consternation on his look. As he squatted there with his dick beginning to lose its uprightness, I can but wonder what passed through his mind.

He must own thought something was incorrectly, or that he had done, or not done something I wanted, to be denied attaining his climax. He looked most crestfallen and woebegone. I quickly turned so I was lying on my back and Drew my stage up till my knees were almost level with my ear. This caused my ass to tip slightly upward and to unfold the jam to wide view. It was still slightly open and pulsing, from the passing of the recently removed cock. The sight of me lying so expectantly exposed and inviting was enough to ca-ca his look light up and his now drooping cock rise to hardness again.

Having understood the purpose behind the change of my situation he was quick to kneel in social movement of me and with a large-minded smiling on his youthful aspect, record my waiting backside again. His cock and my ass were still wet and slick and the intuitive feeling generated by the re-entry of the hard shaft into my handing over were very intense as was the pleasure we both derived from being able to see the grammatical construction on the others face. In this position I could feel his putz grasp far deeper in my ass bringing me exquisite pleasance. His physical structure was supple enough to allow him to dip his head and take my cock header in his mouth just as he completed his final CVA. I felt his cock throb deep inside me with the power of his ejaculation, and felt again the waving of cum flooding my ass fix. His lips on my cock brought about my own climax. My hammer slipped from his rima oris and sprayed both of us with cum. Bringing my legs down on either side of meat of him we lay there completely spent, physical structure sticky with ejaculate and sudor both satisfied to the core.





Later I learnt from him that that was the offset time he had ever fucked anyone. He had been introduced to gay sex by other goat head, but as the vernal among them, he was always made to flirt the bottom boy. He had been fucked by them a few times but never had had the chance to penetrate another guy. They knew goose egg of oral sex and had never done to a greater extent that merely fucking him. Neither had anyone ever sucked his cock before I had the premature day. His responses to me and my activeness were purely derived from his innate gender. His use of his spit when I kissed him was a natural continuation of the kiss. As was his suction of my cock, a result of the sensations he had felt when I had sucked him. Over the side by side few Day he proved adept at learning the ways and methods of obtaining the best results from both oral as well as anal sex. He would leave me to fuck him in any locating I desired and for as many times as I could manage to get an erection, just as he would fuck me as long and as punishing as I wanted and as many multiplication as I felt like it. But he would never initiate the activity himself. He would only fuck me if I requested him to do it. He would take off any other sort of play or action without wavering but never initiated anal sex with me except at my invitation. He proved to be an ardent mark and had grand ascendance of his mouth and tongue and would take my prick far deeper into his throat than I could do with his.



I spent 5 terrific and toothsome twenty-four hours and Nox in his company, all of the nights and many hours of the days were passed, naked and tumescent, in fervent exploration of each other's orifices or perfectly spent and languid, physical structure slick and slippery with the fluids of ejaculation mixed with our swither, lying supine, recovering from the aftermaths of sexual arousal and gratification, either under the tree diagram, in the crystal waters of the lake or in the confines of the tent. Then the necessity of returning to the casual pulverisation of formula life intruded, as did lack of sufficient supply. Reluctantly we parted. I was not able to return to that region for quite a few years and I never saw him again. Unfortunately I had no television camera to take his photo. Only the memory of his face and eubstance remained, dimmed by the passing of metre. When recollecting the chain of case while writing this taradiddle it all came flooding back into sharp focus. The recollection of all that we did to each former, the pleasure we derived from sharing our bodies without reservation flooded my judgement and signified. I wonder if he remembers our meeting and prison term we spent together and what he feels about it all.


Finis.


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