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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 aid as I got down from the bus. It was late at Nox, wet and extremely stale, as only a hill station can get. None of the other few passengers, who had been on the bus seemed to detect them and went hurriedly on their way. A close look revealed two immature boys, dressed in what appeared to be shoal uniform gasp and color in shirts. They were wet through and through and shivering so badly they could barely answer to my head. The bus that I had arrived on was the final one of the day and would return to the plain only the next break of the day. When I explained this to the boy they were on the threshold of tears.

Feeling sorry for their plight I asked them to hail home with me. I could grant them a meal, a change of apparel and a warm position to sleep. The brisk up walk of a kilometre from the bus stop consonant to my house started to warm them up a bit. We reached my blank space with very little said as they were still too cold and wet to mouth. I gave them towels to dry off and a brace of shirts and lungies to deepen into. While they were changing I lit a fire in the posing room hearth and made some soup. When they had dried themselves and changed I gave them two bowl of piping hot soup to warm them up. Soon they were feeling less chilled and were able to state me some of their story.

The male child appeared to be about 18 or 19 eld old. They were both from a small-scale town in the plain at the foot of the Hill and had bunked from school for the day to make a trip-up to see the lake and town. When they had visited a ending by tourist stain, they had come across someone selling"magic mushrooms"[ which this particular Alfred Hawthorne station was famous for producing ]. They had heard of many foreign holidaymaker visiting, to buy and use these mushroom cloud and decided to afford it a try themselves. Having consumed the mushrooms they went into the pine forest and soon began to experience the personal effects. After wandering some space from the road and with no real mind of how far they had gone or the passage of time, they began to feel wear upon and lay down under the tree to sleep off the lethargy they felt.

Woken by the rain they were shocked to bump it was almost night and getting nighttime. With a lot of difficulty they eventually found the road and were able to make it back into the townspeople, which by then was shut down for the night. By this time they were both wet to the skin, extremely cold and ravenously hungry. Keeping just enough money to pay for the bus back home they found a shop on the verge of closing and were able to buy a cup of coffee apiece and a couple of bondas, which did little to ward off the twinge of thirstiness. They then sat down to wait for the succeeding bus, not knowing that the shoemaker's 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, though the room had warmed up nicely. I asked them if they would wish a shot of brandy to get rid of the lingering chill 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 tope and were quite used to having unvoiced hard liquor. I poured out three scene of brandy and was not really surprised when they did not want water or soda with theirs. Barely diluting the brandy with some Miranda they finished off their glasses before I had had clip to take More than a couple of sips of my own drink. This is the way Tamil boys study to require their pot liquor, almost neat and gulped down to give a fast high.

By this clip I had prepared a more substantial meal and while they poured their 2d round of potable down their throats and wolfed the food, I finished my first beverage. Warmed by the brandy, the fervor and the food they began to relax and to speak and behave more freely. I poured them a third daily round of deglutition 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 age old and the previous day had been ones birthday. This trip to the Benny Hill had been undertaken as a solemnisation of that. They were good looking son, with the normal coffee coloured skin of Tamils, though unusual was the fact, that neither of them had much seventh cranial nerve hair. Both were just starting to show some down on the speed lip and around the chin when other Tamil son of the Lapp age would have had boneheaded moustaches and rough stubble and would induce been shaving for a dyad of years.

To me, boys of this type and age are very attractive in a sexual way, so slowly I brought the topic 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 exposed about their experiences, with each other and with other son. Perhaps, their forbiddance loosened by the brandy, both expressed their willingness to have a bit of fun with me and quite readily agreed to defecate it a 3. We wasted very petty time in talking after that and delivery in some blankets and rugs, soon made a Nice bed on the floor in front man of the fireplace. The room was warm enough for us to dispatch our clothes with comforter and I began undressing one of the boy. Unbuttoning his shirt, I exposed his smooth and hairless thorax with dark slanted nipples inviting the application of tongue and sassing. As I started to kiss and lick his chest and mammilla he showed some foretoken of being idle to these sensations, but soon the rising bulge in his lungi indicated that he was enjoying it.

turn to the other boy I started to snog his font and neck. He also showed signs of not being aware that sass and mouth could stimulate such sentience. They both admitted that they had never indulged in any course of kissing or licking bodily function, never even knew that lips, tongue and mouth could be the source of the exquisite arousal they were now experiencing. Quite soon I had them both kissing, licking like professional person. Both were good 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 flexure of their lungies and begging for attention. When I bent my head and took a prick in my mouth it came as such a shock to the boy that he shot his warhead of cum in less than ten second base.

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

The bare boy, called Ajay, and the one still in a lungi, whose epithet was Raja, now turned their attention to undressing me. Raja removed my shirt and started to lap up my mamilla and pectus, working his way down to my stomach. Meanwhile Ajay had removed my trouser and my underclothing and with surprisingly, no reservation took the distance of my cock in his oral cavity and began to suck it just as I had done to him a few arcminute previously. Raja also went down in battlefront of me and started to lick my lump then replaced Ajay and sucked my putz as well. For boys who had never known about oral sex both proved adept 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 intimate bodily function that could be undertaken. I showed them how kiss, clout and sleep together bites could enhance an erecting, how sucking could bring a flaccid cock back to its hard province and the different methods used, to almost come in to climax and how to slow down and discontinue at that detail so as to prolong the joy. I told them about anal retentive sex and using a digit to probe their rump showed them the amount of pleasure to be achieved from fucking and getting fucked. Of trend as both were"freshman"and extremely tight so that even my well lubricated finger caused them some discomfort at first before they felt the delight of penetration. We could not go all the way though I would have loved to have sex both of them.

It was towards the early on minute of the break of the day when all the events of the day began to catch up with them and both boys started to swag. We settled down to sleep well warmed by our travail, the slowly dying ardour lighting their smile faces as the lay, one on either side of me, naked as the day they were born, flushed and shining, replete with intimate satisfaction. Innocently, trustingly they slept. Ajay's header cradled on my shoulder, his hired hand on my chest and his leg across my thighs, his now limp and flabby peter pressed against my hip. Raja, sleeping face down had his arm across my tummy, his odoriferous backside was thrusting upward, exposed and inviting. I was tempted to kiss it one more time.

Finis.

Coninued in Part 2

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