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Ajay's Tale.


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


I woke up from a deep quietus to finger a weight on my chest of drawers, something was brushing my lips and mouth and a hand was grasping my semi erect cock. None of these were foreign or unfamiliar wiz. This was Ajay's favourite way of waking me up in the break of day. You have already heard the story of how I met Ajay and genus Raja. Of how we had a lot of fun together. Of how those prison term came to an end. This is now the report of the two eld that I continued to enjoy Ajay's company and his torso.
After raja had shifted to Chennai, Ajay would often add up up the hill after school on a Friday evening and delay till Sunday good afternoon. His preferred way of waking me up on Saturday and Sunday morn, was to sit on my chest and holding his already voiceless cock in one hired hand, rub it on my lips and face. While doing that he would reach behind to grasp my cock with his other hand and using a pulsating handle, bring me to erection. Once I was wide horny and hard he would wax off my chest, jack over my stopcock and small himself firmly on to my irradiation cashbox it was fully sheathed in his ass. With a rising and dropping motion he would then continue to"drive"my cock trough we both reached climax.
Once awake I would grip his wildly flapping cock in one hand and balls in my former deal and start masturbating him. His trunk's round on my shaft would alarm me to go faster or wearisome, the paw holding his balls would tell me how close to climaxing he was. We would synchronise our movements to come to an explosive and coincidental ejaculation. My rooster pumping my seed deep in his ass and he, spraying my face and chest, with his Loretta Young boy's cum. Of course every morning time was not the same. There were mornings of extreme tenderness when indulgent candy kiss to lips and font would suffice, There were mornings when I would come alive earlier than him [ about of the time ] and finding him sleeping spoon fashion in my arms, very slowly and gently go into his ass and simply lie there, with a few forward and backward movements to keep my cock hard, and let the pleasure of the hotshot wake him up.

We would then go to the bath and have a tub together. Soaping each other's soundbox, removing all the dehydrated crusts of the previous night's emissions. Hands slippery with soap lather, delving deep in the crack of the ass, or running from ankle to groin, brushing rooster and chunk in passing. decoration, digit spread wide, roughly applying the Georgia home boy to the spinal column, would change action, to soft caresses when reaching the ass. My finger's breadth, gently pulling back his foreskin, to lather the head of his putz. Or his breath, caressing my lower belly as he bent his organic structure, or knelt before me to lather my legs would often enough be sufficient to play about another erection. This would cause us to turn on the rain shower and wash off the liquid ecstasy and carry on to"deflate"the erect cock. Most often by sucking, if it was Ajay's shaft that got hard or by another screwing if it was mine that had stood up.


Though Ajay would insert a digit in my ass sometimes to heighten some voice of our gambling or early, he refused to get it on me. I had never asked him to do it during the menstruum we were in a leash with Raja, but during the two class that Ajay and I were fan I sometimes felt the desire to play bottom to that lithe slim body and the unbent hammer with the cheeky pink heading peeping from the foreskin. He always politely refused my postulation. He would do anything and everything else I asked of him. He would rim my ass and use his tongue to arouse me. He would assume any position I asked him and allow me to have intercourse him in any way I wanted. He would suck my rooster and drink all my cum. He would even allow me to suck him dry and withdraw his creamy boy's ejaculate but he would never use his cock to go in my ass. Of all the things I have done in my life and of all the satisfaction I have had, this is the one thing I always will rue not experiencing.

We would often only emerge from the shower about 2 hours after we had entered it. Many the times we came out of the bathroom with rampant turncock, but at that breaker point far too thirsty to pay attending to encourage requirement for sex. After raja had departed from the threesome, the quality of our games together and the sexuality we indulged in took on a more romantic and dedicated 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 take aim Raja's place.

There were many of Ajay's Friend who had become suspicious of our relationship and the nature and reason behind his frequent visits to my house and when I had work in the plain, the episodic night/nights we spent in a hotel in the nearby city. Some were the boys with whom Raja and Ajay had begun to search their sexuality. Others were boys who suspected the intimate connection between us and who would birth 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 male child did attack him, telling him they"knew"what was going on between him and me and asking him either to have sex with them or for an intromission to me and for inclusion in our game.
Some threatened him with pic if he did not do what they asked or wanted. Some said they would inform his parents as to the actual reason for his visit to me. While we played many games and washed-out much of the days and nights having great sex, I also took the worry to teach him English and some other subjects. As his academic performance in school improved so dramatically after his association with me his parents never suspected anything about our lawful human relationship, and were always happy to let their son sojourn 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 bout. He calmly stated that, though he had started his sexual journey with Raja and some other boys, after meeting me for the minute time, he had lost interest in having sex with anyone else. He had continued"playing"with genus Raja only because he had thought I had preferred rajah to him. Over the meter we had been a III, I had always shared my warmness equally between the two boy though it had been Ajay I had always preferred. Even though he had darker pelt, he was by far the more attractive of the two and his body had more rude grace and beauty. Also his nature was far prissy than Raja'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 bend to take in teary eyes.
Ajay's slim dead body, giving hammer and easily penetrated ass were not just plaything for me during the fourth dimension we shared together. He had a quickly and enquiring judgment and learned easily all that I could teach him, not only in bed but about life history in universal. I taught him to read and save English almost as well as I could, coached him in maths, and other schooltime subjects and made sure his training covered all the face of requisite to help him bring forward in school as well as after that. Our kinship was based on sexual gratification in the beginning but soon moved to a dissimilar perspective. Our meetings would usually, even if there had been only a gap of just two or three days between them, consist of frenzied drive to reach the others consistence, removing apparel as fast as possible and indulging in human activity that brought about quick culmination and ejaculation. Mouths applied to already hard prick in a 69 or as soon as he was stripped of his clothes I would construct him lie on his back with his legs at ear level so his ass was exposed completely and run my spit from the base of his balls to this ass hole a few times taking him almost to the point of spilling his seed, then would quickly insert his ass and fuck him as deeply as potential. virtually of the time we would ejaculate simultaneously me cryptic in his ass and he spraying his own chest and sometimes even me with his cum. Then would begin the more thoughtful phase of our love making where we sought to pleasure the early rather than indulging in crying gratification. We were supremely content with each other, and during the two eld we spent playing games and having fun, I never thought of any other boy.

Ajay was 19 years and one day old when I met him and first had sex with him and rajah. He was 20 yr and four months old when Raja left for Chennai and we knew that soon he would finish his schooling and would take to pop working also that his parents would be looking for a bride for him. We knew we had just a year or so to enjoy ourselves, which believe me we did. He was 22 years and four month old when the ending finally came. A week or so after his 22nd natal day I saw that his face, once so smooth and innocent, with only the faintest tracings of down, had begun to establish exploitation, albeit delayed, of the typical thick Tamalian moustache. The pantie hairsbreadth which had decorated his chin were now beginning to call on into common stubble that covered his impudence as well. His characteristic, which had boulder clay then retained a childish and innocent cast, now began to coarsen and maturate. Even his once lucent oculus began to dull.


His slender and boyish cock, with its flushed pink head peeping out of the foreskin was now Sir Thomas More of a man's shaft. His slim and hairless body had matured, developed muscles and trace of hair on chest and belly. The once scanty pubic hair that was like silky down, and with which I had loved to play, was now a duncish forest of grating curls from which his cock and balls emerged. The strip of skin from his balls to his ass hole, once smooth and hairless, a favourite itinerary for my spit, and the licking of which was a sure fire way to stimulate and wake his Passion, was now covered in hair, and no longer inviting.
His parents had fixed his marriage for the next auspicious day, about 5 month in the future. We knew that the clip to voice was drawing closer. The frequency of our love seemed to suit promote and further apart as the final day drew closer. We would drop far more time just talking or holding each other, instead of the usual frenetic sexual lust that had consumed us previously. Right up to his 22nd birthday, which he had spent with me, [ It had become a custom. He had also spent his 20th and 21st birthdays with me ] our every get together had been based on the lust and desire we had felt for each other's bodies. Now as the shadow of his maturing consistence, changing appearance and his pending marriage fell over us, we understood that something wonderful was ending.

Sometimes a boy passing on the route will set off a store of those prison term and Acts of the Apostles. I sometimes see a young boy and have to contain myself from calling out Ajay's name. Have to remind myself that Ajay is a thing of the past and something that ended a long clock time ago. Eventually we parted, without regret, without any bad feelings. We still forgather sometimes. But never refer to our past, the biz we played or the desires that sustained our relationship for around the four yr we had known each former intimately. Ajay's wife has produced only daughter. I often wonder, if he had had a son, would he have allowed his son to visit me.

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