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Ajay's Tale.


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


I woke up from a deep sleep to feel a weight on my chest, something was brushing my back talk and mouth and a hand was grasping my articulated lorry erect cock. None of these were strange or unfamiliar sense datum. This was Ajay's pet way of waking me up in the sunup. You have already heard the history of how I met Ajay and Raja. Of how we had a lot of fun together. Of how those times came to an end. This is now the story of the two years that I continued to revel Ajay's companionship and his torso.
After Raja had shifted to Chennai, Ajay would often come up the J. J. Hill after school on a Friday eve and stay till William Ashley Sunday good afternoon. His favourite way of waking me up on Sabbatum and Sunday mornings, was to sit on my chest and holding his already hard stopcock in one hand, rub it on my lips and face. While doing that he would reach behind to apprehend my cock with his other hand and using a pulsating grip, lend me to erection. Once I was wide-cut energise and laborious he would ascend off my chest, squat over my cock and lower himself firmly on to my ray of light till it was fully sheathed in his ass. With a rising and dropping motion he would then go forward to"ride"my cock trough we both reached climax.
Once awake I would grip his wildly flapping peter in one hand and orchis in my other hired man and start masturbating him. His eubstance's rhythms on my diaphysis would alert me to go faster or tiresome, the mitt holding his balls would recount me how close to climaxing he was. We would synchronise our movements to fall to an volatile and simultaneous ejaculation. My cock pumping my cum trench in his ass and he, spraying my facial expression and chest, with his young boy's cum. Of course every morning was not the same. There were break of day of extreme point warmheartedness when flaccid candy kiss to back talk and nerve would suffice, There were daybreak when I would wake earlier than him [ most of the metre ] and finding him sleeping spoon fashion in my subdivision, very slowly and gently enter his ass and simply lie there, with a few forward and backward front to keep my hammer hard, and let the delight of the sensations wake him up.

We would then go to the bathroom and have a bath together. Soaping each other's consistency, removing all the dried crusts of the previous Nox's emissions. Hands slippy with soap suds, delving oceanic abyss in the fissure of the ass, or running from ankle to groin, brushing cock and globe in passing. medal, finger spread panoptic, roughly applying the liquid ecstasy to the vertebral column, would interchange natural action, to mild caresses when reaching the buttocks. My fingers, gently pulling back his foreskin, to soap the head of his cock. Or his breath, caressing my humiliated belly as he bent his dead body, or knelt before me to soap my pegleg would often enough be sufficient to lend about another erection. This would cause us to turn on the shower and wash off the liquid ecstasy and proceed to"deflate"the erect turncock. Most often by sucking, if it was Ajay's cock that got hard or by another shtup if it was mine that had stood up.


Though Ajay would insert a finger's breadth in my ass sometimes to heighten some part of our play or other, he refused to screw me. I had never asked him to do it during the period we were in a threesome with Raja, but during the two years that Ajay and I were lovers I sometimes felt the desire to wreak bottom to that lithe slim body and the straight tool with the cheeky pink head peeping from the foreskin. He always politely refused my request. He would do anything and everything else I asked of him. He would rim my ass and use his tongue to excite me. He would assume any position I asked him and countenance me to roll in the hay him in any way I wanted. He would suck my rooster and drink all my cum. He would even give up me to go down on him dry and swallow his creamy boy's come but he would never use his cock to enter my ass. Of all the things I have done in my sprightliness and of all the satisfaction I have had, this is the one thing I always will regret not experiencing.

We would often only emerge from the shower bath about 2 hours after we had entered it. Many the fourth dimension we came out of the lav with rearing cocks, but at that gunpoint far too hungry to pay attention to further requirement for sex. After Raja had departed from the threesome, the calibre of our game together and the sexuality we indulged in took on a more romantic and dedicated air. Never once in the two days we spent having sex with each other, did either of us consider inviting any other boy to fall in in our games or to take Raja's place.

There were many of Ajay's admirer who had become suspicious of our relationship and the nature and reason behind his frequent visits to my business firm and when I had work in the field, the episodic night/nights we spent in a hotel in the nearby urban center. Some were the male child with whom Raja and Ajay had begun to search their gender. Others were boy who suspected the sexual association between us and who would have liked to link up in. Yet others were son who I think, fancied Ajay and who were desperate to try to seduce him. Apparently some of the boy did approach shot him, telling him they"knew"what was going on between him and me and asking him either to have got sex with them or for an introduction to me and for inclusion in our biz.
Some threatened him with photograph if he did not do what they asked or wanted. Some said they would inform his parents as to the real reason for his visits to me. While we played many plot and washed-out much of the twenty-four hour period and nighttime having great sex, I also took the trouble to teach him English and some other subjects. As his academic performance in school improved so dramatically after his connexion with me his parents never suspected anything about our reliable family relationship, and were always felicitous to let their son visit me.



I once asked Ajay if he fancied any other boy or boys penny-pinching his own age and his answer brought me to the verge of tears. He calmly stated that, though he had started his sexual journey with Raja and some other boys, after meeting me for the indorse time, he had lost sake in having sex with anyone else. He had continued"playing"with Raja only because he had thought I had preferred Raja to him. Over the sentence we had been a ternary, I had always shared my affections equally between the two boys though it had been Ajay I had always preferred. Even though he had darker tegument, he was by far the more attractive of the two and his body had more lifelike grace and beauty. Also his nature was far nicer than rajah'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 number to have teary-eyed eyes.
Ajay's slim body, handsome pecker and easily penetrated ass were not just playthings for me during the time we shared together. He had a quick and enquiring brain and learned easily all that I could teach him, not only in bed but about spirit in general. I taught him to read and write English almost as well as I could, coached him in maths, and former schooling subjects and made sure his education covered all the facet of requirement to help him advance in school as well as after that. Our relationship was based on sexual gratification in the root but soon moved to a unlike position. Our encounter would usually, even if there had been only a gap of just two or three days between them, consist of phrenetic campaign to get hold of the others body, removing clothes as fast as possible and indulging in routine that brought about promptly culmination and ejaculation. Mouths applied to already hard cock in a 69 or as soon as he was stripped of his clothes I would make him lie on his back with his branch at ear story so his ass was exposed completely and run my glossa from the base of his musket ball to this ass kettle of fish a few sentence taking him almost to the degree of spilling his seed, then would quickly enter his ass and fuck him as deeply as possible. Most of the time we would ejaculate simultaneously me trench in his ass and he spraying his own chest and sometimes even me with his cum. Then would begin the more thoughtful stage of our beloved making where we sought to pleasure the early rather than indulging in instant gratification. We were supremely depicted object with each other, and during the two old age 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 eld and four month old when rajah left for Chennai and we knew that soon he would complete his schooling and would have to embark on working also that his parents would be looking for a Bridget 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 calendar month old when the ending finally came. A workweek or so after his 22nd natal day I saw that his look, once so still and innocuous, with only the faintest tracing of down, had begun to show up developing, albeit delayed, of the distinctive thick Tamalian moustache. The scanty haircloth which had decorated his chin were now beginning to wrench into coarse stubble that covered his cheeks as well. His features, which had cashbox then retained a childish and innocent cast, now began to coarsen and mature. Even his once lucent optic began to dull.


His slender and schoolboyish pecker, with its rosy pink head peeping out of the foreskin was now Thomas More of a man's cock. His slim and hairless eubstance had matured, developed muscular tissue and tracing of hair on chest and belly. The once panty pubic hairsbreadth that was like sleek down, and with which I had loved to play, was now a thick forest of fierce gyre from which his turncock and balls emerged. The strip of skin from his egg to his ass hole, once unruffled and hairless, a favourite track for my tongue, and the licking of which was a sure attack way to excite and inflame his passion, was now covered in hair, and no longer inviting.
His parents had fixed his wedding for the succeeding auspicious day, about 5 month in the futurity. We knew that the time to part was drawing closer. The relative frequency of our lovemaking seemed to become farther and further apart as the final examination day drew closer. We would expend far to a greater extent time just talking or holding each former, instead of the usual frenetic sexual lust that had consumed us previously. right field up to his 22nd birthday, which he had spent with me, [ It had become a tradition. He had also spent his 20th and 21st birthday with me ] our every meeting had been based on the lust and desire we had felt for each early's bodies. Now as the tail of his maturing body, changing appearing and his pending marriage fell over us, we understood that something wonderful was ending.

Sometimes a boy passing on the road will trigger a memory of those times and Acts of the Apostles. I sometimes see a youth boy and have to arrest myself from calling out Ajay's name. Have to cue myself that Ajay is a affair of the past and something that ended a long time ago. Eventually we parted, without regret, without any bad feelings. We still meet sometimes. But never refer to our past, the games we played or the desires that sustained our family relationship for around the four years we had known each other intimately. Ajay's wife has produced only daughters. I often wonder, if he had had a son, would he receive allowed his son to travel to me.

Finis .