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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 sleep to finger a weighting on my chest, something was brushing my lips and mouth and a deal was grasping my semi erect pecker. None of these were strange or unfamiliar whizz. This was Ajay's favourite way of waking me up in the aurora. You have already heard the chronicle of how I met Ajay and genus Raja. Of how we had a lot of fun together. Of how those times came to an end. This is now the chronicle of the two age that I continued to bask Ajay's company and his consistency.
After Raja had shifted to Chennai, Ajay would often come up the hill after school on a Fri evening and delay till Sunday afternoon. His favourite way of waking me up on Sabbatum and Sun forenoon, was to sit on my chest and holding his already hard stopcock in one hand, rub it on my lips and typeface. While doing that he would get through behind to grok my hammer with his other script and using a pulsating grip, play me to erection. Once I was full excite and hard he would rise off my breast, squat over my prick and lower himself firmly on to my shaft cashbox it was fully sheathed in his ass. With a rising and dropping motion he would then proceed to"ride"my cock till we both reached climax.
Once awake I would grip his wildly flapping cock in one bridge player and bollock in my other hand and go masturbating him. His body's regular recurrence on my shaft would alert me to go faster or slower, the hand holding his bollock would tell me how secretive to climaxing he was. We would synchronise our movements to derive to an volatile and concurrent ejaculation. My cock pumping my source deep in his ass and he, spraying my face and chest, with his young boy's cum. Of course of action every dawn was not the same. There were aurora of extreme tenderness when indulgent candy kiss to lips and case would answer, There were mornings when I would wake earlier than him [ nigh of the time ] and finding him sleeping spoon fashion in my arms, very slowly and gently figure his ass and simply lie there, with a few forward and backward crusade to keep my prick hard, and let the pleasure of the sensations wake him up.

We would then go to the bathroom and have a bathing tub together. Soaping each other's eubstance, removing all the dried crusts of the previous Night's emissions. Hands slippery with Georgia home boy soapsuds, delving deep in the crack of the ass, or running from ankle joint to groin, brushing cock and clump in passing. Palms, fingers spread blanket, roughly applying the soap to the vertebral column, would change action, to gentle caresses when reaching the posterior. My fingers, gently pulling back his prepuce, to soap the head of his cock. Or his breath, caressing my lower belly as he bent his soundbox, or knelt before me to lather my legs would often enough be sufficient to bring about another hard-on. This would cause us to change state on the cascade and wash off the Georgia home boy and proceed to"deflate"the erect shaft. Most often by sucking, if it was Ajay's tool that got hard or by another fuck if it was mine that had stood up.


Though Ajay would insert a finger in my ass sometimes to raise some piece of our swordplay or other, he refused to get it on me. I had never asked him to do it during the period we were in a tercet with raja, but during the two old age that Ajay and I were fan I sometimes felt the desire to fiddle tail end to that lithesome slim body and the straight shaft with the cheeky pink head peeping from the prepuce. He always politely refuse my asking. He would do anything and everything else I asked of him. He would rim my ass and use his tongue to energize me. He would usurp any attitude I asked him and reserve me to fuck him in any way I wanted. He would suck my hammer and wassail all my cum. He would even permit me to nurse him dry and swallow his creamy boy's ejaculate but he would never use his cock to accede 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 regret not experiencing.

We would often only emerge from the shower bath about 2 hours after we had entered it. Many the times we came out of the bathroom with rampant hammer, but at that full stop far too athirst to pay attention to boost need for sex. After Raja had departed from the threesome, the timbre of our plot together and the sexuality we indulged in took on a more romantic and consecrated air. Never once in the two years we spent having sex with each other, did either of us consider inviting any other boy to join in our games or to take genus Raja's place.

There were many of Ajay's ally who had become leery of our kinship and the nature and reason behind his frequent sojourn to my house and when I had study in the plains, the periodic night/nights we spent in a hotel in the nearby city. Some were the boy with whom Raja and Ajay had begun to search their sexuality. Others were boy who suspected the intimate connectedness between us and who would give birth liked to join in. Yet others were boys who I think, fancied Ajay and who were heroic to try to seduce him. Apparently some of the boys did approach 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 introduction to me and for inclusion in our games.
Some threatened him with exposure if he did not do what they asked or wanted. Some said they would inform his parents as to the actual reason for his visits to me. While we played many plot and spent much of the days and dark having great sex, I also took the trouble to teach him English and some early field. As his academic execution in school day improved so dramatically after his association with me his parents never suspected anything about our true 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 scepter of split. He calmly stated that, though he had started his sexual journey with rajah and some other son, after meeting me for the indorsement time, he had lost interest 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 fourth dimension we had been a threesome, I had always shared my affections equally between the two son though it had been Ajay I had always preferred. Even though he had darker skin, he was by far the more attractive of the two and his body had more natural grace and beauty. Also his nature was far prissy than genus 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 turn to possess watery-eyed eyes.
Ajay's slight body, handsome cock and easily penetrated ass were not just plaything for me during the clip we shared together. He had a quick and enquiring mind and learned easily all that I could teach him, not only in bed but about life in general. I taught him to read and indite side almost as well as I could, coached him in math, and former school subject field and made surely his education covered all the scene of necessary to help him encourage in schooltime as well as after that. Our kinship was based on sexual gratification in the source but soon moved to a dissimilar perspective. Our confluence would usually, even if there had been only a gap of just two or three day between them, consist of frantic efforts to reach the others trunk, removing dress as fast as possible and indulging in routine that brought about spry closing and ejaculation. Mouths applied to already firmly stopcock in a 69 or as soon as he was stripped of his apparel I would make him lie on his back with his stage at ear level so his ass was exposed completely and run my tongue from the Qaeda of his balls to this ass yap a few time taking him almost to the point of spilling his seed, then would quickly enter his ass and fuck him as deeply as possible. about of the time we would ejaculate simultaneously me deep in his ass and he spraying his own dresser and sometimes even me with his cum. Then would begin the more paying attention phase of our love making where we sought to pleasure the early rather than indulging in instantaneous gratification. We were supremely substance with each early, and during the two days we spent playing games and having fun, I never thought of any former boy.

Ajay was 19 years and one day old when I met him and first had sex with him and raja. He was 20 years and four month old when rajah left for Chennai and we knew that soon he would complete his schooling and would own to commence working also that his parents would be looking for a bride for him. We knew we had just a class or so to relish 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 birthday I saw that his face, once so smooth and innocent, with only the light-headed tracing of down, had begun to evidence evolution, albeit delayed, of the typical thick Tamalian moustache. The scanty hairs which had decorated his chin were now beginning to turn 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 get on. Even his once luminous eyes began to dull.


His slender and boylike cock, with its rosy-cheeked ping head peeping out of the foreskin was now more of a man's dick. His slim and hairless body had matured, developed sinew and tracings of hair on chest and belly. The once scanty pubic hair that was like silky down, and with which I had loved to toy, was now a compact wood of gravelly curls from which his putz and balls emerged. The strip of skin from his Lucille Ball to his ass hole, once smooth and hairless, a favourite itinerary for my tongue, and the beating of which was a sure flack way to excite and inflame his rage, was now covered in whisker, and no longer inviting.
His parents had fixed his spousal relationship for the adjacent auspicious day, about 5 months in the future tense. We knew that the time to part was drawing closer. The frequence of our lovemaking seemed to become further and further apart as the final day drew closer. We would spend far more time just talking or holding each other, instead of the common frenetic intimate lust that had consumed us previously. Right up to his 22nd natal day, which he had spent with me, [ It had become a custom. He had also spent his 20th and 21st birthday with me ] our every merging had been based on the lust and desire we had felt for each other's body. Now as the shadow of his maturing body, changing appearance and his pending marriage fell over us, we understood that something wonderful was ending.

Sometimes a boy passing on the road will trigger a storage of those time and Acts of the Apostles. I sometimes see a young boy and have to stop myself from calling out Ajay's name. Have to remind myself that Ajay is a thing of the past times 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 game we played or the desires that sustained our human relationship for around the four years we had known each early 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.

Finis .