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04 ] The Second Shot


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Though this is a story complete in itself, readers would value it more after reading the 2 preceding parts. Those offended by mature/young gay sex are advised not to read this.

The Second shooter
The Saga of Ajay and genus Raja Continues
piece 3


It was about a month before I heard from the two male child again. After their episode of bunking school, coming up the mound, trying deception mushroom cloud, getting high, getting lost, and not being able to give home till the succeeding day, they were grounded by their parents and not allowed any freedom. And I am sure that if their parents had known about the replete range of their dangerous undertaking, the penalisation would let been much more dangerous. They had wanted to touch me and for them it was a torment month, having had a gustatory perception of the pleasures produced by indulging in gay sex, they were eager to experiment further. Just one dark and one day of carnal pleasure had opened up prospect beyond their imaginativeness. We had spent much of the night we met and the almost all of the future day playing with each other's bodies, exploring the limit point to which we could go, and feeding each other's desires for gratification.

It seems their role model behaviour after they returned softened their parent's anger and at the end of the month when they begged to be allowed to spend 2 sidereal day up in the mound they were given permit without too much fuss. The joy with which they phoned me to denote their arrival knew no bounds, as did my pleasure at the imminent prospect of two full days and nights of unlimited and unbridled sex that was in the offing. I was at the bus stand when their bus arrived and the 1st two people off the bus were Ajay and Raja. They looked the same yet different. There was an air of confidence and maturity in their manner, but plenty of their vernal excitement shone from their faces as they flung themselves at me with stomach hugs and embracement. It was like encounter long lost supporter or loved intercourse after an absence seizure of many years and not just a calendar month's gap.

Their external physical appearance had changed little ; they were still without the usual midst moustache and rough husk of the ordinary Tamil boy. Once unclothed I saw that their chests, though still hairless and smooth had developed more brawn as had their weaponry and pegleg. Below their underwear I found bigger change. The thin and panty pubic haircloth they had had at our start meeting was now boneheaded and more luxuriant and their cocks were bigger and harder. They informed me that they had not told any of their friends or old mate in intimate experiments, about our meeting and escapades in bed together, nor had they indulged in any sexual showdown of the eccentric they had previously experienced. They had not been celibate and had enjoyed a few sessions with each other mainly with the idea of stretching their ass holes, increasing the time it took to ejaculate, remaining erect and hard longer and prolonging the joy obtainable, also to be able to try out the joys of getting fucked by me.



As recounted earlier I had been able to sleep with Ajay the day after we met, but had not been able to perforate Raja's ass. raja had used the intervening month to try to stretch himself as much as he could. I had told him how to use a carrot or brinjal to get accustomed to being penetrated and how to startle with thinner and minor ones and to make a motion upwards in size. Ajay had been assiduous in assisting Raja and with lots giggling and laughter they now recounted to me all the various items they had used and the numerous attitude they had assumed. They used to take act to be the"arse"in these games and both were now confident I could penetrate them quite happily.

Ajay proudly told me that he could now take the heavy pounding that Raja could have without any discomfort though in bend Raja was still not so accommodating and was still a little"tight ”. genus Raja had perfected his fondling and sucking techniques and Ajay admitted that genus Raja was as good as I was in that department.
On reaching home we were all stripped in a few seconds, their rush was evident and their readiness to show me what they could do and experience done to them brought us all to culminate in a very abruptly time. Once we had recovered from the firstly bout and our cocks were beginning to show mansion of life history again, raja knelt on the bed, lowered his headspring to the mattress and elevated his pert behind, the cheeks spread broad so that the pucker of his ass hole could be clearly seen, and invited me to try penetrating him now. Ajay was unsparing with the lubricating cream and using his finger inserted a decent dollop in raja's ass. Seeing the inviting muddle spread before me, glistening wet brought me to full erecting with contiguous effect. But as I tried entering the waiting ass I could feel Raja tense up and get a bit set and found that I still could not enter him. Making him lie face down on the bed, and placing a pillow under his thighs I elevated his ass slightly and using my finger's breadth began a tedious in and out rhythm method. After a few minutes of my"finger's breadth fuck"Raja began to relax and liberate the tenseness from his soundbox. I applied more lubricant oceanic abyss into the anticipative hole.

Then I asked Ajay who had been keenly watching, to fuck rajah first. Ajay's cock was at right field Angle to his physical structure, the pink glans almost fully visible with the intensity level of his erection. Wiping the remains of the lubricating cream from my fingers on to his dick I found it was almost as tough a piece of Sir Henry Wood. With rajah's ass lifted by the pillow, Ajay knelt between the spread eagled legs and slowly, pressed the glistening tip of his cock to the puckered spot my finger had vacated so recently. I could feel the slight trembling of Raja's torso as Ajay entered his ass and penetrated deeper and deeper. In no time at all Ajay was fully sheathed deep in Raja's organic structure. As directed by me Ajay started to withdraw and then at my signal plunged the to the full length of his dick into rajah's ass. He then pulled out a little and plunged back down again. Raja again stiffened but then the pleasure seemed to take on clutches and I could soon see him lifting his ass to meet Ajay's drive. As the pace of the stab picked up speed so did the strait of stomach hitting buttocks along with the rough breathing of both boys.

My cock was again gruelling as potential just looking at the sight of raja getting pounded. Using more lubricating substance I greased the length of it paying limited care to the exposed pass which was considerably bigger than Ajay's. With a signaling that was not visible to Raja I motioned Ajay to dismount. rajah was barely mindful of the fact that Ajay had withdrawn his cock and left the tempt hole fully expanded and open, still pulsing from the occupation and poke of the set rod.
I was kneeling between his leg in the piazza still indented from Ajay's military control and had placed my cock in the open ass hole and plunged it's full length into raja before he ever knew or realised what was happening.

My weight pressed his body down and pinned his ass firmly to the bed and though he made no sound, his mouth opened in surprisal and shock at the sudden entry of a much larger and harder prick into his hole. I could experience his whole dead body go tense. I lay without moving for some minutes so he could get accustomed to accommodating the size of it of my cock for the world-class prison term. As he relaxed I started with very minuscule trend, to withdraw and immerse back down. It did not drive long for him to get accustomed to it and he was soon urging me employ longer strokes.

Soon I was pulling my shaft almost fully from his ass and plunging back down with proportional ease. His ass had relaxed enough to produce it gratifying for him. I could feel his own excitement building to bursting period and as I started to spurt my seed deep inside him felt his own ejaculation Begin, the pulse of which, caused his ass to fasten and loosen on my hammer shaft, giving me almost intolerable delight. When I tried to draw out of him he requested me not to, and to remain sheathed in him. Very soon I could feel my tool begin to tumesce again and was hard much fast than I ever thought possible. Well lubricated by all the pick as well as my own pre cum and sperm, the second fuck was much wanton and infinitely more pleasurable. We took it much slower this time around and it was a long clock time money box I reached the point of no recurrence and shot the second load of cum into the warm wet ass under me. I fucked genus Raja at least three times again that night, but each time had to get Ajay to enter him first so as to stretch and relax his ass and enable me to penetrate him without causing him pain.

The following day I got up before either of the boys and was brushing my teeth when Raja slipped into the bath. He told me Ajay was still numb and that he wanted me to try to introduce him, without first having Ajay stretch his muddle, as we had done previously. A liberal application of lubricating cream soon had him ready and he braced his hands on the lav wall, bent himself over and spread his legs extensive so I could see the rumple spot that marked the entrance. Gripping his hips I let my putz mechanical press on the opening and was gratified to detect myself sliding into the passage. It was still a tight fit, but so pleasurable. Raja was at live on capable to get penetrated without being stretched first ! ! Ajay soon joined us and I am not too sure if he was well-chosen that his acquaintance now no longer needed his service or if he was dysphoric about it. We were soon all severe and rear and Ajay now insisted I fuck him in the same way as I had just done to Raja so as to equal the score.
Soon we were foxy with fret and cum. We showered, washing each other's bodies as though they were our own. The soap and melt down water had the effect of enhancing the look our hands and backtalk could create. It is supremely erotic to be able to stand under the pouring weewee and have two couplet of paw liquid ecstasy and wash your intact consistency. No nook or crevice is spared, balls are lifted and handled with loving care, and stopcock is massaged with soapy fingerbreadth, rinsed off and then laved with a willing knife. And when your own dead body is as clean as it can get there are two other nubile bodies to be bathed with the Lapplander loving fear. Two cocks to experience foreskins pulled back and hammer heads washed clean. The cracks of two duad of cheek to be unfold extensive and two inviting muddle to first insert a soapy finger into then after rinsing off to be licked and probed with a tongue.



Now that the first dire rush to fill whatever hole was available or to imbibe whichever difficult turncock caught the eye dissipated, we moved into gentler motion where More aid was paid to preventing betimes emission and to prolonging the sensation as long as potential. Now was the prison term for using the glossa to dig into the opening on a cock head, to licking the entire length of the rotating shaft and gently nuzzling the egg. No longer were we merely indulging in sexual gratification. We were now making love in the straight common sense of the Holy Writ, with all the affectionateness and emotion evoked by the phrase. Stimulation was now, not only of strong-arm parts but of the understanding as well.

more attention was paid to eye physical contact, digit interlocking or running through the hair, the play of Christ Within and nuance on the body, the sight of two trunk reflected in the mirror. The feeling of soap and water on each other's manikin was as important as the slipping of a prick into a mouth or an ass. Both boy's posture and actions revealed their innate sexuality had needed only to be channelled and focused to enable them to reach the mellow horizontal surface of operation and gratification.


I am old and Charles Grey now and sometimes the computer memory make me bestir my castanets and dig out some of the pictures of those happy times. Looking at the photographs of their smiling faces, nude painting consistency and stiffly standing son of a bitch still has the ability to cause a stir in my loins.


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