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Ajay's Tale.


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


I woke up from a late sleep to finger a weight on my breast, something was brushing my brim and oral fissure and a hand was grasping my semi erect cock. None of these were strange or unfamiliar adept. This was Ajay's preferred way of waking me up in the morning. You have already heard the tale 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 account of the two years that I continued to revel Ajay's caller and his consistency.
After rajah had shifted to Chennai, Ajay would often come up the Hill after schoolhouse on a Fri evening and stay till William Ashley Sunday afternoon. His preferred way of waking me up on Sabbatum and Sunday mornings, was to sit on my thorax and holding his already hard cock in one bridge player, rub it on my brim and face. While doing that he would reach behind to grasp my hammer with his other helping hand and using a pulsating grip, bring me to erection. Once I was wide aroused and tough he would prove off my chest, squat over my cock and lower himself firmly on to my shaft till it was fully sheathed in his ass. With a rising and dropping gesture he would then proceed to"ride"my tool till we both reached climax.
Once awake I would grip his wildly flapping cock in one hand and clod in my early manus and start masturbating him. His body's rhythms on my scape would alert me to go faster or slower, the hand holding his balls would tell me how close to climaxing he was. We would contemporise our movements to make out to an explosive and simultaneous ejaculation. My cock pumping my semen deep in his ass and he, spraying my face and chest, with his young boy's cum. Of course of instruction every morning was not the same. There were mornings of extreme tenderness when soft kiss to lips and look would do, There were mornings when I would arouse earlier than him [ most of the time ] and finding him sleeping spoonful way in my arms, very slowly and gently enter his ass and simply lie there, with a few forward and backward movements to keep my dick hard, and let the pleasure of the superstar wake him up.

We would then go to the bathroom and have a bath together. Soaping each former's consistence, removing all the dried crusts of the premature Nox's emissions. Hands tricky with soap suds, delving oceanic abyss in the pass of the ass, or running from articulatio talocruralis to groin, brushing cock and globe in passing. Palms, finger's breadth spread extensive, roughly applying the soap to the rear, would change action, to soft caresses when reaching the stern. 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 body, or knelt before me to soap my ramification would often enough be sufficient to bring about another hard-on. This would cause us to reverse on the rain shower and wash off the max and carry on to"deflate"the erect cock. 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 in my ass sometimes to enhance some role of our gaming or other, he refused to screw me. I had never asked him to do it during the period we were in a trinity with Raja, but during the two old age that Ajay and I were devotee I sometimes felt the desire to flirt arse to that lithe slim eubstance and the straight cock with the cheeky pink head peeping from the foreskin. He always politely refused my requests. 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 allow for me to fuck him in any way I wanted. He would suck my shaft and salute all my cum. He would even earmark me to suck him dry and swallow his creamy boy's ejaculate but he would never use his shaft to embark my ass. Of all the thing I have done in my life-time and of all the gratification I have had, this is the one thing I always will repent 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 putz, but at that point far too athirst to pay attention to promote demands for sex. After Raja had departed from the threesome, the quality of our plot together and the sexuality we indulged in took on a more romantic and consecrate air. Never once in the two class we spent having sex with each other, did either of us consider inviting any other boy to join in our games or to read Raja's place.

There were many of Ajay's friend who had become funny of our relationship and the nature and cause behind his frequent visits to my home and when I had workplace in the plains, the casual night/nights we spent in a hotel in the nearby urban center. Some were the boys with whom Raja and Ajay had begun to search their sexuality. Others were male child who suspected the intimate joining between us and who would give birth liked to link in. Yet others were boys who I think, fancied Ajay and who were desperate to try to seduce him. Apparently some of the son did access 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 comprehension in our game.
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 literal reason for his visit to me. While we played many plot and spent much of the days and Night having majuscule sex, I also took the trouble to learn him English and some other subject. As his academic functioning in school improved so dramatically after his affiliation with me his parents never suspected anything about our true human relationship, and were always happy to let their son visit me.



I once asked Ajay if he fancied any other boy or boys dear his own age and his reply brought me to the sceptre of tears. He calmly stated that, though he had started his sexual journey with Raja and some early boys, after meeting me for the irregular time, he had lost interest group 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 meter we had been a troika, 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 skin, he was by far the more attractive of the two and his torso had more natural good will and beauty. Also his nature was far nice 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 turn to stimulate teary eyes.
Ajay's slim body, handsome prick and easily penetrated ass were not just plaything for me during the time we shared together. He had a agile and enquiring mind and learned easily all that I could learn him, not only in bed but about life in general. I taught him to read and spell side almost as well as I could, coached him in maths, and other shoal subjects and made for sure his Education Department covered all the aspects of necessary to help him go on in school as well as after that. Our relationship was based on intimate gratification in the commencement but soon moved to a dissimilar position. Our encounter would usually, even if there had been only a gap of just two or three days between them, consist of frantic efforts to hit the others body, removing clothes as fast as possible and indulging in bit that brought about ready culmination and ejaculation. Mouths applied to already gruelling cocks in a 69 or as soon as he was stripped of his dress I would make him lie on his back with his legs at ear level so his ass was exposed completely and run my tongue from the radix of his orchis to this ass hollow a few times taking him almost to the point of spilling his seed, then would quickly move into his ass and fuck him as deeply as possible. near of the time we would ejaculate simultaneously me mystifying in his ass and he spraying his own chest of drawers and sometimes even me with his cum. Then would begin the more heedful form of our love making where we sought to pleasure the other rather than indulging in instant gratification. We were supremely content with each other, and during the two years we spent playing biz 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 raja. He was 20 eld and four months old when rajah left for Chennai and we knew that soon he would finish his schooling and would cause to start 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 geezerhood and four calendar month old when the ending finally came. A week or so after his 22nd birthday I saw that his face, once so smoothen and innocent, with only the wispy tracing of down, had begun to show ontogenesis, albeit delayed, of the typical thick Tamalian moustache. The scanty hairs which had decorated his Kuki were now beginning to turn into harsh straw that covered his impudence as well. His features, which had money box then retained a childish and innocent plaster cast, now began to coarsen and mature. Even his once luminous eye began to dull.


His slender and boyish cock, with its rosy pink point peeping out of the foreskin was now More of a man's rooster. His slim and hairless body had matured, developed muscles and trace of haircloth on pectus and belly. The once step-in pubic tomentum that was like satiny down, and with which I had loved to spiel, was now a thick forest of rough whorl from which his rooster and balls emerged. The funnies of pelt from his nut to his ass mess, once smooth out and hairless, a favourite path for my tongue, and the licking of which was a sure fire way to excite and inflame his Passion of Christ, was now covered in whisker, and no longer inviting.
His parents had fixed his union for the next auspicious day, about 5 months in the future tense. We knew that the time to persona was drawing closer. The frequency of our lovemaking seemed to become promote and advance apart as the final day drew closer. We would drop far more than time just talking or holding each other, instead of the usual frantic sexual lust that had consumed us previously. Right up to his 22nd birthday, which he had spent with me, [ It had become a tradition. He had also spent his 20th and 21st birthdays with me ] our every meeting had been based on the lust and desire we had felt for each early's organic structure. Now as the shadow of his maturing eubstance, changing appearance and his pending marriage fell over us, we understood that something wonderful was ending.

Sometimes a boy release on the route will trigger a memory of those times and acts. I sometimes see a unseasoned boy and have to stop myself from calling out Ajay's name. Have to remind myself that Ajay is a thing of the retiring and something that ended a prospicient time ago. Eventually we parted, without regret, without any bad feelings. We still adjoin sometimes. But never refer to our past, the biz we played or the desires that sustained our human relationship for around the four days we had known each former intimately. Ajay's married woman has produced only daughter. I often wonder, if he had had a son, would he have allowed his son to shoot the breeze me.

closing curtain .