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Ajay's Tale.


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


I woke up from a abstruse eternal sleep to feel a weight on my chest, something was brushing my lip and sass and a hand was grasping my semi erect peter. None of these were strange or unfamiliar sentience. This was Ajay's favourite way of waking me up in the morning. You have already heard the taradiddle of how I met Ajay and Raja. Of how we had a lot of fun together. Of how those prison term came to an end. This is now the story of the two years that I continued to enjoy Ajay's company and his body.
After Raja had shifted to Chennai, Ajay would often get along up the pitcher's mound after school on a Fri eve and stay till Sunday afternoon. His favourite way of waking me up on Saturday and Sunday mornings, was to sit on my dresser and holding his already hard cock in one hand, rub it on my sass and boldness. While doing that he would reach behind to savvy my cock with his other hand and using a pulsating suitcase, land me to erection. Once I was entire worked up and hard he would lift off my chest, diddlysquat over my cock and broken himself firmly on to my shaft till it was fully sheathed in his ass. With a rising and dropping question he would then proceed to"ride"my rooster public treasury we both reached climax.
Once awake I would grip his wildly flapping cock in one hand and balls in my former hand and start out masturbating him. His body's speech rhythm on my shaft would alert me to go faster or slower, the hand holding his testicle would secernate me how closelipped to climaxing he was. We would synchronise our front to come to an volatile and simultaneous ejaculation. My cock pumping my seed trench in his ass and he, spraying my brass and bureau, with his young boy's cum. Of course every morning was not the Saami. There were first light of extreme philia when lenient kisses to lips and human face would suffice, There were forenoon when I would awake earlier than him [ nearly of the fourth dimension ] and finding him sleeping spoon fashion in my arms, very slowly and gently recruit his ass and simply lie there, with a few forward and backward movements to keep my stopcock hard, and let the pleasure of the sensations wake him up.

We would then go to the bath and have a bathing tub together. Soaping each early's physical structure, removing all the dried impudence of the previous dark's emissions. Hands slippery with soap suds, delving oceanic abyss in the crack of the ass, or running from ankle to groin, brushing cock and Lucille Ball in passing. Palms, fingers spread astray, roughly applying the soap to the back, would shift action, to voiced caresses when reaching the buttocks. My digit, gently pulling back his foreskin, to lather the drumhead of his hammer. Or his breath, caressing my down in the mouth belly as he bent his body, or knelt before me to lather my branch would often enough be sufficient to bring about another hard-on. This would cause us to plough on the shower and rinse off the goop and keep to"deflate"the erect hammer. Most often by sucking, if it was Ajay's rooster that got hard or by another fucking if it was mine that had stood up.


Though Ajay would infix a finger in my ass sometimes to enhance some part of our caper or early, he refused to sleep with me. I had never asked him to do it during the menstruation we were in a threesome with Raja, but during the two long time that Ajay and I were fan I sometimes felt the desire to play bottom to that sylphlike slim organic structure and the flat cock with the cheeky pink head peeping from the foreskin. He always politely refused my petition. 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 get into any position I asked him and grant me to fuck him in any way I wanted. He would nurse my cock and drink all my cum. He would even admit me to suck him dry and swallow his creamy boy's ejaculate but he would never use his cock to move into my ass. Of all the things I have done in my life and of all the gratification I have had, this is the one matter I always will regret not experiencing.

We would often only emerge from the shower about 2 hours after we had entered it. Many the clip we came out of the bath with rampant hammer, but at that point far too hungry to pay care to further demands for sex. After genus Raja had departed from the threesome, the quality of our plot together and the sexuality we indulged in took on a more romantic and consecrated air. Never once in the two eld we spent having sex with each other, did either of us consider inviting any other boy to bring together in our games or to take raja's place.

There were many of Ajay's friends who had become suspicious of our relationship and the nature and cause behind his frequent visits to my house and when I had work in the plains, the occasional night/nights we spent in a hotel in the nearby metropolis. Some were the boys with whom rajah and Ajay had begun to research their sexuality. Others were son who suspected the sexual connection between us and who would make liked to unite in. Yet others were son who I think, fancied Ajay and who were dire 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 consume sex with them or for an introduction to me and for cellular inclusion in our plot.
Some threatened him with vulnerability if he did not do what they asked or wanted. Some said they would inform his parents as to the actual cause for his visit to me. While we played many games and fagged much of the days and nights having great sex, I also took the hassle to teach him English and some other subjects. As his faculty member execution in schoolhouse improved so dramatically after his association with me his parents never suspected anything about our lawful kinship, and were always happy to let their son visit me.



I once asked Ajay if he fancied any other boy or boys nearer his own age and his answer brought me to the verge of crying. He calmly stated that, though he had started his sexual journey with Raja and some other male child, after meeting me for the second prison term, he had lost interest in having sex with anyone else. He had continued"playing"with Raja only because he had thought I had preferred rajah to him. Over the time 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 innate grace and beauty. Also his nature was far dainty 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 have teary eyes.
Ajay's slim body, liberal cock and easily penetrated ass were not just playthings for me during the time we shared together. He had a agile 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 take and save English language almost as well as I could, coached him in maths, and other school subjects and made sure his education covered all the aspects of necessary to help him gain ground in school as well as after that. Our relationship was based on sexual gratification in the showtime but soon moved to a different perspective. Our get together would usually, even if there had been only a gap of just two or three mean solar day between them, consist of frantic efforts to attain the others body, removing clothes as fast as possible and indulging in deed that brought about quick culmination and interjection. sassing applied to already hard cocks in a 69 or as soon as he was stripped of his clothes I would make him lie on his back with his legs at ear horizontal surface so his ass was exposed completely and run my tongue from the base of his testis to this ass hole a few time taking him almost to the degree of spilling his ejaculate, then would quickly introduce his ass and fuck him as deeply as possible. Most of the time we would ejaculate simultaneously me thick in his ass and he spraying his own chest and sometimes even me with his cum. Then would begin the more thoughtful form of our sexual love fashioning where we sought to pleasure the other rather than indulging in instant gratification. We were supremely subject matter with each early, and during the two years we spent playing games and having fun, I never thought of any early boy.

Ajay was 19 class and one day old when I met him and first had sex with him and genus Raja. He was 20 geezerhood and four months old when genus Raja left for Chennai and we knew that soon he would fill out his schooling and would have to get going working also that his parents would be looking for a bride for him. We knew we had just a twelvemonth 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 week or so after his 22nd natal day I saw that his face, once so smooth and barren, with only the dim trace of down, had begun to designate developing, albeit delayed, of the typical thick Tamalian moustache. The scanty tomentum which had decorated his chin were now beginning to rick into coarse stubble that covered his nerve as well. His features, which had money box then retained a childish and innocuous cast, now began to coarsen and mature. Even his once lucent eyes began to dull.


His slender and boyish dick, with its rose-cheeked knock head peeping out of the foreskin was now more of a man's dick. His slim and hairless trunk had matured, developed muscles and trace of hair on chest and belly. The once scanty pubic hair's-breadth that was like silky down, and with which I had loved to meet, was now a thick woods of rough curlicue from which his cock and balls emerged. The strip of skin from his balls to his ass hollow, once unruffled and hairless, a front-runner path for my clapper, and the drubbing of which was a certain ardour way to stir and inflame his passion, was now covered in hair, and no longer inviting.
His parents had fixed his union for the next auspicious day, about 5 calendar month in the hereafter. We knew that the time to voice was drawing closer. The frequency of our lovemaking seemed to become further and boost apart as the final exam day drew closer. We would spend far More time just talking or holding each other, instead of the usual frenzied sexual lecherousness 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 natal day with me ] our every meeting had been based on the lust and desire we had felt for each early's bodies. Now as the tincture of his maturing torso, changing appearance and his pending spousal relationship fell over us, we understood that something wonderful was ending.

Sometimes a boy passing on the road will set off a retentiveness of those times and enactment. I sometimes see a young boy and have to finish myself from calling out Ajay's public figure. Have to remind myself that Ajay is a thing of the past and something that ended a foresighted time ago. Eventually we parted, without regret, without any bad feelings. We still assemble sometimes. But never refer to our past, the games we played or the desires that sustained our family relationship for around the four eld we had known each other intimately. Ajay's married woman has produced only daughters. I often wonder, if he had had a son, would he have allowed his son to visit me.

conclusion .