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Ajay's Tale.


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


I woke up from a deep sleep to sense a weight on my bureau, something was brushing my backtalk and rima oris and a hand was grasping my semi erect dick. None of these were unknown or unfamiliar sensations. This was Ajay's favourite way of waking me up in the aurora. You have already heard the fib 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 level of the two old age that I continued to delight Ajay's troupe and his torso.
After Raja had shifted to Chennai, Ajay would often come up the Alfred Hawthorne after schoolhouse on a Friday eve and ride out till William Ashley Sunday afternoon. His favourite way of waking me up on Saturday and Dominicus morning time, was to sit on my chest and holding his already difficult hammer in one manus, rub it on my brim and font. While doing that he would reach behind to savvy my cock with his former hand and using a pulsating grip, wreak me to erection. Once I was entire steamy and hard he would rise off my chest, diddlysquat over my cock and depressed himself firmly on to my shaft till it was fully sheathed in his ass. With a rising and dropping motion he would then continue to"drive"my hammer public treasury we both reached climax.
Once awake I would grip his wildly flapping prick in one hand and balls in my early hand and startle masturbating him. His eubstance's speech rhythm on my shaft would alert me to go faster or slower, the hand holding his bollock would tell me how finish to climaxing he was. We would synchronise our movements to come to an explosive and simultaneous ejaculation. My cock pumping my seed deep in his ass and he, spraying my face and chest, with his vernal boy's cum. Of line every morning was not the same. There were mornings of extreme rawness when indulgent osculation to lips and face would suffice, There were forenoon when I would awake sooner than him [ near of the prison term ] and finding him sleeping spoon fashion in my arms, very slowly and gently insert his ass and simply lie there, with a few forward and backward movements to keep my cock hard, and let the pleasure of the sentiency wake him up.

We would then go to the lavatory and have a bath together. Soaping each other's consistency, removing all the dehydrated cheekiness of the old night's emissions. Hands slippery with scoop suds, delving deep in the crack of the ass, or running from ankle to groin, brushing cock and balls in passing. ribbon, finger's breadth spread encompassing, roughly applying the soap to the back, would modify action, to soft caresses when reaching the tail. My fingers, gently pulling back his foreskin, to soap the top dog of his tool. Or his breath, caressing my downcast belly as he bent his consistency, or knelt before me to soap my branch would often enough be sufficient to institute about another erection. This would cause us to turn on the shower and lap off the soap and go to"deflate"the upright cock. Most often by sucking, if it was Ajay's rooster that got hard or by another fuck if it was mine that had stood up.


Though Ajay would insert a finger's breadth in my ass sometimes to enhance some voice of our play or former, he refused to do it 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 play bottomland to that slender slim organic structure and the full-strength cock with the cheeky pink head teacher 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 clapper to wind up me. He would assume any position I asked him and give up me to fuck him in any way I wanted. He would suck my cock and tope all my cum. He would even allow for me to suck him dry and get down his creamy boy's semen but he would never use his cock to enter my ass. Of all the things I have done in my life history and of all the gratification I have had, this is the one thing I always will regret not experiencing.

We would often only emerge from the shower about 2 minute after we had entered it. Many the times we came out of the lav with rearing tool, but at that point far too hungry to pay care to further demands for sex. After Raja had departed from the threesome, the quality of our games together and the sexuality we indulged in took on a more romantic and devote 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 Raja's place.

There were many of Ajay's Friend who had become suspicious of our relationship and the nature and reasonableness behind his shop sojourn to my house and when I had employment in the plains, the occasional night/nights we spent in a hotel in the nearby city. Some were the male child with whom Raja and Ajay had begun to explore their sexuality. Others were boys who suspected the sexual connection between us and who would have liked to get together in. Yet others were boys who I think, fancied Ajay and who were desperate to try to score him. Apparently some of the boy 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 inclusion in our plot.
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 cause for his visit to me. While we played many secret plan and spent much of the Day and Night having expectant sex, I also took the trouble to instruct him English language and some other guinea pig. As his academic performance in school improved so dramatically after his tie 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 nearer his own age and his reply brought me to the verge of tears. He calmly stated that, though he had started his intimate journey with raja and some other boys, after meeting me for the second time, he had lost involvement 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 time we had been a threesome, 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 body had more natural Grace and lulu. Also his nature was far courteous 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 bit to have teary eyes.
Ajay's slim soundbox, handsome cock and easily penetrated ass were not just toy for me during the metre we shared together. He had a prompt and enquiring mind and learned easily all that I could learn him, not only in bed but about aliveness in oecumenical. I taught him to read and write English almost as well as I could, coached him in math, and other school subjects and made sure his education covered all the look of necessary to avail him advance in schooling as well as after that. Our family relationship was based on sexual satisfaction in the beginning but soon moved to a different position. Our meetings would usually, even if there had been only a gap of just two or three days between them, consist of frantic endeavour to gain the others body, removing clothes as fast as possible and indulging in acts that brought about quick culmination and ejaculation. backtalk applied to already hard rooster in a 69 or as soon as he was stripped of his clothes I would make him lie on his rachis with his wooden leg at ear point so his ass was exposed completely and run my spit from the pedestal of his balls to this ass hole a few prison term taking him almost to the stop of spilling his seed, then would quickly enter his ass and fuck him as deeply as potential. Most of the clip we would ejaculate simultaneously me deep in his ass and he spraying his own breast and sometimes even me with his cum. Then would set out the more thoughtful phase of our love fashioning where we sought to pleasure the early rather than indulging in flash satisfaction. We were supremely substance with each other, and during the two years we spent playing secret plan 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 class and four months old when genus Raja left for Chennai and we knew that soon he would fill in his schooling and would have to get working also that his parents would be looking for a bride for him. We knew we had just a yr or so to enjoy ourselves, which believe me we did. He was 22 long time and four months old when the ending finally came. A week or so after his 22nd birthday I saw that his typeface, once so smooth out and innocent, with only the faintest tracings of down, had begun to indicate development, albeit delayed, of the distinctive thick Tamalian moustache. The pantie hairs which had decorated his chin were now beginning to turn into rough-cut chaff that covered his cheeks as well. His features, which had till then retained a childish and innocent cast, now began to coarsen and get on. Even his once luminous middle began to dull.


His slender and boylike prick, with its rosy pink nous peeping out of the prepuce was now more of a man's cock. His slim and hairless body had matured, developed musculus and tracings of hair on chest and belly. The once panty pubic hairsbreadth that was like silky down, and with which I had loved to bet, was now a fatheaded wood of rough curls from which his cock and balls emerged. The slip of pelt from his balls to his ass hole, once politic and hairless, a best-loved path for my glossa, 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 marriage for the side by side auspicious day, about 5 months in the future. We knew that the time to office was drawing closer. The frequency of our lovemaking seemed to become further and farther apart as the final day drew closer. We would spend far to a greater extent clock time just talking or holding each other, instead of the common frenetic sexual lust that had consumed us previously. Right up to his 22nd birthday, which he had spent with me, [ It had become a custom. 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 other's torso. 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 off a memory of those fourth dimension and turn. I sometimes see a young boy and have to stop myself from calling out Ajay's figure. Have to remind myself that Ajay is a thing of the preceding and something that ended a long time ago. Eventually we parted, without regret, without any bad opinion. We still meet sometimes. But never refer to our past, the games we played or the desires that sustained our relationship for around the four class we had known each former intimately. Ajay's wife has produced only daughters. I often wonder, if he had had a son, would he have allowed his son to visit me.

Finis .