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The Saga of Ajay and Raja Concludes. piece 4.




They would often deprive me naked and both still full dressed, would kneel in front of me, with sassing open. I would let one take up me for a bit and then the side by side till I was punishing and prepare to be intimate. Then pulling down either of their pants to their ankles I would hit the chosen boy lie on his back and push button his pegleg to his shoulders leaving his ass, overturned, exposed and wide-eyed open. The other would still be sucking my cock and would lubricate it well with his saliva. I would then soak up my cock into the waiting ass and fuck the prone boy with retentive severe strokes. After Raja had been capable to accommodate the length and thickness of my cock and had enjoyed getting fucked by me a number of times, this was his almost favoured position and it allowed me to push the full duration of my cock, all the way to its bag into the waiting ass and palpate my ballock slap on the lower berth part of his back. He often said when I was fucking him like that he thought my prick would turn over to his throat from his ass.

Ajay on the early hand liked me to roll in the hay him as I had the showtime time. Lying spoon fashion on the bed and almost one-half asleep with slow and languid motility. No despairing rush to ejaculate. No desperate pound of upturned ass jam. Just long slow movements that could delight us to a unlike plane of feeling. Another of our favoured positions was the three way screw, with raja standing with his hands braced on the rampart, eubstance bent at the waist and ass thrust backwards, legs spread apart. Ajay would enter him and then bend his own dead body over Raja's back so his ass was now hurl backwards and presented to me. I would in crook enter Ajay's hollow and start fucking him. When we got the rhythm right Ajay would be pulling out of Raja as I was pressing into him, then pressing into Raja's ass as I was withdrawing from him. We would often ejaculate at the very like time, me deep into Ajay, Ajay into Raja and Raja splashing his cum all over the wall or base.

If by chance we put Raja in the centre and Ajay on the end I always found the musical rhythm waver, perhaps because Raja was tight and we could not maintain the correct speed to keep it going or because his cock had a slight bend and would often pull out from Ajay's ass. We enjoyed these kinds of games and many others for a soundly patch, may be fifteen months or so from the date of their second trip to the pitcher's mound. The step in period's exposure to sound form of drinking habits had changed their master copy way of taking liquor. They were now diluting their drinks to a proper stratum and able to sip them slowly rather than slugging them down. Our anniversary smash was very successful and Raja was by now capable to suit me without first base being made ready by Ajay's svelte thinner cock, though he was still"taut"and would remain so till the end of our relationship. Our association continued for a few More month after that but I became aware of a lessening of the inflammation and anticipation that a chance to visit me had for them. I got this belief from raja in particular. He became more reserved in his manner and it was observable that he was not getting as a good deal use as Ajay was from our encounters. Raja was still fond of sucking me dry and also still liked to get fucked. But he seemed to want something more than what we had to extend him.


When I eventually asked him outright he admitted that he was now more matter to in girls and in fact his union had been fixed by his parents for the following year. I took pains to reassure him that what he was experiencing was born and that he could sever the sexual side of our relationship when he wished, although I would like to stay fresh him as a friend and that he would be welcome to visit me as such, at any fourth dimension in his lifespan. Ajay on the other hand was as matter to and got as much enjoyment from our biz as he had on the start night itself. He was still the beginning one to get naked, the hold up to get dressed and had almost a letch's libido, able to get upright and into action mechanism very quickly after climaxing. He still liked getting pounded by me or by Raja, but claimed with my larger bastard I was capable to live up to his desire better. The three of us met and had sex at least thirty metre over those fifteen months. An average of two times a month.

They never wore any clothes when they were in my mansion. Almost as soon as entering the door we would be eagerly removing each other's apparel. Even if the gap between their old visit and the stream one was only a week we were always bore to see nude flesh, exposed cocks and backsides. Always eager to palpate, kiss and lick whatever was offered first. The initial desire would last till out low ejaculation and then I would either put on a pair of trouser or use a lungyi. The two boy however would refuse head blank to use even a stitch of vesture and would expend the total time with me stark naked. They would help me to cook and to clean the mansion but for them it was forever a game. A lot of fourth dimension would be spent teasing either me or one another. If I was in a lungyi, say doing some washing or preparation, I would never know when either one would suddenly come and mistake under the lungi and start to suck my cock. Once it rose to an erecting or got semi hard the boy would disappear just as suddenly as he had come, leaving me with a ridiculously tented lungi which was absolutely uproarious to who ever saw it. Or going into the bedroom to make up the bed or do some such work I would be greeted by the sight of an ass, unfold all-encompassing to point the puckered mouth and be asked why I had kept the obviously waiting cakehole vacant for so yearn. Nothing but a complete fuck would fulfill the waiting boy. Needless to say the theatre work always took far longer to complete when they were around.

Although we played many biz and were very free people with each other's eubstance neither ever once expressed a desire to fuck me. For them I was always the dominant one and the top. They would take on any purpose required of them either fucker or the one getting fucked, lollipop or the one to be sucked. Often I would ask then to 69 to each other while I fucked one's ass. One would lie on his binding, head raised. The former would be on all quaternity, doggy billet with cock wall hanging over the prone ones oral fissure and mouth ready to engulf the upstanding rooster pointed at the ceiling. At my signal they would get going to breastfeed each other while I fucked the boy in the doggie placement. This was often very hot and we achieved simultaneous ejaculation on many an occasion. As I pumped my cum deep in the ass I could experience the impulse of that boys interjection as he pumped his cum into the sassing below him and the other boy in crook pumped his load into the oral cavity above.


Our last encounter as a 3 was in the knit. I had gone down the Benny Hill for some workplace and we decided to meet at a hotel in the nearby urban center. They came as promised and somehow we recognised that this was the in conclusion time we would be together as partners in sexual games. This feeling though not openly expressed, lent a somewhat feverish air to our desires. Neither of the boy was interested in having a drink. Both only wanted to commence playing the common secret plan. There was an unusual amount of kissing and foreplay and throughout the night [ we never slept at all ] our lovemaking was tinged with a sentiency of sorrowfulness and finality. While having our ritual bath in the morn Raja asked me to sleep together him again and wanted me to do it standing under the rain shower, just as I had done on the very first time I had succeeded in entering his ass, without Ajay's intercession, during their 2d visit to the hills.

I did as he requested and had fucked him till he shot his incumbrance of cum across the bathroom floor. I was taken aback when he turned to me and weeping streaming down his face told me that his parents were shifting to Chennai the next week and that this was the live time he would be capable to meet me. Our parting as a threesome was sad and had emotions running on gamey in all of us. Their youthful exuberance and humour, their sometimes wicked harlequinade had enriched my life for the past times XV months and was now going to leave a rather breach hole in my being. But in biography, all matter have an end and we all realised that one chapter had come to a close.

Ajay continued his tie with me for a tenacious clock time and perhaps one day I will recount our adventure together. There was about two years of sentence left for that chapter of our lives to come to end. Ajay and I are still protagonist but without the sexual fission that was there in the past. He is happily married, and though we meet sometimes we rarely remind each other of our old passions or the lust we had for each other's bodies. Both of us had heard from Raja a few times after he had shifted to Chennai but we never met again. Photographs, curling at the edges from age, show smiling faces, erect prick and slim sleek soundbox. These pictures and retentivity are all that remain. reminder of the Passion and lust a probability meeting can generate.


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