Omura Kichiya was proud - even though he was the only male in his family. He had continued their name by having four sons: Kazuya, Jiro, Saburo and Yuki. They were all strong and sound, and each handsomer than the next. They would, he was sure, one day give him many grandchildren.
Kazuya, the first, made him particularly proud; he had just finished Middle School and was about to enter the most prestigious High School of the Prefecture (he had passed the difficult admission exam with full marks); he was, moreover, a good basketball player, had a slender but strong body, and was nimble fast, and indefatigable.
Girls looked at Kazuya with evident admiration, each trying to outdo another to be noticed by him. The boy, however, seemed completely absorbed by his studies and his sports. He was a serious boy, never surrendering to any difficulty. He was also admired by his schoolfellows and often pointed out as an example by his teachers.
Just after Kazuya's fifteenth birthday, his cousin Keisuke went to spend a month at the Kichiya home. Keisuke was eighteen years old, and was the regional champion for judo. He had been ill and now was convalescing with them. He was to sleep in Kazuya's room. Kazuya greatly admired his cousin Keisuke, and was happy to share his room with him. In the evening, when they went to bed, they talked about a thousand things.
At a certain point, Keisuke asked him: "Do you have a girlfriend?"
"No, I'm not greatly interested in girls. And you?"
"I'm not interested either," Keisuke answered.
"But who knows how many have their eyes on a boy like you!" Kazuya said.
"Yes, but they waste their time with me. You're also a handsome boy: I saw you in the bath, and you are well-shaped here, too," Keisuke said, slipping his hand under his cousin's futon cover and stroking him between his legs through his pyjamas. Kazuya on instinct shifted a little aside, but giggled. His cousin touched him again, fingered his penis, then slid onto his cousin's futon, leaning against him and making him feel his own erection.
"Keisuke, stop! Come on!" Kazuya said coyly, clearly embarrassed.
"Shhh! They can hear you," his cousin whispered in his ear then he slipped his hand inside Kazuya's pyjama trousers and grasped his member, half hard already from his manoeuvres. Kazuya was tense, and becoming more and more embarrassed, but though he quivered at Keisuke's efforts, he didn't escape them, either when his cousin lowered his trousers to his knees, or when he started slowly to jerk him off. Kazuya held his breath and heard his cousin's breath become heavier with excitation; he liked that unforeseen, intimate contact. Keisuke made him turn on one side, rummaged about a bit, and then lay against Kazuya's back. Then Kazuya felt Keisuke's strong member pushing between his buttocks, trying to slip inside him.
Although he hadn't yet had sexual intercourse, Kazuya was not in the dark about sexual matters: among friends, at times, he had talked much about it; he, therefore, immediately understood what his cousin's intentions were, and he felt an exciting, strange heat quivering in his body. He waited. His cousin again pushed against him, trying to penetrate in him, but wasn't able.
Kazuya didn't know why, but he clearly desired that penetration. After his cousin's unsuccessful attempt, Kazuya slipped his hand behind himself and grasped his cousin's erect member, aiming it at the right spot.
Keisuke resumed pushing.
It was a little painful.
"Take it easy, it's my first time." Kazuya whisperingly panted. He was now fully aroused by Keisuke's seduction.
"Really?" Keisuke asked, happily (he'd never deflowered somebody, and the idea that he was now doing so excited him very much). He withdrew for a moment, taking the time to moisten his cousin's virgin hole with his saliva, and then resumed his attempt to take him. But Kazuya was so tight, that Keisuke didn't succeed and, after several attempts, he withdrew. He had Kazuya lie on his back, he lay upon him and brushed his body over his cousin's body, both their hard members pressed against each other, tight between their bellies, until they both came, Kazuya first, then Keisuke.
While Kazuya was cleaning their bellies of their mingled sperm, Keisuke caressed his cousin's little ass and said, "You're really still a virgin?"
"Yes."
"I like you, Kazuya. I want to make you mine."
Kazuya didn't answer, still feeling that strong, straight rod trying to make its way into him. The cousin he admired so much desired him, and this fact gave him a sensation of confused pride. Yes, he would have liked to feel it all the way inside his back channel. They fell asleep in silence, each immersed in his own thoughts.
The day after passed quietly. In the morning, while the boys were at school, Keisuke went to the neighbouring town on the bus. In the afternoon the four brothers with their cousin, went to the river to fish for the shrimp that Kazuya's mother would prepare for dinner.
Then they went to bathe: first father Omura with Yuki, then Jiro and Saburo, and at last Kazuya with Keisuke. They all washed each other's body, becoming slightly aroused in the process. They rinsed and entered the square wooden tub. Keisuke caressed his cousin's body.
"I like you a lot; tonight I'll make you mine." he whispered.
"Yes." Kazuya said happily, as he caressed his cousin's hard rod and swollen balls beneath the water.
"I bought a special cream this morning at the drugstore, so I can enter you without so much trouble, tonight."
"Your cock - it's so big... will you hurt me?"
"No. Well, perhaps a little, but you'll like it."
"Did you ever take it?"
"The first time was when I was thirteen."
"Did you like it?"
"Sure. But now I prefer being a top."
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"I have three, they're all fellow judo students. But you are the handsomest."
That evening, they went to bed and waited until everyone was asleep. Then, silently, Keisuke went over to his cousin's futon. Kazuya lowered his trousers and turned on his side, ready. He felt his cousin spreading something slippery on his anus, lingering there with his finger inside for a long time, moving gently back and forth, to get him used to the sensation. Kazuya shuddered as he waited, asking himself what feeling his cousin's member, so big and hard, would soon give him. His cousin leaned against him and quickly thrust his rod into the boy's slippery hole. He then pushed energetically, pulling the boy against him. Kazuya felt a sharp pain and tried to escape, but Keisuke held him tight and continued to push inside him.
"No..." Kazuya groaned, but his cousin's strong hand closed over his mouth while half of Keisuke's rod entered him. Kazuya again tried to wriggle away, but his cousin held him with a skilled judo hold so that Kazuya's desperate attempts to free himself only had the result of facilitating the penetration instead.
Then the boy noticed a strange thing - he was hurting but, at the same time, he was also feeling a warmth and an intense pleasure, especially when Keisuke started to manoeuvre inside him with a fast back and forth rhythm, massaging Kazuya's rectal walls with his hardened rod. Kazuya stopped struggling and let himself relax to those weird but intensely pleasurable sensations. Kazuya liked it! He obviously liked it more and more. Still, the pain persisted, even though it was no longer sharp but rather dull. He liked the rod that had pierced him, and that was now slipping in and out of him in a vigorous, firm rhythm. He liked Keisuke's strong arms pinning him, too!
Meanwhile his cousin jerked him off by hand as he was fucking him. Keisuke was strong, tireless, and determined. Kazuya felt as if he had been subdued by his cousin's energetic penetration. Keisuke was dominating him completely, and his admiration for Keisuke increased with each vigorous stroke with which Keisuke fucked him. Then Kazuya came with a fierce spasm that increased his cousin's enjoyment. When Kazuya felt Keisuke unloading himself deep inside his hot channel, he desired it to last forever, and he felt almost a sense of emptiness when Keisuke, sated, withdrew from him, finally, and in silence, returned to his own futon. He heard his heavy breath calming little by little as Keisuke slipped into sleep. Kazuya hoped that the following night the rite would happen again and, though he still felt an aching in his back, he fell asleep happy.
Again, the day after, Keisuke behaved as if nothing had happened, and Kazuya liked that also - it gave him a sense of pleasure knowing that he was sharing such an intimate secret with his cousin. When they bathed together, they played with each other's bodies again in anticipation of what was to happen in their dark sleeping room. Kazuya was delighted his cousin's naked body - so much so, in fact, that he could not enjoy the darkness of his room during their sexual encounters. He would soon feel that member to be domineering him. He liked that solid, hard member; and he stroked it with awe and devotion. He would have preferred making love to his cousin in the light rather than in the dark, but, unhappily, that was not possible. Therefore, while they were bathing, he enjoyed it with his eyes.
"Do you like my cock?" Keisuke asked.
"I like everything about you - you are so handsome and strong."
"But do you like my cock?"
"I certainly do like it!"
"Why don't you kiss it, then?" Keisuke asked, standing up in the tub and pointing his hard, straight rod toward his cousin's lips. Kazuya took it in his hands and put his lips on it. He felt it, warm and quivering - it was a really pleasurable sensation. "Lick it." his cousin then whispered. Kazuya immediately did as he was told and felt his cousin's pleasure in it. And he, too, liked it. After a while Keisuke, caressing his head, murmured: "Take it in your mouth, go on, suck it." Kazuya readily complied and without the slightest hesitation, slipped it deeply into his mouth. Then Keisuke took his head in his hands and started to fuck him his mouth. Kazuya liked that, even if he thought that it would have been even more pleasurable to have it inside his eager back channel.
After a while Keisuke slipped away and immersed himself in the tub: "Did you like that, my little cousin?"
"Yes."
"Then, here in the bath you will suck it, and on the futon I will put it inside your little hole, right?" Keisuke said determinedly.
"Of course! As you want." Kazuya answered, quivering with pleasure and caressing Keisuke's still hard rod.
"Ah, it will be a splendid convalescence, this one." the young man sighed satisfied, fingering his cousin's little ass while they were rising from the tub. Kazuya smiled happily, taking these words as a compliment.
When they were on their futon that night, Keisuke switched off the light, and as rapidly as possible Kazuya pulled off his pyjama's trousers and turned on his side, awaiting his cousin. Keisuke wasn't long in coming to him and, finding Kazuya ready, caressed him and whispered: "Good, Kazu!" then spread the cream on his little hole and took him with a few well-driven strokes, then started to fuck him vigorously and jerked him off at the same time. Kazuya was quite happy to let him do so.
He still felt some pain, but it was less, and the pleasure, on the contrary, seemed more intense. Kazuya blissfully relaxed and noticed that, in relaxing, the pain attenuated and at the same pace the pleasure increased. His cousin's pushes were becoming stronger and Kazuya understood that he was near reaching his orgasm. This stirred his own enjoyment, and he had just enough time to cover his cock with the tissues he had prepared so as not to wet the sheets. Very soon he felt Keisuke flooding him with strong, passionate strokes.
Those moments in the bathroom and when they hit the bed, became an agreeable routine, one day after the other, and little by little Kazuya learned how to relax and to make his hole throb, so that he could give his cousin even more pleasure; he also learned how to suck without making him cum but giving him great pleasure; and he also learned how to control his own orgasm so that he could cum together with his cousin.
Keisuke was more and more taken by his young cousin: "You, Kazuya, seem to have been born especially for love making. It seems quite impossible that before me you hadn't done it. I would like to bring you with me, when I have to go back. I'll miss you a lot." he told him one afternoon as they were strolling along the river, alone with each other.
"I, too, will miss you, Keisuke. But you, at least, will have your three friends with whom you can make love. I'll have nobody any more, on the contrary; and you'll soon forget me."
"Forget you? I really don't think so. I like fucking you too much! You have a golden little ass. Feel here, I get a hard on just thinking of it!" he said clasping his cousin's hand to his fly.
Kazuya fingered it: "Let's go into those bushes." he excitedly proposed, while feeling through the cloth his cousin's firm consistency throbbing in his hand.
"Are you eager to have it, Kazu-chan?" his cousin asked caressing his compact ass with heated desire.
"Yes... I always thought I would have liked doing it in the light." Kazuya said hopefully.
"Why not? Anyway, even if we see somebody coming by, we can always pretend to be bathing, right? Come, my Kazu-chan, let's find a comfortable place."
The two boys, aroused, entered in the bushes, exploring until they found a place that suited them - it was completely hidden, with a small grassy stretch, close to the river's water on one side.
They undressed in quite a hurry and, as soon as they were naked, Kazuya knelt in front of his cousin and, putting his hands on the firm, muscled buttocks of the young man, started to lick the throbbing rod and the ball sac passionately. Then he took the beautiful pole between his lips and sucked it, moving his head back and forth and pressing his nose into the thick bush of black hair at his cousin's groin, pushing that rod deep into his throat and then going slowly back and working it with his tongue - then rushing again with more fast thrusts.
"You're becoming very good at sucking it, Kazu! You are a natural; you have a talent to bring pleasure to a man!" his cousin murmured deeply excited, caressing his hair. Then, when the quivers intensified, he withdrew from him, saying, "I don't want to cum this way: I want to put it all in your nice ass. I just don't have the cream, here..."
"Use your saliva, I'm used to your rod, now..." Kazuya said, lying on his side.
"No, not that way. Stand up and lean against that tree. I'll take you standing, today. Good, that way. Spread your legs a bit more and push back your nice tight ass. A little more... so, good." Keisuke guided him and his cousin, docile and available, complied.
When Kazuya was in the right position, Keisuke collected some spit on two fingers and spread it on the boy's hole, then carefully moistened his own rod, leaned on his cousin taking him by the waist and driving the swollen, purple-dark glans into the hot flesh bud, ready and open to him. He started to push. Kazuya held his sphincter tight closed for some seconds, until he felt that the pressure was strong enough, then suddenly relaxed. Keisuke sank completely inside him in one stroke, feeling no more resistance; and when he was inside to the hilt, Kazuya again strongly clenched his hole on his cousin's pounding rod.
"Wow, Kazu, that's great! You've also become very good at taking it! I love fucking you!" Keisuke panted and, gathered all his energies, started to pump inside him with even more of his usual vigour, while jerking off his boy cousin. Kazuya was enjoying that double action very much indeed!
"Do you feel my cock? Is it massaging you deeply enough?"
"'Course I feel it." Kazuya gurgled, happy and excited.
"And you like it, right, Kazu?" he asked, pounding his rod inside the tight channel.
"Oh, yes!" the boy answered pushing his little ass back against his cousin's groin.
"Unhappily we have only a few days of my stay left, but we will enjoy them, right Kazu?" the young man said resuming to hammer inside him with renewed vigour.
"Yeah!"
"It's a pity you cannot come with me. I would like to have you on my futon every night. Yes, every night!"
"And I would suck you and ask you to fuck me with your beautiful spear, even two, three times each day, Keisuke." the boy answered, excited by the exchanges that they couldn't have at night at home.
They continued making love, merrily, carefree, excited, full of mutual passion. Their bodies were caressed by the gentle May sun, and by fresh, gentle swirls of air playing with their hair, their words accompanied by the river's murmur.
When they finally reached their orgasm, they could moan aloud with all the enjoyment they were feeling without being overheard.
Keisuke, his rod still straight and throbbing, parted from his boy cousin and gave him a friendly slap on his little ass: "It has been a really good fuck! You are the best of all the boys I've had."
"Really? The best of all?" Kazuya asked turning back, his eyes luminous, and looking at him happily.
"Yes, of course! Nobody has made me enjoy it so much as you do. Well, let's dive in the river, now, so we can wash away the sweat."
"But... we will also bathe at home, right?"
"Sure."
"And tonight, you'll do it again with me, right?"
"I rather think so."
"Good. Then let's go." Kazuya said running naked and joyfully toward the water, followed by his cousin Keisuke.
They swam and splashed each other with water, swam again and then, swam back to the bank. They lay down panting beside each other and drying in the sun.
But the day of Keisuke departure eventually came. While the young man was packing his luggage, Kazuya was beside him in silence, sad because of the imminent parting. Keisuke rummaged in his sack and took out a purple silk brocade talisman pouch.
He handed it to his cousin. "Take it and keep it as a souvenir of me. I bought it when I went to the Ise Shrine with my school. It's always given me good luck, and I hope it will do the same for you."
"Thank you. I, too, got a gift for you. Wait..." Kazuya said and went rummaging in one of his drawers. He returned holding a small parcel wrapped in nice hand made paper and gave it to Keisuke.
"Thank you, so I too will have a souvenir of you. Who knows when we will meet again...? Will you write me, Kazu?"
"Certainly, Keisuke. And will you send me your picture as you promised?"
"I promised it, didn't I?"
Kazuya accompanied his cousin to the station, together with his three brothers. He would have liked to be the only one, but he couldn't avoid having his three brothers going with them. In fact, Keisuke was genuinely liked by everybody and none of the three boys wanted to avoid seeing him to the station. The waited until the train disappeared around the bend of the track. Then they went home. Jiro, Saburo and Yuki chatted all the time about Keisuke. But Kazuya was silent, immersed in thoughts and memories of what he couldn't talk about with his brothers. His wonderful, secret, daily, passionate sex with his big cousin, a judo champion with such a wonderful body! The memory of how his cousin taught him to make love, of how Keisuke had made him a man. And he held tight to the talisman in his hand, thinking with a sad smile that he would have loved to have in his hand something much different - the delicious, beautiful member that had given him so much pleasure all those days. Kazuya had a strong, pleasurable erection.
Now, at school Kazuya looked at his fellows with different eyes. More than one appealed to him, and with more than one of them he would have liked to be able to do what he had been taught by his cousin. But his fellows spoke ironically about love between males; therefore, the boy didn't dare take a false step. They talked about that with irony because, he was sure, they didn't know how good it was, Kazuya thought, feeling more adult than they were, and pitying them.
But he missed companionship, and an intimate friend with whom to share physical pleasure. He wrote to Keisuke, keeping his promise, and he sent him a nice picture of himself shot beside the sea - one that showed him in just a narrow swimsuit. This was a picture that he had hidden among his most precious things and that, from time to time, he admired in secret. But in his letters he couldn't write all he wanted, afraid that someone else would read what he had written.
So the months passed, and Kazuya didn't have another chance to make love. The days spent in his cousin's arms became a memory, refreshed just by those solitary occasions when he masturbated recalling those splendid moments when it was Keisuke jerking him off while fucking him, or the moments when he could fill his mouth of his cousin's splendid, hard, throbbing spear.
He thought with a bit of envy that his cousin had three friends with whom to make love. People of the big cities were surely luckier than those living in a small provincial town. Keisuke had told him that there was even a pub where men who preferred men could meet! And that there, if you liked someone, you could just tell him, and also that if the other liked you, there was even a hotel where you could go just to make love! Yes, town had to be a real paradise.
Kazuya felt that he was the only one in his village - or in his high school - to desire another male; he, therefore, carefully hid his desires, and didn't even suspect that in the same way, there might be others among his school fellows, among the village boys, or even among his basketball team, hiding, like him, that same desire.
When Kazuya was seventeen, his high school basketball team qualified for the finals of the regional championship of all the high schools. Normally, during matches away from home, they went by bus to the opposing team's high school, leaving the morning of the game and returning the evening of the same day. But when they had to play a team farther away, they normally slept in the dormitory of their opponent's high school.
For the match of the regional championship was to be played against a rich high school, in that dormitory each boy had a room to himself. After the match, which they won, his team celebrated by going to eat in an elegant little restaurant downtown, then they went back to the dormitory. The day after they'd scheduled a short tour of the sights before returning home.
Kazuya had just undressed and was going to sleep, when heard a light knocking at his door. Thinking it was one of his team mates, he went to open the door just wearing his pyjama shorts. He saw before him, however, one of the boys of his opponent's team.
"I wanted to congratulate you upon your success." the boy said as he showed him a six-pack of non-alcoholic beer, and added with a wide grin: "Can I come in?"
"Of course. You're Maeda, right?"
"Yes, but call me Eiji. You are Kazuya, right?" the boy said as he entered and shut the door behind him. He then added, "Our coach told us to come and to congratulate you. Sporting fair-play, he said. So I asked to come congratulate you, because you play really well, and you seem to be the most likeable of all your team's members."
"Thank you." Kazuya said, flattered. He sat on the bed near the other boy who had pulled off his shoes and was sitting on it already with his legs crossed. Eiji opened a beer and handed it to Kazuya, then he opened another for himself.
"Kampai!" the boy said.
"Kampai!" Kazuya answered touching his can to the other's, and they drank.
"You're really a strong basketball player," Eiji said to him, " fast, accurate, and nimble. You also have a good body." Eiji said, brushing his fingers across the pectorals of his host. Kazuya quivered at that slight caress and had a sudden, surging erection. Eiji didn't pull his hand away, but said: "Do you do lot of gym work?"
"No, just training for basketball."
"But you have nice pecks, sound, strong, and well-shaped. Also, your abdominal are perfect." he said lowering his hand to brush Kazuya's stomach muscles. Kazuya shuddered with pleasure. "Are you bothered, if I touch you there?" Eiji than asked, continuing.
"No, not at all," Kazuya answered sotto voce.
"And... if I touch you... so?" Eiji asked, lowering his hand to the soft bulge between Kazuya's legs and giving him a cunning smile. He felt Kazuya's erection and fingered it with his whole hand: "It doesn't seem that I'm bothering you, right?"
"Nnn... no..." Kazuya said, blushing.
Then Eiji slipped his hand into the fly opening and grasped the bare, hard member of his companion, starting to masturbate him gently.
Kazuya tensed: "What are you doing?" he murmured, without escaping Eiji's caress.
"If you pull off your trousers... I'll give you a special prize for your winning." the boy said with a devilish little smile.
"Prize? What prize?" Kazuya asked, even though he understood what the other meant.
"The prize is me. First I'll suck this very hard." he said as he pushed down Kazuya's pyjama shorts below his hips, then he rapidly pulled off his own tracksuit lying on the bed beside Kazuya naked, and said: "And then..."
"And then?" Kazuya said, freeing himself from his shorts.
"And then, wouldn't you like to score a basket once more?"
"You mean..." Kazuya said putting away his shorts. Now completely naked as well.
"Wouldn't you like to fuck my ass?"
"Ye... yes, naturally... but... are your mates... doing this... with my mates, too?" Kazuya asked amazedly.
"Oh, I don't think so. Probably just you and me." Eiji said laughingly.
"And why you... why with me?"
"Because I liked you. I saw you in the showers, and noticed the way you were looking at the others, so I guessed that you, too..."
"How was I looking at the others?" Kazuya asked as Eiji caressed his body.
"Exactly like I do - with desire." Eiji answered and lowered his head to lick and suck at Kazuya's now throbbing rod.
It was the first time that somebody did to him what he usually did to his cousin. And Kazuya liked it very much. He asked himself how would it be to fuck an ass instead of getting fucked. Well, in a short while he would know...
Eiji was a last year student, but he had a body somewhat smaller than Kazuya's. Anyway he really was handsome and sensual. After sucking him for a while, Eiji turned and went on all fours, offering himself to Kazuya: "Take me, now. Go on, collect your prize, champion. Put your beautiful cock all inside me, and fuck me as hard as you can!"
Kazuya became even more excited. Kneeling behind his handsome compliant opponent, he prepared himself to penetrate him. Eiji guided him until his rod began its way inside him. Kazuya felt himself sinking, quite being sucked in, and he began to feel a strong, wonderful sensation in his cock, like an agreeable heat wrapping him, igniting him, making him tremble at the intensity of the sensation.
Then he started to thrust himself into the boy with all his vigour. At times he slipped out and had to push it inside again, so great was the ardour with which he took that soft but firm little ass which so unexpectedly was at his complete disposal.
Eiji was moaning low, clearly pleased, while he was jerking off himself energetically: "Ooooh, sooo... I knew it... you're a real champion... Oooh... you really know how to fuck! That's great.... it feels so-ooo gooood..."
Kazuya was greatly enjoying the ride the other boy offered him, and was mounting him with increasing energy. A prize like this, he confusedly thought to himself as he continued to hammer at Eiji's hot channel, was worth lot more than just a cup to put on a shelf! It had to be that way: that the winners should choose a boy from the defeated team to enjoy him in that delightful way... Also, in this way, being defeated would become a pleasure almost as good as winning...
Kazuya came quite suddenly, in long jets, well driven into Eiji's taut hole, shuddering and throbbing with its own pleasure. And soon after also Eiji came, and his contractions added even more pleasure to what Kazuya was feeling while, shuddering, was trying to reassume his own self- control.
"Oh, Kazuya, what a dream-like fuck!" Eiji panted while his companion very slowly slipped away from his still throbbing hole.
"Yes, it's been really great." Kazuya sighed with great satisfaction.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Eiji asked him.
"No, I haven't. Do you?"
"Yes, I have."
"Is he a school-mate?"
"No, around here everybody seems to be a womanizer! At least in the words they speak openly, of course. No; my boyfriend is a thirty year-old, very handsome man. He's the owner of a little tofu shop."
"And how did you met him?"
"Last year. I was doing some part time work for him. Once, after the closing time, while I was changing my clothes, he came behind me, took me in his arms and touched my dick, pushing his hard tool, still inside his breeches, against my ass. I was embarrassed, but let him have his way, and at once I got an incredible hard on. So he took me, and had me bend over at ninety degrees with my chest on the tabletop, and he fucked me. He was really skilled, so he made me love it, and I became - and still am - his steady lover..."
Kazuya asked himself why he never had such fortunate opportunities, and why he seemed always destined to part from those with whom he liked to have sex.
They chatted a little more, still sitting naked on the bed, then Eiji put on his clothes and bade him goodnight. Kazuya lay down to sleep, satisfied. Yes, it had been a great victory. And a really great personal prize as well!!