Date: Sun, 3 Jan 2021 16:19:25 +0100
From: peterholt0001@gmail.com
Subject: Japanese Delight  -father/son

Japanese Delight

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A story of a young Japanese student getting in trouble in London


Harry woke at 7am as usual. He had been busy in the last two weeks. He
had recently retired after cost cutting from the Met Police after having
reached the rank of inspector, a very respected rank. The last couple of
weeks had been a bit of a party time saying goodbye to many colleagues.
Harry was only 50, there were a lot of years left in him but unlike many
of his colleagues who joined some security service he was lucky enough to
have inherited a shit load of money from an uncle who was a property
agent. As part of the inheritance he had got the large penthouse flat in
Kensington which he now lived in..

He looked out of the windows and smiled.

"What shall I do with the rest of my life?" he thought.

Harry was actually very interested in history, in fact ancient history.
It fascinated him.  Harry had a little secret. For the last 30 years he
had hid his sexuality from all around him. He was gay but suppressed it
almostly completly. Only now and again did he pick up a young male escort
and express his true feelings. His flat was his gay secret. Here he had
pictures, magazines and porn videos. This was always the place in which
he expressed himself in secret. Maybe now having retired from the police
he could relax from the threat of blackmail from career criminals.

Harry kept himself in good shape. He put on his shorts and left the flat
for his run of a minimum 5Km and maybe 10. "Not bad at all for 50" he
thought.

Usually on his way back just under his flat he picked up some fresh bread
from the  bakery. Their coffee was crap so he just took the bread back
upstairs and made a good cup of coffee on his terrace and watched
Kensington go by!

Just as he was entering the bakery he looked back and noticed a boy on
the bench. It was a young boy with his head in his hands between his
knees and sobbing. Surrounding him was two large suitcases. It was likely
he was either on the way to or from the airport. His nature as a
policeman kicked in and he walked over to the boy.

"Are you alright?" said Harry.

The boy looked up. He was Japanese or at least half japanese. He looked a
little European which made him very attractive. He had tears running down
his face and his eyes were red. He looked young - about 16!

"I have had my rucksack stolen in the park whilst I was sleeping. They
took all my money, laptop, passport and mobile. I don't know what I am
going to do"

"Have you been to the police?" said Harry.

"Yes" replied the boy "but all they said was that I should go to the
Japanese embassy and get a new passport"

"What are you doing in London?" said Harry

"I am going to study history here," said the boy.

Harry's ears pricked up at the word history. He looked at the boy. He
was well dressed, small but strong. It looked like he worked out or ran
or something.

"What are you going to do now?" said Harry.

"I just don't know," said the boy and started sobbing once more.

"Are you hungry?" said Harry

The boy nodded.

"Then why don't you come and join me in this caffe and we can have a
bite to eat?".

The boy nodded again. Harry picked up the boy's suitcases and motioned
him towards the caffe. Harry followed close behind.

 "Jesus" thought Harry, "This boy has a fantastic arse"

They sat down at a table and ordered some breakfast. The boy had landed
at Heathrow at 4am and fell asleep in the park at 6pm. Now at 8am after
being at the police for 30 minutes he was hungry.

Harry introduced himself and learned the boy's name was something in
Japanese. The boy suggested he called him "Oliver"

Oliver told of his forthcoming history degree. London was a fantastic
place to learn history. So many museums and culture sites.

Harry's police brain clicked in. He said

"Why don't we go up to my flat. We can look for a number to the Japanese
embassy and maybe we can get your credit cards cancelled and order some
new."

Oliver nodded in the  Japanese way and they went up to the third floor of
Harry's flat.

Harry followed Oliver up the stairs and was so close to stroking the boy
on the bum. He was so cute! That bottom was just begging to get used!

They entered the hall and dumped the bag. Oliver walked in the large flat
and walked around noting the nude male pictures on the wall.

Harry got his laptop and sat Oliver down at the keyboard. They looked for
an emergency number to the embassy which only said ring again after 10am
monday morning. It was now only Saturday morning. They looked for a local
branch of the Fugi bank. There was none. Harry suggested he could ring
home to get help from his family.

The boy rang the number and for a couple of minutes heard the father
scream down the phone whilst the boy streamed with tears.

Harry had to butt in

"Please tell you father I promise to help you until you are back on your
feet"

After another few minutes the message came back

"My father thanks you very much. He promises to repay any expenses you
may have"

With that they said their goodbyes. His cards would be cancelled. They
could go to the embassy monday morning. He had no laptop and had lost all
his university papers. These could be replaced with a few phone calls on
Monday.

"What now?" said Harry

"I don't know" replied the boy. I have only a few pounds in my pocket
and I have no money for a hotel"

Harry smiled "No need to worry I have plenty of room here. You can stay
with me until everything is sorted out."

"But you don't even know me, Why would you help me?"

"Well I am a retired policeman, and you are a stranger in a difficult
town and you need help. I have the time to help you and to be frank I
would like the company"

Harry took a chance

"And you are cute"

"What does cute mean?" said Oliver. His English was good but not
perfect.

"It means you look very nice".

The boy blushed and said thankyou. "I do run and go to the gym, I try to
keep fit"

It was obvious the boy had a lovely well trained body.

With that Harry showed Oliver to the spare room to dump his suitcases and
to find out what he had and did not have.

After 10 minutes he came out.

He stood in front of Harry and in true Japanese style said "thankyou so
very much sir, I will try not to be any trouble or get in your way."

"No problem" said Harry "My pleasure. Now what shall we do with the
rest of the day?"

It was rhetorical. Harry went out to the kitchen to fix himself another
cup of coffee for them. He came back 5 minutes later. He was not wearing
shoes and he came back rather silently. The boy had picked one of Harry's
porn mags off the floor and was glued to the pages. He had not heard
Harry at all.

Suddenly he noticed Harry, He threw the mag back on the floor and stood
up rock straight.

"Please don't tell my father" he wailed. "If he found out it would
give great shame to my family."

Oliver broke down in uncontrollable tears. He was shaking and sobbing and
fell back down onto the sofa-chair with his hands and head between his
knees. The shock of being robbed of everything and now being outed like
this was just too much for his system to bear. He was stressed beyond his
limit.

"Oliver, Oliver look at me. I  promise I won't tell your father"

The boy looked up sobbing constantly and uncontrollably.

"Do you mean that ?" said Oliver.

"Of course, you don't have to worry"

Harry sat down next to him on the sofa and put his strong arm around
Oliver's shoulders and holding his hands. He was shaking uncontrollably
and sucking in the air with difficulty. Harry stroked his arms and head.

"Now, now" said Harry over and over again. "It will be ok"

After a few minutes the boy looked up

Harry said "Do you want to tell me about it?"

Oliver looked at Harry. There was silence.

"I think I am gay" said Oliver.

"ok" said Harry "thats nothing to get upset about, I am gay as well"

Harry realised this was the first time he had admitted to anybody that he
was gay.

"You don't understand sir" said Oliver "If my parents found out this
would bring great shame to my family. Many boys in Japan commit suidide
if they are discovered"

It was if the flood gates had opened. Harry saw the boy needed to talk

"The sexual age of consent in Japan is 13 but in reality it's a very
biased society. People who admit to being gay are very much looked down
upon. It would be difficult to get a job or go to school or even see my
parents. Many are sent to correction schools to be cured"

Harry held the boys hands tighter as if to support and comfort him.

"My father is very strict and if he ever found out then I could not see
them ever again"

Harry thought "What do you mean you think you are gay?. Have you ever
had gay sex?"

The boy collapsed in tears once more. This was obviously the core of the
problem.

"Well - I have had sex with a boy once. I was 14 and he was 17. He was
my cousin. Once when my parents were out we went running. When we came
back we got in the shower and he put his cock in my mouth and then he
fucked me.It was so nice"

"Is that a problem?" said Harry "You were both above the  age of
consent"

"A few days later he killed himself. I knew it was of shame and guilt
but my uncle said it was exam pressure. I think my father worked it out
since he watched me closely. I think this is the reason he let me study
in Europe since he knows that at some stage something is likely to happen
and it had better not be in Japan.

Harry squeezed Oliver's hand.

"So you are about 18 now?"

"Yes"

"Then you have not had sex for 4 years?"

"Yes" sniffled Oliver

Harry said "Many boys your age are unsure of their sexuality. They
experiment with both boys and girls - it is quite common. Are you sure
you are gay?"

Olver continued, "For the last couple of years I have been looking at
Japanese porn. I use the Tor bowser to conceal myself and my location.
Japan has a law that genitals may not be shown in porn scenes so its a
little boring but I always end up looking at gay sex. More than that I
love to see porn of younger boys with older men. "

"Well there is nothing wrong with that" said Harry. As you can see I
have magazines and over there lots of DVD's. I love watching young and
old playing together. As long as both are in agreement then there is
nothing wrong with it.

The boy looked up and smiled.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" said Oliver.

"No, I have to admit I am or have been rather in the closet for many
years. My job was in the police force and I could not afford to let it be
widely known. However now that I am retired I can explore myself. As you
can see I use porn to satisfy myself"

"So you don't have sex with anybody?" said Oliver

Harry was getting in deep private stuff here but now the floodgates were
open he might as well continue.

"Well now and again I go into town and find somebody to have sex with.
Actually I prefer younger boys"

"Like me?" said Oliver

"Just like you," said Harry.

"Do you want to have sex with me?" asked Oliver

Harry's brains nearly jumped out of his head. Here he was sitting in his
flat with a pretty young boy asking if he wanted to have  sex. This was
the honesty of youth!

"Well I think that's not a very good idea" said Harry

The boy began to cry once more. "I am sorry for embarrassing you Sir. I
just thought that since you and I are both gay and you like younger boys
and I like older men then we could have  sex. I have seen you looking at
my bum since we met so I thought you liked me"

"It's not that" said Harry , holding Oliver's hands again  "I would
love to have sex with you. You are a very sexy young boy but you are in
deep shock right now and you are not maybe making the right decisions'. I
would not want to take unfair advantage of you.'

The boy stopped crying and smiled.

"You are the only person I know in England, the only gay person I know.
Thankyou for helping me and listening to me. I have never told this to
anybody before"

Harry pulled him into his chest and they hugged for several minutes. This
was like having a son. For the first time in a few years he was happy.

Harry looked into the boy's eyes "I think we need some fresh air.   You
are here to study history. Why don't we go and visit the British museum.
It has some fantastic exhibits"

Oliver gathered himself and nodded.   He got up and stood in front of
Harry and gave the formal bow. "Thank you sir"

They took a taxi from Kensington to The other end of Oxford street and
the British Museum. Harry knew exactly what to show him first - The
Rosetta Stone.

Oliver gasped in delight.

"Yes I have read about this and now I am actually seeing it in person"

They stood staring at it for several minutes. Harry could tell Oliver of
the history. Oliver held Harry by the hand or by the arm. He was still
feeling delicate.

They gorged themselves over the architecture the exhibits for a couple of
hours. They sat down at a coffee shop. During the tour Oliver had asked
about gay life in London. Harry knew all about the the good and the bad
of the London scene. He told of the clubs, bars, saunas, the queens, the
queer bashers and the escorts.  Harry explored the difference of having
quick sex and a longer term love relationship.

"Oliver, its ok to be gay but you have to be a little careful. It's
really not a good idea to go shouting it out to everybody. It's ok to go
clubbing and have a boyfriend but don't be too visible to everybody. Not
all people are accepting of gays yet - not even in London''

Oliver nodded his understanding.

Oliver was yawning. He had flown for 20 hours, had his bag stolen and had
a mental shock. His body was tired and beginning to shut down.

"Shall we go home?" said Harry "You look as though you need some
rest"

"Yes please" replied Oliver.

They got a taxi home. Oliver held Harry's hand all the way. Harry did not
resist. He was warming to this boy.

As they left the taxi a rain shower hit them both. As they entered the
door to the flat they were both drenched. Harry opened the door to the
flat and said "why don't you go and get those wet things off, have a
shower and get some rest."

Harry went into his bedroom to get his wet things off. He had his shirt
off when he saw Oliver standing at the door to his bedroom naked. He was
like a little God. Perfectly built, shaved, strong legs and arms and six
pack. Harry nearly fainted in lust.

Harry was a little embarrassed at staring at the boy  and said "I will
find you a robe"

Harry looked into his cupboard. As he turned back he felt Oliver was now
facing him and reached up and kissed  him on the lips.

"Daddy - please take me to bed , I want to pleasure you"

The last portion of Harry's reserve dissolved away.

Oliver said "in my country it is traditional that a servant will give
the service of washing his master. I wish to perform that service for you
now. Please do nothing for yourself"

And with that Oliver led Harry into the bathroom and removed the
remainder of Harrys' clothes and led him into the walk in shower.

Harry was washed from head to toe. Harry got rock hard but this was not a
sexual service. It was a service of subservience.

Harry tried to stoke the boys back but he was told to keep his hands down
- and then smiled at Harry.

After 10 long minutes Oliver led Harry from the shower and dried him.

"Please take me to bed and teach me how to have sex and how to make
love"

Oliver got onto the bed. Harry could have fucked him quickly there and
then but he knew it would hurt the boy. He needed warming up.

"Let's start with a massage," said Harry. "Turn onto you stomach"

With that he gave the boy a light smack on his lovely bum and reached
over the draw for some massage cream. He poured it onto the boys back and
began with long slow massage movements. Harry was really enjoying this.
He was totally hard.

After 10 minutes he heard a noise from Oliver. Harry looked down to his
face. He had only gone and fallen asleep and was gently snoring!  Harry
had a quick laugh. He thought about just going for it now but he judged
this was not really acceptable. Instead he tapped the boy on the bottom
again and said to himself "that little bottom will have to wait"

With that he covered Oliver with a sheet and left the room, going back to
make himself another coffee and watch some news.

Two hours later he heard a noise. It was Oliver who came running in. He
stood in front of Harry naked with his head bowed.

"I am so so sorry sir, I must have fallen asleep"

Olver was crying again.

Harry stretched out his arms to pull the boy down to him

"Come here silly. You don't have to apologize, You were tired after all
you have been through and your body shut down with stress. I am glad I
could get you to relax. "

Oliver cuddled into him like a little puppy dog. He moved one of Harry's
hands onto his erect naked cock. Harry squezzed it for a couple of
minutes. The boy was rock hard and his balls were tights.  Harry thought
of the scene he was in with a naked 18 year old God on his sofa.

"Can we have sex now please sir?" said Oliver after a few minutes.

"I think that would be very nice" laughed Harry.

Oliver got up and pulled Harry by the hand towards the bedroom.

"No massage this time" said Harry

Harry took the boy in his arms. He was beginning to love this boy. Oliver
was a true beginner. What he knew of sex came from watching porn and was
more sex than love.

Harry taught him to kiss and stoke and lick. Harry took the boy's cock in
his mouth. The boys sack was tight and he knew that too much of this and
he would blow his load. Harry knew he had to change the focus.

"Are you ready to get fucked?"

"Yes please" said Oliver.

"OK but we have to warm you up first or it will hurt"

He told Oliver to lie on his stomach with a pillow under him. He arranged
Oliver's legs open so his hole was exposed. He was perfectly hairless.
This boy looked after himself. Harry started by licking the boys hole. He
heard gasps of pleasure coming from the boy one after another. He put
some KY on his hole and explored with a finger, then two fingers and then
three.  He could have used one of the dildoes he used on himself but he
wanted to feel the boys flesh.

"You are ready," said Harry. "But i want to look into your eyes when i
enter you"

Harry got onto his back and told Oliver to sit on him. It was better the
boy controlled it the first time. He was ready

The boy sank over Harry's stiff cock and impaled himself. He cried but
not with pain but satisfaction.  After all these years he was having sex.

Harry asked if he was alright. The boy nodded and said "its just I am so
happy"

Oliver bobbed up and down on Harry's cock. Harry knew he could not last
long.  Oliver put his own hand to his cock and started masturbating
himself.

"There is no need for that" said Harry "I am here to pleasure you
know"

Harry removed Oliver's hand.

"Please let me cum sir, I need to cum, my balls are so tight, it hurts"

Harry brought his hands to Olivers upright cock and massaged it between
his thumb and forefinger. Oliver's breathing was getting quicker and
louder. He was close.

"Lets come together" said Harry.

Harry was also ready - he knew he could control himself and as he watched
the boy lose control he knew he was going to cum as well. They came
together.

Oliver shot streams of cum up into the air which landed on Harry's head
and chest. Harry pumped his load deep into Olver's arse. Oliver felt
Harry's cock expand to maximum and as came and expanded his hole even
more. Oliver cried in pleasure and relief. After two minutes he flopped
forward onto Harry's chest. Harry cradled the boy in his arms. They
stayed like that for several minutes. Oliver rolled over and off Harry.
Harry saw Oliver was still rock hard. There was more cum to release. He
moved down to Oliver's cock and took it in his mouth again. He rocked up
and down for at least 10 minutes. Oliver was in heaven. He was almost
shouting words of pleasure and delight. His breathing was very fast.
Harry knew he was going to cum again.

Oliver gave a last squeal and came deeply into Harry's mouth. Harry did
not swallow. Instead he held the boys cum in his mouth and moved up to to
Oliver's  head  and kissed him, the cum being shared between them. They
kissed and kissed and kissed. This was love not sex!

They lay back and looked at each other. Oliver said "I love you Daddy"

"I love you too," said Harry. "Lets go and shower again and get all
this cum off us"

Harry pulled Oliver to the shower and taught him to give himself an enima
to get hte cum out of his arse. This time Harry gave Oliver a wash!
Oliver let his master control him fully.

They dried off and Harry said "Are you hungry?".

It was only 10pm. Harry said there was a sushi bar just down the road and
Harry would like to be taught properly about Japanese food.

Oliver smiled. He said "Yes Daddy"

They walked the short 200m down the road to the bar. Oliver ordered for
them in Japanese. Oliver seemed nervous but he soon relaxed and they ate.

By 11pm they were back in the flat. On entering the flat Oliver said
"Can we watch one of your porn movies?"

"Of course" said Harry

Harry put on his favorite father/son move and waited for Oliver to take
his coat off and come into the room. A couple of minutes Oliver came in.
He had changed into a tee shirt and some silky running shorts.

He stood in front of Harry showing off himself

"Very sexy" said Harry

With that Oliver fell into Harry arms and cuddled just like a little
puppy again.

The film started up Oliver starred and watched. This was the first time
he had been able to see porn and actually see the genitals. His breathing
was rising. Harry saw he was hard again. Oliver's cock was poking out the
side of his silky shorts.

Oliver took Harry's hand and placed it on his own cock. Harry got the
message and slowly massaged the boy's cock. He felt Oliver was close.
Harry stopped and just held the hard cock. . Harry did this time and time
again. He was edging Oliver.  Oliver laughed every time this happened.
Eventually Oliver looked up and Harry and said "Please Daddy , may I cum
soon?"

"Yes my son" said Harry. "I will make you cum, but you must promise me
that you will never do it yourself again. It is a pity you have had to do
this for four years. You are so pretty you deserve to have somebody to
look after you and take care of your cock for you"

"Yes Daddy, my cock is only for you from now on"

This time Harry took hold of Oliver's whole cock and stroked him up and
down hard and fast. Oliver arched his back and came all over the coffee
table a metre away.

Harry laughed. "That's three times you have come in 2 hours"

"That's because you are so sexy Daddy. Now please take me to bed and
fuck me again. I want to do what that boy just got on the film."

Harry realised that Oliver wanted to be on his back with his legs over
Harry shoulders and being pounded from above at the mercy of the strong
man.

"You are so naughty" said Harry. "But that bottom of yours obviously
needs some training"

"Are you going to spank me?" said Oliver.

"Would you like that?" said Harry

"Well spanking occurs a lot in Japanese porn as a master/slave concept.
I would like to try it"

"You are so naughty and your bottom is naughty" laughed Harry

Harry took Oliver by the hand and led him to the bedroom.

Oliver lay on his back. Harry got some KY out again and lifted the boys
legs up and over his shoulders. He rubbed the KY in slowly and carefully.
He slowly entered the boy. He went deep and gave the boy over 100 slow
and then fast thrusts. He felt as though his cock was going really deep.
Oliver was tight !  He was in pleasure, moaning and groaning and sobbing.

Harry  lightly smacked the sides of Olivers bottom at the same time until
they became a light colour of pink. He did not want to hurt Oliver but
they both found it erotic.

Harry came again and very deeply into the boy.

"Thank you Daddy," said Oliver

Harry replied "you are very welcome"

"Would you like to tie me up next time?" asked Oliver "so I can't move
whilst you are pleasing yourself with my body?"

"You have such a lovely sexy mind" said Harry. "Let's talk more about
it tomorrow"

They fell asleep in each other's arms in a spoon position the whole
night.

A whole new world of gay adventure had opened up for them both.