USUAL DISCLAIMER

"BOY-SAN" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest.

BOY-SAN by Andrej Koymasky © 2020
by Andrej Koymasky © 2020
written on July 30, 1994
Translated by the Author
English text kindly revised by Richard
CHAPTER 5
SABURO'S LOVER AND
YUKI'S INITIATION

When Saburo began High School, he stopped meeting his bookseller, who was no longer near his home. In the first two or three months he went occasionally, but it was rather inconvenient. His desire to have sex, however, was as great as ever. He was in the forth month of his first year when, as he left the school, a car stopped near him. The driver lowered the window and spoke Saburo, "Excuse me, can you tell me way to Nakano Fujimicho?"

"Yes, I live there. Well, look..." Saburo started to explain.

But the man, after a few words of explanation stopped him and said, "Sorry, are you going there, now?"

"Yes."

"Then, why don't you come in, so you explain the way to me, and I'll bring you home?"

"Wouldn't I disturb you...?"

"No, quite the contrary, you would be doing me a service."

So Saburo got into the car. The man started again the engine. "Is this the way, right?"

"Right."

"My name is Naoki. And yours?"

"Saburo. You have to turn at the traffic lights...turn right."

"How do you do, Saburo. So, you live in Fujimicho?"

"Yes."

"My mother lives in Fujimicho. I'm going to see her, today; its' my day off."

"What work you do?"

"Television director."

"Ah, an interesting job."

"Rather. I produce historical serials."

"Samurai? I love them. Here in front of that gasoline stand you have to turn left."

"Would you like to walk on in one of these movies?"

"Wow, of course I would! It would be great."

"If you want, I can hire you as a walk-on."

"But I have to be in school."

"Most of our young actors are still students and just have part-time jobs; therefore, the timetable is done in consideration of the school's schedule. You are a handsome boy, I can see you'd do well in one of those roles. And though the pay isn't fabulous, it is fairly good."

"Really? I would like, that. What have I to do?"

"Look, this is my card; keep it. Call me at this number, evenings, it's my home number. So we can talk it over in detail."

"Thank you. When should I call you?"

"Not tonight, I'll stop at my mother's. But, tomorrow, whenever you like. I live in Setagaya, and you can come to see me there."

Saburo was excited by the idea. Becoming an actor in a Samurai drama! - he could hardly believe it...even if he would have been only one of the many supernumeraries, the idea was amusing and exciting. And he'd make his schoolmates be green with envy, too.

The following evening he called the director. The man asked him if he could be at his place on the following day. He would be waiting for him around 6 PM and they could also eat something together, possibly while talking. Saburo accepted at once, even more excited.

Naoki lived in a modern villa, small but very beautiful, surrounded by a broad garden. When Saburo rang the bell, the director opened the door personally. He was wearing an elegant yukata. He led the boy inside the doorway and took him to a kind of lounge with a wall of glass facing the garden, so that it seemed that there was no interruption between the lounge and the garden. The man offered him a drink, then handed him a picture album.

"Look, there are some pictures of my latest works. Possibly you've seen some of them," he said sitting near the boy, and starting to comment on the pictures as Saburo was thumbing through them.

The boy had seen more than one of Naoshi's works, and he was excited by the idea he met the director of his favourite TV movies. Naoki was still young - he could be around thirty-five - and was a handsome man and very elegant in his white yukata with a modern pattern of a shadowed indigo blue.

"Listen, Saburo, I've got a part in mind for you. It is a secondary role, but... For that role I need a boy your age, but with a handsome body - in fact he'll have to play several scenes wearing just a fundoshi. If you have a well-developed body, that part could be yours."

"That would be great!" Saburo said, his eyes shining with hope.

"Look, I have a fundoshi right here. Do you feel like undressing and wearing it for me? Just so I can determine if you're the right boy for that part?"

"Yes, of course." the boy answered readily; then he asked hesitantly, "Do I have to undress here? Right now?"

"Yes." the man said unrolling the fundoshi.

Saburo stood up and started to undress, under the watchful stare of the director. When the boy pulled off his underwear, standing completely naked, the man handed him the fundoshi.

Saburo smiled shyly and said: "I've never worn one, before now. You'll need to explain how..."

"Ah, come here, then, I'll put it on you and explain the right way of wearing it to you."

Saburo went before the man, completely unembarrassed by his nakedness. Naoki stood up and untied the obi of his yukata and pulled it off. He was wearing just a fundoshi beneath it.

"Here, you see? The end must be like this. Turn around. So, first you put one end of it on your left shoulder, like that. Spread a little your legs, so..." and, while the man was explaining, he lightly brushed against the boy's body, and Saburo become aware that he was becoming aroused, especially when Naoki put his hand naturally on the boy's member and said: "... and this, you put it up that way, so that it doesn't accidentally come out when you move..." and he added with a smile: "... and it doesn't become too conspicuous if by chance it becomes hard during a scene... Then you twist this part and fasten it behind your back, in that way. It's done. Clear?"

"I think so..." the boy said, looking at himself.

"Well, now," Naoki said standing in front of the boy, you pull off my fundoshi, then put it on me again, so I can see if you really understood correctly."

Satoshi was somewhat excited. The man had a very handsome body, and the idea of touching it, to see his member, then to have to set it aright with his hands, excited him and he was afraid that the man would notice his own erection. But he obeyed, nonetheless.

"While you pull it off, carefully observe how it was arranged and fastened, so that afterward you can do it exactly in the same way," Naoki said. The boy, with trembling hands, gingerly began to undo it. When Saburo saw the director's thoroughly masculine cock in front of him, half erect already, and of a good size too, he couldn't help looking at it with pleased admiration.

"Good. Now redo it for me." The man said. Saburo began. When he had to arrange the man's genitals under the cloth, his hand hesitated, then touched them carefully. "You have to set them well. Are you, by some chance, ashamed to do so? Go on, put it straight up, and raise it up with your fingers on my testicles, in this way." the man said guiding the boy's hand to his member. Saburo felt it throb against his palm, hardening, growing. He was now very much excited and aroused - and at the same time he felt a little ashamed.

The man giggled: "It woke up! Now it will be more difficult for you to arrange my fundoshi properly. Push it against my belly. Harder: you have too delicate a touch... In that way, of course you'll give me an erection. And arouse my yen." he said and lowered his hands to untie the boy's fundoshi and caressed his genitals. "But you too got a hard-on, I see... Listen, Saburo, let's forget the fundoshi, for now. We'll resume that lesson later. You made me want to do... something else... now." the man said, pulling against himself the boy, putting his hands on Saburo's buttocks, and pulling him forward until their erection were pressed close to each other. Then the man kissed the boy on his mouth. Saburo abandoned himself against the man's body, and, quivering, closed his eyes in ecstasy.

Naoki kissed him deeply, then asked him: "Do you like it"

Saburo nodded yes as vigorously as he could.

"Then, would you like to come into the other room with me, on my bed?" Naoki whispered.

Saburo nodded again in eager assent. The man took him into his strong arms, putting one under the boy's armpits and the other under his knees, and raising him against his chest. He then carried him into the other room, to the wide circular bed. Naoki climbed onto the bed and embraced Saburo and began to kiss him all over his body.

"I want, Saburo; I want to take you. Were you ever before taken by another man?"

"Yes." said the boy, melting with emotion at the way the man was touching him.

"And you like it?"

Saburo nodded emotionally, shuddering with pleasure, and thought that Naoki was even better than the only other man with whom he had had his sex experiences. After a while that the director was caressing and kissing him, Saburo saw the man take a small jar, open it, and spread an unguent between his buttocks, then the man inserted a slippery finger inside his hole, moving it in a skilful massage. Saburo relaxed, preparing himself for imminent penetration.

"I want you, Saburo!" the man said hoarsely.

"Yes..." Saburo sighed in contentment.

Naoki raised the boy's legs, putting them against his chest and onto his own shoulders, then he seized the boy's waist and, with a few, skilful moves, slipped inside him to the hilt. Saburo felt it opening him, slipping inside, filling him, hot and smooth, and smiled to the man in extreme pleasure.

"I really like you Saburo. You're such a beautiful boy!" Naoki said, plunging inside him with passionate vigour. The boy, relaxed but excited, looked at him with pleasure. He admired the man's muscular torso darting at each thrust. He raised his hands to the man's chest, to feel his hard pectorals' rhythmic contractions. He brushed against the dark and hard nipples. Naoki appreciated those caresses and smiled at the boy, continuing to ride him energetically. Saburo began to masturbate.

The man pulled the boy's hand from his member, and replaced it with his own hand, skilfully caressing it. "You don't have to come now, Saburo. Afterward I'll make you cum. Do you like being fucked like this?"

Saburo nodded again. Yes, he liked that firm member impaling him in so rhythmically, making his body jump with each thrust. And he liked being taken from the front in that way. He turned his head and just then he became aware that around the bed, on the walls, there were wide mirrors reflecting theirs images from different angles. It was exciting seeing multiples himself and Naoki tied in that embrace, quite as if they were dozens of couples enjoying simultaneous pleasure. And he thought that those bodies, intertwined in lovemaking, were beautiful. Especially Naoki, with his strong, virile body, bent over the fresh, young body of all these Saburos. They were all very beautiful and very exciting, too...

Naoki shuddered with pleasure, pushing with all his strength inside the boy, bent over him raising his head with both of his hands, and deeply kissing him, their bodies squeezed tightly together, with his member emptying himself into the boy's warm depths with jet after powerful jet.

Panting, they parted. Naoki crouched over the boy's pubes and started to suck his member, while caressing his testicles, belly and chest. The boy's pleasure, still high, rapidly reached even more unexplored summits of pleasure, and, suddenly, exploded in an unimaginably strong orgasm. Saburo was shaking his head right and left, while warm jets of his seed sprang, only to be greedily swallowed by the man. Naoki continued to suck until the boy suddenly relaxed, strongly panting, vigorously shaking from time to time, almost pained by the intensity of the orgasm that Naoki provoked in him.

Then the man lay by his side, embraced him, pulling him against his body, and gently kissing him. "Did you enjoy it?" he asked.

"Yes..."

"Will you do it again with me?"

"Every time you want to."

"Even if I lied that I will make you a movie actor?" the man than asked seriously.

"Of course. Any time, if you still want me."

Naoki smiled. "But I wasn't lying; I'll made an actor of you. You're so beautiful. I just wanted to know. Because other boys come to bed with me only to have a part. I thought you were different, and you've confirmed that I was not wrong. I'm very happy for that."

"I like you very much."

"Thank you. I like you very much, too. I like the joy you show while I was taking you. Did you have much experience with other men, before me?"

"Only one, but that for almost three years."

"Did you like him?"

"Not as much as I like you. Really."

Then they went to bathe. In the basement of the villa was a bathroom almost as big as a public bath, beautiful, all in wood and stone, and private to them. They washed each other, caressing and kissing with gentle passion.

"Do you live here alone?" Saburo asked him.

"Yes. Well, not exactly. There is a man who cleans the house, cares the garden, cooks, and so on. He lives in a small house at the end of the garden.

"But... if he see us?" Saburo asked him, suddenly worried, pointing with his head to the glass window opening onto the garden.

"Ah, but he knows about me. Anyway he is gay also."

"Is he your boyfriend?"

"No, we've never made love together. I simply hired gay house help just to be free when I'm at home. He has his own boyfriend who comes to see him often. But I'd rather know when you'll come again to see me again?"

"Any time you want me. Tomorrow. Every day. Whenever you want me to come here again."

"Tomorrow unfortunately, I'm busy. But the day after tomorrow I can come to get you in front of your school. What do you think?"

"Sure, that's great."

"Bur, rather, why don't you come to the TV studio, tomorrow? Then we can talk about the contract. Since you're still a minor, you'll have to come with your father, for the signing."

"I have no parents. But my elder brother can come with me; he his responsible for me. Only, he doesn't know that I..."

"We will make sure that he won't understand about it, either. Do you think he will accept the offer?"

"I think so. I'll surely tell him as soon as I'm home."

When Saburo arrived back home, excited and happy to have found a fabulous lover and an exciting job at the same time, he immediately told Kazuya about his new job offer. His brother seemed unfavourable at first, in fact he was afraid that Saburo would miss time from his studies. But finally he agreed to go the following day, at least to talk it over with the director.

Naoki succeeded in persuading Kazuya, and he signed the contract willingly.

Naoki was more and more fascinated by Saburo, who was not only a passionate lover but also a good actor as well. So that in Saburo's second production for him he assigned the boy a secondary part, but not as a simple extra. Naoki also very much approved of Saburo's sense of professionalism; in fact, at work the boy acted like any other actor, conceding nothing and without taking advantage of the fact that he was the director's boy.

A few months afterward, Naoki asked Saburo to become his lover. The boy happily, and eagerly, accepted. Then Naoki gave him the building's keys and bought Saburo a bike so that he could get to his home easily.


During the period when his brother Saburo's acting career was just beginning, Yukio became ill. Nothing really serious, but he had fever and uncomfortable constipation that caused him no few problems. Kazuya, having no more money problems, decided to hire a nurse to help his brother at home while the others were at school and he himself was sleeping.

He was a practical nurse, but for what was needed, he was well suited; moreover, he didn't ask for very much money. He arrived each morning a little before nine and remained until one o'clock. His name was Sanma and he was twenty three years old, one year more than Kazuya.

On one of the first mornings, as the doctor had prescribed some enemas to help eliminate Yukio's constipation problem, Sanma prepared all the items he needed for the treatment, and then he went into Yukio's room.

"Is this the first time for you get an enema?"

"Yes."

"Ok. Pull off your pyjama's trousers. Let's put some towels under you, for safety. Remain on your back. Good, now spreads your legs and raise your knees; a bit more... that's right."

The boy obeyed, a little ashamed, and covered his genitals with his hands.

Sanma smiled: "Hey, are you by chance ashamed of me, boy? I'm a nurse, and I've seen a lot of dicks! Why do you hide yourself?" And then, "I'm a man, too, right?" he said to Yukio, pulling his hands from his genitals. Yukio blushed but didn't oppose him. Sanma lightly caressed the boy's genitals, just once, adding, "And then, you are very well-developed also down there; you have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of, believe me. How old are you?"

"I'm fifteen..."

"Mmhh, to look at you here, I thought you'd be even older; you are very well-endowed," he said. He put on a latex glove, took some gel from a tube and started to spread it on the boy's little hole. "That way it will not hurt you when it enters. Tell me, do you masturbate?"

Yukio, who was shivering because of the finger preparing his anus, looked at him surprised and blushed again.

Sanma smiled again: "Then, the answer is yes. But why are you blushing? Everybody jacks off, at least if they don't have the possibility of really making love. Have you yet made love?" he asked while massaging with his finger the now slippery interior of the small hole with skilled gentleness.

Yukio shook his head. The action of the nurse's finger was giving him such pleasurable sensations that his member started to throb and to get hard. Yukio was becoming more and more ashamed. Sanma stopped and took the enema nozzle. He spread the same gel on its tip, then applied it to the boy's well-lubricated little hole. "Possibly at the beginning it will bother you, or even hurt a little, but you need to be patient. I'll try to go gently..." he said and started to push it slowly inside, moving the hose with a slight oscillatory movement.

Yukio felt it enter and felt an intense pleasure so that his member, now partially erect, gave a jump and hardened some more. He again blushed. While Sanma continued to move deeper inside the boy's channel, slowly but steadily pushing all the while, the nurse put his other hand on the boy's member, caressing it gently.

"If I touch you like this, you'll feel less uncomfortable, right?" the young man asked with a professional tone. Yukio, even more embarrassed, nodded yes. "I know, it's always that way. Taking an enema could be really bothersome, but with this system it becomes quite tolerable. Now I'll open the tap. Relax, but keep your little hole as tight as you can make it; a single drop shouldn't escape, understood?" Sanma said and, pulling his hand from the boy's member, turned the tap on to a slow flow of the prescribed warm fluid.

Yukio felt the lukewarm liquid pouring inside him. It was more than ordinarily agreeable. He tightened his sphincter while Sanma continued to lightly move the nozzle deep inside him. Sanma's hand went back on the boy's straight, hard dick, but this time the young man slowly masturbated the boy. Yukio quivered. The double sensation was arousing him more and more. Yukio naively thought that that was the right way to get an enema, and he didn't suspect at all that, rather, Sanma was profiting very well indeed from the situation, and Yukio's ignorance, because the nurse liked the boy very much.

When all the liquid was inside, Sanma pulled out the hose. "Now hold tight and don't let anything come out. You have to stay like this for several minutes, and it will become more and more difficult to hold it back, but you must do it for the treatment to work properly. The liquid must have the time to do its work, understand?"

"Yes." the boy answered, clearly regretful that Sanma, on pulling out the nozzle, had also ceased to masturbate him. And Yukio soon became aware that it was really becoming more and more difficult to retain the liquid inside himself. "I need emptying..." he moaned.

"No, hold on! Wait - I'll help you." he said, and put his finger directly against the boy's hole. Yukio's member gave another strong spasm. Then Sanma started to caress it again, gently and asked him: "Is it better, that way?" Yukio nodded yes. "You like it like this?" Sanma asked, again starting to masturbate him. Yukio again nodded yes. "Better than doing it alone?" Sanma said slyly..

"Will I have to wait much longer?" the boy asked.

"A little more. Do you jack off often, Yukio?"

"Well... sometimes..."

"I do it almost every day."

"Don't you have a lover?"

"No, not just now. I'm alone. But really, you've never had sex?"

"No, never."

"Not even with a friend?"

"No... never."

"I have."

"With another boy?" Yukio asked astonished.

"Of course, with another boy. Are you surprised?"

"Well... a little bit."

"It's really great. And I liked him a lot. But you are handsomer, even if a bit younger than he. Anyway, you are very well-endowed."

"And... how was?"

"Him?"

"No, doing it with another boy."

"Great, very beautiful. Why - would you like to try it?"

"No... I don't think... I don't know..."

"Well, now you can go to empty yourself. Go on." Sanma said.

Yukio stood up and, holding tight, went to the toilet. Sanma heard him washing. Then the boy came back. The boy's member was now again at rest and was soft between his muscular legs. Yukio put on his pyjama trousers and lay on his futon.

"Do you feel better. now?" Sanma asked while he was putting all the enema equipment back in order.

"Eh, oh, a lot better. It was a great relief."

"Did the nozzle bother you very much?"

"No, it didn't. You are very skilful."

"Tomorrow morning it will be even easier, even though we'll have to use a bigger tip."

"Bigger? Why?"

"So the liquid will enter faster." Sanma said.

"Did you graduate from nurse's school?"

"Of course."

"And there they teach you how to give enemas and the other things?" the boy asked curiously.

"Yes, certainly."

"But... to whom do you give those enemas, to practice?"

"They explain it theoretically, at school. It isn't really necessary to do it to learn. Anyway, you are not the first person to whom I've given an enema."

They chatted about this and that. Yukio liked Sanma: he was young, witty and likeable. And he had a really nice smile, too.

The second day, Yukio again got another enema and all was repeated just like the day before, including Sanma's hand on the boy's hard member. But this time, the nurse moved the bigger tip inside the boy's channel for a while in an in-and-out motion while masturbating the boy. "Do you like this?" Sanma asked him.

"Yes." the boy said with a sigh.

"It's really great, isn't it?"

"Only afterward, when you will start the liquid and I have to hold it deep inside - that's not easy. It pushes so that it seems..."

"I know. But right now, you're enjoying it, aren't you?"

"Yes..."

"I like touching you like this too, because you are so very beautiful." the young man murmured passionately. Yukio blushed at this compliment, but was pleased to receive it, nonetheless. Then Sanma said: "Touching you this way actually arouses me very much..."

"You? Aroused?" the boy asked widening his eyes.

"Sure. You're not one of those wrinkly old men. You are young, beautiful, and very shapely. It's natural that it arouses me having to touch you like this. Feel me, here, how hard I've become." the nurse said, taking Yukio's hand and guiding it between his legs. Yukio felt the nurse's enlarged dick, then pulled his hand away, but Sanma kept it directly on his turgid member: "No, continue to feel it; I really like it." he said. Yukio fingered him again and felt Sanma quiver. The nurse then started to make the enema flow. Yukio, almost by instinct, squeezed the nurse's turgid member through his clothes. Sanma continued to masturbate him and to fuck him with the big nozzle of the enema from which the warm liquid flowed. Yukio moaned with intense pleasure.

"You like it, don't you?" the nurse asked hoarsely.

"Yes..."

"And you also like touching me like this...?"

"Yes..."

On the third day of Yukio's treatment, when Sanma again guided Yukio's hand onto his swollen member, after a while, when the boy was again fully aroused, whispered: "Pull it out. Go on, do it..."

The boy hesitated just a little bit, but then lowered the zipper of Sanma's trousers, felt inside, and then extracted the hard, throbbing rod and began to masturbate the older man.

"Good! That's the way Yukio; that's the way..." the man murmured bending over the boy and kissing him on his mouth.

Yukio, instinctively, parted his lips in answer to the nurse's kiss. Their tongues played with each other for a while. Yukio moaned and shivered with pleasure. Then Sanma, instead of opening the tap, pulled out the enema's nozzle and knelt between the boy's thighs. Then, seized him, brushed the tip of his hard member on the well lubricated hole. "This is better than an enema nozzle... you want it, right?" he asked, starting to push gently into Yukio's well prepared channel. Yukio knew what the young man wanted to do. A little frightened, but highly excited nevertheless, he nodded yes, with his eyes still closed. Then Sanma pushed strongly and started to open his way into the boy, widening his taut hole and slipping inside it easily and slowly. Yukio emitted a short moan of pleasure, shuddering at that hard, though gentle, invasion.

"Isn't it better than the enema nozzle?" Sanma whispered as he continued to push inside the boy's virgin channel, and began again to masturbate him.

"Yes..." the boy murmured, while the young nurse's hardness was pushed deeply inside him. Yukio's legs were raised onto Sanma's shoulders, the better to penetrate him completely.

"I want you, Yukio. I want you so much." the young nurse panted harshly, starting to piston himself inside the boy with long back-and-forth movements. His awareness that the boy's elder brother was sleeping just two rooms apart from them added excitation to the daring young nurse's seduction of the boy's innocence. "Tell me that you like it..."

"It... it's great..." Yukio panted.

The nurse was enjoying that tight, hot channel, only a few moments before completely virginal. And he liked the spontaneity and readiness with which the boy had accepted his cock inside himself. Moreover, Yukio was so beautiful, in the blissful abandon with which he received it inside himself... Sanma came almost immediately, shuddering and trembling at the intensity of his orgasm. For a moment, he remained still, completely immersed inside the boy, then he slowly slipped out, put the enema nozzle back into the boy's hole and turned on the tap. Yukio moaned again and imagined that it was still the young man pumping his cum inside him. It was a beautiful sensation, too beautiful... Sanma lowered his lips onto the boy's quivering member, and sucked it. The boy came almost instantly and emptied himself into the nurse's welcoming mouth, moaning and shaking while Sanma held the nozzle pushed deep inside.

After Yukio returned from the toilet where he had emptied and washed himself, he lay on his futon, and Sanma continued to caress him: "Did you like it - making love with me like that?" he asked sweetly.

"It's been wonderful, Sanma. Will we do it again?" Yukio asked looking him in his eyes, yet blushing charmingly at the same time.

"Yes, of course we will. And... do you want to be my boyfriend as well?"

"You mean... you and I, together?"

"I would like it so very much. You're really quite a splendid boy..."

"I would like that very much. But, how can we meet, after I recover?"

"I rent a small room where we can meet."

"Where is it?"

"At Ebisu, just three minutes from the station. It's small, but it's mine alone. There is no bathroom, but there is a toilet and sink. It isn't bright, but I use it just for making love, so it's okay."

"Who knows how many people you've taken there..?" Yukio asked cunningly.

"Well, yes, of course..."

"Boys or girls?"

"Boys. I don't like girls."

"Many?"

"I've rented it for two years, so around twenty, I think. I don't keep a record. But if you accept me as your boyfriend, from now on you will be the only one to come there."

"If I accept you as my boyfriend, you will have to promise me that you will not do it with any other boy."

"Would you be jealous?" the young man asked him, ruffling in the boy's hair affectionately.

"I think that I would be; yes. You're the first with whom I've done these things. I don't like the idea of your doing them with another."

"All right. I promise you I'll not have sex with any other boy. Is that all right? But, then, we'll have to meet quite often."

"I'm sure I can visit you twice a week at least. Instead going to the school's shoji circle, I can come to you in Ebisu."

"Just twice a week?"

"Well, on the other days I have to get back home as soon as I can. I don't know how I could justify it to Kazuya if I don't."

"Is he so strict? Does he control you so very much?"

"It's not that. He sacrifices so very much for us. He isn't strict: he just wants us to have good grades in school, you see..." But Sanma interrupted him with another passionate kiss.

CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 6


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