Date: Sat, 6 May 2023 23:54:08 +0530
From: Netaji K <netajimk@gmail.com>
Subject: Tourist -2

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Tourist - 2

Samar went to each room to check on them while Aiko just wanted to retire
so took the key and went to his room. He had a habit of taking shower
before going to bed, now it was more than necessary after such a long
journey. He kept door unlocked and got aqainted. Generally all star hotels
are more or less similar. Only difference was of room size. Back in Japan
rooms were always compact. Here even bathroom was quite spacious.

Akio was tempted to use bathtub. But he was too exhausted to do that. So he
decided to just take shower. After finishing his potty he entered shower
cubicle. Warm water was helpful in relaxing his muscles. He simply loved
the sandalwood paste they had provided as a soap. It had therapeutic
quality to lift his mood also. Ethnic fragrance of sandalwood was very new
to him. Suddenly he heard the call bell. He just wrapped the towel and went
to answer the door. It was Samar.

Samar too was exhausted making all the arrangements and the wait. He was
planning to go for quick shower before going to bed. The moment door was
opened, he was greeted with Japanese boy god with optimum muscles on his
body and height of five feet and three inches, all the looks of a very
handsome boy. His flawless skin was glistening and the droplet were looking
golden. Thick mop of black hair just suited him. Samar just whistled but
Aiko never expected this reaction. He blushed and ran away in the
bathroom. Samar changed his clothes and went to the bathroom only in his
underwear to take shower. Surprisingly Aiko had not locked the door. As
Samar entered Aiko had dried and was combing his hairs infront of the
mirror.

Samar boldly went and stood very close behind Aiko keeping his hands on
Aiko's shoulder. He looked in Aiko's eyes from the reflection. Recited a
beautiful Japanese haiku about love.

.

"That I love thee

Is known already. Ah, me! I had been thinking that

No one would know it."

Aiko chirped with surprise. He never expected haiku that too about love
from someone like Samar in land of Boddha.

Aiko was too comfortable to understand the effect of closeness his body was
creating to Samar. But his buns enjoyed the blood filled muscular tube
nestled between them.

Samar pulled him in lightly. Aiko noticed foreign object between his buns
only when it twitched. Aiko instinctively tried to squeeze it. He felt his
buns were made of butter and it was getting melted with the hot pole
between them. Aiko never knew when his towel fell down. He was not wearing
any underwear and buns were more exposed to the hot pole. The feeling was
too erotic. Samar's fingers were tracing some imaginary line on Aiko's
thighs. Samar had pushed his nose in crook of Aiko's neck. He was enjoying
lingering scent of sandalwood soap on the damp and soft pale white
skin. Aiko's thighs, his body was shuddering with unknown feelings. Now
Samar's palms were on boy breast kneading them.  He worked both the nipples
with his fingers, rolling them. Aiko had noticed the changes in his body
but he had not imagined the exquisite pleasure his nipples were
creating. His three and half inch cock was looking like an extension of
Samar's eight inch cock. Only difference was that it was too stiff and
quivering trying to jump forward.

Samar's lips had taken all the control of Aiko's lips, mouth. Not only
Samar was exploring but Aiko was also responding with equal
enthusiasm. Samar tried to bite Aiko's tounge with his lips. Suddenly Aiko
started experiencing waves of extreme pleasure flooding through his
body. He had never experienced this kind of climax. But Samar understood
impending climax. He just gathered Aiko still closer and held him there. To
Samar's surprise it was dry orgasm. Aiko was yet to create sperms. Samar
had a virgin and late bloomer in his arms. More than pleasure it was
tremendous responsibility. He released Aiko and told him in Japanese to go
to bed. Samar was yet to take shower. Aiko left in a hypnotic state.

Samar took quick shower and joined him in the bed. Aiko was feeling
exhausted earlier but now the he felt more exilarated. He liked this
guy. He was never a girly boy. Because of his genes his physical
development was typical Japanese but muscular. At the height of five three,
he was bundle of muscles having very fair skin devoid of any body hair at
all. Not even in pubic region. He just loved Samar's hairy and mature
body. He wanted to worship his chest hairs. He wanted to rub his body on
that hairy body of Samar's.

When Samar came to bed he saw Aiko sleeping under the blanket facing
opposite side. He thought Aiko was exhausted. So he silently entered the
blanket and facing up tried to sleep. He sensed some movement and next he
knew was Aiko was sleeping on top of him and that too naked. Though erotic
but at the same time it was amusing. Aiko was rubbing his whole body on his
body. Samar placed his hands on those precious pale white boy buns. Lucious
warm but full of muscles boy buns. What an exquisite feeling. His swollen
tube was getting chocked in his now tight underwear. He could feel Aiko's
three and half inches rubbing on his eight inch cock. Aiko was more
aggressive and found Samar's mouth to attack. He literally took Samar's
breath away. With whole communication in Japanese language, Aiko was more
than comfortable. He virtually worshipped rough feel of stubble on his own
cheek.  Course hairs of Samar's chest creating magical sensation under his
smooth hairless skin. His stiff cock playing sword fight with giant down
below. Aiko was a boy of fourteen with boundless energy to support his
exploration. Nothing was enough for him. He was total innocent newbie at
the door step of the most alluring magical world of eroticism. God had
given him everything in his armour to breeze through this exploration. He
readjusted his stiff cock to enter through the leg opening of Samar's
underwear. Now his cock was feeling cozy with Samar's balls and base of
that huge cock. Skin of his uncut cock was in continuous process of
retrieving exposing more of his sensative pink cap and again reclaiming it
back. That pink part of his body was hardly exposed and was extremely
sensitive. But the feel it was giving was out of the world experience. He
was half breathing through Samar's mouth. His manly scent was enough to
drive him crazy. But nature had it's own course. He started to get all
telltale signs of approaching orgasm. Though dry it's fury was equally
fierce. He shuddered violently in Samar's arms. He tried desperately to rub
his body again and again and at the same time cling to Samar like a creeper
on the big Banyan tree. Aiko jerked and fell silent after some time.

Now Samar took the charge in his hands and patted Aiko's buns, stroked his
back, scratched his back placing Aiko's head in his neck he started humming
another love song. No words were needed. Aiko felt vibrations travelling to
his chest his heart carrying those feelings. His whole body was rested on
Samar's, his mind was swimming in waves after waves of unknown
bliss. Complete relaxation except his cock which remained stiff as if it
had it's own mind. Aiko smooched last kiss to bid good night and slept like
a baby.



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