Date: Wed, 24 Feb 1999 08:15:57 +0900
From: Andrej Koymasky <andrejkoymasky@geocities.com>
Subject: boy-san-01

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I started writing gay stories in 1985 and to now I wrote about 80 of
them. Being Italian, of course I wrote them in Italian. Now, many of my
friends asked me to translate them in English. But my English, also if
understandable, is surely not a "literary" one: I can't know all the
nuances and literary tricks I can use in Italian. I need somebody
revising my translation. Now, I found a person that is kindly helping me
with my stories. But I can't ask to one single person to help me with
all of my stories. So, if amongst you there is somebody (with a good
English style) that thinks this unpaid work worthy, and wants to help
me, I would be really happy. If such a person exists, can send me an
e-mail at:

andrejkoymasky@geocities.com

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BOY-SAN

by Andrej Koymasky (C) 1998
written the 30th of July, 1994
translated by the author
English text kindly revised
by Richard Hanna.

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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, ore because you think
yo really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest.

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Chapter 1: KAZUYA'S INITIATION

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 school
fellows 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 pajamas. 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 pajama 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, richt?" 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 pajama'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 hardon 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 fleshbud, 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 pajama 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 pajama 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 hardon. So he took me, and had me
bend over at ninety degrees with my chest on the table-top, 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!!

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CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 2

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In my home page I've put some of my stories. If someone wants to read
them, the URL is

http://www.geocities.com/~andrejkoymasky/

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