Date: Thu, 04 Mar 1999 06:42:44 +0900
From: Andrej Koymasky <andrejkoymasky@geocities.com>
Subject: boy-san-05

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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 Five: SABURO'S LOVER - 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 favorite 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
modeling 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 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 skillful 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, skillful
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, skillfully 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 love-making, 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 came with me; he his
responsible for me. Only, he doesn't know that I..."

"We will make 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.

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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 pajama'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 surprisedly 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 astonishedly.

"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 pajama 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 skillful."

"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.

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CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 6

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In my home page I've put some of my stories. If someone wants to read
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