Travelling Tales: Staying in a Ryokan

I booked 3 nights in a ryokan with onsen in the hillside of Kyoto.  I needed to be on my own away from the noise and bustle of Tokyo.  The place that was to be my place of solitude was runned by a gentlemen in his late 50s and his 2 daughters and another young man in his mid-20s.  I later learnt that the young chap was the owner's son who was back for a short break with his fiancee. He worked in Tokyo.
 
On the first night I was checking my mails on the computer in the lobby.  Just as I had almost finished, I saw him passed me by wearing a yukata. I guessed where he was heading - probably to the onsen.  So I rushed back to my room, got changed into my yukata and headed for the onsen. On entering, I first stripped and placed my belongings neatly in the basket provided.  Only one other basket was used, so I knew he was alone in the onsen pool area.  I entered the shower area and there he was, soaping himself. I took the seat 3 places away from him.  I glanced at him through the mirror and immediately my knees went weak.  
 
He was tall for a Japanese, probably close to 6 feet.  He had a nice body (he told me later he was a member of his company's racing boat team).  What attracted me most was his very fair and smooth body.  His body is hairless except for the area just above his penis.  His pubes was very clearly defined by a thick bush of wiry pubic hair. Much of his flaccid dick was hidden within his bushy pubic hair thus making his cock look smaller than it actually was.  Being circumcised, his cock head looked conspicuous. Below, hanging low, was a scrotal bag which was hairless like the rest of his body.  I couldn't help gawking at him.  He felt my eyes piercing him and turned to face me, acknowledging my admiration of his body.  When he had finished bathing, he stood up and walked toward the hot pool. He looked back at me with inviting eyes before entering the pool.  He sat on the edge of the pool, facing me.

When I was done bathing, I joined him in the pool. We talked and our eyes exchanged glances but nothing more happened that night. 

The next night I timed my visit to the onsen about the same time as the previous.  Sure enough, he was there getting ready for his bath.  When he saw me he greeted me with a bow and mentioned that he was shacked from cleaning the storeroom the whole afternoon. But he was happy that he managed to get rid of all the disused furniture.  I offered to give him a neck massage which he readily accepted.
 
From his neck my hands stealthily moved down his front all the way to his abdomen. After I had finished massaging his abdomen, I stopped.  I hesitated to move further down.  So, I whispered into his ears asking whether I should proceed further.  He simply leaned back and rested his head on me.  I took that as a signal to carry on from where I stopped.
 
My hands moved down to his pubes and I began massaging his sensitive area and stayed there for a while, before I decided to go further down.  As my hand moved down, I accidentally brushed against something warm. I felt it twitching.  Looking over his shoulder, I saw that his cock was already fully erect.  It wasn't very long (probably about 4 inches long).  The shaft was slender but his cock head was bulbous and shaped like a mushroom that is ready for harvesting.

I held his cock in my right hand and began to stroke it slowly.  His hands reached backwards and began caressing my thighs as I proceeded to slowly masturbate him.

He got impatient and standing up to face me, he pressed his turgid cock on my face.  I moved my mouth so that his cock was pressing on my pursed lips.  Then I did what had to be done.  I opened my mouth and he slid his huge cock head into my mouth.  I began to suck on his cock.  I could tell he was new to the game from the way his legs were trembling and the loud noisy grunts he was making each time my tongue tickled his pee hole.
 
Halfway through our love-making, the door to the onsen slid open.  He immediately removed his dick from my mouth and used his hands to cover his erect cock. I looked back and saw his father standing at the entrance completely naked looking rather stunned. Once he had regained his composure, he bowed and apologised to me for his intrusion.  He made another bow and left us alone.
 
Once he left we resumed our fun. But as the saying goes - all good things must come to an end.  In less that 5 minutes his whole body shook and trembled as he shot load after load of hot spunk into my hungry mouth.

Travelling Tales: The Cab-Driver

Years back, I was vacationing in Osaka with some friends from Malaysia.  We were entertained by some Japanese friends whom I met while they were working in Singapore. After having several rounds of drinks and feeling tipsy, we took a cab back to the hotel.  And if you are wondering - the answer is YES, I have sucked all 3 of them in Singapore and one of them (the married one) fucked me regularly when he was based in Singapore for almost a full year.  

Anyway this story is about the cab driver, not our Japanese friends. He was smartly dressed in full suit complete with hat and white gloves.  He looked so stylish and I couldn't stop myself from admiring his good looks. Over his gloves, I noticed a wedding band.  He appeared to be in his early 40s.  

He was interested to talk albeit in broken English.  He kept commenting that I have a very nice voice and asked if I like karaoke singing. I laughed and told him, "yes I love singing.  But a different type of singing."  He looked puzzled and asked what other type of singing there was,  "I only know one kind - karaoke singing." I joked that I prefer holding a human microphone and using my tongue to sing.  At first, he didnt understand what I was saying.  Looking directly at me, he asked what precisely is a human microphone. I pointed my fingers at his groin and he burst out in a loud chuckle.  

He kept quiet for a few seconds then asked me, "you like?"  I said I love it.  He then asked whether he could visit me at the hotel when his shift was over. I gave him my room number.  At 7.30am the next morning, he came a knocking on my hotel room door. 

I invited him in and showed him to the only armchair in the room.  He sat on it and scanned the room, not knowing what to do.  I knelt on the floor between his legs and slowly unzipped his pants.  I digged into his pants and extricated his flaccid cock out to the open.  Looking into his eyes, I slowly stroked his cock until it became hard although not fully erect.

My hand reached out to his belt.  He understood what it was I wanted.  He stood up and began to remove his belt, then his pants and finally his underwear.  He sat on the armchair wearing only his black socks, waiting for further instructions.  I returned to my kneeling position on the floor between his legs.  Moving my head down to his crotch, I took his half-hard cock into my mouth and slowly sucked on it.  He began to moan, quite loudly, and kept mumbling something in Japanese which I couldn't understand.  His cock has become harder but hasn't grown much in terms of length albeit a little thicker.
 

 

He stood up from the armchair and began fucking my face, pumping his erect tool in and out of my hungry mouth.  

His 5-inch cock fucked my mouth for a full 15 minutes before he finally deposited a large glob of warm sticky semen in my mouth. 

Travelling Tales: His First Time

It was the December of 1983 and I was vacationing in Malaysia with a Malay friend, who looked more like a Chinese. He could speak Malay which was a great advantage and furthermore, he drove so we were able to visit some really off-the-beaten track places along the east coast. To save cost, we shared a room but opted for separate beds.  On the 3rd night, the budget hotel had only one room left and it had a queen sized bed.  I had no problem with that neither did he.

A very loud thunder woke me up in the middle of the night.  I was kept awake after that. I looked at my friend and saw that he was sleeping very soundly. He wore a pair of very loose shorts and apparently without any underwear beneath.  He was sporting a major hardon and the tip of his erection protruded out from the leg opening of his rather ill-fitting shorts.

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I couldn't take my eyes off his cock but in the moonlight, I couldn't see much except for the silhouette of his cock.  I needed to feel it to find out how big it actually was. In order not to wake him, I gently placed my hand on his crotch. I left it there for a couple of seconds and was glad he didn't react.  Plucking up my courage, I gently squeezed his cock and again there was no reaction from him.  Then I threw all caution to the wind and touched his cock head that was out of his shorts.  His cock jumped at my touch.  I pulled his cock out from his shorts opening and wrapping my fingers around his shaft began to slowly stroke the steel-hard rod which I estimated to be about 4.5 inches long.

His body shifted and I hastily retreated.  He was now lying flat on his back, his cock jutting straight into the air at 90 degrees from his body.  Seeing that he was still sound asleep, I went back to stroking his cock.  After masturbating him for about 5 minutes or so, his body arched a little and then he started shooting warm sticky goo into the air.  His sperm fell back onto my hand and some of it on his shorts.  After I had drained all the man juice from him, I used my t-shirt to wipe him clean and then went back to sleep.

The next morning, he woke me up and thanked me for the hand job.  I was surprised but tried my best to remain cool.  Then he broke the silence and asked if I like to join him in the shower.  "Sure," I said getting out of bed. We were both suddenly speechless as we got ready for the shower. I got some towels out and prepared to get into the shower. Then I turned on the water to let it warm up. I was already pretty excited and I could tell from the bulge in his shorts that he was too.

He shucked off his shorts and I couldn't help staring.  He had a nice piece of cut meat standing straight out from a bush of hairy pubic hair.  It seemed larger that I had imagined it to be.  His cock was probably a good 5 inches long now that I saw in broad daylight.

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Once we were both stripped down to our birthday suits, he had me stand in front of him and grabbing the soap, started to lather me - first my back, then around my cheeks, letting his fingers slide between my luscious bums into the crack. I could hear myself softly sighing in pleasure. As his fingers slid into the crack, I pushed back a little.  I could feel his cock pushing against my buttocks.  He was so hard by then.  He then reached around me with his soapy hands and started to wash my chest as his fingers played with my tits.  

Turning around to face him, I took the soap from him and began soaping him down, from his chest down his torso. He sighed and cooed out that it felt so nice to have someone soaping him. My hand moved down to his crotch and held his throbbing cock.  Then I started soaping his cock.  His cock jumped repeatedly at my touch.  It reminded me of what happened the night before. He leaned back on the tiled wall with his legs spread wide open.  My other free hand reached down to fondle his balls as I continued stroking his cock.  

He was a fast cummer.  Within minutes, he groaned out loud and whispered that he was cumming. My fingers gripped tightly on his pulsating cock,  feeling his cock pumping out thick creamy spunk which landed on the tiled floor.  I gently stroked him to completion. It was so erotic to feel his cock muscles pulsing in my hand. He leaned forward and held me, panting for breath. 

His cock remained hard in my hand and I continued to caress it.  He was getting more and more aroused, in spite of just having ejaculated.  When I took hold of his aching cock and started to stroke it with my soap slickened hand, he groaned out loud.  My other hand cupped his balls, gently massaging his testicles.  His whole body trembled and at one point, his legs almost buckled when I bent down and used the tip of my tongue to lick his pee-hole.  He held my head with both his hands and held it to prevent me from taking his whole cock in my mouth.  He warned  me that he could not hold back any longer. I kept stroking his throbbing cock.  His face came close to mine and he started nibbling on my ear.  I stroked his cock more vigorously and within seconds, he exploded in another orgasm, much more violent than the first.  

After we got out of the shower and dried off, he seemed to be in deep thoughts about what had just happened. He was certainly in total turmoil but I decided not to talk about it yet.  We got dressed and went down to the lobby cafe for breakfast.   And then we did some sightseeing in the local market and returned to the hotel for a rest after lunch.  

Back in the hotel room, I asked him if he was alright with what we did.  He smiled and said that he didn't know sex with another man could feel so good.  He also confided to me that he rarely masturbated as he was taught that it was sinful.  When probed further, he said he masturbated only about once every 3-4 months when the sexual urge became too overpowering.  At 26, he was still not married and a virgin.  He had no sexual experience whatsoever and I was the first person to ever touch his cock. While talking, I noticed that he was getting hard, so that afternoon, he received his first blow job.