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Sex­u­al encoun­ters, total­ly 18 and above, please.

Morning at Kanata’s room

This is a con­tin­u­a­tion of my pre­vi­ous post, Night in a Japan­ese Gay Bar

It was morn­ing in Japan when you can hear birds chirp­ing. The morn­ing sun peeked from the cur­tain, and shine in to Kanata’s room.

Before I con­tin­ue, let me warn you that this post is going to be ‘expressed’; I will not be check­ing on my spellings, and I would not be both­ered if I am gram­mat­i­cal­ly right. At such ungod­ly hours, this is the best that I can do (and prob­a­bly laugh­ing at myself lat­er)

I could feel Kanata’s breath land­ing on my face in the ear­ly spring morn­ing. I looked at Kanata’s closed eyes, I put out an arm, and tried to hold him clos­er to me.

In Bed
Pic­ture stolen from Nase

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Night in a Japanese Gay Bar

One of the things that I had want­ed to try was to have some club­bing fun in Japan.

As sacred as the Nan­taimori, I thought the gay club­bing scene in Tokyo would be as well. I must say, I was total­ly over­whelmed with the expe­ri­ence.

It start­ed out with this guy ask­ing me if I was inter­est­ed to join him in the club. We had both exchanged eye con­tacts when we were both at the local Star­bucks get­ting our dai­ly dos­es of caf­feine.

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The failed friendship

My wor­ries final­ly catch up with me. After our attempt to lure David into our three­some act, my wor­ries was about Har­ry; whether can he accept our ‘extra cur­ric­u­lar’ activ­i­ty

It has been three days since I have heard from Har­ry. The last time I talked with him was when he was on his way back to his home­town (school hol­i­days and all) and he final­ly had time to get online. He did not men­tion any­thing much, and I thought every­thing is fine.

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The failed threesome

A care­ful plan was draft­ed out with Har­ry. The plan was to get David to Har­ry’s house, and then we try to seduce him with kiss­es, and hugs and see if we could get David aroused.

It worked up pret­ty okay at first. I went over to Har­ry’s place to pick his sleepy ass up, then went over to David’s to pick him up. We want­ed to head over to my place because it was a lit­tle too ear­ly to do the shop­ping that Har­ry want­ed to do. Con­tin­ue Read­ing →

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