The Blue Chrysanthemum
Chapter 1
My name is Billy. I am a male geisha employed at the Blue Chrysanthemum (BC) in Hakone, Japan. The BC is a high end gentlemen's club providing entertainment and sex for men by men. I have worked here as a geisha since I was 18, but I started working in the kitchen when I was 16.
How does the son of American Christian missionaries become one of the most popular male geishas? I am American, blonde and blue eyed. I am known as "Golden Blue Eyes". As a male geisha, I provide entertainment by playing guitar or dancing. I also provide sex. I am 100% bottom which I learned from an early age.
I was born in Hakone, Japan to Christian, American, missionary parents. I grew up in Japanese culture and speak fluent Japanese. Because of the Japanese bath, I learned at an early age what adult men looked like naked. Although it is a law that men and women have separate baths, some facilities have only a rope across the pool separating the men from the women, so I learned what women look like naked also. I was aware that, even at an early age, I found the adult male body attractive.
There were other American missionary families in our area. One in particular would visit us, or we would visit them. They had a son, George, who was my age, so we had known each other since we were toddlers and were close friends. Whenever our parents would visit, George and I shared a bed.
One night, when we were fourteen years old, I woke up and George was on top of me. He was rubbing his groin against mine. I had an erection and the rubbing was creating a pleasurable feeling. Suddenly, my dick discharged something. I thought I had wet the bed. I rolled out from under George, who seemed to have slept through the event. I went to the bathroom and found that the discharge was a sticky substance with a musky smell. I washed my groin and changed my underpants and went back to bed.
The next night, I wanted to experience the pleasurable feeling again. So, I scooted next to George and began rubbing my hip against his groin. George immediately responded and began rubbing against me. My dick got hard again. George pushed me over onto my stomach and pulled down my underpants. He rolled on top of me and was rubbing his groin over my firm bubble butt. I could feel his hard dick rubbing between my butt cheeks. The pressure of his rubbing was causing my own hard dick to rub against the mattress. I was experiencing the pleasurable feeling again. Suddenly I felt wetness between my butt cheeks and George was grinding his hard dick up and down my butt crack. He rolled off of me and went back to sleep with his back to me.
I found that I could continue rubbing my erect dick against the mattress and keep up the pleasurable feeling. Soon I was experiencing the discharge again. I rubbed myself against the mattress until the pleasurable feeling and the discharge had stopped. I got up and went to the bathroom to clean myself. I not only had my sticky discharge in the front of my underpants, but I had George's sticky discharge in my butt crack.
I ran my finger up my butt crack and brought it in front of my face. The sticky discharge was cream colored. I sniffed it and it had the same musky odor as mine. It was in front of my nose, so I stuck out my tongue and tasted it. It didn't have much taste, at least nothing unpleasant. I stuck my finger in my mouth and cleaned George's discharge off of my finger. Not bad. I put my finger back in my butt crack and raked another glob of discharge out. I licked it off of my finger and savored the taste.
I then ran my fingers through my own pubic bush and raked up my own discharge. I put my fingers in my mouth and enjoyed the taste of my own juice. I discovered that I liked the taste of this strange substance and wanted more. I also had learned how to create a pleasurable feeling that created the tasty discharge. I couldn't wait until the next night to sleep with George again.
All day I was thinking about rubbing my groin against George to create another pleasurable discharge. George and I played video games for awhile. Then we took our skateboards to the park where we kicked around the soccer ball. After supper we were back to my room playing video games until bedtime.
When bedtime finally arrived, we undressed for bed. Normally we both slept in our tighty whiteys. Tonight, it looked as if George had an erection in his. I wanted to be sure he got the message that I wanted to continue our groin rubbing activity, so I took off my underpants and placed them on the chair with my shirt and pants. I sat on the bed, lifted the covers and shoved my feet in. I rolled onto the bed on my back with the covers pulled up over my bare chest.
George said, "Why did you take off your underpants?" "They felt too confining." I said. "I've been having erections during the night and the underpants seem to get in a bind." "Me too," said George. He pulled off his underpants and kicked them aside on the floor.
George stood beside the bed naked. We were about the same height but George was a little heavier than me. He had medium brown hair, cut short, and brown eyes. He had a round face with a warm smile. HIs body was plain with no muscular definition. HIs cock was uncircumcised and hung from a thick bush of curly brown hair. Firm round balls nestled under his cock which was beginning to rise from its nest.
I watched as George's cock got harder and harder and stood higher and higher. Fully erect, his cock was about six inches long. The cockhead appeared at the end of his foreskin. It looked like a big marble inside his foreskin. George was embarrassed and placed his hands over his groin. He pulled back the covers, climbed into bed beside me and covered himself.
We lay there quietly beside each other for several minutes. Finally, George said," Did you like what we did last night?"
I was surprised that he actually admitted to what we did. I thought he was asleep or at least acted like he was. George had a habit of being a very sound sleeper, and he would sometimes walk in his sleep.
"I did like what we did last night. It felt good. Did you like it?" I said.
"Yeah," George replied. "I was hoping we could do it again."
"So was I." I said. "That is really why I took off my underpants."
George rolled over and got on top of me. His hard cock was against my hard cock. Both of our cocks were leaking a little fluid. Not piss, but slick fluid. George moved his body back and forth, rubbing our balls and cocks together. It was beginning to feel pleasurable. George placed his hands on the bed on both sides of my shoulders and straightened his arms, lifting his upper body off of mine and putting most of his weight on my groin. This intensified the friction between our bodies and increased the pleasure. George began to move his body back and forth faster. The slick fluid leaking from our cocks was lubricating our groins to slide against each other easier.
Suddenly, George rolled off of me and told me to "roll over on your stomach."
I did and George rolled back on top of me. Now he was rubbing his hard cock against my firm bubble butt. His weight caused pressure on my hard cock against the mattress like it had the night before which felt good. I could feel George's cock sliding between my butt cheeks. Every once in awhile, it would hit my butthole. There was something about his cock touching my butthole that felt good. I arched my back I lifted my butt slightly. Now his cock hit my butthole more often. I was liking this feeling.
Suddenly, George's cock hit my butthole and he stopped. I could feel his cockhead pushing against my butthole. I pushed back. I wanted to feel his cock inside my butt. The fluid leaking from his cock provided some lubrication as he tried to push further against me. I relaxed my butthole and pushed back. HIs hard cock slowly slipped inside me. There was some discomfort as it pushed inside me, but there was also more pleasurable feeling. I continued to relax my butthole as George continued to push forward. Finally, George's cock was as far inside my butt as its length would allow. I was liking this feeling of fullness in my butt.
Then George began to move. Back and forth. HIs cock slid in and out of my butthole. There was something that felt so good as it moved inside me. George was moving faster and breathing heavier. I lifted my butt to take his cock as deeply inside me as possible. He was slamming his groin against my butt cheeks. Then, he shuddered and stopped. I could feel his cock pulsing inside me. He pumped against me some more and his cock pulsed more. He collapsed his upper body on top of me. He pumped his groin against me a few more times. We both lay there quietly.
We had experienced something fantastic, we had never experienced before. I was comfortable lying under George's body, his cock still inside my butthole. I think George had fallen asleep. I lay there savoring the pleasure I had felt. I fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up. George was still asleep on his side of the bed. I was not sure if what I had experienced was real or a dream. I did know I had to pee, so I got up and went to the bathroom. I was still naked as I stood over the toilet and released a warm stream of golden, yellow piss into the bowl.
Out of curiosity, I reached behind me and poked my finger against my butthole. It was tender, but the touch still felt good. I wet my finger at the sink and put a little soap on it. Then I pushed my finger against my butthole again. My finger slipped inside. There was that pleasurable feeling again. I worked my finger in and out. My cock began to get hard. I continued to work my finger in and out. Then I wet two fingers and put some more soap on them. They slipped inside as I continued to finger myself. I could feel the pleasurable feeling getting stronger until my cock was discharging the milky, musky fluid again. I used my other hand and stroked my hard, pulsing cock as it discharged the fluid. Finally, the sensation has passed and the discharge stopped.
I cleaned myself up and went back into the bedroom. George was just waking up.
"Wow!" he said. "That was really something last night. Don't you think?"
"Yeah, it was." I replied.
"I can't wait until we do that again." George said.
"Yeah, we have that to look forward to next visit." I said.
Today, George and his parents were leaving, so it would be several weeks before we had the opportunity to try our new discovery again. I wasn't sure I could wait that long.
To be continued.
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