So this is how it feels like

I thought to myself

As I massage your narrow forehead

To touch you

Smooth, Japanese skin as I expected

You closed your eyes to the rhythm of my strokes

Down to the bridge of your small nose

"Lie on your stomach for P500", I jokingly uttered

I sensed your willingness

As I knead your back

Small frame, lithe but firm

"This is my favorite", I said

"It's good you found a part you like", you responded

As I slid my hands on your neck and chest

I noticed your hardness

As I breathed behind your ears

Your eyes closed to relish

As I kissed your nipples

More goose bumps formed I noticed

We were laughing as I explore

More sensitive spots

"Where are the others, sensuous man?” I queried

"No clues", you said

Your hands and feet get cold

When you are excited

"As cold as my heart", you declared

We caught each other's lips endlessly

Tongues rolling, exploring, tasting each other's juices

"That's 2 songs and a half long", I whispered

"Are you going to have sex with me even if i don't love you?"

"I don't care, as long as I enjoy it", I spoke

You wrapped me with your arms and legs

That pacified me to sleep

And we continued again as I wake

And went on after we were totally undressed

I savoured the wetness of your tongue

Gliding, from my lips down

To my neck and breasts and lower

Though I nearly threw you off when you tickled my tummy

You keep licking me hungrily

So this is the good life, I thought

And then you went

Inside me and thrust

"Not so rough, it hurts" I protested

But you haven't heard

And I got lost in the sensual pleasure of it until

You came and your weight descended upon me

We were both out of breath

For a while I thought we were united

As we snuggled deeper in each other's sweat.

 

Yen, 9 January 1996