Giant Onsen Hotel Yu-Topia Chapter 7 The First Day (Patreon)

"I had been committing obscene, perverted, and strange acts, both indoors and outdoors, alone and in pairs and in multiples, at every opportunity since I arrived at this hotel. Finally, I remembered. No, I became aware of it. I have that memory. I figured it out. ......"

"I'll cooperate with you in any way I can," declared Ohyama, and he began to talk about his own perversions with a sense of shame.

"But you see,...... I was not originally the kind of person who would repeat such a mistake. Believe me,...... it's only when I got to this hotel. I've been this open--that ...... I'll tell you anything, please believe me."

'I thought it was a dream,' he said. In other words, this was a declaration that the previous actions were the realization of Ohyama's wished-for schmooze.

"The day before you came to this hotel, it was ....... I went to the bathhouse to wash off my sweat after training. ...... That was ...... the first time, I think. ......."

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The Greek-style open-air bath, which reproduces the chalk townscape of the Mediterranean Sea, exists at the end of the stairs in the large bathhouse on the first basement floor and up to the ground floor.

The end of the bath is sloped, and can be used as a sleeping bath.

It was there that the "first incident" took place.

What a magnificent large hot spring!

Ohyama Hidekatsu, elated from his training, was ready to work up a sweat.

That was when it happened. His eyes fell on a sleeping bath right next to the spacious outdoor bath.

(How boldly it was set up! ......)

The baths, filled with very shallow water, were lined up horizontally in rows. This is also a luxurious structure, but that is not what caught my attention. It was the position.

Normally, these baths would be placed in a more secluded location. I have never seen such a thing placed right next to the main attraction, a large hot spring.

It is not a bad thing, but it would be seen by everyone who came to the hot springs. Families, students on school excursions, middle-aged men like myself, and people from .......

Just thinking about it makes me cower in embarrassment. I wonder what on earth they were thinking when they placed it like this.

(Mm, oh, that's ......)

Ohyama's predictions were generally correct. No, it was more than he had imagined. A large muscular man like himself lying in the bathtub was glistening with sweat and hot spring water, like an object of special prominence in the bath.

(Mmm...... mmmm...... that's not good, that's not nice......)

The muscular muscles, heaving and muscular, lay majestically like specimens.

It's as if he's declaring, "Please take a look.

(But ...... it's quite a magnificent body. ......)

It is no mean feat to make the body look this good. It is probably because of this confidence that he is so imposing. Maybe it's something they don't care about. It's not good to criticize anything without trying it, maybe. ......

Ohyama walked right next to him, as if tempted to wander.

'"..... it's nice hot water."

"Hi, I never get tired of it."

He was an effervescent young man.

"Have you used the training facilities here yet?"

"Yes, of course. It's so big that it's for top athletes. If I put on too much muscle, I would slow down my running, but I got carried away with the weights."

"When you say ...... running, do you play any sports?"

"I'm a baseball player. I'm a high school advisor by trade."

He was lying on the floor without a towel, exposing his body to the air.

I suddenly felt an itch.

He continues to be imposing even when spoken to.

I felt like an effeminate, pathetic man with a towel wrapped around my waist.

I heard the sound of the bathtub rolling in the water, mingled with the sound of the running hot water.

The sound of swallowing spit echoed clearly only within me.

If only I could expose myself ...... like this.

The reason I am furtively covering my front with a towel is not because I lack confidence in my genitals.

On the contrary, it is the opposite.

Since long ago, when I become aware of the act of being seen, I lose control of my proud penis.

That's why I even choose to take a bath at a time when there are few people around.

"But it's nice to be able to stretch out my legs. It's nice to be able to stretch out my legs."

"Yes, that's right. ......."

Yes, I came here to get rid of my fatigue. That's all.

I decided to lie down next to him and enjoy the bathtub. I put the towel firmly on my crotch, closed my eyes, and just enjoyed the warm water.

You can find more information at ..........

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But my mind was far from relaxed, and I was stumped.

What if I get an erection? What if they see me?

Two muscular men like this standing side by side would surely stand out quite a bit.

While I was closing my eyes, a group of people might be coming into the bathtub.

Oh, and if they do, they'll be at .......

I glanced at the young man beside me.

He was looking up at the ceiling with pleasantly half-melting eyes.

His face is completely distracted. If this face were to turn into a quizzical look at me, it would be .......

No, the man who spoke to me suddenly had an erection, so surely he must have misunderstood that I was speaking to him for "sexual purposes".

Oh, well, that's disturbing. I am not "gay" and this is a public place. I would never do such a thing. It's wrong.

Not that I have any racist feelings, but the ...... fact is that I am not "gay".

Oh no.

The more I think about it, the more I get stuck.

What happens if I get an erection?

How can I fake an erection?

Do I wrap more towels around it?

Or do I just laugh it off and say, "I'm too relaxed, ha ha ha!

What if I get an erection?　What if I get an erection?

That's all I can think about. All I can think about is my dick.

Maybe it will be hidden by these muscular thigh muscles.

Maybe the collaboration of this Greek bath, muscular muscles, and erection will look like a beautiful sculpture to people.

Surprisingly, then, it would be safe.

No, rather, it would be enough to make people look at ...... with envy.

Oh no. The most important thing to remember is that you don't have to be a good sport to get an erection.

It's not enough to get an ...... erection.  I'm not the only one.

"Oh ...... but it feels good ......."

As if interrupting and encouraging my fantasy, the young man raised his pleasant voice.

What a nice voice. He sounded really comfortable from the bottom of his heart. How easygoing he was, unaware of my impatience.

No, no. I was the one who was crazy.

His way of enjoying the bath is the right way. It is the way it should be.

"Yes, indeed. The temperature is just right, and above all, it's ----?"

I almost agreed with him, but then I couldn't believe my eyes.

The young man's crotch was rising and he was fully erect.

"The breeze caressing his skin was so nice ......, just like the breeze on his dick ......, ah, it feels so good ......."

What a pleasant voice.

It's no wonder.

The young ...... man, no, the muscle man playing baseball, had an erection that was sticking out like a sore thumb.

I looked around. There was a figure glancing at me.

This was not a private party. This was a public place.

--I wondered what was going on.

They were not so impatient, nor did they look at me with disdain.

They looked as if it was a matter of course.

What is going on?　What is going on?

"Ohhhhhh ......  great ...... "

Every time he says a word, his cock shoots up to the heavens. His body is like an active volcano floating in the ocean. The mountain is towering and magnificent, twitching as if it is waiting for the eruption to happen.

"My body is like a ...... volcano. ...... magma is climbing up my dick.... ...I mean, oh my god, it's soooo ...... gooey ...... horny and it's coming up ...... up! ......"

"What?"

He uttered the words I had in my head.

......... strange.

This is indeed not something that can be put away as a coincidence.

If he sees me.

If you get an erection.

Like a volcano.

All of these events that I ...... Oyama Hidekatsu fantasized about are unfolding before my eyes.

Is this real?

Such ...... as this ......

All the things I want happen, like a dream. .........

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"Then I realized that this reality was a delusion. I was tired right after training and the warmth of the bath was making me sleepy. ......"

Besides, that ...... I sometimes have trouble distinguishing between reality and delusion, so I went to ...... the hospital and consulted a doctor. But he said that it wouldn't affect my daily life that much, and since I hadn't had any problems before, I thought I'd be fine. ......"

His statement was difficult to understand. But I knew it was true from the seriousness of his expression and his previous experiences.

"Then I lay down, just as he did. This was a dream, this was a fantasy. I couldn't stand the thought of it anymore.

I took off the towel and exposed my pole. Ah, that moment. I was already erect and stiff in no time, and then--"

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A super huge cock with a lower bend. That's my one.

His upper warp, lying on his side, is as good as mine. Or rather, when they are lined up like this, their different meat rods complement each other, making them look more muscular, magnificent, and beautiful.

Oh, my God.

What a feeling!

I can't believe I've never tried this before. .........

"Oh ...... wow, this feels really good, this feels really good ...... ahhh ...... the sensation of my thing cutting through the wind.... ...oh my gosh......"

"Wow, you've got something really nice. ......"

"You have a magnificent cock to match mine."

"Heh, yeah, we have great dicks."

Our two male rods groaned at the same time like brothers in the excitement of having a cock and a mouth in such a place.

I could see the clear, thick runny runt dripping down and mixing with the hot water.

What a perverted sight!

And with so many men watching us do it.

"Look, you're getting a lot of attention."

"Yes, well, a big guy like us must be the center of attention."

"Oh, yes. it's no wonder."

I deliberately rocked my hips to match the word "no problem".

I could feel myself shaking the rod.

But I am not alone, right next to me, a man with muscles as big as my own shakes his rod in time.

Ah, it's okay to do this. It's okay to do this.

The pleasure of being allowed to do this and the pleasure of being watched made me want to come right now.

I want to ejaculate, spit it out, and spread my stinky juice all over the place.

Ejaculate in the bathroom--

"Oh, I think I've reached my limit. I can't stand it if I'm a man. Well, after you."

Faster than my hesitation could be resolved, he slammed his upper body into the bathtub with a thud, his proud upper back bouncing with a jerking motion.

Faster than I could say, "No way," the next moment, a foul smell gushed out.

"Oh oh ......! It was the best for fatigue!"

Not just leaking.

I could see a large amount of semen, more than the male juice he spits out during sex, flowing dutifully from his meat pole.

"Oh~~♪ Haaaaaaah!"

Semen that is as strong as the force of the hot water.

A male odor that pushed away the smell of sulfur.

The gasping voice that seems to echo all over the bathroom, not just me beside his.

Oh, no, no, no! if I ejaculate ...... like that.

"Oh, ah! This, ah, feels so good .........♪"

At that enviable moment, magma overflowed from my pole.

The pleasure was unexpected, yet more than I had expected.

It was as if my whole hot body was melting and flowing.

The semen, which had lost its momentum, sloshed and crawled between his muscles. It is just like magma.

"Ahhhh!"

I was screaming as loud as he was or even louder, twisting my body and ejaculating all the time, all the time.

He said he was the advisor of the baseball team and I was the one who was given the responsible job.

The two men were having a perverted moaning session, exposing their unmistakable appearance.

As if they shared the same source of flow, they were exposing the same kind of panting, the same kind of muscles, and the same kind of nastiness, and they were ejaculating in the same way.

If I did this, I would be socially dead in a single shot. I would not be spared.

No one would respect me anymore. As a father, I will have to live as a perverted father for the rest of my life.

"I can't be an advisor anymore if they find out about this. ......Ah, but it feels so good."

"Wow, me too ah......ah, what kind of face should I make to the kids......aah......ah♪"

That's what I thought, and that's what I've been unable to do all this time. ......

And now it's coming true. It's coming true in this hotel, in this bathtub.

Don't worry, this is just a dream. It is my fantasy.

Nothing is wrong. ......

We continued to ejaculate, intoxicated by the irretrievable pleasure.

"My name is Tadikara iwao, and you should come watch my next match."

After he ejaculated, it was as if he had lost his possession.

He was acting abnormally just a few minutes ago, but he stood up as if nothing had happened and asked me to shake his hand.

I said, "Yes, by all means, I'll be there to cheer you on."

I responded with a twitch of my newly ejaculated cock.

This brisk greeting was indicative of the fact that nothing had happened.

Nothing happened.

I was just lying there, taking a nice bath. Nothing happened.

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"Yes, I thought I was delusional. It's just too convenient for this. ......... Yeah, but to you listening now, that's what you'd think, what a convenient 'fantasy story' ....... But they really didn't seem to be aware that they were 'doing something obscene', and that attitude makes it seem like there really, really wasn't anything wrong with it....... ...... ......"

I had no intention of tormenting or disrespecting this person like that.

Precisely, it was far from it.

"Mr. Ohyama, you said earlier that you spoke the same words that came to mind, could this be ......"

He said he was excited and ejaculated as if he was sharing a wellspring.

Sharing.

No, to be precise, this is more like ...... contamination or infection.

If it were shared, there should be a much greater variety of fetishism and sexual activity going on.

But everything we have seen so far seems to be an extension of ...... Ohyama's fetishism.

If that is the case---.

When Mr. Ohyama finished telling the whole story, he realized that all of his acts were real, and he still had a stiff, ravenous erection from the excitement and guilt of it all.