Giant Onsen Hotel Yu-Topia　Chapter 2 - The Man in the Giant Pool Comparison

Isu Onsen Hot Spring Resort Hotel, 1st floor.

The indoor pool, located on the same floor as the lobby, is one of the most popular facilities attached to this huge hotel.

There are many types of swimming pools, and the view is great, and the water is heated, so even after the hotel's popularity has declined, this pool is still very popular. There were many visitors to the building, he said. The walls of the building were covered with large glass panels, so we could see the adjacent Lake Katamo Lake clearly.

"What do you think, isn't it magnificent?"

"... wow, well, this is quite impressive."

I couldn't help but marvel at the huge pool that seemed to be connected to the beautiful lake. . When I felt a little embarrassed and embarrassed, Mr.Ohyama nodded happily.

You may be a little too excited, but Mr.Ohyama speaks in a tone of voice as if she were talking to a child, and I couldn't help but get carried away.

"Alright, let's go change then, this way, and try not to fall down."

We walked down the pathway that led to the pool, with another overly polite guide. I couldn't see where he was pointing because his back was too big to see where he was pointing, even though he told me it was this way.

It's like a teacher and a student in tow.

As I was thinking about this, Mr.Ohyama's body in front of me suddenly stopped.

"Hmm.........hey, hey, you Ohyama. It's my lucky day again, eh?"

''.........Kumagai. That's not what you're saying, we're just using our own vacation time in a meaningful way too."

Suddenly I heard an entangled voice from the front.

Quite a way to say it. However, Mr.Ohyama's voice in return was also different from the soft bass tone directed at him, a roaring man It was the voice of the A touchy-feely, not so much, but clearly a thorn in the side on both sides.

"Mr.Ohyama, um, do you know each other?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry. This man is from my hometown. I often see him at the gym or something."

"So, what, you had a companion? You could have told me that in the first place."

It was probably hidden from view by Mr.Ohyama's huge body. The man who recognized this figure, Mr/.Kumagai, clearly changed his tone of voice from before.

''Hmm........sorry to make you listen to me so loud. --I'm sorry I made you do that, but I'm afraid it's your usual meddling. You can say no to Ohyama if you find him troublesome, but he has no boundaries. I don't have one."

"What do you mean? There are no limits to the amount of good that can be done."

His voice and tone had calmed down somewhat, but he still had a competitive attitude.

"That's why I said those values are meddling."

"I don't think you'll get the goodness that comes across if you keep putting your discretion first."

He seemed to be a gentleman and a cheerful man, but I wondered if he had some kind of history with this Kumagai man. I wondered if he had some kind of history with this Kumagai man. I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world. They are staring at each other, close together.

It's not that I'm groping, but two men with such stunning physiques, with their faces so close to each other that their lips are almost on the verge of touching, are harassing in many ways.

--However, they are too close at any price.

There are people who don't fit the warp, but even so, can they get this hot so suddenly?

I'm not sure I've ever met anyone before.

"You're the one who said you were going to show me around, but you're just trying to show off your prized muscles anyway."

"Don't be ridiculous!　I'm just genuinely trying to get him to enjoy himself!"

"I don't know. Besides, I'd rather have my  buff man's wrestling-trained, working body than this hot old man. It's a lot of eye candy, isn't it?"

"What? I'm as good as any man alive. I'm an etiquette-conscious kid, and yet, day in, day out."

They reached the locker room arguing with each other, opened the locker, took off their clothes, and kept glaring at each other and competing with each other the whole time they were undressing and taking off their underwear, occasionally showing us their proud muscles.

It's a feast for the eyes, but depending on who you're dealing with, it's complete sexual harassment.

In the meantime, before we knew it, it was a contest to see who could introduce this pool better...or something like that.

It was like a fight between two muscular men, yet it was like a child's fight.

It took a lot longer than planned, but the pool we were shown around in was truly gorgeous.

From a main pool for competitive swimming, to a shallow pool for children to play in, to a relaxing pool with hot spring-like water temperature, there is a wide range of attractions.

However, there were no family members in the pool, so it was almost deserted.

The guests here and there are mostly fit men who are sweating out in a swimming race, or taking it easy in the sun, or working out by water walking.

No one is doing the ceiling-covering waterslide, which is supposed to be the main attraction of the park. This makes the giant slider side even seem like a foreign object.

"Hmm?　Do you want to ride the waterslide?　All right, okay, let's get your uncle to buy you a paid ticket."

Mr.Ohyama, who misunderstood the gaze that looked up at me, somehow happily suggested it.

I gave him a terrible misunderstanding.

''No, no, it's more like I'm a bit bad at it...I've been through a lot in the past."

"Yeah, well, you can't have fun with Ohyama's treat, can you?"

"No, no, no, that's not what I'm talking about. Um..."

I'm sorry to let them misunderstand me and make me buy a slider ticket at this point. In the end, I gave up and had to be honest with him about the details.

It was a long time ago, when I was still very young, when my father took me to the local public pool.

He was so excited that when he slid down the giant waterslide, he was unlucky enough to have a scab that was about to heal from the impact of the scrape. The blood came out of the scabs. It's actually not a big deal, since it's blood coming out of a scab, but the water temperature of the pool and the fact that right after exercise I've been left with the impression that the blood flow was good and I lost a lot of blood due to .

If you ask me if I'm still afraid of it, it's a different story, but I'm pretty sure the waterslides and slides left me with a bad taste in my mouth.

"A childhood  bad experience, I guess."

"Well, yeah, I guess that's the way it goes."

There will never be a situation in your life where you have to go down a waterslide, and you'll overcome it I didn't think I had to. I didn't even imagine that I would be talking to two middle-aged men who were almost strangers to me.

"It's unfortunate, but it's not good. You don't become a strong man if you keep running away from what happened to you in the past."

"I'm not afraid of you, let me show you one thing," said Mr. Kumagai, turning to the slider.

"That's a crude way of putting it. You'd better not think of it that way, but think of it as overwriting it with pleasant memories!"

Mr.Ohyama denied Mr.Kumagai, but ended up going for the slider in the same way.

Each of us has different ideals, but at the end of the day, all we're doing is going to the slider first. It's like a race again.

What's the matter with them?

They didn't say they wanted to overcome their fears in the first place, or even that they wanted to ski, but it seemed as if they were looking for a reason to fight.

But I couldn't leave him alone, so I walked slowly and followed him up the steps of the slider. When I arrived a little later, I heard some arguing at the top of the waterslide.

"I got to know him before he did, so I should have the right to ski first!"

"What the hell do you care?　Besides, showing courage doesn't mean anything if you're not the best, I'm first."

They were rubbing their half-naked bodies against each other, trying to crawl into the entrance of the not-so-wide waterslide.

Their armpits and armpits are rubbing against each other and their feet and legs are bumping into each other. They never try to pull away from each other.

"I'm the one who can show you what a man's real thing is!"

"Kindness is what humans need!"

That was the last thing I heard him shout.

It was as if, at the same time, they were both swallowed up by the slider.

The sound of angry shouts and the rumbling of plastic tubes went down the tube.

Two of those huge bodies were in close contact and seemed to be being tugged by the intense water.

The end of the waterslide we headed to at a short run, the U-shaped place was planted with tropical plants and other things and was blindfolded.

We could still hear them arguing there.

They were safe.

There was not a scratch on them.

But there was an incredibly big problem that had been created.

..........

There was no color of the swimsuit that should be in the pool at all.

It was exactly the same color as the skin color of her upper body.

Their muscular and thick bodies are each a single color of skin color.

In other words, the two of them were completely naked in the pool.

"It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for. Please don't!"

"Shit!　You're pathetic!　Hey, Mr.Ohyama!　You messed with my swimsuit!"

"Nah, that's an accusation, I wouldn't be so cowardly!　This is what happens when you don't back off!"

"What?  Shut up !"

"Wait a minute, please calm down..."

To be honest, it was pretty funny to watch these two dads argue all the while hiding their hands between each other's legs.

I've been waiting for the swimsuit that came off the slider to flow, soothing the argument, but no matter how long I waited, all I could see was water coming down the slider.

"So...I think they probably have swimsuits at the store, so I'll get one. I'll get a replacement one.."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry it had to come to this..."

Mr.Ohyama is smiling apologetically with her hand on her crotch.

I know she's hiding an embarrassing place, but the exaggerated shrug makes it even more noticeable. . It's as if he wants to be seen.

"Damn, why is this happening? I'm sorry, please, as soon as possible."

Mr. Kumagai also put his hand to his crotch and looked like he had bitten down on a bitter worm in his midsection.

His eyebrows were furrowed in embarrassment, but the blush on his face seemed somehow odd.

However, it doesn't matter what they think of it. It's an all-male pool, but it's still a public place. I'll have to bring a replacement swimsuit with me soon.

The shop was located right outside of the pool, along with a souvenir corner.

"Excuse me, do you have swimwear for adults or something?"

"We have everything ready, but I'm sorry, it's off-season and our selection is very limited."

The male clerk said and pointed to the case in his palm. It's not like there's not enough of them. There were several colors, but there was only one shape on display. There was only one shape on display, a tight loincloth.

There was no choice. You can't replace your back. No, there is, precisely. You can take a towel.

But this loincloth would suit the two of us very well. To be honest, I had that feeling.

"Well, two white ones...."

When I returned to the pool, I could still hear the two of them struggling through the bushes of tropical plants that had replaced the walls. I wondered what the hell they were doing, even though they had to keep a low profile.

Mr.Ohyama seemed mild-mannered to begin with, and Mr.Kumagai, at first glance, was a social success. They seem to be men. Why do two people like that only argue and compete with each other when they look at each other? ?

As I trundled closer, I heard a chilling conversation.

"Well, yours is a 'dick' at best, and this is what a real man's 'cock' is all about."

"Don't talk about gibberish. What a vile vein. I might as well call mine a 'penis' compared to that."

They were out of the pool, no longer hiding their crotches, and had their genitals fully exposed to each other, comparing them as they would have liked.

They put their hands on their hips, their breasts taut, their muscles rising gingerly and shaking the one thing between their legs violently with a bang.

........A complete pervert. It's also a pair of guys.

But Mr.Ohyama and Mr.Kumagai didn't seem to notice that at all, and they continued to threaten each other.

''It's completely out of the question, if that's the case, we'll just have to compare it to the state of expansion it was in when it was in use!"

"That's some ballsy shit, dude. Can you get it up in this situation?"

"Hahaha, that's not hard at all. I think you're the one who shrinks back."

"What...?　It's the kind of thing that comes with the territory!"

They faced each other with their chested figures and squeezed out their genitals.

Huffing and puffing, they stared at each other and rubbed their rods hard enough to make a sound. I heard two low gasps mixed in, "Ooohhhh........"

"Ooh, how about that!　I'm binging, you son of a bitch!"

"Mmm, this one, too!　How about...!"

A fully erect rod. Two of my father's breathless dads, who were breathing hard as they brought the lifted glans close enough to collide with each other, talked about their own Two fathers with children, if you believe it, scream loudly at each other while dripping with lazy preening.

All to compare the size of each other's meat sticks and determine their superiority.

"Hmm, the length is...mmm, I'm more...no, about the same...?"

"Nuh-uh, almost even in thickness, almost to the glans..."

After having done this much, it seems that they didn't win this time either.

-- As I was thinking this, the two of them finally turned their hands to their erect cocks and began to shimmy and rub up and down hard.

"What do you say, buddy, pump it up, I'm not done with this shit yet!　Scrape, scrape, scrape, scrape to the limit.......Hmm!"

"I can't lose. I'm a man and I'm a father. I can't lose!　Huh-uh...!　Aaahhhhh...!"

Mr.Ohyama attacked the neck of the penis hard. Mr.Kumagai scrubbing the trunk hard. Both stimulate the place where their dicks feel each other's dicks, so that it may become harder, bigger, and more delicious. They are competing with each other in No, they are no longer competing.......and the name of the competition is almost gone.

The two of them are more than half immersed in their own world, handling their dicks in this huge pool of I'm intoxicated by the situation. Either way, it's an imposing masculinity or the delusion that you're beating your opponent, and either way, you've got your brain in a perverse world. I'm captivated by my cock as it melts.

Their hips began to move. My moans are starting to sound like screams.

Not good.

This is going to be too much.

"Hey, hey ! no more than that!"

"What? You, you, when did this happen?　Aaaaahhhh,noooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no, don't look my monster!"

Restraint was counterproductive.

They both reacted to the sudden voice at the same time, feeling shame, turning to pleasure, and then to ejaculation.

They were both splashing their semen into each other's bodies in a big way.

"No, I mean, I'm a bit late myself, but if someone had come to me like that..."

"No, no... I mean, I'm sorry I've been kind of out of sorts, but I just don't want to lose."

"I don't know, it's like a fire burned into my core... I don't know, it's a terrible excuse, but I just feel like... what the hell am I..."

They ejaculated and apologized over and over again as they scooped up each other's semen and poured it down the drain.

Apparently it was really just some weird heat up, or something like that.

I wasn't sure since I was just watching, but it seemed to have subsided now anyway.

Anyway, the first thing to do is to get dressed like this. The semen has been washed off with water, but the smell is still wafting all over the place. On top of that, I'm naked, so I'm a pervert with no excuse.

"Here, for now."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Yeah, I'm really glad you're here."

They reached out their hands in appreciation and ... took it without complaint that it was a loincloth and not a swimsuit.

" Does it look good on me?"

"What do you think? It's cool."

Eventually, the two of them, who had tightly fastened their six-footers, paused as if to say how they were doing, and headed towards us.

"I'm probably more masculine than you are, and it's only because of my manliness that I don't look like a pervert in a pool like this."

"A loincloth is still the way of Japanese boys, which means it's appropriate for me, a Japanese father."

They began to glare at each other again as they showed off their stunning bodies.

.............

They were supposed to have washed off their bodies well, but the smell of semen, which irritated their noses, wafted from the loincloth they had tightened.