In his rather large bathroom. The young master stood there in front of the sink and had put his clothes on the counter. Looking only at himself in the mirror. His face was red and he looked like he was out of breath. As he stared he starts thinking to himself. "Man...So much had changed since I was a kid. As I grew, I notice that so much had changed. First I saw a happy go lucky child. The world was it's playground and he had loving parents. Who try there hardest to be there for him. Then a hyper young teen who seems to get into a lot of trouble." He stopped looking and turned away. Going over to the shower and turning it all. It was a rather large shower. Not only could you fit another person in there, but there was a bench to sit on. In case you didn't feel like standing. As the waster was warming up. Kazuhiko strips off all his clothes. Standing there in his birthday suit. He was in excellent shape. He had no scars, freckles, moles, and he lost all the baby fat.
"Then the kidnap happened and I broke down." he said to himself. Stepping into the rain and closing the door behind him. Tilting his head back and let the stream hit his chest. "That's when my mother and father decided to hire someone to watch over me. Because they knew that it wouldn't be the last. Before Touya came. Everyone one who was hire didn't stay for long. I couldn't blame them. I bet I was a nightmare. But I really can't remember.". Grabbing the soap bar that was from Paris, France. Having a wonderful smell of vanilla beans and coffee. Something his mother got for working with some partners over there. Starts rubbing it all over his body. Starting with the arms. "All I could remember was him. Even though he was taking his job serious. He did one thing that the others didn't do. He treat me like an actual person. He always smiled and talk to me in a kind way. He made me fell like I can be okay. That nothing was going to harm me again. Maybe that's why I opened up to him. I felt so weird with the others. I wonder what I was like when he first started watching me?" he thought for a moment.
As he moved more down south. Something was started to feel strange. It was stinging, but it was getting harder and harder. Looking down, he saw it. That his cock was getting hard again. "What the?!" he mumbled to himself. It was getting a little annoying. This been going for awhile now and he doesn't understand. Mostly his friends joke about it. So he does understand why it was. But he doesn't understand why? He wasn't thinking about girls in tiny mini skirts. In fact, he doesn't think of girls at all. As the young master thought about this. He replayed what happened moments ago. When he asked his bodyguard if he really have to go to the dinner thing tonight. Promising him that he will always be there for him. Feeling his firm, but gentle hand on his shoulder. Giving a gentle squeeze to let him know things will be okay.
He had his eyes close and was breathing through his mouth. Without really knowing it. He was pumping himself. Stroking himself fat and hard. His breathing became heavy and it almost sounded like he was gasping. Moaning with joy as his thoughts of Touyastarted with a gentle touch on the shoulder to him topping him and trashing inside. Soon he let out one more loud moan and climax to the shower floor. Opening his eyes. He saw what he had down. Watching the trail of his semen go down the shower drain. "Did I really just-" he thought. Before realizing something important. "Oh man I'm running late!" he was falling behind schedule.
Washing the lower part of his body again and shampooing his hair quick. He stepped out of the shower, almost slipping to the ground. Drying fast and hard with a towel. Getting dressed and brushing his hair and teeth. He would of shaved as well. But for some odd reason he had really smooth skin. It took him weeks just to get whiskers. But then his father told him to shave so that he looks clean and not some kind of punk. Once he was all finished. He dash out and looks for the nearest clock. Which was on his night stand and sees that they were about seven minutes behind. "Crap!" he said. "We are running late." he thinks out loud. Then looks at Touya. "Quick think of a good excuse to give." he told him. Because his mind was blank.
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