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The Plastic Seat's Predicament

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Lenny is closeted gay and friends with the college quarterback Ben, and they and the whole football team go on a trip to a Japanese onsen together, Lenny somehow transforms into one of the small plastic portable stools that are made for men sit on to soap up their bodies and rinse themselves off when they get out of the hot pools, and no one saw. Lennies face is the seat of the bench and big burly and hairy Brad is about to get out of the hot pool along with many of his other football friends.

Chapter 2: Building Tension

The sun was a blazing orb in the sky as the team's bus pulled up to the entrance of the Onsen. The air was thick with humidity, the scent of sulfur hanging heavy in the air. The Onsen was a sprawling complex, built into the side of a hill, with multiple pools fed by natural hot springs. A dense canopy of trees shrouded the buildings, their leaves whispering secrets in the breeze. The rhythmic sound of water cascading down terraced rock formations filled the air, a soothing symphony that seemed to whisper promises of relaxation and indulgence.

The team had been given the run of the place for the evening, a private affair arranged by the coach as a way to build camaraderie and team spirit.

Lenny and Ben had decided to explore the baths together, peeling off their clothes in the changing room and wrapping themselves in the traditional yukata robes provided. The air was thick with steam, the scent of minerals and the faint echo of laughter and splashing water creating an atmosphere of pure decadence.

They stepped into the largest of the baths, a massive natural pool fed by a waterfall that cascaded down the hillside.

The water was hot, but not unbearably so, and it felt amazing on their skin.

Ben let out a low whistle, looking around with approval. "This place is fucking incredible, Lenny. I can't believe we get to have the run of the place like this."

Lenny nodded, his eyes scanning the area. There were a handful of other guests scattered throughout the bath, some alone and some in pairs. He felt a flutter of nerves in his stomach, but he pushed it down. He was determined to enjoy this experience, no matter what.

They found a spot near the edge of the pool, close to the waterfall.


Ben sank down next to him, letting out a deep sigh of contentment. "Damn, this feels good."

Lenny nodded, closing his eyes and leaning his head back against the tiled wall. The sound of the waterfall was soothing, the steady rhythm lulling him into a state of relaxation.

He also realized being here, while he had an amazing night with Lisa and his body still felt flushed and dazed from last night, he was definitely still more attracted to men. The thought of having sex with Ben, another man, made his cock twitch and harden in his yukata. He looked around the pool, avoiding eye contact with anyone, trying to hide his growing arousal. He needed to get out of here and cool off.

But before he could get up, a voice interrupted his thoughts. A deep, smooth voice that sent shivers down his spine.

"Mind if I join you?"

Lenny opened his eyes and looked up to see a stunningly handsome man standing in front of him. He was tall, with short dark hair and piercing blue eyes.

His body was lean and muscular, his skin tanned and marked with intricate tattoos that wrapped around his arms and up his neck. He was wearing a simple black swimsuit, but it did little to hide the impressive bulge between his legs.

Lenny's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a jolt of electricity run through him. He looked up at the man, his eyes wide with a mix of surprise and desire.

"Uh, sure," he stammered, trying to hide the fact that his cock was already hard and aching for release.

The man smiled, a wicked gleam in his eyes as he took in Lenny's discomfort.

"You look like you could use some company," he said, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down Lenny's spine.

Ben looked up at the man, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Who the fuck are you?" he asked, his voice tight with suspicion.

The man just laughed, a deep sound that echoed off the tiled walls. "Call me Kaito," he said, extending a hand towards Lenny. "And you are?"

Lenny hesitated for a moment before taking Kaito's hand. It was warm and strong, his grip firm but not overpowering.

Lenny felt a spark at the contact, a jolt of electricity that seemed to shock his entire body. He looked up into Kaito's eyes, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. The world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them, the heat of the water, and the intense connection between them.

"Lenny," he finally managed to say, his voice barely a whisper.

Kaito smiled, a slow, sultry curl of his lips that sent a wave of heat coursing through Lenny's body. He felt his cock throb in response, the arousal from earlier returning with a vengeance.

He could feel his heart racing, his breaths coming quicker, his body tingling with anticipation.

Ben looked up at Kaito, his eyes narrowing slightly. It was warm and strong, his grip firm but not overpowering.

He felt his cock throb in response, the arousal from earlier returning with a vengeance.

"Dude, don't be a creep. You're making Lenny uncomfortable."

Kaito let go of Lenny's hand, but his eyes never left Lenny's face. "I'm not trying to make him uncomfortable," he said, his voice a low growl. "I'm just trying to get to know him better." He looked up at Kaito, his eyes locked onto his.

He felt an unfamiliar sensation stirring within him, a primal hunger that he couldn't ignore. He felt drawn to Kaito, like a moth to a flame. He wanted to know more about this man, wanted to understand this inexplicable pull he felt towards him.

But before he could say anything, Ben stood up, his eyes flashing with anger. "You need to take a fucking hint, man. Lenny isn't interested. Leave him alone."

Kaito looked at Ben, a smirk playing on his lips. "I think Lenny can speak for himself." He looked back at Lenny, his eyes intense and piercing.

Lenny, feeling overwhelmed by these intense emotions decided he needed to get out of there and put dome space between him and all things male. Abruptly, he stood up and said, “he’s being weird but not bothering me. I need to go to the bathroom though, so I’ll see you in a bit.” Then, maybe a little too quickly Lenny fast walked for anywhere but there. His head swimming with the thought of escaping his current situation and Ben’s overprotectiveness. He weaved through the trees, the air growing denser with humidity the further he strayed from the baths. And got closer to the showering area. He went into the building and thought it would do him good to rinse off.


The men’s spa area was cavernous, with multiple shower heads and faucets lining the walls, and steam rising from the water. Between the experience he had with Lisa last night and the sudden burning he had for Kaito, Lenny’s mind and body were both roiling with confusion and he didn’t know what to do.


He moved past several men who were washing themselves in the shower area, trying to push away the unexpected and overwhelming thoughts. He knew he needed to get away from the baths, but the mixture of steam and humidity made him feel dizzy and slightly disoriented.

He turned a corner and spotted a darker, more secluded area of the showers, and he veered off towards it, hoping to find some solitude. As he approached, he realized that the showers here were not occupied. He sighed in relief, not wanting to be confronted by anyone, and quickly stripped off his yukata.

The cool water felt like a balm on his overheated skin, and he let the spray wash over him, trying to clear his mind.

He heard footsteps behind him and turned to see a tall, well-built man entering the shower area. The man's eyes scanned the room before landing on Lenny. A slow smile spread across his face, and he began to walk towards Lenny, his hips swaying with a confident, predatory grace.

Lenny felt a jolt of surprise and arousal as he recognized the man as Kaito. What the fuck was he doing here? Had he followed him?

Lenny’s heart pounded in his chest as he watched Kaito approach, his eyes never leaving Lenny’s. There was no escaping it now; Kaito had sought him out, and the intensity in his gaze told Lenny that he wasn’t going to let him go so easily.

Kaito stopped a few feet away from Lenny, his chest heaving slightly from the heat. He was close enough that Lenny could see the beads of water dripping down his toned body, could smell the faint scent of his body wash mingling with the steam.

Then Lenny turned and ran. Clearing the corner, just out of Kaito’s site, his foot caught a rogue showerhead house left abandoned on the floor. His naked body tumbled through the air, and the last thing he saw was a small, plastic, portable stool for sitting on when soaping up and showering off, as his face collided with it and everything went black.

Kaiti turned the corner in chase, and stopped. Puzzled. As Lenny, his prey, was no where in sight.



Kaito’s eyes narrowed, his brow furrowed in confusion. He knew Lenny couldn’t have gotten far, but he also knew that this wasn’t the kind of place where you could just wander off and not be noticed. He looked around, his gaze scanning the shower area, trying to spot any sign of Lenny.

however, he was no where in sight. All he saw was a shower hose lying on the floor and 2 plastic sitting stools lying in the middle of the walk way on the ground. One of them turned on its side.

With a sigh of defeat, but confidant he would find his prey at some time or other, Kaito hung up the shower head, righted the stools, and placed them both under separate shower heads lining the wall, back where they belonged so they’d by ready to sit on for the next nude male guests that needed them.



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