A Close Encounter Of The Best Kind

A forced overnight in Osaka due to weather, many many moons ago, introduced me to a fellow stranded traveler. We had dinner in the small dining room and felt an attraction and went to my room. Small one bed, small one bathroom, Japanese efficiency at its best. But big enough for two hefty men to get a night time of fucking in. The next day early I caught my flight to Shanghai and he caught his flight to London.