Borders Crossed, Part One

This is a true story of how three people I know first met and fell in love. The following events are based on what has been recounted to me by the persons involved. However, their names have been changed to protect their identities.

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Borders Crossed
Part One

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On the southern Japanese island of Kyushu is a small village in the Miyazaki prefecture. Life there is simple and quiet. The area is a beautiful, lush green mix of semi-tropical forest, small farms and a stone’s throw from various shines and temples. It was also a painfully boring place for a junior high school student named Nanako Fukuda.

Nanako or Nana for short was an otaku, a Japanese nerd with an obsession for anime, manga and video games. She never got along well with the other girls in her class and was usually the butt of their jokes. She was under developed for her age at only 140cm tall, very skinny, a flat chest and had yet to have her period or grow any pubic hair. Despite this, she was a serious closet pervert.

She had seen an ecchi (erotic fantasy) comic when she was eight, and her sexual curiosity gradually grew more intense ever since. Now at twelve, she had gone past the simple romance comics with basic sex scenes to highly perverted depictions of tentacle monsters, orgies, gangbangs and even depictions of mutilations and murder. Although the last ones were not her favorite, they still sparked her curiosity. She would fantasize about all of it and was in a constant search for more exotic and perverse material.

A local man she knew was more than willing to buy her the videos and comics she wanted in exchange for a view of her naked cunny or arse. Occasionally she would be talked into letting him grope her a little, but it never went any farther than that. He was a sweaty, balding lolicon (a kind way of saying a pedophile), but it wasn’t that he was a pervert that disgusted her, but rather his demeanor. He was nervous, jittery and acted like some demented child every time he got see her privates or get a grope.

As much as she wanted to actually try some of the things she fantasized about, there was no one she knew that she was willing to try it with. The boys in her school were exactly that, boys. She wanted someone who could teach, guide and control her. In this she was not alone. However, the other girls she knew were all obsessed with the prettiest high school boys in town. It was very common for girls in her country to flaunt over pretty boys. It seemed that the more a boy looked like a girl the more popular he was. Nana had no interest in that. She had a very healthy curiosity about trying things with another girl, but when it came to the opposite sex, she wanted a real man. At first she thought about the yakuza tough guys she saw on TV, but became disillusioned when she met a couple of them in real life. She had a pretty good sense for people, and she was able to size these guys up quick. They were arrogant, loud and insecure. Sure they were low level thugs, but to an at the time eleven year old girl, it determined her whole perception.

She had decided from the many stories she read that a real man didn’t need to prove anything. This was one of the reasons she fell in love with American action movies. Seeing the big, strong actions heroes told her that she would need to meet a foreigner to find the man of her dreams. She put all of her effort into studying English, and wanted desperately to travel to America as soon as she could. However, as fate would have it, a pair of foreigners came to her.

She was on her way home from school when she saw them walking in her direction on the sidewalk. One was the tallest man she had ever seen. That isn’t to say he was extremely tall. He stood 185cm which when compared to the men in her town was very impressive. It wasn’t just his height that caught her attention. Her village wasn’t a typical tourist destination, and these were the first white men she had ever seen in person. On top of that, the tall one was blond haired, blue eyed and lean; she was instantly captivated.

As the two men approached her, she wanted desperately to talk to the tall blond man but with a hot blush creeping up her face she felt far too embarrassed to try. As they got closer though, she heard them arguing. “Tell me again why we’re here? I mean, when you talked me into coming here, you said that there would be cool things to see, but I doubt there’s even a decent bar in this town,” the tall blond said.

It was then that she took note of the other man. He was a bit shorter than his friend, but still tall to her at 177cm. His hair was a reddish brown, but she couldn’t quite make out his eye color because of his glasses. He was also bigger with broad shoulders, a large chest and had a strong jawline. She also found that his accent was different when he replied to his friend, “Yoo’re daft man. Look aroond ye, thes place is bonnie. Ah bit there’s aw kinds ay things tae see in these bens.” Nana thought it sounded sort of like English but couldn’t understand half of what he said.

As she was about to pass them, she suddenly blurted out, “There very nice shrine in canyon.” Both men suddenly stopped in their tracks and stared at her quizzically.

“Imagine ‘at, th’ lassie speaks English!” the darker haired man said with a big smile. He crouched down in front of her and asked, “What’s yer nam sweetheart?”

Her cheeks felt hot and she was sure she was blushing profusely. “Nana,” she said with a squeak.

“Nana, whit a brammer nam. Aam David an’ thes is mah mate Mark. He’s American, but dornt hauld ‘at against heem. Sae whaur is ‘at canyon ye tauld us abit?” He talked to her with a big smile, but as much as she wanted to, she couldn’t quite understand him.

Mark, the blond, could see the girl’s confusion and decided to step in. “You’ll have to excuse my friend, he’s Scotch. It took me a while before I could fully understand him too. I’m Mark and this is David; nice to meet you Nana,” he said with a smile. David gave him a pressing look and he asked, “oh yeah, David wanted to know where that canyon with the shrine is that you mentioned.”

Nana beamed at the fact that they were interested in her suggestion. “It a… you go… I show you I think,” she could hardly believe that she had the nerve to say that to these strangers.

They seemed equally surprised with the look they gave each other. “You sure that’s okay sweetie? I’m not sure how your parents would feel about you going off alone with a couple of strangers. Besides aren’t your parent’s expecting you?” Mark asked, thinking that going off with this girl was probably a bad idea.

“It okay my mom trust me. She at work, she no worry, and I have no dad,” she wasn’t lying, but the two men were right that she probably would not be okay with her going off alone with them. Even so, she felt compelled to spend more time with them and know them. Mark looked to David for advice, but received only a shrug in return. With that they hesitantly agreed.

On the way to the canyon Nana pressed them for information about themselves. She discovered that the two men had been college roommates and had just graduated. They were now on a cross-country trip through Japan before each of them went back home. Mark was from Seattle Washington, and David was from Glasgow Scotland. They had both gone to college in Massachusetts, but now that they’ve graduated, wanted to have an adventure before returning home and saying goodbye to each other. They debated about where to go since they each wanted different things. Mark wanted to party in a big city while David wanted to hike across a beautiful landscape and see ancient sites. They finally agreed on Japan.

They started off with an alcohol fueled party through Shibuya and Roppongi then made their way north all the way to Sapporo before turning around and heading to Nagoya, Osaka and Kyoto. There were numerous little places that they stopped at as well from David’s insistence. He loved looking through all the small towns and trying to talk to the locals with little to no success. He told Mark that it was important to appreciate the hidden beauty in all the little things. Mark could really care less. They both had gotten some very fine rides in Tokyo, and he was looking forward to getting back to the action there. However, for David the trip was about more than a few shags. He wanted to experience the entire country both big and small. He was always like this, Mark knew, since he had been dragged to every manner of hole in the wall, backwoods and middle of nowhere spot he could imagine.

After Kyoto, Mark wanted to go back to Tokyo where they had met a freaky pair of Japanese twins that gave them an amazing foursome. It wasn’t the first time they had fucked girls in the same room with each other. They had even double teamed a few girls back in collage, but watching those twins make out with each other and eat each other while they each got a piece, was perhaps the hottest experience of his life. They got the twin’s numbers and promised to call when they got back to Tokyo, but David seemed more interested in seeing every little shine and temple in the country first. Somehow, he even talked Mark into visiting Hiroshima. Mark was worried about radiation, but David told him it was perfectly safe. Marks complaining took a break when they found a little rock & roll bar in Fukuoka. He met a sexy little number who gave him one of the best blowjobs of his life that night. After that, he was in good enough spirits to follow David on random buses heading through Kyushu. Even David didn’t know where they were going and said that was the fun part. Mark was not convinced, but he knew once they made their round about pass through the island, it was back to Tokyo and the Twins.

Now following a girl who looked to be ten years old at most, was making him feel more than a little awkward. He did find it funny that he had to translate for David, so the girl could understand what he was saying. When they finally got to the shrine in the canyon, even Mark had to admit it was beautiful. They wandered around looking at the ornate little buildings and fish ponds before Nana showed them a set of stone stairs that led down to the river at the base of the gorge. They marveled at the bizarre way the water had cut through the rock and followed the girl who promised to show them something interesting.

Nana did have an interesting spot to show them, but she also wanted to be in an isolated spot with the two big men. She had a rape fantasy for a while and if it was going to happen she wanted these two men to do it.