Baby Blue Eyes
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I stood watching the traffic at a very chaotic intersection in Vietnam. Traffic lights seemed unnecessary to the people here; they just drove through the intersection without paying any attention. The sound of cars honking at each other seemed like a normal Vietnamese greeting when cars were about to collide, or if they had already collided. I was shocked and was about to help, but it seemed unnecessary. They just got up, dusted off their clothes, and continued driving as if nothing had happened
I was left speechless by the scene before I lost interest in the chaos and looked down at the GPS and Vietnam travel itinerary that's what I planned in my phone's note after I researched interesting places to visit in Vietnam
"Emmmmm...Temple Of Literature Van Mieu Pagoda? But if I go from Hanoi, how can I get there?..." I was a little confused because even though I had learned a lot, things weren't going as planned. Getting around in Vietnam is quite difficult because the language barrier makes it very difficult to communicate with the locals to get to the right place. I also want to save money on transportation, so I want to save as much money as possible. So, taxis are not my solution right now "Ahhhhh I need to ask someone around here before I get lost following the GPS to another city"
I looked around me to see if anyone could help or take me to the Temple Of Literature Van Mieu Pagoda?, but all I saw were locals speaking only Vietnamese, so I walked a little further, hoping someone would help me.
(Come this way, all you tourists who want to explore Hanoi, come this way. We are ready to take you to the famous places in Hanoi. Just pay us 20 dollas and you will visit 3 places with us. Hurry, seats are limited!!)
As soon as I heard the English word standing out among the crowd of Vietnamese speaking Hanoi, I immediately looked for the source of the sound, and I came across a group of people standing with a sign next to them that said "Hanoi group tour" along with the names of 3 famous places in Hanoi: 1) Temple Of Literature Van Mieu Pagoda 2) Tam Chuc Temple 3) Mega Grand World Hanoi
"Hello, I would like to know how to join a tour group." I asked excitedly before the person who seemed to be the tour guide took out a paper sign with a string around his neck.
"Sure, you can join right away for just 20 dollars. But what's your name?" The tour guide took out a whiteboard marker and was ready to write his name on the paper.
"I'm Jay....and this is 20 dollars to join this group tour" I said my name before pulling out 20 dollars and handing it to the tour guide.
"You're welcome. This is a name tag, so you can wear it in case you get dropped off so we can track you down....Enjoy with our tour" He smiled at me before turning to speak into the megaphone again to recruit more people to join the tour group.
Soon after, we added two more members to the group, bringing the total number of members in the group tour to 20.
The tour guide then began to announce some minor rules and emphasized the most important rule: try not to leave the group. It's best to remember the members and stay together, as there's a high chance of getting lost and mixing with other tour groups.
Everyone, including me, agreed before the tour guide led us onto a medium-sized tour bus that could comfortably carry 20 people. I got on the bus and before looking for a seat in the front zone, I sat next to a man who I later learned was Taiwanese after talking to him while on the way to the Temple of Literature Van Mieu Pagoda.
Yes, after the tour group had all arrived, they counted the number of members and immediately set off for the Temple of Literature Van Mieu Pagoda, which took about 10 minutes to reach.
"Okay. Everyone, follow me. I will introduce you to this place and its history." The tour guide spoke before slowly letting all the tourists out of the vehicle and having everyone stand on the side of the vehicle before raising the megaphone to make another announcement. "As I have warned you, try to stay in groups and do not go off in groups."
Afterwards, the tour guide took them all inside the Temple of Literature Van Mieu Pagoda. Everything about the buildings, the trees, the flowers, the nature, and the people were all amazing to me. I looked around and took out my phone to take pictures of everything. I snapped photos of almost everything of the place
"Woooow this place is so beautiful and amazing....I really love it" I continued to spin around and take photos, completely ignoring what the tour guide was saying or what the other people in the group were interested in or talking about. My sole focus was now on enjoying and taking as many photos of the natural surroundings as possible. "Wooooo~~.....Wait....Where has my tour group gone?"
Yes, because I was so focused on taking photos that I didn't notice that my tour group had disappeared. I tried looking around but couldn't see any. There were only other tour groups walking together, which made me even more worried. I tried to look for the group that I thought might be my tour group, but I still couldn't find them.
"Ahhhh this is so bad..." I sighed as I looked around as more and more people started to enter and many who had finished sightseeing were walking out in confusion. "I should stay here because if they come back, I will meet them."
"Xin chào, tôi có thể hỏi bạn đang tìm kiếm gì không?" (Hello, may I ask what you are looking for?) As I was looking around in confusion, I suddenly heard a man speaking in Vietnamese behind me. I quickly turned to look and was shocked when the person next to me was very close to me. I had to back away from him for about 2-3 steps before taking another look. If I had to guess, he should be a Vietnamese man around 25-30 years old. He seemed to have some taste in fashion because he dressed quite well. A grey shirt fit his biceps and triceps, and blue jeans with a black shirt draped around his neck made him look like a businessman or a model who was out for a walk. Plus, his face had a light beard that framed his face and down to his moustache, along with a stubble around his mouth. It made him look even more cool and handsome. "Có gì đó không ổn trên áo hoặc mặt tôi không?" (Is there something wrong with my shirt or face?)
"Oh....Nothing sorry for being rude." When he spoke again, I realized that I had stared and studied his face and body for too long, which was rude. I quickly apologized and bowed my head to him.
"Hahaha không sa-....That's okay. I don't mind about it....Actually, I should apologize to you for speaking so close to you that made you feel worried." As soon as I spoke English back to him, it was like a signal to him that I was a foreigner who could not speak or understand Vietnamese. That made him stop speaking Vietnamese at first, then switch to English. "But does it look like you're looking at something or someone?"
"Oh yeah, I'm looking for someone who is in the same tour group. I got lost from my tour group but I still haven't seen them." As I spoke, I looked at his face, and I realized that he was quite a bit taller than me, to the point where I had to look up to talk to him.
"Ahhhh...Your tour group hangs a paper sign similar to yours, Jay?" He pointed to my paper sign before reading my name.
"Yes, they hung up a paper sign like this and walked away with a tour guide in a red shirt" I held up the paper sign I had hanging up to confirm, and luckily I still remembered the color of the tour guide's shirt, which allowed me to provide much more useful information to my tour group.
"Emmmmmmm....." He paused for a moment before showing an expression like he had remembered something. "I just walked past them!! I remember the one walking in front was wearing a red shirt!"
"Really!!? Where did you see them?!" I asked excitedly when I heard the important clue that would allow me to return to my tour group.
"Ahhhhh I walked past them in the inner garden." He thought for a moment before pointing towards the inside of this place.
"Oh really? Are you sure it's them?!" I said with a look of excitement and joy that even in misfortune there was still some good fortune.
"I'm not sure, but I think it might be them" He spoke with a slightly uncertain expression. "Or do you want to try it out first? I can take you to the inner graden. If they are right for you, you can join the group and go back."
"Emmmmmm..." I thought for a moment because if what this Vietnamese man said was true, I could go meet them and join the group without wasting time. But if it wasn't true, there was a chance that things would go even worse. But now if I do nothing, I don't know how long I'll have to wait for them to come out. "Okay, then can I ask you to take me to the inner garden? Or if that's not convenient, just tell me how to go there."
"Sure! It's no problem. I'll take you there" I'm not sure if I'm seeing things, but for a moment I saw him smirk with satisfaction. It was like he had accomplished something, but it was only for a moment before he returned to his usual bright smile. But I didn't pay much attention to it because I was more focused on finding a tour group "Follow me"
"Okay" I followed him, trying to keep a little distance, but not out of my sight, maybe I can get lost again. As I followed him, I didn't forget to look for my tour group, if I found them, so this Vietnamese guy who helped me right now wouldn't have to waste his time helping me.
"By the way, did you come here with your friends?" As I continued to follow him and look around, this Vietnamese guy suddenly started asking me questions as if it was some small conversation
"Huh? Ah....No, I came to Vietnam alone. Didn't come with any friends or anyone." I rudely said "huh?" when he first asked because the question came out of nowhere and I was a little flustered. But once I processed it in my head, I answered his question honestly.
"Ahhh okay....It's good news...." His voice was so soft and muffled that it was impossible to make out what he was saying.
"Sorry, what did you say?" I asked him to make sure my ears were still good or if I should get my hearing checked.
"Oh Hahaha nothing, Jay. I just hummed along." When he finished speaking, he hummed happily.
"Ahhhh okay okay" I replied to him before slowing down a bit because I'm sensing his strangeness.
As I looked around again, I noticed that there were fewer people around me than I had initially seen. I wasn't sure if it was because I was now entering the inner zone of the Temple of Literature Van Mieu Pagoda, which was surprising because the inside should be more crowded than the outside. It was like I had entered another world.
"Emmmmm...My group tour, did they really go inside? It looks like a place that no one has been in for a long time." I looked around and the atmosphere seemed quiet, and now there were only one or two people walking around, so it felt very unlikely that there would be a tour group walking around here.
"Ahhhh maybe, this garden is open and limited to a few visits per day because the flowers inside are rare and fragile, that is why there are few visitors here." He turned back to answer my question with a face that remained relaxed and friendly. "But don't worry, I know there are still people inside, so we can still sneak in."
"Huh? But....oh hey!" I exclaimed in slight surprise when he suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me into the Inner Garden.
When he successfully pulled me into the inner garden, I was amazed because the environment inside was completely different from the entrance. It was like I had entered a world of novels, filled with various rare flowers. The space inside seemed much larger than it looked from the outside. There were fences that clearly divided each plot. Some plots had beautiful flowers in bloom, some still had sparse flowers, and some were still empty plots waiting for someone to plant them.
The scent of various flowers mingled together and hit my nose, making me slightly dizzy. But after a while, I was able to adjust somewhat and was surprisingly fascinated by the appearance of the flowers and their scent.
"Emmmm, before I walked out of the park, I saw them around there." He said before pointing his finger forward. "I'll take you there."
He didn't wait for me to answer and immediately grabbed my hand and dragged me along. Until now, I could feel him acting more and more strangely. It was as if he was leading me into something dangerous.
"Wait!! Hold on!! Are you sure my tour group is here?" When I felt that he was taking me to some random place, it made me feel unsafe. I tried to stop him by pulling my hand and stopping me from walking, but his strength was too much, so I chose to shout at him to stop.
"Emmmmm....Hehehehe Did you choose to plant your flowers in this plot? Good choice" He stopped walking before slowly turning around and giving me an evil smirk that gave me goosebumps.
"Huh? What are yo---- Ugh!" His strange words left me confused as to what he was talking about, but before I could ask any further, he pushed me into an empty flower plot, causing me to lie on the ground.
"Now it's time to use your seed to grow your flowers." He approached me before squatting down and speaking to me in a strange sentence, emphasizing the word "your seed", which made me even more confused as to what he was trying to say. But before I could reply, I felt something tighten around my wrists and ankles. "Ahhhhhh I feel like your flower plot needs your seeds now, so I won't bother you. I'll come back and see what flowers you planted and how beautiful they are....enjoy with your flower hehehe"
He got up and walked away, leaving me still confused about everything that had happened. My wrists and ankles were still tense, making my arms and legs less and less flexible.
"Let me go!! Ugh shit!" I struggled to escape the suffocating tightness, but the more I moved, the tighter the binding became, until now I was completely still and could only move my arms and legs slightly. "Agh! W...what is that?!" But I was shocked again when I suddenly felt something crawling around my waist. Before it could slowly pull down my pants and underwear, I quickly looked down and saw something that looked like a vine slowly playing with my dick.
"Ahhhh no no....Ghhghhh" I let out a moan but I tried to hold it in to fight my current feelings because this situation was getting stranger and stranger every second. "Fuck!! Stop!!.....Aghhhh Nghhhh"
The words that I'm telling it to stop only served to spur it on to play with my dick even more. It started to snake around my increasingly hard dick before it slowly played with the tip of the vine a little, teasing me like the real thing was about to begin. My body twitched with feeling like a spasm before my dick started to squirt out a thick stream of clear sticky liquid. It was undeniable that it felt really good and for some reason, I felt like I finally understood the meaning of the words "my seed"
"Ahhhhh so good...." I let it continue to play with my dick, letting my mind go blank and following my feelings rather than focusing on how weird the situation was. "Ughhhh!! My dick...Emmmmm" I closed my eyes and enjoyed the wonderful sensation the vine was giving me, moaning softly and heavily as the vine tightened around my dick. Before I could feel it, it felt like it was crawling into my dick hole, making me moan loudly because of the slight pain mixed with pleasure. But when I started to adjust, I moaned with satisfaction, and yes, I could feel it sucking for what it wanted my seed. That word kept popping up in my head more and more.
"Ahhhhhh....My seed....Fuck Nghhhhh..." Because the feeling of happiness mixed with the increasing pleasure was a good stimulus that made me release my seed, I knew that the vine was sucking my seed, but a small amount was not completely sucked and leaked out at my tip. My dick continued to twitch along with my seed that was still being released while the vine was sucking hungrily.
"Oh God.....Emmmmmm....Ahhhhh" I groaned in satisfaction as my dick stopped twitching to release my seed, and the tight feeling in my fingers, ankles, and my dick disappeared as if it was satisfied because it had gotten what it wanted. But when I relaxed for just a moment, a sudden scent of flowers mixed with something pungent made my nose sting and I coughed.
Cough Cough
"W...what is that smell!? That's so bad" I tried to cover my nose and try to push myself up to escape the pungent smell, but the smell was too strong, making me feel weak and fall back to the floor. I lay there, surrounded by the smell of flowers mixed with something else pungent, aimlessly, thinking that my life might end here.
But for some reason, as I closed my eyes and braced myself for the possibility of dying here, I found that this scent wasn't as bad as I thought. It was pungent, but the more I inhaled it, the more I realized it was the scent of MUSK fresh and intense at the same time, mixed with the scent of some unfamiliar flowers. And yes, it was a scent that made me dizzy and almost intoxicated at the same time, yet it also made me feel strangely relaxed. I don't know when I started inhaling this scent deeply and becoming addicted to it.
"Hmmmmm.....Ahhhhhhh feel so good~~~" I inhaled the scents and let out a relaxed moan, letting myself sink into the ground, now feeling something enveloping my body. My heart began to beat faster, and my body warmed slightly, as if my metabolism was being stimulated. I felt my heart pumping blood through every part of my body. I ran my hand over my now sweat-covered body, feeling my muscles tense as if I had been exercising intensely. I could no longer feel the fat on my body. I continued to moan and breathe heavily, the furnace within my body working relentlessly.
"Emmmmmm....Agh! My head!" I slowly opened my eyes and propped myself up from a floor filled with blue flowers I'd never seen before. Yet, I knew their name perfectly: baby blue eyes. That was the first name that popped into my head. I looked around and took another deep breath, but it immediately made me dizzy and gave me a headache. A jumble of memory raced through my mind. It was something I didn't recognize or understand at all, and it felt like it was rapidly replacing all my memories, catching me off guard and forcing me to accept it.
"Ahhhhhhh hehehe...." I tilted my head back and took another deep breath, this time filled with relaxation, as if I had been reborn. I smirked and laughed happily before cracking my neck and back to adjust to my new muscles. This made me realize that my shirt and pants are a little tight right now, but not so tight as to be uncomfortable.
"Từ nay trở đi, tôi xin tự xưng là Nguyễn Hải, một người đàn ông Việt Nam." (From now on, I am a Vietnamese man named Nguyen Hai.) Some memories and thoughts were still swirling in my head, but I knew who I was and what I should do next.
I admired the flowers in my flower plot for a while before walking along the garden path, not knowing where it would lead me. But in my mind, I knew one thing: that place was my new home.
"Tuyệt vời! ngôi nhà mới của tôi đây rồi!" (Ahhhhh....Great! my new home!) I walked along the path until it led me to an area of tents arranged around a large open space in the middle of a garden. I looked around and noticed some young Vietnamese men going about their daily routines, while others were preparing to go out. Observing each tent, I noticed a common characteristic: each tent had the name of a different flower displayed on the front, just like the flowers in the inner garden. I quickly looked for the sign with my flower name and found it – Baby blue eyes – next to my tent. Without hesitation, I hurried to my tent, aiming to relax and explore my own body.
Upon entering the tent, I didn't bother exploring the interior of my new home. I knew the inside looked quite spacious from the outside, but who cared? This was my home, and I could explore it whenever I wanted. What mattered more was my body.
"Emmmmm, cơ thể tôi nóng bỏng chết người luôn.....Nách và đường lông bụng của tôi hehehe tuyệt vời" (Emmmmm my body is so fucking hot.....My pits and my happy trail hehehe nice) I rushed into the bathroom and immediately stripped off my shirt. I ran my hand down my face, neck, chest, and stomach, playing with my sexy happy trail, arousing me slightly until I unconsciously bit my lip. Then I began exploring my pits more seriously. Flexing my arms, I revealed my hot pits, which smelled just like the ones I smelled when I was at my flower plot... fresh and intense musk. But now it was on my pits, so...I sniffed and licked my pits, moaning happily and relaxed, almost addicted to it. I did this for several minutes before pulling my face away from my saliva-covered pits.
"Mmmmmm... Tuyệt vời" (Mmmmmm...So good) I'm still aroused, I pulled my pants down and began exploring my big thing that is getting harder right now all night long....
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Next day
I don't know how long I explored my body until I felt tired and went to bed. When I woke up in the morning, I still felt a little groggy, maybe because I was still slightly intoxicated by my musk. But I knew it was time to wake up and live my life. So I put on the pants from the closet before going out onto the porch to greet my neighbors who were also out in the same time
Before I even started thinking about what I should do today—whether to take care of the flowers in my flower plot or go to my neighbors' garden to plant more flowers in other plot—
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Hello everyone who's visiting my blog! I hope you enjoy my first story of 2026. First of all, I want to say that everyone did a great job getting through 2025, and I hope 2026 will be a good year for everyone. Wishing you all financial success, career success, and good health!💪
Btw, if you'd like to try planting flowers in this garden, you can reserve your plot and share your hot body in my inbox (maybe it's better if you share you fav flower too)😈
