Tokyo Boys

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TOKYO BOYS
Chapter 26


“Sen~sei~” Daisuke chanted playfully as he knocked on the teacher’s opened door.

“Hasabe-kun…” Shouji raised his head from his papers. “What do you want?”

Daisuke closed the door behind him. “Oh I just thought we could have some study session…” He reached to his pants pockets and fished out a condom. “You could teach me about safe sex…”

Shouji sighed, clicking his pen in anxiety. “We can’t do this at school… you need to learn to control yourself…” He winced, thinking how hypocritical he sounded.

He had completely lost control with the boy the night before. He had turned into the kind of adult he hated most: A cheater, a liar, a pervert.

Daisuke smiled at him. “Well, it was worth a try…” He shoved the condom back in his pocket. “Do you mind giving me your phone number and email?”

“Phones are prohibited in school…” Shouji reminded him.

“Oh, so strict… I just thought I would need your address to inform you if I’m late for dinner and stuff like that…” He winked at him.

Shouji sighed and took out one of his business cards. Daisuke picked it up, tracing the embossed letters with his fingers.

“Thanks.” He smiled. “I’ll see you later…”

Shouji sighed when the boy left his office. What was he going to do with him?

~*~

The prohibited phone started buzzing with an incoming call. Daisuke took it out, ready to hang up, when he saw it was Tachibana. He decided he shouldn’t be ignoring him anymore. Tachibana must have been worried about him. He excused himself and left his friends, answering his persistent caller.

“Wait, I’m at school…” he whispered into the mouthpiece and ran up the stairs to the roof, closing the door behind him. “What’s up?”

“Where are you? Are you insane or just stupid?!?” Tachibana nearly screamed at him. “How could you go to the boss for money? And here I was admiring you for having a decent job… how could you let Taka set you up like that?!”

“Ah, that…” Daisuke chuckled, realizing Tachibana had found out about his special job.

“The boss is looking for you. He’s kind of angry. I tried talking to him, I explained you’re still in High School… but he wants to get his money.”

“You told him I’m in High-School? Shit, you didn’t tell him which one, right? He probably wants to kill me…” Daisuke tensed.

“No. I gave him some of the money, so hopefully he will let you go, but it’s best you don’t come over for a while. I’ll have Taka and the others help pay and get you off the hook…”

“Thanks, Tachi… I appreciate it. I’ll definitely—”

The bell cut their talk short.

“I have to go. I’ll pay you guys back, I promise!” he said quickly and hung up.

He wasn’t sure how he could do that, and the concerns started to gnaw at him. He hated feeling uneasy. He counted on Tachibana to take care of things for him, but he figured it would be best to change his phone number and e-mail address, just in case.

~*~

“Welcome home, sensei~” Daisuke, along with some delicious smell of a meal being cooked, greeted Shouji when he entered his apartment.

“Dinner is almost ready… you’re late today,” the boy hummed as he tossed the noodles he was preparing with the pasta fork. He was wearing a frilly pink apron over his clothes.

Shouji loosed his tie and sat down at the table, surprised to see the table was already set with some first dishes that looked quite delicious.

“I didn’t know you can cook…” he said. “Honestly, I’m surprised.”

“I paid close attention during cooking lessons in middle school, since my mom doesn’t cook so much, and I was taking care of my younger brother…”

“Ah, I see… the reliable older brother.” Shouji rubbed his chin. “Did you talk to your brother since you were…?” Shouji asked carefully.

“No.” Daisuke tossed the calamari, mixing it with the vegetables and noodles. “I don’t know what to say if I see him…” His tone indicated to Shouji he didn’t finish talking.

“The truth is I worry about him… without me around, I’m sure the parents put a lot of pressure on him…” he said quietly.

It occurred to Shouji the boy’s choice of words had already shown he has alienated himself from his family.

“You should see him, it seems like you care for him.”

“I think he hates me…” Daisuke said with a chuckle. “In fact, he’s the one who ratted me out…”

“Really?”

“Yes. We were fighting a lot… and I think he was a little jealous it looked like the parents liked me more…”

“I’m sure he looked up to you… younger brothers often want to be like their older brothers.” Shouji got up the take a glass of water, before returning to his seat.

“Do you have a younger brother?” Daisuke asked, throwing a glance at him.

“I do. Also a younger sister. But they’re living in Nagano. My parents as well.”

“Do you have…” Daisuke lingered on the question, “good relationship with them?”

“Yes. We’re keeping in touch. And also…” Shouji took a sip from his glass and swallowed. “They know I’m bisexual, I came out when I was dating Itsuki… um, my ex boyfriend, during college. They didn’t mind that I brought him for a visit...”

Daisuke was quiet, just tossing the noodles.

Shouji sighed. Before he could say anything, Daisuke turned around, holding the pan.

The teen smiled warmly at him. “I wanted to wear nothing but the apron but it’s too cold…”

“Thank god for that…” Shouji mumbled. “That’s Tomiko’s apron, by the way.”

“I know… I didn’t think this frilly thing belonged to you…” The boy laughed.

“Do you need help?” Shouji got up when he noticed the boy glancing at the counter. He was happy to move on from the awkward subject.

“No, it’s okay, I just need a bowl for this…”

“Wait, I’ll get it for you…” Shouji rushed to the cupboard. “It’s here somewhere.”

“Over your head.” Daisuke indicated. “Don’t you ever go into the kitchen?”

Shouji laughed. “Well, Tomiko hates if I put things where they don’t belong... she likes her own order…” His voice faded. “I should call her.”

Daisuke put the noodles in the large bowl and brought it to the small dinner table. “I’m sorry I got in your way…”

“Liar, you’re not sorry at all…” Shouji sniffed him when he leaned over.

Daisuke laughed, “Okay, okay… you’re right…” He pecked a kiss on the man’s lips.

They sat down to eat and Shouji picked up his chopsticks.

“Mmmmm, it’s delicious!” He delighted over the food.

“Thank you.” Daisuke smiled. “I’m glad you like it.”

He picked up his own chopsticks and began eating.

“By the way… I need your written permission to go to Kyoto…” Daisuke grinned, running his tongue over his lips as he watched his teacher squirming in his chair. “Since you’re my guardian now and all…”

“Ah… I wonder if I should let you go…” Shouji said, resting his chin on his clasped hands. “It might be more convenient for me if you stay behind.”

Daisuke made a face and leaned back. “Well, you know… it might be more inconvenient for you if you knew I was having a lot of free time on my hands and visited places a high school student shouldn’t visit…”

“Fine, fine, you win…” Shouji reached out his hand. “Let me sign that paper.”

Daisuke grinned. “You’re so cute, sensei.”

“And you’re so not cute…” Shouji retorted and stuffed his mouth with pasta. “But you’re a damn fine cook…”


After cleaning up the kitchen, Shouji sent the boy to do his homework. Daisuke made himself comfortable in his teacher’s private desk and stared at his text book. His eyes wandered to Yuuto’s painting. He thought he should go visit Yuu-chan one of these days. Homework was more fun when he did it with him.

He heard Moriyama-sensei talking on the phone and his attention quickly diverted. It was obvious sensei was attempting to keep his voice down so Daisuke wouldn’t hear him, but the boy understood from the pieces of words he could hear, that sensei was having another fight with his girlfriend, because of him.

When the house became quiet, Daisuke returned to his homework, but still had a hard time concentrating. He wanted to feel sensei inside of him again. That’s all he could think about and he closed the textbook with a thud. He stayed in the chair, glancing at the computer, tempted to play some online game. He heard the water in the shower running and a devilish grin spread on his lips.


Shouji finished soaping his hair and opened the stream again, letting the water wash over him. Suddenly he felt Daisuke behind him, embracing him tight. He opened his eyes. “What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” Daisuke replied and his hand traveled down to Shouji’s groin. “It’s the first time I see sensei’s body…” he said as he started rubbing him. “Not bad…”

Shouji turned sharply around and forcibly lowered the teen’s head to him, kissing his lips. “You have the body of a man… but you’re nothing but a child…” he said softly against the boy’s lips.

He pushed Daisuke against the wall, adjusting himself to penetrate him.

“You’re so rough today, sensei…” Daisuke laughed, holding himself up against the cold wall.

Shouji didn’t hear him, he pushed into him with one swift motion, nailing him into the wall as the water kept running over them.

Daisuke had to support himself so he wouldn’t crush his face into the wall. His strained cock was begging for attention and he ran his hand over it, fast. He felt Moriyama-sensei touching his core and it made the semen ooze from him, shooting out in thin streams.

Shouji pulled out of the boy and grabbed his cock, stroking it for a moment before spraying his hot seed over the boy’s lower back and bottom. It washed quickly under the stream.

“Come here…” he whispered huskily and closed the water, pulling Daisuke with him to the tub that was ready with hot water.

Daisuke sat down first and when Shouji joined in he pulled him into his lap, cuddling him and wrapping his hands around the man’s body.

“Sensei…” he said quietly.

“Hm?” Shouji closed his eyes. Sitting comfortably in Daisuke’s strong arms, made him remember nostalgic moments during college.

He was dating Tomiko for three years, so it’s been a while since he could make himself comfortable in another man’s arms. It felt good.

“Do you still think this is just lust?”

Shouji opened his eyes. “Yes… yes, I do.”

“So what is love?” Daisuke asked. “I don’t think I’ll enjoy having sex with anyone else anymore… I only want to be with you… I thought that’s what love is about…”

“Daisuke…” Shouji said softly. “When you see me, what do you feel?”

“I feel that I want to suck you off so bad… and feel you inside me…” the boy said.

“Yeah, you do… you only think about sex don’t you?” The teacher laughed.

“I never wanted anyone as badly as I want you…” Daisuke said quietly. “How can it not be love?”

“Maybe you’re not old enough to understand love… when it will happen, you’ll see the difference, I’m sure.”

“My friends said I’m in love with you, they understand those stuff, they’re all gay.” Daisuke caressed the teacher’s arm with his thumb and nuzzled his neck.

Shouji chuckled and moved his head away a little. “Your friends… I bet none of them has a steady boyfriend.”

“Yeah, it’s true… they fuck someone else every night…” Daisuke hummed. “But I want you to be my steady boyfriend.”

“You want me to be your steady fuck buddy…” Shouji laughed again. “We can’t continue this for long you know… I’m also, not interested in having you as my boyfriend. I love Tomiko.”

Shouji then sighed. “It reminds me, she will be packing her stuff tomorrow, so could you spend the night over at Kaname’s house?”

“Wait… she will be packing her stuff?” Daisuke repeated his teacher’s words. “Why?”

“We broke up…” Shouji explained.

“Why? You’ve just told me you love her…” Daisuke was confused.

“That’s exactly why I broke up with her… but you wouldn’t understand.”

“Stop treating me like a kid…” Daisuke frowned.

Shouji touched the boy’s hand. His reaction was also that of a kid, but there was no point telling him that.

“Don’t worry about Tomiko, she’s got her hands full of work, and this way I’ll be able to give you my undivided attention until we sort out your family issues.”

Daisuke felt irritated, but didn’t say a word. It helped Moriyama-sensei calmed him down with a kiss.

“Let’s do it again..” The boy whispered against his lips.

“Again? Are you a beast?”

“You made me all hot again… I want to have sex with you anywhere possible… and in every position…” He pushed the teacher to the other side of the tub and straddled him, reaching behind him to hold up the stiffening cock.

“Such a horny boy…” Shouji rested his arms on the sides of the bath.

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