Tokyo Boys

Notes for this chapter:

* (JR) Yamanote line - a train line that runs in a loop around the center of Tokyo with stops in the major districts.

The (new) epilogue turned out way too short, so I cut a chunk from this chapter and moved it to the epilogue. Yes, the next chapter is the last!
Please enjoy.. And be kind and tell me what you think, I'm so insecure (especially with endings) :(


TOKYO BOYS
Chapter 46

The school year had already started and Yuuto was sure Daisuke had forgotten about asking him to move in together. They hardly had any time to meet, when one bright spring day, out of the blue, Daisuke had shown up at Yuuto’s uncle’s house and waited for him to return back from school.

“I have something to show you,” he said simply and grabbed Yuuto’s wrist. He led him outside to a car. It was a black convertible and Yuuto gasped. “Wait, is that yours?”

“It’s on a loan.” Daisuke smiled secretively. “I learned to drive in the summer.”

“Your grandfather really spoils you, isn’t he?” Yuuto asked as he entered the small car and buckled himself.

“You have no idea…” Daisuke laughed and started the car.

Yuuto enjoyed the feeling of the wind in his hair. It was his first time riding such a car and he looked at the passing scenery, trying to gather where Daisuke was taking him.

Daisuke parked outside an apartment complex and urged Yuuto to get out of the car and follow him.

“I asked my grandfather to find a nice place with a view somewhat in the middle between our universities…” Daisuke explained. “Did you notice they’re like exactly on the opposite ways of the Yamanote line?”

Yuuto chuckled. He was still confused and surprised about the entire thing. “Did he seriously… get a place for us?” he asked carefully.

Daisuke grinned and took his hand. “Unfortunately, it’s a little far from your work, but I think you’ll love it.”

The six story building had no elevator and Yuuto was relieved when Daisuke stopped on the first floor and took out a key. He unlocked the door and motioned to Yuuto to follow him inside.

It was a western style apartment with two bedrooms and a large living room. Yuuto liked the scarcely furnished apartment at first sight. He stepped in with shiny eyes and looked around in awe.

“Your grandfather is really okay with this?” Yuuto asked and approached the large window in the dining area. He gasped when the green view of the river spread before his eyes in all its glory. He knew he would be spending a large amount of time painting in this corner.

Daisuke stood next to him and rested his hand on Yuuto’s shoulder. “This is why I told him we’ll definitely take this one.”

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With time, Yuuto’s discomfort of living with Daisuke vanished completely. Their lives seemed to have fallen into some kind of routine. They were both busy with school and their respective jobs, and when they spent time together at home, they just ate together and talked, before each went to his own bedroom to sleep. Yuuto knew soon he would have to face his feelings towards Daisuke again. It intimidated him, but did not terrify him.

~*~

It was right before the first semester ended and the rainy season started. In the dining area, Yuuto stood behind his easel and thought about painting the rain hitting the river. In the mist, the buildings faded into the clouds in the distance, and Yuuto could imagine he was in the countryside. He was so focused on the scene outside the window, that he didn’t hear Daisuke coming out of the shower.

“Hey.” Daisuke walked up on him and touched his waist lightly. It was enough to make the younger boy jolt up in surprise.

“Idiot, you scared me!” He made a face and wacked Daisuke’s arm. “Don’t do that when I’m thinking!”

Daisuke laughed. “Sorry, I couldn’t help myself. You’re too cute, Yuu-chan,” he said cheerfully. “I could…” His smile faded as he realized how badly he wanted to kiss Yuuto, but he was too afraid to repeat old mistakes.

Yuuto stepped closer to Daisuke and reached out to grab his hands. “Then kiss me.”

“Yuuto… are you sure?” Daisuke wetted his lips in anticipation. He reached out to touch Yuuto’s face. When Yuuto didn’t make any attempt to move away, Daisuke pulled him into a hug and leaned in, kissing him lightly.

Yuuto sighed against the warm lips. He took in Daisuke’s smell, letting the scent of the soap surround him. The strong arms around his body held him tight, as though afraid to let go.

“I won’t run away…” he whispered against Daisuke’s lips. “I already…” He stepped back and raised his eyes to Daisuke, as though to prove his words. “I’m not as fragile as I was last year… you won’t break me. I made up my mind.”

Daisuke smiled and helped Yuuto remove his clothes, leaving him only in his underwear. He then proceeded to remove his own sweatshirt.

The rain knocked against the window and Yuuto shivered a little, but didn’t say a word. Daisuke soon embraced him again, lending him some body heat. He buried his face in Daisuke’s muscular chest.

Somehow, they made it to Daisuke’s bedroom and landed on his bed. He positioned himself over Yuuto.

“I don’t think I could stop now even if I wanted…” he whispered in a dark voice and leaned in to kiss Yuuto again. “I let you wander away for too long…”

His lips moved to the boy’s neck, while his hands started to feel up the shoulders and chest.

He didn’t care for the marks he was leaving in his trail on Yuuto’s sensitive skin. His loins already came to life, after a long winter sleep. He paid no mind and continued on his way to tease Yuuto’s perked nipple. He wanted to take things slowly, but he wasn’t sure how long he could hold.

“It feels good…” Yuuto whispered. A tingling feeling crossed his body and he inhaled, reaching a hand between his legs to calm his aching cock. His underwear was already damp and he raised his thighs, attempting to take it off. Daisuke grabbed his hand and brought it to his face, kissing the inside of Yuuto’s palm. “Not yet…” he whispered.

“But… it’s wet…” Yuuto whispered. “Just…”

“It’s okay… mine is too.” Daisuke smiled and leaned back in to kiss the boy’s stomach. He lapped his tongue around the sunken naval and his tongue traveled down, following the light path of soft pubic hair that disappeared in the white cotton briefs. He fluttered his fingers over the moist material, making Yuuto flinch.

“It tickles…” he whined, but Daisuke continued to massage him lightly, teasingly.

A few more moments and Daisuke pulled the underwear down, just a little, exposing the head of Yuuto’s cock. He trickled his tongue over the tip, lapping some pre-cum drops and slowly started exposing more and more of the strained organ, until only the testicles remained locked in the white material.

Yuuto didn’t know what do with his hands, or what to do with himself. He felt hot, he felt good, and he felt completely embarrassed. Even though he had prepared himself mentally for that moment ever since he arrived back in Tokyo, and the pace was slow, he thought he was losing his mind.

After teasing and licking, Daisuke finally took the cock into his mouth, sucking it and sending Yuuto into frenzy. Yuuto grabbed Daisuke’s head with both hands and spread his thighs more, allowing Daisuke a better access.

Daisuke held the shaft with one hand, cupping the balls with the other hand, and bobbed his head up and down as he tried taking into his mouth as much of Yuuto’s length as he could. He popped out the organ and pulled down the underwear until they were no longer in the way and he returned his attention to the beautiful upward titled erection. He licked it again and threw a glance at Yuuto, making sure the boy was still with him.

“It feels…” Yuuto wheezed. “So…”

“Feels good?” Daisuke asked with a smile. Soon he will have to take care of his own erection. It rubbed against his pants painfully.

“Feels funny…” Yuuto whispered. His moans were soft and quiet and his stomach twitched as he started to reach his climax.

Daisuke felt the cock spasm before chunks of white goo spurted at him. He continued to rub Yuuto’s cock and lick the semen that oozed down the shaft. His tongue continued to travel lower to the testicles and then to the boy’s tightly puckered hole.

“Not there…” Yuuto mumbled. “It’s dirty…”

“You’re not dirty…” Daisuke whispered in a low voice.

Before Yuuto could raise another complaint, he felt Daisuke’s tongue there, licking and pushing. He was already flushing mad and his mind was too foggy to be any more self-conscious and he just adjusted himself under Daisuke’s touch and moved his hands over his own body, trying to lull the itching in the areas Daisuke had now deserted.

While Yuuto was still panting, trying to return his pulse and heartbeat to normal rates, Daisuke got up and brought his tube of lubrication. He squeezed some on two fingers and kneeled between Yuuto’s spread legs, rubbing it on him. Yuuto flinched when he felt the cold substance on his sensitive area.

“I’m going to prepare you a little…” Daisuke said quietly. “Tell me if you want me to stop… if it hurts.”

Yuuto nodded obediently and tensed when he felt Daisuke slipping a finger inside of him.

“It hurts?” Daisuke asked.

“No…” Yuuto admitted.

“Just relax…” Daisuke whispered with a soft smile.

This time, he knew how it felt to bottom and how good it could feel and he was planning to make the most of his experience, as if his whole life led him to this moment.

Yuuto breathed fast and heavy, it wasn’t easy to relax even if Daisuke was being slow and gentle with him. He squeaked when he felt Daisuke inserting another finger. It slipped in easily and didn’t hurt, but it felt so weird. He felt a tingle in his cock when Daisuke pushed the fingers farther inside of him.

“Yuu-chan…” Daisuke wheezed and removed his hand. “I’m sorry, I can’t take this much longer…” he said quietly and removed his boxers, finally freeing his erection that flung out excitedly. He pulled out a condom he had brought over with him, tore the wrapper with his teeth and rolled the oiled rubber on his hard cock.

He then guided his coated shaft into Yuuto’s well oiled hole and pressed against it. Yuuto gasped and lifted his knee in the air.

“Daisuke….”

“It’s okay…” Daisuke whispered and started pushing inside of him.

It went in past the ring of muscles quite easily and the muscles closed around his cock tightly. He continued to push slowly inside, careful not to hurt or injure Yuuto. The boy writhed under him, but showed no signs of distress.

“You can tell me to stop if you don’t like it…” Daisuke whispered, even though he wasn’t sure he could actually stop.

“No…” Yuuto wheezed back. “It’s okay…”

Upon hearing Yuuto’s approval, Daisuke allowed himself to push all the way in, anxious to discover every nook and cranny in Yuuto’s lithe body. It was intoxicating.

Yuuto’s body responded to him and he changed his position, lowering himself above Yuuto so they could be closer. His pendant swayed over Yuuto’s chest as he leaned in to kiss the boy’s neck. Yuuto moved his hand to grab Daisuke’s arm and slid his hand over the glistening skin until Daisuke raised his hand and clasped his fingers with Yuuto’s, pushing their hands to the pillow.

“Are you okay…?” Daisuke asked, wheezing. He was so close to the edge.

“Yeah…” Yuuto whispered, smiling lightly. His wet bangs stuck to his eyes and Daisuke reached with his free hand to push it away.

Yuuto was already beside himself. Just the thought of Daisuke being inside of him, filling him up to the limit, moving with him as one, was enough to make him orgasm again. A good feeling encompassed him and he thrust his thighs to meet Daisuke, as if for that moment, his entire goal in life was to become one with him, become a part of him. As Daisuke continued to slam against that special spot inside of him, he could no longer linger the conclusion and it poured out of him in gallons.

Daisuke felt Yuuto squirm underneath him, scratching him and grabbing onto him tightly when he reached his second consecutive orgasm. It was a sign for Daisuke to let go and reach for his own his orgasm.

Finally, he collapsed, completely spent, in Yuuto’s arms. The younger boy wrapped his thin arms around him and embraced him tightly. They remained wrapped around each other for a long time.

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