The Escort

The Escort Chapter 5







Koji struggled out of his nightmare, his eyes opening wide in fear as he looked around his darkened room. He pealed off the sweat soaked sheets from his body and was surprised to see Shinta was gone. His heart beat faster as fragments of his dream ran through his mind. He vividly remembered his confession of love to the pale, golden haired escort, only to have him disappear from Koji’s life. He could still feel his desperation as he searched for the man, although no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t find the elusive Shinta. Then his dream abruptly jumped to a day when he found Shinta, only for him to be killed by his ex-wife Aya.



Shaking his head at the dream he knew that it was impossible and that none of it had happened, but it seemed so very real and now the man was gone. Koji pulled on a light gray robe and went in search of the missing escort. When he reached the entrance hall he found Hajime stationed at his post in front of the door.



"Have you seen Shinta?" Koji asked.



"Shinta is in the gardens. He has been there for a while now. Is there something wrong?" Hajime asked, looking at Koji.



"No, nothing," Koji replied as he headed for the glass doors leading to the garden.



The full moon illuminated the gardens well as Koji walked on the stone laden path. He found the escort sitting at the base of a huge cherry tree next to the pond. Koji quietly approached to hear faint sobs coming from the man who had wrapped his arms around his knees. Without a thought Koji went to him and wrapped his strong arms around the sobbing man.



At first he felt the tension in the lean body as Shinta tried to pull away, but Koji’s arms remained firmly around the man as he said nothing. In only a few moments Shinta stopped resisting and relaxed against Koji’s chest, sobbing quietly. Koji held the man, unsurprised to find him so upset. All day Shinta had acted so cheerful and talked about his love Takumi as if he wasn’t gone. Koji knew that at some point the feelings Shinta had tried to repress would appear.



After a while he felt Shinta’s tears stop. "I’m sorry," Shinta mumbled.



Koji let the man pull away a little to see darkened green eyes unmarked by his crying look at him, the sadness within them pulling at Koji. The large man put a gentle hand out to touch one of the drying tears on the tear streaked face.



"There is nothing to be sorry for. Someone you loved is gone, this is only natural," Koji said softly.



"Yes but this is not what you are paying me for," Shinta said looking away.



Koji let his hand drop, unable to say anything as the words cut deep, reminding him once again this was all a fantasy. After a few moments Koji gathered himself, knowing his own pain at the moment was nothing compared to the man before him.



"Shinta I’m the one that asked you here this weekend. I can be nothing but grateful for your companionship. I have done so many things that I have never done before, like going to the club last night and the amusement park, shopping, and the museum today. You have shown me such a good time despite the fact that this weekend was special to you. I have in a way intruded on your life by asking you to spend this weekend with me. I don’t begrudge you your grief;I was worried that you were trying too hard to suppress it. Shinta I am not really good with people in situations like this, but I want you to know that you don’t have to try so hard to be happy if you’re not. It’s ok," Koji said, kneeling next to the man who still had yet to look at him again.



After a few minutes of silence Shinta stood and walked over to the pond, his pale, naked chest glowing in the moonlight, contrasting to the black jeans he wore. Koji watched the stiff form move away from him, unable to go after him or even to say anything. The awkward man was at a loss of what to say or do.



"I didn’t think it would >affect me this much. After the first few weeks without Takumi I seemed to regain myself and the grief seemed to fade. When I visited his grave today I only felt a soft sadness as I remembered him, but tonight as I lay next to you as you slept my lost feelings for him came crashing down around me. I miss him so much," Shinta whispered the last part as he wrapped his arms tightly around himself.



Koji’s body moved without thought as he caught the man up in his arms again. Shinta trembled slightly as Koji held the cool body against him until the trembling subsided. Koji looked up at the round moon hanging above them, wondering what to do, until he felt Shinta pull away and look up at him.



"Koji please," Shinta whispered looking up into his black eyes pleadingly.



Koji looked down at the man, confused, not knowing what he wanted until he felt a hand reach beneath his robe to touch his soft organ. Koji’s eyes widened as he felt the hand start to work him, bringing him to hardness.



"Shinta, but . . . why?" Koji asked hesitantly, unable to stop the reaction of his body to the man in front of him.



"I want to feel you. I want to know that you are alive and here. I don’t want to be alone," Shinta said as he captured Koji’s lips in a deep, rough kiss.



Koji stood still for a moment, wondering if this was the right thing to do. He cared for the man in front of him and couldn’t help but wonder if sex would solve anything for the grieving man, yet his body was already reacting to Shinta’s skillful touch.



"I need you, right now Koji. Please let me have you," Shinta whispered against his lips as Koji reached down to feel the throbbing bulge in Shinta’s pants. Unable to resist such a plea as his body demanded more, he dropped to his knees and watched Shinta quickly undo his pants. He felt Shinta push him down on his hands as he looked over his shoulder andsaw Shinta guide his large organ into him. Koji gasped in pain as he felt Shinta push fully into him swiftly. Suddenly Shinta stopped as his hand stroked Koji’s sides.



"I’m sorry, Koji but please. . ." Shinta said, the rest of his words drowned out by Koji’s cries of pain turning to pleasure as he adjusted to the man inside of him. Koji felt the man drive himself deeply inside of him as if he was trying to get as close as he could to Koji. The large man leaned down further, thrusting his ass up to the invading strokes, sensing Shinta’s driving desire to be connected to him. Koji’s cries increased when he felt a slim hand take a hold of his aroused member and begin stoking it in time to the powerful thrusts.



"Shinta, deeper. Take me as hard as you can. Be with me, love," Koji cried in pain along with pleasure at the fierce acquisition of his body, the words spilling out of him unchecked.



He felt Shinta drive hard enough into him to push him forward, and he felt a hot liquid flow into him, filling him as Shinta cried out loudly. Koji felt his own release explode within him as he felt Shinta come deep inside of him. Unable to remain on his knees he sank down onto the grass as Shinta wrapped his arms around him, pulling him towards him.



They remained silent for a while, listening to the slight wind blow through the cherry tree above them dropping petals down onto them. Gradually the sun began to appear in the skyline as Koji moved to get up. Looking down at the man he left all the words that both of them needed to hear and say buried within them.



"Shinta didn’t you say that you had never been to the beach before?" Koji asked.



"No, I haven’t, why?" Shinta asked, watching the man wrap the robe around himself.



"Then let’s go. I have heard that the waves crashing on the shore can be very soothing,"



Koji said, putting out a hand to help Shinta up.



"Koji. . ."



"Don’t worry about it. I honestly don’t know what to do to help you Shinta, although I want to try," Koji said looking to the man dyed red from the rising sun.



Shinta leaned down to kiss Koji’s forehead before smiling softly at the man. "Come on, going to the beach sounds fun."



It wasn’t long before both of them were packed into the car with a huge picnic basket made by Koji’s chef. As Koji drove he was pelted by questions on robotics from Shinta. He felt the man’s almost desperate need to lose himself in something other than his own thoughts. Koji readily complied, engaging Shinta in conversation about the new plastics that were part of the newly designed android Ito had designed with Koji’s help.



Time flew by as they talked and before Koji realized it he was pulling into his never used beach house. He had bought it for Aya years ago and had never once visited it, and ironically Aya had only used it twice. Now Koji was glad it was there as the two entered the never used house to be greeted by two maid androids. It wasn’t long before both men had changed into bathing suits and headed out to the beach.



"Umm what are you suppose to do at a beach?" Koji asked, looking at the huge expanse of sand and the gentle waves lapping up against his feet.



"Well, you can lie out and get a tan, or play in the water. If you’re a kid you could build a sand castle," Shinta said, grinning over at the man.



"Build a sand castle?"



Shinta laughed and pulled Koji down as the two of them began to work with the sand. An hour later Koji tilted his head, looking at their efforts as Shinta laughed at him. The lopsided mound of sand looked far from a castle.



"I don’t think either one of us are a sculptor," Koji said critically.



Shinta laughed as he looked at the serious face. Koji turned to the giggling man and advanced on him, picking up the lanky man as he laughed and then struggled when he realized what Koji was planning.



"Koji no, come on," Shinta said, still laughing as Koji walked into the water, dumping the man in. Shinta came up out of the water to splash the tall muscular man still standing, grinning at him. Before long both of them were soaking wet and heading for the beach again. Both men lay out on an enormous blanket waiting to dry.



"This was a good idea," Shinta said, looking up at the birds circling overhead.



"Yeah, it is relaxing," Koji said, looking over at Shinta. "I hope you don’t burn,"



"I never have before, here," Shinta said, rummaging around in the bag the maids had given them. "Put this on me then," he said, tossing a small bottle too Koji.



Koji caught it and realized it was sun lotion. Looking at his companion now lying on his back, his hair pulled to the side, Koji couldn’t help but feel a slight stir in his body at the thought of applying the lotion. Going over to the man he started with the shoulders, working his way down the body. He was amazed at the perfect skin under his hands so clearly visable under the bright sunlight. As he worked down Shinta’s body coating it with the lotion he couldn’t help but feel desire for the man build inside of him.



Shinta turned over with a naughty smile as he looked at Koji’s now tentedbaggy trunks. Koji felt heat rise to his face unrelated to the warm sun beating down. Shinta’s smile grew a little bigger as he grabbed Koji’s moist hand, pulling it to his chest. Koji continued his job as his blush grew brighter. He couldn’t help but play with the pink nipples that grew hard at his touch before moving lower to apply more sun screen to Shinta’s exposed belly. Before he could move any lower though he felt his hand being trapped and moved under the white trunks that Shinta had chosen to wear.



"Enough teasing," Shinta said as Koji encountered a very erect member hiding in Shinta’s clothing. Koji pulled his hand away, blushing furiously as he looked around.



"Shinta, I can’t. What if someone were to see us?" Koji asked, embarrassed.



"Then let them," Shinta said, pulling Koji on top of him, kissing his lips. "This is a private beach, and I know you want me," Shinta said as he thrust his body up to Koji’s.



Koji felt Shinta’s hand graze his skin as his mouth burned trails down his neck. A warm hand snaked its way under his trunks to fondle him as the other gripped his ass, pulling him close. Koji gasped in pleasure, feeling his body overriding his mind as thoughts of others disappeared from him. All he could think about was the hot mouth seizing his lips and the slim hands that knew exactly where to touch him.



Koji removed his swimsuit and pulled Shinta’s own down as he lowered himself on the man’s stiff organ, unable to wait any longer to feel Shinta inside of him. Wincing slightly from the pain of Shinta’s previous entry Koji slowly lowered himself on the leaking organ. Koji watch his partner close his eyes and his body twitched as the muscular man slowly made his way down the length of his companion’s member. When he finally had taken all of him in Koji leaned down to kiss Shinta before starting to gently move on the impaling member. Shinta and Koji both cried out as Koji began to quicken his pace.



As he leaned back Koji thrust his own bobbing member forward as his cries became wilder when he hit the special spot deep inside of him. Shinta hands moved to Koji, barely touched the seeping organ to feel it pulse and suddenly release forcefully onto Shinta’s stomach and chest as Koji continued to move down Shinta’s own hard length. .



The beautiful blonde thrust his hips up into his climaxing partner as his eyes locked onto the pleasure spreading across Koji’s face. Koji looked down at the man as he continued to ride his rigidorgan, enjoying the lust mirrored in his partner’s face.



"Come for me Shinta," Koji panted.



Koji felt Shinta’s body tense at his words as Koji stroked the man’s chest with his large hands.



"Yes, that’s it," Koji exclaimed as he felt Shinta release his pent up desire deep within him with a soft moan of pleasure.



Koji leaned forward and kissed the sweaty man beneath him, enjoying the still flowing pleasure throughout his body. Shinta smiled up at the very naked Koji still on top of him, his eyes sparkling.



"I knew you could forget where you were with a little effort," Shinta said wickedly.



Koji’s eyes widened slightly as he looked around, and Shinta laughed, tightening his embrace on the man on top of him, while kissing him.



"Come on Shinta, let go," Koji said, struggling a little.



Koji felt Shinta let him go and he grabbed his swim suit, putting it back on, his face incredibly red. Looking over at his still naked companion he shook his head.



"What is it about you?" Koji asked softly. "I seemed to forget everything when I am with you."



"That is what is supposed to happen, " Shinta said, getting to his knees and touching Koji’s face, his own completely closed and unreadable as he kissed Koji, making him once again forget where he was.

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"I can’t believe how late it is," Koji said, stretching as they got out of the car.



"Still, I think we had fun today," Shinta said, coming around to Koji’s side.



"Yes, more than I expected," Koji said as they walked up the stairs and into the house.



"Good evening Koji," Hajime greeted them as they entered the house.



"Hajime, will you bring some tea to the living room?" Koji asked.



"Right away," the metallic robot replied as he left them.



"I can’t believe this weekend is almost over," Koji said as they walked into the living room. Koji sat down on an elegant white coach as Shinta moved towards the window overlooking the gardens. Koji looked at the man somewhat puzzled. Shinta had become very quiet on the drive home and had said very little, he couldn’t help but wonder if thoughts of Takumi were invading the man again.



"Shinta, is there anything wrong?" Koji asked hesitantly, walking over to the silent man.



"Koji. . ." Shinta started, then stopped. Koji looked up into the unreadable face and reached up to touch it.



"What is it?"



Shinta shook his head slightly. "I shouldn’t contract with you after this weekend."



"What?" Koji said, pulling away from the man, shocked at the words that he had heard.



"I have been thinking about it since this morning. When I heard you call me love. I couldn’t figure out why when I lay next to you last night, I felt like Takumi was with me again. You are nothing like him. Physically he was smaller than me, thin, delicate with light chestnut eyes that were always filled with humor. He knew how to play more than work and he was never serious. He was the total opposite of you, and yet last night when I awoke from my dream I thought he was next to me again Koji," Shinta said, his empty eyes looking up at the worried man.



"What does that have to do with seeing me again, or me calling you love? It was probably because someone was in bed with you," Koji said.



"I have awakened countless times with others and never once felt that way, although at first I thought it was because it was the anniversary of Takumi’s death. Now I know that isn’t the reason Koji. Now I know why," Shinta said, turning away from Koji.



"Shinta please..."



"Ever since you said that word it has been in my mind, forcing me to look at myself. Lying next to you felt the same because I felt the same thing for you as I did for Takumi. I can’t see you as an escort any longer," Shinta said as he looked out into the black night.



Koji stood motionless, looking at the man, stunned, unable to believe he was understanding what the escort had said. Shinta finally turned around to see the expression on Koji’s face as he looked down.



"It is a breach of contract of course. This whole weekend has been, you of course may report . . ."



Koji stopped the man by wrapping his arms around him. Shinta struggled, freeing himself from Koji to step back. He looked at Koji with unreadable eyes.



"I don’t want to see you as an escort again but simply as yourself," Koji said firmly, suddenly very sure of himself as he took a step towards Shinta.



"I’m an escort Koji. It’s what I do," Shinta said, shaking his head, backing up a pace. "I don’t want to be in love."



"Do you think that I planned for this?" Koji said quietly, looking at the desperate man in front of him.



"Then I was right to say we shouldn’t see each other again."



"It’s too late for that Shinta. Can you really turn off what you’re feeling like a light switch? I can’t," Koji said softly.



"We barely know each other, if we stop seeing each other what we feel will die," Shinta said, looking down at the floor, his usual composure gone as his unreadable mask began to dissolve.



Koji remained silent, looking at the sad, desperate man in front of him. He never expected Shinta to feel anything for him, yet now that he knew he was determined not to lose the alluring man. Somehow he knew he must find the words to convince the scared man in front of him not to leave.



"I don’t want them to die. I want that feeling to grow Shinta. I don’t want to lose you. I know before you said anything how I was beginning to feel for you, but I decided I would rather see you as one of your many clients than never see you again," Koji said, stepping forward to grab a Shinta’s cold hand.



Shinta remained silent, not looking at Koji, ignoring his hand that was now firmly in Koji’s own warm large hands. Koji looked at the man, seeing not only sadness but fear, and his heart ached for the man who stood before him. Once again Koji found himself wondering what to say or do to help the man in front of him.



"Koji I can’t be an escort and a lover both," Shinta said quietly. "These feelings overwhelm me just as they did when Takumi was alive. What I felt today at the beach with you wasn’t what I should be feeling. I wasn’t thinking about your pleasure, but mine as well, as an escort that is unacceptable," Shinta said finally.



"I don’t want you as a escort Shinta. . . "



"But I am Koji. Don’t you get it? No escort of Black Heaven is allowed a lover. If I choose you then I can’t work there any longer," Shinta said, pulling away again and walking away. "I would have to give up being an escort."



"Is that such a horrible thing? You yourself said you don’t love it, only like it. You can do anything you want to Shinta," Koji said quietly.



"Until you tire of me or die," Shinta said softly.



"Is that what’s bothering you Shinta? I am not sick and you know me. What did you say about me the first morning when you asked why I never played?" Koji asked softly.



"You throw your whole being into what you love," Shinta whispered, looking at the determined eyes that caught his own and wouldn’t let them go. "But Koji I’m ..."



Koji stopped any protests with a very firm kiss, his arms wrapping around the man tightly, afraid to lose him. He felt the slender man tremble slightly as he released him.



"I’m not going anywhere Shinta, and neither are you," Koji said with such conviction he surprised himself.



Shinta nodded slowly, surprise visible in his face as he, for the first, time saw the confident businessman that always knew the right thing to do. The man that had built the most successful robotics corporation in the country by getting people to do exactly what he needed them to do. Not from his brilliant social skills but his unshakable confidence and conviction in his thoughts and dreams.



"Come on Shinta, let’s sit downand talk about this for a while," Koji said as he held out his hand.



"Hajime, you can come in now,"He called over his shoulder.



Shinta looked up at the butler as he made his way in with a serving tray in his hands.



"He’s been waiting for us to stop our emotional conversation before coming in," Koji said, smiling softly at the butler who was carefully placing the delicate tea cups on the table by the coach.



Shinta blushed slightly, looking at the metallic android, as Koji chuckled a little.



"That is the first blush I have ever seen you make," Koji said.



"I. . . "



"Koji, are you here? Please let you be here," called a trembling female voice from the hallway.



"Mrs. Oshimuru?" Hajime questioned.



Koji turned, his eyes widening in surprise as Aya came running through the entrance to the living room. Her midnight black hair flowing around her un-styled as tears flowed down her face. Before he knew what was happening Aya launched herself into Koji’s chest as his arms instinctively wrapped around her delicate form.



"Aya what is wrong?" Koji asked, trying to pull the sobbing woman away from him.



"Father..." Aya sobbed. "Father is dead."



Koji stood in shock, stroking Aya’s hair instinctively for a moment, trying to sooth her. Aya’s father was still relatively young and the surprise of the energetic man’s death held Koji motionless in shock. Looking up he was surprised to see that Shinta had left the room. Looking around over Aya he couldn’t see him.



"Hajime where is Shinta?" Koji asked quietly.



"He left Koji," Hajime said simply, looking toward the door.



"What? No, Hajime stop him, please," Koji said, fear coming to his eyes.



"He is already gone. He took the cab Mrs. Aya came in," the butler said, shaking his head



Koji looked down at his sobbingex-wife as tears of his own flooded his eyes.