Tokyo Boys

Please look at Chapter 1 for notes.
Additional notes:
* Age of majority in Japan is 20 years old. (the age of consent in Tokyo, btw, is 13)
* Keigo - honorific language, the polite form of Japanese.


TOKYO BOYS
Chapter 5


Daisuke was almost in awe as he followed Tachibana in the street. Backlit signs started blinking in colors, more people poured in from the train station and the Shinjuku 2-chome district suddenly became alive. Daisuke’s eyes toured over the signs, reading the exotic names the clubs and bars adopted, which left no room for mistakes, but left a lot to the imagination. With the large crowds and tall buildings full of advertisements, it looked like any other district in downtown Tokyo, and yet it looked like another world for Daisuke.

He wanted with all his might to enter one of those clubs, to see what it was like. The people walking the streets were also interesting. Of course most of them looked like regular salary men, but some had colorful outfits, a few guys with an excessive makeup passed him by, giving him a wink, and even some drag queens crossed his way, blowing a kiss in his direction.

Tachibana was amused to see Daisuke reacting like a child, discovering everyday things for the first time. He decided to serve as the boy’s tour guide, in his initiation into the community and supplied Daisuke with brief explanations of the clubs they were passing by.

“That one… is probably not for vanilla boys like you, it’s for S&M fanatics… that one over there… all the scat freaks go there… don’t try it even when you’re 20, believe me.”

“Scat?”

“They like to play with shit… and then some.”

“Ah…” Daisuke continued looking around him, taking in as much as he could from the new world he discovered a couple of blocks away from his favorite hangout place, in the city where he was born and raised.

“We’re here.” Tachibana stopped in front of one of the buildings. Daisuke looked at the heavy oak door. Overhead, the neon sign flashing brightly read: “Afterglow”.

There were already some men standing outside, smoking under the street light, waiting for the opening hour. They greeted Tachibana and looked on in curiosity at Daisuke, who followed him.

Tachibana took out a key chain from his coat’s pocket and opened the door. He locked his arm with Daisuke’s and opened the door slightly, allowing just the two of them to sneak inside.

Daisuke scanned the room. It was his first time entering a bar, let alone a gay bar. It was rather small and looked serious. Since it was Tachibana’s workplace, he found it surprising that it looked so normal and that the dominating colors were black and white.

The little bar had comfortable-looking sitting corners with couches and short coffee tables and in the middle of the room stood a few high tables and chair. Daisuke spotted a large gay pride flag on one of the walls that provided the only source of color in the dimly lit room. Quiet lounge music played in the background. The bar itself only had five seats.

“Evening, Master!” Tachibana joined the man behind the bar. Daisuke turned his head to check out the man. He looked to be in his 40s, with silvering hair and a stern expression. He sort of reminded Daisuke of his father, at least until the man opened his mouth.

“Good evening, Tachibana-kun!” The man smiled. “Right on time, I want you to try this new cocktail…” He spotted Daisuke. “Is that your new twink? Not bad… not bad at all…”

“Just my... apprentice.” Tachibana smirked. “Dai-kun, come here. This is Wakitani Tatsumi, also known as Master. This brat is Hasabe Daisuke.”

Daisuke stepped over and leaned on the bar. “Good evening, master!” He smiled brightly at the older man.

“Quite the charmer, isn’t he?” the Master asked with a smile. “Would you like a drink, Hasabe-kun?”

“Yes, master!”

“No drinks for you, only juice.” Tachibana took the glass of beer from master’s hand before Daisuke could touch it and replaced it quickly with a glass of orange juice.

“He’s underage,” he explained and dropped a straw in Daisuke’s glass.

Daisuke grumbled and accepted the juice. He repositioned himself on the high chair and leaned on his elbow against the counter top. Another young man, with a pretty face and black hair slicked back, wearing the same suit style as Tachibana, entered the bar from the back.

“Ah, Tachi arrived already?” Before Tachibana responded, the man’s eyes landed on Daisuke. He walked behind the bar and leaned over the counter, facing Daisuke at a very close distance. “Is this the hot newbie you’ve told me about?”

“The one and only…” Tachibana smiled. He was busy drying a wine glass. “Daisuke, this is my colleague, Ayase Hiroshi,” He introduced him without taking off his eyes from the glass.

“Pleased to make your acquaintance,” Hiroshi said.

“Likewise.” Daisuke sipped on his drink.

Despite being scrutinized by the older man, Daisuke didn’t show any signs of embarrassment or nervousness. A little smirk curled in the corner of his mouth. Hiroshi found him fascinating. He straightened up, still smiling at Daisuke.

The boy followed him with his eyes, sucking on the straw.

Tachibana broke the tension in the room. “It’s about time to open!” he announced.

“Getting to it.” Hiroshi walked over to the heavy door and unlocked it. He flipped the little sign on the side window from ‘closed’ to ‘open’.

It didn’t take long for people to walk inside. Daisuke turned around, curious to see what kind of people frequented the bar. At first look, he couldn’t see anything special in the men that walked in. They looked like normal salary men in their twenties or thirties. They removed their trench coats and hung them on the coat racks at the entrance.

Hiroshi went to cater for the men in the lounge, bringing over refreshments.

Soon enough, the room started to fill up with cigarette smoke as men took their time to relax. Daisuke also took out his pack and chose a stick, he put the pack back in his pocket and lit it up with his lighter. He returned his gaze to the room, to watch the people.

Tachibana put an ashtray in front of him and crouched over the counter to face him. “It’s probably going to be boring for you,” he whispered and made the boy turn to face him. “They all come here to relieve stress from their daily life, chat with the other regulars, talk to Master and us… some of them, like that guy with the glasses at three o’clock…” Daisuke turned to the room to see who Tachibana was referring to. “His wife just gave birth last week… yes, some of the older ones you see here are married, and still come to look for pretty boys.” He laughed.

“I really didn’t picture you working at such a leisurely bar…” Daisuke said and flicked his cigarette in the ashtray.

“I work here only 4 days a week,” Tachibana said. “I have Sundays off and on Friday and Saturday I work at a night club, a place quite different than this one.”

“Friday is tomorrow-“ Daisuke opened his mouth to request to tag along to the other club as well, but before he could finish his line of thought, someone sitting a couple chairs from him waved at Tachibana, asking for his attention. “Well, sorry Dai-kun, gotta work~” Tachibana apologized and stepped over to the customer.

Daisuke watched as he flirted with the customer. His attention shifted when a man sat next to him. He looked like a respected business man, with handsome but manly appearance, not someone that Daisuke could tag as ‘gay’ if he had seen him in the street anywhere else. He also noticed the wedding ring on the man’s finger.

“New customer?” the man asked, “Can I buy you a drink?”

Daisuke smiled without saying a word and took a drag from his smoke. He would’ve loved a drink but wasn’t sure the Master would apply the request.

The man probably interpreted his lack of response as hesitation. He took out his wallet and handed Daisuke a business card.

Amano Toshihiko
Financial Adviser

‘Wow boring,’ Daisuke thought. “I’m underage.” He decided to be direct.

“Really? I guess you do look young…” The man sounded almost impressed. “Another glass of juice then?”

Daisuke snickered. He wasn’t sure if the man was just looking for a chat, as Tachibana said many of the customers were, or just really wanted to get into his juvenile pants. He decided to test for himself.

“How about just going directly to the restroom with me?” He made sure to use a very polite language.

The man seemed surprised. He opened his mouth to respond.

“Whisky on the rocks as usual, Amano-san?” Hiroshi suddenly appeared behind the counter.

Daisuke wrinkled his nose at the bartender’s intrusion and sucked on his cigarette.

“Ah, yes, yes, thank you.” The financial adviser nodded.

Tachibana showed up as well. “Our Dai-kun entertains you well, Amano-san?” he asked with a cheerful smile.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t get the name?” The man turned to Daisuke.

“It’s Hasabe Daisuke,” the boy answered with a puff of smoke. “Blood type AB, Leo, 16 years old…. Well, I’ll be 17 in August.” He gave all the stats.

Tachibana smiled tightly. “He’s my cousin, visiting from the country for spring vacation… so I took him with me to work,” he lied.

“In my village we pick up guys in the public bathrooms,” Daisuke said and earned a thwack on his head from Tachibana’s hand towel.

“Other than keigo, they don’t teach those kids any manners in the country,” Tachibana apologized.

He couldn’t babysit Daisuke anymore, as he had to bring other customers their drinks and hors d'ouvre, he sighed and left.

“You’re an interesting kid,” Amano said, shaking his glass a moment before taking a sip. “Do you like older men?”

Daisuke leaned on his elbow again, taking a distance from the man to have a better look at him in the dim light. “Hmm… to be quite honest, no. Well, I’ve only ever been with boys my age… or in their early 20s the most…” He leaned closer in, whispering against the man’s ear, “But if you don’t mind, I’m willing to do you.”

The man gulped, maybe not believing his luck. He took another sip, before saying, “All right.”

Daisuke straightened up, he didn’t think the man would take on his offer, but he already knew that older men were perverted. He faked a coy smile.

“But I have a better place than the restroom, if you may,” the man continued.

Daisuke looked at him. Well, what the hell, he thought. He was up for a new experience, he had condoms with him, and the man was still handsome, even if he was old.

Amano slapped his bills next to his drink and got up. “Are you coming?”

Daisuke took another quick drag from the cigarette and shoved it against the ashtray, putting it out. He got up and followed Amano to the door, where they picked up their coats.

“Dai-kun, where are you going?” Tachibana walked over to him.

“I’m going out for a walk with Amano-san,” Daisuke replied.

Tachibana looked at the adult man. “Is it really okay, Amano-san? He didn’t push himself on you, did he?”

Amano was too embarrassed to reply, he just bowed slightly. Daisuke found it amusing and had trouble hiding his smug smile.

“You, young mister…” Tachibana fixed Daisuke’s coat’s lapels and brushed his shoulders lightly. “…are a very naughty boy… try to make it back by eleven, okay?”

“Yes, mom.” Daisuke smiled. “See ya later.”

~*~

Daisuke and his first ever bar pick-up stepped out into the chilly evening air. Amano was a head shorter than Daisuke, who was really an overgrown child compared to the average height of Japanese men.

“So where are we going?” he asked, his breath turns to steam in the cold air.

Amano cleared his throat. “There’s… there’s a love hotel just a block away.”

“Love hotel?” Daisuke perked his head. “Do you go there often?”

“No, not often…” Amano admitted and put gloves on his hands. He then shoved his hands in his pockets. “I don’t usually pick up men at the bar.”

“Really? Then why do you go there?” Daisuke asked in genuine curiosity.

“To chat, with the master or the boys, with other customers…”

“Hmmmm…” Daisuke eyed him. “But you’ve done it with men before?”

“I had a boyfriend,” Amano revealed. “We were High School friends and dated during university, we broke up when he was transferred and I’d gotten married.”

“Really…” Daisuke hummed. He didn’t think men could actually date each other, the way they dated women. “How old are you anyway?”

“I’m 35. That’s probably ancient for you.” The man smiled.

Daisuke gave him a polite smile. “Not at all,” he lied.

“Well, we’re here,” the man announced quietly at the entrance of the hotel. It actually looked like just another building on the street, but with a canopy overhead. The big neon outside spelled the words “Hotel Sunshine” with a glowing and blinking “24” alongside. Just like the other places he’d seen, a rainbow flag was proudly waving from the building’s hinge.

It was a crummy hotel. The lobby hardly allowed more than three men to stand inside at once, but men seemed to have been going in and out, keeping it lively and busy like a beehive. Amano walked to the reception and asked for a clean room. Daisuke overheard the receptionist ask how many hours he needed, but couldn’t hear Amano’s reply.

“Come on, Hasabe-kun,” Amano said and stepped up the narrow stairs.

Daisuke followed him to their designated room and waited till Amano finished fumbling with the key and unlocked the room.

The small room was dark and filled with a strong stench of cigarettes. Daisuke imagined getting rid of the smell was impossible, even if all the curtains, the bed sheets and the furniture were removed.

Amano flicked the lights on and Daisuke had a better look at the moldy little room. The bed sheets and curtains matched in the same terribly tawdry pattern.

Daisuke didn’t feel like spending too much time in that room and decided to get down to business. He removed his coat and tossed it on the chair that stood next to the vanity. He then swiftly removed his sweater, for the second time that day.

Amano looked at him with hungry eyes. “You have great abs,” he noted and also removed his gloves and coat.

“Thank you,” Daisuke replied and stepped up to the older man, helping him to remove his tie. With nimble fingers he unbuttoned the man’s shirt. He then stepped back to check out his catch.

His body isn’t bad for an old man, the boy thought as he took a look at the undressed man in front of him. He wasn’t really chubby but didn’t have six-pack either and he had a small layer of thin hair in the middle of his chest.

Daisuke removed his own pants and underwear and stood in all his naked glory in front of the older man, who nearly devoured him with his eyes.

“Can I touch?” The man reached out a hesitant hand.

Daisuke just leaned back on the vanity, and allowed the man to put his cool hand on his flaccid penis. Amano started stroking him, slow at first and quickly raising his tempo. Daisuke started to let out sighs as his cock started to harden.

“Can I…” Amano asked with a husky voice. Daisuke merely nodded and the man got down on his knees on the wooden floor and put his hands over Daisuke waist, sucking eagerly on the boy’s stiffening penis.

Daisuke’s sighs turned into little moans, he grabbed the man’s hair, yanking his head forcefully up and down, adjusting the rhythm to his liking. His legs gave in a little and he spread his legs a little more, still leaning against the vanity.

“You’re so beautiful…” the older man murmured between licks and heavy breaths. He repeated it over and over, adding some strokes and fondling to the sensitive testicles as well.

Daisuke was about to come, he wondered if the man would mind if he came in his mouth. He had never done that before, he was always quick to move to the actual sex and the only times he came during oral sex at all was with Mashiba and another boy from the track club, but he didn’t come in their mouths.

He managed to hold on a few more minutes, and then spurted his gunk into the older man’s eager mouth. He opened his eyes slightly, and then wider, when he saw the man not only swallowed his cum, but also continued licking the drops from the tip of his glans.

The sight of the man licking his lips with his cum on his tongue, excited Daisuke and he felt his penis stirring again. He helped the older man up on his feet and moved closer again.

Amano caressed Daisuke’s stomach as the boy pulled down the man’s underwear. Amano’s cock was fully erect and huge – he was the largest tool Daisuke has seen so far. Instead of taking it into his mouth, Daisuke pushed the shorter man forward, turned him around and bent him over the cheap vanity set.

Conveniently, there was a basket of condoms and a little tube of lube right next to Amano’s hand. The note on top of the basket told them that safe sex is the best. Daisuke took the lube, squirted some on his fingers and rubbed it around the man’s entrance, slicking his fingers inside, first one digit, and so on, as he was taught. Amano shuddered under him, rocking himself against the chest, desperate to reach a release.

After the lubing ritual was done, Daisuke took out a condom, tore the wrapper and coated himself carefully. He guided his shaft to the man’s entrance, and arranged his position a little. Since Amano was shorter, it was easy. He then started pushing inside Amano’s receptive hole, until he was buried up to the hilt. He let out a small moan and started thrusting in and out of Amano.

The older man groaned and continued masturbating, while trying to keep himself propped up with just one hand.

Daisuke continued humping the ripe man, spreading his butt cheeks farther apart and looking in wonder as his penis slipped in and out rapidly. He let the organ slip out completely, pressed it against the hole again, and then shoved it all in with one swift push. It made Amano cry out and writhe, until he almost lost hold of the table.

“Sorry…” Daisuke mumbled. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued ramming into Amano.

Amano couldn’t hold any longer. He squeezed his cock tight and with a cry, sprayed his seed all over his hand and the vanity. Some of it leaked to the floor. He breathed hard, propping himself with two hands now, keeping from being shoved down to the table by Daisuke who kept slamming into him.

Soon, Daisuke reached his climax once more, pushing himself deep into Amano’s insides and pretending to be creaming him with his sperm.

After removing himself from Amano’s body, Daisuke peeled the condom off his still pulsing cock and threw it to the basket under the vanity.

Amano turned to him, hugged him and kissed his shoulder. “We should do it again sometime…” he said huskily.

“Hn…” Daisuke stepped aside and took a box of tissues, also conveniently placed next to the basket of condoms. He cleaned himself up and handed the box to Amano.

The satisfied teen went to the pile of clothes on the chair, dug out his coat with the pack of cigarettes and took one out. He offered a cigarette to the business man and took out his lighter. They sat naked on the edge of the bed and shared a smoke.

“So do you have a boyfriend?” Amano tried to start a conversation.

“No way,” Daisuke sneakered. “I moved to boys so that I don’t have to date them. I just like sex. I don’t need romance.”

Amano seemed to have taken offense. “Male love can be a beautiful thing, you probably just never met the one.”

Daisuke snorted and took a drag from the cigarette. “Then I hope I never do… I like the way things are now.”

They finished the smoke and dressed up. Amano helped Daisuke put on the coat and they left the room. A new couple had to step out of the hotel so they could go outside through the lobby.

“Can I see you again?” Amano asked when they reached “Afterglow”, Tachibana’s bar.

“Don’t stalk me now, mister,” Daisuke eyed him. “I’ll do who I want and when I want.”

Amano sighed. “I suppose you’ll be going back to the country once spring vacation ends? Where are you from?”

Daisuke let out a laugh. “Actually, I’m from the city… I’m not really Tachibana’s cousin. He just said it because I’m underage…”

“Ah, I see…” Amano reached into his inner pocket and took out his wallet.

Daisuke looked confused when Amano fished in the pouch, dug out several 1,000 yen bills and handed it to him.

“Huh?” He looked confused at the money in his hand.

“It was a good service,” Amano said.

“Wait, I’m not a rent boy or anything…” Daisuke frowned and gave the money back to Amano. “I just wanted to fuck an old man to see what it’s like.” He even dropped his keigo in his anger.

“I’m sorry… there are a lot of boys making good money from this, so I thought…” Amano apologized and rubbed the back of his hand. “Are you sure you don’t want the money? You can see it as my gratitude…”

“I don’t need your stinking money!” Daisuke raised his voice.

“All right, all right…” Amano murmured and put the bills back in his wallet. “Well, thank you for a great evening, good night.”

Daisuke didn’t reply and just watched him walk away until he disappeared from his eyesight.

~*~

He walked back into the bar and Hiroshi jumped over him. “Daiichi~ where did you go?”

Daisuke shook him off.

“Are we moody?” he asked.

“I’m hungry…” the boy said and went back to the counter.

The master greeted him and gave him some snacks, chatting with him until Tachibana finished treating a customer.

“My, my, the puppy is hungry…” Tachibana smiled as he watched Daisuke swallowing down bites nearly without chewing at all. “How was it with Amano-san?” he asked.

Daisuke hit his chest with his fist, helping the food go down, and turned to Tachibana.

“He wanted to pay me!! Can you believe that? Why did you let me go out with such a creep?” Daisuke grumbled.

Tachibana laughed softly and rested his forearms on the counter. “I let you go out with Amano-san since he’s vanilla like you. If it was anyone else that’s into kink I would’ve tied you to the chair… it’s too early for you.”

Daisuke made a face. “And he kept talking about this man he loves, his boyfriend from high school… it was so romantic I wanted to puke.”

Tachibana smiled. “You really don’t have any romantic bone in your body, huh? Male love can be beautiful.”

Daisuke wrinkled his nose. “That’s what he said… freak.”

“You’re still a kid, but one day you’ll find a man you’ll want to marry, and feel blue that you don’t live in Canada.” Tachibana stretched and took Daisuke’s empty plate.

“Do you have someone you love?” Daisuke asked.

“Nope, I haven’t found the one yet…” Tachibana said cheerfully. “But I believe it will come… when we least expect it to.”

“Stop, you’re making me sick…” Daisuke muttered again.

“You naughty boy… I won’t take you with me to the night club if you don’t behave!” Tachibana gave him a mock slap on the back of his hand.

“I’m so~rry…” Daisuke said and got up, leaning to see over the counter. “Do you have more snacks?”

“You’ll get fat.” Tachibana raised his head up, as if snubbing the teen.

“No way, I do sports… and have sex…” Daisuke grinned. “Just let me eat, I’m a growing boy!”

Tachibana looked at him again. “Are you still growing? You’re already huge.”

“Shut up and feed me! Or I’ll find someone in the room who will!”

Hiroshi came over, draping a hand over Daisuke. He brought a fried shrimp to his mouth. “Did you call?”

“Thank you!” Daisuke took a big bite from the shrimp. “See, someone cares about my development.”

“He only cares about getting into your pants…” Tachibana smiled widely, closing his eyes.

“Don’t you have customers to serve?” Hiroshi asked him, still hugging Daisuke lightly. “I’m feeding the child.”

Daisuke smiled smugly, allowing Hiroshi to feed him another shrimp. He then pulled him close and smacked a kiss on his lips. “I like this place,” he said before pulling Hiroshi in for a deeper kiss.


Like all good things, Daisuke’s first night out on the block came to an end. He waited while Hiroshi and Tachibana cleaned the bar after all the guests left. He got tired of sitting and doing nothing so he got up to help them clean, making a little competition with Tachibana to see who can run faster with the squeegee.

“Let’s go home,” Tachibana finally said the magic words to the drowsy teenage boy.

Daisuke yawned and got up. “Ahh~ I’m so tired…”

“You’re not used to be up at this hour, huh?” Tachibana smiled and helped him with the coat.

~*~

“Won’t your mother be worried you’re spending the night outside?” Tachibana asked once they stepped to the street. It wasn’t as busy as before. There were a lot of intoxicated men staggering in the street, getting into cubs, hurrying to the train station or falling in front of some club’s door.

“I told her I am staying over at Yuu-chan’s.” Daisuke shrugged.

“Yuu-chan?” Tachibana asked. “Friend of yours?”

“Ah, that’s right, you haven’t met him. He’s like a brother to me. We’re friends since elementary school,” Daisuke told him with a smile.

“Isn’t that lovely…” Tachibana sighed dreamily. “You must really love him; I’ve never heard you speak so fondly of anyone before.”

“Yeah, I love him. He’s a great guy. But it’s nothing romantic!” Daisuke shoved his hands into his coat’s pockets.

“That’s sweet. Did you do him?” Tachibana asked.

“Hell no!” Daisuke raised his voice, making the other man jolt in surprise.

“No? I was sure you fuck anything that moves…” Tachibana waved his hand. “Is he not your type?”

“No, no… Yuu-chan is special. I mean he’s cute, super cute… but I can’t hurt him. He’s a virgin too, and he has a girl he likes anyway.” Daisuke smirked. “Not that he’ll confess to her in a million years… he’s really clueless that guy.”

Tachibana hummed deeply. He wasn’t sure what Daisuke was doing with someone that sounded so vastly different than him, but decided he didn’t need to probe. Daisuke didn’t seem too keen to involve that “Yuu-chan” in his second life, either, which was probably the reason he hadn’t introduced him.

“Wait, I have a picture of him…” Daisuke took out his mobile phone. His screen flashed with a notice of unread mails, but he ignored it as he searched for the picture.

Tachibana blinked as he looked at the picture of Daisuke with a much smaller kid who had dark straight hair with bangs and a pair of big black eyes. He definitely didn’t seem like Daisuke’s type.

“He’s really cute… although he looks a little like a girl,” Tachibana gave his verdict despite the fact he himself was far more feminine.

Daisuke burst into laughter. “That’s really hilarious coming from you.”

“Yes, yes…” Tachibana pushed away the phone and grinned. “Be careful, everyone will want to eat him up since he’s cuter than me.”

Daisuke put his phone back in his pocket. “Ah, he’s an artist type, he likes to draw and stuff, that’s where his head is, not in the fun stuff… but he’s really talented. Smart too.”

Tachibana smiled. Daisuke was talking so lively about his friend and his drowsiness seemed to have completely evaporated. It was kind of endearing, he thought, and it made Daisuke look cute. Well, cuter.

Without noticing, they’ve already reached the den. Yoshimura and Nakagawa were both in their rooms and the noise that came from the closed doors left no need to check out their doing.

The two decided to take a quick shower together. They fooled around and had sex in the shower, nearly slipping as Daisuke had to hold the much shorter Tachibana over his waist, against the wall. He admired Tachibana’s flexibility.

Finally, they dropped on the bed, exhausted. Daisuke fell asleep almost immediately. Tachibana watched him sleeping for a bit, moving the bangs from his left eye and revealing his eyebrow piercing. He drew his finger on the small rounded metal studs and then traced it down Daisuke’s features to his luscious lips. "You still have a lot to learn, kid..." he whispered. Daisuke twitched a little and parted his lips slightly. Tachibana surpassed an urge to kiss and tease the boy further and laid his head on the pillow, dozing off.


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