Afterwards

It's been a weird week. It all started when I was kidnaped by my old master's son, Fukashigi Keiji. Ten years ago I raped him and ran away like a coward. Now when I was kidnaped, I expected some form of revenge but instead Keiji gave me a blow job and then broke down in front of me. Seeing him like that just made me want to comfort him and make him happy, so I sucked his cock.. Yeah, I know that sounds weird but it's the truth. It didn't hurt that he was really hot. I had never noticed how attractive a guy could be before this. Maybe I am just a secret cocksucker or something.
So after Keiji came in my mouth, he thanked me for the Valentine. It was then I realized it was Valentine's Day. I had forgotten due to the kidnaping and all.
“I guess it's not just a coincidence that this happened on the same day my heart was broken long ago," Keiji said sadly.
“Who broke your heart?" I asked, almost ready to take revenge.
“Takahashi," he replied.
“Takahashi! " I shouted, “Oh, wait, that's not surprising. Stupid pretty boy. What happened?"
Keiji told me the whole story about his innocent love of Takahashi and of the red-haired heartbreakers rejection. Maybe his love was stupid and misguided but it was strong and pure and Takahashi shouldn’t have thrown it away. If I didn't think Takahashi was dead I would go out and kill him. He told me of how he tried to salve the pain but he couldn't. So it lead to the famous event. When he got to that point in the story, we just stared at each other for a moment.
“I'm so sorry," we blurted out at the same time, then started to laugh.
“But really," he said, “I have no excuse for the way I acted. I was simply being sadistic."
“I don't have an excuse either. I really injured you. So I guess we're even," I reasoned.
“It’s all been wiped clean,” he said as he hugged me, “Want to go again?”
“Yeah, but not in your office,” I said.
So we cleaned up and went to my room to get dirty again. Keiji closed the door and kissed me on the lips, our first kiss. I tensed for a moment but then relaxed. His kiss was forceful but his lips felt so soft against mine. I wrapped my arms around the shorter man and kissed him back. We moved towards the bed, almost tripping over it. We both sat on the end of the bed, making out like two horny teenagers. Keiji took the lead, taken off my jacket and shirt with a graceful speed. He buried himself in my hairy chest, sucking my neglected nipples. He rubbed his hand underneath my armpits, an unexpected pleasure. I clumsily worked on the buttons on his shirt, wanting to see his wonderful chest again. Keiji helped me out and took off his shirt. His chest was waxed to show its great form. His nipples were a lovely red, commanding me to suck on them. I devoured them, and found that Keiji was very responsive in that area. Keiji laid down while I licked his nipples, making like he was a flat-chested woman. His hard-on reminded me that he was a man, but I didn’t care. We started to hump each other and felt our dicks rub against the thin cloth.
“We gotta stop,” I said panting, “before I cream my pants.”
“Let’s do 69,” he replied. I nodded in agreement.
I rolled off Keiji and we removed our remaining clothes. We laid side by side, head to crotch. Keiji again took the lead and put my huge cock in his mouth. I moaned and moved for his hard cock. I felt my cock vibrate as Keiji moaned from my attentions. We moaned and sucked with joy, pressed against each other. Both of us tried so hard to make the other cum while revealing in pleasure. Keiji was a better cocksucker than me but I made his legs shake. Just as I was at the bursting point, I felt Keiji’s cock get really hard. We both came hard at the same time and both swallowed the cum. After laying in ecstasy for a few seconds we sat up and looks at each other. Despite the fact that Keiji had just swallowed my cum I french kissed him. I could taste me and him and it tasted right. We explored each others body and kissed each other all over. I marveled over Keiji’s firm body and Keiji traced my tattoos with his finger down to my ass. I told him the meaning behind the designs inbetween moaning. Keiji was insatiable and got another erection. I was too tired for another erection, but I help him out. I sucked him off for his third and final orgasm of the day while he gently ruffled my head.
After that we got showered and went out for a night on the town. He introduced me somewhat euphemistically as an “old family friend”. We talked about the times missed with each other. He talked about his cutthroat business and I talked about my semi-legal adventures in LA. We drank to much, flirted with the girls while flirting a little with each other, and stumbled back to my suite to fall asleep on each other. He left while I slept but left me note telling me I was free to go as I pleased. I happily showered and dressed in the clothes Keiji brought for me yesterday. As I walked out I meet Jonathan Lee. Keiji had told me the guy that kidnaped me was Jonathan Lee, his assistant and advisor. Despite the fact it had turned out good in the end, I was still felt sore about the kidnaping.
“Good morning, Tamashiro-san,” he greeted me.
“Hi,” I replied, turning to leave.
“Tamashiro-san,” he said, “Please keep having sex with Fukashigi-sensei.”
I turned around. “How do you know about that?” I asked, too surprised to lie.
“I picked it up by the way he acted when he asked me to find you, the way he acted when I told him I found you, the way you act together despite your past together...” he explained, “Plus all the moaning.”
“Were you spying on us?” I asked as I pointed at him.
“No, sir,” he replied, nonplused by accusation, “I’m just very good at reading people. I’m practically a human lie detector.”
I said to him, “I don’t see how it’s your business.”
Lee told me, “Tamashiro-san, I am saying this as his friend, not his subordinate. You are good for him. You make him happy. Just this morning I noticed a difference in him. He is free of his demons thanks to you. To be fair, I am jealous but I won’t hold that against you. Please stay with him at least a week.”
This was a big burden to place on me. I had never been so responsible for someone else before and it scared me.
“I’ll think about it,” I said as I left.
I went outside and took an aimless walk. The Valen Headquarter’s were located in the Marunouchi district in Chiyoda City. The metropolis looked a little different after ten years and I felt a bit lost. It was like when I first came to Tokyo as a young angry punk. While Ginowan wasn’t some little village, when I came to Tokyo I felt like a farm hick compared to the sophisticated Tokyoites. I was starting to feel that way again.
I managed to wander over to Hibiya Park. It was where I first meet Keiji’s father, my old oyabun. I stayed with him, as he rose through the ranks. I was there at his wedding, when he married the beautiful and intelligent Hotaru, Keiji’s mother. I was there at the birth of his first and only son. I was there when Hotaru, never a healthy woman, passed away. I was there at her funeral and left incense for her. I was not with him when his grieving heart failed him. I would be there for his son.
Keiji had grown up without a mother to give him affection. I grew up without a father to protect me. Together we could give each other everything we needed, including great sex. I would stay with him.
So I stayed with him for some more days. He had plenty of work to do, but he made time for me. We would go out to have fun, then come back to the top floor suite to fuck around. We did everything but penetration. Sure we played around that area, but there was an unspoken agreement that we would not go there. Everything was fine until we got into our first argument.
It all started one night as I was sucking on Keiji’s nipples. Things were getting really hot and Keiji was talking dirty to me.
“Yuudai-kun, Yuudai-kun,” he moaned, “I want you.”
“Mmmm...” I replied as I moved down his stomach.
“I want you in me,” he said.
I stopped suddenly.
“What?” I said.
“In my ass,” he explained, “Anal sex,”
“I know that,” I said, irritated, “I just thought we weren’t going to do that after what happened last time.”
“I thought the slate had been wiped clean,” he said accusingly.
“I just wouldn’t be comfortable doing that.”
“Why not?”
“I might hurt you.”
“You can be gentle. I have lube.”
“It won’t work. I’ll still rip you apart.”
“I can take it. I’m not that small.”
“It’s gross.”
“I keep myself clean. Anyway, you swallow my cum. Is that gross?”
“Can’t we just continue and talk about this later?” I said as I went back to his nipples.
“I’m going home,” Keiji said, pushing me off.
I rolled off him and watched him get dressed.
“We can talk later,” he said to me as he left, “Good night.”
Damn stubborn kid. Why would he go and bring something like that up? We were having a great enough time without me ripping him up. I don’t even do anal with women, not even with whores. The only time I’ve done anal is when I raped him. I didn’t want to think about that incident, much less replay it with him. Clean slate doesn’t mean it didn’t happen, it just means we wouldn’t hold it against each other. Of course the damn kid had to get pissed and leave like this. My only consolation was that he was probably as sexually frustrated as I was now and I could beat off right away.
So I jerked off, thinking about the sex we missed, and went to bed annoyed. In the morning I bumped into Jonathan Lee.
“What happened between you and Fukashigi-sensei?” he asked me.
“How do you...” I asked, “Oh, forget it. It’s personal.”
Lee nodded. “Oh, sex.”
I’m afraid I blushed in front of the douchebag.
“Listen, Detective Lee,” I said, “since you’re probably going to find out someway, I’ll just tell you now. The problem is that your boss wants me to fuck him in the ass and since I refused, he decided to be a whiny baby.”
“He likes to get his way. That’s how he’s gone so far,” Lee noted.
“Why does he want this anyway?”
“Prostate gland.”
“What?”
“The prostate gland is located in the rectum. Many men find it pleasurable to have it stimulated. I imagine there are other reasons, but that’s the main one,” Lee explained.
“Good,” I said, “You’re a doctor as well as a detective. Is there anything you can’t do, Jonathan Lee?”
Lee continued, “You can use your fingers and toys to stimulate his prostate. Perhaps you should purchase some dildos.”
“I’m not going into no sex toy store,” I said, “I can’t even walk past lingerie shop without blushing.”
“I’ll go for you.”
“You’d buy sex toys for your boss?”
“I would do anything for Fukashigi-sensei,” he said as he left.
I wasn’t sure if he was serious until I met him in the afternoon. I was going up to my suite when he came towards me with a bag from a place called “Le Rosey Fashion Botique” in fancy Roman letters. I pictured this straight-laced guy, surrounded by lacy underwear, calmly picking out erotic nicknacks. Why are mild-mannered guys like him always the biggest perverts?
“Tamashiro-san, I purchased this stuff for you and Fukashigi-sensei,” he said as he handed me the bag.
I looked inside. Inside was a straight forward dong, some little vibrator dildo, some beads, several tubes of lube, condoms, and some things I didn’t recognize.
“Perhaps I brought to much,” he said, almost embarrassed, “Use plenty of lube and condoms.”
“Um, yeah,” I said as I took the bag into the room.
As I looked through the bag, I realized Lee had a good idea. Perhaps I could satisfy Keiji without doing that. Thinking about using these things on Keiji gave me a shudder of pleasure. It was a win-win situation. With ideas like that, no wonder Keiji kept Lee around.
I called up Keiji’s cell phone and told him I had changed my mind. I told him I had something special for him. Later that night, Keiji came over.
“So what’s the surprise?” he asked.
“This,” I said, holding up the bag and a dildo.
“Yes!” he squealed, “I’ll go get ready!”
Keiji went into the western-style bathroom in my suite and did whatever he needed to do. He came out naked and freshly showered. My dick throbbed at the sight.
“God you’re so gorgeous,” I said, taking off my clothes.
We started to make out on the bed. Keiji started to go down on me but I stopped him.
“We’re doing things different tonight,” I told him.
I put a towel over the bed and told him to get on all fours on it. I took the bag and went behind him. When I opened his cheeks, I noticed that he had shaved himself down there. No wonder he had taken so long. Since it looked so clean, I decided to lick his asshole. Keiji gave a loud gasp at that and his balls twitched. He was loving it. Here I was tossing a guy’s salad and I wasn’t in jail! I tongued him while I rubbed his muscular ass. After making him damp and hard I lubed up the slim little vibrator. Very slowly and very carefully I took the vibrator and inserted it. Like the rest of the stuff it had a wide base to keep it from getting sucked in.
When it was in all the way I turned it on and turn Keiji on. I turned the setting up higher until everything was shaking.
“Iiiit’s sooo gooood,” he stuttered.
“Want something bigger?” I asked with a mischievous grin.
“Yeeeesss...”
I took the vibrator out as Keiji gave a disappointed sigh. In it’s place I put in a nice lubed dildo. It was smaller than my cock and I had put a condom on it to keep it clean. Keiji gave a pained cry that worried me until he started to push himself into the dildo. He took the dildo and started to fuck himself with it. He sat up and down on the fake cock, his semi-hard cock bouncing on his belly. It was so sexy seeing his face, covered in sweat, as he fucked himself. He gave him a helping hand and used another hand on myself. Keiji was bouncing so much I didn’t need to move my hand much. Keiji couldn’t take much of this. He pushed the dildo inside him one or two more times, and then came all over my hand. He fell down on his back, the dildo still in his ass.
“Now are you going to fuck my ass?” he asked panting.
What the hell?, I thought. He still wants anal sex. I then remembered how much stamina this kid had. He could fuck all night. Plus, I still hadn’t come. My horniness overcame resistance. I put on a condom and gently took the dildo out of his ass. I placed the huge head of my cock right at his hole. It was heavily lubricated by now. With a push too strong I entered him. It was so tight and warm I cried out. His gasp told me to slow down. I needed to slow down anyway since I didn’t want to come too soon. Very slowly I moved in and out, stopping every other stroke. Keiji looked at me with love. This was not like the horrible incident ten years ago. I felt gentle and loving, thinking more about Keiji than myself. I kissed him on softly on the forehead.
“I’m so filled,” he said.
“Happy?” I asked.
“Go a little faster.”
I reluctantly went faster, not wanting to hurt him. Keiji however pushed against me, pushed his hips up. I moved faster till we were shaken the bed. I was near coming but I held on, waiting for Keiji. I took Keiji’s cock, stiff and impaient, and beat it madly. I could feel the extreme heat between us and the sweat pouring down. I felt my heart in my throat. Why had I delayed this? It was wonderful! I felt Keiji’s cock go off in my hand and I went over the edge. We both scream and collapsed on each other.
“Kei...” I mumble, “You were right.”
“Of course I was,” he said.
I pulled my cock out of him. The bed was a mess and the towel was on the floor. Thank god for extra sheets.
“I’m so sore,” Keiji said, “I don’t think this is an every night thing, but it was so good.”
“I think I’m in love,” I murmured.
“Huh?”
“I think I want to stay here longer.”
So that’s how my week has been. How are things with you, mother?