Shigeru's Predicament

A/N:This is the background story to the One-Shot “A first time for everything” which involves the same characters as in this story, but several years later.

I don’t have a beta, and English isn’t my native language, so please don’t mind the mistakes, but if you find one that is too crucial to ignore, please let me know it. Thank you. :-)

I‘m trying to keep this story far away from some legal issues in connection with sex of an underage and a grown-up because this story should be entertaining and not confront with problems that we have in our sad world.
So clearly for all:
I don’t support sex or sexual acts between a grown-up and a minor outside this fiction.

Chapter 1: I just died and gone to hell.

Warnings: Most of the sexual acts happens in some porn that is mentioned in this chapter.

M/M, (extremely slight mentions of) F/M, anal, rimming, masturbation, toys, thoughts about sexual situations with a minor

I just died and gone to hell

As every Friday night I languidly stared at the TV as some dumb, supposedly funny, show that was flickering in the dark room away.
I shouldn’t complain about that, because I get good money for just being here and watching TV and eat and drink as much as I like. Oh, and to tend that little guy. Kiyoshi.

Well, he may be little in height, but he is 13 years already, and normally children his age were supposed to take care of themselves already.
But with him being from a rich family and all, I think they just want to boast with their money, that’s why they give me more than any normal family would give. Or something like that. Or they’re just overprotective. I mean, with them being rich and all, a little child might get in some kind of kidnapping for money.
Damn, I think I watched too much movies.

Which leads to the problem at hand.
Since I have to care for this little shit, since the incident two years ago, I haven’t had a weekend for myself. And with me being a man at the age of 21, there are certain, well, urges I had to put aside in favour of money.
Don’t get me wrong, I love Kiyoshi to death and I’m sort of protective over him myself, because I saw him once on the brink of death.

2 years ago

I was staggering home at 6 o’clock in the morning after losing all the content from my stomach. Which mainly contained beer and some other alcoholic beverages I don’t even know the name of.
I chuckled. ‘What a hell of a party. Can’t wait until next Saturday.’
The sun was slowly rising and sporadic there were some cars that were speeding home.
As I saw the house which contained my little apartment I reduced my pace to enjoy the fresh morning air a little more.
Closing my eyes while I yawned I winced as a loud screeching thundered in my drunken brain and I looked in the direction from where the annoying voice came.

I don’t think I had ever sobered so quickly up as I did at that moment.

Some kid with black hair stumbled on the street as a black sports car was frantically trying to stop, which explains the screeching.
Without thinking, as I saw the car couldn’t stop in time, I sprang on the street and threw the kid back on the sidewalk as the car hit me frontally.

And after that everything went black.

I don’t remember everything from the trip to the hospital or the treatment but I don’t like to hear any beeping sounds since that time. Because they give me the creeps.
But I do remember very well what happened after I recovered and only had to fight with a broken arm and a broken toe. I was a little confused, that the doctors wouldn’t let me go. Because I really didn’t have any insurance that could cover all the expenses, and do not mention the one-bed room and all.

A few days later a totally upset woman, and I do mention she was hot even if she was well in her thirties, attacked me (in the good kind of way) and kissed my face all over and thanked me.
I hadn’t had a clue who she was and what she is talking about, but a concussion and a beautiful woman slobbering your face could slow every man’s brain down.

After sorting her sobbing thanks-speech a little out, I knew she wasn’t some dumb-fuck I had eaten out at some party, but the mother of the little kid I seemingly saved the other day.
I know it sounds selfish, but I hadn’t even thought about that boy once, because my own welfare was distracting me from anything other than myself.
And I‘m not ashamed to say that I’m a bit of a sissy when it’s about pain.

Well, long story short. She told me, that her little one tends to run away when he’s alone but he’d never been so far away that his actions led to problems. He and her husband (That one was the hardest to hear. I mean she was really hot! I wouldn’t have mind to.. ah, well whatever) paid for all of my expenses and even said they would give me anything to compensate the damage done (like losing my part-time-job because nobody knew who I was and I lived alone so they couldn’t inform my boss). And so I said I just want a job.

And that’s why I’m here every time his parents were on a business trip, or some other thing I don’t really care for. Unfortunately mostly on weekends

As long as he’s awake it’s fun. I don’t miss anything and he is surprisingly smart and grown-up in spite of his outer appearance. I was a little shocked as I heard he was eleven, at that time, because he looked like he is 8 or 9. I mean I made out with the first girl when I was 12. And I knew I wasn’t that small when I was in his age.
But the moment I saw him standing between his parents I knew that most of his genes came from his mother. She was really a tiny, small woman. Maybe her husband was some kind of pedophile, and she was his substitute for his sick fantasies?

Well, anyway, Kiyoshi grew up in the last 2 years but he was still so tiny. But his clothes and hair were always perfect. That gave him a more mature look combined with his well-behaved rich-education-thingy behaviour. I dare say he is really cute.

So after watching some anime with him (Oh god, 3 hours of big boobs and asses. I hoped I wasn’t drooling in front of him. I didn’t think Kiyoshi knew anything about sex, because he looked so impassive when all those panty-shots flickered across the TV. I should really, really get laid.) he got to bed and left me alone. And I was really bored.
And this was just the beginning of the week I have to be here. The only thing that brings some comfort, is the knowing, that Kiyoshi has Winter holiday and we could spend the days together, because there is no way I would survive in this silent house alone.

This was also the first time I’m longer than one night here. And so my backpack was more stuffed with things to do than some other time.
But there was something I have never dared to do, when I’m here, all alone in the night, with nothing to do, than watching some stupid TV. But they did have a very big screen and a nice DVD-player. And I had DVDs.

Which I really, really shouldn’t watch when there’s a child in the house. But he never got up, after going to bed, and the bathroom is directly across Kiyoshi’s room, so he wouldn’t have a reason to go in the living room.

So after deeming my wonderful plan as absolutely waterproofed I took the stack of DVDs from my backpack and browsed through them. Tits. Pussies. Asses. Tits. Asses. Cock.
I haven’t known I packed any gay porn. Because when somebody finds out about them, a few normal porn-movies, didn’t do any harm. With me being a guy and all.
But the cover from this one is the most alluring, and I haven’t watched the movie at all, so it would be some new material to perform, well, certain duties.

I’ve never considered myself straight, bisexual or even gay. I’m just sexual. I don’t care who did something good to me, as long as it feels good. I had my share of women and men of every age and shape. I take them as they come. Fat, skinny, old, young. As long as there is a hole somewhere it’s good.
It sounds somewhat cruel, but that would be far from the truth. I just didn’t care what looks someone has, as long as they are nice, have a good hygiene and we’re using protection, I don’t know why I should constrain myself for one thing when I can have it all?
And nobody is leaving my bed unsatisfied.

Grabbing the DVD I stalked to the stairs and listened carefully for any sound from Kiyoshi’s room. After hearing nothing I tiptoed to the TV and inserted the DVD into the player and sat on the sofa.
I fast forwarded the whole foreplay of the two guys on the screen until I saw the black-haired guy sticking two fingers in the hardly lubricated hole of the blond.
Pressing play I watched mildly interested as he worked the hole with an in and out motion. I hate it when they were using so little lube, because of the light on the set, and it doesn’t excite me to know, that the guy on the receiving end just moans because it’s for the script.
So I put my hands on the back of the head and watched the whole ordeal without any trace of excitement. At least the two guys were nice to look at.

Oh, the blond has his nipples pierced. Nice.

I love them, they remind me of that heavy-tattooed guy I fucked that loved having them tucked. I didn’t have to touch his cock at all as long as I was playing with those rings in his nipples. And he even came from that.
I became a little obsessed with pierced nipples after that.
My cock stood at half-mast because of that memory. But I wanted to watch the movie, and not get off on some memories.

As the black-haired one on the Screen took his fingers out of the hole, I knew why they used so little lube. Because a second later his whole tongue vanished in the asshole and I had to exhale the breath I hold up after seeing the passionate look on both there faces. Oh yeah, that’s a little more like it.
And my cock was happily agreeing with me.
I love every kind of asshole treatment. I would give up on pussies and cocks if I could be on the giving or receiving end of some of that.
I haven’t been fucked that often. I could count that on one hand, because I have some trust issues with being fucked in the ass from some random guy I don’t know. But I loved every time, and from the reactions I get from any of my partners I fucked in the ass, they loved it as well.

The guy on TV took a bottle of lube out of nowhere and lubricated his dick. The camera focused a few minutes on his dick and than got back to the interesting action. Oh my god.
The blond was playing with his own pierced nipples.
I just couldn’t stand it anymore and had to get my cock out of my sweatpants.

I was so engrossed in the nipple-play on the screen that I didn’t hear the steps behind me and I was teasing my own dick with my fingertips just so that it wasn’t too much because I was already on the edge, because I hadn’t had fucked for three months and I don’t like to masturbate often. Because there was a time, I was so obsessed with masturbating, that I began to get horny when I saw my own hands. And masturbating 5 times a day leaves you pretty exhausted.

At first my brain hadn’t registered that there is something very, very wrong with the picture, that Kiyoshi sat himself beside me on the sofa and it took a few seconds before I tucked my hard dick in lightning-speed back into my pants and was jumping for the remote control, only to have it snatched away by Kiyoshi.
“Leave it. Don’t mind me”, was all he said.
I’m normally not a very shy person, and I think that a little porn doesn’t do a 13 year old any harm. But there he sat, the little guy I had to look after, and here I was stroking my dick to some gay porn. And my head exploded nearly from too much blood that rushed into my cheeks and my whole face. I knew I must’ve looked like I was a tomato.
And my dick just agreed with Kiyoshi’s words.

Kiyoshi just looked at me. His hair sleep ruffled and he pressed the pause button. I looked at the screen against my will, and there was a close-up of an unnaturally big, lubricated cock pressing itself into a tiny asshole. And my mortification rose thousandfold as Kiyoshi followed my look.
My first reaction was to block the view with my body but his look concentrated on my tented pant, because I lacked any shirt to obscure the view to that.
I cleared my throat and said subdued:”Do you need something?”
He just looked at my crotch, and I began to become a little self-conscious, because that wasn’t my idea of how to lose my job.
“I couldn’t sleep and I was thirsty. I saw the light of the TV, and thought I could keep you company”, he said with a thoughtful look.

I don’t know what to make from this situation. He doesn’t seem offended at all. In fact he seems to handle this situation more mature than I do. But, I just couldn’t wank off to some gay porn, while an underage is watching. I didn’t want him to ask, even if justified, questions about gay sex, or sex in general. Than he said something that shocked me, even if I’m normally not baffled by these kind of things.
“I’ve seen some of the porn movies from my father. They were all only with woman. I wasn’t really interested, and haven’t thought much about it. I just want to know if there is more to it when there’re not woman involved.”

I blinked several times and opened and closed my mouth because I was lost on words. There he sat, little, pure, I-look-like-some-fucking-girl Kiyoshi and is talking to me about porn and how he isn’t interested in girls. My cock gave finally up, and it wasn’t awkward anymore to stand in front of the TV. I really didn’t know what to make of this situation. I mean, I didn’t know the movie, but I didn’t think it would involve some whips, or paddles or some fetish things that could corrupt Kiyoshi’s little brain. But first I have to make sure, that I can keep my job, when I move from the screen away.
“Well, uhm, yeah, I don’t really know if this is…”
“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anything”, he said, before I could even form a whole sentence. This little shit knows me to well.
Without any arguments against it I just moved away and he pressed the play button.
Damn, but I won’t masturbate in front of some child, that’s just sick.

I stared on the screen and had a really, really hard time not to look to the side to see his reaction. My look slid to his hand as he put the remote on the coffee table and I had to look at his face.
Kiyoshi just looked without any emotion on the screen. The same look as he would see some documentary about some animals or something. Nothing special. He doesn’t seem bemused at all.

After looking at the screen once more I saw how the guy who has done the fucking until seconds ago was spreading the ass from the blond, and the viewer got a really good look at the stretched slightly redden hole. I was torn apart between getting my hard-on back or dying of mortification, because of that.
I rubbed my crossed leg against my squashed erection to gain a little relieve but I tried to watch emotionless at the happenings in the screen.
As the cock sunk back into the hole a little strained voice came from the right.
“Doesn’t that hurt?”

Oh god, here came the questions. My only poor consolation was, that the little guy knew about sex in general, so I just skip the whole “When somebody loves someone than..”
“Yes, it hurts, that is, in the beginning it does, or when somebody isn’t gentle. But the anus does have a bunch of nerve-endings and guys do have the prostrate so it feels good.”
Yeah, smooth, just some documentary. I’m just the teacher and he is a pupil. That’s fine with me. No harm done.
“Have you done it?” Okay, that one was unexpected, but if I keep it straightforward I don’t have to elaborate more than I have to.
“Yes, a few times. On both ends.”
He looked at me for a few, very long seconds, but then looked back to the screen. Now the blond one was getting a load in the face and was lapping at it happily. Eww, that’s nasty. I don’t like the taste at all. But my dick seemed to like the idea of it anyway.
“Why do they do that? I mean it doesn’t taste any good.”
Ok, I just died. And gone to hell. What the hell does this little shit know about the taste of it. Has someone taken advantage of him? My shocked look must’ve confused him because he looked a little perturbed.
“What?”, he said in a defensive tone, and I forgot the obvious. I don’t know why but every guy does take interest in his sperm some time in his life. I think he was a little braver than some of the kids his age and must have played with it and tasted it.
My cock, definitely, and under no circumstances, gave a twitch to THIS idea, at all. Nope.
I’m turning into a child molester in no time, when I let him watch this and talk like this a second longer.

As his eyes widened I watched back to the screen. There was some brown haired guy and, wow, he was sucking on a really big dildo. That kind of dildo you could only get in your ass when you had a little practice with big things up your ass. God dammit, I want to masturbate.
The guy lubricated his fingers and pushed them into his ass and without any stretching he put the dildo in his ass. For show he shoved it really slow into his ass, but a blind man could see that he was desperate to have the whole thing up his ass. And the whole thing went up his ass.
I let out a little desperate moan as 15 inches were away. He shoved it so deep, that not even the underside of the toy showed anymore. I have to watch that movie when I’m at home. And bought a whole box of tissues. And have a vibrator up my ass. I’m dying.

A shifting motion caught my eye and I looked to Kiyoshi, the guy who is to blame for my hard-on and wasting really good wanking-material.
First I thought he had to pee, but than, excuse my slowness, I registered that he is only wearing boxers, and they had a noticeable tent, in a position where it is deemed indecent. Or so old ladies say.

Little Kiyoshi is getting off, to some guy who shoves a dildo big as a tree in his ass. That’s somewhat cute. And unfortunately, forgive my newfound child-molester-ness, hot. Normally he must have screamed like a little girl and run away the second he saw what I was doing. But I knew now, what he will be looking at on his PC when he is alone. I have to giggle aloud at my own thoughts but then an angry voiced shut me up.

“You’re hard yourself, fag, so don’t laugh at me”
I know I should really be mad at him, for talking like that. But this is the first time I saw him scowling and using cusses and my newfound child-molester-problem got new fuel. So I just decided to tease him.
“If I’m a fag for getting hard to gay porn, then shouldn’t you be a fag, too?”
I raised one eyebrow and smirked at him as a mix from confusion and anger flickered through his face.
He stared at the screen and I saw his lower lip slowly protruding. Just a little. He was pouting. How cute! So I decided to just press on.
“Is it that guy that got you hard, or what he is doing?”
I licked my lips and turned my face to the TV but watching Kiyoshi from the corner of my eye. He wasn’t reacting in anyway, but than a small smirk flashed over his lips.
“I was just thinking doing that to you. Because you look like you could get something like that up your ass”.

Okay, I thought that was too much. I took the remote control and pressed the eject button. He looked confused to me and than a little terrified, because I kept looking with a very strained look on the TV-screen that showed the DVD-player menu.
“I..”, he swallowed audibly and looked down on his knees with a self-conscious look.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say that.”
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and spoke very softly.
“Go to bed, little one. It’s late”

He hadn’t said anything and got up and as soon as he was away I grabbed my dick and stroked it frantically. I came in seconds as pictures of Kiyoshi fucking me with a dildo invaded my mind.