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The year was December, 1988.
Kamurocho had a different feeling during this time.
Usually with all the bright light street-filled nights from different restaurants, stores, and clubs, they took some time to make the holiday month a little special. Like adding jingling bells to doors whenever you walked in, with reefs and Christmas lights on the wall. Christmas gift deals for your “loved ones and children” and the bars were mostly filled with people partying and drinking, disco dancing, along with karaoke. Most people were choosing Christmas music to sing along to of course. Couples and friends on the street getting hot cocoa and some nice new limited flavor takoyaki for December only. Kids playing snowball fights at the children’s park in the corners of the streets, building snowmen if it snowed enough. Those random snowy nights where snowflakes would collect on the tip of people's noses and everyone would giggle and laugh. Some would rush to their heated cars and stores with a furnace to get out of cold snowy weather that would sometimes show up during the week. Half of the time, it wouldn’t snow, and the other half, it’s semi-light snow falls.
Kiryu was walking down Theater Avenue, It was around 9 at night, and he didn’t have a plan to end window shopping anytime soon.
He was looking in through stores that had new clothes, and new deals for furniture, when something caught him.
New deals on parts for pocket circuit cars.
He gasped as he saw a model he really liked. The tires looked good, the model looked clean along with the colors. As he was mesmerized, there were other kids surrounding the window too, begging their parents or asking them if Santa could get it.
Kiryu sighed and smiled, knowing pocket circuit was a miniature racing track game/tournament targeted at younger audiences. But he didn’t care, even though he was 20, it was an activity where everyone gets together and competes, with teamwork and lots of encouragement. He loved it with all his heart. Call him childish. Kiryu doesn’t care.
As Kiryu was still looking in awe and excitement, his pager rang in his pocket.
The pager showed:
“411”
Which the numerical code translates to
“where are you?”
Ah, it must have been from Nishiki. He went to the nearest pay phone and called.
Ring.
Ring.
“Hello? Is this Kiryu?” Nishiki asked.
“Yes. Was that you that paged me?” Kiryu replied.
“Yeah, I was just wondering where you are. It’s 9:15. Wanna get a bite to eat? Unless you already ate?”
“I haven’t, and I’m starving.” Kiryu whined, holding his growling stomach.
“Not surprised. You just live on those cup ramens back at your apartment. Those are empty in nutrition! How about some real dinner for once?” Nishiki judged and snickered.
“Hey, they’re cheap and convenient. There’s a Poppo on almost every corner and I pick them up there.” Kiryu fought back.
Kiryu smiled in annoyance as he heard Nishiki laugh behind the speaker.
“Yeah, whatever dude. What street are you on?”
“I think I’m on Taihei Blvd. Right by the Millennium Tower.”
“Oh, I’m over by Pink Street. Not far. Wanna meet me here? There’s a ramen joint right by me. I know how much you love ramen so, call it my treat.”
Kiryu smiled wide.
“You serious? You know how much I go out on ramen!!” Kiryu said in excitement.
“Yeah, that’s why I offered. Don’t thank me, okay? We’re sworn brothers, remember? Now stop jumping up and down and get your ass over here. I’m hungry.” Nishiki laughed and hung up.
Kiryu smiled and exited the phone booth, and made his way to Pink street.
When Kiryu made his way over there, Nishiki was waiting by the wall of the restaurant, both of them entering the ramen shop.
As the waiter showed them their seats, they both got settled.
“What took you so long? I’m starving my ass here.” Nishiki snarked, playfully pushing Kiryu.
“I was still window shopping a little. You really should look at the stores when it’s Christmas time.” Kiryu responded, pushing Nishiki back, both of them laughing.
“Enough with the window shopping. Why don’t you spend money on cleaning yourself up a little.” Nishiki said with annoyance.
“What do you mean? You bought me a new outfit a few days ago.” Kiryu replied.
“Yeah, and are you wearing it?” Nishiki smirked.
Ah yes, the new outfit Kiryu chose the other day. White suit with matching white suit pants, with an orange collared shirt that he wears under. Nishiki made fun of him about it, but bought it for him.
Kiryu looked at his outfit, and in reality it was the black blazer and pants with the white collared shirt and chain on his neck. The Tojo family clan pin on his suit collar. Now Nishiki and Kiryu both wore it on their suit collars, knowing they can scare any stranger that comes in their way.
“That’s what I thought. Wear the damn thing, I didn’t buy that for it to collect dust back at your apartment. Imagine all the ladies you could pull with that silly little outfit. I bet they would like that.”
Kiryu thought about that. He hasn’t really had an interest in any women at the moment. He's been interested in men. But the thing was, would he even find someone? Or be lonely for the rest of his life? Maybe that’s what he wants for Christmas, for someone to finally appreciate how he looks and loves him. To take care of him.
“Speaking of which, have you got a special lady yet?” Nishiki asked with curiosity.
“No.. not really interested.” Kiryu replied quietly.
“Seriously? Whatever then, just find some way to live a little ok? Instead of racing little cars at a track with little kids. Go to a bikini bar, get an erotic massage from the massage parlor. I heard the babes over there make men tremble with every session. Maybe go to the Teltel Boys club. Live your life man.”
The waiter came to the table, and brought their orders. Kiryu got tonkotsu ramen, and Nishiki got spicy miso. They didn’t want to go big on drinks, so they just got beer malts on the side.
As Kiryu slurped his noodles, he thought about what Nishiki said.
He wouldn’t want to go to a Bikini bar, or the massage parlor.
There was one thing he was kinda interested in.
Teltel Boys Club….
There wasn’t any specifics on who you could get hooked up with. Normally people would pay for a session to get a private room and hook up with a random lady to make sexually frustrated, perverted men get rid of the problem in their pants on the phone. Always with the box of tissues on the table, and a small TV in case you wanted to play a naughty VHS to get your rocks off too. Nishiki told him all about it, because Kiryu has never experienced this before.
Kiryu wasn’t interested in women.
He simply wants a handsome man to take care of him, to praise him, and to service him. Kiryu was 20. His libido was sorta riding through the roof a little recently. It was bothering his lifestyle now. Constantly on his mind.
Kiryu is a virgin. And he’s ashamed. Nishiki always bragged about himself getting laid every other weekend.
But Kiryu? He’s lonely. He’s getting sexually frustrated.
He needs something. Relief. Anything. Kiryu can’t take it anymore. All of his sexual frustration is pent up. He’s riled up.
But he simply does not want a woman. He needs a man. Doesn’t care, as long as he’s young, caring, and handsome. maybe a little older than him. He doesn’t care if they are a sugar daddy or someone who pays young men for sex, the sugar daddy would be a nice addition. Kiryu is a bit broke. He makes money from the loan sharks, normally gets a little prize money at the end. Also works with the Tojo clan. Also helps Reina at the bar now and then. Earns a little from that.
But he can’t fully afford nice dinners every night. Mostly twice a week he goes out. But stores up on little microwave meals and cup ramens from the local Poppo, stacked in his apartment.
He’s changed his mind about one thing. He doesn’t want a man to use him, or see him as a cheap fuck for one night. Broken feelings and rejection the next day.
He wants a man to love him, to take care of him, to praise him. Simply put it that way.
He doesn’t want them to be rough at first. He wants them to be nice and gentle. Kiryu was innocent, and had never done anything like this before.
Back at the orphanage when he was a kid, he knew the boys would get off all the time, Kiryu didn’t have the courage. He simply didn’t know what to do, it embarrassed him. It felt like to him that getting off wouldn’t make him a real man. Simply a childish act.
Only thing Kiryu gets in the current day are wet dreams now and then. He wouldn’t really remember how they felt, and would wake up with stained boxer briefs is all.
He wonders what true pleasure feels like.
After Nishiki and him finish their dinner, Nishiki pays the check, and they walk out.
“It was good to catch up again. Are you going to take the advice I gave you?” Nishiki asked, as they both lit their cigarettes in the street.
“Maybe.” Kiryu replied, shy.
“Whatever man. Anyway, I gotta date in a few. See you later.”
And with that, Nishiki walked away.
Kiryu finished his cigarette and stomped it into the ground. Thinking of what to do next.
It was 9:45 pm, and he wasn’t really tired. He might as well enjoy the night life a little while more before retiring back to his apartment.
Kiryu walked around town, the bright neon lights from various restaurants and stores illuminating his face, making him look pretty.
As he was walking by the corner, one man touched his shoulder.
“Want to have a session? Connect with a hot babe over the phone to get rid of your sexual frustration! Only 300 yen!” The man said, all up in Kiryu’s face.
Kiryu thought about it. This could be his chance. His first time. 300 yen? That’s a deal. Maybe he could get lucky. Find the man he wanted.
“Sure. Lead the way.” Kiryu said, embarrassed, giving the man the money.
The man was happy he finally lured someone, making some quick cash that night.
Kiryu was taken to a private room. The man closed the door, Kiryu locking it from the inside. He needs privacy for sure.
Kiryu sat in the chair, looking at the table. There was the small tv, the rotary phone, the box of tissues, and a small paper with numbers to call. Anonymous numbers.
Just like what Nishiki told him.
Kiryu was nervous, shaking.
He’s never done this before.
He can’t back out now. He paid the money. The chance was right in front of him. He just needed to man up.
Live his life.
Kiryu grabbed the phone, and shaky hands dialed the anonymous numbers from the paper.
He waited for the first number to pick up.
When they picked up, he heard a girl's voice, acting seductive. He skipped.
He’s not interested in women.
The next few numbers he dialed from the list were all women. Looking for a man to help them get off, and to return the favor.
Kiryu was going to give up. He just wants a man to help.
Kiryu tried the last number, waiting for the ring.
Ring..
Ring…
Ring….
Ring…..
As Kiryu was about to hang up, the line picked up.
“Hello, who’s on the line tonight?” The voice spoke.
Kiryu froze.
That voice, it wasn’t a woman. It was a man.
Kiryu finally sighed in happiness.
“What are yer sighing about? Not interested?” The man replied on the other line.
“No, no! Sorry, I uh.. just got excited. Happy that I.. got a man on the line. Was close to g-giving up.” Kiryu responded, shy and twiddling the phone wire between his fingers.
“How cute. Sounds like I got someone I wanted as well.”
Kiryu blushed.
“You're gay?” Kiryu asked, curious.
“Yes. Did I also say how lovely yer voice sounds? So nice and deep, smooth like honey.~” the other man replied, with a hint of tease and interest.
Kiryu let out a little gasp. Face all red.
“Oh honey.. is this yer first time? A comment like that getting you all flustered and shaken up, ya?~”
“Y-yeah.. no one has complimented me like that b-before..” Kiryu spoke quietly.
“How cute, tell me why you really came here in first place, hm?~”
Kiryu was nervous, all blushy.
“Well… I’ve been p-pent up lately. I’ve been single my whole life, and haven’t really explored relationships, or myself. Never had the courage to give myself p-pleasure. I’m.. I’m a virgin” Kiryu said, with a slight whisper, shrugging in on himself.
“Poor sweetie. Tell me what yer looking for in a man.~” the other voice on the line teased.
Kiryu started bouncing his leg, getting a little sweaty.
“I, uh-, well…. want someone to treat me nice and g-gentle… for the first time.. maybe a little b-bossy… to put m-me in my place… to treat me like I mean the world to them… to see me as someone that they love… and not just some random h-hook up… I, I want to f-feel good. Ex-experience sex for the first t-time.. I want s-somone to take care of me… to make me feel g-good..”
Kiryu whined, voice getting shaky, body rising up and down with each single breath.
“Oh my.. very specific. You want that, hm? Some daddy to spoil you? Someone to treat you right?.. Show you how much you mean to them? To make you feel good? Yea?~”
the other man breathed through the speaker, hints of arousal and dominance showing.
“Y-yes… I really d-do..” Kiryu spoke, arousal flowing in his body, arousal starting to show in his pants. Kiryu gasped, he’s never had a boner just from something like this, only from wet dreams.
“What’s wrong baby? Tell me~” the voice praised.
“I.. I .. I feel… hot.. and.. I .. I don’t know what to d-do… please.. please help me~” Kiryu begged, squirming a little, breath hitching.
“Of course I will sweetheart. Please tell me what you look like, I want to know, baby. Please~” the other man spoke, breath hitching. Kiryu could hear a zipper and fabric being rustled. Was he getting himself off to this?
“I- I have brown eyes. Almond like. Short hair. Pr-prominent cheekbones I g-guess.. normally wear a black suit jacket over a white shirt with some gold chain on my neck, nothing s-special. Sometimes a white suit buttoned over an orange design collared shirt if I’m feeling a little fancy..” Kiryu spoke, face all red.
He also didn’t need to tell the man about the dragon tattoo on his back yet, he didn’t need to know he was a yakuza, that could ruin the moment. Maybe in the future he could show him, if they ever met up.
“I bet yer so pretty. So handsome, god I wish I could see ya right now.. sweet little thing.~”
Kiryu blushed, no one has ever complimented and talked to him like this before. He liked it very much, sending butterflies to his stomach, a warmth through his body, which only added to his arousal even more.
“What about you?” Kiryu asked, curious and pent up.
“Well.. I do have long hair, but I keep it in a ponytail most of the time. I also have an eyepatch.” the man responded with tease.
Kiryu gulped, he sounded very handsome already.
“Come on baby.. I bet yer all riled up. Go ahead, touch yourself for me. Let me hear ya sweetheart~”
Kiryu proceeded. He slowly brought his hand over his black suit pants, and palmed his boner through the fabric, which made him gasp and hitch his breath, hips slightly shaking into the touch.
This felt good already. He’s never gotten off like this. Everything feels intense.
“Ya sound so good, come on, let me hear ya more. We’re just getting started honey~” the other man spoke, also gasping as he was jacking himself off slowly to Kiryu's sounds.
Kiryu blushed and felt warmth through his body, knowing the other anonymous person was getting off too. Because of him. Kiryu felt happy that he also drew another man crazy.
Kiryu unzipped his pants, and started to palm his erection that stood out in his boxer briefs, a wet patch of pre-cum forming on the top. Kiryu couldn’t stop twitching his hips, gasping and whining into the phone speaker with his other hand. Eyebrow knitted expression, mouth slightly open, tiny bit of drool forming on the corner of his bottom lip.
”Oh honey, keep the pace up. Just like that. Ya sound great~” the man spoke, breath hitching and getting faster with each pant.
Was he close?
“I,, I feel so g-good.. n-not gonna last long-” Kiryu stuttered into the phone, as he took his erection out of his briefs, stroking himself with a slow, rough pace, slightly getting faster.
The sweat on Kiryu's face was getting worse. The warmth in his body was getting stronger. Kiryu felt so warm and good. His hips and groin felt butterflies and rising warmth. He hasn’t felt this good ever. He enjoyed every second. He couldn’t keep up much longer, as well as the other man on the phone.
“Cum for me sweetheart. Let me hear ya voice. Let me hear ya, please. Wanna hear ya loose it baby~” the other man pleaded, breath and groans getting faster, the sound of fabric rubbing on the other side of the line. The man was very close as well from the sound of it .
Kiryu stroked himself faster, he couldn’t help but let out slight, flustered groans, his hips grinding into the grip of his hand, chasing the upcoming orgasm. Kiryu’s groans were getting higher in pitch, body shaking, until he felt the butterfly warmth feeling in his stomach take over him, arching his back a little off the chair with a choked whine and shout, orgasm crashing in slowly like a wave, Kiryu letting out a quiet high pitch moan (that was very noticeable still), that drove the other man on the phone crazy, pushing him to the last edge and coming, panting into the speaker.
“That’s it. Let me hear ya~”
Kiryu threw his head back as cum drenched his hand, and shot onto some of his black suit jacket, body twitching, hips stuttering, eyes drawn shut, eyebrows curved, letting out pants and light moans, jaw a little bit slacked. Kiryu didn’t know he could make these sounds. He felt embarrassed. But it just felt good. He couldn’t help himself.
As Kiryu calmed down from his high, he took some tissues out of the tissue box on the table, and cleaned his hand and suit jacket that was covered in cum.
“Yer sounded pretty baby. Wish I was there~” the man replied, voice all relaxed and calm.
Kiryu spoke again, trying to catch his breath from the previous action.
“D-did you, cum sir?~” Kiryu asked and stuttered, all shy and hot.
“Of Course. I couldn’t help myself but lose it to the sound of ya pretty voice. Also, it’s Majima.”
Kiryu flushed at the praise, but then raised his eyebrow.
“Majima is my name. What about yers?~”
“Um,, name is K-Kiryu” Kiryu replied with a hint of a whisper.
“Oh Kiryu, such a pretty name. If only I can see ya… say, wanna meet up in person tomorrow?~” Majima spoke on the other line.
Kiryu blushed, eyes wide open. Was he being serious?!!
“O-oh, that would be really fun.. sure why n-not.” Kiryu spoke, with a hint of excitement.
Kiryu honestly didn’t know what to fully think. His emotions were everywhere. Half of him was super excited to finally meet the man in person, and make his dreams come true. To be fully loved and taken care of.
But the other half..
What if Kiryu wasn’t good enough? What happens if Majima tries to fuck him tomorrow and Kiryu doesn’t know what to do? Will Majima shame him for being an innocent stupid virgin? What happens if Kiryu wasn’t good enough?
Kiryu's breaths were getting rushed, as his anxiety was taking over,
“Hey kid. Ya ok? Hey… don’t sweat it okay? I know yer a beginner. Ya don’t know what to do. This is all new, and I’ll be there every step of the way. I promise. Trust me, Kiryu. I’ll make it feel good as possible, for ya, and
the both of us. I’ll treat ya with all the care in the world. I know I don’t know what ya really fully look like, but from the sound of it, you sound like someone who’s precious and handsome.. and I want you to see if I’ll be good enough for ya.. so please, give me a chance. I also don’t want ya only for sex. I want to get to know ya more. Go out on dates all the time. Go to the arcade, bowling alley, god, even sing karaoke at the bar together! All the cute cheesy love shit!~”
Majima spoke with ease, giggling after the last sentence, wanting to give Kiryu his trust. That’s what Kiryu needed at the moment. Someone he could trust first, before letting his rising libido take over.
Kiryu smiled, blush creeping up on his face.
“Okay, sure. I trust you” Kiryu replied, with a smile, also giggling too.
“Perfect. Do ya mind meeting me tomorrow at the Grand Cabaret? In Sotenbori?” Majima asked.
“Never heard of it, but sure. Why there of all places? Special connection?” Kiryu asked with curiosity.
“Well, I’m the manager there. I kinda run the place” Majima smiled into the phone speaker.
“Woah, that’s awesome. Alright. Give me the time.”
“Hmm, what about a dinner date? Around 5:30? Is that fine sweetheart? Who knows, we might get carried away~” Majima teased, with his deep accent.
Kiryu blushed and stuttered, letting out a flustered groan.
“Y-yeah. Sounds good. It was, really nice talking to you, Majima. I’ll see you tomorrow. When I get there, I just ask for the manager right?”
“Yes. I’ll meet ya right away after they notify me that yer here. Just tell them your name.
I’ll actually make a reservation just for us, okay? No guests or workers bothering us, just the two of us, ya?~” Majima teased, an evil smirk kiryu could imagine on his face on the other side of the line.
This man was definitely a tease. Kiryu secretly liked it.
“Sure. I’ll like that.” Kiryu replied with a soft smile.
“See ya then. I had fun with ya, Kiryu. Can’t wait to see how handsome ya look in real life, sweetie.~” with that, Majima hung up.
Kiryu sighed in happiness, head over the clouds as he put the phone back on the receiver.
He definitely was in love already. He couldn’t wait till tomorrow. He didn’t know some cheap teltel boys phone club would actually bring him the man of his dreams. But guess he was lucky this time.
Kiryu exited the phone booth with embarrassment. But he was happy.
He walked over towards the hotel district, and called a taxi. After the taxi took him to his apartment, Kiryu entered and locked the door, took off his clothes, and was left in a gray short sleeved pajama T-shirt and his boxer briefs.
He rolled his futon mat out onto the floor, and got situated, cuddling into the pillow and got under the furry blanket making a cocoon. It was always very cold in the late evenings this time of year.
He turned on the tv, scrolling through channels and was looking at some odd seafood commercials, and pachinko advertisements. He wasn’t interested for long.
After he got up and put the remote on the low table, he got situated back onto the futon mat with his blanket, snuggling into his pillow.
It was 11:30 pm.
He could hear the kamurocho nightlife outside his window, the cars driving, the calming city ambience, the neon signs from the city glowing through his window, giving his room a nice ambience.
As he was about to close his eyes,
He couldn’t wait for tomorrow.
5:30 pm, to be exact.