Unwanted memories

by Mezradea

Summary:

Choso struggles to support his family while being burdened with memories of his past life. Then everything gets even worse once a person from the past shows up as if to mock him, making an offer Choso can't possibly ignore

Notes:

• For Choobie.

Celebrating Naoya's anime debut by getting him laid!!!

Choso fiddled with a lighter cursing as his frigid fingers couldn't get the damn thing to work. It took a few tries but finally he managed to light his cigarette. Small flame warming up the tips of his fingers for a second. Choso was soaking wet as he inhaled the smoke, letting it out after a moment and resting his head on the wall he was standing against.

"Fucking hell..." he sighed to let out at least some of his frustration. It was getting late and still no luck. He didn't want to stay out there any longer, not in this shitty weather. It was probably easier to catch the right person's eye later in the evening, but he didn't like coming up with excuses for why he didn't come home for the night. Lying to his brothers made him feel sick. But maybe just a bit longer... just few more minutes till he finishes his smoke.

It wasn't the end of the world. Yet. He still had some time before his bills are due. He can try again tomorrow. He is not that desperate. Yet.

But it sure would be nicer to earn some cash tonight... He thought briefly about trying his luck online but... it was too risky. He wouldn't survive one of his brothers finding out...

Another long drag from the cigarette.

He knew he wasn't a good catch. Men who would pay for his services were already a rarity... And it was only going to get harder as the time passes by. He was not getting any younger or prettier. Honestly the smoking and overworking was making him cringe at his own reflection. Tired sunken eyes and sickly thin skin... Those changes happened gradually throughout the past few years, his skin used to be a lot healthier, had more colour to it, there was more life in his eyes, and yet, it was a very familiar reflection... Thinking about it didn't make it any less depressing. He breathed out, trying to entertain himself by making smoke rings. Didn't come out as nice due to the rain dripping down from the flimsy windowsill he hid beneath. But it was something to take his mind off the memories. Something to busy his fingers with while sending glances at the men walking past the alley.

This weather probably wouldn't put any of them in the mood for something weird and dangerous. They were all probably rushing home to the warmth of their family and a steaming hot meal...

That's what Choso was yearning for at least.

Half of his cigarette gone, he sighed and threw his head back to the wall. Banging it a few times out of sheer helplessness. He could maybe ask his employer at the bar for some of his paycheck quicker. But that would only postpone the problem, not solve it. Two, maybe three guys this week would make the issue disappear. He couldn't risk having their electricity cut again. Not when he was living with his two little brothers. He had to protect them. He had to. He was the reason they were now living in this small shitty apartment instead of having cozy warm beds at their father's mansion... He took them away from that life. He had to provide for them now, make sure they were comfortable and get properly educated.

He had to make sure they'll have a better life than...

"How much?" he raised his head at the question. Well dressed man in a suit, holding an umbrella, hair perfectly groomed as he looked down at Choso. Not at his face though. At the wet shirt clinging to his chest, completely soaked, probably see through... It's why Choso left his jacket unzipped. His face didn't get him much attention but his body wasn't that bad... He took his time measuring the man as he breathed out the smoke.

"10 000 yen" it wouldn't fix anything but it would help a lot. And the man looked like he could easily afford it. But he knew he made a mistake when the man's eyes narrowed.

"Don't waste my time" the man sighed as he walked away.

"Shit..." Choso sighed and pressed hands to his face, almost poking his eye out with the lit cigarette. He really fucked up now. Should've offered lower. He wasn't a naive pretty virgin anymore to justify high prices. His value was plummeting down and it wasn't even high to begin with. But he needed the money, he couldn't just start offering discounts because he wasn't good enough anymore. He heard the man's footsteps fading away. It was getting so dark and quiet on this street... He could beat that guy up and steal his wallet. There were no witnesses around. But he already saw his face. It would be way too easy to identify him by it. The red line running across his cheeks made him quite recognisable...

And of course he was done with the life of crime.

Mostly that.

Of course...

He scratched at the bridge of his nose. A permanent reminder from his father... It was making him uneasy... Maybe tomorrow he can use some concealer... Make himself less recognisable...

Dropping the cigarette he extinguished the light stepping over it and blew out the last breath of smoke. He really should quit. His brothers would hate it if they found out. But it was hard to quit when it gave him some small piece of comfort whenever the times were this stressful. He wondered if there was anything left he had that he could pawn off. His mother's jewelry was out of the question. But was there anything else...? He tried to weight the value of all his possessions but got interrupted by an annoyed coughing next to him.

"Really?! Right next to the public pavement? Take this cancerous cloud out of my face you-" the voice was high pitched and annoying. Sure, Choso was in the wrong, but he was going through something right now. Before he could think it through, his frustration took the better of him, just as his old habits.

"A?! If you've got a problem with it, I can stick the next cigarette up your ass" he barked back without much thought. He was already done with standing here and freezing to death. He had no intention of dealing with an annoying bleached blond-

Oh.

Oh no.

He recognised this weird hair dye...

And this annoying voice.

And the equally annoying face...

Naoya Zen'in in all his annoying glory stood before him.

Choso felt a storm of emotions rising in his chest, and his attitude dropped immediately.

It was so confusing... Did he just feel... happy...?

This was too confusing, he was not ready to unpack all that. Not now, not ever.

"My bad, sorry" he said quickly and made a move to leave, not noticing how the other man was uncharacteristically silent for a moment. But when Choso tried to walk deeper into the alley to leave this situation and this disgustingly familiar face behind, a hand grabbed his wrist. His breath stopped as he braced himself for a fight.

"Wait wait! You've got guts. I like that" the other man leered as Choso looked back at him. Smile that didn't quite reached his eyes. Eyes looking straight into Choso's "So, how much?"

That was not a question Choso expected. He tried to remember everything he knew about this man. Other than his fighting style and stance on family dynamics, he didn't know much. Scum, sleezeball, asshole were the words Maki used a few times to describe him. So it would be probable that he was the type to pay for sex.

Doesn't mean that Choso was fine with doing it with him.

"50 000 yen" he answered sharply. High enough to discourage anyone looking for some cheap fun.

"Deal"

What?

Choso blinked as Naoya pulled him towards himself, ignoring his surprise "I know a good love hotel nearby, let's go" he said cheerfully as he lead the way, without any concern for Choso.

And Choso... followed...

Money like that doesn't just appear out of nowhere... even if the thought of doing it with this guy made his stomach flip... He needed the money...

It didn't seem like the other man recognised him... It should be safe then. Just act normal and get the money your brothers need.

It should be fine. After all, Naoya might not even remember being Naoya... Choso lived in this world for over two decades already, and so far, he haven't met anyone who would remember their past life.

Naoya was sure to be the same. Just a familiar face, familiar soul, with no memories of their brief time together in a different world. It should be fine...

 

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There was a time when Choso didn't remember either. He looked back at those years with complicated sentiment. It was better that he remembered. He felt more 'himself' ever since. But... He sure was happier before... Not knowing anything, just enjoying his life...

He shouldn't feel any fondness, and yet he did. Human hearts were so complicated...

If he never remembered, he would probably never realise how immoral his life was. He wouldn't care. But once the memories of his previous life appeared in his head, it was a lot harder to stay ignorant and live the life his father planned out for him. Life full of crime and stomping over innocent people... He didn't care before, but now he felt sick... That's why he left.

Not fully selflessly of course. There was a lot of selfishness in his decision. He had no way of proving if his father was the same as before... His name changed, his face too. He no longer looked like Suguru Geto or Noritoshi Kamo. But there was a scar on his head... different, but similar enough to the one Kenjaku had that it made Choso lose sleep over it. There was a huge chance he remembered, or he would remember any day now. Choso couldn't stay in that man's vicinity.

That's why he left.

Under the guise of wanting to lead a normal, law abiding life.

The tattoo on his face a parting gift from that man. A way to buy out his and his brothers freedom. Cutting ties with the whole family... Once he later noticed the shape on his face, he felt more vindication in his decision. It was suspiciously identical to the one from his previous life. Even if it was a coincidence that his father here decided to brand him with the same mark, he was not going to risk it and stay. He took his brothers to Tokyo, away from that man's influence. He might've been a powerful sorcerer before, but now he was just a man, and his power had its limits. Choso could just cut him off and live peacefully.

At least that's what he hoped would happen. But getting a stable job with his background wasn't easy. The first months were scary but with the money he saved from his previous 'jobs' he got by. Soon after, he had to try other ways to earn money... Violent crime disgusted him. Made him disgusted with himself. So this was the only logical way out... And now as he stood in the elevator with a man who might've been Naoya Zen'in, he kept convincing himself that it was still the right way.

Naoya seemed relaxed as they waited for their floor. Choso was a lot less relaxed.

He did it countless times before, but the past two years were good. He finally had a stable job. Bartending at a small club. Money was good, it was usually enough for him and his two brothers to live almost comfortably through the month. So he thought... he almost believed he could leave this part of his life behind... But he was wrong.

After a long break he had to get back to it. And it felt awkward. And the fact that in the past life he almost killed this man for trying to hurt his brother didn't help the awkwardness... As their elevator kept getting closer to their floor, he spoke up, as if trying to discourage the other man.

"I've got tattoos" he warned him remembering that they weren't all that noticeable right now. He couldn't in good conscience say no to 50 000 yen. But if Naoya changes his mind, then there's nothing Choso can do about it...

"Yeah I can see" Naoya scoffed with a smug smile on his punchable face.

"I mean, more than just the face"

"Really? Hot" former heir of the Zen'ins said once they reached their floor. Choso almost groaned. Normally that would be a pretty good reaction. Some of his previous clients didn't find his tattoos hot. Not everyone likes fucking someone with his 'style'. All the creeps usually want someone pure and innocent looking. And non-creeps didn't look for partners in alleyways. Normally Choso would feel a bit more confident at that reply, no need to feel self-conscious if the partner doesn't find you gross.

But this was Naoya. And he really wasn't happy about fucking Naoya.

But as they entered their room he knew there was no other way out of it now, so he steeled himself and left all the apprehension outside the room. No excuses. He had a job to do.

This hotel was a lot more fancy than what he was used to. He noticed it on their way there, Naoya's clothes, shoes, his jewelry, the unearned confidence as he booked the room. Bastard had money. Choso should've asked a more ridiculous price...

It made some sense though, he didn't fully understand this reincarnation bullshit, but he somehow ended in a similar family situation as before. Illegitimate children of the head of an influential family. Made sense that Naoya would end up in some rich family too... But by the look of it, his was a lot less yakuza related. Or Naoya just didn't look the part.

Thinking about it wasn't earning him money, so instead he focused on the room again. Spacious. Really spacious. With connected bathroom. But the real showstopper was the shower cabin that stood on the side, in full view of the bed. Kinky. Choso was familiar with kinky but somehow this still felt almost vulgar.

"Mm surprisingly nice~" Naoya hummed as he closed the door and adjusted lighting to his liking.

"Weren't you here before?" Choso asked without much interest. But mindless chatter was better than silence in this situation. He knew he lacked the charm others had, he didn't know how to properly entertain his clients, but he was at least confident in his other skills. Back when he was doing it more regularly, he had clients that kept coming back, even if at first they seemed reluctant. Choso was confident that at the very least, he was a good fuck. And if Naoya was really rich, maybe he might get a tip if he does his job well.

"Hmm~ Not recently~" Naoya said with a smirk "it's funny how places change" he shrugged and took off his cardigan making his way to the bed. He still liked similar clothes as before, dress shirts with high raised collars. Even his piercings were exactly the same... it was fascinating how similar they were... But maybe it made sense, his personality seemed the same so his tastes would be too...

"Guess it is..." Choso mused as he looked away from Naoya's smirking face. It sure was amazing how Tokyo was so... alive... and not destroyed... Not the way he remembered. The way his actions inadvertently made the city look... If he didn't almost kill Yuuji that day, Sukuna wouldn't take over... he was feeling sick from thinking about it. Better not to think...

"You can take the shower first. You could use some warming up, you're almost purple form the cold. Like a fresh corpse"

"Romantic" Choso sighed and Naoya's smirk grew. There were people like this too. Getting off on humiliating others. This would make a lot of sense for Naoya to be this type... "I'm assuming you're going to watch and beat your meat to it" he said with a slight mocking grin. It doesn't mean he was fine with getting humiliated. Not by this man at least.

"Think you're so pretty I won't be able to hold back? I'm going to patiently wait for you. You better work for your money, I'm not lifting a finger" Naoya chuckled as he leaned back on his hands.

"I'll work, I'll work. Just never made a show out of showering" he said with resignation and peeled the wet jacket and t-shirt off his body, throwing it somewhere on the floor without much care, before unzipping his pants.

"I never watched it like this either. Isn't it nice? We can have our first time together" Naoya chirped way too happily, his eyes glued to Choso's naked skin.

Without much shame Choso dropped both pants and underwear to the floor. Ignoring the amazed whistle from Naoya, he busied himself with taking everything off. He knew his body was worth some applause. He had good amount of muscles, and his clients always enjoyed looking at and touching them.

The issue was his irezumi tattoo. Not many people were into that. And definitely not into the centipedes crawling all around the flower designs. It wasn't his decision. But he didn't hate it either. He just didn't like how it influenced his life. How it tied him to his father's crime organization. 

Yet Naoya didn't seem put off by the artwork. He just sat there relaxed, observing. So Choso went to the shower cabin

Warm water hitting his skin felt almost scorching after so much time in the rain. He let out a content sigh, hoping the sound didn't leave the cabin. The quiet chuckle coming from the bed made it clear his hopes were for nothing. Enough warming up, he took the shampoo and started washing himself. Trying to make it look somewhat sexy in the process, even if he had no clue how. He tried taking his time to sensually lather up his skin with soap. No harsh scrubbing, only slow, deliberate, elegant movements. He showered thoroughly in the morning so it wasn't a big deal to be a bit less thorough, in the name of being sexy this time. It was a bit less invasive when he just pretend that it was a show or his client.

Once he deemed himself sufficiently freshened up, he turned the water off and grabbed a towel. The silence in the room was intimidating. Usually he could hear some other pair fucking through the cheap thin walls of the hotels. But this place was different. Oppressively silent. Harsh light Naoya chose made it even more awkward. He felt eyes following his every movement, looking at every detail... He was used to people staring. And to being naked or almost naked in front of others. And yet Naoya's prying eyes were... oppressive.

His heartbeat was quicker than usually. The memory of fighting with this man made his body impatient, waiting for an incoming attack.

He had to make it quick.

Tying the towel around his waist he left the cabin and came over to the bed with newfound determination.

"What's the point of covering now?" Naoya chuckled lightly as Choso stood before him.

"Men usually like to tear things off me with their own hands" he hummed and lightly kicked at Naoya's knee. To his surprise, the blond obediently spread his legs, shamelessly showing off a prominent bulge. At least now he could be sure of Naoya's intention.

"You've got a point" Naoya mused in response as he moved his gaze from Choso's face down. He was doing it so slowly... Choso was expecting, hoping, that he wouldn't be this slow. His speed was his pride back then, why not now? Why were those eyes moving down so painfully slowly, taking in each detail, as if he was enjoying a fine meal... Finally he lazily raised his hand to untie the towel, letting it fall to the ground. But the hand stayed raised, finding its way to Choso's hip "hot... I never thought you could be this stunning under those clothes. Though it makes sense you're wellbuilt" Naoya said with a satisfied smile as he moved his fingers, tracing Choso's hip, moving his thumb towards his crotch, eyes fixated on his penis.

The way he spoke was weird, but Choso was too frustrated with how slow this was going to put any care in it.

"Are you just going to stare at me all night?" he huffed and pressed forward. Putting his knee on the bed, between Naoya's spread thighs. Close enough to his crotch to tease him same way Naoya was trying to tease him.

"That's an expensive picture. I think I'd much rather do more than that. But I got us the room for the whole night and I doubt you have anywhere else to be right now. No need to be so impatient. Entertain me" Naoya ordered moving his hand further to grab at the small of Choso's back, pulling him in. Choso sighed as he pressed his knee forward, applying some pleasant pressure on Naoya's trapped erection, which got him rewarded with a satisfied sigh from the former Zen'in. He would much rather kick him there instead, but... maybe in another life.

"What do you want then?" Choso asked and put his arms around his shoulders, getting closer and closer...

"What do you offer?" Naoya answered with an annoying question instead of speaking clearly.

"God is this your first time doing it?" Choso sighed as his temper was getting out of control already. Naoya's hand gripped him harder by the hip as his eyes narrowed just a smidge.

"Do I look like someone who usually has to pay for it? I can't imagine you having lots of clients with such rotten attitude"

"...Different people have different tastes" he answered evasively and started to unbutton Naoya's shirt, slipping his hands beneath the fabric to placate him.

"Mhm... Well, your look is to my tastes, but the attitude could be much better" Naoya sighed again. The tension in his hand relaxing after Choso skillfully moved his knee some more. Men would usually get more mellow whenever he took good care of their dicks...

"So what would you like? Want me to act more innocent or to lead? If you're one of those weirdos who like a bit of fight we can try that too" he proposed and straddled Naoya's thighs, one hand moving to cup his erection as he looked him in the eyes, waiting for an answer. Naoya seemed too preoccupied touching him and enjoying himself to answer, so he squeezed him through the pants till he heard a hiss.

"God, you're so impatient" Naoya let out a shuddering breath and threw his head to the side "hmmm... Honestly I'm fine with whatever" great. Perfect. As if Choso was in the mood to think about how to make this indecisive man enjoy himself "as long as my cock ends up deeeeeeep up your ass" Naoya added with a smirk and slapped Choso's left buttcheek with surprising force.

Really shouldn't be surprising. It was fitting that his guy would be into something rough. Choso felt his cheeks reddening slightly as Naoya's hand stayed on his ass, squeezing and caressing the plump flesh.

"And of course nothing goes up mine" the blond added with a laugh as if it wasn't worth saying.

"Really? Anything else goes?" Choso asked and without waiting for an answer, grabbed a fistfull of those bleached hair and yaned backwards. Not as hard as he would like, but hard enough to send a message. Sadly it wasn't met with a yelp and running away as he was hoping. Instead Naoya almost purred as now both of his hands were fondling and touching and grabbing at Choso's thighs. He was way too into it, so Choso tried one more threat "I've had clients asking to kick them or put things up their urethra before, guess that goes too, right?" and yet again instead of getting scared, Naoya seemed weirdly okay with it.

"Maybe another time kitten" Naoya chuckled and pulled him closer by the legs. Choso did not even entertain the idea of 'another time' "I've got places to be tomorrow, can't end up in a hospital quite yet" he added grabbing at Choso's hips and moving in closer, moving his nose up Choso's neck towards his ear. Was he smelling him? Even if, not nearly the weirdest thing Choso had a client do to him... "Mmm... let me take a quick shower and I'll be back here with you"

"It's fine. Let's just get to it" Choso sighed and pushed at his shoulder, hard, till Naoya was lying down "I'm impatient" he murmured and skillfully slipped down between Naoya's legs, ignoring the way those eyes followed his every step with clear amusement. He put his hands on his thighs and forced them further apart. He didn't like that about himself, but he couldn't deny it, he liked being rough with people. No need to think any deeper into it.

He put his mouth on Naoya's crotch, feeling the heat emanating through the fabric. Usually he would look up at his client, eye contact like that could earn him a bit of a tip afterwards. But he couldn't bring himself to act the same with Naoya. There was some shame in this act. Especially when he could hear a smirk on Naoya's lips in each ragged breath. Instead he just unbuttoned the pants and yanked them lower, pressing his tongue on the wet spot on Naoya's underwear. Just giving him a bit of a show out of habit, before he pulled the underwear off, finally seeing Naoya's erection in the full glory.

And fuck was it glorious...

Way bigger than he would expect. Big, thick, curved, big. Definitely big. He could feel his eye twitching. Big ones were... a lot of work. And not only that, because of course Naoya couldn't be just big and hard to manage. He had to also be pierced. Choso was close to warning him about paying for his possible hospital visit afterwards. But couldn't let out a sound.

That too he didn't like about himself...

He could feel his mouth water at the sight and that annoyed him to no end.

"Hey Mr Impatient. Where is all that bravado now~?" Naoya singsonged happily as he supported himself on one elbow and lazily took his manhood into his own hand, starting to stroke it slowly. And Choso's eyes followed each movement. It should've been a crime. A dick this nice shouldn't be attached to... a dick like Naoya.

"Right I-" Choso started trying to get himself back on track, when Naoya suddenly slapped his cock against his cheek, red tip smearing precum on the side of Choso's parted lips, and Choso moved back way too late "Condoms you bastard...!" he hissed to which Naoya laughed with a fake apology.

"Sowwyyy you just looked so hungry for it" he kept giggling as Choso wiped his face. Eyes finally freed from that enchanting cock... Naoya took his pants fully off and got a condom out of his wallet, before discarding it on the floor. His wallet in his pants on the floor. Choso made a small note in his memory as Naoya ripped the packaging with his teeth and threw it at Choso.

"Don't be childish. It's about your safety too" Choso sighed and took the rubber out. Naoya was yet again leaning back on his hands as he looked down at him with a content smile. He had a way of looking almost innocent and cute despite being anything but...

Choso collected himself and grabbed his penis. God, his hand couldn't fully circle around him... He felt some warmth forming in his lower abdomen as he put the rubber against the tip and rolled the condom on, slowly moving his hand up and down the length to get a good feeling of it. Nice and heavy... and still attached to Naoya. Another proof that perfection didn't exist. Putting his personal feelings aside, he tried yet again focusing on the task at hand. He pressed his tongue to the underside and licked a long strip up towards the tip. He mourned not being able to taste it... But he was not doing it raw with this guy. Not even in his dreams.

A low purr reminded him about who exactly he was servicing, so he sped up the process and quickly took him in his mouth. He had to open wide and felt his lips hurting at the corners as he took him in deeper. Hoping that dangling piercing won't reawaken his long dead gag reflex, he took him in his throat and closed his eyes as Naoya groaned above him. He wanted to move slowly, to get used to the foreign object in his throat but a hand gripped at his hair and pulled him closer. He felt his eyes tearing up as his nose landed in the soft dark curls all the way down at the base of Naoya's length.

And he dared to call Choso impatient...

His hands were free... Yet he preferred to keep them on Naoya's well sculpted thighs than to stop himself from getting deepthroated. Fuck, this felt humiliatingly good... Even the pull on his scalp as Naoya gripped his hair was strangely arousing... But most of all it was humiliating. He opened his eyes shooting accusatory looks at the man above him.

Naoya was unfairly good looking... with his unbuttoned shirt and slightly disheveled hair... with that smug grin plastered on his lips as his cheeks were nicely flushed... Not to mention the muscular torso... He was a treat for the eyes... He could be an amazing lover if he just wasn't himself.

"Don't pretend to be mad. I can see you're enjoying yourself" Naoya huffed out with a smile, hand no longer pulling, and now almost gently caressing his hair as he let Choso move back enough to take a breath again "But damn... This really fits you. You look so good stuffed full of cock. And you're taking it so nicely, I promise to fuck you real good as a reward" he added as he gripped a handful of Choso's wet dark hair again "You're gonna move or do you want me to facefuck you? Hmm~?" he asked, his other hand also getting a hold of his hair. It would probably be easier if Choso still wore pigtails... "ah I guess you can't answer right now... My choice then" Naoya said with a menacing glint in his eyes. The anticipation pooled at Choso's abdomen before finally Naoya pistoned his hips, making him choke on it as the pierced tip hit the back of his throat. He squeezed his eyes shut as Naoya moved his head according to his own needs.

"You're good... But you can do better, right? Come on baby, I want those eyes on me" Naoya said in an alluring whisper, and despite not wanting to, Choso opened his eyes. It was hard to keep them focused on the blond's face while moving so fast but he tried his best. He didn't like disappointing his clients. And the blurry vision really brought back memories.

The speed and force was agonisingly rough and yet he kept squeezing at his thighs instead of objecting. Once he angled himself better, Naoya's penis slid easily down his throat, in and out in quick measured movements. The girth big enough to fully block his airways but Choso just digged his nails in Naoya's flesh, enjoying the way that thick length kept invading his body. Enjoying the sharp breathing coming from above him, each grunt and pant as Naoya pulled his head closer without any regard for Choso's comfort.

His jaw was getting more than sore and his lungs burned from lack of oxygen but he let it continue. As Naoya's movements started slowing down, it occurred to him that he might not plan to come just yet...

"God I can't wait to fuck your ass if that's how good your throat is" as he felt Naoya's grip on his hair softening and his tip sliding out his throat to rest on his tongue, making a move to exit, Choso took a breath before pressing forward and taking his whole length back in, getting a surprised gasp out of the blond.

"Impatient and insatiable, huh?" Naoya panted out, Choso meeting his eyes and humming around his girth. He could see the way Naoya's chest raised up with a quick staggered breath as a cut off moan threatened to escape those perfect lips. This was quite satisfying "I went too easy on you, didn't I darling? Should've expect you to be used to this already" Naoya said with a dangerous grin as his grip on Choso's hair tightened.

Another thrust was yet again quick and forcefull, Naoya pushing his hips forwards and standing up from the bed, pulling Choso's head up to match his height. Forced up to kneel, Choso tried adjusting his grip on Naoya's legs, as one of them hooked behind his shoulder, trapping him pierced on that perfectly shaped cock. Without giving him any time to ground himself, Naoya held his head still as he started thrusting his hips, making tears fall down Choso's cheeks.

There was no slowing down as Naoya chased his pleasure, using Choso's throat as his toy. Naoya had him bent uncomfortably backwards as his neck kept getting forced back with each thrust, yet he wouldn't fall over as strong hands kept him upwards.

Choso forced his eyes open again, looking through the tears at Naoya's eyes, lips, drinking in any interesting detail as the other man looked back with matching intensity. His hand finally leaving one of Naoya's legs to grab at the man's testicles, earning a shuddered grunt as he squeezed them. Also big and beautiful. Fitting nicely with the cock that was currently trying to pierce through Choso's throat. They fit nicely in Choso's hand, and massaging them made Naoya's movements stagger.

It was clear he wouldn't last much longer, and neither would Choso as dark spots started to appear at the corners of his vision. He moved his other hand from the back of Naoya's thigh up, and gripped a handful of his ass, pulling him towards himself during each thrust. Few more uneven moves and just as Choso pulled him in again Naoya finally closed his eyes letting out a long groan. Choso's nose yet again pressed against Naoya's pubic hair, he swallowed around the twitching cock in his throat. Naoya's groan turned into something threateningly close to a moan as he released his load into the confines of the rubber. What a shame.

Choso was sore and out of breath, but he stubbornly waited with his eyes staring back at Naoya, as the other man finally came down from his high. Satisfied smile gracing his features...

"Fuck you're good" he sighed and finally let go of Choso's hair, letting the brunette fall off his length. Air never tasted this good. He knew he looked anything but graceful and sexy as he collapsed to the floor panting, but he couldn't be bothered to worry at this point "knew you'd be a good fuck the second I saw you" Naoya mused a his breathing already got back to normal. Taking the used condom off his dick and walking to the bin while Choso's eyes were yet again glued to the manhood swaying between those muscular thighs. The size was pretty impressive even when soft. He wished he would one day have a boyfriend with a dick this nice... Or maybe not. It would be so much work... "but you know, I said I want your ass. So now you made the process a bit longer for us" Naoya chuckled as he stood above him again, offering him a bottle of water.

Fuck.

He was right...

"You just can't think straight with a cock down your throat huh?" Naoya asked smugly and Choso finally looked away, eyebrows furrowed at the accusation as he snatched the bottle out of his hand.

"Sh-Shut it" he managed to wheeze out of his abused throat after downing almost half the bottle. God he is not going to feel well tomorrow...

"Hahah~ Well, if anything I'm very flattered" Naoya laughed and offered him a hand. Choso took it and tried to get up, to which Naoya pulled him up with dangerous ease. Choso was used to his clients being weaker than him. But Naoya was still matching his strength "need a break?" Naoya asked sweetly as he embraced him by the waist and pulled flat against his chest. Choso's heartbeat was racing as he felt him this close. His whole body... That huge dick pressing against his thigh... Without the rubber in the way he felt the cold steel and some wetness smearing on his skin... "We can order some room service as we wait for you to gather yourself sweetie" he said in a loving tone, his lips at Choso's ear. Hands wandering lower from his waist...

"It's fine... Just a minute to catch my breath" Choso said as he tried to collect himself. Don't let this man pull you into his trap.

"Whatever you need" Naoya said before catching his lips in a kiss. Choso grabbed at his biceps in surprise. He didn't say anything about kissing being off limits. He forgot his usual routine at this point. But... he didn't mind that much... It was strangely calming... And Naoya wasn't gross to look at, or to touch, or smell... Honestly if not for the fact that he was Naoya, this would be quite nice... So he let his eyelids fall and reciprocated the kiss. Quickly finding yet another of Naoya's piercings on his tongue... This wasn't helpful in catching his breath... Neither were Naoya's roaming hands on his back. But whatever, he wasn't so feeble to be put out of commission by a stupid blowjob.

He grabbed a handful of Naoya's hair and yanked his head back "I don't like kissing"

"Hah for someone not liking it, you've got pretty into it" Naoya said staring back at him with a mocking expression. Hands squeezing his ass and pulling him closer, almost making Choso gasp if he didn't catch himself "Are you this sweet with all your clients?"

"It's what you chose. Should've asked for a princess treatment if you wanted to be coddled more" Choso narrowed his eyes stepping forward and pushing Naoya back towards the bed.

"Mm no, I like this a lot" Naoya purred pulling him more, their hips pressed against each other, Naoya moving slowly to rub up against him in a teasing motion "I like wild little things like you. Especially once they end up beneath me" Choso could feel him smiling as the blond started kissing his way up his neck. He moved his head to the side, giving him more space to work with. Letting him do whatever he wanted for a while, even bite at his ear, until he felt Naoya's legs hitting the side of the bed, so he pushed him hard on the mattress. No matter how rough he was with him, this annoyingly sexy man just kept on smiling and looking at him with heated eyes.

"Get this off" he demanded while straddling his hips "you'll sweat through it and look stupid once you walk out" there was no real point to it, but that shirt was bothering him. So he put his hands on Naoya's stomach and moved them up, tracing each muscle on the way to his chest. Ah. More piercings. Naoya's body moved deliciously beneath him as if each touch brought him pleasure. Knowing his personality he probably got off on his own ego. Having someone touch him, admire him, crave him was probably the pinnacle of ecstasy. Ignoring the pierced nipples he moved his hands up and pushed the fabric off Naoya's shoulders, wondering just for a moment how nice he would look with his arms trapped behind his back. Tied up and unable to move, only capable of pathetically thrusting his hips forward...

"Like what you see~?" it wasn't even a question. So Choso didn't grace it with an answer, just kept moving his hands all over Naoya's shoulders. Just to get used to it. Just to do his job. No personal reasons or desires... "That's fine. Honestly I'm a bit surprised and annoyed at how hot you are too" Naoya laughed and put his hands on his sides "I mean, you look good, that's obvious. But damn you're nice to touch" he said as his hands, fingers spread, moved upwards until he cupped Choso's chest and squeezed with a leering smile "The softness of your muscles is really good... No wonder you turned to selling yourself, men must love to have that plump ass bouncing on their dicks" Choso's breath hitched as Naoya accentuated his point by jerking his hips up and making Choso bounce on his lap. If he was a smaller man he would probably be sent flying. Naoya laughed at his surprised noise and squeezed him even harder, fully fondling his pecks "if you were a cow you would make for a delicious steak"

"I'm not a cow"

"I said if"

"You're so fucking annoying" Choso finally huffed as his patience was reaching its limits. Having that monster cock so close to his ass made him act stupid. He couldn't deny that a part of him wanted to feel every inch... Since Naoya wanted him 'beneath him' so much, there was a huge part of him that wanted to trap him like this and ride that cock till Naoya cried from overstimulation. The thought made him feel hot all over... But he had to think more logically if he wanted to survive this encounter...

"So you usually look this hot and bothered when someone annoys you?" Naoya laughed, still entertaining himself with Choso's chest, fingers either tracing the tattoos or circling around his nipples. His lack of urgency was annoying. Sure he just came, but why did it seem like Naoya was happy to prolong their meeting for the whole night? It really looked like he would be content to just play with his tits for few hours.

"Exactly" he rolled his eyes and grabbed Naoya's wrists, peeling him off himself "you're... bigger than I expected to take today" he felt blush burning his cheeks at the words. To offset his embarrassment he kept his expression steady as he looked the other man in the eyes, trying not to lose confidence. But God was it hard to give Naoya anything that he could misconstruct as a compliment. And here Choso thought this bastard couldn't get more smug "it's not a good thing so stop smiling. I gotta... prepare some more" he huffed out in frustration and raised from his lap.

"Hmm~ Am I your first today? Nobody loosened you up yet? Lucky~" Naoya hummed happily. Choso didn't know what answer would be better, to lie and say he already had a few before him to try and gross him out, or to say the truth, that he haven't had any action in over a year.

"...None of your business"

"Hahah I'm right, aren't I? Poor baby, must be hard getting clients when you look like that" now that... was hurtful.

In his past life he wouldn't spare it a thought. But this was different. He lived as a human for a long time now. It was natural that he would pick up some insecurities along the way. And it definitely hurt to hear something like that from a man he was supposed to fuck. Even he had some pride. But he wasn't in a position to throw Naoya out the room...

"You just said I'm hot" he grumbled sounding a bit more emotional than he intended as he fully got off Naoya and the bed. He can take care of himself in the toilet and maybe once he comes back, Naoya will get bored and leave.

"Oh come on, I didn't mean it like that" the other man laughed as he caught his wrist and pulled him back in "but you do look like a gangster. If I wasn't so confident in my own strength I wouldn't approach you. You look like you're just waiting to lure people into cheap motels to rob them"

"Th-that's...! I guess... true" Choso said reluctantly, letting Naoya pull him back on the bed.

"You don't even smile at your clients, you're really bad at the 'luring in' part" Naoya mused with a smile "but... once you catch someone's attention it's over for them, isn't it? Bet the men who fucked you wouldn't mind getting beat up by you" he whispered as he had Choso back on the bed, one hand on his cheek, thumb lightly tracing the line on his cheekbone. Naoya sure knew a lot about luring people in... Choso's breath stopped as his left hand moved from his wrist to his waist. Tracing the tattoo on his side and stopping in one particular place to press his thumb in. Choso felt a strange phantom like pain there... He didn't remember injuring himself here but... "and those you beat up probably still dream of fucking you" Naoya whispered at his ear, voice low and husky making goosebumps appear on Choso's skin. As he felt the tongue on his earlobe, he almost moaned, but instead he kicked at Naoya's shoulder, pushing him away. Not hard enough to really hurt him, but definitely a lot rougher than he would ever treat a normal client.

"I'm not a thief" he said sternly, eyes shooting daggers as Naoya grabbed his ankle and kept it at his shoulder.

"No? Not anymore?" the blond asked with a mocking smile and Choso pouted harder.

"Not anymore" he confirmed begrudgingly. It felt too vulnerable to let this man know so much about him...

"I don't mind. I like men with vague dark past" Naoya teased, pulling Choso's leg closer and pressing a deceptively gentle kiss above the ankle "All the sweeter to pound them into the mattress" Choso wanted to kick that smile off his face... But one of his legs was already trapped in Naoya's hand. He didn't want to risk having both his feet on this man's shoulders already. Though the idea pleasurably crawled under his skin...

"I don't care" he sighed as he tried to keep himself collected despite the treacherous thoughts showing up in his brain "Will you let me go or do you want to watch?"

"Definitely want to watch" Naoya smirked and Choso tried to pull his foot back. Blond asshole only letting go on the second attempt. As if trying to subtly prove his own strength.

Back then they were almost evenly matched... In the end Choso won because he knew how to best utilize his techniques to trap his opponent, while Naoya always felt in control, always acted cocky and made stupid mistakes...

But now... Choso wasn't sure of the outcome if it came to blows. He was strong for a human, but he wasn't in a real fight for a long while now. And Naoya... was muscular, and strong enough to push and pull him however he wanted. Since he didn't resist at all whenever Choso pushed him, he couldn't gauge his strength...

It was probably possible for Naoya to overpower him...

Choso felt dread and arousal shiver down his spine as he spread his legs open before him. Naoya sat in the middle, patiently waiting, even though he probably could pounce on him at any second and use him however he wanted. Yet his face stayed calm and patient, looking into Choso's eyes as if sending some kind of message. Showing him how merciful he was...

It was undeniably erotic... The way Naoya could command people with just a look... Choso didn't want to let himself be commanded, but still... he found himself moving up the bed to give Naoya a better view.

Pillows placed at the headboard made the position a lot more comfortable for his back as he let out a shuddering breath and leaned back, Naoya finally dropping his eyes down Choso's body once his thighs were fully spread open, spine arched enough to let him see everything. Everything on display for this man to enjoy...

He heard an approving hum from Naoya and closed his eyes for a second. Even though he was naked almost from the minute he stepped into the room, now he was so much more exposed... He felt so much more naked now as he had to reach down between his dangerously close to shaking legs. He knew Naoya's prying eyes followed each movement. This man was taking in each detail... Choso opened his eyes to look at Naoya. He didn't want to lose. He had to observe and be ready in case of an attack...

With practiced moves he slid his hand down his body, seeing green irises follow, taking in each little gesture, and Choso surveyed each little detail on his face. If this was a fight, he had to learn what got his opponent to lower his guard... As his fingers lightly stroke his manhood to move it out of the way, he noticed Naoya's eyes staying focused there despite Choso's hand moving down. For as much as he kept talking about taking his ass, he sure seemed very interested in his penis...

Wasn't long till his attention was back to Choso's fingers. Once Choso spread them and moved lower, his middle finger easily finding a silicone ring popping out of his hole, Naoya's eyes were fully focused on only that. Eyes opening wider as Choso grasped the ring and with a soft sigh gave it a pull.

The source of at least 20% of his irritation today.

Once he decided in the morning on trying to earn some quick cash on the street, he had to properly prepare. And that included some sort of butt plug. If he wanted the job to go smoothly, this was basically a necessity. Understanding that didn't mean it was any easier to spend all day with a piece of silicon stuck up his ass. It was a while since he last had to use it, so it felt foreign and irritating. But he thought he could at least skip the whole fingering stretching part of sex. But no. Because fucking Naoya Zen'in had a 10 inch monster hog between his legs and was determined to put that thing in Choso.

He let out a small grunt as he started removing the toy from his ass, and tried to convince himself it wasn't because of the thought of getting fucked by Naoya...

First bead was the biggest, so of course it was a struggle to pull it out. But with stable pressure and controlled breathing it slowly popped out. His eyebrows furrowing with agitation from noticing how much Naoya enjoyed the view.

"So horny you need something shoved up your greedy hole all the time?"

"Shut up. Would you rather spend an hour trying to finger me open?" he huffed without thinking.

"Oh most definitely"

"Shut up"

"Next time then" Naoya chuckled and leaned in closer, resting his cheek on Choso's knee, eyes never leaving the toy.

It really wasn't the best type of toy for this purpose... But his first and last visit in a sex shop was... not his proudest moment. The variety of all the toys intimidated him and he ended up grabbin the closest thing of managable size. And he was not going back. He was good at making use of what he had. And it seemed that his client was enjoying the view a lot...

He pulled out another bead and sighed as his eyelids fluttered close for a moment. The smaller one felt a lot more manageable. He pushed it back in, gritting his teeth as he accidently rubbed by the prostate. Naoya had to have noticed how his muscles twitched judging by the way he hungrily licked his lips. He had to avoid that spot. He was trying to loosen up, not masturbate.

His breathing was getting quicker but he kept is steady as he worked the ring of muscles, using the two smaller beads to slowly stretch it. Thankfully there was no pain, but the heat spreading through his body wasn't exactly helping him either. He would much rather turn his senses off if he could. It would make this type of job a lot less humiliating...

"Mm finally. I was worried it's only here for decoration" Naoya said as he pressed one hand on Choso's thigh, forcing it to open wider. The stretch on his muscles felt deliciously vulgar... As he followed Naoya's line of sight, he realised he meant his dick, which was finally getting hard.

"Nothing to get excited about before" he answered, not really sure why he tried to provoke this guy. And Naoya sure felt provoked as his smile grew and the pressure on Choso's thigh grew stronger. Good thing Choso was always flexible.

"Was I not exciting you enough? Let me change that"

"There is no need-" Choso started saying, suddenly feeling in danger, but it didn't stop Naoya from aiding Choso's hand and pulling the two beads out much quicker than he intended "Gh..!!!" he managed to close his mouth in time to stop most of the sound escaping his throat.

"I insist~" Naoya singsonged back.

Choso really fucked up... He breathed out harshly through his nose and moved his hand away, letting Naoya do whatever he wanted. The obedience must have appeased the blond since his next moves were a lot more gentle. He pulled the toy almost fully out, inspecting each bead with curiosity, before slowly pushing it back in, closely observing Choso's hole taking each one with rising difficulty.

"W-wait" Choso tried as he felt the tip of the last bead at his entrance. He expected Naoya to push through but he stopped and looked to his face with a deceptively sweet smile. Choso leaned back on the pillows, making himself a bit more comfortable and pressed one hand against his lips, nodding back at him "okay" was all Naoya needed to hear before pushing the last bead in. Choso bit on his knuckle, feeling himself slowly stretch around the ball. Once it was halfway in, stretching open his hole, Naoya kept it there. Not pushing deeper nor pulling out. Using the largest part of the toy to force Choso wide open. He would try buckling his hips if not for the hand pressing down on his thigh, making sure he won't be able to move. He didn't want to complain again, so he focused on controlling his breathing, trying to ignore the burning stretch in his rear. Naoya finally pushed the toy forward, way too slow for Choso's liking. As the pressure finally let out, he breathed out a shuddering breath, relaxing his body just a bit, only to regret it as along with the bead, Naoya pushed in two of his fingers "A-"

He felt him forcing both fingers up to the third knuckle, pressing at Choso's walls, right at his prostate.

He shuddered all over and bit down on his bottom lip as Naoya's fingers kept pressing at that spot.

"Guess I found what excites you~" Naoya exclaimed happily, Choso's cock already more than only semi hard "but I do see your point, I thought you were joking but damn you're tight" Naoya added, finally letting Choso's sweet spot rest as he moved the fingers in and out in an exploring maner "we really might be here for hours until you're ready to take me"

"Then stop fooling around and pick up the pace" Choso huffed out annoyed, feeling before he finished the sentence that it was a mistake.

"As you wish darling~"

Fuck.

Naoya pulled out his fingers and first three beads in one move. Choso's head hitting the headboard from the sudden stimulation.

"Hahah come on, if you want it faster you gotta be ready to take it" the blond laughed and pulled Choso lower by the waist, getting rid of the head banging on headboard issue, and forcing the beads back inside in one smooth movement. Choso's breathing got out of his control as the last bead hit his prostate. Naoya definitely aiming there on purpose... "You're finally nice and hard for me. That's so cute" voice dripping with honey as Naoya's hand moved from his waist to his penis, tracing the length before finally fully grasping it.

"If you want it so badly, feel free to choke on it" Choso grit out as Naoya's hand moved along his shaft in one agonisingly slow stroke.

"Maybe next time~ But if you want to come so badly I can make you" Naoya said in that way that made Choso feel like he fell for yet another trap. His worried thoughts melting away as the grip on his cock tightened and Naoya continued with another stroke "I really worried you might not be feeling it, but you're getting nice and wet now" he purred as his thumb pressed into Choso's tip, smearing the precum all over it. With new found lubrication, the strokes became a bit faster. But not as fast as Choso would want. Naoya was still toying with him... But he couldn't think to voice a complaint as he twisted the toy inside him, pressing harder at his sweet spot and making him drip even more wetness on his own stomach. He had to keep his lips closed. He knew his clients enjoyed the noises, but... he was not going to moan and perform for Naoya... Not for this giant walking douchebag who-

"Nh-aAH!" the moan was basically ripped out of him as Naoya suddenly pulled out the whole chain of beads.

His hole left empty and-

"Hah you really do need to be constantly filled up, your hole is twitching, are you begging me for more?"

"Sh-shut... shut up..." he huffed, trying to compose himself despite the hand still moving on his cock, making sure he won't get a full moment of respite.

"That's not a nice way to ask for a favour silly~" Naoya chuckled, circling around Choso's uncomfortably empty hole with the tip of the toy "But nonetheless, I am merciful. Open wide" he said and pressed the smallest bead in "for a slut like you, you have a surprisingly pretty hole, you know~? Can't wait to see it stretched around me. You're going to take it nicely or will you go dick crazy again? Taking me whole in one move, shaking those nice hips immediately, just to feel my cock ravaging your guts?" Naoya kept talking as he tortured his hole with the smallest bead, in and out in and out. Way too small to give Choso any kind of real stimulation, while the grip on his dick was way too slow and loose to make up for the lack of pressure on his prostate. Frustrating, teasing, asshole of a man... Choso couldn't catch a breath as his lower body kept getting toyed with, but he forced himself to speak regardless.

"Thought someone with your looks... didn't need to fuck sluts... So where is that knowledge of slutty holes coming from?" he panted out with a daring smirk "stuck in your room jerking it to lots of porn, aren't you?" he teased and could sense the mistake in the way Naoya's eye twitched "Are you so bad at this 'cause this your first time with an actual human? Hope your right hand isn't jealous" he continued despite the danger.

"Oh? Human you say?" Naoya said with a soft, mocking huff "It sure is my first time with a human like you. Pardon my lack of talent, let's implement some improvements" Choso just kept talking himself into a deeper mess...

He almost screamed as Naoya pushed the whole toy inside him, and without a second of rest, pulled it all out. Then pushed it back in. And out. And in-

Choso gripped his wrist, without really trying to stop him, but he had to grip something as his feet got tangled in the sheets, trying to move his hips, not yet sure where but he had to, he had to move somehow!

The strokes on his length became faster as the toy inside him kept moving in and out, working his hole open with merciless rhythm.

Now Choso really regretted not getting some kind of penis shaped dildo instead.

The way the different sized beads stimulated his opening felt like torture. The only time he had a second of some type of reprieve was when the largest bead was spreading him wide open. Naoya liked to wait a second there, twist the toy just to keep him stretched to his limit a bit longer, before pushing the rest back in, sometimes along with three fingers, sometimes pulling it all immediately out instead. There was now way for Choso to fully expect Naoya's next move.

His tightly closed lips the last bastion of his pride as Naoya pried his body wide open with brutal yet suffocatingly pleasurable movements.

"Better now? Or you still want to raise some complaints?" Naoya chuckled above him just as he pressed his fingers in, pushing them hard against Choso's prostate at the same time as his thumb rubbed his tip and soon Choso's walls were clenching around Naoya's fingers as he reached his climax. Without waiting for him to finish, Naoya popped all the beads out in one fast pull, forcing Choso's hole back open and making him shoot cum all the way up to his chest. His lips open in a silent cry at the intensity.

It was just supposed to be some additional prep work. He wasn't supposed to be left panting and sweaty, staring at the ceiling in awe as Naoya stared at him like a hungry animal.

"Looks like you enjoyed it a lot" Naoya hummed with amazement as he observed his work, his hand lightly stroking Choso through his orgasm "need another break sweetie?" he asked without stopping his hand. Choso tried focusing his eyes back on the man above him but found it difficult in his state. He hadn't come from having something up his ass in years. And an orgasm this intense... he couldn't remember ever having one like that. His clients weren't really this skilled... And he never bothered to explore his body on his own. So this was... shockingly intense...

Naoya chuckled again as he pressed their bodies closer, God, he was hard again... His erect penis a burning weight on Choso's abdomen.

"Come on, I know you can take more" Naoya purred as he reached his lips, taking another kiss from him. Only now Choso noticed that his hand was still weakly gripping the blond's wrist. He moved his hands around his neck instead, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. Naoya's pierced tongue felt so good in his mouth... He couldn't help but fantasise about having it in other places on his body... Only one of the men he slept with wanted to blow him, and it was a disappointing experience. But he could feel in the way Naoya kissed him that he wouldn't be a disappointment...

He couldn't deny it any longer, Naoya was a strangely compatible sexual partner for him. At least so far... If it just wasn't Naoya... Choso would probably let himself enjoy the experience a lot more. With a lot less guilt. But as it was, he felt really guilty... while still letting Naoya explore his mouth with his tongue... while having his hand tangled in his soft hair and pulling him closer. He really felt guilty. But he couldn't stop himself. Not when Naoya's manhood rubbed against his own, using his cum as lube as it pressed against him. Hot and heavy, making Choso's blood rush back down to his penis.

Naoya's hands moved on his sides, caressing his skin in a surprisingly gentle fashion "ready for the main course?" he asked once they separated for air. Choso was yet again so out of breath... "Look" Naoya ordered as he moved back. Sitting between Choso's thighs, with his member resting on Choso's stomach... Choso swallowed and trembled as he saw the tip reaching up to his belly button... "I'm gonna fill you all the way up to here. There won't be any rest once I'm in, so better get ready" Naoya purred and pointedly pressed his thumbs on Choso's stomach, marking the exact spot he planned to reach.

He felt his cock fully harden up at this threat. It was humiliating that Naoya could see how horny he was for it... But at least he couldn't see how his hole twitched in anticipation of getting filled again. The feeling of emptiness bothering him way too much now that the cock he wanted up in his guts was so close to him.

"Water" he asked with the last pieces of his working mind. Naoya smirked and handed him the bottle. Cold and refreshing in his throat... but not refreshing enough to make him think clearly again.

He needed to feel this cock inside him.

He needed to earn the money.

50 000 was basically a one month paycheck. With this kind of money, he could go back to having a somewhat stable life again. No need to go out looking for more creepy men tomorrow. He just had to take this one monster dick all the way from his ass to his tonsils.

And fuck. The thought excited him.

It was most definitely the fault of his first ever client that he was so weak for big dicks. Definitely. He blames it all on that one fucker that made him see stars.

He threw the bottle to the side once he was done and straightened up his pose filled with new determination to get his hole filled.

Naoya finished getting some stuff out of the nightstand and also refreshed with a drink. Just to make sure he wouldn't sober up enough to change his mind, Choso hooked one leg behind his waist and pulled him towards himself "Alright. I'm all yours" he said calmly and noticed how Naoya's eyes dilated, his smirk for once wavering before spreading even wider.

"You sure are" the other man purred and snaked his way closer towards him "let's make sure you'll remember that for the whole week" he smirked putting his hands back on Choso's sides.

"You'll fuck me so bad I'll be dissapointed for days?" Choso goaded him on, grabbing his hair and pulling him closer till Naoya's hips were right against his thighs. It would probably be easier to take it from the back... but he was not going to turn his back towards this man. And... those eyes were way too hypnotising...

"Keep pissing me off and I'll start suspecting that you don't want me to be gent-" shoving his tongue in Naoya's mouth proved a good way to shut the man up. He felt him tremble slightly with contained laughter but didn't care as he kept kissing him. Their hands wandering all over their bodies until Naoya found his chest and yet again focused on it. Choso tried not to squirm at the touches despite being a lot more sensitive now that he was aroused. Thumb brushed his nipple and he jerked up at the sensation. Naoya naturally repeated the gesture, pressing his thumb to the harden nipple and rubbing around the bud while his other hand kept fondling the other breast.

Choso couldn't keep his hips still, rubbing up against the blond who was yet again not rushing the process the way Choso would want and expect. His lazy movements started to annoy him... Naoya was clearly teasing him, letting his cock rub up against Choso's thigh instead of using it for a better purpose. Choso's hand found Naoya's nipple and pulled sharply at the piercing, Naoya's hips staggering as a hiss escaped his lips.

Making him angry worked before, didn't it?

Naoya seemed to have gotten the message as he finally used one hand to grab the lube he prepared. Usually the amount Choso used for his toy would suffice but... Good thing expensive rooms like this came prepared with an assortment of useful things for guests to buy...

Naoya wrestled with the bottle for a minute, determined to open it with only one hand as the other was still too preoccupied with Choso's boobs. And Choso wasn't going to make it easier for him, distracting him further by playing with his pierced nipple, swallowing up each little grunt escaping Naoya's throat into their kiss.

Hearing the cap popping open, he instinctively spread his thighs wider and immediately felt cold liquid poured all over his crotch. This was going to be such a mess to clean up... But he couldn't bring himself to care once three of Naoya's fingers slipped inside him with ease. Naoya's tongue tangled with his made it impossible to hold back a moan. His hips bucked up as the fingers moved around, spreading the lube thoroughly on his walls...

Wanting to speed it up he stroked his cock, getting some of the lube Naoya splashed all over him on his hand before grabbing at Naoya's erection. Moving his hand on the shaft before touching the glans. There was already lots of precum at the tip. It felt satisfying to know just how much his client enjoyed his work, even if it was Naoya.

He pulled playfully on the metal loop piercing through Naoya's glans and let go of him to grab the second condom. Thankfully Naoya already opened the wrapper, otherwise his shaky oiled up fingers would never succeed in rolling it on his length. Task made all the more difficult by Naoya's fingers tormenting both his nipple and hole.

With all the prep work finally finished, and Naoya still only fucking him with his fingers, he started to get more than impatient. It sure felt nice to have Naoya's long fingers playing with his insides and his thumb rubbing on the soft flesh on his perineum, but all it did was just teasing him before the big thing. He could tell in the way Naoya kept avoiding his prostate and touching everywhere else that he was being toyed with again.

Out of other options he bit at Naoya's lip, earning himself a harsh pinch to his nipple.

But the message got across judging by Naoya's fingers leaving him and hands finally moving to grab at his legs, pushing them apart. Choso let out a small sigh once their kiss broke, preparing himself mentally to get his insides rearranged.

"For rushing me, you better be prepared to take it all in" Naoya said licking at his abused lower lip before harshly pulling Choso's hips into his lap. Choso let out a surprised noise at his back hitting the bed, his hips now raised enough for Naoya to see his hole again "I really enjoy how flexible you are~" he hummed as he pushed on his thighs harder, his thumbs placed next to his hole "but just because you're cute and flexible doesn't mean I'm going to go easy on you~" he added as he slipped both thumbs in and slowly pulled them apart, stretching the muscle with the same force pressed on Choso's thighs. He was almost forced into a split as his hole gaped for Naoya to watch with unconcealed hunger.

He wanted to say something but only a squeak came out of his mouth as Naoya spat at him. His saliva landing right inside his stretched hole "And that's all the lube you're getting for being so naughty" Naoya laughed pulling his fingers out and letting the muscle clench back up. Choso swallowed nervously, feeling only one hand on his inner thigh, gently kneading the plump flesh, thumb lightly pulling at the skin to stretch his opening.

The other hand busy lining himself up.

Choso closed his eyes as the rubbery tip of the condom pressed against his opening.

He tried regulating his breathing as Naoya pushed forward... His fingers gripping the sheets as he forced his muscles to relax, measured breathing as he felt himself opening up and the piercing pushing in. He had pierced ones before but not this big...

The stretch on his sphincter already close to unbearable as Naoya smoothly pushed the whole tip in.

And then the drag became unbearable as he didn't stop.

Choso's breathing control disappeared fully after another inch penetrated inside him. Just this much was enough to reach his prostate and make him lose his composure. Naoya went slow but was relentless in his pursuit. Pushing further in and opening up Choso's walls. Choso's hips trembled, but there was no way to escape as Naoya held him firmly in his lap by the waist, fully determined to bottom out. 

"Aa-AH!" Choso's voice hitched up as the cock inside him started to reach further than Naoya's fingers or the toy could. Throwing his pride away he grabbed at Naoya's wrist as he felt Naoya still pushing further "W-Wait" he gasped, looking to Naoya's face with wet eyes.

Naoya huffed out an amused breath and stopped. Fingers rubbing circles into Choso's sides as he waited mercifully for his partner to adjust. Choso kept his grip on the wrist as he closed his eyes again, trying to calm down his breathing. If he only could still use his blood technique... This body was so much harder to control. No way to forcefully slow down the heartbeat. He just had to calm down. There was a giant burning rod tearing him up from inside but he had to calm down.

He could take it.

The fact that he was still hard was probably a good proof of that.

Without thinking why, he rubbed his thumb on the wrist in his grip. Lightly tracing the shape of the bones, feeling the warmth of his skin.

Naoya kept being patient, despite his own laboured breathing.

Choso could feel just how aroused he was, and yet Naoya waited obediently, despite his previous threats.

It just couldn't be the same Naoya he fought back then.

It was a whole new person, just wearing that man's face.

A very handsome face...

With a great body and even greater cock.

And God this was too good to just write off as another job.

He never got this aroused with any other client.

Maybe with just that one... The very first one.

If Choso was to fantasise about someone during this he could as well think about that man... He was hot and he fucked him good.

A bit more muscular and taller than Naoya, but with an almost identical smug grin on his lips.

And their size sure felt the same as they were fucking Choso apart.

As he opened his eyes again, deeming the pressure on his insides a bit more manageable, he focused on Naoya's face.

Suddenly hit with a realisation of just how similar this face was to the man Choso lost his virginity to, he felt a bit more guilty at the idea that it might've been Naoya's older brother. But he quickly decided that he would definitely recognise if the man fucking him was another spoiled Zenin. No... that one wasn't rich. He just felt generous after striking gold on horse race betting.

"What you're daydreaming about?" Naoya asked in a raspy tone. Waiting so long had to have been hard on him. Choso experimentally moved his hips, making them both moan as Naoya wasn't prepared for the sudden feeling of Choso's body squeezing at his member.

"Just waiting till you grow the balls to fuck me like you promised" Choso really should've been gagged.

"Careful doll~ You're going to regret that" Naoya huffed fixing his hold on Choso's hips again. He was sure to have bruises there later... Choso gripped the pillow behind his head and tried relaxing as Naoya pulled out slightly before thrusting forward, drawing a choked moan out of his lips. His plans on controlling anything about his body immediately destroyed by that deliciously thick cock moving inside him "Fuck... you're so tight" Naoya panted above him, as he struggled to set up a steady slow rythm, clearly tempted to speed up, but holding back. For Choso's comfort? Choso couldn't have that. He was still pleasuring a client, he had to start putting in some work. After few shallow thrusts he felt confident enough to move his hips to meet his. Encouraging him to make deeper movements by squeezing around him.

It wasn't easy but nothing in Choso's life was. At least this was only partly painful.

Naoya finally shifted back on the bed for better stability and thrusted back in. Long and deep thrust angled right at Choso's prostate made his hips jump as Naoya's cock pushed deeper and Naoya started thrusting into him. Choso's breathng grew erratic as he could feel each inch pounding into him. Naoya didn't even have to target his prostate to make him see stars. The feeling of his cock moving inside him, the burning stretch of muscles forced open by it was enough to pry desperate grunts out of him. He tried to grit his teeth and keep his hands on the pillow despite being painfully hard from arousal. But if he started touching himself he would surely come way too soon.

The faster rythm made it a lot harder to take silently, so Choso finally stopped focusing on not giving Naoya the satisfaction and unclenched his jaw, letting out a shuddering moan.

"Mm you take me so well" Naoya gasped in delight as Choso's hips kept meeting each of his thrusts "I'm so lucky I found you. I just wanted to fuck you once, but damn, I might have to keep you on my dick forever" he said pressing forward as far as Choso's body would let it.

"Fuck...! Fuck ah!' Choso almost screamed as Naoya's cock reached even further than before, pushing apart Choso's insides to make more place for himself. Instead of continuing the moves, Naoya stayed right there, leaning forward and catching Choso's wrists in one hand, Choso too overwhelemed by the penetration to stop him.

"You'd like that wouldn't you? I can tell how much you love it" Naoya purred above him, waiting still until Choso focused his sight back on his face. Only then he pressed on "Clenching around me, swallowing me up and moaning in pleasure just from the friction. You love it right? Having your slutty hole stretched and used the way it was intended~ I haven't even touched your cute little cock and you're leaking like crazy" he huffed out teasingly, his hips still pushing forward, forcing more of his length inside him. Was that another inch? He tried spreading his legs wider to accommodate the size but he reached his limit and felt he couldn't take any more. He was going to break apart.

"F-fuck off it's not little" he tried despite his voice breaking "God how much cock you have left?!" Naoya huffed out a laugh at Choso's frustration.

"Forgot already? Let me remind you" he smirked and stopped moving. Choso breathed out trying to get used to the feeling in his stomach. It was painful but he couldn't help but find pleasure in the sensation... Naoya moved his hand from his hip down to his perineum. Finger slowly tracing from his stretched hole up towards his testicles, making him tremble as it moved to his cock. He moaned weakly as Naoya pressed his flat palm along his length. Pleasure spiking at the back of his neck making him buckle his hips, the intense feeling leaving him breathless as the monster cock impaling him pressed further because of it "Eeeasy now... You're going to hurt yourself thrashing around like that" Naoya panted out, clearly not immune himself to the growing pleasure "Look. I'm right here" he added as his palm slid further, leaving his needy cock behind and pressed down on Choso's abdomen. Choso's breath hitched at the added pressure on his stomach. Naoya pulled out a little and thrusted up again. Choso's voice trembled as Naoya's hand pressing on his stomach made the feeling more intense. Naoya raised his hand, leaving one finger in the spot his cock just reached "and we still got a bit more to go~" he whispered and moved the finger up, up to Choso's bellybutton. Choso's eyes followed but his mind couldn't. It was just a little more, just two or so inches. It looked so trivial from outside. But Choso's entrance was already screaming at him. He was stuffed to the brim and would not be able to take even a milimetre more. He didn't realise he was shaking his head.

"N-No way" he swallowed in disbelief, eyes wide as he searched Naoya's face for an answer.

"Awh sweetie, don't worry" Naoya cooed at him, slowly pulling out, leaving only his tip inside, snuggly pressing on Choso's neglected prostate, making him involuntarily squeeze around him "I can tell by the way your hole keeps sucking me in. You're gonna love it" he said and before Choso could deny it, he snapped his hips forward, a lot harder than before. Choso's eyes rolled to the back of his skull as Naoya slid all the way back in, thumb pressing into his abdomen at the exact spot Choso could feel him claim "Ahh fuck you're so good" he sighed shamelessly and without waiting for Choso, started thrusting into him again. Choso moaning or screaming at each intrusion. He couldn't think straight, his hips shaking with the movements as Naoya fucked him open, working his way deeper inside. Choso was sure there was no way for more to fit, not without him breaking from it.

First time ever since he did it for the first time, he felt scared. There was just no way for any more of Naoya's cock to fit in. He was already at his limit, and there was way too little lube inside him. His face covered in tears, yet he kept moving his hips in a matching rhythm, meeting each thrust with enthusiasm. Never trying to free his wrists from Naoya's grip. He was scared and in pain and he loved it. The feeling of another man moving inside him, grunting above him from pleasure. It turned him on so much. He just hated that Naoya found out. 

"Come on cutie, relax for me some more, I know you can take it" Naoya suddenly started speaking a lot sweeter and Choso just now noticed that he kept babbling about being at his limit. He complained how it was impossible to take any more and still he was wrapping his legs around Naoya's waist, trying to pull him deeper "You're mine aren't you? Let me have more of you" he purred encouragements into his ear and moved his hand to grab at his cock. Choso's spine arched from the pleasure, feeling Naoya's talented hand stroking him.

Either the sudden pleasure loosened him up enough, or the new angle helped because Naoya's cock slid deeper into him. Naoya's moan in his ear almost drown out by Choso's sharp gasp. Guts twisted in knots as the tip of his cock hit a dead end deep inside him. Last time a man reached this place Choso almost passed out on his dick. And now it wasn't much different.

His thighs kept trembling as Naoya stroked him through it. Hand on his wrists loosening its grip and sliding upwards, entangling their fingers together. And then Naoya thrusted again, making him whimper each time he hit the same spot.

Choso's legs clasped tightly behind him, heels pressing at his back to push him back in each time Naoya pulled back. Just few more thrusts and strokes, one bite at his ear and he was arching off the mattress with a strangled moan on his lips.

Naoya pressed deep inside him, rocking slowly as Choso's orgasm almost made him black out.

Once he could breathe again, he noticed Naoya's lips sucking hickeys on his neck. He really couldn't care anymore. The intensity of getting fucked this deep and hard wiped all his worries and reservations away. He didn't mind Naoya's weight on him as the blond let go of his cock and started rubbing circles at his side. Thumb pressing and stroking one particular place again, and Choso's brain was way too fucked out to think of a reason why.

"See? Told you I'll fuck you good~" Naoya chuckled breathlessly and captured his lips again. Choso moaned into it, still so sensitive everywhere...

And... with a painfully hard cock still inside him...

His two braincells trying to rub against each other to form a thought. He came before his client... this... wasn't the end...

A hint of panic spread in his chest once he felt Naoya's other hand gripping his waist "I've been wondering for a while now... Do you even remember getting stabbed here?" Naoya asked in an overly sugary tone, pressing his thumb to the side of his stomach. Choso blinked at him in shock "Or stabbing me with your blood? Hm? Choso~"

He gasped in response, trying to sit up but Naoya just thrusted his hips and his pathetic attempt to escape fully failed.

"I thought this would make for a lovely payback, since your blood was inside me before, my cock is inside you now" Naoya smirked down at him, sitting back on his knees, both hands gripping Choso's waist.

"Naoya-" Choso grit out a warning, raising on his elbows as he tried to climb up the bed. Naoya's eyes growing wider at the mention of his name.

"I knew you recognised me!" he said with a grin "and you still followed me here. This desperate for cash or for a good fuck?" Choso's heartbeat raced faster as he saw the former sorcerer lick his lips again... "Good. It wouldn't be half as exciting if you didn't remember. Now this is the real payback" his voice low and husky as his eyes narrowed. Choso was yet again met with that predatory look. The sweet words of encouragement from a moment ago now a distant memory.

"I didn't kno-AH!" Choso tried to explain but got interrupted with another thrust. His insides way too sensitive from his orgasm for any of this. And Naoya knew it. Almost as if he planned each step.

"Shush now, all I want to hear from your pretty lips are more sweet moans" Naoya rasped as he pulled all the way out. Choso's hole finally allowed a second to rest, but before he could feel any meaningful relief on the abused muscle, Naoya pistoned his way back in, all the way.

Choso's back hit the mattress once his arms slipped out from beneath him. Naoya grinned as he immediately set up a manic rhythm, pounding into him without any care for Choso's comfort. Choso gasped and whined as Naoya's glans kept hitting his prostate with each thrust. He had no strength to move, only moan as his overstimulated hole kept getting fucked harder. He closed his eyes shut, unable to take it, feeling bruises forming on his hips from Naoya's grip. The brutal pace sending the whole bed shaking, pushing Choso up the bed, only to pull him back down to penetrate him deeper.

"Fuck, ah! Fuck! Naoya!" he all but screamed out trembling from intensity.

"That's my name darling. Keep screaming it!" the blond smirked and threw his hips forward, pressing past his prostate and hitting that weird spot deep inside Choso's guts again. Choso felt himself falling apart as his cock was yet again filling up with blood "If I knew just how good you can take my cock I would've fucked you back in Shibuya, bent you over in the middle of the street and-" Choso gained enough strength to slap him across the face.

Naoya caught off guard staggered his movements as Choso yanked his head back by the hair. Panting from the effort it took to lift himself up to a half-assed sitting position.

"Shut up already" he barked and wrapped one leg behind him to pull him in "and just fuck me"

"Hah... Hahahah" Naoya panted out breathlessly, smirk growing yet again despite the red bruise blooming on his face "you don't know when to shut-" Choso yanked his head forward and kissed him, finally shutting him up. He didn't want to know why. Not now. He only wanted to feel more of him...

Naoya pushed him over again, kiss bruising his lips and hips hitting his thighs with each devastatingly deep thrust.

With Naoya pressing so closely against him, Choso kept pushing out his hips, his neglected cock rubbing up against Naoya's well toned abdomen, leaving a trail of precome on his skin. He wanted more, he needed more... The stimulation on his prostate maddeningly sweet, he felt just on the edge of something amazing but couldn't quite reach it. And when he tried moving his hand down to stroke himself, Naoya caught it and suddenly bit hard on his lip. Familiar metallic taste on his tongue...

"Don't you dare" Naoya measured him with a sharp look, stopping his thrusts and pinning both his wrists above his head. Choso's desperate panting gaining him no mercy, Naoya stubbornly didn't move "Condoms really are great~ It's a bit easier to be patient. Something you clearly lack"

"Fuck off" Choso huffed out, trying to move his hips, but Naoya skillfully moved the same way, not giving Choso an inch.

"I'm so glad that you got reborn as a human. No tricks or poison in your blood" Naoya hummed with a smirk as he licked Choso's bleeding lip, pressing his tongue into the small injury as if savouring the taste "I can have you however I want to now" Naoya purred with a smile, enjoying every second of Choso's struggles.

"Naoya, I need-" he tried again, squirming underneath him, trying to free his hands. All the built up tension in his body was making him crazy.

"Move your hands and I'll pull out" Naoya said sternly. Eyes pinning Choso down as his wrists got released and Naoya straightened back. Choso grit his teeth as he tried to think it through. He could just use his hands. Naoya would pull out and leave and that would be great because Choso was not at all interested in spending even more time with this man.

Or...

He cursed quietly, reaching his hands up and gripping the wooden bars of the headboard. He could take it...

"Such an obedient little curse. Good boys like you deserve a reward"

"Is the reward your dick or-aA!" Choso's eyes rolled back as Naoya snapped his hips. Grabbing at Choso's thighs, he suddenly lifted up his lower half and pressed forward, almost bending Choso in half.

"No, it's getting fucked in a mating press♡" Naoya singsonged sweetly before pounding into him. Choso's knees pressed against his chest, feet left shaking in the air. New position made it feel like a fully different experience. He gripped hard at the headboard, panting and moaning as Naoya kept fucking his ass.

He could no longer move his hips and was left a whimpering mess for Naoya to use. The treatment rough and careless but his body kept trembling in pleasure, toes curling and muscles spasming. Heat building in his abdomen felt close to exploding and his neglected cock hurt from the lack of attention. But he didn't dare to touch it. He didn't want to lose the sweetness of being filled full of Naoya.

Naoya's thrusts became equally desperate as Choso's moans. His brows furrowed as he tried to withstand it. Choso recognised the expression and clenched around him, making Naoya moan out in pleasure. He was also close.

"You-"

"Please, N-Naoyaah" Choso whimpered out and Naoya twitched inside him at the lewd use of his name. He huffed and closed his eyes, reaching one hand between them to grip Choso's cock and stroking it fast and frantic. Choso moaned out something dangerously close to the blond's name again as the built up pressure finally tipped over and his cock shoot cum all over Naoya's hand. His muscles tensing up pushing Naoya towards his own climax.

His face twisted in pleasure as he thrusted deeper, hands gripping tightly at Choso's flesh, hips jerking last shallow strokes.

They stayed in the position panting and heaving, both coming down from their intense orgasms. Choso felt weak as his body laid limp. Pleasure still dancing on his skin with Naoya leaning over him, panting from exhaustion, face flushed and eyes still closed as he kept savouring the feeling. Choso's brain had to be fucked into mush for finding the expression beautiful...

It took one more minute or two before Naoya pulled back. Choso braced himself but still whimpered as the limp cock slipped out of him with an obscene pop, abused muscle finally allowed some rest after the rough treatment. He was going to feel it for days... Naoya was kind enough to help him put his legs back down. Choso sighed deeply once his lungs stopped being constricted.

"Fuck that was good" Naoya sighed and threw himself beside him. Bastard immediately stretched out his limbs, like a cat waking up from a nap, making himself comfortable on the soft pillows. While Choso still struggled to fix his breathing... "This is why you shouldn't smoke. Look how out of breath you are already" Naoya smirked at him. Choso hit him with a pillow. Only lack of strength keeping him from suffocating the asshole "Okay stop it stop it!" Naoya laughed way too carelessly. Fully ignoring that he just tricked and fucked a man who almost killed him in their past life. 

"I don't regret a single attack I threw at you" he hissed out as Naoya pushed the pillow off his face.

"That's so mean! I regret my attacks a lot!" Naoya pouted in feign innocence "If I aimed better you wouldn't have beat me"

"I would" Choso sighed, trying to sit up despite his tired muscles.

"Nope! I was sooo much stronger than you!" Choso ignored it and found more water on the nightstand "but I don't regret the fight at all, how else would I ever find out about those amazing tits?" Naoya mused and with no shame grabbed at Choso's breast again. Same way he did during their fight. But now he kept fondling the flesh "So big and soft~ To this day it's the best rack I've ever touched. And turns out your ass isn't half bad either!"

God this man was so annoying.

Choso sighed after few gulps of water and screwed the cap back on, swaying the half empty bottle in his hand to feel the weight "You always end up fucking people that beat you in a fight?"

"Only the cute ones" Naoya smirked and let go of him, putting his hands up defensively "You can't still be mad about it! It's been years! I barely remember what we even fought for. And now we're finally even, so no need to look so grumpy" he said with an unapologetic smile "Besides... Judging by the way you kept clenching around me begging for more, you enjoyed yourself too" Naoya sighed comfortably, hands behind his neck as he kept basking in the afterglow. Way too full of himself, way too good looking for that rotten personality. 

"Ugh"

"Don't ugh at me"

"It' a preemptive ugh. I'm really going to regret it" Choso sighed.

"Regret wha-" was all Naoya managed to say before Choso threw the bottle at his face, not hard enough to really hurt, but enough to disarm him for a second and allow Choso to swiftly trap him in a headlock with his thighs "You fucking-!" Choso squeezed his legs harder to silence him for at least a while, making sure to angle all his delicate parts far away from Naoya's teeth, just in case he tried to break free.

"Even? You think we're even?" he huffed resting his forearm across Naoya's thighs to stop him from thrashing around "You know how uncomfortable it is to get fucked after you've just come? We're nowhere near even" he barked while pulling the used condom off Naoya's spent length, taking it in his hand and giving it an experimental stroke. Little pathetic mewl out of Naoya's throat was satisfying enough to prove to himself that the idea was sound.

Without thinking any more about it, he put his tongue at the base of his penis, licking up towards the top and enjoying the way Naoya squirmed beneath him, trying to escape the pleasure. It wasn't as bad as what Choso had to endure but he didn't care, he wanted Naoya to feel at least the fraction of the torture.

"Fuck w-wait! Shit... t-too soon!" Naoya complained weakly as Choso pressed his tongue flat against the tip, tasting the precome before swirling his tongue around, hand supporting the limp weight. He left one of Naoya's arms free, if he really wanted to he could tap out. But instead he just gripped at Choso's calf, his trembling muscles filling Choso up with determination to push further. His lips teasingly traced the length before he took the head in his mouth. Without the rubber separating them, Naoya could feel the heat and wetness around his still too sensitive glans and moaned loudly, hips shaking pathetically as if he didn't know whether to pull back or push forward. Choso solved that issue for him by sliding his lips down the shaft, sucking the soft penis in "F-Fuuck" Naoya threw his head back as much as Choso's thighs allowed. His feet tangling up in the sheets searching for some footing but soon tensing up and just shaking lightly as Choso kept sucking him "God... Fuck you feel so good" Naoya sighed, already getting over the discomfort. Hands roaming around Choso's legs wherever they could, caressing the skin and massaging muscles. Since he wasn't fighting back, Choso relaxed his legs, letting Naoya move his arms freely. Choso's hand moving to his balls as he felt him grow inside him.

It was becoming rapidly harder to fit in his mouth. But the feeling of it hardening on his tongue made it worth it. He only let it out of his mouth to gasp in surprise as three fingers suddenly pushed inside him.

"Wow you're already closing up again!" Naoya breathed out in amazement, lubed up fingers moving fast to loosen Choso back up.

"Fuck- slow down or I'll bite...!" he barked as the attack on his hole made his body tremble. Naoya chuckled lightly in response.

"Do you like it more like this then?" Naoya's fingers changed the pace, sliding slowly deep inside instead. Choso's legs lost strength, knees landing on both sides of Naoya's head once the other man rubbed his finger pad on his prostate "Nice and slow~" Choso tried to adjust, his body almost laying on top of Naoya's torso, taking the slow teasing massage to his sweet spot. His muscles tensed and squirmed, trying to escape the growing pleasure. Using this opportunity Naoya grabbed his hips and pulled him down, Choso's knees sliding sideways as his body landed fully on top of Naoya's. His hardening cock trapped between them, pressed against Naoya's surprisingly soft chest "I take it you like it a lot" Naoya giggled so Choso gripped his balls harder to make him gasp. The relentless torture on his prostate gone for a moment, giving him a chance to recollect himself and take Naoya deep inside his throat.

Prolonged moan escaping from Naoya's lips as Choso bobbed his head. But Naoya quickly regained his senses and went back to moving his fingers, making Choso gasp around his cock. Naoya moved faster than before, fingers focused both on Choso's prostate and on loosening his entrance. And each time he hit his prostate, Choso's hips jerked slightly, pushing his cock to squeeze between Naoya's pecs. With how much precome he was leaking the glide was smooth and pleasurable, making him want to move faster "Enjoying my chest so much?" Naoya asked mockingly as he squeezed his breasts together "You're giving me an amazing idea with this. You on your knees, squeezing your lovely tits together for me to fuck. I would even let you suck on the tip with each thrust. God you would look so good. You looked so good on your knees tonight. Or when I had you pressed against the wall in Shibuya. You're just so hot when you're submissive" Naoya kept talking and it was hard to deny the way his dirty talk kept riling Choso up "But I gotta thank you for choosing this position. I'm having one hell of a view here" Naoya mused, pulling his fingers almost fully out and stretching him open. Choso didn't want to think about just how much Naoya could see...

He tried to remember what he wanted to do, how he even ended up in this pose, but it was so hard to think clear when Naoya's cock kept pushing into his throat while his fingers kept teasing his prostate. But then Naoya leaned closer, pulling Choso's hips up and then he felt something wet and hot pressing against his skin. Naoya's tongue licking his testicles before he closed his mouth around one and sucked at the skin.

"Mhhn!!!" Choso's thighs jerked at the overwhelming sensation, not yet sure what to do as Naoya's hot tongue moved up, leaving a wet trail as it ventured higher, pressing into the sensitive skin on his perineum and then- "HaA!" Choso choked out, rising to his hands and letting Naoya's cock out of his mouth, not caring about the saliva and other fluid dripping down his chin. Naoya's tongue lapped playfully just below his hole and Choso quickly raised his hips, escaping Naoya's mouth.

"Not into that?"

"Sh-shut up" Choso panted out, face red from shame. There was no way he would allow that. It was way too vulgar even for this situation. He was used to having fingers up his ass but never a tongue and he was not going to let Naoya be the first! No matter how hot it would probably be... "Give me the lube" he swallowed trying to move away. Naoya hummed and pushed his fingers forward again, making Choso's whole body sway with the movement.

"I'd hate to lose this view though~"

"Do what I say or I'm leaving" an almost empty threat but Naoya felt merciful enough to obey. Choso sighed as Naoya's fingers slipped out of him, leaving him empty... He had to feel that cock again...

Naoya sat up looking for the lube as Choso moved to straddle his lap. Catching his breath while looking at Naoya's heavy erection. Standing tall and proud and glistening with Choso's drool all over... He had to be patient and smart. He needed the lube. He was going to tear up and die on Naoya's dick if he won't lube it up more. Just his spit and some of the lotion Naoya fingerfucked into him was not going to be enough "Hurry up" he snapped at the clown of a man fiddling with sheets.

"I'm fucking trying! Shit it had to have rolled off the bed or-" Naoya snapped back equally impatient and Choso breathed out through his nose. He was already regretting it so so much...

He cursed and nudge/kicked Naoya's stomach with his knee, pushing him back down to lie prone on the bed. Not waiting for his logical brain to scream at him, he positioned himself above Naoya's crotch, resting one hand on his stomach for support and taking his cock in the other, lining him up at his opening. If he dies he dies, he needed that dick inside him already.

He closed his eyes and threw his head back feeling the tip of Naoya's cock pushing in. It felt so much better without the condom, hot silky skin prying him open as he sunked lower, taking more of his length in one smooth move.

"Fucking hell you're hot" Naoya gasped, hands already on Choso's thighs, caressing the muscles as Choso sat on his hips. Cock buried deep inside him making it hard to breathe "You look so good like this" Naoya hummed with satisfaction, moving one hand up to Choso's stomach and then higher till it stopped at his cheek "Let me hear how good it feels" he cooed and pushed his thumb in Choso's mouth, prying his clenched teeth open and getting a weak whimper in response. His grin grew as he rolled his hips up, slow and gentle but enough to make Choso gasp louder. With his mouth forced open Choso couldn't stop the noises tat cock fucked out of him. But he didn't care much for his dignity anymore and focused on willing his thighs to move.

First few moves a bit awkward, but soon he got the angle just right and started moving up and down in a nice pleasant rhythm. Naoya for once too focused on panting beneath him to say anything more than just 'fuck' and 'oh yeah', his hips thrusting up to meet Choso's. Choso usually didn't like bouncing on his client's hips as Naoya insinuated before but... It did feel good... But even if his clients usually loved it, it was way too easy for him to forget himself and chase his own pleasure instead of focusing on the client. Especially when the client's dick pressed up against his prostate so deliciously... And Naoya even with his memories intact was still a client. A client Choso wanted to see come apart under him.

So he focused on angling his moves better, trying to avoid his prostate and picking up the pace. His hands resting on Naoya's chest, squeezing his breasts as he kept riding his dick. Determined to make Naoya come soon, he tried using all kinds of tricks he picked up along the way, changing up the pace and grinding down on him. Naoya laying there and taking it, face flushed and twisted in pleasure as Choso moved his fingers to play with his pierced nipples, room filled with their panting.

Choso's breath hitched feeling Naoya's hands moving to explore his body again, squeezing at his sides and biceps, caressing the skin in a gentle, caring fashion. The sweet gesture made Choso forget for a moment all about how much he hated the other man, and let him put his hands on top of his. Take his hands in his and lift himself off the bed. Choso didn't mind as Naoya entangled their fingers and kissed him deeply.

The kiss nice and slow. Choso assumed this was probably best apology he could ever get from this man, so he accepted it. Nice and sweet, he didn't push him back down, instead adjusting himself to roll his hips in the new position. Kiss soon breaking as Naoya started thrusting up into him. At least now Choso could escape it as the cock inside him tried to impale him further. He knew that if Naoya hit that weird spot deep inside him again he might lose all the strength in his legs. Instead he kept controlling their movements, making sure he will last long enough to make Naoya come first this time.

But the throbbing in his cock was starting to get really distracting. With each strong thrust, his poor cock kept poking at Naoya's abdomen, desperate for attention. He thought for a moment of just forgiving Naoya, and making them come at the same time. He just needed to arch his spine a little, and let Naoya's cock press up against his prostate. It's what he wanted, what he needed... The sensation of the thick girth sliding in and out was amazing, but if he could feel it more on his prostate he would feel so much more pleasure... So he arched, moaning louder as Naoya's tip finally angled perfectly to target his sweet spot with each thrust. It felt so good he let his head roll to the side. Just few more bounces and he felt himself approaching the edge. It felt so good he wanted to come again. Naoya panting in his ear sounded close as well, they could probably come together. And even if not, he could take a few more thrusts after coming, he would survive, Or die. He didn't care, he just needed to come. His cock was going to explode, he just needed to touch himself, just one or two strokes and-

And he couldn't.

He couldn't free his hands.

He stopped his moves for a moment as he realised just how tight Naoya held his hands in his. Naoya's thrusts never stopping and now angled right at his prostate made him tremble from pleasure.

"Naoya-" he gasped trying to pull his hands free again, but the blond didn't budge "l-let go, I need, please I-" he tried desperately but Naoya silenced him with another kiss instead. This time sharp and quick.

"What? You're close?" he asked ignoring Choso's struggling.

"Yes!" Choso hissed frustrated, trying to angle his hips differently, but his body refused to listen, the pressure on his prostate too sweet for him to escape from. He wanted it, wanted more- "just touch me, I need-" he pleaded trying to at least grind his cock on Naoya's stomach but it was nowhere near enough friction, while the assault on his insides made the pleasure unbearable.

"You don't need it" Naoya smirked grinding his hips up "You're gonna come just from this. Just from my cock" he accentuated his point by keeping his cock pressed to his prostate.

"I-I never-"

"Really? What kind of shitty men you were sleeping with before?" he laughed cheerfully before adding "You can do it, come on Choso, show me. Ride me, it's what you wanted right?" Naoya kept smiling innocently despite being close himself "and if I come first, I'm not letting your hands go. You're going to be left with no cock to bounce on. You better start working for it"

That's what Choso got for thinking even for a second that this man could be reasonable. This was impossible. He never came without touching himself, but the thought of not getting to come at all was even worse. Not now when he felt so close! He whimpered pathetically as he tried moving again. He knew in theory that if he keeps having his prostate stimulated, if he keeps grinding on that one spot, it could eventually maybe make him come. But he feared it couldn't and his body couldn't take any more of the pleasure with no release. His cock leaking precome all over itself as the pressure on his prostate kept making his eyelids flutter.

He was getting weak, his thighs trembling, moves sloppy. Naoya doing most of the work thrusting up into him, thrusting deep in, hitting at the back wall as Choso had no strength to escape it.

"Fuck fuck a-ah! Naoy-a-ah! Naoya!" he kept slurring his words, trying to plead, at the same time not asking him to stop. The possibility of coming just on his cock made him so aroused he couldn't think straight. He tried to make it happen, his hole clenching and unclenching, muscles pushing as Naoya kept fucking into him, panting out encouragements "A-Ah! Please!" he begged desperately, feeling close to breaking as it all became too much. He choked on a scream feeling Naoya's mouth sucking on his nipple, tongue flicking around the sensitive bud as Naoya's cock thrusted hard against his prostate, focused only on that one spot and abusing it relentlessly. He felt he couldn't take it anymore as tears kept streaming down his face, pleasure pooling in his stomach as something finally clicked. His spine arched into a bow as intense pleasure took over his entire body, his untouched cock spurting out come all over the two of them.

Not even a second later Naoya slid deep past his prostate, impaling Choso on his cock, making him scream as the tip of his cock hit hard against the spot deep inside him and shoot out his load.

Choso felt himself close to passing out from the intensity. If not for Naoya holding him he would probably just fell over. He didn't even notice when Naoya freed his hands, opting to grip at his waist instead.

He kept panting, unable to catch his breath, finally noticing Naoya's eyes on him. He watched his face all that time, taking in every detail as Choso came undone on his cock. Instead of pissing him off, it just gave him butterflies in his stomach. Or it could be Naoya's twitching cock still buried inside him. He couldn't tell the difference. It was still... God it was still hard.

"You're... so fucking sexy" Naoya huffed before kissing him again. Choso whimpered, each touch and tiny movement putting his skin on fire.

He came from just Naoya's cock... And it was the best orgasm he ever had... His body painfully sensitive in the afterglow, but Naoya's hands kept exploring his skin, fondling his breasts, squeezing his sides, finally resting on his thighs, only to force them further apart. Choso let out a squeak, hands embracing Naoya by the neck to not lose balance.

"Just look at yourself, so cute still twitching for me" Naoya said in amazement and Choso followed his line of sight, looking down. His spent cock leaking more precome despite just coming. Sticky white mess on their stomachs "Ahh it's a shame you can't see" Naoya sighed, one hand pushing Choso's cock and balls up and to the side. The sensation making Choso squirm and moan as the cock inside him pressed at a new angle "Your slutty little hole keeps clenching around my dick, trying to pull me in" his thumb reached down and traced at the place they were connected. Choso felt shivers ran down his spine, his hole was already stretched to its limits around Naoya's girth and the finger rubbing there just added to the overwhelming feeling "It's begging for more" the words felt like a death sentence.

"N-Naoya" he tried weakly, his body still not calmed down from the climax.

"Don't worry, I heard it's a lot easier to keep on coming once you came once from your prostate" Naoya answered sweetly and rolled his hips. Choso feared he might never breathe normally again.

"N-no... I can't-" he shook his head slowly. It was impossible... He couldn't...

"Can't?" Naoya asked with a strangely innocent face, hugging him close and looking up at him with a sad expression. His cock hard and clearly needing more...

"C-Can't move my legs" he whispered looking away. Naoya's puppy eyes were too powerful...

"Awh you poor thing" Naoya said sweetly, his breath tickling Choso's skin before soft lips kissed his collarbone. He wasn't sure if his words got interpreted correctly as Naoya suddenly moved him off his lap. He had to grit his teeth again when his cock left him empty. Thinking what to say, he let himself get maneuvered back on the bed, quickly realising Naoya had no intention of stopping, as Choso landed on all fours "You don't need to use your legs anymore. All better right~?" Naoya loomed behind him. Lips kissing down his shoulder and hard cock rubbing up between his thighs.

It was only a tiny bit frustrating that Naoya could  read him so well...

He spread his legs a bit wider waiting impatiently for that cock to reenter him. Instead there were wet fingers pushing inside. Naoya had to have found the lube.

"You've been taking me so well, gotta make sure you won't break at the end" Choso almost appreciated the thoughtful gesture.

"Get on with it" he huffed desperate to rush it. What if Naoya takes too long lathering up his dick and Choso will have to think his actions through?! He moved his leg, rubbing his calf against Naoya's and swaying his hips to convince him to speed up.

"Ah I'm trying to be thoughtful~ But I really like how you're matching my speed" Choso could hear the smirk in his words. Thankfully he didn't have to think about it long as Naoya's lubed up member forced his way back inside. The glide smooth and easy, Choso's well fucked hole already used to the size. The realisation made him even more aroused... It was so hard to take him at the beginning but now his shape fit perfectly inside, pushing everything apart to make space for himself "Mmm fuck your ass is great..." Naoya commented unnecessarily again, hands on Choso's hips as he slowly rocked against him with a content sigh.

New position making it so much more vulgar... Slow movements rocking his whole body. He already came so much but he still wanted more... Just few more thrusts ignited him back up. It was as if he was about to come again just from getting penetrated.

"Look at you taking me so well" Naoya let out a breathy chuckle before pulling out almost fully, hands spreading Choso's cheeks apart "God you're so hot... Probably won't be able to close again though, I stretched your hole wiiiide open" he sounded so proud of himself, thumbs teasing at Choso's opening "Next time we gotta record it, your hole looks so cute like this"

"Hah... ah! Sh-Shut up and fuck me" Choso grunted out trying not to let Naoya know how much his words excited him.

Instead of responding Naoya snapped his hips forward, this time speeding his moves up. Choso gripped the sheets, feeling his cock leaking from each time Naoya's tip pushed past his prostate, Naoya's piercing rubbing sweet pressure into the sensitive spot. His whole body shaking with each thrust as the only thing coming out of his lips were soft high pitched moans. He never knew his voice could even reach this octave. The thought of sounding like he was in heat while being pounded from behind filled him with both shame and arousal.

"That's a good reaction" Naoya huffed behind him, panting and husky. Choso loved that voice... Knowing that his partner was feeling just as good... "you're so good coming just from being fucked. You love getting railed like that, right? Your hole is squeezing me so tightly~ I might never leave~"

He was right, it was confusing but Naoya was right. Choso kept feeling the waves of pleasure as his insides spasmed around the cock ravaging his body. He kept coming just from that, without any stimulation on his cock and without a load of sperm shooting out. There were only tiny white droplets leaking from his spent cock swaying between his thighs, making a mess of the sheets beneath them.

"Feels good right? Tell me" Naoya requested, hands squeezing his ass, hips snapping against him as he kept fucking into him.

"G-Good... Feels ah! Good!" Choso obeyed without a thought, stuffed full of cock and coming just from that. He could feel Naoya getting excited at his words, hits on his prostate becoming faster.

"I'm making you feel good. It's all me"

"Y-Yes! You...!"

"You'll reward me, right? You'll take my cock and make me come deep inside you" Naoya kept talking as he slowed the pace down, choosing long strokes instead, aimed up at that cursed barrier in Choso's stomach "I can fuck you so much better. Make you fully mine. You'd like that wouldn't you? Getting stuffed full of my cock so you can't walk for weeks" Choso really couldn't focus on any sort of answer when Naoya's dick kept grinding up against that spot. But he could tell that Naoya was waiting for an answer and won't go back to fucking him properly until he gets one.

"Yes! Fuck! Whatever, just keep moving" he panted out trying to shake his hips and felt Naoya finally moving back before snapping forward again.

"Good little curse♡" Naoya grinned, moves slow and dragging as he hit deep again "But you still haven't taken me whole"

"Wha-? I-I can't" voice wobbly and unfamiliar. God, was there really more of him there?! But even if he wanted to, and he did, he couldn't.

"You can" Naoya dismissed him sweetly, reaching a hand to put on his abdomen and grinding his hips again. Choso had to use up all his strength not to fall over "It's not a wall or an end, just your insides bending a little. It's basically a second hole" Naoya mused and sighed as he pushed his hips harder in "It feels so good... Like your cervix kissing my cock. But it's gonna feel so much better when you open it up for me" Choso swallowed hard at the feeling, Naoya massaging his stomach and pressing further "Come on sweetie, relax and let me in. You want it, right? Feel me even deeper?"

"Y-es..." Choso whimpered out a shaky word. It was pure insanity but if it was possible to have more of Naoya's dick in him, he wanted it.

"Good. Relax and take it. Let me make you come some more" the promise so tantalizing Choso spread his knees wider, spine arched to take everything Naoya could offer. Hand gripping his hip had to have left bruises at this point but he didn't care, forcing his muscles to relax the best he could as Naoya pulled out a little, just to grind his hips further. Sweet little grunts he made proof of how much he enjoyed it. Choso focused on that, on knowing that Naoya loved this feeling. His eyes rolled back as he felt his tip hitting that bend. Slow and steady as he didn't pull out, pressing further instead. Choso's legs kicking behind them on the mattress as he tried to find something to offset the discomfort in his stomach. He wanted to take it, he wanted to be good for Naoya and make them both come. His arms shaking as he tried to stay raised on his elbows, but the sensation was too overwhelming. Painful and yet with all the stimulation on his prostate he no longer could distinguish the difference between pain and pleasure. Was it even painful? Even if it was, he wanted it. Naoya's cock kept pushing his muscles open and Choso tried his best to relax and swallow it all up.

Finally with a shocked gasp he felt Naoya's tip slipping through that second ring.

"Fuck! Oh God, you're so good... You're being so good for me" Naoya grunted above him, Choso barely hearing through his own raspy moan. Naoya's hands gripping him hard as he slowly pulled out and Choso whined weakly feeling him slide back up. He felt himself opening up to take it. With each thrust the sensation less painful as the pleasure overtook it.

His breathing fast and heavy trying to be good and take it. He never felt anything like this before and had no way of controlling himself. Naoya sped up his thrusts and Choso let his chest fall to the mattress, he hugged the pillow his face landed on. Pleasure tickling all around his body made it impossible to do anything other than lay there and take it. He loved the feeling of the other man using him for his pleasure. Naoya's cock filling him up fully and fucking him mercilessly. Choso's muscles twitching as he screamed into the pillow with each deep penetration forcing him wide open for Naoya's cock.

He was coming again. He already lost count which time was it. There was nothing coming out of his cock but the waves of pleasure were unmistakable. And all of that just from getting fucked. His ass high in the air, gripped in Naoya's hands as he kept thrusting in. Fucking him through his orgasm and not stopping.

Choso bit down on the pillow as Naoya fucked more whimpers out of him. He didn't want to open his mouth. He feared he might beg Naoya to stop and he didn't want that. The feeling was too addictive.

He only let the pillow go as Naoya came to a halt deep inside him, rolling his hips gently, enjoying the way Choso's second hole tried to milk his tip. Choso left panting, trying to get air in his lungs. Hair stuck to his face, body weak and spasming. Just a toy for Naoya to use. And that thought excited him again... It felt so good to have someone else control him like that...

Suddenly he felt as Naoya pulled him up by the armpits, he gasped at the change of angle. Still impaled on Naoya's member and getting lifted into a kneeling position, the weight of his limp body pushing him down on the cock... Naoya held him up from behind, panting in his ear "Come here doll" there was a small playful bite at his ear. Naoya gave him a second to adjust, just licking at his earlobe. Also catching a breath. With the way his cock twitched he was probably close. Stopping for a second to recollect himself...

"God, look" Naoya whispered after a moment. Choso's confused eyes meeting his and then looking down. He blinked in shock. Naoya pulled out slightly. Then pushed back in.

There was a small bump on Choso's abdomen. Dissappearing and appearing again as Naoya's cock moved inside him.

"Told you I'm going to reach there" Naoya hummed satisfied and thrusted again. Choso moaning with each move. Eyes focused on the bulge in his stomach. Same place where Naoya stabbed him during their fight "it's so fucking hot, come on, feel it" Naoya grabbed his hand and pressed it against his stomach, Naoya's hand applying pressure on top. With each deep thrust he felt the cock moving in his stomach, both inside and on his palm.

He felt so sick for finding it so erotic.

Naoya sped up, hips slapping against Choso's.

Choso closed his eyes trying to withstand it. Whimpering and rolling his head back to rest on Naoya's shoulder, little more than dead weight in the other man's arms.

"Good boy... So beautiful..." Naoya rasped out sweet nothings, his thrusts deep and merciless as Choso's hips kept getting pushed forward by the force. Hand against his chest keeping his spine bent backwards.

He felt the pressure building up and knew he will soon come again. Untouched. Impaled on a cock.

He opened his eyes looking back at Naoya's lips. Only gasps and whines coming out of his own. He couldn't even form a full syllable, let alone a sentence. But he wanted to... He wanted to kiss him.

Naoya noticing the way he looked at him leaned in and captured his lips, hips pressed flat against Choso's ass. Cock spreading his insides.

Choso reciprocated the kiss weakly, only able to open his lips and accept the tongue inside him. Slow swaying of their hips driving him mad so he pressed his hand harder to his stomach, pressing on the bump and moaning into the kiss. Naoya panting as Choso reached one hand back and grabed a handfull of his nice, plump ass. It was a failed attempt but he tried moving his hips. The action immediately breaking the kiss as they both moaned. His body had to be already turning fully into Naoya's property. Just having his cock inside him gave him so much pleasure...

"So impatient" Naoya huffed and rolled his hips again "Fine, I'm close too" he added and sped up again "but I need you to come first" Choso nodded weakly and jerked his hips feeling a fist closing around his cock "Come on Choso, come for me" Naoya ordered and started stroking him fast, matching the pace of his hips. Choso squirmed in his arms, gripping his hip as he tried to take it, to endure it. The stimulation way too intense for him "There there, just a bit more" Naoya panted heavily in his ear, thrusting deep and fast, already making him see stars. He could feel himself slipping over the edge just from that, experiencing yet another dry orgasm. But then Naoya's hand stopped the strokes, his thumb suddenly rubbing furiously at his glans as his cock kept massaging his prostate, teeth biting his shoulder. Choso tired to squirm away at the painful sensation, but soon the pleasure washed over him.

And with that Choso let out a choked scream, feeling his insides contracting hard and his body tingling as hot clear viscous liquid started squirting out of his cock. Pure bliss overtaking him and Naoya holding him close, gently rocking him through it, his cock still stimulating his prostate. There was still more water-like substance leaking from his tip.

"Good, you did so good for me" Naoya murmured pressing kisses into his neck, licking at the bite mark. Choso breathing heavily as his body just laid on Naoya's strong torso, throat raw from screaming. He finally opened his eyes and glanced down, swallowing with horror and shame at the mess he caused.

"Wh-What... D-did I...?" he tried weakly, horrified at the thought of urinating on the bed.

"Oh? Nobody made you squirt before? I'm so lucky" Naoya smirked licking a long stripe up Choso's neck before kissing his ear "You did great for your first time, you're a natural. You must be so tired now, poor thing" he whispered sweetly, pressing more loving kisses to the side of his head "Just a second longer" he added and Choso trembled. It still wasn't over... He fell flat on the bed when Naoya let go of him. Chest landing in a wet spot. Wet spot he caused... He couldn't worry about it when he felt Naoya's cock slipping out of him as he fell. His abused hole twitching to close.

"Fuck that's hot" Naoya sighed, arousal clear in his voice as he spread Choso's ass "fucked you so hard you're gaping" he hummed satisfied and without a warning forced his cock back inside. Choso just moaned weakly as Naoya pushed all the way in. Then back out and in again and Choso's knees slipped on the sheets, Naoya following back down, laying on top and jackhammering his cock into him. No longer caring for any technique or aiming anywhere in particular, just chasing his own pleasure and using Choso's body to gain it. Choso fully pinned to the mattress with not an inch of freedom was forced to lay there and take it. He could no longer tell if he was still feeling the effect of the last climax or if he was coming from having his prostate stimulated again, but the sheets beneath him felt more and more wet.

He didn't care and just took it, loving every second of the torture as Naoya finally pushed through his second hole again and grinded his hips. Hot come oozing out of his cock deep inside Choso.

His whole body kept twitching from the waves of pleasure while Naoya laid on top of him panting hard, his heart beating loudly against Choso's back.

Hot cock twitching as it kept spitting out seed. Choso's hole clenching around him.

Tired and satisfied like never before, he closed his eyes and let himself slip out of consciousness.

 

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Sound of running water woke him up a while later. He wanted nothing else but to keep sleeping.

He forced himself to get up instead, groaning at the strain in his body. Lifting up to his arms he stretched out just a bit, arching his spine and neck, trying to relax the muscles. As he tried to move more, he noticed a warm towel covering his ass and another bottle of water next to him.

What a gentleman...

Said gentleman was humming loudly in the shower. Lucky bastard. Choso yearned for a bath...

Despite the pain he sat up and used the towel to wipe whatever he could off himself. Trying not to think too much about what happened. Taking few more deep breaths he pushed off the bed and stood on wobbly legs. He was definitely not making it far... He wanted to just leave but as it was he would probably collapse on the corridor. Instead he got a pack of cigarettes out of his jacket and went back to bed, throwing the wet sheets to the ground before sitting down. Naoya better pay for the clean up... He got himself in a somewhat comfortable position to light up a smoke, eyes lingering on Naoya's body in the shower. Even after sobering up he couldn't deny it, fucker was really handsome.

And he sure knew it judging by him using the cabin right in Choso's line of sight.

Whatever, didn't matter, after all they did today Choso didn't even feel bad for watching. He should feel bad... Naoya was an asshole. But he still fucked him. Even though it was the same Naoya he almost killed in their past lives... Or rather because of it... Once he knew it was the same one... he only got more into it...

Water stopped and Naoya left the cabin. Steam rising from the hot water he used. Choso watched him with mild interest.

"Enjoying the view?"

"Hardly"

"Don't be like that~ and why are you stinking up the room already? It's probably why you can't get hard on time"

"Sure, nothing to do with your shit foreplay"

"Hahah I'm sure I compensated it tenfold" Naoya smirked, throwing himself on the bed, hair dripping wet and towel barely holding around his hips.

"Your confidence is annoying"

"You mean sexy" he grinned, twirling something on his finger. Choso had to blink twice. Yep. Sure. Those were the anal beads. Raising one eyebrow he looked back at Naoya's face "it rolled off the bed so I washed it for you. Wouldn't want you to put dust up that tight little ass of yours~" he said and threw the toy on the bed.

"Wow" he really didn't have anything else to say about it. This guy's weirdness was oppressive... But he didn't really care anymore and inhaled more smoke.

"I assumed you'd try to steal my wallet and make a ran for it, can't believe you're still here" Choso exhaled a cloud of smoke straight into his face.

"I'm not a thief" he said watching as Naoya's nose scrunched, hands waving around him dramatically.

"You'd really be a lot cuter without smoking. What kind of example you're giving to your brothers"

"As if you'd understand anything about that" he sighed and leaned back into the pillows. Sitting like that was not comfortable at all... Bath... he needed a hot bath to relax his poor muscles... Why was he still here...

"So, when did you got your memories back?"

"...about five years ago. You?" he sighed softly. Not even sure why he would talk with this person... Just because he also remembered the past...?

"Had weird dreams since I was a child. Got it all back somewhere in middle school" Naoya answered and took the cigarette out of Choso's fingers "Way too fucking late. The person I wanted to talk to already left Kyoto. Now I'm stuck looking for him in this damn hellhole" he mused putting his lips on the end and inhaling. His melancholic aura quickly breaking by a coughing fit "God, how can you even enjoy this?" he complained and put the cigarette down on the nightstand, leaving an ugly burn mark as he flicked it away. Spoiled brat.

"I don't" he answered, resting the back of his head on the headboard "...someone from the past? You've ever met anyone else?"

"Surprisingly many people" Naoya sighed closing his eyes and stretching out his arms with a yawn "When I got my memories back I put you really high on the list of people who's ass I wanted to kick. But when I saw you all wet and pathetic I knew there were more fun things to do with that ass" he smirked and Choso didn't feel like dignifying this with an answer "And the second I saw your reaction, I just knew you remembered my face" he added with a smirk "Must've been fate that we met again in the same spot"

"Ah is that so? I didn't even notice" Choso hummed trying to make sense of it. It could be the same spot. He wouldn't know... When they met the streets were in ruin. Now there was no sign of the rubble. Whole city buzzing with life. Even the train station... Not a scratch of the mess they caused...

"You're not very observant..." Naoya sighed putting a finger under Choso's chin and guiding his head to the side to look at him "didn't even notice when I lured you in a trap. You gotta be more careful little curse" he whispered leaning in closer. Choso turned his head away.

"I'm not horny enough to kiss you"

"I could put you in the mood again" Naoya mused, his lips landing on Choso's' neck instead. Kissing and nipping at the skin as one hand roamed around his body, massaging his inner thigh. And Choso didn't bother to stop him... Only putting one hand into his hair... "Say... are you really selling yourself or did you just say that once you saw my beautiful face again?" Naoya asked with a smile.

"Just how full of yourself can you be?" Choso sighed, pulling him off himself by the hair.

"Yakuza lifestyle isn't paying off?"

"...I left" he murmured looking away "honest life isn't paying off. But I don't want to... I can't go back to that. Choosing the easy way never pays off in the end. I want my brothers to live a good life... I can't repeat my mistakes..."

"Do they remember anything?"

"..."

"Figured" Naoya sighed deeply "You're the first person I met that remembers the past. I was starting to get worried I was going insane. Bet you did too" for the first time he felt they could maybe understand each other...

"I'm... glad they can't remember" Choso said quietly, closing his eyes in thought. Was he really glad...? Yes.. Just... "...it would be easier if I also couldn't..."

"Mm..." Naoya hummed in thought, his lips again busy sucking a hickey into Choso's breast.

"When they died... I was sure I'd never see them again... We're not even human, I feared we wouldn't get any sort of afterlife... But they are here. Safe, happy, human... They can go outside without fear of being ostracized... They can socialise, make friends, live normal lives... We never even dreamed of this sort of happiness"

"So what? You're so gloomy because of the money issues?" Naoya asked fully snuggling up to him, chin resting on his chest as he looked up at him.

"No..." he looked to the side in resignation. It sure was a nagging issue... Constantly struggling... Having to use his body to satisfy strangers just so he could keep a roof over his brothers' head... "I don't mind... It's... bothersome. And I got out of practice... But it's manageable" the real issue... why he couldn't see this as a second chance... He opened his mouth uselessly. How to even explain it? And on top of that, explain it to a selfish man like Naoya? "They don't remember... One hundred and fifty years of inside jokes and they don't remember anything" he chuckled bitterly "I wish I didn't either... Remembering all of that when they don't, it's like there still is a piece of glass between us. They seem so happy and carefree... And I'm happy they are..."

"...but you're lonely" Naoya finished helpfully.

Lonely...

He felt guilty even for feeling that... Why couldn't he be grateful for just watching his brothers growing up safely? Why did he still feel this way...?

"Mm I guess..." he sighed relaxing his hands. Not even sure when he tensed up. Good thing he cried so much during sex, now his eyes were too dry to let the tears flow "But it's fine. Now that I see you're here too it all makes sense. We're in hell. They got the second chance they deserved and I'm getting tortured with those memories..."

"God you're depressive" Naoya rolled his eyes and let go of him "Can't be hell if I'm here. I'm an angel"

"You're an asshole"

"And you're a dramatic weirdo. You look like an upstanding citizen. What do you even think you'd be punished for?"

"I killed people in Shibuya. Almost killed my brother. Caused my brothers to fight... caused their death... All I ever did was hurt people... Even after meeting Yuuji I just kept bothering him. Couldn't be of any use to him..."

"Pfft who cares, few people here or there. Death doesn't seem to be permanent anyway, I don't think killing a person or two matters anymore"

"I think it does"

"So dramatic" Naoya sighed theatrically "Ah. How did you even die anyway? And how dare you die after beating my ass!"

"We fought with Sukuna"

"Ow wow... Okay I'll allow it. If you died to some weakling I would get pissed. So, how was it? Everyone always made a big deal out of that guy. Did he live up to the hype?"

"...It was awful. He used Yuuji's friend as a vessel... Gojo died first. And then... we tried our best I guess... He used a fire attack and... I don't know" he sighed and leaned more on the headboard "I think I managed to protect Yuuji... But I don't know... if it even mattered... If he survived... I... I really hope he did... I hope he could live a long life... That's all I can do. I haven't seen him anywhere... I know he wasn't from Tokyo but he never told me where he was from... I know so little about him... It feels impossible to ever find him again. To ever be a full family together..." he wiped at his nose with his wrist. Maybe he didn't cry enough to dry out the tear ducts yet... "I'd rather not remember any of that" there was a hand in his hair, caressing his scalp, and he tried not to think about it.

"You know... When I told you that useless older brothers should kill themselves I didn't think you would take it as advice"

"God I can't believe I listened to you" he scoffed through the tears. Meeting Naoya was... eye opening that day... He never thought siblings could hate each other... He didn't understand and didn't want to understand. But it put some fear in his heart... Seeing how much happier Yuuji was whenever he was around other people. Beaming like a ray of sunshine whenever Choso wasn't by his side. He feared if he didn't prove himself useful in some way, Yuuji would always hate him. He was a kind child so he probably wouldn't but still... Naoya's words cursed him that day. Seeing how easily Yuuji accepted new people into his life, while still keeping a cold demeanor towards Choso. It worried him... He never thought before that bloodties wouldn't be enough for siblings to get along. In the end he couldn't understand the complexity of human emotions, and even now he struggled "I just... hope it wasn't useless... I hope he lived..."

"Ah... You're so selfless it's starting to annoy me" Naoya huffed, pulling him closer. Choso didn't resist as his head landed on a strong shoulder "You've let yourself be burned alive for a child you knew for little over a month? You're insane... There is no way this is hell if you're here"

"...It's not that bad. At some point the nerves burn away. But the smell of smoke is sickening"

"Bet you smelled like the most delicious steak"

"You're sick"

"I'm not the one smoking to punish myself with the memory of my death" Naoya sighed pinching his cheek lightly. Somehow seeing right through him... "I got stabbed to death, you don't see me going around looking for acupuncture treatment! Stop torturing yourself and it might stop feeling like hell"

"Easy for you to say"

"Knowing you if that brat was to die you would find a way to come back from the grave and protect him again" Choso huffed at that, almost smiling at how ridiculous that was. But maybe... just maybe he was putting too much pressure on himself... He felt like he deserved it. For everything he did wrong in the previous life. For doing everything wrong in this life again. But the guilt and pressure felt so heavy he couldn't even properly enjoy the life he got...

"...Do you really think so...? That it could be a second chance for us too...?" he asked quietly, afraid even asking such a thing showed too much selfishness... In his eyes he had no place even dreaming about it.

"Definitely. For me at least. I got a chance to enact revenge of the guy who wronged me" Naoya answered confidently, hand squeezing at Choso's waist "And for you... If it's some kind of atonement, feel free to atone some more by letting me fuck you again. I'll pay you good"

"Aha. Revenge" he repeated with a frown.

"Exactly. Revenge"

"Was kissing me and trying to lick my asshole also part of said revenge?" he asked bluntly and watched as Naoya's smug face covered with red blush.

"...what are you trying to imply?" Naoya asked with a pout and Choso without thinking licked at those cute pouting lips.

"That you're a dirty pig" he said without a bite behind the words. Naoya unphased pulled him closer and kissed him. Hands roaming on Choso's skin and gently massaging his sore muscles.

"So... what was it for you then?" Naoya asked as they separated.

"...I don't know" he lied with a sigh. He just got excited... It could've been anyone else from their past... Anyone remembering him from back then... He would get excited... It just so happened that it was Naoya and that Naoya just so happened to also have a giant cock.

And there was a weird comfort in the fact that it was Naoya... he could never look the other people in the eyes... How could he? After he got reincarnated as a human, he joined yakuza. He hurt people again... His soul was probably rotten to the core. If he met Mahito again, he would see that, tell him again how he belonged on the side of the curses even if his body was fully human... If he met Satoru Gojo or any of the other sorcerers... people who let him stay by their side despite his crimes... How would they react knowing that Choso didn't change one bit?

It was comforting that it was Naoya...

He wondered if Naoya found any sort of comfort in his presence too... probably not.

"...Will you stay the night?"

There was strange tenderness in Naoya's voice...

"My brothers are probably worrying sick..." They definitely were... Even if they couldn't remember the years they spent locked together in the cold shed... without any senses... having only their own presence and what seemed like an eternity before them... Even if they couldn't remember going through that hell together... They were still his precious brothers... They still cared for him and worried whenever he didn't come home on time... 'Eso' scolded him whenever he smelled smoke on his clothes. And 'Kechizu' shared with him his favourite snacks when he saw his mood getting worse... Even without remembering their past together they still loved him. More hot tears fell down his cheeks as he wondered if the wall between them was only in Choso's mind...

"Ah too bad, I hoped to use you as pillow" Naoya sighed with a smile dancing on his lips as he gently wiped his cheeks off tears before kissing him again. Holding him close... "You can't go back to them all covered in snot though, get yourself together"

"I think snot is the most normal of liquids covering me right now"

"Oh don't pout, you loved every second of it" Naoya smirked again. And Choso couldn't refute it... "And I did too" he added in a low whisper, before suddenly pinning Choso to the mattress "If you stayed the night we could do some more fun stuff" he purred and kissed at Choso's neck again. There had to have been hickeys all over it at this point...

"I would die"

"Don't be silly~ You're a lot tougher than that" Naoya chuckled lightly and turned Choso around to lay on his stomach. Choso didn't know when he even decided to trust this man enough to let him manhandle him so much... "But since you're leaving already... Gotta make sure that you won't leave a trail walking out" he murmured kissing and licking at his ear from behind. Choso gasped softly as he felt the smallest bead poking at his hole "Wow, I fucked you wide open and you're already so tight" Naoya sounded amazed as he pushed the beads inside, one by one... Choso huffed air through his nose. Each bead teasing his overworked entrance... Each bead rubbing up on his prostate as it passed further in. Feeling the last one approaching he tried relaxing his muscles to take it but still struggled at the girth. Naoya of course, yet again stopped pushing at the widest point "Can't believe it was ever loose enough to take me" he mused cheerfully.

"The wonders of human body. Now push it in or I'll start kicking" Choso huffed through gritted teeth and whimpered into the pillow as Naoya finally pushed it all the way in. Angle irritating his prostate... Fucking jerk. Surprisingly gentle sometimes but still a jerk.

"There, nice and plugged! Now my load can stay inside for longer"

"You're an asshole..." Choso sighed once Naoya let go of him, and adjusted his hips trying to get the pressure off his prostate. He was not getting teased into fucking Naoya again. Not today.

"I might be. Doesn't change that you love my cock" Naoya hummed satisfied and lightly slapped Choso's asscheek. Choso silently vowed revenge "So, was it 50 000?" Nevermind, he was an angel "Cheap for a service like this. You sure you don't deserve more?"

Choso got up from the bed to take the offered money "That's more than enough. I have a job"

"That so? What kind? I really hope it's striptease, I wanna watch you dance on a pole"

"Mhm" he counted the money and started to dress back up, ignoring Naoya's fantasies. Why would he even be excited about striptease when Choso was already naked? Naoya's eyes stayed glued to his ass when he struggled to put the pants on. But he also stared at Naoya's ass when he showered, so they were even. He put on his shirt and untangled his hair the best he could with his fingers "It's at a bar nearby. Called 'Tomb of the Star'. It has a weirdly familiar name... I hoped an old friend might show up there one day if she ever regained her memories. No luck so far" it was a far stretch but it was something. Something connecting him to his previous life... He thought that if he ever met Tsukumo again he would have to apologise for not listening to her... But maybe... he wouldn't have to... He was finally living as a human, wasn't he..? With all the faults and ugliness of humanity too... "Feel free to drop by. I finish early on Thursdays"

There was no need to wait for an answer. He grabbed his jacket and left the room.

Turning his phone back on in the elevator he quickly replied to his brothers' group chat. He warned them about going out with some friends tonight so they were only slightly worried that Choso disappeared for longer than he said he would. He didn't like worrying them at all but... seeing their texts scolding him filled him up with warmth.

Somehow just sharing what bothered him with someone else suddenly made him feel a lot lighter.

His worries didn't magically disappear but just for tonight they felt so much more manageable... He was sore and tired and needed a bath. But maybe tomorrow he could take his brothers out for a walk? There were still so many things he wanted to see with them...

As he left the hotel he wrapped the green scarf tightly around his neck. Soft fabric smelled so much like Naoya... He still wasn't a thief. But he was not showing up at home with his neck covered in hickeys.

Besides, Naoya knew where to find him if he wanted his scarf back.

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed this filth I came up with!

I'm planning one more chapter for this and maybe a tojixchoso prequel unless it gets no attention then I'll just crawl into a hole and turn into dust o(*￣▽￣*)o