ARASHI ANON KINK MEME!

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ARASHI ANON KINK MEME!

In other words, porn. Kinky porn.

Anon is on, IP logging is off.

1) Request a pairing / threesome / whatever and a kink
2) No pedophilia, please
3) If you see a request you can answer, do it!
4) Have fun! Pimp this out!
5) This is a ARASHI MEME, so at least one person HAS to be a member of ARASHI. Other Japanese actors/musicians/

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The contest 1/3

[anonymous]

Nights became monotonous before either of them noticed it. When there wasn’t anything new in every body over or beneath them. That’s why they started the game. Maybe it was Aiba who proposed it. Or maybe it was Nino who planted the idea on his brain to be able to tell him how sick he was every time they compared results.

Game was simple: the one who had the kinkiest client won. The prize was the other two would treat the winner to lunch every day for the next week. The game and the stories, sharing it all with his friends, made all of this worth it.

Jun was winning this week. He had had a client who paid for two hours of washing, trimming, exfoliating, and worshipping Jun’s feet. Nino was on the lookout for someone who might be prone to those things.

He spotted the guy at once. he probably was in his mid-twenties. He must make some money, since his suit wasn’t cheap. He wore glasses and most importantly he was pretty. Pretty guys wouldn’t be looking for a manwhore unless they had something they wanted to do they were embarrassed to ask to someone else. Worst case scenario he would be a virgin and popping a cherry would earn him some points. He winked to Aiba who was blabbering non-stop as usual. Aiba-chan smiled knowingly and then concentrated on getting a client or he would not have work tonight.

Nino walked casually towards the guy and gave him the look the one he had never practiced, but it came naturally to him anyways. The nervous tick on the other man’s hand told him he was trying to make a decision. So he leaned over a wall, lit a cigarette and waited.

“Hello” Said the man when he made his mind. The cigarette was half-way smoked by then.

“Hi, stranger.” Nino smiled looking at him.

“Are you… umh-working?” Nino wanted to laugh but nodded instead. “How much?”

“10,000 yen the fuck, 7,000 a standard BJ”

“How about… er… something else… maybe the whole night?” The man wasn’t meeting his eye and Nino felt tempted to lower his rate only to win over Jun’s feet worshiper.

“Is it dirty? Is it dangerous?” He asked instead. After all his experience had taught them to be cautious in what he agreed on.

“It can be dirty…” He whispered looking around to see if no-one else had listened.

“Just not on the face and with 50k up front you got yourself a deal.” He answered smiling and releasing smoke.

“Okay. Just. Don’t smoke.”

“As you wish.” Nino threw the cigarette butt on the floor and stepped on it to put it out. “Where do you want to go.” He said stretching his arms over his head.
“My car is parked just over…” They began walking but Nino stopped. “What?”

“Car?”

“We need to buy some supplies first…” He tried shyly. “I’ve got a room booked downtown.” Nino looked at him warily, sizing him. “Listen, pull out your cell phone and put on a silent alarm. Tell someone where you’ll be and if you don’t call lets say by midnight, they should call the police…”

“Okay, I’ll do that.”

Nino called Jun and left a message in his voicemail since he was being fucked out of his brains right now. He hoped for his friend to get the message before midnight and followed the stranger to the car. Not without securing the 50 000 yen into his own wallet first.

It was a very nice car. He climbed on to it and the man insisted on him wearing the seatbelt before starting it. “What’s your name?” The man asked as he got out of the parking lot.

“You can call me Nino.” He said looking out the window. “And you are?”

“Sho.”