[FIC] Consumer Electronics Show
Title: Consumer Electronics Show
Pairing: Akame.
Rating: NC-17.
Summary: A bright, young engineer, Kamenashi Kazuya, visits Sin City for an electronic convention. Trouble ensues.
Note: I suck at meaningful titles and clear, concise summaries, but the story is based on actual conventions held in Las Vegas. Please kindly keep in mind that I have attended CES before, but not AVN. You'll see what I mean... Un-beted and prone to typos, spelling and gramatical errors.
“Ahh… Ah…mm…ha…more, oh God, more,” she screamed hoarsely, exaggeratedly throwing her head back in ecstasy. The man pounded into her harder, groaning in gratification. The loud pounding of flesh hitting flesh became more frequent. Releasing a low grunt, the man pulled his softening cock out of her and purposely spilled his cum all over her back.
A young man sharply-dressed in formal business attire, designer suit from Lounge Lizard worn over his impeccably-ironed white dress-shirt, and a sleek black necktie with silver and white stripes neatly fastened under his collar. Pair of thick, over-sized black glasses rested low on the bridge of his nose, covering the top-half of his face. With a heavy-looking leather briefcase strapped securely on his shoulder, the young man known as Kamenashi Kazuya walked hastily through the crowds of people, trying to escape the mortifying sound surrounding him. His lowered gaze remained strictly on the concrete floor, afraid of what he might see should he dare to look back up.
Kazuya was a young engineer working for the prestigious Panasonic Corporation, and was currently visiting Las Vegas, the Entertainment Capital of the World. A scandalous place also referred to as Sin City. Las Vegas was the hosting city to one of the biggest electronic shows in the world, the International Consumer Electronic Show, and Kazuya was one of the fortunate employees sent by the Tokyo division to learn from the informative show, being one of the most highly-anticipated future engineers of the company. The taxi driver, who for the record was the most reckless and out-of-control driver he had ever met in his life, had dropped him off in front of the Sands Expo Convention Center, one of the two locations where the convention was being held. But with his very-limited English, walking from the congested valet to the actual entrance of the CES convention had been a feat. In spite of the friendly police officer pointing him in this general direction when he asked for the, “Convention!” Kazuya was starting to doubt he was walking in the right direction.
“Please… faster!” she begged shamelessly, “Ahh, ah, fuck me… ahhh, faster!”
Blushing a deep shade of crimson hearing the high-pitched moaning on the surround sound system, Kazuya unconsciously tightened his grip on the shoulder strap of his briefcase. His father being the general manager of Panasonic and him being expected to follow in his footsteps, Kazuya grew up exceptionally diligent in his schooling. For that very reason, Kazuya had never watched a single minute of pornography unlike the other boys his age during high school, and was not sexually-active despite his current age of twenty-two. He had never been subject to hear such inappropriate voices in his life, and was ashamed to be hearing it now.
Practically running head on into another man, Kazuya accidentally glanced up when trying to regain his balance. All of the blood in his body rushed up to his face. On the big, high-definition television was a blond-girl with a Barbie doll figure and not an article of clothes in sight on her body, struggling to keep standing with her hands against the mirrored dresser with her legs spread wide-apart. The naked muscular man behind her fondled her breasts while ramming his fairly-large cock into her with no mosaics in place. Her entrance dripping with both their pre-cum, and the large cock sliding in and out of her body could be seen in high-resolution in its entirety. His eyes widened fully in clear shock, and Kazuya staggered back from the screen one step at a time. He immediately spun around, nearly sprinting away from the tasteless exhibit.
Spotting the familiar signs universally used to indicate public restrooms, Kazuya dashed straight into one of the open stalls. At the very least, he could hide from the public indecency plaguing the outside premises. Struggling to steady his labored breathing, Kazuya leaned against the stall door for support. Scenes of the pretty, model-like girl being pounded into and all of her shameless moaning kept replaying in his mind. Kazuya frantically shook his head to rid himself of the bad, bad thoughts, but found that he could not.
And suddenly, Kazuya was aware of the twitching coming from his lower regions.
Groaning inwardly at his obvious erection, Kazuya reluctantly touched his arousal over the thin fabric of his dress slacks. He shuddered in pleasure at the burning sensation that coursed through his body. Slowly unhooking the clasps on his tightened slacks, Kazuya removed his erection from his boxer pants, shivering in delight as the cold air hit his throbbing length. Biting down on his lower lip, Kazuya shamefully touched his arousal, immediately jerking his hand away, only to reach for the hardened length once more. Muffled moan of pleasure escaped his lips while he experimentally tugged on his throbbing cock when the stall he had clumsily forgotten to lock was unexpectedly forced open.
Suddenly being shoved forward by the door, Kazuya yelped loudly in surprise. He could feel his face burning in humiliation at being caught with his pants down, hand firmly around his cock. The handsome man who had walked in, Akanishi Jin as the name sticker on his chest read, stared at him with eyes widened in shock at the plain sight. His full lips which were half-parted in surprise, however, slowly closed, replaced with an amused smirk. Without a word, Jin reached for Kazuya’s exposed length, expertly wrapping his large hand around his painful erection. Kazuya trembled at the sudden contact, squeezing his eyes shut at the unbearable pleasure he felt when Jin jerked at his length.
“Let me help,” the man whispered seductively in Japanese, pushing his slacks off and making them pool around his ankles. Kazuya furiously shook his head from side to side, but couldn’t hold back his moan the second Jin stroked him aggressively. Jin’s smug smile only grew wider as he deftly rubbed on the bottom of the swollen head with his thumb. Jin suddenly increased the speed of his strokes, only to slow down when Kazuya felt like coming. He continually repeated the agonizing pleasure, driving Kazuya insane. Uncontrolled tears started welling in the corner of his eyes, and Jin kindly removed his thick glasses and placed them in the front pocket of his suit.
“You’re pretty cute without your glasses, Kazuya-kun,” Jin complimented teasingly, removing the identification badge Kazuya wore around his neck. Briefly wondering if the brand, ‘Nero,’ printed boldly on the neck strap was the name of an amateur production, Jin placed the badge in Kazuya’s pocket along with his glasses.
Gradually increasing the flicking of his hand, Jin roughly massaged the hanging sacks with his open hand. Kazuya groaned out loud, the older man’s skilled hands sending bouts of intolerable amount of pleasure throughout his trembling body. He writhed helplessly in ecstasy, arching his back as he released his hot seeds on Jin’s hand. With labored breathing, Kazuya peered into the older man’s eyes with mixed emotions.
What did Jin want from him?
“Not enough?” Jin whispered almost tauntingly, leaning down to capture the younger man’s lips, which vaguely tasted like strawberries. Kazuya instinctively closed his eyes, frightful, when Jin’s face suddenly neared his. His mouth remained hanging half-open, startled, which Jin immediately took advantage of. Forcefully darting his tongue into Kazuya’s mouth, Jin skillfully stroked the other’s tongue, successfully making the younger man moan in the back of his throat. Between the precision of Jin’s kisses, attacking at pinpoint the areas in his mouth that made him feel good, and the increased sensitivity from having come once, Kazuya had completely forgotten to retaliate, savoring the deep kisses he exchanged with the older man.
Jin smirked triumphantly, his hands roaming inside Kazuya’s suit, slipping it off of the younger man. Without breaking the kiss, he continued to unfasten the younger man’s dress shirt one button at a time, slipping the clothing off of his shoulder and letting it fall onto the tiled floor. Jin trailed his hand gently over his naked body, making Kazuya release a small moan in between kisses, feeling Jin’s cold hand against his feverish skin.
Saliva dripped down the corner of Kazuya mouth as Jin broke the long, long kiss, slowly trailing his lips down his chin to the expanse of his neck. Kazuya couldn’t help but squirm at the sensation of Jin running his moist lips down his sensitive neck, and playfully flickering his tongue over his collarbones. Jin looked Kazuya in the eyes, almost challengingly, before concentrating on rubbing the small, light nub on his chest between his fingers.
“Ahh…” Kazuya moaned out loud, squeezing his eyes so tightly together that his eyes hurt, to bear the sweet torture on his sensitive body. Jin performed the same treatment to its neglected twin with his other hand, while licking teasingly around the other nub. He sucked on the hardened nipple softly, forcing Kazuya to release a guttural moan, which made Kazuya flush at the embarrassing sounds he was producing. It was almost like he was the girl in the erotic movie he had witnessed earlier.
Having abused the reddened nipples to his satisfaction, Jin trailed butterfly kisses down from his chest down to his pelvis. Jin purposely stopped kissing further down, right above Kazuya’s cock, making Kazuya groan in frustration. Jin grinned accomplishedly, “You’re aroused again,” he bravely pointed out. Kazuya narrowed his eyes dangerously, glaring angrily at the older man responsible for his current state.
“You are too…” Kazuya muttered pointedly, pressing his small lips together into a cute, little pout. Jin chuckled lightly at the childish gesture before unbuttoning his own tightly-fitted jeans, letting it fall past his waist along with his black boxer briefs, his throbbing erection standing proudly in between his legs. Kazuya flushed visibly, unconsciously gulping at how well-endowed Jin was. Without waiting, Jin tore the small package he had in his pocket open with his mouth and discarded the wrapping carelessly onto the floor. Deftly placing the clear rubber over the tip of his erection and rolling it over his hardened shaft, Jin took out another package, thankful for all the free samples they were giving out at the convention. He spread the thick lubrication from the packet on his condom-covered cock with his right-hand, which was still covered in Kazuya’s cum.
“Raise your leg,” Jin instructed in a husky voice.
“Raise my what?” Kazuya yelled, alarmed, but Jin paid no heed to the frightened look that crossed the younger man’s face and pushed Kazuya back against the wall. Sliding his strong arm under his left leg, Jin successfully hoisted Kazuya’s leg up. Kazuya’s eyes widened in realization of what the other was planning to do with him, and immediately squeezed his eyes shut in anticipation of the excruciating pain he was sure would come. But the pain didn’t come. In its place, Kazuya thought he felt probing at his back entrance. He reluctantly opened his eyes to see Jin sneaking his free hand, still covered in lubricant and Kazuya’s cum, in between his legs. Blushing madly in humiliation, Kazuya glared up at his offender to find a serious expression on his face while he fingered him. Kazuya noticed for the first time just how handsome Akanishi Jin really was. Hair randomly flipped out to frame his attractive face, large almond-shaped eyes, a small beauty spot next to his left eye, full and shapely lips. His black dress-shirt was opened exaggeratedly in a V-line, exposing his naked chest, and when Jin licked his lips, the older man looked particularly sexy and made Kazuya’s heart pound at the erotic sight.
Jin tried increasing his fingers from two to three, quite frankly relieved that Kazuya’s narrow entrance adapted so quickly to the intrusion. As much as Jin hated to admit it, he was starting to lose his patience every time Kazuya looked up at him with tears filling in his eyes. In Japan, Jin worked full-time as an adult actor, and a fairly-popular one at that. For that reason, Jin had sexual experience in many genres including sex with men, since guy and guy sex tapes were fairly popular in Japanese culture. Of course, Jin had no interest in men, regardless of how great the sex was. The only reason he ever took part in gay sex videos in the first place was because you got paid more to fuck a guy than a girl. Jin never thought in his life that he would initiate sex with a guy on his own accords, or that he would be so eager. He had never been so hasty during sex, and Jin could have sworn he had more patience than this. Looking down at the beautiful young man, who was breathing difficultly against his body, Jin wondered why he had never met Kazuya before. With his erotic body, his high-pitched and throaty moans, his seemingly-hesitant gestures, how tight he felt around his fingers, Kazuya was sure to be a popular receiving actor. If Jin was keen on fucking him, there was no doubt in his mind that other men would be all over him.
Through his vast experience, Jin found Kazuya’s sweet spot right away and massaged the spot in calculated movements, making the tears brimmed in Kazuya’s eyes gently fall down his cheek. Kazuya glanced up at Jin, frightened by the sparks of electricity that coursed through his highly-sensitive body. A sensation so strong he couldn’t control himself, and high-pitched moans left his lips before he could stop it. It scared him. It was almost as if his body wasn’t his anymore, and was completely under Jin’s control.
Hastily pulling his fingers out, Jin smirked smugly hearing a soft moan escape Kazuya’s lips at the loss of being filled. Kazuya jerked his hip forward slightly, an aching deep within his body awakened by Jin’s prying fingers. He looked up at the older man almost expectantly. Scandalous scenes from the adult video replaying in his head, the girl being filled by the man and moaning throatily for more.
“Tell me what you want…” Jin whispered seductively in his ear, sending a delicious shiver down his spine. Kazuya swallowed hard, almost painfully, due to the huge lump in his throat. He bit on his lip unsurely. His flushed cheeks were burning in humiliation, but his body was shamefully begging for more.
“Please… fill me,” Kazuya whispered softly. His embarrassed gaze lowered to Jin’s broad chest, unable to look him in the eyes any further. He had asked another man to fill him.
“Well done,” Jin praised, grinning widely in satisfaction while positioning his cock against the younger man’s entrance. He promptly thrust in, and Kazuya threw his head back in pain of being filled by something so big. Jin’s fingers were nothing compared to the size of his hardened cock. Jin lifted Kazuya’s leg more higher, plunging deeper into his tightness. Unbearable heat collected in Kazuya’s face, feeling Jin’s cock pulsating inside his body. Releasing a low grunt, Jin somehow managed to bury himself fully inside the smaller man. Jin stilled his movements to slowly breathe out before pulling out halfway, only to push back in harder. He continued to repeat the angled thrusts, and soon, Kazuya was shaking his hip in synch with his movements, wanting Jin deeper and deeper inside of him, but to shy to ask for the deeper penetration.
Jin continued to ram his painful hard-on in and out of the younger man. The inside of Kazuya felt extremely hot and was so tight around his cock that he was unable to hold on any longer.
“Ahhh… I’m, I’m coming…” Kazuya moaned breathily, shutting his eyes closed while releasing sticky cum on his stomach. Jin came almost simultaneously, releasing his semen at the sensation of Kazuya’s convulsing insides. Reluctantly pulling his spent member out of the younger man, Jin took the dirtied condom off of his cock and disposed it in the trash bin in the corner of the bathroom stall. Struggling to steady his intense breathing, Jin sluggishly started to fix his disheveled shirt and fastened the zipper on his jeans. Kazuya followed his lead and cleaned the cum off of his stomach with toilet paper, straightening his crinkled suit. Right when Jin was about to leave the stall, he felt a small, hesitant tug on his sleeve. He turned around in surprise to see Kazuya grasping onto him tightly.
“You have your way with me, and that’s it?” Kazuya spoke softly, “You’re through with me?”
“Don’t be ridiculous… We’re both professionals. We needed release, so we lent a hand. That’s all…” Jin sneered at the younger man, who watched him sadly with hurt passing through his features. Kazuya glared at him with teary eyes, almost accusingly, but bit down on his lower lip to hold in his words in. What was there to say?
Jin, figuring that Kazuya understood, exited the stall.
“Na, do you know… how to get to the Consumer Electronics Show?” Kazuya mumbled quietly. He struggled to even his voice and hold himself back from starting to cry, feeling disgusting and used. His lower body ached dully, and his heart felt cold and empty inside.
“Yeah, it’s right out the main entrance to the back. But why would you want to…” Jin started to ask, incredulous, but the younger man dashed out of the bathroom without saying another word. Jin shrugged unperturbed, and was about to leave the restroom when he suddenly froze on the spot. Pieces of the puzzle finally coming together in his mind. The business suit, dorky glasses, official-looking badge, his accusing glare, the Consumer Electronics Show. Kazuya wasn’t a participant of the AVN Adult Entertainment Expo. He didn’t have anything to do with the adult entertainment industry, and he just, with him. “Oh god, what did I just do?” Jin groaned regretfully, rubbing roughly at his pounding temples.
Kazuya sighed inwardly. He was surrounded by all the leading technology in the whole wide world and should be ecstatic, running from exhibit to exhibit, eager to learn something new. But Kazuya couldn’t concentrate on anything. He wanted very badly to enjoy himself, but the more he tried to forget everything that had happened, the more miserable he became. All he could think of was Jin and how he had been the only one to actually feel something when they became one with each other. To Jin, he was just another fuck. Suddenly, the newest version of Viera being clearer in resolution than ever and having the amazing hook-up feature to the smart surround system, or having the cute Ayase Haruka-chan advertising wasn’t enough to make him happy.
Seeing as forcing himself to stay for the past two hours ended in vain, Kazuya decided that it would be best for him to just go home for the day. He still had several more days to study the exhibits as he pleased and refused to tire himself out. Especially feeling as horrible as he did with his lower body aching dully from accepting Jin inside.
The moment he exited the Sands Expo Convention Center, Kazuya froze on the spot. Waiting amidst the crowd was the familiar figure of Akanishi Jin. The last person Kazuya wanted to see. He immediately tried to run away but with his hurting lower-half, Jin was much faster and easily caught him by the wrist.
“Didn’t you do enough or weren’t you satisfied?” Kazuya shouted sarcastically, filled with rage, confusion, and hurt. Suddenly aware of the curious gazes coming from the massive crowd passing through the entrance to the convention center, Kazuya didn’t bother to wait for an answer. Determinedly yanking his captive wrist out of the older man’s grasp, Kazuya hastily walked away from Jin with no intention of ever looking back.
“No, I’m not satisfied!” Jin shouted back loudly, forcing Kazuya stop dead in his tracks. Kazuya arched his perfectly-shaped brow as if to say ‘Excuse me!?’ eyes glaring hard in annoyance. Jin had his way with him, fucked him for the sake of fucking, laughed at his feelings, and he wasn’t satisfied? What in the hell did he want from him? Kazuya ranted, outraged by Jin’s audacity.
“I’m not satisfied because I feel empty now… I used to be pleased with any type of sex, but now, with you… It’s suddenly not enough,” Jin explained uneasily. He had spent the couple of hours moping around, waiting for Kazuya, before he came to terms with his own feelings, and had even thought out a long, elaborate speech although he had forgotten every single word of it the moment he saw Kazuya again. He seemed so broken and tired that Jin’s heart ached painfully within his chest, knowing he was the cause for the miserable look on the younger man’s face.
Slowly the tears of happiness brimming in Kazuya’s eyes spill down his cheek hearing Jin’s romantic words, this being the first time in his life he was confessed to, and he raised both of his hands to wipe them away. Jin couldn’t help but smile, really smile, upon seeing Kazuya crying while using the back of his hands to clear his tears like a little girl weeping to herself. Jin closed the gap between them, drawing Kazuya into his arms. “I’m sorry, for what I said earlier. I… actually, uh, followed you to the bathroom because, you caught my eyes… I didn’t think you’d be, uh, yeah… But after we, I, tried to push you away because, I was scared, of changing… But it’s already too late… because, my heart already changed… when I made love to you,” Jin confessed, rambling almost incoherently.
Kazuya smiled so widely his cheeks hurt regardless of the tears that continued to fall, creating wet spots on Jin’s shirt. Tilting his chin up, Jin gently captured his lips in his own, kissing him chastely again and again. Kazuya invitingly parted his lips to let Jin slide his tongue into his mouth, entangling his tongue against his and trying to mimic the way Jin stroked his tongue in his mouth earlier. And they continued to kiss heatedly, too caught up in the fierce kiss to notice the crowd clapping around them.
Although no one understood a word of their conversation which was held strictly in Japanese, onlookers idly waiting for the bus or just passing by were happy for the couple, who were currently in the middle of exchanging a heated make-up kiss after their obvious lover’s spat.
In their hearts blossomed a small glint of hope, that maybe Sin City wasn’t all play after all.
Pairing: Akame.
Rating: NC-17.
Summary: A bright, young engineer, Kamenashi Kazuya, visits Sin City for an electronic convention. Trouble ensues.
Note: I suck at meaningful titles and clear, concise summaries, but the story is based on actual conventions held in Las Vegas. Please kindly keep in mind that I have attended CES before, but not AVN. You'll see what I mean... Un-beted and prone to typos, spelling and gramatical errors.
“Ahh… Ah…mm…ha…more, oh God, more,” she screamed hoarsely, exaggeratedly throwing her head back in ecstasy. The man pounded into her harder, groaning in gratification. The loud pounding of flesh hitting flesh became more frequent. Releasing a low grunt, the man pulled his softening cock out of her and purposely spilled his cum all over her back.
A young man sharply-dressed in formal business attire, designer suit from Lounge Lizard worn over his impeccably-ironed white dress-shirt, and a sleek black necktie with silver and white stripes neatly fastened under his collar. Pair of thick, over-sized black glasses rested low on the bridge of his nose, covering the top-half of his face. With a heavy-looking leather briefcase strapped securely on his shoulder, the young man known as Kamenashi Kazuya walked hastily through the crowds of people, trying to escape the mortifying sound surrounding him. His lowered gaze remained strictly on the concrete floor, afraid of what he might see should he dare to look back up.
Kazuya was a young engineer working for the prestigious Panasonic Corporation, and was currently visiting Las Vegas, the Entertainment Capital of the World. A scandalous place also referred to as Sin City. Las Vegas was the hosting city to one of the biggest electronic shows in the world, the International Consumer Electronic Show, and Kazuya was one of the fortunate employees sent by the Tokyo division to learn from the informative show, being one of the most highly-anticipated future engineers of the company. The taxi driver, who for the record was the most reckless and out-of-control driver he had ever met in his life, had dropped him off in front of the Sands Expo Convention Center, one of the two locations where the convention was being held. But with his very-limited English, walking from the congested valet to the actual entrance of the CES convention had been a feat. In spite of the friendly police officer pointing him in this general direction when he asked for the, “Convention!” Kazuya was starting to doubt he was walking in the right direction.
“Please… faster!” she begged shamelessly, “Ahh, ah, fuck me… ahhh, faster!”
Blushing a deep shade of crimson hearing the high-pitched moaning on the surround sound system, Kazuya unconsciously tightened his grip on the shoulder strap of his briefcase. His father being the general manager of Panasonic and him being expected to follow in his footsteps, Kazuya grew up exceptionally diligent in his schooling. For that very reason, Kazuya had never watched a single minute of pornography unlike the other boys his age during high school, and was not sexually-active despite his current age of twenty-two. He had never been subject to hear such inappropriate voices in his life, and was ashamed to be hearing it now.
Practically running head on into another man, Kazuya accidentally glanced up when trying to regain his balance. All of the blood in his body rushed up to his face. On the big, high-definition television was a blond-girl with a Barbie doll figure and not an article of clothes in sight on her body, struggling to keep standing with her hands against the mirrored dresser with her legs spread wide-apart. The naked muscular man behind her fondled her breasts while ramming his fairly-large cock into her with no mosaics in place. Her entrance dripping with both their pre-cum, and the large cock sliding in and out of her body could be seen in high-resolution in its entirety. His eyes widened fully in clear shock, and Kazuya staggered back from the screen one step at a time. He immediately spun around, nearly sprinting away from the tasteless exhibit.
Spotting the familiar signs universally used to indicate public restrooms, Kazuya dashed straight into one of the open stalls. At the very least, he could hide from the public indecency plaguing the outside premises. Struggling to steady his labored breathing, Kazuya leaned against the stall door for support. Scenes of the pretty, model-like girl being pounded into and all of her shameless moaning kept replaying in his mind. Kazuya frantically shook his head to rid himself of the bad, bad thoughts, but found that he could not.
And suddenly, Kazuya was aware of the twitching coming from his lower regions.
Groaning inwardly at his obvious erection, Kazuya reluctantly touched his arousal over the thin fabric of his dress slacks. He shuddered in pleasure at the burning sensation that coursed through his body. Slowly unhooking the clasps on his tightened slacks, Kazuya removed his erection from his boxer pants, shivering in delight as the cold air hit his throbbing length. Biting down on his lower lip, Kazuya shamefully touched his arousal, immediately jerking his hand away, only to reach for the hardened length once more. Muffled moan of pleasure escaped his lips while he experimentally tugged on his throbbing cock when the stall he had clumsily forgotten to lock was unexpectedly forced open.
Suddenly being shoved forward by the door, Kazuya yelped loudly in surprise. He could feel his face burning in humiliation at being caught with his pants down, hand firmly around his cock. The handsome man who had walked in, Akanishi Jin as the name sticker on his chest read, stared at him with eyes widened in shock at the plain sight. His full lips which were half-parted in surprise, however, slowly closed, replaced with an amused smirk. Without a word, Jin reached for Kazuya’s exposed length, expertly wrapping his large hand around his painful erection. Kazuya trembled at the sudden contact, squeezing his eyes shut at the unbearable pleasure he felt when Jin jerked at his length.
“Let me help,” the man whispered seductively in Japanese, pushing his slacks off and making them pool around his ankles. Kazuya furiously shook his head from side to side, but couldn’t hold back his moan the second Jin stroked him aggressively. Jin’s smug smile only grew wider as he deftly rubbed on the bottom of the swollen head with his thumb. Jin suddenly increased the speed of his strokes, only to slow down when Kazuya felt like coming. He continually repeated the agonizing pleasure, driving Kazuya insane. Uncontrolled tears started welling in the corner of his eyes, and Jin kindly removed his thick glasses and placed them in the front pocket of his suit.
“You’re pretty cute without your glasses, Kazuya-kun,” Jin complimented teasingly, removing the identification badge Kazuya wore around his neck. Briefly wondering if the brand, ‘Nero,’ printed boldly on the neck strap was the name of an amateur production, Jin placed the badge in Kazuya’s pocket along with his glasses.
Gradually increasing the flicking of his hand, Jin roughly massaged the hanging sacks with his open hand. Kazuya groaned out loud, the older man’s skilled hands sending bouts of intolerable amount of pleasure throughout his trembling body. He writhed helplessly in ecstasy, arching his back as he released his hot seeds on Jin’s hand. With labored breathing, Kazuya peered into the older man’s eyes with mixed emotions.
What did Jin want from him?
“Not enough?” Jin whispered almost tauntingly, leaning down to capture the younger man’s lips, which vaguely tasted like strawberries. Kazuya instinctively closed his eyes, frightful, when Jin’s face suddenly neared his. His mouth remained hanging half-open, startled, which Jin immediately took advantage of. Forcefully darting his tongue into Kazuya’s mouth, Jin skillfully stroked the other’s tongue, successfully making the younger man moan in the back of his throat. Between the precision of Jin’s kisses, attacking at pinpoint the areas in his mouth that made him feel good, and the increased sensitivity from having come once, Kazuya had completely forgotten to retaliate, savoring the deep kisses he exchanged with the older man.
Jin smirked triumphantly, his hands roaming inside Kazuya’s suit, slipping it off of the younger man. Without breaking the kiss, he continued to unfasten the younger man’s dress shirt one button at a time, slipping the clothing off of his shoulder and letting it fall onto the tiled floor. Jin trailed his hand gently over his naked body, making Kazuya release a small moan in between kisses, feeling Jin’s cold hand against his feverish skin.
Saliva dripped down the corner of Kazuya mouth as Jin broke the long, long kiss, slowly trailing his lips down his chin to the expanse of his neck. Kazuya couldn’t help but squirm at the sensation of Jin running his moist lips down his sensitive neck, and playfully flickering his tongue over his collarbones. Jin looked Kazuya in the eyes, almost challengingly, before concentrating on rubbing the small, light nub on his chest between his fingers.
“Ahh…” Kazuya moaned out loud, squeezing his eyes so tightly together that his eyes hurt, to bear the sweet torture on his sensitive body. Jin performed the same treatment to its neglected twin with his other hand, while licking teasingly around the other nub. He sucked on the hardened nipple softly, forcing Kazuya to release a guttural moan, which made Kazuya flush at the embarrassing sounds he was producing. It was almost like he was the girl in the erotic movie he had witnessed earlier.
Having abused the reddened nipples to his satisfaction, Jin trailed butterfly kisses down from his chest down to his pelvis. Jin purposely stopped kissing further down, right above Kazuya’s cock, making Kazuya groan in frustration. Jin grinned accomplishedly, “You’re aroused again,” he bravely pointed out. Kazuya narrowed his eyes dangerously, glaring angrily at the older man responsible for his current state.
“You are too…” Kazuya muttered pointedly, pressing his small lips together into a cute, little pout. Jin chuckled lightly at the childish gesture before unbuttoning his own tightly-fitted jeans, letting it fall past his waist along with his black boxer briefs, his throbbing erection standing proudly in between his legs. Kazuya flushed visibly, unconsciously gulping at how well-endowed Jin was. Without waiting, Jin tore the small package he had in his pocket open with his mouth and discarded the wrapping carelessly onto the floor. Deftly placing the clear rubber over the tip of his erection and rolling it over his hardened shaft, Jin took out another package, thankful for all the free samples they were giving out at the convention. He spread the thick lubrication from the packet on his condom-covered cock with his right-hand, which was still covered in Kazuya’s cum.
“Raise your leg,” Jin instructed in a husky voice.
“Raise my what?” Kazuya yelled, alarmed, but Jin paid no heed to the frightened look that crossed the younger man’s face and pushed Kazuya back against the wall. Sliding his strong arm under his left leg, Jin successfully hoisted Kazuya’s leg up. Kazuya’s eyes widened in realization of what the other was planning to do with him, and immediately squeezed his eyes shut in anticipation of the excruciating pain he was sure would come. But the pain didn’t come. In its place, Kazuya thought he felt probing at his back entrance. He reluctantly opened his eyes to see Jin sneaking his free hand, still covered in lubricant and Kazuya’s cum, in between his legs. Blushing madly in humiliation, Kazuya glared up at his offender to find a serious expression on his face while he fingered him. Kazuya noticed for the first time just how handsome Akanishi Jin really was. Hair randomly flipped out to frame his attractive face, large almond-shaped eyes, a small beauty spot next to his left eye, full and shapely lips. His black dress-shirt was opened exaggeratedly in a V-line, exposing his naked chest, and when Jin licked his lips, the older man looked particularly sexy and made Kazuya’s heart pound at the erotic sight.
Jin tried increasing his fingers from two to three, quite frankly relieved that Kazuya’s narrow entrance adapted so quickly to the intrusion. As much as Jin hated to admit it, he was starting to lose his patience every time Kazuya looked up at him with tears filling in his eyes. In Japan, Jin worked full-time as an adult actor, and a fairly-popular one at that. For that reason, Jin had sexual experience in many genres including sex with men, since guy and guy sex tapes were fairly popular in Japanese culture. Of course, Jin had no interest in men, regardless of how great the sex was. The only reason he ever took part in gay sex videos in the first place was because you got paid more to fuck a guy than a girl. Jin never thought in his life that he would initiate sex with a guy on his own accords, or that he would be so eager. He had never been so hasty during sex, and Jin could have sworn he had more patience than this. Looking down at the beautiful young man, who was breathing difficultly against his body, Jin wondered why he had never met Kazuya before. With his erotic body, his high-pitched and throaty moans, his seemingly-hesitant gestures, how tight he felt around his fingers, Kazuya was sure to be a popular receiving actor. If Jin was keen on fucking him, there was no doubt in his mind that other men would be all over him.
Through his vast experience, Jin found Kazuya’s sweet spot right away and massaged the spot in calculated movements, making the tears brimmed in Kazuya’s eyes gently fall down his cheek. Kazuya glanced up at Jin, frightened by the sparks of electricity that coursed through his highly-sensitive body. A sensation so strong he couldn’t control himself, and high-pitched moans left his lips before he could stop it. It scared him. It was almost as if his body wasn’t his anymore, and was completely under Jin’s control.
Hastily pulling his fingers out, Jin smirked smugly hearing a soft moan escape Kazuya’s lips at the loss of being filled. Kazuya jerked his hip forward slightly, an aching deep within his body awakened by Jin’s prying fingers. He looked up at the older man almost expectantly. Scandalous scenes from the adult video replaying in his head, the girl being filled by the man and moaning throatily for more.
“Tell me what you want…” Jin whispered seductively in his ear, sending a delicious shiver down his spine. Kazuya swallowed hard, almost painfully, due to the huge lump in his throat. He bit on his lip unsurely. His flushed cheeks were burning in humiliation, but his body was shamefully begging for more.
“Please… fill me,” Kazuya whispered softly. His embarrassed gaze lowered to Jin’s broad chest, unable to look him in the eyes any further. He had asked another man to fill him.
“Well done,” Jin praised, grinning widely in satisfaction while positioning his cock against the younger man’s entrance. He promptly thrust in, and Kazuya threw his head back in pain of being filled by something so big. Jin’s fingers were nothing compared to the size of his hardened cock. Jin lifted Kazuya’s leg more higher, plunging deeper into his tightness. Unbearable heat collected in Kazuya’s face, feeling Jin’s cock pulsating inside his body. Releasing a low grunt, Jin somehow managed to bury himself fully inside the smaller man. Jin stilled his movements to slowly breathe out before pulling out halfway, only to push back in harder. He continued to repeat the angled thrusts, and soon, Kazuya was shaking his hip in synch with his movements, wanting Jin deeper and deeper inside of him, but to shy to ask for the deeper penetration.
Jin continued to ram his painful hard-on in and out of the younger man. The inside of Kazuya felt extremely hot and was so tight around his cock that he was unable to hold on any longer.
“Ahhh… I’m, I’m coming…” Kazuya moaned breathily, shutting his eyes closed while releasing sticky cum on his stomach. Jin came almost simultaneously, releasing his semen at the sensation of Kazuya’s convulsing insides. Reluctantly pulling his spent member out of the younger man, Jin took the dirtied condom off of his cock and disposed it in the trash bin in the corner of the bathroom stall. Struggling to steady his intense breathing, Jin sluggishly started to fix his disheveled shirt and fastened the zipper on his jeans. Kazuya followed his lead and cleaned the cum off of his stomach with toilet paper, straightening his crinkled suit. Right when Jin was about to leave the stall, he felt a small, hesitant tug on his sleeve. He turned around in surprise to see Kazuya grasping onto him tightly.
“You have your way with me, and that’s it?” Kazuya spoke softly, “You’re through with me?”
“Don’t be ridiculous… We’re both professionals. We needed release, so we lent a hand. That’s all…” Jin sneered at the younger man, who watched him sadly with hurt passing through his features. Kazuya glared at him with teary eyes, almost accusingly, but bit down on his lower lip to hold in his words in. What was there to say?
Jin, figuring that Kazuya understood, exited the stall.
“Na, do you know… how to get to the Consumer Electronics Show?” Kazuya mumbled quietly. He struggled to even his voice and hold himself back from starting to cry, feeling disgusting and used. His lower body ached dully, and his heart felt cold and empty inside.
“Yeah, it’s right out the main entrance to the back. But why would you want to…” Jin started to ask, incredulous, but the younger man dashed out of the bathroom without saying another word. Jin shrugged unperturbed, and was about to leave the restroom when he suddenly froze on the spot. Pieces of the puzzle finally coming together in his mind. The business suit, dorky glasses, official-looking badge, his accusing glare, the Consumer Electronics Show. Kazuya wasn’t a participant of the AVN Adult Entertainment Expo. He didn’t have anything to do with the adult entertainment industry, and he just, with him. “Oh god, what did I just do?” Jin groaned regretfully, rubbing roughly at his pounding temples.
Kazuya sighed inwardly. He was surrounded by all the leading technology in the whole wide world and should be ecstatic, running from exhibit to exhibit, eager to learn something new. But Kazuya couldn’t concentrate on anything. He wanted very badly to enjoy himself, but the more he tried to forget everything that had happened, the more miserable he became. All he could think of was Jin and how he had been the only one to actually feel something when they became one with each other. To Jin, he was just another fuck. Suddenly, the newest version of Viera being clearer in resolution than ever and having the amazing hook-up feature to the smart surround system, or having the cute Ayase Haruka-chan advertising wasn’t enough to make him happy.
Seeing as forcing himself to stay for the past two hours ended in vain, Kazuya decided that it would be best for him to just go home for the day. He still had several more days to study the exhibits as he pleased and refused to tire himself out. Especially feeling as horrible as he did with his lower body aching dully from accepting Jin inside.
The moment he exited the Sands Expo Convention Center, Kazuya froze on the spot. Waiting amidst the crowd was the familiar figure of Akanishi Jin. The last person Kazuya wanted to see. He immediately tried to run away but with his hurting lower-half, Jin was much faster and easily caught him by the wrist.
“Didn’t you do enough or weren’t you satisfied?” Kazuya shouted sarcastically, filled with rage, confusion, and hurt. Suddenly aware of the curious gazes coming from the massive crowd passing through the entrance to the convention center, Kazuya didn’t bother to wait for an answer. Determinedly yanking his captive wrist out of the older man’s grasp, Kazuya hastily walked away from Jin with no intention of ever looking back.
“No, I’m not satisfied!” Jin shouted back loudly, forcing Kazuya stop dead in his tracks. Kazuya arched his perfectly-shaped brow as if to say ‘Excuse me!?’ eyes glaring hard in annoyance. Jin had his way with him, fucked him for the sake of fucking, laughed at his feelings, and he wasn’t satisfied? What in the hell did he want from him? Kazuya ranted, outraged by Jin’s audacity.
“I’m not satisfied because I feel empty now… I used to be pleased with any type of sex, but now, with you… It’s suddenly not enough,” Jin explained uneasily. He had spent the couple of hours moping around, waiting for Kazuya, before he came to terms with his own feelings, and had even thought out a long, elaborate speech although he had forgotten every single word of it the moment he saw Kazuya again. He seemed so broken and tired that Jin’s heart ached painfully within his chest, knowing he was the cause for the miserable look on the younger man’s face.
Slowly the tears of happiness brimming in Kazuya’s eyes spill down his cheek hearing Jin’s romantic words, this being the first time in his life he was confessed to, and he raised both of his hands to wipe them away. Jin couldn’t help but smile, really smile, upon seeing Kazuya crying while using the back of his hands to clear his tears like a little girl weeping to herself. Jin closed the gap between them, drawing Kazuya into his arms. “I’m sorry, for what I said earlier. I… actually, uh, followed you to the bathroom because, you caught my eyes… I didn’t think you’d be, uh, yeah… But after we, I, tried to push you away because, I was scared, of changing… But it’s already too late… because, my heart already changed… when I made love to you,” Jin confessed, rambling almost incoherently.
Kazuya smiled so widely his cheeks hurt regardless of the tears that continued to fall, creating wet spots on Jin’s shirt. Tilting his chin up, Jin gently captured his lips in his own, kissing him chastely again and again. Kazuya invitingly parted his lips to let Jin slide his tongue into his mouth, entangling his tongue against his and trying to mimic the way Jin stroked his tongue in his mouth earlier. And they continued to kiss heatedly, too caught up in the fierce kiss to notice the crowd clapping around them.
Although no one understood a word of their conversation which was held strictly in Japanese, onlookers idly waiting for the bus or just passing by were happy for the couple, who were currently in the middle of exchanging a heated make-up kiss after their obvious lover’s spat.
In their hearts blossomed a small glint of hope, that maybe Sin City wasn’t all play after all.