Jordan James left Roppongi Middle School and walked toward home. He carried his briefcase, keeping it close to his body and beneath the umbrella so it wouldn’t get wet. For late afternoon, the streets were abnormally empty of cars, and there were very few people on the sidewalk….a rarity in Japan.
He walked quickly past the numerous bars, strip and host clubs, known for their popular and sometimes dangerous night life, and headed for his neighborhood, favored by business people, off-duty military personnel and students. Jordan took the same walk twice a day, five days a week and very seldom detoured from his destination. He’d lived in the same area and apartment on the bottom floor of the building assigned to teachers of the local middle and senior high schools for the last five years.
Jordan stopped in his tracks after hearing a meowing sound and looked down. A medium-sized black cat lay shivering in a cardboard box where someone had left it. Poor kitty. The cat continued to meow, wagging its long tail back and forth and looking up at him with sad green eyes. Jordan loved animals and had always wanted a pet. “Hi, Mr. Kitty. Do you want to come home with me?”
The cat meowed an answer. Jordan picked up the cat, put it under his coat to keep it warm and started walking again. The cat snuggled in close to his chest and then purred.
Jordan passed the neighborhood grocery store where he did most of his shopping, an ice cream parlor that he frequented, a video arcade and a new family restaurant that he had yet to try. It had opened about a year ago, but Jordan normally prepared all his meals at home to save money and he really didn’t like eating alone in public. Mr. Kitty purred louder as Jordan stood near the restaurant, waiting to cross the street.
“Is this where you are from?” Mr. Kitty appeared to be in pretty good condition, so he might belong to someone nearby. He crossed the street and continued to the building where he lived. Jordan managed to open the front door of his apartment while juggling the cat, his briefcase and the wet umbrella. He eased out of his shoes and put the case down on a table, then carried the cat and the umbrella to the closet to get a towel. Afterwards, Jordan sat down on the floor and began toweling the dripping-wet cat. It had a silky, black coat of fur, a slender body and just the cutest pink nose and mouth.
“You’re a beautiful cat, and your hair is so shiny. It’s hard to believe that you don’t belong to someone.” He sighed. “If I was your master, I’d take care of you and make sure you have enough to eat.” He sighed again. “I’ve been living here for years and you are my first guest.” Jordan didn’t have anyone he could technically call a friend. On rare occasions he did go out with his co-workers, but he always ended the evening early because he wasn’t much of a drinker. The only person he remotely wanted to spend time with was Makiya Kimura, who taught history at his school. He’d been in love with the man since he first met him, but his feelings were purely one-sided.
Makiya was very popular with the ladies, and he always bragged about his sexual conquests. Jordan didn’t think he had a snowball’s chance in hell of getting the handsome heterosexual teacher.
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What an interesting human. Sasha lay on a rug licking his paw, even though the man had dried him off sufficiently. He liked the apartment, even though it was small. Right now, he just wanted to get warm and watch the guy who’d just came back into the living room with a saucer.
“Here you go, Mr. Kitty.”
Sasha meowed his thanks and lapped at the milk. Warm. Just the way he liked it.
“Looks like we’re in for an all-night rain. It’s okay, though, because I have no place to go.”
Unfortunately, Sasha did. His brothers would be quite worried if he didn’t return tonight. They were in the heart of the East Asian rainy season…tsuyu. Sasha didn’t like the rain, but there wasn’t anything he could do about it at the moment. He finished his milk and continued to purr. Most of this was his fault.
The last time he took a shower with another guy was after a high school physical education class, in the locker room, where it was mandatory. Jordan didn’t quite remember it being anything like this. And he was quite sure back then that he showered alone in the stall and it didn’t involve kissing. They had to do a bit of adjusting of the shower head because of Sasha’s height. They eventually washed before finding their way back to the bedroom, and Sasha looked much better with a towel wrapped around his waist than Jordan could imagine. He had a crescent-shaped moon birthmark on his stomach just like Mr. Kitty. Odd.
“I’m going to take this slow, this being your first time,” Sasha said. He moved in closer to Jordan on the side of the bed. He lifted Jordan’s head and planted a tender kiss on his lips.
He’d never kissed anyone before. A simple tilt of the head and it all seemed so easy. Sasha pushed him down on the mattress and began kissing his way down Jordan’s body.
“Oh my,” Jordan said. His body tingled from his head to his toes. Sasha eased the big bath towel from around Jordan’s waist and tossed it aside. Jordan tried to cover his privates with his hand, but Sasha’s moved them aside.
“We just showered together. I saw what you have and I’m not disappointed. This is what sex is all about.”
Jordan relaxed. He knew he didn’t have anything to be ashamed of, but he was still a bit modest.
Sasha didn’t give him time to think about it. He just went down between Jordan’s legs and plopped his cock into his mouth.
Heat radiated from his crotch to his brain as Sasha sucked and played with his balls. Jordan just lay there, not knowing exactly what to do. He took mental notes as Sasha took his time, showing how it was done.
“Ooh!” Jordan gasped as Sasha teased the tiny slit with his tongue.
“You have a sweet, clean taste,” Sasha said. “I like it.”
“Thank you,” Jordan replied, not knowing what else to say. Sasha went back to sucking him. Moments later, Jordan felt a familiar pull in the pit of his stomach. “Move away, please. I think I’m about to come.” Sasha ignored him and continued to slowly stroke Jordan with his fingers while simultaneously trying to bring him to climax with his mouth. Jordan bottom twitched. A wave of desire cascaded through his body. Jordan stopped fidgeting and gripped the mattress and just let go of his cum into Sasha’s mouth.
“Mmm,” Sasha moaned as he raised his head. He licked his fingers. “Sweeter than honey.”
Jordan was shocked. “You swallowed.”
“Yes, I worked hard for my reward,” Sasha bragged.
Heat warmed Jordan’s cheeks.
Sasha noticed it. “Don’t be embarrassed. It’s normal for lovers to do this to each other.”
Jordan knew this. He wasn’t a complete dweeb. He also hated the fact that he acted quite immaturely. “I know.” His eyes landed on Sasha’s erection. He still needed release. Jordan manned up, rolled over and presented his behind to his new lover. “Take me.”
“Wow, so cute,” Sasha teased. “As appetizing as your butt looks, you need to be prepared.”
“Prepared?” Jordan didn’t understand until he felt one of Sasha’s fingers trying to penetrate him. He relaxed, confident that he could make it through this.
Sasha worked the lube in quickly and efficiently.
Jordan felt it warm inside his ass. “Oh, that’s nice.”
“It will prepare you for this,” Sasha said as he pushed the head of his dick into the tiny circle of skin. He entered.
“Oh!” Jordan groaned loudly as Sasha long and thick cock packed him good and deep. The gel made it tolerable, and took away what he guessed was the brunt of the pain. Still, he felt invaded. He stopped the theatrics and tried not to make a big deal about what was being done to him.
“Don’t just lay there. You have to participate so it can be pleasurable for both of us.” Sasha put both hands on Jordan’s hips and moved him back and forth on his cock. “Like this.”
Jordan learned quickly. He rolled his hips.
“That’s it. Keep it up,” Sasha said. His voice suddenly grew husky. He slid his dick out to the head then buried it deep inside of Jordan’s ass.