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Post by Masutaa-Senpai on Mar 1, 2009 6:30:56 GMT 9
-Apartment 2A, Second Floor-
Warning for 18+ Material
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Post by Masutaa-Senpai on Mar 1, 2009 6:38:42 GMT 9
The drive to Shinogu's place seemed too short. He needed more time to think, to know what more to do with Kisuke, this problem-child case. He went to park outside of the apartment complex, shutting his car off. The sun was going to set in a few hours. He stood outside of his car, inhaling softly. He loved his home, and he didn't remember the last time he had simply had company.
Kisuke wasn't just any kind of company, however. He sighed, closing the door behind himself. "Afternoon, Youji-kun." He heard as a an acquaintance brushed past him into the first floor. "Ah, Sanosuke-san, good afternoon." He bowed shortly. "Sano, Youji. Call me Sano!" He called after him as he opened his door. Shinogu went up the stairs to peer down at the older man, giving him a modest smile. "I'll try to remember that!" He chuckled his way up the steps, shaking his head. He lived up on the second floor, at 2A. Those two increments in number and letter had always seemed to bring him a bit of peace, knowing he had a roof over his head. But, as he stepped into the darkness of his foyer, he couldn't help but feel ill at ease. He was bringing in a stranger. A young stranger at that.
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Post by 一姫 on Mar 1, 2009 6:52:45 GMT 9
[ From School] Kisuke felt no-where near as awkward in the silence of the drive as he had done the previous day, it was even comfortable for him. He leaned back in the seat, his hands limply in his lap as he gazed out of the window at the passing scenery. The hum of the engine soothing him, and all of a sudden he felt sleepy again, his eyes lidding slightly as he tried to stay awake. However, the drive was short and the car stopped before he drifted off, he sat up blinking and undid his seat-belt, eagerly getting out of the car and shouldering his bag. “I can't wait to live on my own! It must be really relaxed.” He said with a grin, tilting his head at the older man who passed and greeted his teacher, sending him a smile of his own. He followed Youji up to his apartment and stepped inside after him, uttering the usual as he toed off his shoes.
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Post by Masutaa-Senpai on Mar 1, 2009 7:13:28 GMT 9
Shinogu chuckled at his optimism, petting Kisuke's head as they entered. His apprehension seemed to die away a little bit as he saw Kisuke toe off his shoes. He did the same, stepping onto the carpet, tossing his tie on the counter in the kitchen. He placed his bag on his couch. "Welcome to my home." He said with a smile, before leaning down to reach for something in his fridge. He brought out two sodas, handing one to Kisuke. "It's really good--that flavor." He pointed to it.
He opened his, taking a sip. "I guess i'm just a kid at heart." He snorted, belching a little. "Sumimasen--" He began, blushing as he started to laugh. "Please, take a spot by the kotatsu... I just bought it, you know, back when the winter set in. I usually sit here, and grade my papers." He said softly as he settled down on his behind, sticking his feet under the kotatsu.
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Post by 一姫 on Mar 1, 2009 7:23:25 GMT 9
Kisuke smiled brightly and walked into the main area after his teacher had. Taking the can of soft-drink and reading the label curiously. He hadn't ever had it before but it would be a nice change to have something other than water, just as it had been a nice change for him yesterday. He opened it and took a sip. “Mm, you're right it's really good.” He licked his lips and moved to sit at the kotatsu, crossing his legs underneath.
Kisuke put his back-pack down beside him and placed the can down on the table while he pulled out the paper from his pocket and his pencil-case. “I'm really happy sensei said I could come over.” He said honestly, the way he talked really didn't fit the way he looked at all, and the fact that his voice was so boyishly deep made it sound even more unusual.
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Post by Masutaa-Senpai on Mar 1, 2009 8:49:37 GMT 9
Shinogu moved his legs, brushing up against Kisuke's, quickly apologizing. "I'm sorry," He began, retracting his legs. He sat back, his palms supporting him as he blew his hair out of his face. "I'll probably need to cut my hair again..." He said softly to himself.
"If you need any help, please let me know." He smiled, watching Kisuke looking at the paper. He didn't realize that, but Kisuke looked much more handsome when he smiled. When he really thought about it, he hadn't remembered much of a time when Kisuke simply smiled... aside from smiling at him. "You're a good boy, Kisuke. It's the only reason I invited you here. Because I want to see you do better in school." And, perhaps get the help you deserve, as well, he thought, leaning over to cross his hands in front of him.
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Post by 一姫 on Mar 1, 2009 8:59:00 GMT 9
Kisuke didn't react to the legs brushing his own, he only shrugged at the apology. “It's ok Sensei, I don't mind it if our legs touch, since we're both pretty tall it can't be helped.” He turned his attention back down to his paper, staring at it blankly as his mind seemed to shut down. It always happened when he had to try and force himself to work when he was tired, which is why he hardly ever got any home-work done.
He looked surprised at the teachers words after that, his head tilting up so he could stare openly at the other man, and his cheeks slowly tinged red. “I... um...Sensei can I use your bathroom?” He said all of a sudden, he wasn't used to being called a good boy by anyone but his mother, but hearing it from Shinogu sensei was so different and it made him feel warm inside instead of filling him with dread and sick feelings.
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Post by Masutaa-Senpai on Mar 1, 2009 9:20:12 GMT 9
"Sure you can," He smiled, wondering in the back of his mind if he had said something inappropriate to Kisuke. No, he thought. Everything he had said was carefully guarded, and neutral. That atmosphere sure didn't feel as neutral as he had liked on his end. He sat back a bit, taking a breathy sigh as Kisuke went down the hall to use the bathroom. He let out a sigh.
He really needed to relax. He wondered if bringing Kisuke was a good idea. Nothing in life was a completely good idea. There were always aspects to consider. Kisuke was a student. His student. Shinogu was all but thirty-three years old, whereas Kisuke was a minor. He bit his lip. Where was this going to lead, anyhow? Girls are nasty. It only seemed to make the situation all the more stressful... of course Shinogu wasn't into boys, but Kisuke was no boy. Not with a body like that... Shinogu ran a hand across his face. This certainly wasn't a good idea.
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Post by 一姫 on Mar 1, 2009 9:28:02 GMT 9
He stood up and thanked Shinogu before walking off down the hall, it wasn't hard to find the bathroom since the place was small, and he walked through a small room with just a washer-dryer in it before he closed and locked himself in the bathroom. Now that he was there he really did need to go to the toilet so he unzipped his pants, pulled up the toilet seat and did his business.
While at it he glanced around the small room, of course making sure he wasn't going to make a mess first, his eyes came to rest on something standing at the corner of the sink and when he was done Kisuke zipped himself up, flushed the toilet and put the seat down. “Eh?” He stared blankly at the object, a morbid sense of curiosity overtaking him, it looked like a cock... so was it something to do with sex? He picked it up after washing his hands and left the room, walking into the main living space again he looked up at Shinogu, holding the flesh colored object in-front of him. “Sensei... what's this for?”
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Post by Masutaa-Senpai on Mar 1, 2009 9:38:25 GMT 9
"Sensei... what's this for?"
"Hm?" He looked to his side, and froze. His mouth drew open for a long time, before identifying his dildo in his teenage pupil's hand. Holy shit. "Ah, WHERE'D YOU FIND THAT???" Shinogu hit his knees under the kotatsu, cursing aloud as he had no time to rub his knees. He snatched the toy out from Kisuke's hand, his face a bright and brilliant red, hurrying to his room to place it somewhere out of sight.
Good GOD, how stupid was he to keep that thing lying about?? He hadn't had a visitor in ages, and had forgotten that anyone could see anything at this point, paranoid that other things were lying about for Kisuke to see. He didn't know what else he'd seen. Dying with embarrassment, he went looking in the bathroom. He could barely remember when and how he'd put that there. He remembered he'd been using it in the bed... and he went to wash it, and left it to dry.... christ. "It's nothing, Kisuke!" He shouted from the other side of his apartment, looking in the kitchen for a moment. His face had yet to stop coloring up at the suddenly curious look on his student's face.
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Post by 一姫 on Mar 1, 2009 9:46:13 GMT 9
Kisuke's expression, which had been curious, twitching into concern and then something akin to 'I'm about to cry'. He'd flinched at the shout his teacher had let slip at his surprise, and of course he really didn't understand much of what was going on as the other male ran about looking around for god knows what. “I'm sorry... I'm sorry I didn't mean it... I was just curious...” He started apologising profusely, seeming to flinch every time Shinogu walked past him as if preparing to be punched.
He moved to sit back where he had before, one hand clinging to the top of his bag and the other wrapped around his mid-section as he looked down at the table. “I... I just... wondered.... if it...” His own face started to color, but his expression was still upset. “Helped... get you 'up'...”
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Post by Masutaa-Senpai on Mar 1, 2009 9:54:41 GMT 9
Shinogu paused in looking around, noting the absolutely crushing look on Kisuke's facial expression. At the words "get it up", he blushed back, wondering if Kisuke really knew what he was talking about. It seemed he did. "K-Kisuke, yes it does, and I'm sorry you had to see that. I haven't had company in so long, and--" He ran his hand through his thick locks. He didn't think he had to explain the mechanics of masturbation to Kisuke.
He was sure he would think all sorts of things about him, now. 'Only gay men had sex toys like that lying around their apartments! How dirty, Sensei!' He closed his eyes, waiting for the other to say something. He opened one eye with uncertainty. He probably made his mind up about him already.
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Post by 一姫 on Mar 1, 2009 10:05:19 GMT 9
Kisuke was still looking down at the table, the worried look on his face but the flush ever increasing. He felt humiliated, and he didn't really put two-and-two together about what it meant for a man to won a dildo, he wasn't the type of person to care about things like that because he rarely thought of relationships and sex. They scared him, because of his mother.
However, after seeing it he was curious and the hormonal part of him really wanted to know what it was like. “Sensei... Mine doesn't work...” He spoke quietly, shifting to rest both hands on-top of the kotetsu, picking at his fingers. “It wont go up... So... does it feel good?” He was nervous now, he thought surely his teacher was going to kick him in the face and shove him out the door in a minute now, for being so vulgar and dirty. But he just couldn't stop himself from speaking.
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Post by Masutaa-Senpai on Mar 1, 2009 10:26:40 GMT 9
"It won't go up...? I find that hard to believe, Kisuke." He said softly, trying to change the subject from him over to the teen. He was somewhat relieved that Kisuke hadn't said anything about how disgusting or dirty it was. Or, perhaps he was simply... naive.
"You're a young, and you look so good for a boy your age--" That was so gay, Shinogu, he thought. "I--uh, well you know what I mean. Have you tried touching it?" Why were they even having this conversation?? "Sometimes, people just aren't turned on at all by certain things... maybe you're just stressed." Shinogu said, trying not to look at him. "Now, I really want you to do your homework, Kisuke-kun. No more distracting questions, ok?" He said patiently, sitting beside him, huffing quietly.
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Post by 一姫 on Mar 1, 2009 10:37:27 GMT 9
He opened his mouth to protest, but nothing came out and he just sat there with it hanging open for a second before dipping his head in his humiliation. Did Youji-sensei think he was lying? No, it wasn't that, so did it just mean he was weird? Did guys his age get hard a lot? He supposed they did, he was kind of jealous. Even though he never wanted to get hard when he was at home, in his mothers reach, he really wanted to know what it was like to feel good in that way.
“I know... but...” He shifted in his place, finally looking up to his teacher with a deep blush. “I wanna know... what it feels like... How can I make it work?... Your's works, right sensei? I mean... I'm weird, right? Cuz it wont go up... but I've tried rubbing it and nothing happened! I didn't feel anything at all!” His face twisted into one of frustration, enough frustration to make his eyes water slightly. “It's never happened without the pills.” He ducked his head and scrubbed at his eyes harshly with the heels of his palms. He was so frustrated that he hadn't even realised he'd let a vital 'secret' slip.
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