Satoshi kept to himself in the backyard, watering the trees and sweeping the dead leaves, repeating the same work a few times until he gave up. He wasn’t sure how to be natural in front of Aiba again, after finding out the truth. But then, if he put his distance, it would ruin their blooming relationship and Satoshi found that he didn’t want that. He liked Aiba. A lot.

After preparing another meal, he fled to the backyard again. Since there was nothing to do, he picked up his notebook to write his weekly teaching plan for Rei-chan, only that he ended up doodling unknown objects when his mind drifted back to Aiba again.

He needed to figure out what to do with Aiba. He needed to find an appropriate time to make Aiba confess to him about his lie. He wasn’t sure whether he was prepared to do it but he needed to know the truth. And he found that he had a say about Aiba’s way of spending his money. He had been there – where money was so scarce he nearly broke – that made him appreciate it so much. Despite him not minding Aiba’s job, despite him knowing that Aiba might have been paid well, he had an issue with Aiba wasting his money on this mansion and on him--since it was pretty clear who had hire him. He wanted to say something about it. He cared about Aiba too much.

With determination, he went inside the house to look for Aiba. He found the man sitting on the floor in his pyjamas looking lost in thought. A few pills in envelopes that Satoshi hadn’t seen before were lying innocently beside Aiba.

Satoshi stepped inside the room. “What are these?” asked Satoshi, clearly pointing at them. Aiba jerked away from his thoughts and turned his head towards Satoshi and then the envelopes. Satoshi saw how Aiba was hesitating before he smiled at him, rather forceful.

“Oh, they’re just vitamins,” said Aiba cheerfully, to which Satoshi suspected the expression was fake. Satoshi was suspicious of the ‘vitamins’ but he couldn’t inspect them when Aiba had already gathered them and hid them inside his bag.

He guessed he needed to take Aiba’s words for it.

“Aiba-san, can we talk?” asked Satoshi, slightly fidgeting. Aiba turned his head at him, looking slightly afraid. It made Satoshi frowned.

“Are you… leaving me?” Aiba asked in a small voice.

“No,” Satoshi denied firmly and it made Aiba look considerably relieved. Fleetingly, Satoshi wondered to himself why Aiba was asking him that all of the sudden.

Satoshi took a seat opposite to Aiba. He stared directly at him.

“But you don’t have to hire me anymore.” Aiba’s eyes went wide in shock. “Oh-chan…” Aiba said, finding Satoshi’s hands and hold them tight, looking clearly shocked and afraid. Satoshi knew he had to break his promise to Ninomiya but he couldn’t help from saying this to Aiba.

“I’m sorry to say this but you’re wasting your money--“ Satoshi was suddenly hugged by Aiba from his side. “Oh-chan, I don’t want you to leave me.” Aiba buried his face in Satoshi’s neck. With Aiba this close, Satoshi suddenly realized that his feelings had turned to deep affection to this man.

“As I said before, I won’t leave you. We could move to a much cheaper place and you don’t have to pay me anymore. I’ll look for a job and we’ll split the rent and-“

“You’ll stay with me even if we’re not in a big house anymore?!” Aiba pulled himself away to look at Satoshi seriously. Satoshi stared back. What made Aiba think that he needed to spend money in order to make him stay with Aiba? It was clear that he couldn’t leave Aiba either. He found a friend, a companion.

“Yes, I will.”

Aiba’s face broke into a happy smile and he kissed Satoshi on the lips. Breaking the kiss after a second, they looked at each other wide-eyed. Satoshi’s heart was racing inside his chest. He was now sure that he liked Aiba that much and he could see that Aiba liked him too. The kiss was too brief and Satoshi found that he wanted it again, so he reached for Aiba’s face and kissed him. He could feel Aiba was smiling against his lips. The kiss was slow at the beginning as Satoshi tried to adjust to kissing a man for the first time. Aiba was clearly the more experienced one as he took control in no time. With a nudge from Aiba’s tongue, Satoshi opened his mouth, welcoming Aiba to roam inside freely.

It was beginning to heat up considerably when Aiba broke the kiss. Leaning their foreheads together, their breaths mingled. Satoshi was still catching up his breath, frantically trying to calm his heart when Aiba asked him, “Aren’t you disgusted with me?” Satoshi, feeling shocked with the question, pulled their faces away. He stared at Aiba, trying to read him. He touched Aiba’s face, feeling Aiba leaning into the hand. Satoshi could see the vulnerability projected on his face quite clearly.

“Why would I be?” Satoshi asked.

“You know… since I’m…” Aiba trailed away, looking forlorn all the sudden. His grip on Satoshi’s hand tightened. Satoshi squeezed back. Aiba had apparently knew that Satoshi had found out about the nature of his job.

“It’s just a job. An act, isn’t it?” Satoshi asked. In fact, he believed that even without Aiba confirming it. Whatever the reasons that made Aiba to be in his current job, he would not interfere and he won’t ask him to stop just because he thought that people might be disgusted. He didn’t care about all that as long as Aiba was happy. Having sex with others in front of the camera was just that: a job.

“That’s the only thing I have done for years and I don’t want to stop as long as I’m still able to do it. Are you okay with that?” Aiba asked, staring deeply into Satoshi’s eyes seeking for his assurance.

Satoshi nodded his assent in no time because Aiba’s life was his alone and he didn’t have the right to interfere. Although he did voice his concern about the way Aiba was spending his money, he didn’t intend to control his life.

They spent time cuddling in Aiba’s bed, only walking downstairs together when their stomachs were grumbling loudly, wanting to be fed.

Aiba said that he wanted to eat out this evening. Without a car, they were riding the bicycles together to the town to find a soba shop.

Satoshi was slurping the noodles enthusiastically. They’d been eating rice ever since he came to stay in the house since that was the only thing Satoshi could cook, so the change of menu was very much welcomed. Satoshi only stopped when he noticed that Aiba had already stopped eating despite the bowl was still half-finished. Satoshi felt worried immediately.

“Are you still sick?” He asked, scrutinizing Aiba’s feature to detect any residual illness.

Aiba smiled, shaking his head at him. “I’m already full,” he said. Satoshi frowned for a while but then perhaps since Aiba was still recovering. His stomach needed time to adjust to heavy food.  Satoshi reminded himself to cook porridge again when they got back, just in case Aiba felt hungry again.

When they were back inside the mansion, Satoshi had forgotten about the porridge when Aiba dragged him to in his bedroom. In fact, he forgot that Aiba hadn’t explained why he had lied to him. That question perhaps wasn’t so important as they had made up with each other. Nothing happened much except they shared languid kisses and they ended up sleeping with Aiba spooning Satoshi from behind. Satoshi had a serene sleep, only waking up a little when he felt Aiba leaving the bed for a while before he slipped back beside Satoshi not long after.

The next morning, Aiba asked Satoshi to accompany him for house hunting. With a quick change of clothes, they headed out to meet a property agent who brought them to a few apartments until they settled for a small, but comfortable 2LDK apartment. Aiba had whispered to him that he needed the spare room to store his clothes and Satoshi blushed a little when it seemed to be that they would be sharing a room from now on.

Holding hand while walking together on the street, Aiba told him he didn’t want to head home too early. Satoshi checked his phone to see that it was already 4:15 PM and he gathered that they could spend some time in the mall or something. Aiba had a different plan instead, and dragged him to Tokyo Tower.

It was such an embarrassing thing to admit for a Japanese person like Satoshi, but it was the first time that he went up to the tower. He had missed his school trip when he was a child and he never had the opportunity to visit the tower, much less the city after that. And now he was here, standing at the observatory dock, watching the city underneath the tower in awe.

Aiba was very much like him, showing his excitement openly like he never visited it before. They were acting like high schoolers, taking selfies together with the city panorama behind them and screaming like girls when standing on top of the glass floor that was showing the view underneath. Satoshi felt like floating on clouds.

Although they were quite some visitors around, Aiba and Satoshi managed to squeeze themselves in between them, standing directly in front of the glass observation window. They both leaned against each other and enjoyed the view of the city that was beginning to be engulfed by the darkness until the city was illuminated by the artificial light.

Feeling happy and satisfied, both of them headed out to the small park near the tower and walked around for a while before they ate at a restaurant. As they devoured their food, Satoshi had noticed that Aiba’s appetite was still not returning to normal as he could only finish half of the rice before Aiba claimed that he was full. Aiba was a small eater even before this and Satoshi thought he needed longer time to recover his appetite so he didn’t think too much about it. At least he was still eating, he thought.

Next, they decided to watch a movie. They were arguing on which movie to watch before Aiba suggested playfully that they should be watching a romantic movie in which Satoshi agreed readily although he was a little bit embarrassed by it. Without popcorns or drinks, they took their seats, finding only couples were there. Satoshi smiled when Aiba grabbed his hand, entwining their fingers together. Twenty minutes into the movie, they weren’t watching anymore because they were preoccupied with something else. With their seat at the very back in total darkness without anyone beside them, they engaged themselves in their own story. As quiet as they could, they spent the rest of the movie making out with each other and only stopped when the credits began to roll.

Satoshi was hot and his arousal was threatening to embarrass him in public. Perhaps they went over-the-top with their kissing, but it made Satoshi feel he wanted more now. He wasn’t alone. He saw how Aiba’s eyes were showing his desire too and his pants was beginning to show a small bulge. If they spent their time out any longer, people might have noticed. Without any words exchanged between them, they agreed to head back home.

They didn’t talk much on their way home. Satoshi was becoming more nervous as they neared the mansion. The taxi stopped in front of the house. Quietly, they entered the house without looking at each other. Before Satoshi could pull off his shoes under his feet at the genkan, Aiba was already pushing him onto the wall and kissed him with fervour. Satoshi’s hands wound up around Aiba, pulling him closer. Feeling each other’s arousal, Aiba stopped his kisses and whispered at Satoshi hoarsely, “Bedroom.”

In a daze, Satoshi nodded. They both stumbled a little on their way upstairs. Disregarding both of their own bedrooms, Aiba pulled him to the master bedroom where the room was much bigger, and the most important thing was the king-sized bed. They resumed kissing without bothering to close the door, since there was nobody around besides them.

Things heated up when they began tugging at each other’s clothes. Satoshi’s heart was beating louder and louder as the kisses became more passionate. Satoshi was already seated on the bed, ready to pull Aiba with him when Aiba stopped him. Satoshi was blinking confusedly at him, wondering if he had done something wrong or stupid that made Aiba stopped. Perhaps it was because of his expression but Aiba was chuckling a little although he was a little out of breath.

“We should take a shower first,” Aiba told him.

“Why?” Satoshi asked him dumbly. Aiba chuckled again.

“We’re both gross after going out the whole day,” he explained. Satoshi realized that Aiba was right. They were indeed in need of a little cleansing before proceeding to do what they wanted to do. The thought of it made Satoshi blush uncontrollably.

The room had its own bathroom. Aiba asked Satoshi to go first, to take his time. As he was lathering his body he could see his fingers were trembling. He tried to clean himself as fast as he could because he couldn’t stand his nervousness. Taking a few deep breaths, he turned off the shower and grabbed the towel, dabbing it onto his skin and wrapped it around his waist. As he stepped outside, Aiba was seen entering the room that made Satoshi raised his eyebrows. Aiba strode towards him, giving him a peck on his lips. “Just went to my bedroom to grab something,” he said while he gave him his adorable fail wink.

It was Aiba turn to shower. Sitting at the edge of the bed, Satoshi waited with baited breath in his towel for Aiba to finish. His heart beat faster when Aiba emerged in his towel, hair wet and the water was cascading down the body in small beads.

Even with the birth mark on his shoulder, Aiba was beautiful and Satoshi was salivating at the image of him. Watching the wetness on Aiba, Satoshi felt like he wanted to lick those small beads away from his body.

Aiba stopped in front of him. Satoshi looked up from his seat.

“Hey there gorgeous,” Aiba said to him. Satoshi felt himself getting red in the face. His heart wanted to jump out of him.

Aiba took both of Satoshi’s hands. He leaned forward, kissing the back of the hand one by one, dark eyes staring at Satoshi intensely. Then, Aiba climbed onto the bed and pulled Satoshi with him towards the centre. Satoshi was quite surprised that Aiba hugged him gently despite expecting a much straightforward fuck.

“This will be your first time with a man, right?” Aiba whispered onto his ears. Satoshi was blushing profusely. He nodded back, sensing himself getting more nervous.

“Don’t be nervous,” Aiba said soothingly, his hand running through Satoshi’s bare back. Satoshi shook his head but when he saw Aiba smiled comfortingly at him when they pull away a little from each other, he told Aiba that he was indeed a nervous wreck.

Aiba gave him a quick kiss on Satoshi’s lips before he moved to Satoshi’s cheek and neck that made him sigh. Aiba brought their hands together, entwining them while his other hand was holding Satoshi’s face. Aiba was so confident in his touches it made Satoshi felt that he was in good hands.

“Top or bottom?” Aiba suddenly asked. His tongue was licking Satoshi’s ear. Satoshi turned his face towards Aiba in confusion. He never thought about it before. His experience with his ex-wife didn’t require this kind of question and he found that he didn’t know what to answer. Was this something that was usually discussed before sex?

“Why do you ask?” Satoshi asked back, feeling himself blushing more than he could possibly be.

“I just want to know your preference…” said Aiba, brushing Satoshi’s small hair out of his forehead.

Satoshi looked down, frowning a bit. That was considerate of Aiba, asking him what he preferred. He didn’t know really. He was inexperienced with men and he had never watched gay porn either. Aiba was the one with the experience. So, Satoshi stared at Aiba, like the answer could come from Aiba’s face. He found it. It didn’t matter much to him really, as long as they’re together, he thought.

“Please leave me in your favour...” he whispered finally, hoping Aiba would understand. And Aiba did. Aiba pushed Satoshi onto his back and attacked his mouth more fervently. Satoshi found himself moaning into the kisses when Aiba’s hands reached for his nipples and twisted them a little.

Aiba brought his mouth to kiss all over Satoshi’s face. He moved down to his neck and onto his chest where he spent time licking the erected nipples that made Satoshi arch his back. Spurred on by Satoshi’s reaction, Aiba went further down until he reached the top of the towel. Looking at Satoshi’s eyes briefly like he was asking for consent, he tugged away the obstructive material exposing all of Satoshi’s glorious nakedness for Aiba’s eyes to devour. Tugging off his own towel, letting it fall to the floor, Aiba crawled back to Satoshi, pushing Satoshi’s legs apart and stayed in between his legs. Satoshi noticed that Aiba was half-hard, and he found that he was too.  Aiba reached for one of his leg, kissing the patches of skin under the thigh that made Satoshi moaned. Satoshi spread his legs further for easy access as Aiba reached his cock. Satoshi gasped loudly when his cock was engulfed by Aiba’s hot mouth.

He was gasping and moaning, his hands fisting the bedsheet underneath them when Aiba, with the help of generous amount of lube, began to open him up while his mouth did the most wondrous thing his cock had ever experienced. Satoshi cried out when Aiba crooked his finger inside him to touch the bundle of nerves inside him. With a few ministrations, Satoshi easily came into Aiba’s mouth without him having a chance to warn Aiba about it. Panting, he looked apologetic but Aiba was looking at him triumphantly.

“May I?” Aiba was asking him when he had come up, lining his body on top of Satoshi after he put on the condom. Satoshi nodded vigorously, unable to form words as he was still riding out his orgasm. Aiba kissed him and Satoshi could taste himself. Hooking Satoshi’s legs around his waist, Aiba guided his cock into Satoshi’s prepared hole. Carefully, inch by inch, Aiba eased in. With a look full of lust, Aiba whispered to him, “You’re so tight…” Satoshi found himself holding onto Aiba’s shoulder tightly, his eyes closing, concentrating on the full feeling Aiba gave him. He let a breath he was holding when Aiba was sheathed fully inside him.

“You feel so good…” Aiba moaned as he began to move. Obviously, Aiba had experienced so many men before and he was sure he was just an ordinary one to him compared to the others but nevertheless, his compliment had made him considerably happy that he was willing to give Aiba the best experience he ever had.

“You can move harder… I won’t break…” he gasped as Aiba’s cock found his prostate after he angled his body to a better position. With Satoshi’s encouraging words, Aiba moved faster and harder, hitting his prostate every time with each thrush.

The thrusts had lost their rhythm as they both chased for completion. Aiba’s breathing was ragged as he was holding onto Satoshi’s hips tightly. He reached for Satoshi’s cock and pumped it together with the thrusts that made Satoshi whimper because of the overwhelming sensations.

Not long after, Satoshi came for a second time followed by Aiba who dropped down on top of him, out of breath.

Aiba pulled himself out of Satoshi, discarding the condom into the trash bin. With a handful of tissues, Aiba wiped away Satoshi’s mess that stuck onto their stomachs. Still catching their breaths, Aiba gathered Satoshi onto his arms and buried his face onto Satoshi’s neck.

“Thank you…” Aiba whispered, nuzzling his nose on the neck. Satoshi turned his face towards him in confusion. “Why?” he asked.

“For being with me…”

Satoshi hugged him tighter, feeling overwhelmed. Aiba was thankful that Satoshi chose to be with him when in fact it was him who was thankful of Aiba’s existence. Reaching Aiba’s face with his hand, he was convinced that what he was feeling was the truth.

“I love you… Aiba-chan.” The words tumbled out of Satoshi’s mouth with ease, without a single doubt inside his body. He wasn’t a romantic person but with Aiba it was different. Aiba nearly cried when he said that he loved him too.

They kissed, sealing their love with kisses that promised for a better tomorrow. And then afterwards they couldn’t help themselves from having a second round.


Part Six