What is this life?

What is this life?

Chapter 14

They've heard enough. Shuichi pulls Hiro away from the door. "It seems like Seguchi-sama isn't as mad now. I was really scared he might try and hurt Sakuma-sama. Or worse, he might hurt us."

Hiro just stands there, silently. He's never heard Seguchi-sama back down before. "I guess miracles can really happen. There may be hope for us yet."

Shuichi looks at his friend. He doesn't know if Hiro’s being sarcastic, or the reality of this situation still hasn’t sunk in. "I know we never wanted this to happen, but since we’re here, we have to make the best of it.” Shuichi is ready to cry. “Is there any chance you can be happy here with me? It’s not the ideal life we wanted, but it’s our life now."

Hiro let's Shuichi's words sink in. No, he never expected he would end up as someone's slave, but this is what he is. "Shuichi, can you honestly say you are content to be here? I know that Sakuma-sama is kind, but he’s still a slave Master. How can you expect to live like this and be happy?"

Shuichi isn’t sure how to answer his friend. He isn’t really happy but in the last several months, he’s become a realist. “Sakuma-sama has made it clear that he wants us here and we aren’t leaving. I know we’re slaves, but we aren’t treated badly. He’s trying to make this feel like this is our home, too.” Shuichi looks at Hiro to see if he’s listening since he is looking towards the window. “Things have changed since you got here. He doesn’t lock us in our room at night and we’re allowed to go outside without supervision. He’s starting to trust us. I don’t want to break that trust.”

“I told you that I wouldn’t try to leave. I meant it. Trust is something that works both ways, and I haven’t had enough time with Sakuma-sama to know if I trust him.” Just as he’s completing the last sentence, he hears the bedroom door open and Ryuichi walks in.

He’s heard that last comment and is concerned. “Hiro, Shuichi asked me to rescue you and bring you back to him safely. In return, he promised that you and he would stay here with me. I trust that you’ll keep that promise” Ryuichi’s voice is calm but assertive. “It’ll take time for you to become accustomed to living here but I guarantee it’ll be more pleasant than the alternative.”

Hiro bows his head in submission. “Master, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for you to hear that. I…” Hiro’s words are quieted with two fingers against his lips. A curved finger under his chin guides Hiro’s head up so he can look at Ryuichi.

“I know I wasn’t supposed to hear it, but I’m glad I did. I want everything completely open between us.” Ryuichi’s calming tone is somewhat reassuring.”In time, I trust that you’ll understand that this is all for the best.”

Hiro looks up at Ryuichi, not quite letting their eyes meet. “I’m trying, Master, but it’s not in my nature to be kept like some geisha. I can’t give up hope that someday my situation will change.” His tone is full of sorrow.

Shuichi and Hiro look to one another and then to their Master.

Ryuichi is more reserved that he normally is, but he doesn’t seem to be upset. He doesn’t know how to respond to that. It’s not really in his nature to force anyone to stay with him. He knows that a captive heart can never truly be happy, and Ryuichi Sakuma is all about being happy. However, he can’t give the pair false hope. In his heart, he knows that someday, he has to set them free. But for now, here they are and here they stay. He knows that releasing them now would only enrage Tohma more and that could mean harm towards the young men.

The quiet is disturbing. Hiro and Shuichi don’t know what to think. Finally, it’s Shuichi that breaks the silence. “Master, are you okay? Please say something.”

Ryuichi’s train of thought is broken. He looks at Shuichi and smiles. “I’m always okay, Shu-kun.” This has been quite grueling for the usually upbeat Ryuichi. He has to change the mood of the room or everyone is going to break down and cry. Ryuichi hates to cry; it’s not happy. “I think we all need to relax and settle our nerves.” Ryuichi gets a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Is anyone in the mood for a massage?” Ryuichi walks towards the bed and slips off his kimono. He crawls into the middle of the bed and lies down atop the plush velvet coverlet.

Taking their cue from their Master, the pair follows. Shuichi takes off his shirt and unbuttons his slacks. After removing those, he climbs into the bed and sidles up next to Ryuichi. Hiro is a bit hesitant, but he knows what’s expected of him, and he follows suit. He makes his way to his Master’s other side.

Ryuichi turns his head to look at Hiro. “You’ve never had one of Shuichi’s magnificent massages, have you?” Hiro shakes his head. Ryuichi gets a big grin on his face. He looks over at Shuichi, who is also smiling at the question. “Shuichi, why don’t you show Hiro how refreshing a massage can be.”

Ryuichi moves over to give the young men room to maneuver. He props his elbow on a pillow to watch. Shuichi carefully slides from his Master’s side and climbs over towards Hiro. As he reaches his friend’s side, Shuichi whispers huskily,”You’ll really enjoy this. Now lie on your stomach.”

Hiro turns over, exposing his still healing backside to Shuichi. He turns his head and brushes his auburn bangs to the side. Resting his cheek against his forearms, which have been brought up and crossed under his head, he watches as Shuichi carefully straddles his still-bruised butt cheeks.

Shuichi takes the lotion from the side table and rubs a generous amount into his hands. Shuichi places his hands at the small of Hiro’s back and applies gentle pressure. Then he starts to move his hands up Hiro’s spine. He carefully passes his hands over some healing scars. Hiro winces at the touch on his abused back. Shuichi sees the expression on his friend’s face and stops.

Hiro looks back towards his friend. He sees the concern crossing Shuichi’s face when the movement stops. He whispers, “It’s alright, Shu.”

Shuichi smiles as he continues. He uses a little less pressure on the scarring area. As his hands reach the nape of Hiro’s neck, he fans out his hands and wide spread fingers and moves one towards each shoulder. He gingerly kneads his fingers into the shoulders, running his thumbs along the base of Hiro’s neck, just below the hairline. He can feel the tension that has knotted the muscles. He repeats this process several more times, applying a little more pressure at the neck each time. Soon, the knots in Hiro’s shoulders and neck ease.

Feeling Shuichi’s ministrations cause Hiro to let out a small moan. He turns his head and closes his eyes. He places his forehead against his arms. He’s more relaxed than he’s been in a long time. The feeling is exquisite. After adjusting his body, Hiro rolls his shoulders slightly towards Shuichi to urge him to continue.

Shuichi huffs out a slight laugh. He takes the hint that Hiro wants more of his touch. He places his hands back down at the base of Hiro’s spine, but a little further to the sides. He uses the heels and palms of his hands to apply pressure and uses his fingers like spiders to inch their way up, close to the upper arms. Touching one of the sorest scars, he causes Hiro to shudder. He carefully maneuvers higher, trying to avoid any more sore spots. As he gets closer to Hiro’s shoulders, he leans down and plants soft kisses on Hiro’s neck, at the curve towards the shoulder. Shuichi keeps his chest close to Hiro’s back as he massages the shoulders and sucks gently on Hiro’s earlobe.

Hiro stretches his neck to the side, giving Shuichi free access. A moaning sigh escapes him as Shuichi’s warm breath caresses his cheek. His body’s reaction to the feel of the smaller man on top of him is causing him to breathe deeply. Hiro’s pants spur Shuichi on.

Shuichi raises himself up, breaking skin to skin contact with Hiro. He takes his hand and gently assists Hiro in turning over onto his back. The soft velvet coverlet is soothing to Hiro’s back as he adjusts his body under Shuichi.

Shuichi gazes into Hiro’s passion filled blue-gray eyes. He lowers his body down until his own soft round mounds are rubbing against Hiro’s growing erection. As he moves his hands up and down Hiro’s chest, he slowly moves his hips, causing more friction against Hiro. He starts massaging near the navel and repeats the techniques he used on Hiro’s back, stopping just below the shoulders. Shuichi runs his fingertips over one of Hiro’s pinkish nubs, slightly pinching one between his thumb and forefinger. Hiro arches his back into Shuichi’s hands and lets out a loud moan. Shuichi continues to massage Hiro’s abdomen and chest, giving similar treatment to the other, now erect nub.

Shuichi closes his eyes as he leans down and plants a passionate kiss on Hiro’s slightly parted lips, slipping his tongue in his friend’s mouth. Shuichi runs his tongue along Hiro’s upper teeth and into his warm cavern. He curves his tongue and slides it across the back of Hiro’s teeth and down onto the tongue. A playful game of dominance begins as each man licks and sucks on the other’s tongue.

Hiro breaks the kiss as he gasps for air. Panting, he gazes upon Shuichi’s flushed cheeks and wraps his arms around Shuichi’s upper back. He uses a hand to bring Shuichi’s head back down into another deep kiss. Both men moan into each other’s mouth. The vibrations of the moaning send shivers down both their bodies and into their manhood. Moving his hands to hold onto Shuichi’s hips, Hiro arches his back to get more contact with Shuichi. Shuichi grinds his hips down harder onto Hiro. The friction is almost more than Hiro can take. He bucks up against Shuichi to get more of that wonderful feeling. Shuichi rocks back and forth, his own erection now getting hard and starting to throb.

Shuichi stares into Hiro’s eyes and smiles. He reaches over to grab the lotion. He takes some of the lotion and coats two of his fingers. He rises on his knees and reaches behind himself. He probes until he finds his puckered entrance. He gently inserts one of the moistened fingers in and lets out a gasping moan.

Hiro steadies Shuichi’s hips as the other man moves up and down on the inserted digit. He watches as a second finger joins the first. Shuichi cries out in pleasure, throwing his head back, arching his back and rising higher onto his knees. He’s touched the bundle of nerves inside him. The look on Shuichi’s face is nothing short of breathtaking. His closed eyes, reddened cheeks and sweat-sheened body are making Hiro’s heart pound harder than it ever has.

Shuichi removes his fingers and repositions himself over Hiro’s standing erection. After getting more of the lotion, he takes Hiro’s manhood into his hand and slides his hands down the shaft. He guides the slick appendage to his entrance. He slowly eases down, until just the tip is pressed against his tight sphincter. He moans loudly as he lowers himself further, allowing just the head of Hiro’s erection to enter him.

Hiro pushes his hips up, and thrusts deep inside Shuichi in one swift movement. Shuichi cries out at the intrusion. Hiro halts his movements and gives his lover a chance to get accustomed to the swollen shaft inside him. Once Shuichi starts to sway his hips, Hiro knows he can again move. He withdraws until just the tip is inside and again thrusts upward. His thrust is met with Shuichi slamming his bum down. Each time Shuichi rises then falls onto Hiro, he is met with an upward thrust. Soon, Hiro is hitting his prostate with every thrust, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through Shuichi’s body.

Hiro glances at Shuichi’s weeping erection. He removes one hand from Shuichi’s hip and starts to stroke it, running a finger along the moistened tip. He moves his hand up and down the hardened shaft, matching the rhythm set by their connected groins.

Shuichi stretches his arms behind him, steadying his palms along the side of Hiro’s thighs on the bed. Shuichi is nearing his orgasm. Several more strokes from Hiro and he arches his back, throws back his head. He cries out “Hiro!” Streams of thick white fluid coat Hiro’s hand and both of their stomachs as Shuichi reaches his peak.

The intensity of the orgasm causes Shuichi’s inner muscles to constrict onto Hiro’s erection. A few more thrusts and Hiro comes too. As pulsations of his hot essence shoot inside Shuichi’s tight hole, Hiro throws his body back into the bed and screams out Shuichi’s name.

Spent, Shuichi collapses against Hiro’s chest. Both men’s chests are heaving as they ride out the afterglow of orgasm.

Several minutes pass. Panting less heavily, Shuichi slowly raises his head and meets Hiro’s passion filled eyes. Shuichi lowers his head as they share another deep kiss.

Shuichi reaches over and grabs some tissues from the bedside table. He wipes up the remains of their lust from their stomachs. Once fairly clean he lays his head back down on Hiro’s chest. Soon, quiet breathing returns to both men, and Hiro drifts off to sleep.


Shuichi turns his head to look at his Master. A smile graces Ryuichi’s face as he nods approvingly at Shuichi. Shuichi rolls off to Hiro’s side, towards his Master. Ryuichi leans over and pulls Shuichi into a long, passionate kiss. Shuichi sighs and curls up next to him. Ryuichi pulls a blanket over, covering all three bodies. He cradles Shuichi in his arms and whispers in Shuichi’s ear. “I think we can make him feel at home here.” Their eyes meet briefly, a smile reflecting on both of their faces. Soon, slumber overcomes the pair, and they too fall asleep.

TBC