My Yakuza by A.J. Llewellyn (books for 6 year olds to read themselves TXT) 📕

Kono went crazy then. He wanted to be the best lover Shiro had ever had. He wanted to fuck the guy until he couldn’t remember somebody called Keizo and one hot night in Tokyo.

He pushed Shiro onto his back, licking at his cock. It was rigid and the juices very sweet.

“Your belly is rumbling. You’re hungry,” he said.

“Hungry for you. Please fuck me, then feed me.”

“Open your legs. I want to look at you.”

Shiro was shy at first, but Kono’s shoulders muscled between his open legs. His ass was nice and tight. He licked at his balls and his hole. Oh, he couldn’t wait to get into him. He licked Shiro, working up a nice slick pace. Shiro’s body opened to him more and more. Kono enjoying the feeling the younger man’s ass humping his mouth.

“Can you fuck me? Are you ready?”

“Ready? I was ready the first time I saw you, damn it.”

He poised between Shiro’s legs, anxious for submersion.

“Oh, no, don’t make me wait.” Shiro writhed under him. Man, he was a hot-assed thing.

“I’ll fuck you, take it easy,” he said, but the truth was it was exciting to have a sexy guy like Shiro going berserk for his cock like this. He dropped a kiss on Shiro’s wounded chest, making the guy go wild.

“Fuck me, fuck me,” Shiro panted.

And he did. He sliced into Shiro, feeling the way the guy clutched his ass. Kono’s cock sought further entry and found it, making them both moan. He fucked Shiro long and deep, the younger man not releasing his hold on Kono’s ass. They kept up their hard stroking, the heat between them turning liquid and gold. The harder he fucked him, the more Shiro wanted him. Kono felt his balls slapping against Shiro’s ass, making his whole body jump.

He knew Shiro was going to come by the way his toes suddenly flared out. Kono would make the guy come so hard he would own him, he’d ruin him for any other man that tried to lay claim to him. He put Shiro’s legs over his shoulders, surprised that they, too, were covered in sweat. Shiro moaned in need. He was still begging to be fucked. Kono bore down on him and felt the orgasm welling in his own spine. Man. He felt like a surfer who had caught a monster wave and feared it. The intense pleasure blew through his brain, and up and down his back. He fell on Shiro who was almost doubled over under him. Kono felt Shiro’s sticky juices bursting all over his chest and chin. Kono started fucking once again, but the impact didn’t lessen. He fucked the adorable Hawaiian under him until he knew his orgasm had stopped.

“That was amazing,” Shiro finally said.

Kono couldn’t help himself. “Better than Keizo?”

“Almost.”

“You little prick.” He grinned. “You said that to get me to fuck you again.”

He raised himself on one elbow, looking down at Shiro.

“A lot better,” Shiro said. “But we might wanna try a few more times. You know. To be sure.”

“I’m sure we’ll have plenty of opportunities to explore the inside of your ass with my cock,” Kono said in a boastful way. “Your ass is mine, sport, unless you say otherwise.”

“I seriously doubt you’ll hear me reclaim ownership. Not to take the conversation away from what I love the best, but I’m starving, and we’ve been going at it for two hours. Can we have an early dinner and then maybe a snack later?”

“Sounds good to me. Maybe have a sandwich while we’re watching the television tonight. Are you good at cooking?” Kono asked.

“Yes, I had to cook for myself often growing up, once my grandma was out of the everyday picture. I’ll look at the contents of the kitchen and whip up something good.”

“Okay, while you do that, I’m gonna sit out on the balcony for a bit if you don’t mind?”

“Nope. Enjoy yourself and I’ll let you know when dinner is ready,” he said as he bent down and kissed Kono on the lips.

Kono watched Shiro slip on underwear and walk away. He smiled. Damn that was one sweet fuck! He got up, pulled on a pair of shorts and went out onto the balcony and took a seat facing the harbour. He breathed in deeply and felt more of the tension that had built up inside of him begin to ease out. This wouldn’t be too bad of a situation for the next three weeks. Shiro could cook both in and out of bed and it had been months since Kono had been able to enjoy sex with someone he liked. He could begin thinking in detail about his testimony a week before the trial and then the trial.

What was life going to be like once he testified and hopefully put the head of the Harada clan away for a long time? Would he have to constantly look over his shoulder more than usual as a cop? What about Shiro? If he wanted him to remain a part of his life, surely his life would be in danger as well since he’d betrayed the Harada clan.

He liked Shiro, once he’d gotten over the shock that he was sent to kill him. He had a pleasant disposition, he could cook, he was great in bed and made a perfect fit with Kono sexually, and he was working on a degree. They were almost the same age and came from the same ancestry. What more could he really want in a man? Could he fall in love with him? That was the major question.

Shiro was surprised how much he liked Kono. Not just desired him, but liked the guy. He always acted squirrelly when Shiro tried to hug or kiss him but there was an intensity between them that couldn’t be denied. They ended up cooking dinner together. Salmon steaks, rice and vegetables. He wanted to eat in bed, but Kono rolled his eyes.

“You always have to go there.”

They sat out