Fan Fiction ❯ Street Rat ❯ Part 2 ( Chapter 2 )

A/N - this has a lot of sex in it, all slash. Please r/r!

Chapter 2

While he was walking down the street, he once again ran into Yochi.

"Yochi please, just leave me alone. I'm not feeling very well and I think I'm leaving tomorrow. I need to get away from all of this." Zen walked past Yochi, who made no move to stop him. But he didn't hear his footsteps as he followed him.

When Zen reached the house he as staying at, he felt a hand on his shoulder and jumped. He turned around and saw Yochi grinning at him.

"What are you doing? What the hell did you follow me for?" Zen said, trying to keep his voice down. Yochi shrugged.

"I need a good fuck. I'm bored and the wife is away." Yochi stated.

"Well I said no."

"That's too bad, it was going to be a nice fuck too. Lots of money." Yochi said. Zen cursed under his breath, Yochi knew he couldn't resist money.

"Fine, come inside." Zen walked inside the house and down the stairs into his room. Once they were inside, Yochi turned him around and kissed him full on the mouth, laying him back on the bed and climbing on top of him. He trailed the kisses down Zen's neck and removed his shirt, placing kisses down Zen's chest.

"Yochi, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to fuck you, don't worry. Now shut up and let me do what I want." Yochi said. Zen shut up and watched Yochi kiss his chest and move down to the waistband of his pants. Yochi unzipped the black pants and pulled them off along with Zen's boxers.

Yochi moved back up and kissed Zen again, parting his lips and moving his tongue inside his mouth. Then he grabbed some items from his coat.

"What are you doing?" Zen's eyes widened when he saw Yochi pull out a vibrator and a ring of some kind.

"Shh, it'll be good, don't worry." Then he pulled out a cloth and wrapped it around Zen's mouth, silencing him. Zen squirmed, but Yochi held him down.

"Don't make me tie you too." Yochi warned, Zen stopped moving. Yochi grinned, then placed the ring around the base of Zen's erection. Then he picked up the vibrator that was bigger than Yochi, which was no small feat. The vibrator was long and wide, bigger than anything that Zen had ever had inside of him.

"This may hurt a bit, Zen." Yochi said. Then he placed the tip at Zen's entrance and thrust it in all the way. Zen screamed into the cloth around his mouth. Yochi rubbed Zen's thighs soothingly, coaxing him to relax. Yochi reached down and pushed the button, causing it to vibrate. Zen moaned, the vibrator moving inside him, pulsating against his prostate efficiently. Then he almost screamed in pleasure as Yochi's mouth wrapped around his erection, sucking and licking. Unfortunately, he couldn't come because of the cock ring, so he was painfully hard. On top of that, Yochi moved the vibrator in and out of him, so that it was thrusting inside of him and vibrating at the same time. Zen's moaning was intense, and if it wasn't for the gag, he was sure that they would hear him upstairs.

Yochi thrust the vibrator in him all the way and left it there, removing his mouth from his erection and taking off his own clothing. Zen couldn't see it because his eyes were shut tight from the pleasure.

Zen's eyes flew wide open when he felt his erection being enveloped in a warm heat. He watched as Yochi impaled himself on his cock. The ring was still on Zen's erection, and he watched as Yochi sat there, and took a few pills before moving himself up and down Zen's hardened member. Zen needed to come badly, with Yochi impaling himself on his cock and with the vibrator inside him, Zen felt like he would pass out from pleasure.

After a few minutes, Zen felt Yochi climax and fall on top of him, the vibrator still inside of him made Zen angry that he couldn't come. When Yochi sat up, Zen stared in shock as he realized that Yochi was still hard. Then he realized that Yochi must have taken an aphrodisiac of some kind. Yochi noticed the knowing look on Zen's face and smirked, nodding to confirm Zen's thought. Slowly, Yochi began to move again. Ten minutes later he came again. Then he removed himself from Zen's cock. For ten minutes, Yochi just sat and watched Zen squirm as the vibrator continued to rub constantly against his prostate. To make sure that he wouldn't come, Yochi added another cock ring. He had to pin Zen's arms back as he tried to remove the rings. He laughed at him and flipped him onto his stomach, pinning his arms behind his back and handcuffing him. Then he flipped him over again, watching his pleading eyes. Deciding to take mercy, Yochi turned off the vibrator, but didn't remove it. Instead, he began to thrust it inside of him for a few strokes, then removed it. He chuckled as Zen's chest relaxed when he let out a sigh of relief. Yochi threw the vibrator aside and climbed onto the bed, thrusting inside Zen swiftly. Not waiting, Yochi began to pound mercilessly into Zen's body. Zen's back arched in pleasure. Yochi thrust hard and fast and came again. He fell on top of Zen and panted, catching his breath. Then he pulled out and sat down next to Zen. With nothing to stimulate him, Zen's erection relaxed slightly and Yochi removed a ring, then the last one a few minutes later. Zen was still very hard and Yochi decided to let him come. He figured he had another climax and he was spent. So, climbing on top of Zen once more, he thrust into him. He lifted Zen's hips slightly so that he could hit his prostate at each thrust. Once more, his jabs sent waves of pleasure through Zen's body and if it weren't for the gag, he would be screaming in pleasure.

Yochi wrapped his hand around Zen's erection and stroked it rapidly to match his thrusts. Only moments later, Zen came with a muffled shout, arching his back, then collapsing. Yochi followed him seconds later, collapsing for the final time on Zen. He removed the handcuffs and gag, and laughed lightly as he heard Zen panting and gasping for breath.

"Holy...shit." Zen gasped. "That was so...intense...can't...breath..." Zen whispered.

"Relax, Zen. I told you it would be good, didn't I?" Yochi chuckled. Zen only nodded, still trying to catch his breath. Yochi turned Zen's face to look at him, and kissed him on the mouth again. A deep kiss, one that would take Zen's breath away again. Then he pulled away and removed his softened member from inside him, standing to get dressed.

"Here," Yochi threw him a wad of cash. Zen counted it. "That's what I'm giving you, let me know if it's not enough."

"Not enough?! There's a thousand bucks here!" Zen exclaimed. Yochi laughed at him again.

"I know. Is it enough?"

"Of course! Shit, this is more than I make in a day. Almost two." Zen said.

"Good. I thought maybe I was being cheap." Zen sat up straight.

"Are you trying to make me pass out?" Zen asked, raising an eyebrow. Once again, Yochi laughed.

"No, but are you going to?" He grinned.

"No, but I might if you keep saying such things. Or if you fuck me again. I don't think I could take another round of that." Zen grinned at him and Yochi walked over to him. Holding his chin and looking him in the eye.

"I'm proud of you, I thought I was going to lose you half way through." He whispered. Then he kissed him hard, making Zen pant afterwards again.

"Why are you being like this to me?" Zen asked as Yochi walked to the other side of the room, grabbing his stuff.

"What do you mean? I paid you for it, didn't I? Isn't that your job? Let people do what they want to you as long as you get paid?" Zen looked away from him, hurt.

"You didn't have to tell me that. I know what I'm doing, I was just wondering why you were being so nice to me. I'm just a whore to you, aren't I?" Zen looked at him, hurt evident in his eyes.

"You are a person to me, Zen." Yochi said, looking over at him.

"Yeah, I'm a person you pay to fuck when you please." Zen said. Yochi walked over to him and grabbed his chin, forcing Zen to face him.

"No. You are a person that I hate to see getting fucked a dozen times a day so that he has food and somewhere to stay. You are a person that I don't want to see get hurt whether it's physically or emotionally. You are a person, like everyone else. That's why I'm nice to you, and that's the way I see you." Yochi said.

"I'm sure you do. But it doesn't matter, I won't get hurt. I'm leaving tomorrow with my grandfather. He's taking me home to see my parents." Zen said. Yochi dropped his hand and turned away from him.

"Then I guess I won't see you anymore. I suppose it's for the best, I don't think I could." Yochi said.

"Thanks, that makes me feel so much better. Is this your way of comforting me?" Zen asked, sarcastically.

"I didn't mean that. I meant that I can't see you anymore, because I'm in love with you. I'm married, twice your age and you're a whore for a living." Yochi said, chuckling at the stupidity of his claim.

"Okay, now that makes me feel better! You think I could do anything else around here? I'm not qualified for anything else! And fuck if I'm going to sit here any longer and listen to you berate me for what I do!" Zen yelled, then he wrapped the sheet around his waist and stormed into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

"Zen, get the fuck out here! That's not what I meant!" Yochi yelled.

"Then why the fuck did you say it? People don't say things they don't mean, that's just an excuse to get someone to forgive you. I'm not coming out till you're as far away as fucking possible!" Zen yelled.

"Fine, you fucking whore! I'm gone!" Yochi spat. Then he stormed up the steps and opened the door, slamming it seconds later, but not leaving. He tiptoed back down the steps and waited for Zen to come out of the bathroom. When Zen's back was to the stairs, Yochi snuck up behind him and grabbed him, holding him still. Zen jumped.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Zen squirmed. He kicked and struggled to get free, dropping the blanket in the process. Yochi moved forward so that they fell onto the bed with Zen pinned underneath of him.

"I'm not leaving, until you understand that I wasn't making fun of what you do. I know how hard it is to get a fucking job." Zen just struggled and kept trying to wriggle free, so in order to keep him in place, Yochi used one of his hands to pull down his own pants and boxers, then thrust inside of Zen.

"What the fuck? Get off of me!" Zen yelled, but he wouldn't squirm. He was mad and didn't want to feel pleasure at that moment. Yochi felt otherwise and moved inside him, burying himself farther inside Zen, making him moan.

"I was only saying those things, because it's a situation that doesn't happen very often." Yochi growled. Then he pulled out and thrust in again.

"I wasn't saying that being someone's whore was a bad thing. I was just stating facts. So sorry if I fucking hurt your feelings, but you're so fucking stubborn that I could have told you, you have a great job and you would have thought that I was mocking you. So fuck if I'm going to stay and listen to you accuse me of berating you. Did any of that get through your thick head?" Yochi asked. He thrust again and Zen moaned, nodding.

"Good. So do you understand now? Do you forgive me?" He thrust again. Zen nodded and bucked his hips back against Yochi.

"Fine, we'll go again I guess." Yochi smirked and began thrusting hard and fast. Zen moaned loudly at each hard jab.

"Fuck! Harder Yochi, I know you can!" Zen pleaded, Yochi thrust harder and Zen nearly screamed from the temporary pain. Yochi attached his lips to Zen's neck and continued thrusting, reaching around and stroking Zen's erection with power and speed. Once more, Zen cried out as he came, almost as earth shattering as the last time. He collapsed on the bed and waited until he felt Yochi come inside him. Yochi stayed inside him and moved the two of them so that they were fully on the bed, lying on their sides. Within minutes, Zen was asleep, curled up to Yochi, who was still inside him. Moments after, Yochi fell asleep too, with his arms around Zen.

Zen awoke and felt something inside of him. He turned his head and saw Yochi, who was awake and watching him.

"Good morning, Zen." Yochi said.

"Morning. What time is it?" Zen asked.

"Ten."

"I need to get my stuff packed." Zen said. He reluctantly pulled himself off of Yochi and stood up, walking to the bathroom and shutting the door. A few minutes later, Yochi heard running water, the shower. Yochi stretched and got up, sneaking into the bathroom and into the shower. Zen jumped and nearly slipped.

"Shit! You scared me!" Zen said. Yochi grinned and grabbed the soap.

The two of them showered together in silence. It was the last time they would be together and Yochi wanted to enjoy it as much as possible.

When they were finished with the shower, they got dressed and began packing Zen's few belongings. He didn't have many, only about two suitcases. Then he and Yochi went up the stairs to tell the people he was renting from that he wouldn't be living there anymore. After that, Yochi walked him to his car and drove him to the hotel where Zen figured his grandfather was staying.

Zen brought Yochi with him and went to ask the desk clerk where he was staying.

"Can you tell me where Kisete, Zeshin is, please?" He asked. The woman looked through the book.

"403."

"Thanks." Zen said. Then Yochi helped him carry his bags up to Zeshin's room. They knocked and Zeshin opened it, wearing his black pajamas and his hair messy and wild.

"I take it you're coming home?" Zeshin asked. Zen nodded and Yochi just looked at them in shock.

"Who is he, Zen?" Yochi asked.

"My grandfather." Zen said.

"But...how? He's only like twenty." Zen and Zeshin nodded.

"He was frozen because he got sick." Zen said.

"Oh right, I remember reading about that. I'm glad you're cured." Yochi said.

"Thanks. Who is this, Zen?"

"A friend." Zeshin raised an eyebrow. A few seconds later he nodded and opened the door, letting the two of them in.

"You mean client, Zen." Zeshin grinned at Zen's surprise. "I'm not stupid, I told you before that I did the same thing as you when I was your age. I'll be right back, I just need to get changed. Oh, and call a cab, I can't take that stuff on my bike." Zeshin said. Then he went into the bedroom and shut the door.

"He seems nice." Yochi said. Zen shrugged.

"It's only the second time I've met him. He was frozen almost my entire life. So were my parents and all the rest of my grandparents. They were all sick. My father, Sil, was the worst case because he actually gave birth to me. My grandfathers only gave their DNA and my father Sil was born in a test tube. Mune wasn't strong enough to have a child." Zen explained. He walked over to the phone and called a cab. He hung up the phone and walked back to Yochi.

"I have to say goodbye now, Yochi. I...guess I won't see you again. I'm sorry." Zen said. Yochi simply smiled and pulled Zen close to him, kissing him lovingly.

"Shit, of all the times to walk into a room, I choose this one." Zeshin joked as he walked into the room with a small bag. He grinned as the two pulled apart.

"Did you call the cab?" Zeshin asked. Zen nodded and the three of them carried the bags down the stairs and out in front of the hotel to wait for the cab. When it pulled up, Zeshin told the driver where to go and put Zen's bags in the trunk while Zen said goodbye to Yochi.

"Goodbye. Maybe I'll see you some other time." Zen said. Then before Yochi could reply, he got in the cab and told the driver to go.

"I know, it hurts, doesn't it?" Zeshin said, placing a hand on Yochi's shoulder. "At least you still have your wife. Sorry, but I have to protect my grandson you know."

"I know. But he was a great kid. At least he's safe from Taro." Yochi shrugged and walked down the street.

"Hey!" Zeshin called. Yochi turned. "Don't come looking for him. I don't want him to get hurt, and you're not right for each other, as much as it pains me to say. Just...stay away from him unless he comes looking for you. I love him too much to let him get hurt." Zeshin said. Then he walked back to his motorcycle which was in the hotel parking lot and drove off.