No strings attached

Pt.4- Answer: All of the above. [m]

This chapter contains sexual content. Read at your own discretion [m].

He had no idea what was going through the elders head. The man was being extremely nice to him. He'd never met someone who wanted to talk to a prostitute before screwing them. Most people just wanted to do it upon him arriving, but not this dude.

He wanted to be on equal basis with him before doing that- he wanted to humanize him and get to know him before using him. He figured the man had a thing against fucking strangers, so he tried to get to know them first.

Weird.

He got up from his seat and grabbed his briefcase from the entryway where he'd left it before catching up with the elder. They walked up a flight of steps where he was led to a room that was two doors down to the right.

Upon entering, he couldn't help but awe in silence. The room was nice.

"Get comfortable on the bed."

"How comfortable?" Yokozawa asked. "Like we're going to watch a movie comfortable or we're going to bang comfortable?"

"Just hop up on the bed." The man ordered exasperated, watching as the worker climbed up and sat in the middle, leaning back a bit so he could rest against the headboard.

Once he was situated, he looked at the elder and whispered. "What else would you like me to do for you?" His eyes were hooded and his voice was like caramel. It oozed of ecstasy and lust, and although it was a facade, Kirishima couldn't hide his building hunger.

He cleared his throat in response. "Why don't you pleasure yourself for a bit?"

"A-are you sure you don't want to just do it?"

That was the first time he'd heard the younger male sound so apprehensive. Now he definitely couldn't change his mind about his request. "I'm sure. I stand by my statement. I want you to play with yourself for a bit while I do some work, alright? If you can do that, then I'll screw you and allow you to leave early."

"What if I dirty your sheets?"

"I can just throw them away and buy new ones, so it doesn't matter." The taller man walked across the room and retrieved his laptop. "My work is going to take about an hour, so play with yourself until then. I'll still be in here, so don't worry."

"You want me to do that for an hour?!"

"Yes. Is there a problem? You wanted to come to the bed with me, why are you complaining now? Are you not up to the task? Can you not handle an hour of jerking yourself off or fingering yourself?" Now it was Kirishima's turn to mess with him. "Oh my, how did you ever think you'd last twenty four hours with me if you can't even complete a simple task-

"I-I can do it!"

"Well then get to it. I'll be sitting at the foot of the bed. You're not allowed any breaks."

Yokozawa blushed. This was his first house call. He'd never had to spend that many hours doing sexual stuff. Usually he was only given the one hour appointments where the majority of his clients were female.

He only had to do this today because they were understaffed. With a huff, he lifted his hips and removed his pants and underwear, neatly setting them aside on the bedside table. Then he spread his legs to give the other male a full view of everything before he spit lewdly in the palm of his hand and took hold of his awaiting member.

He gave his cock a few soft strokes, making it semi harden before allowing his hand to travel from the base to the tip, occasionally rubbing the slit and shuddering.