Hotline Calls || Bokuaka

1.1

"You can leave now." Bokuto stood up about to go to the shower

"Wait" A male held his hand "What are we?"

"Huh?"

"What are we? Am I the only one?"

"We are fuck buddies. No, you aren't the only one. I'm one of the most richest and famous volleyball players out there and you are who? A nobody. Don't tell me you are in love with me."

"Wow" tears running down the naked male's face

"Oh" Bokuto scoffed "Never come back here. If you tell this to anyone you know what's gonna happen. Don't forget you signed the contract. Now leave."

"FUCK YOU."

This was the second male that confessed to Bokuto this month. They were all the same but they weren't him. Black hair, blue eyes, a masculine but delicate figure. He picked up his phone to call his manager.

"Keep watch on Tazai. I kicked him out. Also, please message Jiro to go here asap, the fucker didn't make me cum."

"Jiro isn't coming."

"Why?"

"Me and the team decided that you no longer have the privilege to fuck whoever you want whenever you want."

"What the fuck? Why?"

"Gossip sites would pay good money to find out about one of your MANY hookups. It would create a scandal or worse lose your career and sponsors. Second is that some of these people you have these relationships with, you don't even notify the team about them. How can we run background checks and health checks when you aren't willing to cooperate?"

"C'mon Yachi don't be a cock block."

"This decision is final. It's a shame I have to talk to you about this on-call. There is something though for us to not be "a cock block" "

"What is it?"

"I'll drop by tomorrow"

"Bet." he said calmly not wanting to lash out at his manager

Bokuto put his phone down upset. Sex was something he lived by and now it's gone. After his shower, he went to bed. He woke up and quickly did his morning routine. Sitting on the couch preparing snacks, Bokuto waited for Yachi.

"Hi" Yachi walked into the penthouse holding a paper bag.

"What's up?"

"About last night, basically, you can't have physical sex anymore so I'll give you two options. Full-year subscriptions to any pornographic site you want or a hotline agency where you can actually talk to people."

"I don't watch porn so I guess the hotline would have to do. What's in the bag?"

"Fleshlight!" Yachi pulled it out

"YACHI" Bokuto bursted out laughing

"Well, I need to do something. Have fun! I sent the links by email."

Yachi soon left and Bokuto quickly ran to his laptop. He pulled out the email for the hotline service and it was already signed in. All he had to do was pick a few people. 

For the past few minutes, he scrolled and scrolled, until Bokuto found someone whose body looked like him.

"This is who I want."

The athlete clicked in the profile. Soon, this person and he started chatting.

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sorry I didn't upload yesterday!!