Part 2
“Hanketsu Part 2” Yuki Sembommatsu, edited by Louie
Kevin put up with Luna and her boring self-centered chatter mostly because his father was working for her father back in California, but this time her story about the “hanketsu” fetish sparked an interest in him and got his juices flowing. He mused that the sudden attraction he felt for hanketsu must be something like the attraction straight men have for breast cleavage. Both are like a half-opened door to a world of sensuality.
“Kevin! Why haven’t you asked me?”, someone screamed from behind. A scream that was barely audible above the metal music they were playing. He saw a young guy twirling his long curly blond locks with his fingers.
“Asked you what?”, he shouted back, his hands on either side of his head, palms up in a questioning gesture to make sure he was understood even if his shout wasn’t loud enough.
The guy was cute and looked like a teenager in his colorful punk-style outfit. Not really his type as he liked older guys. With these older guys Kevin’s favorite sex play was to have them treat him like a cute little puppy, and this is how it would play out with very little variation: The guy would put a chain around his neck and insert an anal dildo into him that had a fake tail attached to it. The dildo was one of those flexible ones made of colorful, translucent plastic that resembled a long chain of beads increasing in size, with the largest where the tail was attached. Inserting the dildo, bead by bead, would cause his pleasure to increase each time a larger bead entered. It was held firmly inside him by the largest bead at the end. After it was completely inside he was invariably brought to the very edge orgasm. Wagging the tail would cause the dildo move inside him stimulating his deepest parts. The guy would walk him around the room wagging his tail and make him lick his master slowly everywhere until they both, brought to a fever pitch of ecstasy wrapped in the role-play fantasy, would, if things went perfectly, come hard in violent convulsions so that it felt like every drop of semen was drained from them. Exhausted and limp, dripping with their mingled sweat and semen, the guy would put him gently in the prepared bath and lather him up with a perfumed body wash as you would do to a puppy dog when you give him a bath. This was his treat for being such a good puppy.
“I know you’ve been going around asking guys if you could squeeze their asses.”, he shot back.
“Who let this kid into a bar like this?”, Kevin asked the bartender. He still saw him as a teenager and, as such, much to young for a hardcore bar like this.
“Don’t worry man, I checked his ID”, the bartender said with a wink.
Like Prince Charming looking for the girl who fit the glass slipper Kevin was looking for that perfect ass whose touch would make him hard. Striking out so far, he decided to take the kid up on his offer.
“You’re tickling me!”, the punk giggled as Kevin squeezed. Surprisingly his foot fit the glass slipper as Kevin began to feel the warmth below begin to grow.
“How the hell did you get such a great ass?”, Kevin asked.
“Swimming, Kevin, swimming.”, he answered with a dreamy look in his eyes.
“By the way, how do you know my name?”, Kevin asked.
Kevin took his hand and they went outside to talk, away from the music that seemed to increase by the minute. All eyes were on them because they’d never seen Kevin with someone younger than him, much less someone who looked like he could be a teenager.
“You’re so popular. Everyone knows your name. They say you’re attractive because of your imperfect Japanese. It’s really cute you know.”, the kid said.
They found a cafe and sat in a darkened corner. It was nearly empty and they were playing a soft jazz as most cafes do. Kevin was now wondering how to get this guy into bikini bottoms small enough to expose his hanketsu.
He texted Luna, “How do you ask your boyfriends to wear bikini bottoms?”
She texted back, “Where did that question come from?”, as he expected.
He replied, “It’s a homework assignment. How can you ask something difficult in a round-about way? You know – the ‘Japanese’ way.”
She replied, “I always just say, ‘Get your ass in here and put this on and I promise you won’t be disappointed.’ and lick my lips in a very suggestive way.”
That’s not gonna work for me, he thought. It was a mistake to text Luna. Kevin’s nervousness was showing and the boy sensed it.
“I get the feeling that there’s something you want to ask me”, the boy said perceptively. This was followed by “You can ask me anything you know.”, said very seductively.
He was touching his Barbie-doll hair again and for the first time Kevin noticed that he was wearing green colored contact lenses. They looked out of place on his face and he looked like a character in a computer game or an anime.
“What did you do to your hair,” Kevin asked preferring to make small talk instead of being direct.
“I got it done at a hair salon. But is that the question you really want to ask?”, the boy probed making Kevin even more nervous. Kevin was getting a bit dizzy from the nervousness and from the growing hardness that made it uncomfortable to sit. He felt like opening his fly to relive the pressure. Still he wasn’t ready to ask the question he wanted to ask.
“You know you never asked my name. Aren’t you interested?”, the boy said.
“Oh sure, what’s your name?”, he asked.
“Seems you’re interested in something else.”, the boy fired back
Kevin was forced to admit that his ass was the thing he was really interested in.
