Hideki Sakae came completely out of the wings, his rich voice singing the words with such emotion that it gave even Toru a chill. The bassist’s gaze was riveted to the younger man as Hideki came across the stage and leaned on the piano, singing the song to him and him alone.
Come to me in shadows
Sweep into my dreams
Whisper that you love me
Take my lonely dreams away
I lost you in the moonlight
An orange moon so high
Did you whisper that you loved me
Will it take my pain away
Come to me in shadows
Sweep into my dreams
Whisper that you love me
This time ... I’ll do the same
Hideki repeated the last verse, the words slowly fading out, his eyes never leaving Toru’s, and as the final words drifted away on the waning piano notes, Hideki eased onto the bench beside Toru, leaned in, and kissed him.
Toru submitted himself entirely to the kiss. His heart and mind were completely swept up in the moment, so all he felt was the silky caress of Hideki’s lips on his. All he tasted was the sweet warmth of the man’s breath filling him, enveloping him in the depth of Hideki’s love.
Love ... This could only be a dream.
Toru tilted his head away to end the kiss and immediately longed to steal another. Hungrily, he dipped back in and met Hideki halfway, both of them passionately seeking the other out.
Reluctantly, he broke the kiss and stared deep into Hideki’s eyes. “What about Ayumi ...?” Toru murmured against Hideki’s lips. “Your future ... you could be throwing it all away ...”
Hideki smiled, though Toru was certain he caught a fleeting glimpse of longing. His eyes glittered in the blue stage lights, and he gestured to the cheering, screaming crowd behind them.
“Your fans like it, and I always just wanted to rock and roll anyway, instead of doing those big production numbers.”
Toru grinned. “Then let’s do it. Let’s do that song we helped you with.” He jumped up, gathered his band mates and grabbed one of Koji’s extra guitars.
The crowd went wild. The auditorium held four thousand tops, but the volume of roars, cheers, and stomping feet made the stage vibrate. Security and even members of the stage crew were trying to get people to quiet down, but their excitement was a living thing too powerful to control.
Toru crossed the stage to reach Hideki’s side again and leaned close. Even though he shouted, it was still hard to hear with all the sound. “This is crazy, you know.” Toru grinned that same wonderfully sweet and crooked grin Hideki loved, but couldn’t remember seeing since that first night they met.
“Yeah -- it’s great.” Hideki laughed and leaned in close to press his forehead to Toru’s.
Smiling, Toru touched Hideki’s chin. “I love you.”
“What?” Hideki teased, pretending he couldn’t hear with all the noise.
“I love you!” Toru shouted and gave him a kiss just for emphasis. The passion of it made Hideki’s cheeks burn, and he knew he had to be blushing.
Toru laughed and started the bass line to lead into the song. The other band members jumped in right on cue and the entire auditorium got swept away in the hard, grinding melody.
After Hideki’s song, he remained with them onstage, joining in their encore songs and even coaxing them into doing a couple cover tunes from other Japanese bands. Hideki had never been happier, and he knew that he’d done the right thing by giving in to impulse and coming here tonight. He hadn’t felt this much of a rush since his first time onstage, and he knew in his heart that it would only get better.
Even when they finally left the stage, sweaty, tired, and dying of thirst from the singing, he was still flying on an invisible cloud. Even the sight of Ayumi, her father, Ikeda-san, and the head of Nippon Entertainment himself, Shinichi Kutani, didn’t dampen his spirits. He stayed by Toru’s side, welcomed the feel of the older man’s arm around his shoulders as they greeted the press and music industry VIPs in the backstage area and popped open bottles of wine and champagne.
Finally, Ayumi cornered Hideki when Toru slipped away to use the men’s room. “Hideki, what have you done? How could you do this to me?” Ayumi wailed, tears causing her mascara to run in dark trails down her flushed cheeks.
Ikeda grabbed his arm. “Come back to the hotel at once!”
Hideki pulled away. “No. I’m staying.”
Kutani glared at him, a purplish vein throbbing angrily at his temple. “Like hell you are, boy. I have too much invested in you to see you piss it away like this. We’ll say you were under the influence of drugs. Someone, these people, slipped them to you.”
“No!” Hideki’s hands balled into fists at his sides. “I will not go, and I will not lie. I want out of SundayEveryday. I want out now.”
Kutani opened his mouth to speak, but stopped short when the famed producer, Ryuhei, appeared at Hideki’s side. “Gentlemen, it would be best to discuss this later, tomorrow, or perhaps the next day.”
“This is none of your affair, Nakamura. None at all,” Kutani sniped.
Ryuhei removed his sunglasses and looked at Ikeda and Kutani. “This is not the time, gentlemen, and since I’m paying for this after-party, I must ask you to go and take the young lady with you.”
The older men stared, but then quietly acquiesced. “Thank you,” Hideki said.
Ryuhei gave him a sad smile and slipped his glasses back on. Toru came over, a puzzled look on his face. “Is everything all right?”
“It is now,” Hideki said, smiling and slipping closer to him.
Toru kissed the crown of his head and smiled. “If you say so.” His expression clouded as he caught sight of the Nippon Entertainment group leaving. Ayumi glanced over her shoulder and shot both Toru and Hideki a cold, heartless look that said it all -- “I’m going to ruin you.”
Toru stiffened, but Hideki held him close. “Maybe we should take it slowly, Hideki-kun.”
“Screw it.” Hideki held him tighter. “I’m not making another mistake.”
Ryu Nakamura had listened in silence until now. “Love is never a mistake, ne?” He smiled just as sadly as he had before and held up a glass of champagne in a toast to the two men. “I used to have something as precious as what you share. I’m happy for you both.”
That explained the producer’s sadness, and Toru felt for him. “Thank you, Ryu-san,” he said with a bow.
Ryuhei clapped Toru on the back. “My limo is outside. Why don’t you two have a bit of quiet time before the proverbial shit hits the fan?”
“That’s a good idea. Thank you.” Toru looked at the producer quizzically when he handed him a small envelope with a keycard for a posh hotel inside. He looked from Ryuhei to Hideki. “Did you two cook this up together?”
Hideki seemed genuinely surprised. “No.”
Ryuhei grinned. “I have my mysterious ways, To-chan. You know that.”
Chapter Fourteen
The limo ride was just long enough for Hideki and Toru to share another drink of champagne. Strange as it seemed, now that they were both safely hidden from prying eyes behind the tinted glass of the vehicle’s windows, the two men were suddenly shy around each other.
In between sips of the bubbling liquor, they shared a few quick kisses and fleeting caresses. Neither one of them seemed too sure this was real, and Toru whispered as much when he pulled Hideki into an embrace and cradled the younger man’s face in his hands. “I’m afraid I’m going to wake up any second now.”
“With me in bed next to you.” Hideki brushed his lips across Toru’s cheek and smiled.
They arrived at the hotel a few moments later. The limo pulled up to the front steps, and Hideki and Toru piled out. They went straight to the elevator and slipped in the key card. It automatically selected the right floor and as they stepped out, they realized it wasn’t just a room, but a suite that spanned the entire floor.
“Wow.” Hideki stared
in awe at the pristine white leather furniture, the rich fabrics of the draperies, and the thick, lustrous beige carpeting under foot. “This place is amazing.”
“Yeah, but this room isn’t the only thing I have eyes for,” Toru said huskily. He took Hideki’s wrist and turned the man around to face him. As he drew Hideki in for another kiss, he pulled open the buttons on Hideki’s shirt and slipped the material away. Toru rubbed his hands over the bare skin on Hideki’s shoulders, urging him to come closer until their bodies were pressed tightly together.
“We need a shower,” Toru whispered, nuzzling Hideki’s ear.
“Toru ...”
Toru pulled back, an icy chill sliding down his spine. He knew this was too good to be true. “What?” he asked in a hoarse whisper.
“Before. That time at your apartment after the recording session. I was ...” Hideki looked down a moment. He inhaled a sharp breath, then looked back up. “I was afraid. I never did anything with anyone before.”
Toru brushed his fingertips across Hideki’s full lips. “You were never even kissed until you were nineteen.”
“Yeah.”
The young man looked down, and Toru tilted his chin up with a gentle prod of his fingers. “I would never hurt you or force you into anything you can’t handle.”
“I know that now.” Hideki smiled and kissed Toru’s hand. “That night at the onsen was incredible. I never felt anything like that before.”
“Me, either.” He pulled Hideki to him for another kiss, savoring the feel and taste of those precious lips. He led Hideki toward the bathroom, determined to make this night as special as he could for both of them. Just in case.
He shed his clothes, watched as Hideki did the same, then set the shower spray to lukewarm. They stepped inside together, pulled the glass door closed, and each took up one of the thick washcloths and small bars of lightly scented soap. It was as if they were of one mind, lathering the cloths, stroking them slowly, methodically across each other’s chest and back.
Hideki was the first to do more, moving behind Toru to slide the soapy cloth between the firm mounds of his ass. Toru moaned softly, pushed back, moved, and encouraged Hideki to rub him there.
“I want you, Hide-chan. Inside.”
“I’m not sure ... I ...”
Toru turned, smiled, and kissed his inexperienced young lover. He reached up and adjusted the showerhead so that the spray wasn’t directly upon them and then reached for the bottle of thick shampoo. “This will do well enough.” He dripped a generous amount in his palm them rubbed it onto Hideki’s beautiful, erect cock. He turned, gripped the metal support on the side of the shower wall, then bent forward.
Hideki slid his hands across Toru’s ass and hips. “What if I hurt you, go too deep --?”
“Sshh. Take your time; we have all night. Just do what feels right.”
Hideki glided his hands over Toru’s wet hips. The touch was more a gentle exploration than anything, his fingers pressing into the skin as if to study each subtle curve. He dropped his hands lower and slid them around to the front. His fingers teased the warm, damp curls at the crown of Toru’s groin before wrapping around the base of Toru’s hard, fully erect penis.
For someone so inexperienced, Hideki touched Toru in the most satisfyingly erotic way.
Toru moaned, pushing his hips backward. The tip of Hideki’s cock pushed against Toru’s hungry opening, drawing another moan from the man. Toru reached for the shampoo again and poured some into Hideki's palm. "Touch me. Take me ...”
Toru turned away, braced himself with one hand upon the shower wall and gave himself over once more to his young lover. Hideki pressed close, his cock nudging Toru’s upper thigh while his fingers slid back and forth massaging Toru's tight opening and the swell of his balls further forward.
Growing bolder, Hideki slid two slick fingers inside Toru, making the bassist gasp and shudder. As if startled or worried he’d caused pain, Hideki pulled his hand away.
Toru placed his hand over Hideki’s. “It's all right. It feels wonderful. Incredible. You're not hurting me. You're making me crazy for more,” he murmured. When Hideki replied with a soft kiss to his shoulder and another touch, Toru encouraged him to stroke the length of his erection, to rub the swollen, throbbing head.
Toru sighed as Hideki's hard cock nudged his ass. “Fuck me.” He pushed back again, and Hideki matched the movement with a thrusting motion of his own. Hideki’s cock stabbed up into Toru’s passage. They both cried out, guttural sounds that expressed their pleasure better than any words might have. Toru shook from head to toe as the sharp flare of pain quickly ebbed and morphed into desire. He murmured Hideki's name and concentrated on the heady sensation of being stretched wide to receive his lover’s hard organ. “Yes, oh, yes.” Toru sighed as Hideki slowly withdrew and then thrust in once more.
A hot spray of cum jetted out of Hideki even before he was all the way in. “Oh, God, oh, God,” he repeated in a series of gasps. “I’m sorry ...”
Toru arched his back and smiled at the sweetness of his lover’s concern. But the sensation of the hot, sticky fluid filling him was wonderful, and Hideki was so turned on he was still half hard. “More,” Toru panted. “Deeper ...”
His hand slipped against the wet tiles as he pressed back into Hideki, groaning as the younger man's cock swelled and penetrated him further. His entire being centered on this feeling of fullness, of total completeness. “More, Hide. Please.”
Hideki began moving again, this time with more confident thrusting motions. Toru leaned backwards, losing himself in the erotic tempo gripping both men. Hideki tugged at Toru’s cock with one hand, holding on firmly to his lover’s hip with the other. Within minutes they were both gasping, straining towards the release that, when it came, shook them both; they cried out.
Once he caught his breath and Hideki had slipped free, Toru turned and swept the younger man into a crushing embrace. They remained like that, kissing and holding each other, savoring the emotional and physical satisfaction. Toru readjusted the showerhead, then soaped and rinsed Hideki and himself again before turning the water off.
The simple act of toweling each other dry became another sensual endeavor, rousing their desire anew. In the bedroom, they lost themselves once more to the pleasures of the flesh.
Hideki was nervous still, but more willing to experiment, and he reveled in the fact that Toru simply lay back on the wide bed and allowed him the freedom to touch, taste, and explore. He suckled one of Toru’s taut nipples, feeling the pleasurable twinge in his own, and when Toru tugged on his damp hair, Hideki looked up, afraid that he’d done something wrong. But Toru smiled, caressed his cheek with infinite care, and said softly, “I want to taste you again.”
The memory of that night at the onsen made Hideki ache with longing, and he lay back, moving when Toru coaxed him onto his side. Toru kissed him slowly. “You don’t have to reciprocate, but I won’t complain if you want to try.” Toru stole another kiss before shifting so that his head was facing Hideki’s feet.
Hideki groaned the instant Toru kissed his thigh and slid that hot tongue along the base of his balls. He wanted nothing more than to lose himself in the rush of sensation and pleasure, but he knew that he also wanted Toru to share in the joy he felt. He was still a little hesitant when he began to mimic the motions of his mentor, but each sound Toru made, each time he pressed his lean hips closer, Hideki knew that he was doing it right. He gripped the base of Toru's cock and took as much of it into his mouth as he could, slowly bobbing his head up and down, stroking the hard shaft with his lips, teasing the raised veins with the tip of his tongue.
He stroked the shaft of Toru's penis with his fingers, up and down, his lips lightly sucking, tongue swirling and flicking across the small opening, drawing out the precum that collected there. Hideki pulled back, the head of Toru's cock still between his lips, then stroked a little harder.
When Toru came first, filling his mouth with his hot, salty sem
en, he gulped it down, knowing now what “Ryoko” had meant that night about it tasting so good. It was Toru’s essence, like part of his very soul, and Hideki wanted to take it all in, feed upon it, and let it nourish his starving heart, which had never felt as full as it did now. Toru eagerly swallowed when Hideki came soon after, and when he was spent, Toru kissed the still swollen head of Hideki's cock before shifting position and pulling Hideki close.
“This is all too perfect. I’m afraid it can’t last. I’m afraid they won’t let it last.” He pulled back enough to gaze into Hideki’s eyes. “I don’t want you to sacrifice your career, no matter how much tonight has meant to me. You deserve your fame. You deserve to have more of it --”
Hideki silenced him with a kiss and snuggled closer. “Worrying about that can wait till tomorrow. All I want now is to be with you.”
Toru smoothed away some of the damp strands of hair on Hideki’s forehead and touched his lips to the younger man’s brow. “Instead of just ‘now,’ how about ‘always’?” he whispered.
Hideki smiled up at him drowsily, his eyes half-closed already. “Even better,” he answered, and nuzzled his face against Toru’s chest. Soon he dozed off, his breath becoming slow, even puffs of warm air above Toru’s breast.
Happier than he could remember being in a long time, Toru soon drifted off into a peaceful sleep as well. And when he woke up, he found that it hadn't been yet another dream. Hideki really lay beside him, still wrapped in Toru’s arms, and snoring ever so softly.
Hideki and Toru managed to crawl out of bed about an hour before noon, though they had been awake for some time already. There were just too many pleasurable reasons to linger between the satin sheets, and it was only after a phone call from Jun on Toru’s cell that they were able to stop indulging in each other’s bodies.
“We’re checking out after brunch, Toru -- where the hell are you?” From the tone of Jun’s voice, it was obvious the band’s leader was smiling and could more or less guess where Toru was.
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