Tokyo Metro

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The last subway train slowly pulled into the station. Ryo
, as usual, stepped into the carriage with his briefcase.
This time of day is usually the busiest. Office workers, exhausted from their night shifts, gripped the handrails and dozed off intermittently; drunkards returning home late slumped in their seats, babbling incoherently. Occasionally, a few young faces were also glued to their phones. Under the pale lights, everyone looked drowsy. "
The landlord's probably knocking again today," Ryo thought, adjusting his glasses and staring blankly out the window. The thick glass reflected the face of a handsome middle-aged man.
Ryo Hasegawa, 37, worked at a book publishing company. He had already risen to the position of head of the distribution department, with a salary and benefits that many envied. But just three months ago, his usually well-mannered wife, Kaoru Oda, suddenly filed for divorce. He unconditionally transferred all his savings, car, real estate, apartment, and custody of their son, Tomo Hasegawa, to her, then moved into a tiny rented apartment, living a life of hardship.
Was this reckless act generous or foolish?
"Sigh—" He sighed heavily, a hint of helplessness flashing in his deep black eyes before disappearing behind his gold-rimmed glasses. What was the point of thinking about it now?
He shifted his position, one hand holding his bag, the other gripping the silver handrail beside him. His neatly trimmed fingertips unconsciously tapped a rhythmic "knock-knock" on the railing.
As the subway arrived at Haiquan Station, a young man with dyed silver hair boarded. He wore nine striking earrings, a loose black t-shirt, and a trendy hip-hop look.
It was nearly midnight, and the passengers in the car had long since succumbed to drowsiness, their heads drooping as they dozed off. Only Liang noticed the young man.
Liang frowned subtly. The silver-haired boy had somehow appeared behind him. A hand was tentatively reaching under the hem of his suit jacket, towards his back pocket…
Liang casually shifted to the right, avoiding the hand's reach, and tightened his grip on his bag.
Seemingly sensing his intention, the hand that had missed immediately followed, groping for the hand. Liang coughed, his hand on the armrest moving behind him to pull the restless culprit away. But a moment later, the hand reached for him again!
How audacious! Liang angrily shoved the hand away. Did this guy really think I'd put my money there?
"Heh."
A low laugh came from behind him.
Using the reflection in the car window, Liang clearly saw the thief's face.
A pair of strikingly handsome eyes were fixed intently on him, framed by a handsome profile. A slight smile played on his thin, pink lips.
This… he's still a child!
Ryo's anger instantly subsided. Such a beautiful boy, he probably wasn't even 20 yet! If he called the train conductor and made a scene… would he be sent to jail?
In an instant, Ryo thought of his son. If this person was Xiaozhi… no, he couldn't call the police. He'd ruined this child's future!
Perhaps… he only stole because he was short of money. Ryo thought for a moment, then pulled some change from inside his suit jacket and handed it to the person behind him without turning around—
"Hmm? Is this… a service fee?"
The young boy behind him took the money, then lowered his voice and whispered maliciously in Ryo's ear.
"…Eh?" Ryo was stunned for a few seconds before reacting. The man's hot breath on his earlobe made him involuntarily tremble. "I often see you on this subway... Honestly, you're dressed so well, yet you're always crammed together with these penniless men... Hey, are you doing this on purpose?" The words were excessive, but because they came from a young boy, they lacked a touch of harshness, sounding more like playful banter between lovers.
"Actually... you're 'that,' right?" As if to prove something, the boy's hand moved even more aggressively, caressing the curve of Ryo's buttocks, suddenly pinching her hard.
"Ah!" Ryo opened her mouth wide in surprise, but desperately swallowed the scream that was about to escape her lips.
Her brain felt like it had been struck by lightning, buzzing and deafening.
He knew?
What did he know?
How could this be... How could he know her dirty, hidden secret deep in her heart?
"You, stop lying. Actually, you like it when I do this, don't you?" The voice rang out smugly, and his actions became even more unrestrained.
"Ahhh—" No! Don't... touch there! The hand slid down to his buttocks and deliberately pressed on the indentation. A certain spot, as if sensing something, seemed to stir slightly.
This was too embarrassing! This was a public place!!
Ryo turned his head, glaring warningly at the face that had just approached him, so close.
"Hey! Uncle." The boy smiled and met his gaze, "Why are you staring at me like that?"
"Who...who's being perverted?" Ryo's eyes widened in surprise. In broad daylight, the one doing such a lewd thing was this boy, prettier than a woman, right?
"You clearly want it, why are you being so hypocritical? You're really not cute!" The boy grabbed his wrist, cleverly leading him to an inconspicuous corner on the right, then pressed himself against it, his broad back completely blocking the view from the side.
Although the carriage was crowded, everyone was either daydreaming or dozing off, and no one noticed the two people with different expressions in the corner. Behind
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was the cold window, and beside her was the carriage partition covered with posters; the only way out was completely blocked by the boy in front of her.
Liang, unable to move, pressed against the wall, trying to hold her briefcase in front of her chest to create some distance between them.
"Hey, why are you pretending to be so serious?" The boy looked at his helpless prey with amusement, and couldn't resist sticking out his tongue to lick Liang's earlobe.
"Actually, you felt really good being touched, didn't you, Uncle—"
"Ah..." Unlike her previous tone, Liang Xiang suddenly jolted as if electrocuted, a blush quickly rising on her fair face, even her earlobes turning red as if they were about to bleed—
"Oh my? I didn't expect someone your age to be so incredibly virile!" The boy chuckled, uttering lewd words that were completely incongruous with his appearance, while his hands never stopped. He moved from her round, firm buttocks to the bulge in her trousers, then rhythmically stroked it, laughing wickedly, "Just being licked here makes you incredibly hard, you'll be even more sensitive when a man penetrates you, right?" act.03
"Mmm..."
Before Liang could react, her lips were suddenly sucked, and the other person's soft tongue had already skillfully pried open a crack, relentlessly slipping in, surveying the area like a host. Upon touching the tip of her tongue, it immediately began to passionately entwine with it.
This feeling... didn't seem so bad?
Anyway... I'm a disgusting pervert at heart. Isn't that right? Ryo thought to himself in despair.
Because of this kiss, his whole body seemed to be boiling. He didn't even realize that his briefcase had long since fallen somewhere. His hands, which were originally holding the other's shoulders, now had one hand around the boy's waist, while the other hand groped down to their lower bodies, trembling as it caressed them.
As if encouraged, Kaito excitedly twisted his body, his burning
hot penis pressing straight against Ryo's lower abdomen. Ryo's suit had been ripped open at some point, and the buttons on his shirt were scattered in some corner. While sucking on his tongue, Kaito freed one hand and reached under the shirt to feel for the two already erect penises.
"Ugh..." Ryo felt like his whole body was on fire. His penis was being maliciously pulled and twisted hard by two fingers from time to time. Pain mixed with pleasure poured out, but because of Kaito's superb kissing skills, he could only let out a soft whimper. So hard! So uncomfortable! I'm going to explode!
Ryo's mind was buzzing. He pulled his tongue back in frustration, tilted his head back, and saliva, which he hadn't had time to wipe away, trickled down the corner of his mouth. Because his glasses were off and he couldn't see clearly, his eyes squinted slightly, becoming even more hazy.
"Ugh! Why do you have that unsatisfied look on your face!" Kaito bit his lower lip childishly, complaining. But his lips left their target, kissing lightly from the corner of his mouth to his earlobe...
"Ah—ahhhhhhh!!!!" When the warm tongue suddenly slipped into his ear, Ryo shuddered violently. His tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and hot semen sprayed onto the boy's buttocks and jacket...
"Hoo—" His mind was blank after ejaculating, and Ryo's whole body was so weak that he almost slipped to the ground if Kaito hadn't caught him.
"Uncle, you're so mean! You actually climaxed by yourself!" Kaito gritted his teeth, his face flushed with desire, his unreleased genitals swollen a deep red, the veins on them throbbing.
Seemingly embarrassed, Ryo struggled to stand firm, "Then, then I'll help you too..."
"No! Uncle's technique is terrible! If you really want to help, let me do it to you." Kaito refused outright, pushing Ryo around and pulling down his pants.
"N-No!" Ryo gasped, frantically reaching behind him to stop the boy's indecent actions. This was something that could be discovered at any moment! "We'll be discovered—"
"No! What are you afraid of? If you don't scream, who will notice!" Kaito didn't stop what he was doing, pulling Ryo's pants down halfway, pulling down his underwear, and impatiently pressing himself against him. His loose jacket completely covered Ryo's exposed parts; from behind, they would only look like two gay lovers sitting close together.
"This isn't about making a sound!! This is rape!" Being pressed tightly against the glass window was uncomfortable. Ryo struggled to turn his head, trying to stop the other's actions.
He sadly discovered that his penis, which had just been released, was starting to rise again under Kaito's teasing.
How could this be... how could this be?! Ryo bit his lower lip hard, suppressing his desire.
Okay! Even if he was a perverted man-loving man, he wasn't perverted enough to let a man the size of his son have sex with him, was he? Besides, just a few hours ago, he didn't even know this guy!!! Ryo cried out inwardly, increasingly disgusted with himself for having just been brought to orgasm by the boy's fingers.
"Rape? You actually think that?"
Kaito's eyes widened in disbelief, his previously happy expression gradually cooling, forming a cold mist over his face.
"What 'rape'? It's adultery, isn't it?" Haidou sneered, his aggrieved emotions rising to his head. He retorted without thinking, "You dare say you didn't enjoy it just now? You dare say you didn't respond to me at all? If you hadn't seduced me and insisted on giving me money, who would want to sleep with an old man?"
"I gave you money?"
As if frightened by his words, Ryo's face turned pale instantly. "You mean I gave you money so you could humiliate me? I... so that's how you see me??"
Ryo's chest felt like it was blocked by a boulder, choking him and unable to speak.
"Hmph! I've seen plenty of old men like you. You want to hook up with men, but you also want to save face and play with your feelings. Don't think you can boss people around just because you gave them some money!" Looking at his expression, Haidou suddenly felt a pang of pity. He lowered his voice, turning his face away sullenly, "You clearly like being touched, you get hard after just a couple of casual touches; if it's rape, why did you respond when I kissed you? If I wanted to rape you, why would I tell you my name? Even if I'm driven by lust, with a bunch of guys begging me to have their way with you, why would I bother with all the foreplay and consider your feelings?!" Let me go. Lost in self-reproach, Ryo didn't see Kaito's distressed expression. He stared blankly out the window, "Fine. Consider it a change of heart. I don't need your services, please take your... away." "
..." Kaito bit his lip, took a step back, moved his throbbing erection away, and then helped him pull his pants back up.
"Thank you." Ryo straightened his back, shakily straightened his disheveled clothes, bent down, and picked up his glasses and briefcase from the floor. Head down, he walked silently towards the door.
"Hey." "Kaito grabbed his sleeve, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
"Please, let go." Ryo stopped, without turning around, his voice as cold as a machine.
"I'm sorry."
"..."
"I'm sorry, I was just now..."
"I'm logging off." Ryo used his free hand to slowly pull his sleeve back, saying each word clearly, "Please, let, go."
Kaito silently released his grip, watching Ryo's departing figure, a pitiful look suddenly appearing in his eyes, like a puppy abandoned by its owner.

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