Like I said in the summary... This will be my first actually nsfw story. So if anything is funky, I apologize. Also, Im still a pretty amateur writer so this story might have some holes and stuff like that, I'll try my best to avoid that though. I'm planning on making this story a long one. I should be able to update frequently due to it being summer vacation right now, we'll see what happens when school starts up again. Anyways, this chapter is an introduction, I hope you all like it!
"Gay Daddy Dom in his late 20's looking for a younger boy, located in downtown Tokyo. Private message me for more details."
Misaki looked at the picture of the man attached to the post. It was a post like many others littered on this craigslist-like site, but the photo is what grabbed his attention. He was a handsome young-looking man with silver hair and striking violet eyes. He appeared to be in great shape and his surroundings as well as his style of clothing gave Misaki the idea that he wasn't about to deal with someone who was in need of financial aid. He was wearing the under vest of a dark gray suit, a pastel blue shirt tucked neatly underneath it, and finally topped it off with a yellow tie. His background looked like a fancy apartment or house, Misaki couldn't really tell.
Misaki sat at the desk located in his room and stared at the grey laptop in front of him. He was questioning whether to answer this man located on a site Misaki frequented. He finally gave in and hit the private message button located next to the man's username, UsamiDom23. The brown haired teen's lithe fingers began to type away on the keyboard.
"Hello UsamiDom23, I saw you were in need of a little boy to play with. My name is Misaki and I'm a 19 year old college student. I live outside of downtown Tokyo, message me back if interested. :)" Misaki attached a decent picture of himself to the message and hit send after reading it once over.
Misaki was what some would say a beginner to the ddlb world. He had had a Daddy before when he had first turned 18. The man whom owned Misaki wasn't a very nice man towards the sensitive boy. He had punished him when it wasn't necessary, treated him like a doormat, and only spoke rudely towards him. They broke up no latter than 2 weeks of being in a relationship. Misaki hasn't been owned ever since. He required a caring Daddy, one that would treat him and appreciate his company, but also teach him a lesson if needed. He was a sweet boy and the only thing that sweet boys needed was a sweet Daddy in return.
The office chair squeaked as Misaki leaned back and reminisced on past experiences. His body gave a small shiver as a particularly cold wind blew from his opened window. It was the middle of October, and the temperature was dropping at a steady rate as the days passed by. He lifted himself and walked over to close it. He leaned against the white window sill and took a deep breath of the cool autumn air before closing it.
Misaki heard the sound of steady footsteps before his bedroom door was opened by his older brother, Takahiro. Misaki quickly ran over to his desk and snapped his computer shut, not exactly open about his... Some would say, unusual kink. "It's getting late, Misaki. Go to bed soon, please." Takahiro smiled at him gently. The teen smiled back and opened his computer up again once he was sure the older man was no where near after the door was shut. He saw the red circle above a letter shaped icon insinuating he had received a message. He clicked on it hurriedly and smiled realizing he had gotten a reply so soon from the Usami man.
"Hello, Misaki. You can call me Usami Akihiko, for now. I'm very intrigued by that wonderful photo you sent me. I'd appreciate it if we got to know a little bit more about each other."
Misaki's smile deepened before his fingers danced across the plastic keyboard wildly. He and the man named Usami talked late into the night and almost to the morning, learning each other's background, hobbies, ambitions, and such. Usagi, an autocorrected error that soon became a nickname, was a professional writer. Misaki was only slightly familiar with his books that had appeared in his college library, but familiar nonetheless. The boy realized through time that Usagi was a rather perverted individual, as well as reckless. He was mostly a stay at home man unless forced to go somehow here by his editor, Aikawa. Fortunately, he did give off this mature and dignified air that excited Misaki greatly.
Misaki finally went to bed after hours of endless talking. The house he lived in happened to be his brothers house. In total, the people that stayed here were Misaki, Takahiro, and his wife, Manami. With his parents deceased, his brother insisted he continue to live with him until he's graduated. Misaki eventually gave in to his wishes and stayed put. Misaki was still in university, majoring in economics. M university was located in downtown Tokyo, so he was only one, 10 minute train ride from it. It took him multiple tutors and endless hours of studying before Misaki could even consider applying there. With enough hard work and determination, Misaki made his dream become a reality. He hoped he'd be staying for a few more years.
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The two men had talked pretty much everyday for 4 weeks straight before Misaki woke up one morning to the message he had been waiting for, Usami's house address.
Misaki had butterflies swarming in his stomach. He began planning arrival times with the older man. This was going to be fun.
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