Chapter two, it's been a long time! I recently got into Archive of Our Own, under the name Cradle_Crypt, I'm going to have different works there, if you wanna read them, and this is up on Archive of Our Own too.
(Italicized words in parenthesis) = inner thoughts.
"Quoted talking bolded letters." = flash back talking.
"Quoted italicized and underlined talking." = presently talking (outside the diary).
Just italicized is flashback with description. (If that makes any sense).
Entry 2: I was with three in one night
Dear Diary peepers,
Before I give away more blackmail information to my psychiatrist, and you, I have good news! I quit my job and now work with my cousin Shirosaki at the 'Pawn' shop. Not that working with my psycho cousin should be a good thing, it's not, and he is more sexual than I am. Kinky even. (Not going into detail about any of that just yet…) but anyway, I'm much happier at the Pawn shop than with my watch job. Alright then.
My next most notable flings after Keigo were when I was working and a little afterwards. (I know, can you believe it?)
It was still junior year, but I was eighteen this time and had a later curfew, and a dangerously sneaky mind. I had met a boy named Shinji who was near my age, exactly twenty one when I met him (sitting with his friends at a booth in my uncle Urahara's Bar, if you could believe my Uncle Urahara has a bar). My Uncle Urahara Kisuke owned a bar that I worked at illegally, considering I still wasn't legal to consume or serve alcohol. (This will be another story, I'm sure of it).
I met Shinji Hirako, a blonde who was as much in love with the words gay and sex as I was at the time. It was his birthday and I couldn't help but talk to him since I was serving him and his friends their drinks. Shinji seemed way too openly gay when I met him, since what he wore was a hot pink I heart dick long sleeved shirt and some skin tight blue jeans that had Chappy the Bunny on them (honestly I don't know where that fashion came from, even I dressed better, but I thought he was cute, even for a flamboyantly gay man).
I hit on him, winked and left causing a ruckus with his friends, it was quite funny to hear the pale haired man go, 'No, no we don't know each other, but he is cute.' I of course had no clue the man would come over to me later on a dare and talk to me. With a curl of my finger I beckoned him to the back room that my uncle always let me take break in…
"So… birthday boy,"I said with a smirk. I couldn't help but bite my lip and press him up against the wall in the room. The blonde seemed quite surprised.
"Well, well, well."The blonde said. "I didn't know you'd be so rough right off the bat. You look like a tiny kitten. I'm Shinji Hirako."
"Ichigo Kurosaki, and you have got to be one of the most flattering men I've laid my eyes on in the last month. Do me the honor of fucking me."I couldn't help but talk to him like he was a man of higher standard. (God, I was so cheesy back then).
"Is this really happening? I'm so lucky tonight."Shinji had whispered, he locked his arms around my waste and kissed me as wickedly as he could, pressing himself into me and turning us so that I was the one pressed up against the wall and I was the one being ground against.
"Oh fuck, mmm." I could feel the blondes erection press against mine through our jeans and the blonde pulled away from me to pull his cock out of his jeans. It sounds bad but Shinji's hard on wasn't impressive, he was about the size I was, around the average for men now a day, but he sure knew how to use it. Placing both hands on my hips he hefted me up onto the stack of boxes in the break room and pulled my jeans down just enough to expose my ass.
"I hope you like it rough because I don't prepare."I couldn't help but nod my head, it was bound to hurt and I wanted him no matter what. With one quick thrust he was inside of me and I was clawing at his shoulders with pain lacing up my spine and a hot coiling pleasure in my groin. "Damn you are tight. Relax, yea?"Shinji rubbed my hips and kissed my neck before he started a slow, steadily growing faster, pace. It was the first time since Keigo that I hadn't been prepped before sex.
I couldn't find my words for half a second and then I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him tighter to me as I began thrusting back against him, adjusting to the feel of him inside me, the boxes falling out from under me. (I don't mean this in a pleasure sense. I literally mean we began fucking so hard that the boxes he had me on were falling out of their stack).
We were in the back room for about a half an hour before my watch started to beep and I noticed the time. I panicked, and glad we were both satisfied. I even got Shinji's number (not that I ever called him) and I went back to work, of course after I cleaned up our mess in the back room. It was way too obvious to everyone in the bar that Shinji had just screwed my brains out in the back room. Two of the people at the end of the bar, guys both wearing odd looking eye patches sat next to each other sipping on a drink in their hand and smirking at me with the widest grins I had ever seen. For a moment I was confused as to why I was so familiar with them, thinking I had had sex with both of them sometime in the past (I'm not telling you every fling), until I realized they were both frequent customers.
Since Shinji left and the bar was mostly cleared out I walked to the end of the bar where they both sat watching me quietly. I felt a little horny, I was only eighteen, but I guess you could say that at any age you could find an excuse for feeling horny. I walked slowly, emphasizing my movements a little, leaning on the bar and cleaning it as I went, picking up empty glasses and tips people had left me. I made sure my shirt rode up a little. When I was finally face to face with the men I smiled softly at them like I would at any customer.
"Is there anything I can get you guys before the bar closes for the night?" Both men laughed at my question and the thinner one smirked.
"Why you sure can, ya wanna get me another one of these?" he gestured to his mixed drink, in which all its contents were on the top shelf or down low enough for me to have to be on my hands and knees, ass in the air, for their enjoyment. With a smile on my face I nodded and brought out a bar stood to stand on.
As I was pulling things down I wiggled a bit and looked down to make sure I was being watched by the two, which I was, and smiled softly at them while I gripped the last bottle in my hand and got off of the ladder. Turning around I pulled out two glasses and made them both a drink before I turned around and cleaned up the rest of the bar.
"Hey boy, how old are you really?" came a quiet question from the thicker of the two men. I snorted, soaked up some water in the cloth I had and turned to the two men.
"Eighteen." I said. "Why? You wanna fuck?"the words were out of my mouth before I could do anything, and both of the men smiled.
"We were hoping to..." The thicker one said with a look of lust in his eyes. "The name's Kenpachi, this here is Nnoitra."The skinnier one smiled naughtily.
"I'm Ichigo, says so right on my name tag."
"Well, nice to meet you too." Kenpachi whispered, leaning forward a little. "How's about the three of us go back to our hotel and see if we don't hit it off, eh?"I bit my lip, it sounded so enticing, especially since I loved sex. I nodded.
"Yea, sure, just give me a few minutes to clean up and I'm free." Truth be told, we never made it back to their hotel room. After I got off work and closed up, I found the two of them standing in front, both smoking a joint together in front of the car they were driving.
"So…"I said looking at both the men who looked like they could eat me right there on the spot. "Where are we going?" I questioned. "I'm pretty sure you aren't taking me to your hotel room. I don't think we can make it there."
"Not too sure. We got some blankets in the back," Nnoitra said.
"Let's go to the park, It's just around the corner." I said grabbing the joint from Kenpachis fingers (Yes I smoked pot when I was a teenager, get over it, I was being a bad boy, besides, lots of people do it these days anyway) and smiled at the two of them, getting into their car.
That night had been messy, and the first time I was thankful for condoms. Those two sure could cum a lot…
"Oh my…" Yoruichi said with a deep giggle as she read over my shoulder.
"Yoruichi!" I shouted. "Fuck. I swear to god, if you don't stop reading over my shoulder, then you're going to be in big trouble."
"Oh yea? How?" Yoruichi thought she had me under her thumb.
"I won't write anymore in the diary, and I know how much you love to read what I write down. In fact, as a punishment, I'm not writing any more for the day." I said watching her pout.
Again, fuck my life – Ichigo.
So if this looks confusing, please tell me and I'll go to editing it. I haven't updated anything recently, I'm pretty sure I looked like I died, see you next time! Kaine.