Ultimate Sin

Ultimate Sin
WARNING: Shouta in this chapter. That’s boys with men. Don’t like, don’t read.
Discaimer: I don’t own Naruto or make money from writing.

Club Rookie

Kakashi couldn’t help but sit in his car and take a long draught from the little metal flask, trying to steady his nerves. He didn’t think that would be too suspicious for a first timer like he was tonight. The ideas about what he might see when he went down the elevator into the basement were already making him queasy. His hands shook as he tried to screw the cap back on the container. Taking a deep breath he hopped out the car and strode toward the gigantic guard by the elevator. He stood out side the first set of doors with security wire embedded in the glass. A buzzing sound told him to move forward and soon he was standing in a stark white area in front of the lifts. He pulled out his ID and the swipe card he been given when he’d met with the silver haired man with the glasses this afternoon. Loosening his tie and sticking his hand in the pocket of the very expensive suit he’d purchased, he waited anxiously for the hulking man to check the list on the clipboard he held in his hand. After giving Kakashi the once over and eyeing the mask on the lower half of his face and the scarf that covered his red eye the guard unlocked the elevator and pressed the button, opening the doors immediately.

“Enjoy yourself.” The guard gave Kakashi a lecherous grin making the incognito business man very glad when the metal doors slid shut behind him. He stuck his hands in his pockets trying to look nonchalant as he was certain there were cameras in every corner of this facility. The motion of the elevator was making him feel queasy and he leaned back against the railing along the back wall in a manner that he was sure would give him a more relaxed look. Inside he was wondering if he could really do this. For him to not give off a hint of suspicion he’d have to do things in this place. Things that would damn him forever, both mentally and philosophically.

The doors slid open again leading him out into a room that wouldn’t have seemed out of place as the ballroom in a fancy hotel if the lighting hadn’t been so low. Chandeliers were hanging above his head and red velvet seemed to decorate every corner of the spacious room. He tried not to look at the twelve and thirteen year old boys that were serving drinks and being pulled onto the laps of customers. One boy with long brown hair and dark innocent eyes was pushed over a table and two men began biting the pale ass cheeks and thrusting their fingers into his petite body roughly, the short, green, silk kimono that he was wearing pushed up his back revealing that he had nothing on underneath.

Kakashi shuddered and turned away. Heading down a small flight of stairs and sitting in a booth in the middle of the room. He looked around the edge of the room. Many of the booths were filled with one or two men and most hand a young, beautiful boy sitting on one of the men’s lap or under the table servicing customers. Many other boys were waiting the tables, bringing drinks and smiling softly. All the boys were dressed in similar short kimonos and ranged in age from roughly 10 to 16. He was glad to see that most of the youngest boys seemed to be waiting tables and not yet getting fucked in a corner by someone old enough to be their grandfather. He noticed the boy from the picture serving a table a tray of drinks, his heart dropping whine he saw a thick fingered hand snake up the back of the silky garment for a vigorous grope of the prepubescent ass making the boy whimper in fright. A large man in a dark shirt stepped forward and whispered a harsh word to the man who immediately withdrew his hand. The boy gave a frightened look to the guard who shooed him back to the bar. The sudden sound of a smooth voice from beside him caught his attention.

“Welcome to the club.” A man with black eyes and wild black hair stood beside his table, an unsettling smile on his face. “My name is Mardra and I’m co-proprietor of this establishment. It seems like a good idea to explain the rules of the club right off the hop. The boys in the red Kimonos are off limits for everything but light groping or light kissing. Any penetration is out of the question. They’re to be admired and not touched.” Kakashi looked around the room and exhaled slowly as he realized that the youngest boys were in the red kimonos, as was Konohamaru.

“Boys in the blue and green kimonos are there to do as you will on the floor. Nothing too excessive that might disturb other customers. Blue kimonos represent boys that can be bought for the night or permanently. We charge a housing fee if you purchase merchandise that you want to be housed here. Each boy is an individual type and price. If you have certain necessities such as toys please inform someone at the bar or one of the servers. I’ll let you take inventory of the selection and be back in a few minutes.”

The man moved away from the table shook hands with a middle aged man Kakashi recognized as a city councilman. His mind raced as he thought about how big this bust was going to be if he could pull this off. An oddity caught his eye as a brunette, who seemed to be at least fifteen, brought the politician his drink. The boy still seemed young, the lithe body still developing but fine definition could be seen on the bronzed chest and stomach that was peeking out from the partially open red silk robe.
The single grey eye whipped around the room, noticing that the brunette was definitely the only older boy in a red kimono. His stomach churned when he saw a boy in a green robe slide into a booth beside him, kneeling on the banquet to blow a member that had been pulled out of one of the occupant’s pants while another excited, possibly new member began to stroke the red headed boy’s pale ass. His eyes darted back to the graceful brunette, who flitted around the room with trays of drinks. He watched the boy for ten minutes before the same smarmy voice drew his attention back up to the club owner.

“You seem to have seen something that has captured his interest. May I facilitate a transaction for you?” Kakashi nodded slowly before pulling a twenty-five thousand dollar brick out of the inside pocket of his suit jacket before a ten thousand wad right after it.

“For the remainder of my fee and I want him.” Kakashi gestured to the older boy in the red Kimono, watching Mardra’s face for a reaction. He didn’t get much, only a slight furrowing of the elegant black brows.

“Dolphin, huh. He’s a favorite of my partner. I have no problem with this but I’ll have to clear it. I’m sure for ten thousand dollars we can make him available tonight.” Kakashi nodded not taking his eyes off the delicate young brunette. The teen was incredibly beautiful and still almost feminine in his youth. Kakashi hoped his face, or at least what could be seen of it, looked as hungry and predatory as he thought it did, his eyes flicking across the room where Mardra was talking to another man with long black hair, presumably his partner. Annoyed and possessive yellow eyes flicked his way but with a curt nod the unknown partner sent Mardra back towards him. The now grinning pimp snagged the boy know as Dolphin’s arm as he made his way back to Kakashi’s table. Kakashi couldn’t help but let his eyes rake over the narrow body that was presented to him.

“This,” Mardra waved his arm in presentation before gently pulling one side of the robe off one of the bronze shoulders, “is Dolphin. He’s been with us longer than any other product. He’s a shy submissive and rules for use are level 1, minimal. Just remember that if you beat him to death, we beat you to death. Would you like toys or whips for tonight? Dolphin is one of the few pieces of merchandise we allow the use of a bull whip on.”

“No, just some privacy and a room without any cameras will be sufficient for tonight.” Kakashi snapped curtly, sliding a hand under the silk robe and stroking the soft skin of the angular hip. Mardra just smiled and collected the money off the table.

“Room four will be available to you whenever you want it. Dolphin will show you the way.” Kakashi swallowed thickly and made sure to keep all his attention on the boy in front of him. Tugging lightly on the captured hip, pulling the tight, tanned body towards him, he settled the blushing young man on his lap. The PI knew he had to make a good show of this so he began sliding his hands over the smooth, dark skin, trying to avoid anything that might come off as too sexual.

The sinful full lips above him parted in desire as the long pale fingers tickled his ribs. As Iruka looked into the deep grey eye that was traveling over his body he got the distinct impression that this man wasn’t going to be like most of the clients he served. While there was a commanding presence about him, he didn’t seem violent or abusive. No his touches were delicate and considerate, almost tentative as the hands move carefully over his body. Iruka’s interest was peaked as he wondered whether the mask on the man’s face was to hide his identity or to cover up some sort of disfigurement. The single visible eye flicked down to his hardening cock that was peaking out from the folds of his kimono before immediately moving to his face as if afraid he’d been caught doing something naughty.

“Is this your first time at the club?” Kakashi felt his face heat up under the thin mask as the soft voice whispered in his ear and a small hand began to stroke his hair. Pulse racing Kakashi tried to block out the innocent face by closing his eyes as the other small hand closed over his and guided it down the curvy waist to the rather impressively sized erection for someone of that age. “It’s okay. You can look at me. You can touch me.” Kakashi tried to force from his head how wrong those words sounded in that delicate voice.

‘He’s a whore. He’s used to this. He’s older than the other kids and he’s been here the longest. He’s the best choice. Don’t think about the fact that you’re jerking off a minor think about that poor kid’s uncle and his broken knees. You have to do this.’ Kakashi’s inner monologue was doing a decent job of convincing him not to feel bad about the fact that his erection was now digging into the boy’s barely covered ass. ‘It’s only natural to be aroused. This boy is beautiful and he’s sitting in my lap. It’s oka…’
He opened his eyes only to find that perfect, innocent face staring back at him. The warm brown eyes were lidded with pleasure as their hands moved up and down the engorged shaft. This was all manner of wrong. This was the ultimate sin. Whether or not this boy, this child was willing it was still a rape, a molestation and degradation of childhood innocence. Covertly stealing a glance over the sexy developing shoulder he noticed that many sets of eyes were on them including the owner with the yellow eyes. He had to get off the floor before he blew his cover.

“Dolphin, does room number four have any cameras or microphones?” The cinnamon chin dipped before leaning in tight to the side of Kakashi’s head.

“One microphone, hidden in the radio. No one’s supposed to know about it.” Kakashi nodded slowly, thinking that could easily be dealt with.

“Good. Let’s go. I have a sudden need for some privacy.” With that, Dolphin pushed off Kakashi’s chest and grabbed one of the pale hands and let the new client up a long curved staircase to the second floor.
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