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Okama (boys love)

Henko is not your normal bar owner. She may be pretty and she may be smart. However, she is actually a he. Meet Henko Ai. Henko is a man that dresses and looks like a woman. He runs a host/bar that is called Okama. Nothing out of the ordinary has happened until he started to hear some rumors. There is a Mafia gang that is wanting to expand their territory. They are also threatening the business's that are in that area to pay a protection fee. Henko hopes that the gang never sets foot in his area. Yet, at the same time. He has his mind on something else. Henko is saved by a mysterious man. He may even had fallen in love. Who is this man, and why is he at Henko's bar making demands?

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Chapter 46

"Feels good! More!" Henko begged.

"You don't have to ask me. I will give you as much as you want." Ivan panted out. He grabbed a hold of Henko's legs and pushed them against his lover's chest. His thrust became quicker and deeper.

"Ivan! I'm about to come! Henko moaned out.

"I'm almost there too." Ivan panted as he thrust faster into his lovers begging body. Henko knew he was almost there. It was just a few more thrusts.

"Ivan…I'm coming!" Henko arched his back. His muscles tightened. Semen was spilled all over his chest and neck. Ivan couldn't hold it anymore. The tightness was the last straw. He came inside his lover and held onto Henko's hips. Falling forward a bit, Ivan caught himself. The two men allowed their heartbeats to calm down before Ivan removed his limp member from his lovers' body. "Was that good?" Henko questioned. Ivan smiled.

"It was the best just like the other times we have made love." Ivan replied. He leaned down and kissed Henko again.

"That's good to hear." Henko replied. He snuggled up to Ivan. A chuckled was heard from the man.

"What's so funny?" Henko questioned.

"I was waiting for your 'I need to take a shower' comment that you did before." Ivan replied.

"I'm too tied. Plus, I'd rather just rest right here with you for a while. I will need to leave soon to open my store, but I want to stay with you for a bit longer. I'm sure you will be busy pretty soon."

"Well that's for sure." Ivan replied.

"See."

"I need to buy you a new dress. I can't believe it got ruined. It was the perfect color and everything." Ivan sighed. Henko couldn't help but smile.

After some time had passed. Ivan had kept his word about getting Henko a new dress. They went shopping, which was quite fun. He had never seen someone so involved in finding the perfect dress. Henko did feel a little bit embarrassed due to being in a high-class shop. Here you had two men, one dressed in a fancy suit, and another in a baggy T-shirt and PJ pants. The clothes belonged to Ivan. Not only did that feel strange, but they were both looking at high grade dresses. Henko was sure that the sales woman was wondering what they were up to. The shock really hit her when Ivan walked up to the woman with several articles of clothes.

"He wishes to try these on." Ivan spoke nonchalant. The sales woman looked around for what she expected to be a woman. Yet, there was just those two in the stores.

"O…Okay. Um… This way please." She spoke confused. Henko followed the woman to the dressing room. She gave Henko an odd look as he took a couple of the dresses with him into the dress room. Ivan sat on the bench and waited for Henko. Opening the door, Henko spoke out to Ivan.

"Ivan. I can't get this to zip up." Ivan got up from his spot and made his way to the room Henko was in. Opening the door and closing it, he was caught in awe for a moment before placing his normal poker face back on. Henko stood facing towards the mirror in front of him. His back widely open to Ivan. "Please zip this up. I want to see if this fits." Ivan walked over to Henko. He placed his hands on the smaller man's hips and leaned in closer into Henko's body. "Ivan, what are you?"

"Do you not know what you are doing to me right now?" Ivan questioned the younger man. He nipped the white neck that was exposed to him.

"Ivan. I didn't ask to do this." Henko was shocked to the sudden advances. Ivan brought his mouth to Henko's ear. He licked the outside before whispering,

"Haven't you ever thought how hot it would be to fuck in a dressing room?" Henko turned red and his knees felt like they were losing strength. It wasn't because of what Ivan had suggested. It was how he used his voice in that deep low tone. It turned Henko on whenever he heard that voice.

"I have never thought." Henko finally spoke out.

"Then shall we try?" Ivan brought one of his hands to Henko's chest and started to massage the nipple under it.

"Ivan." Henko gasped. He needed to stop this. They didn't have the time. Finding some strength, Henko turned around to face his lover.

"As much as that turns me on. We really don't have the time. I need to get another outfit and then open my bar." Ivan smirked. He kissed Henko lightly on the lips.

"Ok, fine." Ivan spoke out. "Then next time we have time…" Ivan leaned in closer to Henko's ear. One of Ivan's hands roamed under the dress and touched Henko's round ass. "I will fuck you in here until you can't stand anymore." Oh, how Henko would like to do that right now. Yet, he knew he had to keep a cool head.

"Fine. I will allow it. But first." Henko showed off the zipper. "I want to try on these dresses." Ivan smirked.