Thunder from Down Under
Title: Thunder from Down Under
Rating: R
Characters/Pairings: Kokubun Taichi, Joshima Shigeru, Nagase Tomoya
Summary: TOKIO are strippers
Notes/Warnings: For JE Smut/Kink Meme Nov. 09. I should probably not write TOKIO ever again LOL
“You don’t look Australian,” the woman complained as she shoved the 1000 yen bill into the front of his g-string.
“I’m not,” Taichi informed her, bending down to stick his bare ass in her face.
“Well, that’s false advertising,” she said, smacking his ass so he’d get back up and thrust his crotch at her some more. “Thunder from down under.”
“We’re down under the train station,” he explained, licking his finger and dragging it down his stomach, watching her eyes follow it closely. “I didn’t name the place.”
She pushed him away. “That’s enough, I need the rest of my money for groceries.” So it ended there, and he smiled and waved her off.
Cheap bitch.
He strolled back to where the newest guy was waiting with a look of abject terror in his eyes. He could be 18, he could be 45. They don’t really ask around here, and Shigeru looked mostly like he wanted to be sick.
“We have to get that close to them?” Shigeru asked, voice trembling.
Taichi shrugged. “Yeah, that’s why they pay us the big bucks,” he answered, taking the sweaty bills from his g-string. They always used the most disgusting money - would it hurt to bring some crisp, new bills from time to time?
Across the club, Taichi scowled at the sight of him. Taichi always got stuck with the ugly ones, the fat ones, the ones who asked if they can pay for their lap dances in change. But there was an entire bachelorette party gathered around Tomoya, and Taichi wanted to put itching powder in the guy’s leopard-print thong.
“How come he’s so popular?” the naïve Shigeru inquired, still keeping his hands over his crotch, which was probably why nobody asked him for a dance yet that night.
Taichi narrowed his eyes. “He has a giant penis.”
“Seriously?”
“He’ll show you,” he complained. “It doesn’t take much, believe me.”
And of course, to Taichi’s dismay, Tomoya was waving them over with his giant hand. The guy was huge and not just between his legs. “Hey!”
Taichi pulled the reluctant Shigeru along to the bachelorette table where Tomoya was standing on top, his bow tie already untied by some skeevy broad’s teeth. “You rang?”
“He’s kind of shorter up close,” the future bride complained, and Taichi wanted to slap her, but bachelorette parties meant good money. He was surprised Tomoya was willing to share.
“You want to handle the mother?” Tomoya asked with a leer, slapping his own ass in time to the club music. The asshole.
Shigeru probably wanted to cry, but Taichi just shoved the guy down over the old hag’s lap and started smacking him on the ass. “Taichi!” Shigeru hissed, embarrassed, but the bride’s mom was really into it, her gnarled hand joining Taichi in the smacking.
It continued until Tomoya wowed everyone by taking off his thong. Shigeru’s eyes looked about ready to pop out of his skull. “It’s…it’s…I’ve never seen…”
He patted Shigeru on the shoulder. “Yeah, I know.”
The bachelorettes, bride and hag mother went crazy. Taichi and Shigeru were no longer required as they slunk back to the bar.
Rating: R
Characters/Pairings: Kokubun Taichi, Joshima Shigeru, Nagase Tomoya
Summary: TOKIO are strippers
Notes/Warnings: For JE Smut/Kink Meme Nov. 09. I should probably not write TOKIO ever again LOL
“You don’t look Australian,” the woman complained as she shoved the 1000 yen bill into the front of his g-string.
“I’m not,” Taichi informed her, bending down to stick his bare ass in her face.
“Well, that’s false advertising,” she said, smacking his ass so he’d get back up and thrust his crotch at her some more. “Thunder from down under.”
“We’re down under the train station,” he explained, licking his finger and dragging it down his stomach, watching her eyes follow it closely. “I didn’t name the place.”
She pushed him away. “That’s enough, I need the rest of my money for groceries.” So it ended there, and he smiled and waved her off.
Cheap bitch.
He strolled back to where the newest guy was waiting with a look of abject terror in his eyes. He could be 18, he could be 45. They don’t really ask around here, and Shigeru looked mostly like he wanted to be sick.
“We have to get that close to them?” Shigeru asked, voice trembling.
Taichi shrugged. “Yeah, that’s why they pay us the big bucks,” he answered, taking the sweaty bills from his g-string. They always used the most disgusting money - would it hurt to bring some crisp, new bills from time to time?
Across the club, Taichi scowled at the sight of him. Taichi always got stuck with the ugly ones, the fat ones, the ones who asked if they can pay for their lap dances in change. But there was an entire bachelorette party gathered around Tomoya, and Taichi wanted to put itching powder in the guy’s leopard-print thong.
“How come he’s so popular?” the naïve Shigeru inquired, still keeping his hands over his crotch, which was probably why nobody asked him for a dance yet that night.
Taichi narrowed his eyes. “He has a giant penis.”
“Seriously?”
“He’ll show you,” he complained. “It doesn’t take much, believe me.”
And of course, to Taichi’s dismay, Tomoya was waving them over with his giant hand. The guy was huge and not just between his legs. “Hey!”
Taichi pulled the reluctant Shigeru along to the bachelorette table where Tomoya was standing on top, his bow tie already untied by some skeevy broad’s teeth. “You rang?”
“He’s kind of shorter up close,” the future bride complained, and Taichi wanted to slap her, but bachelorette parties meant good money. He was surprised Tomoya was willing to share.
“You want to handle the mother?” Tomoya asked with a leer, slapping his own ass in time to the club music. The asshole.
Shigeru probably wanted to cry, but Taichi just shoved the guy down over the old hag’s lap and started smacking him on the ass. “Taichi!” Shigeru hissed, embarrassed, but the bride’s mom was really into it, her gnarled hand joining Taichi in the smacking.
It continued until Tomoya wowed everyone by taking off his thong. Shigeru’s eyes looked about ready to pop out of his skull. “It’s…it’s…I’ve never seen…”
He patted Shigeru on the shoulder. “Yeah, I know.”
The bachelorettes, bride and hag mother went crazy. Taichi and Shigeru were no longer required as they slunk back to the bar.