Swingr, 3/5
User: keio_unicorns_8
Location: Nakamura, Nagoya, JAPAN
Swing Pad Visited: KJAdachi83
Location: Adachi, Tokyo, JAPAN
Rating: FIVE out of FIVE
I spent an enjoyable week as the guest of KJAdachi83, otherwise Roommates K and J. Some may consider their Swing Pad a bit off the beaten path, but I found the locale to be charming and not inconvenient for my needs. I received personalized and generous hospitality - for an additional but not unreasonable fee, I also received meals. All made from scratch and in line with my tastes! Both roommates are excellent chefs! Let me first describe the accommodations themselves. My bedroom for the week was fully furnished, comfortable, and thoroughly…
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“I’m home,” Jun called out.
“Welcome home,” Nino replied, stretching a little on the couch.
Jun padded into the living room, rolling his eyes when he saw what Nino was watching on the TV. “I guess you’ve finally forgiven me, then?”
Nino nodded, watching Sakurai Sho fuck his roommate so hard it was a wonder Jun wasn’t limping. What a marvelous tape this was, better than anything he’d have to pay for on Fuck Palace dot com. And he could replay it as often as he liked. He’d even put a copy of it on his phone so he could watch it at work. He had a sip of his beer, patting the sofa beside him. “I usually mute it when you start howling though. Kills the mood.”
Jun chuckled. “You’re such a liar.” He flopped down beside Nino, looking at him with those big, pretty eyes of his. “You like the sounds I make.”
Nino shrugged, not wanting to really admit to the truth of it. He’d have to hear Jun’s noises tonight anyhow.
“She back yet?” Jun asked while the video of him and their recent houseguest continued to play on in the background.
Nino checked his phone. 6:32 PM. He had to leave for work by 8:45, so he was getting a little antsy. “She told me 6:00.”
“Yeah, but it’s rush hour,” Jun said.
“I guess so, but I’m not refunding her if she can’t be bothered to get back here for the main event. It’s what she wants, after all.”
Jun shook his head. “Ah, the struggles of Swingr.”
Their current guest, sparkle1990, was a twenty-five year old bank teller from Kawasaki. Kiko-chan, tall and slim and perky in a manner that usually annoyed Nino, would be leaving in the morning. She’d booked a two night stay with them, politely asking if they’d be interested in a threesome.
Model-pretty with large expressive eyes, Nino and Jun had been baffled that someone like Kiko had been forced to turn to Swingr with such a request, but she’d been very upfront about the struggles she’d had before. “My ex-boyfriend was all for it until I realized he just wanted to be with two girls at the same time. He said if there was another man there that it would be disgusting. Men are slimeballs,” she’d written. “No offense meant.”
So the beautiful sparkle1990 was paying Nino and Jun to provide her with a night to remember, the chance to be with two men. Two men who wouldn’t be weirded out by the arrangement, and especially two men who wouldn’t mind letting her call the shots. After they’d sent along pictures of themselves, Kiko had replied with a frenzy of heart emojis and smily faces, sweetly asking if she could watch Nino and Jun kiss first before letting them fuck her next. They’d been agreeable.
As cute as their houseguest was, the first night had not been…ideal. Kiko had arrived early, waking Nino up from a nap. She’d then proceeded to spend most of the afternoon crying on his shoulder about some guy at work who’d led her on, which had prompted her to “treat herself” with a Swingr threesome in the first place.
And when the three of them had gone out for a quick dinner, Kiko had spent the rest of the evening locked in the toilet room groaning, the victim of a “bad burrito.” He and Jun presumed that her nervousness about the arrangement hadn’t helped her tummy either. She’d emerged from the toilet, embarrassed, letting them know of her intention to postpone until night two, and that she had “changed her mind” about “doing any butt stuff” with them before locking herself in the third bedroom.
So if sparkle1990 wanted her threesome, she had two hours left to get it. Nino finished watching the Sho and Jun sexcapades while Jun had a bath. It was 7:14 when Kiko finally arrived, having gone to work in Kawasaki as usual that morning. She arrived in a whirlwind, dropping her massive purse on the living room floor and putting her hands on her hips.
“You alright, Kiko-chan?” Nino asked, raising an eyebrow when he saw how annoyed she looked after what must have been an awful commute. “Still up for this?”
She nodded with firm determination, her bobbed hair framing her face. Although this cute girl had stunk up their toilet room for hours the night before and had crowded their bathroom sink with all her makeup and skin care products, she was still a paying guest, and Nino wanted to do right by her. Unlike Sakurai and Aiba, she came with very specific expectations, and he didn’t want to let her down.
Jun came out of his room at the sound of her arrival, grinning in his doorway. “Just to confirm again, Kiko-chan, no butt stuff?”
She wasn’t a shy girl by any means, her hand moving to pat herself on the bottom. “After yesterday? Nothing’s going anywhere near my butt.”
Nino showed her his phone. “I’m leaving in about an hour and a half. You ready?”
She offered them a peace sign and a smile that was a far cry from the sadness and stomach upset she’d suffered through the night before. “Let’s go!”
They opted for the third bedroom, and Nino and Jun sat on the bed waiting as she took a quick shower. The day before at dinner, Kiko had laid out her plan. She’d wanted to be fucked by them both at the same time, and he and Jun had done rock-paper-scissors to determine who’d be responsible for the vaginal sex (Jun) and who’d be on ass duty (Nino). That plan would have to be altered now.
Kiko arrived, hair piled up on top of her head and tied with a scrunchie, holding a towel loosely around her slim body. He and Jun were already naked, sitting on the bed casually. She smiled at the sight of them. “Have I said thanks yet?” she asked them, blushing a little. “Because this is awesome.”
“You can come back any time for something new,” Jun said with a wicked wink. Though he’d been so opposed to Swingr at the start, Nino noticed that his roommate was now brimming with confidence. All the anxiety of that sex drought had melted away, and he was back to being the sex fiend Nino knew and loved.
Kiko held her towel closed with one hand, padding over to her bright pink overnight bag. She unearthed a bullet vibrator with a long cord connected to a battery pack. “Since I’m not really in the mood for the two-in-one deal,” she said, her voice full of nervous excitement, “I was wondering if Ninomiya-san could fuck Matsumoto-san while I watch and get myself off with this. And then after that, I would like it if Matsumoto-san could fuck me.”
“And what about me? I don’t get to be with you?” Nino teased. “Do I just get to watch him do it until I leave for work?”
She bit her lip, looking between the two of them with a twinkle in her eye. “Ninomiya-san, I’d like to see you use your imagination.”
Challenge issued, he looked over and saw the willingness in Jun’s eyes that matched the willingness in Kiko’s. Nino was surprised Jun didn’t put up a fight. He was all in, had no problem with the plan switching from Nino kissing him to Nino straight up fucking him. Nino almost wanted to kiss Kiko for her brilliant suggestion.
They decided to perform for her on the lower half of the bed while she got comfortable near the headboard. Kiko sat, resting her back against the headboard as she sat on the bath towel. Legs spread and knees bent, Nino groaned at the sight of her hard nipples, the neatly trimmed patch of black hair between her legs. It had been a while since he’d been in a woman’s bed, and he licked his lips at the sight of her long legs and soft-looking skin.
But it was Jun he was here to fuck instead now, all thanks to that villainous burrito from the night before. He and Jun faced each other, kneeling on the mattress as Kiko gave them orders in her sweet but teasing voice. Soon enough, Nino had Jun on his back, was covering him with kisses wherever Kiko wanted. “Bite his arm,” she was muttering, her breathing growing as heavy as theirs. “Lick his neck.”
It was a new experience entirely, hearing the little buzz once Kiko turned her vibrator on. He was hard, watching her rub the little bullet against her clit. He stroked his growing erection, meeting eyes with her while Jun, also under Kiko’s orders, had slicked his fingers with lube and was preparing himself for Nino to be inside him. Jun’s little grunts of pleasure were making him equally dizzy with want.
“How would you like me to fuck him, Kiko-chan?” Nino asked, offering her a wink, watching her chest rise and fall where she sat, seeing the slightest tremble to her legs where she kept them spread, fingers clutching the vibrator.
“Don’t tire him out,” Kiko grinned. “He still has to be with me next.”
“If stamina’s what you’re looking for, then you’ve come to the right place.” Nino looked over, stroking his nervous fingers down Jun’s bare thigh, almost lost at the sight of Jun’s fingers slipping into his own hole. “Jun-kun’s…Jun-kun’s a very hardworking young man.”
Kiko laughed at that, and it sounded like she was very comfortable, very happy, even if she wasn’t going to get exactly what she’d wanted from the start. Nino heard the intensity of buzzing on the vibrator increase. She’d kicked up the setting, and he looked over. “Should we try to come at the same time?” he asked. “Would you like that?”
“I would,” she said with a gentle nod.
He turned, looking at his roommate, who had probably been fucked more in the last month than he had in the last few years. Jun was lying on his back, one arm behind his head while his hard cock waited impatiently for attention. His eyes were dark, lustful. Needy in a way Nino wasn’t used to seeing, at least aimed in his direction. With all his running, all his visits to the gym, it left Jun looking like a statue of a buff Greek god, Nino thought bitterly, wishing his roommate would fool around with him more often. He had to take advantage of it this time, though with his nervousness about being late for work, Nino had a feeling he’d come pretty quickly. He rolled on a condom and leaned forward, tapping his fingers against Jun’s knee.
“You ready?”
Nino couldn’t help being a little anxious, since he’d always been on the receiving end any time he and Jun had been together. And he’d thought that Kiko would have asked for that too since Jun was taller, bigger than Nino was. Wasn’t that what girls into BL manga and stuff liked? Apparently sparkle1990 didn’t subscribe to that philosophy.
Spreading Jun’s legs wide, he pushed home with little preamble, burying himself in Jun’s tight, slick heat, hearing him groan eagerly in surprise. Fuck, he couldn’t believe he’d never gotten to do this before. He looked over, seeing how dark Kiko’s eyes had grown, her fingers shaking as she slowly dragged the noisy little bullet along her clit, staring at the sight of Nino’s cock moving in and out of Jun’s ass.
“Kiko-chan?” he said, rocking against Jun with a bit more force. “Is this good?”
She nodded, the fingers of her free hand moving between her legs to spread herself more, to expose more of herself to the pulsing whims of her vibrator. “Fuck him. Hard.”
Nino grinned, looking over to find Jun staring at him, looking up and panting, a bead of sweat rolling down his chin. Goodness, did snobby Matsumoto Jun actually enjoy the feeling of Nino’s cock inside him? Nino snapped his hips a little, letting Jun absorb the impact, watching him shudder, watching his eyes flutter shut. Everything was so dramatic with Jun, but Nino didn’t much mind.
He was probably going to end up with a stiff neck, looking back and forth between Jun under him, listening to his soft little moans, and sideways to Kiko, who was starting to move her body a little, almost mirroring Nino’s thrusts as she arched against her vibrator. When Jun started to move himself, desperate to take Nino’s cock as deep inside him as he could, Nino had a feeling he’d have to give up soon.
Instead of speed, he aimed for power, putting everything he had into fucking Jun, hearing him gasp in astonishment. Nino wasn’t lazy about everything, he wanted to point out. He shut his eyes, giving in to the hot, extraordinary feeling of getting to fuck his roommate and knowing he couldn’t complain about it. Since, after all, Jun wouldn’t want to let down a paying guest either.
“Ninomiya-san,” Kiko was gasping. “Oh my god…”
He looked over, saw that Kiko’s posture was more slumped now, that her whole body was trembling. He closed his eyes again, giving in, burying himself inside Jun with a soft cry of satisfaction. He stayed there, body over his roommate’s, letting the pleasurable warmth wash over him. He couldn’t help leaning forward, brushing a soft kiss to Jun’s forehead, earning a happy sigh in return.
When the buzz of the vibrator dulled and was finally turned off, Nino felt Jun stir a little beneath him. “Get off me,” Jun teased, arching his hips a little and causing Nino to pretty much slip out of him. “Get off me, I’ve got work to do.”
Nino rolled his eyes, his whole body still a little shaky. Too bad they didn’t have this on tape. It would have been a fun one to add to his rotation. Instead he crawled over, slipping the hot little bullet and the battery pack from Kiko’s shaking fingers, pressing a kiss to her cheek and setting the vibrator down on the nightstand.
He let Jun get romantic, moving off the bed so Jun could turn over, move to lie on top of Kiko. Jun was a good kisser, and Nino was a little envious when he saw Kiko’s arms wrap around Jun’s broad back, saw her legs spread wide for him. While Nino disposed of his condom, cleaning himself off and wiping some sweat from his tired face and body, he watched them kiss, watched Jun’s long, graceful fingers stroke through Kiko’s hair, the fingers on his other hand more firm as he gripped her leg tightly.
After a few minutes of that, Nino dug through the nightstand to be helpful, grabbing a condom for them and sneaking it between Jun’s hand and Kiko’s thigh. “Thank you, sir,” Jun said, leaning back so he could open it.
Kiko, still flushed and a bit overwhelmed from her earlier orgasm, looked over at Nino with sympathy in her eyes. “Thank you,” she mumbled, smiling at him.
“I didn’t even do anything to you yet,” he teased, running a hand through his hair.
“Do you have a plan?” she asked, still looking only at him as Jun paid them no mind, his cock hard and ready as he maneuvered Kiko’s legs just how he wanted. Kneeling before her, he nearly bent Kiko double, resting an ankle on each of his shoulders. Positioning himself and holding one of her legs steady with his other hand, Nino watched Kiko’s mouth drop open, her head falling back in surprise as Jun slowly pushed inside her, inch by inch, filling her completely.
“Are you going to look at him the whole time?” Jun teased, his fingers squeezing her leg a little.
“I don’t even know where to look,” she said, her voice almost a squeaky sound that made Nino chuckle.
“Look at me then,” Jun demanded.
“I don’t know,” Nino scoffed, having a seat on the bed and stroking his fingers across Kiko’s forehead. “I’m much more handsome. You should probably look at me.”
She just laughed, moaning as Jun continued to drive into her with firm, steady strokes. Kiko settled for not looking at either one of them, increasingly lost in her pleasure. Watching her, listening to her cries and listening to Jun fuck her, Nino was surprised to find himself getting hard again. It usually took a little longer than this, especially when he put in actual effort, but perhaps the evening’s special circumstances has blessed him with a shorter refractory period than usual.
He couldn’t help running his fingers up and down his legs, feeling the growing prickle of interest building in him. He bit his lip when he moved his hand inward, taking hold of his cock, finding it still quite sensitive to the touch. He settled for slow, gentle strokes, watching the two of them fuck. Watching Kiko’s painted-pink nails slide down Jun’s back, hearing her whimper at Jun’s forceful movements. Jun’s own fingers were going to leave marks on her pale skin, his grip on her tight and controlled.
As he heard the telltale sounds of Jun’s approaching orgasm, Nino quickly snatched Kiko’s phone from the nightstand, checking the time. 8:19 PM. He still had time. He watched Jun kiss her, gently easing her legs down, nuzzling her nose with his own in his sappy Jun way.
Nino leaned over, giving Jun’s shoulder a little push. “Me. My turn.”
Jun looked over, scoffing. “Yeah right. Don’t you have to leave?”
“I can do it. I have time,” Nino insisted, seeing Jun’s gaze fall upon his erection, seeming surprised that he was ready to go again already.
Jun slowly pulled out, giving Kiko one last peck on the cheek before moving out of the way. “You’re gonna fall asleep at work!”
“Hahaha, fuck you,” he said with a competitive lilt to his voice before leaning over, brushing a sweaty strand of hair from Kiko’s face. She was probably going to be feeling this in the morning, considering how Jun the show-off had found it necessary to go for a sex position best suited to circus performers. Nino stroked her face. “Kiko-chan?”
She opened her eyes, looking a bit tired. “Mmm?”
He got straight to the point, turning a little so she could see his cock standing at attention. “Surprise. Shall we?”
“I thought I said use your imagination,” she said, rolling over onto her side, looking up at him with a lazy smile. “This isn’t very imaginative.”
“Yeah,” Jun said from somewhere in the bathroom, his voice carrying into the room. “Yeah, you’re just being greedy now, Nino.”
He rolled his eyes, leaning forward so he could whisper in her ear. “Does it really count as a threesome if you only fuck one of us?”
She reached out a hand, tickling her fingers across his ribs. Her reply was whispered as well. “It was really fun to watch you two, I’m not mad or disappointed.” It was hard to tell given how flushed she already was, but he could have sworn she was blushing now. “We can try again another time. Another time when I don’t have a sore butt from so much…”
He slid his hand over her mouth. “Please don’t say ‘from so much pooping’ just to get me to leave you be. I’m not falling for that, and nothing you can say will make me not want you right now.”
Her eyebrow raised, and he saw happiness in her eyes.
When he moved his hand, she giggled a little. “I wasn’t going to say poop.” He watched her slowly move, sitting up so she could lean forward, wrap her arm around his neck. She kissed him softly, moving her hand to his cock and giving it a firm stroke that had him gasping against her mouth. When she let him go, her fingertips gave his earlobe a tug. “I was gonna say ‘from so much explosive diarrhea.’”
He gaped at her until she kissed him again. “You’re gross,” he teased, taking one of her breasts in his palm and squeezing it, liking the appreciative gasp he received in reply. “Kiko-chan, you’re a very gross girl.”
“I may be gross, but you still have a hard-on.”
He chuckled, hearing the shower turn on in the other room. Jun wasn’t going to be a factor, and once they stopped teasing and kissing, Nino figured he had a good six or seven minutes before he had to dress for work and run out the door.
“Gonna fuck you fast, Gross Girl,” he said, leaning away so he could tug another condom out of the drawer.
She tried to jokingly sneak away while he was opening the condom wrapper, and he laughed, crawling across the bed to tug her back to him. It was very different from being with Jun, he realized as soon as she was under him, her legs pretzeling around him. She was softer, and it had been so long since he’d been with a woman that the scent of her arousal was driving him wild. In all likelihood he would definitely doze off at work because her encouraging little gasps were going to make this a very quick but vigorous little workout.
Having only just recovered from getting to fuck Jun, a privilege and a pleasure in every way, he could just feel how happy she was, her body trembling under him, moaning desperately the harder he pushed against her. He almost felt like recording a video testimonial and sending it to Swingr himself. “I’m having the best sex of my life!” he’d say in the video. “Thanks Swingr!”
Soon she was coming, and he could feel it, could feel her squeeze around him, enough to bring him right along with her. He was rewarded with his second orgasm that night, breathing heavily in his satisfaction. He rested his head against her chest, hearing the thundering of her heart. He could only hope she’d gotten what she’d paid for. Then again, knowing Jun, he’d probably come in here in the middle of the night to go down on her just to be able to rub it in Nino’s face later.
Ah, let him, Nino thought. Let him go down on her until he fell asleep with his nose buried in her crotch. Nino was too happy and too satisfied to care about Jun and his constant need for one-upmanship.
Kiko patted his head. “Ninomiya-san.”
He snuggled her in protest. “I know. I knowwwwww.”
She laughed, stretching her arm out to grab her phone from the nightstand. Soon he had the light glaring in his face. “Well done,” she told him, the phone telling him it was now 8:39 PM.
Sighing, he gave her hardened nipple a teasing little bite before he moved away, dumping the condom in the trash with his other one, the proof of a very, very good evening. She was still lying there in the afterglow when he returned a few minutes later, dressed for work even when he wanted to just slide in beside her and fall asleep.
“I’ll be back in the morning,” he said with a little boop of his finger against her nose. “Gross Girl.”
“Nighty night,” she mumbled, fluttering her fingers at him in farewell.
He called a good night to Jun, heading off to work with a spring in his step.
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Private Chat with sparkle1990
sparkle1990: How much would you charge for pictures?
KJAdachi83: nino here. what pictures?
sparkle1990: Pictures of you.
sparkle1990: And Matsumoto-kun.
KJAdachi83: i have a wide and varied collection of gorgeous pictures of myself available at all times
KJAdachi83: although the subject is usually the same
KJAdachi83: hint hint it’s my dick
sparkle1990: LOL!! You are so silly!!
sparkle1990: I meant would you be willing to take pictures, you and Matsumoto-kun together? So I can have them.
KJAdachi83: what kind of pictures?
KJAdachi83: me and jun-kun holding hands and skipping through a field?
KJAdachi83: me and jun-kun in maid cosplay?
KJAdachi83: me and jun-kun riding horses on the beach side by side, our hair blowing in the breeze?
sparkle1990: LOL just pictures of you two together. Kissing…more than kissing is good too.
sparkle1990: It would just be something nice, I wouldn’t share them, I promise. It would get me hot.
KJAdachi83: i don’t know, the horse one sounds pretty amazing
sparkle1990: Sure sure XD
sparkle1990: Please Nino???
KJAdachi83: i should take pictures while he’s sleeping, posing with my dick next to his mouth
sparkle1990: No way!!
sparkle1990: Consensual situations only XD
KJAdachi83: i will consult with his majesty. he’ll want full editorial control over any and all photographic transactions
KJAdachi83: but i promise i will ask him
sparkle1990: Okay then ;)
sparkle1990: Thanks!
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He was halfway through chopping the first onion, swim goggles keeping him from crying, when he heard the noisy cheer in the living room.
Jun ignored it since Nino routinely let out a whoop of excitement whenever he leveled up in one of the eighty different games he was playing. He continued his methodical chopping until he heard footsteps behind him. Nino wasn’t stupid enough to come up and tickle him when Jun was using his good knives, merely waiting patiently.
“Ugh,” Nino grumbled. “So many fucking onions.”
He set the knife down on the cutting board, turning around and gesturing to his goggles. “I told you what I was doing. French onion soup requires onions. Now get out of here.”
Nino shook his head, blinking back tears as he reached out and tugged Jun by both wrists.
“Nino, come on, I don’t have time for this.”
He was brought into the living room and directed to sit down on the couch. Nino gestured to his laptop. It was set to the Swingr homepage.
“What am I looking at?”
Nino sat on his lap, making Jun sigh in irritation. With one arm perched around Jun’s neck, he gestured to the website, pointing to their KJAdachi83 screen name. Squinting a little through the goggles, he finally saw what Nino was referring to. Next to their screen name was a small swing-set symbol.
“Now look at this,” Nino said, clicking over to their shared email account. Inside was an email from Swingr, congratulating them on reaching a higher status. They’d leveled up…sort of. After five five-star reviews from guests, any Swing Pad would be denoted as a “Certified Playground”, meaning that enough users had offered good feedback. As a Certified Playground, as stupid as the name was, their listing in Swingr would be more likely to show up earlier in searches or be featured on the homepage.
It also meant that they received a cash bonus of 20,000 yen. Not a lot, but it was free money. Apparently there were a lot more Swingrs using the service than Swing Pad hosts like themselves. Even after joining, Nino had been keeping track. They were the only Swing Pad within ten miles right now. Nino and Jun had proven themselves to be steady and reliable, committed to Swingr’s mission. Or, in other words, people really liked to fuck them.
He snorted. “I don’t know if this is really amazing or really pathetic,” Jun admitted, realizing that their willingness to prostitute themselves on the Internet was proving rather successful.
“As we agreed, the bonus money goes to rent,” Nino admitted, leaning over to kiss Jun’s cheek, giving the strap of the goggles a little snap.
Jun squirmed a little. “Can I get back to my food? I was in the middle of it.”
Nino ignored him, turning in his lap to face him. Nino didn’t seem to have a problem with the swim goggles either, settling his arms around Jun’s neck and kissing him. He allowed it for a while, if only because Nino had been less of an asshole lately. Since they had more frequent guests, Nino was less of a slob. He started washing dishes before Jun had to remind him not to leave stuff sitting overnight. He left all his dirty clothes in his own room instead of leaving dirty socks in the bathroom, underwear in the living room, t-shirts on top of the washing machine instead of inside it. Nino even changed a light bulb the other day instead of sitting defiantly in the dark.
He allowed Nino’s playful tongue to poke around in his mouth for a while, knowing that the free money probably had him turned on. He finally dragged his lips away, rolling his eyes. “Come on, let me get back to my food.”
“No,” Nino insisted, kissing under his jaw, brushing his mouth against his Adam’s apple. “No. Starve instead.”
He tried to push Nino off. “You’re a creep. Save it for our houseguests.”
Nino only held onto him more tightly, wrapping his legs around Jun’s middle, clinging like a koala. “Come on, we need to take pictures for Kiko-chan anyway.”
Jun got to his feet, Nino still attached to him and kissing his neck. Obstinately, he tried to walk to the kitchen anyhow. “Kiko-chan can reserve the room and take all the pictures of us that she wants. Hell, Kiko-chan can hire Sho-san to stay here and take photos on her behalf.”
“Ah, should I just send Kiko the video of you and Sho-chan? Not for free of course, but I bet she’d love it…”
He finally detangled himself from Nino, shoving him away and reaching for his knife. “I’m chopping these onions and I’m making my soup. Go find something else to do.”
Nino finally left him alone, but he was only halfway through slicing up onion number two when the buzzer went off. “You expecting someone?” Nino asked.
“No.”
He heard Nino move to the door, heard him open it up, and there was a lot of muffled talking in the genkan. Jun ignored it, keeping up his chopping until there were three people in the kitchen staring at him.
Jun looked up, squinting through the goggles to see Nino, Aiba, and someone he’d never seen before…although he looked a little familiar.
Nino sighed. “Jun-kun, this is Yusuke, Aiba-kun’s younger brother.”
That explained it. He looked just like Masaki. Jun continued slicing. “Why are you here? We didn’t check the incest box on Swingr.”
“What’s Swingr?” Aiba Yusuke asked, and then the older brother was clearing his throat, knocking on the kitchen counter for attention.
“Jun-kun?” Aiba asked, blinking back tears. Why were these three idiots just standing in here when Jun was clearly doing kitchen dirty work? Especially when two out of three idiots already worked in foodservice. “Jun-kun, Yusuke and I will be staying here tonight.”
He looked up, frowning. Nino made a little hand gesture to symbolize money. Apparently Aiba was going to pay, even though his brother had no idea what was going on.
“You want any help in here?” Aiba asked, moving to reach for the block of cheese Jun had set out and the box grater.
He finally chased the three of them out, grumbling that he’d make enough soup for everyone if they’d simply go away. The hushed conversation continued in the living room, and an hour later Jun’s soup was ready. He’d planned to get multiple meals out of it, but now he had little choice but to feed the guests.
They all sat around the table in the living room. Nino looking annoyed, Aiba Masaki looking content, and Aiba Yusuke barely touching his food. “Why are you staying here?” Jun finally asked.
The story was a lengthy one, but it all boiled down to one thing. Yusuke was just as innocent and kind as his older brother, perhaps even more so. His now ex-girlfriend, not the brightest crayon in the box, had signed up for a work-from-home business selling makeup and skin cream. To Jun it sounded like a scam or a pyramid scheme, the girlfriend not making any money on her sales unless she recruited five more people. It was Yusuke’s and Aiba’s savings that the girlfriend had used to pay in to the scam. And now she’d dumped Yusuke, leaving all the merchandise with him to deal with.
The apartment above the restaurant that Aiba and his younger brother shared was now packed from floor to ceiling with shitty makeup the girlfriend had left behind, and if they couldn’t recover the money, they had no emergency backup cash in case there were ever problems with their restaurant.
“We’re not buying it off you,” Jun insisted immediately, having an idea where the conversation was going. “Tell me you didn’t come all the way from Chiba to ask us to buy makeup.”
“I already told them that,” Nino explained. “I also told him to sell it on eBay.”
“What about your parents?” Jun continued. “Can’t they help you?”
Yusuke looked petrified. “If my mom found out I used all that money for this, I think she’d kill me.”
“If I was your mom, I’d definitely kill you,” Nino said, having another slurp of soup.
“But you do all those events, Jun-kun,” Aiba explained. “Like weddings and stuff. Couldn’t you maybe, I don’t know, find a bride to negotiate with? Ask her to buy some as wedding favors or gifts for her friends or…”
“Aiba-san…Aiba Masaki-san, that is. Will you please join me and Ninomiya-san in our guest room?”
Jun got to his feet in a huff, the oblivious younger brother putting another spoonful of soup in his mouth. The three of them went into the third bedroom and closed the door.
“Are you really using Swingr to help us fund your brother’s ex-girlfriend’s pyramid scheme?” Jun hissed at him, giving Aiba a shake. “Swingr is for you to come here and fuck us, not fuck around with us.”
Aiba smiled that easy smile of his. “But we’re friends, aren’t we? I wouldn’t have come to you guys if I didn’t trust you, if I didn’t think you’d listen and help us to brainstorm some ideas for how to fix this. And plus, another shipment arrived the other day, so Yusuke’s been sleeping on the kitchen floor. His entire bedroom is full of boxes. I figured coming here tonight would let him sleep in a real bed for the first time in like, a whole week.”
Nino pinched the bridge of his nose. “I work at a storage place, dumbass. Why not rent a storage locker to keep all that shit?”
Aiba’s smile grew wider. “See? You guys are so smart!”
Despite Nino’s complaints, Jun agreed to let the Aiba brothers stay for free that night on account of their money problems. Yusuke would use the third bedroom while Aiba would bunk with Nino. Jun was fairly certain there’d be more than just bunking going on, but he didn’t really care.
Nino would use his manager discount to get Masaki and Yusuke a decent rental price on a storage unit so the two of them could at least sleep in their own beds at home moving forward. As for the makeup, the Aiba brothers decided that if they could at least make half the money back that they’d be okay. In exchange for Nino’s help at getting them set up on eBay, Masaki promised to give up on other Swing Pads for the next six months, that he’d only use Swingr to come stay with them. Nino and Jun would also be able to dine at their restaurant for free for the next year.
Deal struck, Nino and Aiba disappeared into Nino’s bedroom. Jun sat in the living room, watching Aiba’s younger brother laugh at a dumb variety show. Jun couldn’t help grinning. If he’d ever done anything as stupid as Yusuke had done, Jun knew that his older sister would never have helped him out. His sister wouldn’t have gone to her friends asking for help, much less people she only knew from an app. Instead she’d have called him a dumbass and left him to clean up his own mess.
“Your brother’s a good guy,” he admitted.
Yusuke looked over, turning red. “Yeah, I know.”
When Jun heard the distinct sound of Nino’s headboard hitting the wall, he simply sighed and cranked up the volume on the TV. If Yusuke heard it, he was good at ignoring it.
He thought more about what Aiba had said. He’d said that he considered Nino and Jun his friends. Jun couldn’t help wondering what that meant - for the apartment, for him and Nino, and for the way they used Swingr moving forward.
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Private Chat with keio_unicorns_8
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Private Chat with LuvLotteMarines
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part four