Pride and Passion Winner

Kabuki by CrysTravel2019

Yoshiwara is one of the most famous red districts in Japan. It was a place of forbidden pleasure; prostitutes and performers thrived. Many people in Japanese society, especially wives, see them as cursed trash. Those who held power also regarded workers in the red district as the lowest of the low.

Hypocrisy always wins. Those who hold power goes toward the very people they have deemed as trash and unworthy; the desire and pleasure overcome their supposed morality. One of the most well-known customers to go to the red district is Yoshitiro Shimadzu. Yoshitiro is from the famous and respected samurai clan Shimadzu. The clan has existed since the Kamakura period (1185-1333) and still exists, stronger and more influential than ever. 

Yoshitiro, thirty-two years old, stood at 5'6 and was considered very tall since many men would stand at 5'2. He had the usual chonmage hairstyle; his hair was pitch black; his eyes were dark and held intimidation and sternness. His lips were thin; his skin was warm beige with scars throughout his body from the many battles he did by orders of his Lords. Yoshitiro also had a slightly muscular body from his training and fights; many women desired him. 

Many men desired him in secret; men could have lovers and mistresses, even if they were married. However, those relationships were kept a secret to maintain their reputation intact.

Yoshitiro was not ashamed of his preferences and never hid who he was or what he liked. That was one of the reasons why he refused to marry. He knew that he would never be faithful if he were ever married to a woman. Yoshitiro wasn't heir to his clan; his clan head had many heirs to spare, which gave Yoshitiro the freedom to do what he wanted. However, the Samurai was wealthy from his heroic deeds and didn't stop anyone from going after him. The middle-aged Samurai would ignore the desperate suitors.

He went to the red district to see a particular performer, a Kabuki actor named Renjiro, who was twenty-two years old.

Renjiro's father sold him to the red district. Many male kabuki actors trained Renjiro, and the young man had a skill and talent for acting since the age of fifteen. Yoshitiro heard the stories of Renjiro's beauty and skill; one day, the Samurai went to see if what the rumors say were true. When Yoshitiro saw Renjiro act, he was in awe; Renjiro displayed so much emotion in his facial and body movements. The white makeup covering his face and the red lipstick gave Renjiro a feminine look; many onlookers confused him as a woman when they looked at him. It was humorous to Yoshitiro since Kabuki began with a woman, but men ran the profession as time passed.

Yoshitiro remembered the five months he went to see Renjiro's performances. The Samurai remembered how much Renjiro displayed emotions to the characters he played and how he moved his arms, hands, and legs. In the fifth month, Yoshitiro asked Renjiro's manager to have more private performances; Yoshitiro would make payments. The manager agreed without hesitation. When a performance was done, Yoshitiro would be taken to Renjiro's quarters, and the handsome young actor would act, sing, or read poetry. 

However, things changed three days ago; Renjiro told Yoshitiro something he never thought he would hear. "I love you." This surprised the stern Samurai that he stopped visiting for a week to process what Renjiro told him. Renjiro loved him in such a short period of time. Did Yoshitiro love Renjiro back? Yoshitiro was in the red district and going toward Renjiro's workplace. It was night, and the Samurai knew that the performance had ended. Renjiro's manager was happy and relieved to see him; he led Yoshitiro to Renjiro's quarters. There the Samurai sat and waited with his arms crossed.

After what seemed like an eternity, the sliding doors opened; Renjiro entered. His face was covered in makeup, and he wore a long black hair wig with a white female kimono that had hummingbird and flower decorations. Renjiro's eyes became wide as he slowly closed the sliding door shut; he got down on his knees and did a bow. "My Lord, you have brought me happiness with your presence. I feared that you would not return."

Yoshitiro was silent. "Hm, I cannot blame you for thinking so. Raise your head, Renjiro-san." The Kabuki actor did so.  "Sing and dance for me."

Renjiro stood as he took a white fan with pink sakura petals. He slowly and sensually began to move his body with the tune he sang. He sang about the forbidden love of two male lovers, one was a prostitute, and the other was a married lord. The two men were in love, and the male prostitute wanted something more, but the Lord's underlings felt the prostitute threatened their Lord's status and clan's position. The underlings gave their Lord two options, either end the relationship or the Lord was to lose his position.

The relationship was broken off, breaking the male prostitute; he committed suicide from despair. Yoshitiro watched and listened to Renjiro's performance until the Kabuki actor knelt before him, ending his performance. They were silent. Slowly, Yoshitiro lifted Renjiro's face; they looked at one another. Yoshitiro noticed Renjiro's tears flowing down his painted face; he gently wiped the tear away. "Why do you weep?"

"I feared that I would never see you again, my Lord. I knew I should have kept my feelings quiet, but it was killing me inside if I never told you how I felt."

Suddenly, Yoshitiro used parts of his kimono and gently wiped the makeup off Renjiro's face. Once the makeup was off, the Samurai saw Renjiro's pale skin glowed in the darkness; his eyes were soft brown, and his lips were full and slightly pink. Then, Yoshitiro took the wig off, exposing the actor's short black hair; it was smooth and touched the tip of his chin. "Beneath all the facade, I can now see your true beauty, outside and within." Then, the Samurai motioned Renjiro's face closer to his, and their lips touched. Yoshitiro then put his entire lips over the Kabuki actor.

Renjiro's eyes were wide open, but he kissed the man that had haunted his dreams and heart. He put his hands behind Yoshitiro's head, deepening the kiss. Eventually, they separated; a slip of saliva dripped. 

"My Lord, I-"

"It's Yoshitiro from now on." He motioned Ranjiro's hand onto his chest. Renjiro then slowly undid the knots that held the upper part of the kimono and then the lower parts. He slowly slid the upper part of Yoshitiro's kimono down, exposing his upper body filled with scars and slight muscle.

"Yoshitiro-sama, you indeed are a gift from the gods."

"As are you." Yoshitiro then motioned him down; his upper body now exposed, the bottom part of his clothing was slowly slipping. The Samurai then began to undo Renjiro's kimono. There were many layers; Yoshitiro got impatient as he got his sword, and parts of the kimono ripped with two swipes. 

Renjiro was in awe of Yoshitiro's skill; all he heard was true. He then exposed his body to the Samurai. His skin was pale, with no scars or imperfections. For Yoshitiro, Renjiro was indeed a magnificent being. However, he removed Renjiro's underwear, exposing his lover's erect cock. "This is not your first time, I presume."

The Kabuki actor sighed. "No, many men and women had me before you. Forgive me."

"There is nothing to forgive. After this night, you will officially be mine. No other will have a taste of you. Those who dare to do so will suffer by my sword. Understand?"

Renjiro felt a blush come across his face. "Yes, Yoshitiro-sama."

Then, Yoshitiro undid the rest of his clothing and was nude; his erect cock sprung out. This made the actor excited, and he slowly sat up. Renjiro got a hold of his lover's cock, slowly licking the tip and then engulfing it in his mouth. Yoshitiro felt Renjiro's mouth and tongue on his cock; he had many lovers, but none could give him such pleasure as Renjiro. He felt Renjiro slowly massaging his ball sack while still sucking on him. "Young demon you are."

Renjiro slowly looked at his lover and chuckled. Suddenly, he was pushed down on the floor; his legs were lifted and put on Yoshitiro's shoulders. Yoshitiro then engulfed Renjiro's cock in his mouth, sucking it softly yet tantalizingly. "Oh, by the gods!"  

Then, the Samurai trailed his lips down to Renjiro's butthole and slowly licked the outside, his tongue slowly entering. The actor moaned. Sweat began to form throughout his body as he felt Yoshitiro's tongue inside him. "Please, my Lord. Enter inside me. Please."

The Samurai stopped, slowly putting his lover's body down. "Didn't I say not to call me 'Lord?' You are to address me by my name." 

Then Yoshitiro got on top of the young man, but his cock was on top of Renjiro's face, while the Samurai faced Renjiro's cock. Without warning, Yoshitiro put his cock into Renjiro's mouth, surprising the young man. Yoshitiro then engulfed the young man's cock and began to bob his head up and down, earning him a moan. However, the older man motioned his waist up and downward; he felt Renjiro's soft mouth suckle on him. Renjiro's saliva was on Yoshitiro's cock; never had he felt such excitement. 

The older man spits out Renjiro's cock but gives him a handjob until he came on his hand. Yoshitiro then turned as he knelt before the actor, motioning him closer. The Samura got a hold of his erect cock. "Will you receive me? If you do, you will become mine; not even those in charge of you can say anything. Do you accept me?"

Renjiro spread his legs. "Yes, I will be forever yours."

Yoshitiro positioned his cock on Renjiro's entrance. He put saliva onto his cock, and slowly put his cock inside Renjiro. Renjiro groaned as he felt his lover's cock inside him, which was a little painful. "Am I hurting you?"

"Worry not; I just need to adjust a little."

Yoshitiro waited patiently for Renjiro to adjust, but he could feel Renjiro's walls clenching onto his cock. The older man slowly moved his hips and cock; the young man's walls gripped onto his cock tightly. He let out a pleasurable moan. "Very good, tight." Yoshitiro began to thrust deeper, enjoying the feeling.

The pain dissipated for Renjiro; his body began to be in euphoria as he felt his lover's cock inside him. It was what he always wanted; Renjiro wanted the man he loved to touch, love, and be before him. Yoshitiro admired Ranjiro not for his beauty but for his acting talent. Yoshitiro saw more in him than his looks. It made the young man feel appreciated and loved. He felt the older man's cock going rapidly inside him; it felt so good and right. 

With every thrust, Ranjiro's erect cock bounced. He moaned and groaned. Yoshitiro groaned as he was feeling close. The older man motioned his young lover down, and he was entirely on top of him, thrusting faster and deeper. The men's moans and groans got louder; they both came. Sweat dripped from their bodies. Yoshitiro slowly got his cock out from his lover's hole; bits of his cum dripped from the entrance. The older man laid down on the floor; Ranjiro slowly lay beside his lover. "I-I hope I was to your satisfaction."

"You were. Do you think that I will leave again?"

The young man was silent.

"I meant everything that I have said, Ranjiro. To prove to you, I will tell you this. I love you."

Ranjiro gasped as he looked at his lover; tears were forming. "I-I thought I would never hear those words from you."

The lovers kissed and were in each other's embrace. Eventually, Ranjiro slept in his lover's arms. Yoshitiro looked at his young lover. He knew that the hypocritical society and clan would frown upon them both. The Samurai didn't care; he and Ranjiro would live life to the fullest. They were each other's pride and passion.