The Yaoikuza: Soboruji
by
Yamila Abraham
Cover by Wong Tonny
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Regional boss Aruji led the newly promoted Sobokuna through their men’s club on the second floor of a Ginza district pachinko parlor. Sobokuna had a blush on his face, but not because of the bikini-clad prostitutes they passed. Aruji always made him feel floaty and warm, with his elegant face, delicate bone structure, and long gleaming black hair. Sobokuna couldn’t take his eyes off the smaller man. Aruji ranked high above him, even with his promotion to hosa, so of course these feelings of awe were natural. It’s not like he’s gay or anything.
Aruji led the way into the private area in back. Normally the room had a few younger brothers sitting around the long table drinking tea or saki. Tonight a solitary Chinese whore sat on the edge of the table in a short embroidered red dress with slits up the sides of both thin legs. Aruji locked the door.
Sobokuna gave a long gasp. “Boss—is this for me?”
“Mm.”
Aruji tapped one of the whore’s thighs to get her to uncross her legs. He lifted the silk dress exposing a small flaccid cock.
Sobokuna repeated the gasp from moments before with wider eyes and an even more agape mouth. “Boss!” He drew his nose inches from the small member to inspect it. “A she-male. How did you know?”
“Tawagoto says you ask for those kinds of movies.” He set his cigarette in a silver ashtray.
The whore smiled and put Sobokuna’s hand on her cock. He began to fondle.
“But…but I told him those weren’t for me.”
“Your excitement over the covers gave you away.” Aruji slunk close behind him. He removed the junior yakuzama’s suit jacket. “I wanted a gift that would thrill you.”
Sobokuna took his hand off the whore, turned toward Aruji, and bowed with the top half of his body. “Thank you for the thrilling gift!”
He yanked the whore’s dress up over her shoulders. “I can’t wait! You’re always so considerate to me, boss. I’m honored.”
Two prosthetic breasts fell out of the gown. Sobokuna gaped in disbelief. The young man sat naked in front of him except for black stockings hitched to a garter. He gave a wanton smile.
“This—this is a dude!”
Aruji leaned over to see. He spoke with absolute calm. “You’re mistaken. This is a she-male. A…flat-chested one.”
Sobokuna stared at small brown nipples. “R-really?”
“Mm.”
His brow knit with determination. The boss could not possibly be wrong.
Aruji handed him a laminated strip of several condoms and a bottle of lube. Sobokuna grabbed the whore’s thighs and lifted to make the young man lie on his back. He worked the lube into his hole.