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Warning: This story contains gay content, oral sex, prostitution and musk, read at your own risk.

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Impmon sat in a back alley behind a pachinko parlour waiting patiently for a client. He didn't know for sure if anyone was coming or not, but he still waited. A while ago he had found a few coins on the street and wondered what he could do with them. Food wasn't a problem for Impmon since he could simply steal whatever he wanted, he had never been caught. Then he had seen the pachinko parlour. He went in in and bought whatever modest amount of balls he could and played them. “Are you an adult?" the cashier had asked him, but he assured her that he was, and after a bit of convincing she sold him the balls. Impmon was hooked immediately by the bright colours and flashing lights of the pachinko machine.

He played all that afternoon, and even managed to double how many balls he started with, but he kept playing and eventually lost most of them. He wanted to play more, but he didn't have any money. It was then Impmon knew he had to find a way to make money. He sat there thinking for a while, and then he remembered something. A couple of months ago Impmon had snuck into a movie theatre. He hadn't bothered buying a ticket, nobody had seen him. In the movie a human wrote something on the wall of a public bathroom then waited outside. A much older human picked him up, taken him to a hotel room, they did some stuff, and then the older human gave the younger human money. Impmon could totally do that!

Impmon took what few balls he had left and headed to the prize counter. He hardly had any, but he had just enough for a marker pen and notebook, which he took to the men's bathroom. Suddenly Impmon remembered, he didn't know how to write! He sat in the bathroom pondering what he was going to do, then a man came in.

“Hey, could you write something down for me?" Impmon asked, but the man ignored him and went into a bathroom stall. How rude that man was, thought Impmon to himself. He could teach him a lesson, but that might get him kicked out if he did and he didn't want that. When the man left he didn't say anything. Every time a guy came in, Impmon asked him to write something for him and eventually one said yes.

“So what do you want?" the man asked, taking the notebook and marker.

“Can you write 'Meet me in the alley around the back between 12 o'clock and 3 o'clock for some fun'?" asked Impmon.

“Uhh, you're an adult right?" asked the man.

“Yes of course!" replied Impmon impatiently. The man hurriedly scribbled something down on the piece of paper and quickly left.

“Funny..." said Impmon to himself. “He didn't even use the bathroom." With that Impmon went into each one of the stalls and copied down what the man had written onto all the walls, as well as putting one over the urinals. He didn't understand it but he could copy all the lines and symbols. By then it was too late in the day to wait at the times he had mentioned, so he left the pachinko parlour and decided to come back the next day, so here he was, sitting in the alley waiting for someone to arrive.

Soon enough, somebody wandered into the alley, looking around nervously. He was a young male human that wore thick glasses. Impmon wasn't very good at telling human's ages, but he guessed he was probably around twenty.

“Hi, looking for some fun?" said Impmon as seductively as possible as he stood up.

“Umm… The graffiti in the bathroom…. Was that you?" stammered the human.

“Sure was!" said Impmon, smiling maniacally. “So, after some fun? You got the money?"

“Wait, you're an adult, right?" asked the man nervously.

“Yes of course I am! Why does everyone keep asking that?" said Impmon, slightly irate.

“Oh, cool costume I guess… So, how much do you want?" the human asked.

“Two thousand yen should do it." said Impmon, holding out his hand.

“Really? Is that all?" the guy asked pulling out his wallet. “It's just… I've never done this before." He pulled two one-thousand yen notes from his wallet and handed them to Impmon, who tucked them into his neckerchief. “So where are we gonna do it?"

“Right here!" said Impmon, walking slightly down the alley and to the side of a dumpster.

“What, out in the open like this?" said the man, with disbelief in his voice.

“Yeah, it's out of view of the street, you wanna do this or not?" asked Impmon, impatiently. The man took a deep breath and walked behind the dumpster with Impmon and stood with his back against the wall. He gave a gasp as Impmon grabbed his crotch and began rubbing his already half hard dick through the front of his trousers. The human leaned back against the wall as Impmon touched him. “How do you work these?" asked Impmon as he pulled on the front of his trousers.

“Oh, I'll get that" the human said as he undid his belt and unzipped his trousers revealing his underwear. Impmon pulled the waistband of his underpants down to reveal his cock, which was nearly fully hard, Impmon grabbed it in his hands and started rubbing. It was a rather warm day out, and as a result the human's cock felt sweaty and smelled quite strong. Impmon wrinkled his nose, he didn't like the smell of humans at the best of times, but this was something else.

“Okay, let's do this" said Impmon “you sweaty nerd" he added under his breath. He took the head of the man's cock in his mouth.

“Ahh, be gentle, I've never done anything like this before" stammered the sweaty nerd as Impmon sucked his cock. Impmon found that the humans cock tasted like it smelled, only worse. He bobbed his head back and forth causing the human's cock to slip in and out of his mouth, as he pumped his hand on the shaft.

The man gasped as Impmon sucked him, Impmon gradually worked his way down his cock, going a bit deeper every time he pushed his head forward. As he did so, the human's foreskin began to retract. Impmon noticed this and pulled it back the rest of the way, running his tongue all over the head of his cock. The area under his foreskin tasted even stronger than the rest of his cock. Impmon nearly gagged on the taste of the human, but he kept going, he wanted to earn the money he'd been given, and in a way it was turning him on.

The man had his eyes closed and was biting his lip to try and stop his moans and gasps. His hips were moving in time with Impmon's head bobbing, and his cock was twitching. Impmon wrapped his lips tightly around the shaft of the man's cock and sucked hard, running his tongue over his glans and stroking his shaft as he did so. With the other hand he grabbed the man's balls and began cupping and fondling them.

Impmon's jaw was getting tired but he kept sucking, he kept pumping his hand along the human's shaft, licking all over his glans, including running his tongue over the hole at the tip and all around it, and he alternated between sucking and bobbing his head. After a while the man grabbed the back of his head and pushed his cock deeper. Impmon resisted so that it didn't go near his throat, but he kept working his mouth as hard as he could.

It wasn't long before the man began to loudly gasp and his cock started twitching, Impmon tried to pull away but the man held him in place as he bucked his hips back and forth, pushing his cock in and out of Impmon's mouth as he shot load after load of hot, salty, slimy cum into Impmon's mouth. Impmon gagged as it coated his tongue and throat but he couldn't get away, the scrawny nerd was stronger than he looked.

As his climax subsided the human's grip loosened, and Impmon pulled his mouth off the human's cock and immediately began spitting. He spat on the floor again and again until all the hum was out of his mouth. “Ugh, humans are disgusting." he muttered to himself.

“Sorry about that..." said the disgusting human, he was blushing hard as he put his cock away and zipped up his pants. “Still, thanks, I guess..." he said quietly.

“It's fine" said Impmon, distracted by the taste of the human still in his mouth.

“Bye I guess" the man said.

“Yeah, get outta here!" said Impmon, more aggressively than he meant to. The man buckled his belt and walked away, feeling an unmistakable sense of anticlimax.

Impmon wiped his mouth once again and sat down where he had been sitting before, he took out his two thousand yen and looked at it. He had never seen so much money! He couldn't wait to head to the pachinko parlour with this!

“Hey, was that you on the bathroom wall?" came another voice, Impmon quickly looked up to see who was asking. Why did he put a three hour time window on the graffiti?