Alban’s eyes narrow suspiciously as he looks at the woman before him. While not decked out in diamonds and flashy clothes he can tell she’s rich just from the way she holds herself; usually he’d be throwing himself at the opportunity to take advantage of a rich older woman or man but something about this just seems strange.

“I’m not going to hurt you, I’ll take you to a restaurant and buy you a meal while we talk. No obligations and you can leave if you want.”

A sweet smile decorates her face as she speaks and Alabn’s eyes run up and down her body before he pushes himself to his feet. He’s not sure any restaurant wants some street brat who hasn’t showered properly in over a week sitting in it but food is food and being in a public place means he isn’t at risk of being taken advantage of or murdered.

“Okay Oneechan, I’ll go to lunch with you!”

The act he pulls out as soon as he makes up his mind is a complete 180 from his initial suspicion but he’s hungry and if she’s paying, he’s going to make the most of it. Hell, he might even make more than a meal from this deal. Theft and soliciting people gets him by but having been approached by this woman he may be able to work out some kind of deal.

Taking the hand of the woman before him he stands up, taking note of the slight surprise on her face at how little he weighs. She has to be approaching 50, but his malnourished body is easy enough for her to pull from the ground. A lot of the people he ends up fucking like that about him but she legitimately seems concerned for him which is rare. Perhaps he can convince her to have him as a sugarbaby or some other agreement where she’s paying him consistently enough to eat on a daily basis. Picking up his backpack filled with his few belongings, he follows her, hoping that he doesn’t smell or look too obviously homeless.

A loud ‘Irasshaimase!’ greets them as they open the door to the place and Alban can tell from the décor that even his richer clients would never be able to afford to eat here. Immediately hands are offering to take the coat from the woman he walked in with and another staff member is offering to take his backpack. Hugging it to his chest he refuses as politely as he can. If he’s going to get scammed then he’s not letting them take this; it isn’t just his singular change of clothes he has in here, but his lock picking tools and blanket as well. Sure there are a couple of other items in there too but he knows what’s important in life and the top two for him right now are making sure that he doesn’t freeze to death during the nights he spends on the street and being able to break into places.

“Feel free to order anything from the menu, my family own this place so there’s no need to feel guilty about it.” While still suspicious of her actions, Alban picks up the menu after flashing a warm smile and begins to looks through the options. “However I’m afraid I have been quite rude, dragging you here like this must seem rather bizarre. I’ve caught wind of your actions though, Alban, and I’d like to discuss a potential offer that could help with your situation.”

Eyes stopping part way down the entrée list, he places the menu down.

“I didn’t know I was so well known.” Well, to anyone asides from the police but even they’ve backed off him in recent years as his thieving has gotten better and he’s learnt that with a body that’s begun to develop a little more it can be used to have officers look the other way for minor crimes when he has been caught. “But you’re being so kind to me by bringing me here so I’ll hear you out. Usually I have to approach people so this is kind of new to me.”

Wishing that he could have freshened up first he gives her his cutest smile before placing down his menu to listen to what she has to say. It’s a bit of a shame but with water being brought to their table before she even opens his mouth again, he knows that no matter what he’s probably still going to get to eat.

“I can assure you that if you agree to my offer it will be far from the last time that you’re eating at a venue of this quality.” A small smile plays on her lips as she speaks, as though she’s already confident that he’ll take her offer. “You see, I have a son only slightly older than yourself and I’m well aware that you have no issues with offering your body to men. Feel free to decline but the offer I’m extending to you would be one of joining our family, living within our house and three meals a day, all in exchange for helping with his urges.”

She goes on and Alban listens keenly. It all seems too good to be true. A roof over his head, regular food and being taken care of for the low price of letting their hormonal teenage son use his body? It sounds too good to be true.

“Can I ask what the catch is here?” There’s no way it’s this simple.

“It’s all as I said, Luca is a growing boy and since he’s entered his teens he’s become increasingly, hmmm, let’s just say his needs have been interfering with his education.” Picking up her glass of water she takes a sip. “The Kaneshiro family have been perplexed about how to handle it, though as his mother I know that there’s a simple solution.”

‘Kaneshiro’… Alban’s mind almost needs a reboot to fully comprehend what he just heard. Mafia. He’s had a few interactions with more green members from the group, people who don’t yet have the money to splash out for a higher quality whore but are more than happy to give him enough for a few cheap meals in exchange for a blowjob in an alleyway. If this isn’t some kind of lie in order to traffic him or steal his organs then he actually has a chance of improving his quality of living and when he really thinks about it, even if he is shoved into some Mafia run brothel and whored out without seeing any of the money, it’s probably an improvement from how he lives now.

“I’m not going to say no right away, but more details would be great.” Stomach growling he finds his hands gravitating back to the menu. Boys his age are probably meant to eat a lot more than he manages to but life on the streets can be rough. Alban isn’t sure that the woman across the table is aware he’s already a teenager, the lack of food he gets has kept him from properly entering puberty yet, although it is something he’s used to his advantage many times.

As specifics are explained and a hot meal is placed in front of him, he finds himself nodding along to her words. Being a crime family they may use his thieving skills on occasion too but his primary purpose is to be his older adoptive brother’s personal whore. They’ll make sure he lives well and is able to catch up on his missed education in turn for this, but they needed someone able to take a boisterous up and coming Boss to do the job.

“I have a question.” Wiping his mouth he places his fork down. “The Kaneshiro men who’ve used my… services before, were they scouting me for this? Or is that unrelated.”

He doesn’t want to get anyone in trouble, and words things as carefully as he can incase she isn’t already aware of the family’s money being spent on fucking some kid from the streets.

“We’ve had our eyes on you for a while I will admit.” So it was like that. “I will appologise for how rough they may have been, Luca can be a little overwhelming and we needed to ensure before we approached anyone with this offer that they were able to handle someone like him. He’s a good boy, but I wouldn’t be able to confidently make you this offer without having had some of our men test your tolerance first.”

A waiter comes to their table to refill their glasses and with that new knowledge he recognizes something familiar about the man. It would have been about a year ago now but he’s fairly certain that he accepted money from him to let him use his ass in a seedy brothel that he occasionally finds himself in. She’s not lying, they really have been scouting him out and the realization of that is almost enough to make him cry. Not tears of sadness but ones of relief, this is basically the dream of kids who grow up in his situation. Adopted into a wealthy family and being taken care of without having to do anything different than what he’s been doing for the past few years; he has to take a deep breath and a gulp of water to calm himself before he looks her directly in the eyes and smiles.

“So, where do I sign?” This is the oppourtunity of a lifetime for him and he’s not going to let himself turn it down.

The first time Alban meets Luca, he’s a little surprised, the slightly older teen extends his hand happily and greets Alban as though he’s a person, not an item. Arms wrap around him warmly as he steps into the family home for the first time and Luca tells him that he needs to introduce him to his other siblings. While his first couple of days with the family are hectic with Alban being shown around, introduced to people and taught the culture of their house he manages to fake it until he understands. Strict instructions have been given to him not to let Luca know that he’s someone the family adopted from the streets, only that he can let them know that he’s a skilled thief and that’s something he doesn’t hesitate to do.

“Basically yep, your mom approached me and mentioned it might be helpful if you had someone with my skillset by your side.” Given that he has been told those skills may come in useful it’s not a complete lie that he uses it as an angle. “I don’t know the ins and outs of the whole thing but I suppose it was easier for the family to adopt me, so if you don’t want to think of me as family you don’t have to, I’m here to be useful to you so you don’t have to think of me as a brother.”

Despite that Luca welcomes him with open arms and treats him as though he’s another one of his actual siblings. Which when he thinks about it is kind of weird given the reason he was adopted. Luca hasn’t been told that Alban’s here for him to use his body and for the first couple of months he doesn’t even try to make a move as he adapts to the family’s lifestyle. While the wider Kaneshiro ‘family’ can be brutal and have their fingers in basically every slice of pie that there is, the house of the actual family is surprisingly wholesome. If he didn’t know better, Alban would never guess that these are the group that run the most notorious mafia group around.

“Hey Alban, want to play a game with me?” “I’m going for a run, want to join?” “Mum said you used to be a thief, you’ve probably got some cool stories right?” Luca treats him so kindly that there are some times that he doesn’t know how to deal with it all. He barely has any memory of his own mother, witnessed the one person he thought of as family being beaten to death and now he has this guy he’s just met treating him like he’s always been a part of his family? Knowing no other way of dealing with this situation and having been given a mission, Alban can only think of one solution. He’s going to do what he was adopted to do and he’s going to do it well.

It takes a while though. Alban is being treated really well, he’s finally put some proper weight on due to being fed regularly, his ability to read has rapidly increased beyond his prior rapid understanding and every time that he’s sent out to use his thief skills he’s accompanied by someone else from the family with more experience. While he’ll never have a normal family experience he actually feels like he’s a part of something now. Coming home after a day of doing dirty work for the family to a warm hug and a full plate of food is incredible, if only he’d grown up with this like his siblings have. That said it doesn’t distract from his actual purpose for being here, which turns out to be harder than it sounds.

At first Alban tries to catch Luca in the act of masturbating, hoping that the far more innocent teen won’t realize he’s entered the room until Alban’s on his knees before him. Even his step-mother is getting on his back now as he fails to get the oblivious future boss of the family to fuck him. Apparently Luca’s eyes are wandering even more now as he’s taken to inspect the family’s hostess and strip clubs, the doodles he’s doing in the margins of his notebooks are getting increasingly explicit and it’s now no secret to anyone in the family that Luca likes someone with a nice pair of hips. Now that he’s put on a bit more weight, Alban can only hope that he’s shapely enough for his tastes.

Deciding to take things into his own hands, Alban waits until late at night, sitting outside Luca’s door on his phone playing a rhythm game without sound until he hears it. When the noises start he strains to figure out if what he’s hearing is really what he thinks it is before he hears the first moan. That’s when he takes action. Opening the door he hides his phone in his back pocket and acts as though he’s tired and concerned.

“Luca… are you okay?”

With a laptop open before him, there’s more than enough lighting to see what Luca’s doing and if it weren’t for his past, Alban would be ashamed of the fact the sight of Luca’s hard cock in his hand has him tingling with arousal. Some people process trauma by breaking down or having flashbacks, Alban does it differently. The experience he had before being adopted has resulted in a far different way of coping and for him it’s being hypersexual. He sees something he likes? He needs it. In a way he’s not that different to his new older brother after all.

“A-Alban!?” The embarrassment is clear in Luca’s voice as he quickly shuts the laptop and pulls up a blanket. “Y-yeah I’m fine, I was just y’know, having some guy time.”

Rubbing his eyes and keeping up the act as though he’s just woken up, Alban continues to approach the bed.

“I mean, I’m a bit pent up myself, we could help each other out if you’re okay with it.”

Luca seems stunned for a moment before he blinks a few times rapidly and his eyes start to look at Alban closer. Has he never actually viewed his body in this way? With how Alban grew up is a little astounding but after examining him in his shorts and t-shirt, Luca closes his eyes for a moment. It does worry him that he may not even be used for what he was adopted to do but soon enough Luca nods to himself.

“You’ll be the one who takes it, right?” Luca’s voice is hopeful as he speaks and Alban knows that finally he’s achieved it.

“Give me it, I wouldn’t expect anything else from my big bro.” Climbing on the bed to straddle Luca he completely hams it up, he’d cringe at any other time but after seeing Luca’s cock he really needs to be fucked and he’ll say whatever he needs to in order to get that. “If you don’t have lube don’t worry, I brought some with me.”

“You what!?”

He doesn’t give Luca proper time to react as he pulls out a couple of sachets. Sure it’s better value to go larger and save money but he doesn’t need to worry about that right now. Climbing off Luca, he begins to remove his clothes, taking satisfaction in the fact that by the time he’s shirtless, Luca’s coating his cock in lube.

“I’ve uh, never actually done this with someone you know?” Luca laughs awkwardly.

“I mean I kinda figured as much but don’t worry.” Climbing back on top of Luca, Alban’s hand goes straight to his stiff cock; with him being naked as well, he knows his brother can see that he’s completely erect. “I’ve got enough experience for us both.”