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“But, Chairman… I… should be there to protect you. I’m far more capable than anyone else accompanying you.”
“And that’s exactly why I need you here, in Tokyo. I need you to keep things under wraps while I’m gone, Mine.”
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Daigo’s words echoed in Mine’s head as he returned back to his giant but empty apartment. Despite the Chairman’s reassurance, he couldn’t help but feel anxious over not following him to a business meeting in Aomori. Why there of all places, so far away from headquarters? If he came into trouble, Mine wouldn’t be able to get there until it may be too late. He paced around, stewing at the thought. Even though they had been seeing each other discretely for a little over a month, Mine’s attraction and overprotectiveness had grown exponentially, unbeknownst to him. Maybe he should check in.
Mine opened his flip phone and prepared to send him a message.
“Make sure to be careful. You never know–” No, no, he wouldn’t want to give Daigo any unnecessary worry. He backspaced.
“Please keep me updated if anything happens.” That didn’t sound right either. He didn’t want to waste Daigo’s time with constant messaging. He backspaced again.
After a moment of thinking, he settled on “Please let me know when you have arrived safely.”
He shut his phone, sat on his sofa and continued his place in the book he was reading, not even bothering to take off his work suit. He was able to unwind a little bit, but occasionally glanced at his cell phone on the table, just in case. The shinkansen journey to Aomori would last approximately 3 hours, and he bid farewell to Daigo at the station about 45 minutes before he got home. He’d been reading for around 2 hours… Daigo should arrive in Aomori shortly.
As time ticked on, Mine grew more restless. Daigo definitely should have arrived at his hotel by now, so what was taking him so long to reply? Mine didn’t want to seem obsessive, but he couldn’t help but imagine the worst. He grabbed his phone to call Daigo, when just before he could click his contact, a message arrived.
“I’ve settled in. The meeting host has invited me out to a restaurant for the evening, so I might not be in touch for a while. I’ll contact you again after.”
Mine sighed in relief and thought to himself. A restaurant, huh? He wished he’d received more details about it. Is it a meeting in a public space? That might be optimal, they could be less inclined to try anything. Would it be one on one or would a party be present? More things to worry about. There was nothing he could do, though, much to his dismay. He mentally kicked himself for not convincing Daigo to bring him with him. Realizing he was panicking, Mine took a deep breath and tried to occupy himself for the rest of the evening.
Hours passed and Mine realized he had fallen asleep on the couch. He jolted awake and looked at the time. Eleven fifty-two P.M., and no contact from Daigo. He sent a message.
“Chairman, is everything alright?”
No response for 10 minutes. Finally, he felt his phone buzz.
“I’m back at the hotel. Open up your laptop and call me from there. I wanna see you.”
Mine’s heart raced seeing the message. He practically bolted to his bedroom and turned on his laptop that was sitting on his desk opposite his bed. He opened their video chat application and called his lover.
When Daigo answered, Mine was welcomed to a sight he had come to treasure. Daigo was lounging on his hotel sofa, hair down and slightly damp from assumedly just getting out of the shower. He had on a black v-neck tee shirt, and dark plaid loose pajama bottoms. The laptop was positioned on the coffee table so the camera was propped upwards, slightly between his legs. Mine swallowed.
“Daigo-san,” Mine said as his features softened.
A smirk grew on Daigo’s face. “The people here really know how to drink,” he said calmly. “The girls… they kept pouring sake in my cup over and over… were grasping all over me too. It was hard to have a steady conversation with the host…”
Daigo kept talking, but Mine froze. He could tell Daigo was tipsy from the slow lilt to his tone. Girls? Endless alcohol? They had clearly taken advantage of him to secure whatever deal they were proposing. Not to mention the twinge of jealousy he felt at the mention of them… "grasping all over him.” He could feel his blood start to boil as he once again cursed himself for not being there. He wasn’t even paying attention to anything Daigo said after that sentence.
“Are you listening, Mine-chi?” Daigo said, still smiling.
Mine snapped to attention. Daigo only called him that when he wasn’t sober.
“I apologize, could you repeat what you said?” Mine replied.
“I said that I wish I could’ve brought you along, so we could enjoy this nice hotel together. I know I said I needed you there in Tokyo but… I miss you. So… I have an idea.”
“An idea?” Mine’s curiosity was piqued.
Daigo tilted his laptop screen down slightly, so that his crotch was centered on the screen. He palmed himself through his pants, chest rising ever so slightly.
Mine sputtered, face blooming in color. They had never done anything like this before–virtually. Their physical relationship had been just that, physical. He scooted closer to his screen.
Unsure what to say, Mine started, “Ah… I-”
“I was thinking of you the whole time,” Daigo continued, “I could’ve felt you up under the table.”
Surely he was lying, there’s no way he would be that obvious in public. The words, however, affected Mine just the way Daigo hoped they would.
Mine squirmed in his chair, ducking his head at the boldness. He was growing hard in his slacks.
Daigo kept rubbing himself over his pants, adjusting his position to get more comfortable.
“You okay over there, Mine-chi?”
“...Yes, Chairman,” Mine said looking up.
“You wanna see it, right?” Daigo tilted his head teasingly.
“...Yes… Chairman.”
“Ask nicely and maybe I’ll comply.”
Mine exhaled through his nose and bit his lip. He swallowed his pride and spoke quietly. “P-please show me your cock.”
Daigo’s grin grew as he tugged the hem of his pants down. His erection sprang free, in all its glory. Mine felt electricity go through his spine at the sight of Daigo grasping it, slowly stroking himself so Mine could see clearly.
“...You’re still fully dressed,” Daigo commented.
Mine looked down. So he was. He didn’t even notice.
“Ah…” Mine said as he reached for his belt buckle.
“No, no, actually it’s quite alright. Well, maybe take off your jacket.”
Mine obeyed.
“Now listen carefully to what I tell you. You can do that, can’t you?”
A bead of sweat dripped from Mine’s temple. He nodded.
“Good. Now turn around.”
Mine stood up from his desk chair, and moved it aside as he followed orders. He looked back over his shoulder to see that his ass was taking up the full view of his monitor. Daigo was still stroking himself languidly, pleased that Mine was so obedient.
“You can pull your pants down now. Slowly.”
Mine sighed shakily and finally undid his belt. He had done this numerous times in front of Daigo in person, but there was something so risque about doing it through a screen. He slowly pulled his shirt out of his pants, and dropped his pants and boxer briefs just to where they had gone past the swell of his ass.
“Stop,” Daigo commanded. Mine’s hands stilled.
The paleness of Mine’s muscular ass greatly contrasted with the darkness of his maroon pants and black dress shirt. The slightest bit of color from his irezumi was visible on his left cheek; the noble kirin revealing itself to his master.
Daigo chuckled to himself. “You have such a nice ass, Mine-chi. Spread it for me.”
“Ah… Daigo-san…” Mine murmured. This was starting to get embarrassing. Not that Mine disliked it, no, in fact it was much the opposite. The embarrassing feeling in his chest and the burning in his cheeks was only making him harder. He reached back to grip his ass cheeks and spread them apart, brandishing his smooth hole to his superior. Hairless, as Mine liked it.
“Ah, yeah… just like that.” Over his shoulder Mine could see that Daigo was picking up his pace. “Mine. Wink it for me.”
Mine groaned in arousal at the command. His ears were turning red at the thought of the action, but the sensuality dripping from Daigo’s voice encouraged him to carry out the task. Biting his lip, he flexed his asshole a few times, arching his back along with it. What a position to find himself in. A proud, strong, calculating man like himself, showing off his ass to his boss, so his boss could get off to it. The juxtaposition in and of itself was arousing.
“Fuck, fuck, I wish I was there to tongue-fuck your perfect asshole.” Daigo moaned.
“Ch-Chairman…!” Shocked at his vulgarity, mine jolted up straight, letting go of his ass. He looked behind him as he heard laughter emanating from the laptop. By now his face was completely red.
“What?” Daigo said between chuckles, “I can’t tell you how badly I wanna eat your ass? Next time we see each other, you can sit on my face if you like.”
Mine moaned at the offer. The alcohol had definitely loosened Daigo’s tongue, he was usually much more romantic in the words he spoke during sex. Not that Mine loved this any less, it was extremely provocative to hear something so dirty from such a respected man.
“Let me see your dick,” Daigo commanded once more.
As Mine was about to face the camera, Daigo stopped him.
“I don’t remember asking you to turn back around.”
Startled and a bit confused, Mine thought about the request for a second. Finally, he bent over again and tucked his hard dick through his legs, hanging on top of his pants and touching the backs of his thighs. His erection was weeping pre-cum from how badly he was turned on, doing nothing more than following orders, dripping and wetting his pants fabric.
“Like… like this, sir?” Mine asked bashfully.
“Exactly. You’re so sexy, Mine,” Daigo huffed out. “Hey, bring the laptop onto the bed and lie down on your side. Face away from the camera… and… bring the lube.”
Mine obliged and set his laptop up as Daigo instructed. Quickly grabbing the lube from his nightstand, he got into position again, adjusting himself so his cock and ass were on screen once more.
“Now, I want you to finger yourself. Start slowly, with only one.”
There was no hesitation anymore. Mine obeyed his superior’s commands as if he were programmed to. He popped open the cap to the lube bottle, poured some out onto his left hand and smeared it on his hole before inserting his middle finger beyond the rim. They both moaned in unison, Daigo at the sight, and Mine at the feel.
“Good, keep going,” Daigo said. He watched in awe as Mine pumped his finger inside himself, cock twitching from the arousal.
Mine’s pants grew louder as he tried to go deeper. Oh, how he wished Daigo was actually there, prepping him himself. Getting Mine ready until he was loosened up enough for his aching cock.
“Daigo-san… I need another…” Mine pleaded, looking back at the screen. Daigo felt a large drop of pre-cum drip from his head at the sight: Mine looking incredibly submissive with his face and ears dusted in pink, his ass and cock on display despite him still being semi-clothed, the shininess of his cute hole due to the lube, fuck, it was too good.
“S-sure, add another,” Daigo allowed.
Mine quickly added his ring finger alongside the other, burying his fingers deep into his own warmth. Pleasure built up as he could practically feel Daigo staring at him through the screen. He liked it. Hell, he loved it. Being watched like this, like he was some plaything used only for pleasure. He absentmindedly started to hump his hips into nothing, desperate for any kind of friction despite his cock still being tucked away between his thighs.
Daigo watched with a wry smile on his lips as the fingers went in and out, over and over in a steady rhythm. “Hah… my own personal porno. You make a good camboy, Mine-chi. You definitely don’t look like one on the outside, but that’s what makes it hotter isn’t it?” Daigo praised. “I’d be your top donor… and pay you whatever you want so I could see you fulfill my filthy requests. You’d like that wouldn’t you?”
“Hah… Chairman…” Mine moaned in response, fingers shaking.
“But of course, I’d never share you with anyone. You can only do this for me, understood?”
“Yes, sir!”
“Good. Add another finger.”
Mine suddenly stopped to get some more lube on his hand. As he pulled his fingers out temporarily, Daigo swallowed heavily as he watched Mine’s hole twitch around nothing a few times, before three fingers returned, making his entrance even wetter.
“A-ahh…!” Mine exclaimed in pleasure as he continued to pump his fingers in again at a faster rate. His body was twitching, ass shiny with sweat and lube, as his gasps and moans filled the empty air of his room.
Mine was close, but he couldn’t quite reach his limit. “Daigo-san… I… I can’t do it…! I n-need to touch my cock, please allow me, sir.”
Daigo’s voice was stern, “Hell no, I know you can come from just your fingers. Keep going.”
Mine whimpered at Daigo’s refusal, but did as he was told. His pace increased yet again, and he crooked his fingers harder to press against his prostate. He jolted suddenly but didn’t stop.
“Goddamn, Mine. You’re s-so… so fucking hot,” Daigo panted as he stroked himself. He was almost there too. “As soon as I get back, I’m gonna call you into my office, bend you over my desk and use you until you come all over yourself. I won’t even lock the door, it’d get you off to just know there’d be a risk of getting caught, wouldn’t it?”
Mine just panted, no logical string of thought could escape his brain at that moment. As he continued, he imagined the scenario. It would get him off. Maybe he’s more perverted than he thought he was. His balls tightened up. Almost, almost…
“Come for me, Mine.”
“Daigo-san…!” He cried. At that, Mine’s mind went blank; his body spasmed as his hole clenched tight around his fingers, cock spurting out pearlescent ropes of cum onto his pinstriped pants. His fingers remained in his ass until his breathing slowed, and he finally pulled them out to reveal his small gape to the camera.
The debauchery was enough to bring Daigo to orgasm as well, eyebrows furrowed as he gripped his cock, cum oozing out of the head and onto his fist.
They both remained in silence for a few seconds, catching their breaths and coming back into full consciousness.
Mine turned around to face the camera, only to realize he was saddened he had missed the sight of Daigo coming.
“You were great, Mine.” Daigo said with a soft smile.
“Ah, thank you, Chairman,” he replied quietly, flush still on his face. The embarrassment finally caught up to him.
“Sorry you got your pants dirty.”