Sensing he was near, Akihito tried

Sensing he was near, Akihito tried to pull himself away but the yakuza kept him in his place. Asami slipped two fingers inside, scissoring him. That was all Akihito could stand; he spurted his cum in Asami's mouth, screaming his name.

Akihito barely had time to recover when Asami licked his opening, coating the puckered hole with more cum and Akihito's manhood roared back to life. Asami spread his lover's legs apart and without waiting for an invitation, entered him.

There was slight discomfort when Asami entered him since the older man was rather large but it was soon replaced by pleasure. His back arched at the cold concrete ground until it hurt. He wasn't complaining; the need to be filled was greater and the discomfort on his back did not matter compared to what Asami was about to do to him. "Ryuiichi," he begged, "Move."

Instead of obliging his wishes, Asami pulled Akihito up, hoisted his legs around his waist. With Asami's length still buried inside Akihito, he strode inside the villa and laid him on the futon bed.

"My—ah –," Akihito bit his lip when Asami began to thrust. "hair – is wet!" he protested.

"Leave it be," Asami commanded.

"But –,"

"It's early May and the weather is still chilly," Asami said calmly as he thrust home. "Besides, your back hurts from lying on the ground, right?"

The explanation didn't register in Akihito's lust-filled mind. Instead, he gripped the futon sheets. "I – Ryuichi, faster!"

Asami withdrew his length before feeding it into Akihito inch by inch. "No," Asami murmured, pushing another inch inside his lover. "I'll savor you tonight; enjoy it, Akihito."

If Asami wanted to drive him crazy, he succeeded.

Akihito's breath hissed out when he found himself completely under Asami's mercy. The yakuza knew what he was doing; knew that the slow thrust would drive him crazy with need. With every inward thrust, it touched Akihito's sensitive point of pleasure, making the younger man scream.

"You—bastard, faster!" Akihito cursed, pushing himself to Asami but the older man pinned his hands on Akihito's, holding him in place.

Akihito caught Asami smiling at him as he moved inside him in precise strokes. "Ryuichi, please – move," he pleaded. His own orgasm was near and all he needed were a few hard thrust and he'd come, without touching himself.

Akihito thought that he must have looked seductive or pathetic enough for Asami to oblige his wishes. The next thing he knew, the grip on his hands were released and the thrust became harder – just as he wanted.

"Tell me what you want," Asami murmured seductively.

The photographer's cheeks flushed at the question and covered his face with his hands, shaking his head.

"Akihito."

"I – want to be on top," Akihito mumbled finally, hands still covering his face.

Asami pried his lover's hands away from his face and withdrew himself. They switched positions; Asami lying on the wet futon while Akihito straddled him. Still slippery, Akihito managed to impale himself on Asami easily.

A smack on his bottom had Akihito jerked, moaning as orgasm flirted hard with his body. Then, it retreated.

Akihito rode hard and fast. His own hands clamped on Asami's shoulders for support as he moved, moaning at the same time. Heavy with the need to come, Akihito tried closing his hand on his own cock to bring himself to release but he had to abandon the idea soon enough as he barely manage to support himself with one hand.

His lover obliged his unspoken request. A hand raised to his cock, Asami pumped the organ rhythmically, working Akihito to his climax.

A primal yell ripped Akihito's throat when he came, spurting his hot sticky essence on Asami's flat stomach. He stumbled on Asami's chest, panting. Asam's hands left his cock and went to his ass. Gripping them hard, Asami thrust upwards, groaning Akihito's name as he released inside his young lover.

Xx Business as Usual xX

By the time Akihito could make sense of his surroundings, Asami had cleaned him and dressed him in his yukata. They weren't lying on the futon, Akihito noted.

Asami, also dressed in yukata, had his back leaned against the sliding door of the balcony, with Akihito sprawled on top of him. A hand closed around Akihito's waist, the yakuza played with Akihito's hair.

"Why aren't we in bed?" Akihito asked tiredly.

"They're changing the wet futons," Asami answered, signaling the male worker for a blanket.

The embarrassed worker passed the thin blanket to Asami, bowed and hurriedly left the room.

Asami covered his lover's body with the blanket and they enjoyed a moment of quietness before Asami said, "Happy birthday, Akihito."

The boy smiled. "I enjoyed the presents and the trip," he yawned, tightening his hands around Asami's waist. "It's not a bad birthday present after all, so thanks."

A rare smile graced Asami's lips. "Akihito?"

"Hmm?"

"Like the onsen?"

"Yeah," he mumbled tiredly.

"The onsen belongs to you. This is actually your real birthday present," the yakuza informed.

Asami was expecting Akihito to push him away and began his charade of 'Take it back' but to his surprise, all Akihito did was groan.

"I knew it, you bastard," he said and fell asleep.

Asami held the boy a little longer, enjoying the cool, night breeze as he stared at the mountains miles away. He decided that he'll let the boy sleep for another hour before rousing him for another round of sex.

Xx Business as Usual xX

In another villa

At Kirishima's suggestions, Ando and Toru had gathered at their villa for a soak at the hot spring pools.

"It has been a while since I last went to the hot spring," Ando commented, "What about you, Toru san?"

Toru nodded. "I think the last time was when I was in my high school."

"Kirishima san, have you been in the same pool as the boss?" Ando asked curiously.

The secretary nodded, looking at his longtime friend, Suoh. "Once or twice."

"I don't think I can do that," Ando said. "Must be nerve wracking to be naked with the boss."

Kirishima actually chuckled. "It takes some time getting used to."

Toru placed a towel on top of his head. "I think the boss is nerve wracking with or without clothes," he said rather calmly.

"I really do admire your composed face, Toru san," Ando mumbled, sinking further into the pool.

"Kirishima, I told you he was good, didn't I?" Suoh said proudly, smacking Toru's naked shoulders.

Kirishima smiled. "Yes, I still remember when you showed me Toru's particulars." He stood up from the pool and put on his bathrobe. "I did not expect Asami sama would approve him after what happened to Keiichi."

"Who's Keiichi?" Ando asked, rising from the pool.

Suoh and Toru followed suit. "He's the guard before Toru. Got fired because he started to harbor feelings for Takaba sama," Suoh said, walking into the villa.

"What?" Ando tied his yukata and moved into the living room. "Someone actually dared to do that?"

"Speaking of Keiichi," Toru said as he took his seat on the tatami mat. "What actually happened, Kirishima san?"

The secretary wore his custom made spectacles and joined the rest. "Long story," he said, accepting a glass of sake from Suoh. "But since we have all night, I suppose Suoh and I can tell you from the start."

Owari

Translations :

Ryokan – Japanese Inn

Omamori – Japanese amulets/ charms. Commonly sold at shrines for luck and/or protection

Rutenburo - hot spring pools