Beat Fresh Remix
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Category:
Gravitation › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,922
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Gravitation, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
What you're all really reading for...no, I lied.
Hiro leaned back in his supplied chair, looking over the blonde.
\"You know, you ARE the shacho of the biggest label in Japan. If I WERE to say anything, would it really matter? You could just have me silenced, like Tacky.\" ((Taki...-ed.)) He stuffed a hand in his pocket, occupying himself by looking at the ceiling.
\"Still...it\'d be a shame to waste such talent.\" The President smiled lightly, closing his eyes as he kissed Ryu...and Kumagoro....goodbye. The brunette pop star winked at Hiro as he exited, showing a rare moment of clarity with the sentence
\"Believe me, it\'s worth it.\" And then, in a much higher octave, \"Good luck, Hiro-guitar-samaaaaaaa!\"
With that, the bunny walked out of the room, unaware of the headbanded one\'s hand in it\'s ass, as well as K\'s tracking device in the same area. Tohma blinked.
\"Well...\" Hiro leaned forward, looking into his Shacho\'s eyes. \"What DID you call me here for...? Seems like the only use I could\'ve been to you is already taken care of...\" He reached into his rival\'s lap, licking his fingers as he drew them back. Tohma felt his warm touch on his thighs, moqaning softly as his lips mopving involuntarily.
\"Ai...shi...teru...AISHITERU, HIRO-SAMA!\" The hat-lover felt as if a huge weight had been moved from his chest to his thoat, blocking all other noises from escape. The guitarist gazed ahead unfazed.
\"I know, Shacho. That\'s why I came.\" He stood up, sticking a hand down his pants as he flipped his long hair back with the other. The redhead walked over to the man who claimed him as his lover, getting down on one knee so as to be level as they kissed. Tohma\'s eyes opened wide, but relaxed as he did and closed again. \"Don\'t worry...I\'ll treat you right.\"
\"Be...gentle, Hiro-sama...\" Tohma held Hiro tightly as the man, well-toned from carrying his guitar, lifted the smalled man off the seat, feeling him unzip his fly.
\"I will.\" With those two words, Hiro felt his Shacho massage the tip of his cock, and threw him onto his desk, lifting his legs above his head so that they rested on his shoulders. \"First, take off your pants.\" Tohma did as he was told, sliding his pleather down to his raised ankles, revealing his fine-shaved legs and silk briefs. \"Heh...figures you\'d wear panties...\" Hiro kissed him again, reaching up his lover\'s undergarments to fondle his hardening member, slowly pumping it as the blonde one moaned, arching his back, laying on his elbows to watch. Hiro noticed, stopping to tease the man. \"Aww....you wanna feel good?\" Tohma nodded, lump still in his throat. He swallowed hard.
\"H-Hiro-sama? Do...do you love me?\" He winced, awaiting the answer. Hiro paused, sighing.
\"No. I don\'t. I love Ayaka. However...\" He lifted Tohma again his fully-erect length, stroking his hair. \"Who am I to deny you pleasure?\" He pressed the tip against the boy\'s rosebud, watching him bite his fingers to keep from crying out in pain. He licked his cheek as a lone tear traced down the shacho\'s face. \"It gets better...yakusoku.\" Hiro lowered Seguchi onto his back, making him lie on the desk as he started to slowly pump his asshole, feeling the tight hole rubbing along his hard cock, moaning with Seguchi as he began to rise from pain into pleasure. Tohma snaked a hand down to his crotch, playing with his balls as Hiro filled his tight butt. He felt himself fast approaching his orgasm, the first with the one he could spend his life with, but held it in so as not to disappoint. Hiro\'s vision began to blur as he came closer, feeling the ass get looser, less constricting around his meat. He moaned loud, feeling a bit of uncontrolled cum slosh out of his rod into Tohma, who began to scream in pleasure.
\"Ah! Hiro-sama! I\'m close! It feels so good! You\'re so thick!\" The former Grasper ((well, different KIND of Grasper, now...)) moaned as he came, feeling his warm milk spill all over his hand, the one fondling his testes as he gripped the table with the other. Hiro, however, wasn\'t quite done. He pulled Tohma up, laying him on all fours on the carpet as he fucked him from behind, getting harder and faster as he came closer to the brink.
\"Oh, Gods...Tohma...I\'m cumming,,,,\" The teen felt himself shoot into his President\'s warm ass, watching it spill out the sides as he jacked Seguchi off again, feeling the blonde cum on his fingers as he pulled out, licking it, sucking his fingers individually as he watched Tohma do the same. \"Yummy...\" He smiled, kissing his new lover passionately as they fell, holding each other tightly.
\"Never leave, Hiro-sama...\"
\"...Tohma-shacho...\"
((To be continued...))
\"You know, you ARE the shacho of the biggest label in Japan. If I WERE to say anything, would it really matter? You could just have me silenced, like Tacky.\" ((Taki...-ed.)) He stuffed a hand in his pocket, occupying himself by looking at the ceiling.
\"Still...it\'d be a shame to waste such talent.\" The President smiled lightly, closing his eyes as he kissed Ryu...and Kumagoro....goodbye. The brunette pop star winked at Hiro as he exited, showing a rare moment of clarity with the sentence
\"Believe me, it\'s worth it.\" And then, in a much higher octave, \"Good luck, Hiro-guitar-samaaaaaaa!\"
With that, the bunny walked out of the room, unaware of the headbanded one\'s hand in it\'s ass, as well as K\'s tracking device in the same area. Tohma blinked.
\"Well...\" Hiro leaned forward, looking into his Shacho\'s eyes. \"What DID you call me here for...? Seems like the only use I could\'ve been to you is already taken care of...\" He reached into his rival\'s lap, licking his fingers as he drew them back. Tohma felt his warm touch on his thighs, moqaning softly as his lips mopving involuntarily.
\"Ai...shi...teru...AISHITERU, HIRO-SAMA!\" The hat-lover felt as if a huge weight had been moved from his chest to his thoat, blocking all other noises from escape. The guitarist gazed ahead unfazed.
\"I know, Shacho. That\'s why I came.\" He stood up, sticking a hand down his pants as he flipped his long hair back with the other. The redhead walked over to the man who claimed him as his lover, getting down on one knee so as to be level as they kissed. Tohma\'s eyes opened wide, but relaxed as he did and closed again. \"Don\'t worry...I\'ll treat you right.\"
\"Be...gentle, Hiro-sama...\" Tohma held Hiro tightly as the man, well-toned from carrying his guitar, lifted the smalled man off the seat, feeling him unzip his fly.
\"I will.\" With those two words, Hiro felt his Shacho massage the tip of his cock, and threw him onto his desk, lifting his legs above his head so that they rested on his shoulders. \"First, take off your pants.\" Tohma did as he was told, sliding his pleather down to his raised ankles, revealing his fine-shaved legs and silk briefs. \"Heh...figures you\'d wear panties...\" Hiro kissed him again, reaching up his lover\'s undergarments to fondle his hardening member, slowly pumping it as the blonde one moaned, arching his back, laying on his elbows to watch. Hiro noticed, stopping to tease the man. \"Aww....you wanna feel good?\" Tohma nodded, lump still in his throat. He swallowed hard.
\"H-Hiro-sama? Do...do you love me?\" He winced, awaiting the answer. Hiro paused, sighing.
\"No. I don\'t. I love Ayaka. However...\" He lifted Tohma again his fully-erect length, stroking his hair. \"Who am I to deny you pleasure?\" He pressed the tip against the boy\'s rosebud, watching him bite his fingers to keep from crying out in pain. He licked his cheek as a lone tear traced down the shacho\'s face. \"It gets better...yakusoku.\" Hiro lowered Seguchi onto his back, making him lie on the desk as he started to slowly pump his asshole, feeling the tight hole rubbing along his hard cock, moaning with Seguchi as he began to rise from pain into pleasure. Tohma snaked a hand down to his crotch, playing with his balls as Hiro filled his tight butt. He felt himself fast approaching his orgasm, the first with the one he could spend his life with, but held it in so as not to disappoint. Hiro\'s vision began to blur as he came closer, feeling the ass get looser, less constricting around his meat. He moaned loud, feeling a bit of uncontrolled cum slosh out of his rod into Tohma, who began to scream in pleasure.
\"Ah! Hiro-sama! I\'m close! It feels so good! You\'re so thick!\" The former Grasper ((well, different KIND of Grasper, now...)) moaned as he came, feeling his warm milk spill all over his hand, the one fondling his testes as he gripped the table with the other. Hiro, however, wasn\'t quite done. He pulled Tohma up, laying him on all fours on the carpet as he fucked him from behind, getting harder and faster as he came closer to the brink.
\"Oh, Gods...Tohma...I\'m cumming,,,,\" The teen felt himself shoot into his President\'s warm ass, watching it spill out the sides as he jacked Seguchi off again, feeling the blonde cum on his fingers as he pulled out, licking it, sucking his fingers individually as he watched Tohma do the same. \"Yummy...\" He smiled, kissing his new lover passionately as they fell, holding each other tightly.
\"Never leave, Hiro-sama...\"
\"...Tohma-shacho...\"
((To be continued...))