What was it with men and twins?
Asami Ryuichi sat in the back of his luxurious limo, two blond men on either side of him. Kirishima's hands fisted in his lap as he watched his boss kiss the one blond while the other blond ran his hands down Asami's chest unbuttoning the business powerhouse's dress shirt.
Some men were so lucky.
To prevent himself from having to watch the ongoing display of unadulterated lust, Kirishima raised the black partition.
~ TWINS ~
In the back of the limo, Asami Ryuichi slowly slid the remaining waiter outfit off his one partner. Once he had the boy nude, he took in the newly revealed sight. The boy was absolutely gorgeous. A word he never usually used to describe anything or anyone. But this boy...
Down on the floor of the limo, knelt the other blond he had brought with him from the gala tonight. The two blonds were actually twins. They were not identical, but they were nearly so. The blond kneeling before him, Sudou Shuu was it? A stage name of course. Sudou was a famous model, popular in and out of Japan. And not just for his modeling talent.
Sudou had come to the gala on the arm of some politician trying to impress. His younger twin, Akihito - name as beautiful as he- had been in attendance as wait staff. Neither had known that the other would be there. As such, Sudou had not been pleased. He'd been embarrassed by his younger twin's presence in such a "lowly" position. It had been as they were arguing, or rather, as Sudou was yelling at Akihito while Akihito simply remained calm, that Asami had spotted the pair.
He was instantly taken in by Takaba Akihito. It was not just the boys looks. There was just an "air" about the boy. Something special. He had to have him. However, Sudou Shuu recognized him as soon as he approached The slutty gold digger was instantly all over him. So he had decided to put the older twin to use. Little Akihito had been shy and cute. Embarrassed by his proposal. Sudou took to it with only a bare reluctance. Not wanting to share the infamous Asami Ryuichi with his younger twin but not wanting to miss such an opportunity.
Asami recaptured Akihito's lips. The cute blond was unpractised in the art of kissing, but he was not unpleasant to kiss. Besides, he would train the boy. Unlike sweet little Akihito, Sudou's mouth worked his cock like the practiced whore he was reported to be.
The limo pulled to a stop and a knock sounded on the partition. Pulling away from Akihito's luxurious lips, Asami called out to his men. "Just keep diving around the city." He then returned to Akihito's lips. It would have been more comfortable to head up the hotel room but he had no desire to interrupt what was happening now. And then there was Akihito to think of, the boy was without a stitch of clothing to protect himself.
Reaching inside a hidden compartment by his seat, Asami pulled out a bottle of his favorite lube. Slicking up his fingers, he gently rubbed the crevice between Akihito's plump ass cheeks. The boy pulled away, his hazel eyes so dazed with lust, looked into Asami's golden ones. "W-wha—"
"Shhhhh, it's okay. Just relax. You'll feel good, I promise."
Asami recaptured Akihito's lips, his fingers gently working the boy's obvious virgin hole open. Reaching deep inside Asami fond that one sweet spot. Akihito screamed into Asami's mouth as his young body shuddered in climax. Thick, warm cream splattered onto Asami's stomach and chest.
Akihito panted as he slowly recovered. He spotted the mess he made of Asami. An embarrassed flush joined in with the lustful one already heating his flesh. "I-I'm s-sor—"
Asami recaptured Akihito's lips, lust burning him alive. He fisted his free hand into Sudou's hair and thrust his hips forward. Fucking the kneeling blond's mouth with his cock. Silently, he climaxed into the model's mouth. Finished he pulled free of the model's mouth.
"Do you live with your brother Akihito?" Asami whispered. Akihito merely shook his head as he rested against Asami. "Good." Asami pressed a kiss to Akihito's flushed cheek. "Give me his address." Akihito whispered his reply.
Asami lowered the partition. "Suoh, take us to ******. It is time to take Sudou-san home. I have an early morning and a late night of work to complete." Neither Suoh or Kirishima said anything.
A few short minutes later the limo arrived in front of the model's home. Kirishima exited the vehicle and opened the back door. "We have arrived at your home Sudou-san. Have a pleasant evening."
Disappointed and dissatisfied, Sudou Shuu exited the limo. Kirishima closed the door and returned to his own seat. Suoh pulled away and they were off to whatever whim struck their boss next.