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Satorou was 21 years old when he made the worst and best decision he could have made in his entire life.
The young man with the white hair and brightest blue eyes you had ever seen wasn't the person who liked to study hours on end or work a ten hour shift in some stupid supermarket.
No.
He wanted to have an easy, comfortable life with as little work hours as possible.
And with those expectations of his future occupation that was supposed to feed him and guarantee him a roof over his head, there was not much left that he could do for a living.

The one thing Satorou had in mind wasn't something that you would tell everyone freely that you met in a cafe or even your friends or parents. It was something that was kept secret and only enjoyed behind closed doors. But for Satorou, it was exactly what would meet his standards that he chose for himself.
Easy, quick money that didn't require a 9-5 job and turned him into a corporate slave that was only a shell of his own being.

Satorou decided to become a porn actor.

With only 21 years old and a body that everyone wished they had, he was sure that he would be a star in no time. And he couldn't wait for all the girls that he would get to know through that business. And fuck.
He was too lazy to use all those stupid dating apps and text for days on end until he was able to meet them and get rid of his already blue balls. It was too much work for a quick fuck.
Working as a porn actor however, he could have all the girls he wanted to. He would never ever need to use another dating app again.
He hoped his first shoot would be scheduled very soon.
He was ready to fuck a pretty pussy in front of a camera and make her scream for his dick.

He was confident as he drove towards the company that he had applied to and was invited for a first meeting, dressed in a black dress shirt that he kept open and tight black leather pants that showed off his perfectly round ass cheeks. No one would be able to resist him like this, the blue eyed man was sure of that.

He was guided into the room by a nice blonde front desk man where he was told to wait for the lead director of the “movies” and part owner of the company to start their job interview.

Satorou sat down on a black leather couch that stood against a white wall of the room with a small table in front of it where already a glass bottle of water and two glasses were offered for both parties. How nice.
He took out his phone and checked a few messages from his friends while he waited for the director, his palms a little sweaty and his heart hammering anxiously in his chest.
He never had a real job interview before that he took as seriously as this, and he didn't have any experience in this field. Both of those things made him a bit nervous.
He really wanted to do this, he wanted to become popular and rich and enjoy his life while being as free as possible to do whatever he wanted.
It sounded like a dream career.

After around 15 minutes of waiting, the door finally opened. Satorou's heart leaped into his throat as he heard someone stepping in from the door behind him and he jumped off the couch to greet the man who held all the power here.

His stunning blue eyes wandered to the other man across from him, widening as he took him in.
Long dark hair that pooled over his shoulders in waves, a black eyebrow piercing and lip ring decorating his pretty face. Full lips turned into a small smile as deep purple eyes looked into his.

“Hello, you must be Satorou Gojo, right ?”
A deep voice brought him back from his stupor and Gojo blinked a few times, forcing himself to quit staring at the man in front of him.
He couldn't believe how hot that guy was. He was only wearing a loose tank top that showed off his big arms and muscular shoulders and chest, revealing a bit of chest hair and making it painfully obvious how well trained he was.

Satorou wasn't into men at all, but this one…. He was the most handsome man he had ever seen. He had no idea the sight of a hot guy could make him feel that way. Especially since the director must be around ten to fifteen years older than him.

“I.. uh… Yes. Yes, that's me. Nice to meet you…Sir.”
Satorou stuttered nervously, shaking the hand that was offered to him. He had never expected a porn director to be so smoking hot. He had expected a perverted loser in his mid forties who made creepy comments and never showered.
Oh how wrong he had been.

“Nice to meet you too. My name is Suguru Geto. You can call me whatever you want. But most pretty little twinks like you call me daddy.”
The dark haired man smirked as he looked down at his new employee and saw how his cheeks turned pink and his full lips parted in shock at the bold words that came out of his mouth.

Suguru was always straightforward and brash, speaking his mind. He never let anyone police his mouth, that's why he became part owner of his own business and did his own thing. He was his own boss, he hated if anyone thought they could tell him what to do. Suguru was the head of this company, and no one else. The other part owner, Kento Nanami, was only in it for the money, he didn't want to have anything to do with this and gave him free reign. Which was very much to Geto’s liking.

“Please sit down. Let's have a talk.”
Suguru sat down on the leather covered chair right opposite of the couch with the small table in between them, opening the bottle of water and offering the nervous little thing something to drink.
It was obvious that his nerves were on edge at the moment.
How cute.

Satorou sat down like he was told to, trying to calm down a bit. The director shouldn't notice how nervous he actually was, he didn't want to make a bad impression on him. He wanted this job now more than ever since he knew how hot the boss was. The white haired man took the offered glass of water and downed it in no time, waiting for the inevitable questions that would follow.

“So, Satorou. I read your application of course in preparation for this conversation. You are 21, right? Don't you want to go to college and learn a real job with a safe future instead of joining this dirty business? Most people say once you are in, you are never getting out of it again. Nobody wants you once they get to know what you did in those past years.”
Suguru did his duty by warning the young man about the consequences of joining his company right away, wanting to have that off the table.
People weren't stupid, of course it was logical that the porn industry was looked down upon, everyone knew that. This pretty blue eyed boy looked like he had a brain and knew damn well what he was doing. But rules were rules, and Suguru had to ask him if he was absolutely sure that he wanted to make this choice. There was no going back.

“Oh, yes. I am 21. And college and studying just isn't for me. I don't want a boring 9-5 corporate job or working my ass off in a hospital or something like that. I know what I am doing, thanks for the warning. I chose this because I want to be as free as possible to do what I want and not lose myself in some stupid company that doesn't even care about me.”
Satorou answered honestly, hoping that his answer would satisfy the boss.

The dark haired man with the deep purple eyes nodded and wrote something down on the notepad that he had brought.
That only made Satorou's anxiety spike up even more. Why wasn't he saying anything?

“Good. Then that's off the table. Let's get to the interesting things. Do you have any experience with men?”
Suguru looked straight into his ocean eyes and saw how his pretty face fell and Satorou's jaw dropped.

“With….with men?”
The white haired man stuttered once more, but now out of pure confusion and shock. Why would the boss ask him about men? His application clearly said that he was straight and only interested in girls. He would never want to touch a man or get touched by one.
He liked pussy. Not…dick.

The director chuckled in amusement and leaned forwards, his elbows on his knees while staring straight into the others eyes.
“Yes, with men. We are only looking for male on male actors at the moment. And you would be a perfect candidate. It doesn't matter if you are hetero, gay, or anywhere else on the spectrum, my dear. This is a job, plain and simple. Just as you said, it's easy and quick money where you don't give your soul to a company that doesn't give a fuck about you.
Here, you would need to let yourself get fucked by a man once or twice a week, maybe suck a dick or eat someone's ass, and then you are done.
We only shoot on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Weekends are off.”
Suguru pulled a cigarette out of the pocket of his pants, lighting himself one and taking a deep inhale while not letting his eyes wander off the younger man.

He was curious how he would react. He wanted this pretty little twink to work for him. He wanted to have his ass signed and be his boss.
Suguru was even willing to raise his pay a bit from the average to get his signature on his contract.

It's been a while since he had such a pretty face sitting on his couch and asking for a job. So Suguru couldn't miss this opportunity.

Satorou wasn't sure about this. He bit himself on his lower lip while he watched the director lighting himself a cigarette. He looked even hotter with that thing in his mouth, Satorou couldn't believe it. Normally he found smoking disgusting and would immediately lose all interest in the person once the put a cancer stick in their mouth. But with this man… everything was just different.

But could he imagine himself being with a man?
“I have no experience with men. I only ever did it with girls. I don't know…
I am not used to get touched by a man or …. Or pleasuring them. I guess I would be pretty bad. I don't think that a man would have much fun with me. Their anatomy is probably a little different than girls'.”
Satorou said while he blushed a little, shame and embarrassment rolling over him. He had no idea why. But talking about gay sex with this pretty handsome man right in front of him kind of made him blush and lose his ability to speak proper sentences.

Suguru took another deep drag of his cigarette and blew out the smoke, his lips curling into a teasing smile. Oh what an innocent little fawn he had in front of him.
So innocent, so clueless.

“Satorou, I don't think that you got this right. You don't need to know anything about a man's anatomy. You only need to stretch your tight pink hole properly and lay down, letting yourself get fucked into the mattress by another, bigger and taller guy like you are.
Twinks such as you are pretty little bottoms who moan sweetly whenever a bear puts their dick in them, gagging on their cocks with teary eyes. Don't worry, you got this.”
Suguru winked at him, taking another drag of his cigarette.

“B-Bear….?”
The white haired man had no idea what this guy was talking about. However, he understood enough to know that he wasn't supposed to be the active part. And he didn't know what to think about that. He had only ever been the active part, he had never let anything or anyone get close to his ass. He hadn't even thought about it.

“Oh, I'm sorry. It's a gay term for really big, beefy guys who are usually hairy as well. I want to have this height and weight difference to highlight the roles of both parts. Many people have a thing for a really big guy fucking a pretty small bottom. You aren't short in height but your physique is very fitting for what I have in mind. Don't worry, we will of course prepare you enough and I promise you won't feel uncomfortable. All of our actors are very nice and kind people who only want your best. This is just acting, no matter in what situation I might put you in. None of it is actually true.”

Suguru tried to reassure the nervous looking boy, knowing how he just talked to him sounded probably a little scary to him. But he did that on purpose, he wanted him to know how things were going here, about what was awaiting him if he said yes. Suguru wanted him, of course. But he also wouldn't sugar coat the things and trap the boy in a job he really didn't want.

Satorou finally turned his eyes away, looking at the floor and curling his hands into fists, digging his nails into his palms. He didn't know what to do. He wasn't gay, he never even imagined doing something with a man. But he wanted this job. He needed to make money. They were only working during the weekdays, he had much free time. That's everything he wanted. He couldn't think about better working conditions.
Now he only needed to get used to the fact that he would shoot with men, and let himself getting fucked by them.
Big ones called ‘bears.’
Satorou had never heard of that term before.
He needed to make a decision, he didn't want to make the director wait any longer.
It was a job, he had to see it that way. He didn't do it because he was attracted to them, he did it because he was paid to do it. He could still fuck girls in his free time, it didn't change his sexuality.

“Hey, Satorou. Don't think too much about it. If the thought of doing it with men makes you uncomfortable…”

“No. No. I’ll do it. It's okay. I made my decision.”
Satorou interrupted Suguru, nodding his head frantically and smiling nervously at the boss of the company. He knew he just had been very rude for interrupting him, but he wanted him to know that he would sign. He wanted to work for him. Even if it meant giving up his anal virginity.

“Good. Very good.”
The dark haired man smiled at him, handing over a piece of paper and a pen for Satorou to sign the contract.
That would be so much fun.
For Suguru, at least.

“Here, please read it carefully before you sign. And if you are free for the rest of the day, I can show you around a little and introduce you to a few people.”

“Oh, yes. Yes, of course. We can do that.”
Satorou of course didn't really read the contract carefully. He only saw that he would be required to shoot 2 Videos per week, and the shooting would take as long as Suguru wanted until it fit his standards. His pay was also depending on the popularity of the videos, but wouldn't be any less than 3.000 dollar a month. Which wasn't bad for the start. The pay would rise the more popular his videos would become over time. Everyone had to start somewhere.

Satorou signed the contract, giving his body over to the most beautiful man he had ever seen, and he didn't even feel bad about it. He asked himself if he had signed if Suguru wasn't so hot, and he probably would never know. It surely did play a huge part in his decision, and he hated himself for being so easily influenced by him. Why was he interested in a man all of the sudden? He had never cared about them before. And now he let some random, hot guy who would be his future boss talking him into getting railed by other men for money.

“Good job. Then stand up and let me show you our different sets. Maybe we even see someone in action.”
The director winked at him, offering him a hand to stand up with a flirty smirk on his lips.
Suguru had read the white haired twink completely, he knew his weaknesses by now. He was an open book for him.
A confident fuck boy on the outside who used women for his own pleasure without making them cum once, but once a beautiful man was close to them and made them feel something they never felt before towards a guy, they were completely confused and had no idea what they were doing.
It was kinda cute seeing him struggling with himself like that every time Suguru flirted a little with him. He wasn't even going all out and Satorou was already blushing bright like a tomato.

The blue eyed boy took his hand and let him get pulled up by his now boss, looking him into his deep purple eyes.
The lip and eyebrow piercing fit his face really well, accentuating his full rosy lips and dark eyes in a beautiful and unique way.

Suguru led his newest employee out of his office and into the area where they filmed their videos. It was a large building with a couple of different rooms that all created a different set for all kinds of different videos. A kitchen with a big counter where people could bend comfortably over or even entirely lay on, a washroom with a dryer and a washing machine for obvious purposes and a bathroom with a big shower and a hot tub that could easily fit multiple people.

Everything was decorated very carefully and thoughtfully so that those sets could really seem like real kitchens and bathrooms of real people and not rooms of porn companies. Everything seemed very real, it was overwhelming to Satorou how high quality everything here was.

“And, what do you say? Can you imagine yourself being in one of those sets and creating your very first videos here ?”
Suguru asked him as he led him through the bathroom, opening the shower where body washes, shampoos and even razors were stocked inside. Like at everyone's home.
He gave Satorou a meaningful look as his eyes wandered from the white haired man to the big shower cabinet, making it obvious that he thought about the young white haired man getting fucked inside of it.

Satorou blushed once more, swallowing thickly.
His boss really was a menace. Why was he saying something like that to him?
Yeah, they were at a porn set, but did he have to flirt with him so heavily ?
Wasn't that… inappropriate for a boss and his employee?

“I see. This is probably all a little bit much for you. You don't have to answer that question. I already have my answer.”
The dark haired man closed the door of the shower again with another close look at the stunned boy who wasn't able to speak. Suguru couldn't believe how easy he was. The more time he spent with him and learned about him, he wanted to have him.

Normally Suguru kept his hands off his own employees, he looked for partners outside of his own company. It was easier and he didn't want to abuse the power he held over his own people. Suguru was a good man, despite the field of work that he chose for himself.

But that little innocent flower right in front of him, it was hard to resist the temptation that he was. Suguru normally counted himself as a strong person who wasn't easily influenced by a pretty face and lost all control over himself. He had too many partners in his 38 years of life and did too many things with other people to get weak in the knees for an individual that he barely knew, but Satorou was special.
Maybe he would make an exception for him and allow himself one tiny little mistake.

“Come on, I have one more set I have to show you. It's my favorite. I hope you will like it too.”
Suguru turned around and left the bathroom, Satorou closely following him.
The room was a little bit further away from the other rooms, making Satorou think that it was a special set. The others were door on door, the kitchen right next to the bathroom set.
But this one was in another area, a few doors between the other different sets.

A red light was turned on right above the black door of the room, but Suguru ignored it and just opened the door, making sure that Satorou was right behind him.
He looked over his shoulder, reaching for the younger man's hand, making sure that he couldn't run away once he stepped inside.

Satorou looked at him with his pretty blue eyes open wide, unaware of what he would run into during the next few seconds.

Suguru pulled him inside the set that seemed to be very special, and as soon as the door opened, he heard deep moans and high pitched whines coming out of it. Rhythmic slapping sounds echoed to Satorou's ears, making it very obvious what was happening there on the inside.
The white haired man tried to pull away, but Suguru tightened his grip on his hand and didn't let go.
So he was forced to see what was going on on the inside.

He stumbled behind the boss inside and all heads immediately turned into their direction to see who was disturbing them.

Satorou swallowed thickly as his eyes fell on the two men, and he wished he could vanish into thin air, or for the ground to swallow him whole.

This room was the biggest set he had seen here, double or even thrice the size of the kitchen and bathroom.
It was dark, mostly, but there was a bright light that was directed at the two….actors.
They were laying on a big king sized bed with burgundy red sheets, a small, light blue haired man on his back with his legs spread wide, a metal bar keeping his legs open which was shackled to his ankles by cuffs.
His wrists were also tied together above his head, a silver chain connecting the handcuffs to the headboard above him.
His bright eyes were wide open and teary, his face flushed and covered in tears and spit.
His mouth…

On top of the tied up blonde boy was kneeling a much bigger man who was completely naked and… and fucking the others mouth. He held his head up by his long hair and used his mouth like someone else would use a pocket pussy.
Rough, harsh, not considering the others' comfort at all.
The blue haired boy was crying very obviously and loudly gagging around the top’s cock in his mouth who rammed it inside roughly over and over again.

“Don't let yourselves get distracted by me. I'm just showing the new guy around. Fushiguro, good work as always. You too, Mahito. Keep going please, don't mind us.”
Suguru smiled at the both actors and they actually listened to their boss, the guy he called Fushiguro just continued to thrust his cock inside the other's mouth like nothing happened.

Satorou shouldn't be as shocked as he was since he was still in a porn production facility, and he had literally applied for this job, but seeing this happening right in front of his eyes was still… weird. He had never watched gay porn before, and the top’s brutality and roughness combined with the restraints that the bottom was in and one of the cameras filmed right between his forced open legs…
Satorou imagined himself being in his position and that kind of scared him.
Suguru seemed to notice his stiffness and leaned over to him, whispering in his ear.
“Don't worry, we won't start with something like that. Fushiguro is an expert in BDSM, that's what they are doing right now. That's a category you don't have to go into if you don't like. We have plenty of other categories that aren't so rough such as this. But if you want to try, Fushiguro is always open to teach newbies and give them a little taste of what he does.”
The director smiled as he pulled away, looking into Satorou's shocked face.
Yes, BDSM probably wasn't for him. But Suguru didn't think he was either, he seemed way too vanilla for this. A simple fuckboy who only wanted to get his dick wet, probably not knowing how to even spell kink.
Maybe Suguru could change that….

They watched the actors for a couple of moments longer until Mahito came untouched, only from Fushiguro fucking his throat. Satorou's jaw dropped, he had never seen something like that. And he never ever came untouched before himself, he couldn't imagine doing that by only….by only someone fucking his throat so painfully. That was so sick. There must be something very wrong with the light blue haired man.

“Are you jealous? Coming untouched is something very special and you need a very experienced top to do that with. Someone who knows your body and your preferences just like their own. Mahito and Toji have been doing this kind of thing for a few years now and shooting on a regular basis with each other, so their trust in each other is deep. You can learn many things from them. It's beautiful to watch their interactions with their deep bond that they build up over all those years.”
Suguru gave him a little more serious look this time, as if he was giving important advice and Satorou nodded, listening to the boss.
He would try to maybe talk to one of them if he had the chance to in the upcoming weeks and ask them whatever he could. But not for a shoot with them, Satorou really wasn't into… all the restraints and roughness.

Suguru walked across the big room, Satorou’s hand still in his and walked through the hidden door that the white haired man hadn't even noticed before. Satorou still had trouble pulling his eyes away from the two men on the bed who were still going at it. Even though it wasn't for him, it was still fascinating to watch. Suguru was right.

The room he brought him inside now wasn't at all like the other sets.
It was a regular bedroom with a normal sized bed with white linen, a wooden wardrobe and nightstand with a lamp next to the bed.
The interior was nothing fancy or expensive, just like a student bedroom in a shared apartment would look like.

The boss let go of his hand and sat down on the bed, patting on the spot next to him and Satorou sat down as well, close to him.

“So, what do you think? How are you feeling so far ?”
Suguru asked, driving a hand through his long dark hair and lit himself another cigarette.

Satorou gave him a side eye for that, he hated the smell of the smoke that was blown into his face a second later, but he didn't have the balls to say anything. The older man looked too good smoking his cigarette, and Satorou secretly wanted to watch him and not immediately get on his bad side for asking him to stop.

“I am doing great. The sets are very well decorated and look nice and clean, I am sure I will feel comfortable there.”
Satorou smiled at the older man, wanting to make the best impression on him that he could. He wanted him to like him, even though he had no idea why. Was it only because he was his superior, or was it because of his looks?
Satorou had no idea, but he couldn't change how he felt about him. His heavy flirting really was getting to him.

“I'm glad that you like them. Those rooms will be your main workplaces. Sometimes we are also doing outdoor shoots, but I have scouts that search out safe places before we go. So don't worry about getting caught, it never happened before. But aside from that, how do you feel about the male on male thing ?”
Suguru took another deep inhale of his cigarette, looking into the boy's bright blue eyes while he pressed him for the answer he actually wanted to hear. To him it was very obvious that Satorou was extremely nervous about it and wouldn't want another man to touch him any time soon, but he wanted to know if he would admit to it as well, or if he would lie and downplay it.

He was still analyzing his most recent and most interesting employee he had in a while. Satorou was such an easy target for his teasing, it was extremely fun to poke him for answers and put him with his back to a wall. Like a predator with his prey.

“I uh… I'm getting used to the thought. I admit that it's not what I came here for, but I think I can do it. If I can get to know the other actors a little before we do the actual shooting and get some time to prepare myself, I promise I will do my best to give you the best performance I am able to. If the other actors are just as half as nice as you are, I am sure I will easily get used to it.”
Satorou raised his eyes to the slightly taller man, giving him a wide smile. Suguru really was extremely nice to him, giving him a tour through the sets and advice about speaking to the other actors if he had the chance to, reassuring him that they also were nice people. As the owner of this company, Satorou was sure that he had a million better things to do than taking care of a newbie like him.

“Oh, don't flatter me like that. I'm just trying to make you feel as comfortable as possible here. It must be a little scary since you have no experience in this field of work at all and now I'm throwing you in the gay section where you also have no experience with. But if you would like to, I could help you out there a little bit.”
Suguru put a hand beneath Satoru's chin, lifting his head up so the other couldn't look away.
“H-Help out…?”
Satorou stuttered, overwhelmed with the sudden physical touch. He had no idea what the older man meant with that. His body was focused on the hand beneath his chin, his brain unable to function at his warm fingers and their skin to skin contact. No one had touched him like this before.

“Yes, helping out. I could show you the basics that you need to know for your position as a bottom. I could help you out with stretching and show you how to properly prepare yourself for a shoot. I could help you with overcoming your fears of another man's touch on your body.
You said yourself, I am a very nice man. You don't have to be afraid around me anymore, do you? I promise I will be careful and that I won't make it hurt.”
The dark haired man encouraged Satorou to listen to him and agree to his offering, licking his lips at the thought of training this hetero fuckboy and turning him into a cock loving slut.
He wouldn't want to fuck any pussy on this earth anymore, he wouldn't be able to cum without a dick in his ass.

That's what he was imagining ever since he saw his picture on his application. Suguru had a kink for turning straight boys gay for his cock. His, and only his.
And he had a feeling that this white haired little angel would easily get addicted to him.

Satorou opened his mouth and closed it again, staring into Suguru’s purple eyes and he listened to his words as tried to understand what he wanted from him. He wanted to ‘train’ him…?
He wanted to help him get used to other men touching him?
It sounded weird at first, but the more Satorou thought about it, the more it made sense.
It was obvious that he needed a little help before he would be with a man for the first time in front of a camera, he had no idea how gay sex worked. Well, of course he knew how it worked, but not what he had to do or what was expected of him.
Especially not how he should behave and act for the camera. Porn was never the reality of real sex. Porn was overacted, and the actors had a few tricks up their sleeve to make it look like everyone imagined how sex worked, but just didn't in real life. The amounts of cum that the actors spilled in their partner's mouth or the positions they fucked in.
Like shower sex. It looked nice on camera, but was just not so good in real life.

So it would probably be a good thing if Suguru helped him and ‘trained’ him a little. Satorou could need any kind of help right now.
And he couldn't imagine doing that with anyone else but him.

"Y-Yes, please. That…. That would be really helpful. Thank you, S-Suguru.”
The younger man stuttered, still overwhelmed by the close proximity they were in. Suguru just had this aura of power, dominance and sex that made Satorou weak in the knees and unable to refuse anything that he offered.

What was this man doing to him?
Why did he agree to this?

“Good boy. Then come back tomorrow at the same time and we will start with your training. I will be waiting for you.”
Suguru retreated his hand, letting go of the younger man and stood up from the bed.

He just vanished through the door like nothing happened between them, and Satorou couldn't believe that he just left him there like that.
He white haired man blinked a few times, taking a deep breath before he drove his hand through his face and stood up as well, making himself ready to leave the building and drive home.

As he was about to walk through the door that led into the big set that resembled a bedroom, someone walked towards him.
Someone only dressed in underwear.
Satorou took a step back and wanted to look away, but the other man grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and kept him from moving away.

“Don't run away. You can look, I'm allowing it. I even want you to do it.”
The tall, muscular man with bright green eyes and a scar on the corner of his mouth whispered to him, leaning in close.
“So you are the boss's newest project, hm? I have to say, he picked a very pretty face this time. Welcome to the crew. I guess we will see each other frequently from now on.”
The dark haired man let go of Satoru's shirt again and offered him his hand.
“My name is Toji Fushiguro, but for colleagues just Toji. Nice to meet you.”
Satorou looked at his hand a little perplexed. The man, Toji, just acted as if Satorou hadn't watched him fucking someones mouth a few minutes ago. But maybe he was just so used to other people watching him having sex that he just didn't care anymore. Satorou would probably get to that point too very soon.

“I’m Satorou Gojo. Nice to meet you too, Toji.”
The white haired man smiled up at his muscular opposite, his mind repeating Suguru's voice who told him that he was an expert in something that was called BDSM, which was probably something like what he had done to the poor blue haired man. Tying up other people and being rough with them, inflicting pain and forcing them to take his huge dick however he wanted. Something Satorou didn't even want to think about.

“Satorou, what a unique name. Have you any experience in the porn industry or is this your first job? You look pretty young.”

“This is my first job. I don't have any experience.
I applied to be an actor in the hetero category, but the boss told me that he is only looking for gay actors. So… I guess that I have no experience at all, unfortunately.”
Satorou gave Toji an awkward smile while rubbing his neck, thinking if he really should have said that. One thing about him was that he was over sharing from time to time, telling strangers a bit too much about himself.

Tojis mouth twisted into a dark smirk, a low grunt escaping his throat.
“Did he tell you that, huh? What a surprise. Well then, welcome to the gay section. If you have any questions, just ask. Everyone here is very helpful as we all had our first days here and started somewhere. And if you would like to have a session with me, I'm always willing to show some vanillas like you the place where they belong. Down at my feet.”
Toji leaned closer to him, their noses almost touching. Satorou felt his hot breath against his lips, forest green meeting bright ocean blue.

Satorou forgot how to breathe for a few seconds until Toji turned around, walking straight through the set and out of the door that was his way to the outside as well.
Out of this building, that's what Satorou wanted as well. Because all those men here…. They made him feel weird and as nervous as he had never been around other men…
They were all so flirty and forward and Satorou couldn't handle it. He couldn't handle them talking to him like that.
His pants were getting tighter and tighter and he had no idea what they were doing to him.

He stormed out of the building as fast as he could, trying to calm down on his way home and trying not to think about what his smoking hot boss would do with him tomorrow.

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Satorou wasn't able to sleep that night.
He masturbated two times, both times thinking about his boss and what he would do to him.
He had never been able to cum from only making up scenarios in his head. He always needed pictures or videos to pleasure himself to, but not this time.
This time, the image of Suguru on his inner eye was enough to make him cum within a few short minutes. And what he would look like naked.

Fuck.
What the hell was wrong with him?

This man…. He was doing things to him….
Things he never thought were possible.

The white haired man got up and took a shower, making himself ready for the meeting with his boss. He wanted to smell good and be clean for him, he didn't know how far they would go today, what his boss had planned for him. So he just wanted to be prepared for everything.
He was extremely nervous as he drove back to the company, his heart beating heavily in his chest and his face was already heating up as he told the front desk person about his meeting with the boss.

He couldn't wait to see what Suguru wanted to do with him, but at the same time, he was scared that he wouldn't be good enough for him. That he couldn't satisfy the expectations the other man had for him. He didn't want to disappoint.
To be honest, Satorou had liked the way the boss had praised him a few times, and called him a good boy. That had been very present in his fantasies about him while he touched himself to the image of him. He wanted to hear more of that, he wanted to know that he was doing the right thing, that Suguru was proud of him.
Only the thought of his deep, rich voice saying his name like that and rumbling praises in his ear made him blush all over again.

Unfortunately, right at that second the man in question opened the door and stepped inside.
“Hello, Satorou. Good to see you again.”
Suguru greeted him, his long, dark hair half tied in a knot at the back of his head today. The rest falling loosely over his shoulders again. This style looked even hotter on him. Satorou had to force himself to stop staring at the man once more, his mouth suddenly very dry.

“H-Hello. Nice to see you too.”
The white haired man answered, his eyes fixed on the floor in front of him to prevent his eyes from wandering again. He couldn't look the man in the eyes while still thinking about what he had done yesterday evening while thinking about him. It was dirty and bad what he had done, and he wasn't proud of it at all. Seeing him now and being so close to him again, it made Satorou very ashamed of himself all of a sudden.

“I think it's better if we relocate for the things that we are about to do today. Please follow me, the office isn't the right place for that.”
The boss winked at him and held the door open for his pretty employee who was obviously extremely nervous. How cute.
Suguru saw his bright pink cheeks and how he carefully avoided any kind of eye contact with him. Suguru was looking forward to what the next few hours would have in store for him. If he was blushing already… Suguru knew he wasn't ready for what was coming for him.
That poor, innocent soul…

Suguru led him to the special set that was a bit secluded from the rest of the other sets.
The room where he had watched Toji fucking the blonde guy on the big, comfortable looking bed.

“Here. We always make sure to change all sheets and linen after every shoot, so don't worry. Everything is clean and fresh.”
The boss pointed towards the bed for Satorou to sit down on, closing the door and switching the light above the door from green to red. This set was occupied. They wouldn't be disturbed during their little ‘training.’

Satorou sat down on the bed like his boss had told him to, waiting until he joined him, just like yesterday in the other, smaller room.

“Alright. How do you feel? Could you process everything that happened yesterday? Do you have any more questions or things that you want to tell me?”
Suguru asked, easily starting into their conversation. Of course that wasn't what he really wanted to know, but he wanted to make Satorou feel comfortable and safe around him. That was probably very important for the white haired boy who hadn't been intimate with other guys before and was anxious to have his first time.
Suguru couldn't wait to take his innocence and pop his cherry as fast as possible.
That's what he was here for. Nothing more.

“I feel okay. It was a lot yesterday, but I don't regret anything. I'm still… nervous about being with men, but I think that I can do it. I'm grateful that I am able to start so slow with you and am not thrown into the first shoot without having any experience or training. Thank you for taking your time with me.”
Satorou smiled up at the older man shyly, biting his lower lip as he said that. He was indeed grateful for the man's help, not wanting to ask someone like Toji Fushiguro to tell him about how male and male sex worked. He would probably only tie him up like his other partner and ram his dick in his ass without any consideration for his feelings.

So he was grateful that the director and boss of the company personally took him under his wing and was willing to sacrifice his valuable time for him.

“Thats good to hear. I'm glad that you don't regret your decision. I promise that you will feel comfortable here once you overcome your nervousness and fear and get to know everyone. The guys are all eager to meet you and everyone is treated with the respect that they deserve, you included of course. We all want to create a safe and respectful working environment for our actors.”
Suguru reassured the newbie, trying to help him calm down and relax and create an atmosphere of comfort and trust.
Satorou had to trust him in order for him to be able to train him, it was essential for the success of what he wanted to do with him.

The blue eyed boy nodded to everything that his boss said to him, believing every word he said. Suguru was so kind and welcoming towards him, Satorou was sure he only had his best interests in mind.

“Very well. Where should we start then? Maybe by being comfortable without clothes around other men? You will obviously be naked most of the time during the shoots, so this will be a great start. I won't touch you, I am only here around you, looking at your body. This won't overwhelm you for the start, am I correct?”
Suguru smiled encouragingly at the younger man, pointing at his clothes without touching him.
To Satorou, that sounded very reasonable. It was a soft start and it was true that he had to get used to being watched and be naked around them. Suguru was right.
That couldn't be that hard.

“Yes, I think you are right. That's a good thing to start with. I can do it.”
The younger man got up from the bed and started to strip his clothes off with shaky fingers. Only because it wasn't such a hard thing to do, his heart was still beating heavily in his chest. He was taking his clothes off in front of his hot boss, feeling the man's hungry eyes on his body.

His white shirt fell down onto the floor, leaving his upper body bare. That wasn't so bad, being topless around men wasn't anything special since during summer, he saw many naked chests.
Satorou was lean and had also a bit of muscle on his shoulders, arms and chest, feeling confident about himself.

But then his hands wandered down to the fly of his pants, and suddenly he wasn't feeling so confident anymore.
Being shirtless was one thing, but as he pulled down his pants and was only standing there in his underwear… he was getting a bit flustered.

“Come on, Satorou. I know you don't have to be ashamed about what you have underneath. Just show me, I bet it's as pretty as the rest of you.”
Suguru urged him on, his purple eyes wandering between his chest and the bulge in his crotch.

Suguru wasn't hiding his curiosity, he enjoyed teasing the younger man and making him flustered. The heated face of Satorou was his new favorite view, the pink blush on his cheeks fitting his blue eyes perfectly.

Satorou nodded again, unable to speak. But he obeyed his boss, slowly pulling down the black boxer briefs and revealing his private parts to his boss. He was working in the porn industry now, he had chosen this for himself. No one forced him. He really shouldn't act like that, this wasn't anything special. Getting naked was part of the job, a very big part.
However, he didn't know that his boss would be like Suguru. He had no idea that he would feel like this about him. So weird and flustered, but in a good way.

“See? You have nothing to worry about. The guys will love you. You are beautiful, your body is strong but slender and easy to manhandle. Your ass has the perfect shape and your dick has a decent size as well. It will look so pretty flipping around uselessly while you are getting fucked.”
Suguru grunted as he took in the naked body in front of him that Satorou presented to him, circling his finger to make Satorou turn around for him.
The boss wanted to get a good view on everything.

Satorou's heart was leaping in his chest as the older man spoke about him like that, analyzing every aspect of him.
Then Suguru got up from the bed as well, getting closer to him.
Satorou's eyes widened as his boss was closing the distance between them, swallowing thickly as he came to stand only an inch in front of him.
Suguru leaned down, getting both on eye level with each other before he whispered another order to him.
“Bend over for me, pretty boy.”

Satorou forgot to breathe for a second, his brain short circuiting as he heard this command spoken in his dark, husky voice. Satorou felt his cock twitch between his legs and turned around quickly so that his boss wouldn't see.
He turned his back to him and leaned forward, supporting his weight to the big wooden wardrobe right next to him and leaning against it.

Satorou felt Sugurus warm, big hands on his ass and spreading his cheeks wide, taking a good look at this pink, tight but most importantly, untouched entrance.

“Just as I thought. Very beautiful. Do you always shave yourself bare?”
The older man asked while he let one of his fingers wander between his cheeks, feeling the smooth, hairless skin beneath his touch.
Suguru carefully circled Satorou's rim, teasing his virgin hole and pushing against the tight ring of muscle.

Satorou whimpered as his boss touched him like that, unable to hold the noises back. He had never been touched like that, nobody had ever dared to spread his cheeks and finger his hole. And now, Suguru was doing it without even asking for permission or a word of warning.
“I…. Uh….Yes, Yes I do, Sir.”
The words just left Satorou’s mouth with him being unable to think about them. Thinking was impossible right now.
His boss… touched his hole. While he was bending over for him.
How was he supposed to think straight in a situation like this?

“Hmmmm… the boys will like that. Good choice. Keep it that way.”
Suguru retreated his hand from the younger man's ass, taking him by the shoulders and turning him around again, face to face.

“Don't worry, you will do just fine. I see you already getting millions of views with a body like that. Pretty bottoms like you are always popular in the scene, especially with those eyes. They will love it when you tear up choking around a dick in your throat.”
The boss reassured him, caressing his heated face.

Satorou's lower lip trembled as he heard that. He loved the praise that Suguru showered him with. He loved the compliments and the reassurance that he would be successful. However, the harsh, blunt language he used, reminding him of what he would have to do for that success…
It made him nervous again. As he spoke about tearing up, he had to think about the blue haired man again that Toji was kneeling over right here on this bed. He had cried as well while Toji had used his mouth so mercilessly. Satorou was sure it had been painful getting a cock rammed so deeply down his throat, really getting choked with it.
Would that happen to him as well?

“Don't think too much, I can see the gears grinding in your head.
Come on, I will help you relax. I know just the right thing to turn your mind off.”
Suguru guided him back to the bed, helping him lay down on his back with his legs spread wide.
His cock was already half hard, which satisfied the dark haired man greatly. A so-called hetero getting so easily aroused by another man who only played with his hole a little.
Pathetic.
Not so straight now, huh?

Satorou let himself get manhandled by his boss without any protest, getting into the position that he wanted him to. On his back, legs open and his upper body propped up on his elbows.
He had no idea what Suguru wanted to do with him, but it was too late to ask now, wasn't it ?
He had agreed to get trained by him, and he had signed a contract where he basically signed over his bodily autonomy to him. His body belonged to this beautiful dark haired man, and Satorou had no intention of changing that.
At least not yet.

Suguru positioned himself between his spread open legs, reaching out his hand to grab his half hard length and wrap his fingers around his shaft.
“Look at me. Focus on me. Think about nothing but me.”
The orders fell from Suguru’s lips as he looked down into the stunning bright eyes of the other man, wanting to be his center of attention.
He didn't want him to think about anyone else while he touched him. Suguru wanted to train the young man only for himself, imprint himself on him, be the only one he would ever be able to think about while touching himself.

Satorou obeyed, letting his gaze rest on him. He wouldn't have been able to think about anyone else anyways, it hadn't worked yesterday either.
Suguru was too present in his mind, his whole body fixed on him ever since he first saw him.
But thankfully, Suguru didn't know that.

Satorou felt how his boss started to stroke his cock, moving his closed fist up and down his pulsing shaft. His length was growing rock hard within only a few moments of Suguru's touch, Satorou was starting to get really embarrassed after noticing that.
But his slow pumps of his hand on his cock was just so good, he had never been with someone else who immediately knew how to touch him. Suguru however didn't need to be told. One look at Satorou's face was enough for him and he could tell what he liked.

“P-Please… “
The young man moaned, biting on his tongue to keep his moans inside but it was nearly impossible.
Suguru was good, way too good to resist the pleasure he brought him for long.

“Please what, Satorou? Do you want me to stop?”
Suguru pulled his hand back, letting Satorou's rock hard cock drop down onto his stomach. He wouldn't touch anyone who didn't want to be touched. Even though he knew exactly that that wasn't what the blue eyed boy meant. He was only getting great pleasure out of teasing him mercilessly.

The bright eyes of the younger man widened, and he looked confused and irritated at his boss.
No, no that wasn't what he wanted. He had no idea what he wanted. But he didn't want him to stop!
Now that the feeling was gone, he wanted it back all the more. It was the best hand job he ever had, Suguru even knew him better than he himself. He got so close to fast, it was unbelievable.
Pre cum was forming on his neglected tip, slowly dripping down his deep red head.
Satorou still stared in his bosses purple eyes, shame and embarrassment creeping up his cheeks as he opened his words to beg him to continue.
He couldn't believe he was doing this, but this man's touch felt better than anything else he had ever felt.

“N-No, No I didn't mean it like that. Please…. please don't stop.”
Satorou whimpered, begging the other man to grab his cock once more and to continue. He didn't want to miss this feeling now that he knew how good it was. Satorou had the feeling that this moment right now was his downfall.

“Good boy. That's what I want to hear. You are doing perfect so far.”
The dark haired man praised as he reached for his throbbing length to continue what he started.
Satorou was already falling for him by only jerking him off a little bit. Suguru would have turned him into his personal plaything in no time. His perfect little whore, trained after his own personal preferences.

Suguru was drooling on Satorou's pretty cock, making it nice and wet so it would feel even better. The slick length was sliding through his fist with each of his strokes, the pre cum leaking out of his slit like a broken faucet.
The harder Suguru squeezed around his shaft with each stroke, the louder Satorou moaned.
His little noises were music to the boss's ears and he loved that the boy kept eye contact the whole time. Suguru never had to remind him once to look at him.

Like that, he could see every change in his expression, every widening of his eyes or twist of his mouth. He wanted to see what his touch was doing to the man who saw himself as straight, but was easily crumbling beneath him. Suguru wanted to wrap him around his little finger in no time and prove him wrong, make him addicted to him.

“S-Suguru…. S-Suguru please…. I… I am close…”
The young man moaned out loud, his hips twitching and legs trembling

His entire body was at the mercy of his boss, and Satorou wanted to cum. Badly.

“Good boy. You can cum if you want. Go ahead, I wanna watch you fall apart beneath me.”
Suguru urged Satorou on, giving him permission to let go and show his boss what his touch was doing to him. It hadn't taken him long to get to this point at all. Only a few minutes of jerking his hardening length and massaging his very sensitive tip and he had become a sobbing, whimpering mess beneath his palm.
It was ridiculous.
But Suguru loved it.
If only a hand job was bringing him into this state, the boss couldn't wait to see what a real dick in his ass was doing to him.

The young man came all over himself, his cock jerking and twitching in Sugurus closed fist while ropes after ropes of thick white cum were splattering all over his stomach, chest and his bosses fingers.
It was embarrassing and Satorou was blushing heavily, trying to suppress his moans but failing every single time. The pleasure that this man brought him was too overwhelming and something Satorou had never experienced before.
Suguru let him ride out his orgasm, slowly continuing to stroke his length until he was empty and no more cum was trickling down his tip. Satorou was spent, and his eyes fluttered close. He couldn't look at his boss anymore. He was too ashamed of himself.
He came while their eyes never left each other, and he came so easily, too easily for someone who was convinced he was straight and didn't have a thing for beautiful men.

“Don't hide yourself from me, Satorou. It's okay that you enjoyed it. More than okay. It's our job to do something like that, and I'm proud that you trusted me and let me do that to you. It only shows that I made the right choice with you. You were so pretty while you came. You did such a good job, I saw your whole potential there.”
Suguru tried to calm the obviously overwhelmed Satorou down, promising him that he didn't need to be embarrassed and that it was completely fine that he reacted like that to him.
A dark, sinister smile formed on Sugurus lips as he looked down at the naked body in front of him, which was completely covered in his own seed, his hand wandering slowly down from his softening cock to his smooth virgin hole.

The older man knew he should probably wait a little longer until he did the next step, but he couldn't. He was only human too, and who could resist such an angel right in front of him who was completely at his mercy.
Suguru could do everything to this innocent little fawn with the right excuse and he would believe him. Satorou was so naive and easy to convince, it wasn't even fair.

He used the cum that was still sticking to his hand to wet his entrance a bit before he started to circle his rim softly and carefully. It was Satorou's first time to be touched like that, and he didn't want to overwhelm him even more. Suguru was greedy, yes. But he still knew when to slow down to get what he wanted.

Satorou started to whine and groan as Suguru started to press the pad of his finger against his entrance, applying slight pressure on the tight muscle.
That's when he suddenly had a change of heart and decided to do it another way. Something that the younger man would probably like even more and what would relax his entire body thoroughly.
No one could resist what he was about to do to him, even though most would probably never admit it.

“Hey, Satorou. Turn on your stomach for me, please?”
The boss asked, and of course Satorou followed.
He slowly rolled down onto his back, his orgasm still sitting in his bones. His whole body was weak and didn't want to listen to him anymore. But he managed to do what his boss asked and turned on his back for him, presenting him his ass.
He felt weird for doing that, but it wasn't as bad as in the beginning. He slowly got used to being seen and touched by him, and he couldn't say it was bad at all. His boss was extremely skilled.
But to be the head of a porn company, the dark haired man had probably plenty of experience himself.

“You listen so very well, Satorou. I'm proud I have such an obedient little lamb here with me.”
Suguru continued with the praise that Satorou loved so much, whimpering at the warm, kind words spoken by his beautiful superior. His whole body shuddered as Suguru grabbed his perfectly plump cheeks and spread them wide again, spitting right onto his smooth pink hole that he was about to devour.

The dark haired man admired the untouched entrance as he licked his lips, knowing that he would be the first one to bring Satorou pleasure like that. The first one to rim and lick his cute little hole and the first one to completely destroy it. He couldn't wait to feel it clenching around his hard cock.

Suguru pulled down his own pants a little since they became painfully tight with his growing hard dick inside. His erection jumped out, already wet and deep red at the tip as he freed himself and wrapped a hand around it while burying his face between Satorou's cheeks.

“Wha…. What are you doing there ?”
Satorou cried out as he felt the heat of Sugurus' wet, hot mouth kissing his hole sloppily.

His hips bucked up and his breath got stuck in his throat as a tongue was dragging its way slowly up and down his entire taint, from his balls up to his entrance. Satorou had never felt something like this before, but his soft cock was already starting to fill out again. It felt amazingly intense, he couldn't describe it. He never thought that his hole could be this sensitive to touch, but the wet heat that was Sugurus tongue was doing things to him that he didn't think was possible.

Satorou's eyes turned into his skull as another moan was pulled from his lips as his boss pressed his tongue against his sloppy wet muscle, demanding entrance.

“Relax, baby. And let me in. Otherwise it's going to hurt.”
Suguru grunted out from between the younger man's cheeks, stroking his own cock furiously with one hand while his other kept Satoru's ass spread open.

His own throbbing length was killing him, if he didn't take the edge off at least a little bit, he knew he wouldn't last one he was inside his innocent little fawn. And Suguru surely wanted to make it worth their while.

Satorou tried to relax as much as he could, and he quickly felt his boss's tongue forcing its way past his rim. He was right, I didn't hurt one bit. He felt a bit of pressure that quickly subsided after a few seconds of penetrating his hole and he got used to the new sensation.
The warmth and wetness of Sugurus mouth made it feel good, and Satorou couldn't keep his mouth shut even now.

He couldn't believe that something filthy like this could feel so good, and he was deeply ashamed of himself. He was embarrassed that his cock was rock hard again and soiling the sheets beneath him, and he was ashamed that he enjoyed someone performing such dirty acts on him and that he was moaning like a slut for it.

That surely was one of his darkest moments, but Satorou didn't even regret it. Because it felt so fucking good.

Suguru made him dripping wet, stretching his rim open with his tongue as wide as he could, trying to be careful and slow but failing spectacularly at it. Since he was getting more needy for the hole that he prepared with every back and forth of his tongue, it showed in his movements. Harder and faster his tongue was penetrating the white haired man, making it obvious how desperate Suguru was for getting his dick inside of there to replace it.

“S-Suguru….”
The young white haired man cried out as he felt how his boss was tongue fucking him faster and faster, his cock pulsing and throbbing like crazy. He was sure he would cum again soon. But he needed something bigger. He needed more.
His tongue felt fucking fantastic, but it just wasn't enough to bring him over the edge. But he wanted it to.

His dick was standing proud between his legs, needing just a little bit of friction or something that could reach deeper inside of him. And Satorou didn't know if his boss wanted him to cum again. This was training. It was Suguru trying to take his fear of being intimate with other men. They weren't doing it for fun. So Satorou wasn't sure how far they could take this, if he could cum again. He didn't want to, he didn't want to realize that Suguru now brought him close a second time. Even worse, by doing something filthy like that. Satorou didn't want to feel as good as he did, but he also couldn't fight the pleasure that was pooling in his lower stomach and was only growing into an urgent need.

“Yes, baby? What’s wrong ?”
Suguru asked as he pulled back, still stroking himself with one hand lazily.

“I-uhm…. “
Satorou didn't even want to say it. He hated himself for speaking up in the first place, because now he had to answer his boss. But now suddenly as Suguru replied, the shame was even sinking in deeper in his gut and his face was heating up.

“Yes? Just tell me. There is nothing to be ashamed of, don't worry. I won't judge you for anything.”
The dark haired man reassured his newest employee, staring at his fluttering, wet hole that he just opened up for himself.
Suguru already knew what Satorou was about to say, and he wanted to hear him speak it out loud. He wanted him to see what he was doing to him, to let it sink in that a man did this to him, bringing him into this state of pleasure multiple times with only his mouth and hand.

“I… uh… I am… c-close again. S-Sorry.”
Satorou whimpered, his hands grabbing the sheets tightly in front of him to not reach between his legs and touch himself.
It would take him only a few strokes and he would be over the edge, but he wanted to resist and be good for his boss.

“You are close again, huh? Yeah, I could tell. You are very vocal, Satorou. I like it, keep it that way. Then let me take care of your little problem now. You are doing great so far.”
Suguru sat up on his knees and grabbed Satorou's hips, pulling him up by his waist and bringing him into a kneeling position as well, but his upper body stayed down.
That's one of Sugurus favorite positions, ass up and face down. That position made the roles so clear, and no one would ever argue with that.

“I bet you need something bigger, don't you? Something thicker to stretch you wider and make you feel more. Am I right ? You were so close already, but my tongue just wasn't enough.”
The older man teased him, knowing exactly how his confused little lamb felt. Of course Suguru would give him what he needed, but not without hearing him say it.
He lifted his hand to thrust one single finger inside, making Satorou moan out loud.

“Y-Yes! Yes, you are right! It's not enough! It's not enough! Please!”
He almost begged, tears starting to run down his face.
It was overwhelming to admit that, and Satorou hated himself for saying it out loud. But Suguru was completely right. His tongue just wasn't enough and he desperately wanted to cum. His entire body was trembling with need and his throbbing cock was killing him, pre cum oozing out of his slit like crazy.
He never leaked so much before with any women than he did right now with his first man.

“Good boy. That's what I want to hear. So politely asking me for more. Begging me for my cock. Is that what you want ? Do you want me to fuck you, Satorou ?”
Suguru was thrusting a second finger inside his fluttering hole, forcing them deeply inside. As deep as Satorou had wished for, but not deep enough to make him cum. He purposefully avoided his prostate, knowing once he touched it, Satorou would cum immediately, overwhelmed with pleasure he had never felt before.

So he let him wait a little longer for his climax, teaching him how to beg for a cock instead.
That's what the people really wanted to see.
A beautiful young man begging for a dick with teary eyes, desperate to get filled up.
Promising everyone he technically only liked pussy while cumming from a man stroking his dick, having eye contact the entire time while fucking his ass.

“Y-Yes! Yes I want you to fuck me. Please.”
Satorou nodded his head as more tears left his eyes, his voice shaky and hoarse. Sugurus fingers that thrusted inside of him over and over and over again made every little doubt inside of him disappear that he wouldn't like it. His fingers felt incredible and were giving him exactly what he was missing from his tongue, so a dick could only feel even better, wouldn't it ?
All fear was gone by now and he loved everything that Suguru did to him, every touch brought him pleasure and he wanted more.
He didn't want this to stop any time soon.

“And you shall get your wish. Take a deep breath and try to hold it in as long as possible. I promise it will feel good.”
Suguru retreated his fingers, reaching for the nightstand next to him to get the lube that was waiting to be used.
The boss applied a generous amount of it on his hand and covered his pulsing length in it.
It was still Satorou's first time, no matter how well he was stretched and still wet from his spit. He didn't want to make it hurt under any circumstances.

Then he lined himself up with his twitching entrance, his head already pushing at the opened muscle.
Satorou whimpered as he felt the tip touching his hole, trying to take a deep breath just as his boss told him to. He wasn't even afraid of this moment anymore, he trusted the dark haired man a hundred percent.

Suguru grabbed his small waist and made sure Satorou's upper body was pressed onto the mattress before he began to feed him his cock inch by inch.
Of course it was thicker than his two fingers had been inside of him, and a dick felt entirely different from them. So he didn't want to just push inside without giving Satorou time to adjust and get used to the new sensation.
But he also didn't have the patience for being slower than he absolutely needed to be.

Satorou was taking him well, his walls immediately clenching around every inch that was given to him. Just like a proper slut should.
“Good, very good. Taking me so well, Satorou. Just like that.”
Suguru praised as he was almost fully inside, the younger man's pink rim stretching perfectly around his shaft.
Satorou was whimpering and moaning the whole time while Suguru was filling him up, his cock throbbing excitedly between his legs. It wasn't at all like his fingers. It was much, much better.
The feeling of being entered and used for someone else's pleasure was turning Satorou more on than it probably should and he couldn't wait until Suguru started to move properly inside of him.

He never thought being on the receiving end could feel good, but right now it was fulfilling him on more than one level.
As if he was made for it.
As if this was what he was truly supposed to be.

The praise of Suguru was only strengthening this feeling, giving him the confirmation that he needed.

The older man behind him pressed his crotch against his ass when he was fully inside of him, making sure Satorou was taking every last inch of him.

“And, how does it feel being all filled up? Be honest with me, baby.”
Suguru leaned over the slender body of the younger man, towering over him while grabbing his hair and turning his head so that Satorou was forced to look at him.

Satorous face was flushed red and his stunning blue eyes glassy as he looked up at his boss, taking a deep shuddering breath.
“G-Good. So good …. Please…. Please move.”

Suguru's cock throbbed at the sight of him, combined with his high pitched, needy voice that did things to the older man. It was just as he had imagined in his head, his perfect little cock slut. He hadn't expected him to give in so fast and easily, not even really fighting against it, just giving in to what he was supposed to be. What Suguru wanted him to be.

But how could he resist and tease him even more when he was already so perfect for him?
The older, dark haired man slowly pulled out of Satorou's wet hole, enjoying the way he clenched so tightly around him, not willing to let him go.
This would be an amazing view once Satorou was in front of the camera. As a director, he was already searching for his perfect angles.

It was almost cute how he whined when he was completely empty, Suguru pulling his cheeks further apart to watch his rim desperately fluttering, as if it was begging to be filled again.
“Please….”
The poor boy sobbed, not knowing what he did wrong and why Suguru had pulled out. He had asked him to move, not leave him empty.

“I know. I know. You will get what you want. This is all training for your perfect little hole. Trust me.”
Suguru cooed, reassuring him that he did nothing wrong. He just loved the sight of his empty, stretched entrance that soon would take the shape of his dick.
And maybe he enjoyed Satorou's whining for him more than he wanted to admit.

Suguru slipped the head of his cock against the younger man's rim again, ready to thrust back inside. With one hard snap of his hips, Suguru slammed his thick length down to the base inside of Satorou, making sure to hit his prostate.
Satorou cried out loud as he felt Sugurus cock brushing against something deep inside of him, his whole body shuddered and he felt a heavy wave of pleasure washing over him.
His cock pulsed and cum was spilling out of his slit, so much like he had never come before.
The orgasm was intense. So intense that he couldn't hold himself on his hands and knees and fell flat onto the mattress, Suguru staying inside of him.
The older man didn't care, he fucked him right through his orgasm, kneeling between his still open legs, his hands still on his hips.

“What a weak little bitch you are.”
Suguru laughed dryly as he continued to thrust his cock inside Satorou's ass, making sure to keep the right angle to penetrate his prostate with each snap of his hips.

Satorou whined out loud, whimpering and crying beneath his boss. The sensation of Suguru inside of him was such an overwhelming sensation that he didn't know how to handle.
Having someone inside of him who moved how they wanted to, who Satorou had no control over and was just forced to take whatever the other decided to give him…
And then hitting a spot over and over again that made him see stars and his whole body was reacting to….
It was too much for Satorou.

He was completely at the mercy of his boss. Suguru held all power over him while he thrusted his cock between his tight walls, forcing Satorou to take it, satisfying himself with his body.

Satorou had never expected that something like that could feel so good.
But it did.

Every thrust, every snap of the older man's hips, every time his dick was being pounded inside of him, Satorou moaned out loud and wanted more. Harder. Faster. Deeper.
He couldn't get enough of this sensation of someone else controlling him while using his body for their own pleasure.

It was exactly what he had done all those past years, but being on the other side, being the one who was being controlled, it was better than anything he had ever felt.

Suddenly there was a hand on his head, grabbing his thick white hair and pulling roughly on his roots.
Satorou moaned as his head was pulled upwards with a strong grip, the sharp pain of it going straight to his dick.
“Enjoying yourself baby? You came twice now. Aren't you ashamed of yourself coming the second that I start to fuck your tight slutty hole?”
Suguru breathed in his ear as he pulled his head up from the mattress by his thick white hair.

Suguru felt the younger man clenching tightly around his dick as he pulled his hair, milking his hard length really well with his velvet walls.
He must really love what Suguru was doing to him, his body spoke for itself.

“Y-Yes…. Yes, Sir. S-So good.”
Satorou shuddered beneath his boss, unable to answer both his teasing questions properly. But he didn't have to, Suguru only asked him because he wanted to degrade him a little, show him how easy he was giving in to another man and turning into the biggest cock slut Suguru had ever seen.

“Yeah, just as I thought. You will do really well in front of a camera. I will turn you into the most popular bottom of the whole country, so everyone will know how addicted you are to good dick. And no woman will ever want to touch you again.”
Suguru grunted as he snapped his hips extra hard against Satorou's ass, emphasizing his words to deliver the message to Satorou clearly.

The younger man whimpered, but he knew it was true. He could never go back now.

Suguru suddenly pulled out and flipped him over onto his back, lifting up his legs onto his shoulders.
“Look at me. Keep your eyes open and look at me while I fuck you.”
Suguru laid his hand around Satorou's throat, not squeezing it shut but wrapping it around his neck tight enough that he could clearly feel him.

Satorou did as Suguru ordered, his bright blue eyes meeting deep purple and looking into his face.
He was fucking beautiful. Satoru's cock throbbed heavily as he saw Suguru as he looked down at him, his dark hair falling into his face and over his shoulders, his muscular arm wrapped around his throat and keeping him down on the mattress while he stroked his hard length in front of him.

Suguru wanted to show Satorou his place, making it obvious to him what he was now, and Satorou fucking loved it.
As he saw Suguru towering above him, he couldn't imagine himself in his position anymore. He didn't want to take control anymore, he wanted to be dominated by a stronger, older man instead. Just like Suguru.

“Good boy. That's what I want to see. You are doing so good for me. My perfect little angel.”
Suguru rumbled as he slammed his cock back inside Satorou's fluttering hole, immediately being welcomed by his tight walls that sucked him back inside, as if they had already waited to be filled again.

Satorou moaned and his eyes widened for a few seconds as the sensation of being controlled by someone else once more overcame him.
Having something inside that he had no control over was something that he would never get enough of.
Suguru held so much power over him by only thrusting his cock deeply inside of him over and over and over again, it was shocking even to Satorou. But he couldn't change that he felt as if he was meant for this. The second Suguru entered him and forced his hard length past his rim, all thoughts left him and the only thing on his mind was his dick.

He was trying very hard to keep his eyes open and look at Suguru who leaned over him, bending him in half while thrusting inside of him, one hand still wrapped around his throat.
His own hard length was flopping around uselessly on his lower stomach, pre cum starting to drool out of his once more as Suguru started to fuck him on his back.

“Don't bother. You will never use this thing again. It's only a pretty decoration from now on.”
Suguru said with a dark smirk on his face as if he had read his mind.

Satorou swallowed hard around the hand on his throat, having to bite himself on his lip to not moan at his words.
Fuck.
Why did Suguru know exactly what to say to make him even more turned on than he already was, without even knowing himself what he liked to hear.
Satorou was new to all of this, but Suguru could read him like an open book and showed it to him, making him more addicted to him by the second.

But not only Satorou was getting addicted to Suguru, it was the other way around as well.

Suguru couldn't stop looking at Satoru. He was so pretty and cute how he let himself get so easily dominated by him, let him do whatever he wanted with him and loved every second of it. Suguru felt so powerful around him, and it was hard not losing control entirely.

The longer Suguru was inside of him and let his dick getting milked by his tight virgin walls and thought about the best scenes for his first videos and imagined all kinds of scenarios with different actors, he didn't want anyone else to fuck him.
Suguru wanted to keep this hole entire to himself.

He didn't want anyone else to feel what he felt, and to fall for his sweet innocence like he was doing right at this moment.
He had found this beautiful angel who gave himself completely over to him, and now he wanted to keep him all for himself.
Suguru was greedy and selfish, and that was okay. Satorou belonged to him anyways, he had already signed his contract. And Suguru could do with him whatever he fucking pleased.

And if he wanted to stay the only one who was allowed to pound his ass, then so be it. He didn't want to see his hole dripping from someone else's cum, and he didn't want to hear him moaning someone else's name.
Satorou was his, and only his.

Suguru came to the thought of being the only person who was allowed to fuck Satorou, spilling his cum deeply inside his ass to mark him as his own personal slut.
Because that is what he was from now on.
Sugurus toy that he could use whenever he pleased and no one else was allowed to play with.

The young man beneath him moaned while Suguru emptied his balls inside of him, stuffing him full with his thick white seed and cumming as well. For the second time he came all over his stomach and chest, making sure to still look up into his boss's dark eyes.
Such an obedient puppy.

“My plans have changed. You will only do solo videos of you touching yourself. And if you shoot with someone else, it's with me. Only I will touch and fuck you from now on.”

**********

The next day, Satorou started to do his solo videos. His first movie was in the bathroom set and Suguru made him fuck himself in the shower on a suction cup dildo that was attached to the wall of the shower.

The boss who was also the only director of this company was there the whole time and watched his beautiful angel fucking himself on the dildo that Suguru chose for him.
The white haired man could feel his purple eyes on him the entire time, giving him instructions to be louder and to lift one leg up to give his audience a better few of his useless cock.

Right after the shoot, Suguru fucked him in that very shower after he had sent everyone out but Satorou.

The future shoots were very similar.
Suguru told him how he should touch himself, sometimes he was allowed to jerk himself off while bouncing on a silicone dildo and sometimes not, what position he should take and what he should wear.

Suguru had great pleasure putting him in cock cages from time to time and watching how he suffered every single time he did that. Satorou hated the cock cages, but that made Suguru love them even more.

After two weeks, they did their first couple shoot where Suguru filmed them fucking the entire day in all different sets and cut the videos after to make a compilation of them, that being Satorous first shoot with a partner. And he stuck to his word, not letting anyone else near him.
But Satorou didn't mind at all.

He became the most popular solo artist within only four weeks.