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Caught on camera by skyressshun

Takaba Akihito stared into Asami's office, apron on and a bandana wrapped around his head, he looked every bit the housewife Asami claimed he was. Stepping into the room duster in hand he began to dust every surface he could get his hands on, straightening out papers and opening blinds to let in the mid-afternoon sunlight.

Dusting the shelves of a large oak bookcase he pressed his hand against the wall, balancing himself as he pushed up onto his tiptoes to reach the highest shelf. Hand slipping he knocked into the large lake cabin painting hung proudly. It should have seemed out of place in Asami's office, the yakuza boss not seeming the type to like colourful art work in his place of work but for some reason it seemed to blend in perfectly, Akihito had never really taken notice of it before as a matter of fact. In fact, this was the first time he'd properly laid eyes on it. It was rather beautiful, striking actually, the water looked clean enough to drink out of and the clouds looked like candy floss.

Taking his eyes away from the now slanted picture he was about to straighten it, that was before he saw the small sliver of metal poking out. Unhooking the large but surprisingly light painting he revelled a built in safe, the metal gleaming as it saw sun for the first time in however long.

Pursing his lips he moved to hide the safe again, before his curiosity got too much, but he couldn't stop himself and latched onto the dial, trying to think what Asami would have set the code as. A smirk set on his lips as he twisted in the numbers, listening to the tumblers fall into place and the latch give way. That man, as much as he claimed to be an uncaring bastard, was a romantic a heart. The code was the day they first met.

Inside was stack upon stack of DVDs, the cases were marked in black marker 'TA' with a date besides. Furrowing his brows he picked up the most recent disk, it was marked with yesterday's date, and set it on Asami's desk before scavenging for his lover's laptop which was hidden under a semi-organised pile of papers and files. Opening it up he loaded the profile he'd set up on it and inserted the disk.

It started immediately, showing their bedroom through the security camera's lens. Nothing happened for a moment before two figures entered the room lips locked and hands roaming freely about the other's person.

Akihito gasped, it was him and Asami!

They fell to the bed, Asami's large hands tearing the clothing from Akihito's lithe body, the boy moaning wantonly as his hard-on was pressed against by Asami's own bulge.

Blushing profusely Akihito covered his mouth, watching as he shamelessly begged Asami to hurry up and fuck him, his hips gyrating on the bed as his trousers were tossed aside revealing his naked backside, no boxers in sight. He had worn some that day, but after the teasing in the limo on his way to work he'd been forced to dispose of them in the men's bathroom.

The man had wasted no time in complying with Akihito's demand, plunging into him dry and unprepared, his boy's arsehole being brutally stretched by his foot long dick.

Akihito could still feel a small burn from the tiny split he'd received thanks to his lover's impatience. Shamefully though, he could also feel a tightening in the front of his jeans, the fabric tightening around his crotch and tenting as blood engorged his member. Reaching down he pressed the palm of his hand against his crotch and kept watching, his eyes unable to move from the scene in front of him.

He watched as Asami fucked him, watching as his face contorted to the pleasure he was being subjected to the ruthless thrusts against his prostate, drool beginning to slip down the corner of his mouth as he lost control of his own body and lay pliant for Asami, his hips thrust up on their own accord to meet the man's.

Unconsciously a moan slipped from between his own lips, lost in the cries of pleasure from his past-self as Asami changed angle and began to fuck him sideways, his legs spread eagle as the yakuza tried to burry himself as deep as he could.