Tohru was giving a presentation in his firm. While doing so, he remembered how Sanji had touched his little bulge yesterday at the pool party. So, he got a hard little boner. He felt that it became quite significant. He was feeling embarrassed that his senior colleagues, especially Mr. Hironji might notice it. So, he would often turn to the screen.
The presentation was interrupted for a moment when the meeting room door opened. It was none other than Sanji who stepped inside and took his seat with a short greeting. Tohru felt even more embarrassed when Sanji began looking at him intently. He would avoid eye contact with Sanji.
When the presentation ended, everyone left the meeting room except for Tohru, who was packing his stuff to leave, and Sanji, who would stroll closer to Tohru. However, Tohru was busy unplugging his laptop while Sanji would lean on the dais and admire Tohru. Then he stepped even closer and started caressing Tohru's back. Tohru didn't reply to his act as Sanji continued caressing his back further downwards. Sanji's hand rested on Tohru's buffy rear.
Tohru sweated some beads as he gasped with the sensation of Sanji's touch. He could only lean in front making the protruding shape of his rear more prominent. Helpless as he stood there with his right hand inside his backpack and Sanji's right hand on his rear cheek, he uttered a moan glancing at Sanji.
Tohru could feel his little shaft hit the edge of the desk in front. His trousers seemed worthless in preventing the eye-catching fullness of his front and rear. With a polite advice, Sanji asked him to be comfortable than he could. Tohru perched himself on the chair.
Then Sanji started loosening his belt and unzipped the trousers slowly for him to breathe. Tohru remained silent except for the moan and looking at Sanji with wide open eyes. Sanji peeled off Tohru's trousers leaving him wearing a skimpy garment flashing his wide rear cheeks.
Tohru could feel Sanji's eyes kept parsing his little bulge conforming garment. Sanji started caressing Tohru's package. Tohru could feel the beads become dollops. Watching what Sanji was doing, Tohru's face turned bright red. This was only to be followed with a kiss on Tohru's lips as Sanji dug into the garment bulge to caressing Tohru's nub underneath.
With the kiss, Sanji distanced from Tohru. Sanji took his belongings and shoved Tohru's folded trousers in his backpack and then left the meeting room with a grin.
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