LOVE CATCH

I'm really sorry you did something so obscene.I, I didn't know you didn't like that kind of thing.I won't do it again if you hate it.I won't touch you a second time"

Tears gushed out of the eyes that were as red as rabbits.

"Please don't hate me"

Shibuya's chest hurt like a pinprick. "Actually, I don't like you." Just saying that is liberating.But can't tell.Because the other party cried like this.If you want to liberate yourself, it's like adding salt to the president's wound.

"I don't hate you."

In the end, he chose to cover the president's wound.

"But, but I have done such things that you hate..."

"It's just that I was a little surprised by the suddenness....that, sorry"

Although it was hard to stop crying, the two hands holding the bed sheet were still shaking.The president sniffed and looked around.Shibuya handed him the tissue box next to the bed.

"Thank you"

The president took out a few pieces of paper, squeezed his nose, and wiped away his tears.Realizing that the position of the wig was crooked, I adjusted it.Although I thought it would be better to move one centimeter to the right...but Shibuya didn't say it.

After wiping his face covered with snot and tears, the president seemed to have calmed down somewhat.Outside the window with a good view, a few rays of sunlight slanted in.

"Is it okay if I tell you in advance?"

The president asked with a desperate expression.

"What do you mean?"

"Before touching you again in the future, let me tell you first, you won't be surprised."

"……Yes"

There's no way to answer anything else.

"Then can I, touch, touch... touch your hand now?"

The president's expression was as serious as that of a samurai before the attack.I have already asked myself in advance, and there is no way to say no.nodded.The president got off the bed.Shibuya resisted the urge to retreat and stood still.Then, the two hands that I have been hanging still, which are usually grabbed and bitten by my younger brothers, are held in the palm of my hand by the president as if they are dealing with fragile things.

"Is it okay to hold you tight?"

My fear has not disappeared, but the president's overly ambiguous attitude made me a little angry.

"There is no need to ask so detailed"

Shibuya let out the words unceremoniously.But the president shook his head.

"If I am rejected by you again, my heart will definitely not be able to bear it, and I will be so sad that I will pass out."

Passed out... Which world is this girl from?

"I won't run away again"

The hand on the palm was clenched little by little, as if peeping at the reaction from here.Then Shibuya's hand was tightly held and shook back and forth, and finally stopped next to the president's cheek.The president held Shibuya's hand and slid it back and forth on his face, Shibuya's back was covered with goosebumps.At the moment when the back of his hand was kissed, Shibuya's heart froze as if it had been quickly frozen.

"Won't you sit next to me?"

It's not okay to stand still like this, Shibuya sat at the end of the bed.Although the president is trying to mobilize the atmosphere, but the one touching his hand is the hand of the company president, and there is no other feeling in Shibuya other than that.

The bed board creaked, and the distance between the two of them got closer.Shoulders touched.It's better to stick them together tightly.The body temperature passed by the other party always feels like it has been felt somewhere.Why is it so familiar.Ah, yes, it is the sense of security when facing parents.

People like parents are kissing their hands again.Touching, holding my own hand, unlike my parents, is very erotic.I've conflated security with pornography.

"I hope you answer me honestly"

The serious voice of the other party gave me a strong bad feeling.

"What do you mean?"

Do you want to ask yourself if you want to have sex?Don't say it, don't say it... Although Shibuya has been putting pressure on the president with moist eyes, the president doesn't seem to feel it.

"I want to do what grown-ups do with you"

Interlocking fingers add strength.

"I started to think about it when I first received the signal that you said that you liked me. I thought about it a lot, including the physical relationship. After a lot of hard thinking, I finally accepted you. At the beginning It's a lie if you don't feel disgusted at all. I feel sorry for hesitating for so long before, but now I am deeply attracted by you."

The president's eyes glowed like a carnivore, and he always felt a little scary.

"I want all of you"

I don't want all of you at all!Even though I thought so, I still didn't say it.

"What do you think of me? Do you think it's annoying to be hugged by an uncle like me?"

Be it a man or an uncle, from birth to now, I have never been hugged by them once.Absolutely not.The way to reject him wisely without hurting the president is...is there really such a thing?If it really existed, it wouldn't have developed into this situation.

The president's nerves are as fragile as soft tofu, but even if it hurts him, he has to tell the truth.The president will be very angry when he knows that he has been cheated, and there is nothing he can do if he tells him to resign.Shibuya has already realized this.

"As expected"

The president's gloomy voice broke the silence.

"I already know what you're thinking"

The president let go of his hand, bowed his head and hugged his head.

Even before he said anything, the president knew what he was thinking. Does he have superpowers?

"If I were you, I would hesitate to have sex with a man who is nearly 50 years old. Obviously, I can date younger children who are similar to my own age. There is no need to choose a middle-aged bald man like me. Not good at cooking, unlucky, neurotic in strange places..."

"Well, it has nothing to do with age and baldness"

The president's face suddenly lifted, and he grabbed the T-shirt on Shibuya's chest.

"Then why? What's wrong with me? It's not about age or baldness. Then what part of me don't you like?"

Being dragged and shaken by the president, Shibuya froze and did not answer.Can't say it.It was Aoyama who wrote "bald LOVE" on the president's head, not himself, so he couldn't say it.I don't like the president, let alone say such a thing.

"Tell me what you don't like about me. Although age can't be changed, and it's hard to grow hair, I will work hard to correct other things."

The excited president's face slowly approached him, and he was kissed in an instant.Although it was just a kiss that broke up after a touch, the other party repeated it over and over again as if confirming it.

Tears welled up in the man's red eyes.Then he buried his head in Shibuya's T-shirt.

"I also know that I am too shameless. But as long as I think that I am hated by you, my mind becomes very confused. I like you. I like you so much that I can't believe it...I love you"

Seeing the president's tearful confession, Shibuya felt very sad.The experienced president confessed his love to a young man who would not be surprised to be his own son, and even put his arms around him.

"Don't be silent, say something. If you don't want it, say no, if you feel disgusted, say you feel disgusted. I really feel very hard for you to hang me like this."

It's the end of the road.The last time I felt this way, the youngest brother, Rang, cried and said to himself, "I want to see my father! Go and bring my father back!" For the younger brother who can't understand what "death" is, I have no way to tell him Explain why Dad couldn't come back. At that time, Shibuya could only hold his little brother's crying body, and couldn't do anything else.

Unlike then, it is not without solutions now.If you really like yourself so much, if you want yourself so much, then be patient for once.Make love to a man once and you won't die.Just bear with it a little bit.It's a pity to have sex with a man before sex with a woman, but let's consider it a voluntary labor.If you can calm down the president by yourself for a few hours... full of dedication, Shibuya made a resolution.Gay men use anus to make love, I vaguely know this.There is no other way because there are no other holes, but even so, I always feel that it is too reluctant to force it into the place where it was originally used for excretion.However, if homosexuals are doing this, then it is possible to do.

The president is very thin.The one who knows the president may be small, but what should I do if it is unexpectedly macho level.It will definitely hurt.It would be bad if something went wrong if I tolerated it too much.

Shibuya lightly patted the shoulder of the man who was hugging him tightly.

"Sorry, can you show me where it is?"

The president sniffed his nose and was a little puzzled: "Where?"

It's your genitals.Shibuya couldn't say such words, he pointed to his buttocks.

"Because I'm a little concerned about its size."

The area around the president's eyes was stained with a red glow.

"Ah, mine is standard size"

Even so, I don't know what the standard size is.

"I would like to see the real thing if I can"

Shibuya has no way out now.The president's shoulders swayed back and forth, showing no signs of showing himself.

"You do not want it?"

"No, that's not the case"

The president's voice rose, sweat dripping from his forehead.Then he bent down slowly.

"Although asking this kind of question may make you think I'm not elegant...