Thread: Fifty Shades of Gay(MM&DaniHoney)

RE Fifty Shades of Gay Making his way into the imposing lobby with uncertain steps, the slender, petite-looking youth looked somewhat out of place at CrossSpeed Enterprises like a kitten tossed into a corporate lions' den. Even the architecture seemed to tower over the 18-year-old boy, who stood only a meager 5'1'' tall. Having only just finished high school, he was completely unused to this type of environment. That Miami nightlife and the playboy lifestyle that Dominic lived and loved? Naoto Miyuki wasn't exposed to any of that living instead a very sheltered life by comparison. Most of his days up to now had been spent diligently studying like a good boy and hanging out with his friends, all of whom were girls for some reason... Guys always ended up teasing or even outright bullying Naoto because of his strikingly feminine looks. But all of that nonsense was behind him he was an adult now and he was going to be taken seriously. This was a big day for Naoto he had applied for his first job and a prestigious one at that, at least in his mind , and the interview was today! Mustering up his courage, Naoto approached the reception desk. An attractive, official-looking woman in her late 20s was posted there. She gave a gentle smile at Naoto's timid approach. After a moment's hesitation, he blurted out all at once everything about his appointment. An amused expression crossed her face when Naoto mentioned that he was here for the position of the CEO's personal assistant. Whew... Naoto thought, relieved that he managed to explain himself. I can do this! As the woman began typing away at her computer to confirm things, his gaze drifted to her business attire. Apparently the company was aiming for a rather sexy image, because her uniform was definitely more on the risqu than strictly professional side. Well, whatever at least he didn't have to wear anything like that. The thing that Naoto was concerned about however were the other applicants him getting the position was far from a done deal. Even though he was totally inexperienced, he still had a chance if he could just make a good impression being hired for a job like this depended so much upon the CEO's discretion. There's no way he was going to lose to some floozy or obvious ass-kisser, grrr! As he waited for the receptionist to finish her thing, he caught sight of his own reflection on the shiny black surface of the luxurious desk. Oh! This was a good moment to double-check that he still looked his best. Naoto had an exceptionally thin, delicate build. Narrow shoulders, a slender waist that looked like it belonged on a female model, and tiny hands and feet. Combined with his diminutive height, he was probably going to be outweighed by any large dog. Since he had never seen the inside of a gym, he had no muscle definition to speak of his body was completely soft to the touch, from his dainty arms, to his pretty thighs and ass. He was wearing black, designer skinny jeans that hugged his skinny legs tightly. Despite being so thin, his bottom strained against the pants' material clearly, the boy's rear wasn't built for restrictive clothing. But the tightness of the jeans did provide a good experience for anyone admiring him from the back. A stylish, white black checkered pattern belt was securely locked around his hips. Pristine, white sneakers that looked brand-new adorned his feet, their size definitely not something that an adult male should be proud of. Further up, he wore a slim-fit, collared white shirt with buttons that was a good fit for the Florida summer. The shirt's long sleeves had been rolled up, exposing Naoto's smooth arms and delicate hands that looked like they hadn't encountered even a day's worth of labor. Slung from his left shoulder and across his chest was a trendy-looking sling bag, its color a cutesy baby blue save for a beige strap. A small accessory that looked like a cross between a panda and a cat hung from a small chain on the bag. It looked... really cute. Overall, he came across as more cute high school part-timer than professional. His hair A clear, female voice brought him out of his reverie. Take the elevator all the way up, miss, the receptionist stated. Her tone was friendly, but at the same time, it seemed like she was talking to someone who couldn't tell left from right. Also... miss?! Annoyed, Naoto looked up, only to see her calmly gesture towards where the said elevator was. Swallowing his retort, the boy went ahead, following her suggestion. How rude... Naoto thought, as he heard the pleasant chime signaling the elevator's arrival. In truth, he was more embarrassed than insulted by such mix-ups. And as much as he didn't like to admit it, him being mistaken for a girl was so frequent that it had pretty much become par for the course. He let out a sigh inside the elevator as the doors closed, trying to clear his head. Just as he was in the midst of reciting some lines he had practiced for the interview, he felt his phone vibrate. Oh... it's Mom! He answered it, happy to chat with someone to help ease his nerves. Naoto had come to the US with his parents at an early age. His parents had soon split up however, leaving him with his mother. She didn't have a high-paying job, so money has always been an issue. And... Naoto really liked shopping. Like, a lot. He actually owed quite a lot of money to various people, most of whom were pretty shady. He needed this job bad . Finally, the top-floor executive office. The dcor of this place was stunning wealth and privilege everywhere he looked. Naoto decided then and there that he wanted it he wasn't going to let this opportunity slip past him. The sturdy-looking double doors to the master office were partway open, as if inviting him to a new life of luscious, filthy luxury. His small hand tentatively reached out to push the door. He felt his heart beat faster as he stepped into the sight of the office's owner. Woah, was all he could think when he saw the CEO in the flesh. Naoto had imagined him the big boss to be some older man who might need an assistant's help simply getting up from his chair. This guy was... intense. Like the alpha of the pack, who's mere presence was enough to put everyone else on notice. Naoto really couldn't say whether this development was a good thing, or a bad thing. Umm... hello Sir! he chirped out an upbeat greeting that was accompanied by a sheepish smile. Naoto's soft, subdued voice definitely matched his outwardly appearance, although that could be interpreted as something other than a compliment. Still blushing slightly due to being kind of awestruck by Dominic, Naoto stepped closer, seating himself opposite of the man who dwarfed him in pretty much every imaginable way. This allowed Dominic a better view of the Asian cutie in front of him. Naoto's hair was a pretty shade of light brown, layered and stylized to look messy a popular look among trendy Asians, although it was pretty obvious that Naoto cared about his hair more than most boys. Alluring bangs framed a face that had very soft, feminine features the boy's full lips looked particularly inviting. Warm, exotic brown eyes big and expressive peeked out from behind silky strands of hair. Staring into them wasn't going to make anyone's yellow fever go down. His porcelain skin was smooth and flawless, with a slight tan to complete it. It wasn't really a case of looking androgynous Naoto simply looked more girl than boy. His posture wasn't doing much to make him appear more manly or confident he had brought his knees together and was resting his hands on them, looking quite small and vulnerable. Still, he did his best to try to at least keep eye contact. I'm, uh, Naoto Miyuki, the boy introduced himself, his voice a bit shaky. He let out a bashful little laugh that seemed a bit forced. Oh no, I'm kinda forgetting what to say here...! he panicked. I'm here for the... secretary position.