Simon Says Ahh
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by Jaxx Steele
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/BDSM Erotica
Description: Simon Woo came into his fortune early in life, and had single-hood forced upon him to protect the company's image. He returns home to America for meetings, after living in Hong Kong for the last five years and reconnecting with his childhood friend Benji. Although Simon and Benji haven't seen each other but once in those five years, Benji knows what his friend Simon needs...some stress relief.
eBook Publisher: Phaze, 2009
eBookwise Release Date: August 2009
8 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [46 KB]
Reading time: 25-36 min.
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
Simon Woo sat in the back of his limo half asleep and exhausted. The last time he rode on a plane for more than four hours was five years ago, when he assumed his place as CEO of Takashi-Woo Enterprises. He was fresh out of college, scared to death of disgracing his family honor and fatherless, none of which helped his transition to head of a multimillion-dollar electronics company.
Riding down the familiar streets of Fifth Avenue made his heart leap for the first time in years. Living in China and running his father's company had turned out to be a prison sentence. His cage was a golden one, but still a cage. The same advisors that had counseled his father remained to guide him. They kept the company in the green so he didn't object, but he had insisted on picking his own personal assistant. Simon needed someone he could trust and not an old goat badgering him daily about his honor, his father's honor, and the honor of the company. He ended up choosing one of his closest friends.
"Simon, we've just turned onto First Avenue," said a soft voice next to him accompanied by a nudge.
Simon turned a sleepy smile to his companion. "Yes, Sinjin, we are home."
Sinjin Nukuoro, born in Japan, educated in the states, and brother in all but blood to Simon.
"Have you called Benji already?" Simon asked on a yawn.
Sinjin chuckled. "Of course I did, as soon as we landed. It would not be a homecoming without him."
The limo slowed down and turned into a garage, soon after the door swung open.
"We are here, Mr. Woo. Welcome back to New York," the driver said as Simon stepped out of the car.
"Thank you, Stan. Could you send the car around to pick up our friend Benji, please?"
Stan chuckled. "Mr. Kim is already here, Mr. Woo. He arrived just as I was leaving to pick up you and Mr. Nukuoro."
Simon and Sinjin looked at each other and laughed. Without another word to Stan, they clasped each other on the shoulder and headed happily to the elevator. They reached the top floor of the Hotel Bentley where they took a private entrance to the penthouse suite. Sinjin opened the door letting them in and went toward the left to his separate rooms. Simon removed his shoes and just stood in the center of the living room.
The room was extremely large and spacious. A sofa and two matching chairs made of soft black leather stood out boldly against the bright white of plush carpeting along with the black cherry wood coffee table that sat in front of them. Everything was as he remembered it, the bar, the piano and his recliner by the large picture windows overlooking Manhattan Island. He first thought the apartment was too much and too big for one man to be comfortable in when his father presented it to him upon his entrance to college, so he quickly moved Sinjin into one of the spare rooms. Now that he stood in its center after being gone for five years, it felt extremely comforting. This was home. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The soft musky smell that filled the air made him smile.
"It's about time. Did you expect me to wait all night for you guys to finally make it home?"
Simon's smile grew and his eyes popped open. "Benji," he said softly.
Benji stood across the room casually leaning in the doorway to Simon's private rooms. His slight frame was covered in only a snug t-shirt and low fitting jean shorts. He smiled and charged across the room, leaping into Simon's arms, laughing loudly.
Simon caught him and spun around the room, joining in his laughter. Benji hugged tight as Simon spun them and then lowered him to the floor to kiss him passionately.
"Break it up, break it up," Sinjin said coming back into the living room.
Benji dropped down from Simon's embrace and ran into Sinjin's waiting arms. "Don't be a hater, Sinny. You can have a hug and a kiss, too."
Sinjin laughed as he hugged his friend. "I'll take the hug, but I've got someone else coming over that I would rather kiss on ... and don't call me Sinny. I hate that."
Benji chuckled and pulled him toward Simon. "I know that, that's why I do it. I missed you guys so much. Now that the three musketeers are back together, what are we going to do?" he asked pushing them onto the couch.
"Oh, no, pretty boy, we cannot hangout with you getting into trouble this weekend. Simon has several important meetings to attend next week."
"Yes, yes, Sinjin. You have your job and I have mine."
"We are home on business," Sinny stressed.
"Stop being such a party pooper, Sinjin. Must you always be the voice of reason?" Benji said walking to the bar.
"Of course! That's what kept us out of jail all during college and it stops Simon from losing his mind," Sinjin replied on a laugh.
"We're only going to be here for a week, Benji, and I'll be in meetings every day," Simon said with a hint of sadness.
Benji returned to them handing them each a cup half-full of a dark liquid. "Hmm, we'll just have to think of something to do before Monday, then." He made himself a drink and returned to the couch with his friends. "We'll talk about it later. Let's drink to us, the return of the three musketeers," he said raising his glass.
His friends smiled and raised their glasses with him. That was the first of many drinks they had together before a loud buzzer interrupted their reminiscing. Sinjin jumped up to answer it.
"Yeah, who is it?"
"Dee-Dee!" the robotic voice replied over the intercom.
"Come on up, Dee-Dee," Sinjin said and buzzed her in. "Well fellas, I have to go. Could one of you show the lady to my room? Thanks a lot."
Simon shared a laugh with Benji as they watched Sinjin leave. When a knock on the door sounded a short while later, he tried pulling his legs out of Benji's way before he tripped over them, but it was too late.