An Indecent Affair

Chapter 1
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"You wanted to see me, sir?"

The older gentleman looked up at the young lad over the rim of his glasses, a deep scowl marring his thin, angular features but when he recognized the boy his face immediately turned upside-down into a gratified smile.

"Yes, Hyuga. Please come in and have a seat," and he gestured to the two leather chairs on the opposite side of his large, mahogany desk with one, long arm.

Neji nodded and silently closed the door behind him then shivered when the icy, cold blast of the air-conditioning unit bit into his skin. He hated having to go into his boss' office for this reason. He took the seat on the left and angled it slightly so that he was now facing his employer.

The older man continued to smile at him and Neji shifted uncomfortably under his gaze and in a vain effort to somehow work some heat into his body but he grimaced and tried to keep still when the leather made rude noises beneath him.

The lanky employer noticed him fidgeting and chuckled at the embarrassed look he had on his face. "Relax, Neji," he cooed in an attempt to placate the obviously nervous individual. "I've called you in here for nothing but good news."

The boy sighed causing the chair to creak again. He was very relieved.

Neji had been called into his office on many occasions before but he had never been instructed to 'have a seat' and if real life experiences had taught him anything, was that when your boss asked you to 'have a seat' then he had the kind of news that made you glad you were sitting in the first place.

Neji had lost four jobs in the past and he could not afford to lose this one, especially now that he was on the verge of planning a wedding.

His employer chuckled again at the alleviated expression on his face and removed his thin-framed spectacles before clasping his hands in front of him on the desk. "I know you've only been here for about a month but you've shown quite alot of potential and I'm pleased with the progress you've made."

"Uh...th-thank you, sir," he stammered, abashed at the evaluation.

The other man nodded in appreciation before continuing. "That's why I've decided to promote you to Assistant Personnel Supervisor and give you a generous raise to go along with it." Neji stared at his boss in shock and Orochimaru's lean face split into a grin at his wide-eyed expression and the lips slightly parted with surprise.

The boy was quite lovely.

"M-Mister Uchiha, I'm flattered but I don't think I'm qualified to-,"

He raised one hand in dismissal. "Nonsense, I have a good feeling about you and I know you'll perform marvelously."

"But-" and he was silenced again with the wag of a finger.

"I'm sure you know my expectations of you are very high and I don't want to put any undue pressure on you but all I'm asking is that you at least consider my proposal."

Neji bit his lip. He'd be a fool not to. An opportunity like this only came around once in a lifetime and if he turned this down without even thinking about it then he'd only end up regretting it for the rest of his life. With the extra money he could definitely set a date for the wedding and finally move out from that slum lord's apartment. But what if he'd end up regretting his decision if he said 'Yes!'? He had only been able to afford two years of college and had just an Associates Degree plus the seven collective months of work experience he'd botched just after graduating under his belt and he wasn't confident enough he could handle the responsibility.

Neji didn't want to live a life of regrets, he had suffered too many in the past. That was why he asked his girlfriend of four years to marry him, that was why he decided to stick it out in the dump he called a home just to save a few extra dollars and that was why he didn't want to accept this promotion.

He knew the older man was waiting patiently for an answer but the truth was, Neji didn't have one.

He considered asking the man to let him sleep on it then discussing this with Ten-Ten but that wouldn't be necessary because he could already hear her voice telling him to stop being such a self-concious, pessimistic worry-wart. She assured him he could do the job and his employer wouldn't have nominated him unless he thought he could and Neji smiled and thanked her for her faith in him, wherever she was.

He met the Uchiha's glinting yellow eyes with his pale own. "I accept your offer, sir."

This pleased the older man immensely, but Neji had no idea just how much. "You've made a wise decision, my boy," he crooned and lifted a thin folder with an equally thin arm and opened it to splay its contents on the polished, table's surface. "I've had your new job description and contract drawn up so I'll need you take a look at it before signing."

Neji nodded twice but when he made no movement the middle-aged man beckoned him with one finger. "Come Hyuga, don't be nervous. After all, we'll be working very closely together from now on."

He felt a little uncomfortable at the way he said that but he shrugged it off as his over-active imagination. Neji rose from his noisy chair and the other man did likewise as he walked around the large desk to stand beside his employer and looked down at the stacks of paper stapled neatly together. He shifted uncomfortably when the other man suddenly stepped closer and he fought a grimace when his warm breath brushed against his neck and unsettled a few strands of his hair.

Neji was one of those people that had a thing about personal space and he highly respected others' as he expected them to respect his, but his boss was standing much too close for comfort and he didn't have the guts to tell him that, so instead, he leaned forward slightly and opted to read the documents as they lay on the desk.

The job description seemed reasonable to him, there weren't too many tasks he was unfamiliar with and he was sure they'd offer training for the procedures he didn't know about. The hours were the same and Mr. Uchiha had been right, the pay was very generous. All that was left now was to read and sign the contra-

His breath caught and he stiffened visibly when he felt a gentle pressure against his left, inner thigh. He was going to dismiss it as a cramp or his hyper-active imagination again until he distinctly felt a thumb graze against the back of his leg.

"M-Mister Uchiha, is that-,"

"Have you finished reading the contract yet?" he interrupted softly and Neji shuddered when his hand slid a few inches higher. He shook his head and the taller man behind him marveled at the healthy sheen of his dark hair. "You should read it in its entirety you know," he drawled and splayed his fingers against his cotton slacks, his head swam as they made out the firm, muscular leg beneath. "It's merely a formality, I'm sure there's nothing there you'll disagree with, but you know how lawyers can be."

The young man nodded in understanding and tried to direct all of his concentration to the pieces of paper before him. If he read through it quickly he could sign it and leave but he didn't think even the fastest speed-reader on earth could get through these three pages faster than the Uchiha was moving his hand because by the time he had finished the first page and reached out to turn it, two fingers brushed against his testicles and was now brazenly groping one ass-cheek.

Neji gasped in abject horror when a finger started to force itself between the crack and he completely disregarded the contract and spun around to face his employer.

He shouldn't have allowed it to come this far, he should have put a stop to it the second that man laid his hands on him. That was another regret he'd have to learn to live with but he'd be damned if he allowed his supervisor to molest him like that and if this was going to cost him the promotion or even his job, then so be it. It wouldn't be the first and he firmly believed it wouldn't be the last.

"Sir, I'm sorry but I've changed my mind and can no longer accept your offer," he'd wanted his voice to be firm, to be aggressive but it wavered near the end when his boss planted his hands on the desk at either side of his waist and leaned closer until their noses were almost touching in an attempt to smell his fear. It was intoxicating.

"That's a shame, Hyuga," but the grin on his face and the menace in his voice betrayed the fact that he was, indeed, sorry. "I was truly looking forward to having you work...under me."

Neji stiffened at the double meaning and the younger man leaned back until he was almost sitting on the edge of the desk. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, sir."

"Please," he purred. "Call me, Orochimaru. 'Sir' and 'Mister' make me feel so old."

"I don't think that would be appropriate, sir," he gritted out and his defiance only made Orochimaru laugh but as soon as he had started, he'd stopped, and thrust his groin forward. A startled cry escaped Neji's lips when he felt the hard erection stab him in the stomach and he jumped onto the desk and scrambled backwards until their hips were no longer touching. "A-Are we done here?" he stammered, his voice nothing more than a pathetic squeak.

Orochimaru chuckled and a feral grin spread across his face. "My boy, we haven't even started."

He grabbed Neji by his waist and pulled him roughly against his, causing him to fall backwards against the table then he sighed contentedly as he ground his erection against the boy's disinterested crotch. Neji supported himself on one elbow then used his other hand to try and push the other man away. "Stop!" he cried. "This is sexual harassment."

His outburst was ignored and Orochimaru grabbed him by his shoulders and stepped back just enough so he could flip the Hyuga boy onto his stomach. Neji tried to push himself up but screamed loudly when his testicles were suddenly clutched painfully within a strong hand.

"Hold still," the older man admonished and quickly divested his neck tie to use it to bind Neji's hands behind his back. He tried to fight him but whenever he put up any kind of resistance the man would grip him between his legs again.

"Sir, stop it, please," he begged but he was ignored for the second time.

Orochimaru placed a firm hand at the small of his back to keep him in place while his other hand roamed freely over his calves, thighs and buttocks. "Very nice," he murmured in approval. The boy had felt exactly as he'd imagined he would, but he was very excited to see if his naked body lived up to his expectations as well.

He flipped him over once again, the task that much easier now that he couldn't struggle as much and his impatient hands immediately went to the buttons of his employee's white, cotton shirt. Neji's breathing became shallow puffs of air and he watched as his boss slowly slid each transparent disc through its corresponding hole to reveal a modest view of his taut chest and flat stomach. Orochimaru eagerly yanked his shirt tails from the waistband of his slacks before spreading the fabric apart to present his eyes with the glorious sight of Neji's pale torso.

The boy was more beautiful than he'd ever imagined.

Orochimaru's stomach burned and he licked his lips as he splayed his hands over a muscled abdomen and grazed his fingers along hard ribs and corded pectorals. Neji felt sick to his stomach and groaned in disgust when his cold fingers brushed against equally cold nipples and the tiniest spark of pleasure tried to start a fire within him. The older man slid his hands beneath the shirt's collar and slipped the material off his broad shoulders and along well-defined forearms to stop at his elbows. It couldn't go any further because the boy's arms were locked in place but this was enough to satiate the man's ravenous gaze.

He leaned over to plant wet, little kisses along his stomach and he chuckled when the muscles contracted in response. He dipped his unnaturally long tongue into the young man's navel and lapped at it, making loud sucking noises that the Hyuga boy found revolting to his ears. His mouth steadily traveled upwards and left a glistening trail of saliva that immediately chilled against his cold skin from the low-temperature drafts of the air-conditioning then his tongue traced the underside of one pectoral before flicking across a dusty-brown nipple.

He recoiled and tried to pull away but he didn't get very far and his lame efforts only amused the larger man above him. He bit down hard on the nub as punishment and Neji gritted his teeth to trap the yell in his throat. Orochimaru cupped the back of his head with one hand and lifted him closer so he could kiss him but Neji folded his lips inside his mouth. The man was not dissuaded and kissed him anyway, running his tongue along the tight line of his mouth and discerning each tooth behind his flesh.

When he became more persistent Neji tossed his head from side to side, trying to escape his demanding lips. Orochimaru finally became annoyed with his non-cooperation and gripped his chin firmly with one hand and snapped his head around until they were face to face while he used the other hand to clutch his testicles again as a warning.

Neji's face contorted in pain and it only made the other man smile. "Kiss me," he ordered with a whisper and when he dipped his head again the younger man reluctantly unfolded his lips and allowed him to press his firmly against them.

He moaned loudly and his tongue shot into Neji's unwilling mouth causing the young boy to grimace at the slimy intruder.

He gagged and sputtered when Orochimauru's saliva mixed with his own and tried to keep his tongue as far away from the one that was desperately seeking his out. His employer tilted his head to one side and continued to abuse his lips with sloppy kisses and his mouth with a lewd tongue that thrusted suggestively against his teeth and the roof of his mouth, but when his efforts paid off and their tongues grazed against one another he moaned loudly into the Hyuga's mouth and his hands immediately went to the boy's lean hips to keep him in place while he humped him between his legs.

Orochimaru broke the kiss and their lips parted with a loud smack. He leaned back to admire the slightly moist and bruised lips and smiled at the thin trail of saliva that escaped through one corner of his captive's mouth.

Neji was glad that was over because he really didn't know how much longer he could hold the bile that had been steadily rising in his stomach and if he had continued to kiss him in that manner he knew he was going to throw up.

The older man moaned again as he continued to rub their groins together but he didn't seem to mind or care that Neji's penis was as soft as his was hard. He didn't expect the boy would enjoy this and it wasn't like him to pounce so quickly on his prey. He'd planned on wooing the boy first, gaining his trust and earning his respect before he even attempted to approach him in this fashion but he'd haunted him in his sleep, possessed his dreams and invaded his deepest fantasies until he could no longer deny the cravings. Orochimaru couldn't wait to have him and he had to have him now!

His hands fumbled in their excitement at Neji's belt-buckle and the boy gasped and tried to twist his hips away. He was scared before but he was terrified now. He had been hoping, in his naivete, that maybe, just maybe it would end with the kiss, maybe he'd just wanted to touch him, fondle him then send him along his merry way but nothing he could think of could prepare his mind for the harsh reality that the not so harmless sexual harassment was quickly becoming rape.

"Mister Uchiha, please stop," he begged as the man pulled the leather belt from it's loops and tossed it carelessly aside. His eager fingers worked at the fly and Neji squirmed in an attempt to shake him off and his efforts were found amusing and ultimately useless. Orochimaru tugged against his pants and boxers at the same time while Neji pleaded with him to stop. His cries fell on deaf ears and he shivered visibly when the lower half of his body was suddenly assaulted with more cold air and his clothing along with his shoes fell to the floor.

"So beautiful!"

Neji's face was now red with embarrassment and he bit his lip and turned his head away as the much older man began fondling his flaccid penis in an attempt to stir any kind of life into it.

His stomach lurched when he felt that slimy tongue lap against the soft tip before he took the entire thing into his mouth to suckle on it like an infant. Orochimaru groaned in disappointment when it refused to respond and decided to cut his losses and Neji was very relieved when he let it slip out of his mouth and collapse against its soft bed of testicles. His employer suddenly cupped his behind and lifted his hips high off the desk, forcing Neji to support himself with his shoulders and the back of his head, the other man's dark head sank a little lower and the young employee tried to crane his neck to see what he was doing but when he felt that wet tongue lap against the puckered entrance of his ass Neji's eyes flew open and his body clenched in revulsion.

How could he do something so disgusting to him?

He ran his tongue along the dark ring again and the boy started to squirm in a desperate effort to get away from that horrid tongue. "St-stop!" he panted and clenched his behind as tightly together as he could.

The older man 'tsked' in annoyance and grabbed him by his calves to push his legs back towards the desk until his knees touched his shoulders and until his ass was poised high in the air and he licked his lips greedily at the meal presented before him. Neji saw the gesture and gasped as he dropped his head again and resumed lapping at the tiny hole with great fervor.

"No!" the boy groaned and his body shook with wretched humiliation.

Orochimaru traced circles around it's ridged circumference with that pink, wet muscle and he kissed and nuzzled his thin lips upon it before he engulfed it with his mouth and suckled on it. Neji felt the air being drawn out of his rectum and heard him make those sickening noises again and he wanted to die just from sheer embarrassment alone. Something poked and prodded against him and he cried out in pain when the other man roughly shoved his tongue deep inside.

Neji gritted his teeth together when he felt the intruder lap against his inner walls and fought hard against his stomach that wanted to get rid of its contents. He wondered if he should throw up, it might put a damper on the entire situation...or it might only end up turning on the other guy more. That though made him feel more ill and his head felt light and he tasted a salty substance at the back of his throat.

Orochimaru pulled away and licked his lips again and Neji had to clamp his eyes shut to block out the unsightly image. He heard the sound of a zipper and the rustling of clothing and his eyes snapped open again to see his boss positioning his hard cock at the damp entrance he'd assaulted earlier.

"No! Stop! I have a girlfriend," Neji cried and tried to wiggle away but his hips were gripped firmly in powerful hands and he was yanked forward roughly just as his superior rammed himself into the virgin entrance, sheathing himself to the hilt.

"I won't tell her if you don't," he cooed before stopping to listen and enjoy the wondrous sound of the fractured screams as they filled the expansive office.

Neji suddenly lost all feeling in his legs, but he still felt every hard thrust and every painful stroke. He felt his inner walls tear and the burning sensation of the delicate lining rupture along with the sting of the open flesh that was stretched past its limit to allow faint slivers of blood to escape.

He also felt the unfamiliar tingling of hot tears running along the side of his temples and his throat was sore from all the screaming he could no longer hear. Other than that, Neji felt nothing else.

Orochimaru watched with excitement as his cock disappeared and reappeared within that sweet, little virgin ass. He was so tight and so warm, it was better than he'd imagined it would be. He saw the traces of blood that coated his engorged flesh and his head swam with anticipation of tasting him again afterwards.

He was stretching, adapting to the alien intrusion and his melodious screams were beginning to wane. Orochimaru thrusted at an angle, raking the head of his cock against the side of a wall and he was immediately rewarded with another blood-curdling yell.

Ah! It was music to his ears.

He leaned over to take the boy's mouth in another kiss but he snapped his head to one side causing the man to chuckle at the act of rebellion.

Neji grunted when a large hand was placed on the side of his head and pushed him into the hard table's surface and he panicked then fought back another scream when sharp teeth attacked the sensitive flesh at his neck.

"No!...Stop it," he groaned against the flat, wooden surface. If he left a mark and Ten-Ten saw it she'd get the wrong idea.

He pulled away and admired the lovely blemish that was growing darker by the second.

Neji was all his now!

That thought sent wonderful surges of heat to his loins and he moaned loudly as he felt his orgasm rapidly approaching. He grabbed the boy firmly by the hips and slammed into him unmercifully, their skin making obscene slapping noises that echoed off the walls in the room.

"Ah, Neji," he sighed contentedly before biting down on his lip and thrusting into him three more times before pulling out at the last minute and releasing his load all over the boy's stomach. He hummed an unfamiliar tune as he lazily smeared the thick fluid across his abdomen with one finger causing the younger man to shudder at the contact.

Orochimaru dipped his head again to drink of the red liquid that seeped out of that place he had just abused. Neji grunted and fought back a series of groans that sounded like pathetic little whimpers as his skin stung and burned against the warm saliva and wet tongue. The older man sighed at the delicious metallic taste that stimulated his tate buds and slurped and lapped at the orifice until he had consumed every last drop.

He pulled away then, sated, spent and immensely satisfied as he took in the quivering mess, slumped upon his table. His teeth were sunk deep into his lower lip and his eyes were clamped shut in an attempt to hold back the tears that flowed freely along his pale face and pooled onto the table and dampened a few sheets of paper. Orochimaru lifted the boy effortlessly in his arms and he flinched at his cold touch. His abuser carried him over to a dark love-seat made of leather and lay him on his side before removing the satin bond from his wrists and securing it around his neck again.

He left him there on the cold, empty couch and resumed his paper-work and answered his phone-calls as if nothing had happened.

Neji was in denial, he refused to believe that he had just been raped by his employer, but his body screamed in pain and his mind replayed each sordid scene over and over again as affirmation that it did happen and that he allowed it to happen.

Was he just as much to blame for this as Mister Uchiha was? Did he deserve the pain and humiliation he now suffered because he didn't fight back hard enough?

Neji believed so and it only made him cry harder.

More regrets! He now had more regrets to live with and just when he though he was doing so well.

His bawls became strangled sobs which soon died down into quiet hiccups. His tears no longer flowed and he stared blankly at the wall on the other side but a large painting of his malevolent employer stared back with a wide smirk and he cast his eyes at the floor.

He suddenly felt lower than trash. He felt dirty, like some discarded piece of filth and he hated the very skin he was in. His hair tickled his shoulders, face and back and he felt as if he were being caressed by that lewd old man again, his legs lay one atop the other and he hadn't moved his hands from behind his back and the feel of his own clammy flesh against flesh made him sick to his stomach.

He slowly got to his feet as if in a daze and his body switched to automatic pilot as it simulated the familiar procedures of getting dressed as he did every morning. He pulled on his shirt and his hands trembled as he slipped each button into it's respective slot. His legs were bare and he assumed his pants, underwear and shoes were still on the floor by his desk.

He didn't want to go over there, but he also didn't want to leave this office half-naked and he'd be damned before he stayed in here a second longer than he had to. As Orochimaru scribbled his signature on a stack of papers Neji shuffled over to the desk and retrieved the remainder of his clothes and gingerly stepped into them, cringing at the way the soft cotton gently caressed his legs. He secured his fly and slipped into his shoes then went to shove his shirt tails into the waist band of his pants but he caught a movement from the corner of his eye and fearing the worst he jumped backwards and stumbled to his feet to land with little grace on his behind.

Neji winced at the pain that shot through his ass and spine and the nerves sent an explosive ache to the top of his head. Orochimaru turned to look at him and when his amused yellow eyes met Neji's terrified pair the boy scrambled to his feet, completely forgetting about his belt that lay just a few inches from him and ran out of the office as if the the devil himself was at his heels.

He didn't stop as he sprinted down the hall and took the stairs almost two at a time to the floor below and retreated to the sanctuary of his cubicle leaving many confused and startled workers in his wake. He plopped into his chair then cried out in pain and collapsed towards the floor.

"Neji, are you alright?" It was the concerned voice of his immediate supervisor and the manager of his department.

Neji nodded slowly and forced a fractured smile. "Yeah, I fell out of my chair," he replied with an embarrassed chuckle. "I'm just a little clumsy today."

The man nodded and turned to the rest of the workers that had stopped to stare and peek at the boy who'd fallen to the ground. He berated them for being a bunch of nosy lolly-gaggers and told them that if they wanted to stand around doing nothing then maybe they should do it in the unemployment line and the monotonous hum of the workplace ambience quickly resumed as people tapped away at their computers, answered calls and operated fax-machines and photo-copiers.

Neji stumbled to his feet that still felt like rubber and gently eased himself into his chair. He couldn't concentrate and as much as he wanted to focus on his work to get his mind off of what just happened upstairs the only thing he could think about was heading home to crawl into his shower and scrub away the first layer of his skin.

He didn't eat that day and for his entire lunch hour he sat at his desk and stared at his reflection in the computer monitor until the sight of his own face became a thing of disgust to him.

The working day finally came to its end and he politely declined his co-workers' usual invitations to join them for happy hour. They asked him that every day and he always declined and he wondered why they didn't get the hint by now. Everyone said their good-byes and parted ways at the main doors and Neji trudged over to the bus stop a few meters from the compound. A glance at his watch told him it was fourteen minutes past six and that he had missed his bus.

The bench looked hard and uncomfortable compared to the cushioned office chair he'd managed to endure for the entire day but Neji's legs refused to support him for forty-five minutes so he had to ease into the seat very carefully.

After a twenty minute wait his body became drowsy and he fought against the allure of sleep in fear that he would miss his bus again, but shortly after that he heard a vehicle pull up through the foggy blanket of slumber that had settled upon him. He heard someone approach him and when his eyelids fluttered open he gasped and froze when he was face to face with gleaming, yellow eyes and a broad grin split from ear to ear.

"Missed your bus again?" the older man drawled and rested one thin hand on a lean hip. Neji nodded and didn't take his eyes off of him, even for a second. "Come with me and I'll give you a ride home."

The boy shook his head furiously. "No! That won't be necessary," he said a little too loudly. "Another bus will be here any minute."

The Uchiha raised an eyebrow and decided to humor him by looking at his watch which showed that the Hyuga would be waiting for another twenty minutes. "That's highly unlikely," he said with a smirk and Neji's stomach flopped at that look on his face, the same look he had on his face when he...

He sprang to his feet and turned to leave but the other man snaked out his arm and caught him by the wrist. He tried to pull away but Orochimaru was too strong and ended up dragging him towards the long, black limousine that was parked illegally in front of the bus sign.

"No!" the shorter man cried out but he was tossed effortlessly into the back seat and his only means of escape was when Orochimaru slipped into the vehicle behind him and slammed the door. The limo sped off with a screech of its tyres and drove away from the lonely stop, taking with it the screams of the helpless boy inside.