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tommy and wilbur had quickly decided to wait for the majority of the camera crew to make their way to the exit before they would actually get up and leave themselves.
“god, i’m tired,” tommy spoke after a long period of silence.
“how do you think i feel?” wilbur asked. tommy’s eyes flicked down to his still-standing erection.
they both paused, watching phil pack up his camera. he methodically unplugged cords, took apart the tripod, and put his camera in a soft-looking storage box.
he soon noticed them watching him, “how was it, boys?”
wilbur noticed tommy laying back behind him, nodding off, so he answered for the both of them, “couldn’t have been better.”
he slung his camera bag over his shoulder, walking towards the bed, “i’m so glad,” he leaned down and kissed wilbur on the forehead. “i’ll be on my way now. enjoy the rest of your evening, kids.”
“we will, phil. thank you,” wilbur said. he waved as phil walked out of the door.
“what was that about?” tommy questioned.
“what was what about? the kiss?”
“yeah. are you guys dating, or…?”
“oh no, no. phil is like my dad around here… i mean, not literally, of course, but he is quite paternal and just took me under his wing when i started here. i’ve never really had a father figure like that, so he’s a big comfort for me.”
“ah- that’s sweet. sorry for assuming the wrong thing.”
“oh no, that’s alright. i get it,” wilbur reassured him. they both paused.
wilbur was the first to speak, swinging his legs over the side of the side of the bed, “i’m going to go get changed.”
tommy nodded. wilbur walked off in the vague direction of the changing rooms, leaving tommy alone.
as he entered the locker room, he walked over to the locker with his name marked on it. he leaned forward and rested his head on it, exhausted.
“god…” he whispered to himself.
just then, the door reopened. tommy walked in, half-dressed, staring at wilbur still stood hunched over against his assigned locker.
“need some help there?” tommy asked. he quickly pointed to wilbur’s obvious hard-on. “i would’ve offered sooner, but it felt weird out there in the open.”
wilbur nodded tiredly, “please.”
tommy nodded and walked over. wilbur turned around, now standing with his back against the surface. tommy stood in front of him, and it was only now that wilbur noticed how much shorter tommy was than him. he must’ve been at least a foot shorter in stature. wilbur hated to admit how it turned him on.
“jesus, you’re short,” he sounded out of breath.
“i think you’re just really tall,” tommy said. he wrapped his arms around wilbur’s neck and pulled him down into a kiss. wilbur quickly reciprocated and placed his hands on his hips. he admired the fact that he had to bend over a significant amount in order to reach tommy’s mouth.
tommy unwrapped one hand from around wilbur’s neck and reached down to place a palm on wilbur’s dick. he pressed the hilt of his palm into his boner, and wilbur whined.
he pulled away gently, “tom-“
he giggled, “wow, i did not expect you to give in that easily.”
“i’m a s-switch, you asshole.”
“you sure don’t look like it.”
tommy released his hand and sneaked it below the waistband of wilbur’s boxers. he wrapped a hand around his dick, not yet moving.
small whimpers and high-pitched moans came tumbling from wilbur’s mouth. his pupils were blown wide, but his eyes remained half-shut, like he was on the verge of sleep.
“pretty puppy doesn’t look so tough now, does he? i’ve barely even touched you yet and you’re practically dripping for me.”
“i-i can’t help it,” wilbur pleaded.
“i know, baby. i’m just teasing,” tommy began to, painstakingly slowly, move his hand up and down his length. wilbur could feel every up and down stroke along his dick, grip becoming harsher on his hips every time he neared the tip. tommy flicked his wrist and ran the pad of his thumb across wilbur’s slit, and he moaned loudly and arched his back off of the locker.
“puppy, you look so pretty…”
wilbur gasped and let his moans become louder. tommy’s hand sped up.
“you like it when i call you my puppy?” wilbur nodded quickly, “like it when i let you know you’re all mine and that you look so beautiful for me? for mommy?”
“yes, mommy. wanna be good for you-“ wilbur cut himself off with a moan.
“yeah? you are being good for me, sweetheart. being so good…” tommy focused his attention to the tip of wilbur’s dick, since he had been sensitive there earlier. he ran his thumb along his slit up and down, and wilbur moaned out loudly.
“m-mommy, i’m close.”
“i know, puppy. you’re being so good for mommy. can you cum for me?” wilbur nodded, “good puppy. whenever you’re ready.”
“k-kiss me?”
“what do you say?”
“please?”
tommy smiled and stood up on his toes to reach wilbur. their lips connected and wilbur came into tommy’s hand, coating his palm and the inside of his boxers with it.
“there you go… good job, pup.”
wilbur collapsed forward onto tommy’s shoulder. he continued to stroke his dick while it was becoming soft again. wilbur soon began to twitch and shudder against tommy’s torso.
“hurts…”
“hurts? oh, baby, you can take a little longer.”
“i- i can’t. please.”
tommy ignored him and continued to stroke his soft dick.
“okay. i’m sorry, pup. you did great,” he removed his hand and pulled it out of his boxers, rubbing his back instead.
wilbur relaxed against him, breathing heavily.
“how would you feel…” wilbur started, “about going back to my place?”
tommy giggled, “i would love to.”
“good,” he smiled against tommy’s shoulder.
“have you ever had sex with anyone else after a shoot like this?”
“no.. i usually don’t like my coworkers enough to hang out with them at all outside of work, let alone let one of them give me a hand job.”
“are you saying i’m special?”
he didn’t answer.
“how did you know that i liked that shit? …the puppy and the mommy stuff.”
“i’m special.”