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“Fluke come here, we need to mix and match your outfits!” Note shouted from the other side of the room, peeling Fluke off of his phone for a little while.
It was a busy day for everyone inside the studio; for today was the launch of the new phone Ohm and Fluke were advertising. Indeed, the manager was in a hurry to put his talent into fashionable clothes.
Fluke walked towards his manager, looking all grumpy while holding his phone playing games, “Phi I’m almost booyah wait!”
The manager sighed and continued digging through the rack of clothes looking for something to mix and match but to no avail.
“The t-shirt will look plain and boring itself.” Note said to himself as his talent was still busy on his phone.
Ohm and Fluke just finished taking sample photos from the phone for the event later and both are busy playing on their phones hoping to get a duo booyah.
“Can someone take their phones please?” News entered the room and almost immediately, Ohm had put down his phone on his dresser and listened attentively to what his manager was saying.
“P’Note this white shirt is too plain,” Fluke stated, finally giving some attention to the matter at hand. “I need something to like put over it.”
“I know, but all your dress shirts are fit, the loose ones are at home, I didn’t bring them.” His manager stated and gave up on skimming through the rack of clothes.
“Why don’t you wear this?” A voice said from behind and as Fluke turned around, he found Ohm holding up a green dress shirt in a hanger.
“No thank-” But even before Fluke could decline it, his manager grabbed it from the actor.
“This works so perfect! Thanks Ohm, where’d you find this?” Note asks, putting the shirt into the rack.
“Fluke’s clothes tend to get mixed with mine, Phi.” He said and gave Fluke a smile, and oh, don’t forget the wink.
Fluke knew all too well, it wasn’t his shirt, it was clearly Ohm’s. Seeing how long and big it is, he would surely drown in those, but his manager seemed to not notice the big size difference and continued on his own task.
The taller male walked back to his dresser with a grin on his face, but before he could sit down on his chair, the other eyed him through the mirror and signalled for him to come out. He gladly obliged.
Fluke pulled him to a corner where there were no cameras, no people and almost no light. “P’Ohm, why would you give that?”
“What? I think it’ll match your shirt perfectly, Noo. Is there a problem?” Ohm grinned widely looking at the panicking figure in front of him.
“You wore that already, and you have a photo! The fans surely will suspect something again.” Fluke exclaimed and bit his lip.
“Now, don’t bite your lip, Fluke. That might bleed.” Ohm warned.
“I’m not biting it that hard.”
“I’ll bite it hard.” The taller’s words stopped Fluke from his lip biting and he looked up to him, shock evident on his eyes.
Before Fluke knew it, lips were attached on his and for a second he panicked but Ohm pulled away, “Your lip gloss tastes horrible, Noo. Change it.”
“P’Ohm! How could you casually do that?”
But he received no answer as Ohm walked back to the room with an amused smile etched on his face and Fluke following just behind him; face flushed red with the sudden action made by the other.
The event was about to start in a few minutes and both Ohm and Fluke together with Bank, the other ambassador, were on standby behind the camera. Ohm’s amused smile never left his face, especially after seeing Fluke wear his dress shirt over a white shirt. It looked so big; the sleeves were even folded so he wouldn’t drown in them.
He looks cute. Ohm thought to himself.
When Bank was on stage, both of them were geared up with microphones and Fluke was struggling to put his own because of how he was drowning in the other’s dress shirt.
Ohm chuckled and moved closer to reach Fluke’s ear, “The dress shirt looks nice over the shirt. But I think it looks better if worn alone, no?”
Fluke flushed red as the sudden comment and was stoned at where he was standing looking around if anyone had heard what Ohm just told him.
I don’t want to go home. Fluke said inside his mind, knowing he’ll have on hell of a night later.
To Fluke’s amusement, Ohm had the car ready to leave a few minutes after they had settled everything with the staff inside the studio.
Before proceeding out, his manager approached him, “No schedules tomorrow, Fluke. Take your time to ease the incoming pain.”
“Phi!” He exclaimed and even hit his manager’s arm while rolling his eyes.
“Fluke, let’s go,” Ohm said from the door and gave him a sheepish smile as the two got inside Ohm’s car and P’News settled in the front seat.
“Where’s my shirt?” Ohm asked as they were nearing the condominium building where he owned a unit.
“With P’Note, it needed a good wash in the laundries.” Fluke lied, it was inside his bag, folded neatly and ready to be worn.
Alone, this time, no shirt underneath it, no pants to cover his legs.
Ohm shrugged it off.
I have more dress shirts. He thought as the car entered the premises of the condominium building.
The elevator dinged open and the two walked to the very familiar door of Ohm’s unit, once the door was unlocked the lights opened and revealed the very clean and organized home of the taller.
“I’ll go get some water from the fridge,” Fluke said as he placed his bag on the sofa and walked on bare feet towards the kitchen.
“Noo, wear your slippers at least!” Ohm reminded him and went to the shoe rack and passed his slippers.
“Thanks, Phi.” Fluke said as he was sitting in the kitchen counter drinking his bottled water.
Not long enough, Ohm caged Fluke between his chest and the kitchen counter, his big and muscled arms preventing Fluke to move from where he was sitting.
“P’Ohm, I need to take a bath! Let me go!” He tried to squirm his way out but to no avail.
“Not until you tell me you have my shirt,” He paused and moved closer to Fluke’s ear and nibbled on it a bit, “You have no idea how I imagined you wearing that alone, Noo. It was stressful.”
His husky voice was music to Fluke’s ears as he bit his lip taunting the man in front of him. “Stop that, Noo.”
“Let me take a bath first, and you’ll get what you want, Phi.” Fluke smirked, he was one to fulfill his promises so Ohm let him go as he picked up his bag and went inside the master’s bedroom where the bathroom was.
“You’re tormenting me huh, Noo?”
The moment Fluke exited the bathroom, he was already clad in Ohm’s dress shirt which he wore just hours ago in the event. His hair was still damp and he was trying to dry it with a towel when Ohm came inside the room in his sweatpants and looked at Fluke like he was his prey.
In fact, he really is.
“I’ll do that, Noo.” Ohm took the towel and did the job for his lovely Noo.
“Thanks, daddy bear.” The endearment made Ohm stop but continued nonetheless. Fluke was never the one to use the term daddy bear when referring to Ohm; he liked calling him Phi, even when he was a year older.
“You’re done.” Ohm said and placed the towel in the hamper in the corner of the room while Fluke’s feet took him to the desk where countless of scripts are sitting on it.
“You were offered a job at this drama?” Fluke asked in surprise while leaning against the desk with his butt cheeks slightly showing, giving his daddy bear a little show.
Ohm’s arm snaked into Fluke’s tiny waist, his member poking at the other’s butt, taunting him. “Yeah, but I’m really not into that type of character. I can’t act like a maniac, Noo.”
The growing member in Ohm’s sweatpants was hard and Fluke could feel it behind him, “You’re hard already, daddy bear.”
“If you wore some underwear then I wouldn’t be.” Fluke faced him and saw how good he looked under the dim lights of his room.
“I thought you wanted me to wear this, and this alone?”
“Stop tormenting me, Noo.”
“Oh, I love to do it, daddy bear. What can I do?”
Not wasting any second, Ohm had pushed Fluke towards the king sized bed and the smaller could only laugh, “You little demon.” Ohm stated as he hovered over his little lover who was giving him such a sight situated there on his bed.
Before Fluke could even protest, Ohm’s mouth was latched onto his kissing him hungrily, like there’s no tomorrow. The passion and heat was slowly spreading like wildfire in both of their bodies as they grinded against each other.
Ohm’s tongue seeks for entrance against Fluke’s lips, and the other gladly gave it to him. Saliva mixing with saliva and tongues fighting for dominance was the definition of their warm up.
“You look fucking beautiful in my shirt, you should keep wearing them.” Ohm said breathless, “And I’ll keep tearing them off of you.” The next minute, the dress shirt was discarded to the floor leaving Fluke in his naked glory in front of Ohm.
“Take it off,” Fluke said breathless, referring to Ohm’s sweatpants which he took off the next second.
The erect member proudly stood in front of Fluke’s eyes and it made him drool at the sight. His own member was starting to get hard as Ohm’s skillful hands stroked it up and down sending shivers down to Fluke’s spine.
Fluke’s moans filled the room as he was feeling a knot and chasing it, in a matter of minutes, his first orgasm came and Ohm was only stroking him.
“Very good for daddy, I see.” Ohm commented and saw how the whit liquid was dripping down from his chest when Fluke came. “Now blow me, Noo.”
Fluke smiled switching their positions; Ohm was now on his stomach while Fluke positioned himself in between Ohm’s legs and in front of the big member. “Daddy’s cock is so big,” Fluke said as he admired it.
“Will it fit in Noo’s pretty mouth? Hmm?”
Fluke started with teasing his lover, his small fingers circling around the tip and soon enough pre-cum started leaking out. That was when he took him by mouth; the warmness of his mouth gave Ohm a good sensational feeling, so much pleasure.
The smaller’s head started bobbing up and down the big and erect member sending Ohm to haven as he felt his load releasing soon, but when Fluke took his mouth off of the member he groaned at the loss. His orgasm failed.
“Noo, what the hell!” He exclaimed only to find Fluke laughing at him, and he had returned to his task at hand and Ohm was slowly feeling high once again.
The knot was on his stomach and when he released his load, Fluke’s mouth took it all in, some even dripped on the side of his lips but he wiped it clean swallowing every little bit of his juices. Ohm found it erotic.
“Hmm, your cum tastes good, daddy.” Fluke said in a voice too erotic that Ohm wanted to pound on him real good, right then and there.
“Come here,” He instructed and Fluke came crashing down his chest.
Ohm placed his middle finger near the smaller’s mouth and Fluke took it inside coating it with his saliva mixed with some of Ohm’s cum left on his mouth. Pulling it out of his mouth, the taller then proceeded to pushed it inside Fluke’s entrance as he moaned in pain and pleasure.
His finger did so much wonders to Fluke, his moans were the positive feedback that Ohm was doing so well he added another one, and another one. Three fingers were violating his hole, but Fluke could only moan with the unbearable pleasure he was feeling that very moment.
“That f-feels g-good, d-daddy!” Fluke moaned out as Ohm was pushing hard and deep.
“You like that, hmm Noo?”
“Ye- Aaahhh!” Fluke released another round of his load, he came for the second time and he was ready for more.
“I want you to fill me up, daddy.” Fluke’s voice was clear enough that Ohm smirked before placing him slowly on the bed with his member ready to enter Fluke’s lubricated hole.
“As you wish, Noo.” He slowly pushed himself into the entrance, Fluke still feeling tight as ever.
The pain in Fluke’s silent cries were evident that made Ohm stop his movements, “Go on, please, I want it.” Fluke encouraged him.
“Noo, what colour?” Ohm asks.
“Purple.” Fluke answers.
Purple was his safe word, but he was determined not to say it tonight. He was keen on enduring the pain until the very end, even if it was far too painful, but it was worth it.
Ohm had began moving once again, pushing the whole of his member inside Fluke’s hole, violating it with every movement but the smaller was very high and kept on moaning through the pain of every thrust Ohm would make.
The groans of Ohm slowly filled the room as he thrust harder and pounded on Fluke their bodies grinding and moving in sync with each other. Skin slapping against skin and numerous moans was all you can hear inside the bedroom.
When Ohm found the spot where the other felt so good, he continued on thrusting hard and fast, his wholeness filling up Fluke.
“D-daddy! Yes, right t-there!” Fluke cried out feeling the wholeness of Ohm’s large member.
Ohm felt that he was close, “Do you want daddy to fill you up?” he asked between thrusts and only gained a nod and a loud moan from Fluke.
In a matter of seconds, his hot cum was filling Fluke and he never felt so satisfied ever. The smaller felt the hot liquid inside him and as Ohm pulled out, the thick cum came gushing out of Fluke’s whole.
“Daddy came a lot,” Fluke commented with heavy eyes, feeling the liquid oozing out.
“Only for my Noo.”
Ohm got up from the bed and went for the bathroom leaving Fluke a mess on the bed, but the smaller couldn’t care less and rolled over on his back.
“It stained the sheets, daddy bear. Look, our cum’s all over.” Now the cute Fluke was back but still with dirty words and was looking at the dirty sheets.
“We need to get it to laundry tomorrow then,” Ohm answered pulling Fluke close to him and cleaning him with a fresh and damp towel.
“I love you, daddy bear.”
“I love you too, Noo.”
After cleaning themselves up, the two forgot to even eat dinner and instantly had drifted to sleep in each other’s arms. The silence of the bedroom where the moon shined bright outside and the warmth of each other was the only thing they needed to complete the eventful day at work.