the model

can tell your tempting me

After there romp, gulf watched has mew kept to his word, he let him be and stayed to a point away from him, however, gulf was starting to become irritated, he could see mew flirt with everyone, the men and women that shot around his shoot, he would ignore gulf to then go to another to brush his hand against there's or help them with there clothing which he never had done before.
By the end of the week, and beginning of the other, gulf clued in to what he was trying to do and gulf went that route has well, he completely ignored mew and if he was asked by the photographer to touch it fix something with mew, gulf would graciously give it to the second assistance.
This started to bother mew to no end, he didn't like to be ignored, espacially when he had feelings for gulf.
By Tuesday of there second week of playing a sort of game, gulf stood by the photographer to look angry at mew, while he was before them he shot with fierce poses to then also tried to be unbuttoning his shirt to show himself off.
Gulf rolled his eyes to then look to the photographer that was eating this up.
"Are you thirsty? Hungry? Maybe we should take a break?"
The photographer leaned up to then lower there camera to then look to there watch to there wrist.
"Mmm, think that would be a good idea, we have gone passed lunch."
Gulf nodded, to then turn to place his clipboard to the table, to then go to the bathroom, which everyday he did something he was starting to despise.
Mew moved his head about to watch him go to narrow his eyes, he then wrapped his hands around his body.
Again gulf? Almost been doing this at the same time everyday, don't think peeing takes that long.
Mew lightly chuckled to then stand but then stopped, he peered his eyes to the ground.
You told him you would leave him alone.
Signing, mew turned to go and eat something.
Breathing heavily, gulf was before the back of the door to make sure no one could come in, he had a hand wrapped around his length to stroke and a hand to his mouth to moan to then grunt.
No matter how long it took or what he thought of, he couldn't cum, seeing mew in those poses made him hard, however he had not had the ability to cum since he last had sex with mew, gulf couldn't understand why that was.
Signing, he took his hand off, to lift his head up to take his hand off.
What the hell is wrong with me! Why can't I seem to...... Been almost 2 weeks since.....ugh!
Looking down he eyed his erection with anger and rage to then place it back in to leave the stall to then go to the sink to wash his face and think of things that would make himself go down.
Feeling it go away, he then grabbed a paper towel to dry his face, to then look himself over in the mirror.
What is wrong with me? Maybe I'm sick? This makes no sense to me at all.
Signing, gulf needed to eat something. Sleep and eating were also eluding him a bit.
Going out, he stood to roll his eyes, mew was to the table, back to it, head turned to laugh and smile at another male model.
Just ignore him, get your food.
Nodding to himself, gulf went forward keeping his eyes to the table, to then go too the side of the other model to grab a plate and start placing food to it.
Mew eyed that, to then turn his body to give this model his full attention.
"So how long have you've been in this business?"
"Since I was 12, local stuff, what about you?"
"Since I was really young, can't really remember, after the shoot today, do you want to go and have a drink?"
Gulfs body tensed to shake his head.
"Asshole." He muttered.
Gulf thought he had said this to himself however, they were able to hear, mew and him looked to gulf.
"Excuse me?" Mew asked.
Gulf  gritted his teeth to grab a muffin coming up with a lie when he turned, with his head hung.
"Whoever took the last blueberry muffin is an asshole. Sorry I talk to myself sometimes."
Mew and the other watched him go off to seat next to the other assistant.
"That mr. Fenrir, sure is a weird one, became a bit of a longer and barely talkes to anyone since harmo scamri left."
Mews eyes widen to then look to the model.
"The mr. Scamri? I know him, he is at the top of every modeling agency."
The model nodded.
"Yeah, I know, those two started to become close, then I don't know what happened, maybe mr. Fenrir turned like this since he was becoming friends with him and he left I don't know." He shrugged.
Mews lips parted to then eye gulf who was eating not really no expression.
So...... Is he the one who broke your heart? I know personal things about that model, he is a huge playboy, were you under his grasp? Did you two date? If so it never was made public.....mmm....
Thoughts started to swirl about mews head. The model looked to mew a bit with a adoration, since he was older, by two years.
"So what time did you want to go have that drink?"
Mew kept his eyes to gulf to then turn, the model stood there dumbfounded.
What the hell!?
Once they all ate, gulf had to go back to his post to watch mew, to narrow his eyes, he kept looking to him then looking away.
Damnit mew! Leave me alone.
Once the day was done, gulf was to his locker to place some things in to then grab his phone. He hung his head to eye.
Since mew is clearly going after another tonight..... And I've hit a bit of a.... Spell here.....
Gulf opened his phone to text rinti.
Gulf: rinti are you doing anything tonight?
Gulf looked to not see anything, signing, he then turned to place it to his back pocket too then leave.
Upon his departure, he looked to the side to see mew looking at him to then eye the floor.
Gulf took a deep breathe in to then turn his head forward to walk quicker away.
He is going to have sex with another, probably why he is acting like that, well..... Now he will certainly leave me be.
Getting outside, gulf stopped to then answer his phone.
"Hey gulf, I just got out of work now, do you and our other friends want to meet up or something?"
Gulfs eyes darted to turn his head to eye his building.
"No.....I was wondering if I can go to your place..... Need a sex buddy right now."
Gulf turned his head to then walk off towards his car to then drive to rinti who agreed to this.
I need to get that model out of my system, rinti......I guess will have to do.
Gulf signed a bit sullenly and confused to go to his friend house, wishing a bit he was going to be with mew, he started to hate that about himself.