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michael was working another long, boring shift at the town's only adult store. his boss calum has been in for the morning to check on michael and then went home again. from his check in, michael had gotten his wank material for the morning - well the whole day really, since there was no chance in hell the blonde boy he longed after was coming back to the lonely adult store. even though he barely knew luke, he still missed him. michael didn't like this feeling of lust, and he chose to ignore it as much as he possibly could.

to distract himself from any thoughts about his gorgeous new crush, michael would hang out in the store room and watch whatever he would deem interesting at the time on the little box tv that was stacked on top of unopened, old boxes. he would surf channels in between wanks on his 14 hour shifts, while attempting to keep the shop running. pfft, like that would take any effort at all, michael scoffs to himself.  they had about 5 customers a week, with about 2 of them actually buying something. michael knew that the shop had a slight chance of being closed, but since it was the only store of it's kind within a 50km radius it was very unlikely that it would occur.

on this particular day, michael settled on watching a mystery diners marathon that was playing on the food network.  he liked this show a lot because of how seemingly fake it is, that's where the appeal comes from. basically, in a short summary, a business owner makes a call to mystery diners when they suspect an employee may be sabotaging their business. a man that goes by the name of charles stiles comes in with a crew and sets up cameras, and sends in one to three "mystery diners" that go undercover to try and catch the culprit, or whatever was going on inside the owner's business. to michael, this was a show he was able to binge watch to pass away a lot of the time he spent at his dead end job. it had a 'binge-worthy' appeal to it, because every episode there was a different business and a different crisis that michael could invest in. it wasn't the ideal way to forget about luke, but if it worked, it worked.

about three episodes in, michael decides that it's a good time for a wank. he mutes the tv to keep an ear out for entering customers, which was highly unlikely on even a good day at the store. he unzips his skinny jeans, and pulls them halfway down his toned legs. he chuckles lightly as he remembers his choice in boxers for the day, adventure time. he remembers his mum bought them for him, and immediately stops thinking about them for the sole purpose of not killing his hard on.

he removes his boxers, also halfway down his pasty white legs, along with his jeans. he wraps his hand around his cock, moaning at the relief of his cold hand. he starts pumping in slow motion almost, so the feeling of needing a release becomes stronger. he pictures calum doing unspeakable things to himself in his mind, liking the thought of the older boy touching him in places only others could dream of. michael works his way to release at a slow pace, while daydreaming of calum thrusting into him hard and fast. these bliss images in michaels head slowly came to replace calum's beautiful toned body with luke's broad shoulders and pale skin.

michael attempts to shake his head of any thought of luke and place calum back into his imagination. at too many failed attempts to do this, he just settles with unwanted thoughts of luke. he keeps stroking, but his pace soon fastens as he hears the small bells on the door of the adult shop ring, meaning a customer had entered. michael rushes to finish himself, his breaths quickening and becoming louder. as michael gets closer to release, his moans also become louder. he cums all over his hand, with a failed attempt at holding back the loudest moan he'd ever let slip.

seconds after he finished himself off, michael jumps to his feet to find his trusty cum rag to clean up his cock. after he rapidly cleans up after himself, he rushes to the front to supervise the adult store. he sees someone standing at the counter and michael apologises about the wait. he looks up at the customer, and realises that it wasn't just anyone who was standing behind the worn down counter - it was luke.

"you sounded like you were having fun there," luke chuckles jokingly. "s-shame you couldn't have waited for me."

michael giggles at luke's attempt to be cocky and confident. he finds it cute and feels butterflies swell up and grow and expand a million times over in his stomach, and he hates that with a passion. michael wasn't the type to catch feelings. at least not after what happened the last time he did. he didn't like to think about last time, but he had always let it hinder him when falling for someone.

"quit the confident act, sweetheart. you're not fooling anybody," remarks michael. little did luke know, michael wasn't so confident himself, bursts of anxiety washing over him every time luke glances in his direction. he sees luke blush and he knows that luke's already forgotten about the scene he had heard. before luke could reply to michaels snarky comment, michael interrupts him with a question.

"so why didn't you text or call after i gave you my number pukey?"

"i-it slipped my mind, i'm sorry michael," luke stammers extremely embarrassed.

"s'okay. so why are you here? are you buying something or just here to be graced by the presence of moi?"

"well you caught me, guess i'm here to be graced by the one and only michael clifford," luke mumbles, making michael chuckle at his shyness. michael liked the shy boys more; he liked how nervous he could make them when he put on a confident and cocky act. it gave him a thrill like nothing else.

michael loved when luke fiddled with his clothes when he spoke, he thought it was the single most adorable manner the boy had.  as of now, michael has never seen anyone as adorable as luke grace the earth in his lifetime. as far as he knew, he only wanted to fuck luke. which is all he would ever want to do.

"good to know. i mean who can resist me, am i right?" michael says loudly throwing up his arms and shrugging.

luke doesn't know what to say at this point. he makes his way away from michael and over to the shelves to browse the dusty sex store. he strolls in deep thought, turning over items in his hands and pretending to look at them. he silently wishes to himself, wishing that he wasn't so nervous around michael all the time. he knew, that if he'd started to hang out with michael and see him outside of the adult store,  the nervousness would leave his body.

luke barely knew michael at all, although he did feel like there was more to him than his cocky attitude and his freshly dyed, bright red hair. he wanted to unearth his soft and sensitive side.

"i get off work in about 20 minutes, let's hang out after i close up if you want," michael jokingly demands.

"sure, i'll be back then."