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Within seconds of clicking, Damien appeared on a set. In the center was a bed that was meticulously put together, a nice cream and blue color scheme adorned the bed and room. A camera crew stood in the room, all of them behind cameras. Suddenly a tall man, who Damien assumed to be the director began to yell out.

"OKAY EVERYONE!! LET'S CONTINUE WITH THE SHOOTING, DAMIEN AND SUNOO, YOU'RE UP NOW."

Wait what? From the corner of his eye, Damien sees the smaller boy come out, wearing a very revealing croptop that was paired with a set of cropped jeans. Damien, seeing as he had no other option, went along with everything that was going on.

"3, 2, 1! QUIET ON SET, LET'S GO!"

"Dami... I'm so sorry about this all," Sunoo started, already getting into his role like a natural. "I know I shouldn't have done it but, you're just so good looking and- well if I'm being honest, I was feeling super fucking honey and just wanted your cock real bad." He finished his lines masterfully, slurring the end of his sentence and looking at Damien with 'fuck-me' eyes.

Damien would've pounced on the boy right then and there if it wasn't for the fact that he had a script to follow.

"I don't know man... like, I get it, but you've could've hurt someone, or worse, yourself. Someone as pretty as you should never have to work that hard for something. Baby, if you really wanted it, you could've asked."

"But what about your girlfriend?"

"Forget about her, right now it's only me and you." Damien cringed a bit at the script, but made sure not to let it show. He had more important things to focus on right now; like leading Sunoo's head over to the growing bulge in his pants.