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It had been 7 weeks since the new Cleaning and Houseworking Classes was officially accepted by the city government. And today was the day it's first meeting would begin.
It was a Thursday. Thoma's apartment stayed clean as ever. Rushing on his best pair of pants while simultaneously brushing his teeth.
"Shoot, shoot shoot! I knew I shouldn't have stayed up late!" The blond man huffed, grabbing a belt and putting it on in the bathroom as he spat out the toothpaste and brushed his hair as quick as possible.
Stuffing his face with some cereal, he packs all his items, wallet, phone, keys, everything he needed to go outside. Not taking a look at himself as he hurriedly rushed out of his apartment, taking his car and driving to the hallroom.
Having arrived correctly, Thoma got out of his car and went inside into the building. Walking up to the other instructors.
"Tho- Oh! I mean, Thoma, you came in right on time. Goodmorning! We've already divided the learners into groups of seven, but we have two students left over. We were going to have two uneven groups but it seems you can instruct them. " The organizer greeted.
Hm? What was that for? Weird.
"Oh, goodmorning! I'm so sorry about being the last instructor to arrive. Anyways, where are the two extra?" Thoma laughed off the awkward aura in the room.
The organizer pointed to a room, next to other rooms, full of other learners.
Thoma thanked the organizer. Walking to the room and opening it.
"Hello! I'm your instructor. I'm sure we're near the same age, so you can both call me Thoma!" He looked the two learners.
One of them was a beautiful young woman, her blue hair tied back gracefully. Her skin looked like porcelain, and her eyes were the top of it all. They looked like huge skies with a layer of frost on top. She wore an excellent outfit which complimented her physical appearance, and her silver earrings were the best of it all.
But she wasn't alone.
Next to her was a man of a broader body. He pulled off his hair stunningly, his pores were smooth and his seductive yet assuring eyes made Thoma feel better. His outfit wrapped around him perfectly, formal yet alluring.
Thoma knew something was off about this guy, but was too stunned to call him out on it.
His eyes were ice cold.
But Thoma felt comforted by them. His beauty mark on his bottom lip made him look even more arousing.
That's a man.
Thoma huffed, holding his breath.
"Oh wow! I- Hello, I'm Ayaka Kamisato, and this is my brother Ayato." The younger girl welcomed in the blond. A bit flustered at that.
Again?! Thoma, confused about her shock. He exhaled, but Thoma had realized something else.
"Ayaka? It's me, remember? We used to fence together during highschool! I can't believe the world is this small!" Thoma laughed, waving to her.
The sister Kamisato smiled back. "I guess so, did I ever tell you about my brother?"
Thoma looked up to the elder brother. His face was poker, his eyes directed to Ayaka. But as he had eye contact with Thoma, he gave a softer smile. The corner of his eyes creased.
Thoma was never able to understand why, but he always had this sense of relaxation whenever he was around. Especially when he would visit Ayaka during practices. There was something unexplainable about the guy.
Of course, that saying still is with him. His energy was unexplainable and confusing. But it brought something different to Thoma. The blond enjoyed people who felt different.
"Hahaha, yeah. It's been a while! How's it been?"
Thoma offered a hand to Ayato. Who in return gave him a handshake.
"We've been doing fine. It's ironic we get to see you again." Ayato chuckled, "But how about we get back to the lesson? We'll have much more time to catch up afterwards."
"Sure, how about we start off with cleaning up a spill?" He asked the two, twisting open an orange juice bottle cap placed on the table.
The two nodded. Thoma poured a bit of the juice onto a wooden table. Starting the lesson.
The siblings were both... Novice on the art of housekeeping.
Nonetheless. Thoma persevered, and so, the end of the first meet concluded.
"Well that's that! I'm sure tomorrow will be better, and if not tomorrow, the day after! I'm going to stay behind with the other instructors, but you guys can leave." He bid his farewell to the two. Just not until the taller, matured man spoke up.
"Actually,"
"We were wondering to exchange numbers, to get lessons not during meets. Simple extra training, that is."
Up close, Ayato was better than from afar.
His face was clear, not a single scratch, not a single flaw.
It was as if he were a painting, crafted by the most talented craftsman there is.
"Of course, here!"
Thoma, after a drive from a senior's home, helping out by cooking, cleaning, etc. He unlocked the door into his apartment, kicking his shoes off as he lay onto his couch.
In his view was a mirror.
Thoma's suit was buttoned low towards his chest, it was bare and open. Apparently, nobody he met today decided to inform him of this.
How embarrassing! How humiliating! How could he ever show his face? Thoma might aswell worn a paper bag on his face!
Spending promptly 17 minutes and 1 hour grimacing the purpose of his life, he decided to get on his phone and drive his problems away for a little.
Porn, porn, clickbait article, death of someone famous, blah blah blah.
Scrolling down, he saw an advertisement of porn. Shocker.
But this wasn't any pornstar.
This person seemed to be the epitome of perfection.
Although it was a man. Thoma didn't care.
The body was so in fit, the hands were perfectly shaped with enough veins to make him more seductive.
Clicking on the ad, he was met to a pornstar account.
@whorewhorewhore0326
About Me:
hey, i'm suiyuu or yuu. he/they.
just a random 26 yr on this website because im horny as shit.
visit my onlyfans for special content or personal requests: www/onlyfans/whore-wh0r3whore.com
i stream on weekends , but my usual content is roleplays
check out videos down below ⬇
The rest of the videos were normal porn video content. "POV: Your boyfriend returns drunk" or "Stuck in a room with your bully" and stuff like that.
The one that peaked his interest was one titled "POV: You hide under your bosses desk after he's had a rough day" and so, not knowing better. He clicked on it.
The video started with the man, probably Suiyuu, sitting down onto an office chair, he first types on an unseen keyboard, regular office job work. But he slowly touches himself through his pants.
This type of content wasn't new to Thoma, but his figure was dashingly irresistible.
Suiyuu's soft moans as he touches himself pleased Thoma's body.
This amused Thoma, not because he was a thirteen year old boy who had just discovered porn, but because Suiyuu's beautiful nude body was eye-candy. He was already excited, gosh.
His perfect body was everything Thoma needed in life.
Suiyuu grabbed his belt, selfishly taking it off and pulling down his boxers. His boner basically bounced out.
Thoma followed Yuu's steps as he grabbed his own pants to get rid of his own perky, bouncing dick.
Shutting his eyes and pretending that Suiyuu was right infront of him, helping him with his climax at the video played Yuu's soft and beautiful moans.
Thoma didn't last very long against Suiyuu. Well, he was perfect. In Thoma's defense. How could he even finish after him?
Panting, his left hand was covered in semen, holding his dick. While his other hand held his phone, scrolling through Yuu's videos.
Suiyuu made Thoma even more excited.
Thoma eyed bits of his hair in some clips of his video. Longish blue hair. It looked elegant and silky. The camera was high quality, so he could see it clearly.
And even in some videos Yuu took off his shirt. Revealing his stunningly hot bod. It was built incredibly nice, Thoma wouldn't consider himself scrawny, but he wasn't as good as Suiyuu's body type.
Thoma grimaced. I'll have to check back on Saturday to check out his streams. He thought, unconsciously following the account to check back tomorrow for any new videos.
The time was 9:34 PM. Thoma lay in his bed restless. Grabbing a journal from his bedstand. He liked to scrapbook, sketch, and write short stories in this journal he crafted back when he also took care of children.
The book had tons of pages.
Pages like sketches of blue jays, dogs, people, scrapbooks of places he had gone, writing down how it went, etc.
His whole life was in this book.
Ding. His phone sent out one vibration.
Thoma grabbed his phone and checked the notification, the lockscreen was a picture of him and his high-school friends camping, all next to a fireplace. He unlocked his phone and read the message.
9:34 PM | Unknown Number: Hello, Is this Thoma from Housekeeping Meet? I'm Ayato, sorry about the message this late. My schedule was so packed I forgot until now. Me and Ayaka are okay for anytime to meet up, just not on the weekends. Ayaka has fencing and piano lessons.
It was Ayato! It sure had taken him a while.
Thoma furiously tapped on the screen keyboard, hurriedly ushing out a response.
9:35 PM | You: Thoma here! dont worry about messaging me this late!
9:35 PM | You: how about we meet up at 1pm? :D
9:35 PM | Unknown Number: Of course! Would you like to meet up anywhere? Or at our estate?
9:35 PM | You: thatd be great! you can just message me the address, is there anything else youd like to talk to me about?
9:35 PM | Ayato: Hmm, I don't think so. I'll make sure to inform Ayaka about your meet tomorrow, goodnight.
9:36 PM | You: alright! have a good night too ayato! :)
Thoma shut off his phone. Resting his phone and journal onto the bedstand as he wore some cargo shorts and an old t-shirt. Turning off the lamp-light and resting.
The blond pulled out a pair of appropriate clothing. He had woken up before his alarm, so he could be able to put on his clothes, making sure to prepare a set of different clothes to attend the Kamisato's house, (without them being buttoned low and incorrectly to the point of humiliation.)
He scrolled through his phone as he poured himself milk after putting the cereal into the bowl. Specifically looking for a male pornstar named Suiyuu.
Even if it wasn't the weekend, who knew if he could've posted today! But still, nothing.
Oh well, maybe he was just busy.
2:07 PM, Thoma pulled up to their house, checking the address imprinted on the gate wall. The gate wall was quite fancy, blood red bricks with rusted golden tips, curled in a fashionable manner. The Kamisato Estate was no regular house. They looked very important, especially because of a symbol that was embedded into the gates. As his GPS voice told him this was his destination.
The gates were black, and in the center was that family symbol. The gates were automatic and opened to his car. The icon was attached with the left gate and it moved right after the right gate moved. Thoma drove in, the cemented road was accompanied by large acres of land. He took a while to admire the scenery as he drove slowly but surely to the appearing house in front of him. Two blue figures also grow bigger within range.
Thoma waved to the feminine and shorter blue-haired woman as he parked his car and got out.
"Good afternoon you two! I love your house!"
He greeted the two, walking closer to right in front of him.
"Haha, thank you. I can show you around, if you'd like. Ayaka, please tell the servants that we have a visitor."
Ayato smiled, moving his hand in a hand-shake sort of gesture.
"Servants? If you have servants, then why are you learning?"
Thoma asked, geniunely confused. He grabbed Ayato's hand and shook it, though.
"Well, being reliant on something that can be easily abolished isn't a great thing. I mean, this place would be in terrible condition."
Ayato chuckled in response.
That was interesting of him, he has the materials to keep his house in check. And it appears it'll be like that for a while. Yet he still insists on cleaning. Although, Thoma respected the duo a bit more because of it.
"How about we take a tour? We'll only be on the second floor, so I'll just show you around there."
The taller man gave the shorter a smile. The latter awkwardly nodded as he looked around the exterior of the house. There again was that symbol that was on the gate.
"By the way, what does that symbol mean?"
The blond man pointed to the logo seal. Ayato looked towards where he pointed, looking towards where Thoma pointed.
"That? It's the Kamisato Crest. You don't see them often anymore, my family's generation used to be very known in these parts. Of course their influence has been more reduced than in the past because of the influx of population."
Ayato then began to ramble about his family's history. About how they were one of the first families who came in the area, something about clans, and what became of it.
"Isn't it sad? How a powerful clan became this. Oh, I'm sorry. I just realized I've been ranting! Allow me to bring you around the second floor."
"Ah no, it's.... Alright."
Thoma forgave the other. The latter who already took off inside.
The house was more than extravagant. The house was larger than it looked outside, and the sunlight from the windows reflected off of a crystal chandelier that was in the middle of two curved grand staircases that led to the second floor. The second floor was upheld by pillars. And beyond the pillars was the living room, with a kitchen with an island table and stools. The island table had a stove and a sink. While the counters had a half-empty container of cookies, it also held lots of papers, trinkets, and other.
Thoma's head was spinning. This was the type of house that millionaires had! The blond himself could only dream of living in a house like this! He was past shocked. This house probably cost more than how much he would make in a lifetime!
"You—You live here?!" He uttered. He looked around with a peak of curiosity and shock.
Ayato chuckled, it seemed the only emotion he showed was amusement. In Thoma's eyes, he always looked interested when with him.
"I get that a lot. Hurry on now, I want to have this done before Ayaka gets back."
He looked away, rushing up the stairs. The blond followed his commands, hearing the urgency and commanding tone in his voice.
As the duo reached the second floor. They stopped at the first door, Ayato opened the door and showed him around.
"This is my work office. If you ever need me, I'll probably be here. Just make sure to knock."
Thoma looked around, the room had a dark beige wall color. In the center were to red couches parallel to each other with a coffee table in the middle. There was a red rug right under, fitting the area. The rug seemed to have the Kamisato Crest on the rug also. And directly across from the entrance was Ayato's work desk. The computer facing away from the door. So nobody entering the room could see.
"You've got quite the place! I might aswell start calling you Mr. Kamisato with all this!"
Thoma laughed, pulling on Ayato's leg.
"No need, we're friends, aren't we?"
Thoma never thought of it like that. In retrospect, Thoma only thought of the siblings like his students. But of course, he wouldn't just say no.
"Hm, I guess so. Anyways, shouldn't we get to the other rooms?"
He shrugged, looking away as he walked towards the door.
"Yes, of course."
Ayato replied. Following the other male as they continued.
After 20 minutes of the tour, Ayaka later joined in the tour of the second floor. And during the end, Thoma was stunned about how successful the Kamisato Siblings were.
"And over there is— Well, we just call it Ayaka's Talent Room. We have a piano, some fencing equipment, and even an easel with paint supplies in there. I've got quite a talented sister."
"Haha, thank you, Ayato. But of course, I would've had none of this if it weren't for your abilities to bring back the Kamisato clan from the plummet that it faced."
...What?
"Ayaka." The blue-haired man sighed, "What did I say about bringing up family history to people?"
Ayaka, now realizing what she had just said, covered her mouth in shock. And began to profusely apologize to the blond-haired guest.
"I'm so sorry! Please! Forget all that I said!"
"Erm, no! It's alright, I don't mind, really!"
"Don't worry, Ayaka. I never meant that you needed to apologize, it's just rude to bring up matters like those to people. But I trust that Thoma won't see us any different."
Ayato talked to Ayaka in a softer voice, he probably meant it in a trying-to-seem-normal-but-actually-whispering tone. But he heard it, whisper or not.
Ayaka sighed, her eyes looked up to Thoma with an awkward smile. She bowed an apology to the instructor. Whispering back to Ayato.
"Hopefully."
"Anyways, It's getting pretty late. I know this place is pretty far from the city. How about you get back before it gets late? There aren't many illuminated roads nearby. And of course I want you to return to your home before night."
Ayato smiled. Looking to Thoma.
"Oh right, I forgot. I've got a gift for you."
He added, Thoma peaked with interest as the man walked into his office.
"I'm going to go feed Shoga, have a safe drive, Thoma!"
Ayaka waved, before going down the stairs into another hallway.
With nothing to do, Thoma followed Ayato into his office.
"What's the gift?"
Thoma asked, peering at a drawer. He tried to tug on it, but it was locked. He quickly stopped touching Ayato's stuff when the latter turned around.
Ayato took Thoma's hand and placed a charm in his hand. Thoma could feel Ayato's cool skin touch his. Ayato's hands had two moles on them, one on his middle finger, and one on his wrist.
He wasn't going to lie, it felt nice holding his hand. Even if it were for a second.
"Ah, what's this?"
Thoma asked, looking up to the man infront of him.
"It's an omamori. It's supposed to ward off bad luck, you can put it in your car."
Ayato smiled,
"It's.. A gift. For helping me and my sister."
"Oh, I see. Thank you."
Thoma was flustered, this was a shocker, but it was a nice gift.
As the two walked down the hall and into the stairs, Ayato spoke up again.
"You're a good person Thoma. You're hardworking and kind. I'm glad I met you. Have a nice afternoon."
Thoma was shocked at this, but he smiled and returned the compliment.
"Thank you, really. I'm grateful to have also met you! I hope we could be friends outside of our teachings."
He waved to Ayato, before getting into his car and driving back home. Grinning like an idiot.
Gosh, Thoma hadn't felt like this since... Highschool? It'd been a long time since he felt this sort of emotion, one he couldn't explain.
He had arrived back in the parking lot of his apartment complex. Rushing back to his home to check if Suiyuu had posted.
Thoma quickly went onto the porn website, looking through his own profile to find the following section. He pressed the profile which read @whorewhorewhore0326.
He had posted a new video! But it looked different than the others. Thoma read the title of the video.
10 HOURS OF SUIYUU'S MOANS (NO ADS VERSION ON ONLYFANS)
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you guys have begged for it for so long, so here it is. make sure ur wearing headphones tho unless you want to look like a weirdo.
some of these clips r from streams and videos. on the bottom right is the video/stream names if u want to watch them.
also, if u notice any mistakes please comment what it is and with a timestamp, thx.
this video is dedicated to that one person whose been begging me to do this for 54 days straight in my comments. (seriously, you look desperate)
i love u all xoxo
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And with that, a wave of horniness ran through Thoma's veins.
He rushed to Suiyuu's onlyfans faster than light. And signed up for it quick.
He had never even used onlyfans. So it took him a while to register. He did everything he needed, he even payed. Now to find that video.
Thoma spotted a link labled 10 HOURS OF SUIYUU'S MOANS (NO ADS VERSION) and pressed it. He hurriedly put on some headphones.
In that moment, the blond-haired man felt... Unexplainable. But in a good way. Thoma got to doing some chores around his apartment.
The blond-haired man started to do pack some laundry for tomorrow morning. He also washed the piling dishes in his sink. And got himself ready to sleep. Still listening to the playlist. Thoma got his towel, removing his clothing and taking a warm shower. Thoma knew he wouldn't be able to wear the headphones in the shower, so he just let the audio play out of his speaker in his phone as he showered.
Suiyuu's voice whined and moaned. And Thoma was only so resistant to his voice. Before he gave in and started to grab his dick. Thrusting in and out of his hands as water droplets from the showerhead hit his body.
"Agh! Fuck~ Nghh!"
Thoma yelped out, precum shot out of his tip. He bit his hand on his other arm to gag his own whines. He closed his eyes and imagined Suiyuu with him. Although, it was impossible to try to imagine his face.
A smile grew on Thoma's face. The latter panted, cum shot out of his dick and fell onto the floor or hit the wall. He laid his back to the shower tiles and slid down. Huffing for oxygen.
The playlist of Suiyuu's moans continued on. And so did Thoma, on the floor. He continued to fap to the noise of Yuu. And he could already feel another burst of his sperm coming.
Alas, Thoma was drained out of jerking off to Suiyuu's voice. Thoma had gotten out of the shower. And paused the video. He would have to stop being possessed by his horny demon and regain his common sense. Changing his clothes into sleeping attire, brushing his teeth, charging his phone, working on his journal, and then dozing off to sleep.
Saturday 7th, of June. The time was 10:46 AM. Thoma woke up and groaned, checking his phone for the date.
He laid in his bed to the side, scrolling on his phone. To which he checked the forum section of Suiyuu's account profile. To which he did actually post a message an hour ago.
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@whorewhorewhore0326
my bad guys, something just came up, won't be able to stream until [2:30 PM] (fixed to your timezone) but, i'll be trying a different sort of streaming than usual. what is it, you ask? i wouldn't want to spoil it, but u can always check my patreon if ur so curious (shameless plug in, i know.)
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Thoma chuckled to himself, at least Yuu was honest about it. What a personality this guy had.
The blond got up, getting ready for another day. After that, he prepared himself some scrambled eggs and sausage with a glass of orange. After he finished, he grabbed his keys and got out of his apartment.
Besides, Thoma had time to crunch. He set a timer for 2PM, as he decided to get some groceries. And if he had the time, help out with the neighbors or elders.
The time was 2:15 PM. Thoma was driving back home with bags full in the passenger seat. He grabbed all of the bags in his left hand, with his lanyard in his right. Thoma unlocked his door, placing all the bags on his counter and checking his phone. He used the time to organize his apartment, putting the groceries where they belonged and cleaned some of his living room.
When he finished. He checked his phone and yep. There it is. He was livestreaming.
Thoma clicked on the livestream.
SUIYUU PLAYS GENERIC HORROR GAMES REQUESTED BY YOU GUYS | LOSE = ELECTRIC SHOCK
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yes, gamer yuu. is this what you guys wanted, are you happy now??? anyways my mods have made a list of horror games and we'll be playing them by votes, or if someone donates $10 or more for a game. i also have one of those jumpscare noise charts that will be on stream.
how this game works is that theres a machine that cruxfleet(crux_captain#0009) coded for me, so when im playing one of the games and i lose, the machine would shock me, (not a deadly amount, relax)
thanks to all my patreon subs:
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Thoma had no use to read all the patreon subscribers, he tuned into the stream. To which Suiyuu was waving to the camera. His face wasn't in view. But in view was his bare chest, and a lowered pair of pants, showing off his penis. Which had a small machine wrapped around his dick.
Suiyuu welcomed the people flooding into his stream, but his voice was autotuned slightly to sound different, to keep his anonymity. His body expressions were giving a sort of excited but also nervous. Thoma also noticed that the walls of the room was a dark beige. It reminded him of Ayato's working room.
The poll started, it was between a game called Five Nights at Funeral Parlor, or Resident Bad Village. Thoma hadn't heard of either of these games. But he just picked Five Nights at Funeral Parlor, because it seemed cooler.
The poll results came in, and Five Nights at Funeral Parlor won by 63% votes. With Resident Bad Village having 37% votes.
So, Yuu opened up the winning game. The game, by Thoma's analysis. Seemed to be about you working at a Funeral Parlor, but you get hunted by ghosts and have to survive for five nights.
It had been a hefty 30 minutes. Suiyuu had came about 5 times. Yuu's cock was dripping in his own semen. His pants had been fully removed. And they were now on the secret 6th night of the game. The chat was going crazy, trying to make him lose.
URL0CALFRENCHT04STLOVER: WHEN'S HE GONNA CUM AGAIN PLS I WANT HIS DICK SO BAD :SUIYUU_EXCITED:
ROASTED_PINEAPPLES: does suiyuu know about the secret padcode behind the storage room when you get free roam after the shift??
PANDASFOREVER3942: [MESSAGE HAS BEEN DELETED BY MODERATION, PLEASE ABIDE BY CHAT STREAM RULES]
M3T4L1CCALISTENER: YUU READ CHAT PLEASEEEE
OLLIESPOOKIE: guys do you see suiyuu has a tattoo on the side of his back?? it looks so cool i might get one like theirs
Suiyuu did have a tattoo? Thoma looked to the side and yep. He did have one. It was a symbol of a distinctively familiar. Where did he remember it from? Thoma looked again to the message, it was replaced by a "message deleted" and a mod comment right under it.
OLLIESPOOKIE: [MESSAGE HAS BEEN DELETED BY MODERATION, PLEASE ABIDE BY CHAT STREAM RULES]
[MOD]THAT_ONE_SHINNIE: @OLLIESPOOKIE, refrain from sharing information that may reveal anything about Suiyuu's personal life, please.
OLLIESPOOKIE: my bad mod :SUIYUU_KISS: can u give me a kiss so i wont be a bad boy again
[MOD]THAT_ONE_SHINNIE: Woah there, take me out to dinner first.
HOTMILFSOILEDUP: get a room bro some of us are single
AESOPHIC: ong bro :SUIYUU_NOD:
What a weird chat Suiyuu had. People who chat on stream chats are one of the weird types of people. But he really did recognize the tattoo.
Whatever, he had already gotten so distracted he didnt notice Suiyuu getting jumpscared.
"GAH! Ugh, fuck!~ God. Shit, and at 5AM too! Damnit~"
Suiyuu complained, while moaning. His legs flinched in pain. A bit of his precum came out of his cock. While they were back on the menu, a text-to-speech-donation was sent.
@SHAELYEN donated $40.00 "god damn ur dick has so much cum on it, can i lick it off of u daddy?"
Yuu laughed at the donation. Taking a handful of his semen and taking it away.
"No, no more cum privledges, get a life."
Suiyuu joked, wiping the cum on his left thigh.
"Jesus, chat."
Suiyuu chuckled. His chat was too presumed with thirsting over who got control of what part of his body, to much to notice the voice change right in the middle of the word chat.
I know I've heard that voice before.
Thoma knew this person. He just had to, unless he was recognizing a random person and Thoma was just having a false memory.
As Suiyuu went on with the stream. Thoma tried to figure out who this streamer was. Was it another one of the volunteers at the club?
No, there's no way it would be any of them. Half of them were definitely sex-repulsed, while the others were either nothing looking like Suiyuu, or barely even know how to use bluetooth.
Thoma was in no way sure who the streamer was. Out of frustration, he shut off his phone and sighed. Flopping on his couch and going to sleep for 6 months.
Correction, 6 hours. But It felt like 6 months.
Thoma's mouth was dry, half of his body was falling off, and his hair was a mess. He grabbed his phone, (that had fallen off and was now on the floor.) and checked the time.
6:45 PM. Thoma groaned and got up, scrolling through his contact messages to see if he could refresh his memory of the people he knew.
Number one spot. Ayato. Well that was obvious, he was the latest person Thoma messaged. He remembered the symbol that Suiyuu had on his tattoo. It was the Kamisato crest. Thoma clicked on the contact number. Pressing the small telephone icon. And Thoma's phone screen was redirected to the call board.
After a while, Ayato had picked up.
"Hello. Thoma? Do you need anything?"
Ayato's voice scared Thoma. But that voice was recognizable.
"Oh."
"...Oh?"
"Ayato. Do you. Um."
Thoma started.
"I don't understand, what are you asking me?"
"Okay, do you promise not to get mad at me?"
He sighed, "Yes."
"Okay, okay. So I was on this porn website, really not the point, but I had found this account by this dude named Suiyuu. And his voice sounds really, and I mean REALLY, like yours."
There was silence.
"You watch porn of men...?"
Thoma's face was flustered.
"Look, I- Yes? I do, but I also know it's you because I saw blue hair, and a tattoo of your family crest. Look Ayato. It's not like I don't want you to- NO! I mean! You can do whatever you want, but I just want to make sure because.. Uh. People can identify you so I think you should be more careful?"
Dead silence, Thoma felt awkward, should he have just kept it a secret about Suiyuu? Or even admitting he watches porn? Porn of men.
Was Ayato homophobic? Shit! He should've thought about that too. Thoma had started to regret all he said half a minute ago. Fuck, fuck. Fuck!
Ayato chuckled, then laughed. His laugh felt geniune. Geniune, that was a word did not describe Ayato.
But, it was nice. To see the real Ayato. One who didn't seem constantly lying.
"Ah, and I thought I was so slick with it. Damn."
Ayato sighed, Thoma could hear him smiling. He just knew that Ayato was smiling.
"I guess you know my deepest secret, I'm a pornstar. But how you found out intrests me even more, like, why were you even looking at male pornstars videos, or in the male pornstars user list."
"But I since you know about my hobby. I can tell you this."
Huh? Thoma had zoned and heard nothing of what Ayato said before, but he was back to his senses.
"I'm in love with you, Thoma. I have been, ever since highschool. I never would've thought I would see you again after graduation, but I'm glad I did."
"I-I'm sorry. What?! You've had a crush on me since when?"
"Since highschool, Thoma. I've been in love with you when we were stupid teenagers."
"What?! I thought that you thought that I had a crush on Ayaka and you thought I wasn't good enough!"
"I did think you had a crush on Ayaka. I was jealous, Thoma."
"...Oh."
Ayato laughed,
"I'm guessing you don't like me back?"
"No! No I- I don't know."
Thoma exclaimed, recounting when they had met once again at the Town Hall. He remembered how angelic Ayato looked. From his hair to his feet. Kamisato was stunning.
The blond boy sighed.
"Look, I... Ayato."
"Is that a yes?"
"Ayato, you're one of the most beautiful people I have ever been blessed to meet. Even though I know you don't intend to be, you're one of the most considerate and kind person. Yes. I want to date you, and the truth is. I think I've always been in love with you. I've masturbated so much to your voice and your body."
Thoma sputtered out all the words. His brain couldn't think straight.
"Well.. That was too honest. Send me your address."
"What?"
"I'm coming over. Give me your address. I'll bring some lube for you, my love."
And he hung up.
Thoma texted Ayato his address. Face red of blush, he exhaled sharply. Walking to his kitchen and grabbing a bottle of wine from his cabinets.
He felt unreal, like there was no way that happened. He needed to wash away this, odd feeling.
The blond took off his clothes got into the bathroom.
Thoma took a good warm bath.
Thoma's door was rung. He grabbed his phone and checked his ring app, it was Ayato. Thoma got up and put on a towel.
He walked to the door, opening it.
"Ayato, you're here."
The blond smiled, awaiting for Ayato to step in.
"Nothing but a towel? How lewd. I didn't know you were that kind of person, Thoma."
"I was taking a bath, pervert."
Thoma joked. Ayato walked in the apartment, closing the door and locking it.
He moved Thoma to the couch. Selfishly ripping off the towel that hid Thoma's dick.
Ayato spread open Thoma's legs. Lubricating his fingers before going in.
"Uh!? On the couch?!"
Thoma asked, breathing heavily.
"Just relax, okay?"
"Agh! Fuck..! Damnit Ayato, do you really have to be so rough-?"
Thoma grabbed onto Ayato's shoulders. Biting his lips, he knew he shouldn't have been screaming. He knew he wouldn't hear the end of it if he did.
"You'll have to beg for it."
He softly whispered to Thoma. Going deeper and deeper into the begging little mess.
And Thoma felt like a mess.
"Fucking hell, Ayato! Can't you be any softer?!"
Thoma whined, throwing his head back and holding his moans.
"Come on now, don't be shy."
He scoffed. Rolling his eyes. Pulling his hands back and unbuckling his pants
"We've just began."