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Friday, March 5, 2021

[SS-889] Recording Duo


[RECORDING DUO]

Yujon was doing his final stretches after his one hour run. He needed that. He had been stuck at the home studio for the last week. He then went back to the house and washed his body. Then he entered the bedroom cum music studio.

There he found his boyfriend Kremil, shirtless. He was surrounded by his musical gadgets.


"Hey babe, I'm sorry if I had to take an hour break for exercise," Yujon declared, "I was just too stressed out for this project."

Kremil nodded, "hey. I told you. It's fine. I'm dying to work out too. But you know that this project is our priority."

"Is it still gonna take long?" Yujon asked.

"I'm rendering the final song now. This should take thirty minutes..." Kremil asked.

Yujon caressed and kissed his boyfriend, "maybe I should let you fuck me. A thirty minute quickie could be a good workout for you."

Kremil smirked, "that's a great idea!"

Yujon laid on the bed, got naked and spread his buns.

Kremil got naked as well and started angrily fucking his ass. His thrusts were very deep. He really was working out. He was panting and moaning so loud.

After they came, the rendering was already done. Kremil fixed the file and sent them to the music company.

A week later, they were called by one of the executives. To their surprise, it was a handsome, muscular man, wearing only boxer briefs in the office.


"Forgive me for what I am wearing. I was in the middle of my yoga when you came," the executive said, "so, I got your record and they're really impressive. I might buy them but I need for you to explain something first."

Then the executive pressed a button on a remote and the last song played. Over the track, two male moans can be heard.

Kremil covered his mouth with his hands, "I'm sorry! I thought my mic was off when I was rendering."

"Are these your moans? I can hear ass slapping... are you fucking?" the executive asked with a grin.

Yujon bowed, "we are very sorry. We didn't mean to send you an x-rated file. We shall correct it immediately." He was scared. This was their only opportunity as musicians to get a gig as big as this. He did not want to blow it.

"No, I actually find it good. I challenge you to make good dance music using your moans. I think they're catchy. It'll sell to the gay crowd for sure," the executive suggested, "but I've got a condition."

"What is that?" Kremil asked.

The executive smirked, "well. I got horny hearing these crazy moans. I wanna be fucked by whoever was fucking in that recording."

Kremil looked at Yujon, "are you okay with that?"

"It's okay if you're okay to fuck him," Yujon threw the question back, adjusting his bulge.

"Well, this is for our dream..."

"Yeah. And he's hot. I wanna see you fuck him."

The executive skinned down his boxers and bent over, "make music with my ass."

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