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“Tanner, stop!”
“But look at them!” Tanner pointed to the money boxers he wore over his grey jeans that had Matthias’s face on them. “They totally fit me! I dig these! I’m rocking them!”
“Yeah….that’s a nope.” Matthias shifted uncomfortably in his chair.
Tanner took the boxers off before sitting back down on the couch next to Michael. He looked at the boxers in his hand. I wonder. He brought the underwear close to his face to inhale the scent, joining in on the laugh brought upon by the others. If only these really smelled like Matthias.
During one of the breaks, the blonde excused himself to the bathroom to put the underwear on. It felt naughty to look at himself wearing something that had his boss’s face on it but it wasn’t as naughty as his thoughts for him. If only this was really one of Matthias’s pair of underwear. The thought started to make the taller man blush. He didn’t have time to get hot and bothered at work when they were in the middle of a video. It was bad enough to try to hide his crush but it would be a lot worse to try to hide a pitched tent. Tanner wasted no more time as he put his clothes back on and made it back to the set.
As he looked at the next product, Tanner had to try his best not to get even more happy than he already was. “So, is Matt’s face on these socks too? Because then he would match my undies.”
“Can’t say, man.” Michael stared at the screen, trying to be as secretive as he always was.
“Wait, what do you mean that I’ll match your undies?” Matthias jerked his head toward the taller man in confusion.
Tanner smirked and pulled his jeans down a bit to expose the fact that he had changed into the money boxers. “I mean, it’s your fault that you guys always buy the clothes in my size. Of course I’m going to wear them.”
“Oh gosh” Matthias covered his face with his hands and looked away in embarrassment.
“If Michael’s face were on the socks, then I would have the complete set of the dope or nope team to put on my body.” Wow. That sounded wrong.
“But it would be better if your face was on them, Tanner. Because then, I should wear them. I mean, I’m always stepping all over you.”
“Hey, I put you on the most important part of my body,” he pointed to his crotch, “and you are putting me on your feet. That’s not right.”
“I’m your boss. I’m just putting you in your place, which is beneath me.”
I wish that was my place. Tanner had to force a laugh to hide his growing erection for his boss. It was a funny thing to say in context. Curse the blonde’s brain for taking things out of context. This was going to be a fun memory to relive in the safe comfort of his bedroom of his apartment.