Adam's Troubles - "The Photo"

“Maybe I should smile?” Adam muttered to himself, posing to take a pic of the JockHole thong he thought about buying. 

The pic of him in the thong was going to this guy he met on a dating app named Paul Rapson, or just Paul, as he preferred to be called. Adam was skeptical at first, due to their age difference of 7 years but they had a ton in common--like watching endless seasons of Hunk House, a true trash reality TV show. They did argue on who was the hottest man bitch: Ricardo from Season 4 or Donny from Season 6. 

Adam was nervous, having never been on a dating app before but decided to do it at the urgent behest of his goofy, sex-obsessed college roommate OC. When Paul started to send shirtless pics of himself, showing off his muscular physique covered in a sheet of curly black hairs that seemed to cover his legs too, Adam couldn't help but be reminded of OC's own fit body. His roommate never cared about walking in the nude, his donkey dick bouncing off his hairy thighs. But Adam forgot about that once Paul started to send pictures of the fucking log he regularly stuffed into tight faded blue jeans. What also helped with Adam's natural suspicions were Paul's muscle butt, two globes of hard earned meat that peaked out of the top of his pants. 

Maybe the weight of his dick was pulling his pants down? Adam routinely pondered. 

Eventually Adam found an angle that he liked and snapped a pic, then twisted around pushing his butt out so that Paul could fully admire the buns he had worked on for many years. He recorded a short video, reaching around behind himself and pulled the back strap out of his deep ass crack, letting it snap against his skin. 

He couldn’t help but let out a small whimper like a dirty little slut at the sharp pain. He sent the photos and the video with the caption: "Hope you like and maybe when we meet face-to-face, you can help me out of them too!" Adding a winky face emoji at the end. 

He didn’t have to wait long for Paul’s reply, which surprised and excited Adam. 

A brief caption that read: “Can’t wait!”, and an up close picture of Paul’s exposed erect dick with a bead of precum already formed at the circumcised tip. Adam’s mouth started to water, while his hole puckered all needy. 

Adam subconsciously snapped the thong strap against his hole, doing it two times in quick succession, while his other hand already went to work jerking himself off. But abruptly stopped when Paul sent another message. 

"Don't even think about stroking that cocklet of yours! I want you backed up and needy for this cock boy!" 

Adam whimpered, instantly removing his hand from his dick which throbbed in need of a hand or mouth to jerk and suck it. He was taken aback by Paul's sudden domineering demeanor that he had taken up with him, but didn't protest against it finding all of it very attractive. 

His phone vibrated again with another message from Paul. 

"Gonna make my little bitch boy cum hands free lol!" Adding a purple smiling demon emoji to the end. 

"Now go ahead and buy that thong and any others you decided to get bitch, also pick up a couple more items for your daddy..." 

Adam was buzzing with energy, having gotten a set date for when he and Paul would finally meet face-to-face. He bounced on his feet while the fit twink at the register rang up all of the stuff that he had bought at Paul's command: buttplugs in all shapes and sizes (some vibrated too!), a massive black dildo, a couple of multi-colored anal beads, nipple clamps, and a weird metallic cage that Adam didn't really understand. But it seemed like the cashier understood because they grinned the entire time and winked at Adam as he left. 

Still, he was ecstatic and rushed home to unbox and try out everything, except for the metal device per Paul's request. OC didn't even acknowledge his presence when he barged into their shared apartment, just shaking his head as Adam ran into his bedroom, locking the door behind himself. 

While Adam was busy with his new toys, OC opened the same dating app that Adam used and sent him a message as Paul, typing out: "After you try out those toys boy, I want you to start teasing that roommate you've been telling me about--maybe wear those slutty short shorts and a jockstrap so he can see the strap trying to hold up those phat cheeks!" 

OC pocketed his phone before Adam could reply, chuckling to himself when Adam left his bedroom in the outfit that he ordered him to wear--the grin on his face growing wider when Adam wasn't wearing anything else besides the shorts and the jock. 

Can't wait for Friday! OC thought.