Page 10 of Swim Crush

Straight to the point. A little desperate, but I wasn’t looking to hook up. I just wanted to jack off.

Poor guy.

CircusTent: You getting that hole ready for me?

I got another blip, so I clicked over. It was habit. SmoothTwink19 wasn’t going anywhere, and my dick wasn’t getting soft any time soon either.

PillowByter: Hi Mike, good to know you’re a “big top”. ;)

Okay. How the fuck does this person know it’s me?

PillowByter: I know how you like puns, and I recognize your chest.

PillowByter: You have freckles in the shape of Orion on your left pec.

PillowByter: And I like Greek myths.

PillowByter: I’m your secret admirer btw.

Ohhh.

Interesting…and ballsy.

CircusTent: I’d almost be terrified if I wasn’t already turned on.

There was a pause, and I wondered for a second if I said something wrong.

PillowByter: You can’t say things like that, Mike.

CircusTent: What did you expect? This is Grindr, babe.

PillowByter: *melts*

CircusTent: How do I know this isn’t Logan or Danny giving me shit?

PillowByter: I guess you’ll just have to figure that out on your own.

A part of me – the still horny and hard part – took over.

CircusTent: I’m assuming a big top does it for you, especially if you’re biting the pillow.

CircusTent: Is arched and on all fours your natural position?

PillowByter: For someone like you, I’d do whatever you wanted.

Fuck.

PillowByter: Was that what you wanted to hear?

Now, I wasn’t sure if he was just saying that or if that’s what he actually wanted.

CircusTent: Are you trying to confuse me?

PillowByter: You’re a smart guy. Figure it out.

And then the most perfect photo I’d ever seen came through.

His ass was like a porcelain sculpture, better than anything I’d seen in porn. If it ended up being real and I was ever in its presence, I’d make it feel so good. I could feel the precum starting to ooze onto my stomach.