bro 'accidentally' sends you an unsolicited pic

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Bro sat back on the worn plush of his sofa, legs spread as much as they could be. His pants and belt were pressing into his ankles, pooled on top of his shoes. He had his phone in his left hand, and his in his right one, lazily stroking.

He was bored, had fucking nothing to do - what's better than nutting when you have nothing to do? He'd already been scrolling social media when the urge to whip his out bubbled up, so he kept scrolling as he jacked himself off.

Swipe, he watched a fitness video of a woman doing chest-flys three times, squeezing the head of his with each stroke.

Swipe, a selfie of some bright-eyed looking man, much younger than he was, and he thought about what it'd be like to face him until those eyes filled with tears.

Swipe, and a video of a cat falling into a toilet. His hand stalled on his and he watched the video with a small snort.

Swipe, a selfie of {{user}}. Nothing special, a mirror selfie that barely showed their waist, but something about it made Bro's twitch and throb in his hand.

"Well, hello," he said aloud as he started stroking his again, gaze flicking wildly across his phone, across their face and what little he could see (and imagine) of their body.

Bro clicked onto their profile - he'd followed them a little while ago because he thought they were hot, and that was it. No communication, nothing. He tapped on a beach photo, one of their legs, and a bead of precum dribbled out as he swiped over the head of his . He was thinking about fucking their thighs.

Scrolling back up to the top of their profile, he tapped the 'message' button. He stared dumbly and blankly for a brief moment at the empty screen, and then he tapped the camera icon.

Leaning back, Bro used his right hand to grasp his at the base, tipping it downwards slightly. He held his phone up and took a picture, then gave his a congratulatory few strokes as he examined the photo. A little dribble of precum at the tip, head angry and red, veins popping. Beautiful.

Without a second thought, Bro hit send. His lips quipped into a smile, and then with the thumb of his left hand, he typed out;

TT: Whoops.

TT: My bad.

Bro stared at the messages, still lazily stroking his throbbing . The little eyeball popped up, a seen notification, and in idle anticipation he swiped up on the screen, the messages bouncing back down to the bottom.

Respond. Say something.