26: The Perfect Cover

The private lingerie modelling kept going on and on. Every time he thought he had finished wearing them all, Derrick and the attendant discussed earnestly and brought even more pairs for him to try.

Mark could only blush in shame and embarrassment as customers started to walk in one by one.

"Look at that cute couple over there. She's got nice skin."

"Her boyfriend seems so attentive. My partner doesn't even come with me to buy dresses now, forget underwear."

Mark's senses perked up as he started to hear whispers. He was just glad that the distance between them made it difficult for them to spot the small bulge he had.

As Mark was about to protest, the attendant came with him inside the trial room, closing the curtain behind her.

"Your boyfriend and I think maybe you can try this on." The attendant handed over a plastic cover.

"Tuck kit?"

"Yes. It will help hide your little problem down there." She gave a quick explanation before swiftly sliding down his panties.

"Your bush and cage look so cute together." The attendant teased, jiggling his caged dick in her palm. "Give me the key."

"Umm... I don't have the key with me." Mark replied, uneasy.

"Of course you don't. This might hurt a little then." The attendant opened up the cover, taking a tape out. Positioning his balls and dick between his thighs, she applied the tape tightly across from his crotch to his rear, sealing everything in place before Mark could protest. "See, all smooth now. Do you want to try some bikinis now?"

"...No. Can you remove it instead? It's squishing everything." Mark said touching his smooth crotch.

"The adhesive lasts 12 hrs. You should be able to easily remove it by tomorrow." The attendant smiled, pulling his panties back up. "By the way, it will hurt more if you try to peel it forcefully."

"But -"

"Your boyfriend's waiting. Let's go." She opened the curtain and pushed Mark out.

Mark swayed, as he tried to find balance. The tucking made his already constricted member further trapped between his thighs. He wanted to open his legs wide and remove it.

"She wasn't kidding, there's not a single trace of it left." Derrick got up amazed, checking him from all sides. "Hmm... You should be able to wear 'it' now for Halloween."

"What?"

"As I said earlier, you will have to do something in exchange for making me buy all this for you. And that something is going to be your Halloween costume."

"... I never agreed to that," Mark mumbled.

"What?"

"Nothing." Mark turned around to change into the next pair.

Of the nearly 50 pairs he modelled for, Derrick selected only 15 pairs - all high-waisted and with very cute and feminine prints.

Changing back into dress and a new set of underwear, Mark urged Derrick to the checkout. There was no way he was going to let his entire morning be wasted.

At the checkout, the attendant handed over an additional bag to Derrick as they finished the payment.

"It's for later," Derrick answered, as Mark continued to stare at the extra bag.

"Fine... Since we are here anyway, can we buy some clothes as well?"

"Then you'll have to do one more thing in addition to what you already have to do."

*SIGH* "Leave it." Mark didn't want to be bound to Derrick more than he already was.

Even though he barely had any money to last the week, there was no way his pride allowed him to tell Derrick the current state of his finances.

He wasn't even aware how much any of the groceries cost until Sarah brought him the bill today morning, cutting down his already low balance.

While Mark managed to fork some money from Derrick through this, he didn't think it was worth the shame. Mark still had no intention of working part-time as Sarah suggested. 'I am not a peasant.' Mark grumbled.

He made up his mind. The only option left was to somehow make his mother reconsider cutting his allowance.

As the shopping was over, they went back to the apartment after having a light lunch. Since Derrick had classes in the afternoon, Mark was soon to be alone in his apartment.

With his game consoles thrown out by Sarah, there was nothing he could do except sit around or go out again. Even his sports & car magazines were replaced with women's fashion and other erotica aimed at pleasing men. And anytime he started reading one of those, he would just end up with a painful erection, unable to jerk off.

With nothing left to do, Mark intruded into Derrick's apartment before he left.

Mark already knew Derrick was into gaming as well. There was no question about it. With dual wide-screen monitors, large stereo speakers and RGB everything, the entire setup screamed geek. There was even a full-size camera mounted on top of one of the monitors and a professional stream deck.

While he was more of a casual console gamer, this was any time better than all his other options.

Without a word, Mark sat on the computer chair, pressing buttons randomly in hopes of powering it all on.

"Wait, I never said I'd let you use it for free." Derrick interrupted, turning the chair around.

"Fine..." Unbuckling his belt, Mark pulled down Derrick's pants and boxers in one fell swoop. "...Will this make up for it?" He asked, holding the cock near his lips.

Mark was confident Derrick wouldn't say otherwise if he did this. Since morning, when he had blown Derrick in the car, Mark had been thinking of different ways to suck his dick without making him suspicious.

There was no way Mark was ever going to ask Derrick or any other guy directly. He just had to make Derrick think he was blowing him in return for the PC. 'This will be the perfect cover.' Mark thought.

Climbing down from the chair, Mark squatted on the floor, positioning himself ready.

Before Derrick replied, he started to gobble it in his mouth.

It was already the third time he was taking a dick in his mouth. Whether it was now or the previous times, it bothered him when Derrick took too long to cum. He didn't want to take the dick in his mouth any longer than he had to.

One of the things the erotica mentioned was the importance of eye contact and use of facial expressions, Mark recalled. Taking the dick out of his mouth, Mark looked straight into Derrick's eyes as he slowly kissed the glans. He continued to lick the shaft like a puppy with his tongue out before kissing it lewdly and swallowing it again. As his last measure, Mark tried to cross his eyes trying to mimic an ahegao expression. He couldn't help but blush in embarrassment as he did.

'It's working!' He could already taste the precum oozing out.

Mark made a mental note to check on more blow job techniques from the erotica. Rather than painfully trying to deep-throat it, he felt it was better to improve his techniques.

His jaw already started hurting by the time Derrick showed signs of erupting.

To his surprise, Derrick pulled out, cumming on his forehead and cheek instead.

"Why did you pull out?" Mark whined as cum continued to slowly trickle down his face. Using his fingers he carefully scooped up the thick semen from his face and licked it clean. "Mmm... It tastes great..." Mark unknowingly said out loud.

"..."

"Did it fall anywhere else?" Mark asked concerned.

"... I... I think I am late for class." Derrick was too stunned to give a proper reply.

Nodding, Mark quickly got up looking for a mirror. There was no way he could waste any of it after all the hard work.

Putting his pants back on, Derrick just quietly watched as Mark went to the bathroom.

'Wait, was the live stream on?' Derrick noticed the red dot light glowing from the camera.

Turning the monitors on, he quickly checked.

There were already 9 viewers.

Ben10,000 donated 25$!

" Darth-Vader, your stream is on!! Also, your girlfriend is HOT! "

Upon a closer look, he found that the speaker connection for his stream had somehow gotten disconnected, which was why there was no donation announcement.

He had already set the content rating as NSFW after the last eroge he had played on stream. So, there was no issue even if the blowjob was captured. And since his follower count was still small, Derrick quickly dismissed it as it was very unlikely anyone would've taken a screenshot or recording of it.

Just as he was about to respond to the chat, Derrick stopped in place. 'Maybe it's not bad to have my followers keep an eye on her. I could also monitor her from my second account.'

Derrick quickly turned off the screen he used for monitoring chat and stream, keeping only the main screen on.

"Mia, I am leaving!" Derrick left, acting as if he hadn't realised that the stream was on.

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A/N:

The Halloween poll is now closed!!

Winner: Bunny Girl Senpai ( Rascal does not dream )

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