Ask Johnny to help you spread your cheeks

"I'll need your help" you say to Johnny.

This isn't entirely true, you could easily do this yourself but you want Johnny. You want Johnny to touch you, to see you. Anyways, if you're gonna be a whore for a story you might as well start with him.

Johnny pauses and then smiles, grinning ear to ear. "Sure the thing, Ollie." He takes his big pale hands and stands you up right and turns you around. Johnny, still smiling moves behind you, he snakes is arm around and begins to stroke you. You arch your back slightly, loving the feeling of Johnny's hand on your meat. You let out a small, involuntary moan He whispers in your ear "Careful, Ollie. You don't wanna make me think you want it too bad."

Johnny continues stroking you from behind, breathing into your ear, driving you crazy. He lets go of your cock and begins to take a few close ups of your cock, he moves around, getting it from all angles. When he's done he spins you around without asking and bends you over his desk. "Spread 'em" he says with a cop like authority. Aroused, you spread your cheeks, giving Johnny a view of your pink hole.

Johnny takes a few pictures of you and then backs away, scrolling threw the images he took. You stay in your position, cheeks spread, turning your head back to look at Johnny.Johnny is on his phone, flipping a few of the pictures he has taken. Without looking at you he says, nonchalantly, "You know, they don't require more pics but they strongly encourage explicit pictures."

You pause a second, not sure how you could get more explicit when you see Johnny grab his bulge a bit. Either consciously or unconsciously Johnny had just made it clear what he meant.