Testing the Waters

Heading upstairs to my room, I sighed and lay my head on my pillow, staring up at the ceiling. This was all surreal. It felt as if, any moment I was going to wake up and realise this had all been in my head, some deep fantasy my deluded mind created. But I had the photo, that photo I'd been staring at since I arrived... and soon, I'd have him. I didn't bother to get changed, just putting on some colonge and dumping off my jacket and backpack in the hallway. Dan knew what floor I lived on and in what room, so now all I had to do was wait.

This couldn't be true, I knew it couldn't. There is no way in hell that he was really under my spell, or rather, the spell of this app. How the hell did I have this app - who was that teen able to give it to me? The whole thing was a blur. At that moment, there was a knock and my heart went aflame with excitement. I walked over to the door. There he was. The same clothes I'd last saw him in, carrying some of his belongings under his arms and in his sling bag. I invited him in, prompting him to drop his items by the guest room of the apartment - it was less of a guest room and more of an office with a couch in it, honestly.

Pulling my phone slyfy from my pocket, I opened up the app again to add some more orders, unable to believe it was real. "Wear less when in my apartment" I typed in, and quickly followed it up with "Become increasingly aroused by me" to see how both would work. Dan froze for a second or two before continuing normally, like nothing had happened.

Taking off his shirt and hanging it on the coathanger, he was now left in just some nice, black jeans and a tight white vest that I bit my lip at. I considered giving him a tour, but it wasn't that complex an apartment, instead we just headed right into the "shared living space" even though I was the only one staying here.
'Just sit yourself down.' I smiled, gesturing to the couch before the TV as I headed into the kitchen, opening up the fridge to see what I had. The fridge hadn't been stocked in a little while, so it was just some energy bars, ciders and a bunch of coke cans. 'Coke or Cider?' I asked, rummaging about.
'Cider.' He responded. Snapping two of them from the 6pack, I returned to the couch and sat opposite him, a blush of a smile on my face which I smirked off.

Turning on the TV, I stared at him. His body, his eyes... he looked normal, but it was clear that in some way - he was mine now. I didn't want to get too... risque or **** with Dan. After all, he was straight... for now. But now I had a dilemma... Did I want to go **** with him... or perhaps more subservient?