The photos

Dean looked at his phone, he received two photos from Brooke at the same time. One of the photos sent was the same background as the other photos, it just progressed to Brooke being fully exposed for the camera.

It wasn’t that Dean wasn’t grateful for the pictures, but the other photo brought up some more questions. It’s like the photo was sent accidentally, it didn’t fit the theme of the other photos and was sent with another photo that did fit and Brooke had only been sending him photos one at a time up until now.

Dean stares at the odd photo, studying it. It was cropped weird and it appears Brooke is on her knees in front of a couch, she was still wearing the blonde wig, looking up towards the camera and her arms suspiciously out of frame. The room looked to be entirely different then the previous photos, was this photo a part of the shoot?

Dean stopped jerking off, he was more interested in the question that arose from this picture being sent to him. Dean waited for another picture to answer his many questions.

Dean continued to wait on the toilet for Brooke to send another picture. His boner now gone and his legs starting to get numb. But he kept staring at his phone waiting for the notification to pop up. He even tries to text Brooke to coax her into sending another photo.

It looks like Dean ran out of luck. Defeated, Dean leaves the bathroom, he grew tired of waiting and wasn’t horny anymore even though he didn’t get to cum.

After leaving the bathroom, Dean lays down on his bed, he is a little stressed out with everything that’s been going on.

Dean’s phone buzzes, he looks at it, it’s a text from Brooke! Dean quickly sits up and opens his phone, excited for another photo. He is met with disappointment because this text did not contain a photo but an actual text from Brooke.

Brooke: I’m staying the night at Alexa’s, I’ll see you tomorrow.

Dean read the text a couple times, she failed to explain anything about the photos she sent him or even acknowledge them. Brooke texted him completely ignoring his questions he asked her. It was like talking to a wall. Dean didn’t bother to answer her, he just threw his phone on the bed with frustration.

Dean was a little mad about the situation and walked out of his room and down the hallway. Before he could go down the stairs he heard a ding sound coming from Richard’s room. It made him think back that he got a text the same time as Richard earlier.

Dean headed back to his room, maybe he would have a text from Brooke with another picture... he rushed back to his bed and picked up his phone. There was a text from Brooke!

It was only a picture.

Dean happily jerked off to his girlfriends pictures before falling asleep for the night.