For once, the cam2cam was NOT a jump scare.
Had an exclusive private the other day with cam2cam, so naturally I prepared myself to be visually assaulted by a man who looks like he lives beneath a bridge and collects tolls.
Imagine my disappointment when the camera turns on and it’s an objectively gorgeous, heavily tattooed man.
Like, offensively attractive. Sir, this is not what I’ve come to expect from this establishment.
And then he tells me he wants me to watch him peg himself with a dildo.
So now I’m sitting here watching a beautiful man enthusiastically explore his own anatomy, wondering how exactly I ended up on the receiving end of this financial transaction.
I was prepared to provide a service. Instead, I received a complimentary performance.
And then, as if this entire interaction hadn’t already challenged everything I thought I knew about this industry, he casually asks, “Same time next week?”
Sir, I will clear my calendar and I will bring snacks.
The economy is in shambles, but occasionally the universe gets something right.