Hey does anyone wanna do any 1D smut RP over discord? I’m looking to play either Niall or Zayn against any of the other boys. Hit me up on discord @ TheOnlyLink#8547.
I’m always looking for this please I’m begging! Lmaooo
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Hey does anyone wanna do any 1D smut RP over discord? I’m looking to play either Niall or Zayn against any of the other boys. Hit me up on discord @ TheOnlyLink#8547.
I’m always looking for this please I’m begging! Lmaooo
Hey does anyone wanna do any 1D smut RP over discord? I’m looking to play either Niall or Zayn against any of the other boys. Hit me up on discord @ TheOnlyLink#8547.
hello! somebody give my boys some cock/ass please. looking for MXM with any of my muses
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I am open to any plots you wanna run and i would LOVE LOVE LOVE for you to hit me up for some gay shit please. I am down for some taboo plots, but they don’t have to be. like this post and I’ll send you a message!
Hey! I am seriously in such a big mood lately to be doing some Gay Smut RP on discord. If you’d be interested in some MxM rp please hit me up. I have had zero luck finding partners. I am fine with taboo plots if you want a story we can. I just need something in my life!! Please send me a message on discord @ eagerbottom#8323. And lol I know my handle but I am willing to play Bottom or Switch. I just don’t wanna 100% top all the time you know. Lmao
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Afterschool; Alan/Caleb
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The heat hung relentlessly on the gym walls as the boys carried on a ruthless game of dodgeball. The boys were ferociously competitive, but none more so than Caleb Anderson. Captain of the blue team, Calev fought with incredible passion and intent. He played the game with honor, and he led his team to do the same. Still, even though Caleb was a good sportsman, he and his team were loosing to the red team? Why? It was all because of Coach Langton.
Coach Langton, Alan, refereed the game, encouraging both side to really play the game. Caleb loved his coach and mentor, and the boy wanted to live up to his expectations. The boy never said this outloud, but the love he felt in his heart was starting to grow and blossom into something he did not understand. Throughout the entire game, Caleb found himself distracted by the coach's flesh, which was the boy's literal wet dream come to life. To make matters worse, Coach Langton's shorts were a little too short and little too tight for Caleb to focus; when he was suppose to be focused, all Caleb could think about was the massive piece of ass that literally bounced and jiggled every time it walked; it was ridiculous, and it took every inch of will power to keep that budding manhood of his from becoming the center of attention.
Blue was loosing, red was in a slight lead. The captain played a good game, but his mind was elsewhere. Every chance he'd get, he'd take a look at his coach's sweet ass, and he could feel that he wasn't the only one who felt this way. It was the final stretch, and Caleb was determined to prove himself worthy. It came out of no where, but after an incredible two minutes, the blue team proved to be the victor, and it was thanks to Caleb with his good sportsmanship, incredible leadership, and his secret admiration for Coach Langton's bubbly sweet ass.
It was a long period and a ferocious game. Once the boys were free to hit the showers, Caleb spend most of his time congratulating his team. He was such a good leader. He knew he couldn't have done it without them. He respected his team, unlike Luke, captain of the red team who was in the game only for himself. Before Caleb knew it, he was all alone. The boy was ready to relax and unwind in the shower, but then he saw something that caught his eye. On his way to the shower, the boy in nothing but a wrapped towel found Coach Langton's legendary knee high socks. On top of that, he also found the pair of shorts that were driving him crazy all afternoon. Caleb couldn't help it. He brought those socks to his noise and took a deep quiff. Afterwards, he followed suit with the coach's shorts. The scent that consumed his nostrils gave him an errection that was boarderline painful. Caleb never felt so aroused; he could not express just how badly the man who owned these clothes. Caleb was determined to claim him as his own.
Alan hadn’t been having the best day. It started off with his wife once again forcing him to sleep on the couch, so he woke up late and with a crick in his back. Since he was late, he grabbed the wrong pair of shorts and now these small little things were riding up his ass all day. The only thing that was getting him through it was his students. He loved coaching them, and mentoring them, and though he hated himself for it, when they looked like Caleb... he liked looking at them.
Something about Caleb had Alan’s eye and stomach a flutter. Maybe it was because the boy was so cute and innocent looking. Maybe it was because he seemed so kind and inspirational to his classmates. Whatever it was, Alan was Infatuated with the kid. He watched at the cute boy ran around the court in his gym clothes, and sighed. What he wouldn’t give to be that age again, and he thought, to have a chance at someone like Caleb.
After the game was over, and all the students had cleared out of the showers, Alan stripped himself down to get himself cleaned up. It felt so good to be out of those impossibly tight shorts and feel the water fall over his body. He hummed to himself as he ran his hands over his beefy body, letting his hands linger in places they shouldn’t in the school shower. He was in his own world, and oblivious.
Caleb took a firm grip of those used socks and took an enormous whiff. The sweaty underwear was soon to follow suit. That salty smell of sweat and musk was enough to drive the boy absolutely nuts. His manhood now stood errect in his towel, causing it to fall onto the floor; the boy was an average size, maybe smaller than most, due to his compact stature, but it was still impressive with an adorable set of low hanging balls. Caleb had never felt so arroused. That's when he noticed that the source of his arrousal was standing right in front of him, all alone, caressing his naked body. Caleb's errection was now throbbing as he stared at that glorious sight. His good boy facade was gone; it was time for him to claim what he wanted. Making his way into the showers, he took nexted to his coach, turning on the hot water, ignoring his compact yet beautiful errection. " Got room for one more?" he asked playfully. " Looks like you could use a hand."
Alan was in his own world, and his mind was running through all of the thoughts of his student as the steam rose from his shower. His hands ran over his ass and even letting his fingers slide deep into his crack before he heard the sound of the shower next to him. As he heard Calebs voice, he half moaned “Yes I do...” before he realized he wasn’t fantisizing and the boy was actually standing there. He tried to cover his exposed cock with his hand and jumped against the wall as he was taken by surprise. “What the fuck I thought you were back in class?!” He shouted at the sweet young boy. Then He saw it. Hie eyes passing over the slender gram of his star student u til he found that beautiful cock standing at attention. Alan’s own cock started to grow.
" Surprise," Caleb said in response. There he stood, naked and proud of his average yet impressive piece of manhood. That piece of meat with his cute low hanging balls commanded attention. The boy simply stared at his elder with his blushing red cheeks all while bitting his bottom lip. He wanted this so bad; and now he was finally getting it. Turning off his shower, then his Coach's, the boy closed the space between himself and the man before him. " Someone's happy to see me," said the boy in a playful tone. Closing the space between them, Caleb took a hold of Coach Alan's glorious bubbly butt. Their cocks grinding against each other, Caleb gave Alan a deep and powerful kiss, all while sensuous moans flew out of his mouth. The moment between them was life altering.
Alan was absolutely in shock that his inner fantasy was coming alive right in front of him. His eyes devoured the small body of his favorite pupil. As Caleb moved closer and pressed his body against Alan’s. Amen let out the most sinful, and submissive moan as the boy reached around and grabbed his huge ass. Alen let Caleb take control of the kiss as his fleshy ass cheeks were massaged by the boys hands. His cock now fully hard was leaking as Calebs own cock slid between his thighs. “Caleb...” he moaned out.
Afterschool; Alan/Caleb
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The heat hung relentlessly on the gym walls as the boys carried on a ruthless game of dodgeball. The boys were ferociously competitive, but none more so than Caleb Anderson. Captain of the blue team, Calev fought with incredible passion and intent. He played the game with honor, and he led his team to do the same. Still, even though Caleb was a good sportsman, he and his team were loosing to the red team? Why? It was all because of Coach Langton.
Coach Langton, Alan, refereed the game, encouraging both side to really play the game. Caleb loved his coach and mentor, and the boy wanted to live up to his expectations. The boy never said this outloud, but the love he felt in his heart was starting to grow and blossom into something he did not understand. Throughout the entire game, Caleb found himself distracted by the coach's flesh, which was the boy's literal wet dream come to life. To make matters worse, Coach Langton's shorts were a little too short and little too tight for Caleb to focus; when he was suppose to be focused, all Caleb could think about was the massive piece of ass that literally bounced and jiggled every time it walked; it was ridiculous, and it took every inch of will power to keep that budding manhood of his from becoming the center of attention.
Blue was loosing, red was in a slight lead. The captain played a good game, but his mind was elsewhere. Every chance he'd get, he'd take a look at his coach's sweet ass, and he could feel that he wasn't the only one who felt this way. It was the final stretch, and Caleb was determined to prove himself worthy. It came out of no where, but after an incredible two minutes, the blue team proved to be the victor, and it was thanks to Caleb with his good sportsmanship, incredible leadership, and his secret admiration for Coach Langton's bubbly sweet ass.
It was a long period and a ferocious game. Once the boys were free to hit the showers, Caleb spend most of his time congratulating his team. He was such a good leader. He knew he couldn't have done it without them. He respected his team, unlike Luke, captain of the red team who was in the game only for himself. Before Caleb knew it, he was all alone. The boy was ready to relax and unwind in the shower, but then he saw something that caught his eye. On his way to the shower, the boy in nothing but a wrapped towel found Coach Langton's legendary knee high socks. On top of that, he also found the pair of shorts that were driving him crazy all afternoon. Caleb couldn't help it. He brought those socks to his noise and took a deep quiff. Afterwards, he followed suit with the coach's shorts. The scent that consumed his nostrils gave him an errection that was boarderline painful. Caleb never felt so aroused; he could not express just how badly the man who owned these clothes. Caleb was determined to claim him as his own.
Alan hadn’t been having the best day. It started off with his wife once again forcing him to sleep on the couch, so he woke up late and with a crick in his back. Since he was late, he grabbed the wrong pair of shorts and now these small little things were riding up his ass all day. The only thing that was getting him through it was his students. He loved coaching them, and mentoring them, and though he hated himself for it, when they looked like Caleb... he liked looking at them.
Something about Caleb had Alan’s eye and stomach a flutter. Maybe it was because the boy was so cute and innocent looking. Maybe it was because he seemed so kind and inspirational to his classmates. Whatever it was, Alan was Infatuated with the kid. He watched at the cute boy ran around the court in his gym clothes, and sighed. What he wouldn’t give to be that age again, and he thought, to have a chance at someone like Caleb.
After the game was over, and all the students had cleared out of the showers, Alan stripped himself down to get himself cleaned up. It felt so good to be out of those impossibly tight shorts and feel the water fall over his body. He hummed to himself as he ran his hands over his beefy body, letting his hands linger in places they shouldn’t in the school shower. He was in his own world, and oblivious.
Caleb took a firm grip of those used socks and took an enormous whiff. The sweaty underwear was soon to follow suit. That salty smell of sweat and musk was enough to drive the boy absolutely nuts. His manhood now stood errect in his towel, causing it to fall onto the floor; the boy was an average size, maybe smaller than most, due to his compact stature, but it was still impressive with an adorable set of low hanging balls. Caleb had never felt so arroused. That's when he noticed that the source of his arrousal was standing right in front of him, all alone, caressing his naked body. Caleb's errection was now throbbing as he stared at that glorious sight. His good boy facade was gone; it was time for him to claim what he wanted. Making his way into the showers, he took nexted to his coach, turning on the hot water, ignoring his compact yet beautiful errection. " Got room for one more?" he asked playfully. " Looks like you could use a hand."
Alan was in his own world, and his mind was running through all of the thoughts of his student as the steam rose from his shower. His hands ran over his ass and even letting his fingers slide deep into his crack before he heard the sound of the shower next to him. As he heard Calebs voice, he half moaned “Yes I do...” before he realized he wasn’t fantisizing and the boy was actually standing there. He tried to cover his exposed cock with his hand and jumped against the wall as he was taken by surprise. “What the fuck I thought you were back in class?!” He shouted at the sweet young boy. Then He saw it. Hie eyes passing over the slender gram of his star student u til he found that beautiful cock standing at attention. Alan’s own cock started to grow.
Afterschool; Alan/Caleb
@papayapatch
The heat hung relentlessly on the gym walls as the boys carried on a ruthless game of dodgeball. The boys were ferociously competitive, but none more so than Caleb Anderson. Captain of the blue team, Calev fought with incredible passion and intent. He played the game with honor, and he led his team to do the same. Still, even though Caleb was a good sportsman, he and his team were loosing to the red team? Why? It was all because of Coach Langton.
Coach Langton, Alan, refereed the game, encouraging both side to really play the game. Caleb loved his coach and mentor, and the boy wanted to live up to his expectations. The boy never said this outloud, but the love he felt in his heart was starting to grow and blossom into something he did not understand. Throughout the entire game, Caleb found himself distracted by the coach's flesh, which was the boy's literal wet dream come to life. To make matters worse, Coach Langton's shorts were a little too short and little too tight for Caleb to focus; when he was suppose to be focused, all Caleb could think about was the massive piece of ass that literally bounced and jiggled every time it walked; it was ridiculous, and it took every inch of will power to keep that budding manhood of his from becoming the center of attention.
Blue was loosing, red was in a slight lead. The captain played a good game, but his mind was elsewhere. Every chance he'd get, he'd take a look at his coach's sweet ass, and he could feel that he wasn't the only one who felt this way. It was the final stretch, and Caleb was determined to prove himself worthy. It came out of no where, but after an incredible two minutes, the blue team proved to be the victor, and it was thanks to Caleb with his good sportsmanship, incredible leadership, and his secret admiration for Coach Langton's bubbly sweet ass.
It was a long period and a ferocious game. Once the boys were free to hit the showers, Caleb spend most of his time congratulating his team. He was such a good leader. He knew he couldn't have done it without them. He respected his team, unlike Luke, captain of the red team who was in the game only for himself. Before Caleb knew it, he was all alone. The boy was ready to relax and unwind in the shower, but then he saw something that caught his eye. On his way to the shower, the boy in nothing but a wrapped towel found Coach Langton's legendary knee high socks. On top of that, he also found the pair of shorts that were driving him crazy all afternoon. Caleb couldn't help it. He brought those socks to his noise and took a deep quiff. Afterwards, he followed suit with the coach's shorts. The scent that consumed his nostrils gave him an errection that was boarderline painful. Caleb never felt so aroused; he could not express just how badly the man who owned these clothes. Caleb was determined to claim him as his own.
Alan hadn’t been having the best day. It started off with his wife once again forcing him to sleep on the couch, so he woke up late and with a crick in his back. Since he was late, he grabbed the wrong pair of shorts and now these small little things were riding up his ass all day. The only thing that was getting him through it was his students. He loved coaching them, and mentoring them, and though he hated himself for it, when they looked like Caleb... he liked looking at them.
Something about Caleb had Alan’s eye and stomach a flutter. Maybe it was because the boy was so cute and innocent looking. Maybe it was because he seemed so kind and inspirational to his classmates. Whatever it was, Alan was Infatuated with the kid. He watched at the cute boy ran around the court in his gym clothes, and sighed. What he wouldn’t give to be that age again, and he thought, to have a chance at someone like Caleb.
After the game was over, and all the students had cleared out of the showers, Alan stripped himself down to get himself cleaned up. It felt so good to be out of those impossibly tight shorts and feel the water fall over his body. He hummed to himself as he ran his hands over his beefy body, letting his hands linger in places they shouldn’t in the school shower. He was in his own world, and oblivious.
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ok but listne ………. a plot where this lil spoiled rotten brat starts crushing on this guy that’s like WAY TOO OLD FOR HER like 5+ years and she’s always snapchatting him cute selfies like “wife me” and “cuff me” and all this other bs and the guy’s like “wtf this is so inappropriate” but he thinks the lil brat is precious honestly …………… and maybe just mAYbe he actually likes her a lil and wouldn’t mind “wifing” her but like …………….. age gAp pls i want this plot thanks
"WAY TOO OLD FOR HER!"
"5 years"
What is she thirteen?
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“oh buddy, it’s ok.” he could tell the boy was way more embarrassed than him, so, trying to comfort the younger, he said: “didn’t you liked the show? haha. don’t worry, dillion, anything i have here you have there too, right?” he couldn’t help, but thinking about dillion’s dick suddenly made his get lightly hard, trying to ignore it, he smiled friendly to the camera.
Dillion was still red from head to toe, but he was at least a little thankfull that his friends dad didnt seem angry. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of the older man. He knew he should just hang up, and probably act awkward around him for the rest of his life. but he didn’t. in fact, Dillion stayed on, talking to him. “Haha. I guess so, but not quite as much as you.” he wanted to slap himself for saying that. “Not that... i mean, mine is the same, ust yours is alot bigger.” it was like a plane crash. he couldnt stop. all he could do was prepare for disaster.
Plot: Boyfriend’s circle is in trouble and Wyatt does he’s best to keep his loved one safe.
Characters: Don x Wyatt
Relationship: Lovers.
Since finding out about Don’s gift of connection, as Wyatt liked to call it; he’d become a fairly important aspect to keeping the circle safe with his broad skill set combined with theirs. It was always alarming when Don left home and Wyatt had gotten into a habit of tapping into the man’s location services to keep an eye on him, sometimes even panic calling the other just to be sure he was alright. Paranoia was a offset of the life he’d signed up for once he found out it seemed; but Don seemed to be mostly alright with it and they’d been safe up until their current day, which was something to be thankful for.
‘Hey babe, what are you up to?’ He texted Don, tapping the message out quickly while he worked on a side project, that being a program to access and boast all wifi signals within a ten kilometer area; in case they had to get on the move quickly and had to go ‘dark’ if you will. Basically Wyatt was going to scramble his signal by piggybacking and jumping wifi signals faster then anyone tracking them could follow. Nothing like the present to add additional layer of protection for a person who he couldn’t stand to lose.
Don had been away for a while,. His job required him to take multiple trips around the world at the drop of a hat really. This time he had been sent to South Korea to help one of the boys that he was put in charge of. Thankfully, he had just landed back in the US when his phone dinged, telling him he had a new message. He was being rushed along through customs, he didn’t even have time to dig out his phone and check it. once he finally got his bags and outside of the airport, he had the chance to finally pull out his phone.
Don smiled at the message knowing that Wyatt would have been worrying when he sent it. He smiled, and typed back into the phone, “Don't worry, Love. I am in the car, and on my way home to you!” he ended the message with a kissing emoji, and began to drive home,
Plot: Hotel Manager investigates the hotel room causing issues in the hotel.
Characters: Damian x Wyatt
Relationship: Strangers.
To everyone else, Wyatt was a simple vacationer; wearing the stereotypical Hawaiian shirt and cut off shorts entering the hotel for a week long stay during the colder months of the year. The cover up was more or less brilliant, though the really reason Wyatt was in to hotel was very different than his outward appearance; mainly because he was there to conduct a hack to siphon dirty money from a corrupt business man into charities of which causes he was actively worsening. He was something of a balance hacker; keeping the bad people in life in check and making bad situations better.
Checking into his room and heading up to it; the room transformed from it’s original state to a fairly high tech computer station within a few hours, sporting three different laptops, a system of three screens and series of gadgets to mask his location, ip and other traceable data. After everything was set up; it was merely a waiting game for the CEO to get to the hotel and then the fun begun with the relocation of resources being used to screw people out of the well being. There was several thing Wyatt knew he had to be careful of; mainly drawing too much from the hotel’s system, but he figured if he worked mainly in the dead of night… there shouldn’t of been any issues. So he spent the day preparing his systems, building firewalls and read consuming the information related to the hack he was about to pull off; making sure to of only used one laptop. As even fell the CEO came to the hotel and he begun ramping up his work.
It was just another night for Richard. here he was, yet again, at work. Since being promoted to manager at his hotel, he thought his days would be busier, and full of more responsibility. But sadly he was mistaken if anything all he got was more paperwork. The only real bright side of his job was that after ten o’clock, the hotel was usually dead. All alone, in the big empty lobby of the hotel, meant that Rich could bring out his laptop and watch netflix all night long.
Tonight, though, Rich was having an issue. for some reason he could not get anything to play on his computor. n ot even a simle youtube video on his phone. ‘Great’ he thought to himself, ‘The internet is fucking up’. Rich didnt know a lot about computors, but he knew enough to trouble shoot what the problem was. Going to the back, he found that the issue wasn’t with internet itself, but all of the hotels bandwidth was being used up. Doing a bit more checking, Rich discovered that 80% of the current internet usage was being used by just one room, on the very top floor, in the very back corner. getting just the slightest bit nosey as to what was happening, Richard decided to walk up to the room. He didnt know if he could tell the guest to slow it down. upon arriving to the room, Richard decided to place his eye up to the peep hole. looking at it this way, the view was distorted, but he could swear he saw a man sitting at a huge computor set up.Deciding he was curious enough to disturb the guest, he knocked on the door, to find out what was happening. “Managment” he said softly, but loud enough he could be heard through the door.
Plot: Revenge for the CEO’s son through his employee’s hacking skill set.
Characters: Monty x Wyatt
Relationship: Ceo’s Son x Employee.
Another day in the work place, another day securing his CEO’s private data and fending off potential security threats; another day in paradise. Wyatt was fortunate to stumble upon this lucrative job with a company that was largely a morally grey type of business; one where he got to flex his abilities to their max to achieve feats that could potentially land him in prison for many more years than he’d ever live, luckily his skills surpassed the current detection skills of the average security personal. That’s mainly because Wyatt was the creator of most modernly used security measures, so he had the fun of beating his own designs while developing newer and better ones while he got paid for it all.
Looking up from his screen, Wyatt noticed a person in his doorway and cocked his head to the person. “What do you need?” He asks, the tone borderlining deadpanned as he continues to work; not that he was particularly exhausted by the idea of doing whatever needed to be done, just that he wasn’t big on interruptions when he was so close to a breakthrough. His fingers drifted with a speed unmatched across his keyboard, as lines of code filled the screen and he read them back to himself as they appeared to make sure he was getting the effect he desired from the program he was writing.
Monty had been working in Hollywood for a while now, and by a while it had been two months. He’d gotten his job as a make up artist, working with a large amount of celebrities, mainly through his own skill. But in reality, he was not aware of just how much his fathers influence had helped him along. Things had been going great, and Monty was honestly loving the life he was getting to lead, out on his own. That is until he met Liana Vellenburg. Also a make up artist, fresh on the scene, she had been stealing clients from Monty by spreading lies. She had told everyone that he was using products that were illegal, tested on animals, and made in poor conditions over seas. In a town like LA, that was almost enough to ruin somebodys career.
Now here Monty stood, in the doorway of a stuffy office at his fathers facility. He had asked a few of the people he knew around here, who could help him get the word out about Liana’s lies, while maybe fucking with her a little bit in the process. All roads had led him here, so here he stood. Hearing the man speak, he walked into the office, “Um, I need your help”. Monty’s voice was firm, he was fairly used to getting what he wanted from his fathers men. But there was a hint of a waiver due to being slightly intimidated by the man at the computor.
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Liam looked up at the reflection of the handsome male standing behind him, “Look!” he laughed, “It’s a hard decision and once you start there’s no going back” he shrugged his shoulder, “Do you think I’d still look cute?”
Marty bit his lip at the question and shrugged. “I don’t know, God knows what we’ll uncover under here. He reached up and ran his fingers through the long locks, “Besides, this won’t be the same “ Marty gripped, and gave Liam’s hair a light tug, pulling his head back.
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“Are you, uh, sure that this is a good idea?” Liam asked as he looked at himself in the bathroom mirror with his long hair in his eyes, “I have never had short hair before, man. You sure we should cut it?” he asked.
Marty stood behind the other male with a pair of scissors. He stopped at Liam’s question and met his eyes in the mirror. “Well, I dont know, dude!” He said with a half chuckle. “but I’d say right now is damn well the time to decide.”
open to males. suggested connections: stranger, friend, son’s friend, family member.
“ oh, god! ” jack shouted, finding out that his camera was on… after taking a shower and putting a boxer on. “ what a view, huh, buddy? ” he joked, very uncorfortable and embarassed, bending down enough to face his camera.
“Oh Fuck!” Dillion responded back, as he was given a full show of his Friend’s dads body. “I am so sorry Mr. Rodgers I thought your son was calling, and I answered “ his face was beet red on the screen as he tried to hide the face he’d been watching for a few minutes.