For @flambaeby - Hookup AU

[inspiringshit]

'Pent up' was not even the word for how Robert was feeling. His last relationship had ended very poorly over a year ago now (mostly his fault), and since then he hadn't had any real company except his hand. He'd only remembered he'd installed that hookup app because it prompted him to update it. He'd removed it from any kind of home screen before he got together with Jackie in the first place, but now it seemed like it might be just the thing. Nobody was on these apps looking for Mister Right, only Mister Right Now. Maybe, if someone was lucky, a future Mister Right Now. Reliable fuckbuddies were a thing Robert had heard of.

(He would like a Relationship, he just no longer felt it was fair to lie to himself or anyone else about his ability to maintain one, not while he was living his father's legacy. It was so very apparent why Robert's mother walked out when he was young enough to have hazy memories of her at best.)

Updating the app, Robert laid on his back on the sparse mattress in his room to make sure the information was still accurate enough he didn't feel like he was lying. Picture was a little old, but not too old.

Standing up from the mattress, he fed Beef then started browsing who was available in the area... especially if they didn't mind not coming back to his place.

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[flambaeby]

In contrast, Chad might be one of the hookup app's most prolific users. What else is there to do after he's done with work and needs something to eat up any spare thoughts? He's obviously amazing at jerking off but it doesn't hit the itch when it's been a week between fucks.

So he knows all the guys in his area and has probably hooked up with more than half of them. Whatever. He has standards, despite that, and it's starting to feel like there's nobody left that's pretty enough for him to take an interest in. He gets plenty of messages but he's not that desperate in a lot of cases. His photos make no secret of his physique and probably not his attitude either.

Until somebody new does pop up. Some little twink who's pretty but has sad bitch boy eyes. A thick thumb swipes across the screen and, if the stranger also swipes the right way, he follows up with a message almost immediately:

Who are you?

BEAUTIFUL

[inspiringshit]

Chad's photos had fell firmly into Robert's category of 'almost definitely a dick, but probably good enough to make it worth it for at least a hook up'. There was a smugness that was bravado and a smugness that was, unfortunately, earned, and he looked like the latter. Not that Robert expected to get a swipe back. He knew he was appealing to women in a specific 'sad shelter animal' (thanks Jackie) kind of way, but he hadn't been with enough of any other type to figure out what his appeal was.

His first message from a stranger was, predictably, a dick pic and nothing else. And oh boy it said something to Robert's standards at the moment that he took a few seconds to genuinely consider it. He did enjoy sucking dick and hey this one looked just fine-

Oh, another message. With actual text. From the really hot gym bro, the one Robert would have pegged without a doubt as a dick pic opener too.

... Well, that was interesting.

'Robert, is that not visible on my profile?'

Half sarcasm, sure, but half genuine question. It wasn't like he was familiar with this or what could be turned off as visible or not. He sure as hell wasn't giving a last name, but Robert was common enough there wasn't much point in not giving it.

[flambaeby]

Bold of Robert to assume Chad read a single word of his profile. The eyeroll can be felt in the next zip code. This little twink is lucky he's cute. Kind of annoying too, but he's already done the work of swiping, so--

Your name is Robert? Who looks at a tiny little baby and calls it Robert?

Who looks at a tiny baby and calls it Chad? Not like he needs that logic to make sense, though. Why would he care about that?

Okay Robert, I mean I haven't seen you on here before so did you just get dumped? Revenge fuck?

[inspiringshit]

Robert opens Chad's profile again and absolutely thinks that but also thinks better of saying it.

(He'd been called "Bobby, like your grandpa" until he was old enough to voice an Opinion about that, but that was a conversation he probably should have had with the grief counselor he ghosted after one session more than a decade ago.)

He's pretty sure that how long since last login isn't visible so this guy is way more on top of things here that Robert is. Huh. A little intimidating, but Robert was kinda into that. Besides, if it went disastrously he could just forget the app even existed for another couple years.

Would either of those being a yes make it hotter?

He really needed to learn that not everything was a verbal spar to give away as little information as possible. Not a Mecha Man interview, fuck.

Dumped but not recently. Dry spell.

So, he was well past any risk of crying over an ex.

You the sheriff of gay hookup apps around here or something?