Poamie Smut

Good With Friends

It was a gorgeous autumn evening. The wind blew while the sun shone dimly (it was sunset), making it cold, but not too cold. You would wear a scarf and a jacket, but not a coat. Poamie, a nineteen-year-old Twitch streamer, sat inside on a stable grey chair gazing out at the browned autumn leaves and the fading orange-red of the cloudless sky. He felt a strong hand on his shoulder but he knew whose it was. Turning around, Poamie gazed into the deep purple eyes of his boyfriend, Twitch himself. 

Twitch was a tall, dark man with a classically masculine figure. He was charming and assertive while being cocky and flirty all at the same time. He could commonly be found gaming on an old, barely working monitor or daydreaming about unknown subjects. His smile was dazzlingly white and amiable. Twitch was the man any player would decide to envy. He would be seated on a bench in the park daydreaming as he stares at the fountain when men and women alike would pass with their friends and giggle. Then, when he would look up to meet the eyes of those who decided to stare they would only blush and hurry away. Twitch was the classic handsome protagonist; however, his boyfriend may not be seen the same.

 He was comically short, painfully pale and a little thick-headed, although he did have massive mommy milkers. Absolute jugs. Shirt ripping, back straining, pillowy soft awoogas. His fun-bags were bigger than the fan service girl's. Poamie's voluptuous chimmy chongas rattled the earth with every step he took. His utter existence was forgotten by people, even his closest friends. Poamie was, to be frank, an introverted asshole who could never make friends if it weren't for the luck he had in his love life. Poamie was annoying and clingy but deep down was kind-hearted and sweet. When he loved, he loved truly and deeply- and was good at expressing it. He was shy and reserved most of the time but could open up like a spring flower in bloom to a few people. Poamie's eyes were a mesmerizing green and, in comparison to most, seemed unnaturally bright and hypnotic. His interests were similar to his boyfriend's but he also liked talking to the surprisingly popular man named Discord whom his boyfriend didn't approve of. Nonetheless, Poamie still spoke kindly of Discord and enjoyed his company. He also had a milf friend named Ort but he was a basic bitch so he's unnecessary.

Now, back to the delightful story that has begun to unfold. As Poamie gazed from his green eyes into Discord's purple ones, he smiled sheepishly.

"Oh hey babe what is it?"

Twitch returned his boyfriend's smile, but smugly. He narrowed his eyes as if considering two options, life or death. He chose an unexpected one: limbo.

"It's nothing, just wanted to stand here with you."

Poamie knew in the depths of his soul that wasn't true. Twitch was a cunning and teasing man. He knew his lover was up to something and after continuing to stare for a moment too long, decided to turn back towards the window, admiring the beautiful scenery once more.

Behind him, Twitch grinned once more. Though he may love his boyfriend so, it was only for one reason: money. He exploited every moral law that one could follow just for money. He was more than financially stable but instead chose to exploit loyal friends, family and lovers. His malicious intent broke barriers time and time again yet Poamie sought to forgive him. After all, his best friend Discord would always be there for him in times of need.

Later he would get to talk to Discord after all.

Poamie laughed quietly as he laid in bed, his phone lit up with text after text on Messenger. Discord was the best to him. Discord was kind, loveable and never closed off communication with anyone. He didn't judge or present any form of malice towards anybody. Although he might not be as popular as Twitch, Discord was a great person and was always trying to connect with others. His sweet nature was always being presented first and his kindness next. Though he may not have always spoken about what was going on in his head, it was clear that when he did speak up, he well and genuinely meant it.

On the other side of a phone was Discord, wondering what Poamie thought of him. It wasn't as if he cared about the image everyone had of him, it was merely that he cared what Poamie thought. For years, he longed for Poamie's love but it was in vain, as his best friend never knew what he thought. Nonetheless, he struggled with his self-image all due to Poamie's ignorant nature towards such things. Discord was one to truly feel infatuation whether it was acknowledged or not. He knew it wouldn't be returned anyways. Twitch had already begun to crush Poamie's heart in his own hands and all that Discord had the authority to do was sit and watch. He could confess and hope for the best but his thoughts loomed over him whenever he thought to: he could never break Poamie's heart.

For some time Discord thought about confiding in Poamie, but the risk was too high and the payout could be too low to put any of that to use. If he failed to communicate his emotions correctly, Poamie would never have a chance of reciprocating them, and when he spoke to Twitch would

Placing his phone face down next to him he looked fixedly into his monitor for a few minutes, collecting his thoughts when he heard his phone buzz with a new notification. It was from Twitch whom he was friends with so long ago but when Poamie had been added into the mix, everything shattered. Hesitating for a moment too long, Discord heard another buzz. He finally after more agonizing seconds of reluctance and procrastination decided to turn his phone over and read what Twitch sent.

"Poamie's laughing what did you say to him?"

Discord faltered once again before reading the next message. He already knew what it would say but his mind didn't want him to read the next message.

"You know the deal we have buddy, don't break it"

For a moment, there was a loss of words. Discord was speechless, his heart beating too fast, his breaths becoming gradually shallower and more uneven. But Discord wasn't stupid either. He knew what he had but hated using threats he wouldn't ever fill

"You have to keep your side of the deal too"

Twitch always knew what to say to Discord. He knew all too well of the deal they had made and the implications of it. Where most of Twitch's threats were empty and visibly fake, when he spoke to Discord all of that changed in an instant.