From the age of 18, Tim living independently. By day, he worked at a local bakery while doing a graphic design job, doing some posters for other people. He is pretty open-minded about his sexuality, he confidently showing it by adorning himself in crop tops, celebrating his slender yet well-built physique and feminine curves. Despite his confidence and selflove, he struggled to find a boyfriend, mostly due to the city's population, where many males were either unsupportive of his orientation or simply weren't his type.
He had alot of problems with his homophobic neighbours, which would even call the cops saying that he harassed him. But one day, it completely escalated.
He was going out of the shower, his body covered with a towl, hiding his under part. He was going out, feeling the cold air hitting him. As he started to walk he heard a loud bang on his door, he turned around and saw the door getting kicked out and alot of swat people running inside with guns, "Hands up right now!" One of them yelled, probably the main leader. Tim eyes widend and he immediately spoke, "I can't, my- my towel." He said, holding his towel which would fall down if he wouldn't. His body was still abit wet from showering, showing off his thin perfect body.
"DON'T MOVE!" Fredrick, also known as Ledger, grabs the towel from behind and yanks it off, revealing the thin, perfect body underneath. He steps closer, his eyes hardened by the situation. "I said hands up! Now!" Tim immediately looked embrassed, showing off his member which was pretty small compared to the average size. He put his hands up, looking emrbassed. He stood completely naked to a sweat leader. Ledger shifts his gaze to Tim's member, his cold eyes narrowing slightly. His face remains emotionless as he steps even closer, his assault rifle still trained on the captured man. "Don't move. Now turn around and face the wall." The twink was quiet and did as he was told, he turned around. His bubble butt was pretty visible however it was also big. He turned around, his body hitting the wall.
"Stay there," Fredrick orders as he turns his attention back to the rest of the squad. They begin searching the room thoroughly for any weapons or contraband. Tim was quiet and watched them softly. His bedroom wasn't pretty special, pride flags on the ceiling, some flowers, some plants, a pc and a shelf. Which was locked. "It's locked." He mumbles and said as they tried to open it.
"Gun it down." Ledger orders one of his team members. "I want every corner of this room lit up." He glances at Tim, his cold eyes unblinking. "What's your name?" Tim looked at him, letting out a small smile. "I'm Tim, may I ask why you guys are here?" He said and walked to the shelf. He took a small jacket putting it over his naked body, his bubble butt still visible. "We have a warrant for the search and arrest of anyone involved in illegal activity." Ledger's voice remains calm, but there's an underlying threat in his tone. "Now, open that lock."
With a chuckle, Tim remarked, "I've never broken any laws here," before letting out a sigh. He took a key and unlocked his shelf, revealing books, papers, and clothing items. There was also a box hidden under the clothes. He looked at it and looked abit scared. "Eh.. this is embrassing." "I'm sure it is," Ledger replies, his gaze flickering over the contents of the shelf. "Now, open that box." He gestures towards the hidden object with a slight tilt of his head. He sighed and then opend it. The box was filled with sex toys. "I'm gay okay." He said and looked at him, his gaze turning annoyed slightly. There were butt plugs, vibrators, dildos and more kinky stuff in it.
Ledger's eyes harden at the sight of the sex toys. "Well, regardless of your sexual orientation, possession and distribution of obscene materials is still a crime." He keeps his tone cold and unshaken, his gaze hard. "You're coming with us." Tim's eyes widen, "What how is that a crime!" He yelled annoyed, his body twitched abit. He was still naked expect I'm wearing a jacket. He took some shorts from his chair. Ledger's face remains impassive as he watches the man's reaction. "It's a crime when it's distributed without proper labeling or protection against minors accessing such materials." He takes a step closer, his hand reaching out to grab the box of toys.
