Ian Tyler Erotica
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🕑 Added 2023-09-21 22:39:40 +0000 UTCThis is an idea that I've had on my to-do list for years, so I'm so glad I finally have a place to post it. Hope you love it as much as I do!
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“Welcome to the sickest beats this side of the Mississippi- it’s Rock 104.8!”
Groaning at the line of traffic in front of me, I was about to switch over to a station that actually had music playing, but I luckily stopped myself as the ad kept going.
“In honor of the newest season of The Bear, we’re offering up an exclusive meet and greet with the show’s star, Jeremy Allen White.”
Now they were speaking my language- this guy was hot and apparently newly single.
“Most of these radio contests always have some anonymous winner, but we want to celebrate someone who’s actually local. To do that, we’re inviting anyone to come swing by our radio station, and we’ll have the first one see if they’re up for the challenge. So, let’s play some Imagine Dragons now, and we’ll be waiting by our door.”
As a new song started blaring through my speakers, I wondered if I was really about to do this. Grabbing my phone, I looked up the station and saw that I was less than a mile away- all I had to do was get off on the next exit. Steering onto the shoulder, I zoomed past the next few cars and sped down the deserted ramp. As I waited at the next redlight, I told myself that I would just drive past it if I saw a line of cars, but the building seemed completely normal as I approached. Pulling into the parking lot, still questioning why I was actually doing this, I just told myself that I had to since I was already here.
This wasn’t one of the bigger stations downtown, and you could tell by the lobby that they usually didn’t have guests.
There was just one intern at a table too small to be qualified as a desk that beamed up at me now that she finally had something to do.
“Are you here for the contest?”
“Depends on what it is, I guess.”
I’d meant to sound more confident with my answer, but she breezed past my indecision anyway and ushered me into the building. It was basically just one hallway with windows looking into each station’s studio. It was completely soundproof, so you could see everyone talking, but I had no idea which room was mine until we reached the end of the hallway. Their rock station was their flagship show, so it was the biggest room.
Inside, the hosts were all chilling on their phones, chatting with each other about football from this weekend until they saw me. You could tell they weren’t tv people- they smiled as they introduced themselves, but it felt genuine, not rehearsed.
“Hey man, I’m Andy, and this is PJ. Connor over there is who will be in charge of logistics for the contest.”
“I’m Tom, and I really can’t believe I’m here.” I launched into a story about the traffic and how close by I’d been so they didn’t think I was some stalker who’d already been in the parking lot when they announced the contest. They just kept smiling, and as they had me sign a quick form, I missed the smirks they shared between them.
“Okay, we’re going to be back on the air in thirty seconds, so we’ll get some cans on you and let you know what you’ll be doing.”
Thirty seconds?! They flashed by after what felt like five as PJ was already introducing the game before I even had time to process whether I’d said yes or not.
“Okay listeners, you can pump the brakes because we already have a listener in the studio with us now for our game. Tom, what’s your favorite part of The Bear?”
The green light in front of me came on in front of me, and I realized that my mic was now on. Nervous about how my voice would sound, I almost stuttered out my words, but I held it together.
“I could pretend I’m a big foodie or something, but I’ve really just been a fan of him for years.”
“So, you could say that you were Shameless about being a Jeremy fan?”
“Haha, sure- let’s go with that.”
There was that smirk again from the hosts, but I caught it this time.
“Then let’s see if Tom is really ready to live up to the show’s title.” Wait, were they going to make me cook something? I could cook spaghetti and chicken, but that was about the end of my culinary experience. “On both sides of our studio, we’ve got two windows- each one is curtained right now. One leads into the hallway, and the other is connected to the studio next door for some reason. For faithful radio listeners, you may know what game we’re about to do, but let’s see if Tom has a guess.”
Again, there was that green light, but I had nothing to say this time.
“I honestly have no idea what I’ve gotten myself into.”
“That wasn’t the answer we were looking for, but it was correct.” A bit of canned laughter now that seemed second nature before PJ kept explaining. “We’re going to see if Tom is ready to bare all for a chance to meet the show’s star. Behind one window is most of our staff, but there won’t be anyone behind the other window.”
Oh no- I did know what this game was now. I’d watched plenty of these videos before, but I never wanted to be on this end of one!
“After I get done talking, we’re going to have Tom strip down and choose a window to un-curtain. If he goes through with it, then he’ll win VIP tickets to the meet and greet happening at the season premiere party next weekend! So, let’s see if he’s up for it!”
Fuck this green light.
“PJ, I don’t think I really have a choice…”
“Correct again!”
Everyone in the room was grinning now except for me as I stood up and began reaching for the buttons on my shirt. Fuck- what was I doing? Minutes ago, I’d been on my way to the grocery store, and here I was, revealing my hairy chest to three strangers. None of them had their phones up recording, but I should have asked whether the possible audience would have their phones. It was too late now, and I didn’t want to back down.
As I tossed my shirt on the floor, PJ started narrating what was going down.
“Our lucky contestant is now half-naked in the studio, and he is looking fit and a bit sweaty. He’s got a six-pack on him if he takes a deep breath, and maybe we can get him to flex for us.” For some reason, I did. “There we go, ladies and gentlemen, I wish that all of you had the same view as us this afternoon!”
“His belt is now undone, and any guesses on what underwear he has on?”
Just hearing him talk about my underwear had me get a bit too excited, and I had to try to empty my mind as I pulled down the zipper. I luckily remember grabbing a totally normal pair of boxer briefs this morning which was a relief until I remembered that those would still end up on the floor as well.
“Tom, you are currently wearing nothing but your undies in our studio- how are you feeling?”
“A little cold.”
“Listeners, he doesn’t look cold to us.”
Fuck! Hearing this man with the sexy voice talk about my cock had me getting harder by the second, but I just covered myself and tried to run through a list of unsexy things in my head. Taxes, the municipal water supply, eggs.
“It’s now time for the moment of truth, Tom- which window will you pick?”
He pointed to the studio on my left and the hallway on my right, and I went with the latter option. At least if it was occupied, it would be a smaller space than the former.
“Okay, on the count of three- drop those boxers and throw your hands in the air! One… two… three!”
The only thought going through my mind was just the word No!on repeat, but I ignored my better judgement. Grabbing onto my waistband, I leaned over and pulled my last bit of dignity to the ground. As I stepped out of them, I heard Andy make a surprised gasp behind me as he must have made eye contact with my asshole spread open for him, and I quickly stood up to throw my arms in their air.
As the curtains were pulled apart in front of me, I realized, of course, that I’d chosen the occupied window! As I tried not too, I accidentally made eye contact with too many of the people gawking at me with open eyes, and I finally remembered why I listened to this station when there were other options available. Staring back at me now with his jaw almost at the same level as my discarded underwear was my old college roommate. He’d gotten a job here after we graduated, and he always had it on before he got hired. He was excitedly telling the people next to him that he knew me, and that made my cheeks redden even more. Not knowing when I could put my arms down, I just stood there grimacing as my half-hard cock swung between my legs.
Finally, the curtain closed, and the next minute happened in a blur. They were playing a song now, so the headphones went off again, and I was given a prize package detailing what would happen next weekend. Nodding along as I still stood there naked for some reason, I just took it all in until I felt Andy walk up behind me. He had grabbed my underwear from near the window and brought them over for me to step back into. I should have just grabbed them, but for some reason, I let him pull them up my legs, all the way until he was able to fondle my ass without his co-anchor realizing at all.
Before I could even think of something to say, I was buttoning the last button and heading out to my car through the thankfully cleared out hallway even though my phone was keeping me company as constant notification sounds pinged within my pocket. The only way I could actually start driving out of the parking lot was the consolation that at least there hadn’t been anyone recording. That at least kept me moving, but once I pulled back into my driveway, ditching the idea of getting groceries this afternoon, I remembered that this station had a video podcast that went with their usual broadcast that I’d forgotten all about…
