Jake had been brought home for dinner by 'Bro' Strider, his main boss. He wanted to decline, but it was hard to refuse the man. Apparently his brother and his friends were spending the night as well, Dirk off with some girl. The news had hurt a little, but it hadn't surprised him. Dirk was being set up with models by the one lady, of course he was straight.

He had run out of things to do after setting the table, Mr. Strider refusing to allow him to help further with the cooking. Curious as to what the other boys were doing, he decided to go check it out. Mr. Strider had given him directions, so it didn't take long for him to find. He heard their laughing and chatter from behind the door. His curiosity peaked however when he heard mention of Dirk.

Jake opens the door, narrowing his eyes as the three guys let out various noises and stash pieces of paper in various spots. Noticing the red staining all of their faces along with the silence, he decided to get to the bottom of this.

" Well well chaps," He crosses his arms, leaning against the door as he stares them down. " I had come in here to see what you were doing, but it seems like it was nothing good." At their continued silence and darkening faces, he decides to push it further. " Well, anyone want to speak up? We're all guys here, although its kind of curious that you all would be looking at porn together."

Jake had been hoping to embarrass them into revealing the truth. What he got instead though, was the glimpse of John giving a guilty look to his friends before standing up. " I uh, swear we weren't doing any thing." He pipes up, stepping forward despite the horrifies shout of 'NO!' from Dave. Jake narrows his eyes as he was handed the papers, not sure what to expect.

He tried to control the blush on his cheeks, this being the least of his expectations. Jake was a bit shocked to see Dirk like this. It was certainly... well, hot. He hadn't expected to see his boss in such a lewd position, at least out of his dreams. Pulling his thoughts from what was on the other papers in his hand, another thought came to mind.

" Where the hell did you boys get these photos of... These photos?" He looks at them expectantly. These certainly couldn't be from a private collection of Dirk's. These were professionally done, and Dirk didn't seem to be a narcissist. He watched as the boys traded looks, tempted to look at the rest of the photos. As he waited them out, he snuck another glance at the photo. Jake certainly did not mind this new look at his boss, having wanted more of the view when he first watched him strip.

Deciding he wasn't getting a response quick enough, Jake pipes up again. " Dave, I have no qualms about telling Mr. Strider about you boys looking at these photos of your brother." He hadn't expected the exclamation and worried look from Karkat.

" NO! Don't do it Jake, I bought them. I work at the.. porn shop where he models." Karkat ends with a mumble, looking away. Jake was surprised that the boy had admitted this. Maybe he was protecting Dirk? Biting his lip, Jake nods before giving the boys another look. " I better not catch you spreading these. I do not believe Dirk would react kindly to this." As he ends his threat, the group was saved by Bro announcing that Dinner was ready.

Today was certainly interesting.