The Cam Games
The Cam Games – Part one
As the snow flies on a cold and grey Chicago morning, I opened my eyes and looked at my best friend, Brody, lying beside me in bed.
Brody and I have been best friends since kindergarten, and we did everything together. We were both twelve, going on thirteen, hardly ever argued, and had loads of fun together.
This weekend, Brody’s parents were out of town for a short holiday, and asked my parents if Brody could stay with us. Since this happened a couple of times before with me sleeping over at Brody’s place, this wasn’t a problem. My parents were glad they could return the favor.
Our school had planned a teachers day on Friday, causing us to have a long weekend. When his parents noticed this in our schedule, they booked a short vacation to the Bahamas.
So it was Friday morning, and we still had three days and two nights of fun ahead of us. Looking at my best friend lying beside me, my eyes roamed over his skinny chest and tight belly. His outward belly button looked funny compared to my inner one. The Ralph Lauren logo and text on the waistband of his boxers were visible, but right below it, the blanket covered his lower body.
His arms were above his head, and as my eyes moved upward, I checked out his small nipples and ribs, which were now clearly visible as his skin stretched over his torso. I went past his pits, which were just as hairless as mine, and ended on his freckle-covered face.
His eyes moved rapidly behind his closed eyelids, indicating he was about to wake up. I was looking forward to spending three full days together, even though the weather forecast was awful. Snow and heavy winds were predicted, which probably meant three days inside our suburban home. Visiting the city together as we had planned earlier wasn’t going to be an option.
My morning wood was becoming annoying, so I got up quickly and did my business. This way, I wouldn’t have to show my tent to Brody and make us both feel awkward, just like last time when I saw Brody’s tent during a sleepover at their place.
Brody blushed when he saw me looking but didn’t bother covering up. From what I saw then, Brody’s dick seemed bigger than mine, but with it being covered and me not trying to look too obviously at it, I wasn’t sure.
When I got up and walked past the bed toward the bathroom, Brody began to stir. As I pointed my willy down toward the bowl and my bladder emptied itself, I wondered what the days ahead of us would bring. We could play on the PlayStation, but I doubted Mom would allow us to do that all day.
I put my dick back in my boxers and adjusted myself. As I returned to the room, Brody was stretching lazily, and he had kicked down the blanket a little. But it was enough for me to see his tented boxers. Again, I tried not to look at it too obviously, but as I crawled onto the bed next to my best friend, I had a good enough look to be sure he was a bit bigger than me. And I could even make out the rim of his cut dickhead.
It didn’t bother me at all. It was no more than an observation. I was perfectly happy with my dick. I wasn’t exactly small at three and a half inches soft and five hard. At least not according to the sex-ed stuff I read online and at school. According to these books, I had a pretty decent-sized dick for a twelve-year-old.
“Morning!” I said cheerfully as Brody kept stretching and yawning loudly.
Brody grumbled, but the smile on his face was a telltale sign that he was wide awake. He propped himself on his elbows and said, “I need to take a piss.”
He got up, giving me another good look at his tented blue and white-striped boxer briefs. He wiggled his ass at me and giggled loudly as he left the room.
I laid on my back and listened to Brody doing his business. We both laughed loudly as he let one rip. After he flushed, I expected him to come back. But it took longer than usual, so I called out. The moment I did this, he came running into my room, and with a loud, bear-like roar, he jumped onto the bed, threw himself at me, and started tickling me all over. Brody knew all my ticklish spots and went for them as much as possible.
I was squirming uncontrollably on the bed, and during all this roughhousing, he climbed on top of me and straddled my waist. I was gasping for air and yelled, “Stop it!” between my laughs while squirming on the bed.
“Say I’m the greatest!” Brody laughed.
Brody squeezed his legs firmly against my sides and gripped my wrists as my arms were above my head. I was stronger than him, but I couldn’t do much about it since I was out of breath, and he had the upper hand. Brody leaned forward and made an obscene noise deep in his throat. He was creating a big glob of spit, and moments later, I saw it appear between his lips.
I kept squirming in an attempt to free myself. But as I did this, I felt my dick rub against his butt. At the same time, I felt his dick and balls pressed against my belly. I don’t know why, but this triggered something. I felt myself grow stiff and knew there was nothing I could do anymore to stop it from happening.
Brody saw my flushed face, and a questioning look appeared on his face. A few agonizing moments later, he pressed his butt firmly on my now-hard dick, and his look quickly morphed into one of surprise.
I felt movement at the front of his underwear, which was still pressed against my belly, and wondered what would happen next. It was as if time stood still for a couple of moments as we looked at each other.
Brody grinned and rolled off of me. He lay down on the bed next to me and looked at the ceiling. I quickly covered my tent with my hands and stammered, “I uhh… it’s…”
As he put his hands behind his head, not bothering to cover up, he was quiet for a couple of moments before he said, “Yeah… I know… Me too…”
After more moments filled with silence, we looked at each other and bursted into giggles. We were comfortable enough with each other to talk about pretty much everything. I even convinced Brody that he should try to jerk off the moment I discovered the fine art of masturbation.
We just never did stuff like this together. After we were about nine or ten, we didn’t see each other naked anymore. We didn’t do this deliberately, but we heard stories about gay men. In the social circle our parents and we were in, people acted like being gay was okay. But when the opportunity was there, and people spoke their minds, it turned out they thought it was filthy and despicable.
So we were basically taught that being gay was wrong. And we didn’t want to be labeled as gay. That would be social suicide! So when we would have to change into our swimming trunks or change underwear, we would turn our backs toward each other and change quickly. That would take away all the possibilities of being labeled as gay.
So boning up during an underwear-clad wrestling match was one of these things that would definitely qualify as gay. But since we both got hard, and nobody was around to notice, I was okay with leaving it like this. It was awkward, that’s for sure. But judging by Brody’s giggling, he was also fine with letting it go.
“Nathan! Brody!” Mom shouted from downstairs.
“What!?” I asked.
“Breakfast is ready!”
“We’re coming!” I shouted.
We both put on our sweatpants and a T-shirt. This was our usual lounging outfit, and considering the weather outside, there would be a lot of lounging going on today.
The smell of bacon made my mouth water as I entered the kitchen. I sat down at the counter next to Dad, who was reading the newspaper, and said, “Smells good, Mom!”
“It sure does, Mrs. Powel,” Brody added.
Mom just smiled at us and started cleaning the counter. Brody looked at me and urged me on with his eyes. It took me a second to realize what he meant.
“Oh, right,” I mumbled and swallowed my food. “Mom? Can we play on the PlayStation today? I mean… the weather will be bad and…”
“Of course you can, dear. But I think your father and I have a nice surprise for you,” she said, looking at Dad, who got up and walked into the hallway.
I had no idea what the surprise would be, so I looked questioningly at Brody, who shrugged and pulled about the same face as me.
Dad came back with a box in his hand. It was gift-wrapped and had a big red ribbon tied around it.
“What’s this??” I asked, completely clueless, and I looked at Brody.
“Here you go, Son,” Dad said as he handed me the box with a proud smile on his face.
“You need one for school in a couple of weeks anyway…” Mom said as I eagerly unwrapped the box.
“A NEW LAPTOP!!” I shouted excitedly.
I got up and tightly hugged Mom and Dad. This was totally unexpected but SO cool!
“Thank you!” I said, bouncing with joy.
“You’re welcome, dear! You need one for school, so your dad and I discussed it. This one had a nice discount and fits the specs. And considering the weather this weekend, we thought the two of you could…”
I didn’t let her finish and hugged her again. This was precisely the laptop I wanted, and now I had it! I looked at my parents as they smiled warmly at me.
“You can still play on the PlayStation if you want…” Dad said as he softly punched me on my shoulder.
“But there will be some rules about that laptop after this weekend…” Mom said, trying to sound stern.
“Of course,” I said, “but… WOW! Thank you SO much!”
After more hugs and Dad’s announcement that he was off to work, Brody and I went upstairs to my room.
“This is so cool, Dude!” he said as I placed the laptop on my desk.
“No shit! I never expected this. I mean… I knew I’d get one for school but figured I’d have to wait until next year.”
“What are we gonna do now?”
We spent the next hour and a half connecting to the WiFi, installing updates and software, and exploring our current options. After we got bored, Brody grabbed my old, agonizingly slow laptop, and we started playing a couple of online games together. But that grew old quickly, and when Brody went to take a piss, I felt bold and clicked on a link with a big-breasted woman who looked seductively into the camera. She pushed her bra-covered boobs forward, and I felt a slight stir in my underwear. I wasn’t really into big boobs, but at twelve, everything related to girls or women was almost irresistible to ignore.
I didn’t expect the link to open, but apparently, Dad hadn’t added this new laptop to our family filter yet. The site that opened didn’t show a lot of forbidden flesh. It was more of a softcore site than actual porn, but things like sideboobs and the illusion of sex were all over it.
As I was looking at all of this, Brody said, “Whoah! Dude!”
“Shit! You scared me, Bro!” I said as my heart rate was spiking.
Brody sat down next to me on my chair. Since both our asses were small, we easily fitted on a single chair.
“Check out her tits!” he said as he pointed to one of the pictures on the screen. ”They’re huge!”
We both jumped from our seats when Mom shouted, “Nathan! Brody!” I felt my heartbeat in my throat. But I cleared my throat, managed to steady my voice, and replied, “What, Mom?”
“I’m going to the boutique for a couple of hours. Dolores called in sick!”
Dolores was Mom’s co-worker in this little shop they owned together. They sold all sorts of antiques and artsy stuff.
“Okay, Mom!” I shouted back, smiling at my best friend.
“I’m not sure how long I’ll be gone with this weather, but there are some leftovers in the fridge, okay?”
“No problem. Be careful!”
“Don’t burn down the house!” she said, and I heard the door close.
“She scared me shitless!” Brody giggled.
We sat back down and looked at my laptop again, and I said, “Yeah… me too. At least we won’t be disturbed now.”
As we sat there, wide-eyed, and we looked at all the stuff we never saw before, I saw a link at the top right of the screen. It read ‘amateur cams,’ and I had a good idea where this would lead.
So I clicked on that, and when that page opened, a couple of obviously animated gifs showed up. All of them showed women showing off their goods in their bedrooms. Some of these were high-quality, but some of them were a bit grainy. The one thing they had in common was that the boobs were blurred.
Under each gif, a big ‘click here to subscribe’ button showed. But when I clicked on it, a pop-up window showed that it was ‘just’ $9.99 for a monthly subscription and that a credit card was required.
“Damn it,” I grumbled.
“Hey, Nate?” Brody asked.
“What?” I asked with unintended annoyance in my voice.
“Last week, I heard about this site where people with webcams meet up. It’s anonymous, and sometimes girls even show their boobs.”
“Fuck off. Girls don’t do that anymore. They are too chicken that they’ll end up on some revenge porn site,” I said with a much friendlier voice.
Brody was quiet for a few seconds when he said, “It’s worth a shot, isn’t it? This isn’t getting us anywhere. And since you’ve got a 4K webcam now, I figure we’ll get plenty of responses.”
I had to admit he was right. So I opened a new tab and typed in the URL. We browsed around for a couple of minutes and looked at the rules. These stated that hate messages, racism, and nudity were explicitly forbidden.
“This doesn’t seem promising,” Brody mumbled.
“At least it’s free…” I said and clicked on the ‘browse’ link.
A new window opened, and we had the option to select from a list of people, join a particular group, or randomly select another person to chat with.
“Click that one,” Brody said as he pointed at the ‘Amazing women’ group.
So I clicked on that one, the webcam light went on, and we saw each other in the bottom right corner of the screen. The window itself stayed black for a few seconds before a woman dressed in her bra showed up. She wasn’t pretty, but she was not exactly ugly either. And she was in her bra, which was interesting, to say the least.
“Hey, guys!” was her surprised but friendly reaction to seeing us.
“Uhh… hi!” I said, as Brody just smiled sheepishly.
“How old are you?”
“Almost thirteen,” Brody boasted.
She smiled warmly and asked, “And you came here to see naked women?”
“We… uhh…” I stammered, but Brody quickly sprung into action and said, “Yeah! We never saw any, and our parents installed this annoying filter software, so…”
“I see,” she said, and she was fiddling with something off-screen. “But you’re a bit too young, I’m afraid. I don’t wanna get into trouble over this.”
“But we won’t tell anyone!” Brody blurted out.
“No! We won’t tell a soul!” I added.
She was thinking for a few moments, and then her face got a weird look, and she said, “Tell you what. I show you my breasts so you guys have something to jack off to. But after I do this, we break the connection, so we won’t get caught. How’s that?”
“Great!” Brody said excitedly.
She didn’t waste any more time and seductively started lifting her bra. As more and more of her boobs appeared, I felt myself grow hard. It was stretching out my underwear and sweatpants, and Brody could probably see it, but I didn’t care about that. My eyes were glued to the screen. When her bra and hands were high enough, her biggish boobs dropped suddenly, and we could see her nipples.
“Awesome!” I softly said.
She started playing with her boobs and nipples for a few moments as she smiled coyly at us.
“Close your mouths, boys,” she giggled as she wiggled her boobs.
“I… uhhh…” I stammered.
“Have fun together!” she said, smiling broadly.
Her hand went toward the screen, and a second later, we looked at a black frame on the monitor. I turned to look at Brody, and he looked absolutely stunned.
“Wow!” was all he said when he looked at me.
His hand went to his lap, and I saw him handle the obvious tent in his sweats. I also had to get more comfortable, so I adjusted myself.
“That was hot!” I said.
“Yeah. I got SO hard by looking at her,” Brody said as he kept his hand in his lap.
This was actually the first time we spoke openly about this stuff. Getting hard or jerking off were topics we usually avoided. We knew we jerked since I was the one that told Brody about it. But I only spoke about it in general terms and the mechanics involving it. And after that, neither of us mentioned it anymore.
“I uhh… yeah. Me too,” I admitted.
“Those tits! Man…”
“Maybe there are more women like this. Let’s try the next one!” I said and clicked on the ‘next’ button.
An old woman appeared, and she got mad at us for perving on old women. So I quickly clicked on ‘next’ again. The next one wasn’t much better. She was about my Mom’s age and said that we needed to talk to girls our own age.
This went on for a while. By now, my boner was gone, and I wasn’t having much fun anymore. So when we were cut off again, I told Brody, “This sucks ass, man!”
“Yeah. I was hoping to see more tits, but this is stupid.”
“Let’s do one more. And then we’ll boot the PlayStation, okay?”
When I clicked the button, it took a few seconds to connect. And when it joined, a black screen opened. We had this a few times earlier, and we both thought some fat potato farmer was watching and didn’t want us to see him.
So we looked at each other, and Brody said, “Let’s quit this shit, Nate.”
“Hi, boys!” a cheerful girlish voice said.
We looked at each other again with puzzled looks. She sounded cool, so I said, “Uhh… hi! We… uhm… we can’t see you.”
“I know. It’s something stupid with this site. Since I’m underaged, they’ll ban me if I’m here too often.”
“Oh…” I said, lost for words.
“Why do you come here then?” Brody asked.
Brody has always been better at talking to girls than me, so I figured letting him do the talking was the wisest.
“To meet some cool, good-looking boys,” she said. And after a dramatic pause, “Like you two!”
Brody smiled wickedly at the camera. But I didn’t fall for this one. This could still be somebody with a voice changer or some shit like that. But Brody beat me to it when he asked, “Thanks! But we don’t know if you’re cute or not.”
“Fair enough. Let’s change to Zoom or Skype. You know how to do that?”
“Hey! You just said we’re cool! Of course we know how to do that. Otherwise, we wouldn’t be this cool, would we?” Brody smoothly replied.
She gave us her Zoom handle, and we agreed to switch to that. When I closed the site, Brody said, “If she’s some old fart or young girl, we quit right away, kay?”
“Of course! But she, you know… sounded like she was our age.”
“Yeah, she did. But still…” he said, his eyes widening when he looked at the screen.
I turned my head to look too, and it was apparent why he looked that way. On-screen, a beautiful girl of approximately our age was smiling at us. She was dressed in a tight, pink T-shirt which accentuated her round boobs. Her shoulder-length blonde hair hung loose around her face, and her curls made her look fantastic. But because of her hair, I couldn’t judge her age correctly.
The background was one of the stock backgrounds from Zoom. Brody and I figured the background didn’t matter, so we didn’t select any filters or anything.
“Hi, guys! I’m Mandy,” she said.
“Nathan,” I said, followed by Brody’s, “I’m Brody.”
We chatted a bit and learned she was halfway across the country from us on the west coast. She was thirteen, almost fourteen, and said she didn’t have many friends. Her dad was some rich guy, and they had to move around a lot because of his job. And because of the risk of her being taken hostage, she was always surrounded by bodyguards. This combination didn’t work well in making friends. At least, not according to Mandy.
Out of the blue, she said, “You look really cute!”
“Who? Me?” I asked.
“Both of you! You’ve got a cute face,” she said as she looked at Brody. Then she turned to me and said, “And you look like you’ve been working out a lot!”
“Thanks!” I sheepishly said.
“Take off your shirt and show me your muscles,” she asked as if it was the most normal thing to ask.
This caught me a bit off-guard, but Brody did some quick thinking and said, “We’ll both take off our shirts if you do too.”
I saw his smug grin and knew he put her back in her spot. But to my big surprise, and judging by Brody’s face, he was just as surprised, she said, “Okay. Cool! Just a sec.”
Her screen went black, and as it did, we quickly glanced wide-eyed at each other. A few moments later, her camera returned online, and she had removed her shirt. She smiled at us, and her white, blue-dotted bra showed off her well-shaped boobs.
“Cat got your tongue?” she asked, now with a smug grin of her own.
“I uhh…” I stammered.
Next to me, Brody wasn’t wasting any time and took off his shirt. His underdeveloped chest made me proud, and I wanted to show off my muscles to this hot girl. So I also took off my shirt and threw it next to the bed.
“Oohh… nice!” she purred as she looked at us.
“You’re not too bad yourself,” Brody said all studly.
She openly checked me out and asked, “Do you work out, Nathan?”
“Call me Nate. And no, I play a few sports, so I’m kind of a natural,” I boasted.
I could feel Brody’s pride being cracked beside me. I didn’t do this intentionally, but it was nice to impress this girl. But he wouldn’t be put into a corner, so as he pointed toward his crotch, he said, “Yeah… he’s got something to compensate. I don’t…”
He was bigger than me down there. That was a fact. And despite my raging hormones, I saw the humor in his comment. But my heart skipped a beat when Mandy said, “Oh really? Guess we have to check it out then!”
“W… we do?” Brody croaked.
“Oh yeah… Why do you think I’m camming? I want to have fun. Real fun!”
“But I… uhh..” I said as I nervously rubbed the back of my head.
“Oh! I see… but this isn’t a one-way street, guys!”
“You want us to whip out our dicks?” Brody asked, trying to sound all tough.
“I wouldn’t mind,” she giggled, “but just seeing the bulges in your boxers would be fine.”
I let this sink in for a moment. I wouldn’t mind showing my boxers to her. Especially considering she’d probably show something too. But when she said after a few seconds, “For now…” I wasn’t that confident anymore.
But right after she said that Brody started moving next to me. He was taking off his sweats and looked at me with a smile that I couldn’t place. Was this his daring side that didn’t want to chicken out? Did he want to outdo me? Was he horny?
All I knew was that I wasn’t going to be outsmarted by him. So I didn’t wait any longer and slipped out of my sweats, ditching my socks as my pants came off.
“So now what?” Brody asked as we looked at her broadly smiling face.
“Sit close to each other and point the camera there.”
We did just that, and as I looked down, it couldn’t be missed that we were both hard. Our boxers were tented out, and it wasn’t difficult to see whose dick was longer.
“Hmmm…” Mandy said, pretending to think, “I like you both. A lot! But it seems that Brody is indeed more muscular, which I like a lot. But Nathan is clearly a bit longer. Sorry, but no winner, guys!”
Brody smiled, but so did I. A longer dick only helps in the bedroom. But you have to get inside that bedroom first. Being muscular is what chicks liked, and I could see this when I took my shirt off. That way, it would be easier to get into her bedroom. And after that, it wouldn’t matter too much since I wasn’t exactly small down there either.
We sat back down, and our upper half was in the frame again. Mandy smiled wickedly and said, “You guys are fun!”
“You aren’t too bad yourself,” Brody replied smoothly again.
She looked thoughtfully, and after a couple of moments, she asked, “You know what the cam games are?”
I looked over at Brody, and we both shrugged. So I said, “No. It doesn’t ring a bell.”
“It’s a game where you’ll have to do a couple of challenges to gain points. In the beginning, these challenges are pretty tame. But the more challenges you do, the more… interesting it gets.”
“Okay…” Brody said with doubt in his voice, representing my feelings about this game.
“Look at it like a game of truth or dare, but without the truth part. Most of the time, you play just for points, but if you’re interested in playing with me, I can send you Amazon gift cards instead of points when you complete a challenge.”
“I uhh…” I said, not sure what to think of it.
But next to me, Brody said, “Sure! Sounds like fun. How much are we talking about?”
“How about fifty bucks for each completed challenge?”
“Fifty bucks!?” I exclaimed.
“Yeah. Why not? You’re cute, it’s lots of fun, and it’s not like I can’t afford it. Daddy will pay for everything I ask him to.”
“Okay. Cool,” I said, “when do we start with the challenge?”
“How about tonight?”
Brody looked at me, and when he saw me shrug, he said, “Sure! But how do we know it’s for real?”
Mandy smiled and said, “If you show me your dicks, I’ll send a twenty-dollar card.”
“Our dicks?” I asked, a bit surprised.
But it started to make sense now. She wasn’t giving us free money. We had to do something to earn it. And she said that the challenge would be ‘interesting,’ and it was suddenly clear how interesting.
She must’ve noticed our hesitations because she added, “If you do it, you’ll get the gift card, and I’ll show you my boobs. That way, you’ll know I’m serious.”
“Deal!” Brody said without asking me.
Of course he didn’t have to ask because there was no way I’d give up on seeing real boobs on a girl. But we were also taught to not show this stuff online. This might end up online and haunt us for the rest of our lives. But boobs…
“You won’t post this online, will you?”
“Of course not! It’s just the three of us. I just wanna have fun, remember?”
“Who’s first?” Brody asked.
Mandy’s screen was dark again, and I could feel my boner twitch from anticipation. I was going to see boobs!! And in the back of my mind, I was a bit excited about seeing Brody’s dick. I was curious what it looked like after all these years.
Her picture returned, and I was treated with the hottest thing I ever saw up until then. Mandy smiled at us with her small chest pushed forward. I had absolutely no clue about cup sizes back then, but looking back, I guess she had a big A, small B cup.
My hardon was twitching wildly inside my boxers, and the movement in the corner of my eyes confirmed that Brody had the same problem. But damn! That girl looked hot, and she was showing off just for us!
“Your turn, boys,” she said with an excited undertone in her voice.
Brody got to his knees and grabbed the laptop’s screen to point down the webcam. I kept sitting on my feet, still doubting if this was the right thing to do.
Brody looked back at me over his shoulder and said, “Come on, dude!”
“You sure?” I asked softly.
“She’s showing us her tits. And there’s twenty bucks coming our way. Don’t wuss out now, man!”
I was still hesitant but knew Brody was right. I didn’t want to be the pussy that gave up such an opportunity. So I got to my knees and sat close to my best friend. Our hips touched, and I could see our boxer-clad midsection in the webcam frame.
“Ready?” Brody asked.
“Oh yeah… show me the money!” was Mandy’s excited reply.
Brody acted first and started pulling down his boxers at his hip. I started pulling at my own but kept my eyes locked on Brody’s front. A couple of moments later, his cut boner sprang free and bobbed up and down in front of him.
It looked longer than mine but also a little thinner. His dickhead was small and pointy, whereas mine was thick and blunt.
The moment my boner was released, and I looked down at both of them, I saw that I was indeed shorter but much thicker. Brody’s pubes were more prominent than mine and covered almost all of his pubic bone, whereas mine was just a tiny but dark patch above my dick. Our boners were moving up and down with our heartbeat, and I couldn’t deny how much I liked the view of our hard cocks next to each other.
“Wow…” Mandy whispered.
We sat like this for a few seconds, unsure what to do. My right arm hung behind Brody, and I almost touched his butt. The ‘gay thing’ was still an issue to me, so I lay my hand on his right hip. Immediately, Brody copied my action and laid his left hand on my left hip. We kept each other balanced this way, and it felt amazing to hold on to my best friend’s naked body.
“You look great, guys! Can’t wait ‘till this evening.”
Somehow, this was our cue to pull up our boxers. Mandy didn’t react, so I changed the angle of the screen so our faces were visible again.
“You don’t look too bad yourself,” I said in an attempt to be as smooth as Brody, but I quickly realized that I failed miserably.
“Gotta go. Daddy will be home soon. The gift cards are coming in a minute. Back at eleven?”
“Eleven it is,” Brody said.
“Later!” I said.
“Later, guys!” Mandy said, and her hand went to her keyboard.
Her screen went dark, and Brody and I looked at each other. Without saying anything, we immediately started giggling like little girls.
After the silliness was done, I said, “Damn! She was hot!”
“I’d do her here and now!” Brody said, acting all tough.
At that moment, both our phones beeped. I grabbed mine and looked at the push message. It read that I received an Amazon gift card worth twenty dollars.
“She already sent it to me,” Brody said.
“Yeah… Me too.”
We were quiet for a few moments, and my boner was twitching like crazy. I couldn’t get the image of her freaking hot boobs and Brody’s long, slim boner from my mind.
“This was… hot…” Brody softly said.
I rubbed my hand through my hair and said, “She looks fucking hot! I mean… those tits! Man…”
After a little more silence, Brody said, “If I was alone now, I’d jerk off in under a minute.”
I chuckled at that and replied, “Under half a minute!”
“What?” I replied, feeling the tension rise.
“Do you wanna jerk together? I mean… I really need it…” Brody said with an urgency in his voice I couldn’t place.
But I was leaking loads of precum and needed to get off too, so I whispered, “Me too…”
“Let’s lay down,” Brody said and got on my bed.
I laid down on the bed and looked to my right, where Brody was lying. He looked at me for the first time since we started this and looked insecure.
I was as horny as I ever was. I probably wasn’t thinking clearly because of that, but I didn’t want to wait any longer. And since Brody saw my dick a few minutes ago, I was no longer afraid to pull down my boxers. So I did just that, and with an obscene sound, my hardon slapped against my belly. Brody looked down at my exposed boner but didn’t make a move yet.
“You’ve got a good one, Dude,” he said.
I looked at him and was lost for anything else to say. So I said, “Thanks!”
“Sorry, I said that with Mandy. It was… you know…”
“I really don’t care! It was fucking hot. And now, I really need to…” I said and gripped my hardon in my fist.
Brody got the hint and started to move. He slid down his boxers, and I loved how big it looked on his small frame. But I was so worked up by now that almost anything would turn me on. So I blamed it on that.
Not that I cared. I needed to get off, so I slowly started stroking myself. I heard Brody’s boxers hit the floor, and he gripped his dick, my eyes glued between his legs. His technique was about the same as mine. Only he turned his wrist a little right before he reached the tip of his cock. When he moved back down, his wrist turned back.
“This is hot…” Brody said between his pants.
“Oh yeah…” I panted, “You do it the same as me…”
“I see that… ahh…”
I had my eyes locked on Brody’s beating hand. And as I quickly glanced at him because this might be gay, I immediately learned he did precisely the same as me.
“I… ohhh… sometimes play with my balls…” Brody panted and brought his left hand into play.
This meant his elbow touched my side, but he didn’t react. I let out a soft, involuntary moan and tried to focus on his left hand. He started toying with his balls, which I never did while jacking off. So I figured I should try that too, and the moment I cupped my balls, I moaned again.
“Feels… oohhh… good, huh!?”
“Oh yeah!” I replied, not taking my eyes off his shiny dickhead every time it stuck out of his fist.
“I’m… hmmm… close, Dude!”
“Ohhh… me too!” I replied as my balls started tingling more intensely than they ever did before.
“Here… aaaaahhhhh!!” Brody hissed.
I looked wide-eyed at his dick as spurts of cum started shooting from its tip. The first one flew out with such force it hit him on his chin. The next hit me on my arm, and the warm liquid, combined with my heavily panting and cumming friend, pushed me over the edge.
“Aahhh!!” I groaned and had to close my eyes as the intensity of my cum overwhelmed me.
Shot after shot landed on my chest and belly, and feeling the warmth and softness of my best friend’s body next to me, was both comforting and hot as fuck. I never came so much and hard in my life before.
“Fucking hell…” Brody whispered.
“That was great, Nate. I’m glad you wanted to do this now. Otherwise, I would’ve probably exploded,” Brody chuckled.
“Yeah… I couldn’t get Mandy out of my head, man,” I lied.
“Uhhh… yeah. Right! Her tits are amazing. Can’t wait to see her pussy. You think she’ll show us?”
“Dunno. Sure hope so!”
I reached beneath my bed and grabbed the towel I kept there. I wiped myself and tried not to look too obviously at Brody. But seeing his softening dick lying on his thigh, pointing toward me, and his glistening cum on his body was hotter than I wanted it to be.
I hesitated slightly about what to do with the glob of his cum that had landed on my arm. Obviously, I knew how my cum tasted. But I was curious as hell about another boy’s cum. Did it have the same texture as mine? Was it just as sticky? Did it taste the same?
But there was no way I could do this without Brody noticing. So I wiped it off just as I did with the rest and handed Brody the towel.
“Thanks,” he said and started cleaning himself.
While wiping his chest and belly, he asked, “What do you think these challenges are? I mean… if she’s willing to pay money, I’m guessing it won’t be just showing our dicks and pulling a stupid face.”
“Dunno,” I shrugged, “I guess we have to stupid things with our dicks out. Like running around, bouncing it up and down, showing our asses, that sort of stuff. Maybe jack it a little in front of the camera.”
“And would you do that if she’d ask?”
I was quiet for a moment to give Brody the impression I was thinking about it. Then I looked openly at his dick and said, “Yeah. I think I will. I mean… I never thought that jacking together would be so much fun. And we get paid to do it this way. But we need to convince her to show how she does it. I’m not only in it for the money, you know?”
“Yeah. Me too. And you’re right! This was pretty neat…”
I didn’t want to make it weird, so I pulled up my boxers that were still around my ankles and got up. The ruffling behind me told me Brody was doing the same. But when I turned around as I was pulling up my sweats, Brody was facing me, and his dick hung over the waistband of his boxers. After a long moment, he eventually pulled at the waistband, and his dick disappeared from view.
Was he showing off? Or did I read into something that wasn’t there? This was getting confusing, but I couldn’t deny I was much more interested in my friend than I was this morning.
“Let’s… you know… make a deal.”
“Yeah. Mandy is hot, and we both wanna…. I dunno… impress her. But let’s face it. We’re never gonna meet her in real life.”
“Why don’t we try to not outdo the other. It’s fun for both of us. And if we stop treating it like… you know… a battle, I think it’s even more fun!”
I was glad he said this. I didn’t know how to bring it up, but I thought the same. So I playfully bumped him on his shoulder and said, “Deal! We’re a team here, so let’s work it out together.”
We both got dressed, headed down and booted the PlayStation. I didn’t want to talk about it, and Brody also seemed to avoid the subject, so we were up for a lot of shooting and shouting in front of the tv.
End of part one
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