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The Cam Games – Part two

The Cam Games
by
Jason Crow

The Cam Games – Part two

“You sure they’re asleep?” Brody asked as we quietly crept out of bed and booted the laptop.

“Yeah. Mom probably took her sleeping pills, and Dad never gets up once he’s in bed.”

“Cool!”

We had decided to ditch our shirts but kept our sweats and underwear on. We didn’t want to make it too easy for Mandy.

“Hey, guys!” Mandy said enthusiastically when our Zoom session came online, and she openly checked us out, “Looking good!”

She was in a hot red bra laced around the edges and looked smoking hot! Her broad smile, as she checked us out made her look even sexier.

“Hey, you! What’s with the bra?” Brody asked.

Mandy laughed and said, “You’ll have to earn that one, guys.”

“Fair enough,” I said.

“What kind of challenges do you have in mind? Nathan and I have been talking about it, and we’re curious…”

“I’ll let you know in a minute. Just know you can each earn fifty bucks when you complete one.”

“Yeah… You said so earlier. But if I have to stick my dick in a meat grinder for that, it won’t be worth fifty bucks. You know what I mean?”

“Duh! But don’t worry. I promise it won’t be anything like that!” Mandy said, “Tell you what… why don’t we start out with the first challenge. This one is simple. Get completely naked and show me.”

I looked at Brody, and he simply nodded. Brody said, “Sure! We’ll do that. But only if you take off your bra and show us your tits.”

“Oh!? Is that all?” Mandy smiled, and her screen went black.

I didn’t know why she had to turn off her camera to remove clothes, but frankly, I didn’t care. When she came back online, she was topless again, and I heard both Brody and myself softly suck in a breath. We ditched our sweats, and moments later, I was eyeing Brody’s boner again, and I could see he was doing the same.

“Stand up and back a little. I can’t see you this way.”

Brody and I got to our feet and made sure to stand in the frame. With our hips touching, we stood there, and I placed my left arm over Brody’s shoulder. Now we were standing there almost in the same position as yesterday. Mandy looked pleased and almost purred when she said, “Yes! Nice…”

“We’re done?” I asked.

“Almost. Now you have to grab your dick and give it a couple of tugs as if you’re jerking off.”

This time, I didn’t hesitate. My right hand gripped my boner, and I slowly slid it up and down over my rock-hard pole. It was sexy as fuck to do this in front of this hot girl and with my best friend’s body touching mine. I looked down at the action, and seeing both of us jack slowly, showing off our nude bodies, sent shivers down my spine.

“Fucking hot, guys!”

I was already feeling the familiar build-up. I wasn’t close or anything, but I wouldn’t last very long, either. So I asked, “Do we need to go, like… all the way?”

“No. This is fine. You can stop now. Challenge completed!”

“Already?” Brody asked.

“Yep! I’ll send you the first cards now.”

Moments later, the buzzing of our phones confirmed the arrival of the cards. This was easy! And I was getting used to being naked. And since Brody didn’t bother with getting dressed, neither did I.

Without wanting to sound too eager, I asked, “Are there more challenges?”

“Sure! Ready for more?” Mandy asked.

“Bring it on!” I said, and Brody just nodded.

“Listen up. I already warned you about the challenges. So don’t freak out, okay?”

“Uh, oh…” Brody said, overly exaggerating his worries.

But to be honest, I was a bit anxious about what she was planning. So I had my guard still up as I waited for her to tell us about our next assignment.

“You guys need to face each other, and…” her dramatic pause was more comical than it made me anxious. But when she said, “Jerk each other for thirty seconds while you make out,” my heart skipped a beat.

“What?” I asked, a little too loud.

“Don’t worry, Bro!” Brody said and smiled warmly, “We’ve got this!”

He turned to his right to face me, and the camera faced his left side. My heart was in my throat from excitement, but I didn’t want to let on that I actually wanted to know what it was like to be jerked.

“Alright… I guess…” I said, acting insecure and turning to face him.

Brody looked me in my eyes, and a mischievous twinkle in his eyes was all the encouragement I needed.

“Go for it,” Mandy said softly.

A second later, it was almost as if a shot of electricity hit me on my dick. I wasn’t prepared for this sensation but couldn’t suppress a low moan when Brody’s fingers wrapped around my shaft.

“It’s warm…” Brody whispered.

This was the first time since I was a toddler that someone else touched my dick. And the great tingles that spread throughout my lower body were so mind-blowing that the mental block I had with touching another boy’s dick completely vanished.

So I tentatively reached out with my right hand. My fingers brushed Brody’s dickhead, and he sharply sucked in a breath. But the spongy and pointy tip of his cock was so interesting that I didn’t want to stop there. I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and was amazed at how hard and, at the same time, soft it felt in my fingers.

This was something I never realized when I gripped my own cock. Sure, it was hard. But the soft skin surrounding it was always ‘just there’ and went unnoticed. As I was feeling him up, the fact that he was a little thinner but longer than me was immediately clear. But other than that, his dick felt remarkably the same as mine. And I LOVED feeling him sliding up and down in my fist.

“This is hot! But you also have to make out, guys…” Mandy softly said.

At this point, I didn’t care if making out with Brody was gay or not. I was horny. His hand on my cock was hot, and jerking him was maybe even hotter. So I looked him in his eyes, and the way he looked at me told me he was in the same place as I was.

I tilted my head to the right, and another bolt of electricity shot through my body when our lips touched. Focusing on jerking and kissing him simultaneously was difficult, so I decided to focus on our first kiss. The sensations on my dick were there, no matter what. And I could always jerk off after this. But kissing was something we’d never do if we weren’t ‘forced’ like this.

Right before we started kissing, I saw the clock in the corner of the screen. And in my head, I mentally started counting down from thirty. I liked doing this SO MUCH, but I didn’t want to give Mandy more than she’d pay for.

About fifteen seconds in, Brody’s lips parted, and his tongue pressed against my lips. I instinctively opened my mouth and pushed against his tongue with mine. If I thought kissing and jerking was amazing, Frenching and jerking was infinitely better!

Brody and I moaned into each other’s mouths. His fist was now massaging my dickhead, and a tingle shot from my balls to my asshole. I wasn’t cumming yet. Far from it, amazingly. But this tingle in my balls almost felt the same.

My inner countdown was at zero, but I didn’t want to quit yet. So we went at it for another five seconds before I reluctantly pulled back. I opened my eyes, and after Brody opened his, we looked deep into each other’s eyes for a moment. His eyes got a wicked look as our heads moved away from each other.

There was the sticky fluid I knew well by now between my fingers. Only this time, it didn’t come from my dick. After a moment of hesitation, I rubbed it between my thumb and index finger and stuck it in my mouth. Both Mandy and Brody were looking at each other, so I figured I wouldn’t be noticed doing this.

Brody’s cum tasted almost exactly the same as mine. But the naughtiness of having my friend’s precum in my mouth added another level to the experience.

“How did we do?” Brody asked Mandy, and he was panting from the intensity of what we just did.

“Another fifty bucks for the two of you! Well deserved, guys!”

Two pings from our phones confirmed the arrival of the cards. I wasn’t going to say this, but I wouldn’t mind doing these things without being paid.

“What’s next?” I heard myself hoarsely ask.

“Uhh…” Mandy said, “You’ll have to…”

Her pause was getting on my nerves, so I said, “Just spit it out.”

“Look. I’ll double the gift cards. So it’s a hundred bucks for each of you.”

“Do we have to kill someone?” Brody asked with a broad smile.

In the corner of my eye, I saw him scratch his balls absentmindedly, and a drop of precum was hanging from the tip of his slightly softening boner. But the fact that Mandy was willing to pay us double worried me a little.

“Of course not, silly,” she giggled, “you each have to…” she cleared her throat and said, “Give the other a thirty-second blowjob.”

My heart stopped beating for a second when I heard this. Did I have to put Brody’s dick in my mouth? What if it tasted like piss? But then again… I’d have my first-ever blowjob too… But this was definitely gay…

This was all a bit of a mindfuck. But when Brody said without hesitation, “Okay. We’ll do that,” butterflies filled my belly.

I could only nod at the camera, but Brody kept talking, “But you’ll have to show us how you finger yourself!”

“Deal!”

Her screen went black, and Brody whispered in my ear, “This will be SO hot! We’ll see her pussy!”

“Yeah…” I timidly replied.

Seeing her fingering her pussy would be hot, and I’d sign up for that at any time. But sucking off my best friend was more on top of my mind now. Seeing how Brody reacted to all of this was both unexpected and comforting. Apparently, he wasn’t concerned with sucking each other off being gay. And he also didn’t make it a secret that he liked what we did. I was thrilled that I wasn’t the only one enjoying what we did.

We simultaneously sucked in a breath when her camera came back online. We were looking at the middle section of her body. At the top, her boobs were still almost entirely showing, and the image ended a bit below her butt.

She had spread her legs and parted her lips with her fingers. The index finger of her right hand was rubbing the top of her slit. Because of that, we couldn’t clearly see it, but it was evident she was rubbing her clit.

“Wow… That’s fucking awesome!” Brody said softly.

“I’ll keep doing this while you do your part. Maybe I’ll even cum from watching you…” she said seductively.

“I’ll go first,” Brody said and didn’t leave room for arguing as he knelt down in front of me.

“Who will be timing?” I asked as my heart tried beating out of my chest.

“You’ll do it. I’ll be too busy here.”

I grabbed my phone and opened the timer. I set it to thirty seconds and hovered my thumb above the start button. I looked down at Brody sitting at my feet. He looked up at me, and a look of horniness and anticipation oozed from his face. My dick twitched hard from watching this, and I couldn’t wait for my dick to disappear into his mouth.

Brody looked at the screen and asked, “Can you see it all this way?”

“Ohh yesss… I can see it, alright. Ready when you are!”

Brody looked up at me again and, without hesitation, grabbed my dick at its base and pointed it toward his mouth.

“Three, two, one…” I said and pressed start.

But I never took my eyes off Brody’s face during this countdown. It was as if I watched him move in slow motion as he opened his mouth and moved his head forward. All I could hear was the beating of my heart, and all I could see were his lips as they wrapped themselves around my glans.

The warmth surrounding my cock as his lips moved further down was unexpected but extremely pleasant. I briefly tore my eyes away from his lips and looked at his eyes. He looked deep into mine as he took more and more of my cock in his mouth, and a twinkle in the corner of his eye told me he enjoyed this tremendously.

26… 25… I kept an eye on the timer as I felt a drop of precum leave the tip of my dick. I was worried that this would put off Brody, but when a moan resonated on my dick, and he kept going, I knew he was fine with it.

The tip of my dick touched the top of Brody’s mouth, and he must’ve been running out of throat quickly. That much registered in my brain. 22… 21… Brody’s nose touched my pubes, and it was now obvious my whole cock fit inside his mouth. He didn’t gag or anything, and the warm moist surrounding my dick was better than anything I could ever imagine at that time.

He started moving his head back, and my dick started sliding out. His teeth briefly touched my shaft, but it was nowhere near painful. I read stories about it being painful, but Brody knew he had to be careful. It was barely there, but it was actually kind of a turn-on.

18… 17… my dick was now almost completely visible again, and only my dickhead was still inside my best friend’s mouth.

Brody’s eyes moved down from mine, and he started focusing on my shaft and pubes. 15… 14… Brody sucked a little but moved his head forward to let me back in completely. As he did this, his tongue lapped over the underside of my glans and later my shaft.

“Ooohhhh…” I moaned as I had a hard time focusing on the timer.

“Fucking hot, guys…” Mandy softly said.

In the corner of my eyes, I saw she was still busy fingering herself. But despite what I expected earlier, I wasn’t that interested in that at the moment. Looking down at my cock sliding in and out of my best friend’s mouth was far more fascinating.

11… 10… I had a difficult time holding still. My hips wanted to push forward and drive my throbbing cock deep into this wonderful place. But I knew better than to do that. Instead, I kept moaning and groaning softly, urged on by the slobbering sounds of my sucking friend and the moans of the fingering girl on the monitor.

Brody gripped one of my ass cheeks and pushed me deeper into his mouth. 7… 6… my dick hit the back of his throat and slid into something tight. But Brody immediately pulled back, and I could see his eyes water. But he kept on going like nothing had happened.

4… 3… as his hand still gripped my ass, his other hand grabbed my balls and gently started toying with them. “Oh, fuck! This is hot…” Mandy murmured, but I couldn’t care less. I wasn’t close to cumming, but it wasn’t far away either. But the great thing was that it almost felt like I was cumming the entire time Brody sucked me off.

Brody was bobbing up and down as the timer approached zero. 1… 0… I hesitated a moment, but this had to be fair, so I tapped him on his head, and he pulled back.

The hand that was cupping my balls grabbed my dick by its base, and my dick left his mouth completely. It was covered with spit and glistening in the light of the monitor.

Brody looked up at me and smiled broadly. As he let go of my dick, he said, “My turn!”

We were still looking at Mandy’s pussy with her fingers working the insides of her folds. It was hot to watch, but I wanted to know what it was like to have my friend’s throbbing cock in my mouth. Mandy moaned softly and said, “Keep going! I’m getting close…”

This snapped us out of our trance, and I dropped to my knees as Brody stood to his feet. We didn’t do this deliberately, but it must’ve been a funny sight to watch.

In front of my face, Brody’s dick pointed upward, slightly bouncing up and down with each heartbeat. Seeing it up close made me realize that his dick didn’t look that different from mine. Sure, it was a little longer, but the blue vein on top looked like mine. The place where his dickhead met his shaft was a little longer, but other than that, it looked like mine. His pubes were a little denser than mine but not much different. His pointy dickhead was actually the biggest difference from me. Mine was blunt and broad. His was slender and pointy.

This observation took me just a few moments, and Brody’s “Ready?” above me was my cue to finally get started. I was a little scared the taste would put me off, but judging by how Brody reacted to me, I was less afraid than when we just started.

I reached out with my hand, and my fingers trembled when they gripped my friend’s dick by its base. While Brody kept looking at me as he slipped his mouth over my dick, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the rigid pole jutting from his groin.

I opened my mouth and moved forward. The moment Brody finished the countdown, my lips touched his glans. Its soft, sponge-like texture was interesting, to say the least. My lips opened wider, and I moved my head forward to let him enter my mouth.

When my tongue touched the tip of his dick, I was pleased it didn’t taste like piss. Far from it! I actually liked how it tasted. More like… skin with a hint of saltiness. And when a drop of precum came out and hit my tastebuds, another shot of electricity shot through my body.

Brody softly counted down like I did, but I couldn’t care less. I’d suck him for as long as it took for him to cum. I wanted him to cum. I wanted to feel what it was like when he shot his cum down my throat. I wanted to feel his cock twitch and…

A soft moan shook me out of my trance, and I slowly but deliberately took more and more of him in my mouth. My tongue was lapping over and under his cockhead, and my lips moved over the veins of his hard dick.

Another big glob of precum came out, causing me to moan involuntarily. My fingers let go of his dick’s base, and my hand moved to cup his balls. My other hand grabbed him by his ass, and I marveled at the softness of his skin and the firmness of his muscles.

I hadn’t planned on deep-throating him, and the way Brody reacted when he tried it with me wasn’t exactly appealing either. But somehow, I needed to try. I read some stories online about blowjobs and how you needed to relax your throat, so I might as well try to put this into practice.

So when his tip was at the entrance of my throat, I inhaled deeply through my nose, tried to relax, and moved my head forward. His pointy tip entered my throat, and I had to suppress a gag reflex, but I quickly recovered. A minor popping sensation and another gag reflex confirmed he was in. This, combined with a loud moan from my friend, made me feel proud and powerful.

I gently squeezed his balls, and when my nose hit his pubic bone, and his pubes tickled my upper lip, It was clear this was it. Brody placed one hand on my head, and his pelvis started moving back. I assumed this was happening on instinct, but I would have none of this. I was in control here, not Brody. So my hand on his ass pushed him back, and he immediately got the idea. Within a heartbeat, he was completely inside me again.

I moved my head back and forth a few times, causing him to moan each time he entered me. But my throat started feeling sore after a while, so I moved back and let him slip from my mouth. His dick almost slapped against my nose, but I managed to grab its base before it slapped against his belly.

I started licking from his balls to his tip while I looked him in the eyes. The look on his face was one of pure lust. I had no experience at this point, but that look was clear as day. I kept on licking it like a popsicle when he whispered, “five… four…”

I didn’t hesitate and wrapped my lips around his head, and lapped furiously over his dickhead. I was once again treated with lots of precum, which I swallowed eagerly.

Moments later, he tapped me on my shoulder, but this didn’t register. I kept blowing him and loved every minute of it.

He tapped my shoulder again and softly said, “It’s time, Nate.”

Reluctantly, I pulled my head back and looked at the glistening boner of my best friend. I wanted more but needed to find a way to finish and where Brody would let me do it.

“That wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be,” I whispered as I got to my feet.

Brody gave me a knowing smile, and we looked at the webcam again. Mandy had moved the camera, and we were looking at her face again.

“Fucking hot, you guys! I came twice while watching you!”

“Glad to be of service,” Brody smiled, his boner still bouncing with the beating of his heart.

“There’s one thing left, right?” Mandy said with a wicked smile.

“What do ya mean?” I asked.

“The money shot…” was her simple reply.

“Oh…”

“Another fifty bucks when you jack and shoot so I can see it, but…”

“Uh oh…” Brody said.

“Since you two are SO good at this, I’ll make it a hundred bucks when you make the other cum…”

This comment lingered a bit. I knew I wanted this, and since we already crossed a lot of lines this evening, there was no way we’d give up on another hundred dollars. But I still didn’t want to look too eager, so I softly said, “I’ll do it if you’ll do it,” and looked at Brody.

He smiled broadly at me, softly squeezed his dick, and said, “Of course I’ll do it!”

We repositioned the camera and figured that the easiest way to it was, with what Brody called, a ‘Reach-around.’

As we proposed this, Mandy said, “I don’t care… As long as I can watch you cum.”

“Who’s first?” I asked.

“Do me first. I’m already on edge after you… you know…”

This was both awkward and a big ego boost at the same time. I mean… I was a great cocksucker, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to brag about it.

I handed Brody the towel, and he laid it on the bed in front of us. I checked out his tight ass when he bend over to grab it, and I liked how white and soft it looked.

Brody sat on his knees, and I scooted up behind him. With my right hand, I reached around him and grabbed his still-slippery cock. The hesitation there was earlier was now entirely out of the window.

I checked the camera to make sure Mandy could see it all. As I started sliding up and down, Brody whispered, “Get closer.”

So I did just that but made sure my cock stayed clear from his ass. It was challenging to find the correct rhythm, but my spit on his dick made it a lot easier to jack him off.

“Closer, Dude,” Brody whispered again after he moaned loudly.

His left hand reached back, grabbed my ass cheek, and pulled me closer. This made me almost lose my balance, but after a little clumsy back-and-forth movement, we were good. My whole body was pressed against Brody’s back, and my precum-leaking cock was trapped between our bodies.

My dick pointed upward, and the underside was nestled between my best friend’s ass cheeks. But sitting like this, I could properly grab his dick, and it was almost as if I was jacking myself this way.

“Ohhhh…” Brody moaned and pressed his body back against mine.

He laid his head on my left shoulder, and his breathing became ragged. A couple of deep and soft, “Oh.. yesss! Ohh… yesss! Ooohhh… yesssss!” Came from his throat, and his lower body started moving all over the place.

But I just kept on pumping his cock. His movement and the friction between our bodies was having its effect on my own cock, but my main focus was on getting off my best friend. And judging by his grunts and how he was now fucking my fist, it wouldn’t take him much longer.

“Oohh!!! I’m…. Ohhh… it’s…” Brody grunted.

I picked up the pace a little, but as soon as I did this, his fucking motion stopped, and his body froze. I felt his dick fatten in my hand, and a heartbeat later, it started twitching furiously. Under my fingers, I felt the first burst of cum shoot through his dick. Brody pressed his head firmly on my shoulder, and a loud hiss filled the room.

I kept pumping, and four more spurts left his dick before I slowed down my pace and gently milked him.

The pressure between our bodies was gone because Brody leaned forward to catch his breath, but I was extremely close to cumming. So close that I actually had to scoot back so Brody wouldn’t accidentally brush against my dick.

I looked at my hand, and there were a few globs of my friend’s clear, watery cum on there. So I made a point of showing it on camera, which made Mandy purr again from excitement.

After Brody got his breath back, he looked back at me and smiled hornily. “Fuck, Dude! That was good!”

I didn’t know how to respond, so I replied with a short, “Cool!”

“Your turn!” he said excitedly and moved over so I could take his spot.

“Go for it!” Mandy said.

Before I could react, Brody’s entire body pressed against my back. His sweaty chest was warm, and his stiff nipples poked against my skin. His semi-hard dick with drops of cum on it was pressed against my lower back, and his shaft was nestled between my cheeks. I fucking LOVED it!!

But when his hand sneaked over my right hip and wasted no time gripping my rigid cock, I heard myself moan.

His left hand and lower arm gripped my chest, and he pulled me firmer against him. I also had to lay my head on his shoulder this way, and when he whispered, “Cum for me,” into my ear, a shiver went through my entire body.

Feeling someone else work my tool like this was beyond everything I ever expected. Brody used almost the same technique as I did when I jacked myself. He focused on the tip but alternated this with long strokes over my shaft. And that twisting motion of his fist was terrific!

“Oh… oh… oh… OHHH…” I heard myself moan as I involuntarily started fucking his fist.

Brody didn’t change the pace or grip. He just kept stroking in a steady motion. Only his barely audible, “Yessss cum!” In my ear was a sign that he knew how close I was.

I’d usually speed up or grip myself firmer at this point. But now that I wasn’t in control, a whole new set of emotions shot through my body. I needed to cum, and I needed it badly. But there was no way I could influence this other than by begging. So I grunted a low “Faster,” but this didn’t make Brody do anything differently.

He kept stroking me slowly but firmly. Tingles shot all through my body by now, and with my right arm, I grabbed Brody’s head and pulled him close to me. But when his tongue started licking my ear, I lost it. The lack of control, the tingles, the build-up of the evening, and the closeness of my best friend pushed me into the end zone.

“AAAAHHHH…” I heard myself moan somewhere in the distance.

“Ah, yessss,” Brody moaned.

I usually kept stroking until the first shot came out, but Brody stopped right before that. This put me in some sort of no man’s land for a moment, more like what you’d expect in the eye of a tornado. I was completely over the moon, and my whole body was on edge, but everything froze for a second until my first spurt of watery cum, joined Brody’s on the towel.

Brody’s hand had left my torso and gripped me firmly by my balls. It didn’t hurt or anything, but it enhanced my orgasm significantly.

At least five spurts left my cock, until Brody finally slowed down his pace on my still throbbing cock. I had to lean forward to catch my breath, and the feeling of his hard cock against my lower back and ass caused my boner to twitch furiously again.

“Holy shit,” I grumbled, trying to catch my breath.

Brody held his hand in front of the camera, and Mandy said, “You guys earned every penny! This was SO fucking hot!!”

We simultaneously grumbled a “Thanks…”

“No need to be shy, guys!” Mandy said, “Thanks a lot for the show. I’ll get back to you for more, okay?”

I was a bit surprised by the sudden change in the atmosphere, but since we had both just gotten off, I guessed she had seen enough.

“Sure! Thanks for the fun game!” Brody said as he sat back down on the mattress, “…and the money.”

“You earned it. Bye!” Mandy said cheerfully, and her screen went black.

“Bye!” I said, still a bit out of breath.

Brody and I looked sheepishly at each other, and moments later, we burst out into silly giggling. I glanced down at Brody’s still-hard dick and noticed I was also still stiff as a board. Usually, after I came, my horniness was gone entirely, but looking at our naked bodies, I realized I was still worked up.

And as it turned out, so was Brody. I saw him looking at my cock as he absentmindedly toyed with his pubes. I felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders after what we did. I wasn’t afraid of being labeled as gay. Heck! I didn’t even know if I was gay or not! I just wanted to have fun.

So I reached out, grabbed Brody’s dick, and looked him in the eyes. “Mind if we have some more fun?” I asked.

I gently pushed Brody onto the mattress, and as I lowered my mouth around his hard cock, he put his hands on my head while I started deep-throating him for the second time that evening. But this was certainly not going to be the last time we had fun together.

* * *

On the other side of the country, the Zoom session was disconnected, and after a deep sigh, the headset came off.

“And? How was it?” a voice said as the sound of approaching footsteps got louder.

“This new deep fake shit is fucking amazing!” a middle-aged, slightly overweight man said as he started loosening his bright-green gimpsuit at his neck.

The man who approached the first checked the computer and said, “Just 640 bucks? What did you get?”

“Oh, I got plenty! If I’d pressed, I think these boys would even do it for free. But it would’ve taken too much time that way.”

“What do you think?” the first man asked.

“At least fifteen grand for this. Maybe more if we cut it at the right moments and make more clips out of it. And I think I might get them to do anal next time, so we might wanna wait for that.”

“Good! What’s next?”

“I’m working on a boy and a girl. Cousins, I think. They’re gonna be online in half an hour. So first, I’m gonna grab some coffee.”

“Sure. Good work! I’m gonna check with Dave. He was working on two girls. That looked promising too.”

“Later…”

The end

Copyright 2023 – Jason Crow
All rights reserved

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Author’s note:

I wrote this story because someone sent me three clips of two boys ‘having fun’ in front of a webcam. They seemed to enjoy themselves and had fun like I used to have with my friends when I was younger. Just innocent exploration of their sexuality. Only difference? They did it in front of a camera.

At first, I didn’t think much of it, but then I heard one of them say ‘Euros’ excitedly, and they started doing the next thing. It was in a language I didn’t understand, but it opened my eyes. Someone was paying them to do what they did! This eye-opener is the main reason I wanted to write this story.

So… I’m sorry for the dark-ish ending on this one, but I felt so stupid for falling for this. But I just know I’m not the only one. I’m not trying to be some over-sensitive moralist here, but since the stuff we read on this site isn’t exactly socially accepted, there might be a thin line here, and I feel obliged to speak up.

So… It’s okay to read or fantasize about all this, but when real kids are involved… you know what I mean.

Needless to say, I deleted the clips.

14

The Cam Games – Part one

The Cam Games
by
Jason Crow

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.

“Never!”

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.

“Sure…”

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!”

“Nate?”

“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.

“Holy shit!”

“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.

“Nate?”

“Sup?”

“Let’s… you know… make a deal.”

“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.”

“So?”

“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

Copyright 2023 – Jason Crow
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Sit realis ludos incipere

15

I Hate You! – Chapter 9

I Hate You! – Chapter 9

“But Mom…” I said when she avoided my question again.

“I don’t know, honey,” she said but was starting to open up a bit more now.

I knew this was the moment to keep pressing for more information. We needed it to find a way to make the final switchback, and Mom wasn’t as defensive as she usually was when the subject came up.

We sat at the table, eating breakfast together. Mom had to work the evening shift, but she thought it was important to eat together as a family as much as possible. Jake had managed to steer the conversation to our dad by talking about how we had an assignment in our science class. We needed to draw a family tree and the relationship we saw between DNA and social upbringing. It was a bullshit story, but Mom bought it.

“You and Dad are from Turkey. So we know we’ve got Turkish roots. But what region was Dad from? And his parents?” I asked.

“Uhm…” Mom started but looked very uncomfortable.

I glanced at Jake, and he shrugged when he saw me looking. But we needed to let Mom talk, so I kept my mouth shut.

“Well… uhm… actually… your dad isn’t from Turkey,” she said and looked very apologetic at us.

“What do you mean? You always said he was!” Jake replied.

“No, I didn’t. But I never denied it either.”

“But… why?” I asked, suddenly very curious about where this story would take us.

“You know Grandpa, right? He’s a bit… I don’t know… arrogant sometimes?”

“Arrogant?” Jake asked, surprised.

“Well, maybe not arrogant. More like… he thinks he’s important. But he considers himself rich and always wanted me to marry another rich guy. He arranged a marriage for me, but I really hated the guy from the moment I met him. So I needed to find a way out of that. I managed to talk him into sending me to the university in Istanbul to study. The plan was that we’d marry after I finished my education there. This was highly irregular at the time, but after some convincing from your grandmother, he agreed.”

She paused and took a sip from her coffee, switching her gaze between us. There were so many things I wanted to ask that I almost exploded. But I managed to keep my mouth shut and let Mom talk.

“In college, I met this amazing guy. Yusuf and I met in the cafeteria. And despite me holding him off a little and giving him the cold shoulder, he persisted and eventually sat at my table. We talked, and he made me laugh. A lot!” Mom said as a smile spread across her lips.

“And then what happened ?” Jake asked, obviously just as engrossed in the story as I was.

“He didn’t take no for an answer. He kept coming my way, and even when I told him about my marriage after finishing university, he kept talking to me. It didn’t take long for me to realize I was falling in love with him, but I never meant for this to happen. I knew I couldn’t help myself and tried hard to fight it. There were just too many issues with this, and it would make Grandpa SO mad!”

“What did you do?” Jake asked in the silence that followed.

“I tried avoiding him, but when Grandpa called me one evening and told me that I had proven my point, but that it was now time to stop this ‘university nonsense’ and that I had to come home, I went over to see Yusuf. He comforted me and told me everything would be alright. All I had to do was find a job to pay for the intuition myself, and my father couldn’t do anything about it that way.”

I saw Mom’s eyes had watered, and she blew her nose. I laid my hand on top of hers and squeezed it gently. “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to,” I softly said.

“No. No, it’s okay. It’s just… Well… as Yusuf kept holding me in his arms to make me feel safe, I looked into his eyes. Before I knew it, we were kissing. And that night… I… well… it’s probably the night you were made,” she softly said, blushing furiously as she looked at Jake.

“Oh wow!” we whispered simultaneously.

“Yeah. Obviously, I didn’t know it at the moment. But Yusuf was right. I didn’t need my father’s approval, nor his money. I was determined to make it work and finish my education. Yusuf lived off-campus in a small apartment and asked me to move in with him. This was a huge deal back then! An unmarried couple living together. But the costs were low, and I knew Grandpa would be mad as hell when he found out. I wanted him to feel that way because he needed to let me live my own life. But we managed to make it work, even though many of my friends back then disapproved.”

Mom took another sip from her coffee, and I noticed Jake and I were hanging on to every single word she said.

“When we found out I was pregnant, Yusuf was thrilled! He wanted us to get married and spend the rest of our lives together,” Mom smiled warmly and with a slight blush.

“That’s great! A lot of guys these days would run away in that situation,” I said, trying to encourage her to keep talking.

“I know. But there were two problems. First, Grandpa would never approve of this. That was mostly his problem, but it made me sad nevertheless. But the biggest problem was that Yusuf was an Egyptian refugee. He came to Turkey with his parents when the regime got so repressive that they could hardly live their lives any longer. And Yusuf still wasn’t an official Turkish citizen, so a marriage wasn’t an option yet.”

“Dad’s from Egypt?” Jake asked and looked wide-eyed at me, to which I responded with an overly surprised face.

“Yeah. He was one of the nicest people I had ever met, and I couldn’t care less about him being a refugee. After you were born,” Mom said as she looked at Jake, ”he was so helpful and protective! We were a small family in a tiny apartment, but we were happy. I didn’t call Grandpa to tell him he had become a grandfather. After he learned I didn’t want to come home and that I didn’t need his support, we lost touch. And I wasn’t going to be the one to reach out first. You can say we were both very stubborn at the time,” she said and smiled apologetically.

“At least now we know where you got it from,” Jake said with a big grin as he looked at me.

We all laughed at that. And I had to hand it to him. It was a good one. And quick. But I wanted to hear the whole story, so I asked, “What about school?”

“They helped me out a lot. I only missed a couple of classes and actually managed to finish my third year. Barely, but I managed. But by the time I found out I was pregnant with you,” and she looked at me when she said this, “Grandpa had found out what happened. He’d managed to track us down, and he contacted Yusuf.”

“Oh, oh…” Jake said dramatically.

“Yeah. At first, Yusuf stood up to him. But two months after Jakeem was born…” she paused for a second.

But before she could continue, Jake caught on and asked, “Jakeem?”

“Yes. Your official name is Jakeem. And yours is Kadya,” she said and paused again.

“Holy shit!” Jake said to no one in particular.

“Language!”

“But Mom!” he sputtered.

“I don’t care. You don’t swear in this house! I never used your real names when we moved here because that would’ve set you back too much,” Mom said, looking at the floor, “But now that everything is out in the open, you two might as well know your real names.”

“What happened after he was born?” I asked, desperately wanting to know how this ended.

“Out of the blue, he announced he’d had to leave me. I came home after class one day, and there he was. He was standing in the living room with a big duffel bag packed with his things. He didn’t say why or where he’d go. He kissed me once more, and then he was gone. I never saw him again.”

“But… Why?” I asked, feeling tears in my eyes as my mother started crying.

“A couple of years later, I learned Grandpa had paid him money to leave me. Yusuf wanted to return to Egypt and be a real Egyptian instead of a refugee, and this was his way out. At first, I hated my father for doing this. But the longer I thought about it, the more I hated Yusuf for leaving us like this.”

“Oh, Mom…” Jake sniffed and gave her a firm hug.

“Thanks, hon,” she smiled and hugged Jake back, “The last semester was hard. Thankfully, I had made a few friends, and they helped me out a lot with you guys, so I could study, take exams and write my thesis. The day before my graduation, my doorbell rang, and there were Grandpa and Grandma. Grandpa apologized a lot and was clearly very sorry about being such an old, stubborn idiot. It took us a while to get back to some form of normal, but the fact that he took the first step meant a lot! And I don’t hate him anymore,” she said with a weak smile.

“That’s a hell of a story, Mom! No wonder you didn’t wanna talk about it,” I said as I also hugged her.

“I should’ve told you guys way earlier. I’m so sorry!”

“Don’t be!” Jake said, “We get it, right, Jakeem?”

“Oh, stop it!” Mom giggled, “The rest, you know. We moved here after Grandpa helped me find a decent job, and the rest is history.”

“I’m SO proud of you, Mom!” I said, “You managed to do all this on your own and still give us a great life! You’re the best!”

Jake and I hugged Mom firmly, and we had an actual family moment I’ll never forget for the rest of my life. But when I glanced at the clock, we had to rush. Thankfully, Mom could drop us off at school, so we were there just in time for our first class.

We didn’t manage to talk to each other until we walked over to detention. Jake was taken to a ‘big emergency‘ with Joanne during recess in the girl’s room. Apparently, her boyfriend broke up with her, and drama Queen as she is, she said she wanted to hurt herself. I later learned that Jake had a difficult time in there keeping a straight face during all this drama.

So somehow, our friends had claimed us during the day, and now we had to be quick about it.

“I assume we head over to the library again?” Jake said.

I looked at him, smiled, and said, “Duh! I mean… we’re basically Egyptians! We need to check it out thoroughly!”

Jake nodded knowingly, and as we entered the detention room, Brian was again nowhere to be seen. Ah, well… not our problem.

Detention itself was uneventful, but my mind kept drifting off to what Mom told us. Dad wasn’t Turkish, but Egyptian! That fact alone didn’t rock my world. Okay, I was glad I knew about my roots now, but this put our body switch in a whole new perspective! There were two documented cases of something similar in Egypt. And, no matter how hard we looked, nowhere else in the world.

“Brian is so screwed!” Jake said as we left detention.

I looked at him as we left school and headed toward the library. He didn’t seem bothered by the story Mom told this morning. So I said, a bit annoyed, “I don’t give a shit about that asshole. I just wanna know how to get back inside my body! I miss my tits!”

“You don’t have to get mad at me!” Jake said defensively.

I thought for a second and realized he was right. But I was so determined to end this that I picked up the pace as we walked. I looked at Jake as he tried to keep up and said, “You’re right! I’m sorry. But now that we know about our Egyptian roots, I just have to know all about that!”

“Oh yeah… almost forgot about that!” Jake sheepishly said.

I looked at him and tried to see if he was serious. He looked serious enough, so I asked, “You forgot? I mean… wow! Are you okay with us being like this?”

Jake blushed and said, “I’m getting used to it. Of course! I miss my dick and my friends. But honestly, it isn’t bad being you.”

This caught me slightly off guard, and I thought about what he had said. And I felt myself blush as I said, “Guess you’re right. Being you isn’t bad, either. You’ve got a nice body, cool friends, and a nice dick. But I still wanna get back inside my own body, you know?”

“I guess I do too, but it isn’t that urgent to me,” Jake smiled. And as a wicked grin spread across his face, he added, “and the ‘stuff’ we did together was awesome!”

I giggled at this and softly said, “Yeah! We’re good at that together. I never thought I’d eat out a girl. Let alone myself!”

By now, we had reached the library and headed directly to the section where our documents were stored. I grabbed them, and Jake got the book. We spread it all out on a table in the corner where we had some privacy and scrolled through everything again. But this time, we knew some, or most of it, could apply to us. I realized I was reading every word intensely, and so was Jake.

“There!” I said, putting my finger on the words on the page, “It clearly states that the ‘strange behavior’ ended after they got married. It only returned occasionally after that, but they blame that on the moon cycle.”

“So… uhh… Do we need to get married? Jake asked apprehensively.

I looked at him and thought for a second. I knew this could only mean one thing. But I needed to be absolutely sure about it. So I evaded his question and said, “Let’s get to the bus. We’ve got everything we need. I don’t think there’s more in here that can help us. And I need to think about it.”

“Sure!” Jake said, and I was glad he didn’t press any further.

While riding home on the city bus, we managed to sit alone at the back. I was lost in my thoughts when Jake timidly asked, “It isn’t the marriage that makes it go away, is it?”

“No. I don’t think so, bro. Just think about it… What do people usually do on their wedding night…” I softly said and grabbed his hand.

“Yeah… but… Oh boy…”

“I know,” I replied, and we were quiet again.

As we were getting close to our stop, I looked at Jake and said, “Mom won’t be home until ten…”

“I know,” he said, and I found it very difficult to size him up about this.

We got off and walked home in silence. I unlocked the door, and we went inside. I realized that I started to bone up when I closed the door behind me.

“Let’s go to my room,” Jake said without any detectable emotion in his voice.

He walked upstairs ahead of me, and my eyes were glued to his fine-looking ass. I was stiff as a board and couldn’t deny I was getting horny from the idea of losing my virginity. It was weird losing it to my own brother in so many ways, but considering what we’ve done already, it was just a small step.

We stepped into his room, and we just looked at each other. Jake’s eyes went down to my crotch, where my boner probably couldn’t be missed. Jake seemed to be extremely nervous and fragile, and I felt sorry for him. So I softly said, “If you don’t wanna do this, we’ll keep looking for another way.”

Jake looked back at me with the most loving eyes I ever saw, and he replied, “That’s really nice, K. But I want this to be over as much as you do. I’m just… nervous, you know?”

“Yeah… me too,” and in the awkward silence that followed, I said, “But hey! Look at it this way. Even if it is only half as good as the other stuff we did…”

That brought a smile to our faces, and I felt a bit of the tension wash away. But since neither of us made a move, I asked, “How do we do this?”

“I… uhh… do we, you know… get naked and on the bed?” Jake shrugged.

So we did just that. We unceremoniously undressed, lied on the bed next to each other and looked at the ceiling. My dick was throbbing between my legs, and a little precum was oozing out.

“Do we need, like, foreplay or anything?” Jake asked as he turned his head to look at me.

“Dunno,” I said and looked down between my legs, where my dick was sticking up proudly.

Jake chuckled when he also looked down. “Guess not!”

“What about you?” I asked.

“Me neither. I’m sopping wet down there. But I read online about, you know, like… the first time, and they mentioned how foreplay enhances the experience.”

“We’re not going to have sex for the same reason most people do…” I stated and was getting hornier by the minute.

“I know, but…” Jake started.

I decided to get this show on the road and moved over between Jake’s legs. I gently spread them, sat on my knees with my ass on my feet, and looked down at my brother.

“This is SO weird,” I said but grinned widely from anticipation.

“Yeah. Never thought I’d ever say this, but… Fuck me!”

We both burst out into laughter. It was both the nervousness and the idea of losing our virginities, but this took enough of the edge off for me. I scooted forward, grabbed my dick at its base, and pointed it down. By now, it was almost touching Jake’s pussy. We looked deep into each other’s eyes, and barely above a whisper, I asked, “Ready?”

Jake simply nodded, and I could see him swallow. My fingers were trembling, and as if in slow motion, I saw the tip of my dick move toward Jake’s pussy.

The moment my dickhead touched the entrance of Jake’s pussy, something magical happened. In front of me, I saw my body with Jake in it, lying on the bed, and in a sort of second, slightly blurry image, I saw Jake’s body with me in it.

In a reflex, I pulled back and looked at Jake. His eyes were wide as saucers, and I must’ve looked just as surprised since Jake asked, “You saw that too??”

“Holy shit!” I exclaimed.

“What are you waiting for? Stick it and fuck me!”

Jake was right. Not only did it feel amazing when my dick touched his pussy, but we were definitely on the right track here.

So I pushed my hips forward and was greeted with an overwhelming feeling on my hard cock and double vision in front of my eyes. But this time, I didn’t pull back. Instead, I pushed forward and felt my dickhead slide inside the velvety wet sleeve between Jake’s legs.

The sensations that were going through me were indescribable. I felt my dick was slowly engulfed by the most marvelous feeling known to men. And at the same time, I felt my pussy being penetrated by a warm, spongy, hot tube of rigid flesh. I was losing my virginity, and I was experiencing it on both ends of the spectrum.

Below me, Jake’s eyes were wide, and his breathing was ragged. That’s when I realized that my own breathing was just as irregular and low grunts were coming from deep within my throat.

As I looked through Jake’s eyes at myself, I absolutely loved how his lean, muscular, and slightly sweaty body was hovering above me. And when I focused on what my own eyes were looking at, I was proud of how sexy my naked body looked with my full boobs and tight belly. At that moment, I couldn’t tell which of these two views I liked best.

All I knew was that my hard cock was sliding into my virgin pussy. And it was by far the best feeling ever!

Ever so slowly, I inched forward. Every nerve, bump, and ripple I touched on my way inside was enhanced by a bazillion. We were both groaning and moaning, and as Jake placed his hands on my hips and urged me forward, I felt another surge shoot through my body.

We locked eyes as the last bit of my throbbing cock slid in. The moment my pubic bone pressed against Jake’s clit, we both let out a moan. My balls were touching his ass, and we couldn’t be more connected to each other than at that moment. Our bodies merged, eyes locked, and feeling every feeling the other felt.

“Ohh… Fuck!” Jake exclaimed as I held still to get accustomed to the feelings we felt.

“You… aaahhh… feel what I feel?” I groaned.

“I… ohh… I feel… hmm… my dick again! And your… aahhh… at the same time!”

“Should I start… you know?” I managed to say without moaning.

“YES!” Jake said excitedly, followed by, “I mean… if you want to…”

“Oh, I… hmm… want to! Believe m- oohhh…”

I was still sitting up straight, and as I looked down at our merged crotches, Jake gently pulled me down on top of him. I felt his tits press against my chest, and at the same time, I felt his sensitive nipples as they sent tingles across my chest.

By lying down, the angle of my dick had changed, and I pressed harder against Jake’s clit. Jake turned his pelvis a little, and this way, I slid in even a little deeper.

Our faces were now close together, and we never stopped looking at each other. Jake surprised me by kissing me deeply, and as his tongue touched mine a second later, I knew we’d remember this for the rest of our lives.

As Jake’s cunt rippled over the length of my cock, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I broke the kiss and looked at my brother. A barely noticeable nod was all it took. I slowly pulled back, and the rim of my cockhead once again caressed every nerve inside his love canal.

“Oohhh… yes! Ooohhhh… YES!” Jake groaned.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I heard myself grunt.

By feeling both sides of our first fuck, I knew exactly when to stop pulling back. The difference in temperature on my juice-covered cock between inside and outside was surprisingly pleasant but a bit unexpected. But this didn’t last long as my primal urge took over, and I slowly inched back inside.

Another grunt came from both of us as I mashed my groin against Jake’s clit again. But this time, I didn’t wait. I immediately pulled back and back in again. It was still at a slow pace, and I noticed Jake’s eyes lost their focus.

I felt something big well up inside my body. I knew it had to be an orgasm that was building so fast because of the mutual feelings. But there was also something else. Something deeper.

As I noticed the tingles in my dick and Jake’s pussy grow, I started picking up the pace. I pulled out faster and slammed back in harder. Each time I pressed against Jake’s clit, a surge of pleasure shot through our bodies. And every time this happened, the walls of his pussy rippled over my shaft. And every time, it was more intense.

Our minds morphed more and more into one, and at one moment, I realized that I wasn’t the one who was moving my hips. But I did manage to wrap my legs around the body above me.

Holy shit! We switched back into our own bodies! But the moment this realization hit, I was back inside my brother’s body, pounding away and picking up the pace. This all wasn’t as confusing as it sounds. This all happened very naturally, and we loved every second of it.

But when I felt our orgasm approach like a roaring thunderstorm, Jake grabbed my ass cheeks firmly and kissed me deeply and with such an intensity that it almost took my breath away.

The loud body-on-body slaps obscenely filled the room, and the inevitable was coming our way.

With each slam into my brother, two loud “Aahhh!’s” were added to the slapping sounds. As in a daze, I kept slamming and felt the buildup grow. But when the white flashes in front of my eyes started, I felt my balls pull up.

I felt my dick kick inside Jake’s pussy as spurt after spurt filled his love canal. And at the same time, I felt my brother’s warm cum coat the inside of my pussy. Calling this orgasm universe-scattering doesn’t even scratch the surface of its intensity.

My cock kept twitching and depositing my cum inside Jake’s pussy. The white flashes were so intense that I couldn’t see anything. There was only Jake and me and our joined genitalia that gave each other so much pleasure that I almost passed out.

When the flashes started to die down and my vision slowly returned, I knew we had done it. I was looking at Jake inside his own body, and the double vision was gone. I squeezed his tight ass and loved how it felt under my fingers. His still-kicking dick inside my pussy kept triggering my insides. Since my orgasm was dying out, this greatly added to the prolongation of my dying orgasm, and I absolutely loved how this, combined with his lean body on top of me, felt.

“Are you dead?” I chuckled as Jake lay panting on top of me.

“He lifted his head and looked wide-eyed at me. “We did it!” He whispered loudly.

“Yeah… I think so too!” I said and squeezed his ass again.

“Yep. That’s my butt,” he smirked.

He looked at me, and we both knew what would happen next. I hated the idea of him leaving me, but I was also excited to be myself again. And when he did pull out, and a bit of his cum seeped out, a sad form of emptiness washed over me.

He dropped onto the bed next to me and laid on his back. I turned to face him, draped my arm over his fine belly, and lay my head on his chest.

“There are worse ways to get rid of being cursed like this,” I said softly.

“I still can’t believe we had actual sex. And that it would feel this awesome!” Jake said and gently caressed my back.

“We should tell Mom,” I laughed, “our fights are definitely behind us. No better way to prove it than by what we just did…”

“Nah… maybe keep this between us,” Jake said all seriously, but the amusement in his voice couldn’t be missed.

“Yeah. Maybe better…”

We lay like this for a couple of minutes. Jake’s dick lay softly on his thigh, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off it. I started to fall in love with it over the last couple of days. But I didn’t want to press or keep talking about this. After all, we didn’t have sex for pleasure…

We went down and ate dinner together. We didn’t bother with clothes since Mom wouldn’t be home until late. We didn’t talk about doing this, but it just happened in a natural way.

When I asked Jake to spend the night with me, just to be sure we wouldn’t switch back, he didn’t hesitate for a second. We cuddled up and truly enjoyed each other’s company.


The following day, I woke up feeling panicked. But when I opened my eyes and saw Jake lying beside me with his morning wood sticking up, I knew we had done it!

Over the next couple of days, we still slept and showered together, but nothing sexual happened. I did catch Jake in his room during homework. He was sitting with his back toward me, and it was apparent he was jacking himself. I sneaked out, waited a couple of minutes, and went back inside. Only this time, I announced my arrival by coughing and humming a song.

Jake had cleaned himself up, and there were no traces of what had happened earlier. But inside my head, I knew I wanted more.

School was back to normal, and I actually enjoyed hanging out with my friends. But when I started hanging out with Jake’s friends, my friends looked at me with stunned expressions. But I was determined to make it work, and after a couple of days, we all hung out together. One of my friends even told me she never knew these guys were so cute and funny.

Turned out that Brian missed the last detention because I wasn’t the only girl he tried to molest. But the latest girl he tried it with talked to one of her brothers about it. Apparently, she had a couple brothers who weren’t forgiving or gentle. About four or five guys waited for him near his house, and when he drove up to them, they stopped him. He was nearly beaten to death and had to spend over a month in the hospital. The guys who did this were never caught, but Brian missed the rest of the year and had to repeat a grade. Needless to say, we weren’t sad that he was out of the picture.

So in school, life was good. But at home, things started to get a bit weird. I didn’t want to talk about it with my brother, but I wanted to have sex with him again. This time, I wanted to know how it felt to be fucked by his gorgeous cock. But I didn’t dare to bring it up.

Jake also acted weirdly around me, and I didn’t know why. We weren’t fighting. Far from it! He was really sweet and thoughtful and helped me out whenever he could. But he started sleeping in his own room and didn’t walk around naked anymore. So I also stopped doing that, even though I liked it tremendously.

One evening, when we were lounging on the couch during one of Mom’s night shifts, I had to get it out of my system. And as I was thinking about a way to bring it up, Jake timidly asked, “K? Can we do it again?”

I immediately knew what he meant, and I slammed my body into his, hugged him tightly, and kissed him passionately on his lips.

“I was thinking about a way to ask you this myself!” I exclaimed excitedly.

“I wanted to do this from the moment we first did it,” Jake said as he blushed furiously.

“Me too! But then… why did things get weird?”

“Dunno. I thought you didn’t want to anymore. And I didn’t wanna force myself, you know?”

We practically ran upstairs, and before I knew it, sparks were everywhere in front of my eyes, and Jake’s magnificent cock was sliding back inside of me.

We had another mind-blowing fucking session. But when we climaxed, I opened my eyes and realized I was back inside my brother’s body again.

“Holy shit! We can keep switching back and forth!” Jake excitedly said.

And that’s precisely what we did for the rest of our lives. Our lives intertwined with each other, and neither our Mom nor our partners ever realized we did this.

But every time my brother and I had sex, we had the best orgasms. The body switch was a nice plus, and it was funny as hell sometimes. But being fucked by my brother never grew old, and he never failed to make me cum. Ever.

Needless to say, neither of us ever said “I hate you” to one another again!

The end

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I Hate You! – Chapter 8

I Hate You! – Chapter 8

Jake and I arrived at the detention room. Mrs. Clark sat us down in opposite corners, and we had to be quiet for an hour until detention was over.

Brian arrived late and had to sit right in front of Mrs. Clark, who kept looking sternly at him. Time crept by, and about halfway through, Jake looked at me and pulled a bored face. I had to suppress a giggle, which I barely managed. I kept looking at my brother, held up my fist, and let my pinky pop out and wiggled it. This caused Jake to giggle, but he expertly turned it into a cough.

But other than that, detention was uneventful. Brian had to stay for another fifteen minutes because he was late, but we couldn’t care less. We quickly headed to the library, which was a ten-minute walk from our school. Jake texted Mom to pick us up there.

We still had an hour or two left before she would pick us up, so we had plenty of time to scroll through old books or digitized documents on the computer there.

We sat down at a table in a corner, and Jake asked, “What are we looking for? Any ideas?”

“Not really. Just a couple of brain farts. That Egyptian scroll we found the other day online. And our brief switchback we, you know, get at the end?” I was whispering, but I still didn’t want anyone to know what we did.

Jake looked puzzled at me, but after a few seconds, he said, “Oh, that…”

“Yeah…”

“I wouldn’t know what to search for with that, but there’s some stuff about the ancient Egyptian civilization in here. Let’s start there, okay? And keep your eyes open for other stuff that might be relevant.”

We started searching for clues separately, and before we knew it, we each had collected a couple of books and articles that we thought could be interesting.

After studying them together, we weren’t that much wiser. Jake had found an article about an alien abduction in South Carolina where the man and woman claimed to have switched bodies. But it didn’t seem that believable, and neither of us remembered anything about being in a spaceship or something. But at least it was a lead.

Jake also found an article that described tests with psychedelic drugs where some people reported the same results. Also not really relevant since neither of us ever did drugs. But maybe we accidentally ate something with some of that stuff in it.

Two documented cases of pharaoh kids loosely described the swapping we had experienced. These were written by the pharaoh’s doctors and explained how the kids acted differently all of a sudden. Since this was the only historical thing we found that was even remotely close to what was happening to us, we focused on these stories.

“But we’re not in Egypt!” Jake said as I read about the other case we found.

“No. We’re not. But hear me out here. There’s talk about a lunar eclipse, or ‘dark period during a bright night’, as they call it. I assume they mean an eclipse with that. But then again, he also describes how the strange behavior was gone after they married!”

“There was an eclipse that night…”

I looked at the stunned expression on his face and said, “I know it isn’t much to go on, and it probably won’t apply to us. But it’s literally the only mildly relevant thing we found in this entire library and online.”

“Fucking hell…” he mumbled.

“Look at it this way: these Egyptian brothers and sisters frequently had to marry each other if the pharaoh wanted it. Imagine that…” I giggled.

“That would be awkward, yes,” Jake replied and started smiling.

“Come on! I’m not THAT bad!” I said, acting offended.

“No! No, you’re not. But still…it’s a bit hard to explain these days, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, it would,” I laughed softly, “But we also need to keep an open mind about the alien and psychedelic drug story. I know it isn’t believable, but still…” I said, trying to keep all our options open.

“And there’s this short article about these mushrooms…” Jake said, pointing out the least plausible option.

“True. Not likely, but still an option, and I think it’s on the psychedelic drug pile of options,” I said as my phone buzzed. “Mom’s here in fifteen minutes.”

We gathered our books and articles and quickly returned them to their original spot. The idea that we couldn’t really pinpoint our condition to anything concrete frustrated me immensely.

After dinner, we excused ourselves. Mom was obviously tired and wanted the couch for herself, which we didn’t mind at all. Our excuse for having to do homework was enough for our evening together to end.

When we entered my room, I cleared the desk and placed the document I had copied on it. We checked them again, and I could feel Jake opening up to the idea of the Egyptian Pharaoh kids.

“It says here it stopped after they got married. Did they have some specific ritual or something?” he asked.

“Dunno. Maybe. But I still don’t see the link other than the eclipse,” I said thoughtfully.

“And the… other thing…” Jake said with a wicked smile.

“Right! But no one would write about that. Would they?”

“There is something about having sex while doing shrooms. And it describes an out-of-body experience. Still far-fetched, I admit. But to be honest so is that Egyptian thing.”

“Guess you’re right. And the alien story talks about a lunar and solar eclipse. So that one is also still on the table,” I sighed.

“Damn… It’s complicated, isn’t it?” Jake said with a hopeless look on his face.

I was thinking about the options on the table when a thought struck. I wasn’t sure what he’d think about it, but it was worth a shot. So I looked at my brother and asked, “Maybe we should turn it up a notch, don’t you think?”

Jake’s face frowned up, and he asked, “Uhm… what do you mean?”

I felt myself starting to blush, but I was determined to ask, so after clearing my throat, I said, “Well… up until now, it was just, you know… our fingers. What if we…”

“Have sex!?” Jake croaked.

“Well… uhm… maybe not sex, but more than… just fingers,” I timidity said.

Jake thought for a second, then looked disgusted and said, “Hell no! I’m no cocksucker!”

“Oh, shut up!” I said, raising my voice and feeling annoyed, “stop acting like some hard-shelled caveman, and hear me out!”

He grumbled a bit but was smart enough not to go against me.

“We did… stuff… together two times, and both times we briefly switched back. I wanna know if this has something to do with it, and there’s only one way to do this without actually having full-blown sex.”

“Go on…” Jake said, listening intensely.

“I know you act all tough about it, but I don’t mind eating out my own pussy if it ends this fucked up situation. And I’m just as fond about muff munching as you are about sucking cock.”

I realized I had my arms folded in front of my chest and that I sounded like Mom when she was mad.

“I… uhh…” Jake stammered.

I felt bad about sounding so mad, so I laid my hand on his shoulder and said, “I’m not mad or anything. I just want this to be over. And I think we’ve got to try what this does. The alien abduction thing is probably a dead-end, and since Mom and Dad are from Turkey, I’m not too sure if that Egyptian story will help us. And the shrooms? Not sure if we should try that…”

“We don’t know that,” Jake said blankly.

“What?”

“If dad is from Turkey. Mom never said anything about him.”

I thought for a second and had to give this to him. “You’re right. We don’t know that! We’ll have to talk to Mom tomorrow. But for now, just get naked and lie down. I’m going to eat my first pussy,” I said with a mildly disgusted face.

I didn’t want to let Jake know I didn’t mind this too much. I had always been a bit bi-curious, and Jenna and I even fingered ourselves side-by-side during a sleepover. It was just a strange concept that I’d be eating out my own pussy.

Jake didn’t waste too much time and did what I asked. I stripped down to my boxers to be more comfortable, and as I crawled between his legs, I actually felt myself grow horny. I felt a familiar stir in my pants as I let my eyes roam over the naked body on the bed and knew I had another boner. I was starting to get used to this, which wasn’t a bad thing, considering everything that was happening.

I could see Jake was excited to get going. His breathing was fast, and his slit was reddish and glistening with wetness.

“Ready?” I asked as my face approached the bald lips with a small patch of pubes above it.

Jake just nodded, and I smelled an intoxicating smell of horniness and fresh cunt juices. I never saw my pussy this close. I tried recording a short video with my phone once, but this was different. Way different!

It was the smell, the movement of the lips, the anticipation of what I was about to do, everything. And I didn’t know what to expect when my tongue and mouth got to work. It was almost too much to handle with our hands, but what would happen now?

Not wanting to waste any more time, I moved my head forward and tentatively closed my mouth around the lips. Oh boy…

The tingle I felt when my fingers went to work was nothing compared to what I felt now! My lips felt like hot feathers that were constantly moving around. Between my legs, I felt an intense sensation. Way more intense than before. We both moaned loudly and as my tongue started brushing over his clit, both our bodies shuttered heavily.

“Holy fuck! What are you doing?” Jake’s surprised voice asked.

I glanced up without taking my mouth from his pussy, and just kept going. Jake’s eyes crossed, and his head fell back on the pillow as I started eating him out properly.

I knew my pussy pretty well. I fingered myself enough to know what the good spots were and what ticked my boxes. I figured it wasn’t that much different when I used my mouth. And also, feeling what I did with my mouth between my legs made it both easier and hotter.

At first, I lapped away on the outside and over his lips. But I gradually moved my tongue between the lips and brushed ever so lightly over his clitoris. When I first touched it, I almost passed out from sensory overload.

This was masturbation on an end-boss level! I felt every action my mouth and tongue did on Jake’s pussy, directly on my own body. As I lapped away and focused more and more on his clit, I was treated with gushes of cunt juices every now and then.

I was afraid I’d hate the taste and smell of it, but the exact opposite was true! It was an aphrodisiac to me, and I wanted more each time I swallowed some.

Above me, Jake was having trouble keeping his head together. He moaned uncontrollably, and the words that came out of his mouth were incoherent. His pelvis gyrated so much that I had to use my hand to steady him.

But I had to admit that I was also in a place of my own. My mouth and tongue were on fire, and the feeling between my legs was like nothing I had ever felt before. I knew I was getting close, and I had an ‘I must cum NOW!’ vibe over me.

I started focusing entirely on his clit with my tongue and started rubbing my fingers through his slit to let him know I was there. As another flow of juices filled my mouth, and the tingle started spreading all around my crotch, I pressed two fingers at his entrance.

By all the fingering I had done already, I knew this would do the trick at this point. I could handle two fingers simultaneously, especially when I was so wet, which only enhanced my feelings. So I applied the pressure, and with a tiny bit of force, I inserted my two fingers until they couldn’t go any further.

But I wasn’t prepared for what happened next. The moment my fingers were in, a big gush of cunt juices filled my mouth, and Jake’s pussy firmly gripped my fingers. He grabbed me so firmly that it almost hurt. But the sudden rush of the orgasm was so powerful that I only heard an extremely loud and high-pitched beep in my ears, and white, stroboscopic flashes filled my eyes.

Despite this intense orgasm, I managed to keep licking Jake’s clit, which felt more than extraordinary. But between the white flashes, my point of view switched. After the first flash, I was looking through Jake’s eyes. After the next one, I was looking at his pussy again. This kept on switching, and it was both freaky and strangely comforting.

The frequency between the flashes slowed down, and because of that, I stayed in each body longer and longer. I even managed to look down between my legs where I saw Jake’s face, his real face, that is, coated with cunt juices, looking up at me wide-eyed.

I switched back and forth three or four more times before our orgasm finally died down. I was lying between Jake’s legs again, still inside my brother’s body. I was a little bummed out by that, but not too much. I just had a universe-scattering orgasm and was still horny as fuck. My dick was twitching furiously, and I felt a wet spot in my boxers from all the precum I was producing.

As I pulled my fingers from Jake’s pussy, I heard Jake say my name between his pants. It didn’t land immediately, but when he gently pushed against my head, I saw him looking.

“Lie down,” he said hoarsely as he got off the bed.

“What?” I asked, sensing his intentions but doubting if I was correct.

“I wanna know what it’s like. Get naked…”

“Oh…” I said softly, “But I thought you…”

“If it feels even half as good as what we just did, I’ll suck your cock for the rest of my life!”

I crawled onto the bed and made myself comfortable as I was propped up on my elbows, looking down at the upcoming action between my legs. Jake didn’t waste time and started pulling down my boxers. He lifted the waistband, which caused my hard-on to flop down on my belly. A big glob of precum leaked from my piss slit and felt warm on my skin as it slowly seeped into my belly button.

I didn’t have much time to think or do something about it because Jake wasted no time after he pulled off my boxers. He gripped my dick at the base and looked into my eyes as he slowly slid his lips over the tip.

Now that I was on the receiving end of things, I felt more of the action. Maybe it was because I only had to lie down and let Jake do the work, but it immediately felt better than eating Jake out.

I heard myself moan as more and more of my dick slid into my brother’s moist and warm mouth. His lips felt like a tickling ring of fire, and when his tongue joined in on the action, I just had to clamp my eyes shut, and I dropped back on the bed.

As the level of intensity rose, so did the level and pitch of my moans. And judging by the humming I felt on my cock, Jake was also moaning quite heavily. Moments later, his free hand started cupping my balls and started toying with them, as his other hand helped out his mouth by jacking the space his lips couldn’t cover.

Sparks were flying before my eyes, and Jake started picking up the pace. There was absolutely no indication he wanted to prolong or extend this orgasm. He wanted us to come and went for it with all he had.

“Ohhhh… I’m… Jake!” I moaned as my orgasm approached.

But judging by the moans and the added effort, Jake knew exactly what was happening. And this wasn’t strange either because it felt exactly the same for me a couple of minutes ago.

My hips came off the bed, and I started sliding into his mouth. He took it like a pro and didn’t gag once. When the white sparks began turning into white flashes, and my balls felt like they were about to explode, I knew I was cumming. It took all the willpower I had to keep my eyes open.

When the first spurt left my cock, my vision changed, and I was looking up at Jake’s body. I felt his first spurt hit the back of my throat, and I was immediately hooked on the taste of it.

As the second spurt started to come out, I changed back and looked down my body where Jake was sucking on my cock. This was all so confusing and hot as fuck at the same time that I never wanted this to end.

Eventually, seven spurts left my cock, and I switched bodies seven times. I was looking up at my brother’s hot, sweaty, and slightly muscular body, his cock deep in my mouth, sucking away. We stayed like this for way longer than expected, and for a brief moment, I hoped we had finally made the switch. But when our surprised eyes met, there was another white flash, and I was back inside my brother’s body.

We were panting heavily, and I noticed that the horniness we still felt after me eating Jake’s pussy, was ebbing away. Jake licked his lips and crawled up the bed to lie beside me.

“We’re onto something here,” he panted and smiled wickedly at me.

“We sure are! Best. Cum. Ever!” I said with my best diva accent.

Jake looked at me to see if I was serious, and when I started giggling, he couldn’t help himself and joined me. After this post-orgasmic silliness was done, I said, “But you’re right. I stayed in my own body much longer this time.”

“Maybe we need to… you know…” Jake said, blushing.

“Fuck?” I asked, surprised, realizing he might be correct, but I had never even remotely considered this.

“Well… yeah… I mean…” he said, then dropped back on the pillow, whispering loudly, “Oh! I don’t know!! We need to figure this out because we can’t…”

“No. We can’t,” I said sternly, but it was already clear that a seed was planted.

“I never knew that my cock looked so good up close,” Jake said after a minute of silence.

“Me neither,” I chuckled.

“Didn’t taste like piss either,” he said, indirectly confessing he actually liked what he did.

Now it was my turn for a confession, so I softly said, “I tasted your cum when you… when I… WE came. Can’t say I didn’t like it…”

“It isn’t gay if it’s your own dick, right?” Jake asked with a coy smile as he looked at me.

“Or your own pussy,” I replied, smiling broadly.

“Can I sleep here with you again?” Jake asked as he yawned loudly.

I didn’t respond but pulled the blanket over our naked bodies and cuddled up against my brother.

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