My roommate - a cam model

It was my 2nd year of university, and my friends and I decided to rent a flat together - it would be more comfortable than living in a dorm, and sharing the space also meant sharing the bill, which was a good bonus for all of us.

The flat we had chosen had 3 bedrooms, as initially, I had planned on living there with two of my closest coursemates - Adam and Connor. Connors plans changed soon after we had signed the papers, so we had a spare bedroom. Sharing the flat between just the two of us - Adam and me - would have been too big of a financial burden on us. Not long after, we found our new 3rd (and also 4th) roommate - twins David and Harry. They were somehow acquainted with Adam, but neither of us really knew them that well. They seemed like they wouldn't bring too much trouble, and splitting the rent by four seemed terrific.

We had just finished moving in and still getting acquainted with each other, our habits and how things would work around the flat when David and Harry proposed to take in a fifth roommate - Clayton. We had a relatively spacious living room with a big couch, where he could live and sleep. It didn't seem too bad of an idea - the rent would be even smaller, and I was sure that 5 guys living in the flat wouldn't cause many problems. We had only 2 bathrooms, though, but I was convinced that we would manage.

We began living together, and everything was going swimmingly. All of us got along great. The bathroom situation didn't cause much trouble - at least nobody had pissed or shat their pants... There had been a few awkward moments with Clayton, as the living room was a walk-through room and Adam and I had to pass through it to get to the bathroom or really anywhere else from our bedrooms. Sometimes we would just run into Clayton naked, which wasn't really a problem since we were all guys, and nobody really cared if someone else saw someone else or was seen naked. Other times we got a bit more and saw Clayton beating his meat - you could see he wasn't too ashamed of it since his pole was massive.

A few months in, Clayton decided to become a cam model. He announced it to the rest of us very casually while all of us were getting ready for the day in the kitchen. Everyone seemed pretty chill about it - it didn't affect David and Harry (none of us really used the living room since Clayton was there most of the time), and not much would change for Adam and me.

Now, rather than seeing Clayon naked or jerking off once in a while, we saw him naked, either just laying on the couch, jerking off, showing off his ass or spanking himself nearly every day.

He would sometimes tell us about how much he had earned in a show or a weird request he had gotten. It was rather fascinating to listen to his stories. I had interacted with cam models only briefly, and they had been girls, not guys. It seemed that he had become quite popular as he told us his viewership often passes 1000, and he appeared to be earning more than the rest of us with our regular day jobs. I even got slightly interested in pursuing such a career but couldn't imagine showing off my body to thousands of people.

For winter break, all of us, except for Clayton, went home to our families. Clayton didn't have the best relationship with his family, so he stayed in our flat. While away, I wondered if Clayton would use other rooms as sets for his shows. I was curious to find him on one of the sites and see but decided against it in the end.

When I returned after the break, the first thing I heard when walking into our flat was someone (I figured it was most probably Clayton) moaning. I stuck my head into the living room to see Clayton laying on his back on the couch, legs apart towards the camera with some black thing hanging out of his ass. He was beating his meat and passionately moaning and groaning.

I was a bit surprised to see Clayton in such a position, but he seemed to enjoy it, so I didn't judge.

"Fuck yeah, guys! Fuck that hole!" he groaned.

I felt too uncomfortable to walk through the room to my bedroom, so I just hung out in the kitchen, waiting for David and Harry, who were due to arrive that day as well.

After some time, Clayton, sporting a boner, walked into the kitchen smiling."Sup, man!"

"Hey!"

"Sorry about the noise... The fags, and ladies too, love this shit!" he turned around stretched one of his butt cheeks aside to show off the black thing.

"And how does it feel for you? You seemed to enjoy it quite a lot..." I smirked.

"Honestly, man... It fucking rocks, don't knock it till you try it!" he grinned. "Ever since I started using it, I've been having much more powerful orgasms, and I'm precumming like mad!"

"Sound good... Not sure it's really my thing, but whatever suits you!"

"Well, if you wanna try it out, you know where to find me!" He winked at me and took the big glass of water he had filled up during our conversation.

Not long after, I began to hear his moans again.

Eventually, I got tired of waiting - David and Harry were planning to arrive only late in the evening. I gathered my stuff and went to my room. When I walked into the living room, Clayton was just lying on the couch naked, chatting to his audience. Once again, I felt a bit jealous of the seemingly easy job that earned him much more than my job as a barista at the campus coffee shop.

If before I couldn't hear much from his shows when I was in my room since he was just chatting with his audience, then now the moans disrupted the silence rather often varying in intensity and pitch. It was a bit annoying, but strangely it was also somewhat arousing. I became a bit horny, and my hand wandered under the waistband of my underwear. Overcome with the irrational thinking that comes with being horny (at least for me), I decided to search up his show. It didn't take me long, as he was on the top row of the first site I decided to check.

There he was, on my screen, jerking off and shaking from the vibrations. It felt a bit weird seeing him on my screen and hearing the moans coming from behind the door. But I was too hypnotised, by the sight, to stop. My fingers wrapped around my cock, and I started jerking off. Strange lust came over me, and I desired to see him get longer and more powerful vibrations, as it made him moan louder and his body shake more violently. My hand gripped my cock tighter, and I began to beat it faster, bringing myself to an orgasm.

Right after, a wave of guilt came over me, much more severe than ever. I immediately closed the window and changed into a fresh pair of undies. It now felt very weird and uncomfortable listening to him moaning on the other side of the door. I put on headphones and blasted music in them, so I wouldn't have to hear it.

The moaning continued almost every evening. The day after, I was still a bit disturbed. Later, I was rather indifferent to it, but after a week or so, the lust came over me again, and I jerked off to Clayton, getting vibrated and jerking as I heard him moaning through the door. This time I didn't feel as guilty, but I still felt quite uneasy.

After about a month of me jerking off to him from time to time, with the frequency gradually increasing, Clayton approached me with an offer. We were just hanging out in the kitchen, having a late breakfast, since neither had lectures that day.

"By the way... I wanted to ask you something," he suddenly became a bit more reserved and was as confident as usual.

"What?" I replied casually.

"Would you want to do a cam show together with me?" my heart started beating faster as the words exited his mouth.

"Huh..." I wasn't sure how to respond.

"We don't have to do anything... It's just that multiple people get even more viewers - I wanted to get Harry and David on board, you know twins would make me skyrocket, but they weren't into it..." he explained.

"And what makes you think I would be into it?"

"Nothing in particular... I'm just looking around for options. I can bet that they would love you!" he smirked, returning to his usual demeanour.

"I'll think about it..." I replied and continued eating my cereal.

"You don't have to worry about anything - you'll just have to get nude, jack off and show off your ass if you're okay with that..." he tried to persuade me.

"I already told you - I'll think about it!" I replied more firmly.