I've always had an exhibitionist streak, but it really
took off my first year in the college dorms. I shared the
cramped space with another guy, but luckily he was gone a lot.
He was straight, with a girlfriend who had an insatiable appetite
for fucking... not to mention an off-campus apartment.
During my time alone in the dorm, I started experimenting with
the webcam that had come packaged with my computer. At
first I performed quick jerk off sessions one on one, for guys
that I had met in Internet chat rooms. But as my
fascination with showing off grew, I began to broadcast my little
performances on a wider scale. In no time I was
entertaining dozens of guys at a time with nice long slow stroke
Tim, my roommate, was packing a bag for a weekend stay at his
girlfriend's. Since I was going to be on campus all
weekend, I was planning a triple header for all the fans I had
accumulated since I started beating my meat online. Tim had
no idea our dorm room had been turned into a live action theater,
so I made sure to keep busy with other things until he left.
Once he was gone, I hauled out my bag of tricks, laying out big
bottles of lube and baby oil, a few choice sex toys and a big rag
to clean up the mess with. I normally blow my wad on my
desk, but it helps to have the clean up gear handy after the show
is completed. Before I turned on the cam, I changed into
some sexy clothes. Most of the guys I entertain like to see
me slowly strip, peeling off tank tops and shorts, and then
finally a pair of tight briefs or a jockstrap. Tonight I
was wearing a white mesh thong under a pair of nylon running
shorts. I knew I couldn't stay in them for long; my
cock was already stiff as stone and straining at the tight fabric.
I turned off all the lights except for the one at my desk,
which illuminated my body like a spotlight. The door was
locked, some soft music was playing and it was time for the fun
to begin. I logged on and made sure the webcam was working,
and then I popped into the chat room the host provides to see
there were over thirty guys waiting to see me whack it. I
like to chat with these guys before I begin; it gives all of us a
more intimate feeling. After about fifteen minutes of sexy
small talk, the guys were ready for the show to begin.
I always start by rubbing my upper body. Tonight I was
dressed in a very tight white ribbed tank top that was covered by
a loose, unbuttoned long-sleeved shirt. I let the shirt
fall to the floor, seductively rubbing my bare arms, slightly
flexing my gym-built muscles. I've been working out
since junior high, so I have a nice body; great arms, nicely-shaped
pecs, broad shoulders... the works. I'm basically
smooth, but I'm dark haired, so I have a delicious sprouting
of dark hair in my armpits, and when I lean back in my chair and
tuck my arms behind my head, the guys watching go wild. I
smiled for my audience, using one hand to rub my still-hidden
pecs. I pinched one of my nipples and made a face, showing
my intense pleasure. I was just about ready to tear off my
tank top when the most unexpected thing happened. The door
to the dorm room opened and Tim walked in on me.
“What the fuck is going on?” he asked, tossing his
bag on his bed. Since I wasn't naked yet, I couldn't
figure out what had him so riled. But then I saw what he
had as he walked into the room: the lube and baby oil, plus my
bright red anal beads and a black latex dildo the size of a baby's
arm. “What the fuck are you doing, Josh?”
He began to laugh, making me feel humiliated. I tried to
grab the toys, but he was quicker, wagging the enormous dildo
like a limp sausage at my face.
Shit! He had no idea the webcam was on. I could
see the chat room was pandemonium, half fear for my safety and
half excitement at my hot little guest. Tim has an even
hotter body than I do, and the guys watching my show probably
thought he was my special guest. I was trying to disable
the camera, but he was distracting me too much messing around
with the toys.
“Do these go up your ass?” He was twirling the
anal beads around his head, smacking me on the back of the neck
with the ping pong ball sized spheres. I tried to grab them
away, but he pulled my head into the crook of his muscled arm.
“Holy fuck! You're doing this on the Internet?”
Tim had just realized we had an audience. He jumped back
about three feet, as if someone watching might recognize him and
think he was a willing participant. “Jesus Christ,
what kind of twisted shit are you into? You let other guys
watch you stuff toys up your ass?”
He was pissing me off. Even though I hadn't even
hinted at my sexuality, I felt like I had a right to do whatever
I wanted when the room was all mine. Fuck him if he didn't
like it. I reached over and grabbed the beads from Tim's
hand. “Hell yeah. And if you don't mind, I
have a nice audience waiting to see me slide these fuckers up my
hole. So why don't you get lost... and lock the
door behind you.”
“Fuck man, this is some kinky shit.” His voice
had softened a little, and he sat on the edge of my bed, making
sure he stayed out of view from the camera, which was still on.
“Julie had to work all weekend, so our plans are off.
I'm stuck here, dude. And I'm not going to sit
here while you get it on with Big Black.”
I was glancing at the chat room again. The guys were
going nuts, wanting to know who Tim was and if we were getting on.
“The guys watching want to know if you're part of the
show, or just someone who broke in to harass me.”
Tim lay back on the bed. “Fuck. You can tell
them I showed up to sit on the big black dildo.” We
both laughed. “Do you make any money doing this?”
I detected a slight note of interest in his voice.
“No, but maybe I can get the guys to take up a collection.
If you're willing to join in, that is.”
“Shit, are you serious?” Tim lay on the bed
thinking, while I explained the situation to the guys who were
chatting. In less than a minute, I had pledges that totaled
over $600... payable to Tim, if he was willing to get it on
with me for the webcam. When I told him, he seemed more
astonished than offended. I let him think about it for a
couple minutes and, amazingly, he agreed.
He was already behind my chair, pulling off his shirt.
“Is my whole body visible?” he asked, wanting to make
certain those watching could see the goods. I repositioned
the camera so we were both in the shot. Even I took a deep
breath as his naked upper body came into focus. Tim is dark
haired like me, but he has a hairy body. His beefy pecs are
swirled with sexy hair and a long delectable treasure trail
bisected his perfect six pack abs. He preened for the
camera, enjoying the compliments I read from the chatters.
“What do they want you to do to me?” he asked,
flexing his arms.
“Probably this.” I tilted my chair back and
reached for his fly. I unzipped his jeans and pushed them
down to his knees. Before he could object, I pushed my hand
through the fly of his boxers and pulled out his cock. It
was long and half-hard. I wrapped my lips around the head and
swallowed it to the nuts, feeling the shaft stiffen in my mouth.
“Holy shit! Man, where did you learn to suck like
that?” Tim grabbed the back of my head and began to
fuck my face. I couldn't believe how big his cock was.
It had to be the biggest one I'd ever sucked. He
rammed it in to the balls, and then pulled it out, smacking my
face with his wet meat. “I want to nut on your face,
I swallowed him again to the hilt, savoring the taste of
precum that seeped onto my tongue. As I deepthroated Tim, I
wrestled his hairy balls out of his boxers, massaging them for
“I can't hold it, fuck!” He pulled out
just as a long squirt of thick jizz nailed my forehead. The
first squirt was followed by eight more and by the time Tim was
drained, my face was dripping with cum. “Fuck, man,
sorry about that.” Tim got down on his knees and
pulled my tank top off, using it to clean his load off my face.
When he caught me tasting a drop of his load, he asked, “That
“Delicious,” I answered, nearly cumming myself when
he leaned over and dragged his tongue over one of my cummy cheeks.
“Mmmmmm, not bad.” He stood up and wrestled
himself out of his jeans and boxers. “Now what do I
have to do to get you off?”
This kind of surprised me. I expected him to lose
interest once he had cum, but he was between my legs, trying to
pull my shorts down. I leaned back and let him, tipping the
camera to make sure the guys watching had a nice view. Tim
seemed to like my mesh thong, rubbing the basket and making my
cock even harder. When he pulled the waistband away from my
groin, my hard-on leapt out and smacked my smooth lower belly.
“Have you ever given a guy a handjob?” I asked
carefully, reaching for my big bottle of lube. I figured if
I wasn't going to get stroked, I'd get pounded.
Tim looked up at me, his warm brown eyes burning with lust.
“You sucked me, dude. Don't you want me to try
it?” Before I could answer, Tim put his tongue at the
base of my hard cock and began to lick his way up my shaft.
The closer he got to the top, the more I squirmed in the chair.
He hadn't even put his mouth around it yet, and already
precum was pouring down my rod.
Tim seemed to like the taste of my precum, licking it up like
melted ice cream running down a cone. He swirled his tongue
around my throbbing glans and swallowed me whole. Even he
had a look of surprise as he glanced up at me, his lips wrapped
snugly around the base of my dick. In his wildest dreams,
he probably never expected to be naked between my legs with my
cock buried in the back of my throat. Especially with a
live audience looking on.
“I want it on my face,” he gasped, barely coming up
for air as he bobbed up and down on my hard-on. I knew he
meant my load, so I wrestled my cock away from him as I felt my
orgasm begin, aiming it at his face.
Tim opened his mouth just as I started to cum, allowing me to
pump the first few ropes of spunk right onto his waiting tongue.
It made me cum even harder to see this straight guy savoring my
load; the rest of it splashed against his face. A couple of
the shot even landed in his hair. We both collapsed in
laughter after I finished, taking a minute to read the comments
from the guys who were watching.
“I'd bet they'd love to see you get fucked,”
Tim said, standing up and reaching for my big black dildo.
Without asking, he took the lube bottle and greased up the huge
shaft. He made sure the camera was in the right spot before
pulling my legs into the air. He was pinned against the
front of me, his half erect cock bobbing against my face.
He took the slippery dildo and pressed it against my exposed hole.
It slid up into me easily; it wasn't the first time I'd
had it inside my ass.
While Tim fucked me with the dildo, I let my mouth explore
every inch of his skin I could reach. I licked his dick and
his balls, pulling my tongue up over his hard belly. I
couldn't reach his chest with my mouth, so I latched onto
his dark nipples with my fingers, stretching them and begging him
to fuck me harder with the dildo.
After teasing his tits, I took an exploratory run down his
smooth back, caressing his hot buns. I didn't want to
do anything he wasn't in to, but he didn't protest when
my fingers slid into his crack and began poking at his virgin (I
assumed) hole. He began to moan as I fingered him. I
lubed a couple of my fingers and began to ease them carefully up
Tim's ass. He loved it, and his ass began to clench at
my fingers, pulling them deeper inside. I found the “magic
spot” and gently began to massage. Most guys don't
realize how great it feels to have the prostate massaged.
Tim went wild, his cock fully hard again, bucking up and down
against my face.
“Try the balls,” he suggested in a raspy whisper.
He was still fucking me hard with the dildo and I was near-delirious
with ecstasy. I snatched up the anal beads and lubed up the
first one on the string. The golf ball sized orb was much
thicker than two of my fingers, so I wasn't sure Tim could
take it. I pressed it lightly against his tight slot,
feeling it gradually pushing him open. The further it
opened him up, the harder he thrust the black dildo in and out of
my own ass.
Suddenly, the first red ball was sucked into his ass, his hole
closing tightly around the nylon cord which strung the balls
together. His ass worked hungrily, pulling the huge bead
deeper inside him, until the second one was bumping against his
“Do you want another one,” I asked, trying to ignore
the intense pleasure I was feeling from the dildo.
“Fuck, yes,” he groaned. His ass took the
second with even less effort, chewing up the short length of cord
between the second and the third ball. I didn't even
ask if he wanted the third. I pushed it against his asshole
and felt it slip inside, disappearing into his body along with
the first two. “I think I'm full,” he gasped.
“It feels so fucking good!”
I tenderly massaged his rosebud as my mouth softly worked his
cock. Tim was leaking so much precum that I knew he wouldn't
last long. I knew the guys watching would be disappointed
if they didn't see him pop the second load, but I was being
selfish; I wanted it in my mouth. As Tim began to moan and
shudder, I latched on to the two remaining anal beads and began
to pull the other three slowly out of his ass.
Tim went nuts. His cock exploded violently in my mouth,
a hot river of thick cream flooding me. The three beads in
his ass were expelled, one by one, leaving Tim's hole to
spasm against my fingers.
I was still sloshing his wad around in my mouth when Tim got
me off. He was down on the floor between my legs, pulling
the dildo all the way out of my ass and ramming it back in.
“This is how I would fuck you, if it was my cock in this
hole,” he offered.
I closed my eyes and imagined it was Tim fucking me. My
orgasm built slowly and when it released, it was incredible.
Every time Tim slid the dong into my ass, a long rope of jism
leapt out of my cock, spattering my face, my chest and pouring
down my belly and legs. I have never cum harder in my life.
We were pretty tired after cumming twice, so I decided to wrap
up the show. I thought maybe Tim would forego the monetary
compensation for his participation, but he sat in the chair -
naked - for a half and hour, making sure the guys knew where to
send the promised funds. He promised them all if he
received all the payments he'd be back for a return
“And next time,” he whispered in my ear, as if the
voyeurs could hear him, “I want your cock in my ass.”