Cum on Camera

The next opportunity came at my house. Mum and dad took my younger brother to get new school clothes, (He was past accepting hand-me-downs). As soon as I knew I had a free house, I called Bobby and invited him over. I wanted to make it happen, and wanted a film to prove it. I set a camera up, covering most of my bed, and stripped to my underwear. Hearing the doorbell, I set the camera going, and went to let Bobby in. My dick was hard before I got downstairs. I kissed him and gave his nuts a squeeze. Upstairs, I made sure all the action happened on the bed, trying to ensure the camera had a good view. We kissed and made out, me relieving him of his clothes. I went down on him, then into a sixty nine. With his bum facing the camera, I licked a finger and inserted it. He yelped, but then pushed back. I knew I had him. We rolled over until I could pin him down. "Do you want to do it?" "I'm not sure, I think it might hurt." I shuffled down the bed, slobbered on his hole, and pushed a finger in. He still wasn't happy, even though we'd finger fucked one another before. In desperation, I nipped to the bathroom and grabbed the shower gel, smearing on both of us. "Okay, give it a go, but stop if I say so." I put his leg on my shoulder, positioned myself, and pushed. I burst through his ring  and he screamed, so I pulled out again and dripped more gel down his crack. Next time, it slid in easily. I pumped really slowly, checking that he was okay. His erection returned and I tossed him in time to my humping. I increased the speed, but I couldn't hold out, and came. Saying sorry, I sucked him off. I then admitted I'd been filming the whole time. I stopped the camera and uploaded it to my laptop. We stared at the screen, it had come out better than I hoped. It picked out the audio of Bobby being unsure, and then the sounds of our love making. Our dicks were rising again as we watched the sex unfold. "I want to fuck you now," he said, so we went back to bed for a repeat performance the other way round. Even though we had both been virgins (apart from a finger), we did what came naturally. Bobby was a sensitive lover. Knowing what it had felt like, he took his time getting me worked up. We knew it would take longer second time around, but somehow that made it all the more pleasant as there was no pressure. I willingly gave myself to him. Having got to the point of no return, he lay on his back, and I held the base of his cock and eased myself down. It felt amazing and wonderful, having my best friend inside me. He let me set the pace, stopping now and then to kiss, add more gel, and reposition myself. I bounced harder, arching my back and he took me in hand. Even though it had only been a short while since I last came, I blew a huge load. It made my ring muscles tighten and he released his babies. I collapsed on top of him, kissing and thanking him. In the course of a couple of hours, we were no longer virgins, but friends and lovers. We dressed and went downstairs, and were watching television, with a glass of Coke, when my family returned. "I hope you boys have behaved yourselves", my father said. I looked away to hide my blushing, and said we'd just watched TV all morning.