Why I Don't Cam Anymore
It was my fault really. I let myself get into that situation. Even if I knew I liked it, I knew I shouldn't but I was 20 and too horny and too dumb to change anything. I was showing myself on cam to about a hundred strangers. The camera was focused on my thick and hard dick. I was leaking at that point since I'd been hard and stroking for awhile by then. I was wearing two cockrings. One at the base behind my balls and the other above my balls. The rings, like the idea of getting on cam in the first place to explore my exhibitionist side, was my roommate's/landlord's idea, Phil, who'd been a kind of distant friend of the family. I'd been renting a room from him for about a year. He was now sitting in a chair off to the side watching me broadcast, with his laptop logged into my cam page also. He was typing like he was messaging someone but didn't think much of it, till he heard him half moan and half laugh, unzipping his khakis. I looked at him. He glanced at me then typed out a DM to my profile.
-"See them?" and he sent the username.
-"yeah"
-"Open up their profile pics"
-"ok"
I did. I was a little buzzed and blinked a couple of times, then I froze. I looked over at Phil again who now had his dick in his hand and was smiling. Looking right at me, "They don't know...but I do. They don't need to know either...or do they?" I just shook my head. "Then keep going. Have fun and stroke it, Fat Cock," referring to me with the label he'd used for me since I hadn't been allowed to wear clothes in the house. "Don't stop. Not till you are allowed to cum. Give a good show, Fat Cock....I bet they haven't seen you like this before, have they?."
How could this be happening? A coincidence that they just happened on my room? No, Phil had to have got them to look somehow. He planned this. But I kept on stroking just like I was told. Did they just tip me? Was I getting money from them for this?
I followed the directions I was given and I came when I was told.
I wish I could say that was the only time those folks watched me, but it wasn't.
-"See them?" and he sent the username.
-"yeah"
-"Open up their profile pics"
-"ok"
I did. I was a little buzzed and blinked a couple of times, then I froze. I looked over at Phil again who now had his dick in his hand and was smiling. Looking right at me, "They don't know...but I do. They don't need to know either...or do they?" I just shook my head. "Then keep going. Have fun and stroke it, Fat Cock," referring to me with the label he'd used for me since I hadn't been allowed to wear clothes in the house. "Don't stop. Not till you are allowed to cum. Give a good show, Fat Cock....I bet they haven't seen you like this before, have they?."
How could this be happening? A coincidence that they just happened on my room? No, Phil had to have got them to look somehow. He planned this. But I kept on stroking just like I was told. Did they just tip me? Was I getting money from them for this?
I followed the directions I was given and I came when I was told.
I wish I could say that was the only time those folks watched me, but it wasn't.
1 year ago