Webcam Love

James looked at the camera pointed at him. The webcam that Kristine had bought for him earlier in the day, a small HD unit that currently sat atop his monitor.

“How did I let her talk me into this?” James asked himself. “This is so not how I normally live my life.”

He spent a few minutes bringing up the website to take a look at the site and see what other people were posting. He was fascinated by the many women, and the millions of comments on their pictures, and videos. He watched a few where women were playing with their tits into the camera and offering private chats for two dollars a minute. He thought he remembered a thing where the website gets a third, so he was thinking about how much money that meant that each of the cam girls got.

Kristine texted James as he looked through the site.

Are you going to turn on your cam?

James picked up his phone and stared at it for a minute. He typed in a quick response.

What makes you think anyone will want this? Who wants to see a guy swing his cock on cam?

A response came back almost immediately.

Trust me, women want to see a cock like yours. I’ll be right there when you turn it on.

James reached up to his mouse and clicked on the Go Live button. He saw Kr1st1n3 immediately join the room.

“That name isn’t very anonymous,” James said to the camera. His giggle and joy at the words carried through as he said them.

She typed into the chat window, “I’m not trying to hide real hard, especially from you.”

“So,” James asked, “what do I do now?”

A couple of users joined the chat room, the names much more cryptic than Kristine’s as to who they could be.

“Hello,” James said. A smile spread across his lips, the nerves still obvious in his eyes. “What’s everyone up to tonight?”

James leaned back waiting for a response, the muscles in his chest and stomach flexed as he leaned back a little. 

“You are a beautiful man,” one of the users typed in. James leaned in and read it, the light shone off his shaved head as he bent in. “Please stand up, I want to see those abs.”

“I think I can do that,” James said and he placed his hands on each of the arms of his chair. He pulled himself forward and stood up, he pushed the chair backward with his thighs so that it gave him room to stand up.

“Why do you still have on boxers?” Kristine asked through the chat window.

“I love the shaved stomach, and those six pack abs,” another user wrote.

“Do you have any hair on your body?” Another user wrote.

“I have some hair on my body,” James said. It’s just hidden. “And thank you.”

“Do you spend a lot of time at the gym?” The first user wrote.

“I wouldn’t say a lot,” James said. “About an hour 4 days during the week, and 3 hours on Saturday.”

“It definitely is worth it,” Kristine typed. “Flex that chest.”

James read the request a couple of times and looked into the camera. His teeth glowed with the light that was coming from behind the camera. He lifted his left arm up a little and his right hand held his wrist and he flexed both of his pecks. The muscle fibers in between them showed beautifully on the camera as his chest lifted and tightened. 

“Can you flex your abs too?” One of the others in the room asked. He noticed that 17 people joined since he last looked. Lots of people typed how they loved his abs. The compliments came in quick. The comments about how the rest of him looked came in just as quick.

Well, it looks like you are starting to get lots of attention now. Kristine sent as a text message. 

James nodded into the camera for Kristine and gave her a wink. He then flexed his abs and he could feel the love of the women in the chat window, even with many comments from Kristine flowing through chat room. 

James turned and worked the muscles in his back. Each of them part of the routine he used to do when he chased his bodybuilding career. He flexed each muscle and let it slowly ball up and then loosen back up. His biceps were now tight and he turned back to the camera and the monitor.

“Give us a nice view of your legs.” Kristine cut through all of the noise and he saw that he now had over 100 viewers. The chat was very busy with a lot of comments. Some of them asking about a private room. He noticed that he also had some tips now starting to come into the tip cup at the bottom of the page. His phone lit up with another message.

Looks like you are having a good time, and getting lots of attention. You should give them a little peek of what they really want to see.

James cocked his head to the left at the screen and his eyebrows shot up. He read the comments as they came through, a pace he really couldn’t keep up with.

“What do you have in those boxers?” Many people had asked similar questions. Some were less subtle and just said, “Show us your cock!”

James couldn’t help but to smile at the request.

“I guess I’m doing something that you all like,” James said to the camera. “I see a lot of requests for seeing my cock. Is that what you all really want?”

The chat room blew up with many variations that affirmed their need to see his cock. The tip cup on the page increased in value quickly with notifications that flowed by to tell him how much easy tip was for and who gave it. As he noticed it his eyes lit up.

“So, this is the first time I’ve ever pulled my cock out in public,” James said. The chat room blew up with more requests, some users almost begged to see it.

“I’ll see what I’m comfortable with, but why not.”

James backed away from the camera and the computer again. As his boxers came up onto the screen, he watched where he was in the window. As he got far enough away, he could see that the boxers he wore became visible. He stepped back a little further, he could see where they pushed out from his body. He saw the fabric stretched around the girth of his cock.

“Holy shit, that’s a fat cock,” went by in the chat room. 

“I can see that it must be as big as a normal man’s leg,” another user said.

“I want to see more,” was overwhelmingly the sentiment amongst the chat room. James stepped back a little more and there were now several inches of his cock and boxers on screen. It hung straight down. The crotch of the boxers had pushed it over to run down his right thigh. The outline of his cock was easy to make out with the yellow boxers. 

“That smiley face over his cock makes me smile,” Kristine typed in the chat room window. James noticed the comment.

“Thank you, a really good friend of mine bought these for me,” James said. “She always makes me smile. Since she talked me into this, I figured I’d wear them for her.”

James pushed the boxers down a little, showing his well manicured pubic hair. As he pulled the boxers down a little more, his balls were hidden behind the base of his shaft. He reached down into his boxers and then pulled his hand back out empty.

“I don’t know what you all expected me to do, but I think that is where I will draw my line for today. I thank all of you for the many compliments and hope you come back when I get the nerve to do this again.” James reached up and turned the camera off. His exhale was loud. His phone rang.

“Hello Kristine,” James said.

“Well, there’s now a hundred horny girls out there thinking about how big that cock is.”

“I didn’t expect to be giving a show for 100 people or so.” 

“I told you, you’re a good looking man. I’ll see you tomorrow to show you how much I enjoy you.”

“I look forward to it, as always.”

“Are you going to get on cam again? It looked like you’ll get a following. I already see 40 followers.”

“Fuck yes! That was exhilarating. I’m so hard that it almost hurts.”

“Hmmm, you should keep that load for me for tomorrow night.”


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Marie, when I saw a prompt about flaunting, you knew a little fiction (maybe some non fiction) had to come into the mix on this. I’m not saying this happened at any given point in time, but … well, there might be a lot of truth in fiction… I miss, well, that’s a story for a different day.

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