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Your best friend’s room has an odd vibe without him around. ..
🕑 Added 2024-11-29 19:30:03 +0000 UTC Your best friend’s room has an odd vibe without him around. You try to relax on the familiar but strange bed, knowing that your friend, his and your parents, and a few others were halfway across the country. You didn’t mind, of course - you had little else to do during semester break, and house sitting was the distraction you needed to keep your thoughts away from professors, degrees and the ensuing term papers.Another reason, which of course you never shared, is that they upgraded internet service and were twice, if not three times, the speed of what you had at home. The family computer was new as well, and you knew you had a ton of gaming and ‘other’ things ahead of you in relative privacy.As you make your way downstairs and log on, something seems to be wrong… The network is congested, unstable and otherwise misbehaving.Wait… What is this?You click around, the clunky desktop UI bringing you deeper and deeper into shared directories, files and folders. There isn’t anything of note in the pile - Documents, some old scanned photos, images and saved emails. No downloads, nothing streaming, no secret torrents… Why was the network being so awful tonight? As you ponder, the list of network devices churns into view. Between the other PCs, printers, right there. A webcam.You haven’t really seen one of these before, but of course heard about them - That has to be why the internet has been grinding to a near-standstill. You navigate to the shared directory, and find the local IP address that’s broadcasting so you can see what’s going on aaaand….A white, simple webpage flickers opens in the browser, with a small, square video dead center. The frame rate fluctuates, but the sound is clear:“Aw… fuck, that’s good babe… you like watching that babe?”A very compressed, tinny voice crackled out from the PC speakers, making you scramble across the desk to turn them to a lower volume. You found the problem at last: Kaiden, your best friend’s older brother. He had been home for a few months after going through a life skills program, spending most of his time upstairs and ignoring demands to find a job. He was in his mid 20s now, and… clearly knew enough to broadcast himself across the internet.Even under the smeared pixels and crappy lighting you could see what was happening - Kaiden was touching himself, slowly removing his clothes and responding to pings of instant messages that were just out of frame. In his hand was hentai of some sort, and as he continued to undress, pulled out his uncut cock, and stroked.You stare in shock, but can’t turn away as he continues, tossing the manga aside and playing with himself, soft moans coming through drastically lowered speakers.“Aw fuck, I love when we RP like this, babe…”You feel your cheeks turn red, reclining in the family room chair and taking one look around to make sure nobody else was downstairs. You paw at your own hardening bulge, matching his motions as you moan in sync. The bright, harsh light of the CRT keeps you focused, putting your now exposed cock in harsh relief as you feel apply pressure on your shaft, stopping at the base and letting yourself throb with anticipation for Kaiden to continue. Did you actually enjoy watching him, or just that you would be in so much trouble if you got caught?Kaiden rolled his head back in pleasure, bucking into his hand as his motions became a little more frantic. The signature sounds of cans and bottles clattered as he adjusted himself, straightening his legs as his moans were loud enough to be heard from where you sat, and not just from the speakers.“Oh… babe, it’s gonna be a big one, babe… I can’t hold it back…”Your own pumps get faster, finding yourself whispering in filthy things in response, urging and desperate, wanting him to shoot that load he’s been keeping from you.You gasp as you feel your own load shoot directly upward, coming down like a fountain and making a complete mess of the surrounding desk. Cursing, you clean up, making your way back upstairs and back to the privacy of the bedroom.“Oh. What’s up, Simon. Didn’t think you… you know, where still here.”Kaiden reached you at the top of the stairs, looking like he was making his way downward to get a drink of water. His shirt was still gone, and now you could see some of that load was still across his thick chest, mixing in with his sweat.You try your best to ignore it, and ignore your own mess, as you make momentary small talk and retreating at last. The bed still feels as strange as ever, but you can’t help but feel a little excited about the new entertainment you’ll be having this week.
