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Anakin turned his gaze towards the top of the screen: 21 viewers. Well that was fast considering he just turned his webcam on. The chat was flooded with some hello's and lots of tasteless dirty talk. He rolled his eyes but nonetheless plastered a smile on his face and waved his hand. He started slaming his fingers on the keyboard, typing rapidly.
'AnalSky: hello lovelies! i hope youre going to enjoy the show today'. He looked directly into the camera and winked.
Anakin made sure to turn his microphone volume up before making himself more comfortable against the armchair. His hands grasped the back of his neck, slowly descending down his shoulders and towards his abdomen all the while arching his back. He bit his lip before dipping his hands under the black T-shirt. Slow, feathery touches all over his abdomen and then up towards his chest. His left hand left the warmth of his skin only to grasp the hem of the T-shirt and tug it up showing off his chest and putting the article of clothing between his teeth. Anakin didn't hesitate to bring both of his hands to his nipples, twisting them till they hardened. Groans, somewhat muffled by the T-shirt made their way out and the chat was once again flooded with declarations and confessions. He tried to avoid looking at it, he hated the dirty fucks who were probably madly stroking at their cocks while typing furiously love declarations. Anakin was here for the money and the pleasure and you'd have to pay him 8.000$ per month to make him go out with some 45 year old who hasn't learnt how to wash his dick properly but wants to take him out for dinner and make love on the beach.
'Anakin, concentrate!' His fingers left his chest and he moved towards his belt. He undid the buckle with ease and slipped the zipper down. His cock sprang free thanks to the lack of underwear. Though he didn't dare touch it yet, instead he spoke clearly.
"I bet you want to see me play with my cock, don't you? I bet your mouth is watering right now just thinking of the possibility of touching it, tasting it. But you can't." He grasped his cock as the last word left his mouth. "A-ah, you like that, huh?" Slow strokes, let the animals starve. "Want to see me come all over my chest. Taste my own come." He grasped his head and toyed with the slit. "You'are all dirty fucks, but I'll give it to you."
His strokes picked up and so did the volume of his moans. His pace was steady, hand gliding easier with the help of precum. Anakin's left hand started fumbling with his balls, alternating between stroking and groping. Fuck, he needed more, needed it faster, harder. A ragged groan, a harsher pace and the edge of orgasm approaching. There was the added factor of being watched, he has always liked being the center of attention, loved being seen as the deity he truly was. Knowing there were a bunch of hungry men on the other end, desiring his body and affection but with no chance of getting it brang him to climax.
"Fuck! I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm comin-FUCK!"
He shot all over his chest and stomach before he reclined against the back of the arm chair. "Enjoyed that? But we're not quite done yet." As promised Anakin dipped his fingers into the cum, swishing it all over his stomach and bringing it to his lips. He tentatively licked the tips before shoving them into his mouth sucking the fluid off. He made sure to moan as loud as he could.
"Well that's it for today. See you again Friday."
The number of viewers started dropping until none remained. He cleaned himself up, muted his microphone and was about to turn off his webcam when he noticed the number 0 blinking into 1. He shook his head.
AnalSky: youre a little late buddy
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Obi-Wan was not good with computers, you could go as far as to say he was a disaster. His friends always joked about him being a stone age time traveler man who has just witnessed the miracle of technology. It was funny the first time, not so much after the fifteen time. He was searching for any news in the competition field so you can imagine the horror on his face when an ad popped up, and not just a random ad but one redirecting to a gay live streaming site. A man with brown mid length hair appeared on the screen. He was shirtless. Obi-Wan started to sweat. He couldn't find the close button, Obi-Wan started to sweat more. Oh God what if the man was able to see him too? He forgot all about closing the tab and his hands shot up to cover the webcam on his laptop. When he looked at the screen to see if the stranger noticed him he noticed a string of letters on the right side of the video.
AnalSky: youre a little late buddy
Bringing one hand down from the webcam he started typing.
Guest4532: Can you see me?
AnalSky: wat
AnalSky: no. have u ever used a cam site
With a relieved sigh he dropped his other hand and continued typing.
Guest4532: No... and by the way I thought you needed to be an adult to do this kind of stuff.
He saw the man's quizzical look before his eyebrows scrunched up in anger.
AnalSky: fuck u!! I'll have u kno im of age to drink,smoke and fuck ur mother
Who the hell did this kid think he was? A fucking kid who went by the name...AnalSky. Obi-Wan couldn't take it, he burst out laughing.
Guest4532: Alright AnalSky...
AnalSky: ok look i need 15minutes and then i can give u the show of ur life u know like taking ur cam virginity
Guest4532: I appreciate the sentiment but no. I'm only here because I searched for judo competitions and somehow arrived here.
AnalSky: well im here 4 the pleasure and the $$$ take the offer, i dont give em to just anyone could even call u master
The boy said mimicking a blow job. The gesture was obscene yet mesmerising. The man was quite attractive Obi-Wan had to give him that.
Guest4532: I'd rather pay you to type correctly. Just a sentence, only one. You can do it!
AnalSky: Oh no, I'm so sorry this is the internet and not my graduation paper!
Guest4532: You get an A for the effort.
AnalSky: wowie thanx master
Obi-Wan couldn't believe he spent the next two hours talking to a stranger who masturbate live for a living. I guess life is full of surprises. One moment you're trading taunts back and fort and the other moment this attractive stranger is asking for your Skype.
Obi-Wan, what have you gotten yourself into?
Guest4532: It's bluelight.