Daniel And I On Cam
We were in the lounge room, we’d given up on TV, you know, it is crap on Saturday night. We’d been smoking a steady stream of joints all night, we were pretty shitfaced.
"We should go on cam together," said Daniel. He looked over at me with bloodshot eyes.
"On cam?" I was surprised with the suggestion. Daniel was nodding in the affirmative, he seemed pretty keen.
"Yeah. Internet. I do it all the time. I think it's hot."
"What would we do?"
Daniel made wanking hand movements.
"What?"
"Brother's do it all the time, the punters love it. Gets a big following. Puts you at number 1."
“Number 1.”
“I’ll show you.”
Daniel had the laptop set up in no time. We called ourselves Brother’s Love.
“Here.” He patted the couch next to him. “Sit next to me.”
It was surreal, both our inhibitions were down. Daniel was keen to go. He said that the thought of people watching him always turned him on.
Then he said the light was on, which meant people had tuned in. There were messages running one after the other, which were people watching us. Daniel read the messages.
I loved it when Daniel pulled his pants down for the first time, it made me hard, I can tell you. He was half-hard, as his jocks slid over his thick thighs.
Then it was hard, thick and veiny. He has such a nice cock. Well, it is the same as mine, so I guess I have to say that.
“I like, um, being an exhibitionist,” said Daniel. “Turns me on.”
Not one of my kinks, but hey, he looked good doing it.
We got lots of viewers. Do you know how many of the punters wanted to see brothers touch each other's wieners? A whole heap.
I went to grab Daniel's cock, but he moved it away.
"I don't know about that bro."
"Give the punters what they want." I’m just pretending, don’t worry.
When we asked them, do you want to see brother love, you should have seen the machine gun fire of yes' coming back at us.
I pretended to grab it a second time and Daniel brushed my hand away half-heatedly.
The punters told Daniel to stop being a tease, one by one.
I said let's show them what we used to do when we were teenagers. Daniel laughed. Ha, ha. We told them instead, how we used to beat off together. He wasn't embarrassed, he was happy to tell them what we used to get up to. The viewers loved it.
They wanted to see the straight bro let the gay bro pull him off.
I pretended to grab him a few times after that, and Daniel pushed me away, not really urgently, not really desperately. The punters reckon he would have let me, they said they wanted to see it.
“Kiss,” said the punters. “Kiss your bro.”
We laughed. All the talk about us touching each other, made me forget how weird it was actually sitting there jerking off with Daniel.
We whacked off together. Our cocks are really similar. We both came at the same time. My cum hit him, his cum hit me. It was hot.
"We should go on cam together," said Daniel. He looked over at me with bloodshot eyes.
"On cam?" I was surprised with the suggestion. Daniel was nodding in the affirmative, he seemed pretty keen.
"Yeah. Internet. I do it all the time. I think it's hot."
"What would we do?"
Daniel made wanking hand movements.
"What?"
"Brother's do it all the time, the punters love it. Gets a big following. Puts you at number 1."
“Number 1.”
“I’ll show you.”
Daniel had the laptop set up in no time. We called ourselves Brother’s Love.
“Here.” He patted the couch next to him. “Sit next to me.”
It was surreal, both our inhibitions were down. Daniel was keen to go. He said that the thought of people watching him always turned him on.
Then he said the light was on, which meant people had tuned in. There were messages running one after the other, which were people watching us. Daniel read the messages.
I loved it when Daniel pulled his pants down for the first time, it made me hard, I can tell you. He was half-hard, as his jocks slid over his thick thighs.
Then it was hard, thick and veiny. He has such a nice cock. Well, it is the same as mine, so I guess I have to say that.
“I like, um, being an exhibitionist,” said Daniel. “Turns me on.”
Not one of my kinks, but hey, he looked good doing it.
We got lots of viewers. Do you know how many of the punters wanted to see brothers touch each other's wieners? A whole heap.
I went to grab Daniel's cock, but he moved it away.
"I don't know about that bro."
"Give the punters what they want." I’m just pretending, don’t worry.
When we asked them, do you want to see brother love, you should have seen the machine gun fire of yes' coming back at us.
I pretended to grab it a second time and Daniel brushed my hand away half-heatedly.
The punters told Daniel to stop being a tease, one by one.
I said let's show them what we used to do when we were teenagers. Daniel laughed. Ha, ha. We told them instead, how we used to beat off together. He wasn't embarrassed, he was happy to tell them what we used to get up to. The viewers loved it.
They wanted to see the straight bro let the gay bro pull him off.
I pretended to grab him a few times after that, and Daniel pushed me away, not really urgently, not really desperately. The punters reckon he would have let me, they said they wanted to see it.
“Kiss,” said the punters. “Kiss your bro.”
We laughed. All the talk about us touching each other, made me forget how weird it was actually sitting there jerking off with Daniel.
We whacked off together. Our cocks are really similar. We both came at the same time. My cum hit him, his cum hit me. It was hot.
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