ICQr Pix, Chapter 4

After dinner, we began our Crotchcam Online Live! premiere.  Cam did the honors, since it was his idea.  He decided to start nude, so he sat in front of the computer with nothing hidden.  The thought excited him, and his slender rod pointed straight at the camera.  With the digital, I recorded the action.  He was working with the clips we had taken earlier, adjusting the size of the files and uploading clips onto the site.  From time to time he’d run a casual hand up and down his prick, which remained ramrod straight.  Then,  unseen by the crotchcam,  Alper crawled under the desk and started to stroke Cam’s thighs--a touch that Cam could not resist.  He began to breathe harder and stroke his cock more.  Precum started to ooze from his tip, and Alper added some ballstrokes, his hand from time to time appearing briefly on the screen.  It was fairly obvious that something was going on, but a viewer could not tell what.  Alper changed from thigh and ball work and began to jack his friend’s throbbing rob full length.  Now the camera recorded someone else’s hand full time, but not the owner.

    I set the digital on auto and zoomed it to a wider angle.  Then I presented my own raging hardon to Cam to suck on while Alper continued to jack him off.  Without missing a beat, he zoomed the crotch cam out to include his sucking on my dick, watching himself onscreen doing it.  Seeing himself in action was finally too much, and he took his hands off the keyboard to grab my hips instead.  He pulled me hard against his face, burying his nose in my bush.  I began to fuck him in earnest, while he rode me in perfect rhythm.  Below, Alper had shifted from hand job to blow job, and Cam was about ready to explode.  Sensing it was time, Alper finished him off with his hand, letting the camera record the cumshot.  I climaxed as well, giving Cam more cum than he could accommodate.  He released my dick from his mouth and just leaned his cummy face against my groin.  I gently caressed his blonde head; he dropped a hand to Alper’s below.

    The latter needed release as well.  He urged Cam out of the chair, and took his place instead.  Then taking a tube of always-handy lube, he greased himself up and told Cam he could sit back down again.  Cam positioned himself, Alp lined up, and pulled Cam down onto his swollen member.  Cam raised up a bit, then lowered himself again as Alp thrust upward.  Together, they fucked Cam’s ass until with a final spastic thrust Alper filled his friend’s ass with his seed.

    All three of us were spent, and we turned the crotch cam off.  After another shower, we returned to the computer to check on credit card orders.  Cam was right on the money:  subscriptions had indeed doubled.  Our evening’s pleasures had netted us more than ten thousand bucks.

    Maybe I would quit my day job after all.


    Alp had just finished a rather casual morning suck on Cam’s dick in front of the crotch cam, and turned toward the camera to show off the cum that adorned his face.  Cam wiped a glob off his friend’s chin and let him lick his fingers before turning off the camera.

    “Hey Cam,” Alp said,  “know what?”

    “No, what?”

    “You’re getting pubes!”

    “No way!  I am not!!”  Cameron exclaimed.

    “You are too!  They tickled my nose while I was blowing you.  Look!”  And Alp showed him the first scraggly hairs  at the side of Cam’s still half-hard dick.

    “Euww, gross.  I do NOT want to get all hairy.  I’m gonna shave them off.”  He headed into the bathroom, and we both followed.

    “If you’re going to have your first shave,” I said, “we should record the moment for posterity.  I’ll get the camera.”

    By the time I had returned, Alp had already begun to lather up Cam’s crotch, and the latter now sported a white foamy bush.  Cam invited him to continue doing the honors, so Alp took my razor and knelt in blowjob position.  He slowly drew the razor across the pubic area, and then with careful strokes eliminated all traces of hair or fuzz surrounding Cam’s half hard dick.  He felt between Cam’s thighs, but found no evidence of impending hair.  I handed him a washcloth wet with hot water, and he washed the shaving cream from Cam’s groin.  He was even smoother than before, which was hard to believe, and Alp enhanced that with a generous application of moisturizing cream.  By the time he had spread it over the shaved area, Cam was fully hard again.  Alp added some more cream to his hand, and began to massage it into the shaft.  Cam’s breathing had quickened, and he was making little moans of pleasure.  I put the camera down so I could drop my own shorts, and then sat down on the toilet seat.  I added some cream to my own throbbing rod, and putting my hands on Cam’s hips, guided him back and down onto me.  Needing no guidance whatsoever, he sank right down on me, his tight, hot ass swallowing my engorged penis.  Then almost before he was even completely full of me, he rose up, nearly releasing me before settling back down. 

    I pumped into his ass as Alper milked his front, and in very short order, Cam came, I came, and Alp stood up to present his own solid meat for attention.  Without leaving his position impaled on my lap, Cam leaned forward and took Alp into his mouth, lavishing his cock with tongue and lips, and reaching behind and under to caress balls and ass.  Alp was right behind us in arousal, and seemingly within seconds blasted a load into Cam’s mouth and across his cheeks.  He sank onto Cam’s lap, and so we sat, spent, satisfied, and sweaty.

    Alp wondered if he was getting any hair.  Unlike Cameron, he looked forward to his racial heritage of body hair.  He checked himself out, but could see no signs of impending pubes.  I told him to stand up so we could check him out more closely.  I pulled the cosmetic magnifiying light down to his crotch and looked carefully.  Cam checked out his other side.

    “The fuzz is getting thicker, I think,” I announced,  “And a bit darker.  Won’t be long now.”

    “Cool!” said Alp.  “I can’t wait.”

    The doorbell interrupted our puberty inspections.  Pulling on my shorts, I went to answer it.  At the door stood two of our weekend models.  Both sported prominent erections; neither wore more than gym shorts.

    “What’s up, guys?  Besides you, I mean.”

    “Well, we were just in the neighborhood, and thought we’d stop by.  Just for a visit.  If you don’t mind.”

    “I think we can make time for a social call,” I said, ushering them into the house.  “Perhaps you’d like to make yourselves comfortable?”  With that, I slid my hands into the nearest waistband and slipped the shorts down to the floor, while the remaining boy followed suit.

    Two fourteen-year-old boys stood before me, twin brothers by birth, but as different from each other as night and day.  Richie was tall and skinny, seemingly anorexic except for his enormous appetite, and not much developed yet.  He was also extremely limber, and could twist his body in incredible ways.  His dick was skinny as well, about three inches soft and five hard,  and his balls usually hung low and pendulous below a handful of sparse black hairs.  Robbie was shorter and better built in all departments:  a young Adonis, he had broad shoulders, firm pecs, defined biceps, and a hard, fat six inch inch cock that protruded horizontally from a tuft of still-straight golden hair, a shade darker than the blonde curls on his head.

    What they lacked in physical similarity, however, they made up for in sexual prowess and appetite.  They’d been experimenting with each other for years, starting when they still took bathtub baths together.  Even Cam and Alper marveled at their performances, their stamina and recovery.  They managed stuff we had previously thought impossible.  And they were ready to show us more.

    “Get the lube, Richie,” Robbie said.  “Let’s do fuck-n-suck.”

    Cam handed a tube of KY to Richie, who quickly slicked up his slender shaft, and then added more to Robbie’s waiting hole.  Wasting no more time, he entered his brother from the rear, ramming his erect tool deep with the first stroke.  He began fucking in earnest, but then slowed down after several strokes.  He pulled his brother to the floor with him, ending up with Robbie sitting on Richie’s rod.  Richie twisted his long limber body around Robbie’s waist as the latter swiveled a bit to meet him.  As Richie worked on Robbie’s ass with his dick, he began working on his brother’s frontside, licking the nipples, sucking and stimulating every square inch he could reach.  He got to the lower abdomen, and then took his brother’s hard meat into his mouth, sucking and slurping as he continued thrusting into the ass from the other side.  If you have never seen such a performance, you will no doubt question the possibility of these actions.  But they were totally real for us in my living room, and we’ve got them archived on the website too.

    Robbie reached his point of no return first, and exploded into Richie’s mouth just about the same time as we saw Richie tense up and with a massive lunge up against his brother, shoot his load as well.  The two kissed and just hugged each other as they relaxed into a post-orgasmic moment together.  Cam, Alper and I were hard and horny after their performance, so  we presented our own evidence that the performance had been a turn-on.  The boys received simultaneous service from Robbie while I buried my cock in Richie’s mouth.  Both of the twins were experts at blowjobs, and after their hot show, it took little to bring all three of us to climax again.  By coincidence or psychic connection, we all three pulled out at the first spurt, and shot hot cum all over the twin’s faces.  We joined them on the floor in a five-way hug or heap, depending on how you define such things, slick with sweat and cum and lube.

    Although five in my shower was a bit tight, it seemed to be the appropriate thing to do, so we headed for the bathroom and sort of rotated under the hot shower spray.  Ten hands washing five bodies in a steamy, standard tub made it impossible to be sure who was doing what, but it was lovely, even though we were not yet ready for more sex.  Well, most of us weren’t.  Sometime during the rinse cycle, Robbie had gotten hard again, his horizontal hardon poking insistently against whatever flesh came within range.  When it happened to be his brother, Richie likewise stiffened up, and with little urging buried their cocks in Alp and Cam.  Having only cum twice so far this morning, I too got hard again, and plunged my own tool into the perfect ass of Robbie.  I marveled at his smooth, broadening shoulders and his perfect little ass.  I reached to his chest and massaged his nipples, bringing them immediately erect.  He and I were in perfect rhythm as he also fucked Alper, who was again hard as well.  Cameron likewise, and those two boys commenced jacking each other off as their asses were receiving serious pleasuring from the two teenage cocks. 

    If you have never fucked a teenage boy in your bathtub while he fucks your adolescent sex and business partner, next to another teen fucker and fuckee pair, with hot water cascading over your back, you’ll simply have to take my word:  it is way hot.  Perhaps because I was able to watch everything from my vantage point, I came first for a change.  My third orgasm of the morning pumping into Robbie’s hot ass pushed him into climax as well, and that triggered Alp, which triggered Cam, and finally Richie.

    After another group catching of breath, we rinsed the newest cum off and got out of the shower.  For a change, all five cocks hung limp and relaxed as we dried each other off.  We headed for the kitchen and a snack to recharge our batteries.