āāāā stranger2 is typing...ā
wes decides to click on an ad on one his frequented sites... heās definitely not disappointed.
He does it more nowā¦
Not all the time, like, heās not some sort of crazed animal trying to get it all the timeā¦
Or rather, get off.
He doesnāt feel weird or guilty about it anymore, even though he really didnāt know why those feelings were there in the first place because itās just wanking, right? Right.
And so what if he likes to open an incognito window every few days and watch the few porn videos heās seen that really get him going? Heās a boy and heās stressed. Wes thinks he deserves the right to wank when he pleases. The subject matter of kissing and wanking and sex and everything in between still make his cheeks light up like a tomato. God, he hasnāt even had his first kiss yetāā He hasnāt even been on a date yetāā He hasnāt even held anyoneās hand yet, and here he is, typing on his computer minutes away from grabbing his dick.
Sweet, Wes.
I have the right to do this, i have the right to do this. Was all he was thinking to himself when he sunk into his mattress and put his laptop beside him. His parents were goneā¦ Again. They leave for trips more often now, and he thinks it might be because his mom canāt be around them both at the same time because it just makes her angry at Wesā father, butā¦ Enough of that. His fingers scrolled along the mouse pad of his laptop, trying to decide which video he wanted to watch, when he saw an ad down below for a free chat service this site has, where you can chat to a porn star.
A ā¦ Chat service? Likeā¦ haā¦ Like Etherapy, but likeā¦ Sexy Etherapy? He shouldnātā¦ He really shouldnāt, and yetā¦ Yeah, there goes the mouse and his finger clicking on it anyways.
Instantly a little white rectangle popped up in the lower right hand corner of the website, a stranger 1 is typingā¦ showing in the box in a light gray font before a message appeared.
Stranger1: which porn are you going to watch?
What was he supposed to say to that? He waited a few secondsā¦ A minuteā¦ Three minutesā¦
Stranger1: hello? Stranger1: iām going to exit outā¦ Then his fingers went rapid, typing to the faceless person. Stranger2: sorry, sorryā¦ Stranger2: iāve neverā¦ done anything like this before Stranger1: you mean porn? Stranger2: i meanā¦ had a conversation during porn or likeā¦ while iāmā¦ you knowā¦ Stranger1: uhā¦ people who have sex usually have some words between themā¦ Stranger2: yeahā¦ wellā¦ iām not really in that category soā¦ Stranger1: hmā¦ wish i could help you out with that, but sadly thereās a screen between us. Stranger2: heh, thanksā¦ umā¦ so how does thisā¦ work like.... Stranger1: well, you pick a porn and i talk you through it, almost like sexting or phone sex, only through chat. Stranger2: ....ohā¦. uhā¦. okay, umā¦. i really like the oneā¦ the first one when you search intimate and romantic?? donāt laughā¦. but i like that one. Stranger1: huh Stranger2: what? Stranger1: nothinā, iāll tell ya after. go ahead and click play.
Wesā heart was already beating, and he was already slipping out of his jeans as he clicked the big white triangle to play the familiar video. He kept his t-shirt on, which is what he usually did, but he doesnāt really know why.
Stranger1: see the way seeās slowly dragging her fingertips down his chest? see the way her lips brush the skin of his neck just below where his stubble stops? see the way he grips at her hips, but not too hard? just hard enough? see the way theyāre breathing each otherās air but not kissing yet?
And god, yeah he saw all of that, he really saw all of that this time, and having someone point all of those little things that are more romantic than sexual means this person already knows Wes, and what he likes.
Stranger1: you can already see him getting hard. are you getting hard, mysterious stranger? Stranger2: y es Stranger1: good.. oh even better, he just unclasped her bra. can you imagine what that feels like? holding her breasts in your palm so sensually and hearing her beg for you to touch her some more? you finger running over her nipples as sheās moaning your name to do it again Stranger2: y rs Stranger1: ;) already getting to the typos huh?
Wes didnāt respondāā couldnāt respond because it would take too much time to type out a defensive reply with one hand, seeing as how the other hand is already busy with palming his erection through the thin, blue cotton of his briefs. Little hums of pleasure welled up from the back of his throat, and he just wanted to hear more.
Stranger2: plS Stranger1: ;) Stranger1: oh looks like while we were waiting, she slipped out of her tight panties, and now his tongue is being put to such good use. you see that? The way her back arches with every flick of his tongue against her sensitive clit? looks, like weāve only caught the end of that wet dream causer because now sheās pushing him back on the bed. Stranger1: oh, boyā¦ looks like itās his turn. oh wow, see that cock springing out of those tight boxer briefs. i bet your briefs are feeling a bit tight, huh? why donāt you slide them off for me Stranger2: ..mmn. Stranger1: yeah, slide you hand over your cock, feel her mouth surrounding you Stranger1: touch the head, brush your finger over the slitā¦ try to feel her warm tongue running along the underside of your cockā¦ Stranger1: tug on it, stranger, feel that high
Wes doesnāt think heās ever felt this wound up; heās never felt such a desire to relieve this coiling in his stomach, yet such a desire to feel it more. He just feels good. His hand moves along his fully hard erection, doing just as stranger2 said. He tried to feel a mouth around him as he began to tighten his grip and move faster.
Stranger1: waitā¦ slow it down nowā¦ donāt want you to come yet, babe. gotta get to the really fun part.
Reluctantly, Wes did what sheāā heāā whoever said because if this person was a porn star, then he should probably listen to the advice. His tugs slowed, and he wanted to curse at this stranger to stop teasing, even though they only have the power of word.
Stranger2: okā¦. m cls th Stranger1: i know you are, baby, but keep it slow Stranger1: now watch the screen again. we missed a little bit i think, but itās fine, because he just started. see that, babe? see him moving in and out of her in such a slow way that you can see the love and care he has for this woman? he wants to hold her and protect her and show her his love in the gentlest way he can. until he picks up the pace. still romantic, though, right? Stranger1: speed up now, babyā¦ grip tight and yank, and pull, and touch, and fondle. feel the tight heat wrapping around you, listen to your name being moaned, taste the skin of her neck on your tongue, smell the perfume at the crook of her neck. feel the sensuality between these two.
He couldnātāā He could not take this anymore, he was about to lose it and fast because of these expert words coming from this strangers mouth, who somehow knew the exact thing to say to make Wes fall to pieces. At the last words behind the cursor the feel the sensuality, Wes lost it. He felt such a euphoric ecstasy that heād never felt before, and he knew it was the words of this stranger who pushed him over such a high edge and into a blissful pool of pleasure. āOh myāā Oh god.ā His hand moved rapidly, feeling that sticky whiteness spill over his hand and stomach as he rode out his orgasm.
Stranger1: babe you good?
Wes couldnāt respond yet, he could barely see straight, and he didnāt even know how he managed to grab the towel next to his bed to wipe himself off. He really didn't know how he managed to slip on a pair of boxers, but now he feels stable enough to respond.
Stranger2: really good Stranger1: good, babe. oh, and before i go, let me say this to youā¦ that porn we just watched? Stranger2: yeah? Stranger1: iām in it Stranger2: ohā¦ā¦.. wow
What the fuckā¦ He was hearing these dirty words from someone in his most watched porn? What the fuck?
Stranger2: whichā¦ uhā¦ which one are you? Stranger1: hmmmmmm which one do you want me to be? Stranger2: iā¦ donāt know Stranger1: ;) maybe itāll tell ya next time Stranger2: but i donāt know your name! Stranger1: guess weāll have to go on faith then, huh? Stranger2: yeahā¦ guess so.
