on camera. ♱ woosan

🔞 ( 𝟢𝟣. ) ── cyber.

cw : smut , masturbation , voyeurism ♱

San was slumped over his computer desk, eyes fixated on the screen in front of him as he intently watched the clock tick by. His outfit was casual, dressed in a plain zip-up hoodie and sweatpants, which were ideal for a cozy night in. The digital clock on his computer read '8:36 pm', and he couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of restlessness as user KittyYoung had yet to arrive. San was eagerly anticipating the start of his stream, which typically began at precisely 8:30 pm. He always made sure to be in the virtual waiting room at least five minutes early. Each passing minute only added to his growing impatience, and he found himself absentmindedly licking the inside of his cheeks. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the familiar face popped up on his screen, bringing a sense of relief.

"Hello everyone~" he greeted the camera with a friendly wave and a slight grin, "I apologize for the delay." The boy said, eyes scanning the comment section. A flood of comments immediately poured in, expressing understanding while a few complaints surfaced, which San hoped the boy would disregard. San himself typed a comment, assuring that it was fine. That being able to see him at all was a gift in itself.

KittyYoung smiled once more before continuing, "Now that I've surpassed 50k followers... I thought, why not try something new?" The camboy said, fidgeting with the zipper on his tracksuit.

San couldn't help but chuckle. KittyYoung possessed an enchanting voice, surpassing anything San had ever heard. The mere thought of hearing it in person overwhelmed him, as any interaction with Kitty had the potential to push him to his limits. His infatuation was evident in how he arranged his class schedule around the camboy's streaming sessions. More comments flooded in, with most of them praising KittyYoung's unique attire. It was certainly a departure from the usual.

Since the very beginning, his devotion had been unwavering. It all started during his final year of high school, and now, as he prepared for his final year of college, his dedication to the boy remained steadfast. Even after countless relationships, he always knew that he could come back to his streams. San left a comment echoing the sentiments of others before generously making a donation that far surpassed his usual contributions. As the camboy's gaze briefly scanned the comments, San's heart skipped a beat, only to be met with a return of eye contact through the camera lens.

Kitty let out a weary sigh, pulling down the zipper of his tracksuit to reveal a snug white t-shirt reminiscent of the gym uniforms featured in his roommate's beloved high school anime. With bated breath, San removed his own jacket, fixating his gaze on the screen, absorbing every detail of KittyYoung's physique. The tightness of the shirt left nothing to the imagination, showcasing every contour of the boy's body, from his hard nipples to the subtle dip of his navel. San had questioned if Kitty had gotten more toned since his last stream. Perhaps it was the sheer thinness of the shirt, allowing the black ink of his tattoos to peek through. San couldn't help but wonder what the camboy's skin felt like. He was sure it was soft as ever.

He left another donation.

Rising gradually from the sofa on which he had been seated, the camboy leisurely proceeded to lower his trousers, unveiling a set of tight, crimson gym shorts and a pair of sheer, thigh-high socks. San stared hungrily at the way the boy's thighs threatened to rip the socks in two. San had always had a subconscious attraction to thighs, his eyes never failing to observe any pair of legs he saw on the street. He didn't realize how much he liked them until he became a viewer of Kitty's.

"Do you like it?" the boy asked, wringing his fingers together, "I got it just for today."

"Cute." San muttered under his breath; his eyes darting toward the comments to see that everyone else seemed to feel the same way.