Until Dawn Prompts

TOO HOT. Hot Damn

Prompt for Anon on Tumblr; Climbing Class accidentally encounter each other on a gay cam Chatroulette site with the context that neither knew about the others sexuality.

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Words: 1881

Pairing(s): Chris/Josh Washington (Climbing Class), Mentioned!Ashley/Sam (The Badass and The Paranoid)

Additional Tag(s): Lewdness, Gay boys being Gay, Coming Out, Christopher Davis, Josh Washington, Mutual Masturbation, Face-fucking, Anal, actual (badly written) smut for once, be glad. I did this for you sickos. Haha, Not beta Read.

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I fiddled with the laptop in front of me, not sure if I should do this or not, I've never been one to flaunt my sexuality and I'm not really looking for anything serious at this time. I just needed some. . . help. Ya know? Everyone needs a little help now and again. And being in love with your best friend doesn't help, since you KNOW that's straight and would never give you the time of day. He was popular, and you were just his nerdy friend who didn't have the looks or the money to get anyone. So the next best thing; Cybersex? Camsex? Whatever. I sat my laptop to the side and took a deep breath, I got up and walked around my room, constantly looking in the mirror to see if I looked alright and kept fucking with my hair. Why was I so damn nervous? It's not like I'm going to ever see the person on the other side of the screen again and even if I did would it really matter? It was just helping one another out.

I finally relented and jumped back onto my bed, considering where exactly to aim my cam, I shut my eyes and began to think about anything dirty as I moved the camera down towards my privates. I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my jeans, pulling my self out and slowly stroking myself as I tried to imagine anything that could help me get hard. This was harder than usual, why was that? I squeezed my eyes shut and turned on my camera, instantly connecting onto the website and watching the screen with half lidded eyes. I gasped slightly when another cock showed up on the screen, the other person obviously ready for. . .whatever this was. I sighed in relief and followed along with their motions, not being able to stop myself from imagining my best friend instead of this stranger.

That seemed to work, I felt my dick harden all the way at the thought of Josh and couldn't help but feel a little guilty, thinking of him during a time like this but he was always the one to help me with everything, why not help me when he doesn't even realize it. I heard a moan and looked back onto the screen, watching the guy as he began to stroke himself fast.

"Fuck yes--" He growled and I buckled a bit, damn he sounded hot, I gasped slightly as I watched him stand up and kick his jeans off, his positioned himself back onto his bed and I watched as he pulled out a dildo. Fuck. I hummed in appreciation and watched his movements as he rubbed the dildo, covering it in lube and then proceeding to tease his already awaiting hole with it, from his angle I could see everything and I felt something coil up in my stomach, I slowed down my movements and panted a bit.

"Fuck, shove it in." I begged and he complied, shoving it all in, in one fluid movement, I heard his yell from pleasure and I began to imagine myself shoving myself into Josh, fucking him relentlessly, I squeezed myself and began to play with the tip of my member, biting my lip to cover up the moans that I would be so embarrassed to have to explain to my neighbors. The man on the other end didn't seem to care how loud he was as he whimpered and moaned. He's stopped touching himself at this point, only shoving the 9 inch cock in and out of swollen and abused hole.

"If you were here with me-- fuck-- This would be good." He said and I stopped my movements. He sounded just like--

"Josh?" I squeaked and the man stopped his movements, he pulled the blue dildo out of his ass and sat up, maneuvering the camera so it showed his face, "Fuck! Josh!" I said, moving the camera up to my face, I could see him looking at me as if he had seen a ghost and he began to stutter out profanity and asking what the hell I was doing on here and I could only feel myself curling into my bed, wishing that I had never said anything and wished I could die right now.