Date: Mon, 08 Dec 2003 14:55:46 -0800 From: dude sweet Subject: Making Movies When I go into the chat rooms lots of kids have cams. I bugged my parents enough until they got me one. Of course there were lots of rules. Mainly I had to promise not to get naked and show my dick to people. Well I will tell you the truth, I hadn't even thought of that; I was way too much of a pussy to do anything like that. But lots of people asked. I mean every time I went into the room, tons of people wanted to view me. I then when I would let them, they would drive me crazy begging for me to take off my shirt and even more nasty stuff. It was such a pain; I finally had to disconnect the cam so people would stop bugging me. Then I was mad at myself for getting a birthday present and basically not using it. So a few weeks after I unhooked it, I was in my room after school and getting hard; so I wanted to jack off. I mean, when your 14, that happens a lot in case you have forgotten. As I kicked my shoes off my feet, one of them went flying across the room onto my dresser and banged into everything; everything being mainly my baseball trophy, my soccer trophy and my cam. I had forgotten about my cam. My boner told me it wanted to be filmed. So I hooked my cam up to my computer and sat at my desk. Instead of getting online, I just set up my camera to record my dick area when I was sitting down. After starting the capture, I pulled down my pants and my boxers. I pulled off my shirt and there I was, on the computer. Well it really only showed my boner sticking straight up, excited to be on the computer. If you've never jacked off with a cam pointed to your dick and watched it on the computer let me tell you something; IT'S FUCKING COOL! It didn't take long for me to come. I left the camera on while I cleaned up. Then I watched it. It was hot. It was only 3 minutes long, but it made me horny even more than I was before. So I watched it again and this time, I jacked to a movie of me jacking. Wow! Two comes in less than 10 minutes and I was still horny as hell. I moved my chair and re-aimed the cam. Then I got dressed all the way. I started the capture and did a strip show for the cam. By the time I was naked, I was of course hard. I sort of jumped around, danced around and played with it a little. Then I sat on my bed facing the cam and jacked it for the third time in a row. As soon as I came, I ran back to the computer to watch the show. My dick was too far from the camera to really see much detail, but it was still cool. After all the jacking I was sweaty, so I took a shower. After the shower I watched both movies and jacked off for a fourth time. It kind of defeated the purpose of the shower but I really didn't care. I liked watching me. Well even though I was still hyper from all the horniness, my dick was kind of mad at me, so I got dressed and went about my regular after school business. That night before I went to sleep, I watched the movies and jacked again. My dick was kind of sore, so I basically forgot about it for a few days. I mean even when my friend Marty came over after school Friday to spend the night, I didn't even think about it. As we played games on my PS2 in the family room I didn't think about it. When I got in trouble for not raking all the leaves after school when I was supposed to and had to go do it RIGHT THEN, I didn't think about it. When Marty went to my room to check his email and surf the internet while I was picking up leaves, I still didn't think about it. After I finished my leaves and got the job inspected by my dad, I went back into my room. Marty was just messing around on the computer. He started teasing me a lot; calling me a spaz and a dork and stuff like that. I just figured it was because I got busted by my parents over the chores. He was looking at me and laughing his ass off. At the time, I just thought he was messing with me about the leaves. When we drag out our sleeping bags and set them up on the floor, I still wasn't suspicious. Since I have only a skinny bed, I always sleep on the floor with my friends so they don't feel bad. As we lay there in our boxers, just talking he keeps telling me what a dork I am. He keeps looking at me and giggling. It leads to me stuffing my pillow in his face and then of course his retaliation. This leads to full scale pillow fight war until my dad pounds on the door and tells us to `simmer down.' What is `simmer down' anyway? I think `simmer has something to do with cooking; but what is `simmer up?' We settle back down. After a bit, Marty comes out with, "You got a big one." Huh? "A big what?" "Dude, your boner is huge." Well first of all, my boner is huge, 6.5 inches. But second of all, he's never seen my boner; no one has. I lay there trying to think if he's ever even seen my floppy dick. Probably last summer when we were changing for the beach or the water park. But it was definitely not a boner. During the pillow fight, my boxers might have gapped a little, but it was dark. Besides, I didn't have a boner or anything. As I try to figure it out he adds, "And you're a GREAT dancer." Boner? Dancer? FUCK! It finally hits me. He saw my video! I am a dork. I am a spaz. How dare he look at my private movie. Who said he could invade my privacy? What kind of lame ass friend is he anyway? I don't know if he says anything else or not. I put the pillow over my head so I can't hear him or see him and roll away as far as I can to be away from him. I mean he should never have looked at my private stuff. That's so uncool. In the morning, I am rude to him and mad at him and get him out of the house as soon as possible. I erase both movies and put my cam away. All week at school I avoid him and when he tries to talk to me, I blow him off. I mean, he crossed the line in our friendship. Totally. After a week of me avoiding him, he walks with me after school on Friday. When we get away from the school and other people I ask, "Why are you following me?" "I'm not following you. I am going with you, to your house." "You're not invited," I tell him as meanly as possible. "I invited myself. We have to talk." Talk about what? How he invaded my privacy? Fine, he can talk, then leave. I ignore him, but allow him to follow me into the house and into my room. I sit at my desk. He looks around then sits on my bed. "Why are you mad at me?" he asks. "Duh." "Why? Cause I teased you about how big your dick was?" "No." "Then why?" "God, you're stupid." "Ok, I'm stupid. Just tell me why you're mad at me." "Because you went behind my back and snooped into my personal stuff." "You mean your porno video?" I almost hit him. I never hit anyone before, but I felt like this might be the first time. "I didn't snoop for it. It was open, on your task bar. You always leave shit open on your computer. You never close your programs, you always leave them open. That's why your computer acts like a piece of shit. You left your movie open. I just clicked and suddenly there you were, dancing around. I didn't snoop for it or anything." Fuck me. I am an idiot. I am a lame ass. I am a bad friend. I suck at computer shit. Also I'm embarrassed. Embarrassed about making the movies, embarrassed about him seeing them, embarrassed about me being mean to him all week. I have nothing to say. We sit there in silence. He says, "I'm sorry I looked at your video." Well it's not his fault. I'm the one who should be apologizing. But I can't talk. My throat has gone so dry, I can't make any sounds. "Ok?" he adds. I nod. I still can't talk. He gets up and holds out his hand. We shake. "So what do you want to do?" he asks. Sorry, I still can't talk, Marty. "Why aren't you talking?" he finally asks me. I manage to whisper, "I'm embarrassed." "Embarrassed? You got nothing to be embarrassed about. You got a big one. You should be proud of that baby, not embarrassed. "I'm not embarrassed about my dick, I'm embarrassed that I made that movie. It was perverted." "No, man, it was cool. I jack off, you jack off, everybody jacks off. I would make a porno of me too, if I had a cam." Pause. "Especially if I had a giant dick one like yours. How big is it anyway?" Wait a minute. Too much is happening too fast. My video was cool? He would make one too? Oh, he asked how big mine was. While I'm still processing all the other things he said, I automatically answer. "6 and a half." "Dude, that's awesome." Awesome? What's awesome? Oh, I think he means my dick. "Thanks." Thanks? Did I just say thanks? What the hell does that mean? My head is spinning. I am confused about what is going on, about the world, about everything. "So we're friends?" YES! "Sorry I was a dick to you all week. I was just freaked out about you seeing me, about you seeing my movies." Good, now I apologized. And right away, I felt better; the fog started to clear. "Them? You made more than one?" "Yeah." He laughs. "Cool, I only saw one." "Which one?" "You did a strip show and danced around. Then you jacked." He gets up and sort of imitates me dancing around naked. But of course he is dressed and the camera isn't on. It's a big difference. "What's on the other one?" "I erased them." "Yeah and did you empty the trash?" Empty the trash? Oh, he means on the computer. "No." He sits turns on my computer. I move over and we both sit with half our butts hanging off the chair. He opens my trash can. "See dude, your movies are still there. When you erase them, then you have to empty the trash if you really want them gone." "Yeah, I know." I just forgot. "Can I watch the other one? Just for fun?" "I don't know man. It's embarrassing." "Well it's cool. I mean I don't want you to be mad at me again or anything. I was just curious. No big deal." He's right, it's no big deal. He already saw the most embarrassing one anyway. The other just shows my dick. You can't even tell it's me. "It's ok. You can watch it." "You're sure." "Yeah, why not." He clicks. It's the strip one. We watch it together. God, I'm embarrassed. He watches it all the way through, about 5 minutes. Then he clicks on the close up one. "Fuck man, you have a monster." It does look big. "Yeah." "Shit I wish mine was that big," he says as we both watch the video. "How big is it?" I ask curiously. "5.75" I come in the movie. "Dude, I want to make one. Of me. Can I? Where's your camera?" He wants to make a jacking off movie? Of him? Wow. I get it out, hook him up and show him how to capture. Then I leave him alone and shut the door. "Holler when you're done," I shout. I go to the bathroom to get some toilet paper in case he needs it for clean up. I wait outside for a few minutes. He calls me in. I put the tissue on the desk, but he is already dressed again. "Want to see it?" he asks. "Well you saw mine," I say. "Yeah, that's why I asked." "Ok." He clicks and I see his boner for the first time ever on the computer screen. He is jacking away, just like I was in my movie. When he shoots, he shoots like 5 big ones. His movie is only like 1 minute long. When it's over, he looks at me expectantly. "Cool," I offer. "Yeah." Well I want to jack off again. Silence. I guess we are both embarrassed and don't really know what to say next. I know I'm sure as hell pretty embarrassed; but stimulated too. Hey, we're friends again. "Want to sleep over tonight." "Yeah, but I didn't bring my stuff." "Who cares? Call your mom." So it's arranged. We play PS2 and eat with my parents, then watch a movie. It's `First Kid' about what it's like if your dad's the president. There is a funny scene where the kid moons everybody. Not exactly like our porn movies we made, but pretty damn funny. As we pull the blankets off my bed to use as a sleeping bag since he didn't bring his, I am thinking about the movies and jacking off and the boner that I now have. What am I going to do when we strip to our boxers? "Turn on the camera," he tells me. Our floor beds are arranged, so I go to the desk and point the camera at him. Yes! He starts to strip like I did. "Wait a second," I say as I turn on the capture. He starts again. It's hilarious. And exciting. Slowly he strips and one by one throws his clothes all across the room. When he only has on his boxers, I can see he has a boner. He moons the camera and me a few times, then stops his show. I realize I am disappointed he didn't go further. I decide to push him. "Pussy," I state. "Pussy? You calling this a pussy?" he says as he grabs his boner in his boxers. "Maybe," I say. I mean, I don't want to make him mad; I just want to tease him a little. "Fine. Turn it back on." Yes! I turn on the capture. "It's going." Oh man, it's hilarious. He dances and strips off his boxers, holding them over his boner so you can't really see it. Then he stands still, facing the camera and whips away his boxers and throws them across the room. I had no idea that seeing his boner in person would make me so horny. My dick was ready to burst. If I even adjusted it a little, I was afraid it would shoot right there in my pants. He stops. Looks at me. Says, "Ok, your turn." Yipes! "Ok." Now I have to get naked in front of him. We trade places. He pulls his boxers back on, his boner starting to go away. Well mine is still totally hard. I dance. I strip and hide it, I show it. It's fun. I finish. I put on my boxers and sit next to him on the chair, my boner still tenting. We watch the movies. It's cool. I stay hard the entire time. I really, really hope we jack; but I don't want for him to freak out or anything. "When I did the movies on the first day, when I made those two porno movies, I jacked 5 times in a row" "Shit man." "Yeah, my dick got mad at me." "You came all 5 times?" "Yeah." "Cool." "I don't know why, it just made me extra horny." "Yeah." I grab my still hard dick. "I'm horny now." "Yeah, I can tell. You going to jack off on the camera?" "I don't know." "Ok." "Are you?" "Maybe. I don't know. I already jacked today on the cam." "You can only jack once a day?" I ask, surprised. "I don't know; never tried it more." "So try it." "You gonna?" "Yeah, if you do." "Whose first?" "Same time?" "Jack off together? On the camera? At the same time?" "Too gay?" I ask. He laughs. "Dude this is all totally perverted." I laugh. "Yeah." "Ok. Let's do it." Yes! `Get on the bed, facing the camera, I will get it set up." He does, still in his boxers. I point the camera, go across the room and sit next to him facing the camera. "Ready?" I ask. "Yes." "1, 2 3." I pull mine down, releasing my pent up boner. He does the same. We jack furiously. It doesn't take long and I explode all over my belly. "Dude," he says admiringly. I watch him. It takes him a few minutes. "Sweet," I say after his explosions are over. He pulls his boxers back up, without cleaning up and goes to the desk. There, he stops the recording and cleans up with the tissues I brought. I do the same. We sit in our boxers watching our show. It's fun. We get into bed and sleep very well that night.