Date: Sat, 15 Dec 2012 14:23:13 +0800
From: horn1269@gmail.com
Subject: Webcam Boys chapter 2: Transactions of the mind (gay/young friends)

Disclaimer: You are about to read a fictional story. This story features
underage boys engaging in questionable behaviour. All similarities with any
persons living or deceased are purely coincidental. Really. If you're not
allowed to read this, then don't. If you don't want to or find it
offensive, then I question how you came upon this in the first place.
Comments and suggestions are very welcome, but spare me the flames. Gimme a
break, I'm not that good at writing yet, haha.

Note: If you're looking for a quick fap, this ain't your story. I place
heavy emphasis on the backstory and any perverted interactions are milder
than most and come later compared to other similar stories.

TL;DR This is a story with sex, not a sex story.


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This chapter is dedicated to Brian Roberson, author of "Quincy and His
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				g.martinez presents:
				     Webcam Boys



Dramatis Personae:

William James - 12 year-old boy who is very fond of computer games. He's
desperate to get exclusive game content that requires real money.

John Watson - 11 1/2 year-old boy who is William's best friend. He worries
a lot about William especially after the sudden changes in his friend's
behavior

PBear1213...? - mysterious stranger William met online. He claims he can
give William the money he needs for his wants, but at a price...


Chapter 2: Transactions of the Mind

	William played with much more enthusiasm for the next few days. His
newly acquired exclusive item, the "elite aggro meth tonic" gave him an
edge against even high level enemies and most other same level
players. While it did make his character significantly more susceptible to
hypnosis, sleep and madness, he didn't care. He loved having an elite item
so much that he knew he had to have more.

	Three days from the time the mysterious PBear1213 sent him his
ticket to exclusivity, he added his generous benefactor as his first ever
non-family contact on Skype.

	"Hey, it's been a while. Thought you weren't gonna add me," typed
the apparently online PBear1213.

	"Uhm, sorry bout that. Loved the creds though, thanks very much. I
was wondering if you could gimme sum more!" William replied.

	"Yes, I can. But like I said, you have to give me something in
return..."

	"Like what? You said it wasn't money... so, uhm, do you want to go
quest together or something?" typed William, whose curiosity and desire for
more credits had already over ridden all his other instincts.

	"No, get on cam then I'll tell you."

	William didn't wait to be told twice. He had a webcam in his
cabinet, but his parents only authorized him to use it when he called his
uncle, aunt and cousin Geronimo, who were living in the
Philippines. William knew that he would be breaking his parents' orders by
using it for a total stranger, but he reasoned to himself that what they
didn't know won't hurt them, and that they were asleep anyway.

	A while later he could see his own face on Skype as it reflected
what his webcam saw.  William's blond hair was getting slightly longer,
looking generally unkempt but making him look better nonetheless. His eager
hazel eyes were glued to the screen and his lean cheeks were scrunched up
in anticipation; the monitor's backlight accentuated his rosy complexion.

	William stared at the call screen expecting to see the face of his
anonymous benefactor. But instead, he just saw a picture of a farm pig, the
same kind that killed him in the game. William's left eye twitched in
annoyance as PBear1213 began typing a message.

	"Nice. Nice. You look good." typed the stranger
mysteriously. William didn't know how to react to this and decided that the
guy was just weird that way.

	"Uh, thanks, I guess" he typed sheepishly.

	"I like what I see. As a token of my appreciation for your trust,
I'll give you credits again."

	"omg! Thnks very muuuuuuuuhc!" William was so beside himself with
excitement that he couldn't even be bothered to check his spelling.

	"Open your account now and you'll see the transfer's been done. But
hey, you want more, right?"

	"Yes yes yes thank you so much! What do I have to do?"

	"For now, nothing," typed PBear. "Consider this another freebie. If
you want more, and I promise you that I will give you more, then Skype with
me again tomorrow night. I'll ask you to do something else on cam. Just
remember that it's a secret between us...and well, I hope you're ready to
earn it. But anyway I'm giving you credits for free, right? "

	It was only now that William had any inkling of suspicion. What did
PBear mean `earn'? Did he want William to sing or dance or something like
that? He reasoned that it couldn't be anything too bad. He wouldn't mind
singing for the guy even though he knew he had as much musical talent as a
frog. He could dance those silly girl dances in Youtube if PBear
wanted. Heck, he could even do a strip dance like the one he almost saw his
dad watching (he got caught only after ten seconds of the woman dancing,
still fully clothed). Those might all sound like weird and potentially
embarrassing things, but at this point William could have done anything for
more credits.

	"You're on" was William's only reply. His excited smile was caught
on webcam, as well as every other facial gesture of his that conveyed his
absolute submission to PBear.

	True enough, when William turned on his game the next day, he had
received 50 more credits, with which he bought the Axe of Agracult, which
was actually a sword, which kills most animal type enemies in one blow. He
felt the need to test out his new exclusive weapon on a farm pig, with what
could only be described as a cathartic sense of satisfaction.

	At around 11 P.M. William turned on Skype again. Immediately, PBear
messaged him, asking how he spent the credits he was given. William wasted
no time in describing in lush detail his new axe, which was really a sword,
and the things he'd done with it, oblivious to the fact that PBear's
one-worded replies implied disinterest.

	"So, you want more?" typed PBear.

	"Hell yes!" replied William.

	"Ok, but now you have to do something for me."

	"Anything!"

	"Promise this is a secret between us, and that you won't back out."

	"I promise, I promise!"

	"Ok, take off your shirt on cam."

	William's smile faltered when he saw what PBear wanted. Again, a
sense of danger filled his senses, as if this was one of those things his
father expressly forbade him to do. Then again, his father was also the one
who told him never to install games on his computer, and he chucked that
rule out the window until his dad just gave in. Still, William was
hesitant. But it couldn't be that bad, he reasoned to himself again. He was
going to get free credits anyway, so he wondered why he was so apprehensive
now.

	"What, you chickening out?" typed PBear as the webcam video went on
to show two whole minutes of William being lost in thought.

	"No" William simply replied. Without any more delay, he pulled off
his yellow shirt and exposed his lean chest to the chilly night
air. William felt a bit cold and rubbed his arms a little, showing his
smooth, boyish hands and shoulders in the process. His nipples
inadvertently erected because of the temperature, but William didn't
notice. PBear however, did.

	"Very nice, you look very good!" he typed.

	"Thanks??" William replied.  If he was honest with himself, he'd
admit that he was very flustered, anxious and a bit cold. But he ignored
all that. His brain was currently focused on doing absolutely one thing:
get more credits.

	"Ok, now rub your nipples" commanded PBear. William thought that
was a weird thing to do, but he did do it anyway. He realized that rubbing
his nipples made him feel giggly, with a feeling that was close to being
tickled, but different altogether.

	"That's right. Good boy. Now get off the chair and let me see you
all over."

	Again, William did as he was told. He didn't think too much about
what PBear was saying and what they implied. He didn't even think about any
reason to hesitate again, until he saw PBear type another message. He went
closer to the computer and read:

	"Nice. Now take off your pants."

	"Whut" at this, William was dumbfounded as he replied. Alarm bells
at the back of his mind sounded again, although a bit dully, as though they
were being obstructed by some sound-resistant material.

	"You heard me." typed PBear insistently.

	William didn't know why, perhaps he was still suffering from a bit
of shock, but he obeyed PBear's dubious command. He positioned himself
farther from the computer so that his webcam would see his whole body.

	Slowly, he undid his pajama buttons and fumbled with his fly for a
bit. He wondered if he was supposed to be unwilling to undo his pants for a
stranger. And if he was, he wondered why his body didn't stop him in the
slightest.

	A few seconds later, his pants fell to the floor, revealing his
white briefs. As PBear could have plainly seen, William's boy bits were
outlined rather prominently on the front, forming a noticeable
bulge. William seemed to be aware of this and how embarrassing it was that
he tried to cover his bulge with his hand, with the only result being a
quickly rising boner because of the contact between his hand and his
cloth-covered privates.

	Partly because of his boner, he went back to his seat so that the
webcam only saw his bare chest. He saw PBear typing another message, and
William couldn't help but wonder what much else this stranger wanted him to
do.

	And just as he finally reached the most likely answer to his
question, PBear put his thoughts into words: "Take off your undies. Make
your cock hard and wank on cam for me."

	William read with a mingled sense of shock and wonder. He was so
taken aback that he instinctively said aloud, "No effin' way!" There was a
tense pause where William just stared at the screen. He vaguely knew that
PBear must have been doing the same thing, since he wasn't typing anything
in reply.

	Moments later, PBear was typing another message. "Why not?" he
asked.

	"I just don't wanna" William replied, his hand on autopilot. He
still couldn't register how he should react to such a request. There was a
moral battle raging inside his head right now, which he visualized as his
Aggro Knight Pirate fighting against some large rabid bear with robotic
limbs.

	At this point, William turned off his webcam and just stared
blankly at the screen. A stranger wanted to see him naked. Not only that,
he was being asked to masturbate. The nerve of that guy! It sounded gross,
obscene and forbidden...well, at least that's what he thought he should
feel. William had never been asked something like that before. He'd never
even seen any other boy's dick before let alone him showing his to someone
else while masturbating.

	Though the webcam was turned off, William's Skype was still
open. The bottom of William's chat screen indicated that PBear was
currently typing a message, but after a few seconds a tiny eraser graphic
signified PBear cancelled typing it. This went on for a couple of minutes,
with PBear deciding to abandon messages halfway through. William just
started at it blankly, still subconsciously nervous and wondering if PBear
was getting nervous as well.

	"Maybe playing a bit will make me feel better..." William thought
out loud. He booted up Dragon Sorcerer Kingdom Wars and decided to explore
a new area that was recently released in the latest patch.

	The new dungeon was called Gardner Labs and had the rather morbid
backstory of having been used as a mad scientist's lair where he
experimented on humans to create evil, super-intelligent human robots. For
the next three minutes, William's Aggro knight Pirate fought through
robotic zombies and metal undead, all the while feeling dismayed that his
Axe of Agracult, which was actually a sword, proved rather ineffective
against these new enemies. William was having a hard time concentrating
partly because of his sword's inefficiency and partly because of the
conflicting thoughts in his head.


	In William's mental battlefield of right versus wrong versus
embarrassment, a new figure emerged: reckless pride. This man, PBear,
wanted to see him naked, wanted to see his cock. That could only mean that
he would like it, right? Otherwise, he wouldn't have insisted so
much. William masturbated on occasion just like other boys. He did it to
relieve his morning boners and to help him get to sleep at night. For as
long as he knew, jacking off was his thing, a personal thing. But now
someone else wanted to see him do it... as if he were a star and he had an
audience, as if he was worth watching like those highly paid action stars
on TV.

	After barely surviving the metal zombie horde, William's Aggro
Knight Pirate accessed the big metal door signifying a boss battle. William
knew that he'd likely die after seeing how the normal monsters overwhelmed
him, so he was almost unsurprised when a huge cybernetic bear lunged at his
character and promptly smacked the living daylights out of him. Almost. The
respawn loading screen so helpfully advertised that cyber bears were weak
to Pavlov's Bell, an item that cost 150 credits.

	William stifled a curse and quit the game. He didn't have anymore
credits, and had lost his drive to play. He was still very much confused
what to do with PBear. The man was a perv, he concluded. But PBear had been
a great help to him at the same time, and seemed like a nice guy all
around. There was something else too...


	In William's mental battlefield, reckless pride was transforming
into vanity and wiping out all else. It subdued embarrassment, doubt and
any moral uncertainties. This man wanted to see him naked. This man thinks
that he, William, was good-looking. Though PBear could be a perv, the
compliment nevertheless flattered William. And PBear didn't say "you're
hot" or "you're sexy" like what a perv would say to women. He said "you
look good". It sounded more like a sincere compliment than a perverted
comment. Wanking for PBear seemed infinitely naughty, but somehow that only
increased its allure. William had no more words to describe this feeling of
reckless abandon that was now coursing through his veins, and through his
dick, which had risen to its full three and a half inches inside his
briefs, twitching as it went.

	And anyway, he was getting credits.

	William checked his Skype again and was amazed that PBear was still
online and was still trying to write something despite William having left
to play 20 minutes ago. He thought that PBear might have left, but as it
turns out, this guy must be really patient. Or really eager to see him
naked. Or maybe PBear thought that William was still undecided since he
left his Skype open even after turning off the webcam. Maybe it was that
last part.

	"Dude, still there?" typed William.

	"Yeah. Sorry if I scared you..." PBear quickly replied.

	"So, there's this new thing in the game that costs 150 credits..."
William turned on the webcam again and leaned back so his whole front could
be seen.


	Pbear was still about to reply when he noticed William's
willingness to cooperate, in the form of his twitching boydick, on the
screen.

	"Go for it, little dude =)" PBear typed ecstatically. The smiley
almost seemed like a sign denoting his victory over the young boy.

	William, this time without any hesitation, pulled down his
underwear and let his boyhood bask in the cool night air.




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So guys, what do you think of chapter two? This is my third story and i'm
having a heck of a time doing formatting and consistency. But now I've got
all these awesome people helping me out:

Bk

Karl

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and all the guys who expressed their desire to help me out


Thanks so so much, guys!


Any comments? Send me a line through my email:

horn1269@gmail.com

and tell me what you think about the story so far! Any suggestions and
criticisms are welcome too!


So sorry about the cliffhanger, but hey Asassin's Creed does that a lot
too. this time i just focused on the psychology behind wanting to wank for
a stranger, because I believe that boys dont just drop their pants for
anybody.

I promise that part 3 will have some actual action already :))

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