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Seaweed and Snake
Chapter #4
Secret of the Intruder
By Paul S. Stevens
The intruder spread his legs apart and did an unconscious crotch-grab to rearrange his freeballing body parts as a kinky sort of lust glazed over his eyes, revealing volumes about the boy that stood in front of us before he even uttered his first words.
"I knew it! I just knew it!" the stranger said. "No wonder no one ever sees you around the neighborhood. If I had all this hot action going on over at my house, I know I'd never go outside either!"
"Who are you and what do you want?" Miguel asked as he spun around on his knees to boldly face the intruder. A small hint of recognition made him take pause as he looked at the intruder a little closer. "Do I know you?"
"I am Alejandro Antonio Álvarez," the intruder said as he introduced himself to us. "My name starts with an `A' and ends with a `Z'. You can call me AeeZee. I'm not surprised you don't recognize me. I'm your neighbor from across the street! If you came outside once in a while, you'd know who I am."
"How did you get in here?" Miguel sternly asked.
"You know, you really shouldn't leave your front door unlocked," AeeZee advised as he sarcastically answered. "If I could get in here just by walking in the front door, anybody could do it. It's not safe."
"Well, I'm Miguel Ignacio Sánchez Rivera and this is my house. These are my friends Seaweed and Snake," Miguel said as he pointed each of us out individually. "Now that we're formally introduced, get the hell out of my house!"
I don't think Miguel realized that AeeZee wasn't going to just turn around and leave, or back down as nice as you please. It's not like he came in here because he was lost, either. He was expecting to find something major going down and he wanted `a piece of the action'. He probably thought Miguel was dealing drugs or some other kind of lucrative action he could worm his way in on. I'm sure it wasn't at all what AeeZee thought he was going to find, but what he did find was too enticing to pass up.
It didn't look like AeeZee was repulsed by what he found, so he probably wasn't a straight, homophobic type, looking to do some gay bashing. On the other hand, he didn't look or act gay either. It was almost impossible to read him and none of us knew what to think. We waited to see where this was all going before we took any action. Miguel figuratively tied our hands by letting AeeZee know that it was his house and Jimbo and I were merely visitors with no authority to do or say anything of our own accord. Now that AeeZee had come in and discovered Miguel's secret, he now had the goods on Miguel to use as leverage and make us do what ever he wanted, and be able to get away with it unconditionally.
"Cool names, guys," AeeZee remarked as he changed the subject, while giving Jimbo and me an off handed compliment. "They'll make perfect screen names."
"What do you mean, screen names?" Jimbo asked innocently.
AeeZee confirmed that he was here to stay as he wheeled the desk chair across from us and then swiveled it around to plant himself in it. Our eyes were glued onto him as we observed a fleeting bulge begin to form in his shorts. By accidentally discovering we had turned him on gave us a small advantage. It wasn't much, but it was something we might be able to exploit later. He quickly got comfortable in the chair and crossed his legs, causally hoping to hide his arousal as he assumed a position of control. Then he leaned back in the chair as if he had just found his own personal `boys-in-bedroom' peep-show action to watch. Even though it wasn't the profitable discovery he was expecting, AeeZee still felt he hit the jackpot and got a little overconfident in his self-appointed director's chair.
"You didn't answer his question," I said, getting him to state what he was hinting about. "What screen names are you talking about?"
"Seaweed and Snake, of course! Those obviously are not your real names, right?" he surmised. "That's okay if you guys want to keep your real identities a secret from Miguel here, that's your business. Now that you've already got established screen names, you can make it work for you."
AeeZee had it wrong. Jimbo and I were not trying to keep our real names secret from Miguel. It was just that we had used our alternate names with each other for so long that we had become comfortable with them and we wanted Miguel to be comfortable with them too.
"For example," AeeZee continued. "When a customer puts his request in, he'll type something like, `Snake, please put your snake in Seaweed's mouth'. Not only is it personal for them, allowing them the illusion that they know you intimately, while at the same time, you can consider it impersonal and detached for you while you maintain your anonymity. Plus, using your cool screen names make it sound even hotter to them, like they're ordering around a porn star or celebrity! You see, those names will protect you since those are not your real names and can't be traced back to you."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Jimbo asked, really not getting his meaning. "What customers?"
"Well, don't you see? This is all too good to be true," AeeZee actually said out loud, finally clarifying his meaning. "You've got a pretty cool webcam sitting right here, going to waste. I think we should put it to good use right now. I'll run the camera and we can make it big online. Wouldn't that be cool? I'll set you up with a pay-pal account and get you hooked up to do a live BIB cam-show right from this little sexy hideaway of yours! As long as you're all naked and already getting `busy', we might as well make some money doing it, right? I've seen hundreds of BIB cam-shows on the Internet and what you three have got going on right now is already hotter than most of what is pumped out in most bate-rooms. I've never seen a live show before, but that's okay, I know exactly what all those porn scavenging peepers want to see. I'll direct your show, and between the four of us, we'll give them what they're starving for and they'll happily pay us for it. We're going to get rich in no time."
The three of us looked at each other like AeeZee was out of his mind. First off, we didn't think he knew how to do it, and secondly, we didn't think he had the balls to actually make us do it for him.
"Do you know how many hot and horny old perverts there are out there that will pay us the big bucks just to watch you three fuck?" AeeZee said excitedly. "After all, it was something you were probably going to do anyway, whether I was here or not, right? After you guys learn a few Internet tricks of the trade, you'll be able to perform `private shows'. Guys who request private shows are rich and will pay you as much as a hundred dollars for a one-hour private show, more if they think you're hot, just as long as you're willing to do whatever they ask of you."
"Hold on just a fucking minute! Who do you think you are coming into my home and thinking you can just pimp me and my friends out like this?" Miguel began.
A raspy sounding quality began to appear in Miguel's
voice like a small
"My friends aren't going to perform for you," Miguel continued. "And they certainly won't perform for a bunch of Internet perverts! If it's me you want then fine, keep it between us, but keep my friends out of it. They don't owe you anything!"
Jimbo and I were impressed with how much Miguel had matured since the last time we met. He had truly grown some awesome cojones as he stood up to AeeZee. The problem was, AeeZee's cojones were bigger and he proved it by dropping his bombshell.
"I don't think you understand, buddy," AeeZee threatened calmly. "Think of this as a home invasion. I'm not going anywhere. Right now, all three of you are mine. Your two friends are what you might call, collateral damage. You will do whatever I tell you to do. Your asses belong to me now. If you know what's good for you, you'll cooperate or face the... um... alternative!"
All three of us looked dumbfounded as our boners deflated. This guy was being serious about what he had in mind to do with us. He hadn't yet divulged whatever hold he thought he held over us, but whatever it was, it had to be serious enough to intimidate all three of us into cooperating. We had absolutely no desire whatsoever to perform for the likes of this slimy hood let alone be made to expose ourselves across the World Wide Web to a world of panting perverts and purveyors of porn.
"What makes you think we're going to do what you tell us anyway?" Miguel said, finally asking the all important question. "You think we're supposed to bend to your will just because you say so? I don't see any gun in your hands. In fact, I think the three of us can take your sorry ass `out' in a heartbeat, and we don't even need to get dressed to do it!"
"Is that any way to talk to your neighbor, especially when I only have your best interests at heart?" AeeZee said, dripping with even more sarcasm. "I don't need a gun to make you three my slaves. Your mother asked me personally, as well as all the other fine neighbors on this block, to watch out for you when she's gone and let her know if we ever see anything strange happening here. Well, what I saw today certainly qualifies as `something strange'. That got me wondering if I should report to your mother what I saw... as a concerned neighbor of course. The answer to that was a definite `yes'. That's what made me come down here and investigate, and look what I found. The price of my silence totally rests in your hands now."
The three of us stared with blank expressions as AeeZee began to detail all the incriminating evidence he had collected against Miguel.
"What if I told your mother that I observed two young teenage boys arrive in a taxi cab today and go into your house while she was away at work?" AeeZee began as he continued to detail his damaging sequence of events. "What if I told her that I was worried about you and came across the street to check on your safety? What if I told her that I didn't like the idea that there were two strange boys in your house without adult supervision? What if I told her that I found the front door unlocked when I came to check and let myself in, expecting to find a drug deal going down, or you being overpowered or raped by those two boys to get whatever they wanted from you, who, by the way, happen to be older and bigger than you? What if I told her that I risked my own safety to come down here, only to find you doing a consensual, all out sexual threesome in your bed with those very same two queer boys?"
"My mother won't believe a single word you say," Miguel bluffed.
"All she has to do is call the cab company," AeeZee coolly stated. "They'll happily verify that they indeed drove two teenage boys to this address, and I'm sure once she verifies that, she'll believe all the rest of it."
"You wouldn't do such an underhanded thing, would you?" Miguel wished.
"Do you really want to risk it?" AeeZee boasted. "After all, I would only be doing what your mother asked me to do. Every bit of it is true. Why would I make any of that shit up anyway, right?"
Miguel then dropped his head, staring down in
defeat. It wasn't very long ago that
Miguel had discovered his gay tendencies, but he knew that, even if his mother
suspected he was guilty of doing even one of those things AeeZee had listed,
his whole life as he knew it would change in a heartbeat. He'd lose all his freedom and he would never
be trusted to be left home alone again, either at his
AeeZee made it clear that he had it all figured out. Now that Miguel knew the overwhelming evidence that AeeZee held against him, the three of us were bound by Miguel's decision to bow down and comply with AeeZee's demands. He had us by the cojones all right, and there was nothing that Miguel, Jimbo or I could do about it. I personally felt that AeeZee had figuratively castrated us.
AeeZee then turned on Miguel's computer, booted it up, and prepared to connect us to a popular BIB-cam chat-room he knew about that was secure and easy to join, where he could get our BIB-cam show up and running with just a few keystrokes. As long as Jimbo, Miguel, and I didn't look too awfully young and AeeZee `checks' the `18 or over' box associated with the terms of agreement and being of legal age, we were relatively safe for the time being. Jimbo and I were about to become unwilling participants in AeeZee's twisted idea of what turned him on and was going to earn him some easy cash. He typed in a few commands and registered our avatars. He added Jimbo and I as `Seaweed', and `Snake', as we knew he would and created a new screen name for Miguel, signing him in as, `Mojo'. He set up an account under the real name of `Miguel Sánchez Ignacio Rivera' and opened a `free preview page' to get us started and generate some interest. Once the site accrued some serious attention, AeeZee planned to turn our initial `free preview page' into a token driven BIB-cam pay-per-view cum show.
Once he did all the computer setup, he picked up the webcam, pointed it at the three of us, who were still naked on Miguel's bed and clicked the `connect' button. In a matter of seconds, our own personal portal was opened. Then AeeZee called, "Action!" leaving us stunned that it can all be put together and activated in a blink of an eye. Up to now, Miguel, Jimbo and I had been in serious denial that we would even find ourselves here. We looked over at what AeeZee was doing, and just like that, our image began streaming and was uploaded to the chat-room site that was now freely open and available to the entire world to enter and become anonymous voyeurs.
Once again, the three of us looked dumbfounded as our boners vanished completely, leaving us in a totally flaccid state. We must have looked like three motionless ghosts that were white with fear. We must have looked quite cute and sexy, if not totally clueless. Then, we saw the image of ourselves appear on the computer monitor across the room as the site started to become active with visitors tuning-in and discovering us for the first time.
Miguel's whole bedroom appeared on the left side of the computer screen in a video style window while a strip of text messages appeared on the right side. At first, the list contained the rules and etiquette of chat-room decorum, later replaced with the text messages of our chat-room visitors and their requests and comments.
Rules: No spamming. Do not insist the cam hosts to do as you please. Do not announce other rooms or websites that would conflict with this room. Avoid any argumentative and/or rude posts related to the cam viewing. Do not attempt to post your e-mail address in the public chat.
Almost immediately, the computer chimed and AeeZee reacted with an air of freaky holiday.
"We've got our first response already," AeeZee beamed. "Our first visitor named `MorningWood', writes: "Get 'em up boys. Show me how big you three handsome sexy boys can get!"
We started to move around as we unwillingly tried to comply with the online stranger's commands. We were temporarily disoriented as we watched our mirrored selves move in reverse on the video screen. We also had a lot of difficulties getting our cocks hard enough to even masturbate as our situation made it nearly impossible to regain the titillated state we were in before AeeZee forcibly took charge.
AeeZee noticed the objects that Jimbo had bought at Mike's that he had tossed to the corner of the bed. The four-pack of small erection-keeping cock rings caught his eye and he pointed it out to us.
"Try putting one of those on," AeeZee suggested, referring to the package of rings. "Those beauties should keep your cocks hard for a while."
Miguel picked up the package. He opened it up and took one out for himself and then handed one to me and one to Jimbo, leaving the forth one in the package that he tossed back to the corner of the bed.
We used two hands to stretch the small rings down our shafts. Once we held them as far down our shafts as we could, we then let go. As they snapped into place, they gripped our cocks rather snugly and the tight sensation made our cocks grow unexpectedly. Miguel opened one of the single-use lube packets and squeezed some of the rich, slippery lube out onto his hand as he passed the packet around. We stroked our cocks a few times with the lube, and in seconds, our cocks were bulging as the taut rings made us grow super-hard and kept our boners from shrinking. It even caused the foreskin of Miguel's uncut cock to get pulled all the way back, thereby totally exposing his sweet purple cock head as it swelled and enlarged to massive proportions.
For the first time in his life, Miguel's cock looked as if it was circumcised, just like mine and Jimbo's were. I can tell that, even though we were being distracted by AeeZee and the online visitor, Miguel was proud to have his cock look like ours. These amazing rings made all three of our cocks look twice as virile and pumped up as normal and amazingly more sensitive as well. Now our cocks were ready to be flaunted to the world and we no longer had an excuse why we couldn't execute any of the online requests that we might be asked to perform from here on.
I don't know how Jimbo felt about it, or poor Miguel for that matter, but I was finding our naked, boner-bulging image that was traveling around the world at the speed of light to all four corners of the globe to be quite titillating and I was ready to receive some more requests from other online chatters to give our rock solid boners something to do and get us interacting with each other again, putting us back into the horny mood we were in when we first arrived.
Don't get me wrong. From the very second that AeeZee entered our lives, I've been thinking of as many ways as I could possibly think of to get us out of our situation, for Miguel's sake. But until I could think of a real workable solution, I was going to enjoy our seductive circumstances as much as possible.
I started to get into my temporary role as a `camwhore' and proudly modeled my bulging cock for the camera, and for `MorningWood', who I now wanted to impress more than anything. He asked us to show him how big our cocks could get and I was too ready to comply, displaying my inflated manhood for all to see. To my surprise, Jimbo and Miguel started following my lead and began opening up and joining in, flaunting their amazing dongs as well. It almost turned into a competition between us. My body became supercharged as my swollen boner made me feel empowered. It made me realize that I had the power to turn-on other guys and make them so hot that they'd be willing to pay to see more.
A follow up message from `MorningWood' appeared on the screen and AeeZee read it to us.
"That guy, `MorningWood' says: "Very impressive guys. You got me hard just looking at you."
A wave of titillation and pride raced through my mind making me want to start turning on as many guys as I could, just for the fun of it.
The computer chimed again and a rush of adrenaline coursed through my veins. My mind really started racing now as I wondered what we might be asked to do next from the new visitor who just entered the chat-room.
"Our next request comes from `DaddysBoy'," AeeZee said as he kept one eye on Miguel's webcam, (that was trained on us), while he kept the other eye on the computer screen, reading the incoming requests. As AeeZee danced around the room like a pop music-video producer with the camera in his hands, we continued to show-off our over-inflated boners to the lucky few who had made their way to our chat-room so far.
"DaddysBoy asks if you hot boys would do a three-way suck-off for him?" AeeZee said, relaying the most recent request to us.
I figured that was a reasonable request to make and I had no objection to performing it. But I also thought it was a pretty big leap, to go from getting ourselves hard, to executing a three-boy sixty-nine. So I took it upon myself to reach across to Jimbo, on my left, and Miguel, on my right, and stroked them to get them in the mood first. They, in turn stroked me, putting their hands together as one on my pulsating rod, and that helped me put my much needed focus back on the three of us and away from the outside world of internet porn.
Once the three of us were psyched up and horny again, Miguel, Jimbo and I laid ourselves down on the bed and began a triangular sixty-nine, the same way we had done once before three months ago when our three lives crossed for the first time. My mind flashed back to that amazing day that changed our lives forever. As far as I was concerned, Jimbo and I owed our lives to Miguel and that got me thinking about why we were here in the first place. Right then and there, I made up my mind that I was going to find a way to free Miguel from this unfair servitude imposed by AeeZee. I knew that Jimbo felt the same way for Miguel as I did, so between the two of us, helping Miguel break the chains that AeeZee held over him was the least we could do to pay back our special friend.
AeeZee held the camera as high as he could reach above the bed as he captured the three of us sucking each other off from a bird's-eye perspective, looking far more professional that way rather than streaming a static, stationary view that so many BIB-cam solo producers use.
That's when I caught a glimpse of something that might work in our favor. As AeeZee's muscles were stretched out beside us, holding the camera high over our heads, capturing our blazing hot, three-way suck-off, just inches from the ceiling, I noticed his boner was bulging and tenting in his shorts. There was no way to hide it anymore, and no doubt that it was just aching for some attention. Under normal circumstances, I would have simply reached out and pulled him into our group. I surmised that, if given the opportunity, we might seduce him into joining us, allowing his straining boner to do the decision making for him. I was willing to bet that he would much prefer to be holding someone's hot cock in his hands rather than be holding the cold camera. My idea was, if I could get him to join us while our webcam was still connected online, he would be just as guilty himself of the things he accused Miguel of. Then he wouldn't be able to expose Miguel without exposing himself in the process, thereby losing all credibility that he was totally blameless in the whole matter.
I was biding my time until the right opportunity presented itself. The more visitors our site attracted, making more requests to manipulate us for their amusement, the more AeeZee got drawn into the allure of wanting to be used the same way the three of us were being used. On the other side of the camera, he could have the power to control other men and make them pay him for his virtual online favors.
He didn't realize it at the time, but his growing arousal was becoming more important to him than the promise of quick riches that was his primary goal only a few minutes ago. He hadn't said it out loud, but it was becoming apparent that, out of the three of us, AeeZee was attracted to Miguel in particular, the very person he was blackmailing. The longer AeeZee held the camera on us, focusing on our most private and sexy attributes, the more he was becoming titillated himself. He seemed to be focusing his attention (and the camera) on Miguel, more and more, and I think he was just hoping for Miguel to invite him to join us so they could get their hands on each other. Even so, since his presence was mostly forced upon us with dire consequences, none of us were likely to make that gesture willingly.
I saw a frustrated exhibitionist inside AeeZee, struggling to come out, which confirmed my initial impressions of him. Until the time was right to swing him over to our side, I was going to have to go along with whatever requests the next online visitors were likely to make. I just hoped that Miguel, Jimbo and I could hold out long enough for that to happen. As the number of visitors increased in our chat-room, the greater the impact of what we were doing became more apparent to all of us.
The computer chimed again and another visitor entered the growing size of our public arena as he submitted his personal request.
"We have another request coming in," AeeZee said as he read the popup window, relaying the incoming text to us. "ForeskinAtor would like to see some real fucking."
"Okay! The team of Seaweed and Snake will now show `ForeskinAtor' how we do it back where we come from! Won't we, Snake?" Jimbo said as he pulled me onto my knees and positioned himself directly behind me.
It was a rare occurrence, but I liked it when Jimbo would take control and have his way with me. When we would get intimate, he was an awesome bottom for me, but when the mood would strike him, he was an even better top. He leaned over to the corner of the bed and grabbed up the economy six-pack of Trojan condoms, opened one and rolled it sensuously down his shaft. He proudly displayed his covered cock to the camera first before he placed the tip of his pulsating torpedo at the opening of my puckered rosebud. Then, using no hands whatsoever, he slowly and sensuously began to enter my restricted zone, penetrating my gateway with effortless style. My eyes rolled back into my skull and I saw a galaxy of stars dance on the inside of my eyelids as his manhood rigidly entered me, slowly, but relentlessly, and without mercy. To assist my partner and hurry his process along, I pushed backwards until he was as deep in me as he was going to get, pausing there so I could get used to his man sized intrusion.
Things were getting pretty extreme in the room and the tension was rising, so I felt a bit of levity was in order.
"You know what they say, Seaweed?" I began once I caught my breath. I could always count on Jimbo to follow my lead when the situation calls for it.
"No! What do they say, Snake?" Jimbo asked, instinctively playing along.
"They say, it's not gay unless the balls are touching!" I answered.
"Really, Snake? Are our balls touching?" Jimbo questioned.
"Oh, most definitely!" I confirmed.
"Then..." Jimbo said, egging me on.
"We're gay!" Jimbo and I said in unison.
Surprisingly, both Miguel and AeeZee laughed as the tension in the room finally mellowed out.
This was the opportunity I was waiting for and prepared myself to initiate my dubious plan. Just as I was ready to get AeeZee's attention, Miguel spoke first.
"I don't have a partner now," Miguel pointed out to AeeZee. "Why don't you put the camera down over there on the desk and come over here and fuck me?"
AeeZee was thrown by Miguel's bold offer and froze for a moment, wondering if he had heard Miguel correctly.
Miguel had made his offer to AeeZee in the nick of time, saving me from the awkward task of having to do it. The offer coming directly from Miguel carried with it a lot more weight than if it had come from me on Miguel's behalf.
"Don't be scared, AeeZee. I promise, I'll be gentle," Miguel humorously offered in the event he needed a bit of persuading.
No persuading was really necessary, but still, there was a small inner conflict going on inside his head. It was a serious conflict, if not brief. AeeZee's lust began to take over and his sensibilities lost the battle to his `out of control' hormones. His focus as our online producer began to wane as the inevitability of joining us took precedence. His boner was throbbing, and his balls were aching from being deprived and he finally let his guard down, finally turning all his attention to Miguel.
End of Chapter #4
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