Date: Fri, 12 Sep 2008 14:25:17 +0000
From: A. B. <wildcard100@hotmail.com>
Subject: Cam Trouble

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Disclaimer: You know what you're getting if you're here so if you don't
like it, don't read it.  This is a work of fiction.
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I guess I have no one to blame but myself. I was stupid. But now I don't
know what to do. I suppose I should tell you a bit about myself first. My
name is Jack, tho recently I've been called "Jackie". I'm 13.  I'm skinny
with blond hair and blue eyes and some freckles across the bridge of my
nose. I'm not very good in sports but neither are the few friends that I
hang with at school so it's not a big deal. I've been told I'm "cute". In
fact, for as long as I can remember I've heard people say I'm too pretty to
be a boy. Up until recently I just laughed that off.

I'd been jerking off for almost a year thanks to internet porn and parents
who are clueless about computers. A couple of months ago I started wearing
some of my older sister's clothes.It started when I found a pair of her
panties in my dresser drawer. Mom had been putting away the laundry earlier
in the day and I guess she got a pair of my sister's panties mixed up with
my things. It had happened before but this time, instead of getting upset
with mom I found myself holding the panties and getting a boner as I felt
the silky nylon and lace in my hands. I don't know what came over me but
for some reason I just wondered what it would feel like to wear them, so I
stripped down and slipped them on. As soon as I felt the cool material
cupping my hairless little balls my cock got rock hard and I just had to
rub myself thru the material.

It seemed like only a couple of seconds passed before I was cumming in
them. I panicked and quickly stripped them off and rinsed them out and put
them back in my dresser to dry. Later that day when they had dried, I snuck
into my sister's room and put them in her dresser. As I was putting them
away, I gazed at all the other silky things in my sister's drawer and began
to get another hardon. I couldn't explain it but something inside me wanted
to try on all those things. I couldn't do it right then since my folks were
downstairs and my sister was supposed to be home any minute so I closed the
drawer and went to the bathroom and just jerked off imagining her bras and
panties and picturing myself wearing them.

It was a couple of days later when i had the house to myself all day that I
went back to her room and began a closer look at all her lingerie.  Panties
and bras and slips and something I later learned was a garter belt
eventually lay all over her bed as I examined each one carefully.  A few I
even held up to my nose and sniffed and I swear I could still catch a whiff
of what I assumed was my sister's pussy.  I stripped down and began to try
some of the things on. I found an old training bra of hers way in the back
of the dresser. The cups were padded to give the young girl the appearance
of small breasts and when I finally figured out how to put it on I nearly
came without even touching myself as I looked in the mirror and fondled my
"tits".

Over the next few weeks I began to imagine what it must be like - how I
would feel - if I HAD to wear things like bras and slips. I remember my mom
telling my sis sometimes, "You can't go out like that, everyone can see
thru your skirt. Go put on a slip."  or "That shirt is too see thru, you
have to wear a bra." I wondered....what would it be like if mom told me
those things. If I was told that I HAD to wear a bra because my boobs were
getting too big and boys would ogle me. I felt a thrill run up my back at
those moments as I imagined the feelings of embarrassment and humiliation
that I'd experience if I had to go thru that. I wondered if that's how
girl's felt?

I began trying on more and more of my sister's clothes and jerking off
while wearing them. Skirts and dresses. Slips (both half and
full). Pantyhose and stockings (once I figured out how to wear the garter
belt). I'd jerk off looking at myself in her mirror and imagine being
outside when a gust of wind would blow up my skirt. I imagined how
embarrassed I'd be that boys would see my panties. these fantasies always
gave me raging hardons and I jerk off three or four times in a row. Often
shooting nothing from my cock because my little balls were so drained of
cum.

I had found a cam2cam chat room on the internet and would chat with
people. Most of the time I kept my webcam off and just told them I didn't
have one. I lied and would say I was 18 as I'd talk dirty to them. I didn't
care if they were guys or girls. It was rare that I'd find a real girl who
was willing to show herself on cam but I remember the two times I did find
a real girl willing to masturbate for me.  Both times I came in seconds,
even tho the girls weren't that pretty.  I had more success when I'd
pretend I was a girl online.  Then I'd get bombarded with messages from
guys that were all too eager to jerk off on cam for me.  for some reason, I
wasn't grossed out watching another guy jerk off. A lot of them were good
looking and it didn't seem much different to me to see a guy jerk off by
himself as when I'd see videos on-line of guys jerking off on a girl's face
or tits. See, it all kind of seemed to flow into it. It turned me on to
dress up in my sister's clothes.  Then I stated fantasizing about being a
girl in those clothes. Then I pretended to be a girl to get people to chat
with me. Then I watched guys jerking off while I was pretending to be a
girl. I didn't think of myself as gay or anything. It just kind of
happened.

The problem started tho last week. I was chatting with one of my friends
(not sex chat - just normal chat) and we both had our cameras on. When he
had to go, I switched to the sex chat room I frequented. But I forgot to
shut off my cam. When I'd switched rooms the cam window that showed my own
cam got minimized and I went and put on a miniskirt, panties, bra and
spaghetti strap blouse and sat back down at the computer. I pretended I was
a girl in the room and called myself "Jackie". I soon was flooded with
messages. I chose one guy who said he was 16 (I felt bad for him because no
one under 18 was supposed to be in this room and if the mods found out he'd
have been kicked). He asked if I wanted to watch him jerk off on cam and I
said "sure." I should have known something was fucked up when he said it
was cool that I didn't mind "doing c2c". I typed that I didn't have a cam
and, after a long pause, he simply typed, "Hmmmmm?"  I asked him if he
still wanted to jerk off on cam for me and he said he did. When I clicked
on the cam, I saw that he had it angled down so I couldn't see his face.

"Oh...shit...you're....." I heard him say over the speakers.

"I'm what?" I typed back.

"Nothing...um...I was just gonna ask if you could see me,"

"Yeah," I typed back. "Nice cock."

"You'd like to suck it wouldn't you? You little slut" he asked.

"Mmmmm...yeah..." I typed.

"Are you playing with your pr...pussy?" he asked.

"Yeah," I typed in reply. I slipped my cock out from under my skirt and
began to stroke it in time with his pumping.

He began to really talk dirty and it was turning me on. "Yeah, you know you
wanna suck this big cock of mine you fucking slut. I wanna fuck you in the
ass bitch. Have you ever been fucked in the ass?"

"No," I typed.

"Well, I'm gonna fuck you in that tight ass baby. Would you like that?"

"Mmmmm...yeah," I typed, "Yeah, fuck my ass lover. I want to suck your dick
and feel you in my ass and in my pussy. I want you to fuck me good and
hard."

"Yeah?" he asked, "you want me to fuck your pussy baby?"

"Oh yeah," I typed, "I want it in my pussy and in my ass. I want you to
fuck me good and shoot a hot load in me."  At that he began to cum. He
moaned loudly and I watched as he shot one, two then three loads of white
sticky cum onto the desk next to his keyboard. I began to cum too and shot
a small load which I caught in my hand. I'd taken recently to eating my cum
and lifted my hand to my lips and began to lick and slurp my spunk and
that's when I got the shock of my life.

"Oh yeah you fucking fag," I heard him say, "Eat your cum. Lick it up good
you little sissy."

I froze. I looked at the screen. It was then that I realized that my own
cam window was minimized. I clicked on the icon at the bottom of the screen
and suddenly I was looking at my own cam feed. I could see myself clearly,
bent over the keyboard with my hand halfway to my lap, my cock sticking out
from under my miniskirt. My eyes wide open like a deer caught int he
headlights.  Even in the bad resolution of the webcam I could see my face
blushing beet red. I heard the guy on the other end laughing. "You didn't
know your cam was on.  That's priceless!  Hahaha. Hey sissy fag... Let me
ask you....HAVE you ever been fucked in the ass? Have you ever sucked a guy
off for real?"

I could only shake my head. I began to reach for the disconnect button but
before I could hit it I got the second shock when I heard him say, "I
wouldn't disconnect yet Jack if I were you." I froze again and looked at
the screen. I could see him adjusting his cam so I could see his face. My
third shock in as many minutes came as I realized who it was....Brian
Johnson...the 16 year old jock from down the street. Brian was a junior in
my high school and I was a freshman. For the most part Brian had never
bothered with me but he had bullied some of my friends on occasion. Nothing
too severe...just some name calling and a shove now and then. Our school
had a "zero tolerance" policy for bullying so generally the bullies didn't
beat the crap out of you like they did in the old days. But a trip in the
lunchroom or a shove into the lockers was still a common occurrence.  I
felt my heart sink into the pit of my stomach.

"I've got all this saved Jackieeee" he said my name tauntingly. "I own you
now. Hahaha. See you in school tomorrow."  Then he disconnected.

I won't go thru the fear and sick feelings I had the rest of the day and
all that night. My mom almost kept me home the next day because she was
sure I'd come down with something. I'd hardly slept and...well...you can
imagine what was going thru my head. I knew I had to go to school tho. If I
didn't show up, god only knew what Brian would do or say. Sure enough,
right after second period, Brian cornered me in the hallway. "Hey
Jackieeee," he said. "Here's the deal...for today anyway...I'm not gonna
say anything...yet...as long as you do whatever I tell you. First off I
want you to go the locker room after next period. There's no gym classes
fourth period so it should be empty. Just go behind the wall into the
showers and wait there.  Understand?"

I nodded. "See you later sweety," he leered. All sorts of things were going
thru my head. I thought he would beat the crap out of me. I thought maybe
he'd just turn on the showers and soak me from head to toe so I'd have to
spend the rest of the day soaking wet. I thought he'd have all his buddies
there and tell them everything. I thought...I didn't know what to think.

After third period I did as he'd instructed and found myself in the showers
of the empty locker room. I was shaking so badly it must've looked like I
was having a seizure. A few minutes later Brian walked in. He was alone. I
was thankful at least for that. I started to talk, "Listen Brian, please
don't tell anyone about yesterday. I-I only did it that one time....I-I
just was curious about what it felt like and..."

"Shut up sissy," he said. "I don't wanna hear your bullshit. I know that
wasn't the first time you dressed up like a bitch. I've seen your nickname
in that room pretending to be a girl a lot of times. And no one that hasn't
pretended to be a girl before would eat their own cum."  I stood there
silently. My face looked down at the floor. I was so embarrassed and
humiliated. "Look at me!" he shouted. I looked up startled. "Now, here's
the way it's going to go. You're my bitch.  You're going to be my little
slut girlfriend from now on. I'm not going to make you do anything when
other people are around 'cause then they'd know and I wouldn't have
anything to hold over you anymore. But if you ever backtalk me or refuse to
do what I say...well...then everyone at school is going to get an email of
the video of you in your sister's clothes jerking off and eating your own
cum. So...we have a deal?"

I couldn't imagine a worse fate. I tried to bargain with
him. "Pleeeeaaassse Brian. I'll do anything else you want just..."

"Shut up!" he shouted again. "This ain't open for discussion. Its a simple
yes or no. Are you my bitch? Yes or No?"

"B-but..."

"YES or NO?"

"yes" I said meekly, my head again dropping to the floor. "Good," he said,
"Now, let's get started." I looked up at him with wide eyes. He unzipped
his pants and, looking around furtively even tho we both knew no one was
there, he pulled out his dick. "Suck it bitch," he commanded.

I gasped. "No way!" I said, still in denial of the reality of my
situation. He pulled out his cell phone. "You see this?"  he asked, "I have
a copy of the video in my phone. I have an email group I set up that has
over twenty kids' email addresses. Once that video goes out to them, it
won't take long before it's forwarded all around the school. I have the
email all set up here, ready to go in the "draft" folder. All I have to do
is push two buttons and its gone. And in case you're thinking of stealing
my phone, I have a copy of the video saved on my computer at home. So even
if you were able to get this phone away from me, all that'll happen is
you'll just delay your humiliation by a couple of hours till I get
home. So...I'm only gonna tell you once more....suck my cock you little
sissy fag."

I looked down at his dick. He was getting harder as I watched. His cock had
to be at least seven inches long and I could see a bush of light brown hair
peeking out from his fly surrounding the base of his dick. I looked up into
his eyes and he smiled a wicked smile. "C'mon baby...you know you want
to. Go ahead Jackie. No one's here. No one's gonna see.  No one's gonna
know except you and me. Get down on your knees like a good girl and suck my
cock." He then leaned in closer to me and caressed the side of my face. His
fingers running thru my hair and softly whispered, "If you do a good job, I
may buy you something pretty."

My knees went weak. As if of their own accord I felt them give way and I
sank to the floor. I was on my knees and felt like I was having one of
those out-of-body experiences. I saw my hand rise up and grasp his
cock. His dick felt hard and hot in my hand. I marveled at how different it
felt from my own. "That's a good girl," I heard Brian say as if in a
dream. He thrust his hips forward and I felt the tip of his cock touch my
lips. I felt a wetness and when he pulled back slightly I saw a thin stream
of pre-cum attached between the tip of his cock and my lips. Involuntarily
I licked my lips and tasted the salty wetness. Even tho it didn't taste all
that different than my own I still almost gagged at the thought of eating
another boy's cum until I heard him speak again. "C'mon Jackie...that's a
good girl...open your mouth..."

Again he slowly thrust his hips forward and I knew I had no choice. I
opened my mouth and felt the tip of his fuck stick slide past my lips. He
held the sides of my head and continued to whisper encouragements. "That's
it baby. Open wide. C'mon, c'mon, we don't have all day. You don't want
someone to walk in and find you on your knees like a dirty slut now do
you?" He thrust forward some more and I opened wider. His rod forcing my
lips apart. He was more than half way in and I heard him groan, "Ohhhhhhh
yeaaahhhh....that's a good little slut...watch the teeth"

I covered my teeth with my lips and closed my mouth around his cock and
felt it throbbing on my tongue.  "C'mon you little whore. You know what to
do. Use your tongue. I've see you in that chat room talking to other guys
about how you'd suck them off. So...start sucking bitch."

I moved my tongue around his shaft. Sliding it up and back and around the
head. Brian moaned again and began moving his hips back and forth. Pumping
his cock in and out of my mouth. I could taste more pre-cum on my tongue as
he'd pull back and each time he'd thrust forward more of his cock went into
my mouth.  I'd suck as he'd pull back and use my tongue as he'd thrust
forward.  Brian was getting into a rhythm, face fucking me. I gagged a few
times when he'd hit the back of my throat and he laughed. Saliva was
running down my chin and I felt tears well up in my eyes.

"I'm really doing it," I thought to myself, "Oh god, I'm sucking a guys
cock. His fucking dick is in my mouth and he's fucking my face. Oh
god...I'm a cocksucker. I AM a fag. Oh god...oh god...I don't wanna be a
homo..."  And then something clicked in my head. I realized that Brian was
doing this to me because I'd dressed as a girl and, when I'd been dressed
as a girl, I really felt like a girl. Didn't I get turned on watching boys
jerk off and telling them how much I wanted to suck them and feel their
cocks in my cunt? So what if....what if I WAS a girl...if I WAS a
girl...then I wasn't a homo...I was just doing what girls did, right? I
suddenly imagined myself wearing one of my sister's sexiest outfits. Her
leather miniskirt and the red bikini panties with the lace trim and the
matching bra and garter belt. I imagined wearing that tight pink ribbed
shortsleeve blouse with the puffy arms and wearing bright red lipstick and
suddenly I wasn't grossed out. I was getting turned on. I must have moaned
because Brian said, "Oh yeah baby...see...I knew you'd like this...suck
that cock like a good little slut bitch baby..." I moaned again and sucked
him harder. I DID want to suck him. I realized I was hard and I reached
down and rubbed my cock...no...my clit...thru my jeans.

"Careful," Brian laughed, "You don't wanna cum in your pants and have to go
back to class with a wet spot." I managed to unzip myself with one hand and
pull out my cock. Brian laughed as he watched me jerk off my little
hairless prick. "Oh yesssss...you DO like this don't you fag. Oh man this
is so hot. You're gonna be my little piece of ass on the side baby. Don't
worry sissy...I'll give you all the cock you ever need." I moaned partly
from fear...partly from lust and began to cum. I shot a small load and it
landed on the floor of the shower.  My cock twitched a few more times and a
little more cum leaked out and onto my hand.

Brian laughed and pumped his cock faster into my mouth. I felt him going
into my throat and I swallowed in order to stop the gag reflex. Brian kept
up a continuous stream of vulgarities, "Suck it bitch...suck my
cock...fucking whore...fucking sissy slut...suck it...suck me good fucking
cocksucker...cocksucking little sissy fuck whore...take it take it take
it...take my cock...eat my cum bitch...ohhhhhhhh...yesssssss...hear it
comes bitch....get ready...here comes my
cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

I suddenly felt his cock throb and twitch. I felt sticky wetness in the
back of my throat and I swallowed again. Part of me didn't want to taste it
but part of me did. Brian grabbed my head tighter in his hands and thrust
himself hard into my throat. I felt his balls on my chin and the zipper of
his fly digging into my cheek. But I swallowed.

"Oh yeaaaahhhh...swallow it bitch...swallow my cum."

I gulped as much as I could but as he pulled out of my mouth, another final
blast of his boy cream shot into my mouth and I felt it leak out of the
corners of my lips and drip down my chin. Brian pulled out of me and then
grabbed me by the cheeks. "Lick it off bitch...lick me clean..." and forced
my lips onto his fuck pole. I stuck out my tongue and licked the side of
his shaft. Slurping up the droplets of cum dripping down the sides before
they could stain his pants. I licked it like someone licking the drops from
an icecream cone on a hot summer day. I could taste his cum in my
mouth. The salty, slightly bitter after taste, sticky and slimy and lumpy
like oatmeal and I swallowed it and licked my lips.

"Mmmmmmm...," Brian said, "Tastes good, right bitch? Lick it all up like a
good girl. Lick your lips and swallow it all down like a good little
cocksucking cum dumpster. You like it right? There's lots more where that
came from." He laughed and zipped himself up. I stood up and wiped the cum
from my chin and looked around for a paper towel or something. Brian
noticed and said, "Don't waste it bitch! Lick it off!"

I figured, "what the hell", I'd already eaten a load of his cum and licked
his cock and balls clean...what's another few drops. So I licked my hand
and cleaned off both his and my own cream. Brian laughed again and said,
"Be dressed pretty for me this afternoon. I'll be stopping by for a little
fun before your folks get home. See ya later Sweety." He walked out of the
locker room leaving me there alone. I zipped up myself and looked down.
The feeling I had when I imagined myself to be a girl was fading. A feeling
of shame began to swell inside me. As I tasted his cum in the back of my
throat I felt ashamed and humiliated. A small voice in the back of my head
asked, "Is this how girls feel when their boyfriends fuck 'em and leave
'em?"  Maybe, I thought. For a moment, the humiliation left me to be
replaced with anger at Brian for just leaving like me that.  "Oh shit," I
thought to myself, "I'm starting to think like a chick." I looked around
and realized that I was late for fourth period and I practically ran out of
the locker room before someone found me there next to a puddle of cum on
the shower floor.

As I left the locker room, I wondered what I'd wear for Brian when I got
home.....