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Tommy the Geek – Part Two – Jake
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Over the next few days Tommy thought hard about how best to use his videos of his sister and her friends masturbating and making out at her slumber party. He found himself spending more and more time viewing the videos featuring his fourteen-year-old sister, Corinne. He hadn’t realized just how hot she was until he’d watched the live feed with his friend, Jake. Now he could not stop thinking about her, and not in a brotherly way. He wanted to do more than just watch.
Jake was another problem. Since the night of the party, he’d been begging him to give him copies of the videos, but that just wasn’t going to happen. He had sworn him to secrecy but that day at school another boy had approached him and offered to buy a copy for $50. Not only had Jake told someone but he had included details. The video was valuable because of the specific girls in it; including Miranda Peters, known to the boys as the “ice queen” because of her unattainability.
He had confronted Jake but the other boy had just shrugged. “What’s the big deal,” he had asked. “You can’t keep this all to yourself.” He had not even tried to explain. He had to get leverage on Jake before he ruined everything.
He calmed himself by viewing a video clip of his sister pulling off her top and rubbing her crotch. Just as he had on Saturday night, he moaned and shot off in his hand. He was troubled only by the fact that at the moment of completion he’d pictured Jake ejaculating, as well. But that gave him an idea for how to handle his friend.
He went downstairs and found his mother in the kitchen. “Hey mom? Can I invite Jake to spend the night Saturday?” When his mother hesitated, he reminded her. “You let Corinne have a sleepover with five girls; I only want to invite one guy.”
Seeing that she was trapped, she relented. “Okay. Just Jake.” She immediately started thinking about ways to get Corinne out of the house for the night. ‘Maybe she can spend the weekend with a friend,’ she thought.
Tommy took out his smartphone and texted his friend. “Vid party Sat nite my house. Plan to spend nite. TTY tomorrow.” Then he went to his bedroom. He had things to do.
Going through his spare parts cache, he assembled five more miniature video cameras. Three were identical to the ones he’d installed over his sister’s bedroom and the bathroom, but two were special. He climbed into the attic and replaced one of the cameras over his sister’s bedroom with an infrared; he didn’t want to miss the action when the lights went out ever again. Then he installed two regular and one infrared camera in the ceiling of his bedroom, providing a similar panoramic view of his own bed. These would be critical to his plans for Jake.
Finally, he went to his mother’s bedroom and installed the last two cameras. He couldn’t access her ceiling, so inserted them through the walls of her two closets. The view of her bedroom was not as complete, but it would have to do. All these cameras might put a strain on the wireless router he’d installed in the attic, but he was pretty sure it could handle the load.
An alert sounded from his phone. He had a text from Jake. “THE vids?”
He texted back. “Yeah. Tell anybody and it’s off”
Only seconds later came Jake’s reply. “OK”
Tommy smiled as he used the secure Tor browser to log onto his remote server. He opened each of the camera views, confirming that all were working as planned. Examining the view of his mother’s bedroom, he wondered what he hoped to see. His mother was still attractive, and Tommy had harbored some fantasies about her. He was not troubled by those fantasies. He wondered if he should be but then just shrugged.
At school the next day, Jake begged him to burn some DVDs of what he had started calling the “party video.” To appease him, Tommy promised to “think about it,” but he had no intention of doing so. It was, he knew, much too risky.
Saturday evening finally arrived. Corinne had announced Friday night that she would spend the weekend at her friend Stacie’s house. That eliminated one variable. He reminded his mother that she had promised Corinne that she would stay downstairs during her slumber party. He asked that she do the same, reminding her that Jake often walked around in his underwear. She readily agreed, saying “I don’t need to see that.”
Jake arrived just after 8PM. They gathered some drinks and snacks and retreated to Tommy’s bedroom. Tommy turned on his Playstation 4 and cranked up the volume on Call of Duty Black Ops III. Within a few minutes, his mother called up the stairs. “Turn that down, Tommy.” He ignored her. Twice. Until she called his smartphone and repeated her demand. He turned down the volume, smiling. Though she had been thoroughly vexed she hadn’t come up the stairs.
They played video games until about an hour after Tommy’s mother went to bed. Careful to activate only her video feeds – it would not do for Jake to see the feeds from his own room – Tommy logged onto the remote server and confirmed that his mother was in bed and sound asleep. Then he pulled up the party video, froze it on the screen and turned to Jake.
“What’s in it for me to let you watch these?”
Jake looked at him, puzzled. “Wadda you mean, Tommy?”
He rubbed the front of his boxers. “Why should I let you watch these videos? What’s in it for me?”
Frustrated and confused, Jake said “I don’t know. Wadda ya want? Money? You know I’m broke.”
Tommy rubbed his hard-on through the thin material. “Nah. I don’t want money.”
Jake stared at Tommy’s hand as it moved over his erection. He unconsciously licked his lips as he opened his mouth to speak. “Then what the fuck do you want, asshole?”
Tommy smiled and slid his boxers down his almost hairless legs. “I want you to suck my cock.”
Jake’s eyes went first to the rigid organ and then to Tommy’s face. “What the fuck’re you talkin’ about? I’m not queer.”
Very aware of camera coverage, Tommy slid onto the bed. “I’m not queer, either, but I want my cock sucked and you’re the only mouth I see. I’ll do you after, if you want, but if you don’t you’ll never see the video again.” He sat there, slowly stroking himself, watching Jake for his reaction. This was the moment of truth. Would Jake do it or leave?
Jake stared at his friend, his eyes going back and forth between his face and his crotch. Finally, he nodded. “Okay, but you gotta do me, too.”
Tommy grinned. “Take off your boxers. I wanna see you naked.” Then he started the video. “Don’t worry. We can watch this over and over all night, so you won’t miss a thing.” His cameras were already recording; he would edit out all but the parts he needed later. “Oh. One more thing. I want you to seduce me. Make me believe you want it. If you really sell it, I’ll even burn you a copy of the video.”
Jake shook his head. “You are seriously twisted, dude.” Then he pushed down his shorts, moved next to his friend on the bed, and placed his hand on Tommy’s penis. After stroking for a few seconds, he turned to Tommy and said “You know what’d feel really good?”
Tommy moaned softly, really getting into the hand job. “This feels good to me; keep going.”
Jake leaned down and licked the head of Tommy’s penis. Smiling, he asked “You ever have a blow job?”
Tommy kept his hands by his sides. He shook his head. “No. Did you?”
Jake opened his mouth and took the head of Tommy’s cock in his mouth. He licked and sucked for a long moment then sat up.
“No. You want one?”
Tommy nodded wordlessly. Jake was, he realized, way too good at this. ‘He’s either thought about doing this or he’s actually done it before. I wonder why he never came on to me?’
Jake slid his mouth down over the head of Tommy’s cock, then down its five-inch length. He gagged when the head touched the back of his throat but adjusted and continued.
Tommy moaned softly. This felt as good as he had expected. Though his ability to think was quickly eroding, he realized that Jake was good at this and had shown no signs of hesitation. ‘I wonder how many dick’s he’s sucked.’ He also realized that for the sake of the video he could not afford to show too much enthusiasm for what Jake was doing. He was even able to manage a look of disgust when he looked down at his friend.
Then it was over. Tommy felt a surge of tension in his body. His balls pulled up and the tiny muscles behind his pelvis started to spasm. Though he had not intended to do so, he grabbed Jake’s head and held it as he pumped his hot cum into his mouth. The other boy started to struggle, but Tommy did not let go until his spasms stopped and he fell back against the headboard. “Oh god! That… god… that felt so good!”
Jake jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom, heedless of the fact that he was naked. Tommy laughed when he heard him washing out his mouth with water, then rooting through cabinets, presumably in search of mouthwash.
Finally, Jake returned to the bedroom, his face sour. “You didn’t have to cum in my mouth, you asshole. That was disgusting.”
Tommy said nothing.
Jake turned and looked at the monitor. “Run it back to when the girls started taking off their tops.”
Tommy said nothing.
“What the fuck, man. It’s my turn. Back it up to the girls showin’ their tits and get ready to suck me off.”
Finally, Tommy got off the bed and sat down at the computer desk. He rolled the video back to the point Jake had indicated, then gestured at the chair. Once Jake sat down, he knelt in front of him — and out of camera range — and took his four-inch hard-on in his mouth. He felt no emotion. No enjoyment. No disgust. No passion. This was simply something he had to do to achieve his objective. He moved his head up and down, sliding his hot wet mouth over the length of the other boy’s slim shaft, mechanically mimicking the movement of his own hand when masturbating.
Within only a few minutes, he felt the head of Jake’s dick expanding in his mouth. He remembered his own glans growing when he masturbated and interpreted this to mean the boy was about to cum. He confirmed this by cupping the other boy’s balls, which had pulled up toward his abdomen. ‘They’re smaller than mine,’ he observed clinically as the other boy exploded in his mouth.
He made no effort to pull off, but neither did he swallow. He planned to hold the cum in his mouth, then walk into the bathroom and spit it out.
That is exactly what Tommy did. While Jake was sprawled out in his desk chair, recovering from what was probably the most powerful orgasm of his life, Tommy calmly left the room. After brushing his teeth and using mouthwash, he returned to the room, put on his boxers, and lay down on his bed without further comment.
Jake looked over at his friend, a very satisfied look in his eyes. “I liked that way more than I thought I would. I guess a mouth’s a mouth. Huh?” He got up, still naked, and lay down on the bed next to his friend.
Tommy got up and sat at his computer desk. He tapped keys briefly, then turned to Jake. “I have another video for you to watch. I think you’re gonna like it. Wanna see?”
Without waiting for a response, he tapped another key. A good quality video appeared, showing Jake slowly sliding his mouth down over Tommy’s cock. The images were cropped in such a way as to obscure Tommy’s identity.
His voice conversational, Tommy said “I have this from three angles. I don’t know if this is your best side; I’ll have to check the others.”
Jake jumped up, his face angry and his hands balled into fists. “What the fuck, man!”
A bemused smile on his face, Tommy said, “Nobody’ll ever see this if you do everything I say.”
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