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Cam2cam
with Nyck by Nigel Dean
I had been
planning this for ages and had been thinking about it for even longer.
When I finally picked up enough courage and got into the car my heart was
beating furiously. As I pulled into the car park my dick was sporting a
real major hard stiffy ! I sat there, the engine still running, for
several moments before gripping courage in my hands and speaking aloud.
"OK, let's go for this."
Although it was broad daylight and a fine spring morning the lights inside the
superstore shone brightly through the large plate glass windows which spread
themselves to the left and right of the entrance. I adjusted the line of
my trousers in the best attempt possible to hide my predicament and made my way
inside.
I had been to the store many times in the past but always to buy simple things
like printer cartridges or paper, all of which needed no help form a member of
staff. Straight in, pick up what I needed, pay and leave. I hoped
this visit would be the same but from the outset I could see that it would not
be so easy. Isle after isle after isle stretched before me and it took
quite some time to locate the area within the giant colossus I needed. As
I searched round and round I was ever aware of the bulging apparition at the
front of my trousers and prayed nobody would notice. Inside my underpants
a hot and throbbing cock pressed hard against my lower navel.
Eventually I located the correct section but instead of my choice being from one
or two different models there were dozens. Trying to look casual and not
attract attention from any of the lurking staff, ever alert to an unsure
customer and ready to blind them with technical jargon in order to up-sell
beyond an intended budget, I tried to make a choice.
I thought it would be simple. It should have been. But it was not.
Picking up one boxed item after another to reads its contents I struggled to
make a choice.
"Can I be of assistance Sir ?" The inevitable words of doom
spoken to me but directed to my wallet.
I turned just my head to speak with the young man behind me. I kept my
body firmly facing forward and hoped he would not be able to observe what was
happening just below my belt line.
"What kind of web cam are you looking for ?" He moved to stand
beside me.
I could see from his badge that I was speaking with a Specialist Sales Advisor
by the name of Nyck. An unusual way to spell the name - I mean it's Nick
isn't it ? Perhaps it was a spelling mistake made by who ever issued name
badges or perhaps it was an attempt at individuality.
"What price range did you have in mind ?"
Persistent.
"About twenty pounds."
Nyck immediately reached out to pluck a box from the shelf which rested just
above a price tag of £26.99p. I could not help but notice how he ignored
the adjacent model priced at £19.99p, closer but lower to my stated price.
"This is an excellent web cam," he said. "in fact
it's the one I use myself."
I wondered what most people, people like young Nyck, used a webcam for. I
knew very well what I wanted to use mine for but what else was there ? The
thought suddenly hit me: perhaps Nyck could guess my own purpose - perhaps he
could read my mind. I started to blush. I could feel the glow rising
in my face like the warming bar of an electric fire.
"Yeah, that'll do fine," I said quickly taking the box from his
hand and making a direct line for the check out tills. "Thanks."
Back at the car my dick had started to go a little bit limp but once home it was
again bolt upright as I installed the new purchase into my computer. I
clicked the mouse and typed the keys throughout the process using only the
fingers of my right hand. The left was busy down the front of my
underpants and occupied in an activity all of its own.
As soon as I had the camera working I stripped totally naked in order to view
myself on the screen. Now to find another guy out there with a cam and the
fun could begin.
Blood raced round my veins in a torrent. My hear beat ever faster
generating an overflow of adrenaline. This was it. Months of
contemplating cam fun, weeks of planning were now about to bring a result.
Why hadn't I done this before ?
At that time of the day the chatrooms were quiet, even the mighty gay.com had
only one guy in its cyber area who was looking for cam2cam. I hit him with
a private message and we agreed to link via MSN.
I had the camera positioned so it showed just my cock and body from my navel to
upper thighs. The guy at the other end let me see his full picture, even
his face. He was OK, older than me but OK. We shared a quick wank
together. It was fine but nothing special, a bit of an anti-climax after
all that planning, all that anticipation.
I surfed the Net a bit, visited a couple of my favourite sites. The more I
surfed the more I wanted to cam, this time with a dead horny guy who with me
would jizz away and make my recent purchase the best £26.99p I ever had, or
ever would, spend. Although it would be hard I knew I would have to be
patient. Using all the self-discipline I could possibly muster I decided
to shut down the computer and not to log on again until ten o'clock. There
would be one hell of a lot more guys on line by then and real fun would be
assured.
The afternoon crawled by and I tried all to make the long hours pass. I
made myself something to eat, turned on the TV and suffered all the way through
The Weakest Link, The News, Emmerdale and Coronation Street and some boring
documentary before the all important hour of ten chimed time for fun to start.
There was one contestant on The Weakest Link who I would have loved to cam with.
He was incredibly horny but got kicked off at the end of the second round.
I felt sorry for him.
I had given some time during the afternoon to debate in my mind how I would
present myself for my second cam session. I decided that appearing totally
nude at the outset was possibly not the best or most seductive thing to do,
instead I would come on line wearing just a pair of briefs. Tight ones -
sensuous without appearing to be worn by a young tart. Earlier in the day
I had carefully selected the right pair and left them on the bed. With the
familiar advets winding into the air I clicked off the TV and went upstairs to
change.
Admiring myself in the mirror I wondered just who I would be taking those pants
off for.
Back on line I found the chat room full and several guys were looking out for
cam fun. As I scrolled down I thought I was dreaming when I saw that
familiar name: nyck4cam. Surely it couldn't be the same guy ! No far
too much of a coincidence. Coincidence or fate ? Destiny ?
I sent him a quick message. Evening. R U busy ?
The reply came back instantly. Not at all. You UP for some cam fun ?
UP in every sense I mean ?
I am. This will be my first time. I lied. I only got the cam
today. Well that bit was true.
I've done it load and loads of times - you'll enjoy it I promise you. MSN
?
I gave him my contact details.
Can I ask you something ?
Sure.
Promise you won't mind.
I won't mind.
I needed to be careful, I didn't want to blow this.
I got this cam from PC World earlier today. The guy who served me was also
called Nyck.
WOW !!!! Are you kidding ? I work for PC World.
I typed in the name of the town where I had purchased the cam.
Fuckin hell mate that MUST have been me. Let's connect.
If I hadn't been quite so cocooned in my own little world while I was in the
store I would certainly have noticed just how dead incredibly horny Nyck was.
The picture was clear, clearer that it had been in the afternoon. Nyck
would have been in his very later teens or early twenties, dark haired with a
broad smile. In that initial picture he was dressed in blue jeans and a white
tee shirt. The camera was showing him seated besides his computer.
Hi. I typed.
Hi. He replied. Like the underpants.
Thanks.
I adjusted the position of my own camera to show my upper body and face as well
as those ever so carefully selected underpants.
We chatted away, silly little small talk saying nothing as we got to know each
other a little and gathered the courage for that which was about to come.
Did you really buy a cam from my shop today ?
Certainly did. Don't you remember me ?
Possibly. Nyck pulled his shirt up and over his head to reveal a tight
muscular chest with late adolescent hair sprouting down the line of his breast
bone.
I think I remember you, you bought a cam the same as the one I've got.
That's me. I'm 25. U ?
21, will be 22 next month.
Having a party ?
Yep but I'm having a party with you right now.
The picture jerked as Nyck stood up, unfastened his jeans and let them fall to
the floor.
I gasped at the sight of the tight jock strap he had beneath. It was
positively bursting.
That looks very nice but what have you got inside ?
I'd better take it off so you can see.
Again the picture jerked and blurred with the wide movement of my new friend
Bloody hell, how ever did he get all that lot into such a tight jock ? His
dick was every bit of eight inches, perhaps more, pointing a little to the left
with two large and hung balls. WOW !
Come on then, let's see what you've got to offer.
I was a shade embarrassed. Partly because of my smaller size, then by
waving it about in cyber to a guy I had earlier met in the flesh then finally by
having to be told to get them off !
But soon enough I was naked and holding my six inches of manhood with my left
hand and reaching across to rattle the keys and send messages with my right.
Why do you spell your name Nyck ? Is it Nick ?
Yep it is Nick really but everyone knows me as Nyck, even my parents. But
just a few, a very select few, understand the meaning.
Which is ?
N = Naughty
Y = Young
C = Cute
K = Cock
Great. I smiled to myself and wondered if I could do anything with my own
name - Nigel. Nige ? Nice Incredible Jizz Everywhere.
But isn't Jizz spelt with a J ? But why not NIJE ? Yeah that would
work:
NICE
INCREDIBLE
JIZZ
EVERYWHERE
I shared my thoughts with Nyck.
So are you ready yet to fling your jizz everywhere ?
I was.
Time for foreplay was over, great though it had been and now it was time for the
real thing and for some real fun to begin.
We jerked and fooled about, showed one another our arses then finally shot our
respective loads high up into the air. Incredible.
Sticky and wet we continued to chat, to chat for an age. That £26.99p I
had invested in the profits of PC World had been worth every last penny.
For the next few days the evening cyber space buzzed with a personal link
between us as Naughty Young Cute Kock and Nice Incredible Jizz Everywhere.
each session was better than the time before. Tonight will be the first
time this week we haven't had cam2cam fun. NO - don't feel sorry for me.
Sod the camera, sod MSN, sod cyberspace ! Tonight we are planning the real
thing !
© Nigel Dean 2006
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