Covet (Straight Taste Book 4) by Jaylen Florian

Author:Jaylen Florian [Florian, Jaylen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: short story stories fiction novelette novella, romantic romance dating hooking up casual, straight and gay men, bisexual curious LGBTQ males studs hunks, web cam show exhibit exhibition body display, sexual discovery exploration experimentation, jealous jealousy envy envious betrayal suspicion
Publisher: Jaylen Florian
Published: 2018-09-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Within half an hour both Brandon and I had our shirts off. His nipples, exquisitely shaped on a muscular chest, beckoned me to pinch them, but I didn't dare. The tips and compliments were rolling in. Brandon and I had each downed a few beers, off camera, as drinking alcohol was forbidden by the web site during performances.

I couldn't keep my eyes off of Brandon's broad back and powerful arms, which didn't go unnoticed by the fans. They quickly understood the dynamic of a gay and straight man on cam together. Rather than hurling insults or pity at me for my captivation with him, the viewers thought it was "cute" and sent Brandon messages urging him to let me touch him.

"Everyone's welcome in my room," Brandon announced, speaking into the microphone to the audience. "We don't judge here, do we? This young man here is my buddy and he isn't going to be touching me tonight. I mean, it would take tons of tips, and even then I'm not sure. We're here as friends, not to mess around for you. In fact, we didn't plan this at all. I was just showing him how web cams work."

The incoming tokens and pleadings hit a crescendo. Brandon shook his head in disbelief. He looked over his shoulder at me. "They're begging like crazy," he said. "Do you want to stop?"

"No, I'm having fun."

"Should we tease them some and show our gratitude?"

"Let's do it. Anything you want."

"Whoa, dude, they can hear you!" Brandon laughed and turned his attention back to his fans. "I guess we're going to heat things up a tiny bit. But I don't touch guys, so stop asking for that. Tell us what you want—something reasonable—and we'll consider it."

The responses ran the gamut. Most of all, they wanted Brandon and me to take our pants off. Reluctantly, Brandon finally agreed. "Okay, just this once, because everyone's being so appreciative with tokens tonight. I'll let my friend here take my pants off."

Whatever got into me at that moment, I didn't seem like myself. Without any hesitation or shyness, I bounced to my feet and stood behind Brandon. Perhaps intoxicated by the sexiest man imaginable being just within my grasp, the adoration from his fans, or the effects of the beer, or all of the above, I abandoned my restraints and gave the audience what it, and I, wanted. Reaching around Brandon's waist, and pressing against his back while doing so, I unbuttoned his fatigues. Ever so slowly, ramping up the tension and drama, I lowered his zipper. Brandon's bulge swelled against my hand. Before sliding his pants down, I pressed my face against his hip. Brandon was tenting his white briefs, engorged to half mast, with the lines of his penis clearly visible under the stretched fabric. The buzz of incoming tokens chimed in a constant stream.

Brandon patted me on the back and whispered, "You're quite the showman, as it turns out." He sat back down at the desk and saw numbers that pleased him.

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