Stephanie Myers owns the Twilight stuff, the rest comes from my head.

AN: My first try at multi chapter fic, Thank you to my prereader and editor, You're fucking great. please be gentle.

It was Friday afternoon, I had just arrived home from a long day at work when I heard my phone alert me to a new text message I'd received. It was my roommate and best friend Zach, we'd both had a shit week and we agreed to have a night to blow off some steam and relax.

- Jazz, man get a fuckin beer ready I'll be home in 5 - Z

I chuckled at the text, knowing he's always thought of me as his "bitch". I admit he was very manly and built, so he attracted a lot of attention when we went out together. I was a slimmer but equally toned, and I'd had my share of flings, drunken one night stands too, although none of them had been that memorable. I didn't bother replying as he would be here in a minute. I put a beer in the freezer to chill it down further and cracked one for myself.

Standing with one palm flat on the counter I tipped my head back and took a long pull of the amber liquid, closing my eyes to savor the taste and initial crispness of the cold beer.

A moment later Zach arrived home, dropped his shit on the chair in the kitchen and slapped a hand onto my back, drawing me out of the quiet reverie. I coughed loudly having inhaled the liquid the wrong way in shock of the sudden contact. He rubbed and patted my back softly, which felt pretty damn good. After collecting myself and clearing my throat I leaned toward the freezer, grabbing his beer for him. Yeah, I was his bitch. He was someone I admired, a man worthy of so much, yet he never seem to find that one that was more than a fuck at the back of a night club. It was sad because as his best friend and ex lover, I had seen all sides of him and he was an amazing catch. We had known each other for years.

I turn to give Z his drink, which he takes eagerly, gulping half the bottle down before coming up for air. Hoisting myself up on the bench we talk about work and how stressed our bosses had made us. Finishing the first beer, Z gets up and moves over to the pantry, where I knew the spirits were hidden away in. Picking up two shot glasses on the way back, he sits down with bottle of tequila and grins. I knew that look, it was going to be a very messy night.,which I knew would end with me bent over something and his thick length pounding into me. This is what happened when we have bad weeks, some nights finding stress release and comfort in those closest to you is better than any one night stand.

Pouring two shots we immediately knocked them back and had another, the night continued on this way till I could hear my speech starting to slur.

I'd left Zach in the lounge and walked down the hall to my room, not having had a chance to change out of my work clothes. I slammed my shoulder into the doorway, obviously misjudging the width. I let out a groan and rub my shoulder lazily, stripping off my clothes then looking for something comfortable to wear. We weren't finished drinking and I was starting to crave something deep fried. My stomach made a gurgling sound at all the shots on a empty stomach. Just then, I looked up, feeling like I was being watched. A small smirk comes to my lips when I see Zach standing there palming himself while he watched me undress. He'd seen me many times but it still got me hard when he watched me. I turned and winked at him as I bent over to step into some sweats. I heard a quiet growl from behind me and couldn't help the chuckle that escaped my lips. With the alcohol running through my veins, I was unusually warm so I decided to forego the shirt. I walked over to Z and ran my hand down his chest while his thumb was lightly rubbing over the tip of his clothed cock. God he was fucking sexy when he got that look in his eyes.

I pulled my hand back and walked back into the kitchen where the tequila bottle, three quarters gone, sat with the glasses. Taking everything into the lounge, I flopped onto couch and set it out on the coffee table. Just then Zach's phone chimed signalling he had a text. He stumbled out into where I was sitting and checked his phone. A loud chuckle came from him causing my curiosity to spike.

"Whatssssso funny man?" I slurred slightly

He threw the phone at me to look and when I gazed at the screen, I saw two people in the same crazy masks and some conversation text next to it.

"Have you heard of Chat Roulette?" he asked laughing.

I shook my head and groaned when my vision got fuzzy for a minute, throwing him back the phone. He catches it then jumped up to grab his laptop out his bag in the kitchen. I let my head drop back against the couch while I hear him fumble around in the fridge, no doubt getting couple of beers for us, although I'm not sure I wanted more.

He drops down on the couch next to me and turns on his laptop, quickly loading up the Chat Roulette site.

"This is Chat Roulette, basically you connect here" He points to the top left hand screen "And then you sit and wait for random strangers to connect. It's fuckin' hilarious, some of the people you see." He clicked the Connect button and suddenly our faces filled the small box, my eyes were red and I looked dishevelled. I rubbed my eyes before leaning out of frame, not prepared to face people looking this way. Instead I got up to grab something to snack on, swaying as I grip the edge of the couch. Grumbling about being hungry, I shuffle into the kitchen to begin the search for something to soak up the countless shots and beers we had consumed. I had just pulled a packet of corn chips out of the pantry when I heard Zach laugh loudly and call my name.

"FUCK! Jazz man get your ass in here, this is seriously funny shit!" He manages to shout through his laughter.

I make my way back into the lounge, curious to see what the fuck was so funny. Sitting down next to him, I offer him food then concentrate on the screen. Zach had the Camera pointed so people can see his full torso. Such a fuckin pretty boy sometimes, I let my gaze wander over the sculptured muscles, adjusting the now obvious bulge in my sweats. The screen comes alight with an image of pretty average looking guy sitting with bottle of beer, we both raised ours in a "cheers" motion then Z disconnected from him to find someone bit more interesting. Next was two real young girls. I may have been drunk but there is no way I want to talk to chicks that young, so I reached over and disconnected from them. Zach laughed at my reaction and finished his beer. We decided to call it quits for the night as there was no one exciting on.

"It's usually so much better than that, sorry didn't get anyone other than fuckin youngins." He came up behind me and wrapped his arms round my body, his lips press to my shoulder and instantly I knew what he wanted. I felt my body start to react but my mind was a haze of tequila and beer, I just wasn't mentally up for it tonight. I rested my hands over his and purred quietly, then groaned.

"I'm tired Z… I think I might just go to bed." The idea of this site had me curious, but there was no way I would do anything with Zach there. Twisting in his arms, I gave him a soft kiss and stepped away. "You're on your own tonight, stud." I chuckled, turning with a smirk at him over my shoulder and walked off to my room.

Closing the door behind me, I pulled my shirt over my head, throwing it over the chair in the corner of the good sized space. Quickly stripping down till I was naked, I always slept that way and tonight was no different. I laid my head down on the pillow and everything started to spin, so I sat back up and let my eyes close, but that felt just as bad. I opened them up again and my gaze fall upon my laptop sitting on the desk by the window. My mind wandering back to the Chat site and I was instantly aroused at the thought of watching someone while being completely anonymous.

I scrubbed a hand down my face, slowly lifted myself up and walked over to get the laptop. Taking it off charge, I moved back to the bed then sat up against the headboard. Getting comfortable I opened it up and typed in my password to reveal my desktop, my cursor hovering over the icon for google. With a loud exhaled breath, I clicked on it and typed in the address for Chat Roulette, heart thumping and my mind still hazy and spinning from all the alcohol running through my veins.

I pressed the connect button and positioned my camera onto the lower abs with just enough of my V to show I'm toned. Staring at the black screen for a few minutes, I wondered if many people would be on at 3am in the morning.

The screen lit up with an image of a sign and what looked to be a hand moving up and down behind it. The sign read : "I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

I couldn't help but laugh then disconnected, not quite interested in that one, rubbing my eyes waiting for the next person to appear. I let my hand drop down and slowly rub thumb over my tip, contemplating waking Zach up so I wasn't fucking my hand. I didn't though, I stayed staring at the screen, waiting.

The screen lit up again, this time a girl sat bare chested and rolling her nipples. I admit they were great breasts. Feeling a twitch under the blanket, my cock hardening further. This is how I knew I was Bi. I preferred men but I definitely appreciated the sensuality of a sexy, confident female.

I leaned forward and typed in the text box"

You: You are very sexy darlin'.

Leaning back, I brought the laptop closer to me so it wasn't resting on my now thickening cock. She let go of her nipple with one hand and types back.

Stranger: Thanks handsome, why don't you give me something to cum to?

I was turned on but not enough to cum for this girl, though if I could help her to get some release, I'd rather it be with me than some weird fuck that would probably show everyone her shit.

You: Yeah, I've got something you might like. -wink-

I type out a message then lifted the laptop, put it aside then rolled onto my side, still not showing my face but revealing the length of my thickness. Gripping the base, I started to stroke the entire shaft slowly. Watching the screen, I watched her hand disappear for a minute then she started grabbing at her large breast, then the other hand dropped below the view of the camera. I knew she was probably rubbing her pussy.

Stranger: Nice cock! So thick and long I wish it was inside me.

The thought of someone cumming while watching my cock gave me a now rock hard length. Then a loud moan broke the silence of my dark room. I swore and quickly turned down the sound, realising she had turned her microphone on as she was obviously unable to type while she was playing. My hand stroked up and down a bit harder now, wanting to urge her to cum.

You: Cum hard, think of me pinning you down and slamming deep inside you.

I loved that shit, drove me crazy when people talked dirty to me. By her further moans and the quiet buzzing I could now hear, she was close. Beginning to stroke faster, my own arousal betrayed me when drops of clear precum forms on the tip of my cock. I bit back a groan when she tilted the camera and showed me the way she was pumping the vibrator in and out of her pussy. With a sudden buck of her hips, I watched three long squirts of liquid shoot from the wet, vibe filled pussy, along with her loud screaming, moaning and cursing. My jaw dropped in shock not having seen a girl squirt before, eyes went wide and my hand stilled its strokes.

HOLY FUCKIN' SHIT! Did that just happen?

I rubbed my eyes and concentrated back on screen where the stranger's screen had gone black. I was left wondering if that really happened or if it was some fucking drunken dream. I notice that she hadn't disconnected yet.

Stranger: That was amazing, Thank you! Enjoy your night. ~winks~

STRANGER DISCONNECTED.

I shook my head and rolled onto my back and contemplated giving up for the night. It was insanely hot that I made a chick do that, but I knew what I needed to cum. I exhaled quietly and rolled back over, positioning self so all that was showing on my camera was my blanket covered cock with the tip poking out. A few people connected to my screen but they didn't stay long. Some were obviously straight males. I was about to shut it down when I heard the ping of the text box. I looked at the screen just in time to see a brunette male with just a pair of shorts on, shaggy hair to his ears with a slight curl to it and dark curious eyes.

Stranger: Hey, that tip looks good enough to suck. Is there a chance I get to see the rest?

Finally a interesting prospect, maybe this chat thing wasn't going to be so bad. I slowly pulled the covers back to reveal my impressive shaft laying thick and heavy against my stomach, my balls aching from being worked up before. Staring at his tongue sliding over his bottom lip, I heard another alert sound and pulled my gaze from his face to read what he wrote.

Stranger: Fucking sexy cock you have, handsome. I can just imagine my lips around it. ;)

My mind began to conjure up images of a pair of lips wrapped around my throbbing shaft, moving up and down eagerly. I decided to write back seeing as though he seemed very willing.

You: Thanks. -winks- I'd love to feel your hot wet mouth right now. You have far too many clothes on, show me the goods, stud.

I laid there watching him, my hand moving over my hip to wrap around my length and slowly stroked my length. I noticed his chest was slightly bigger than mine, then my gaze lowered as he undid his shorts and pulled out what could only be described as a magnificent cock. Groaning out a soft sound of arousal, I gripped my thickness tighter and groaned quietly, locking my lust filled gaze on it, letting myself feel the immense arousal watching and being watched created.

- Stranger: Stroke it harder, move a finger to rub your ass. Think of my cock's swollen tip pushing into you.

Fuck, this guy had me panting. I wanted to comply with his wishes so I moved into a more visible position so he could enjoy as well. I closed my eyes for just few seconds as I slid my finger knuckle deep into my ass while I stroked with the other. I groaned and opened my eyes, instantly drawn back to the screen where he had now stripped completely, his cock filling the camera screen. My hand mirrored his pace, noticing his stomach moving up and down faster. I knew he was as worked up as I was, struggling to type and play at the same time. I stopped stroking to type to him.

- You: Give it to me hard, I want you to feel you fuck me deep. -groans- You have me fuckin' aching to cum.

My hand immediately went back to my cock, gripping and stroking it firmly. I bit back another groan as he started kneading his balls, my mouth was almost salivating, wanting to suck them into my mouth and tongue his hot, tight looking hole. I was lost in the erotic anonymous man on the screen, thinking of how he'd feel when I rode him hard. My hands moved faster, pushing another finger into my pucker, keeping up the fast pace that brought me closer and closer to release. His hand disappeared out of sight and I heard the ping from the text box over my heavy breathing,

Stranger: You look so fucking hot stroking your thick cock, got me so fucking hard. I'm fucking close!

I slid fingers from my pucker, grabbed a tissue and wiped them quickly then took over my strokes with that hand. His words had me at a breaking point. I couldn't control myself any longer, all I could type was a jumble of words, barely even a sentence.

You: Fuck. so good. ughhhhhhh cummmminggg.

My grip tightened on my throbbing length as I pumped it once more. My blazing blue eyes burned into the screen, watching him erupt at the same time my hips buck hard, spilling my hot cum onto my stomach. He angled the camera up slightly and I could see his chest moving up and down almost in time with mine, knowing he is riding the high of his release as I was. I groaned in exhaustion and satisfaction then quickly cleaned myself up as best as I could with the tissues, propping myself up on one elbow to see he had written to me.

Stranger: Fuck that was incredibly hot, you have one amazing cock but I would love to see your face as you cum next time.

You: My face? I don't know…

My heart started to pound as the alcohol haze begun to wear off. My face? Could I even bring myself to show my face? I liked being completely anonymous, just a dick on a screen wanting to get off. The ping of his new message interrupted my wandering thoughts.

Stranger: You don't have to, just expressing a very sexy thought. With a cock like that I can only imagine the rest of you. ;)

Oh he was pulling out the charm. This was damn hot, and after cumming as hard as I did I almost wanted to reveal myself so he could see what his words did to me. I wouldn't though, he was just some random chat partner I'll never see again.

You: Such charm from the gorgeous bastard who came with me only moments ago. We will see… I suppose if we come across each other again we might have bit more fun.

I wasn't prepared to give out my details to some guy in who the fuck knows where, so I left it at that. The ping sounded once more, so I craned my neck to see what he had written, not even thinking about the camera that was still on and showing my spent cock barely covered with blanket.

Stranger: Till next time we meet, thanks for a great time. It was a real relief to find you tonight. Goodnight, handsome.

I definitely had a good time in the end, so he deserved my thanks in return. Even if it was what we both came on here for.

You: You're welcome, and thank YOU for being the inspiration for such a relieving night. Sweet dreams zzz

STRANGER DISCONNECTED.

I laid back, thinking about my drunken night on Chat Roulette. The crazies, the sensual girl and that fuckin' squirting! Fuck I still can't believe that shit. I know the girl has to cum damn hard for that to happen, unless they are prone to doing it. And all the cocks that were obviously straight. Not to mention that amazingly hot, voyuristic chat session with the dark stranger. All manners out of the window, I hadn't even gotten his fucking name.

Groaning with the swarm of thoughts running through my mind, I buried my head into the pillow to muffle my sounds, hoping Zach had passed out. I decided to check my email then shut the laptop down. Unfortunately, I didn't get that far.

I woke up disorientated, my head pounding at every minute sound. As I open my eyes and let out a soft moan as I stretched out, my eyes finally focused properly. The laptop screen was still on, so was the camera, and my gaze fell upon the most amazing set of eyes staring right back into mine.

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