Chapter Twenty-seven: Adam
Did I tell you the story of How Squall Leonhart Came to Be Jerking off to Guys? I guess not 'cause otherwise you might be protesting right now. Disregarding the fact that you can't possibly do that seeing as how I'm writing this on my computer and you only get to read it after I've finished. Insert evil gnome laughter. So then, let me tell you the story.
I was young, innocent and oblivious to all the perverted thing people could do to each other. Oh shut up. I was. You might wonder how young I was. I was fourteen, so it wasn't even THAT long ago. Of course I'd already learned what sex was, how to satisfy our sexual needs – so I wouldn't run around with a hard on like all the other guys – and I knew all that anatomic stuff. Yeah, I already was a nerd at that time. But I was also a curious boy willing to learn some more about that stuff that older teens did.
So I began chatting with random people in an international chat room. Those people only talked about sex anyway. It was a couple of weeks after I had first entered the room that I met that Trabian guy called Adam. Kinda funny considering he was the first guy I ever had any sexual experience with.
He invited me to ICQ so we could talk privately. His avatar was actually a photo of him and I thought he was hot. I didn't pick a personal one but just a picture of my favorite actor.
We talked about school, parental control and of course sex. He was seventeen and surprised when I told him I was only fourteen. He said I was very mature for my age. He gave me advice when I had problems, helped me with my chemistry classes that I wasn't too good in at first, and sometimes just listened when I needed someone to talk to. In return he told me about his sexual fantasies he couldn't put into action, his parents that no longer wanted to talk to him after he came out, and all the things he wanted to do to every homophobe bastard. I guess I got my violent tendencies from him, along with my love for Nine Inch Nails. He was like a big brother to me. Until that one day.
"Hey, wanna try out your webcam? That thing's only getting all dusty in your corner."
"Yeah, let's. Always wanted to test it. Bet it doesn't even work." I went to look for the camera, finding it beneath a pile of old books. After I had connected the little thing to my PC, I adjusted it so he could see me. Two windows opened up; one for me to see myself and one to see him. He still looked awesome with his short black hair and dark skin. He didn't look like a typical Trabian, more like a Centran. He flashed me a big grin. I curled my lips a little in response.
"You look awesome. You should choose a photo of you as your avatar."
"Nah, I don't like to look at myself. I know I'm not ugly, I still don't like it. I look nerdy." I replied, already feeling uncomfortable with him watching me.
"You don't look nerdy at all. Just freaky XD"
"Jerk."
"I know." We didn't say anything for a while, me trying to get some homework done and ignore him staring at me.
"Stop staring, man, you freak me out. I can't concentrate on my homework that way." He seemed to laugh.
"I can't help it, you're just SO hot." I blushed vividly. He laughed some more. "Hey, ever had a guy jerking off to you?" I stared at his words, eyes wide in shocked surprise.
"No Oo" It was all I could think of. I was speechless.
"Oh don't look so shocked. I wouldn't do anything you're uncomfortable with. Just asking." He was still grinning. I was still blushing. Nevertheless, I relaxed. Then I thought about watching him jerk off. It didn't seem like that bad of an idea in my mind. I nibbled the end of my pen. Then I trailed the line of my lips with it, not thinking anything of it. "If you want to get me even harder, do that again." I furrowed my brow.
"Do what again?"
"That pen thing." My pen was back in my mouth before I could even think about it. "You're a dirty little boy and don't you start denying it." He licked his lips. I was watching him closely.
"I wasn't going to…"
"Well, Squall, let me introduce you to your dirty side." I watched that symbol telling me he was typing, mind far away. "Want to watch me jerking off to you?" I released a breath I hadn't realized I had been holding. My heartbeat quickened. I just had to say yes. But I shouldn't. It just seemed so wrong to watch a man jerk off via internet. That wasn't what I'd had in mind when I asked my parents to get it. It was exactly what people always thought about chat rooms. They said people only used the internet to satisfy their sick sexual needs.
"Yeah." My dick told my mind to screw off. He punched the air in a sign of victory. Sometimes he reminded me of Selphie.
"I knew you couldn't resist me." I chuckled while he took off his shirt. I saw his muscles moving beneath his skin. I was hard in no time. "Do you just want to watch me like this or do you really want to see what I'm doing?"
"I don't do things by halves." My eyes were glued to his chest, watching his fingers glide over it, running lower, over his abdomen while his other hand unfastened his pants. He rolled back with his chair so I could see his spread legs. My eyes followed his hand slipping beneath his boxers, pen in my mouth again. I wished I could hear him moan while he stroked himself. "C'mon, take off your pants."
"Impatient, aren't we?" He still did as he was told, pulling his pants down, exposing his erect cock. I bit down hard on my pen when I saw him clasp his fingers around his shaft, slowly stroking himself. I smirked while typing.
"Want me to jerk off to you jerking off to me?" I could practically HEAR his answering moan.
"Oh fuck, YES!" I pulled my pants down as fast as the leather would allow me to do, getting a hold of myself. "That's unfair; I can't see you doing it." My smirk got a tad more evil.
"I never said I'd let you watch." I moved my hand up and down my cock in rhythm with his strokes. He looked like he was about to protest, but he didn't; instead he closed his eyes and continued to jerk off with my eyes trailing his body. I liked to watch him. I didn't consider myself gay, even then, because it wasn't primarily his body that aroused me but the intimate action and the fact that he let me watch him. Later the mere sight of a shirtless guy would get me hot. It reminded me of Adam on that day. Today it really is the body of a man that arouses me. "How long can you hold on?"
"I can come any time you want me to."
"Do it." He did. He let his head drop back after having one last look at me, his cum spilling all over his hand. I followed suit, moaning quietly while still stroking myself and smearing my cum all over my hand and cock. I watched him licking up his own cum. I chose to clean up with a couple of tissues.
"Well, I guess you should think about your sexuality XD"
I chuckled. After that day, he was no longer a big brother to me but rather a mentor. He taught me things about sex that would come in handy some years after this with Seifer. He always gave me new jerk-off-material when he found some. We would jerk off together every now and then. Until we lost contact after he started going to college. I was sad at first. But I learned that sometimes, you can't keep in contact with someone. You shouldn't be depressed about it but savor your time together.
