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Was it okay to look at these websites? What if someone found out? Was it okay to dive deep into the waters of his unsolved desires? He didn't know but covered the webcam on his computer with tape anyway, and turned off his microphone before entering the stream with a young man who was just getting naked. Lean body with defined muscles, black hair with undercut, coal gray eyes piercing the camera with force so strong it could kill literally anyone. The man looked so intimidating, yet he was so tiny it didn't work really well altogether. But Erwin somehow thought he was cute. It had been a while since he felt the urge to masturbate, and it had been even longer since he had a boner just from looking at someone. So when he logged into that stream for the very first time, he had no expectations whatsoever. But a huge strike of desire assaulted his insides when he looked at the man on the other side of the network. There was something undeniably hot and familiar about his presence, so much that he was getting hard just by looking at the screen. And for the first time in a long lost history, Erwin felt a wave of pleasure filling up his body it made him almost cum.
Erwin Smith, the young and very respected owner of Survey company, wasn't entirely new to porn streams, needless to say he wasn't new to spending his money on entertainment like this, because with his insane amount of work, he hadn't been able to relax, so this was his only way of doing it. Still, he sure was new to porn streams with another male, for he usually paid for girls but it hadn't been really working for him anymore. Slowly, he lost the attraction towards females, not that he suddenly stopped liking women, but his preference was surely elsewhere, he just couldn't admit the fact that girls no longer were able to warm him up. Caught up in a moment, Erwin almost forgot to answer the nice guy on the other side of the wire, who sat on his bed, legs wide open as if he was practicing his middle split, and throwing his chin at the camera with clear anticipation in his eyes that resembled the rainy sky.
“So, where's your face and voice? Haven't got any, fucker? Or are you just as ugly as I think you are? Or maybe some higher-up hetero who's too ashamed of his own preferences, are we? Don't waste your fucking money on me if you're not willing to take chances and risk something in return for the best night of your worthless life.”
As the other guy spoke, taken aback by his nasty tongue, Erwin checked his profile info to find out who he was actually giving his money to.
Levi.
Rather young, he seemed to be in his early twenties, very small, yet quite confident. There were photos of him that Erwin thought were a little too neat for someone who was a whore but he scrolled through them anyway just out of curiosity. Another thing that caught his attention was a number of followers this guy had. It was insanely high as if people actually found amusement in his nasty talking and his honest personality. Something, that Erwin thought he would hate. They were so different it could even be a crime to meet like that. After a moment the blond typed his answer without showing off his face, name or voice. He wanted to be anonymous.
Hello, I'd rather stay anonymous, if you don't mind, what you certainly don't because you might be disappointed in what you would see. Or not, I leave that to your imagination, it's a part of how I deal with this, let the imagination flow through your mind. Also, strip completely and start touching yourself. Now. It's an order, obey it.
He could see Levi leaning closer to his computer to read his message, he could see Levi furrowing his perfectly shaped thin eyebrows, and then he could see Levi getting back on the bed. And when he spoke again, he stole Erwin's breath right underneath his mouth.
“So fucker, maybe you're paying and maybe you've been used to some other people who were getting treated like shit and still were happy about themselves. But talk to me that way again and be sure I will fucking find you and kill the shit out of you so much that you'll wish you'd be dead ten times over before I finish with you. Are we fucking clear?” But as he spoke, his long fingers undid the cravat around his neck, throwing it shamelessly on the floor, then moving slowly down to his white pants, the belt clicked in the silence and pierced the thickness hanging in the air. Erwin couldn't take his eyes off Levi, who had stolen all his ability to think, and as his elegant hands moved provocatively down to hook his fingers to the hem of his pants, the blond stopped breathing for a moment. The fabric slowly rubbed against his bare thighs and disappeared down between his ankles as he proceeded to strip. Then Levi kicked it off with disinterest, leaving only the white boxers encircling his manhood. The fantasy spilled inside of Erwin's mind, forcing him to think about what it would be like to touch those exposed parts of the raven's body. How it would feel like if his own fingertips examined the unknown landscape of someone who made him into a puddle full of lust with just so little effort, and he reached out to the hem of his sweatpants to free his penis. The monster waiting to be unleashed rested in his broad palm, full of anticipation and madness of the soul, which played the melody of unknown attraction. Levi. The guy was more than Erwin wanted to admit.
He gave his throbbing length a few strokes before leaning closer to his laptop to write another message for Levi all the while looking at the screen as if there was a new cure for humanity's stupidity discovered. The other man didn't look like he cared about the message, and although he clearly read it, he didn't let it disturb him in any way. He had a way of knowing what would fit Erwin's needs the most, but for him to be that attentive from the very beginning was something utterly new for the blond. No wonder he was taken aback by it, pre-cum already leaking on the tip of his own cock as he saw Levi bending over his bed to give him the best view ever possible while slowly taking off his boxers.
You’re amazing, Levi.
As much as Erwin wanted to tell Levi what he should do to make him feel the heat more, he didn’t have to do anything, because the raven already knew. That strange feeling rising in the back of his head was getting a little too noticeable and he couldn’t swallow it. The guy on the other side of the network just seemed so familiar it almost scared him. Erwin just couldn’t recall when or where was it that he met him. Narrowing his gaze to the screen more, he spat in his palm, leaned back in the chair so he could envelop fingers around his pleading manhood, and after a while filled the room with the music of his mellow moans, complementing the silent, wet slapping noises that accelerated every second.
Levi put his boxers away, knelt on the bed and slowly lowered his chest to the cushions, pushing his butt up to give Erwin another good spectacle. He spread his legs and turned his head over the shoulder a little so the observer could see his whole face filled with desire, cheek pressed on the pillow so harshly it made him look almost cute. Sliding one finger slowly into his mouth to make it wet while looking right into the camera made the blond’s cock twitch in anticipation, and then Levi moved to his backdoor and slid the finger in with a soft whimper attacking Erwin's ears.
“Fuck me hard so the only word I know is your name.” The hoarse voice followed the little moans burning on Levi’s lips, and as it disappeared into the night, he added a second finger to the party, shoving it in harshly. The blue orbs of his watcher’s eyes were shining in the dim light coming from the computer, creating an abyss of undisclosed desire that couldn’t be fulfilled.
As you command, Levi, it would be my pleasure.
A quick response written with one hand, the other one being occupied with work on his length. Sloppy and rushed movements that didn't actually go well with the neat looking businessman, cracked moans of the upcoming climax. Their voices melting together like ice cream on a warm summer day, the perturbing need, the nerve-wracking distance, the unsaid pleading for more. And then the call.
Erwin's phone buzzed for the third time when he finally realized someone had been desperately trying to get his attention. Without reaching a needed peak, he jerked in his chair with surprise and cursed. Quickly shutting down the Stream while clumsily trying to wipe his pre-cum and spit off of his hand, he answered the phone call with a little too much urgency. And as the person on the other side spoke, he tried to catch a breath and find his usual composure again.
“I’m sorry, what was it that you called for? I think the reception here is a little bit off, I couldn’t hear you properly. Would you be so nice to repeat it again?” His dick slowly softening as he watched the screen of his computer showing just one plain sentence.
The Stream has ended.
Leaving Levi to his own faith and destiny, he thought about how he had lost so much more than just a good night wanking. He sighed.
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Erwin had troubles sleeping, he woke up at four o'clock in the morning and hadn't been able to fall asleep since then, so after a good wasted hour of trying he got up at five and went to work early. In the spare time, he finished a few assignments and when the first employees showed up, he was already at his fifth cup of coffee.
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“You look absolutely terrible, Erwin. You should go home and sleep, I don't want you to pass out before the day ends, really.” Hange pointed out sorely at the end of one meeting, looking directly to Erwin's tired eyes. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening and the day went by smoothly at first, but with every other passing hour, Erwin felt as if a huge boulder was sitting on his stomach slowly crushing his insides. He mindlessly rubbed his belly and waved Hange a goodbye with an apologetic smile slightly forming on his lips. She clearly wanted to say more, but before she could even start, Erwin shut the door of his office and headed to his desk. It wasn't just tiredness that attacked his body and soul, the issue to be that simple was just impossible, because when the stress came into his life with a little more force, he always ended up with the same symptoms. His stomach felt like it was being crushed by rocks, and a weird pain twitched in his right arm. On top of that, he lacked sleep, for nightmares were silently laughing at his exhausted face. He felt like he was surviving through a long war he had never known.
Erwin toppled into his chair and reached out to his phone, and because it kept on buzzing during the day with an enormous amount of calls, he had to deal with this before leaving home. Sighing heavily, he dialed a needed number and waited for the response.
“Hello? Yes, this is Erwin Smith talking, you called earlier to set an appointment. Yes, of course. I’ll be available on September 18th at 15:00 o’clock. Yes, I will email you the address, thank you for choosing our company. Have a nice evening, bye.”
And just as Erwin hung up, he lay down on the desk and hid his head in the crook of his crossed arms, muttering silently to himself about the need for coffee. He was so tired that he hadn't even noticed the opening door of his office and the clack of heels belonging to one of the employees.
"Mr. Smith?" There was an uncertain voice coming from the entrance, where a young woman stood with a perhaps too much of cleavage, holding a plate of biscuits in her hands. With a gentle smile complemented by a blush on her cheeks, she entered the room completely.
"Hm? What is it, Lissie?" Erwin asked gently, straightening up on his chair so he didn't look that much exhausted. Lissie was Mike's new secretary, who came to their company just two months ago, and even though she was assigned to another department, she had been visiting Erwin almost daily without having any sort of business with him whatsoever.
“Uhm.. I brought some homemade cookies. J-just for you, Mr. Smith.” She said with her blush deepening and placed the plate on Erwin’s desk who smiled at her and nodded with “thank you” falling from his lips.
“Uhm, Mr. Smith… “ She tried to catch his attention once again, but before she could say anything more, another voice showed up right behind her, making her flinch in surprise, Lissie looked over her shoulder to meet with a dead glare of another employee who certainly tried to kill her just with her eyes.
“Erwin.” She called coldly, her familiar tone forced Lissie to step back a little bit, an awkward feeling occurring in her mind, she tried to flash a smile at the woman but all she received was a cold shoulder.
“Cover up those huge boobs, would you? I don't want to be the one who catches them when they fall from your chest. It’s inappropriate. Please dress as a secretary and not as a cheap woman, nobody’s buying the act here.”
Lissie’s mouth fell open with disbelief, she whimpered a quick goodbye and ran out of Erwin’s office, who looked so tired that he didn’t even notice the little catfight between the two. He raised his head when Erika came closer and placed a little box of pills in front of him.
”Did you bring the sleeping pills, Erika? “ Erwin slowly stood up, and while he was packing up his things, Erika spoke. She was from a family of doctors, currently working with Hange on all kinds of studies in the company, but in the meantime, she also helped Erwin with his medicine, when his health started to crumble a little bit. This wasn’t his first time, those flashback, visions, and pain appeared repeatedly, but no illness was detected so everyone thought it was due to overwork.
“Hange sent me, she’s worried about you, you know. Go home and rest. And take one of these, you need to sleep.”
Erwin grabbed his things and patted Erika on her shoulder, smiling, “thank you,” he said again and left the place, leaving Erika stunned by his gratitude and with a soft “you’re welcome,” dying on her lips.
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It was eleven o'clock in the evening when Erwin finally arrived home. He lived in a modern area with tall buildings and his apartment was on the top floor so when the night came, he had one of the most beautiful views in the city. Just like today.
Locking his door, he put his stuff away and went straight to the computer. He knew what he was looking for, but doubted he could find it this late at night but logged in to a certain website anyway. To his surprise, the first thing he saw was an invitation to follow Levi's profile. He remembered shutting down the stream so quickly that he had no time to follow him or anything else. He clicked to accept the offer and opened his profile info to find out he was offering a private stream. Without any hesitation Erwin hurriedly and almost excitedly opened the link, filled out the number of his card and logged into the stream.
“Oi, fucker,” Levi spoke without even looking at the screen of his own computer, he was completely naked and he seemed to work on sewing a cloth that had been torn in half. He probably didn't know who just visited his little fantasy place but Erwin didn't mind now, cause he felt a little guilty for what had happened yesterday.
Levi's long fingers slowly and precisely fixing a broken piece that no one would care about anymore, his lean yet quite muscular back facing the camera, his butt cheeks resting in the duvets. Erwin loved it. He was staring stupidly with lips parted, and a soft sigh escaped his insides as a reminder that this guy didn't have to even try to get his attention, and yet he was the one who had made Erwin's blood boil and the one who had attacked his mind, so there was no other place for anyone else. After quite a while, Levi finished his sewing and put it away so he could turn to the camera to see if the person is still there or not. Erwin didn't mind waiting, he was perfectly fine with Levi being a seamstress as long as he could watch him. But once the raven took a proper look at the screen and Erwin’s nickname, he frowned and pierced his coal gray eyes right into the little lens of his camera.
“You listen to me, fucker. I know who you are and I perfectly remember your quick departure yesterday. I don’t care that you’ve already paid me, just get the fuck lost, I’m not some kind of a joke you can kick in the ass when you’re bored. Find yourself a silly girl who will bring you fucking cookies to your fucked up messy office and will try to make you happy with everything she’s got, ‘cause you have, indeed, money. I’m not making a fool of myself again, not a chance, fucker.” Levi uttered coldly, his tone as dangerous as a sharp dagger. He was so close to the screen that Erwin could almost feel his breath on his face, and even though he was seriously rude, the blond ended up with the biggest boner he had ever had in his life. There was clearly something wrong with him.
"Tch!" Levi sighed in exasperation when he received no answer from the other side of the connection. The depth of the abyss between them seemed to grow with every other silent second in which no words were spoken. Just a stuck breath in his throat, deep blue irises of his eyes shining somewhere in the distant past he might have once inhabited. But now, however, totally lost in a world that wasn't his own, he turned on his computer microphone and spoke the name, which had been rolling on his lips ever since yesterday.
"Levi ..."
And Levi paused with his hand outstretched to the camera, his plan to turn off the stream failing. With eyes wide open, he leaned back and threw his chin at Erwin as if to say “speak.”
“I’m very sorry I left without any sort of explanation, Levi. It was an emergency and there was nothing I could do about it.” His voice carried through the air straight to Levi, who stared into the camera but couldn't see his companion himself. Just his voice was present. It was only after a few long seconds he took a breath and answered the unknown man, whose voice was as fierce as a raging fire. It felt as if someone was tapping on Levi's skin with thousands of daggers as if a strange force embraced him and didn't want to let go. His voice, which seemed so familiar, was strong and without any doubts. And the raven found himself being attracted to it.
“An emergency, my ass! That late in the night? You should teach your buddies to behave, fucker. It’ll take more than that to make me believe you. I’m not as cheap as you may think I am.” Getting right back on track from his stunned moment, Levi glared into the lens and turned his back on Erwin as if showing he didn't care about his shitty excuses. Erwin sat in his chair, still and silent, roaming his eyes through the beautiful fields of Levi's naked body. There was no helping it, he was addicted and he didn't even understand the pressure showing up in the back of his head again. As if the raven was at fault somehow, there was something more to that guy that he ever wanted to admit. There was this little piece of Levi with him that came to life yesterday but it seemed to him that he had always had this little thing inside, it just waited for the right moment in his life to wake up. Erwin had a feeling he had known him for eternity.
“Yes, an emergency. It was an important business call which I couldn’t ignore. But I’m shutting my phone down now so nothing can really bother me anymore. And I will stay with you until the end of your stream tonight. That’s all I can offer, Levi.” As Erwin spoke, Levi looked like he took his words into consideration because he stopped moving and gazed over his shoulder to meet with Erwin's blue abysses, which he couldn't see, but there was this brief moment that seemed like they were looking into each other's eyes. And then a light twitch of the raven's lips appeared as he finally made up his mind.
"So, do you have any idea what you got yourself into, fucker?" Levi asked solemnly.
"Did I just sign a contract with the devil itself, maybe?" A light smile could be heard in the blond's voice as he spoke openly to Levi, who just disappeared from the screen for a moment. When he returned, he held a cup of a black tea in his hand, and Erwin somehow thought it was an inconvenient way to hold a cup because he wasn't using his handle as if he was scared it might break.
“Pretty much,” Levi answered dryly and took a sip of his tea from the cup, it looked a little awkward but Erwin liked it nonetheless. Smiling like a crazy old man, he sighed and began to talk shamelessly to Levi, his words flowing as naturally as a wind singing tender melodies through the trees somewhere in a faraway land.
“I wanted to stay anonymous because it would cause me trouble if someone found out about this, but I think I messed that up by revealing my voice. I had a feeling it’s necessary to speak to you because I really didn’t want you to be mad at me, and talking is the best way to be more on a personal level. So, do you like tea or coffee?”
“Fucker, that’s a black tea, coffee is for shitmagnets.” The honesty interwoven in Levi’s voice was amusing, and as Erwin thought he would hate his edgy personality at first, he got addicted to it instead.
"I love coffee." Erwin pointed out maybe too wholeheartedly so he sounded like a total fool because obviously, he didn't care about being called a magnet for shit.
"Then you're a shitmagnet. Easy." Levi simply said, shrugging and sipping his tea. Still naked, he sat on a chair and moved the camera down a little so Erwin could see his entire body. With one leg resting on the table and the other one in a casual position, he slowly slid his hand to his crotch and squeezed his half-hard manhood firmly.
"Just listening to your voice makes me hard, bastard. It's fucking hot." The smaller guy whispered as he threw his head back and gave his throbbing cock another rigorous squeeze.
But he obviously did not expect Erwin's reaction, for when a trembling sigh filled with smoldering excitement came on the other side of the microphone, he widened his eyes and stopped his movement. At first, there were no signs of words, just the restrained moan that showed Levi a total soul madness that Erwin was undeniably suffering from.
“Levi…” A quiet voice diving in the waves of unremitting need convinced the raven that he had just hit a gold mine hiding behind the voice of an unknown man who was spending the evening with him. On the other side of the stream was someone who chose his company, someone who was apparently lonely. And even though he was used to having guys like that pretty often, Erwin was somehow different. As the silent game went on, the blond spoke again, this time with more pressure hiding in his voice as if he was holding back something.
"Make me cum, Levi, please…"
And Levi obeyed his words to the very last letter that had been spoken.
He leaned back in the chair, put his teacup away, and touched his throat first, went down to his stomach and crotch where he grabbed his penis and began to work on it slowly. Gazing up at the camera while panting made Erwin's cock yank, but the blond didn't touch it just yet, he wanted to enjoy Levi to the fullest. His own voice hoarse and rusty, he moved closer to the microphone and silently moaned into it, making Levi return the favor right away but with far more volume.
"Damn, Levi. You're so incredibly sexy. I've never seen anyone like you." Yet another sentence which was completed by another low pitch moan.
"Stop talking crap and start with the actual act already, fucker. Or else I'm gonna cum all over the camera without you."
With that being said, Erwin undid his fly and finally freed his little monster waiting to get some attention. The tension that had built up was almost unbearable so when he gave his painfully hard length a stroke, a shaky breath of insane desire fell from his lips, forcing Levi to fasten the pace. His head fell back again, his lips parted, his body jerking up every time he thrust against his own hand. Erwin was hooked, his own hand increasing the speed, and all Levi had to do was to exist. The thing that got him so messed up was the fact that the smaller man didn't even have to try to make a good impression. He didn't care and Erwin found that incredibly intriguing.
Another needed moan escaped Levi’s lips and it caused Erwin’s penis to accumulate even more blood, leaving a slight glint of precum at his tip. He was so impatient yet he didn’t want this moment to end, scrutinizing with the thumb the head of his cock, he felt it coming closer and closer. The madness of his soul crawling through his chest and throat into the silent world around him, his voice of pleasure dinging in the night air as Levi’s name melted on his dry lips once, then twice. A dangerously tilting glass of his sanity overflowed over the edge, throwing him across the deck into the depths of the hell itself. The half-closed eyelids, the quick breath, the slow return to reality, in which were his bluish glances glued to Levi's last moments before the explosion. There was something magical about how his hands were moving fast, dangerously catching every escaped puff of excitement and returning it back to his quivering body. Without thinking about what he was doing, Erwin adjusted the camera so it was aiming at his crotch and turned it on. His hand slowly playing with the sperm between his fingers and his length.
"Come for me, Levi. Look." His voice hit just the right places, the depth of that tone merging into Levi's skin, desire dancing on his lips in another elongated moan that signaled he was close. Levi opened his eyes and stared straight into his monitor, where enormous manhood of a man, whose identity remained hidden under the darkness was staring at him. But the little he had seen was rich enough to make him a living wreck longing for release.
"Come, Levi." Another order, another hard squeeze. And then, as passion bursts to the surface, Levi sprinkled his belly with hot semen.
"Fuck, uh-hnng."
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Later on in the night, Erwin and Levi had another quick sexual encounter, but between those two actions happened to pass at least a few hours of talking. Levi still naked laying on his bed, Erwin, without revealing his identity and just with his voice in the background. Something about them was so magnetic that they couldn’t resist one another, and just as the blond promised the raven, he stayed until the very end of the Stream. Needless to say, Levi forced him to stay up until four o’clock in the morning.
“That’s a fucking punishment for leaving me alone yesterday, fucker. Enjoy your work tomorrow, I hope you won’t hit the wall with your head, that would be a shame.” Levi snorted while cleaning up his room, which wasn’t messy at all.
“I’d like to avoid that.” Erwin laughed.
It was the best night of his worthless life, indeed.
TBC