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Rat Trap 2

"I'll get these" offered David as he pushed his way towards the ticket booth.

"You're ok" snapped Jack "I got some cash"

"'k you get the drinks then" David replied.

Jack shrugged his shoulders and went off towards the drinks counter well aware that he had the better of the deal.

He and David had been friends for ever. They lived within a few yards of each other, walked to school together and helped each other out with homework. By and large they were inseparable save for a few hours each week when David locked himself away to perform his magic.

"How come you always have so much cash?" Jack asked as they waited in line for the screen to open.
David looked at his friend and raised an eyebrow.

"You know how I get my money" he replied simply.

Indeed, Jack was fairly certain based on the rumours around school but he had never actually had David tell him outright.

"I don't know" snapped Jack "I just hear rumours."

David smiled, shrugged and moved forward as the line started to march.

It was days later. The two boys had ridden for about 5 miles and dumped their bikes next to a slow stream. They lay side by side on the bank of the stream just watching the insects hover over the water.

"So you gonna tell me?" asked Jack

David knew exactly what his friend was asking.

"Tell you what?" he responded

"'bout your money making schemes. I mean, are the rumours true?" asked Jack

"Will we still be friends if they are?" David asked

Jack nodded.

"I have a few online friends" David started "They send me money to go on cam with them."

"And do what?" shot Jack

"Mainly I take my clothes off and they beat off." The boy replied.

"These are men friends?" asked Jack

David nodded.

"Old men?" Jack enquired

David laughed.

"Older than us" he replied.

"Do you do it a lot?" asked Jack

"Jeez" snapped David "about twice a week with a handful of blokes. Ok?"

"Are you gay?" asked Jack quietly.

"Does it matter to you?" David countered

"No, I just wondered"

"I'm not gay" offered David "It's just that men will pay for that kind of stuff."

"How much do you charge?"

David laughed again

"I don't have a set of prices. They just send me bits of cash by paypal."

"So how much do you make?" Jack queried.

"Dunno" replied David as he added it up "sometimes £20 a week sometimes £40"

"Isn't it a bit weird?" mused Jack "I mean, taking your clothes off for old men"

"It's not quite like that. I let them talk me into taking my clothes off. It's a game really."

"Then what happens?" asked Jack

"Depends who it is. Sometimes they expect me to watch them jack off and tell them how great they look, sometimes they want me to jack off."

"Jeez - and you do it?"

"Yeah. Why not. It's easy money." Laughed David.

It was a little over a week later when David brought the subject up on the way to school one morning.

"I went online last night." He started

Jack gave him a look which told him that he didn't need to explain.

"Anyways" David continued "I've been talking to this new guy."

"how new?" asked Jack

"Few days" replied David

"How did he find you?"

"dunno, one of the others I guess" David replied

"So what are you telling me for?" asked Jack

"Thought you might like to make a few quid" said David with a wink.
"No way" announced Jack "I'm not getting my kit off for some old perv."

"What about £50 and you stay fully clothed?" David countered

"How does that work?" demanded Jack.

David smiled.

"look they all have their little ways. This one wants to watch somebody stripping me. Probably wants to pretend that it's him is all."

"You want me to strip you?" said Jack in disbelief

"Don't be such a nerd" snapped David "you've seen me in the buff enough times already"

"Yeah in the showers or when we're sharing a room or something." Snapped back Jack "Never with some old perv watching."

"Look, think about it. If you don't wanna do it then I'll tell him no."

"You could ask another guy" suggested Jack

David looked at him sideways. 

"Yeah right. I can just walk up to somebody who isn't my best friend and ask if they would like to strip me. Get real" huffed the boy.

The pair walked on in silence.

"Does it mean that much to you?" asked Jack as they walked home sulkily.

David looked at him.

"Look Jack, I trust you is all. I know you won't go blabbing and I thought it would be a way of getting you a bit of cash."

"How much was it again?" asked Jack as if he'd forgotten

"£50 each" said David knowingly

"And all I have to do is get your clothes off."

"uh-huh. You'll have to play the game a bit - let him tell you what and when"

"ok I'll do it."

"Really? That's great, I'll send him your pic tonight"

"What pic?" demanded Jack

"The one I'm gonna take when you come round later" laughed David "he has to like you"

The rest of the walk was in silence.

"I hate having my picture taken" complained Jack

"Yeah I know" smiled David as he fiddled with his camera.

David looked at his friend. He was almost an exact opposite of himself.

Jack was tall and lean, almost skinny, whilst David was a good 6 inches shorter and stocky. Jack had long blond hair, often covering his eyes, where David had dark close cropped hair.

"C'mon" urged Jack "Take the snap - get it over with."

David fired off a few pictures and then plugged the camera into his laptop to upload them.

A few moments after he had sent them an invitation appeared on screen.

"I'm going online" said David simply "you can stay if you want."

"You sure?" queried Jack

"Yeah just don't get in the way of the cam"

David logged on and from the very first instant Jack was ignored.

Jack saw his friend type replies, saw him shake his head or nod at the camera, saw him laugh and smile and then wave goodbye as he logged off.

"Hillybilly69 likes you. Wants to know when we do it" said David quietly.

"When do we?" asked a more serious Jack

"Friday" came the reply "mum and dad are going out. You can stay over." Said David

"Did you tell him?" queried Jack

"uh-huh" nodded David "ah here's another one - you staying?"

Jack simply nodded and stayed put to watch the next show.

This was a slower conversation. David spent much of his time adjusting his position ever so slightly, presumably following on screen prompts.

Eventually David tugged his tee shirt over his head. As he tossed the garment aside he caught Jacks' eye and Jack looked away.

He didn't look away for long though and witnessed David flex his firm torso this way and that before finally standing and unzipping his jeans.

David didn't take his eyes off the screen as he lowered the jeans and Jack had no reason to look away. Instead he witnessed the strong dark skinned legs of his friend come into view. He watched David sit back in the chair, watched him adjust his cotton boxers so that the material was tight across his growing bulge and watched him type faster with each message.

Eventually David slipped his erection into the light and allowed it to bob before him and the camera as he relaxed back in his chair. Jack could only guess what was happening on screen.

Eventually David sat forward, clicked the off switch on the cam and tucked his cock back inside his boxers.

"You ok?" he asked a silent Jack.

Jack nodded.

They made uncomfortable small talk for another 20 minutes or so and then Jack found that it was time to leave.

Nothing more was said about the evening.

Friday occurred rather quickly as far as Jack was concerned.

As agreed he arrived with a small bag just after 6.30. He made small talk with David's parents until they eventually left and then followed David upstairs to his room. 

"You up for this?" David asked as he closed the bedroom door.

Jack nodded.

"all you have to do is follow his instructions, I'll help where I can." Offered David.

"What if ....." began Jack

"He knows the rules. He won't risk losing it all." Stated David firmly.

Jack sat quietly on the bed as David fired up the web cam and logged in. Contact came quickly.

Hillybilly69: 	Hi

WavyDavy:	Hi

Hillybilly69:	Is the pretty boy with you?

WavyDavy:	Yup sure is.

Hillybilly69:	Let me see him.

David beckoned Jack over.

On screen Jack saw an older man lick his lips. David laughed.

Hillybilly69:	Come on pretty boy, take off the shirt.

"I didn't say anything about stripping" Jack snarled at David.

"Chill Jack, he just wants your shirt off alright?"

Jack scowled at the face on the screen before unbuttoning his shirt and slipping it off.

"Make sure he knows that's as far as I go" Jack hissed at David.

WavyDavy:	That's all he's taking off - you know the rules.

Hillybilly69:	Yeah I know the rules. Pity though - maybe next time ;)

David laughed as Jack stared open mouthed at the screen.

Hillybilly69:	Let's get this show on the road - stand up Davy.

David stood, pushing his chair out of the way as he did so.

Hillybilly69:	Right pretty boy, let's get rid of any shoes and socks first shall we.

David leaned forward and typed a brief reply to let him know that he wasn't wearing any footwear.

Hillybilly69:	Ok, I want you to stand behind your boyfriend and slowly peel that tee shirt off of him.

Jack started to speak but David shushed him.

"Don't let him rile you. Just do as you're told and we both get paid." He whispered to his friend.

Jack moved behind David and slipped his hands to his friends waist.

The screen flashed again.

Hillybilly69:	Nice and slow. I wanna see those hands stroke that body as the shirt comes off.

David heard Jack swallow hard.

"Just pretend that I'm Jane Warner if it helps" suggested David

"Shut up!" hissed Jack

But the tension was gone, evaporated like the mist on a summer's morning.

Slowly Jack inched the tee shirt up keeping his palms in constant touch with David's torso.

"feels good boyfriend" grinned David

"Piss off" said Jack from behind him.

Eventually the shirt reached David's neck and Jack tugged it over the boys head.

The screen flashed again.

Hillybilly69:	Excellent. Now stay there and let your hands run back down that sweet body `til you get to the jeans.

"For fucks sake!" hissed Jack

"Just do it" snapped David

Hillybilly69:	Play with those nipples a bit on the way pretty boy.

"Did you get that?" asked David

"Yes Jane" whispered Jack

David giggled.

Jack spent a few moments caressing David's nipples to hardness and then slipped his hands down the rest of his torso until he came into contact with the top of his jeans. He waited, watching the screen.

Hillybilly69:	Undo the jeans and fold them open.

Jack did as he was told, finding the actions surprisingly easy until he realised that, from behind, it was much like undressing himself.

Hillybilly69:	Is he hard yet?

Jack gave the screen a "how should I know" type of scowl

Hillybilly69:	Slip you hand round front and feel.

Came an instant response.

"Jeez David" said Jack even as his hand slipped over the front of his friend's boxers.

"Ah, .... Gently" hissed David as Jack came into contact with a throbbing erection.

Hillybilly69:	Well - is he hard?

Jack nodded at the screen.

Hillybilly69:	Good, get the jeans off - slowly now stroke his thighs as you do it.

"You ok Jane?" Jack asked his friend

"Shut up and do it" snapped David

Jack slipped his hands inside the waistband of the jeans and pushed gently. As the material lowered his hands slipped down the outside of David's thighs, down past his knees and then stopped as the rucked up denim would go no further.

Hillybilly69:	Step outa them Davy. Let the pretty boy strip you.

David helped Jack get the jeans off properly and stood before the screen in his boxers only. His erection was more evident now, tenting out the front of his boxers as he watched the screen for more instructions.

Hillybilly69:	Ok pretty boy. Kneel alongside him and tug them boxers south. Make sure you keep an eye on that cock though. Never take your eyes off of it.

David interrupted before Jack could complain.

"You can do it Jack." He hissed

Jack knelt and moved to grip the fabric of the boxers.

The screen flashed alongside him and David read the next message.

"He wants your head closer Jack" he hissed

"What?" squealed Jack

"He wants your head closer to me when you take them down." David advised quietly.

Jack swallowed and moved to within 6 inches of the cotton covered erection which jerked, as if in answer to his proximity.

Slowly Jack tugged the boxers down his eyes fixed on the evident cock within. Eventually it was freed and Jack found himself staring at it as his hands worked alone.

Hillybilly69:	Excellent. Give it a squeeze and we'll finish for today.

"What the fuck!" stormed Jack

"Just do it Jack. Just do it." Urged David.

Jack looked at the grinning face on the screen, back at his friend and then slowly lifted his hand to David's groin. He took a deep breath and wrapped his fingers around the throbbing shaft. The ping from behind told him that the show was over and he released the erection immediately.

"You're kinda hard" said David indicating the bulge in Jack's jeans.

"It'll pass" the blond boy stated simply.

"Show me" hissed David.

Jack scowled at his friend.

"Don't be a girl - just show me" demanded David.

Jack shook his head as he unbuttoned his fly and pulled the front of his own boxers forwards and down to reveal his own erect cock.

"Share my bed tonight" suggested David "I promise nothing else, just a cuddle"

Jack stared at him, became aware that his mouth was open and nodded wordlessly.

Shortly after 9.00 Jack stripped down to his boxers and slithered under the duvet. David, still naked, slipped in alongside him, wrapped an arm around his shoulders and adjusted his still hard cock so that Jack could feel it pressing between his buttocks through his boxers.

A little after 7.00 the following morning Jack came awake. There was no concern about being disturbed by David's parents as that never happened when Jack was staying over. No, Jack's concern was the hand resting happily inside his boxers. The hand that wasn't his.
