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VILLAGE LIFE by Jessica Knight <knightjar at yahoo.co.uk>

Act 1 Scene 1 - m(mast),mm(voy)
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Alex Walker leaves the house with a bounce in his step this morning. It's a beautiful july day, already showing signs of being hot later, but that's not important. To Alex, it's the first day of the summer holidays, and he won't waste it by spending all morning asleep in bed, unlike his elder brother John.

The village is sleepy this morning. It's thursday and just gone 10AM, but there's not another person in sight. Most people have left for work ages ago, and won't be back until evening. The birds are up, of course, chittering away amongst themselves, but there's no other sound except for a gentle breeze as it hisses through the trees.

Alex collects his bike from the shed and pushes it around to the front of the house, where he gets on and cycles along the road. He follows the road out of the village, hoping James, his closest friend, will be up by now. When he gets to the Kobes' house, he sees both cars are gone. The house looks as quiet as the rest of the village. He props his bike up against the wall and rings the front door bell.

After a few minutes he hears the pounding of feet on the stairs and James opens the door.

"Hiya Alex," he says with a broad grin, "come on in." He looks a bit flushed.

While Alex stops to remove his shoes just inside the door, he sees James shifting from foot to foot impatiently.

"What's up?" Alex asks, "You desperate for a whizz or something?"

"What? No."

"Is anyone else in? I see both cars are gone."

"No," James answers. "Dad's in the office today and Roger went with him. He's got a job for the summer doing programming, smart git. And the twins hitched a ride with mum into town."

"So what you up to? Got anything planned?"

James appears indecisive for a few moments, then suddenly he blurts out: "Oh, you've gotta see this!" He grabs Alex by the arm and practically drags him to the bottom of the stairs, then turns around, pushing Alex to a stop.

"Can you keep a secret?" he asks excitedly.

"Course!" Alex nods.

James bounds up the stairs leaving a puzzled Alex behind. When Alex gets to James' bedroom he sees his friend already sat on the bed with his laptop on his knees. He sits down and peers at the screen while James fiddles. Several clicks later, a movie window opens.

The movie is small and slightly blurry but the scene appears to be someone's bedroom. There's a bed in the background with a pale blue quilt and some posters on the wall. In the foreground is the back of wooden chair, painted white, and the edge of a desk or table pokes up from the very bottom of the screen.

"Is this from a webcam?" Alex asks.

"Yeah," James says, and when Alex opens his mouth again, "Sshh! Watch..."

Just when Alex realises that it's a /girl's/ bedroom he can see, a girl walks into view and sits down on the chair. She is totally naked. Her face is just out of view, but that doesn't matter because Alex is focused on her breasts which are centre-screen. They are small but well rounded with dark nipples against her pale skin.

"Sshhiitt!!" Alex breathes, "were did you get this?"

"Off Roger's computer," James says. "But you ain't seen nuthin' yet!"

He skips through the movie a short distance. The girl has stood up now, and Alex can see her dark brown pubic hair above the junction of her legs. As he watches, the girl lifts one leg and puts her foot on the chair, spreading her legs and exposing her pussy. She runs a hand across her tummy and down one leg, avoiding her crotch, then draws it back up to cup her pussy lips inside her fingers, hiding them from view, but not for long. With two fingers she separates the lips to reveal what lies beneath.

Alex is completely absorbed in what he can see. He watches as the girl touches all around her pussy with her fingers. Finally she sits down and is clearly typing at a computer keyboard. The movie continues for a little while longer and stops.

Alex sees James watching him, his face split by an enormous grin. "What d'you think? Is that hot or what?"

"Are you kidding, I've never anything like it. Is there any more?"

"No, that's all I could find. I snagged it off Roger's computer, he'd probably kill me if he knew. There're other movies but only one showing skin."

As Alex straightens from looking at the screen, he feels his now rigid prick push against his jeans. Self-consciously he looks to see if James has noticed, but he sees James is also hard, a tent poking up in his shorts.

"Roger spends hours in chatrooms," James continues. "He's recorded loads of people's cams. I do too---go in chatrooms---but the most I seen is someone flash their tits once."

Alex is totally stunned by all of this. He's heard of internet chatrooms from the TV, but he never thought about what people actually did.

"Do lots of people do ...THAT... then?"

"Well I s'pose so," James says, "'cause everyone's always asking for it. So SOME people must do it. Don't see many girls asking though, usually guys."

"I've never seen a chatroom," Alex says. "If my parents found out they'd hit the roof. We don't have broadband, though, so I pro'ly couldn't get in anyway."

"Oh you could, though I 'spect it'd be slow," James tells him, then smiles wickedly. "D'you wanna see one?"

"Yeah, please!"

"Okay, lemme put this on the desk though. Grab a chair."

James puts the laptop on his desk and the boys crowd around the front of it. James starts a web browser and types in an address. The page loads."

"What d'you wanna be called?" he asks.

"Er, Alex?" says Alex.

"Pro'ly already used, it's a busy room. Besides, no one talks to people who just use their name. How about this?"

He types in >alex newbie 13m uk<

"Whats the thirteen em uk for?"

"ASL." James replies cryptically. Alex looks blank. "Age, sex, location. You really are a newb aren't ya?"

They enter the chatroom. Almost immediately, messages begin to flood down the screen, each labelled with a name and a picture."

"Those are avatars," James explains. "Here, you can pick one." He opens a window with a whole series of tiny pictures.

Alex points at one of a blonde boy wearing a baseball cap. "That one."

"Okay, here you go," James says, pushing the laptop towards Alex, "talk."

"What do I say?"

"Start by saying 'Hi' or something. But make it interesting, or you'll be ignored."

Alex types in >Hi. I'm new. My friend helped me come here.< Alex's message appears on the screen and flashes past as more messages appear below. Alex looks disappointed when nobody seems to take any notice, but James motions to him to be patient. About thirty seconds later, Alex's message long having vanished, he sees his first reply.

>hi alex how r u?<

Several more follow, mostly >hi alex<, buried amid conversations between other chatters. Alex watches the screen, but everyone seems to go back to ignoring him. Suddenly, somewhat later, one of the chatters asks:

[newcastle teen c2c] >does ur friend often help u cum lol<

As the meaning sinks in Alex turns red and glances nervously at James, who laughs. "You get a lot of people like that," he explains, "you gotta be careful what you say. Say something else."

"What does 'lol' mean?"

"Laughs Out Loud, or Lots Of Laughs, or something like that. He was trying to be funny. You see all the abbreviations too? U? Ur?"

Alex is considering what to say next when newcastle teen says >is ur friend there 2?<

[alex newbie 13m uk] >Yes.<

"Don't bother with capitals and full stops and stuff," James advises, "it takes longer to type. Or spelling," he adds with a laugh.

[newcastle teen c2c] >friends asl?<

This time the message has a yellow background. "Whoa!" James exclaims. "You got your first PM. Private Message. Click on the box - oh here I'll do it..."

James takes the laptop and scrolls back to find the message, which has disappeared off the top of the screen, and clicks on it. A new window opens with newcastle teen's message in it. Alex continues with the conversation.

[alex] >13m uk too<

[newcastle] >cool. what u into?<

[alex] >what do you mean?<

[newcastle] >u wanna chat?<

[alex] >yes<

[newcastle] >u got msn?<

"Say no," James says. "We'll get you sorted later, you can't use mine."

[alex] >no<

[newcastle] >k. cant cam tho<

[newcastle] >s'ok. im 5'4 blond blue eyes fit u?<

[alex] >im blonde green eyes what is fit?<

[newcastle] >slim good looking<

[alex] >im fit then<

[newcastle] >so ur newb then? never chatted b4?<

[alex] >no its my first time<

[newcastle] >cool. u mind if i ask a personal question?<

[alex] >ok<

[newcastle] >u eva get horny?<

Alex looks sideways at James.

[alex] >yes<

[newcastle] >lots?<

[alex] >sometimes<

[newcastle] >what u do when ur horny?<

Alex doesn't answer.

James is watching him. "He wants to know if you jerk off," James says. "Don't look so surprised. You do, don't you? I do." Alex feels very odd, being asked by whether he masturbates, and worse to admit it in front of his friend, even though James seems to think hardly anything of it---expects it, in fact.

[newcastle] >u there?<

[alex] >yes<

[newcastle] >u jerk off?<

[alex] >yes<

[newcastle] >what u think of when u jerk off?<

[alex] >nothing. i dont know<

[newcastle] >what about ur friend? he jerk off 2?<

[alex] >yes<

[newcastle] >cool. do u together?<

[alex] >do we do what together?<

[newcastle] >jerk off<

[alex] >no of course not<

[newcastle] >k<

[newcastle] >would u?<

[alex] >no<

[newcastle] >y not?<

[alex] >im not gay<

[newcastle] >so? it dont make u gay its just jerking off<

[newcastle] >u eva thought about it?<

[alex] >no<

[newcastle] >k<

[newcastle] >so how much do u jerk off?<

[alex] >i dont know. a few times a week<

[newcastle] >and ur friend?<

"Tell him every day! No, tell him twice every day!" James laughs. Alex looks askance at his friend. Of course, Alex really masturbates most days even though he wouldn't say it.

[alex] >he says twice a day<

[newcastle] >cool. do u cum?<

[alex] >yes<

[newcastle] >what u do when u cum? do u cum over urself?<

[alex] >no i use a tissue<

[newcastle] >k. u eva tasted ur cum?<

[alex] >no<

[newcastle] >y not? what about ur friend?<

At this point, Alex really doesn't want to find out whether his friend has tasted his own semen.

[alex] >i dont know<

[newcastle] >u should taste it<

[alex] >why?<

[newcastle] >see if u like it<

[newcastle] >u wanna ask me nething?<

"You could just ask him the same questions he asked you," James suggests, "if you can't thing of anything else."

"Do most people ask these sorta questions?" Alex asks.

James nods. "These are only the beginning. They ask anything and everything. And more. You ever heard of cybering?"

Alex nods. He's heard rumours.

"I s'pect this guy wants to cyber," James says, sagely. "He knows you're a newb, and he's finding out how far you'll go."

[newcastle] >u there?<

"That's weird though," says Alex, "I'm not gay, I dont wanna cyber with him."

"Tell him then," James suggests, "There's lots of others to talk to."

[alex] >i dont wanna cyber with you<

[newcastle] >k bye<

"You get a lot of that," James sighs, "people who just wanna cyber."

"Do you cyber?"

"A few times, mostly with girls, but there's loads more guys than girls."

"So you've cybered with another boy?"

"Yeah. It's not that different really. And it doesn't make me gay. It's just another way to get off. It's fun."

Alex remains silent for a long time, looking back over the conversation.

"Have you ever jerked off with anyone else?" he asks, slowly.

James sucks his lips inside his mouth as if he's thinking carefully. "No," he says.

"You don't sound sure."

"Oh I'm sure. I was just wondering whether I would do it."

Alex looks closely at his friend. "What? With me? Now wait a minute... Why?"

"Because it might be fun. And who else could I ask?"

"But I'm not gay. I didn't think you were."

"I'm not."

Alex thinks about this. "Are you... Do you like girls and boys?"

"You mean am I bi? No. I don't think so anyway. I'm not ATTRACTED to boys. I'm just horny. I'd jerk off with a girl if I could but how likely d'you think that is? Have you ever wanked in front of mirror?"

"Yes", Alex says, though it embarrasses him to admit it.

"Why did you do it?"

"To see what it looked like."

"And?"

"And what?"

"Didn't it make it better seeing someone else getting themselves off?"

"But it wasn't someone else, it was just me."

James sighs. "Okay, look. You got hard from that cam movie. Yeah, I saw you looking to see if I was hard too. I'm not still hard, but I am still horny. How about you?"

"I got hard again in the chatroom," Alex answers, hesitantly. His face feels warm, and he wonders if he is blushing. He can't quite believe how open James is about everything.

"From the questions?"

"Yes."

"See, it's cool. It's the same for me, just thinking about it gets me going. If I wasn't here, if you were back at yours, would you wank right now?"

"Probably, yes," Alex says, slowly, looking down at the floor.

"Okay, how about this. If you really don't want to do this, say so, but are you okay if I jerk off right now? In front of you? You don't have to do anything. If it makes you puke, just go out until I've finished. What d'you think?"

Alex doesn't answer for a while. His world is being tilted on its side this morning. He has learned a lot about James he never suspected. He is not sure he wants to know about it. He is not homophobic, but he knows he himself is not gay, and yet what James said about the mirror is right. The IDEA of someone else getting themselves off is hot.

"Do you like being watched?" He asks.

"I don't know," James says, "I've never been watched before. I'm actually as scared as you are."

Scared? Alex would have thought James was anything but, and it makes him to smile. "Okay." He leans against the window sill.

James takes a deep breath and stands up, pushes the chair away and moves over to the bed. He faces away from Alex and pulls his tshirt over his head, then undoes his shorts and drops them to the floor. He lies on the bed on his back in just his boxers. He looks over at Alex once, then turns his face to the ceiling and closes his eyes.

Alex never really noticed before that James is left-handed. It is his left hand which creeps through the fly in his boxers and fondles his prick. His right hand lies across his chest, palm covering his left nipple.

James pulls his prick, which is semi-hard, through the fly, and begins to stroke his fingertips up and down the shaft. His foreskin still covers the knob. For a few minutes there is no change, but when the change begins it happens quickly. James' prick extends by about an inch as it becomes fully hard. The foreskin slides back slightly exposing the tip, which is very dark purple. At this point James wraps his whole hand around his shaft and strokes regularly up and down, pulling the foreskin back and forth over the knob. When he strokes down the knob is almost fully exposed, only the ridge remaining hidden underneath. When he strokes up his foreskin slides over the tip and bunches up above it.

Alex notices how slowly James is going, compared with how he himself would masturbate. He sees James lick his bottom lip, sees his right hand squeeze slightly as it rests on his chest. Alex finds himself fascinated by how James plays with himself. If he had thought about it, he would have thought that all boys did it in the same way, and he would have been wrong.

Alex is really turned on now. He notices his hand is unconsciously rubbing his own prick through his clothes. He's seriously considering pulling it out when there's an abrupt noise---someone opening the front door. Then there's chatter drifting up the stairs, female voices.

"Shit!" James exclaims, eyes wide open, all movement suddenly frozen, looking over at Alex. He stuffs himself back in his boxers and scrambles for the rest of his clothes. Alex pushes the door until it's nearly closed.

Having shrugged into his tshirt, James dives over to his laptop and closes down the chatroom window, which is still running, and the movie behind it. He joins Alex near the door and opens it, listening for activity in the rest of the house. Fortunately, no one appears to be coming upstairs.

"Close one!" he breathes to Alex.

Alex grins to James and points at his friend's prick still poking out of his shorts. James scowls, cuffs Alex on the arm and readjusts himself. The two boys leave the bedroom and descend the stairs.

"Hello Alex," Mrs Kobe greets as she herds Sarah and Susan through the door.

The sisters are in a world of their own as usual and ignore Alex and their brother as they drift into the house. Alex watches them as they pass. Both Mr and Mrs Kobe are of Japanese descent, and although all of their children were born in this country and both speak and behave as natives, that of course has no effect on their appearance. Sarah and Susan are fourteen, with black hair cut into neat bobs, dark skin and sparkling, secretive brown eyes.

Alex thinks they're both extremely pretty, and would love them to notice him. He has seen them many times when he's been over with James, and masturbated more than once while thinking about them. The twins spend practically all of their time together, though, and rarely talk to anyone else, even James or their elder brother Roger.

"Vapid as ever," James comments, and receives a sharp look from his mother.

"Hello Mrs Kobe," Alex replies. "James said you'd been out."

Mrs Kobe sighs and begins to separate bags she's carried in from the car. "One thing about those two," she says, "is at least they know what they want with clothes---as long as it's the same." She picks up two piles of bags and carries them through. James and Alex make their way to the TV room at the back of the house.

"They've been invited to Kate's fifteenth, party dresses all round," James says, adding meaningfully "Roger too, by the way."

Alex grins, "Roger in a dress? I never knew he was like that!"

"No, you muppet!" James laughs. "Invited. By Kate."

"Ohhh, riiight!" Alex grins. "Yeah John's going too, but his invite was from Ruth. You not going then?"

"Persona-non-grata, me," James sighs dramatically, "crying shame if you ask me. I could watch Kate all day."

"Hey hands off, you know she's mine!" Alex retorts.

"In your dreams! Anyway, whatcha doing? Wanna come over?" He shows Alex the latest additions to his father's DVD collection. "Any of these you not seen yet?"

"Most of 'em. Yeah I'd love to come over."

"Cool. Right, got any ideas for the rest of today? I ain't staying around here with the space girls."

"Behave, please," Mrs Kobe says, poking her head around the door. "You boys should be out enjoying the weather, not moping around the house."

"How about we go play on the railway line?" James asks archly, glancing after his mother. "You up for it?" he asks Alex.

"Sure."

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