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DEX

I stared at Asa’s flushed cheeks and kiss-swollen lips, my entire body on edge and my mind utterly blank as my heart pounded in my chest like I’d just sprinted up ten flights of stairs.

He blinked, his chest rising and falling in rapid bursts and looking as dazed and out of it as I felt.

What the actual fuck?

I’d just kissed my stepbrother for the first time and shared my first kiss with a man, and it had rocked my world more than any other kiss ever had.

My mind still reeling, I tore my gaze from Asa and focused on my laptop, only then remembering that we were on cam.

The chat was flying by, and the soft ding of tips filled the silence as I tried to get my head back on the show and off Asa and his soft lips and needy whimpers.

Another tip request came through, pushing our total well over three hundred dollars.

Biglife: that was the hottest kiss I’ve ever seen. Thank you xox

“Glad you enjoyed it as much as we did.” I cleared my throat. “And thank you to everyone who tipped while we were distracted.”

Several comments asking us to kiss again filled the chat, but I ignored them and snuck a look at Asa.

He seemed completely unbothered, his usual neutral expression back in place.

I shifted my attention back to my laptop. “How about we move things along a bit?” I suggested, tossing the camera a smirky grin. “I don’t know about Alex, but I’m about ready for more after that.”

Asa nodded and pushed the heel of his hand against his cock, pressing the hard length against his thigh like he was trying to make his erection go away.

At least I wasn’t the only one rocking a boner right now.

Tapping on a few of the keys, I disabled the tip menu and set a series of goals.

I barely had a chance to sit back on the bed when a flurry of tips pushed us past the first one, which was to take off our pants.

“Do you want me to…” I asked Asa in a quiet voice that wouldn’t be picked up by the camera.

He nodded, his eyes a mess of emotions I couldn’t even begin to read. Asa was one of those people who could hide his every thought and feeling like his life depended on it, and the fact that he was having trouble controlling his expression sent a little thrill through me.

That ability was one of the reasons he pissed me off so much. I could usually do the same, but not with him. He had the unique ability to make me lose my shit, and I hated feeling so out of control around him.

Knowing he was just as affected by the kiss helped me push through my distraction and focus on the show—and on getting Asa’s pants off.

Hooking my fingers over the waistband of his sweats, I gently tugged them down, revealing a pair of satiny red briefs. His dick was as hard as mine and pushed against the soft material, the outline clear and a wet spot on his tip. My mouth watered, and I had to tear my gaze from his cock so I didn’t get lost in the moment again.

Once Asa’s sweats were off, he made quick work of getting rid of mine. When we were both in our underwear, I focused on the chat and not on how much I wanted to throw him down and bury myself deep inside him, goals be damned.

A few tip requests came in, asking us to show off and pose in our underwear. I could tell Asa felt incredibly self-conscious as he obliged, but he had no reason to.

His limbs were long and lean, and he had a round, full ass. The silver rings in his nipples glinted enticingly in the light, drawing attention to his tight, toned torso.

He was incredibly good-looking, even if he believed otherwise.

It didn’t take long for us to clear the final goal, which was to get naked.

“At the same time?” I asked, shooting him a quick look as we knelt on the bed next to each other.

He nodded, and we worked our briefs down. The chat went crazy, and the tips poured in.

“Do you want me to…” I flicked my gaze to his cock and unconsciously licked my lower lip.

“You want to?” he asked quietly, surprise flickering in his eyes.

I nodded.

He studied me for a few beats, then nodded. “How should I…”

“Do you want to lay down?” It wasn’t the best angle for the camera, but whatever. I wasn’t all that concerned about our audience at the moment.

“This is your last chance to see the goods before we switch to a ticket show,” I said to the camera as Asa lay on the bed. “And remember, if you’ve tipped over the ticket amount already, you’ll automatically be added to the show.”

A bunch of comments and tips flowed through the chat, but I ignored them and shifted my attention back to Asa.

He stared up at me, his lips kiss-swollen and pink, and his cheeks flushed. His cock was hard, and he shot me a little smirk as he slipped his hands behind his head, his pose as casual as could be.

He looked good on my bed, but I didn’t let myself think too hard about that as I used my knee to push his legs apart and settled between them.

I gave my computer a cursory glance to make sure we were in frame. The angle wasn’t the best, but they could see all the important stuff. It would do.

Returning my gaze to Asa, I gripped his hard length and gave it a gentle squeeze. He moaned softly and arched into my touch, a bead of precum appearing on his slit.

Not wasting any time, I dragged my tongue over it. His taste exploded in my mouth. He pulsed in my hand, and I let out a groan. A flush spread over his chest, staining his porcelain skin as he stared down at me like I was the only person in the world, his eyes full of hope and something I couldn’t read.

Slowly, I sucked him into my mouth and circled my tongue around his cockhead. Then, just to be a tease, I released him and ran the tip of my tongue up and down his length a few times before sucking him all the way to the back of my throat.

Asa’s breathing picked up, soft moans and sighs escaping his lips as he kept eye contact with me. I wasn’t used to that, and there was something incredibly hot about being able to look into his eyes and see his every reaction as I sucked him.

Tentatively, he moved one hand from behind his head and gently cupped the back of my neck.

I pulled my ball cap off and tossed it aside. Asa took the hint and carded his fingers through my hair exactly the way I liked.

A weird sensation settled in my stomach, sort of like being in a freefall, but gentle. It felt good, but at the same time, it was way too much.

Not ready to examine any of what was going on in my head, or in my body, I closed my eyes and focused on the blowjob I was giving, My cock hung between my legs, heavy and aching, but I ignored it.

“Too close,” Asa whispered a moment later and gently tugged on my hair.

I pulled off him with a reluctant groan.

“Can I?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, as he flicked his gaze to my dick.

I nodded and was about to ask him how he wanted me when he sat up and gave my chest a gentle shove. I fell back on my heels, more out of shock than from the force of his push.

Grinning wickedly, he got up on his hands and knees. “Lay down.”

Fumbling like a moron, I lay back on the bed, nearly kicking his arm out from under him in the process.

When I was finally settled, Asa crawled over me with all the grace of a jungle cat and lined himself up with my cock.

I lay there, completely enthralled as he gripped my base and gave my tip a kittenish lick, his tongue stud catching the light. A look of bliss came over his features, and I had to lock my thighs so I didn’t thrust up into his hand.

Asa gave me a few hard strokes, but instead of taking me into his mouth, he dropped a line of teasing kisses up and down my shaft.

I groaned and let my head fall back, unprepared for how much seeing this more aggressive side of Asa was affecting me.

He let out a low chuckle and drew me into the wet heat of his mouth until I was pressing down his throat, then swallowed around my cockhead. He held me there for an impossibly long time, then pulled back and moved over me at a fast clip. I’d never been with someone who had a tongue piercing, and the pressure of the stud on my shaft was unlike anything I’d felt before.

Without thinking, I threaded my fingers into his soft hair, needing that extra connection as he blew me like his life depended on it.

Giving into the pleasure, I lay back and let him work his magic. I was no stranger to having my dick sucked, but it had never been like this. He wasn’t just trying to get me off. He wanted me to enjoy it. Every bob of his head and swirl of his tongue pushed me closer to the edge, and all too soon, I could feel my orgasm creeping up on me.

“Getting close,” I whispered, giving his hair a gentle tug.

He pulled back and licked his lips, his eyes so full of heat and desire my breath caught.

Not thinking about what I was doing, I sat up and hooked my hand around the back of his neck to pull him in for a kiss.

His lips were warm and soft, his kiss an intoxicating mix of submissive and forceful that set my already frayed nerves on fire.

Another shrill tip chime dragged my attention from the kiss and back into reality. Blinking dazedly, I looked at the laptop and the massive tip one of my regulars had dropped.

“Thanks, Stripes,” I rasped.

Asa sat back on his heels, his expression guarded, but his rock-hard dick told me he was still into this.

“I think it’s about time to switch to a ticket show.” I swung my legs over the side of the bed and focused on my laptop, using the distraction to get my bearings back. “I’ll set the sale for five minutes. Everyone who tipped more than the ticket amount should automatically be added, so if you tipped and don’t get the purple notification, let me know, and I’ll add you.”

Comments flooded the chat as I set up the sale. Most were complimentary, but some were angry that we were going private and they’d have to pay to see us fuck. I ignored them and focused on the comments from people who thought they should be added but weren’t.

About a dozen of those came in, but only one was legit. People either didn’t know or forgot that I could check their tip amounts to see if they were lying or not.

Once I was sure everything was set up and everyone who should be added was, I glanced at Asa.

Wordlessly, he held out the condom and small bottle of lube I’d stashed on the bed. I took them and waited as he flipped onto his hands and knees, his perfect ass in the air.

I moved behind him and poured some lube on my fingers. Gently, I pressed one finger against his hole and circled it, teasing the sensitive skin to help him relax.

He let out a little sigh and arched his back the slightest bit more as some of the tension left his shoulders.

Rubbing my free hand over the swell of his ass, I dipped my finger inside him, teasing him open with little pulses until I was able to slip most of my digit inside him.

He let out a muffled grunt when I pulled almost all the way out and groaned when I pushed back in. I made sure to drag my finger over his prostate with every thrust of my hand.

When I was sure he was ready for more, I worked a second finger inside him, relishing every pleasure sound that fell from his lips. I’d always been an auditory person, and hearing him enjoy my teasing was just as hot as seeing him bent over and pushing back against my hand.

When I’d prepped him with three fingers, I paused and gently rubbed his back with my free hand. “Ready?”

He nodded.

I took a moment to tear open the condom and roll it on. After slicking it up with a generous amount of lube, I moved closer to him and notched my tip against his waiting hole.

He immediately clenched, and his shoulders tensed again.

Hoping to soothe his nerves, I rubbed slow circles over his back and rubbed my cockhead over his hole. After only a few passes, his posture relaxed and he opened up, allowing me to pop through his outer ring.

We both groaned as I sank inside him, his body swallowing my cockhead.

“Okay?” I whispered. I had no idea how long it had been for him and didn’t want to go too fast if he wasn’t ready for it.

“Yeah,” he half grunted, half whispered back.

Gripping his hips, I slowly pushed the rest of the way into him. He was tighter than I expected, and I paused when my thighs brushed his ass to give him a chance to adjust.

Fuck, he felt good, and my balls throbbed as I fought the urge to sling into him as hard and fast as possible.

He tossed me a look over his shoulder, his eyes clouded with confusion and something else I couldn’t read.

“You good?” I asked, concerned at his expression. He didn’t seem like he was in pain, but something was wrong.

He tore his gaze from mine and nodded.

Biting my lip to try and distract myself, I pulled almost all the way out of him, then pushed back in. His body gripped me like a vice, and the strangled cry he let out was one of the hottest sounds I’d ever heard.

Shifting so I could get a better angle, I thrust into him again. I must have hit his prostate because he cried out and fisted the sheets hard enough his knuckles turned white.

I tried to keep my pace slow as I moved, but soon Asa was pushing back against me, his cries loud and unrestrained as he forced me to go faster and harder. That snapped the precarious grip I had on my self-control, and I gave in and started pounding into him.

Soft chimes rang out in the room, punctuating our cries and moans as I fucked my stepbrother with everything I had.

I could feel my orgasm building and reached under him to grip his cock so I could stroke him in time with my thrusts. I wanted him to come, and it had nothing to do with our audience and everything to do with wanting to watch him come apart on my cock.

A steady stream of words fell from his mouth, most of them nonsensical, but I was able to decipher “please” and “more” and “fuck me” as he babbled and cried out for me.

That was almost too much, and I closed my eyes, fighting my release as I pulled out every trick I knew to get Asa to his orgasm.

“Oh god!” he cried. “Fuck, I’m gonna…”

His cock pulsed in my hand, then wetness shot over my fist as he came hard, writhing on the bed as his ass gripped and rippled around my cock.

Giving into my own orgasm, I fell onto his back and pressed my lips against his neck as I spilled into the condom. One of his hands closed around the back of my neck, holding me against him as I cried out, the sound muffled against his skin.

We stayed like that for a good thirty seconds after my orgasm ended, frozen and panting as the afterglow settled around us.

A shrill chime broke through my haze, and I slowly peeled myself off Asa and sat back on my knees. Carefully, I pulled out of him, then fell back on my ass in a heap, too spent to care that I was neglecting my chat.

Asa slid his knees down the bed until he was lying on his stomach, his back rising and falling with each labored breath.

I didn’t like that I couldn’t see his face. Was he okay? Had I hurt him? I wasn’t huge, but I was a decent size, and I hadn’t been gentle.

I was about to ask when he rolled onto his back and sat up, his expression blank and his eyes guarded.

Not ready to unpack any of what I was feeling, I snapped off the condom and tossed it into the nearby trash. Once it was disposed of, I scooted to the edge of the bed and focused on my laptop.

Chat text scrolled by as the tips kept coming. Most of them were small amounts, but they added up, and I almost did a double take when I saw the tip counter.

We’d made over two thousand dollars.

The most I’d ever cleared in a single show was three hundred bucks. We’d made more in an hour than I made in a month of doing solo shows.

Asa settled on the bed next to me, and his sharp gasp told me he’d noticed the tip counter too.

Still half in a daze, I focused on the chat.

dix4life: are you going to cam together again?

trucker94: that was the hottest thing i’ve ever seen

handieman: are you really stepbrothers?

warhammer21: was that better than it was the first time you fucked?

mynameisboo: I wanna see the little one fuck you

kitcat: make content together!

the9oh5: no way u haven’t fucked in years. Im calling bullshit

“Call whatever you want,” I said, not surprised by the array of comments. I’d been on the internet long enough to know people could be assholes. “But we haven’t. And yes, we’re really stepbrothers.”

rosie7: was it that good the first time?

“It was…different,” I hedged, glancing at Asa.

That night four years ago had been good, but nothing like what just happened.

“Very different,” Asa agreed, some of his earlier indifference fading. “We were also a lot younger,” he added, shooting me a quick look. “And it’s definitely different doing it in front of people.”

“Yeah.” I nodded, a smile curling the corner of my mouth. “That part is definitely different.”

unclebob: are you going to cam together again?

bluecheckmark: whens ur next show?

cyansky: please tell me this isn’t the only time you cam together

More comments asking if we were going to do this again came in, and I wasn’t sure what to tell them. We hadn’t really talked about this being an ongoing thing, but we hadn’t ruled it out either.

“I’m not sure if we will,” I said, needing to tell them something. “We’ll have to figure that out, but if we do, I’ll be sure to let you know.”

I spent the next few minutes answering questions and winding down the show, my mind only half on what I was saying.

I already knew we were compatible thanks to that night four years ago, but what just happened between us had gone beyond anything I’d imagined when we agreed to do a show together.

I had no clue what Asa was thinking or feeling, but my gut was telling me that doing this again would be a mistake and we should just take our money and forget it ever happened before we crossed a line we couldn’t come back from.