DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction that contains graphic sexual content. It is purely for entertainment so please enjoy safely and legally. Resemblances to real people, places and events is unintentional (but would be really cool).
A Series of Embarrassing Events Xmas Special: Christmas Gay
FRIDAY 25TH DECEMBER 2020 – CHRISTMAS DAY
Noah woke up on a cold but not frosty December morning that happened to be Christmas Day.
He squinted in the dark and contemplated the need to pee. Noah ignored the sensation in favour of checking his phone which flashed to indicate messages:
Matty: [Why does Santa land on the roof? Because he likes it on top.]
Matty: [Santa knows I've been very naught!]
Toby: [Happy Friday 25TH. Lol.]
Matty: [His sac is soo full.]
Samir: [Merry Christmas, Noah.]
Matty: [Santa is cumming down my chimney!]
Matty: [Ho, ho, ho. I got three ho's for Christmas!]
Ronan: [Happy Christmas. I'm gonna eat my weight in chocolate.]
Ronan seemed more at ease than he had last weekend when he had agonised over revealing a secret or not. "I'm sorry Noah, I can't tell you... He won't let me." Noah had been frightened his friend was being abused – physically or psychologically stopped from talking – but Ronan had convincingly insisted that wasn't the case. He still wouldn't say what was wrong though.
Noah tapped out replies to them all – his bare arms above the cover so that he realised it was cold by the time his messages were complete.
It was still dark and still cold and Noah still needed to pee so he slipped out of bed, opened the door and crept into the hall. He padded barefoot and nude to the toilet but heard no signs of life from anywhere in the house.
Noah didn't put on the bathroom light so he aimed carefully; holding his soft penis, Noah slid back the foreskin to fully expose the head and commenced a stream of pale piss that tinkled and gushed on the water below. Noah's penis was soft and spongy under the touch of his fingers. Finished, he shook the end of his dick and then washed his hands.
Noah hadn't looked at the time but it was definitely early o'clock so he returned to his bedroom and put on the light. What is a boy to do on Christmas day when no-one else is up and about?
Have a wank?
Noah was already naked so there was no ceremony involved in getting started yet Noah's insatiable interest in exhibitionism and a vain sense of pride started calling him; before he could get back into bed, Noah's eyes fell on his laptop. He picked it up and carried it back to his bed. He didn't need any visual stimulation but that wasn't what was on his mind.
What was on Noah's mind was watching himself and if he was going to watch himself, perhaps he should let other people watch too. It wasn't a plan. It wasn't something that was foreshadowed or telegraphed in any way; Noah simply decided to share his wank with people online.
Noah had of course stripped and masturbated online once before. Four months ago, Noah had only been fifteen and the video of his strip show and subsequent squirting of cum had been taken down. However, judging by the Message-Me's Noah still received, the film had been downloaded, shared and was still online somewhere in the dingy corners of the internet. Noah enjoyed knowing that horny gays jerked off to the sight of him. He was lucky the internet was such a big place and that Sextr was a niche social media app – were it more popular, who knew how many people he knew would have seen it by now.
Noah had turned sixteen eight weeks ago but he was not eighteen and probably shouldn't be sharing naked images of himself with strangers. Given the fuss made last time, Noah figured he shouldn't explicitly mention his age. He hoped it might stop the video being reported to the moderators who would delete his Christmas gift to his followers.
Noah wasn't actually sure what he was going to do.
Noah started by logging in and placing his laptop at the foot of the bed. He aimed the camera until the angle was just right and then started a Live-Me session that would be live streamed and uploaded automatically. Just like last time, even if he got cold feet it would be too late to change his mind. Noah scooted back on the bed and propped himself against the headboard. His upper body was upright and his legs stretched towards the camera.
Noah's feet filled the front of the frame, his hairless legs looked long as they raced towards his short-pubed crotch, above the meagre bush was a bald climb to his navel and an equally smooth torso interrupted by erect nipples. Noah's hair was a toss of bed-head blonde which he rubbed with his hand, exposing his scant armpit with hair so fine and short that it hardly showed up.
This was Noah's Christmas gift to his Sextr followers.
He didn't have anything to say and didn't feel the need to narrate his sexual display. He put one arm behind his neck to expose the pit again and touched his chest with the other hand. Noah pinched a nipple with his fingers and then rubbed the other nipple with the palm of his hand. It didn't take much for his sixteen-year-old penis to begin to respond.
Noah hadn't enabled info or comments so didn't know how many people were watching or what they wanted from him. Noah wanted to do his own thing, to develop something that would be unique and special and Noah-ish instead of guided by early-morning perverts on the internet.
Noah's dick had started small and watching himself on the screen – the same images that would be viewed by anyone watching the Live-Me or re-watching the upload later – Noah liked to see his three-inch prick slowly grow.
The shape of the head was visible - rolled up inside the foreskin; the ridge of the flaccid glans was a lovely point of demarcation between the shaft and the head.
The penis grew just from watching himself showing off his armpit and touching his nipples. Soon, his hard cock was standing up from his crotch and starting to ooze just a little. It would ooze a lot quite soon.
Noah wriggled his toes at the camera like a happy little wave to his audience. Noah looked at the soles of his feet – soft and pink and flawless. Just like his little toes. Noah had been nervous about displaying himself again but the internet offered anonymity especially to boys who showed off naked. How often do you meet your favourite naked internet boys? Alas, never!
Noah needn't have worried about getting cold feet – his feet were nice and warm. Noah lifted his right leg and crossed his ankle over his left knee. Noah took a hold of his cock with his right hand but the left moved from behind his neck to his foot. Noah caressed the hairless ankle where most boys had started to get hairs that climbed from ankle to knee. Noah was smooth, his soft hand stoked soft skin – gliding from his ankle and up his smooth calf and shin. Up and down a few times before sliding over the hairless foot.
Again, some boys had wisps or sprigs of hair on the top of their feet but Noah's was perfectly boyish – as bereft of hair as when he was a pre-teen. Noah continued to wank but his eyes were watching the screen where he saw a boy playing with his foot.
Noah had no especial interest in feet but he his attention was caught at this moment. Noah rubbed his toes and worked his fingers between each one. His cock was still happily hard and leaking even more since he began to touch his skin in exciting new ways. Noah slipped his right hand down the shaft so he could scoop precum from his cock using his left hand; then Noah deposited his left hand back on his foot, smearing precum over his toes until they were sticky.
Noah had never really tested his flexibility – he had spent months testing too many other things – but he pulled his foot closer using his hand. The soft foot moved up Noah's soft left thigh until his heel touched his balls. Noah jerked his cock some more with his right hand, enjoying the sensation of his foot against his teenage eggs.
Then Noah tested his flexibility some more; he grasped his foot with his left hand and tilted it up – where before his toes had been pointed towards his laptop at the foot (no pun intended) of the bed, they now pointed towards the ceiling. Noah bent in the middle and tilted his head forward and discovered, quite pleasingly, that he could reach his foot with his mouth.
Noah put out his tongue and licked his toes – mostly tasting the residue of his precum. His tongue touched each to in turn and then flicked in between each little toe as well. Noah worked from the big toe down to the pinkie and then back again. Once he reached the big toe again, he pushed forward more and sucked his big toe into his mouth.
Noah lifted his eyes and could see the screen – the naked teenager on the screen was sucking his own toe, his balls were between his legs and helped to centre the shot to of the dirty boy. Noah's hairless perineum was just below the slack sack of testicles, offering the hint of tight hole that gays just love to fantasise about.
Noah found the pedal devotion more interesting and exciting than he had expected – perhaps because it was a unique experience for him and not something he explored as much as his penis or humiliation.
Noah sucked the big toe, kissed it and licked it and smiled as he watched himself on screen.
Of course, if Noah could do that to his toes, surely there was something more interesting he could suck? Noah's mouth moved over to his erection and he was giddy to discover he could kiss the head of his own dick.
His back was getting sore so this was experience was likely to be an exception rather than a rule but how exciting. Noah licked his own cock, tasting precum straight from the source. The eye at the centre of his cock wept fat tears of milky-clear sweetness almost as quickly was Noah was able to mop it up.
The teenager managed to lift his eyes again – looking into the camera with his sweet baby-boy eyes right before thrusting his head forward and engulfing the head of his cock with his mouth. Holy fuck was it thrilling to suck his own cock!
Noah had sucked cock before and been sucked too but combining those experiences was exhilarating; simultaneously Noah could feel the sexual pleasure of oral sex in his cock and the delight of tasting penis too. Noah gobbled the wet and spongy head and drank down sweet spits of precum. Not all of it made it into Noah's mouth so Live-Me was treated to the sight of a rivulet of boy-made milk streaming down the shaft.
Noah could smell his own cock – his own crotch, his own balls.
He had to come up for some air and once he was upright again, Noah knew he wouldn't go back down on himself. Noah gave his foot one last rub with his hand and then put it back down beside the other. Noah's legs again stretched towards the camera and the soles of his feet waved at the Live-Me of Sextr viewers.
Noah's hand grabbed his dick again – now it was wet with precum and saliva. Noah stoked the hard and hot cock, sliding his hand up and down the shaft with a combination of fast and slow strokes. Noah slowly bent his knees and put his feet flat on the bed, sliding his heels closer to his little boy butt; then Noah parted his knees to spread his legs. He kept jerking and reached between his legs to slip a finger over the sweet spot between his balls and his ass.
Noah was getting very close to cumming but he was also enjoying stroking the silky perineum. He knew the audience would expect him to start fingering himself which just made Noah want to defy expectations.
Noah had defied expectations with spontaneous Live-Me; defied them by playing with his feet and sucking his own dick... why not defy them one more time? Noah bit his lip, his boyish face screwing up in a picture of cute and sexy.
"I know you like it when I'm naked, don't you? Do you want to watch me cum? I'm just a sixteen-year-old schoolboy?" Noah wanted to say all that but he resisted.
Instead, Noah swiped his fist over the head of his engorged cock until it spurted hot spunk into the palm of his hand. It continued to gush messy muck, spilling over his finger and hand and dribbling down his cock; jizz leached into the short hairs above Noah's dick and into the fuzziness on his balls.
Noah wanted to flop back, exhausted but it was time to end the Live-Me. Noah slid closer to his laptop; his right leg kept straight and slipped out of view. His right foot floated in mid-air, having left the edge of the bed; his right thigh, creamy and smooth filled one edge of the screen.
Noah had bent his left leg so his left foot was tucked under his right knee. It helped to accentuate the floppy-hard penis in the centre of the screen, still covered in ball juice. Boyish tummy and torso also filled the screen but Noah's face was no longer visible. Noah decided to end the Live-Me by showing his cum-covered hand.
His hand was gooey with spunk that stretched and slopped between his fingers and causing Noah to goggle at the sight of it on screen. Noah knew his followers wanted to taste that cum almost as much as they wanted to look at his naked boy body. Noah reached for the top of the laptop, readying to close the lid, so the internet could see his scrubby little pit and scrawny arm.
Then Noah's bedroom door opened.
"Ho, ho, ho! Merry... oh, fuck!"
Noah's shocked expression would have been a gift to his viewers but it was above the frame of the camera. However, the Live-Me audience and every viewer thereafter could see the moment Noah's arm tensed; caught naked after wanking – what would the boy do now? It was too late to cover up.
Who had caught him? That's what everyone would wonder and Noah realised that revealing this was the perfect final gift to the lovers of his display.
"Oh... hi big brother... Merry Christmas."
Noah snapped his laptop closed.
I'm really more of a meticulous planner when it comes to my stories. Chapters are written and then edited months in advance so very rarely do I write spontaneously. Like the Prelude to Embarrassing Events, this short idea came to me three weeks ago and I decided to bash it out (pun intended) as a Festive treat. Visit my blog for the next teaser trailer and visit Nifty next year for:
A Series of Embarrassing Events – Chapter Fifteen: EUA - Examination Under Anaesthetic
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