Ian Tyler Erotica
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🕑 Added 2024-02-10 18:30:29 +0000 UTCThis past week has had me staying about an hour or two late every day at work, so I am exhausted. I've got some time this weekend though, so I'll try to write a cache of stories to post. Until then, check out this story and the gif (plus the video it came from) that inspired it over on the VIP server.
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I knew how I looked- how could I fucking not? I was a god, solid muscle and a pair of eyes that could reduce any woman to a puddle of lust. As I sat there admiring my image on the computer screen, the video call finally connected to my girlfriend. I’d been dating Tiffany for a couple of months now, and whenever we couldn’t get enough time to meet up, we’d chat online before clothes started being pulled off.
Hey Rog, you look so fucking hot tonight.
Hell yeah, I spent like three hours in the gym today.
My workout had only been about two hours, but I’d of course had to fuck Sarah in the employee storage room before he left. Tiffany was great and all, but a week without sex? No man would fault him for getting some on the side. As I listened to Tiff drone on about her day at work, I mentally undressed the blonde with my eyes. Finally, she stopped talking so that we could get to the good stuff.
Listen babe, I need to see that body of yours.
Without hesitation, I through my muscle tank across the room and began flexing in front of the camera. My rock hard pecs were covered in chest hair, and I caught myself admiring my biceps as much as Tiff was. I was in perfect shape, and as Tiffany’s eyes went lower, I dutifully stood up to show more.
Taking a few steps back to center myself in the shot, I dropped my sweatpants to the ground and flexed my quads, turning this way and then back around.
Yeah baby, let me see what you did at the gym today.
What, you want to see some squats? I turned around, showing off that big ass that just wouldn’t get smaller no matter how many workouts I did. You want to check out this ass you love?
I could barely see her face in the screen, and that was probably to my advantage.
No Roger, I want to see how you fucked Sarah. Do you fuck her like you do your assistant at work?
Shit. Walking up to the camera, I saw the number of participants going up, from 2 now to over twenty. I’d never even questioned whether it was a private call, but there were now dozens of people watching me stand there half naked.
Bill, Rachel, Ron, Joey, Raquel, Tom, Stacey… it seemed like half the people that I knew were here. Fuck- even Sarah and Mary were here. One of them must have found out that he actually wasn’t single and blabbed to Tiff.
Listen babe, it’s not what it-
Fuck off, I didn’t date you to hear you talk. All you’re good for is that body and that cock. We’ve all seen the body, so it’s time to see everything else. Drop those cute little boxers.
Tiff, I’m about to hang up right now.
It took a second to focus, but as I squinted at the screen, I saw my boss’s contact info on her phone that she was holding up in front of me. If I didn’t do what she said, she’d get me fired, and I had no doubt that she could. I’d lost.
Positioning my body back in perfect view of my webcam, I dropped the floral boxers that Tiffany had bought for me. Stepping out of them, I saw my completely naked body exposed to all of these people. I’m sure that they were recording at home, and I would probably see some of those videos posted online. I loved showing off, but not like this. Not as my dick started getting hard purely from the attention.
Get hard for us, babe. We want to see you come.
The way that she said ‘us’ made me blush even harder, and as much as I wanted to bolt out of my bedroom, I knew that I couldn’t. Slowly moving my hand to my dick, I bit the bullet and started stroking myself off. Closing my eyes, I could at least try and pretend that I was alone.
Now fully hard, I kept stroking, and instinctively, I pumped a squirt of lotion down my shaft from the bottle on the nightstand next to me. I was getting into it now, and so were the now 47 people watching me from their own homes. I had no idea that one of my coworkers was watching and preparing to print off screenshots of my naked body to post on the break room refrigerator. Sarah from the gym already had a plan in place for two of the other trainers to pants me in the gym tomorrow and expose me in front of everyone there. Tiffany had even invited some old friends from my high school too. Months later, maybe even after I’d forgotten this ordeal, I’d be reminded again as this video played on the projection screen at our high school reunion in between superlatives for best glow-up and most impressive career change.
Luckily, none of that was on my mind right now. I was humiliated, but I had no idea how much worse it would be after this call ended. No, right now I was just focused on quickly getting off so that this could all end. My orgasm was thankfully spreading its tendrils through my lower half, and I embarrassingly started moaning under my breath as my stroking sped up.
With a whimper, I came hard enough to make my legs almost buckle underneath me. Opening my eyes again, I saw that my cum had shot all over my computer, and there was some leaking across the webcam. Collapsing onto my bed, I saw nothing but Tiffany’s smirk.
Hope it was worth it, Roger. Goodbye.
And just like that, her face vanished. Too tired to do anything but wipe off my screen, I fell asleep for just eight more hours of peace before the humiliation continued tomorrow morning once I’d walk into the break room for coffee.
