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“Tai, hello? Can you hear me?” Rejoice eagerly spoke into his crappy college microphone, waiting impatiently for Tai to reply.
“Mhm- wait, I’m eating.” Tai gulped down the Chipotle Rejoice had ordered for him. The poor guy was only 15 and unable to buy his own food. It was a shame how much he craved fast food and other things, like games and new clothes. Luckily, Rejoice was comfortably employed at 21 years of age and just loved to spend his spare money on Tai. Still, the situation wasn’t exactly great for the younger boy.
“When are you going to send me the video of you jerking off? I didn’t rush to the bathroom mid-shift to send my dick earlier for nothing.” Rejoice had far from good intentions for him, as he always expected something crude in return for the stuff he bought him.
“Do I have to this time? It still feels fucked up.”
“Dude, it’s just what friends do. Grow up, it’s normal for good friends to talk about things like this.”
Weirdly enough, that made Tai’s heart flutter. Rejoice was older, which yes was a little weird, but more importantly, good-looking. His voice was deep and caring, which made his little dick twitch in a way that people his age were too boring for. Rejoice kept telling him it was normal for friends to do, so he believed him and tried not to dwell on it too much.
“Okay, I’m sorry. I’ll do it now and eat later.
“Shit, really? Has anyone ever told you how sweet you are, Tai?”
No. People had not. Rejoice’s voice was like rich honey, especially compared to the berating he received from the rest of his friends. Anytime he would make a small mistake in a video game, the rest of them would call him trash or something rude. On the other hand, Rejoice would comfort him and change the conversation.
“Uhm, I guess not. Thank you.” Tai stuttered out.
“Yeah, no problem.
Whenever Rejoice got to choose where their conversation led, 90% of the time it was either him shit-talking Tai’s other friends or just straight-up pornographic material. It was one conversation in particular that led them into their current strange ‘friend’ship.
“I don’t care that you fumbled a random Valorant match. It wasn’t ranked anyways.”
Tai struggled to remember what he replied with, as Rejoice tended to carry their conversations.
“Wait, random question though. Whenever I jerk off, I prefer using photos of my friends rather than pornstars. Is that just me, or…?”
“I don’t think we should be talking about this.” Tai moved around in circles in the lobby, trying to avoid looking at Rejoice’s in-game character as he felt weirded out.
“Nah, it’s totally normal. Just tell me.” On the other side of the screen, Rejoice had begun to record his screen. Ready to save a video of whatever Tai had to say.
“I’ve never tried to… I only sometimes masturbate to Instagram girls I don’t know.”
Rejoice grinned ear to ear.
“You’re missing out. You should try my photos one day.” Rejoice left the lobby of the game they were playing, switching his tab to just their call. He brought the hand he earlier had on his mouse down to his knee, trying to calm his eagerness down.
“That doesn’t sound fun. Unless it’s like, your- never mind!” Tai squeezed his legs together. This was wrong. He’d be gross and probably make Rejoice uncomfortable if he had finished his sentence.
“Come on, Tai. Use your words. Spit it out.”
“No, it was something about your body. I shouldn’t say that.”
“How many times have I told you it’s safe for friends to talk about this kind of thing?” Rejoice moved his hand up to his crotch, palming his dick lightly through his pants.
“Right…”
“So, what did you want to say?”
“Unless it was, like, your uh, dick.” Tai, unaware of Rejoice’s actions, also moved his hand down to touch his clothed dick. It’s not like Rejoice knew, so he told himself it was okay to do.
Still, he felt this was a little crude of him to be doing. All his other friends were dating girls their age, so why was he tightening his legs over the idea of a much older man’s dick?
“Tai, if you wanted to see my nudes, you should’ve just asked! I do have something to ask in return, though.” Rejoice shrugged his pants down and used his free hand to grab his phone. “I don’t have any on standby, but I could take a photo for you right now.” Tai could hear Rejoice smiling from the other side of the screen.
“Are you sure? I don’t send things like that to the rest of my friends.” Tai touched his dick, rubbing his balls against his gaming chair. Weirdly enough, he was excited.
Rejoice chuckled low and husky through the call, the sound sending a shiver down Tai’s spine as he heard fabric rustling on the other end.
“I’m sure, Tai. Friends help each other out, right?” His breath hitched slightly as he wrapped his fingers around his thickening cock, stroking it slowly from base to tip, the slick sound of skin on skin audible over the line. Rejoice angled his phone downward, the camera capturing the way his shaft pulsed in his grip, a bead of precum glistening at the slit. He snapped the photo with a soft click, sending it over without hesitation, the image popping up on Tai’s screen in vivid detail: Rejoice’s hand firmly holding his erect dick, the head swollen and dark, framed by trimmed bright hair.
Tai’s eyes widened at the sight, his own hand pressing harder against his crotch as heat flooded his face and pooled low in his gut.
“Uhm, I don’t want to send myself anymore.” He whispered, voice trembling with a mix of nerves and arousal.
“Ugh, what? Why not?”
Tai had come to a few really large realizations upon seeing Rejoice’s photo. Not only was Rejoice’s dick at least 2 inches larger than his, but so was his body. His torso was athletically large, and his hand was decently big. Tai was skinny and small, so Rejoice would likely be able to wrap his hands around Tai’s waist in a way that his fingers and thumbs touched due to how large he was.
“It’s embarrassing.”
“Is there something wrong with my dick?”
“No! Not at all, yours is, uh, great. I just am… a bit smaller.” Tai’s face grimaced as he said that, awfully shy of his own words.
Rejoice groaned softly in response, his strokes quickening as he was so close to getting Tai to send something of himself.
“That’s okay, baby, I want to see anyway.”
“Rejoice?” Tai muttered.
“Huh?”
“What are you going to do with my photo?” Tai’s voice was small, but his cock betrayed him with a fresh bead of precum as Rejoice’s breathing hitched on the other end.
Tai zoomed in on the photo of Rejoice’s cock, blushing furiously as his eyes traced the prominent veins. The way those large fingers gripped the shaft, him imagining how that hand would feel engulfing his own smaller body.
“Keep it for myself, stroke it later when I’m alone. Also, when you send yours, be good for me and take your shirt off. I want to see your nipples as well.”
Tai hesitated, heart pounding and voice silent, before slowly peeling his shirt up and over his head. He peeled his boxers fully off soon after, unaware of how to send a dick pic otherwise. The cool air pebbled against his small, pink nipples and his slender chest.
He angled the camera down with a shaky hand, snapping a photo that captured his slim torso, his leaky penis, and his sensitive buds standing out from his blaring air conditioner, then sent it before he could overthink. Rejoice’s moan was immediate and appreciative.
“Fuck, Tai… you’re so cute. That body is adorable, all slim and delicate, and those nipples…”
Tai moaned in response, sure of what words were right to say. This didn’t feel like friendship.
“Turn on your camera, baby,” Rejoice urged, voice dropping lower, rougher, his own fist pumping steadily over the thick length visible in the earlier photo. “Show me everything. You’re such a good boy for me, Tai—the best friend I’ve got, always there when I need you.”
Tai hesitated, heart hammering, but the flush of heat and the way Rejoice moaned his name made resistance melt away. He just couldn’t help it when it came to being praised; he was so sick of people being mean to him as a joke. He tapped the screen and switched to video, angled the phone so Rejoice could watch him sprawled in the chair. He kept his legs spread, fingers gliding up and down his shaft while his other hand teased a nipple. Rejoice groaned louder at the live view, strokes matching Tai’s rhythm.
“That’s it, just like that. You’re so good to me, always listening, always helping me feel this good. I want to meet up soon, Tai—fuck, I need to get my hands on you for real, feel how small you are under me while I jerk you off slow, maybe suck on those nipples until you’re shaking and begging.”
Tai couldn’t help but get harder and whinier at Rejoice’s words. He didn’t want anyone else to touch him ever again. Rejoice had already entirely convinced him he could do anything with him.
It was frustrating knowing his parents probably wouldn’t let them meet up for a while, as Rejoice described it in vivid detail, his breathing ragged over his words.
“Imagine me there in your room, pinning your hips down with one hand while the other strokes you just right.” His words were straight out of a porno. Makes sense, as he watched a freakish amount of hentai. Rejoice spent extra money on high-budget websites to buy porn that reminded him of Tai. “You’d let me, wouldn’t you? My closest friend, letting me touch every inch.” Tai whimpered, hips bucking into his fist, the camera capturing every twitch and wet precum as pleasure coiled tighter in his balls.
“That’s it, baby, keep going just like that,” Rejoice urged, his voice thick and ragged, fist pumping steadily over his thick cock as he watched Tai’s slim body writhe on screen. “Say it for me. Tell me you’d let me do all that to you ‘cause you’re so good for me. Do me a favour and say it nice and clear.” Rejoice’s eyes flickered to the side of the screen, confirming his computer was still recording.
Tai’s cheeks burned hotter, but the command sent a fresh jolt of heat straight to his cock, his strokes growing frantic and slick. “Yes, Rejoice, I’m so good for you. Do whatever you want.” He gasped out. He didn’t really mean it, as allowing someone to do whatever they wanted would be a bit weird, but his blood had left his brain and gone to his dick. The words spilled more easily than he expected as his free hand pinched at his nipple. Rejoice groaned loud and appreciative, matching the rhythm on his end, the wet sounds of skin on skin filling both sides of the call.
“Tai, that’s perf- You’re perfect. Say my name while you touch yourself, let me hear it.” Their breathing synced into desperate pants, thighs flexing and hips thrusting as they got closer to cumming. Rejoice choked out, “Tai—fuck, Tai!” his release hitting first and hard, thick ropes spilling over his fist. Feeling obliged to cum and overly aroused from hearing Rejoice, Tai followed right after, whimpering Rejoice’s name in a broken moan as his cock pulsed and painted his stomach, the shared high leaving them both trembling and breathless on the line.
They sat in silence after that. Rejoice breathed heavily on the other side of the call while Tai went to turn his camera off.
Before even having the chance to clean himself up fully, Tai heard someone knock at his door.
“Tai, Honey? I’m home.” His mom waited for him outside, concerned that his door was locked. “You sounded distraught.”
“Give me a minute, mom!” Tai yelled back, not really caring if Rejoice heard him speak to his mother.
“Tai?” Finally, Rejoice spoke up.
“I’m sorry, I have to go.” Tai rushed to grab something he could clean himself up with.
“That’s fine, I just wanted to say thank you… Thank you for being a great friend.”
Tai’s heartbeat sped up at that, flushed from the sincerity in his voice.
“Yeah, no problem. You too.” As soon as Tai finished speaking, Rejoice had left the call.
After that night, Rejoice started treating Tai like something precious. That’s when he started buying him meals delivered straight to his door, new games, and even in-game credits for video games. It was during one of those quiet evenings, the scent of Chipotle filling his room. Rejoice just complimented him, calling him sweet and stuff. Tai liked to hear that after Tai agreed to send him another dick photo.
Tai just scrolled back through his camera roll and attached an older photo instead of snapping something new, the angle slightly not perfect, but clear enough. Rejoice didn’t comment despite noticing. Tai smiled to himself, happily digging into the food Rejoice had ordered for him while they chatted, legs curled up in his chair. It was quiet while he ate, until he got a chat notification from Rejoice himself.
“Click that,” Rejoice said, his tone dropping into something rougher. “That’s what I want to do to you when we’re together. Hold you down and use you just like that.”
Tai unspoilered the message and saw the video preview. It was a porn video from Twitter. The caption had the hashtags #sizekink, #rapetwt, and #nc. The thumbnail showed a larger man shoving his dick into a girl whose hands were held above her head as he roughly slammed his hips into her. Tai’s fork paused halfway to his mouth as he stared, a familiar heat blooming low in his gut even as he took another bite.
Tai’s fork hovered there a moment longer before he forced himself to chew and swallow, ‘healthy’ food he ordered suddenly thick on his tongue. The thumbnail kept looping in his mind as he tried to focus on his food. Her limbs were locked tight, skin slapping, someone getting pinned hard enough to make the frame shake. Tai felt his ears burn even as he stabbed at another piece of food. He didn’t reach for his cock this time. The chair creaked under him as he shifted, legs still loosely crossed, one hand busy with the carton while the other gripped the phone as if it might bite.
Rejoice’s voice came through low and filthy, already breathing heavier. “Click it, baby. I want you to watch it on call without touching yourself. Just eat the food I bought you.” Rejoice couldn’t see it, but Tai nodded anyway. “Imagine it’s you getting fucked like that by me, legs shoved back until your knees touch your ears, hole stretched around something way bigger than your fingers.”
“Can this wait till after I’m done eating?” Tai partially regretted asking, as he knew the answer.
“Come on, I’ve done so much for you. Just listen to this. I’d hold you open, and you’d take it, no teasing, no asking twice—just shove in and fuck you stupid until you’re drooling on the sheets.” Rejoice laughed, rough and pleased with himself, the sound of his own zipper loud over the line. “Bet you’d cry a little at first. That’s okay ‘cause you’re cute. You’re young enough, I could fold you up and use every hole without breaking a sweat.”
Tai’s throat worked around another bite, cheeks hot enough to feel it against the screen. He didn’t answer right away, just kept eating slowly, the wet sounds of Rejoice stroking himself filling his headphones. The video link sat there unclicked, but the thumbnail stayed uncensored. Tai’s body screamed at him that this was strange, but Rejoice, who cared for him so much, told him it was safe to be talking like this. Rejoice groaned again, voice dropping deeper. “Send me a picture of your mouth right now, full of that food. I want to see what it’ll look like stretched around my cock when I finally get you on your knees.”
Tai’s fork paused again, the bite of cilantro-lime rice and grilled chicken balanced on the tines as Rejoice’s words settled on his mind. The two things on his mind were that the food was really good, along with merely ‘what the fuck am I doing.’ He glanced at the half-empty bowl and felt his pulse kick up at the idea of capturing it. With a soft exhale, he scooped another forkful, letting the flavors bloom on his tongue before angling the phone downward. The camera flash caught the way his lips parted around the food, cheeks slightly puffed, a stray grain of rice messily clinging to the corner of his mouth as he snapped the picture and hit send.
Rejoice’s low groan filtered through immediately, the wet rhythm of his strokes picking up speed on the other end.
“Fuck, look at you,” Rejoice murmured, voice thick with approval that had nothing to do with the meal itself and everything to do with the fact that Tai was enjoying something he did for him. “That pretty mouth stuffed full, just waiting for something thicker. You can eat so much and stay thin; your body is incredible. It’s not fair that I have to go to the gym to stay strong. But it’s okay, because it’ll help me when I meet you.”
Tai just didn’t feel like replying back. Rejoice was just into watching him do small things, which made his life easier. He was fine doing this as long as Rejoice kept being such a good friend to him. He was safe, after all.
Tai chewed slowly, the cool tang of avocado mixing with the heat rising in his cheeks, his free hand drifting unconsciously to adjust himself through his pants as Rejoice kept talking, describing exactly how he’d grip Tai’s jaw and ease forward until those same small lips stretched wide around his cock. The call stretched on like that, intimate and unhurried, Rejoice’s breathing growing ragged while Tai finished the last bites.
“You’re so good to me for sharing that,” Rejoice whispered, the sincerity cutting through the filth and making Tai smile. “I can’t wait to see you now. When we’re together, I’ll bring you all the electronics and whatever else you want.”
“Right, that’d be great. I’m a bit nervous but excited too.” Tai wiped the food from his mouth with his sleeve. Usually, that’d drive Rejoice crazy as he hated his own appearance being gross, but it was cute and endearing when it was Tai.
Rejoice’s strokes grew louder and wetter over the line, his voice dropping into a low promise.
“Soon, baby. Real soon. I’ll have you right here, no screen between us.” Tai’s fingers tightened around the phone, arousal still humming low in his belly even as the words settled like a weight. The idea of Rejoice actually showing up and putting his hands on him for real had him extremely uneasy. Almost fearful enough to throw up the food he had just eaten.
Rejoice groaned through his release, the sound raw and satisfied, before his breathing evened out.
“Gotta go, Tai. Ugh, I have a class soon, then work later today. It’s okay, the idea of you motivates me. Can’t wait to finally get my hands on you.” The line clicked off without warning, like Rejoice constantly did, and left only silence and the faint glow of Tai’s phone. He had spoken to Rejoice for so long over the phone, admitting so much stuff about his body and life to the older guy. Would their conversations really be the same in person? Tai hoped not; he nearly prayed that Rejoice would be normal and maybe even as rude as his other friends.