PuppyForceTV

PuppyForceTV 1 and 2

By Backfish

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PuppyForceTV – Chapter 1
By Backfish

“Aaaaaaaand, online. Welcome to the first stream on PuppyForceTV,” Tobi shouted with the enthusiasm of a YouTuber.

“Tobi, nobody is watching yet, you don’t have to introduce us.” Sometimes you’re a bit annoying, you know that?

My little brother looked at me in stagy disbelief. “Yes, but we can at least imagine some do, so we’ll be prepared for our unavoidable internet fame.” After a few seconds of looking at the second screen, as if he actually expected some imaginary person to react in chat, he added, “Come on, Zach, pick up the controller, we wanted to do co-op today.”

I grabbed the controller of the floor and started to pick my character. For our debut stream we had decided to play a popular co-op shooter, as I hadn’t expected a huge amount of chat interaction and both of us could play at the same time. Additionally, splitscreen streams are generally not common and could potentially help to set us apart, if our high quality facecam wouldn’t be enough. The game was pretty violent, in the eyes of most probably too violent for kids our age, but it wasn’t like our mother would actually give a fuck. Even if she were at home.

To be fair, she wasn’t really at fault for that. After our father died, the main income source for the family suddenly broke away. She had to take every job she could get, to retain the middle-class lifestyle we were used to. This resulted in Tobi and me being together a lot. I mean, somebody had to take care of him, and I was happy to take at least that job away from my mother. How irresponsible this actually was considering my own age, never really came to my mind. I just had to mature faster. Outside of school we both liked to watch different gaming streamers. Seeing those people as idols, Tobi developed this dream to one day become a streamer. Knowing how much those guys sometimes earned, I liked the idea. If we were famous, maybe Mum wouldn’t have to work so much anymore.

“Die, fucking Scag!” Tobi got pretty fired up, as he killed the last remaining enemy to clear the area, which initiated a cutscene. I had played the game before and wasn’t particularly interested in the story, so I used the time to observe my little brother in his new role as a streamer. He was very slender, even for an 8-year-old, and had this typical cuteish look that managed to melt the hearts of most adults. Especially his somewhat pale but childishly smooth skin and his blue eyes over his small, freckled cheeks seemed really appealing to many people. During the cutscene, he repeatedly ran his fingers through his blond, short hair. I debated to tell him about his habit after the stream but decided that I would probably forget it anyway.

I glanced over to the second screen and noticed, that we actually had some few viewers at this point, but nobody made an effort yet, to write something in the chat. Tobi also became aware of this and started to greet our voluntary spectators.

“Hi guys, I’m Tobi and this is Zach. We’re 8 and 11 years old and this our first stream, have fun.” This time he didn’t put up his slightly annoying YouTuber voice and instead spoke in his normal but still ridiculously cute voice. I guessed he realized, that he wouldn’t be able to keep up the overenthusiastic tone for multiple hours anyway.

“Hi.” I just said, slightly awkward, “I’m Zach. Nice to meet you.” Two viewers used a Hi emote in chat. Wow, our first chat interaction ever. It feels a little unreal.

The platform we streamed on wasn’t the biggest in the field, but it brought a few advantages. Apart from the chat it offered an easy to use revenue system focused on subscriptions and donations. The platform didn’t run any regular advertisements and pushed the entire legal burden onto the streamer, so the content was able to be as unregulated as possible. To circumvent trouble, the site didn’t allow to save streams and even prevented common recording software. Additionally, you were even allowed to gain and access revenue without ever showing a legal ID or having to prove that you’re an adult. Which was obviously very useful for us.

“You are both very cute!” I flinched a bit when my brother read the line from the chat. It was our first real chat message ever. “Oh, thanks a lot.”

Well, Tobi certainly was. I had never really considered myself as cute. Sure, I was pretty slim as well, and I was quite proud of my naturally curly brown hair. But at the same time my face didn’t possess the child-model-like features of my brother and I was generally a bit uncomfortable in my pre-pubertal body. I didn’t even have the slightest hint of pubes. Probably not to special for a not even 12-year-old boy, but logic doesn’t tend to have an important place in adolescent feelings.

I focused on the game again, while Tobi thanked viewers and answered a few simple questions, like: “How old are you?”, “Does your mother let you play this game?” and “Do you like streaming?” I didn’t bother to interfere, because I thought that my brother was probably more equipped to answer anyway.

“How did you come up with your channel name?”

When I heard Tobi read the question out loud, I chuckled a bit. PuppyForceTV, what a stupid name. There wasn’t even really a history or meaning to it. My brother simply had chosen it, because he liked dogs. Like, a lot. We always had wanted to have a cute little puppy, but as my mother wasn’t home all day and we were both in school until noon, it would have been irresponsible. I understood that, Tobi not so much. So when we decided on the name, I wanted to pick something cool, like SpaceRangers or BrotherForce. But Tobi insisted on building the name around something related to dogs, I gave up and picked Force for the second word, he picked Puppy. It didn’t even make sense in the slightest and while I couldn’t really identify with its cuteness, it always made us chuckle when we said it. So that was probably a good sign.

Tobi didn’t seem to agree with my point of view on the origin story. “Because we’re cute little puppies,” he said as he laid the controller down to imitate paws with his hands. “Don’t you see?” I didn’t imitate the pose but smiled into the camera, well knowing that Tobi’s answer was a lot more interesting than the absolute truth. Or he really imagined it that way, who knows? He always has had a sense of acting spontaneously cute, so I was kind of used to the situation.

Another glance to the second monitor made me notice, that we now had over 25 viewers. Should I wait longer? Or is now the perfect moment? While streaming surely is fun, in the end I also want to earn some pocket money with this. But when is the perfect moment to tell them? A boss fight started in the game. I was pretty confident in beating the section the first try, as I remembered it to be rather simple. So I just said it. “If we beat this boss the first try, you have to subscribe to our channel ... if you want.” Tobi nodded, he was ready for the challenge.

We concentrated and really beat the boss in our first try. It wasn’t too difficult, Tobi played pretty well. As I looked on the second screen I saw multiple messages in the chat. Sadly, they weren’t subscriptions.

“You don’t have a sub-button, boys. Is this your first day streaming?”

“Yes, it is. What do we have to do to get a sub-button?” I asked.

“You have to get into the partnership program. You’ll probably need a bit more viewers for that though.”

Why didn’t I read that part? Fuck, I’m really stupid. I looked at Tobi, but he didn’t really seem to care, for him the challenge by his brother was completed successfully. I on the other hand had to have looked kind of sad, as chat recognized. Suddenly I heard a beep sound from the PC.

“Sry, boys, no subs for you yet. But instead we could donate. Here are 2 dollars.”

A donation. I had totally forgotten about those. “Thank you very much! We really appreciate that!” I said.

“Yes, thanks a lot!” Tobi adds while repeating the puppy pose from earlier. I hit him lightly with my foot, to get him to stop. Even though I was happy about the money, I didn’t necessarily want this to become a thing. When I looked at my little brother, I noticed, that the game seemed to start to bore him a bit. No wonder, we played the same game for about 2.5 hours. And chat seemed to notice as well.

“Do you have End of Times 3? If you do and you play it for the rest of the stream, I’ll donate 5 dollars!”

“Yes, we have it!” Tobi said, clearly happy with the suggestion. It was a strategy game, so playing it for the rest of the stream wouldn’t really be a problem.

Finally finding my groove in this new social situation a bit I jokingly asked, “But how can we be sure, that you’re gonna donate the money? Maybe you should pay first!” The smile on my face obviously suggested the funny nature of this request. But the viewer actually answered.

“Not a problem, I just setup a conditional donation. That means that I pay first but you only get the money if the people in chat confirm, that you fulfilled the conditions. That’s how many ... services ... on this platform are operated.”

I wasn’t sure what he meant with services, but agreed to the proposal and the donation came in. We switched to End of Times 3 and started playing a bit of multiplayer. Tobi controlled the units while I managed chat and sometimes gave suggestions. Strategy games kind of bore me, but the situation still made the session a lot of fun.

“Oh, fuck, it’s already pretty late. Only 30 more minutes, guys, then we have to go off.” I explained. We probably should at least try to do our homework for tomorrow before going to sleep. Chat didn’t take the message too well, but at least it led to a few people giving more donations. Mostly small ones over 2 dollars, the minimum amount. But there came a big one.

“Conditional Donation: 30 dollars!” I read out. “Condition: Big stack of cash for a small dare. To get the money both of you just have to take your T-shirts off and stay topless for the rest of the stream.”

My jaw dropped a little, but not because of the condition. 30 dollars! That’s 15 dollars for each of us. Just thinking what you could potentially buy with this additional money compared to before, made my head nearly explode. Tobi and I generally didn’t get what you would consider pocket money, as it was only very slightly more than what was needed for the school cafeteria and a small, cold dinner. Any money we needed for games or anything else was either a present or the result of intentionally skipping a meal. So having more than 20 dollars available for free expense for just streaming a few hours sounded like a dream.

“What are you waiting for?” Tobi asked.

God, that little fucker already has his shirt off. I looked at his slender, little body and started thinking. Fuck, why was his skin so amazingly smooth? I don’t look like that. Do I really want to do this? Do I really want to show off my body to 48 random people on the internet?

“Come on, Zach, don’t puss out now!” Tobi said while turning towards me on his knees and hands. Yes, we sat on the floor the entire time. Chairs are uncomfortable. “You’re always topless when we’re at the swimming pool anyway, it’s nothing special.” Shut up, Tobi, I know. It still somehow feels wrong. I didn’t even really notice, that my brother (probably) unintentionally wiggled his clothed butt towards the camera for the entire conversation.

“Your brother is right, Zach! There’s nothing to it.” Some people in the chat tried pretty hard to convince me. I thought about the 20 dollars again.

“Ok, fine, I’ll do it.” I hesitantly took off my green T-shirt and showed my chest to the camera. “Are you happy? Do we get the money?”

The chat was overflowing with hearts. Maybe I wasn’t as bad looking as I had thought. The reaction made me pretty happy, not gonna lie. And there was something more, something I couldn’t really grasp. It just felt ... right. The donation completion sound rang.

“Thank you all a lot!” my brother exclaims, this time back in his YouTuber voice. We continued streaming for the remaining 20 minutes.

“Ok, guys, we’re going off now, thank you for watching.” The chat again didn’t seem happy with my announcement, but we really had to stop now. Some viewers started to ask, when our next stream was gonna be. My brother and I looked at each other, we hadn’t really decided yet.

“Saturday! Probably starting around noon.” Tobi said. It was a Thursday, so I was ok with that. Not really sure, why he didn’t say Friday, but maybe he had some stuff to think about as well. Because I sure as hell knew I did.

I nodded into the camera. “Ok!” somebody in chat wrote, “I’m certainly gonna recommend the stream to a few of my friends. It was hot as fuck, lol.” I wasn’t really sure what he meant by that. Some more people in the chat started to talk about recommending us. We saw it as a good thing, thanked them and turned the stream off.

“Well, that went well.” I said. “We made some money and started to build a fanbase.” I looked at the revenue of the day displayed by the platform.

“Yes, it was a lot of fun! I’m looking forward to Saturday.” Tobi replied. “I’m now gonna do my homework before Mum comes home.” Dummy, when mom comes home we’ll both be in bed. Tobi picked his T-shirt of the ground and went to his room. He hadn’t even bothered to put it on after the stream ended.

I looked in the mirror. “So we’re gonna stream again on Saturday,” I whispered to myself. “Will they gonna make us do stuff again? Would we be strong enough to deny? Tobi certainly isn’t.” I sat down at my bed. I was worried, but somehow excited. I never had had this feeling before. Saturday couldn’t come early enough.

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Author’s note:

This marks the end of the first chapter of my first ever attempt to write a narrative text in English. Because of that I’m still in the process of finding my style, which is also why the 2 chapters differ stylistically. I decided to release both chapters in tandem, as the first chapter on its own is basically just an introduction and tease.

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PuppyForceTV – Chapter 2
By Backfish

Here we go again. I looked at my little brother, as he pressed the stream start button.

“Welcome to another stream on PuppyForceTV! It feels good to be back, doesn’t it, Zach.”

“It does, Tobi, it does.” I decided to not correct him for the overenthusiastic greeting again. Because of our time announcement on Thursday, this time there were actually already viewers, that were able to hear it. Did they wait for the stream going online? We hadn’t finished the co-op shooter in our first session, so we booted it up again, while more and more viewers started to trickle in.

People actually waiting for our stream is a pretty good sign. And the viewer count is rising a lot faster than at the beginning of the first stream. That means, that we probably kept a lot of viewers from last time. About 30 minutes into the stream, a glance at the second stream revealed that we already had more than 100 viewers watching us live. If we keep growing like that, maybe we can actually get famous and successful. If we earn a lot of money, maybe I can convince Mum, that I don’t have to go to fucking school anymore.

My thoughts were interrupted by a familiar sound. “Oh, a donation came in! A conditional one over 30 dollars!” Tobi said. My heart sank a little. He started reading out the donation text. “You both are amazing cuties, but at the moments it’s sadly quite hard to see. Let’s change that. Condition: Both of you have to strip down to only your underwear and stay that way until the end of the stream.”

Another person that wants us to take off some clothes? This time even more of them. What’s going on? Should I refuse? The donation amount didn’t even increase from last time. By if I refused that early into our second streams, what would this indicate to our viewers? Do we need to do stuff like this to become successful? I want to be successful. I didn’t necessarily before our first stream, but now I definitely want to.

After thinking for a bit, I made my decision. “Ok!” I said. “We’re gonna do it.” After a few seconds of silence, I added: “Because we love all of you so much!” Tobi smiled at me. It seemed I started to understand, how this entire thing worked.

We started our striptease by pretty quickly taking off our shirts. Most viewers probably knew that part already and we didn’t really understand concept of erotic unclothing. After taking off my socks, I stopped for a bit, fingers already placed in my waistband. If I do this, over 150 viewers will see me in my underwear. Do I really want this?

Tobi didn’t stop. He slowly pushed down his shorts using both of his hands, exposing his cute blue briefs. They were simple, unpatterned and fit the 8-year-old very tightly, probably even too tight. He turned around and posed for the webcam while chat exploded with hearts. The bulge at the front of the briefs was very small but still visible. Even though I wasn’t even much older I had to somehow agree with the chat, he was very cute in them.

He really did it. Now I have to, to keep my face in front of our audience. I pulled down my jeans, revealing the green trunks I wore under them. They were made out of some kind of elastic fabric, pretty much presenting the small bulge in front of my body in all of its majesty. Like my brother did before me, I turned around to show my ass to the camera. Chat seemed to love it.

We sat down on the floor again and continued playing our game for a bit. During that time, even more viewers came in. Nice, now there are almost 250 people potentially staring at the fucking bulge of my fucking cock. The chat started to fill up with the new viewers asking questions about us and our channel, so we paused our game and started to answer some of them.

“So, what’s up with your channel name? Are you our little puppies?”

“That’s right!” Tobi said, imitating the same dog pose from the first stream. This triggered massive reaction in chat, way more than last time he did it. Well, I guess this time he’s only wearing his underwear, so it’s probably a lot cuter.

Due to the lack of questions in the chat, that was caused by this action, we continued playing. From time to time I looked over to the chat, to find them still talking about puppies and spamming some kind of dog emotes in the chat. Wow, they actually love it. Maybe we should start integrating this puppy thing even more in our branding. It could set us apart from other channels. Tobi would probably be on board with it, he’s already kind of doing it anyway. But what could I do?

For the second time in the day my thoughts were interrupted by the donation sound. I peeked onto the screen, fully expecting a 2 dollar donation. But it was something different. Way different.

“50 dollars?!” Tobi burst out. “That’s our new record, thank you very much!” After looking at it again he calmed down a bit. “Oh, wait, it’s another conditional donation. I’m just gonna read the entire thing out.” He took a deep breath. “Thanks boys for this nice early afternoon, I’m having so much fun today. The only thing I have an issue with is the way you use our branding at the moment. It’s somewhat ... sloppy. That’s why I’ll use this donation to try to make your channel better.”

I pretty much thought the same thing but didn’t have an idea how to do it. I hope his idea is good. I mean, we kind of have to do it anyway, 50 dollars are 50 dollars. But maybe his idea could actually improve our success for a long time. I hope it’s nothing embarrassing.

My little brother read on. “My condition is: Pause your stream for today right now. Go to a store and by a cute dog collar for each of you. Then return and continue the stream.”

Collars? For us to wear? Well, it is an idea to integrate our name into the branding more. But somehow it feels ... wrong. This time I wasn’t the only one that looked a bit uneasy about the idea. I expected Tobi to not really mind the suggestion of wearing a collar, but even he seemed to understand the weird feeling of submissiveness that this proposal carried. He looked at me and shrugged. Maybe he wants to discuss the idea off-stream.

“Ok, guys!” I said. “We’re gonna turn the stream off now to buy the collars. See you in an hour or so.” My brother looked at me with a confused look on his face, as I pressed the offline button. I tried to ease him. “We can now talk about it off-stream and if we don’t want to, we can just say that we didn’t find cute collars.” He nodded.

We discussed the suggestion for a short amount of time and concluded that we were both couldn’t really pin down why the thought of wearing a collar seemed weird to us. And if we can’t say why it’s wrong, it probably isn’t. So we put our clothes back on, fetched some money and went to the dog shop in the mall. Avoiding the staff there as much as possible, we bought two collars, one for each of us. I decided to buy a green one, my brother picked a blue one. We weren’t able to put the collars on in the store, so we hat to guess the width of our necks and inconspicuously hold them beside us. After about an hour we were back at home.

“Aaaand we’re back online!” Tobi’s voice sounded excited. The chat started to fill again. “And now we’re actual puppies! Look!” He showed off the blue collar around his neck. The fit was perfect. I followed his lead and took off my hoody to show of my green collar as well. That’s 50 more dollars for us. I hope they like it.

Looking at the chat, they definitely did. A lot of heart and puppy emotes were spammed and many people told us, how cute the collars look on us. The fulfillment of the condition was confirmed, and the money was sent to our donation account. Multiple additional donations over 2 to 5 dollars came in, telling us again and again how amazing this new branding is. The stream reached over 250 viewers again. In short, we were very happy. If they love it so much, this can maybe push our stream to fame on its own.

I looked over to Tobi. He was fully in his elements and started to pose a bit, to the delight of the chat. He got on all four and started to pant uncontrollably, as if he just ran for multiple miles. Then he laid down like a dog and started to lick his right hand. The chat loved it, and this made him visibly happy. And as my brother always did, he decided intuitively to react in the cutest way possible. This time this consisted him getting on his four “feat” again and “wagging his tail” ... well more shaking his butt. Dogs tend to do that when they’re happy, so it makes sense, I guess. The game we were supposed to continue was long forgotten.

For the third time of the day, my thoughts were interrupted by the donation sound. Tobi stopped his posing and started reading out the message. “A conditional donation over 100 dollars! Wow, thank you!”

100 dollars. What would somebody ask us to do for so much money. I mean, we kind of have to do it, whatever it is. It’s just so much money. But if I think about it like that, doesn’t that mean that we are pretty much buyable? Is that good? Come on, Tobi, why did you stop reading it out?

“Oh, Zach, the condition is actually just for you this time.”

Just for me? That’s a first. Why though, what could it be? I collected my voice. “Please read it out, Tobi.”

“Your collars are really fucking cute. And Tobi is such a cute puppy. But what about you, Zach, why are you so shy? You have a great body. Show me your best puppy impression. My condition for the 100 dollar donation: Zach has to act like a puppy for 1 hour. Time starts when chat decides, that his portrayal is accurate.”

Yes, I kind of expected that. The chat always loves, when Tobi acts like a puppy. Now with the collar he had this very cute, physical performance. I just sat in the corner and watched him, so I understand, why chat wants me to do the same. Why not I guess. It’s a bit weird, but ok. 100 dollars are 100 dollars.

“Ok, I’ll do it.” I went down on my hands and feet, imitating Tobi’s position from a few minutes ago. I didn’t necessarily want to pant, so I asked: “Is this ok? Does the 1 hour start now?”

Chat denied my question. “Puppies don’t talk, they just pant and do dog noises. Like barking or yelping.”

OK, I can do that. Not talking for a full hour should be easy. Maybe a bit weird, but if I concentrate it shouldn’t be a problem. As a sign of acceptance, I nodded and let out a careful bark. Obviously I wasn’t in puberty yet, so yelping also didn’t seem to be an issue for me. Tobi looked pretty satisfied, but the chat wasn’t quite there yet.

“Well, sadly we can’t start the time yet, because there is another issue. A pretty big one.”

What type of issue could there be? I’m on all fours, I move and sound like a dog, so I’m doing everything Tobi did earlier. Why do they refuse to start the time?

“Well, you see, dog puppies generally don’t wear shirts. They also don’t wear pants, socks or underwear. Apart from collars they tend to be in their birthday suits.”

My jaw dropped. “You want me to go nude? Are you out of your minds?” In my shock I fully forgot about not being able to talk. “That was never part of the donation! Who decided that shit?”

Multiple viewers started to respond in chat: “The chat decides, whether a condition is fulfilled. That’s part of the platform rules.” “Get naked, kid.” “I mean, if you don’t want the money... ” “You’re just afraid because your cock is tiny.” “Stop stalling, fag.”

These fucking perverts really want me to be naked! They want me to present my penis in front of over 300 viewers. I could never do that!

But I mean, they are right, dogs don’t wear clothes. And I really want those 100 dollars. The streaming platform doesn’t store videos, so I guess nobody I know would find out. The concept of screenshots was unknown to me at that time. So should I just swallow my pride and become a fucking puppy for 1 hour. It will be embarrassing as fuck, but I already said I accept the donation, so I feel I just have to. I have to do it.

I lowered my head to hide the tears in my eyes, as I removed my shirt over the collar. My socks and pants followed. It’s time, fuck. I turned my back to the camera and after a deep breath, I pulled down my trunks, exposing my bare little ass to my brother and every single current viewer of our stream. Apart from the collar, I’m now completely naked. In front of so many people. God, fuck, I hate this. Still with my head down and fire-red cheeks, I turned around, covering my little penis with both my hands. I didn’t even have to look at chat to know, what the viewers were writing. So under sobs I took my hands away and when down to on all fours, starting my puppy performance. My flaccid dick was dangling between my closed legs. My penis isn’t on stream now, but when I went down, it had to be clearly visible. They all fucking saw it. What the fuck am I doing. Tobi just sits there smiling. Shut the fuck up, runt, you seriously think they won’t make you do this later as well?

I didn’t really know what to do in my completely naked form, so I just awkwardly crawled around the room while making puppy sounds. While crawling I felt my little cock flopping around, the tip touching my legs. It must have looked really cute, because chat went absolutely mental about it.

Tobi had an idea. “Come here, Zach, I want to pet you.” I hesitantly crawled towards him, my butt facing towards the camera. With his right hand, he started to perform long and soft brushes from the end of my neck to the top of my butt. Fuck, his hand is so fucking cold. At least to seems to avoid touching my butt.

“Do you like that, puppy!” I made a sound which I guess could be interpreted as agreeing. Tobi continued. “Well, then shake your tail. Puppies do that, if they like something.” Shut up, Tobi! If it weren’t for the money, I would never do this. I wiggled my butt as hard as I could, fully aware, that it was facing the camera. The chat loved it.

Not really knowing, what to do next, I turned around and laid down into a dog-like position. Tobi started reading out a suggestion from the chat. “Yes, you’re right. Puppies love to play fetch.” He picked up a small foam ball from the ground. “Zach, come here and sit.” I stood up again, crawled over and kneed in front of Tobi.

“Look, chat, he has a stiffy!” I looked down saw my penis standing up, the tip peeping out over my thighs. Fuck, I was ok with this position because it hid my penis between my legs, but now anybody can see it. It’s on full display and I can’t cover up.

Tobi threw the ball. “Zach, fetch!” Tears forming between my eyes again I crawled over and picked up the ball from the ground. While bowing down with my upper body my buttcheeks seem to have spread, because when I looked at the screen again, everybody chatted about my cute, little hole. I kneed before Tobi and placed the ball back in his hand.

He held his hand up in the air. “Zach, beg!” Fuck you, Tobi. But they already fucking saw it all anyway. I straighten my upper body and push my hip to the front, bringing my erect penis into full display. Everything is fucked. I started sobbing slightly while still keeping my fake smile.

We continued to play fetch for multiple minutes. Chat obviously saw how unhappy and humiliated I was and probably loved it, but I guess after some time somebody showed mercy. Well, kind of. The donation sound rang. My brother went towards the screen and started reading.

“A conditional donation over 50 dollars: The puppy is hot as fuck, but seems a bit sad. I think it needs a friend. My condition: Tobi has to join Zach and act like a puppy as well, until your hour is up. Also, read chat a little bit more, they have great suggestions.”

Now Tobi was the one that looked a bit flustered. “But I don’t want to,” he whispered to himself. This was surprisingly self-conscious for him. He never had any real problem with nudity, on vacations he even changed his shorts openly on public beaches. Now it’s your turn. You really thought, they would spare you? And you can’t even really pull out anymore.

With a small sigh, my brother started to undress. He first removed his socks and shirt before pulling down his pants and underwear in one go. There he is. God, his fucking ass is so cute. My boner started to grow again. He turned around and I got a good look at his penis. It grew since last vacation but was still a bit smaller than mine. He went down on all four and started his puppy performance.

He crawled around for a bit, his penis dangling around beneath him. It looked pretty funny, but I found it to be tame compared to the things I had to do. So I started looking at the chat to catch suggestions, when I felt something touching my buttcheeks. I looked behind me and saw Tobi crawling with his face towards my butt. Does he want to smell my ass? Puppies do that I guess. It’s embarrassing, but I should let him. I spread my legs a bit and felt his nose penetrating my cheeks. A loud breathing noise. And a short, wet lick over my hole. My hands broke down and I could feel my penis pulsating. What the fuck was that? Why did you lick me there? Were the viewers even able to catch that? I looked behind me again and saw Tobi sitting like a dog, smiling. He actually has fun! What the fuck? His sitting position was a bit different to mine. Instead of kneeing normally, he spread his legs to the sides and by that exposed his flaccid penis to me and the camera. Stop being so fucking cute.

Chat had some more suggestions for the remainder of our hours. “Puppies like to scuffle!” So we scuffled a bit, trying to chase and lightly bite each other. Our bodies touched a lot including our faces touching each other’s butts and penises. Tobi finally got hard, due to the indirect rubbing. It must have looked very hot because chat really loved it.

A glance to the stream chat revealed another suggestion: “Puppies like to lay on their backs and look cute.”

Lay on the back? Tobi did this in his clothed performance earlier, but I avoided it to this point. The sitting and kneeing positions all hid my penis and butthole ... well, until I got my boner. But still, my butthole and balls would be on full display! This is embarrassing.

I looked over to Tobi but the glare in his eyes told me, that he lost all his inhibitions at this point. He was fully into it and started to reposition himself. First he turned at his back and laid pretty flat on the ground apart from his arms and hands, that were still imitating paws. His little penis stood vertically away from his body. Even though he and I weren’t circumcised, his little red tip was partially exposed. Then he pulled his knees towards his body and simultaneously spread his legs apart at an over 90 degree angle, opening up his butthole towards the webcam. And there it was, his little red asshole directly under the balls, that were still partially inside his body. God, it really looks fucking cute. The position is so vulnerable. But I really don’t want to do this.

I looked at the clock. The hour was almost over. I could probably stall. But will chat notice? I don’t think they would give me my money, if I puss out of this. Fuck. I hope the platform really prevents saving. Otherwise I’m gonna have a picture of my asshole and balls floating around in school at some point.

I laid on my back and got in the same position as Tobi. As I spread my legs towards the camera, I could feel my penis pulsating, as my butt opened up to reveal my precious hole. In contrary to Tobi, my penis was big enough to tilt towards my head and my tight ball sack presented itself fully outside my body. As I looked down I saw the tip of my penis peeping out under the foreskin at the end of my slightly moving shaft. Fuck, what is this feeling? It feels as if a thousand eyes are staring at my butthole and cock! I feel like those stares are penetrating my most intimate parts! I can’t stand it! But there’s more! I feel a pressure in my cock and balls! I never in felt this before! What is this! It’s pulsating even faster now! I can’t breathe! What ... what is this??

My state of confusion and sexual extasy was interrupted by a sound from the PC. It was the donation completion sound. The hour of torment was over! The humiliation came back at once. I quickly jumped up and put on my underwear, covering my penis in the process. Tobi was still laying on the ground with the collar in his birthday suit and didn’t make any move to stand up or dress.

I panicked. “Tha ... thank you very much for you ... your donation. I ... eh ... we ... Oh, it’s already so late! We’re gonna end the stream for today. Turn in next time!” With the last words I pressed the end button. The option screen revealed our viewer record for the day. Almost 800 viewers watched us? 800 people saw us naked! For money! Was this worth it?

I looked at Tobi, who slowly stood up and started picking up his clothes from the ground with his left hand. His right hand was busy absently fondling his penis. When he turned to return to his bedroom, I watched his nude butt closely. He’s shaking! And he’s like in trance! Does he feel the same thing, that I felt earlier?

“Good night, Zach.” It was 5 in the afternoon.

“Good night, Tobi.” I said as he closed my door. I looked at myself in the mirror, still wearing the collar. That was embarrassing. But whatever that was in the end, I want to feel it again. I want to stream again. I took off the collar and laid down onto my bad. I wonder what the next condition will be. I can’t wait for it! And with that I fell asleep.

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Author’s note:

That was the second chapter of my story. I increased the number of internal monologues (marked by using cursive characters) for this chapter. It was way easier to write this way, so I’ll probably continue to base my style on it in the future. If somebody is interested in adapting the story visually, you can contact me on shotachan.

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