Stolen webcam guys jerking off
The blond 25-year-old pours rubbing alcohol on a bright pink five-inch silicone sex toy and rubs it up and down with handjob-like motions.In Brett’s line of business, sanitation is important.His crew cut and dimpled smile would fit perfectly in an Abercrombie and Fitch catalog — if it weren’t for his sleeves of tattoos.Before showtime, there’s just one final step: He undresses, lies naked on a narrow lane of carpeted hallway between his bathroom and his bedroom and lifts his feet over his head. I feel compelled to warn you of the danger that was recently unleashed upon the internet.I'm sure most of you have heard of it, as it is notorious for having those perverts jerking their junk on cam.I decided to try it, and began my random webcamming spree. A man dressed black, appeared to be a robe or gown, wearing what looked to be a well-detailed, semi-expensive, sort of Jack-O-Lantern-Like or creepy pumpkin mask, I couldn't really tell what the mask was made from, though. I had typed to the man saying "I was going to skip to the next person", then typed again saying "but this is just too funny". For the next three days, wherever you go, I will follow you. I will know where you are, who you're with, what you're doing, and when you're doing it, and all you will ever see of me, is this mask. I will kill you." As if that weren't enough, as I finished reading and went to go to the next chat, I noticed that my webcam was mirroring his.The first few people just skipped me, and then there were those many idiots I had skipped for jerking off. The man came on camera, and was waving at me creepily. He was somehow now broadcasting from my webcam as well.
At p.m., Brett switches on the camera clipped to his laptop and gets on all fours atop a turquoise yoga mat in the narrow space between the bed and the wall.
I had kind of gotten freaked, but then laughed and asked if he could take off his mask. I saw the man point at the screen, as if to point to me with his index finger, and then do the cuthroat motion.
At this point, I took this as something more serious, and was now on edge. I printed the picture, and then headed to the local police station right away.
However, I’ve encountered people in the course of my work who have masturbated with normal frequency, and the behavior was not particularly destructive of their relationships, but they felt terribly guilty about it anyway.
For this sort of person, it’s not the masturbation that is an issue.
Rather, it is their sexual shame and guilt, and the rigid, idealistic, judgmental and perfectionist cognitive style that they apply to all of their thinking.