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Author's Note -- There are elements of non-consent in this story. If that type of element offends you, or is problematic, do not read.

Dedicated to Stimle, my good friend and muse. I wish I was as good a writer as he is.

CHAPTER 7, PART 1 -- Raphael and Deivison

Porn. One of the biggest businesses in the world. Billions and billions of dollars a year in profits.

And yet, the people that are the heart of the industry... the actors and actresses... get very little of it. Sure, there are those who can make big bucks. But all the stars have to align just right to be one of those. For most of them, they barely earn enough to earn a living. And with online camera models, the sites they are on really fuck them over. They fuck over the customers as well, but I guess the customers aren't interested in how that happens. Suffice it to say, many cam models just do their thing and believe that doing it at home provides income without big expenses. And they never have to meet their customers because it's all online.

Or is it? I mean, some people develop a lust or attraction for a particular person and want to meet them in person to continue their fantasy. Of course, the smart models never ever do anything that would breach their privacy and allow a customer to meet them. Too many weirdos out there to take chances.

But sometimes... even the normal customers become obsessive. And resort to all sorts of subterfuge to find their fantasy. And if they do find them, their lust can overcome them. And the game can become dangerous.

This is a story of one time when I decided to find my fantasy. And in finding him, it turned out that I ended up fulfilling more than one fantasy.

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"Hola bb."

"Hey stud. Hru?"

"Bien bb. What you lookin' for?"

His online name was "RomeoDarkLove". A cam model on the Batemen porn site. The site's motto was "where real men masturbate and get off". Romeo was a fucking hot stud. A Venezuelan, he had gorgeous caramel skin, black hair, goatee, dark piercing eyes, muscular arms, chest, and whatever else I could see. He spoke Spanish and English and his accent drove me crazy. I had been in his room before but just watched him. He was popular but, as on many cam sites, the customers always wanted something for nothing from the models. I, on the other hand, wanted something from him... and was willing to pay for it. But I didn't want to scare him off. So, like fishing, I tossed my bait out there to see if he'd take it... and what he'd do if he did.

"You're fuckin' smokin', stud! I'd soooooo luv to fuk u."

He smiled that sexy smile of his and said, "Really?"

"Oh yeah, sexy. I'd love to get my cock up ur tight hole. Whatcha think?"

Romeo smiled again. "Sorry bb. I'm str8. I dont get fuked."

"We're just online, man. I meant role playin' in your room."

"No bb. Nuthin' goes up my ass. Even playin'.

From the look in his eyes as he typed his response, I could tell he meant it. So, if I wanted to get him, I'd have to try a different routine.

"Ok, stud. Thx!" and exited the room.

I quickly created a new profile and added plenty of tokens to it. Once everything was set up, I went back into Romeo's room. Since this was a new account, it showed my username "Atreyu" in gray. That meant I had not spent any tokens on any model yet. When the models saw users with gray colors, they often ignored them because gray users often were just there to catch a glimpse of the model's cock or ass when someone else would give the model tokens. And Romeo had a full room. Almost 50 users were in it, of different colors. Many of the users were flirting with him and you could tell Romeo was answering them.

I watched a few minutes, as Romeo typed on his keyboard, flexed his biceps, or bounced his pecs for the users. Many people were giving 1 token or 5 tokens. Some of the bigger spenders were giving him 50 tokens. I decided to get his attention quickly and dropped 500 tokens on him. A sound like coins dropping was heard (which happens when someone gives 100 tokens or more) and I watched. You could tell Romeo heard it and saw it was me who gave it. I waited about 10 seconds. And then... it happened.

A private message popped up on my screen.

"Thx bb! That was great!"

"Glad you liked it. You deserve it for working so hard to build your body."

"You like it, eh?"

"Oh yes, you can tell you've worked hard on it."

"Thx bb."

Knowing that Romeo probably had an ego, I decided that my fishing bait would take a new direction. If I couldn't get him through the direct approach, I'd take the indirect approach.

"Yeah, I wish I had a bf like you. You're obviously sexy but have a big heart too. You can tell."

"I'm str8 but thx bb. Wats ur name?"

So far so good! He wanted to know my real name. But it was also time to throw out a little more bait. I gave another 500 tokens and the coins dropping sounded again.

"It's Riley, Romeo. What's urs?"

After I sent that, I quickly responded with "And if you don't want to tell me, I understand. A lot of crazies on the Internet." After I sent that, I waited.

Romeo heard the coin sound and smiled broadly. God, I wanted him bad now!

"Thx Riley. No, it's ok. I'm Raphael." Raphael. Hmmm. Interesting. But you never knew if they were telling the truth or not.

"Cool, Raphael. You are such a nice guy. But don't tell me too many personal details. You just met me. I could be an ax murderer."

Raphael kept smiling. "Nah bro, you don't seem like one. Most not nice like you."

My smile broadened as my nice guy routine was beginning to work.

"I really like your name. Very sexy but very artistic too. Like the painter, Raphael." I wanted to make him feel safe with me but also stroke his ego too.

"Most people call me Rafe. Cept my cousin. He call me Ramado. We live in same building."

"Ahhh, I see. What does he do for a living?"

Rafe laughed and his next message caught me by surprise.

"He's model. On here."

A model? On Bateman? Fuck, most of the Latino models on here were hot as fuck. I was curious as hell now as to who his cousin was. But I had to be careful, so as not to scare Rafe off. To keep him talking, I dropped another 500 tokens. Rafe was very excited and gave a thumbs up.

"Really? Cool. I'm sure he's not as good as you though." Keep strokin' his ego, Riley!

"He good. He more handsome. Makes lots money on here." Now my curiosity level was over the top. I decided to take a chance.

"Really? What's his name?"

Rafe paused for a moment and I thought I had pushed him too far. But he just took a drag off of his cigarette. I figured out later that it was marijuana. After he blew out the smoke, he started typing again.

"FrankDfucker"

Oh my god... I had been in FrankDfucker's room before. He was one of the hottest models on there and always had a full room of customers. Like Rafe, he was from Venezuela, smooth skin, and a huge chest. I mean big pecs. His abs popped when he moved. And the rest of his body was amazing. Of course, for me, the best part was his ass. Perfectly bubbled. Huge, tight mounds of muscle. Very... VERY... fuckable.

But better for me not to seem too eager for him. I had to get Rafe first. While I definitely wanted to fuck both of them, I didn't want Rafe to know that now. But I definitely wanted his cousin. He just had the kind of body and ass you wanted to pound until it was completely broken in.

But first things first.

"FrankDfucker? I think I've been in his room before but I don't remember."

"Yeah, he real popular. We close. Brothers."

"Why does he call you Ramado?"

"That's Raphael and amado."

Now I was really confused.

"What does amado mean?" Rafe stretched and took another hit on his pot. God he was hot.

"Someone special."

I thought about that and realized that if his cousin was calling Rafe that, he and Rafe were likely close. Very close.

"I see. Does he look like you? What's his real name?" Rafe paused again and took another hit of his pot.

"No, we cousins but no look like. His name is..." and he took another hit. I watched him inhale a large amount and eventually blew out the smoke. "Deivison. I call him Deivi. Or primo. Cousin." The names had an unusual spelling to me. Later I found out he pronounced Deivison like "Davy Son" and Deivi like "Davy".

Rafe's eyes were getting very bloodshot, so the pot was really working him. He also seemed to be getting more horny, as his hands weren't on the keyboard anymore. He was rubbing his cock through his shorts and twisting his left nipple.

"I see. I'm sure you two are very close."

You could tell Rafe was high now, as he had a goofy grin on his face. He closed his eyes and kept rubbing his cock and twisting his nipple.

Finally he opened his eyes and typed "Si. I told u we brothers." Rafe then muttered something again on camera and was rubbing his cock harder. Since his audio was off, I messaged him.

"What did you say, Rafe?"

Rafe's head went back slightly and he closed his eyes again as he kept rubbing himself. He was all but jerking off now and didn't respond for some 30 seconds or so. I messaged again.

"Rafe what did you say?"

Finally his head came back down and swayed a bit. He put his hands on the keyboard but took his time typing. His message finally came back.

"He hot."

Hot? Rafe called his cousin hot? Hmmm.

Now that was interesting. I wondered if there was more there than just a compliment.

"You think he's a hot fucker, Rafe?"

Rafe's eyes were slowly closing and opening. I wasn't sure he was going to last much longer after smoking all that pot. Since he was only messaging with me, more people were leaving his chat room. He leaned over his keyboard and typed again. It took him longer and he seemed to be really wasted.

"Some my friends want him." Rafe paused and took a final hit of the pot. He was definitely wasted as he typed very slowly. Finally, the message came back.

"But he straight. He only want women."

I dropped 1,000 tokens this time. I wanted to know more before Rafe was too wasted to talk.

"I see. So your friends really want him?"

The sound of the coins dropping was accompanied by an organ sound this time. That seemed to startle Rafe. He started laughing out loud and fumbled around on the keyboard.

"Fuk. Thx Rile. Fuckin thousand."

"Sure, Rafe. And I've got more for you. So you saying your friends want Deivi?"

Rafe's head was swaying again and was almost gone. After a few moments, he tried to type again. It came back to me in Spanish this time.

"Sí quieren follar con él." He paused, shook his head, and then wrote, "Yo también."

I had no idea what he wrote since it was in Spanish. But before I could ask anything else, his video disappeared and he went offline. I guess he was either too high or too tired to write anymore. Before I exited his room, I copied what he wrote and used a Spanish translator. My eyebrows went up as I read the translation.

He had written "Yes, they want to fuck him. Me too."

So Rafe's friends wanted his cousin, Deivi. And, even better, Rafe wanted him too. Maybe Rafe wasn't as straight as he thought he was.

Remembering what Deivi's body was like, I certainly understood. He was definitely one sexy motherfucker. And if he was straight, he wasn't gonna give up his straight boy virginity. But getting him would be the ultimate power trip. There was nothing that turned me on more than fucking straight guys who won't give it up for another man. And remembering what Deivi's ass looked like, my cock definitely wanted up inside it. And it looked like others did too. Just thinking of running a gang bang in that straight hunk's hole got me hard.

If I played my cards right, I could fuck Rafe's sexy Venezuelan ass. And if I could, he might just be the key to get his cousin... with Deivi's straight hole even tighter than Rafe's.

But how to play my cards to get Rafe? And where in the world was Rafe? Or Deivi? I had no idea.

But, as always, fate seemed to be on my side.

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It was two days before I saw Rafe again on the Bateman site. Before I went into his room, I dropped into FrankDfucker's room. This was Rafe's cousin, Deivson. Or Deivi, as he called him. There were more people in Deivi's room than Rafe's. I watched as Deivi performed.

Even though they were cousins, Rafe had more hair on his body. Deivi was smooth with just a smattering of hair on his lower legs. He obviously worked more on his chest, which was massive. He had huge pecs, with large, pointy nipples on them. I wanted to bite and chew on his pecs and suck those lucious nips off of his chest. From his neck on down, he had that V shape, with swollen delts and traps. HIs arms reflected his chest development, with his biceps and triceps swollen, even when he just moved his arm. His abs were pumped and his treasure trail was a very, very light dusting of black hair. His legs were even more sexy, with large quads and hamstrings, while his calves were just right with his perfectly proportioned lower body.

Deivi's bulge was good... but not quite as big as Rafe's. So I couldn't wait to see which cousin had the bigger cock. But their asses. My god, their ASSES. Rafe's was perfect for fucking. He obviously worked on his legs and ass. But Deivi's ass was even more perfect. Huge, bubbled mounds of tight muscle. The kind you could slam when you were throwing a hard fuck into him and you'd just bounce off the muscle.

To get Rafe and Deivi on their backs... legs spread... tight holes ready to get fucked... would be a dream come true. Alas, one I had yet to figure out how to come true. Especially given that I had no idea where they lived.

After a few minutes in Deivi's room, I went into Rafe's room. He was doing his usual posing and flexing and had a much bigger crowd this time than last. So I knew I'd need to break through the horny sluts who were tipping him. There was one guy, called DickYouNeed, who was tipping him 100, 200 tokens at a time. So far, he'd given him 800 and Rafe was paying close attention to him. Since he was giving big amounts, I decided to privately message DickYouNeed to see if he'd respond. And if he knew anything about Rafe.

"Hey dude. Romeo is looking good tonight, isn't he?"

There was no response for several minutes. Since he kept tipping Rafe, I assumed DickYouNeed didn't want to be distracted from him. After about 10 minutes, a private message popped up. It was him.

"Hell yeah. Hot cabron."

I messaged back quickly. "Oh, he's definitely hot. I wish I could see him in person."

DickYouNeed didn't message back immediately. I waited to see if he would. After a few minutes, I was about to forget it and just tip Rafe to get his attention when DickYouNeed messaged back.

"I have."

"You have what?"

"Seen him in person."

I was surprised and knew I'd have to approach him carefully to find out if he was bullshitting or not.

"Oh, c'mon, dude. Don't bullshit me." His response came back immediately.

"No bullshit. I know him well."

"Oh really? Are you related to him or something?"

There was a much longer pause this time. Maybe DickYouNeed was trying to be careful about revealing himself. Instead of answering, he turned the questioning back on me.

"Saw you tipping him a couple of days ago. You tipped a lot. You like him? Where you at?"

Now it was my turn to be cautious. I wasn't sure whether to tell him much about me or not. After a few minutes, I messaged back.

"I'm in the US." I paused again and then wrote, "And hell yeah, I like him. If I knew where he was, I'd love to go meet him. What about you?"

No response.

I figured he was just bullshitting me and I was about to leave Rafe's chatroom for a while. Or at least until DickYouNeed was gone from there, so we wouldn't be distracting each other. But as I was about to exit, another message came through.

"I'm in Colombia. Rafe's here too."

Rafe. Soooooooo. He knew his real name. Or at least it matched the one that Rafe had given me. He messaged again.

"And yeah, I know him. I give him massages. He comes to me after his gym workouts."

Hmmm. This was interesting. I wondered if he was really Rafe's masseur. I wrote back, "You're his masseur? Does he know DickYouNeed is you?"

He responded immediately.

"No."

I thought for a minute and decided to see how far this might go.

"I bet his massages are a lot of work. All that muscle!"

"Si, es hard work. Worth it though. He fun to play with."

I flinched slightly. "Play with? What do you mean?"

DickYouNeed didn't respond for several minutes. I waited to see just what was going on. Then finally, he responded.

"Just how interested are you in him, hombre?"

I thought for a moment. And decided to up the ante.

"I'm very interested. It sounds like you're interested in him too."

A slight pause and then "Maybe. But if you have money, we can do more with him. Together."

Damn. Now he really had my attention. If he wasn't bullshitting me, this might be the opening I needed. Before I could answer back, he messaged again.

"If you interested, call. We can talk." He gave me his number and then left the chatroom.

After DickYouNeed left, I decided to talk to Rafe a minute and see if DickYouNeed was bullshitting me. Rafe was doing a pump and flex show for someone. I dropped a thousand tokens to him to get his attention quickly. And get his attention, it did. He replied almost immediately.

"Thx, dude. That is nice."

"You're welcome, Rafe. You remember me?"

"Sure. Your name is Ryan." I laughed, although he was close.

"It's Riley, Rafe. Not Ryan."

"Shit, sorry Riley." He looked a little down, probably thinking I wouldn't tip him anymore. Little did he know that those big tips were helping draw him closer to me. And maybe they were about to pay off.

"No problem, Rafe. You been working hard?"

He smiled. "Yeah, but you been best customer. Thx."

"Glad to do it, Rafe. Maybe someday we can meet. I often go to Colombia, Venezuela, Ecuador, and Peru on business trips. If you are in one of those countries, maybe someday we can get together." I took a guess on those country names but they were the ones that most of the Bateman latino models were from. I waited to see if he'd tell me.

Rafe's smile started to disappear. "Against the rules to meet folks from here."

My smile got bigger as I tossed out the biggest piece of bait I had. Time to see if it would work.

"Ah, I see. Well just a thought. Part of my job is to help people start up small businesses and I thought you might be interested. But no problem if it is against the rules."

Rafe looked surprised and smiled again. He typed back quickly, "Business?"

"Yeah, small businesses. But I understand if you can't do it."

Rafe paused a minute and started rubbing both his legs. Obviously he was thinking about it. At the same time, another customer tipped him 500 tokens and was surely waiting for Rafe to perform. But Rafe started typing again and his message was gold.

"Sure, I want. I'm Venezuelan but live in Colombia. In Medellin. You coming here any time?"

So, he was in Medellin. And if DickYouNeed was there too, then something might be possible.

And with that, I reeled the bait in.

"Possibly, Rafe. Maybe soon. If so, we can meet. I'll let you know."

He grinned and then stood up and started massaging his cock. I watched it grow under his shorts and then he finally hauled it out. Fuck, it looked delicious. And I couldn't wait to get it in my mouth. But first things first. Rafe's even more delicious ass was on the menu. And I didn't want to lose sight of that.

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The next morning at work, I called DickYouNeed at the number he gave me. It went to voicemail.

"Al oír el tono, por favor deje un mensaje." ("At the tone, please leave a message.")