Yes

You thought about it for a moment, then stood up. You undid your pants and let them fall to the ground, leaving you only in your bra and panties. You took some time to get a good shot, showing your entire body while still leaving your face out of it, and sent it off. Anxiety settling into your chest, you sat back on the bed and waited. A message came through a few seconds later.

James: You're so hot.

James: I wanna see your tits. Video?

Why did that request seem smaller than the earlier ones? Was it because you already let him feel them? That the bra kind of gave enough of the picture that he could fill in the blanks? Were you just becoming more and more okay with this shit? Either way, you set your camera up on your desk and set it to record. You reached back and undid the clasp of your bra, letting the straps fall away from your shoulders while holding the cups in place for a moment before letting it fall free completely. Once your naked chest was displayed, you reached up, squeezing and rubbing your nipples, moaning a little as you did. You almost lost yourself to the pleasure of it, only briefly thinking about the fact that it didn't feel quite as good as when James touched them. You stopped the recording and sent it off, only realizing once you did that your face was clearly visible in the shot.

Shit! Now if anyone sees that video they'll know for sure it's me.

James: Holy shit, so fucking hot.

Another video came through. His dick pointed at the camera, him stroking it more intensely. Your eyes were glued to it, something about the angle making it seem more... real? One hand still playing with your boob, your other traveled lower and into your panties, probing at your new pussy lips. You didn't even know what you were doing down there, really, but it felt nice. Another message came through.

James: Are you touching yourself? Does my dick make you wet?

Me: Yes

You don't know why you sent that, why you admitted it. God, were you that horny?

James: I want to see

You didn't even have to consider that one. You started recording, stripped out of your panties, then sat on your bed. You started fingering yourself, playing with your clit was easy enough to figure out in the days following the accident, but you were also feeling a little daring. You slipped a finger inside, moaning at the feeling of something going into you.

You let yourself enjoy that for a couple of minutes, remembered you were recording, then stopped that and sent it. You started to freak out. What if you were hilariously bad at touching yourself? What if it wasn't sexy? Was he laughing at you? Those thoughts stopped when another video came through and you clicked play right away. This one was him stroking himself, dick pointed up. He stroked for about thirty seconds before blowing a massive load, covering his hand. Your own hand started moving more quickly, thrusting in and out of yourself, and your moaned as you came. Your eyes went wide, realizing what just happened.You came... from looking at a video of your best friend jerking off. Jerking off to you. Because you had sent him underwear pics and nudes.

What the hell was happening? Your phone buzzed, and you looked down at the message.

James: It was so hot hearing you moan my name

Had you done that? You went back to your video, and sure enough about halfway through your session of fingering yourself you let out one, muttered utterance of 'James'. Jesus, that was embarrassing. You made an excuse, said dinner was ready and you needed to go, and tossed your phone onto the desk. You weren't sure how you were going to be able to face him the next day at school.