Since statues could be carved, paintings painted and photographs taken, pornography has existed at the precipice of technology.

Today, it should surprise no one that the internet is jammed with porn. Nor should anyone be surprised that, as technology has allowed, people have used the internet for sex.

In 2009, the phenomenal popularity of Chatroulette was dampened by the immediate perversion of the site by every Tom, Dick and Harry with their cocks in hand scaring off first-timers with more innocent intentions. Quick to catch on, Manroulette and Camtogays soon capitalized on human nature by encouraging exhibitionism and sex on their sites.

Both sites are nearly identical to their non-sexual predecessor. There’s a start button, a next button and two tiny screens: yours and a stranger’s. It’s the rules that make the difference.

I arrived at Camtogays shortly after 10pm, confirmed my adult status and found myself face-to-face with a fruit salad of gay men.

It took me a moment to get my bearings. My partner’s screen flashed and before I had acknowledged his presence he was gone and another torso was sitting in front of me. I pushed the next button just to be sure it would work.

I flashed through a few hairy guts, darkened bedrooms, blurred images, a guy in a dirty T-shirt and someone’s grandfather, then suddenly found myself face-to-face with a handsome 30-something with short cropped hair, facial scruff and big pecs.

He typed “hey” and pushed his shoulders back against the cushion of his sofa. He had rings of hair around his dark nipples. I started to type back to him but thought “hey” a little predictable. I went with “what’s up?” though I pretty much had my answer as he tipped the camera down the length of his body.

His cock rested, nearly hard, against his muscular thigh. His hand moved across his legs to his waiting balls, as he encouraged me to join him in a low tone. I unbuttoned my jeans, my cock moving below.

Suddenly I understood the appeal: cam-sex is do-it-yourself porn with limitless potential.

While it may not appeal to everyone, sites like these are fun, free and safer than wearing two condoms.

I kicked my jeans across my bedroom floor and fell back into my bedspread.