SILVER FOX

[thehottestmenxx]

SILVER FOX

Chapter 10: Shots fired (Part 2)

"I know, this was dumb. I got carried away."

"Carried away? But you... You're like... You're gay or something?"

I chuckled.

"Haven't you seen the number of women I had been fucking over the years?"

"Yes, I have! That's why I'm surprised!"

"I'm just opening myself to other things. Look, I'll celebrate my 47th birthday in a month, it's time to try new flavors. Don't you think?"

More than anything else which had happened, that seemed to be the one statement which startled Jimmy the most.

His old mate Bruce, the women-magnet, turning bisexual! I could not blame him for being surprised.

"Well, man... You do you, I guess." He ended-up saying.

Jimmy shrugged his shoulders.

"Do you wanna fuck me?" I asked before bursting out laughing.

I could not remain serious.

"God, man, I thought you were serious for a split second. Wait. You weren't, right?"

"You can relax, I'm not interested in having your cock in my ass. I'm curious, but I'm not thaaaaat curious, dumbass!"

Jimmy looked unsure but we did not discuss my potential homosexuality any further.

I mean, who really cared?

We called Logan together to explain what had happened at work.

He ate the story up and asked for every juicy details.

By the end of our tale though, he seemed to be worried about Nick as well.

"Shit. He actually got fired. I hate that I played a part in that..." He said over the phone.

"Dude, you have played no part in this mess. It was all me... Well, and Nick obviously." I insisted.

"Yes, maybe. But this was my account... Still, that kinda sucks..."

That was true.

We maintained his visit to my place that very week-end since, with the recent events, it was all the more important that I take my x-rated page to the next level.

Now, it was official, being a content creator would be my main, not to say sole, source of income.

During the call, Logan also mentioned that he had found more leaks of my content online.

He had warned me about it from the very beginning and the first leaks happened only a few days after the opening of my FansVips.

Honestly, I did not care that much that my nudes were getting out there. It could even be part of a marketing strategy to boost my visibility.

Not only that, but I was very happy with the feedback I was receiving.

"We've been blessed guys; Silver Fox is looking even better naked! Amazing!"

"Look at his meaty flaccid slab of meat. So big! So appetizing! FEED ME DADDY!"

"Please, book me a ticket to get smothered by that hairy wet ass!"

Sue me but reading people praising me had never failed to make me rock-hard.

I even stumbled on a gay news article about me.

Well, news article may have been too strong of a word, it was three lines with a few illustrations from my TikTok videos.

"Silver Fox Daddy who made waves with a viral video online a few weeks back has decided to show EVERYTHING on FansVips! From Straight Daddy to Online Whore?! How far will Silver Fox go?!"

That was a good question and frankly, I had no idea myself.

As the weeks went by, I was seemingly pushing the limits of my comfort zone further and further.

See, when you get the praise, the good money, and an excuse to jack off multiple times a day, it is difficult to see where the line should be set, and if a line should be set at all.

Especially when I was, from now on, relying on my cock to make a living...

Still, I had to agree with Logan that we had to somehow get back control of my image and to try to manage the leaks.

It felt icky to have people pay when others were just benefiting from the same perks for free.

Also, it was getting out of hands and literally, after a week, every single thing I was posting would find its way on forums and other websites.

This was another part of my activity that Logan was handling, and he had gotten a few forum threads shut down to contain this issue already.

He was even talking about hiring a lawyer and everything.

I was not fan of the idea.

First of all, it was way too soon and I could not spend the little money that I had made in lawyer's fees.

Second of all, I had never liked that kind, especially since Karen had cheated with and then left me for one of these vultures.

Remember the punch I talked about earlier?

Anyway, Logan arrived on Saturday morning with a long list of content to shoot, and of tasks to go through such as defining our strategy on social media, picking the potential collabs, and handling the aforementioned leaks.

We went through the main websites where my content was getting outed thinking about a way to limit the leakage without stopping it entirely.

As it turned out, a great way to do so was to become a member of those forums or private groups myself.

People are way less inclined to steal from you when they know you are here, watching them.

Bunch of chicken!

Besides, interacting with them was an easy way to get new subscribers.

"Instead of grasping for leaked stuff, just join me on my FansVips! It's really spicy there!"

Who would have thought I would be signing up on so many gay websites?

Once again, I was discovering a whole new side of the internet, filled with many large cocks and even more opened assholes.

Tops, bottoms, power-bottoms, vers, bears, twinks, twunks, otters, wolves, gooning, thirsting, bussy... I was very familiar with all of this lingo now.

And once again, it became clear that I had to level up my game to last in the business.

My viral moment had offered me a spotlight but it would not be sufficient to sustain an income on the long run.

The top priority was to film more videos.

I wanted to take advantage of the presence of my favourite director to shoot better angles for my jerk-off sessions.

Logan spent most of the Saturday afternoon crawling on the floor so he could catch me dominating him from below.

We both agreed that this would be an angle most of my followers would enjoy. My hard cock dripping down the camera. My sweaty hairy balls hanging towards the lens. Even my ass would look good from down there.

Logan convinced me that I should squat down towards the camera while he was lying on his back on my living-room's wooden floor.

He was visibly sporting a hard-on under his shorts, which, I guess, meant that I was doing a proper job, acting as if I was about to smother him with my musky ass crack.

Funny how I had gotten fully desensitized to this kind of stuff!

Anyway, I did as I was told and I squatted my ass down, naturally spread my asshole, until I was practically hitting Logan's face.

I heard him slightly gasping below me which made me chuckle.

He kept filming.

My spontaneous reactions had the best reception.

Neither Logan nor I were actual professionals in the sex-business but one thing had become clear very quickly: people did not want pornstars.

They wanted real authentic guys having a good time, a good laugh, chilling, and being themselves.

I tried my best.

I got spontaneously hard after the ass video and I jerked off in the shower.

"You're doing great, Bruce. Can you remove your hands from time to time so I get a good shot at your hard dick, twitching." Logan demanded.

"Yes, Sir!"

I made my own cock fap against my stomach while I winked at the camera.

A hint of precum was smeared on my abs.

"Okay, all good, keep stroking yourself!"

Logan walked closer and things certainly got personal.

I tapped my cock against the camera, re-enacting a good old dick-slap on the face for my fans.

Logan nodded approvingly. I hit him very slightly in the process and... Since he seemed to like that, right after he stopped filming, I hit his face for real, smearing precum on his forehead.

"What are you doing, man?" He asked, some stars in his eyes.

Believe me, he was in awe.

"This one was just for you. A little bonus in nature for your work!"

Logan blushed a little but he did not say anything. Especially, he did not tell me that I should not do this again.

A couple minutes later, he asked me to cum against the glass door of the shower tub, thinking it would look great.

I watched the clip after I had jizzed and indeed, the angle, the shot, and my stream of fresh sperm splashing against the glass looked amazing.

We took a couple hours break before we were right back on it. This time around, I was jerking off on my couch.

Logan gave me some precise instructions for that one.

"Legs spread, one arm behind your head, one arm beating your meat, you can spit on your nipples and on your cock while you stroke yourself."

Was I turning into a proper pornstar or what?!

"Okay, maybe you could start filming from afar and get closer and closer? What do you think?"

"Sure..."
"Like, you could end between my legs, right here." I suggested, opening up my thighs even wider, leaving a space for him to crawl so close to my hard cock.

I was in a frisky mood.

Logan found my proposal very interesting, "in the interest of good content, of course", and I got to my second wanking session of the day, only this time, I had another dude kneeling between my legs for most of the time.

I almost offered Logan to give me a hand-job but I supposed that would have been a step too far.

I had created enough chaos already and I did not want Logan to feel bad regarding his boyfriend.

As long as it was only eye candy with a bit of very incidental touching, I thought like we were not crossing a line.

Still, when I ejaculated, a large amount of cum ended-up on his face, but what can I say? I had never been very good at aiming!

In addition, it was a great final shot for the video, the sperm literally flooding the camera lens.

"How did I do?" I asked Logan.

The cum was dripping on his cheeks.

"Gr... Great. Fucking amazing."

I smiled.

"Okay, ready for more?"

"What... What do you mean?"

"To film more content? The week-end is just starting."

"Oh yes... Of course!"

I winked at him.

For the first time ever, I thought that Logan was kind of cute, my milk coating his pretty face.

[To be continued]
FYI, the story is now completed on Patreon where the full 24 chapters are available.

 

[Bucksam88]

SILVER FOX

Chapter 10: Shots fired (Part 2)

"I know, this was dumb. I got carried away."

"Carried away? But you... You're like... You're gay or something?"

I chuckled.

"Haven't you seen the number of women I had been fucking over the years?"

"Yes, I have! That's why I'm surprised!"

"I'm just opening myself to other things. Look, I'll celebrate my 47th birthday in a month, it's time to try new flavors. Don't you think?"

More than anything else which had happened, that seemed to be the one statement which startled Jimmy the most.

His old mate Bruce, the women-magnet, turning bisexual! I could not blame him for being surprised.

"Well, man... You do you, I guess." He ended-up saying.

Jimmy shrugged his shoulders.

"Do you wanna fuck me?" I asked before bursting out laughing.

I could not remain serious.

"God, man, I thought you were serious for a split second. Wait. You weren't, right?"

"You can relax, I'm not interested in having your cock in my ass. I'm curious, but I'm not thaaaaat curious, dumbass!"

Jimmy looked unsure but we did not discuss my potential homosexuality any further.

I mean, who really cared?

We called Logan together to explain what had happened at work.

He ate the story up and asked for every juicy details.

By the end of our tale though, he seemed to be worried about Nick as well.

"Shit. He actually got fired. I hate that I played a part in that..." He said over the phone.

"Dude, you have played no part in this mess. It was all me... Well, and Nick obviously." I insisted.

"Yes, maybe. But this was my account... Still, that kinda sucks..."

That was true.

We maintained his visit to my place that very week-end since, with the recent events, it was all the more important that I take my x-rated page to the next level.

Now, it was official, being a content creator would be my main, not to say sole, source of income.

During the call, Logan also mentioned that he had found more leaks of my content online.

He had warned me about it from the very beginning and the first leaks happened only a few days after the opening of my FansVips.

Honestly, I did not care that much that my nudes were getting out there. It could even be part of a marketing strategy to boost my visibility.

Not only that, but I was very happy with the feedback I was receiving.

"We've been blessed guys; Silver Fox is looking even better naked! Amazing!"

"Look at his meaty flaccid slab of meat. So big! So appetizing! FEED ME DADDY!"

"Please, book me a ticket to get smothered by that hairy wet ass!"

Sue me but reading people praising me had never failed to make me rock-hard.

I even stumbled on a gay news article about me.

Well, news article may have been too strong of a word, it was three lines with a few illustrations from my TikTok videos.

"Silver Fox Daddy who made waves with a viral video online a few weeks back has decided to show EVERYTHING on FansVips! From Straight Daddy to Online Whore?! How far will Silver Fox go?!"

That was a good question and frankly, I had no idea myself.

As the weeks went by, I was seemingly pushing the limits of my comfort zone further and further.

See, when you get the praise, the good money, and an excuse to jack off multiple times a day, it is difficult to see where the line should be set, and if a line should be set at all.

Especially when I was, from now on, relying on my cock to make a living...

Still, I had to agree with Logan that we had to somehow get back control of my image and to try to manage the leaks.

It felt icky to have people pay when others were just benefiting from the same perks for free.

Also, it was getting out of hands and literally, after a week, every single thing I was posting would find its way on forums and other websites.

This was another part of my activity that Logan was handling, and he had gotten a few forum threads shut down to contain this issue already.

He was even talking about hiring a lawyer and everything.

I was not fan of the idea.

First of all, it was way too soon and I could not spend the little money that I had made in lawyer's fees.

Second of all, I had never liked that kind, especially since Karen had cheated with and then left me for one of these vultures.

Remember the punch I talked about earlier?

Anyway, Logan arrived on Saturday morning with a long list of content to shoot, and of tasks to go through such as defining our strategy on social media, picking the potential collabs, and handling the aforementioned leaks.

We went through the main websites where my content was getting outed thinking about a way to limit the leakage without stopping it entirely.

As it turned out, a great way to do so was to become a member of those forums or private groups myself.

People are way less inclined to steal from you when they know you are here, watching them.

Bunch of chicken!

Besides, interacting with them was an easy way to get new subscribers.

"Instead of grasping for leaked stuff, just join me on my FansVips! It's really spicy there!"

Who would have thought I would be signing up on so many gay websites?

Once again, I was discovering a whole new side of the internet, filled with many large cocks and even more opened assholes.

Tops, bottoms, power-bottoms, vers, bears, twinks, twunks, otters, wolves, gooning, thirsting, bussy... I was very familiar with all of this lingo now.

And once again, it became clear that I had to level up my game to last in the business.

My viral moment had offered me a spotlight but it would not be sufficient to sustain an income on the long run.

The top priority was to film more videos.

I wanted to take advantage of the presence of my favourite director to shoot better angles for my jerk-off sessions.

Logan spent most of the Saturday afternoon crawling on the floor so he could catch me dominating him from below.

We both agreed that this would be an angle most of my followers would enjoy. My hard cock dripping down the camera. My sweaty hairy balls hanging towards the lens. Even my ass would look good from down there.

Logan convinced me that I should squat down towards the camera while he was lying on his back on my living-room's wooden floor.

He was visibly sporting a hard-on under his shorts, which, I guess, meant that I was doing a proper job, acting as if I was about to smother him with my musky ass crack.

Funny how I had gotten fully desensitized to this kind of stuff!

Anyway, I did as I was told and I squatted my ass down, naturally spread my asshole, until I was practically hitting Logan's face.

I heard him slightly gasping below me which made me chuckle.

He kept filming.

My spontaneous reactions had the best reception.

Neither Logan nor I were actual professionals in the sex-business but one thing had become clear very quickly: people did not want pornstars.

They wanted real authentic guys having a good time, a good laugh, chilling, and being themselves.

I tried my best.

I got spontaneously hard after the ass video and I jerked off in the shower.

"You're doing great, Bruce. Can you remove your hands from time to time so I get a good shot at your hard dick, twitching." Logan demanded.

"Yes, Sir!"

I made my own cock fap against my stomach while I winked at the camera.

A hint of precum was smeared on my abs.

"Okay, all good, keep stroking yourself!"

Logan walked closer and things certainly got personal.

I tapped my cock against the camera, re-enacting a good old dick-slap on the face for my fans.

Logan nodded approvingly. I hit him very slightly in the process and... Since he seemed to like that, right after he stopped filming, I hit his face for real, smearing precum on his forehead.

"What are you doing, man?" He asked, some stars in his eyes.

Believe me, he was in awe.

"This one was just for you. A little bonus in nature for your work!"

Logan blushed a little but he did not say anything. Especially, he did not tell me that I should not do this again.

A couple minutes later, he asked me to cum against the glass door of the shower tub, thinking it would look great.

I watched the clip after I had jizzed and indeed, the angle, the shot, and my stream of fresh sperm splashing against the glass looked amazing.

We took a couple hours break before we were right back on it. This time around, I was jerking off on my couch.

Logan gave me some precise instructions for that one.

"Legs spread, one arm behind your head, one arm beating your meat, you can spit on your nipples and on your cock while you stroke yourself."

Was I turning into a proper pornstar or what?!

"Okay, maybe you could start filming from afar and get closer and closer? What do you think?"

"Sure..."
"Like, you could end between my legs, right here." I suggested, opening up my thighs even wider, leaving a space for him to crawl so close to my hard cock.

I was in a frisky mood.

Logan found my proposal very interesting, "in the interest of good content, of course", and I got to my second wanking session of the day, only this time, I had another dude kneeling between my legs for most of the time.

I almost offered Logan to give me a hand-job but I supposed that would have been a step too far.

I had created enough chaos already and I did not want Logan to feel bad regarding his boyfriend.

As long as it was only eye candy with a bit of very incidental touching, I thought like we were not crossing a line.

Still, when I ejaculated, a large amount of cum ended-up on his face, but what can I say? I had never been very good at aiming!

In addition, it was a great final shot for the video, the sperm literally flooding the camera lens.

"How did I do?" I asked Logan.

The cum was dripping on his cheeks.

"Gr... Great. Fucking amazing."

I smiled.

"Okay, ready for more?"

"What... What do you mean?"

"To film more content? The week-end is just starting."

"Oh yes... Of course!"

I winked at him.

For the first time ever, I thought that Logan was kind of cute, my milk coating his pretty face.

[To be continued]
FYI, the story is now completed on Patreon where the full 24 chapters are available.

 

[perrito78]

Va muy bien !!

 

[thehottestmenxx]

I'll post chapter 11 tomorrow!

 

[michaelnola]

I'll post chapter 11 tomorrow!

Thank you Sir!!!

 

[0jockboy0]

I'll post chapter 11 tomorrow!

Dude you know your silver dilf daddies man.... soooooo hot.... you have others by chance?

 

[thehottestmenxx]

SILVER FOX

Chapter 11: Strictly Professional (part 1)

As the week-end progressed and as Logan and I were solely focused on the FansVips' business, I slowly came to the realization that it would be my life from now on.

Shooting x-rated content, editing the videos, picking the best pictures, responding to comments and messages, checking what the social media was saying about me, avoiding the leaks, discussing customs and identifying time wasters...

You know how people always have a sarcastic smile when they hear an influencer on Instagram saying that "it is so much work", I was definitely seeing their point now.

The great thing was that I would no longer have to handle two jobs at the same time.

Still. Had I just made the biggest mistake of my life?

If this were to be a failure, what the fuck would I do? Who would hire a 46 years-old man who had done the same boring job for 28 years and who got fired from it for basically doing porn?

I would rather not think about that for too long.

In any case, at that moment, the issue was quite the opposite. In a way, my page was doing too well for me to handle.

After shooting two videos and taking dozens of naked pictures, Logan and I spent our Saturday evening going through the numerous unanswered messages.

I had missed so many requests.

We used a tool on the app to classify the hundreds of subscribers in various categories: "payers", "BIG payers", "top fans", "time wasters", "plainly rude", "scary creeps".

I did not like that but Logan was the brain of the operation and I trusted his methods. Ultimately, he was right, those categories would help so much to manage things after a while.

Honestly, his business-oriented mind was most-needed.

"I'm very glad that this is fun for you. I mean, the day when you'll stop having fun, it will all be over, that's for sure. But Bruce, your life is depending on how well you can maintain yourself on these platforms on the long-run and we cannot leave anything to chance."

"I know, am I not following every piece of advice you're giving me?"

Logan smiled at me.

"You are. And aren't you seeing the results?" He pointed at the five grands showing on my stats.

I smiled back.

"I definitely am."

The Silver Fox' FansVips had been launched a couple weeks prior and we passed the 300 subscribers that very week-end.

"Okay, so what do we have here? That guy wants you to fuck him. Although, he's waiting for you in London, UK."

"And how much is he offering?" I asked jokingly.

"Ten thousand."

"Really?"

Maybe I was not actually joking. That kind of money had a way to make my cock chub.

"I cannot say if he's for real but he's for sure insistent. He's already talking about the plane tickets and all that jazz."

"Damn... 10 K..."

"Bruce, seriously? You'd do it?"

Logan was genuinely surprised.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"Everyone has a price, right? It'd be six months of work in the construction company. I think I could dip my cock in a stranger's ass for less."

Logan did not make any comment.

I could not say if he was judging me or not.

I did not think so, considering all the freaky stuff he had already seen me do, and how much he was enjoying my filthy side himself.

Logan helped me a lot with editing the customized content and therefore he had a first-row seat to my evolution towards porn... and weird kinks. He had seen all the strange feet videos I had done for Klaus.

Sometimes I wondered if it was not the eye-candy perk, - more than any money he could make working with me -, which was making Logan so dedicated in helping me.

In any event, he was never short of ideas and was not afraid to have an "hands-on" approach either.

That night was a great example of that.

"There's this other guy who'd like to see you being jerked-off by a guy in a POV where he could imagine he's the one doing it."

"I'm listening..."

"He wants to see some balls massaging and a long-ass hand-job. He insists that the person stroking your cock should be another dude... That doesn't seem too complicated or too bad and he's offering 100 bucks." Logan explained casually.

"For the hand-job?"

"Yeah... Have you ever done that?"

"Only with girls doing me, or by myself of course." I grinned. "The clients of the construction site who paid me for dominating them got close but they did not stroke my dick."

"Oh, okay. Well, if this is too much, we can find something else to do. Maybe another foot video or something with a specific outfit? Like, playing the part of a doctor or something?"

"You'd be the one doing it, right? Jerking me off?"

Logan gulped.

"I... I don't know, I didn't really think about it. I was just reading the request."

As if...

"Well, we don't really have anyone else here. Do we?"

Logan had a little smirk.

He knew that he was not fooling me. He had not chosen this particular custom by mistake, there were a dozen more requests he could have picked from.

"It would be strictly professional." He said, barely containing his laughter.

I continued with the charade while I started massaging my crotch.

I was just wearing a pair of loose underwear.

"Let's be professional then. Get the camera ready and let's do this. I think I'm ready to bust another load."

"Damn, you're an unstoppable sperm machine!"

"I'm just a regular joe, doing his thing, enjoying to beat my monkey."

My cock was stirring up in my boxer shorts.

I was genuinely excited to feel Logan's hands all over my junks.

"If we follow the script from this dude, I should have the camera very close to my arm and your cock. Also, maybe we should check with the client if he's still up for it? His message was sent three days ago." Logan suggested.

"Who cares? That'll be useful content anyway. Come on, let's get to it, pal."

I almost pulled down the waistbands of my blue boxer shorts but Logan held my wrist.

"Wait! I should be the one uncovering it." He had sounded too eager; he got his act together. "I think the client will like that." He added.

My heart was beating fast in my chest.

For some reason, there was a sense of taboo in the air, as if we were about to do something outrageously wrong.

I think a big part of it was coming from the fact that we both knew it was the first step towards a slippery slope.

The hand-job in itself was not such a big deal, but who knew where this would take us? Probably much further than a jerk-off session between friends.

"Right. You should take off your top too." I heard me say.

"Why?"

"In the fantasy, it would make sense that the guy stroking me were to be naked." I caught a glimmer of panic in Logan's eyes. "Of course, you won't be appearing on the video so you don't have to be nude, but your arm should be sleeveless."

"I guess that's true."

He nodded yes and peeled his tee-shirt off exposing his athletic chest.

The Summer was coming to an end but who was wearing long sleeves anyway?

I am not too sure where I was getting at with that. I was starting to see Logan in a different light.

Although, it was not his muscular clean-shaven chest I was most interested about... His puffy lips and his ass that I had gotten to enjoy at the gym were way more my jam!

I thought about Nick again, his perfect bubble butt. I had really ruined my shot with the young hunk. Fuck.

Logan could not measure up to that, but maybe, seeing him buck naked would get me even more in the mood.

I was toying with the idea of asking my director to go full nude while he was fixing up the lasrt details on the camera settings.

I eventually decided against it.

Jimmy would be mad at me if he knew what we were up to already. Besides, I was sufficiently horny as it was.

I mean, I was literally leaking through the fabric of my underwear!

Having your cock leaking precum like a faucet is both a blessing and a curse. Some people love it but at times, it can be quite embarrassing.

Although, for my new occupation, I suppose this was definitely a plus.

"Ready?" Logan asked me tentatively.

There was something different from the session I had done at Mitchell's place. Back then, I was in character and Mitch and his husband were very submissive. I was paid with hard cash and I mostly went with the flow.

In my own apartment, on the couch I was spending many hours chilling, with a guy who had become a good buddy of mine, there was a much more intimate feel to whatever we were doing.

"Born ready." I replied, making my cock obscenely throb in my boxer shorts.

Logan caught the inviting twitch on camera.

My audience would love that!

"You should talk dirty to me... I mean, that's the guy's request... He wants you to talk down on him, call him a faggot and whatnot, making him feel like you own him..."

I puffed.

Funny how Logan had disregarded to share this slight detail from the message until he was in position, on his knees between my hairy legs, the camera on a tripod right next to his hand, facing my pulsating cock.

"Sure, let's go, cunt!" I replied playfully, getting into the role.

His face got a little red.

Logan might have been a gym rat, large biceps and large frame, he was a big bottom nonetheless.

He was a cool friend but I could sense his gaze upon me ever since the first time we had hit the locker-rooms together.

To be fair, and I had told this story already, I was the one making sure he would stare right at my junks that day! I suppose I had been an exhib from the very beginning.

Still, Logan had it hot for me and I could sense his excitement as he was getting closer to the steamy object of his desire.

As I said, there had to be perks to all his hard work managing me.

Logan finally set the camera to free his hands, - he would need them -, and slightly trembling, he grabbed the waistbands of my underwear.

The slight contact of his fingers against my lower chest sent shivers in my spine.

Once again, the feeling of playing with the limits was making this so much hotter for some reason.

"Slide it down, faggot, you know what you want!" I told him.

Logan swallowed his saliva.

It was a shame that the video had to be shot from the point of view of the guy servicing me, because my own view was not so bad either.

The muscle boy turned into an obedient little bitch... Fucking sexy!

He did as he was told, and very slowly, Logan pulled down the underwear.

A thick stain of precum was now visible where my cockhead was ending, right at the top of the fabric, below the waistbands.

Of course, the tip was the first part which was revealed to Logan and to the buyer of the video.

"Wow..." My partner mumbled.

I could not say if he was playing a part or not.

He looked sincerely impressed. As he slid down the underwear further, my hard cock popped out in all its glory. 8.7 inches of throbbing meat.

"How do you like it, bitch? Eh?"

I made it throb. I was in full control of my firm erection.

Logan did not say anything but he did not need to talk to convey his excitement.

"Take it all off... Free my balls..." I demanded, putting my hands behind my head, offering an unencumbered view to my bushy armpits.

They all liked it.

I lifted my legs up in the air, offering a quick shot at my hairy asshole to my future viewer, and Logan pulled the boxer shorts from my feet until I was stark naked.

"Hmmm... I always feel better in my birthday suit... Such a freeing sensation..." I commented, winking at the camera.

I had to force myself not to stroke my bone myself.

[Chapter 11 continues below]

 

[thehottestmenxx]

SILVER FOX

Chapter 11: Strictly Professional (part 2)

I wanted to make me feel good but that evening, it was somebody's else job.

"What are you waiting for, fag? I know you've been craving this slab of meat for months!"

Was I talking to the client or to Logan?

Who cared?

It was Logan who finally got to feel up my rod. He went at it with a slight hesitation at first, but then, he grabbed my cock, right below the tip, unravelling the dripping cockhead fully.

He imperceptibly moaned.

Looking at his impressed and startled face, I was certain that I was packing a bigger cock than his boyfriend Bernardo.

"Come on, don't be afraid, jerk daddy's fat dick... Make me feel good, boy... That's your only job tonight..."

On cue, Logan stroked me more intensely. He was now going from the tip to the base of my nearly nine inches dick, and then going back to the tip, caressing my wet head softly.

"Hmmm..."

He was rather good at this.

I was definitely not the first cock he was handling.

It was a first for me though, that I was letting another dude stroke my dick and I must say, so far, it was better than when I was doing it myself!

It is hard to tell if Logan was particularly skilled or if the sole fact that I felt a manly hand surrounding my shaft was enough to get me going.

I was already leaking precum on his fingers.

"Use your two hands, bitch, you can tell that there's a lot of ground to cover!" I was scolding him but I was also sporting a cheeky smile.

It was all in good fun.

Logan obliged immediately and I shut my eyes. I enjoyed the pressure of the palm of both his hands, the slight caress, and the more ample back and forth.

I even moved my pelvis upwards to fuck his closed hands forming a warm tunnel.

"Add some spit on your hands, baby..."

This was a genuine request, not part of any scenario.

Calling him "baby" was another bold move, I surprised myself.

I kept my eyes shut but I heard the mouth noises and then, I felt the wet hands coming back on my dick.

Much better this way.

"That's right... You know how to take care of Silver Fox... You were born for this, cock-worshipper..."

Definitely, that was so much better than my solo works. I could get used to that.

I opened back my eyes and added my own saliva to the slippery mix.

Kneeling between my thighs, Logan was visibly very hard in his shorts. That did not weird me out.

Quite the opposite actually, I was glad that he was having a nice time as well.

Whenever you can, why not mix work with pleasure?

I could not help but notice that the more Logan was servicing my cock, the more his face was getting close to the action.

He was literally drooling over me.

The spit I had asked him to use had given him the perfect reason so get his mouth very close to my bone.

I bet you anything that if the camera was not rolling and if he did not mean he would be in the frame, he would have made a move to suck me right there!

Would have I let him?

Honestly, I was not sure.

You do not erase decades of heteronormativity that easily, and I think I still had many preconceived ideas holding me back.

That being said, my walls were definitely crumbling down, one by one.

For now, Logan seemed to be mindful of his face not appearing, - or at least not fully -, in the camera frame which was recording me, up-close and personal.

Honestly, the angle looked great, my massive hard cock was towering right in front of the lens in a way where my face could also be seen on the background.

Logan's hands were all wet at this point. He was edging me good.

The client had requested a long video, I did my best to hold off my cum.

"Aaaah... Play with my balls now..."

My requests were turning into begging.

I was definitely losing track of the part I was supposed to play. I guess this was not so "strictly professional" anymore.

I smirked...

Logan was handling my balls in one hand and he kept stroking me with the other. He had this great way of rubbing the tip of my dick and then going back to the base, alternating ample slow movements, with short rapid ones.

From my balls, I could sense that his fingers were lingering closer to my perineum and asshole.

I did not mind. I was very much turned on in fact.

I could feel Logan's heavy breathing on my cock.

By this point, I would definitely have let him suck me hard... A nice sloppy deepthroat... A rough skull-fucking... I had completely forgotten about the camera, the video we were supposed to shoot, and the FansVips.

I was just having an amazing time.

"I think I'm gonna nut Lo... Fag... Faggot..."

Shit; mind your words, Silver Fox!

Do not blow your director's cover, I thought.

Thankfully, Logan did not seem to mind, or even to notice my slip-up.

He was way too focused on his task, wanking me off like his life was depending on it.

"Good boy... Good filthy cock-obsessed boy... Hmmm... How does it feel to have a real man, a mature man's cock... Hmmm... In your hands...?"

"Amazing, daddy..." Logan muttered.

He had dared talking despite the footage. I wondered if he would edit this part out later.

One thing was for sure: his cock was about to explode in his shorts.

To be fair, I was very close too.

Where should I cum already? Was it mentioned in the request? What did we say beforehand?

Dang, I could not remember if we had agreed on something or not.

"I'm gonna nut, boy... Shit... I'm gonna spray my cream everywhere..."

Logan did not let go of my dick.

He was staring at my junks as if he was under hypnosis. I guess that I looked that damn good!

"It's coming... I'm coming..." I groaned.

I had already jizzed partly on his face a few hours prior... I assumed there was no harm in doing it again while being a bit more intentional about it.

I did not have much of a choice anyway, Logan was purposely aiming my big throbbing cock right towards his face.

The cheeky horny fucker!

"Oh God..."

He wanted me to give him a facial... and that only made me hornier!

"Ready, faggot?!"

Logan nodded yes frenetically.

He squeezed my cock a little bit harder, just as if I was a cow he was milking, and indeed, the milk came out.

Thick and creamy ropes of sperm flew out from my cock straight towards the camera to land on Logan's amazed face... and opened mouth!

The orgasm was much more intense than earlier, and this time around, Logan had made sure not to miss it.

One, two, three... Up to ten volleys of cum were sprayed all over Logan's cheeks, forehead.... And inside his wide-opened mouth!

I was not expecting that. He was swallowing my fresh jizz!

Even his eyes were hit, but for the love of God, the man did not seem willing to shut them, probably fearing to miss anything from the firework.

Once I had emptied myself fully, he grabbed the camera and filmed the cum dripping on my deflating fat cock.

He ended the footage with a close-up of some sperm stuck in my pubic hair.

I was fully drained.

The little slut was licking his lips.

Apparently, the loads he had received straight in his throat were not enough to quench his thirst.

"God damn it!" He exclaimed once he had stopped the recording.

I burst out laughing.

"What did you think, pal? Hot? The purchaser will like that?"

"Damn... That was... I mean... Wow... So freaking hot!"

His beautiful lips were coated with my jizz.

"Glad you had a good time, Logan. You're gonna eat all of that?"

He hesitated.

Obviously, he wanted to.

"I..."

"Come on, go ahead. You can even slurp that bit from my pubes. It's on the house!" I encouraged him.

He lapped his tongue all around his lips first, but then, he did lick off the edges of my genitals and my lower stomach to retrieve the remaining bits of cum.

"Hmmm..."

He was now blatantly rubbing his cock over his shorts.

"You missed some. Right there, below my balls." I guided him.

Logan was so freaking eager.

He lapped my balls.

"Fuck... Your taste... It's so..."

"Good? I hope so! I have a healthy diet!" I joked.

He picked up some cum from his cheek and sucked his fingers off. Logan was insatiable.

"Maybe we shouldn't be doing this..." He spoke in a small voice.

"Rich to say that while you're still literally drinking my juice, man!"

"I guess I'm full of contradictions."

He did not stop sucking his own fingers off.

I looked down at his cock, battling to get out of his shorts.

"I'll tell you what. I need another shower. I'll let you finish yourself up here, and then you can come and film me while I'm drying off?"

He nodded yes.

He had one of his hands in his shorts already.

"Great idea."

I stood up and left him with a striking view of my hairy ass while he was fetching his cock out and wanking furiously.

Okay, maybe we were not acting professional but at the very least, we had fun!

I hopped in the shower and surely enough, about five minutes later, Logan came back with the camera. He was in his underwear.

I was reassured that he did not look weird or ashamed. I was also glad he had been able to pleasure himself also.

We were cool.

I had emptied my balls three times in the span of a few hours and therefore, the following pictures were mostly shots of my back and of my flaccid member.

They looked good anyway.

At the very least, that was Logan's opinion.

He was the one taking care of slightly editing and sending the hand-job video to the client. I think he stayed up late, -- he was sleeping at my place.

I let him have the bed and I slept on the couch.

I fell asleep on a cushion stained with my sperm. I only noticed the next morning.

The other thing I noticed was Logan waking me up, visibly anxious.

"Bruce, someone's coming..."

He was shaking my shoulders.

"Eh?"

"I... I'm sorry maybe I shouldn't have but I invited someone over."

I was very much lost in my dreams.

Boobs, cocks, what was I dreaming about?

I could not say but my morning wood was in its full glory.

"What the hell, Log? What are you talking about?"

"He told me he was free right now and I thought it was a good idea to have him come over..."

I straightened up.

I was obviously naked and my hard cock caught Logan's attention.

"Who the fuck is coming over?" I grunted.

"Nick."

What the hell?!

[To be continued]

 

[michaelnola]

Damn that was hot as fuck---AWESOME!!!

 

[John Sssss]

Nick and Bruce in the next chapter?

 

[thehottestmenxx]

Next chapter will be released tomorrow.

 

[perrito78]

Wow!!! Caliente caliente , excelentes capitulos

 

[Bucksam88]

Next chapter will be released tomorrow.

 

[thehottestmenxx]

SILVER FOX

Chapter 12: The Intervention (Part 1)

"Nick?! Why is freaking Nick, of all people, coming over on a damn Sunday morning?"

"Fuck... I'm sorry... With everything that happened, I wanted to check on him. I mean, I know you've been feeling bad about Nick getting fired, and I felt somehow responsible too."

"What's your point Logan?"

I sighed.

I hated being woken up abruptly and I was pissed.

"Nick went public about his FansVips' page yesterday. Since my own account was blocked after your privates with him, I contacted him on Instagram..."

"Why? How is this any of your business?"

"I didn't mean any harm. I wanted to make sure he was doing okay and... We talked. I'm sorry if I crossed a line."

"I just don't get it. What have you two talked about? You want to help him now, manage his page or something?"

A concerning thought crossed my mind.

Could Logan leave me for a younger model with more potential to make big money on the long-run?

"No... I mean... I told him I was helping you and he understood that it was the reason why you used my account in the first place, that you didn't mean to hide your identity... And... Well, he told me he was in deep shit and I said that we should talk it through together, all of us..."

I rubbed my eyes. I was still very sleepy.

For God's sake, I had not even had my coffee yet.

The week-end of shooting content had been going so well, why did we have to handle Nick right now?

"Damn, Logan... I'm not mad at you but you could have run this by me first."

"It happened very quickly. He told me he was in the neighbourhood this morning and..."

The intercom rang, right on cue.

I rolled my eyes.

"I suppose you told him that we were happy having him for breakfast?"

"Sorry..." Logan repeated. "I just really think you two should talk; you had a fight over nothing. That's silly and I know you feel icky about what happened."

I stood up from the couch where I was sleeping to get to the intercom.

By the way, - and if this had not been made clear yet -, I could not care less about wandering around naked in front of Logan by this point.

I exposed my glorious morning wood with no second thought.

"That's fine. I just hope he's ready to have a normal adult conversation. You know, on Friday, I tried to talk with him on the worksite and in response, he tried to punch me. That idiot!"

I picked up the intercom.

"Hey, it's Nick..."

He did not sound as smug as usual. Maybe that was a good sign.

"I'm letting you in, kid. Third floor."

Logan looked very stressed.

"I overstepped; I apologize." He told me seriously.

It was not that big of a deal.

"No need to beat yourself up, but if the kid is going feisty and wants to fight again, you'll help me tie him up!"

"Oh God... I hope not!"

I smiled.

"I'm just kidding. If he's acting like an asshole, I'll escort him out myself."

Logan stared at my crotch (as per usual).

In all fairness, my dick was rock-hard and dripping, pointing to the ceiling.

"Don't you think you should...?"

He did not need to finish his sentence.

"Oh, right... Let me get a pair of underwear."

I picked up the blue boxer shorts with the stain of precum which were still lying on the floor from the night before.

Nick arrived shortly after.

How was I even supposed to greet him? I opened the door and opted for a hand-shake. A firm one. I did not want to look weak.

"You wanted to see me, boy?"

"Hi, Bruce..."

"Hey, Nick!" Logan intervened immediately, trying to manage any building tension. "I'm Logan, we just talked on Instagram."

"Yeah, yeah... I recognize you."

They also shook hands.

Nick did not seem to be angry but he had lost his usual smirk.

I hate myself for it but I kind of missed his cocky attitude. He just seemed tired and frankly, quite sad.

That was not good.

"Wanna drink something? Coffee, or I think I have some orange juice in the fridge." I offered.

"Juice is cool."

I bet that he loved himself some juice...

Definitely, having him there was awkward.

Nick glanced at my underwear. My hard-on had subdued but I was not soft either. I rarely was anyway. The precum stain was also hard to miss.

We sat around the kitchen table and I could tell that Logan was mortified from the uncomfortable reunion he had just created.

I tried a joke to lighten the mood.

"Feels like we're doing an intervention."

Both Nick and Logan pretended to laugh.

"It kinda is one... Guys, you're on the same hustle, you should help each other out instead of going at each other's throats." Logan said.

"I don't even know what this meeting is about. What are we discussing here?" I asked.

"Logan told me you wanted to see me." Nick replied.

I could hear the arrogance coming back in his tone of voice.

"I haven't asked for anything!" I defended myself.

"Guys! Good Lord, just apologize to each other."

"I haven't done anything wrong." Nick immediately said.

"You tried to get me fired and then you tried to punch me in the face!" I snapped.

"You did get me fired! And you outed my x-rated page in front of the entire crew! And, fuck, you used a fake account to make fun of me while I was just trying to make some money!"

And there we were again, I thought.

"I was not making fun of you! What are you talking about? And boy, I did try to have a normal conversation on site but you would not have it! You outed your page yourself, bonehead!"

"Whatever! I'm jobless and my father kicked me out!"

I almost snapped back but his last point had me stunned.

"Wait, what? What about your father now?"

"What do you think? He called me a worthless moron, unable to keep a decent job, and then, that asshole talked to Porter! You bet that he told him all about Wild Nick and the x-rated page. I came home and my dad was going through my collection of dildos!"

If I had any doubt before, now it was clear, I felt awful.

What had I done to that poor kid?

"Fuck. I had no idea, Nick."

"Well, yeah, this is why I was keeping my page on the downlow... I knew my old man would not be such a fan."

"Damn, boy... I... I seriously don't know what to say."

"Don't make that terrorised face, Bruce. I'm fine! It was time for me to bounce from this hell of a place anyway. My dad has always been a selfish dumbass, he just proved it once again."

Logan was giving me a look which was saying something like: "see why I have invited him over".

He had mentioned that Nick had some problems and right there, I was only understanding how bad it truly was.

"A father should never act this way." I settled. "What about your mother?"

Nick shrugged his shoulders.

"She's never been around. She's probably drunk somewhere in Atlantic City... If she's still alive."

Dang... Nick had had it rough. Maybe that explained a lot about the brat's behaviour.

I walked to him and I took the boy in my arms. I could not help myself.

"Come here, man. You need a hug."

"What the hell?"

He complained but he did not push me away. I held him warmly. The daddy issues were real.

I resisted going near his ass.

It was not the most appropriate time to grope his peachy bum.

"Where are you staying at currently?"

"I've been sleeping at a friend's place, in this neighbourhood, very close to this building actually."

I was not living in the best part of town.

I wondered if he was not staying in one of these warehouses with drugs addicts. Many outcasts of the town had found their ways there.

If it was possible, I felt even worse.

"Is this a sustainable solution?"

"No... But I'm already looking for an apartment to rent. I do have money. I've been living rent free, saving my salary and there's also the money from the FansVips. Remember how much you paid me?"

I ignored his last comment.

"That's encouraging, I suppose."

"And I talked to a good friend of mine, he told me we could get a big chunk of money from the construction company."

"How so?"

"Easy! We sue them for unfair layoff."

I chuckled.

"How was it unfair?"

"They fired me because you talked about the dildos and because I'm gay!"

"Wait. So, you're actually gay now?"

I was flabbergasted.

"No, I'm not! But that doesn't matter! They believe that I am, and as soon as they found out, they fired me. We have a case for discrimination."

I had the longest sigh.

"You cannot be for real, Nick. Going after the Porters? In court?"

"They deserve it!"

"And with what money would you pay the legal fees? Also, they did have very concrete reasons to fire you. You do realize you were worst employee of the year, right? Always showing up late, doing the work only when you were feeling like it. Ridiculous!"

I tried to remain somewhat calm but Nick always found a way to get on my last nerve.

We were like oil and water.

"Guys, we're not here to fight." Logan intervened, playing his role of conciliator.

We stopped fighting, but we stopped talking as well.

We went silent for a while.

Once again, I was confused about the purpose of this so-called "intervention".

Nick was the one to break the ice after long minutes.

"Guys, I don't want to sue anyone, but like, I really need to make some money now..."

"With your FansVips finally going public, that should help, right?" I told him.

He looked at the ceiling.

"You know that I'm way less popular than you are..."

That must have been a tough one to admit.

"I wouldn't have my followers without the first video you recorded of me." I recognized.

"See, now, we're getting somewhere!" Logan exclaimed.

I groaned at him.

"My safest option to make money is to continue with the Wild Nick stuff."

"And mine is to continue with the Silver Fox."

We looked at each other. I believe that something was clicking for the both of us. But it was Logan who outright said it.

I mean, it had become pretty clear why he had gathered us on that Sunday morning.

"Nick?! Why is freaking Nick, of all people, coming over on a damn Sunday morning?"

"Fuck... I'm sorry... With everything that happened, I wanted to check on him. I mean, I know you've been feeling bad about Nick getting fired, and I felt somehow responsible too."

"What's your point Logan?"

I sighed.

I hated being woken up abruptly and I was pissed.

"Nick went public about his FansVips' page yesterday. Since my own account was blocked after your privates with him, I contacted him on Instagram..."

"Why? How is this any of your business?"

"I didn't mean any harm. I wanted to make sure he was doing okay and... We talked. I'm sorry if I crossed a line."

"I just don't get it. What have you two talked about? You want to help him now, manage his page or something?"

A concerning thought crossed my mind.

Could Logan leave me for a younger model with more potential to make big money on the long-run?

"No... I mean... I told him I was helping you and he understood that it was the reason why you used my account in the first place, that you didn't mean to hide your identity... And... Well, he told me he was in deep shit and I said that we should talk it through together, all of us..."

I rubbed my eyes. I was still very sleepy.

For God's sake, I had not even had my coffee yet.

The week-end of shooting content had been going so well, why did we have to handle Nick right now?

"Damn, Logan... I'm not mad at you but you could have run this by me first."

"It happened very quickly. He told me he was in the neighbourhood this morning and..."

The intercom rang, right on cue.

I rolled my eyes.

"I suppose you told him that we were happy having him for breakfast?"

"Sorry..." Logan repeated. "I just really think you two should talk; you had a fight over nothing. That's silly and I know you feel icky about what happened."

I stood up from the couch where I was sleeping to get to the intercom.

By the way, - and if this had not been made clear yet -, I could not care less about wandering around naked in front of Logan by this point.

I exposed my glorious morning wood with no second thought.

"That's fine. I just hope he's ready to have a normal adult conversation. You know, on Friday, I tried to talk with him on the worksite and in response, he tried to punch me. That idiot!"

I picked up the intercom.

"Hey, it's Nick..."

He did not sound as smug as usual. Maybe that was a good sign.

"I'm letting you in, kid. Third floor."

Logan looked very stressed.

"I overstepped; I apologize." He told me seriously.

It was not that big of a deal.

"No need to beat yourself up, but if the kid is going feisty and wants to fight again, you'll help me tie him up!"

"Oh God... I hope not!"

I smiled.

"I'm just kidding. If he's acting like an asshole, I'll escort him out myself."

Logan stared at my crotch (as per usual).

In all fairness, my dick was rock-hard and dripping, pointing to the ceiling.

"Don't you think you should...?"

He did not need to finish his sentence.

"Oh, right... Let me get a pair of underwear."

I picked up the blue boxer shorts with the stain of precum which were still lying on the floor from the night before.

Nick arrived shortly after.

How was I even supposed to greet him? I opened the door and opted for a hand-shake. A firm one. I did not want to look weak.

"You wanted to see me, boy?"

"Hi, Bruce..."

"Hey, Nick!" Logan intervened immediately, trying to manage any building tension. "I'm Logan, we just talked on Instagram."

"Yeah, yeah... I recognize you."

They also shook hands.

Nick did not seem to be angry but he had lost his usual smirk.

I hate myself for it but I kind of missed his cocky attitude. He just seemed tired and frankly, quite sad.

That was not good.

"Wanna drink something? Coffee, or I think I have some orange juice in the fridge." I offered.

"Juice is cool."

I bet that he loved himself some juice...

Definitely, having him there was awkward.

Nick glanced at my underwear. My hard-on had subdued but I was not soft either. I rarely was anyway. The precum stain was also hard to miss.

We sat around the kitchen table and I could tell that Logan was mortified from the uncomfortable reunion he had just created.

I tried a joke to lighten the mood.

"Feels like we're doing an intervention."

Both Nick and Logan pretended to laugh.

"It kinda is one... Guys, you're on the same hustle, you should help each other out instead of going at each other's throats." Logan said.

"I don't even know what this meeting is about. What are we discussing here?" I asked.

"Logan told me you wanted to see me." Nick replied.

I could hear the arrogance coming back in his tone of voice.

"I haven't asked for anything!" I defended myself.

"Guys! Good Lord, just apologize to each other."

"I haven't done anything wrong." Nick immediately said.

"You tried to get me fired and then you tried to punch me in the face!" I snapped.

"You did get me fired! And you outed my x-rated page in front of the entire crew! And, fuck, you used a fake account to make fun of me while I was just trying to make some money!"

And there we were again, I thought.

"I was not making fun of you! What are you talking about? And boy, I did try to have a normal conversation on site but you would not have it! You outed your page yourself, bonehead!"

"Whatever! I'm jobless and my father kicked me out!"

I almost snapped back but his last point had me stunned.

"Wait, what? What about your father now?"

"What do you think? He called me a worthless moron, unable to keep a decent job, and then, that asshole talked to Porter! You bet that he told him all about Wild Nick and the x-rated page. I came home and my dad was going through my collection of dildos!"

If I had any doubt before, now it was clear, I felt awful.

What had I done to that poor kid?

"Fuck. I had no idea, Nick."

"Well, yeah, this is why I was keeping my page on the downlow... I knew my old man would not be such a fan."

"Damn, boy... I... I seriously don't know what to say."

"Don't make that terrorised face, Bruce. I'm fine! It was time for me to bounce from this hell of a place anyway. My dad has always been a selfish dumbass, he just proved it once again."

Logan was giving me a look which was saying something like: "see why I have invited him over".

He had mentioned that Nick had some problems and right there, I was only understanding how bad it truly was.

"A father should never act this way." I settled. "What about your mother?"

Nick shrugged his shoulders.

"She's never been around. She's probably drunk somewhere in Atlantic City... If she's still alive."

Dang... Nick had had it rough. Maybe that explained a lot about the brat's behaviour.

I walked to him and I took the boy in my arms. I could not help myself.

"Come here, man. You need a hug."

"What the hell?"

He complained but he did not push me away. I held him warmly. The daddy issues were real.

I resisted going near his ass.

It was not the most appropriate time to grope his peachy bum.

"Where are you staying at currently?"

"I've been sleeping at a friend's place, in this neighbourhood, very close to this building actually."

I was not living in the best part of town.

I wondered if he was not staying in one of these warehouses with drugs addicts. Many outcasts of the town had found their ways there.

If it was possible, I felt even worse.

"Is this a sustainable solution?"

"No... But I'm already looking for an apartment to rent. I do have money. I've been living rent free, saving my salary and there's also the money from the FansVips. Remember how much you paid me?"

I ignored his last comment.

"That's encouraging, I suppose."

"And I talked to a good friend of mine, he told me we could get a big chunk of money from the construction company."

"How so?"

"Easy! We sue them for unfair layoff."

I chuckled.

"How was it unfair?"

"They fired me because you talked about the dildos and because I'm gay!"

"Wait. So, you're actually gay now?"

I was flabbergasted.

"No, I'm not! But that doesn't matter! They believe that I am, and as soon as they found out, they fired me. We have a case for discrimination."

I had the longest sigh.

"You cannot be for real, Nick. Going after the Porters? In court?"

"They deserve it!"

"And with what money would you pay the legal fees? Also, they did have very concrete reasons to fire you. You do realize you were worst employee of the year, right? Always showing up late, doing the work only when you were feeling like it. Ridiculous!"

I tried to remain somewhat calm but Nick always found a way to get on my last nerve.

We were like oil and water.

"Guys, we're not here to fight." Logan intervened, playing his role of conciliator.

We stopped fighting, but we stopped talking as well.

We went silent for a while.

Once again, I was confused about the purpose of this so-called "intervention".

Nick was the one to break the ice after long minutes.

"Guys, I don't want to sue anyone, but like, I really need to make some money now..."

"With your FansVips finally going public, that should help, right?" I told him.

He looked at the ceiling.

"You know that I'm way less popular than you are..."

That must have been a tough one to admit.

"I wouldn't have my followers without the first video you recorded of me." I recognized.

"See, now, we're getting somewhere!" Logan exclaimed.

I groaned at him.

"My safest option to make money is to continue with the Wild Nick stuff."

"And mine is to continue with the Silver Fox."

We looked at each other. I believe that something was clicking for the both of us. But it was Logan who outright said it.

I mean, it had become pretty clear why he had gathered us on that Sunday morning.

[Chapter 12 continues below]

 

[thehottestmenxx]

SILVER FOX

Chapter 12: The Intervention (Part 2)

"Guys! Can't you see the world would love your duo? The Silver Fox Daddy with the hot twunk! That's a freaking hit. Nick, that's the perfect way for you to have more visibility on your own page, and Bruce, we were looking for someone to collab with."

"I wouldn't be against it..." I replied, testing the water while I was checking on Nick's reaction.

"Neither would I... As I said, I need to grow earnings, and fast..." He confirmed.

"But what could we even do?" I asked.

Another moment of silent.

It only lasted a few seconds this time before Nick said a thing that I would never have thought hearing in my entire life.

"You could shove a dildo in my ass? People would love that, I bet."

I audibly gasped.

Of course! That was THE solution!

*

Believe it or not, but forty-five minutes later, Logan was setting the camera and Nick was sitting next to me on the couch.

He had just come back from the sleazy squat he was living in with some of his bags and notably a large briefcase containing his sex-toys.

He had four of them: a small purple butt plug, a pink and a white dildo of similar decent sizes, - I had seen Nick shove the white one in his ass a few days prior -, and a larger one, all black, certainly more than ten inches which looked kind of scary to be honest.

"Where did you get those?"

"One of my followers sent them to me. He calls himself an ass-bandit, he's been pushing me for fucking my ass since day one."

"I get that." I corrected myself immediately. "I mean, I've received gifts from my subscribers too."

Thank God for Logan overseeing the operation because Nick and I were barely able to look at each other.

Quite ironic when you know what we were about to do!

Frankly, the collab was a great idea to help both of our profiles and we had several videos' ideas in mind.

One that we would publish in both of our feeds in alternative versions where we would basically strip from our (former) work clothes and go take a shower together, and another one, which we would send privately to paying subscribers, where I would, indeed, shove some dildos up Nick's ass.

This was not only a clever move to get subscribers or money, I would never admit it out loud but as you can imagine, I was more than looking forward to feel the buns I had been creaming over in the past couple of weeks!

"Okay guys, are you ready for the first video? Could you get into your overalls and act as if you were coming back from a worksite?"

"Yes, Chief!"

We changed in the living room.

At this point, neither Nick nor I had anything to hide to each other when it came to nudity.

Logan suggested that we wear overalls without nothing underneath and to work a sweat so we would be glistening the right amount of sweat for the video.

We executed the orders without question.

"Should we be hard when we remove the overalls?" I asked Logan.

"Not sure... I don't think so for the first video, but eh, if it comes naturally..."

Nick used the bar I had installed in the door frame to do some pull ups, and I did some push ups on the floor.

I did want to show the young stud that the silver fox daddy could go at it just as hard!

Logan recorded the behind the scenes in case they could be of any use some day.

It was a bit silly working-out in this outfit but you have to do what you have to do to make it on FansVips, right?

Once we were sufficiently dripping with sweat, we started filming the actual footage.

It was difficult to keep a straight face when Nick was acting so poorly.

"What a day of work! I'm all sweaty and I stink!" He spoke.

I hoped the camera did not catch my grin.

"Just take your clothes off and let's hop in the shower, mate."

I slapped his ass.

This was not part of the script but I thought this was a nice addition. Nick did not seem to mind.

I let him walk in front of me so I could have a front-row view to his undressing and revealing of his sweet bum.

I had really become an addict.

It was some sort of a miracle that after the biggest fight that we had had, we found ourselves in this position.

Once again, Logan had been way smarter than I was.

Nick peeled off his overalls first and I was there to comment on his shape. Well, on one of his assets specifically.

"Nice looking ass, bro."

I slapped his right cheek again, only this time around, he was bare.

"Ah." He gasped a little.

Damn, that felt even nicer than what I had imagined!

Maybe the erection would indeed come spontaneously.

It was my turn to take my clothes off as we were reaching the bathroom. Logan was not saying anything but he seemed happy with the rushes recorded so far.

I took my sweet time to reveal my bush and then to expose my meaty semi-hard cock.

My shower tub was not small but it was not large either. *

We could fit the two of us together but we would have to rub our elbows... among other things.

When looking down at my partner's cock, I could tell that I was not the only one chubbing up a little.

Funny how Nick had called himself gay before immediately back-tracking earlier.

In the end, the labels did not mean much anyway, straight, bi, pansexual, gay... As long as I could rub the soap against his back and on his ass, I was fine!

"Let me help you out with your back, buddy... All these nooks and cavities you cannot reach yourself... Let me take care of this for you..."

"Thank you, man. I appreciate it."

His athletic smooth body was firm.

He was slightly hairy but Nick was blond so it was as if he was shaved. I was having the time of my life.

Obviously, I dropped the soap at my feet after feeling up his buttocks.

"Oopsie... Would you mind get that for me?"

Nick gulped but he did it.

He bent over right in front of me, - his ass cheeks ideally positioned a few inches away from my growing cock -, and he picked up the soap.

Come on, he had to love being a submissive! Otherwise, he would have never agreed to play that dirty game.

"Here you go, daddy." He said handing me the soap.

I tried not to go too far with the first collab video but I did get my finger very near that inviting crack. I did have to clean him up thoroughly. Did not I?

Once I got a little bit too close, - I was literally rubbing his anal ring with two slippery fingers -, Nick had had enough and he asked me to turn around to take care of my own back.

I had not even thought about that but I guessed it made sense.

I let him take care of my shoulders and then finding his way down my back until he reached my fat hairy ass.

It made me feel all fuzzy inside.

What was I doing with my life?

I felt his fingers lingering around. Him too was getting close to some forbidden places.

"Easy down there, boy..." I muttered.

My mind was talking but my cock was diverging.

Bruce Junior definitely wanted Nick to keep going with his soft touch.

"You're really dirty, daddy... I need to clean you up!"

Damn, maybe he was a mediocre actor, but when it came to teasing, Nick was definitely a professional.

In the corner of my eyes, I noticed that even Logan looked surprised that we were taking things this far.

What did he think coming up with this collab plan?

We were two jobless, horny motherfuckers with a lot to prove and a real desire to break the internet!

Besides, we were hot as fuck.

I was seeing our reflections in the mirror.

46 years-old muscle daddy with 19 years-old hunk, soaping our respective bodies, bumping into each other, horsing around.

Nick, with good reason, slapped my ass a few times.

I deserved it... and should I dare say it? I liked it!

I turned around and poked his thigh with my dick, which was, by the way, getting bigger and bigger. I was close to full-mast now.

By this point, I believe that our laughter had become more genuine and we were not so much acting anymore.

Even Nick's perky pinkish nipples became attractive to me.

I had a crazy idea of licking them up just when Logan shouted.

"And... Cut! We have our strip and shower video, guys. Great work! I'll edit later."

Suddenly, Nick and I remembered what we were supposed to be doing, - it was only play-pretend-, but thank God, we did not let the awkwardness settle back in.

We had more to do.

"Okay, we grab a snack and we go on with the dildos?" I immediately suggested.

"Good for me!" Logan exclaimed.

Nick nodded yes.

I could hardly read him.

"I'm not sure if interventions usually end this way." I remarked, joyful, as we walked out of the bathroom together.

Nick was wrapping himself in a towel. I took a final glimpse of his ass.

I, for one, was fucking ready for video number two!

[To be continued]

 

[michaelnola]

SILVER FOX

Chapter 12: The Intervention (Part 2)

"Guys! Can't you see the world would love your duo? The Silver Fox Daddy with the hot twunk! That's a freaking hit. Nick, that's the perfect way for you to have more visibility on your own page, and Bruce, we were looking for someone to collab with."

"I wouldn't be against it..." I replied, testing the water while I was checking on Nick's reaction.

"Neither would I... As I said, I need to grow earnings, and fast..." He confirmed.

"But what could we even do?" I asked.

Another moment of silent.

It only lasted a few seconds this time before Nick said a thing that I would never have thought hearing in my entire life.

"You could shove a dildo in my ass? People would love that, I bet."

I audibly gasped.

Of course! That was THE solution!

*

Believe it or not, but forty-five minutes later, Logan was setting the camera and Nick was sitting next to me on the couch.

He had just come back from the sleazy squat he was living in with some of his bags and notably a large briefcase containing his sex-toys.

He had four of them: a small purple butt plug, a pink and a white dildo of similar decent sizes, - I had seen Nick shove the white one in his ass a few days prior -, and a larger one, all black, certainly more than ten inches which looked kind of scary to be honest.

"Where did you get those?"

"One of my followers sent them to me. He calls himself an ass-bandit, he's been pushing me for fucking my ass since day one."

"I get that." I corrected myself immediately. "I mean, I've received gifts from my subscribers too."

Thank God for Logan overseeing the operation because Nick and I were barely able to look at each other.

Quite ironic when you know what we were about to do!

Frankly, the collab was a great idea to help both of our profiles and we had several videos' ideas in mind.

One that we would publish in both of our feeds in alternative versions where we would basically strip from our (former) work clothes and go take a shower together, and another one, which we would send privately to paying subscribers, where I would, indeed, shove some dildos up Nick's ass.

This was not only a clever move to get subscribers or money, I would never admit it out loud but as you can imagine, I was more than looking forward to feel the buns I had been creaming over in the past couple of weeks!

"Okay guys, are you ready for the first video? Could you get into your overalls and act as if you were coming back from a worksite?"

"Yes, Chief!"

We changed in the living room.

At this point, neither Nick nor I had anything to hide to each other when it came to nudity.

Logan suggested that we wear overalls without nothing underneath and to work a sweat so we would be glistening the right amount of sweat for the video.

We executed the orders without question.

"Should we be hard when we remove the overalls?" I asked Logan.

"Not sure... I don't think so for the first video, but eh, if it comes naturally..."

Nick used the bar I had installed in the door frame to do some pull ups, and I did some push ups on the floor.

I did want to show the young stud that the silver fox daddy could go at it just as hard!

Logan recorded the behind the scenes in case they could be of any use some day.

It was a bit silly working-out in this outfit but you have to do what you have to do to make it on FansVips, right?

Once we were sufficiently dripping with sweat, we started filming the actual footage.

It was difficult to keep a straight face when Nick was acting so poorly.

"What a day of work! I'm all sweaty and I stink!" He spoke.

I hoped the camera did not catch my grin.

"Just take your clothes off and let's hop in the shower, mate."

I slapped his ass.

This was not part of the script but I thought this was a nice addition. Nick did not seem to mind.

I let him walk in front of me so I could have a front-row view to his undressing and revealing of his sweet bum.

I had really become an addict.

It was some sort of a miracle that after the biggest fight that we had had, we found ourselves in this position.

Once again, Logan had been way smarter than I was.

Nick peeled off his overalls first and I was there to comment on his shape. Well, on one of his assets specifically.

"Nice looking ass, bro."

I slapped his right cheek again, only this time around, he was bare.

"Ah." He gasped a little.

Damn, that felt even nicer than what I had imagined!

Maybe the erection would indeed come spontaneously.

It was my turn to take my clothes off as we were reaching the bathroom. Logan was not saying anything but he seemed happy with the rushes recorded so far.

I took my sweet time to reveal my bush and then to expose my meaty semi-hard cock.

My shower tub was not small but it was not large either. *

We could fit the two of us together but we would have to rub our elbows... among other things.

When looking down at my partner's cock, I could tell that I was not the only one chubbing up a little.

Funny how Nick had called himself gay before immediately back-tracking earlier.

In the end, the labels did not mean much anyway, straight, bi, pansexual, gay... As long as I could rub the soap against his back and on his ass, I was fine!

"Let me help you out with your back, buddy... All these nooks and cavities you cannot reach yourself... Let me take care of this for you..."

"Thank you, man. I appreciate it."

His athletic smooth body was firm.

He was slightly hairy but Nick was blond so it was as if he was shaved. I was having the time of my life.

Obviously, I dropped the soap at my feet after feeling up his buttocks.

"Oopsie... Would you mind get that for me?"

Nick gulped but he did it.

He bent over right in front of me, - his ass cheeks ideally positioned a few inches away from my growing cock -, and he picked up the soap.

Come on, he had to love being a submissive! Otherwise, he would have never agreed to play that dirty game.

"Here you go, daddy." He said handing me the soap.

I tried not to go too far with the first collab video but I did get my finger very near that inviting crack. I did have to clean him up thoroughly. Did not I?

Once I got a little bit too close, - I was literally rubbing his anal ring with two slippery fingers -, Nick had had enough and he asked me to turn around to take care of my own back.

I had not even thought about that but I guessed it made sense.

I let him take care of my shoulders and then finding his way down my back until he reached my fat hairy ass.

It made me feel all fuzzy inside.

What was I doing with my life?

I felt his fingers lingering around. Him too was getting close to some forbidden places.

"Easy down there, boy..." I muttered.

My mind was talking but my cock was diverging.

Bruce Junior definitely wanted Nick to keep going with his soft touch.

"You're really dirty, daddy... I need to clean you up!"

Damn, maybe he was a mediocre actor, but when it came to teasing, Nick was definitely a professional.

In the corner of my eyes, I noticed that even Logan looked surprised that we were taking things this far.

What did he think coming up with this collab plan?

We were two jobless, horny motherfuckers with a lot to prove and a real desire to break the internet!

Besides, we were hot as fuck.

I was seeing our reflections in the mirror.

46 years-old muscle daddy with 19 years-old hunk, soaping our respective bodies, bumping into each other, horsing around.

Nick, with good reason, slapped my ass a few times.

I deserved it... and should I dare say it? I liked it!

I turned around and poked his thigh with my dick, which was, by the way, getting bigger and bigger. I was close to full-mast now.

By this point, I believe that our laughter had become more genuine and we were not so much acting anymore.

Even Nick's perky pinkish nipples became attractive to me.

I had a crazy idea of licking them up just when Logan shouted.

"And... Cut! We have our strip and shower video, guys. Great work! I'll edit later."

Suddenly, Nick and I remembered what we were supposed to be doing, - it was only play-pretend-, but thank God, we did not let the awkwardness settle back in.

We had more to do.

"Okay, we grab a snack and we go on with the dildos?" I immediately suggested.

"Good for me!" Logan exclaimed.

Nick nodded yes.

I could hardly read him.

"I'm not sure if interventions usually end this way." I remarked, joyful, as we walked out of the bathroom together.

Nick was wrapping himself in a towel. I took a final glimpse of his ass.

I, for one, was fucking ready for video number two!

[To be continued]

Awesome reading as usual--hot as fuck for sure

 

[perrito78]

Capitulo genial, caliente y preparándonos para subir más la temperatura!! Gracias

 

[laptoper]

More please. This is getting very hot!

 

[thehottestmenxx]

Next chapter cumming tomorrow

 

[thehottestmenxx]

SILVER FOX

Chapter 13: Getting in (Part 1)

"Listen, guys. I don't think we should follow a script or anything like that. It would make the whole thing looks forced and ultimately fake." I told Nick and Logan as we were about to start filming the second video.

"What are you suggesting?" Logan asked.

"To go with the flow. It's not like we have a whole crew working for us or a million dollars at stake. Nick, if you feel uncomfortable with anything, just say so while we shoot. Logan will stop filming and we'll edit any unwanted part out."

"I agree. Let's just get down to it!" Nick confirmed.

Was he that eager to feel that dildo up his tight ass?

I definitely was excited to be the giver in this scenario...

"Okay, let's freaking go then. I'll just direct the camera and, well, you do you!" Logan said enthusiastically.

I was feeling a mix of excitement, pressure, and pure horniness.

Nick and I were both wrapped in a white towel, coming from the shower.

We went sitting on the couch, keeping the lube and the dildos within reach.

"You're sure that you're good, boy?" I asked Nick before Logan screamed Action.

"What's going on, grandpa? You're scared, you're chickening out?"

I grinned.

"We'll see who'll be the first to chicken out of this one!"

His cocky attitude was making me even more antsy to get started.

"And... ACTION!"

Immediately, I changed my whole tone of voice and attitude.

Wild Nick was my dinner on this holy Sunday afternoon!

"You look good today, Nick." I said, putting my hands on his firm and smooth male titties.

I felt his pink nipple hardening. He was not expecting that.

Neither was I, really. I was just listening to myself, my dirty self.

I pinched him.

"You think so?"

"I mean, if I'm honest, I'd like you even better from another angle."

Beneath my hand, I could feel his heart-beating accelerating.

"What do you mean, Silver Fox?"

I chuckled.

"You know exactly what I mean and I believe that our viewers deserve a great show for our first time together."

I glanced straight at the camera.

There was no need to pretend we were not being filmed. I wanted to speak directly to the audience, to tell them that I knew exactly what they wanted from me... and from Nick.

"You'll have to be clearer than this." He teased.

I moved my hand from his pecs to the back of his neck and I grabbed him. Firmly. Sensually.

I moved closer to Nick's face, as if I was about to kiss him, - I was not, of course -, and I whispered.

"Get on all fours. Right fucking now!"

It was like I could feel the shivers running through his 19 years-old athletic body.

My dick twitched underneath my towel.

Nick noticed. Logan too, he moved the camera closer to my crotch.

I made it throb again, moving the towel up and down by the sole power of my strong erection.

"Looks like I'm making you horny, Mr. Straight Man!" Nick mocked me.

There was no denying this.

"Yes. You are. Now get down!"

This time, Nick nodded yes and he kind of slipped from the couch to the floor before getting on all fours.

His freaking towel had resisted the move and was still wrapped around his waist. What a shame.

I threw my own towel away first. I needed to liberate my aching demanding cock.

I was proud of my dick. It was hard and dripping already. It was like my cock was sensing the peachy bum so close, it was ready to hit, to bang, to fuck...

"Fuck... That's a big bone..."

For now, Nick was on all fours but side way, glancing at me. He was genuinely impressed by my size.

I put my bare feet on his back, using him as a coffee table.

Best piece of furniture I had ever had!

Logan readjusted the camera. He did not say "cut" and, if I was relying on the obvious erection in his shorts, he looked very pleased with the footage so far.

I guess we were doing a good job.

"Have you ever seen such a large penis?"

"No... No, I..."

While Nick was talking, I was rubbing my calves on his back, slowly but surely messing up with the towel.

"You get why I'm on top now, right?"

He swallowed his saliva hard.

"I do... I do, Silver Fox..."

The annoying brat was turning into a slutty obedient submissive.

My right foot found its way underneath the towel, it was now caressing his bare bum. I had not imagined the first real physical contact to be this way, but honestly, it was very hot.

I was mindlessly wanking my dick off with one hand, scratching my abs with the other, and rubbing my feet on my brand-new breathing, living, and exciting coffee table.

Nick surprised me.

Spontaneously, he got his face against the floor, arching himself further and getting in an even more submissive position.

Where would he stop?!

How was it so easy for him to act like such a whore?

I mean, it was not only easy, it looked natural, like he was made for this shit.

Fuck, that thought made my dick produced some precum.

"For our first collab, I think we should play with that little ass of yours... What do you think, cunt? You'd like me to play with your ass?"

His face stuck on the floor, he muttered.

"Please... Yes... Open my ass..."

Simultaneously, (and finally!), the towel gave up and fell on the floor, revealing the juiciest buttocks I had ever laid my eyes upon.

"Fuck yeah..."

My reaction could not have been more genuine.

"You like it?"

"Argh! I love it!"

I practically jumped from the couch to get myself behind Nick, on my knees.

I had been too fast and Logan screwed the shot I had almost forgotten we were being recorded. We kept filming though; we were in a great (filthy) energy and we had to keep it going.

I slapped the bare bum in front of me.

It giggled beautifully.

Why was I so obsessed with that damn ass?! What was going on with me?!

Logan moved the camera to make sure he would get the perfect view as I started spreading the two buns to reveal the (very much anticipated) pink asshole.

"Aaah... What are you doing, Bru... I mean, Silver Fox?"

"Don't worry, Nick. I'm just opening you up slightly, testing the waters here."

I grabbed each of his cheeks and spread while I spat right in his ass crack. I hit right. My saliva splashed against his smooth hole.

I was in awe.

I let Logan move around me to capture the beauty of that tight hole.

It was wet because of my spit; it was screaming to get stretched.

I wanted to dive in.

I remained collected. We had agreed on no script, but we had also agreed on doing a dildo show.

Why did I want' to lick that ass so bad? Why did I want to actually fuck him? When had I turned so... well, gay?!

"You want to get in?"

"Get... Get inside?"

I was the one stammering now.

"With a finger, I mean... You can try..."

"Fucking hell, you really want this, bitch!"

I spanked his ass.

I was already super turned-on but Nick had just woken the beast even more!

His hole had a very fleeting, almost imperceptible, reaction when his butt was being slapped. Like a slight wink.

Nick used both his hands to spread his own ass.

That must have been interesting for Wild Nick not to have to do all the work by himself. Usually, he had to test his flexibility and rely only on himself to hit the right spot.

"I'm ready." He announced.

"Course' you are! How long have you been waiting for this? How long have you been glancing at me on the work sites, hoping to get ourselves in this situation?!"

He had some sort of an evil laugh.

"Because you think I haven't seen you stare at my ass all day long?!"

"GUILTY!" I exclaimed, shoving my index finger in his hole.

"Aaaah..." He gasped.

"FUCK! I'm in! I'm in your asshole, Nick!"

[Chapter 13 continues below]