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.
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.
