SILVER FOX
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Omg. How dare you!Subscribed to your Patreon because of this story but got disappointed with the ending
Leave Thomas alone! He’s one of the favorite authors here in LPSG.
Just an honest opinion. All other stories are good, how it started and ended.Omg. How dare you!
Leave Thomas alone! He’s one of the favorite authors here in LPSG.
Yes, please no spoiler.
And a honest opinion is totally fine.
Besides, as you say, there are many more stories.
Anyway, let's not discuss the ending until it is released here. 4 more chapters to go!
And a honest opinion is totally fine.
Besides, I think I see how you could have been disappointed but I own up to it.
Besides, as you say, there are many more stories.
Anyway, let's not discuss the ending until it is released here. 4 more chapters to go!
SILVER FOX
Chapter 21: "Surpriiiiiiiiiiiiiise!" (Part 1)
"Wow, you guys really went for it! No holding back on that one!"
Logan was going through the cameras' footage of Nick losing his virginity.
Our manager was rather stunned as the scene had not been discussed beforehand.
I had surprised him with the recordings at dinner.
Because why not?
I have to say, the fucking session looked very impressive (and rather rough) from some of the angles that we had caught.
I had truly wrecked that juicy ass!
I could get a hard-on just rewatching some of my favorite bits.
It was only Logan and I going through the rushes though, because Nick had just left for a night-out with other content creators his age.
I tried to ignore the hint of jealousy I felt when I understood that Nick was getting his own friends in the city.
It made total sense because we were surrounded by young content creators, all sharing the same addiction for social media and stupid reality tv shows, but I could not help myself from feeling icky about it.
I mean, had not we JUST lived something so very special?
What I was watching on my screen right there was proving that. Wasn't it?
Nick did not even seem that interested in seeing the film we had made.
He had been very casual about the whole thing actually, texting one of his new buddies to hang out shortly after what I had considered like a life-changing pounding.
There, I have to say, the over-exposition of guys of Nick's age on the Internet explained why it had been so easy for me to make it on FansVips, and so difficult for him in the first place.
I did not know many creators above 45, - I was one of the kinds Silver Fox -, but those twenty-something straight guys who were going gay for the views, the celebrity, and/or the money were everywhere in Los Angeles.
At the time, I was probably receiving twenty requests a day for a collab (whether on their mainstream social media or on FansVips) from these fame-hungry whores.
I felt like I was dealing with herds of fit and shameless fuck-boys trying to get me on their pages.
Anyway, as I was looking at the rushes from how hard I had drilled Nick, I was sort of proud of myself.
"One only loses his anal virginity once; I had to make it count!" I told Logan, biting into my steak.
"Sure... And apparently, all you needed was for me to be out of the flat to get rowdy!"
"Jealous much?"
I was teasing Logan but I was also genuinely wondering.
After all, this whole project had begun because Logan was into me. Or, into my body at the very least.
Was he still attracted to me or had he seen too much of me under every angle at this stage that he was over it?
"Jealous of what? Of fucking Nick or of getting fucked by the famous Silver Fox?"
"You tell me!"
"I guess both scenarios are interesting and potentially enjoyable." He smiled.
I did not expect this answer.
Logan was much more liberated than before; it was nice to see.
"You naughty filthy man."
"Why should I feel bad about this? You're both hot as hell and I'm very happy living my single life for now. That being said, I'm doing pretty good on my own."
"I could see that yesterday! How was it with the stripper?"
"If you really want to know, it was very much fun. I'm surprised you could see anything at all with the gallons of alcohol you were ingesting though."
"Oh God... Please, remind me to never drink that much ever again. I'm too old for this."
He chuckled.
"Got you. Anyway, you have no idea how many gay men are up for quick hook-ups in this city, especially compared to when we were living in the middle of Kansas."
"I can imagine."
"Worst thing is, I don't even think there're that much more gay guys living here proportionally. People are simply more likely out of the closet, that's the difference."
"Well, there're also millions of people living in L.A. while we both came from towns counting 2.000 inhabitants, at most."
He thought about it.
"True."
We both laughed.
Funny how I had no jealousy regarding Logan and his nightly encounters while I was still thinking about Nick hanging out with his buddies.
"So, what do you think of the video? How should we sell it?" I eventually asked.
"First of, I'll edit it into a proper good movie. Great camera work, by the way. Then, I think we should market the hell out of it before the official release. Let's give ourselves a good week, up to ten days, before sending it to your respective subs. People have been begging for it, it's gonna be a smash."
"For sure! Maybe we'll be able to afford moving to a mansion after all."
"We?"
I was confused by his question.
"Yes, we. Nick, you and I."
"You think we're gonna live together forever? Like an inter-generational throuple?"
"I thought... No, I mean... Fuck. What's up with you?"
"I'm just wondering if you're not getting too invested." Logan replied a bit more seriously.
"In what? The FansVips? This is why we've come here! I've turned my entire life around for this."
"In Nick! I can tell how close you two are getting."
I was taken aback.
Where was Logan coming from?
"So, you're really jealous then? I freaking knew it!"
"I'm not. Man, seriously, he's 19 and you're 47. To put it simply: he's way too young, and you're way too old for me."
"Hey!"
"No offence, grandpa."
He winked at me and I rolled my eyes.
"What's your point, Log?"
"It's just that you used to hate the guy, and now... I can see how you look at him. Like, be careful of not getting hurt."
I thought this idea was simply absurd.
"Getting hurt? You're sure you're not still drunk from yesterday?"
"It's not because he's a guy that you cannot catch genuine feelings. Trust me. Been there, done that, casual sex turning into something more and leaving me miserable."
"I'm not you though."
"Sure. And I'm not implying anything or telling you what you should do, just, be careful, that's all."
I almost snapped back but the sincerity I felt in his tone of voice made me swallow back my words.
Maybe Logan had hit a sensitive cord...
Either way, he seemed to genuinely be caring about me.
"Don't worry about me, man. As you've rudely pointed out, I'm all grown up; I know what I'm doing."
"Okay, then. It's your own business anyway, not my problem."
"I'm fine, we're fine."
"I trust you." He tapped on my shoulder. "I'll work on the editing of the full sex-tape tonight and I'll take care of the previews later on. Also, I've sent you some more requests for collabs for you to review."
"Thanks, man. "
"You'll see there're a few women as well."
"As always, I massively appreciate that."
"And as always, I massively appreciate the commission I'm getting."
We laughed it off and finished our dinner.
For the rest of the evening, Logan and I each worked in our respective bedrooms.
I had yet another herd of athletic jocks asking for me to appear on their feed to choose from.
I do not want to sound ungrateful, but believe me, this game of who is having the most clouts online can get real boring, real quick.
All I could see when scrolling through their profiles was desperate people begging for attention.
A bit of a turn-off if you want my opinion.
The only benefit was that the high-demand to meet me was making Nick see how "lucky" and "privileged" he was to have Silver Fox almost exclusively for himself, but even that, after my conversation with Logan, I was not too sure it was such a positive.
Was I really developing feelings for the little brat? Why was I so concerned about what he was thinking or who he was hanging with?
Come on!
Nah, this could not be serious...
To take my mind off things, I decided to jerk myself off to sleep, -- without any camera filming --, tuning on a good old straight porn.
A FansVips brunette MILF, - who happened to have reached out to me for a collab -, was handling a triple penetration like a pro (two cocks in the ass, one in the pussy) on her latest clip.
It did the job; I came on my stomach and fell asleep, the creamy sperm drying on my abs.
Just like Logan the night before, Nick did not come back to sleep at the flat that evening, only proving even more the point that I should not get attached.
What a silly idea anyway!
The next week before the highly anticipated release of our sex-tape was quite busy for the three of us.
Logan did a try out managing Rico as well, and Nick and I had many collabs to shoot either together or each on our own.
I did a few jerk-off scenes with several buddies of Nick, - most of them college drop outs -, and I let a couple of them suck me off.
They were definitely straight and doing it only to gain followers.
I could tell they were not that much into it which was making their performance mid at best.
I suppose one of them was a cute black student blessed with an XXL ass which made the session more entertaining.
None of them came close to what Nick was doing to me though.
And obviously, I stayed clear from their asses as nobody had ever seen me fucking another guy (yet).
Okay, I might have slid a few fingers up my black dude's butthole but that was it.
I also fucked a couple women on camera.
Logan thought it was a good idea to remind everyone that I was actually "straight", -- the latest videos might have let them think otherwise -, before they would see me fuck another dude in the ass.
First, I banged a thirty years old red-head with amazing fake tits. A ten out of ten.
And then, I got to collab with the MILF from the aforementioned video.
That one was a real sexual freak!
She wanted to eat my stinky hole and licked my even stinker armpits. She also begged for me to choke her roughly and spit all over her face.
[Chapter 21 continues below]
Chapter 21: "Surpriiiiiiiiiiiiiise!" (Part 1)
"Wow, you guys really went for it! No holding back on that one!"
Logan was going through the cameras' footage of Nick losing his virginity.
Our manager was rather stunned as the scene had not been discussed beforehand.
I had surprised him with the recordings at dinner.
Because why not?
I have to say, the fucking session looked very impressive (and rather rough) from some of the angles that we had caught.
I had truly wrecked that juicy ass!
I could get a hard-on just rewatching some of my favorite bits.
It was only Logan and I going through the rushes though, because Nick had just left for a night-out with other content creators his age.
I tried to ignore the hint of jealousy I felt when I understood that Nick was getting his own friends in the city.
It made total sense because we were surrounded by young content creators, all sharing the same addiction for social media and stupid reality tv shows, but I could not help myself from feeling icky about it.
I mean, had not we JUST lived something so very special?
What I was watching on my screen right there was proving that. Wasn't it?
Nick did not even seem that interested in seeing the film we had made.
He had been very casual about the whole thing actually, texting one of his new buddies to hang out shortly after what I had considered like a life-changing pounding.
There, I have to say, the over-exposition of guys of Nick's age on the Internet explained why it had been so easy for me to make it on FansVips, and so difficult for him in the first place.
I did not know many creators above 45, - I was one of the kinds Silver Fox -, but those twenty-something straight guys who were going gay for the views, the celebrity, and/or the money were everywhere in Los Angeles.
At the time, I was probably receiving twenty requests a day for a collab (whether on their mainstream social media or on FansVips) from these fame-hungry whores.
I felt like I was dealing with herds of fit and shameless fuck-boys trying to get me on their pages.
Anyway, as I was looking at the rushes from how hard I had drilled Nick, I was sort of proud of myself.
"One only loses his anal virginity once; I had to make it count!" I told Logan, biting into my steak.
"Sure... And apparently, all you needed was for me to be out of the flat to get rowdy!"
"Jealous much?"
I was teasing Logan but I was also genuinely wondering.
After all, this whole project had begun because Logan was into me. Or, into my body at the very least.
Was he still attracted to me or had he seen too much of me under every angle at this stage that he was over it?
"Jealous of what? Of fucking Nick or of getting fucked by the famous Silver Fox?"
"You tell me!"
"I guess both scenarios are interesting and potentially enjoyable." He smiled.
I did not expect this answer.
Logan was much more liberated than before; it was nice to see.
"You naughty filthy man."
"Why should I feel bad about this? You're both hot as hell and I'm very happy living my single life for now. That being said, I'm doing pretty good on my own."
"I could see that yesterday! How was it with the stripper?"
"If you really want to know, it was very much fun. I'm surprised you could see anything at all with the gallons of alcohol you were ingesting though."
"Oh God... Please, remind me to never drink that much ever again. I'm too old for this."
He chuckled.
"Got you. Anyway, you have no idea how many gay men are up for quick hook-ups in this city, especially compared to when we were living in the middle of Kansas."
"I can imagine."
"Worst thing is, I don't even think there're that much more gay guys living here proportionally. People are simply more likely out of the closet, that's the difference."
"Well, there're also millions of people living in L.A. while we both came from towns counting 2.000 inhabitants, at most."
He thought about it.
"True."
We both laughed.
Funny how I had no jealousy regarding Logan and his nightly encounters while I was still thinking about Nick hanging out with his buddies.
"So, what do you think of the video? How should we sell it?" I eventually asked.
"First of, I'll edit it into a proper good movie. Great camera work, by the way. Then, I think we should market the hell out of it before the official release. Let's give ourselves a good week, up to ten days, before sending it to your respective subs. People have been begging for it, it's gonna be a smash."
"For sure! Maybe we'll be able to afford moving to a mansion after all."
"We?"
I was confused by his question.
"Yes, we. Nick, you and I."
"You think we're gonna live together forever? Like an inter-generational throuple?"
"I thought... No, I mean... Fuck. What's up with you?"
"I'm just wondering if you're not getting too invested." Logan replied a bit more seriously.
"In what? The FansVips? This is why we've come here! I've turned my entire life around for this."
"In Nick! I can tell how close you two are getting."
I was taken aback.
Where was Logan coming from?
"So, you're really jealous then? I freaking knew it!"
"I'm not. Man, seriously, he's 19 and you're 47. To put it simply: he's way too young, and you're way too old for me."
"Hey!"
"No offence, grandpa."
He winked at me and I rolled my eyes.
"What's your point, Log?"
"It's just that you used to hate the guy, and now... I can see how you look at him. Like, be careful of not getting hurt."
I thought this idea was simply absurd.
"Getting hurt? You're sure you're not still drunk from yesterday?"
"It's not because he's a guy that you cannot catch genuine feelings. Trust me. Been there, done that, casual sex turning into something more and leaving me miserable."
"I'm not you though."
"Sure. And I'm not implying anything or telling you what you should do, just, be careful, that's all."
I almost snapped back but the sincerity I felt in his tone of voice made me swallow back my words.
Maybe Logan had hit a sensitive cord...
Either way, he seemed to genuinely be caring about me.
"Don't worry about me, man. As you've rudely pointed out, I'm all grown up; I know what I'm doing."
"Okay, then. It's your own business anyway, not my problem."
"I'm fine, we're fine."
"I trust you." He tapped on my shoulder. "I'll work on the editing of the full sex-tape tonight and I'll take care of the previews later on. Also, I've sent you some more requests for collabs for you to review."
"Thanks, man. "
"You'll see there're a few women as well."
"As always, I massively appreciate that."
"And as always, I massively appreciate the commission I'm getting."
We laughed it off and finished our dinner.
For the rest of the evening, Logan and I each worked in our respective bedrooms.
I had yet another herd of athletic jocks asking for me to appear on their feed to choose from.
I do not want to sound ungrateful, but believe me, this game of who is having the most clouts online can get real boring, real quick.
All I could see when scrolling through their profiles was desperate people begging for attention.
A bit of a turn-off if you want my opinion.
The only benefit was that the high-demand to meet me was making Nick see how "lucky" and "privileged" he was to have Silver Fox almost exclusively for himself, but even that, after my conversation with Logan, I was not too sure it was such a positive.
Was I really developing feelings for the little brat? Why was I so concerned about what he was thinking or who he was hanging with?
Come on!
Nah, this could not be serious...
To take my mind off things, I decided to jerk myself off to sleep, -- without any camera filming --, tuning on a good old straight porn.
A FansVips brunette MILF, - who happened to have reached out to me for a collab -, was handling a triple penetration like a pro (two cocks in the ass, one in the pussy) on her latest clip.
It did the job; I came on my stomach and fell asleep, the creamy sperm drying on my abs.
Just like Logan the night before, Nick did not come back to sleep at the flat that evening, only proving even more the point that I should not get attached.
What a silly idea anyway!
The next week before the highly anticipated release of our sex-tape was quite busy for the three of us.
Logan did a try out managing Rico as well, and Nick and I had many collabs to shoot either together or each on our own.
I did a few jerk-off scenes with several buddies of Nick, - most of them college drop outs -, and I let a couple of them suck me off.
They were definitely straight and doing it only to gain followers.
I could tell they were not that much into it which was making their performance mid at best.
I suppose one of them was a cute black student blessed with an XXL ass which made the session more entertaining.
None of them came close to what Nick was doing to me though.
And obviously, I stayed clear from their asses as nobody had ever seen me fucking another guy (yet).
Okay, I might have slid a few fingers up my black dude's butthole but that was it.
I also fucked a couple women on camera.
Logan thought it was a good idea to remind everyone that I was actually "straight", -- the latest videos might have let them think otherwise -, before they would see me fuck another dude in the ass.
First, I banged a thirty years old red-head with amazing fake tits. A ten out of ten.
And then, I got to collab with the MILF from the aforementioned video.
That one was a real sexual freak!
She wanted to eat my stinky hole and licked my even stinker armpits. She also begged for me to choke her roughly and spit all over her face.
[Chapter 21 continues below]
Chapter 21: "Surpriiiiiiiiiiiiiise!" (Part 2)
Ah, and I almost forgot, she wanted to get trampled under my dirty feet until her boobs turned purple.
As a gentleman, I obliged and responded to every single one of her requests.
As long as it was all consensual, I was not against a bit of BDSM in my sex life.
I had not banged a woman in a while and weirdly, that was what felt odd now.
As if my cock belonged to a manly asshole. As if I had to remind myself that I could be straight too.
Still, I enjoyed both fucks.
Especially the fake tits of the red-head if I am being honest.
In the meantime, Nick was also fooling around with a girl, but in the context of a threesome with two former reality television personalities, turned X-rated content stars.
Sergio and Allison, they were both living in L.A.
When I watched the video afterwards, it seemed to me that Nick was more into blowing Sergio's massive cock than he was into licking Allison's pussy but eh, what did I know about the dude's true intentions?
Did he know himself what he liked?
I wondered.
Damn it, Bruce, stop thinking about that damn guy!
Another big first occurred at the end of that week, right before the release of the sex-tape.
It happened during a one-on-one live show with a wealthy client of mine.
A new guy who seemed to have fallen in love with me and who was requesting customized content all the damn time.
His name was Franck and he must have spent nearly 5.000 dollars in the span of a single week.
For that reason alone, I liked him a lot!
That afternoon, he had requested for a special moment together, letting me know beforehand what he was expecting.
"Dear Silver Fox, I want to see you shove some fingers deep inside your asshole. Would you be willing to play with a dildo as well?"
He had this odd way of addressing me; He was straight to the point but somewhat respectful.
Most of the fans wanted me to act dominant but not Franck.
He wanted to turn a 47 years-old straight man (although straight was certainly no longer defining me) into a 47 years-old submissive slut.
Heck, this was a new challenge!
I would have struggled with that idea a few months back, but there, I was ready.
Even more so, I had been wanting to be more in touch with that slutty side of me.
Nick seemed to have so much fun in the role of the bitch, I kind of wanted to try it for myself.
Besides, ass-play was fully part of my sexual routine now, even though I had never fingered myself on camera or slide any toy in my virgin hole.
Nobody wants to die stupid, right?
I took my laptop with me on the bed, borrowed the large collection of dildos from Nick, - including the replica of my own cock -, and I got ready for the live-show.
Franck was very generous and he knew how to motivate me.
The weirdest thing about him was that his camera was on the whole time, - he was a rather obese man in his fifties -, but he was never jerking off.
He was there, in his too-pricey suit, looking at me.
Like, dude, what are you waiting for to grab and stroke your cock? This is what I am here for!
Every time I was asking Franck if he was having fun, he was assuring me that he was, and given the large amount of money he was sending my way, I guess that this was true.
Still, he was just staring at the screen and calmly ordering me around, not even taking off his pants to free his (hopefully erected) dick.
Aside from that, he was the ideal client.
Franch was rich, more than generous, reliable, and overall, a kinky guy who knew how to be respectful of my boundaries.
He would never go beyond what we had previously agreed on and, as he had told me multiple times, he would not have been enjoying himself if I was not fully comfortable.
He did not have to worry too much though; I was having a lot of fun experimenting!
Inspired by Nick, and solely for the sake of having another mindfuck, I started things off by sucking my own dick.
Just to be clear, I meant the dildo version of my dong.
I had ever been able to self-suck and certainly, I would not learn this new trick at my age.
That being said, it was quite the surreal feeling to give a hard blowjob to a silicon version of my very own hard cock.
I was jerking off the real thing, all the while going back and forth with the replica inside my throat.
I had to give it to Nick and to anyone else who had ever swallowed my shaft, it required quite the talent to be able to take it all in.
I could not do it myself.
I did try my best though.
Of course, however, I did not fuck myself with that thing.
I would have loved to because it would have been another wild thing to add to the list of the craziest shit I had done during that year, but I had to be realistic, my asshole was not ready for my own girthy nine inches of a cock.
Instead, I went in with my index first.
Much more manageable... and enjoyable!
I surprised myself moaning and acting like a true bottom, exposing my ass to the camera, stretching my hole as much as I could, shoving a second finger in to make the friction more intense.
Sure, Franck was the one asking for more fingers up my hairy asshole but I was craving it for real.
Truth is, I was probably using this live-show as an excuse to pleasure myself.
The hundreds of dollars landing on my bank account were simply an added bonus, just like when I had dominated Louis and Mitchell back in my hometown.
"Lick your fingers... Lick them coming straight from your asshole!" Franck commanded.
"You've got it, babe..."
I got my mouth very close to the camera and I sucked my fingers off, tasting my own ass.
God damn it, I had a grey hair stuck on my tongue after that.
This made Franck's day as he kept asking me to show off my tongue all over again.
Freaking pervert, but who was I to judge? Really.
"You think you could play with a toy now. A butt-plug maybe?"
I winked at my client.
He was an American guy but calling me from the other side of the world, Singapore.
You would be surprised to know what those C.E.Os you see on Forbes magazines are up to in the secrecy of their hotel rooms.
"I suppose I could do that, just for you." I said, licking the purple butt plug.
This was another level for me but I was eager to try it.
Nick had eaten my ass many times before, I had rubbed my fingers in there, but inserting a sex-toy, that was something which, - in my old mentality -, screamed GAYYYYY.
The thing was, and by this point, I had accepted my bisexuality.
And yes, hat acknowledgement alone was certainly the biggest step of all.
I loved fucking women, and I loved fucking men, and maybe, I would even enjoy getting fucked by other men.
I slid the plug in my hole with that thought in mind.
"Hmmm..."
I liked it.
A lot.
A WHOLE LOT.
Both the physical sensation and the psychological aspect of fucking myself were making me feel good.
"Wanna try something bigger?" Franck asked soon after.
"You're reading my mind!"
I showed him a couple dildos I felt ready to use and I let him decide which one I should shove in my ass first.
I also had some lube to help me out, in addition of my own saliva.
No surprise, Franck went for the larger model.
This might hurt a little.
I squirt some oil inside my hole, which was already prepped by nearly thirty minutes of rubbing, stretching, fingering and plugging.
I heard the front door of the apartment opening and some chit chat but I ignored it, I was in my bedroom doing my thing and, anyway, we had all seen each other naked... and in many compromising positions before.
Who cared? Even if Logan or Nick walked in on me.
I grabbed the white dildo selected by Franck and while going back to fingering my ass, I started sucking the toy off to make it wet.
Smaller than the replica of my dick, it was nonetheless much bigger than the butt-plug.
I swallowed it deep to feel the nearly seven inches in my throat.
Thank God, it was not that thick.
I still gagged.
"Suck your own cock while you're pushing that dildo up your musky ass... And look at me! Look straight at the camera as you fuck yourself!"
Franck was getting more and more direct.
And I was feeling more and more like an obedient slut.
I spread my legs wide, drooled on my chin, and I rubbed the top of the dildo on my ass crack.
With my right hand, I was pushing it to break into my hole, while with my left hand, I held the replica of my cock and slammed it down my throat.
All throughout, I was rock-hard and dripping on my stomach.
"Come on, bitch, push that dildo deep inside of you!"
Which one was he talking about?
Hell, I almost choked as I was filling both of my holes simultaneously
Good Lord, the things you have to do when you become a FansVips' superstar!
Franck was still not touching his cock but he had gotten closer to his own screen, probably to make sure he was not missing any bit of my first dildo-fucking.
Trust me, I was giving him quite a show!
I fucked myself for a few minutes until I had found a nice rhythm, making me feel amazing, discovering brand-new sensations in my body.
I thought I was controlling the situation until the waves of pleasure became too much to handle.
The dildo hit my prostate and that took me by surprise.
"GOOD LOOOOOOOOORD."
I spat my own cock out of my mouth, (I know, that sounds weird when I put it like that but that was accurate), and I started both moaning uncontrollably and cumming all over my chest.
"Fucking hell... God... What... What's happening?" I asked out loud.
Answer was easy: I was discovering what it felt like to have an anal orgasm for the very first time.
I was shouting incoherent stuff and hitting my own face with my jizz, but I could not help myself from drilling that dildo down my insides even more.
My eyes were shut.
I wanted to bang myself just like I had banged Nick days prior.
What was Franck saying all the way from Singapore? I could not hear him and I could not care anymore.
Once again, I was lost in my own world.
But then...
"Surpriiiiiiiiise!"
Wait, what?
I was confused.
I recognized the voice but my brain could not process the information. My mind was gone too far.
"What's going on?!"
Someone shouted and someone else burst out laughing.
I opened my eyes.
In my room, Nick, Logan... and freaking Jimmy of all people (!) were looking at me.
What the fuck was my best buddy doing here?! Was not he in Kansas, with his wife and kids?
Due to the surprise, I farted the dildo out of my ass and, with the impulse, it flew to the other side of the room, hitting Jimmy right in the face.
"FUCKING HELL, BRUCE?!"
[To be continued]
Ah, and I almost forgot, she wanted to get trampled under my dirty feet until her boobs turned purple.
As a gentleman, I obliged and responded to every single one of her requests.
As long as it was all consensual, I was not against a bit of BDSM in my sex life.
I had not banged a woman in a while and weirdly, that was what felt odd now.
As if my cock belonged to a manly asshole. As if I had to remind myself that I could be straight too.
Still, I enjoyed both fucks.
Especially the fake tits of the red-head if I am being honest.
In the meantime, Nick was also fooling around with a girl, but in the context of a threesome with two former reality television personalities, turned X-rated content stars.
Sergio and Allison, they were both living in L.A.
When I watched the video afterwards, it seemed to me that Nick was more into blowing Sergio's massive cock than he was into licking Allison's pussy but eh, what did I know about the dude's true intentions?
Did he know himself what he liked?
I wondered.
Damn it, Bruce, stop thinking about that damn guy!
Another big first occurred at the end of that week, right before the release of the sex-tape.
It happened during a one-on-one live show with a wealthy client of mine.
A new guy who seemed to have fallen in love with me and who was requesting customized content all the damn time.
His name was Franck and he must have spent nearly 5.000 dollars in the span of a single week.
For that reason alone, I liked him a lot!
That afternoon, he had requested for a special moment together, letting me know beforehand what he was expecting.
"Dear Silver Fox, I want to see you shove some fingers deep inside your asshole. Would you be willing to play with a dildo as well?"
He had this odd way of addressing me; He was straight to the point but somewhat respectful.
Most of the fans wanted me to act dominant but not Franck.
He wanted to turn a 47 years-old straight man (although straight was certainly no longer defining me) into a 47 years-old submissive slut.
Heck, this was a new challenge!
I would have struggled with that idea a few months back, but there, I was ready.
Even more so, I had been wanting to be more in touch with that slutty side of me.
Nick seemed to have so much fun in the role of the bitch, I kind of wanted to try it for myself.
Besides, ass-play was fully part of my sexual routine now, even though I had never fingered myself on camera or slide any toy in my virgin hole.
Nobody wants to die stupid, right?
I took my laptop with me on the bed, borrowed the large collection of dildos from Nick, - including the replica of my own cock -, and I got ready for the live-show.
Franck was very generous and he knew how to motivate me.
The weirdest thing about him was that his camera was on the whole time, - he was a rather obese man in his fifties -, but he was never jerking off.
He was there, in his too-pricey suit, looking at me.
Like, dude, what are you waiting for to grab and stroke your cock? This is what I am here for!
Every time I was asking Franck if he was having fun, he was assuring me that he was, and given the large amount of money he was sending my way, I guess that this was true.
Still, he was just staring at the screen and calmly ordering me around, not even taking off his pants to free his (hopefully erected) dick.
Aside from that, he was the ideal client.
Franch was rich, more than generous, reliable, and overall, a kinky guy who knew how to be respectful of my boundaries.
He would never go beyond what we had previously agreed on and, as he had told me multiple times, he would not have been enjoying himself if I was not fully comfortable.
He did not have to worry too much though; I was having a lot of fun experimenting!
Inspired by Nick, and solely for the sake of having another mindfuck, I started things off by sucking my own dick.
Just to be clear, I meant the dildo version of my dong.
I had ever been able to self-suck and certainly, I would not learn this new trick at my age.
That being said, it was quite the surreal feeling to give a hard blowjob to a silicon version of my very own hard cock.
I was jerking off the real thing, all the while going back and forth with the replica inside my throat.
I had to give it to Nick and to anyone else who had ever swallowed my shaft, it required quite the talent to be able to take it all in.
I could not do it myself.
I did try my best though.
Of course, however, I did not fuck myself with that thing.
I would have loved to because it would have been another wild thing to add to the list of the craziest shit I had done during that year, but I had to be realistic, my asshole was not ready for my own girthy nine inches of a cock.
Instead, I went in with my index first.
Much more manageable... and enjoyable!
I surprised myself moaning and acting like a true bottom, exposing my ass to the camera, stretching my hole as much as I could, shoving a second finger in to make the friction more intense.
Sure, Franck was the one asking for more fingers up my hairy asshole but I was craving it for real.
Truth is, I was probably using this live-show as an excuse to pleasure myself.
The hundreds of dollars landing on my bank account were simply an added bonus, just like when I had dominated Louis and Mitchell back in my hometown.
"Lick your fingers... Lick them coming straight from your asshole!" Franck commanded.
"You've got it, babe..."
I got my mouth very close to the camera and I sucked my fingers off, tasting my own ass.
God damn it, I had a grey hair stuck on my tongue after that.
This made Franck's day as he kept asking me to show off my tongue all over again.
Freaking pervert, but who was I to judge? Really.
"You think you could play with a toy now. A butt-plug maybe?"
I winked at my client.
He was an American guy but calling me from the other side of the world, Singapore.
You would be surprised to know what those C.E.Os you see on Forbes magazines are up to in the secrecy of their hotel rooms.
"I suppose I could do that, just for you." I said, licking the purple butt plug.
This was another level for me but I was eager to try it.
Nick had eaten my ass many times before, I had rubbed my fingers in there, but inserting a sex-toy, that was something which, - in my old mentality -, screamed GAYYYYY.
The thing was, and by this point, I had accepted my bisexuality.
And yes, hat acknowledgement alone was certainly the biggest step of all.
I loved fucking women, and I loved fucking men, and maybe, I would even enjoy getting fucked by other men.
I slid the plug in my hole with that thought in mind.
"Hmmm..."
I liked it.
A lot.
A WHOLE LOT.
Both the physical sensation and the psychological aspect of fucking myself were making me feel good.
"Wanna try something bigger?" Franck asked soon after.
"You're reading my mind!"
I showed him a couple dildos I felt ready to use and I let him decide which one I should shove in my ass first.
I also had some lube to help me out, in addition of my own saliva.
No surprise, Franck went for the larger model.
This might hurt a little.
I squirt some oil inside my hole, which was already prepped by nearly thirty minutes of rubbing, stretching, fingering and plugging.
I heard the front door of the apartment opening and some chit chat but I ignored it, I was in my bedroom doing my thing and, anyway, we had all seen each other naked... and in many compromising positions before.
Who cared? Even if Logan or Nick walked in on me.
I grabbed the white dildo selected by Franck and while going back to fingering my ass, I started sucking the toy off to make it wet.
Smaller than the replica of my dick, it was nonetheless much bigger than the butt-plug.
I swallowed it deep to feel the nearly seven inches in my throat.
Thank God, it was not that thick.
I still gagged.
"Suck your own cock while you're pushing that dildo up your musky ass... And look at me! Look straight at the camera as you fuck yourself!"
Franck was getting more and more direct.
And I was feeling more and more like an obedient slut.
I spread my legs wide, drooled on my chin, and I rubbed the top of the dildo on my ass crack.
With my right hand, I was pushing it to break into my hole, while with my left hand, I held the replica of my cock and slammed it down my throat.
All throughout, I was rock-hard and dripping on my stomach.
"Come on, bitch, push that dildo deep inside of you!"
Which one was he talking about?
Hell, I almost choked as I was filling both of my holes simultaneously
Good Lord, the things you have to do when you become a FansVips' superstar!
Franck was still not touching his cock but he had gotten closer to his own screen, probably to make sure he was not missing any bit of my first dildo-fucking.
Trust me, I was giving him quite a show!
I fucked myself for a few minutes until I had found a nice rhythm, making me feel amazing, discovering brand-new sensations in my body.
I thought I was controlling the situation until the waves of pleasure became too much to handle.
The dildo hit my prostate and that took me by surprise.
"GOOD LOOOOOOOOORD."
I spat my own cock out of my mouth, (I know, that sounds weird when I put it like that but that was accurate), and I started both moaning uncontrollably and cumming all over my chest.
"Fucking hell... God... What... What's happening?" I asked out loud.
Answer was easy: I was discovering what it felt like to have an anal orgasm for the very first time.
I was shouting incoherent stuff and hitting my own face with my jizz, but I could not help myself from drilling that dildo down my insides even more.
My eyes were shut.
I wanted to bang myself just like I had banged Nick days prior.
What was Franck saying all the way from Singapore? I could not hear him and I could not care anymore.
Once again, I was lost in my own world.
But then...
"Surpriiiiiiiiise!"
Wait, what?
I was confused.
I recognized the voice but my brain could not process the information. My mind was gone too far.
"What's going on?!"
Someone shouted and someone else burst out laughing.
I opened my eyes.
In my room, Nick, Logan... and freaking Jimmy of all people (!) were looking at me.
What the fuck was my best buddy doing here?! Was not he in Kansas, with his wife and kids?
Due to the surprise, I farted the dildo out of my ass and, with the impulse, it flew to the other side of the room, hitting Jimmy right in the face.
"FUCKING HELL, BRUCE?!"
[To be continued]
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Hot hot !!! Gracias por este capÃtulo que no esperaba tan pronto, ¡¡ eres grande con tus historias!!
Chapter 22 is cumming tomorrow!
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Chapter 22: The Birth of the Pink Burglar (Part 1)
I was totally fine with Logan and Nick knowing how freaky I could get, but being caught, a large dildo buried deep in my ass, by my oldest friend was an adjustment.
It was something to process for me, just like it was for Jimmy.
The fact that I had expelled said dildo straight into his stunned face did not help making the moment less awkward either.
"FUCKING HELL, BRUCE?!"
Way to descend from my first anal orgasm!
Did I mention that I was also drenched with my own cum?
"What... I... What's happening?" I blurted out, in shock.
"Jimmy told me he was coming to California this week-end and I thought it would be cool to surprise you." Logan explained, staring at my gaping asshole.
"That was for sure a surprise!" Nick joked.
"Wait... Guys, I... Let me... I..."
I was at a loss for words while Jimmy had turned speechless.
Logan intervened again pointing at my laptop.
"Shit. You're live? There's someone here?"
My client, Franck, was looking at the scene from the other side of the world.
That was so unprofessional of me; At the same time, Franck did not seem to mind.
He had a large smile on his face.
"Of course, there's someone watching! I was live. That's why I was... Whatever, I'm sorry Franck, I..."
"Thanks for the show, Silver Fox. A ten out of ten."
He really was an odd guy, taking this interruption so casually while I was crumbling down behind my camera.
"You... You're welcome... I'll make up to you. Bye."
I closed my laptop a bit harshly.
This was so fucking cringy.
"Are you okay, Jim, you need a second to breathe?" Logan mocked him.
The poor guy.
He had seen some of our videos and he knew about the filth we were up to, but stumbling on your best bro covered in sperm and a dildo shoved in his ass was a whole other story.
His eyes were fixated on the sex-toy on the floor.
"You could have asked before borrowing these." Nick told me, looking at the collection of dildos and plugs spread out on my bed.
I could not tell if he was serious or not.
That was the issue with Nick, I never knew what he was truly thinking.
"It was an emergency." I replied with a faint smile, going back to my senses.
Jimmy was still dead-silent.
I could not look at him in the eyes.
"An emergency, sure. Your ass needed some filling ASAP!" Logan, on the other hand, was hysterical.
Good for him. At least, someone was having fun!
I put my hand on my chest and only then, I realized how sticky it was.
Thinking of which, I also had cum dripping on my nose and lower lips.
The last volleys of my ejaculation had been very powerful, I had shot myself in the eyes.
"Let me just hop in the shower, okay?" I eventually told them.
"Come on Jimmy, get over yourself, we've all showered together at the gym. It's not like you haven't see him naked!"
Logan had a point but Jimmy was reacting as if he had just seen a ghost.
"I... I just wasn't expecting that when you told me we would surprise him." He blurted out.
I stood up, stark naked of course, still dripping with cum, but the three of them were blocking the doorway and preventing me from walking to the bathroom.
"Relax, man. That's just me doing my job. I'm glad to see you."
I was cooling off and thinking that we could de-dramatize this silly incident.
I even made a gesture for a welcoming hug.
"Just get a shower, we'll hug later." Jimmy replied with a slight grin.
"Then get out of my freaking way guys!"
I started to run towards them pretending that I was going to smear my body against theirs, they finally moved away and I rushed in the shower.
I took my time in there.
The hard dildo-fucking, Jimmy bursting into the room, Nick probably realizing I could be a bottom, and more importantly, me... Liking it so damn much.
There were many thoughts polluting my brain.
Why was I over-thinking everything suddenly?
Jim was my best buddy; he had seen much more of me on the Internet.
Logan was right: Who fucking cared?
I joined them ten minutes later, a towel wrapped around my waist.
I was naked, yes, but at the very least, I did not have anything up my ass and I was no longer drenched in my own semen.
"Got over your emotions?" I asked Jimmy.
He was drinking a beer.
"Yes, asshole! Literally... Asshole!" He laughed.
Phew. We were good. It was just the initial shock.
"A beer?" Logan proposed.
"Sure! Where's Nick?"
"He had to leave. He's seeing his friend Matt."
"Matt?"
Jimmy and Logan exchanged a knowing look.
Shit. I wondered if they had discussed about my weird attraction (and obsession) towards Nick.
"He never mentioned him? I feel like he's talking about him all the time." Logan told me while handing me a beer.
"Not to me... Is he a content creator?"
"Yes, but it's not what you think. Matt is a big Youtuber, like a proper celeb. He doesn't do porn."
Now, his name kind of ringed a bell.
"Is he gay?" I asked, knowing for sure that I was being too noisy but unable to prevent myself.
"Very."
"Wait, Bruce, are you freaking jealous of a 20 years-old fuckboy?" Jimmy asked, snapping me back to reality.
"Of course not. I'm just worried about Nick. This city is full of vices."
"You don't say!"
Ouch.
"Touché... I guess I am to talk. What are you doing here anyway?"
"Wow, aren't you happy to see me?"
I felt bad about my reaction so far, well, all of my reactions.
"Argh! Of course, I am my man! I've missed you."
I did give him a warm hug.
It was true, Jimmy was probably the only thing I was missing from home. Well, it was certain. I did not regret anything else.
He reciprocated the hug, being more handsy that I would have guessed.
I mean, the guy had practically his hands on my ass.
Unless I was totally misinterpreted signs and had gone way too perverted. This was a reasonable possibility at this point.
"I miss you, dude! I mean, work's been hell."
"Oh damn, sorry to hear that. Mike Porter is a pain in the ass?"
"And his old man too! They're freaking out since they've lost Nick and you. Well, since they've lost you. Getting rid of Nick was probably a smart choice."
"Haven't they found anyone to replace me? Still?"
"Nah... They tried but the guys nowadays don't want to work. You know the drill."
"And they're making you pay for it..."
"Worse! Mike has to do the actual work. He's going mad and he's driving the rest of us even madder. To be honest, I've not been the most motivated employee lately. It's so fucking dull..."
I felt bad for the guy, like I had abandoned him.
"Bro, I'm sorry."
"You don't have to be. You were right to get the fuck out. When I'm coming here, like, the weather, the hot girls on the beach... Dang, you guys are really doing it, living the dream."
"Jimmy, we'd love you to join us!" Logan said enthusiastically.
I was expecting another:
"You know your cousin would never let me do it."; or: "There's no way I could do that to Dorie"; or: "I'm not a freak like Bruce, shoving dildos up my ass."
But this is not what Jimmy said.
At all.
Instead, he said:
"Yeah, well, I'm considering it..."
"WHAT?!"
I almost threw my bottle of beer away.
I had already hit him with a dildo, thankfully, I managed to control my emotions this time around.
"Relax, I've just said considering."
"That's already a big change from a hard no! What you saw earlier in my bedroom gave you some ideas?"
I could make fun of him, right?
"Gosh no, it really made me rethink the reason I came here if I'm being real."
"Wait... So you did come here for... Like, for shooting content?"
"I don't know, to learn how things actually were when you were doing FansVips full time. I suppose I wanted to see it for myself."
"That's interesting." Logan commented on the side.
He was loving this.
I was very excited that Jimmy could join us in this crazy adventure too, but something about the way he was going about it was making me unsure.
I knew him too well.
"You're sure you're all right, man?" I asked seriously.
"Should I be honest?"
"Of course, you can tell us anything! You know that, bro!"
"Well, things have not been so easy lately. Dorie's been laid off work. It's getting really tough with the mortgage; we had to use the money we had put aside for the kids. Ya know, if they ever go to college. And they're smart. They should go!"
"Shit. I didn't know about that! Why didn't Dory say anything? I'm family!" Logan reacted.
"I don't know... She's been weird about it, and about our money problems."
"Okay. Well, if it's just about money, don't worry. I have some!" I exclaimed.
"Good for you..."
"No, I mean. I can help you out. I'd be happy to do so."
It was such a great feeling to think money was no longer an issue for me and I was genuinely ready to do that for Jimmy.
"I don't want charity."
"What are you talking about charity, dumbass? We make way too much money and frankly, we've talked about it jokingly before, but we, would have never done that without you. For real! You were there when I created my TikTok, you were the one telling me about the viral video actually! I met Logan thanks to you. Dude, we owe it all partly to you."
"He's right! And I'm not gonna leave Dorie and the kids struggling, whether she likes it or not." Logan insisted.
"Guys, I'm not gonna take your money. I know how hard you've been working on this shit to make this a success. I could no longer look at myself in the mirror. And Dorie is the same way!"
"Then, what can we do for you?"
"Help me get to where you are!"
Logan gasped.
Jimmy immediately back-tracked.
"Hold on, to some extent of course! I'll never do any ass stuff to start with. Let's be clear on that one."
I burst out laughing.
"The same old tale, all over again."
"I mean, I assume that some of your... hmm... clients? Fans? How do you call them?"
"Any way they want to be called." I spoke. "Bitch, slut, fans, subs..."
"Well, I assume some of your subs would be also interested in someone like me. No? If we can find a way to make this 100% discreet and anonymous, I guess I'd be down to... to do a few pictures or even videos."
I wanted to mock him a bit more but I could tell it was a huge step and a difficult thing for Jimmy to admit.
It takes some balls to sell your own body online.
That being said, he could have easily accepted our money so Jimmy really did have the choice.
I was mostly surprised his wife let him do that.
Logan too, apparently.
"And Dorie is fine with that? I'm not sure that I could do that behind her back, you know."
I was a bit annoyed at Logan for bringing that up but I guess that considering his position, he was right to do so.
Jimmy surprised me again and nodded yes.
"I'm not wrecking my marriage over this. We discussed it with Doreen and we both agreed, as long as this is anonymous and that no other woman is involved, she's okay."
"No woman involved, the buyers will like that one, trust me!"
I said, giving him a pat on the shoulder.
He smiled awkwardly.
"But damn, guys, this is nuts. I'm counting on you to go easy on me."
"I won't fuck your ass day one, don't worry. I had waited months before doing that to Nick."
"Whaaaat?!"
"I suppose this is the other big announcement of the day! I fucked Nick last week; the video will be released tonight actually."
"Good Lord, you guys are going full in then?"
"Yeap. I'm going full in, that's the word, very deep!"
"Don't scare him!" Logan cut me off, a large smile on his face.
"That explains why you wanted so bad to know what Nick was up tonight. You were just possessive of your boyfriend, that makes sense now Silver Fox." Jimmy hit back at me.
Well played, that shut me up.
"What are you willing to do, really?" Logan asked.
Jimmy shrugged his shoulders.
"I'm not sure. What are my options?"
Logan and I looked at each other and we started to list:
"Feet?"
"Armpits?"
"Cock?"
"Fucking your ass might be out of the question, but they will love to see your hole anyway!"
"A quick jerk off?"
"Some juicy cumshots?"
"Dominant roleplay?"
"Submissive roleplay!"
"Stripping, flexing, showing off..."
"Stroking session with a bro?"
"Handjob with a bro?"
"Sloppy blowjob?"
"That's enough! I get it. I... Okay, I... I mean anything before the blowjob seems feasible."
"Wanna stroke my dick?"
I could not help myself from messing up with him.
"Get over yourself, you'll stroke mine, idiot!"
He slapped my ass through the towel.
"Cannot wait!" I winked at him.
In all fairness, we had spent the largest part of our friendship horsing around in the locker-rooms, buck naked.
In that context, stroking each other's cock was not that far of a reach.
Frankly, it was almost odd that we had never done it before.
When I think about it, I was so fucking uptight and prude in my old life.
"But how could we do any of this shit discreetly? I don't want to open a FansVips. Weren't you making some money already before going, as we said, full in?"
"Obviously, you can start slow and then, expand only if you're comfortable with that." I explained.
"See, I don't need that much cash. Doreen is already getting interviewed for another position. We just need an extra-allowance, only for a couple of months."
"Sure, this is often how it goes with this business. You do it to get a bit of money and once you realize you can make third times your average salary in a single week, you stop... or you don't!" I teasingly said.
"Not everyone wants to become a pornstar." Jimmy told me back.
"This is where I think you're wrong, my friend." Logan intervened.
I nodded approvingly.
"Whatever. Are you ready to help me or not?"
"Of course, we are! You just have to set your own limits and I promise you, we'll find you buyers." I told him.
"Don't forget I'm the best manager in the biz!" Logan added.
Jimmy smiled.
"Okay... And about the discretion part? You think that's doable?"
"I heard about a guy who was being called the Masked Hunk, he was super popular on the platform and made tons of money." Logan explained.
"Does this really work? A guy with a mask?"
"Yeah, if you have the body and the cock to compensate. That dude had made a whole superhero persona about it."
"That's interesting. Can I see his page?"
Logan's face changed.
"Not really. He turned out to be a psycho and I think he's on prison for attempting to murder someone in a gay club, that's a whole other story. Ralph is the one who told me about it." Logan specified for me.
The ex-con must have known a thing or two about attempting murder I thought.
"What an example to follow..." Jimmy muttered.
"The idea is still good." I spoke.
"Using a mask as a superhero?"
"The superhero theme has been overdone but I'm sure we can find something."
"Like what?"
"Just let me think..."
Logan seemed to come up short but suddenly, I had the best idea.
"I KNOW!"
"What?"
"Wait a second!"
I ran to my room. I was not sure where I had put that thing but I was certain I had kept it aside in my stuff.
It must have been there, somewhere!
I thought it might be useful for a roleplay or something.
I checked the first dressing and here it was: the pink balaclava I had won during a drunk night at a gay club.
"What are you doing, man?"
"Don't tell me you're sticking another toy in your hole!"
The guys were shouting at me, having a laugh.
I returned to them holding the hood in the air like a prize.
"Here it is! Your anonymity, Jim!"
"Oh wow, that might actually work!" Logan grabbed the piece of cloth.
"You think? This purple thing?"
"It's pink first of all."
"You could be a burglar."
"The Pink Burglar!" I exclaimed.
And there it was decided, it was the perfect tool to hide his entire face.
Jimmy would be unrecognizable... and sexy!
My friend held the hood for itself, getting used to his new role.
He looked at us, he had this naughty spark in his eyes. The one I had noticed a few times before... The glance which had made me think that Jimmy would be great for this kind of (naughty) games.
"So... What's the plan?"
I loved the smirk on his face.
As per usual, in the following afternoon, it was Logan who came up with the comprehensive plan, Jimmy and I only added a few inputs on the content we could actually shoot.
A part of me was weirded out to think that I might do anything remotely sexual with my best buddy of ten years.
Another, - and a much larger part -, was very excited by the prospect!
Chapter 22: The Birth of the Pink Burglar (Part 1)
I was totally fine with Logan and Nick knowing how freaky I could get, but being caught, a large dildo buried deep in my ass, by my oldest friend was an adjustment.
It was something to process for me, just like it was for Jimmy.
The fact that I had expelled said dildo straight into his stunned face did not help making the moment less awkward either.
"FUCKING HELL, BRUCE?!"
Way to descend from my first anal orgasm!
Did I mention that I was also drenched with my own cum?
"What... I... What's happening?" I blurted out, in shock.
"Jimmy told me he was coming to California this week-end and I thought it would be cool to surprise you." Logan explained, staring at my gaping asshole.
"That was for sure a surprise!" Nick joked.
"Wait... Guys, I... Let me... I..."
I was at a loss for words while Jimmy had turned speechless.
Logan intervened again pointing at my laptop.
"Shit. You're live? There's someone here?"
My client, Franck, was looking at the scene from the other side of the world.
That was so unprofessional of me; At the same time, Franck did not seem to mind.
He had a large smile on his face.
"Of course, there's someone watching! I was live. That's why I was... Whatever, I'm sorry Franck, I..."
"Thanks for the show, Silver Fox. A ten out of ten."
He really was an odd guy, taking this interruption so casually while I was crumbling down behind my camera.
"You... You're welcome... I'll make up to you. Bye."
I closed my laptop a bit harshly.
This was so fucking cringy.
"Are you okay, Jim, you need a second to breathe?" Logan mocked him.
The poor guy.
He had seen some of our videos and he knew about the filth we were up to, but stumbling on your best bro covered in sperm and a dildo shoved in his ass was a whole other story.
His eyes were fixated on the sex-toy on the floor.
"You could have asked before borrowing these." Nick told me, looking at the collection of dildos and plugs spread out on my bed.
I could not tell if he was serious or not.
That was the issue with Nick, I never knew what he was truly thinking.
"It was an emergency." I replied with a faint smile, going back to my senses.
Jimmy was still dead-silent.
I could not look at him in the eyes.
"An emergency, sure. Your ass needed some filling ASAP!" Logan, on the other hand, was hysterical.
Good for him. At least, someone was having fun!
I put my hand on my chest and only then, I realized how sticky it was.
Thinking of which, I also had cum dripping on my nose and lower lips.
The last volleys of my ejaculation had been very powerful, I had shot myself in the eyes.
"Let me just hop in the shower, okay?" I eventually told them.
"Come on Jimmy, get over yourself, we've all showered together at the gym. It's not like you haven't see him naked!"
Logan had a point but Jimmy was reacting as if he had just seen a ghost.
"I... I just wasn't expecting that when you told me we would surprise him." He blurted out.
I stood up, stark naked of course, still dripping with cum, but the three of them were blocking the doorway and preventing me from walking to the bathroom.
"Relax, man. That's just me doing my job. I'm glad to see you."
I was cooling off and thinking that we could de-dramatize this silly incident.
I even made a gesture for a welcoming hug.
"Just get a shower, we'll hug later." Jimmy replied with a slight grin.
"Then get out of my freaking way guys!"
I started to run towards them pretending that I was going to smear my body against theirs, they finally moved away and I rushed in the shower.
I took my time in there.
The hard dildo-fucking, Jimmy bursting into the room, Nick probably realizing I could be a bottom, and more importantly, me... Liking it so damn much.
There were many thoughts polluting my brain.
Why was I over-thinking everything suddenly?
Jim was my best buddy; he had seen much more of me on the Internet.
Logan was right: Who fucking cared?
I joined them ten minutes later, a towel wrapped around my waist.
I was naked, yes, but at the very least, I did not have anything up my ass and I was no longer drenched in my own semen.
"Got over your emotions?" I asked Jimmy.
He was drinking a beer.
"Yes, asshole! Literally... Asshole!" He laughed.
Phew. We were good. It was just the initial shock.
"A beer?" Logan proposed.
"Sure! Where's Nick?"
"He had to leave. He's seeing his friend Matt."
"Matt?"
Jimmy and Logan exchanged a knowing look.
Shit. I wondered if they had discussed about my weird attraction (and obsession) towards Nick.
"He never mentioned him? I feel like he's talking about him all the time." Logan told me while handing me a beer.
"Not to me... Is he a content creator?"
"Yes, but it's not what you think. Matt is a big Youtuber, like a proper celeb. He doesn't do porn."
Now, his name kind of ringed a bell.
"Is he gay?" I asked, knowing for sure that I was being too noisy but unable to prevent myself.
"Very."
"Wait, Bruce, are you freaking jealous of a 20 years-old fuckboy?" Jimmy asked, snapping me back to reality.
"Of course not. I'm just worried about Nick. This city is full of vices."
"You don't say!"
Ouch.
"Touché... I guess I am to talk. What are you doing here anyway?"
"Wow, aren't you happy to see me?"
I felt bad about my reaction so far, well, all of my reactions.
"Argh! Of course, I am my man! I've missed you."
I did give him a warm hug.
It was true, Jimmy was probably the only thing I was missing from home. Well, it was certain. I did not regret anything else.
He reciprocated the hug, being more handsy that I would have guessed.
I mean, the guy had practically his hands on my ass.
Unless I was totally misinterpreted signs and had gone way too perverted. This was a reasonable possibility at this point.
"I miss you, dude! I mean, work's been hell."
"Oh damn, sorry to hear that. Mike Porter is a pain in the ass?"
"And his old man too! They're freaking out since they've lost Nick and you. Well, since they've lost you. Getting rid of Nick was probably a smart choice."
"Haven't they found anyone to replace me? Still?"
"Nah... They tried but the guys nowadays don't want to work. You know the drill."
"And they're making you pay for it..."
"Worse! Mike has to do the actual work. He's going mad and he's driving the rest of us even madder. To be honest, I've not been the most motivated employee lately. It's so fucking dull..."
I felt bad for the guy, like I had abandoned him.
"Bro, I'm sorry."
"You don't have to be. You were right to get the fuck out. When I'm coming here, like, the weather, the hot girls on the beach... Dang, you guys are really doing it, living the dream."
"Jimmy, we'd love you to join us!" Logan said enthusiastically.
I was expecting another:
"You know your cousin would never let me do it."; or: "There's no way I could do that to Dorie"; or: "I'm not a freak like Bruce, shoving dildos up my ass."
But this is not what Jimmy said.
At all.
Instead, he said:
"Yeah, well, I'm considering it..."
"WHAT?!"
I almost threw my bottle of beer away.
I had already hit him with a dildo, thankfully, I managed to control my emotions this time around.
"Relax, I've just said considering."
"That's already a big change from a hard no! What you saw earlier in my bedroom gave you some ideas?"
I could make fun of him, right?
"Gosh no, it really made me rethink the reason I came here if I'm being real."
"Wait... So you did come here for... Like, for shooting content?"
"I don't know, to learn how things actually were when you were doing FansVips full time. I suppose I wanted to see it for myself."
"That's interesting." Logan commented on the side.
He was loving this.
I was very excited that Jimmy could join us in this crazy adventure too, but something about the way he was going about it was making me unsure.
I knew him too well.
"You're sure you're all right, man?" I asked seriously.
"Should I be honest?"
"Of course, you can tell us anything! You know that, bro!"
"Well, things have not been so easy lately. Dorie's been laid off work. It's getting really tough with the mortgage; we had to use the money we had put aside for the kids. Ya know, if they ever go to college. And they're smart. They should go!"
"Shit. I didn't know about that! Why didn't Dory say anything? I'm family!" Logan reacted.
"I don't know... She's been weird about it, and about our money problems."
"Okay. Well, if it's just about money, don't worry. I have some!" I exclaimed.
"Good for you..."
"No, I mean. I can help you out. I'd be happy to do so."
It was such a great feeling to think money was no longer an issue for me and I was genuinely ready to do that for Jimmy.
"I don't want charity."
"What are you talking about charity, dumbass? We make way too much money and frankly, we've talked about it jokingly before, but we, would have never done that without you. For real! You were there when I created my TikTok, you were the one telling me about the viral video actually! I met Logan thanks to you. Dude, we owe it all partly to you."
"He's right! And I'm not gonna leave Dorie and the kids struggling, whether she likes it or not." Logan insisted.
"Guys, I'm not gonna take your money. I know how hard you've been working on this shit to make this a success. I could no longer look at myself in the mirror. And Dorie is the same way!"
"Then, what can we do for you?"
"Help me get to where you are!"
Logan gasped.
Jimmy immediately back-tracked.
"Hold on, to some extent of course! I'll never do any ass stuff to start with. Let's be clear on that one."
I burst out laughing.
"The same old tale, all over again."
"I mean, I assume that some of your... hmm... clients? Fans? How do you call them?"
"Any way they want to be called." I spoke. "Bitch, slut, fans, subs..."
"Well, I assume some of your subs would be also interested in someone like me. No? If we can find a way to make this 100% discreet and anonymous, I guess I'd be down to... to do a few pictures or even videos."
I wanted to mock him a bit more but I could tell it was a huge step and a difficult thing for Jimmy to admit.
It takes some balls to sell your own body online.
That being said, he could have easily accepted our money so Jimmy really did have the choice.
I was mostly surprised his wife let him do that.
Logan too, apparently.
"And Dorie is fine with that? I'm not sure that I could do that behind her back, you know."
I was a bit annoyed at Logan for bringing that up but I guess that considering his position, he was right to do so.
Jimmy surprised me again and nodded yes.
"I'm not wrecking my marriage over this. We discussed it with Doreen and we both agreed, as long as this is anonymous and that no other woman is involved, she's okay."
"No woman involved, the buyers will like that one, trust me!"
I said, giving him a pat on the shoulder.
He smiled awkwardly.
"But damn, guys, this is nuts. I'm counting on you to go easy on me."
"I won't fuck your ass day one, don't worry. I had waited months before doing that to Nick."
"Whaaaat?!"
"I suppose this is the other big announcement of the day! I fucked Nick last week; the video will be released tonight actually."
"Good Lord, you guys are going full in then?"
"Yeap. I'm going full in, that's the word, very deep!"
"Don't scare him!" Logan cut me off, a large smile on his face.
"That explains why you wanted so bad to know what Nick was up tonight. You were just possessive of your boyfriend, that makes sense now Silver Fox." Jimmy hit back at me.
Well played, that shut me up.
"What are you willing to do, really?" Logan asked.
Jimmy shrugged his shoulders.
"I'm not sure. What are my options?"
Logan and I looked at each other and we started to list:
"Feet?"
"Armpits?"
"Cock?"
"Fucking your ass might be out of the question, but they will love to see your hole anyway!"
"A quick jerk off?"
"Some juicy cumshots?"
"Dominant roleplay?"
"Submissive roleplay!"
"Stripping, flexing, showing off..."
"Stroking session with a bro?"
"Handjob with a bro?"
"Sloppy blowjob?"
"That's enough! I get it. I... Okay, I... I mean anything before the blowjob seems feasible."
"Wanna stroke my dick?"
I could not help myself from messing up with him.
"Get over yourself, you'll stroke mine, idiot!"
He slapped my ass through the towel.
"Cannot wait!" I winked at him.
In all fairness, we had spent the largest part of our friendship horsing around in the locker-rooms, buck naked.
In that context, stroking each other's cock was not that far of a reach.
Frankly, it was almost odd that we had never done it before.
When I think about it, I was so fucking uptight and prude in my old life.
"But how could we do any of this shit discreetly? I don't want to open a FansVips. Weren't you making some money already before going, as we said, full in?"
"Obviously, you can start slow and then, expand only if you're comfortable with that." I explained.
"See, I don't need that much cash. Doreen is already getting interviewed for another position. We just need an extra-allowance, only for a couple of months."
"Sure, this is often how it goes with this business. You do it to get a bit of money and once you realize you can make third times your average salary in a single week, you stop... or you don't!" I teasingly said.
"Not everyone wants to become a pornstar." Jimmy told me back.
"This is where I think you're wrong, my friend." Logan intervened.
I nodded approvingly.
"Whatever. Are you ready to help me or not?"
"Of course, we are! You just have to set your own limits and I promise you, we'll find you buyers." I told him.
"Don't forget I'm the best manager in the biz!" Logan added.
Jimmy smiled.
"Okay... And about the discretion part? You think that's doable?"
"I heard about a guy who was being called the Masked Hunk, he was super popular on the platform and made tons of money." Logan explained.
"Does this really work? A guy with a mask?"
"Yeah, if you have the body and the cock to compensate. That dude had made a whole superhero persona about it."
"That's interesting. Can I see his page?"
Logan's face changed.
"Not really. He turned out to be a psycho and I think he's on prison for attempting to murder someone in a gay club, that's a whole other story. Ralph is the one who told me about it." Logan specified for me.
The ex-con must have known a thing or two about attempting murder I thought.
"What an example to follow..." Jimmy muttered.
"The idea is still good." I spoke.
"Using a mask as a superhero?"
"The superhero theme has been overdone but I'm sure we can find something."
"Like what?"
"Just let me think..."
Logan seemed to come up short but suddenly, I had the best idea.
"I KNOW!"
"What?"
"Wait a second!"
I ran to my room. I was not sure where I had put that thing but I was certain I had kept it aside in my stuff.
It must have been there, somewhere!
I thought it might be useful for a roleplay or something.
I checked the first dressing and here it was: the pink balaclava I had won during a drunk night at a gay club.
"What are you doing, man?"
"Don't tell me you're sticking another toy in your hole!"
The guys were shouting at me, having a laugh.
I returned to them holding the hood in the air like a prize.
"Here it is! Your anonymity, Jim!"
"Oh wow, that might actually work!" Logan grabbed the piece of cloth.
"You think? This purple thing?"
"It's pink first of all."
"You could be a burglar."
"The Pink Burglar!" I exclaimed.
And there it was decided, it was the perfect tool to hide his entire face.
Jimmy would be unrecognizable... and sexy!
My friend held the hood for itself, getting used to his new role.
He looked at us, he had this naughty spark in his eyes. The one I had noticed a few times before... The glance which had made me think that Jimmy would be great for this kind of (naughty) games.
"So... What's the plan?"
I loved the smirk on his face.
As per usual, in the following afternoon, it was Logan who came up with the comprehensive plan, Jimmy and I only added a few inputs on the content we could actually shoot.
A part of me was weirded out to think that I might do anything remotely sexual with my best buddy of ten years.
Another, - and a much larger part -, was very excited by the prospect!
Chapter 22: The Birth of the Pink Burglar (Part 2)
The idea was rather simple: filming a couple videos with Jimmy while he was in Los Angeles to introduce him to my fans, and then, encourage my subscribers to contact him for customized solo content he would film back in Kansas.
The only question was, how far should we go for the first appearance of the Pink Burglar online?
First of all, we organized a photo-shoot in our very own studio.
It seemed perfect for Jimmy to ease his way into this and it would give him materials for the future.
To be clear and despite his initial qualms, my best friend was not shy about showing off the big muscles he had spent years developing at the gym.
He was always the first one to go shirtless and to flex his massive biceps to anyone interested. It was to the point where he could be annoying.
If Jimmy had not been married, I bet he would have been the first one to display his (large) anatomy on the Internet.
"What do I do? Do I just strip?"
Logan was adjusting the settings of the camera.
"Yes, basically. Honestly, do whatever you feel okay with."
Jimmy looked at me and he pulled his tank top off.
"Let's go then!"
I mentioned this before and I will say this again, out of the four of us, Jimmy was without a doubt the sexiest and I knew for sure he would be an instant hit.
He had carefully worked every muscle on his body, from the trapezius to his pecs, from his back to his abs, from his thighs to his ass, from his shoulders to his v-lines.
He was also slightly hairy, just the way the people like it.
And because he was working outside, he was also sporting a very nice tan, complementing his stunning body.
Too bad the fans would not get to see his handsome model face.
Did I just call him handsome? Yes, I did. I can own up to that, he truly was a good-looking lad.
The first snaps were taken as he was still in his jeans, and still showing his face.
"We won't post that anywhere, right?"
"No, we won't, but look at you. Those shots are pretty amazing."
Jimmy checked the preview on the camera and I could tell he was very happy with himself.
To be fair, he was not really the humble type.
"Damn! I look GOOOOOD!"
See, not the humble type.
We laughed and that helped him relax.
Before moving on though, he did put the stupid pink hood on.
Only his eyes were visible through that thing, even his neck was covered.
It was all together ridiculous, sexy, funny and outrageous.
Now that his face was covered though, Jimmy was even more shameless.
He asked for Logan to film him as he removed his jeans like a stripper.
When I am telling that the man was made for this shit, I am not kidding. He did the lasso with his belt, he threw his shoes in the air, he thought of removing his black socks quickly to display his feet.
Only his boring pair of long washed-out underwear was a let-down as it barely allowed to showcase his bulge, - which I knew to be impressive.
Hopefully, he would not keep it on for long.
Wait. Did I just say I was hopeful he would undress quickly? Dang, I am not sure I can own up to that one.
On the shooting, I was mostly responsible for spraying oil on Jimmy's body which made both of us giggle like teenager multiple times.
Logan knew exactly what he was doing as we found out later, he had snapped us during those outtakes and those were certainly the best pictures we shot that day.
Nothing beats authenticity, right?
For the underwear, I suggested to Jimmy to go through a box of sexy undies I had been offered by a brand wanting me to promote their products.
By the way, this was another angle of revenue making Logan and I wanted to pursue in the following months.
Some brands of sex toys, underwear, oils, and even more mainstream products, wanted to work with me.
Silver Fox, the twink-fucker, the cock-sucker, and the influencer!
Anyway, because of that, I had hundreds of naughty pair of underwear I had not even gone through.
I let Jimmy all freedom to choose what he wanted to wear, wondering if he would dare to go for a thong or a jockstrap.
He came back wearing none of the above, - which was a shame -, but I could not criticise his choice as it was fully making sense with his new "persona".
He was wearing a pink pair of boxer briefs with a special pouch to enhance his massive bulge.
Much better than the dull pair of pants he was wearing earlier in any case.
The shoot continued until it was time for even the briefs to come off.
It is quite crazy to think that I had spent years showering and changing alongside Jimmy without any second thought, but now that my mind was opened to the possibility of something happening, I was getting hard seeing him play with the waistband of his boxers.
At times, it even felt like he was teasing me personally.
Of course, he was not really. He could not have been....
Damn it. I was truly becoming sex-crazy!
And all this time, I was still only in my towel. So, believe me, the growing hard-on showed.
It was quite the contrast with Jimmy who, when he revealed his dangling uncut cock to the camera, was large but flaccid.
He was not where I was yet.
And maybe he would never be.
That being said, he was having fun and I guess this was what mattered the most. That would be easy money for him.
How long would he stay with the Porters once he would realize his full potential? That was a question for another day.
I gave him a towel to cover himself after the photo-shoot as we discussed the content, we wanted to record next.
I did not want to push him too hard so Jimmy was the one taking the lead and Logan and I were just helping him with the details.
All joke aside, having Jimmy comfortable was the most important part, for him, but also, more practically for the quality of the video.
I had always followed my instincts, desires and kinks, and the audience had praised me for it.
Anything remotely forced does not work.
"I could rub one out. I don't care about that. Give me a good porn and I'll bust a nut. Actually, it's been a while, should be a nice one!"
"You dog! Should I leave up to it?" I asked.
"What are you talking about, Bruce? You're coming with me, right? I mean, literally. We cum together?"
"I... I wasn't sure you were..."
"If it was just about filming on my own, I could have done that from Kansas. I came here to meet the real Silver Fox!"
I was only starting to make sense of Jimmy's thought process.
It is not that he had been so shock to see me in the middle of the live-show that morning; It was probably more that he knew what he wanted from his trip and that he had been confronted to the reality of his project in a very direct way.
Literally, in his face.
That must have made him re-think a lot.
"Well, I hope you're ready for some sparks then!" I replied, letting go of my towel to expose my semi-hard cock.
The message was clear... and it was well-received.
Five minutes later, we were sitting side by side on the couch, naked as the day we were born and ready to watch a porn movie.
I personally did not need it to get real hard and cum buckets (for the second time that day) but anything to make my old bud comfortable!
Jimmy chose the movie and he went for a lesbian scene.
I bet he was trying to reassure himself or to show me how straight he really was.
Eh, that made me smile.
I thought about how hard I had tried to ignore my homosexual urges when this whole thing had started.
Whatever, I could not complain, the two babes on the screen were smoking hot and I would have gladly lied in the middle of that pussies and titties' sandwich.
God bless the lesbians, the clip made both our cocks hard and leaking.
First time I was seeing Jimmy at full mast; I was not disappointed one bit. Slightly less thick than my own rod, slightly smaller too, but a juicy seven-point-five-inch uncut cock nevertheless.
One meaty and veiny bone.
But the real stars of the show were without a doubt his huge balls.
I mean, I had already noticed they were big before, but offered like this, fully on display, his nuts looked simply humongous.
Appetizing.
Wait, did I really think that?
I did!
"Nice dick, bro." He told me with a wink.
"Nice set of balls, bro." I replied to Jimmy, or rather, to the Pink Burglar, putting a hand on his thigh.
I think his outfit helped liberate him but it also helped me see him as something else than my best buddy.
I started commenting on the film we were watching and dirty talking.
Unfortunately, either because of the camera's anxiety or just because he did not wish to be recognized, Jimmy was not talking a lot.
When he grabbed my own dick though, I knew we were up for a good time!
His stroking was firm and virile, I return the favour by holding his stiffed dick.
He was trimming his pubes and most of his junks.
I wondered if he was doing this all the time or if he had made a particular effort for his trip.
I played with his (once again, humongous) balls for a bit and that made him giggle with a high-pitched voice.
He sounded like a girl honestly.
So much masculinity for a naughty burglar!
I went back to his shaft and I allowed myself to spit a huge chunk of saliva right on his cockhead to ease my hand-job.
He was awkward with my boner sometimes, - meaning that he did not always know exactly what to do with it -, but that made the moment even more exciting in a way.
I was his first and it was a great feeling all in itself.
I probably should not have but I wished this would not end there and this try-out would lead to much bigger (and naughtier) adventures.
"Hmmm... Hmmm... Yeah..." His moaning became louder after a while.
Thank God, he also sounded more manly.
His dick was throbbing in my hand.
The women were making out on the screen while fingering each other out.
He seemed to like that a lot, he barely never looked away from the screen. Maybe he was too intimated to stare right at my fat cock leaking on his fingers.
Logan moved around us but attempted to be as discreet as possible. He knew how to do his job.
I was using one hand to jerk my bro off, so I used the other to slightly caress my own nipples.
For the viewer, it would certainly not be one of my best scenes, but they would discover a brand-new talent and that was all which mattered that day.
For me though, it was a surreal experience.
I knew who was breathing underneath the mask, I knew I was stroking the cock of a married man, of my best friend.
Now that I had been turned to the "other side", it was like I wanted to turn him too.
I knew how great it was when you started opening up to fooling around with men. Jimmy had been missing on so much!
I bent over to suck his dick, - it was not planned but I could not resist -, however, he stopped me.
"Not now..." He whispered.
I smiled.
Just like Nick and his sweet ass.
It was simply not the right time. I was fine with that. Maybe later then...
Jimmy was not weirded out too much because he began to play with my nipples as well, probably as a way to show that he was still up for some action.
Once again, I returned the favour and started to play with his male tits as well.
"Aaaah..."
Instant reaction, he enjoyed that a lot. I felt his cock twitching in my right hand just as if I had turned on a command.
He was close to nut and so was I.
Logan who was a professional could tell and he got the camera much closer to our crotches.
"You're all right, man?" I asked Jim.
"Yeah... I... I need to finish myself." He muttered.
I let go of his dick so he could make himself cum.
He had told me he would need to stroke his own cock to completion.
That being said, he did not need to tell me that he was ready, his toes cramping were all the indications I needed.
I used his precum remaining on my fingers to lube my own dick and I beat myself furiously as I wanted to explode on cue, right when he would cum.
"Let's make this a freaking firework!"
I could not see Jimmy smile but I could feel it.
He was as naughty as I was, he simply did not know it yet.
And oh boy, if there was a firework that day!
I had jizzed a few hours before but I still managed to shoot thick ropes of fresh cum, but it was nothing compared to the Pink Burglar's first cum-shot caught on camera.
He must have been prepping for this for days!
I thought I was a heavy cummer, but Jimmy was another level of massive cum spewer.
I had been dabbling in the X business for more than six months but I had never seen someone bust such huge loads.
There were friendly fires all over the place.
Jimmy showered himself, but I was massively hit everywhere, in the face, on the chest, even dripping on my dick mixing with my own cum, but our beloved director Logan was hit as well.
He kept filming with a volley of jizz flying up to his cheek.
You bet that he was not mad about it!
I swore he licked off the cum dripping on his face once he was done filming.
He would have been stupid not to taste it. I swallowed some myself and I can promise, it was a top-notch quality batch!
"Man?! Where is this coming from?" I said, right after Logan had said "CUT".
"What can I say? I always cum a whole lot. Dorie got used to it but I guess this can be surprising at first."
"A whole lot?! Dude, this was a freaking volcano in full eruption!"
"And apparently, your face was Pompei!"
He mocked me as thick droplets of cum were drooling all over my forehead, cheeks, and lips. I was covered in his spunk!
I had to laugh.
We fist-bumped each other and got into the shower, happy with our video.
In case you were wondering, we showered separately. We were not at that point. Not yet, at the very least.
Honestly, I was still shaken up by the amount of cum sprayed in the room and on our respective bodies.
Another proof that Jimmy had to join us on this FansVips project.
He could not deny his extra-large ejaculations to the world.
I could see him getting rich already and I had no doubt he would get a massive surge of fans right away.
Once we were done cleaning ourselves up, it was already time for dinner and Nick was coming back, all excited.
I did not ask how it had gone with Matt because I would rather not know.
The reason why he had come back home was because we had been announcing for about ten days the release our "BIGGEST VIDEO YET" at 9 PM, that very evening.
The whole Internet was already buzzing about it.
"Silver Fox and Wild Nick: their first sex-tape! No bullshit. No faking it. 40 minutes of raw sex, deep in Nick's virgin ass!"
Logan had obviously come up with the entire marketing strategy. The preview showed a frame of Nick's gaping hole, filled with my cum.
Not subtle, but damn efficient.
I tried to read Jimmy's mind as we were opening a bottle of champagne for the big release.
His two former co-workers taking the last leap as they were fucking together on camera for millions to see.
I showed him my latest stats and revenues. It would not hurt to help him make a decision regarding his future.
His jaw dropped as we were nearing the six figures number since we had moved to Los Angeles.
That was quite impressive in a single month.
"Guys, you really are superstars now. I mean, superstars doing porn... I mean, pornstars!"
"Pretty much, yes!"
I raised my glass and the boys cheered with me.
It was a great night and I was excited to see what would be coming next.
[To be continued - The complete story and many more stories on Patreon]
The idea was rather simple: filming a couple videos with Jimmy while he was in Los Angeles to introduce him to my fans, and then, encourage my subscribers to contact him for customized solo content he would film back in Kansas.
The only question was, how far should we go for the first appearance of the Pink Burglar online?
First of all, we organized a photo-shoot in our very own studio.
It seemed perfect for Jimmy to ease his way into this and it would give him materials for the future.
To be clear and despite his initial qualms, my best friend was not shy about showing off the big muscles he had spent years developing at the gym.
He was always the first one to go shirtless and to flex his massive biceps to anyone interested. It was to the point where he could be annoying.
If Jimmy had not been married, I bet he would have been the first one to display his (large) anatomy on the Internet.
"What do I do? Do I just strip?"
Logan was adjusting the settings of the camera.
"Yes, basically. Honestly, do whatever you feel okay with."
Jimmy looked at me and he pulled his tank top off.
"Let's go then!"
I mentioned this before and I will say this again, out of the four of us, Jimmy was without a doubt the sexiest and I knew for sure he would be an instant hit.
He had carefully worked every muscle on his body, from the trapezius to his pecs, from his back to his abs, from his thighs to his ass, from his shoulders to his v-lines.
He was also slightly hairy, just the way the people like it.
And because he was working outside, he was also sporting a very nice tan, complementing his stunning body.
Too bad the fans would not get to see his handsome model face.
Did I just call him handsome? Yes, I did. I can own up to that, he truly was a good-looking lad.
The first snaps were taken as he was still in his jeans, and still showing his face.
"We won't post that anywhere, right?"
"No, we won't, but look at you. Those shots are pretty amazing."
Jimmy checked the preview on the camera and I could tell he was very happy with himself.
To be fair, he was not really the humble type.
"Damn! I look GOOOOOD!"
See, not the humble type.
We laughed and that helped him relax.
Before moving on though, he did put the stupid pink hood on.
Only his eyes were visible through that thing, even his neck was covered.
It was all together ridiculous, sexy, funny and outrageous.
Now that his face was covered though, Jimmy was even more shameless.
He asked for Logan to film him as he removed his jeans like a stripper.
When I am telling that the man was made for this shit, I am not kidding. He did the lasso with his belt, he threw his shoes in the air, he thought of removing his black socks quickly to display his feet.
Only his boring pair of long washed-out underwear was a let-down as it barely allowed to showcase his bulge, - which I knew to be impressive.
Hopefully, he would not keep it on for long.
Wait. Did I just say I was hopeful he would undress quickly? Dang, I am not sure I can own up to that one.
On the shooting, I was mostly responsible for spraying oil on Jimmy's body which made both of us giggle like teenager multiple times.
Logan knew exactly what he was doing as we found out later, he had snapped us during those outtakes and those were certainly the best pictures we shot that day.
Nothing beats authenticity, right?
For the underwear, I suggested to Jimmy to go through a box of sexy undies I had been offered by a brand wanting me to promote their products.
By the way, this was another angle of revenue making Logan and I wanted to pursue in the following months.
Some brands of sex toys, underwear, oils, and even more mainstream products, wanted to work with me.
Silver Fox, the twink-fucker, the cock-sucker, and the influencer!
Anyway, because of that, I had hundreds of naughty pair of underwear I had not even gone through.
I let Jimmy all freedom to choose what he wanted to wear, wondering if he would dare to go for a thong or a jockstrap.
He came back wearing none of the above, - which was a shame -, but I could not criticise his choice as it was fully making sense with his new "persona".
He was wearing a pink pair of boxer briefs with a special pouch to enhance his massive bulge.
Much better than the dull pair of pants he was wearing earlier in any case.
The shoot continued until it was time for even the briefs to come off.
It is quite crazy to think that I had spent years showering and changing alongside Jimmy without any second thought, but now that my mind was opened to the possibility of something happening, I was getting hard seeing him play with the waistband of his boxers.
At times, it even felt like he was teasing me personally.
Of course, he was not really. He could not have been....
Damn it. I was truly becoming sex-crazy!
And all this time, I was still only in my towel. So, believe me, the growing hard-on showed.
It was quite the contrast with Jimmy who, when he revealed his dangling uncut cock to the camera, was large but flaccid.
He was not where I was yet.
And maybe he would never be.
That being said, he was having fun and I guess this was what mattered the most. That would be easy money for him.
How long would he stay with the Porters once he would realize his full potential? That was a question for another day.
I gave him a towel to cover himself after the photo-shoot as we discussed the content, we wanted to record next.
I did not want to push him too hard so Jimmy was the one taking the lead and Logan and I were just helping him with the details.
All joke aside, having Jimmy comfortable was the most important part, for him, but also, more practically for the quality of the video.
I had always followed my instincts, desires and kinks, and the audience had praised me for it.
Anything remotely forced does not work.
"I could rub one out. I don't care about that. Give me a good porn and I'll bust a nut. Actually, it's been a while, should be a nice one!"
"You dog! Should I leave up to it?" I asked.
"What are you talking about, Bruce? You're coming with me, right? I mean, literally. We cum together?"
"I... I wasn't sure you were..."
"If it was just about filming on my own, I could have done that from Kansas. I came here to meet the real Silver Fox!"
I was only starting to make sense of Jimmy's thought process.
It is not that he had been so shock to see me in the middle of the live-show that morning; It was probably more that he knew what he wanted from his trip and that he had been confronted to the reality of his project in a very direct way.
Literally, in his face.
That must have made him re-think a lot.
"Well, I hope you're ready for some sparks then!" I replied, letting go of my towel to expose my semi-hard cock.
The message was clear... and it was well-received.
Five minutes later, we were sitting side by side on the couch, naked as the day we were born and ready to watch a porn movie.
I personally did not need it to get real hard and cum buckets (for the second time that day) but anything to make my old bud comfortable!
Jimmy chose the movie and he went for a lesbian scene.
I bet he was trying to reassure himself or to show me how straight he really was.
Eh, that made me smile.
I thought about how hard I had tried to ignore my homosexual urges when this whole thing had started.
Whatever, I could not complain, the two babes on the screen were smoking hot and I would have gladly lied in the middle of that pussies and titties' sandwich.
God bless the lesbians, the clip made both our cocks hard and leaking.
First time I was seeing Jimmy at full mast; I was not disappointed one bit. Slightly less thick than my own rod, slightly smaller too, but a juicy seven-point-five-inch uncut cock nevertheless.
One meaty and veiny bone.
But the real stars of the show were without a doubt his huge balls.
I mean, I had already noticed they were big before, but offered like this, fully on display, his nuts looked simply humongous.
Appetizing.
Wait, did I really think that?
I did!
"Nice dick, bro." He told me with a wink.
"Nice set of balls, bro." I replied to Jimmy, or rather, to the Pink Burglar, putting a hand on his thigh.
I think his outfit helped liberate him but it also helped me see him as something else than my best buddy.
I started commenting on the film we were watching and dirty talking.
Unfortunately, either because of the camera's anxiety or just because he did not wish to be recognized, Jimmy was not talking a lot.
When he grabbed my own dick though, I knew we were up for a good time!
His stroking was firm and virile, I return the favour by holding his stiffed dick.
He was trimming his pubes and most of his junks.
I wondered if he was doing this all the time or if he had made a particular effort for his trip.
I played with his (once again, humongous) balls for a bit and that made him giggle with a high-pitched voice.
He sounded like a girl honestly.
So much masculinity for a naughty burglar!
I went back to his shaft and I allowed myself to spit a huge chunk of saliva right on his cockhead to ease my hand-job.
He was awkward with my boner sometimes, - meaning that he did not always know exactly what to do with it -, but that made the moment even more exciting in a way.
I was his first and it was a great feeling all in itself.
I probably should not have but I wished this would not end there and this try-out would lead to much bigger (and naughtier) adventures.
"Hmmm... Hmmm... Yeah..." His moaning became louder after a while.
Thank God, he also sounded more manly.
His dick was throbbing in my hand.
The women were making out on the screen while fingering each other out.
He seemed to like that a lot, he barely never looked away from the screen. Maybe he was too intimated to stare right at my fat cock leaking on his fingers.
Logan moved around us but attempted to be as discreet as possible. He knew how to do his job.
I was using one hand to jerk my bro off, so I used the other to slightly caress my own nipples.
For the viewer, it would certainly not be one of my best scenes, but they would discover a brand-new talent and that was all which mattered that day.
For me though, it was a surreal experience.
I knew who was breathing underneath the mask, I knew I was stroking the cock of a married man, of my best friend.
Now that I had been turned to the "other side", it was like I wanted to turn him too.
I knew how great it was when you started opening up to fooling around with men. Jimmy had been missing on so much!
I bent over to suck his dick, - it was not planned but I could not resist -, however, he stopped me.
"Not now..." He whispered.
I smiled.
Just like Nick and his sweet ass.
It was simply not the right time. I was fine with that. Maybe later then...
Jimmy was not weirded out too much because he began to play with my nipples as well, probably as a way to show that he was still up for some action.
Once again, I returned the favour and started to play with his male tits as well.
"Aaaah..."
Instant reaction, he enjoyed that a lot. I felt his cock twitching in my right hand just as if I had turned on a command.
He was close to nut and so was I.
Logan who was a professional could tell and he got the camera much closer to our crotches.
"You're all right, man?" I asked Jim.
"Yeah... I... I need to finish myself." He muttered.
I let go of his dick so he could make himself cum.
He had told me he would need to stroke his own cock to completion.
That being said, he did not need to tell me that he was ready, his toes cramping were all the indications I needed.
I used his precum remaining on my fingers to lube my own dick and I beat myself furiously as I wanted to explode on cue, right when he would cum.
"Let's make this a freaking firework!"
I could not see Jimmy smile but I could feel it.
He was as naughty as I was, he simply did not know it yet.
And oh boy, if there was a firework that day!
I had jizzed a few hours before but I still managed to shoot thick ropes of fresh cum, but it was nothing compared to the Pink Burglar's first cum-shot caught on camera.
He must have been prepping for this for days!
I thought I was a heavy cummer, but Jimmy was another level of massive cum spewer.
I had been dabbling in the X business for more than six months but I had never seen someone bust such huge loads.
There were friendly fires all over the place.
Jimmy showered himself, but I was massively hit everywhere, in the face, on the chest, even dripping on my dick mixing with my own cum, but our beloved director Logan was hit as well.
He kept filming with a volley of jizz flying up to his cheek.
You bet that he was not mad about it!
I swore he licked off the cum dripping on his face once he was done filming.
He would have been stupid not to taste it. I swallowed some myself and I can promise, it was a top-notch quality batch!
"Man?! Where is this coming from?" I said, right after Logan had said "CUT".
"What can I say? I always cum a whole lot. Dorie got used to it but I guess this can be surprising at first."
"A whole lot?! Dude, this was a freaking volcano in full eruption!"
"And apparently, your face was Pompei!"
He mocked me as thick droplets of cum were drooling all over my forehead, cheeks, and lips. I was covered in his spunk!
I had to laugh.
We fist-bumped each other and got into the shower, happy with our video.
In case you were wondering, we showered separately. We were not at that point. Not yet, at the very least.
Honestly, I was still shaken up by the amount of cum sprayed in the room and on our respective bodies.
Another proof that Jimmy had to join us on this FansVips project.
He could not deny his extra-large ejaculations to the world.
I could see him getting rich already and I had no doubt he would get a massive surge of fans right away.
Once we were done cleaning ourselves up, it was already time for dinner and Nick was coming back, all excited.
I did not ask how it had gone with Matt because I would rather not know.
The reason why he had come back home was because we had been announcing for about ten days the release our "BIGGEST VIDEO YET" at 9 PM, that very evening.
The whole Internet was already buzzing about it.
"Silver Fox and Wild Nick: their first sex-tape! No bullshit. No faking it. 40 minutes of raw sex, deep in Nick's virgin ass!"
Logan had obviously come up with the entire marketing strategy. The preview showed a frame of Nick's gaping hole, filled with my cum.
Not subtle, but damn efficient.
I tried to read Jimmy's mind as we were opening a bottle of champagne for the big release.
His two former co-workers taking the last leap as they were fucking together on camera for millions to see.
I showed him my latest stats and revenues. It would not hurt to help him make a decision regarding his future.
His jaw dropped as we were nearing the six figures number since we had moved to Los Angeles.
That was quite impressive in a single month.
"Guys, you really are superstars now. I mean, superstars doing porn... I mean, pornstars!"
"Pretty much, yes!"
I raised my glass and the boys cheered with me.
It was a great night and I was excited to see what would be coming next.
[To be continued - The complete story and many more stories on Patreon]
Another awesome Chapter--Glad to see Jimmy return
Excellent writing---great story in this Chapter---really nice addition.
That "Not yet" from Jimmy holds so much promise! I'm so glad to see him back in the story!
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SILVER FOX
Chapter 23: Daily Life of a Pornstar (Part 1)
We filmed a couple more videos with Jimmy before he had to leave the following Sunday night.
On the first clip, Nick and I were roleplaying the parts of construction workers being "kidnapped" by the Pink Burglar who was making us do all kind of sexual acts.
That was a lot of fun!
Jimmy had to talk for the sake of the roleplay and it was hilarious to hear his character's deep and very unnatural voice.
He was trying, but not succeeding, to sound like Batman.
We had to redo the intro a bunch of times before really getting into the scene, proving once again that I was not made for scripted erotic content.
In the end, the shooting got gradually spicier and Jimmy got into it more than I thought he would.
He asked Nick and I to stroke and then to blow each other's dicks (which was part of the planned scenario), but he also asked Nick to shove a large dildo up my ass (which had definitely not been discussed beforehand).
I was more than fine with that plot twist though.
Jimmy had been on the first row to witness how much I had enjoyed fucking myself with a toy after all.
So there, I ended up experiencing my second anal orgasm on video.
In fact, it was even better than my first time since I did not have to do all the work of shoving the silicon dildo back-and- forth in my ass. Nick was in charge of hitting my prostate.
What did I have to complain about?
I was also treated with an amazing sloppy rimjob before Nick even started fucking my ass.
"Fucking", so to speak, of course. He never went inside of me with his actual dick.
I was still a virgin.
A curious one, but a 47 years-old anal virgin nonetheless.
In the second video that we shot right before he left, it was only Jimmy and I.
We were supposed to fool around with each other and once again, my best buddy surprised me and got really into the scene.
Naked from shoulders to toes, the Pink Burglar was rubbing himself onto me, lodging his semi-hard dick in my ass-crack, oiling me up, sniffing my armpits and playing with my feet.
But more importantly, he spanked my ass countless of times before shooting his (huge) loads onto my ass cheeks.
I should specify, after a bit of foreplay, Jimmy had spent most part of the shooting stroking himself behind me.
My poor ass cheeks had turned purple from his spanking... and then, they were painted white with the unreal amount of jizz Jimmy was able to produce.
"Dang. Maybe I've gone a little too far on you Brucey!" He spoke once we were done.
"Fuck, Jim! When you go for a slap, you don't hold back!"
"Yeap... And when I cum, I' don't really hold back either."
"That's very true, you know."
We were giggling like idiots.
Thinking of which, maybe I should have caught that Jimmy had a thing for my bum.
He visibly wanted to involve my butt in every single content we were recording.
I assumed that he was simply getting curious.
Once again, I could not really blame in.
And more than that, things were going exactly according to plan as I was hoping for Jimmy to change his career path, just like I did a few months prior.
How could would it be for the two of us to live this journey together?!
From this point on, Jimmy started doing his own thing from Kansas, using his secret identity to remain discreet.
As expected, the Pink Burglar was a big hit.
I mean, the exposition he had from being featured on my social media and FansVips combined to his pretty incredible ejaculation power put him on the map right away.
But for now, Jimmy was only accepting to shoot custom contents for a handful of selected clients.
Either Logan or myself were venting them to make sure they were trustworthy and liable.
My buddy was definitely walking in my footsteps, producing similar content to what I was doing when I had become viral on TikTok: mainly feet and a few jerk-off videos.
Dang, this seemed to belong to another lifetime entirely...
In the meantime, Nick losing his virginity was, - no surprise there -, our best-selling video to date, and by a large margin.
Our number of followers, fans, and subscribers had been growing exponentially since we had moved to Los Angeles but the sex-tape was another game-changer and got the both us in another dimension of notoriety.
I was about to pass the one million followers mark throughout all my platforms.
That was a damn incredible milestone!
Even though some people were following me on various social medias and therefore this aggregated number did not mean much, I still had hundreds of thousands of people, - almost exclusively gay males -, following me.
Who would have ever thought?
The release of the sex-tape also got more professional studios interested in Nick and I, and in me in particular.
Once again, I am not saying this to brag.
I am just stating the truth.
Nick was very popular but his "twink" profile was much more common in the industry compared to mine, meaning that it remained harder for him to make a big name for himself.
The old Nick would have been jealous of my success for sure, but as of late, my roommate did not seem that obsessed with beating me up in terms of followers or money.
It was like he had given up on ever reaching my level of fame while it had virtually been his life-goal for the last six months.
He was also posting less and less which was weirding me out.
Oddly, ever since I had fucked him, we had been less close.
Maybe he had gotten what he had wanted from me and that was it? Or maybe, his new "chill" friends were the ones taking him away from me?
Either way, I gave Nick the space he needed and I focused on the work.
I had a lot to do anyway.
Living in California, I was shooting multiple scenes a day.
As Logan would say, we had to strike the iron while it was hot and, lately, it had been so damn hot I could have burnt myself.
And as you can imagine, I did not only beat the iron!
I agreed to collab with a few more women and a few more guys, but I refused to fuck any other dude.
Partly because I wanted this privilege to be reserved to Nick, - even though I was wondering if he was not already getting some dick elsewhere -, but also partly because, business wise, Silver Fox fucking a dude had to remain an exceptional event.
We had to make every sodomy count.
Besides, Logan was already negotiating on my behalf my next male-on-male fuck scene, exclusive to one of these professional studios.
He was mentioning barely believable numbers for my rate just to be featured and that made my head spin a little.
The money was getting very real, and very crazy.
I was not only performing x-rated content online, I was becoming a proper pornstar.
When the biggest name in the industry, Carlos Sanchez, started following me, I knew that I had made it.
He was only supporting the established models and would never have given me the slightest attention if I had not been a "star" already.
It came to the point where every time I was going out, I felt like people were looking at me as if they had already seen me naked.
Okay, it might have only been my paranoid and egotistic mind talking but there were for sure people whispering behind my back, or poorly hiding their phones to snap a stolen picture of me at the gym or at the supermarket.
Sometimes, they were not so subtle as some guys had no problem stopping me in the streets for a picture or even an autograph.
I did not even know sex workers could be asked to sign anything!
To be fair, I did sign most of my "autographs" on bare asses and even one time, on a flaccid cock.
I am not sure people ask that from Leonardo Dicaprio.
Maybe they do.
Honestly, I was working so much that it was difficult to know what I was truly feeling about this new-found fame.
I was getting everything I had worked so hard for and I had countless opportunities to choose from, but dang, this was an adjustment.
Was I thriving in my new life or was this too overwhelming?
Sometimes, I wanted to stop it all, just to breathe.
And at other times, I felt like I was the freaking king the world. (See, talking of Leonardo Dicaprio.)
It was hard to complain when I could have the hottest guys in California on their knees, wrapping their mouths around my erected cock at the slightest snap of my fingers.
I did not miss my old life, that was for sure.
My over-heating shitty apartment, - which I had just decided to sell for good -, my exhausting work, Mike Porter, my ex-wife...
Talking of Karen, she finally got the word out about my new career.
She never contacted me directly but I knew this because his lawyer of a husband was following me.
I almost fell from my chair when I recognized him among my followers.
He was not even discreet about it!
He was liking my posts on social media (not subbed to the FansVips though) with his actual lawyer account.
A few days later, I understood why.
The prick wanted to offer me his services at his law firm. Can you believe it?
Apparently, they had a department specialized in protecting people from leaks and counterfeiting of their (x-rated) works and they could be of "great help to secure my copyright and financial interests".
Did that fool not remember that I had punched his face once? And I had gone hard at it, thinking I had even broken his nose back then.
I was certain that he could not stand me but I suppose that he had a pretty good idea of how money I was making and I imagine that I had become too much of a big fish to miss on.
Maybe his boss had even urged him to try to get his wife's ex-husband to the firm. I liked to think so.
Heck, I told him to say hello to Karen for me and that I would consider his offer.
I also sent him the video of my sextape with the red-head I had fucked a few weeks prior, just to remind him of how good at sex I was.
Frankly, I was just being a jerk because when I was with Karen, I had no idea on how to use my fat cock and I was certainly not great in bed.
Still, I hated the motherfucker and I could not resist toying with him.
In the end, I would never agree to be helped by his law firm but I enjoyed watching him beg.
The small pleasures in life, you know.
Some people might have called this karma...
As the weeks went by, I found my routine in the craziness which had become my daily life.
Being a pornstar had become my new normal.
I was waking up early, before 7 am, to go to the gym first thing in the morning.
At 47, I needed at least that to keep somewhat in good shape, especially considering my job and the expectations of my subscribers.
The comparison to the L.A. hunks working out next to me, half my age and obsessed with their bodies, kind of hurt but I used them as a source of motivation instead of bemoaning my age.
Once back from the gym, I was usually going through a few meetings either with Logan or potential partners, brands, or collabs.
If I did not have any one to discuss business with, I was going through my mails, DMs, and requests for customs.
In the afternoon, I was mostly shooting content, sometimes it lasted up to the evening.
Solo, or with men, women, and everything in between.
As I said, I was not properly fucking the men because I was still waiting for a good proposal from a studio, but believe me, we found ways to have fun.
I dabbled a few times into my submissive side but generally, I was the dominant one, getting serviced by fame-eager studs, or sluts, or both.
For one special video, a group of six male models trying to have their big break on FansVips served me during a full hour live.
They were alternating between licking my feet, sucking my dick and my balls, eating my hole, fingering me, and sometimes all of the above at the same time.
I have to admit, this was one of my favourite contents to shoot, when I had all these bitches at my feet, ready to obey simply for the sake of gaining followers themselves.
Unfortunately, though, Nick was missing that day, as well as for a few other things.
Even Logan noticed it as Nick was starting to plan his own projects and collabs, not letting Logan know about them.
For the time being, and as I was still battling with my "feelings" for him, I chose to ignored my jealousy and disappointment.
Was I even allowed to feel that?
Thankfully, Logan was there to keep me sane and I think I played the same role for him.
Between the move, the money, the fame and all of these people ready to get in our beds, we were getting rather close to losing our minds.
We had to keep each other feet on the ground, making sure we were not doing anything we would regret or more simply, acting like assholes.
See, I was not cool with my ex-wife's new hubby, but other than that, I tried to remain decent all throughout my journey.
Even the guys I was dominating for the sake of content, I was always making sure I was nice to them between the takes and that everyone was enjoying their time with me.
And every time I was starting to act like a diva, Logan was there to remind me of where I came from and of my values.
It was also good to have someone with whom I had a normal, - non sexually based -, relationship.
We did slip up once or twice, but mainly, we were only good friends.
Okay... I should not have said that.
Now, I suppose you all want to know about those times we slipped up?
Honestly, it was not much but it was pretty intense when it happened.
The first time was a few days after Jimmy had come to visit us.
I was supposed to shoot something with an up-and-coming guy but the moron stood me up at the last minute and Logan and I found ourselves in the studio, the camera ready, but no one to suck my dick.
What else were we supposed to do?
Inspired by the Pink Burglar, Logan put on a silly Venetian eye-mask (you know those ridiculous eyes-wide shut type of masks) and he got on his knees.
I sort of assumed that this would happen one day or another so I just spread my legs and told him to go for it.
You only live once, is not that what the young people say?
Logan was an excellent cock-sucker.
He had been waiting for it for months and I could definitely feel it in the way he was making love to my dong.
Nothing to do with the gay for pay dudes who were blowing me for the clouts.
Logan was there to make love to my junks and to show me what he was made of.
He went deep, hard, and he knew exactly how to service a nine-inch rod.
Once, he had confessed to me that his ex, Bernardo, was blessed with a huge dick and that it was one of the reasons why it had been tedious to accept to give up on him, even when their relationship was going south.
Still, I was surprised of how rough Logan could be.
Mid-through his blowjob, he let go of my cock to ask me:
"Silver Fox, I was supposed to record a face-fuck tonight, what are you waiting for? The viewers would love that!"
"What the hell, man?"
"Blowing you is all good and fun, but come on! Let's make this a little more interesting!"
"Don't push me or I might go a little too hard on you." I warned him.
He spat on my cock and stroked it harder as he kept taunting me.
"Please, I've seen you in this position many times before... You're a softie..."
"Oh really? You think so?"
He was feeling my balls, driving me crazy.
"I've dealt with bigger and rougher than you."
"You're playing with fire, man."
"Try me then. Gimme what you've got!"
I slapped his face.
Logan largely smiled.
"Nice. One more time? Harder?"
I think it is important to note that Logan would edit this part out of the video, meaning that ultimately, it was just for him and not for show.
I spat on his face and I slapped him again, harder.
"You fucking bitch!"
He kissed my cock as a thank you.
"That's what I like... Hmmm..."
He wanted rough, he would have it rough!
[Chapter 23 continues below]
Chapter 23: Daily Life of a Pornstar (Part 1)
We filmed a couple more videos with Jimmy before he had to leave the following Sunday night.
On the first clip, Nick and I were roleplaying the parts of construction workers being "kidnapped" by the Pink Burglar who was making us do all kind of sexual acts.
That was a lot of fun!
Jimmy had to talk for the sake of the roleplay and it was hilarious to hear his character's deep and very unnatural voice.
He was trying, but not succeeding, to sound like Batman.
We had to redo the intro a bunch of times before really getting into the scene, proving once again that I was not made for scripted erotic content.
In the end, the shooting got gradually spicier and Jimmy got into it more than I thought he would.
He asked Nick and I to stroke and then to blow each other's dicks (which was part of the planned scenario), but he also asked Nick to shove a large dildo up my ass (which had definitely not been discussed beforehand).
I was more than fine with that plot twist though.
Jimmy had been on the first row to witness how much I had enjoyed fucking myself with a toy after all.
So there, I ended up experiencing my second anal orgasm on video.
In fact, it was even better than my first time since I did not have to do all the work of shoving the silicon dildo back-and- forth in my ass. Nick was in charge of hitting my prostate.
What did I have to complain about?
I was also treated with an amazing sloppy rimjob before Nick even started fucking my ass.
"Fucking", so to speak, of course. He never went inside of me with his actual dick.
I was still a virgin.
A curious one, but a 47 years-old anal virgin nonetheless.
In the second video that we shot right before he left, it was only Jimmy and I.
We were supposed to fool around with each other and once again, my best buddy surprised me and got really into the scene.
Naked from shoulders to toes, the Pink Burglar was rubbing himself onto me, lodging his semi-hard dick in my ass-crack, oiling me up, sniffing my armpits and playing with my feet.
But more importantly, he spanked my ass countless of times before shooting his (huge) loads onto my ass cheeks.
I should specify, after a bit of foreplay, Jimmy had spent most part of the shooting stroking himself behind me.
My poor ass cheeks had turned purple from his spanking... and then, they were painted white with the unreal amount of jizz Jimmy was able to produce.
"Dang. Maybe I've gone a little too far on you Brucey!" He spoke once we were done.
"Fuck, Jim! When you go for a slap, you don't hold back!"
"Yeap... And when I cum, I' don't really hold back either."
"That's very true, you know."
We were giggling like idiots.
Thinking of which, maybe I should have caught that Jimmy had a thing for my bum.
He visibly wanted to involve my butt in every single content we were recording.
I assumed that he was simply getting curious.
Once again, I could not really blame in.
And more than that, things were going exactly according to plan as I was hoping for Jimmy to change his career path, just like I did a few months prior.
How could would it be for the two of us to live this journey together?!
From this point on, Jimmy started doing his own thing from Kansas, using his secret identity to remain discreet.
As expected, the Pink Burglar was a big hit.
I mean, the exposition he had from being featured on my social media and FansVips combined to his pretty incredible ejaculation power put him on the map right away.
But for now, Jimmy was only accepting to shoot custom contents for a handful of selected clients.
Either Logan or myself were venting them to make sure they were trustworthy and liable.
My buddy was definitely walking in my footsteps, producing similar content to what I was doing when I had become viral on TikTok: mainly feet and a few jerk-off videos.
Dang, this seemed to belong to another lifetime entirely...
In the meantime, Nick losing his virginity was, - no surprise there -, our best-selling video to date, and by a large margin.
Our number of followers, fans, and subscribers had been growing exponentially since we had moved to Los Angeles but the sex-tape was another game-changer and got the both us in another dimension of notoriety.
I was about to pass the one million followers mark throughout all my platforms.
That was a damn incredible milestone!
Even though some people were following me on various social medias and therefore this aggregated number did not mean much, I still had hundreds of thousands of people, - almost exclusively gay males -, following me.
Who would have ever thought?
The release of the sex-tape also got more professional studios interested in Nick and I, and in me in particular.
Once again, I am not saying this to brag.
I am just stating the truth.
Nick was very popular but his "twink" profile was much more common in the industry compared to mine, meaning that it remained harder for him to make a big name for himself.
The old Nick would have been jealous of my success for sure, but as of late, my roommate did not seem that obsessed with beating me up in terms of followers or money.
It was like he had given up on ever reaching my level of fame while it had virtually been his life-goal for the last six months.
He was also posting less and less which was weirding me out.
Oddly, ever since I had fucked him, we had been less close.
Maybe he had gotten what he had wanted from me and that was it? Or maybe, his new "chill" friends were the ones taking him away from me?
Either way, I gave Nick the space he needed and I focused on the work.
I had a lot to do anyway.
Living in California, I was shooting multiple scenes a day.
As Logan would say, we had to strike the iron while it was hot and, lately, it had been so damn hot I could have burnt myself.
And as you can imagine, I did not only beat the iron!
I agreed to collab with a few more women and a few more guys, but I refused to fuck any other dude.
Partly because I wanted this privilege to be reserved to Nick, - even though I was wondering if he was not already getting some dick elsewhere -, but also partly because, business wise, Silver Fox fucking a dude had to remain an exceptional event.
We had to make every sodomy count.
Besides, Logan was already negotiating on my behalf my next male-on-male fuck scene, exclusive to one of these professional studios.
He was mentioning barely believable numbers for my rate just to be featured and that made my head spin a little.
The money was getting very real, and very crazy.
I was not only performing x-rated content online, I was becoming a proper pornstar.
When the biggest name in the industry, Carlos Sanchez, started following me, I knew that I had made it.
He was only supporting the established models and would never have given me the slightest attention if I had not been a "star" already.
It came to the point where every time I was going out, I felt like people were looking at me as if they had already seen me naked.
Okay, it might have only been my paranoid and egotistic mind talking but there were for sure people whispering behind my back, or poorly hiding their phones to snap a stolen picture of me at the gym or at the supermarket.
Sometimes, they were not so subtle as some guys had no problem stopping me in the streets for a picture or even an autograph.
I did not even know sex workers could be asked to sign anything!
To be fair, I did sign most of my "autographs" on bare asses and even one time, on a flaccid cock.
I am not sure people ask that from Leonardo Dicaprio.
Maybe they do.
Honestly, I was working so much that it was difficult to know what I was truly feeling about this new-found fame.
I was getting everything I had worked so hard for and I had countless opportunities to choose from, but dang, this was an adjustment.
Was I thriving in my new life or was this too overwhelming?
Sometimes, I wanted to stop it all, just to breathe.
And at other times, I felt like I was the freaking king the world. (See, talking of Leonardo Dicaprio.)
It was hard to complain when I could have the hottest guys in California on their knees, wrapping their mouths around my erected cock at the slightest snap of my fingers.
I did not miss my old life, that was for sure.
My over-heating shitty apartment, - which I had just decided to sell for good -, my exhausting work, Mike Porter, my ex-wife...
Talking of Karen, she finally got the word out about my new career.
She never contacted me directly but I knew this because his lawyer of a husband was following me.
I almost fell from my chair when I recognized him among my followers.
He was not even discreet about it!
He was liking my posts on social media (not subbed to the FansVips though) with his actual lawyer account.
A few days later, I understood why.
The prick wanted to offer me his services at his law firm. Can you believe it?
Apparently, they had a department specialized in protecting people from leaks and counterfeiting of their (x-rated) works and they could be of "great help to secure my copyright and financial interests".
Did that fool not remember that I had punched his face once? And I had gone hard at it, thinking I had even broken his nose back then.
I was certain that he could not stand me but I suppose that he had a pretty good idea of how money I was making and I imagine that I had become too much of a big fish to miss on.
Maybe his boss had even urged him to try to get his wife's ex-husband to the firm. I liked to think so.
Heck, I told him to say hello to Karen for me and that I would consider his offer.
I also sent him the video of my sextape with the red-head I had fucked a few weeks prior, just to remind him of how good at sex I was.
Frankly, I was just being a jerk because when I was with Karen, I had no idea on how to use my fat cock and I was certainly not great in bed.
Still, I hated the motherfucker and I could not resist toying with him.
In the end, I would never agree to be helped by his law firm but I enjoyed watching him beg.
The small pleasures in life, you know.
Some people might have called this karma...
As the weeks went by, I found my routine in the craziness which had become my daily life.
Being a pornstar had become my new normal.
I was waking up early, before 7 am, to go to the gym first thing in the morning.
At 47, I needed at least that to keep somewhat in good shape, especially considering my job and the expectations of my subscribers.
The comparison to the L.A. hunks working out next to me, half my age and obsessed with their bodies, kind of hurt but I used them as a source of motivation instead of bemoaning my age.
Once back from the gym, I was usually going through a few meetings either with Logan or potential partners, brands, or collabs.
If I did not have any one to discuss business with, I was going through my mails, DMs, and requests for customs.
In the afternoon, I was mostly shooting content, sometimes it lasted up to the evening.
Solo, or with men, women, and everything in between.
As I said, I was not properly fucking the men because I was still waiting for a good proposal from a studio, but believe me, we found ways to have fun.
I dabbled a few times into my submissive side but generally, I was the dominant one, getting serviced by fame-eager studs, or sluts, or both.
For one special video, a group of six male models trying to have their big break on FansVips served me during a full hour live.
They were alternating between licking my feet, sucking my dick and my balls, eating my hole, fingering me, and sometimes all of the above at the same time.
I have to admit, this was one of my favourite contents to shoot, when I had all these bitches at my feet, ready to obey simply for the sake of gaining followers themselves.
Unfortunately, though, Nick was missing that day, as well as for a few other things.
Even Logan noticed it as Nick was starting to plan his own projects and collabs, not letting Logan know about them.
For the time being, and as I was still battling with my "feelings" for him, I chose to ignored my jealousy and disappointment.
Was I even allowed to feel that?
Thankfully, Logan was there to keep me sane and I think I played the same role for him.
Between the move, the money, the fame and all of these people ready to get in our beds, we were getting rather close to losing our minds.
We had to keep each other feet on the ground, making sure we were not doing anything we would regret or more simply, acting like assholes.
See, I was not cool with my ex-wife's new hubby, but other than that, I tried to remain decent all throughout my journey.
Even the guys I was dominating for the sake of content, I was always making sure I was nice to them between the takes and that everyone was enjoying their time with me.
And every time I was starting to act like a diva, Logan was there to remind me of where I came from and of my values.
It was also good to have someone with whom I had a normal, - non sexually based -, relationship.
We did slip up once or twice, but mainly, we were only good friends.
Okay... I should not have said that.
Now, I suppose you all want to know about those times we slipped up?
Honestly, it was not much but it was pretty intense when it happened.
The first time was a few days after Jimmy had come to visit us.
I was supposed to shoot something with an up-and-coming guy but the moron stood me up at the last minute and Logan and I found ourselves in the studio, the camera ready, but no one to suck my dick.
What else were we supposed to do?
Inspired by the Pink Burglar, Logan put on a silly Venetian eye-mask (you know those ridiculous eyes-wide shut type of masks) and he got on his knees.
I sort of assumed that this would happen one day or another so I just spread my legs and told him to go for it.
You only live once, is not that what the young people say?
Logan was an excellent cock-sucker.
He had been waiting for it for months and I could definitely feel it in the way he was making love to my dong.
Nothing to do with the gay for pay dudes who were blowing me for the clouts.
Logan was there to make love to my junks and to show me what he was made of.
He went deep, hard, and he knew exactly how to service a nine-inch rod.
Once, he had confessed to me that his ex, Bernardo, was blessed with a huge dick and that it was one of the reasons why it had been tedious to accept to give up on him, even when their relationship was going south.
Still, I was surprised of how rough Logan could be.
Mid-through his blowjob, he let go of my cock to ask me:
"Silver Fox, I was supposed to record a face-fuck tonight, what are you waiting for? The viewers would love that!"
"What the hell, man?"
"Blowing you is all good and fun, but come on! Let's make this a little more interesting!"
"Don't push me or I might go a little too hard on you." I warned him.
He spat on my cock and stroked it harder as he kept taunting me.
"Please, I've seen you in this position many times before... You're a softie..."
"Oh really? You think so?"
He was feeling my balls, driving me crazy.
"I've dealt with bigger and rougher than you."
"You're playing with fire, man."
"Try me then. Gimme what you've got!"
I slapped his face.
Logan largely smiled.
"Nice. One more time? Harder?"
I think it is important to note that Logan would edit this part out of the video, meaning that ultimately, it was just for him and not for show.
I spat on his face and I slapped him again, harder.
"You fucking bitch!"
He kissed my cock as a thank you.
"That's what I like... Hmmm..."
He wanted rough, he would have it rough!
[Chapter 23 continues below]
SILVER FOX
Chapter 23: Daily Life of a Pornstar (Part 2)
I spat right on his face, ruining the Venetian mask.
"Open up your mouth. No. Not like this, wide! WIDER, BITCH!"
Logan obliged and showed me his uvula.
Or as Nicky Minaj would have said, that lil' dangly thing that swing in the back of his throat
I could feel how excited he was now, when I was acting so dominant.
Some guys are into being humiliated and degraded, what can I do aside from giving them exactly what they want?
This time around, I spat right in his mouth and I stood up.
So far, he was sucking me off as I was sitting on a stool.
No more!
I grabbed his wrists, pulled him over to the other side of the room, and I pinned him up against the wall.
"Yes, Bruce! I like that!"
I realized we were not being filmed anymore.
"Wait, let me grab the cameras..." I said, getting out of character.
Logan groped my ass with both his hands to hold me where I was.
"Who cares?"
He was beaming at me.
At this point, I snatched the mask out of his face and I started rubbing my dripping cock all over his lips and cheeks.
He has switched the dominant side on and he would have to suffer the consequences.
"Listen to me, man. You're not my manager tonight. You're not my friend either. You're my obedient little toy!"
The more I was painting him with my precum, the more he seemed to like it.
Frankly, after all this time and everything he had done for me, it felt only right to give him the proper Bruce experience.
I pulled his hair and I started face-fucking him, just like he deserved.
Logan had gotten me way too horned-up and I was about to cum.
Thank God for my training during that year, I could control myself.
"Yes... Fuck... That's right... Help me work out this thick, creamy load that I've had stored up in my balls!"
His gagging sounds as I was ploughing his throat were so fucking hot, just like the single tear dripping from his eyes.
Not only that, it was the first time in months that I was doing anything sexual, just for the sake of doing it and not for the subscribers.
Even a pornstar needs his recreational time!
After five minutes of intense throat-fuck, I let the guy breathe.
I thought he would have had enough but Logan was truly full of surprises.
I understood how and why he was getting so many dates lately! The man was a catch in the sack.
"Let's go to my bed, I have an idea." He spoke, semi-panting.
"Your bed?"
My cock twitched but I did not know if I wanted to fuck him.
There was Nick in my mind but aside from that, Logan was a friend, I did not want things to get weird.
As if, this was not already weird.
"Trust me, it'll be cool."
Logan was the one leading me to the bedroom.
Turned out I was not that dominant after all.
To be fair, during six months of experimenting with sex, kinks, and fetishes, it became quite clear that the so-called submissives were often the ones truly in control in this type of situations.
I followed him with my dick pointing the way.
I was expecting Logan to give me his ass but he did not even take off his pants.
Instead, he lied down on the bed upside down and he let his head hung from the very edge.
"Fuck... That is nice, indeed!"
The backwards throat-fuck is a porn classic and one that I have always enjoyed.
"You can put something on my face like a blindfold and I think we can record and air this. People will love that!"
Logan had spoken up with his manager voice.
He did, in fact, always have a plan.
The little break to find something to hide his face with (mostly his eyes), and to set up the camera was welcomed because I was about to lose it and nut way too quickly otherwise.
I think that being filmed in this case was part of the excitement for Logan and also, there was something even filthier in doing this blind-folded.
"Aren't you tired of the young incompetent fuckboys?"
"I am..."
"Now, open your mouth for a real man's girthy, hard, and dripping cock!"
There, I let go of all my inhibitions and I went rougher as I ever did with anyone else.
This was truthfully a face-fuck for the books and the Internet will probably still share this video 40 years from now!
Well, if the world still exists by then.
"Grrl... Grrl... Grrl..."
"Work that loads out of my balls, my man!"
"Grrl... Grrl... Grrl..."
"Accept that fat dick inside your throat. Take it all in!"
"Grrl... Grrl... Grrl..."
"Oh boy, you're making such a mess everywhere with your saliva."
"Grrl... Grrl... Grrl..."
"You're drooling on your blindfold, fucking bitch! Should I stop or keep going?!"
"Grrl... Fffplease... Flease... Keep... Keep going... More!"
"That's right my boy... Your mouth is my pussy tonight."
"Grrl... Grrl.. Grrl..."
"That's what you want! More of my big truncheon deep in your throat!"
I shoved my entire dick inside his mouth and I stayed there for a while, my balls fapping against his chin in that position.
When I released my grip, Logan's face was red but he also looked like the happiest gay man in the world.
"You want my cream now?"
"Yes, please! Yes!"
I was just too damn excited and I nutted deep inside his throat immediately after his request.
Logan spat most of my sperm out of his mouth until the cum was dripping upside down on his nose, the blindfold, and in his hair.
A whole mess.
"That was quite something!" I told Logan afterwards.
"Yeap... I... I don't know what came over me."
"You were horny?"
"Well yeah..."
We had a laugh.
"Look, man, it's been so long since you've been involved in the videos, it only makes sense you wanted to try the Bruce engine for yourself. We're good? No funny business between us?"
"We are good!"
"Sure?"
"I promise. I'm a mature man who knows how to deal with his feelings and separate sex from sentiments, I'm not you."
He winked at me.
I ignored his not-so-subtle reference to Nick and we hugged each other.
And as it was, we actually were good.
I think both Logan and I knew not to make of this more than it was, and our friendship was too important to jeopardize.
For the next couple of weeks, we did not do anything weird or remotely sexual.
Well, aside from the fact that he was filming me naked and stroking multiple times on the regular.
But I did say that we slipped up twice.
The second time is a much faster story and it nothing to do with the content I was shooting.
See, Logan was also smart enough to separate pleasure from work.
He had come back home with blue balls after one of his GrindR dates had turned out to be a catfish.
Dating in L.A. was not so easy after all.
Seeing how depressed and horny he was that night; I had spontaneously offered Logan a blowjob to comfort him.
Do not ever say that I am not a good friend!
I told him to sit back, relax, and I blew his dick. Just like that.
It more of a friend gesture, a bro giving a hand (or rather, in this case, a mouth) to another friend in need.
It was also good practice for me as my followers loved it when I had a cock in my mouth.
The blowjob was not memorable though as having the famous Silver Fox swallowing his cock got Logan to nut in less than a couple of minutes.
Something I would give him a hard time for, for the rest of his life.
The reason I remember that night is mainly for what happened afterwards.
My mouth full of cum, my nose still smashed against Logan's lower stomach, and my throat filled with his deflating junks, somebody walked in the living room.
"Wow, guys, what the fuck is going on here?!"
Nick was there.
I kept the cock in my mouth but I looked at him from the corner of my eyes.
He seemed annoyed to walk in on us like this, and I was glad if he was jealous.
He had not set foot in the apartment in the last couple of days so I did not feel like I was owning him anything.
Heck, I could have been fucking Logan deep in the ass, he would not have had the right to say a word!
Some cum spilled out and dripped on Logan's balls until I finally let go of his cock.
"We're just having fun. Why do you care?" I asked Nick.
I wondered if he could see the residue of semen on my teeth or against my left cheek as I spoke.
I hoped that he could.
"I... I don't... I just needed to talk to you guys."
I licked the corner of my lips.
Logan's cum tasted salty.
"About what?" I sounded a little harsher than I wished.
Officially, Nick and I were cool.
"I've got a massive proposal. I was at an event earlier with Carlos Sanchez and we talked. He has opened his own studio."
Logan put his dick back his jeans.
"Oh yeah, I know. I've been discussing with him about featuring Bruce for his first professional scene. I mentioned you as well of course!"
"Right, he told me about it. But I think we have a deal now."
"Really?"
"Yes, really."
Nick came to us with his phone and showed us a text from Carlos.
My eyes almost popped out of their sockets when I read the number he was offering.
"That's for just the one scene?!" I asked, bewildered.
"It's aligned with the rates we've been discussing." Logan confirmed, proud.
"Wow! Dude! That's insane!"
I could not believe it, I read the text three times.
"I know, right?! This is something we cannot refuse, eh?"
"Of course not!"
"There's just one thing." Nick added.
I stopped jumping around, afraid of what was coming next.
"Yes?"
"He wants you to be the bottom in that scene. Well, you would fuck me again. But then, I would fuck you. That's why he's ready to pay, he wants to market the video as Silver Fox, losing his virginity."
I swallowed my saliva and I sat down.
I mean, I had just sucked a dick and taken a massive load in my throat.
"What do you think Bruce?" Logan asked me calmly.
He wanted to be sure I would make the right decision for me. I appreciated that about him too, he was not thinking about the money first.
"I mean... It's time to make a big splash, right? And I can't hardly see how I could make my bottoming debut more of an event than this."
"So, you're in?" Nick was looking at me, unsure.
I felt my hole twitching.
There I was, thinking Nick and I were losing each other and now... Everything was possible again.
Fucking him had been a game-changer for me, what if fucking me would do the same to him?!
"I definitely am in!"
[To be continued]
Chapter 23: Daily Life of a Pornstar (Part 2)
I spat right on his face, ruining the Venetian mask.
"Open up your mouth. No. Not like this, wide! WIDER, BITCH!"
Logan obliged and showed me his uvula.
Or as Nicky Minaj would have said, that lil' dangly thing that swing in the back of his throat
I could feel how excited he was now, when I was acting so dominant.
Some guys are into being humiliated and degraded, what can I do aside from giving them exactly what they want?
This time around, I spat right in his mouth and I stood up.
So far, he was sucking me off as I was sitting on a stool.
No more!
I grabbed his wrists, pulled him over to the other side of the room, and I pinned him up against the wall.
"Yes, Bruce! I like that!"
I realized we were not being filmed anymore.
"Wait, let me grab the cameras..." I said, getting out of character.
Logan groped my ass with both his hands to hold me where I was.
"Who cares?"
He was beaming at me.
At this point, I snatched the mask out of his face and I started rubbing my dripping cock all over his lips and cheeks.
He has switched the dominant side on and he would have to suffer the consequences.
"Listen to me, man. You're not my manager tonight. You're not my friend either. You're my obedient little toy!"
The more I was painting him with my precum, the more he seemed to like it.
Frankly, after all this time and everything he had done for me, it felt only right to give him the proper Bruce experience.
I pulled his hair and I started face-fucking him, just like he deserved.
Logan had gotten me way too horned-up and I was about to cum.
Thank God for my training during that year, I could control myself.
"Yes... Fuck... That's right... Help me work out this thick, creamy load that I've had stored up in my balls!"
His gagging sounds as I was ploughing his throat were so fucking hot, just like the single tear dripping from his eyes.
Not only that, it was the first time in months that I was doing anything sexual, just for the sake of doing it and not for the subscribers.
Even a pornstar needs his recreational time!
After five minutes of intense throat-fuck, I let the guy breathe.
I thought he would have had enough but Logan was truly full of surprises.
I understood how and why he was getting so many dates lately! The man was a catch in the sack.
"Let's go to my bed, I have an idea." He spoke, semi-panting.
"Your bed?"
My cock twitched but I did not know if I wanted to fuck him.
There was Nick in my mind but aside from that, Logan was a friend, I did not want things to get weird.
As if, this was not already weird.
"Trust me, it'll be cool."
Logan was the one leading me to the bedroom.
Turned out I was not that dominant after all.
To be fair, during six months of experimenting with sex, kinks, and fetishes, it became quite clear that the so-called submissives were often the ones truly in control in this type of situations.
I followed him with my dick pointing the way.
I was expecting Logan to give me his ass but he did not even take off his pants.
Instead, he lied down on the bed upside down and he let his head hung from the very edge.
"Fuck... That is nice, indeed!"
The backwards throat-fuck is a porn classic and one that I have always enjoyed.
"You can put something on my face like a blindfold and I think we can record and air this. People will love that!"
Logan had spoken up with his manager voice.
He did, in fact, always have a plan.
The little break to find something to hide his face with (mostly his eyes), and to set up the camera was welcomed because I was about to lose it and nut way too quickly otherwise.
I think that being filmed in this case was part of the excitement for Logan and also, there was something even filthier in doing this blind-folded.
"Aren't you tired of the young incompetent fuckboys?"
"I am..."
"Now, open your mouth for a real man's girthy, hard, and dripping cock!"
There, I let go of all my inhibitions and I went rougher as I ever did with anyone else.
This was truthfully a face-fuck for the books and the Internet will probably still share this video 40 years from now!
Well, if the world still exists by then.
"Grrl... Grrl... Grrl..."
"Work that loads out of my balls, my man!"
"Grrl... Grrl... Grrl..."
"Accept that fat dick inside your throat. Take it all in!"
"Grrl... Grrl... Grrl..."
"Oh boy, you're making such a mess everywhere with your saliva."
"Grrl... Grrl... Grrl..."
"You're drooling on your blindfold, fucking bitch! Should I stop or keep going?!"
"Grrl... Fffplease... Flease... Keep... Keep going... More!"
"That's right my boy... Your mouth is my pussy tonight."
"Grrl... Grrl.. Grrl..."
"That's what you want! More of my big truncheon deep in your throat!"
I shoved my entire dick inside his mouth and I stayed there for a while, my balls fapping against his chin in that position.
When I released my grip, Logan's face was red but he also looked like the happiest gay man in the world.
"You want my cream now?"
"Yes, please! Yes!"
I was just too damn excited and I nutted deep inside his throat immediately after his request.
Logan spat most of my sperm out of his mouth until the cum was dripping upside down on his nose, the blindfold, and in his hair.
A whole mess.
"That was quite something!" I told Logan afterwards.
"Yeap... I... I don't know what came over me."
"You were horny?"
"Well yeah..."
We had a laugh.
"Look, man, it's been so long since you've been involved in the videos, it only makes sense you wanted to try the Bruce engine for yourself. We're good? No funny business between us?"
"We are good!"
"Sure?"
"I promise. I'm a mature man who knows how to deal with his feelings and separate sex from sentiments, I'm not you."
He winked at me.
I ignored his not-so-subtle reference to Nick and we hugged each other.
And as it was, we actually were good.
I think both Logan and I knew not to make of this more than it was, and our friendship was too important to jeopardize.
For the next couple of weeks, we did not do anything weird or remotely sexual.
Well, aside from the fact that he was filming me naked and stroking multiple times on the regular.
But I did say that we slipped up twice.
The second time is a much faster story and it nothing to do with the content I was shooting.
See, Logan was also smart enough to separate pleasure from work.
He had come back home with blue balls after one of his GrindR dates had turned out to be a catfish.
Dating in L.A. was not so easy after all.
Seeing how depressed and horny he was that night; I had spontaneously offered Logan a blowjob to comfort him.
Do not ever say that I am not a good friend!
I told him to sit back, relax, and I blew his dick. Just like that.
It more of a friend gesture, a bro giving a hand (or rather, in this case, a mouth) to another friend in need.
It was also good practice for me as my followers loved it when I had a cock in my mouth.
The blowjob was not memorable though as having the famous Silver Fox swallowing his cock got Logan to nut in less than a couple of minutes.
Something I would give him a hard time for, for the rest of his life.
The reason I remember that night is mainly for what happened afterwards.
My mouth full of cum, my nose still smashed against Logan's lower stomach, and my throat filled with his deflating junks, somebody walked in the living room.
"Wow, guys, what the fuck is going on here?!"
Nick was there.
I kept the cock in my mouth but I looked at him from the corner of my eyes.
He seemed annoyed to walk in on us like this, and I was glad if he was jealous.
He had not set foot in the apartment in the last couple of days so I did not feel like I was owning him anything.
Heck, I could have been fucking Logan deep in the ass, he would not have had the right to say a word!
Some cum spilled out and dripped on Logan's balls until I finally let go of his cock.
"We're just having fun. Why do you care?" I asked Nick.
I wondered if he could see the residue of semen on my teeth or against my left cheek as I spoke.
I hoped that he could.
"I... I don't... I just needed to talk to you guys."
I licked the corner of my lips.
Logan's cum tasted salty.
"About what?" I sounded a little harsher than I wished.
Officially, Nick and I were cool.
"I've got a massive proposal. I was at an event earlier with Carlos Sanchez and we talked. He has opened his own studio."
Logan put his dick back his jeans.
"Oh yeah, I know. I've been discussing with him about featuring Bruce for his first professional scene. I mentioned you as well of course!"
"Right, he told me about it. But I think we have a deal now."
"Really?"
"Yes, really."
Nick came to us with his phone and showed us a text from Carlos.
My eyes almost popped out of their sockets when I read the number he was offering.
"That's for just the one scene?!" I asked, bewildered.
"It's aligned with the rates we've been discussing." Logan confirmed, proud.
"Wow! Dude! That's insane!"
I could not believe it, I read the text three times.
"I know, right?! This is something we cannot refuse, eh?"
"Of course not!"
"There's just one thing." Nick added.
I stopped jumping around, afraid of what was coming next.
"Yes?"
"He wants you to be the bottom in that scene. Well, you would fuck me again. But then, I would fuck you. That's why he's ready to pay, he wants to market the video as Silver Fox, losing his virginity."
I swallowed my saliva and I sat down.
I mean, I had just sucked a dick and taken a massive load in my throat.
"What do you think Bruce?" Logan asked me calmly.
He wanted to be sure I would make the right decision for me. I appreciated that about him too, he was not thinking about the money first.
"I mean... It's time to make a big splash, right? And I can't hardly see how I could make my bottoming debut more of an event than this."
"So, you're in?" Nick was looking at me, unsure.
I felt my hole twitching.
There I was, thinking Nick and I were losing each other and now... Everything was possible again.
Fucking him had been a game-changer for me, what if fucking me would do the same to him?!
"I definitely am in!"
[To be continued]
Guys, I'll post the final chapter of Silver Fox in the next few days.
In the meantime, I've already started posting another story here on LPSG: Only Temporary.
Go check it out, you'll love it!
Don't forget that there are many more stories available on my Patreon, including many exclusives that I will never post anywhere else, if you want to support me!
https://www.patreon.com/thomaslodge
In the meantime, I've already started posting another story here on LPSG: Only Temporary.
Go check it out, you'll love it!
Don't forget that there are many more stories available on my Patreon, including many exclusives that I will never post anywhere else, if you want to support me!
https://www.patreon.com/thomaslodge
Awesome new Chapters. This story has been a real adventure and I can tell it is coming to an end and all good things must. Excellent writing.
Thanks for the notice---Only Temporary is awesome.!!!Guys, I'll post the final chapter of Silver Fox in the next few days.
In the meantime, I've already started posting another story here on LPSG: Only Temporary.
Go check it out, you'll love it!
Don't forget that there are many more stories available on my Patreon, including many exclusives that I will never post anywhere else, if you want to support me!
https://www.patreon.com/thomaslodge
