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Silver Fox - Chapter 09
🕑 Added 2024-09-29 10:00:03 +0000 UTCSILVER FOX
Chapter 09: Red-handed
“Wait, you made all this money in less than ten days?!”
Jimmy was going through the stats of my FansVips page.
It showed a total earning amount of $3.947.
It was much more than what we were making working an entire month for the Porters’ construction company.
“Actually, I made slightly more than this. I still have a few people who are paying for customized stuff outside of the page.”
“Man, that’s insane! You’ll be loaded in a few months!”
My best buddy was astonished.
I must say, I was quite proud of this success myself.
“I know, right? Who could have thought it was possible?”
“Yes, the daddy thing is real. You could literally quit, Bruce.”
Then, realizing what that decision would mean for him, Jimmy added.
“Oh fuck, please, don’t leave the company. Don’t leave me here, by myself, with freaking Mike and Nick! We have this big construction site coming up.”
The previous day, Mike had told us that his father and himself would join us for an important mission, lasting at the very least five weeks, commissioned by the city.
They were all stressed out about it which, ironically, only made me want to quit even more.
“I need to see if this side hustle can work on the long-term first, but I’d be lying if I said that I haven’t considered leaving.”
“I feel that… I’m 34 and I’m already done with this damn job.”
“To be fair, being a pornstar is not that easy.” I joked.
“Really?”
“I mean, as of now, it’s complicated by the fact that I cannot dedicate most of my time to it. It’s tough managing my page at night and on the week-ends only. I don’t mind shooting the content but there’s so much more that goes into it.”
“I bet. And I’m one to know that you’ve come a long way with social media… Remember how you could not even look at a TikTok video a couple months ago?”
“Yeah, thanks for making me create my account by the way. And frankly, I could not do it without Logan, he’s a true life-saviour. He’ll be getting 25% of my earnings from now on.”
We had just discussed it and I had myself suggested that he got more than the initial 15% we had agreed on.
I could literally not have done this without Logan.
“Wow… It’s crazy to think that a silly viral video has led to this. Four grands, in ten days.”
“Maybe I should thank Nick too!”
“The poor guy… The jealousy is so obvious anytime he looks at you.”
“I know. Nick thinks he’s smart with his trashy comments about my page but it just shows how much he’s bitter about it.”
“How many paid subscribers do you have exactly?”
“The number’s right here, 147, but it’s growing every day. My main issue is to keep up with the requests. If I had more time, I would be making much more money…”
Jimmy looked genuinely impressed.
I suppose that he had not processed how real it was getting until that point, where he saw the actual dollars on the screen.
Sometimes enthusiast and invested in the project, and at other times, just worried about it, Jimmy seemed to have a hard time positioning himself regarding my new activity.
I had told him the truth though; I was drowning under the messages and I was probably missing on a lot of financial opportunities.
People were ready to pay a fortune to see more of Silver Fox and lucky for them, I was excited at the idea of showing more!
As I said before, Logan was often the one who had to stop me from going too far for development and marketing reasons.
Alimenting my TikTok and other social medias was some work, but it was agreeing on the custom videos and producing them which was the most time-consuming.
I was not only doing this for money and I wanted to do things I was fully comfortable with, and even better, happy to shoot.
This meant that I had to go through hundreds of messages to come-up with videos that both my client and myself would enjoy.
On Monday, I shot a clip where I was flexing in the nude and then, jerking off while sniffing my own armpits.
On Tuesday, I made a video where I nutted on an old pair of black boxer-briefs which I sent to a generous buyer in Florida.
The recipient sent me a picture of himself licking the dirty underwear afterwards.
Disgusting, and somehow, kind of hot!
On Wednesday, I was back at doing feet content for Klaus. This time around, I had to drip honey on my feet and massaging them in the nude while talking dirty to him.
“How do you like those American size 12 soles, cunt?!”
I was acutely aware that this was weird as fuck, but I had never judged anybody’s kink, and besides, it was mostly fun.
Most of the times, I was taking the requests as if they were games or silly challenges.
It would have taken a lot to weird me out even if some of my followers definitely hit my buttons. I mean, filming myself while I was taking a shit?! Really, bro? What the fuck?
My commitment was also very much depending on who was asking.
For instance, Klaus had been a loyal fan since day one and I was therefore prioritizing him.
Still, how much potential good clients was I missing? I had many messages left unread on FansVips but aside from that, probably thousands of DMs that I would never get the chance to open on my other social media.
For that reason, my Thursday night was spent not shooting any content but on a video-call with Logan, reviewing where we were at.
We went through every content posted so far, every paid video sent to my fans, and every custom I had made following individual requests.
The idea was to make sure I could re-use some of the stuff, review how each content had been received, and get some inspiration for the future.
Which kinks were the most popular? What did people expect of me? What should be our strategy to keep the fans around?
Yes, the enterprise was getting quite professional.
We also planned for Logan to stay with me the following week-end as we were barely able to scratch the surface of all the things we needed to do during this two-hours call.
I wanted his help to shoot more content, which he was, of course, more than willing to do!
I heard Bernardo calling his boyfriend several times, - getting angrier each time -, and Logan had to hang-up.
I remembered what Jimmy had told me and I certainly did not want to be the reason for a couple breaking up.
“Bruce, I think the next step will be to collab with other creators. That’s the number one request from your fans.”
“I’m not sure about doing content with anyone else…”
“Just check the people I’m subscribed to and see if there’s anyone you’d be interested in. That’s your homework for this week-end, we will review them when I’m here. You can sub to anyone else you want to with my account.”
I sighed.
“I’m not ready to fuck another dude.”
See how I had phrased this already.
Spontaneously, I had not said that I did not want to fuck another dude, I had said that I was not ready yet.
“That’s not my thing but a few subscribers were asking for sex-tapes with women…” Logan pointed out.
“Women?”
He chuckled.
“Remember? Those human beings with two legs, two arms, and with a vagina and not a dick between their legs?”
In all fairness, I had not thought about women in a long time. I felt a bit dumb for not even considering this option.
“That might be something to look into…”
“Fucking Hell, Log? What are you doing? I’ve been waiting for you for over an hour!” I heard Bernardo in the background.
“Shit. I really need to go. Let’s discuss all of this on Saturday.”
Logan left the call and almost immediately afterwards, I typed “FansVips top female creators” on Google.
What if this was a way to get me back to the “straight” path? So to speak.
Oddly, I had not really spent much time looking at what the girls had to offer on this platform.
It was late and I had to wake-up very early the next day for the first meeting at the new construction site but I could not help myself from falling in the rabbit hole of the FansVips’ girls.
And trust me, that hole was deep!
The first thing I noticed was that women were way more successful than men in those damn apps.
I thought my stats were impressive but I was clearly a rookie when compared to the biggest female performers on FansVips.
I was definitely humbled with my couple hundreds of subscribers versus their hundreds of thousands of dedicated fans.
There was this older black woman, probably in her late forties just like me, called Cougar Kiara who was making millions on the platform and was a super-star on social media.
I jerked off watching her teasers for free and I took the bait, ending up subscribing to her paid page.
Probably the first woman followed by Logan’s account!
The MILF was getting banged left and right by all kinds of studs, and notably, by fellow FansVips creators.
Maybe Logan was onto something when he mentioned the collabs after all… And my cock was twitching at the idea of banging her sweet experienced ass in the near future.
I wondered if she was only meeting with established models or if she would enjoy a newbie like me.
In any case, I jerked off for a while going down her page.
It seemed like she was shooting dozens of porn movies a month and she must have been drilled by more than a couple hundred different dicks that year alone.
I edged myself looking at Kiara taking a hard double-penetration, her most liked scene, released about six months earlier. One of the Latino models drilling her was called Magic Dick (his real name was Rico) and Logan was a subscriber.
I clicked.
Magic Dick had two different pages, one featuring his “straight scenes” and another, the one Logan was subscribed to, featuring quote-on-quote “solos and male-on-male action”.
You know me, I got curious as to what that description could even mean.
Well, in that case, apparently it meant fooling around with other straight guys, - jerking off, massaging their asses, rubbing each other -, but no actual sex.
Sort of disappointing if you want my opinion.
I did not even catch a blowjob or a slight finger in the ass.
Still, his fans seemed to like it.
From Magic Dick’s profile, I was introduced to much more models and much more collabs. I mostly clicked on the pages that Logan was already following.
Some of these supposedly straight dudes were doing much more than light horsing around.
The biggest male star at the moment, Carlos Sanchez, was not faking anything. He was taking huge cocks in his ass, sometimes two simultaneously, while he was swallowing another dong deep in his throat.
He was even teasing “triple penetration” (HOW?! I was quite baffled by this promise) in his private content, and he had also purchased a fuck machine for his solo videos.
Once again, scrolling through his profile served me a humble pie.
He had more than 15.000 paid subscribers and had just hit the million followers’ mark on his free social media platforms.
No doubt, the man was a multi-millionaire, shooting his content in a loft in New-York or in luxurious villas in Los-Angeles. He was also working with big production companies.
Shit.
I realized that I was still rock-hard as I watched Carlos taking a monstrously large pink dildo in his hole. Damn, that thing was the size of a freaking arm!
I had never seen an asshole gaping that wide, nor on a man or a woman.
I gulped.
If this was what it took to become the top-page of the world, I was not sure that I was ready for this.
Wait, no, I was certain I would never do that!
…Right?
My cock was stiffed though… Carlos’ bum was much hairier than Nick’s, he was looking more masculine and macho, but seeing him impaling himself on the huge dildo was getting me going for sure.
Was I less or more excited than I was when watching Cougar Kiara earlier? I genuinely wondered.
It was like I was a teenager boy finding about his sexuality, testing things, understanding what was getting his cock hungry. It was a whole new world.
When Carlos teased a fisting video, it was a bit too much for me and I decided to click on a related page instead.
From the adult male performer of the year, I got to the Nine Inches King.
The dude had blown up about a year prior as he marketed himself as an ex-inmate from the State of California.
He went as far as posting his mug shot and a few details of his prison sentence on his FansVips.
I knew that already; you have to be authentic for this to work.
And it was definitely working for the Nine Inches King.
I assume you can figure what his main asset was from his name alone… His nine-inches slab of meat were everywhere and in every position on his page. This was not false-advertising.
Him too was dipping his toes into “male-on-male content” but I would say that he was halfway between Magic Dick and the full-on hardcore gay pornstar Carlos.
He had a few videos featuring Carlos by the way, and others featuring another hot Latino named Sergio who was kind of known for dabbling in the reality tv business and who was shooting content with a reality tv girl I had heard of.
Typical of reality tv people: you always sort of know them, but you are never really sure why.
In any event, each one of them seemed to be making a shit ton of money.
The Nine Inches King was also publishing another type of content: strip performances shot in various clubs, notably in Vegas.
Although, strip does not begin to describe what he was doing on stage. His signature move: spraying the audience with his cum.
And this is how I found myself jerking my own nearly nine-inches member (Ralph was only slightly beating me to the punch when it came to size), watching a male stripper cumming on a client’s face.
Maybe I was not fully gay because I had been very much (and sincerely) into eating pussies for most of my life, but at this point, I could definitely no longer define myself as a simple straight man.
Talking about being not-so-straight, I received a private message just when I was about to cum watching another Nine Inches King’s video.
I was still using Logan’s account and guess who wrote me there? Wild Nick!
“Hey honey, I loved the show we did together last time, why have you disappeared? I miss you…”
There, I was facing a clear choice.
Stopping the madness or diving deeper in it.
“What are you offering tonight? I want something real filthy.” I wrote.
“Want to see me taking a dildo up my ass?”
And fuck, I had to dive deeper!
Come on, little skanky Nick shoving a dildo in his ass, unaware that I was the client paying and watching, I could hardly miss on that golden opportunity.
We negotiated the price for a ten minutes show, - I was already close to nut anyway -, but I was not cheap and I offered 100$ right away.
You have to support your fellow content creators, right?
Nick agreed for performing the show immediately.
I understood that he did not want to waste too much time.
It was nearly midnight and I knew that both Nick and I would be tired the next day. We had to wake-up at 6 AM to go to the new work site. I could not name something I was dreading more.
I sent the money right away and the show started less than a couple minutes later.
Crazy how Nick was much more professional about this than he was when it came to his real job.
Anyway, I was not going to complain, he was already naked and oily when he picked the video-call.
His cock was flaccid though, and I could have been wrong, but it looked like it was dripping with cum.
I bet that he had just performed a show for another one of his subscribers.
“Welcome back, honey!”
Just the way in which he was flirting with me, that was stirring my cock up.
I knew the drill now and I did not intend to waste any minute of his live show being shocked or shy.
I went for it bluntly.
“I’m not here for chit-chat, where’s that dildo you need to bury up your ass?” I typed.
“Ooh… Daddy is feisty tonight! I like that. Here it is!”
Nick grabbed a dildo from below the screen. A white one.
Nothing like the humongous thing that Carlos had miraculously managed to shove in his ass, but still, it was not small either. I would say 7 or 8 inches, quite thick, just a size smaller than my own dripping cock.
“You like fucking yourself, kid?” I sent him.
“You know that I love it… Although, I hope you won’t be too hard on me… I’m still a beginner in this.”
My cock twitched.
“Even better.” I wrote down.
I was genuine.
The fact that Nick was a virgin boy and not a professional pornstar was making it so much better.
In a way, this experience was really helping me understand why people had found an interest in me in the first place, and what they meant by the content being authentic.
Porn is freaking everywhere online and you can find the craziest stuff in only two Google clicks, nowadays, people are looking for something else, maybe a special connection or an intimacy that they do no longer have in real life.
Nick got on all fours, - that seemed to be his favourite position -, but he was facing me and not showing me his ass.
I almost made a comment, asking him to hurry up and fuck himself, but he had a great reason to be like this.
He started licking and then sucking the dildo avidly.
“I wish it was your big cock I was blowing, daddy… Hmmm… I bet it’d be juicier!”
He almost made me nut!
For sure, it would be juicier, I was leaking precum everywhere! My hands and balls were wet.
“Damn… I love it when you’re acting so slutty!”
He read my message and winked at me.
He could no longer talk; the dildo was well-buried in his throat.
Seeing that I was enjoying his oral skills very much, he went further and practically fucked his own throat.
He went hard on the back-and-forth until had to spit out the dildo and a bunch of slime came out and dripped down his chin and chest.
“Fuck… I had never taken it this hard.” He spoke, his eyes getting teary.
“That was awesome.” I wrote to encourage him.
“I need to make that cock real wet before sliding it inside my hole.”
He licked the tip of the dildo again and spat on it. The toy was glistening.
I said it before, and I will say it again: WHAT A SLUT!
“Should I try to shove it in, daddy?”
“PLEASE!” I typed furiously.
The blondie was driving me crazy.
“I wish I could hear you ordering me around.” He said as he turned around to display his peachy bum to the camera.
I almost turned the microphone on.
What a dumbass!
As if he would not have recognized me. Thankfully, I stopped myself before talking.
Instead, I simply ignored his comment and Nick went on with the show. He was spreading his asshole and rubbing saliva against his pucker.
He was about to get in with his fingers first before grabbing the dildo. Probably a smart choice, and besides, I was all up for the slow-building.
Although, we only had six minutes left so he better not be too slow.
Just like in the video I had watched days prior, Nick started fingering himself with his index. Only this time, he was live.
Believe me, this was making all the difference.
“Keep going, stretch that hole!” I demanded.
He could not read my message as he was looking in the other direction.
He did not need my instructions anyway; he added his middle finger to spread his anus further apart.
From this point on, he started grunting and moaning, and it seemed like genuine enjoyment.
I was glad that he had his fun with his two fingers down his asshole.
The shot was looking so good that I let go of my cock for a few seconds to take a screenshot.
I was not sure if it was allowed or not but I did not intend to do anything wrong with it, I just wanted to keep memorabilia of this moment.
“I think I’m ready for something bigger!” Nick teased me.
“Go for it, baby. Get that dildo deep inside!” I wrote even though he was no longer reading my messages.
Still in the doggy style position, his ass so close to the camera, he played with the dildo and he started tapping it against his hole.
He sucked it again, - while the sex-toy had just been so close from his ass -, before attempting to shove it for the first time.
I was, literally, on the edge of my seat, dripping with sweat, precum, and soon, some creamier milk would be coming up straight from my balls.
Three minutes of the show were remaining and I would jizz within this timeframe for sure.
“Aaah… Fuck… It’s so tight…” Nick muttered.
I was in awe.
I tried to turn the volume up.
I needed to hear every moan, whisper and more importantly, every friction between the dildo and that virgin tight anus.
I was so close to explode; it was getting difficult to remain collected.
The dildo breached in.
I saw it, so up close and personal with the camera. His asshole swallowed the tip. It got wide… and wild!
The juice was dripping from my cockhead.
I could not hold it any longer.
“Yes… Fuck, yes… It’s getting in…” Nick moaned.
Such a perfect ass taking the tip, and now much more than the tip, of that silicon cock.
If only it was my throbbing bone instead!
“Wait… I think… I think I can try to go deeper in another position.”
Keeping the dildo in his ass, Nick was turning around.
I was over the moon; this was exactly what I wanted to see. His green eyes staring at the camera, while his legs would be spread in the air and the dildo would be buried deep in his asshole.
He turned around, faced me, and I busted my loads all over myself. The volleys were thick and strong.
I was literally shaking.
But something was wrong…
Nick’s face had changed drastically, like he was about to puke or something.
My first thought was that he had hurt himself with the dildo and I got worried. Did he go too hard?
But then he said, or rather, screamed:
“BRUUUUCE?!”
My mind froze as the warm milk kept blasting from my cock.
How?!
Then, on the bottom right corner on my screen, I could see the video return and my own traumatized face, my chest covered in jizz and my cock still leaking a fairly large amount of semen.
I must have had turned the camera on when I was trying to take a screenshot or to turn the volume up.
How much of a moron could I have been?
“WHAT THE FUCK, BRUCE?!”
Nick hastily turning off the live show was the last thing I saw before the screen went black.
I had just been caught red-handed.
FUCK.
Comments
syrus80
Oh Nick! Calm down about it and then you’ll realize that you want Bruce just as much as he wants you!
memo2dt
Bruce, Bruce, Bruce what were you thinking? Anyway it was good to see Ralph still going at it along with Carlos & Sergio making appearances.
