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Silver Fox - Chapter 08
🕑 Added 2024-09-29 09:30:01 +0000 UTCSILVER FOX
Chapter 8: Finger on the Pulse
I was nervously waiting for Logan.
We had agreed to meet up quickly before he had to leave town.
Logan had caught me, - not that I had been very discreet since I was literally using his own account -, ordering a private x-rated show from my co-worker.
I tried to reassure myself.
Logan was not a model of virtue himself… Why would he care?
Still, I knew that I had somehow crossed an invisible line there.
We had only a little time before Logan had to return to his work and boyfriend, about 70 miles away from where I lived.
“What’s up Silver Fox?”
He did not seem any different than usual. He greeted me with a warm smile and a quick hug.
“All good… The page is finally up and running! Thanks again. You know a few people have already found me.”
“I’m not surprised. They must have been on a look-out for your grand debut on FansVips. Are you going to promote it?”
“Yes, as we discussed, I’ll post the link in my posts on social media tonight.”
“People are going to be all over it, man!”
I thought it was time to segway towards the reason why I actually wanted to see Logan.
“I won’t do a Nick and do this whole thing on the down-low.” I casually mentioned.
He caught the bait and went exactly where I wanted him to go.
“Yes, I agree. How was the show last night by the way? Has FreshNick really gone wild?”
Logan winked at me.
I bet that he was loving this, catching a straight mature man paying for the live show of a supposedly just-as-straight blond twink.
“I guess wild is an appropriate word to define it. About that…”
I searched for my words and Logan cut me off.
“You don’t need to justify yourself, Bruce. You can use my account whenever you want, as long as you use your own credit card to pay for your entertainment, it’s fine.”
He had this cheeky “I know you’ve been a naughty boy” smile.
“My entertainment? Listen, I’m not trying to explain myself.” (Exactly what a person who was explaining himself would say…) “I just thought it was a good idea to see what Nick was up to, as a source of inspiration and, to be honest, I was curious.”
I had rehearsed that little speech in my head all morning.
I did not want it to sound like a big deal but I did want to explain my motives. Putting things that way, it did not look so bad and pervy, right?
Also, Logan did not need to know that I had experienced one of my creamiest orgasms while watching Nick twerking his peachy ass on my screen.
“I told you, that’s fine. Relax Bruce.”
He could not take his satisfied smile out of his face though.
“Have you talked about it to Jimmy? I mean, about the fact that Nick has a FansVips.”
“Nah, I’m not one to tell on anyone… Not my style.”
“I think that’s smart. If Nick wants to be discreet about it, it’s not really our place to put him out there.”
Logan put his hand on my shoulder. I was wearing my signature sleeveless tank-top; It was another heated day.
“Your secret is safe with me.” He spoke.
“That’s not my secret…”
“Whatever Bruce, all I’m concerned about is how you’ll do on your page and frankly, how it will benefit me.”
“Don’t worry, I didn’t forget about your 15 percent and I think they are rightly deserved. Besides, I’m ready to smash that FansVips game!”
He was too.
Logan had less than twenty minutes to spare but we spent them drafting the promotional posts and picking the pictures and videos I would share on FansVips for the entire week.
Twenty minutes were enough since the man seemed to know exactly what would work and how I would engage my subscribers without showing too much, too soon.
His marketing skills never ceased to amaze me.
Our first choice was a picture from the shooting in the communal showers, we then decided to share the “coming home from work – stripping video” a little further down the week.
Logan also helped me organizing my files to make things easier on the long run. He had this whole plan figured out.
Seriously, he was a precious ally in my new journey and if I do say so myself, we were getting pretty damn good at this.
It was a success from day one.
Quickly enough, the Silver Fox’ page was nearing a hundred followers. Our strategy was to keep it at a low price to begin with and then, gradually offer more expansive (and more outrageous) content.
Klaus, my feet enthusiast from Germany, was one of my very first subscribers. Since the moment this had all started, he had continuously asked me for feet videos.
I must say, I appreciated the money and therefore the guy very much, but his latest requests were getting weirder and weirder.
On the last video he had bought, I had to smash a freaking gummy bear with my feet and pretend like I was a giant crushing him.
Afterwards, I had to eat the disgusting gummy.
To each their own, I suppose.
He sent me a 40$ tip on top of the 80$ he had already paid upfront so I guess that I had done a pretty good job.
Mitchell was also following me and I bet he was sharing the content of my page with his hubby, Louis.
I got a serious kick out of imagining the two of them getting off, and even having sex, all the while watching my content.
They had not asked for another meet-up but I knew for sure they were still obsessed with my big cock and the so-called “Dom Daddy” attitude I was serving on my page.
This thought alone gave me a hard-on.
Just to be clear, by this point, I had to recognize that I could not be as straight as I had always thought.
I mean, I had never had gay thoughts, but maybe, it was only a matter of not allowing them in back when I was younger.
For some reason, it seemed like the gates were now all-opened and it was getting difficult to ignore the intrusive thoughts.
Especially when I was viewing my co-worker in a brand-new light since I had found his paid page (and very much enjoyed his content).
Anytime I was working on site with Nick, I was distracted by his sweet fuckable ass, irritatingly trapped in his jeans instead of being out in the open, for me to dispose of.
See, he was very good at teasing when he was in his “Wild Nick” character, and the little show he had given me had stopped right at the best (or worst) moment, as he was about to finger his virgin pinkish asshole!
How frustrating was that?!
Honestly, I had to consciously stop myself from paying him to ask for another private session.
The fact was, he was so obnoxious at work that I was not really eager to spend money on his buns, no matter how juicy and inviting they were…
As it turned out, the opening of my own FansVips and the fact that I was opened regarding my x-rated activities online seemed to make Nick even more annoying than before.
He could not help from making snarky comments.
“You’re heading home, Silver Fox? What are you doing tonight? Your first sex-tape?”
And he would laugh hysterically as if this was funny or some shit.
I got his frustration. Nick was hiding and not making half the money he should have made, while I was owning up to it and already getting close to overtake him in number of paid subscribers.
Eh, I was not feeling bad about it.
It was up to him to own up to his slutty side and his audacity, - given that he was doing much worse than I was -, to tease me about the page achieve to convince me that I did not owe the 19 years-old sting anything.
I had to bite my tongue several times not to snap at him and reveal his big secret in front of the entire crew.
Good for him, I was smarter than outing him, especially given the circumstances under which I had found out about his page.
Some might have called it a mature reaction, but if I am being honest, I kept my mouth shut mostly because I wanted to keep on checking on his page discreetly for as long as I could.
I told you; I was getting weirdly obsessed with Nick.
Or at least, with his bum.
But enough talk about that little blondie brat!
One week after my debut on FansVips and as agreed with Logan, it was time for the first private video that I would send to a few lucky (and paying) subscribers.
Already, my flaccid uncut cock had been a hit, the coming home from work’s video had been praised by my fans, and I was getting more followers than we ever expected for a first week in the adult industry.
To be fair, we had laid the foundations for a month and my previous online presence had built the high expectations.
Now that the fans were there, we had to match the hype and seal the deal.
I say “We” because it was as if Logan was as invested in the project as I was. He really had the finger on the pulse on what was hot and what was out, and I fully trusted his judgment.
I guess that this was a gay superpower or something.
He could have used his influence to make me do the nastiest shit, but instead, he was often the one to calm me down and to wisely advise me not to show too much on the public feed.
If I had done this alone, I would have probably had shared a sex-tape already!
Too bad that I was mostly banging married women who were, understandably, camera shy.
That being said, I was not fucking that much since I had become a viral sensation online. I had not even thought about it, but yes, it had been a couple of months since I had not dipped my dick in a wet pussy…
Odd, to say the least.
Anyway, as I said, Logan and I were forming a great team to the point where even Jimmy was getting sus of how much and how well we were working together.
I think that part of it was jealousy of losing his best bro, - I was spending so much time discussing with Logan over the phone and managing my page when I was free that I had less time to hang out with Jimmy -, and part of it was that he was afraid of Doreen finding out.
“Why would she care that her cousin helps me?” I asked him once during our lunch break.
“You know Doreen’s a Christian woman, FansVips is not really part of the family values.”
“Oh please, give me a break. As if you two waited to be married to have sex!”
“Dude, don’t ever say that in front of her, even as a joke. She’d be mortified.”
I rolled my eyes.
“You really need to stop talking about your wife as if you’re scared of her or something. That’s not a good look buddy.”
“Happy wife, happy life! You know the saying? Or maybe you don’t…”
I knew he was referring to my divorce.
“Karen was a bitch and I’m better off without her. No wife, happy man!” I snapped back.
I thought this was clever. Logan smiled.
“And regarding your comment about sex, as you may have noticed, I did put a ring on it immediately as Tommy was announced.”
“Oh right, I remember now…”
I had met Jimmy around this time.
Coincidentally, he had told me in the same breath that he had just gotten engaged and that his fiancé was pregnant. The dude had popped the question so fast.
I was invited at the wedding only a couple months later and there sure were a lot of boring Christian people there.
“I mean, Logan’s coming out was the biggest scandal in their family. I don’t think Log is talking to his dad, Doreen’s uncle, to this day.” Jimmy told me a little more seriously.
“That’s sad.”
“It is… And downright ridiculous, I’m aligned with that. But eh, I just want to make sure you don’t get Logan into any funny business. Besides, there’s Bernardo to take into consideration. They’ve been together for four years.”
This, I admit, made me feel a little anxious.
“Look, I think the way Logan handles his relationship with his boyfriend is none of my concern. I don’t know their rules or how they live their lives. Besides, as long as he doesn’t appear in the videos, I don’t really see the harm. He’s mostly a consultant or even a marketing guy at this stage.”
“Yes, but he’s supposed to be a landscape technician, working outdoors, not a social media muggle. I’m not sure he’s really cut out for this.”
“Talking about actual work, maybe we should get back to it.” I said to end the conversation.
Was I supposed to feel bad?
In my views, everyone was free to do whatever they pleased. Even if it was true that Logan’s family would judge him for dipping his toes in the porn business, that would be their problem, not his!
It is freaking America! Land of the free! Is not it? He was way past 30 years old, experienced enough to know what he should do.
But I digress, I wanted to talk about my first real filthy video.
Being naked online was one thing, actually stroking your fat cock for an audience was another. But at this point, I was more than ready.
For this one, maybe because I had just had the conversation with Jimmy, or maybe because I felt like I know what to do, I did not ask Logan for advice.
I set up my phone on a damn tripod I had to purchase, - with the money of my dear followers, thank you Klaus -, I grabbed the lube, and I launched a porn on my computer.
I went for a good old “skanky college girl meets beefy older man” kind of videos.
Although, I only assumed she was supposed to be a college girl, the movie was not really about the scenario and only featured a few lines of dialogues.
“Hmmm… Professor, can I see your big man’s cock?”
“Here you go, cunt!”
The man fetched his already hard (and massive) dick out of his pants.
“Wow! It’s so fucking large; you think I can fit it all in my throat?”
“There’s only one way to find out!”
And that was it.
The rest of the movie was a succession of over-the-top fake moans and groans from both parties.
For some reason, I actually got bored by it. It seemed too fake and fabricated. I did not believe the girl on film when she was reaching her orgasms.
She even bothered me as she jumped up and down the male performer’s XXL cock.
Besides, she did not even take it in the ass. What the fuck?
My dick was hard, but barely, although I had not jerked off all day.
I could not have that for my first wanking video.
Could you imagine the comments about the old folk not being able to get it real hard? No, Silver Fox was a horny stallion, even when nearing 47!
I had my pride and aside from that, it was simply weird for me to have this issue. Was it because I was filming myself? Maybe the professional vibe had killed the mood?
Dang it, I did not understand my weird brain, I loved showing off!
And in any case, I was usually one to get it up real quick, and often, at the most inappropriate times.
Just remember when I was scrolling through Nick’s profile, how hard and dripping I got!
That was awkward, right?
Damn…
Thinking about that live-show again, it did feel like I had found the magical (and often inexplicable) switch to turn me on.
My cock was finally waking up for good.
It was not surprising as the frustrating ending of the show had been on my mind pretty much 24/7 since then.
Trying to ignore the alarm blasting off in my mind, I opened another tab and clicked on Wild Nick’s FansVips page.
I could have another quick look… or a deep dive.
As it turned out, that was my day of luck because Nick had just posted another clip.
It seemed like having to compete with Silver Fox had forced him to level-up his game.
In this new video, he was wearing another pair of jockstraps, but as part of a much sexier outfit, all made entirely of leather.
Basically, Nick had black leather straps around his pecs, those were running down his sides, until it reached and united with the waistbands of the jockstraps, being part of the same unitard costume.
TRAMPY AS FUCK.
I wondered where he had even gotten such a thing!
But for the life of me, it did get my dick rock hard.
I hit record on my camera and started touching myself as I was watching the three-minutes clip.
“Hey honey, what do you think of my outfit tonight?”
Damn!
It was like Nick was talking directly to me.
Obviously, he was not. He did not even know that I was aware of the existence of his page, he was only enticing his targeted audience.
But still, that was stirring me up in all possible ways!
And also, maybe I was his targeted audience after all...
He turned around and slapped his bare ass. So pale and smooth.
“You like leather on my skin?”
He continued his bit.
I was watching religiously.
“I’ve got quite the surprise for you… Are you ready to see it, honey?”
What can I say? There was just something which was hitting just right when I was seeing the little prick whoring himself out for his subscribers.
I was caressing my balls and stroking myself furiously.
My coworker gave himself another little spank and moaned.
I was starting to breathe heavily and I looked at my camera.
Then, I realized that my own footage would not be usable as is… I could not have freaking Nick talking in the background of my first jerk-off video! Shit.
Grudgingly, I put the clip I was watching on mute, - I was not going to turn it off just when it was getting spicy -, and I actually started it back from the very beginning.
His green eyes staring in the camera in the very first shot was almost as exciting as the red mark on his ass after he had slapped himself.
What was Nick’s surprise? I was eager to find out.
He lowered the camera’s angle, got on all fours, and offered his peachy ass to his audience. Nothing new under the Sun so far.
Using some oil, he caressed his own bum, made it all shiny, and there, he tapped his index finger against his anus.
The tight hole was pulsing at the beat. That thing was winking at me!
I was in awe.
But Nick had not revealed his surprise yet.
He rubbed his finger against his pucker some more until he actually broke in.
“Aarrgh.” I groaned.
And believe me, my moan was not fake.
I would be selling real authentic Alpha male beating up his meat on my page!
I was confused too.
Nick was supposed to sell those types of videos in private as special content, but there he was, fingering himself on the main feed.
It did not seem like his first time either; his butthole swallowed his finger very naturally. A great suction.
I was angry at myself for turning the sound off, I wished I had heard the little pop when his index came out… and went straight back in.
Believe me, from this point on, I did not have any more issue remaining stiffed and I was getting all the feels.
Who could believe that this man acting like such a naughty bitch on camera was the same one who teased me on work for showing my nudes online?!
The irony was unmatched.
Come on, he had called me a “washed-out pornstar”, in front of our boss, only a few hours prior!
And now… Just look at him, going back and forth with his index… Searching his insides… Dang, if only he was using a bigger tool to penetrate himself… Or at least, a couple more fingers… I would stretch that just right… But I would not use my fingers…
My mind was reeling.
I was seeing myself banging the guy. Hard. Raw. In every single position.
I would have given to him good.
Fuck, my nut was already coming. I tried to calm down.
The clip stopped but I replayed it.
I could not only think about myself, I had to give a worthy show for my subscribers. I caressed my nipples as I jerked off, I spat on my thick veiny cock because I knew that many of my followers loved that, I showed my armpits…
For the third run watching Nick’s video, I tried to be most mindful of my own audience, giving them the best angles of my stiffed bone and sweaty body.
And then, I replayed it to make it last, and over and over again…
Until I had twenty-five minutes rushes edging myself and losing my mind. I was precumming so much, my cock had turned into a fountain.
I stared right at the camera.
I had been pretty silent so far.
“Who’d like to eat that shit?” I teased my future audience, playing with the precum with my fingers, even bringing it close to my mouth.
I could be a slut too!
To nut, I decided to pause the video, - that I was watching for maybe the tenth time -, on the very last frame: a close-up of the finger buried deep, - so, so deep -, inside Nick’s virgin asshole.
That shot was simply glorious.
I emptied myself on my chest, hit the wall behind me, and also my eye.
Shit, I had not planned to give that much to my fans in my first paid video.
I was not sure that Logan would approve, but sue me, I have always been a giver at heart.
My first pay per view video would be a milky hit!
