Silver Fox

A construction worker's life drastically changes when a video in which he appears shirtless goes viral. Out of nowhere, the hunky 46 years-old becomes a sensation in the gay community! And when he realizes how much money he can make selling pictures and videos of himself online... Bruce decides to become Silver Fox!

SILVER FOX

Chapter 12: The Intervention

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

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

"What's your point Logan?"

I sighed.

I hated being woken up abruptly and I was pissed.

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

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

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

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

A concerning thought crossed my mind.

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

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

I rubbed my eyes. I was still very sleepy.

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

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

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

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

The intercom rang, right on cue.

I rolled my eyes.

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

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

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

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

I exposed my glorious morning wood with no second thought.

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

I picked up the intercom.

"Hey, it's Nick..."

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

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

Logan looked very stressed.

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

It was not that big of a deal.

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

"Oh God... I hope not!"

I smiled.

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

Logan stared at my crotch (as per usual).

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

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

He did not need to finish his sentence.

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

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

Nick arrived shortly after.

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

"You wanted to see me, boy?"

"Hi, Bruce..."

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

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

They also shook hands.

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

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

That was not good.

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

"Juice is cool."

I bet that he loved himself some juice...

Definitely, having him there was awkward.

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

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

I tried a joke to lighten the mood.

"Feels like we're doing an intervention."

Both Nick and Logan pretended to laugh.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And there we were again, I thought.

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

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

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

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

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

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

What had I done to that poor kid?

"Fuck. I had no idea, Nick."

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nick shrugged his shoulders.

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

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

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

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

"What the hell?"

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

I resisted going near his ass.

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

"Where are you staying at currently?"

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

I was not living in the best part of town.

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

If it was possible, I felt even worse.

"Is this a sustainable solution?"

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

I ignored his last comment.

"That's encouraging, I suppose."

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

"How so?"

"Easy! We sue them for unfair layoff."

I chuckled.

"How was it unfair?"

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

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

I was flabbergasted.

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

I had the longest sigh.

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

"They deserve it!"

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

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

We were like oil and water.

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

We stopped fighting, but we stopped talking as well.

We went silent for a while.

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

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

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

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

He looked at the ceiling.

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

That must have been a tough one to admit.

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

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

I groaned at him.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Another moment of silent.

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

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

I audibly gasped.

Of course! That was THE solution!

*

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

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

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

"Where did you get those?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes, Chief!"

We changed in the living room.

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

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

We executed the orders without question.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I hoped the camera did not catch my grin.

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

I slapped his ass.

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

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

I had really become an addict.

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

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

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

"Nice looking ass, bro."

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

"Ah." He gasped a little.

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

Maybe the erection would indeed come spontaneously.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Thank you, man. I appreciate it."

His athletic smooth body was firm.

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

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

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

Nick gulped but he did it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It made me feel all fuzzy inside.

What was I doing with my life?

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

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

My mind was talking but my cock was diverging.

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

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

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

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

What did he think coming up with this collab plan?

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

Besides, we were hot as fuck.

I was seeing our reflections in the mirror.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We had more to do.

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

"Good for me!" Logan exclaimed.

Nick nodded yes.

I could hardly read him.

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

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

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