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 15: The Path

I had to remain professional.

We were living together, we were shooting x-rated content together, he was a horny freshly 20 years-old man with a lot of ambitions and very few inhibitions, but I had to remain serious.

What was I doing with my life, fantasizing about Nick?

I mean, I was about to celebrate my 47th birthday, I had to control my damn libido.

Yet, I could not deny that the lines were definitely getting blurred.

When I was filming his butt in the shower, was it to get a good clip to share with our fans or was it because I simply wanted to watch the pearls of water dripping on his smooth ass-cheeks?

As I said before, as much as I wanted to have the pretext of a video to have Nick sucking my dick or to have me do much more with his virgin asshole, I made the promise to myself that I would not be one initiating this.

More than being on board, Nick had to be the one wanting it the most, initiating the action.

But what did he want?

Was he craving my cock?

When I took a few pictures of him and he needed to get hard, he used a straight porn to get himself in the mood.

Come on! I was right there, naked myself, what more did he need?

And at other times, the way he was looking at me, the way he was acting and dirty-talking to me, the way he loved to play with his narrow tight hole... I could not shake the feeling that he wanted my massive cock deep in his ass.

But again, maybe that was my own fantasies talking.

After spending so much time with Nick, going to the gym with Jimmy felt like a necessary break.

The thing was, Jimmy was usually the one I was telling everything to, but right there, I felt like this unexpected attraction was something I could not really talk about.

We barely chatted at all during our work-out anyway since we went very hard at it.

I needed my body to stay in shape more than ever, and Jimmy, well, he had always been the more committed of the two of us to the gym.

Without him, I would have probably turned into a man with an actual dadbod and I would still be working at the Porters' company.

As often, we only started talking to each other after our session while we were showering and then changing in the locker-rooms.

Naked chats are the best chats, am I right?

"I can't believe I'm friend with a gay pornstar now." He said with a smirk.

"Who are you talking about? Because I'm neither gay nor a pornstar." I replied.

I did have a smile on my face.

I knew that my friend had a point.

"You certainly looked like one getting creamed by Nick!"

In one of our latest videos which had gone viral, Nick had jizzed and incidentally hit my chest quite a lot.

He had then licked his own sperm out of my hairy stomach.

You bet the clip was an instant hit; it had been one of our raunchiest yet!

"Funny way to phrase that... But eh, Jimmy, I thought you were not looking at our videos, that it was making you sick."

He made a face. I had just caught him.

"Those are difficult to avoid, they're all over the internet. Aren't you supposed to have them exclusive for your subscribers?"

"Well, yeah, we're pretty comfortable with the leaks for some of our content. Ultimately, they bring more people to our pages. And don't worry, we're making that good money."

"Apparently, you are."

He looked at my brand-new sneakers.

I grinned.

"We're reaching a five-figure number this month. Don't worry, your brother-in-law will get his share."

"Logan told me you asked him to slow down." He tapped my shoulder. "That was nice of you."

"He's been great, I mean, doing this shit changed my life. I owe it partly to him."

"Damn... I have to say, what you do seems so surreal to me, like insane, and at the same time, five figures you say?"

"Yes, and we're barely scratching the surface. We've only been doing it seriously for a few weeks."

"That makes you think..."

I could tell that Jimmy was rethinking a lot of his choices, indeed.

"It's not too late for you to join the fun. Look at your body, you're so much more shredded than I am. I've told you before, you'd do great, maybe better than I am, and I'd help you out."

I scanned him from head to toes.

Jimmy was definitely a stunner.

"Bruce..."

"Listen, if I can make that much money with Nick, I cannot even begin to imagine what we could do together."

"Bro, I'm not gay."

"Neither I am! I'm just having fun... and making some real-ass money in the process."

"Yeah... But there's Dorie... That's just out of the question for her."

There was certainly an evolution in his discourse.

He was no longer saying he would never get naked online; he was saying that his wife would not let him do it.

"Don't you want to buy her a house? Don't you want your kids to go to college?"

"Don't guilt-trip me with the kids, man."

"Sorry. Not my intention, dude. I guess this is not for everyone, I don't want you regretting doing it. Well, I guess that I don't want you regretting not doing it either. I was just saying, you'd completely smash it."

I was sincere, aside from being fit as fuck, Jimmy was handsome. He was tall, beautiful hair, sharp jaw line, a freaking catch.

Not that I was attracted to him, but you know, one man can recognize that one of his buddies is gorgeous.

If I am being real, my gym mate was way much hotter than I ever was.

"Maybe... And I suppose I won't maintain this body forever." He looked down at his abs.

"Hey! Remember, daddies are in all right! I'm ten years older than you and I still have many good years ahead of me."

He laughed and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Sorry, not my intention to remind you that you're so old."

"Shut up, idiot."

"Come on, you know you look good."

He had taken a much more serious tone of voice and that threw me for a loop. Like, I felt some sexual tension in the air.

I was turning downright crazy!

First Nick, now Jimmy...

This could not be serious. Right?

I took my distance and finished changing.

In the end, I did not mention the odd feelings I was having for Nick, it seemed ridiculous to express them out loud, especially after that weird intimate moment we had just had.

Also, it could not be that important.

However, as soon as I was back in the apartment, I was confronted to my bizarre attraction in a pretty direct manner.

I walked on Nick fucking himself on the couch, lying on his back, spreading his legs and shoving a large dildo back-and-forth in his wrecked asshole.

The camera and the tripod were set right in front of him.

"Hmmm... yes... God, yes... Fuck me, Allan... Fuck me!"

Who the hell was Allan?!

"Dude?"

I asked.

Nick looked at me, he was stunned for a split second. He had not heard me coming in.

"Man... I'm live... I'm doing a live show..."

I had not noticed the computer hooked up to the camera at first, but here it was.

"Oh... Sorry... I...."

Nick barely acknowledged me and he buried the dildo even deeper in his hole.

"Yes... I just got caught... But I don't give a fuck, I'm with you, honey... Stay with me... Look at how bad I want this..."

I thought I was Honey!

Dang, now I was jealous of a customer.

I probably should have left to let Nick do his thing in peace but for the life of me, I could not stop looking at this.

"You wanna see it gaping?"

Fuck yes, I wanted to.

But sadly, Nick was only talking to his lucky viewer.

He pulled out the dildo from his ass and spread his hole to the camera. What a shame. I could not see it well from where I stood.

It must have been gaping like crazy, I had never seen Nick fuck himself that hard.

I learned later that he had been at it for almost an hour when I caught him. The guy named Allan had just kept on tipping him to make the show last longer and longer...

I mean, I had been in his position, it was hard not to send more money when Nick was threatening to turn his camera off!

"Look at that hole, honey, hmmm... Not so tight anymore, eh?.... God... More of my fingers now?!"

Nick shoved what seemed to be like three fingers inside him.

I could not resist; I moved around the room to have a better view and I slid my hand inside my white shorts.

I was no longer thinking.

Or rather, my cock was thinking instead of my brain.

Nick did not seem to care one bit about me being there, he may have been thinking I was already back in my room. He was in his character.

He was probably only thinking of the hundreds of dollars surely coming his way.

Soon enough, he would no longer need to live with me.

We were all over each other in the apartment, it was not made for two, but I was not in a hurry for Nick to leave.

Finally, I found a good spot to have a front row seat to his performance.

"Hmmm... I feel so opened... I don't think I've ever been that opened..."

Indeed, that ass was stretched like never before.

It looked so fuckable right there.

I pulled my stiffening dick out of my shorts and I jerked myself off.

At the same time, Nick finally glanced at me.

I was not sure about his reaction. I was sort of crossing an unspoken boundary there.

That being said, he was fucking the hell out of himself on my own couch. Was there any sort of rule anymore?

"You wanna fuck that hole so bad, don't you?"

He was still talking to the camera, but now, I was standing a couple of feet behind it, so it almost seemed like he was directly addressing me.

I spat on my cock to make the head slippery.

I played with my foreskin as Nick kept on fucking himself with three of his fingers now buried deep.

Sometimes, he had to shut his eyes, the pleasure was apparently too intense to handle.

I would not shut mine; I could not even afford to blink. What I was witnessing was just the purest of art form.

Believe me when I say that it took every bit of self-control in me not to jump on Nick right there, during his live-show.

I may have said to Jimmy that I was not gay nor a pornstar but the jock moaning on my couch was trying me on both accounts.

There was a notification sound, probably showing that Nick had received yet another donation.

"Oh yes... Your money makes me so slutty... Such a bad dirty boy ..."

I could not see the computer's screen but I bet Allan was going crazy.

I definitely was.

Damn, I wanted to get closer but I could not... I would not...

Unless...

Nick jumped on the other side of the couch, got on all fours, and crawled towards the camera, looking extra slutty.

"You know what, honey? I think we could make this whole thing even more fun! No, don't leave yet! I may have a big surprise for you."

My dick was at full mast in my hands.

I was using both to massage it.

Nick then finally straight up looked at me, and this time around, there was no doubt he was talking to me.

"Silver Fox, would you care to join me?"

I audibly gasped.

What a fool I had become to consider this invitation as such an honour.

But I truly did. I was dying to join him.

"Really?" I asked, like a teenage girl surprised that she would be invited to the dance by the hottest quarterback of the school.

"Come on here, I think somebody else should be taking care of my ass. My wrists are tired from all the dildo shoving."

I walked slowly towards Nick, containing my urge to jump on him.

I stepped out of my shorts as I got closer to my temptation.

"You need a Dom Daddy for real, boy." I said, grabbing his neck.

"Hmmm."

He let go of a faint moan.

I licked his face. His right cheek, specifically, just like a dog.

I am not sure what came up to me, we had never done this before, but it felt very natural.

Nick seemed to like it.

This time around, his excitement was palpable through every fibre of his naked being and his big cock was hard, fapping against his lean stomach and his six-pack abs.

Continuing with my sensual approach, I ran my tongue down his neck, his upper chest, his perky nipples, and then I licked his abs, carefully going around his dripping bone.

I may have avoided his cock, but I for sure swallowed some of his precum in the way.

I felt an unfamiliar, - but not unpleasant -, salty taste in my mouth.

Whatever, I was insatiable and I wanted more.

"You want me to fuck you in the ass?!"

I had to ask.

My face had reached the level of his pulsating butthole. It was all lubed up, slippery and wet, it was shut again so it looked tight but I knew for sure it was ready to open up all over again.

I looked up to Nick.

His cock was on the way above me but I could still see his face clearly.

He seemed on the verge of either breaking down or experiencing an immense joy.

What was it going to be? Was he finally about to give in and beg me to sodomize him for the very first time?

"I... I don't think I'm ready for that."

I cannot lie, there was a huge disappointment here.

There was some guilt too, had I gone too far? Should I have let him more space?

And then, finally, I realized that there was some hope as well.

"That's all right if you're not ready, Nick... That's fine..."

I caressed his thighs.

He had a layer of hair on those but because he was blond, if I had not been so up-close, I could have thought he was totally hairless.

Not ready...

That did not mean, never ready.

If anything, there was a path towards fucking that asshole.

And in fact, a door was opening in that instant.

"I... I don't think I can take a cock in my ass now."

He said not Now.

But he did not say never.

"There's absolutely no rush." I assured him.

I kept on massaging his groin and inner thighs.

He was so excited too.

"I know but I... Maybe you could do something else..."

I grabbed the dildo.

Dang. The silicon toy was warm from his hole. Nick had been fucking himself for so long.

"What do you need, baby?"

I wondered if Allan, watching from miles away, was aware that this was such a turning point for Nick and I.

I was ready to slide my fingers in that hole, or to insert any of the sex toys around us. We had been down this road before; I knew exactly what to do and what Nick liked.

Certainly, he would soon once again cum like a geyser all over me.

I would gladly take the cum for a go at his sweet ass.

But as it turned out, we would walk a different path that day.

I got closer with the dildo, rubbing it against his eager hole, and Nick stopped me.

"No... I... I've had enough."

Dang.

Second time in the row he was stopping me at a crucial time. Was I misunderstanding all the signals that bad?!

"Nick, I... I thought..."

He stared right in my eyes and he spoke.

"Eat my ass, Silver Fox. I want to feel your tongue inside of me."

I thought I was going to explode inside... Or outside!

My cock released a large amount of precum as Nick told me, - no, he requested me! -, to eat his ass.

I wanted it so bad.

I needed to make sure though.

"Nick? Really?"

"Fuck, what are you waiting for? We have a viewer watching."

He grabbed my hair and basically forced my face down his heated ass.

I was stunned but trust me, that did not prevent me from sticking out my tongue and diving into that inviting asshole.

Nick was pulling my hair but he did not have to do that.

I had no intention to come out of his hole.

My tongue was committed to searching his insides and the taste of his worked-up ass was everything I could have hoped for... and more.

It was strong, I felt like I was tasting manhood for the first time.

"Hmmmmf..."

I spat in his hole and dove straight back in.

"Yes... Toss my salad, Silver Fox..."

I was doing the most with my tongue, I needed him to feel how passionate I was about it.

I twirled, slurped, licked and kissed.

I even sniffed his musky asshole.

From the warmth of his dildo, I was now having a tongue bath in his warmed hole.

I rimmed him for a good five minutes before taking a break.

I got my face out of his ass only to see Nick so close to cum, his dick leaking proficiently and his eyes practically rolling from the intense pleasure.

I did something else which was new.

I grabbed his cock and I jerked it. The cum was leaking over my fingers.

"Oh daddy... Oh... Wait... Don't make me cum just yet... I want to try something else."

Whatever it was, I was so fucking ready for it.

"Anything, baby. Anything!"

"Get your face down here! I want to sit on you!"

I spontaneously laughed.

I was so freaking happy. What a great idea that was!

"Of course, you're the boss! Hope Allan will like that one!"

I quickly glanced at the camera although I could not give a fuck about Allan and his tips.

I was about to eat some cake, part II!

I followed Nick's instructions, lied down on the couch, and I waited for the ass to smother me... Which it definitely did!

That was much more intense than the slight hair pulling and sloppy rimming from earlier.

"Oh fuck... It feels so good to choke you with my ass!"

He was so fucking dirty.

And Nick did not stop there.

While he was effectively suffocating me with his buns, my tongue and nose completely smashed, he grabbed my aching cock below him to lead me to explosion.

Another first!

Unfortunately, in my state, I did not last long.

A few strokes, - in my defence, the boy was skilled and really going for it -, and my male juice was already flying off my cock, drenching the both of us at the same time.

Nick moved on to his own dick and made himself cum as he was still well-seated on my face, which, incidentally, was turning purple.

Again, it was totally worth it.

In the middle of my orgasm, I was so blissful and out of myself that I could have died for that piece of ass. I could not breathe but I was in Heaven.

Only when Nick finally moved over, he realized how bad he had effectively choked me.

He was dripping with cum which was also pouring on me as he stood over my body.

"Damn... You're okay, Bruce?"

"Yes... Of course, I am, idiot! You think I'm so fragile."

He seemed reassured.

Nick was looking pretty red himself.

This had been quite an intense live-show. He had a large smile on his face though.

"I need to put some water on my face and on my..." He did not finish his thought. "I... I'll just go to the bathroom."

He jumped from the couch and disappeared behind the door frame.

I looked at the computer, it was still on but Allan was logged off.

I wondered how much of the show had been directed by our customer and how much was Nick improvising.

I checked the laptop's screen; Nick had just made 650$. Good for him.

I almost disregarded the stat, - I had no intention of asking for a share of this particular show -, when another number caught my attention.

The time recorder of the live show.

It said it had ended about twenty minutes before... About five minutes after I had come back inside the apartment.

Remember when there was this notification sound? It seemed like it was in fact signalling the end of the show and not yet another tip.

Wait...

What did that mean?

Who was this show for if not for Allan?