Chapter 1: The Candidates
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Several soft pings summoned Viktor to bend forward to read the chat.
Because Jayce was home, Viktor had deactivated the read-aloud feature to let his partner rest. Typically, after classes Jayce worked late grading at his office or occasionally met up with Miss Kiramman for a drink, permitting Viktor to host his lives with an otherwise unoccupied apartment. However, Jayce had finished his semester today, so the instant he shut his laptop after sending his final email, he had crashed into their mattress and promptly passed out. Soft and even snores currently wafted under the home office door, across from their bedroom.
Thankfully, Viktor’s subscribers were a relatively considerate group, and had been amenable to keeping their live on the quiet side tonight. Some even found it hot, testing Viktor’s commitment to not disturbing his sleeping partner.
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: [redeemed Degrade Me for 25 stars]
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: please sir im so close
Viktor took his time. Adjusted the black silk mask over his eyes, shifted the microphone closer, took a drag of his cigarette, then finally said, “Pathetic. It has been—” Viktor checked clock “—four minutes since you logged on. It is no wonder you are addicted to camboys. You would blow your load the instant a real man touched you. All touch-starved incels like you are good for is filling my…”
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck
Viktor took another drag, and then sighed with genuine despondence, smoke clouding his monitor. “Pockets.”
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: [gifted 50 stars]
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: creamed my boxers thx sir
“Such a mess for me.” Viktor smirked and rested his cigarette on the metal ashtray Jayce had made for him for his last birthday, which was littered with butts. He had meant to clean it out days ago, but kept forgetting. “I have a free task for you. Sleep with those boxers strapped through your mouth. I want your pillow so soaked and ruined in drool you must purchase a new one.”
𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐭𝟒𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐟: fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck ur voice TᴖT
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: 1s live of yours Iv ttended n ithink ivedeveloped a voice kiimk
“Your one-handed typing needs work, switchbitch.” Viktor huffed. “After you have come, I want you to click subscribe and gift me twenty-five stars as a thank you for your new kink. And I expect to see you back at my next live tomorrow.”
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: you’re my kink sirsweetmilk
𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝟑𝟑𝟗: jeeze come off it
𝟏𝐥𝐮𝐯𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬: we knowwwwwwwww -.-
𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐭𝟒𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐟: I envy 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐫, he must have the wettest dreams with your voice in his ear every night
energeticengineer was what the title Viktor had designated to Jayce after his subscribers had once pestered him about his partner’s name. Once Viktor had discovered that talking about Jayce had increased his subscriber’s jealousy and yearning, thus increasing his profits, he’d allowed himself to open up a bit about his relationship.
Viktor received a notification in his inbox, which he kept open in a separate window.
Congrats on your new subscriber, 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡
A ping dragged his eyes back to the live’s chat.
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: [gifted 25 stars]
Viktor hummed. “Well done, switchbitch.”
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: thmk u siir
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: [redeemed Shirt Off for 500 stars]
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: [redeemed Praise Me for 25 stars]
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: praise my cxnt its stuffed with the dildo you advertised as exactly your size last week
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: please please please
𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝟑𝟑𝟗: at least chokeme’s desperation benefits the rest of us
𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐲: Truuuuuuuuuuuuu my bank account is dusty…
𝟏𝐥𝐮𝐯𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬: it’s past due for you change your screen name bro
Viktor, again, took his time. Being a dom that did what he was told online was a paradox, so he compensated for the contradiction by donning a cooler and more aloof demeanor than was natural for him. He was a soft dom who loved coaxing Jayce into a weepy and desperate mess with sweet whispers and loving caresses.
Memories of Jayce’s whines and pleas sent shivers up Viktor’s spine, and he took a drag of his cigarette to hide the breath he needed to take to keep his desire in check.
After setting the cigarette back down, Viktor cracked his neck, then pulled his arms into his shirt. He’d been about to lift it over his head, then decided to let it sit on top of his shoulders like a scarf. Not quite off, but still satisfying the purchased display of skin. He then rested back in his chair, extending his neck, and gazed down his nose at the camera.
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: y did i have to cum so fast not fairrrrrr
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: fuck I want to get on my knees
𝟏𝐥𝐮𝐯𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬: bet your milky skin taste like actual sweet milk
Viktor ignored the crowding chat and got to satisfying the other purchased request. Leaning his cheek on his wrist he smirked and said, “Such a good boi, chokeme. Filling your pretty, gushing hole just for me. Your cxnt was made to be stuffed. I am certain it can take the dildo deeper. Push the whole thing inside, then sit on your chair or bed in such a way that it cannot slip back out. Inform me when you have succeeded.”
𝐥𝟎𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐞𝐝 joined the chat
“Ah, l0udinbed. You are late.” Viktor took up his cigarette, finished the dregs of it, then tossed its butt into the ashtray as he breathed smoke out through his nose. “Gift 50 stars for your tardiness.”
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: done sir
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: so fulllllllll
𝐥𝟎𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐞𝐝 : [gifted 50 stars]
𝐥𝟎𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐞𝐝 : sorry sir, my late shift ran extra late.
Viktor narrowed his gaze. “You know how I feel about excuses, l0udinbed.”
𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐲: I would kill to see your eyes without the mask. Gold eyes are so rare.
𝐥𝟎𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐞𝐝 : [gifted 50 stars]
“Mm. Better, l0udinbed.” Viktor shook a fresh cigarette free from the carton that lived beside his keyboard and lit it.
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: sirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ;w;
“Ah, yes.” Viktor twirled the lighter in between his knuckles. “How could I forget such a sweet and hungry cxnt? Gift 100 stars and I shall bring you bliss, chokeme.”
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: that was the last of my stars and I cant top up till payday sir
Viktor shrugged. “Then you shall have to find bliss on your own.”
He checked his nails. They were perfectly clean—he’d showered before the live—then picked at nonexistent dirt beneath them, waiting for the chat to fill up with more requests for him to work off of. He breathed slowly, letting his naked chest taunt, tilted his head, showing off his slender neck and soft ping, ping, pings were quick to roll in. When he’d deemed enough time had passed, he scrolled through the chat, scanning until something worthwhile caught his eye.
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: [gifted 25 stars]
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: damm id also nvr been inro prais till now thx 4 nother kink
Viktor chuckled. “You are very welcome, switchbitch.”
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: How much do your private shows cost?
𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐲: so much >.<
𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝟑𝟑𝟗: why are you even here BROKEboy…
“All my prices are laid out clearly on my profile,” said Viktor. “However, since I assume your other hand is still busy, my private shows cost 20,000 stars.”
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: In this economy, it’s honestly a reasonable price. I’ll save up.
“Ah, your spelling and punctuation has improved. You have come.” Viktor looked directly into the camera. “You will promptly thank me for your pleasure, switchbitch.”
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: would you do another themed show sir? your cult leader roleplay event still lives rent free in my head…
“I have things planned. You must be patient.”
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: [gifted 25 stars]
𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐭𝟒𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐟: on the topic of shows, would you ever consider a partnered show? prettyprettyprincess announced he is looking to do one. You two would be so hot together.
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: Oh fuck.
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: That would be a dream come true. (pun intended)
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: I’m a big fan of prettyprettyprincess.
𝐥𝟎𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐞𝐝 : Watching you dom someone in real time would make me perish
Viktor took a deep drag and tapped his fingers on the desk as he watched the chat roll. He wasn’t opposed to the idea, per say, he simply hadn’t dominated anyone in person other than Jayce since before they’d met. Jayce had been extremely supportive when Viktor had come to him with the idea of launching a HEX✮STARZ. Work as an adjunct professor and assistant to the dean of the academy was only just covering basic living expenses. So, all money made off camming went towards medical bills or date nights.
A crossover show would bring in a nice influx. Perhaps he and Jayce could finally afford the weekend getaway they’d been discussing for the last two years. I have to confer with him first.
Thankfully, the clock in the corner of his screen flicked to 10:59 pm.
He used to do late, late shows starting after twelve in the morning, but Jayce had insisted proper sleep was more important than taking advantage of peak hours, “You’re a dom, let your audience come to you. Don’t seek them out.” He’d been correct.
Viktor had built a dedicated and consistent following swiftly. Furthermore, he appreciated getting to sleep at a decent hour, especially on his bad pain days.
“Since there is collective interest, I will consider a partnered show. For now, it is time for me to join energeticengineer in bed.”
𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎 joined the chat
“Bid me goodnight,” Viktor said as he moved his mouse over the end stream button
𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎: well fuck...
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: goodnight sir, rest well, i’ll top up soon <3
𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝟑𝟑𝟗: goodnight sir
𝐥𝟎𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐞𝐝: [gifted 25 stars]
𝐥𝟎𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐞𝐝: promise not to be late again, sir. goodnight.
𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐲: night sirrrrrrrrrr uwu
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: Looking forward to binging your page. Goodnight, sir.
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: thx for a gr8 show, goodnight sir
𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐭𝟒𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐟: Goodnight, sir.
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤 ended the live
Viktor snuffed out his cigarette and leaned back in his chair with a sigh.
A gleeful animation of a star danced among falling confetti as the words ‘You earned 1,325 stars!’ flashed in bold font on his screen. One hundred thirty-two cash and fifty coins for an hour’s work where all he did was talk and flash a little skin was a solid success. After HEX✮STARZ took its fee and he’d accounted for taxes, earnings would land a little under a hundred cash. Still not terrible.
As Viktor finished his cigarette, he shut down his computer and put his shirt back on fully. Then he untied his mask and draped it over the monitor for later use. After stretching his back until a substantial pop in his lower spine made him practically come from satisfaction, he left the office.
Jayce was curled up in their bed, bare shoulders peeking out from under the comforter. Viktor sat on the edge and undid his soft brace, then wormed his way under the blankets and wrapped his chilly body around Jayce’s ever scorching back.
“Mm…show went well?” Jayce murmured, not even flinching at Viktor’s cool touch. He’d grown accustomed to it over the years, even insisted he enjoyed it since he easily overheated.
Viktor kissed the nape of his neck. “Perfectly, darling. Go back to sleep.”
“Good. Sweet dreams.” Jayce yawned. “Love you.”
“Love you more.” Viktor snuggled closer and quickly drifted off.
Viktor did, in fact, have sweet dreams. All of which were of Jayce.
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Jayce set the steaming cup of sweet milk down on the table in their breakfast nook.
It wasn’t much of a nook, in the literal sense, but there was a window in the kitchen that got sunny in the morning, sill littered in small plants that Viktor tended to religiously. So, they had set small table before it to enjoy the warmth of slow mornings whenever they had the privilege.
“A partnered show?” said Jayce, taking his seat, opposite Viktor, with a large cup of coffee steaming in his hands. “What would it entail?”
“I will not sleep with my collaborator, simply control them, and I will set clear boundaries prior to the show.” Viktor took a sip of his sweet milk. The spices were perfectly balanced, and it made him hum. “However, with the appropriate finesse, this show could potentially afford us that cabin trip North. Crossovers draw in more viewership, and my subscribers always drop more money when I show skin.”
Jayce’s eyes brightened, but there was a hesitance in the grip on his mug. “Shouldn’t we put that money towards your medical bills?”
“There will always be more medical bills.” Viktor paid the bare minimum required at a time. He knew there would never come a day where they would be fully paid off, so he didn’t bother wasting further excess into that financial sinkhole. “We are on summer vacation. Should we not actually vacation for once?”
Jayce reached across the table, taking Viktor’s hand. “So long as you are safe, I support it. How can I help?”
“Just being home will help. Your presence, I am certain, will deter any funny business, and I will call for you if I need to, I promise.” Viktor squeezed his hand back.
Jayce smiled, taking a sip of his coffee. “So, who are you thinking of working with?”
“I do not know yet.” Viktor wasn’t too involved in the overall community and didn’t have many mutuals. “I will need to do research.”
Perking up like a dog, Jayce said, “Research?”
A smirk curled Viktor’s lip. “Would you like to help with the research?”
“Yes. Yes, I want that.”
Viktor snickered. “Alright. Let us fuel ourselves for this research.”
Jayce popped up, practically ripping open the fridge. “How does eggs with leftover fried rice sound?” The sun flared through the window, lighting up his bright smile.
Warmth flooded Viktor’s heart. “Perfect.”
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Viktor snuggled back against Jayce’s chest and situated his laptop on his lap.
“Can you see?” he said.
“Yes.” Jayce hooked his chin over Viktor’s shoulder. “Show me the candidates.”
They were cozied up on the sofa, stretched out along its length. Viktor wore his soft home brace and propped his leg on top of Jayce’s, using his partner’s body like an easy chair. Jayce generally loved the snuggle position, and he cradled Viktor close with his large arms. Two tea mugs sat steaming on the coffee table, and their favorite sitcom ran on mute on the television across the room.
Viktor pulled up HEX✮STARZ and clicked into the ‘submissive’ tag, filtering it by livestreamers. “Only so many creators are transparent about what city they live in, so our pool is fairly narrow. We could choose a creator who doesn’t distinguish where they live, but there is every chance that they might turn down collaboration based on how far they would need to travel.”
Viktor scrolled through the thumbnails of men and non-binary folk in all manner of poses and degrees of nudity. There was a wide diversity of content types. Everything from dancing to product testing and reviews to straightforward pornographic performances, and more. The creativity was truly admirable.
Viktor labeled himself as an erotic ASMR performer since he mostly spoke on his lives. He has masturbated live, but only for special events that had been organized specifically because he’d had a greater need for cash. He didn’t dislike doing so, but he also didn’t prefer it since his pleasure wasn’t orgasm driven. He of course enjoyed physical stimulus, but what he truly craved when engaging in sex was mental stimulus, which manifested most often as a lust for power. Thus, a crossover event would be a wonderful compromise. He could partner with someone who was comfortable utilizing physical pleasure for content, while getting to stay within his preferred zone of control and domination. Perhaps, with the right submissive, he might even be able genuinely enjoy the experience rather than having to perform it.
“Oo, how about them?” Jayce pointed to a thumbnail with a lean cut person with deep black skin doing nude lunges in their living room. Screen name, aerobicadonis. Pronouns, they/he.
Viktor clicked and the live expanded, catching up with real time.
Upbeat music bumped through the speakers as aerobicadonis laid on their side and extended a leg high in the air, lifting and lowering it to the beat, showing off their impressive musculature and cock. They breathed with heavy, controlled puffs, heaving their chest, which glistened with sweat. They were evidently gorgeous, and Viktor was vaguely attracted to them, but after opening up their profile in another tab and reading their bio, it became clear they wouldn’t collaborate well. It was explicitly stated that they were into daddy doms, which wasn’t a role Viktor generally fit nor enjoyed playing into.
“Eh,” said Viktor, closing out their profile and clicking back to the search page. “They are pretty, but I do not think we are compatible.”
He scrolled a bit more, stopping on a thumbnail with a husky man with milky skin. He was clothed, on his knees, and looked to be following instructions from someone off screen. Screen name, babyfacebearbody. Pronouns, he/she/they
Viktor looked back at Jayce questioningly.
“He looks sweet,” said Jayce, who took over the mousepad and clicked open the live.
“Down, baby girl. More…more,” said a feminine voice off screen. “There, so lovely for me down there, aren’t you?”
babyfacebearbody positioned herself until her chest was pressed to the ground and her hips were in the air. She looked up at her domme, face flushed, a sweet smile curling her lips. She was evidently a good girl who wanted to please her domme. She was also attractive, with lovely curves, and big brown eyes.
Viktor opened her profile in another tab.
Again, it was another strike. She was exclusively attracted to fems.
“Too bad,” Viktor mused as he closed out her profile and clicked back into the search. It wasn’t that he considered himself particularly masculine by the traditional sense, but he also wasn’t fem, by definition. “I liked her.”
“Yeah, me too,” said Jayce, squeezing his arms around Viktor’s waist.
They sifted through page after page, struggling to find anyone that was a perfect match.
“My subscribers had recommended prettyprettyprincess,” Viktor said, after a checking few more profiles with no success.
“Pull her up,” said Jayce.
“He/him,” Viktor corrected.
“Pull him up.”
Viktor searched the creator up in a new tab.
According to his bio, perttyprettyprincess leaned towards brat tamers, but did enjoy both soft and hard doms. Viktor enjoyed a brat sub from time to time—and by that he meant when Jayce got a little bratty on occasion—but for the most part, he preferred obedience in a sub and rewarding them for their good behavior.
“You nearly align,” said Jayce. “Are you at least somewhat attracted to them?”
The creator wasn’t live at the moment, so Viktor clicked their most recent upload. A live from two nights ago.
prettyprettyprincess was very lean, had light brown skin, and buzzed hair. He had several ear piercings and a septum piercing, and wore underscored liner and black painted nails. It appeared that he aligned with a punk lifestyle according to the Bikini Kill and Bad Brains posters on the far wall as well as the Nana manga collection displayed on the bookshelf.
Based on aesthetics alone, together, they would make a good pair.
“Anyone with eyes would be attracted to them,” said Viktor.
Jayce huffed, amused, and skipped ahead to the middle of the video.
It was about twenty minutes in and prettyprettyprincess had lost his shirt and trousers. He sat in his desk chair, and wore only in his boxers and a connected set of nipple clamps dangling from his chest. It appeared he was being made to rut against his own palm over his boxers by his subscribers.
A cold, robotic voice read out from the chat—
𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐝𝐦𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐟𝟐𝟐: [redeemed Cock Denial for 30 stars]
“Make me.” prettyprettyprincess rolled his eyes and shoved his hand under his boxers, gripping his cock, stroking it.
𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐝𝐦𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐟𝟐𝟐: [redeemed Vibrator +5 Levels for 50 stars]
prettyprettyprincess grunted and reared back in his chair, rolling his hips against the seat.
“Think it’s a plug or a ring?” said Jayce, fingers tightening into Viktor’s waist.
“Plug.” Viktor studied the footage. It appeared that prettyprettyprincess was more physically motivated than mentally. “He would be easy to tame. I could break him in under ten minutes.”
“Realistically, less than that,” said Jayce. “But maybe you should let him put up a bit of a fuss, otherwise what’s the point?”
“Better to just agree to an obedience scene prior,” Viktor mused, and skipped further into the video.
“Ah- ah- ah- please.” prettyprettyprincess was flipped around on his chair, kneeling, to show off to the camera the thick pink glitter dildo he was working into his ass. “Please let me come. I’ve been behaving.”
The robotic voice read out the flooding chat—
𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤𝟒𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤: u can beg better than that
𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞: make that dildo disappear first
“Come onnnn,” prettyprettyprincess whined, sticking his ass out further and wiggling it. “Isn’t this deep enough?”
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝟕𝟓𝟑𝟕𝟗𝟐: in, or I’m edging you again.
“I wanna be able to sit tomorrow!”
𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞: oooooooo your little ass is about to get wrecked
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝟕𝟓𝟑𝟕𝟗𝟐: you asked for it.
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝟕𝟓𝟑𝟕𝟗𝟐: [redeemed Edging +5 Minutes for 50 stars]
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝟕𝟓𝟑𝟕𝟗𝟐: in, now, or I’ll add another 5.
“You guys are bullies,” prettyprettyprincess grumbled, and pressed the dildo deeper. He keened when his ass swallowed it whole. “Fuck.” His other hand gripped the base of his cock. “Ngh.”
“Whoa,” Jayce leaned closer to the screen, taking Viktor with him.
Something stiff poked Viktor in the rear.
“Mm,” Viktor rolled his hips back, making Jayce gasp. “It appears you are impressed.”
“That’s such a risky trick, and it was such a big dildo,” Jayce stammered, as Viktor continued to tease him. “What if it gets stuck?”
“He is a professional, I am certain he has practiced.” Viktor rested his head back on Jayce’s shoulder, brushing his lips against Jayce’s neck. “Do you approve as much as your cock does?”
“I—” Jayce swallowed, throat bobbing. “I think my cock is more jealous than anything…”
“Oh?” Viktor licked a stripe up Jayce’s neck, grinding back harder. “Want me to train your pretty ass open? Stretch you out?”
“That’s…I would like to do that. Yes. It would be fun, but—” Jayce’s fingers dug into Viktor’s hips “—what I meant was, I’m jealous of who gets to partner with you.”
Concern stilled Viktor completely, and he twisted to face Jayce. “I will not do this collaboration if it makes you uncomfortable.”
“I didn’t think it would, honestly. But now that I’m picturing it…” Jayce’s face crinkled in worry. “I’m fully comfortable with you domming people online, but I think I want to be the only one you dom in person.”
Viktor took Jayce’s cheek. “Thank you for telling me. That is easily arranged. You are the only person I truly want to dominate.”
“Ah— fuck. Ah— so thick!” prettyprettyprincess mewled through the laptop speakers.
Vikor and Jayce both turned back to the screen in time to witness prettyprettyprincess muscle the glittery pink dildo back out with impressive ease. Tears beaded in the corner of his eyes.
“He’s talented,” Jayce observed. “Do you think the tears are real?”
“It is no matter.” Viktor shut the laptop, silencing prettyprettyprincesse’s moans, and discarded it on the floor. “You are prettier when you cry.”
“What are you doing?” said Jayce, brows creasing.
Viktor shifted in Jayce’s lap, then pressed his hand over the erection fighting against Jayce’s sleep shorts. “I am tending to my partner, who was perfectly made for me.”
Jayce groaned, and bucked into the pressure. “It’s alright, you don’t have—”
“Ah-ah,” Viktor looked directly in Jayce’s eyes. “What did we discuss?”
“…You don’t feel that you have to,” Jayce murmured, looking adorably scolded, lip pouting. “You want to.”
Jayce was too considerate for his own good. While sex wasn’t a daily requirement for Viktor, he did thoroughly enjoy it. But Jayce, who sought orgasms every day, had recently expressed, after a couple years into their romantic relationship, that he feared his needs were an imposition on Viktor, despite that Viktor had always been communicative if he did or didn’t have the bandwidth to participate. A heartfelt talk had helped Jayce to understand that Viktor genuinely enjoyed the intimacy. Whether it was focusing exclusively on Jayce—providing filthy whispers and precise touches, crafting his orgasm like a work of art—or fully participating and bending Jayce over and plunging deep into his ass until he was stuffed with muliple loads, Viktor loved sex with Jayce.
“A+, good answer.” After pressing a rewarding kiss to Jayce’s cheek, Viktor trailed his lips across the line of Jayce’s lovely jaw. “Shall I give you a gold star?”
Laughing softly, Jayce said, “…I wouldn’t be opposed to that idea.”
“Mm, we could make a chart outlined with tasks and goals.” Viktor worked his hand over the shape of Jayce’s cock, and teased Jayce’s ear with his tongue as he said, “And if you are good, work hard, I will give you gold stars to stick to it.”
“Fuck.” Jayce melted down into the sofa, resting his head back against the armrest, chuckling, “Talk dirty to me why don’t you, professor?”
Slipping his hand under Jayce’s waistband, Viktor wrapped his delicate fingers around Jayce’s length, enjoying the familiar weight and warmth of the sensitive flesh. He gave it a stroke, two, watching Jayce’s expression with particular focus.
The creases at the corners of his eyes, knowing how many smiles had crafted them into his skin, always made Vitkor brim with joy. The way Jayce’s breath occasionally whistled through the gap in his teeth was like a siren’s song that Viktor could never resist. The gold of Jayce’s irises, which perfectly matched Viktor’s own, were like a mirror that made Viktor feel even more beautiful.
All the bits and bobs that built the flawless model that was Jayce Talis made Viktor feral.
“I believe, professor,” said Viktor as he feasted on the need pouring from his partner’s gaze, “that the term that applies to you here is ‘nerd.’”
Jayce smiled and rolled his hips into Viktor’s fist for emphasis. “I’m the biggest nerd.”
“So big…” Viktor tugged down Jayce’s foreskin and smeared his thumb through the beading come, circling the tip. “Yet, so weak for me.”
Jayce’s head thrust back against the armrest and his hands slipped under Viktor’s shirt, grabbing hold as if he was clinging against crumbling altogether.
Shivers zinged up Viktor’s spine.
“Viktor,” Jayce gasped, lids heavy.
“Yes, my darling?” Viktor kept teasing Jayce’s tip as he bit into the delicious muscles of his neck.
Jayce moaned, the rumble vibrating into Viktor, who was fully laid out atop Jayce at this point. “Use me…”
“Mm,” Viktor kissed up Jayce’s throat. “I want to focus only on you right now.”
“No, I mean—” Jayce turned bright pink “—for the live.”
Viktor stilled.
He didn’t want Jayce leaping into something he wasn’t prepared for just because his brain was swimming in endorphins.
“Ask me again after you have come,” he said.
“I’m serious.” Eyes bright as suns, Jayce cradled the back of Viktor’s neck. “I want everyone to see what you do to me. I want them to know that I’m yours.”
Heat flared in Viktor’s belly, singing for him to devour Jayce whole.
“Ask me again,” Viktor’s voice wavered with barely controlled lust, “after you have come.” He gathered Jayce’s hands and tucked them behind Jayce’s head. “Stay still.”
“Viktor,” Jayce whined, squirming.
“You can handle it.” Viktor grabbed his phone off the coffee table, tapped into the camera, and showed Jayce. “Consider this an audition.” He leaned the phone against a forgotten mug, tilting the selfie camera so that only Jayce’s hips were on screen, then tapped record. “Show me how good you could be if we were live.”
“Fuck, Viktor. Oh fuck.” Jayce’s whole body rippled with anticipation as his eyes flicked between the glowing screen and Viktor, who was tugging Jayce’s sleep shorts off. When his cock sprung free, it fell with a heavy slap against his belly—the camera capturing it in crisp resolution. “This is so hot.”
“Mm.” Viktor smirked and lowered onto his belly between Jayce’s legs. “You look fantastic on camera.” Viktor lifted Jayce’s heavy cock and licked along the underside.
So sweet, vaguely salty and musky, but clean after his morning shower. The stretch to Viktor’s jaw was always a lovely sting at first, until his muscles adjusted. And the hot throb against his tongue and cheeks was one of his favorite sensations, literally filling his head with Jayce’s desire for him.
Jayce shuttered as he watched his cock disappear into Viktor’s mouth on the screen. His arms flexed tight, struggling to keep his hands still, and his hips bucked, cock poking Viktor’s soft palate.
Viktor pulled back off, swirling his tongue as he went. “Darling, look at me.” Jayce swung his sweet eyes over from the screen, lashes clumping with moisture. “There you are. Now, all you have to do right now is lay back and be pretty for me. Do not worry your lovely head.” Viktor swept free hand over Jayce’s hip, soothing him. “Can you do that for me?”
All that energy, those abundant muscles and thoughts, sometimes locked Jayce up. Focusing his attention, reminding him to center into body, got him to ease into a mindset where he could just feel.
“Yeah, yes, Viktor.” Jayce swallowed, then breathed out.
Viktor kissed his hip, nipped the thin skin. “Good boy.”
“Ngh— Viktor,” he sighed, as if the name were a prayer. “Viktor.”
“There you go.” Viktor ran his lips along the side of Jayce’s length, grazing it with tongue and teeth. “Think of me. Think of how good I make you feel.”
Viktor drew Jayce back into his mouth, taking him deep, and the tension immediately bled out of Jayce. Viktor hummed his approval, and breathy sound escaped Jayce’s lips—so pliant and willing under Viktor’s touch. Heat radiated off his skin, scorching Viktor, like he was drinking down a star. Lips curled in, he massaged and sucked, wet slurps harmonizing with Jayce’s desperate moans. A symphony that only Viktor could conduct out of Jayce’s body.
Glancing to the side, Viktor got a taste of how he looked speared open on Jayce’s cock and thrill careened across his nerves, making his toes curl. Jayce was big, and Viktor had always been proud of his ability to take down all of it. But to actually see it? Fuck, it was obscene; his thin lips stretched and soaked with spit and come, his cheeks flushed and hollowed with effort, pubes tickling his nose, throat swollen with the rod filling him up. He felt…beautiful, like he was both more powerful and more vulnerable taking the man he loved apart with every lick and swallow.
Every time Viktor went down on Jayce, he felt as if he was attempting to suck the very essence from him.
“Viktor, so— ungh— so good, so wet.” Jayce’s hips jutted, against his control, and made Viktor gag. His eyes shot wide. “Sorry. Sorry. You okay?”
Viktor shot him a look, pouring every ounce of desire and devotion into it, and lifted himself off, but he kept his mouth open, letting the collection of saliva around his tongue seep off in a lecherous display. It pooled over Jayce’s crotch, tethered by a long string. “Do not apologize. I can take you.”
“Fuck…” Fingers curling into his own hair, Jayce writhed, barely controlling his obvious need to plunge back inside Viktor’s waiting mouth. “Please, Viktor, don’t stop.”
So cute when he begs.
“Give me your hands.” Jayce obeyed, placing them in Viktor’s waiting palm like a trained pup. With a small smile, Viktor guided Jayce to take hold of his hair and said, “You are going to fuck my mouth, hard, and you are not going to apologize when I gag. I will tap out if I need to stop. All I ask is that you make sure to give me breaks every so often. You are not to stop until your come is dripping down my throat. Understood?”
Jayce tentatively curled his fingers into Viktor’s roots. “You want me to fuck your face?”
They’d done many things, but in everything they’ve experimented with, Viktor always erred on the side of total control, so it was a rare occasion when Viktor passed over this much of the reigns.
“You will do as you’re told and fuck my face, yes. I want to make it clear to all my subscribers when I do my live tonight what I had been using my throat for this morning.” Viktor opened his mouth wide in invitation, and teased the head of Jayce’s cock, lapping at it.
The keen that broke free of Jayce’s mouth was obscene—a sound of a pained animal biting at the bars of its enclosure, so lost in need it was unable to comprehend the door being held wide open for it.
“Wreck my throat, Jayce. Now.”
With breathtaking strength, Jayce pressed Viktor’s head down in the same moment he whipped his hips up, plugging Viktor’s wanting throat as if it had been made for that exact purpose, to host and warm Jayce’s needy cock. Viktor groaned and swallowed, eyes rolling back in his head, as he adjusted to the sinful onslaught, bracing his forearms on Jayce’s thighs for support.
His mind swam, racing with the high of being the cause for Jayce to snap, and meticulously quelling the disquiet of letting go of the reigns by focusing on the sensations he was experiencing. Jayce’s breathy moans and incoherent babble filled his ears, along with the whisper of bouncing sofa cushions and the slosh of saliva sliding against soaked skin. The friction against his lips and tongue felt as if Jayce were attempting to spark a fire, like his mouth was a flint and Jayce’s cock was the stick. Anytime Viktor gagged, he swallowed, taking Jayce deeper—the stretch was magnificent, made him feel raw and thoroughly explored. Through watery eyes, Viktor caught a glimpse of Jayce’s face; mouth hanging open, brows practically touching, tears streaming down his burnished cheeks. Even though he was the one with fully functional use of his face, he looked ruined, like he couldn’t believe what he was witnessing. Viktor loved it. He’d discovered yet another way to break Jayce.
And Jayce loved to be broken.
“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.” Jayce’s hips and grip were losing rhythm. “Viktor Viktor Viktor Viktor Viktor.”
So, Viktor hummed, pulsing the vibrations in time with Jayce’s thrusts, and utterly lost himself in cock. Surrendering himself over to be used like an item for pleasure and feeling absolutely heady over it.
Cock-drunk. This is what it feels like to be cock-drunk. Viktor finally understood.
With a broken cry, Jayce rammed into Viktor’s face, and Viktor was flooded with pulsing cock and hot come. It clogged his throat in the best way, making him hungrier with every bitter spurt. Digging his nails into Jayce’s thighs, Viktor gorged himself on Jayce’s orgasm, wishing for a moment, that time would stop and he could stay right there. Thoughtless, filled, and sated.
It was over woefully soon, and Jayce gently pulled Viktor’s face off, rubbing his thumbs over Viktor’s cheeks and lips, sweet nothings and thank you’s streaming in endless disarray.
Viktor nipped at Jayce’s fingers and laughed when Jayce instinctively snatched them back, like Viktor would truly take a bite out of him. The sound that came out of his throat however, wasn’t his typical velvety chuckle, but a scratchy and raw huff.
“Well done, Jayce,” said Viktor, clearing his throat. “My voice is properly fucked, it seems. You deserve that gold star.”
“Viktor.” Jayce sat up, gathering Viktor up with him, worry written all over his expression. “I’m—”
Viktor grabbed Jayce’s face, stifling the words. “Apologize, and I will not permit you to join me during my live.” Big gold eyes beamed with hope, so Viktor lowered his hand. “Now that you have come, you may as me again.”
“Use me as your sub for the live, Viktor. Please.” Jayce littered Viktor’s face and neck with kisses. “I want to show off how well you’ve trained me, make you proud as my dom. Please.”
Viktor chucked—or tried to. He coughed instead, his raw throat protesting the mirth. Once he got ahold of his lungs, he said, “Alight, darling, you can do the live with me.”
Jayce squeezed Viktor so tightly, Viktor actually squeaked.
Jayce burst out laughing. “That was so cute!”
“Shut up.” Viktor blushed and batted him away
He then snatched his phone off the table, ended the recording, and immediately edited off the last seconds to erase all proof that Jayce had turned him into a squeaky toy.
Notes:
Soft Dom Viktor and Good Boy Jayce have me in a headlock that I'm not even trying to escape. I'll choke, it's fine <3
I'll most likely post part 2 tomorrow! Just gotta clean it up a bit.
Sending you love! XOXOXO
Chapter 2: Needy, Messy, and Perfect
Notes:
Note 1: Though I work in the impression of proper preparation for the stunt pulled in this scene, it is not realistic enough. Do NOT use this as inspiration for real life. This is meant to be a fantasy. DO NOT INSERT ANYTHING INTO YOUR ASS WITHOUT A FLARED BASE!
Note 2: There's a lot of use of the words, pretty and slut. And while I personally view the terms as gender-neutral, I understand that many view them as feminine. So mild warning about feminization, depending on your perspective.
Note 3: This is mostly porn. There is some fluff, but I figured I should warn you in case people were expecting more of a balance.
ALRIGHT! Enjoy the full installment of my contribution to Bottom Jayce Week! Let's wreck that pretty boy's ass <3
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Viktor announced the partnered show during his live that night, stating that the person who ruined his voice would be the one joining him, and thus left his subscribers to speculate over who had done so. Most argued that it was energeticengenieer, but some insisted that Viktor had hosted auditions that day. By all accounts, they were a hundred percent correct.
The partnered live would take place in a week and Viktor set a countdown on his profile, advertising the event.
In the meantime, Viktor drank copious quantities of ginger tea with honey, getting his throat back into working order, and planned the scene for the live. Once he had an idea he thought both he, Jayce, and his subscribers would enjoy, he made a list of supplies.
Early in their relationship, Jayce had shared that he didn’t prefer to receive detailed break downs of what Viktor planned for scenes, but he did enjoy teases. In his opinion, it built up the excitement without spoiling the surprise. Thus, Viktor invited Jayce out on a little shopping trip.
They set out in the morning, walking to their favorite cafe, conveniently down the block, and ordered sweet milk—which the baristas had learned to make especially for Viktor, and were tipped well for—and Bulletpoof coffee for Jayce.
Treats in hand, they strolled through the neighborhood, Viktor leading the way, Jayce making for a lovely passenger princess as he yapped about everything and nothing. His smile was effortless, face glowing as he tumbled over his words, like he was racing himself to get to the end of the rant—which, of course, never came, at least, not unless interrupted.
When they arrived at Lashes and Lashes, Viktor turned inside without a word, and Jayce followed without missing a beat. The shop was locally famous for selling both quality beauty supplies and adult toys. It was mostly a hot spot for the queer community, though, there were the occasional, curious stragglers. Viktor was here every month or so for supplies, often afforded by his subscribers, but he’d never brought Jayce before. There had been no need. They had all the toys they liked, and if they needed an upgrade, Viktor would simply buy it on his rounds.
The associate working at the counter waved when she saw Viktor enter.
Viktor offered a smile and knowing nod. “Morning, Lest.”
“Morning.” Lest adjusted a small mirror on the counter so she could touch up her lipstick. “Let me know if you need anything.”
The short shopping list in Viktor’s head was quickly checked off as he walked around plucking items off shelves and hooks, and depositing them into Jayce’s waiting arms. Jayce watched the modest pile grow with an amused tilt of the head: a red silk mask, a fresh bottle of anal lube, and a soft leather chest harness—sixe XL, also red.
That was all.
Jayce deposited the items on the counter and fished out his credit card. He and Viktor held a joint bank account they both contributed to for vanity purchases, so it didn’t matter which of them actually provided a card.
Lest checked and bagged the items, then passed the them over to Jayce.
“Thanks,” said Jayce, a little pink in the cheeks.
“Bye-bye.” She smiled wide, ogling Jayce up and down and making his blush deepen. When he fled for the door, Lest caught Viktor’s eye and mouthed, ‘Pretty.’
Viktor mouthed back, ‘Indeed,’ and winked.
He and Jayce took the long way back home, which brought them alongside the park. It was a lovely view, and they took advantage of it whenever they could. Viktor’s leg decided to act up once they reached the halfway mark, but he let Jayce support him, and the rest of the walk home was manageable.
One inside, Jayce deposited their purchases on the kitchen counter and then joined Viktor on the sofa, immediately gathering Viktor’s legs onto his lap and settling into their routine of massages and television. They agreed on a new show, an anime about an ice skater attempting to reclaim his career with the help of his idol-turned-coach. Vitkor got far more invested than he had anticipated and lost track of time. Nearly late for his live that night. It was worth it, however, because there was never a minute spent in Jayce’s company that could ever be considered a waste.
Jayce kissed him good luck, and the anticipation in his eyes was so endearing that Viktor let another minute pass simply to kiss him back. His subscribers could wait.
Since he’d agreed to be on the show, Jayce had become so excited he’d had to masturbate several times a day. Viktor had helped, of course. He couldn’t let such a willing and horny Jayce pass him by.
He’d made Jayce bounce on his favorite dildo while he pet his hair and read.
He’d screen mirrored Jayce’s audition video to their television and made Jayce watch while edging him with his mouth.
He’d offered a fist for Jayce to rut into while Viktor sucked on his nipples, marking them with bites that he hoped would last until the show.
Once, to warm Jayce up to being near the camera, he’d gone live while controlling a wireless vibrator plug as Jayce cock-warmed him under the desk. Poor thing had come all over his legs and had to sit in it for half an hour. When Viktor ended the live and pulled Jayce mouth off his cock, Jayce was instantly begging to do it again during future lives.
Jayce’s libido was in overdrive, and Viktor was riding high knowing that it was all because Jayce wanted to show the world who he belonged to.
To me.
When Viktor signed into his account a minute later, the countdown at the top of his profile read 23:59.
Only one more day until Jayce’s camboy debut.
⋆ ⊱ ☆ ⊱ ✮ ⊰ ☆ ⊰ ⋆
Viktor adjusted his black silk mask one last time, then moved his mouse over the start stream button and clicked.
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤 is live on HEX✮STARZ!
The robotic voice read off the chat through his speakers—
𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞: literally woke up at 3am to catch this show
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟗𝟖𝟒: cant wait 2 see the hottie you picked to team up with!!!!!!!
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: you didn’t read my dm’s, sir, I volunteered ;~;
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: got a cock ring on today, im so ready
𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠: just discovered you today and binged your backlog, omg i came so many times my dick is dead
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: notice me, sir <3
Viktor leaned back in his chair, watching both subscribers and casual viewers pour in. The turnout was genuinely surprising. For a small-time creator, he had an overall subscriber count to be proud of, but he rarely had more than thirty to forty viewers join his lives at a time, and that was on particularly busy days. On average, he had about twenty people, and most didn’t bother to comment, contented to get themselves off and move along.
Tonight, however, the viewer count at the bottom corner of the stream was rapidly climbing. As Viktor chatted with regulars, warming people up with flirtations and a bit of light humor, the attendance jumped from forty to fifty to sixty. By the time the five-minute mark hit, when he typically dove into the meat of his performances, the count was bouncing between ninety-three and one-hundred one.
There was no point in delaying any further, so Viktor launched right into it, “Since there is quite the full house tonight, we should, as they say, get this show on the road.”
Viktor propped his elbow on the armrest of his desk chair and held his fingers up. Jayce did as he’d been instructed to prior to the stream, reaching over from off screen to wedge a cigarette between his waiting fingers.
𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐭: ahhhhhhhhhhhhh
𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐲: fuck what a tease!
𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐭𝟒𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐟: Wait. Did anyone notice the muscles? Wow!
Pings rang out in rapid succession, every single comment thirsty and excited. It was a challenge not to break character and smile.
Viktor flicked the cigarette, commanding Jayce to light it, and setting the chat a buzz once more. As the flame made his cigarette crackle to life, Vitkor said, “As you can see, my companion for tonight is already with us. If you would like to see him, you will have to demonstrate to me why you deserve to.” Viktor took a deep drag, luxuriating in the smokey sting curling in his lungs, then breathed out. “I will show him once I am satisfied with your tributes. Keep in mind, he is the most gorgeous man I have ever laid eyes on.”
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: [gifted 1000 stars]
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: topped up, as promised <3
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: [gifted 20 stars]
𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐲𝟒𝟔𝟓𝟑: [gifted 75 stars]
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: Saving stars for the real treat.
𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲𝟑: [gifted 10 stars]
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: [gifted 150 stars]
Gifts poured in with ping after ping through Viktor’s speakers.
Once the tributes crossed two-thousand stars, Viktor sighed and said, “That is a start, I suppose.” It was already more than he made on his average nights. Twisting his chair to the side, he faced Jayce. “On the loveseat.”
Jayce nodded with a sweet blush. “Yes, sir.”
He settled himself on the loveseat, covering his naked bottom half with the blue blanket that lived there. Wearing his new red silk mask, red leather strap chest harness, his favorite silicone cock ring—red, of course—and nothing else, Jayce was a vision. And he’d been so excited to dress up, too. Back in the bathroom earlier, Viktor had to scold him twice to sit still enough to be able adjust the harness straps to fit him properly. Afterwards, Viktor had left him alone to wash his ass out. “Thoroughly.” But, when Viktor checked in a short while later, he caught Jayce coming into his own fist. That’s when the cock ring had been added to the Jayce’s ensemble.
The last bit of preparation was the little microphone clipped to Jayce’s harness. It was wirelessly connected to the computer, since the show wouldn’t be taking place at the desk. Viktor wore one too, on the collar of his button down. There was also a microphone situated at the foot of the love seat to catch every filthy sound, so that this could still technically be classified as an ASMR performance.
Viktor turned back to the screen, where the chat was collectively drooling over Jayce’s two little words.
𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐩𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞: fuck me with that voice omfg
𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐭: sounds like a hottie with a body, sir
“We are going to do things a little differently today.” Viktor took a drag and drummed his fingers on the armrest. “Rather than redeeming individual requests, you will be working collectively to achieve monetary goals. You will notice the collection bar I set up on the screen.”
A mostly empty bar stretched across the bottom of the live. There were four notches along it, and the HEX✮STARZ logo danced at the end, coaxing viewers towards 50,000 stars. Viktor had thought it an ambitious number, but Jayce had insisted they set a reach goal. Was confident they could achieve it.
“Each goal achieved will unlock a new way for me to play with our guest,” Viktor went on. “If you tap or click a notch on the collection bar, a bubble will display exactly what the goal unlocks. You may chat about the first three goals, but for my guest’s sake, do not discuss goal four. It is a surprise.”
𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭: GOAL 3 THEYRE GONNA FUCK!!!!!
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: [gifted 100 stars]
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: sir, what a privilege <3
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: [gifted 100 stars]
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: (respectfully and disrespectfully) ruin that ass
𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎: goal 4 is WOW
𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐲: [gifted 10 stars]
𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐲: now no one can @ me that i didnt contribute
“We will only be streaming for an hour and a half.” Viktor clicked the stopwatch widget, starting the clock, which was displayed at the top corner of the stream. “Thus, whatever you get to witness within that time relies solely on you. So, send stars, and do not disappoint me.” Stars had flooded in the whole time Viktor outlined the rules, and they were already halfway to the first quarter goal. “Without further ado…”
Viktor stood and re-angled the monitor so he and Jayce could use it as reference and make certain they stayed in frame. In that same moment, Jayce switched on the pre-arranged camera, and the stream switched to reveal him sitting on the loveseat beside the bookshelf.
He waved bashfully, other hand gripping the blanket covering his lap. “Hello, I’m, uh, I’m energeticengineer, sirsweetmilk’s partner. Hope you enjoy the show.”
The read-aloud struggled to keep up with people’s responses, a blend of people boasting that they had called it, and other’s simply gushing over how sexy Jayce was—Viktor, of course, agreed.
After putting out his cigarette in his gifted ashtray, Viktor joined Jayce, standing before him, leaning on his favored leg and cane. Jayce’s eyes flicked between the camera, the monitor, and Viktor in rapid succession as lewd comments rattled out of the speaker. Hands tightening in the blanket, Jayce swallowed.
Viktor took Jayce’s cheek. “Focus on me. They do not exist. I am your whole world.”
“Yes…sir.” The blush on Jayce’s cheeks deepened. They never bothered with titles in bed, but had agreed to use ‘sir’ for the show to both keep consistent with Viktor’s online persona and give something for Jayce to yell that wasn’t Viktor’s name.
It was endearing how such a simple world flustered him.
Sweeping his thumb over Jayce’s cheek, Viktor said, “Reiterate to me the rules for tonight.”
“Using the color system,” said Jayce, as he pressed into Viktor’s palm. “Red for stop, yellow for pause or adjust, green for go ahead.”
“Well done.” Viktor turned to face the camera, letting his hand fall to Jayce’s shoulder. “I will say this once. If engergeticengineer says red, the stream immediately ends. I will not tolerate complaints. Anyone who does will be permanently blocked.”
𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬𝟔𝟔𝟔: we love enthusiastic consent
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: he looks like such a good boy ^-^
“He is a very good boy,” said Viktor, allowing his pride to show through with a soft smile. Viktor ran his fingers though Jayce’s hair, scratching his scalp. “Nothing makes him happier than following my orders and emptying his pretty head.”
𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎: damn I wanna latch onto those titties and suck until I choke that harness is going to kill me
Jayce went bright red, eyes flicking to the monitor.
Viktor tightened his grip and tugged Jayce’s head back. “Eyes on me.”
Gasping, Jayce flicked his eyes back to Viktor, the gold in them sparkling. “Yes. Thank you, sir.”
𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠: [gifted 150 stars]
A celebratory chime indicated that they’d reached the first goal of 12,500 stars. Viktor had never made money so fast, and they had barely done anything. He didn’t know whether to be insulted or proud.
“Evidently, your ass is in high demand.” Viktor smirked and patted Jayce’s cheek. “Take the blanket off and bend your knees. Let everyone see exactly how lovely you are. Show them what is mine.”
Jayce peeled the blanket off him, revealing the red cock ring strapped tight around his base and balls.
𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲𝟑: damnnnnnnnnn he’s packingggggggg no wonder you lost your voice
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: the money I would pay to bounce on a cock like that T~T
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: [gifted 50 stars]
After folding the blanket neatly and draping it over the armrest, Jayce lifted his knees, hooking his heels over the edge of the cushion, and then lifted his balls. His perfect hole—lit with two soft boxes off to the sides of the room—sparked the chat into a blazing fire. Pings, indicating gifts and messages, overlapped.
“Look at how small it is right now.” Viktor cocked his head, studying the little rosy and puckered muscle. “Do not worry, I am going to rectify that.”
𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭: RECTIFY THAT RECTUM
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟗𝟖𝟒: XD dead
Jayce’s mouth parted as he searched Viktor’s face, and Viktor could see the memories flashing behind his eyes—words quickly exchanged before a moment of vulnerability, nearly forgotten.
“Want me to train your pretty ass open? Stretch you out?”
“That’s…I would like to do that. Yes. It would be fun…”
All Viktor had to do was gesture with his fingers, flicking them upwards, and Jayce stood. When he pointed to the fresh bottle of anal lube waiting on the bookshelf Jayce snatched it up and handed it over with a smile.
𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐲𝟒𝟔𝟓𝟑: awwwww what a cutie
Using his cane for support, Viktor lowered himself onto the loveseat and sighed in contentment, the pressure relieving in his spine and hip. After he tucked the lube under his thigh to warm it up, he handed Jayce his cane, and Jayce leaned it against the wall.
“Thank you, darling,” said Viktor.
“You’re welcome, sir.” Jayce pressed pressed legs together, cock proud and heavy between them. He shifted in place, nerves and excitement clearly bubbling high.
Viktor would have him blissed out in no time.
He patted his lap. “On your belly.”
Shoulders relaxing at the promise of physical contact, Jayce carefully crawled atop Viktor and laid himself down. His shins were propped up on one upholstered arm rest and his forearms were propped up on the other—the one covered with the blanket—ass beautifully positioned high, back arching.
Viktor swept his hands across Jayce; back, shoulders, neck, ass, thighs, calves. Soft touches, massaging gently as he went, kneading the tension out of his body. Viktor would be tougher on him for the show than he typically was, but they had agreed that gentle touches would act as a silent communication between them, meaning, ‘I love you, I have you, you are safe.’ They always meant that to Viktor, but having a clear and pre-defined cue was helpful to assuage Jayce’s nerves.
“Now,” Viktor patted Jayce’s ass, showing off how deliciously bouncy it was. “The first collection goal, which you have all achieved, unlocked fingers, and since energeticengineer is a bit of a slut for a prostate massage, I had to collar his cock, as you likely noticed. Despite that his refractory period is brief, I do not want him blowing his load before my cock is stuffing him full of cream. Which is the one thing he loves most.” Viktor spread open Jayce’s cheeks and prodded him with a finger, just teasing. “Is that not right, my little come slut?”
“Yes, sir. Want you to fill me up,” Jayce murmured, hiding his face in his arms as he arched his back a little further.
“None of that.” Viktor grabbed Jayce’s hair and lifted his face. “No hiding. Keep your face out. I want to hear and see you, and I am certain everyone else does too.”
𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠: [gifted 50 stars]
𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬𝟔𝟔𝟔: bet he has pretty cries to match that pretty face
𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐲: nothings even happened yet and I feel like I’m gonna cum hes so hot, sir
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: [gifted 500 stars]
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: I’m so jealous *weeping in horny*
“I will, sir. I promise,” said Jayce, glancing back over his shoulder.
“Mm, good boy.” Viktor massaged and patted Jayce thigh. Then, he retrieved the lube from its warming spot and popped it open. As he squeezed it over his fingers, he said, “We shall start with two right away, because you are a what?”
“A slut,” said Jayce, squirming in Viktor’s lap.
Viktor smacked Jayce’s ass, the sound ringing, making Jayce yelp.
“Try again,” said Viktor as he soothed the red mark blooming on Jayce’s round cheek.
“Your slut,” Jayce panted, his cock twitching against Viktor’s lap.
“There, better.” Viktor spread Jayce’s cheeks again, pressed the lube nozzle right up against his hole, and squeezed. Jayce gasped as lube drenched his entrance. “I know words are difficult when all you can think about is getting stretched and filled.”
“Fill me, sir, please, please.” Jayce’s hole clenched and puckered, practically begging as much as his mouth was. “I want them to see…”
Viktor capped the lube and tucked it back under his thigh. “See what, darling?”
Jayce wiggled his ass, evidently feeling bolder. “How good I am at taking you.”
Love swelled bright in Viktor’s chest, and it was painful to deny his instinct to coo and cuddle Jayce for his sweet confession. Jayce was so proud to be Viktor’s partner, and Viktor was proud to be his.
𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲𝟑: [gifted 20 stars]
𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲𝟑: hes so cute im gonna die
𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎: how did you find the perfect man and where can i get one?
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: stuff him good!!!!
Rapid pings urged Viktor on. So, he pressed his middle and ring finger past the slight resistance of Jayce’s rim.
At the intrusion, Jayce rocked in Viktor’s lap, accompanied by gorgeous moans, “Yes, yes. Mm.”
𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐭: [gifted 500 stars]
𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐭: if i dont see this man’s ass plugged up with sirsweetmilk’s cock i will riot, come on people, send stars
Viktor ignored them for the time being, focusing on Jayce’s body language. It appeared he was actually enjoying himself. His muscles were loose, his eyes were fluttering, and his cute little toes curled as Viktor worked his rim loose, plunging and stretching.
But just to be sure. “Color?”
“Green,” Jayce said so quickly it made Viktor chuckle.
“Just what a slut would say.” Viktor tested a third finger. It took a bit of worming, but he got it in. “You know what else a slut would say?”
Jayce looked back at Viktor, brows meeting in thought, then said, “More?”
“A slut would thank me for filling his hole.” Viktor stilled his hand.
“Please don’t stop. Thank you, V- sir. Thank you for filling my hole. Feels so good!” Jayce was so red, Viktor worried he might pop like a ripe tomato. “Please give me more. I can take it.”
𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐲𝟒𝟔𝟓𝟑: [gifted 1000 stars]
𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐲𝟒𝟔𝟓𝟑: he begs so well! such a good boy <3
While petting Jayce’s spine with his free hand, Viktor returned to work, fucking open Jayce’s entrance, teasing his prostate, and pulling pretty mewls from his lips.
The second celebratory chime sang through the speakers. They’d reached the next goal of 25,500 stars.
Already?
The stopwatch on the stream showed it had been just under fifteen minutes, so they were on track. Viktor had simply lost himself to the moment.
The beauty of this set up, he realized, was that he didn’t have to pander to his audience nearly as much as he did during his regular shows. With Jayce joining him he could truly relax into his domspace and focus on pleasure. It was certainly a more vulnerable place to be in front of an audience, but it felt good, to actually enjoy himself and, meanwhile, earn the ping, ping, pings of eager cash.
Viktor pulled his fingers out, making Jayce whine. They had settled into a rhythm, and could have stayed there for much longer, but money called.
“Grab that for me.” Viktor pointed to Jayce’s favorite dildo sitting on the shelf just off camera.
“Yes, sir.”
When Jayce lifted himself off the loveseat, tingles rushed into Viktor’s thighs. They’d have to change positions for this next portion.
Jayce returned with the dildo, handed it over, then stood in wait for instructions.
Viktor shifted over on the sofa and patted the cushion beside him. “On your knees, back to the camera.”
𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐲: if I had a partner with an ass like that I would wear him everywhere like a cocksleeve
Jayce’s head whipped around from where he was half propped up on the love seat, expression a little insulted as he faced the camera. “My ass feels better than a cocksleeve.”
“I can attest to that,” said Viktor, then soothed Jayce by rubbing his leg. “Up, all the way. Spread your legs.” As Jayce situated himself, resting his forearms on the backrest and positioning his rear to face the camera, Viktor said, “The second collection goal unlocks a dildo fuck. Though energeticengineer is very good at bouncing on his dildo, that is a treat reserved exclusively for me. So, I will show, instead, just how beautifully his holes swallow cock. This—” Viktor held up the dildo to show the camera, wiggled it to show its flexibility “—is a replica I made of my cock.”
It had been crafted from a mold in velvety, blue silicone. Flexible and rubbery because Jayce didn’t like his dildos too hard. Just like an actual cock. It was gift for Jayce’s birthday some years ago.
Viktor twisted to better face Jayce, and held the dildo in such a way that his fingers encompassed the base like an inverted crown.
“All the way in, fingers too,” he said. “Lubricate it for me.”
After licking his lips, Jayce shifted his upper body to reach the dildo and breathed, “Yes, sir.”
When Jayce first showed Viktor that he could do this, Viktor had nearly come on the spot, visualizing Jayce practicing alone, thinking of nothing but impressing and pleasing him.
Jayce sucked on the dildo, going a little slowly, letting his saliva lubricate the way. At the threshold of his throat, he took a deep breath through his nose, then kept sucking, taking the dildo deeper, until the tips of Viktor’s finger disappeared in the hot, wet space of Jayce’s mouth, teeth digging in slightly. His throat turned thick with cock, tears beaded at his eyes, and he waited for Viktor to allow him to breath.
It was amusing that Jayce had been impressed with prettyprettyprincess when he was arguably more talented in the bedroom,
So fucking perfect.
“Good.” Viktor tugged gently, Jayce relaxed his throat, and the dildo slipped out.
𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞: i came on my keyboard >.<
𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐭: [gifted 50 stars]
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: [gifted 1000 stars]
𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠: link <how to safely clean liquid out of a keyboard>
Regardless of Jayce’s flawless lubrication effort, Viktor doused the dildo with extra lube. With what he planned for Jayce later, he needed to treat Jayce’s ass with the utmost care.
“Hold your ass open,” said Viktor, while sweeping his hands along Jayce’s side. “Do not remove your hands until the next collection goal has been reached.”
Jayce widened his legs as far as they could go within the space between Viktor and the armrest, then leaned his chest against the backrest so he could better spread his cheeks. Stunning balls hung below them, all wet at puffy from lube and the cock ring. The way his fingers pressed into the meat of his own ass and thighs was so tempting, Viktor felt saliva building up in his mouth from the need to take a bite.
So he did.
A bright mark bloomed on the crease between Jayce’s ass and thigh.
“Ow!” Jayce laughed incredulously once he recovered, but it only lasted a second because the instant the dildo nudged his entrance a lewd mewl replaced it. “Yes, yes, yes, please, sir.” He pulled his ass cheeks even wider in invitation.
𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐭: how is energeticengineer not a professional camboy already?
𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐩𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞: seriously, he’d make a killing
𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭: INNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲𝟑: [gifted 1000 stars]
𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲𝟑: I second blitzotheoissilent, INNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
Viktor kept a gentle grip on Jayce’s hip with his free hand for both leverage and a show of love, then pushed. The dildo’s tip was swallowed with an obscene slurping sound and Jayce’s back arched as he slumped deeper into the backrest.
“So lovely and spread open for me,” said Viktor, giving into his soft side. It was impossible to remain cold and collected with Jayce was being so well behaved. “What was this ass made for?”
“Taking…your cock, sir,” Jayce panted, eyes fixed on Viktor. “To be pretty… when taking your cock.”
Viktor rewarded him by pushing deeper while circling the end, working him open and teasing his prostate in the process. Sweat dripped down Jayce’s back, down, down, down, adding to the gathering moisture between his thighs. He was already a mess and they’d barely reached the twenty-minute mark.
“Want to be prettier for me?” said Viktor, fucking into him with earnest now.
Jayce bounced subtly with the rhythm. “Ngh— yeah— yeah! Please.”
Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping!
“Tongue out,” Viktor cooed.
Jayce’s tongue rolled out, and his pleas turned to whines. The fog in his gaze showed he was reduced already to that fuzzy empty mind space. Proof that he felt safe and loved, that he felt so good he handed everything he was over to Viktor.
Viktor wanted to tattoo the sight before him into the back of his eyelids. Frame the moment and hang it in a museum. Dedicate a shrine to the cock-stuffed stone statue of his partner, Jayce Talis.
Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping!
“Hear that?” said Viktor. “Every ping is someone who wants their turn filling your hole. But that privilege is mine.”
“Yours.”
Viktor had to press his free hand over his own cock to relieve the insane pressure building there. If his subscribers didn’t reach the next collection goal before the stream was over, he would go mad.
The dildo was slipping in and out easily now. Jayce’s asshole was well trained and didn’t take much work to loosen for cock. Tonight, however, it would taking more than its usual fill.
“Spread your cheeks wider if you want a finger too,” said Viktor.
With a mewl, Jayce yanked his cheeks wide as they could go, wiggling his hips. “Split me open, sir.
𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲𝟑: what a lewd mouth >w<
Shifting his grip on the dildo so that his index finger laid atop its length, Viktor slowed his movements and nudged Jayce’s entrance with the tip of his finger.
“Breath out for me,” said Vitkor. When Jayce released the air in his lungs, his muscles relaxed and Viktor was able to squeeze the tip in. He held it there for a moment, coaching Jayce. “Keep breathing. There you go. Just like that.”
Viktor’s unoccupied hand wrapped around Jayce’s neglected cock and stroked it, using pleasure to turn Jayce’s body all the more wonton and willing. After another minute, Viktor’s finger slipped inside, Jayce moaning like a porn star. But, if there was one thing that everyone who knew Jayce could agree on, it was that he was honest. Every single thing that ever came out of Jayce’s mouth was true, including his moans and groans. They were pure, unfiltered lust leaking from his lips, just like the drool currently dripping down his chin.
Another celebratory chime announced Viktor’s salvation.
𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐭𝟒𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐟: That was me! You’re welcome everyone!
𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐭: blessed to live in a time where i get to witness sirsweetmilk fuck
𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞: thanks hottt4profff!!!!!!
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟗𝟖𝟒: nothing better than a beefy bottom getting railed
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: thank fuck I wore a cock ring!!!!!
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: soooooooooo jellyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
The dildo and Viktor’s finger slipped out of Jayce’s ass with a resounding pop, and tears misted along Jayce’s lashes over being so empty.
“Going to cry for cock?” said Viktor as he laid the dildo on the clean blanket over the armrest. Then he sat back, spreading his legs, draping his arms over the backrest. “Go on, unwrap what you need.”
Jayce descended onto the floor between Viktor’s legs, kneeling properly, sitting on his heels, and unfastened Viktor’s trousers with hasty fingers. Viktor amused himself by slipping his clean fingers into Jayce’s mouth, making Jayce’s already dwindling dexterity plumet. It took a full minute for Jayce to get his trousers unbuttoned, whining the whole time like a puppy left out in the rain.
Once Viktor’s cock was free, Jayce shot Viktor his biggest, shiniest puppy eyes. “Please, sir. Choke me with cock.”
𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐭: hes obsessed with u, sir, omg
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: aren’t we all obsessed with him?
𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐭: fair
Viktor dug his fingers into the cushions as his will frayed like cheap fabric. “That is not what is on the agenda tonight.” Later, Viktor silently promised him with a squeeze to his shoulder, hoping he’d understand. “Color?”
“Green, sir. Green,” Jayce said, practically cross eyed with how hard he was staring at Viktor’s cock.
Viktor patted his cheek. “Get up and bend over the armrest. Feet on the floor, head on the cushions. Present yourself to me.”
As Jayce obeyed, vacating the space between Viktor’s knees to bend over the upholstered armrest, Viktor checked the time count. They were nearing the forty-minute mark. Good. Just as he’d hoped. Because goal four would take some time to succeed, and if it was achieved by his subscribers too late, no one would get to witness Jayce split open on two cocks.
Viktor situated the dildo in reach of Jayce, undid the buttons of his shirt, then rounded his partner so that he stood behind him.
He smiled down at the winking asshole between Jayce’s ass cheeks. “You loosened up well.” Viktor grabbed one of those stunning cheeks and dipped his thumb inside.
“Ha— so empty,” Jayce whined, clenching around Viktor’s thumb tip. “Need you…need you to stuff me full.”
Viktor knocked Jayce’s legs wider with his toe, making Jayce gasp and arch his back further. The slope of his upper body draped over the sofa was sinful, his waist practically disappearing, plump ass eclipsing it as if that was all Jayce was, a hole to warm Viktor’s cock.
Precome spurt out of Viktor’s tip at the thought of reducing Jayce’s brilliant mind down to nothing but raw need.
Viktor patted Jayce’s ass in command, marveling at the jiggle of the darkening bite mark just below. “The lube.”
Jayce searched around for it, and found it tucked between the cushions, then passed it back.
As Viktor slicked up his cock, he said, “Why don’t you tell our viewers how many times you came this week?”
Jayce’s face turned bright red as he looked at the camera. “Thirty-nine.”
In effort to prepare Jayce for the impending main event, Viktor worked Jayce’s rim with more lube, continuing to prompt him, “And how many of them were with just your ass?”
It took a bit for Jayce to do the math. At full capacity, Jayce would have spat out the number in an instant, but his pretty head was all cloudy with cock. Numbers and words were too difficult.
“Nineteen?”
Viktor spanked Jayce, hard, making his entrance wink and his thighs clench.
“Yeah!” Jayce cried.
Viktor battled his smirk into a grimace, barely gasping onto his hard dom persona at this point. “That was supposed to be a punishment.”
Jayce glanced back with glittering eyes and batted his lashes “…Ow?”
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟗𝟖𝟒: hes so real for that tho XD
𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐭𝟒𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐟: [gifted 1000 stars]
𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐭𝟒𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐟: Hit him harder. He can take it. <3
“Try again,” said Viktor. “Get it right this time, or I will take hottt4profff’s suggestion.”
“Twenty,” said Jayce, obviously not bothering to think about it.
Little brat, Viktor chucked inside. So cute, wanting a spanking.
Viktor grabbed onto the straps of Jayce’s chest harness for leverage, then swung.
“AH!” Jayce reared forward, shifting the loveseat slightly. Precome dripped out of Jayce’s cock, stretching down to the ground, the start of what would eventually turn into a puddle they’d need to wash later. “Thank you, sir.”
𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐭: thats it fuck yes look at that hand print
𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐲𝟒𝟔𝟓𝟑: i aspire to be like energeticengineer
“Twenty-six,” Viktor corrected, tucking the lube under Jayce’s belly for later retrieval. “You came twenty-six times with just your ass.”
It had been intentional, working Jayce’s ass all week, slowly preparing him for tonight. Thankfully, Jayce’s increased libido made the task practically effortless.
𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭: OMFG STOP TEASING US PLEASE USE THAT ASS!!!!
𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭: sir.
A waterfall of pings and gifts expressed a similar sentiment.
“Hold on to the cushions,” said Viktor, adjusting his grip on Jayce’s harness—purchased exactly for this purpose. Viktor could rely on momentum and leverage to give Jayce the fuck he deserved. After nudging his trousers a bit further down so the fastenings wouldn’t whip Jayce’s balls, he said, “Keep your face to camera.”
“Yes, sir— FUCK! YES!”
Viktor snapped his hips forward, tugging on Jayce’s harness, and buried himself inside in one smooth glide. So hot… Jayce was so hot inside. Viktor had to breathe to steady his already building pleasure.
Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping!
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: you look so hot taking ass fuck ;w;
𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞: your audio set up is actually insane, got my headphones on and it sounds like you’re fucking right next to me
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟗𝟖𝟒: dont know if im gonna last till goal 4 T~T
𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠: [gifted 5000 stars]
𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠: who needs a savings when you can goon?
For a solid few minutes, Viktor lost himself to the need to utterly obliterate Jayce’s asshole, hips swinging, mouth panting as he watched Jayce squirm and mewl beneath him. He was going to stuff Jayce up, make him so wet and full inside that come would gush out from around Viktor’s cock, drench his pretty thighs and balls. A mess. He would make such a mess of Jayce he wouldn’t be able to walk, and then he would be trapped in bed to be his human heaty pad. Viktor knew, deep inside, that Jayce would love it, being rendered useless except for Viktor’s personal needs. Perhaps he’d even beg for Vitkor to use his still functional cock, ride him to Viktor’s satisfaction.
The slap, slap, slap of flesh echoed Jayce’s bouncing moans, each one punched out of him as he arched into the cushions like he was trying to become one with the loveseat. Viktor was a little jealous of that flexibility, but it was truly no matter when Jayce could be use that flexibility for him. Like right now.
“V— Mm— so full, so deep. Ngh— fuck my slutty ass— yeah, yeah, yes—”
Jayce had been the one to first address himself as a slut. Viktor had initially objected, stating that Jayce was his, and no one else’s. And Jayce had laughed, “Exactly, I’m a slut for you. I’m yours to love and yours to use. Bend me over whenever you want.”
Jayce LOVED being bent over.
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: myy sheets r drench3d
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: so r mine
𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐭: so are mine
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟗𝟖𝟒: same
Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping!
Viktor glanced at the monitor, the collection bar was nearing the last goal, and they just crossed the hour mark. If Jayce was going to handle it, Viktor had to start working him open now.
“Going to stretch you out, darling. Color?”
“Fuck— ing— green— Ngh—”
Smirking, Viktor teased his thumb inside, alongside his cock, and licked his lips at the view. The first finger slipped in fine, the second one took a bit of working, but Jayce was so lost to pleasure, it popped inside in relatively no time. With both thumbs in, Viktor massaged and tugged open Jayce’s rim, eyes trained on the how beautifully the muscle responded. The squelching was obscene, and Viktor loved it. However, with both hands busy, Viktor no longer had leverage, and his thrusting slowed to a merciless grind. He had to partially lean into Jayce, stabilizing himself on his favored leg to make it work. Overall, though, the pleasure from his building orgasm was doing wonders to temper his leg and back pain.
“My— fuck— sir— ha—feels so good…” Jayce lifted his head enough to look back. “Do I look pretty?”
“Gorgeous. I bet I could fit my fist in here.”
“Is that— ah— is that— AH— is that what goal 4 is?”
“You shall find out soon enough. Settle down for now and take it.”
Viktor worked both his thumbs down until they were under his cock and prodded Jayce’s prostate.
“Holy— Fuck!” Jayce squirmed, cock bright red and puffy. “I’m gonna—”
“No, you are not.” Viktor slid his thumbs away, smirking at how Jayce’s hole opened wider.
At this point, his cock was no longer enough, with much space surrounding it. Viktor worked up spit in his mouth, then watched as he let it drip right into the gap between his cock and Jayce’s rim.
Jayce keened, desperate. “Please, Please let me come.”
“Not until we reach goal four and I have come.”
Brilliant, desperate Jayce looked right at the camera, tears in his eyes. “Let me come.”
Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping!
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: Send! Send! Send!
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: llet th por man cum guyz!
𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬𝟔𝟔𝟔: I knew he would be pretty when he cried
𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎: Wish I could bury my face under his chest
𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞: Save energeticengineer’s poor cock!!!!!!!!
Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping!
Gifts poured in and, in less than three minutes, the final collection goal was achieved. 50,000 stars, give or take 5,000 cash. They got their vacation.
A digital horn heralded the success, and the chat clamored over itself as the read-aloud voiced the comments in rapid fire, but Viktor barely heard any of it. He was busy.
He was about to give Jayce exactly what he had requested.
“Dildo, darling,” Viktor panted, and bent over Jayce, pressing a kiss to his soaked spine. “Pass it over.”
It had rolled to the other side of the love seat, but Jayce managed to reach it. When he handed it over, he tilted his head like an unsure pup.
Viktor checked in to make certain what that hesitance meant. “Color?”
“Yellow. Just want to take a breath. That’s…if you’re going to do what I think you’re going to do, that’s a lot of cock.”
“Good boy.” Viktor kissed Jayce’s back again. “I love when you safe word.”
Comments rolled in with varying degrees of appreciation or impatience. Viktor ignored them. He didn’t care that he’d utterly dropped his persona. Jayce was safewording. Communication trumped everything else.
“You sure I can do this?” said Jayce, partially hiding his face in his arms.
Viktor stroked his hair. “You cannot see how much I have stretched you. I am confident you can take this, but if anything hurts, you tell me, yes?”
“Yes.” Jayce looked back again. “Kiss?”
Smiling, Viktor stretched his neck out as far as it would go and pressed a sweet kiss to his lips. Jayce’s breath shuttered into Viktor’s mouth when they pulled apart, and Viktor’s cock twitched.
“Green,” Jayce breathed. “Stuff me full with two cocks, sir. Please.”
𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭: GAME ON!
𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡: we dd it ppl!
𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐭: hallelujah
𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠𝐠: fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck
Viktor dug out the lube from where he stashed it under Jayce, then drenched everything in lube, not caring about waste. The dildo, his cock, Jayce’s ass all glistened wet. Once he was satisfied everything was slippery enough, Viktor popped the tip of his cock back inside, then lined the dildo against Jayce’s entrance, propping the base against his pubes, making it appear as if he, indeed, had two cocks.
“We are going to go slow,” said Viktor, and he returned his free hand to the red straps encompassing Jayce’s torso, tangling his fingers in them. “I need you to breathe.”
“Yes, sir.” Jayce took in a big breath, then let it out.
Viktor twisted his wrist and nudged his hips forward, and Jayce’s ass spread wide, letting both tips intrude. The pressure on Viktor’s cock was insane, and he too had to breathe.
“Fuuuuck,” Jayce groaned, forcing himself to keep breathing, then spread his legs wider. “Fuck— ha— so good.”
Lube gushed out of Jayce’s ass, displaced by cock.
“Mm, your hole is so hungry it is drooling for both my cocks,” said Viktor. Jayce mewled, and his rim relaxed even more, allowing Viktor to slip further in. “There you are. Just like that. Take me like the little slut you are.”
The chat was pinging like lightning. Viktor blocked it all out.
Jayce reached back and pried his cheeks apart, even slipping a finger inside to pry himself open.
Viktor released hold of Jayce’s harness to grab his wrist. “No, no. Hands above your head.”
“Sirrrrrr,” Jayce panted.
“I know. I have you. Hands up, darling.” Viktor carefully removed Jayce’s hand from the mess of appendages by his ass and pushed it away gently. “Be good for me.”
Squirming, toes curling, Jayce did as he was told, grasping the sofa cushions by his head. “Please, hurry. I need all of you inside.”
Returning his grasp to Jayce’s harness, and adjusting his grip around both cocks, Viktor focused his attention to the delicate muscle sucking him in. “You have no clue how stunning you look right now, all stretched open on both my cocks.”
Jayce moaned, and another inch sank in—half of both cocks were now inside. Words stuffed Jayce’s head full of cotton equally as effectively as physical stimuli. So, Viktor kept working him open with filthy praise, watching inch after inch vanish.
“Taking me so well. Pretty, pathetic, and double-penetrated, all for me. Now everyone knows how you love to be fucked and used, and everyone else may watch, but only I may have this lewd body.”
Viktor groaned when the fist holding both cocks bumped against Jayce’s entrance. He wanted to go deeper, but he couldn’t let go of the dildo. It didn’t have a flared base. Next time, he’d wear a strap to free up both hands to be able grab onto Jayce’s hips and plow into him as if he were attempting to impregnate the man.
For now, Viktor rolled his hips and fought a rapidly losing battle not to come too early. The constriction around his cock was blinding, but on top of that, Jayce’s submission had been the epitome of perfection for the past week. Viktor felt like he’d been mentally edging himself each time he helped Jayce go down. Now, it was reaching a fever pitch, and the song pouring from Jayce’s lips was tempting him to shatter. The slide into Jayce became smoother as his hole fully adjusted to the stretch, and every thrust of Viktor’s hips made him bounce against Jayce’s supple and open ass. With every drag, Jayce’s rim flared and sucked, emitting the wettest noises Viktor had ever heard.
Fuck, I am going to—
“Milk both my cocks, J- darling,” Viktor panted. “Take everything I give you like a good little come slut. Legs wider, open wide for me.”
Jayce spread his legs as wide as they could go and arched so deeply Viktor actually heard his spine pop. “Fill me— Ngh— Yeah, fill me, give it to me. Paint me inside. Please, come in my pretty little ass!” Jayce clenched, hard.
“Fuck,” Viktor growled, bowing forward, and spilled into Jayce’s eager little hole. “Fuck, take it.” He rutted hard, nearly losing grip of the dildo as stars and moons flashed across his vision. “Yes, fucking perfect.”
“Yes!” Jayce’s squirmed, toes curling. “Yes, stuff me!”
Viktor collapsed as the last of his come spurted into Jayce, heart pounding so loudly he lost hearing for a moment. He allowed himself a moment to catch his breath, resting his head against Jayce’s sweat-soaked spine.
After Jayce whined, Viktor snapped his head up. “Are you alright?”
“Yes, green, but— ha— it’s leaking, it’s getting out.” Jayce pressed up onto his forearms and wiggled his hips. “I want to come with it inside.”
Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping!
Viktor’s head snapped round to the monitor. He’d forgotten they were on camera.
His jaw nearly dropped when he saw the number on screen. Viewer count was now cresting two-hundred people. There were five minutes left on the stopwatch. And they’d overshot their final goal, sitting at 69,785 stars.
𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭: LET THE POOR MAN COME!!!!!!!
Viktor carefully pulled out, and the gape left behind was a work of art, leaking white.
It winked shut.
Jayce stayed bent over as Viktor situated himself on the loveseat. His own cock was spent, but the dildo was always in working order, so he propped it up in his lap and patted his thighs. “Here, sit on my lap, and I will let you come.”
Jayce crawled on shaky limbs as he made his way to Viktor. He managed get there without collapsing, but Viktor could tell how spent he was. He wouldn’t be able to do anything himself. Jayce lowered himself onto the dildo with a sigh, and rested back against Viktor, his front facing the camera. The weight was lovely, and Viktor hugged Jayce’s waist and pet his sides. ‘I love you, I have you, you are safe.’
Jayce hummed, and buried his face in Viktor’s neck, nuzzling. Viktor didn’t scold him for hiding his face. He’d done enough.
𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟗𝟖𝟒: Damn, look at that poor cock…
𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐲𝟑: looks like its about to pop
𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬: pop that load!!!!!!!
Jayce’s cock hung between his spread thighs, so red and large, Viktor didn’t even know it could get that big. It would not take Jayce long.
Viktor spat into his palm, and gripped Jayce’s length. It was scorching hot and pulsing. He gave it the rapid treatment. No need to delay his torment any longer.
Jayce writhed and panted, canting his hips. “Fuck— ha— ah— fuck.” His tongue lolled out and he panted like a he was in heat. Needy, messy, and perfect.
Viktor kissed Jayce’s sweaty temple. “Come with my load in your stretched out ass. Prove to everyone you are mine.”
“FUCK!” Jayce came on the camera, white shooting so hard and far, it globed onto the corner of the lens.
Viktor stroked him through it, choking Jayce’s cock and squeezing out every last drop of his pleasure until Jayce collapsed, eyes rolling back and shutting.
He was out.
It wasn’t the first time Viktor fucked him into oblivion, so with a chuckle, Viktor carefully, wormed himself out from under his partner, taking the dildo with him, and helped Jayce lay back against the backrest. Once Viktor was certain Jayce wouldn’t tip over, he turned off the camera, retrieved his cane, and treaded over to the monitor. He was aching, but it was worth it.
Viktor took his seat in his chair, lit a cigarette and took a deep drag, then another, ignoring the comments for now, focusing on his come down. His smoke clouded the screen. Jayce was no longer visible, as the camera had been switched back to the one on the desktop. Once Viktor finished half the cigarette, he tuned back into the chat and saw that people were begging and bribing him to bring Jayce on for another show.
The collection bar had reached 72,055 stars.
Viktor smirked and glanced at the stopwatch in the corner. Thirty seconds left.
“Thank you for attending this special event live. I will upload the video to my profile tomorrow.” Viktor took another drag then closed out his stream like he did each night, changing one little detail. “Bid me and energeticengineer goodnight.”
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐞: sir, you deserve accolades for that. Goodnight to you and energeticengineer <3
𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐭: wish you would wreck my ass like that…goodnight, sir, goodnight energeticengineer
𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞: *crying in gay* goodnight to the both of you
One after another, everyone obeyed, bidding him and Jayce goodnight.
Viktor moved his mouse to the end stream button, and clicked.
𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤 ended the live
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Viktor inspected the muscle closely, pulling at Jayce’s ass cheeks and testing to see if anything was split or raw. “It looks alright. A little puffy, but nothing abnormal. How does it feel?”
Jayce twisted to look down at where Viktor sat on the toilet lid behind him. “Loose, obviously, but alright. Nothing different from usual.”
“Mm. Good.” Viktor held out his hand. “Ointment.”
Jayce retrieved the tube off the sink and passed it back to Viktor. Viktor squirted a generous amount on his finger and worked it around Jayce’s rim. Jayce squirmed on his feet, shifting side to side.
“Stay still,” Viktor scolded with no heat.
Jayce huffed. “I can do it.”
“I am responsible for your care, just as much as you are responsible for mine,” Viktor said, matter-of-factly, and then finished off his task. “There. Let me know if you experience any discomfort over the next day or so.”
Jayce crossed the room to retrieved his towel from where it hung off the sink. He worked it into his wet hair. “I will, I promise.”
Viktor stood too, adjusting the towel around his hips when it nearly slipped off. Then he walked up to Jayce, wrapping his arms around him, looking at him through the mirror over the sink. “I love you.” He kissed Jayce’s shoulder.
Jayce beamed. “I love you too.” He twisted around in Viktor’s hold, then pulled Viktor so close, their wet bodies pasted together. “You were amazing.”
“As were you.” Viktor nuzzled Jayce’s jaw. “How do you feel about it? If you have any regrets, I will not upload the video. We can keep it just for ourselves.”
They hadn’t talked as Viktor bathed Jayce a bit ago, simply enjoying the quiet intimacy of taking care of someone, and being taken care of.
“No,” Jayce said it so fast. “Upload it. I want everyone to see. That was the whole point.” He littered Viktor’s face and neck with kisses, paying extra attention to his moles. “It is proof that I am yours.”
“And I am yours.” Viktor hummed in contentment, pulling away slightly. “We made more than our goal. I intend to spoil you silly on our vacation.”
“Viktor.” Jayce flaunted that brilliant gap in his teeth with a goofy smile. “You already spoil me.”
“Yes well, I intend to spoil you more. So shut up and accept it.” He gently smacked Jayce’s ass, and the sound echoed off the steamy bathroom walls.
“Yes, sir,” Jayce chuckled.
Viktor lifted a brow. “You liked that, using sir?”
“It was fun. But I like crying your name more.” Jayce planted a loud, sloppy kiss on Viktor’s cheek. “And I intend to cry it many times over our vacation.”
“We could record it, keep it as a catalogue just for us.” It slipped out before Viktor could stop it.
Jayce perked up. “Yes, please. And maybe…”
“Yes?” Viktor cocked his head, hopeful.
“Maybe…we should do another stream while we’re there. The cabins are beautiful after all. It would be great content for you.”
A smirk broke out on Viktor’s lips. “You want to stream with me again?”
“If you’ll have me...”
Viktor kissed Jayce hard, and only when they were both breathless did Viktor pull back. “I’ll have you every day, in every way, in every timeline, Jayce Talis.”
Notes:
This was such a fun concept to write! Camboy Viktor is just a sweetie pie who wants to have enough money to go on cute little dates with Jayce. I'm so happy they get to go on vacation and live HAPPILY EVER AFTER, as they deserve.
Thank you a million times over for reading! Like actually, you took time out of your day to read the silly little words that fell out of my head. You're amazing for that!!!!
XOXOXOX
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