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I’ll take the pain.

The brutality.

It’s turning me the fuck on.

Because after this, I’m actually going to own you.

I still have all of the leverage. And I’m going to use it.

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Niko

Niko, reading comments last Tuesday, 2:12am

Username: Dragonfly

I scroll through the newest comments on my last video.

There are a lot of terrible comments, but some people are my biggest cheerleaders.

Hercules2210: How the fuck do your videos just get better and better?

I don’t know who Hercules is, but his comments always make me smile.

Even when I feel like I have nothing else to live for.

Every timeI watch my cock disappear between Ollie’s lips, he lavishes his tongue along my underside so perfectly that I swear he’s trying to worship me.

For the first time all night, I feel unburdened.

I’ve forgotten anything else.

Blissfully in the dark.

His tongue is like a fucking method of hypnosis, and Iswear I feel more intoxicated now than I was even when I got slipped that ecstasy.

He’s good.

He’s really fucking good.

I can’t remember the last time someone sucked my dick with so much eager attention, taking his time to lap his tongue on every inch of me whenever I pull back from his throat. It’s good when I cut off his air. Good when I let him breathe again, and then feel his lips tighten around me again for more. Good when he moans for it, and when I feel him swallow around me.

He looks up at me almost like he’s asking for permission, an innocent act even though he’s clearly a complete slut for this just like I am.

I know he despises me.

That makes it better.

I’ve been close to coming a few times already, and every time I see Oliver’s pretty lashes blink as he glances over at the camera, it pushes me closer to the edge.

“Tell me something,” I utter, my words punctuated by heavy breaths. “It gets you off to be filmed, doesn’t it?”

He moans around me as a response.

People who don’t regularly film videos of themselves coming would probably think I’m insane for enjoying it, but Oliver seems to be realizing something that I knew a long time ago. Doing depraved things on camera is a type of pleasure you can’t get anywhere else.

“God, you’re lucky I’m the kind of person who keeps my word,” I tell him, my voice a low growl. “My followers would kill to see me take your throat like this. Never posted a video with anyone else before, but you could be the first. I look better in your mouth than in my own hand.”