Caleb felt the dildo pounding up and down throughout his donut hole. It was six inches long, four inches wide and made to be as rough as possible on his bruised skin. Drool dripped down the side of his chin and he was too focused on the penis pacifier in his mouth to try and wipe at it. The man was on camera live in front of thirty thousand getting his asshole fucked and he was completely anonymous.
This had become a part of his normal, everyday routine for the past two years. The twenty-six-year-old moaned behind the plastic cock in his mouth and tried to squeeze his thighs together. This ended up being completely impossible as the mechanical bull of a cock that was going into his ass was venomous.
He couldn't do anything besides moan and dribble from his little shrimp dick onto his dark skin. From across the room, two people stared at him with varying emotions. One was his cameraman and best friend since middle school, Kurtis. He had his bulbous cock out and was looking at the twink with hunger.
This primal desire was something the two had always had for each other but could never fully act on. Kurtis was in the closet and had his head up his ass most of the time. Even now, with his slab of cock meat ready to roast some twink ass, he would pretend Caleb was a random woman. Even though a woman didn't have such a fine pair of balls.
It was annoying at first, Kurtis bending him over a table while calling this a onetime thing every goddamn night. But ever since he became a sex worker, Caleb just stopped caring. The man was a twink with a fat ass, crippling student debt and a lower than hell self-esteem. If his best friend wanted to fuck him with no strings attached, he had no reason to stop him. Especially when the bastard always made sure to give him that delicious cream in his boy pussy and all over his tiny penis. He hadn’t realized how much of a cock slut he was until he had dipped his toe into streaming. He had initially done it to try to get out of debt but now he was obsessed.
He was fucking addicted to the thrill of being fucked by men live. This newfound love for cock led him to finding the second man who helped him. This was a man he had hired six months ago to help manage his accounts by the name of Jay. Jay, unlike the pair, had experience working in the sex industry as a former escort turned porn producer. It didn't take much convincing for him to join Caleb's team. One look at the guy and he dove headfirst into revamping his image. A new house that had a room dedicated to streaming with a proper set was funded.
He helped the man understand that you needed constant uploads and fresh ideas to build a loyal audience. “People are used to being fed junk food, pornos and streaming shows. If you aren't ready to be in an environment like that, you might as well bow out now. Because there's a million other guys who look like you and need the money ten times as bad as you who'll conform.” Hearing this was like a kick in the ass and Caleb told him to do whatever it takes to make his streaming profitable.