by Mia Monroe
“I know. I’ve watched it a thousand times.”
Legend chuckles.
“What’s a scene you didn’t film but wish you had?”
“Oh that’s a good one,” Legend says, thinking for several seconds. “I’ve never bottomed on camera.”
“That would be hot.”
“With the right person.”
“What else?” I move so I’m right in front of him.
“I’ve never done any solo scenes. You know, fucking myself with a dildo or jerking off for the camera.”
“You could right now. Here’s a camera.”
“I could.” He pulls the button of his jeans open, rubbing his hand over his bulge. “You’re turning me on, boy.”
“That’s my job, Daddy. Can I see it?”
“This?” He grabs his cock through his briefs. “You want to see my dick?”
“So much.”
“You’re not tired of it yet?”
“Never, Daddy.”
“I hope that’s true, precious boy.”
“It is.”
He pulls his briefs down, revealing his veiny, throbbing cock.
“Fuck, that’s beautiful.”
Legend grins, stroking his cock. “Even better when your mouth is on it.”
I giggle, reaching forward to touch him while staying out of the shot. “It feels so nice.”
“Mm, keep doing that.”
So I do, managing to balance my small handheld camera while stroking his dick at the same time. “Feel good, Daddy?”
“Amazing. You have the best hands.”
“Better than my mouth?”
He shakes his head. “No. Come here.”
I step closer, keeping my camera angled on him as he unbuttons my pants and pulls my cock out. His eyes shift up to mine. When his tongue flicks the tip of my dick, my breath hitches.
“I fucking love how you taste, boy. You’re sweet like candy.”
“That’s sexy, Daddy.”
“Mm.” He rubs his face on my dick and balls until I’m literally shaking for more. “Soft.”
“Do you like being on camera?” I whisper.
“With you.”
“I like it too. It’s fun.”
He drags his tongue along my shaft. “Daddy wants to eat your ass.”
“Yes, please.”
I set the camera on the small table, kicking off my pants and climbing onto the bed on all fours. Legend grabs the camera, capturing a full-on close-up of my asshole, then he sets the camera down and dives in, eating my ass like it’s his last meal.
My eye catches the red recording light on the camera still on, which sends unexpected jolts of excitement through me. For years, I would fantasize about being Legend’s on-camera partner and, in a way, it’s happening. Even if it is just for us.
Legend spreads my cheeks. “Jesus, boy, you have the prettiest fucking hole I’ve seen.”
“Ever, Daddy?”
“Ever.” He goes at me again, licking and twisting his tongue in me until I’m whimpering and leaking precum on the bedding we just changed.
“Daddy…”
“Yes, baby?”
“Can I suck you?”
“Mm, yes.”
I flip onto my back, and as Legend slides his cock in my mouth from behind me, he fists my cock, stroking me with a spit-slicked hand. After several minutes of this, Legend flips me over, crawling on top of me, his heavy body pushing me into the mattress.
“I love you,” he whispers. “You make me so happy.”
“I love you too.”
“Ass up,” he demands in his Daddy-voice, rising enough to give me space to comply. He slaps my ass, then begins to fuck against my channel. The lube we have is too far away to stop what’s happening, but fresh desire overtakes me when Legend spits between us. He reaches under me to stroke me, pumping against me while I fuck into his hand.
At this point, it doesn’t take long until I spill cum on the bedding. The slick sound of his hand still stroking me is so hot that I think I could come all over again.
“Fuck,” he whispers before tensing and spraying cum on my back and ass. He pushes the tip of his cock into me but doesn’t go any farther. Just enough to tease me with the burn. Falling beside me, he laughs, pulling me into his arms. “That was fun.”
“Very fun.” I stroke his cheek with my back to the camera. “I felt like a porn star.”
“And you liked it?”
“With you. I thought I would feel nervous.”
“Well, it’s only us. Maybe you would if you knew it was going to be seen.”
“True. I’d have to figure out how to do all my cool close-ups.”
“I guess we’d have a lot of cameras pointed at us and some serious editing later.”
“Yeah.” I nod. My mind plays that out for a few seconds—Legend and me, fucking on film.
“Want to get dressed and go home?” he asks.
“Yeah. I guess we have two loads of laundry to do now.”
He laughs. “We’ll do it at home and bring it back. Matteo doesn’t have any appointments on Sunday.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
He helps me out of bed and we dress then gather up my equipment.
“Can I see it?” Legend asks.
“Of course.”
I play it back and the two of us watch it for several minutes. It’s way hotter than I expected it to be. The camera was angled perfectly to keep my face out of it and the focus on Legend. He looks fucking amazing, and it has this stunning voyeuristic quality to it like the viewer is witnessing something meant to be private. Which is exactly what it was.
When I look up at Legend, his face is tight. “Is something wrong, Daddy?”
“No, baby. It’s just...beautiful.”
Then it hits me. He misses it. “It is.”
He kisses my temple. “Let’s get home and have some dinner, huh?”
“Yes.”
As we finish packing up, my thoughts are on Legend. Somehow I have to convince him to perform again. I just have to.
I can’t believe how much has changed in a month.
I’ve been filming two or three scenes a day for the last three weeks as news has spread about me. Suddenly, actors are calling me. We have enough scenes now to officially launch the website, which Finn did three days ago. He’s been writing my content and setting up my website with an unexpected helper. Ramos took to the technology side of this stuff like he’s been doing it forever. He had nothing but time while recovering, and he used it to learn as much as he could about website programming. We’re a motley crew quickly becoming a dream team.
I’m not sure what I was expecting exactly, but the website subscriptions blew up. Finn has been building interest on social media, and my actors had been teasing scenes on their own platforms. We’re still playing with the contest idea, but there’s a lot of interest in what we’re doing here, and I haven’t even name-dropped Legend.
Legend insisted on a champagne toast to celebrate our one-thousandth subscriber. Matteo, Finn, Ramos, and Matteo’s new assistant, Preston, gather around our kitchen island. I steal glances at my handsome Daddy, knowing I have something special for him a little later.
Later that afternoon, I lead Legend to our bedroom. He sits on the edge of the bed, gazing at me with affection and anticipation.
“I made something for us.”
He nods. “Okay. Show me.”
I grab the laptop off the dresser and open it to the private page I created on OnlyFans. We’re the only ones who can see it, I triple-checked the privacy settings, but after editing, it was just too good to leave it unseen by Legend.
I walk over to him and set it in his lap before hitting play. He focuses on the screen, his face softening when he realizes what it is. The scene we filmed together comes to life on the screen. It’s intimate and sexy.
As it starts, it feels like the camera is seducing Legend. He’s so beautiful and comfortable in front of the cam
era. He was made for it. His hand moves to my back as he watches. When I enter the scene, my body heats from the memory and visual stimulation. It’s so gorgeous.
“Do you still think you’re not talent material?” Legend asks softly. “If you say yes after watching this, I’m making an appointment for an eye exam for you.”
I laugh softly. “We look amazing together.”
“Truly amazing.”
My stomach tightens with anxiety over what I’m about to suggest, but I have to try.
“It’s a shame no one can see this but us. You belong in front of the camera, Legend.” He turns to meet my eyes. “We could publish it.”
“This?”
“Yeah. Finn could put the link on our website with a teaser clip. I bet it would light the world on fire.”
His brow furrows. “But...you’re in it too.”
“You can’t see my face. Besides, I’m not ashamed of it. I think it’s art. You and I together make beautiful things. Why shouldn’t we share it?”
His jaw is tight. “You’ve thought about this a lot, haven’t you?”
“I was editing it as a surprise for you, but the more I did, the more I wanted people to see it. To see us.” I take his hand in mine. “I’ve studied your entire career, Legend. I’ve seen every available video.” My eyes fill with tears that I try to blink away. “But I’ve never seen you look so happy and sexy and...in love. I used to wish that I was the one in the scene with you. Now I am.”
“It’s a big step. If fans like it, they’ll demand more. They’ll want a piece of you.”
“I understand that. If you’re worried about things getting off track like they did with—”
“No.” He cuts me off. “I’m not. I know that won’t happen with us. What we have is solid, and we’ll keep each other grounded.”
My heart races. “Yes.”
“But you never intended to be a performer.”
“It’s one video.” I take the laptop from him and set it on the bed behind us before crawling into his lap and straddling him. “But I think we could film another one. We could show the kind of Daddy you really are. Not the one they saw before.”
He searches my eyes. “You would want to do a scene like that?”
“Legend, you have an opportunity here to control the narrative. To reset. You can reinvent your image and rebuild it all if you want to. I’ll be here for every second.”
Legend’s hands crawl under my shirt and up my back. “I love you so much, Bentley. You’re exactly the person I needed in my life. You believed in me when I couldn’t believe in myself. I’ve missed it so much, and seeing this video of us is validating. I just don’t know about performing with others.”
“One step at a time, Daddy. I’m here for you. We could create a few videos and then you can decide. I want you to be happy and fulfilled, personally and professionally.”
Sliding his hand behind my neck, he pulls me down for a heated kiss and, before long, we’re rolling around in the bed, clothes flying off, bodies rubbing together. We’re a perfectly choreographed couple now, each of us knowing how to please the other and eagerly pushing our limits. My favorite thing, though, is what he’s doing now, hovering over me, clutching my collar as he frots against me.
The expression on his face is a heady mixture of ownership, love, desire. I grip his forearms, arching my back, and whispering, “Daddy” as I spill into his fist. He comes moments later, smothering my face and neck in kisses.
After a few minutes of cooling down, he twists his head to look at me. “Let’s do it.”
A smile pulls at my lips. “Publish it?”
He nods as the tension leaves his face and a smile replaces it. “Publish it. I’m ready.”
I roll on top of him. “Daddy! I’m so excited.”
His hands rub my sides. “Thank you, beautiful boy. Your love and support helped me get to this place.”
“You’re welcome, Daddy. You deserve all of it. You deserve a boy who loves you to your core.”
He smiles. “I waited a long time for you, but it was worth it.”
I pepper his face, neck, and chest with kisses until he flips me over and claims my mouth. After a kiss that leaves me breathless, he pulls me up.
“Let’s clean up and then go tell Finn the plan.”
“Awesome.”
I start to walk to the bathroom, but Legend grabs my wrist. “Are you sure you’re ready for this? There could be backlash, comparisons, just general trolling bullshit.”
“I don’t care. I know what we have is real. I know who you are inside. I can handle whatever comes at us. As long as you’re my Daddy, I’ve got this.”
Legend smiles. “And as long as you’re my boy, I can rule the world.”
“Well, then, let’s go flip this industry on its head.”
“Guys!”
I shoot straight up in bed as Finn bursts into our bedroom. Legend grumbles, rolling over to his side.
“Fuck’s sake, Finny.” I clutch my pounding heart. “What’s going on?”
He plops on the bed between my legs. “Look.”
He flips the computer screen around, and after rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I see that Legend’s name is trending on Twitter.
“Oh my god.” I push on Legend. “Daddy. Wake up.”
He twists around, sighing. I kept him up late last night. “What is it?”
“You have to see it to believe it.”
He pulls himself up, glancing at an excited Finn before looking at the computer screen. As we read through the posts talking about how happy people are to see Legend again, a hesitant smile pulls at his lips.
“Over one hundred thousand views since we hit submit two days ago,” Finn says proudly. “You’re back, Legend.”
He glances up but then continues scrolling. “Legendary,” he says, reading comments. “The GOAT of porn.” He laughs at that one. “Been too long. I needed this. Who’s the pretty boy? Where’s the full length? How do we get more? Take my money. Shut the front door-Legend is back up in this bitch.” He looks up. “They like it.”
“Not like,” Finn says. “They love it. Your OnlyFans blew the fuck up last night. If you weren’t already rich, you’d be rich.”
Legend chuckles. “This is...amazing.” He fixes his eyes on me. “Thank you for giving me this moment.”
“You’re welcome, Daddy.”
“On that note…” Finn climbs out of bed. “I’ll leave you two alone.”
“Thanks for this news, Finn.”
He grins at me. “My pleasure.”
After Finn leaves, Legend and I spend the next hour reading the comments. Some of them are negative, talking about how Legend hurt Arian, but the majority are just excited to see him back in the spotlight again. The OnlyFans account did indeed blow up. My website is getting a ton of hits, and my inbox is brimming with talent requesting to work with me.
“This is a dream come true.” My voice cracks as Legend rubs my back. “It’s everything I came to Los Angeles for. I knew I could do the directing part, but to have people want it is amazing. To have you in my life is like magic. It’s like I wished for it so hard, it actually happened.”
“You deserve this success, Bentley. You worked hard for it. I’m thrilled I can be by your side and witness it.”
“It’s because of you.”
“No, it isn’t, baby. We didn’t even use my name to draw people in. That was your talent and drive.”
I laugh. “So humble. Look at this shit.” I gesture to the computer. “That’s you. You might want to downplay the impact you had on the industry, but I won’t let you. People love a good scandal, but they get over it. More people loved you than didn’t. Fuck the haters.”
Legend laughs. “Yeah. Fuck the haters.”
Later that morning, we sit at the dining table with Finn, Ramos, and Matteo, discussing the business. After finishing breakfast, Matteo clears his throat.
“I have exciting news.”
We all look at him.
“I’m making the move to Los Angeles.”
Finn squeezes my thigh under the table. His crush is relentless, but he’s been hesitant to start something up with the handsome Daddy for lots of reasons, proximity being one of them.
“Ramos and I talked it over last night, and he’ll be moving in with me for a while.”
My mouth drops. “Why?”
“To give you guys some space,” Ramos says. “Plus it’s closer to the city, so I can get out and start being more independent.”
“But I have some thoughts,” Matteo says. “I’d like a meeting with you later, Legend.”
“Sure.”
“I’m ready to settle down here,” Matteo continues, his gaze zeroing in on Finn. “I like LA a lot more than I thought I would.”
Finn smiles, looking shy. “This is exciting. We can get to know each other more.”
“I’d like that.”
And from the hungry look on his face, I’d say he really means it.
The five of us gather our dishes and take them to the kitchen. I insist on cleaning up by myself, and as the guys stand around the island chatting, my chest fills with warmth and happiness. I have everything I ever wanted.
How amazing is that?
Twenty-Seven
Legend
“What did you want to talk to me about?”
Matty leans into me as we stand on the back patio, gazing out at the pool. “I’ve been talking to Ramos a lot. He’s very smart. Tons of natural business aptitude. He just has a mind for it, you know?”
“I’ve noticed.”
“I was thinking you and I could mentor him. Maybe even invest in him.”
“In what way?”
“He’s all over the place. He thinks he wants to own a restaurant, but he’s also enjoying the website work he’s doing. The couple of times he’s helped out at the studio, he’s shown a knack for visually appealing poses. I think we could help him focus his talents.”
I nod. “Got it. Yeah, that sounds cool. Any attraction growing there?”
“Between me and Ramos? Nah, man. He’s not my type at all.”
“I know, but sometimes attraction is weird.”