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Chapter Ten

Dominic

The second I meet Mikah in the locker room after our shower, I feel the difference in him. He’s put walls up. I’ve never felt this from him before, probably because he thought he was safe from me. Well, now he knows he’s not, and he’s erected a sturdy border. Though I just gave him a damn good orgasm, his shoulders are tense. I have the urge to tease him some more, but keep my mouth shut. The last thing I want is to piss him off before a film. This takes a lot more acting and focus than pictures do. I can’t fuck with him the same way. We aren’t women. We can’t squirt some lube into our pussies, moan and whimper, and pretend everything is okay. If our dicks don’t get hard, they don’t get hard.

Not that I think I’ll have an issue there; I never do. I’m already getting stiff again at just the thought of my dick being in his mouth. Mikah told me we weren’t doing any ass fucking for this video because it was too weird with the chocolate… I get th at. From a creative point of view, I definitely get it. I just don’t think that’s his only reason behind it. He’s afraid of liking it too much.

But he won’t have a choice when it comes to my video. We haven’t gone into full detail of what we’re going to do yet, but we attached hard limits to the contract, and he agreed to do what I wanted. Same way I agreed to do what he wanted for this. I mean, it isn’t going the way he said it would, but he hasn’t told me no or to stop. Meaning… it’s what he wants, in one way or another.

“Remember what we talked about,” he reminds me in a harsh tone as we make our way to room #13.

“Got it.”

“Because you didn’t during the photoshoot,” he growls, whirling toward me just before we reach the room.

“You’re angry,” I point out, which only makes him angrier. He’s cute when he’s mad, but I’m starting to realize he’s cute all the time. Except when he’s sexy. And he’s sexy a lot.

“No shit,” he hisses.

I hold my hands up. “I’m sorry. I got carried away. I promise I’ll behave, and I remember everything you said. No butt play. Follow your cues. Dicks in mouth only. I got it.”

Mikah huffs an annoyed sound before shaking his head, muttering something under his breath as he turns into the room .

“You guys ready or what?” the videographer asks. I think Chad called him Monty? “Well, damn, you’re Dominic Blake.” His eyes light up when he sees me, and I smirk.

“That’s me,” I say, ignoring the glare from Mikah. I get this is his shoot and I shouldn’t be stealing the attention, but I can’t help that people know who I am. This is the adult film industry. Everyone knows everyone around here. We’re like actors but do everything naked. I have a big following. It’s not my fault I’m good at what I do. Mikah should be grateful. It could take him places. Making a video with me has skyrocketed more than one creator. I’m proud of that.

“Mikah, how’s it going?” Monty asks him.

“Great. This won’t be a long video.”

“Oh, so nothing like your usual stuff, then?” Monty asks me with a chuckle.

“Nah, this is about Mikah. Whatever he wants,” I say.

“Yeah, of course. So, what are we doing? Anything I need to know?”

“We’re going to use the chocolate sauce. Suck each other off. End video.”

Mikah is short, and though I’ve encountered him being rude before, he’s never been rude like this. I keep my mouth shut, though. This isn’t my business.

“Yeah, okay. That’s cool with me. I’ll get everything set up. Grab whatever you need.”

Mikah heads to the door, probably to go salvage whatever he can from the other room. There were a bunch of things on the table we hadn’t touched yet, so I’m sure there’s plenty to take. I consider asking if he wants help, but maybe he needs some space.

He stops on his way out and turns to face Monty. “Oh, and before I forget, make sure you pan in nice and close when I finish, because it’ll be on his face.”

“You got it,” Monty says with a firm nod.

Mikah gives me a how do you like that? look and leaves the room. I smirk to myself as he goes. This little brat is going to pay for that later.

Mikah doesn’t waste time. We get right into it. He shoves me onto the bed, trying to assert his dominance over me, and I let him get away with it for now. Only because this is his vision, his video, his job. Deep down, this isn’t what he wants, but allowing him to do it will only prove my point later on, when he realizes how much he loves it more when I’m the one in control. It’s one of those things he needs to figure out on his own.

He obviously no longer cares about the kissing rule, considering his tongue is down my throat and his hand around my neck. I’m sitting on the bed, and he’s hovering over me, trying to intimidate me or something. Doesn’t really work. I find his tactics adorable, and I’m keeping track of them all to punish him for later .

With his free hand, he works on my jeans, shoving his hand inside to rub my dick that’s already aching again. You don’t get into this line of work by having a shit rebound or being a one pump chump. I hadn’t come all day, and he was driving me insane during the photoshoot, so that explains coming so fast. But now? I’m good to go. I’ll be able to handle myself better, keep myself on the edge to come when I need to. It takes a lot of practice, but I’ve gotten good at it.

“You’re hard for me,” he says in a raspy whisper.

“Damn right I am,” I answer back.

We’d discussed dialogue beforehand. Though this is his video, I told him he at least needs to respect my persona as an adult content creator, or it won’t do well. People know me as a certain type of person in the bedroom, and though I’m fine with not being that person fully in this video, I won’t go to the opposite end of it either. Which is why I told him I wouldn’t bottom. That’s just not what I do, and it’s not who I am. I’m known for being dominating, for taking control. I’m fine giving up a bit of control to Mikah, keeping things on more of an even page, but that’s all he’s getting. He isn’t going to make me look like the submissive one because I’ll call this quits in two goddamn seconds. But of course he’s going to push the limits and try to sneak in whatever he can—because he’s a goddamn brat.

I wonder if he’s aware of that? I hadn’t thought of it until this moment, but does he know how much of a brat he is? How badly he needs someone to put him in his place? Or is he just going through life wondering what’s missing? Those thoughts just made this so much more fun.

“Lie back and let me take care of you,” he says.

I lie back on the bed, lifting my hips when he hooks his fingers into my pants and briefs to tug them down. He gets them off, and I’m completely naked on the bed, dick standing proudly, waiting for his mouth. Before he indulges me, he lifts the bottle of chocolate and drizzles it all over my dick. I hiss, gritting my teeth. It’s fucking freezing.

Mikah smirks, knowing exactly what he’s doing.

He grips me at the base, then leans in to lick from where the sauce pooled at my balls, up my shaft, and through the slit of my cock. He takes his time, licking up all the chocolate, looking at me and licking his lips, making a show for the camera. I lean back, watching him and making sure I’m clearly showing how much I enjoy this.

Acting. This is acting. We’re actors. But there isn’t much acting on my part. I’m really fucking enjoying this.

When Mikah deep throats me, I put my hand on the back of his head, guiding him further down. His hands press on my hips, and I fight him for control, lifting them up to shove my dick deeper down his throat. I feel his frustration and annoyance at me pushing him, but he relents, and my hips rise from the bed to fuck his mouth. I go slow, not giving him my all, but enough that people know I’m still me.

It’s possible my fans will hop over to grab this video from him and maybe even subscribe to him too. He should be thanking me for this. In the same tone, I’m sure a lot of his subs will move over to me. It’s a win-win for both of us. If we do this right, that is.

Mikah pops off my dick, getting himself undressed and taking his cock in his hand, giving it a few slow strokes as he kicks out of his jeans. He gets on top of me, grinding our dicks together as he licks my neck before moving down my chest. He sucks a nipple into his mouth that has me hissing. I feel him smile against my skin, and he moves to the other side.

Asshole.

He lifts off me, bringing his hand to both of us and stroking, the same way I did to us just a short time ago, making us both come like crazy. The thought has me wanting a repeat, but I know he won’t come yet. Mikah already indirectly warned me how that is going to go.

“You make me so fucking hard,” I tell him, holding on to his hip as he speeds up his thrusts against me. I lean up to whisper in his ear so only he can hear me. “I can’t wait to be buried balls deep in your tight little ass.”

His body tenses but makes no other reaction to what I said. I lie back down, but only for a second before I’m urging him up. I get to my feet, then push him down to his knees, take his face between my hands and fuck his face hard. He grips my thighs, nails digging in, and he doesn’t fight me. He opens his mouth, drool spilling everywhere, eyes open and looking up at me, pleading for me to go harder. That lasts a few seconds before he blinks and his walls are back in place, annoyed by me taking control again.

“If you want me to come, you need to choke on my cock. Show me how much you want it by letting me use you,” I say.

His eyes flutter shut, and it’s those small gestures that tell me he loves when I say things like that to him, and he’s going to love it even more when I have free rein to do to him what I want. I hold his head still, my cock as far back as it’ll go. My head falls back on my shoulders, and I groan, loving the way his throat constricts around my dick. I grab the bottle of chocolate, letting go of Mikah so he can breathe.

“Keep your mouth open for me,” I tell him, snapping open the bottle. “Stick out your tongue.”

I pour the chocolate onto his tongue, letting it slip down his throat and then off his tongue onto the ground. I hold my dick, swiping it along his tongue and rubbing it in, then drizzle more over my length, his cheeks, his lips.

“Clean it up,” I say. “Make me come.”

I’m close enough that if he does what I say, I will come. He hasn’t given me the signal he’s ready for me to come yet, but I’m sure he wants this over with.

Mikah does his best to clean up the mess, sucking and licking on my dick and balls. It’s fucking amazing, so damn good. And when the mess is mostly clean, he goes back to deep throating me, massaging my balls too. He squeezes my thigh three times, letting me know he wants me to come now. I thrust deeper into his throat, focusing on how good he’s being for me. My balls draw up, my dick getting impossibly harder. I grab myself just before it’s too late, pulling out of his mouth and stroking myself through my orgasm into his open and waiting mouth. He swallows it all, making a show of licking his lips, then licking my cock clean of cum and whatever chocolate is left.

“My turn,” he says, getting to his feet and sitting on the bed. I kneel before him, taking his dick into my mouth. He groans, shivering, and fuck, that makes me feel good.

It’s been a while since I’ve had a dick in my mouth. I don’t hate it, not against it, just not usually what I do. This alone will have people eating this video up for him, and hopefully coming to find my content after, if they aren’t already subbed.

Mikah’s touch is gentler than mine, holding my face with one hand while thrusting up and into my mouth. He uses me, but in a much nicer way than I used him. His head falls back, and he groans.

“Fuck, I’m going to come,” he says, yanking my head back and stroking his dick fast. I’m panting, waiting for his release. My mouth is open, wanting to catch whatever I can, because holy shit, I actually want this right now.

“Come for me,” I tell him, and he does. Just like last time. I say it. He does it.

He groans long and low, cum erupting from his cock, spraying my face and dripping into my mouth. I lick it up, swallowing what I can, and when he’s done, I go in to suck him dry.

“Great fucking video,” Monty says. “I’ll get my shit outta here so you guys can clean up. Mikah, I’ll be in touch with the edited version once it’s done. Man, I love a video that’s quick and doesn’t need fluffers.” He chuckles as he gets his stuff together.

I grab a towel from the shelf against the wall near Monty to wipe my face.

“Later, Dominic,” he says.

I drop the towel into the basket. “Later,” I say as I get another towel for Mikah. Bringing my gaze to the bed, disappointment fills me when I see it’s empty. Mikah is already gone. Left me. Ran off. He can run all he wants. I know where he lives.