Chemistry ж Kellic (BoyxBoy)

Daddy

A/N Sorry that the story has become so slow-paced. I just like to describe everything in detail so you don't miss anything. Ily.

After agreeing, Alex had given us an outline on what to do. Being the director, it was his job to come up with how the scene would play out. And now, we were nearing the end of Vic's interview. "You like bondage?"

During this talk, Vic had loosened up a bit. He had yet to revert back to his normal, non-quiet self, however. He wasn't quite there yet, but I was sure he'd be there when the actual porn part came along. The way he handled me during sex simply wouldn't work if he were depressed or discouraged.

Right now, we were doing the usual "question & answer" part that we usually shot on the couch whenever we got new models. The viewers liked these segments because they were sort of like foreplay, and it helped to let them visualize a character to put behind the model's face.

"Yeah, I, uh... I do," Vic stammered. He seemed to be having some trouble talking in front of a camera, and I didn't blame him. That was how I had been during my interview, too, a long time ago, before I knew how to work for the camera like I did now.

"So, you do enjoy ropes and chains, correct?" Alex asked, ignoring Vic's nervousness and trying to make the questions as risqué as possible.

"Yes."

"How would you feel if Kellin here tied you up to the bed over there?"

Woah, woah, woah, now.

Due to the obvious implications of the question, I suddenly realized that Alex had no clue about Vic's dom/sub deal with me. All of the viewers knew who I was and they knew me as the dominating bottom, but that wasn't how I was with Vic.

I tapped Alex's shoulder and gave him a look of crazed confusion. All he did was mouth "What?" and turn back to Vic. I knew I couldn't interrupt the video recording since it was only meant to be one take, in order to make the model look as genuine as possible, so I very hesitantly kept my mouth shut.

"Um," Vic paused. He looked behind the camera at me and then back at Alex. Oh no, this was going to be dreadfully awkward. "I-um... I guess that could be fun..."

Wait, what? My thoughts of confusion were immediately interrupted by Alex's voice. From previous experiences, I knew that the kink-talk came directly before the strip show, so there was no time to argue or interject. "Good, good. Now can you take off your shirt for me?" Alex asked, following up with the normal procedure.

I watched as Vic's fingers grabbed the ends of either side of his shirt. I could barely focus on the way the fabric inched off of him, revealing more and more of his toned, tanned chest until he removed it completely. All I could think of was the fact that he was willing to let me be the dom half of the dom/sub game for once.

My heart rate increased at the thought of him whimpering below me, writhing under my touch. I knew he had probably only agreed because he didn't want to go against Alex's wishes, since he was the main authority figure here, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was that I would finally be able to show him my natural self and he would see how good I was at being a bottom with the attitude of a top.

"What next?" Vic asked Alex, somewhat hesitantly. I noticed that he had been completely avoiding eye contact with the camera. It was actually kind of cute how nervous he was. It'd make it easier for me to play the dom role, too, when I really thought about it.

"Down to your boxers," Alex stated in a non-demanding way. "Slowly."

Vic looked even more nervous about this one. Nevertheless, he obliged with a hesitant expression. I watched closely as his fingers slipped tentatively under the waistband of his jeans. He then moved his hands to the front of his crotch, where he gently loosened the button before finally undoing the zip and moving his hands back onto his sides.