I reached to the floor beside me, picking up my cowboy hat and putting it on. It just obscured my eyes. “Sure am.”
Liam pressed a button, and the camera beeped to indicate we were rolling.
I started stroking my cock, getting a brand-new thrill just from knowing that I was now being filmed. I let myself settle in on the chair, getting comfortable as I jerked off.
People were going to see this video. Lots of them. Thousands. My head was still spinning as I realized that fact, and for a moment I was worried my erection was going to subside again.
But there was another streak inside me that liked the idea of so many people seeing the video. Especially if they’d loved our other video.
I stroked myself, trying not to think too hard about the final product. But it was no use. I was imagining people watching it, alone in their rooms. Total strangers getting off to this thing that Liam and I were creating together. It was exciting, but completely overwhelming.
I breathed deep, focusing on my dick again, just pumping it like I would if I were jerking off at home.
After a few minutes, I heard the camera beep again. I tipped up the brim of my hat, looking up at Liam again.
“Did you stop the camera? I thought we had to capture the whole thing?”
He waved his hand. “We can make a few cuts in the video. No problem at all.”
He had a concerned expression on his face that he was trying so hard to hide with a smile.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Oh! It’s nothing, I just…” he started, trailing off.
“Liam, you’ve gotta just tell me what you’re thinking, because right now you look like you’re trying to hold in a sneeze. Painfully.”
He laughed. “Okay. You’re right.”
“You can tell me anything. You know that.”
He nodded. “I just… I get a sense that you’re in your head a little bit. Am I correct?”
I let out a breath. “Yes,” I said.
“This also is something I’ve experienced,” he said. “Unfortunately, there’s no quick fix to this one. You just have to get used to doing things in front of a camera. So what I’m going to do is start it up again, but don’t worry about performing. Don’t worry about how it’s going to turn out. I’m going to edit the video anyway. Okay?”
“Right. Okay.”
“You still feeling it?”
“I’m feeling it” I said, stroking my dick once more. “This is really fucking hot, no matter how weird it feels.”
“Fuck yes,” Liam said, relaxing again behind the camera. He turned it on again and I continued touching myself.
I was surprised at how much more comfortable I was after what he had told me. I wasn’t thinking about strangers anymore. In fact, after a while, all I was thinking about was that I was doing this in front of Liam.
And I fucking loved that.
After a few minutes, Liam detached the camera from the tripod and picked it up. He was filming me handheld now, and he slowly walked over toward me, pointing the camera at me as I jerked off.
“You feeling good, cowboy?” he asked.
My heart pounded. I hadn’t realized he was going to talk to me while we filmed, and I had no clue if he would cut out the sound later on, or leave it in for everyone to hear.
I wasn’t sure which one was hotter, honestly.
“I’m… I am doing so fucking good,” I said. “Can’t you tell?”
He hummed happily, pointing the camera right at my cock. The fact that I knew it was a close-up made me throb, and I watched as a small bead of precum came out of my tip.
“Look at that,” Liam said.
“All for you,” I said, barely realizing the implication of what I was saying. I pulsed in my fist again, and more came out.
“Fuck yes, cowboy,” Liam said, taking a few steps back again. He was standing just in front of me now, filming me from up above.
And when I looked ahead, I saw a very clear bulge in Liam’s pants.
He was hard from this, too. And realizing that made me skyrocket from turned on to so fucking turned on I could come.
“Jesus,” I hissed softly, pumping my cock a little harder.
“Hell yes,” Liam said. “I can’t wait for you to come for me.”
I loved that he said it was for him. I knew that all of this had to be for the cameras, but all I needed to hear was that I’d be coming for Liam.
Because as much as I’d tried to deny myself for years, God damn, I still wanted to come for this man. I felt like I was giving in to a sinister urge, or finally admitting my addiction to him had never really gone away. It had just been waiting inside me, ready to explode the moment he was near me again.