Legendary Daddy, Mia Monroe [romantic books to read .txt] 📗

me after watching some of my amateur work. His name is searched so often, I’m almost guaranteed to get noticed once this goes live.

“Ready, guys?”

They both nod.

“Action.”

Mack moves in like a panther catching his prey as Cas melts into his arms. They kiss, Mack gripping the other man’s chin in a possessive move that makes my insides tingle. Mack is aggressive like Legend is, but Mack is a Dom in every sense of the word while Legend has an unexpected softness to him.

I move closer, practicing my angles in hopes of perfecting my technique. I can hear Cas’s whimpers, his moans, his pleas for Mack to use him. He is far from gentle, tossing Cas around like a rag doll. It helps that Cas is half Mack’s size. This is so hot, and I hope that’s showing through my lens.

I shift again so I’m lying on the bed next to Cas, my camera gazing up at Mack’s face, tense with exertion and desire. I don’t know how he feels about Cas in real life, but he’s definitely enjoying what the two of them are doing.

I move to stand on the bench near the bed so I can film from Mack’s perspective, focused on Cas’s angelic face. His big brown eyes are fixed on Mack as he growls dirty words of desire at his scene partner. When Mack lifts Cas’s legs and spreads them wide, exposing his hole, I zoom in, capturing Mack’s words of praise for the pretty twink. Then Mack slides his substantial cock inside Cas. The fucking is rough, fast, and so damn hot. Mack’s black hair falls in his face, his arms straining with popped veins as he turns Cas inside out.

I perch between them, my camera aimed directly at Cas’s hole as Mack’s dick slides in and out effortlessly, the sound of lube squishing between them.

“You ready to take Daddy’s load?” Mack asks, gripping Cas’s throat.

The boy nods eagerly, whimpering the word, “Please.”

I lie down again next to Cas, angled so I can get Mack’s cum shooting in a perfect arc onto Cas’s tanned skin. The boy writhes, bucking his hips as if Mack’s cum is giving him life. Mack pushes his dripping cock back inside the boy, fucking into him a little longer while fisting Cas’s sweet dick. Cas releases a moaned “fuck” as he shoots cum in the air. It settles in pools on his stomach and chest, and Mack, bless him, leans forward and licks their shared release off his partner.

The two collapse together, laughing and kissing. It’s incredibly sweet, so I keep filming, capturing those moments in the afterglow. Mack cups Cas’s cheek, kissing him briefly.

“You were so good for Daddy today.”

Cas’s face lights up. “Because you’re my perfect Daddy.”

I fade out, slowly backing away. “Scene.”

Mack sits up, extending his hand to help Cas. The two hug then Cas skips off to clean up. Mack twists his head back and forth then looks at me.

“How did it look?”

“Awesome. Want to see?”

“Yeah.”

He stands, walking over to my camera. We watch the playback a little as Mack’s hand moves to my back. “That’s fucking nice,” he praises. “It’s like POV, but not so gritty. Kind of sexy and sensual looking.”

“Thanks, Mack.”

“I’m excited to see it come out.”

“I’ll let you and Cas know when it’s ready.”

“I think it’s gonna blow up. Get ready, man.”

“I appreciate that.”

It’s not lost on me that I hope somehow Daddy Legend sees my work and remembers me. It’s a stupid fantasy, of course, but a boy can dream, can’t he?

About a week later, I’m reading my emails. Mack was right. The movie we filmed and aired exclusively on his OnlyFans blew up, but only for a few days. I’ve had a few odd requests from random studios, but not the big players. Mack, Cas, and I decided to keep it exclusive. That means Legend likely didn’t see it. I should probably stop thinking about him so much. But I probably won’t.

I click the browser tab, going straight to my bookmarked page full of favorite Legend videos. They were all before Arian, and if anyone had been paying as much attention to him as I did, they would have noticed how much happier he looked pre-Arian.

I wish I had been brave enough to ask for his number. At least under a professional guise, although he made it clear he wasn’t dating or filming. Such a waste of talent. I stare at my screen, watching for the one-millionth time as Legend tears up a tiny twink. I could be his tiny, lace-loving twink. I close the page, and even though my dick is hard, I don’t have time to jack off right now. But my dick and I know it’ll happen by the time I hit the sheets tonight. One of these days, my heart will move on. I shake my head.

Great. Now I’m a Celine Dion song.

Five

Legend

It’s been two weeks since the conference. Two weeks since I met Bentley. Two weeks since I’ve been able to think of anyone else. I need to stop being a stubborn ass and just give in already. If anything, I know he’d be down for something casual. I’ve already learned I can trust him. If he was an asshole looking to capitalize on my name, he would’ve done it by now.

Staring at his number in my phone, I consider the pros and cons of calling him.

Pros:

Boy can suck a dick.

He’s pretty and wears panties. Fuck.

His appetite matches mine.

He wants me.

Cons:

I tap my fingers on the table where I’m sitting.

Cons?

He could want more than I’m willing to give.

That’s a lame reason not to pursue. That could happen with anyone. There must be another con to calling him. The minutes tick by, but my brain refuses to offer anything other than the memory of his hot mouth on me, pretty eyes gazing up at me, Daddy whispered on his lips.

Fuck it. I’m calling.

I press the button and wait as it rings a few times. I