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And as days turn into weeks, I stop holding my breath so much. Maybe justice really was served.

Johnny’s demon didn’t respawn.

CHAPTER 44

Kurt

Afew weeks later, Johnny corners me in the kitchen while I’m doing dishes, nibbling on my neck as he embraces me from behind.

His big hands run along my body from my thighs to my nipples, and I groan. Damn, I love it when he’s like this.

“Need a break?” he asks.

“Yeah,” I say, leaning into him. When Johnny’s in the mood, I jump on it. He doesn’t have to always be that way, but I love it when he is. And the more he recovers, the more he’s getting back his sexual appetite.

“A while ago, you mentioned an interest in making a film,” he murmurs in my ear. “You still up for that?”

I nod vigorously, my dick firming up, and I push my ass into his hardening crotch. “Well, you’re feeling good today.”

“So good.” He grips my hips tight. “Let’s have a little fun. Create new, positive memories. On camera. You’re okay with that?”

“Yes. So much more than okay.”

“Then are you my boy who’s been away at college and has been sleeping around on me?” He sucks on my neck. “Do you need to be taught a lesson? Or are you the homeowner who needs help with your pipes and calls the plumber? Or the pizza delivery guy?” He smirks.

“I want to be the amateur with the porn star,” I blurt. “I want you to coach me through what you like. I want you to teach me how to make a porno.”

“Dang, that’s hot,” he whispers, his hand reaching down between my legs, cupping my balls over my jeans, then slowly stroking up my cock. “Okay.” He nods. “Set up the camera.”

Holy shit, we’re doing this. I have a little tripod that I bought a while back in a misguided attempt to do Ad/VICE videos, so I set up the camera in our bedroom and make sure it’s on and has plenty of battery and memory. Then I arrange it so it can see the whole room.

Johnny’s waiting in the doorway, watching me with heated eyes. “How you doin’, darlin’?”

“Almost … Okay, it’s ready.” I rub my hands down my thighs, wiping off the nervous sweat. “I’m … I’m ready, too.”

“Then let’s get started.”

I whisper, “Okay.” I hover my finger over the button. “And … action.” I walk out in front of the camera, not quite knowing what to do or where to look or how to hold myself.

Johnny strides over to me, and he’s put on his confident, porn star persona. While it’s still him, it’s him … turned all the way up.

I’m a puddle on the floor. I love this. Love him.

“Hey, baby,” he says in a low drawl. “I hear you’ve been having a few fantasies.”

I swallow hard. “I have.”

“And what are they?”

He’s making this easy on me. Damn. “I’ve always wanted to be fucked by you. On camera.”

Johnny grins his sexy smirk. “That can be arranged. Have you ever been with someone as big as me?”

Of course, the truthful answer is that I’ve been with him before, so I know what I’m getting into. But for the camera, I say, “No one’s as big as you are.”

My cock is hardening even more in my pants. And my ass is clenching, wanting that painful, overfull feeling of having him inside me.

Fuck. I want Johnny inside me. I want him dominating me and taking me over.

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