Page 76 of Sweet Shots

That’s insane, right? Of course it is.

“I’m not giving up my job, I’m just changing what I do. Look at this.” He reaches to the nightstand to pick up his phone and opens an app, one that’s known for allowing any content to be posted. He types something one-handed, then gives me his phone. I scroll through the page, seeing multiple videos of the same two men.

“What is this?” I ask as I click one of the videos to make it play.

One of the guys is at least a foot taller than the other, and probably twice his weight. The smaller one is dressed in a pink thong, bending over a bed, while the other is standing at the bottom, watching and jerking off.

“They’re a couple. Exclusive. All they do is make videos together. Sometimes they add a third, but it’s just them. Look at their followers.”

I click out of the video and scroll back to the top. My eyebrows shoot to my hairline when I see they have close to three million followers.

“But this isn’t behind a paywall,” I say.

“This isn’t, but it’s only clips of their videos. Teasers. They have the full-length stuff behind a paywall, and as far as I know, they’re not complaining about how much money they’re making. They travel all the time. Make sex videos all over the world.”

I turn on my side to face him. “Are you saying you want to turn your page into an exclusive Mikah and Dominic page?”

“Dominic dominates Mikah has a great ring to it, don’t you think?” He grins.

I scrunch my face up. “Nah, not really.”

“Liar,” he mutters. I turn back over and rest on my back. “You can still make your content. I won’t stop you from doing that.”

“Thank you.”

“But I would like it if you added more videos of us. Bonuses or for an extra price.”

I smile, biting on my lip. “You want people to know we’re together.”

It’s not a question, just an observation. One that makes me beyond happy.

“Fuck yeah I do. And speaking of, there’s no longer an option about the award show. You’re my boyfriend, you’re coming with me.”

I roll my eyes. “And I was so looking forward to going to bed early that night.”

“You are such a brat,” he says, pinching my nipple.

I yelp, swatting his hand away.

“Can we get matching tuxes?” I ask excitedly.

“Oh, you want to bethatcouple, do you?”

“Maybe,” I say. “Can I ask you something?”

“Anything.”

“This… relationship thing. It’s a big change for you.”

“You too.”

“Yeah, but it’s different.”

“Mikah,” he says softly. “The guys in the videos were just work. I did it for money and for fun. My personal dating life was non-existent. Don’t get the idea in your head that I’m some player who doesn’t want to settle down. Just because that’s the image I portrayed, doesn’t mean it’s true.”

I sigh, shifting my hand to rest on my stomach.

“Okay, yeah. You’re right, I’m sorry. I just had to ask.”

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