Legendary Daddy by Mia Monroe (each kindness read aloud txt) 📕

“Here we go,” he says, returning with a laptop.

As soon as I see him again, nerves assault my stomach. What if he doesn’t like my work? What if he thinks I suck and decides never to work with me?

“Baby.”

My eyes snap up to him, almost on their own. When he uses his Daddy-voice, I am helpless to resist.

“Yes?”

“What’s wrong?”

“Um, I got nervous.”

He nods, sitting next to me. “You don’t have to show me if you’re not ready, but I’d like to see.”

“No, I’m ready. I wanted you to see it. It just feels weird because I’m sitting here. If you hate it…”

“I doubt I’m going to hate it.” His hand moves to mine, and it feels so nice there. I always want some part of him touching some part of me. “I’m interested.”

I nod, finding my courage. “Okay, well, Mack and Cas have an exclusive video I filmed. It’s been popular with fans.”

“Show it to me.”

“Okay.”

I take the laptop, sign into my OnlyFans account, and navigate to Mack’s page. It’s the top video, so it’s very easy to find.

“Ready?” I ask.

Legend nods. “Yes.”

I click play, then direct my eyes to Legend instead of the screen. He watches it, tilting his head and rubbing my arm or playing with my fingers. There’s a moment when Mack flips Cas over and pounds him from behind. I’m particularly proud of my camera angle there. I stood on a chair to get it, keeping the camera at Mack’s height so we—the viewer—could see his cock sliding in and out of Cas. His fingers dig into Cas’s flesh, leaving marks, then his other hand comes down, smacking Cas so hard that his gorgeous little ass jiggles. Cas moans, “yes, Daddy,” and Mack complies with another smack.

My eyes move back to Legend’s face. He’s watching intently but silently. After a few minutes, he presses pause.

“How did you get it to look so…” He pauses, his brow furrowing. “I’m not sure how to describe it. It’s like standing in the room with them but heightened. Oh. I know. It’s like being them instead of just watching them. I’ve seen POV porn before, but this is not like that. It’s more…immersive. How did you do it?”

A bubble of pride wells up inside me. “Lots of cameras and movement. I get involved in the scene. Like here for example.” I rewind the video slightly. “When Cas is lying here, I’m right next to him. I’ve been hit with sweat, spit, and cum before because I’m involved in it. Oh and here.” I scroll through the video until I get to my best scene. Mack is holding Cas’s ass cheeks apart, rubbing his thumb over his hole. “I’m on my knees between Mack and Cas here so I can get the up-close, then I move back and get on a chair so I’m at Mack’s height. Then I get out of the way so he can fuck.”

“It’s incredible.” Legend looks at me. “Beautiful.”

“Thank you, Legend. That means a lot. I was hoping somehow you would come across this video, and then you would know I’m not just a silly kid. I know what I’m doing. I just need my break.”

“This video has a lot of views.”

“I know. I just don’t know what to do next. I don’t want to work for a studio, but I would like to work with one. What I really want, though, is to start my own company. Mack said he’d be open to talking to me about a contract if I do it.” I shrug. “But I need more than Mack, and it’s hard to find talent with star power who will work with someone new to the industry.”

“Sure. I get that.” Legend studies my face for a few seconds. “I could call in some favors.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve worked in this industry for more than twenty years. I know people. Jack Sinful, Sharod…” He pauses, tapping his chin. “Mm, Kenny Jack.”

My eyes widen. “You know Kenny Jack?”

“I do. Cool guy, but hard to work with. A scene with him would get some notice though.”

“And Sharod. He’s a beast.”

“He is. Oh, and I know Taylor Maines. Cute little twink who loves Dom Daddies.”

“He is cute.”

“If you’re ready, we could do this.”

I bite my lip, gazing into his eyes.

“Bentley. The lip.”

I release it. “Sorry. Um, I could be ready, but I don’t know how much I could pay these guys yet. I have some money saved, but I don’t know...” I look back at the screen. “Plus, it’s not perfect yet. See the shadow on the bed? I should have caught that.”

“A shadow is not a mistake.”

“It ruins the experience. It makes the viewer aware of the camera. That’s not what I want.”

Legend nods, studying the screen. “I understand. It’s your art.” His hand moves to my back. “But, Bentley, it’s truly spectacular.”

“Is it hot?”

He chuckles. “Your two hundred thousand views says yes.”

“But do you think it’s hot?”

“Yes, very.” He sets the laptop on the coffee table then motions for me to climb on his lap. “I was viewing it objectively, but I’m positive if I was watching for entertainment, I’d be ready to tear you up right now.”

I laugh softly. Legend’s hand moves between my legs, rubbing my cock.

“You’re not turned on.”

“It’s my work. I can’t enjoy it like that.”

“I think that’s a sign of a good director. That’s how Bobby is.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.” He cups my chin. “I’ll tell you what is hot though.”

“What?”

“The idea of watching porn with you. Porn you didn’t make, porn I’m not in. Just sitting here with my pretty boy in my lap, enjoying something beautiful.”

I meet his eyes. “You’re romantic, Daddy.”

“I guess I am. I’m more traditional than you might think for a guy like me.”

“Like what? Do you want to get married and have kids and stuff?”

He frowns, making me think my question was too personal.

“I do want to get married.” His voice is tinged with hurt. “I thought I would