Finley’s Vodcast - Daddy’s Visit
Finley's Vodcast - Daddy's Visit
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"Wazzup, fuckers, Finley here!"
The bedroom was decorated in ultramodern gay chic, really - steel, black leather, a big sprawling bed, windows opening out to the city he called his home, although for now, the view was on the silver fox himself, sitting on the bed so that the camera's viewpoint was framing him and the bed, rather than any vistas available outside. The lean, toned man of about 30 lifted one fuzzy paw in greeting and waved it casually, briefly, his ears giving a similarly cheeky flick while he addressed an audience that was for now imagined, but he knew that soon would number in thousands.
"So, been a couple weeks since I posted a proper video - thanks for all the comments and gifts and messages and shit - especially thanks for Coucou who sent some used Speedos, I'm gonna be having some fun with those later on and prooobably make a video out of that, too, hah..."
A large man chuckled next to the slinkier one, which drew ears and a glance from the silver fox looking over at his visitor whom occupied a considerable part of the bed by his side, before the smiling vulpine looked back to the lens of the camera.
"Yeah, I can see that tonight's guest finds that thought pretty fucking hot," the fox said.
"Ya," the man snickered roughly.
The fox winked and looked at his camera again.
"I suppose he doesn't really need that many introductions, but I think it's still good to see this big guy here, professionally known as none other than Rocco Dale! Sweet, man!"
The big, thickly muscled daddy cougar seemed to like being under the view of the camera, and rumbled happily at the sound of the fox's flattering remarks. There was a lot of hunky guy on display, too, considering that he was only wearing some black skintight trunks that covered his package, but did nothing to hide it, rather worked only to increase its prominence on the cougar's groin. He was leaning against the leather-padded headboard of the bed, seemingly relaxed all the way from the tips of his ears to his long tail to the arms attached to the shoulders that rolled in a very attractive manner and made his big pecs bulge with every motion he made to make himself more comfortable. His vulpine host seemed to have trouble keeping his eyes away from him, too, since he kept taking glances at the sexy feline sprawled on his bed at a perfect groping distance.
"So yeeah," said the silver fox, one dark ear flicking cheerfully, "I'm pretty sure that every ass lover in this country knows your work, and I don't think anyone on porn at the moment is making as many super sexy hot ass eating and ass play videos as you..."
The puma let out a chuckle that sounded almost like a bark, and spent a few moments scratching his muscle-gutted belly.
"If there's a market..." the cougar said.
"...you look forward to filling that hole, right?" suggested the fox.
"Hahahah," the cougar's gravely voice agreed.
"And to think you've only been doing porn professionally for two years now, and it feels like you've been around forever, there's so much hot stuff online," Finley noted.
"Hah, been doing some research?" Rocco Dale asked.
The silver fox smirked and licked his lips.
"Always before I get one of my pro friends around to do an appearance with me on my vodcast, sure," Finley said. "So what made you start doing porn in the first place? I'm sure that's something everyone wants to hear, on how we became so lucky to have you showing your stuff on film."
"Well, to be honest, I liked the idea of guys getting off seeing me fuck," the cougar stated in a rather blunt tone. "Can't help but get off when someone watches me..."
The fox smirked knowingly.
"Definitely know how that feels," his tail flicked against his bare legs, stretched out on the bed, "wouldn't be here otherwise, hahah."
"So, I decided, why the hell not, so I did a few shoots, and after a while, after getting myself out there, I decided that it would be best for me to start my own site that specializes in the stuff I like and I like to imagine, guys who like watching me would like to see as well."
"And that's when you got the idea for your site AllAboutAss..." the fox state in his best investigative reporter voice, at least of the kind that would interview a semi-naked pornstar while himself only wearing a skimpy white thong-like jockstrap on his own body, which barely amounted to a scrap of cloth on his otherwise nude self.
The cougar smacked his lips.
"Well I know what I like, and I'm gonna take it," he said, "and if I like doing it on cam...win-win situation."
"Fuck yeah," FInley grinned, perky ears and all. .
"Besides, now it means I'm never running out of ass to play with," the cougar continued in his sexy, manly rumble, "professionally or not..."
The fox grinned at such a statement, and swatted the cougar's leg with his tail.
"Somehow I imagine you never had that trouble before, either...,"
"Hmmmmmrrr..." said the cougar, as he extended one arm up towards the ceiling and scratched his armpit with the opposite paw, "it certainly pays to advertise..."
"Well if you've got it, flaunt it..." Finley said, "that's definitely my philosophy, and it's been working pretty good..."
"Yeeeaaaah," drawled the cougar, "quite the interesting blog you run here...."
"Well I try to keep putting some sexy shit out there,, guys seem to like seeing me stuff things up my ass," the fox snerked.
"That's what runs the business, I guess...those who like to show off...and those who like to watch..." the cougar said, "I definitely like to watch, too, fuck yeah, though of course showing off is what really gets me going."
"Yeah," the fox wagged his tail, "there's just something so sexy about knowing right out there is someone jerking their dick or fingering their ass imagining they're doing something kinky to me even at that very moment..."
The front of Finley's tiny jockstrap swell up noticeably, and the white stretchy fabric made it all the more evident. The cougar glanced at this evidence of vulpine arousal, but mostly kept up eye contact with his gracious host, even if he continued his little show 'n tell of scratching his musky cougar daddy pit.
"I don't think about that so much while I do my stuff, " the cougar commented, "more like the fact they can see me fuck and fool around with all those guys, knowing it's me who gets to do that and not them.."
"Well you are definitely known as a very rough top...those guys on your videos must have trouble walking by the time they've stopped riding your pole..." FInley mused.
"There's nothing prettier than a well fucked hole dripping with man juice," the daddy cougar opined roughly, "d'you disagree?"
The fox couldn't have feigned innocence hearing such a comment, hence he didn't even try.
"A fucking great sight," the grey and black menace of a man answered in kind.
"Yep...just begging for some sloppy seconds or a good creampie licking..." the cougar lapped over his lips as if demonstrating just what his pink tongue could do for such a tailhole after he'd been done breeding it into the leaky mess he had related to the fox-host of the night.
"Don't think anyone does quite as much hot rimming and ass play on his videos as you," said Finley, "I suppose that's a clear director's choice...hah..."
"Heh heh," the cougar rumble-chuckled, "that's why I like being my own boss. And director for most part, too, heh."
The silver fox winked and nudged the cougar's beefy leg with his knee.
"Daddy won't submit even for that?"
Rocco snickered.
"Well I go where the money is of course...but I've got my principles. I know a lot of guys in the biz do whatever to get the cash but I only do what I like. That doesn't leave a lot undone, though, heh."
The fox wagged his tail cheerfully.
"You've done some very interesting stuff for sure," Finley said with a knowing grin, "how do your friends deal with you doing porn? Do they know?"
The cougar laughed roughly.
"It'd be pretty fucking hard to hide a career like that when I know that most of the gay guys I know have been jerking off to my hot ass being polished with a slutty tongue," the cougar mused.
"Having a Tumblr where you post photos of it all must be another reason for that," Finley grinned.
The cougar chuffed, and gripped the fox's sheath through his jock. Finley let out a giggling sigh and pushed his hips wantonly to meet the big paw groping at his meat. The cougar let out a knowing grin as he wrapped his tail around the fox's outstretched leg.
"Someone's been doing their research..." the cougar chuffed.
"I know what a daddy like you likes..."
Rocco Dale manhandled the fox down the bed and then flipped him onto his belly so that Finley's mostly butt was pointing up into the air with his tail wagging more than eagerly from side to side and occasionally hitting the cougar's arms and chest. Rocco grinned roughly at the sight of the sweet cheeks and gave them a quick slap, and a fondle. Finley let out a moan.
"Hmmm...sweet meat," the cougar declared, "hope you've done some other preparation before my visit too because I'm in the mood for some ass."
"Always ready!" the silver fox yelped while he got another slap over his rump.
"Good, we'll see about that, punk."
The cougar tugged the fox's little jock away and once again manipulated the slinky male so that he ended up in a very submissive pose indeed, face down on the bed, hips resting against the cougar's groin and his legs spread widely apart around the cougar's hips. Rocco Dale himself kept grinning happily at the sight of the fox butt in front of his muzzle, and hocked several big wads of warm spit into the crack between the compact buns.
"Uuuuuhh..." the fox moaned, eyes heavily lidded, though not forgetting to give a sultry, sexy look for the GoPro camera that was recording the entire affair, "oh maan..."
Rocco Dale brushed his big daddy thumb between the fox's butt cheeks and made a rough grunting noise of approval.
"Sweet ass you've got, kid," the daddy cougar said, "hmmmmmrr..."
He squeezed the fox's ass cheeks and spread them apart to take a good look at Finley's wares before he made a very loud, snort-like sniff to sample the scent as well.
"Squeaky clean too...just sexy..."
"Mmmm was hoping you'd take a look, daddy..." the fox sounded almost dreamy while he got inspected in such a dirty, exposed manner.
"You know what foxes are for, sweetbuns," Rocco Dale declared.
"Hmmmplease..." Finley hiked his tail up in invitation. The cougar wasn't really one to wait for it. He plastered his muzzle all over the fox's crack and slobbered down with his tongue, homing in for the kill at the fox's hole.
"Ohhh...hmmmmmaaah..." the silver fox's tail ruffled against the cougar's ears while he got his tailhole roughly eaten out with an over-eager, wet feline tongue. Rocco dug into the fox's bung with clear pleasure, making rough rumbles while he gave the slutty exhibitionist fox's moneymaker a good tongue-bath of a rimming.
"Hmm...let's give your watchers something to remember by..."
"Uuuuh...yeah...." the fox's tongue lolled out of his blissfully smirking, "hhmmmm..."
The cougar smacked his lips, laughed like a barking dog, and dove back in to the silver fox's raunchy crack.
"Ah....aaah..."
Finley wasn't exactly concerned with giving his many vodcast viewers a good show. His perverted antics while he got his ass drilled by a tongue were more than enough, and he didn't really exaggerate the means and the blissful expressions over his muzzle when the cougar had his rude way with him.
"Something tell me you won't mind if I just do this, then..." Rocco Dale commented.
The cougar dropped the fox long enough so that he could tug his underwear down enough to reveal his thick, throbbing cat-cock for the internet audiences to see. He spat onto his palm and spread the saliva over his barbed shaft while the fox looked at him wantonly over his shoulder. He kept wriggling his ass and making cute, needy faces, his own cock knotty and full of need as well. Not that he would be doing much with that fox-cock, not with the barbed monster about to take the plunge into where the sun didn't shine.
"Time for a little daddy ride, boy," the cougar drawled when he grabbed the silver fox and lowered him unceremoniously onto the still cat-pole he wanted to stuff into the fox's plunderable pucker.
"Uhhhsheeessh!"
The fox' tail went rigid when the hole at its base got poked by the barbed tip. Rocco Dale pulled down on the fox's hips to force him down so that there would be very little Finley could do to resist the impalement of a thick daddy-shaft into his ass.
"Hhmmmmmmmm...tight boy..."
The fox's cock remained rigid through the scratchy ride of the cock sliding deep into his rump. By the time his ass cheeks and balls touched the cougar's fuzzy lap, he had leaked a thick oozing dribble of pre-cum that hung from the flaring piss slit on the tip of his swollen member.
"Uuuhh...no wonder those...ahh...co-stars moan so much..." the fox grumbled.
The grinning cougar gave a testing thrust up the fox's butt and made Finley yelp. That only made the cougar daddy rumble more, and repeat his move.
"Hmmm...that's right...ride puma pops..."
The fox tried his best at bucking his hips up and down to ride himself on the cougar's cock, but it was Rocco Dale who set the pace. His huge paws could cup the fox's hips with ease, and he moved the fox back and forth while his hips rocked to drive his shaft through the inner tube-like squeeze of Finley's rump. His motion on the bed made the fox's cock bounce off his belly and add a dirty slap to the cavalcade of sex noise they were putting out. The cougar was incredibly loud, for someone with such a deep voice. It felt like the voice could resonate through his very dick and tickle Finley's prostate while the big daddy pounded him in this submissive position, the fox riding cock.
"Heee-haaawwww!" Rocco Dale grumbled with pleasure while he continued to bugger his slut.
The end was spectacular. The cougar pinned the fox down to the bed and pounded him to the sheets with hard, heavy thrusts that finished him off, teeth clenching on the fox's neck scruff while his muzzle shot up in rapturous pleasure at the feeling of thick puma-spunk flooding his ass. It was no surprise that at the same time his own innards squeezed down on the thick, barbed shaft spreading him open, and the fox shot his own load all over the bed.
"Like they say," Rocco Dale grinned at the camera, "that's all, folks?"
It wasn't, really. He was definitely planning to demonstrate his felching skills for the fox as well, should he be game.
Judging by the moans, he was.
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