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To the surprise of no one, Aegon does porn.
He’d make it known right away to his girlfriend, but before there are any hasty conclusions drawn, let’s clarify.
Aegon does solo porn in the comfort of his apartment, for no other reason than for fun.
He has no need for the funds, so he puts it all back into cameras and set up, sound equipment, and the works. Said girlfriend helps him to the point where he really only has to do his thing in front of the camera. The more comfortable the arrangement got, the more involved she became without actually starring alongside him. Don’t be mistaken, he’s asked, but she’s always declined, to the dismay of Aegon and his subscribers. But she takes care of things behind the scenes, acting as his producer and director, essentially. Lights, set up, the stream schedules, keeping him hard; Aegon credits her for his popularity, and she's happy to be involved.
Tonight, though, it’s a streaming night. He always starts the same way, fully clothed and with a cute grin on his face that makes the chat blow up right away. He's usually already hard, if not halfway there; you can see it when he leans back on the bed through the sweatpants he wears.
"What should we do tonight, guys?" He leans into his laptop's screen to the side of him with a toothy smile, watching the suggestions pour in. There's a feminine laugh behind the screen when he reads;
'Fuck your girl onscreen already.'
In turn, Aegon looks at her with his downturned smile, eyes wide and telling but he chuckles when she shakes her head. There's a brief pout and then he chimes, he has a laugh in his voice either way.
"She said no."
Another reads;
'Can she control your vibe?' and 'Fleshlight? 👀 '
And that seemed like a fantastic idea to Aegon, she knows so when his eyes dart to her where she sits behind the larger setup and his brows bounce.
"Fuck, I'm hard." He huffs out a laugh, hand digging into his pants to pump his length, more to attest that he is stiff as a board than anything else. In the background, he sees his director go through their array of toys and sighs shaky in anticipation. He's quick to bring his pants down to his thighs, cupping and tugging his groomed sac while he pulls at the tip. A bead of precum is visible spilling over his fist and he exhales another ditzy giggle.
There's an influx of messages when feminine hands peek into the frame to place a small bottle, a pink vibrator, and fleshlight on the bed next to Aegon.
'So hot 🥵 '
'Busted already, bro is god tier.'
It riles further when her soft voice is distantly heard, "Want me to prep you, baby?" It makes Aegon excited, too warm to keep wearing his hoodie so he pulls it off and gives her a nod with a smitten smile.
The hardest thing about this past time was the restraint she had to practice if she got too turned on herself in the process. Aegon has stopped the stream to sate her more times than one, it definitely means he's doing a good job.
"Ah... fuck ..." He settles onto his stomach and bends over the front edge of the mattress, he lays slightly to the side so both his face and his girlfriend's ministrations are explicitly shown.
He shudders feeling the cold of the lube trickle onto his skin. When she rubs a finger over his entrance and his jaw slacks, she grins at him. Aegon knows when she gets in her moods and she seemed to be feeling particularly playful tonight; promising.
She massages the tight muscle in circles to relax it, taking note of how her boyfriend twitches and cries out at her teasing.
"Baby, C'mon... ahaha !" The demand dies with his little shriek of a laugh, it holds both shock and pleasure. When her hand comes to spank a pert cheek, his grin is too good, the chat lets him know. There's another influx of messages commenting about her involvement; ' Oh it's that kind of stream tonight...'
The couple is too involved to give it their full attention, instead, they whisper and giggle to one another.
Aegon looks heavenly lying prone, arms crossed out in front of him, looking over his shoulder. Their eyes meet when she presses her middle finger past the tight ring, pulling a melodious sigh from her boyfriend. She goes until the digit is flush to the knuckle and Aegon yips when it wiggles.
Aegon laxes and opens as she rolls her wrist, staying deep but offering enough movement to stretch him sufficiently for the pink toy. With her free hand, she drops more of the lubricant on the silicone of the small toy, and Aegon grinds back eagerly, tongue peeking out of the corner of his mouth with a look of concentration. His whine is pitiful when she pulls out and he looks at her, watching the moment she picks up the toy and presses it to him. She sets the dial on her phone to the lowest setting as she glides it against him, making Aegon's cock twitch at the vibration on his perineum. It disappears into him easily, until the thin tail is all that's seen and she chuckles gripping a plump buttcheek, kneading. Her boyfriend's back arches and he curses.
"Shit..."
"Slutty little hole swallowed it right up..."
'Does she ever fuck you?'
— 'she should!!!'
— ' She definitely has, she's way too good at this.'
Aegon has the laptop in front of him as he watches the stream, his eyes skim the chat but he's pulled out of focus when she lands a hard strike on his arse.
"On me, leave the chat alone and focus on me."
Her voice is placid, sweet against his ear and he moans when he feels a chaste kiss between his shoulders. She brought her hand down to his sac, cupping him and squeezing gently enough to feel his cock bob. It seeps with pre onto the bed and she goes as far as to stroke him, simultaneously turning up the intensity once more. Aegon's response is downright sinful, it's followed by a weak laugh and a guttural hiss.
Another strike and his shallowly canting hips still, the squeeze she gives the base of his cock pulls a gasp out of him and he has to come up on his elbows now to brace himself, a knee propped up on the bed. His head hangs between his shoulders as he closes his eyes, his ivory skin is flushed, and the smoothness of his bottom mars quickly with her abuse.
She looks to the camera, not that they see her face but they hear her and she chimes, dreamily almost, looking down at her lover with admiration while he squirms.
"He's so pretty, isn't he?" Aegon croons at the compliment, his reddened face becoming visible to the camera when he presses his cheek to the cool sheets. They offer a brief reprieve until she instructs him to get on his back and he does so without argument. Now he leans back on his arms, knees bent over the edge of the bed.
Seeing his face brings a slow seep of wetness to be pulled from between her legs and she sighs.
Momentarily, she brings her hand down to run the front of her shorts, over her mound and Aegon's eyes watch intently before he spreads his legs further. All the stream sees is the slopes of one side of her body as she stands to the side of the frame. It doesn’t stop the chat’s curiosity. When he speaks again it's a heated whisper, he knows better than to touch himself but he can't help how his hips buck as the vibrator assaults his prostate. It was agonizing for the sole reason it just wasn't enough.
“ Please touch me, please , baby..”
‘BEGGING?!’
‘no way’
His cock rests on his taut stomach, flushed and pretty. Aegon catches how her tongue drags over her lips and he nudges his hips up, hands still at his sides. They grip the sheets when the vibrator spurs into a pattern of pulses, slowly increasing in intensity and length. By the last and longest pulse, Aegon was nearly spilling, his cock weeping as much as his eyes. He was fucking crying.
"This one's always fun!" She cheekily presents him onscreen, watching the chat roulette at a speed too fast to read. Somehow, he manages a choked back cackle and throws his head back. The groan that leaves him when she wraps a hand around his cock is debauched, he has to watch. When he drags his eyes down, she holds the cylinder toy in her hand. There's a beat where he loses his words, his jaw slacks and his blue eyes roll back and, wow , they should take pictures. The third round of pulses makes his skin rise and his hips stutter upwards on the bed, into her hand. She allows it, as she soon replaces it with the promised fleshlight anyway.
"You look so good...everyone wants to fuck you," His lover flushes the synthetic fleshy material of the fake pussy on his neglected cock, pushing down slow, she adds, "But only I can fuck you this good..."
Aegon's grin and nod are half-brained, ecstatic, and wanton—he's flat on his back now, arms above his head, flexing fingers in the linens under them. He's being so good tonight, so she gives him one swift stroke, then two, until she leaves him with a two second delay between each. It drives him mad and, yes , it feels good but it's not her pussy and that's all he can think about. They share a glance briefly before he resorts to watching how the toy moves up and down his cock, there's the trace of tears on his cheeks, and the muscles in his thigh tense and relax in intervals.
" F ... Fuck ..." Aegon whimpers pitifully, a warning to his beloved who bittersweetly pulls the toy off him before he gets the chance to build his release any further. The vibe is cut too and he's left cold with a desperate, pathetic cant in hips.
His ruined wails come out in between delicious pants. Just as the sharpness of his orgasm dulls, she starts the vibe again. This time higher than before and Aegon's eyes force shut. His jaw slacks, chin to chest with a grip tightly wound on the comforter. Fuck, he was gone . She thinks he could take a little more, and she's heard no safe word yet.
'HES FUCKJNH DROOLING'
' damn '
"You haven't touched yourself once..." She reminds him, her free hand cups his taut sac tenderly, and then she starts a languid stroke. He's slick as sin, little pearls of cum bead out the thick, rosy head of his cock. God, she wanted to taste him, but she was still of sound mind and reminded herself they were live right now.
When she looks at Aegon's face, he's drooling at how she strokes in tandem to the tantalizing buzz in his ass. There's no other way to describe the sound that comes out of his mouth other than a squeal.
"Want your cunt..." The words are slurred against the back of his hand as he wipes his mouth. He couldn't stand that she was fully clothed right now.
"You know we can't do that.."
His cry is broken at how she focuses on tugging at his tip, her thumb runs circles on the underside of it and he leans up to come close to her face. At this point, Aegon's head is out of frame, but his face is priceless. His cheeks are red and stained with fresh tears and saliva, his eyes run frantic over her pretty face hoping she changes her mind.
Offscreen, they share a desperate kiss, wet and impatient and then Aegon is pushed onto his back again, and a sharp slap across his cheek follows. He has no time to recover from that shock before she sinks the fleshlight onto him once more. Her pace is unforgiving and Aegon throws his head back in what one could easily mistake for pain. But he was sick , and he lived for this and loved that she did too—he moans her name over and over again until it's mere babbling.
His accent thickens, his U's form more like O's, and his pretty voice is laced with a hiss. He was so close, so close—his neck strains visibly as she picks up the pace, his eyes roll back once more and his head knocks back again.
' FINISH HIM '
And then she ices him again, but it’s too late and the first heavy spurt of cum shoots out of him just as she pulls the fake pussy off. Aegon always cums buckets, something else that makes him popular, but he unloads this time. Thick, hot white ribbons spill all up his torso, some even manage to reach his chest. Their onlookers rile, greedy, as Aegon bucks his hips twice, three times, each time more of his seed stains his skin.
He looked a mess, a blissed out, delectable mess. The soft moan of appreciation she lets go brings Aegon's heavy lidded eyes to her, his chest rising and falling as he collects himself. His cock hasn't softened fully yet, it twitches lewdly against the mess on his abdomen in the last few seconds of his throes.
"You didn't ask for permission, honey..."
She takes his hand when he reaches for her, arm almost too heavy to hold up himself. As a way to calm him, her soft palm skims up the subtly toned muscles of his forearms and up over his biceps until it reaches his shoulder. Her fingers ghost over his collarbone and Aegon swallows knowing what comes next. His whine is premature but he devolves into a ditzy laugh when her fingers take hold of his throat and her other hand couples his seed in her fingers. He opens his mouth without her command, lolling out his tongue expectantly.
Aegon chokes out a gasp when the grip on his throat tightens, enough for his seed to pool at the back of it as she watches it drip into his mouth.
" Filthy fucking boy ," It's a hiss as she lowers three sticky fingers to his wet lips, fucking his mouth with them to ensure he swallows it all.
"So lucky to have such a little slut for a boyfriend..."
Aegon moans around her fingers, going as far as to lean up some when she moves to pull them away. She's released his throat, guiding that hand to move between his legs—the harsh slap to the inside of his thigh tells Aegon to spread them wider and he squirms when she tugs at the tail of the abandoned vibe. It's not enough to pull it out, but enough to elicit a bold response from the broken man.
"God, I'm gonna fucking destroy you when we're done."
And she hums at his promise, another gush of warmth ruining her shorts. She can already imagine what he has in store if it were to be tantamount to what she put him through tonight.
"Then, I guess I should offer more inspiration..." She breathes, watching him come back up on his elbows. Aegon finally has the mind to focus on the chat once his girlfriend moves to grab a rag to wipe the rest of his release off him. It surprises him when she kneels and cleans him off with her mouth, she still purposefully positions herself out of frame. Just one swift delve into the back of her throat has Aegon hardening against her palate and she hums as she comes up on the tip, suckling on it as if to drain him. His laugh devolves into good and praise, eyes closed with a blissful open-mouthed smile.
“Nothing like your mouth...”
The frontman winces and puts his hands up instead of grabbing her by the hair and demolishing her throat. He would have his moment, she can have hers.
When his jaw slacks open again, she pops off, crawling over him, her back to the camera.
At most, they see a profile but nothing discernible. He moans softly watching her lean down to kiss him, offering a brief pause. It's short-lived and she strokes his cock again, ardently, bringing him to a full erection.
"Whose cock is this, baby?" The sinful question falls against his lips, only he hears her gritted proclamations. The grip she takes at the base of his cock makes him whine once more, brows knitting together as she works his balls roughly. Aegon takes too long to respond for her liking, and she takes to slapping the length of his cock, earning a yelp from him.
"Whose fucking cock?"
"Fuck! Fuck, it's yours, it's your fucking cock, please—"
"Please what? What do you want ?" Another strike and his cock reddens from arousal and abuse.
Aegon's not entirely sure what he wants, too fucked out to think coherently. He wants anything she's willing to give him. The hand on his cock now soothes down the length again and she looks to him, expectant.
"Fuckmefuckme fuckme , please, I want it..."
"You want this ?" It's entirely too cruel of her to pull one of his hands between her legs. She wears nothing underneath the tight gym shorts and Aegon can see how wet she is. His mouth waters as he immediately thinks of suctioning his mouth against her.
"Mm...so wet..." He huffs, hips stuttering up.
"I wanna taste you." He lets himself fall back against the bed again, panting open-mouthed as she strokes him. Aegon's eyes roll back with a muffled groan, the only thing that brings him back is the assertive pats she delivers to his cheek.
"Eyes on me, Aegon." She uses his name and he snaps his attention to her immediately. The thrum of another orgasm looms, she feels it against her palm, sees his stones tighten and stomach muscles contract. His toes curl and he curses, loud, voice reverberating from the walls.
He comes again when she finally tugs the vibrator out of him and she chuckles at the weaker spurts this time. The way she licks her lips makes Aegon rile with anticipation, and when she asks him to sit at the front of the bed, where the camera is pointing straight on, he does so quickly.
They share a look and then a grin when she gets down on her knees in front of him. There are both complaints and praise from their audience as they settle in the middle of the frame, they see Aegon clearly, but she's turned to him and knelt between his legs. Some notice the damn spot on her shorts as she rises and lowers on her thighs in her shifting.
'FUCKIng FINALLY'
'hot but can't see'
'i wanna seeeeeee'
'she's so fucking wet, holy shit..."
'dude are you made of cum???'
They're all ignored, they're nonexistent at this point. Aegon even closes the laptop off to his side abruptly, the slamming the only thing louder than his grunts and groans as her mouth takes his cock.
"Can I please touch?" He almost sounds annoyed, but she hums her laugh at the base of him before nodding coyly on the tip. Blue eyes light up, it's almost cute, and he nods to confirm enthusiastically, " Yeah ?"
She doesn't anticipate his first move to be grabbing a fistful of her hair, a harsh fistful but it makes her cunt throb anyway.
"You're a mean fucking bitch..." He laughs as he fucks her throat, relishing in how the mascara she wears comes to ruin with how his balls meet her chin, her spit and his fluids mixing together. The fat head of his cock jams further into her throat when he leans down to give her a hard spank, all while his other hand keeps her face pressed to him by her nape. Aegon's spurred by the burn of nails dragging down his thighs, laughing as he pants a command.
"All fours, come on...show everyone how messy your cunt gets." Another strike to her ass makes her grunt against him and he finally lets go, watching her assume the position. She spits up and coughs, her face red from lack of air, her cheeks stained black and sticky with slick.
"Nothing to say now?"
The brewing retort she had is silenced by a smack to her cheek and she laughs in turn, hips swaying behind her. Aegon rumbles with a vicious chuckle of his own when her tongue peeks out to lap his plump sac; when she suckles them, his lips purse to form a tight ‘o’ and he lays back on the bed, pushing his sweaty hair back with both hands.
"Pretty, dirty little thing..." The further down her tongue courses the more Aegon rewards her with yelps and moans and giggles. He's taken to pumping himself, assuming a lethargic pace, and when she reaches his previously occupied hole, he melts .
"Fuuucking hell..."
His lover hums approvingly against him feeling the warmth of his hand on the back of her head again, keeping her tongue lashing against him. He tasted sweet, like the lube she used and his natural scent, she drags her nose up to the base of his cock again and presses a messy kiss on the sensitive skin.
" Slut ." Comes her voice between his legs and Aegon sucks his teeth, tugging on her hair to see her face. He's smitten seeing her dazed smile, a lopsided grin curling at the corners of his mouth right back. Her lips suckle on the soft skin of his inner thigh, and his hips before she stands to her full height. Aegon sits up to meet her eagerly, plastering hands on her hips to grip and knead indulgently before he hooks fingers in the waistband of her shorts to tug them down. She rolls her eyes at his response, a sheepish smile breaking through.
"Takes one, doesn't it?"
Aegon bites back his enamored giggle, looking up at her when she pushes his hair back to kiss him. It's slow and lustful, she sucks on his tongue, still able to taste his cum and she moans when she brushes his lips again. Aegon purrs, feeling her up with abandon, playfully patting the meat of her thighs and ass as if to verify she were real.
"Tastes so good..."
Her voice makes his eyes flutter close and he hums against her lips, skimming fingers up her slick inner thighs. His middle finger strokes her wet slit lightly at first, and she juts her hips out for more of his touch. At this, he laughs and delivers quick pats to her puffy mound. He's fixated as it bounces under his assault, her hips stutter forward and she's wet enough for him to sink two fingers into her sopping cunt. He works with an open mouth, breathless laughter leaving him as he fucks his hooked fingers into her, the sound of her pussy squelching melodious. His cock bobs against his stomach, standing hard and tall for the third time that night.
"Ahh, ahhh — Aegon, fuck! !" Her hands grip his shoulder and hair, pulling him closer as he eventually assaults her tits, biting and sucking hard enough to leave her marked. He doesn't let her come, because of course, he wouldn't and teases her with three more pats to her clit. She yelps and digs nails into his skin, whining that he's being unfair.
A frustrated groan leaves her and she pouts down at him— he’s sucking on his fingers casually when she decides to pounce on him. His face shifts into a crazed look of excitement and she laughs in turn herself, pulling his legs so the back of his thighs are over hers. She smooths her palms over the skin on top of his thighs, watching his skin rise, translucent hairs standing on end.
"Fuck yes..." Aegon hisses, moving enough to guide his cock into her in the new position. They work in tandem to grind his cockhead against her clit and she whines when the most prominent ridge of it pushes past her tight threshold.
"Mm..." She rolls her hips down, and they both croon, as if to say ' fucking finally '.
"Fuck me harder, baby, come on." He works his hips opposite her to meet her thrusts and he groans when she bears down on him more aggressively. She devolves into wanton moans and mewls quickly, Aegon can't keep his eyes off her tits, but her face draws him back.
" Ah , yeah..." he sighs when she grinds against him, nestling him deep inside her, his thumb nestles just beneath her clit so she gets consistent friction. The thrum of her cunt syncs with the blood rushing his ears, each little jolt his thumb and cock bring her makes his mouth water, hungry, insatiable.
His free hand gropes at her bouncing breasts, gripping the meat of one tightly before tugging at the nipple and landing a quick slap on the other. It surprises her enough to make her hips stutter and she curses herself for buckling so easily. He knows her too well, it has its pros and cons.
"Getting tired, sweetness?" He laughs, another smack , this time to a plump thigh; it ends in a grip that gives him enough leverage to shove himself beneath her.
"Fuck you..." She exhales a laugh and moves to adjust to the change.
Her knees squeeze around his waist as he settles to sit on the edge of the bed once more, holding her in his lap.
Dead middle of the frame, Aegon whispers into her ear as he guides his cock inside her—he sighs at the warmth.
"But I am ...and you know what else, darling?" A strong hand goes to the back of her head to tuck her into his shoulder.
He casts his eyes directly into the camera when his hips start to piston up into her, slow at first but always deep . Her eyes round at him and she whimpers, going to verbalize her horror at his hushed words but cut off by the way his hips slammed into her. His fingers lock at the small of her back as he bounces her on his cock, ripping another wail from her—his face splits into a shit-eating grin hearing it.
"Everyone finally got to see it..."
'Can i get a lifelong subscription please?'
'Dont know who i wanna be more 😭 '
'hey guys? please scoot over'