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"I'm never going back to my old life." I sit up straighter in my seat, even if it makes the plug shift, and I let out a little moan in response. "I want to be with you, Sir. Not just on the weekends. Not just over the phone. I need it. I need this to be real, and I need it to be for the rest of my life."
Sir shakes his head.
"You're gonna have yourself a nice techie degree. Could get a real good job somewhere...but if your face gets plastered all over gay jerk off sites, nobody reputable is gonna hire you."
I don't want reputable. I don't want normal.
I want Sir, and I want a life of shared use with him.
"I don't want to keep the videos private," I whisper, a shiver of delight rushing through me as I confess my dark desires. "I want to post them. Both the scene with the fuck machine and the gangbang with the team."
Sir keeps me a hard look. I almost think he's about to lecture me, but then he's wiping his hands on a cloth and leaving the kitchen. When he returns, he has my laptop. He sets it down on the table in front of me.
"Well then, go ahead."
It's already open on a website. I recognize it. This is the same shady site where I first learned about the Bear's Den. Back to where it all started. Though if I get my way, this won't be the end.
"Well, have at it then," Sir says as he sits down next to me, watching me like a hawk. "You want to stop playing at porn starand do it for real, go right ahead. Remember, it's always your choice, but you better really think about what this means for your future."
"I know," I tell him with a nod as I reach out for the keys. "I want this, Sir. I don't want to hide or lie about who I am. I need it all out there in the open or I won't be able to live with myself."
The big world of kink with Sir might still be new territory, but I'm in my area of expertise here on my computer. Sir watches with keen interest as I work. I open up a program on my laptop to edit the videos. While I might get off on the idea of releasing my naughty videos for everybody to see, I wouldn't out anyone else like that.
I make sure to cut other guys out or at least blur their faces. Only their cocks are revealed. It takes a while for me to edit both videos. It's just a rough cut, but it'll do. Sir only interrupts me when I've filled in all the details I need to post.
"You sure about this?" Sir asks again.
I don't answer him with words. I act on it. I lean forward and press enter on my keyboard. In only a few seconds, my videos are live on the site, and the view count rapidly rises.
No more playing. No more experimenting. There's no going back to my old vanilla and straight life, and I couldn't be happier to have the option torn away forever.
Sir knew I was gay and submissive the moment he saw me, and I knew what I was after tasting his cock for the first time.
Now, the entire world knows I'm a free use slut.
