Long Commission 1 with original ending attached (Patreon)

note: the original story had a different ending, and the commissioner requested I rewrite it.  this is the full story with the original ending attached at the end.

Commissioned by Big Boat

Big Boat Commission

“Oh, fuck,” Brad mouthed, and he stood over a slender, blond hair woman and stroked his long, thick cock to completion. Lily counted the ropes of cum he left on the woman’s pretty face and open mouth. One…Two…Three…Four…Five….

“Lily…?”

“Huh? What?!” Lily paused the video on her phone and looked up to find her boyfriend, Paul, standing in the doorway of their bedroom, and she silently and immediately compared him against the man in the video she was watching. Paul was very little like Brad. He was shorter than Brad, but his skinny body made him look taller than his 5’10” height actually was. Because he was so skinny, he was all elbows and knees with a shock of thinning brown hair on the top of his head despite his age.

His dick was different, too. Brad had a beautiful dick. Easily 8” and very thick with a delicious rightward curve that hooked a woman and kept her on. Paul was not so well-endowed and measured at most 5” on his proudest days. Even if he were longer, it wouldn’t matter, because his dick was on the thinner side and had never brought her to climax. He was good with his fingers, though, and great with his tongue, but then again, he had to be, and she made sure he got plenty of practice.

“Lily, are you coming? It’s about time.”

“Oh. Sorry. Right.” Lily rose from the bed, and her heavy bosom bounced with her movements as she crossed the room. Her nipples were hard and visibly through the soft pink top she was wearing, but she saw no reason to hide them. In the worst-case scenario, she looked easy, which she was used to. In the best-case scenario, it helped negotiations get off on the right foot.

Paul eyed her stiff nipples and then stared down her womanly, hourglass figure. Lily was tall for a woman, standing at 5’7”, and had wide hips and shapely thighs. Her curves were what drew men to her to begin with and were what allowed her to make money. They were what paid the bills for the couple, so Paul not only wasn’t jealous but had no right to be jealous. Most of the time, he was proud of her body and didn’t mind that she showed it off and drew attention wherever they went. Lately, however, he has been feeling a bit inadequate.

“What were you watching?”

“Oh, just doing some research,” she lied, and she gave him a smile and kissed him on the cheek before she led him into the living room. He was staring at her ass and her exposed lower back as she walked, and she smiled at him over her shoulder when she caught him staring and said, “Who’s holding us up now?”

Paul gave a playful laugh and wiggled his eyebrows at her. “Sorry! It’s hard not to stare.”

“Save it for the bedroom, handsome.”

Paul and Lily were considered a mismatched couple, but they were happy together. They met in high school, before Lily blossomed, and they had stayed together since. In college, as her grades slipped, Lily began using her newly grown curves to make money online, and Paul had stayed with her. His patience and understanding were what won her over, and they married before he graduated with a degree in general studies and no real idea as to where he was going with his life or where he would land.

That was how Lily became the primary breadwinner in their relationship, and both were happy with the arrangement. Paul helped take photos for her and helmed video editing, and when people were being too creepy on live streams, he would moderate and supervise. Lately, he had even been willing to pose with her, too.

Lily and Paul settled together on the couch, and Paul pulled up his phone and opened his Facetime app. They waited to connect with Brad and were snuggled together until Brad came on screen. He was handsome and rugged, with perfectly trimmed stubble and his muscular torso displayed with an open shirt. “Lily,” he said with familiar warmth like they were old friends, and he gave a perfect, handsome smile that made her moist.

Brad was still new to the online porn scene, but he was very popular. His buff body and thick, right-curving cock were his trademarks, and while he was still building an audience, the fans he had gotten were dedicated and vocal. It was them who turned Lily onto Brad with constant requests that they do content together, and the truth wis that she has been obsessed with him since the moment she saw that dick of his.

“H-Hey, Brad,” she stammered, and she blushed like a highschooler with a crush. Paul said hi, too, but Brad didn’t acknowledge him. There was electricity on the call as Brad and Lily sized each other up. Paul was the third wheel, and they both knew it.

“Wow, you really are that beautiful. It’s not even makeup, is it,” he asked, and Lily giggled.

“I could say the same about you, Mr. Muscles.”

Brad did a flex of his bicep and grinned smugly. “I’m just showing off the merchandise.”

“Yeah, we can see how you make your money,” said Paul, but no one seemed to notice.

“Wow, those are some big arms,” whispered Lily, but Brad seemed to hear her over Paul and responded to her instead of her boyfriend.

“I’m not the only one with an impressive physique. I’ve seen your videos. You’re gorgeous.” He winked at her through the video and said, “Really, we’re nothing if not compatible.”

“Well, I we’ll see, I guess,” said Lily, and she felt dizzy with excitement. She hadn’t stopped smiling from the moment she saw him, and it felt like Paul was invisible beside her. She knew he was there, but she couldn’t hear him. Her ears were primed for Brad’s words and voice, not Paul’s.

“So, let’s get to this negotiation,” said Paul with some uncomfortable laughter. He did not want this, but he didn’t want to say that, either. Paul loved Lily, and he had never felt jealous of another man before. In fact, he hadn’t felt any sort of jealousy about her Only Fans or the requests that subscribers made until he appeared in her videos. To that point, he had been satisfied with their relationship and had even been willing to share her with various women they had met online, but his debut had hurt him deeply, but he would never tell her why.

Paul was not well-endowed. He had known this for a long time, but he had never felt self-conscious about it. He and Lily had sex often, and she said it was good. She came when he used his fingers and his tongue, and he had no reason to believe that she was dissatisfied with him. Everything he read had told him that women rarely came from penetration to begin with. He thought their relationship was normal, and when her numbers began falling, he had not hesitated to join her in videos to spice up her content and give the people the sex that they were asking for.

Then, the comments started coming in. Many subscribers felt cheated after paying, and the comments made during the live chat were…unkind to say the least. Paul was made fun of for everything from his penis size to his thinning hair, and the things that people would say were beyond repulsive. He couldn’t count on a dozen hands how many comments about being bred by a proper dick were left on her page, and Paul was the one responsible for each every one of them that was deleted.

Paul did not know much about Brad and had avoided learning on purpose. He assumed Brad was well-endowed based upon the comments that led to this collab, but he didn’t care to learn specifics. He didn’t like jealousy, and he wasn’t used to it. Research felt to him like feeding the beast inside of him. Besides, he trusted Lily, and Lily seemed not only willing to do the collab but almost insistent.

“Fine, we can talk shop,” said Brad after insisted, but he gave a coy grin afterward that made Lily sizzle. “Truth is, I’ve had your name floated to me a number of times, and I’ve been very impressed by what I’ve seen from you. I understand that your more recent videos have been a bit disappointing, though?”

Paul shrank beside Lily and glanced at her, and she was beaming and toying with her hair as she spoke to Brad. “Yeah, sales have been a bit down. I’m not sure why, but I’m hoping bringing in someone new will liven things up. I’ve done some stuff with some girlfriends of mine, but you’ll be the first man I’ve been with.”

“Outside of me,” muttered Paul, and Lily looked at him like she just remembered he was there and laughed.

“Yeah, outside of Paul,” she said, and she put a placating hand on Paul’s chest while staring at the phone and blushing.

“Well, I’m flattered to be your first,” said Brad, and he didn’t correct himself afterward. “As it stands, we might want to start slow. With a body like yours, I think people would be all over a blowjob vid to test the waters, but if we’re going to go ahead and meet up and do this, we should film a second video just in case the first goes over well, and we can split this stuff down the middle and talk more after the dust settles. What do you say?”

“S-Sure,” said Lily with a bit more enthusiasm than Paul liked. “I’d love that,” she said, and she remembered Paul again and added, “We’d love that, right, sweetie?”

Paul looked at Lily’s flushed cheeks and bright eyes, and he wondered what she was thinking. Then, he remembered how much she loved him. They were high school sweethearts, and they married in college. She dropped out and started Only Fans to help support him as he finished his degree, and now she did the bulk of the work and put herself out there for men who treated her like a piece of meat. Whatever she was doing, she was doing it for both of him, and the comments on their past videos were so cruel. It was him who was ruining their business, and all she was trying to do was make it right.

Suddenly, he understood her motivations more clearly and felt even worse about his jealousy. Clearly, she wanted to do this, but that didn’t mean that she was looking forward to this. She wanted the security money could bring. They were not destitute yet, but they wanted to build a life together. Paul had student loans to think about, and they were renting right now but would like to buy something bigger.

So, Paul swallowed his pride and his envy, and he put on a pale, lifeless smile and said, “Yeah, of course. That all sounds good. You could come to our place…”

“I think it’d be better to use my studio for it,” interrupted Brad, and before Paul could find his voice, he said, “I think your fans are tired of your house. I have a studio set up in an extra room with real lighting. We could really improve the production quality, and I could teach you how my set up works just in case we want to do it again.”

Paul, still uncomfortable with it, was about to insist when Lily interrupted him to say, “That sounds great! Email me your address, and a time that’s good for you, and I’ll be there.”

“Sounds good,” he said, and he winked and added, “Can’t wait.” Then, he ended the Facetime before Paul could interject either way.

Paul sat clutching his phone as Lily stood and paced nervously. “Oh. My. God. I can’t believe we actually got him.  Brad! This is going to be so good,” she said, and she squealed with excitement until she remembered Paul yet again. Then, she stopped and looked at him, and she said, “Good for the business, of course. He’s very popular right now.”

“Right,” said Paul, and he smiled. He could feel the serpent of envy burrowing into him again, but he buried it in hopes of suffocating it before it had time to grow dangerous. “This should really revitalize the…brand?”

Lily laughed. “That’s what I love about you,” she told him, and she kissed him. The way she moved, he could see down her blouse, and he really, really enjoyed the view. She enjoyed that he enjoyed it, too, and thought how exhibition might have always been in her bones. She stood and shook her bosom for him. “Are you going to want to see the videos when I’m done, baby? Like the other ones?”

“We’ll see,” Paul said, and he laughed. “It’s different than when you were with the girls.”

“Fair enough,” said Lily, and she smiled to herself and played with her hair again. “He was a real gentleman, don’t you think? And he’s going to help me improve the production quality of our content. Maybe we could get some new cameras or something with the increase in cash flow.”

“Maybe,” said Paul. “But, let’s not count our chickens before they hatch, right?”

“Right,” said Lily, but she still had a dreamy look in her eyes.

That night before bed, Lily wanted to give Paul something to thank him for how generosity. She blew him and practiced her technique. Paul’s dick was so different from Brad’s, though, and she was afraid that it wouldn’t be good enough to really help her prepare for what was to come. He was shorter, and thinner, and his dick wasn’t curved. It was a said, straight little thing that she could throat with ease, and she was looking for a challenge.

She ended the night by riding Paul, and she even came for him the first time. Mounted atop him and slamming herself down hard on his thin dick, riding him with so much vigor that they were both afraid he might break, she thought of Brad and imagined him inside of her. Just the phantom arch of his curving cock was enough to stir her up and bring her to climax on Paul, whose small, weak hands were struggling to support her wobbling, unrestrained breasts.

A few days later, Lily left to meet Brad and was gone for hours. Paul paced the house and settled in to watch a movie. He checked Paul’s twitter but avoided his streams and Only Fans, and then he watched another movie to clear his mind. He made meals expecting Lily to be home and packaged leftovers that she never ended up eating. They had met in the morning to give them time, and they used that time to their advantage.

Lily got home in the late afternoon and looked exhausted. She refused to kiss Paul when she entered, but she did give him a tired smile and told him that it went well. He didn’t ask for more details, and she didn’t offer them. She did leave a disc on the coffee table for him to see and told him that he could watch it if he wanted.

“What is it?”

“The first scene,” she said. “Just a quick blowjob. I haven’t seen it yet, but Brad was very complimentary.” She blushed and grinned to herself as she said that.

“Oh,” said Paul, and he rubbed his neck as he stared at the disc. He didn’t like the way his wife was speaking, but he didn’t want to say that. His guts felt icy cold. “I…uh…I don’t know.”

“Well, you watch it if you want. I…need a shower. I reek like cum.”

“Oh…” The cold pit in Paul’s gut spread like an icy wildfire throughout him, but his dick was warm and stiff in his pants. It was a fear hard-on, he told himself, but he wasn’t sure such things existed. He gave her a plaintive smile and said, “Want me to warm up some leftovers for when you’re done?”

“No, no, no,” she said. “I’m full. Brad…had a lot to eat.” She blushed again and set her bag down beside the table. “You just relax. I’ll be back in a bit.”

“…Right…”

Paul sat alone in the living room and stared at the disc on their coffee table until he heard the shower come on. Then, embarrassed, he took the disc and put it into his laptop. He pulled the laptop onto his lap and put headphones on to hide the noise, and then he stared intently at the video that began playing on the screen.

“You ready,” said Brad’s familiar voice. The video was filmed on a phone camera and was angled up at the ceiling. He heard movement and the sound of a belt buckle, and then the camera was lifted and angled at his beautiful wife.

Lily was flushed and had a glassy-eyed look to her eyes. Her lips looked wet already. She was still dressed, but her cleavage looked more pronounced than usual. The dress she wore billowed around her as she moved into the frame. They were in Brad’s studio and had bright lights on them that accentuated her beauty and the glow of her cheeks. She giggled as she stared at the camera, and behind her, Paul could see other cameras pointed at them.

“This is so impressive,” she told him, and she looked around at his studio. It was much nicer than theirs. Paul and Lily just filmed at home. Though they made enough money to survive, it appeared to him like Brad made enough money to thrive in the business, and when Paul realized that, he felt inadequate again.

“You’re stalling,” said Brad, and though Paul could not see the bigger man, he could hear the warmth in his voice. He was not chiding her but teasing her, and she took it in good humor and looked at him.

“I’m nervous.”

“Do you want to stop?”

She bit her bottom lip and shook her head.

“Then, come over here and take me out, baby. Let me show you how hot you are.”

“Well, if I have to,” she said, and she took a few short, halting steps toward him before she felt him through his pants. As she palmed him, she gasped with exaggerated delight and looked him in his eyes, just above the camera. At this angle, all Paul could see for a moment were her large breasts in the yellow dress and her cleavage. Then, the camera moved lower, and he could see her rubbing Brad through his pants with both hands.

Off-screen, Paul heard Brad laugh at Lily’s look of surprise as he saw Brad’s burly body drift into the frame. “So, what do you think?”

Lily bit her bottom lip. Her fingers were wrapped around him through his pants, and though Paul could not see Brad’s dick, he could tell that Brad was very well-endowed by what he could see. “It feels like a tight fit, that’s for sure.”

“It is,” Brad told her. “To honest, you’re so hot that it hurts to even be wearing pants right now.”

“Oh no,” Lily said in mock distress, and she covered her smiling mouth with one of her hands in a dainty display of concern. “You’re telling me that I’M the one who made you all hard like this.” She squeezed him through his pants and purred, “Then, I guess I should be the one to take care of this problem for you, shouldn’t I?”

“That is why you came over today, isn’t it?”

Lily only giggled in response before lowering the hand from her face to reach into his pants. She gasped again as she felt him, and then she cooed. “Wow. You’re so big, Brad.”

“Long or thick?”

“Long and thick,” she told him, and she undid him with her other hand and pulled him out as his pants came open. He had skipped briefs, and his big, curved cock came springing into view. Paul had assumed Brad would be bigger with how many people had requested him, but he had not expected Brad to be that much bigger. Not only did Brad have at least a few inches on him, but Brad was significantly thicker, too. Lily purred as she stroked him from crown to root and said, “And you’ve got a killer curve, too.”

“Built for pleasure,” said Brad, and he focused the camera on her hand as she stroked against her belly.

“Oh, trust me,” she told him. “I can tell.”

Brad kept himself trimmed down there, and it made him look even bigger. Paul’s own dick disappeared into his pubic hair, but Brad’s looked like a rigid pillar in Lily’s small hands. Brad’s arm interrupted the view as he palmed one of Lily’s breasts, and Lily moaned as she leaned into his big strong, hand. “We did agree to a blowjob, right?”

Lily, all giggles, smiled at the camera as she stroked him and said, “We did!”

“Then get that dress off and join me on the bed.”

Lily hesitated as she held Brad’s dick, and it looked to Paul like she didn’t want to let go. When she finally did, the camera turned, and all Paul could see was Brad’s large, curved dick swinging on his way to the mattress on the floor. He fell back, and then the camera settled on Lily, who now had her dress off and was bouncing on her way to Brad. She didn’t wear a bra, and her pink nipples were stiff on her swinging breasts as she approached. Her thong was seafoam green and wetted along her smoothly shaven slit, and that sign of arousal was heartbreaking for Paul to see.

She kneeled between Brad’s legs on the edge of the mattress and lifted his big cock with both hands, and she took to stroking him again. Her movements were slow and loving as she stared down his length. “Gosh, Brad, I bet you tear women up with this big thing.”

Brad laughed. “I’ve never had any complaints,” he said, and Lily tittered. “You look like you’re getting nervous. You want to stop?”

“No.” Lily shook her head, and it made other parts of her shake, too. “No, I don’t want to stop. I just…” She held him by his cockhead and stared at him above the camera again. Her eyes were still glassy with her arousal, but she seemed unnaturally vulnerable with him, too. “Sorry, I’ve just never been with another man but Paul. We’ve been dating since high school, and I’ve done it with women for subscribers, but this is my first time…”

“Wow, I didn’t know that,” said Brad, and he sounded genuinely patient with her.

Lily laughed to herself and tucked her hair back with one hand. As she moved, she made sure that she was always holding Brad with at least one hand, but she spent most of her time stroking him with both. “I’m sorry. This probably isn’t very sexy.”

“We’ll edit these bits out,” he told her. “The full video will be just for us.”

She smiled at him. “Thanks, Brad.”

“We can stop if you want…”

Lily, still smiling, held him at the root. “I don’t want to stop,” she told him, and she spoke with a finality that surprised and concerned Paul. She resumed stroking Brad and looked at him again, and she said, “I promised you a blowjob and, honestly, what kind of person would I be if I got you this hard and didn’t even try to finish you. I’m not that cruel.” Still stroking him, she looked at his curved cock and swallowed. “Just…Um…Be gentle, okay?”

“Of course,” said Brad carefully, and Paul could hear sincere kindness in his voice as he spoke. “We’ll move at your speed the whole way.”

Lily gave one last quick smile and whispered to him, “Thanks.” Then, she licked her lips and, very carefully, she kissed his sticky cockhead and moaned as she ate up some of the precum she found waiting for her there.

Paul could not help but compare the way that Lily sucked Brad to the way that Lily sucked him, and the angle of the camera only made that comparison easier to make.  Seeing Lily holding Brad and slurping his crown, Paul could say with certainty that Brad was not only longer than him but bigger as well, and Lily seemed to somehow enjoy those extra inches. The curve of Brad’s dick forced his cock into her cheek when she went down on him, and she went hard on him from the start and struggled to throat him as she held him by the root.

Lily had no such difficulties with Paul. Blowjobs for him were simple affairs. She would throat him with wet suction and then stroke him as she mounted him. Brad, she could not prepare so easily. Each forward stroke stopped her as his fat crown rammed up against her throat. She gagged on him, and large tears formed in her eyes, but she kept throwing herself at him until he pulled her carefully from his cock. She sat back gasping and stroking him, and she whined. “I’m sorry, Brad. I’m sorry! I’m not used to one so big, so…”

“It’s fine, it’s fine, Lily. It’s fine.” He removed his hand from her hair, which is what he had used to pull her from his cock, and he caressed her cheek. Brad used his thumb to wipe the wet saliva from her chin, and then he fed her his thumb. Lily stared at him in a daze and stroked him faster as she sucked his thumb. “I’ve seen your videos,” he told her. “I know I’m…bigger than what you’re used to.”

Lily gave his dick a glassy-eyed stare and moaned. “So much bigger…!”

“This isn’t a sprint, though. We have time to enjoy ourselves.” Paul could hear a smile in Brad’s voice, and he saw Lily smile, too, as Brad said, “So, let’s take our time and enjoy each other.”

“Mm. Okay,” Lily said, and she slurped off of his thumb and lowered herself to his dick again. “I’ll take my time with you, then…” She licked his crown, and then she licked his shaft. Then, following the arc of his dick, she left wet kisses on her way to his root and moaned as she breathed him in. “Fuck, Brad, you even smell big…” She held his curve to her cheek and nuzzled him, and then she panted. “So manly…!”

“Bigger than your boyfriend, right?”

Lily, holding him by the root with one hand and stroking him with the other, stopped speaking and stared directly at the camera. Then, she stared past it and asked, “You’re editing this, right?”

“I am.”

She smiled. “Then, yes. You’re way bigger than him.” She smiled at his dick and cooed. “Nn. It’s like you’re a completely different species from him, honestly. Such a big dick and…” She cupped his fat testicles and moaned. “Such heavy balls!”

Paul watched in awe as Lily took to slobbering on Brad’s balls next. She was not delicate with him, and due to his dimensions, she could not be. She wrapped her pretty lips around his testicles and sucked them, and she made a show of licking and panting and kissing his ball sack and cock root as she stroked him.

“They’re so big, and they taste so good,” she told him, and she breathed him in again like she enjoyed his scent. No blowjob Paul had ever gotten from her had ever turned her on that much. Blowjobs between them were perfunctory. Even the one video they made was slow, steady, and a little boring compared to this. Paul had enjoyed it, but looking back now that he saw what she looked like with a big dick, he could tell that she wanted more from him.

“It’s an act,” he whispered to himself, and he watched his girlfriend’s eyes dancing as she sucked Ball’s big, heavy ball sack and stroked his shaft. He was so distracted that he didn’t hear the shower and had no idea that Lily had already dressed until she joined him on the couch. He jumped when he saw her, and she smiled at him.

“Decided to watch it after all,” she asked, and he could see the pride in her eyes as she watched herself. She clearly did not remember everything that was said on the unedited video or did not know that it was unedited. Paul removed his headphones and swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. “Pretty good stuff, huh?”

“Yeah, it’s…Well, it’s…”

“I think my fans are going to eat it up.”

“Me, too,” thought Paul, and he remembered the hateful comments that had been left on the last video with him. He felt certain that comments like those would not be left on this video once it was finished. “I didn’t realize you had finished showering.” He looked at the time on the video and realized that he had been watching it for quite a while, and then he stared slack jawed. “He…lasts a long time.”

“He’s very professional,” said Lily, but Paul could tell that she wanted to say something else. She pointed at the screen and said, “Look at how his curve fills my mouth and stretches my cheeks! That’s my favorite part!” She blushed when she caught Paul staring at her, and she said, “Speaking objectively, of course. What I mean is, it looks good on video, doesn’t it?”

“It does,” admitted Paul, and he jumped when Lily moved her hand down to cup him through his pants.

She giggled. “Mm. I could tell that you were enjoying it,” she whispered into his ear, and though he was hard, Paul couldn’t help but compare this moment to the part of the video where she held Brad with two hands as she felt him through his pants. She didn’t need to hands for Paul, and for some reason, that made him harder.

“Lily…”

“Put the headphones back on,” she told him. “There’s some really good dirty talk in there. He’s so professional, Paul. He really taught me so much.”

Paul swallowed again and felt his heart racing. It was like he couldn’t get enough air. He croaked as she pinched him through his pants. “O-Okay,” he breathed, and he pulled the headphones back on so that he could hear them.

“There,” grunted Brad, and he was holding Lily by the hair and forcing her down on his dick. It was very clearly willing, even though she had tears in her eyes. Brad was not holding her tight by the hair and seemed less like he was forcing her and more like he was spotting her in case she tried to take on more than she could handle. “Damn, Lily, you’re getting better!”

Lily sat up gasping and stroked him. His cock was gleaming with her saliva now, and so were his balls. Lily held his balls and panted as her wet hand spread the excess saliva along his shaft. “Your dick is so big, Brad, and the curve makes it hard to take down my throat.”

“You’re doing great, though.”

Lily smiled. “Thanks,” she told him, and she licked his cockhead and moaned. “I want it all, though. I want it all the way down my throat. I want it in my belly.”

Brad laughed. “I don’t think I can go that deep,” he told her, and Lily licked him from his balls to his crown and whined.

“We won’t know until we try,” she told him, and she threw herself back down onto him. The camera showed Brad’s strong body now as Lily took him another inch deeper and choked on him. Saliva oozed down his shaft as she gurgled, and bubbles formed from her effort as she held him steady by the root.

Lily lifted the headphones on one side and whispered to Paul, “I just want to let you know, he was so gentle with me, Paul. He was a real gentleman. Strong. Kind. He’s a great scene partner to work with, and he’s so handsome. He looks very good on camera. This video is going to do great.”

Paul wetted his lips. He was panting, he was so turned on, and Lily had stopped touching him and seemed just as transfixed on the video as he was now. “I—I’m glad to hear that,” he told her, and his voice cracked as he spoke.

“I think he’s getting close,” she told him, and she pointed at the screen. “Look how long he’s lasting, Paul. And this is just the first video. The second one was even longer.” She smiled. “The longer the videos, the more we can charge,” she told him. “We can even chop them up into clips for advertisements. This is all stuff he told me, Paul. He’s going to really turn this around, Paul. Brad’s going to be really good for us.”

Paul grunted but otherwise did not respond. He could not pull his eyes from the screen. Lily was right. Brad was close to bursting. Paul could tell by how swollen his cock was, and he could tell by how tense his muscles were as he moved Lily. Lily was holding him by the hips now and pulling herself down on him as saliva ran from her lips in ribbons. This was sloppy and wet, and it was completely unlike anything Paul had expected from her. He had never seen her so turned on in his life, and all he felt about it right now was numb.

“I’m getting close, Lily. Where do you want it?”

Lily gurgled on him as she choked, and then he pulled her up, and her hands replaced her mouth immediately and became a blur on him. “My mouth! My face! Cover me!” She cupped his balls and grunted. “Cover me!”

“Fuck, this’ll be good,” he told her, and he grunted, too.

Unsurprisingly, Brad came more than Paul had expected. He gave five of the thickest ropes Paul had ever seen, and Lily stroked him through it. She milked Brad onto her face, and once he was finished, she sucked him back into her mouth and kept stroking him. Paul did not know how much cum she drank, but if it was even half of what Brad gave her across the face, then it was more than he could give her in a week.

“He’s such a great performer,” Lily whispered again, and she was blushing and smiling as she watched the video with Paul. “Look at him. He comes so much, and he looks so big in my hands, doesn’t he? A true professional. We look great together.”

Paul nodded, and the reality of her statements made him feel sick. What made him feel sickest, however, was how sticky his pants were as he watched Brad finish. He sat there panting with Lily equally breathless beside him, and on the screen, Lily kept sucking until the video ended.

“That looked even better than I thought it would,” said Lily, and she stood up from the couch and stretched. Her nipples were hard, and Paul thought that her thighs might be wet. She turned to Paul with a smile and said, “Brad said he’d get the video to us by the end of the week. I can’t wait to see how it sells.”

“It…should be good,” Paul told her, and he closed his laptop and moved it to hide his crotch from her.

“Really? I’m glad you think so.” She stretched again and yawned. “I’m exhausted. I think I’ll turn in early. What about you?”

“I’m…going to stay up for a bit,” he told her. “I…um…just want to think about our next collab. We have to keep the momentum rolling, right?”

Lily winked at him. “Right,” she said. “This whole Brad deal will open up a whole new world for us. We might even make enough to get some proper lighting around here. Who knows.”

“Who knows…,” whispered Paul, and he watched Lily leave. He made sure that she was sleeping before he stood up and cleaned himself, and then he took the disc out from his computer and left it on their coffee table. Paul went for a late-night walk after that and ended up jogging for an hour to tire himself out before he came home to bed. Lily was sound asleep when he joined her and barely even stirred as he climbed into bed.

She was spread eagle and barely left him any room, but he curled up fetal anyway, so it didn’t matter. As he drifted off, Paul kept on thinking about how she looked at Brad as his curved dick hung from her mouth, and he tried to tell himself how that didn’t matter, either.

Two days later, they got the finished video. Lily offered to watch it with Paul, but he politely refused. The last video had been a mistake, and he had learned his lesson. After two sleepless nights, he told himself that this was all for the sake of their growing business, and he took comfort in the way Lily respected him.

The video went up and sold well. Sorting through the comments almost made it worse for Paul, but he managed to make it through without having a breakdown. It was awful to see how they praised Brad, though, when all they did was criticize him, but he just reminded himself that it was all a performance. Lily was right, after all. Brad was a very impressive performer.

A few days after that, the second video dropped, and it sold even better. Paul avoided the comments this time because he knew what was good for him. The less he knew about her videos with Brad, the better. Lily, meanwhile, became more active in the community than she was before and even began responding to comments. Paul assumed it was the advice she had gotten from Brad. Whatever it was, sales and subscriptions went way up.

All of the money got them a few new lights and some better cameras, and Lily began looking at how to edit videos. She told Paul that she wanted to start taking more direct control over her career again, and Paul was almost grateful for the chance to step back. He didn’t know what to do with the extra time, but he was glad for a reprieve. That blowjob video had been a bit too much for him, and though he didn’t want to be jealous, he was having a hard time not feeling inadequate compared to Brad.

A week later, Lily came to Paul and told him about another collaboration. “With Brad,” were the first words out of his mouth, and he could tell by the way she responded that he had let his jealousy slip.

Lily rubbed her arm self-consciously. “No,” she said. “I…could tell that Brad made you uncomfortable, so I’ve set up some stuff with some of my girlfriends again. I just wanted to find a way to ride this wave, you know.”

“Oh.” Paul stood quietly. They were in the kitchen. He had just started preparing supper when she told him. “Well, it’s okay if it was with…”

“No, it’s not,” she said, and she bit her bottom lip and looked like she was about to cry. “It clearly bothered you. We’re married, and I should respect that.”

“…Thanks.” He could barely speak, he was so grateful.

“You’re welcome,” she told him, and then she said, “I’ll be out tomorrow, though. It’ll be an all day shoot.”

“That’s fine.” Paul chanced a brief, self-conscious smile. “I could help you shoot, if you like.”

“No,” she said quickly, and more calmly she said, “It’s fine, Paul. You stay at home and rest. I can handle it, and like I said, I wanted to take more control over this anyway. I think it’d be good for me to view it as a real job, you know?”

“Right,” said Paul, and he stood at the cutting board. “Right,” he whispered again, and he returned to chopping carrots for supper.

The next day, Lily left early and was gone for hours, and the day after that, she was gone even longer. This continued for weeks. Lily would leave every morning, and every day she came back later. Eventually, she didn’t come back. Paul called her twice. She didn’t answer the first time, and the second time she hung up on him. He cried himself to sleep, and the next morning woke up to Lily standing over him.

“Paul, we need to talk.”

She looked tired and a little bit sad. Paul sat up and rubbed his eyes. “Lily?”

“I’ll try and be brief,” she said, and she reached into her purse and pulled out a manilla envelop. Opening that, she reached in and pulled out a number of papers. “I thought about sending someone else to give it to you. You know, like you were served, but…” She sighed. “It should come from me.” She extended the papers to him and, before he could take them, she said, “They’re divorce papers, Paul. I want a divorce.”

“…Divorce…?” Paul’s throat tightened as he spoke, and he could barely finish the word. He took the papers, but he couldn’t read any of the words on them. When he looked Lily, he realized he was crying. “…Why…?”

She shrugged and looked away from him, and Paul could tell that she had tears in her eyes, too. “I just don’t love you anymore, Paul. Not like I used to.”

“But…”

She sighed. “We were so young when we got together, Paul. So inexperienced.”

“Lily…”

“I’ll be back for my things another time, and I’ll be staying with one of my work friends until I can find a place of my own. The apartment is paid through the month. I’d suggest you focus on finding work and getting your own place in that time, Paul, and forget about me.”

“There’s no forgetting you, Lily. I love…”

Lily silenced him with a finger on his lips and shuddered as she spoke. “Don’t, Paul. Don’t. That’s not fair. I already told you, I don’t love you anymore, and this is the last time we’ll talk about it, Paul. This is goodbye.” She kissed his forehead lightly, and as he sat there staring, she left.

It must have been hours that Paul sat there staring at the wall. When he finally moved, he went straight to his computer and signed into her Only Fans. He hadn’t seen it in some time and realized that it had not updated since that second video with Brad when he had stopped checking it. He saw the image on the video which had Brad shirtless and his big cock hanging, and without thinking, he opened the video.

The video opened on Brad standing nude. His body was incredible. He was not just muscular but sculpted, and his dick was a long, hanging banana that put Paul to shame even when it was limp. “Ready,” he asked.

“After last time? Yeah!”

“Then climb on board,” Brad said, and he settled onto the mattress.

Paul could hear Lily giggle behind the camera as she approached. “But you’re not even hard yet.”

Brad grinned as he stroked himself and winked at her. “You could always help me solve that problem.”

“Mm. I could.” The camera lowered, and then it turned as Lily handed it off to Brad. “Here, you take this, and I’ll take that.” She replaced Brad’s hands with one of her own and then guided his thighs apart so that she could suck his balls again. Lily was completely naked and was hugging his thigh as she nursed his balls and stroked his swelling shaft. She moaned as he thickened in her hand, and once he was hard, she stroked him from crown to root while staring at him. “Jeeeee-zus, Brad, you’re so big!”

Lily nuzzled Brad’s shaft before licking him, and then she sat up and moved to hold her pelvis against him. She framed his large, curved dick against her belly and gasped. “Look at you. Look how deep you go.” She laughed quietly. “You’re going to break me.”

“I didn’t break you in the shower earlier, did I?”

She giggled. “I guess you didn’t,” she said, and she lifted herself. Her pussy lips parted around his thick crown and then swallowed him with surprising, almost familiar ease, and Paul’s heart sank as he watched every inch of Brad ease into his now ex-girlfriend’s pussy. She stopped at his root and gasped. “Fuck! It’s so full. I’m so full.” She rolled her hips on him and gave an almost drunken coo. “And that curve…hits the exact right spot!”

It was at this point that Paul vomited all over himself and had to leave. He walked away from the video while it was still playing and went to shower. In the shower, he found that his pants were soiled again, and he wept to himself as the cool water washed over him. His stomach hurt, and so did his throat.

After the shower, he came back and dressed, and he closed the video. The next few days were a blur as Lily came and got her stuff and Paul went about looking for a place to live and a new job. He found one and started rebuilding his life, but on lonely nights he found his way back to Lily’s Only Fans. She never changed the password, and she didn’t update, either.

Weeks later, Paul got drunk and got angry. He went to her page intent to tear it all down and finally grew curious why she wasn’t updating. She had bought new equipment before they broke up, and she had talked at length about all the things she had learned from Brad. That is when it hit him, and he went straight to Brad’s page and saw a number of videos on there that featured Lily.

Paul’s hands grew cold and clammy as he looked at them. He signed up immediately and went back to just before they broke up, and he bought a few videos to see if his suspicions were true. The videos Brad made were better than the one’s Lily had on her page, and they were more expensive, too. He started the one where they were fucking like her last video, but he saw the penetration from different angles. He also found the missing one of them in the shower together where he fucked her for the first time.

Paul also found a number of other videos that they had filmed together when she claimed they weren’t collaborating. He kept scrolling and looking until he found a video posted only days after they had broken up. Lily was in it, and she was wearing the outfit that she had seen him in that day. It was the outfit she had come home in.

“No…”

His throat went tight as he bought that video, and when he pulled it up, he saw Lily with Brad again. She was nursing his balls and stroking him, and she was staring up his muscular body. The camera moved around to catch the action, and Paul hated to admit it, but Brad was good at what he did. The editing was perfect, and Paul could see no weaknesses in his style. Every cut was clean and every angle was perfectly chosen to show off their bodies and what they were doing together.

“Oh, God, Brad, I just love your dick.” Lily moaned as she slurped him back into her mouth. She took him at an angle, and Paul could see Brad’s big cock stretching her cheek as she went down on him. She had clearly improved and was throating him with relative ease now. She still had tears in her eyes, but she didn’t suffocate on him now and had learned to breathe through her nose to keep from struggling so hard.

“Fuck, I can tell,” growled Brad. He held her by her dark hair, but he did not move her. Lily was in control of how she sucked him, and she was throating him because she wanted to. She took him to a quarter of his full length before she had to stop, and when she came up, she took to stroking him as she stared down his shaft.

“I’m going to get it all the way in there one of these days,” she said, and she smiled at him.

He smiled back at her and said, “We’ll make sure to keep practicing until you do.”

She laughed and licked him. “I sure hope so. Now, fuck me.” Lily rose and tried to mount him, but he stopped her with a big hand on her chest. “What,” she asked, and she looked frightened until Brad sat up and kissed her. He wrapped her in his big arms, and his fat, curved shaft slid along her wetted, weeping pussy. “Mm.” She parted, and she smiled at him. “What was that for?”

“I want to be on top this time,” he told her, and she bit her bottom lip and nodded her assent.

Brad turned her and then mounted her, and Lily wrapped her toned, shapely legs around his midsection. He eased into her, and she grabbed at the bed sheets before reaching up and hugging him around his midsection. “Oh, Brad, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to it.”

“You will,” he told her. “We’ll keep fucking until you do.”

“You’re so big,” she whined, and she stared up at him like he was made of stars. She was in awe of his beauty, and she kissed him lightly on the lips. They kissed again, more deeply, with their tongues meeting and crashing like rolling, breaking waves. They moaned and drank each other, and they clung to each other as Brad picked up speed and found his rhythm in her. Paul could see a perfect image of Brad’s big, fat balls swinging with his movements as he fucked Lily.

Brad’s big body formed a cocoon around Lily as he held her close to his chiseled chest. Paul could barely see her except for her twitching legs and pale arms. Her head was cupped to Brad’s chest, and what could be seen of it, Paul could tell she was kissing Brad still. Brad, meanwhile, moved above her with long, deep strokes. He fucked her with his full length, and Paul could hear the joy she took from every forward thrust.

“Yes,” she grunted, and she clawed at his back. “Fuck me, Brad! Fuck me hard! Fuck me good! God, I love that curve! I fucking love that curve!”

Paul undid his pants and pulled himself out. He was hard, and he was pitiful by comparison to what he saw on the screen. He wished he had not went down his rabbit hole, but now that he had, he understood completely what had happened. He thought back to the research that Lily had been doing on that first day, and he felt like a blind fool. “I never stood a chance,” he whispered to himself.

Brad lifted himself and smiled down at Lily, and she smiled back. “You telling me you love me,” he whispered to her, and Lily bit her bottom lip. She hugged him and breathed him in, and then she whimpered as he moved inside of her.

“…Do you want me to, Brad? Do you want me to say it?”

“Only if you mean it,” he purred to her, and she pulled herself up off of the mattress and hung from his fit form as he plowed her. They kissed as she was suspended beneath him, and their kisses were just as wet and sloppy as their sex. Brad finally fell down on top of Lily. He fell into her with his full weight, and his length ended up buried inside of her as she wailed in climax.

As they settled, they sat together, and both of them were smiling like fools. Brad stayed inside of her, but he moved to keep the full weight of his big, hard body from crushing her. They held hands and knitted their fingers together, and she smiled up at his handsome face, and he smiled back at her pretty, disheveled self. “I love you, Brad,” she whispered, and he kissed her nose in response.

“I love you, too,” he told her, and he very carefully and very casually removed the ring from her finger.

Brad and Lily stayed together after that, and they filmed together and saved their money so that they could eventually stop filming and retire young. “I still feel bad about it,” Lily told Brad one day as they were turning off all the lights in the studio. She was working to shut down the cameras while Brad was checking all of the footage for the day. He was sitting shirtless, his big, muscular chest still lightly gleaming from their intercourse. When he heard her, he stopped what he was doing and went to embrace her.

“You feel bad for what,” he asked her as he held her from behind. Lily leaned into him, and she took a deep breath. Everything about Brad was intoxicating to her. From the moment she saw him, she felt like she was obsessed with him. She never told Paul, but she had seen all of the comments online, and she had followed them to Brad’s page. She had done the research first, and the moment she saw him and his big, hard, curved cock, she had decided to collaborate with him.

What she didn’t know or plan was how compatible they would be. She had thought she was happy with Paul, and now that she had time away from him, she realized that she was. Happiness, she realized, is not permanent. It was a state of mind, and sometimes, it was a moment. Brad had impressed her in so many ways, and when she really got to know him, she was even more impressed by him. This was more than sex, and it was definitely more than business.

“Do you think Paul will be okay,” she whispered to Brad, and Brad rested his chin on her head and swayed with her. He was so much bigger than her, but he was so gentle with her when they weren’t fucking.

Paul had always been self-conscious and a little bit nerdy. Lily could have put up with nerdy, but what she couldn’t put up with was his aimless wandering. He had hijacked her business straight out of college because he didn’t know what to do with himself. He finished his degree and then just drifted. The truth was that they should never have gotten married, but she didn’t like the thought of him being homeless or worse because of their shared mistakes.

“I don’t know, babe.”  Brad kissed her on the top of her head and said, “We can go look at your old apartment and see if he’s there. We could offer him a job.”

Lily’s belly twisted. “No,” she said, and she ran her hands along Brad’s strong arms and to his big hands, and she wove her fingers in between his and held him secure around her. “I don’t think that’s what I want. I think I just want to know that he was able to pick himself back up. I never wanted to hurt him, you know, but I know I had to. The truth is that I never hated him. I still don’t. I just, you know, like you more. I love you.”

Brad gave her a grin and turned her around. They kissed, and even after a day, a week, a year, and even years into the future together, she would never get tired of those kisses. They still thrilled her, and they unraveled the doubts that were tangled her up and swarm of jittery butterflies into her.

“I love you, too,” he said, and Lily knew he meant it. That was the other part of Brad that made him so irresistible. They could share, though she never shared herself with another man again, and they were so confident in each other. Brad had nothing to envy in other people, and he had nothing to make him insecure. As a result, he was never jealous. Paul had been jealous and, if he had spoken out, he might have saved himself some heartbreak.

The truth was that Paul did not satisfy her for years before she found Brad, and it had a lot less to do about size than he might have believed.

Lily sighed and rested her head against Brad’s chest, and he hugged her again. “Listen, I have advice, but I don’t think you want to hear it.”

“I do,” she said into his chest, and he rubbed her back.

“My advice is: it’s not our problem. Who cares if he is okay or not? You two broke up, and that means he stopped being your job.” He took her gently by the shoulders and kissed her deeply. Their tongues met, and she moaned at the taste of him. “I know you care, and I know you don’t hate him, but maybe you should, Lily. Think about all the trouble he put you through all those years and all the time you wasted on him.”

“But I married him…”

“And then you left him,” said Brad, and he took her hand and made her hold him. Lily gasped as she felt him, and he smiled down at her as he towered over her like a man should. “You might have married him. Hell, you might have even loved him once, but now you have me.”

“I have you,” she whispered, and she kissed his chest and pulled him out to stroke him. Breathing him in and seeing him, she moaned. “How are you still so big, Brad?”

Brad gave a smug smile as he watched his dick drive thoughts of Paul straight out of Lily’s head. She ran both hands along his length like she was urging him into her, and his cockhead poked her belly. “You just do it to me, Lil.”

She gave a faint smile. “Can we fuck again,” she asked, and she squealed when Brad picked her up and carried her out of his studio and to their bedroom.

“All. Night. Long,” he told her, and then they did. They fucked again that night, not for business, and not for footage, but for fun, and then they fell asleep wrapped up in each other and smiling.

Months later, years later, Paul hadn’t heard from Lily. It was like she disappeared; except he knew here to find her when he wanted to see her. He stayed subscribed to Brad’s Only Fans and bought every new video he could until his money ran out. When he found a job, he kept buying them, and he kept watching them.

Years later, he tried dating but couldn’t get past the ghosts that haunted him. Each new relationship ended the same way, with the woman walking out the door, disgusted, after they caught him fanatically watching his ex-wife getting banged by a well-hung stud. Paul assumed that each woman went to find a better man, and he knew that he would never be that man. Eventually, he gave up and satisfied himself with knowing that he had been with Lily for as long as he could and he made peace with his own inferiority.

Years later, Paul and Lily passed each other while grocery shopping. Paul recognized her instantly, and she seemed to glow. Time had been kind to her. Sex had kept her toned and fit, but age had made her more womanly and more beautiful than ever. Lily, on the other hand, had no idea who Paul was. He had grown gaunt and haunted, and though she noticed him, she moved wide of him and seemed sad to see someone so empty roaming the store.

Paul stopped to watch her, and he smelled her perfume as she passed, and then he went home to watch more videos of her and Brad satisfying each other like no one else could.

Original Ending:

“Well, my advice is that it’s not our problem anymore. Not in a rude way, of course, but once you two broke up, you stopped having to take care of each other.” He took her gently by the shoulders and lowered himself to look her in the eyes, and he kissed her gently on the lips. “I know you care, and I know you don’t hate him. How could you? You married him. You even loved him for a while, right?”

She nodded, and she was grateful for his candor and his confidence.

“Then the most you can do now is just tell yourself he’ll be okay and believe it, and maybe, someday, you two will run into each other and exchange smiles and waves.”

Lily smiled and wiped a tear from her eyes. Then, she slapped Brad against his big, beefy chest. “Why couldn’t you be a stupid oaf?”

“I tried,” he told her, and he flexed for her while she laughed. They fucked again that night, not for business, and not for footage, but for fun, and then they fell asleep wrapped up in each other and smiling.

Months later, years later, Paul hadn’t heard from Lily. He did stay subscribed to Brad’s Only Fans for some time, but he didn’t buy any new videos, and he never watched another video again. From time to time, he would log in, and he would stare while he was drinking, and eventually he would go to sleep.

A year later, he met a new girl and they started dating. He was self-conscious, and the first time they tried to have sex, he kept imagining Lily and Brad together, but with counseling, and with patience, the two made it work. He was happy, and when he finally deleted his subscription, he was able to put it all behind him.

Years later, Paul and Lily passed each other shopping. Both were happy in their relationships and their lives, and both were comfortable and okay. They did not recognize each other except to think that they thought they might have recognized each other, and they did not speak. Lily quietly told herself that it was Paul and, when she saw him with his pretty wife, she let herself feel overjoyed, and Paul thought it might have been Lily, and when he saw her with Brad he assumed that it was real, and that was their unexpected happily ever after.