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The soft light of the room made every fabric on the bed accentuate how soft everything was in frame, with a hazy old 80s Polaroid feel. Perfectly manicured nails with a soft French tip smoothed over the many fabrics. All in the various shades of pink and white. Law watched as the man before him made sure everything was to his standard. Taking in the soft curve of his hips, the pastel periwinkle g-string he was wearing never moved as he worked. The steady gaze was ignored when Sanji was in work mode, taking in every moment of him when Law's attention was not directed to help.
Both stood close in the room as Sanji picked and pulled at a few set pieces and lined up the camera. Watching the man fiddle with the setup, the "Starting Soon" banner had been on for at least ten minutes now. Leaning in to the monitor perched on the desk with the rest of the setup, several thousand viewers were already chatting away in the room.
Sanji leaned in close to glance at the number as well.
"Hmm, lower than expected. But they also don't know I brought a special guest."
"Mhum."
"It's been a while since I've had fresh meat to serve the viewers. I hope they appreciate the meal I have prepared for them, speaking of which."
Sanji walked over to the still clothed man in his room. Placing his hands on the torn and overly loved band shirt, he removed it as Law kicked the skin tight jeans and chains off to the side while still in his boxers. Sanji picked them up and folded them behind the camera. A ritual of removing bracelets and jewelry around his wrists took another few minutes. Each one plopping onto the now neatly folded cloths. Each ring removed made him feel more naked in a comfort level than his physical state. Wrangled past knuckles and inked skin, he finished and turned to Sanji once more. The matching nipple covers in the shape of hearts appeared as Sanji looked down and then back up at the striking golden eyes.
"What are you waiting for, or do you want me to do it?"
A little flirting would go a long way to getting the black cat of a man out of his own head about what they were about to do. Sanji walked towards him as his soft tan skin shimmered from the level of care and maintenance for his body. Close enough to smell the soft fragrance from the many products on his skin. Well placed and applied makeup to accentuate what little there was to make perfect.
"How are you feeling?" The sentence punctuated with the soft fondling of his sack. "Are you sensitive or nervous? I did tell you to masturbate this morning. Did you do that?"
"Yes, of course."
"Did you think of me?"
"Yes."
Sanji raised his hand to grip the taller man's chin, slowly bringing him in closer to softly peck him on the lips. Sugar and bubble gum lip gloss. Tracing his tongue over his lips, going back in to kiss him again. Sanji softly pulled away while pressing his chest into the thick inked tattoos.
"Don't ruin all my hard work now."
Tattooed hands run down his sides in their embrace. running his index and middle fingers between the string hugging his hips. Grabbing and pulling the fabric even tighter over him. Tattooed fingers dig into the pliant flesh.
"You remember the signals?" The words were woven between labored breaths.
"Yes." Law clenched his jaw, teeth grinding with soft fingers running over long sideburns.
"Mmmm, ok, ready?"
Tracks of sensation merged with the pressure, sending a cascade of electricity down his spine. He sighed heavily as his cock bullied for space between them. A well practiced flick of his boxers and they are promptly removed. The sight below him had his full attention. Soft pillowly lips kiss the already wet tip, dribbling onto the metal that adorns it.
"You look good down there, Sanji."
"Babe, I look good everywhere, and it's Candy from now on."
The throb earned him a small giggle and another kiss as the smooth lip gloss coats the tip, Law does not dare blink. He is so hard. To be here with Sanj-Candy right now while thousands would die to be in his position, is a sort of rush only the best drugs could even lay claim to.
"Let's get into position."
Sanji peeled back a few layers of the blankets and pushed and adjusted the pillows that crowned the bed. Law scooted on under as he adjusted himself under the blankets. Lying on his side completely covered. It was dark as he heard Sanji fixing the blankets over him and take a few steps around the room. A few more things are set onto the table next to the bed. And then he felt him lie just in front of him. Law was slender enough to hide well enough for the revival if you were not paying attention to the star in the room.
A long slow breath, a few in and out, as he grabbed and heard the controller for the stream start up and Sanji go to work.
Listening to the cascade of introductions and product sponsors Law had heard a number of times he waited, listening for any cue or tell in the beginning of the stream.
There he is! Omg, he is so beautiful!
Candy, please let me suck your nipples.
Nice color choice
Gimmie that cock baby boy
Gift 100 subs.
I love this stream!
Sanji went about thanking people for subs and continued support from his long standing Patron supporters. Saying hi to the people and then the first queue.
"Oh wow, there are 34 thousand of you in here? Now that everyone has settled, should we visit the Candy shop?"
Law's heart rate spiked, if he did not know any better, he'd swore Candy could hear the thunder in Law's chest. The small table next to him was adorned with all shapes and sizes, he had used it countless times for his fans. Sanji pulled himself to the table, exposing Law slightly under the blankets. A soft tap on his chin as he feigned consideration.
"Now what do you guys think? Or I know, let's take a poll!"
Loading the poll, the viewers voted as Sanji continued the show.
Cupcake Vote
Marshmallow Vote
Prosciutto Vote
As Sanji watched the poll continue, Law imagined the cute little pout that Sanji was making while seemingly unable to choose what toy he would be pleasing himself with this evening. He loved the little fat lip pushed out in his little whinny state.
After they had grown accustomed to one another Sanji let slip that he was a Cam streamer, and down the rabbit hole Law went. He knew exactly what the face looked like that we being presented to the camera. What Candy was severing his viewers. He had gone back far enough to see this performance before, but with another. The vote, the 'meat' option, and how it seems Sanji was not quite enjoying himself. Knowing now ques where now being given to him and then, seemingly not fallowed. Law would not be so careless.
"And with an overwhelming majority, Prosciutto wins! So odd that there was a meat product in the candy shop this evening, hummmmmm"
He heard the taps on the side table. Three, to be exact. Law shifted slowly to line up with Sanji once more.
"If the lovely fans so ask, I shall deliver," Sanji uncovered the lower half of Law's body, cock coming into full view.
"As I present, we have a special tonight just for your viewing pleasure." Sanji angled so Law could let his cock rest between his plump cheeks, the piercing catching and sliding over velvet soft fabric.
OMG SOMEONE IS WITH HIM
Oh, we are in for a treat
GOD DAMN
BARK BARK BARK
Oh, I wish I were that cock
Look at that, it's pierced!
what I wouldn't do...
Law slowly thrust as Sanji adjusted the blankets so the space just above his knees was visible and the first set of abs, getting a peek at the happy trail. Once situated, Sanji spreading his legs on his side so everything was visible to the viewers watching.
Sanji continued to work the stream as Law wanted to grab and hold the creamy, plump skin, perfect for grabbing and holding onto. The gaps between his fingers filled with the ever flushing silken skin. Biting his lip, he got hot under the blankets, but he knows it's all for the stream, for the performance. Remembering the first summer night they fucked in the sweltering evening sun, sweat dripping down Law's back raked at his lust. Flexing at the thought, Sanji comments to the stream.
"He seems eager as the rest of us." A small breathy note is sung to the man below the covers to move forward. Hands emerge from the cover of darkness to help line up.
THE TATTOOS
Death?
What do they mean?
Look at the SIZE OF THE HANDS
0_0
WE DON'T DESERVE YOU, CANDY
Pulling aside the string, Law can hear the donations rolling in. The tones and effects playing as he passively estimates the donations. A gentle hand comes down to help guide the strained cock. Pressing his swollen member over his entrance. Sanji begins to breathe heavily as he speaks to the stream, but all Law can focus on is that heat, that tight muscle the crown keeps catching on. Pulling on soft hips marked with fine hipbones, the ink over his fingers draws a harsh contrast between them.
Law's head falls forward to push into Sanji's shoulder, he ruts over the silken flesh as his mind spirals on the lust taking hold. The demand of his purest need to come. Nails dig in as Sanji yips at the growing edge he is keeping Law at.
On heavy breath, he works the stream more. "How about we give this big boy what he wants?"
The sweat is building, cresting over his forehead as he presses harder, clenching down. The hand teases the press over the maddening warmth, the angle of the small of his back shifts over the tight muscle. With one flex, the head pushes in.
"Oh, baby, you are so hard, you needed that, didn't you?" It's a sympathy's chorus in Law's ears.
The pressure builds over the tight walls to get all the way inside. Each set of piercings disappearing into ecstasy. Hands shift from hips to a tender thigh, pulling one leg up as knee meets chest. Now completely seated inside, down to the very root. Law lets out a small, almost inaudible sigh. The sheer lust throb's down to the stem.
Is he going to come already???
Look how deep
Fuck
His balls look so ready
Candy, we love you!
A soft hum as Sanji lets Law recover, he was doing so well so far and wanted to give him a moment to collect himself. He was always so obsessive when they fucked, to be this restrained and compliant had a wide smile across his face. Feeling the throbs made the wet spot over his cock spread. He was going to spoil his little fuck boy later for how good he was being.
Law pulled back from grinding his forehead into Sanji's back. Letting what little fresh air crept in to cool his senses. As Sanji talked, the twitch over his cock. A few deeper breaths as he flexed back, letting Sanji and the fans know just how much he wanted to get to move, he listened to the donations roll in.
"Now I think our stud is ready to be put to work. What do you guys think?"
Donations and the unreadable chat spoke for itself. The chat chunked away as responses were being given so fast Sanji could not keep up with it.
One hand slid over Law's it was not something they practiced or spoke about, but the hand holding Sanji's leg was now laced with his. The light pink was woven between the harsh tan and inked one.
The first pull was as intoxicating as the first push. Married to the soft moan of Sanji only drove him to want more. Slow at first, to feel every twitch of Sanji's greedy hole.
Hips rocking and meeting a bouncy and receptive body next to him. He knew Sanji was working the camera, as the donations nearly never stopped, losing track after the 20k mark as all his focus went into the throbbing pleasure he was pushing into. A few knocks of his forehead to the back of Sanji's shoulder jolted him, the pace was driving Law up a wall, and Sanji knew it. The cock driving into him picked up pace as well tended hands reached down to stroke himself through the thin fabric.
"He is in a hurry, everyone, if we get a chef's special donation right now, I'll let him come inside."
Law knew the familiar over the top chime as it rang out into the room over and over again, manicured nails dug into his. Inciting him, the spiral of the feral beast below his sheets was given the permission, no sign or tell needed. As nails clawed over skin, the cock slowly withdrew and gave it all.
"Oh fuck!" Sanji cried out.
The animal Sanji was used to was unleashed, the demanding cock buried itself into him over and over. Trying to remain composed, Sanji looked up at the camera and the live feedback to watch himself get fucked. Relishing the meal he was delivering, he quickly took his own cock in hand and stroked himself. His eyes blurry on the stream as they roll to the huffs of desire and need below the anonymous nature of it all.
"Fuck, he's close. Fuck, cum for me, cum for me my little mud puppy."
Fuck, Sanji was using nicknames for when they were together. The first time they met at the bottom of a mosh pit to be picked up by the very man he was railing.
"Look who is rolling around in the mud, little mud puppy with your big, lovestruck eyes."
The memory of first setting eyes on the pink studded beauty had him cresting over quickly. Fingers digging in as the first throbs gave way in full display to the whole stream. The strong throbs over his prostate had Sanji climax hit him in quick succession. Stroking all the way through both of their orgasms.
There was no telling where the spit and sweat ended. Chest heaving, he thrust a few more times to get all of his cum deep inside. Head spinning, he was signaled as he slowly pulled out. Sanji held his cheeks apart, and the soft pop had the huge load cascading over the exposed cock. To feel the spill, Law quickly pushed back in. Banging his head on Sanji's shoulder, Sanji knew he was never satiated on one session, however the demanding man would have to wait.
Another signal to pull out, and Law obeyed. Cum spilled from him once more as Sanji moaned with the loss in emptiness. Showing of the work to the camera.
Law pulled the covers over what little was exposed, trying to collect himself, listening to Sanji. To the outro and the thanking of everyone for coming and the continued support. Law listened to it all, memorized it, and set it to memory.
Weight shifting on the bed as Sanji gets up to turn everything off. Law waits to have the lightboxes dilate his retinas. His forearm comes up to shield his eyes while Snaji flops onto him.
"You did so well, babe. Dinner's on me tonight."
Law peeked out from under his arm. Smiling wide.
"Only if I get to pick."
"Anything you want." Sanji kisses over his arm and nuzzles to get to his lips. The few quick kisses turned into passionate ones quickly.
"I want to watch us fucking while we eat from that mom and pop shop down the street with the killer Mexican food."
Sanji stilled and then laughed.
"That's not what I was expecting, but burritos it is." One last kiss as Law watched the warmth of the man climb off him and into the bathroom. Sanji peeked back around the corner as Law collected himself.
"Coming, little puppy?"
Law was up and dashing into the shower a second later.