Spence smiles at me and wipes tears from my eyes with his thumb. “I'm really fucking proud of you right now.”
Anthony sits down next to me on the couch and rubs my shoulder. “We'll plan a whole slew of nights to catch up on everything, my friend. Butas your agent, we need to discuss the part where you both just bared dick and ass to the whole world.”
I lean back against the couch and groan. Anthony stands back up. “Which, by the way,” and he motions toward Spence's crotch, “congratulations on that.”
Spence folds his arms over his chest and just looks at Anthony.
Anthony points at me. “I mean, I spent four years in a locker room with you. I already knew you had a great ass.”
A clatter that sounds something like a plate hitting the counter aggressively hard comes from the kitchen.
Anthony snickers and says loudly, “No one's ass comes close to yours, husband.”
I look at Spence. “I don't know. I have a pretty magnificent ass.” His eyes darken and his lips twitch ever so slightly.
I notice Anthony's attention is back on his phone. I clear my throat. “How bad is it?”
Anthony looks up from his phone. “Exactly what you would expect.”
I hang my head.
“Hey,” Anthony says. “That's for me to deal with. In fact, I want you to stay off social media until I give you the all clear, got it?”
I look up and nod. “Yeah. Thanks, Anthony.”
I stand and shake the nerves out of my limbs. “Soo,” I say, and Anthony smiles at the tone in my voice.
“Yes?”
“Clearly you guys were watching.”
Anthony chuckles. “Obviously. And it's a good thing we live in the condo building next door.”
I shift on my feet. “I bet the comment section was one for the record books.”
A loud laugh comes from the kitchen and Anthony closes his eyes. I turn on my heels and march into the kitchen.
“Butters—" Anthony starts.
“Nope,” I say. “I need to see this. I'll stay off social media after, but my brain will make it so much worse.”
I get to the tablet on the kitchen counter and start to unhook it from the keyboard stand. Chance rubs my back and says lowly, “It's really not that bad. Only a couple of phobes. Most found it impressive or funny. A lot of really horny women too.”
I let out a real laugh. “Thanks, Chance.”
I take the tablet over to the couch and sit down. Then I pat the seat on the couch next to me while looking at Spence. “C'mon. Might as well rip off the band aid.”
Spence blows out a breath. “Yeah, okay.” He drops down in the seat next to me. “But if it's bad, I'm turning it off and taking the tablet away from you.”
I nod then open the VidVu app and go into my account and yep, sure as shit, there's the recorded live session. It's the first video on my profile content grid. The video thumbnail is just my face right up in the camera in a contorted cross between pleasure and agony. Clearly the moment Spence's tongue entered my ass. My face heats a little and I squirm in my seat. I click into the video and instantly there's a loud groan and I scramble to turn the volume all the way down.
In the kitchen, Chance is doubled over on the counter laughing and Anthony is smirking in a way that tells me he'll be using this as ammunition for the rest of our lives. Trying my best to ignore the scene unfolding on screen, I enlarge the comments window and Spence and I read through them together.
@agentant:RYAN! you’re live
@momosa:well good morning to me
@azfan69:dude, you’re live
