Page 62 of Riley

Sunday Best, and all.

And I couldn’t very well go diving headfirst into a relationship with Riley, no matter how bad I wanted it, without cleaning out my closet first.

I needed to go home, make my announcement, and then I could process my next steps.

The road to salvation wasn’t going to be easy, but as Riley sat down, crossing his legs in front of me, I knew.

I knew that I was standing on the precipice of a new phase of life. The next phase of my life.

I’d been a groomsman, and I did know a thing or two about weddings, but I’d never considered the possibility of getting married myself. I’d only ever wanted a boyfriend, someone who I could be myself with, mytrueself.

Camming wasn’t who I really was.XxPrinceAyricxXwas someone I had become through guilt and loneliness, and because of that, others responded to him. Because perhaps, they were guilty and lonely too, and I could never begrudge them for that. After all, they made me who I was today.

I only hoped that they would understand that I was ready to move on.

Ineededto move on.

“Hey, I, uh, I know I just got here but, uh, I have to head out. I have some stuff to take care of. Can we reconvene? Another day?” I asked, both nervous as all hell but also feeling a sense of disappointment.

How had things become so complicated?”

“Yeah, uh, that’s probably a good idea. That was my brother, so I, uh, need to get going too.”

“Okay, yeah. Cool. That works then. We’ll be in touch?” I asked, hopeful.

“Of course,” Riley said, smiling. But behind his smile I could tell something was bothering him, but I didn’t want to press. Maybe it really was just stupid wedding drama. Been there, done that.

And with that, we parted ways. I climbed into my car and drove home. Walking through the door, I felt a sense of dread as well as relief. I knew what I needed to do.

CHAPTER 27

Eric

I sat on my bed,clothed. The lights around me were like a halo, and there wasn’t a toy in sight. I didn’t want anyone to get the wrong idea. Although my body was used to this, and as such looking at the camera made my cock twitch, I let it be.

Not now, not for everyone else.

I watched the timer as it ticked, the seconds like an eternity.

When I was live, I could see over a hundred people logging on, and I blew out a breath.

This was it.

I looked into the camera and I told them, my long-standing subscribers that there would be no more Daily Load. There would be no moreXxPrinceAyricxX. I thanked them for their patronage, for their loyalty. For their praises and their tips, and for making a lonely guy feel a little less lonely for a while.

I told them that the years had been great, but it was time for me to simply move on and expand my talents elsewhere.

I told them that I’d met someone, and I wanted to really give it a shot.

The words as I said them were cathartic, and even though I knew I was talking to thousands of people, it didn’t feel like I was talking to anyone but myself.

Saying it out loud was the hardest thing I’d ever done.

But the outpouring ofsupportfrom my dirty talkers, my top tier and my bottom tier subs alike, was overwhelming.

Telling me like an old boss how much they’d miss me, but wishing me all the best. Joking at how they would have to find another cock to fantasize over, and praising me that whatever person—because I’d never disclosed my sexuality on my account openly—had my attention was the luckiest person on earth. Especially given what they knew about me, of course.

And when the live ended, I felt relieved. I watched as my account updated, until it disappeared.

---