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He’s pretty professional about this gig, so I won’t get much more than that, but the immediate reply gives me a thrill.

GoodGardenGirl

can’t wait

CowboySanta

are you nice and comfortable?

GoodGardenGirl

almost

CowboySanta

I can’t start until I have your undivided attention

Oh my God. I didnotexpect that.

GoodGardenGirl

You do. I’m crawling into bed right now.

CowboySanta

that’s perfect

This is more than we’ve ever interacted before, and even though I know he’s just a stranger on the internet, I’m riding a buzzy kind of high as I unzip my jeans and make myself comfortable.

Chapter 3

Noah

I don’t knowwhen I turned into a man who jerks off on camera. For a long time, I wasn’t a man who jerked off at all. I mean, I wasn’t a complete monk, but I just didn’t feel any deep urge for sexual release.

It’s a weird kind of irony that the sweetest girl in the world was part of the trigger that turned me into a porn star.

Hardly a star, Noah. You have seven people watching you tonight.

And FestiveBrat is only here because she wants to be a streamer herself and she’s studying.

What is it about me that attracts learners?

Well, if I’m not a porn star, I’m at least a porn worker.

I made ninety-five bucks last month from my followers, so I’m definitely not doing this for the money. There are creators who are raking in thousands. I’m not one of them.

I read the last message GoodGardenGirl sent me about crawling into her bed. I should feel bad for using that follower as an avatar for Paisley, but I meant it when I said that was perfect—I want to picture Paisley curled up in bed, waiting for Santa to come and show her his big, hard cock.

Tonight’s costume is very much an homage to my star student, who I overheard last week telling a classmate that Christmas is her favorite time of year.

The first stream I did, I threw on a Santa hat I found in our storage closet, because it seemed fitting for the app. Then I realized that the camera set up I rigged doesn’t actually show my face, so it’s not going to show a hat, either.

The next week, I leaned into the cowboy angle. Chaps, boots.

The week after, I brought rope to my room, hoping like hell none of my brothers would notice.

Then I ordered an elf vest. Not my best stream. I felt silly. The whole thing is silly, but that didn’t work for my alter-ego.

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