Male photo shoot. Part 1

In college and in need of money, I answered an ad lookimg for male models for an all male photo shoot. Therewas not alot of information in the ad and the only requirements seemed to be that you were handsome and in shape. I had never had much trouble getting dates and I was an athlete, so I figured I met them easily.

The address was for a small studio in a quiet industrial center. No name above the door, just a number. I knocked on the door and was met by a man who said he was the photographer and to come in. Inside, behind a partition was a bed, a couch, and a painted wall, all with lights shining on them. There were also some chairs off to the side where sat another boy about my age. The photographer said to have a seat and then began to explain what he was after and what us, the models should do. He said the photos were art photos and some may be used in advertising. He also asked if we were ok with being nude, just for the artful ones. The other boy, Jeremy nodded yes and myself not being the shy type, said yes also. I noticed the video camaera facing the bed but didn't think anything of it because these were to be photographs.

First it was some posing, then he had us take our shirts off and pose together. After a few minutes, he said, "Ok, now Paul, move over to the bed." I did and stood, waiting for instructions. "Paul, if you will, take your clothes off." I felt strange undressing in front of them, but had no reason to worry. Everything was so casual and easy going, even kind of fun. "Take off everything, Paul."

"Wow, you have a fantastic body!" Even coming from a man, it was nice to be complimented. "OK now Paul, lay back on the bed," he said and I did. "Put one leg up and lay on your side. "Fantastic, beautiful," he called out compliments and instructions as he snapped away on his camera. I was beginning to feel like a real model and it was so easy. "Jeremy, undress and join him."

I thought I should question this, but I wanted to be professional, I guess, and didn't. I couldn't help but notice that Jeremy was hung. His huge cock swung and looked heavy as he walked towards the bed. The photographer's voice cut through the tension. Comments and instructions flowed as he snapped away, limiting my ability to process or object to anything. "Jeremy, lay next to Paul." "Yes, great, that's it!" "Lay behind him." "Great, perfect, you two look amazing." "Nice, so sexy." "Jeremy, lay down, Paul, on your knees next to him."

With Jeremy not questioning and doing everything, it seemed natural that I should do the same. "Slide down Jeremy, stare up at his cock." He did, his head next to my thigh and his face mere inches from my dick. "Whoa! I don't know about this," I said and immediately heard, "It's art, this is how we make money." Quickly, he continued, "Jeremy, stare at his cock." "Paul, put your hands on your hips." "Paul, look down at him." I would of never imagined it, but it was sort of fun and easy to get caught up in it all. His compliments and words making it all seem so normal. After all, we were just models, playing our parts.

"Paul, put your cock on Jeremy's cheek." He put a pillow under his head and turned towards the camera. I moved and did it, just as the photographer asked. "Yes, yes, that's sexy." "So sexy, perfect." "OK, Paul, look down at him again. Yes, hot, so hot." "Jeremy, turn and put your lips on it." It happened so quickly. I felt soft lips under my cock and heard more rapid clicks of the camera. " OK, switch places."

So strange, but I kind of felt light headed. I'd never admit it, but maybe even a little, oddly, turned on. Now, I was laying down. Now, I was staring up at cock. The words, I heard them and it happened before I processed them. "Jeremy, put your cock on his lips." I felt warm, smooth flesh... "Stay there, stay there. Yes, you look amazing Paul!" "So sexy, making money! Making money, boys." As if he was reminding us, holding it over us, knowing we needed it. "Paul, open your mouth" Before I objected, he said, "This is how we make money!" "Acting, your acting, play the part." I guess it made sense. I soon and Jeremy's huge cock's head between my lips. "Stay there, hold it." He moved and clicked away. "Yes, that's it. So sexy, you look so sexy, amazing!" My head was spinning. "Deeper now, deeper now Paul!" Jeremy lowered himself and his big dick filled my mouth. "Hold it, yes. Hold it, stay there." His camera clicked as he moved and took photos from every angle. "Straddle him, Jeremy." He moved and was now above my chest. I could only look forward, my eyes seemed to only be able to focus on his giant cock. He looked even bigger now. I asked myself, "Was he getting hard?" Was I? "Put it back in his mouth," the photographer said. Strangely, my mouth opened all most on command. Yes, he was hard. The soft, warm cock I felt on my lips before was now hard, thick and hot. "Hold it! Hold it!" I could feel his huge, heavy dick pulse between my lips. u*********sly, my cock was now rock hard also. "Put your hands on him, Paul! Touch his thighs, grap his ass!" I did it. I was so caught up in it, I did it all. I felt Jeremy's firm, full ass, squeezed it and cupped it. I felt his cock push deeper and touch the back of my throat. Did he do that, or did I do it? Did I pull him in? Did I pull him towards me?

Yes, yes, great, so hot!" "Sexy, Paul, very sexy" Uncontrollably, my cock throbbed and bounced. "Jeremy, reach back, stroke his cock." I never thought a guy's touch could feel so good. His cock in my mouth, he stroked me.

"Now for the money shot, Jeremy! Paul, look at his cock. Long for it, Paul. Lust for it. Look at his cock like you love it!" Just above my face, he stroked himself. His fist moved up and down his enormous dick as the camera continued to click away. "That's it, Paul! That's it! So sexy!" I hadn't realized, but I was stroking the back of his thighs. "Long for it, Paul. You want it!" I felt my precum leak. Somehow though, I hadn't thought about it. Somehow, it had not occurred to me. We were only posing. I had never thought about him cumming.

Jeremy's legs began to tense, but somehow it didn't seem real. We were just posing. Models, posing for the camera. Then a warm stream of cum shot out across my face. I turned my face away surprised, but it was too late. I felt a warm puddle form on my cheek as the photographer snapped pictures and voiced his approval. "So hot! Yes, yes! Don't move Paul! Don't move!" I had his warm, thick cum all over me. "Look up now, Paul. Look at his cock." I turned back and felt cum run down my cheek. A drop of white jizz was still forming at his tip. "Lick it off him , Paul." My hands cupping his ass, I raised my face, stuck out my tongue and tasted his cum. It made me feel intoxicated. So strange and unexpected it's effect.

The rest of the shoot was a blur. With instruction, Jeremy moved down my body and sucked me to orgasm. The whole time, I heard the camera clicking, the photographer's voice, distant and droning.


To be continued...