The photographer

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The photographerThis story is a true story and if you shouldn’t bereading this then DONT! If you like it, tell me!I was hanging around the local strip mall sometime inmy 17th year around summertime. It was after closingtime and I was alone. I began to feel a twinge betweenmy legs and felt the need to jerk off. At this time Iwas so horny I felt as if I could do anythinganywhere.I began to walk towards a dark corner of the lot whena classic Mustang convertable began to circle the lot.Inside the car was an older man who was just drivingaimlessly. He stopped near me and I said “Nice car”,his response was ” do you want to go for a ride?” Iaccepted and got in. We drove around talking for abouta half hour, still feeling horny I began to fidget.The guy, in his late 20s, asked me if I wanted to gohave a beer. I said yes and off we went to his house.We pulled into a small dark lakeside neighborhood, onethat I had walked around naked in before, and parkedin front of his huge house. We went in and he got twobeers. I drank one and looked around. There was quitea bit of photography stuff around and a few photos ofk**s my age in “rockstar” looking poses. I asked whathe did and he said he worked as a photographer for atravel magazine. He broke out a large portfolio withphotos of exotic places. A second beer and we moved onto the second portfolio. This one was heavier. i pagedthrough and found dozens of nude younger boy photos.Most of them had little or no pubic hair. This made mycock begin to grow.A third beer and the guy asked me if I wanted to “looklike a rockstar”. I eagerly said yes, although my cockwas now straining at my jeans. He noticed the rise andsaid that was ok because rockstars had huge cocks. Welaughed and moved off to his den. There he gave me aleather jacket and a tattered pair of jeans, oddlyenough, they were slightly too tight for me. He toldme to go change. I walked into his bathroom andstripped down. The jeans wouldn’t fit with myunderwear on. I told him this and manisa escort he said go withoutthem. I pulled them off of my fully errect cut 6 inchcock and pulled the jeans on. I wasn’t able to getthem zipped up all the way.I went back into the den wearing the jeans andcarrying the jacket, my hard boycock straining to theside. he asked me if he could adjust things so thepics would be “just right”. Horny as hell and up foranything I agreed. He pulled my shirt off and went tothe fly of the jeans and began to pull them down. Mycock sprung out and he said “man you are exited aren’tyou?” I just smiled and stood there.He grabbed ahold of my straining rod and tucked itinto the leg of the pants and had me pull them up atthe same time. His hands were so warm. I could onlyget the fly about 3/4 the way up. He then put theleather coat on me, as he did this his warm handsbrushed my shoulders. My cock twitched again and movedlower into the leg. There was a clear view of my hardcock through the denim material. he told me to leavethe jacket open and then put a red bandanna around myneck. A few more moments of preening from him and hebroke out his polaroid. He said this was to see theproduct before taking the actual photos. A few snapsand we looked over the spread on the den’s guest bed.I looked closely at the photos, I looked about 14skinny and HOT. One of the photos my cockhead waspoking through one of the tatters on the leg. Anothershot I saw my asscheek poking out a hole in the back.All the while he had been drinking and I noticed hiscock had begun to grow. I decided to play with himduring the actual shoot.He got out the larger geat and began shooting. He went through one roll and started another roll of film. I movedaround and at one point, as he was shooting me frombehind I unzipped the fly and exposed my light sparsepubic hair for him. This did it, he moved towards me,snapped a few more photos and asked if I would watchhim jerk off. I eagerly agreed. He dropped escort manisa his pantsand whipped off his shirt. He had no body hair at alland his uncut 7 inch uncut cock stood straight up andtouched my bare stomach. He sat me down and began tostroke his uncut cock in my face. I picked up a cameraand shot a few shots as he rubbed the head of his cockthrough his taught foreskin. I began to get hornybeyond belief and unzipped the jeans all the way andpulled out my rock had 6 inch rod and began to jerkwildly.The guy moaned and gyrated in front of me and I sawhis cock begin to twitch as he slowed down hisstroking. I told him to cum on me. After being toldthat he roared and started spewing rope after rope ofmangoo onto my chest, the jacket, my own raging hardonand the shredded pants. This shot me over the edge andI exploded all over myself. I shot 4 large loads ofcum up and onto the jacket and my cock and I lay backallowing my still twitching cock to rest agains my cumcovered flat stomach.As I recovered I noticed a clicking noise, aparentlyhe had started shotting again, I looked up and sawhim standing over me, his cock still dripping cum, taking photo afterphoto of me relaxing in our mess.After a few more minutes I got my senses about me andhe asked if I would like to go for a ride in his boat.I agreed. I began to get out of the sticky mess but heasked me not to. He said he had one more good load toblow and he liked to do it in the boat, the vibrationswould be incredible. I tucked my semi soft goo coveredcock into the pants and said “let’s go!”We walked a short distance down the street. As Iwalked I could feel the mixture of cooling cum runningdown my chest and down the pants I was wearing.We got to the boat and set off.He was right about the motor vibrations. After a fewminutes my cock sprang to life, almost painfully. Ipulled my hardening cock out of the ripped jeans, itwas more difficult this time because it was stickyfrom all the cum from before. He stood manisa escort bayan up, gotcompppletely undressed and continued driving the boatinto the middle of the lake. He saw that I wasstroking my hard cock and told me to stand direcly infront of him. he stopped the boat and watched me pullmy cock. He told me he wanted me to come all over himand his face. I nearly lost it just then. He began tomoan and I felt the familiar tingle in my balls. Imoaned that I was cumming and he leaned forward. Withtwo more strokes I began to coat his face with myjizz, squirting out from my twitching cock. He groanedand I felt my calves getting warmer and damp. I lookeddown onto his face and saw my jizz dripping off hisnose, lips and chin. He licked his lips with his eyesclosed, leaving quite a bit still on his face andhair. His hard cock was dripping cum, he unloaded several shots onto the calves of the pants I was wearing and then let it ooze down the front of his cock. I moved slightly away and looked at myself, Ihad jizz stains all over the front of me.We laid out on the boat for awhile and talked. Afer ashort time we headded back in. Just before the boat docked he put on his clothes, I left my soft cum covered cock hang out of the pants. We walked up to the house, my cock still hanging out. He looked over and rubbed the head of my cock. It swelled ever so slightly.Once I got in I looked in a mirror and saw what a sight I was, cum covered and a semi soft cock hanging out of the jizz covered pants. The guy got out his camera and took a fem more shots of me and my mess. I then went into the other room and pulled off the sticky clothing and hehanded me 150 dollars saying it was my modeling fee. Itook it and asked if I could come back. he said sure.I could never remember his name, but I sure knewwhere he lived.I said goodnight and left his house. I still smelledof our cum and thought about it on the way home. I didpocket a few of the polaroids for my own use later. Ileft him my underwear as a reminder of the night.A few days later I walked by and noticed the house hada for rent sign in front of it and there was no onearound.I never did get to see the real photos from the shoot,and I was hoping the relationship might get a bitbetter.

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